Chapter 13: Once More Into The Ring Dear Breeder

Rick slowly pulled his slowly softening cock from Diane Keegan's trembling body. For the first time since he awoke Rick felt his overriding desire begin to abate. Diane reached between her thighs, bringing Rick's cum from her dripping pussy to her mouth. Jesse kneeled before him and began licking his cock clean. Dr. Curtis, who had just been serviced again by the Breeder, was checking her computer.

"It looks like the entire floor has been effected. Security cams show people fucking on the floors, in the offices, everywhere. The only group unaffected is a visitor group waiting in the conference room. Apparently, because of the work going on, they're on their own circulation system." Elizabeth looked longingly at the pretty young woman sucking on the supple 8-inch cock, no longer a foot of rock hard flesh. She gave a shiver of pleasure remembering her own uncountable orgasms. But she could feel that the Breeder had had enough for the time being. "So Rick, what do you want to do next?"

"I need to find out what happened to my family." He said after a moment. "Did you get Laura out? How about Janet?"

"I'm sorry Rick, we only managed to get you out." Curtis explained gently. "They tried, but..." Elizabeth thought about how to explain what went on. She reached over to her laptop and brought up a file. Another couple of clicks sent it to the large plasma monitor in the room. "Just watch."

The screen lit up. After a few moments it became clear that they were watching a camera mounted on someone's head. The image showed a group of about 10 young men and women just outside the sorority. He saw his own image with that of a pretty Latina as they struggled to get out. Rick looked like he was drunk.

As soon as he and the girl cleared the door the group stealthily made their way into the room. Working as a team the group spread out across the main room. The lights were still out but the room was lit from light coming down the hall from under bedroom doors. Whoever the cameraman was made his way towards the far end of the room.

He peered around the corner of the door into the hallway only to find a pair of shapely female legs walking towards him. He quickly backed up into the room, probably hoping he hadn't been seen. Rick could see the other agents ducking for cover in the shadows. Looking up the camera caught the face of a striking red head in a robe.

"Sarah." Rick said quietly.

"That's Sarah?" Curtis asked. "She's the Transsexual?"

"Yeah" Rick grunted as the red head entered the room.

"I think I know her..." Curtis said quietly. She vaguely recognized the woman, but from where?

"There's no point hiding. I know you're here" The voice on the screen said confidently as Sarah could be seen standing in the doorway turning on the light. The view from the camera shifted as the cameraman stood.

"We're here to arrest you." Someone said.

"Oh, you are, are you?" Sarah smiled. Rick had seen that smile before; it made the hair stand up on his back, and it made his cock rise ever so slightly as his subconscious remembered the sexual control the woman had over him. "We'll I'm here to fuck you."

Sarah raised her hand and pressed the button on a small hand-held device. The screen went gray as the sound of a loud hissing noise came from the speakers. Coughs, cries of surprise and gasps could be heard as the quality of light changed suggesting that the camera was moving. Slowly the coughs and noises of alarm shifted as the sound of moaning became more prevalent.

As the room cleared the viewers could see that the camera was lying on the floor pointed at one of the female agents. The young woman, blonde with freckles on her nose and cheeks, was writhing on the floor. Her hands pulled at her black 'Special Forces' t-shirt tearing it open so she could reach her breasts. Her eyes were closed and her pretty mouth open as she gasped in pleasure.

From the speaker the sound of a man groaning loudly could be heard. Rick suspected that it was the original cameraman. The sound was an odd mix of pain and pleasure, like a frustrated animal.

Suddenly the camera view spun as someone picked it up. As the lens moved around the room the viewers could see that the entire entry team was subdued on the floor and furniture. The women were all writhing in various states of undress, several grabbing frantically at their male counterparts' pants. The men rolled on the ground in obvious discomfort but were not showing any signs of conscious activity.

The camera steadied as it was placed on a woman's head. The red hair that was brushed from in front of the lens led Rick to believe that it was Mistress Sarah. The camera looked down on a pair of full firm breasts as the woman's hands pulled the agent's belt and pants open, reached in and pulled out his rock hard cock and began to stroke it. Looking up, the camera caught the agent's face changing from pain to pleasure.

"Why are you here?" Sarah demanded. The agent shook his head to indicate that he wouldn't talk. Sarah stopped stroking the hard cock, just teasing it a little with a fingernail, or squeezing it. It was just enough to cause jolts of stimulation without causing the pleasure he needed. The agent moaned and threw his head side to side. Sarah began to stroke again.

"OK, I'll tell you, just please don't stop..." The agent pleaded as his eyes glazed over in pleasure. "We're here to arrest those involved in a kidnapping ring here in the university. We think it's for white slavery..." He rambled breathlessly.

"Is that what they told you hmm? Who are you with?" Sarah asked, slowing her hand. The agent looked like he was going to panic.

"I'm FBI, on loan, I don't know who's running the operation..."

"Are you sure?" Sarah asked stopping her hand. The agent began to squirm in obvious discomfort. Whatever the gas was it was definitely affecting him as he seemed to slip in and out of lucidity.

"Please, no!" He pleaded with a slur. "I don't know!"

Sarah began to stroke him again. "Who's in charge?"

"Her." He said pointing over to the blonde agent the camera focused on earlier.

"Thank you, you may cum now." Sarah said. The agent stiffened almost immediately as his cock spurted onto his chest. After his ejaculation slowed his eyes rolled back and he passed out. Sarah let go of his still hard cock and wiped her hand on his shirt. The agent's cock continued to ooze ejaculate onto his clothes.

Sarah stood up. The wide-angle camera made it look like she stood 10 feet tall. She stood over the blonde agent. The girl was actually a little older than she first appeared, probably in her mid thirties, but her fit body and short haircut made her appear younger. She lay on the ground in obvious ecstasy, oblivious to her mission or surroundings.

Sarah prodded the woman with her foot. The blonde sat up on her knees looking at Sarah with sex-glazed eyes. Sarah reached down and, with a quiet moan picked up by the microphone, pulled out her long soft cock. The blonde stared at it in disbelief, one hand reaching up to take the pale organ.

"Are you the one in charge?" Sarah asked, her voice a little husky as the blonde started to stroke her cock.

"Uh-huh..." The woman replied absently as she watched the animalistic penis engorge and slide from its sheath.

"Whom do you work for?" Sarah asked.

"I can't tell you that," The blonde answered matter-of-factly as she placed the fat head of the penis in her mouth.

"Do you like the taste?" Sarah answered with a pleasant sigh. The woman nodded, making satisfying mewing noises as she sucked. "Good, now lie back my dear, I have something to give you. And you have something to give me."

The blonde team leader obeyed immediately. Lying on her back she pulled her knees up to give Sarah access to her hungering pussy. Her eyes shone as the transsexual's pre-cum coursed through her body into the pleasure centers of her brain. Sarah knelt down and placed the massive organ into the woman's vagina. The head glistened as the girl's copious fluids coated it.

Sarah shifted so only the woman's torso and above was on camera. The blonde started to gasp, her hands grabbing her breasts and her eyes opening wide to look into the camera as she became enthralled by Sarah's eyes. She moaned as she gasped for air, cries of rapture coming from her throat.

"Now tell me, who do you work for dear?" Sarah asked. By the movement of the camera it was clear that the dominating woman was fucking the tight blonde.

"Air Force Special Forces..." She gasped. "Breeder Program..."

"Very good..." Sarah praised as she would a young child. "You may cum for me now."

The blonde cried out as she was overwhelmed by an orgasm. She jerked on the floor as the monster cock slid in and out of her clenching vagina. As the contractions faded she shuddered, pinching her hard nipples.

"Are you sanctioned or black ops?" Sarah followed up.

"The program is black but with oversight." She purred to the camera.

"What about this operation? Are there others?"

"No, just transportation outside, two SUVs one driver each." The blonde answered between cries of pleasure. It was clear that she would tell Sarah anything in this condition.

"Good, my girls have taken care of them already." Sarah said confidently. Rick could hear the smile spreading across her lips. "So you will be my toys for the evening. You may cum for me again."

The blonde exploded in orgasm again. Her sweat-covered face was an intense picture of animal sexuality. Her teeth were gritted as she screamed through her clenched jaws.

"Last question my dear..." Sarah said, breathing heavily. "Will anyone come looking for you?"

The woman looked up towards the camera, her face clearly showed how overwhelmed she was. Her sexuality completely controlled her at this point. Intellectually she realized her plight, but equally so, she realized she was helpless against the overloaded pleasure centers of her brain. Leaning up on her elbows she looked down at the hard flesh invading her quivering body.

"No." She gasped. "I don't think anyone will come..."

Gasping, she began to cry out as the cock slammed deep inside her body getting harder and harder while her new mistress approached her own orgasm. The blonde let out a long wail as Sarah pumped cum deep into her body.

Suddenly a huge spurt of white cum sprayed across her body. The blonde sat up and stroked the spurting cock aiming the fluid into her gaping mouth. Sarah moved forward to straddle the girl as she continued to use both hands to pump her mistress' sex organ. The video went to static as the blonde special ops leader stroked the massive appendage, licking up the oozing cum from the tip.

"That's all we have" Dr. Curtis said. She paused as she noticed that Rick had another hard erection that he was sliding in and out of Jesse's willing body.

"That's all?" Rick asked without stopping.

"We found the empty vehicles with the recorders intact. The video headset was found in the main room of the Sorority. She wanted us to see the tape"

"What about Laura and Janet? Anyone else left?"

"Gone." Curtis answered solemnly.

"Tracy?"

"We sent a team to your place 2 days ago, as soon as we realized you were gone. She wasn't there." Curtis answered, a tear rolling down her cheek. "That doesn't mean that she's been taken..." She offered.

"Janet completely overwhelmed me at the house, I can't see Tracy able to resist." Rick started pumping hard into Jesse. The slim Brunette cried out and bore down against the huge cock as Rick pumped another load of cum deep into her body.

"Next step is to find them, get me in again, and get them out." Rick said decisively.

"Absolutely, I'll make sure it happens, whatever I can do..." Curtis answered, there was no way she could even think of contravening the Alpha Male.

"OK, good." Rick said smiling. For the first time in what seemed like forever he felt positive. "We need to get me out of here."

Curtis nodded as she grabbed some folded Air Force robes from under a counter. She handed one to Jesse, and to Diane and put the other two on a stool. Kneeling down she started to lick Rick's semi hard cock clean. Rick looked down at the gorgeous blonde and raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Well..." Elizabeth thought for a few seconds. " I can't send you out dirty can I?"

Outside the door of the lab 3 armed guards stepped up to the door, a male second lieutenant and two female airmen. None were normally tasked with this sort of mission, coming from the clerical pool, but all 3 carried standard side arms. Their orders were to prevent a male patient, identified with a photo as 'Rick', from leaving the lab area.

The three were thoroughly shaken by their trip through the station level. They walked through a normal looking instillation of offices and small lab areas. But the floors and furniture were littered with naked bodies, some wildly coupling with each other, masturbating and beckoning to the squad or lying almost lifeless from exhaustion. The three had missed the overwhelming onslaught caused by the Breeder, but they were still feeling the effects.

Airman Gina Littlebird, 'Bird' as she was nicknamed, had trouble concentrating as her large breasts pushed against her uniform blouse making her nipples hard and itchy. In fact her entire body was aroused but the sensation from her hard nipples was driving her crazy. She wished her blouse were a little looser and that she wore a skirt like her squad mate as every move in her uniform slacks rubbed against her erect clit.

Airman Angie Simpson was also feeling the effect of the pheromones but she was enjoying the effects. She walked beside and a little behind the other two, watching them as they walked. She had a shoulder length haircut and looked very much like the office worker she was. Wearing a skirt made her slim hips look a little fuller on a normal day, but now it allowed her to slide her moist thighs together as she walked. She also found it hard to concentrate walking so close to the 2nd Lieutenant, especially with such an obvious bulge in his pants.

2nd Lieutenant Jones was almost forgetting their mission as he watched Bird's ass sway in front of him. He wished Simpson would walk a little faster so he could check her out too. He was happy to be blessed with a cock that reinforced the myth about black men and size. He'd be even happier to pull it out and prove it to his new command, but this was literally his first opportunity to command a squad of any size and he didn't want to blow it.

The three uneasy young people came to a stop at the sliding door to the lab they were ordered to guard. They nervously stood there; unsure whether to raise their weapons, set down a fire zone, or just sit on their collective rear ends.

Angie's head was swimming slightly as she stood with her gun pointed to the floor. Her pussy was aching with desire and her whole body was buzzing. She looked again at the bulge in Jones' pants. She wondered if the rumor in the ladies room was true, it sure looked like it. She pulled open the neck of her uniform blouse to try and cool down.

Gina was hot too. She couldn't understand why she seemed to be getting horny on such a dangerous mission. She usually worked a desk job; the last time she'd held a gun was in basic training. But here she was, tasked with stopping a dangerous man, and she was almost melting with desire.

"Keep calm you two..." Jones said, trying to sound more in charge than he felt. His cock twitched painfully at the sight of Littlebird's round hips and tight ass.

Suddenly the door slid open. All three jumped in surprise and raised their pistols making sure they were cocked and off safety. Nobody came through the door.

"OK, let's just relax, we don't want to shoot anyone by accident..." Jones said.

"God it's hot..." whispered Gina, breathing heavily. It was too hot in here, and her clothes were driving her mad. After a minute of staring at the open door it had become too much. Her clothes were just too restrictive. Every inch of fabric was rubbing against her skin, stimulating her, and turning her on.

Behind her Angie was feeling the same way. With one shaking hand she undid a few buttons of her blouse, letting it open to cool her skin down, slightly exposing her small tight breasts. Her whole body felt electric, every tiny move making her hotter and hotter. God she wanted to get her hands on, strike that, her pussy around the 2nd lieutenant's big hard cock.

Both women were literally panting with arousal as a hand reached around the open door with some white gauze held in a medical clamp.

"Don't shoot!" a feminine voice called out. A pretty young brunette poked her head around the doorframe. This confused the group as they'd been told to expect a male.

"Should I put my hands up?" The brunette asked, her eyes bright as she smiled broadly. Her eyes were a glassy, and she looked somewhat disheveled, she appeared drunk but harmless enough.

Jones thought for a moment. He tried to figure out what to do but was distracted by the beautiful girl, or more to the point, the open robe and the cleavage it revealed. "Uh... no ma'am, um, are you alone?" He said unsurely.

"I'm alone," Diane said holding her arms out to the side to show she was unarmed, and to show off her body too. "There are two others inside, but I think they have him subdued."

"OK, come on out, you could be in danger." Jones said. His cock began to throb as he watched the pretty young woman walk out of the lab. He thought he recognized her. Wasn't she the timid young medical assistant? Deanna, Diana, something like that?

"I don't know how to thank you." Diane said warmly as she walked the few yards to the group. "I was so scared in there."

Diane walked up to Bird and gave her a little kiss on the cheek. "Thank you." She said as she walked towards Simpson.

Gina's check tingled where the girl kissed her. The warm tingling began to spread throughout her body. Gina was initially frightened; but soon gave herself to the pleasurable wave that began to overcome her. She turned back to face the door, her weapon raised in her shaking hand. Soon she lost track of the reason why she was standing there, why she held her gun up. But she was acutely aware of her aching pussy.

Diane walked up to Angie and gave her a similar peck on the lips. Angie stared at her for a second, licked her lips, and closed her eyes. Her breathing deepened as she felt a shiver of pleasure run down her back. It was the same shudder she felt when someone flicked their tongue against her clit. She slowly opened her eyes to watch the door, like a cat expecting a mouse to come out of a hole. She didn't know why, but her body understood that there was something of vital attraction in the other room.

The women had no way of knowing that Diane had coated her lips with Breeder cum before coming out of the lab. As soon as she kissed them she transferred the substance, laden with sexual pheromones and enzymes, to their skin. The substance immediately began to sink in and enter their bloodstream.

She walked over to Jones, her taut body visible underneath the open robe. She licked her lips while she held him with her eyes. Jones couldn't help admire her lithe body and her pretty face. His cock was hurting, held in by his trousers.

"You don't recognize me do you Nathan?" She asked.

"No, should..." Jones paused as the light went on over his head. "Lunch, last week. We shared a table right? Um, Deanna!"

"Diane, but close enough!" She smiled. Jones felt hot, like someone turned up the heat 30 degrees. And his cock ached at the sight of the cute brunette standing so close. Diane placed her hand on his hard cock. "I'm glad to see you remember me."

Jones looked down, his face burning in embarrassment. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry, it's just that..."

"Oh, don't apologize." Diane cut him off, squeezing his cock a little harder, stroking it through the material. "It looks like it hurts is all."

Jones moaned at the touch. "I don't know that you should be doing that..." He said nervously as he watched her stroke his cock.

"Don't worry, the girls are watching the door, I think you need a little relief before you break something." Diane said as she started to pull down Jones' zipper. Jones looked over at the two airmen to see them still standing in place. He failed to notice that the women were oblivious to what was going on as the unseen Breeder overwhelmed their bodies and minds. Diane reached in and pulled out his rather impressive black cock. It was bent from being trapped in his pants but began to fill the rest of the way with blood as it was released.

"Oh my..." Diane said in mock surprise as she held the black cock in front of her face. "I guess the cafeteria rumors are true."

Jones' cock was a solid ten inches long, thick at the base and thinning a little by the head. It was charcoal black along its length topped by a caramel colored head. It looked like it had been carved out of rock. Prior to her breeding with Rick, Diane would have said this was a monster cock. She slowly slid her hand up the length of Jones' cock eliciting a moan of pleasure and relief from him.