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Author: Farleven
Title: Who Wants To rule The World
Part: 6
Keywords: mc nc MF FF
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Who Wants To Rule The World? Part 6 ( mc, nc, mf, ff )
Farleven ( farleven@yahoo.com )
January 2003
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"Hello, um, Ladies and Gentlemen." Mel stammered as she gripped the
podium. She closed her eyes for a moment to focus again, or rather to
get her focus off of thoughts of her partner. She breathed in and out
with several labored breaths, and felt the silky fabric of her dress
run over her sensitive breasts as her chest heaved. Mel knew everyone
in the room could see her hardened little nipples through the soft
fabric. In fact, she was happy about it, both because it showed off
how cute her nipples were and just how thoroughly her mind had been
fucked with.
It hadn't even been a week since she'd been captured and infected with
the Bimbo Virus as it was being affectionately called around the
Bureau. Mel had barely been able to think straight her first few days,
except in a few moments of wonderful clarity after her partner Marcus
had thoroughly fucked her. Every cell of her body was focused on sex,
and all of that energy was focused on Marcus. Mel knew just how
screwed up she was, just how wrong she was behaving, but she couldn't
control herself. If she was around Marcus, all she could do was paw
and plead until she could pleasure him, and if she was away from him
all she could think of was how to seduce him next.
The Bureau's telepaths worked with Mel after she and Marcus had spent a
couple of days in quarantine. No one was willing to trust the word of
a mad man that Mel wasn't contagious. Mel remembered the days fondly,
or at least the new part of her that was a completely unashamed slut
did. She'd spent the entire time fucking Marcus in full view of the
staff on the other side of the isolation chamber. The dual thrill of
pleasuring Marcus and showing off her sexy body could still send
ripples of heat through her. The telepaths had helped her gain some
ability to suppress her new desires, not completely but enough for her
to do some work, and enough for this very important presentation.
All of the heads of the Bureau were in the room, along with several
representatives of other top-level government agencies from around the
world. The threat that Larange represented was one that everyone would
have to deal with, and as such, all responsible parties had been
gathered for a conference on the matter. They had already been
presented with information regarding the threat Larange represented.
Mel's job was simple, to further detail the events of the virus and
demonstrate its effectiveness. It hadn't been easy for Mel to pull
herself together for the presentation. With only days to prepare, she
didn't have very much information to present, aside from her
affliction, and she was barely in control of herself. Even her dress
had proven to be a problem, just like Wendy, Mel was terribly
uncomfortable in anything except the most sheer and light fabrics. The
long silky dress Mel was wearing now was something more akin to
sleeping wear than anything else, but it was the most Mel could
tolerate putting on. The truth was it didn't really matter, the very
fact that she couldn't wear anything more modest was part of the
presentation.
The crowd was quiet now. Mel didn't know just how long she'd been
standing there regaining her focus, but she knew she had to do her job
before she succumbed again. "Sorry about that, I'm here because I'm
the only person who's been exposed to the Larange Nano Virus, or the
Bimbo Virus as our sexually repressed lab staff call it. Of course it
is a fair description, given its effects."
Mel turned on a screen showing a picture of her from the Bureau's
archives. She was modestly dressed and looked every bit the
professional agent. "I am one of the Bureau's investigative agents,
and was recently put on the trail of a slave ring operating in North
America. In the course of our investigation we tracked the source of
this ring to Patrick Larange, and I was captured during a raid on one
of his facilities. My partner Marcus," Mel suddenly stopped and
started doing her breathing exercises again. Just the fleeting though
of him had her reeling in lust. She felt her entire body flush and she
wanted nothing more than to feel him ravaging her willing flesh right
that instant. It wasn't easy but Mel refocused on her current task.
Marcus had fucked her furiously right before her presentation and had
promised her a good fucking afterwards.
"Sorry about that, I got kind of distracted." Mel smiled weakly. She
could see the look of concern on the faces of the people watching her.
They'd all read the reports, but seeing a nearly naked woman who had an
established agent record nearly collapse with lust right before them
was jarring. Mel only hoped it would spur on a decisive decision.
"My partner and I were captured as were the rest of our team. My
partner and I were allowed to return, after I was infected, to deliver
Larange's ultimatum. He kept the rest of our team as slaves,
transforming their minds and bodies much as he did with Wendy Braumer.
We don't know their fate beyond that."
"The virus is very effective, if my demeanor hasn't made that point
clear. In fact I'm barely keeping myself together right now and this
is the hardest part of my presentation. As far as we can discern, all
the effects of the Larange Virus are mental, aside from an increased
sensitivity to the sense of touch. The mental effects are significant.
I am in a nearly constant state of arousal, and it is only with the
help of the Bureau's trained telepath staff have I been able to keep
myself coherent this long. I am constantly horny, and I dearly want to
tear this dress off so that my body can breath properly. My sexual
attention is fully locked on my partner, though we believe that the
virus was modified slightly in my case to create this effect rather
than have my affections turn to any available sex partner. I could go
on, but I think you all get the idea. Are there any questions?" Mel
huffed, trying to retain control after rambling over her current state.
Just thinking about her condition made her horny, and as she waited for
questions she couldn't help but reach up and squeeze on one of her
breasts and pinch a nipple. It was horribly immodest, but she found it
somewhat calming, as an act of masturbatory foreplay to the main event
that Marcus would be beginning shortly.
Her sudden display of inappropriate behavior seemed to silence the
crowd. They all just looked up rather stunned as Mel openly fondled
herself. It wasn't until Mel realized what she was doing and jerked
her hand away that anyone stood to ask her a question. She blushed in
embarrassment, but felt herself quiver with renewed lust as well. Mel
was well aware that humiliation now made her even more aroused than
before, and it made it very hard for her not to do even more
embarrassing things. Even so she knew she was standing there with her
nipples poking out from her dress as her chest heaved with each deep
breath she took.
"Do you believe Larange will carry though with his threat?" Director
Carol McConnel from MI-5, British intelligence.
"I didn't really have a chance to interact with him, but given his
general behavior, I believe he will try to carry out his threat if his
demands are not met. Knowing just how completely he can control
people, his agents likely don't even know their mission until they have
to execute it." Mel replied. This was the toughest question of the
whole operation. Was Larange really a threat, and could he be stopped.
Even more important, would he keep his promise not to release the virus
if he was left alone? No one could answer that question. He would
almost certainly release it if he could, but would he not try to take
over the world if simply left to his own devices?
The chief presenter walked up and grabbed Mel by the shoulders, and the
started agent let out a moan at the unexpected contact. Even if her
primary focus was her partner, she was still a woman, and with her
heightened sensitivity, close proximity to any man was enough to spark
a reaction. At least she knew this ordeal was over, she was happy to
have done it, but now Mel was drawn to her reward.
"Thanks, Mel, Marcus has been waiting for you outside." The presenting
agent informed her. She bowed slightly to the crowd and excused
herself, only half trying not to race out of the room and into her
partner's arms.
"Hey there, you did great!" Marcus congratulated Mel as she raced
towards him. No sooner had he gotten the words out than she had
wrapped herself around him. Anything else he wanted to say was
smothered by her lips as she ground her entire body against him.
"Hurry," Mel huffed, pulling herself away just long enough to say it.
Marcus took the hint and pulled away before bolting towards their
quarters. Mel raced after him, knowing this was both a game and
necessary, if he hadn't broke away she would have fucked him right out
in the open. Mel didn't really care, but she knew it would get Marcus
in trouble, and she didn't want that to happen.
"Hi Master!" Wendy squealed as Marcus ran into the room, with Mel right
behind him. Wendy giggled and bounced gleefully over to her master and
started to undress him quickly. She did her best to rub her naked
flesh against his as she did so, but her duty was most pressing, she
had to get him ready to give Mel a good fucking, then she would have
her turn. As she pulled down his shorts she took a brief moment to
wrap her delicate little fingers around his shaft. Wendy cooed,
relishing the hardness she held in her hand and wishing she didn't have
to wait to service it more fully.
While Wendy was stripping her master, Mel was doing her own job on her
dress. She was so horny she tried to just rip herself out of the shear
garment the moment she had the door closed behind her. It didn't work
out so easily though, and she found herself struggling a bit to get
herself out of the torn up rags of her dress. Finally Mel looked down
at the remains of her clothes on the ground around her feet and
stretched out, enjoying the wonderful feeling of being naked. It was
amazingly refreshing, no more constraining cloth hugging her chest and
the tickle of cool air against her womanhood. Her revelry at being
naked again melted away as she looked up at Marcus and his little slave
girl. Mel was still a bit unnerved by the girl, even if they were both
in much the same place now. Still, the sight of Marcus's hard cock
standing up from between his legs quickly gained her full attention.
She could feel her inner fires glowing brighter with just a glance, and
now all she wanted to do was feel it inside her.
Marcus shuddered as Wendy expertly fondled him, yet another example of
her perfect programming as a sex toy. He still couldn't help but wince
a bit at that thought. Certainly, he loved the sensual pleasure of
having a sex slave, but he knew deep down that Wendy couldn't have
wanted this life for herself. It was the same for Mel, she didn't want
to be driven by lust. At least with Mel she was still herself aside
from her uncontrollable urges.
Mel looked up at his partner and his cock twitched in appreciation of
the ravishing woman before him. Her body was well toned and well
rounded. Marcus couldn't even count the number of times he'd had lewd
thoughts about his partner. Until her infection, he'd never acted on
them. Now though, he hardly had a choice, Mel was almost physically
dependent on his attentions, and Marcus had to admit that he didn't
really mind all that much.
"Oh, God you look so nice and hard!" Mel giggled as she took in the
sight of her naked and very much-aroused partner. She'd never been
greatly attracted to Marcus, he was pretty average after all. Now
though, she couldn't get enough of him, every bulge and line on his
body just sent quakes to the core of her being. She knew it was all
part of her reprogramming, but it still felt so real, so absolute that
she couldn't even consider fighting it. Instead, Mel found herself
uncontrollably horny and willing to do anything to fill the empty space
between her legs.
Marcus simply nodded as Mel threw her naked form against his. He held
her close as she ground her body into his, pressing her breasts into
his chest. Without another word Mel reached up and grabbed his head
and guided her lips to his. She couldn't believe just how wonderful it
was just to kiss him, to have his lips pressed against hers. Mel
needed more though, her body crying out for fulfillment.
They fell onto the bed a moment later, each having propelled the other.
The couple tumbled for a moment before coming to rest. Mel smiled as
she found herself on her back and wantonly spread her legs for the man
resting atop her. Marcus didn't need any more encouragement and each
of them moaned in ecstasy as he drove his shaft into Mel's ready folds.
Mel cooed as she felt her lower lips part and let the invader in again,
letting it claim her most intimate flesh and prove once more that she
was now owned. Mel hadn't told Marcus that yet, she didn't know if
he'd understand, but she was every bit as much his willing slave as
Wendy was, and right now she was absorbed by her need to serve. She
could hardly have been happier then she was right at the moment,
submitting to Marcus and filled with his cock.
"Aww, Mel, you are such a whore! Now hurry up so I can play with
Master! My pussy hasn't gotten to play with him all day!" Wendy
pouted as she shamelessly pumped a dildo into her pussy and watched her
Master and Mel begin their latest fucking. Since Mel and Marcus's
return Wendy had felt somewhat deprived, though she rarely spoke of it.
Before she'd had Marcus all to herself, but now she had to share, and
like any teenager, she hated to share. It didn't help any that Mel was
more aggressive about her needs than Wendy could be. Mel asked,
pressed, pleaded, while Wendy couldn't be as forceful, her slave
submissiveness keeping her desire to mimic Mel at bay.
"You heard her! Fuck me Marcus, hammer that wonderful cock of yours
into me!" Mel cried out as she squirmed against the hardness inside her
depths. She couldn't get over just how wonderful it felt with Marcus
insider her. Certainly, she'd enjoyed sex and all it's wonders for
most of her adult life, but nothing came close to the feelings stirred
within her since her change. Now she was savoring the cock inside her,
focusing her whole being on caressing that wonderful organ within her
pussy.
Marcus didn't have to be told twice and he started thrusting into his
partners writhing flesh. In moments like this he could hardly believe
his luck. Mel was a pure tiger in bed, and she knew just how to use
her sexy little body to full effect. If he didn't know her better he
would have thought she'd gotten some of Wendy's sex ed programming, but
he'd known a couple of Mel's past lovers and with her now a simpering
sex toy they weren't shy about sharing tales of her past behavior.
Wendy moaned in time with her master's thrusts. She couldn't take her
eyes off of his cock as she watched it pump in and out of Mel's pussy.
Wendy was thrusting her dildo with his rhythm as well, though it wasn't
even close to the same feeling as being under her master's muscular
body, but for now it was all she could do. It was practice too,
matching her lover's rhythm and studying his actions to clue her in to
how close to cumming he was. Wendy had never been much for classrooms
before, but she was a very devoted student when it came to learning
about her Master and how best to please him.
Mel thrashed beneath Marcus, bucking her hips up to meet his thrusts.
Her legs were wrapped around his thighs, Her breasts squished against
his chest and her lips mashed against his. Every fuck was like this,
amazing beyond any experience Mel could remember, including the last
time Marcus had his flesh pressed into her. This was heaven, she mused
between passion swept breaths, nothing had ever been this good, and she
knew every time was better than the last. How she got here didn't
matter, only the fact that she was being so wonderfully, perfectly
fucked by the hottest man she had ever known.
The couple continued like this for some time. Marcus had gotten plenty
of practice in the art of sex during the last few weeks. Wendy had
been an excellent teacher, and now Mel was reinforcing all he had
learned. His stamina was substantial now, but he had to be careful not
to think too much about how he was fucking his partner or he'd loose
control prematurely. Mel had been forbidden fruit for so long that
just the thought of her change in status was enough to get Marcus off.
When he had her bucking and moaning passionately beneath him, it took
great control not to give in to his cock and just shoot off into her
welcoming flesh.
Pleasure could not last forever though, and the passion of their
embrace was also bringing both partners to their climax. Mel could
sense the increased urgency in Marcus's thrusts, and he could hear her
pants getting shorter and harsher as she climbed closer to her peak.
Each of them tried to hold back, working to savor every passion filled
moment locked together like this. They couldn't hold it forever
though, Mel's warm, tight depths only grew tighter as she ascended,
just as Marcus's shaft only grew harder at her intimate grip. The
cycle drew them ever closer until the final moment. They cried out as
one when Marcus rammed himself fully into Mel's depths and began to
fill her with his seed. The sudden full penetration and warm spurts
within her sent Mel over the edge and she descended into her own
glorious orgasm. Her body milked his shaft as she quaked with
pleasure. Nothing could be better than this, she thought as she felt
her insides filling with manly warmth. Mel pressed her lips to his
again and they shared a long passionate kiss as they finished their
latest wondrous coupling.
"That was wonderful." Marcus smiled as he rubbed the side of Mel's
face. They were still locked together, sharing this moment of gentle
intimacy while they could. It was the one problem Marcus faced with
having his own harem, there was always another horny woman wanting his
attention.
"My turn! My turn!" Wendy giggled and started bouncing a bit on the
bed. She'd gotten a small orgasm off of watching her master enjoy Mel,
but now Wendy wanted her own fucking. She gave the pair a few minutes
to savor their coupling, but now it was her turn to pleasure their
master.
"I guess we can't keep her waiting." Marcus smiled and rolled off of
Mel.
"I know you just want some slave girl action you pig!" Mel giggled. As
soon as he rolled onto his back she got up and bent down over his soft
cock. Mel licked her lips looking at the pussy slickened shaft hanging
limply before her. She'd acquired quite a taste for cock since her
change, especially one dripping in pussy juice. "Well, let's get you
all tuned up so you can be a good pervert."
Marcus groaned as Mel wrapped her mouth around his cock and started
sucking. He was glad she could still laugh about her new position
though occasionally her comments did spawn a bit of guilt in him.
Marcus knew he didn't have much choice. Wendy had been forced on him
due to the investigation and Mel was his because of Larange's plans.
If he stopped it would only hurt the two women more, since they were
almost physically dependent on his attentions. Still, he knew that
this wasn't right, that he shouldn't have two women as programmed sex
slaves, not that he didn't enjoy it. Rather he wished they were free
from control but since they weren't Marcus wasn't about to make them
suffer for his own morals.
It didn't take long for Mel to bring Marcus back to life. She was
quite the adept cocksucker, and she loved teasing a cock back to
hardness with her mouth. While Mel was busy getting his cock ready,
Marcus was enjoying the flesh of his other slave girl.
"Oh, Master!" Wendy cried as Marcus fondled one of her slave tits. He
still couldn't believe just how soft Wendy's impossibly round globes
were. They didn't sag or even bounce really, but they were perfectly
soft and pliant to the touch. He could roll them in his hands for
hours, savoring Wendy's silky smooth skin and tender nipples. Of
course Wendy loved every second of his attention, her body had been
made for her master's pleasure, and his every caress sent shock waves
of ecstasy through her.
"What position would you like today, Wendy?" Marcus asked as he brought
another joyous moan of pleasure from Wendy's lips with a squeeze of her
breast.
"Hmmm." Wendy thought for a moment, working to keep her mind on her
choice and not on Marcus's wonderfully powerful hands as they roamed
her flesh. Still, it took only a few moments for her to decide.
"Doggy! I feel like a bitch in heat today!"
"Doggy it is then." Marcus smiled. He still found it hard to believe a
woman could act like such a sex-crazed creature. He knew why it was
this way, but that didn't suppress his bewilderment. Now he had a job
to do, or rather a sex slave to enjoy, and he was quite up to the job
now. Mel sensed he was ready and pulled back so he could get up.
"Okay, Wendy, get in position like a good puppy." Marcus instructed.
He watched as the naked teenager got onto her hands and knees in front
of him. She spread out her legs and shifted her hips, presenting her
shaved and dripping pussy for her Master. Wendy loved being like this,
and she swooned at the notion that her master was ogling her flesh
right now and could see just how wet and horny she was.
"Okay, Mel, why don't you do the honors." Marcus instructed again. He
positioned himself behind Wendy and let his hard cock just dangle
between them.
"What a pig!" Mel barked as she crawled up to Marcus's crotch. She
reached up and cupped Wendy's pussy and started stroking the girl's
clit. Mel smiled as she felt the slave girl's pussy gush with fresh
arousal as Wendy's squirmed against the probing hand. Wendy was just a
wonderful slut, Mel mused, somewhat envious of the girls factory made
pussy, perfectly built for pleasuring her Master. Mel let her fingers
explore that perfect passage for a moment, letting Wendy practice
gripping her fingers as Mel parted the girl's smooth outer lips and
sank them into her depths.
"Oh, Mel!" Wendy cooed. She just loved it when Mel played with her
like this. Being a woman, Mel knew just how to caress Wendy for the
most pleasure. They didn't get to play that often though, since master
was the true center of their affections. Now was no different, Wendy
enjoyed the feeling of Mel's delicate fingers toying with her sensitive
folds, but they both knew Wendy was simply being prepared for her
greater duty.
"So you like fucking helpless little teenage girls, don't you Marcus?"
Mel barked as she stroked Marcus's shaft fondly. Her saliva still left
him slick and so she had no trouble running her fingers over him,
keeping him hard and allowing her to savor every ripple on his cock
from it's base to it's cute little head.
Marcus nearly groaned from her treatment and waited for her to
continue. If he hadn't already came once he'd have probably shot off
just from Mel's expert handling. Still, he had more to enjoy, and he
kept his control as Mel guided him towards his target. He watched as
Mel pulled him down and started to rub his shaft against Wendy's
shining lips, gently parting the fleshy folds with his tip.
"I bet you want to sink all the way into her don't you? Oh, you're
twitching now, you pervert, having you're big hard cock parting a sweet
innocent little girl's pussy lips. Just look at her, she's just a
helpless slut, spreading for her master, and it's your big hard shaft
that's splitting her open." Mel teased as she guided Marcus to Wendy's
entrance. She loved doing this, every part of it, from picking on
Marcus to watching the excruciatingly sexy sight of Wendy's feminine
lips parting for his shaft.
Wendy was merrily cooing as she felt her Master's cock parting her
outer lips and finding it's way to her entrance. Mel liked her games,
but Wendy loved fucking, and did everything she could not to simply
push back and impale herself on his shaft before he was ready.
Marcus felt Mel guide him into Wendy's gateway. She stroked his shaft
twice more and pulled her hand away. It was time to watch and Marcus
didn't make her wait. He pushed forward and all three moaned as he
impaled Wendy with one long thrust. Marcus savored the warm soft
depths of his pleasure slave as she rippled her passage around him. As
he did, Mel pulled up behind him and pressed her naked flesh against
his back. Marcus was in heaven, sandwiched between two wonderfully
sexy women. Nothing except the pure passion swirling around him even
passed his mind as he took his first stroke inside Wendy's welcoming
passage. For now the only thing that mattered to Marcus was enjoying
himself to the fullest.
End Part 6
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