The Seed

They were jogging.

Donna Besch was jogging with Egold.

Her lover.

Her master.

Egold had taken a shy virgin, who was engaged to be married to an engineering student named Ryan Walters, and so thoroughly turned and twisted her mind that she now loved him. He had taken her virginity on the very same night he had taken her love and loyalty for Ryan. And now Donna Besch was a very, very eager to please Third Class Whore named Anaiya.

Egold knew, of course, that the real Donna Besch had not Gone Away. He really should have put her on the Tree of Life to drain her remaining personality. But he found something appealing about the unique combination of Anaiya's obedience and Donna Besch's raw display of emotions.

And so they were jogging together through the campus of the University of Vega. Egold attracted some stares from the women; he was tall, and broad shouldered, and well muscled and blonde. But clearly it was Donna Besch who attracted the most attention. She had dyed her hair blonde to match his. She had high cheekbones and sensitive brown eyes. She had perfectly round breasts, augmented by the padded breast control collars which Egold had bought her. Donna had big tits and a round ass and in her tight shirt and short shorts she attracted quiet a lot of attention.

Egold smiled at her. He liked showing off his property. Donna was not just another possession; she wasSuldaddah, a highly desired slave who gave goodSulkaltesh.

Donna smiled back at him. Love was clearly in her eyes. The way she jogged with him was highly symbolic;she would follow him anywhere.

When they got back to Egold's luxury apartment, which on the 20th floor had an excellent view of the river and the forest beyond, Egold opened a bottle of water and took a long drink. He passed the bottle to her and enjoyed the sight of his sweaty, sexySuldaddahswallowing. There was something distinctly erotic about it. Donna had only managed to swallow his cum once, but the memory of it was still fresh in his mind.

"Why don't I take a shower while you get dinner ready?" Egold suggested.

"No!" said Donna, hugging him tightly.

"No?" said Egold, with an amused grin. "You dare say no to your master? Slaves have been put on the Tree of Life for less than that."

"No! I mean, no, master, I am not saying no," Donna babbled. "I... I just have a better idea." She hugged him tightly and rocked against him to let him know exactly what that idea was.

"I don't know," said Egold. "I'm kind of tired from that run we just did."

"Let me renew your energy, Master," said Donna, rubbing against him. "Sex will help you build up an appetite."

"It will?" Egold grinned.

"Yes!" She kissed his face tenderly and then whispered hotly in his ear. "I want to feel you near me, master! I want to feel you inside me! I don't feel like a whole woman unless you're inside me!"

Her words, her look, and the feeling of her pressed against him excited Egold. It was a little game they played. Egold, of course, had fully intended to take Donna before dinner. He just pretended to be reluctant because he enjoyed making Donna beg for it. It was the kind of passion he had come to expect not from Anaiya but from Donna Besch herself.

"Oh, all right," he said, sounding most reluctant, as he let himself be led to the bedroom. In moments they were making love. Egold was pounding his blonde slave's pussy while Donna looked lovingly into his eyes. "I love it when you make love to me, Master! I love being your slave!"

"I know you do, my preciousSuldaddah," said Egold, moving his penis in and out of her. Her body was so perfect! She had a narrow waist, and big, round firm breasts.

Donna smiled slyly at him as she felt his big, hard Iskari cock coursing in and out of her. "Do you remember the first time you took me, Master?"

"How could I forget?" Egold grinned, giving her a steely look as his rod dipped neatly into her cove.

"I was being such a silly goose," said Donna. "I stripped naked but was still too shy to let you fuck me." She smiled as she felt his blue cockhead rub her insides. "So I suggested we sleep together, just sleep together the first night. Do you remember that?"

"I do indeed," Egold grinned. "You were indeed being quite the silly goose."

"And then after I went to sleep, snuggling by your side, I woke up to find you on top of me.Insideof me!" She gave him an accusing stare. "You simply took me! You wanted my cunt, and you just took it without asking! At first I was soooo outraged!" She reveled at the feeling of his cock inside of her. "But it felt so good! You were being a man, a real man. You just took what you wanted!"

"I am glad the memory is as pleasant for you as it was for me," said Egold, as he looked down at Donna's big round tits. "You were learning at that moment how wonderful it was to be a slave, even before I had Seeded you."

"And then you Seeded me in more ways than one that night, didn't you, Master?" Donna remembered how the Seed had been planted in her mind even as her master had filled her cunt to overflowing with a seed of a different kind. Donna felt a chill in her tits at the memory of it. "Oh, Master, I love you so much!"

"I am fond of you too," said Egold, pausing between thrusts as if considering. "I have had many slaves, Anaiya. But you are one of the most... memorable."

Donna looked hurt. "Is that all I am, Master? Memorable?"

"Notable," said Egold, gasping as his penis tightened up.

"Notable?" said Donna.

"Remarkable," said Egold, gritting his teeth.

"Remarkable?"

"Incredible!" Egold gasped. "You're incredible, Anaiya!" He released inside of her, filling her with the seed from his oversized balls. The liquid heat sent Donna over the edge, and her body convulsed as she enjoyed her own well earned release.

Afterwards, when they lay in bed, Egold asked, "How is your musical training going?"

"Going?" said Donna, rubbing her sopping wet pussy. "It's... progressing, Master."

********

Sanantha, the six foot two giant redhead, had tried to kill Donna during theIskariata, the ritual dagger fight between the two women. She was in love with Egold and considered Donna a threat to her affections. She had knocked Donna down and had a glowing dagger to her throat... but then had relented at the last minute, for reasons unknown to Donna.

And now she was teaching Donna how to play theKeelna, a three branched flute of sorts which curved upwards over her head and nearly into her ears. They sat in the White Room, in the middle of white nothingness, as random slaves with curious eyes walked by.

Before Donna was a slender green plant which had sprouted out of the ground which was also white nothingness. It was almost waist high. Donna had been blowing on theKeelnafor more than an hour, but the plant would grow no taller. It needed to grow taller and bear the Fruit of Life. If it did and Donna ate it and survived, it would be a sign that she wasKarinkoand could walk the Pattern and bring aboutFanshen,freeing the Great One from his eternal captivity.

"Concentrate, Anaiya," Sanantha said, staring at her hard.

"I am concentrating!" Donna said, who was growing frustrated by her failure. "I mean... yes, Mistress."

"Think of your great love for Omni. Let it course through you," said Sanantha.

Donna started to say something, thought better of it, then shook her head.

"But of course, you don't love Omni, do you? Not enough of you, anyway," said Sanantha. "Anaiya the third class whore does, but not Donna Besch, the naughty little girl who was supposed to have Gone Away weeks ago. Egold would have done better to put you on the Tree of Life. Once your temporary personality was purged, you would be a much more effective slave."

"Then why don't you tell him that!" said Donna hotly.

"He knows, of course," said Sanantha, giving a little smile. "All right, Donna Besch. We can be honest with each other, can't we? When we are alone I will call you by your real name. But when we are around others you must be Anaiya, you understand? If the other masters believe you are still inside Anaiya, they will pressure Egold to put you on the Tree of Life."

Donna frowned. For a moment, Sanantha sounded like she was actually concerned for her!

"Try again, Donna Besch."

Donna put theKeelnato her lips. She started to blow on it, playing gentle alien music. The plant wavered slightly.

"Focus on intense feelings, Donna Besch." The busy redhead put her hand on Donna's naked thigh. She started to stroke her ever so slightly. Her fingers barely touched the edges of Donna's bright blonde pubic hair, but her touch was electric. "Think about Egold fucking you. Think about him making love to you. Think about him sticking his cock inside of you... yes, the very first time, the time you've thought about over and over... the time he took you while you were asleep... the time he filled your cunt with his seed for the very first time... the time your master filled your cunt with hot, sticky Iskari Seed... while also inserting a psychic Seed... a psychic Seed to enslave your mind and made you his forever and ever....."

Donna was gasping as she blew into theKeelna. It felt like she had just run a mile. her face and chest were red and her eyes were wide and her blue nipples were as hard as pebbles. Her body was trembling as weird alien music came out of the three outlets, above her head, next to her left ear, and left to her right ear. The plant stem trembled, and grew taller, taller, taller.

Sanantha's eyes widened as the plant started to bud, as if growing a fruit. It quivered... quivered... quivered....

And then Donna Besch gasped, dropping theKeelna. "No more!" she cried. "It's hurting my head! I can't do any more!"

"Very good," said Sanantha. "You're making progress, Donna Besch."

********

Sanantha opened a door out of the White Room leading back to her apartment, which is where they had started from.

"Thank you for the lesson, Mistress," said Donna stiffly. "I'm sure my master will be pleased."

"I'm sure he will," said Sanantha, casually walking to the kitchen.

"When do you want me to come back for my next lesson?" Donna asked, turning to the door.

"Tomorrow," said Sanantha. "Are you in a hurry to leave, Donna Besch? Come, have some coffee with me. I have a spiced Jamaican blend, made by real black people on Earth. Very expensive."

And so Donna Besch found herself having coffee with Sanantha. Donna found this...odd. The woman was acting uncharacteristically friendly towards her. Donna watched the coffee being prepared like a hawk but only felt her sense of alarm rise when Sanantha poured two cups on expensive china and handed one to her. "Try it," she said simply.

Donna Besch looked at the coffee cup and then at Sanantha. Just a few days ago the 6 foot 2 inch redhead had tried to murder her in front of her master. And now she was insisting she drink coffee with her.

The coffee is poisoned.The thought jumped into her head.She still wants me dead, but is going to kill me in a way which will make it look like natural causes.

"You think the coffee is poisoned?" Sanantha looked amused. "Maybe it is. Drink, Donna Besch!"

Donna's hand trembled. Sanantha wanted to kill her again!

"Drink, Donna Besch! Your Mistress commands it!" Sanantha thundered.

Donna Besch reached out with her ESPer senses. With an ESPer rating of 92 she had acute senses. She reached out with her mind and frowned.

"No," she said simply.

"No?" said Sanantha. The giant redhead stood up abruptly over her. "You dare say no tome?"

"No," said Donna Besch firmly. "What I meant was, you have no intention of killing me. Whatever your former intentions were, you actually like me now, for some reason. The coffee... is perfectly safe." And she took up her cup and sipped on it. "You were right, Mistress. It is a unique blend produced by the most virtuous black hands on Earth."

Sanantha's harsh expression melted into a wicked smile. She started to chuckle softly as she sat back down and sipped her own cup.

"Come, Donna Besch. Let us talk, woman to woman, master to slave."

********

Donna was surprised to learn that Egold had enslaved Sanantha originally. But it did explain the obvious connection between the two of them.

"I was a gymnast. A gold medal winner," said Sanantha. They were sitting on her comfy couch now, side by side. "I had everything going in my life, my athletic career, an adoring boyfriend, everything. Just like you," she said pointedly, as if she somehow knew about Ryan, Donna's former fiance.

"And then Egold came to one of my practices. I fell for him immediately."

"How?" Donna wanted to know.

"His smile," said Sanantha. "All it took was one smile. One smile to forget all about my loyalties to Doug and my career. I slept with him on our very first evening together. Gladly. When Egold enslaved my mind, it was the happiest day of my life." She took another sip of Jamaican coffee. "It was the most amazing week. Being Seeded. Being trained. I basically lived in his apartment for six days. Six wonderful days of fucking and being fucked and serving his every whim."

"What happened on the seventh day?" Donna asked.

"My Seed matured, of course," said Sanantha. "I learned I was a master, not a slave. It's rare, but it does happen. Haven't you wondered where the masters come from? Omni was Seeded by Whiskey. Did you know that? And I was Seeded by Egold." She took another sip. "Once my Seed matured, everything changed. One master couldn't be the slave of another master. Much as Omni might like to think so. Everything changed between me and Egold. A lot of the closeness between us was... lost. I like to feel he still feels the same attraction for me that I do for him... but that would not be true. Egold can't truly love an equal." And she cast a knowing glance at Donna Besch as she said it.

Her glance turned into a stare which made Donna uncomfortable. "I know you love him, Donna Besch. But if you want to be strong, be prepared for your heart to be broken... more than once." And then she reached out and planted an incredibly soft kiss on Donna's lips.

********

The following day Donna returned to Sanantha's apartment. The tall redheaded woman casually strode over to her and kissed her on the lips. Donna responded automatically. She shivered as the giant redhead looked her up and down.

"Ready for another musical lesson, Donna Besch?"

Donna nodded.

They entered the White Room.

For some reason Donna was more aware than usual of her nudity as she and Sanantha walked down the Corridor of Idle Slaves. Donna, like all slaves, was nude every time she entered the White Room.

Sanantha was wearing a bright red dress with high collars but a plunging neckline showing off her heavy tits. The dress had a red slit which allowed her to reveal her left leg as she walked. The red headed beauty had super bright red hair cut short like a boy, but a very feminine face with a pert nose which allowed her to carry it well.

As they walked Donna sensed her Mistress's gaze on her tits and her cunt. Shescreanedthat there was something that Sanantha was enjoying about her.

When they got to the White Room proper, they saw the master known as Fat Bastard talking to a naked brown haired beauty. He looked up when he saw Sanantha and Donna and gave Donna Besch's body a vigorous up and down gaze.

"Have you brought me a little snack, Sanny?"

"In your dreams, Krell," she said. She and Donna walked past him.

"When are you and I going to get it on, Sanny?"

"WhenFanshenoccurs," said Sanantha, not looking back.

"Then let us hope it is soon!" Fat Bastard called after her.

"He disgusts me," Sanantha confided to Donna. "They all do."

Not all of them, Donna thought.

Sanantha drilled Donna on theKeelnaagain. Donna squirmed under Sanantha's intense gaze. There seemed to be something... additional this time as Sanantha seemed to stare at Donna's tits and the joining between her legs. Sanantha lightly touched Donna's arm and shoulder as she encouraged her, and Donna felt a tingling go down her spine every time.

They broke off much more quickly than last time, perhaps half the time they had spent practicing previously, and Donna had barely managed to get the vine to travel an inch or two higher than last time. She looked inquiringly at her red headed mentor.

"It's enough for today," said Sanantha. "Let's go back to my place." She waved her hand, and a bright white door appeared....

********

They were sitting on the couch once more. Donna felt Sanantha's intense stare. "You're such a beautiful woman, Donna Besch."

"I... thank you, Mistress."

"Egold must enjoy your body," said Sanantha.

"I... I think he does, Mistress," Donna stammered.

"I think he does too," Sanantha agreed. "Show me your body."

"Mistress?"

"Do I have to ask twice?"

"No, Mistress!" Donna got up and hurriedly removed her shirt as she wondered where this would lead. It couldn't simply be idle curiosity, as Sanantha had seen her nude just moments ago in the White Room. Once her shirt was off, she reached behind herself and unlocked her breast control collar. As her control collar cups came off the blonde cutie dipped her head submissively.

Sanantha lifted her chin with her fingers. "Can you still be shy after all this fucking? I begin to see why Egold hasn't yet put you on the Tree." She reached out with both hands and started to squeeze Donna's blue tipped breasts. "You have very nice tits, Donna Besch."

"I do?" Donna said.

"You say it as if this is the first time you've heard it," said Sanantha. Donna laughed, and Sanantha smiled as she continued to squeeze Donna's young titshard. "Nice and firm! Just the way I like them! And perfectly round! Do you know how many girls would kill for perfectly round tits like these? Just hope that one of the Mistresses don't get jealous and take your tits for their very own."

"What?" said Donna, sounding confused.

"Body parts can be removed and transferred in the White Room."

"Really?"

"Anything is possible in the White Room," said Sanantha. She continued to squeeze Donna's breasts. "Do you like my touch, little one?"

"I... yes, Mistress," said Donna.

"Are you saying that as the eager to please whore Anaiya, or is thattrulyDonna Besch's opinion?" Sanantha asked cynically, as her hands continued to squeeze Donna's fleshy mounds.

"A... a little of both, Mistress." Donna swallowed as she stood there, letting her tits be roughly fondled by the giant redhead. "It... it is sometimes hard to know where Anaiya ends and Donna Besch begins."

"An honest answer," said Sanantha. She abruptly pulled her hands away and was pleased to see the young blonde girl frown. "And now the rest."

It is foolish to be shy,Donna thought as she removed her skirt.She's already seen me naked many times.But somehow it feltdifferentas she removed her silky triangle and could actuallyscreanthe intensehungeringas her mistress stared at her cunt.

No one spoke for a moment as Sanantha stared at her pussy and licked her lips repeatedly. Finally she said, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a pretty cunt, Donna Besch?"

Donna felt her body trembling. "Yes, Mistress."

"Well, they're right." Sanantha sat down on the couch and patted her own thighs. "Come. Come and sit down on my lap, Donna Besch."

Donna slowly sat down on the busty redhead's lap. Sanantha was wearing a short skirt so Donna's bare legs lay over hers. The feeling of skin on skin excited her. Sitting there completely nude on the big redhead's lap made Donna feel a bit like a toy, a toy to be played with....