Incest/Taboo Bred by the Hive

Every time Ernesto entered him all the way he paused, giving Carl the feeling of being richly impaled, before pulling out again. When Ernesto was flush against Carl's ass, Carl felt the roughness of his pubic hair, and the heaviness of his balls. Carl knew that soon enough the contents of those balls would be inside him.

"Now we find a rhythm that works for both of us, yes?" Ernesto started to plow into Carl in rapid short bursts. Carl's ass cheeks jiggled and he heard slapping sounds as Ernesto's heavy balls slapped against his ass repeatedly. In moments both he and Ernesto were groaning in pleasure.

Carl knew how this was going to end, how it had to end: with him becoming a walking repository of Ernesto's sperm. Ernesto would mark Carl as his, in a way no one else but Carl would see or know, making him carry his essence inside his own body. Just like a woman.

Ernesto shifted his angle slightly so the camera recording this would have a better view.

Ernesto leaned forward and his heavily tattooed arms roughly grabbed Carl's neck in a choke hold, turning his head to the side so they could kiss even while he continued to penetrate his new lover. As Ernesto aggressive held onto his face and throat and leaned forward, Carl kissed him back, now eager to be fully used. His penis was hard and aching now, rubbing against the bed and getting more and more stimulated with every thrust.

"They're watching," Ernesto whispered.

"I know," said Carl. He should have felt embarrassed, humiliated; but all he felt right now, with his rider hot on his back, was tremendous sexual need.

"Let's give them a good show, then," Ernesto whispered. He started thrusting more vigorously into Carl.

"You like that, don't you?" said Ernesto. "You like the fullness of another man penetrating you, making you feel helpless, using you like a woman."

"Yes," Carl whispered. "Yes, if it will protect Hannah." Carl's rider amplified the sensual effect of every thrust, making him feel pleasure throughout his body. With each thrust Carl gasped, and the sexual tension in his penis and balls grew even more intense.

"Oh, it will, it will," said Ernesto. "Tell me again how much you like it."

"I like it!" Carl yelled, as Ernesto continued to pump his asshole. "I like being used by the Hive!"

"Do you like feeling my fullness inside you, being taken like a woman?"

"Yes!" Carl cried, fully aware that Hannah was watching. Words appeared magically inside his head; he said them willingly. "I... I like feeling you inside my ladycunt!"

His ladycunt.

Ernesto smiled with satisfaction as he looked down at the beleaguered man wearing a wig, padded bra, and upraised skirt who he was pounding into. "You are the lesser, Carl. You are the woman now." Ernesto gritted his teeth and thrusted more rapidly. "In a moment, you will know how every woman feels when a man comes within her. You want to know what that feels like, don't you, Carl?"

"Yes," said Carl, with a pained expression on his face.

"What are you, Carl?"

I am Homosexual.

Carl gritted his teeth. No! It would destroy his relationship with Hannah!

I am Homosexual.

Carl felt his rider hot on his back and heavy in his mind. It was like a dam that was in the process of collapsing. He couldn't resist the tide. "I... I am homosexual!"

"Again!"

"I am a homosexual!" he cried.

"Are you my lover?" Ernesto demanded, his hands on Carl's neck as he plunged into him.

"Yes!" Carl cried. "I am your lover! I am your... your bottom!" He groaned as he said it, glancing at the camera. She was probably watching. He knew his relationship with Hannah was probably over and done now.

"And what of Hannah, Carl?" Ernesto asked. "Do you want Eduardo to protect her?"

"Yes," he whispered.

"Louder, Carl," said Ernesto, as he thrusted harder.

"Yes!" Carl cried, his back arching. "I want Eduardo to protect Hannah!" He could only imagine Hannah right now, watching this with Eduardo comforting her. He felt so ashamed. And yet something, something in his mind, made him want to continue. He looked up at the camera. "Hannah, let him protect you! Let him keep you safe!"

"And do you know how he's going to protect her?" He enjoyed a hard thrust that made Carl wince before continuing. "He's going to make love to her. He's going to make love to your precious girlfriend."

"No!" Carl cried.

"It's the only way for her to be safe, Carl. You do want her to be safe, don't you?"

"Yes!" said Carl.

"Then you want Eduardo to fuck her. That's the only way she can be safe, if Eduardo fucks her. Do you want that, Carl?"

At that very moment Carl, feeling so intensely helpless, realized how badly he had been deceived. He had made a solemn deal with Eduardo. He had sacrificed everything to keep Hannah safe, agreeing to let Hannah see him debase himself like this, all in a futile effort to keep her out of Eduardo's arms, at least for tonight. And now he realized the full extent of Eduardo's plan. Eduardo would have Hannah tonight, and perhaps he would have her because of Carl's very cooperation.

And yet he couldn't resist. He felt incredibly aroused. He felt patterns of force from his rider going into his head, his chest, his groin. His single banded mature rider was strong for him, much too strong, having worn him down repeatedly over the past few days. He felt it blood hot on his back now, rapidly inflating and deflating, as it exerted its full control over him, making his chest tight and his penis ache. Carl felt an incredible urge to climax, an incredible urge to come, and at that moment he would do anything, anything in the world, to get it.

Ernesto reamed him again, jolting him back into awareness. "I ask you again, Carl. Do you want Hannah to give herself to Eduardo?"

"Yes," Carl said, sobbing real tears.

"Then look into the camera, and say it!"

Carl was a broken man now. He bore little resemblance to the fiance who entered the Hive with Hannah mere days ago. He had been worn down to a smooth, polished stone, and the only choice he had was to obey.

He looked up into the camera as tears streaked down his cheeks. "Hannah! I want Eduardo to make love to you!"

"Do you want that? Do you really want that, Carl?"

"Yes! If it will keep her safe!"

"Most assuredly," said Ernesto approving, as he thrust into Carl again. "Having sex with her is the only way to keep her safe. You understand that now, don't you?"

"Yes!" Carl cried, as he was reamed again. The flap of his miniskirt dropped down again, hiding the connection between Ernesto and himself. But with the miniskirt down and his heavy padded bra sticking out underneath him through his pink sweater, Carl looked even more like a female being taken.

"Eduardo is fucking your precious Hannah now, Carl. He is fondling her nude body, her breasts, and her cunt, forming a bond with her, a special connection which will sever your own. And before long tonight he will be fucking her, inserting his penis inside of her, banging her cunt really hard, and making her his woman forever. You approve of this, don't you?"

"Yes, yes I approve!" Carl yelled. He felt so beaten down, so worn out.

Ernesto smiled approvingly. "That's good, very good Carl. We're going to train Hannah, train her to fuck all kinds of people. She's going to be made to fuck men, many men. You approve of this, do you not?"

"Yes!" Carl looked into the camera. "Make her love other men!" His rider gave him an image of a long line of men sporting erections, as Hannah rode up and down on a man's shaft, her breasts and hair bouncing gloriously as she served the Hive, her rider inflating and deflating with every thrust.

"The Hive may breed her. Another man will inseminate her, fill her with Hivelife. Does that please you as well?"

"Yes!" Carl cried, imagining Hannah with an enormous belly filled with a child. Eduardo's child. At that moment he would have said anything to get his climax.

"And you're going to help us. You're going to help us persuade her when she falters, because you know that's the only way to keep her safe, don't you?"

"Yes," Carl said. He turned to the camera. "Hannah, do whatever Eduardo says!"

Ernesto grinned as he rodded Carl from behind, pounding furiously under the miniskirt. "Doesn't this feel good, the total lack of control? I'm inside you, Carl, and I can do anything I want. Anything at all. And Eduardo, soon he'll be inside of Hannah, in much the same way I'm inside of you. We'll do anything we want to you, and you'll love it, because we have all the control. Don't you love it, Carl?"

"Yes," Carl sobbed. "Yes, yes, yes. Please, I need to come! I need release so badly Ernesto!"

Ernesto smiled, his long earring of chains jangling against his beard as he moved back and forth . "Do you want me to come inside of you? To fill you with my seed, like a woman?"

"Yes," Carl gasped.

Ernesto looked towards the camera. "What about Hannah? Don't you love her?"

"Hannah?"

"Yes, Carl?"

Hannah belongs with Eduardo. Hannah needs a real man.

The pain was too intense. Carl needed sexual release. "No... not me.... Hannah... Hannah belongs with Eduardo. Hannah needs a real man inside of her!" It hurt so much to say it. But it hurt even more not to.

Ernesto nodded approvingly. "Yes, yes she does. Which would you rather have, Carl. Me inside of you, or Hannah?"

"You... only you... please... I want to be... I want to be your bottom...." Carl gasped, looking up at the camera.

Ernesto smiled as his rider filled him with an incredible sense of well-being. It was done.

"There's one thing that remains to be done, Carl," said Ernesto, moving more rapidly.

"I know," Carl gasped.

"I'm going to fill you with my seed, and make you mine."

"Yes!" Carl gasped.

"Beg for it. Beg to be filled!"

"Please Ernesto!" said Carl, lost in lust. His penis was hard, aching; his balls felt like they were going to explode. "Please come inside me! Please fill my... my ladycunt with your sperm!"

Ernesto gritted his teeth. "I am getting close, my friend, very close." Ernesto's dark bearded face became a mask of concentration. His ass cheeks and powerful tattooed thighs glistened with sweat as he pumped in and out of Carl's anus. His dark chest hair glittered with perspiration.

"Fill me, Ernesto. I need to have you come inside me." It was all Carl could think about. "Fill me, lover, please!"

"Ah ah ah ah-" Ernesto thrust between Carl's thick ass cheeks. His penis was coated with foul smelling excrement. His heavily tattooed arms grabbed onto Carl's neck tightly.

"Ernesto!" Carl gasped

"Carl!" Ernesto cried out.

"Ernesto!" Carl cried again, as his face turned red,

And then Ernesto cried out, "Dios Mio!" as his entire body shuddered and he collapsed on top of car. Carl actually felt Ernesto's penis erupt inside of him. He felt the wetness of gobs of viscous fluid flooding into his rectum. The shock of it caused Carl's penis to erupt, shooting out sperm on the bedsheets beneath him. "Oh Ernesto! I love you so much!" he cried. He turned his head and Ernesto leaned forward, grabbing Carl by the neck in a choke hold and kissing him passionately even as he flooded his ass with his manly cum.

Hannah had seen nearly the whole thing.

She watched, in silence at first, trembling even as Eduardo wrapped his arms around her. She watched with disgust as Carl kissed and fondled Ernesto even as Ernesto kissed and fondled him back. The lust she had felt as recently as a few minutes earlier, the swelling in her clit at the mere thought of Carl being penetrated by another man, was long gone. Hannah's emotions were once again her own, and she was horrified to watch her beloved fiancee making love to another man.

"No, Carl!" she cried as she watched Carl obediently get on his hands and legs, arching his ass to give Ernesto an easier angle of entry.

"It is what he wants," said Eduardo, squeezing her breasts under her bikini top. "Carl is homosexual now."

"No!" Hannah cried, as her eyes filled with tears as Eduardo squeezed them hard.

She heard Carl say, "Will Hannah be protected?" and Ernesto assured him that she would be, and Carl lifted his ass further. How could he? Carl somehow thought letting Ernesto have sex with him would "protect" her. How deluded was that? What kind of fucking weak man would agree to be taken in the ass to protect his-

Hannah cried out as Ernesto penetrated Carl. She felt Carl's pain as he grimaced and cried out. But her discomfort only increased as Carl's attitude towards the taking change. She heard him moan, apparently with pleasure.

"What... what is he doing?" she breathed.

"He is enjoying his first homosexual encounter. The first of many," said Eduardo, toying with a nipple.

Hannah couldn't deny the evidence before her own eyes. Carl had a smile on his face now. The entire scene disgusted her. Her fiancee was being taken in the ass by a heavily tattooed, bald bearded Spanishy man... and Carl was loving every minute of it! Hannah looked at the hard rod poling in and out between Carl's ass cheeks. The thought of that rod inside of Carl made her wince. Carl's low moans of pleasure didn't help either.

"How can he do this? How can he do this to me?" she cried tearfully, as Eduardo hugged her tighter.

"It is what he wants," Eduardo said, in a patient tone. "Carl is homosexual now."

"No!" Hannah cried. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she heard Carl being used like a woman, even dressed like a woman. The image would be burned in her mind forever. Carl, on his hands and knees, his brown curly wig falling down over his shoulders; his heavy padded bra also hanging low inside his tight pink sweater, making him look like a woman with big tits; and his miniskirt, which at first was pushed up his back but now had fallen down again. As Eduardo pounded furiously under the miniskirt, Carl looked so much like a woman, so much like a fucking weak woman, begging to be taken and used by a man!

"How can he do this to me?" she cried. But it only got worse.

He looked up into the camera as tears streaked down his cheeks. "Hannah! I want Eduardo to make love to you!"

"Do you want that? Do you really want that, Carl?"

"Yes! If it will keep her safe!"

"Most assuredly," said Ernesto approving, as he thrust into Carl again. "Having sex with her is the only way to keep her safe. You understand that now, don't you?"

"Yes!"

Hannah was sobbing wildly now, her body wracked with tremors. What a weak cuckold! What a weak fucking cuckold!

"Which would you rather have, Carl. Me inside of you, or Hannah?"

"You... only you... please... I want to be... I want to be your bottom...." Carl gasped, looking up at the camera.

"Please Ernesto!" said Carl, lost in lust. His penis was hard, aching; his balls felt like they were going to explode. "Please come inside me! Please fill my... my ladycunt with your sperm!"

"NOOOOOO!" Hannah wailed, as the love of her life literally begged another man to fill him with his sperm. The scene was devastating to her. Carl had looked into the camera and renounced his love for her. He was a homosexual. No, it couldn't be!

She watched with complete shock as Ernesto pounded more furiously under the miniskirt. She knew what was about to happen and would do anything to stop the defilement of her boyfriend. "No, Carl, don't let him do it!" Hannah screamed. "NOOOOO!" She cried a second time as Ernesto groaned powerfully and collapsed on top of her fiance. And when Carl turned his head and kissed him and cried "I love you!"

Hannah was beyond numb.

It was over. Four years together. They were about to get married in June. But now it was all over. She and Carl WERE DONE.

Hannah's eyes burned and her throat was raw as Eduardo turned the holoprojector off.

Hannah herself had encouraged Carl to cooperate. She fully remembered that. But Hannah had been certain that Carl would mightily resist being taken by Ernesto, and would only let himself be used most reluctantly. No sane heterosexual man would want to be taken in the ass by another man! And so she had encouraged him to comply, to get them one step closer to Rebecca. What Hannah had expected to see when Eduardo had turned on the holoplayer was Carl resisting Ernesto, to various degrees, but ultimately permitting himself to be taken. Or perhaps Carl would simply bend over and let himself be used, but not participate any more than he had to.

What Hannah saw was totally different. The Carl she saw on the holodisplay she no longer recognized. Carl had eagerly let himself be used by Ernesto. He had cried out with joy as Ernesto flooded his ass with manly cum. And he had proclaimed his love for Ernesto, not Hannah. Carl had not only performed, but Carl had performed enthusiastically.

Hannah choked back a sob. There was no other conclusion.

Carl was a homosexual.

There was no doubt about it now.

This wasn't the man she had fallen in love with. This wasn't a man she wanted to be with.

As she sat in the small bedroom, sobbing quietly, Eduardo fondled her breasts gently, trying to soften the blow.

"Why would he do that?" Hannah whispered.

"Carl is homosexual," said Eduardo.

"No!" said Hannah, trying to deny what she saw with her own eyes.

"Carl is homosexual," said Eduardo firmly. "Just listen to his own words. He would rather have Ernesto come inside his ass than be inside of you." He kissed her on the lips; Hannah accepted the kiss, but didn't respond to it.

"Why did he say that?" Hannah asked again. She felt herself starting to become sexually aroused, as her rider pumped her body with pheromones. She felt the warmth on her back moving through her body, to her tits, to her cunt, stimulating her, exciting her.

"Carl wanted to set an example for you," said Eduardo. "He wants you to give up your body, as he did." He started to kiss her neck. "He wants us to have intercourse together."

"No... no... Carl would never want that," said Hannah.

"You heard him," Eduardo whispered. He spoke between kisses. "Carl wants you to give yourself up." Kiss. "He wants you to give your body to the Hive." Kiss "To give your body to me." Kiss. "He wants us to consummate our relationship and become lovers."

Hannah narrowed her eyes. She had heard Carl say it, but still didn't quite believe it. "Carl wants that?"

"Very much so," Eduardo assured her.

"Why... why would he want that?"

His kisses moved to her cheeks. They were as soft and gentle as she was. Her dried tears tasted salty against Eduardo's lips. "He did it for you," Eduardo said. "He wants you to be happy." Kiss. "He realizes he can no longer give you what you need. He wants you to be a with a real man."

A real man... like Eduardo.

He leaned forward to kiss her on the lips again. This time Hannah accepted the kiss; she found she needed the physical contact. She was emotionally exhausted, and now, totally vulnerable, her rider had filled her with sexual desire. She felt a strong tightness between her legs, a tightness that was in desperate need of easing. Her labia was hot and sweaty and engorged. With each throb of her rider she felt a sensual tingle go through her clitoris and her cunt. She furiously wiped her red sweat stained hair out of her face as she tried to think clearly. "Carl... wants us to become lovers?"

"Um hm." He reached behind her and slowly undid her bikini top. Her breasts sprang free. "Carl wants you to be happy... to be happy with me."

Hannah reacted with shock as her breasts were exposed to him. Eduardo had seen her breasts several times before, but Hannah knew this time would be different.

This time she would be fully taken.

Eduardo smiled at her as if he could read her mind, a knowing smile full of love and lust and promise of what was to come. Then he leaned forward and started to suck on her nipples. Hannah groaned with pleasure. Her rider amplified every sensation on her red tips. It wanted her to give herself to Eduardo, it wanted her to give herself to him so fucking badly.

"Your nipples are hard again," Eduardo noted, flicking a wet long red tip with a fingertip. "What does that mean?"

"It... it means I want you!" she said. There, she had said it, She couldn't help it. Even without her rider prompting her, she found him so fucking attractive!

Eduardo raised his head and kissed her on the lips again. This time Hannah responded eagerly, kissing him back with greater excitement.

He pulled at her bikini bottom. Hannah gave him a startled look but as her rider inflated on her back she nodded. Hannah lifted her bottom to help her lover slip the flimsy triangle down her legs. And then it was done.

Eduardo stared at her with hunger in his eyes as his woman was finally nude before him. He looked down at her reddish triangle between her legs and the focus of his mounting desire.

At that moment Eduardo knew he had her. Hannah was going to be his. Completely. Intimately.

Hannah felt electricity in the air as Eduardo stared at her nude. She stared at the outlines of his penis in his tight briefs. Eduardo gave her a look, a raised eyebrow, and that was all that needed. She reached over and removed his own briefs.

Hannah was cooperating without being asked.

Hannah gasped as Eduardo's penis came into view. The glowing green symbol on the head of it made him look so potent, so manly.

"Eduardo.... You're... you're so handsome!" she said, her eyes wide.

Eduardo smiled and raised his penis. "Do you like it?"

Eduardo's penis, even semi-erect looked so hard and strong and manly, much larger than Carl's. "It's beautiful!" she whispered. "I love your penis, Honey!"

"Then touch it, my love."

Hannah reached out and ran trembling fingertips along the length of it. As she touched it Eduardo's penis responded to her, stiffening and straightening immediately. His erection flattered her enormously. The thought of having a thick penis with a glowing green Hive symbol inside of her aroused her wildly.

"You get so hard so quickly," she murmured. He was pointing straight upwards now.

"I always do for you my love." That excited her so fucking much! She reached out and kissed him hard, groaning as she felt a tingling deep in her cunt.

Hannah resumed stroking him lovingly. As Hannah fondled Eduardo's penis she realized what she was doing. What she was about to do. What they were about to do. Something in her told her this was wrong, though she wasn't quite sure why. She felt a fleeting feeling and snatched it before it completely ran away from her.

"Oh, no, I can't!" Hannah babbled nervously. "I'm an engaged woman. I can't. Really, it's not fair to Carl!" Despite what she had just seen, despite watching her fiancee giving his body to another man, she still felt loyalty to Carl. Carl was apparently homosexual and had just declared his love for Ernesto. He had literally told Hannah that he wanted her to have sex with Eduardo. But that didn't matter. Hannah still loved Carl. Whatever brainwashing Carl had gone through could be reversed.

But Hannah found resisting Eduardo's advances increasing difficult as her rider flooded her system with hormones, making her nipples get painfully hard and her clitoris peek out of its brown wrinkled hood.

Eduardo gently pulled her down to the bed. This was the first time they had lain with each other totally nude. Eduardo's penis was now hard and firm and was pointed straight at her groin, just above her labial lips. She felt it pressing insistently against her pubic hair, just above her vaginal slit. Hannah groaned with longing and intense need. Within moments, that massive thing would be inside of her.

"How can you be engaged to a man who loves being taken in the ass?" Eduardo asked as he continued to kiss her.

Hannah had no answer for that. She groaned as she felt Eduardo kiss her further. Eduardo moved lower and aimed his erection carefully. He pressed it against Hannah's pubis and started to slowly rub up and down, just grazing the surface of her labia. Her labial lips were engorged and blood red. They had dilated and were parted, giving Eduardo easy access to her. She felt the head of him rubbing against the entrance to her sweet pink flesh. It felt so fucking intimate and exciting!

And yet, something still tugged at her, something hard to define which told her this was wrong.

"No, Eduardo, please," she begged. "Not yet. I'm not ready. It's not fair to Carl!" In her mind she had been preparing for this moment for a while, ever since she had sucked Eduardo off. She wanted to make love to him. She was desperately attracted to him. What's more, she was in an intensely vulnerable and needy state. Right now she needed comforting in the very worst way. But somehow, now that it was actually time to perform, something held her back. She tried to remember what it was, but with her rider pulsating furiously on her back, it was hard to think.

Eduardo gave her a firm stare. "Talk to me, Hannah. How did you feel when you saw Carl being used like a woman?"

"I... I...." Both his words, and the motions of his penis against her engorged vaginal lips served to confuse her, to make it harder and harder to think. And her rider wasn't helping either. She could feel its tendrils playing through her mind, preventing her from thinking clearly.

"What did you think of Carl when Ernesto took him from behind, when he cried out with joy?" The head of his penis scraped so wonderfully against her labia, making her tingle all over.

"I thought that... that he was weak," Hannah whispered. "That he was not... not a real man." She remembered Ernesto pounding into Carl from behind. Carl looked so weak, so feminine as Ernesto pounded away under his miniskirt. She remembered the imitation of heavy breasts hanging down from Carl's sweater. Carl had voluntarily dressed and acted like a woman. He had begged Ernesto to fuck him in the ass, no not in the ass, his ladycunt! Hannah winced at the memory of it.

"He... what he did disgusted me," Hannah whispered.

Eduardo nodded approvingly and lifted his penis, aiming for a new target. He started to rub the head of it against Hannah's clitoris, against the head of her clit which was now blood red, fully erect, and incredible sensitive. Hannah groaned with pleasure. It felt incredible!

"Ahhhh.... Ooooh Honey," she murmured. "That feels so gooood!"

"What else did you think of Carl's performance?" Eduardo asked gently.

"That... he was easily dominated." She bit her lip, enjoying the movements of the head of Eduardo's organ against her extremely aroused clitoris. "That... maybe he wanted to be dominated." There, she had said it. All the thoughts that had been swirling in her mind came out.

"And what do you think of me?" said Eduardo. He rubbed the head of his penis even more intensely against her clit, and smiled when she cried out with pleasure and need.

"Oh Honey!" Hannah gasped and looked at Eduardo's tall, muscular body. "You are so strong, so sexy! You... you're a real man!""

Eduardo smiled, and leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss. This time Hannah returned it with equal lust.

It was too much. She felt overwhelmed. The hammering in her clit and her cunt was too intense. "Oh Eduardo! I'm crazy in love with you!"

"Then it is time for you to give your body to the Hive," said Eduardo. He stared into her eyes.

It is time.

It is time for me to surrender my body to the Hive.

"Yes!" Hannah cried. "Earlier, you gave me a c-choice."

"I did," said Eduardo, still rubbing her clit. "Have you decided?"

"Yes, I have." Hannah straightened her back. "I want you to make love to me! I have decided this. Me! Not my rider!You're the sexiest man I've ever lusted after! I can't bear to think of leaving this room without feeling you inside me!"

Eduardo smiled. "That means you will be giving yourself not just to me but to the Hive. Do you know what that entails, Hannah?"

Hannah thought of the image of men, many men, lined up to fuck her. She remembered Janelle, the heavily pregnant woman carrying Hivelife inside her. Both thoughts disturbed her, but not enough to deter her from her immediate goal. "Yes!" Hannah half sobbed, feeling her rider's tendrils in her head, and in her groin and breasts. "I... I want to give my body to the Hive.... Starting with you." Hannah looked him straight in the eye as she said it. Her rider inflated and deflated rapidly on her back. She paused, considering. "My... my rider is speaking to me. It... It wants me to do something."

"What does it want, Hannah?" Eduardo asked calmly.

"It... it wants me to... to lift my knees and... to spread my legs."

"And so?"

Hannah looked at the enormous erection between Eduardo's legs. "I must obey." She took a deep breath and complied.

Hannah was beginning to obey her rider!

Eduardo looked at her, with her legs spread so obediently, her vaginal lips dilated and parted, so ready to be fucked, so eager to be fucked, and he smiled at her, a smile that conveyed deep meaning, the understanding that in seconds they were about to be joined as man and woman in the most intimate of ways. Hannah smiled back nervously, nodding ever so slightly, making Eduardo's smile grow even broader.

He kissed her again, very lovingly, and moved his penis into position, right against her vaginal lips. He savored the view for a moment. Hannah's pubic hair was not as thick and curly as Marion Weatherly's, but it was a brilliant shade of red, just a bit darker than the hair on top of her head. Her labial lips were more brownish red than Marion's, but stood out beautifully since Maggie had shaved the pubic hair from either side of her vaginal lips. The only thing that was missing was a Slave Mark, but with Hannah's eager to please attitude that would easily be rectified. He looked upwards at her heavy, firm breasts, and her erect nipples pointed straight at him. Taking her would be a delight. His only regret was that this first time was about to come and go, never to return again.

Eduardo gently pressed the head of his penis against her vaginal lips. As he felt the head of Hannah's vulva pressing against him, he saw the glowing Slave Mark on the head of his penis. The alien green character reminded him that it was the Hive which had given him Hannah. It was the Hive he had to be thankful for what was about to happen. He looked at Hannah and realized he could delay the inevitable no longer.

Eduardo smiled lovingly. "You will feel a little pressure when I broach you. Are you ready to be used by the Hive, Hannah?"

"I am," Hannah whispered, holding him tightly. "Make love to me! I want to feel your penis inside me, Honey! Make love to me, dear!" At that moment, she wanted to feel Eduardo making love to her more than anything. She was totally ready, eager and willing to have sex with a man who wasn't her fiance, the culmination of days of patient and productive training.

Success! Eduardo nodded and smiled. He kissed her strongly, to make the transition easier. And then, as their lips were pressed together, Eduardo slowly but surely inserted the head of his penis into her fleshy pink vulva.

Hannah's eyes widened and she groaned as Eduardo filled her with his shaft. Her jaw dropped as she felt his penis move inside of her. The weight of what was happening was sinking into her. For the first time since she started seeing Carl, another man was making love to her. She was being unfaithful to Carl.

She had betrayed the man she loved!

She tried to cry out, but with Eduardo's lips pressed against her it came out as a muffled cry as Eduardo penetrated her, sinking so far inside her that his balls pressed against her nether lips.

"Ah, ah, aaaaaah," said Hannah. Eduardo squeezed her hand, and she squeezed it back. She had done it! She had taken another man inside of her!

Hannah felt an incredible sense of accomplishment. Her rider flooded her with well being. She looked down and saw that Eduardo's penis had disappeared.

"You... you're inside me."

Eduardo looked at her with the most gentle eyes. "Yes, Hannah, I am inside you."

"I... I have betrayed Carl," she said.

"Yes, Hannah," said Eduardo. "But Carl no longer matters. Nothing else matters. All that matters is serving the Hive." Hannah exhaled strongly and her breasts heaved as she felt him vacate the most intimate part of her. She looked at the long penis which had just pulled out of her, the glistening bulbous head with the glowing tip.

"Serving the Hive!" Hannah gasped, as his long shaft filled her again.

"Yes, Hannah. Serving the Hive," Eduardo grinned, resting easily inside of her for another long moment. How he relished this time, so intimately connected to this stunning redhead!

And then, ever so slowly, he began to make love to her. At first he moved in and out of her only with the bulbous tip of his penis, teasing, exciting, arousing her, making her gasp for more.

"Eduardo, what are you doing?" Hannah gasped as Eduardo put the tip of himself in, but only the tip.

"Making love to you," said Eduardo, pulling it out again. The green Hive Stamp glowed brightly on it.

"You're teasing me," she said accusingly with a little smile.

"What if I am?" said Eduardo. And then he thrust deeply into her in one swift motion.

"Eduardo!" Her eyes were as wide as saucers. And then Eduardo went back to small, shallow penetrations. "You're enjoying this!"

"And so are you," Eduardo grinned. He alternated deep and shallow thrusts, giving her time to readjust to his absence before swamping her again with his entire length. The alternating teasing and taunting was driving her wild with lust and desire.

"Ooooooh! I love how you do that," said Hannah, feeling the enormous head of his shaft massaging the entrance to her vagina. "I love how you tease me with the head of your thing!" She stared at him with naked adoration. "I love how it how you make love to me, Honey! Put it in me deeply now, Honey! Yeeeaaaahhh! I love you so much, Eduardo!"

Hannah kissed him passionately, totally into it, as she was lovingly impaled. She groaned when he pulled out again.

"This is what the Hive wanted from me," said Hannah wondrously.

"Yes," said Eduardo, as he kept up a slow but steady pace inside of her.

"I.... I never knew it could feel so good," said Hannah, with profound understanding etched on her face.

"And it will only get better," Eduardo promised, as he moved steadily on top of her. "In... out... in... out... in... out...." As he spoke, he stared deeply into his lover's eyes. A bond was forming between them, a bond of desire and lust... and love.

"Oh yes! You feel incredible inside me!" Hannah cried, as she relished the movements of his shaft within her. "Oh yes, baby baby, give it to me, Honey, faster, harder!"​