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 "The pathe of Sappo?" Shebeth seemed to be asking in wonder.  "The other
suq-Que-bi would tear me limb from limb if they found out.  Between us we
could keep this isle safe, if we were not found out."

   "I would still need some men to be thralls-no, it wouldn't be like that,
but other suq-Que-bi would know if I did not have thralls.  I can ask for
volunteers, and I will take good care of them." The way Shebeth touched her
body as she said this left little doubt in Molly's mind that the men would
enjoy it.  "Is that acceptable?"

   Molly thought, it was effectively her deal, she didn't know what Shebeth
was saying about protecting the island, or the others, but she didn't want
to fight the woman in front of her.  She wanted to love her...She knew she
wasn't a lesbian, and she knew that no magic was piercing her wards, she
just wanted the sensual touch of the Succubus.

   "Yes, as long as they are volunteers, and as long as you tell me about
the other Succubi."

   Suddenly the two guys on the porch started, shaking their heads as
though leaving a daze.  "It is done, no man is under my power now.  I have
also freed the women, but I do not know if they will get over the pleasures
I have given them."

   This infuriated Molly, "What did you do to them?" She shouted.

   Taken aback, Shebeth held up her hands, "I had 30 young men to satisfy,
and there is only one way for me to have children.  They have had more sex
in the last day than many women have in a month.  Men's pleasure is
limited, they become spent.  The women can keep going..."

   Shebeth looked down, and dropped her arms.  "That much pleasure, once
the women awaken to it, they may want it, need it, to continue.  Also, they
each carry a suq-Que-bi inside them, which will spur further lust."

   "You said earlier you got them pregnant..." Molly was shocked.

   "My species is trisexual.  It takes a human male and a human female for
us to have offspring.  Fortunately, much of the knowledge of the suq-Que-bi
mother is passed to the offspring telepathically once they are born, and
they grow quickly.  It will not be the problem for the girls you think it
is."

   Molly frowned, but she realized she couldn't change the past.  "OK,
well, lets go inside and talk."

   Shebeth gestured that Molly could enter first.  The two boys on the
porch were napping in place.  As Molly went through the door, she faintly
heard Shebeth whisper "We will do more than just talk."

   Guys were sleeping all around the house, exhausted by serving Shebeth.
Molly wondered into the kitchen, and found it almost empty.  Sabrina was
sitting there, and Molly could see from her eyes that the girl was free,
but there was a hunger there.  Her belly was round, and Molly was
surprised, she looked like she was 6 months pregnant.  Shebeth saw the
look, and laughed kindly.  "I told you we mature quickly, and a suq-Que-bi
baby is magical, it will not hurt her to bring my daughter into the world.
She will come tomorrow, and be my size within a month or so.

   Sabrina lifted her skirt, "Please?" She begged.  Her skin was red from
arousal and stimulation already.

   "Oh, all right," Shebeth said, and knelt before the girl.  Molly saw
Shebeth's forked tongue flicker accross Sabrina's clit, as the suq-Que-bi
expertly stroked the girl's skin.  Sabrina's eyes literally rolled back in
her head, and she slumped to the floor with her orgasm.  It was such an
erotic sight, Molly's body was responding against her will.  As Shebeth
looked up, Molly had to will the hand off her breast, as she hastily pulled
the other hand out of her skirt where it had uncounsously been touching her
panties.

   Shebeth stayed on her knees, but shifted, moving the two feet to kneel
in front of Molly with three "steps," of her knees.  Her hands moved under
Molly's skirt, pulling panties down the girl's legs.  Molly kicked them
away, and felt Shebeth's breath on her.  The cool air plowed through the
last of her resistance, and when the mouth clamped onto her, all Molly did
was tenderly stroke the hair of the suq-Que-bi between her legs.

   Some unknowable time later, she found herself lying on the linolium. 
Shebeth had undone the ties on her dress, and was kissing Molly on the
lips. Then she started to crawl along Molly's body, kissing her neck, then
her breasts.  As Shebeth kissed Molly's breasts, her own boobs neared
Molly's mouth.  Molly tasted the orbs, and it was soothing, natural.  Then
Shebeth was moving again, kissing a line down Molly's belly.  Soon Shebeth
was again tonguing Molly's sex, but now Molly was looking at a almost
hairless vagina herself.  As the suq-Que-bi lowered her body, Molly's
tongue flicked out, curious.  There wasn't much of a taste, but what she
did taste was sweet, like apples, or pears.  The feelings Shebeth was
giving her demanded a response, and Molly did her inexperienced best,
sucking and licking, trying to mimic what Shebeth was doing to drive her
mad with lust.

   Then something else happened, she could feel what her mouth was doing to
her lover, and could taste her own actions.  "The bond of love," Shebeth
said in her mind.  "We are truly joined, I will feel what you feel, you
will feel me.  It is the ultimate ecstasy."

   Some time of explosive orgasms later, Molly realized that her lover had
risen.  "You were right, we do need to talk.  Once the boys wake up, I will
ask for five volunteers to be thralls.  They will guard the ferry with one
of my daughters.  Will you be jealous if I offer my charms to other males
to keep this island happy?"

   Molly thought of the pleasure she had just had, then remembered Eric. 
She realized she could love more than one person, so Shebeth could too. 
"No, would you be jealous if I had Eric?"

   Shebeth smiled, a look of pure love on her face, "If it gives you
pleasure, it pleasures me as well.  Perhaps he will give you a son, since I
can only have daughters." With that a frown of worry came to her face. 
Before either woman could block it, the information flowed.

   "Sabrina's daughter is Eric's" Molly repeated in surprise.

   "Yes, she will have essence from me, Eric, and Sabrina.  I had hoped you
would find her pleasing if you did not like me..."

   "I'm not worried about it, but you need to tell Eric.  No, WE need to
tell Eric.  Get some clothes on..."

   Watching each other dress was new enough that the two ended up helping
each other undress, this time they made it upstairs to the comfort of a
bed. By the time they finished, they decided to wait for afternoon, and
help the boys back to their homes.  "How will we explain Sabrina and Judy
to their parents?" Molly worried.

   "Leave that to me," Shebeth smiled.  It was not a nice smile; Molly
thought that if any parent tried to abuse their daughter over their sudden
pregnancy that the parent wouldn't like the result.

   There were some growing pains in the community, but the invasion was
happening all over the world, and the people of Friday Harbor liked the new
arrangement a lot better than war.  Eric was not one of the volunteers to
be a drone of Shebeth, but he lived with her and Molly anyway.  I'd love to
say they lived happily ever after, but war is hell.  Perhaps someday I will
write of the future of the island.  Still, they had peaceful and idyllic
years, and Molly had a daughter from Shebeth and a son from Eric...