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Chapter 37
Ken had to remind Arianwen that she had to put on clothes before she
could take her new car out for a spin. She dashed upstairs to put on shorts and
a shirt, then ran downstairs again and pulled Ken and Jane inside the car. Off
they went.
Ari was a good driver, and the car handled well. He did ask her to back
down from her hundred-mile-an-hour pace on the highway, and she gulped having
not realized how fast she was going. When they returned about a half hour
later, Sally had finished making some lunch. Ari spent the rest of the day with
a happy glow.
"Hey Ken," asked Gary quietly as they watched Jane, Sally and Annette
play in the pool, "have you used the Dragons on Jane yet?"
"Not yet. I wanted to make it interesting for her, but I don't have the
hardware to do it."
"What do you mean?"
Ken explained what he wanted and Gary smiled.
"I'm sure I can come up with what you want in a day or so. It wouldn't
be hard to build at all."
Ken chuckled. "With all the stuff you're building for me, maybe I ought
to make a workshop for you as well. There's a building where they used to
store something or other not too far from the main house that might work."
A shadow passed over Gary's face as he remembered what was going on with
his own business.
"What?" asked Ken.
"Ah, nothin'," he replied. "Some congresscriter's trying to shut me
down, and the legal fees would have already put me out of business if you hadn't
come along. I'll be fine now."
"Why would a congressman care?"
"His daughter is into seriously hard core BDSM. She bought some of my
stuff -- not from me, but secondhand. He knows that I didn't sell it to her,
but that doesn't matter. Just the fact that I made something that had perverted
his innocent little girl's got him on a rampage."
"How old is she?" asked Ken.
"Hell, she's twenty-two now. Real hot chick. Played with Annette and I
a couple of times. She's into play-piercing big time."
That got them into a discussion of BDSM clubs in the area. Ken knew of
the one that he used to go to when he scened with Andrea, the woman who had
fooled him into thinking she was a slave. He assumed that there were a fair
number out there.
"Used to be," grunted Gary. "City council's been shuttin' 'em down as
fast as they can find them. Hell, they've been targeting all kinds of places --
sex clubs, BDSM clubs, adult book stores. Just keep harassing them until they
go out of business."
"And," added in Sally, who'd started listening when she sat down,
"they've closed down all kinds of gay and lesbian outreach programs to help
teens, harassed abortion clinics, reduced AIDs funding, all kinds of stuff."
She shook her head, "All in the name of decency and morality." She snorted,
"As if the fucking politicians are moral enough to legislate morality."
Ken was not surprised to hear this. It was at least as disturbing as
the things he'd been hearing in the news, now that he'd started to follow it
again. The present administration had used an act of war to not only attack
people outside the USA, but to attack citizens who didn't believe in their 'One
God'. The thing he found most disturbing was that Americans were sitting still
for it.
Ken had no intention of sitting still for it, but neither would he jump
into a fight he only half understood. He had money now, and resources he'd
never had before. If he worked quietly and intelligently, he could effect
changes. Some here, some there, and, if nothing else, protect his own people
from the laws and actions of those in power. Laws and actions that the
Constitution had been designed to prevent.
They sat for dinner in the dining room. Once everyone was served, he
stood and asked for people's attention.
"I'd like to thank you all for coming this weekend." There were
chuckles around the table. He smiled as he said, "Sorry, slip of the tongue."
More laughter, and Ari added, "Master, you can slip me your tongue whenever you
like." This was of course followed by suggestions from the other women about
where else he could slip his tongue ... and, of course, much more laughter. He
finally held up his hand for silence.
"Yes, well, on that subject, I'd like to say that you are all welcome
here whenever you'd like to stop by. We have plenty of bedrooms for you to stay
in, and the dungeon is always open. Speaking of which, I'd like to give Gary
and Annette a hand for the amazing furniture that they made for me, and for the
pieces that they graciously allowed us to borrow."
There was round of loud clapping and whistling as everyone showed their
appreciation.
Then, in a more serious tone, Ken went on. "As I said, you are welcome
here whenever you wish. You've seen the lifestyle that is practiced here and
should know that you can do what you want without fear of ridicule. However, I
must ask that you treat what we do as a bit of a secret. Please do not invite
anyone here who I have not met. You know what many people think of a lifestyle
like this -- especially in these times when the separation of Church and State
is anything but." There were murmurs of agreement with that statement. "Also,
as a new lottery winner, I'm somewhat vulnerable to the media, who rarely think
before they print something. I'd rather not see a headline that reads 'Lottery
Winner Creates Sado-Masochistic Paradise With Teen Slaves.'"
More laughter followed that statement, though there was a definite
undercurrent of seriousness as well. Ken had made his point, and each of these
people knew how they'd be treated by the general public if their lifestyle was
known.
Dinner was excellent, as was the conversation. People were a bit more
restrained, but there was still some sexual play that went on. How could there
not be with so many beautiful, naked slaves? At one point, Ken found himself
feeding Genie as she knelt at his feet. Arianwen was kneeling between Annette's
spread legs, slowly licking her pussy. She had her own legs spread, and someone
had used a cloth napkin to tie her wrists behind her. Kim was fed, once again
from a plate on the floor. Ellen had her feet on the smaller woman's back as
Kim ate without her hands. Jane ended up licking Kim's face and chin clean
after the woman had eaten.
Dessert was served and things loosened up even more, but no one wanted
to get too hot and heavy. Most people had to work the next day. Bill found
himself the target of Sally, while Sandy got pounded by Gary, who was still
having a difficult time believing the number of times he'd cum. While coffee
was being served by Jane and Sally (Arianwen was curled up in Annette's lap),
Ellen led Kim over to Ken by her leash. She had her other hand in Genie's hair
and was using that to bring her as well.
"Master Ken," said Ellen, "I have a small favor to ask." She paused for
a second, then said, "Actually my slut here has a small favor to ask." She
pulled on the leash until Kim was on her knees. "Well, slut? Ask!"
Kim was a bright red, embarrassed and very aroused. "Master Ken, would
you please use this slave's asshole before we leave tonight?" With that she
spun on her knees, then fully bent over, offering Ken her asshole. It looked a
little red, but fairly slick.
"I had Genie prepare her, " said Ellen by way of explanation. "And
since she offered to clean up so Kim doesn't leak in the car, I couldn't
refuse."
Ken knew that if he took Kim as roughly as she wanted, she'd bleed. He
realized though, as he pulled out of her, that he could heal any actual damage.
So, he took her as she wanted. Roughly and with no consideration of how it
hurt. He bottomed out in her ass no more than five times before she started
begging to cum. She was given permission, and her tight sphincter clamped on
his cock as her orgasm raced through her. Ellen was well on her way to having
the pain slut she wanted.
Ken fucked her through two more orgasms, shooting his cum deep inside
her ass. She was bleeding by the time he finished, and, as he pulled out, time
slowed.
Kim had several small lacerations; unsurprising considering his size and
how rough he'd been. They weren't as bad as they could be, since Ellen
regularly stretched her asshole with plugs, and would heal, even though she'd
definitely be sore for a while. Still, Ken didn't want to leave her like that;
she wasn't Circle and wasn't protected from infection the way the rest of them
were. So he healed the small tears but made sure she'd still be sore for a day
or so.
Interestingly, the small amount of blood on his cock caused Genie to
have a mild orgasm when she began licking him clean. Kim was still kneeling
with her head to the floor, while Genie licked and sucked Ken clean, and
remained unmoving as Genie put her tongue to use on Kim's still-distended
asshole. Genie managed to create a mild orgasm in Kim while she herself had one
as she rimmed and tongue fucked the sore hole. Finally, Kim was pulled into a
deep kiss with Genie, causing conflicting sensations of humiliation and lust to
race through her body while they kissed.
"Well, it looks like I should start to train Kim in the anal arts,"
Ellen said. "She seems to like the taste of Genie's mouth."
Kim moaned with embarrassment, shaking as Genie's slim fingers tugged on
her labia and flicked her clit.
"Don't let her cum again Genie," said Ellen. "I don't want her to think
she can orgasm whenever she wants to."
In reality, Ken could read that Ellen's main concern was that, if Kim
were not left sexually aroused, she would hurt too much from being sodimized.
"Don't worry," Ken whispered as leaned over, "She's a little sore, but
it's nothing that will hurt her for real. I made sure of that."
Ellen nodded. She believed him, although she didn't know why. As
roughly as she treated Kim, both verbally and physically, if anyone really hurt
her, Ellen would cheerfully kill them. And Ken knew that if Ellen accidentally
really hurt Kim, she'd be horrified. Like Genie, the weekend here at the
mansion had seemed like a fantasy come true. She knew they were safe, knew it
deep inside where there could be no doubts. It was so internalized that she
never questioned it. Ken suspected she'd think on this later and wonder why it
was so.
Finally, the only ones left were Bill, Genie, Gary and Annette. Eric
and Sally had gone upstairs to tend to the baby, and Jane had gone with them.
Eric had been in a bit of a daze today. Quiet, bemused and obviously very
content. A new world of sensation was slowly opening to him, and he was loving
every minute of it.
"Hey Ken," said Bill. "Did you still want to get all that computer
equipment?"
"Oh, yes," replied Ken. "Absolutely. Can we get some of it locally?"
"Yeah, we can do that. Some of the real high-end stuff will have to be
mail-ordered, though."
"Well, if you're free tomorrow, why don't we start taking care of
setting up that lab you wanted here?"
Bill was getting the techo-geek glow. The thought of buying
bleeding-edge hardware and setting up a computer system to run an entire house
gave him a feeling of excitement like nothing else could. Genie saw the look on
his face and shook her head. It was a good thing she had to work tomorrow,
because she suspected that Bill might not notice she was alive. Ken, watching
the interchange, was glad that Genie was coming to understand Bill so well.
They left a short time later. Annette was sent to gather up any small
items that she and Gary had left about, while Gary had offered to leave his
equipment here. "It's not like I have anyplace to set it up," he said.
Ken knew that wasn't true, but Gary was intensely curious about what was
going on here. Gary had noticed that the amount of time Arianwen had spent with
Annette was changing some of Annette's views on various things. The ladies had
spent a good deal of time (when Ari wasn't licking or sucking something of
Annette's) talking about Paganism and religion in general. Unlike Gary, Annette
was not an Atheist. But until this weekend, she'd never felt comfortable with a
religion. Now, she was afire to learn about what Arianwen worshipped.
"Ari's trying to convert my sub," said Gary. There was no heat in his
tone, just a mild question.
"Not exactly. She's explaining our way of life to her. If it disturbs
you, I'll ask her to stop," offered Ken.
Gary quickly shook his head. "Annette's my slave, but, odd as it
sounds, I don't own her. She's free to believe anything she wants. If it ends
up interfering with our relationship, that's a bridge we'll have to cross when
we come to it. I don't think that'll be the case, though."
Ken shrugged and agreed. Gary was hesitating about bringing up last
night. He'd seen Lea and wanted to know what had happened with Eric.
"Eric's a little different today," he offered.
Ken smiled and leaned forward. "Her name is Lea."
"What?"
"The woman you saw with us last night. Her name is Lea," said Ken.
In that moment, Gary realized that Ken knew that he'd been watching them
last night. He got a little embarrassed, but that didn't keep him from
wondering how Ken had seen him.
"You knew I was watching," stated Gary.
"Yes." Ken leaned forward and said, "Gary, we have nothing to hide here
-- at least, not from you or Annette."
"Fine," replied Gary. "Who is she? Does she live here with you guys?"
"Her name, as I said, is Lea. And yes, she lives here with us."
"How come she wasn't around all weekend?"
"Good question," replied Ken. "But it's not one I can answer. You'll
have to ask her yourself, the next time you see her."
"I thought you said you have nothing to hide?" countered Gary.
"I don't. But there are some things that are not for me to tell. If
you want to know about Lea, you have to speak to her yourself."
Gary thought for a moment. This was all beyond strange. "You're not
going to tell me how to find her, are you?"
Ken smiled and said, "You're best bet is in the Garden."
Gary licked his lips and said, "About that garden. It looked like she
just disappeared last night. She was there, then she wasn't. How did she get
out of the garden?"
Ken stood with a sigh. "Gary, I don't have an answer for you -- at
least not one that you'll accept."
"Try me."
"How's this for an answer: Would you take a novice submissive and
subject her to the same level of play that you'd use on Jane?"
Gary looked surprised and said, "Of course not!"
Silence followed, because Ken said nothing else. Gary sat and thought,
then said, "Not much of an answer."
"I know, but trust me, it's the best I can do at the moment." Then he
said, "I'm really sorry Gary, but the truth is, you'll just have to speak to her
yourself. When the time comes, I'm sure she'll be there for you to talk to. I
don't want to go all mystic on you, but Lea's sort of a law unto herself." He
smiled at Gary's disbelieving look and said, "I'm reminded of the story of the
man who, upon seeing a giraffe for the first time, said, 'There ain't no such
animal.'"
They let the subject drop, but Ken knew that Gary was still thinking
about it. He and Annette left a bit later, leaving the Circle alone with their
new brother. Eric got little sleep that night, discovering that there were
advantages to being the Priest of a sex Goddess, especially with three, very
willing Priestesses to help him explore his new status.
The next two weeks passed more quickly than Ken would have believed
possible. Everything was moving along well though, and his House was settling
in nicely. They had visits from all the guests, at one time or another, and
Bill and Genie stayed over enough that, by the second week, Ken offered Bill a
room at the mansion.
"Look," he said, "You're doing a lot of work here, and I know you don't
like to keep to just daylight hours. Besides, you already said your roommate's
an asshole. If you stay here, you can work when you want, and you'll always be
within reach of the lab."
Bill tried to demure, but Ken and Jane convinced him. Genie bit her
lip, and said nothing, and Ken realized that she'd been planning to ask him to
move in with her. Despite the fact that she really liked everyone in the
Circle, her relationship with Bill was growing deeper. He was becoming the
Master that she wanted to serve. She enjoyed serving Ken and Eric, and was
coming to really like them, perhaps even more than like. But Bill had captured
her heart.
Later that evening, while Bill was ensconced in yet another improvement
to a program he was working on, Ken, Jane and Genie were outside by the pool.
He could hear Genie thinking wistfully how much she loved the mansion. He heard
her come to the conclusion that, at least if Bill was living here, she could
come here more often and not feel guilty. Jane, while she couldn't read Genie's
thoughts, could read her feelings, got up and walked over to the lounge where
Genie was laying. She held out her hand, and Genie looked up, startled to see
Ken was on her other side with his hand out as well.
"Let's go for a walk," he said.
They walked to the Garden and sat down facing each other. It was time,
thought Ken, to move forward another step. He leaned forward and kissed Genie;
her mouth opened immediately to accept his tongue. No matter how she felt about
Bill, she could not resist Ken -- or Jane, who claimed a deep kiss from her as
well. She was wet by the time the naked woman, whose arousing scent was
scattering her ability to think, leaned back to smile at her.
Ken and Jane each took one of her hands and looked at her. Genie became
a little nervous. It was becoming obvious that sex was not why they'd brought
her here.
"Bill is going to move in with us," stated Jane. Genie nodded her head,
confused about why Jane was stating the obvious. "You're falling in love with
him." Again, another statement. Genie blushed, but nodded.
"Genie," Ken said, "I've told you before that we like you a lot. We
know you're in love with Bill, and I'm willing to bet that, at some point in the
near future, you were going to ask him to move in with you."
Genie was startled. How could he know that?
"It was obvious," said Ken, answering her unasked question, "from the
look on your face when he agreed to live here."
"Oh," she replied.
"Genie, we didn't mean to derail things between you and Bill." said
Jane. "This seemed like a good solution to getting him out of the dorm and
giving him the resources he needs to excel in his field of study. I don't know
if you realize just how smart he is."
Genie nodded and said, "I know that he leaves me in the dust. Eric
seems to be the only one who can keep up with him."
"Genie," said Ken, "This house has a lot of bedrooms. It's large enough
so that you could go days without seeing someone else, if you wanted to -- hell,
there's even more than one kitchen."
"Yeah," she said, "It's huge. But beautiful." She paused and inhaled
deeply, the motion doing interesting things to her bare, 'C' cup breasts. The
women rarely dressed anymore, and the slaves only dressed when they left the
house. "It's so ... comfortable ... here. Peaceful, but kind of energizing,
too."
Just like how she felt after really excellent sex. Somehow, Ken was
unsurprised at the comparison.
"You could move in too," said Ken.
Genie's eyes regained their focus and her heart rate sped up.
"Excuse me?"
"You could move in here too," he repeated. "You could have your own
room so that Bill doesn't realize he's being perused. Then, when you've moved
all your stuff into his room, he'll be so comfortable he'll never notice that
you've claimed him."
Genie burst out laughing at their accurate assessment of Bill. He was
head over heels in love with her, but outside of the mansion, was almost too shy
to hold her hand. He couldn't get his head around a beautiful woman like her
dating him -- never mind all the other things she'd gotten him to do to her.
She realized that if she had asked him to move in with her, as she only had a
small, one-bedroom apartment, he would have refused. Not because he didn't want
to, but because he would have been afraid. They were offering her a perfect
solution.
The normal objections came to mind, but she discarded most of them.
After all, they wouldn't have offered if they didn't want her here, and it
wasn't like they didn't have the room. Still, she worked for a living and
wasn't interested in a free ride.
"I'd really like to," she said, "but it would sort of be like taking
advantage of you guys."
"I'll tell you what," said Ken. "You contribute toward household
expenses by giving us the money that you'd spend on food and utilities. Sally
does the shopping, so you'd have to tell her if you have any type of food you
really like, or hate. Give us half the money you'd usually spend on rent, and
we'll call it even."
"That hardly seems fair," she said. "This place must cost a fortune to
run."
"Every little bit helps," smiled Ken. "You can put the extra money away
in case you ever want to buy a house or something."
To her immense surprise, Genie experienced a pang at that thought. She
couldn't imagine living anywhere but here and she hadn't even moved in yet!
That made the decision a no-brainer, but she had a lease and said as much.
"Don't worry about it," said Ken. "We'll get Lenny on it; he loves a
challenge."
Genie had no idea who that was, so Ken explained he was an attorney that
they retained. As he said that, he realized that perhaps it was time to have a
house-warming party. He smiled and wondered how hard it would be to get Joan
here. Perhaps there was a way to get little Karen over as well; he knew that
Arianwen had seen her at least once a week, and he and Jane had just had a very
hot visit with her the other day. That one was a serious handful.
They continued to talk for a little while, but it was just to help Genie
arrange her schedule to move in.
Ken called Lenny's cell phone a little while later to ask about what he
could do to help with Genie's lease. He expected to get voice mail, especially
considering it was a Sunday night, but actually got Lenny.
"Oh," he said, "I'm sorry to call so late. I was expecting to leave a
voice mail."
"Not to worry. This is my private line and only a few people have it.
I give it to people who are high up on my list of clients to be there for.
"Thanks," replied Ken. "This is nothing earth-shattering, though. I
have a friend who needs help with a lease."
"Oh? Bad landlord?"
"I doubt it. But she needs to break the lease. Can you -- quietly --
arrange to have it paid out so that she can leave when she wants? I don't want
to woman to know that's what's happening," said Ken.
Said woman was currently on her back on the sturdy coffee table in the
study. Jane was between her legs, while Bill was at her mouth and it felt to
him that she was about to have a nice orgasm.
"Yup. That'll be cake. I assume that Ellen and Kim can handle the
financial details?"
"Yes," Ken replied. He thought for a moment then said, "I don't know if
we're going to be able to pull this together or not, but I thinking about having
a small house warming this Friday. If we do, are you busy?"
Lenny's voice seemed somewhat startled. "Um, I don't think so."
"Hey, this isn't a command performance or anything. If you are, then I
can wait another week or so."
"No, no, I'm sure Friday will be fine," returned Lenny quickly. Ken
suspected that Lenny had actually had plans that he was going to cancel, and
wanted to smack himself on the head for making such an impulsive decision.
Well, there was nothing for it.
"Excellent. I'll talk to you tomorrow, and Sally or Arianwen should
have the details to you about this upcoming Friday no later than Wednesday."
They said goodbye and disconnected. Ken went to find Sally to explain
the predicament he'd just gotten them into.
Sally was changing the baby in the nursery. Little Christine smiled at
Ken, gurgling and grabbing one of his fingers in her own. Her grip was pretty
strong for a baby. When he told Sally what he'd just done, she looked at him
with that what-the-hell-were-you-thinking look that women seemed to be born
with.
"Well, I've been thinking about it for at least a week," he replied
somewhat defensively.
She just shook her head. "Master Ken, if I can have Jane and Arianwen
to help, and IF you're not inviting a hundred people, it'll work out. But
everyone you want to come might not be able to on such short notice."
"Actually, I thought about that. It'll mainly be just the regular crew,
with the addition of Lenny, Joan and Karen. Perhaps some friends of Jane's or
Arianwen's, or of you guys."
Sally shuddered. Most of her friends were from her old church, and she
wanted nothing to do with them. Ken frowned to himself as he realized that
Sally still had not left Nemetodunum since her first night here. She roved the
grounds extensively, but had not left them. Ken knew it was time for that to
end.
Monday, he talked to members of the household to see who they wanted to
invite. Ari wanted to see if she could get her sister snuck over. Ken knew
that she missed the other girl terribly. Sally and Eric thought that maybe
their parents could come over. Bill knew that Genie was already coming, so that
was that. Once dinner had finished, Ken pulled Sally aside. He'd already
spoken to Eric about what he wanted, and Eric had no problem with it.
"When are you going to get the food for the party?" he asked.
"Oh, I'll make a list tomorrow, then get Ari or Jane to go for the food
on Wednesday," she answered.
"Sally," he said gently, "I want you to go with them when they get the
food."
"Why?" she asked, confused. "They'll know what to get."
"It isn't that," Ken replied. "It's that you haven't left the mansion
since you became part of the Circle."
"I haven't needed to."
Ken just looked at her, and she sighed. "Alright, I don't want to. I
can't risk having them attack me again."
"Sally, you're protected from that. No one's going to hurt you again."
"You don't know that. How can I risk it?"
"You'll have to trust me. And you need to trust Lea."
There were tears in her eyes as she looked at him. She was really
afraid of leaving the protection of the mansion. Ken knew she couldn't face
becoming the person they'd tried to turn her into.
"I do, but please Ken, I need more time. Don't make me do this."
He wavered. She really was petrified.
"Sally," came Lea's voice, "you must trust your High Priest and follow
his guidance." Sally jumped as Lea set a hand on her shoulder. "I know it is
hard for you, but I will not allow you to be harmed."
Sally turned and sobbed into the Goddess' arms. Ken had seen this
coming, sort of. She'd never really dealt with what had happened to her, being
thrust into an almost fantasy life where she could cook, tend to her husband and
raise her daughter. She was content, more than content, since not only was she
able to do those things, but she could often submerge herself in her desire to
serve as a slave.
"Do you promise?" asked Sally, her breath hiccupping as she wiped her
eyes.
"The day after tomorrow, you will leave here with my Avatar. You will
see that you are safe." Lea's expression darkened slightly. "I cannot lie to
you my love, it will not always be so. But for now, you will be safe. Leave
Christine here with your husband and go with Kenneth, Jane and Arianwen. Spend
some time purchasing food for this party. Enjoy what life has to offer you."
With a final kiss, Lea disappeared into the night. Sally looked at Ken,
then nodded. She firmed her resolve and said, "Wednesday afternoon, then."
Ken kissed her and smiled. "Yes. You'll be able to indulge your
passion for buying food. It'll be fun."
Her return smile was somewhat tentative, but quite genuine.
End Chapter 37
