The Seed

The Story of Donna & Thomas Besch

The Story of Donna & Thomas Besch

"It was a piece of cake."

Her sister's parting words rang in Donna Besch's ears. Elizabeth Besch was full of smirks as she adjusted the strap of her breast control collar under her shirt with one hand and petted her blonde hair with the other in a very self-congratulatory way.

"I hope you learned something, Sister." Liz's tone was clearly mocking as she stood by the front door of the Besch household.

"I never thought he would do that. What he did with you," said Donna, in a stunned voice.

"He's a man," Elizabeth smirked. "They're all the same." She kissed Donna on the lips and left.

But he wasn't just a man. Thomas Besch was theirfather.

*********

The following morning, Tom Besch had a very guilty look on his face and he avoided contact with Donna almost entirely over breakfast, even as they sat opposite each other. The one or two times he glanced at her, he quickly looked away when she looked back at him.

He's embarrassed, Donna thought.He's embarrassed that I saw what he and Liz did in the shower.This was not typical behavior for newly Seeded slaves. But then, Donna had never seen a daughter seduce and Seed her father before.

Hannah Besch did not seem to notice her husband's discomfort. "Dear, I'm going to defrost nuclear pork chops for dinner tonight. Does that suit you?"

"It suits me fine," said Tom quietly. "Where is, where is Liz?"

"I'm not sure. She wasn't here when I got up. Perhaps she left for school early. She does that sometimes," said Hannah.

Tom nodded slowly. Then he looked directly at his daughter. "Donna, will you see me after breakfast?"

"Of, of course, Dad," Donna stammered.

After Tom munched on the last piece of space bacon and finished his glass of nuclear orange juice, he dabbed his lips and got up and walked to his study. Donna followed him.

"Close the door, Donna."

Donna did.

Thomas Besch took a deep breath and ran a hand through his reddish brown hair. "I was intending to speak to your sister as well, but I guess that will have to wait." He ran a hand through his hair a second time! And then he began. "Donna, I am deeply, deeply sorry for what I did last night."

"You didn't do anything to me, Dad!" Donna protested.

"But I did. I violated the sacred trust that you and Elizabeth have in me. I did things with your sister that no father should ever do with his daughter. I intend to apologize to Liz when I see her tonight. But I can only imagine the effect it had on you, seeing... seeing your sister and I in the shower... doing things... things like that."

Donna remembered the scene of Elizabeth fisting her father's cock. She remembered Tom's moans as he climaxed. She remembered the stream of fresh sperm flowing over the back of Liz's hand onto the shower floor as the tension in her father's balls was radically eased.

"It's all right, Dad. Really," said Donna.

"It'snotall right," Tom Besch frowned. "I let you down as a father."

"You shouldn't blame yourself. Liz seduced you! She got you drunk and seduced you! It was all on her!" said Donna.

Thomas Besch shook his head. "If I were a good father, I would never have given in to it."

"Daddy, youarea good father!" Donna flew into his arms and hugged him tightly. "The best!"

Tom smiled as he caressed his daughter's blonde hair. "Thank you, Honey. It means so much to me." He stroked her hair slowly, savoring the silkiness. "I just have one more favor to ask you."

"Mom," said Donna.

"Yes, your mother," said Tom.

"Say no more!" said Donna. "She won't hear a word of it, not from me!"

Tom smiled. "You're so darling." He looked at her with love in his eyes. "I don't know what I did to deserve such a perfect daughter as you."

"Dad! I'm not perfect!" Donna blushed.

"But you are. Beautiful and kind and understanding... sometimes I wished your mother was more like you, at least in the lattermost category," said Tom. He touched his head and frowned.

"Are you in pain, Dad?" Donna asked.

"It's nothing," he smiled. "A hangover. That Black Justice Whiskey really hits the head hard. It must be the legacy of slavery from 700 years ago. That will always be the white man's burden, Honey." He squeezed her shoulder and smiled. "Time to get to work. See you later, Kiddo."

*********

Tom had a job in construction management for the World Government. He worked on building massive apartment complexes, each one capable of housing hundreds of families in tiny cube like boxes which the World Government said was the ideal size for colonial families on Vega II in order to protect and conserve the environment. But today he couldn't keep his mind on his work. He felt an aching in his balls that only grew as the day progressed. He looked at his blonde assistant Shelly and imagined banging her. But really foremost in his mind was Elizabeth.

He needed Elizabeth!

When he got home that evening he was almost frantic with desire.

"Where is she? Where is she?" he said.

"Where is who, dear?" Hannah asked, as she prepared to put the space pork chops in the oven.

"Elizabeth!" Tom cried.

"Oh. I got a text from her this morning," said Hannah. The round curves of the blonde housewife's ass was sticking out of her white pants.

"What did it say?" Tom asked. His hands were trembling.

Hannah bent over the stove, making her big round ass stick out even more. "She went on a trip with her class. A social justice retreat in the countryside. They're going to study racism and sexism, why white people are bad and why men are even worse. That should really look good on her college application, shouldn't it?" She smiled at her husband fetchingly.

"When is she coming back?"

"Uh, three or four days, I think," said Hannah. She lifted a second small tray of pork chops to put into the oven.

"Three or four days!" Tom cried. His groin was aching. He needed releasenow!

He grabbed his wife and kissed her strongly.

"Tom! You're going to make me drop the pork chops!" Hannah cried.

"Drop them then!" Tom roared. He kissed her again, rubbing his hands up and down her back.

Hannah glanced at Donna's amused expression. "Tom, not in front of the children! Can't this wait until after dinner?"

"No, it can't!" Tom took his wife by the hand and led her away. A few seconds later Donna heard the bedroom door slam behind them.

********

When her father and mother emerged an hour later, they had their long delayed dinner. Hannah Besch's hair was messy and she had red marks on her neck.

Dad must have banged her real good,Donna thought. After dinner she found her father watching an assball game on holo. But it was clear he was still restless.

"Is everything all right, Dad?" Donna asked.

Tom Besch glanced around to be sure they were alone. "I made love to your mother three times tonight."

"That's... nice," said Donna, unsure how to respond to that.

"Three times I came inside of her, Donna. Thrice," said Tom Besch. He bit his lip.

"Daddy, what's wrong?" said Donna.

"I'm still hungry. I'm still hungry forher," said Tom. And it was clear he didn't mean his wife. "I need to see your sister, Donna! I need to apologize to her rightnow!"

It was clear what he meant by that, and it had nothing to do withapologizing.

"Donna, do you know where she's gone? Where I can find her?" Tom asked.

"I... I'm not sure, Dad," said Donna, shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

"I sent her messages, but she's not responding!" Tom grabbed her arm. "Find her, Donna! Find her and tell her I need to see her as soon as possible!"

"All right Dad," Donna gulped.

She found her sister right where she expected her, sitting on Egold's lap in his living room. Both of them were completely naked. Elizabeth was giggling over something Egold whispered in her ear while he squeezed one of her tits with a giant grin on his face.

"If it isn't the third class whore!" Elizabeth announced as Donna came into the room. "How is Dad doing?"

"Not so well," Donna said.

"Awwww...." Elizabeth got up and stretched her legs, showing off her bright red cuntlips which were dripping with wetness. She put her hands on her hips and rotated them with a grin. "You can soothe him, sister."

"He needs you, Elizabeth," said Donna, staring at Liz's dripping wet cuntlips. "You're the one who Seeded him!"

"I am afraid that Labian is too busy right now," said Egold.

"Busy with what?" Donna asked.

Elizabeth sat back down on Egold's lap and resumed kiss him.

"Stuff," Elizabeth explained.

"Don't tell me your plan was to Seed my father and just leave him in agony!" said Donna.

"Anaiya would never be so concerned about the plight of Thomas Besch," Egold observed.

"No she wouldn't," said Elizabeth. "That's definitely coming from Donna Besch. Tell me, Egold, why haven't you put her on the Tree of Life yet?"

"The thought has crossed my mind on more than one occasion. I confess I do not have a good answer for that," Egold mused. He paused, considering, then turned to Donna directly. "If you are so concerned for him, Anaiya, you may train him."

"Me, Master?" said Donna. "Are you ordering me to fuck my father?"

"Oh no, no no no!" said Egold.

"No no no!" Elizabeth agreed, her naked body squirming in his lap.

"We wouldneverwant you to do anything that would make you uncomfortable, would we, Labian?" Egold asked.

"No, we never would," Elizabeth agreed, as she ground her ass against her master's erection.

"You may have sex with your father, Anaiya, but only if you want to. It is all up toyou!" said Egold.

"Your choice entirely, Sister," Elizabeth grinned, as she rubbed intensely against her master's hairy cock.

"It's my... c-choice?" said Donna.

"You can fuck him, if you wish. Or you can leave him in agony. The choice is yours," said Egold.

Some choice, Donna thought.

"The Seed will permit you to give him release. I have seen to it," said Egold. "If you so choose."

"Yes, Master," Donna sighed. She turned to go.

"Oh Anaiya! One more thing," said Egold.

She turned back to him.

"I have a message I want you to deliver to your father."

"A message?" said Donna.

"I have sent it to your Pad. Be sure he gets it," said Egold.

What message could this be?

"Yes, Master."

"Have fun, Sister," said Elizabeth, right before her lips encased her master's bright blue cockhead. Egold groaned at the sensation as Donna turned and left, already forgotten.

********

The message.

It was not a message at all.

It was a holo.

A holo of Donna.

A holo of Donna Besch masturbating wildly!

"Uh uh uh uh," Donna gasped. Donna watched the holo of herself, fully nude, rubbing her fingers inside her hairy cunt. Her eyes were wide, her mouth was open, and she was staring straight into the camera as she openly pleasured herself.

Donna winced. This was a holo she had made and given to Egold when she had first been Seeded. Ironically she had made the holo as a compromise to herself, to prevent herself from giving into the temptation to have sex with Egold. What eventually happened of course was unavoidable. But she had forgotten about this holo... until now.

What would happen when her father saw it? What would he think?

He would think that Donna wanted to fuck him.

That was the purpose of it.

For a moment Donna considered disobeying and not turning the holo over to her father.

You're not thinking of disobeying, are you, Donna?

"No, of course not, Anaiya. You would never let me disobey, would you?" said Donna aloud. She had no choice.

She must obey.

********

"You've heard from her? Have you heard from her?"

When Tom got home from work he was as anxious as ever. Donna talked to him in his study, out of earshot of her mother. "Yes," said Donna. "Elizabeth sent me... sent me a message to give to you."

Technically she wassupposedto say the message was from Egold. But Donna couldn't find a single reason to explain why Egold would send her father a holo of his girlfriend masturbating himself... so she changed the sender to Elizabeth... whichalsowould be hard to explain, but at least would keep Egold out of the conversation.

"What is it? What did she say? When is she coming home?" said Tom. His penis wasaching.

Donna pressed a button on her Pad. "I have downloaded the message to your Pad."

Tom fumbled for his own Pad, but Donna grabbed his wrist. "Wait until I leave the room. And... make sure Mom is not around when you see it."

Tom looked puzzled but nodded. As Donna left the room, she heard the distinctive whine of a hologram being activated....

********

Thomas Besch simply stared at his daughter over dinner.

He stared at her over roast beast.

He stared at her over nuclear potatoes.

He even stared at her over a slice of solar apple pie.

Donna shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She can only imagine what was going through her father's mind. He had just watched some portion of a holo of his daughter masturbating, rubbing her vagina and ooohing and aaaahing for the camera. She could only imagine the effect it had on him, with the Seed in his mind overstimulating his sexual desires.

After dinner Tom said casually, a little too casually, "Donna, could I see you in the living room?"

Donna nodded. She glanced at Hannah, who was gathering up the dishes for the atomic washer. Powerful radiation beams would be used to make their dinner plates sparkling clean. Donna walked to the living room and turned around to see her father staring at her.

"The message you sent me," said Tom.

Donna waited.

"Was... was that real?" Tom asked.

Donna nodded.

"Why... why did you make a holo of yourself doing that?" Tom asked. "And why did you give it to your sister? And why did she want you to give that holo to me?"

"I... I have no answers, Dad," said Donna, in a trembling voice. She felt so embarrassed!

"You... you were so beautiful," Tom whispered.

"I... I was?" Donna blushed furiously.

"Uh huh." Tom stared at his daughter intently. Donna couldscreanthe Seed in his mind. It was still immature, but she could see in her mind's eyes the roots and shoots coming out of it, extending to all corner's of her father's mind. She could feel the sexual desire it was pumping his body with. It almost seemed to say "You want her, Tom. You want to fuck your sexy daughter!"

Tom Besch gently cupped his daughter's face. Donna gave him an apprehensive look. Then he pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was soft, gentle... but not at all like a typical father-daughter kiss. A kiss that promised more. Much more. Donnascreanedher father again. He was fantasizing aboutfuckingher! At this very moment he was imagining her naked, with legs spread, as he pumped between them over and over and over.

When Tom pulled away, Donna looked down. Her father had an erection growing in his pants! Donna could see the imprint of the cockhead on the soft fabric. But instead of hiding it, Tom simply smiled at her. Donna smiled back. In that moment they were connected in a way they had never been before.

Tom cleared his throat. "Donna, I want to tell you-"

"Tell her what?" Hannah Besch entered the room.

Tom Besch turned to face his blonde wife while crossing his hands in front of him. He did it so smoothly that it was the most natural gesture in the world.

"What were you telling her, Tom?" Hannah asked.

Donna stepped into the breach. "Dad was just telling me how happy he was that I've decided to stay the night."

"Have you?" Hannah Besch smiled. "You know, dear, there's no need for you to ever return to that small dorm room. You can live here for the rest of your medical school studies."

"Mom!" said Donna, her tone showing what she thought of that. "That's impractical. I have study groups with my friends."

"Well, you can invite them here," said Hannah.

Donna gave a glare to show what she thought about that. "What I can say is that maybe I can stick around and work from home for the next few days...."

"You're going to stay with us for the next few days? How wonderful!" said Hannah. "If only Elizabeth could be here. The entire family would be together!"

"If only," Tom added sadly.

********

Thirty minutes later, Donna was sitting in her bed when she felt the sudden urge to stretch her legs. She felt herself casually walking towards her father's study, and realized there was no randomness about it.She was being manipulated! She went to the study door, which was closed.

Open it, Donna. But open it quietly.

Donna slowly opened the door a crack, then a little more. Her father came into view. He was sitting away from her in his easy chair. His pants were around his ankles. And in front of him was a three quarter sized holo of herself, completely naked, rubbing her bushy cunt.

"Oooh... ohhh... ohh.... this feels so good! It feels so good!" the holographic image of Donna moaned.

Donna could hear her father panting. She could see his right arm moving vigorously in front of him, back and forth and back and forth. Shescreanedthe intense sexual arousal in his body. She evenscreanedhis enormous erection.

"Oh yeah!" The holographic version of herself moaned as she rubbed her clit. Tom Besch moaned as his arm moved even more quickly.

Her father was beating off to the pornographic holo she had given him!

He wants me,Donna thought.

Of course he does, Donna. Who wouldn't?

Donna closed the door silently and tiptoed back to her room.

********

An hour later it was as if nothing had happened. Tom was talking and laughing with Hannah in the kitchen as he ate a piece of intergalactic space pie. "Oh, there you are, Donna! What have you been up to?"

"Studying!" Donna held up her Pad and gave a frozen smile.

"You're going to be the most amazing doctor, I just know it," said Tom.

"Thanks, Dad!" said Donna. Shescreanedher father. What she found under his calm demeanor was shocking.

It waslust. Tremendous lust! Whatever relief he had gotten watching Donna pleasure herself, it hadn't nearly satisfied his sexual appetite. When Donna looked into her father's eyes she thought she saw it, the gleam of lust that he hid so well.

"Well, it's getting late," said Tom. "We'd better get to bed." He got up and winked at Donna. Then Hannah kissed Donna on the forehead and said, "Goodnight, Honey. Sweet dreams."

Sweet dreams.

********

Donna could not fall asleep. She kept expecting her father to tiptoe into her bedroom and make love to her. She knew what was in his mind. He wanted to fuck her! But what would be her reaction? What would she do if Thomas Besch came into her bedroom, and declared he wanted to make love to his older daughter?

She would give in to it. Donna was powerfully attracted to her father. Even without Anaiya's conditioning, she knew she wanted him. If Tom Besch came into her room and demanded to make love to her, she, Donna Besch, would spread her legs and invite her father inside of her.

Donna ran a hand inside her nightgown as she watched her bedroom door. She waited, and she waited, and she waited. Finally, without realizing it, she fell asleep, achieving in her dreams what she couldn't yet obtain in the real world.

********=

The following day was a weekend day and her mother and father was at home.

"What are you doing today, Honeybun?" Tom asked his daughter casually.

Donna shrugged. "Working on a problem set, I guess."

"Why don't you get some exercise?" He pinched her upper arm. "Getting flabby. You could use a workout. Why not lift some weights with me?" he asked.