Alien Mine

Chapter 7 B

"My body is changing," Kiania said in awe. "I know you said it would, but I can feel the changes. She was lying in bed, relaxing with Sandy and Amancia. The bed was the softest she had ever been in, with gorgeous dark blue satin sheets. Rhys had gone off to start dinner. A dangerous mission that the girls did not expect him to succeed at but willing to take a chance. The good thing for them the base AI was slowly taking over those duties, so perhaps it wouldn't be too bad and would at least be edible.

"How," asked Amancia, "what do you feel?"

"Lots of things," she said with a laugh, "but subtle. My breasts are fuller and so sensitive, the nipples as well. They seem swollen and react to the slightest touch."

"Sensitive in a good way," Sandy asked with a sexy grin as she took one of Kiania's nipples between her fingers.

"Oh yes," she moaned, "I swear they are connected directly to my clit and my brain."

Amancia trailed her fingers over Kiania's clit and then down to her anus. She stroked her finger around the tight bud, using her fingernail to scrape softly at the entrance.

"What about here," she said. "You always seem eager for Rhys to take your ass."

Kiania blushed. "OMG, I have no secrets from you two, do I?"

"No," Sandy laughed, "none whatsoever. But I notice you didn't answer the question."

"You're not going to leave that alone, are you?"

"No," said Amancia, smiling at her. She dipped her head and ran her long tongue from Kiania's clit down between her cheeks. Her tongue sought out her bottom, licking, probing, and then pushing inside.

"Oh yes, god, that feels good," she almost shouted out. Kiania spread her legs and lifted her bottom as if trying to get more of the tongue in her. She moaned as it left her, licking back up between her legs to her stomach.

"Now are you going to answer," Amancia smiled, licking her lips?

"Ok, Yes, I do enjoy being taken that way. As you could see," she said ruefully. "My ass is sensitive now, and when Rhys takes me that way, he stretches me. It doesn't hurt, just the opposite. I don't know," She went on, "there is something about it that turns me on. Who would have thought after all the times I have been fucked there; that I like anal sex for the first time in my life."

Sandy smiled and kissed her. "We like it too, Amancia, even more so if Rhys is rough with her."

This time it was Amancia's turn to blush.

Kiania brought her lips to hers for a long kiss. "It's ok, she laughed, and you know everything about me. Besides, the first time I watched Rhys dominate you, it was very sexy. I have known other women who were submissive, but you are different."

"Amancia is different," Sandy said." I was her Dom originally, but it was role play with us. It's not roleplaying anymore. Amancia is always submissive in bed now; she wants to be Rhys' full-time sub, don't you, honey."

"I do," Amancia said. "We think something happened with Bob. I switched from being a full-time lesbian to wanting to be Rhys' full time submissive."

"Wow, how did that happen," Kiania asked?

"No one is sure," Sandy answered. "We think it was Rhys, at least subconsciously. "I used to take Amancia to his place and make her put on shows with me in front of him."

"I am sure he liked it," laughed Kiania.

"Oh yeah," Sandy said with a twinkle in her eye. Afterward, we would fuck, and it was always intense. That's why I did it.

"Did you like it," she asked, Amancia?

Amancia found herself blushing. "Yes and no. Sandy disciplining me and making me cum in front of a man was so humiliating. But that's what made me so hot. Being whipped while tied and in a collar and having to beg to lick Sandy's pussy while Rhys watched was the hottest scene I had ever been in. But afterward, she would make me watch her and Rhys. I was jealous because she seemed to come so hard with him. I was afraid she would lose interest in me."

"What about now," Kiania asked?

"I belong to Rhys now, and I wouldn't change anything," Amancia said with a serene look.

"What about us? Do you feel as close to us as we do to you?"

Kiania was quiet for a second, thinking deeply and looking vulnerable. "I love you both," she said quietly, "I hope you don't mind, but I haven't had these feelings since I lost my parents."

"We don't mind; we love you too," Sandy said. She could feel Kiania responding, her emotions like a bright light. Sandy was getting better at this. Kiania had responded to her efforts, and she had been nudging Kiania's feelings throughout this conversation and many others.

Rhys provided secure emotional attachment and control. Sandy added more feminine touches. Warm, comforting emotions, love, sympathy. It couldn't replace what Rhys did, but rather it complimented it. But she was getting stronger, better at it.

"Oh yes, we love you very much," Amancia added with another kiss.

Kiania had been opening up to Sandy about her former life. It helped to confide in someone. Sandy was like the big sister she never had, though she probably wouldn't have been having sex with her sister. Kiania grinned, thinking about it. These feelings, love, joy, and, most of all, trust was new to her; she hadn't ever expected to feel them, and especially not to this depth. As she said, it was not just Rhys she loved, but Sandy and Amancia as well.

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Rhys had been paying close attention to Kiania, how she began to change, and how she had seemed to fall in love with everyone. It helped assuage Rhys' guilt feelings for his cynical manipulation of her emotions. He did feel guilty, he justified it to himself as necessary, but it was still something that had been forced on her.

But watching the changes in Kiania, Bob and Rhys began to suspect that Sandy was also influencing her. Rhys had noticed sudden changes to Kiania's emotions, as though someone was tweaking them at the right time and perhaps even exerting control over Kiania's developing symbiont. Sandy should not have been able to do that, Bob assured him, but it was a concern. He trusted Sandy, but he needed to be careful. In the wrong hands, a Bob could be a dangerous weapon to let loose on the world.

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It will need watching. Her clone is developing powers it should not have. There is a danger if it continues. Remember, if it gets strong enough and senses weakness, it will challenge us for leadership."

"What will it do?

"It will try and take control of me, and therefore you, or perhaps kill us depending on how strong your mate is

."

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Sandy would never do that," Rhys said firmly.

"Not Sandy, her symbiont. If it becomes strong enough, it can take over."

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You do not control me."

"No, but remember you were chosen specifically by the Drans. You are a warrior; your mind is strong. My programming changed to allow us to survive. What we have done with your mates is unknown. Drans symbionts are designed specifically for each mind. I was not intended for you or your mates; they have clones of me.

You must be vigilant. If the symbiont tries to take control, it will endanger our mission."

"How do I stop it?"

"You must learn to probe deeper into their minds, to the symbiont itself."

"How do I do that?"

"I will help you, but the human mind and our symbiosis are dynamic. We are both changing and adapting. It is unclear what the final outcome will be."

"Well, that's a straightforward answer if I have ever heard one," Rhys said sarcastically. Bob didn't answer. He supposed that meant he didn't know either.

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Dinner that night had been a working one; Rhys wanted to review plans for the assault on Nazir. "We are ready as we'll ever be, Sandy observed. "We are all clear on our roles."

Even though it would be the first time they attempted something like this, Rhys was confident. The girls had trained hard, and their ability to fight together was superhuman, to say the least. Even Kiania's skills were well above normal humans and would only get better.

The conversation turned to lighter things, and Rhys sat back and watched the girls talk and laugh. In turn, he studied them each, thinking how beautiful they were and how much they had changed. Kiania had come the farthest, he thought, from the severely damaged woman who didn't give a second thought about who she killed to the happy and content person she was now. Even more beautiful, her long brown hair partly covering her face, delicate cheekbones, full sensuous lips. The rest of her was just as beautiful.

His gaze shifted to Amancia, long black hair, delicate nose, slender neck that had looked so erotic in the collar Sandy would put on her. Her breasts were magnificent, Rhys thought. Bob had done a superb job there. Long legs and a way of moving that always drew his attention. Her eagerness to submit made her even more exciting.

Sandy, beautiful and self-assured as always, he loved her even more now. Red hair that hung down to her ass, he still loved taking her like that, her ass up in the air. Long legs and a sensuous way of moving that had made her very popular at clubs of all kinds. Rhys felt himself getting hard remembering the times he had watched her dominate Amancia. It had taken all his willpower to stay still; however much he had wanted to join in.

The sheer eroticism, Sandy very domineering while wielding a crop or whip and delivering just enough pain. She could draw out the most from Amancia's submission, making her beg and plead, keeping her on edge for what seemed like hours. Rhys had often imagined himself in Sandy's role, Amancia's big eyes looking into his, pleading for more. He became even harder at the thought.

"Rhys?" he heard Sandy say.

Shifting his thoughts back to the present, he realized they were staring at him, and he could feel the simmering lust between them.

"What are you doing," Kiania said breathlessly, her nipples hard and poking out of the thin dress.

"I don't know what you were thinking, but you have got us all very excited," Sandy said as she slowly got up and walked over to him.

He pulled Sandy roughly into his lap and kissed her hard. Making a decision, he used her hair to pull her away. It was time to introduce Kiania to the darker side of Amancia's needs. Rhys felt his own arousal grow as he made the decision. He had been holding back until Kiania was more comfortable with them, but that time was over. His own eagerness surprised him, but that thought was washed away as he heard a moan from the girls.

"God, Rhys, what are you doing," Sandy asked again in a breathless voice.

Startled, he looked up to see arousal on the faces of all three girls. Kiania had pushed her dress down and was openly fondling her nipples. Amancia had a hand inside her dress pressed between her legs. Only Sandy was still under control, and she was sitting in his lap, his hand still grasping her hair.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered. The command hit them, and their lust just grew more intense. They didn't, couldn't hesitate, and were quickly standing naked. Rhys took a minute to admire the three women standing naked before. They were his, and their bodies were designed by him. He loved them all but needed, no wanted something else tonight. "Amancia, on all fours," he ordered firmly, his voice husky with lust. "Crawl into the bedroom, slowly."

Rhys watched Amancia's face change, a mixture of arousal, need, and something he could only describe as raw sexuality. He watched, mesmerized by the shift as she descended into her sub persona, her movements languid. At the same time, the light played across her chocolate skin as she knelt down and begin crawling. She moved like a large cat, her hair hanging down over her face. Rhys had no idea what drove Amancia's submissiveness, but the effect on those around her was like hot magma boiling up to an erupting volcano. The lust in the air between them all became even thicker.

Kiania watched with rising excitement as Amancia immediately dropped to her hands and knees and began crawling. "Oh, yes," Sandy said softly as she and Kiania followed Amancia's crawling form. Knowing what he wanted, Sandy went to the closet, taking out the restraints and a whip. Bob had helped design the whip, something more substantial now that Amancia's body had changed. This one she would feel as it caressed her flesh and drew cries from her throat and beautiful lips. Sandy didn't need a symbiont to know how much this excited Amancia; it was something they both craved. She pulled the whip running it through her palm, hoping Rhys would let her use it.

Amancia crawled into the bedroom, aware of the eyes on her. She kept her movements exaggerated, knowing how much the others enjoyed seeing her like this. The switch into subspace had been instant when Rhys had ordered her to all fours. That change was smooth now and something she welcomed, along with the increased heat between her legs. Rhys took her wrists and stretched her arms above her head, his strength quickly lifting her off her feet. Cuffs were attached to each wrist and hooks in the ceiling. Amancia moaned as her legs were pulled wide apart and cuffed, leaving her hanging in a spread position.

Andy and Kiania watched with rising excitement as Rhys took off his clothes and stood in front of Amancia, his erection hard and jutting out. Sandy could tell something different about Rhys tonight, very masculine, aggressive, and much more dominating. Facing Amancia, his hands around her waist, he lifted her up, stretching her forward against the bonds holding her. He positioned his cock right at her opening, touching but not penetrating yet. Amancia whimpered and tried to move against him, but the bonds held her tight.

"Look into my eyes," Rhys said roughly as his own desire was almost overwhelming.

Amancia raised her head, looking into Rhys' eyes, seeing a mirror reflection of her own heat. But something more, something that thrilled her in its intensity. This was a different Rhys; this one wanted and demanded her submission. She felt a hand cup her face gently but firmly as Rhys seemed to look into her soul. Her mind did not resist as Rhys seem to reach deep within her and grasp part of her very being. As he did, Amancia felt something begin to change within her.

"You are my submissive and always will be Rhys said at the same time as he thrust his cock into her. Amancia screamed at the sudden penetration, her body pulled tight against Rhys. His words hit her with the force of a tsunami, overwhelming her as something struck at her very core. "Yes," she shouted, "God, yes, as the connection to him was thrown wide open, and she like she was falling down a well with only Rhys at the bottom. Suspended as she was, movement was impossible; she could only hang there as Rhys fucked her hard.

"Whip her now," he ordered Sandy, who was standing behind her.

Sandy had never seen Rhys this intense, and his commands focused her lust in a way that made her want him like never before. She drew back her arm and brought the whip down with a loud crack as it slashed across Amancia's bare cheeks.

Amancia screamed as the whip wickedly caressed her buttocks, making her jerk forward on the cock planted deep in her pussy. "That's a good girl," she heard Rhys say as the pain and pleasure battled within her. She was deep in her own subspace, a place she went whenever Rhys allowed her to be his submissive. It was a place she loved, where her mind was at peace, and her body screamed with pleasure.

Rhys could feel her gripping his cock, straining against the bonds. He was deep in her body and her mind, the symbiont more open to him right now, and he used both ruthlessly. Amancia's emotions flowed through his mind, almost as if they were strings to pull or loosen as he desired. This was new. He reached with his mind, plucking the strings as if playing a violin. Instead, he was playing the emotional bands, heightening, controlling her pleasure, submission, and binding her closer.

Even deeper within Amancia's mind, something else was lurking, something Rhys' symbiont recognized. Focusing, he could see what looked like a sleek panther, one with its hindquarters in the air ready to be mounted. There were cuffs around each limb, and Rhys realized he was seeing Amancia as she was now, as she saw herself. Something inside him was pleased, but not yet satisfied. In his mind, he pictured a collar and a leash. Rhys felt a deep sense of satisfaction and pure animal lust as it appeared on the panther. Yes, he thought, Amancia is mine.

Suspended by her wrists, legs pulled wide apart, Amancia could only moan or scream when the whip hit her as Rhys fucked her mind and body. She had never felt so submissive, so owned, so satisfied. She knew her place was now with Rhys, and he had demanded her submission, and she had gladly given it to him.

Amancia felt a climax building, the whip on her buttocks and the cock fucking her driving her insane with desire. "Please may I cum," she shouted out, doing her best to thrust out her hips, trying to get Rhys' cock even deeper in her.

"Whip her harder," Rhys commanded Sandy, "I want to see marks on her tomorrow," Rhys all but growled.

Sandy did as Rhys ordered, the whip coiling about Amancia's hips and buttocks. The way Amancia squirmed as the whip found her was so hot, Sandy thought. There was no escape for the little submissive slut as Sandy brought the whip down in a cruel stroke, leaving a long red welt. She was rewarded with a scream from Amancia that changed into a moan of pleasure. Sandy could hear her begging to cum, but Rhys had not answered her.

Dominating Amancia so completely awakened something dark inside him. That dark part spoke to him, and he embraced it fully. Amancia is mine to do with as I want it told him, and his body was in complete agreement. Though he was giving Amancia what she needed, he was also taking what he needed. Control of her. He heard her begging to cum, but he ignored her pleas. She would cum when he wanted her to.

Sandy needed to touch Rhys, her body crazy with desire. She gave the whip to Kiania and knelt behind him, her tongue licking between his cheeks, fingers on her sex. Kiania brought the whip down as hard as she could, and Amancia screamed again as the whip found her sensitive thighs. Kiania rubbed her clit and struck Amancia. She was caught up in the lust that seemed to fill her mind as she expertly used the whip to elicit the exquisite pain Amancia desired. She struck again and again with the whip, and Amancia's screams pushed her over the edge. She lost control and sank to her knees the orgasm was so intense.

"Cum now Rhys commanded Amancia as his cock exploded in her tight channel.

Amancia heard the command at the same time she felt Rhys shove his orgasm into her mind like an erupting volcano. Her world seemed to shatter as her body exploded in an inferno of heat and bliss as the pleasure and pain combined to overload her senses. Amancia felt Rhys in her mind forcing climax after climax as he continued to cum in her. One more time, she came screaming as Rhys told her what a good submissive she was as darkness took her.

Sandy yelled as her own climax rushed through her, joining with the others. It was strong, so strong and the emotions of everyone seemed all mixed up in her mind. Rhys' overrode all of them, but there was a wave of emotions building from all of them. Like a wave surfers dream about, a wave that builds and builds before curling and crashing down in a thunderous roar. The bonds that connected the four of them had become so much more intense. The depth of emotional bonding so much stronger.