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Part 18
Ken woke with the alarm, of course. Jane did not. Of course. Quietly,
he unclipped Ally and woke her. She groaned softly and flexed her shoulders,
not moving very much because it was crowded in the bed - not that anyone was
complaining. Certainly not Ken who was greeted by the sight of two naked women.
Their scent filled the room, exciting him.
"Why don't you wake her up, Ally?"
The girl rubbed the sleep from her eyes and nodded. Jane was on her
side, facing away from them and Ally turned and slowly started to stroke Jane's
back, running her hands down to her ass, then over her hips. Jane sighed and
woke in short order and turned to lie on her back.
"Continue," Ken instructed Ally. "Jane didn't get to cum last night,
you know. I bet she'd like a nice orgasm to start her day."
Still silent, Ally began stroking Jane's breasts, pulling slightly on
the nipple bars and tweaking the nubs to hardness. She lowered her head and
began to kiss Jane's belly, dipping her tongue into her belly button. She moved
further south when Jane opened her legs in invitation, running her tongue over
the plump mound that was beginning to show signs of stubble, over the smooth
thighs and down over her knees.
Jane was enjoying the attentions, but only that. Even just waking up,
her body was geared to accept pleasure in the form of rough usage, rather than
gentle teasing. Ken knew that and could feel that for her to cum, Jane needed
somewhat harsher treatment.
"Ally," he said as the girl was making her way up to Jane's pussy,
"remember who you're playing with. Jane likes things to be a little more ...
direct."
Ally looked at him, then put her head down and blushed. "I'm sorry."
Jane quickly sat up and took the girl's face in her hands. "Lover you
don't need to be sorry. There's no shame in being told what someone likes. And
you should never be afraid to tell someone your own desires - provided you trust
them enough."
Ken moved forward and stroked Ally's back as she knelt between Jane's
legs. "Ally dear, when Jane told you you'd be trained as a slave, didn't you
expect to be told what to do?"
She nodded.
"And, last night, didn't you ask to be tied up before we slept?"
She nodded again. "Then there's no reason to be embarrassed or upset.
You know what Jane likes, and I'd like you to make her cum."
Ally smiled and reached out, her fingers hooking behind each nipple bar.
She pulled as Jane slowly leaned back to lie down, and was rewarded with a soft
moan. "Umm, that's nice."
The girl was a quick learner, and remembered everything they'd done last
weekend. She pushed several fingers into Jane's lubricating pussy. Two fingers
would have been comfortable for Jane, so Ally used three, while widely spreading
Jane's lower lips with her other hand. She sucked and licked the large clit to
hardness, the pulled it into her mouth. Jane jerked, giving several "oh's",
which indicated to Ken that Ally was using her teeth on the organ.
She was able to sense when Jane was close to cuming and backed off,
which frustrated and aroused the woman more. While she roughly jerked her clit
between two fingers Ally smiled at her.
"Does Mistress want to cum?"
Hmm, Ken thought, she was taking to this very well.
"Uh," Jane's body jerked as her clit was roughly stimulated, "Ye...es.
Please."
Ally smiled, pulled her fingers from inside Jane and grabbed a nipple.
She twisted it and said, "If you want to cum, you have to do something for me."
She changed tactics and was just rubbing the tip of one finger over Jane's
throbbing clit.
"Ohooo, yes. Whatever you want."
To his surprise, Ken saw that Jane was really enjoying this. She was
being dominated by - oh. Of course. She was being dominated by another slave,
which in her mind was pretty humiliating.
"Figure it out," smirked Ally. "I'll give you a hint." She lowered her
mouth to Jane's pussy and spread the lips with both hands.
"Oh, Goddess, you're so nasty," said Jane.
Ken immediately guessed what Ally wanted and evidently she got it. He
saw her throat working and knew that Jane was emptying herself into the teen's
mouth. When she finished, Ally moved up to kiss her, and Ken felt Jane's lust
soar as she was fed some of her own piss from Ally's mouth. Ally didn't break
the kiss as she started slapping Jane's open sex.
"Pull your pussy lips open," she said finally, "pull them wide." Then
she fastened her mouth back on Jane's.
Jane eagerly complied, opening her soft, pink sex to Ally's slapping
hand. It took only a short amount of time for Jane to have a satisfying cum,
moaning her pleasure into Ally's mouth.
Ally sat back when Jane finished, stroking her body.
"You," said Jane, "Are a little minx."
Ally blushed and looked down. Ken knew she was very horny from what
she'd done, but he didn't have any intention of letting her cum.
"Very nice Ally," said Ken. "What time do you have to leave for class?"
"Not for a few hours," she said.
"Well, I," said Jane, "have to get ready for work." She got out of bed
and headed for the bathroom.
"Jane," said Ken. She stopped and turned around. Ken grinned, "Use
your own toothbrush this morning, OK?"
"Spoil sport," said Jane.
It wasn't that Ken had a problem with water-sports. He just wasn't into
getting it in his mouth. He supposed he should try it at some point, just to
get some idea of what it tasted like, however he was somewhat ambivalent about
the experiment.
"One more to go Ally," he said pulling the sheet off him. "Turn around
for a second."
She did and he re-clipped the leather cuffs together.
"How do you want me, Master?" she asked. Just seeing this slim girl,
her pale skin shining around the cloud of dark, red hair that drifted over her
skin was enough to make him want to cum. The fact that her hands were cuffed
and she wanted to be his helpless slave just made him more horny. Knowing she
would be adding his cum to the piss in her belly was extremely arousing. He
reached out and grabbed a fist full of her hair, then gently guided her mouth to
his rigid cock.
He made her work for a while to get his cum. She was wet with sweat and
her cunt was soaked by the time he shot off in her mouth. Jane was out of the
shower and getting dressed when he stiffened and emptied into Ally's mouth. She
was tired and a bit sore from the position, but her arousal hadn't abated.
Being made to give a blow job while someone held her in position was a bit like
being tied up and helpless. Ally was coming to like being tied up and helpless.
Ken followed her thoughts and greatly approved of what he was seeing.
"Mmm," said Jane as she watched Ally flop on her side in the bed. "That
looked like fun. I wish I could stay, but *someone* has to work around here."
Ken snorted and watched as Jane left the room.
Ally looked at him and said, "You work, don't you?"
Ken chuckled. "I'm currently on vacation." Which was true. He and
Jane would tell Ally about the change in status when they moved into the new
place.
He un-cuffed the girl and they went into bathroom and took a shower in
the small stall. Since Ally was so much smaller than Jane, there was a bit more
room, but Ken couldn't help thinking of the master bath in the mansion. Looking
at Ally's horny little body made him think of all the things that he could do to
her in there.
Jane called while they were eating breakfast.
"Wow, you guys made it out of bed after all," she said.
"Yeah, yeah. What's up?" he replied with a smile in his voice.
Interestingly he could sort of feel her presence even though she was so far
away.
"We never did get our talk last night. Can you come by for lunch?"
"Sure. We can meet at the mall," he said. "Noon-thirty OK?"
"That'll work. Can you also explain to Ally that we'll be having a
guest for at least part of the night?"
"I can do that."
"Do you think she's ready for it? I mean, I don't expect to involve
her, but will she understand if we spend time with Genie tonight?" Jane sounded
worried.
"I'll explain it to her. I think it'll be fine though," he replied.
"OK - see you at lunch."
They hung up and Ken began to think of a way to explain Genie to Ally.
Especially since he really didn't know what Jane had in mind.
"Ken," said Ally, "what did you need to explain?"
He realized that he'd been lost in thought and hadn't said anything
since he'd hung up. Ken looked up at the naked teen. She was so beautiful.
He'd told her that he preferred she stay naked this morning since he enjoyed
looking at her. He could tell that it aroused her, all the more so since he was
not naked.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she continued. "I should have called you Master."
Ken smiled and said, "I guess we're going to have to have a talk about
that whole Master/slave thing, won't we?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you're going to have to decide what sort of slave you want to
be. Obviously 24/7 isn't going to work. I know you don't want to give up
school and your friends and all that stuff."
Her eyes grew wide. "Would I have to give all that up to be a slave?"
"No," said Ken. "I suppose that there are women, and men, who would
like that, but it's certainly not for everyone. I would never want to keep
someone against their will. Hence the conversation we're going to have." He
paused, "But not tonight. Tonight, Jane and I are having someone come over."
Ally sat and thought for a minute. "Do I need to stay at the apartment
then?" He could feel she wasn't happy about that prospect.
"I think that's going to be up to you. Let me explain." He told her,
without revealing everything, what had happened between Genie and Jane. He
explained that it had apparently freaked Genie out and that Jane had come up
with a plan to smooth things over - and apologize if necessary. Ken said he had
no idea what the plan was, but knowing Jane, there'd be sex involved.
Interestingly, Ally wasn't jealous, just a little disappointed that she wouldn't
get to be there.
"Tonight is a late night for me anyway," she replied. "Can I still come
back here?"
Ken figured that they'd either be done with Genie by then, or it
wouldn't matter if one more person joined the fray.
"Ally," he said, "this is your home, if you want it to be. Of course,
you can come back. But remember that Jane and I live by rules that are
different and that if you live with us you must accept those rules as well."
"I know," smiled the teen, "Jane explained some of that to me. She
explained that we'd have other lovers and that you would have other slaves."
She paused. "It... it also seemed like she wasn't telling me everything."
Ken sighed. Soon, he knew, he'd have to begin to 'define' their worship
of Lea. After all, how else would they be able to have other followers of the
religion if there was nothing to focus on? Lea's injunction against images was
going to make things a little difficult. Something to deal with in the future.
The near future.
"She probably didn't."
Ally looked at him sharply, her mind going in all sorts of directions.
"Ally, I'll be straight with you. This situation is very complex and
neither Jane nor I have a lot of experience dealing with the issues involved. I
will promise you that we aren't doing anything that will hurt anyone. We have
just decided to live life by our rules - not all of which we've told you."
Mainly, he thought, because we don't fucking know them. "Tell me, would you
take a first year math student and make them do calculus?"
"Huh?" asked Ally, startled by the sudden shift in topic. "Of course
not."
"Things have to be learned in stages, right?"
"Yes," her tone made it clear she was suspicious of where he was going
with this.
"Well, this is the same way. We'll teach you about our way of life as
we go - just as you'll learn about being a slave, of whatever sort you want to
be, as we go along. OK?"
Ken could see she had reservations. She was afraid of getting trapped
into something that was wrong or illegal.
"Ally," said Ken taking her hand, "I promise you that you will be able
to make your own decision when the time comes. We didn't force you to move in
with us, and we wouldn't force anything else on you either. I promise."
Ally believed that. She didn't know why, but she did. Her mind flitted
back to a memory. Her mother, speaking to a priest about something, she didn't
remember what it was. But her mother's expression was one of absolute trust and
even Ally could feel the peace and love emanating from the priest. She hadn't
understood at the time how her mother could feel such absolute trust for the
priest, but she did now. Her mother had been crushed when the old man had died.
An odd thought occurred to her.
"Are you a Priest of this religion?" she asked.
Ken, despite following her thoughts, was a bit surprised at that
question. He was an Avatar, but Lea had also said he was her High Priest. He
nodded his asset.
"I want to learn more about it. A lot more," she said. She was very
interested, her natural curiosity aroused. But wary too. The new priest that
ran her mother's church was nothing like the old one. But she'd followed him
just as blindly - even to pushing away her own daughter.
"You will, I promise," said Ken. "Now don't you have class work to do?"
She smiled and kissed him, "Yes Master," got up from the table and
started to clear it. Ken had an idea that started to glimmer in the back of his
mind. He put it on hold though and decided to do a little research on his
computer.
Ally came in a while later to kiss him goodbye. She left and he went
right back to doing research. When he looked up at the clock it was almost
eleven. Time to get ready to go.
While he drove to the mall, Ken gave some thought to what he'd read.
They were definitely Pagans - no doubt about it. He liked the tenets that the
Wiccan religion followed and they seemed liked they'd fit very nicely. He had
found nothing on a Goddess going by the name of Lea. He hadn't even found info
on a Goddess that matched Her aspect. The idea that certain Gods and Goddesses
lived off the energy of their followers was nothing new; interacting with one's
deity in the same way that Ken and Jane had, was pretty new. Well, not new,
exactly, but not exactly common in this day and age. Perhaps all those stories
of people being visited by various and sundry religious figures had more to them
than most people thought. After all, if he claimed, with no proof, that he'd
been in the presence of a Goddess, he'd be written off as a kook. Since he had
actual powers that he could demonstrate, he suspected that he'd be written off
as a kook, and then spend the rest of his days in government lab somewhere.
He found Jane easily enough; interestingly she was sitting in the same
spot he had been when this whole thing had started. Wow, was it only a week ago?
Seemed like forever.
"Hello Master," said Jane. "I took the liberty of getting you some
food. I hope you don't mind?"
"Nope. Thanks," he said as he sat down.
While they ate, Jane laid out her idea about Genie and how to handle the
problems that had cropped up. Ken, knowing a bit more about Genie than Jane,
added a few suggestions here and there and that was that. It was a very simple
plan and he thought it would have a good chance of working. The object was to
bring her in, not scare her away.
Then he started to go over what he'd found on the net about Paganism and
Wicca. She started smiling at him not long after he went into his explanation
of Wicca. He sensed her amusement and stopped.
"What?" he said.
Still smiling, she reached into her shirt and pulled out a small symbol
that had been hanging around her neck.
"Oh." He said. He'd seen her pentacle before, but hadn't really given
it any thought. Certainly, he'd never connected it with a religion - he just
thought it was a nice design.
"How long have you been a Pagan?" he asked.
"Since I was twelve. I haven't celebrated all the sabots in years, but
I still pay attention to the basic rules. I think I've always believed in the
Goddess, but now I have proof."
"So what do you think about all this?" asked Ken.
"I think that the basics of Wicca will work for us, but we get the
chance to make up our own sabots and we might even be able to find out from our
Goddess what her thoughts are on the matter - something that mankind has spent
the ages wishing for."
Ken was silent for a while, then said, "This might work out pretty well.
There are a lot of Pagans, which will allow us to blend in very nicely." Ken
wasn't sure why that was important, but it was. "Only the rings that Lea has
given us mark us at all, and she said that we may not have any statues or
paintings of her. Almost Islamic in her tastes, at least when it comes to that
sort of thing."
"Still," said Jane, "our followers and priests and priestess will want
some symbol to identify with."
Ken shrugged, "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. But I think
that I should find a pentagram, or pentacle to wear."
He'd never been much for religious symbols, but then, he'd never been
much into religion. To him, even if the ring he wore was taken, he still knew
that he was dedicated to Lea. Nothing would change that. Having a pentacle
would be useful cover. Why he kept thinking that way was beyond him. Maybe it
had something to do with the thousands of Lea's followers that had been
slaughtered in the past. Symbols meant little to him. Actions were what
counted.
"There's a store I go to that would probably have something. Some of
the people working there are a bit odd, but they're all very nice," said Jane.
She pulled out her purse and wrote down the address. Ken saw that it wasn't too
far from here.
They talked for a little while longer, Jane giving him the low down on
what was happening in the office. It was clear that his boss was really pissed
at him. Also, they were trying to offer Jane more money to stay, saying that
they'd match what ever offer she had in hand.
"As if they could," she snorted. "'Sure, I'll take five million up
front, thank you.' I'd love to see the look on their face. But I have no
intention of telling anyone why I'm leaving. I guess even if we didn't have the
money, I would have had to leave."
"I wonder how Helen is going to take it when I email my resignation in."
He grinned, "I'll be sure to follow it up with a phone call."
They finished up, kissed and went their separate ways. Ken decided to
head to the shop that Jane had told him about. It was a nice place and the guy
behind the counter was pleasant. Ken found something that he considered
acceptable, and bought it. It was silver and pretty nice, not too big, which he
considered important. There were some books there that he picked up as well.
On the way back home, he got a call from Ellen who wanted to assure him
that all the paperwork for the mansion had been taken care of. While he was on
the phone with her, it beeped, indicating that Joan was on the other line. She
too wanted to assure him that things were going very well. They could actually
start living there on Friday and did he need any help with moving? He said he'd
get back to her.
Damn, he thought, that was tomorrow! Money really did grease the
wheels. He thought of Joan and wondered how long it would be before he could
lube her up.
Ken went home and began reading through the book he'd bought. A while
later, he closed the second book and thought about what he'd read. Glancing at
his watch caused him to do a double take. How could it only be five O'clock?
He picked up the books again. They weren't really thick or anything, but is
should have taken him at least three hours per book, not two books in three
hours. He could remember what had been written in them pretty easily - not that
he agreed with everything they said. But the basic information had been there
and he was sure that he and Jane could easily live by many of the tenants that
formed the religion. Of course, since their religion's entire purpose was to
create energy from sex, there would be some additions.
Ken was waiting for the ladies, as Jane had requested, when they
arrived. He had no idea how Jane was getting Genie to go along with her, but
she'd apparently found a way. She and Genie had gone for a light meal after
work, and then they were heading straight to the house.
They walked in the door and Ken admired the view as they dropped their
coats. He admired the view even more as Jane walked to Ken's side and knelt,
leaving Genie standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room. Genie, Ken
remembered from their dream, wanted a master who would love her. With whom she
could feel safe with and trust. A Master that would control her and use her. A
Master. Not a Mistress. He knew that if her Master told her to serve a
Mistress she would, but just like Jane, she wanted both men and women.
Jane, bless her twisted little heart, had told Genie a white lie. She'd
said that Ken had sent her to seduce Genie because he wanted to play with Genie.
She said that he figured if Genie could be seduced, that she might be inclined
to agree to some play time. He'd hoped that Genie would be interested, but had
no idea if she really was.
She was. He could see that easily in her mind. Her knees were weak and
she was trembling with excitement. Here, maybe, just maybe was a man who could
be her master. She never questioned why she was so attracted to him. It didn't
matter to her. What mattered was that he could accept her, accept the things
that made her so very excited and understand her enough to make her expose
herself, her wants and needs, to him.
Still sitting, he looked at the girl carefully, completely approving of
what he saw. Her short brown hair was swept to one side. He knew her body well
from the dream, which he could see she remembered. Although she didn't remember
him, exactly, his presence felt familiar to her and so she accepted him on an
unconscious level.
On other levels, too. Of course, the pheromones he and Jane were
putting out were arousing her, but she thought that Ken was kinda cute anyway.
Ken had never thought of himself as cute and it was odd to know that someone
else did. He got the impression that Genie would have been interested in him if
he hadn't been so unapproachable at work.
"I understand that my slave caused you some problems," Ken said,
breaking the silence. "She will, of course, be punished for that. She told me
she convinced you to come here, but didn't tell me why."
Genie immediately responded exactly as someone who wasn't into the BDSM
scene would. "No, no, really, it's OK. I just sort of freaked out." She
turned beet read, remembering that he knew why she'd freaked out. That this man
knew she'd been with a woman. "It's really my fault."
"Oh?" said Ken, smiling as he leaned forward. She'd walked right into
it and now was the time to see if her arousal and interest in learning the scene
would overcome her fear of her desires. The dream and her encounter with Jane
had left her pretty well primed for exploration. She only had to reach out her
hand - something that would take some courage. "So perhaps you feel that you
should be punished."
He sat back and looked at her. His expression was neutral. He didn't
want to make her feel like he was trying to force her into anything. He wanted
her to use the situation to get what she wanted, and he knew exactly what that
was.
Her voice was trembling. She was afraid, dizzy and oh so very excited.
"Maybe. How," she stopped and licked her lips, "what would that punishment be?"
Ken was silent and knew she thought he was considering the matter. In
point of fact, he already knew what to suggest; he was just making her wait.
Finally, he said, "I think that perhaps a spanking would be in order. For you,
anyway. I'll deal with her later."
Genie's stomach knotted with lust. This man was just what she'd been
looking for. His casual mention of punishing Jane later showed her that he was
familiar with taking control. Also, that he just expected Jane - and her, she
realized - to accept whatever punishment he deemed fit.
"O..Ok." replied the girl.
"Excellent," said Ken. "Now let's begin, shall we?"
Flushed and excited, Genie eagerly nodded her head.
End part 18
The usual thanks to MWTB for the second pair of eyes!
