The Seed

Donna, I'm in big trouble! I need to see you soon! Meet me tonight!

A set of coordinates followed. Donna frowned as she looked at Herb's text message on her Pad. It seemed so unlike him to communicate in this way. Luckily, Egold did not require her services tonight. He was going to be in "special conference" with Sanantha. Donna knew whatthatmeant.

And so that evening Donna went to the posh side of town. She was surprised to find the coordinates Herb had given her led to an elegant mansion.

Herb was here?

Donna rang the doorbell and a set of chimes played. A man dressed as a butler answered. He had dark hair and crazy eyes. "Yes?" he said.

"I... I must have the wrong place," Donna stammered.

"You have been expected, Donna Besch."

Donna Besch. Not Anaiya.

********

The small mansion was opulent, with orange marble floors, ornate pillars, even beautiful parrots on tall stands and a small waterfalls at the base of a very elegant wrap around staircase. In the dining room was their host.

"Donna Besch. Thank you so much for coming," said Cicero, actually standing to get out of his chair. "Sit and join me. Please."

Please.

Donna sat.

"Regnat, where are your manners? Bring the food, now."

"Yes, Master."

Donna looked around the room, trying to take it all in.

"I'm sorry to lure you here on false pretenses. But if I had asked you to come, would you?"

"Probably not," said Donna. "But how did you know about me and Herb?"

"You'll find I know quite a lot, Donna Besch," said Cicero. "Starting with the fact that you are one of the rare hosts who have not Gone Away. It's a secret you should keep closely guarded."

"I will. Thanks," said Donna.

"Another secret, of course, is your relationship with Ihan, who you call Herb Rayburn. Does Egold know you are fucking him?"

"I... yes, but we don't talk much about it." Donna looked uncomfortable.

"Of course. And does he know that you have feelings for Herb, that he's not just a random sex partner?"

Donna took a deep breath. "No."

"Of course not. Egold can be the jealous type, can't he? We all know that. Rest assured, Donna, your secrets are safe with me. You believe me, don't you?"

"Yes," said Donna, feeling tense.

The food arrived. Donna was surprised by what was laid before her. "Pink lemonade... and space chicken with spice cubes! That's my favorite!"

"I know," said Cicero, as a plate of the same was given to him. "Dig in, Donna Besch."

Donna looked at the food hesitantly. Cicero sighed and forked a piece of space chicken, and chewed on it. When he saw Donna was still not eating, he said, "Would you like me to sample some of the food on your plate as well?"

"No." Donna forked a piece of space chicken in her mouth. Her eyes widened. "It's delicious!"

"Just like your Mom makes," said Cicero.

"How do you know so much about me?" Donna asked.

"Knowledge is my business," said Cicero.

They ate in silence for a time. The two servers, Supina and Regnat, stood attentively at the side. Donna felt increasingly uncomfortable about the looks Cicero was giving her. Finally, to break the silence she said, "I'm sorry about what happened last week."

"A minor setback. No more."

"She turned your chorus...."

"Into toilets? I noticed." He gave her a wary look. "It was meant to teach me a lesson. But it did the opposite."

"The opposite?"

"The way to get ahead in this game is to think for yourself. Omni is not going to be freed by throwing slave after slave into the Pattern. A new approach is needed. I'm the only one smart enough to figure it out."

"I'm convinced you are," said Donna.

"Flattery." Cicero gave a smile. "You're beautiful when you try to ingratiate yourself with me." He ate some space chicken. "And even if I am not the one to free Omni, I am convinced I will have value to him. The Great One will need competent rulers to govern in his stead. And who does he have to choose from? The tittering Japanese whose favorite words are "fucky fucky"? A woman so in love with her image in the mirror that she can't take her eyes off of it? A master with so much narcissism that he names himself after the Great One? No. He won't turn tothem."

"Why am I here?" Donna asked.

Cicero paused, and gave her a look. "You really don't know?"

"You say you are a man who gathers information. Do you want information about my Master?"

Cicero put down his fork with a clank and laughed. "Your master knows less than nothing that would interest me."

"Then... what do you want from me?"

Cicero smiled. So did Supina, and Regnat.

"You're the 'It' girl. Everyone's talking about you."

"Why?" Donna asked.

"Because of your beautiful hair. Your lovely brown eyes. Your firm round tits and your slender young body. They all want to have you."

"They?"

"The Masters. And I suspect several of them already have. Sanantha, almost certainly. And perhaps Fumeko?" Cicero gave her a probing look. "I too am curious... to sample your wares."

"My master... my master told me I was not to have sex with others without his permission or knowledge," said Donna.

"Then it's best he does not know. As I said before, that's what friends do. They keep secrets for each other. Wearefriends, aren't we, Donna Besch?"

Donna gave him a wary smile. "Yes. Wearefriends. I... I will have sex with you, Master."

"Cicero. Call me Cicero."

Donna's eyebrows shot up. "Yes... Cicero."

"You're not used to being treated like an equal, are you, Donna Besch? It's only a taste of what you could experience as my slave. I don't claim to treat my slaves like royalty, but my favorite ones enjoy lavish... benefits." He smiled at her. "I'm aware that I'm not nearly as handsome as your master. I'm not as tall and I certainly don't have all his muscles, especially the ones inside his head. But I'm a lot smarter than him, and a lot more interesting. I think... I think you could come to love me in time, Donna Besch." He gave her a long stare which caused her to shift in her seat. "And of course, with me you wouldn't have to sneak around to have sex with Herb Rayburn or Sanantha. You'd be free to have your side lovers as long as you were ultimately loyal to me. What do you say to that, Donna Besch?"

Donna felt her chest tensing up. "Egold would never let me go."

"You'd be surprised," Cicero said. "Still, it's something you're considering, perhaps for the very first time, isn't it?"

"I... I'm just a slave. It's not for me to say who owns or will own me," said Donna.

"A very proper answer. You have learned your lessons well. So well that I might not have known that you are actually more than Anaiya the simple third class whore if I didn't have a special... acuity," said Cicero. He put his fork down. "I think we're done here."

"Would you like some dessert, Master?" said Supina.

"I certainly would." He stood up, and extended a hand towards Donna.

********

Supina was undressing Donna, and Regnat was attending to Cicero.

"Doesn't anyone do anything for themselves here?" Donna asked.

"When I want them to," said Cicero.

Supina whispered in her ear as she took Donna's breast control collar. "You don't understand the honor the master does you. Inviting you to dinner. Treating you like an equal."

"When was the last time he did something like this?" Donna whispered back.

"Never," Supina whispered. She pulled down Donna's pants, and then her panties. Now she stood nude before him. Donna looked at Cicero's body. It was ordinary, with a bit of pudginess for a 50 year old man.That doesn't matter,Donna told herself.I can be attracted to Herb, who is extremely skinny. I can be attracted to anyone.

Cicero stared at Donna's body, eating her up with his up down gaze. Her perfectly round, firm breasts. Her ultrathick blonde pubic bush. Her slender legs and thighs. "You are truly beautiful." He stepped forward and cupped her breasts, smiling as he squeezed Donna's tits tenderly.

Donna watched him do it. "Do you like them?" She said nervously. "My Mom calls them-"

"Market melons," said Cicero, squeezing them firmly now. He loved squeezing her tits while enjoying the helpless expression on her face. "Market melons. Very apt indeed." He leaned forward, and Donna met him halfway, kissing him strongly. They ground their lips together for a long moment.

Then Cicero pulled back, and pulled her down to bed.

They made love.

Cicero plowed between Donna's legs, grunting and gasping as he worked his way up the orgasm ladder. He loved the feeling of the blonde slave's tight young body beneath him. "You have quite a sexy body, Donna Besch," he said as he thrusted.

"Thank you! You feel good too! Oh Cicero! Cicero! Really give it to me!" Donna cried.

SLAP!

Donna rubbed her sore cheek.

"Never lie to me," said Cicero. "You are permitted to feel whatever you feel, but never lie to me, Donna Besch."

Donna nodded. After that, they made love in silence. Donna didn't have toscreanto know that Cicero hungered for her. He loved her high cheekbones. He loved the way her blonde hair played over her shoulders. He loved her firm round tits and narrow waistline. For Cicero, the visuals of her sexy body was as appealing as the friction on the head of his cock inside of her.

He stared at her closely and in moments gasped. Donna felt her cunt filling up with piping hot liquid. She didn't attempt to fake an orgasm of her own. Instead, when he was done, she smiled and said, "Thank you for coming inside of me, Cicero. I hope I gave you a healthy and productive orgasm."

Cicero said nothing. He pulled out of her, his penis still glistening, and walked out of the room. A moment later, Supina entered the room. She gathered up Donna's clothes and threw them at her face.

"Get out," she said. "You have two minutes."

********

Whiskey was killing people. She was sending her slaves one by one into the Pattern. This looked to be a family of four, a mother, a father, and a grown son and daughter.

Donna couldn't help but watch over Allegra's shoulder even as the dark haired beauty kissed her and slipped a finger in and out of Donna Besch's blonde bushy cunt.

"What's going on there?" Donna asked, barely aware of the finger tunneling inside of her.

"She's getting rid of some slaves," said Allegra, shrugging her shoulders. "Spesi told me she fucked the son first. He had some kind of musical talent, or something. Then she fucked the father. He also had the talent. Then she fucked the daughter."

"Was the daughter attracted to women?" Donna asked.

"Does it matter? It's Whiskey," said Allegra.

Whiskey was the most beautiful woman in the world. She had thick blonde hair, high cheekbones, and large breasts... just like Donna Besch. But somehow the combination on Whiskey was irresistible. Donna had stared at her more than once and had sometimes wondered what it would be like to fuck her. Men and women alike were all attracted to her.

"And then she fucked the man's wife," said Allegra. "The wife caught her husband fucking Whiskey. So Whiskey offered to fuck the wife as well, and the wife agreed."

"What?" said Donna. "Are you sure that's right?"

"No one can resist Whiskey. No one," said Allegra.

Donna watched as the family of four, totally nude, danced in the Pattern. One by one they screamed and turned to stone. Whiskey wasn't even looking at them, standing in a circle talking and laughing with Fat Bastard and Ojafusa and Caldor.

"Why? Why just kill them like that? Why not trade them, or put them in the Corridor of Unused Slaves?" Donna always hated the Corridor, but compared to what she had just seen, maybe it was a blessing.

"She doesn't reward failure," said Allegra. "Now are you going to kiss me back, Donna Besch? I realize I'm not your precious Spesi, but you could at least pretend to be attracted to me!"

"There's no need to pretend. You're gorgeous, Allegra!" said Donna.

Allegra frowned, as if she didn't believe a word of it. "Then kiss me."

Donna pressed her lips against her sexy friend. As she did she squeezed one of Allegra's tits.

"Ummmm," said Allegra, sounding pleased. "Maybe you do like me, just a little." She inserted her tongue into Donna Besch's mouth and squeezed her ass tightly. Donna started to rub her pubis against Allegra's, making Allegra groan with pleasure again. The two were locked in lesbian love when Egold approached.

"Excuse me," he said politely.

The two immediately separated. "Oh! Master! I didn't see you coming," said Donna, wiping her lips.

"I can see that," said Egold, who noticed that Donna's blue tits were erect. "I'm here to tell you about a mission."

"A mission, Master?" Donna looked over at Allegra, who turned to go.

"There's no need," said Egold. "Allegra, tell Anaiya about Tyler Wenford."

Allegra frowned. "He's a stiff. He won't fuck anyone."

"Which means he won't fuckyou," said Egold.

"Totally dedicated to his wife. Rock solid," said Allegra.

"That's what Vagimoss said too," said Egold. "But he has a high ESPer ability, like Donna. He could be a very useful slave."

"My master decided he wasn't worth further time or effort," said Allegra.

"Well, I think otherwise. I want him seduced, fucked, and Seeded." His gaze turned to Donna.

"Me? You want me to do it, Master?" said Donna. "But... if Allegra and Vagimoss couldn't break him, what chance do I have?"

Allegra gave a disgusted look and walked away.

Egold stared down at her. "You can do it, Anaiya. And you will."

********

There was a corporate function.

Donna often met her prey at corporate functions. Sometimes she cornered them in supermarkets, or the gym, or on their way to or from work. But it was easiest finding them where she knew they were going to be.

Donna put on her tight blouse which showed off her market melons. She put on her short white skirt which showed off her long, creamy legs. She applied bright red lipstick and dark eye makeup. Lastly she inserted a Chikdik into her panties, making it stick out provocatively from her skirt.

Donna Besch was ready for the hunt.

She found Tyler at the corporate gathering talking to a woman, but constantly glancing through the crowd. His eyes caught hers briefly and moved on before returning back to her. This pleased Donna and she smiled at him.

He smiled back.

When Tyler left the woman and moved on to the snack table, Donna pounced.

"Why hello there," she said in a soft, musical voice. Her hand played over his back. "My name is Donna."

"Nice to meet you, Donna. My name is Tyler," he said.

"What a masculine name for a masculine man," Donna said, smiling at him. She screaned him and immediately sensed his ESPer power. And he was probably doing the same for her!

"You're very handsome, Tyler," she said, giving him an exaggerated look up and down. "Has anyone ever told you that?"

"Many women. Including my wife," Tyler grinned.

A cocky little bastard!Well, Donna could handle that. "Yes, charming Demetra. But does she satisfy you, Tyler?" Tyler barely blinked. He seemed unsurprised that Donna knew his wife's name.

"Very much," said Tyler.

"We both know that's not true," said Donna. "What are you, an 80? An 85 power ESPer?"

"92," said Tyler.

"So am I," said Donna, and they both smiled. "What is it like making love to a woman who doesn't have our rare gift?"

"It's wonderful," said Tyler. "I can feel her emotions. I can feel her lust for me."

"But can she feel yours?" said Donna. "Does she know how you liked to be touched when you're making love?" She ran a hand slowly up and down his back. "Does she know how you like to be complimented when you are rubbing your cock deep inside of her?" She stared deeply into his eyes and saw his doubt.Good. "Does she know exactly how you like your cock likes to be sucked?" She rubbed the imprint of the Chikdik on her skirt and grinned. "Does she know how much you want her to shout your name and tell you how much she loves you when she climaxes, instead of staring blankly at the far wall?"

Tyler took a deep breath and shuddered. "You... you're very intuitive. Even I can't read people like that."

"You can. If you take the Seed."

"The Seed?"

"It's an augmentation. It will expand your ESPer abilities tenfold. I can give it to you." Donna gave a small smile. She saw him weakening.

"I... I love Demetra. Flirting is one thing. But sex with another woman? I... I can't betray her."

"Then you'll never know what it's like to make love to a fellow ESPer," said Donna. "A fellow ESPer who can feel what you feel and give youexactlywhat you want at the moment you want it. You have decided you never, ever want to have mindblowing sex. You can have your fidelity, and live with that, and know you have denied yourself this pleasure forever. What will it be?"

She saw him teetering on the edge of a decision. All he needed was the tiniest of pushes.

"Oh well," Donna sighed, rubbing the round outline of her ass sticking out of her skirt. "I guess I'll have to find another ESPer for mindblowing sex." She turned and walked away."

"Wait!"

********

They made love. There was an amazing closeness to having sex with another ESPer, but for Donna it was simply a job. She was there to seduce and fuck and enslave. She tried to detach herself from it when when Tyler brought her to orgasm she cried out with genuine pleasure and joy. And then she rewarded him by giving him the Seed.

Tyler blinked and sat up in bed. "Something... you've done something to my mind!"

"That's right," said Donna. "And it's only going to get better and better."

They had sex every night until his Seed matured, five days later, and Tyler's True Identity emerged, a Proud Iskari Warrior named Tagnoh. Egold was pleased with her progress and brought them both to the White Room, where he instructed Donna to train him how to dance.

To dance.

Donna knew what that meant. She brought him onto the purple-aired dance floor where they danced. The multicolored dance floor was crowded with other slaves dancing vigorously. Occasionally a bright white light would shine down from above on various dancers and Donna would tense up, but during her training with Tyler nothing alarming happened.

Tyler seemed to enjoy it. He grinned as he danced with Donna, enjoying the movement of her hips and breasts as she swayed back and forth. Donna smiled back encouragingly at him.

"You seem to have a lot of apprehension inside of you, Donna," said Tyler, as they danced.

"You have a big task ahead of you," said Donna, swaying her shoulders as she danced.

"A big task?"

"You must walk the Pattern and free our master," she said.

Tyler glanced at the giant blue statue of Omni in the distance and shuddered. "I would prefer not to."

"You have no choice now, Tyler. And neither do I," said Donna.

The time came two days later when Egold observed their dancing and nodded, apparently satisfied. Donna pulled him over to the side. "Master, how can you know that he was dancing properly, in a way the Pattern would accept? I didn't even know what to teach him!"

"Instinct, Anaiya. It's all instinct."

And so some of the masters and their slaves watched as Tyler stood before the entrance to the Pattern. He knew what was being asked of him, but not the consequences for failure. He saw the stone statues in the Pattern but did not understand their significance.

A pair of stone sentinels guarded the entrance to the Pattern. One showed an older man and a younger woman locked in love. The other showed an older man, an older woman, and a young woman, also locked in coitus.

"All I have to do is to get the far end?" Tyler looked at the maze doubtfully. What was the catch?