The Burning Blade

THE BURNING BLADE

By Whisper

CHAPTER 5 - GLIMPSES OF A FOE

Ereanis stood off to one side and watched the others wander into the house with wide eyes. When they had been driving to the area, their curiosity had been piqued. It took Ereanis a long time trying to explain that he had not done anything shady to gain ownership of the place. After all, how on Earth had he got them such a pristine area of land? Ironically, it was that very statement, verbalised by Richard that had drawn comprehension on all their faces. It was rather lovely to have the very Earth on your side.

Now, as the three walked through the house, occasionally stepping into view of Ereanis by wandering out onto a balcony, roof or wandering around close to a large window, he felt happy. It had taken Ereanis considerable effort to clear away and perfect the houses. To most people it would have seemed to have taken too short a time, but to most people, Ereanis could not exist. The thought brought a chuckle from Ereanis. The overgrown vines and trainers were now more humble, creeping up a few select walls and pillars, windows had been removed and instead wooden blinds had formed, thick and heavy, held together by rope that no knife could truly cut. The overgrown weeds had vanished to be replaced by soft grass and the three chalets were now connected not by dirt paths, but by stones. Not polished, man shaped ones, but more akin to natural outcroppings from hills, rough and solid, weathered and worn with dirt, age and rains come and gone.

Rebecca marvelled at the interior. There was not a speck of dust despite the distinct lack of windows and every single piece of furniture, from the table in the foyer, the wardrobes in the bedrooms, the bed and even the kitchen, with its counters, cupboard, shelves and chairs, were all natural, being made from different types of woods. Somehow, every aspect of the house seemed alive and she had little doubt that the other houses would indeed be the same. There was vibrancy to the stillness of the room that seemed to resonate with emotions and breath that was so very... Ereanis, thought Rebecca with a chuckle.

"He's done it all," noted Richard as he walked into the bedroom and towards Rebecca.

"Mm-hmm," was all the reply he got from Rebecca, who still had a vague smile on her face.

"But when?" asked Chelsea. "From what I can tell he couldn't have had more than a day or at the most, two, to put it all together. Yet, here it is. And somehow, I don't think you're to be finding this wood anywhere." she finished.

"It is of the Earth," murmured Rebecca as she smiled. It was true, she realised. The very house felt like a glade at night with a full moon, right out of the story books... 'Alive' was the only word you could really use to describe it.

Ereanis watched the three troop out of the house and towards the car, where he now leaned and grinned at them.

"It's lovely," murmured Rebecca coming up and hugging Ereanis tightly.

"The other two are much the same." he said wrapping his arms around the woman. "For now, there is one last thing we need to do." he said more firmly, letting Rebecca go and turning to walk forward, motioning for the others to follow. They walked along the side of the large central chalet, coming out at the back and making their way down the stone steps and off the side onto the bridge. A short walk brought them to the other side of the river and into the midst of a wooded and still naturally wild area. None of them were tired and only mildly puzzled when Ereanis motioned for them to stop.

"I have not yet shown to you what we are fighting. I think the time is now ripe to let you know." he said, turning to look at each of them in turn. "I have no guide for you, no safety reel, no map... nothing. The only thing you need to remember is who you are and that none of you are alone." he said and motioned for them to come forward. Once they surrounded him, he closed his eyes and focused. Pain tore through his mind and for a second the world faded into an orange haze of pain and torture that seemed everlasting. He fought hard to hold the brunt within himself, but some leaked out and touched the other three, causing each of them to shiver, shudder, shake and groan. Then he opened his eyes. They were not in the woods anymore, or even in the country, thought Rebecca. The ground stretched on unevenly in all directions, the only landmarks being dead trees and bushes. The sense of pain and despair filled the land, thick and heavier than any mist that could be. Then they saw something that they had not expected - a person. His eyes had sunk in, his skin looked like paper and even to a casual observer, there was something wrong with the man. His teeth had rotted and fallen away, hair hung in random tufts on his forehead and his fingernails were burnt to crisps. But what scared Rebecca, Richard and Chelsea the most, was the look in his eyes. He was no longer human. They watched as the man skulked across the land, bobbing and dipping behind small hills and outcroppings of rock. Their gaze flitted across the place until they saw what the man hunted - yet another man, in a worse condition.

"This is what has become of a place that has ceased to exist in your history books," said Ereanis, his voice sounding solid and reassuring.

Suddenly, they were gone and standing back in the woods. Rebecca was the first to find herself moving. She bent over and gasped for breath, the feel of the place clinging to her skin and oozing down her throat. She needed to breathe air that was clean and clear. She did not notice the first of the tears trail down her cheeks until Ereanis lifted her face and wiped it away. Her gaze moved to Chelsea who was hurling her breakfast while Richard had collapsed onto his knees against a tree and wept openly.

"This is something that must be healed," said Ereanis softly, drawing her attention back to him. "Be strong," he said softly, closed his eyes and pushed the remainders of his energy into the other three, and together, himself and Rebecca, touching and holding the other two, found their way back to the house. They moved in silence, Ereanis walking in front with Richard supported easily against his shoulder and Chelsea and Rebecca following, leaning on each other as much as supporting each other. Over the bridge, and through a back door, the four found themselves in the kitchen of the central chalet. Light streamed in through the veranda from which they entered and Ereanis opened up a few blinds to add to the brightness. None of the other three felt much like speaking and instead sat gingerly on the stools around the island that sat opposite the sink and platforms along the wall.

"That is not natural." said Ereanis softly, walking towards the veranda and drinking in the sunlight. "It is something that had been created artificially." he continued, shaking his head before turning back to the three within the shade of the room. "There is a lot to be done and now you know as much as I."

"Where was it?" asked Rebecca first.

"The one you saw was somewhere in what you now call Russia. There are two others, one worse and the other not quite that bad yet. The former is in South America and the latter on a chain of islands just off the coast of South Asia." replied Ereanis.

"Well, do you know what exactly is wrong with them?" asked Richard frowning.

"No, no more than you do." answered Ereanis with a sigh, signalling for them all to follow him back outside through the door and they began a walk along the stream, easy and relaxed, mulling over the information they had already.

"All right, I suppose first we need to find out what that was." said Rebecca softly. Her voice grew in confidence as she went on. "I mean, it could be a lot of things and we might as well try to understand what it is. I suppose after we get a hint of some sort we can decide our next step."

"No," murmured Chelsea, "we're not ready yet. We have none of the things we'd need to figure it out. No money, no credibility, no knowledge base... we'd be doing solely on Ereanis' word and I doubt anyone would listen to us with that story anyway." she sighed. "We'll probably have to do most of it ourselves and we need to be better equipped for that." muttered Chelsea.

The walk continued a bit further and the group once more fell silent. What Chelsea had said was right. To go to any sort of official body would invite questions. Questions that they couldn't quite answer or that would ruin what little credibility they had.

Ereanis smiled and stopped them all suddenly. "We have time and trust me; anyone trying to wander too close to any of those areas will not be leaving anytime soon. The cause I do not know, but those beings used to be human. Primarily, this means thinking and feeling before acting. What you saw earlier were beings that did not feel or think and operated on impulse and instinct. To do this," he went on as he shrugged off his coat and stepped into the stream, "We need more than resources. We need strength and power. The Earth has turned upon itself in the area's I've mentioned and only when the internal struggle is complete will anyone be allowed to venture into those areas. Until then, they will be inaccessible to anyone and anything." he finished, turning and diving under the surface of the stream, coming up glistening and clean.

"So basically, we can't do anything?" asked Richard in a perplexed voice.

"Of course we can and we must. We must become more secure, aware, powerful and much more. But for now and today, no, we need not do a thing. I will however ask you to forget it for now and join me. It seems pointless to drive yourselves mad with worry when there is little to be done at this moment." he said. The three standing by the stream gave each other perplexed glances.

"The water must be frigid." complained Rebecca.

A chuckle that quickly turned into a full throated laugh told her that her concern was duly noted and dismissed. "Why not change that then?" asked Ereanis with a mischievous glint in his eye.

It took Rebecca a second to understand that he meant that quite literally. Richard as well seemed to suddenly frown and loose himself in thought.

"Chelsea can do it already," murmured Ereanis softly, the teasing gone, replaced by a level of surprise.

Rebecca and Richard would have been mildly offended, or at the very least, put down, had they not sensed Ereanis confusion and surprise. Chelsea on the other hand had the 'who-me?' look of a guilty child, caught with their hand in the cookie jar. She'd been putting together how Richard and Rebecca might have done just that when she felt something. She hadn't been quite sure what it was, only that whatever it was, it had resonated through her. Just as when Ereanis had first revealed himself to her.

Richard frowned harder and Rebecca turned to gaze at Chelsea as silence fell, disturbed only by the chuckle of the stream.

Ereanis followed her thoughts and smiled to himself. Chelsea had not only managed to figure out just how this would work but had identified her place as well. "Chelsea," he said standing up in the water, "heat the water so we may swim."

Chelsea shook visibly. Richard and Rebecca understood that wrapped in those words was more than just a command, but also a sense of ritual. They watched the words affect Chelsea, pulling her slave to the surface until the woman was dripping wet, flushed with arousal and barely able to concentrate.

Chelsea however, knew exactly what was happening. The moment Ereanis had stood, she had felt it. A sense of breath, the feeling of a heartbeat... everything around her, the trees, the ground, the rocks, the water... everything was alive. Alive in a way that was as starkly different from birds and bees as it was from a car. She could have asked for anything at that time, rain, snow, sunshine, fruits, an entire home, anything at all and she would have gotten it. The mere thought confounded her senses. Thankfully, with Ereanis standing in the water, chest bared, nipples hard from the cold, skin shining with drops of water that decorated his body like small miniature liquid diamonds and hair hanging like ropes of the glossiest wood, her thoughts immediately focused. When she heard her name from those lips, it was something else and when one arm rose, almost pleadingly she could not resist. She understood now, completely, how to make the stream hot. Dropping to her knees, her breath rushing out of her, she began to stretch herself forward. Under normal circumstances, the very lack of speed would have made the entire act seem impossible. Yet, it seemed rush to all four of them in that instant. Her arms went forward and ever so slowly her head bowed until she leaned forward, spreading her knees wider so that she could extend herself for her Master. Oh god, how she wanted to serve him. How desperate was her need to heat the water for him! She put all her thoughts and actions, all her lust and desire, her frustration at the seemingly impossible task, everything she had into herself and held herself in that position for him. Her breathing deepened and she felt the moan leave her lips, dragged out of her, torn even, until she shivered in her need within the confines of her position.

Richard felt it first. A shifting that started somewhere deep, deep down. Then he saw the small tendrils of steam curl up around Ereanis and even he nearly fell to his knees at the sight of Ereanis, eye more vibrant than ever and skin hidden and revealed by wisps of steam, his hair trailing drops of water down the man's chest and back.

"Rise," said Ereanis, his voice deep and heavy, like a heavy weight thrown into a vat of syrup, it pulled Chelsea out of her daze. Her arousal remained, and it seemed, was higher than ever before, and so too, it seemed was her sensitivity to not only the area around her, but her own body as well. She could feel the jeans she had worn for the day, rub their thick and coarse, yet somehow soft material against her thighs and calves. She could feel the grass under her feet and the way it tickled the places between her toes and held her arms on the ground where they lay before her, palms up. The satin of her bra rubbed her nipples and the cotton of her shirt rubbed across her shoulders, stomach and back.

Rebecca watched the woman raise her head. She understood from the tone alone that Ereanis hadn't wanted Chelsea to stand but only raise her face and it seemed Chelsea understood that as well, for that is all she did. Straining her neck upwards, her cheeks flushed she moaned as she watched Ereanis step forward and rise higher in the stream. Rebecca watched Richard who seemed similarly affected, the man's breathing laboured and his eyes open a bit too wide. She could feel the waves of lust pouring forth from the two and began to wonder why. Ereanis next actions told her why.

"Your power, each of yours will manifest itself most easily in certain ways that define who you are, as a sexual being, an individual, a soul, a fighter..." he said softly as he stood before Chelsea, water trailing down the curve of his back in graceful running droplets. His back bowed over and arced beautifully as he reached down to take hold of Chelsea's wrists and lift them up until the petite woman was kneeling up, her hands straight in the air and lips parted as she gasped for breath. "I respond to such with my own characteristics. What are you now?" he asked of Chelsea.

Chelsea couldn't believe the level of arousal shooting through her mind. Her answer came without her thinking about it and it seemed so right to her in that moment, she didn't question it at all. "A slave," she murmured softly.

Richard groaned and dropped to his knees, and suddenly even Rebecca felt lust pound her body in a barrage that she could not withstand.

"And who am I to your slave?" asked Ereanis, ignoring the other two.

"Master," whispered Chelsea.

Richard felt his word explode and he nearly swooned and fell. He wanted to serve. His need rose so quickly and suddenly that it shook him to a measure of calm. A measure that lasted only as long as it took his dilated pupils to move lazily from Ereanis to Rebecca. Rebecca was in full dominant mode and the moment Richard met her eyes, he began to crawl towards Rebecca.

Rebecca felt aroused, much more than she had moments ago but she could still think. However, it was obvious, even to her, that neither Chelsea nor Richard were capable of that right now. She frowned as she sorted it through. To raise power from the Earth to heat the stream, Chelsea had brought forth her submissive side. Ereanis had simply responded and turned from Ereanis their friend and loved one to Ereanis the Master. Yet why was Richard so affected?

"You misunderstand because you are top," said Ereanis turning to her, one hand easily holding the shivering Chelsea helpless on her knees and gasping for breath. "You must maintain a level of composure even when your slave will beg you for something he cannot take. This is what it means to dominate. This is also your own belief. If it was not, you would be in no better shape than they."

Rebecca's attention was dragged back to Richard kneeling before her, head down, arms outstretched and waiting for her to turn her attention to him. Lust shot through her again at the sight. Fine, she thought to herself, if we're going to play, let's play well. She turned back to Ereanis and began to walk around Richard to the side then lowered herself to across his back. She felt the groan escape his throat more than heard it and knew she had made the right decision. "So," she said turning back to Ereanis, "you're saying Richard is having the same effect to me as Chelsea is to you? But that makes no sense. Why would he?"

Ereanis smiled softly and lifted Chelsea up onto her feet. Then, turning his gaze from Rebecca, he took each of Chelsea's hands in his own and pulled them behind her back. Holding them in place with one hand, he grasped the woman's top and bra with the other and effortlessly ripped them off, drawing a gasp from her throat.

Rebecca suddenly felt lust pour over her skin and sinking into her. Suddenly she knew what was happening. She was throwing out her own lust, something basic and carnal that Richard in his submission could not resist and was feeling it through every fiber of his being. "I see..." she murmured to herself as Richard trembled underneath her.

Ereanis turned slowly and, maintaining his grip on Chelsea's wrists that were trapped behind her back, pulled the girl around to face Rebecca. "Not yet," he said and stepped behind the girl, and bent his head towards her ear and began to whisper into it.

Rebecca suddenly felt exactly what Ereanis was trying to get her to feel. Chelsea in her actions had appealed to the Earth in the only way she knew how. In the most human and basic of desires - lust. The base need to hump like bunnies and reproduce. She had got her desire of a heated stream but had been left seething in arousal and the sight of Ereanis had shot her into over drive, along with the power of her wish being granted. Ereanis had not been the only one who seemed to be thrumming with energy. She could feel it too. The reason that both she and Ereanis were affected was because Chelsea's sexuality had a very strong flavour of submissiveness to it and the only two dominants around responded in kind to her lust. Of course, her arousal had affected Richard and thus the man now knelt humbly under her, begging to be used by his Mistress and Master while Chelsea, who was now having her jeans jerked down very firmly and roughly by Ereanis, was moaning in ecstacy.

"Now you see," sighed Ereanis as he let go of Chelsea suddenly. The woman could not stand and with her ankles halfway down her knees, fell to her knees instantly, not unlike a toy whose strings had been cut. A few steadying breaths was all the kneeling woman needed before she turned and faced her Master.

"A slave begs permission to undress her Master," she said in a breathy voice. Chelsea was out of breath and had to sruggle to keep from stammering several times. It wasn't that she was ashamed or frightened at all. Arousal poured through every pore of her skin, leaving her heated, burning and aflame, needing and begging with her body and her words to serve. Her throat was only constricted by her need to get enough breath into her lungs.

Ereanis already knew her state and had expected it when he had commanded her to heat the stream. Yet he knew just what would drive the woman into a frenzy and only gave her a nod as response before turning back to Rebecca while Chelsea whimpering to cover a moan moved and began to open his wet pants. "We can do much, and so we are responsible for much. Even standing by and doing nothing is an act and can be one which you regret." he said, completely ignoring the woman who knelt before him and struggled to roll down the wet pants without causing her Master any undue distress.

Rebecca surpressed a chuckle as she watched Chelsea's state go from aroused to something that could most closely be described as a frenzy of lust, need, arousal, submission and desire. Chelsea would be heading into sub space in a few minutes, she thought silently to herself silently before considering Ereanis words. He was right. Because of the nature of relationships with each other and the closeness of those relationships a lot of their strength would come from closeness, if today was any indicator. Standing by and fastidiously being dim witted about the changes that seemed to be manifesting would be an error she didn't think she'd be able to live with in good conscience. "You're right. Richard dear," she said standing and turning around, her hand flashing out to grab her slave's hair and lift his head up, pulling it back painfully, "I'm hungry." Her tone was dominant and the man took a sufficiently short amount of time to realise what exactly she wanted that Rebecca turned to Ereanis and smiled that soft, tender and proud smile she was coming to associate quickly with Richard.

Richard had been following the conversation and some of the visuals from the corner of his eye. However, it took him a moment to swim up from his own descent into subspace. Being used as a stool for his Mistress while being ignored totally in all other aspects was a practice he had never tried before but loved already. An employee of the government getting turned on by objectifcation?! Who would have thouht? Rebecca let his head go and Richard stayed still a moment pondering on how he could accomplish the task. Thinking wouldn't really work and some genuine desire was needed. He smiled at his silliness and stopped thinking. Instead he sat back on his heels and began a practice he had begun over a decade ago and enjoyed tremendously. Closing his eyes, he thought of Rebecca's living room. Then with his eyes clothes, he placed his hands on each knee and began to concentrate on his breathing, feeling each breath as intimately as though there wasn't else in the world. Satisfied that he had all his concentration, he imagined the center table piled with fruits, the smell of fresh grapes, oranges, melons and pumpkins, herbs and leafy greens. His thoughts began to fill with desire, in particular, the desire to serve his Mistress, to get food for her to feed her, to please her in anyway she wanted right now. He let the desire grow until his heart began to ache with the need to feed her and serve her.

Ereanis eyebrows raised and Chelsea let out a moan and went limp, her eyes shut tight as waves and waves of desire hit her. So strong was Richard's desire to serve Rebecca that it poured through the slave leaving her on the verge of orgasm and half crazed with need. Guttural moans and whimeprs escaped her lips as she tried in vain to move, to beg Ereanis to let her serve him.

Then it happened. The trees behind the trio began to blossom and flowers sprang out, fruits began to pop up everywhere. Bunches of grapes hung from a vine that had mysteriously appeared, winding around a tree. Watermelons spotted the ground metres from where the four stood, the occasionaly yellow pumpkin peeking up from the greenery. The smell of basil and bay leaves surrounded them as trees quite literally sprouted and grew from the ground feet from them.

Richard opened his eyes and Rebecca saw the love in them. Without a word, without hesitation at all, she leaned forward and kisses her slave, slowly, tenderly and deeply, letting him feel her satisfaction with his mouth. "Stand," she breathed into his mouth and moved back to allow him to do just that. Rebecca did not waste a moment and before he had stood, stepped into Richard and kissed him full and hard on his lips. "I'm proud of you slave. You've served me well." she murmured and turned around.

"Thank you Mistress," breathed Richard. Normally words of that nature would have made him happy but this time they sent him shooting into subspace as Rebecca's satisfaction literally sent a shiver of joy up his spine.

"Strip me and let's test the water," she commanded, slipping back into her role as Mistress effortlessly, her voice firm.

Ereanis only chuckled and lifted the limp and shivering Chelsea, carrying her into the stream to show her handiwork first hand. "You should be proud of yourself," he said softly and kissed her softly.

Chelsea was genuinely surprised, for despite knowing she had heated the stream, she had not expected such a warmth during this part of the year. Human sensibilities were left shattered as she couldn't help but acknowledge that the water was as warm as on a hot summer afternoon. Ereanis kiss however ensured her moment of sensibilities were short lived and soon she was back to whimpering and moaning, her lust no longer held back by him. She was barely aware as Ereanis waded to a rock near the bank, and didn't even notice Rebecca who had ordered Richard to strip as she made her own way into the water and towards Ereanis.

Rebecca had seen Chelsea squirming and had an inspirational idea. She knew Chelsea loved a lot things but most of all, she loved pleasing. She loved to serve and be of use to her Master and Mistress. Of course there was another desire that Chelsea never quite knew what to make of that would be just perfect for the moment.

Ereanis knew exactly what Rebecca had planned and only chuckled at the ease with which the ideas seemed to flow from the woman. Being a more than happy and willing participant, Ereanis put the slave on her own feet so that Rebecca could step in front of the woman and sandwich her with Ereanis pressed against her from behind.

Chelsea bit her lip but couldn't stop the moan from escaping her lips as she realised she was pressed between her Master and Mistress. She knew she was theirs and the idea of having their undivided attention made her knees weak. A second moan, louder and more filled with need, escaped her as Rebecca's thigh slipped between her legs and began to grind into her while her fingers found her nipples and began to pinch and tug on them harshly. The moan lasted for barely a second, all of the time that it took Ereanis to press himself against her bottom and slide along the crease of her cheeks. A gasp severed the moan for not only had Ereanis positioned himself so well but his hands had effortlessly ecaptured hers and she found them now held behind her, tighter than she could have managed on her own, pulling and straining her body, forcing her to thrust her nipples out for Rebecca.

"Such a wet slave... I can feel you despite all the water," whispered Rebecca, leaning forward to bite the woman's ear and tug on it. Chelsea's only response was to shudder and begin to pant for breath.

"Richard, come here," commanded Ereanis noticing the man was just taking off the last of his clothes.

Richard had been watching and felt a pang of lust tighten his belly at the tone Ereanis had used. "Yes Master," he said and scurried towards the bank.

"Oh god please... please Master, please Mistress..." gasped Chelsea. Her breathing was off, her heart pounded in her chest and she couldn't think or reason. Totally unaware of Richard at this point, she found herself so very conflicted. She wanted to serve and being teased by two so very capable dominants was driving her beyond the sane boundaries of lust. She was on the verge of orgasm and did not yet have enough control to stop herself.

Ereanis knew her state and adjusted his grip on her wrists so he could pull her head back and force her arms lower, arching her back further still. "Does the slave beg for an orgasm?" he asked softly and bit her hard on her neck. Chelsea was forced in that instant to use the last of her control to keep from cumming, and when her eyes slit open and she saw Richard suddenly, at least to her, standing beside Ereanis she knew that the two holding her could have forced her to cum over and over and then punished her mercilessly for her slip. The thought sent a shiver of anticipation and fear, as well as happiness through her. She wanted them to do just that, but she did not want to fail them either.

"Come her slave," called Rebecca and pulled Richard behind her and reaching between her own legs to stroke and pull him closer to her.

Richard was soaring in orbit. He had alreayd been incredibly aroused but the touch of his Mistress and the feeling of being pressed against her back drove him into sub space with the force and speed of a nail being hammered through plywood. The groan that escaped his lips was quickly followed by a whimper as Rebecca squeezed hard on the head of his cock and pulled him as close as he could go, letting him feel her own heat over his shaft.

Ereanis smiled at Rebecca. Rebecca had no idea what he had planned but the glint she caught in his eyes was indeed real and not imagined. His smile widening, Ereanis slipped the tip of his cock into Chelsea, drawing a half scream from her throat. The orgasm was so close and Chelsea would indeed have come if Rebecca had not suddenly pulled firmly on her nipples, forcing her breasts straight out and causing pain to ease her orgasm but only leave her in a worse state.

Stepping out from between Richard and Chelsea, she slipped behind Richard and pressed herself to his back. A slight push and his cock was now pressed firmly up against Chelsea's clitoris. A shared glance and smiles that grew in length was all the hint that Rebecca and Ereanis needed from each other. Ereanis pushed himself all the way into Chelsea, his hands holding her hips in place and his inhuman strength allowing him to thrust fast and hard even in the water to hammer into the woman. Richard in the meanwhile found himself gasping and moaning, his knees weak and head thrown back as Rebecca's fingers entered his bottom and forced him harder against Chelsea. With one cock in her, hands trapped between her own back and Ereanis and the feel of Richard's cock grinding against her clit, sliding up and down against her in the water, Chelsea came. Screaming, writhing and bucking, water splashing everywhere, her orgasm tore through her with the two men riding it. Rebecca pushed Richard forward and back with her fingers thrusting and twisting inside his bottom in time to Ereanis own strokes.

Over and over they made her cum, forcing her through at least four orgasms, each one hitting her before the other died down and eventually she was only supported by Ereanis hands on her hips, her legs having long given way. Richard however had not been made to cum yet and so was debatably in a better or worse state than Chelsea.

"I think we'd better get her out of the water," chuckled Rebecca as she slipped her fingers out from Richard's bottom, leaving the man gasping and fighting to stay on his shaky legs.

"I agree," said Ereanis and without altering his grip and showing no extra effort, he lifted Chelsea over his shoulder and carried her from the stream as easily as though she were a wet rag. Rebecca and Richard followed close behind. Once a suitable distance from the stream and closer to the surrounding greenery, Ereanis lifted Chelsea off his shoulder and cradled the recovering woman in his arms. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and concetrated, only for a moment, and then sighed. "Here should be fine," he said, settling down on the ground, the woman cradled in his lap. "Richard," he said, turning to the man, "there should be an abandon bee hive a few yards from here. Get it for us," he commanded as a surprised Rebecca settled down beside him.

"Yes Master," said Richard and trotted off away from the stream and into the brush. He thought about it for a second and nearly instantly knew where the hive was. It didn't take too long and soon he had found the hive, picked it up and was heading back to Ereanis.

Rebecca settled down and began stroking Chelsea's head where it nuzzled his chest, her eyes half closed and her breathing telling them she was returning to consciousness. Richard hadn't gone far but Rebecca knew just where he was and she knew that if she concentrated she could be by his side, not physically but in other ways instantly. Perhaps it was just a side effect of their exertions, or maybe yet another manifestation of Ereanis' presence. She pondered it while Richard returned.

"Rebecca," said Ereanis, drawing her attention to himself and out from her musings, "why don't you fetch that rock so we can keep the hive on it?" he asked mildly, turning to gaze at a piece of granite jutting out from the ground a few feet away.

"Sure," said Rebecca frowning in confusion. It seemed, she thought to herself silently as she got up and headed to the piece of stone, that today was a day of revelations. She shut the thought down before her mood darkened and began to wonder why Ereanis had asked her to fetch the rock and why this particular one. The rock was right in front of her now and squarish. It stuck straight out of the ground and was slim. Rebecca thought it seemed to be a part of a larger rock under the ground. Without really thinking about it she reached down and gave a testing tug. When there was no give at all, even when she applied more force and nearly slipped to fall on her bottom, she knew her first guess was right. She looked back and frowned at Ereanis, wondering what his purpose was in sending her here. A small nod from the man told her that he had known that the rock wouldn't be quite that easy to pull out and wanted just this one. Confused and wanting to figure out the mystery she frowned harder and stared at the rock. Somehow, she doubted physics was involved in this particular lesson and short of that she had no other ideas. A sigh escaped her lips as she sat down cross legged and tried to concentrate enough to will the stone out. This, however, only served to make her feel a bit foolish and silly as well as frustrate her some more. Finally, wanting the rock out and growling in frustration, she leaned forward while she sat and gave it a kick. Still the rock refused to budge. Now considerably angry and wanting to get the stone out of the ground even more, she stood, bent over and gave it a sharp tug. Strangely, the rock popped out fairly easily, leaving her sitting on her bottom with a relatively large piece of stone in her hands.

"Ereanis told me to tell you, you don't know your own strengths anymore," said Richard, startling her as he approached her from behind. "I agreed but I think now I see what he meant and can understand his little laugh." he continued and smiled at Rebecca.

"I don't get it," said Rebecca, turning to face him. "It was lodged in and it broke?" she said in confusion as she stared at the jagged and darker edge of the stone where it had clearly been broken off from the main lump of stone. Maybe she wasn't a geologist but she knew from the feel of the rock on the first few tries that taking it out would definetely have involved digging.

"It's simple Mistress," said Richard, dropping to his knees and offering Rebecca the hive, which wasn't as light as it looked since for some strange reason it was still filled with honey. "You don't know your own strengths anymore." he said chuckling and took the stone to the stream to wash it while Rebecca went back to sit beside Ereanis and a kneeling Chelsea.

"I hope Richard shared my sentiments?" asked Ereanis innocently as Chelsea waited at his feet.

"Yes." said Rebecca sitting down beside him. "What exactly happened?" she asked, still in confusion.

"well," said Ereanis, turning to her, "you wanted it bad enough and so you retrieved the stone. How this will work I don't know but ever since Chelsea here very smartly heated the stream and Richard obtained food, including the hive you now hold, I was beginning to wonder whether or not you realised you yourself had this lovely ability yet." he said chuckling. "I see you do," he said softly.

Rebecca mulled it over in silence and they waited until Richard returned with the stone. Ereanis was right. Both Chelsea and Richard, as submissive and slave wanted something very badly and the Earth had catered. So it seemed she had indeed the same ability though if Ereanis' words were a hint, the manifestation would depend on circumstances and situations. The hive set on the stone, Ereanis broke a piece off and began to feed some of the honey to Chelsea.

She had never quite tasted anything like it before. It hadn't the sweet, head spinning sugary taste of normal honey. In fact it was unlike any honey that existed. It had a spicy, smoky texture and was far more filling. It tasted like cinnamon, yet at the same time like rosemary... In fact, Chelsea realised, it constantly changed its taste. The thought forced a squeal from her throat and moans and yelps from Richard and Rebecca.

"This honey is true honey," explained Ereanis as he fed Chelsea. "Long before the world changed, bees existed and this was what their honey tasted like."

The four of them spent the next few minutes in silence pondering the logic of it, if there was any, and finally resigned themselves to just enjoy it. Not surprisingly it also seemed to be a lot more energising than anything Rebecca, Richard or Chelsea had ever had. This didn't last long.

Rebecca, who was being fed by Richard decided she wanted an additionaly flavor she wanted that seemed to be missing and what Mistress wanted Mistress got. A hand pushed Richard onto his back and her hand scooped some honey over the prone man's torso. Slowly and savouring her actions, she began to lick it away, one tiny lick at a time. This of course drew moans and gasps from Richard who had not quite gone soft. However, she did not stop nor heed his protests at all. Once having cleaned Richard's torso of honey, she scooped some more and spread it across his belly and sides, taking her time once more to lick him clean. Short quick flicks of her tongue and long, slow, lazy drags ensured that the prone man stayed well aware of just what she was doing.

Ereanis saw Rebecca's actions and decided to add fuel to the fire. One hand slipped into Chelsea's hair and gripped it as he rose. With no great care, he dragged her to kneel above Richard's head. "If you want more, lick," he said calmly to Chelsea, pushing her face down towards Richards body and then letting her go. Next, he moved away scooped up some more honey and slathered it liberally over Chelsea's mons. "You too slave," he said looking at Richard. A sharp smack on Chelsea's bottom ensured that she kept herself just high enough for Richard to reach if the man strained enough. Pausing, he surveyed the activities and decided that perhaps something else was needed. Ereanis smiled as an idea came to him and walked off towards a branch of a small tree he had spied earlier. Not too thin nor thick, still young and smooth, he broke off a branch,  and returned to Chelsea. He ensured it was sutiably splinter free and not too rough by running his hand along the length of the branch. It was indeed blemish free enough that, satisfied, he walked back behind Chelsea.

Rebecca had watched the above and after Chelsea had been positioned she had began to slather Richard's shaft and testicles with the honey and was busily eating her fill. She paid no heed to the man's whimpers and moans of pleasure, only concentrating on her own task. She began by teasingly licking and sucking along his thighs, letting her teeth dig in at just the right time to keep Richard on his metaphoric toes, leaving red impressions behind whenever she had nibbled enough and moved higher. The effect this was having on Richard was rather vocally proven, with moans, groans, whimpers and the ocassional incoherent begging of, "Oh please Mistress..." What he was begging for, even Richard did not know. Chelsea, diligently nibbling and sucking on his nipples, licking his stomach, sternum and belly button was definetely not helping and the Richard found himself in a position of conflict. He wanted to be used this way but the teasing touches were getting to him. He desperately needed to cum, as was attested by his cock twitching and throbbing, spasming whenever a set of teeth bit into him. Finally, Rebecca decided to end the man's begging and shut him up. She did not quite have a gag but found an equally effective means by grabbing Chelsea's head and pulling the girl forward and over Richard's honey coated cock while she herself diligently went to work on his testicles. It worked. Richard stopped begging and only moaned and whimpered on ocassion, using all his concentration to keep from cumming in the next few seconds. Neither was overly gentle, since both knew that Richard loved it. They sucked, nipped, nibbled, licked and teased the man mercilessly, driving him into a shivering submissive frenzy. Now, Rebecca watched Ereanis return with the sapling from the corner of her eye. She knew what was coming and sat up, placing herself firmly over Richard's cock, not letting him enter her but instead forcing him up against his own stomach and letting him rest between her open pussy lips. She knew the effect this would have on her already aroused and helpless slave and relished each twitch and throb of his cock, nestled between her folds. Each time he throbbed, Rebecca writhed over him, twitching and squeezing juices over him, which in turn sent him into another twitching, throbbing frenzy. Chelsea in the meantime found herself gasping for breath and already open and dripping at the sight of Ereanis. Rebecca's hand kept her head pressed down and held her until Ereanis grabbed the girl's hair.

"You never did get permission to cum did you slave?" whispered Ereanis into Chelsea's ear once he had positioned himself behind her.

"No Master," she moaned as the sapling slide in light, teasing circles over her lower lips.

"Well, if you want to cum so badly, let's see how much you can cum like this," said Ereanis matter of factly, his free arm flashing out and landing hard on Chelsea's bottom with a resounding smacking sound.

"Oh!" yelped Chelsea. The sight of the switch and the teasing touch had not prepared her for the unexpected spanking at all. Heat from her blood rushing to the area quickly flushed her pale bottom.

"Richard, stop eating," ordered Ereanis and punctuated the end of the sentence with another slap of his hand.

Richard couldbarely reply and only groaned. Rebecca had heard the first slap, and shivering in lust had began to grind herself on his trapped shaft. Her fingers gripped Chelsea's nipples and held the woman down, forcing her bottom higher. Wanting to further inflame the aroused girl, Rebecca commanded Chelsea, "Lick his head."

"Yes Mistress!" moaned the girl, leaning forward further and raising her ass inadvertently higher as she licked hungrily over Richard's cock, tasting not only his pre-cum on the head but Mistresses juices and honey as well. The taste shot her into orgasm as Ereanis next slap landed squarely on her pussy - a little more gentle but still firm - and the sapling whipped across her bottom in his other hand, the combination only driving her wilder.

"Don't you dare cum slave," said Ereanis to Richard as he began to stroke Chelsea's ass in quick succession once her orgasm died down, pushing her to the edge of pain and pleasure again, quickly, with a few well placed strikes. The sight of Chelsea's bottom flushed red with darker streaks of the switch marking her rear only served to inflame Richard further. How he wished they would work him over. However, following orders was something he did well and Ereanis' words had been a very clear order. He would not disobey.

Richard watched flashes but did not grasp the effectiveness of Ereanis' work. Beaing able to read Chelsea's thoughts, Ereanis focused his strikes in the least expected places and ensured that Chelsea remained on guard, ocassionally letting the sapling swish its way onto the moist and open folds of her pussy. One such strike pushed her off the edge and three more consecutive strikes in quick procession made sure she came twice again. However, Ereanis was far from done.

Rebecca let go of Chelsea's nipples and let the girl recover from her orgasms while she herself began to rotate and grin herself harder and faster on Richard as her own orgasm built. She saw Ereanis slip behind the dazed woman and knew he had entered her when Chelsea's head flashed up, eyes wide and a scream tore through her as yet another orgasm rattled her bones. Ereanis felt her tightness, the squeeze of her muscles around him, massaging and milking his cock as her orgasm ran through her. He, however, did not stop and wait inside her while she climaxed. using his hands to hold her wrists and asking Rebecca to hold her head by her hair, he slammed into the woman's opening repeatedly. The first thrust pushed Chelsea's orgasm higher, the second, higher still. Soon, she was leaking fluids all over Ereanis and Richard as she was held fast by the two strong and capable dominants, being forced to endure a seemingly never ending cum. When the intensity of her climax decreased, Ereanis only chuckled and altered the angle of his thrusts, ensuring he hit her g-spot on each stroke. Chelsea found that while she was still having nearly constant miniature climaxes now, she could think, albeit briefly and for moments at a time.

"She did not tell you to stop licking little slut," whispered Ereanis in Chelsea's ear and suddenly Rebecca's hand forced her head down to Richard's cock. Ereanis knew the woman needed a reprieve and chose that moment to pull out of her folds and sink his shaft between Richard's open and gasping lips. He hungrily sucked on the cock and worshipped Ereanis orally as the man slid in and out of his mouth a few times, not being too forceful or fast. Once assured that the man was aware enough to be sucking and licking frantically at the cock in his mouth, Ereanis began to increase the speed and force of his thrusts. Wihin moments the gagging and moaning Richard found he had to fight for breath as Ereanis thrust deep into his throat over and over. The thought of being used, and he was indeed being used, by both Ereanis and Rebecca had sent Richard immediately into subspace and his moan would have been closer to a scream had Ereanis not been gaggin him with his cock.

Rebecca could not take it anymore. Her own opening was opening and closing, squeezing tight and opening wide, aching with the need for something inside her. She slid forward and grabbing Chelsea's hair, jerked the girl's head backwards. A hand holding Richard's cock steady, she slid down the length and moaned long and loud. She was tight, tight enough to pull Richard's foreskin painfully back as his shaft entered her. She came instantly, her control over her body lost as she writhed and arched back, grinding harder on the cock buried inside her. "Lick," she commanded Chelsea once she whad finished and let the woman's head go.

"Yes Mistress," gasped a weak Chelsea and quickly proceeded to lave at her Mistresses clitoris. Ereanis chose that moment to pull out of Richard's mouth and pressed his length up between Chelsea's bottom and lubed the girls opening with a combination of Richard's saliva and Chelsea's own juices, eliciting a moan from the woman as she licked hungrily at Rebecca's clit. This of course caused Rebecca to tighten considerably around Richard's girth and squeeze him tight, which of course caused the prone man to shiver helplessly. "Lick her," Ereanis commanded the man and with one hand, pushed Chelsea's bottom lower so that Richard could get at the open folds of her pussy. This caused the woman to moan yet again and begin to pant and gasp for breath against Rebecca's pussy, which once more, caused Rebecca to tighten and Richard lapped with more vigour at Chelsea's pussy. Ereanis waited and contented himself with teasing Chelsea's opening as the three drove each other closer and closer to orgasm.

Soon, Chelsea's bottom was ready and the woman sufficiently aroused. Ereanis did not waste time and altered his grip, pushing Chelsea's arms up behind her back, folding them carefully and firmly and then holding them there as he rose and repositioned the tip of his cock at the entrance to Chelsea's ass. It took one firm push to enter the now well lubed and slightly more open hole and another to push himself all the way inside her. Chelsea could only scream as yet another orgasm crashed through her, but left her feeling far from tired. Her juices squirted out once more all over Richard's face.

Rebecca felt the cock buried deep inside her spasm and throb then, and leaned back, slipping two fingers into Richard's bottom. Only then did she begin to move on him, slowly, in time to her fingers, rising up and falling on the shaft. A sigh escaped her as the head of Richard's cock stroked her g-spot on each time she rose and fell. Her moans were louder still and she began to twist her hips in a circle, rotating herself so he brushed it more often, tightening and squeezing him each time he did, milking his cock hungrily. With Chelsea's tongue laving her clitoris and Richard's cock buried deep in her, her own fingers guiding his throbs and twitches with thrusts, twists and flicks, she watched Ereanis smile at her, and increased the pace. It didn't take long for his new rhythm to take effect and he soon had Chelsea begging, moaning and screaming against Rebecca's clit as he pounded himself in and out of her bottom, starting new fires in the girl and pushing her to the verge of a different series and type of climax. "Cum for me slut, cum for us," whispered Ereanis in her ear, leaning forward. He punctuated the order by biting hard into the woman's neck and increasing his pace even more. In and out he thundered, the sound of flesh slapping flesh and her already sore an red bottom getting another, different type of assault as he pushed her over he edge. Richard knew just how much trouble he was in when Chelsea screamed and juices squirted over his face, again, and again, and then again, for after that Ereanis pulled out of her and rolled her carefully and gently off Richard, leaving her lying limply beside the man before moving around and kneeling between Richard's legs, behind Rebecca.

"Shall we treat him?" whispered Ereanis into Rebecca's ear.

Rebecca was on the verge of her third orgasm and she could only nod and moan.

Ereanis needed no further hint and slid into Richard's bottom, Rebecca's fingers having already opened him enough, dripping and coated with Chelsea's fluids. He needed no more lube and Richard seemed to concur as his cock spasmed deep inside Rebecca, sending the woman into orgasm instantly.

With the remnants of her working mind, Rebecca gave Richard her permission to cum, forcing a breathy and lust filled, "Thank you Mistress," from the man. This was very wise since Ereanis soon began to slide deeper into Richard which once more sent him spasming inside Rebecca and that threw another orgasm over Rebecca before the last was over. Ereanis forced the last of himself into Richard and Rebecca came a third time, screaming and gasping for breath, shaking, shuddering, bucking and grinding helplessly on Richard's cock. Richard was no better and had he not heard the words at the start, he would have cum regardless now. His could not stop cumming and each contraction of his prostate seemed to suck Ereanis deeper inside him. His vision began to waver and he moaned helplessly as Ereanis buried himself deep inside his ass.

"Not yet," whispered Ereanis evilly into her ear before she collapsed and slipped a hand around her waist. Effortlessly finding her clitoris and massaging it slowly, he slid out and shoved into Richard's bottom again, and Richard reflexively thrust himself into Rebecca, screaming as he spurted again. Yet again Rebecca screamed and came, squirting noisily all around Richard's cock. Satisfied that Richard had adjusted to his girth, Ereanis began to thrust in and out of him at an easy, steady pace and kept the man hard. He started slowly and held Rebecca steady as he gently teased her clit and brought her back to full arousal again. Then he slowly began to incerease the pace. Rebecca felt it and reached down to grab Richard's nipples and give them sharp tugs and pulls, ocassionally leaning down to bite and lick them as her hips rode him in time to Ereanis' thrusts. "Not-yet-slave!" gasped Rebecca between thrusts as she held off her orgasms and let them build, biting harder on Richard's nipples to make sure he didn't cum. She could feel Ereanis' thrusts forcing Richard to twitch and spasm inside her and knew it was only a matter of time before none of them would be able to hold on. Still, determined to push them all, she leaned back. Ereanis was still massaging her clit and sending bolts of pleasure through her body, and she grabbed her own breasts, teasing the nipples and pulling them, cupping both and giving Richard a good show. The effect was immediate and she felt the warning spasm of an imminent orgasm from the cock buried inside her. One hand quickly slipped around and gave his testicles a squeeze, killing the orgasm but not the lust and the build up. Again she lneaned forward and began to bite and nibble, lick and suck on his nipples until he was close. Finally, after many minutes and some serious begging from Richard, she reached her own limit.

"Cum for me slave, show me how much you enjoy a cock up your ass," leaning forward, she whispered into his ear.

The words and the sheer submissiveness they implied hit every one of his slave-buttons. Richard's orgasm was so intense that his hips rose, even with Ereanis pushing into him, and weighed down by Rebecca, they rose. Each stroke of Ereanis sent him into spasms and both his and Rebecca's orgasm seemed to drag on for minutes. Finally, Ereanis let go and released his own seed deep inside Richard, hissing as the he climaxed. The feel of Ereanis cum spurting deep and hot inside him, made Richard groan and whimper in lust and helplessness. The three bucked one final time and collapsed, barely conscious.

Smiling sofly and tenderly, Ereanis pulled out of Richard. It took quite a bit of effort to stand and gaze down at the two gasping and three unconscious forms before he settled down beside them and sighed. He watched the three most dear people to him, emanating contentment and satisfaction, the kind that only a lot of sex with someone whom you truly love and enjoy can produce, and he felt complete. Ironically, he had not fed the entire time, but somehow felt energized none the less. Filing the thought away for another time, he lay back and smiled. Rebecca had said he was home at last, and he had believed it, but it had and always would surprise him delightfully each time he gazed upon them and found something new to love about them. Now as he lay watching the three forms, he knew that perhaps someone else would have been able to fulfill him, but he also knew that this was something he would not trade for anything in the world. Love was rare, but to Ereanis, who had lost his own home, his people, his world... home was rarer still and that is what they had now.

There would be a lot to do on the morrow and the coming week was about to be filled with activity. But for tonight, just for tonight, they would not worry or think about anything other than their pleasure. The vikings celebrated before they set sail for this same reason. There would always be calm before a storm. The storm that was coming would be rough and soon much would be needing doing. But for now, there was nothing but the four of them.

Dusk was already falling and the sun would be setting soon, he realized as he enjoyed the moment. But perhaps, in a land so often 'evolving' and changing shape, this dusk would be more reminiscent of times past and not yet another promise of things to come. Perhaps he was simply growing old, he thought to himself with a wry grin, as the popular saying goes. Though, to be honest, having lived for millnia, he was beginning to doubt he'd qualify as 'old'.

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