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Part 20
Ken became aware that Jane was kneeling at his feet. He looked down
into her worried face and smiled at her.
"Master, are you OK?"
"Gee," he said jokingly, "I thought that you always knew how I felt."
He looked closer at her - she looked like she hadn't gotten much sleep. "What's
wrong?"
"I'm fine," she said, "except that I actually *can't* feel you. I can
feel Ally, but not you," she looked very worried now.
Ken relaxed his thoughts for a moment and felt something shift; the flow
thoughts and emotions that he'd become used to began again. Somehow, he'd shut
everyone out.
Jane looked relieved, then, as she assessed his mood, even more worried
than before.
"You stayed up last night didn't you," he asked.
She nodded. "As soon as I couldn't feel you anymore I woke up. I
looked out here and saw you. You looked like you wanted to be alone, so I went
back into the bedroom. Ally seemed a little restless too. Master, please tell
me what's wrong."
He sighed. "I really don't want to talk about it, Jane." Pulling
himself out of his depressing thoughts he continued, "I think it would be
better for us to just think of what's happening tonight. We have a lot to do
today and tomorrow. I don't want to bring Ally to the mansion until she can
stay the night, but Lea said for you and I to come alone tonight. We'll have to
explain it to her and bring her over tomorrow. She might get nervous if she
sees us packing things up."
Jane accepted the change in topic, but wasn't happy about it. "I don't
have that many things in my apartment to pack up. We could get them on Sunday
or something."
He looked around, "Yeah, I'm not bringing anything much from here. Just
a few items and my clothes. Plus, we're supposed to meet Genie for dinner
tomorrow night."
"I won't be at work for the whole day. I could go to my place and pack
up when I get finished."
Ken thought for a moment. "Lea wants a ceremony, and frankly, I have no
idea what that will ..." his words faded for a moment. Information flowed into
his brain, telling him exactly what was required for him and Jane to build the
Gate. He saw from the expression on Jane's face that the same thing had
happened to her.
"OK," he said slowly, "it seems that we do know what to do for the
ceremony."
"Sir," said Jane, "That's not the whole ceremony. There is still a lot
we should do after, and some before."
"Would you get the supplies that we need?" he asked. "She wants us to
turn off all the power to the place and I'm not sure I know how to do that. The
mansion is huge but there should be a central location," he paused, "somewhere.
We need to be there before dark to set everything up."
"I can pack Sunday," said Jane. "I'll get what we need for the ceremony
while you take care of getting us the keys to the place and all that. Oh, and
I'll need directions - seems I was blindfolded on the way there last time."
Ken grinned, "You look good in a blind fold."
She smiled brightly as it seemed that Ken was returning to himself.
"Thank you, Sir. And now, I'd better get dressed."
"I'd like you to wear something very, very sexy," said Ken. "No bra,
either."
She gave him a surprised look then shrugged, "Sounds good to me. What
are they going to do, fire me?"
Ken had made coffee and was sitting in the kitchen with Ally by the time
Jane made her appearance. They both looked at her and whistled. She'd done her
hair up in a complicated braid pattern and was wearing just a bit more makeup
than she normally wore to work. On top, she had on a sleeveless blue pullover.
It was thin and her nipples, and the piercing bars, were easily seen; as was the
outline of her breasts. Ken thought they looked a bit firmer in that top than
when she wore nothing. Her skirt was several inches above the knee - or rather
only a few below her pussy. It was black and he suspected she wasn't wearing
panties. She sat, not taking care to keep her legs closed, and he was sure.
She had on three inch heels and black thigh-highs, the bottoms of which could be
seen when she sat.
"Will this do, Master?"
Ally giggled, "Depends on what you're trying to do!"
"Yes," said Ken feeling arousal rising in all three of them, "That will
be just fine."
Jane sat down and ate some food, then ate some more. Ken was surprised
at how much she put away, but then, he'd been eating a lot more lately as well.
Hmmm. Jane kissed them both thoroughly, then left.
"Ally," said Ken, "Jane and I have some business to attend to tonight.
But we'd like you with us tomorrow because we have a surprise to show you."
"I have to work tomorrow," she said.
"Please see if you can get off work. This is very important," he said.
Yup - the idea he'd had earlier would have to be presented to her soon. He
thought she'd accept, but he wasn't sure. "We'll be back either very late
tonight or, more likely, in the morning."
Ally didn't ask where they were going. If her Master wanted her to
know, he'd tell her. She was a little unsure, but told herself not to worry.
Ally left for school and Ken began to read another one of the books that
he'd bought. It didn't take very much time, and when he finished, he took a
shower and called Joan. He asked when he'd be able to come by and get the info
on the house. Joan told him any time, so he headed over there. Fortunately for
the sake of her panties, it was a short visit. Ken didn't think that he could
absorb any more energy, but he was wrong. Even in the short time he was there,
Joan's emotions were swirling with arousal. With a promise to call her if he
needed anything, he left. They'd be in touch since technically the title
transfer hadn't gone through yet. However, the guard company and the alarm
company were well aware that he was the new owner. The internet connection was
set up also. No phone or satellite TV yet. That was scheduled for Monday, as
were a number of other things. Phone, pool up keep, grounds upkeep, the list
was quite large. Who would have thought that being rich would be this expensive
or complicated? He knew that eventually all the estate jobs would be held by
followers of Lea. Until then, they'd just have to grit their teeth whenever
someone came by. Maybe they'd have it scheduled for a specific day every week
to keep the intrusions to a minimum.
He called the guard company on the way to the mansion and told them that
their services would no longer be required as he was taking possession of the
house today. He told them he'd keep them in mind if he needed to have the place
secured while he was on vacation or away for an extended period of time.
Another call to the security company to explain that the mansion sensors would
be going offline from tonight until morning. They took some convincing, but
eventually they agreed. Once he got to the gate at the house, the transmitter
Joan gave him automatically triggered the gate and he drove the X5 on through,
stopping for a few moments to chat with the guard.
Finally, he pulled in front of the house. There was a garage, of
course, that was supposed to hold at least ten cars, but he'd never been in it
and didn't want to fuss with it now. Ken just wandered thought the mansion. He
couldn't believe it was his. Oddly, the fact that it was his was more difficult
to accept than him being an Avatar. The silence was nice, and he realized that
up until now, there were always other people's thoughts and feelings pushing on
his brain. With no one around, the silence was a bit of a relief. Not great,
but a nice change. Taking the map he had laughed at the first day, he started
trying to locate the electrical mains. Of course, since the map was supposed to
be for people interested in buying the property, not someone who already owned
it, none of that information was on it. Realizing that he could wander around
for quite awhile and not wanting to waste the time, he put in a call to Joan.
She told him that, according to her notes, there was a household plan in the
main study.
He found the main study, and started looking around. Joan, still on the
cell, directed him toward a nice painting of a landscape.
"There should be a button on the right side of the frame. Push it," she
said.
There was the 'snick' of a catch releasing. The painting was actually a
door, behind which was a safe. Totally cliche, he thought. The safe was not
locked, just closed. There was, among other things, a note attached telling Ken
where to contact a locksmith to help him set the combination. Inside there was
a large, leather bound folder with the words House Plans embossed in gold on the
front.
It was well organized and in a short time, Ken had found the utilities
room. Well, the one for the electricity and water, anyway. There was indeed a
master shut off. He was pretty sure the guard was packed up and gone, but he
called the security company and asked how turning off the power would effect the
system. They told him that there was a backup power system that had to be
disabled and would he like a technician to come out Monday?
No, he damn well didn't. He had them direct him to the backup for the
security system. The box was key locked and well hidden. Of course, he didn't
have a key - they told him that only the technicians had those. He explained
that if they didn't have someone here with in the hour, he'd get a key at the
local hardware store (bolt cutters were pretty universal) and different security
company on Monday. They said they'd have someone sent to the house, and he told
them to call the cell when they got there so he could open the gate.
Ken went back into the utility room and decided to test things now, that way if
anything else was fucked up, he'd be able to handle it now, rather than later.
He pulled the levers and was immediately not plunged into darkness; there was
emergency lighting in the room. Shit! He hadn't thought of that. Well, he'd
have to find the emergency lights and disconnect them. Less than a minute
later, her heard a hum, and all the lights kicked on again. The house had a
backup generator. Ken found it, absently noting that the fuel tanks powering
the generator were full, then shut it down. He spent the next hour finding and
disconnecting the batteries in all the emergency lights he could find. By the
time he was finished, and had turned the house power back on, the security guy
was there.
He was a nice young guy who knew his stuff. It was obvious that he knew how to
'handle' irate rich people. Ken wasn't irate, anymore, even though he was rich.
He was firm with the guy about removing the backup power, while explaining that
it was just until tomorrow. The guy was curious, to say the least, but Ken did
not explain why he wanted the power off, just that he did. Once he was inside
the box, disconnecting the power wasn't very hard. Ken figured that if the
system went completely down that the monitoring company would send someone out.
He was also told that the fire alarm system was plugged into security as well.
When the guy left, Ken once again pulled the plug, so to speak. He walked
through and found that nothing seemed to be on anywhere. That was good, since
he was tired and hungry.
Of course, there was nothing to eat in the house, so after turning the power
back on, he decided to make a food run. He got a call from Jane just as he was
getting ready to leave.
"Hello Master," came her voice. Boy did she sound horny.
"Have a good going away party?" he asked.
"Yes, Master. Genie and I even ended up with a little time to our selves," she
replied.
"And was that fun?"
"Oh yes, Master. Frustrating too - for me, anyway. She has a wonderful
tongue."
Ken smiled. "I'm on my way out to get some food. There's nothing here.
I don't want to get too much because the power's going to be off tonight. But
we should have something in the house. Maybe I'll drag out a cooler and put
some ice in it."
"I can do that, if you'd like," offered Jane. Ken got the feeling that
she was still upset about last night.
"How are we fixed for the candles and other stuff for tonight?"
"I have candles, and getting the rest of what we need will be easy."
Ken thought for a moment. He decided that he could hold out for food
until she got to the mansion, then they'd go run the rest of the errands
together. She got there in short order and he gave her the other transmitter to
put in her car. There was a code pad at the gate, but they didn't want to have
to use that.
Jane was looking just as fantastic as she'd looked this morning. Of
course, he could tell from her scent that she was still aroused and had been
fooling around a bit with Genie. They ended up getting quite a bit of food
including a several bottles of very good wine and fresh bread that Ken knew was
good.
Shopping was interesting, to say the least, since both he and Jane kept
getting a lot of looks. Jane was somewhat used to men, and occasionally women,
checking her out because she was a beautiful woman. Ken was not used to having
anyone check him out. As they went through the various stores, he began to find
a way to turn off the attraction he was putting out. Since he was getting
better all the time at tuning into people, he could tell when it was working and
when it wasn't and used that as a sort of bio-feed back method to begin refining
his control.
When they got to the last store and were standing at the checkout stand,
Ken decided to have a little fun - especially since he knew his 'target' would
have no objections.
Little Karen was just over sixteen. She had strawberry hair, a fresh,
clear complexion and managed to look innocent and sexy at the same time. More
innocent, than sexy. Karen, however, was anything but innocent.
This morning, she'd managed to hook up with her boyfriend for some hot
and heavy sex. They'd fucked for an hour, before she had to come to work. Ken
could see the memories of him slamming his cock into her light, almost blond
furred pussy. He'd pulled on her cherry nipples, hard as stone, while biting
and sucking her almost 'B' cup breasts.
Karen had been sexually active since she was nine - even if it was with
only herself. At twelve she'd seduced her female babysitter and by fourteen two
of her cousins - one male, one female had fallen to her innocent charms. Thanks
to the babysitter's dildo, she'd had no cherry to break. Thanks to her mother's
astute observation, she'd been on the pill since she started having her period.
Oddly enough, she was careful who she seduced. Karen liked sex, not
relationships and she couldn't bear to think that she might hurt someone. Ken
was amazed at her level of maturity when it came to sex. She'd chosen her
boyfriend very carefully - he was eighteen and had been a virgin until she
seduced him almost a year ago.
Her boyfriend also knew about Hanna - the girl that had eaten Karen's
pussy during their lunch break. Hanna had been a shy girl, totally confused
about her sexuality until she'd been seduced three months ago by Karen. The
sexy little pixy had easily seduced her, all the while reassuring her that it
didn't matter if she liked men or women. She'd even managed to talk Hanna into
thinking about a threesome with her and her boyfriend, so that she could decide
if she liked guys.
Ken and Jane scanned all this from her and knew that they'd be in
contact with her soon. But until then, Karen's pussy had started getting wet -
again - when she saw Ken and Jane enter the store. When they were in the line,
she was going wild with fantasies. Her current one being how she'd managed to
over charge them, purely by accident, and how they discovered it and taken the
difference out in trade. They were her last customers anyway, and Hanna had
gone for the day. The store was small and Jerry, a nice older man, usually
closed up while Karen cleaned up the back. She knew she'd have at almost an
hour before he'd close the store and she'd help him count out for the day.
Thanks to Karen, Ken knew that as well. He could almost feel the girl's
heartbeat quicken as she rang up their purchases. Certainly both he and Jane
could smell her excitement as her fantasy burned through her brain and excited
her body. So caught up in her fantasy was she, that she actually did overcharge
them for the bread. He decided, as he saw Jerry working his way to the front,
to see what would happen if she was presented with the opportunity to fulfill
it.
This was it, she thought handing Ken the receipt. No way he'd notice
that she had, indeed, overcharged him a nickel for the bread. But it gave her
pussy a twinge and added to the lust firing her body.
Ken took the receipt and looked at it, frowning. Inwardly, he smiled to
himself, knowing that this was the time. Would she go for it?
"Excuse me, Karen?" he said in a voice that made her shiver, thinking of
all the things that it could make her do. "Why did you charge me two
thirty-five for the bread? It's only two-thirty."
"Oh," replied Karen, reaching for the receipt, "I'm sorry Sir. Yes, I
didn't realize."
Ken leaned closer to the girl who's heart was now beating a mile a
minute. She was flushed and beginning to sweat. Lust hammered her nerves,
something that interested Ken because he was throttling way back on whatever it
was that seemed to attract women.
"Well, it's only a nickel, but you know they say that it's the thought
that counts. I'd say you owe me a bit more than a nickel. How can I be sure
that you didn't mess something else up?"
It never occurred to Karen that these words were practically her own,
directly out of her fantasy.
Her voice was breathless as she replied, "I, I'm so sorry Sir. I'll be
happy to make it up to you."
"I think that's a good idea. Do you have any suggestions?" he asked.
"Well... i...if you come to the back, I'll let you in and we c...could
discuss it," Karen was truly engaged in her fantasy now.
"That sounds good to us," he said heading for the door. "Oh, and don't
make us wait too long."
Karen's head was spinning with arousal as she nodded to him and Jane.
"Master," said Jane with a smirk, "how could you trap that poor,
innocent girl like that?"
Ken snorted. "Are we talking about the same girl?"
"Of course," replied Jane as they made sure that all the perishables
were in the cooler. They got in and drove around to the back of the building.
"Really Sir, she's just a sweet, little sixteen year old."
"Yup," replied Ken, "One who was getting hammered by her eighteen year
old boyfriend this morning, and who had her seventeen year old girlfriend eating
her cunt for lunch."
Jane smiled, her hard nipples showing easily through her top. They had
to wait nearly ten minutes for Karen to open the back door for them. The girl
was nervous and beside herself with lust, wondering if these two were going to
go through with this. Her heart almost stopped when she saw them waiting there.
"Karen dear," said Ken, "I thought I told you not to make us wait."
"I'm sorry Sir," she stammered, "I had to pull my drawer so that Jerry
could take the front."
She let them in, the rational, thinking part of her mind, wondering if
she was crazy. She knew nothing about these two. What if they robbed the
store? But she'd always had good instincts about people and somehow she knew
that they weren't going to hurt her - well, not in any meaningful way.
She led them to the lounge and locked the door.
"Take your clothes off," said Ken as he sat on the couch. Jane stood to
his side. Karen couldn't decide which one to look at - they were both so hot!
Her fingers were shaking as she removed her sneakers and socks, then her uniform
top. She paused and looked at them.
Ken smiled at her and said, "Karen dear, you did want to make up for
your mistake, right?" She nodded. "And, in addition to the amount you
overcharged me, you also made us wait ten minutes out back." Again, she nodded,
more nervous this time. But her panties felt sticky with her juices and her
nipples ached from being so hard. "Well dear, currently, your behind is in for
fifteen smacks. Are you trying to make it twenty?"
Karen's knees went weak. This was such a powerful fantasy for her. She
knew little about BDSM, but fantasies of being spanked by strangers and being
'forced' into having sex with them were always good for a few cums. Her hands
were shaking enough that removing her t-shirt was hard. She could smell her
sweat and musk and that turned her on too. She'd already had sex twice today
and it showed in her scent.
She left on her bra and removed her jeans. Finally, the bra came off
showing two small, upturned breasts topped with rather small dark red nipples.
It was warm in the room and her chest was shiny with a light sweat. Finally,
she removed her panties, exposing her soft, almost blond bush of pussy hair.
Ken had her get down on her hands and knees, ass in the air. It spread her
crack nicely, exposing her tight asshole and swollen, drooling pussy.
He stood and walked behind her and said, "Are you ready?"
It was her last chance, she knew, to back out. Somehow she knew that if
she wanted to stop, right at this second, they would.
"Yes, Sir," she almost whispered.
He knelt behind her and ran his hands over her flushed skin, through the
crack in her ass and over her slick pussy. She moaned faintly, then louder when
his hand hit her ass. It wasn't too hard, but it was a great warm up.
"Jane," said Ken, "Why don't you sit down on the couch, pull up your
skirt and get your pussy warmed up for our little slut here?"
Karen's eyes were glued to the other woman, who did exactly as ordered
with out comment. She wasn't wearing panties, and Karen watched as Jane's
fingers began to spread her white cream over her pussy lips. She moaned as
another, harder blow, hit her ass.
"You're going to be licking that pussy when I've finished spanking you,"
he said. He was alternating between masturbating her by rubbing her sensitive
clit and spanking her. Karen was panting now, close to an orgasm that she was
trying to hold off. She wasn't able to when the next spank was accompanied by a
tweak on her clit and the words, "Cum for me slut," were whispered just loud
enough for her to hear.
It was easy to build her back up again, this time spanking her harder
and being more forceful on her clit. Incredibly dirty thoughts - for her -
flowed through her brain. She imagined Jane sitting on her face while Ken
fucked her. She wanted to suck his cum out of Jane's cunt while Ken spanked her
harder. She wanted her nipples squeezed and pulled - hard. That was something
she wished would happen often, but she was too chicken to do it herself.
Ken wasn't. While he spanked and rubbed with one hand, the other began
pulling hard on her nipples. Sweat was running down her flanks now - her ass
and nipples were burning and she was just an inch away from cuming when the
final blow landed.
"Have you had enough?" he asked, knowing the answer, "Or shall I fuck
this tight little pussy while you eat my girlfriend."
"God, yes, " said the sixteen year old, "fuck my cunt while I eat her."
"You're a dirty little slut aren't you?" Ken commented as he positioned
her head between Jane's spread thighs using a firm grip on her hair.
White cream had leaked out of Jane's pussy and coated her fingers. She
smelled strongly of sex, since her time with Genie had been both arousing and
unfulfilling. Karen groaned as the scent engulfed her. It was something she
really got off on. She felt like, and wanted to feel like, the dirty little
slut Ken was calling her. Being labeled a slut turned her on. Being called a
slut by the second guy to fuck her in a day, while she was about to eat her
second pussy of the day, REALLY got her going. God, she was a slut!
While Karen went to work on Jane's cunt, Ken began to ease his stiff
cock into the girl. She was tight, but no tighter than Ally had been. Not as
tight as Jane either, but that as no surprise. By the time he'd worked half of
his rod into her, she had two small fingers pumping in and out of Jane's cunt, a
third from the same hand sliding into her asshole and had her large clit sucked
into her mouth.
Jane hadn't said anything since they started, but now she started
talking, discussing Karen while they fucked her. Karen had an orgasm before Ken
could even get all the way inside her.
"Oh Master, she sure knows how to eat a pussy," said Jane. Karen
started a little at the word Master. What the hell was that about?
"Yeah," said Ken, knowing how much they were exiting the girl, "for such
a big slut, she has a tight cunt too."
Karen groaned, right at the edge of orgasm. If he'd just hit her ass,
just one last time... SLAP!
Karen used Jane's pussy to muffle her scream as she came. Jane too,
wanted to cum and asked with her eyes. Ken nodded his permission and she also
went off.
He road he girl through two more orgasms, finally finishing in her
during the second one. Jane had cum again also. Karen could feel his huge cock
pulsing inside her, which triggered her final orgasm. That was a first for her
- she'd never cum at the same time her boyfriend shot off in her. Not that she
didn't enjoy it, but it took a lot of timing to get that down. Timing he wasn't
experienced enough to have.
Karen lay recovering on her side, her store jacket underneath her. Two
sets of hands ran over her body, with light kisses and licks added here and
there. Finally a soft set of lips kissed hers and she responded before opening
her eyes. She looked into Jane's almost sapphire colored eyes and could have
drowned in them. The kiss deepened before Jane broke off.
Ken also kissed her, whispering how he loved tasting Jane's pussy on her
lips. She moaned, but was too exhausted to get aroused again. Ken was
throttling back big time to keep her from getting excited again. Jane wasn't
but he seemed to be blocking the effect from her as well.
They helped the teen get dressed and kissed her one more time before
leaving through the back door. Jane slipped her a piece of paper with their
cell numbers on it.
"Any time you'd like to get together again - perhaps in a more
comfortable area, just give us a call," she said.
Karen's eyes were wide. For one thing, she couldn't believe what she'd
just done - it was outrageous even for her. For another, she knew, absolutely
knew, that she'd be calling them. They all kissed again and Ken and Jane got
into the BMW and left.
As they pulled into traffic, Jane looked and Ken and said, "Girlfriend?"
with her eyebrows raised.
"Sorry," he grinned, "I didn't know what else to call you. High
Priestess didn't seem appropriate at the time."
They both laughed and headed for the mansion.
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