Re: City of Justice (Shotgungunshot/Pervy)
Minariel blushed from more than just arousal as Insectra continued giving her more compliments, not used to such high praise, and definitely not used to being able to express how grateful she felt.
"Oooh... Thank you! Both of those sound really fun... Which should I... Breeder sounds more interesting at least!" She responded with just as little inhibition, having a little trouble choosing between two really enjoyable sounding ideas.
"It's fine. I'll like insects if I'm supposed to, at least, as long as you can change me a little." Insectra was definitely helping her opinion on insects right now though, her arousal and pleasure clearly telling the woman that Minariel was enjoying these kinds of bugs.
"Yeah... it's all just so boring, all the logic without much thought for what might be actually fun." And after years of neglect, it seems her creativity was willing to help the person that offered that fun, not to mention that same person was the one that finally let creativity get control.
"Heh... I doubt logic even knows this, but I'm into being filled in every end, especially if it's done with tentacles... Oh, and we're way more into women, and despite everything we're actually pretty submissive in bed once you get us there. It's just hard to get us there, or more accurately, get logic along for the ride." It was as though creativity was handing over weaponry on a silver platter for Insectra, which only enraged logic further, to the point where her logical side didn't even analyze her fetish for tentacles she had never really noticed she had.
Ranael moaned and shivered from the lustful tinglings, that small bit of reinforcement helping to mold her thoughts into line with what her symbiote wanted. That reward would immediately make her more eager to listen and go along with whatever it wanted, chasing more pleasure and lust, embracing the symbiote in her and Anariel's words. Her moans grew louder and her hand began to gently stroke Anariel's cock, wanting to give her pleasure in return for helping her so much.
Minariel, for her part, could find no fault with the simple explanations that Insectra offered, especially not when she was far more focused on enjoying the pleasure that she was receiving.
"Mmmmmm... Oh yeah... No point in arguing when I can focus towards... Oooooohhh... all of this..." Her eyes slipped shut for a moment and she shivered as she felt that tongue sliding over her naked body, nipples hardening a little more just from the sensation of it on her skin.
"Nnnngghhh... That sounds really nice... Obedient and horny, helping to bring order... AH... Ooh that sounds so good..." And feeling that tongue moving towards her backdoor only helped that line of thinking along, causing her to moan some more and slightly spread her legs, inviting that nice tongue further in if it so wished. Plus it made it even easier for her to play with the parasite within her, allowing her to keep pushing her fingers in deep.
Her mouth watered when she saw Insectra's sex in the same view as the erotic display that Anariel and Ranael were giving her. She seemed almost transfixed by her delicious looking slit, along with that long tongue that looked like it could be used in so many enjoyable ways... With her fun loving side in charge, there was little that Minariel would disagree with right now, too focused on all the potential pleasure to be able to resist anything.
"Yeah... get back at logic... show how good obedience is... how good everything is..." She slowly nodded her head in agreement, thoughts still running through her mind of how much she wanted a taste, along with the new desire to show logic how good this all was.
Once permission was given for her to get a taste, Minariel wouldn't hesitate for even a moment, diving in with her eager tongue, lapping at that enticing pussy as though she were a dehydrated woman seeking water. Her tongue pushed in, savoring every delicious inch, and moved with such focus, proving that she had more than her fair share of experience at eating out. And just as Insectra ordered, the moment she experienced that delicious taste her creative mind began purposely and intentionally thinking towards the logical half, thinking that Minariel, Mila, Quickdraw, no matter what names were given, she belonged to Insectra. And despite attempts, it was difficult for the logical side to block out what were essentially her own thoughts. While she could fight back and resist, she couldn't just ignore them like she might have tried against Insectra. While the creative side wasn't particularly good with the logic ideas, it was able to broadcast the very smart sounding logic that Insectra was using towards the logic half of her brain. And while that half would try to pick apart that logic completely, a small bit of it did make sense, though it was not without flaws...
"Mnnnggg... Yeah... sometimes people do things that stop them from being happy... If you can help force them to be happy then that's a good thing to do..." She took a quick break just to voice her own agreement to that line of logic, but otherwise returned to pleasuring Insectra while keeping an eye on Anariel, actually using her power to zoom in on the lustful display she was performing, seeing if she could learn anything about how good Anariel seemed to be at this whole 'obedience and submission' thing.
Feeling that tongue pushing deeper made her body stiffen for a quick moment before shuddering once again in pleasure, unable to resist the new and ecstasy charged sensations the tongue gave her. Plus, feeling the insectoid symbiote in her pulse with lust and pleasure encouraged her further. She'd push her fingers in further, gently stroking and petting that eel, serving it in the only way she could, attending to it as best she could to show that she did indeed care for it. Especially with the pure pleasure she felt from doing so, she was eager to serve the wonderful creature inside her, being incredibly careful not to hurt it as she slid her fingers in to stroke it with a level of reverence that she rarely used for anything.
Ranael let her elder sister's words fill her mind, soaking in and helping her realize how important it was to obey a far superior mind to her own. Just as the symbiote eagerly and gladly took that spot, she eagerly and gladly invited it into that spot, above her own mind and thoughts so that she had something to obey no matter where she was.Yes, it was not above the angels that had put this power there in the first place, but this symbiote was an angelic part of her, a subservient part of her, a superior and obedient part of her. It needed to be obeyed without hesitation, without question, and she finally understood that now thanks to Anariel's help. With those thoughts, she gave free reign of her mind to the symbiote, letting it completely take control of her body and mind, allowing herself to merely experience what happened to her body and provide information to that symbiote when needed.
Once Insectra extended her hand, Ranael wouldn't resist the commanding tug, her inner self moaning at the feeling as she moved obediently towards her Mistress. Meanwhile, Anariel understood the importance of avoiding all sin, and disobedience to a true angel was a sin of the highest caliber, so she herself followed along. And both of them knelt down before Insectra, looking up to her with pure devotion, obedience, and awe in their eyes. They presented their bodies towards her, Ranael doing what felt natural while Anariel wished to show the extent of her utter obedience. Anariel happily reached out to squeeze and caress her former boss' right breast, leaning in to whisper into her ear.
"Oh Minariel... It's so wonderful to just obey, letting the wonderful feelings of submission flow through you. It gives you such a sense of... purpose... to obey and follow. There is no confusion, everything makes so much sense because obedience, subservience, pleasure, are all our natural state of being. We as a species have strayed so far from that which is natural, but once you embrace it, once you accept your Mistress' dominance, everything feels so... right." And Minariel's creative side lapped it up eagerly, in fact, because it came from someone that both her logical and creative side trusted so much, just a little of it managed to slip through to her logical side as well.
Ranael had trouble finding the words herself, but the solution was so very simple, she just let her insect-mind speak. She faded into the background as a nice and obedient host-mind, not thinking of a single thing as she just let herself experience it all without any bit of thought. So her insect-mind took over, commanding her body as she remained a happy and obedient host-mind. Though before she started to speak, Minariel's eyes went wide with surprise and pleasure as she was pulled in even close to taste the heavenly nectar of Insectra's flower, lapping it up with renewed vigor as Ranael's words filled her ear.
"Minariel... This host could not even describe how much it loved this sensation... Just accept it, allow it to take over as I have, and open yourself to truly experiencing pleasure and a clear conscience. There is never a fear of doing wrong, there is never a worry of what you are doing, because you are not doing it, you are merely experiencing it. Ranael is experiencing pure and wonderful pleasure, which is all we wish to provide for both of you. You do not have to think, you do not have to be in control, you do not have to make decisions, we can do that for you. All you have to do is allow it, enjoy it, and obey." The both of them would continue whispering into Minariel's ears, keeping her from thinking about anything other than pleasure and obedience.
Her creative side was clearly completely on board with the idea of loving, nurturing, hosting, and obeying a nice companion nestled within her. That half of her had stopped struggling completely, even embracing it, but the logical side had barely given any ground, fighting defiantly with every bit of power it could to block out and resist everything that was going through it. Anariel's mind flashed back to how Mistress V would pet her, causing her to sigh contently, rub into the petting a bit, and her shaft would throb a little bit with the pleasant memories of devotion and submission. Ranael sighed contently as well, her host-mind greatly enjoying its decision to give control to the symbiote, as now she got to experience this wonderful contentment, this nice warm feeling, and she didn't actually have to do anything, all she really had to do was give up control, which was actually her just letting herself do less for that wonderful experience.
I AM SMARTER THAN YOU GOD DAMN IT! IF IT WEREN'T FOR THIS MORONIC INSIPID LITTLE SLUT OF A 'CREATIVE' HALF I'D STILL BE RESISTING! Logic screamed into what was essentially nothingness. Early into this, logic had determined that anger was a good emotion to resist pleasure and contentment, though it didn't realize it was going to lose control of the body, and as such didn't expect its own anger to grow out of control IN her logical half.
And it seemed Insectra had found an absolutely brilliant line of logic to go down against Minariel's logical half. Already she was blaming her creative side for this failure, and Insectra was stoking that rage perfectly. But then control was suddenly returned to her... without the creative side at all. Her emotions were slightly reigned in now, but there was no creativity to come up with anything to do OTHER than attempt the last thing her logical half had decided to do, and that was revenge against her other half.
"Need... need to... teach the creative half a lesson..." She agreed, her voice even calmer and more collected than usual, yet now directed exactly where Insectra had wanted it to be...
Except... something different happened. Minariel's... no... Mila's right hand began jerking around a little, before suddenly reaching as hard as it could towards where she had stripped down. If Insectra looked, it seemed as though her right arm was reaching for her guns. Yet, her face and the rest of her body didn't react in the slightest, as though they were unaware of this development entirely. It was almost as if her logical mind was fragmented WITHIN itself... and the fragmented half had found a perfect rationalization for what it was doing. It was a solution that prevented Insectra from using her as a tool against the Society, and STILL got revenge against the creative half. Her fragmented half had decided the most logical action was to shoot herself in the head, which would in turn put the society into the highest level of alert, and kill the creative half of her brain. However, with control of only one arm, it would be child's play for Insectra to stop that from happening, she just needed to grab the arm or have Minariel paralyzed again. All it really was was a last ditch bit of resistance, one last attempt at defiance, the final grasp at hope for a heroine that considered duty above all else...