Rebecca moved her head to Megan's ear and nibbled on it suggestively. A fierce moan escaped Megan's lips and her pelvis began to thrust in reaction. They moaned into each other's entwining tongues as their slickening entrances scraped against each other, their trimmed pubic hair scratching their insatiable itches.
"Muh-More More! More Rebecca! I want more inside of me!" Megan felt herself bucking uncontrollably. With each thrust more and more of the sluggish creature filled her. She screamed and called for more. She could feel its head peek inside her womb and begin to coil itself around, drawing more and more of its long length into her. The sensation was setting off explosives in her body.
Rebecca licked her friend's lips sensually as Megan felt herself giving way, she moaned into her lover's ear, "Welcome, host-slave Megan," Megan cried Rebecca's name as a massive orgasm sparked inside of her.
Affectionate thoughts exploded in her, "I'm a host-slave... absolutely incredible, Rebecca wasn't lying, this is amazing!"
Megan collapsed into a writhing and semi-aware heap on the ground and Rebecca stood firmly on her now muscled legs. She was coated in stick juice and couldn't think of anything better to have on right now.
Lindsay laid on her bed, she too was recovering from the insertion. Alair hopped from the bunk deftly and smiled contently at Rebecca.
"Good work," she smiled, a powerful wave of pleasure broke through Rebecca. If two words could make her feel this good, she wondered absentmindedly what sex with Alair might feel like.
"We will need to create a few more slaves, but we'll have to wait until tomorrow to take anyone anywhere, it's too late to show you to the master," she explained, "Until then, you have my permission to enslave anyone you can get alone. Don't act strange today," Alair made every command known to all three young women in the room. Lindsay sat up straight and continued to listen attentively. She fixed her black hair so it didn't look like it was matted with sweat.
"I must go," Alair droned, "Meet here tomorrow night with the new slaves," the girls nodded and Alair left through the room, closing it with a click. Megan fled back to her room and the two girls slid back into their bunks; having a difficult time sleeping with their anxious bodies preparing for the next day. |