"Are you all rested and recovered, Ihan?"
Herb nodded. He had had a good night's sleep. The memory of what had happened the day before seemed like a dream to him. In one day he had given Trisha the seed, learned that his mind was being taken over by a slave named Ihan (or was
he
the slave named Ihan?), he had traveled to another dimension (?), met the most beautiful woman in the universe (her name was Whiskey!), fucked a woman in front of a crowd, been tortured by some kind of "orgasimator", and then returned to Earth.
He had fallen into a deep sleep immediately in his bed at home and when he woke up it took a few moments to realize what happened. It was only when he undressed to take a shower that the reality of it all came flooding back to him. The tip of his penis and his nipples were bright blue now, and his testicles were huge and practically bursting at the seams. His hair was thicker and his lips were meatier. And he had a voice in his head called Ihan which controlled him.
After dressing and breakfast he went to Sanantha, not because of any desire but because Ihan wanted him to. Ihan was getting very good at getting Herb to do things he didn't want to do. The scariest thought was that he would soon disappear and be totally replaced by Ihan.
"Yes, I'm fine," said Herb levelly, aware he was being inspected and screaned.
"You have a question?" Sanantha smiled at him.
"Yes." He was aware that it was impossible to keep secrets from her. "This... this voice inside my head. You tell me it's going to take over, that it's going to become me... so what happens to me, the real me?"
"It
is
the real you, Ihan. It is your authentic self; you're just rediscovering it," said Sanantha.
"Yes, but what happens to Herbert Rayburn, my... inauthentic self?" he asked.
"He will Go Away."
"What? What does that mean?"
"He will be gone. One day you will wake up and there will only be Ihan. I know you only mouth the words, Ihan. I know a part of you still believes you are Herbert Rayburn. You say the words, you say you are Ihan, and for now that is enough. But one of these days you will say the words and it will be true." She gave him a bright smile. "Herbert Rayburn... will be gone."
Herb felt his heart thumping in his chest. "When... when will it happen?"
Sanantha shrugged. "It's impossible to say." She ran a hand along his chest. "Perhaps today. Or tomorrow. Or the day after. Or next week. It can happen in an instant." She snapped her finger, making him jump. "Or I can put you on the Tree. Do you remember the Tree, Ihan?"
Herb nodded.
"The Tree is used for our toughest cases. It drains the residual host personality. A few hours in the tree, a day or two at most, and you will be gone, and there will only be Ihan."
"You didn't want to put me on the Tree. The others told you to, but you didn't," said Herbert.
"That's right." Her green eyes sparkled. "
Screan
yourself, Ihan. Do you see the seed?"
Herb did the unthinkable. He screaned his own mind. He didn't know he could. "Yes."
"What do you see, Ihan? Tell me what you see."
Herb swallowed heavily. "I... I see a bush. A bush with thick brown leaves. What is that?"
"That is your brain, Ihan. The Seed has grown so much that your brain can no longer be seen, at least on the psychic level," said Sanantha. "I know what you are thinking. You want to go to a doctor and get a brainscan. To see if it can be removed. But the doctors will find... nothing." Her hand played with his chest. "Besides, there are so many other more pleasant ways to spend the time before you Go Away."
"Like what?"
"Like making love to me, Ihan. Make love to me. Convince me you really want me... or maybe I
will
put you on the Tree."
Herb felt a jolt of anxiety. He reached up to try and kiss her but Sanantha wasn't going to make it easy for him. He stood on his toes but that
still
wasn't enough, so he grabbed her head and tilted it down slightly. That was enough to make contact. He eagerly ground his lips against hers. He could feel her pleasure increasing. He kissed and hugged her tightly and looked into her eyes. "I want to please you, Mistress," he murmured.
"Really, Ihan? Is that what you
really
want to do?" Sanantha asked. She could
screan
him fully now; he could have no secrets from her. She knew he feared being put on the Tree; she knew he would make love to her out of lust but also out of fear, a new ingredient in their lusty lovemaking mix. It didn't matter because Sanantha had found that fear could be every bit as intoxicating as lust. Perhaps even more so.
"Yes," he said earnestly, trying to believe it himself. He was terrified of what Sanantha might do to him, but he was trying his best to obey. This would be nothing like their first and second sexual encounter where he was infatuated with her. Herb still found her attractive, but also now feared for his life.
Herb took a step back and removed his shirt. Then he had Sanantha bend forward (it was the only way he could do it standing up) and pulled her shirt off of her. The tall redhead had a goofy smile on her face as her shirt came off and her short red hair was messed up. She cupped her enormous breast control collar cups. "You still want these, don't you, Ihan?"
"Yes, I do," said Herb. It was the truth. He loved her big, heavy breasts. He took her in his arms and kissed her passionately. He felt her shiver as he moved his hands up and down her naked back. Sanantha could feel his erection pressing against her and smiled. Ihan feared her, but he also still loved her. The
perfect
combination for a slave of the Iskari.
"I want to fuck you, Sanantha," he whispered. "I want to put my cock inside of you."
She saw the look in his eyes and knew it was true. She felt a thrill of anticipation go through her body. "Do it, then."
She turned around and smiled as Herb unlocked her breast control collar. There was no ripping sound. By now after having sex with four women he unlocked it like a pro. Sanantha had a shit eating grin of anticipation as she turned around and faced him after the control cups slid down her arms.
She got the reaction she wanted as Herb's eyes went wide and he squeezed his Mistress's heavy tits. "Yeahhh!" Herb growled, for the moment forgetting about Going Away and the Tree of Life. He gave Sanantha such a kiss of passion that she simply
knew
he was into it. He hugged her tightly, feeling her enormous breasts against him and rocked back and forth. "My sexy giant woman," he murmured.
"My darling little man," she smiled back at him. "I feel something pressing against me. Do you have a compression pistol in your pocket?"
"Not a compression pistol," said Herb, blushing.
"But it does fire something, doesn't it?" Sanantha grinned.
She was so sexy!
Herb pulled down her pants, with her assistance, first one leg then the other, and then attended to his own. His erection stuck out prominently in his underwear.
"Is that for
me
?" Sanantha asked, stroking it tenderly through the fabric. The head of it made such a perfect imprint!
"Yes," said Herb. He spoke in a deep voice fraught with lust. "Sanantha, I'm going to put it in you and make you come for me!"