With swift but efficient movements, he began to reassembleVivienne Mabcrough. The parts were placed together or one inserted intoanother, andpresently she was stretched out on the floor in a unit. The fissuresclosed; the cracks disappeared; the cleavages filled out. When her skin was againunbroken, he hit her over the heart with his fist. She gasped for air, breathedfor a while, and then sat up. She was a little unsteady but waved the handof the chauffeur away.
The head of the snake-thing came out of her slit and stared
angrily at him. "Barton," she said, "put him on the bed and undress him." Wordlessly, Barton picked Childe up in his arms and laid him out
on the bed. He proceeded to take off all of Childe's clothes and to hang them upneatly inthe closet. The shoes and socks went under a chair. Childe could see this because he was able by then to turn his head. He could not, however, talk.
"You can go now, Barton," Vivienne said.
The big dark man looked emotionlessly at Childe. Then he said, "Very well, madame," and left.
Childe wondered what his place was in Vivienne's group. If Bartonwas whollyof human origin, then he was one of the vilest collaborators inhistory. Or inunhistory, since history, or any human science or scientificdiscipline, refusedto acknowledge the existence, or the possibility of existence, ofthese beings.
Vivienne stood over him and bent down so that one breast hungabove his mouth a few inches.
She said, "You frustrated me, my beautiful Herald Childe, and Idon't like to be frustrated. You took away my Bill, a stupid ass of a man but agreat cock. So you will substitute for him, even though you are now forbidden."
He wanted to ask her what she meant by "forbidden" but could noteven openhis mouth.
Vivienne kissed him and thrust her tongue into his mouth and felthis tongueand teeth and gums while she played with his cock with one hand. Despitehimself, he responded. His penis felt slightly titillated; it warmedup andswelled a little, if his sense of feel was any indication.
Vivienne moved herself up then and put her nipple in his mouth, but he was unable to suck on it. If he had been able, he would have refused. Shewas the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she was by now far fromthe most desirable. He did not care for murdereresses at all, and he loathedher for that thing coiled in her womb. He hoped it was still there, but he doubtedit. His anus was beginning to contract in dread of its coming.
Even though he did not suck or tongue it, her nipple grew largeand hard in his mouth. She withdrew it and put the other one between his lips, and it grewlarge. Then she began to kiss his nipples and to stroke his cheeks with her fingers. She slowly traced her tongue down his belly, working backand forth and across, drawing geometric designs with its tip.
When she came to his pubic hairs, she ran her tongue along theedge of thehairline and then worked her tongue over the hairs until they werewet. His penis swelled some more. He did not want it to be affected in theleast by her, but the paralyzing effect of the bite made him unable to resist. Heloathed her and he wanted to scream at the thought of the snake-thing. But theloathing andthe horror were numbed, far away. The pleasure of her tongue and lipswas the immediate entity.
When he felt her mouth closing around his testicles, he began tobe flooded with a hot sensation. It arose from under his navel and spreadoutwards but chiefly towards the base of his penis. When it oozed into his penis, it filled it out so that it rose up straight and hard.
After a while, she pushed the testicles out with her tongue andlowered her head over his cock. Her lips went softly and wetly around the head, and her tongue pressed against the slit in its end. He groaned deep withinhimself and could not repress a desire to move his hips upward to drive his prickdeeperinto her mouth. The desire was all that resulted; his hips remainedmotionless.
Vivienne continued to suck on the glands and occasionally to moveher head down so that the shaft went in all the way. The warmth at the base ofhis penisbecame a rod of fire which stretched from the tip of his spine to thetip of hiscock. The heavy gray fluid was moving slowly, rubbing against excitednerves, towards the entrance to his shaft.
Suddenly, Vivienne got up and turned around, presenting thatlovely back andthe egg-shaped buttocks. She squatted over him and reached down andtenderlytook the head between her fingers. This she guided into her anus asshe lowered herself down on it. The head stuck in the tight mouth for a minuteand then abruptly slid in. It moved against a warm slick surface until theflesh of her ass was against his pubic hairs.
She lowered and raised herself slowly several times, causing himto feel ecstatic. It would not take much of this to make him come. And he did not like buggering. Though he had done it several times to women who liked it, he had a distaste for it. Now his repulsion was on the edge of his mind. Itbulked largeenough for him to be aware of it, but it did not bother him.
She stopped on an upward movement, leaving his cock half in.
Knowing what was about to happen, he mentally gritted his teeth. The horror did not draw any blood from his engorged penis, however.
Suddenly, something slipped down over his testicles. It slid overthe sac and under, and something--the thing's bearded little head, ofcourse--touched his anus. Then it entered and was pushing into his anus and then uphis rectum. It felt hard and solid and unpleasant, as when a doctor stuck afinger up himfor a prostate examination. But this disagreeable sensation did notlast long. Something, perhaps its bite or the substance released by its bite, turned unpleasantness into a warm and relaxing feeling.
A few seconds later, Vivienne began to move up and down on hiscock, and hecould feel the body of the snake-thing sliding back and forth in him. Its motion seemed to be independent of hers; it was moving much faster then hermotions could account for.
The warmth and relaxation within his rectum and his bowels gaveway to analmost hot feeling and a tension. The tension was, however, near- ecstatic. His insides felt as ready for orgasm as his penis. Both exquisitenessesacted as sine waves out of phase with each other. But as Vivienne increasedher slidingsup and down his pole, and as the snake-thing continued at the samerapid pace, the waves slowly came into phase.
There was a moment of glory: a flashing red light across hiseyes, a spurtof metal rubbing against his pleasure nerves, a breaking through of ared-hot drill in the center of his brain, and he exploded. It was as if hehad been turned inside out as he passed through some fifth-dimensionalcontinuum. He was a glove of flesh removed from a hand, inverted, and exposed toradiations that would never have reached him otherwise, intensely delightfulradiations.
Vivienne sat on him for a while but rotated on his cock so that she could face him. The action pulled the snake-thing along, but it, apparently, wasthrough. It slid out of his anus and then was facing him. Its shaftand head were smeared and it was still expelling a musky gray fluid from itsmouth. When the flow had ceased, its forked tongue flickered out and began toclean its face. Within a few minutes, its face and beard looked as if it hadshowered.
Though it did not look as vicious as before, it still lookeddangerous.
Childe was glad to see it withdraw, although he wished that ithad not first moved up her body and kissed her on the lower lip with its thinmouth.
Vivienne scooted up when the thing disappeared into her cunt, andhis penisslipped out of her anus. She kissed him and said, "I love you."