Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

Ten minutes later, Ryan was obediently plunging between her legs, repeating everything she told him.

"You love having your mind controlled." Marion looked sternly into Ryan's eyes.

"I... I love having my mind controlled." Ryan helplessly repeated the words. The sexual pleasure was so intense. He felt helpless to obey.

"Do you mean it, Ryan?"

His mother's vagina felt so slick, so wonderful. "Yes!" Ryan growled. "I love having my mind controlled! I love it!" He groaned with pleasure as his rider directly stimulated his nipples and shaft.

Marion smiled, and it wasn't just from the movements of his shaft inside her.

"You want your rider to control you."

"I want my rider to control me!"

"You want to serve the Hive."

"I want to serve the Hive!"

Marion's eyes sparkled. "Do you Ryan, do you really?"

'Yes!" he growled, kissing her hard.

As Marion felt Ryan's penis maneuvering inside of her she reached around him to gently stroke the immature rider on his back. Its skin felt soft and sticky in parts, but hard in others. Ryan groaned with pleasure.

"You like that?" she asked, stroking his rider softly.

"Yessss," he hissed.

Slowly a smile started to appear on Marion's face as Ryan repeated what she was saying with more and more enthusiasm. As Ryan repeated the phrases, she could see that more and more he believed what he was saying. It was unavoidable. Every time he spoke, he received positive sexual reinforcement, clarifying another pathway in his brain. Soon he would be completely conditioned to do whatever the Hive wanted. Sometime Marion would spur him on, saying 'convince me', and he would growl and repeat his conditioning line with aggressive vigor.

"I want to be enslaved! I want to be a tool of reproduction!" Ryan growled.

"Not so loud," Marion hissed. "Your sisters might hear."

"Fuck them!" said Ryan. "After I'm done with you, I'll fuck them all and bring them into the Hive!"

Marion was pleased and horrified. Pleased, because Ryan finally seemed to be falling under the control of the Hive. But horrified because she didn't want Susan or Rachel brought into it. Marion's mind was still curiously bifurcated on the issue. She loved the Hive with all her might, and yet still felt a protectiveness towards her two daughters. The Hive was perfect for her and Ryan... but not for Susan and Rachel.

"You will do whatever the Hive tells you to, Ryan, not more and not less," said Marion sternly.

"Yes Ma'am," he said, winking at her.

Marion shivered. Ryan had the same face and eyes as Paul.

After Ryan's rider had been nourished on his exertions, and he was allowed to climax, they lay in bed together and cuddled, which was Marion's second favorite part of their time together... her favorite being conditioning his mind to serve the Hive.

"Mom?" said Ryan.

"Yes, dear?" said Marion. She played with his penis. Even flaccid it fascinated her. Ryan had the same pubic hair as Paul.

"What will happen... when my master matures?" Ryan was making progress. He didn't call his rider a thing or a creature anymore. He called it master. And he referred to it as "maturing". Truly excellent.

"It will have more control over you," said Marion. All the tension was drained from her now. She knew that Ryan was going to be controlled by the Hive now, and wouldn't be consumed. Still she saw a flicker of doubt cross his face. "Soon you will be under its complete control, and you'll love every minute of it," she said, giving him a quick kiss. Ryan's penis had felt so hard inside of her. Harder than Paul's had been in years.

She fondled his penis, and felt it come alive under her hand. "You felt so good in me, Ryan. The best I've ever had."

"Better than Dad?"

Marion nodded. "You are like your father was 20 years ago." She continued to fondle his shaft, more vigorously now.

Her words, her touch inflamed Ryan. "Mom!" he said, kissing her strongly. "Was I really that good?"

"Um hm," said Marion. "Feeling your long hard thing inside of me, coming in me... I loved every minute of it, Ryan."

Suddenly Ryan was on top of her, mounting her again, and fumbled with his penis for the entrance to her vagina.

"Ryan!" she cried.

"I can't help it, Mom! I need it, Mom. I need you," he said. He inserted himself into his mother and began the ritual of reproduction. The thought of strengthening his rider didn't stop Ryan from fiercely poling in and out of Marion's warm, moist vagina. It felt so good, nothing could make him stop, not even the knowledge that his exertions were helping his rider enslave his mind.

"I want to be controlled! I want my rider to control me!" Ryan said.

Marion's eyes widened. Ryan was saying the scripted phrases now without even prompting. Her baby boy was falling under the influence of the Hive! She smiled sweetly at him and rotated her hips, making him groan.

"Oh Mom!" Ryan gasped. "I want to be controlled!" He repeated again. He gasped again. "What... what will happen when it controls me more, Mom?"

"Oh, it will feel so good, so very good, dear," Marion assured him, restraining a moan. Ryan's shaft was rubbing against her clitoris wonderfully as he moved in and out of her. "You'll be controlled... and your body will be used... and you'll be made to do things...."

"That doesn't sound so good," said Ryan. But he didn't stop poling in and out of Marion. He couldn't stop.

"You'll see. You'll be made to do things, things with your body.... with your penis... you'll be made to fertilize a lot of girls... probably a lot of sexy girls..."

"I'm going to have sex with a lot of women?" Ryan asked, disbelievingly, even as he thrusted into her.

"Yes!" Marion said, as Ryan pounded into her. The thought of Ryan, fertilizing to serve the Hive, excited her without end. She smiled as she thought of him pounding into a gorgeous hot blonde.

"Maybe Rachel? Or Susan?" Ryan asked, as he continued to move in and out of her.

"No, oh no," said Marion.

"Yes," said Ryan. "Everyone joins the Hive, sooner or later. My rider told me that. Imagine me making love to Rachel while you watched."

"Oooooh!" Marion groaned. Her rider fed her an image of Ryan, on top of Rachel, neatly impaling her eldest daughter with his thick shaft.

What had she done? Marion suddenly realized that by bringing Ryan into the Hive, she had opened up an avenue for the Hive to use Ryan to take Rachel and Susan.

Ryan was relentless, both with the movements of his penis and the vision he was implanting in her mind. "Imagine me putting it into her while I make a new master for her mind."

Marion groaned again. It was too late to go back now. Ryan had a rider on her back, courtesy of her. She had created a tool the Hive could use to corrupt her daughters. Marion's rider fed her images of Rachel's slender body, holding on to Ryan for dear life as he pounded into her, as a new rider sizzled into being on Ryan's back, a rider made by a loving brother for a loving sister, who had become nothing more than sexual tools to serve a higher cause-

"Imagine my dick, deep in her cunt, as a new master I made from my own flesh and blood takes control of her mind and her body-"

"Aaaaaaah!" As Marion imagined her daughter being taken, Marion cried out in agony and joy. An enormous orgasm radiated outwards over her entire body. Ryan's turn came a few moments later. He gasped as he filled his sexy mother with his seed. His rider pulsated exactly five times, one, two, three, four, five, and Ryan sent exactly five ropes of heavy sperm shooting into his mother's unprotected womb.

As they lay together, enjoying the joyous release of sexual tension, they smiled appreciatively at each other. Marion realized that while she was training Ryan, Ryan, in a way, was also training her. Part of her knew that the girls would eventually be taken. It was only a matter of time.

But somehow the thought didn't worry her as much as it could have. Her thick double banded rider filled her with a sense of accomplishment. Marion turned Ryan over and looked at his rider. It was getting bigger. And thicker. Soon it would take more control over him. The hard part was over. She smiled contently.

Even as Ryan's training continued, Marion had sternly warned her son that they couldn't let Rachel or Susan know what they were doing.

They had just completed their sixth lovemaking session after Ryan had had his rider implanted, and Marion was playing with his penis; she was pleased to see it was hardening again quickly.

"Why do we have to sneak around? Can't we just bring Rachel and Susan into the Hive?" Ryan asked.

Marion looked at Ryan sharply. "No." Marion dimly remembered that the main reason she had agreed to take a rider was to protect Rachel and Susan. Had she also done it to protect Paul and Ryan? That part was increasingly unclear.

"But... we talk about it all the time. We make love to it!"

It was increasingly true. It was all Ryan's doing. As Marion slowly brought Ryan to orgasm by having him repeat the key phrases, he did the same to her, feeding her fantasies of bringing Rachel and Susan into the Hive. Ryan, sticking his stiff organ into Susan while his parents watched approvingly. Ryan, bringing Rachel to ecstasy while a new master was created on his back, ready to take over her unsuspecting mind mere moments later. Marion had climaxed more than once to the thought of it, and it made her uncomfortable, though she was no longer entirely sure why. Her resistance now was more instinctual, a feeling without a rational basis for understanding why.

Marion gave him a hard look. "We will not be taking the girls."

But truthfully, Marion knew that if this is what the Hive had planned for her daughters, that there was nothing she could do to stop it. And the fact that Ryan's rider had been feeding Ryan a steady stream of thoughts of taking his sisters suggested that Marion, while helping Ryan's rider reach maturity, was also helping to pave the way for the same to be done to her precious girls.

While Ryan was proving to be malleable in the bedroom, he was proving to be a problem outside of it. His immature rider was far from having total control of him, and as a young man with hyped up sexual urges he sometimes acted out. He once tried to put his arm around Marion in the kitchen; she succeeded in breaking away from him just as Rachel came in. Rachel gave them both an odd glance.

The problem wasn't limited to inappropriate touching outside of the bedroom. Ryan would stare at Marion during family meals, giving her sexy looks and not so secret smiles that Rachel and Susan couldn't possibly miss. The male side of Ryan wanted to boast to the world about what he was doing. He was sleeping with his very sexy Mom. Marion warned him more than once to act like everything was normal around her, but she understood that it was hard for a young man being sexually stimulated by his rider to do that.

Susan and Rachel couldn't help but notice that something odd was happening between Ryan and his mother. They had to. Paul came home late every evening as he was being trained by Chloe. And Marion and Ryan were spending more and more time in the master bedroom.

Rachel asked Ryan about it one time when Marion was in earshot. "What are you and Mom doing in her bedroom, slugger?"

Marion took a deep breath, worried what Ryan would say. His rider wasn't fully mature yet and wasn't in complete control of him.

"I'm having trouble in school. Mom's tutoring me," said Ryan, giving a silly smile which made Marion blush.

"Uh huh," said Rachel, not looking like she believed a word of it. She gave him an odd glance, and went to her room.

Later that evening, after Marion and Ryan made love and got dressed again, Ryan hugged her and gave her a kiss in the kitchen.

"Ryan!" said Marion, looking around. The girls were not in eyeshot. "You shouldn't be doing that here," she hissed.

"I think you like it," said Ryan, reaching down to rub an erect nipple through her blouse.

"Ryan, no!" said Marion, pushing his hand away.... But not quite quickly enough.

At that moment Susan entered the kitchen. Her eyes widened as she saw Ryan rubbing his mother's titty.

Marion looked startled. She thought quickly and kissed Ryan on the cheek. "I'm so proud of you, dear," she said. She looked at Susan. "Ryan just got an A in chemistry."

"I'll bet he did," said Susan dryly. She got something from the refrigerator and left the room.

Ryan looked at Marion. "She already knows."

"She suspects," said Marion, wetting her lips.

"I don't care," Ryan decided. He grabbed for her. "Make love to me again, Mom. Help my rider mature and take control of my mind." He squeezed her titties again.

"Ryan, no!" she giggled, pulling free of his grasp. "We just did it an hour ago!"

"I want to do it again!" Ryan declared, with lust in his eyes as his rider pulsated on his back. He smiled at her, breathing heavily. "It would be easier if Rachel and Susan were brought into the Hive. I could do it."

"Your rider isn't even mature yet," said Marion, grabbing his hand with her own.

"Soon it will be," said Ryan.

Marion took a deep breath. She could see where this was leading, and she was powerless to stop it.

Four days after Ryan got his rider, Paul walked in on them. He had come back early from Chloe's, before Marion expected him.

They were in the master bedroom. Marion was lying back, with her legs bent, as Ryan plowed into her. She smiled as she watched his exertions. He was all sweaty and tired, his muscles straining. All of which was good to help his rider grow and mature and take control of her sexy son's mind.

And then Paul came in.

"Dad!" said Ryan, immediately pulling out. His penis glistened with their combined juices. He looked tremendously embarrassed. "We... we didn't know you were coming back so soon-"

"It's fine," said Paul, with a blank expression on his face.

"What?" said Ryan.

"Were you close to finishing?" Paul asked.

"Uh, yeah," said Ryan.

"Then by all means, continue," said Paul.

Ryan looked uncertainly at Paul, and then Marion.

"Do it, dear," she whispered, giving him an encouraging smile. "Just slip it in me, like you did before."

Ryan got on top of her again, and with a worried glance to his father, slowly inserted himself into his mother. Marion gasped as she was richly penetrated again.

Paul's appearance had gotten Ryan out of the mood, but the feeling of Marion's slick, tight vagina stimulated the head of his penis, and soon he felt himself beginning to climb to a familiar peak yet again.

Marion put her arms around his neck lovingly. "Do you see, Ryan? Like all of us, your father has changed. He likes to watch now, don't you Paul?"

Paul gave an inhuman grin.

"Ryan, do you like putting it in your sexy Mom while your father watches? Tell me, dear." It will help with his training.

"Yes!" Ryan gasped, sweating profusely.

"Doesn't it make you feel powerful? Strong and sexy?"

Ryan glanced at his father, who was watching just several feet away. "Yes, yes it does!"

"Good, good boy," she said, patting his hair as he plowed into her. Each thrust gave more nourishment to her rider. Each thrust made him more a slave to the Hive.

But then Paul came by the bedside. He stared at them with an odd expression which seemed to unnerve Ryan.

Marion hastily turned his face away. "Look at me, dear, not your father." She instructed. "Now give it to me, give it to me hard!"

Ryan nodded. He pounded into Marion. He felt very odd having vaginal sex with his mother while his father watched. But his rider suppressed most of his angst, and stoked his sexual desire.

But it didn't help as Paul patted his back and talked as he made love to his mother. "That's it, son. You're just a penis, and your mother is just a vagina. All under the control of the Hive. The sooner you learn that, the better off we'll all be."

Ryan gasped with disbelief, but Marion pulled him close and gave him a passionate kiss which stifled all his objections.

"You want to be controlled," said Marion fiercely, rubbing her heavy breasts against his masculine chest.

"Oh yes, I want to be controlled!" Ryan cried.

"You want to be used," Marion said, kissing him passionately.

"I want to be used!" Ryan repeated.

"You want your new master to take over your mind."

Ryan blinked, breathing heavily. He needed to come so badly. "I... I want my master to take control of my mind."

From the sound of his panting Marion could tell he was close to coming. She whispered in his ear. "Now show your father what you can do, show him show him how manly you are. Come in me, you big masculine beast, come inside me now!"

Her words, her passion, moved Ryan like none other.

"Mom, oh Mom, oh Momomom!" he cried, and he exploded, sending spurt after spurt of sperm inside his mother, in perfect synchronization with the pulsing of the rider on his back.

Ryan, exhausted, collapsed on top of her. Not only was the sex tiring, but the energy that had been drained from him made him even more fatigued. But even as he lay there, on top of his mother, Ryan felt Paul's fingers on his back, tracing the outlines of his rider.

Ryan turned to look at him, and Paul gave him an inhuman smile. "You are doing well," he said.

"I am?" Ryan said, feeling very embarrassed. He sat up and pulled out. A thin string of sperm temporarily connected him and his mother. He quickly severed it with his hand.

Paul smiled benignly. "Your rider is getting bigger. Soon it will mature, and control you completely." Paul had an alien look in his eyes. He caressed Ryan's buttocks. "He will make excellent breeding stock for the Hive, don't you think so, Marion?"

"Of course," Marion smiled possessively. "My son will be lusted after by every woman in the Hive, I am sure of it." She turned to Ryan and fondled his penis. "Your DNA will help seed the next generation of Hivelife. Aren't you proud?"

Ryan looked startled but nodded. His mother had made love to him and his father had watched approvingly, and they were all helping an alien creature take control of his mind.

And it all felt so good.
And then, five days after he first got his rider, it happened.

Ryan was having intercourse with Marion in the master bedroom. He was pounding between her legs, but soon after he started, too soon he stiffened and went, "Ah... ah... ahhhhhh!" And Marion knew he had come much too quickly. She looked inquiringly at him.

"My rider," said Ryan, touching his own body wondrously.

Marion wordlessly took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom mirror. They both turned their backs and admired what they saw.

"It loves me," said Ryan, looking at his newly banded rider. "It loves me, and wants the best for me."

"Congratulations, dear," said Marion, kissing him on the lips. "I'm so proud of you."

Ryan kissed her back, and the kiss almost turned into something else, when he suddenly broke off. "Your rider... it's so much bigger than mine. And it has two rings."

Marion nodded. "Your rider eventually will too. It will keep growing, and it will control you more and more."

"Is that... a problem?"

"No, you will come to love it as much as I do," said Marion. She smiled at him, and pulled him by the hand back to bed. "Come, dear. Let's celebrate."

What they did next was not under orders from their riders. They did it because they wanted to.​