The hivemind is conquering for me?

Not long after Keyla excused herself from the bar, a blue haired woman arrived into the club and instantly attracted eyes onto herself. Many patrons of Sophia’s were obviously southern hemisphere chaps and chapesses, but the further south you find yourself on the super continent, the more people dress to fit the respective locations.

The blue haired woman’s outfit, though obviously revealing, screamed trouble even without her gang tattoos and was evidently not to be messed with. She was wearing a denim miniskirt with a black whale tail breaching out of its blue waters and a very deep cut white crop top that had written on it. “Apollo’s Dick Only.”

Now that was pretty standard, if a little, sorry very slutty, club attire and would not catch more attention than any other beautiful women, but what made the blue haired woman stand out was the ridiculous amount of spiked attire on her being.

Spiked fishnets that ran along the front and sides of her legs to match her punk style boots. A shoulder belt that had a handful of spikes that wrapped around her body as well as a spiked choker just for that extra edge.

And it that wasn’t enough, the woman was wearing a full metallic pink gauntlet with intricate spiralling designs and elevated brass knuckles on her right hand that were tipped with with sharp bright pink false nails that could easily tear though a persons meat with no problem.

The woman in question, Jinx did not care, nor noticed the wary gazes of the nearby patrons as she had a person of great significance to find. ‘Come on, come on. Where are you? Jinxy needs your cock down her throat yesterday.’ Jinx thought internally, but her energy was clear to see from the nearby patrons. “That crazy chick is horny.”

As Jinx perused the club, her face lit up when she spotted her victim- she meant her boyfriend- lover- whatever the fuck Apollo was to her sitting at the edge of the bar, holding his drink in his hand as she gazed around looking like he was expecting someone.

‘Perfect! He is alone. This is your chance slut, get him away from the others and you can entice him easier.’ Jinx thought as she began to stride over eagerly. To the people around her however, it looked like she was on the warpath and the poor son of a gun at the edge of the bar was about to feel her wrath.

Once Jinx had made her way behind Apollo, she tapped him on the shoulder excitedly, but once she saw his face, she blacked out for a moment…

As I was wondering on Keyla’s whereabouts, I felt a tapping on my shoulder. As I turned around, I recognised a familiar face in front of me. Right in front of me. I had no time to react before I had an extra long, evidently mutated, tongue rammed into my mouth.

I was a bit flabbergasted as I was not expecting a mouth invasion at this particular moment, but I was an experienced man at this point and knew what I was doing and was not on the back fence for long.

Picking Jinx up and placing her on my lap in one motion while still having two tongues in my mouth, I began my fight back until I managed to level the playing field. With the intruder dealt with, I pulled back from the kiss, with a large string of saliva bridging between us, reminding the pair of us what just happened.

Having now separated our faces from one another, Jinx’s eyes opened and a wave of confusion was evident in them as she attempted to get her bearings. Once realising the position she was in and what she had just done, Jinx smiled politely before slowly getting off my lap and proceeded to turn around and squat down, holding the side of her head as her entire body turned red with embarrassment.

‘The fuck did you just do! What if he did not like it you dumb slut!’ Jinx was about to fold in on herself before a gentle voice, sweet like a gentle melody, spoke. “Well Jinx, I suppose that was a better greeting than my arm being broke, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Huh?” Jinx said as she stood up and turned around. Confused by my tone. “I mean, you are clearly a touchy greeter from the few interactions I have had with you so I suppose a kiss is better than a broken arm, wouldn’t you agree?”

Realising that the man in front of her was not rejecting her, Jinx’s confidence shot up by a large factor as she said. “Oh yeah, I am a touchy greeter alright baby, how about next time I just drop on my knees and give you a good suck? I bet money we would both enjoy it.”

I chuckled at her remark before responding. “Oh I bet we would, though I reckon we would get quite a few eyes on us if you did that.” Jinx then looked around the room at the club goers. “Ah fuck ’em, I’ll slice them right open if they utter a peep.” She said as she started flexing her gauntleted hand, catching my intrigue.

“Hey, I like your gauntlet, is there a story behind it?” Jinx flexed her hand again and looked at the back of it before giggling. “Oh this ol’ thing? I call her Pride, ‘cos she rips out people’s pride through their throats when they scoff at her colour. She is just something I have tinkered with over the years. I use her as a cover for my own strength.

People ask questions about my strength or want to get a closer look at the gauntlet. I say ‘sure’ before shoving her through their heads. They get a real good look then hahahaha!”

Her laugh was that of a seasoned killer, I could just tell from the mannerisms behind it. Jinx stopped mid laugh, realising something. She then placed one of the sharp fingernails under my chin as she leaned in and whispered. “Oh don’t worry though baby, you can look as close as you want at my little piece of pride. Though I would prefer if you took a look underneath the rest of my outfit.”

Jinx proceeded to bite her lip before tucking a finger into the top of her crop top, revealing her bare nipples. I had to admit that she had nice b cups, but my attention was brought to her shirt that I had not read the writing of yet.

“Apollo’s dick only?” I read aloud, causing the flipped hyper sexual Jinx to flop back to beet red from embarrassment Jinx. As she took her finger out of the top she explained. “I-Its not what it looks like, I am not some stalker slut who would just go round wearing this before I met you. It was Samantha! I swear! I was hanging out with her and Keyla last night and I got nosy and went through her shit.

She had so many tops like this. ‘Apollo’s cum only’ and ‘Daddy’s little plaything’ and ‘ Daddy’s cum bank’ among many others. I tell you, that girl is mental and she hides it so well, she isn’t like the rest of us, so prim and proper, only wanting you for you.”

I did not know if Jinx was being serious or not as I considered the whole hive to be mental, it was their charm after all. I could see that Jinx was about to continue her rambling, so I placed my finger on her lips to stop her, but quickly brought it back as she attempted to suck on it.

“Look, I don’t mind the outfit, It is a little on the nose, but don’t go blabbing everyone’s secrets. I let the all the members keep their secrets because it makes our relationship fresh and enjoyable as I learn new things about you. So don’t do it again in the future or I might have to punish you ok?” I announced sternly, yet with a tenderness showing I was not mad.

Jinx nodded her head with a seriousness, but inside she was trying to fight of her impulse to ask what kind of punishment she would be getting.

Shortly after I smiled as I checked out the rest of her outfit. “Well Jinx, I have to say that although you do look absolutely stunning, you fell short of your guarantee, I did not in fact ‘Jizz in my pants.’ As you so eloquently put it.

Jinx cocked her head to the side confused before she realised what I meant and burst out laughing. She laughed for a straight minute before she slapped herself as she felt herself going hysterical.

“Sorry about that baby, I totally forgot I said that, I can be such a slut sometimes, but only for you though.” She said as she brushed her gauntlet up my thigh. She then leaned up against my body and realising we were still alone after a short amount of time, asked a question.

“Baby, let me ask you, why are you sitting all by your own in your own club? Shouldn’t one of the many cultists who would literally kill anything for you be accompanying you?”

I smiled charmingly and my response made jackpot noises go off inside of her head.

“Oh I was with Keyla before you turned up, but she started acting weird and excused herself, so you have me all to yourself for now.”