Pheromone Wars 4
By Erosia
c. 2012
Three weeks later the Covenant came for the girls.
Rachel and Kitten were working every night at this
point, except for Sundays. Their days were as follows:
sleep in to two or three in the afternoon in separate
beds, usually waking up between some bodies legs cum
still drying on their faces, have an hour to shower,
hygiene, a continental breakfast made by Jessica in
the kitchen, pick costumes for the night (Rachel
usually went with the school girl outfit, Kitten with
the kitten ears), the club would open for the night,
and the girls would work to two or three in the
morning.
In the first week it had been their boss Jessica (who
seemed to consider them surrogate daughters in some
sort of deviant way) whose bed they stayed in. The
relationship took on a familial turn with Jessica
spanking them when they were bad, and giving them
little treats when they were good.
Eventually, to Rachel and Kitten's dismay, they were split up, each
taken to a different bed. Kiko seemed to take a liking
to Kitten, leashing her to the foot of her bed. The
tiny Asian stripper would fuck kitten with a strap-on.
Rachel was split between Meredith and Coco. The blonde
and the African would take turns fucking the teenage
girl, and occasionally double teaming her together.
Rachel would spend most of her nights smashed between
the two selfish lovers.
In the evenings, Rachel would work alongside the other
dancers going up on stage in skirts or baby tees and
dancing for the older men. She quickly moved on to lap
dance, writhing her body over a stranger's hard cock,
and then to private shows where a few extra dollars
her stripping soon lead to prostitution.
Kitten was traded out like a whore all night. Kiku, or
Coco, or Meredith would take her to the VIP room and
she would dutifully suck cock while the older dancer
would sit in the man's lap and give her pointers.
Rachel felt a pang of jealousy for the men using her
lover. All of the money would go to Jessica, Rachel
noted, and every once in a while a man in a dark suit
and sun glasses would come for it. Jessica would spank
her for asking questions, but at this point Rachel
knew that this was the Covenant, whoever they were.
One night, a man came in different then the others. He
was dressed like Mr. Reid, dark suit and sunglasses.
He had a vaguely eastern European accent. The man
talked to Jessica for a bit and at the end of the
night Kitten and Rachel were called over.
"I'm sure going to miss you girls," Said Jessica.
"Yes, Mam," said Rachel and Kitten.
"This here is Mr. Kurtz. You're his now you
understand?"
"Yes Mam."
"Give the girls two glasses with some rum in each."
Said Mr. Kurtz, his voice was cold.
"Yes Sir." Said Jessica. Her tits shook as she poured
each girl a glass of rum with some ice."
Mr. Kurtz pulled out two small pills and dropped them
into the glasses. The pills quickly dissolved into
amber liquid.
"Drink this." Said Mr. Kurtz. His voice was deadly
serious. With the other customers at the club
oblivious to the drugging, the girls obeyed Mr. Kurtz,
each chugging down the rum, and coughing afterwards.
"Now listen to me." Both of you will go back stage and
change into something appropriate for my stature. This
is a test to see if you know the proper way to present
yourself around men. Remember, all men are your
masters. Women are inferior. Their role is to serve
and obey. In general, all men are above you in status;
in particular the men of the Covenant are your Gods
and your Fathers, and you are absolutely devoted to
them with your life. The drugs I have given you will
make you know that this is the truth, if your bodies
have not taught you this already. Now go back stage,
my little whores and show me what you have learned."
In the backroom, Rachel and Kitten debated what they
would wear. In the end, Rachel went for a pair of
light blue thong panties and a matching nightie. Her
nipples bored through the glossy blue material. She
did a twirl. "What do you think?"
Kitten eyed her hungrily. "Very nice."
Kitten strapped a collar around her neck and then
connected it to a leash.
She turned towards Rachel. "I want you to hold this."
"Are you sure?"
Kitten got down on her knees and kissed Rachel on her
lower belly. Looking up at her she said, "I want you
to give me to him. Please. It will be so hot that
way."
Rachel patted her on the top of the head.
Rachel strutted out of the changing room, in a light
blue-jeweled top and matching thong. In the front, you
could the imprint of her tiny mons, and in the back
the thong her firm teenage ass swallowed up material.
Her ass rolled in undulating circles due to the light
blue heels she wore. Behind her, being dragged along
by her leash was Kitten, naked except for her cat ears
and leash, being lead on all fours by Rachel.
As they slid through the beaded curtain into the VIP
room, the man sat across from them in the armchair, a
tumbler of bourbon by his side. Rachel stood in the
center of a large light in the dark room. She tucked
her head down demurely, and opened her legs and pushed
out her young tits. Kitten kneeled with her ass in the
air, her head and tits resting against the shag floor,
and her hands held behind her arched back.
The man pointed a finger at Kitten. "Who's that?"
Rachel looked up and smiled. "She's your pet."
She skipped over to the man and coiled herself into
his lap. Every move of hers was a calculation to
present herself as a slutty horny teenage bimbo. She
ground her ass up against the man's cock, and wrapped
her arms around his neck, making sure to give him a
good view down her dress.
"Can I have her?" She whispered in the man's ear.
The man rested his hands on Rachel's ass. "Does she
obey?"
Rachel turned her neck to look at Kitten who was still
kneeling demurely in the light. "Kitten?"
"Meow."
"Come."
Kitten crawled slowly across the room until she sat in
between the man's legs looking up at Rachel.
"Good girl." Rachel said, reaching down and scratching
her behind the ears. The man took possession of her,
grabbing Rachel across the waist and along her breasts
and readjusting her until her back was to the man, and
her legs straddled each side of his legs. The man
spread his legs further, pulling Rachel's legs apart,
presenting her cloth-covered pussy to Kitten. Behind
her the man whispered in her ear as she writhed
against him. "Take off your top."
"Yes Si-"
"Shh, a slut's role is not to speak. Men have found
much better uses for a cumslut's mouth. Do you
understand?"
She nodded and pulled her jeweled top over her head.
Her small taunt breasts lightly bounced and curved up,
her nipples pointing at the ceiling.
"Now unzip me and show your friend her treat."
Rachel moaned and reached down between her legs to
unzip the man's zipper. A hard uncut cock fell out of
his pants and pointed curving towards Kitten's nose.
"Kitten," said the man, "First, I want you to have a
little cream. Rachel, pull your panties aside." Rachel
arched her back as the man's hand rested on the
bottoms of her tits. His thumbs brushed the undersides
of her nipples. She moved her hands to pull aside her
thong revealing her wet hairless pussy. Kitten moved
in and began to lap at the Rachel from the bottom to
the top of her clitoral hood. Rachel bit her lips and
moaned against the man's shoulder.
"This is a place for old sluts who are of no use to
us. These are not trophy wife material for senators or
businessmen that we want in our pocket and they are of
no use to as trainers at the covenant so we them out
to pasture. Young slut flesh like yourself and your
pet here can have many uses for us. Women serve men
with their bodies and their minds. Women were created
to serve; to bring pleasure and beauty into the house
of men; to be domesticated and make a comfortable
house and hearth for her father and master. But for
certain sluts, we ask for more than this."
The man's hands reached around Rachel to grab Kitten
by the back of her head, and pressed her mewling face
against Rachel's clit. Kitten's whimpers sent chills
through Rachel's body. Rachel's fist clenched in the
air. Her naked body vibrated against the man. She
could feel the heat of his cock below her as it jabbed
up against Kitten's throat.
"Woman is an animal, a domesticated animal. She gives
up her freedom, for protection. She accepts the cock
as her master, worships the cock, idolizes it, and in
return the cock feeds her, and protects her. The cock
completes her." With one hand, the man held Kitten by
the hair forcing her face into her friend's spasming
cunt, with the other hand he squeezed and twisted
Rachel's tiny nipples.
"Oh, Please. Please, Sir, Please." Rachel didn't even
know what she was begging for, but her body was
telling her there was complete truth in what the man
said. Girls were powerless. She had been powerless
since she had been captured. That's why they needed
their fathers and masters to take care of them. And in
return, they needed to be perfect little fuck toys for
them. That was the only thing that made sense.
The man pulled Kitten's face down and her mouth
engulfed his cock.
"Unfortunately, the world has failed to see the truth
right in front of them. Hierarchy was meant to exist.
Women were meant to be below men. That is why our
organizations must lie in secret until we take power
and the sluts of this world can be put in their
place."
Rachel's eyes were clenched shut and her body was on
fire. Between her legs she could hear the sound of
slurping.
"Tell me what is a sluts most important feature." He
stroked her labia.
"My mouth." Whispered Rachel.
"Tsk.Tsk. It is my mouth, not yours anymore. And No."
"My Pussy?"
"No."
The man adjusted his position so that Rachel could see
the cock jutting obscenely from between her legs and
into Kitten's mouth.
"It is your brain. The brain of a slut such as
yourself must be completely reorganized. Though a slut
needs very little intelligence in her empty brain,
what she does need she must completely devote to
serving her master's every desire. Even those that he
has yet to ask for."
"This is why we need to sacrifice some girls. Some
girls are not meant to be entirely our fuck-toys. Some
girls must be sacrifice to the world to be more, for
the good of sluts everywhere, to make the world the
way it should be. They must be able to hide in plain
site."
"Under their clothes, they are sluts for the covenant,
but on the outside they must appear to be the
uninitiated. They must appear to have free will, and
appear to think that their slut bodies still belong to
themselves. They must go where we tell them to go,
listen to what we tell them to listen to, and fuck who
we say to fuck. There are others who will not embrace
us, who wish to stop us, and some even who simply have
not joined us yet. We will send you amongst them, to
seduce them, and to betray them, because no matter
what you appear to be, a loyal lover, girlfriend,
wife, your soul as well as your cunt belongs to the
Covenant."
"Do you understand?"
"Please, please fuck, fuck me, please."
"Ha." The man pulled his cock out of Kitten's
reluctant mouth. Strings of precum and pussy juice
were strung between Kitten's mouth, the man's cock,
and Rachel's pussy."
"Tell her." Said the man.
"Kitten, put it in me, put Daddy's cock inside me."
The man lifted Rachel off his body while Kitten
adjusted his cock beneath her. The man dropped Rachel
and Kitten watched as the cock plunged into her tight
teenage pussy.
"Remember this is about my pleasure. Squeeze my cock
with your pussy." Rachel grabbed the sides of the
upholstery with her white knuckled fingers and with a
bright red face began to fuck the man, all the while
trying to squeeze his cock with her pussy. She slowly
lifted her cunt off of him then slammed it down inside
her with a grunt. The man held her by her hipbones,
guiding her, showing her the pace he liked best.
Meanwhile, Kitten hungrily kneeled between them
lapping at the connecting joints between their bodies.
Rachel lost track of how many times she came, but the
man would spank her ass every time she tried to slow
down and catch her breath, and demand that she keep
fucking him at the same pace. Eventually, she could
feel the man thrusting up at her with hard quick
strokes until he came inside of her with a grunt.
"Tell your pet to take care of us."
"Kitten, clean us up."
Kitten delicately licked the entirety of the man's
cock, cleaning the mess of cum and pussy juice. Then
after softly putting it back in his pants, she sucked
the cum from Rachel's pussy and licked it clean.
"Rachel, what is the most important part of a slut."
"Her brain. She must be always thinking about pleasing
her master. She must know what her master wants before
he even asks for it."
The man, Kitten, and Rachel left that very day. The
older women opened a bottle of champagne for the young
girls, pouring it over their bodies and giving all of
strippers a chance to lap it up. Kiko told Kitten that she was
the best pussy licker she had ever met. Kitten blushed
with pride. Meredith and Coco kept grabbing at Rachel
and pinching her, until Judith stepped in and grabbed
Rachel pressing her face against her gigantic tits.
"I'm going to miss you little sluts. You make mommy
proud, alright. You be the best cumsluts that you can
possibly be."
Later the man was driving them towards the Covenant
building. The Covenant building was like a school, the
man explained. The compound was where they brought new
sluts, decided where they should be put, and taught
them their place. In the back, Kitten laid in Rachel's
lap as Rachel slowly brushed her hands through the
girl's hair. Kitten had kept the cat ears from
Trixie's. That was the only evidence that they were
even there.