The only one missing, he suddenly noticed, was Plugger. He hadshown up early in the line and given Childe a slight shock when he closedChilde's hand around his warty cock. Childe had felt an increase in the ecstasybuilding up inhim but that was all. He had the feeling that Plugger waswithholding, that hehad, somehow, turned down his bioclectricity to a minimum. And thenPlugger, after briefly fucking his partner but leaving her passed out, haddisappeared.
Childe considered this for a second. He had an image of Pluggerwalking downthe hall towards Sybil's room. Was the bastard going to her? And thenhe forgotabout him when the next woman ran her tongue over the head of hispenis.
Although the line had been sedate enough, considering the actionsof the couples, the people became wild once they had left him. They talkedloudly, swore, smacked loudly when kissing or sucking each other off, andfilled the room with the slap-slap of wet cocks driving against wet cunts orinto wet assholes. They groaned and moaned or screamed with the ecstasy oforgasmoncoming or occurring. And the air was heavy and musky with the odorsof sweating bodies, lubricating fluid, and sperm.
The fantastically beautiful Vivienne, although denied touchinghim, wastaking advantage of her liberty with her fellows. She was standingbent over, sucking on a big black's cock while Pao thrust his dick into her anusand the snake-thing looped under Pao's balls and slid back and forth into hisanus. Theyall seemed to come at once, judging from their writhings andshakings. Theblack's cock dwindled to a half-erection and came out of the mouth of Vivienne, who swallowed the jism. Pao's dick withdrew and was at half-mast, dripping. Thesnake-thing left Pao's ass reluctantly with its mouth still vomitingspermaticfluid and coiling and uncoiling in the final spasms of orgasm.
At that moment, the last woman in line quit tickling his glandswith her tongue. Pao, his cock beginning to rise again but still expelling thegrayfluid, walked across the room to him. Childe looked at him with amute appeal. He was close to coming, and his peter was throbbing in the air. Inone corner of his mind, he noted the goblet had begun to pulse. The whitenessflared and dimmed, flared and dimmed.
Just before Pao reached him, he made the connection with fullawareness. The goblet was emitting pulses of light in phase with the throbbings ofhis dong.
Pao took Childe's hand and lifted it. His dick rose so high italmost touch his navel. Childe's own organ seemed to lurch, and its head touched his belly. The throbbings increased, the warm gray tide in his testicles and ducts rose more swiftly, and the glory in him threatened to shoot out.
"Come on!" he said fiercely to Pao. Pao waved his hand, and Childe understood that he was to take hispick.
Childe looked quickly around. He had a superb choice, becausethere were very few women in the room who were not extraordinarily beautiful.
Childe said, "Vivienne!"
Pao was startled and opened his mouth, apparently intending toprotest. Buthe closed it and crooked a finger at Vivienne.
Vivienne was startled, too. She pointed a finger at herself andmouthed, "Me?"
Pao nodded and gestured for her to come a-running. She did sowith the snake thing flopping between her legs, banging into her knees andprotesting againstthe treatment. When Vivienne got to Childe, she dropped on her kneesand said, "Forgive me, my Captain."
Then she started to suck on the end of his cock. The ecstasy camein slow waves, and from the inside of his navel to his knees he became ice.
He managed to gasp at Pao, "Jerk that thing out!" "What?" Pao
said. "Pull that thing out of her cunt! Quick!" Pao got down behind Childe and reached through his legs and
grabbed thesnake-thing, which was trying to wrap itself around Childe's thigh. Apparentlyit intended to climb up and into Childe's asshole, although it wasdoubtful that it was long enough to reach its goal. But Pao grabbed it behind itshead and gave a savage yank.
Vivienne fell apart.
Childe stood with her head between his hands and his penis in hermouth. The eyes stared up at him with a violet fire, and the lips and tonguekept onsucking and thrusting. The other parts of her body, having gottenonto their legs, began to scuttle around the room. The big black who had beensucked off byVivienne picked up the many-legged cunt and stuck it on the end ofhis cock and began sliding it back and forth. The cunt's legs kicked as if it werehaving anorgasm.
The goblet's pulses came faster and faster. Childe held the headby the earsand rammed his prick faster and faster between the lips. Its headdrove down her throat, backed out until it almost left those beautiful lips, andthen rammed in until the hairs around his cock were crushed against her lips.
Faster and faster. Brighter and brighter. Pulse and ecstasy.
The ice turned to fire. He spurted with a scream and a writhingthat was so violent he almost dropped the head. His pubis was against her nose and his dongwas far down her throat. He came and came, and the goblet glowed asif it were in the heart of the sun.
Pao got down underneath the head and swallowed the jism that felldown her throat and out the open neck.
The others scrambled to catch the drops that Pao had missed. Theyrolled him away, and stuck their heads under Vivienne's, and then they werepushed away. Those who could not get any directly ran their fingers over the lipsor down the mouths of those who had been lucky and got the stuff second-hand. Some tasted it and then rubbed the residue over their cunts or pricks.
Childe quit shaking and spurting. The goblet's light wanedswiftly, and soonit had only a faint glow.
He pulled Vivienne's head off his peter and threw it to Pao, saying, "Nowyou can put her together again. I had my revenge."
He sat down and stared dully at the goblet. He felt very tired.
The people crowded around and spoke in awed tones. At first, hedid not understand what they were talking about. When he heard a woman say; "It did grow, just a little, but it grew?" he saw what they were marvelingat.
The incomplete side of the cup of the goblet had grown more ofthe metal.
"You are indeed the Captain and The Childe," Pao said, holdingChilde's limpcock in his hand. "But you are no longer a child."
Childe understood what he was saying, although he did not knowthe details. During that last explosion of orgasm, he had seen many things on thescreen of his mind. Somehow, this experience had tapped a racial memory. No, not racial. That was not the correct term. A genetic memory was closer to anexact definition.
CHAPTER 37
Forry Ackerman jumped when the poundings, came on his door. Heopened thedoor without checking on the identity of the visitor, a lack ofprecautionindicating his upset condition.
A tall good-looking man with yellow hair and dark blue eyes stoodthere. Two other men were with him.
He said, "I'm Hindarf. This is Bellow and this is Grunder. We'refriends, old friends, of Alys Merrie. We'd like to come in."
"No smoking," Forry said and then remembered that Alys waspuffing on onecigarette after another.
He let them in and closed the door. Two sat down without asking his permission; Hindarf stood in the middle of the room as if he intendedto dominate it. And he did.
"I'm here to carry out the rest of our plan," he said. "What plan?" Forry said. He looked around the room. It had always seemed the center of the
universe, this room. It contained illustrations from all over the cosmos by menwho had never left planet Earth in the flesh. Memos from Mars. To others, itappearedweird, but to him it was home.