5 comments/ 14787 views/ 21 favorites Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn By: danieltravieso *** Introduction: This story is vaguely tied to the mythology and characters of the sci-fi show Doctor Who. All trademarks, etc. relating to Doctor Who are the property of the BBC. The characters and events within it are entirely original creations. It is simply an offshoot of that established universe. *** *** *** Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn, Part One *** Chapter One *** Silence fills corridors of infinite space. Deep in the catacombs of her starship, Lady Justice sat quietly in her library. She had spent nearly a millennia collecting and studying knowledge from many generations of scholars from all across the stars. This particular collection housed nearly one million books, as well as a powerful computer to catalogue the records by time, star system, and subject. Lady Justice was from a race known as Time Lords. They had once had the power to travel anywhere in space and time. They had used this power to study the universe; seeking knowledge and understanding of its mysteries. On their home planet, Gallifrey, there were hundreds of libraries this massive. But Gallifrey was gone; destroyed by fools. The consequences of their quest for knowledge and understanding had been corruption, arrogance, and pride. Their wealth of knowledge, as well as their hubris, had attracted many enemies whom had sought to take their power. The Time Lords of Gallifrey put an end to those who had opposed, but in the process, had destroyed themselves, their noble work, and their way of life. Lady Justice had long ago realized that the Time Lord's path was one of destruction, and had instead chosen exile. She was once a Time Lady known as the Arbiter. She had been tasked with setting the boundaries for their exploration into space and time. In foolish or greedy hands, their power could destroy the universe. As their leaders began to rule out of fear and greed, she fled. To aid them in their eternal quest for knowledge, Time Lords had developed a unique ability to regenerate their bodies in the event they are killed or maimed. It is also a power that one could use voluntarily with proper training. However, the process of regeneration could be unpredictable. A Time Lord could never be certain whom he or she may become. They receive a new body, but their mind and soul are sometimes altered in the process. A Time Lord or Lady can also live for thousands of years. After that long, one may fear losing all that they had worked toward, by becoming someone they would rather not. Lady Justice stood to replace the large tome she had been studying, and felt pain throughout. She had aged in her solitude. She was once beautiful and seductive. She had been average height and slender; with pale skin and long, flowing black hair. She was shorter now, as age was likely to bring. Her silky, raven hair was now a dirty white with streaks of black; all turned up in a sloppy bun. Her slender curves were jagged and bony. She wore heavy black robes over a tight black corset that buttoned up to her jaw. Her bones creaked and popped. Justice was not nearly as old as she appeared; only eight hundred years. However, without regenerating, a Time Lady would wither away just the same. She could live on this way for several hundred more years, but was it worth it? She had amassed a huge collection of information that would have otherwise been lost after Gallifrey's destruction during the Last Time War. A noble endeavor, she had once thought. Now, without a society to return to, the books had aged and withered as she had. Other Time Lords had escaped, of course. But they had been young, and were more set on adventuring. She knew she was destined to stay at her work until the end. Let the silly boys tear apart the galaxy all over again. She wanted no part of it. The Time Lady returned to her chair with another large book to make notes. The muffled sound of the chair creaking echoed throughout the halls of her ship. Here she would stay, and wait out the next century as she had with the last. *** Daniel blazed through the empty corridor. Pounding footsteps resonated through the otherwise silent halls. He was late for lecture as usual. Daniel had awoken early after a long, sleepless night. However, his usual routine had taken longer than he had expected. He was now about to miss class for the eleventh time this semester. He was on shaky ground with his GPA, and his tuition reimbursement depended on limiting carelessness like this. Daniel was a slave to his impulses. He had barely slept the night before, when he was awoken suddenly by vivid sexual dreams. He normally relies on sleep aids to keep him sedated. This helps drown out the sometimes alarming fantasies, like the ones from last night. He was up and down early in the night with a raging hard-on that would not quit. He had spent most of his time after supper pounding away to release some of the poison. Then, again in the shower, and twice more once he had climbed into bed. The urges were relentless. By the time he had considered taking a Valium it was nearly two a.m. Much too late for a sedative if he planned on being conscious the next day. Unfortunately, this had left him vulnerable to his desires. By 4:30, it was hopeless. He woke; sticky with cum and sweat. He had jumped in the shower again. The pulsating water rained on his prick; bringing it to life once more. He milked it again and again. His fingers had pruned from the shower, and the hot water had turned icy cold before he was done. It was the cold that had finally snapped him out of it. This gave him some down time to finish up on the studying he had neglected the night before. Once it was time to get ready to leave though, Daniel found himself trying to stuff a giant, hard dick into his jeans. It was typical for him to have to masturbate two or three times before class. Otherwise, it would be too hard to focus on the lecture. This morning was a challenge. The night before had left him spent. The hard-on was profound, but the orgasm and relief was difficult to come by after a long night of stroking. Time was ticking down before class, but Daniel found himself laid out on his bed pumping away at his dick. He had been at it for almost an hour this time. He was watching some hardcore scenes on the large television over his bed. He had covered his cock and balls with baby oil and was working them over with both hands. His cock was throbbing. He squeezed his balls in his left fist and the head of his massive cock in his right fist. He pumped his ass off the bed, thrusting. He could feel his cum burning to be released, but nothing was working. It was nearly time to leave. Frustrated, Daniel grabbed a sizeable vibrating dildo from the bedside drawer. When desperate times called, he was willing to do what was needed in order to finish the job. He drenched the large blue dick with oil and ran his lubed finger back and forth across his anus. Still clutching his cock with his right hand, he got up on his knees on the bed and gently pushed the vibrating toy against his asshole. He immediately felt the tingling run from his sphincter through his balls. The low hum relaxed his anus and made room for the head of the thick machine. The dildo broke through gently, and the hum now traveled deeper into his rectum. The tip of the vibrator rested firmly against his prostate, and he could feel the eruption finally build to a climax. He sat back on the bed and felt the vibrator push a little harder into his ass. He grabbed his balls with his free hand and tugged. Then he started viciously stroking his long cock. He watched the two women on screen getting fucked, saw hot cum splashing on their flat stomachs, and finally felt the final push of cum leave his swollen balls. Streams of white seed exploded from the tip of his cock. The first two shots landed on his chest. The vibration on his prostate stimulated several more shots of cum without stroking. He let it run down the length of his shaft, and started pumping again; using the sticky fluid to coat his raw dick with lubricant. Several smaller streams landed on his thighs and ran down his balls onto the bed. He rolled over, removed the toy from his ass, and laid there exhausted. Daniel stayed motionless in bed for a few minutes, euphoric. Cumming was like a drug. He would chase a high all night until he finally peaked. Then he would crash a little, but the need to keep chasing it would bring him right back. He had needed another shower before he could leave. By the time he was out the door of his one bedroom apartment, he was already late. The door to the old lecture hall creaked loudly on its hinges, and closed with a loud slam. The classroom was silent as he found a seat near the back. He was preparing his materials when the instructor's voice caught his attention. "Young man, you have had your last warning in this class. I will be reporting you to the Dean. He will surely share my thoughts on your disrespect for this class and this university." "I'm sorry, Ms. Tyler, you're-," he started. "Doctor!" she roared. "Doctor who?" he asked, absentmindedly. The class burst out in hysterics. "You will address me as Dr. Tyler. I have studied Law in this university for too long to tolerate disrespect from someone such as yourself. You are dismissed from my classroom!" Daniel's mouth drew flies as he stammered for a rebuttal. The class had turned to stare at him. His face grew bright red, and he could feel blood rush to other places as well. He grabbed his bag and concealed the large bulge that was forming. The only thing that could make this worse, he thought. In the hallway Daniel composed himself. Whenever his body became excited from fear or stress or excitement, he was quick to respond with a huge erection. He had originally started studying Law to try and quell his desires. He had thought something tedious or mundane could keep him distracted, but the stress and pressure of college was starting to wear down his defenses. He was finding it more difficult to block out his desires. Daniel knew what would happen if he went home in this condition, so he decided to head to the library. He could usually cope with his impulses if he was in public. The library was a place of quiet study and reflection; it would calm him down. He found a small table in the center and got out his books. If he wasn't thrown out of school for good, there would be a test next Friday. After an hour, Daniel's head was clearing, and he was finally able to focus. He had squirmed a bit at first. He really wanted to sneak off somewhere quiet and unload one time before getting started, but he knew that would lead to more. So he sat patiently, and focused on his notes. Soon the burning desire was gone. That's when he heard a sweet, quiet voice behind him. "That really sucks." Daniel pivoted to his left and saw a beautiful blonde woman standing over him. "She is such a royal bitch," the woman added. "Uh..." Daniel muttered. He had never seen this girl before, and really felt like he had missed a critical point in the conversation. He sat blinking and shook his head. "Doctor Tyler? Lecture? You got thrown out?" she explained. "Yeah," he was able to manage, before drawing a blank again. "Do you care if I sit here?" the girl asked. "I was just coming in to use the bathroom and I saw you over here. Thought I'd send my condolences." "Hey, thanks. Sorry, I'm... It's just been, like, a fucked up day. Sorry if I'm really spaced." "I know. This semester is really crazy. Hey, watch my stuff. I'll be back in a sec." She ran off to the bathroom, and Daniel tried to piece some history together. Ok. So she knows me, but I don't know her. How is that possible? She's really hot! The woman had long, blonde wavy hair and laser, blue eyes. Her lips were thick and juicy, and she had a really nice smile. She had on a long black coat, so he wasn't sure about her body, but honestly, who cared? She was beautiful. The throbbing had returned to Daniel's cock as he pictured those blue eyes looking up at him, and those thick lips wrapped around his cock. Fuck! Not now! Wait 'til we get home! Daniel looked around, and saw she hadn't returned, yet. He slid a folder from her open bag. When he peeked in, he saw her name across the top of one of the papers inside. "Alanah," he said aloud. "Alanah's property," he heard behind him. A hand snatched the folder from his grip. Alanah spun around the table to her seat and sat down. "Sorry about that. I was just going to feel really bad if I went on pretending I knew your name, when I really didn't. I'm Daniel, by the way." "Nice to meet you. It's OK. I'm really bad with names, too. I do better with faces." She stood up to take her coat off. Daniel thought, I'm lousy with names and faces. His jaw dropped. But not tits. Alanah had opened her black coat to reveal two heaving mounds of flesh packed into a tight tank-top. It was cold enough in Boston to need the coat, and it was hard not to notice the two icy, hard nipples fighting their way through the front of her shirt. Daniel seemed to recall her after all. He remembered a day in late summer where he had sat behind a pretty blonde in class. He couldn't remember what she had looked like, or what they had talked about, but he would never forget trying to sneak a peek all class at her enormous tits. Daniel's eyes were fixed open for the moment. Alanah seemed to not to notice his stares, but Daniel doubted that. She threw the coat over the back of an adjacent chair. When she turned away, it broke the spell momentarily. It was enough time for him to see the rest. Tight jeans over a fat, round ass. Thin waist, but enough meat in all the right places. Her body was amazing. When she turned around again, Daniel's face was firmly planted in his text. "So what's your story, man? Why are you always late?" Alanah asked. "It's just... I... uh..." This is impossible, he thought. "I just work a lot, so..." "Oh yeah, where do you work?" she asked. Shit! He was lying. "From home mostly. Like eBay, sort of...," he managed. What am I even saying? "Oh, cool." She looked back at her notes. Daniel squirmed in his seat. He could not look up again for fear he'd never be able to stop staring. Alanah was busy writing in her notebook. He peeked once, and saw her breasts swaying slightly as she scribbled her notes down. The neck of her tank-top went low enough to reveal a light blue bra pushing her huge tits upward and nearly out into full view. The tip of his cock was pushing hard against the front of his jeans. Daniel had gotten himself into a bit of trouble that morning. It had been such a chore trying to tame his cock all night and all morning. He had lubed up as much as he could to limit the chaffing, but the poor guy was raw from the beating. This wouldn't be the first or last time he had to care for a sore penis. He had a special drawer of soft, silken panties that he had procured over the years. They served a variety of purposes for him while masturbating; the soft silk would light his cock up like a Christmas tree. However, on mornings like this one, where his cock was raw and tired, the silky smooth material would cushion his partner through a long day until he could let it free again when he got home. The other upside was that the tight panties could bind his dick downward and out of the way on other mornings when he couldn't get it to stay down. So this morning, Daniel had thought he needed a soft cozy place for his penis to rest. Unfortunately, once he caught sight of Alanah's delicious body and monster tits, there would be no more resting. Now his cock was trying to push its way free. The soft silk was rubbing up and down the head of his cock as he struggled to conceal it. Each subtle movement caused the silk to lick his glowing tip back and forth. The pressure in his jeans caused his dick to throb; growing larger and larger. As his dick expanded, it pulled the soft blue panties tighter. His balls were being squeezed tight against him, and the back of the panties were creeping deeper into the crack of his ass. He felt the lace trim ride along his asshole. His dick continued to swell, and the panties drew tighter. Suddenly, his right ball popped free through the side, giving him a little extra space in the restricting undergarment. This moment of relief was followed by a sudden swell to his cock. He was fully erect now, and a small wetness was forming on the panties that were wrapped tightly around his cock. Alanah broke in, "Hey, are you alright? You seem really strung out." Daniel finally looked up, gazing into her eyes. She seemed really sweet. If he could keep it together, maybe this wouldn't end on such an awkward note. "Yeah, I think so. I don't know. It's just... I really can't get kicked out of school. I mean, I've been focused on this for three years now. I know that I'm late sometimes, and I forget the teachers' names. I just don't see how that can fuck everything up when I've already come this far." "Don't worry. I don't think that lady has any control over that. How are your grades normally?" she asked. "Fine. I had a 3.4 going into this year and I've been doing OK. I just don't want to lose bullshit points on attendance and favoritism and that kind of shit." This was all coming very naturally for him. He was keeping focused on her eyes and her smile, which was not hard to do. The pressure in his pants was subsiding. "How about this," she started, "we'll do it together. It sounds like you're doing much better than me. I could use your help, and you sound like you need some help focusing." You have no idea, he thought, as his eyes drifted to her heaving chest. "How do you propose-?" Daniel started. "We make a pact. You don't give a shit about them. I get that, but if I expect for you to be there on time, to sit with me and study, maybe that can give you some motivation." It actually sounded like a decent plan. Daniel didn't have a lot of support, or friends. This seemed like a good opportunity for both. There were other perks as well. "Sounds like a deal," he answered. They shook hands and both smiled. "I have an idea," Alanah stated. "How about a coffee? I could use a break. My treat." She smiled and flashed her beautiful blue eyes longingly. "Uh...," Daniel stammered. There was a situation in his pants that he didn't want to reveal to his new friend. He thought through ten humiliating scenarios of getting up with a bulging teepee on the front of his jeans. He started to turn red. Fuck! "The thing is... I can't go anywhere. I'm really fucked with this whole thing. And you don't want a study partner who is as far behind as I am," he explained. "Alright." She seemed disappointed. "Well, I'm gonna go. I'm glad we had a chance to meet." She scribbled something on her notes and tore it off. "Call me if you change your mind." "OK." "And don't forget our deal," she urged. "Got it! See ya later." "Bye." she winked. As Alanah walked off, Daniel watched her hips glide back and forth. Her two round cheeks bounced in step. She spun her black coat around her back, finally concealing her amazing body. All across the library she drew stares as she left. She pushed the door open with her back, and turned to look back at Daniel. She smiled and waved. He sat there transfixed. Before he could think to wave back, Alanah was already outside. Daniel sat back in his chair in amazement. She was flirting with him. There was no doubt. The coffee thing was an unfortunate set-back. He would need to take more drastic measures in the future to avoid a fuck up like that again. He looked at the number on the paper, and tucked it into a small zippered pocket on the front of his bag. Then, he looked down and saw the large bulge in the front of his jeans. He hung his head in sorrow. Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn Damn you! Daniel was too giddy to be pissed off. He saw a brief flash of Alanah's hard nipples squeezed against her shirt in his mind. He realized he needed to find a secluded spot in the library. Fast. Daniel bundled his stuff up in a hurry. He knew this library well. He had spent a lot of time studying here, and some additional time exploring the various nooks and crannies. He knew there was an older section of the library on the third floor that had various volumes of Law encyclopedias and collections of journals. They called it the Stacks. It was really just storage at this point. All of the information had been archived digitally. However, it was still open to students. Many of the teachers forced them to dig for information in these abandoned journals, rather than rely on digital versions. That's how Daniel had initially come across them. He raced up the stairs to the third floor. The door was open when Daniel got there, and he snuck inside the empty floor, quietly. He dropped his books and coat on a nearby table and made his way quickly to the rear of the library. He rubbed his throbbing cock slowly through his jeans as he passed aisle after aisle of dusty books. As he passed by one aisle, he briefly glimpsed two people standing together. He passed them so quickly they had not noticed him, but Daniel froze. He turned slowly in their direction, and could see the tops of two heads through a space in the shelves. He quietly ducked down another row, and listened. Daniel heard lips smacking wetly. He held his breath to be sure. Yes, definitely kissing. He backed out into the open, forgetting why he had even come here. He slid into the aisle behind them and knelt down. He saw a huge cock staring at him through the books. He nearly burst out laughing, but stifled it as much as he could. It was a muscular young man and a sexy red-head making out. She had pulled out his cock through his jeans and had her delicate hands wrapped around it. They were kissing passionately; tongue lashing around tongue. She had a short red bob with bangs, pale white skin, and her blouse was open slightly revealing small breasts. He worked one of her breasts with his left hand and reached around to her ass with his right. He grunted as she stroked his big dick slowly. It was massive, with a fat, purple head. She gently glided her hand back and forth, running it softly over the purple ball on the end, and back down the veiny shaft. He grabbed her tit hard in his hand and twisted her nipple painfully through her blouse. She gasped and he bit down on her lip. She kissed him deeply and grabbed his hair with her free hand. This is awesome! Daniel thought. He had spied on many people in compromising situations before. He had watched through a lot of windows as a kid. Waiting outside in the cold with his dick ready, hoping to catch a glimpse of something exciting. He had a roommate during his first year at law school. They shared a dorm room, and he often faked sleeping while his roommate fucked some random girl he had met earlier in the night. He had been caught more than once stroking as they fucked, but the roommate didn't seem to care. It was only after Daniel had failed to bring in some entertainment for him, that the roommate decided it wasn't working out between them. The young guy in front of him was getting restless. He had grabbed the redhead's tiny hand, and was squeezing it hard around his dick. He was stroking and thrusting. It looked like he was going to pull her arm off. That's when she got down on her knees. Daniel panicked. Now her head was going to be two feet from his, and the dude was going to be looking down at her. He quickly crept back one aisle further. He felt that it was a safe enough distance, and chose the moment to finally pull out his own monster and get to work. The silk panties he was wearing made it too difficult to work his dick through the fly of his jeans. He was going to have to pull his pants down. He didn't think it was a problem. Surely if someone were to come into the Stacks and notice something untoward taking place, they would first notice the two co-eds fucking, rather than him. Daniel unbuckled his belt and took it off. He didn't want the metal buckle clanging around as he worked. Next, he undid his pants and felt immediate relief. His solid dick slid up against the silk, and popped out forcefully above the waistband of the underwear. It was huge and purple. It was sticky from the pre-cum he had felt earlier when he was with Alanah. He stretched the waistband of the panties down beneath his balls, and took firm grip of his meat. Finally. Daniel closed his eyes and pictured Alanah. He saw those bright blue eyes staring at him, and looking down at his cock. He saw her breasts stretch against the tank-top. In his mind, there was no bra beneath it. The nipples cut through the material of the shirt as she pulled it down beneath her huge tits, revealing her soft, pink mountains. She squeezed them, before letting them drop. Daniel was pounding away fiercely on his dick. Meanwhile, two rows down, the young man was shoving his giant cock forcefully down the red-head's greedy throat. Daniel could hear her slurping and gagging. It caught his attention for a second, and he wished he could get closer. He wanted to think of Alanah; to fuck Alanah. But the show next door was probably about to get really interesting. He ducked down and peered through the shelf; never taking his hand away from his dick. Daniel had a dangerous idea. If he could strategically remove a few of the books from the aisle next to them, and retreat to his current location, he might be able to see more of the action next to him. Enough to see the girl's face getting fucked at least. He might even be able to catch a better view of her if they did start to actually fuck. Daniel buttoned the top of his jeans, leaving his cock poking out of the fly; the panties still wrapped under his scrotum. He snuck next to them, and waited; only a shelf of books between them. He could see that they had turned away from his view a little. The man had both hands securely on the back of the girl's head, and was driving his huge nail right into her throat. Her eyes were shut solid as she took it. Daniel peered up at the man. His face was pointed upward with his eyes closed as well. He grunted and puffed. Daniel wasn't sure if it was worth the effort. If this dude blew his nut soon, then the show might be over. He stroked his dick a few times and waited. The couple continued, and after a few seconds, Daniel decided to go for it. He silently slid two large books from right next to the girl's head. She was loudly gulping and choking. She was not going to hear anything. He stopped and crouched down. He could fully view her head and the guy's ass. The cock was buried deep in her face; nowhere to be seen. Drool and spit ran down the bottom of his shaft and off his ball-sack. The front of her blouse was soaked with her saliva. She had pointy pink nipples visible through the wet fabric. Daniel pumped his dick and watched. Then suddenly the man pushed her head back. The girl let in a deep breath and opened her eyes. Her mascara had run down her face from watering eyes. Daniel had quickly dropped to the floor before she had opened them. He could see their feet, and watched the girl stand up, and the man pull her close. He heard them kissing sloppily. He could barely breathe. Their feet shuffled, and they turned their backs to him. The man had pushed himself up against her from behind. This was the moment. Daniel quickly slid three books to the side on the third shelf down, and then dropped silently to the ground again. He could not tell if they heard, or saw, anything. He dared not look. He heard the rustle of clothing on the floor and turned to look again. Their bodies were turned away from him, preparing to fuck each other. Daniel crawled quietly to his other hiding place, and peeked through. His plan was a success. He had a clear shot of the red-head's breasts and back from the books he had moved aside, and another clear shot from where her head had been. Right now it was presenting the back of the guy's ass, but Daniel had hopes that he might get a view of her as well. He moved a couple of books on his side of the shelf and dropped his jeans again. Daniel alternated glimpses of the little red-head across the way, and glimpses of Alanah's beautiful face and body in his imagination. He pounded relentlessly on his dick. The red-head cried out loudly. The couple had turned sideways from Daniel's perspective. He saw the girl grinding up and down on the man's dick. His strong arms wrapped tightly around hers. Her body shaking as he drove into her. Daniel felt a quick orgasm ready to fly. He closed his eyes and pictured Alanah waiting on his load. He gasped quietly as streams of white cum spread out onto the shelves of books in front of him. He opened his eyes and saw the couple still going at it. His dick was still rock hard, so he began stroking again right away. He pulled up the silk panties and wrapped them around the head of his cock. He fisted the head through the soft material. It quickly dampened with jizz. Daniel let go, and his cock sprung back upward. He let it have a hard slap, and watched the tip fill to a dark, purple hue. The couple on the other side were too far gone to hear anything coming from Daniel's side. He thought of the red-head's pussy dripping wet sticky juice on to the guy's dick. Daniel cupped his hands and spat a thick stream of sputum. He quickly rubbed it around the head of his cock, gliding it over the round head. He was ready to go again. He peeked over at the couple. The girl had returned to her knees. He could see her face and head through the lower opening. The man was pounding furiously on his own dick. The red-head reached up and stroked his swollen balls. Daniel could see her eyes fixated on her lover's face. Her mouth and tongue were open, waiting to be filled with hot jizz. Daniel pumped intently. He didn't want them to finish before he did. The girl shoved the man's dick into her mouth and started sucking. He let out a loud roar. Daniel knew it was time. He felt his own explosion coming, too. Daniel squeezed his balls firmly and felt them start to boil. The first blast came hard right as the man across from him withdrew from his girl's mouth. She took a shot of cum across her nose and right cheek. Daniel's own seed landed somewhere in the aisle between them. It had shot between the shelves into the girl's direction, but about four feet short. The rest of the man's cum poured down the red-head's slutty tongue. She wiped the glob off of her cheek and sucked it off her finger. Daniel had spread several streams of his cum onto the floor. He had tried to avoid the books the second time. The red-head got up quickly once she had swallowed all the man's sticky cum. Daniel ducked back another row further away and put his pants and belt on. He didn't know which way they would leave, so he sat quietly and watched them get dressed. The girl used her panties to clean off her face and chest, and then discarded them between two books. "Nasty!" the guy said. The red-head just giggled. They kissed once more and headed toward the door that Daniel had come in earlier. Daniel waited patiently, but felt ice on his neck, when he saw the guy stop near the door. He had looked down at a nearby table and pointed. It was Daniel's bag and coat. The huge guy started looking around suspiciously. The red-head took his arm, and smiled as she looked around, too. She wasn't suspicious, however. She seemed kind of excited. She pulled him close and grabbed his ass. They tongued each other deeply. She turned back to an empty library and waved as they left. The minute they were gone, Daniel crept to the row where they had been fucking. He reached between two books and came up with a skimpy pair of red Victoria's Secret thong panties. He had a few of these at home already, but this one was more of a trophy. The red-head had swallowed most of the man's cum, so the panties were only wet with her own juices, sweat, and spit. They smelled sweet. Daniel brought his dick out, peered around the corner to see if his friends had returned, and started jerking it fiercely. He wrapped the saturated panties around his cock and let them slide around his tender flesh. He prepared to let another explosion of cum fly. He took a long huff of the red-head's sweet pussy from the underwear. He then wrapped it around the head of his cock and squirted out thick globs of white cum into the silk material. By the time Daniel's balls had emptied, the thong was dripping. He folded it up neatly and put it in the pocket of his jeans. They would need cleaned, but they were worth keeping for the memory alone. It was almost dark by the time Daniel had left the library. He walked home slowly. He hadn't felt this satisfied in a while. It had been a long night, and a crazy day. His time at the library had made him forget about all of it. The experience with the young couple in the Stacks was exciting, but he could not stop thinking about Alanah. He had her number, but he didn't think he had the energy to call her tonight. He needed to catch up on some sleep, and then really focus this weekend on studying. Daniel unlocked his apartment and dropped his bag on the floor. By the time he hit the living room he was naked except for the blue panties he had worn that morning. In his hand, he held the red ones from the girl in the Stacks. He put both of them in a small bag and into the hamper. He usually washed them in the sink, rather than take them to the Laundromat on campus. Daniel turned on his TV. There was a porn playing on his DVD player. He sat there naked on the cool leather sofa and gently stroked his dick. Even on a day like this, there was not much that could slow him down. As the scene came to a close, Daniel turned off the TV. He didn't need to finish right now. He would clean up and get ready for bed. Then he'd rub out one or two times before going to sleep. *** Outside, adjacent to Daniel's apartment, a conversation was taking place between two female figures in dark, hooded cloaks. As the lights went out in his apartment, they turned and made their way back to the other side of the street. "What makes you think this male is the one we were instructed to find?" one asked. "We were told to set our scanners for raw material. That's what brought me here last evening. Tonight, I set them to detect disruptions to the psychic field. Here we are again. I believe that this male subject would be perfectly suitable for our needs. We shall return to Madame Aryess with this information," the other replied. "Why would we not simply procure the mammal now?" "I would not suggest disregarding a direct order from Madame Aryess. Secondly, we don't know the extent of this male's abilities. It may be that he poses a threat to the process, and should be disposed of instead. Either way, we will we need to lure him out. We must return to the ship. Come." The two figures ducked down a nearby alley-way. A pale, blue light flashed in the darkness, as they teleported away. *** *** *** Chapter Two *** The first part of Saturday had been a total wash. Daniel was currently forcing himself against a fierce Boston winter wind. He carried two large bags of books, and stomped through several inches of new-fallen snow toward the café. Daniel had awoken early. The plan had been to get some work done around the house and then be deep into study by this point in the day; not to mention dry and comfy in his apartment. He had hand washed the panties from the day before. That had sparked a ravenous jerk session in the kitchen thinking about that slutty red-head lying on his countertop, getting her pussy eaten. Then he had thought about Alanah from class. The panties he had been wearing yesterday in the library matched the color of the bra he had seen emerging from the low V-cut of her shirt. He had thought about ripping that bra off with his teeth and shoving his face between her warm mounds as he unloaded a blast of cum onto the kitchen floor. Now it was nearly one o'clock. The panties had been washed, but the rest of the morning had been spent deep in his fantasies. Daniel's imagination was always on fire. His mind would race through different scenarios, and he would start pleasuring himself. The scene in his mind would play out as if it were real. When he allowed himself that deep into it; other thoughts would enter. He would be exploring his own desires, and the scene would shift. There were others present; living out their own wicked desires. Sometimes Daniel would observe; sometimes he would engage. Sometimes he would feel as if he were not entirely in control of the things he would experience. Then there were the times where he was shocked by the level of control he had. Just the other night Daniel had been enjoying an erotic movie in his living room. The scene was a young couple engaging in foreplay in a restaurant. The man sat there enjoying his wine; the woman slowly pulled on his cock. Soon they were making love in the middle of the restaurant, and he climaxed down her throat before the main course. The next day, Daniel had been at a local eatery for lunch. His mind started to wander as he ate his sandwich alone. He spotted a sexy couple a few tables away. He noticed the man squirming in his seat, and the lovely blonde with him look around suspiciously. Daniel would have sworn that he was getting jerked off. The couple shuffled off excitedly to the men's room before he had a chance to see. It was a weird coincidence, but in a college town, he had seen weirder. It was more than coincidence, though. He remembered always being present during wild sexual encounters; stuff people would never believe. Growing up, he frequently emptied his balls in his friend's garden as he watched through the older sister's bedroom window. He watched her discover and explore her pussy, then eventually suck most of the cocks in the neighborhood. Then there was the middle-aged woman next door when he was a teenager. She had had a parade of gentleman callers while her husband was at work. Daniel had always managed to have a great view of the affairs. He had skipped a lot of school in order to not miss a minute. There was always an open curtain or unlocked door available. He had even pounded his prick in her closet once, as her fat ass got pounded all over the bedroom. All of this, coupled with his endless stamina, kept Daniel locked away for the most part. College was meant to be an escape, but being surrounded by sexual energy on such a large scale had forced him deeper into isolation. The isolation had served only to feed into his behaviors. That is why after a series of failed plans, and countless sessions of self-pleasure Daniel decided to brave the icy temperatures outside. Better to be somewhere safe and public in order to focus on his studies, even if it meant marching through the cold. It was a long trek to the library, so Daniel had settled for a coffee shop that was about half the distance. The place was crowded with students. Laptop cords crisscrossed the floor, which had quickly accumulated several inches of blackened slush. Daniel wasn't sure he would end up with a table. The whole trip might have been a bust after all. He waited patiently in the long line for a latte. Hopefully, by the time he was done, there would be an opening somewhere. After placing his order, Daniel spotted a table tucked away near the back. It was small, so most of his stuff would have to sit on the floor. It was away from the entrance, so his bags would stay dry at least. He set them on the table to stake his claim, and turned toward the counter to retrieve his latte. As he turned, he saw that several other customers had been heading the same way to snatch his table. They looked discouraged, but one excited face stood out in the crowd. Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn "Hey!" she called out to him. "Hey, Alanah. How weird." "Yeah! Care to take me up on that rain check from yesterday?" she asked "Sure, just toss your stuff on the table. I'll wait for your coffee." "K. Thanks," she said as she squeezed past him. She slid her firm ass across his cock as she made her way to the table. Alanah missed seeing Daniel blush as he immediately felt a swelling in his groin. He had been prepared for an event like this after yesterday. When desperate times called, he had methods he could enact in order to avoid finding himself in a compromising predicament. He had fashioned two leather belts into a harness that crisscrossed his crotch and pulled his cock down. This would contain any unforeseen arousal. He was glad he had made this adjustment this morning. When Daniel returned to the table with their drinks, he saw that Alanah had already made herself quite comfortable. She had removed her coat, scarf, and even her boots. She sat cross-legged in her booth working on her laptop. Her hair was down, casually resting on her shoulders. She was wearing glasses, which Daniel thought made her even sexier. She had a short-sleeved button-up shirt on over a red tank-top. It was only buttoned at the third and fourth button. Daniel thought the pressure of her breasts against those two little buttons wouldn't hold much longer. "Here you go," Daniel said. Alanah looked up and smiled. "I was not planning on seeing anyone today. I look a hot mess," she said shyly. "Get out of here," Daniel said stubbornly. "I was gonna hit the library again, but it's too damn far in this weather. I was kind of hoping I'd run into you there again." "Creeper!" she joked. "I gave you my number. Normal people would just call." "Yeah, I know. I just wasn't sure where that was going," he admitted. "Why do I always have to spell it out for you guys? This is exasperating!" "Hey, I just don't have a lot of hot girls that seem interested. I really had to think it through before I made my move," he said coyly. "Yeah right. Let me see your moves then, playboy." "Alright. Uh-" Daniel looked around like the answer would be walking up next to him any minute. Alanah was testing him. She sat with her arms crossed. It was playful at first, but Daniel had a hunch that this could be a definitive moment. If he didn't do something soon, he would probably blow it. "Come here," he stated confidently. She looked at him doubtfully. He reached down and grabbed one of her feet and brought it into his lap and started to massage it through her sock. "OK," she moaned. "Points for that." Now her stern countenance faded, and he saw her melting into her seat. "Listen, I've got moves, alright? I just need a minute to compose myself," he admitted. "What's so great about composure?" Alanah exclaimed. "We're trying to have fun here. You have to learn to loosen up." She slid her other foot into his lap seductively. He felt his cock engorge and press against the leather restraints. It wasn't going anywhere. That's when her free foot started sliding down between his thighs. He looked up at her nervously. She never took her eyes off of him. Daniel smartly took hold of the other foot and started massaging it. Alanah let out a low moan. He wasn't sure the straps were such a good idea now. He thought about her soft socks rubbing against his swollen cock, until Alanah interrupted his fantasy. "Do you want to get out of here?" she asked abruptly. "Sure," he stammered. "Good. I live nearby. Let's just work on our stuff there. It's kind of crowded and noisy for studying," she explained. Alanah's apartment was a few blocks away, but much closer to the café than Daniel's. Not that he was prepared to have a beautiful woman come over to his fucked up apartment. She had a nice loft over a trendy restaurant in the middle of campus. She lived alone, so her rent was probably outrageous. They walked through the kitchen, where Alanah left her bags and removed her coat and boots. Daniel followed suite. She went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. She got out two glasses without asking if Daniel wanted any. Not that it would have mattered. "Thanks," he said, before taking a large drink of the red-colored wine. "I'm not going to pretend like I know shit about wine," he admitted as he took another drink. "Points for that. You're on a roll," she flirted. "This is a great apartment. I always wanted to live in one of these. My place is kind of a shithole." It really wasn't, but it was rather boring and traditional compared to Alanah's. The ceilings were eighteen feet with exposed ductwork. The windows stretched nearly floor to ceiling. The kitchen and living areas were large and open. There was an exposed second level over half of the space that seemed to be a bedroom from where he was looking. Underneath the bedroom was a closed area which held a large closet and the bathroom. The furnishings in the living room and kitchen were modern and stylish. "I used to know a guy who worked in the restaurant downstairs. He gave me the inside tip when this one became available. Rent's a little steep each month, but it's worth having a nice place to relax. There's a good view of the city through the living room windows. Here," she said, as she filled his nearly empty wine glass. "Thanks. I'm gonna run to the John. Is it over here?" he pointed. "Damn, lightweight! Breaking the seal already?" she laughed. "No! It was the coffee, but I am a lightweight," he joked. He was lying about that, but he could play drunk a little easier and keep his head about him that way. Daniel got into the bathroom and quickly removed his pants. He undid the leather straps beneath his jeans. His cock felt immediate relief as it sprung loose. He closed his eyes and focused. Several deep breaths and his erection subsided long enough to take a piss. He quickly stuffed his half-flaccid member into his jeans and returned to the living room. Alanah was filling another glass of wine for herself. Daniel found his glass, and casually walked past her into the living room area. He felt Alanah's eyes on him the whole way. Daniel was on the couch with his glass of wine staring at Alanah's sexy curves as she walked over to him. She had a queer look on her face that Daniel liked. She had underestimated him and was trying to figure out how to take control back. He was very awkward at times because of his libido. When he was able to focus that energy, rather than try and contain it, he found that he could have great success with women. Alanah was starting to figure out Daniel's game, and it was making her hot. She liked the cat and mouse routine. It got old pretty fast, but she was sure the sex would be worth it. She smiled and took another drink of wine. She set it down, and took off her glasses and the button-up shirt. She quickly grabbed her stem-glass and bounced over to Daniel. She saw him stir uncomfortably in his seat. The coolness faded; just like it always did. She squeezed in next to him, knees pulled up to her chest, and took another sip. "So I haven't quite got you figured out yet," she said. It was a lie, but that was the part of the game she had to play. "No girlfriend?" "Ha!" he laughed. "No girlfriend. I wouldn't be here if I did. No, I haven't had the best of luck, really. Things usually start off well, but they seem to lose interest... or something." Daniel wasn't really able to place it. He would sense sometimes that women were afraid of him for some reason. He would never act out aggressively, never raise his voice. He was loving and caring, without being smothering or clingy. He just always suspected there was something inside him that they could sense, and it always seemed to send them running. He never really understood it. It had a lot to do with why he always felt better in isolation. Alanah felt a little disappointed. She had thought as much. Some guys only have enough gusto to get through the first few weeks. After the non-stop fucking started to stall, they usually didn't have it in them to keep up the charade. She was sorry she asked. It was starting to cool her down. That's when something strange happened. Daniel was feeling really nervous, and didn't especially like talking about himself. He closed his eyes to relax. He took a few deep breaths, and another drink of his wine before setting it down on the coffee table. He turned back to Alanah and saw that she had turned away and was beginning to fidget. He took a second to look over her breasts. She was breathing slow and deeply from the alcohol. At the point of maximum inspiration her chest was fully engorged, stretching out the thin material of her top. Daniel was transfixed. He felt a bulge start to grow in his jeans. Alanah had turned away from Daniel slightly. She had come into the apartment ready to fuck him from one corner to the next. Now she was feeling a little unsure of herself. It was as if her confidence had shifted to Daniel, and his awkwardness had rubbed off on her. Then suddenly, she felt very relaxed. Her breathing slowed. She felt her chest expand and contract. Then she sensed a pressure building in Daniel's jeans. She knew it somehow. Without looking, she slowly slid her hand down his leg and turned back toward him. When their eyes connected, she could feel the fire building inside her again. Her breathing sped up, her mouth watered, and she started quivering. Daniel inched slowly toward Alanah's lips. He could see the passion written on her face. He leaned in, and their lips connected. His arms were wrapped around her, moving up and down her back with his right arm, and across her hip with his left arm. She had a hold of his hair with both hands. Their tongues danced rhythmically. He took a firm hold of her ass and pulled her closer. Her right knee slid over his thigh and pushed forcefully against his balls. He let out a deep groan, and Alanah answered with a wicked smile. She straddled his lap and pressed her huge tits against his chest. He reached around with both hands and pulled her ass closer. This caused her aching pussy to grind against his cock through their jeans. This time it was Alanah who let out a moan. She slid back and forth several times. Daniel's cock strained to escape. His hands slid up the back of her shirt across smooth, soft skin. He unclasped her bra with ease. That's when she backed away and pulled her shirt and bra over her head, exposing her incredible breasts. She smiled when she saw Daniel's face. He looked like a six year old on Christmas morning. "Wow!" Daniel couldn't help but say it. "You are incredible." He pulled Alanah closer and pushed his face in between the two circular pillows. They were soft and fleshy. He had had a hunch they were implants, but there was no mistaking the softness of large natural breasts. She held his head gently as he ran his face up and down her cleavage. After too brief of a moment, she pulled his head back forcefully and shoved her tongue down his throat. He moved his right hand back to her ass and assisted her in finding the sweet spot against his manhood. With the left hand, he took a handful of her breast and squeezed. Abruptly she stood. "Come on," she ordered, as she offered out her hand. Daniel stood, mesmerized. He took her hand and followed her up to the second floor bedroom. She sat down on the edge of the bed and started working on Daniel's belt. He quickly removed his shirt. She cooed when she saw that he wasn't wearing underwear. It hadn't been prudent with the leather restraints he had been wearing, but now it made him look cool and sexy. With just a pop of the button on his fly his big cock sprung out to greet her. "You didn't warn me," she joked. It was a big cock. Not scary big; probably eight inches, but it was thick. That isn't the dangerous part, Daniel thought to himself and smiled. She would be pretty worn out tonight. Alanah slowly eased her head down over Daniel's cock. It felt so good to have her warm, wet mouth wrapped around it. Her tongue slid up and down the underside as she went. She gently stroked her right breast and worked Daniel's balls with her left hand as she took every inch. "Oh my god, baby. That feels so good." She let out a muffled moan in response. Daniel could feel the fat head of his cock press against the back of Alanah's throat, and her spit run down the shaft as she eased her head back. Every once in a while, she would move her hand from his balls to the shaft to work it over, and tongue the tip of his prick. He saw the saliva glistening on his cock like a crystal ball. She continued to apply a sheen of spit onto his shaft. He had a feeling he knew what her plan was. Before she could make the move, he did it for her. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed it down between her waiting tits. He leaned down and kissed her passionately as the tip of his member pushed up through her mountainous cleavage, before retreating beneath the flesh. She pushed her huge jugs together, pointing her erect nipples outward. Daniel pumped in and out of her tits. He reached down toward her nipples and rubbed them. It was Alanah who broke off first. She crawled backward up the bed; never taking her eyes off of him. Daniel removed his pants and socks and walked to the side of the bed. She inched toward him. He leaned over her body and took her nipples in his mouth; one after the other. He squeezed her tits with his left hand and undid her jeans with his right. He slid his hand into down, and felt that her neatly trimmed hair was soaked. He followed the moisture to its source, and Alanah trembled as his fingers explored her swollen pussy. She grabbed Daniel's cock with her hand and started jerking it in rhythm with the strokes on her clit. She panted rapidly, and twisted her hips in a circle against his middle finger. She started groaning urgently. That's when Daniel quickly pulled her jeans off, exposing her beautiful body at last. Daniel crawled onto the bed and began kissing Alanah's belly. She squirmed as the kisses moved lower and lower. He tasted her juices on the inside of her thigh and rubbed her lips with his fingers. Soon, his tongue found her clit, and worked it up and down. His fingers entered her, as he sucked urgently on her clit. It was long and round. He could wrap his lips around it briefly, but it would slip out as she rode his face. He grabbed her hips forcefully and shoved his tongue deep inside her along with his finger. She let out a scream as he felt her start to shake. He rubbed his tongue in circles around her clit as she exploded. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh god baby!" Alanah cried. The vaulted ceilings echoed like a cave. "Oh yes! Fuck!" Daniel held on for dear life as Alanah pushed her pussy harder and harder against his face. He could fill his mouth with her juices. After twenty seconds of climax she started to slow down. She giggled in between gasps for air. "Wow!" she breathed. "That was great. I haven't had anyone give me oral like that in a while." Daniel wiped his chin and made his way up to where Alanah was laying. She grabbed his face and kissed him deeply; sampling her wetness from his face. He grabbed her hips and spun her on top of him. He easily entered her drenched pussy. He had both hands free now to explore her breasts. He tried to squeeze both of them into one hand, but failed. He pushed both nipples together tightly, and sucked them together. "Mmm... you like my big tits baby?" she asked seductively. "Oh my god. They are all I've been thinking about for days," Daniel replied. "They're all yours now. Don't wear yourself out." Daniel had to laugh. "I don't think you should be worried about me," he teased. "You're going to be begging me to stop." Alanah took it as a challenge and started riding him hard; letting her big tits bounce up and down. Daniel put his face in between and shook his head back and forth. The weight and momentum of Alanah's breasts slapped his face like taking punches from the Heavyweight Champ; right, then left. He could feel his orgasm building deep in his balls. He felt her start to shake as she ground her clit against his rock hard dick. She was soon screaming his name as she came again. After Alanah slowed down, Daniel flipped her onto her back, and pushed inside her from above. She moaned as she took him deep, pulling him closer for every inch. "Are you ready to cum for me, baby?" she asked. "Fuck yes. I really want to cum on your tits," he admitted. Alanah giggled enthusiastically. "Oh fuck! That is so hot!" "And then I'm gonna get you from behind," he boasted "Bring it on stud. If you can," she teased. Daniel was right at the brink of orgasm. He pumped in and out of her. Alanah ran her fingernails down his chest and stared him in the eyes. "Oh god! Here it comes!" he cried Daniel got to his knees and pumped his cock over his lover's body. Alanah squeezed her two massive breasts together to catch his spray. "Come on baby. Give it to me," she beckoned. Daniel answered with a growl, as he shot his load across Alanah's delicate skin. The first blast was a thick white strand which landed on her left shoulder, the tail end running down her tit. He left two more fat gobs of semen on her right tit, before she reached out and started jerking the rest out of his dick onto her belly. "That was great," Alanah said, as she let the last drop run onto her hand. She licked it off and laid back, glowing. Daniel laid next to her, and they kissed for a few minutes. Then, he started exploring her backdoor with his still engorged cock. "Hey now! What's going on back there? You not finished?" she asked, surprised. "Not even close," he answered cockily. Daniel knelt on the bed and started kissing her as he rubbed her pussy with the thick head of his prick. Alanah was still drenched. He moved his cock over the wet opening and pushed it back inside her. "Oh wow! Your cock is rock solid!" "Yeah, I kind of have a problem with that," he answered. "Not a problem with me," she laughed. Daniel took her over and over that night. He came across her back while doing doggy style. Alanah came two more times on his face. He eventually returned the favor with a fat load on her face. He was shocked that Alanah was so open for getting down like this on the first night. She didn't give the impression that she was a slut. It just seemed like she knew what she wanted, and Daniel knew how to give it to her. They wound up in the shower after each of them had had several orgasms each. Daniel took her one more time from behind in the shower, and erupted again all over her precious tits. They got cleaned up, and headed back down to the living room to take a break. "You are something else," she said. "Yeah, I told you that you were in for a treat," he joked. "What is it? Viagra?" she asked. He laughed hard. "I'm serious! Maybe one time I've had a guy that was hard enough to keep going, but he usually doesn't end up finishing. You are insatiable! I wasn't sure I could cum any more, and here you are with that monster staring me down. I was powerless!" she laughed. "You know, I'm glad you are amused, but it's not always been that great for me," he admitted. "Why not?" she asked, surprised. "It's just that, I don't have a lot of control over... it. That's why I'm late for class a lot of times. It doesn't know when to leave me alone. Mostly, I feel like it is the one leading me along. It's like the other day-," he started. "When?" she asked. "When I met you in the library. I was out of my mind. The thing was practically making a mess in my pants. I was afraid it was going to rip out of there on its own at any second. There you are, bouncing all over the place. I was powerless between the both of you." Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn "So that's why you ditched me? You were afraid I would be scared of your boner?" she teased. "Well, sort of. It's not exactly socially acceptable to be sporting wood on a first date." They laughed. "I just don't see how you do it. It's like that all the time? Even when you are alone?" Alanah asked. "Yeah," he admitted. "I have these fantasies and dreams. Sometimes they seem so real. Then I have to try and slay the beast, if you know what I mean. It's really hard to get anything done. Because the moment you think it's over, something, or someone, riles him back up." "Don't look at me," she protested. "Wait," she teased, "so when you saw me in the library you got hard?" "Oh god yeah! I could barely contain myself." "So what did you do next?" She slowly started rubbing his cock. "Well," he started, "I had to excuse myself." She laughed out loud. "No way! Are you serious? You spent like five minutes staring at my tits and you were forced to go jerk off? In public, no less?" "I am serious! I went into the Stacks-." He stopped abruptly. He might be saying too much. "What do you mean the Stacks?" she asked "Well... Shit. So you go up to the third floor, right? And there's a library that nobody uses. So-" "So you go jerk off up there? For real? Why don't you just go home or something?" "That's what I'm telling you. If I am home alone when this is happening I won't be able to stop myself. It'll be like an all-day thing," he admitted. "Wow. I guess that would be pretty rough. So, you just jerked off in the middle of a library. Man, you are kinky! I like it!" She was getting really hot. "Yeah, but listen to what happened when I went up there." He explained about the couple he found, and how he had spied on them while they fucked. Alanah slowly stroked his cock as he told the story. He was fairly candid about the whole encounter. All except for stealing the red-head's panties. When he finished with the story, he could see she was really turned on. "That's really fucking hot! Let's do it. I want to fuck you in the library. It will be perfect. Because that probably should have been us that day, instead of you doing it by yourself. Come on! We'll meet tomorrow night." "Alright," he answered. "I'm down." They worked out the details shortly before another passionate session on the living room sofa. Alanah begged him to stay the night, but Daniel had no intention of leaving. Eventually, she started dozing off in his arms while they laid in bed. He was asleep shortly after; her heaving breasts lay on his chest, his cock still rock hard. For the first time in a long time, Daniel had a long restful sleep. When Daniel woke up the next day, Alanah was bringing in coffee. She had on another button-up. This one was a long-sleeve with nothing underneath. She still only chose to utilize two buttons, which revealed her exposed pussy and belly below and plenty of her deep cleavage above. "Good morning!" she said. "Good morning." Daniel answered back. Alanah looked under the covers and laughed. "You just won't quit! Doesn't it hurt?" "Sometimes, but you took great care of it last night." They kissed. "Good, because there's nothing I like better in the morning then a quick fuck!" "I can't promise it will be quick." He winked. "Deal!" she answered, as she climbed on top of him. *** *** *** Chapter Three *** Daniel had spent most of Sunday at home cleaning his apartment. He had been horrified as he walked into his apartment after leaving Alanah's. He was a bachelor, so most of the mess could be understood. It was the addition of various vibrators and butt plugs, lingerie plastered in semen, bottles of baby oil and lube, and mountains of porn that he thought might cause a lady visitor to think twice about staying for more than five minutes. He put on some coffee and music and went to work. The panties and sex toys all needed washed, so Daniel had to start clearing away dishes and washing out the sink first. Once those items were soaking, he decided to strip the bed linens. He couldn't imagine the volume of cum that his sheets and blankets contained. After making the bed and bundling laundry, he went back to the kitchen to finish up with the special items in his sink. The toys were scrubbed and boxed up; the lingerie was hung up to dry. He almost kicked himself for not stealing Alanah's soaking wet panties the night before, but then he remembered she had not been wearing any. By the time the place was presentable, the sun was gone. Daniel flopped on the couch to take a break. He looked at his clock. He had two hours before he was supposed to meet Alanah at the library. Daniel had revealed a lot to her after knowing her for only a short time. Alanah seemed like she accepted him and his fetishes; the ones she knew about. She had loved taking his cum all over her body, she got hot talking about voyeurism and exhibitionism, and she was even turned on by his excessive masturbating. He thought that was the strangest one. Alanah had laid out some ground rules for this evening, though. They would meet in the same spot Daniel had spied on the young couple fucking in the library. She had said that she wouldn't go through with it if there were people there already, but if the two of them started and someone showed up, she wouldn't stop. Her number one rule was no masturbating beforehand. Alanah was likely just trying to torture him for her own sick pleasure, but at the time Daniel was in no position to argue. His cock had been slipping in and out of her pussy while they had planned their rendezvous the night before. Alanah had told him that she wanted the biggest load Daniel could manage. She had drank him in by the gallon that night and into the morning. She was not complaining about the amount of jizz she received, but she wanted to see what a day's worth of buildup would look like exploding above her. Daniel had let loose another load inside of her as she had described what she wanted. That was over seven hours ago, and Daniel hadn't cum since. It was fairly easy to manage while he was busy cleaning. Yes, he had played with his cock while he put the panties away. He would casually rub a pair against his exposed boner, but he never stroked it. His dick stood there waiting, like a dog ready for a walk. He had promised Alanah, so he wouldn't touch it before she did. Daniel was also excited to see how much cum would erupt onto her in the library. His loads were not small by any standard. He would usually have one or two shots that would burst out, and then several more large globs. It was usually all he could manage with having to orgasm nearly ten times per day. If he was really horny and could delay orgasm, he could shoot three or four thick streams a few feet, but it took a lot teasing and working of his dick. It had been a long time since Daniel had delayed pleasuring himself like this. Typically, if he didn't wake in the middle of the night and rub one out, he woke up with dried cum on his belly anyway. During school and work he had always retreated to the bathroom or his car to release. Now he sat on his couch with a raging hard-on, anticipating fucking a hot girl in public, but couldn't rub one out. Of course, he could if he really wanted to. It wouldn't affect his performance, but for whatever reason Daniel waited. A few times he had grabbed a firm hold of it, prepared to launch into his duties reflexively, before catching himself. After an hour of struggling, he got up and paced the apartment, his cock throbbed as it swung back and forth in mid-air. He knew he shouldn't be nude right now, but Daniel was afraid that if he tried to restrict his cock, he might set off an accidental orgasm having it rub against his pants or leg. So there it stood, purple and angry. He looked down and gave it a few pity strokes, but this only enraged the beast. He gave it a few more strokes as he felt the pressure build deep in his body. He gently teased the head. Soon his hand glided up and down in a steady rhythm. Suddenly the phone rang, breaking his trance. Oh thank god! Daniel thought. I wasn't going to be able to stop. It was Alanah. "Hello?" he asked. "Hey," she answered. Her sexy voice called down to his frustrated cock. "There's been a change in plans," Alanah stated coldly. "Oh?" he asked. The disappointment sent his boner shriveling. "Yeah, the law library is closed down. I think we should try the medical library," she suggested. "Oh. Alright. I don't really know-" He was frazzled. "Go to the lower levels of the library. You'll know when you get there. You will see me. One hour." She hung up. The conversation caused a flood of self-doubt and suspicion. Alanah had been uncharacteristically cold. Daniel assumed that something was bothering her. He blamed himself, but wondered why she would still want to meet him there, if that was the case. Daniel slowly put his cock away and got ready to leave. The medical library was further away from the apartment than the law library, and twice as far compared to Alanah's loft. Daniel got a cab. It wasn't snowing as much as the day before, but the wind was sharp and cut deep. The inside of the cab was warm. Daniel thought about what Alanah's plans might be. It sounded like she had scouted the medical library lower levels ahead of time. She must have something specific in mind. Had she been there when she called? Maybe that's why she was so curt. She probably was on some kind of sexy power-trip. Daniel imagined her dominating him once he arrived. Forcing him to strip, and suck on her pussy in the middle of the library. His cock immediately engorged. The cabbie drove on, unknowingly, as Daniel stroked his cock through his pants in the back seat. Before Daniel was ready, the cab had arrived at the medical library. His cock was still rock hard as he exited the car. He had not brought any books or a bag to cover his crotch. This was not a study trip, after all. He tried to push his cock up and pull his coat down, but as he walked to the doors of the library it would slide down and poke through his pants. A blast of warm air hit him as he entered the doors. The heat caused his vessels to dilate; swelling his already solid member. He nervously ducked behind some shelves as he tried to study the layout of the library. He passed dozens of huge oak shelves as he made his way toward the back of the giant building. Daniel was moving quickly down a side aisle, until he walked into a clearing in the shelves unexpectedly. There were several tables full of students gathered together near a desk where a middle aged librarian alarmingly looked down at Daniel's crotch and gasped. "Young man!" she cried. This caught the attention of several students who smiled and giggled. "I know. I'm sorry," Daniel explained, shamefully. "Can you please point me to the staircase to the lower levels?" She saw his humiliation and felt pity, but was speechless. Several of the students watched their exchange with glee. They laughed at the librarian's slack jaw and Daniel's disgrace, as he turned away to venture on his own; an enormous teepee in his pants pointing him the way. One young man spoke up, "Hey dude, go that way." He pointed. Daniel felt a moment of relief as he turned to go. "Thanks." "I don't think that's where they keep the Playboys, though." Dozens of onlookers roared with laughter and hollered as Daniel shrunk behind the towering bookshelves. He eventually reached a large door with a picture of stairs on it. Daniel entered, and descended quickly. On each flight he saw doors that entered into the lower levels of the library. Each was locked and the lights in those sections was turned off. He was not sure what Alanah's plan was. If she was venturing into exhibitionism, a dark, abandoned basement seemed the least likely place to start. After four flights of stairs Daniel was starting to feel winded. He stopped to look at his phone to check the time. He was a few minutes early, but noticed that his cell signal was gone. She hadn't called from here as he had thought. Maybe she didn't know that this was probably a bust. Finally, Daniel reached the bottom of the staircase. There was a large, square metal door that looked to be on iron hinges. In the middle was a large wheel like on a submarine. It seemed quite out of place in a library filled with rich oak and books. Maybe it was some sort of forgotten tunnel system, or sewer access. This confused him even more. This couldn't be where she had planned their hot date. He felt the cold wheel handle and gave it a turn. Surprisingly the ancient metal wheel spun softly and quietly. Daniel then heard a loud clunk as the door eased open. Behind the subterranean door was a long, brightly lit corridor. The walls and floor were sterile white. Near the end, there appeared to be a flat metal door with a small window. About halfway down the passage, Daniel heard the metal entrance door slam shut behind him. It echoed loudly, causing Daniel to jump. He approached the second door, slowly. The door was brushed steel. There were no dents or scratches. Most importantly, there was no handle. He peeked through the window and saw a brightly lit room with medical equipment and computers. He could hear the low hum of electronics, but he did not see any people working. He pushed at the door, and it didn't move. He backed away to contemplate his situation. He checked his cellphone once more. No new messages, and still no connection to the network signal. He turned to head back to the large door he had come in through, when he heard a click at the steel door next to him. It slowly slid sideways. Daniel entered the large room. The edges were lined with metal desks and large computer monitors. To Daniel, they just looked like Plexiglas; flat, thin, and entirely transparent. However, bright images and tables of information littered the screens. On one, he saw images of spliced human anatomy diagrams. He suspiciously approached the center of the room. In front of him, he saw a large metal contraption made of steel and fiber-optic cables surrounded by other work stations with larger computer screens. It sat about twelve feet high. The back had a silver metal curve almost like a giant microscope. Near the base was a platform like a microscope, as well; wide enough for two people. That's for the specimen, he thought, coldly. Then he looked up and saw how wrong he was. Above the platform was two long metal arms with a series of straps near the edge. Daniel looked at them and held his arms up to compare. There were also restraints on the platform; likely for the feet. Under the metal arch along the spine of the device were bundles of hoses and fiber-optic cables wrapped in sterile packaging. The entire place caused Daniel's blood to run ice cold. He did not belong here. "Touring your new surroundings?" a voice said from somewhere hidden. It was not Alanah. "What is this place? I didn't mean to come in here. I was looking for someone," Daniel explained. "Your female, Alanah. Yes we know. She is here, too. For now," the voice responded, coldly. "What do you want?" he asked; quickly realizing that this entire situation was planned. "You." she answered him. A ghostly form entered the room from the shadows. Daniel nearly fell backward. It was a female, but beyond that Daniel was unprepared to answer. She was tall; taller than he was. She was very thin, but muscular. Her skin was white as snow; impossibly white. She was clothed in a silvery-white, hooded cloak. It covered her body and her head, but it was completely see through. Beneath it, Daniel could see the subtle curves of her slender body, the small bumps of her breasts, and the bright blue and green of some sort of tattoos covering her body. He stared at her face, not able to believe what he was seeing. "I am Madame Aryess of the Tarot. I am pleased to have you aboard my ship." The woman pushed back her hood and left Daniel gasping again. Her face was nearly a match for human proportions and features, but her forehead stretched upward slightly. She had glowing, silver eyes. The back of her head crowned nearly to a point in the back, and two small antennae slowly pushed out through the skin above her face and moved around, searching. Suddenly the alien's voice was in his head. You understand that I am not of your world. We have come on a mission to procure resources. We will not harm your planet or your people. We only ask that you help us. Daniel was stunned. The alien seemed harmless, and she was kind of sexy. Could he help her? What would be in it for him? I see that you are excited, young human. You find me attractive? Daniel answered with silence. Not that it mattered to a telepath. She smiled flirtatiously as she saw Daniel's fantasies play out in her mind. He stood frozen as she approached, opening the nearly invisible cloak she wore. She was talking to him in his mind and staring him in the eyes as he took in her gleaming, naked body. "What are those?" he was able to manage. Her body and skin were beautiful. He saw now that what he thought were tattoos covered her arms and parts of her abdomen. She had smaller ones on her head as well. "They are not tattoos." She spoke aloud. "They are birthmarks, you would say." She had probed his mind for the correct word. She turned, letting the cloak slide down her arms. Daniel started at her toned, white body and admired the marks. They were bright blue and soft green with streaks of flashing silver. They were tribal-like designs, and were symmetrical to each half of Aryess's body. They ran lengthwise like lightning bolts up the backside of her forearms and triceps, capped off her deltoids, before crossing behind her shoulders, and meeting with identical marks from the other arm. The point at which they met, led up the back of her neck, and coiled around her ears. Streaks appeared scattered on her head. She also had similar designs to her lower legs that ran up to her knees. It was truly breathtaking, and seeing it displayed on such a perfect specimen was causing Daniel's fear and amazement turn into something more. His cock swelled with excitement as he yearned to reach out and touch the glowing silver lines that ran across her back. As if sensing this, Madame Aryess quickly pulled her soft cloak back around her shoulders. Daniel broke off his fixation. They were bright blue and soft green with streaks of flashing silver. They were tribal-like designs, and were symmetrical to each half of Aryess's body. They ran lengthwise like lightning bolts up the backside of her forearms and triceps, capped off her deltoids, before crossing behind her shoulders, and meeting with identical marks from the other arm. The point at which they met, led up the back of her neck, and coiled around her ears. Streaks appeared scattered on her head. She also had similar designs to her lower legs that ran up to her knees. It was truly breathtaking, and seeing it displayed on such a perfect specimen was causing Daniel's fear and amazement turn into something more. His cock swelled with excitement as he yearned to reach out and touch the glowing silver lines that ran across her back. As if sensing this, Madame Aryess quickly pulled her soft cloak back around her shoulders. Daniel broke off his fixation. So, are you willing to aid us? In return we will promise you pleasures you could never imagine, she asked coldly. Daniel answered, yes, in his mind. His host smiled and spun back to the corner of the room where she had first entered. At that signal, dozens of similar creatures, all of them female, emerged from adjacent corridors and offices to begin the procedure. Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn "Wait!" he called. "Stop! Aryess." She turned, her façade of giddiness started to shed. "What is it, human?" "Alanah, my friend, you said you had her. Where is she?" Aryess smiled, "Don't worry, boy. Your girlfriend has been returned to your planet. This does not concern her." Daniel stopped cold. Planet. "Wait. Where the fuck are we?" Aryess was losing her patience. "You were transported here through a portal. This is my ship. When you entered the corridor, the portal was closed. Your friend had already been dealt with before you arrived." Spaceship, he thought. Yes, she answered. Now have a seat. Another female, dressed more modestly, took his coat and led him to a chair near the horrifying piece of machinery in the middle. As he sat, he turned to look up at it. Wait a minute, he thought, but it was too late. The female technician had stuck him with a thick needle in his shoulder when he had been turned away. He looked at her in panic. She gave him a gentle smile as his vision went black. *** *** *** Chapter Four *** The experience begins without transition. There is heat, breath, a sudden heaviness. Long hair lightly brushing his face. Climax is upon him as soon as Daniel opens his eyes. Alanah's heavy breasts glide across his chest; aided by the dampness of sweat and cum. He is sitting upright with her arms and legs wrapping him like a coiled snake. Alanah's lips are at his eye line. Her hot breath flowing over his face with quiet, raspy moans. She slides up and down the full length of his cock. Her right breast sits atop his shoulder briefly, before slipping down his chest. He feels her thick, hard nipple dig into his flesh as it travels down. *** Dreams exist without a sense of beginning or end. They are made of powerful moments, sometimes only flashes, which tie one into a narrative that is created. The experiences of a dream are perceived based on sense memory. However, the sensations that Daniel felt were very real. A device, invisible to him, was latched onto his thick cock. It created a vacuum around the base of his member and encompassed his balls. On the underside of the base was a long, flexible rod covered in a soft silicon. It was as thick around as a pen. It twisted below his scrotum, ran along his sensitive perineum, and made its way deep into his rectum. The apparatus was controlled remotely by the laboratory supervisor. She had a series of read outs in front of her on large monitors. She slowly adjusted the force of suction as the nano-sensors indicated that another deposit was ready. She had been at this for several hours following the implantation of the nano-stimulants; microscopic bio-mechanical cells that adapt to donor DNA. They were designed to increase production of the male human's sex cells and supportive seminal fluid. In order for the retrieval process to be efficient the Tarot had to ensure there was enough of the desired fluid processed with each climax. The subject would have an increased volume of fluid with each emission. This was further aided with artificially supplied supplements in the standard fluid and nutrient intravenous solution. It would provide the nano-stimulants with raw materials to support their work on Daniel's DNA. The result would be large volumes of thick, potent jizz for the aliens' corrupt experiments. The subject would be sterile, of course. Provided it would survive at all. *** Before him, Alanah sits on her haunches; the surface of her skin steaming. Sweat glistens brightly across her chest and shoulders. Wisps of hair are matted to her forehead, and handfuls of her blond curls are clumped together from an earlier cum shower Daniel doesn't quite remember. Soon he begins again. It starts with a grunt deep in his chest, a hard push from his balls, and a powerful blast of pressure through his cock. He passes his sweaty hand over the throbbing head once more before long, thick streams of cum fly. Two, three, four blast go over the top of Alanah's head. The tail end of these foot long threads land in her hair. She sits up straighter, never flinching, as the fifth blasts knocks her in the forehead and runs down her nose. She sticks out her tongue, as to catch a snowflake, but in return receives a blizzard. Daniel's entire body is quaking with each blast. He feels a throbbing deep in his asshole that he can't explain, and two more blasts as strong as the first reach out for Alanah's lips. His cum bubbles as her lips press to blow a wet, sticky kiss his way. Daniel points his dick down towards Alanah's immense cleavage. Her hands are wrapped around the thick meat, pushing her nipples forward, and creating a triangular bowl against her ribs. The onslaught of cum continues, and the pool of white cream fills the top of her mountainous chest. The liquid accumulates so quickly, that it begins running down all sides, coating her skin with his love. Daniel crouches down, and thrusts his cock under and between her tits. The added volume causes a rush of cum to spill out across her nipples. Her face points downward as she catches his shining cock in her awaiting mouth. She slurps to catch his cum as it runs down the shaft. He grabs her tits to keep the pressure on his cock, feeling the steaming hot juice run across the back of his hands. One final thrust causes a short burst of cum to spew forth. It catches Alanah in the right eye. She giggles and looks up smiling. Daniel drops her heavy tits, and his cum splashes down in her lap. She reaches up and grabs his face and pulls him down to her awaiting mouth. Their tongues entwine. Sticky fluid glosses his cheek. As their body's slowly touch ground, he enters her sloppy wet pussy once more. *** In a dream, a lifetime can pass in seconds. Daniel's dream had been going on for days. He had been strapped to the ominous, metal device in the center of the room. His legs were restrained to the small platform above a horde of busy Tarot scientists. His arms raised up above him, strapped to two long metal arms. He was no longer conscious. The initial injection had made him docile enough to place in the restraints. Now he was fed a steady diet of sedatives and hallucinogens that made him susceptible to their psychic programming. The Tarot scientists no longer had to monitor the process. The first twelve hours required constant supervision to calibrate the system. Daniel's unique ability to maintain an erection despite this endless abuse meant that the Tarot could push him to limits not previously thought possible. The psychic fantasy simulations would also help to keep his focus. After the first day, the analysts noted productivity waned between twelve and fifteen deposits. They upgraded their protocols to transmit rapid vibratory impulses to his prostate gland using the rectal adapter. They discovered that a sequence of high frequency impulses ten seconds after the emission began had increased daily volume by over eighty percent above estimates. In addition, a longer, low frequency impulse followed by several shorter mid frequency impulses after orgasm had shortened the refractory period by ninety seconds. The impulses would start deep within his rectum and travel downward. Through magnetic resonant video imaging, it was decided to adjust the impulse, so that the precise moment it reached Daniels prostate the current would slow and intensify. After a brief second, the current would continue out through the anus and run along his perineum sending light vibrations until reaching the mouth of the great vacuum surrounding his manhood. The thick silicone coating met against his skin on the underside of his scrotum, where the rectal probe attached to the primary hose. It was critical to encompass the testicles. In the event that emission volume decreased at any time during the process, the system was designed to administer a moderate electrical shock directly to the testicles. This was meant to stimulate nano-stimulant productivity, with the added benefit of keeping subjects docile if they began rejecting the psychic illusion. *** Daniel is now standing over her. Alanah lay on the bed in front of him with her head hanging off the edge between his legs. Daniel straddles her face, as he takes in her luscious curves. He watches the deep rise and fall of her chest, and her legs squirming and begging for something to wrap around. He pumps away at his shaft as he feels her warm tongue pounding into his asshole. Alanah reaches around his hips and drives her mouth deeper between his ass cheeks; her face disappearing in the warm crevice. His balls hang low. Alanah's chin and jaw slap against the back of his scrotum as she digs her beautiful face back and forth, feasting on the tender flesh of his anus. She reaches around with her right hand. She grips his balls tightly and twists, pulling him in closer to her face. She withdraws her tongue and licks his perineum as her fingers glide up his thick shaft. She twists her hand around, squeezing her fist around his cock, and pulling it straight down to her awaiting mouth. His pelvis arches back as Alanah slides his rock hard member deep down her throat. She places her hands on his ass and pulls him closer, swallowing the entire cock. He pumps back and forth slowly, until his balls begin to boil with hot cum ready to unload down her throat. *** "As you see Madame Aryess, the subject continues to perform at peak efficiency." A small group of Tarot had gathered around the series of large transparent monitors laid out in front of the human subject. The center monitor displayed the erotic hallucination being simulated for Daniel. They would need to watch the events closely. If any fantasy wandered too deeply into a subject's imagination, the results could prove to be unpredictable. Straying too far from reality or logic may distract the subject and decrease production, or more troublesome, break the connection. On either side of the main display were columns of statistics and production estimates. "How have you accomplished this task?" their leader asked skeptically. "I believe our original estimates predicted that the subject should not have survived the fifteenth Earth day of the procedure." "That is true, my queen," the scientist answered nervously. She knew that Aryess did not react well to surprises, even one as beneficial as this. "How do you explain your failure? Why does it still live?" "We are not sure, Madame Aryess. We believe that the Earth male possesses an exaggerated natural libido. With our enhancements, it seems that we may have discovered the perfect specimen for our harvest." "Yes, yes, that much is obvious. What I asked was, why is the subject still alive? The enhancements introduced through the nano-stimulants should have enacted the failsafe after the fourteenth Earth day. This subject should not have survived the night. Yet, here you are before me, reporting that the subject is not only alive, but performing at production levels beyond our expectations. That is two anomalies with this subject that trouble me. I am waiting for your answer!" she boomed. Silence fell across the room. Only the pumping of the machinery, the soft grunts coming from the subject, and the quick, terrified breathing of the lab supervisor could be heard. "M-m-m-my lady," she stuttered. "Shut up!" Aryess answered sharply. She climbed to the platform of the device, and approached Daniel in his restraints. She stared curiously at the human male. His face was pale and sick. His hair was soaked in sweat. His mouth was dry and lips chapped. She ran her hand down his chest; her nails digging into his skin. Her hand trailed to the hose attached to his manhood. She gripped it loosely, and felt the pulse of the vibrations between her hand and his cock. "There is only one solution," she stated. *** Daniel fills Alanah's greedy throat with copious streams of jizz. He pulls his cock out briefly to spray her beautiful breasts with his sticky juice with intent to fuck them while she eats his asshole again. As he does, he feels cold eyes upon him. He looks up and notices a pale, white silhouette before him. He stops stroking his cock and stares. *** "My lady! Don't touch it!" Aryess slapped the lab supervisor and hissed. "Never raise your voice to me again! This is my lab! This is my subject! I will do as I please!" "Forgive me, Madame Aryess, of course. It's just that the human's connection was lost briefly, when--" She was cut off. Aryess grabbed her face. "How brief?" "Only moments, but time is perceived differently in the projection. What may have been a second in reality, could have been perceived as minutes or longer by the subject." In unison, the group of Tarot scientists turned to look at the center projector. *** Daniel stands staring at the invisible shadow; his cock still rock hard, pumping streams of cum over his lover. Suddenly, Daniel feels as if the world around him had been running in slow motion, and only now was beginning to pick up pace. He feels his heartbeat speed up. The light and shadows in the room began to dance. It is like coming out of a fog into clarity. The ghostly subject begins to take shape. It is a woman. *** "Quickly, a shock should make him docile. Then increase production to maximum," Aryess barked to the staff. The female scientists ran off hurriedly. The lab supervisor took to the center computer, and applied a moderate shock to Daniel's testicles. Vital signs stabilized. Then, the rate to his IV was increased. The dope would make him vulnerable to their suggestions. The shock would ensure he listened. *** The ghostly vision begins to fade from Daniel's perception, but the idea had taken root. He looks down at his cock and sees Alanah and a ghostly pale woman wrestling in pools of his cum. The projection evolves when needed. Daniel was in no position to notice, or to complain. The new lover was tall and thin, pale white, with long black hair resting above a beautiful, tight ass. Her breasts are not as large and round as Alanah's, but stand out perkily, with wide circular nipples. Those nipples were sliding between Alanah's thick, juicy lips at the moment; alternating left, then right. Her breasts swinging back and forth while hanging over Alanah's face. Her right hand stretches across Alanah's stomach to rub her clit. Alanah yelps and moans, biting on the woman's nipples. Daniel slips behind his new, raven-haired lover and pushes his throbbing cock into her pussy. Alanah turns around, and the two ladies are now face to face. Alanah sits on the edge of the bed. Raven leans against her enormous tits and takes Daniel's hard dick from behind. The two women's faces meet, and their lips mash together; tongues twisting and writhing in each other's mouths. Daniel slams his dick into Raven over and over, lifting her feet off the ground from the force of his passion. Alanah and the other woman tumble onto the bed. Daniel stands over them like a hungry predator. He strokes his cock as he watches them tangle and twist on the bed together. Raven lies back, and Alanah buries her face in her sweet pussy. Daniel follows suite and digs his tongue and nose into the back of Alanah's cunt and ass. He spreads her honey all over his face, as he squeezes his monster cock. Both girls squeal as they cum together. Raven's ass leaps off of the bed, driving harder and harder into Alanah's face. She shivers and screams as another orgasm blows through her. Alanah drinks it all in, and the shockwaves travel through her own trembling body, causing her to buck her hips up and down Daniel's face. Their bodies slowly stop quaking, and Daniel moves his needy cock into Alanah's pussy from behind. Raven stares at him deeply with her fierce, silver eyes. She crawls closer to him inch by inch as she stares. She crawls up his body, clawing; wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She comes in for a kiss, but instead licks the drippings from his face. She tastes Alanah's sticky juice on him. Raven sticks her tongue into Daniel's mouth, and they kiss deeply. She twists on his left nipple and reaches around his ass for a squeeze. She claws at his back as he feels the urge building inside him. Alanah glides on his cock wildly. Raven reaches down, pulls it out, and presses the head of his cock onto Alanah's tight asshole. Alanah squirms to find the right fit. Soon the fat head disappears into her little brown hole, as she lets out a terrible scream. Raven drops to the ground behind Daniel. She reaches under him to stroke Alanah's pussy as her ass loosens for Daniel. Raven's fingers slide in easily and she runs the wetness under Daniel's swinging balls. She uses the juices as a natural lubricant, and easily slides her fingers into Daniel's own asshole. Daniel grunts sharply as two long fingers enter. Alanah answers with deep grunts of her own as Daniel's cock swells larger with every second, deep within her rectum. Raven gently massages Daniel's prostate, and swallows his balls into her mouth. Daniel's moans become more hurried as Alanah's pussy explodes with another orgasm. She pushes herself harder against him, which drives Raven's fingers deeper. Daniel lets loose a roar as he pushes Alanah off of his dick and onto the bed. Raven leaves her first finger in and reaches around with her free hand to milk Daniel's pulsating cock. He begins to spray Alanah's ass and side with cum. He reaches under and grabs Raven's arm, throwing her onto the bed as well. Daniel begins pumping his huge cock as loads of thick cum fly across the intertwined bodies of his two beautiful lovers. Alanah and Raven's mouths are busy licking cum from each other's bodies. Daniel grabs Alanah again, and forces his dick back into her asshole. She screams out as he empties his juice inside of her. Raven looks up with a devilish smile, and crawls over to Daniel again. This time he greets her by pulling out of Alanah's ass and shoving his cock deep into Raven's mouth. She gags and chokes, as the jizz is dumped down her throat. She spits it up onto her chest and stomach. Alanah quickly lays her back and begins lapping it up. Daniel continues to unload, and he feels now that it might never stop. He quickly thrusts into Raven's twat as Alanah cleans up the first shower from her pale lover's body. He desperately tries to find the end of his climax, but it never stops. His consciousness fades; the blackness drowns him. In his fevered dreams, the world becomes an endless sea of skin waiting to be anointed with his cum. For a moment, he can see it. Piles of beautiful, glistening bodies writhing and begging. His cock is monstrous and throbbing. The gasps and cries of joy make it harder still. He pumps his cock to their approval. His orgasm sets everyone on their feet waiting, hoping it is their turn. The orgasm is like an earthquake. A million orgasms ignite simultaneously. His cum sprays endlessly in every direction. He will not stop until every last body is covered with his holy seed. The orgasms only become stronger and the women only continue to tremble. They beg for more; beg to drown in it. This is Daniel's world now, as he is unknowingly drained of life by the Tarot. *** Aryess smirked in satisfaction. "The solution is obvious. We will continue to run at maximum. The Earth male cannot continue at that rate for long. He will die soon enough." She was pleased. "Yes m'lady, of course." The supervisor bowed. "However, may I ask about the projection? We will not be able to maintain the illusion for long under these conditions." "Yes of course not, fool, but if the subject is dead then it is of no concern." The lab supervisor wisely did not respond. *** Daniel begins to panic within the fantasy. The bodies are piling up. Millions tearing and clawing at him. They want to suck him dry. They drip with his seed, but they want more. Like a horde, they close in around him. He feels his body tugged below. He is smothered by the force of mountains of breasts and bodies. His lungs begin to collapse, and his bones break.