THE SYMBIOT

Feature Writer: Lisa Teez /
Published: 16.09.2007
Feature Title: The Symbiot /
Story Codes: MC, MD, MF /
Synopsis: A delivery man has a special package for Beth /
Link: The Symbiot (Lisa Teez)

 

THE SYMBIOT

Beth never saw it coming. A knock on her door and a package to be delivered and a pad to sign acknowledging receipt. She looked down at the pad and a mere fifteen seconds later, she was unconscious in the entryway of her apartment.

By the time consciousness finally came back upon her, a lot had changed.

She was naked for one thing, and the box which had been the start of it all now lay open on the floor. She was in her bedroom, and each hand was handcuffed to a bedpost. A telescoping pole had been extended to nearly four feet and it was holding her ankles apart. She felt very much exposed.

The delivery man looked at her. He was black and he was muscular. “You’re awake, I see. About time.”

Beth would have said something but the gag in her mouth made that impossible.

The man just grinned as he reached in the box and took something out. “I’ve got something for you,” he said.

In spite of herself, Beth had to look.

It was a small, clear plastic case. Beth could see that it contained something and as the man brought it closer, she could finally see what it was.

It was a bug, a gross, yucky bug. Beth tried to recoil from it but trussed up as she was, she didn’t get all that far.

The black man just laughed at her. “Don’t be like that,” he said even though it was clear her reaction was just what he’d expected of her.

The bug was about an inch long if you didn’t count the long, wispy feelers emanating from its backside. Its body seemed to have a sort of a shell and the head was incredibly large and at the front of the body were two small claws. There seemed to be four or five of the wispy feelers. These seemed to twitch almost angrily as the bug laid there. Beth was scared. She didn’t like bugs.

The black man just laughed again. “Don’t you worry about my little friend here,” he said, “because in a moment, he’s going to be your friend, too.”

Beth shook her head in desperation.

“This is a Marinath,” the man said. “It’s supposed to be a mythical creature, but he exists, and I’m giving him to you.”

Again, Beth shook her head.

“The Marinath burrows into the vagina,” the man said, “and then it cuts its way through the vaginal wall. Somehow, it knows right where to go because it makes a beeline for the woman’s clit. It actually gets its head right down there on the clit, but from inside the woman’s body, and it feeds on her sexual energy.”

Beth shook her head. No, no, no.

“The more sex a woman has,” the man continued, “the stronger the Marinath gets. The stronger the Marinath gets, the more sex it wants.”

Beth was shaking her head. No, no, no.

“These tentacles,” the man said, “they don’t look like much now, “but once inside the body, they grow and wrap themselves around the vaginal walls. They actually meld with the walls and they get bigger and stronger and they keep that pussy nice and tight and always hungry for sex.”

Just for a moment, Beth forgot to shake her head no. The thought of that was mind-boggling.

“Yep,” the man said. “A girl can fuck for hours and still be ready for even more.”

Beth didn’t want to fuck for hours. She just wanted this man to leave her alone.

“And one other benefit,” the man said. “The Marinath cuts off the flow of fluids to the rest of the body so no pregnancy and no disease, and I’m giving him to you. Isn’t that perfect?”

Perfect was hardly the word Beth would have used.

“But first, we need to get you prepared.”

Beth watched the man reach into the box and then she watched him pull out a dildo and a bottle of lube. He poured some of the lube on the dildo and then he brought it up between her legs. “Now don’t you worry,” the man told her, “this won’t hurt a bit.”

Beth tried to struggle as the business end of the dildo got closer and closer to her pussy but she just wasn’t in any position to put up much of a fight. She felt the dildo touch her pussy and then she couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man slide it in.

And she kept right on moaning. She just couldn’t help herself. In spite of herself, she liked what this man was doing to her.

She’d almost cum when the man stopped. She wanted to tell him no, don’t stop, but she was gagged so she couldn’t, but she’d been close, so close. All she needed was a little bit more.

“I think it’s time we introduced you to your new friend,” the man said.

That suddenly snapped Beth back to reality.

He opened the dish that the bug was in and he took it out. “Here you go, little fella,” he said even as he placed the bug between her legs. One hand held her lips open and Beth could feel it. The bug was right there.

“I thought you might want to see this,” the man said and even as he said it, he held up a mirror so that Beth could see everything.

There was the bug. With a little burst of energy, it moved forward and then its head was right there at her womanly gate. Even as Beth watched, she saw the head of the bug nuzzle up against her and then that head disappeared inside her.

The bug was still half in and half out when Beth felt it, a stab of pain followed quickly by another. If felt as if something was tearing into the soft tissue of her pussy and that, Beth realized, was exactly what was happening.

Another moment of pain and then another one, longer, and more protracted. It felt as if something were squeezing into the hole in her pussy and when Beth saw the rest of the bug quickly disappear inside her, she realized that was what had just happened. She’d just been invaded and there was nothing she could do about it.

Beth moaned. She didn’t want to admit it but she thought she could feel it. Something was stimulating her clit.

She moaned again. There was no doubt about it but she told herself she wasn’t going to give into it.

But then the man was back again, rubbing his dildo against her pussy and Beth couldn’t help but moan again. Her pussy was responding to that stimulation even if she didn’t want it, too.

Beth almost thought she could feel it. The bug, whatever the heck it was called, the bug was feeding on her sexual energy and the damned thing was hungry. The thing wanted more and Beth moaned. She couldn’t help it. She wanted to feel that dildo stimulate her clit but more than that, she wanted to feel that thing slide up inside her pussy.

Beth moaned again. She wasn’t sure how she knew it but she almost thought she could feel it, the feel of the feelers of the little critter wrapping themselves around the walls of her pussy.

“Yeah, little girl likes that doesn’t she,” the black man taunted her. “Little girl likes it when I tease her with this cock.”

The girl could only moan out her satisfaction but as much as she was loathe to admit it, she did like what the man was doing with that dildo.

“Yeah,” the man said. “Little girl likes this but I’ll bet you want even more. I’ll bet you want me to stick my cock in your pussy.”

Her first reaction was no but almost immediately, that changed to yes.

“What’s that,” the man asked. “I can’t hear you,” and then in the next instant, he was ungagging the girl’s mouth. “Tell me again, honey,” he said. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“Fuck me,” the girl moaned. “I want you to fuck me.”

“You sure,” the man asked.

The girl could almost swear she felt the tentacles of the bug as they tickled her vaginal cavity and she moaned. “Fuck me,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.”

The black man laughed again. “Yeah,” he said, “I kind of thought you might.”

Beth was shaking her head. Where the hell had that come from. She didn’t even like black men but here she was telling this man she wanted him to fuck her. The bug. It had to be that. Oh geez, she wanted him to fuck her. She wanted it so bad.

The man was already working his hands over the delivery man’s uniform that he wore. He didn’t say anything as he took off his shirt and then he was removing his pants. “I’m going to fuck you,” he said as he lowered his underwear. “I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you so good.”

Beth gasped as the man’s cock finally came into view. In spite of herself, she couldn’t help but want that cock. She wanted it so bad.

“Yeah, that’s it,” the man told her. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to fuck me,” the girl said without hesitation.

“Well, if that’s what you want,” the man said, “then that’s just what you’re going to get.”

Suddenly, Beth found the shackles being freed from her hands and her feet and for the the first time in a long time, she could move her feet wherever she wanted them to go.

That didn’t mean that she was about to bring her legs together any time soon. She kept her legs spread as she looked up at the black man with his big cock. Her hand stroked its way between her legs. “Fuck me,” she moaned. “I want you to fuck me.”

Beth moaned as she rubbed her hand over her sensitive, little nub. Fuck, that felt good, she thought. That felt so fucking good. Rubbing her pussy had never felt as good as that.

Beth moaned as she watched that cock draw nearer. Oh fuck, she thought. That’s what she wanted. She wanted to be fucked by that big, black cock.

And then it was there, right at the opening of her womanly gate. She could feel the head of it press between her legs and Beth moaned again. So wet, she thought to herself. She was so fucking wet.

And then Beth moaned again as that cock entered her. Fuck, that was good, she thought. It was so fucking good. No cock had ever felt as good as that ever before.

“Yeah, you like this, don’t you.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a statement and Beth moaned. She knew he was right. She did like it. She liked it a lot. No cock had ever made her feel as good as that cock sliding between her legs. “I love it,” the girl moaned. “I love it. I really do.”

“Yeah, baby,” the black man said. “I know you do, but you don’t just love this cock. You love all cock. You want to get fucked all the time.”

Beth moaned. She didn’t want to believe it but she knew the man was right. She wanted to get fucked all the time.

Beth knew she was going to cum. She knew she was going to cum so hard. She wanted to cum. She wanted it to happen. She wanted that big, black cock to make her cum.

And then it happened. It wasn’t her pussy that came first but it was the cock that came first. The man groaned as more of his jizz flowed into Beth’s pussy and that was all it took. Just the feel of that cock surging inside her cunt was enough to set her off and soon, Beth was cumming, too.

As Beth started to come down from that post-orgasmic high, she realized what had just happened. There was cum in her pussy. Oh my God, she thought. Oh my God, what had she done. “Oh no,” she moaned. “Oh no.”

“What?”

“You came inside me and we didn’t use any, you know, we didn’t use any birth control. I might, you know, I might get pregnant.”

“I told you, baby. The Marinath’s taken care of all of that. You can fuck for as long as you want to without any consequence. You can take guy after guy after guy in that tight, little cunt of yours and you can keep right on coming back for more. How’s that sound, baby. Do you like to get fucked? Do you want to get fucked all the time?”

Beth knew what the answer was supposed to be. It was supposed to be no, but just the thought of getting fucked again was enough to make her clit jump and for some reason, that thought and that feeling intensifed in pleasure. “Yes,” she moaned, “I want to get fucked again.”

“That’s good, baby, because I got just the job for a little slut like you.”

Beth knew she should be unhappy at having herself be called a slut but the truth was, she kind of liked it. She knew she’d been changed and she knew a slut was what she now was.

“Yep, I got just the job for a little slut like you,” the man said. “I got myself a little whorehouse and I’m lookin’ to add some new talent. How’s that sound? You want to be my newest, little hooker? You want to be my property? You want to get fucked all the time?”

Beth knew she should say no but the Marinath wasn’t about to let her. It was hungry and it needed to be fed again and already, Beth could feel the bug working her clit and she moaned. “I want to do it,” she moaned. “I want to get fucked. I want it so bad.”

The man just grinned. “I kind of thought so,” he said. “Bitch like you, you’re going to make me a shitload of money.”

Beth didn’t care about that. All that mattered was that she needed to get fucked and she needed it bad. After all, when it came to sex, she was fucking for two and it felt so fucking good.

THE END

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