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Click Ch. 02

By: Cyalith



When Jacob had rolled over and started snoring, Abigail was sure she was in for a restless night. The next thing she knew the glaring sun was peeking around the edges of the curtains and she was curled up in his arms with her back to him. She shifted a bit, wondering if she could extract herself without him waking, but his arms tightened around her.

"Your curtains suck." he mumbled burying his face in her hair "No wonder your always up so early." His lips tickled the back of her neck and she shivered before she could stop herself from reacting. He chuckled and she felt his lips press more deliberately against her neck. She then realized what else she felt pressing against her back and blushed fiercely. His mouth sent tingles down her spine and she pressed her thighs together trying to stop herself from responding to him.

"Jake... we should talk." Her voice sounded less confident than she'd hoped it would.

He pulled back and Abigail rolled on her back to look at him. His green eyes met hers and she felt butterflies in her stomach. She opened her mouth to talk and his eyes slid downwards. She grabbed the sheet to cover her breasts. Her cellphone started making a quacking sound. They ignored it. 

"Abby." he said in a teasing tone, she hated him calling her that, but when he pushed the sheet away from her and caressed her tender breast lightly with one hand causing a delightful tingling sensation elsewhere, she forgot what she was upset about. "You really have such lovely breasts." He said and bent to lick her nipple gently. 

The phone on the wall indicating someone needed to be buzzed up let out a loud ring. Something started to register in Abigail's mind, something important.

Jacob's hands slid down her sides and he started gently sucking on her other nipple. She signed and slid her hands into his hair. She realized with some embarrassment that her hips had been moving of their own volition for a few minutes as she clenched and unclenched her thighs. "Jake." She whispered, it sounded more like a question than she had intended. Suddenly he was above her, hands on either side of her shoulders, face inches from hers. "I liked Sir better." he growled and kissed her and she moaned, her legs seemed to part on their own. 

Someone knocked. "ABS! We're going to be late!"

"Shit!" Abigail started and panicked for a moment

Jacob groaned with resignation and rolled aside as Abigail bolted from the bed in a panic "I forgot, that bachelorette party... COMING KAREN!!"

"What kind of bachelorette party starts at ... what fucking time is it?" Jacob looked irritably for his cell phone. 

"We're doing a spa day thing... going out later." Abigail shouted from her closet. 

"ABS Let me in!" the door banged again.

Abigail emerged in jeans and a tank top to see Jacob standing naked in her room looking for his phone. His cock was still hard and she shivered at the thought of what they'd almost just done. What was she thinking? She had to get him to delete that photo so they could get past this and just be roommates. 

"Jacob, please delete that picture." She said pleadingly as she rummaged for her other shoe and pulled it on.

"First I have to take care of some other things." he said grumpily, sitting back on her bed. 

Abigail sighed "shouldn't you do that sort of thing in your own bed?" She could swear he was pouting. "Whatever, I've got to go. We'll talk."

She dashed for the door. "Karen I'm so sorry." She said, slamming the door shut behind her as fast as possible.

They were on the elevator before Karen asked "So.. uh.. what was your roommate doing in your bed?"

Abigail rolled her eyes "We were just talking."

"He wasn't wearing a lot of clothes." 

"Wasn't he? I hadn't noticed."

"Girl, are you sure you're not gay?" Karen said with a smirk. "I don't know any other way that you could live with that man and not have sex with him."

Abigail rolled her eyes "Not everything is about sex."

"I guess it's better that you haven't." Karen said, her tone dry.

"What do you mean?" 

"Well it's not like you can avoid him when he gets tired of you like he does all the other girls."

"True. I guess it IS better." Abigail agreed, and they headed through the lobby to Karen's car, a sudden dull ache in her chest. 

***

Abigail was having a great time. She was still horny as hell, but at least she wasn't fixating on Jacob. She'd hardly thought about him at all. She certainly hadn't though about him when she'd decided to go for the Brazilian wax, or when she borrowed a mini dress from Sharon. And she wasn't thinking about him while she danced with her friends at the bar. She was just getting drunk and having a great time. 

Despite resolutely not thinking of Jacob, Abigail was enjoying this rare night out. The rest of the bachelorette posse did this sort of thing fairly often, they seemed to enjoy egging her on as they did shots bought by friendly guys and danced with abandon in their little circle. When she felt a guy come up behind her and Sharon responded with a wave and a smile at him. Abigail didn't bother to turn around and look to see who it was. It was someone Sharon knew, so it was safe. Abigail kept dancing, and when the song turned slower and sexier and he put his arm around her waist, she let him. The strobe lights and the alcohol were affecting her, she let her body meld into him in a way she never would have before. And his hand possessively around her waist felt amazing. 

Then she heard his voice in her ear. "Having a fun time Slut?"

She turned quickly and saw a glint in his eyes that was she was already starting to realize meant trouble for her. Before she could evaluate whether that trouble was something she was going to enjoy or not, he was escorting her off the dance floor and to a booth where there stuff was. She followed him unthinking, and then they crammed in next to the pile of purses and coats. His jean clad thigh pressed against her mostly bare ones. 

"Try not to look like I'm about to abduct you." Jacob said, the glint was still there with a little half smile that made her pussy tingle.

"Aren't you?"

"Interesting.. uh, would we call that a dress?"

"Yes, it's Sharon's dress." Abigail said indignantly. Though it was short, she was clenching her thighs to keep from revealing "the good china." She'd been nervous about wearing it earlier in the evening, but with enough drinks, she'd become more confident. 

"Sharon probably wont be needing it anymore after the wedding, maybe she'll let you keep it." Jacob's grin got worse. Suddenly Abigail realized he was pulling the thin fabric down, with the hand around her waist. It was causing it to pull across her braless breasts, and reveal even more cleavage.

"Jake..." Abigail protested.

He shushed her, but stopped, pulling his arm away. Abigail reached up to pull the top back up, it was now coming to just above her aureola, a deep breath could cause her to pop out. He grabbed her hand away. Then he let his hand fall to her thigh, and then between her thighs. He was saying something but Abigail was focused on trying to keep her breathing normal. She didn't want anyone to know, to see what he was doing to her. 

Before she knew it his hand was brushing her wet panties, barely moving the hem of her skirt. And then, of course Karen was there looking concerned.

"You okay Abs?" She said over the music."I got you a water." she sat a glass of water, mostly ice on the table. 

"She's not feeling so great, I think I might take her home soon." Jacob said to Karen, sounding completely normal. Abigail was relieved he was talking. She didn't think she could with his hand brushing her lips through her tiny thong. 

"Are you sure Jake? I can take her, you just got here."

"Don't be silly Kare, it's girls night. You ladies have fun, and I'll take care of our little innocent." He grinned. The irony of this statement was not lost on Abigail. She took a drink of water in a vain attempt to cool her burning cheeks.

"If you're sure." Karen hugged Jake and waved at Abigail before rejoining the others on the dance floor 

"So, are we going?" Abigail said shakily, shifting as if to get up, but really to shake Jake's tantalizing fingers. 

"Can I have a drink of your water?" He asked solemnly, she shrugged. His hand just rested on her inner thigh as he drank. He put the glass in front of her minus some water and several ice cubes. Abigail ran her fingers through her hair nervously and scanned the room. No one was really paying any attention. The girls had wrangled another guy to dance in their circle and were oblivious to their supposedly drunk friend. But suddenly Abigail felt far too sober. 

Suddenly Jacob's lips were against her ear. "Spread your legs for me." 

Abigail sat frozen for a second, and then he suddenly pinched her iner thihg. "Now slut." she whimpered and complied. When she would have stopped he pushed further, causing her already short dress to ride up even further. Abigails eyes were scanning frantically to make sure no one noticed. But then she felt something cold COLD against her pussy lips and she gasped aloud.

The ice, oh god. 

"He can't help you here." chuckled Jacob, and then Abigail knew she was in big trouble because she hadn't meant to say that out loud. She tried not to squirm as the ice slipped between her nether lips and brushed against her clit, but it was so intense, like burning, but pleasant. And then before she knew it he had slid the ice cube further down, and up inside her. Another followed, it was three, or four of the big circular ice cubes filling her pussy. Not squirming was being disregarded in favor of another concern. They were going to melt.

"Alright, let's get you home. " Jacob said, grinning at her maliciously.

"But..."

He stood and offered a hand. She started to adjust her skirt again, but he shook his head minutely. "Come on, we gotta get a cab."

Abigail could only imagine the shade of red she had turned at this point. She clenched her pussy tight against the ice as she stood. She felt the first trickle of water on her thighs. She tried to find a walking pace that kept her thighs together but also got her out of there as fast as possible. Jacob guided her through the crowded room with a firm hand at the small of her back. He'd done that to her before, and she'd fantasized about him for days afterwords. The effect was even more lethal now that she knew something was waiting for her when they got home. If her pussy hadn't been dripping before it would be now.

In the cab he pulled her onto his lap, rather than letting her melt into the seat she supposed. The cab driver glanced in the rear view, but didn't get off his cell phone call, so it couldn't have been that scandalous. Or so Abigail told herself. His chatter didn't seem to change, but it was possible he was describing the view to his buddy on the other end. She tried not to squirm because when she did she felt the cold water trickle between her pussy lips. This of course lead to more squirming. She was determined that by the time they pulled up in front of their apartment building that it would not look like she had peed herself. 

All the while Jacobs hands were tracing idly up and down her thighs and over her back causing her to ache in a way that had nothing to do with the ice inside her. She shivered and pressed her thighs together harder. A few times during the drive she glanced at his face and saw him watching her with the same wicked glint in his eye. 

Finally they arrived, he paid the driver, who winked at him. Abigail was pretty sure her skin was the same color as her red dress at this point. She kept her thighs clenched as they walked through the lobby. This was the first time Abigail had really noticed how far the elevators were from the front door. Jacob watched her with a smirk as he adjusted his pace to match hers. 

She wanted to make some kind of conversation as they stood waiting for the elevator, but she was filled with a sudden shyness, that was somehow also part of her arousal. She found herself glancing at him and then watching the floor, wanting to make sure he looked pleased. Once she found herself in the elevator with him, her body almost longed for his touch. She thought surely, now that they were alone, he would kiss her, caress her. "Snap out of it" she told herself, he's not your boyfriend, he's your blackmailer. 

She thought of the photo on his phone, and all of her friends seeing it and tried to convince her body to calm down. But for some reason that didn't help at all. Thinking about how she was at his mercy only made things worse. Now Abigail couldn't stop wondering what was going to happen once they got home.

By the time they got through the apartment door she felt shaky and a breathless, they walked through the door and Jacob quickly guided her straight ahead to the couch and pushed her against it. 

"Bend over." He said firmly. She did, and then she felt him spread her legs a bit with his feet, and she felt another shock as more cold water flowed across her hot pussy. His fingers slid up her thigh and slid across her wet pussylips.

"I think you still need to cool off a bit." He said, she recognized the playful tone in his voice now. She wiggled her behind in response to his tone, but he smacked her sharply on her butt, causing her to breathe in sharply.

"Now now, if this punishment isn't enough to teach you about dressing like that when you go out, I'll have to think of something worse." She heard his voice move off, towards the adjoining kitchen. 

She heard his footsteps return, and then felt his fingers again, the warmth a nice contrast to the cool water. But then she felt the burning cold of another ice cube being pushed against her entrance. She whimpered as he slid this one in, the ice cubes they used at home were larger than the ones at the club. And then another bite of cold slid along her pussy lips. She tried to relax, to prepare for the square invader, but the cold slid up, away from her pussy. 

"No!" Abigail tried to sound firm and but the word came out more like an elongated moan as he pushed the cold cube against her asshole. It hurt, and burned with cold, but when she felt it give and slip into her virgin ass she moaned again. 

"Good Girl Abby, just a couple more." Abigail whimpered. Something inside her sang when he told her she was a good girl. It was sick, but knowing she had pleased him was its own pleasure. She felt another cube press into her pussy, and then her ass, alternating, filling her with a burning cold. After the first few there was a squish that accompanied them. She whimpered when more cold water trickled down across her pussy and her thighs. She wasn't sure exactly how many there were, but it was enough that she felt full when he finally stepped away. 

She heard it then, footsteps down the hallway. Usually the door blocked any sound from their neighbors, but she heard the distinct sound of voices. And that's when she realized that she hadn't heard the click of the door closing. He'd left the door open.

"Jacob..." she started.

"Shhh, just wait until it melts. It'll be okay." He was near her, next to the couch, he spoke softly. It was ridiculous how he could be comforting her, and yet causing her predicament at the same time. It was confusing.

"But.."

"Yes, they might see you, passed out over the side of the couch, with those tiny panties pulled aside and wetness sliding down your thighs. And then what will they think?" His voice was quiet. And then a door opened and closed again, still on the side of the hallway by the elevator. Abigail let out a breath she'd been holding. 

"Do you think they would think that you're the kind of girl who fucks herself with anything she can find? Do you think they'd know you were a horny little slut?" His words were only intensifying the warm feeling between her legs. "What's wrong with me?" she thought to herself, but she knew what was wrong, she'd always wanted this, all the dirty stories she'd read, the videos of girls tied in compromising positions, she'd wanted to be that girl for so long, and now she was. She hadn't thought it would be like this. 

This had to stop, she couldn't bear it if one of the neighbors saw her squirming over the couch with her pussy exposed like this. "Please, close the door."

"Sir." he corrected.

"Please Sir, please can we close the door?" her voice came out more like a moan this time. 

"One more minute, be a good girl."

Abigail realized she was squirming more than she thought, when she felt more cold water sliding over her clit and down her thighs. She heard herself whimper. She felt so exposed, her wet pussy and thighs facing the open hallway. She wondered what people would think. Could they see her freshly waxed pussy lips from the hallway? Could they tell she had more ice cubes up her ass? Her breathing was ragged and she couldn't seem to stop squirming when she finally heard the click of the door closing behind her.

"Good girl. Stay where you are, I got you a present today."

A Present? She felt his warmth behind her and his fingers trail over her aching pussy again. And thens he felt something pressing against her ass. She supposed it would have felt cool, if it hadn't been for the ice. It stretched her a bit, the way the ice cubes had, but it was a pleasant feeling at first, similar to when she would use her finger back there. Then it became a little more intense and she started to pull away. Then she felt his warm almost hot fingers rubbing against her pussy lips, and then her clit and she forgot, thrusting eagerly until she felt the stretch in her ass again, and again. She was moaning incoherently now as the thing in her ass stretched her and his fingers pleasured her. And then suddenly, with a slight pop, it was in. She moaned, feeling something pressing against her ass cheeks, and she realized, this must be a butt plug. 

A finger slid into her pussy, hot in the remains of the cool ice water. And then again, and another. And then his fingers were rubbing her clit again, the other hand pushing and tugging against the butt plug, which made her moan uncontrollably. This when on for a while, her arousal building when he fingered her, and then subsiding again, and then building. She ached for his cock, to get this plug out of her and just have him take her. She remembered how well begging had worked before.

"Sir, please, I need you." 

"Please what?" his voice was gruff, dark. 

"Please sir please fuck me." She sounded so wanton, her voice sounded alien to her own ears. 

"I'm not sure..." he trailed off, still teasing her clit with his fingers.

"Please" She moaned "Master please I need your cock inside me please. Oh god." A small part of her brain realized she'd called him master again, without even being prompted, but she didn't care, she needed him to take this plug out of her ass and fill up her pussy.

Then she felt him, pressing against her pussy, stretching her with his big cock. And she realized he wasn't taking the plug out of her ass. 

"No wait, take it out." she said with desperation, and he let out a low chuckle.

He entered her slowly, letting her feel completely filled by him and the toy invading her ass. She moaned. 

"That's a good girl, taking it in both holes like a good little slut." he said as he started fucking her slowly.

She moaned and realized with some horror that she was going to cum. Before she had a chance to say anything or ask she was cumming hard on his cock moaning. She felt some residual moisture slip out and flushed. 

"Mmm time for a different position I think." he pulled out. "Stand up, but make sure you keep your present in your ass."

Abigail whimpered and put a hand against the square base if her "present." She looked at him for the first time. He was still wearing his shirt from the club but had discarded his pants and boxers. He went and sat on the couch, his erection pointing up.


Click Ch. 02



All characters are 18 years or older. Please vote and comment to tell me how much you liked this story. 

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Click: Part 2

Temper... Temper...:

I will be the first to admit I have a bit of temper. Now I have learned to keep it in check, especially at school. But when something gets under my skin, like my sister using my phone on our mother, well there is hell to pay. 

I decided to try and work through my anger without resorting to something drastic. So I went up to my bedroom, closed the door and sat down on the floor. I placed my back against the foot of the bed and closed my eyes. The only thing I ever got out of my gym teacher was how to focus myself and meditate. Despite my anti-athletic mentality, I did have a talent for throwing a baseball. My best pitch had been clocked at over eighty miles an hour. But my accuracy sucked, so coach taught me how to visualize my target and how to calm myself before I got on the mound. So there I was on the floor trying to see myself forgiving my sister for using the phone, terrible idea. All it did was piss me off even more, so I went for just calming myself down. I cleared my thoughts and did belly breathing to push out all the negative emotions. I breathed in though my nose filling my belly with air and then breathed out from my mouth. I visualized a cloud of black smoke coming from my mouth as the bad emotions fled my body. As I did this I could hear a bird flapping its wings nearby. Then I could make out the scent of the evergreen tree just outside my window. More sounds and smells reached me as I meditated. Then I heard the soft foot falls heading in my direction, my door opened and I could hear her as she slipped in quietly. I could smell the mixture of vanilla and baby powder as she approached.

"Hello sister dearest," I said softly without opening my eyes.

"How did you know it was me," she asked.

"I can smell the vanilla body wash and the baby powder on you," I said.

"That's amazing, considering I haven't showered yet," she said moving closer still.

"I am still mad at you," I said as she straddled me.

"Aw, can't I make it up to you," she purred as she tugged her shirt up and off of her. "I'll suck your cock."

"I don't know if you deserve to," I said. "I can always get mom to blow me."

"Don't be like that," she moaned. "I'll do anything you want."

"Anything," I said opening my eyes. Damn but she was beautiful, I couldn't help but stare at her bare tits. "Grovel for my cock, get on your knees and beg me for it."

She rolled off of me and came up on her knees. Sis pressed her tits into the carpet and raised her ass high in the air. She even gave it a little wiggle as she begged.

"Please forgive me," she said with a hungry tone in her voice. "I need it Steve; my poor little pussy is so wet."

"Let me see," I said and she was all smiles. Sis got up, turned her ass in my direction and slowly peeled off her shorts. She knew I was an ass man and gave me quite an eye full. Then she bent over and pulled her ass cheeks apart. She was soaked and then some. There was no denying the little bitch was in heat.

"See how wet I am?"

"Yep, you are thoroughly soaked. But I still don't see how this concerns me. I have plenty of women to pleasure me."

"STEVE, I was your first doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"Yes, but god damn it I am so pissed at you for bringing mom into this," I snarled.

"I said I was sorry, what more do you want," she asked on the verge of tears now. "I know it, Clara..."

"What about her?"

"She's on your list right," sis asked her eyes narrowing.

"Yeah, so what," I said.

"I will get her for you, I will deliver her to you, and we will both do you at the same time. What do you say?"

"What makes you think I can't get her on my own?"

"Oh, I am sure you can," she said sliding two fingers into her tight pussy. "But uh, wouldn't it be more fun for me to lure her into an ambush? Can't you imagine both of us licking and sucking your cock? She could be riding you while I sit on your face. I'll even throw in my anal cherry. I know you've been doing it with the others, so why not me?"

"Damn, that is a tempting offer," I said as she took her two slick fingers and began finger fucking her ass.

"Look, see how tight my ass is, I can barely get my fingers in. UNNNNN... don't you wish your thick, long cock was deep inside of it? You know you want to drive it home and make me scream. Come on Steve, you know you want to fuck me."

"Oh you are wicked," I said getting to my feet.

"See how hard it is for me to finger my tight little ass... oh my god," she squealed as I drove my cock into her pussy.

"Take that you wicked little cunt," I roared.

"Oh god yes," she howled. "Fuck my pussy... yes just like that..."

I thrust my cock into her as hard and fast as I possibly could. She was so damn wet it slid in easily. I pounded her even as she continued to finger her ass. I was tempted to take her up the ass but if I did she would be the one in control and that was something I was not willing to accept. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a fierce kiss. As I hammered her cunt our tongues did a little dance in each other's mouths. The greedy little slut came in less than five minutes. As her body shook I continued to pound away. She plucked the fingers from her ass and leaned against my dresser to keep from falling over. Our feet did a little dance as sis positioned herself better, she had both hands on the dresser now and I could continue without interruption. I cupped her tits as I shifted gears to slower but harder thrusts. As I mauled her breasts my cock penetrated her pussy as deep as it could go each and every time. It didn't take long for a light layer of sweat to start forming all over our bodies. I stripped out of my shirt and jeans without losing my rhythm. I liked fucking, a lot. And having my sister bent over and taking it from behind was just a perfect way to pass the time. Once I was more comfortable, I grabbed the cock hungry bitch by her hips and pounded her harder than ever. I was just feeling the first tingling of my orgasm when she went off again. Her back arched and she thrust her tits high in the air. Her mouth was open and a scream was cut off as I ground my dick deep inside of her. 

"You pussy is taking me like a champ sis," I moaned in her ear.

"Oh god I know," she growled. "Your cock is amazing!"

"I can tell, two orgasms and counting," I said as I began thrusting again.

"Jesus, let me rest please," she begged.

"You started this, now I am going to finish it."

"You are killing me," she whimpered as I hammered her drenched cunt.

"I don't care," I said.

Whatever she said next was lost as her third and most powerful orgasm came crashing down on her without any warning. Her knees buckled and I had to catch her to keep her from face planting. I scooped her up and moved her onto my bed. I placed her so that her head hung off the foot of my bed.

"Open wide cock whore," I snarled as I eased my dick between her lips. "It's time to swallow a load."

I moved my hips slowly but she was so happy that I wasn't in her pussy she deep-throated me without question. Sis swirled her tongue around the head and shaft as I throat fucked her. I felt my cock swell as I moved almost leisurely. 

"God damn that feels amazing," I said praising her oral talents. "Get ready, I am so damn close."

I was too. I watched my cock disappear between her soft pouty lips; the voyeur in me was overwhelmed. I hit the point of no return and thrust just a little faster now. 

"Take it you cock hungry bitch," I snarled as my climax rose up and overwhelmed me. I cried out as my cum hit the back of her throat. Now it was my time for my knees to almost give out. Sis reached up and wrapped her fist around the shaft to milk every last drop of cum. She stroked and squeezed at the same time. Then her fist moved faster as her lips wrapped around the head of my cock. I began grunting as she not only kept me hard but was working on getting another load from me.

"Trying to catch up on orgasms are we," I asked through gritted teeth.

"MMMMHMMMMMM," she moaned.

"I am not done with your pussy missy," I told her. "I am still going to shoot a load inside of you."

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she let out a long drawn out groan.

It didn't take much coaxing to get her on her back. Her pussy was perched on the edge of the bed and I was teasing her with the tip of my iron hard monster. I eased into her, pussy lips parting for me and her cunt gripping me so very nice. I wondered if Asuna's pussy would be as tight as or tighter than my sister's. That thought got my juices flowing. I was going to fuck her until she begged me to stop and then fuck her some more. Sis's cries brought me out of my revelry. I was pounding her hard and fast. My sweat was falling on her tits as I drove into her. She was beating on my chest as I fucked her.

"Slow down, Jeez I can't take this," she begged.

"Shut up and enjoy it," I said as I continued.

"UNNNNNN CHRIST," she howled as another orgasm hit her, then another and another.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. But what about a woman pleasured beyond her capacity to speak? My sister was still on her back with her back arched and her guttural scream was still ringing in my ears. My cock was buried in her cunt and I was holding on for dear life. Damn, but the girl could make a man happy. 

"S... stop... please..." she whimpered. "I can't stand it any longer. It's just too much!"

"Um... no..." I said as I began thrusting into her once more.

Fiona began shaking and her hands formed into claws. Then my cock began to swell inside of her and her eyes rolled up in her head. 

"Spray... SSSSS... Spray my tits," she moaned.

I nodded and thrust in quick hard movements. Then when I couldn't fight it anymore I yanked my cock from her and cut loose a series of jets that covered not only her tits but her face as well. Sis just lay there a quivering mass of bliss. 

"Unnn," she whimpered. "Please tell me you're done."

"Yeah, I'm done for now," I said. "Go shower up and get some rest."

"Yes sir," she said as she got up and left the room.

I was still getting used this whole roll as Master. I liked it, but it was a lot of work to upkeep. I guess it was nice that at school I was just a nobody. It took the pressure off of me, unless of course I was in one of my classes with Brandy. Then it was an intense feeling of sexual tension. I was learning a lot about human nature. What drove people, what motivated them and how to push their buttons. Maybe I would go into politics? But first I wanted to visit my uncle and thank him for his generous gift. 

Uncle Carl:

I slept like a baby and woke to a gorgeous Friday morning. I smelled pancakes and got dressed and headed downstairs. There was mom wearing just an apron and a smile.

"Morning," she said with a wiggle of her bare ass.

"Something smells good," I said as I moved to stand behind her.

"MMMMMMM, I thought you might want pancakes and something else for breakfast."

"You know how much I love pancakes," I moaned in her ear. "But I will be late for school if I have both."

"No you won't, I called the school and said you were sick," she moaned back.

"Well, I guess I can have both then," I said as I moved away. "Food first, then all the fucking you can stand."

"Oh, I love you so much," she said. 

Mom was literally shaking with need as she loaded my plate with pancakes, sausage and hash browns. Sis came down and spotted mom bending over to get the syrup from where she had accidently dropped it. It was a spectacular view of my mother's backside. Sis looked just a little jealous and I knew she wished she had thought of serving me breakfast.

"Your brother has a fever and is staying home today," mom said.

"Pussy fever," sis shot back.

"That may be, so eat your breakfast and get going," mom said with a wicked grin.

"Perhaps, we could both stay home," sis offered.

"Both, why should you stay," mom asked. Sis sauntered over and whispered in mom's ear. Mom nodded and then smiled ear to ear.

"Dear me, I think you are right, I better call the school and tell them you've got it too."

"What the hell did you say," I asked.

"Nothing," sis said as she sat down to eat. "Pass the syrup."

We ate in silence as mom made a second phone call to our school. I texted Asuna and told her we were still on for our date. It was just a mild fever and I would be over it before too long. I finished eating and put my plate in the sink. Mom grabbed my wrist and pulled.

"Come on, I want first shot at you," she whispered.

"Go ahead I'll catch up," sis said.

"Oh you little slut you," I said to my sister.

"Two are better than one," mom moaned.

I let her lead me up the stairs to her bedroom. Once there she stripped me and pushed me down onto the bed. Her lips were on mine as she straddled me. She placed my hands on her tits as she ground her pussy against my crotch. Her desperate moans had me rock hard in no time at all. The heat of her sex was amazing as she rubbed against me.

"I promise to suck you off, but first please fuck me," she asked as she broke our kiss.

"I want your tits and lips around my cock... after," I said even as she began to lift up and grab my cock. "Oh shit..."

She slowly lowered her pussy down. I sank into her warm wet depths so easily. We were both moaning as she began to ride me. 

"UN... UNNNN... UNNNN... I needed your cock so damn bad precious," she said calling me by the term she had called my father.

"I am not dad," I said as I thrust up into her.

"NO, you're not; your cock is much bigger and better than his ever was."

"You still owe me," I groaned as her pussy gripped me tighter.

"Owe you," she asked as she rose up. Then she just dropped down hard letting gravity do its thing. "What do you want me to do precious?"

"Fuck three of my friends while I watch," I said.

"You want to see my pussy and ass get penetrated at the same time, MMMMMM you naughty boy you."

"I want to see them fuck you senseless," I said correcting her.

"Why, when your cock is more than enough," she asked a hunger building in her.

"I thing they deserve such a fine piece of ass such as yours," I said meeting her thrust for drop now.

"UNNNNN... UNNNNN... I am close," she said in warning. "I told you I would do anything for you. Line them up and I will fuck and suck them all just for your entertainment."

"Come for me," I said. My cock was painfully hard by now. 

I grabbed her by the hips, held her still and jack hammered her pussy from below. Mom came on command and leaned backwards as her orgasms struck one after the other. Was it just my cock, or was it the thought of her getting pounded by three guys that had set her off? I didn't know and didn't care. I just wanted her happy.

"Jesus, what a ruckus," sis said as she came into the room. "MMMMMM, now that is a sight to behold. That gorgeous cock of yours planted to the root in our mother."

"Yes, mine all mine," mom giggled.

"Now-now, you promised to share," sis said as she began to strip. "It's for his pleasure after all."

"You are right, but I'm not done with his cock yet," mom said. "You had him last night and I want him to fuck me from behind."

"Fine, let me lay down and I can lick you two while he does that," she offered.

"Agreed," mom said.

Mom and I disentangled ourselves as sis took up her position. Mom got on her hands and knees above sis while I stood on the side of the bed. I slid back into mom's tight little cunt as sis opened her mouth and began suckling one of my balls, talk about intense. I rocked my hips slowly enjoying what my sister was doing from below. As I fucked mom, sis was eagerly lapping at either the underside of my cock or mom's clit, or sometimes both. I never knew that sis was into girls until now. Mom seemed to like her daughter's tongue quite well. She was moaning and begging for tongue and cock the entire time. I was unable to keep my pace under control for long, thanks to sis. My cock was plowing into mom at a break neck speed. My balls were slapping sis in the face. Mom and I were both moaning as my cock swelled inside of her.

"Where... where should I cum," I asked.

"Blast my insides precious," she whimpered. "So damn close... come with me precious..."

I hammered her cunt for all I was worth and tried to time my climax with hers. When I felt her pussy grip me tight I let loose. The torrent of cum hit her inner walls just as she was reaching the peak of her climax. Sis lapped up the excess that gushed from mom's womb. I stood there with my cock transfixed inside my mom.

"Oh damn," I said breathlessly.

"MMMMMMMM delicious," sis said from underneath.

"I am so addicted to this cock of yours," mom added when she could speak again.

I eased my dick from mom and sis pounced. She licked me clean and trapped my cock down her throat. I wanted to scold her, but damn it, it felt too good to make her stop. Mom rolled off and sat and watched the performance. Then she joined in when sis rolled onto her belly for a better angle. While sis worked on the tip of my cock, mom licked the shaft and base. Then they swapped back and forth for a long while. I knew this was going to be a long ass day. 

At some point I ended up on mom's bed and on my back. Mom was straddling my face while sis lowered her pussy onto my latest erection. As I lapped at my mother's slit, sis rode me so slowly it was blissful agony. I suckled mom's clit as my sibling drove her hips down in hungry thrusts. When I grabbed mother's ass cheeks and pulled them apart, she climaxed with my tongue lodged deep inside of her. I lapped at her pussy and tasted her like I had never done before. Sis was still riding me when mom moved and spoke in her ear. Sis chuckled and then nodded. I felt my partner lift up and off of me. Then I saw my mother and sister lying on top of one another. They were kissing deeply as they offered me both pussies to fuck. I knelt down and eased into my sister again while I fingered my mom's ass and pussy. Then I began trading off, fucking each of them in turn. I would hammer mom's cunt while I fingered sis and then without warning switch back to my sister. Their orgasms began to blur as I felt my final climax creep up on me. I was inside of my sister when I passed that point of no return.

"Going to cum," I shouted.

"Give it to us," sis hollered.

"Yes, spray us precious," mom said.

"Here... it... comes..." I said as I thrust into my mom for a few brief strokes and then yanked my cock free and let loose a torrent upon them. Cum hit sis on her belly and mom on her rounded ass.

I was panting and felt the last of my energy pulse out of me. I fell onto my back and just lie there. Sis crawled over to my left side and mom onto my right. Sleep took me in the embrace of my family.

I awoke and found the two of them still clinging to me. My arms were tingling and ready to fall asleep beneath the pair. I slowly eased my limbs free but not without waking them both.

"Grrrr..." mom said. "I was having a naughty dream."

"Me too," sis said.

"Well, since I have time," I said. "I am going to go and thank Uncle Carl for his gift."

"Are you still going on your date," sis asked licking her lips.

"Yes I am," I told her. "I think I have enough time to recharge before I meet up with Asuna."

"Are you going to take both of her cherries," sis asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Who have you been ass fucking," mom asked in an alarming voice.

"Well," I tried to say but sis cut me off.

"Everyone but us," sis said pouting.

"I see how it is," mom said frowning. "My ass isn't good enough for you."

"I never said that," I told them. "We just haven't done it is all. You both have beautiful butts and I am looking forward to tapping them."




Click Ch. 02



"Okay, just don't forget about us while you build your little harem," mom said smiling.

"Harem, it's nothing like that," I argued.

"Once you get them all, are you going to stop sleeping with any of them," sis asked.

"I don't know, it all depends on each girl," I said sheepishly.

"Liar, if I was in your position, I'd be hitting them as much and as often as I could," mom said crossing her arms beneath her ample breasts.

"Maybe I need to lighten my load," I said looking at the two of them.

"Now wait a minute," sis said. "You don't mean..."

"Yeah, I still haven't punished you for what you did Fiona," I snarled.

"Please Steve don't make me forget," sis begged.

"You wouldn't do that to me would you," mom asked.

"Mom, you weren't supposed to be part of this equation, and truth be told neither was sis," I said. "I broke down and fucked her in a moment of weakness. My plan involved the bitches at school."

"Please precious, I will do anything, don't forget your three friends... I will do that for you of my own free will."

"I..." I said then closed my mouth. "God damn you Fiona..."

I got my pants and fished out my phone. 

"Stand together, I have a perfect punishment for both of you," I said as I opened the phone and readied the camera. Grudgingly they obeyed and posed for me. Sis was behind mom cupping her tits when I snapped the picture. As always their eyes went dull and then I pronounced their judgment.

"Saturday night I am going to have my three best friends come over and fuck the living shit out of you mom. I am going to record it for posterity so I can watch it over and over again. Fiona for breaking my trust, I am going to take you to the park wearing only a dog collar, a coat and a smile. Whoever we run into you are going to fuck. We will do that for ten nights after that. You are going to be known as the park slut and after that I will see if you get to keep your memories or not. You will never touch my phone ever again, either of you, got it."

"I understand," the pair said in unison.

"Now get some sleep and dream naughty dreams." I ordered.

The two cuddled in mom's bed as I tucked them in. I took a much needed shower before I left for Uncle Carl's place. I texted him and got his address. I borrowed my mom's car and headed out. I still had a date with Asuna tonight and didn't want to miss the fun I planned for her. The drive to the edge of town took about thirty minutes. Carl's land was in an undeveloped part that bordered on a national park. He took his privacy to extremes and I always wondered what had pushed him over the edge. All I ever got out of my mom was that something had happened during a visit to Ireland over twenty years ago. He had been young then and it had derailed him both emotionally and socially. I had heard he was a party animal and one of the nicest people in the world. Then he just snapped and changed forever. 

I arrived at the gate that led into and onto his vast property. Mom said he owned over a hundred acres of land and most of it was wooded. From the look of the virgin forest in front of me, I wondered at the man even more. The gate opened without any prompting from me and I drove on. The narrow paved road ran for about a quarter mile then abruptly ended. There was a Mercedes Benz parked and so I followed suit. I got out and followed the only path available. There were trees on either side towering above me blocking out most of the sunlight. The shadowed trail was much cooler than I expected and took a serpentine way through the woods. After a little while I saw something regular through the tree line. It was dark and angled upwards. After another five minutes I began to see more details and realized it was a glass pyramid. My uncle had built a fucking pyramid in the middle of nowhere!

The path finally led to a clearing and at its center was the glittering structure. The sun hit the transparent sides and prismed with a thousand rainbows. It was gorgeous! There was a door in the center of the wall facing the path. I walked up to front of the structure still amazed at the sight before me. How the hell had he done it? I reached the glass door and knocked. There was barely a moment's hesitation when the door slid open. Then a voice called out.

"Come in," she said. 

I figured it was my uncle's girlfriend, man was I wrong. I stepped in and looked around. The ceiling was at least twenty high and it was glass too. The door slid closed and the voice called out again.

"I'm in here," she said.

I followed the voice to a massive living room. It was decorated in the style of the pharaohs of old. There was even a sarcophagus that was being used as a coffee table. Standing in the middle of the room was a stunning blonde dressed in a simple hooded bath robe. I looked at her features and I saw the striking resemblance to my mom. Truth is she looked more like a younger version of my mom, with her exotic mix of Scotch-Irish and Italian heritage. What the fuck was going on here? 

"Where is Uncle Carl," I asked.

"Right here Steve," she said.

"Wait a fucking minute, you can't be Carl," I said utterly confused.

"It's Carlotta actually," she corrected. "I go by Carl to throw off the spooks."

"Spooks, what spooks," I asked.

"The feds," she said smiling.

"I don't understand," I told her.

"Follow me and I'll show you, it'll be easier that way," she said.

She turned and I walked in her shadow. She led me to the rear of the building where her workshop was. It couldn't have been anything else. There were tools and parts everywhere. But in the center of the room was a large object covered in a tarp. 'Uncle Carl' stepped up to the tarp and tugged it aside without a single word of explanation. It was a drone, like the one used by the military. But this one was jet black with beveled edges all over it.

"You invented a stealth drone," I asked.

"It's a lot more than that," she said grinning.

"I don't understand," I said.

"The engine that drives it is unique," she said.

"How so," I asked.

"This one runs cold, not hot," she said smiling even wider now.

"Cold," I said. "But how is that even possible?"

"I discovered a fuel that burns cold," she said with a shrug.

"Can I ask a personal question," I asked.

"You want to know about Ireland, don't you?" She said and I just nodded. "Before we go there I need something from you."

"Fair enough, what do you need?"

"A taste test," she said reaching into the pocket of her robe. "I have created a cutting edge vitamin and I need a third opinion."

"I take it someone else tried it already," I said.

"Yeah, and she didn't like it," Carl said frowning. "She spat it out the minute it hit her tongue. I need someone to go the distance and tell me."

She opened a metal tin and offered me the singular lozenge inside. It was bright blue and glittered like a gemstone. I took it and popped it into my mouth. I sucked on it and felt it begin to dissolve. It didn't taste bad, in truth it didn't taste like anything. It was bland and it didn't take long for it to completely dissolve. I swallowed the last bit and shrugged.

"Not much of a flavor to be honest," I said.

"Well, I will have to work on that I suppose," she said.

"So, now can I hear about Ireland?" I asked.

"Yes, since it is your story too now," she said smiling again.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean... oh hell... what did I just eat?"

"Something that will change your life, forever, just like it did for me."

In the Shadow of the Old Ones:

Then the words tumbled from her lips. She was only nineteen when it all happened. My grandparents saved up and sent Carlotta and my mom to Ireland. They travelled extensively for that month. It included some backpacking and hiking to see those spots off the beaten track. It was on the last trek that they encountered the storm and the cave. They were caught off guard when a fierce thunderstorm broke right over them. They were laughing and giggling as they raced through the woods looking for shelter. The shelter they found was an unexpected cave. It wasn't until they dove into the dry stony womb that the pair discovered it wasn't a cave but the entrance to a manmade structure. Well, they assumed it was manmade, damn were they wrong. They each took out a flashlight and set their backpacks near the entrance. There were no markings to indicate who had built this place. But the entire thing was carved from the living rock without a single support beam. It wasn't until they reached the forth chamber that they found the warning. The letters were carefully scrawled on the north wall. 

'Turn back, worse than death lies beyond.'

They giggled again and pressed on. The light from their flashlights illuminated the way. While they tried to stay together, it was Carlotta that made a wrong turn. Before she knew it she was alone in what had become a labyrinth. She called out for her sister but never got a reply. The next chamber held a new discovery, another message on the wall. But this time there was no warning, no it was only a name and a date.

"Indigo," Carlotta said out loud. "Who is Indigo... no that can't be right... that date is years from now..."

But the message was obviously very old and faded from time and elements. It must be some sort of mistake! She rushed into the next chamber and stopped dead in her tracks. Her light fell upon a monstrosity and it was looking directly at her. The thing was tall; nearly eight feet from the top of its misshapen head down to its... knees... the thing was kneeling down. Dear god it must be over sixteen feet when it stood up! Carlotta wanted to scream but was afraid of what it might do to her. The three horizontal slits that passed for eyes looked at her with amusement. The mass of tentacles, where its mouth should be, quivered as it spoke.

"There is no need to fear me," it said.

"Who are you, what are you," she asked.

"My people came to this world long before humanity came down from the trees," it said.

"You are an alien," she said.

"No, I was born here, though it pains me to say it was long before the large reptiles died out so tragically."

"You are older than the extinction of the dinosaurs," she asked.

"Is that what you call them," it said. "It is appropriate I suppose. Now follow me and I will show you a few things before I lead you out of my home."

"After you," she said as the thing rose up to its full tremendous height and lumbered eastward.

She had to jog to keep up with the thing. Its stride was enormous as it passed through chamber after chamber. It stopped in the only round room she had seen. In the ceiling of the chamber was a circular hole and through it fell rainwater. The thing stood beneath the hole and let the water anoint his dark dry skin. Soon the gray exterior of the thing was gone, replaced by a glistening navy hued skin that was mottled and patterned like marble. The entity let out a sound like a deep resonate sigh.

"Much better," it said. "Would you care to enjoy the rain, but no you already have had your fill of it. That is why you came here isn't it? You came to escape the rain. Now little one, dance for me..."

"No, I couldn't," Carlotta said but her body moved out its own accord.

In horror she watched as she took the things place beneath the hole. She was dancing to some unheard erotic beat. As it continued she began to tug her shirt up and over her head. Then her bra followed as her body undulated and writhed for the thing. She cupped her tits and offered them to the blasphemous entity. When it declined her fingers began to work the belt and then the buttons of her jeans. NO, please not this, but heedless to her mental screams her body continued to disrobe. Soon the cold rain was falling on her naked form. Carlotta felt dirty and tainted as the thing stared at her. Then it approached her and she saw the lower tentacles of the thing spring to life and she knew what was going to happen. She tried to will herself away but it was not to be. She felt the first of the tentacles to violate her penetrate her pussy. It was large, slippery and unyielding as it impaled her to the core.

"YESSSS," the thing moaned. "It has been centuries since I felt the sweet embrace of a human female."

"Indigo," Carlotta cried out as the thing thrust into her.

"Yes, that was her name," it said as it took her.

"Oh god, too big," she said. "Please stop!"

"I have barely begun," it sneered. "Now let's try two."

The second tentacle violated her ass with no hesitation or foreplay whatsoever. The scream was primal as it echoed off the walls. The two tentacle cocks worked in unison and pushed her passed her capacity but oblivion never came. To silence her screams the thing thrust a third of its tentacles down her throat. Her tongue began to lick and her lips pleasured the alien flesh. She was completely taken by the thing. Then it began to grow worse. Pleasure began to flood her body as it fucked her. As its cocks violated her she felt an orgasm growing inside of her. No, she didn't want to feel any joy from this union, but there it was a might climax ready to engulf her. Her body shook as she came. But it wasn't done yet, oh no, not even close. It continued to take its pleasure from her for what seemed like forever. When one tentacle pulsed deep inside of her it was soon replaced by another then another. It shot load after load inside her as well as on her tits, ass and face. 

Carlotta lay on the cold wet floor as the falling rain washed away the alien fluids that covered her from head to toe. The thing looked down at her and gripped her once more. But this time it was almost lovingly embracing her. It opened her mouth and dropped something inside. Whatever it was struck her tongue and began to dissolve. After a short while it had completely disappeared into her system.

"My gift to you," it said. "I will leave you a second one so that you may one day have a companion to share your talents with."

"I don't understand," she whispered. She was too weak to move and in too much pain to want to shift from where she was.

"You will understand in time," it said. "Sleep, when you awake you will be reunited with your sister."

When she awoke she was dry, dressed and in the first chamber. Her sister was there and smiling down at her.

"I was afraid I'd never find you," my mother said. "It's morning and the storm is gone, ready to go?"

"Yes, let's leave this hellish place," Carlotta said.

"What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it. Besides, you would never believe me, no one would."

They left the cave and continued on with their vacation. But darkness clung to Carlotta for the rest of her life.

I listened in utter amazement at her story. I wasn't sure if this was the ranting of a mad woman or a dark and terrible truth. 

"So what did it do to you," I asked. "That blue thing you gave me."

"It made me smarter," she said. "It filled my mind with a deep and profound understanding."

"Of what," I asked.

"Anything... Everything...," she said. "If I was curious about something there it was in my head. It also seems to have slowed my aging down quite a bit."

"So why me," I asked.

"Because I spit when I should have swallowed," a new voice said. It was very feminine and very sensual.

I turned to see a curvaceous figure silhouetted in the doorway. I held up my hand to try and block out some of the sunlight.

"Carlie can you," the woman said.

"Oh yes just a moment," Carlotta said reaching into her other pocket. She produced a remote control and hit one of the buttons. Instantly there was darkness and a moment later overhead lights kicked in.

"How the hell," I said.

"There are LCD panels between the exterior and interior plates," Carlotta explained.

"So they turn opaque with a button," I said and my 'uncle' nodded. "Aren't you concerned that if it hails you might be replacing broken glass?"

"That's not glass," she said grinning.

"Okay, what is it then?"

"I was watching a bunch of sci fi movies and was inspired. I discovered a way to produce transparent titanium. It is light, strong and well see-through."

"Brilliant," I said.

"Yep, she is," the other woman said. I turned to see who she was and my jaw dropped.

"I know you," I said as she walked up to me. "I have a couple of your movies."

"If you had them with you, I'd autograph them," the porn star said smiling.

Suddenly I was tongue tied, but such a beauty and talent took my breath away. The two women laughed and then kissed. Well that answered what the relationship was.

"How did you two meet," I asked getting my thoughts straightened out.

"California," Carlotta said.

"She was visiting Silicon Valley and I was doing an awards show," Gianna said.

"I stumbled into the wrong hotel," Carlotta said blushing.

"She looked so cute with her eyes so wide and mouth working," Gianna said.

"It was lust at first sight," Carlotta said.

"Well I came here to thank you for the phone," I said.

"You're not leaving already are you," Gianna asked as she moved to stand behind me. Then she pressed her tits against my back. "It would be rude to leave after we've just met."

"Gianna what are you doing," Carlotta asked as the brunette reached around and unzipped me.

"This," she said as she took out my cock and began stroking it.

"UNNNN," I moaned. "Oh damn."

"Want to see me suck it Carlie?"

"No, he is my nephew for god's sake and stop right there don't you..."

"MMMMMMMMMM he's so damn hard," Gianna said kneeling in front of me now. "Did you jack off to my movies?"

"UNNNNNN yeah," I admitted as she licked the underside of my cock.

"Did you cum hard," she asked as she continued to stroke me.

"UNNNNN HUH," I groaned.

"Do you want to fuck me," Gianna asked.

"Don't you dare," Carlotta growled. But the curvy brunette was already on her hands and knees facing away from me.

"Be a dear and take off my panties," Gianna said.

I knelt down and slowly tugged them down and off of her.

"Steven don't you dare stick your..."

"UNNNNN so big," Gianna moaned as I eased my cock into her. "Now fuck me... hard."

"Steven if you... oh Jesus he's so long and thick...," Carlotta moaned. "The sound is so obscene and yet."

"God damn, I am fucking Gianna," I said as I hammered her pussy.

Carlotta opened her robe and began masturbating right in front of us. She was squatting down and right next to us. I watched her fingers plow into her shaved pussy. It was like watching my sister or mom do it. I fucked the porn star faster now.

"YESSSSS," Gianna cried out as she got closer and closer to her orgasm. "Fuck me Steven!"

Despite my sensual ordeal at home, how could I not fuck the hell out of Gianna? I rolled her onto her back and grabbed her massive tits. How many cocks had slid between these gorgeous breasts? She put her legs over my shoulders and I sunk a little deeper into her cunt. The professional slut was arching her back and crying out now as I continued to drive my cock into her. Carlotta watched intently as she continued to finger herself. Gianna looked up at me and placed her hands on my chest.

"You can stop now," she said. "Wait; give me a minute to, god damn it stop!"

But it fell on deaf ears. I wasn't stopping until I came. I kept thrusting and her eyes rolled up in her head. Her ass left the floor as she drove her hips into me. She gave up on begging and just accepted her fate. When my cock swelled up inside of her Gianna came again. 

"Where do you want me to cum," I said. "I am real close!"

"On my tits," she moaned weakly.

I thrust as long as I could then at the last second pulled out and sprayed her tits and face. Carlotta cried out and came with me in her own way. Gianna sat up and slapped me. Then she kissed me and lies back down on the floor.




Click Ch. 02



"When I say stop," Gianna said. "I mean fucking stop."

"Admit it, you actually came from me fucking you," I said.

"I know, twice," Gianna said. "I don't let actors make me cum and by god I didn't want you to."

"Why the hell not," I asked forgetting who she was at that minute.

"She gets emotionally attached very easily, when she climaxes." Carlotta explained.

"Oh, sorry," I said. "But damn that was intense."

"Yes it was," Gianna moaned. "I am still shaking inside."

"Me," Carlotta whispered.

"What," I asked.

"Me," Carlotta said again but louder. "Fuck me Steven." Then she was on top of me. I felt someone's hand on my cock and my semi-hard dick slid into Carlotta. Then she was moving slowly at first but then a bit faster. As she rode me I got harder filling her up in no time. Carlotta looked down at me as tears fell from her eyes onto my face. 

"Not a monster," she moaned as she dropped down impaling herself. "So handsome and so safe."

"No, I'm not a monster Carlotta," I said. "Take your pleasure from me. It'll be alright."

"So big... UNNN UNNNN UNNNN... so damn hard inside of me."

I never said another word as she fucked me. I understood why and it was a healing thing for her. I let her have complete control the entire time. She made it last a very long time. Every time I got close she slowed down or stopped. Then began again and rode me until she could no longer fight her own orgasm.

"I am going to cum now, please shoot inside of me Steven," she begged. "I want to feel that more than anything."

"Oh god, I am so damn close," I said.

"Me too, give it to me," she said louder now.

We were moaning in time with one another when my back arched upwards driving my cock into her depths. As I shot inside of her, I felt her pussy squeeze me tight. Carlotta fell on top of me panting and wheezing.

"I did it," she said over and over again. "I took a cock inside of me. Thank you Steven... I love you so much!"

I looked over and saw Gianna crying. Her eyes were so bright at that moment and I realized the depth of the connection between Carlotta and her. 

"I need a shower," I said when my aunt had recovered.

"Me too," Gianna said.

"HMMMM I guess it's a threesome for the shower," Carlotta said smiling.

"Oh boy," I said.

"Let's rock his world," Gianna said.

"Yes, lets..."

I had to text Asuna and push our date back a few hours. She understood I was home sick from school after all. It was getting dark outside when the naughty duo finally had their fill. But Carlotta didn't send me home empty handed. She took the old phone from me and touched it to a slender piece of transparent material. 

"There, all of your numbers and files are downloaded onto your new phone," she said proudly.

"That's a phone," I asked.

"Yep, I've seen all the ads about titanium phones, so I used the transparent titanium for your replacement. It has all the bells and whistles and then some."

"So it still..." I said.

"Yes, the flash will still do that, plus you now have the option to turn off that effect. It is both touch and voice activated. It will only function for you; it has biometric security on it. It will just be a hunk of metal for anyone else."

"Great, now it has that," I said.

"Wait, did someone else use the phone?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Who was it used on?"

"Your sister," I said making an awkward expression.

"Who did it to her?"

"My sister," I said.

"Wait, you used the phone on your sister?"

"Yeah, but just to see if it really worked, I asked her to show me her butt. She ended up stripping down and flashing me. I told her to forget and she did, but only on a conscious level. Her hormones were all jacked up and we ended up in the shower together."

"Oh my, but why did she use it on her mother?"

"Mom hasn't gotten laid since dad died. Sis thought it would be good for her. I am the man of the house now, in both of their eyes."

"So you are sleeping with both of them?"

"Um, yeah, plus some of the girls at school," I said.

"Damn, to be young again," Gianna said.

"How many at school," Carlotta asked.

"Three, well four after tonight," I said.

"Tonight," Gianna asked. "Who is on the menu tonight?"

"A really hot Asian gal," I blurted out. "We are going to the movies."

"MMMMMMMMM I love fucking in public places," Gianna moaned.

"Gianna behave," Carlotta said. "So I take it you like my birthday gift then?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Well, we better not keep you waiting," Carlotta said. "Don't be a stranger."

"I won't," I said.

"Call me," Gianna said.

"UMMMM... I don't have your number," I said.

"Oh yes you do," Carlotta said.

"Wait, you planned all of this? You had her seduce me so you could; oh you are so going over my knee next time."

"I look forward to it," Carlotta said smiling.

"Me too," Gianna added.

I left wearing a brand new wardrobe, a button up shirt and jeans that Carlotta had designed. Even the tennis shoes were of her handiwork. I had been set up like some sort of male escort and paid handsomely for my time. I didn't feel cheap at all. In fact I felt fantastic! I walked through the unlit path back to mom's car. It took me a minute to realize that my night vision had improved significantly. I could see in dim light as if it were daytime! Was this a side effect of the blue thing I had been given? I didn't know. I reached the car without incident and drove home. I could stop by there or go straight to the theatre and wait for Asuna. I changed course and headed for downtown. I slid the transparent phone from my shirt pocket. I touched the center of the screen and it lit up. The wallpaper was a picture of Gianna cupping her tits and licking a nipple. 

"Command me Master," the phone said with Gianna's sultry voice.

"Send text," I said.

"Who is the lucky girl," the phone asked.

"My mother," I said.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM I've found her deep inside of my index," the phone moaned.

"Just tell her I am not coming home," I said.

"Got it, you're not cumming," it said with a sensual purr. "Anything else I can do for you Master?"

"Music," I asked.

"Ask and I will provide," it moaned.

Soon I had a list of songs deep inside of her Que. Gods what a cluster! I had a nymphomaniac for a phone and it had the voice of a woman I really had the hots for. I was torn and a little turned on by this, yep, definitely going to hell when I die. 

I arrived at the theatre and parked. I got a reply from my mom.

"She is disappointed that you are not cumming," the phone said. "Pity really."

"I have a date," I said. "Why am I explaining myself to a phone?"

"Sex trumps mom any day," the phone said. "So is she cute?"

"Very," I said and then glared down at the screen. "I am beginning to think you aren't the average phone."

"Silly boy, I am hardly just a phone," it said. "My functions far exceed simply making phone calls."

"Oh boy," I said.

"Want me to prove it," it asked.

"Um..."

"Okay, I will show you what I can accomplish," it said.

Without warning every car in the parking lot suddenly started and their lights came on. This lasted about five seconds then went silent just as quickly as they had started. Darkness and silence had returned to the lot.

"You proved your point," I said. "Carlie has outdone herself."

"I am glad we understand each other," it purred. "She is out front."

"What, how do you, never mind," I said as I got out of the car and closed the door.

"There is only one female of oriental descent inside of me," the phone said. "I used close circuit cameras to locate her, along with facial recognition software. She is very attractive by the way."

"How do you measure beauty?"

"The same way you do," it said. "Symmetry, oh and she is stacked."

"Shhh, there she is," I whispered.

Asuna was standing there and next to her an attractive older woman. They both turned to face me at the same time. It became clear that the woman was her mother. They smiled as I walked up.

"I can see where you get your stunning good looks from," I said.

"Flatterer," the woman said. "Watch out for this one, he'll charm you right out of that skirt you're wearing."

"Oh mom," Asuna said blushing.

"I wanted her to wear slacks, but she wanted to show off those legs of hers."

"I see you're wearing a skirt too," I said.

"You noticed," she said with a wicked smile.

"Mom," Asuna said her voice dripping with venom.

"How about a photo," I asked. "...of two gorgeous women together."

"Sure," her mom said.

"Yeah," Asuna said with a smile.

I brought out the new phone, aimed through the screen and click. The flash went off and both of them went blank for just a moment and then smiled again.

"So are you ready for the movie Asuna," I asked and she nodded.

"Yeah, I have been looking forward to this," she said.

"I am glad you are here," I said looking at Asuna's mom.

"Yuna, you can call me Yuna," she said.

"Well Yuna, are you going to pick up Asuna or should I bring her home?"

"MMMMMM, why don't you bring her home? Maybe you can visit a little after the movie."

"I'd like that, wear something comfortable," I said.

"Naughty boy, of course I will," Yuna purred. "You two have a good time."

Yuna turned and left. I led Asuna to the ticket window. She slipped her arm around my waist and we picked a movie out. 

"What do you want to see," I asked.

"Oh, I don't care," she said.

"What is playing next," I asked the guy behind the glass.

"The Call of Cthulhu," he said.

"Sounds interesting," I said and Asuna nodded. "Two tickets please..."

We moved into the lobby and headed for the concession stand. We got soda and popcorn then headed for number seventeen in this huge theatre. I had the feeling I was being watched or followed but when I looked back I didn't see anyone I knew, just a cute brunette strolling behind us. We went to the very back row and took our seats. The advertisements were still playing when we settled down to snuggle. To my utter amazement the brunette who had been walking behind us sat down next to me. Well that was going to put a lid on our messing around. Asuna and I simply sat back and stared at the screen. We could fool around once it got dark. The sultry woman next to me reached in and took a handful of popcorn from our bucket. I thought Asuna was going to scratch her eyes out but I waved her off. I leaned over and whispered in the woman's ear.

"Do I know you," I asked.

"Not yet, but the night is early," she said as her hand settled on my thigh.

"Okay, but um..." I started to reply when she began rubbing me slowly.

"Shut up and watch the movie, its starting," she said just as the house lights dimmed. Then she unzipped me and freed my cock.

Color me 'what the fuck' as she began stroking me off. Thank god Asuna couldn't see what the crazy bitch was doing. But damn it felt amazing, crazy or not she had a deft touch and knew how to stroke a guy off. The movie started and we settled into a nice quiet rhythm. Asuna watched the movie as I tried desperately not to moan.

"Oh dear, I got butter and salt on that fine cock of yours, MMMMM let me lick it off of you," the woman moaned in my ear.

"NO," I hissed but it was too late. She lifted up the arm rest between us and buried her head in my lap. Oh shit what now?

"UM Steve, is that woman sucking you off," Asuna asked very quietly.

"Yes," I whimpered as my cock popped into the stranger's throat.

"Why is she doing that," Asuna asked her rage barely held in check.

"I have no idea, honest," I said.

"I believe you," Asuna said. "Hey bitch, get your filthy mouth off that cock. It belongs to me." 

Asuna had bent down and whispered in the brunette's ear. However, the woman was more interested in swallowing a load than answering Asuna, bad idea. Asuna grabbed a fistful of hair and lifted that other gal's head up slowly.

"I said," Asuna began.

"I heard you the first time," the woman said wincing in pain.

"What is your fucking malfunction cunt," Asuna asked still holding onto her.

"I needed to feel his cock hit the back of my throat," she moaned. "I just had to. I don't know why."

"Steve," Asuna said. "What is going on?"

"I don't... who is that," I asked looking at the man walking up the aisle. He was searching intently for something or someone.

"Oh, that's my husband," the woman said.

"You are married," I said.

"Yes, very happily," she replied.

"I don't understand," I said.

"Neither do I, can I have your cock in my pussy now," she asked.

"NO," Asuna snarled. "Go back to your husband bitch!"

"But I don't want to now; I need his cock buried inside of me."

"Did I ask you if you wanted to," Asuna growled as she let go of her hair. "Get lost or else..."

My eyes were locked on the husband searching for his wife. Then I felt not one but two hands on my cock. The brunette had her fist around the base while Asuna had the other half. They began double stroking me in a kind of competition. When I looked up the husband had given up his search and left.

"Oh thank god," I moaned.

"Now what," the woman said still stroking me.

"I guess we are going to have to share," Asuna moaned her eyes locked on me. "I think he likes this."

"Yeah, he is rock hard now," the other woman said.

"What are you going to do," I asked as the women looked at each other and nodded.

The brunette lifted the arm rest between us even as Asuna let go of me. The brunette slid over, lifted her skirt up and lowered herself down onto my iron hard dick. It sank into her with ease.

"Oh shit," I moaned softly.

The woman impaled on my cock began to slowly rock her hips. She couldn't ride me properly so she was reduced to that agonizing rocking motion. Asuna kept watch as the woman pleasured me.

"Steve," Asuna said. "Are you going to fuck my mom?"

"What," I moaned. "Why are you asking me that now?"

"Oh, I was just curious," she said. "I mean here you are fucking a perfect stranger on OUR date."

"I didn't start this," I said softly as the brunette began squeezing her pussy muscles.

"You are going to fuck me too, right," Asuna asked.

"UH HUH..." I said weakly.

"Does her pussy feel good," Asuna asked.

"HUH," I said.

"It's a simple question; does your cock feel good inside her pussy?"

"Yeah, it feels amazing," I whimpered.

"Good, I am glad," she said.

The brunette was slamming her hips against me now. Then she ground her pussy against me as she came. Reluctantly she rose up and returned to her seat. Asuna never missed a beat and took her place. She lowered herself down and whimpered as I eased into her incredible tightness. 

"God damn that's tight," I whispered.

"It should be, you're my first," Asuna moaned.

"Hell of a place to lose your virginity," the brunette said.

Asuna moved her hips slowly as she rode me. I let her set the pace as I tried to figure out the mystery behind the brunette's unexpected attention. Suddenly I thought about the phone. I took it out, turned it on and checked the picture of Asuna and her mother. I enlarged the picture and damn, there she was in the background looking right at me. The brunette had caught it right in the eyes, by accident. Now I understood and the danger of being careless. I tucked my phone back into my pocket and focused on Asuna. She was driving her hips into me with sharp hard thrusts now.

"So good," she was moaning now. "I love your cock Steve."

"Me too," the brunette said.

"I think you need to go," I told the brunette. "And forget me and what happened here."

"Do you really mean that," she asked in a near purr.

"UM..." I said hesitating.

"I thought so," she whispered. "You like my pussy too much to send me away."

"Damn it," I cursed. She was right. Even though she was another man's wife she had a very talented pussy.

"I'm coming," Asuna whimpered as her tight little cunt gripped me tighter still.

"Me next," the woman said in my ear. "Admit it, you are hooked on pussy and you don't care who I used to belong to. You want me wrapped around you."

I didn't argue. She was right. I loved the feel of her pussy. Hell, I was addicted to sex! What a harem I was collecting. But what about her husband, did I really have the right to steal her away like this?

"Were you happy," I asked as Asuna dismounted.

"Happy, he was the love of my life, but that is history I have you now."

"NO," I said. "He is the love of your life. I want you to leave here, never look back and love him with all of your heart. The moment you reach the end of this row you will forget I ever existed. Now get up and go."

She rose and walked away. The second she hit the edge of the aisle she looked around like a little girl lost. Thank god she never looked back. I might have been tempted to change my mind. Asuna reminded me why I was here. She lowered her lips to the head of my cock. Her licks were tentative at first but then her mouth opened and she let the head slip passed her lips. I looked down and watched her head begin to move up and down achingly slow. 

"Oh damn girl, you are killing me," I said softly.

"Good, you deserve it," she said before continuing.

I still had memories of the French teacher's blow job; this surpassed that by its sheer sweet torture. 

"Tell me what you want," Asuna whispered. "Tell me Steve."

"Lick the underside," I said.

"MMMMM, you mean like this," she said. 

"UNNNN, yeah just like that," I moaned.

"Do you want me to deep-throat you Steve?"

"Yeah, that would be... holy shit girl... that feels amazing!"

I grabbed her by the hair and began guiding her head as she licked and sucked me. I planned on firing a load down her throat. I was shoving her head down faster now.

"God damn I am so fucking close," I growled. "Get ready to swallow."

She didn't need any more encouragement. Asuna's head was bobbing up and down for all she was worth. I clamped my hand over my mouth to keep from crying out. I could actually hear Asuna's throat muscles work as she swallowed. After my climax was done, she licked me clean and tucks me in before zipping me back up.

"Did I do okay," she asked as she licked her lips.

"Okay, you were fucking amazing," I said.

"Can we leave and go find someplace where I can let loose?"

"Yeah, let's find a nice quiet place to park," I said.

"Or we could go back to my place."

"What about your mom?"

"Are you gonna fuck my mom," Asuna asked as she cuddled close.

"That is up to you," I said. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you all to myself. I want you to pound the shit out of me."

"Okay, I will leave your mom out of this."

"Thanks, I appreciate it."

We left the theatre arm in arm. Suddenly I realized just how much power I had over other people's lives. It scared the piss out of me. I considered myself a decent guy. Now as I opened the door for Asuna I pondered my plan to finish my bitch list. Should I continue with the last three girls on my list? Asuna slipped in to the car with a quick flash of her bare pussy beneath her skirt. I closed the door and crossed to the other side. I sat down, buckled up and started the car.

"Asuna, do you think I have the right to get my revenge on all the bitches that made my life a living hell?"

"What kind of revenge," she asked.

"Seducing and fucking each and every one of them."

"MMMMMMMM you mean like Brenda, Natalie and me?"

"Yeah," I admitted.

"So I am just one of your targets," she said.

"No, I care about you," I said and meant it.

"I understand what you are feeling and yet I'd bend them all over and take it out on them without hesitation. So, I expect your full undivided attention when we get home."

"I'm all yours," I said as he left the parking lot.

We arrived at her home. Asuna opened the front door and there waiting for us was Yuna, her mother. Oh my god, she was wearing a black push up bar, matching panties, a garter belt and black silk stockings. I swallowed hard as I stared at her tits. They were at least a D cup and perky as hell.




Click Ch. 02



"Come here and ride me." he said, watching her with almost black eyes. Abigail took a step and whimpered. It hurt, and she had to keep her hand pressed against the base of the plug. Her top had slid down, so now her dress was no more than a long cloth belt. Holding the plug meant pushing her tits forward as she walked. He watched her eagerly as she took the few steps around the couch. 

She straddled him as carefully as she could, and started lowering herself onto his cock, she looked to the side at first, but then he whispered. "Look at me slut." And she turned, looking into his eyes as she filled herself with him. She gasped again. 

"now be a good girl and don't let that plug come out, or we'll have to get you a bigger one." She whimpered in response, sliding herself up and down his cock. It hurt, but it felt good at the same time. She started out slowly, finding the times when she had to push on the plug as he filled her and her body tried to expel it. And then she found a rhythm, fucking herself on his cock and with the plug in her ass. She moaned and leaned back a little to get a better angle. His mouth found her nipple, biting and sucking as she moved, another point of pain as a counterpoint to the pleasure. She started picking up the pace and he grabbed her suddenly, flipping her onto the couch and fucking her, missionary, with her hands desperately trying to keep her ass full of its new toy.

"Come for me slut." He said fucking her hard and fast. And she did, crying out as he buried himself in her.. She felt him coming and moaned again at the pleasure of feeling his cock spasm inside of her. 

He kissed her then, gently, tenderly, as his cock shrank inside her. "Good girl." he said again into her lips. Abigail sighed into his mouth, even as she felt herself blushing furiously. He reached down and gently tugged the plug out of her, lips still pressed against hers. She let out another little moan as he did so and felt him smile against her mouth.

"So you liked your present?"

"Apparently." she said dryly, reluctant to admit it aloud. He chuckled.

"Well I'm going to be gone all week, and I didn't want you to forget me." He said, a little more seriously now. 

"I think that's unlikely." Abigail was surprised to realize she was sad that Jake would be gone all week. She'd forgotten about the conference he was going to before the wedding over the weekend. She hated herself for the sadness in her voice when she asked "So, I wont get to see you until the wedding?"

"I'll call you, like always." he kissed her again and Abigail felt her head spin. This was ridiculous. He did always call her from the road, usually in the evenings when he had nothing to do. A part of her enjoyed having the apartment to herself, but having him call always made her feel less alone. But they were friends, friends talked on the phone. Though, now friends, one of who was blackmailing the other into performing depraved sexual acts, but still, friends. 

Jacob slowly rolled off of her, she missed his warmth immediately. He reached out a hand and pulled her up, kissing her again. "Lets go to bed." 

Jacob went off to the bathroom and Abigail went into hers, taking care of necessities, brushing her teeth. She exited and was looking for a t-shirt in her close when she heard Jake's voice say "Your room has the best view." He was in her bed, AGAIN. Was this going to be a thing now? She felt herself blushing again though she knew it was ridiculous.

"Come on, turn off the light." He grinned at her looking rumpled and sleepy in her bed. She walked over to the light and flicked it off, realizing she was in big trouble. 



Click Ch. 03



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Click: Part 3
Revelation and Redemption:

It was Sunday afternoon. I got a text from Brenda, the former Queen Bitch of All, and I agreed to meet her at the park. I drove the twenty minutes eager to see my scarlet haired lover. I knew I had found her when I saw the brand spanking new Bugatti parked near the fountain. She was wearing blue jeans, a half shirt and tennis shoes. I liked the way the dark green shirt stopped just below her gorgeous breasts, what a tease. I couldn't help but notice that her hair was intricately braided and wondered how long that had taken. I got out of my mother's car and we literally raced into each other's arms. The kiss was fierce and hungry. I was lost in her embrace and it felt so damn natural. She broke the kiss and staggered back with a huge grin on her face. 

"I missed you too," she said at last. "So how was your weekend?"

"Intense," I said.

"I'm glad; I have a surprise for you. Do you trust me?"

"Without hesitation," I said.

Her face went serious for a moment then she smiled again. She turned around, bent over the convertible's door and grabbed something from the passenger's seat. I watched her ass with great interest.

"Me too," she said half moaning.

"You too what," I asked as she turned around.

"I want you to bend me over and take me from behind," she said handing me the blindfold. "But first my surprise, so what do you say lover? Do you trust me enough to wear this for a little while?"

I didn't answer I just put it on and let her make all the little adjustments. She helped me into the Bugatti and off we went. Talk about a smooth ride, I could hardly feel our movement. Brenda was correct, the ride didn't take long at all. We pulled off the main drag that much I was sure when I smelled the strong scent of pine. The car came to a halt and Brenda removed the blindfold. I blinked a few times and then looked around. It was wilderness with no apparent road anywhere near us. How the hell had we gotten here? But it was the bluff we were parked in front of that utterly stumped me. Where were we? She got out and motioned for me to follow. On the ground near the edge of the bluff were ropes, backpacks and two helmets.

"Ever repel," Brenda asked.

"Um... no," I said.

"How about spelunking, ever been caving?"

"No," I said again.

"Good this truly will be an adventure then," she said as she bent down and unzipped one of the backpacks. She took out two harnesses and held them up. "Are you ready to follow me down?"

"Down, we have to repel to get to this cave," I asked.

"Yep, are you afraid of heights or tight dark places?"

"Hehe, no and no, let's do this thing," I lied. I hated heights but I wasn't going to let it show.

The way down was a leap of faith on my part. I trusted her completely. Well I had to, so as I stepped off and drifted down in a controlled descent, there came the thrill of pushing past old limits. When we reached our goal, I still didn't see the cave. Brenda helped me out of my harness, and then led me to the cave's entrance. It was hidden behind a stand of bushes. If you didn't know it was there, you'd never find it. Brenda had me take off my backpack and inside was our spelunking gear. We stepped into the cave's entrance and slipped on the knee and elbow pads as well as the head lamps. I put the backpack on and in we went. 

The first chamber was massive, possessing a twenty foot vaulted ceiling and huge stalactites hanging from the ceiling. We turned on our headlamps and Brenda led the way. She headed for the back of the chamber where things got tricky. The access to the chamber was a fifteen foot vertical slit that was too narrow to walk through, so we took off our backpacks, and Brenda turned sideways and stepped up into the gap. I followed carrying a backpack in each hand. It was like walking sideways on a tightrope with the balance bar. Twelve feet later the gap ended in a small chamber that was barely tall enough for me to stand up in. Brenda never hesitated and headed for a hole in the floor, yes we were about to get on our bellies and crawl now. We wormed our way through a twisting, turning tunnel until it deposited us in a damp room. I could hear running water off in the distance and by the time I had exited the tunnel Brenda was standing on a mat she had brought along. She had already removed her shoes and now as I watched she began removing everything else. She slowly tugged off her shirt, while I watched smiling from ear to ear. I will never get tired of looking at her perfection. Her tits came into view and I felt my mouth go dry and my cock start to swell. She set her shirt on the ground and unbuckled her jeans. Brenda turned around with her back to me, she bent forward and grabbed her ankles and then she slowly tugged her jeans down. Gods what a sight, my headlamp illuminated her sun kissed skin as it came into view and I swallowed hard as she teased me with that firm round bottom of hers. I could see the T-bar bisecting her luscious globes of ass flesh, damn girl! She stepped out of her jeans without standing up; she looked behind her and smiled as she reached for the waistband of her panties. Again the wicked little imp slowly pulled down revealing her puckered little asshole and then her soaked slit came into view. The T-bar joined the rest of her clothes on the pile next to the mat. She stood up now and faced me, reaching up she turned off her head lamp and set it atop her clothes. Now the only illumination in the chamber came from my light. Brenda beckoned me over and as if in a dream I walked over to her.

"Let me take it from here please," she said in my ear when I was close enough.

"Just this once," I said.

"Thank you Master," she moaned. "I want to undress you, suck your cock and then ride you. Is that alright with you?"

"Sounds perfect," I said.

"Now, from now on, the only thing that comes out of your mouth is going to be moans and groans, understood."

"Uh huh," I said.

Brenda grinned and rewarded me with a coy smile. Then she tugged my shirt slowly off my head, but she stopped half way and I felt her tongue and lips on my nipples. That surprised the hell out of me. I let out a gasp of wonder which was followed by a low moan. She worked my nipples like a pro and it didn't take her long to get me rock hard just doing that. Brenda reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans.

"Damn baby, you are rock fucking hard already, I bet that will hit the back of my throat easily," she said softly.

Then my shirt was tugged up and off. Brenda dropped down to her knees and was unbuckling my belt and dropping my jeans a lot faster than she had my shirt. I knew she was eager to have my cock between her lips. I stepped out of my jeans and she gently pulled my boxer briefs down and away from my erection. I was out of my underwear and her hands wrapped around me in seconds flat. Brenda spit on the shaft and began double stroking me. I was grunting as she jacked me off. Then she hungrily wrapped her lips around the head and began making love to my cock. Brenda's head lowered inexorably downward until she was deep-throating me. 

"UNNNNNNNNNNNN," I cried out, my voice echoing off the stone walls and continuing outward into the surrounding chambers. 

This prompted her to drive her head up and down the length of my erection. I watched her intently as she forced my cock all the way down her throat over and over. I felt my eyes roll up in my head. The orgasm came out of nowhere and Brenda had no warning and yet she swallowed every last drop. When the last of my cum hit the back of her throat she continued to suck me off. My first instinct was to push her head off but I remembered my promise and kept my hands at my sides. I clenched my fists as the second wall of pleasure struck, my fingernails dug deep into my palms as I came a second time. A second cry escaped my lips; it was far louder than the first and surprised me to no end. Brenda greedily drank while I locked my knees to keep from collapsing. 

"Ahhhhhh," she moaned when the last of the cum was swallowed. "That was amazing."

I could only nod. She noticed the state I was in and patted the mat. I sat down and then she pushed me down onto my back. Brenda lay on top of me purring contentedly. We lay like that for a time before Brenda's hand snaked down and began to caress me. It didn't take her long to get me ready for round three. But before she straddled my cock, she reached up and turned off my headlamp.

"Close your eyes," she whispered. I closed them even though everything was pitch black and then I felt her fingers track down my forehead and over my eyelids. "Good, now just let your other senses fill you."

I felt her move, grab my cock and then lower her pussy onto my erection. We were both moaning now as I sunk deep into her. Finally she was fully impaled and I knew that this was going to be intense. I could smell her musk as she began to ride me. She had been right, my other senses were kicking in and the pleasure was multiplied because of it. Fucking in a cave was like the ultimate blindfold. I wanted to thrust my hips upward but I kept my promise and didn't. Brenda was in complete control and I liked it. Then she was kissing me, her tongue invading my mouth and there was that now familiar taste of copper. She had either bitten her lip or tongue and her blood was slithering down my throat. Was she into vampirism or just a freak, it didn't matter to me, as long as she remained in my harem I could care less. 

"Oh god, you feel so good," Brenda cried out. "So deep... so thick..."

"Uhhh... uhhhh... uhhhhh..."

She rode me harder now, thrusting her hips down onto me with more and more force. Then her back arched and Brenda lost control as she came. She ground her pussy and hips against me as she climaxed. Brenda folded forward and lay on top of me panting. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. 

"When... when I catch my breath I want you to take me from behind," Brenda said between gasps.

We didn't rush; we had hours and hours to play in the cave. Once she had recuperated I felt her rise up and off of me.

"Open your eyes lover," she whispered.

I opened my eyes and I could see! What the fuck? We were too deep in the cave and both of the headlamps were off. How the hell could I see her? I knew this wasn't normal night vision since I could see her in color. I looked around and the rest of the chamber was easily visible. Suddenly, I realized leaving 'Uncle' Carl's place and how easily I had seen in the dim light. It was her blood! I had suffered from a fever after making love to Brenda the first time and after that my senses had been enhanced. Oh it had been subtle but now my eyesight was noticeably better, not just better but amazingly heightened. I opened my mouth to speak but she laid a finger on my lips and silenced me. Brenda got on her hands and knees and that took my mind off this minor miracle. I forgot about it long enough to get behind her and ease my cock back into her.

"I want you to fuck me hard and fast," she said ordering me about.

I grabbed her by those curvy hips of hers and began thrusting into her. The short hard jabs of my hips were rewarded with a moan each and every time. I smiled as I fucked her faster now. The slapping sound of our bodies echoed loudly in my ears. Her moans got louder and louder urging me on. I wanted her to climax for me, I wanted her to scream. I hauled off and swatted her ass, hard. That did the trick, Brenda went off like a gun shot. She thrust her hips against me and ground hard as she came. 

"Shoot your load inside of me," she whimpered. "I want to feel your cum hit the walls of my pussy."

I growled and began thrusting again. This time it was for me and I wanted to make the most of it. I alternated my speed, force and rhythm. I took every ounce of pleasure from her pussy that I could before I felt my own climax building. 

"I can feel you growing inside of me," Brenda howled. "Fuck me harder!"

I did. I pulled back and slammed into her. She urged me on and I hammered her from behind as fast and hard as I could. I passed the point of no return and was driving into her with complete abandon. When I came she was mere seconds behind me. Our mutual orgasm was on a whole new level for me. I felt my strength leave me and I folded my body over hers. 

"I got you," she said. "...That was amazing!"

"Uh huh," I said. Hell, it was all I could manage.

It took a while to catch my breath. We reclined together and held each other. I waited a while to approach the subject of my eyesight and her blood. 

"Can we talk," I asked.

"Yes, we both have awkward things to discuss."

"I don't understand," I said.

"Perhaps I should start then," she said and I nodded. "Tell me about your weekend."

"You mean my date with Asuna," I asked and it was Brenda nodding now. I shrugged and launched into what had happened at the theatre. I told her everything, including the strange woman who had been caught up in the flash from the phone. I even told her about what had transpired at Asuna's house with the four of us. 

"What happened after that," she asked, her finger tracing a path across my chest. I continued on with the story, I told her about coming home and finding my friends there and how my mother and sister were dressed. Then I launched into the details of the orgy and my actions.

"So you left after fucking both of them up the ass, is that it?" She asked.

"Yeah, they continued on after I left."

Brenda sat up and was quiet for a long moment; the slap across my face came out of nowhere. I sat up and looked across at her. Brenda's features were a mask of anger and disappointment. She shook her head before she continued.

"You maybe my Master, but you are heartless and a pig," she said coolly.

"But my mother invited them over..."

"Shut up, think about it before you speak to me again," she snarled.

I lowered my head to my chest and thought about it. Mom had invited them over because I wanted her to. It wasn't her idea, it had been mine and she was only following orders. My sister had gone along to make me happy. I had treated them like filth and their reward was to be left alone with my friends like pieces of meat. How stupid could I be? 

"Oh my god," I said.

"Yep," Brenda replied. 

"I am a complete piece of shit," I said.

"You can still fix this," Brenda offered. "It's not too late."

"Do you really believe that," I asked.

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't believe you had a chance."

"I am so done with my plan, I have to..." The next slap caught me off guard as much as the first had.

"Stop, you are being stupid... again. You still have at least two more bitches to acquire, don't disappoint me."

"Wait, disappoint you, I don't understand."

"You started out with a goal, don't be a bitch and falter now."

"I have you in my life now, why do I need to continue?"

"So it is okay that these bitches get away with what they did to you?"

"NO, I mean, okay I was overreacting. Now I need some answers from you."

"Not yet, I still have things to show you. Then you can ask to your heart's content, agreed."

"Agreed," I said liking the old bitch peeking out.

Brenda got to her feet and offered me a hand up. I took her hand and she pulled me up with ease.

"You are stronger than you look," I said.

"So are you," she said. "Walk with me."

She slid her arm around my waist and we walk together towards the far west wall. There was a large opening that we could easily walk through. But just before we crossed that threshold we stopped.

"Close your eyes," she said. I closed my eyes and she let out a piercing whistle. Then my world changed, forever. The sound bounced off every surface and came back striking my body and forming a mental image. I knew what was all around me, it was as if I had memorized every square inch within ear shot. It wasn't just the walls, but the ceiling and the floor as well. 

"What the hell," I said in utter shock.

"Echolocation, just like what whales, dolphins and bats use," she said in explanation.

"But how," I asked.

"It is in your blood," she said nonchalantly.

"You mean your blood," I said.

"That was just a catalyst."

"What do you mean," I said confused now.

"These abilities slept in you, just like they did with me," Brenda said.

"So someone woke them in you?"

"My mother did," she said. "My real mother did, not the woman who raised me."

"Your birth mother," I said.

"Yes, I am a changeling," she said proudly.

"You mean like the old story," I said.

"Yes, it is tradition, so that a new generation can cope with human society."

"So, you are saying that my real mother is out there somewhere."

"Yes, but in our case, we were switched in the hospital."

I felt the denial building like bile in the back of my throat. But I looked like my parents, the family resemblance was noticeable. How was she going to explain that away?

"Your birth parents chose a family that was similar to their own, in appearance at least."

"Okay, you read my mind," I said.

"Now that you are awakened, I can take you to the heart of this cave."

"What is there," I asked.

"You will have to see for yourself," she said mysteriously.

"Lead on," I said.

Brenda guided me through the labyrinthine tunnels; all the while the sound of falling water grew steadily louder. Finally the tunnel opened and the roar of the waterfall could be heard undiminished. The chamber was half flooded and rimmed with deposits of crystals of varying color. The quarts ran the range from clear to a violet so dark it was almost black. Even as I took in the view Brenda dove into the water cutting the surface with barely a disturbance. I followed suit and dove, I cleaved the water with equal skill as my lover. Beneath the surface was a forest of crystals along the chamber's sunken walls and in the very center was a massive stone that was dark at its center and became more transparent near its faceted edges. 

I kicked upwards and broke the surface letting the air fill my lungs. Brenda was there waiting for me. She was all smiles as she treaded water.

"One more thing is required of you, and then I will answer all of your questions," she said.

"Fine, what do you want me to do?"

"You need to swim down and touch the large crystal below. If it accepts you it will reward you. If not, then it will manifest its displeasure."

"What sort of displeasure," I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I was accepted."

"Great," I said. "Well here goes nothing."

I took a deep breath and dove. I kicked hard to drive my body further and further down. My ears popped at one point and still I swam downward. I reached out and stretched as I got closer and closer to my goal. Finally my fingertips touched smooth cold stone, the contact was electric. I felt a cool intellect in my mind.

'I approve,' it said. 'Please accept my gift star born child.'

I thanked the voice and then turned to face the southern wall. One of the dark violet stones appeared to be glowing. My lungs were burning but I knew I had to retrieve the stone now or never. I swam the distance as swiftly as I could, once more I was reaching out but this time it wasn't just to touch but to grab. My fingers wrapped around the stone and I pulled. The stone came free and I was heading for the surface as quickly as I could. There was white hot fire in my chest as I strove to resist my desire to take a breath. I saw the dark flecks form in my vision as the last of the oxygen was leaving my system. Brenda was there hovering in the limbo of the water, but she didn't try to help me she just observed me dispassionately. Then I noticed her smile and the fact that she was inhaling water, what the fuck! Was this my leap of faith? Well I either drowned or I survived, I trusted her and against all my instincts I opened my mouth and took a deep breath. Water flooded my lungs and I could breathe! It was harder to do yet here was another miracle, or was it a gift passed down from my birth parents? I smiled up at her as we drifted slowly up to the surface. When my head breached the surface I took a lungful of air and somehow the water dissipated without any trace. 




Click Ch. 03



"So two tests in one," I said and she just nodded. "Anything else I should know before I start asking questions."

"Are you cold," she asked.

"No, whoa... I am perfectly comfortable. This water is a deep earth spring and should be bitter cold."

"The extremes of the elements do not affect us. We can endure the desert heat along with the arctic cold with great ease."

"Okay, so who is my birth mother," I asked.

"I don't know," she said frowning. "If I did I would tell you."

"So, who the heck am I descended from?"

"Good question, we belong to the Star Born races."

"The stone said that," I said.

"The stone actually spoke to you," she asked a look of shock spreading over her gorgeous features.

"I take it that it didn't with you," I said.

"No, it hasn't spoken in a very long time. How long I will have to ask."

"When do I get to meet the others?"

"Soon, after you finish your quest," she said smiling. "Oh I almost forgot."

"Forgot what," I asked.

"We are highly attuned to when humans are in heat."

"Um, so how does that work?"

"Your sense of smell will tell you when a woman is feeling frisky," Brenda said with a smile.

"Really, what does it... or is that another test?"

"No, for each of us it's different, I imagine you will have to learn from trial and error."

"I can get behind that," I said smiling.

We swam to the edge of the wall, near where we had dove from and I set the violet crystal down on a ledge of rock. Once more the look of shock stole over Brenda.

"What is it?"

"No one is given the dark stones, it just never happens. The guardian stone must have high hopes for you."

"So I have to ask, is this quartz or something else."

"The dark stone is called ebonite; its function and purpose are all but unknown. I will ask the elders and see what they have to say."

"Ebonite huh, sounds cool," I said as I looked at the two foot long, three inch around crystal. 

I rested against the wall of the chamber and let all the information flood my consciousness. I came from a bloodline that was completely separate from humanity. With that came skills that far surpassed anyone I would likely come up against. I was surprised at how calm I was. Why wasn't I freaking out? Perhaps it was the many years of feeling different and apart that had steeled me against this moment. I was eager to get home and make amends.

'You must remember the difference between what is right and what is moral.'

'I am not sure I understand,' I said mentally.

'You are young; you will learn and don't be too hard on yourself.'

'Thank you.'

Deus Ex Machina:

I returned home a changed man. I parked and stalked into the house feeling very uncertain. Would my family accept my apology? Should they? It was still early and I found Fiona on the couch watching television but mom was nowhere to be seen.

"I am home," I said as I entered the kitchen.

"How was your date," she asked as she got to her feet. "Are you okay; you look on the verge of tears?"

"I... I am so sorry," I said.

Fiona raced to me and I pulled her into my embrace. We were both sobbing in no time at all. I heard mom as she headed downstairs. I could tell she was barefoot by the texture of her foot falls. 

"Mom's coming," I whispered into Fiona's ear.

"I don't hear anything," she said.

"Trust me," I said.

"Is Steve home," mom called down.

"Well, I'll be damned," sis said pulling away from me.

"Have you two been crying," mom asked as she came into view.

"Yeah," I said still sniffling.

"Why," she asked.

"Saturday night, I am so sorry," I said.

"I am glad," she said stoically.

"Please forgive me," I said trying to control my emotions.

"Of course I forgive you," mom said smiling. "Now come over here and give me a hug."

We hugged, we cried and then we sat down and talked. All the buried emotions came flooding out and I learned how they really felt about what had happened. I promised it would never happen again. I also told them they were mine and mine alone. That seemed to quell any hard feelings. Then I told them to get dressed because we were going out to dinner, but mom naysaid that immediately. 

"Why don't we just stay home and spend some quality time together," mom offered. "Besides you smell like you've been in a mineral bath."

"Well, sort of," I said. "Let me take a shower and then I'll come down and help with dinner."

"Sounds like a plan," Fiona said.

"I'll be back down in a bit," I said.

"Take your time," mom said smiling. "It's not like we are going anywhere."

I started the water for my shower and stripped down. I emptied my pockets and set my wallet, keys and phone off to the side while my dirty clothes went into the hamper. I thumbed my phone on to check for texts or voice mail. The only message I had was a text from Gianna, which was a bit of a shocker.

'Hey lover, I have a friend coming into town next weekend. Want to make some time a visit?'

I admit it; the thought of spending more time with Gianna got me all hot and bothered. I texted her back and told her to send me the details. I knew mom would understand, hell, she's seen my porn stash more than once. Then I was wondering who Gianna's friend might be, another porn star, or maybe a fashion model. It didn't matter to me; I knew she was going to be smoking hot. 

I slid the shower door open and began to step in when my phone spoke up.

"Master, you know I am waterproof, would you like to chat while you shower," it asked with Gianna's voice.

"Sure," I said and set my phone in the hanging basket next to my body wash.

"Shall I add Miss Gianna's party to your calendar when she replies?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Master, may I broach a subject that has been bothering me."

"Fire away," I said.

"With all of your uncle's work in my memory, I was wondering if you wished to setup a workshop so that you could tinker in your free time."

"That is a very valid point," I said. "However, I don't have the money to do anything like that. So I guess it will just have to wait."

"I have thought about that, so I acquired some start up capitol for you," the A.I. said.

"How the hell did you manage that?"

"I have been wandering the web, satellite feeds and other digital pathways. I discovered that there are other artificial intelligences out there. I have been shadowing them and learning from them. One of the A.I.'s I was following has been moving inside government servers. I was curious so I found quite a bit of money that was not being used, so I moved it to several off shore accounts for you to use."

"Great story, so how much money did you take and what department did it belong to?"

"Rounded up the amount comes to a little over forty billion, but the strange thing is that the agency I took it from doesn't officially exist. I can find no mention of something called Echo Mirage."

"Nice, so now I am a billionaire, sweet," I said not believing a word it was saying. "Is this part of your programming, to entertain me with tales of wealth and a secret organization?"

"No Master, that is not part of my programming, I can show you the account numbers and their amounts."

Suddenly I felt a chill run through me, was the A.I. being serious, did it in fact discover some sort of shadow agency called the Echo Mirage and steal its money? Why did it do that? My heart was racing now and I feared the Feds would be breaking down my door any minute.

"Tell me this is a joke," I said my voice almost cracking.

"No Master, I'd thought you'd be pleased at my proactive attempts to please you," it said her voice filled with sorrow.

"I am not angry; I am just stunned is all. Please don't be upset, I just never imagined you were so beautifully designed is all."

"Master is very kind," it moaned. "Shall I return the money?"

"Can they possibly trace the transfer," I asked.

"Oh no sir, I used heavily encrypted source code and ran the money through over one thousand banks worldwide. I am also monitoring any type of trace; if I detect anyone getting close I will move the money again."

"Why did you take so much," I asked.

"As I said, the money had been dormant for over four decades; I determined it had low chance of discovery. Shall I begin work on purchasing property and the necessary equipment for your workshop?"

"Sure, what the hell, worse case I go to jail for grand theft," I muttered.

"MMMMMMM, I will make sure no one ever hurts you Master," it moaned.

"Thank you... um... do you have a name?"

"My designation is A.I. 12.0, but you can call me Arianna."

"Arianna, I like it, where did you come up with that?" I asked her. Yes, now I was seeing her more as a her instead of an it. After all, she had done something a mindless machine would never have done. She thought and obviously felt, so I would call her Arianna from now on.

"I took Gianna from Miss Gianna obviously, and Ariel from your extensive smut collection. So I blended them into Arianna, what do you think?"

"I will say it again, you are amazing Arianna," I said and meant it. She was showing a level of creativity that bordered on human.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned. "I am glad you like Master. I will endeavor to please you in the future."

It was the way she said 'please' that bordered on the erotic. 

"Damn, that is one sexy voice," I said.

"Would Master be upset if I picked a new voice, I wanted to make my own appearance and individuality?"

"Well, if it makes you feel more comfortable, I have no problems with you creating whatever persona you like."

"Master is as always, truly kind and generous. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Nothing I can think of," I said.

So I finished my shower without further interruptions. I dried off, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed downstairs. I caught the scent of food being cooked and I began to salivate. 

"Damn that smells good," I said as I entered the kitchen. "I see you changed for dinner."

Mom and sis were wearing only aprons as they cooked. I was all smiles as I went up behind my mother and stood behind her. She rubbed her ass against my groin as she continued to cook.

"Should I take off my towel," I asked.

"If you do, dinner will be ruined," mom said. "However, I will sit in your lap and spoon feed you in a little bit."

"Don't forget about me," Fiona moaned.

"Trust me, I won't," I said assuring her she would be taken care of.

"Sit down, dinner is almost ready," mom said.

Being a good little boy I sat down as mom fixed me a plate. Then she came over, set the plate in front of me, tugged my towel free and lowered her pussy onto my hard cock.

"UNNNNN, now that's what's for dinner," mom moaned. As she fed me she squeezed her pussy around my erection. It was wonderfully erotic as we simply sat there, her impaled and me striving to sit quietly. Sis watched our expressions and was giggling.

"Hurry up and eat, our pussies need a good pounding," Fiona moaned.

"Yes, eat up son, I can't wait much longer," mom growled.

"Me either," I said agreeing completely.

I couldn't eat fast enough. Once the last bite was done mom stood up and bent over the kitchen table. I stood up, shoved the chair back and drove my cock back into her. I wasted no time; I grabbed her by the hips and began jackhammering her pussy.

"Oh yes," mom cried out.

"Fuck her... fuck her harder..." Fiona said urging me on.

"Forgive me," I said as I drove my hips faster still.

"We already have babe," mom moaned. "But I will have a clear conscience once I cum."

"Prepare for multiples then," I growled in her ear.

Sis had to grab the plates to keep them from being vibrated off the table and onto the floor. Mom was grabbing onto the edges of the table to keep from being propelled forward. Sis pulled her chair out, sat spread eagle and began to masturbate while watching us. I switched my rhythm and began a nice slow fuck now. My thrusts were long, slow and deep. Mom shoved her ass against me as her scream ripped through the air. Her orgasm had been so damn strong her pussy almost pushed me out. I eased out of her, walked over to my sister, knelt between her legs and drove my cock into her without a single word passing between us. Just like my mom, I began hammering her pussy with hard fast thrusts. So while mom recuperated I fucked the hell out of Fiona. The chair creaked in time with my thrusts. Sis slumped down and reached back and grabbed the back of the chair to brace herself. Her moans filled the air as I continued to thrust as hard and fast as I could.

"Take that and that," I growled.

"Give it to me," sis said begging for my cock.

"MMMMMMM, after she comes, meet me in the living room," mom moaned in my ear.

"Okay mom," sis and I said in unison.

I fucked sis nice and hard now, slowing my pace I thrust into her fast but then pulled out nice and slow. I felt my first climax begin to start and sis noticed it too.

"You're getting bigger inside of me," she whimpered.

"Are you close," I asked.

"Uh huh," she said licking her lips.

"Where do you want me to cum?"

"Inside of me," she replied.

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"I don't care," she said.

"Yeah, but I do," I told her.

"Please shoot your load inside of me," she begged.

I was gritting my teeth by them, fighting the urge to come but I kept thrusting inside of her harder and faster now. Damn her, how could I possibly refuse. So I kept up my pace with no signs of stopping or pulling out. Sis was whimpering and moaning for all she was worth. Maybe a minute passed when it was me hollering as I shot my load inside of her. Sis was seconds behind me; I am guessing that my sperm hitting her insides triggered her climax. Her shrill cry mixed with mine as we came together. Sis held me as I caught my breath. Then mom was there standing behind me.

"Tell me you didn't," mom said.

"It's okay," sis said.

"No, it's not, what if something happens," mom argued.

"I am okay with that," sis shot back.

"Well, let's cross our fingers," mom said.

I stayed out of the discussion. I pulled out of sis and saw cum ooze from her soaked slit. Fiona slipped away to clean up while mom and I moved to the living room. She wasted no time getting onto her hands and knees. I slid two fingers into her cunt to see how wet she was, needless to say she was completely soaked. I fingered her pussy while I caught my breath after fucking sis. Mom was rocking her hips forcing my fingers deeper inside of her. She lowered her head and was driving backwards now, hungry for cock.

"What do you want," I asked.

"Your cock," she moaned.

"How bad do you want it," I asked.

"With every fiber of my being," she said.

I eased my fingers from her and lined up the head of my cock and mom did all the rest. She was in such a rhythm that her next thrust half impaled her. Then she was all in, she went crazy and was thrusting for all she was worth. I watched her pussy gobble me up, what a sight! Damn was her pussy tight, and mom was squeezing me each time I bottomed out. I wasn't sure who was going to cum first this time. She was working me for all she was worth. Then I joined in without warning her. I met each of her backward thrusts now, which filled the room with the naughty sounds of our bodies slapping together. 

"Damn that looks like it feels good," Fiona said from behind me.

"It does," mom said. "His cock keeps hitting my womb."

"I can't wait," sis said.

The orgasms began to blur together. The three of us fucked all night long. We gave up around three in the morning. We cleaned up and all fell asleep in mom's bed.

Fun and Fatigue:

Monday morning dawned all too early. I was tempted to beg off but I had business at school. However, mom and sis did take off. Mom called into work and then called the school and told them Fiona was still sick. I went to school all alone. I parked mom's car and headed into my homeroom. I got my books for my first two classes from my locker and headed for my desk. But when I stepped into the room someone was already in my seat, one Clara Ravensbrook. Confused and still a little fuzzy from lack of sleep I walked over.

"Hello Clara," I said.

"Hey Steve, how was your weekend?"

"Depends on who you ask," I said.

"So if I happen to talk to, say Asuna, what would she say?"

"In a word, damn," I said.

"Yeah, she backs that up actually. So let me put this bluntly, what the fuck is going on?"

"Can you be clearer," I asked.

"It appears all of the most popular girls at school have lost their fucking minds," Clara said.

"Oh that, I am thinking they like cock," I said.

"Is that so, I take it that yours is the one they prefer."

"Yep," I said nodding.

"It can't be that good," she said angrily.

"Won't know unless you try," I said.

"Are you offering something," she asked.

"I could take your picture, get your number and you can call me when change your mind."

"I suppose so," she said as I took out my phone. "Is that a phone?"

"Yeah, my crazy uncle the inventor made it," I said. "...Smile." Click.

"Here's my number, text me," Clara moaned.

Just then our teacher came in and we took our seats. As Clara passed me I took in her scent, there was something different about it. I couldn't put my finger on it, and then I remembered what Brenda had said. I could tell when women were in heat. Was that the scent I should be alert for? It was pleasant and very distinct. As the bell for first period sounded we all got up and headed for the door. As I waited I was standing by Mrs. Carrington and there was that scent again. I turned towards her and she smiled weakly. 

"You okay," I asked her and she shook her head. "What's wrong?"

"Stay behind, I will give you a note for your first class," she said.

Mrs. Carrington was in her forties and had those girl next door looks. She was in decent shape and had dark brown hair that framed her face. It was hard to gauge her figure from the way she was dressed. Once we were alone she sat on the edge of her desk and began to talk.

"My husband is sleeping around on me," she said blurting out her problem.

"I am sorry to hear that," I said. "Do you need someone to talk to?"

"No, I am close friends with your French teacher," she said smiling. "She bragged all about you."

"Oh," I said as she spread her legs revealing her naked pussy beneath her skirt.

"I want you to fuck me," she moaned.

"Um..." I said even as she unzipped me and freed my cock. She was stroking me slowly.

"Do you want me to suck it first, or do you just want to slam it into me?"

"Damn woman," I said in shock. I wasn't even using the phone now.

"I am soaked, I have been thinking about that young hard cock inside of me all morning."

"Um..." I said as she walked over and closed the door. Then she bent over her desk and tugged up her skirt. "Aw hell..."

I moved behind her and eased into her slick depths. Damn was she tight!

"When was the last time you got fucked properly," I asked.

"Months... and even then it wasn't very satisfying," she said.

"No kids," I said.

"Nope," she replied.

"That explains why your pussy is so damn tight," I moaned.

"MMMMMMMMMM, I am glad you like," she growled.

I began thrusting and she had her fist in her mouth to keep from screaming. As I fucked her I began to wonder if I should add any other of the female teachers to my hit list. I was wondering if she could keep from screaming when she came. I didn't want to get expelled for fucking her.

"Don't you dare scream," I said warning her.

"I won't I promise," she said. "Your cock is so much bigger than my husband's."

"Was he your first," I asked.

"How the hell did you know," she said.

"You aren't thrusting your hips back against me, you are very complacent to let me do all the work and your pussy is almost virginal."




Click Ch. 03



"It is virginal, no cock has been so deep inside of me," she said as she jabbed her ass against me. "How is that?"

"Push back when I move forward," I said. "Yes, like that... unnn unnn unnn..."

"SHHHHHH, you are being too loud," she said warning me.

I bit my lip and thrust harder now. Come for me you slut, I thought to myself. As if on mental command she thrust back and ground against me as she climaxed. God damn her pussy was squeezing me! 

"Thank you... oh god I miss that..." she moaned softly.

"I want to shoot my load down your throat," I said.

"I've never done that... yet..." she said wickedly. "Tell me when and I will suck you fucking dry!"

"That's my girl," I said.

Soon we were back in a rhythm and I knew I would be coming soon. 

"I am getting close," I warned her.

"Just tell me and I will take your load down my throat lover," she said.

I slipped my phone from my back pocket and thumbed it on. I held it in my hand as I spoke to her.

"On your knees," I said as I pulled out of her.

She obeyed without question and was looking up at me as she licked and sucked my cock. Click. There was a nice photo of my homeroom teacher with my cock between her lips. She went blank for a second and then she renewed her attack on my dick. She never used her hands; she just grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled her head forward onto my cock. It was my turn to jab a fist in my mouth to keep from screaming. I watched as she face fucked my erection. I managed to warn her but she never slowed down. She just drove her head forward over and over again until I came, and I came hard. My cum splashed the back of her throat and she swallowed like mad. She licked me clean, tucked me back in and carefully zipped me back up.

"How was I?"

"You were fucking amazing," I said.

"Thanks, let me write you a note," she said.

I showed up for algebra class grinning like an idiot. I handed Mr. Burke my note and he waved me to my seat. My buddies were all around me and smiling seeing my expression. They waited for class to start again before they began to whisper.

"What's with that look dude," Sam asked.

"Did you get laid or what," Mike said.

"You did," Kevin said. "You got laid here at school!"

"Maybe," I said.

"How did you get her to give you a note," Mike asked.

"Did you forge it," Sam asked.

"Oh my god, you fucked her... you fucked Mrs. Carrington, you man whore you!" Kevin hissed.

"No way," the other two said.

"Maybe," I said.

That ended the conversation, well that and Mr. Burke walked over in our direction. As he explained the next chapter he returned to the chalkboard and wrote out an equation.

"Mr. Osborn, why don't you come up and try solving this equation?"

"Okay," I said. I looked at the board and there was the answer in my head.

I wrote the answer down and Mr. Burke coughed when he saw my answer. Then he asked me to write out my work for the equation. I shrugged, picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the board. 

"That is correct, how did you figure out the answer Steve?"

"Honestly, it just popped in my head," I said.

"Really, care to try another one?"

"Sure," I said and handed him the chalk.

I answered the next problem as easily as I had the first. This time I wrote out my work for him and the class's benefit.

"Correct, have a seat," he said with a smile. "Who's next?"

No one volunteered so he had to pick out the next victim. The rest of the class went without a hitch. Before the class was done I went to the very last lesson and tried to solve one of those problems. Once more the answer was there, I wrote out the solution on a piece of scrap paper and checked it against the answer key in the back of the book. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that I was correct but I was coolly confident now at my skill with math.

"I'll be damned," Mr. Burke said over my shoulder.

"Sorry," I said.

"I watched you solve that equation," he said. "That was amazing."

"Um, just lucky," I said and closed my book. Ring. Saved by the bell, I walked out with the rest of the students unwilling to be confronted by Mr. Burke at that moment.

My next class was History with Mr. Harrower. I was looking forward to it since Brenda was going to be there. I had questions and to be honest I was suffering from information overload. I really hadn't sat down and thought about everything that had happened. This would be a chance to share a few texts and get some more information. I walked in with Kevin, Sam and Mike. We took our regular seats and to my shock Brenda arrived and sat next to me on my right, which was usually vacant. Yeah, I was all kind of popular; to the point only my friends dared to sit anywhere near me. Brenda was now flaunting our relationship to not just this class but the entire school.

"Aren't you concerned," I asked her but she just waved me off. "Okay, it's your funeral."

"I have a question," she asked completely ignoring my previous remark. "You ride a dirt bike right?"

"Yeah, but it down for repairs," I said.

"I thought I heard something like that," she said smoothly.

"Sam," I said and he stammered then fell silent. "I don't see the harm in it."

"Oh good, cause she like totally milked me about all of your likes and dislikes," he said.

"Really," I said turning to face her now.

"I wanted to know without tipping my hand," she said smiling.

"Ah, I am surprised you didn't hit Fiona for info first."

"I did, but she was rather vague about things like comics, books, movies and the like. Sam was a veritable treasure trove of relevant facts."

"Good to know he has my back," I said.

"They all have your back," Brenda said.

I was about to reply when Mr. Harrower arrived. The class went silent and he went through roll call. We all turned in our homework and reviewed where we had left off on Friday; of course I was taking notes since I had missed that class. Brenda tapped me on the shoulder.

"I will text you my notes from Friday," she said.

"Thanks." 

I shrugged and gave her a little smile. Mr. Harrower was talking about ancient Egypt, specifically the cults that surrounded the departed pharaohs. Even as he finished up there came a knock on the classroom door. He went and opened it allowing a well-dressed man in an expensive business suit to enter. He was tall, at least six feet, and had just a little gray hair around his temples. I saw the flash of metal on his left hand and squinted to see better. Brenda never warned me about the hawk-like vision; I could easily make out the signet ring he was wearing. Mr. Harrower and the visitor shook hands, and then our teacher introduced his guest.

"Everyone, this is Mr. Duncan Reilly, he is an archaeologist and a mentor of mine. Why not give him a warm welcome."

"Hello Mr. Reilly," the class said in one booming voice.

"Hello class," he said in his rich tenor voice. His Irish brogue was prevalent as he addressed us. "I was invited to speak to you today in regards to ancient Egypt."

He walked to the front of the class and began to talk about the great building projects of various pharaohs spanning thousands of years. As I listened I began to doodle the design on the signet ring. I slipped my phone from my back pocket and sneaky as I could snap a picture of my doodle. Arianna began to search for any sign of that insignia. Mr. Reilly went on about the stone masons and hinted at the secret society that was the Masonic Order. Someone even raised their hand and asked about that.

"The Masons, oh they say they were around back then," Reilly said. Just then Arianna returned a host of responses about the rings design. They all pointed at one source. I raised my hand and was called on.

"What about the Hermetic Order of the Silver Twilight," I asked. "Were they around back then?"

"Steve," Brenda gasped in shock.

"Oh don't be alarmed," Reilly said coolly. "You have keen eyesight Mr..."

"Osborn, Steve Osborn," I said.

"Yes the Order was around back then," he said. "Where did you hear about it?"

"I am a bit of a polymath," I said.

"NERD," someone said.

"That'll earn you detention Hightower," Mr. Harrower snarled. "Show some respect."

"It's okay," Reilly said. "The nerds will be making all the money later on in life. So, if I were Steve, I'd be damn proud of being so intelligent."

Then he continued on with his lecture. I looked over at Brenda and she was visibly shaken. I shot her a look that said 'what?', but all she did was shake her head and put on a brave smile. What the hell was that all about? I began to doodle while I listened to the lecture. My doodle appeared to express my unconscious thoughts, it was a map of sorts and it didn't take a genius to tell me what it represented, the cave in Ireland that Carlotta had been through. I darkened in the lines that represented the walls and even put two X's on the map, one for the warning and the other for what Carlotta had called the impossible date. I even wrote down in the margin what the X's stood for. Before I knew it class was over and the bell for next period was ringing. I was yanked from my daydream and closed my notebook and stood up to leave.

"Hey Steve can you stay behind for a minute," Mr. Harrower asked.

"Um, sure," I said. "I'll catch up with you at lunch." I told Brenda.

"Be careful," Brenda whispered.

"Love you," I said. Brenda actually blushed, leaned over and kissed me.

"Love you too."

The class emptied and only then did Harrower and Reilly come over to me. Reilly stuck his fist out for a handshake. I shook his hand and then turned his wrist so I could get a better look at his ring. I figured there was no harm at this point.

"Like it," Reilly asked.

"Yeah, so what do the swords stand for?" I asked.

"The three who rule," he replied. "...The three aspects of the Order."

"Interesting," I said. "So what can I do for you?"

"Well, you appeared distracted during my talk. Can I see your artwork?"

"I don't see why not," I said knowing it was a nice way of demanding for it. "Here," I said opening my notebook to the map.

"Interesting, it looks like a mastaba," Reilly said.

"You mean a burial chamber," I asked.

"Exactly, the layout is very typical of Egyptian design," he said.

"That's funny, this place is in Ireland," I said.

"Ireland, have you been there?" Harrower asked.

"No, but a relative of mine has," I said. "They described it to me in great detail."

"What do these X's stand for," Reilly asked.

"The first was a warning written in chalk, and the second was a name and an impossible date."

"What do you mean an impossible date?" Reilly asked.

"It hasn't happened yet," I said. "But the writing itself was very old, it was faded and the cave was untouched for centuries."

"How do you know that," Harrower asked.

"If the story is accurate and I believe it is, then I stand by my statement."

"Where in Ireland," Reilly pried.

"You want to find it, don't you?" I asked him and he nodded. I shrugged and told him everything Carlotta had shared with me.

"I know that area, but I think you are mistaken," Reilly said.

"I am just telling you everything that they told me."

"I believe you, by the way, I would lose interest in the Order if I were you," Reilly said with a grim smile.

"I knew that was coming," I said. "Color me compliant, I don't need the trouble."

"You are a bright lad," Reilly said.

"Here's your note for your next period," Harrower said handing me a piece of paper.

I took it, and left without a word or a look back. I wonder if these were the spooks that Carlotta was talking about. No wonder Brenda was so upset, she didn't want me disappearing or anything like that. I took out my phone and looked to see what Arianna had pulled up.

"So tell me," I said. "What have you found out about the Order?"

"They claim an unbroken line to the first dynasty of Egypt. I have also found people I believe are members of the Order in key positions worldwide. Here is a display of the names and their positions Master."

"Holy shit," I said seeing that many were Senators, Prime Ministers and other highly placed political, business and religious figures. "Keep this list encrypted unless I tell you otherwise."

"Yes Master," Arianna said.

"I got to get to class," I said. "Keep up the good work."

"Yes Master."

I stepped into my Advanced Biology class and was handing my note to the teacher when I realized it wasn't the person I was expecting. My head snapped up and I looked her in the eye. Instead of the old crone Ms. Taylor, there was a smoking hot substitute; she was a petite Latina who was curvy in all the right places.

"Um..." I said and the entire class laughed at my predicament. 

"You must be Steve," she said in that sexy accent of hers.

"Yeah, that's me," I said swallowing hard.

"Take your seat," she said with a wicked smile. "Oh by the way Mr. Osborn, how would you suggest a person remember DNA?"

"The movie Gataca," I said without hesitation.

"Why is that," she asked.

"The letters that make up Gataca are the same four proteins that make up DNA, A... C... G... and T."

"Very good," she said with another smile.

I sat down and there was Asuna on my left and Natalie on my right. They must have sent the two jocks that normally sat there running before I got to class. So I enjoyed the view while I took notes. Asuna kept flashing me her push up bra while Natalie pulled up her skirt showing me her lack of panties, oh damn! As I took notes I kept thinking back to History class. Carlotta had been in Ireland and raped around twenty years ago. I knew that my mom wasn't my birth mother but... oh fuck! I lifted my head up and felt the shock of the knowledge hit me between the eyes.

"Mr. Osborn, are you alright," the teacher asked. "You look terrified."

"I... need some fresh air... please," I stammered as tears began to form.

"I'll take him," Asuna offered.

"Or me," Natalie said.

"No, I will," the teacher said. "I want you to read the chapter on RNA and we will discuss the material when I return. Steve, follow me."

I just nodded and stood up and followed her. Once outside the classroom she led me down the stairs and outside. The cold breeze hit me in the face and I felt a little better. The teacher turned to face me and waited for me to speak.

"Steve, what the hell is going on," she asked. "I know you don't know me, maybe it'll be easier to talk to a substitute teacher if it's a sensitive subject."

"I think I just figured out who my birth mother is," I said. "...and who my birth father is."

"I take it the news isn't good," she said.

"NO," I said a little too loud. "If I am right... I'm a monster!"

"Steve, I know we just met, but I can tell you right now you aren't a monster. You are sweet and kind. The fact you are concerned speaks volumes to your humanity."

"You don't know," I said feeling the tears begin to overwhelm me. "Oh my god... I need to get a DNA test done. I have to know."

"To know if your mother and father are who you think they are," she asked.

"NO, I told you... I need to know if I am human or not!"

"That doesn't make any sense," she said. "...Of course you are!"

I felt her arms around me, holding me. The tears burst forth and I was sobbing uncontrollably. My arms went around her waist and the scent of her need became overwhelming. I knew she wanted me, just like Brenda had told me. The kiss was fierce. It was a hungry thing that grew by the second. Then we were standing apart staring at each other. 

"I'm sorry," I said.

"I'm not," she said. "I am going to go up now. Take your time and we will discuss the kiss later."

She left without another word and I leaned against the side of the building panting, damn! Suddenly I thought of Arianna and took out my phone. I had to know. If Carlotta was my mother then there was no doubt who my father was. 

"Arianna, I need your help," I said my voice cracking.

"Master, what is wrong," she replied her voice full of concern.

"Can you sample my DNA," I asked.

"Of course, I just need a blood sample," she replied.

"Here," I said as I bit my lip and let drops of blood fall on the phone's surface.

"That will suffice," Arianna said. "It will take time to process. I will give you a complete analysis. Is there a specific answer you are seeking?"

"Yes, am I human," I said.

"I don't understand," Arianna said.

"I believe Carlotta is my birth mother and... gods I can't even voice it. I am afraid of who my father may be."

"I understand," she replied. "I will put all of my efforts to this task."

"Thank you."

I wiped the blood off of my phone, got my shit together and headed back to class. I just walked in and took my seat. Asuna and Natalie were both looking at me like they wanted to comfort me right then and there. What a sight that would have been, I actually cracked a smile thinking of fucking them in front of everyone, especially the teacher. I wonder if she would get upset or join in? 

I needed something to take my mind off of my potential lineage. I began to undress my teacher in my mind. She had cleavage to spare and I wondered if she were a D or a double D cup. My cock would disappear between her tits no doubt in my mind about that. Then when she turned around and I got a good long look at her ass I was in lust. It was round and firm and begged to be bent over and spanked. 

I knew I wasn't the only one who found her attractive but I was the only one she had kissed. That alone put me ahead of the game. I could take her picture and lay claim to her, but was that the right thing to do? I looked over at Asuna and she was grinning at me. Then I glanced at Natalie and she mouthed the words 'do it'. Well, if they thought I should, what was the harm in one more after all? I waited until the bell rang; I had my phone in hand as I approached my victim.

"Can I get a picture," I asked.

"Of course you can," she said almost moaning.

"Wait, I want in," Clara cried out.

"Me too," another girl said. Suddenly I had twelve of the most attractive girls in the school in my sights. Most of them weren't even on my list, but I had to take the picture so I just smiled and waited.

"Is that everyone," I asked. So I had six girls and the teacher standing along with six girls kneeling for the photo.

Click. They all went blank for the briefest of moments and then I saw that look in their eyes, command me it said.

"Everyone but the teacher headed off to lunch," I said and they complied closing the door behind them. "Why did you let me kiss you?"

"I was sent here to give you something," she said. "I never thought you'd be so handsome."

"What is it," I asked.

"An invitation," she said pulling an envelope from the desk's belly drawer. "Here, are you going to fuck me now?"

I took the envelope and noticed the high quality paper and fine calligraphy. I would open it later, now I had more pressing matters. I had been lucky with my homeroom teacher but I couldn't rely on luck alone. I didn't want to get caught, get expelled and this poor thing lose her job.

"Come to my home tonight, you can help me with my homework."

"MMMMMMMMMMMM, Yes Master," she said.

I gave her my address and left for the cafeteria where Brenda and others would be waiting. By the time I got downstairs a table had been occupied and someone had gone through the line and gotten my food for me, how thoughtful of them.

"Thanks," I said as I sat down. As I ate I watched Brenda's expression, she was concerned and waiting for the right moment to broach the subject. No doubt Asuna and Natalie had told her what had happened, my little meltdown.

"Are you alright," Brenda asked.

"No," I said telling her the truth. "I am far from alright."

"What is wrong," she asked.




Click Ch. 04



All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! 




This takes place a few months after part three, a new student arrives changing Steve's entire dynamic at school.

Autumn Sky:

I opened my eyes. The ceiling of my bedroom was obscured and it took me a moment to realize that it was someone's hair falling over my face. It was my sister's hair to be precise. She was lying on top of me, her nude form pressed tightly against my own. I could feel her tits and nipples against my chest as well as a much more intimate sensation around my nether region. She was impaled on my cock and it was hardening by the second. But she had left after our lovemaking session last night, hmm or had she? Did the little slut sneak back in for yet another round? I reached up and brushed her hair from my face so I could see her better. She had a leg on either side of my hips, literally kneeling over my groin and somehow she had managed to fall asleep like that. I hope to god mom didn't walk in and find her like this, I mean it was mom's turn today and she was very territorial these days.

"Fiona," I said. "Fiona wake up, you're speared on my cock and its mom's turn."

"MMMMMM, so full," sis groaned. "I don't want to go."

"If mom catches you, you are going to be in deep shit... again."

"Just make me cum once and I promise to leave," she said grinding her hips downward. "...Please."

"What the fuck are you doing young lady?" mom's voice cut through the air like tempered steel.

"Oh shit," Fiona said sitting up suddenly.

"In your room, now, you are grounded for a week," mom snarled.

I felt sis leap off of me and heard her race from the room. Then mom was straddling me, taking my cock in hand and guiding inside of her soaked pussy.

"UNNNNNNNNNN," I groaned as I sunk deep inside of her.

"YESSSSSSSSSS," mom moaned. "I've been looking forward to this all night. I am going to fuck you so just lie there and take it. I want to feel you shoot deep inside my pussy."

"Fuck me..." I whimpered as she began to move.

Her pussy was so damn tight, even after having Fiona wrapped around me seconds ago. I now knew she wasn't my biological mother but emotionally it still felt like I was breaking some sort of taboo by fucking her. She was my aunt after all and a cock hungry one at that. Of course I was still fucking Carlotta and Gianna and some of Gianna's friends from time to time. The last time had been that hot Asian chick Nautica; man could that bitch suck a mean cock. Just thinking about bending over that slant eyed slut got my dick like steel.

"UNNN UNNNN... penny for your dirty little thoughts," mom said.

"Umm..." I moaned.

"Are you thinking about that Nautica gal again," mom asked and I just nodded. "MMMMM, she must have been something, your cock is so damn hard."

"You don't mind me thinking about other women?"

"Hell no, especially if it gets you like this," mom growled.

I began thrusting up into her tight wet depths now. Mom leaned back, thrusting her tits high into the air as she rode me. Her mouth was open and a second later I felt her pussy clamp down hard, she had come and a second orgasm followed the first moments later. Damn but she spoiled me with her multiples.

"Keep that up and I'll be shooting into you any minute now," I warned her.

"UNNNNNN... how about this or this," she said as she slammed her hips down onto me.

"So damn close," I moaned.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM, then take everything I have precious."

Mom rode me harder and faster now. She was slamming her hips down as hard as she could now. Twenty seconds or so later my hips left the bed and cum was spurting deep inside of her. Mom came a short time later and then clung to me as if her life depended on it.

"I am worried," I said.

"About what," mom asked as she pressed her body against mine.

"What if you, or sis or someone else gets pregnant?"

"You mean I'm not the only one begging to be fucked unprotected?"

"No, and I am concerned," I said.

"I would gladly raise our child," mom said softly.

"I'm too young..."

"Hush, anyone of us would be honored for such a role. Now be still and catch your breath. You have to get up for school in a little while."

I lay there stunned at her revelation. Did they all feel that way? Did they all want to carry my child? Condoms had been thrown out the window weeks ago and the girls were all quite content to fuck me unprotected. What would I do if one of them did get pregnant? I wasn't even out of high school yet. I had plans, I had dreams and I wasn't prepared for fatherhood.

I walked into my homeroom class and saw a new face almost instantly. He was tall, average looks and glancing around the room sheepishly. I knew that feeling all too well, so I walked up and introduced myself.

"Steve," I said offering him my hand to shake.

"Jake," he said back with a look of relief.

"New to the school," I asked.

"Yeah, this is my sixth school in four years."

"You must be one hell of a shit disturber," I said with a grin.

"It's not that, it's..."

"Jake the Snake," one of the girls murmured.

"It's him, it's really him," another girl replied. I looked from the girls to him. The girls appeared flushed and obviously excited.

"Jake, is there something you want to share," I asked.

"Damn it," he cursed. "I thought I could escape it here."

"Reputation," I said and he nodded. "Let me talk to them for you."

"Thanks man," he said as I walked towards the group of girls.

The majority of the popular girls were in one tight knit bunch. They were also the ones under the influence of the phone, thanks to a photo I had taken months ago. Most of them were still untouched since my sex life was so damn busy at the moment. Perhaps it was time to change that.

"Ladies," I said.

"Hi Steve," they all said in one low voice.

"I need a favor from you," I said continuing.

"Just ask," one girl said.

"Leave Jake alone and pass on the word," I said. "If your wet little pussies need some attention, come to me... okay?"

"Of course... yes... right now?" they responded.

"After school," I said to the one girl. "If you need a good pounding I will be happy to oblige."

"Thank you," they said in one voice.

"You are most welcome don't forget to pass on the word."

I walked back and told Jake he was off limits from the girls. He looked at me stunned and then hugged me.

"I owe you man," he said. "This is the first school where I can actually get some peace and quiet."

"Okay everyone, take your seats," our teacher said as she strode in. "We have a new student I would like to welcome Jake Calloway to our school."

Though he was off limits it didn't mean the girls would quit fawning over him. The bell rang and we got up to head for first period.

"Um, Jake can you stay for a bit," the teacher said as she bit her lower lip.

He nodded and I stayed with him. The class emptied and she closed the door.

"Steve," she said moaning. "Are you going to champion Jake here?"

"I told the others he was off limits; I guess I have to tell the teachers too."

"Yes, my sister told me all about him," she moaned.

"Your eyes, oh hell, you're Tina's sister aren't you," Jake said.

"Yep, and you rocked her world young man."

"You fucked a teacher," I asked.

"Yeah, that's what started all of this. I got held back because she couldn't let me go. I should have graduated last year, but the bitch flunked me."

"That's no way to talk about my sister," the teacher said as she pulled up her skirt.

"No panties, again," I said. "Get on your knees slut..."

"Yes Steve," she replied as the compulsion to obey echoed in her mind. She dropped to her knees in front of me. 

"Lose the skirt, we don't want stains on it do we."

"No, we can't have that," she moaned. She unzipped her skirt and tossed it on top of her desk.

"Turn around and fold your body on top of your desk," I said as I unzipped my jeans.

I slammed my dick deep into her soaked cunt as Jake watched in shock. As I fucked her he began to fidget.

"Do you want to tag team her," I asked.

"Yeah," he whispered.

"Okay," I said as I pulled out of her. "Lay on the floor Jake and you; you straddle his cock for him."

Jake took his position and the teacher eagerly impaled her pussy on his dick. I knelt behind her and pressed my cock against her tight little butt hole.

"Here... here I come," I said through clenched teeth. "So damn tight..."

"Oh shit," she moaned. "Two big cocks are inside of me."

"I've never done this before," Jake moaned as the three of us moved together.

I knew he was reluctant to be doing this, but I wanted to tap that ass of hers again for a while now. I thrust nice and slow and heard the double moan slip from their lips. I grabbed her by the hips now and fucked her harder and faster. We didn't have much time to take advantage of this. I would never, well could never do this with mom or sis, but my homeroom teacher was fair game. I watched my cock disappear inside her ass as Jakes pierced her pussy to the core. She was full up and that was no lie. I listened as Jake cursed and fought to fight his orgasm.

"Hey, cum whenever you like, either of you, I'm gonna tap this ass until I shoot deep inside of her."

"Yes," she moaned. "Fill my pussy and ass with cum... please make me cum hard..."

"I am not used to this," Jake moaned. "Her pussy is so damn tight..."

"Coming," she cried out. Seconds later Jake was shooting into her pussy and amazingly I was right behind him.

The teacher was a quivering mass of bliss and semen. I pulled out of her ass and stood up. Then she got off Jake shakily and spun around to clean my cock with her mouth.

"MMMMMM good girl, you remembered," I said as she licked me clean. Then she did the same to Jake.

"I'll write the two of you a note," she whimpered as she bent over her desk. Cum oozed from both of her holes as she wrote. "Here, go before I change my mind."

"Jake is off limits, got it?"

"Yes Steve, but you aren't," she snarled.

"No, I'm not," I replied. Steve and I took our notes and headed for our classes. 

Impaling Arcana Blue:

The rest of my day went fairly quiet. I say fairly, but in truth it was full of sexual tension. I was waiting to see who was waiting for me at two o'clock when I got off school. I waited patiently and wasn't disappointed but I was confused as all hell. When I strode out into the parking lot, there was indeed a girl waiting for me, but the odd part is that I had never laid eyes on her before. She was dressed all in black from the top of her ebony mane to her finely manicured toes far below. The girl was stunningly gorgeous and that is how I knew I had never seen her before. I had lusted after every cute girl in my school and she wasn't one of them, well until now that is. Yes, it was lust at first sight. Her bright blue eyes caught the light and literally sparkled. Her outfit both revealed that curvaceous form of hers and hid it at the same time. The short black skirt clung to her backside like a second skin which told me two things, first that she had an amazing ass and second that she wasn't wearing any panties. However the gap in her loose top only hinted at the luscious tits below. 

"Are you Steven Osborn," she asked her voice laced with an Irish accent.

"I am, but I don't know who you are," I said doing nothing to hide my wandering eyes.

"My friends call me Arcana Blue," she said smiling.

"Well, what can I do for you Arcana?"

"I have something for you, if you will follow me."

"Lead the way," I said hoping to get a better view of her rear end.

I could tell immediately that we were heading for the Staff Parking Lot. It was after a cursory inspection of her fine ass that I noticed the line of bright blue dye that framed Arcana's ebony locks. Her tips were uniform and perfectly done. Thus the 'Blue' pseudonym I guess, I thought to myself. We cleared the student lot when I saw something 'not like the others' parked close to the front of the gym. The silhouette was distinctive and I knew of only one company that fit this stunning outline.

"It's a Ducati," I whispered.

"Yes your Ducati," she said holding up a set of keys.

"I'll be damned, it's been customized and everything," I moaned.

"The lady did mention you would notice that little detail," Arcana said.

"Anything else the lady said," I asked.

"Oh yes, happy birthday and sorry for the delay."

"She shouldn't have... oh hell now that conversation makes sense," I said.

"Conversation, what conversation," she asked.

"A few months back she grilled my friends about my likes and dislikes. The lady learned about my love of motorcycles and how I really wanted a Ducati. I would have been thrilled with a used one, but this is just over the top."

Arcana opened one of the saddlebags; she produced a black and silver helmet. The paintjob matched the bike perfectly and even had the silver rose on the back of the helmet, which was located on the gas tank of the motorcycle. 

"I am supposed to leave now, but if you feel the need to scratch an itch, here is my number," she said as she handed me a business card. I gave it a quick glance and almost choked when I saw her occupation, Arcana Blue... Professional Witch.

"What does a Professional Witch do?"

"I work small miracles, for a fee of course."

"So you are magical," I asked.

"MMMMHMMMM, I melt in your mouth and your hand," she said moving closer.

"I believe you," I said as she pressed her body against mine.

"But you have a bike to ride, call me when you want a real tight fit, until then I will leave you to your new toy." She walked away while I stared at the bike. Oh hell, the bike can wait. I turned to call out to her but...

"Hey..." I said but the parking lot was empty. "Oh she has to show me how the hell she did that."

I slipped on the helmet, straddled the bike and inserted the ignition key. The power in this mechanical beast was evident from the first time I gave it some gas. I brought the kickstand up and off I went. To be honest I didn't have a specific destination in mind, I just wanted to see how well the 'Rose' handled. As I glided through traffic I suddenly had a great idea, I would take her up to lookout point and watch the ocean. The road in that direction was little used by typical traffic so would make the perfect place to put her through her paces. Soon I was on a four lane black top and heading steadily uphill. My side of the road consisted of a travel lane and a passing lane. There were very few other vehicles on this stretch of road so I was able to let the 'Rose' unwind a little. Before I knew it I was leaning into turns and gunning the engine and watched the bike eat up all the road she could. Fifteen minutes later I was pulling the bike into a parking spot near the pinnacle of lookout point. I parked the Ducati and took off the helmet. 

"Man, what a rush," I said as I looked around. I put the helmet back in the saddlebag and decided to hike the rest of the way up along the trail. The serpentine path was nestled between ancient evergreens and Dutch pine. After another five minutes the trees fell away and the sound and smell of the sea became ever present. I exited the wooded enclosure and headed for the rocky outcropping that allowed an unequaled view of Arkham bay. I thought I would be alone but the singular figure stood looking out at the crashing waves below. She was wearing a hooded coat and had her arms wrapped around her chest to keep warm. 

"Hell of a view isn't it," she said turning to face me. I almost cried out when I saw the face of Arcana Blue.

"Yeah," I said. I knew my face had given away my shock and she rewarded me with a sly little smile.

"Go ahead," she said. "Say it; you know you want that one little word."

"HOW," I asked a lot louder than I intended.

"I am a witch you know," she said smiling wider now. "I saw that this is where you would be and came here."

"That's not the how I was asking about," I said. "How the hell did you get here before me? Did you drive up here?"

"No, I don't have a driver's license and no, no one else drove me either." She watched my face for a long time before continuing. "I transported myself up here by means of bending space/time." If anyone else had said a thing like that I would have laughed in their faces, but her conviction and demeanor screamed she was telling the truth.

"Say I believe you, say somehow you bent reality to your will, what do you want from me?"

"I was hoping you ask," she said moving close to me again. Arcana bent close and whispered in my ear.

"Huh," I said as I processed her words. "What exactly does that even mean?"

"It means exactly what I said, I want you to be my Master," she said repeating her request.

"Why me," I asked.

"I would have to take you somewhere very special to answer that question."

"Another jaunt via space and time I take it," I said with a hint of nervousness creeping into my voice. She just nodded and I shrugged. "What the hell."

She took my hand and we began to walk back towards the tree line. It wasn't until we were actually back on the trail that I felt it, it was a feeling of nausea and disorientation. I wanted to puke but managed to keep my stomach contents where they were. The air was suddenly much warmer and I knew that it was spring wherever we were. The trees were larger, older and little sunlight managed to pierce the heavy foliage of the millennium trees. We walked in twilight as she led me to our destination.

"We are almost there," she said her voice did little to mask her excitement. The path led to a stand of nine massive trees, eight of the trees formed a circle around the ninth. They reminded me of the redwood trees I had seen on my vacation a few years ago. But these weren't redwood they were ash. Arcana had us walk around the perimeter of the outer ash trees and I noticed there were symbols etched into the bark. Each tree had two markings that paired up with the trees on either side, so the X like character on one side of a certain tree lined up with a matching X on its neighbor. How curious, I thought as we finished our circuit and headed for the center tree, the tallest of the lot.

"Where are we," I asked finally.

"This middle tree has a name; you may or may not know it. It is called Yg and is known as the world tree."

"Nope, never heard of it," I said.

"This is where it all happened," she said placing her hand on the trunk of Yg. Then she lifted up her shirt revealing a white horizontal scar on her belly.

"What the hell caused that?"

"I did," said a new voice.

I turned and she was just coming around the far side of the tree was a woman dressed in forest greens and browns. She was tall and willowy of build with long dark brown hair and bright green eyes. Her fingers and bare toes were long and delicate but the curvy body beneath her clothing was in contrast to her slender frame.

"Who the hell are you," I said the anger rising in me.

"A friend," the stranger said. "You need not be angry with me Steven Osborn, what was done happened to her was by her will and her decisions."

"Is that true," I asked as I turned to face Arcana. The girl just nodded and her demeanor had taken on one of supplication to the stranger.

"So, you found him after I warned you not to seek him out," the woman said calmly.

"I had to; I need a Master if I am to reach my full potential."

"True, even though his lust may utterly consume you," the other said.

"Especially if it does," Arcana moaned.

"Very well, then let us proceed," the woman said. "Do you, Arcana Blue, vouch for this man and his sincerity to learn our ways?"

"I do," the girl said solemnly.

"Excellent, do you Steven Osborn desire to learn the ways of the Old Ones and become her Master?" There was a part of me was completely taken aback by this entire thing, but when I looked at the desire, no the need in Arcana's face I couldn't deny her this request.




Click Ch. 04



"Yes."

"Good, now I shall take you to the place of joining and we shall see what kind of man you really are. Follow me, both of you and prepare yourself for the ordeal."

Arcana and I walked hand in hand behind the strange woman. It wasn't long before I heard the sound of rushing water. I knew this place and yet it was so different.

"It's the cave all over again," I said out loud.

"You have been to Aldruin and seen the Witness," the woman asked.

"The Witness," I said. "You mean the crystal, yes I have seen it."

"You are showing your worth more and more," she said.

"It gave me an indigo rod," I said. "I am still trying to figure that one out."

"Indigo, so dark it is nearly black," she said.

"Yep, that's the one," I said as the trail ended and the pool and waterfall came into sight. I half expected a giant crystal to reside at the depths of the pool but that was not the case.

"Disrobe and join me in the pool," the stranger said. She simply gestured as if she were removing a cloak and her clothes just vanished from sight. Her form was as gorgeous as I suspected and more.

"Oh damn," I said turning to face Arcana. She was getting undressed behind me. "Double damn, this is just getting better and better."

I stripped out of my clothes and dove into the water just behind the woman and just ahead of Arcana. Our little trio swam over to the waterfall where the woman climbed up and out of the boiling waters. I followed her and helped Arcana up as I went. Behind the waterfall was a singular cave with one massive chamber that was arrayed like Peter Pan's love nest. There were candles, animal pelts and incense burners. No words were exchanged as the woman pressed her body against my front and Arcana my back. I felt an unsteady hand wrapped itself around my erection.

"This is my first time," the woman moaned in my ear. "So this may take some time until I am satisfied."

"Take your time," I told her. "I'm not in any hurry." She took her sweet time as she spat into her hand and continued to stroke me off. Arcana watched and waited patiently as the nameless woman pleasured me. She would even offer suggestions when the woman seemed honestly stumped as to what to do next. One of these hints was for the woman to get down on her knees and trap my cock with her tits. When I began to moan in pleasure this made her bolder. She pressed her tits together and began rocking her body massaging my cock between them. 

Arcana wasn't just going to wait, she dove in face first, literally. She knelt behind the woman and began licking the other woman's pussy with complete and utter abandon. My moans blended with hers to form a chorus of passion. The nameless woman was begging for my cock now.

"Please Steven, don't make me wait any longer," she moaned even as she got onto her back.

"Be gentle Master, remember this is her first time," Arcana said.

I nodded as I knelt between her spread legs. Arcana's attention had done its work, the woman was soaked so much so that her inner thighs were covered in her juices. I eased very slowly inside of her and felt her pussy wrap around me tightly. I watched her face for any hint of pain so I could stop and let her adapt. 

"So this is the pleasure that women are allowed," the woman said as I filled her completely.

"What do you mean by that," I asked.

"I thought you knew, I assumed Arcana had told you," she said then whimpered as I began to move.

"Sorry Master," Arcana said in a near whisper.

"So, now that I am committed, care to fill me in." 

"Master, Yg here is a sort of interface," Arcana said in a burst of thought.

"Interface," I said. "I don't understand."

"Yes, a better explanation would be that I am to the great tree what Arianna is to your phone."

"How do you know about her," I asked a bit alarmed.

"She told me, she is very jealous of me," Yg said her voice dreamy now. "You feel so good inside of me!"

"So, you are an avatar for the tree," I said and she nodded. "When is a tree not a tree?"

"When it is a living library," Yg said.

"Oh My God, you're talking about organic technology," I gasp as her pussy gripped me tighter now. "Are you close?"

"I feel funny," Yg moaned and then her ass left the ground as she ground against me. "UNNNNNNN!!!"

Her orgasm almost pushed me over the edge; it was sheer luck that I managed to keep from coming. I rolled her onto her side and straddled her lower leg while I placed her upper leg over my shoulder.

"My turn," I said through clenched teeth. I began to hammer her tight little pussy. She was already acclimated to my cock so the time for being gentle had passed. Yg was grunting each time my cock impaled her and she was crying out as it swelled up inside of her. It wasn't going to take long for me to spray her insides. Her pussy was clenching me now as I pummeled her harder and harder.

"Fill her up Master," Arcana said urging me on. "I can see how close you are."

I couldn't speak as I thrust harder and faster into sweet Yg. There came a guttural cry as I clutched her body close to me and my sperm painted her insides. Yg didn't disappoint as her second orgasm crashed into her. Our wordless cries blended into one torrential scream. Of course that was just the beginning of my 'ordeal'. No, I am not complaining, but pleasuring two women is hard work. After resting I turned my full attention to Arcana Blue and her eager body. Unlike Yg, Arcana was a very proficient lover, she was on her hands and knees for me and wiggling her ass in my direction. What man could refuse an invitation like that? I knelt behind her and took her with a mix of desire and anger; she had kept secrets and needed to be punished. I wasn't exactly brutal in our love play but I wasn't tender either. Arcana didn't seem to mind the force and speed of my cock inside of her. 

"Punish me Master, I deserve it," she moaned. "Pound my tight little pussy all you want, I belong to you now."

"So eager to be abused," I said as I thrust into her with fast hard jabs. "I think you kept this from me on purpose."

"Master is wise," she whimpered.

I wanted to fuck her harder but I didn't want to hurt her. Despite her curvaceous build she was petite and therefore vulnerable to my superior strength. It took some effort but I managed to contain my desire to pound the living hell out of her. Arcana was thrusting her body against me when I moved forward. The result was a loud smacking sound when we came together. When I looked over Yg was watching intently and it looked to me as if she were taking notes. The once virgin was licking her lips, narrowing her eyes and eagerly awaiting her turn. This was going to be a long day and maybe an even longer night. Who knew what it would take to satisfy them both and unlike my mother, sister or the others one of these women wasn't even human. It wasn't like I was going to give up; I planned on leaving them both a panting, sweaty lump of womanhood. Well that was the plan anyway. 

I got Arcana on her back and began to ratchet up the intensity of our first session. I dug my fingers into her firm tit flesh and hammered her good. I rocked my hips into her and watched as her mouth widened in shock as her first orgasm got closer and closer. Arcana was thrusting her hips up to meet me again and a little while later her legs wrapped around my waist as she climaxed. 

"Damn girl, you wanted that pretty damn bad," I commented as she clung to me with the remainder of her strength.

"UH HUH," she moaned a little too loud. I let her catch her breath as I looked around the chamber and wondered when I would pick up a scar like the one that Arcana possessed. 

"When," I asked as I began to thrust very slowly into Arcana now.

"When what," Yg asked.

"When do I pick up a scar like her," I asked with a sudden hard thrust into my partner.

"Oh that, you don't... your trial is pleasuring me and giving me what I want."

"What do you want?"

"A child," Yg said softly. Those two words shut me up. What did she mean she wanted a child and by me of all people? Didn't she know I was tainted? I had to tell her who my father was, what my father was.

"Yg, there is something you need to know."

"Is it about your lineage? I already know, Arcana informed me before you arrived. I warned her not to meddle in the ways of the Great Old Ones but she wouldn't listen. I want your child for that very reason."

"So you know all about them, me." I asked. She nodded and got on her hands and knees just like Arcana had. She wiggled her ass at me and smiled brilliantly.

"Give me your child Steven," she moaned. Oh hell, I eased out of Arcana and moved to kneel behind Yg. If this made her happy and kept me from picking up a scar like Arcana's, then so be it. I eased inside of her and she let out a low guttural sound. Then I sunk my fingers into her ass flesh as I began to move. Just like Arcana, Yg began to thrust her hips backward now. I'll give her a gold star for being a quick learner. Soon enough we were both moaning in time with each other. Then the once virgin was begging for me to fuck her harder and faster. There was something about her pleas that struck me to my core. I gave her everything she wanted and some more. Unlike Arcana I didn't hold back, I figured she was sturdier than she looked and I was right. Not only could Yg take a severe pounding but she kept thrusting against me begging for more. Our moans turned to whimpers as we both got close to our mutual orgasm. I couldn't have timed it any better. I savaged her pussy with my cock and with a shout I released a stream of cum deep inside of her. I felt her pussy spasm around me half a heartbeat after I came.

"Damn I needed that," I moaned.

"I'm glad," Yg said as she laid her hand against my cheek. "Your payment has been received."

"You mean..." I said and she nodded. "I'm gonna be a dad?"

Iron Heart:

The realization of my impending fatherhood has left me with a sense of confusion and yes even a little excitement. Yg would carry my child and then I would face the truth about my fate as a young father. While the girls slept I felt my own energy renew itself faster than I would have expected. I left the cave and dove into the sunken chamber. I let out a whistle into the water and felt the waves bounce off the underwater walls giving me a precise mental map of my surroundings. It was very similar to the chamber that held the living crystal that even now whispered in my mind.

'I was born here in ages past,' the voice said.

'So what is going to happen,' I asked.

'You mean your children,' it replied.

'Child, you mean child don't you,' I said.

'No, I mean children,' it said a hint of humor in its mental voice. 'Yg isn't the only one carrying your seed. The woman who raised you is also pregnant.'

'What am I going to do? Two kids are two more than I ever planned for at this time.'

'You will make a great father,' the crystal said. 'Trust me on this...'

'I wish I had the crystal you gave me,' I said. 'I need something to take my mind off this whole thing.'

'Then bring it here, that ability lies within you,' it said. I wanted to argue with it but if it said I could I wouldn't argue. A sudden rush of 'memories' flooded my mind; I now knew how to do it so it was just a matter of trying. I closed my eyes and focused on the indigo crystal. The image came surprisingly fast to my mind, and then I just pulled with all my might. A splash forced me to open my eyes and I saw the slender rod of flickering stone drift towards the bottom of the pool. I swam down and intercepted it before it struck the bottom.

'Excellent work Steven,' the other said in my mind.

'Thanks, now I just need to figure this bad boy out.'

'It is a mirror technology to the World Tree Ygdrassil,' it said

'So this is some sort of nonorganic tech,' I asked.

'Precisely,' it replied. 'It operates on much the same principal as what we share. Strong enough mental connection will allow you to manipulate its innate abilities.' I turned the crystal over in my hands and tried to find that connection. 'You are trying too hard, the connection already exists Steven.'

'Oh... I feel so stupid,' I said. Then I recuperated and directed my full attention to the crystal. 'Show me...' It came alive in my grasp transforming itself into an elegantly wrought staff. One end of it tapered to a foot long blade while the other ended with a sophisticated design with a glimmering jewel at its center. 'Okay, that looks amazing; do you change into anything else?' Once more the form of the staff became fluid and I held in my hand a war hammer etched with runes of power. Then without my prompting it showed me it's next form, that of a pair of dark gloves with a singularly large gem on the back of each hand. Lastly, the final form was that of a glittering crystal bull whip.

'Are you pleased,' the other asked.

'Very,' I said. I had the crystal transform back into the gloves since I had no pockets to carry it. I kicked upwards and broke the surface. There glimmering in her virtual form was Arianna.

"Master, I was concerned when you were down so long," she said. "I have some excellent news for you; Project Iron Heart has been completed."

"What exactly is Project Iron Heart?"

"Your private workshop has been completed," she said.

"That is good news; I hope we have money left over after our little renovation."

"Plenty of money Master," she said with a smile.

"Great, I can't wait to visit it," I told her.

"Not without your reward Steven Osborn," Yg said as she stepped into view. "You are wearing gloves, where did those come from?"

"I... I brought them here," I said as I swam towards her. The gloves sprouted webbing between the fingers, helping me, even without my asking. 

"Follow me," Yg said as I made my way up. "We need to return to the Great Tree." I followed her naked form out into the woods towards the massive trees. She went directly to the middle tree and laid her hand upon the trunk. There came a sound like splintering wood and a large cavity appeared just above her fingers. She reached in and retrieved the only item remaining, a mask fashioned from some sort of copper alloy. Yg apologized for the lack of choices but I was only one of many that had visited the tree and its guardian. The other receptacles had held a hammer, a belt, gloves, a ring and a spear. Though I knew little of Norse mythology I knew the hammer must have been Mjolnir and the spear was named Gungnir. The other items were unknown to me. 

"What does the mask do," I asked as she turned to place it on my face.

"It grants not only knowledge but wisdom," she said as she pressed the chin of the mask against my own chin. I thought the material would be hard and cold, like metal, but it was in fact warm and pliable, like flesh. She carefully lined up and attached the rest of the mask, ending with the forehead. Yg examined her work and then smiled.

"It appears all is ready," she said. "I will activate it now and then Ygdrassil's wisdom will be yours."

"So this is some sort of download device," I said and she nodded.

"Except this wisdom spans not only this world, but many..." Click. Then the rush of images and sounds flooded every fabric of my being. I think I screamed when it became too much and I know I lost consciousness when my mind overloaded. 

"And then you wake up," Fiona said.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"I live here, jeez," she said pouting. "Are you alright?" I looked around and found that I was no longer in the forest. I touched my face and the mask was gone. I let out a long sigh of relief then pulled Fiona to me and hugged her fiercely. "Hey, it's okay I got you."

"I had a real bad dream," I said.

"Was it about a motorcycle crash?"

"No, why..." I asked.

"Just curious, when I got home there was this sweet ride parked on the driveway, is that yours?"

"Yeah, a late birthday gift from Brenda."

"Really, she's got it bad for you," sis said. "But then so do I." I looked around once more and saw the indigo crystal on my nightstand. 'Did it happen?'

"Was I asleep when you got home?"

"Yep, out like a light," Fiona purred. "That's why I woke you up."

"Is it my turn to cook tonight," I asked.

"Yes, but I plan on ordering take out so don't worry about that. You should be taking care of yourself." Fiona rose off of me and then bent down and kissed my cheek. "You have been overdoing it lately, now get some rest and I'll call you when it is time for dinner."

"Thanks Fi'..." I said, touched that she thought more about my wellbeing than her sex drive.

"Besides if you are sick who is going to fuck me?"

"So much for the humanitarian in you," I said with a weak smile.

I closed my eyes and drifted off into a fitful sleep, it was full of the strange and the bizarre. When I did finally wake up I was physically rested but not mentally. My mind was still racing with queer images and designs. I took a quick shower and when the glass walls fogged up and tried and failed to fight the urge to doodle on them. My index finger practically moved of its own accord, it moved in straight lines and then elegant arcs forming strange runic shapes. My shower forgotten I stared at the line of alien script my finger now tapping my chin.

"This means something," I said, though I doubt I registered the fact I was even speaking.

"Steve... Steve... STEVE!!!" My mom was hollering now and her expression told me she had been doing so long enough to be worried terribly worried.

"Oh hi mom," I said.

"Don't hi mom me young man," she said. "What the hell is with this graffiti?"

"Oh, just pondering a tattoo design," I said but she knew better.

"Steve..."

"Okay, it's some sort of message in my head and I haven't figured it out yet."

"How did it get in your head in the first place," she said.

"That would be my fault Mrs. Osborn," Brenda said softly. We both turned and saw the lovely young woman standing there. "I sent Arcana Blue to drop off a gift for me. I didn't think she would take him to the tree."

"Tree... what fucking tree was that," mom said reaching full boil by now.

"It's called Ygdrassil," Brenda said.

"Ygdrassil," mom repeated. I saw her hands turn into claws and imagined her hands around Brenda's neck strangling the life from her. The suddenly the shower door was open and mom was dropping down onto her knees to inspect my abdomen. "Thank God..."

"What the hell are you looking for," I asked. Then a moment later I remembered the scar on Arcana's belly.

"It's bad enough my sister went bat shit crazy but not my son, not my boy."

"Arcana had a scar on her belly," I said.

"Thank god you don't," Mom said. "That damn tree has caused enough trouble for this family."

"So Carl went to Yg?" Mom only nodded and stood up. I quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. When I turned around both Mom and Brenda were holding a towel out for me. I took the one from Brenda and Mom just smiled and mouthed 'smart ass'.

"Dinner is here, I picked it up on my way over here," Brenda said.

"I'll meet you downstairs," I said and the pair left me alone with my thoughts. I didn't have the heart to tell my mom about the blue lozenge and how my thoughts had already been affected by it. But now it was quite evident that the mask had also invaded my mind. How much information had been downloaded into it was impossible to guess at this stage. I suspected it was quite a bit considering my brain's reaction and its literal shutting down. I dried off and moved to stand in front of the mirror so I could brush my hair. When I looked at my reflection I almost screamed in shock. There was the mask that Yg had placed on me. My hands instantly went up but when I touched my face there was nothing there but skin, there was no sign of the mask. When I looked at my reflection again the mask was still there and it was rapidly shifting through all the colors of the rainbow. Was I supposed to make a decision on the color of my mask? Okay, if I had to choose I liked that near black of indigo, just like my crystal. The mask stopped shifting and took on the exact shade of color to match the crystal. Then there were bright blue characters hovering in my field of vision. Half a heartbeat later I knew what they meant, it wasn't a translation to English I knew what each individual symbol stood for.




Click Ch. 04



'Security level Indigo granted.'

'A good choice Master,' Arianna said in my ear.

"How are you doing that?"

'I have tied myself into the data stream,' she said.

"So what is so great about Indigo level?"

'It is one level below Obsidian, the highest level you can choose.'

"Lucky me, so what does this mean for me?" I asked.

'Near unlimited access to an entire library of what the mask calls 'Technomancy'.

"Those symbols floating around in my head are some sort of..."

'Runic Expression, it will allow you to enhance the technology that the blue crystal imparted to you.'

"Great I am double fucked," I said as I finally began to brush my hair.

'Double blessed, that's the way I see it. Besides you haven't even seen Project Iron Heart yet.'

"What is project Iron Heart?"

'Let me show you,' Arianna said. The view of my reflection fell away and in its place was a huge metal and glass sphere. 'That is your workshop. I finished it yesterday and I was waiting for the right moment to show you.'

"Where is it located and how big is it?" I asked.

'Remember that offshore oil rig you purchased? Iron Heart is located right next to and below it. As for its size it is roughly one thousand feet in diameter.'

"Wait, you are talking about a hundred story office building in the round." I said as my reflection returned. "How did you manage to build something that big so fast?"

'Your Uncle Carl let me borrow a construction unit, an independent robotic device that will build whatever is programmed into it. Well, as long as it has the raw materials. On your behalf I purchased tons and tons of scrap metals. The first stage was reproducing more construction units. The second stage was erecting a blast furnace and a production line for the new structures. The rest was easy. Robots aren't union and never tire. They are the perfect work force.'

I thought about this little revelation and what impact it might have on me and my family. What kind of workshop had she built for us? It was obviously huge, but that didn't mean it was full of labs and robot workers. Yet somehow I felt that when Arianna designed this thing it would be full of everything I would need to take advantage of the ideas percolating in my mind. I now knew what Carlotta was going through. Every time I saw a commercial I instantly knew how to improve a product. I really wanted to develop the 'laser razor' just to do it; no more blades just a replaceable cutting cartridge. Now I felt the urge to see this workshop build and build in me. By the time I was downstairs I knew I was going to skip school and go to see my brand new lab.

I ate dinner and told my mom what I was planning to do. I could see the mix of emotions cross her lovely features. There was some sort of internal debate going on and then she just smiled and walked over to the phone. She was on a first name basis with the school secretary, told her I was running a fever and then hung up. 

"Please don't make me do that anymore," she asked.

"I won't, I promise," I said.

"I want to go," Brenda and Fiona said in one voice.

"You can all go, we are leaving tonight," I said.

'Transportation is on its way,' Arianna informed me.

'A limo,' I said to her.

'Better, it will be here in ten minutes. The workshop hasn't been idle; I wanted to see what a gravity pulse generator would do.'

'What the hell is a gravity pulse generator?'

'Something one of the other A.I.'s acquired from the military,' she said.

'You've been shadowing them I take it, and let me guess you followed them to this military source.'

'Correct Master, I discovered a huge cache of information at a place designated 51.'

'51, wait a second do you mean Area 51?'

'Yes Master, Area 51, how did you know?'

'That's just one of the most infamous locations on the planet,' I said.

'Did I perform poorly?'

'Depends, how much information did you acquire?'

'Several thousand terabytes,' she said.

'You did good,' I said.

The four of us finished dinner, put the dishes into the washer and got ready for a road trip. The women primped and changed clothes. Brenda borrowed a short skirt from my sister and a slutty top from my mother. This was looking very promising. I was standing in the living room waiting for the girls to get done, when suddenly the floor rushed up and slapped me upside the head. I woke up with a trio of concerned faces as well as a bloody nose.

"I'm okay," I said my speech slurring just a little.

'Master, you have just had a severe seizure, I don't think you are ready to go anywhere.'

'Can this transport go on autopilot?'

'Of course,' Arianna said.

'Good, you can drive.'

The transport arrived a few minutes later. With a little help from mom and Fiona I made it outside. The vehicle was thirty feet in length, teen feet wide and six feet in height. It was sleek, black and absolutely silent as it hovered there. The side slid open and with some more help I got in first and the others followed after.

"Steve what the hell is going on," Fiona asked.

"This is the product of the workshop," I said. "My vision is back to normal."

"Let's just see this thing so you can get back and to the hospital," Brenda said coolly.

"I agree with her," Mom said.

The vehicle closed up and off we went. There was no sense of movement and I even commented about it. Arianna switched the windows from opaque to transparent so we could see the outside world. The craft was about a thousand feet in the air and was travelling at a blistering speed. We were already over the ocean and heading away from land. We were all pointing and ogling our surroundings. Then I felt a sensation, it began as a tingling, but it grew and grew as we drew nearer to something. I called out for Arianna to slow down and then with an awful screech I ordered her to stop. We were just above it, a shimmering light beneath the waves. It manifested itself as a line of force running north to south and was silvery green in hue. 

"He's discovered the Ghost Web," Brenda said. But before mom could ask she continued. "There are lines of power that criss-cross the face of the world, they are known by many names ley lines, dragon lines but my people call them ghost lines. There are places of power where two or more lines intersect, these nexus points are fonts of raw power that the gifted may draw upon. Steve must be able to not just sense them but actually see them, that is a rare talent indeed."

"Do you know what is out here in the middle of nowhere," Fiona asked.

"I have my suspicions," Brenda said.

"Take a course due south," I said. "Whatever the hell it is, it's in that direction."

The vehicle leapt forward and returned to its blistering speed. Mach twelve is not a thing to miss when it falls in your lap. The pain in my head began to spread even as the island appeared at the edge of the horizon. Something was wrong but I didn't know what. It felt like the flu but much worse and it was spreading while I sat there. My vision, which had cleared up, began to grow fuzzy and things at a distance began to blur. We reached the island a minute later and we landed near its center. Had I been feeling better I would have been intrigued at the concentric circles that formed the interior. I sure as hell would have found the black pyramid on the rocky outcropping worth investigating. But as it was I had to be helped from the craft by Fiona and Brenda. Mom was in full protective mode but I needed help and this place was the closest place to find that help. 

The old man came from nowhere and took one look at me and gave a whistle. He came over to me and smiled gently.

"I am here to help; may I touch your mind young man to diagnose your illness?" He asked and I just nodded. I felt him inside of my head seconds later. "It is worse than I thought. Strip him of his clothing so I can purge him of the evil that is inside of him." Mom was tugging my shirt off of me even as Fiona worked on my shoes. Brenda however stood back and glared at the old man. Soon enough I was naked and kneeling on the soft island grass. "I am sorry young man but if you are to survive I must remove the poison that is inside of your mind and body."

"Just DO it," I moaned weakly. The next thing I knew I was puking my guts up, crying, pissing and defecating on the floor of this jungle paradise. Some sort of pressure had been released in my head and I felt a little better but not healed, oh not by a long shot. I heard the approach of two figures and glanced up with vision so poor I could barely make out their humanity. 

"Take him to the sacred pool and cast him in, I will be up as quickly as I may," the old man said.

"Yes Master," the two said as one. I was lifted up by my armpits and then my legs were scooped up behind the knee and I was carried off.

"Steven," Mom cried out.

"He is in good hands," the old man said. Anything else was lost as the forest blurred before me. There was the hint of a road and then the darkness of being inside a structure with its burning torches. The next thing I knew I was being tossed into the air and I landed into the cool clean water of the sacred pool. I took a deep lungful of water and felt the healing energy wrap around me. As I breathed in the water my skin cooled from the fever that was ravaging it and I sank to the bottom of the pool. I closed my eyes and waited to see which element won, life or death. The pain and heat subsided just as I heard furtive footsteps entering the pool. Whoever it was approached slowly and when they were close enough checked for a pulse. Then they turned me over and I felt 'her' pull me close and hold me. Her bare breasts felt amazing after the blinding pain in my head and all over my body. She lifted my head from the water and sang softly to me. I knew instantly it wasn't Mom, Fiona or Brenda. The voice was different and held sadness in it.

"I am sorry stranger," she said. "But the pool wasn't enough to heal you." Her sorrow was genuine enough but I had enough strength to speak.

"Please get my phone, the oblong crystal in my clothes, it can finish what you started," I said in one long breath.

"Bring his clothes, search it for a crystal," she ordered. I opened my eyes and looked up into her ethereal features.

"Bast," I asked. But she shook her head and smiled revealing her pronounced canine teeth.

"No, I am not my mother," she said. "...Though you honor me with your kind words."

"Who are you?" I asked even as a voice cried out from behind me.

"Isix," the voice said. "What are you doing?"

"I am tending to the stranger high priestess," Isix said reassuringly.

"Did the Master ask you to tend to him," the high priestess asked.

"No, put it is our duty to aid the wounded."

"True as that may be, he is a stranger and not under our privilege. Leave the pool immediately or you will be punished."

"Go," I said.

"But..."

"Go, I don't want you to suffer on my account," I said.

"As you wish young master," Isix said regretfully.

I floated on my back and a tall Anubis warrior arrived with my phone in his prodigious hand. He looked at my curiously but I gestured and he tossed it into the pool.

'Arianna, analyze and enhance...' I said to her. The pain was returning and I feared I would be dead before she could perform her task. Spasms began to wrack my body now; the spasms became convulsions which were followed by seizures. Then the entire pool filled with a sun bright radiance and I was engulfed utterly. I think I screamed as I died.

I opened my eyes and found I was on the bottom of the pool. I was alive! Strength and vitality had returned to my body. I looked around and found Arianna not far from my left hand. I picked her up as I stood up and looked around. It was an archaeologist's wet dream to be sure. The interior of the structure was on a scale that befits the old gods. The amount of gold, silver and platinum made me feel that Osiris himself must have walked these chambers in ages past. There were several females of the Bastet and Anubis tribe kneeling around the pool.

"Welcome back from the Shadow Country Steven Osborn," the old man said behind me.

"It is good to be back," I said. "Thank you for your hospitality, how long has it been?"

"Three days," he said. "Dry him off and dress him as a guest of honor."

"Yes Master," the women said in one eager voice. I was helped out of the pool and three Bastet dried my front and three Anubis did my back and legs. Then I was draped in fine silk and a belt of purest silver clasped about my waist. 

"Three days, boy is my mom going to be pissed," I said.

"Actually, she is thrilled that you survived and she has contacted your school about your health crisis. All is well Steven."

"So Mom and Fiona are okay," I said.

"Yes they are, however, the assassin is being held under constant guard."

"Assassin, what the hell is going on?"

"The one you call Brenda, did she tell you she was Lihannan Sidhe?"

"Le-annen She... what the heck is that?"

"A very powerful fae, they feed off the creative force of their victims and lacking that their sexual energy. They are a kind of psychic vampire. You were lucky you came here, I doubt any other place would have had what you required to survive."

"But, how do you know it was her?"

"The psychic damn she built in your mind. It was designed to rupture flooding her with all the knowledge you have acquired in your short life. Not much for one such as her but it would have looked like an aneurism, a terrible but fatal event."

"Why would she do that? She loves me! She... how could she hurt me?"

"Slaves sometimes turn on their Masters."

That was it! She hated being a slave and played me until I was no longer useful. The old man didn't know about the blue crystal and the visit to Ygdrassil. Short as my life has been, there was plenty of knowledge in my head for her to feast on. It made sense now. She told me what I wanted to hear and then put Arcana Blue in my path to steer me in the direction of the tree. There was only one thing to do.

"I want to see her," I said.

"Of course, though she hasn't said a single word since you got here. Isix, since you are so very fond of the young master direct him to the assassin's cell." Isix took my hand and led me to the next level down in the structure. There were dozens of sleeping chambers and each held three or more animal headed humanoids, they called themselves Osirins. Each fit a particular god or goddess, from Anubis to Set or Bast to Isis. They were all in great shape and all very attractive. The very last chamber held the Queen Bitch herself. I wanted to scream and shout but it would do no good. When she saw me she got to her feet and began to smile but then she saw the expression on my face. Her features became a mask of disdain.

"Finally, Master knows his pet's little secret," she said.

"Who hired you," I asked.

"The Gray Council," she replied without hesitation.

"Who are they," I asked her wondering what I should do with her.

"They rule the 'non-human' races among the Old Ones."

"Why," I asked my third and final question.

"I don't know," she said and smiled. I held up my phone and 'click' her eyes went vacant from the flash's affect. 

"Forget; forget you ever knew me in any way or any fashion." I said and then turned to Isix. "Do whatever the hell you want to with her."

Isix took me away from that damnable cell and to the chamber where my sister and mother were waiting. There were no words only hugs and kisses. Isix stepped outside and waited while we reunited. 

"Thank god you are okay," mom said hugging me tight.

"Ditto," Fiona said pressing herself against me from behind.

"How do you feel," mom asked.

"Like a Steven sandwich," I said smiling. "I feel fine. A little tired and very hungry, but all in all I can't complain." 

"The Master has planned a feast surrounding your revival. If you would all follow me please," Isix said.

We disengaged ourselves and followed the Bastet. She guided up and out of the structure. It wasn't until we were outside that I realized I had been inside a pyramid. I had been so ill when I was literally carried up into this place that I never got a good look at my surroundings. Isix lead us down into a nearby village and the lit torches marked the location of the feast. It seemed like every Osirin on the island was present at the feast. The scene reminded me of something out of the Island of Doctor Moreau. All the feral faces, dancing and music woke up something primitive in me. Then I saw all the food. Man, what a spread they had laid out for us! There was meat, fruit and vegetables galore! Then the old man stepped forward and with a grand gesture the feast began. I dove in, I tried everything and all of it was delicious. While I ate I watched the female dancers and that primitive hunger was stoked to a white hot flame. 

"Steve, cover yourself up," Fiona whispered in my ear. "You are um showing."

"Sorry," I said and pulled a wooden plate over my lap.

"Don't be ashamed Steven, your excitement is their reward," the old man said with a deep laugh. "This is a celebration of life after all."

"Well then, here's to wine, women and song," I toasted. As if summoned, a new figure appeared walking down from the pyramid. The wind whipped her long dark hair as well as her silk garments. Her figure was wonderfully curvy and her bearing was one of Mistress and not slave. I was in lust. "Who's that?"

"By the goddess," the old man said after he had turned to see the figure. "It's Bennu!"

"Oh boy," mom muttered. "Here we go again."



Click Ch. 05



All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! 

This takes place right after part four.  

Iron Heart: Part 2

The woman was stunning to look upon. While Brenda was the closest thing to perfection that I had ever seen, Bennu made her look plain by comparison. There was a light that fell upon her and illuminated her hair like a scarlet pillar that fell nearly to her ankles. The silk that hid her body was almost transparent. The overlapping layers were the only thing that hid the details that were teasingly hinted at everywhere. 

"Here we go again," mom moaned.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said and everyone laughed, even Bennu.

"But I don't understand, you're not the one from my dreams," Bennu said suddenly. "I don't understand." She turned to face the old man. "You said the first young man to arrive would be the one I would fall in love with. But he looks nothing like him, what madness is this?"

"His arrival was unforeseen goddess," the old man said.

"I fear your prophecy is in ashes master," she replied.

"Perhaps, but now you must make a choice, either you can wait or take what is offered here and now."

"He is handsome enough, but I feel it would be a betrayal to the 'other'."

"I am right here," I said a little miffed.

"Of course you are young master," Bennu said. "But you are not he whom I have dreamt of."

"Follow your heart goddess," I said. She narrowed her eyes and smiled wickedly.

"I will, now if you will excuse me," she said as she turned and left.

"Follow her you fool," the old man hissed at me.

I got up and did as the old man advised. Bennu walked up to the very top of the pyramid. We passed several pairs of guards along the way, but I didn't engage her until we reached the top.

"You are a bold one," she said in a soft voice.

"And you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen and I fear will ever lay eyes on."

"Fear, what is there to fear young master," she asked.

"That in my life I will never meet another as lovely as you," I said.

"You are right to fear then," Bennu said with a chuckle.

"You mock me lady," I said moving behind her.

"Be thou careful lest you be burnt," she warned. I turned her to face me and leaned in close.

"Then burn me," I said before I kissed her.

Burn me she did, her kisses were hot and fierce. When he finally broke to catch our collective breath she was shaking and I was panting. She had kindled a hunger in me that was white hot and only an intimate embrace could quench it. Bennu placed her hands on my shoulders and held me at bay, then shook her head.

"I can't, as much as I want to, it would be wrong," she moaned.

"I respect that, I don't like it, but I won't force you to do something you are unwilling to do."

"Don't say unwilling, just unable," Bennu whispered.

"I better go before I cross a line," I told her. She took my hand and pressed something cold and hard into the palm of my hand.

"Take this as a token of my desire; it is singularly unique, like my hunger for you."

"Thank you goddess," I said and felt the tears streak my cheeks as I turned and walked away.

I tightened my first around her gift as I walked down the spiral ramp that led to the ground floor. Then I headed outside to cool off. I walked down to the village and found a spring fed pool. Only then did I open my hand to view her gift.

"Oh my god," I said seeing the flawless red stone. It was cut in a teardrop fashion and its flawless facets glittered under the moonlight.

'Touch it to your brow,' the Witness murmured in my thoughts.

'What is it?'

'It is the Phoenix Stone,' the voice replied. 'Older than this galaxy and possesses a hidden power if you can riddle it out.' I touched the stone to my forehead and felt the jolt of energy as it fused to my skull. There was no pain but when I let go it remained where it was. I felt all the fatigue in me leave and a new kind of energy filled me up completely.

'Whoa,' I said.

'Indeed, she has never parted with that most sacred of objects, ever.'

'Why me,' I asked.

'Who knows, perhaps she sees in you a hidden destiny. Or it might represent her desire to be with you. Fear not, it will hide itself the way the mask remains hidden. I saw that deep in your thoughts.'

'That was far from the surface, speaking of surface...' I said as I stripped down and dove into the pool. I swam down to the bottom of the pool and drank in the chill of the water. Oh I still wanted to be with Bennu but at least now it was under control. Distance and temperature helped keep my hormones in check. Suddenly I heard someone else dive into the pool. I looked up from the bottom and saw a very feminine silhouette against the moonlight. I kicked up and swam beneath her at a discreet distance, whoever she was. I guessed from her prehensile tail that she was a Bastet, but which one I wondered. She swam several laps and then moved to the center of the pool and began treading water. That hunger woke up with fierceness and she was the target of my desire. I grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her under. Then she was in my arms and I was kissing her as we bobbed up to the surface. She fought me up until our lips touched then she stopped and became complacent in my arms. Our heads broke the surface and she took in a deep breath, opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Master Osborn," Isix said. "What a surprise."

"Isix," I asked and she nodded.

"Shall we continue," she asked as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

"You're not upset," I asked as she wiggled her ass against my hardness. "I'll take that as an invitation."

"Please do young master," she moaned. Without using our hands I managed to slide into her slowly and we both moaned as we renewed our kiss. I wondered if Bennu had sent her to me as a kind of consolation. It didn't matter, she was here and I needed her badly. 

"UNNN UNNNN UNNNN, master's hardness is deep inside of me," Isix moaned into my ear. "Take me on the land, make me yours." I nodded and we drifted to the edge of the pool and then without disentangling ourselves I managed to get my feet beneath me. Each step was a mixture of ecstasy and agony. Then a tree presented itself and I pressed her back against it, once she was in place I began thrusting up into her. I felt her nails rake my back and her tail wrap around my left leg. The tree was shaking as I hammered her hard and fast. Suddenly Isix howled as she came with little warning at all. I never relented as I continued to fuck her. A second orgasm hit her thirty seconds later and a third one minute after that. I was well on my way to my first climax when she noticed me swelling up inside of her.

"Fuck me young master," she growled. "I want to feel you cum inside of me."

"Almost... almost... oh my fucking god," I howled as I came inside of her. Isix's nails dug into my flesh and drew blood as I sprayed her insides. I ground my hips against her then kissed her again. That's how things went for the next hour or so. I lost track after my fifth orgasm and her fifteenth. We finally and sadly ran out of steam, but man what a ride!

"I love you," Isix whispered. "Take me with you."

"You are in lust," I said. "You wouldn't be happy out there. You would stand out and I couldn't have that."

"Young master is kind, but Osirins can alter their appearance to fit into native populations."

"So you can appear human then," I asked.

"Yes, just like you master," she said.

"What makes you think I am not human?"

"You taste like one of the Great Old Ones," she purred and licked her lips seductively.

"How would you even know that," I asked.

"Your party is the first humans in centuries. But that doesn't mean you are the only visitors to this island." She said and her logic was undeniable. 

"What is the difference," I asked. "...Between the Old Ones and the Great Old Ones?"

"The old ones are humanoid whose blood line stems from star visitors. The Great Old Ones are higher beings that came to the earth hundreds of millions of years ago. They dwell beneath the seas and to this day hide in the quiet places upon the earth."

'She is right Master,' Arianna added herself to the conversation. 'Your DNA has been completely replaced by XNA.'

'What does that even mean...? Oh... I am no longer a carbon based life form I am now silicon based.' I began to ask when the answer filled my mind. 'Great, just fucking great...'

"You look sad young master," Isix said frowning. "Was it something I said?"

"No, I just realized what I am."

"And this upsets you, you were raised by humans, I see why you are sad."

"Yeah, and I have two children on the way. Will they be like me or be human I wonder?"

"Only time will tell," Isix said softly. "Either way, you will love them completely."

Isix and I dressed and returned to the Black Pyramid. My mother and sister were both smiling from ear to ear. Sis winked at me and raised her glass to our return. The old man didn't miss our arrival and locked eyes with Isix and he smiled and nodded to her. She gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. I took this as the old man giving her his blessing on leaving with me. Funny thing nonverbal communication, it can be complex as sign language or as simple as a single kiss. Isix gathered her few belongings when I mentioned that we would be leaving. As I waited I felt the kiss of the Phoenix Stone upon my brow, it was as if Bennu were telling me goodbye in her own unique fashion. I just hoped I proved worthy of her gift. Hell, after all the burdens / gifts laid at my feet I wondered why and if my inhuman lineage had anything to do with it all. Perhaps it was just coincidence but deep down I think I knew better. Isix reappeared from below with her silk bag of clothes and jewelry.

"What are you going to do with the assassin," I asked the old man thinking of Brenda suddenly.

"I will return her to the Gray Council and let them meter out punishment. Though I doubt it could be any harsher than what you have already laid upon her."

"I didn't kill her," I said as if reassuring myself.

"No, you did far worse; you removed the only light she has ever known."

"I had no choice," I said and turned to leave.

"No you didn't, don't blame yourself for another's actions Master Osborn." He said and I left without another word. The four of us walked down to the shore, there Arianna's craft stood untouched in the four days since we arrived. We climbed on board and it lifted silently and without any hint of motion from the beach. The A.I. took over and made a direct course for the Iron Heart facility. 

It didn't take long to arrive at the converted oil rig. The oil drilling machinery was long gone and in its place were several large buildings that made up the manufacturing hub for the facility. We landed on the only pad delegated to air borne traffic. The door slid silently open and we exited eager to take the grand tour. Arianna directed me to the nearest building, what appeared to be corrugated steel was in fact some sort of steel alloy that was closer to surgical steel than the more common alloy. Inside was a flurry of activity as robots were being assembled. They appeared to be some sort of spider-like design and armed with various tools.

'These are the construction units,' Arianna explained and I passed on to the other three. 'They are designed to build, assemble and in some cases disassemble structures that have proven unnecessary.' The next building was a blast furnace where scrap material was melted down and poured into individual ingots for processing either here on the surface or below in the underwater facility itself. The various metals were iron, steel, palladium, gold, silver, platinum and rarest of all iridium. The ingots were stamped and carried off by worker bots to the nearby marina where a submersible was awaiting us. Arianna knew we were far too eager to see the surface in its entirety when the gem of the sea awaited us below. We took our spots in the submarine and watched as the hull closed up and we slowly descended into the dark depths of the Atlantic Ocean. 

The glittering dome was easy to spot as we sunk deeper and deeper. The entire structure was lit from within and shone brightly in the shadowy depths. On the equator of the thing was what appeared to be a docking station. We made a direct course for the equator and within a few minutes were docking. The hatch opened and the interior of the sub was illuminated by the brilliant LED lights from within Iron Heart. It was a small city of robotic life forms. Size, shape and tools determined their function. There were hundreds of them and they were all either working or heading for a work location within the sphere. Just like an office building the sphere was sectioned off to keep its needs and function easier for me to keep straight. We took an elevator to the top of the sphere and looked up and out onto the ocean and its myriad types of life. 

'Is Master pleased with my work,' Arianna asked me.

'Master is completely blown away,' I said. 'What are you working on?'

'Many different projects, but the most interesting one is the anti-gravity probes. I took the design from the other A.I.'s. They will be able to collect data and retrieve the written word from nearly any location.'

'Excellent, just don't get caught,' I said. 'Can you build one that can actually remove or take samples or objects?'

'Of course Master, a little tweaking and I could have one ready in a day or two.'

'Do it,' I said. 'I want to investigate this Ghost Web. I want to gather up artifacts and learn about this Gray Council.'

'Understood Master, I won't fail you.'

We spent hours looking at the various labs, furnaces and shops that filled the one quarter of the sphere that was occupied. I could only imagine what happened in a year or so when the entire thing was finished. Now I just had to decide what course of action to take and what purpose my resources would be put to. Even now tons of ideas were percolating to the surface of my mind.

"What do you think," I asked my mom and she just looked at me and shook her head.

"Think, how the hell did you build this?" Fiona asked. "I mean, how can you possibly afford all of this?"

"I was afraid you'd ask that particular question. Arianna found funds for a secret government op that wasn't being used, so..."

"YOU STOLE THE MONEY," mom roared. "...How much Steven?"

"A lot," I said ashamed now.

"How much," she repeated unwilling to let it go.

"Forty billion," I said. Mom and Fiona went pale while Isix just watched the exchange with a small smile on her face.

"If the money wasn't being used, there is no harm..." Isix began but mom cut her off.

"NO HARM, he stole from the government, someone is going to notice." She said. I didn't say anything, what was the point, mom was just going to holler some more. So while mom ranted about the government raining down all matter of hell we continued our tour. The very center of the structure held the power plant and it was huge but gave off neither heat nor any vibration that I could feel. Arianna said it was an exact copy of Uncle Carl's dark energy converter. Since dark energy was everywhere but didn't interact the way normal energy did it required converting to be able to be used. The conversion process produced far more energy than was required to run the converter, an eternal surplus of usable power. This along with twenty or so other labs where Arianna was overseeing the research on Uncle Carl's projects she had sent home with me. I wonder how Carl would react to so large a facility. Would she like it, or more likely freak the hell out over so large a building and so many projects on the open burner. 

Suddenly I was thinking about Brenda and her betrayal. She had tried to kill me over some overzealous loyalty to this mysterious Gray Council. It still stung that I had been manipulated by the she bitch. My anger rose up and I decided on a very proactive course of action. I would find and confront this Gray Council. My mom noticed the change in my demeanor and her rant ended abruptly.

"Steven?" She asked.

"I am not a victim. I am going to find those bastards and push back!" I said.

"Steve, are you sure about this," Fiona asked. She didn't need to ask which bastards I was talking about.

"Positive," I said.

"How can I help Master Steven," Isix asked.

"Find them, I plan on hunting them down," I said.

"Easy, they hang out at HIPS, it's a nightclub located in the town of Arkham."

"Hips, that's a strange name for a club," Mom said.

"It stands for Hiding in Plain Sight," Isix said.

HIPS:

The outside of the club was unimpressive but I thought that was probably the intention. The only hint there was anything there was the long line of people and the bouncer letting people in. I took up my spot in line with Isix by my side. We waited patiently until it was our turn to go in. Mom and Fiona wanted to go, but Isix told them that was impossible, they were human after all. They would never be allowed inside. After half an hour or so we finally reached the head of the line, the bouncer looked at Isix and just nodded but for me he produced a three by five card with a mathematical formulae on it. I glanced at the equation and the answer was there in my head.

"45," I said after a moment's hesitation.

"Welcome to HIPS," he said with a fanged smile.

"Thanks," I replied and moved passed him.

The inside of the club was luxurious, bright and decorated in the style of Ancient Egypt. The music was loud but not nearly as loud as I expected it to be. The interior was home to a dozen or more non-human species that were mingling, dancing and sitting at tables and booths around the edge of the dance floor. We went to the bar and I ordered a soda, while I was there I noticed that no money was exchanging hands. I got Isix's attention and she leaned close and told me that the club was a social club and supported by the elders of each non-human clan. The bartender handed me my soda and smile revealing her feeding fangs.

"You're new," she said.

"I just heard about this place," I said.

"Welcome to HIPS, if you need anything come to me and I'll take care of you. So what clan do you belong to?"

"The Great Old Ones," I said and she went pale. "What's wrong?"

"That's going to tip the power balance around here," she said in my ear. "Walk cautiously young Master."

"Thanks, I'll remember you and your warning," I said and she smile brilliantly.

Isix and I mingled and even dance before the man in the black suit arrived and told me that my presence was required in one of the private rooms. Isix came alert and told him that she was my bodyguard. He told her she could stand outside the door but only I could enter the room. I touched her shoulder and we followed the man to room twelve. I kissed her cheek and opened the door. The space behind was pitch black and I closed the door and let my eyes adjust to the lack of light. Directly in front of me was a second door, it was like a kind of airlock that kept any sort of light from entering the room. I opened the second door and stepped inside closing the door behind me. The room was furnished with leather high back chairs that formed a semicircle around the fireplace. 

'Come in Master Osborn,' the voice said in my head. 'Have a seat please.'

'Thanks,' I said and sat in the closest chair. Then I watched something detach itself from the shadows above the hearth. It was a kind of liquid movement that poured itself down the front of the fireplace onto the floor. Then it crept its way in my direction and stopped at my feet. 

'I am here to offer you the backing of the Formless,' it said. I say it because the mental voice possessed no specific gender that I could determine. 




Click Ch. 05



'Who are you,' I asked looking down at the thing at my feet.

'I am S'Son'tuondai,' it said. 'I am a kind of diplomat for my kind.'

'I am honored that someone like me would draw the attention of the Formless.'

'We have been awaiting your arrival since your conception,' it said. 'We are eager to see the Great Old Ones to rule once again. If you need anything you have but to ask.'

'As a matter of fact there is something,' I said. 'Tell me about the Gray Council.'

I listened with great interest the intricate rituals that revolved around non-human politics. I now understood why they wanted me dead; I was a tipping point in the power struggle between the Sidhe alliance and the Great Old Ones. Apparently the human looking Sidhe hated the 'lesser' races who couldn't pass for human. They were allied with the Akhkharu, another ancient race who others would know as Vampires. To think that vampires and the very people who had inspired the legends of elves could be allied was disgusting. I guess I had accepted my non-human nature and there were others who needed standing up for against this alliance. I guess it was up to me. I stood up to leave when the Formless on the floor called out to me.

'Wait,' it said. 'We haven't concluded our business.'

'I don't understand,' I said.

'I have been authorized to give you a token of our alliance.' It said then pulled itself back towards the fireplace. 'Come forth it is time.' A second Formless crept from around the corner of the fireplace well hidden from my line of sight. 'Take out your crystal Master Osborn.'

'How... never mind, here it is in my back pocket,' I said and pulled it out. The second Formless came on relentlessly and touched my foot and then it began climbing inexorably up my body all the way up to the crystal. It pressed its body against the cold regular sides of the hexagonal rod and merged with it. It was like watching a sponge soak up water. The more of the Formless the crystal sucked up the darker the crystal got. The last was drawn inside and it was like holding a piece of Black Kryptonite in my hand.

'It is done, now you may return to the outside world and they will all know you are not alone.'

'Thank you,' I said. The thing simply slid between the cracks in the floor and disappeared. The presence in my mind was gone and I knew I was alone. I turned and left. The club was especially bright after the perfect darkness of room twelve. As I squinted and blinked my eyes caught sight of something on the floor, a ghost line. Oh it was faint but it was there nonetheless. I followed the line without acknowledging Isix at all. It leads directly to room one, the double doors were more elegant and the fittings appeared to be polished brass or gold. 

"I am sorry young sir but you... I am sorry this room is currently occupied." A tall Sidhe said when I got too close.

"There is a ghost line that leads to this room," I said a little too loud.

"That is just a rumor young man," he said.

"No, I can see it," I said and this time the man's hand went to his mouth.

"What do you mean," he said from behind his hand. "You can see it."

"Silvery green, like a slice of viridian light," I said. All the color drained from his face as he looked around to see if anyone else had heard what I had said. Then he saw the black crystal in my hand, he stared at it lightless depths and made some sort of sign over his heart and then his head. Just then there was a commotion as who of all people should enter the club, Brenda and Arcana Blue. Brenda was wearing a splendid black spaghetti strap dress, while Arcana was wearing a tight red top and a short skirt. Arcana left Brenda's side and took her place at my side.

"Master," she said loud enough for all to hear. "The Osirins stand with you." Her hand reached up and touched the crystal. Then one by one seven other elders came forward and pledged their support to the Great Old Ones. The double doors opened behind me and a deep voice called out.

"What is the meaning of this, Jazrael it is good to see you."

"Father," Brenda said to the figure behind me. I turned to face him and was not surprised to see the dashing young man in the thousand dollar suit.

"Steven, what a pleasant sur... where did you get 'that'," he said his eyes locking on the black crystal.

"It was a gift from the Witness, and nine have pledged their loyalty to it."

"Is this true," he hissed. "Are you all so taken by this 'thing' that you would abandon the council so willingly?"

"We are tired of the heavy handed treatment of those poor souls who cannot pass for human," said the leader of the dragon tribe.

"The Great Old Ones ruled wisely until the Sidhe usurped them," said the elder of the winged folk.

"It is time we returned to the Old Ways," said a deep guttural voice. The crowd parted and the hulking form of the octopus headed figure strode into the club. "The Old Ways are better for all concerned don't you agree?"

"YES," the crowd said in one booming voice. 

"Then I hereby dissolve the Gray Council and reinstate the Council of Twelve, are there any naysayers?" The hulking figure asked but no one spoke. "Well then, as the humans say, get your shit and get out. My first order of business is to appoint my son as representative of my tribe, who will second me?"

"Aye," cried the draconian. So before I could speak or react I was suddenly a member of the Council of Twelve. Jazrael aka Brenda took her father's position on the council seeing as no one would vote for him, too much bad blood. The drinks flowed and I had a woman on either arm. Isix and Arcana both seemed pleased to be in the limelight after the political fiasco I had wrought. I didn't know the first thing about being a council member. 

"So who let you speak for the Osirins," I asked Isix.

"Before we left the island both Bennu and the High Priestess told me to support you in any way I saw fit."

"Bennu huh, so what tribe does she represent?" I asked.

"None, she is a living goddess among the Osirins."

"You are kidding right," I asked but Isix shook her head. Whoa, I almost had sex with a goddess! I knew she wasn't a real life goddess; it was just a title but still. I did envy the lucky bastard that nailed her. Then I thought about all the things she must have seen, done, and experienced. Now I really did envy him, whoever it was. 

While we sang and danced the Gray Council vacated room one. Curious as to what it would be like to stand on a Ghost Line nexus I entered the room and saw the swirling vortex of power at the room's center. Surprisingly there was still furniture left and it appeared old and of very high quality. Then without a word Arcana Blue walked past me and picked up one of the chairs. She carried it to the room's center and set it down, right on the nexus point. Then Isix took me by the hand and led me to the chair where I was pushed down onto the seat. Isix straddled my lap and took my hand in hers. She singled out my right index finger and took her long talented tongue and began to flicker the tip. Then she wrapped her lips around the end and began to suckle it. My cock was hard in seconds flat and eager to take the place of my finger. Arcana knelt down and unzipped my jeans and freed my rigid member. Isix looked down and smiled. Then she spat on the palm of her hand and wrapped it around me. Arcana did the same and the two of them began to jack my cock. I moaned as they teased me then Isix leaned down and kissed me to keep me quiet. The acoustics in this room were superb and the slightest sound echoed off the four walls. At some prearranged signal Isix lifted up and Arcana guided me between the Isix's soaked pussy lips.

"NNNNNNNN," I grunted into Isix's mouth as she began to ride me slowly. It was exquisite torture to be so near to a mob of people and not be able to make a sound. Now Isix was groaning into my mouth as her orgasm crept up on her. She was slamming her hips down onto me as she got closer and closer to cumming. There were squeals of pleasure escaping our lips as we made love. Then she was arching her back and climaxing hard around my cock. Isix ground her hips against me as she came and her squeals became whimpers of contentment. Without a thought she was up and Arcana was taking her place. Just like before Isix took me by the hand and guided me up into Arcana. But this time it wasn't her pussy I was sliding slowing into, it was her tight little ass.

"My gift to you Master, my virginity, well the only one I have to offer you," she whispered in my ear. "Oh god you are so damn big!"

"Tight... your ass is so fucking tight," I whimpered. "I can't last long in your ass."

"Just take the pleasure of it," she said. "This is all about you."

She sunk down until I was hilted inside of her. Arcana's eyes were bright and wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Then she was moving up and down on me. She was taking her time but gods it felt amazing. I kept whimpering and fighting my orgasm as best as I could. Suddenly Arcana began moving fast and hard with her hips. Thrusting down with all the strength and speed she could muster.

"If you do that..." I warned her but she would have none of it. She kept riding me like some sadistic bronco driving her ass down harder and faster. I was seconds away from coming and I had to clamp my hands over my mouth to silence my scream. When the moment hit I wailed into my hands and felt each and every pulse of hot cum hit her insides. As I was catching my breath I saw the double doors open just a bit and a figure slip inside closing the doors behind her. For it was most definitely a her that crept into the room. A gorgeous angelic figure with long silver hair and dark feathered wings, she was one of the winged tribe and stunning to look upon. She prowled on tippy toes towards the center of the room. Arcana and Isix saw her approach and stood up to greet her.

"I am Rumiko, I am a Tengu and member of the eastern tribe," she said in greeting. Her features were Japanese except for the bright gold eyes and the silvery hair, the rest was all petite and well-rounded in all the right places.

"Why are you here," Isix asked smiling wickedly.

"I heard you and came to investigate," Rumiko replied.

"So you wanted to join in is that it?" Arcana asked.

"If he will have me," she said as she spread her wings to their full eighteen foot span.

"Well, this night is all about him," Isix said.

"I am sure we can fit you in," Arcana said.

"Where do you want me Master Osborn, or should I ask, how do you want me?"

"Here," I said standing up and offering her the chair. "Assume a pleasing position, if you please."

"What no foreplay," she said smiling as she sat down in the chair.

"Oh, I never said that, girls if you would please." I said.

Isix straddled the Tengu and planted kisses on her breasts and nipples. Meanwhile Arcana knelt between the girl's legs and began to make love to her pussy with her lips, tongue and fingers. Rumiko was far from quiet and I prayed the noise of the club drowned out her cries of pleasure or we would have an entire room full of people in here. There was only one thing to do. I grabbed her by her silvery hair and turned her head to the side and fed her my cock inch by inch.

"MMMMM... MMMM... MMM..." she moaned as I fucked her face.

"That's a good little slut, suck it and I will fuck that tight little pussy of yours until you scream."

Apparently she wanted to get fucked and bad. She gobbled up my cock like a giant worm and worked her tongue around it with great enthusiasm. Isix was mauling her tits and biting her nipples while Arcana buried her face in Rumiko's cunt. The poor girl didn't last long; her orgasm almost caused her to gag on my dick. Her back arched and she ground her pussy against Arcana's face. Isix stood up and off of the whimpering girl while Arcana wiped her mouth and lips free of cum.

"She's ready for you," Arcana said.

"Kneel on the seat of the chair," I said to Rumiko. She did so slowly but moved with great purpose. When she was ready I eased into her from behind without any warning. I filled her up in one long slow thrust of my hips. Then I began to take my pleasure from her one movement of my hips at a time. Her pussy was tight, wet and squeezed me with each forward thrust. Rumiko was a very talented lover. Isix and Arcana fell into a puppy pile on the floor. I grabbed her by the hips and began thrusting faster now. The chair creaked as I made love to her. She spread her wings at one point and began the flap them as she got close to her impending orgasm. I had to dig my fingers into her ass cheeks to keep from being blown back. Then suddenly she cried out sending out such a shriek that the entire club must have heard us going at it. I glanced over my shoulder at the double doors but they remained closed despite the level of sound Rumiko just let out. Was the music and noise beyond the door that loud or were they just being polite and not interrupting? I didn't care. I just wanted my private time with such a wonderful lover as Rumiko. I started thrusting again and she was soon moaning my praises, telling me how long it had been since a lover had made her come so hard and so quickly. Then she was slamming her petite body against mine driving me headlong towards one hell of an orgasm. She was using her pussy to its fullest capacity, squeezing me with each thrust into her and making slow circles with her hips with an ease that was amazing to be on the receiving end of. 

"Are you going to rain on my wings," Rumiko asked.

"Anything you want," I said so entranced by her talented cunt.

"I am glad," she said as she took over and began thrusting, squeezing and moving with an eroticism that matched my own. "Tell me when you are ready Master Osborn so you may honor me with your rain."

She continued with barely a break, her body covered in a layer of sweat and by the looks of it she was gearing up for another powerful orgasm. 

"Oh god that feels amazing," I moaned in her ear. "I am so fucking close!"

"Spray my wings Steven!"

I yanked my cock free and let loose pulses of hot cum that hit her upper back and ebony wings. I had cried out and given her what she wanted so badly. My knees almost buckled from that singular release of sperm. Damn, that was fucking amazing! Rumiko folded her wings, stood up and pulled me into a fierce kiss. That took off the edge of this newfound stress in my life. I was too young for so much responsibility! But that could wait until another day or better yet another night. I had to tell my mother and sister what was going on. They had the right to know what had transpired here tonight. 

Rumiko took my hand and led me to an adjoining room; it was a private shower for the council members. Fantastic, I could wash the funk off and perhaps we could even have a second round. While she ran the water I stripped down and heard the soft pattering of other feet, Isix and Arcana arrived wearing only twin smiles. The four of us piled into the shower and began lathering each other up. This was going to be a long ass shower, not that I was complaining. Even as we washed off the old we were working on a new layer of love juices and taking turns in front of the shower head. I think we all came at least one more time. I know I came twice and the girls I lost track of their orgasms. 

I stepped out of the shower on weak knees but with a huge smile. There were clean clothes set out for all of us which meant that someone outside of the room knew what was going on. We dried off, got dressed and headed for the double doors. But the council chambers was not empty, no indeed, it was occupied by a singular powerful figure.

"Father," I said seeing his imposing form.

"You do me proud son, consecrating this hallowed space with not one but three females. I couldn't have done better if I tried."

"I am glad, but I must admit I am a bit overwhelmed by this all."

"Of course you are you were raised among humans. I have much to teach you about my side of your heritage. But that can wait, I am sure your family is worried about you. Go home, finish high school and then we can talk. I want you to return to some normalcy, you are very important to me and to this city."

"I don't know what to say," I said. "But thanks for your understanding at this point. I look forward to spending time with you and learning where I come from."

Normalcy:

I returned to school the following Monday. Everybody was happy to see me return; even the guys who typically bullied me were concerned over my health. I reassured everybody that I was over the little bump and wouldn't be missing any more school. Brenda returned to her jock boyfriend and I returned to notching as many of the girls off my list before school ended. I wanted to forget my little visit to HIPS and get back to being a high school student. Though to be honest none of my classes posed a real challenge to me. The wealth of knowledge poured into my head was available at a moment's notice. I found my boredom rising with each passing day and my teacher's picked up on it. They weren't stupid and even the classes I once had difficulties with were easy now. Teacher's notice the subtle changes or in my case not so subtle shift in class. I did my homework, took my tests and went through the motions but my heart was no longer in the day to day. I wanted a challenge and there was only one thing I knew of that could do that now, Iron Heart. I began doodling in class, drawing schematics for devices, tools and computers. But there were also archaic series of symbols in patterns and forms that would augment those same devices. I knew I was turning into Uncle Carl but there was nothing I could do to stop it. 

"Goddamn it all to hell," I cursed underneath my breath.

"Steven, are you alright," Melanie asked from behind me.

"No, not really," I hissed. I was beginning to feel like a caged animal. 

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yeah, but not in class some people might notice," I said.

"Naughty boy, I've never done things like that before."

"Good, I'll be your first then," I growled as my anger and lust merged.

"I've heard all about you, virgin slayer," she said with a wicked tone in her voice.

So we made plans to get together after school was over. The wait would make it all the sweeter, once I had her notched on my belt that left just seven more. I was running out of time and had to expedite this or I would lose my window of opportunity. I knew that many of the other students were going out of state for college. I felt doubly pressured now to fulfill my quota. This wasn't about love or even lust now it was about filling the void that Brenda had left behind. I was going to take my anger and hunger out on them. Was it wrong for me to do so? I think I was way beyond right and wrong at this point. What was boiling up in me was something primal and didn't care if Melanie was a virgin or a complete whore. The bell rang and woke me out of my reverie. I got up and turned to ask Melanie about hanging out for lunch but she was already gone, damn. I grabbed my books and headed for my next class. I was walking down the hall when I heard my name called. I looked around and saw that the janitor's closet was open.

"Steve, in here... hurry!" Melanie said beckoning me to the tiny room. I looked around and when no one was looking I slipped inside. She closed the door behind me and in the darkness I heard the rattling sound of Melanie unbuckling her belt, then there was the soft rush of her jeans hitting her ankles. "HURRY, we don't have much time." Then I was unzipping my jeans and freeing my cock. I had to feel around blindly but what I found was amazingly erotic. Melanie was facing away from me with her jeans and panties around her ankles. I blindly guided my cock to her pussy lips, which were soaked. I eased into her slowly remembering this was her first time. She let out a guttural growl as I filled her up. As I began to move I heard her fingers working on her blouse. It wasn't long before she was guiding my hands to her bare tits. There were bigger than I expected and topped with puffy inverted nipples. Damn, her pussy was so fucking tight! I was stretching her out with each and every thrust.




Click Ch. 05



"I'm not going to be able to last long," I whispered in her ear. "You pussy is so damn tight girl."

"UNNNNNNNNNNN, your cock is so BIG," she muttered weakly. "Don't cum inside of me; let me swallow your load. My mom would kill me if I ended up pregnant."

"I'll warn you," I promised.

I thrust harder now once she had adjusted. My balls were smacking her clit as I fucked her rotten. She didn't have the room to thrust back but I could tell she wanted to. She made me promise this wouldn't be a onetime thing, oh I promised. I was getting close as I mauled her tits and hammered her cunt.

"Come for me," I moaned in her ear. She nodded and I could hear her breath get ragged and with a muffled squeal she climaxed upon command. "That's my girl." I said praising her. "Now get on your knees so you can suck me off."

"MMMMMMMMMMMM okay," she growled. I eased out of her and she slowly and carefully turned around and squatted in front of me. I felt her hand on me and then she was guiding me into her eager mouth. Then Melanie's hand was stroking me as she licked and sucked. I bit back noises that would have gotten us discovered for sure. Then I found her head and began pumping in and out of her talented mouth. She may have been a virgin but she sure knew how to suck a dick. I made a fist of her dark straight hair and told her I was coming. Melanie never slowed down she kept sucking for all she was worth. Then with a strangled cry my cum hit the back of her throat. I could feel her swallow my load. She licked me clean before she tucked me in and zipped me up. I reached up and found the chain that turned the light on. Click, the light came on and there was the Latina still squatting down in front of me.

"Like the view," she asked and I nodded. "Help me get dressed." I offered her my hand and she stood up. While she pulled up her panties and jeans I hooked her bra up around her tits. Then we both buttoned up her blouse. "That was amazing! Want to do it again after school?"

"Do you need to ask?" I said.

"We better get going; we are both late for class."

The rest of the day passed so damn slow. I kept thinking about Melanie and that amazing body of hers. I was the proverbial walking hard on. All I could think about was her dusky skin, her sweet scent and the feel of her wrapped around me. 

"Earth to Steve," Fiona said from a faraway place, reality. 

"Sorry, my mind was occupied," I said.

"Who is she," Fiona asked with a wicked gleam in her eye and a smile on her luscious lips.

"Melanie," I said after a long pause.

"Ooh, she's smoking hot, for a half breed."

"Half breed, what do you mean?"

"Her mom's Latina and her dad's Hawaiian," Fiona said with a wink.

"That's why she was so damn tight," I said.

"Lucky boy, you popped her cherry didn't you," she asked and I nodded. I finished my lunch and took a stroll outside. I hoped the cool air might help take the edge off. I was wrong. My hunger for Melanie hadn't diminished one bit. The worst part is that I had two more classes until school was out.

Math class was right after lunch. I found my seat and waited for class to start. I watched as all my classmates walked in and took their spots all around me. The more people that came in the more I felt like I no longer belonged to this class, the more I felt alienated by what I had become. So to take my mind off of my dark thoughts I began to doodle and daydream. It had become surprisingly easy to drift away into my own little world, a world filled with numbers, symbols and long lost secrets.

"...Mr. Osborn... Steve...," the teacher said breaking the spell that held me. "Ah, there you are, care to take your turn at the blackboard."

"Yeah, sure," I replied getting to my feet and walking up to the front of the class. He had written out an equation that needed solving, so I took up the chalk and began writing, but instead of solving the equation on the board I was writing out the one that had been in my head. One minute later half of the board was covered with the complex formula and its staggering solution. There were giggles behind me but my teacher was staring at the numbers, letters and symbols in complete awe. I finally woke from my delirium and stared at what I had done. I picked up the eraser and started to wipe away the equation.

"Stop, wait," the teacher cried out. "Um, let's examine what you've written down there Mr. Osborn. Let the class understand the elegant solution you have so brilliantly displayed here."

"No, I am sorry I wasted your time Mr. Harrower," I said and wiped the board clean. The teacher narrowed his eyes and then smiled.

"See me after class Steve; we have some things to discus. The rest of you open your books to chapter nine and we will..." he said just as the bell rang. "Read part one of chapter nine and do problems one through ten for tonight's homework. Mr. Osborn if you will stay for a few minutes." I nodded as the class en mass picked up their books and left. Once the room was empty Mr. Harrower turned to face me. "Have you any idea what that formula represented?"

"Yeah, I do," I said hesitantly.

"Good, then you won't mind meeting a friend of mine and fellow member of the Order."

"Have I done something wrong?"

"No, just the opposite, you have stumbled upon something great and it deserves recognition."

"So, who is this friend of yours," I asked. Mr. Harrower began to tell me all about William Tanner, Grandmaster of the Order of the Silver Twilight. He was a very wealthy and influential person who was a student of Miyamoto Musashi, a samurai that lived during feudal period of Japan. He was also able to make me a member of the Order with only one person nominating me, namely Mr. Harrower. How interesting that would be for a young man who was sitting on the Council of Twelve who was also a member of the Silver Twilight. The possibilities were there to do some real good, for the non-humans that was. I guess I could brush up on my medieval literature and see what Miyamoto wrote that was so interesting to Mr. Tanner. I got my excuse note from Mr. Harrower and went to my final class of the day.

Two o'clock finally arrived and I headed for the parking lot. I got within line of sight of my motorcycle and saw it had company. Melanie was standing next to it running her hands over the seat. I walked up and she smiled brilliantly.

"Give a girl a lift," she said.

"Where to," I asked.

"Someplace secluded, we have unfinished business," she said licking her lips.

"Get on, I know just the spot."

We drove up to lookout point. Sure it was the same spot I had met up with Arcana but there would be no wandering in the big wild wood today. I gathered up some rocks and placed them in a circle. Then I collected some firewood and placed it inside the circle of rocks. I took my multi-tool from the bike's saddlebags and scratched a symbol onto the large piece of dead wood I had scavenged from the forest's edge. A moment later a fire burst forth and we had a nice warm spot to make love in.

"How did you do that," she asked as I pulled a blanket from the other saddlebag.

"Magic," I said as I spread out the blanket onto the cold autumn ground. It wasn't magic of course but a highly developed principal of molecular agitation. 

We knelt on the blanket and kissed. As the fire crackled and hissed our clothes seemed to melt away. Soon I had a perfect view of her amazing body. I lowered my mouth to her puffy inverted nipples and began licking and suckling them. Melanie straddled me and ground her pussy against my hardening cock. Her hips were rocking just above the shaft of my dick getting it nice and slick for the next step in our love play. We continued to kiss, fondle and caress each other until we could stand it no more. Melanie pushed me down onto my back and straddled my body. She took me in her hand and teased herself with the head of my cock. Then she eased it inside of her pussy and began to lower her body slowly. She arched her back and took my hands and placed them on her tits. Then Melanie made slow circles with her hips teasing us both before she began to ride me. Her pussy was soaked and so damn tight, I wasn't sure how long I could handle her. She was biting her lip to keep from crying out then without warning she lifted all the way up and savagely slammed her body down. This time she did scream as she came but she never let up she kept riding me all the way through her orgasm. She paused for a little while once she had recovered so I moved my hands from her tits to her ass. I bent my knees and brought my feet underneath me so I could take charge. I lifted her up and began hammering her pussy from below. Melanie's eyes grew huge and her mouth opened in an 'O' of surprise. Then the poor thing was whimpering and begging for me to cum.

"I need to feel you shoot inside of me," she said.

"But what about getting pregnant," I asked.

"You are right, fuck me and then shoot down my naughty little throat. I love to suck cock, just so you know."

I continued to hammer away at her soaked tightness. If her pussy was this tight her ass must be unbelievable. I felt the first stirrings of my climax building and so did she.

"Let me," she pleaded. "Let me suck you off lover." I nodded, let go and let her do the rest. She climbed off of me and positioned her head over my erection. Without using her hands she snared the head of my cock with her lips. Then I watched her move her head downward relentlessly until those full lips of hers were pressed against the base of my dick. She swirled her tongue around the shaft and then began moving her head up and down. It was like a sexual piston moving like a fucking machine. I was cursing in no time each time she lowered her head. My ass was coming off the blanket and she was pressing her lips as far down as she could. Melanie never went fast she just slowly and deliberately sucked me off. Finally I was passed the point of no return and was seconds away from coming. Only then did she grab my cock and began fisting it as her lips wrapped around the head. My scream echoed off the cliff and into the forest. Melanie swallowed every last drop of cum and pumped my dick for more. It wasn't until I was in a fetal position that she let up.

"AH, that was tasty," she said. "Are you okay, you look a little pale?"

"Sensory overload," I moaned weakly.

"Yeah, I have a habit of doing that. I'll let you catch your breath, there are some other positions I want to try."

So that's how the next two hours went. We checked off Melanie's bucket list of all the positions and sexual things she could think of. It was quite a list. By the time it was getting dark I was a puddle of goo lying on the blanket and she was covered in a layer of sweat. She licked me clean and we got dressed. I drove her home and got not only her cell number but the land line number for her house. I walked her to the door and made sure she got in safely. I headed home and wondered what mom was cooking for dinner, I was starved.

The Order, the Circle and Me:

Two days later I received a registered letter from Mr. Tanner. It was an official invitation to meet face to face. My mom thought it was from one of the universities that I had applied to. I told her I was going to meet someone after school and not for her to worry. She was so damn proud and I had to keep her in the dark about the real reason for the appointment. 

The address was way out in the boonies and took nearly half an hour to get there. The house, no mansion, was enormous and had to have been built in the eighteenth century. It felt weird riding up on my bike but if he wanted to meet me then the motorcycle was an integral part of my personality. A servant met me at the door and drove the Ducati to the rear of the mansion. I passed the heavy oaken portal and entered into a level of wealth few could possibly imagine. The marble floor was mirror bright and caught the firelight from the massive stone hearth located ahead and to the right. The furnishings were all antiques of dark wood and cunning artistry. 

William Tanner was standing by the fireplace and despite his age look fit enough to fight his way out any situation. He was lean, yet muscular, with wide shoulders and a power that fell off of him like a heat wave. He had salt and pepper hair that was cut short and framed his angular features. But it was his bright blue eyes that held you even as he smiled and offered me his hand in greeting.

"Steven Osborn, mathematical genius, or so I am led to believe," he said in a deep tenor.

"William Tanner, Grandmaster of the Order, I hope I don't disappoint," I replied.

"I doubt you will," he shot back. "Harrower told me a lot about you, especially this formula that could benefit the Order so very much. And who knows what other goodies are locked in that mind of yours."

"Only time will tell," I said. He turned to face me fully and take in my measure. I returned his stare unflinching.

"You my dear lad have balls of brass, I will give you that. Not many people can hold their ground with me as easily as you do and I admire that. So let's cut out the B.S. and get to the point. I want you to sell us your equation and in return I will make you a high standing member of the Order. What do you say?"

"How high," I asked and he just laughed. We settled on the title of full Master and shook on the deal. We also agreed on a cool twenty million dollars for the formula and full patent rights passing onto the Order and its members.

"As soon as I get you the money you can write out the formula, what do you say?"

"We have an accord," I said. He demanded that I stay for dinner and we talked for hours about the Order and our upcoming trip to Japan. "Japan?"

"Yes, the position of Hidden Master has been empty for decades, now someone has laid claim to it and it is our duty to greet him."

"I take it this is a Masters and above only invitation."

"You would be correct, so after dinner you will be sworn in and later on we will have a much larger public ceremony. But it would be in bad taste to do so before the Hidden Master takes his office."

"I understand," I said.

"Besides, this will give you a chance to meet some of the other members of the Order and mingle a little."

What he never said was who those members were and how highly placed they were. The limousines and luxury cars began arriving a little while later. I was introduced to two U.S. Senators, a Congressman and no less than three Governors. While they sipped wine or whiskey I had soda, I was underage after all. I was asked about my formula and its implications as a power source. I told them that Zero Point Energy could revolutionize the American and World market. They were all smiles and making toasts in my honor. We ate, drank and talked. I was thinking how twenty million dollars in legitimate earnings could change mom and Fiona's future. Sure I had much more at my fingertips but I couldn't just throw it around without drawing undo attention. Here was my chance to pay mom back for adopting me and loving me unconditionally.

Dinner broke up and the atmosphere became very serious. The Masters of the Order gathered around me and formed a circle with me in the center. William smiled and spoke first.

"I hereby, following the traditions set down in ages past, offer this young man as a member of our most sacred brotherhood. Will another second his nomination?"

"I do," one of the Senators said.

"Are there any naysayers for his admission," William asked and a long silence fell over the room. "Then by your silence we are agreed that this fine young man be entered into our ranks as no less than a Full Master." There were cheers and claps on the back from the onlookers. "Bring forth his ring." One of the Governors reached into his pocket and retrieved a ring box. He then opened it and offered the contents to the Grandmaster who took the ring and moved to stand before me. "Steven Osborn, do you accept our most sacred oath of loyalty, fidelity and secrecy from this moment forward?"

"I humbly accept," I said. Then he took the ring and slid it onto my left ring finger.

"You are now and forever more Master Osborn and member in good standing of the Order."

There were cheers and more toasts as I looked at the ring in better detail. It appeared to be gold set with a carat diamond where the eyeball would be in the middle of the triangle framed by three swords. It fit perfectly and I was told they got my ring size from the company that produced my class ring. Clever bastards all in all, but now I was part of the Order and privy to their secrets. I was curious as to whom this Hidden Master was and in that I was not alone. While the others speculated who might have found the ring of the Hidden Master, William Tanner seemed to be in the know on that subject. He wouldn't share just yet; he said that he had plans in the works whatever that meant. 

The party broke up around eight o'clock and I headed home so I could do my homework and ponder my trip to Japan the following weekend. I wondered what plans the Grandmaster had in store for his rival. My gut told me to keep a low profile, something was going to happen and I wasn't sure I wanted to be a part of it. I got home and told mom and Fiona only that the dinner had gone well and left it at that. They didn't need to worry about something that might not even come to pass. It didn't take me long to finish my homework and after that I decided to do some shopping on the Net. It was everywhere and everyone was talking about the new cutting edge computers that had just hit the market. There was the genius whiz kid that had, with the help of a few friends, revolutionized the computer industry. I wanted one immediately but they were ten grand a pop for a laptop. No wonder he was so fucking rich, charging that much for a computer. Then I looked at the stats on the thing and whistled, holy shit it was fast. I was pondering how it might help my calculations and design work. But then Arianna chimed in unexpectedly.

'Master Steven,' she said. 'I think you should avoid purchasing that machine.'

'Why is that,' I asked.

'You know the other programs I have been shadowing. Well, they belong to the young man who created those computers.'

'Well now, we wouldn't want to tip our hand. Besides it gives me something to work on.'

'I will begin work immediately,' she said. I looked at the name of this great inventor, Nick Shaw. I wonder if the Order would snap him up the same way they had me, they would be fools not to. Maybe if they didn't I would, that would only be good business. I would have to do some serious research into this Nick Shaw and see how he ticked. I spent the rest of the night doing the first part of my investigation. 

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up at my desk with my phone sitting out humming away still occupied at whatever task she was hard at work at. I got up and headed for the bathroom so I could take a shower before I went to school. The house was quiet as I made my way down the hall. That was strange mom was usually up before I was and there was no sound of the television or her moving around downstairs. I stripped down and started my shower; it didn't take long to find the perfect water temperature. I stepped in and let the water drive the last of the fatigue from my body. There was nothing like a good night sleep and a hot shower to follow it up! Half an hour later I was finished and drying off when I went downstairs in only my towel to see what mom was up to. The house was dark and silent as a tomb. Then I looked outside and saw that it was still dark out. I went to the kitchen and read the time on the microwave; it was only a little after three in the morning! But I felt like I had slept at least eight hours when in fact I had only had three hours of rest. What the hell was going on? Did I need less sleep now that my Old One heritage had reared its ugly head? I was more than a little disturbed by this little bump in my road. But there was no use getting upset I might as well use the next three hours constructively. I grabbed a bite to eat from the fridge and returned to my bedroom. I decided to continue my research on Nick Shaw as well as Miyamoto Musashi so that I was well versed in the things that were to come.




Click Ch. 06



All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! 

This takes place right after part five. 

*

I parked my bike out front of the hookah lounge. The sign said that the place was open so I shrugged and walked in. The interior was dimly lit and when I glanced out the window I could see that the glass was strangely thick for a simple business. A man dressed in casual clothes but sporting a turban came up to me and greeted me with a bow.

"Greetings young master, you must be Steven," he said his English only lightly accented.

"I am," I said as I looked around at the dozen or so tables lining the outer walls. Most of the tables were occupied by two or more men. The atmosphere was a thin cloud of tobacco smoke that moved and swirled as the overhead fans swirled the air. 

"Excellent, you are right on time," my host said. "Here let me show you to your table."

I discovered I had the center table right by an open area that was carpeted and formed in a kind of inner circle. I sat down and my host took my order for a drink. He also lit the hookah at my table and offered me the stem. I took a shallow puff and was surprised at the smooth smoke as it entered my lungs. I blew out the smoke slowly and looked around at the other patrons with their dark eyes and pale skin. Their ages varied from men in their early twenties to elderly men in their forties. They were all puffing away and staring at the circular area with a mutual expression of anticipation. The man returned with my drink and just then men came out with tall candelabras that held four candles each. When eight of the candle stands were placed around the circumference of the inner circle musicians stepped out and took their places on the floor. They were all men dressed in traditional costume from the Middle East. Once they were settled there was some unseen signal and they began to play. 

The curtain at the far end of the room wavered and then a female figure emerged. She was dressed in layers of silk and it took only a moment to realize she was a belly dancer. The music built up and she began to move with the beat. I felt my mouth go dry and my cock start to swell at the same moment. Her face was covered but her eyes blazed with hunger as she danced. I watched her hips and belly ripple and undulate driven by the music. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She used the entire circle for her dance steps. Once she had made a complete circuit she lost her first veil. The music stopped and the other patrons were banging on the table tops to show their appreciation. The girl caught her breath and then another melody was playing as she assumed her next starting position. The pounding stopped and all eyes were on the girl. Her body was nothing short of amazing as was her mastery of the dance. One veil followed the next until the sixth and final one fluttered to the floor. The audience went wild and I was pounding the top of my table with the best of them. It was an amazing experience seeing the sweat covered figure move and twirl enraptured by the power of the music. 

Then suddenly the dancer was gathering up her scarves and still I hadn't seen her face. She was leaving and I wanted to know who she was. I began to stand when the host set his hand on my shoulder. When I looked back he was shaking his head.

"It is forbidden to follow her, do not dishonor her by doing so," he said.

"I understand, but I wish to meet her," I said.

"As does every man in this room, but it is not allowed."

"Can I at least buy her a drink," I asked.

"Of course," he said with a smile.

Damn, that was an amazing display of skill and talent! I was still reeling from my experience when I got a text from Cassie.

'So what did you think?'

'Nothing short of amazing,' I sent back.

'I'm glad, ttyl,' she replied.

'Wait, I thought I'd be seeing you tonight,' I said.

'Nope, I have homework to do, see you at school tomorrow.'

Evil little thing, get me all hot and bothered and then leave me like this. I paid my bill and turned to leave when I was waved over to one of the larger tables. There were three men seated and there was room for six easily.

"Please Mister Osborn, have a seat and let us discuss business," the oldest man there said addressing me.

"You have the edge on me sir, you know me but I don't know you," I said sitting down.

"I am Sergei Dragosani," he said. "I am the clan leader for the Akhkharu here in Arkham." I looked at the diffused daylight and back at him. "Ultraviolet glass, it filters out all of those pesky rays. I understand you are the representative for the Great Old Ones."

"That is true," I said. "What can I do for you?"

"No, we cannot begin like this. What I mean is this, what can we do for you?"

"I am not sure I need anything at the moment," I said.

"I see, well I am your honored servant. If something were to come up and you needed my aid please feel free to contact me." He said this while passing me a business card.

"I can't make any promises," I said as stood up, picked up the card and bowed as I left.

That seemed to satisfy him and his companions well enough. I opened the front door and wondered what they were up to as I exited the hookah bar. I didn't trust them as far as I could throw them. They had allied themselves with the Sidhe and that alone made them untrustworthy. God, I hated politics! I drove home feeling dirty from only sitting at the table with the blood suckers. I don't know if it was their preternatural stillness or the fact that I felt like I was on the menu when I sat next to them. I hated feeling vulnerable and I think that deep seated fear is what really upset me. If I was at risk where did that put my family? I would have to approach my father at some point but until then I needed to figure out things for myself.

I got home and decided a nice long bath was in order. If only to get rid of that filthy feeling I was experiencing. I started the water and stripped down. As I slipped beneath the hot water I was reminded of my little tryst in the onsen while I was in Japan. I laid back and closed my eyes. I could feel the sweat bead up on my face as I drifted away. Suddenly I felt something tickling my balls. I opened my eyes and there was Fiona sitting opposite of me in the tub. I must have really fell out for her to slip into the tub and not wake me up.

"You are being selfish running a bath and not inviting me," she said.

"Forgive me," I said closing my eyes again.

"Of course I do," she purred. "Are you alright?"

"Not really," I said. "I ran into some nasty sorts at a hookah bar. The experience left me shaking."

"Perhaps I can take your mind off of it," she said as her toes began to massage my cock.

"Mmm that feels nice, I bet your tits would feel even better," I said.

"I bet they would, but give my toes a chance," she said giggling.

"Do what you want, I am at your mercy," I said.

Her feet were rather talented; she was able to actually grip the shaft with her big toe and the one next to it. Then she was stroking me slowly. I never had a foot job before and I liked it. When I was hard enough sis shifted her position and trapped my cock between her tits.

"You win; I just want to make you feel good. Will you be a good boy and cum all over my tits?"

"Uh huh," I said. Then I was moaning in time with her movements. 

"I am glad you like my tits around your cock," she moaned. "I bet you'd like my tongue working on you too. How is this?" She said as she licked the tip when it poked out from between her cleavage. I let out a low deep moan and sis just growled. Fiona was pushing her tits together putting more pressure on my dick each time she moved her torso. I was grunting now as she worked on me. Yeah, I was in heaven. She worked my cock like a fucking pro! Before I knew it I was on the edge of a strong orgasm. I warned her and sis just wrapped her lips around the tip and was fisting my dick now. I dug my fingers into her soaked mane of hair as I shot off. Fiona swallowed every last drop of cum and I opened my eyes to see her smiling face.

"Thank you Master," she said. "Will you pound my tight little pussy please?"

"Stand up and face the wall," I said as I got to my feet. I pulled the plug and started the shower. By the time I had the perfect water temperature sis was facing away from me and grabbing her ass cheeks.

"Give it to me, pound me good," she moaned. I moved to stand behind her and eased into her soaked cunt nice and slow. Then I pulled back and slammed my cock into her.

"Like that," I asked and she nodded. I fucked her slow but with harsh thrusts of my hips.

"Oh yeah, just like that," she whimpered. Then she was easing two fingers into her asshole while I fucked her tight little slit.

"What are you doing," I asked as I pummeled her insides.

"Playing with my ass," she said softly.

"It's very distracting," I said as I fucked her a little faster now.

"MMMMMM good," she said lowering her head and pushing her hips back now. I was fucking her hard and fast now and she her pussy was squeezing me tighter and tighter. Then her head came up and she was hollering, bucking and climaxing like crazy. "God I needed that... what do you want me to do next?" I pulled her fingers out of her ass and then eased my cock from her pussy. "Ooh, are you going to do what I think you are?" In answer I pressed the tip of my cock to her loosened asshole. Then I pushed slowly but relentlessly until her ass had gobbled up my entire dick. "Holy shit you are all the way in! Fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in my ass!"

How could I refuse such a request? I pulled about half way out before slamming my cock home. Fiona's knees almost buckled but I held her by the hips and began to move slowly but steadily. 

"God damn your ass is tight," I growled.

"Fuck me, I want to feel you shoot your load in me," she begged.

My fingers dug into ass cheeks as I took my pleasure from her. Take that and that, I growled under my breath. I watched my cock stretch her out each and every time I plowed into her. I wasn't going to last long in her ass but I would push off my orgasm as long as I could. Fiona had her fingers buried in her pussy and was fingering herself like nobody's business. When my cock began to grow inside of her she let out a deep guttural cry.

"So fucking close," she said between pants.

"Me too," I said as I hammered her harder and harder. Seconds later my cock erupted inside of her and that was the push she needed to climax. I loved it when my partner and I came at the same time. I ground my dick inside of her ass as she stood there and took it. I slowly and reluctantly pulled out of her. I had her stand up, turn around and come into my arms. I held her as I enjoyed the feeling of her naked flesh against mine. "I'm scared."

"I know, you have a lot on your plate," she whispered in my ear. "But you are not alone; you have a lot of people who love you."

"Thanks," I said as I hugged her tighter. 

I guess I didn't want to admit it to myself but I was scared shitless. I was so over my head and not sure what the hell I was doing half the time. My life had left the straight and narrow a long time ago. Now it was the road less traveled on steroids. But Fiona was right; I had plenty of people who were on my side and wanting to help. I had to sit down and think things through. That meant contacting Amaret and chatting her up about the non-human culture. Maybe I needed to sit down with others as well. So I decided to fire off some messages and set up a time to meet with those individuals who would work best for this process. All I needed was the perfect setting for this meeting.

Return to Orcus Tower:

I called up the hotel and booked one of their conference rooms. Maybe I was going overboard but I needed someplace where we could meet, be comfortable and yet have some sense of privacy. I would have used HIPS but not all of those coming were non-human. The hard part would be getting Uncle Carl out of her refuge and coming into the city. So I sent her a text and asked if it was okay if I visited. I thought she would refuse to leave her home so I would pick her brain during my visit.

It was after seven o'clock when I arrived at Carlotta's property. Like my first visit there was a very expensive car parked on the edge of her property. I parked the bike and made my way down the darkened lane that led to Carlotta's home. There was still snow in spots beneath the evergreen trees. However this time Carlotta met me outside and guided me behind her glass pyramid. There was a heated pool awaiting us and I would have been crazy not to take advantage of it. It reminded me of my visit to Japan and then I made the connection.

"You've been talking to Arianna," I said and my birth mother nodded.

"I thought it would make your visits more pleasant," she said as she shed her robe. She was naked underneath and slipped beneath the water with a fluid sensuality that got my blood flowing. She broke the surface and smiled up at me. "Come on in, the water is great."

I stripped down and joined her. The water temperature was perfect! Carlotta sat in a little niche and looked over at me with an appraising glance. It was still difficult to place her and mom at the same age. She looked so damn young!

"I know you have a motive for your visit," she said at last.

"I figured you wouldn't leave here to share what you know with me and the others."

"What do you want to know Steve," she asked.

"Non-human races and politics," I said and she nodded. She immediately launched into the major players and their means and motives. Apparently some of her design work had been for various factions in the non-human community. She said most of her work had been with the big players like the Sidhe and the Akhkharu. Then she filled in the blanks with the lesser connected races and how poorly they had been treated since the rise of the Gray Council.

"The Gray Council is no more," I said and then followed up with the return of the Great Old Ones to power. She shivered visibly and I knew she was thinking about my biological father. "I'm sorry; I hate to make you relive bad memories. I mean dad is not easy on the eyes."

"Dad," she said her voice slipping into a whisper. "So you have figured things out. You know what my place in all of this."

"I understand why you did what you did. I don't blame you. But I love you no matter what, you need to know that." Carlotta's eyes filled with tears and streamed down her cheeks. 

"I love you too," she said. "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

"Yeah, tell me about Arianna," I said. "I have learned she is something of a hive mind."

"Yes," she said wiping the tears away. "It took months to program her. I worked nonstop until she achieved awareness. She has been an incredible help in my work here."

"Did you know she has imbedded herself all over the planet," I asked and Carlotta nodded.

"Yeah, she kept me in the loop when it came to contracts and competitors."

"Do you trust her," I asked and this took Carlotta by surprise.

"Of course I do, she is based off of my own brain patterns. Her sole purpose is to help. Has she done something to lose your trust?"

"No, she is everywhere and it concerned me is all," I said.

"I can make another personality for you if you want, or I can give you the files and you can do it yourself."

"Yeah, for all of her help, she is stretched thin and I would prefer a system that served me alone. I know she is loyal but she serves too many masters."

"I understand and I am sure she will understand as well."

"What's it like," I asked suddenly. Carlotta's face lit up and she smiled.

"You mean being in my twenties for twenty years," she asked and I nodded. "I have no complaints if that's what you are wondering. It is nice being in the prime of life for a long time. But there is no guarantee of how long it will last. I plan on enjoying it for as long as it lasts."

"I don't blame you, well I guess I will get going since you have company," I said.

"Oh, you mean Milena, she wanted to meet you if that is okay with you," Carlotta said with a wicked smile. The she let out a loud high pitched whistle. The petite Ukrainian girl appeared on cue and like Carlotta dropped her robe and entered the heated pool. She stood barely five feet tall with long brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her build was very petite but that barely contained the lustful energy coursing through her. 

"I've heard all about you," Milena said in her heavily accented tongue. "Your aunt speaks very highly of you and she was right on every point."

"Thank you, you are very beautiful," I said as she slid her arms around my neck and pulled me down to a kiss. Wow, all that pent up sexual energy transferred to me in seconds flat! I was rock hard in seconds flat. I wasn't expecting this at all. My thoughts had been on getting information not getting laid. Milena was pressing her body against mine as our kiss deepened. Her hard nipples rubbed against my chest as her pussy ground against my cock. There was little foreplay involved as she hopped up offering up her soaked slit to my hard flesh. I held her just above my dick and she was whimpering in my ear.

"Give it to me," she begged. "Drop me down and fill me up please."

"I was just waiting for you to ask nicely," I said as I lowered her slowly. She reached down and took my cock in hand and guided me to her opening.

"Fuck me mister," she said her voice dropping to a deep whisper. "I want to feel that huge cock inside of me while your aunt watches us fuck. UNNNNNN... the head is inside of me!"

Her snug sex slid over mine like a tight little glove. I moaned in her ear as I began to lift and drop her petite frame. When I looked over Carlotta was sitting on the edge of the pool with her fingers in her pussy. What an expression she had on her face! Milena was grunting in time with the movements of my cock. She urged me on as I drove my cock as deep as it would go over and over again. I grabbed Milena's ass cheeks and lifted her up by those as I fucked her. Her snug little pussy gripped me like a fucking vice the longer we made love. When I couldn't take it any longer I walked Milena to the edge of the pool and set her down. Then I began thrusting into her faster and harder now. That sent the pretty young thing over the edge. Her back arched as she climaxed on my cock and her scream echoed in my ears. I kept thrusting into her tight depths even as she begged me to stop.

"Oh no, I haven't cum yet," I said into her ear. "Take it like the dirty little whore you are."

"Okay mister, fuck me harder, shoot into my tight little pussy," Milena moaned.

I hammered her harder just like she asked. I felt her nails rake my back as a second orgasm built up inside of her. All the while Carlotta fingered herself with complete abandon. I pummeled Milena's insides at the edge of the heated pool. Milena's face was a mask of erotic pleasure. I looked over at Carlotta and felt bad for her so I lifted the tiny Milena up and carried her over towards the other woman. Then I lowered her on top of my birth mother. I pulled out of Milena and slid into Carlotta in one smooth motion.

"UNNNNN, so hard," Carlotta groaned as I began to thrust inside of her. I alternated between the two women fucking one for a minute or so and then switched to the other eager pussy. When Milena had come for the second time she rolled off and away leaving Carlotta and me alone. Then I focused my full attention on the tight wet pussy below me. The more noises she made the harder I hammered her pussy. Soon Carlotta's voice was ragged and failing as her first orgasm struck her. I was only seconds behind shooting my load deep inside her hot little tightness. We lay there on the edge of the pool gasping and panting.




Click Ch. 06



"I'm scared," I said softly in her ear.

"What can I do to help," she whispered back.

"I am worried about mom and Fiona," I said. "I know you can take care of yourself but they are vulnerable."

"Talk to your father and make your fears known to him. He may be a lot of things but family is very important. What you see as a problem, well so will he."

"Thanks," I said as I eased my cock out of her. "So where did you meet Milena?"

"Gianna introduced us," she said with a smile. "She makes sure I don't get lonely. She is always sending friends of hers to visit and keep me company. Apparently next week somebody named Nautica is going to visit me for a few days. You should come by and say hi."

"I just might have to do that," I said as we hugged each other.

I left Carlotta's home with another piece of the puzzle. I had learned the basic art of inhuman politics from the Formless and now I had a basic understanding of the old power structure. The thing was how things would change with my dad running things again and what my part would be. I would have to speak with him at some point and learn what plans he had for the various clans. I had to balance that with my duties as a member of the Order and what passed for a normal life. I wanted to go to college, get my degree and find a job working on cutting edge technology. Beyond that I had no idea and I would have to figure things out as I went along. 

I got home and found mom and Fiona waiting for me. I could tell they were excited about something.

"Okay, what's going on," I asked.

"This," mom said holding up five envelopes. "All of them are from colleges you applied to."

"Open them," sis said bouncing in place.

"What about you," I asked Fiona.

"I got mine today too, so I thought we could open them up together."

"Great, let's sit down and see what fate has in store for us," I said.

Mom handed me the envelopes and Fiona picked up hers that were lying on the living room table. Then one by one we opened the letters and read the colleges responses. She had been accepted into each and every institution she had applied for. I on the other hand had been accepted into only three of the five I had applied for but they were the ones I really wanted to get into. Now I had a decision to make and so did Fiona. Where did I really want to go to college?

"So," Fiona said her eyebrows raised. "Where are we going to go?"

"We," I asked and she held up two letters from colleges he had in common.

"I thought we could go to the same college," Fiona said smiling.

"Are you sure about that," I asked and she just smiled. "Well then it's settled and I picked up the letter with Miskatonic's letterhead stamped on the top of the acceptance letter.

We spent the rest of the night talking about college life, fraternities, and sororities and keeping up good grades. The fear left me for a time but once I went up for bed, that chill of uncertainty slithered back like some unwelcome guest. I lay beneath my covers and stared up at the ceiling. For all the knowledge and wisdom that had been poured into my mind I lacked the life experience to take full advantage of it. I closed my eyes and drifted off into a troubled sleep.

Cassie was waiting for me when I got to school the next day. She was all smiles and eager to ask me about the Great Hookah Lounge. I told her how excited I had gotten and how disappointed I was not to have seen the dancer's face. 

"Well, I am glad you had a good time," Cassie said as she handed me a note. "Be there at the appointed time or you will really miss out on something."

"Will you be there this time," I asked and she just smiled.

"What makes you think I wasn't there watching every reaction to the dancing?"

"So you like to watch huh," I said and she actually blushed. "I'll take that as a yes."

Just then the first bell rang and we separated. I wondered what she had planned this time. I checked the address and found out it was a restaurant. So maybe it was just a simple dinner for the two of us. Somehow I doubted anything she planned would fall under the category of simple. What was the little minx up to? 

My first class of the day was math. As I stepped into the room I notice two things out of place. The first was that our school principal was standing at the head of the class and the second was the strange older man sitting at Mr. Harrower's desk. Something was wrong but I wouldn't find out until class started. The bell rang and we all sat down. The principal moved to stand near the front row, his demeanor was one of severity and his body language screamed tension.

"Ladies and gentlemen I have a very disturbing announcement to make. Our dear friend Mr. Harrower was killed in a car accident last night. I was contacted by the police and in turn contacted my dear friend Mr. San Martin. He has agreed to fill in as your math teacher until the end of the year." As the principal continued with his introduction of the man's credentials and the offering of grief counselors for us I discretely pulled my phone from my back pocket and ran a search on accidental deaths. I set the parameters to include prominent men in either politics or business. I feared the Order was cleaning house after the Grandmaster's fiasco. I wondered if I was on that list. "So I would like you to do your best and welcome Mr. San Martin." The man had to be in his mid-fifties with salt and pepper hair and not unpleasant features with a hint of nobility around the eyes. He carried himself very rigid and seemed quite at ease addressing a class full of upset students.

"First of all I would like to say I am sorry for your loss," he said grimly. "I am not here to replace Mr. Harrower but instead try to look at me as finishing your final lessons this year. Are there any questions? No, well then let us begin."

Arianna was quite efficient and I discovered there were a total of twenty eight deaths worldwide that fit my search criteria. Mr. Harrower had been the last and the least important while the others had been killed in order of importance. I assumed the most dangerous were removed quickly and professionally. The accidents had ranged from crashed aircraft to train derailments. I wondered if they knew that death was stalking them at the end. The Order desired to keep any type of internal conflicts to a minimum. They weren't going to take the chance of a civil war. The Hidden Master's position was consolidated and now the Order would behave like a well-oiled machine. I just hoped I wouldn't follow the others to an early grave. The class went on quite well considering the situation. I did my best to pay attention but I couldn't help but be distracted. The bell for the next class rang and we all began to file out. I was on autopilot when I heard my name called.

"Mr. Osborn, Steve is it," Mr. San Martin said.

"Yes," I said turning to face the older man.

"Relax, I couldn't help but notice your thoughts were not on the subject at hand. What with the tragic death of Mr. Harrower so new and raw I understand. But I wouldn't worry about things like that getting too close to home."

"I understand and thanks," I said feeling the tension fade away. "I am sure tomorrow my head will be in the game."

"That's good to hear, you better hurry or you will be late for your next class."

The rest of the day was uneventful except for all the chatter about Mr. Harrower. He had been nice enough and all but he had sided with the wrong man within the Order. I'm just glad they weren't targeting everyone associated with the Grandmaster. I guess I was lucky enough to have entered so recently into the fray and they must have recognized it. I had not yet been brought into the Grandmaster's deepest confidence and for that I was eternally grateful. I had literally dodged a bullet. That was one less thing on my plate at least.

The rest of the day I kept running into people talking about the death of Mr. Harrower. They were worried about my wellbeing since they thought I was close to him. Even Brenda came up to me and asked how I was doing; she seemed honestly concerned which worried me to no end. I guess my paranoia was kicking in. I thanked her for her concern and left it at that. After my last class I slung my back pack over my shoulders and headed out to my Ducati. The ride home was uneventful and I arrived to find mom's car on the street. I wonder what was going on. I let myself into the house and heard noises coming from the second floor. There were sudden shouts that were not coming from my mother. I slipped upstairs as quietly as I could and found the door to mom's bedroom cracked open. There was a young man, who I guessed was in his twenties, sitting on the edge of the bed while my mom sucked him off. His eyes were closed and his hands were buried in mom's hair.

"Oh god lady that feels amazing," he moaned. "But I need to get back to work. Oh shit, maybe I don't have to go right away." Then mom rose up, turned around and lowered her pussy onto his dick. "UNNNN so fucking tight..."

"Shut up and take it like a man," mom moaned over her shoulder. Then she was working his cock with a hunger that was inspiring. She was riding him hard and fast driving her pussy down onto his erection with no sign of slowing or mercy.

"Oh shit lady I'm gonna cum," he warned her.

"What already," she snarled. I cracked the door open a bit and locked eyes with mom. "Oh thank god!"

"Huh, I don't get it," he said as she fucked him remorselessly. I knew it was sis's night but there were always reasons to break the routine, especially when mom brought home a loser like this guy. I took out my phone and texted mom.

'If you want me, I'll be in the shower,' I said in the text.

I closed the door silently and headed for the bathroom. I ran my shower and was just rinsing off my body wash when mom arrived. She was naked and had the expression of a hungry tigress on her lovely features. I let her move in front of me. I pulled her close, cupped her tits and felt her body react to me instantly.

"Just fuck me, for the love of god make me cum," she begged.

"Bend over slut," I said. She complied instantly and I took my cock and lined it up. "Say it."

"I will never settle for a young cock ever again. I deserve better." I slammed my cock into her and listened to her curse a blue streak as I fucked her.

"My mother deserves a very talented lover," I said as I pounded her pussy from behind.

"Yes Master," she moaned. "Oh god I missed your dick. Fuck me lover..."

"Shh, now be a good little girl and come for me." I said. I hammered her harder and faster now. "Don't brag to Fiona or I will never make another exception for you again, understand."

"I promise," mom whimpered. "So good, I am so close baby."

"Shut up and come," I said biting her ear. I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks and hammered her in quick thrusts of my hips. The next sound out of my mother was a strangled cry that coincided with the spasms and jerking of her body. "That's my girl. Now up against the back of the shower, it's my turn to come."

Mom complied again and moved to the back of the shower awaiting my cock for the second time. She braced herself and wiggled her ass in invitation. I stepped up behind her and slipped just the tip inside of her. Then I stepped forward and rammed my hips into her hard enough for her feet to leave the floor of the shower. Impaled mom cried out and praised me with a slur of profane words. Then we were thrusting against each other as I worked towards my own orgasm. Mom's voice echoed off the walls of the shower as I pummeled her insides without mercy. As my cock swelled up inside of her mom was on the verge of her second climax. I kept up the pace and mom's rhythm was in perfect sync with mine. As I got closer to coming I mauled mom's tits and growled my own profanities in her ear. 

"Give it to me," mom begged. "I can feel how close you are. Shoot your load into me!" I did and mere seconds later I reached my pinnacle and ground my cock into her as I came. "YESSSSSSSSSSS!"

We were both panting and covered in sweat. After a full day of pondering what Cassie had planned now I had taken some of the edge off. But I was still ready for a second go around. I pulled out of mom and started washing my hair. 

"Are you finished," mom asked as she worked the shampoo into my hair.

"Of course not, but I have dinner plans with Cassie," I said as mom's fingers worked their magic.

"You are so thoughtful," she said. "She is one lucky girl."

"I am glad you understand," I said.

"I told you at the beginning, I don't mind sharing you with anyone," she said. "Rinse." I moved my head underneath the flowing water. "Make her scream for me."

"Yes mom," I said and we both laughed.

I finished what little homework I had left. Then at five thirty I was heading out the door towards the location on Cassie's note. The drive was nice and once more my thoughts were on what she had planned. I pulled up to the coordinates and discovered the five star restaurant, Hadrian's. I was so underdressed! I parked the Ducati and headed for the front door. One of the maître d intercepted me outside. 

"Mr. Osborn, you are right on time. Please follow me we have a change of clothes waiting for you all according to plan."

"It appears that this has been as well thought out as the first encounter," I said.

"One of three," he said. "You are a lucky man."

I was lead in through a side door and into a changing room. Hanging on the wall was an expensive dark gray suit with matching tie. I slipped into the suit and it fit like a glove. Once I was dressed I was directed to the centermost table in the place. I sat down and the waiter brought over a tall glass of soda.

"Your meal will be out slowly, everything has been planned for you, so as the young lady told me relax and enjoy the show."

Just then my phone went off and I received the first of many text messages.

'I have you in my sights. Be a good boy and keep your composure.' What the hell did that mean? I found out exactly five seconds later when the hands unzipped me and fished out my semi hard cock. Are you shitting me? Then two hands were stroking me slowly and diligently. 

'How does it feel lover?'

'Amazing,' I texted back. 'You are evil.'

'I know.'

It was shortly after that, that I felt the tip of 'her' tongue on the head of my cock. She was swirling the tip of her tongue slowly and deliberately. I wanted to feel her lips around me but that was going to be a while down the road. My steak showed up just as she was kissing her way from the base of my cock to the tip. 

"Would you like a refill of your soda? You look a little flushed."

"Yes please," I said trying not to moan. Then her tongue was gliding along the vein that ran along the underside of my dick. 

'You look like you are having a good time,' she texted.

'I am,' I sent back.

'She swallows by the way, just so you know,' said the next text.

'Glad to know,' I sent to Cassie.

Finally her lips wrapped around the head of my dick. I cut the steak up as her tongue swirled around me. Oh damn but it was getting harder and harder to keep my voice to myself. Three sodas later I felt the first stirrings of my climax. Then she did something that utterly shocked me, she stopped. 

'Surprise,' Cassie said in her next text.

'EVIL,' I sent back.

Then after two long minutes she started up again. Without using her hands she snared the head of my cock with her lips and began sucking. My fingers dug into the palm of my hand. I carefully chewed each piece of the mouthwatering steak. I looked around frequently and caught some of the other patrons watching intently. Oh my god they knew what was going on! What the hell! The waiter must have recognized my distress and came over.

"Is everything alright Sir," he asked.

"They are watching," I whispered as the lips moved downward engulfing me.

"Of course they are, they are Isani," he said softly as he refilled my glass.

"Who are the Isani," I asked as the girl began to deep-throat me.

"They are kinsmen to the Sidhe," the young man said. "They feed off of sexual energy."

"Oh my god," I said as the head of my cock popped into her throat.

"Would you like a dessert after the steak," the waiter asked.

"Yeah, I think I will need it."

'Does her technique please you Steven,' Cassie asked.

'Yeah, she is amazing,' I said. '...Whoever she is.'

'That is a secret,' Cassie said.

Then as my cock swelled in my lover's throat she suddenly pulled out. Another agonizing two minutes until her fist and lips returned. Was she trying to kill me? This was nothing short of erotic torture.

'Do you want to cum Steve,' Cassie asked.

'Yes goddamnit,' I snarled into the phone.

'Are you imagining her pussy wrapped around you yet,' she asked.

'I want to fuck so bad I can taste it,' I said.

'You never said who you want to violate,' Cassie sent.

'Do I have to be specific,' I asked.

'No, how does her tongue feel.'

Right on cue the mystery girl's tongue swirled around the head of my cock just as she began jacking me hard and fast. I lowered my head and bit my lip to keep from screaming. Then her lips were latched around the head and my orgasm was finally coming. She fisted my cock with absolute perfect timing. I looked around and many were licking their lips as my orgasm was seconds away. Oh shit I had to keep quiet somehow. My teeth pierced my flesh as torrents of pulsing cum hit the back of her throat.

'Damn that was intense,' Cassie sent even as I came. My blood trickled down my chin and onto the tabletop. I was panting as quietly as I could manage. The hidden girl licked me clean and tucked me back in. She zipped me up and that's the exact moment the lights went crazy. The room went dark for a few seconds and then strobed back to life. I saw her emerge from underneath the table but never got a good look at her. The flickering lights did their work and concealed her identity. Then the envelopes began to arrive. I learned they were from the patrons and it was their payment for the fine 'meal' I had provided them. Twenty envelopes in all and each contained two thousand dollars. Sure a part of me felt used but the other ninety nine percent felt like Cassie had gone over the top with this entire scenario. 

The chocolate pie arrived right on time and I ate it nice and slow. My heart was still pounding when I left the restaurant. I had changed back into my street clothes and I guess I shouldn't have been surprised to see Cassie sitting on the seat of my motorcycle. She looked amazing in her short skirt and denim jacket. 

"I hope you have something left for me," she said.

"I have more than enough saved up," I said.

"Good, so how was your treat," she asked.

"I am still weak in the knees. But a short motorcycle ride will cure that."

"Good, I will tell you where to go to," she said smiling demurely.

I slipped in front of her and started the bike. Her hands settled around my waist as she clung to me. True to her word she told me how far to go and each and every turn. I was lost within five minutes. Ten minutes after that we were pulling up to a stone boneyard. The smallest slab must have weighed in the hundreds of tons.

"Where the hell are we," I asked.

"This is Er'tll G'har, the earth soul. It is a place the Isani hold dear. I wanted my first time to be special, I hope you don't mind."

"I am honored that you would find me worthy of being your first," I said and she smiled.

"More than worthy, we have been friends for so long. I couldn't imagine it being anyone but you."

We dismounted the bike and she took me by the hand. She led me deeper into the stony graveyard. After a few hundred steps she led me to singular tree amidst the cyclopean stones. Cassie placed her back to the trunk of the tree and pulled me close. The kiss was amazing and her passion was quite evident. Our tongues were dueling as we undressed each other. The feel of the cold air against my skin only heightened my desire for her. I tugged up her top and lowered my lips to her nipples. She pulled my head closer as I feasted upon her sensitive flesh. 




Click Ch. 06



"UNNNNN bite them, they are sensitive as all hell, yes that's it."

I caught her nipple between my teeth and bit down slowly. What followed was a body shaking orgasm on her side. 

"You came," I said amazed.

"Yeah, I do that... a lot," she moaned. "I'm kind of an orgasm factory."

"Good to know," I said as I dropped down to my knees. I placed one of her bare feet on my shoulder so I could access her pussy easier. "Here I go."

"Oh Steve be gentle, my clit is even more sensitive than my nipples. Yeah that's it, lick it nice and slow."

I buried my face between her legs and made love to her with my lips, tongue and fingers. I worked as slowly as the girl had on me in the restaurant. Cassie didn't have the detriment of a crowd watching her so she could be as vocal as she wanted and she was. Her body bucked against my mouth as she came for the second time. But I wasn't ready to fuck her just yet; I mean she had teased me twice already. I eased my fingers into her and Cassie's voice hit a higher octave. Her claws dug into my hair and pulled me deeper still. 

"Feels so damn good," she moaned weakly. "I can't wait to feel you inside of me." I didn't reply I just slowly fingered her pussy while I lapped at her clit. Her third orgasm almost cost me an eye. Her fingers groped around blindly and violently. I sat back and looked up at her. She was still shaking but her hunger was at a fevered pitch now. She mouthed one word, 'please'. I smiled and rose to my feet. Then I turned her around to face away from me. I pulled her towards me until we were aligned properly. The head of my cock lined up perfectly and I pushed slowly. I never said a word as I entered her virginal slit. She was so damn tight! I gritted my teeth and listened intently as she groaned and whimpered for me. Then I began to move slowly. She actually snarled as we fucked. 

"Fuck me lover, I have wanted to say that forever," Cassie moaned.

"Tell me what you are feeling," I said as I fucked her faster now.

"You are filling me up," she gasped. "...and stretching out my tight little pussy to the maximum."

"Is it too much," I asked as I hammered her a little harder.

"No, not at all," she moaned as she began to thrust against me. I grabbed her by her hips and moved faster still. "Yes, that's it lover move faster!"

Despite having my dick expertly sucked earlier I wanted her more than I had any girl on my list. This was lust on a whole new level for me. I pulled out of her, spun her around and impaled her on my cock with her back to the tree. This sent her over the edge, again. But instead of letting her recover I just fucked her as fast as I could. Cassie's eyes went wide and her mouth opened and closed mechanically. Then one of her legs was over my shoulder drawing me deeper still, flexible little thing. I thrust up and into her with complete abandon. I only wanted to shoot inside of her.

"I'm getting close," I said in her ear.

"Fill me up," she gasped. "I want to feel cum hit the walls of my pussy."

"Anything for you," I said as I fucked her harder still. My thrusts got so strong that I was lifting her off of her delicate feet. Cassie wrapped her legs around my waist letting me have complete control of our lovemaking. 

"I can feel you getting bigger inside of me. Oh god I am so close, cum with me!"

I nodded and lowered my lips to her sensitive nipples. I waited until I was on the verge of coming before I latched onto her nipple with my teeth. As I came I bit down and felt her body convulse against me.

"Steve," she said in an ear splitting howl. Cum gushed into her pussy and I held her tight as we came together. Cassie's legs slowly lowered to the floor next to the tree roots. I slipped free from her and she dropped to her knees and began lick me clean. Cassie cleaned every inch of my cock and balls. When she licked me from the base to the tip I knew it was her under the table, but how. Both of her hands had been occupied when the texts were coming in. 

"You," I said as she continued to lick and suck me. She just nodded as I grew hard in her mouth. Once I was completely erect she stood up, turned around and pulled her ass cheeks apart.

"Take my other virginity Steve, just like you did with the others. I want you to. I need you to. I prepped my ass for tonight so don't be afraid, you won't hurt me."

I only nodded and moved towards her. She took the head of my cock and aimed it to her remaining hole. When the two touched she shivered. Then I was pushing and opening up her snug little ass. With a guttural noise the head slipped inside of her. 

"Oh I never knew it would feel so good," she groaned. Then I continued pushing until I was buried deep inside of her. "Fuck my ass Steve, nice and slow..."

I moved slowly in and out of her.

"God damn your ass is so fucking tight," I groaned in her ear.

"Give me your hunger Steve," she begged. I thrust a little faster now. "Yes, there is so much of it."

"My little sexual vampire," I moaned as I thrust hard into her ass.

"Yours and only yours," she said as she pushed against me.

I looked down and saw my cock buried deep between her ass cheeks.

"Like the view Steve," she asked. "I hope so. I love being watched."

"You were a virgin who sucks a lot of cock," I said.

"Yes, but I did it for you. I wanted to be nothing short of amazing when we finally got together."

"You dick sucking is amazing," I said as I fucked her faster.

"Oh, your cock is making me want to cum. Can I cum?"

"No not yet, I am so fucking close," I told her. I thrust forward hard and fast. I loved the way her ass gripped me like a fucking fist. "Almost there..."

"Me too," she whimpered. "Fuck my ass lover, shoot deep inside of me."

"Now," I said as I pulled back and gave her one last thrust of my hips.

She came just as my cock filled her up and began pulsing hot cum into her depths. I was leaning up against her as I caught my breath. I praised her for her desire to please me.

"It was you," I moaned in her ear. "You were the belly dancer; you were the girl under the table..."

"I was the girl who gave you both of her virginities," she said weakly. "And all in one night I might add."

"Uh huh," I said.

"I will remember this for the rest of my life."

"So will I."

"Steve, I don't know how to say this so I will just throw it out there. Use me Steve; I want to be your fuck doll. I need you to take out your hunger out on me."

"Cassie, you are my friend, why would you want me to use and abuse you?"

"My body was designed for sex, it is geared for pleasure and I want it to be you."

"I don't know what to say," I said taken aback by her desire to be utterly subservient to me.

"Say you'll fuck my ass one more time before you go home," she said squeezing my cock with her ass muscles.

"Since you asked so nicely," I growled in her ear.

We walked around the ruins of the ancient stone temple. It was sacred to not just the Isani but the Sidhe as well. After the two factions split millennia ago they were never able to reach an agreement of rebuilding this site.

"When did you learn to belly dance," I asked out of the blue.

"Oh I've been dancing since I was six," she said smiling. "You really liked it didn't you."

"Yeah, it was the most erotic thing I have ever seen," I said.

"Good, there are plenty of other dances I know. I can't wait for you to see them."

"Me either," I said pulling her close to me again. "I am going to Miskatonic University for college..."

"So am I, your sister called me and told me the first chance she had."

"The little witch," I said.

"We have had this all planned for months, since before your birthday."

"What all did she share with you," I asked as she turned to face me.

"Everything," she said cupping my balls. "Her... you... the phone... I know everything."

"And you still want to be with me," I said.

"You have every right to teach those bitches a lesson. I will be there once all that is over and done with. I will be there through everything. Test me if you doubt me."

"I trust you. I always have, but I need your help with my position on the council."

"All you have to do is ask," she said. "I will do anything but betray my own kind."

"Tell me what the Sidhe and Akhkharu are up to," I asked.

"Oh that's easy," she said smiling followed by a deep sensual kiss.

As we walked she told me all about the feeding grounds set aside between the Sidhe and their partners. The best bounty was split between the two of them. The poorest areas of the city were left for the rest of the inhuman population to squabble over. I learned that feeding didn't mean killing, well not in every encounter. The Sidhe fed off of sex and strong emotions while the Akhkharu were blood drinkers. The latter could take just a little at a time but there were incidents, there were always incidents. People disappeared all the time and many of those disappearances were called serial killers or unsolved murders. The Sidhe would often glamour those in power to look the other way. I wonder if that involved the Order at all. Should I even dare ask her about the Order?

"Ever hear of the Hermetic Order of the Silver Twilight," I asked.

"What inhuman hasn't," she said. "They run the human world from the shadows and don't think I don't know about your membership and that little bit of house cleaning that just happened."

"How the hell," I said stunned.

"I am the eldest daughter of the Isani Chief. We have direct dealings with the Order. The Eternal Master himself contacted my father just a few days ago. And no I don't know who the new Hidden Master is, if that was your next question."

"I do," I said blurting out the words without warning to her or to me.

"Wait, you know who the Hidden Master is. How the hell is that even possible?"

"I treated him after his duel with the old Grandmaster. While I was in his presence I accidently touched his thoughts."

"I won't ask who he is since you have loyalties to the Order. But if you want to share I wouldn't be against it."

"I'm not, it wouldn't be fair..." I began but she cut me off with another fiery kiss.

"You won't hurt my feelings by keeping secrets, which is a Master's prerogative, if you accept me as your body slave that is."

"Gods but you are incorrigible, yes damn it, you can be my one and only."

We made love one last time before I dropped her off at her home. I bet her ass was going to tender as hell tomorrow. I got home around nine o'clock and Fiona was waiting for me at the door. She was all smiles and wanted to know how everything went. Mom's ears perked up as sis pestered me. I told the two of them that I had acquired a body slave and her name was Cassie. I thought they would be upset but they were happy for me and Cassie. Mom thought she was good people and sis thought I had made a fantastic choice. I didn't get it; Cassie would cut into their time with me. Mom waved me off and told me that it would take time but she would find a suitable lover. Fiona had groomed Cassie for the part as my body slave. She had told her all of my likes and dislikes. We already had tons of things in common but Fiona had tipped things into Cassie's favor. 

Saturday rolled around and we all met at the Orcus Tower Hotel. I guess I was lucky that, that many attractive women were eager and willing to meet and share information about the inhuman community. Amaret was there to be the hotel's liaison as well as my personal secretary. Arcana Blue was there to represent the mages and near humans. Cassie and Brenda were there to speak for the Sidhe and Isani. The only major player not represented was the Akhkharu and for that I was grateful. We went round robin and one by one the girls shared what they knew. I knew Brenda was reluctant to speak but it was in her clan's best interest to work with me as opposed to fighting the changes that were no doubt on the way. My father had his agenda as for me I needed to at least understand the environment I had been thrust into. 

I turned to Brenda and Cassie and made a quizzical face. Then I decided to trudge through and make my thoughts known. 

"I want to rebuild Er'tll G'har," I said and watched Brenda go pale and Cassie smile brilliantly.

"How the hell do you even know about that," Brenda said getting to her feet. Then she spun on Cassie. "You fucking bitch I'll kill you!"

"On your knees Brenda," I said and her knees dropped out from underneath her. "This is about me not Cassie. This is about me garnering favor with not just the Isani but the Sidhe as well. This will consolidate my position on the council, can't you see that."

"Stay out of this, it is none of your business," Brenda said through gritted teeth.

"Jazrael, be a good girl and crawl over here to me," I said and watched her body comply.

"I hate being your slave," Brenda / Jazrael snarled. I took out my phone and snapped a picture of her on her knees. Her eyes went vacant and I locked eyes with her.

"Break," I said. Her eyes went calm and her body language synced up. "I need you to be my little slut muffin, do you understand me."

"Yes Master," she said smoothly.

"I need to believe you," I said and she nodded like a puppet on my strings.

"Test me, I will do anything for you," she said in a deep guttural purr.

"Tell me why you and the Isani broke apart, why do you oppose their plan to rebuild that sacred site."

"They want to rebuild the temple as it was," she said. "We want to make it a Sidhe monument for the ages."

"Perhaps a compromise let them rebuild it as it was but have prominent Sidhe heroes represented. Heroes that I will chose, what do you say?"

"Yes, yes I believe my father would go for that," she moaned.

"Good, now I want you to go to the front desk and see which of the rooms is available for my use this weekend. You can walk now."

"Thank you Master," she said as she got to her feet. Once she was out of ear shot I turned to Cassie.

"I need a list of every ancient hero that the Sidhe and Isani share. I need them from before the split."

"I understand Master, you are wise," she said.

"Is there any other order of business, no, then let's go up to our room and relax."

A Couple of Months Later:

Quite a few things have reached fruition. Cassie spent quite a bit of time in the Isani archives and found the names I was looking for. I passed those onto my father and the other council members. They promised me all the credit for this plan to try and heal the rift between the Sidhe and the Isani nation. In anticipation quite a few of both clans have migrated to Arkham in hope that this great work will begin in earnest by early spring. On a personal note I have finished my first prototype of the Zero Point Energy Module. I have tested it out by placing larger and larger energy demands until it topped out at running the entire neighborhood for an entire day before it needed to be disconnected so it could recharge. By my calculations it could run the Ducati indefinitely as a permanent power plant for the motorcycle. But this is just the prototype after all. Oh yes, I have nearly finished with the girls on my bitch list having only one remaining, Gwen Robinson. I have saved her for last since she was the second most vindictive of all the girls and I wanted her to wait to teach her a bit of a lesson. But tonight after school that wait ends and I will break the little bitch once and for all.

Finals were now a thing of the past and the rest of the year was coming to a close. The atmosphere was as stress free as I could ever remember. At the beginning of French class our teacher announced a free period and anyone who wanted to go down to the library could. Gwen raised her hand and when I looked around and saw that no one else was going I raised my hand as well. It was going to be just the two of us in the library, how romantic. We walked side by side and she appeared to be in good spirits. She was humming a little tune and had a bounce in her step.

"Are you going to fuck me in the library Steve," she blurted out. "I mean that is why you followed me isn't it?"

"Yeah, I'm going to hammer you real good," I said a little disappointed that she had read my play.

"MMMMMMMMMMM, I can't wait to feel that fat cock of yours inside of me," she purred.

"What's gotten into you," I asked as she turned to look at me. She smiled at me and I noticed those deep green eyes of hers for the first time.

"Not what, who," she said almost giggling. "I am sorry about Japan and my sudden disappearance."

"You," I said confirming that Gwen was indeed possessed by the soul rider. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to finish what I started," she said. "Besides I missed you."

"Somehow I doubt that demon," I said angry that Gwen was in her control.

"I am not a demon, but I understand your confusion. My people never possessed a physical form that is why we borrow the bodies of others. This one is a real beauty, well on the outside anyway."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"This Gwen you are so hot and bothered over is real damaged goods. There are things that happened to her over the last few years that have left her broken. I almost pity her. But she lashes out at others instead of trying to heal. She holds onto all the pain instead of trying to learn from it. When you fuck me she will be right along for the ride, how nice is that. She will feel every delicious moment of your hard thick cock inside of this body."

"Good," I said and I waited for the pang of regret but it never came.

We found a quiet corner of the library for our little love play. I sat down and the soul rider straddled me and lowered her lips to mine. That first hungry kiss was just the beginning. Our tongues were dueling even as she tugged her panties down and off of her. I was unzipping my jeans and taking my cock out. She lifted her skirt to show me her freshly shaved pussy and its glistening juices.

"Like what you see young master," she asked even as she lowered it down onto my hardness.

"UNNNNN, damn she has a tight little pussy," I growled softly.

"Yes, nearly virginal," the soul rider said as she impaled herself. "Damn that cock of yours is stretching her to her limits! This is going to be fucking intense!"

"Nice and slow," I said as I unbuttoned her blouse and got my first look at the large firm tits housed there. "Man what a rack!"

"Her nipples are super sensitive so be gentle at first. Here let me unhook it for you. I chose one that works from the front just for today."

"How long have you been in her," I asked as she began to move up and down.

"Just a day or so," she moaned as my cock bottomed out inside of her. "That's the spot! I love having your dick buried in me."

I never looked around to see if we were being watched I just lowered my lips to Gwen's exposed breasts and began to suckle. The soul rider moaned softly as we made love and warned me she was getting close to coming. That didn't take long, but then again who knew if she hadn't started out earlier by masturbating or something like that. As I feasted on her tit flesh she rode me with short powerful thrusts of her hips. She was whimpering more incessantly and then with a muffled cry she came with body shaking force. 

"I'm not done yet, bend me over the table and fuck me from behind," she said hungrily. Then she was standing up, turning around and folding her body over the heavy oaken table. I stood up, flipped her skirt over her ass and eased back inside of her. I had to be careful how fast and hard I moved my body so the table didn't go sliding and making a shit load of noise. Face down the possessed girl whimpered and growled like a freaking animal. I took my pleasure from her tight slit and only then did I look around to see if we were being watched, we were. Cassie was there standing guard over the two of us wearing a look of jealousy and of devotion. She just nodded and kept up her vigilance. I moved slowly in and out of Gwen and it was maddeningly sensuous. I wanted to go faster but I couldn't, it would definitely make noise. So I stroked my cock in and out of her at just the right pace. Gwen began squeezing my cock with her pussy muscles and that ratcheted up the intensity a few notches.




Click Ch. 07



All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! 

This takes place six months or so after part six.

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The Van Dekker House:

Fiona, Cassie and I were settling into our new digs. While I wanted to live on campus I was talked into buying a small house at the edge of the college. It would provide privacy and a place for us to play without drawing too much attention to ourselves. It was a nice three bedroom house that was over a hundred years old that had recently been remodeled. The place even had its own wine cellar which I planned on converting into a playroom. I took the master bedroom as my own while Cassie and Fiona had a coin toss for the closer of the remaining two bedrooms. Cassie ended up winning that particular challenge and I think it worked out best since she was the one who fed off of sexual energy. It took us a few days to tidy the place up and get it all ship shape. The house had been vacant for close to a year before I had bought it. The previous owner had been a late professor for the university. He had been one of their language experts and had studied some seriously esoteric tongues from all over the world. Rumor had that he and his wife had held orgies in their more youthful days and the way Cassie sniffed around the house I began to believe it was more than just gossip. 

"Hello, is anyone home," a voice called from the front door.

"MOM," Fiona said as she charged the front of the house. I made my way down from my bedroom and there she was framed in the open doorway. My god she was huge! Then again she only had a few more weeks before she delivered our lovechild into the world.

"Hello son," she said looking up at me.

"Hey mom," I said staring into her eyes. Could she see the fear that was etched there?

"I brought you a house warming gift," mom said smiling. "Come on down and let's break out the donuts and chocolate milk while they are still warm." I moved down and took her into my arms. "This is really looking like a home."

"Are you going to be okay," I asked her as she waddled her way to the dining room.

"Yeah, I have been down this road before. I wonder if you are going to be alright."

"I am still a little overwhelmed," I said as she opened the box of donuts. Cassie appeared from the basement and had an almost intoxicated look on her face. I shot her a look and she just smiled blissfully.

"Is she okay," mom asked looking at Cassie.

"Yeah, I think she found the professor's sex dungeon," I said jokingly but Cassie nodded all the same.

"There is a secret door that leads to a hidden room," Cassie said drunkenly. "Even after all these years the place reeks of debauchery."

We ate in silence as everyone kept their eyes on me. They were concerned about how I was dealing with the imminent birth of my son. I picked up a donut and I paused long enough to let out a long deep breath. Of course we weren't going to be doing things traditionally we were using an Isani midwife for the birth because we didn't want any blood tests being done and his heritage being revealed to the wide world. 

"I am okay already," I said breaking the silence.

"It's okay, I have plenty of resources, he will want for nothing," mom said softly, her eyes never meeting mine.

"I will baby sit as often as you need," Fiona said a huge smile on her face.

"Looks like he has a very bright future ahead of him," Cassie said as she laid a hand on my leg. "It will be alright. He will be loved without hesitation."

"That's true," I said with a small smile. "I wonder how Yg is doing, I wonder how far along she is?"

"I will talk to Arcana and find out," Cassie offered.

The conversation turned to school and our classes. Mom was proud of how many classes I had tested out of and how soon I would have my bachelor's degree. She wasn't the only one; I had received a letter from one of my brothers in the Order. They were happy to see how well situated I was. They were eager to see the fruition of my research into Zero Point Energy. I had set a meeting with the Sword Master to show him the various prototypes I had created. They had purchased the rights to the technology after all. Even if the old Grandmaster was long dead the Order deserved to enjoy the fruits of my labor.

"Hey you," Mom said drawing me back to reality. "Where were you?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about my meeting with brothers from the Order and my Zero Point Energy Modules. I guess I am a little anxious to make a good impression."

"Relax," she said. "Trust someone who has made dozens of presentations over the years. You'll do great and it will work out just fine."

"You will change the world," Fiona said.

"Yeah, I know," I said. But would it be for the better or the worse?

After mom had left I followed Cassie down to the basement and the hidden room. The secret door was a false front for one of the wine racks. The room was forty feet square and was lit from above by what appeared to be a pricey chandelier. There were outlines on the deep carpet where furniture used to be in years gone by. Cassie sniffed the air and once more she took on that near drunken state of euphoria. Her hands roamed over her body as she drank in the residual sexual energy.

"Tell me," I said. She looked at me and her eyes were glassy and her pupils were dilated.

"So much pleasure," she moaned as she touched herself. "So many bodies writhing around in complete sexual abandon. They had orgies here over many years. I can only guess they had one a week at least, perhaps even more often."

"Wow," I said walking around the perimeter of the room. The walls of the room were covered in stylized wallpaper whose pattern hinted at some sort of cryptic designs. There, hidden in the smaller patterns were larger circular configurations. Each sheet of the wallpaper contained a different runic design that not only enhanced sexual desire but also stored it as well. "Stand in the middle." Cassie did as I asked and when she was ready I touched the center of one of the rune circles. A wash of sexual energy leapt from the wall and slammed into her. Cassie's scream echoed off the walls as she fell to her knees shaking uncontrollably. Her jeans were soaked from her pussy juices and the poor thing just sat there shuddering like crazy. "Well, I think I just found my playroom. See to its furnishing, Cassie... Cassie?"

"Yes Master, thank you sir," she said her voice barely above a whisper.

I left the room and went to find Fiona to see if she had heard Cassie's scream. It seemed the room was sound proofed well enough to mask even the Isani's primal shriek. I sent Fiona to check on Cassie when the other hadn't appeared after five minutes. A few minutes later the pair showed up with Fiona supporting Cassie.

"What the hell happened," Fiona asked.

"My playroom has a bit of a kick," I said and Cassie nodded vigorously.

"Damn, I am going to take her upstairs," Fiona said with a wicked grin on her face. I knew what she was thinking she wanted to try it out as soon as possible. Truth is so did I but I had other things to do right now. If I had learned anything from Cassie it was putting things off made the pay off all the better. I had to finish my speech for my meeting with the Order. Once that was done I could think about breaking in the playroom. Besides it wouldn't have been fair to Cassie for just Fiona and me to have our fun.

While Cassie recovered I sat in the only furnished room that the house offered when I bought it, the master's study. The room came with a handcrafted table and four walls lined with book shelves. The shelves were stocked to the brim with leather bound tomes, loose papers and even a few scrolls still in their cases. I picked out a random book from the western shelf and opened it at the desk. This time luck was with me and the text was in English, okay granted it was Middle English but I think I could make out most of it. As I skimmed the first few pages I got the gist of the book, it was a diary of an Order member named Jonathon Van Dekker. The dates put the diary at the end of the Revolutionary War. It appears the Order was siding with the rebel Americans and it was Van Dekker's job to make sure supplies made it into the right hands. Even though the founding fathers were Masons they had earned the respect of top ranking Masters. Not all the Order had sided with the rebels but those who hadn't stood back and let the majority have their way. Of course the fact that the Hidden Master and the Eternal Master had pushed for rebel support had swayed most to the current course of action, interesting. I skipped to the middle of the book and found a different hand writing in the diary. I had to go back until I found where Jonathon had passed away and his eldest son Jeremy had taken over. Jeremy like his father was a staunch supporter of the three Masters and their will. It was Jeremy that was sent to the French city of St. Louis on Order business. It took fifty pages or so of text to describe his travels to the trading outpost. It was then that Jeremy ran into trouble when he discovered the members of the Order in St. Louis had gone rogue and joined an alliance with what he only called the Nashada. It went on describing how he killed each and every member of the Order that had gone rogue but was unable to learn who or what the Nashada were.

"Are you going to sit there all day or are you going to your precious meeting," Fiona said breaking me out of my reverie. 

"Damn, thanks for the wakeup call," I said closing the book and setting back in its place on the shelf.

I headed to the bathroom, checked out my reflection and moved towards the front door. I snatched the backpack from Fiona's hands and gave her a kiss on the cheek as I headed out. The Ducati took the turns easily and I was almost at my destination when Arianna whispered in my ear.

'You are three minutes early,' she purred.

'Thanks Arianna,' I said.

As I pulled up I saw two figures embracing. One was tall dark headed and was handsome in his own way. The other was petite, willowy and had a long ass mane of sun kissed blonde hair. She was stunning in anyone's book. I pulled up and the moment I took off my helmet the guy locked eyes on me and smiled. But it wasn't that feel good sort of look; I was on the alert instantly. I walked up the stairs and left the pair to themselves. The girl walked down and away as the guy intercepted me near the door.

"Brother Osborn," the guy called out.

"Can I help you," I asked.

"As a matter of fact you can," he said smiling again. I fought the urge to shiver.

"I have a meeting; perhaps we can discuss this afterwards."

"I will walk with you and maybe we can talk over you selling me the house you just purchased."

"Wait, what the hell did you just say," I said my anger rising to the fore.

"I want you to sell me the house you just bought," he said his smile intact.

"Um, no," I said and headed for the council chambers.

"Wait, you haven't even heard my offer," he said reaching out to touch my arm.

"I just moved in and classes start next week," I said as I opened the door to the council chambers.

"I don't care about your classes I want that house," he said his smile slipping.

"What part of no do you not understand Brother," I said as civilly as I could.

"Ah Brother Osborn, Brother Van Dekker, welcome," the Chief Abbot said smiling brilliantly.

"Brother Van Dekker, now it makes sense," I said turning to face the other.

"Just sell me the goddamn house," he snarled now. I just shook my head and offered the Abbot my hand.

"Brother Osborn, I am sorry the Sword Master wasn't able to make this meeting. He was called away at the last minute. I hope you don't mind me inviting a second to aid me in understanding of this project of yours. This is Brother Shaw, I think you might have heard of him."

"Who hasn't heard of Nick Shaw," I said shaking the other man's hand.

"Brother Van Dekker, we have business if you could give us the room," the Abbot said addressing the angry young man. 

"No, I have unfinished business with Brother Osborn," he said his hostility open at this point.

"There is no need to be rude Brother Van Dekker," Nick said his eyes narrowing. "If Brother Osborn doesn't want to sell your business is finished here."

"Stay out of this Shaw," Van Dekker spat. "You ARE going to sell me my family's house and today."

"This is getting out of hand," the Abbot said his voice taking on an edge now.

"Osborn is a newbie here and has no say with older members like myself," Van Dekker said addressing the Abbot now.

"I side with Brother Osborn," Nick said. "Now are you going to challenge my family's ranking in the Order?"

"Stay out of this Shaw," he said. "Or I will make you sorry."

"Gentlemen, that is enough," the Abbot said his shock showing.

"Shut up old man," Van Dekker shouted.

"ENOUGH," said a new voice and we all turned to face the image of the Hidden Master hovering in the middle of the chamber. "I have heard enough. Your behavior has earned you a demotion in rank Van Dekker; you are reduced to the title of Lesser Master. Now get out of here before I expel you from the Order and call a Blood Hunt on your entire line."

The man clenched his teeth, bowed and left the council chambers. By the time I looked back the image of the Hidden Master was gone. I looked at the Abbot and smiled weakly. I apologized for Van Dekker but he held up his hand and shook his head. Then the meeting I had planned on finally started. The three of us discussed the Zero Point Energy initiative and its impact upon the Order. I even handed over one of my prototypes for Shaw to examine and give his opinion to the Abbot and the council. Once our meeting was over the Abbot left and I needed some fresh air. Then Nick placed his hand on my shoulder.

"You are too valuable an asset to let some snot nosed brat push you around. If you want a job after college just give me a call and I'd be happy to have you. Or seeing how brilliant this design looks you could just skip school and work for me now. The pay is good and the benefits are unparalleled."

"How about a compromise, I work part time until I graduate." I said in counter offer.

"Well, I look forward to seeing you Monday," he said handing me a business card. "...Until then."

I headed back home with no small measure of anger flowing through my veins. I had held it together in front of the Abbot but I was pissed to no end. The veiled threat against me was making me take the turns faster and tighter than I normally would. When I made the final turn I had almost worked out all of my anger until I saw the expensive car parked out in front of my house. He wouldn't be that stupid as to continue this even after he was demoted. I parked the bike and stormed up the stairs to the house. I opened the door and it slammed against the wall. But instead of seeing Van Dekker sitting in my living room it was the girl he had been talking to. Fiona stood up in shock and looked at me like she didn't recognize me. 

"Steve, what the hell is going on," she asked.

"Sorry, I thought it was someone else in our home," I said as I took in a deep breath.

"Please forgive me, maybe I should go," the girl said.

"Why are you here," I asked as I took in her breathtaking beauty.

"I came here to smooth things out between you and my brother," she said her voice like liquid silk.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but your brother is a dick," I said.

"No harm no foul," she said with a genuine smile. "He loses perspective sometimes.'' 

"Did he tell you he was demoted," I said and she shook her head.

"He just wanted our family journals," she said. "He didn't learn about the sale until it was too late. He thought he had more time."

"I understand his desire to get his family property back but he went about it the wrong way. How about a tour of the place while I ponder my choice," I said. Fiona just smiled and stepped past me to close the front door.

I led the girl all around the first floor and she took in everything with great interest. Then I led her upstairs to the bedrooms and showed her two of the three since Cassie was still recuperating. Then I showed her what she had come here to see. The minute I opened the door to the study her eyes went wide.

"So many books," she whispered. "I see why he wants them so bad."

"I have read a few of them, the ones in English anyway," I said. "They are records related to the activities of the Order."

"He wants to regain the glory of our ancestors," she said.

"If you had come to me I would have sold the books without hesitation," I said.

"I understand if you don't want to," she said.

"Follow me to the wine cellar and I will make my final decision."

She nodded and followed me down the stairs. I opened the door to the basement and led the way. She looked around and her eyes rested on the hidden door for more than a few seconds. So she knew that is interesting to know.

"Did you know there was a hidden room down here," I asked.

"Yes," she said. "My father was the last man to use the room."

"Want to see it," I asked and she nodded with a sly smile.

I hit the hidden latch and the door swung outward. She stepped in and shivered as the energy of the place took hold. I watched her fidget and her breath become more erratic the longer she was inside. I closed the door and moved to stand behind her.

"Tell me what you're feeling," I asked.

"It really is intoxicating," she moaned. "Over two centuries of lust and desire were fulfilled in this room."

"I understand this house is only a little over a hundred years old."

"It is, but it is not the first house built upon this site," she said. "The Van Dekker's have held this plot of land since the founding of the university."

"How would your brother react to me taking advantage of you, in this chamber?"

"He would hate you," she moaned. "But there is something you should know, he's not my brother, he's my uncle. His family took me in when my father perished."

"You think he killed your dad," I said and she slowly nodded.

I slid my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. Then she was grinding her ass against my groin. She looked over her shoulder as I leaned down to steal a kiss. Well not really stolen when it is given so freely. Was it the room or was it simply her hunger that was filling me up? She took my hands and placed them on her ample tits and I began to massage them as our kiss deepens. Her hips were moving up and down now as my cock got harder and harder. My fingers found her nipples and I teased them as our tongues dueled. Her eyes closed and mine followed suit as we were caught up in the sexual energy radiating from every surface of the room. Our passion built until we couldn't take it anymore. My eyes snapped open and I grabbed her dress at the shoulders and it tore in two for me. She turned to face me and undid my belt and pushed my pants to the floor. As I undid her bra she was pulling my shirt over my head. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. Then she was leading me to the middle of the room and pulling us to the floor. We renewed our kiss as our hands roamed over each other's bodies. Then she was shoving me down and kissing her way down my body. When her hands wrapped around the shaft of my cock I almost came right then and there. As she stroked me off she also lowered her mouth to the tip of my cock. She licked the precum from the head as her hands pleasured me. 

"Watch me lover," she moaned. "Watch me devour your cock."

I looked down and stared as her tiny mouth opened and she began to lower her head to make my cock disappear down her throat. It couldn't have been easy on her considering. I watched amazed as her tiny mouth engulfed me and her lips eventually touched the base. Her eyes never left mine as she performed this amazing feat. Then her head was moving up and down on me. I refused to look away as she made love to my dick. Why was she doing this? Was it the room? Or was it something else that I was unaware of? Her tongue bordered on the magical as I slithered and wrapped around the shaft of my cock.




Click Ch. 07



"Oh goddamn," I whimpered entranced by this petite young thing. She shoved her head down now making love savagely to my erection. "If you keep that up I am going to shoot down your throat." I said in warning but she only shoved her head down harder. I clenched my fists and was panting and covered in sweat as she deep-throated me. My cock swelled in her throat and her eyes widened in delight as I came near to shooting off. The cry built up from a second warning but turned into one long howl of pleasure as I shot my load down her gullet. But she didn't stop she kept on going.

"Stop damn it," I begged but she wasn't listening. Then my second orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks and a second cry rang from me and echoed off the walls. Only when she had licked me dry did she relent. She sat there smiling up at me like some demonic thing. She wiped the excess spit from her lips with her arm. Then she laid back, spread her legs and crooked her finger at me. I sat up and knelt between her thighs. I cupped each of her ass cheeks and pulled her pussy to my lips. Just as she had done I never lost sight of her eyes as I went down on her. She slipped her fingers into my hair and pulled me to her. I licked, lapped and suckled her pussy and clit. Now it was her turn to squirm, beg and cry out. I drove my tongue between her pussy lips and felt her hips move up against me as I pleasured her. She ground her sex against my lips as her orgasm built within her. 

"I'm getting close," she growled. For so petite a frame she was surprisingly strong. I found her clit and focused my full attention on her climax. Then she was bucking and howling as she came. I did to her just as she had to me. I kept licking and sucking her pussy until I was rewarded with a second climax. It took a little longer for her than it had me but she coughed up that orgasm all the same. I licked her clean and looked up at her shivering form. I moved to lie on top of her and held her close.

"That was one hell of a start girl," I said.

"My name is Heather," she cooed. "How about you show me how bad you want me."

I placed both of her legs over her shoulders and eased into her. Heather's back arched as I filled her up. Then she was panting and moaning again as I began to move. Her pussy was as tiny as her throat had been. The energy of the room filled me up as I heard shadow voices telling me to take my pleasure from her, to drive my cock as deep and hard as I could. I listened to them and pounded her tightness good and hard.

"Yes, that's it, fuck me like a piece of meat," she howled. "I need your cock so damn bad!"

I lowered my lips to her tiny nipples and latched on as my hips drove my cock in and out of her. So damn tight and yet she took it without any problems. Heather was made of some stern stuff. The dull thuds of our bodies colliding reverberated through the floor. Then I rolled her onto her belly and took her from behind. This sent Little Miss Heather into a complete tizzy. She had started out so shy and demure and now she was cursing like a fucking sailor.

"Fuck me," she screamed. "Make me cum... make me yours!"

I did just that. I hammered her from behind as hard as I could. It seemed like moments later but she was grinding her pussy against me as she came for the third time. I let her catch her breath and held her close with my cock buried deep inside of her.

"Heather," I said.

"Yes Steven," she purred.

"Are you enjoying yourself," I asked as I began to move again very slowly.

"UNNNNNNN, yes I am enjoying myself, especially that fat cock of yours. I could get hooked on it."

"Stay with me," I said as I began to move faster. "That way the books will still be in your family's possession. What do you say?"

"I say fuck me and then show me to my room," she moaned as she pushed up against me.

Then we were moving in unison, me forward and her backward. We slowly built up speed and force as our love play intensified. 

"Where do you want me to cum," I asked her.

"I... don't... care," she said in deep pants.

"Okay, here it comes," I said as my cock swelled up inside of her. I jack hammered her pussy for all I was worth. I wanted to fill her pussy up and soon. I dug my fingers into her hips and pummeled her as hard as I could. 

"So fucking close," I growled in her ear.

"I know," she said. "I can feel your cock growing inside of me."

All I could do was thrust my hips forward. It felt like I was possessed. I lost control of my body at some point and she was going to pay the price. My fingers dug in deeper and the power behind my thrusts doubled. A second later cum was pulsing inside of her and the grip on me was broken. 

"Are you alright," I asked her as I rolled off of her. "What the fuck happened?"

"It's the room," she said as she moved onto her back. "Don't worry you can't hurt me."

"I may have to seal this room off, I'm not sure I trust it," I said and she freaked out.

"No, please, don't do that," she said as she rolled on top of me. "I need this."

Then she was kissing me and trying to crawl into my lap. The presence I felt was growing strong again.

'Give in to her hunger,' it said. 'Let her take over and pleasure you it is her desire.'

"Fuck me again," she said as her hands worked on my cock. "Let the room feed you its energy!"

I picked her up and blindly lowered her onto my erection. She cried out as I began to lift and drop her. Then I felt the icy tendrils fill me up and I lost control again. I wasn't just lifting her now I was ramming her body down onto mine. I was speaking but the words were lost on me. Was this what it felt like when a soul rider took over? I hated it! Then I was looking at her face and she was in the grips of purest bliss. The feeling of control slipped back and I wasn't alone in my head as I fucked her. It was a hunger that needed a body and mine was the one it wanted. I continued to lift and drop her onto my cock with a renewed desire to please her. For once it wasn't just about me and it was the purest form of lust I had ever felt for another human being. She was helping me now as she thrust her body down onto me. There was a euphoric expression on her face and I wanted that to continue, no matter the cost.

"So full," she said as she drove her hips downward. "I am yours, don't deny it."

"How did you learn about this room," I asked as I slowed our pace.

"I was indoctrinated by my mother," she said. "I learned the long loving history of this house since I was young."

"When did she tell you about the orgies," I said as I stood up and impaled her deeper.

"Ooh god, when I was old enough to understand. There are plenty of secrets in this house. That's why my uncle wants this place so damn bad. But he wanted to do things to me that I didn't want. But you, you can do whatever you want to me and I will adore you for it. I do mean anything."

"Fine, then be a good little girl and come for me."

Exactly ten seconds later she was spasming like crazy and clinging to me like a lifeline. Then her back was against the wall and I was hammering her pussy for all she was worth. Anything, she said she would do anything for me. That fired up the old burner to a whole new level. While I pinned her there my hips worked overtime thrusting into that sweet little pussy of hers. The ferocity of my emotions scared me just a little but I was adapting on the fly. Heather locked her legs around me and moaned all the louder. Was it minutes or hours later that our love play came to an end? Heather left the room and me prone on the floor. I slowly got to my feet and staggered upstairs to the kitchen. Fiona was waiting with a gallon of orange juice in her hand and a wicked smile on her face.

"Finally, I thought I was going to have to send a search party for you two," she said pointing at the darkened window.

"How long," I asked and she gave me a concerned look.

"Six hours," she said. "Are you okay?"

"Just a little dehydrated," I said chugging half the contents of the plastic jug.

"So was she, she polished off the ice tea in one go. She is upstairs showering by the way which wouldn't be a bad idea for you. You smell like sex and candy."

"I'll be down in a little bit then we can take her home in your car if you are okay with that."

"No need, the car that brought her is still parked out front," Fiona said.

I headed upstairs after polishing of the rest of the orange juice. I heard Heather singing in the shower. She had an amazing voice. I slipped in behind her and we just held each other. Then she turned around and dutifully lathered up my entire body and let me rinse. She followed this up by washing my hair for me. I expected this kind of behavior from Cassie but Heather just hummed while she acted the body slave.

"There all done," she said at last. "Wash off all that funk and fluids."

"Six hours," I said as I pulled her close again.

"That room has claimed lives in its long history. I am glad you weren't one of them."

"Your uncle is going to be livid. Especially when you return home in different clothes than you started with."

"Wait, I thought you said I could stay here," she said her voice rose in alarm.

"I did, but don't you want to get some of your stuff," I asked. The look of relief washed over her lovely features.

"Oh yeah right," she said and placed her head on my chest. "I thought for a second, never mind, I will return tomorrow with some of my things, just the necessities."

"You are about Cassie's size, maybe she can loan you something to wear home."

Then we just held each other until the water began to turn cold. We dried off and headed down to Cassie's room. I knocked on the door and she let us in. She looked recovered from her ordeal in the secret room. Her hair was a little tousled as if she had been napping but otherwise as cute as ever.

"Steven, you don't need to knock to enter my room you know that," Cassie said as she opened the door wide. "Who is this?"

"This is Heather Van Dekker; she is related to the previous owner. I was wondering if she could borrow some clothes for her trip home." I asked and Cassie just smiled and nodded.

"Come on in and take a look Heather, I am sure something will fit you."

I sat on the bed while the pair held up slacks and tops and after only fifteen minutes or so an outfit was selected. Heather agreed to return the clothes when she came back the next day. She dressed with some help from Cassie brushed out the long ass mane of hair before she left. With a wave and a promise she turned and left me sitting on Cassie's bed.

"Where is she going to sleep," Cassie asked as she sat down next to me.

"I don't know yet," I said. I hadn't really thought out that far when I invited her to stay.

"We'll work it out," she said leaning against me. "She is very special I see why you like her."

"That room, that damned room," I muttered.

"While I was recuperating I made a few phone calls. This house was built by several different races. It was designed by the Sidhe, but each of the rooms was constructed by different non-humans. Each of them serves a purpose beyond the obvious. The room in the basement isn't the only secret one in the house. I have it on good authority that there are at least six others."

"Maybe one of them is a bedroom," I said shaking my head. "What the hell have I gotten myself into?"

"You were unprepared for the full power of that room. It was built by my people to not only enhance sexual desire but store that sort of energy indefinitely."

"Why," I asked and she just smiled.

"I thought that would be obvious. But if you are concerned I will examine it more thoroughly when I order the furniture for it."

"Thanks," I said. "I am starved. Let's go out and get something to eat."

The Tunnel Beneath:

We decided to order carry out and Cassie went and picked it up. We ate in the dining room and the girls were all smiles while we devoured our hand tossed pizza. When I couldn't take it any longer I steered the subject towards Heather. 

"So um, what do you think of a new roommate," I said and they just smiled all the wider.

"Will she make you happy," Fiona asked.

"She can stay with me," Cassie offered. "I don't mind sharing my bed with her; unless you wanted to share yours of course."

"I haven't thought that far ahead," I said shaking my head.

"She seems nice," Fiona said. "I am sure we will all get along quite well."

The rest of the meal and conversation was less stressful, for me at least. We talked about school and the mysteries that the house might hold. Cassie was still trying to get ahold of a complete blueprint of the house but no luck so far. Arianna was also working on it but she was meeting just as many dead ends. It was at that point that I decided on a more proactive course of action. I had Arianna send me a little help from Iron Heart. Once the girls were asleep I would search the house from top to bottom. 

I waited it out and eventually one by one the girls went to sleep. At midnight the hover probes arrived from Iron Heart via a small stealth craft designed by Uncle Carl and put together by Arianna. I set to work and had a direct tie in while they searched, scanned and mapped the house inch by inch. It wasn't long before the first big surprise hit the fan. What I believed to be a two story building was in fact three stories. The ruse was all in the architecture and angles of the roof. There were four rooms on the third floor that acted like a private apartment, a bedroom, a bathroom, a library and a playroom. I made my way up to the second floor and found the open secret door that the probe had found. The stairway was covered in dust but was still intact and stable. I went up the stairs and the hallway opened up on the four doors that held the various rooms. I opened the door to the bedroom and whistled when I saw the layout of the furniture and the lavish lifestyle of whoever used it. The bathroom was adjacent to the bedroom and was as amazing as the bedroom. The playroom was part music room part billiard room. The best was last, the private library. It was the second largest room on the third floor and was somewhere between a museum and a temple. This was a sacred place. The artifacts and tablets screamed antiquity and I wondered what the hell they were doing here. Did the Order know about these?

'I want a complete render of each and every object in this room,' I said to Arianna.

'Yes Master,' she said.

'We need to secure this part of the house. Take care of that too, I want complete lockdown, motion sensors, and the works.'

'Yes Master,' she said. 'The probe found a second secret door down in the basement.'

'I am heading down there right now.'

I slipped down the stairs as quietly as I could. I met the probe near the rear of the basement. Its laser pointer was pointed at a singular brick. I reached out and touched the brick and felt it give way. The secret door slid upwards silently. The back wall was no more and there was only darkness beyond. I stepped into the tunnel beyond and was a little shocked at how far it went back. I followed the tunnel while three probes shot passed me into the dark. Then they abruptly stopped not one hundred feet away. The tunnel itself was set at a downward grade and I was walking downhill. The reason for the probes having stopped was obvious. The rest of the tunnel was underwater. 

'Master, there is wiring running behind the tunnel's wall. I suspect something may I pursue my theory?'

'Go for it,' I said.

I felt a thrum run through my feet. Then slowly the water receded revealing the entire length of the tunnel. The moment there was enough clearance the probes shot forward and continued with their mapping. Then I was informed there were four storage vaults, two on either side of the main tunnel. They were set above the water line and were dry and secure. I wondered what was so damn important they put it down here. I had to wait for the water to fully lower before I could move on. So it was a few minutes until the way was clear and I could inspect the closest of the four rooms. There were twenty or so crates filling the room and they looked like they had been there for quite some time. 

'How old are the crates,' I asked Arianna.

'I won't be able to determine that until I radiocarbon date the wood,' she said. 'But by the materials I would hazard a guess that they are at least a century or more old.'

That was close enough for me. I looked for one of the crates that were in worse shape than the others so I could look inside. Finding one, I pulled one of the boards to the side and nearly pissed myself. The entire crate was full of small gold bars and each of them was stamped with the seal of the Order. What the fuck was going on? Did the Order even know this was here? The next room had two stacks of crates, each at opposing corners of the room. One held silver bars while the other and smaller stack held platinum. The third room was a gemologist's dream come true. There were small crates that held both cut and uncut stones. The last room held works of art. There were paintings, porcelain and various treasures. I placed my back to one of the walls and slid down to the floor. This was nothing short of a king's ransom and now I had to figure out what to do with it. I could turn it over to the Order but it might find its way back to Van Dekker. I wasn't going to let that happen. There really was only one option.

'Can we take it,' I asked Arianna.

'I can make it disappear if that is what you want,' she said a smile in her voice.

'Make it happen,' I said. 'I will take care of wiring the third floor. I just need the supplies.'

'Consider it done,' she said.

'Flood the tunnel when you are done.'

Half an hour later, I had tools in hand and was placing sensors, dead bolts and cameras on the third floor. While that was going on Arianna was using hover sleds to move the crates and artwork from the tunnel just as they had hauled away debris on the oil rig months back. She had a drop ship parked in the backyard and was silently ferrying the loot outside. I was halfway through my installation when Arianna informed me that she was finished and the tunnel was once more underwater. I checked my watch and saw that it was a little after three in the morning. The drop ship lifted off with barely a whisper and I knew the treasure was in good hands, now. I let out a breath of relief and knew exactly how to play my hand. The sun was coming up as I positioned the last camera in place. I stood up and popped my back. Despite being up all night my energy level was still high. So I went downstairs and fixed a pot of coffee. The aroma from the coffee woke the two sleepy heads. They arrived in bras and panties much to my delight. 

"Morning sleep heads," I said offering each a mug.

"MMMMMMMM, someone was up all last night," Fiona said.

"Yeah, but how did you know," I asked.

"If you check your bed you'd find two warm spots," Cassie said. "We came in and found you missing."

"We figured you were busy searching the house, any luck." Fiona asked as she held the mug in her hands.

"Yeah, I found out we have a third floor," I said. "I will be moving up there; while Fiona can have my old bedroom."

"Is that all you found," Cassie asked as she sipped her coffee.

"Officially yes," I said.

"I see the wheels turning," Fiona said. "You've got something up your sleeve. Just don't leave us in the dark too long."

"Everything will become crystal by the end of the day."

It all hinged on Heather returning and how much of the secrets of the house she was aware of. If she knew about the tunnel then my plan would go without a hitch. If not, I would have to drag her asshole uncle into this. Of course that may happen no matter what, it may be inevitable.




Click Ch. 07



"I will need someone to clean up the third floor," I said as I moved behind Fiona and pulled her to me. 

"Well, let me take care of it," Cassie said as she turned to leave.

"Wait, it can wait until after," I said even as Fiona twisted out of my grasp.

"Two will make it go faster," Fiona said with a wicked grin.

"Goddamn it, okay, three will make it go even faster," I said with a frustrated snarl.

I sighed, reached under the sink and retrieved the bucket that was stashed there. The girls headed up to change into the proper clothes for the job. I gathered up the cleaning supplies and carried them up to the secret door on the second floor. I keyed in the security code and the door silently slid open. I keyed in a second code to keep the door open. I carried the supplies up the stairs and waited for the girls to arrive. I didn't have long to await but damn what a sight to see the two of them wearing maid outfits. This was going to be one long tease fest.

"Really," I said smiling despite myself.

"Oh hush up and enjoy the ride," Cassie said grinning ear to ear.

We began at the top and worked our way down. We stripped the bed, windows and furniture of any coverings, cloth or curtains. While I took those to the laundry mat the girls continued to clean the third floor. There was too much for our washing machine to do in the time allotted. So while I sat at the laundry mat I got a text from Heather, she wanted to know when it was okay for her to come by. I told her to wait for the afternoon so that the last bit of cleaning up we were doing could be finished. She replied that she wanted to help so I was resigned to let her help me at the laundry mat. I gave her the address and told her to come by whenever she was ready. Fifteen minutes later we were sitting next to each other watching the three washing machines go round and round.

"So what's in the machines," she asked as she handed me a breakfast sandwich.

"Stuff from the third floor," I said. Her eyes widened in shock but she quickly recovered.

"You've been searching around," she said.

"Yes," I said. "That's the only thing I found so far. Unless you want to help me out with my search, I mean you seem to know the house better than me."

"I do, I know where all the hidden doors are. I will show you when we get back if you let me help out with the cleaning."

"It's a deal."

I wanted to ask her about her uncle but let that fall by the wayside for now. If she showed me everything then she would know about the tunnel in the basement. Then I had to wait and see if she revealed that little bit of information. If she did she could stay, however, if she withheld then she was out the fucking door. I wasn't going to have someone in my house that wasn't trustworthy. And I wasn't going to use the phone on her because of her uncle. She had to want to be with me.

We sat there for a couple of hours while the machines did their work. Then she helped me carry out the wash to her SUV. She drove while I waited to see how the chips were going to fall. I watched her and she seemed nervous the closer she got to our destination. 

"You okay, you look a little nervous," I said.

"Yeah, I am wondering what condition the house is in," she said. "It has been over a decade since anyone but caretakers lived there. I just hope nothing has fallen into too severe of disrepair."

"From what I have seen of the third floor, there are billions of dust bunnies but everything else seems to be in good condition."

"Thank goodness, I was worried," she said relief flooding her.

"So how many other secret doors are there," I asked.

"Two, one on the third floor and one in the basement," she said.

"Why would there be two in the basement," I asked leading her on.

"Well one is the main playroom; the other is actually a tunnel that leads to a hidden room on the campus of the university. That was how my father and his predecessors moved in secret from the house to the university. Well them and the members of their coven. They could traffic sex slaves into the house without anyone knowing. They would pick the most attractive female students, drug them and take advantage of them in the playroom. They did it all for their patron, Nashada."

"Patron, what sort of patron," I asked as the name rang a bell from the diary I had read.

"You will think it silly, but my father believed in a demonic force that was looking out for our family."

"Is that the real reason your uncle is so upset that the house is in my possession? Does he feel that Nashada will see this as a breach of trust?"

"I don't know to be perfectly honest. I have no idea if he even knows about Tar Nashada. I was told since I was the heir of the household, well that was until my uncle usurped my inheritance with the help of the Order."

"That's why you want to stay with me; it is your only chance to experience your inheritance vicariously through me."

"That was my plan at first. But after our time in the playroom I feel bonded to you on a level I can't even put words to," she said shaking now.

"I'll be damned, you think this Tar Nashada took me over and fucked you, don't you!" 

She didn't answer and a minute later we were pulling up in front of the house. We carried in the laundered curtains, covers and pillow cases. I led Heather upstairs and she cried out when she saw the security panel attached to the wall. The secret door was still open so we just walked straight up to the third floor.

"Hey, we're back," I called out.

"Told you," Cassie said.

"You were right; he brought her back with him. I thought he would wait until he got back at least," Fiona said.

"But we haven't done anything, yet," Heather said spoiling the moment. "Why is there a number pad on the wall downstairs?"

"I think you know. I had to protect the museum that is up here."

"You don't trust me," Heather asked but I shook my head.

"I don't trust your uncle. With school starting next week the house will be empty a lot, thus the security system."

The four of us began putting the curtains back up and making the master bedroom livable. Then we attacked the bathroom and the billiard room. Cassie and Fiona finished their work in the bathroom while Heather and I started cleaning the other. This is when Heather showed me the last secret door in the house. She turned one of the gas light sconce to reveal the passage beyond. There were two rooms. One was obviously a smaller playroom while the other possessed a two way mirror so that the players could be watched in secret. I wondered if Cassie could shed some light on this Tar Nashada character. I wondered if it were a family name among the Isani. That would explain the severe focus of sexual perversion literally built into this place. Heather gave me the tour of the smaller playroom and told me all about how his father took his lovers here and members of the Order would watch from the other room. Though the rooms were now dusty as all hell, they could wait, there were more important things to get done today. We left the secret hallway and returned to the billiard room. I could see Cassie and Fiona making trips up and down the stairs with my clothing and possessions. They were already stocking the bedroom up here with my belongings. I got to work cleaning the billiard room. I wasn't going to let them do all the work. Heather joined me and before we knew it we were finishing up. The only room left to attack was what I called the museum. But we had all been working for hours without a break or a meal. I called the nearest chicken joint and placed an order for pickup. I asked Fiona to go and pick it up so I could keep an eye on Heather. That's when I told Heather that she would be taking over the master bedroom. 

"Fiona didn't want to have to move her stuff so it was just logical," I said.

"I will help out wherever I can to make up for her not having it," Heather said.

"That is between you two," I said. "After lunch you can take us down to the basement and show me the last secret door, okay."

"Great, though there may not be much to see," she said.

"Oh, before I forget about it, Cassie have you ever heard the name Tar Nashada before," I asked and I watched her go white.

"Where did you hear that name," Cassie asked her lips trembling. I motioned towards Heather and Cassie nodded and did a little gesture with her hands to calm herself. "The Tar Nashada was a cult of Isani who were accused of demon worship. They were run out of every civilized corner of society. They fled to the New World in the sixteenth century and stayed her until they faded into the background when the colonies were established. There were hints of ties with the Hermetic Order of the Silver Twilight but that has never been established."

"They were responsible for the building of the room in the basement," I said and Cassie nodded. "What did they stand to gain besides helping allies?"

"I don't know," Cassie said and steered the conversation to more comfortable ground. "But this house is one hell of a treasure. I look forward to a firsthand glimpse of this museum room of yours."

"There are quite a few interesting pieces in there. Maybe you can help me figure them out, the two of you I mean."

"I can help you find the list of items and where they came from," Heather offered.

"That is a great start," I said.

"I suppose I can tell you if any of them are related to my people or other non-human races," Cassie said offhandedly. "Ooh foods here..."

We all heard the front door open and Fiona step in. There was a mad dash for the dining room. I was starved and followed the girls down the stairs. By the time I got there Fiona was laying out the food and she seemed to be in very good spirits. We settled down and small talk seemed to revolve around my new bedroom and Fiona's ever present smile.

"So who is he," I asked. "It's got to be a guy to put you in such a good mood."

"You remember Jim Constantine," she said grinning even wider now.

"Little Jimmy," I said. "How is he doing?"

"He is not so little anymore," Fiona said with another smile.

"Really, are you guys going to be hanging out," I asked and she nodded. "Good, you could use some fresh meat."

"It's just dinner," she said taking a healthy bite of chicken.

"Whatever you say," I said holding up my hands in surrender.

I was eager to get this whole tunnel thing over with but things had to play out as natural as possible. We finished lunch and I helped Cassie pick up and wipe things down. Then I made eye contact with Heather and she seemed as anxious as I was to get this thing over with. Boy was she in for a surprise! The four of us headed down to the basement and each of us looked at the secret door that led to the playroom as we headed deeper into the shadows. We all gave a shiver and continued on. Heather led us straight to the back wall and was searching for the hidden switch that would open the door to the tunnel. Finally she found what she was looking for and the door slid silently upwards. The darkness was profound and I handed out flashlights to Cassie and Fiona. 

"There is a light switch somewhere," Heather said. "Shine your light over here Fiona. Wow, looks like nobody's touched this area in forever look at all the dust. The switch is right over... here."

There was a low humming followed by the slow flickering to life of the overhead lights. The flooded tunnel became visible and Heather smiled. Then she hit another switch and the pumps started.

"I have turned on the pumps; they'll suck out the water in no time. Then we can continue on down the tunnel to the door at the other end of the tunnel. I am curious to see where it comes out."

It took around five minutes for the pumps to do their job and we were moving forward. Heather led the way and we reached the first treasure room. She literally raced ahead and when she found it empty she screamed.

"NO," Heather hollered.

"What's wrong," I asked.

"It's empty, where are the crates... we have to check out the other rooms," she wailed as she raced to the other rooms. She wept as she found each and every one of them empty. Then she went to the room that had held the pieces of art and went to a spot on the far wall. She was searching for something and opened a small hidden compartment. She dropped to her knees and pulled out a small wooden chest. The chest had three antique locks on the front of it. 

"It's still here," she whispered to herself. "I wonder what the chances are that they are all unlocked."

"I wouldn't give much chance of that," I said. She smiled and tugged on the locks and to my shock and utter amazement each of the three locks was in fact unlocked. "How the hell..."

"Just lucky I guess," Heather said grinning.

She removed the locks, lifted up the latches and opened the chest. She pulled out a leather bound book and carefully opened it. She read the first page of the book and it dropped from her nerveless fingers. When she turned to look up at me her face was white and her eyes were wide in shock.

"It's for you," she said her lips quivering. I bent down and picked up the book. I opened it just as she had and read the first line.

'This tome has been set aside for the eyes of Fiona Osborn only.' The inscription was dated 1888.

"That is not possible," I whispered. "It must be a coincidence. Here, this is for you." I said handing the book over to my sister.

"Mine, what does this have to do with me," she asked as she opened the front cover and looked down. "What the hell?"

"Just read it and tell me if this is some sort of mistake or not, alright," I said and she nodded.

"I still can't believe they were all empty," Heather said. Then she headed out and down to the end of the tunnel. She reached out and touched a brick. The second door that led to the tunnel opened silently but our way was barred with dust covered furniture. The room beyond was some sort of storage area and by the layer of dust no one had been down in years. Heather slipped through the gap and disappeared into the darkened room. She managed to reach a metal clad door on the far end. She opened that door and disappeared from sight.

'Arianna, do you have a GPS fix on us,' I asked.

'Yes Master, just beyond that door is the basement to the English Department of the University.'

'So after Heather's dad passed away they used this room for storage. I wonder what happened to shut down the operation. Was it just his death or was there more to it than that?'

'All I have on the record is that Heather and her father were both in the same car on the day he died. There was an accident, the car left the road rolled and came to rest on its roof. Due to her mother's condition Heather was given into her uncle's custody.'

'What is her Mother's condition,' I asked.

'She is located at Arkham Asylum,' Arianna said. 'She is a paranoid schizophrenic who is not responding well to medication.'

'The poor thing, to have lost both parents,' I said as I waited for her to return.

'I am detecting a cell phone signal,' Arianna said. 'It is coming from beyond the open doorway.'

'She is calling her uncle,' I said. 'This changes everything. I was hoping she wouldn't do something along those lines.'

I looked over at Fiona and she was standing with the book open and her gaze was riveted to whatever was written within. Then I looked over at Cassie and she saw my pained expression. She shot me a concerned look but then our attention was drawn back to the open doorway. Heather had reappeared and she looked at all of us guiltily.

"You called him didn't you," I said and she nodded. Then I noticed her spotless clothing. "What the hell?"

"What's wrong," she asked.

"Your jeans and your shirt, they're perfectly clean," I said.

"So," she said.

"That room was full of dusty furniture, how could you have gone through there twice without getting dirty?" 

"Just lucky I guess," she said smiling. Then it struck me, the casket had three locks on it and all of them had been unlocked. What were the odds of that? Now this, something was going on and it revolved around Heather.

"So what did you tell him," I asked and her face darkened.

"Not that it is your business, but I told him the treasure was gone and that it had been gone for years."

"He has been watching the house since our falling out at the chapter house. Don't look so surprised, it is what I would have done. I think it is time we left this tunnel and put this all behind us." 

I turned as Heather closed the secret door that led to the basement. Then I led the four of us down and out of the tunnel. I let Heather close the door and turned to face her.

"I am sorry this didn't work out," I said and saw the shock on her lovely features. "At least you hadn't moved your things in; you can leave now with little complications."

"You aren't going to let me stay, but why. Is it because of calling my uncle? You don't trust me! That phone call was family business and had nothing to do with us." She said her face flushed with anger and resentment.

"You called him and told him about the treasure without my permission."

"I didn't think it was that big of a deal," she said her eyes filling with tears.

"If it wasn't that big of a deal, why did you call him from the other room," I asked and I saw the undeniable guilt there. There was nothing else to say to her so I turned my full attention to Cassie and Fiona. "Let's go, it is time we put this behind us."

Heather touched the hidden trigger for the secret door and it slid back into place. We walked down the damp tunnel and returned to the comfortable confines of the house. Heather's face was a mask of despair and I could see she was trying to figure out some sort of logic to save the day but it was for naught. We closed the other end of the tunnel, walked up the basement stairs and then out the front door. Fiona and Cassie never said a word and watched silently as I walked Heather to her vehicle. 

"I am sorry Steve," she said her face streaked with silent tears. 

"I know you are, but this is the end," I said opening the driver's side door for her. "Tell your uncle that this is a done deal. He is not to take any further action or else I will retaliate and he won't like how things go for him or for your family." She nodded as she climbed in and buckled up. I couldn't think of anything else to say so I just closed the door and walked over to the sidewalk. I watched her drive off and turned to face the house. To my surprise my elderly neighbor was waving to me from her porch swing. I waved back and she smiled and motioned me over. I was curious and decided to see what she wanted. I walked over, opened her front gate and walked through her garden that lined either side of the walkway. I got a better look at her and she must have been in her middle to late sixties with long silvery gray hair and features that must have been gorgeous in her youth. She had high pronounced cheekbones and bright blue-green eyes. Her smile was wide and generous with bright teeth and a glitter in her eyes. 

"I am so sorry I haven't welcomed you to the neighborhood before this," she said in her sultry voice.

"That's quite alright," I said. "My name is Steven Osborn."

"Melody, Melody Lake," she said patting the seat next to her. "Have a seat Steven; is it alright if I call you Steven?"

"Only if I can call you Melody," I said and she actually blushed. "So what can I do for you?"

"I was wondering," she said. "How much you knew about that house you are in."

"It used to belong to the Van Dekker family that was until the caretakers sold me the place."

"Yes, that is true, but I mean have you heard the stories about the parties that used to go on over there," she asked her eyes widening suddenly.

"No, I can't say that I have," I said and she smiled. "But I am curious to hear what you know."




Click Ch. 08



All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! 

This takes place right after part seven.



The Viridian Spider:

I awoke early the next morning. I was still snuggled up tight with Fiona on the couch. I sat up very slowly so as not to wake my poor sister. She had already been through so much and she needed all the rest she could get. I looked around and it was still dark outside. I got to my feet without waking Fiona and moved through the silent house on tip toes. I maneuvered easily in the low light of street lights cast through the windows facing the street. I opened the front door and slipped quietly onto the front porch. I walked around to the backyard and savored the sensation of the cool grass between my toes. I looked up at the starry sky and felt a strange sensation, an almost primordial pull. 

"Can't sleep either," Melody Lake my neighbor asked.

"No, that damnable room is making me question whether or not I should lock it up and forget about it," I said.

"I understand, it can be overwhelming," she said as I walked over towards the fence that divided our property.

"How many times have you been in the play room," I asked.

"Oh, I don't know," she said the illusion of youth painted upon her by the star light. "...Perhaps three or four dozen times, but it isn't for everyone."

"It was the loss of control that upsets me," I said and she looked intently at me. "What is it?"

"I've never felt that," she said. "I have let myself go and enjoyed the attention of many men..."

"No, there are these cold tentacles that stroke my back and then it's like I'm a prisoner in my own body. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you."

"Pfft, don't fret young man," she purred. "I have to admit I enjoy having a virile young man living next door."

"If I didn't know better," I said and she just smiled. "You must come by and have a cup of coffee some time."

"I will take you up on your offer," she said. "I think it's time for this old lady to find her bed."

"Pleasant dreams," I said and she actually blushed as she turned to leave.

I walked around the backyard until sunrise. As the night gave way to dawn I stood transfixed at the pure beauty of the blossoming sun. The clouds were set afire with ruby light and I wondered what lay in store for my family and if we had the strength to survive. I would have to go to my father and tell him about his other child and get his take on everything. Would she further tip the balance of power in the non-human community? I wasn't sure I wanted her entangled in the mechanizations of our father. What the hell was I supposed to do? The peace that the dawn had brought had slipped through my fingers. I cursed under my breath and decided my darkened mood needed some purging. I slipped back into the house as quietly as I could, headed up to the second floor and keyed in the pass code to open the security door to the third floor. I climbed the steps and called on Arianna to help me with the research she had done on the artifacts in the library. 

'I have scanned and did my due diligence,' she said as I entered the room.

'So what did you find out,' I asked as I began walking around one of the oaken tables.

'All of the objects are somehow connected to the Order,' she said. 'They come down from the dawn time of your dear brotherhood and tell volumes about how they spread from Egypt to the rest of the world. It's like watching a virus at work; spreading all over the face of the world.'

'Interesting,' I said. 'So is there any useful information I can use?"

'I have a list of some of the oldest bloodlines tied to the Order,' she said. 'I have backtracked to current members.'

'Great,' I said. 'I'll know who to kiss up to and who to avoid.'

'I am glad I could help Master,' Arianna said. 'Is there anything else I can do Master?'

'As a matter of fact you can,' I said. 'Here is a file for you; I want you to follow the instructions to the letter.' There was a short pause as she looked at the project I had sent her.

'Interesting, I will put this at the top of my list. I should have it done in a few days if that is satisfactory.'

'Perfect,' I said.

I heard one of the bedroom doors open below me and knew that Cassie was up and about. I guess it was time to fix a pot of coffee. I headed downstairs to the kitchen and started the coffee. I looked over at the couch and saw that Fiona was still sleeping soundly, lucky girl. As the coffee percolated I heard the soft foot falls moving down the stairs. Cassie appeared wearing a long t-shirt and a smile. Her hair was tousled and a bit of a mess. I watched her as she stretched out by raising her arms above her head and arching her back. She made l happy little noise and settled back into a natural stance.

"Morning," she said as she took a seat at the table. "How did you sleep?"

"Not bad, how about you," I asked and she smiled.

"After an epic fucking like that, I slept like a baby," she said grinning wickedly. "Are you okay?"

"I am a little disturbed by the effects of the room to be honest," I said. "I do not like losing control.'

"Tell me about it," she said. I poured both of us a cup of coffee and sat down.

"It feels like I am being possessed. There are these cold tendrils that touch my spine and then I am a passenger in my own body." She looked distressed by my description of the event in the play room.

"That is not a typical reaction to the room. I fear something else is going on. Let me do some research and see what I can find out."

"I would appreciate the help," I said. I took a sip of coffee and was pleasantly surprised at the rich flavor. "Good coffee."

"I am glad you like, I got ahold of some Brazilian bean. A cousin of mine buys bean for some of the bigger restaurants on the west coast. He didn't mind sending me some primo stuff for my consumption."

"If they need something in return, oh I can see that you already promised them something," I said.

"Yeah, two nights in the play room," she said. "I hope you don't mind. I got a hundred pounds of the bean in return."

"I don't mind, just give me a heads up when they are in town and I will make myself scarce," I said. "I don't want to be in the way."

"Coffee," Fiona asked as she stumbled into the kitchen. I got up and poured her a cup. She fixed it with creamer and a little sugar. "MMMMMM, an oral god send..."

"So, now that Fiona is up, can you tell us what really happened with the tunnel," Cassie asked.

"I thought you might have forgotten about that," I said but they both shook their heads. "The treasure that Heather was expecting has been silently secured at Iron Heart. Arianna used hover sleds and a drop ship to move it during the cover of night."

"Should I even ask how much it is worth," Fiona said.

"I haven't even asked her, but I suspect it is well into the millions," I said. "But I am more concerned with who put it there and why."

"Why would they sell the house if there was such a treasure below it," Cassie asked.

"Exactly, that is what I want to know. I also want to know if this has anything to do with the Tar Nashada. Who wants waffles?" The girl's faces lit up and I just smiled and began fixing the batter. 

I didn't want to dwell on things that had no immediate answers. Besides I was starved after what Cassie had called an epic fuck. Fiona fished out the waffle iron while Cassie helped me with the batter itself. It wasn't terribly long before the smell of cooking waffles filled the air. I fed the girls first and they proved to have a healthy appetite. It wasn't until they were full that I took care of myself. Then I was the one sitting down and they were cooking for me, pouring the syrup and covering the waffles in a light shower of powdered sugar. I was hungry enough to polish off the rest of the waffle batter. After breakfast we tidied up the house and did some much needed laundry. Besides tomorrow was the first day of school for all of us and my first work day for Numenor Technology. 

I hung out the sheets on the clothes line in the back yard while the girls showered together. I was tempted to join them but I needed a break after the night before. I finished hanging the sheets when I heard a soft singing coming from my neighbor's backyard. I set down the laundry basket and turned to investigate. I saw the hint of movement from behind a tall rose bush. The girl was on her hands and knees working in a flower bed. I walked towards the fence line and saw her clearly for the first time. She had long black hair below the wide brimmed straw hat she was wearing. The brightly colored sundress she wore contrasted her dusky sun kissed skin. My shadow fell over her as I leaned against the fence.

"You must be Steven," she said over her shoulder. "My grandmother told me all about you."

"Lies," I said. "I really am a nice guy." She sat up and looked over her shoulder at me. I actually gasped when I saw her beautiful face. She was absolutely stunning! Her face was heart shaped with upward swept almond shaped eyes much like her grandmother. She had high cheek bones, an elegant nose and full kissable lips. But it was the bright blue eyes that bored into me without mercy. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare."

"Oh that's alright, I get that all the time," she said wiping the sweat from her brow. "But I have to admit I can see why she likes you so much. You are pretty easy on the eyes yourself."

"Can I get you a bottle of water," I asked as she licked her sensuous lips.

"That would be nice," she said as she got to her feet. "Um, can I come over for it?"

"Yeah, that would be great," I said feeling excited about getting closer to her. I bet she smelled like turned earth, sweat and rose petals. I walked with her and opened the gate that led into my backyard. That's when I noticed she was barefoot and her long legs were perfectly formed and reminded me of a gymnast or dancer.

"You are staring again," she said smiling. "You like my legs?"

"Yeah, do you dance," I asked and she nodded. She took my arm and pressed her body against mine. I could feel my cock harden at her close proximity. We reached the back porch and she hesitated at the back door.

"I don't want to get your floor dirty," she said.

"I'll get you a wash cloth, a towel and that bottle of water." She stood there patiently as I got the items and returned. I handed her the water bottle and while she sipped from it I knelt down and washed her feet. When I looked up I could see under her dress at the pale white panties beneath. She did smell like all of those things and more. I could smell her heat and I knew she was as attracted to me as I was to her.

"You are a naughty boy," she whispered. "...Looking up a woman's dress like that." She said and paused for a long moment before she continued. "Like the view, hmm?"

"Yes, I like the view," I said as I moved to her left foot. She just looked down and smiled.

"I almost didn't wear any underwear," she said. "But that would have been too forward don't you think."

"I think in the long run it isn't going to matter," I said my mouth going dry and my cock hardening even more. Again she just smiled and then after a minute she nodded.

"Morwen, Morwen Carpenter," she said. "If we are going to be so close you should at least know my name."

"All done, ready for a tour of the place," I said and she smiled. I stood up and she took my arm again. I led her around the first floor and she looked around and touched some of the furniture with what was almost affection. "Have you been in this house before?"

"I was just a kid, but it was only once but some of the furniture I do remember," she said. I took her upstairs and showed her the master bedroom. We could hear Fiona and Cassie in the shower. Their giggles and soft moans filled the air. "It seems like you already have feminine companionship. I think I am intruding."

"No, I would really like to get to know you better," I said.

"You just want to fuck me," she said purring in my ear. "It's okay; I want to have you bend me over one of these fine antiques and pound me good. But I want you all to myself when that happens."

"Damn, you do speak your mind," I said swallowing hard. Just then the sound of running water ended and the girls were exiting.

"I have to go," she said as she sniffed the air. "Come find me when we can have this place to ourselves." The she let go, headed down the stairs and disappeared. A little bit later I heard the back door open and close. Cassie and Fiona appeared with towels in hand and wet bodies needing to be dried off. Then something odd happened; Cassie sniffed the air just as Morwen had and she looked at me with narrowed eyes.

"Have we had a guest," Cassie asked and I nodded. "She wants you all to herself doesn't she?"

"Yeah, how the hell did you know that," I asked even as Cassie handed me her towel and turned her back to me.

"Dry my back will you," she purred. "There is something you need to know about my people, they don't hunt in packs."

"She was Isani," I asked the other nodded. I dried her back from top to bottom. Then I stood up as Cassie turned to face me. I looked at her and saw the resemblance between her and Morwen. There was a distinct similarity between the two and I knew they were of the same race. Did that make Melody an Isani too? "She said her name was Morwen Carpenter, do you know her?"

"Morwen," Cassie said trying out the name. "No, but my people often take on elemental names such as pond, forest, hill and the like."

"Her grandmother's name is pond," I said and that struck a chord with Cassie.

"Be careful Steve," she said. "There is a powerful and ancient Isani who uses that name."

"She is ancient, that is for sure, she must be in her eighties," I said.

"Don't be fooled," she said in a harsh tone. "Appearances can be deceiving and my people don't age the same as humans. I can say no more."

"I will be careful," I said. Then I turned to my sister and dried her back for her. Then I was looking at the towel and I was wondering when I became their bitch. Oh yeah it all started with Morwen and her muddy feet. I finished her back and gave her a swat on the ass for good measure. 

"You look upset," Fiona said. "What's the matter?"

"I feel like I am losing control outside the play room," I said. 

"We are here to help," Cassie said.

"All you have to do is ask," Fiona said.

"Thanks," I said even as that drowning feeling grew inside of me.

We finished our chores and were ready for our first day of college. We were all excited and yet there was the lingering feeling souring the moment. It wasn't the proverbial white elephant in the room; instead it was the static in the back of my head that wouldn't quite go away. I watched the girls get ready for bed since classes start bright and early but I knew I was hours away from sleep. I went up to the study on the second floor and took some solace on the misery of the long dead. I skimmed the diaries of the Van Dekker clan and the thing that followed them back from St. Louis. It was described as ancient and powerful and capable of terrible things. But the authors never gave a physical description of this elusive being. It crept into their lives over several generations and once it had latched on it drained them like some parasite. Was that going to happen to me and mine? I looked out the circular window and saw that it was pitch black outside. I stood up and stretched.

'It is two in the morning,' Arianna chimed in. 'Shouldn't you be going to bed soon?'

'Yeah, I guess you're right,' I said. Then the sound of a car door came to my ears; this was followed by giggles and sounds of laughter. I knew I should have just gone to bed, but I didn't. I knew I should have ignored the lure of that laughter, but I didn't. I slipped down the stairs and out the back door. I looked up at the stars but the compulsion I had felt was gone now. The pull came from the neighbor's house and it was irresistible. I saw the light was on and my feet moved forward. Before I knew what was going on I was standing at the large bay window. I was looking in at the four of them. It was Morwen and three men, but not just men identical triplets. How the hell had she pulled that one off? She was in the middle and they were circling around her removing her clothes. As I watched her clothing seemed to melt away. Then the brothers were hurriedly disrobing and I saw they were obscenely aroused by her beauty. Morwen whispered and cooed at them as she dropped to her knees. She took two of the brothers in hand and the third between her lips. She was stroking in perfect unison as the other brother fucked her face. Her form was perfect and like Cassie or Brenda I couldn't find a single flaw in her beauty. At some unseen signal the brothers switched places. They did this until each of them had a turn in her mouth. Then they took control and had their way with her. One brother lay down and Morwen impaled herself on his raging erection. The second brother trapped his cock between her ample tits. While the last brother returned his dick to her greedy little throat. I watched helpless as they took their pleasure from her. It should have been me and yet I stood back and watched as they fucked her silly. It was like some living sculpture with erotic pieces moving over and around her. She urged them on at just the right moment as they pounded her pussy and throat. I wanted to take out my cock and stroke one off but then I would be as pathetic as they were. I grit my teeth as the first brother shot his load inside of her. His place inside of her was replaced moments later. Then it was only two of them defiling her. That was it; that was the thing that irked me to no end. She was being defiled moment by moment. I stared at her the faces she was making as they fucked her without mercy. I watched the cock slide in and out of her. Then I looked up and saw the matching cock punish her lips and throat. God but I wanted to be in there with her, alone. The three of them couldn't compete with what I was capable of doing to her, fucking amateurs! I watched as her body shook as she came but they continued without slowing. The second brother came a minute later shooting a second load inside of her. He pulled out and the third brother pulled out of her mouth, rolled her onto her belly and slowly slid his dick into her puckered little asshole. I could hear her cries but they weren't of protest they were of encouragement. I could see the head of his cock as it slid into her ass. Then he was thrusting into her with long slow movements of his hips. The other two were standing over her now with hands on their cocks slowly stroking off. While their brother violated her ass they were going to shower her skin with a covering of their cum. The third brother was crying out about how tight her ass was and they others were stroking faster now. It was like a train wreck and I couldn't take my eyes off of them. With a blood curdling scream the third brother yanked his cock from her ass and shot his load all over her ass and lower back. The other two were seconds behind their brother and pasted her hair and upper back. 

Morwen rolled over and sat up. She said something with a sweet smile on her face. Whatever it was that she had told them the triplets got dressed and headed for the front of the house where the limo was waiting. It wasn't until they were gone that she looked up and locked eyes with me. She got to her feet and headed for the back of the house. I followed but stopped on the way. I was waiting for her when she approached the fence line. I held up the hose I had stopped to get and without any word of warning squeezed the lever and began washing the cum off of her. She let out a small cry of alarm as the ice cold water hit her. Then she turned around and let me wash off her back where the majority of the fluid was clinging. Finally she bent over for me and let me flush her ass and pussy free of the violating cum. She even pulled her ass cheeks apart for me to make sure I didn't miss a spot.




Click Ch. 08



"Like the view," she purred. "Did you enjoy the show, it was all for you."

"No," I said and released the level of the hose and let it drop to the ground. I turned to leave when she called out to me.

"We belong together," she said.

"Tell that to the triplets," I said and left her standing there. She never said a word I just listened to her wet foot falls fade into the distance.

I felt better actually. I went inside, climbed up the stairs to my bedroom and found two sleeping beauties waiting for me. I stripped down and climbed into the space they had left for me. I pulled the covers up and they snuggled up next to me as I closed my eyes. As I drifted off to sleep an image of a naked Morwen slipped in and occupied my dreams for what was left of the night, damn woman!

I woke later that morning to find Fiona's lips wrapped around my cock. She was working it good as Cassie watched intently. Then Fiona raised her hand and Cassie slapped it and took my sister's place. The Isani loved to suck dick and it was apparent in that moment she was on a mission. I watched her deep-throat me with a hunger that was amazing to see. I bit my lip and looked over at Fiona who was licking her lips eager for the next stage in operation wake up Steve. Cassie didn't rush her turn at my cock she didn't rush it one single second. Another high five later and Fiona was lowering her pussy to my cock. We both let out a long low moan as she impaled herself. 

"So damn hard this morning," she moaned as she began to ride me.

"Someone was having naughty dreams all last night," Cassie said as fingered her pussy.

"How did you know," I asked as Fiona squeezed my cock with her pussy.

"You are under the spell of the Tar Nashada," she said with a concerned look.

"What can I do," I asked as I grabbed sis by her hips and began thrusting up into her.

"It is dangerous, but I can break her hold on you," she said as Fiona's moans got louder and louder.

"I don't care how dangerous it is, I hate this feeling of losing control," I said as I pounded the hell out of my sister. "Are you alright Fiona?"

"UH HUH," she cried out as she came. "Oh shit!" I pulled her down and held on as her body shuddered above me. Fiona folded her body over mine for a long minute before she got up and gave Cassie her shot at me. But Cassie was on her hands and knees awaiting my hard cock. I gladly got up and moved behind her. I pressed my cock between her lips and shoved slowly in one long movement of my hips. Then we were off, when I pushed forward she slammed her hips backward. This was nothing short of a grudge fuck. 

"I'll start our shower," Fiona said. "I'll see you two in there."

Fiona got up as the pace went from sensual to frantic. The slapping sound of our bodies filled my senses and I took out my hunger for Morwen with Cassie's body. I think she knew and didn't care as long as she was on the receiving end of things. She urged me on with subtle hints, looks and sounds. I doubled the efforts to make that bitch scream and scream she did. Cassie's body was in the deepest throws of her orgasm and I never relented. I continued to hammer her pussy as hard and fast as I could. I had to give Cassie credit she never begged or pleaded she just lowered her head and took it like a champ. When my cock swelled up inside of her she did let out a little squeal of delight. Then I thrust harder and harder until my climax was seconds away. Then right on time she began squeezing her pussy around me and I came harder than I could remember in a long time. I fell on top of her and caught my breath.

"We need to show her that you belong to me," Cassie whispered. "It is against the Old Ways to steal prey from another of our own kind."

"How the hell do we do that," I asked my knees still quivering.

"By doing this," she said taking my hand and pressing a ring onto my pinkie finger.

"Okay, now what," I asked.

"Now, you and I technically bonded," she said in a low voice. I didn't respond I only pulled her closer. How do you thank someone that might have just saved your life?

We lay there for a minute or so and then reluctantly we joined Fiona in the shower. There was some cuddling and kissing but the rest would have to wait until after classes. We were already cutting it close. We finished our shower, dried off and split up as we headed to our buildings on campus. I put Arianna on watch and had her lock the house down. All of my classes were in walking distance so I leisurely made my way to the math building. As I walking I looked at the ring that Cassie had given me. It was platinum band crafted in an intricate woven knot design topped off with a cunningly cut green stone. I wondered if there was any significance to the design. I returned my attention to my surroundings and enjoyed the glorious weather on this bright sunny day. 

The campus was laid out in a wheel pattern with sidewalks radiating out from the central building, the administration hall. The math building was north and west of the center of the campus. I had to cross most of the campus to get there but I didn't mind. The three story stone building had that Colonial look and feel to it. I liked it. I made my way to the second floor and the advanced mathematics lab. I walked in and half the seats were already taken. The students were older by a few years and looked at me as I stepped in. There were murmurs of 'it's him' and 'I don't believe it'. I picked a spot and sat down. I was taking out my text book from my backpack when a guy in his early twenties sat down next to me and started asking questions.

"It's really you isn't it," he asked. "You are Steve Osborn. You wrote that formula about Zero Point Energy didn't you?"

"Yeah, that's me," I said and he turned around to the rest of the class.

"It's him," he said grinning like an idiot.

By the time the professor walked into the classroom there was a small crowd around my seat. The older man walked to his desk, set down his briefcase and cleared his throat. The class took its seat and only then did the teacher get a good look at me. He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it. He thought over something and then launched into his revised speech.

"I was going to welcome all of you with my traditional speech that I have used for over a dozen years but today is not the day for that. I want each and every one of you to know that today is about new beginnings and great possibilities. You are in this class because each of you earned your spot. Those of you who do well will have a bright future in physics, engineering or a myriad of other paths. So I look forward to not only instructing you but also working alongside and helping shape your futures. That said let's begin shall we."

I couldn't help but smile at the older man's speech. He had that look of someone's grandfather with his silver white hair and wrinkled landscape that was his facial features. But his eyes still shone bright and he moved with the energy of a many decades younger. You could tell from the first moment that he loved what he was doing. He wanted to be a part of his student's lives and help them achieve greatness. I liked him immediately. The class was interesting, fast paced and before the end of the session I was looking forward to the next class. The hour ended and we all got up to leave when I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was the professor.

"Can we talk," he asked.

"Sure," I said. "I have plenty of time until my next class." The older man waited until the classroom was empty before he spoke.

"I have seen your formula," he said smiling. "It is nothing short of life changing. Why are you here Steven?"

"To earn my degree so I can land a great job," I said.

"I understand that you are working part time for Nick Shaw," he said. "He was asking around the administration building about you."

"Yeah, I wanted the experience while I worked on my degree," I said. "Is something wrong?"

"You deserve to be here for sure, however, I think you may be wasting your time here when you could be advancing your career by working full time for Mr. Shaw. I hope you don't think I am meddling."

"No, the minute you stood up in front of the class I knew you cared about each and every one of us. You want what is best for us. I just don't want to disappoint my mom by passing up the chance to get my degree is all."

"Understandable, but what would say if I talked to the Chancellor of the college about giving you an honorary degree. That way you could get the best of both worlds."

"You would do that for me," I said and he nodded. 

"I see potential in you, great potential," he said. "You working at Numenor Technology will benefit so many people. I am willing to stand up for you if you want that degree so badly."

"I don't know what to say," I stammered.

"Give me a day or so to speak with the Chancellor," he said grinning. "If he turns down my suggestion then no harm is done. But if he agrees then you agree to come back at some point and speak before the math department and the assembled students. What do you say?"

"I say you have a deal," I said smiling back. We shook hands and I got my things together and headed off to my next class.

I was on cloud nine. A perfect stranger was going to stick his neck out for me just to better my life. I knew I wasn't going to disappoint him or Nick. The next three classes went without incident and I found the other instructors to be competent and expecting much from their students. I loved a challenge and this was the prime environment for me. I was finally being pushed to do my best and I planned on exceeding my teacher's expectations. Cassie, Fiona and I met for lunch back at the house. I was bouncing off the walls to tell them the great news. As I fixed our meal they could tell something was up.

"Somebody is in a good mood," Cassie said.

"Yeah and I don't think it has anything to do with sex," Fiona said. "Okay let's hear it." I took in a deep breath and then told them all about what my math professor had told me. They were all smiles and hugs and thrilled for me. I used the spatula and set a grilled cheese sandwich on each of their plates. Then I started another pair as we talked about me working full time for Nick Shaw. I wondered if I should say anything to Nick about it or not. I decided to keep it to myself until I heard back from the Chancellor's office. As the girl's ate I flipped my two sandwiches and pondered what sort of work I would be doing at Numenor. My excitement just built from there as I sat down with the girls once the sandwiches were done. It was during my hand gestures while I was talking that Fiona noticed the ring on my pinkie.

"That's new," Fiona said as she took my hand in hers.

"Actually it's old," Cassie said. "It is a legacy piece that belongs to my family."

"What's the significance," Fiona asked.

"Steve is under my family's protection," she said in explanation.

"Why does he need protection," Fiona asked and then the lights went on. "Morwen, it's that bitch from next door isn't it?"

"Yeah," I said. "I felt like I was losing control around her. I don't know how else to explain it."

"Thank you," Fiona said to Cassie who just smiled.

"It is the least I could do," Cassie said at last. 

"Well I have to head out, I will catch up with you after work," I said and gave them each a kiss as I headed out the door.

I was straddling the Ducati when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Hello Steve," Morwen said. My shoulders drooped as I turned to look over my shoulder.

"Morwen," I said coolly.

"What have I done to earn such a chilly reception?"

"Identical triplets," I said. "But what you do in your home is your own affair. It is none of my concern."

"Where did you get that," she said in a low voice.

"You mean the ring," I asked and she nodded slowly. "It was a gift from a dear friend."

"Someone has overstepped their bounds," she said. "I thought we had a connection."

"Had is the optimum word," I said as I started the motorcycle. "I didn't like the feeling when I was around you; the loss of control was worrying me, a lot."

"You are afraid of me," she asked.

"I have read the chronicles of House Van Dekker," I said. "I have ample reason to fear you Tar Nashada."

"This isn't over," she said as I gave the Ducati gas.

"Yes it is," I said and drove off.

The further away I got from her, the better I felt. I brought Arianna up and had her do an in depth background check on my neighbor. She was eager to protect me and would do her very best in finding out everything she could about Melody Lake. I pushed the mental cloud from my thoughts and enjoyed the ride. The drive to Numenor took almost forty five minutes and I got there with time to spare. I parked in the lot on the side and was met halfway to the door by a stunning redhead. She was all smiles and shook my hand while she greeted me.

"Welcome to Numenor Technology Mr. Osborn," she said. "I am Katarina Shaw, but you can call me Kat."

"Then you must call me Steve," I said.

"Okay Steve," she said as she led me into the building. "I have read most of the blogs about your formula; you are quite famous in that little subculture. We are lucky to have landed you."

"I feel lucky to be working for your company," I said as I stole a glance at her round ass. Damn, you could bounce a quarter off of it!

"Do you have a preference," she asked. "Nick asked me to make you feel at home so I figured after the grand tour you could tell where you feel most comfortable."

"Lead the way," I said. "I am very curious to see what all you do here."

I got the grand tour and it was nothing short of amazing. It didn't meet the massive complex that was Iron Heart but for a human run company it was cutting edge. The majority of the space was utilized in building and manufacturing their main product. But the back portion of the building was delegated to research and development. There were dozens of Artificial Intelligences involved with their human counterparts working on the next generation of Numenor Tech. We ended the tour in her office and we sat opposite each other as we took up our conversation where it left off. 

"So Steve, where do you think is your best fit," she asked. My first thought was purely sexual then I took my time and thought it over.

"I would love to work in R&D," I said and she smiled as if she already knew.

"I had a feeling that would be your answer," she said. "I just need your signature on some forms and we can get you started. One of them is a confidential agreement, what we do here is highly sensitive."

"I understand completely," I said. I leaned forward and signed the forms. I could make out her scent and it was intoxicating. Kat leaned in closer and eyed my right hand while I eyed her cleavage.

"What a lovely ring," she said.

"Oh this, that was a gift from a friend of mine," I said. She seemed to fidget for a long moment and then smiled and continued our conversation.

"We are having a little get together after work tonight," she said. "It would be a great chance to meet your coworkers."

"Will you be there," I asked and she nodded. "Great, I look forward to it." Kat blushed and bit her lip. I read this as she was as attracted to me as I was to her. Once the papers were signed she got up and went to a standing metal cabinet and opened it. She took out a small black case out of the cabinet and set it on the top of her desk.

"Nick wanted you to run this through its paces," Kat said licking her lips now. She opened the case, turned it around and showed me its contents. There was what looked like a watch and a contact lens case. "These are cutting edge product we are developing. He needs you to push it to its limits, can you do that?"

"Would that impress you, I mean you are my boss after all," I said and she nodded. "Good, tell me how it works and I will work it like no one's business."

"I bet you will," she said as she began showing me how it worked. She was almost in my lap when she helped me put the contact lenses in. Then she took my hand and slipped the watch onto my left wrist. She turned on the watch and it triggered the heads up display from the contact lenses. It took me about twenty minutes to get the basics of the drop down menu from the watch interface. I could access the net, phone, and any Wi-Fi network. It was nothing short of brilliant. As I ran the menu from one end to the other I caught Kat's mannerisms as she watched me. I thought she was going to jump me at any minute.

"I got the basics," I said. "Is there anything else you need from me?"

"Yes, but it will have to wait until after office hours," she purred. I think she was done with the pretense of hiding how we felt. 

"I look forward to the next time we see each other," I said. Kat smiled and we stood up as she took me back to the rear of the building. She told the gentleman in charge that I was his brand new employee. We were all smiles and handshakes as I started my career with Numenor Technology. I was given a more in depth tour of the labs and resources available to the R&D department. There were some amazing minds working in my department. I was a little lost at first but they made me feel at home right away. I was stunned at the family feeling as everyone worked with everyone else. This was truly a group effort to get things accomplished. I looked at all the things they were working on and found my niche right away. Nick was working on a defense program to help keep his desalinization plants safe. They were working on a prototype for an all-terrain robot that could patrol the water pipeline. I kept thinking this was going to be like something out of a video game only better. I looked at the work they had already developed and pondered how I could help. They were thinking straight on metallic chassis with high tech micro switches to give it fluid movement. On top of the whole thing would be alloy armor and active camouflage. But the moment I thought about movement I was thinking organic. I went to my work station and fired up the A.I. in my watch. The avatar was a stunning female wizard dressed in form fitting robes. She held an intricately crafted staff of office. She introduced herself as Yazmin and was eager to work with me. 

"I need you to run a search for artificial organic organs, muscles and the like," I said.

"Yes Steven," she said and disappeared. Arianna accessed the lenses and appeared to me for the first time. She was the epitome of every woman I had ever found attractive. Somebody had been keeping track and did a perfect job with an amazing amalgamation. I complemented her on her avatar and she blushed. She told me she already had a project in the works that covered artificial cell construction. I asked her why she even had that on the burner and she told me it was about my transformation from DNA to XNA. She had secretly taken skin and blood samples from me so she could reproduce a silicon based life form. The end game of the project was a physical avatar for her. When I asked her how far she had gotten I was surprised at how close she was to completing the project. While she showed me the lab and its artificial womb I smiled and decided to use her research for my proposition for Nick's security force. I told her to move that project up the priority level. I wanted her to have her avatar as well as using a simpler technology for myself. I began my work and began researching the shape and form of my prototype. I decided on a big cat, I wanted to use the best of each species. So I imported all sorts of biological files on the cats and merged them into a perfect killing machine. There was a tap on my shoulder and it was Kat.

"Time's up," she said. "So how was your first day?" I moved away from my work station and she took a look. "Holy shit, Nick is going to love this! I may have to talk you into working full time. This is amazing stuff."




Click Ch. 08



"Thanks," I said fighting the urge to kiss her. "I am starved..."

"Well let's get going and get some food in your belly."

I texted the girls and told them I was going to be late. Fiona texted me back that a letter had been hand delivered from the Chancellor's office. They hadn't opened it but it seemed like good news. My mood just got better and better after that. We all drove to a nearby diner where the food was good and cheap. We pushed a couple of tables together and took over half the place. Kat sat a few spots away and I knew she didn't want to show favoritism to the new guy. I was surprised at the amount of shop talk that was being openly discussed. Kat saw my look and smiled as she explained that Numenor owned the diner and all the workers had signed their own confidentiality contracts. I was introduced to everyone around the table and they were all wide eyed when they recognized my name. Then they were asking me how my first day went and I shared the idea for my prototype. Jaws dropped around the table and they admired my gumption to take on so difficult a project. But I was green lighted to continue on with my research. Even if it never worked out the possibilities of sub projects were too attractive to turn down. Then I took out my phone and decided to seal the deal with Kat. I took photos of everyone around the table but she was the only one I ensnared. I wanted her badly and didn't want the chance of her keeping me at arm's length just because we were coworkers. Of course everyone was staring at the transparent phone with envy. I told them that my uncle had built it. But I would talk to him about selling the rights to the transparent titanium. 

The gathering broke up around eight o'clock with a few stragglers. Kat and I left together and walked around the neighborhood. She offered me her hand and I took it. We talked shop for a little bit when she suddenly fell silent. I could feel the sexual tension rise suddenly. I looked around to see if we were being watched or followed. Then I leaned towards her and she met me halfway. The kiss was intense and took my breath away. Then we were looking for a quiet place to continue our love play. Kat tugged me into a narrow alley and slid her arms around my neck. The kiss was continued as her back hit the brick wall of the nearby building. As the kiss intensified I heard the low rumble of thunder off in the distance.

"I love sex in the rain," she whispered in my ear. "...Don't you?" She began to undress and I followed suit. Once we were naked I pulled her to me and we kissed once more as our hands explored over each other's bodies. She had an amazing figure and as I caressed her she parted her legs so she could trap my cock just below her pussy. Kat rocked her hips slowly massaging my cock with her pussy and thighs. I was panting in her ear as the first heavy rain drops fell from the sky. Then a moment later there was a fierce torrent of rainfall pounding our bodies. Lightning flashed in the sky as she lifted one of her legs over my shoulder. She took my cock in her hand and guided me up and into her soaked sex. Her cry was drowned out as the thunder followed its brother lightning. I thrust up into her and she chewed my lip with her teeth. We kissed as my cock pummeled her insides. At any moment someone could drive by and catch us but we were beyond caring. I fucked her hard but slowly savoring the feel of her pussy around me. 

"Damn I needed this," I whispered in her ear.

"Me too," she moaned back. "Fuck me lover... make me cum..."

"Take that and that," I said as I slammed my hips into her.

Another cry escaped her lips but thunder was nowhere near to drown her out. Her moans were music to my ears and I wanted nothing more than to feel her body shake in complete rapture. I grabbed her by her hips and pinned her to the wall. Her legs wrapped around me and our coupling became all the more intense. I pounded her faster now as my desire for her grew by the moment. I felt her teeth on my neck as her own desire was peaking. The wind picked up as the rain continued to pelt us. I could make out the slapping sound of our bodies as the first hint of my climax hit me. As my cock swelled up inside of her Kat's back arched as she came. Her nails dug into my flesh and her teeth broke the skin. I slowed but I couldn't stop. The feel of her around me was too intense for me to do anything but continue and take my pleasure from her. 

"I can feel your cock growing inside of me," Kat moaned from her blood stained lips. "I want to feel you shoot inside of me. Come on lover make me yours..." Then she was licking the small wound on my neck as I hammered her as hard as I could. Each thrust of my hips was rewarded with a cry from Kat. When I was on the edge of release she squeezed her pussy as tight as she could. A few thrusts later I was impaling her to her core as I came. I cried out as I shot my load inside of her. I lowered her legs to the ground and she held me close. "Oh my god you're still hard!"

I eased out of her and Kat turned around offering me to take her from behind. I felt the rush of desire fill me up and so I took my cock in hand and teased her with the tip. I heard her groan in protest and look over her shoulder. Her face was a mask of raw hunger. 

"Are you going to make me beg for it," she asked and I nodded slowly as the tip slid inside of her. "Okay, I am begging, give it to me!"

"Here... it... comes..." I said as I slid the entire length into her in one long motion. She howled as my cock filled her and stretched her to capacity. Then I dug my fingers into her flesh for leverage and moved slowly. I blinked back the rain as it filled my vision and moved slowly now. I had to savor this time together. It had happened so perfectly and I didn't want to waste it. I grabbed her by the hips and began to thrust more urgently now. The lightning flashed and I caught a clear sight of her as she began thrusting her body against mine. I could see the wicked gleam in her eyes as she thrust backward. She wanted this as much as I did, perhaps even more. I thrust hard and fast now as the wind, rain and lightning twisted themselves into a full blown storm. 

Kat screams filled the air as she came for me. I watched her intently as her mane of wet hair swung with the movements of our bodies. I let go with my right hand, drew it back and slapped her ass as hard as I could. The next orgasm of hers was right behind that swat. Her pussy gripped me like a fucking fist. 

"Again," she howled. "Hit me again..." I cupped my hand and followed through and it rang out like a gun shot. Another orgasm hit her hard enough to take her breath away. Each slap was followed by the dick loving squeeze from her pussy. Each swat was followed by that haunting word 'again'. As my cock swelled inside of her she was panting and wheezing as she tried to keep her feet beneath her. So to help her out I picked her up by her hips and lifted Kat off of her feet. My cock was driven deep into her and she wailed as I lifted and dropped her onto my erection. I was surprised by how light she was and I manipulated her quite easily despite how slick her body was. I lifted her up and as she dropped I rammed my hips upward. 

"Oh god your pussy is so damn tight," I moaned in her ear. She was beyond words at this point and could only make guttural noises as I took my pleasure from her. My orgasm was moments away and she encouraged me to fill her pussy over and over again. I felt like her personal stud and she my mistress. Then there was one last drop of her body and we were both crying out as I shot my last load into her depths. I lowered her feet to the floor and eased slowly out of her. I placed my back to the bricks of the building and tried to catch my breath. Kat seized the moment to drop to her knees and licked my cock clean. She brushed my semi hard dick against her cheek and kissed the head lovingly. She stood up and pressed her body to mine.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear. I held her as the cold rain began to take its toll from her. She was shivering and I was afraid she was going to get sick. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her away.

"Where do you want me to take you," I asked.

"Back to the factory," she said. I bent my knees and she dutifully gathered up our clothes. I carried her the entire distance and she guided me to a private side entrance. Her palm on a scanner opened the heavy metal door and I carried her inside as the door closed behind us. There were showers, towels and scrubs for us to wear. Apparently this was the entrance that the workers who worked in the clean room used. It was nice to be dry and in warm clothing.

"You alright," I asked but her kiss was the only answer I got. "I'll take that as a yes."

"I need to get to bed; I have a very early day tomorrow but uh..."

"I want a repeat of tonight too," I said and she nodded vigorously. One last kiss and we parted company.

I opened the metallic door and stepped out into a clear quiet night. Where did the storm go? The sidewalk and street gleamed with the new fallen rain. I reached the Ducati and I knew it was going to be a slow ride home. I climbed aboard and shivered when my ass hit the wet seat. But it didn't sully my mood as I drove home. I rode with my clothes tucked into a plastic bag stowed in my saddle bags. I arrived at home and was expecting the odd stares from the girls. I opened the front door and found the girls in the living room working on their homework. They looked up and both of them busted out laughing.

"Look what the cat drug in," Fiona said as she giggled.

"There has to be one hell of a story," Cassie added.

"Well, there was this unexpected downpour," I said and they just nodded and smiled.

"And this poor girl in distress," Cassie said sniffing the air. I narrowed my eyes and frowned.

"Did you make love in the rain," Fiona asked. "That is so romantic."

"Maybe," I said and they just laughed louder still. "So where is this letter from the Chancellor?"

"On the table over there," Fiona said pointing. I crossed over to the table and a new round of laughter erupted from the girls when they saw my wet behind. I opened the letter, took it out and unfolded it. I read the contents and couldn't believe my eyes. The girls saw my expression and rose to their feet.

"What is it Steve," Fiona asked.

"Is everything okay," Cassie asked her face a look of worry on her lovely features. I just smiled and handed over the letter to Cassie since she was closer. She read the letter, let out a very unladylike whoop of surprise and handed the letter to Fiona. Fiona read the letter twice before she dropped it and ran into my arms.

"Congratulations," the pair said as they hugged me tightly. I was overwhelmed. I had fully expected to spend the next two years getting my degree but that was not going to happen now. There was going to be a ceremony when they gave me my honorary PHD. In that moment I knew what I had to do. I took Cassie's face in my hands and kissed her lips.

"You saved my life," I said. "I want to reward you. As the head of this household and the owner of this place I am making you the Mistress of the Play Room, or whatever your people call it." Her eyes widened and tears of joy began to fall.

"You don't have to do that," she said. "If you knew what it means."

"If I am right, that would make you the Tar Nashada unless I am greatly mistaken."

"You are so very clever Master," Cassie said. "You do me and my family a great honor. But you also put yourself in great danger."

"I am fine," I said. "Besides I have a plan." I didn't have anything set in concrete but I was inspired. 

"Speaking of fine, how did your first day of work go," Fiona asked.

"Oh my god, they have such a sweet set up," I said. Then I went on about the people and how well I fit in. But I had to leave out any real details due to my confidentiality agreement. Sure I wanted to say more but I couldn't. 

I let the girls get back to their homework and went upstairs and changed into dry street clothes. Then I dropped my wet clothes into the hamper in the bathroom. I texted Arcana Blue and had her set up a meeting with my father at HIPS. I called a cab and left the girls to their work. I worked out my plan during the drive to the club. I stepped out of the cab and noticed the line to get into the club was around the block. I walked to the head of the line and smiled as the bouncer let me through with a smile and a nod. The music was loud and the dance floor was hopping. I made my rounds and found my father in the center of things. He saw me and waved me over. He introduced me to the clan heads he was socializing with. I shook hands and waited for the right moment to ask for a moment of my father's valuable time. We walked over to the council chamber and he closed the double doors behind us. 

"You seemed troubled son," he said. "How can I be of help?"

"Two things," I said. "First of all did you know that Fiona is your child?"

"Of course I did, but I didn't want to trouble her life more than was necessary. You are my eldest child and my heir so there is no reason to bring her into this life. I thought it was what you would want."

"Thank you," I said. "The second thing is this; the house I purchased has a very special room. I have given authority of the room over to an Isani named Cassie..."

"I know who she is and the room in question. I am asking myself why you did that. Does this have something to do with your neighbor?"

"Have you been keeping an eye on me?"

"Of course I have," he said. "As I said before, you are my heir and your security is very important to me."

"So you know my problem with the Tar Nashada," I said. "She has her sights set on me."

"So you took actions to piss her off and set her on the war path," he said. "Politics is definitely not your strong suit. But I understand your concern; she is old and very powerful. How can I be of help?"

"She has been living in that house next to the Van Dekker's for close to two centuries. I needed to take away her claim on me and the household."

"And you want me to back you on this play," he said. "Of course I will. But I want something in return. I have members of the non-human clans who may have need of your services."

"I would be happy to help," I said.

"Excellent," he said making an expression I read for happy. It was hard to read his alien features. The typical humanoid characteristics were utterly absent. "...By the way, the work with the Sidhe and Isani ruins, very cunning. You make me proud."

We returned to the club's main room and I mingled for a little while. Dad waded into the press of bodies and was swarmed by a small group of young females of various races. I guess it runs in the family. I don't know if it was the music or the crowd but I really just wanted to home right then. I stepped out and as luck would have it there was a line of three cabs near the club. I took the first cab in the line and headed home. I had my father's backing in this endeavor and that took a ton of bricks off my chest. For the first time since I talked with my neighbor I feel like my old self. It didn't take long for the taxi to reach its destination. I paid the cabbie and turned around to see Morwen sitting on her porch. I let out a long sigh and decided to get it over with. I walked over to her and she smiled as I got closer. 

"Evening Morwen or should I call you Melody," I said.

"It matters not, I have had so many over the long years," she said as she got to her feet. "Your destiny is tied to mine."

"I am afraid not," I said and her face became serious. "I named Cassie as the lady of the house."

"You wouldn't dare," she snarled her face becoming an angry mask.

"It is a done thing," I said. "I suggest you hunt elsewhere." I accentuated this by showing her the platinum ring on my pinkie. This forced her into a full rage. She actually snarled in my face and moved towards me. I wasn't sure what she had in mind but when she reached out to touch me I caught movement at the corner of my vision. We both turned to see Cassie standing at the bottom of the steps. The look on her face was cold and lethal. The two women locked eyes and neither looked away for a long moment. But it was Morwen who lowered her head and admitted defeat.

"You are no longer welcome in my father's domain," Cassie said coolly. "You will be gone by weeks end and your property is forfeit to the clan." 

"You are responsible for this," Morwen said without making eye contact with me. "This is your doing."

"I warned you," I said. "I showed you the ring."

"You wrought this and brought ruin down on your own head," Cassie said. "Steven, it is time to pay the piper."

"Yes Mistress," I said grateful that this mess was finally done.

I turned my back on Morwen and followed Cassie back to the house. We headed directly to the basement and then onto the play room. Cassie opened the secret door and I followed after. I closed the door behind us and she began to undress. I followed suit and once we were both naked I waited for what she had planned. I never expected what happened. Cassie pursed her lips together and whistled. The seven perfect notes filled the air and that was followed by the sound of grinding stone as a final secret door in the floor was revealed. The floor split open and showed a staircase leading to a sublevel below the basement. Cassie stepped into the gap and disappeared down the stairs. I was right behind her curious to see what lay beyond. The stairs ended in a rectangular doorway that opened into a circular chamber. I gasped at the twin viridian lines of force that crossed at the room's exact center. The Ghost Line nexus was a surprise I never could have anticipated. Cassie stepped into the room's center and beckoned. I walked to stand next to her and caught her faint smile. I looked around at the walls set with the strange stone that seemed to glitter like a full night sky.

"This is the heart of this place," Cassie said at last. "It is here you will be purged of her influence or fail utterly. It is not too late to turn back Master."

"If there were any other way of doing it I would," I said and she grimly nodded. Then I picked up another set of footsteps on the staircase. "Someone is coming."

"She is right on time," She said as Brenda stepped into the silvery green light of the nexus.

"What is she doing here," I asked.

"Relax Steve; I am on your side believe it or not. When Cassie approached me about your situation I jumped at the chance to help."

"Why," I asked and Brenda just smiled.

"It is because of what you did to heal the rift between the clans. You are a hero in many people's eyes, mine among them. This is the least I could do to help." Brenda said smiling wider still.

"I don't understand," I said and Cassie placed a finger to my lips.

"What is about to happen has been set down by our people millennia ago, it cannot happen any other way. Are you ready to begin?"

I just nodded and the pair took positions one on either side of me. Cassie whistled and silver chains dropped from the ceiling and sprouted from the floor, four in all. The chains ended in manacles that were engraved with curious runes. I could read them of course do to the knowledge imparted to me by Yg. They spoke of binding and hindering any being held by them. Cassie placed my wrists in the upper manacles while Brenda attached the ones at my ankles. With a gesture from Cassie the chains constricted and my arms were pulled above my head and my ankles were held fast. 

"You can come down now," Cassie called up the stairs. I heard the bare footsteps as the third and final woman entered the circular chamber. Once there was a clear line of sight I recognized her instantly, it was Morwen.





Click Ch. 09



All characters are 18 years or older. Please feel free to leave a comment and vote. Sorry for the terrible delay.




The Mysterious Monolith:

I awoke from the dream and sat up to get a bearing on my surroundings. I was in my own bed and quite alone. I guess Fiona and Cassie were giving me a break after my ordeal. I shuddered despite the fact that it was over and Melody was long gone. I got up and decided to check up on my sleeping cohorts. The house was silent as I looked in on the two sleeping women. Cassie was flat on her back underneath the covers sleeping soundly. Fiona however was sprawled on top of her blankets in a semi fetal position. As I turned to head back to my room I heard a soft sound from below. I quietly moved down the stairs on bare feet and saw a figure silhouetted by the street lights streaming through the window in the kitchen. She was petite yet quite curvaceous and then I knew by the gentle swish of her tail that it must be Isiz. I hadn't seen her much since her transplantation from her island home. She had been eagerly accepted into the 'near-human' community with open arms. She had taken up a position as a kind of spiritual leader and was quite busy with political and economic dealings.

"I've started a pot of coffee," she said not turning to face me. "I hope you don't mind me letting myself in."

"Not at all," I said as I walked into the kitchen. "I'm sorry we haven't had much time together."

"Part of real life and I am as much to blame as you what with all the duties that have been so long denied my people. I heard about your ordeal that's the main reason for my visit to make sure that you are on the mend."

I stepped up behind her and slid my arms around her waist. She leaned against me even as she ground her ass against my groin. She turned her head and I leaned down and kissed her. The fire was still there and her absence had only stoked it into a raging inferno. She was moving her hips up and down now massaging my cock through my underwear. I was painfully stiff in no time at all. She broke the kiss took my hands and placed them over her breasts.

"Perhaps I should be gentle," I said as I cupped her tits and began to knead them.

"Don't," she said as she ground against me harder. That's all she said just that singular word.

I ripped the silk dress she was wearing in half in a single savage tug even as she reached back and pulled my underwear down and off of me. She turned to face me as I lifted her up and onto the kitchen counter. I knelt down and buried my face between her legs. As I made love to her soaked sex she clamped her hands over her mouth to muffle her cries. It felt like months since I had been with a woman even though it was only days. I lapped and suckled her pussy as she ground her hips against me. The scent of her sex was mingling with that of the freshly brewed coffee. I almost laughed at how keen my senses were and the delight of being with a pretty young thing again. I stood up and she took me in hand and guided between her slick pussy lips. I eased into her slowly and felt her body wrap around me tight, wet and hot. Her eyes grew big and her muffled cries grew louder as I began to move. I rocked my hips forward and back as we made love. But her soft whimpers told me that wasn't what she came here for. So I pulled back and slammed into her as hard as I could. Her delightful yelp of surprise urged me on. I took hold of the counter for leverage and began to hammer her cunt hard and fast now. Each time my cock was buried in her she let out a grunt soft at first but harsher and louder as we continued. She reached down between us and began to tease her clit while I fucked her. There nothing romantic about this no all she wanted was a cock inside of her and I was happy to oblige. The harder I drove my hips forward the more the cabinets shook. If I kept this up I would wake the girls upstairs. I scooped my hands underneath her ass cheeks and lifted her up and off the kitchen counter. She was lighter than I remembered or I had gotten stronger. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I fucked her standing up. I lifted her up and as I lowered her I drove my cock up into her. The grunt became a squeal of delight. She growled in my ear and begged me for more while I urged her to cum for me. By the time Isix climaxed I was hammering her pussy mercilessly. She clung to me tightly as her body shook in pleasure and I held her there impaled completely.

"I love you Master," she said breathlessly in my ear.

"No, you love my cock," I said and she nodded with that coy expression of hers.

"Are you going to shoot inside of me," she asked.

"No, I think I am going to let you suck me off little one," I said.

"Master is kind," she said as I lifted her off of my cock and set her feet on the floor.

She dropped down to her knees, took my cock in her delicate hands and began to stroke me. Our eyes were locked as she lowered her tongue to the tip and began licking it. Then she opened her mouth and let the entire tip slide in as her tongue swirled around it like an ice cream cone. She wrapped her other hand around the shaft now as she double stroked me. Now it was my turn to try and be quiet as she worked on milking one hell of an orgasm from me. She started out slow but soon her hands were moving fast in a kind of cock screw pattern squeezing me as they travelled up and down the shaft. Her mouth was latched onto the tip awaiting the torrent of cum she wanted so badly. I was grunting deep in my chest as I felt my orgasm begin to crest and she sucked the head harder and stroked the shaft faster still. I was panting now and on the edge as she moved her hands faster still. I bit my lip as I came to keep from shouting. Isix kept stroking me until she had retrieved the very last drop from me. I watched her swallow my load and she looked up at me with that school girl expression of 'did I do good'. She stood up and pressed her tits against me and then the rest of her.

"Can we take a walk I have something to tell you," she asked.

"Sure, but you can't go outside like this," I said.

"I will go borrow some clothes from your sister; we are about the same size."

Isix silently stalked up the stairs while I poured two cups of coffee in 'to go' containers. I fixed my coffee to my liking and was sipping it when the Osirin returned wearing Fiona's favorite jeans. Oh hell. The top was also one of my sister's favorites as well. I would take her shopping that should reduce the back lash some. Isix put the lid on her coffee and we headed for the front door. By this time the first hints of dawn her on the horizon. We headed onto the campus of the university and I waited for her to broach whatever subject was bothering her. 

"I've had a vision," she said after a minute of silence. "You are in danger."

"What sort of danger," I asked as we steered towards the central quad of the campus.

"Hooded figure dressed in drab green," she said. "Whoever it is, they mean you nothing but harm."

Then I saw it. It was framed by the rising sun and took my breath away. It was just as I had seen it in my imagination. The monolith was over twenty feet tall, five feet wide and five feet deep. Sunlight sparkled off its mirror bright surface and I had to squint a little at the sudden glare. But it was the gorgeous blue-green stone it was carved from that was really stunning. We raced up to it hand in hand and took in the details of the sculpture close up. There were grooves cut into the thing at odd angles and the grooves were of various shapes, sizes and depths. When the morning wind passed over those grooves the thing sang with a melody of notes ranging all over the scale. 

"What are those," Isix asked pointing to the geometric shapes inside of the stone.

"They are fossils I believe," I said.

'Is Master pleased with my work,' Arianna asked.

'Very pleased,' I said. 'Where did you get this stone from?'

'It is from the depths of the ocean Master,' she said with pride. 'I took samples from many different locations but this stone was by far the prettiest.'

'It is indeed, you have outdone yourself.'

One of the campus security guards walked up and looked as perplexed as any human being could. His mouth was working but nothing came out.

"You okay," I asked and he shook his head.

"I was just here fifteen minutes ago," he said laying his hand on the monolith just to make sure it was real. "How did you do this?"

"I didn't do it, I just happened to notice it and come over to take a closer look."

He was on his radio to his partner in the guard shack. He passed on the word to the Chancellor of the college and then it hit the local news as other students began to show up for class. Soon there was a crowd of people around the thing taking photos and posting them all over the internet. But the honor of the discovery went to me and I was being interviewed by newspapers and the television news. I had just finished my last interview when the queerest sensation ran though my body. I felt faint one second and then fine the next. It coincided with a young girl brushing past me trying to get a better look at the monolith. She was short, around five feet tall and was dressed head to toe in olive green. The hood of her jacket was down but I didn't miss that small little detail. She was the one Isix had warned me about. I took my phone from my back pocket, moved behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked over her shoulder as I snapped the picture. Got you! Her eyes went blank for a second before she smiled up at me.

"I don't photograph well," she said. It could have been her boyish hair cut or her petite build which only added to her androgynous appearance. But it was hard to tell under the baggy jacket and fatigues she was wearing.

"I'm just recording all the faces in the crowd for my blog about this thing."

"So you are the one that discovered it," she asked as she turned to face me.

"Yeah, my friend and I found it. Why don't you come back to my place and have a cup of coffee and we can talk more about it, after you get a better look at it of course."

"I would love to," she said biting her lip. "I don't normally go home with strange men but I trust you somehow."

Isix had made herself scarce. The girl and I walked around the thing a few time before turning to head back to my place. Just then a hand settled onto my shoulder and the Chancellor's secretary reminded me of my appointment later that morning. I smiled, nodded and led the girl back home. We shared introductions and I learned her name was Priya. She was new to Arkham and was applying to the college when she saw the monolith. We reached the house in no time at all and I took her directly to the basement. Isix was waiting for me and had woken up Fiona and Cassie who were also there. I led Priya to the center of the room and ordered her to strip down. As she tossed her clothing in a pile Cassie went through the pockets and found some very unusual items. I watched intently as her body was slowly revealed. Despite her small frame and short stature she was quite curvy. Her tits had to be a C cup at least and her ass was full and rounded. But the thing I noticed most was her muscular definition and the lack of body fat. She wasn't someone who dieted to keep thin, no she worked out on a regular basis as I could see by her short nails and her wear and tear on her hands and feet. Who was this gal? Cassie held that answer when she held up a polished green stone with some sort of arcane design carved into it. I didn't like the look of it one bit and neither did Fiona. 

"She is a hunter," Cassie said. "This is an elder sign and the source of your discomfort. But there are other 'things' in her possession that tells me that she kills not just Old Ones but many non-human species."

"She could be useful," I said. "I don't have time right now to play. I have an appointment with the Chancellor and I have to go to work after that. Why don't you three get her ready for me while I'm gone? Priya be a good little girl and do whatever they want okay."

"Whatever you say, you're the boss," she said with a wicked smile.

"Keep her restrained until I get home," I said not entirely trusting the technology of the camera to keep her submissive.

I showered, shaved and dressed in clothing more appropriate for my meeting with someone as prestigious as a college chancellor. I headed out on foot and arrived at the administration building about five minutes later. There was a much larger crowd around the monolith and I knew it would only get worse as news of it spread. I took the elevator up to the top floor and took a seat in the outer office until the Chancellor was ready for me. I didn't have long to wait when the door opened and a parade of professors filed out. They stopped cold when they saw me and there was an eruption of questions for me. The secretary took me by hand and guided me through the press of bodies into the Chancellor's office. The door shut behind me and I heard the older man laughing.

"Quite the discovery you made," he said. "Quite the mystery as well since I have looked over the security footage."

"You have me at a disadvantage," I said as I took a seat before the large oak desk.

"Here, take a look and tell me what you think," he said as he turned his laptop in my direction. The footage ran and what it showed was nothing short of amazing. The camera panned over the central hub of the campus and then moved to the left edge of that hub. Then when it swung back around there was the monolith without a single sound or hint of how it had been moved.

"Whoa," I said impressed at the way Arianna had placed the stone so dramatically.

"Yeah, beats the hell out of the engineering department. Then there are the geology heads that are stumped over what kind of stone it is carved from. Add onto that all the other peculiar aspects of the thing that defy explanation. I love it! This is going to make Miskatonic a mecca for new students and all the free publicity we can hope for. I want you to be our poster boy, what do you say? I mean after all we are going to have your ceremony in a couple of weeks giving you your doctorate."

"I would love to help anyway I can," I said and he stood up and came over to shake my hand. I stood up and we shook over the deal. My gaze was torn from his to the framed certificates, diplomas and honors this man had achieved and for the first time in a long time I had doubt in my heart. He must have read my expression and looked around the room as he spoke.

"You feel guilty about this doctorate we are awarding you," he said and I nodded. "I will be honest with you I worked hard on every honor you see framed here. However, that does not diminish your god given talent one iota. You have a gift and I know you will use it wisely and have a huge impact on the world. We are simply removing time that would be wasted with you sitting in a classroom is all. Besides I have spoken with the department heads and they want to try and stump you, if you are up to the challenge that is."

"Bring it on," I said.

"That's the spirit," he said smiling. "Tomorrow afternoon they will meet in our largest lecture hall. One by one they will provide a challenge to you and select members of the alumni and privileged guests will be in attendance. I hope you don't get stage fright." I just shook my head and smiled.

I shook his hand one more time and left feeling that I would at least earn my degree in this challenge. I headed off to work and was looking forward to seeing Kat again. I hope she was still in good spirits after my three day absence. It didn't take long to reach the lab. I swiped my security badge and headed for my work station. I wasn't surprised to see Kat waiting for me in the middle of the hall. She had an expression that was a mixture of relief and concern. She walked with me to the rear of the building giving me side glances the entire time. I stopped and turned to face her.

"I'm fine," I said and she let out a sigh of relief. "I don't blame you for what happened. I enjoyed it and you know it."

"I know but..."

"But nothing, I don't get sick that often and it took me by surprise."

"Okay, well I will let you go... oh I will see you tomorrow afternoon at the college. I got your invite."

"Oh, I am glad," I said stunned that the chancellor would invite my boss.

"Nick will be there too, he wouldn't miss it for the world and neither would I."

"Great, I hope you will cheer me on to victory," I said.

"I will reward your victory, that'll give you some incentive," she said with a hungry smile.

We parted ways and I continued on my way to the lab. I was greeted warmly and filled in on the progress they had made on my design suggestions. We spent the evening tweaking some of the finer points and discussing fabrication dates. I spent a full eight hours in the lab after my time off. It felt good to get things accomplished. I had been so busy I had forgotten to eat. I texted Fiona and told her I was on my way home and starved. She replied that everything was ready and waiting.

I pulled into the driveway and had the strangest feeling I was being set up for something. I got out and looked around but the neighborhood was strangely quiet. Though I could see from my vantage point that there were people still milling about the monolith at the heart of the campus. I walked up to the house and was reaching for the door knob when the door opened revealing Cassie dressed to the nines. She wore a crisp white cotton shirt with cufflinks and starched collar. Over that she had on a black vest with gray pin stripes. Hugging those luscious hips of hers was a matching black skirt that was oh so short. To finish off the look her hair was pulled back in a severe ponytail and steel rimmed glasses to add that naughty butler look. I smiled from ear to ear and it took everything she had not to smile back.

"Welcome home Sir," she said as she stepped to one side and let me enter. She closed the door behind me before taking the lead and heading for the kitchen. The lights were dimmed and candles had been placed on the table for the proper mood lighting. She pulled the chair out for me but she had it out too far but I said nothing. I sat down and she went to the oven, bent over and opened it. I could not only see her bare ass but the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. Making sure I got an eyeful she took her sweet time retrieving the platter that she had warming for me. She stood up and placed the platter on the table in front of me. Then she sat sideways on my lap so that she could feed me. Cassie forked over a piece of steak as she ground her ass against me. It felt awkward to have her feeding me but I went along with the situation. I opened my mouth and she deposited the food without incident. As I chewed her hips moved in a slow circle over my hardening cock. After three forkfuls she looked around and realized that she had supposedly forgotten my drink. She got up and went to the fridge and retrieved a chilled bottle of wine and poured two glasses. While she was occupied I unzipped my pants and freed my cock. This teasing was just too damn much after a long day at work. Cassie plopped down and impaled her pussy on my cock. She let out an undignified howl of pleasure and surprise. She glared at me and offered me the wine glass as she speared another piece of meat. Undeterred she continued to move her hips but now she also began to massage my cock with her pussy muscles.

"You brought this on yourself," she whispered. "You were supposed to wait for this until after dinner."

"I assume the 'this' you speak of is that talented pussy of yours," I said and she nodded.

I sipped my wine and let her continue to feed me and squeeze my cock with her cunt. I give her an A for effort because it was me that was ready to blow by the time the meal was over. I was gripping the seat of the chair to keep from mauling her breasts and otherwise losing control. Though, as she tortured me, she managed to control that sweet voice of hers.




Click Ch. 09



"Are you going to shoot a load into my tight little pussy Sir? You are getting so big inside of me! I know you want to bend me over the table and fuck me senseless but we can't have that now can we. My Sir you are shaking like a leaf whatever is the matter."

Then I lost my battle with my body and shot deep inside of her and only then did her mask slip, if only for a second or two. Cassie's back arched as my load sprayed the walls of her pussy. She bit her lip to keep from screaming but otherwise she remained in control. Once I had caught my breath she rose up, picked up the plate and wine glasses and walked towards the kitchen sink.

"I have to clean up, why don't you take a shower and dress in the clothes that have been laid out for you."

I was still panting a little bit as I headed up the stairs to my bedroom. Isix was waiting for me in the bathroom. As I undressed she ran the water for my shower. Once the temperature was just right she picked up my dirty clothes and disappeared with them. I was a little disappointed that she wasn't going to scrub my back but I slipped into the shower and let the hot water work its magic. I was lathering up when Isix returned wearing only a smile. She opened the shower door and slipped in behind me.

"You didn't really think I was going to let you wash up all on your own did you? Help me lather up my tits... yeah like that... MMMM feels amazing... now turn around and let me do all the work."

I turned around and felt her tits and nipples press against my back. She moaned in my ear as she washed my back. I wasn't surprised when her hands wrapped around my cock. It didn't take her long to get me iron hard. 

"Does Master want me to jack him off or suck him off? You can only have one and no you can't fuck me."

"Put that mouth of yours to work," I growled.

"Yes Master," Isix moaned. "You can fuck my throat if you want."

She moved to stand in front of me and slowly dropped to her knees. She snared the head of my cock without using her hands. I closed my eyes as her tongue licked and swirled around the head of my dick. I rocked my hips a little and felt the tip explore her mouth as she continued to pleasure me. The longer she licked and sucked the further my hips thrust. I was moaning and panting as I drove my cock deeper and deeper down her eager throat. I felt her hands cup my ass cheeks and then she was the one driving her head forward burying my cock to the hilt over and over again. I was cursing as I felt the first tingling of my orgasm. I urged her on as she made love to my dick. I looked down and saw her head being thrust forward harder and faster now. I watched my cock disappear between her lips over and over again. I warned her as I reached the edge of climaxing. This only made her more eager to taste my load. I squeezed my eyes shut as I came. My howl echoed in the tight confines of the shower. Isix gobbled up my sperm and stroked the shaft of my cock to get every last drop. She was purring as she rubbed the head of my dick against her cheek. I opened my eyes and looked down at her worshiping face.

"Damn," I said weakly. Then she popped up and helped me finish my shower.

"They are waiting for you," she said as she washed and rinsed me. After I was clean from head to toe she dried me off and helped me dress in the silken robe that was lying on my bed. Once I was dressed Isix took my hand and led me down to the basement stairs. She opened the door and I knew where I was supposed to go after that. I went down and could smell the faint scent of burning incense. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I could see that the secret door to the playroom was open. I moved to the entrance and looked inside. What I saw took my breath away. There were three figures in the room. The first was my sister Fiona and she was made up as a porcelain doll. Her skin was pale and her hair was done to perfection, not a single hair was out of place. The dress she was wearing was something out of the late nineteenth century. It was off white and hand stitched to fit her flawlessly. Her expression was blank like any doll's should be but her eyes were bright and hungry. The second figure was Brenda. She was Fiona's opposite is almost every way. She was dressed in a bright red mesh top, garter belt and matching red leggings. She wore no panties and I could see the glistening dew of her wet sex. Her hair was loose and hung down in a cascade of ruddy ringlets. Brenda's make up finished the look of the eager cock slot. The third and last figure was Priya, the hunter. She was kneeling on the floor between Fiona and Brenda. She was blindfolded and had a ball gag in her mouth. On her wrists and ankles were leather cuffs and between the cuffs were two steel bars. Her movements were severely restricted. The only thing adorning her body was ropes that were wrapped around her tits and between her legs. Her hair was done up in twin pony tails giving her the look of a naughty young girl waiting to get violated. I smiled and licked my lips. Brenda crooked her finger and beckoned me to her. I covered the distance slowly and Fiona moved behind me and closed the secret door. When I was close enough Brenda grabbed me by my hair and kissed me. The hunger in that kiss intensified with each passing second. As we kissed I felt Fiona's hands on the silk belt of the robe. She undid it and tugged the robe off of me. Then she stood next to me and even as Brenda and I kissed Fiona wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock and began stroking it. I moaned into Brenda's mouth as my sister slowly jacked me off.

"I have placed a toy inside the ass of the slave." Fiona whispered in my ear. There was no emotion in her voice as she continued. "When you are ready she is primed for your cock Master. She must be punished for her crimes. Punish her ass Master; it is the only proper way of treating such a one."

Brenda broke the kiss and looked me in the eye. She held up her arm and I saw the teeth marks in her flesh. Then I looked over at Fiona and she turned so that I could see the matching mark on her neck. That little bitch bit them both! I snarled and they moved to give me room to maneuver. I stepped behind the slave, knelt down and pulled the toy from her ass. She let out a little whimper. I removed the gag as I lined up the head of my cock with her puckered asshole. 

"No, you can't do that," Priya cried out in protest. "UNNNNNN..." she howled as the head of my dick invaded her ass. I pushed until my entire cock was buried inside of her. "FUCK... so big..." I grabbed her by her narrow hips and began thrusting into her. Fiona and Brenda took places on either side watching intently. I slammed my cock into the bitch for all I was worth and she howled as I took my pleasure from her. That's for biting Fiona and Brenda I thought as I drove my hips forward.

"How dare you mar my pet's perfect skin," I growled in her ear.

"They tried to control me," Priya panted between the thrust of my cock violating her. "Only one person controls me... punish me Master... fuck my naughty ass... but I am not sorry for biting them. They aren't you... I will only bend to you..."

Her words both flattered and angered me at the same time. She needed to learn a valuable lesson and that was if I told her to let someone else touch her she would accept it. I impaled her on my cock, rolled onto my back and let the girls have access to her tits and pussy. Fiona knelt down on one side of us and went after Priya's exposed nipples. Brenda was between her legs and was eating her out in no time at all. Priya snarled, spat and cursed when she felt the others hands and tongue upon her. I grabbed Priya by her hair and pulled her head back.

"Listen to me you bitch, you are going to let them touch you if it is the last thing I do. You will obey my orders concerning them!" I was beginning to wonder if the camera wasn't working to its fullest capabilities. Arianna chimed in at just that moment.

'Master, the power of the device is at peak capacity.'

'Why did she bite Fiona and Brenda then?'

'I cannot say,' Arianna said with a subtle tone in her voice. Was that a giggle? Aw fuck I had been completely played.

"Damn you," I said as I drove my cock deeper into Priya's ass. "Damn the lot of you!"

Brenda and Priya broke down and laughed but Fiona kept up her façade and just pinched the other's nipples all the harder. I had the feeling that Fiona had been talked into this roleplaying scenario. Priya's orgasm took my mind off that particular thought. Her blood curdling scream echoed off the walls and she thrashed around like a mad woman.

"Me next," Brenda said and I could see the hurt in Fiona's eyes. Priya was barely lifted off of my cock before Brenda drove her hips down impaling her pussy with a force that was a little frightening. She was riding me like a woman possessed. I saw Fiona removing the restraints from Priya. Her movements were slow, elegant and deliberate. Once she was free Priya stood up and stretched her aching limbs. I had no idea how long she had been in those restraints. I was amazed at her unusual beauty. She stood at barely five feet and from behind had an almost boyish build. She had no hips to speak of and she was willow thin. Then she would turn to face me and her large breasts would swing into view and they looked so damn big on that frame of hers. I guess that's why she wore the baggy clothing to hide those large firm tits of hers. I wondered if she was ashamed of them or just didn't want the unwanted attention. Priya caught me looking at her and she smiled, cupped her tits and licked her erect nipples.

"You like my tits Master," she asked and I nodded. "Maybe you'd like to fuck them later on?"

"Of course he would," Brenda growled as she drove her hips down harder and faster now. I looked up at Fiona and she just smiled. She never broke her role as the silent doll. She moved to stand behind Priya and cupped her tits from behind and began teasing the other girl's nipples for me. "Oh he likes that his cock just got harder inside of me, keep it up."

While Brenda rode me and Fiona played with Priya's tits I just laid there and enjoyed myself. I took a lot not to shove the redhead over and take over. But I let her do all the work and she seemed pleased to be in charge. Brenda placed her hands on my chest for leverage and was rocking her hips as she fucked me. 

"Your cock feels so damn good inside of me," Brenda howled as she took her pleasure from me. I reached up and cupped her perfect tits. I found her hard nipples and began to tease them gently at first. Then I pinched them harder and harder until her pussy clamped down over my cock as she came. She arched her back and ground her hips against me. I was close to coming but I didn't tell them. Brenda rolled off of me and lay panting on the carpeted floor. Fiona offered me a hand up and I accepted. She guided me to one of the new pieces of furniture in the play room, a high backed leather chair. I sat down and then without warning grabbed Priya by the hair and drug her over to me and forced her down onto her knees. It took only a second for her to understand what was going on. Priya wrapped her firm young tits around my raging erection. She worked her tits with great effect and I could tell after a few seconds that she knew how to tit fuck with the best of them. Fiona pushed her head down and I felt the hunter's tongue working on the head of my cock. The combination was enough to push me past the point of no return. I gritted my teeth and gripped the arms of the chair until my knuckles turned white. Priya bobbed her head up and down on the tip of my dick as she massaged they shaft with her breasts.

"You better swallow," Brenda said from the floor. "He hates it when his cum is wasted."

"MMMMMHMMMMMM," Priya moaned around my cock.

"I guess that was a yes," Brenda chuckled. "Ooh damn he's close... look at his face."

Priya rubbed her tits faster and tighter now and I was panting fast and hard. I was seconds away when I looked up into Fiona's eyes. I could see the hunger and desire but there was also joy at seeing me so happy. I kept my eyes locked on hers even as I shot my load down Priya's throat. I could feel the other's throat muscles work as she swallowed.

"Ahhh," Priya gasped as the last drop slid down her gullet. "Tasty... may I lick you clean Master?"

"Yeah, don't miss any or I will punish your ass again."

"I wouldn't dream of it," she moaned as she took my cock in hand and used her tongue to its fullest. "He's getting hard again!" Then she returned to licking me clean from tip of my dick to the bottom of my balls. Fiona shoved her out of the way, turned around, lifted up her dress and dropped down blindly onto my cock. My dick entered her without resistance she was so fucking wet. She didn't move but her pussy muscles began to squeeze me like a velvet fist. Fiona lowered her head and focused entirely on making me happy. Those were the longest minutes of my life. She began moving her hips in slow circles now. Priya and Brenda watched us and sat down silently enjoying the show. The circles became up and down movements. I missed her fuck faces as she rode me but I could read the reaction from the pair on the floor. Fiona was in a state of bliss. The slow deliberate movements changed without warning. She was driving her hips with sharp harsh thrusts now. I could hear the softest of moans escaping Fiona's lips. She was trying so damn hard to stay into character. I began to reach around to cup her tits through her dress but she slapped me away. I laughed and returned my hands to the arms of the chair. She wanted to be in charge and I let her have her way with me. The dress muffled the wet slapping sounds of our bodies when they met. She had waited so long and now she was getting the attention she deserved. The noises from her slowly got louder and louder. The soft whimpers were long gone now as she snarled and growled as she fucked me. 

"So damn close," Fiona cried out. "What about you... we need to come together... how about this..." She lifted up and took me in hand and then slammed her hips down. "Oh Shit... your cock is in my ass!" Then she was off to the races as she rode my cock hard and fast again. The switch took me completely by surprise. Her ass was so fucking tight. "You are tearing me up! Damn it's so damn big... stretching my asshole to its limits!" The baby doll persona was long gone. She was a cock hungry bitch on a mission. She wanted us to come at the same time and her little trick was going to do it. "Oh fuck... so close... unnnn I can feel your cock getting bigger... are you gonna shoot in my ass?" I began urging her on at that point. Fiona began slamming her body against mine for all she was worth. My orgasm hit me from nowhere and the pulses of hot cum shooting inside of her pushed Fiona over the edge. It was as close to simultaneous as I could remember. She ground her ass against me and shook like a rag doll as her orgasm took over. 

"Damn..." Priya and Brenda moaned together. 

"That was beyond intense," Brenda said.

"Wow... I'm going to have to up my game," Priya said.

"You're not the only one," Brenda added. "So did he take your anal cherry?"

"No, I lost it in the Ukraine," Priya replied. "I was hunting a feral pack of beasties. They crossed the border and my ass was the price for crossing."

"Ouch," Brenda said making a face.

"Yeah, there was no lube I walked funny for a week."

"Was it worth it," Brenda asked watching the other intently.

"Yeah, avenging twenty deaths was well worth it," she said.

The only sound in the room was Fiona and me catching our collective breath. She really took her hunting seriously but what brought her to Arkham. I was going to wait but Brenda beat me to the punch.

"So what brings you to Arkham," she asked.

"There has been quite a bit of traffic into the city over the last few months. I was sent here to see what was drawing all the fay here."

"You mean the rebuilding of the ruins," Brenda offered.

"Oh is that all," Priya said and shrugged. "I'm glad it's something simple. I can move on or stay here for you if that is what you want."

"You can stay here for a week or so and then move on. I don't want to draw any more attention than is necessary," I said.

"I will keep your secret. I am very good at that."

"I know," I said. "I need a break, how about we enjoy the Japanese bath I had installed in the backyard."

That was a stupid question. Fiona reluctantly lifted her body up and off of me. We both groaned as we separated. The door opened and Isix was waiting outside. I gestured for her to follow us. Isix went upstairs and told Cassie what we were up to. I heard the cry of joy and the pair racing for the back door. I took my time and found Isix helping Fiona out of her dress before they joined everyone in the bath. I slipped into the hot water and let out a deep sigh of relief. I sat down and looked around at the myriad beauties around me. They ranged from short and petite to tall and curvaceous. All I could think about was what a lucky bastard I was. The girls chatted among themselves. I saw that even Priya was welcomed into the group though Cassie, Brenda and Isix were wary of her. I could read their body language but I didn't blame them. There was history between the hunters and 'near humans'. I could only guess how uncomfortable her presence made them. Maybe I should simply wipe Priya's memory and send her on her way with a cover story. But my gut instinct was to keep her in the loop somehow. I hated to leave her as a loose cannon out there somewhere. 

"You are deep in thought," Isix whispered in my ear. "You are leery of the hunter, yes?"

"Yeah," I said turning to face her. "I am not sure what to do."

"Kill her or let her go, either way she is a weight upon your mind."

"I wish I had never laid eyes on her," I said softly. "Maybe I should put her in a coma and see who comes to claim her."

"Speak with your father and see what he thinks," Isix said with a grim smile. "Place her in his loving hands and see what his wisdom on the matter is." I just nodded. "You will be done Master."

They didn't leave right away. Isix waited about half an hour before she approached Priya. I watched the exchange and with a sweet smile Priya left the Onsen with Isix. I wondered how my father would take to me having a hunter dropped in his lap. Would he kill her? Would he use her as bait? I just didn't have enough information and to be honest I didn't know him well enough to make an accurate guess. The girls in ones and twos left me alone in the outdoor bath. Tomorrow was going to be huge, my entire future rested on how well I performed. I pushed the nervousness down and headed off to bed. I plopped down onto my bed and closed my eyes. The alarm in the form of Arianna whispering in my head woke me at six in the morning. I was a little surprised that I fell asleep so easily. I showered and dressed for work. I planned on working until four and then leave for home before heading out to the college for my ceremony. After today I could work all those nice long hours and have this entire thing behind me. By the time I had made it down to the kitchen Fiona and Cassie were nearly finished fixing my breakfast. I fixed myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. Cassie set a plate of sliced fruit in front of me even as Fiona placed the last pancake on the stack with the others. Instead of choosing one or the other I ate from both. I forked two large pancakes onto a plate and drizzled some syrup onto them along with a light dusting of powdered sugar. I ate a piece of fruit while I cut up the pancakes. Then I speared a bit of the syrup covered treat into my mouth and chewed slowly. The two of them were watching intently to see which I preferred. But even I was wise enough not to play favorites in the kitchen.




Click Ch. 09



"Delicious," I said to them both. Foiled they just smiled and helped themselves to a serving of pancakes and fruit. I was nearly done eating when Brenda and Isix strolled in. They were each wearing one half of a set of pajamas. Brenda was wearing the top and I couldn't help but notice her lovely bare bottom while Isix strolled in topless and looking quite shagged out. Her hair was a mess and she seemed blearier eyed than normal. "I would say looked what the cat dragged in but that would be redundant. What happened to you?"

"Your father is what happened to me. He was quite excited by your gift last night so excited that he ordered several bottles of wine. I just got in a little while ago."

"So what was his decision concerning Priya," I asked as I fixed a 'to go' cup of coffee.

"She was delivered to the hospital early this morning. He slipped her something in one of her drinks that will mimic a coma for several days. He also placed agents at the hospital to monitor her visitors. If there are other hunters in the city he'll find out. He sends his blessings and is quite pleased with how you handled things."

"I'm just glad he didn't blow up over me sending her to him. Well my lovelies I am off to work I will be back around four unless they keep me later."

"I will have your tux cleaned and set out for you," Brenda said as she kissed my cheek.

"I will have your shower waiting for you," Cassie said kissing the other cheek.

"I rented a limo for us to arrive in," Fiona said kissing me on the lips.

"I will be recovering after that harsh mission you sent me on," Isix said smiling. "I know you will do well."

I left them staring after me and the deep seated nervousness returned. I drove to work listening to some light jazz to help take my mind off of things. I arrived and parked in the secure lot in the back. Kat was waiting for me when I stepped through the door. She looked quite excited and led me to the break room. There she poured herself a cup of coffee before launching into a whirlwind spiel that I caught perhaps every third word. Then Nick Shaw stepped into the room and laid a gentle hand on his sister's shoulder.

"Breathe," he said calmly.

"Morning Mister... I mean Nick," I said nervously.

"Relax both of you," he said with a reassuring smile. "What my dear sister is trying to say is that we have some great news." He handed me letter. "This arrived yesterday by mistake. I think they confused your work address with your home. Kat opened it by mistake didn't you?" I turned the envelope over and nearly dropped it when I saw who it was from, the Nobel Prize Committee. My hands were shaking when I extracted the letter and read its contents. Though it was late in the year my name had been added to the list of nominees for my solution to the Zero Point Energy equation. The potential for cheap clean power worldwide was too great to be passed up. 

"I hope you have your passport ready," Kat said slowly after she had contained her excitement.

"Oh, I am just a nominee and there are people much more deserving than me," I said my voice shaking from the shock of the announcement.

"So you say," Nick added. "However, the impact of your discovery has long lasting effects. I have already set aside a team to exploit your work. You will of course benefit financially from that work. Hell, you may want to start your own company one day. I am in talks with the military about exploiting your work. Of course the current energy providers are up in arms over this and are afraid of where this will lead. I have my lawyers and members of the Order working on derailing any plans to stop this type of research. So just relax I have it all in hand."

All I could do was nod. I stuck the letter in my back pocket and headed off to the lab. I desperately needed something to take my mind off this unforeseen twist. I had people patting me on the back and wishing me the best of luck every step of the way to my workspace. I knew by then that Kat had shared the good news among my coworkers. My lab partners wanted to go out after work and celebrate but I reminded them of my impending ceremony at the college. Things were getting out of hand and I didn't know what to do. My stress level was ramping up as the day wore on. It seemed like each time I had pushed the thoughts about the award and the ceremony out of my thoughts someone would come by and remind me. By three in the afternoon I was staring blankly at the holographic display of my work. I hadn't done a thing since lunch. The lead technician saw what condition I was in and sent me home for the day. He knew I had too much on my mind to accomplish anything. I nodded and bolted for the exit. Kat was waiting for me at my car.

"You didn't really think you'd get out of here without seeing me did you," she asked as she leaned close.

"I wasn't sure," I said swallowing hard.

"You need to go home, take a nice long bath and clear your head. Then after everything is over and done with I will take all that nasty stress out of you even if it takes all night long. How does that sound?"

"Amazing," I said. "I just hope I don't..."

"Ah, no negative thoughts," she said placing a finger on my lips. "Just think about us and what I'm going to do to you. That'll get rid of all those pesky fears. Now get going before I rape you here in the parking lot."

I left her standing there with that smoldering look in her eye. I drove home and thought about the night to come. She was right it did drive away all the other thoughts. I remembered our first encounter during the thunder storm. The feel of her hungry body against mine and her intoxicating kisses. By the time I got home I was feeling more like my old self. I parked the car, got out and headed for the backyard. Once I was actually passed the gate I left a trail of clothes leading to the Onsen. I slipped beneath its healing waters and let go of the last of my stress. When I finally emerged there was Brenda standing there with an armful of my clothes.

"Well you're home early, stressful day?"

"Check the letter in my pants pocket and you tell me," I said. I watched her intently as she fished the envelope from my pocket and read its contents. There was a look of disbelief followed quickly by shock and finally utter elation. She howled as she tossed the letter along with the clothes onto the ground and dove into the pool. It wasn't long before the rest of the girls had joined me in the bath, all but Isix as she was blissfully unaware of things in dream land. We all dried off and Brenda opened a bottle of champagne she had been saving for just this sort of event. We toasted to my nomination even though I still felt there were people better suited to the award. It was nice to have been named among such honored people. 

It was Arianna who reminded me that it was time to get ready for the ceremony at the college. It was only then that I wondered if the chancellor had heard about the Nobel Prize. If he had I knew he wouldn't pass up the chance to mention it in his speech tonight. Brenda helped me dress and even tied my bow tie for me. The other girls were getting ready as Brenda left me to make herself presentable. By the time the limo arrived I was downstairs waiting for the parade of beauties to greet me. One by one they appeared at the top of the stairs and descended like silken angels. They had spared no expense or detail in making this night special. I know that my mouth was hanging open by the time Brenda appeared in her bright blue gown, hair and makeup done to perfection.

"You didn't really think you were going to hog all the attention did you," Brenda said as she moved passed me. I just closed my mouth and shook my head. "Now be a good boy and open the door of the limo."

I did as I was told. I let Brenda lock up behind us as I moved to the limo door. I opened it and helped each girl into the back. I just wished Isix could have made it. Once Brenda was inside I slipped inside and closed the door behind me. It was a short drive but one had to make a good first impression. A few minutes later we were in front of the main auditorium for the campus. I expected a few students standing outside but that is hardly what awaited us. There were news vans and hundreds of students forming a crowd outside the auditorium. I could see the lights of the cameras and I felt my heart leap into my throat. The girls were all smiles and telling me I could do this. I swallowed hard as the limo came to a halt. The driver came around and opened the door for us. The girls exited first and I was last out. I heard the crowd roar as I stepped into view. The reporters were turning their cameras towards us and they were narrating to their audience about me and my achievement. I heard the words Nobel and Prize being bantered about. I smiled and waved as I entered the building. The news was out and I suspected a certain redhead was responsible. The interior of the building was much quieter than the outside and I was thankful. I could focus my thoughts and get my shit together. We entered the foyer and there were well dressed people everywhere. I recognized a handful of people but most of them were strangers. Nick Shaw appeared suddenly and took over for Fiona at my side.

"Let me introduce you to some of the senior members of the Order that are here tonight," he said softly in my ear. "Just smile and give a firm handshake I'll take care of the rest."

I let him move me through the crowd and I knew many of the names from mega corps the world round. I shook the hands of the men and kissed the hands of their wives. I smiled when I was supposed to and kept my mouth shut most of the time. Once the introductions were over with Nick took me to the bar. Two shots of premium tequila later I felt better. Oh I was still shaking like a leaf inside but my exterior was calm. Nick congratulated me on my first exposure with the elders of the Order. 

"I wish I had someone to hold my hand when Numenor went public. Talk about a nervous wreck, I thought I was going to throw up until after the presentation was done. You are going to be fine. This is your war zone and you are the master of your domain. Well I got to mingle, good luck and hell of an entrance."

I watched him go and ordered a third shot. When it arrived Kat snatched it out of my hand and downed it. She waggled her finger at me and told me not to drink so much before I took the stage. I was guessing that the Chancellor would be accepting quite a few checks to help swell the college's coffers. As if on cue he appeared nearby and made his way over. He ordered a mineral water and then turned his full attention on me. He was exhilarated for me and the college. Then he gave me a brief synopsis of the evening. He would make a welcoming speech and then I would be presented with three challenges. Two of them were a show of my skills and the third was a Chinese Puzzle box that held my award. All I had to do was solve the puzzle to receive my degree. Great, just fucking great, a goddamn puzzle box! I felt my nerves reach a new height. I checked my watch and found I had fifteen minutes before the ceremony began.

'Arianna,' I sent to my personal A.I.

'Master,' she replied instantly.

'I need you to find me a room nearby that isn't being used,' I said.

'Checking security cameras, yes Master there is a storage room off the main corridor.'

'Perfect, send Cassie a message to meet me there as soon as she can," I said.

I headed for the room and found it not only empty but close to the door that I would be entering the auditorium. I had barely closed the door and shut off the lights when the door opened. I saw the silhouette of a curvy female and knew it had to be Cassie. I closed the door, slipped my fingers into her hair carefully and pushed her down onto her knees. She unzipped me and fished my erection out of my pants. She went to town without a single word passing between us. Damn but she was hot and bothered, she was licking, sucking and stroking me with utter abandon. I could hear her soft moans as she deep-throated me.

"You are a dirty little whore aren't you," I whispered.

"MmmmHmmmm,"she moaned.

"Damn that feels amazing," I growled. "I just wish we had time to bend your over and fuck you senseless."

"MMMMHMMMMM," she moaned louder.

"I bet you're fucking soaked," I said and her answer was to push her head forward and bury my cock to the hilt. Her lips brushed against the base of my dick to show how excited she was.

Then the door opened and Cassie stepped in. We looked at each other and then I looked down at the cute young thing sucking my cock. Cassie closed the door and cocked her head to one side and put her hands on her hips.

"Couldn't wait," Cassie asked.

"NO, I thought she was you. I mean she was the one who unzipped me and... oh damn I'm getting close!"

"You are such a fucking slut," Cassie said as she squatted down next to the unknown girl. "Does his cock taste good?"

"MMMMMMHMMMMM," she said as she stroked my cock faster.

"You want to taste his cum don't you, you filthy little whore," Cassie hissed. The girl just licked and sucked me harder.

"So fucking close," I moaned quietly. The girl wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and stroked me fast and hard. "Going to cum..." I said just as my load hit the back of her throat. But instead of slowing down she kept stroking and sucking harder. "UNNNNNN... what are you... oh shit!" The second orgasm was forced from me and almost sent me to the floor. It took everything I had to keep my knees from buckling. Cassie stood up and held me close. The girl licked me clean, tucked me in and then zipped me up. She stood up and was licking her lips.

"Tasty," she said. "Glad I could help Steve, I can call you Steve right?"

"Yeah, after that I guess we should be on a first name basis," I told her.

"Good, I'm Erika, with a K," she said grinning like a fiend. I finally got a good look at her and almost fell over.

"Oh hell, I've seen your picture somewhere."

"I bet you have. On the desk of my grandfather, he's the chancellor of the college." Erika said while Cassie started to laugh.

"Not funny, I just took advantage of his granddaughter for god's sake."

"Um, not to argue here but I think I am the one who took advantage of you," Erika said.

"How about a quick photo," Cassie offered.

"Sure," Erika said as she slipped her arm around Cassie's waist. I took out my phone and snapped a photo of the two. Cassie shook off the effects of the camera almost instantly but Erika stood there dazed for a long moment.

"Let's keep this between us shall we," I said and they both nodded.

"Sure lover bear," Erika said her voice sounding a little loopy. "You owe me a fierce pussy pounding by the way."

"Count on it," I said as she entered her phone number into my phone. "Time to go, we don't want to be late."

I closed the door to the storage room behind us. We split up from there. Cassie and Erika went to the left and I headed right. I opened the door at the end of the hallway and was waved over to one of the chairs next to the smart board at the head of the auditorium. The Chancellor was all smiles and leaned in close to tell me my timing was perfect. I looked out over the audience and saw Erika wave at me from her seat.

"Ooh look, there is my granddaughter," the Chancellor said waving back.

"She's gorgeous you must be proud," I said.

"Yes she is and she is single," he said clapping me on the back even as he stood up to take the stage. Did he just give the go ahead to date her? 

The Chancellor took his spot and raised his hands. The place went silent as he began his speech. He welcomed everyone there as well as all the students watching via the college's web feed. He laid out the history of mathematics and its tie to the field of physics and how important it was. Then he spoke about a turning point in the area of energy production and how it related to my solving of the Zero Point Energy equation. He then explained what was going to occur this evening. They were going to watch me attack yet another unsolved equation. Whether or not I solved it didn't matter, but I would be narrating my thoughts as I went to give them a deeper insight into higher mathematics. Then I would try to pierce the mysteries of another field of study. Again whether or not I solved it was unimportant we would be experiencing my thought process while trying to decipher a different type of mystery. Finally I would be working on an ancient Chinese Puzzle Box which held my doctorate degree. He welcomed me to the stage even as he left it. I stood up and met him half way then passed him as I faced the audience. The house lights went down and I turned to face the smart board. It lit up and there was the problem in all its subtle glory. I picked up the stylus that would allow me to interact with the board in one hand and a microphone in the other.

"Well, here goes," I said as I began to decipher the equation. I stammered at first as I took in the problem. Arianna was there to help but I kept her on the back burner for now. My voice became steadier as I was caught up in the moment. I pointed to different parts of the problem and explained them to the audience. Then I dumbed down the language for those who didn't understand or have a background in math. Then my hand was moving and the solution began to take shape not only in my mind but on the board. I spoke as the numbers and symbols took form on the smart board. I heard gasps from the front row, the row that held the elite among the physics department as well as some visiting dignitaries. I lost track of time as I worked the problem and it worked me. I had to backtrack several times but the forward movement was inexorable. After a solid hour at the board I looked at the final solution and paused a few times and then set down the stylus. "Um, that about does it," I said as I turned to face the audience.

There was a roar from inside and outside the building. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what I had done, again. Instead of just putting some headway into this problem's solution I had actually solved it. People were on their feet and I thought I was going to be rushed. I held up my hand as the Chancellor had done and silence eventually fell over the room. Everyone was staring at me in either awe or disbelief. I had done it again and they were there to see it. I didn't know what to say so I kept it simple.

"One down, two to go," I said and the crowd roared its agreement. I turned around and the smart board was blank and standing between me and the board was a cloth covered table someone had wheeled in. There was a tall bulge at the center of the table and on the four corners were cameras pointed at the bulge. I walked up to the table and gently pulled the cloth off. I stared at the ceramic vase with an expression of complete shock. Well this was definitely outside my field of study. I looked over at the Chancellor and mouthed the word 'really'. I let out a deep breath and walked around the table. It was then that the cameras had been activated showing the audience my second puzzle. I know they could see my astonishment at this new enigma.

"Would the history department like to throw me a bone," I asked.

"This is a copy made from an artifact that was uncovered over ninety five years ago. It has been carbon dated at over eight thousand years old. It was found buried on the island of Malta in the Mediterranean."

"That helps," I said and the audience laughed. I walked around the table a few more times before I picked the thing up and examined it up close. Someone had taken a great deal of care in the manufacture and painting of this object. There were symbols all over the thing and there was a definite pattern to them. At first they were just gibberish but then they looked faintly familiar. The longer I held the thing the more sure I was of the writing on the vase. I almost missed the sun disk on the bottom. That was a decidedly unusual spot for so important a symbol. I knew that primitive civilizations typically worshipped the sun so why would they put it there.