The Burning Blade

THE BURNING BLADE

By Whisper

CHAPTER 3 - DAWNS AND DUSKS

A frown marred his features as Richard looked up into the pair of amber eyes that gazed tenderly at him. He had been woken by his two bunk mates with promises of pleasure, only to find himself bound by his hands, safely secured to the head of the bed. It hadn't taken Rebecca and Ereanis more than a handful of minutes to have Richard fully awake and writhing helplessly on the sheets while they teased his body, kising, licking, stroking and fingering him until he begged to come. Now, his frown was not from lack of pleasure, but rather from the confusion and bewilderment, stemming from the fact that he was hardly conflicted. Richard had always been a straight man. He had thought about other men during his youthful experimentations in life, but had summarily dismissed those fantasies later on as nothing more than just a passing curiosity. Now he had a cock pressed against his, one which was stroking his own in a very arousing way, and had to fight back his orgasm in order to think even remotely clearly. Even more importantly, it didn't feel wrong to him. The thought of two men kissing had never done much in the way of arousing him, but the thought of Ereanis leaning down to kiss him made his body shudder and a moan to roll out from his throat with neither care nor hope to control his reaction.

"If you find yourself taking pleasure in the act, and everyone is feeling the same, do not bother with labels Richard," came the voice of Ereanis as he stopped his actions for a moment, giving Richard some measure of his control and concentration back.

"Richard," came a gentle voice as Rebecca leaned down and to plant a softly chaste, and loving kiss on his lips. "You don't have to do this but don't make that choice for all the wrong reasons. There is care and maybe even a kind of love here, and he's right in saying that you should not feel the need to hold back because of what you feel others might think." Her hand caressed his cheek gently, her soft smile that always seemed to melt his heart playing on her lips. Richard had known that the real reason he had been a bit confused was the fact that straight people weren't supposed to enjoy such acts, and the fact that he was, shook the foundation of his sexuality. Was he really straight? Did it truly matter when Ereanis himself was considered? He hated to admit it, but he was caught in a rather stere-typical male pattern of thought, unconsciously trying to preserve his manhood by trying to find reasons to avoid enjoying himself, albeit in vain. The fact remained that he did not feel strange or odd about doing this with Ereanis and what the other two had said rung true to his own principles that he held much more dear than the perceptions of his sexuality.

"I don't know if I'm bisexual, but you're both right. I'm sorry I'm acting like such a stuck up bloke and ruining the mood." said Richard as softly as he sighed and looked down at his belly, wondering what the hell had gotten into him. He knew Ereanis truly cared for them and harbored nothing less than what could be only described as tenderness towards Rebecca and himself. He felt perfectly horrid for allowing his own misconceptions, confusion and baseless fear to over rule his good judgement.

"There is hardly a reason to apologise,"

said Ereanis as he shifted to sit on the edge of the bed and smiled over his hsoulder softly at Richard.

"I didn't mean to be so stuck up and am honestly a bit apalled at myself. I know how much you care Ereanis, it is as apparent on your face as your own nose." murmured Richard softly, shifting to rest the right side of his hip against Ereanis, the most he could touch the man in his bound state. Ereanis was right, Richard understood, in saying that there was nothing to apologise. He was not being overly generous, since even Richard knew that things had changed noticeably and it was only natural to doubt and question. Yet, at the same time, the thought of ostracizing someone as a potential lover, who obviously had begun to care so deeply for him so deeply, merely because of his sex made Richard's chest tight with guilt and sadness.

"I think," said Rebecca, smiling and kissing Richard a bit more deeply and lovingly as she reached up to undo the man's bonds, "that now might be the time to stop for brunch. I haven't eaten since last night and am positively famished."

"True," said Richard as his hands came free and sat up slowly, looking at Ereanis, echoing Rebecca's wonderings on whether or not this new addition into their house would need or want food.

"I don't need it, but I haven't eaten in so long that I have begun to wonder what new culinary delights you humans have come up with," came his voice as he chuckled, the sound along bringing smiles to the two who watched him. Silently though, Ereanis made another note, one that would have made him frown had he not quickly hidden it before answering the silent questions Rebecca and Richard had been asking of him. He seemed to have already developed a very close bond with them, and was beginning to both wonder and question, both the cause and implications of this new revelation. It used to take him months and years to be able to read and understand people without reading their minds. Today he found himself able to read the both of them like lovers of old, each minute movement and sound so very easily obvious to the man. What could it mean, he wondered?

"Good, then let's decide on the food," said Richard as his stomach gave a low grumble loud enogh for even Rebecca to hear it.

The ensuing laughter and discussion proved nothing less than heart warming to Ereanis as he watched. Family was a simple enoguh word, with so many possible interpretations that it rarely failed to startle the unwary. Ereanis fell victim easily as he realised he had found a family, even if only a newly budding one, and understood all that this meant to him.

They decided on a chineese meal, since the food in the restraunt was spectacular and the fact that service would be prompt. That being said, they also decided to get the meal home, since neither of the two were sure what people would make of Ereanis and did not want to find out tonight. As they say, too many revelations can put a person in shock, thought Rebecca wryly as she got off the bed and made her way naked to the shower, or was that just herself, then?

Ereanis grinned, couldn't help but, when he got both Richard and Rebecca ready with but a thought. A yelp from the bathroom and the sight of Richard sprining to his feet, gazing at himself were enough to stretch his grin wider still. "I thought it prudent to remind you two that I do have certain abilities and have just fed rather thoroughly." he said as he himself got up and altered his appearance.

Rebecca stepped out of the bathroom with her eyes wide and that only seemed to incerease a the sight of the two men.

Ereanis stood silently to the side, his head cocked to one side and a light hearted, and quite amused, smile playing on his lips. His hair was bound in a tight and intricate braid, the fell over his shoulder and hung to his hips. His eyes seemed a more rich green, and the hair as soft, if not softer, than the most gentle silks in the world with its shimmering brown texture. His skin remained the same, very softly glowing with the runes etched into his hands barely visible on closer inspection. As in the forest, it was not a noticeable light, but merely a richness in the hue of his skin that made it seem as though he glowed. Of course, no much skin was visible except for his hands, face and neck, thanks to his attire. He was dressed in a suit, one that fell down his body rather than worn on it and every line seemed sheer perfection. The coat accented his wide shoulders and slender waist, yet seemed not to take the tiniest bit away from the tightness of his torso that Rebecca knew looked sculpted from the softest, smoothest of woods. The jacket itself was a shade of gray that seemed not to contrast but match the hue of his skin, the radiance of his eyes and smooth fluiditity of his hair. His pants were of the same light gray, and his white shirt and darker tie instantly drew her gaze by its contrast to his throat, which right now Rebecca had an urge to kiss, bite and lick rather than go eat.

She shook her head in awe and turned to look at Richard, hoping to stifle her urges that they might leave the house sooner rather than later, which would not be possible if she gave in right now. How she had erred...

Richard was a sight to behold. The brown coloured jacket seemed a mix between his dark blonde hair, his paler skin and the deep blue eyes... and the effect was stunning. He looked like a caramel custard male dessert, the uses of which were not lost on Rebecca. His eyes were accented by a deeper blue tie, that left his eyes seemingly shimmering and the lighter hue of blue that was his shirt only added to the allure. The jacket and pants seemed to be made of satin, except they didn't shine, and Rebecca knew without needing to touch it that the feel would not be the same. The slickness and gloss would be non existant and instead it would have a slightly more rough texture, more akin to a mix of cotton and satin. Everything would have seemed out of place on anyone else, but on Richard, the darker pants, and tie with the lighter shirt and brown jacket seemed just perfect.

She turned to the side at a nod from Ereanis, convinced by the gaping mouth of Richard, and gasped at the sight of herself in the mirror. Her blond hair fell around her face in long thick curls, leaving her amber eyes glowing. Her skin seemed paler than usual in contrast with the deep red dress that sat so easily on her, matching her lips and fingernails in colour but halfway between in hue, being darker than the light red on her nails and lighter than her lips, but by oh so little. The dress fell from her neck, where it was held by a knot that left the long red streaks of cloth entwined in her hair, peeking out and hiding with every movement of her strawberry blonde mane. Her back was left bare, as were her shoulders and arms, the dress covering her front only to wrap around her a slight way above the lowest point of her back, so that when she sat, nothing embaressing would show. From there the dress fell loosely to her knees leaving her calves bare except for the straps of her heels that ran up her ankles to be bound just between the bottom of her calves and the tops of her ankles, leaving her comfortably secure in them. She looked up and gaped at Ereanis, speechless at the job he had done.

The sound of a chuckle dragged Richard's gaze from Rebecca to Ereanis. "One last thing," he said softly, smiled and bowed deeply, his braid falling forward. But it had barely touched the ground before it was flicked up, arching over Ereanis shoulder to fall at his back. Within the span of that moment there had been four additions made to Rebecca's and Richard's attires. Rebecca now wore ruby earings and the straps of her shoes had lengthened, curling up her legs in graceful circles to end at the juncture between her thighs. The straps were of soft and smooth leather, and rubbed across her legs as she moved, but stopped jut short of her pussy, resting instead, so very close that each movement seemed a self imposed tease. It also brought her attention to the fact that she had no panties on. Richard now wore a pair of wrist cuffs that were tastefully designed from something that seemed to be leather but was much rougher and fitted tightly around his wrists. They would be easly disguised as bracelets to those that chose not to acknowledge what they were. The last addition was made out of sight, but no less attention grasping for Richard. He wore a collar, of ancient leather and metal that lay nestled against the bottom of his throat, hidden behind the collar and tie. "Now let us go out and dine," murmured Ereanis softly as he walked forward to raise both his hands in either direction, one towards Richard and one towards Rebecca.

Richard was not very startled since he knew that they would hardly be picking up food, dressed as they were, but still held his doubts as to just how people might react to Ereanis and what questions might be directed his way. He kept his doubts to himself, realising that Ereanis would be very capable when it came to handling people, and kept faith that this night that was quickly approaching would be nothing short of specacular.

Each took a hand and the three shared a silent moment of contentment before heading for the door.

They reached Maddame Chi's safely and uneventfully, with Richard driving and Rebecca sitting behind him, occasionally reaching around to tease the man while Ereanis sat quietly and watched peacefully. The inevitable result came in the form of an erection that Richard could not hide and after finding parking, Ereanis offered a long, smooth and very red solution, the same red of Rebecca's dress.

"Richard," he said as they stepped out

of the car

, producing a red silk ribbon that had somehow appeared in the his hands, "do not move, and Rebecca, if you would be so kind as to reveal the cause of the man's agitation?"

Rebecca was startled and had not expected the glint in Ereanis' eye. She did not hesitate however, and after glancing around to ensure they were out of sight behind the cars and no one was on the street, gladly stepped in front of Richard to unbuckle his belt and drop Richard's pants, followed shortly by the boxers and underwear. Ereanis stepped forward with a smile as Rebecca turned towards him and took Richard's cock in his palm. First, he wrapped a length of silk gently around Richard's cock, just under the head, and then began to tighten it as he wound the rest around his shaft, moving lower and lower, the tightness increasing with each turn, until he reached the base. A rather mischeivous smile played on his lips as he leaned forward and wrapped the last length around his balls. Finally, he tied off the silk tightly, tightening it further and getting up. "Now slave, pull up your pants," he commanded Richard as a wide eyed, lust filled Rebecca watched.

Richard was already throbbing in his soft and silky prison, unable to get hard, held by the constricting bonds. His head swam for a moment as he bent over and saw just how well the silk would hold him, forcing him to be soft, but each spurt of arousal would not be fade as easily as it ordinarily might. The bonds served two purposes, he realised then, first, to keep him from getting hard, and second, to make sure each teasing touch would torment him for a little longer than it normally would. His heart pounded in his chest and his cock twitched involuntarily as it tried to find release. Pants up and buckled, they finally made their way into the restaurant, Rebecca holding onto Ereanis' arm and Richard following on Ereanis other side, very slightly behind, unable to make himself walk beside the two. He understood well that he was their slave, and despite love, affection and care, when it came to certain situations, he was meant to act like one. This, he thought to himself, definetely classified as one of those circumstances.

Maddame Chi's was a very high class restaurant in the city. It was new, having started its trade only a few months ago, and was known to offer privacy, good meals, cozy atmosphere's and very expensive and good service. This was due in no small part to the sheer volume of investments. It was fairly difficult to get a table without a reservations, but somehow neither Rebecca nor Richard were surprised when they were offered one immediately when Ereanis asked if they could find a table to dine at, that evening. The layout was a very interesting feature of the restaurant that appealed to people by and large. Upon entrance, one arrived at the kiosk and would be led inside once a reservation had been confirmed and would be asked to wait in the 'entertainment area'. This area was actually a vast room that had been modelled after its name sakes designed and still used in Japanese and some Chinese palaces and mansions. It was a chamber that had a depressed cetral area, much like an arena though more shallow, and comfortale seating all around. The center of the chamber was where performers did their shows, be it fire breathing, juggling, tarot card reading or even a few flying frying feats by some of the su-chef's. There were four doors at each of the four corners of the room, all leading to the dining area, that circled the entire room and which in turn was circled by a very large aquarium housing several marine animals from large rays to tiny shrimps and everything in between. A bar took up one side of the entertainment hall and extended into the dining area as well, different teams working on differrent side of the bar. The dining area itself was a marvel in design. Each table could seat up to twenty people when extended, and was enclosed by double sets of straw screens, adding a sense of privacy in what would otherwise be a large and open, vulnerably obvious seeming setting. Each table, and that table's chairs, was made from a different wood and different design, all hand picked to offer visually stimulating and comfortable seats. The service was nothing short of spectacular, with each table having at least one maitre'd, a minimum of two waiters and a maxmium of six. Of course, the prices corresponded with the scene and everything was rather expensive. Fortunately, when Rebecca had voiced her doubts in the car, Ereanis had merely smiled and told them that neither of the two would be paying. They did not understand what this meant, but wisely kept their doubts silent.

"I shall allow the both of you to order since I have little knowledge of the cuisine," said Ereanis, once they had settled in and the maitre'd had left them with the menu's and recommendations. Richard and Rebecca were only too glad to oblige given how hungry they were, and despite the large number of choices, they placed their orders fairly quickly. It wasn't long before they each nursed a glass of their liqour and began to talk about what lay next for them in their future.

"Well," said Ereanis after taking a sip of his wine and sitting back, "there are a lot of things to be done and just enough time to do it all in. I will show you these creatures soon, and then perhaps you will both have a clear idea of just what we are dealing with. In the meantime, I think it prudent that we better prepare ourselves." Ereanis stopped then, quickly noting their reactions and deciding how best to proceed. "Forget about money, because it is merely another material necessity and can be easily obtained."

"Maybe not," said Rebecca, frowning at the thought of just 'creating' money. She doubted the influx would be very noticeable or harmful to anyone or the economy iself, but did not think it wise despite that. After all couterfeiting was a practice that had a colourful history, littered with criminals who were sitting in prison cells sporting only two colours, those being black and white. Though, she finished the thought wryly looking at Ereanis, he probably would look perfectly colourful in prison drab.

Ereanis chuckled as he followed her thoughts. "I have already arranged for the money," he replied to her thoughts, "The next time you visit the bank you will find a bit more clarity on the subject." Ereanis raised a hand and smiled, silencing the two before they could protest and moving on. "Instead there are other things that need to be done. We will need a larger home and some other things that though important, will prove useless in the end unless we solve a larger problem."

Richard and Rebecca leaned forward as Ereanis sighed and took another sip of his wine.

"I will not pull the both of you into this war-" Ereanis began and was summarily silenced by Richard.

"What is the cost of failure?" he asked in a loud growl that cut off Ereanis voice as surely as a tap that had just been turned off. If a few drops of argument began to drip out, they stopped by the vicious jerk that Rebecca gave.

"You may be inhuman Ereanis but everyone can fail. Answer his question," she said in a cold tone looking at Ereanis in the eyes and not blinking.

"Too great..." murmured Ereanis as he glanced back and forth between the two and sighed before looking down. It was too great, indeed, he thought to himself, and the following mental image he sent to verify his point turned Richards face pale and caused Rebecca to growl and shake her head before taking a deep breath.

"Then ignore your stupidity of keeping us out," growled Richard after a few breaths.

"Agreed," continued Rebecca softly, "you cannot expect us to sit on the sidelines and watch. What would you do if we had changed places?" asked Rebecca softly and sat back watching Ereanis.

He was surprised, but not too much. He had long ago expected this and knew they would only be more insistent after he had shown them what lurked under the ground. Most people might not have been so, but they would be. He sat silently and marvelled at the two people glaring at him across the table. Unable to stop himself he chuckled and bowed his head in agreement. "As you will," he murmured as a sea of waiters wandered into the enclosure and inevitably ended the conversation for the three.

Ereanis' eyebrows raised ever so slightly at the sight of the food and rose further, impercetibly to most, but not Rebecca and Richard, as he felt a telltale twinge in his head. He turned and looked through the faces until his eyes met her. Rebecca and Richard, sensing his intrigue turned to follow Ereanis' line of sight.

He gazed at the woman as she smiled and handed a drink to a waiter from behind the bar. Ereanis didn't understand why he felt the mental tug. He frowned, and though he hated it, followed her thoughts back to her and in a moment, understood all too clearly. The chuckle told anyone who knew what had happened, that the intrusion had been worth it. He didn't like poking into the minds of others, since it seemed to him a way of cheating, a shortcut he was loath to take. It was always better to understand the person and get to know them, over time being able to read them just as old friends or lovers could read each other. This time, however, he realised that no amount of talking could have helped him. She was afire with need, the source of which was evident to him as a glowing ball of lust poured forth from her mind. This, he thought, would be a perfect time to show Rebecca and Richard a few other abilities.

"Watch," came the silent thought to both Rebecca and Richard. The voice was Ereanis' own, but echoed and was more substnatial as it ran through their minds. "Time is not a creation of human beliefs, but a scientifically proven result of certain actions. Thus, I cannot stop it since my control does not extend to the very worlds themselves. However," he went on in his communication to the bewildered couple in front of him, "since everything and every being on this world is of this world in one way or another, the Earth itself has a very high level of control over most of it. Certain perversions, less so, but as a rule, all things natural are at the every beck and call of Mother Nature, and her influence stretches farther than most would realise. She is a restful and quiet, secluded entity now, largely because so few have heeded her call in the past centuries. Now however, she will listen to mine." Having completed his mysterious explanation, Ereanis closed his eyes, and flexed his thoughts, pushed his requests outwards and communicated his desire. The world once again seemed to hold it breath for a few moments and this time Rebecca and Richard felt it more clearly. Time halted, people froze, or rather slowed down incredibly, and certain changes were made. They were imperceptible, no matter how sharp a person, but to those who had been allowed a glimpse into fate, it was fairly obvious. The exact changes themselves weren't often seen, but all three could now tell something very significant had changed and this night would end differently than had been expected. The mere fact that Rebecca and Richard had been included in the forging of this new timeline, only added to the significance and made Ereanis smile. He waited until the waiters had left before explaining further, aloud this time.

"It seems you have met approval at the hands of a true power," he chuckled softly at their confused and astounded looks. "The Earth itself has allowed you take part in a forging, one that though minor, is rare to experience and you have felt as I have felt the course of possibilities and probabilities shift. It means," he went on, noticing their continuing confusion, "that you will be able to hear the call of nature and even communicate, when there is a genuine need. A true gift." he finished, satisfied at the comprehension dawning on their faces.

"But... What... How..." stammered Rebecca as Richard's face went from confusion to unbridled awe, an ironically similar look to the amused Ereanis.

"Do not, as you humans are so fond of saying, look a gift horse in the mouth," he said laughing softly and instead proceeded to taste and sample a bit of everything on his plate, his eyes shining, not unlike those of young children who have just seen their letter to Santa Clause answered and find all they wanted under the christmas tree on the special day.

"What's going to happen?" asked Rebecca softly, taking her cue from Ereanis and pouncing on her beef with abandon, remembering just how hungry she was.

"It is yet to be revealed to us," said Ereanis with a shrug as he continued to eat. What he said was true, he knew, for things were never revealed openly. That knowledge was a ricky thing and could often change the course of actions altogether. No, he thought silently, things would be revealed, and opportunities presented to them. Whether those were taken or not, remained up to the trio. All they could do was be watchful and patient. Faith, he thought with a content sigh, was often a very common aspect of dealing with this world.

"So," broke in Richard a few minutes later after they'd all had time to digest, as much as possible, the surprising, albeit pleasant turn of events. "I understand that this purging," he went on, raising an eyebrow in question, wondering if the word was appropriate, "might be an elongated process. But what are our battle plans for now?" he asked. It wasn't that Richard was all too eager to move, but rather given the circumstances, and his experience in the military, he knew that once a goal had been set, sitting around and waiting for something to happen was often a lethal mistake. More than the loss of a tactical advantage in the form of a first strike, it was the drop in morale, boderline boredom, nerves and the idea of inaction that seemed to pose a larger pitfall. Though, he himself had no idea what to do, since he had no idea what they were dealing with in this case.

"I suppose we may relax tonight," said Ereanis, having already a relatively clear picture of how things should be progressing and well aware of Richard's concerns, "and can start tomorrow. Both of you should probably leave your jobs, or at the very least take some leave soon, since things will be moving along swiftly. I will show you what exactly we are dealing with tomorrow night. After that we will need a new home to act as our base. I confess that I am not sure how many others will inevitably get involved, since I hardly expected anyone to be so. Though now, I imagine there will be some allies. Go to your work tomorrow, and I shall have something more concrete when you return." he finished to nods from Richard and Rebecca. The truth was, he had already a clear idea of how things were about to be structured. People would join the fight, slowly and surely, and some would be sharing their new home.

Past times had been different, Ereanis thought silently as he reminisced. Sometimes 'his' people were chosen from birth, other times recruited. Always the process had taken exertion from Ereanis, exertion of his will and desires and then those strong enough, smart enough, brave enough would be chosen and in one way or another called to him. This time, it would take no effort from Ereanis, and instead situations simply present themselves to him for him to judge best. Perhaps it was Mother Nature's need that would create such instances. However, Ereanis thought it had more to do with the new world. True that in this day and age a lot had changed, and not a majority for the better. The changes did seem stark. Pollution was rife, greed and hunger for everything from drinkable water and edible foods, to money, power and glory had magnified beyond his expectations or imaginations. This naturally created its discord within him, but he found hope within the gray fog that seemed to have envelope this world. Because there were so many more people, there were so many more people who were passionate, who loved, hated, laughed and wept. Bravery was now more common as well as a host of other traits a person would need in order for the desire to help Ereanis at his task to manifest. One would not be able to help in that same way as another, and rarely ever had in Ereanis knowledge of the past, but everyone who found warmth and comfort in the trio's company, would help and risk everything, to save their loved ones.

"You're not thinking to be doing nothing silly without us, now are you?" came Rebecca's voice, startling Ereanis from his thoughts. Looking down, he smiled at the fork of vegetables hovering close to his mouth, and realised he had forgotten to eat. Chuckling and shaking his head, he finished the forful.

"No. I was merely reminding myself how very easily people band together when calamity approaches, never swiftly enough to ruin this world." he said cryptically. "On to other pleasurable topics," he smiled as he pushed back his chair and rose gracefully from the table, "Why don't you accompany me to men's room Richard?"

Richard, eyes wide glanced at Rebecca, who merely smiled a bit broader, a tad bit wickedly, and patted his thigh lingeringly, before nodding and getting up mumbling, "Sure..."

Ereanis pushed a screen aside and smiled at Richard as he brushed past, and followed him out, closing the screen behind him. The restroom's were not very far and instead of the ordinary stalls, were in fact well ventilated and roomy, well rooms. They were also unisex. There were five such rooms, accessible through doors from the inside of what seemed to be a large plush living room, where someone could wait for their turn should it be a busy night and all the rooms full. The lavatory's themselves were rather large, each one being circular, with a diameter of a little under twelve feet. Each had a large sink, two large floor to ceiling mirrors on opposite sides of the wall, and a commode. Everything was tastefully done in subtly veined marble and smooth silver fixtures. The two men entered the sitting area and Ereanis smiled as they past a man who was leaving. The stranger smiled back and continued on his way back to his table. Richard was a bit perturbed and nervous himself to smile at anyone. His surprise incereased when Ereanis gripped his upper arm and stopped him dead in his tracks, and spoke clearly in a soft voice, "Slaves crawl, Richard. Crawl behind their owners." Richard could hardly stop the heavy gasp that left his chest and only dropped to his knees, finding no other reponse that seemed apt.

Ereanis himself smiled inwardly. The opportunity had already arrived, and he had made sure his voice was just loud enough to be heard. Silently chuckling at the state the man was about to be in, he walked towards the door on his right, opened it and stepped back to watch the slave crawl through. Once Richard was in, he closed the door sharply, not bothering to lock it, a fact that made Richard bite his lips and look down, something that Ereanis saw and knew signalled the man's helpless state of arousal.

"Get up," commanded Ereanis.

Richard stood slowly, his knees weak and goosebumps breaking out all over his body. His cock throbbed and twitched uncontrollably, still bound in the silk, and Ereanis felt only lust pour forth from Richard and knew that the inability of his cock to become erect was a turn on, on so many levels to the man. The domination implied, the forcefulness of the bonds, the humiliation of being tied to remain soft, the pain of the throbbing... all were quickly turning Richard into a helpless little slave. Ereanis relished it all as he stepped closer to the man and circled him, stopping behind the shivering man after one complete circle and then some to whisper, "Strip."

Richard could do naught but comply, a heat filled moan escaping his lips as he took off his jacket, loosened his tie and unbottoned the shirt.

"Sit on the floor and take of the rest," Said Ereanis, and again a moan escaped Richard's lips. Once he was completely nude, except for the red silk that stood out wonderfully and obviously, not unlike the bow on a gift wrapped present, Ereanis issued his next command. "Close your eyes." he said, and shortly after obeying, Richard felt a thick cloth bound over his eyes. "Hands behind your head

, legs together and stay like that." ordered Ereanis as he stepped towards the door.

Richard couldn't see, but he heard the door open and then close. Heart racing, head spinning, he moaned softly, not wanting to disobey Ereanis but wondering how it would look to someone who walked in. The doors couldn't be locked from the outside and he knew it. His arousal soared, and it took more effort than he had imagined to keep his trembling legs under him. His cock twitched uncontrollably and his mouth stayed open, small gasps of breath escaping his lips as he shivered, wondering when Ereanis would come back.

"I have left a present for you to indulge in," said Ereanis as he walked into their enclosure again. Normally, Ereanis might have had to worry about someone stepping in on Richard. Fortunately he was not normal and had actually used a bit of magic to ensure that anyone who tried to open the door would find it locked, in a way that no key could open. He smiled as Rebecca frowned at him, and told her which bathroom it was, and sat back smiling. "I will join you two shortly," he said in a voice that promised so much without the words ever have been spoken.

Rebecca got up on shaky legs and marvelled at the turn of events as she left for the washroom. Two days ago, she had finally worked up the courage to do something with Richard. It had merely been a testing of the waters, and now she was heading to a restroom to use her 'slave'. She had no illusions and knew that when it came to things honesty, honour and such other commendable traits, there were many people more deserving of her fortunes despite all her hard times and good intentions. Not that she wasn't particularly good and didn't deserve them, but rather that she was surprised and saw so many others who would be more deserving. She shrugged as she reached the door and taking a deep breath, opened it. Perhaps you are inhibited by your own perceptions and self, came a thought from Ereanis and she found herself sighing as she stepped in. Perhaps he was right. Maybe it was merely a perceptional bias, one that any person might have. Rebecca, however stopped caring the minute she closed the door and turned around. Richard was shaking, shivering where he stood, his breathing hoarse and cock twitching in its bonds.

He heard the door open and his heart went into overdrive. The thought that he had been caught, lodged itself into his mind and he fought desperately to try and hide his arousal and yet stay still, making no move to remove the blindfold. It was then that he realised that this might indeed be a test. Ereanis would need no such thing, nor for that matter would Rebecca. It was a test of himself and for himself, to see if he could trust and rely on his new found lovers. In a relationship that relied so very highly on trust and faith, Richard knew in the instant after the door closed, that he could do naught but trust the two new and dear people in his life. So he stood, fighting for control, now against desire and need that tore through his body.

She couldn't believe how much the sight of him affected her, and how quickly... she had not been thinking of sex, but was suddenly dripping with need, and knew that the top straps near her pussy were already busy absorbing her seeping fluids. Shaking her head, and stepping forward, her eyes watched the central line of his body for any telltale movement, and caught everything, the sharp intake of breath at the sound of her heels, the twitch of his cock and bottom when she stepped close enough for him to smell her perfume, the clench of his stomach when she let one nail drag across a nipple, and relished it all.

Richard knew that whoever was in front of him, was female, and initially he thought of Rebecca. This immediately changed as his next thought drove a point home. It could be anyone and he would not know. A moan escaped his lips and logic left his mind at the thought. He could no longer think and hence could not tell it was Rebecca. Until, her voice spoke into his ear.

"Such a horny little slave." she said. Rebecca nearly purred at his reactions to her and the moan that escape his lips. She stood at his back and slid one nail between his legs, sliding the digit across that smooth, soft skin between his thighs. His body was covered in goosebumps and she knew he was in pain from the constant twitching of his cock. Her smile took on a darker light as her other hand went around his chest and her nails dug into one nipple, pinching and twisting it hard enough to sting but still feel good to the highly aroused Richard. The responding moan, louder this time, brought a chuckle from her lips. "Well, let's see you earn a reward or punishment my horny little cum making slave." she purred, punctuating each word word with a little firmer and firmer squeeze on his nipples and balls, that left Richard gasping and moaning uncontrollably for her.

*****

Ereanis felt her walk towards their enclosure. He could nearly taste her, so strong was her lust. Thus, he wasn't surprised when she stepped in and bent over the his lap, purposely trying to entice him as she took his empty wine glass. He was even slightly amused when, disappointed at his lack of an overt reaction, turned in the same position to give him an unhibited view of her tight bottom as she reached across the table to take Rebecca's and Richard's abandoned drinks as well.

"Would you like a second, Sir?" she asked softly, standing up beside him and turning her face to his, her voice breathy as she felt her desire soar at the sight of his smile. It was easily the most stunning smile she had seen and her already moist panties turned quickly into a sopping mess. Eyes the colour of a mist enshrouded field of the greenest grass captured her gaze as effortlessly as his hands could hold her in place. Suddenly she was aware of the most minute sensations, her heart thudding in her chest, the feel of the dress across her thighs, her bra under her top, the tickle of a stray strand of hair at the base of her neck and so much more. Yet, she was oblivious to sounds outside of thee enclosure, the thought of being surrounded by so many people, so close, did not even enter her mind.

Ereanis gazed at her, drinking in her appearance. She was rather beautiful. A poster girl for British breeding, her hair hung in a long very light blonde, nearly whitish, braid that fell nearly as low as Erenis'. Her eyes sparkled in a light blue hue and matched her hair and fair complexion easily. She was well built, being far from skinny or fat, but with just enough meat on her bones to accent each curve and arch of her body. Her lips were a pale pink, and the slight lipstick she had applied did not change their colour or tone, but merely ensured they were a bit more visible. They seemed moist, given her state and glistened a bit. The rest of her was fairly similarly fabulous, right down to her manicured and pedicured toe nails, Ereanis knew without seeing.

"A name would be much appreciated. Mine is Ereanis," he said, not moving, not breaking the gaze and content to watch the woman's arousal steadily and rapidly incerease.

"Chelsea," she breathed, fighting back the urge to moan. 'What on Earth was going on?' she wondered silently to herself as the first of her juices began to slide down her thighs. She had been aroused all day, but this was hardly even close to that. Chelsea had spent most of the morning at home, teasing herself to the brink of orgasm, stopping just short and forcing herself down, initially with some harsh nipple play, spanking and pussy slapping. Soon, however these proved to be very large turn ons as her pain and pleasure centers got jumbled. It had been a task she had been commanded to do by one of her friends from her classes at the local university. She had seen Ereanis and Richard wander into the restrooms and then Rebecca follow shortly after Ereanis returned. Fairly sure that it could be a harmless coincidence, and well aware of both the possibilities and likelihood of it, felt more certain that there was something else going on. Had she known that her emotions had been brought more clearly and distinctly to the surface, her arousal now soaring, due to the innate effect of being close to Ereanis, she might have realised just how right she was in her thinking and would have guessed the outcome of this night fairly easily. She did not however and so merely stood in a pool of her lust, her juices now visible and glistening as the made their way down to her knees, her skin burning with heat, nipples hard and heart pounding.

Ereanis, dipping into her thoughts, saw quickly both the possibilities of disaster in that relationship and the realization as well as inability for Chelsea to refuse her friend. In the span of a second he knew that her submission to him would be a healthy experience and help her to gain a better perspective on herself and her desires. So it was with a clear conscience that Ereanis pushed his chair a bit farther back from the table, raised a hand to the trembling woman and said, "A lovely name. To answer your question, no, I wouldn't like a second. Why would I, when there is a first so obviously ready and wanting before me?"

Chelsea's knees nearly buckled. His voice had been sweet ennough to cause her to melt, but his tone this time stirred her submissive side and brought it screaming to the surface. She would have cum with only a word, so aroused was she. Instead, unable to speak and thoroughly flustered, the desire to 'serve' Ereanis bringing moans to her throat that she had to fight back, she stepped forward and took his hands. Whispered words of "Yes Sir," left her lips and she found herself, unsurprisingly going to her knees before the man, guided by his hand. She needed no urging or directions and was fumbling at his pants within moments, pulling out his cock, just as one last coherent thought sent all logic and reason from her mind.

The thought that she was on her knees before a man, sucking his cock, and anyone from the owner to a fellow waiter might walk in. The response the thought evoked would have been louder had she not fallen on the large thick shaft that stood up from the strangers pants, and instead only a muffled moan escaped and a second when Ereanis grabbed her hands and held them together in his own, forcing her to use only her head to help her in her task.

*****

Richard couldn't breathe. His heart pounded as he tried, helplessly and involuntarily, to moan, but no sound escaped from his lips. Instead his body only jerked, each muscle pulling taught in helpless involuntarily spasms as a pleasure and pain ruppled through him in great crashing waves.

Rebecca had long ago taken off his blindfold. In fact it was one of her first actions, preceeded by a kiss. She had smirked at the man before moving to turn him and stand behind him, while he then faced the mirror. A few kisses and touches later. "Watch you slutty slave, watch your own cock twitch with lust," her commanded in soft, taunting tones. He could not disobey and watched as she wrapped her hands around, showing him how each touch to different parts of his body, affected him differently. The first has been a wet kiss just under his jaw, againt his neck. She had purred at his moan, and proceeded then to use her hands, pushing one finger into his mouth and then a second, moving them in and out whispering, "Why don't you suck them, slave boy? Go on, you know you want to suck them. After all, you're so good at sucking cock," she had finished, the last line sending waves of lust through him. His cheeks developed a rosy blush, and his cock throbbed and twitched. However, his desperate desires for relief and humiliation forced a moan out from deep in his throat and he found his eyes closed. In that instant, Rebecca's other hand flashed out behind her and landed loudly and firmly on his ass. He had actually not enjoyed the sensation of burning spreading quickly over his right cheek, since she had hit him with all she had, and Rebecca's visits to the gym had ensured she had her fair share.

"Slut!" she had demanded, letting him go and stepping back. "I did not tell you to stop. Bend over the sink," she ordered with a wicked glint in her eye and stood beide it, ensuring that his legs were spread with a kick of her foot, placing his hands against the wall and forcing his head down. "Count," she said, just when her hand flew down at the other, unsmacked, cheek. The slap was loud and echoed around the chamber, resonating, as Richard yelped and said shakily, "One." Fire crept down his legs and up his stomach, the sting flaring and the flaring again once the next blow had fallen, back on his still stinging right cheek. This time the throb lasted and did not diminish, not even when the fourth landed, and only added to his torment. True to her word, she had completed the twenty.

Rebecca was rather certain that she had exerted herself in the spanking as she gently stroked Richard's bottom, but she was equally sure he could take it. Never had twenty strikes hit more accurately on the identical two spots, and never had she thought just twenty would be enough to leave someone's bottom severely damaged. Though she was sure from the angry glow of Richard's skin, her twenty had been an effective punishment and he was not very happy by the actual sensations. She turned on the taps near Richard's head, startling him and jerking his head up, so lost was he in lust and pain, sinking so quickly back into sub space. She understood why, and hoped Ereanis would join them soon. She did not, she realised, have much alone time with Richard, and despite being comfortable in sharing him with Ereanis wanted some. It was clear though that Ereanis with his innate abilities would complete the lust she planned to ignite in the man tonight. If she should give him her orgasm now, a necessity considering the state of his penis, she would hardly have had a satisfactory session. "That's a good slave," she cooed as she ran warm hands over his ass, gently rubbing and stroking them, blowing cool air upon them, all the while noting the content smile of a slave with knowledge of his mistake, having been disciplined, and understanding that his ownership was real and not some temporary fancy.

"Thank you for disciplining your slave Mistress, and he is very sorry to have disappointed you," said Richard, truly meaning the words.

"Good boy," she murmured softly when she was finished. "I suppose I shouldn't let you cum since you misbehaved," she said in an off-handed manner that tightened Richard's gut visibly, much to Rbecca's delight. "But, you've taken your punishment well, so I think 'some' sort of reward is due. Stand up pet," came her next command, immediately obeyed, and with a hand around his wrapped dick, she led him to the mirrors yet again. This time though, she pushed him to his knees, and pulled her dress up. "Do you like your Mistress' pussy?" the question accentd by a heeled foot resting on his shoulder, her fingers pulling aide her labia to reveal the source of moisture trailing down her thighs.

"Yes Mistress," came Richard's breath and hoarse reply.

"Do you want to kiss and lick it slave?" she asked coyly, a finger now running a soft circle around her opening, her eyes misting over with lust at the sound of Richards desperate moan. The digit circled slowly, enticing throbs that sent more fluids trailing down her thighs, her clit now visible, poking out from it sheath to quiver and throb in Richard's face.

Richard felt his body burn, everything from his fingers to toes aglow with heat, at the sight before him. The smell reached his nose distinctly, the musty aroma, tinged with a natural sweetness and the headiness of her perfume was leaving his throat dry and forcing gasps and moans from him. How he loved this feeling, he thought to himself. The knowledge that she was teasing him, taunting him by rubbing herself, pushing herself so agonisingly slowly towards a climax, without letting him touch, let alone kiss her, drove logic from his head in a wave of desire.

"OOOoooo... does the slave want a lick?" she purred as she held up one finger, coated in a sheen of her fluids, above his head. A push of her leg sent Richard onto his back, her dressing falling down as she stood once again on two feet, and walked around him. She smiled as she circled him, watching his dilated pupils following her digit. Finally, lowering herself in a crouch, she gently got on her knees and began a slow seductive sway up from his feet. "Or perhaps the slave would like something else," she purred, her breath playing over his thighs as her smile turned more seductive and her finger began to rub the tip of his cock.

Richard moaned, long and loud, knowing that his cum was building from the telltale sparks of pleasure that shot through his head. He couldn't think anymore, the capability having long been lost to him, and was in subspace.

Rebecca slid her moist finger lower and eased into Richard's clutching tunnel, feeling his muscles clutching at him, desperately clenching and tightening around her finger, his need to cum overpowering the helpless man. Of course, he would have an orgasm, though perhaps he might not be cumming anytime soon, thought Rebecca with a silent and wicked chuckle, her finger gently beginning to move in and out of him. Any stranger might have thought that Richard was in the throes of a mind blowing orgasm even then, but Rebecca knew him a bit better and was well aware that he was not quite there yet. She smiled as she turned around and slid her dress up with one hand until her pussy was accessible. Then, carefully, she lowered herself onto Richard, ensuring that her pussy pressed his burning cock into his stomach, and began to grind herself gently on it.

"OOOOOHHHHH!!!" came Richard's helpless moan as he twitched and writhed under her, his own actions only arousing her more. The result was fairly obvious since her pussy began to leak more fluids onto his cock and the finger in his ass, now turned into two, thrusting a bit harder. He couldn't think much, though, and found himself speechless, breathless, unable to think and at her complete mercy.

Rebecca felt the first orgasm building in her slave and began to slide herself across his still limp, albeit aroused, cock. Her clit rubbing the silk bonds sent sparks of pleasure up her spine and the feeling of the helpless man's jerks under her only added to the pleasure. She felt the first moan of pleasure building in her throat and stopped, knowing that if she pushed much farther, she could expect some serious damage to Richard. He might still enjoy it since the pleasure nearly over rode the pain, but she did not want to have him hurt too seriously and decided on caution as she stood.

"Get up, slave!" she commanded as she stood and walked over to the mirror, adjusting her dress and making sure she looked acceptable.

Richard forced his concentration back to normal, gasping with the effort and groaning, trying to assemble some train of thought. It helped that all touching had stopped and Rebecca's voice was jut loud enogh and firm enough to cut through his lust filled daze. Of course, with that came the throbbing and burning in his cock from the desperate need for release, but he stood, on shaky legs, heaving for breath and eyes still glazed.

Then Ereanis walked in, silently but with a noticeable effect.

Ereanis smiled as he entered. He had debated bringing the woman along, and had sifted through a few of her thoughts to ascertain that she would be neither offended nor frightened by the state he could feel Richard in. Finding no such likely objections, he had been more than glad to bring her along. Of course, he would give Rebecca and Richard a bit of time of their own, and so found himself content to resume watching Chelsea suck hungrily on his member. Unfortunately for the poor woman, she did not know the perfect control Ereanis had over his own orgasms and found herself desperately wet and hungry for his cum, that refused to come out. Ereanis followed her desires easily enough and quickly seeing where her thoughts were leading her, insecurity central, lifted her chin with his free hand and thoroughly kissed her. She had been startled, true, but all thoughts flew from her mind and when she found herself pulled up and easily carried to an empty chair, offered no protests, only making helpless whimpers and moans into Ereanis' mouth, ones that he hungrily ate up.

And so she found herself gagged with a napkin as orgasm after orgasm crashed through her minutes later, Ereanis mouth fastened to her mons and fingers buried deep inside her, twisting and stroking her to climax after climax. So skilled was he, that had he not been ready to swallow her cum, she would have had a problem explaining the spill of water on the floor. Of course, the spill of water was hardly that, and instead was the first time someone had made her squirt, let alone so soon and so hard.

Ereanis had absorbed much of her lusts, but he could tell the poor woman would take a minute to come down from orbit, enough for his next actions and spent the last minute or so stroking and cooing to her, feeling content to sit there without doing anything else. Once she was presentable again, he asked her to show him to the washrooms, and despite, or because of that mischeivous glint in his eyes, Chelsea had agreed. Now as she stepped in behind Ereanis, she began to wonder just what these people were.

Rebecca smiled at Ereanis' appearance, with warmth and curiousity both, as she noticed he had brought his guest. Chelsea was standing, barely, beside Ereanis, her breath hot and heavy, trying and failing to overcome the powerful waves of lust at the sight of Rebecca casually turning from the mirror to smile at her, while Richard stood, naked except for his bonds.

"This is Chelsea. Chelsea, I'd like for you to meet Rebecca and Richard." said Ereanis with a smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Chelsea," said Rebecca, stepping forward to look closer at the blue eyes woman and smiling rather more warmly.

"Richard is a bit tied up, pre-occupied if you will," murmured Ereanis as he strode towards the man. It was plain to see that Richard was still fighting to control his breathing and words would be impossible for the moment. But the sound of his name coming from Ereanis lips brought a measure of calm upon the man. Not a lot, but enough for him to realise there was someone knew in the room and that he should probalby greet them. He had neither the time nor the ability, for Ereanis was now standing in front of him. A hand flashed out and grabbed his hair, twisting him around, forcing Richard from his feet as another hand grabbed his neck. He was not surprised at the ease with which he was fastened in Ereanis' grip, but found the action itself startling and gained even more of his ability to think after the rush of surprise washed over him. Ereanis, though had no intention of letting the man he held loose too much of his arousal. "You see," he said turning Richard around and holding the wide eyed Richard against his own body as easily as if he were a little child, "The combination of a particularly interesting form of bondage and some lovely teasing by Rebecca, has left him in a state where his speech is restricted to moans."

Chelsea couldn't believe these people. She knew this wasn't exactly rape, since they had come in smiling and enjoying themselves. Even now Richard's eyes were glazing with lust as she let her eyes roam his body hungrily. Chelsea had never really understood what being dominated, and what submission meant. One day she had been at a friends house and while checking her mail on his computer, come across some interesting bookmarks. Oddly enough, though they scared her, she found herself more curious about it than anything else. But without guidance and having rushed a bit too quickly into everything, she found herself only partially satisfied. She enjoyed being used hard by her dominant 'girlfriend' but it seemed more like she was a toy, used and carefully put back in its drawer. There was little attention and tenderness that she had recieved from her friend, other than in the days of courtship. She had been genuinely hurt when Carrie had told her that she could do whwatever she wished, and that the relationship could hardly be expected to be exclusive. No, Ereanis thought, having easily followed her thoughts, this woman was not being loved, or even much cared for, and deserved better. However, Chelsea's logic and thought process left her when she felt Rebecca's hands hold her own. Suddenly she was very aware of the woman standing behind her, breasts pressed into her back and legs to hers.

"Perhaps you would like a closer look?" murmured Ereanis. He stepped forward and carried Richard effortlessly along with him.

Richard couldn't believe he was being put on display. Like some sort of pet to be proudly displayed before guests. The thought twisted his gut with lust and forced a moan form his throat. He knew his cock was twitching but couldn't do a thing about it. Instead he could only moan louder.

"Richard loves to be helpless and forced on display," whispered Rebecca eductively in Chelsea's ear. "See the way his cock is twitching? He's got so much cum built up, just waiting to squirt it out. If he's good, we might just let him later on. Why don't you help him?" Chelsea, couldn't have lifted her arms to do a thing, but Rebecca held them in her and guided them to Richard's flaccid penis.

Ereanis smiled at the feel of Richard quivering, shivering and whimpering helplessly as he was felt over and explored. Turning his gaze back to the two women he watched in content as Rebecca continued murmuring pointers and advice into Chelsea's ear, her hands now sliding up and down the blue eyed beauty's body.

Chelsea's hand seemed to move of its own will. She was barely conscious of the fact that she was gently rubbing and trying to stroke the cock to life, eliciting whimpers and gasps in response. On the other hand, she was fully aware of the hands teasing her, sliding up her thighs and around her breasts, brush the nape of her neck and settling on her waist, thumbs moving in small circles high on her bottom.

"Enough," commanded Ereanis, his voice suddenly forceful, enogh so that not only did Chelsea stop, but involuntarily, so did Rebecca, chuckling to herself at the ability of Ereanis to command in a voice so strongly that other's had litle option but to obey. "He has been this way for a long time and it will be damaging if you go farther," he said in a softer voice to Chelsea. "When do you get off work?" he asked.

Chelsea had to take a breath to refocus. It was difficult when all she wanted to do right now was get on her knees and say 'Yes Master' to any and everything that came out of Ereanis mouth. That voice that had stopped Rebecca had left a wet, dribbling and messy present for Chelsea within the confines of her panties. "After half an hour," she managed to stammer out.

"Then meet us at the front door. We should have finished our meals by then," murmured Rebecca, completing the words by placing a soft kiss on the unsteady Chelsea's neck.

"Ok," was all she managed to say, and shakily left.

"Rebecca, help me get Richard dressed," came Ereanis voice after Chelsea had gone and together, the two of them began to dress the man. It took a few minutes before they were all presentable, and left the washrooms to head back to their table.

The table had been cleared and their waiters reaedy with dessert menu's. No one had noticed what had happened between the trio, and aside from a few curious glances at all three making their way back towards the table, no one paid them any attention. Rebecca was uncertain how much of this was caused by Ereanis, and how much by something else. Shaking her head resolutely she could only sigh in amusement as they took their seats and comforted Richard, calming the man, before they began to order.

Richard found that each touch brought him back to reality, and as before, brough with it the aches and pains. Smiling softly in contentment, he sighed happily, pressed and propped between Ereani and Rebecca. It took some time, but after a bit, what the waiters had assumed was his drunk as a skunk appearance, faded and he was himself, albeit a bit sore, once more. That too vanished halfway through dessert as Ereanis smiled a bit and alleviated some of the man's discomfort. It seemed true thievery to rob the man of all the pain, since he enjoyed some of his aches, and so Ereanis left just enough to keep him happily throbbing away.

Dessert finished shortly after with little sexual innuendo, all three craving th sugar and Ereanis being the only one who savoured each bite, yet seemed to put away more than the both of them. To the raised eyebrows and amused looks, he only shrugged and said, "Well, I may not need food to sustain myself, but it is a source of energy and sometimes it does bode well for those around that I do feed of them." He finished with a chuckle as Rebecca glanced at a confsued Richard, knowing full well how exhausted the man was and could easily guess that it would not be wise for him to expend himself anymore. Soon though, dessert was over and all three made their way curiously to the reception area. Rebecca and Richard were disappointed, not being able to find Chelsea, but Ereanis only smiled. He knew exactly where she was. They saw her on their way to the car, huddled in her coat, glancing around nervously, her hands tucked into the pockets.

"We're glad to see you here," murmured Ereanis, his voice carrying easily on the quiet, cold air of the winter night.

Chelsea hadn't been sure she wanted to come. A flood of emotions had assaulted her once she had left. She had done so many things that were so obviously inacceptable in her work place, that they were not even in any of the guidelines, she was sure. Yet, she felt no wrong and instead sensed a place for herself. It seemed more than a bit odd because not only for the fact that she knew these people, but for the more important reason that despite the very clear lack of knowledge, she found her current relationship to be what it was. A facade, albeit a passionate one, between two people who only wanted mutual gain and didn't care beyond the basic politeness for each other. When was the last time she had been held as she drifted to sleep? When was the last time she had wanted to kneel, nude and face down in the bedroom, toys in outstretched arms, simply because she felt like it? There was no sorrow, only a mild anger at herself for allowing such a blatant abuse of herself. Why not explore these feelings that seemed to have intwined themselves into her heart so deeply? So it was with trepidition, nervousness and a bit more than slight excitement, that she stood beside their car. It wasn't hard to figure out which one it was. All it took was a question to the doorman on her way to collect her coat.

"I'm not sure what you're wanting..." she began in a slight voice, unsure of how to proceed.

"I assure you, you're free to leave whenever you like, and we have nothing harmful planned." said Rebecca, softly, her face serious as she quickly stepped forward to hold Rebecca's arms and comfort her. She might not have been as adept at thought reading, but she knew, somehow, that this woman was an emotional mess in her current state. Ereanis, it seemed would not be able to draw on them as he might have with others, she realised quickly and smiled inwardly, as the proof of his care and attention to people showed through in that one very simple fact.

"Ok," she mumbled softly, looking up into Rebecca's face and finding nothing but tenderness in those amber orbs.

"Let us be on our way then," said a smiling Ereanis, and they all piled into the car. They sat in the same way they had come, and Chelsea joined Rebecca in the back. The drive was more enjoyable and less uncomfortable than expected by the barmaid, with all four of the people within the car, discussing and talking about their jobs and hobbies. Chelsea, felt more and more at ease and was soon even smiling and joking.

"So, you're both working at the same office?" she asked softly as the conversation flowed.

"Pretty much, though we might be leaving soon." answered Rebecca.

"Oh? How come?" asked Chelsea curiously. They seemed a bit young for retirement and she hoped they were not moving.

"Well," began Rebecca wondering how to put it diplomatically. She was saved by Ereanis.

"I have offered to employ them for performing considerably more rewarding tasks," said Ereanis matter of factly.

Chelsea had her doubts. What kind of employer maintained such 'close' relationships with their employees?

"Don't worry," Richard said, grinning and a chuckle escaping his mouth as he saw her facial expression in the rear view mirror. "We'd have done that bit for free. But he does have a few jobs for us and they are more rewarding. You get tired of working in one place for too long. I suppose Rebecca and myself needed a challenge. We're home," he said as he pulled into Rebecca's garage. A button from her remote sent the door open and the darkness, suddenly seemed to Chelsea to jolt the sexual tension into the air.

They all got out of the car and entered the main house quickly. The night was a bit chillier than usual and none really wanted to stay out for too long, though Ereanis didn't seem to mind in the least. Chelsea was just beginning to have her first doubts when Rebecca spoke.

"Get up stairs, strip off and come back down immediately slave," she commanded, her voice as hard as stone. Richard was quick to obey.

"Yes Mistress," he murmured and head upstairs swiftly.

"Why don't we have a little chat while he comes back down?" asked Rebecca as she took Chelsea's coat and they made their way into the foyer.

"Sure," mumbled Chelsea.

Ereanis led the way and guided Chelsea to the sofa, perching himself on the single seater to the side, leaving the place beside her free for Rebecca. Once they were all seated, Ereanis spoke. "I do not know your history," he began, "but I know that you are not truly happy. Here, we share each other and have no qualms about enjoying each other. I would advise you to affirm to yourself and to us where you stand, even if for no longer than the duration of this night." he said softly. "We would like for you to enjoy yourself and that would be a passing fancy if you are unable to do so. After this night we can decide which path we wish to follow and how best to help you on yours." he finished tenderly.

"I don't know where this might be leading to," began Chelsea, her confusion decreasing with each word and surety growing in her mind. "But I want to ... " she paused, suddenly unable to speak and a blush creeping up her cheeks.

"Submit?" asked rebecca silently from beside her, and after recieving a grateful nod, went on. "Well that shouldn't be a problem, dear. But slaves do not wear clothes in this house, unless directed by us."

Chelsea's stomach twisted and she couldn't stop the words, "Yes Mistress," from escaping her lips. She stood quickly and began fumbling about her dress, when an amused Ereanis stopped her.

"Stop Chelsea. Why don't we wait for Richard?" he asked with an inflection to his tone that sent shivers down the woman's back.

As if on cue, Richard stepped into the foyer and dropped to his hands and knees. He could already feel the desire rising quickly in the room and walked to the center to stand beside Chelsea. He was nude, except for the ribbon that was still wrapped around his, once more throbbing, cock.

"Richard dear," murmured Rebecca, standing up and moving towards Ereanis, taking a new seat in his lap, "be a darl and undress Chelsea, would you?" she asked softly, dismissing them and nuzzling against Ereanis' cheek. She was already rather aroused at the sight of Richard, and her dismissal of them with a turn of her head, sent a moan out of Chelsea's lips, that she had so wickedly failed to hide.

Who were these people, she wondered to herself. Just that one dismissal of Rebecca's so she could cuddle with Ereanis, as though she wasn't interested in her sent shivers down her spine. Chelsea hadn't ever really come across the fetish known commonly as objectification. Thus, she had no label for her reaction to the seemingly unobtrusive and subtle, yet very significant act that Rebecca had performed. Her face flushed and breathing heavy, she could only stay still as Richard began to carefully take off her clothes.

As though he wasn't aroused enough, the restrained man found himself throbbing and twitching helplessly as he began to remove her clothing. He started with her shoes, unstrapping both of the small sensible heels and then gently pulling of one and then the other, only pausing to assure her that she could use his back for support. Next he took off the skirt, gently unzipping it from the side and slipping it to her ankles, where he bent to remove it from her ankles, putting every ounce of his servitude and concentration on his assigned task. Not only did he want to perform well and avoid showing too obvious signs of pleasure since those hurt, but he also wanted to show Chelsea with his actions that this was truly a safe place. He had gotten the message from Ereanis while he was upstairs changing that the girl needed to be dealt with caution, due to 'certain circumstances' in her past. Being an obediant slave, he neither questioned the observation nor doubted the need for the measure of control and care and did what he did best. Obeyed.

As he continued by taking off the shirt next and then the bra, he marvelled at how aroused the woman was. Her chest heaved and her eyes, when they met him after he stepped behind to unhook the bra and slip it off first one arm and then the other, were filled with desperation. She nearly loved the treatment as much as he did, and the decisiveness of each action only made her lust soar higher. Finally it was time for her panties, and though the smell had been reaching him already, the sweet, musky aroma brought a shiver to Richard's spine and made him force his eyes close due to the pain of his now frantic and unaviodable twitching cock. He had an urge to smell and taste them and fought it down, hands shaking as he pulled them down, letting Chelsea step out of them.

Rebecca had not been watching, and neither had Ereanis, but both felt the waves of lust soar as the panties came off and even to someone standing across the room, the smell would have been rather obvious. So it was with a smile that Ereanis and Rebecca escaped a soft delicate kiss, sharing the moment of calm before the storm, so to speak.

"Richard," commanded Ereanis, his tone making the man shudder, but with nothing close to repugnance, "Go and put her clothes away in the bedroom and hurry down."

"Yes Master," he said, and scurried off, leaving Chelsea standing nude and shivering, her juices flowing uninhibited down her thighs.

Rebecca smiled wickedly as she continued to kiss Ereanis, still ignoring the woman purposely, her hands wandering under Ereanis shirt as his own opened her dress. Desire welled in the woman and it took a rather large amount of effort not to straddle Ereanis and grind herself against his thigh while his tongue roved her mouth. Fortunately, Ereanis chuckled and removed the temptation by guiding ehr to her feet before him. She took the distraction gladly, and stood, immediately causing the dress to fall down her body, its smooth texture offering no grip and now unsupported by the measly length of cloth around her neck. With no undies of any kind on, she was nude, except for the heels, which she decided to keep. After all, the straps would ensure they complimented her skin nicely and the entire get up would be rather... right, she finished with a wicked mental chuckle. Instead she took off the earings and walked casually over to put them away in a side table across the sitting area, on the other side of the couch.

Richard stepped in just as she was straightened and caught the look in her eye. A long night, he thought silently to himself, already having familiarised himself with that particular look, a very long and very 'hard' night in more ways than one.

"Richard, you bad boy." she purred, crooking one finger to beckon him to her, "Look what you made me do? A Mistress should not have to undress herself, now should she?" Promptly grabbing his hair and twisting his head back as he got close enough, she forced him to his knees.

"No Mistress. Sorry mistress." said Richard.

"I suppose we shall have to punish you later." she purred and turned, pulling him along with her as she strode back past Chelsea. She paused for a second to grab the woman's hair in a vise grip and twist her head back. "Slave's kneel."

Those two words would have been enough to make Chelsea orgasm right there, but she stopped her body and fought back the lust. "Yes Mistress," she groaned, her knees weak and unable to support her weight. The woman fell to her knees the moment Rebecca let her go, head down, back and chest heaving, her gasps for breath audible. Rebecca, needn't even have glanced at Richard to make sure the man was already on his knees, hands behind his back with his neck bent forward and looking at his toes. She had kept her grip for that purpose. She let go of both the slaves and instead stalked towards Ereanis.

He had no other word for it. Her hips swayed and her hair swung tantalisingly at her back with each step, and she seemed to truly stalk. Ereanis found the sight enticing and amusing since he could tell her arousal and the fact that her hips belied just how desperate was her need to touch him. But she would wait, he knew, and chuckled inwardly as he stood and offered her the seat with a wave of his hand. He had other plans for her. "Chelsea," me commanded, his voice jerking the woman's head back and forcing her dilated orbs up to meet his. "Come here," he murmured.

"Yes Master." she said in a breathy voice. Chelsea couldn't refuse the order. She felt her pussy spasm and fluids dribble down her thighs as she crawled forward. She felt the soft carpeting rub across her palms and knees, sending twinges of pleasure shooting through her mind. How could he read her so easily? and Rebecca... she seemed a goddess to Chelsea, sitting in the sofa, one leg draped over the side and the other curled atop the first, her foot gently rubbing against her calves, her breasts full and not seeming obtrusive, but rather complimenting each movement she made. Her eyes darted back to the pair of shoes inches from her fingers and fell back to her knees.

"Why don't you help Master out of his clothes?" asked Rebecca in a purr as her fingers trailed lazy circles over her thighs, eliciting very vocal reactions from both Richard and Chelsea, the both of them fighting back moans.

"Yes Mistress," breathed Chelsea and proceeded.

Her fingers shook as they reached for the laces. She forced herself to calm down and gently began to untie his shoes, then hold them steady as Ereanis stepped out of first one and then the other. Ereanis had purposely stood in order to make this task a bit harder for the already dazed woman. Next, she rolled down his socks and pulled of one, then the other. Knowing better, she did not reach for his pants. This was a test, she could tell by now, and she was determined to perform as a real slave would. Instead she stood and proceeded with the jacket, removing it carefully and placing it across the arm of the longer sofa beside Rebecca's, then turning back. Suddenly Ereanis was facing her, and smiling softly, letting her know in that small soft smile that he found her manner just perfect. Chelsea couldn't breathe for a second and nearly moaned, biting her lip to stifle the sound and went to her knees. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants, sliding them down and holding them so Ereanis might step out of each leg one at a time. These went beside the jacket and she stood once more, to take of the tie and shirt, then the vest. Finally, she fell back to her knees to pull off his underwear, and though she had spent some time orally pleasing her Master, for she knew he was truly that by now, it had all been a blur and she found herself moaning as she saw him hanging, half hard half soft and still relatively large.

"Such slutty sounds you make slave," he murmured, enticing so easily yet another moan. "Richard," he ordered and stepped back, leaving Chelsea blinking, trying to re-orient herself as she furiously fought back an orgasm. She did not think of the reason at that moment, but had she, it would have been fairly obvious. Permission had not been granted. "Richard, crawl upstairs," purred Ereanis. "Chelsea, follow him," he commanded and held a hand out to Rebecca.

It took a flex of his will to ensure that the room would have a few extra toys, and 'features'. The fun and games were about to begin.

*****

Soon Chelsea found herself in a bedroom. Except that it was a bit large to be an average bedroom and her eyes were wide at the sight of the wall filled with toys. She glanced at Richard who only smiled softly and nodded once before making his way, Chelsea wisely following, to the center of the room. They knelt and waited as Ereanis and Rebecca entered behind them.

"Richard," commanded Rebecca, her voice like tempered steel as she strode towards the wall.

"Yes Mistress?" he asked, head bowed, breathing heavy as his body shook. He already needed no confirmation, her voice being enough, of what was to come.

"Come here," she ordered as she reached the wall and turned around.

"Yes Mistress," he said, quickly following.

"Stand up," she said once he had obeyed

and come close enough. Once he stood, her hands picked a padded blindfold from the wall, tying it around the man. Next, came a pair of ear plugs and ring gag.

Ereanis in the meantime had taken a seat on the bed and called Chelsea to him. The blond woman was now standing beside him, legs spread wide, hands behind her head, where they had been ordered to stay, and gasping, moaning and nodding as his fingers caressed her inner thighs. "Do you see how frantically his cock is twitching?" asked Ereanis inquisitively, his tone giving nothing away as he toyed helplessly with the woman. "He may be being punished for something he could not have avoided, but it isn't a true punishment and he will enjoy every minute of it." Ereanis punctuated 'enjoy every minute' by plaing three swift swats across Chelsea's bottom, making her moan even louder and shiver, her body so hot with need her skin was flushed and fluids now tickling past her knees.

Rebecca merely smiled at the sounds coming from Chelsea, not sure if she pitied the girl or envied her, being caught in Ereanis far too intuitive attentions and abilities. She focused her mind back to the task at hand and tied off another length of rope along Richard's arms and finally knotted another length of rope lying on the ground, one that was secured to the spreader bar that kept Richard on his knees and bent backwards. She smiled at her handiwork, and indeed she was proud.

Richard was on his knees, his hands held together by a long length of rope, starting first at chest, just under his armpits, before coming up behind his neck and winding around his arms, knots placed at just the right intervals to ensure each movement caused the ropes to tightend  against his chest and cut off his breath, forcing him to relax and ease the strain before he could draw in a careful breath. He might have been on his knees, but those were spread wide and he was well aware of the vulnerability to his genitals.

Rebecca turned to Ereanis and asked for the finishing touch. "Love, could you move him to the center of the room?" she asked innocently, smiling at Chelsea's groan and quaking knees.

"Of course," said Ereanis, his head bowing as he pulled his fingers that had been doing wonders to Chelsea's pussy and pushed them into her mouth. "Clean your mess, slave," he commanded non chalantly as he stood in front of her.

Chelsea couldn't believe how easily they seemed to drive her nuts. The gentle touches could be turned so much 'dirtier' with just a change in tone that it kept her on guard, nearly constantly fighting orgasm and ensuring speech and thought was impossible. "Yes Master," she moaned loudly and sucked his fingers with abandon, unable and unwilling to allow herself to even pretend control anymore. "Such a little slut," purred a voice in her ear, and she realised she had been a bit lost in her sucking. The words, voice and realisation all made her moan louder and her nails dig into each hand, desperately trying to stop from cumming.

"Enough," chuckled Ereanis, smiling at her gently and kissing her before moving to Richard.

Richard could not hear or see. He could smell, and the scent of Chelsea hit him full force as Ereanis wiped his finger's across the man's lips before he lifted him off the ground and gently set him back down in the center of the room. The strength was a tell tale sign and Richard could easily guess it was Ereanis that had lifted him, but he no longer knew where he was, where everyone else was and was thoroughly dazed. He was also just as thoroughly aroused. His cock never stopping it twitching dance.

"Thank you love," murmured Rebecca with a kiss and went to retrieve the cat of nine tails that hung on the walls. The whip was truly lovely and would mark his skin easily. Each leather braid was thin but heavy, done so tight that the weight surprised her. As an added pleasure, each braid had small, subtle knots in it, small imperfections that she knew Richard would appreciate. A test flick against her own hand confirmed that it wasn't too harsh and she moved in front of the temporarily blind and deaf man. "Chelsea, love," she murmured softly as she spent a moment considering her position and the areas she intended to hit and those tob e avoided. "You will count, and if you miss a beat, we will add another to make up for it." she said grinning and down flashed the braids.

Richard felt the weight of the braids, and knew it was a whip, but had no clue just which kind. He dismissed the idea of a flogger as the burn shot through a moment later, sprinting up his thigh, straight towards his head. He could only moan in reponse.

"One," gasped Chelsea, as Ereanis decided to use the opportunity for a bit of fun. Two of his fingers were inside her pussy, and as she spoke, they slowly stroke her g-spot forward and then back. Her eyes fluttered for a second and she nearly collapsed when she said two.

Richard moaned louder, when the cat fell on his left waist.

Rebecca felt the weight and the ease with which the tails fit into her hands. So it was with barely any effort that she marked Richard's body, over and over, without missing or misplacing a strike by even an inch. His thighs, his cock, his balls, his ass, his waist, hips, chest, nipples, back, feet... she worked over and over, stopping at twenty eight strokes. She had kept count, even though Ereanis had made Chelsea miss three.

"You missed three," whispered Ereanis with a chuckle and pulled his hand out of the woman. "You should apologise to Richard later," he said as he walked towards the kneeling, drooling, gasping man, and rubbed his fingers across his nose and mouth, letting Chelsea's fluids assault the man's remaining senses once more.

"Come here Chelsea," ordered Rebecca, tossing the whip aside and gasping from lust. Her pussy was dripping helplessly and she had one last thing to do.

"Yes Mistress," moaned Chelsea as she dropped to her knees and crawled towards the three people in the middle of the room.

"You missed three counts." said Rebecca, her eyes narrowing with pleasure as she said her next words. "So your punishment will be to make him cum three times."

"Yes Mistress," groaned the woman helplessly as her pussy spasmed over and over, the almost pre orgasmic sensations sending jolts of pleasure, so intense, though her, that she almost fell to her side.

Ereanis smiled and bent down, pulling of Richard's bond with just a short tug. "Once in each hole," he ordered Chelsea and smiled at Rebecca's raised eyebrows. He had been very careful and had timed the misses just perfectly.

Chelsea felt her body burn as she attacked Richard's, very quickly growing cock with her mouth. She knew he might not last long the first time, and wanted to taste him first.

Richard moaned loudly through the gag and jerked, twitching and shivering as his cock found release in the form of a mouth moving over his shaft. He knew he wouldn't last long, he could already feel his cock throbbing, fully hard and his orgasms earlier having already readied him to cum. He was surprised when his blindfold and ear plugs came off, and blinked a few times before his eyes adjusted enough to make sense of what he was looking at. Chelsea was bent over his penis, hungrily sucking and licking, moaning against his cock as she worked him towards his orgasm with her considerable skill. Ereanis was standing in front of him, his hard cock so close to his face her could smell the pre cum already coating the head in a clear film. Rebecca was kneeling behind him and whispering into his ear as something smooth and slick rubbed between his ass cheeks. Then his world exploded in light. "Here's your reward for being a good little slave," she whispered and both Ereanis and Rebecca pushed into him. Making him gag and shiver, helplessly moaning.

Rebecca groaned behind Richard as the strap on pushed deeper into her own pussy before finally pushing through Richard's tight hole. Ereanis hissed his own pleasure, forcing himself down Richard's open mouth and into his throat, his cock squeezed and feeling the vibration of the man's moan. Richard came first and immediately, followed shortly by Chelsea, her throat gagging as she pushed herself down on Richard's cock, almost getting to the base as he spurted his cum into her throat, and a lot of it. Rebecca quickly after, her pussy spasming around the toy and Ereanis last, shooting his own cum into the man's throat. They lay gasping for a few moments before Ereanis pulled out of the man's throat. He offered not a word and only plucked at a strand of rope, effectively releasing Richard from his bonds. Rebecca followed his lead and untied the spreader bars and soon the man was lying on his back, relearning how to breathe as his gag, the last item, was removed. "You're not done yet slave," said Rebecca in a wicked purr as she moved around to sit on her ankles between the man's legs. "Move a bit higher slave," she whispered into Chelsea's ear, guiding the woman with a hand on her hips and a holding Richard's still hard cock with her other hand. It didn't take long and soon Chelsea found herself sinking Richard's cock into her pussy, her moan loud and throaty, full of lust, her pussy spasming around the intrusion. Rebecca had no intention to wait and soon pumped away into the man's anus, hard and fast, each thrust causing his cock to throb and twitch helplessly in Chelsea's pussy. A finger and then two delved suddenly into Chelsea's ass, fingering and stroking the woman and Richard's cock inside her. The former could not hold back, and screamed her orgasm, or tried to. Ereanis gladly grabbed her head and pushed himself into Chelsea's throat, which only served to shoot her back into yet another orgasm. Her vision span and she knew she would cum many more times, but that she would not be aware or even awake for those. Rebecca only smiled with Ereanis as they worked the two submissive for nearly an hour, Rebecca squeezing Richards dick at the base, or his teticles, hard and forcing his orgasm to a stop everytime he came close.

Richard couldn't believe the pleasure and was soon begging, "Please Mistress, let me cum, oh pease... oooooohhh..." Finally when his begging had become nearly incoherent, Rebecca let the man have his orgasm, forcing yet another orgasm from Chelsea. The blonde girl was now oblivious to everything and found herself moaning and screaming nearly continuously as climax after climax shattered her, smashing into her consecutively. She only realised that Rebecca was gone from behind her when she felt Richard's cock leave her pussy and force its way, thoroughly lubed with her many many juices, into her ass. Her scream this time was louder and she forced herself down, squirting her juices all over Richard's stomach and chest.

Rebecca meanwhile had planted her pussy on Richard's moaning mouth, which now worked furiously to lick and suck her pussy to orgasm after orgasm while she herself did the same to Chelsea. Ereanis' cock was buried deep inside her ass and she felt each thrust grind into her, moaning and groaning, whimpering and screaming into the other woman's pussy, biting, tugging and licking the other woman to one brutal orgasm after another.

Ereanis paused, pulling out of Rebecca's bottom long enough to thrust his cock into her pussy, driving the woman nearly hysterical in her lust. Over and over he switched, sometimes pulling out to push himself down Richard's throat and then back into Rebecca. And so they went on for half an hour more, Ereanis making each of them scream, stimulating Rebecca, who in turn did the same to Chelsea, which naturally caused Richard to only scream his pleasure louder.

Chelsea was lost in the flood of sensations. Rebecca's hands had found her nippled and the rough treatment they were recieving, pinches and twists and the occasional suckling and biting, sent her into semi consciousness. She felt as though she passed out and only realised it was not true, but that she had been in one continous orgasm after another, when her eyes came back into focus long enoguh for her to have yet another and final orgasm. She was still atop Richard when her last moan came through rather weakly and she began to pass out, along with Richard and Rebecca, as the trio's vision faded into black. They had all orgasmed far more than was normal. Far more than was possible, it seemed to her.

Ereanis had come as well but only sighed as he pulled out of Rebecca, standing and breathing heavily, feeling bloated from energy and the feed he had just partaken. He shook himself and moved the three cum covered bodies to the bed, tucking them in against each other and covering them with blankets while he smiled tenderly down at them. Perhaps he had found love, or perhaps he had found family. Likely he had discovered both. Just as Chelsea had found her place as well. He chuckled when he thought of how much they had cum and as glad they hadn't been on the bed, since the fluids would have easily covered the blankets quite literally. His bewilderment and surprise was genuine as he thought of their earlier exploits and realised that the reason he felt so full was because Chelsea, despite everything ele, served an additional purpose. She amplified his feeds. He could not believe the woman's ability to arouse emotion in others and shook his head self depreciatingly as he headed out of the door to a balcony and stood gazing at the stars. Winter was fast approaching, but his spring was here already. A quick mental check made sure everyone was well and

sleeping happily. Indeed, spring was here, if not in full bloom, at the very least, in full readiness.

END CHAPTER 3

NOTE: This chapter was very largely based on sex. I could have elaborated even more on certain scenes and circumstances, even acts, but then the chapter would simply have been too much sex (If ever there was such a thing). So I've kept things short, with just enough of a description (I hope), for you to be able to happily imagine what you wish to. The next chapter will see more of a 'plot development' going on and Ereanis' actual purpose. I hope everyone has liked it all so far. For any comments, critiques or opinions in general, let me know. My email is - Whisper.bdsml@googlemail.com

Until next time, ta.

Hugs n kisses, Whisper