Swarm - While The Cats Away

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STANDARD WARNING

This story is of an erotic nature.

I wouldn't dream of telling you what you can or can't read but if the law, in your part of the world, says you must not read this sort of fiction then please go read something that they'll let you.

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While The Cats Away

A Story in The Swarm Cycle Universe

by Duke of Ramus & Mulligan

A Piece of my Imagination

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The Swarm Cycle

The Swarm Cycle is a collection of stories manufactured around a concept introduced by the Thinking Horndog positing an alien invasion and Earth's reaction. The intent is for this to be a multi-author universe similar to the wildly popular Naked In School stories. If you're a budding author of erotica or sci-fi and see something here that strikes your fancy, pop over to the Author's Page for more info on what's going on here and how to submit a story for this collection. The rest of you are probably here to read, so...

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Disclaimer

This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author�s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental

� 2007 Duke of Ramus.

All rights reserved.

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Credits

A Note

I've added Mulligan as a co-author on this story as he did so much work on it and convinced me that it was worth publishing. The mistakes that remain are, as always, all mine.

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Gunnery Sergeant William Thentis finally relaxed as the ship's AI made the traditional announcement that told him another mission was over.

"All systems are secured for orbit -- All Marines prepare to disembark -- Welcome to Prik."

As he was travelling alone this time he didn't need to wait for a whole unit to form up. His rank -- along with his position in the Confed Space Marines elite Force Recon -- allowed him to slip past the lowly grunts, who were being chivvied into position by a herd of First Sergeants. He was able to grab an early slot in the lineup for transportation down to the surface. He really was looking forward to getting home and relaxing for the first time in nearly three months, a three months that had been stressful to say the least.

A half an hour stroll under the warm heat of Prikat, the local sun, and he was slipping into his expanded pod home and -- after dumping his carry sack on a convenient side table -- he announced his presence by yelling, "I'm home!"

There was a patter of feet and the three women and the lone male who made up his household appeared before him. William hadn't gone for much in the way of augmentation for his concubines when he'd gone through the extraction process, happy to live with what nature had provided. So Amanda, Becky and Carmen still looked like the All American soccer moms they had been and, apart from being healthier than they had been since they were in college, they were remarkably unchanged by the turmoil of the last three years.

Zak, the former star quarterback of the college team had also avoided any significant changes. Looking back at events later William realized that that was probably what started the problems that now blew up.

As the star of the football team Zak had an inflated sense of self and when his CAP score had comeback at six point two he'd ranted for three days before dropping into a sulk that lasted for the best part of a month. Physically he was up there with the best and intelligence wise he wasn't far short of the mark but -- as his petulance had shown -- he didn't cut it when it came to attitude. None of this had been apparent when William had picked the young stud to keep his harem happy while he was away on duty. It was a task that Zak had seemed happy to perform diligently ever since they'd set up home together.

The three women clustered together, rather than rushing to William as they had in the past and waited as Zak -- practically strutting -- moved between them and their sponsor. The young man was the first to break what was becoming a strained silence.

"So you're back again are you? Well I've been forced to make a few changes while you were away," Zak stated boldly.

"You have?" queried William, quietly looking around and taking in the situation.

"Definitely," said Zak, "you see, I've taken over this household and from now on these," he indicated the cowering women with a sweep of his arm, "are mine."

"I see," said William, "and where, may I ask, does that leave me?"

"You will be allowed to stay as a guest in my home and, if you don't cause any trouble, I'll allow you to use any of the women for your," Zak paused, "entertainment," he concluded with a smirk.

"Why would I go along with this arrangement?" asked William, controlling his anger and waiting to see were this was going.

"Because you don't have any choice, Billy boy," pontificated Zak, "it's a done deal." He stepped over to the women and continued, "While you've been away I've made each of these gentle creatures mine and there is nothing you can do that will change that."

"So what did you do to them?" William asked.

Gloating, Zak started, "It was easy really -- you see -- each of them had a little kink that you failed to fulfil and when I did so instead, they became putty in my hands." Zak indicated the brunette, "Take Amanda here, she was easy to bring round when you realize that..."

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Amanda was a bubbly brunette who'd been happy to escape a loveless marriage when William had picked her up during the extraction from McDonald's in the mall. That William had allowed her to bring her thirteen-year-old son with her had been an advantage that turned out to be short lived. As soon as Tommy had turned fourteen he'd been CAP tested and with a score of six point six he'd volunteered immediately for service. Amanda had been shocked when he'd gone off and picked two older women from the Civil Service barracks to be his concubines, but having had a chance to meet the women in question she was now happier than she had been in a long time.

When William went away again she knew that Zak would take care of her noticeably increased sexual needs in a way that William had never done. She'd always had a fetish for being restrained and William, as considerate as he was, had never taken her down that route. Zak however had cottoned on to her little kink very quickly and had taken advantage of her every chance he had. As much as she felt humiliated by her actions the thought of what was coming had her hot in a way that she hadn't been since long before her marriage back on Earth.

William was barely out of the door before Zak made the move that Amanda knew was coming. He stepped behind her and placed his hands on her upper arms, holding her in place firmly before running his hands down to her wrists and squeezing hard enough to cause a jolt of pain.

"Bedroom, now," was all he hissed into her ear and Amanda was off, blushing furiously as she weaved past the other two girls who smiled knowingly.

When Zak came through the doorway Amanda was stood in the middle of the room waiting for him.

"Well, strip then," he demanded of her.

Amanda was ripping her clothes off with no thought of the damage she might be doing to them. When she stood up from removing her knickers she found Zak stroking several pieces of silky rope and giving her an evil grin. She shivered when he pointed at the bed, "Get on there you little slut and reach up."

With her knees barely able to hold her she staggered onto the bed and threw herself on it lengthways, her arms reaching for the corners of the headboard to help Zak with her own immobilization. Zak moved over to the bed and moved her arm more to his liking and then looped the soft rope around her wrist, giving a slight tug after tying it to the headboard to ensure that it was secure, before moving on to another limb. Each time Zak jerked one of the ropes Amanda felt her pussy spasm and by the time all four limbs were secured she felt like she had a stream running between her open legs.

"You know that by the time Little Billy comes back you're going to be mine don't you," Zak whispered in her ear. Amanda tried to struggle but as she opened her mouth to complain Zak dropped a soft rubber ball in and looped a soft cloth around her head, effectively gagging her.

Amanda fought her bonds but it did no good, Zak had her exactly where he wanted her and nothing she could do was going to change that. Zak just looked on as she struggled and stroked her breasts, teasing her nipples as he did so. Once he even gave her a gentle slap on the pussy which half scared her and half-elated her like nothing had ever done before. Her mind was racing with the possible consequences of Zak's actions, but her body wouldn't let her think, it was that horny.

Zak left Amanda tied to the bed for what seemed like hours, appearing every now and again and teasing the naked woman, sometimes gently and more often than not introducing a little pain. When he started stroking her with a cane Amanda became frantic, but a light tap on her exposed nipples put paid to any thought of rebellion.

It took a few hours of torment but in the end her mind gave up the fight and when it did her body surrendered to Zak's actions and the whole pod heard her scream, even with the gag, as a tremendous orgasm flushed through her. The second cum took no time at all and from that moment Amanda was done for. Zak and his little cane played her like an instrument, leaving her -- just before dawn -- begging to be Zak's slave.

Between kisses on her still bound body Amanda heard Zak whisper, "One..."

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"What about Becky?" asked William as he glanced over at the cowering woman.

"Becky, she's such a wimp," began Zak.

Becky was the timid woman in the trio. Back on Earth she'd been the stereotypical librarian, the daughter of a preacher father and a teacher mother she'd never been an outgoing sort of person and her time in college, studying to be a librarian had merely reinforced the impression. Only a sense of impending desperation -- not based on fact but a creeping feeling that the lizards were close -- had caused her to stand at the end of the line of those looking to be picked up by any of the volunteers during the extraction.

She was convinced in her own mind that only Hobsons choice had forced William to pick her instead of some other, younger and sexier, woman. That she gave off an air of calmness and control -- even under the stress of the goings on during the extraction -- was a factor that she never considered when thinking about Williams motivation for selecting her.

Since extraction she'd practically taken over the running of the Thentis household and the other women deferred to her when it came to matters around the pod. William seemed happy with the way that the household ran and Becky was happy with her position in it. The only low point was Zak -- who took great pleasure in teasing Becky -- and when William was away that teasing took on a nasty flavour that the other women did their best to ignore, figuring that if Becky wasn't happy she'd speak to William.

The morning after William had left on his latest mission Becky was making breakfast when Zak wandered into the kitchen area alone. Knowing that he'd spent the night with Amanda she asked him, "Does Mandy want some breakfast?" Becky concentrated on what she was doing, avoiding looking at the fit young man in case she blushed after all the noises she'd heard the night before coming from Amanda's bedroom.

"No, she's a little tied up at the moment," replied Zak, his tone causing Becky to glance up and catch him grinning at some private little joke. Becky felt herself blush as her vivid imagination painted a picture of Amanda tied to the bed and Zak using the helpless woman's body.

"Oh," she gasped, giving her thoughts away to the arrogant young man.

Zak, still smiling continued, "but you can make me some," he paused for a moment before finishing, "and bring it through to me, I'll be with Amanda in her room when it's ready." He didn't give Becky a chance to defer, leaving the kitchen quickly.

Becky -- as she usually did in these situations -- fumed but knew that there was nothing she would do about it. She grabbed a tray and made up a breakfast of toast, fruit juice and cereal, just the sort of things that Zak liked and hoped it would keep him from picking on her today.

Entering the bedroom Becky nearly dropped the tray she was carrying, Amanda really was tied to the bed, just like she had been in her imaginary picture, but she was gagged and Zak was standing there with a cane in his hand, waiting.

"Ahh, Becky," Zak said, "be a good girl now and put the tray down on the side," indicating the sideboard.

Becky complied, never taking her eyes from the bed, the cane and Zak.

"Now you're not going to do anything silly are you?" Zak asked, gently waving the cane around as he spoke. Becky was having difficulty processing what she was seeing and hearing -- and Zak didn't give her time to recover.

Whack!

The cane dropped forcefully across the naked woman's stomach, leaving a blood red line on the delicate pale flesh -- Amanda shot up off the bed -- her eyes bulging above the gag she was wearing, any sound she made muted by the gag forced in her mouth. Becky flinched but remained silent -- to stunned to speak.

"Because if you do do something silly I'll be forced to punish poor Amanda here, and you wouldn't want that on your conscience now would you petal," said Zak, his voice unnaturally calm as he threatened the two women in different ways.

"No," gasped Becky, shocked as she watched Amanda -- clearly still in pain -- drop back to the bed.

"I'm so glad you understand, Becky" said Zak, "now carry on with your business and leave me to play with Amanda here." Zak turned away from Becky and began running the wicked cane across Amanda's naked breasts.

Becky, wringing her hands, shot out of the bedroom as fast as she could, hoping that someone would sort out the mess before it got too out of hand. As she departed she never heard Zak whisper, "Two..."

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"Interesting," nodded William, "and Carmen?"

"I really should make her tell you her story but she'd only try to cover up the details..."

Carmen knew she was a dumb slut, she always had been and the way things were now she had no reason for trying to change. Her daughters, both of whom had been too old to extract, had had different fathers, neither of whom had been her husband, a fact that -- fortunately -- hadn't been obvious from their looks. Her husband had picked her for her looks and had accepted her nature as part of the deal, that she wasn't the brightest spark in the world hadn't had any impact on that decision.

Carmen felt she needed a lot of sex -- both before and even more so after her pickup -- and while William was more than happy to perform his share of the dirty deed he also insisted that each woman got a turn with him which often left her wanting but fortunately William wasn't the only man in the pod.

Young Zak was pretty good in the sack -- nothing spectacular -- but at his age he could go all night with just a minimum of rest, a feat that Carmen was more than happy to accommodate. That he seemed willing to give her more than an equal share of his time -- compared with the other women -- was something else that Carmen was happy to go along with as often as the young man was prepared to offer his services. Services that -- after listening to the noises coming from Mandy's bedroom -- she was becoming desperate for, a state that she was sure Zak was aware of.

Zak knew Carmen was a borderline nymphomaniac and that was what he was going to use against her -- with the help of a thoroughly cowed Amanda and a couple of other lads he knew who were allowed to run free by their sponsors.

Zak casually entered Carmens room and sat on the edge of her bed and watched as her eyes flickered open. "Morning beautiful, are you in the mood for a cuddle or two?" smiling as he asked.

Carmen just reached up, exposing her naked breasts as she did so and smiling herself when Zak looked right at them.

Sex between them started slow and grew in intensity until Zak was above the willing woman, her legs draped over his shoulders and his hips attempting to drive his prick into her throat from the bottom. The noises Carmen produced encouraged Zak to even greater efforts and his telling grunt -- as he emptied his straining balls into her -- was matched by another high pitched scream as she came for the third time.

Lying on top of her Zak opened his eye and grinned, "Fancy another go?" he asked.

"Anytime you want," responded the willing slut.

Her response was music to Zaks ears and anytime became now as he rose to new heights in performance. When he finished thirty minutes later he was trying to drive Carmen into the mattress from behind, each stroke being accompanied by a grunt from both participants and his release triggered her whining response. A response that left them both flat on the bed and out of it.

An hour later Zak managed to wake Carmen orally, his tongue drilling into a wet mess he'd left behind earlier. Carmen was panting before she was fully awake, a mixture of juices making her inner thighs glisten and her mind adrift with pleasure. Zak mounted her for a third time and went for distance rather than speed, relaxing when he felt himself getting near the edge. Carmen finally forced him onto his back and rode him like a bronco, determined to finish herself one last time.

At least she thought it was one last time but Zak had other ideas. He summoned Amanda to Carmens bedroom and introduced the two women to lesbian sex, Amanda giving and Carmen -- after a short spell of histrionics -- receiving and enjoying the attention.

"You know William, you really should have paid more attention to Carmen's needs," said Zak, "she's a truly sensuous woman when she's aroused."

Zak continued his tale, telling how Carmen was used for three days in a similar manner before he'd introduced her to his two friends -- Alan and Peter -- another couple of underused concubines. Carmen had just loved that, being used from both ends at the same time and when she'd been gently introduce to anal sex her mind had surrendered to rapture.

The second week started with a triplefest for Carmen, a boy in all three of her holes. Her body craved the attention as her mind gave up all pretence of controlling things. Zak was in complete control of her and she knew it.

When he then cut her off completely she did everything but beg. Zak explained carefully that she would have to beg -- and beg publicly -- before he would relent.

Carmen found herself on her knees -- crawling across the kitchen floor -- as Amanda and Becky looked on, begging the young man to fuck her, she'd do anything he wanted.

Becky and Amanda heard the young man, "three..."

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Zak was really pleased with himself -- he'd had three months to break the women to his will and he was really pleased with their willingness to do as he asked. The only possible blot on the landscape was the return of William Thentis and his reaction to the changing circumstances in his home. William had never been hard to please before and Zak convinced himself that as long as the big Marine was getting his sex on a regular basis he'd go along with the changes that had been instigated in his absence.

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William looked across the hallway at his three women and noted that they had their heads hung low -- and considered his options -- not that there was really that much to consider. In his opinion -- which in their new society was the only one that really counted -- Zak was either dead or handed over to the Civil Service for disposal. Nodding, as though agreeing with Zak's assessment of the situation he reached over for his carry sack and pulled out his webbing belt, something the concubines had seen him do hundreds of times before, and strapped it around his waist and settled it comfortably. He slung the carry sack over his shoulder and turned back to Zak.

"I suppose we'd better go and get the changes registered," William said calmly, looking at the younger man.

Zak bubbled, "Certainly Billy, do we need to bring the women?" he asked.

"No. I don't think so," William replied, "after all, this is mans work isn't it?" he smiled at the former quarterback.

"That it is, old man, that it is," said the excited youngster, carelessly heaping insult on top of insults.

William indicated that Zak should lead the way and Zak, suspecting nothing, left the pod for the last time. William followed Zak out of the pod -- shaking his head in disbelief at how gullible the boy was -- and ensured that the door was secured behind him.

"I'm surprised you're taking this so calmly," Zak stated as they moved down the path, the first indication that he was a little bit suspicious at how easy things had been.

"What's to get excited about," commented William calmly, "they're just concubines, only property, nothing really important." Zak failed to pick up on the fact that he -- as a concubine -- was included in that statement.

"But doesn't it lower your status somewhat?" Zak asked looking for a clue as to how the Marine was thinking.

"How?" asked William, "I'm never here and you've already said I get to fuck them whenever I want to so what have I lost, you're the one who's taking on the headache of providing for them, not me."

Zak was quiet for a few minutes as they headed across the park for the central administration building. As they entered it Zak turned to William and asked, "You mean that? They mean that little to you that you'll just walk away from them?"

William looked around and spotted the Civil Service desk and stepped towards it, effectively pulling Zak along with him. "No, not them," he said turning to face Zak and allowing his true feelings to show for the first time, "You!"

William - ignoring the spluttering coming from his concubine -- glanced over at the Decurion manning the Civil Service desk and spoke formally, "Sir, I'm Gunnery Sergeant William Thentis and I wish to renounce all claims on the concubine Zak Thelman, please feel free to dispose of him as you see fit."

Zak was stunned for a moment and then lunged for his former sponsor with his hands held high. As his fingers reached the Marines neck Zak's eyes bulged and his mouth started flapping like a goldfish, he dropped his eyes to his stomach and the combat knife buried to the hilt in it.

Zak slumped to the floor, pulling himself off the blade of the knife still firmly gripped in William's hand and watched his blood pumping out of his body. His hands clutched at the gaping wound the serrated blade had opened in his toned abdomen but could do nothing to stop his life ebbing away.

The Decurion stood and looked over his desk, "I take it you don't wish anything done for him, Gunny?" he asked.

"He's not my property anymore, Sir," replied the big Marine.

The Decurion sounded understanding when he replied, "No, I don't suppose he is, is he..."

Which was the last thing Zak heard before everything went cold and dark.

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