The Seed

His name was John Astin. (Not that it mattered....)

After Seeding and fucking seven different men, Donna had lost interest in their identities and why they were being taken. John was a handsome man in his mid 20's who presumably had some singing or artistic or athletic or ESPer talent that Omni desired, but Donna didn't know and to be honest, she really didn't care.

She had a job to do and she was going to do it!

She found John Astin in his local supermarket, loitering in the cereal aisle, of all places.

"Hey there," she smiled at him.

"Hey," he said, giving Donna the briefest of looks. Then he looked at her a second time and smiled broadly.

A good sign.

"So many cereals," said Donna.

"Yes," said John.

"And so little time!" Donna flashed him a brilliant smile which clearly said I want to fuck you John Astin!

"True," said John.

"Would you like to fuck now?" Donna asked, more explicitly.

"What?" said John.

"You heard me." Donna gave him an amused look. "I want to fuck you, John Astin."

"How do you know my name?"

"A sexy blonde with big tits comes up to you and offers to fuck you, and your first question is that?" She looked him up and down mockingly. "Do you even like girls?"

"Of course I like girls!" said John.

Donna smiled.

This was all Donna Besch now!

Donna had allowed Anaiya to guide her through her first few seductions. But now she performed entirely on her own. She acted like the perfect seductress, a role she had never even dreamed of performing before she took the Seed.

But now it was as natural to her as putting on a pair of perfectly fitting high heels.

Donna touched John's arm. "I just know you would make an amazing fuck, John." She looked up at him with her big brown eyes. "I just know you want me."

"Want you? I just met you!" said John.

Donna grimaced. "You're a man. You've been thinking about my tits from the moment you saw me." It was true; she had screaned it. "I'll bet you have a nice cock." Her hand moved downwards. "A very nice cock!"

John Astin pulled her hand away, looking annoyed. "I don't know who put you up to this, but I'm not interested." He walked away, not looking back.

Donna Besch raised her eyebrows ever so slightly, not even looking miffed.

********

"Hel-lo, John," said a soft, musical voice.

John was at the gym, working on one the machines. He saw Donna Besch wearing tights which showed off every delicious curve of her breasts and ass. She sure had a fine looking body!

"Why thank you, dear," said Donna. "I've missed you."

John gave a hint of a smile, continuing his workout.

"You are going to be mine, John Astin! Completely! Intimately!"

"Am I?" John gave a cocky smile. "What do you really want from me?"

"Your cock! I want to suck on your cock, John Astin!" said Donna. She leaned forward and gave him a strong, passionate kiss. She screaned the excitement in his body. She was turning him on!

"Would you like me to suck on your cock, Johnny boy?" Donna asked.

John licked his lips. That kiss had stirred something deep inside of him.

"Lost your tongue? Maybe I can find it," said Donna. She licked her own big, thick blowjob lips seductively. Then she took her tongue and licked John's lips, making his nipples tingle.

"I... have a girlfriend," John said, stammering for the first time. Progress!

"Not a blonde, John," said Donna, in that same musical, playful voice.

"Have you... have you been spying on me?" said John, pulling his short over his gym shorts.

"Most definitely," Donna grinned, putting her hand over the part of his shirt covering his crotch. She squeezed and said, "You haven't really lived until you've fucked a sexy blonde, John." She stared into his eyes. "I want you. And I know you want me." She stared into his eyes with utter conviction.

"Maybe," said John, licking his lips. "Maybe I do. But... not right now." With an effort, he turned back to his workout.

Donna watched him for a moment. "Hm," she said, looking not remotely bothered, as she casually strode away from him.

********

John entered the stately elevator in the Federal Building, which had real fake wood paneling and almost antique mirrors, when someone darted in after him just when the door closed.

It was Donna Besch.

The elevator started to climb.

"You," said John.

"Me," said Donna Besch. She pulled a compression pistol out of her blouse, and looked for a reaction as she pointed it straight at him.

John looked at the gun and then at her. "I thought you wanted to fuck me. Not shoot me."

"I'll settle for what I can get," said Donna, impressed by his masculine coolness. She aimed the compression pistol lower, to his groin, to see if that got any further reaction. "I don't suppose I can shoot that. I'll be needing that, in just a few moments."

So she turned instead and shot the control panel. The elevator jerked and came to a sudden halt.

Alarm bells rang out in the distance.

"Are you crazy?" John cried.

"Yes! Crazy for you!" said Donna, dropping the pistol into her handbag. She pressed her bosomy body against him and kissed him hard. "I want to fuck you, John Astin!" she said feverishly between kisses. "I want to feel you in my hot, wet cunt!" She reached down and slipped her hand inside his pants and silky triangle. John gasped as he was intensely stimulated. When Donna kissed him again, he kissed her back for the very first time.

"Fuck me, John Astin!" she whispered, stroking his cock. She kissed him torridly. "Seed me, John Astin!" she whispered, feeling him getting hard. "Come inside of me, John Astin!" she said, looking him in the eyes.

The intensity of her arousal broke through whatever restraint he had left. John nodded numbly and said, "Yes... yes... we'll go to my place-"

"No! We do it right here, right NOW!" Donna opened his pants and lowered his silky triangle. There was no need to bother with the shirt. She quickly removed her own shirt and skirt as well. She was not wearing silkies or a control collar underneath; she was completely nude.

Donna pulled him down to the floor of the elevator. "Fuck me, right here and now, John Astin... or you'll never have me, not ever!"

That got John going. He immediately inserted himself inside of Donna and started thrusting like mad.

"We won't have enough time," he gasped.

"You won't last long inside me!" said Donna Besch. She smiled as she looked into one of the stately wall mirrors and saw John's ass pumping obediently in and out. Things were going exactly as she had planned!

John loved Donna's cocky confidence. He looked at her body, at her perfectly round tits, beautiful face, blonde hair, and father down her hourglass figure and realized she was the most sexy woman he had ever been with. He needed to have his head examined to have resisted her for so long!

"I know that!" said Donna as if she had just picked up his thoughts off the page of a holobook. "You enjoy having women chase after you. Your fantasy is to be seduced and taken. That's why most women don't have a chance with you."

"You know me so well," John gasped. He felt so close to Donna now. Finally, a woman who understood him! And so beautiful too! Could Donna could be the one for him?

"I'm afraid not," said Donna, as she felt his cock in her cunt.

"Afraid not what?"

"I only promised you an orgasm, not a wife," said Donna. "And slaves are not permitted to marry."

"What?" John said.

They heard banging on the doors of the elevator. "Hey, is everyone all right in there?"

"We're fine!" Donna shouted. She whispered, "Hurry up, John!"

"I need more time! I don't work well under pressure!" John hissed.

The elevator doors started to open a crack.

"I'd better stop. We'd better stop," John said.

"Don't you dare, John Astin!" said Donna. "You are going to come inside of my cunt, John Astin, and you are going to do it RIGHT NOW!" She wrapped her arms and legs around him in sweet imprisonment. The Seed was fully formed in her mind. All she needed was a moment of orgasmic distraction to implant it within him.

John started to pump her madly. Five sets of big, round ass cheeks bounced up and down in five mirrors, including the one on the ceiling. The elevator doors opened another inch. "I can kind of see them in there!" said a voice. "We're almost there, you two. Do you need paramedics?"

"Not yet, but he might in a moment!" Donna cried. She glared at John in such a sexually aggressive way. "Come for me, John Astin! Fill my cunt with the seed in your balls!" she growled.

"I... I can't... not... not quite ready...." John asked, working desperately to increase the friction on his cock head. He wasn't good at performing under stress like this!

"You can, John Astin, and you will, RIGHT NOW!" The inner walls of Donna Besch's cunt contracted obediently, and the additional friction on the head of John's cock sent him exploding inside of her. Donna, ever confident of this moment, launched the Seed into John's head. As John gasped from the dual experiences he was feeling, Donna was rewarded with a tremendous orgasm washing over her cunt and tit swhich made her shake and shudder.

Seeded.

The elevator doors pried open, revealing John's bare ass and Donna's heavy tits spilling out of the side of the sexual sandwich they formed.

"Maybe we were a few minutes too soon," said the grizzled fireman.

********

Egold sat sipping his fine wine as he admired his river view. "You Seeded him?"

"Yes."

"Did Anaiya do it, or did you, Donna Besch?" This was one of those very rare times he would call her that.

"It was me, Egold!" Donna said proudly. When he didn't respond, Anaiya spoke through her lips. "It was all Donna Besch. She manipulated him like a professional. You would have been very proud of her, Master."

"I'm sure." And then Donna saw just the hint of a smile on his face. "You should know that this was no ordinary assignment, Anaiya."

"Master?"

"Three other Seekers tried to acquire the subject. All failed. Including one of them you know. Vagimoss."

"Vagimoss? She's very pretty, Master!"

"So she is," said Egold, looking at Donna from over the top of his glass. "But you succeeded where she failed. You have become quite a valuable slave, Anaiya."

"Thank you, Master!" said Donna. Suddenly she felt a burning sensation in her groin. "Ow!"

"What is it?"

"My... my...."

"Show me," said Egold, standing up suddenly.

Donna rapidly removed her skirt and silky triangle. It felt like her skin was being burned! And then, as she removed her panties, the burning sensation stopped.

"What is it?" Egold asked.

"I... I'm not sure." Donna searched through her pubic hair for the source of the pain. Then she found it. There was now a red oval on either side of her labia. They hadn't been there before. No, not red ovals.

Eyes.

Omni's eyes.

Donna gasped as she looked down and saw Omni's eyes staring at her. "What... what is it?"

"Congratulations, Anaiya," said Egold. "You have been rewarded with the mark of a fine Seeker."

Suddenly Donna understood the meaning of all the alien symbols on Egold's body. They were like medals and awards!

Donna looked down at the bright red eyes glaring out from her cunt and shivered. She wasn't sure how honored she felt about that.

Egold waved his hand and a doorway filled with bright white light appeared. "Come, Anaiya."

********

"Omni... Omni... Omni....." They walked past the rows of slaves masturbating before the giant statue of Omni. Donna glanced at her master. His face was impassive. She was always a little nervous when he brought her to the White Room. But he couldn't be bringing her there for punishment, could he? He had just praised her for completing an assignment that no other Seeker could do!

They walked past the giant statue of Omni and passed by the Tree of Life. Slaves were hanging from it, their faces completely vacant. She glanced at her Master. Was this the day he put her on the tree. Egold would not make eye contact with her at all. Donna felt goosebumps on the back of her neck which didn't begin to fade until they had passed it.

And then they came to a familiar plant, a plant that Donna had seen before. She called it the Fuck Plant, a vertical green core which she and Egold had used to fuck and be fucked by Whiskey and Spesapalda. Whiskey and Egold had fucked into the plant and Donna and Spesapalda had been fucked from appendages coming out from the plant. Only this time their partners looked to be Sanantha and Herb Rayburn.

"Egold." Sanantha smiled and took a long, leisurely kiss. It seems the rift between them was healed. Then the giant redhead turned to Donna. "Anaiya. A little bird told me that you have achieved something of minor significance."

"Well, all I did was-"

"Kiss me."

Donna pressed her lips against the tall redheaded woman, and memories of a very steamy session in a steam room came to mind, a session where Sanantha rubbed her body erotically against Donna and they bonded emotionally and physically. The kiss was warm, but when Sanantha pulled back, her face was curiously blank. "I believe you know Ihan," she said.

Donna felt all eyes on her and was suddenly aware she had been asked a question. "Yes... I know Ihan."

"Anaiya," said Herb, giving her a little smile. "It's good to see you again."

"And you, Ihan," said Donna. "May I ask, what are we doing here?"

"What we are doing here, my curious little slave, is giving you your reward for your recent accomplishment," said Egold. "Sanantha will be paired with me, and you will be paired with Ihan. Does that suit you, little one?"

"Yes Master, of course!"

"Good." He pulled Sanantha by the arm and spoke in low tones a few feet away.

Donna did the same with Herb. "Herb, what is this all about?"

"Sanantha said you had earned a reward," said Herb.

"No, I mean, why you? Herb, that means they know. They know about us!" said Donna.

"What do they know?" Herb asked.

"That we've been together. That we've fucked. Maybe that we even have feelings for each other," said Donna. "Did you tell Sanantha anything?"

"Of course not!"

Donna risked a glance over at the two masters, who were still deep in conversation. "They're all telepathic. It's impossible to hide anything from them. Do you think about me?"

"All the time, Donna!"

Donna slapped him. "Well stop it!"

"It's hard to, Donna! I love you!" said Herb.

"I love you too, Herb," she whispered feeling pleased and terrified. "But we have to be discrete about it. Both of our Masters are the jealous type. Herb, there may not be a good time to tell you this, but I want you to know that I have Omni's eyes on my cunt."

"What?"

"I said, I have Omni's eyes on my-"

"Children!" Egold glared at them. "It's time."

Egold and Sanantha stood by the giant green plant. Both of them were suddenly nude now. Donna and Herb joined them.

"Are we all ready? Oh, I see we are not," said Sanantha. "Anaiya, some help with Herb, please?" And with that the mighty mistress got down on her knees and started sucking on Egold's flaccid cock.

Donna immediately joined her, getting to her own knees and sucking on Herb's penis. There was something powerfully erotic of kneeling side by side with Sanantha while she was sucking on Egold's cock and Donna was sucking on Herb's. The foursome dynamic made Donna feel even more aroused. Donna realized she had had sex at one time or another (or more than one time, actually!) with all three of the people around her!

Donna felt Herb's penis rapidly expanding inside her mouth. She looked up at him and saw him grin and wink at her. She winked back. She had never pleasured Herb in this way before but could be persuaded to make a habit of it. She was very much in love with him and wanted to please him.

Donna glanced over at Sanantha and Egold. The head of Egold's cock was being massaged between Sanantha's luscious lips. Donna felt a wave of jealousy, and tried to suppress it. She wished she was the one sucking on her master's cock. She looked at Egold's face. He gave her a little grin as if he had just read her mind, which of course he probably had.

She turned her attention to Herb. Herb was gasping and looking very self absorbed. Donna felt very pleased. She liked sexually pleasuring Herb. This puny skinny boy had somehow found a secret way into her heart, a way entirely different from the way Egold had dominated and conquered her.

Donna and Sanantha pulled out simultaneously, revealing two erect cocks. The females exchanged satisfied looks. Then they stood up and took their place before the giant plant. Egold and Sanantha took places opposite each other, and Herb and Donna did the same.

Then all four of them pressed against the plant as one. Egold and Herb inserted their cocks inside the plant, and as they did so the plant launched curved phalluses which entered Sanantha and Donna Besch.

"Ah!" Sanantha and Donna cried out as one. They turned and exchanged girlish giggles. It was always nice when Sanantha let her guard down like this. There were two Sanantha's in Donna's mind: the hard, cruel, jealous mistress, and the passionate loving girlfriend. It was hard to reconcile her radically different personality traits with each other.

They started to make love to each other through the plant. Every time the males pulled out, so did the phalluses in the girls' cunts; and every time they inserted themselves into the plantlike rod once more, the phalluses reentered the girls as if they were the men's cocks themselves. In that way they indirectly made love to each other, but it felt like a very direct connection.

Donna looked over at Egold and Sanantha. They had obviously reconciled. Sanantha's heavy breasts, which were much bigger than Donna's, were heaving as she gasped with every thrust into her pussy. Egold's face and muscular chest was covered in a sheen of sweet and he had a very determined look on his face as he thrust into the plant. His eyes were only for Sanantha at the moment, which made Donna feel just a bit insecure.

What was she doing? She should be focusing on her partner! She turned her gaze to Herb, who gave her a little knowing grin as if he sensed her jealousy. That was one of the increasing number of things she loved about Herb. He was so understanding! And so easy to talk to! Even Ryan, her former fiance, had never been this easy to talk to! She wondered what had happened to Ryan since the last time she had seen him.

What was she doing? She was once again thinking about everyone except the person she was being fucked by! She looked at Herb and mouthed "sorry", making him grin even more. He looked so handsome! Even though he had a perfectly flat chest which looked nothing like Egold's, the view of this skinny, thin boy pounding into her cunt through the plant somehow sent waves of sexual pleasure through Donna's cunt. Why was she so attracted to him? Physically, if anything, he was unattractive, not her type at all!

As Herb fucked the plant over and over, sending the phallus deep in and out of her cunt, Donna wondered again about the implications of their pairing. They knew, Egold and Sanantha, but how much did they know? Did they view Herb as a casual sex partner for her, or were they aware of her feelings for him? Feelings could be dangerous when two sets of unpredictably jealous masters were involved.

Donna looked down at her cunt, which was being spliced by the green phallus. She saw the red eyes which had been burned in on either side of her cunt. She now had the eyes of Omni on her cunt. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. Actually Donna was sure how she felt about that, she just didn't want to think about it!

Another uncomfortable thought: She was a full fledged Seeker now. She had gone from being a shy virgin who was saving herself for marriage to becoming a sex slave for a strong, dominant alpha male, and now had transformed even further into a woman who would fuck any and all complete strangers who her master required her to. And she was enjoying it! Every time Donna planted the Seed inside a new slave's mind, the Seed (Anaiya?) stimulated her clit and her cunt, giving her a tremendous orgasm. She found she was looking forward to that now, looking forward to Seeding new male slaves so she could experience that orgasm. After bringing in only eight slaves she found she was getting addicted to it, and no longer had any moral qualms about enslaving anyone in the name of Omni.