Bred by the Hive Ch. 27

Marion didn't think about what she was doing, she just did it. The conservative woman who just weeks ago would have blushed to look at herself naked in a mirror found herself grinding her vulva shamelessly against a girl she had just met moments earlier, stimulating her labia and exerting herself in an effort to cause her rider to create a new master to take over the young girl's mind. Periodically Marion looked up and saw Susan in the background, her eyes shining, making Marion work all the harder.

Monica was lost in lust. Her worm made sure of that, expertly keeping the girl skating on the edge until it was time to have her rider implanted. As Marion rubbed against her, she found herself experiencing a dynamic with Susan, who was watching.

"How does it feel, Mother?" Susan asked.

Marion gasped as she felt her rider bubbling up on her back while she rubbed her breast and pubis against the teenage girl. "Feels... good."

"But you're making love to a girl, Mother, one barely out of high school. Not a man. And she's a complete stranger. Doesn't any of that matter to you?" Susan asked.

As Marion's rider finished splitting, she stiffened, her erect nippled breasts heaving as she felt a wave of sexual pleasure. "No! Don't care don'tcaredontcaredontcare...."

Marion cried out as her climax was complete. Her mind rapidly cleared and she looked down at Monica, who was still lost in lust. It was time. Marion snaked her hand between Monica's legs, reaching for her clit, stimulating the tip of her clitoris as Susan had taught her. Monica gasped with pleasure as she skated ever closer to the edge.

"Please... I need to come," Monica pleaded.

"Help is arriving soon," Marion assured her, with a smile. Marion's hand worked frantically, and as it did, Marion's newborn rider started to move down Marion's arms towards Monica's back.

Monica's eyes widened as she saw the baby rider slithering towards her, but she was so close to the orgasm she so desperately needed, so close that she couldn't move a muscle, not to save her own mind from total Hive domination. Monica cried out and experienced the long deferred orgasm, and a split second later the rider jumped onto her and started to take possession of her mind. She shook with the combined effects of her long deferred orgasm and the repatterning of her brain, unable to tell one from the other.

A moment later, when Monica had calmed down and announced her new priorities and allegiances, Susan put an arm around her mother and kissed her firmly. "Congratulations, Mother. You passed."