Chapter 26: A Unified Darkness
The next few days, Ayla and Ezenia stayed silent about what had transpired in the renovation celebrations. This was mostly due to Ezenia not wanting to admit to herself that she had enjoyed it immensely, especially since the last person she even acknowledged as something other than a slave or subordinate was Ayla's mother. The Doctor had begun to trust her, and had left the fluid processing to her, to refine and rejuvenate Real Milk, Pure Bliss, and Complete Desire. Of course, with the new automation, HOPE's calculations were off, and it only took a few days to be back up to speed, the increased efficiency leading to quite a substantial increase.
Most of the researchers and scientists who had been working under the woman were actually a bit overjoyed at having more space on the island to themselves. Without the techs, they found a sizable increase in their salaries, Ezenia backing off on her demands, and immense pleasure at only working with professional staff. 'They're researchers first and foremost', Ezenia had told Ayla. It was also partly due to the Doctor's generosity to allow the researchers to study their own projects and fund them too in their off time that allowed the morale to stay high.
It only took a few more days before Ayla became bored once more. She had spent the majority of the construction working on Complete Desire, and now that the drink was pretty much finished at that point, she had more free time. Pure Bliss only needed some minor tweaking, and Real Milk needed a better bottling process. The silence she received from her superior told her all she needed to know about the woman's feelings towards her. Just as she had suspected, the woman would not be able to withstand her advances. Testing the theory, she found herself in the Doctor's office, once again sitting in the high-backed chair, watching the process.
When the doors opened and closed, the young girl looked up to see the ever-present grin on Ezenia's face.
"My, you've been so busy, I didn't think I'd get a chance to catch you." Ayla began.
"Well, I have been busy."
"New clients? New ways to break these innocent little girls?"
"Both, actually." The Doctor sat on her desk, looking at the screen. "You never get tired of seeing their fear, do you?"
For once, the girl wasn't stroking herself, yet her penis was fully erect, the head resting in Ayla's cleavage. She returned her gaze to the screen. "I just like seeing that moment of realization when they know it's too late for them. In fact, seeing their legs damp with their own juice is more that enough."
There was an awkward silence as the two watched a few more girls go by the cameras.
"I'm waiting, you know." Ayla said, not averting her gaze.
Ezenia decided to play dumb. "What do you mean?"
Ayla only sighed in annoyance. "Must we really dance around the subject? I'm tired of cutting through this bullshit each time I speak with you, so I'll be direct. I want your pussy, slurping at my cock, now."
The woman looked at the young one, the maniacal glimmer in her eye. The girl was showing her hand, her arousal being her weakness. "Well now, I guess that poses quite a problem."
"I said enough with the crap talk. Either sit on my cock, or don't, but don't just sit there like I'm an idiot. I'm tired of the games, Ezenia."
The Doctor was having too much fun. "Ayla-"
"Yes, or No." Ayla interrupted.
"That's Doctor Ezenia to you. Don't forget your place. Don't give me a reason to put you in the room again."
"You don't need a reason to have me raped mechanically. Now, yes or no... 'Doctor'?"
"That's for me to know, and you to find out."
Now Ayla was upset. She looked the woman in the eye coldly. "I could rape you here and now, and no one would stop me. So be a good little bitch, and hop on my cock."
The girl's stare was unnerving. Ezenia had a feeling she wouldn't be broken, and her grin became wider. "One week? One month? How long would you like to be on the breaker this time?"
"Ezenia, just sit on my lap and we can discuss my torture afterwards. If you want a reason, just pretend I tried to rape you. Enjoy it, then turn the knife like you usually do." Ayla's gaze shifted back to the screen.
The older one looked at her incredulously. "No matter how big and bad your hormones are, you couldn't last a week on that thing. Your mind will eventually be mush."
"Like Sara's?" She replied sarcastically. "Ezenia, just stop playing these damn games! It's too damn annoying to argue semantics and all I want to do is cum up your cunt. I want to feel how a mature woman feels."
"But I enjoy these games oh so well with you Ayla. It's fun to see you pissed off." The Doctor licked her lips and leaned in closer to the girl's ear. "Isn't the chase part of the fun?"
Growling, Ayla stood up, slamming her hands down on the desk and turned to Ezenia, sheer rage in her eyes.
"Do it, and you'll never live to see a single hair of Tasha's again, or even get a chance to taste anything from her." The Doctor dared the hermaphrodite. "I know how to push your buttons, and as long as I am in control here, you will do as I say."
Ayla snarled and leaned in towards Ezenia, almost close enough for their noses to touch.
"Is that understood?"
The woman's breath smelled of peppermint and something else... A certain product.
"Is that why you've been indulging yourself in Complete Desire?" Ayla didn't want to back down.
"Slave, what I do in my spare time is none of your business."
"Clients, huh? I bet you just got fucked by some of those guys after enjoying my new concoction."
A moment of stunned silence; Although the woman didn't show it, the girl was right. She had been horny ever since that encounter, and had enjoyed herself with a few of her artificial herms.
"It's so much easier to enjoy your fantasies when you don't have to admit them to the one you're truly fantasizing about, isn't it?" When Ezenia hesitated, Ayla continued, "How many cocks have been up there as you've laid awake at night hoping to find me? How many times have you cum, wishing it was my mother's dick in you? Hell, I bet you've even enjoyed the perversity of me and my mother doing you both at once, or probably even each other. Carrie and Denise weren't enough?"
The two stared at each other like that for minutes, the only sound in the room was a very quiet hum of the computer in the desk.
"God damn you Ezenia. God damn you to hell." Ayla muttered, only loud enough for them both to hear. She knew the island was too well automated, and HOPE had already been prepped to prevent the business from going under, and it was this fact alone, knowing that she couldn't match an AI, that prevented her from attacking the one before her now. "How long have you waited for this moment? The moment when you could attempt to break me at my most heightened state of aggression?"
Ezenia's gaze was piercing and equally cold. "Far too long to let someone as young and obstinate as you to get to me. I think I'll set a new record with you. Two months? That's over two thousand hours. And with Complete Desire, I can really fuck with your mental state. You will break. You will be my bitch until the day I kill you with that machine if need be. You will die being my slave."
The darkness inside Ayla was reaching a breaking point, and the girl lunged at the woman, knocking them both down onto the floor. Young lips met older ones as the girl kissed her captor roughly, forcing her tongue into the woman's mouth. At the same time, she ripped the woman's lab coat off as well as the clothes underneath, soon exposing the firm globes of flesh.
Wasting little time, Ayla's tongue traced a line of drool from Ezenia's mouth to one of the nipples, suckling on it and biting the tip gently.
Ezenia moaned in return, holding the girl to her bosom. "You lack control, and you have far too many hormones running around your head. This is what will forever make you mine-Ouch!"
