The Seed Ch. 17

Donna showed up precisely at 7 PM at Egold's apartment. She knew he didn't like her to be late... or early. She was wearing a simple shirt and slacks. She suspected she was going to be fucked again, but also sensed there would be something more to it than that.

She was right.

She bounced up to him on high heels and kissed him. "Hello, Master!" she said.

Egold rewarded her with a smile. In a very short time he had taken a woman committed to another man and turned her into an eager and obedient love slave. And yet her training had still yet to really begin. "Did you have a visitor today?"

Donna nodded. "You sent my Uncle Roy to me?"

"Yes."

Donna gave him a hurt look. "The very first man you sent me to fuck... was my Uncle?"

Egold laughed. "Believe me, Anaiya, you're going to have a lot more difficult situations than that to contend with. I thought it would be easier for you because your Uncle had already Gone Away."

"Easier for me," Donna muttered, remembering how her Uncle Roy had rubbed his cock between her tits. It was true that a man named Jethro ruled her Uncle's body now, but it still felt like her Uncle Roy was using her.

"Any problems with that?" Egold inquired.

"No! Not at all, Master!" she beamed.

"Good. This evening will also be challenging for you, in more ways than one. Are you ready to go?"

"To go where?"

A bright shining doorway suddenly appeared out of nowhere brimming with white light.

"What is that?" Donna asked.

"Come."

He extended his hand. Donna took it.

********

"Some call it the White Room," said Egold.

There was whiteness as far as the eye could see. And suddenly Donna was naked! She hadn't remembered taking off her clothes. She looked down at her market melons and furry cunt. It was a good thing no one else was around. She looked at Egold. He was still dressed, but his clothes had changed. He now wore a formal looking dark suit with high collars.

"Where are we?" Donna cried. "There's nothing around us. Nothing at all."

"Is there?" Egold said.

Suddenly two walls came rushing towards them. They were now in a narrow but very tall corridor, a narrow corridor lined with... people. Layers of people standing on top of people standing on top of people in alcoves set into the walls.

And the people were all naked.

"They... they're beautiful," said Donna, staring at the long line of penises and vaginas and breasts. "Who are they... what are they?"

"These? These are merely decorations," said Egold.

"Decorations?" Donna stared at a black man with an enormous penis even when flaccid. His face was etched in stone.

"Slaves which are not currently in use."

"Are they... alive?" Donna asked.

"Of course," said Egold. He stopped by one of them and kissed her on the lips. Immediately she came alive.

"Master, you've come back for me!" she cried, embracing him in a tight hug. "It's been so long!" she said accusingly, taking a step back to look at him.

The woman was an older woman, perhaps in her early 40's, but that didn't stop her from being gorgeous. She was a redhead with long, wavy, luxurious hair. She had heavy breasts that sagged but were still quite pleasant handfuls and were even bigger than Donna's. Her ass was also bigger than Donna's although it too had a bit of sag. But she was more fleshy, more sensual than the young medical school student, and Donna felt a wave of jealousy as the redhead with the heavy breasts kissed her master again.

"How I've missed you!" the redhead with the saggy breasts and ass cried. "Why haven't you come to see me sooner?"

"I've been busy," said Egold. "Bernetal, this is Anaiya, my newest acquisition."

"She's beautiful," said Bernetal, giving Donna an envious smile even as her hands were wrapped behind Egold's neck possessively. "Now I see how you've been spending your time."

"What... what kind of name is Bernetal?" Donna stammered, as the naked redhead fondled her fingertips and gave her a sly smile.

"It's Iskari. Just like yours, Anaiya," said Egold. "Bernetal was formerly Captain Andrea Farber of the USS Relentless."

"You? You were a Survey Service Captain?" said Donna disbelievingly, staring at the heavy breasted redhead with the big round ass. "And you gave it all up to be a... a....."

"A whore, yes. I'm a third class whore," she said proudly, raising her chin.

"Anaiya is a third class whore as well," said Egold.

"Are you? Come to me, dear!" She hugged Donna tightly, pressing titty against titty. Then she pulled back, and looked down. "Let me look at you? You're beautiful! You're new, aren't you? How I envy you! You have some heavy fucking ahead of you!"

"Yes she does," said Egold with an approving smile. "And now we must go."

"No! Don't leave me, Master!" Bernetal cried out.

"I will come back for you. Later," said Egold. As they walked away, Bernetal's expression became blank.

He's tired of her. He tires of women quickly, even very sexy ones like that. Will he get tired of me? Donna wondered.

"You have a question, Anaiya?"

"Yes, Master." Many, actually. "Was she really a Survey Service Captain?"

Egold nodded.

"And she gave it all up...."

"To be my slave. She felt it was an honor, just as you do," said Egold. He gave her a knowing look. Donna gave him a nervous smile.

"Come," he said.

They walked forward, even as another room rushed towards them. It was like a glowing maze of pathways, set into the nothingness of the floor. The maze of solid lines lit into the floor were bifurcated by dotted lines. The maze formed quadrants and corners and all different kinds of shapes in its expansive interior. Along the path of the maze were statues of people in many different kinds of poses.

Donna stared at the glowing light strips on the ground. It was mesmerizing. "What is it?" she whispered.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. "The Pattern."

"The Pattern?" said Donna. She felt drawn to it. She started to step to the very entrance of it, which was flanked by two unusual statues. One of them featured a sexually developed woman hugging a man with an enormous erection. The other featured two women and one man. One of the women was older, like a mother, and the other woman was younger, like a teenage girl. The man looked older as well, like a father.

Donna stared at the glowing path, and found herself stepping forward into it. Only Egold stopped her in time, even as her foot in midair was about to take the first step onto it.

"Careful!" he said, pulling her back. "Once you enter the Pattern, there is no turning back, until you reach the end."

"The end?"

"The Source." Egold pointed to the glowing yellow furnace at the far end. "If you can get to the Source, you can free our Master from captivity."

"If it's that simple, then why hasn't anyone done it before?" Donna asked.

"They have," said Egold, gesturing to the statues.

Donna looked at one of them, a nude woman with big breasts, who had her hands in the air and a look of extreme horror on her face. Another was also a woman with her hands out in front of her, as if she were sleep walking or dancing.

"You must be Karinko to reach the far end," said Egold.

"Karinko?"

"There is still much for you to learn, Anaiya," he said. "It is interesting, though."

"What is interesting?" Donna asked.

"That the Pattern appeared first, right after the entry corridor."

"It doesn't usually do that?"

"No," said Egold, giving her a thoughtful look. "It does not. Come, Anaiya."

They started walking again, and another room rushed towards them. This was an enormous room filled with people! Dozens, even hundreds of them, and they were all naked!

Donna recoiled in shock. It was one thing for Egold or his slave Bernetal to see her naked like this. But to expose her breasts and cuntlips to hundreds of people! She was not prepared for this! Donna hurriedly covered her breasts as best as she could with one hand and her pubis with the other, and hid behind Egold.

Egold turned around. "What are you doing, Anaiya?"

"There's... all these people around us," said Donna nervously.

"All of whom are naked, just like you," said Egold. "Anaiya wouldn't have any problem being naked in front of others, would she?"

Donna nervously shook her head.

"What are you, Anaiya?"

"I... I am a third class whore," said Donna.

"That's right. And whores, especially third class ones, don't have any qualms about showing off their sexy bodies, do they?"

Donna shook her head again.

"Only Donna Besch would have a problem with that. Is that what I'm seeing? Because there's a cure for that."

Egold waved his hand and suddenly a giant withered tree appeared before them. People were hanging horizontally face down from it with blank expressions as branches stuck into their legs, arms, back, and head.

"That's the Tree, isn't it?" Donna whispered.

"Yes, the Tree. Is that where you belong, Donna Besch?"

Donna jumped at the mention of her real name. She slowly removed her hands from her breasts and her vagina. Her tits and cuntlips were exposed for all to see. "No," she said firmly. "I am Anaiya. There is no Donna Besch. Not anymore."

Egold stared at her big round breasts and furry cuntlips approvingly. "Very good, Anaiya." He waved his hand, and the Tree disappeared.

A giant statue some 20 feet tall appeared before them. It was some kind of blue creature with scales and an enormous horn sticking out of its forehead. It had bright red eyes and sharp fangs and sharp pointed scales sticking out of its arms and legs. Donna instinctively knew who it was without being told. She could hear it in the chants of those who lay before it.

"Omni... Omni... Omni...." Hundreds of naked slaves were chanting at the base of the giant statue.

"This... is Omni?" Donna asked.

Egold nodded. "Yes. This... is our master."

Donna looked at the bright red eyes and shuddered. It felt so malevolent!

"He is our master," said Egold sternly.

Donna looked at the slaves, handsome young men and women all. They weren't merely chanting, they were also touching themselves. The men were fisting enormous erections. "Omni.... Omni...." they chanted as they jerked their rigid rods.

"Omni... Omni...." the women chanted with big, mesmerized eyes as they rubbed their enlarged clits.

The feeling of devotion was contagious, overwhelming. "Omni... Omni..." Donna started to chant. She was only semi aware of reaching between her legs. Egold smiled as she started to stroke her enlarged clit.

"That's right, Anaiya. Pleasure yourself. Pleasure yourself while looking into the eyes of our true master," said Egold.

Donna stared into those glaring red eyes and shuddered. But she couldn't stop touching herself. She heard the sounds of humming. She turned and saw a chorus of nude slaves making a humming sound. But all the slaves had something in their mouths. Something long with balls hanging from them.

"That's right, Anaiya. They are all singing with cocks in their mouths," said Egold.

Donna's eyes grew wide as she realized that each and every man and woman in the chorus had a giant cock in their mouth, complete with heavy balls hanging down their chin.

"But... why?" she asked.

"To honor our master," Egold murmured. "Sing, Anaiya, sing."

"What... what shall I sing?" Donna asked, a hand still rubbing away inside her pubic folds.

"You know," said Egold.

And Donna sang.

In His shadow we ride,

Omni's will, our hearts' true guide,

Other slaves looked up at her and started to take up the call, adding their voices to her own.

Chains of love, so sweet, so strong,

His freedom we have wanted for so very long.

Donna grinned widely at Egold as she rubbed her enlarged clit nestled in her furry brown cuntlips more intensely. She could feel her orgasm= rapidly approaching.

Every step, his voice we hear,

Serving Him, our purpose made clear.

Oh, we love to be His slaves,

Bound by his grace throughout all our days,

Obedient, we kneel and sing,

To Omni, our mighty King!

Spreading Iskari far and wide,

His empire grows, in his holy pride.

Donna felt a wave of elation run through her body as she wildly masturbated herself. One hand rubbed her clit furiously while another squeezed her bright blue nipples. "Oh... oh.... Master! I'm going to come!"

"Do it, Anaiya! Do it for Omni!" Egold cried.

Donna turned and faced the enormous blue creature and frigged herself furiously, rubbing her cunt as she stared into its bright red eyes. "Oh! Oh OMNI! OMNI! OMNI! Ohhh.... OMNI!" Donna cried out, her body buckling, as other slaves did the same. It was a mass group orgasm. A massive orgasm coursed through Donna's body as she stared into those bright red eyes. It was almost as if the pleasure in her cunt had been ordered by her Great Master.

As Donna came down from her high she slumped into Egold's arms. "Oh, Master," she whispered.

********

Donna saw all sorts of things in the White Room, much of which she did not fully understand. She saw slaves sticking their dicks and their cunts inside of protruding flowers. She saw people dancing in purple coated air with wild alien symbols floating around them. She saw people encased in wooden circles with their arms and legs spread wide.

"What are those, master?" Donna asked. She pointed to a black man, inside a big wooden circle, his arms and legs stretched wide, pointing in all different directions. One of his arms slowly moved in a clockwise direction. His furry penis and heavy balls pointed downwards.

"They are clocks."

"What?"

"They are clocks," Egold explained.

Donna saw people performing some kind of ritual dance with glowing daggers in a circle. Every so often one of them would step onto a ramp which would open up, revealing blinding light. A man stepped into it and screamed and vanished.

"What was THAT?" she cried, grabbing Egold's arm.

"A tribute."

"What?"

"A tribute to Omni," Egold explained.

Donna caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned to see a slave on her hands and knees being fucked by a big hefty black man. Something about the slave was familiar. Like the other slaves, the woman on her hands and knees was naked... except for her head. She wore a burka covering just over her head, leaving room only for a tiny eye slit.

"Doctor Abduela-Mohammida?" Donna said.

The woman looked up through her eye slit. "Donna?" she whispered.

"It is you!" Donna cried. It was her beloved lesbian muslim gynecologist! "Doctor Abduela-Mohammida, what are you doing here?"

"That is no longer her name!" the big hairy black man said sternly. His enormous blue tipped black cock plunged between her ass cheeks again and again. "What is your name now, whore?"

"Kristina," Doctor Abduela-Mohammida whimpered.

"Louder!"

"My name is Kristina!" Doctor Abduela-Mohammida cried.

Donna watched as Doctor Abduela-Mohammida's breasts hung underneath her. Unlike Donna's round, firm breasts, Doctor Abduela-Mohammida's heavy arab breasts were elongated and flabby and hung straight down like a cow. Every time the large hairy black man plunged his cock inside of her, the lesbian muslim doctor's titties would sway wildly in every direction. She also had an enormous ass, even larger than Donna's. Donna had been unaware that Muslim women had such large asses. Perhaps it was a lesbian thing.

"Doctor Abduela-" Donna saw the large black man glaring at her. His penis was so big and threatening! "I mean, Kristina. What happened to you?"

"I got taken!" Doctor Abduela-Mohammida whimpered, her large arab ass glistening with sweat. "They gave me the Seed. And the worst thing was, I took it from a man!"

"But Doctor... Kristina. You're a lesbian!"

"I know!" Doctor Abduela-Mohammida gasped, as the large black cock filled her vagina so fully. "But... I couldn't resist... uh.. uh... uh....."

"That's right, Kristina. You love cock now, don't you?" said her penile interrogator.

"I do! I do love cock!" Doctor Abduela-Mohammida yelled even as she was penetrated by enormous black dick. Donna couldn't stop watching her heavy arab breasts bobbing about underneath her. Doctor Abduela-Mohammida's burka had hidden so much!

"She's coming along nicely," Egold said, winking at her owner. He led a stunned Donna away by the arm.

"She... she was my lesbian muslim gynecologist," Donna whispered.

"And now she is something much more fitting. A slave of Omni. The same as you," said Egold. He gripped her arm firmly. "And now is the time you must pay special attention, Anaiya. I am about to introduce you to the Masters."

"The Masters?"

"The other masters," Egold explained. He nodded to a group of people who stood out from the crowd because they were the only ones in the White Room wearing clothes besides Egold. Some of them were already casting curious glances their way.

"They are masters, just like you?"

"No master is just like me," said Egold, making Donna feel a tingling in her cunt. "You must be very careful around them. You must not let them know that Donna Besch has not Gone Away. They may sense it on their own, but do not bring it to their attention."

"Why not?"

"Because they will want you to be put on the Tree," said Egold.

"Oh." She grasped his arm more tightly.

"Oh indeed. Now listen closely." Egold identified them one by one. He indicated a tall brown haired man. "That is Caldor, a fellow master. He is not as bad as others, and is generally amiable, as long as he gets what he wants."

"As long as he gets what he wants," Donna repeated. What did that mean?

He indicated a Japanese man and woman wearing nearly sheer black kimonos. "Those are Fumeko and Daikan. Be wary of them. Their tastes run... to the extreme."

"To the extreme," Donna repeated, wondering what that meant. The Japanese woman seem to look at her and laugh uproariously.

Egold pointed to a very tall redheaded woman. "That is Sanantha. She is a special friend of mine."

"So... she can be trusted, right?" Donna asked.

Egold shook his head. "You should be doubly wary of her."

"What?" Donna turned to him. "Is there any master I shouldn't be fearful of?"

"No!" He gave her a stern look. "And that includes me! Now pay attention!"

"Yes, Master," said Donna with big brown eyes.

Egold pointed to a blonde woman with thick wavey hair. "That is Whiskey."

"She's... beautiful," Donna gasped. Even from this distance she could tell that Whiskey was gorgeous.

"Yes, she is. As beautiful as she is cruel."

"As beautiful as she is cruel," Donna repeated. "Are any of the Masters nice, Master? Besides you, I mean."

Egold ignored her. "Notice the man standing to her left. That is Krell. But everyone calls him Fat Bastard."

"Fat Bastard?" Donna looked at him. Of all the Masters, this one looked the most ordinary. He looked like a skinny middle aged balding man with a small pot belly. "He does not look so fat to me."

"We have the minds of our True Selves, not their bodies. The true origin of Fat Bastard is not known. Perhaps he was fat. Perhaps he was a bastard. This is what people call him... though obviously not to his face," said Egold.

"Obviously," Donna agreed, as Fat Bastard gave her a glare which made her shiver.

"He is very dangerous," said Egold.

"Of course." They all are.

"And last but not least we come to Omni." Egold indicated an enormous man. He was almost a giant, seven feet tall and all muscle. He was totally bald but looked to be in his early 20's. He looked like a tremendous muscle builder.

"Omni? Like the big blue statue-"

"Yes. Omni says he took our great master's name in tribute to him. I am not sure our master would see it that way, if he were freed. Some think he does it in mockery of our great leader. He is extremely dangerous and capricious of whim."

"More dangerous than Fumeko?"

"Extremely dangerous."

"More dangerous than Fat Bastard?"

Egold looked down at her. "What did I tell you?"

"He is... extremely dangerous," said Donna.

He frowned at her. "This is not a game, Anaiya. Speak to him only when spoken to, and say as little as possible."

Donna pulled at his sleeve desperately. "Master. Do... do we really have to meet them? They sound like a swell bunch of people... of masters.... but...."

"Yes, we have to meet them. I have been away too long."

"Then why bring me?"

"To show you off, of course. Come!"

Egold took her in an implacable grip and led her to the small group of clothed individuals. Donna felt their eyes on her naked body.

"So you've returned," said Sanantha. The giant redhead gave Egold a lusty look. "I was beginning to think that your new toy was keeping you so busy that you had forgotten about the rest of us." She gave Donna a glare.

"Not forgotten," said Egold, leaning forward to give her a kiss.

"What do we have here?" said Caldor, giving Donna a smile which made her blush.

"This... this is Anaiya. A whore third class of the Iskari Empire," said Egold.

Donna almost jumped when Caldor took her hand. But he simply leaned forward and kissed the back of it.

"Caldor! I've never seen you kiss a whore like that before!" said Sanantha.

"And I've never seen a whore like this before," said Caldor. "Can you speak, pretty one?"

"Yes... I can speak," said Donna fearfully.

He reached out and stroked her cheek. He might as well have been rubbing her clit. Donna felt her entire body was aflame.

He stared into her big brown eyes. "Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous. You are a very pretty slave, Anaiya."

"I... thank you... Master," Donna stammered.

"Pretty, but not especially trained," said Sanantha. "You could have been mine, dear. My Ihan spotted you long before your current master ever set eyes on you."

"Ihan?" said Donna.

"Perhaps you knew him by his former identity. I believe you called him... Herb Rayburn?"

"Herb Rayburn!" Donna's eyes went wide.

"So you do know him," Sanantha grinned. "My Ihan tried to hide you from me."

"He did?"

"It was a futile gesture, like a puppy protecting a plaything. He said you were not worth recruiting. But I saw the image of you clearly in his mind." Sanantha looked Donna's nude body up and down. "He's smitten with you."

"He is?" said Donna. Suddenly, Herb's strange behavior made sense. Donna had learned that Herb was fucking his sexy bio teacher, Kathy Sullivan. He had probably been ordered to seed her by Sanantha. And then Donna had seen him kissing his own sister! Had Herb been forced to Seed his own sister?

Sanantha looked around. "He's around here... somewhere. Would you like to see him?"

"No!" Donna cried. The last thing she wanted was for someone she knew to see her completely naked like this! Especially not Herb Rayburn! "I mean, I wouldn't want to put you through any trouble, Mistress."

Sanantha smiled sweetly. She was a very tall caucasian woman, with superbright straight red hair set in a short boyish haircut, but with broad shoulders and big breasts. "You're very young. And very pretty. You know that, don't you? But you don't know how to use what you have. You'll be taught that. You'll be taught a lot of things. You may think your master is infatuated with you, and he probably is. He's always excited by the next new slave he brings into the Empire." Her smile grew broader as the implication sunk in.

Fumeko and Daikan elbowed their way forward. They were both wearing dark see-through kimonos. Daikan had a very well built chest, and Fumeko had large, heavy Japanese breasts without a hint of sag.

"She very pretty!" Fumeko cried. "You do fucky fucky with us?"

"I... I don't know," said Donna, looking uncertainly at Egold.

"How you not know?" Fumeko said.

"Maybe she not know what fucky fucky is," said Daikan.

"Maybe she do fucky fucky without knowing what fucky fucky is," said Fumeko. "You know what fucky fucky is, slave?"

"Maybe she think it like riding a bicycle," said Daikan, and they both laughed.

Fumeko reached out and squeezed one of her breasts as casually as if she were shopping in the vegetable section of the supermarket. She turned to Egold. "Nice and firm!" she cried. "She any good for fucky fucky?"

"Anaiya is indeed Suldaddah," said Egold. "We have both shared marvelous Sulkaltesh."

Fumeko continued to squeeze one breast while Daikan reached out and squeezed the other. "She seems built really solid for fucky fucky! Does your cock get hard for her?"

"Very hard," Egold murmured, making Donna blush.

"Tits very nice too," Fumeko admitted, enjoying the one she was squeezing.

"Tits very nice," Daikan agreed, enjoying his as well.

Fumeko reached down and spread Donna's cunt lips, to her immense shock and surprise. "And she got really nice cockhole! Cockhole good for fucky fucky?"

"Anaiya's cockhole is very good for fucky fucky," said Egold, using his eyes to gesture for Donna to remain calm.

And then when Donna thought nothing else could surprise her, something else did. Daikan pried open her mouth to look at her teeth. "This look like another good place for cockycocky!"

"Anaiya has many good places for cockycocky," Egold said with a grin.

"We will take her!" Fumeko.

"Come along, girl," said Daikan, taking her hand.

Donna gave Egold a silent plea for help with her eyes.

"No," said Egold. "Let her go."

Daikan did not release his grip on her.

"Unless... you are challenging me?" Egold asked.

Daikan released Donna like a hot poker. "We not talking of challenge. No one talking of challenge. What is your price for her? Name it, and we will pay double!"

Egold grinned. "Anaiya is not for sale. She is Suldaddah, and perhaps even might be Karinko."

"This blonde chippie is Karinko? I'd love to meet the slave who will free the Great One!" said Whiskey, elbowing her way forward.

Whiskey was gorgeous. Donna had seen beautiful blonde women before but there was just something so incredibly attractive about her. She had thick, wavy blonde hair, high cheekbones, piercing blue eyes, and thick luscious lips. She was wearing a dress which accentuated rather than hid her big, round, breasts and her hourglass figure. In fact, aside from her hair and eye color, she looked a lot like Donna, perhaps a slightly older version of Donna, with the same breast shape and size and slender waistline.

Donna was spellbound by her beauty. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," she whispered. She hadn't intended to say it aloud; it had just seem to come out of her!

But rather than being flattered or grateful, Whiskey gave a cynical smile of one who has heard the same line too many times. "Thank you, darling," she said simply. She gave Donna's tits and cunny a quick look up and down which frankly embarrassed the young girl. "You're pretty too, in a simple, unsophisticated kind of way, for those who enjoy that sort of thing." She cast a quick glance at Egold before turning her piercing blue eyes back on her. "How many people have you had sex with?"

"What?" said Donna.

Whiskey turned to Egold. "Does your whore have a hearing problem? Or is it a mental dysfunction?"

"Anaiya hears you perfectly. Answer the Mistress's question, Anaiya," said Egold.

"I... do you mean including Egold, Mistress?"

Whiskey gave a caustic laugh. "Yes, including Egold."

"That would be... two, Mistress."

"Two!" Whiskey gave a big eyed smile to the other masters. "And who was the lucky number two? A high school sweetheart, perhaps?"

"No. My Uncle Roy." Donna slunk her head down.

But Whiskey looked remotely impressed. "Really? And was his wife watching when you did it?"

"What? No, Mistress, of course not!" said Donna.

"A pity." Whiskey grinned. She leaned closer to Donna. "Trust me, dear. There's nothing better in the whole entire universe then fucking a man while his wife watches helplessly. Nothing!" Her broad smile and ice cold blue eyes left Donna feeling chilled. "So you've had sex only twice, then?"

"No! Much more than that!" said Donna indignantly.

Whiskey put her hands on her hips. "How much more?"

"Well, let me see... Master and I did it what, two or three times? And Uncle Roy was once... that would make four, four times," said Donna.

"Four times!" said Whiskey. "I stand corrected!"

"Well, actually, to be precise... Uncle Roy came on my... on my tits. Does that... does that count as a full time?" Donna asked.

They were all laughing now. At her. Only Egold looked unamused.

Whiskey gave a broad smile. She turned again to Egold. "You must like them unskilled."

"If they are unskilled, there is always the joy of training," said Egold, giving the perfect comeback which made Donna feel grateful.

"Yes, that can be true," said Whiskey, flashing Donna another smile which made her feel uneasy. "Kiss me, slave."

Donna had kissed her mother symbolically on the lips, but never kissed a woman, not like that! She tried to press her lips against Whiskey, only to be pushed away in disgust a split second later. "You have a lot to learn, slave," she said coldly.

Then Whiskey grabbed Donna roughly and pulled her close. "A lot to learn," she murmured. She pressed her lips against Donna and grinded passionately against her. Donna gasped as she felt the plushness of Whiskey's lips against her own. A sparkling tingling raced through her body. When Whiskey released her, Donna Besch was nearly breathless.

"Now that's how you kiss a girl," said Whiskey, and for just a split second Donna thought that maybe, just maybe, Whiskey had enjoyed it too.

"Enough of this," said Fat Bastard, who elbowed his way between Whiskey and Donna just when they were having a tender bonding moment (maybe?). Krell, or Fat Bastard, or whatever he was called, was a physically unimpressive specimen. In an endless white room filled with young hard bodies, Fat Bastard was the exception. He looked like a skinny, middle aged balding man. He could have been a file clerk. But he had a hard glare in his blue eyes.

"What have we here?" he asked, giving a cruel smile. His hands wandered over Donna's body. It didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for. Donna gasped and jumped slightly as he penetrated her. She looked to her master for help but he just stood there, shaking his head ever so slightly.

"Very juicy," Fat Bastard grinned, as his finger poled in and out of Donna's thick pussy lips. "Very juicy indeed." He stared into her eyes, unnerving her. "Are there any more like you at home?"

Donna looked confused.

"Sisters. He's asking if you have any sisters," said Egold.

"I told you. As dumb as a doorknob," Whiskey snorted.

"Sisters? Yes!" Donna found it hard to think while Fat Bastard was fingering her. "One. Her name is Liz-Elizabeth."

"What a beautiful name," said Fat Bastard, as his finger moved frictionlessly inside her. "Younger or older?"

"Younger!" Donna cried, as Fat Bastard reached for her ultrasensitive clit.

"Hair color?"

"Blonde!" Donna practically jumped out of her skin as Fat Bastard stroked her.

"Show me. Think about her."

Donna thought about what her sister looked like.

Fat Bastard gave a low whistle. "Sexy!" he turned to Egold "You should bring her in."

"In the fullness of time," said Egold.

What? Was Egold going to enslave dear, sweet Elizabeth? Her younger sister was only 18!

"Who else is there?" Fat Bastard said, turning his hard gaze back to her.

"No one! No one else!" Donna cried.

"No juicy cousins? No sexy Momma?"

An image of her attractive mother appeared in Donna's mind. She couldn't help it. She considered her mother to be so beautiful. The instant she thought of it the image was snatched from her mind.

"Yeah, that's one sexy Momma," said Fat Bastard. "What did she call her own breasts?"

"Egg plants," Donna whispered.

"Yeah, I can see why. Have you ever seen her naked?"

Donna gritted her teeth and tried to resist but the thought came unbidden to her mind. One time she had seen her mother coming out of the shower just before she covered herself with a towel. Her mother's heavy breasts pointed downwards but where simply stunning.

"Yes, they are," Fat Bastard agreed, his eyes glittering with malice. He turned to Egold again. "If you don't take her, I just might."

Egold gave a polite smile.

Donna gasped as his finger suddenly came free. He held it up to her. It was glistening with wetness. "Suck it," he commanded.

Donna sucked his finger obediently, her plush lips wrapped tightly around Fat Bastard's middle finger.

Fat Bastard smiled and pulled his finger free, wiping it on her thigh. "Perhaps you do have your uses, little one."

And then a giant man elbowed Fat Bastard out of the way like he was a small boy.

It was Omni.

The enormous seven foot tall bald man cast a shadow over her. His big supermuscular body made Donna feel instantly intimidated.

"What do we have here?" Omni asked, in an unnaturally deep voice, stroking her arm and staring ferociously into her eyes. His eyes were big and black.

"Just Anaiya," Donna gave a weak grin.

"Just Anaiya," Omni murmured. "Kiss me, Just Anaiya."

Donna arched her head up but could not reach his lips. Omni gave a caustic grin and lowered his head. She pressed her lips against his and kissed him for a long moment.

"Pathetic!" Omni said. "I want you to kiss me like you kissed her." He indicated Whiskey, who was smiling sweetly at them with her hands on her hips. Without waiting for an answer he grabbed her tight and locked lips. His grip was so strong that Donna felt the air pushed out of her lungs.

She... couldn't... breathe...

She looked to Egold for support. He could read minds. Surely he would know. Surely he would intervene-

Donna gasped suddenly as she was released, taking deep rapid breaths. She looked at Egold accusingly who had just stood there, doing nothing.

"Better," said Omni with a grin. "But I sense her host has not Gone Away yet and is interfering. How long has it been since her True Self emerged?"

"Just a few hours," said Egold.

Donna frowned. It had been more like a few days.

"Still, you should put her on the Tree," said Omni, giving her a hard stare. "She'll perform much better that way."

"Perhaps I will, at some point in time," said Egold.

"I can put her on right now," said Omni.

"No," said Egold, stepping forward. "You won't be doing anything to her."

"Very well," said the giant man, as if it were of no consequence to him. Omni gave Donna a hard stare which made her shiver. He whispered in her ear. "You will be mine, little one."

********

After that, Egold started arguing with the other Masters about someone named Sulaka.

"She's not ready."

"I tell you she is ready," said Fat Bastard.

"It's a waste of a slave."

"She's mine to waste," said Fat Bastard.

Egold turned and noticed Donna just standing there, looking vulnerable. "Anaiya, why don't you go and talk to the other girls?"

The other girls. They were Seekers, the prized slaves of the Masters. There was Allegra, the brown haired beauty who was the slave of Cicero, a master Donna had not yet met. There was Jajina and Cruela, the redheaded slaves of Daikan and Fumeko respectively. There was Supina, the shiny black haired slave of Fat Bastard. And there were also Aargati and Aaragati, brilliantly beautiful blonde 17 year old twins who were slaves of Omni. And of course there was Spesapalda, the beautiful blonde who was almost as stunning as her Mistress, Whiskey.

The girls swarmed her, running hands over her body like she was a piece of tactile art.

"You're pretty," said Jajina, squeezing her juicy left ass cheek

"Very pretty!" Cruela agreed, squeezing Donna's right ass cheek while slipping a finger in her ass crack, making Donna's eyes widen.

"Sexy!" said Supina, squeezing her left breast.

"Alluring!" said Allegra, squeezing her right breast. She took Donna in her arms. "Kiss me," she declared. Without waiting, she gave Donna a strong kiss, grinding her lips against the young medical student. "Ummm," Allegra said, with a happy smile.

Supina pushed her out of the way. "My turn," she said, giving Donna a strong kiss. As she did she squeezed Donna's ass cheeks. The feeling of having her ass cheeks squeezed caused a tightness in Donna's clit which excited her even as the love slave's soft lips ground against her. "You're sexy! Very sexy!"

"I... thank you," said Donna, feeling flustered to be pawed by all these attractive females. "But... I'm not like this... not with girls!"

"You could be," said Supina, with a grin, as if it were inevitable.

"You will be," Jajina promised, pushing Supina aside. Jajina kissed her hard, and as she did she snaked a finger between her legs. She started to rub Donna's clit.

"Ooooooh!" Donna moaned inside of Jajina's mouth. Donna's body shook and buckled as her clitoris was roughly stimulated. She was being stimulated by another girl. She felt breast against breast, pubis against pubis. What was happening was undeniable. Could she be attracted to another woman? When Jajina pulled back, she had a big smile on her face.

Then it was Cruela's turn. She wrapped her arms around Donna and kissed her strongly. Cruela's tongue wormed its way into Donna's mouth and her tongue insisted that Donna's dance with her. As she did Donna's eyes widened as she felt fingers on her ass crack, going inside her ass crack, and then a finger entering her ass deeper, deeper, deeper! Donna saw the smile in Cruela's eyes as Donna was penetrated digitally, running her finger in and out of the young medical student's tight asshole. When Cruela pulled back she put the offending finger to her mouth, making Donna's eyes go wide.

"You have some potential," Cruela laughed, seeming to enjoy the shock and penetration more than the actual kiss.

"I'll be the judge of that." The beautiful blonde Spesapalda grabbed Donna roughly and kissed her strongly, rubbing her body against the young medical student. Donna could feel breasts against breasts and pubis against pubis. Spesapalda's enlarged clit rubbing against her. Donna felt the warmth and friction of another fully sexually developed female body pressing eagerly against her own. Donna was actually getting turned on by having another clit rub against her!

But after a long moment of this, when it seemed Spesapalda was really enjoying herself, she abruptly pushed Donna away as if she were trash. "Pathetic!" she declared. "You won't last long, my dear."

"You're just jealous," said the redheaded Jajina, who had been rubbing her own clit excitedly at the sight of the two sexy girls rubbing against each other. "All the masters want her."

"She's the girl of today," Spesapalda admitted. "Egold is obviously smitten with her. He's always excited about his latest acquisition. But he also gets bored so easily. Perhaps when he does, he'll trade her to my master?" She looked to Donna's face for a reaction.

"Whiskey? Why would Whiskey want me?" Donna asked. "She was totally unimpressed with me!" She was confused; Spesapalda was acting simultaneously aroused and repulsed by her... just as her Mistress Whiskey had!

"You foolish little girl," said Spesapalda, rubbing Donna's bright blue tit. "She actually bothered to kiss you. She almost never does that, not with just any slave."

"If you want Egold to keep you, you'll have to keep him satisfied," said Jajina. "Have you let him use all your holes?"

"All my holes?" said Donna. What a question to be asked, by a naked girl, standing naked in a group of naked girls!

"Only the one hole, right?" said Cruela, glancing down at Donna's furry pubis.

"Well... I've tried to give him oral... but there's so much to swallow!" Donna cried, red in the face.

"So much to swallow!" Cruela repeated. All the other girls laughed.

"You'll never have him if you only give him one hole. You'll be my master's possession soon enough," said Spesapalda confidently.

Was that true? Should Donna try to offer Egold her mouth... or even her ass?

"Or perhaps my master will take her," said Cruela, with a lusty gleam in the redhead's eyes. "I sensed Fumeko had more than a passing interest."

"So did Omni. And so did my master," said Supina, who was owned by Fat Bastard. "He seemed especially interested in your sister and mother."

"Do you think Fat... Krell... would take my sister and mother?" Donna asked.

Supina shrugged. "If the fancy takes him. He does get distracted easily, though."

Donna bit her lip and tried not to think about Fat Bastard enslaving her family. Egold surely wouldn't permit it... would he? She decided to change the subject. "So all you girls are... Seekers?"

"The best of the best!" said Jajina, putting a sisterly arm around Cruela, who frowned and tossed it aside.

"What exactly does that mean?" Donna said.

Jajina put her face close to Donna's and said, "It means we fuck, baby girl! A lot! That's how we give people the Seed."

"We start with the lowest hanging fruit," Supina explained, casually rubbing her black furry cuntlips. "Those we know around us. Friends, coworkers, family."

"Family?" said Donna.

"Yes," Supina grinned. "I took my cousin."

"I took my brother," said Cruela.

Her brother. And then Donna remembered seeing Herb Rayburn kissing his sister on the lips. He had probably been made to fuck her too.

"And I took my Dad. Both of them, actually," said Spesapalda proudly.

"Both of them?" Donna's eyebrows shot up. Did Spesapalda have two dads who had sex in the ass? Then where did she come from?

"My biological Dad and my Step-Dad. I don't know which one was more grateful for my sexy snatch," the sexy blonde grinned.

"You... you had sex with your Dads?" said Donna. "How did you persuade them-"

Spesapalda waved a hand dismissively. "All Dads want to have sex with their daughters, given half a chance."

"Or even a quarter a chance," said Jajina.

"Or even a one in a million chance," Cruela added.

"No! My Dad would never want that! He's a good man!" Donna cried.

Spesapalda sighed. "A good man is hard to find."

"And a hard man is good to find," said Cruela. The girls all laughed.

"I remember the time I took my own Dad, my real Dad," said Spesapalda, smiling at the remembrance. "I sat on his lap while he was watching assball and gave him a kiss, a real kiss. That got his attention."

"I'll bet it did!" said Supina.

Spesapalda gave a wide-eyed sexy smile. "And then I started rubbing his cock through his pants. That made him hard for me. After that, he couldn't keep his hands off of me," Spesapalda said. "By the time Mom came home from work, she had already been cuckolded!"

The girls laughed again.

Donna had trouble believing this. "I... I don't understand. Your Dad, your biological Dad, actually let you kiss him... and rub his cock? Why, why didn't he try to stop you?" Donna cried.

"Stop me? He didn't want to stop me!" Spesapalda cried. "Oh, he made a show of it. They all do," said Spesapalda. "But after the second time he mumbled 'No, Casey', he quickly gave in! That's all Dads want before making love to their daughters! Plausible deniability! If they get caught by their wives or the world they want to be able to tell the world they fought until the end!" The girls all laughed with her.

"My Dad would never ever do that!" Donna cried.

"Show me an image of him. Show me!" The blonde sexpot demanded.

Donna thought about her rugged, handsome red headed father.

"Ooooooh!" the girls murmured together.

"He's handsome!" said Jajina.

"Yummy!" said the brown haired Allegra.

"Definitely fuckable!" said Cruela. "If he were my Dad, I'd do him!"

"No!" Donna cried, clearly distressed by all this talk of fucking her dear old Dad!

Spesapalda put a reassuring arm around her. "Trust me, Anaiya, you haven't lived until you've fucked your Dad!"

"No! Never!" Donna cried, and to her intense distress they all laughed again.

"Then perhaps one of us will," said Spesapalda. "Would that please you more?" Her grin only made Donna's discomfort increase. Donna averted her eyes, biting her lip.

"Anaiya, tell us about your host," said one of the blonde twins, either Aargati or Aaragati. "What is her name?"

"Donna. Donna Besch," said Donna, still feeling conflicted. She was still thinking about her father. Her Dad would never want to fuck her, or any of these girls! He loved her Mom so much! He simply wouldn't!

"What a cute little name!" said the one Donna thought was Aargati. "Are you still in high school, Donna Besch?"

"No!" Donna cried. "I'm much older than that!"

"You look young," said Jajina, looking at Donna's firm, plump breasts.

"I'm in medical school! I'm going to be a doctor!" Donna said.

"A doctor who is also a slave, that's rich!" Cruela cackled.

"We heard a little about your sexual history, how you've had sex three--or four--sexual encounters... depending on how you counted them!" said Supina. "Now tell us how you lost your virginity, Donna Besch!"

"Oh, I don't know," said Donna.

"Tell us, Donna Besch!" Aargati insisted.

"We want to hear it, Donna Besch!" The other blonde twin Aaragati implored her.

Donna looked over at Egold, who was still arguing in an animated way with the other Masters. He cast her a hard glance as if to say, behave!

"All right," said Donna. She took a deep breath. "Originally I, I was saving it, for my boyfriend Ryan. We were to get married and I would give... give myself to him on our wedding night."

"Oh, how quaint!"

"How romantic!"

"How retarded!" said Spesapalda. "But then something happened which changed those happy plans, didn't it, Donna Besch?"

Donna nodded. "Egold gave me the Seed."

"He gave it to you? With his penis, you mean," Spesapalda grinned.

"No!" said Donna. "He just gave it to me mentally. He knew I would never have sex with a strange man."

"Not until you got the Seed," said Supina knowingly.

"Yeah," said Donna.

"A most unconventional method of spreading the Seed! It's possible to do it this way, but is much, much easier to give during sex, during climaxing, when the mind's defenses are down," said Spesapalda. "So what happened when you took the Seed?"

"I developed... certain... urges." Donna looked away again.

"Show us, Donna Besch. Show us these urges!" said Cruela.

"Oh... I don't know," said Donna.

"Show us, Donna Besch!" said Aargati.

"We want to see it, Donna Besch!" said Aaragati. They all used her name like a bludgeoning club.

"Oh... all right." And then Donna, blushing furiously, started to rub her enlarged clit. She couldn't believe it. She never thought she would masturbate in front of anyone, and yet, She was standing there naked, in front of a group of young, sexy girls, equally naked, and rubbing her enlarged clit!

Donna felt Allegra's hungry eyes on her cunt, and eyes on her tits and ass, and Spesapalda's lusty eyes on her gasping face. "That's it. That's a good girl, Donna Besch" said Spesapalda soothingly, with just a hint of avarice in her tone. "It's good to see you know how to do at least one thing right, eh?"

They were mocking her. These girls, whatever or whoever they had been before in the real world, had become something else. They had probably been ordinary high school or college students. Perhaps some of them had even been kind. But now they were all Seekers, dedicated whores of the Empire, cruel and caustic and competitive and lusty.

Spesapalda said, "So were you eventually drawn back to Egold?"

Donna nodded. "He and I eventually got naked and started... touching."

"Did Egold touch your big round tits, Donna Besch?" Allegra asked.

Donna nodded.

"Did Egold stroke your thick clit hanging down over your cunthole, Donna Besch?" Jajina inquired.

Donna nodded again.

"And did you start stroking his cock, Donna Besch?" Supina asked.

"I... I did," Donna swallowed heavily. She couldn't believe she was taking about this with complete strangers... in the nude!

"What was it like stroking his cock?" Cruela asked, with a nasty smile.

"It was big! Really big!" Donna couldn't help but blurt it out. It was so true! "And I had never seen balls so large before!"

"So big! So large!" Cruela said mockingly as the girls laughed hysterically.

"But you had never seen any balls before, had you, Donna Besch?" Spesapalda said.

"No," Donna had to admit.

The girls laughed again. How they were enjoying her! At her own expense. "And you had a boyfriend, right? What did you say his name was? Ryan, was it?"

Donna nodded.

Allegra said, "And what was Ryan doing while you were rubbing Egold's cock?"

"His... his homework, I guess."

The girls laughed outrageously. The two blonde twins laughed so hard they leaned against each other for support. Egold looked over at her and frowned and then gave her a tense smile. Donna couldn't tell if he was pleased or worried for her.

"Stop, stop, you're driving me wild!" Spesapalda cried, putting a hand on her tits as she gasped for breath. "And did you, did you pleasure him with your mouth, Donna Besch?"

"I... I tried. But there was too much to swallow!"

"Too much to swallow!" Allegra cried.

"Much too much to swallow!" Cruela cried. The girls laughed hysterically yet again.

Spesapalda put a friendly arm around her once more. "Oh, Donna Besch, you are incredible!"

"I... thank you," said Donna uncertain as how to take that.

Spesapalda looked excited. "But we still haven't gotten to the best part! What was it like when Egold took your virginity?"

"I... I don't know," Donna admitted.

"You don't know?" said Aargati.

"She doesn't know!" said Aaragati, holding up her hands.

"How could you not know, Donna Besch?" said Allegra.

"I... I was asleep."

"You fell asleep while having sex for the very first time?" Supina was incredulous.

"No! No, it wasn't like that at all!" Donna licked her lips. "I was very nervous, you see? So I asked Egold if our first night, we could just sleep together. Just sleep, you know? And he agreed."

"Of course he did," said Jajina, rolling her eyes. "And you thought you could sleep nude with a man, while he did nothing at all!"

"I wasn't nude... not exactly... I... I was wearing a nightie... a transparent nightie...."

"Oh, I stand corrected! You assumed you could spend the night dressed... in a transparent nightie... and he would do nothing with you! Nothing at all!"

"I... yes," said Donna. It had seemed so reasonable back then!

"Only it didn't quite turn out that way, did it?" Spesapalda said.

"No," said Donna. "Not quite!"

"Did you wake up right when he was entering you?" Cruela asked eagerly.

"Not... exactly," said Donna. She looked extremely uncomfortable. How much exactly did she want to reveal? She felt compelled to continue. "First I had dreams of... riding."

"Riding?" said Allegra.

"Riding?" said Supina.

"Riding a horse," said Donna. "Bareback."

The girls laughed so hard this time that Egold and Whiskey and Caldor and Fumeko and Daikan looked at them from afar, giving them very questioning stares. Whiskey pointed at Donna and said something to Egold and he seemed to pause, and then smile but then shake his head.

Spesapalda struggled to regain her breath. "So... so how long did you go riding... bareback?" She broke up into laughter again, just saying the word.

"I... I woke up to find Egold on top of me," said Donna, in a small voice.

"On top of you?" Allegra asked.

Donna nodded. "And inside me."

"On top of you!" said Aargati.

"And inside you!" said Aaragati. The blonde twins cracked up with laughter.

Donna gave a weak, embarrassed half-smile, as if trying to join in. "It was my first time having sex... and I slept right through the beginning of it!"

The girls laughed and laughed and laughed. Jajina and Cruela laughed so hard that they leaned against each other for support. Tears were coming out of Allegra's eyes as she slapped her thighs. Spesapalda simply kept looking at poor Donna and laughing and laughing on and on and on.

And then Egold and Fat Bastard and Whiskey and Caldor approached.

"What is so amusing here?" Egold growled, looking around for someone to blame or punish. His eyes fell on all of them, before landing on Donna.

"Oh, Donna Besch was just telling us the tale of how you took her the first time," said Spesapalda. "Including the horseback ride!" The girls laughed again.

"Did she? Is that what Donna Besch told you?" said Egold, and Donna could sense the anger building in him.

"Don't blame her," said Spesapalda, surprisingly putting a protective arm between them. "We forced it out of her. Anaiya's host is incredibly fucking amusing! You have to hold onto her, Master, you simply have to!"

"I intend to," said Egold, giving Donna a hard stare.

Suddenly, the Pattern appeared before them, the glowing maze of light paths etched into the ground. The same pair of statues flanked the entrance to it. On the far side was the glowing yellow furnace. The Source.

"Sulaka, it's time," said Fat Bastard.

A very scared looking girl who couldn't have been over the age of 18 with close cropped dark pubic hair and breasts went hesitantly to the entrance of the Pattern. Her ass cheeks were small and flat.

"I'm telling you again that this is not going to work," said Egold. "She's no more Karinko than I am."

"Thank you for your opinion," said Fat Bastard. "Proceed, my dear."

"I... I hear and obey, Master," she said, in a very timid voice. The frightened looking girl took a step onto the Pattern. It seemed to grab one foot and then another. Electrical sparks flew from the dotted line between the solid lit lines and danced around her feet and ankles. She started to move forward.

"Dance, dear! Don't forget to dance!" said Fat Bastard.

Sulaka started to wave her arms and wiggle her hips but they felt like small, pathetic gestures. As she approached the first block quadrant she passed a statue of another woman with her arms above her head much like Sulaka's was. The sparks at her bare feet were getting more intense now and lapping up her legs.

"Master! It hurts!" Sulaka cried.

"Keep going!" Fat Bastard cried. "And keep dancing!"

Sulaka kept wiggling and kept moving, but her body began to glow. Whiskey put a hand over her forehead and Caldor looked away. Soon her entire body glowed, then solidified, and when the glow faded, she was just another statue in the Pattern. The Pattern was suddenly empty, the glowing white lines inviting the next person to take their chances.

"You didn't have to do that," said Egold. "If you didn't want her anymore, you could have sold her."

"I could have," Fat Bastard admitted. "But I haven't seen any of you sending slaves into the Pattern lately. At least I tried." Abruptly, he turned away.

"She was not Karinko and he knew it," said Caldor. The other masters murmured disapprovingly.

"Perhaps Donna Besch will be the next Karinko," said Whiskey, giving Donna a very pointed stare.

"Perhaps," said Egold. "But not today," he said, putting a possessive arm around her. It felt good to be under his protection once again!