~The late winter rains were coming down hard. Erika watched them spatter against the reinforced French doors of her private office and sighed. She'd had a long day dealing with the usual crises that came with Monsoon Season in SoCal. She was safe and dry here in The Sisterhood's fortress Security Headquarters high up along the crest of the Santa Monica Mountains, but the winter storms created problems for Sisterhood operations throughout the rest of the city and as SH Security Chief, those were her problems, too.
She had most of them handled and had finally relaxed for a bit when her door chimed.
“Come in!” she snapped rather more harshly than she planned.
The door opened and she was relieved to see it was Saramina, her newest trainee assistant, tall, tan, with long dark hair, which she now wore up. Erika had only just taken her to bed a week ago. Everyone who applied for the position knew that Mistress Erika would seduce them, so don't sign up if you're not prepared for that.
Given the legends around her, the waiting list to be Mistress Erika's assistant was quite long.
Erika smiled at her, noted she was carrying a good sized package. “And what do you have there?”
Saramina smiled, bowed her head slightly. “It comes from the Special Biologicals Bureau, your Grace.” She placed the package on Erika's desk, waited.
Erika distractedly waved her hand at the nearest chair, focused her attention on the package. Saramina sat.
The package had a holomessage strip attached. Erika pressed her right thumb on it, activating the thing. It glowed and projected a hologram in the air just over the package, the head of a dark skinned woman with a blonde buzz cut. She looked all business.
“Greetings, Your Grace,” the projection said. “I am Doctor Aurora Kidane, assistant director of the Special Biologicals Bureau. This package contains your personal Mark Six Bioform Phallus, Detachable. It has been fully tested and is ready for general use. This particular Mark Six is of course made from your DNA and will work only with your body.”
“Well, fuck me,” Erika muttered. “The old bastard has kept his promise.”
The projection continued. “The Mark Six is inside its nutrient container, which, like the Mark Six, is keyed to respond to your DNA only. Inside the package you will find a full set of operating instructions. If you have any problems or questions, please contact me. Blessings upon you, your Grace.” The projection faded.
Saramina stirred. “Your Grace,” she said, her voice a whisper. “Is that a Bitch Rod?”
Erika gave her a wicked grin. “Yes, my dear. It seems so. Would you like to help me break it in?”
Saramina flushed a deep red. “Oh yes, Mistress,” she said in a husky tone.
“Good,” Erika said. “Seal the door and block all non-emergency messages.”
Erika pressed her right thumb to the strip and the package opened to reveal an egg-like container that appeared to be ceramic, its surface a swirl of pastel colors. On its top was a diaphragm portal. Next to that was another holomessage strip. Erika keyed it.
For the next few minutes the hologram played, showing in minuet detail the nature and function of the Mark Six. Erika and Saramina watched in quiet amazement. When it was finished, they were both very quiet.
“Well,” Erika said finally. “That was something.”
“Yes,” said Saramina in an even more soft whisper.
They looked at each other and grinned like naughty children. Erika pulled off her pants and panties, while Saramina began to undress entirely. As was Sisterhood custom, they were both clean shaven.
Naked below the waist, Erika placed her thumb on the diaphragm portal, which fanned open, revealing a mass of bright and moist pink tissue. Within a second or so, a phallic glans emerged through the pink mass. Erika grasped it firmly, but gently, and withdrew the entire thing.
The first two thirds of the thing looked like a normal uncircumcised human penis when almost entirely tumescent, in this instance about eight inches in length and two and half inches in girth. It glistened with the residual moistness of the nutrient fluid.
Where it differed was at the other end. At the base of that first eight inches curved 'pad' that projected from the shaft. It was of the same tissue, but there was cartilage beneath the skin, flexible, but strong. Its shape was near vertical 'above' the shaft, but almost a crescent curve 'below', both edges being soft and rounded.
Past that 'pad' the shaft continued for another five inches with a very different knobby texture and a kind of bulged tapering.
Erika laughed. “It looks like a large purple pickle.” Saramina giggled uncontrollably.
Erika gave her a wicked grin. “On your knees,” she commanded. Saramina sobered, inhaled deeply and knelt before Erika.
Erika stood with her legs apart and Saramina quickly moved her face between Erika's thighs and began licking. Erika gasped slightly. After just a few moments she stroked Saramina's hair. “That's good,” she said.
Erika squatted slightly, opening up her thighs a bit more. Grasping the 'cock' end of the shaft, she guided the 'knobby' end to her vaginal lips and then slipped the thing up inside of her.
Triggered by contact with her own now increasing vaginal secretions, it immediately began to attach itself, micro-fine tendrils extending, seeking matching tissue. Erika gasped as they pierced into her flesh, stinging and tingling. As she got the far end all the way up into her vaginal canal, the pad secured itself onto her labia and clitoris and sealed itself into her skin, the tendrils penetrating into her lips and clit.
She swayed a bit, the sensations making her dizzy.
Saramina looked alarmed. “Are you okay?” she asked, frowning.
Erika steadied herself, got a funny little smile. “Yes...I think so.” She shook herself a bit. “This feels...really fucking weird.”
Saramina didn't respond. She was too distracted by watching Erika's new 'cock' growing to full tumescence, the glans completely emerging from the foreskin. “Fuck,” she whispered.
Erika looked down at her new...'appendage'. “Fuck,” she whispered slightly louder than Saramina. Then got a wicked grim, looked at Saramina. “You know what to do,” she said with more than a hint of command.
Saramina smiled with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, then leaned forward and took the thing in her mouth.
Erika shuddered, gasped loudly. “Ohshitfuckme!” she exclaimed.
Saramina pulled back abruptly. “Are you okay?”
“Yes! Yes!” Erika said breathlessly. “Keep going,” she said with urgency.
Saramina leaned forward again, once more taking Erika's 'cock' into her mouth.
Erika hissed, “Yesssss...” and put her hand on Saramina's head, pushing her down. Saramina now began to move her mouth and lips on the shaft with more confidence and vigor. Erika moaned and gasped, slowly thrusting her hips back and forth.
Saramina pulled back, took Erika's 'cock' out of her mouth. Erika looked down at her with an expression of both lust and concern. “What's the matter, darling?”
Saramina blushed, smiled shyly. “I've never sucked a cock before,” she said softly.
Erika grinned widely, pulled Saramina to her feet, kissed her deeply, passionately, then said, “Darling, you're a natural cocksucker.”
They both laughed loudly, then Saramina dropped back to her knees and began sucking Erika's 'cock' with enthusiasm. Erika's moans and gasps got very loud and intense. After several minutes of that she pushed Saramina off and down unto the thick Persian rug that covered the floor.
Erika climbed on top of Saramina, kissed her. “You ready, girl?” she rasped.
Saramina was near ecstatic. “Yes, Mistress,” she growled, “Fuck me with your cock!”
They both laughed at that. Erika knew what to do. She'd used strap-ons many times. She pulled Saramina's legs apart, held the shaft of her 'cock', then slowly slide it into her warm deep wetness. She began to shudder a bit as she did so. This feeling was new.
When Erika had fully entered her, they both let out a long deep sigh, unaware they'd been holding their breath.
“Ohhhh, this is sooo nice,” Erika coo'd, holding herself in place.
“Oh, yes,” said Saramina softly. “Much better than a strap-on.
Erika got an evil smile. “This is how men maintained control for so long.” Then she pulled it out a few inches and thrust back in. Saramina gasped with pleasure.
They looked into each others eye, smiled. “Death to Patriarchy,” Erika said. Their smiles widened. “Death to Patriarchy!” Saramina yelled.
Then Erika began to fuck her in earnest, thrusting in and out rigorously. Saramina clutched her tightly, thrusting her hips back against Erika's fucking just as hard, had the first of her many orgasms.
After a few minutes Erika started to have what she knew was an orgasm, but unlike any she'd ever had before in her life. She arched her back, holding her 'cock' deep inside Saramina, her body rigid. Her 'cock' gushed liquid in violent spurts. That lasted nearly a minute. Then she collapsed on Saramina, who hugged her tight.
Then Erika rolled off, lay next to her.
“Wow!” Erika exclaimed. “Yeah,” Saramina said earnestly.
They lay there quietly for a moment. Saramina noticed an the juice running out of her pussy, tasted it. “Yup, defo femme ejack.” She gripped Erika's still mostly erect 'cock'. “This thing is a fucking miracle.” Erika smiled at her, still a bit overwhelmed.
Saramina leaned over and began to suck on Erika's 'cock' once again. Erika signed contentedly. It became fully hard almost immediately. Saramina shifted, swung her leg over Erika and mounted her, quickly sliding her 'cock' inside her pussy. She smiled down at Erika. “My turn now, Mistress.” Erika smiled, made a slight thrusting move with her hips. “Do your worst,” she said with a leer.
They went at it like for another three hours, in several positions, then retired to the office shower. Where they spent another forty minutes or so, Erika fucking Saramina hard up against the shower wall while hot water flowed over their bodies.
After toweling off, they padded naked back into Erika's office. It was still pouring outside.
“Moment of truth,” Erika said, giving her 'cock' a few more rubs with a towel and regarding the egg sharped container on her desk.
She placed her thumb on the designated place and the diaphragm on top fanned open, revealing the pink tissue inside. Carefully, she slipped the head of her 'cock' into the tissue. Immediately, the meat of the 'cock' began to detach itself from her flesh. She gasped a bit as all the micro-fine tendrils began to rapidly withdraw...and then it was separated. She slid the entire thing into the opening, where it was swallowed up completely, the diaphragm cycling shut.
“Goddess fuck,” they whispered simultaneously. They looked at each other, grinned widely. “This fucking changes everything,” said Erika.
Saramina nodded. “Yes, your Grace. Everything.”
Erika picked up her panties, gave Saramina a kiss.
“Back to business, darling.”
They dressed quickly. Erika sat behind her desk, Saramina in her usual chair.
“Take a letter,” Erika said. “CC it to the FHP, too.”
Saramina lifted her WorkPad, adjusted the mic. “Ready.”
“Dear Doctor Kidane, I am most thoroughly impressed with the Mark Six...” She and Saramina grinned at each other. “...and I am strongly recommending to the Council of Elders that The Sisterhood fund full production and distribution of Mark Six's as soon as is practicably possible. Goddess Bless you for the work you have done, Doctor. I firmly believe the Mark Six will bring about a revolutionary change. Yours, etc.” She waved her hand at the last words.
They sat quietly for a moment, the only sound the rain hitting the windows.
“Changes everything, Your Grace,”Saramina said softly.
Erika nodded with a slight smile. “More than we yet realize, I expect.” She chuckled. “Eva is going to be so pissed that I got mine first.”