16. Qwekoloshe seals the pact with Angela
I returned an hour before sunrise, my users having exhausted themselves, to find my rubber clad nephew and his fiancee indulging in an extremely passionate lovemaking session. Both still firmly separated by their rubber suits, yet enjoying their sexual play. Still unable to revert to my human state, I found myself suddenly the centre of their attention, my huge rubber dildo penis attraction both their interest.
“My Eon, you must allow them both to impale themselves on you! I will impregnate them both through you.”
“Damn, Eon, are all you guys this pliable in this state? How do you do anything?” Niall had his arms round me in a hug, his erection pressed against my buttock.
“Instruct me in how you wish to use me, master Niall. I will respond accordingly.”
“Niall, let him lie down!” Angela sounded breathless. “I have to fuck myself on that huge dildo of his …”
“As you wish, Mistress,” I responded in my toneless voice. “Would master wish to fuck my mouth?”
“Would I like to…?” Naill watched as I positioned myself for them, and Angela opened her crotch zip as she straddled me. He licked his lips as she positioned herself and guided my rubber erection to the opening of her vagina. In my flesh state, my dick would have already been limp and useless at the prospect of entering a female, but, in this state, it is never limp and I could not refuse.
“Ooooh,” she moaned. “He’s big! Bigger than …” She bit her lip as she sank onto me. Throwing her head back she moaned, saying softly, “I hear you, Qwedokoloshe … Master …”
I have to admit that her warm, wet, vagina sent sensations of pure pleasure through my cock as she began to fuck herself on me, then Niall was astride my head and filling my mouth with his cock. My nephew tasted good and certainly knew how to get the maximum pleasure from fucking my face.
“You do my bidding well, my Eon. This couple will be of great use to me and their offspring will be well rewarded as they too serve me.”
“All their children, Master?”
“They will have four, my Eon. Two boys and two girls. The second of each pair will join my service, the girl will have an important mission for the future.”
I felt myself ejaculate and Angela evidently achieved a massive multiple orgasm as Niall filled my mouth with his cum. Angela eased herself off me and stepped aside, to kiss Niall, and he straddled me in a swift move, positioned himself and sank down to impale himself on my still rigid dildo, as Angela embraced him from behind.
“Fill your nephew with your latex, my Eon. Seal him to his chosen wife. Their children will prosper and never know unhappiness and neither will they. They start a new pact—one that will extend to all—male and female—of my following.”
With the stimulation Niall’s movements, aided by Angela, generated in my dildo penis, it was not difficult to obey the Master. Niall got a very generous dose, and when he lifted himself free of me, followed Angela’s desire and they coupled on an adjoining recliner.
They’d barely recovered their breath and composed themselves when Owain descended with our bathrobes. He grinned as Niall and Angela embraced, still breathless and a bit shaky.
“You’re back already, Eon.” Draping the robe he asked, “Well guys? I expect you’ll need a bit of sleep this morning!”
Connor and Rob emerged from the portals and we all ‘reverted’ to flesh as Angela laughed and Niall adjusted his crotch. Glancing from me to them, Rob smiled.
“Enjoyed yourselves? Time to eat and then recover I think!” Rob linked arms with Niall and Angela and steered them toward the stairs. “I expect it’s been a long night!”
“Enjoyed?” Angela laughed, wrapping her arms round Niall from behind, her hands covering his growing bulge. “If you guys get this high on your … activities …” She bit Niall’s ear. “I’m going to need to keep my Niall locked up!”
“Yes, Mistress,” Niall replied, his expression serious. “And I submit myself gladly to your complete control.”
“Breakfast first,” Rob ordered, glancing at me.
Angela was a perfect artist’s model, and she did look stunning in the outfit she’d chosen to pose in. She’d opted for skintight red latex leggingsMatching gloves that reached above her elbows, knee high black laced boots, a chest harness of black rubber and silver buckles that perfectly framed her small breasts and a collar. A corset-like belt at her waist enhanced her hourglass figure and her deep russet hair framed her face.
“Eon, I hope you aren’t upset about my … taking advantage of you the other night.” She began settling into the pose she wanted. “It was a bit, you know … you being …”
“Angela, it was unexpected, and in my flesh form,” I laughed, as I began to sketch on the canvas, “it couldn’t have happened. Don’t worry, my dear, our Master instructed me, and in my doll form, it is my purpose.” Concentrating on my drawing, I added, “I hope I didn’t hurt as you … and I will say that it gave me as much pleasure as any other sexual action does.”
“You certainly stretched me a bit …” Her grin was wicked. “And I don’t know how much cum you put inside me, but I’m still getting orgasms from it …”
“Why did you …” I began.
“Why?” She laughed. “With the most beautifully formed dildo I’ve ever seen right in front of me? I just had to … and Qwedokoloshe told me I must.” Her eyes flicked to my face. “Look, not many know, but I’m, um, actually, it’s … you see, I’m actually Intersex. I’ve got tits, I’ve a vagina, even a sort of uterus, but no ovaries.” Her grin lit her face as I stopped sketching and stared. “Yeah. My folks know, and Niall knows. Anyway, we do want kids, and when I found a sort of talisman and Connor explained about Falstaff and you guys … I made a deal with Qwedokoloshe. I’ve offered myself to him in return for being able to give birth to at least two boys and maybe a girl …”
“Wow. That’s quite a bargain …” Putting down my palette and brush I asked, “Did the Master respond? What did he demand in return?”
“I’ve agreed to be his ‘agent’ to the lesbian community.” She smiled. “Not a huge deal, I am anyway, except for Niall …” Laughing she resumed her pose. “The Master has promised I will bear two sons and two daughters, one to succeed Connor, and the second daughter will be my successor.” As I picked up my palette again, she added, the Master also says he will ensure Niall and I always have perfect sex … and our children will be happy in his service.”
“Are you sure you want … what I, Connor and Rob are, for your daughter?”
“I trust the Master.” For a while she was silent and I continued with my painting.
Our conversation continued along a different path. Angela was extremely intelligent—as intelligent as she was beautiful. Because of the limitations imposed by my ’hours of humanity’, our session went through lunch—thanks Owain for a delicious cold buffet lunch—and only stopped when I needed to let the paint already applied dry.
“Can you come for another ‘sitting’ the day after tomorrow?” I asked as she admired the incomplete work. “I’ll work on the background and include the ‘toys’ you want included tomorrow, and I can get the details of your body and the outfit then.”
“Yes, I can do that.” She hesitated. “Can you spare a few more minutes now? I want to show you something important.”
“Sure.” I indicated my brushes. “I need to take care of these anyway. What do you want to show me?”
“Give me a minute to get out of my outfit,” she retorted as she began to strip. “Don’t go away.”
“I won’t,” I replied. “But …”
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to take advantage …” She’d already shed the boots, the collar and harness. “Help me get these gloves off please.”
Carefully I rolled the gloves down her arms and drew them off her hands.
“Thanks.” She laughed, “Now look away, or you’ll see a women’s pussy in all its naked glory …” With that she peeled her leggings, exposing her hairless crotch and her swollen vulva.
Despite my not being attracted to sex with a female, I couldn’t help admiring her beautiful shape and the grace with which she moved. With the leggings removed, she faced me and grinned.
“The reason I more or less ‘courted’ Connor at school and rebuffed Niall was that I am a lesbian as well as the Intersex thing. Niall, and now you, are the only men I’ve ever had sex with, and will be the only ones ever.” She laughed. “Connor guessed and played along. We ‘dated’, and pretended we were a couple.”
“Clever cover, but …?” I frowned. “What’s changed?”
“Through Connor I learned about Qwedokoloshe …” Shrugging, she said, “So when Connor ‘became’, I picked up on Niall. I wanted to offer myself to the Master. And he accepted, on condition I take Niall as husband and sexual partner. I accepted …” She shut her eyes. A shudder ran through her, and suddenly she was a stunning, shiny, black rubber doll. “The Master has given me the ability to be his handmaiden. So I may know and experience what my son and daughter will become. Please take me to the portal chamber. I must surrender myself completely in this form to my sisters.”
Stunned I hesitated, then I heard the Master, “Take her to the portal, my Eon. She will come to no harm and she will teach her son and daughter what they must know.”
“Yes, Master,” My response was automatic. Taking the Angela doll by the hand I helped her downstairs, and led her to one of the corner portals.
“Enjoy your rubber form, Angela,” I said, kissing her rubber cheek.
“Thank you, Eon.” She returned the kiss and vanished.
Making my way back upstairs I finished cleaning my brushes, gathered her discarded rubber and left it where she’d posed, then went down to tea as the others returned.
