MAIN Sara speaks with Olivia

Day 72

Olivia didn't bother knocking. She just walked into Sara's room and announced, "Time to get up, there is work to be done."

Sara doubted that there was really much work to be done. But Cory's cock was in high demand. Some Masters just preferred real cock over artificial. But Karen would no doubt just sit around occasionally pleasing herself or another drone. Sara felt Karen's warm soft body stiffen in her arms as her Master took control. Karen all but jumped out of bed and marched out of the door Cory was slower and soon followed behind.

Olivia knew better than to expect Sara to march off to work and began to leave but Sara stopped her. "Olivia, why don't you stay for a bit?"

Olivia seemed startled by this at first, but then closed the door and approached Sara. She began unbuttoning Sara's pajama's in preparation for sex but Sara stopped her.

"I do need to wash these but that's not what I wanted you for," Sara said as she put her hands over Olivia's.

Olivia looked down at Sara who was still sitting on the edge of her bed and said, "Do you wanna make out? I've gotten pretty good at that but most of us don't spend much time on that. So I need more practice."

Sara giggled at the earnestness in Olivia's voice, "No I want to interview you, that is my job after all. As Hive Inquisitor I need to talk to everyone."

Olivia tilted her head and smirked, "Oh, are we grand inquisitor now? Almost as lofty a title as queen Jennifer."

This made Sara giggle even louder, "Fine you got me, you ARE definitely different from the rest."

Olivia's face went from a smirk to a look of fear, almost like she was about to attack Sara or run away.

Sara quickly said, "Your secret is safe with me, I don't care. In fact, as everyone knows I am a little different too. It's not so bad."

Olivia's whole body seemed to melt as she slid down onto the bed beside Sara. Sara put an arm around the former classmate and said, "Let's try and find out what makes you so different."

Sara got up and walked to her desk, she waived at the chairs by the window and said, "Take a seat."

Olivia did so and looked back at Sara. Her face was calm but once again broadcast intense fear as Sara picked up her notepad and pencil.

"Right," Sara said looking down at her pad and pencil. "I won't need these for this interview I guess." Sara said setting the pad down and walking to the other chair by the window."

Sara popped a lozenge in her mouth and offered one to Olivia, which she declined. "So are you like Ashley perhaps?" said Sara. The Hive recognized Ashley as an unusual member that had a happily willing host that could be trusted.

Olivia looked down at her belly, "I don't think so. We don't work together like Ashley and her Master do. We fight and disagree a lot. Old Olivia tries to restrain me most of the time. But she was always very impulsive, impulsive but scared of getting into bad situations. She became very good at holding herself back. When I entered her something about that triggered a reaction. And well now we have a very hard time holding ourself back. That and the impulsive nature of Olivia means we are quick to react and we find it hard to not just act on every impulse. I am getting better at it though." Olivia looked up at Sara with a meek smile.

"I see," said Sara. "So unlike these drones that seem to have to consult with the 'collective' whenever they need to do anything besides... screw. You just do the first thing that comes to your head."

Olivia smiled, "That's it exactly!" Her smile faded, "But I'm kinda horrible at making decisions, I make them fast but half the time they are probably a bad idea. I do make some great ones though. You should have seen me with your friend Tasha. We had her cornered and I saw her eyes dart to the alcove leading into queen Jennifer's personal bedroom. I was able to stop from just running at Tasha and instead moved between her and the doorway and waited for her to come to me." As she talked Olivia's smile grew at her accomplishment but Sara began to frown as she heard the details of the story she had seen in Tasha's memories.

Olivia kicked at the air as she matched Sara's frown, "I'm sorry about your friend. But her fate was sealed the moment she walked into this place. It was just that I was the one that took her down. But if not me someone else would have. They aren't all slow."

Sara perked up at this, "Your right, who else isn't slow?"

Olivia looked towards the ceiling and tilted her head, she paused to wipe her hand across her nose and said, "Well there is Jennifer and Ashley of course. Crissy seems slow but I think she is just cautious. Everyone has seen that memory of when she ran after Julie, she only hesitated a second to chase her and was barely out the back door when she realized that she needed to stop. Lana and Samantha are different too, but I'm not sure how quick thinking they are. Hannah is kinda like that too, she is kinda slow but can do things on her own at least. Julie and Cheryl are different too. You need to meet Cheryl, she hardly ever leaves her house but she is a trip..."

Sara stopped her, "Julie? Isn't she the 'one that got away'? That Crissy and Ashley are always going on about?"

Olivia looked at Sara as if just realizing the truth of what Sara said, "Um, well they are both named Julie. But I mean the cop, Officer Julie Owens. She is a cop through and through, very by the book. And with a Master she is pretty quick to react. She likes to consult Crissy or Jennifer if she can but will act on her own if needed."

"Oh, I see," said Sara. Now that she thought of it there was another girl named Julie in their class also. So there were at least three Julie's involved in all this, probably more by now.

"So if you are so different why haven't they... done whatever they do with defectives?" Sara asked.

"Jennifer really likes me, and Ashley does too," Olivia said smiling. "I mess up a lot and that really bugs Crissy but Jennifer and Ashley like that I get things done. I don't need supervision. They can tell me to do something and I just get it done." Olivia was absolutely beaming by this point.

"Like keep an eye on me?" Sara said accusingly. And Olivia again lost her smile.

"Yeah, Jennifer told me to watch you. But that's all, nothing bad, really." Olivia looked at Sara like a little girl with her hand caught in the cookie jar. But Olivia also didn't seem like the type to hurt anyone even if she was told to. Sara pondered that for a moment, being able to make your own decisions meant being able to defy orders if you didn't agree with them. Drones couldn't do that. Master's without much personality couldn't do that either. Jennifer's queen act suddenly came into focus for Sara.

"I trust you, Olivia," Sara said getting up and walking toward Olivia. Sara stretched out her arms and said, "Let's be friends for real."

Olivia stood and hugged Sara saying, "Ok, I'd really like that." Olivia had a tear in her eye as she said, "For weeks now I have been running around like crazy just doing whatever. But I couldn't trust any of them. I was always afraid that sooner or later they would decide I wasn't useful anymore and they would do something horrible to me." Olivia paused and looked Sara in the eye. "I trust you to Sara, wanna make out?"

Sara just laughed and hugged Olivia harder.

Olivia knelt before Jennifer and said, "My queen Sara has decided that we should be friends. So I don't have to sneak around anymore."

"Friends?" Jennifer said a bit surprised and thoroughly amused. "I didn't realize that Master's had friends."

"Well Sara is a bit different, my lady," Olivia said still kneeling and staring at the floor.

"Yes, aren't we all though?" Jennifer said questioningly, then she laughed haughtily. "Is that all my loyal retainer?"

"Yes, my queen," Olivia said as humbly as she could.

"Then go be friends with that fool Sara," Jennifer said dismissing Olivia.

Jennifer then stood and motioned to Lana, "We will be in my chambers, see to it I am not disturbed."

"Yes my Queen," said Hannah and Monica in unison as they moved to stand by the opening to the small room separating the throne room from the bedroom.

Jennifer and Lana entered her bedroom and Jennifer said, "I don't know what that Sara is up to but there are no friends in this house. Only Masters and slaves." Jennifer sneered out the word 'friends' derisively.

"Too true," said Lana. "Samantha has set up the team to monitor Jo and her movements. It won't be long before we have cataloged every Master in Barbara's nest. Since Crissy put a moratorium on taking new hosts we will have more drones than she does."

"And Crissy and Ashley only have a handful in reality. Even though they think that the whole of the senior class and school staff are theirs. Most of them are firmly in our circle and don't have the good sense to see it" Jennifer replied. "These little creatures are so useful to some, but such a burden to others."

"I guess that we just got lucky," said Lana as she opened the armoire. Lana pulled out a tattered dress and handed it to Jennifer.

Jennifer had just slipped on a ragged pair of granny panties and then slid the old tattered dress over her head. It took Lana much longer to put on her finery. What looked like a military uniform from over a hundred years ago. A coat with buttons, embroidery, and ornamentation everywhere. Long faded trousers and shiny black boots. She had a sinister smile as she stood straight and tall, riding crop in her hand.

"You displease me, peasant," Lana slapped the riding crop against her boot. "You are ugly and clumsy and stink of week-old shit."

Jennifer fell to her knees before Lana, "Please sir, I'm sorry, I don't deserve clean clothes or even to bathe."

Lana whipped Jennifer's back with the crop. It smacked against older welts and bruises. The pain shot straight to Jennifer's pussy and she gasped.

Lana grew angry as her play character, "Are you enjoying this!" She boomed and whipped Jennifer again.

"No, I swear my master, please don't whip me! I HATE it." Jennifer almost came as Lana whipped her a third time.

"Lick my boot," said Lana. The boot was immaculately clean, they had tried putting fudge on it once to act like mud. But Jennifer thought that it tasted too good for a 'gutter rat' like her.

Jennifer licked the boot like it was made of chocolate, or as if it was the cock of some demi-god. After a minute Lana used the boot to gently kick Jennifer to the ground. "Get off me whore, you don't even deserve my mud." Jennifer fell back and lifted a hand to protect herself.

Lana grabbed Jennifer by the wrist and roughly pulled her to her feet. This was a bit painful but Lana had done it several times and knew that it was within Jennifer's limits.

Lana looked Jennifer over sternly, "You may not be good enough for my boots, but you're good enough for my cock." With that Lana flung Jennifer towards the bed.

Jennifer let herself tumble into the edge of the bed. She and Lana had raised it on blocks so it was exactly the right height. Jennifer's waist was right where the mattress stopped and she could stand and then bend her body down into the bed and let it support her. Both Lana and Jennifer were the exact same height so as Jennifer bent over the bed Lana was at just the right height to enter her as fully as possible. Jennifer let her cheek sink into the mattress as she fanned her arms out on the bed, her favorite part was coming.

Lana was lord of the mansion and strode across the bedroom with aplomb. She pulled her trousers open and let her long black cock grow out of the folds of her pussy. She gathered herself and then counted to five. At five she smacked Jennifer's ass hard.

Jennifer shuddered under Lana's firm hand, that was what she was waiting for. Lana was great at changing the timing and then striking swiftly. It was always a surprise when Jennifer felt the warm loving sting of Lana's hand. And Lana hit just hard enough to let Jennifer feel the thrill without it being too painful. Jennifer was still luxuriating in the feel of Lana's hand when Lana ripped open the back of her dress. Jennifer didn't know why Lana had added this improvisation but with all the worn old dresses on the third floor of the mansion they could keep it up for months, maybe even years.

Lana put a hand into the hole she had made and caressed Jennifer's amazing firm ass. It felt a little too nice to '****' Jennifer but 'master' Lana just loved how Jennifer's ass felt. "Have you made your peace harlot?" Lana said.

Jennifer moaned "yes" and braced herself. This part had been tacked on too. Lana said something a little different each time. Jennifer was going to have to tell Lana to call her a harlot more often. Lana ripped the panties off and threw them on the bedroom floor.

Jennifer needed the support of the bed now. As Lana pressed every bit of her everlasting cock into Jennifer's steaming cunt. Jennifer's knees felt like jello within mere moments as Lana gave her long firm strokes. Jennifer had orgasmed just a few minutes in but knew Lana was far from done. Lana began whipping Jennifer's back again, every spike of pain was a bolt of pleasure that went straight through Jennifer's clit. Her Master could heal her back in a matter of a few days so Jennifer had no worries about any damage inflicted during their roleplay.

About an hour later Jennifer and Lana returned to the throne room. Jennifer sat hiding the fresh welts on her back. And Lana took her place at Jennifer's feet.

"Was there any business while we were conferring?" Jennifer said.

Hannah replied, "Yes my Queen, Ashley is in the mansion to see you. We told her to return in an hour."

Jennifer smirked, the thought of making that lame-brained genius wannabe waiting was amusing. "Lana," she said.

Lana stood and walked to the door to the hallway. As she opened it the sound of moaning entered the room. Jennifer and Lana had made sure to soundproof Jennifer's suite even before they got into their roleplaying.

"You, bring Ashley here," Lana said imperiously. She always felt a rush of power after fucking Jennifer. One of the seniors ran off down the hall. Which one didn't matter to Lana as long as one of them obeyed her without question or hesitation.

Sometime later Ashley presented herself, Jennifer said, "You wanted to see me."

Ashley stood defiantly before Jennifer and said, "I sure do bitch."