Signs
Chapter 27 — Aquarius
This sucked.
Oh, it had sounded good at the start, but now, everything was falling apart.
First, Sara’d gone down. Okay, Archie understood that. The T1’s had gotten inside her head and they’d fucked her up. It was a good thing that his team had discovered that, but it meant she was off the team, but hey, he could handle that.
But then it seemed like Tara and Sage were suddenly so tight together. They always had been, but now with Sara off the team, it seemed like it was always him against them and that was bad enough.
And then he was told there was another problem. It was a “routine screen” he was told but it had turned something up and suddenly, Tara was off the team and suddenly, it was just down to him and Sage, and as bad as it was going up against Tara and Sage together, at least he liked Tara. If this meant that it was just him and Sage now, that meant there was only one word to describe the situation.
It sucked.
And now he was being told there was another problem. Crap, if stuff like this kept happening, he was going to be down to a team of one, and he hadn’t signed up to be on a one-person team.
When Angelina woke up, the first thing she noticed was just how sore she was, but it was good to be sore. Being sore meant she’d gotten herself fucked and Angelina liked to get herself fucked.
The only thing was she wasn’t being fucked now and that just wasn’t good enough. It just seemed like she couldn’t think straight when she didn’t have a cock between her legs.
She would have gotten herself something to eat for breakfast, but the truth was, the only thing she could think about was getting her pussy fucked. Go out and find a guy, she told herself. It didn’t matter who and it didn’t matter where. Just find herself a guy and go out and get her pussy fucked, and after that, she could have whatever she wanted for breakfast.
Archie picked up his cell phone and called in to headquarters. He’d had enough, he told himself. He was going to quit.
Maybe he owed it to his team, he thought. Maybe he should have told them first but from his way of looking at it, his team had already left him. He was just returning the favor.
“Hello,” said the voice in his ear.
“This is Archie,” he said. “I need to come in and talk to Angelina.”
“I don’t think that would be a good idea.”
Archie finally recognized the voice as Sasha’s but there was something different. “What do you mean I shouldn’t come in. I’m a team lead you know.”
“I know, but I don’t think it would be a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“She’s, um, she’s not available right now.”
“What do you mean she’s not available?”
“Just that,” Sasha said. “She’s not available.”
Archie could feel his anger rising. It was bad enough that his team was being pulled out from underneath him, but now they didn’t even have the decency to treat him with the respect he’d earned. “I want to see Angelina,” he told the girl on the other end of the line, “and I don’t care if she’s busy or not. I’m coming down right now.”
“Look,” said a hushed voice on the other end of the line. “She’s gone crazy. I ... I’m not sure where she is now. She was fucking a couple of guys that she picked up off the street a little while ago but I’m not sure where she is now.”
“Who’s gone crazy.”
“It’s Angelina. She’s fucking everything in sight, and she did something to Cassie.”
“She did what to Cassie,” Archie asked.
“I don’t know what she did, but now she just does whatever she’s told.”
Archie snorted at that. “That’s what you two always did.”
“This is different. It’s like Cassie isn’t even thinking anymore, and I’m worried.”
“Worried about what?”
“Worried that whatever happened to her is going to happen to me next.”
“Hold on,” Archie said. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
The only answer he got was the line going dead.
Sasha was right.
Archie noticed it almost from the moment he’d entered the place. There’d always been a slight undercurrent of activity. Sometimes, it wasn’t overt, but it was always there.
But this morning, there wasn’t. There was nearly always someone at the front desk and this morning, there wasn’t and Archie had a feeling there hadn’t been anyone at all there today.
Archie moved on past desk. There was no activity whatsoever.
“Hello,” he called out in a somewhat subdued voice and then he caught himself and cleared his throat. “Hello,” he called out again in a louder voice. “Hello. Is anyone here?”
A voice, Angelina thought from somewhere in her office. A voice. A male voice.
Cassie was on her knees, eating her mistress out and Angie couldn’t help but moan. The little, mindless blond slut was one hell of a pussy licker, and over there in the corner was her little buddy, with her legs spread and with a dildo between her legs. “Fuck yourself,” Angelina told the girl. “Do it harder.”
Sasha let out a little yelp but that didn’t stop her from working the dildo between her legs even harder.
Angelina couldn’t help but moan as the blond’s tongue ate her pussy. Oh geez, the blond was so good with that tongue, but what she really needed was a cock.
Oh geez, she was almost there. She was so close.
Angelina looked at the girl in the corner. “Put that down,” she ordered with a moan.
Sasha quickly put down the dildo.
“Can’t you hear we have guests outside?”
Sasha nodded almost tearfully.
“Don’t just sit there playing with your pussy. Go and get him.”
Sasha nodded again.
Archie really wasn’t doing much of anything.
He was sure his presence had already been noted so really, there wasn’t all that much that needed to be done. All he had to do, he told himself, was to wait for someone to come and find him.
And as it turned out, he didn’t have all that long to wait, either.
It wasn’t long before a still naked Sasha showed up in the outer office. “I told you not to come,” she said in a near whisper.
Archie took in the girl’s naked form and then he smiled a wry, little smile. “I know what you told me,” he told the girl, “but I chose to come anyway.”
“The boss wants to see you.”
Archie smiled again. “I was expecting she would.”
Sasha shook her head. She’d tried to warn the man, she told herself, but he just didn’t seem to get it. He didn’t seem to understand just what kind of danger he was in. “I suppose you’d better follow me.”
Angelina looked up when Sasha and Archie entered. She moaned again as the blond’s tongue continued to get her off. For the moment at least, she almost felt as if she were in control of her mind. She looked at the newcomer. “What are you doing here,” she demanded.
“I heard you were feeling a bit horny,” the man said.
“Yeah, and what’s it to you?”
“I figured I’d come down here and return the favor.”
Return the favor,” asked a bewildered Angelina. “What do you mean, return the favor?”
“You did a pretty good job fucking up my life,” the man said bitterly. “I just figured I’d do the same to you.”
“I don’t understand.”
The man looked at the blond and then he looked back at Angelina. “Why don’t you tell her to get her ass out of there,” the man said, “unless of course, you don’t really want to get your pussy fucked.”
For the moment at least, sanity had returned to her but that sanity was tenuous at best and already the thought of getting her pussy fucked was preying on her mind. No, she told herself. No, she couldn’t. She needed to keep her wits about her. She needed ... there was something she needed to do ... she needed ...
What she needed was to get her pussy fucked.
No. That wasn’t it. There was something else. Something about what had been done to her.
She knew what she needed to have someone do to her. She needed to feel a cock between her legs.
No wait. That wasn’t it. That wasn’t ...
That wasn’t it, she told herself. She didn’t just need to have one cock fuck her pussy. She needed more, but this one would do for starters.
And somewhere deep inside of herself, Angelina was moaning. She wasn’t sure why she was thinking what she was thinking, but she couldn’t help but think that she’d missed an opportunity for something. “So you think you can fuck me,” she asked.
“I know I can,” the man promised.
“Well, if you think you can fuck me, how about we see if you can prove it.”
The man unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants and then as Angelina watched, he pushed his pants down past his hips and he wrapped a hand around his cock. “So you want me to prove it, do you?”
Angelina couldn’t help but gasp as she got a look at the man’s cock. She hadn’t expected to see something like that.
“What about this,” the man asked. “Is this good enough for you?”
Angelina licked her lips. “Give it to me,” she moaned. “I want it now.”
“Get down on your knees,” the man ordered.
Angelina wasn’t about to say no. After all, already she could feel that ever present need reasserting itself. She needed to get fucked and that’s all there was to it.
“I think you need to suck on this,” the man told her.
That was hardly a surprise, Angelina told herself, and she had no problems doing exactly what he wanted her to do.
The man groaned as the one-time leader of the mind controller hunters wrapped her lips around his cock. She’d seemed like such a big deal before, back when she was training them. She seemed like she knew so much but now, now with her lips around his cock, now she seemed somewhat diminished, and he liked that.
“Do you like that,” the man asked. “Do you like sucking on my cock?”
Angelina didn’t answer. She just kept sucking on his cock, but then again, maybe that was the answer she really needed to give.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “And here I was thinking you were so big and bad and tough. But you’re not so tough now, are you?”
Again, the only answer that Archie got was the continued sucking on his cock.
“No, you’re not so tough at all.”
Again, Angelina said nothing.
The man looked around the room at Cassie and at Sasha. “It must be so tough being down here all by yourself,” the man said. “Just you and you’re pretty little girl toys when what you really need is a boy toy to keep you company.”
Still, the only answer Angelina gave the man was her continued sucking on his cock.
Archie pushed her back. “Is that what you want,” he asked her. “Is what you really want is to have a boy come and treat you like a boy knows how to treat you?”
“Yeah,” the woman moaned.
“Yeah, I thought so.”
“Yeah,” the woman moaned again.
“It’s time to get that pussy fucked,” Archie told her. “Lie back and spread your legs for me.”
Angelina didn’t hesitate. She laid back and spread her legs for the man.
Archie stepped in between Angelina’s legs and he let his cock stroke the outside of her pussy. “And to think,” he told her, “I was coming down here to quit.”
Angelina couldn’t help but moan all over again.
Archie pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. He liked teasing Angelina’s cunt.
“Fuck me,” the woman moaned.
The man’s cock teased her just a moment longer. He knew she could probably make him do what she wanted but he wasn’t sure. She didn’t seem as focused as she’d seemed before, or rather, she was very focused on just one thing and not at all on any of the rest.
But then, he didn’t plan to put that thought to the test. He was, after all, only teasing her. He had every intention of giving her exactly what she wanted.
Angelina gasped as she felt it, the feel of that cock as without warning, it entered her tight, little pussy.
“Yeah, this is what you want, isn’t it,” the man taunted. “You want this cock between your legs.”
“Yes,” the woman moaned. “Yes. I want it.”
“Then you’re going to get it.”
“Yes,” Angelina moaned again. “Yes. I want it,” and after that, she said hardly anything at all.
“I hear you’ve been going out and fucking other guys,” Archie said.
“What? Huh?”
“I hear you’ve been going out and looking for other guys,” the man said again. “I hear you’ve been looking to get fucked.”
“Yeah, but—”
“But what? Have you or haven’t you?”
Angelina moaned again. It was so hard to think when she had a dick between her legs. “Have I what?”
“Have you been looking for other guys to fuck?”
That at least was a question that Angelina could answer. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, I’ve been looking for guys to fuck.”
“And you never thought to call me? I’m upset. I’m hurt. I would have thought you would have called me.”
“I ... I’m sorry.”
“No, you’re not. You just want to get fucked.”
“I ... yeah.”
“You just want to feel a guy’s cock inside you. You just want to feel a guy make you cum.”
“I ... yeah.”
“Well, if that’s what you want, you’ve come to the right place.”
Angelina might have said something more but at just that moment, the man’s cock increased its pace between her legs. “Oh geez,” she moaned. “Oh geez.”
“Yeah, you like that,” the man told her. “Then I know you’re going to like this.”
Angelina moaned as she felt it. The man was cumming between her legs and she couldn’t help it. She loved the feel of it as she felt the man squirt himself between her legs.
She couldn’t help it. She did like it but there was something else. There was a glimmer of something. There was ...
Something had happened to her. Her mind was ...
Her mind had been altered. She wasn’t sure how, but she needed, oh crap, she could feel it starting to happen again. Hold on to yourself, she told herself. Don’t let it happen.
And what was wrong with letting it happen. She could feel it happening. She wanted it to happen.
No, she tried to argue with herself. No. Don’t let it happen.
But already, she could feel it taking hold of her. She could feel the need. She tried to fight it, but the need was too strong, and besides, it was so easy to give in and there was a part of her that wanted to do it.
No, she told herself. No. Don’t do it.
Oh but geez. She could feel it happening and she knew what she wanted. She wanted it so bad.
She wanted a cock between her legs.
Archie couldn’t believe it. When he’d come down here, he’d been meaning to quit but somewhere along the way, those feelings had morphed into something else. He wasn’t sure how it had happened. He wasn’t sure if it was her or him, but somehow, he’d picked up on what Angelina had wanted. He’d thought of her as nothing more than a slut to be fucked. He’d thought of her as nothing more than a hole to be filled, and that wasn’t like him, so maybe it was her but whatever it was, he’d taken out his frustrations on her tight, little pussy.
But the thing was, if he didn’t know any better, Archie could swear she wanted to be fucked again.
“What’s the matter with you,” the man said. “Don’t tell me you’re horny again.”
“Of course, I’m horny,” Angelina moaned. “Sluts like me are always horny. That’s just the way we are.”
Angelina moaned again. Oh geez, this was so not like her, and yet ... and yet, she needed it bad.
“Well, if you want to get yourself fucked, you’re in the wrong position.”
Angelina looked confused.
“Get up on your hands and knees.”
Oh yeah, Angelina thought. She could definitely do that.
She could feel the man coming up behind her and then his hand slapped her ass. “So you want me to fuck you. Is that what you want?”
“God yes,” the woman told him.
Another slap on her ass. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I happened to come along,” Archie said. “Did you know I came down here to quit? Did ya?”
Angelina wasn’t sure what she was supposed to say but before she could say anything, she felt a dick come up behind her.
“What the hell was the matter with me,” Archie demanded of no one in particular. “Was I out of my fucking mind. Why would I want to quit a job like this where I could come down here whenever I wanted and fuck a little slut like you?”
Angelina didn’t have anything to say to that, but that did sound good, having guys come down and fuck her whenever they wanted. That sounded really, really good.
And that’s when Archie entered her.
Angelina couldn’t keep herself from moaning and besides, why should she. She liked to moan. She liked to moan because she wanted guys to know. She wanted guys to know just how much she appreciated their cocks.
She moaned again. She liked this cock a lot.
Archie slapped her ass again. “You like this,” he told her. “You can’t hide it from me. I know you like it. I know you like it a lot.”
She wasn’t hiding anything, Angelina thought. Sure, she liked it, and what was more, she was going to like it even better when that cock made her cum.
And that was going to come soon. That was going to come real soon.
Angelina moaned anew as she finally felt it, the feel of that cock as it worked its way between her legs. That was what she needed. She knew that as soon as it started. She moaned again. She needed a cock between her legs.
She moaned again. Oh geez, this man knew what she needed.
“You like this, don’t you,” the man said.
“Yes,” the woman moaned.
“I knew you would,” Archie told her. “I knew you would and I’ve got a deal I’d like to make with you.”
A deal, Angelina thought. What the hell was he talking about?
“Do you like my cock,” the man asked.
“Oh God,” Angelina moaned. “You know I do.”
“You can make my cock stay like it is now, can’t you? You can keep me as hard as you want me to be and for as long as you want me to, can’t you?” What the hell was he doing, Archie wondered.
Angelina was finding it hard to focus. What she really needed was to get her pussy fucked and here was this guy, talking about his cock.
“You can make it so my cock is always hard. You can keep me ready to fuck you. You can keep my cock on demand.”
An on-demand cock, Angelina thought even as that cock continued to fuck her. Now there was something to think about.
“You can do that. You can keep my dick hard.”
Angelina wasn’t even sure if she could.
“I want you to do it,” the man said. “I want you to keep my dick hard. I want you to keep it hard forever and ever.”
She didn’t really know. That wasn’t the way the power worked. Hell, he should know that by now. That wasn’t the way ... the way ... the ...
Her mind lashed out. She wasn’t sure if Archie even knew what she was doing to him, but she didn’t care. He was going to get his wish whether he really wanted it or not.
If Archie noticed the change, he said nothing about it, but it didn’t really matter. What really mattered was what his cock was doing between Angelina’s legs.
“Fuck,” the man growled.
Fuck indeed, Angelina moaned. Oh fuck, he was going to cum, and when he did, he was going to make her cum, too.
“Fuck,” the man growled again.
Oh yeah, Angelina thought. Oh fuck. He was going to cum. Oh fuck, he was making her cum.
And even as he did, there was something on the edge of her consciousness, something she was sure she really ought to know, something that was very important, something that was ...
Something that was gone.
And besides, it couldn’t be that important, she told herself. It couldn’t be as important as getting a cock between her legs. It couldn’t be as important as getting her pussy fucked.
Getting her pussy fucked, Angelina thought.
Now that was important.