The Organization Pt. 07

Kayce shrugged. "Okay, now mine." The girl laughed and smiled.

"Yes!" Then she quickly unzipped it, to reveal a large assortment of sex toys, including a vibrator that plugged in and looked like the one that had been used unceasingly on her, during her conversion. There was a large collection of dildos, some strappy things, and lotions of various sorts.

"Holy shit," Kayce said, when she saw the collection of erotic accessories and toys. Immediately, the hispanic girl began putting on a straplike assembly around her hips, then picked out a red dildo that she popped into place, making it look as though she had a man's dick. She stuck it out proudly and looked at Kayce.

Kayce laughed and clapped, as the girl crawled back onto the bed.

"We fuck?" she said, as she gently pushed Kayce onto her back.

"Oh, what am I getting into?" Kayce thought. "I've been turned into a lesbian, I don't really want a man's dick fucking me, and here this girl wants to fuck me...with a dick?" She shrugged. Then the appeal of having a woman attached to the dick struck her.

"This could be fun," she thought.

"I'm undoubtedly far stronger than this little thing," she thought. "If I let her inside me, and I don't like it, I can always push her off me." So, Kayce lay back on the pillow, and spread her legs. The girl crawled up on her as Michael used to, and slowly and tenderly inserted the latex phallus into Kayce's slimy, hot pussy.

She hissed in her breath as she tried to adjust to the unfamiliar girth spreading her vagina. The fake dick was a little wider, and longer than her boyfriend's, and the girl was fucking into her in a way very unlike her boyfriend. Instead of slamming inside her faster and faster, which she had usually found unsatisfying, the girl was hitting several buttons that Kayce didn't know that she had, and which reminded her of the mind-bending orgasms she'd gotten from the sybian during her conversion.

In addition, the girl was dedicating her upper body to holding her face steady with Kayce's, kissing her, long and often, and holding her cheek next to Kayce's, and looking into Kayce's blue eyes with her own intensely dark brown eyes, conveying overwhelming heat and passion through her eyes to Kayce. It was by far the most erotic fucking she'd ever had, and she found herself cumming, over and over again, melting into her latina lover's arms.

The two intertwined for what seemed like hours, Kayce aware of every touch of the girl's body on hers, sparks of delight shooting from one to the other, and back again. The sounds coming from the girl's throat were primal, and conveyed without words, volumes of love and affection, from one girl to another. Kayce was charmed by the whole encounter, and felt herself becoming putty in this woman's embrace. "Am I falling in love with a stranger...one with whom I can't share more than two words?"

God, but how they communicated, she thought. Kayce had never felt the depths of pleasure this young girl was showing her. Never had she shared such intense emotion and sensation as she was with somebody whose name she didn't even know! The girl was a master of the cock, and Kayce had to giggle. All those men given a cock, free of charge, and not a one of them could fuck like her. The thought convinced her, if it were ever necessary, that becoming lesbian was the best thing that had ever happened to her. Of course a woman, with her greater sensitivity to another, and attuned to another woman's needs, would even wield a man's tool better than any man.

Then Kayce felt the girl finally pull out of her sore pussy. She was glad, in a way, that she had finally stopped. Yes, the pleasure was continuing, but so much fucking must cause some kind of damage, no? Then the girl urged Kayce to turn over, which she did, confused. The girl gestured that she must get up on her knees, with her face in the pillow, which put her ass up in the air.

"What?" thought Kayce, when she felt the girl licking her ass hole. She giggled, the touch of the girl's wet tongue and saliva felt cool, inches away from her overheated cunt.

"What a nice counterpoint," Kayce thought. "She's teasing me with her mouth on my bottom, and she fucked the hell out of my pussy with that marvelous cock." The girl was paying intense attention to Kayce's ass, and she heard her murmuring about 'culo' and 'ano', and she remembered those words from Mary Ann's story.

"I guess a lot of lesbians like to lick ass," Kayce thought, then she remembered how much she herself had enjoyed it with the nameless women during her conversion. She reached back to spread her ass cheeks, to allow the girl's tongue to enter her even more deeply. She was enjoying the whole thing immensely, when the girl stopped licking her, and she felt something blunt fitting into the notch of her anal sphincter.

"What the..." Kayce said, when she felt the object pushing past her sphincter into her rectum, and she realized that the girl had been licking her ass hole for any number of reasons, but included lubricating Kayce so that she could ram that cum covered dildo up her ass.

"Oh fuck, no, I don't-" Kayce began, trying to leg whip her way out of the doggy style fucking she was just beginning to receive from another woman. It felt like the girl was splitting her in two, and it was not pleasant. Kayce had been fucked in the ass by boyfriends in her life, but their cocks were much smaller than this thing, and she felt like she needed to get far away from the pain.

To Kayce's surprise, instead of the little girl flying off her back onto the floor, she had her hands on Kayce's thighs, and they were not moving. The only explanation could be there was something wrong with her legs to weaken them, but she couldn't imagine what. The only alternative was that the girl was a lot stronger than Kayce had imagined. There'd be time later to figure it out, but for the time being, she had to get away from the pain.

Kayce tried adjusting her position to give the stroke path the girl was creating with her fucking the clearest shot, the less bouncing off her colon walls and sphincter, the less irritation and pain. That made a big difference, though Kayce thought it made her look a lot more submissive to the girl currently dominating her.

"Fuck what it looks like, I just want it to hurt less," Kayce thought. Then she reached back between her legs and began stroking her clit and pussy. That made a BIG difference. She was actually building up her excitement, while she moved the pain from the dildo to another place in her mind - in other words, just ignored it.

That plan worked very well, and in a matter of minutes, Kayce was masturbating herself to an orgasm, and picturing how nasty she must look being fucked anally by another female.

"Oh god yeah, fuck me, do me in the ass, I'm your hot slut, fuck your slut til she cums, fill me with your hot girl cum! I love being your lezzy slut, fuck me any way you want, I'll cum for you, fuck my shit hole, I'll lick your hard dick, give you a filthy blow job, just make me CUM!!"

Kayce figured there'd be no down side to being so vocal, the girl didn't speak English, and god, she was feeling filthy and nasty and perverted, just not a good girl any longer, she really, really DID want to be a hot lesbian slut, and just cum for any girl who fucked her and she'd let them and they could do anything piss shit puke on her she'd eat it and cum cum cum cummmmmm...

Kayce passed out from the intensity of her orgasm, or orgasms. No one orgasm could go on that long.

After some period of time, she opened her eyes, to find her arms around the neck of the naked hispanic girl, her head resting on one of her breasts. The girl was crying.

"What's wrong?" Kayce said, with little hope that she'd be understood. But the girl did understand.

"You call police, I have go," she said.

"You don't have to go," Kayce said. "You were a victim."

"No...no...I am criminal. Police...la migra...take me." The girl was distraught, it was easy to see.

"You're an illegal?" Kayce asked. "You're undocumented?"

"Sì," she replied. "Police take me to jail...back to Guatemala."

"Well...then we won't report it," Kayce said. The girl looked at her hopefully.

"You do that...for me? Commit crime, not report, for me?"

"Yes," Kayce said. "God, I don't even know your name, but I would commit a fucking crime for you...you were everything to me, just now. I can't forget that. And I know it's stupid, but what is your name? You are the best I've ever had in my life...in my bed. I'm Kayce..."

"My name, Janna," the girl said in broken English. Kayce was about to take Janna's face in her hands when she heard a noise by the door.

"I think that we'll end the test here," Kayce heard a voice say.

She turned around to see a plump woman, in her late forties, standing by the bedroom door. Standing next to her was the bald assailant from the shower. Kayce straightened up, as did the hispanic girl, and the two women looked at the older woman.

"On our grading system in The Organization are 'victim' scores, and 'hunter' scores. Janna, as usual, you scored 100 percent as a hunter, congratulations, you are a top agent. Miss Anderson, you scored 100% also...as a victim."

Kayce stared. "Who are you? What is this?" she asked.

"Miss Anderson, I am Roberta Ashbrook, I believe that Mary Ann told you a little about me. We have very high standards for all of our employees in The Organization. We grade our trainees to assure that they are of the highest quality, and will succeed at the tasks that we assign them. You have just been tested, and you failed, utterly."

"You allowed a woman to seduce you and make you fall in love with her. Then you were willing to commit a crime for her. That is what we do, not what we have done to us. I'm not sure what Mary Ann sees in you - you had a sterling record in the outside world, the world of the sheep, but we are the world of the wolf, and sheep qualities do not make for a good wolf."

Kayce looked at the girl. "You're an Organization agent?" she asked disbelievingly.

"Well, yeah," the 'hispanic' girl next to her said, in perfect American English, with a slight southern accent. "It was one of my better performances, but I couldn't have done it without Sid." She looked at the bald man, who nodded, without smiling. "Georgia State police training, you weren't going to move an inch once I had my dick in your cute little ass," she added.

"Jesus, I thought that you were a teenaged maid, couldn't speak English, defend herself..."

"In other words, the perfect bait to summon the heroine in you, and then turn it against you to make you do whatever she wanted. And let me assure you, you would have," Roberta Ashbrook added. She held up an iPhone.

"Oh god yeah, fuck me, do me in the ass, I'm your hot slut, fuck your slut til she cums, fill me with your hot girl cum! I love being your lezzy slut, fuck me any way you want, I'll cum for you, fuck my shit hole, I'll lick your hard dick, give you a filthy blow job, just make me CUM!!"

"Believe me, I salute the sentiment. Janna has made me say much the same, in the context of two women fucking, not in the context of me falling in love with her. Your job will often entail making other women fall in love with you, so that they will do something for you. There is no advantage to you in falling in love, unless it's that one special person you may meet."

"Fuck for business, fuck to use people. Never let them fuck you to use you." The woman looked at Sid. "Give it to me."

He handed her a sidearm, a semi-automatic pistol. She tossed it on the bed, next to Janna.

"Shoot her, in the leg."

"Hold on, just a minute," said Kayce, in as firm a voice as she could summon, given the circumstances. "You people kidnaped me, I didn't come to you. Don't you think there's at least a small period of time to get adjusted to a new way of life, a new way of interacting with people?"

"Sure, I told her I'd help her - maybe I would have - and you see that as a mistake, but I had a whole lifetime of treating people that way. That doesn't go away in a few days without an effort, on my part and your part. You want me to learn to use people - I can do that. To hurt people - I can do that. Lie, cheat, steal-" she gestured at Janna -"fuck people simply to fuck them over - I can do that, too, but it's a learned skill. If you shoot me, you'll set me way back in my training - of which you've done little. Plus, why damage the goods" - she threw back the top sheet to fully expose her crotch, and lightly fingered her pussy, her pink slit still gleaming with her feminine moisture - "that are going to bring you plenty of power and money? It's a lot easier for me to seduce someone next month if I'm in good health, shoot me and it might be a year or more...don't you want me out there fucking women" - she lowered her voice to what she hoped was a sultry tone - "fucking you - and making The Organization more successful, now?"

Roberta's hard expression softened during Kayce's impassioned plea. As the woman's explanation continued, Kayce thought she saw a change in Roberta's eyes, and her hopes rose. Roberta considered Kayce's words, as well as fixing her eyes on Kayce's juicy cunt, and it was clear that she was coming to a decision. Then Roberta spoke.

"Don't hit the artery. I don't want her to die, I want her to learn a hard lesson."

Janna looked at Kayce, and shrugged, picking up the gun.

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