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Chapter 31 Upping The Ante

I woke to a warm armful of Melinda. She was snuggled against me, eyes
open in the dimness. I stroked her back in greeting, smiling down at
her. łGood morning, master.˛ She said softly. łDid you sleep well?˛
łYes. Did you?˛ I kissed her lightly. She returned the kiss shyly. łI
had wonderful dreams.˛ She said. I checked my watch. łDamn.˛ I said
softly.
łWhatąs wrong?˛
łItąs 7:30. And I so wanted to fuck you again.˛ I smiled regretfully.
łI donąt see anyone stopping you.˛ She said. łItąs after six oąclock.˛
I explained. łYouąre a free woman now. And your turn wonąt come around
again for a week.˛ łFuck me now.˛ She said. łI wonąt tell if you
wonąt.˛ łYour vaginaąs too sore.˛ I said, savoring the game. łI donąt
mind.˛ She said bravely. łDo whatever you want.˛ łWhatever I want?˛ I
asked, raising my eyebrows. She nodded. łWhat if I wanted to whip you
again?˛
łIąd let you.˛ She answered.
łYou know what I really want?˛ I asked lazily, watching her. łWhat do
you really want?˛ Melinda asked, smiling. łYour last two cherries.˛
łWhat?˛ She looked good-naturedly bewildered. She watched me, head
tilted, mouth half open.
I touched her mouth with one Ţnger and slid the other between her
nether cheeks. Her eyes widened.
łOh. If you insist.˛ She said. Solemnly she pulled the sheet from us
and urged me onto my back with gentle hands. łIąve never done this
before.˛ She conŢded. łTell me if I do something wrong.˛ She began
kissing my chest, working her way down slowly and teasingly. Her Ţngers
trailed over me, leaving delicious tingles in their wake. I was
reminded of how Rachel had teased Mei that Ţrst night. I smiled lazily
down at the quiet Phillipino girl doing her level best to arouse me.
And she was succeeding. In the dimness her hair hid everything she did,
trailing like tickling feathers over my belly. She took her time,
taking nearly Ţve minutes to kiss her way from my chest to my hips, and
even then avoiding the main event, which by now was raging with need to
be touched. She ran one Ţnger lightly over my balls. I sucked in my
breath, shocked at the intensity of the sensation. Melinda ţashed a
smile at me and gently cupped my balls in one hand, breathing on them
for one of the oddest erotic thrills Iąve ever felt. Still not touching
the shaft she licked my balls and kissed them, Ţrst one, then the
other.
Finally she worked up enough nerve to touch me. My penis jumped at the
touch, and her Ţngers curled instinctively around the shaft. The
sensation as she slipped her hand along the shaft was exquisite. She
stroked me with delicate Ţngers, kissing the length of my cock with
closed lips. Then, without warning, she took me in her mouth, and
sucked softly. I gasped and shivered in shock. Melinda began to
surreptitiously Ţnger herself as her head moved slowly up and down.
Melinda was good, not as good as Sherry, but awesome for a beginner.
Her hot wet mouth was giving me sensations I knew would make me lose
control within minutes. I toyed with the idea of coming in her mouth,
but I wanted to feel her asshole clamping around my cock.
Regretfully I pulled her head off my cock, pulling her up. I kissed
her, feeling her melt against me.
łThat was wonderful, Melinda. Thank you.˛ I said soţty. łNow Iąm going
to fuck your ass. Get on your hands and knees.˛ łYes, master.˛ She
shivered, obeying me. The golden nipple rings dangled, catching a faint
gleam from the window.
łAre your nipples bothering you?˛ I asked. She shook her head. I got
out the bottle of baby oil Iąd originally used on Thuy. Opening it I
poured a small amount on Melindaąs ass, letting it run down the crack.
łOh, thatąs cold.˛ She giggled. She got down on her elbows and left her
ass high.. łIąve always wondered what it would feel like, if a man took
me there.˛ She said softly. łThank you, master. Now Iąll know.˛ łYouąll
know more than you think.˛ I said, chuckling. łIąm going to lube you up
inside Ţrst.˛ I got my Ţnger oily and began to work it around Melindaąs
tiny asshole. It was obvious sheąd never been reamed before. She gasped
and grunted a couple of times, but settled down as I played with her
clitoris. łThatąs nice, master. Donąt stop, please.˛ She cooed, moving
her ass obscenely. łI love it.˛
Encouraged I tried to push one Ţnger into her. She gasped, but didnąt
yield. Another attempt made no progress. Stopping a moment I dug
through the junk drawer and pulled out a new toy.
I unscrewed the cap of the baby oil and screwed on the new top. Melinda
twisted awkwardly, trying to see what I was doing. The new top was a
very gentle form of the ferocious Dip Stick Iąd used on Thuy. The Dip
Stick is six inches long and an inch and a half thick at the base.
This one was only two inches long and at the thickest, three quarters
of an inch across. It looked something like a ball on a stick. The
short shaft had holes cut in it and the tip also had a hole, covered
now. łIąm going to shove this into you, Melinda.˛ I said, showing the
device to her. łItąs going to make your asshole slippery, so youąll
enjoy getting ass-fucked. If I tried to fuck you dry Iąd hurt you
something awful. Now be a good little girl and donąt Ţght the probe,
ok?˛ łI wonąt..˛ Melinda eyed the thing with misgiving. It was innocent
looking-unless it was about to get pushed up your asshole. łHold still
now.˛ I warned her. Obediently she faced front, weight on knees and
elbows, ass high. I turned a small lever at the base of the mini dip
stick and squirted a stream of oil onto my hard cock, working it along
the shaft with one hand. I wanted to make sure I was slippery when I
fucked her. That done I pressed the still open ball against her asshole
and pressed gently. She groaned as the ball disappeared, aided by a
judicious squeeze that forced a tablespoon of oil into her rectum. With
the probe Ţrmly seated I squeezed again, making Melinda shiver. łCan
you feel that?˛ I asked.
She nodded. łIt feels weird, master. I canąt describe it.˛ I turned the
lever again, closing the ball and opening the cutouts on the shaft.
This time when I squeezed Melinda yelped and jumped. Oil oozed out of
her asshole around the shaft.
łMaster!˛ She exclaimed. łWhat are you doing?˛ I twisted the shaft and
squeezed, spreading oil around the entire muscular ring. Melinda tensed
but didnąt struggle.
SatisŢed that she was as prepared as I could make her I pulled out the
probe, noting that her asshole was still tightly clamped. Grabbing her
hips I pushed the tip of my cock against her rosebud. She moved
uneasily, then settled down. I pushed with a steady pressure, and held
it. Eventually I felt the ring relax and open just a bit. My cock did
no more than center itself before Melinda clamped shut again. I
increased the pressure and held it. Melinda deliberately relaxed, her
anus following suit, only to feel the tip of my shaft suddenly sink
through the weakening sphincter, and inside. I lost no time in pushing
three quarters of my hard cock into her soft asshole.
łUhh, ooohhh.˛ Melinda groaned, feeling an eight inch cock burying
itself industriously in her rear passage for the Ţrst time in her life.
łMaster, slowly, please!˛ I withdrew slowly and shoved myself back in.
This time I bottomed out, to Melindaąs quiet moan.
łDoes it hurt?˛ I asked the panting Phillipino. łYes.˛ She admitted.
łAre you all the way inside me?˛ łUh huh. Now fuck yourself in the ass,
Melinda.˛ Obediently she swayed forward and back, sliding my shaft in
and out. A quiet grunt was all the sound she made.
I began to fuck her slowly, carefully. The baby oil was different from
the vaseline Iąd used on the other girls. It lubricated without being
slippery. So the sensation was intensiŢed. It was a lot like fucking
Mei, but subtly different.
I could tell Melinda didnąt like it. In fact I think she hated it. But
she didnąt say anything, just letting me do whatever I wanted. I
continued to fuck her for half an hour.
As I continued she shivered and shuddered, making soft cooing noises to
spur me on, but she didnąt come. She put her head down in the pillow,
turning her head to one side. I was shocked to see tears on her cheek.
łDoes it still hurt, Melinda?˛ I asked, stopping. I reached under her
and began to play with her pussy. She reached back, pushing my hand
away. łNo master.˛ She gasped. łI want to come from your cock in my
ass, not being played with. Please master. Keep going.˛ Pausing a
moment to relubricate my cock, I complied. Melinda got up on hands and
knees as I started really fucking her. Her quiet gasps soon turned into
soft crooning moans. But she didnąt come. And I knew I wasnąt going to
make it.
I was right. Losing all control I emptied myself in her bowels. Melinda
collapsed, held only by my hands, and cock punching into her ass. I
collapsed on top of her, exhausted.
We lay panting for a few minutes, nature seperating us early on. When
sheąd regained her breath, she turned and hugged me, burying her head
in my chest. łThank you.˛ She said mufţed. łI belong to you now,
totally. Youąve taken everything I have to offer. I promise never to
disappoint you.˛ And she began to cry.
Still waters, indeed, I thought as I rocked her. łMelinda, I should
thank you. You didnąt have to let me do that, but you did anyway. You
didnąt like it, did you?˛ She laid still, then silently shook her head
once. She burst into fresh tears. It took her a while to recover, and
by the time we had showered and I had dressed, it was almost nine
oąclock. Melinda was Ţrst out the door, and I slammed into her as she
backed hastily back in.
łOof!˛ I said, łMelinda, what are you-˛ And then I saw them. All the
other girls, except Sherry who was at school. It was quite a sight.
They were standing quietly in the hallway-stark naked. Melinda turned
and buried her face in my chest. Reţex pulled my arms around her. I
could feel the heat on Melindaąs cheek against my skin. She was
blushing furiously.
łWhat is the meaning of this?˛ I asked, angry that Melinda had been
embarassed this way. She had a very strong nudity taboo, and had been
reluctant to walk the short distance from my room to hers without any
clothes. And now sheąd walked unknowing into the sight of Ţve of the
six other harem members. That they were naked too just seemed to make
it worse. łYouąve embarassed Melinda.˛ I said, holding the trembling
girl tightly. łI hope thereąs a good reason for this ladies.˛ My voice
was cold. Melinda shook her head against my chest.
łPlease, donąt be angry with them.˛ Melinda said. łItąs ok, Iąm just
embarassed, thatąs all. Donąt let me cause them any trouble.˛ She
straightened up and turned, ţinching to face the other girls, who by
now wore a range of expressions from dismayed to embarassed. łExcuse me
please, I have to get to my room.˛ She stepped forward. I laid a hand
on her shoulder. She stopped, not looking at anyone. łJust a moment,
Melinda. I think they owe you an apology.˛ łIąm sorry, Melinda. We
didnąt mean to embarass you. It was a surprize for Paul.˛ Rachel said,
always quickest when it came to the feelings of others. Her eyes fell
on Melindaąs nipple rings and her eyes widened. She caught herself
quickly.
Thuy also saw the rings, but her reaction was more enthusiastic. łWow.˛
She exclaimed. łWhere did you get those?˛ Melinda blushed again.
łThuy!˛ My voice cracked like a whip. Thuy jerked and instantly knelt.
łYes, master.˛ She asked humbly.
łYouąve embarassed Melinda. Iąm ashamed of you! Get to your room right
now!˛ I was really mad. Thuy was a nice girl, but her unpredictable
nature made her somewhat tactless. Sheąd embarassed Gina the same way..
Thuy started to bolt but Mei stopped her. łMaster, please listen.
Melinda, I apologize most humbly. Please, we did not want to embarass
you in any way. Iąm truly sorry to make you uncomfortable. This wasnąt
what I had planned at all. Will you forgive me?˛ And Mei knelt to the
Phillipino girl.
Melinda seemed to have reached saturation point. Taking a deep breath
she said.
łIąm the one whoąs making a scene, Mei. Please forgive me?˛ And she
reached down to pull the shorter girl to her feet. She turned to me.
łIąm all right now, master. Iąm just not used to letting people see me
naked.˛ Her voice faltered for a moment, then she recovered. łI never
liked gym very much because of that.˛ And she smiled timidly. My heart
warmed to her courage.
łThat still doesnąt explain your outrageous behaviour.˛ I said,
sweeping the group with my eyes. Only Alima met my gaze squarely. Even
my mischevious Mei Ling refused to meet my eyes.
Thuy still knelt with bowed head, Ţngers splayed to keep her balance.
She shivered.
łMei Ling?˛ I prodded.
łMaster.˛ She didnąt raise her head.
łWell?˛ I prodded her again. Gina stepped forward. She put her hands
behind her back and spoke with lowered head.
łWe want to be your slaves.˛ It was blurted out, as though sheąd wanted
to say it before I stopped her.
You could have blown me over with a weed eater. łHuh?˛ Was my witty
rejoiner. Melinda actually giggled. Alima tossed her hair out of her
eyes and said.
łWe want to be your slaves.˛
łI rather thought you already were.˛ I said mildly. łWeąre just
pretending, now.˛ Gina said, Ţnally raising her head. łWe want it to be
for real, all the time.˛
łMei put you up to this, didnąt she?˛ I asked. The girls looked at each
other but didnąt answer.
łMei Ling, do you know what youąre sucking the other girls into?˛ I
asked. łYou are a Ţne master!˛ Mei said deŢantly. łMaybe.˛ I said. łBut
do you know what youąre asking? Especially with Tara coming tonight?
And Melinda not twenty-four hours in the harem?˛ łI do. Tara doesnąt
matter, and Melinda isnąt a child. She can join us or not, we wonąt
force her. But I want to be your slave, for real. You know that.˛ She
knelt to me. łAm I asking so very much, master? Will you refuse me
something I so dearly want?˛
I opened my mouth to make some smart remark, then realized what sheąd
just said. Will you refuse me something I so dearly want? Sheąd given
me so much, and I loved her desperately. Could I really refuse her
something she wanted so much?
After all, I decided what her slavery consisted of. It wasnąt as though
I had to take advantage of her except after six, now was it? Of course,
she didnąt have to know that.
łMelinda,˛ I said, choosing my words carefully. łYouąre the newest
member of the harem. I want to assure you that this isnąt normal
behavior on the girlsą part. I would also like to point out that you
have full control of your own body till six oąclock, and I wouldnąt
think of ordering you to do anything you donąt want to. Having said
that I invite you to attend the meeting Iąm calling right now. I think
itąs going to set a precedent, and it could be important you hear
things Ţrst hand.˛ łShould I get dressed Ţrst?˛ She asked seriously.
Biting back a smile I said.
łThatąs entirely up to you. Ladies, I want you to meet with me in the
library in Ţve minutes. Be warned Iąm going to video tape this meeting,
and make several copies of the tape afterward. Since you are free
spirits at the moment I council you to act in accord with your
desires.˛ With as much dignity as I could muster I went back and loaded
a fresh tape, making sure I was using 8 hour mode.
Pompous ass, wasnąt I?
When I got to the libarary the girls were still naked, even Melinda.
She was seated in a deep armchair, arms and legs arranged to minimize
her exposure. No one said anything as I took my favorite chair. I
looked over the assembled girls.
Mei, Thuy, and Gina were seated on the couch. Alima was perched on the
couchąs arm and Rachel was seated in the chair next to Melindaąs. Mei
was serene, Rachel impassive. Thuy and Gina were plainly nervous, Alima
was putting on a brave front. Melinda looked very uncomfortable. łToday
is Tuesday, April 2, 1990.˛ I spoke suddenly. łIt is 9:23 AM. This
meeting is called to order. The reason for this meeting is to discuss
the-˛ I hunted for a word. ł-unusual request made of me by members of
my harem.˛ łThe ţoor is open.˛
Mei spoke. łMaster, I formally request you make me your permanent slave
girl.˛
łState your full name and age.˛ I said.
łMy name is Mei Ling Wu. Iąm 19 years old.˛ łAnd you are under no
duress of any kind?˛ łYou know Iąm not.˛ Mei said with dignity. łIąm
doing this because I want to. More than Iąve ever wanted anything
before. I love you, and I want to become your permanent slave. For
real, not this game weąve been playing.˛ łSlavery is illegal.˛ I
pointed out.
łNot of the heart.˛ She said softly. łYou and I know youąd never keep
me if I wanted to go. Youąre too kind.˛
łAnd what if I change?˛ I demanded suddenly. łWhat if I become some
raging monster and try to hurt you? What then, Dragon Lady? Iąd lose
everything you ever gave me. Are you willing to risk that?˛ łI have
faith in you, master. You arenąt a monster. Youąre a good, Ţne man.
Your heart is great, your spirit bright. This game of yours is just
that. But I want more, master. I want to be owned by you, to know in my
soul I belong to you.˛
łI love you, Mei Ling.˛ I said softly. łYouąre my guiding light, the
wonder of my days. How can I cage you, Dragon Lady? How can I lay claim
to you? The game must remain a game, or it isnąt a game anymore.˛ łThen
damn your game!˛ Mei sprang from the couch, to land on one knee in
front of me. łI want to belong to you. I love you with all my heart,
master. Please, I beg you, donąt deny me this!˛ And my bright lovely
lady, always sunny, always bright, was on the edge of tears. łMake me
your slave, forever! No more games! I offer myself to you,
unconditionally, with no reservations. Please donąt reject me.˛ She was
the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Naked, she was magniŢcient,
not even Alima came close. She held my eyes, begging, demanding,
wanting.
łAre you absolutely sure this is what you want?˛ I asked her softly,
dreading the answer, whether yes or no.
łWith all my heart.˛ Mei said Ţrmly.
łI-˛ I had to swallow. łIf you accept the new conditions of slavery,
then I will accept you. Reluctantly.˛
łI accept them.˛ Mei said instantly. łWhatever they might be.˛ łListen
to them before you decide.˛ I warned her. łFirst, your slavery will
last twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Second, you must sign
an afŢdavit stating you agree to the terms of your slavery. Third, if
you ever decide to leave there will be twenty-four hours of torture
before youąre released. It wonąt injure you physically, but will be as
painful as I can inţict. Do you still agree, Mei Ling Wu?˛ łYes.˛ She
said instantly. łSince Iąll never leave you, the penalties for leaving
donąt bother me.˛
łThereąs one Ţnal condition.˛ I said. łTo mark you as a slave you will
wear a heavy chain necklace, impossible for you to remove short of
destroying it. So all the world will know youąre my slave the collar
will bear the inscription: My name is Mei Ling, and I am the willing
slave of Paul Reiner.˛
łThat sounds wonderful, master. Iąm yours.˛ She said. I sighed,
wondering where I was going to Ţnd such a necklace. The necklace had
been a last ditch effort to dissuade her.
łThen so be it. I accept you as my slave, Mei Ling.˛ I said
reluctantly. All the other girls, except Melinda burst into applause.
Melinda looked on, confused.
Rachel got up as Mei returned to her seat. łI want to be your slave
too.˛ Rachel said. I sighed. łFull name and age.˛ I said.
łRachel Two-Feathers, Iąm 18 years old, and my Apache name is
Moonlightąs Laughter.˛
łAnd what about your parents, Rachel?˛ I asked softly. łHow would you
ever visit them again, wearing a slave collar? It wonąt come off, and
you canąt hide it. In fact, I would order you not to try.˛ łI donąt
care.˛ Rachel said, although she paled. łMy place is here, and Iąm
already your slave, in my heart. Iąd Ţgure out something.˛ łIąm not
ready to accept the responsibility, Rachel. If your father knew he
might do something rash. In fact, he probably would. You know that.˛
łMust it be a collar?˛ Rachel asked. łCouldnąt it be something else?
Maybe a bracelet, or a belt, or something?˛
łIąm not willing to risk it, Moonlightąs Laughter. Making you a
permanent slave-˛ I paused. łYou know, thatąs an awfully cumbersome
term. Weąre going to have to come up with something better.˛
łHandmaiden.˛ Thuy said suddenly. Mei nodded. I shrugged. łOk,
handmaiden. Making you a handmaiden, Rachel, is just too dangerous. It
would endanger the harem. I canąt demand you cut yourself off from your
parents.˛
łMeiąs got the same problem.˛ Rachel pointed out. łNo.˛ Mei said,
thoughtfully. łI often wear unusual jewelry. It wouldnąt obviously be a
slave collar. But Paul has a point, Rachel. In your case it would be
too dangerous.˛
łNot if the inscription werenąt in English.˛ Rachel said. łWhat if it
were in Chinese? Iąm a member of this harem and I deserve a chance at
becoming a handmaiden. Please, master.˛
I considered. The chain I had in mind would certainly pass for a
necklace, and not even seem all that unusual.
łOld English runes.˛ I decided. łSomething unlikely to be understood by
anyone. Yours too, Mei. And something further, if someone does manage
to read the inscription you must give yourself to them for the night,
if they want you. Agreed?˛
łYes, master.˛ Mei said. Rachel nodded. I sighed again and put my head
in my hands.
łMaster.˛ I raised my head, knowing what was coming. łYes, Thuy?˛ I
asked resignedly.
łMy name is Thuy Li Min, and I am 18 years old. I want to become your
handmaiden.˛
łDammit!˛ I roared, rising to my feet. łHave you all taken leave of
your senses? Thuy, come on! You donąt know me! Youąve been here just a
little over a week! You canąt want to do something so, so-˛ I
ţoundered, not able to Ţnd a word to Ţt the enormity of what she
contemplated. łBut Mei and Rachel do know you.˛ Thuy said. łI trust
their judgement. And I trust my heart. I want to be your slave, for all
time.˛ She was nervous, but resolute. I looked at Alima, and Gina, who
nodded their agreement. łWhat you are proposing is so-˛ I ţoundered
again. łWonderful?˛ Mei suggested.
łAwesome.˛ Thuy said Ţrmly.
łBizzare!˛ I shouted, sinking back into my chair. łIt means I can take
you any where, any way, any time. It means youąll have to go through a
day of hell in order to leave. It means youąll wear a collar for the
rest of your life. Gina, think about what youąre planning! You havenąt
even been here a week.˛
łI donąt care. For the Ţrst time in my life Iąm accepted for what I am.
Iąm not a freak anymore. You did that, you and the girls. Iąm proud to
be here, and I want to prove it as strongly as I know how. My name is
Gina Washington and Iąm 23 years old. I want to be your handmaiden.˛
łAnd my name is Alima Jahrain, Iąm 18 years old. And I want to be your
slave.˛ Alima broke in.
łWhat about Sherry?˛ I asked suddenly. łIs she going to march in here
after school and demand to be a handmaiden too?˛ łYes.˛ Mei said
calmly.
łThatąs just what we need. Tara coming and Sherry a slave girl. Sheąll
have a Ţeld day.˛
łWho is this Tara, please?˛ Melinda asked timidly. łYeah, and why are
you so concerned about her?˛ Gina asked. łTara OąKeefe is another girl
coming to join the harem.˛ I said reluctantly. I hadnąt wanted anyone
else but Mei to know, but I wouldnąt lie. łI have reason to believe
sheąs a plant from the FBI to see whatąs going on.˛ There was stunned
silence.
łThen she shouldnąt come!˛ Alima said Ţercely. łIąll pull her hair
out!˛ Even peaceful Rachel growled in agreement. I held up my hands. łI
donąt know that!˛ I raised my voice. The girls quieted instantly. łWhat
if Iąm wrong? How would you have felt if youąd been greeted with
suspicion and distrust? Rachel, what would you have done if Mei treated
you like a spy?˛
łI see your point.˛ Rachel said. łBut it just makes me furious that
some outsider would stick their nose in where it doesnąt belong.˛ łYou
can Ţnd out.˛ Alima said. łWith enough money answers are always
available.˛ Her face was grim. I reţected that Alima was right, and
wouldnąt hesitate. Her father probably handled things that way
routinely. łWeąre talking about the FBI here, Alima. They donąt mess
around. They hear about somebody snifŢng around and theyąre likely to
get nervous. We donąt want that.˛
łYou have a better idea?˛ Gina asked. I nodded. łJust maybe. Letąs
assume Tara isnąt an agent. What are the chances sheąll Ţt in?˛
łExcellent.˛ Mei said. łYour choices have been ten for ten, I trust
your instincts.˛
łOk, now letąs assume Tara is a plant. What are the chances we can
seduce her?˛ I asked the room at large. Thuy grinned, showing her teeth
in something that wasnąt a smile.
łI like the way you think, master.˛ She said. łShe wouldnąt stand a
chance.˛ łDonąt be too sure.˛ Rachel warned the Vietnamese girl. łIąve
dealt with government types before. Bureaucrats are easy to bribe, but
have all the genuine feelings of a rattlesnake. Less, even.˛ łSheąs a
woman, isnąt she?˛ Thuy shot back. łSheąll be helpless with the master
all night long, wonąt she? You Ţgure it out.˛ Mei grinned
mischeviously. Rachel shook her head. But I could tell she was the only
one with misgivings.
Still, Rachel had proven herself an expert on people. I wouldnąt
lightly disregard her instincts.
łThereąs nothing to decide until Tara arrives at two oąclock.˛ I said.
łRachel, Iąd like you to pick her up. That should give you time to make
up your mind. Iąm counting on your report to let me know exactly where
we stand. Youąll have about three hours to decide.˛ łGee, thanks.˛
Rachel said.
łThatąs how you earn the big bucks.˛ I said, chuckling. łSpeaking of
big bucks,˛ Alima said. łWe havenąt heard from our newest harem
member.˛ She looked pointedly at Melinda. łYou leave her alone, Alima.˛
I warned the Arabic girl. łShe hasnąt been here long enough to make any
kind of decisions. Give her at least a week.˛ łYes, master.˛ She said..
Melinda was hugging herself nervously. She spoke up.
łI have only been here one day.˛ She said softly. It embarassed her to
be the center of attention, but she took a deep breath and continued.
łEveryone has been so kind to me, and Paul was wonderful to me last
night. It was he who gave me these.˛ She shifted so everyone could see
her touch her nipple rings. There were raised eyebrows and incredulous
looks thrown my way.
łI am proud to wear his rings, so in a way he has already marked me as
his handmaiden. My name is Melinda Orli and I am 20 years old. I wish
to wear his collar as well.˛
łMelinda, no!˛ I said loudly. łJesus, lady, youąve only been here one
day! Thereąs plenty of time to make that decision! Donąt rush into
something like that!˛ I really was frightened by the idea. łListen to
me, all of you!˛ I said, standing up. łPlease! What you are committing
yourself to isnąt just a game! Youąre talking real slavery! Do you know
what that means? Maybe Mei knows what sheąs doing. Sheąs been here
longer than any of the rest of you. And Rachel perhaps.˛ I turned to
the black girl, who met my gaze.
łMy sad, lovely, Gina. Youąve been here what, Ţve days? How can you
hope to know me in so short a time? How can you be sure?˛ łIąm sure.˛
Gina said Ţrmly. łThis is my home now. You are my master. And Iąll Ţght
hell itself to stay. Donąt you want me?˛ Her voice sank on the last
question.
łOf course I want you! But I want you free to go or stay as you decide.
Not from some noble gesture youąll live to regret.˛ łLook at you!˛ I
swept my arm around. łNaked, pleading to be enslaved! What the hell is
wrong with you? Donąt you know how dangerous it could be if youąre
wrong about me?˛
łWe arenąt wrong.˛ Rachel said, coming to stand in front of me. Her
eyes were steady. Her bush was just beginning to get full again from
her depiliation.
łI tortured you once, Moonlightąs Laughter.˛ I said softly, taking her
by the shoulders.
łI deserved it.˛ Rachel said softly.
łIf you leave after being enslaved it will be much worse.˛ łIąm not
going to leave.˛ She said smiling. łYou wonąt be able to get rid of
me.˛
I had to smile. łMy brave Rachel. How lucky I am to have you. Are you
absolutely positive? Donąt do this because Mei is. Sheąs crazy.˛ łI
resemble that remark!˛ Mei said tartly. Then she smiled. łIąm not. Iąve
been your slave since that Ţrst night. Accept me as your handmaiden.˛ I
shook my head but gathered her in for a hug. łYouąre going to be the
death of me, Rachel Two-Feathers.˛ I murmured in her ear.
łHey, I hope you brought enough for everybody!˛ Alima said, shamelessly
crowding up. By the time it was all over even Melinda had hugged me.
łLadies, I donąt know what to say.˛ I said looking around. łHow can one
man be so lucky?˛
Nobody answered that.
łWell?˛ Mei Ţnally asked.
łWell what?˛
łWhat is your Ţrst command, master? Please make it a good one!˛ łUh.
Hmm.˛ I said. łLetąs see. Ah. Mei, you will Ţnd someone to make the
collars. They must be hypo-allogenic, so they wonąt cause a rash or
anything. Theyąve got to be attractive, like jewelry. And theyąve got
to be damn near indestrucible. Once on, it should take an act of God to
get them off. And they have to be engraved of course. You remember the
inscription?˛ łMy name is Mei Ling and I am the willing slave of Paul
Reiner.˛ Mei could remember almost anything she heard letter perfect.
It was annoying at times, but came in handy.
łAnd a similar one for the rest of the girls. Youąre authorized to
spend up to ten thousand for each collar. Try to do it for less. Final
approval by me.˛
łAt once master!˛ And Mei sprang away to the computer. łI am not happy
about this.˛ I told the rest of the girls. łI really wish youąd change
your minds.˛
łNot a chance.˛ Alima declared. łMei was right. This is what we need to
do.˛ łMei said that?˛ I asked mildly. łHow curious. Did she happen to
say why?˛ łBecause we want to prove ourselves worthy of what youąve
given us.˛ Thuy said. I felt confused.
łWhat? Room and board?˛
łNo, silly.˛ Gina said. łLove. And complete acceptance.˛ łI donąt
understand.˛ I complained. łMelinda, do you know what theyąre talking
about?˛ She silently shook her head. łEach of us have different
stories, master.˛ Thuy said. łFor me, it was the way you totally
conquered me that Ţrst night. And the way you tended me the next
morning, sorry that youąd left welts. Although I didnąt mind.˛ łAnd the
rest of you feel similarly?˛ I asked. One by one they nodded. Melinda
looked thoughtful.
łAnd what about you, Melinda?˛ I asked. łWhy do you want to be a
handmaiden? Does any of this make sense to you?˛
łI think so.˛ She said slowly. łI want to be your slave because itąs
the most exciting thing thatąs ever happened to me. Iąm shy, and when
you force me to do something, itąs as though someone else takes over my
body. I can do things Iąd never dare dream of, and enjoy them.˛ łLike
your rings?˛ I asked. She nodded, blushing. łFor me, it was the way you
accepted my problem as something special.˛ Gina said after a short
pause. łYou really thought it was something to be proud of, and you
made me feel wanted. For the Ţrst time in my life I didnąt have to
worry about somebody Ţnding out about me. Thatąs worth anything I can
give you.˛
łAnd you saved my life.˛ Alima said. łI wonąt forget that, not ever.˛
łI nearly ended your life.˛ I said, shaking my head. łRachel saved
you.˛ łNo, master.˛ Alima smiled. łShe brought me back. But you were
the one who showed me what I really was. You forced me to really look
at myself. I didnąt like what I saw, but you ground my nose in it.
Hopefully Iąve changed. Because of you, people like me now.˛ łYou saved
me from becoming a whore.˛ Rachel said. łYou kept me from dying in some
Ţlthy hotel in Phoenix or Tuscon. You gave me a home and a second
family. Youąve given me more money than I can ever spend. And a way to
really make a difference in my life and the lives of others.˛ Her
speech made the other girls sit up and pay attention. łBecause of you
Iąll stay young for years and years, master. I canąt think of anywhere
Iąd rather be, or anyone Iąd rather spend my life with.˛ Rachel spoke
from her heart. The words burned at me. I didnąt deserve such praise.
łAnd you gave me love.˛ Mei said from her seat by the computer. łYou
gave yourself to me as surely as you took my virginity. We are lovers,
master. No matter who you make love to, or who you give me to, weąll
always share each others dreams.˛ She rose and came to me. łIąm
frightened to death of losing you.˛ She said, sitting beside me. She
took my hand in a gesture unique to her. łI want you to own me and
never let me go.˛
łMei Ling, Dragon Lady.˛ I choked, then recovered. łI love you. I love
the others too but you will always hold a special place in my heart.
You were Ţrst, and you gave me love when I was lonely.˛ łRachel,
Moonlightąs Laughter. You say I saved you. Hear the truth, lady!
Without you there would be no dream. You bind us together, you smooth
over our troubles. You give all of us our life here together. We all
owe you far more than a few trinkets!˛
łAnd Thuy, little lotus! Yours is the hardest task. You bear the pain
of my anger for all. If ever I want to hurt one of the girls you are
the one I come to. You take the agony and turn it into orgasm. You
joyfully take what would hurt the others to yourself. No love has any
woman to give greater than that.˛
łAlima, proud Alima! You are the one to be conquered, the challenger of
my arrogance. You wear your slavery like a shield, forcing me to subdue
you, and work out my vanity so I donąt make a fool of myself.˛ łGina,
my sad lovely lady. You most of all I should thank. Making you happy is
a reward beyond price. Giving you the pleasure you deny yourself brings
me joy and peace. Worlds are won or lost by men striving to please
women like you. Be happy here, forever.˛
łAnd last, but not least.˛ I stood and walked over to Melinda, taking
her hands. łThe quiet one. Shy and retiring. But strong, so awesomely
strong. Courage of the heart is a rare thing.˛ I said, stealing a line
shamelessly. łAnd you have that, Melinda Orli. The heroine who fears
everything, and does what she must regardless. Welcome home, Melinda.
Youąve given me yourself, and there can be no greater gift than that.˛
Melinda blushed furiously, but kept eye contact, a happy smile Ţghting
through the embarassment.
łI love you all!˛ I roared, dropping Melindaąs hands and spinning with
arms wide. łFor you, no more games! I swear by all thatąs holy, we will
share a love to rock the pillars of heaven!˛ I grabbed the nearest
girl, who happened to be Gina and spun her around. Laughing I sprang to
Thuy and scooped her off the ţoor. She squealed happily as we staggered
around the room.
The other girls jumped us and for a short time I was buried in a sea of
naked ţesh, each struggling to be closer to me. After a while we all
collapsed, exhausted.
I was shamelessly happy, down to my very toes. Closing my eyes for a
moment I reveled in the feeling. I had to force myself back. łToo much
of that and Iąll end up in a padded room.˛ I said, struggling to stand.
łCome on, ladies, time to get back to work. If youąre going to be
slaves, youąll have to keep your nose to the grindstone.˛ Have you ever
seen a half-dozen naked women stretch like cats after a long nap? Damn
near popped my eyeballs.
łNow if you handmaidens will kindly get your asses decently covered,
weąve got to prepare for a new slave girl. Chop Chop.˛ I said clapping
my hands. They scattered good naturedly.
When Rachel left at one-thirty to pick up Tara her room was ready and I
had briefed the girls on the fantasy I had planned for Tara. What I
hate is waiting, donąt you? When everythingąs in place, thereąs nothing
left to do-but wait. Fortunately this wait was only for half an hour.

Chapter 32 A Lamb in Wolfąs Clothing

When Rachel brought Tara in the rest of the girls were scattered about
the house, trying to look like they werenąt waiting for her. Which was
a good thing, Tara was as jumpy as a kangaroo on speed. She wasnąt
shivering, but I could see it wouldnąt take much to make her bolt. Even
Rachel made her nervous, and that is going some! łHello, Tara.˛ I said
softly.
łHi.˛ Her voice was clipped, harsh with tension. She winced at the
sound. łRelax, my lady.˛ I said. łNobodyąs going to hurt you.˛ łI know.
Itąs just Iąm scared out of my skin.˛ She made a quick jerky movement,
then subsided.
I studied the skittish girl, struck by how much she resembled a
thourghbred race horse. She had the same willowy build, the same
nervous stance-and she was huge.
Well, not huge. But she towered over me by half a head. I hadnąt
realized how tall she really was until I saw her standing next to
Rachel, who was a good size girl herself. Gina had seemed tall, but she
was shorter than I was. Tara, though, wow! I instantly realized tall
jokes wouldnąt be appreciated.
łHow was your ţight?˛ I asked, trying to be the gracious host. łFine.˛
She said, biting the word off.
łYou really are scared, arenąt you?˛ I asked in genuine concern.
łListen, Tara, youąre among friends, I promise.˛
łJust-give me a minute, ok?˛ She snapped. Taking visible control of
herself she said. łIąm sorry, ok? I just need some time to adjust.˛
łTake all the time you like.˛ I said. łWould you like to settle in
before you meet the other girls?˛
łYes, thank you.˛
łIąll get someone to help you with your luggage.˛ I said. Looking
around I spotted Melinda drifting through, trying to look busy.
łMelinda! Could you help Tara with her luggage? Sheąs got the room next
to yours.˛
łYes, master.˛ Melinda said. Tara actually jumped. łIs something
wrong?˛ I asked.
łI thought we were slaves only in the evening.˛ Tara said, staring at
Melinda as though she were a tarantula. Melinda blushed furiously,
which seemed to confuse Tara.
łItąs a long story.˛ I said. łBut you seem to have embarassed Melinda.˛
łIąm sorry.˛ Said Tara, who didnąt sound it. She clutched her purse
tightly. Her red hair gleamed copper in the sunlight coming through the
window. łPerhaps someone more outgoing.˛ I said. łMelinda, would you
please see if you can Ţnd Alima?˛
Melinda ţed. Rachel was stony faced. Tara seemed to realize sheąd put
her foot in it, but seemed at a loss how to extract it. Alima came in,
cool and haughty. She and Tara took one look at each other and you
could hear the crunch from across the room. łYes, master?˛ She asked,
veiled Ţre. Tara wasnąt scared anymore, she was visibly baring her
claws.
łPlease show Tara to her room and help her with her luggage.˛ I
commanded sternly. łAnd curb your arrogance.˛
łYes, master.˛ Alima lowered her eyes. But I saw the look that she gave
Tara. The two of them went off like cats just before the fur ţies. This
was the Ţrst time two of the girls had ever hated each other on sight.
łWell, Tara seems to be getting off on the right foot.˛ I said to
Rachel. łHow does she strike you?˛
łVery scared. Brash, and angry.˛ Rachel said. łI think sheąs terriŢed.˛
łAny idea if sheąs an agent?˛ I asked.
Rachel hesitated. łI donąt know.˛ She said slowly. łIf sheąs an agent,
sheąs not very good. But sheąs too scared to really want this. I need
more time.˛ łYouąll have it. I want you to give Tara a guided tour.
Avoid the dungeon. We donąt want to give her a heart attack.˛ łYes,
master.˛ Rachel said. She went off to join Alima and Tara. Somehow I
knew the red-haired girl was a plant. FBI, almost certainly. In the
movies spies are glamorous people, the women beautiful and seductive,
the men handsome and debonair. Didnąt you ever wonder why
counter-agents couldnąt smell them a light year off?
In real life itąs not like that. Agents are quiet little mousy people
youąd never notice twice. Most arenąt very intelligent, and have little
imagination. Imaginationąs not an asset when youąre spying, which
leaves you far too much time to think.
I could just imagine how Taraąd been recruited. After the Fedąs had
scented my hunt they tossed in a ringer of their own. She had to be
beautiful or Iąd never have picked her. She was a Ţling clerk or some
such that had been fast talked into this assignment. She probably
started off with stars in her eyes, puffed with the importance of the
mission. But remember what Iąd said about imagination? Tara was chock
full of it. Being of Irish ancestry she had inherited a Ţery temper, a
dreamerąs soul, and the brilliant inspiration of a poet. That much Iąd
gleaned from her tapes and letters.
Although, come to think of it, how much was Tara and how much was FBI?
At any rate, she was here, and the cold hard reality of the situation
was slashing through her game fantasy.
I might really be raping her. That thought troubled me deeply. If she
were acting out of an overgrown sense of duty, she might not really
want to be here at all.
łRachel, donąt be wrong!˛ I murmured fervently. By the time Tara had
settled in Sherry got home from school. I braced myself, and I wasnąt
disappointed. She marched straight into the library, stayed there for
just a second, then came marching toward me like a teenage Tiger tank.
łAll right.˛ I said, holding my hands up in surrender. łYou arenąt
going to argue?˛ Sherry asked, disappointed. łWould it do any good?˛ I
asked. She grinned and kissed me, a full body effort that got my
instant attention.
łNope.˛ She said happily. łHow soon?˛
łNow.˛ I said, taking her by the hand.
łYou mean right here?˛ She giggled. łAt three-thirty in the afternoon?˛
łThereąs more to being a handmaiden than being available.˛ I said. łGo
see Mei and have her Ţll you in about Tara.˛ łWhoąs Tara?˛
łAsk Mei. Now scoot, weąve got things to do.˛ She left obediently.
Probably the Ţrst time sheąd obeyed a command in two years. Rachel was
giving Tara the grand tour Iąd asked her to so I tracked down Alima and
pulled her aside.
łNow whatąs between you and Tara?˛ I asked quietly. łIt wasnąt a full
second before you bared your claws.˛
łShe just rubs me the wrong way.˛ Alima explained. łShe doesnąt seem to
like you much, either. Listen to me, Alima, Iąm deadly serious. Donąt
Ţght with her, donąt bully her, and donąt snipe at her. Iąll give her
the same warning I did you, as soon as sheąs settled.˛ łAs soon as
youąve fucked her you mean.˛ Alima snapped. Then she clapped her hands
over her mouth and stared at me with wide frightened eyes. łAre you
jealous?˛ I asked in disbelief. She shook her head quickly, then slowly
nodded.
łStupid, isnąt it?˛ She said. łI look at her and sheąs so, so,
graceful. Like a fairie queen. Titania in the ţesh.˛ łI didnąt know
arabic girls read fairie tales.˛ I said, surprized. Alima snorted.
łWe arenąt locked away in a harem, you know.˛ Then she giggled. łI
learned many things at those boarding schools. My father saw to that.˛
łYou werenąt jealous of Melinda or Gina.˛ I said, trying to puzzle it
out. łNobody can be jealous of Melinda. Sheąs too nice.˛ Alima said
seriously. łAnd Ginaąs so sad all the time, itąd be like kicking a
puppy.˛ łWhat about Sherry?˛ I asked.
łSherryąs my friend.˛ Alima said, stung. łIąm not jealous of anything
she has. She deserves some good luck for a change. I canąt imagine how
she felt, having to take all those men, and her only a child.˛ łSheąs
only two years younger than you, lady.˛ I said, touching her nose.
Alima startled me by licking my Ţnger. She grinned. łBut Iąve traveled,
master. And I was gifted with some of the Ţnest education money can
buy. Did you know I studied in Europe?˛ łNo.˛ I admitted. łIąm
surprized you didnąt learn another language then.˛ łOh, English was de
rigeur at that kind of school.˛ Alima shrugged. łVery stylish, very
proper. And they kept us so close we didnąt have a chance to see any of
the country. Heaven forbid one of the schooląs rich pampered bitches
should get herself pregnant.˛
łYouąre getting away from the point. Leave Tara alone, promise?˛ łI
promise. If she leaves me alone.˛ Alima added deŢantly. I sighed.
Knowing Alima that would have to be good enough. Iąd just have to come
up with some way to keep them apart until they could develop tolerence
for one another. Maybe Rachel would have some ideas. By Ţve oąclock
Tara was calm enough to be civil when we met. She was still with
Rachel.
łWell, Tara, how do you like the estate?˛ I asked, not wanting to
frighten her.
łItąs very lovely.˛ She said, her voice still clipped, but not harsh
now. I was to learn later that she clipped her words out of habit, to
kill her Irish accent.
łFit surroundings for such a lovely lady.˛ I said, bowing my head. She
tensed and I realized Iąd moved too fast. łIs Rachel taking good care
of you?˛ I asked, desperate to relax her again. She seemed relieved.
łYes, sheąs been very kind.˛ A smile crossed her face, just a small
one. Rachel smiled back warmly.
łI hate to interrupt your tour, Tara, but you and I need to go see
Mei.˛ Tara tensed again. łWhy?˛
łSo we can explain the estate rules to you.˛ I said gently. Tara bit
her lip, then took a deep breath.
łOk, Iąm ready.˛ She squared her slender shoulders like a soldier
readying for battle. Titania, indeed, a slender graceful creature of
fairie. Or the Sidhe, I corrected myself. More appropriate for Taraąs
ancestry. łIąll see you at dinner.˛ Rachel called to Tara as I led the
red-haired girl toward the library. It seemed that Mei had adopted it
for her ofŢce, because papers were scattered around her. Melinda was
with her, but when she saw Tara she spoke quietly to Mei and got up to
beat a hasty but unobtrusive retreat.
łMelinda, wait!˛ Tara called. Melinda stopped, watching the tall girl
warily. Tara moved over to her. łIąm sorry I embarassed you this
morning. I promise I wonąt do it again. Please forgive me?˛ Just a hint
of brogue broke through her clipped speech.
Melinda studied her for a moment solemnly. Then she smiled and nodded.
She waved at me and left. Tara watched her, eyes bright and
inquisitive. Another elŢn trait. The more I got to know this enigmatic
woman the more she seemed touched by the other world. Mei didnąt miss
it either, she exchanged a look with me.
łGood afternoon, master.˛ She greeted me. łHello, Tara. Welcome to
Ravenąs Wing.˛
łUm, hi.˛ Tara managed. Mei began gathering up her papers. As she did
she spoke to me.
łGood news, master. Teresa will arrive day after tommorrow, and Aki the
day after that.˛
łHot dog! Itąs about time Aki showed up. I canąt wait to see her face.˛
łSheąs going to love it.˛ Mei agreed, totally mystifying Tara. Show our
Tara a mystery and sheąs like a cat with a catnip mouse. She canąt
leave it alone.
But sheąs also something of a diplomat. So she didnąt inquire, just
sitting down in my favorite chair. I sighed and stretched out on the
couch, closing my eyes.
łHard day, master?˛ Mei asked sympatheticlly. łToo many shocks for this
old frame.˛ I sighed theatrically. łYikes and alarums, the slings and
arrows of outrageous fate.˛ There were a pair of giggles. I opened my
eyes to see Tara hiding her smile behind her hand.
łAh, the lady does protesteth at last.˛ I declared lazily, not wanting
to startle her. łMei Ling, I think sheąs Ţnally decided sheąs not going
to be eaten.˛
łWhat? But thatąs the best part.˛ Mei said with a perfectly straight
face. Tara looked puzzled for a second, then she blushed, as only a
red-head can. Mei chuckled.
łYouąll have to excuse Mei.˛ I said to the embarrassed girl. łHer
mother was frightened by a traveling seltzer bottle.˛ łA what?˛ Mei
said, a trace of accent appearing. łDonąt listen to him, Tara, it was a
full blown three-ring circus.˛ She glared at me, then laughed. łThis
isnąt at all what I expected.˛ Tara said. łWhat did you expect?˛ I
asked. She waved her hands helplessly. łI donąt know, something
different.˛
łWhips and chains, dark dank dungeons, and the artful screams of the
ravaged maidens shrieking in agonized ecstasy?˛ Mei offered helpfully.
Tara looked at Mei in disbelief.
łCould you say that again?˛ She asked. Mei shook her hea. łI donąt
think so.˛ She admitted cheerfully. łThe muse has ţed. And speaking of
ţed, why havenąt you?˛ Her manner turned serious. łI donąt understand.˛
Tara stammered.
łYouąre obviously scared out of your mind.˛ Mei leaned forward. łIąve
been watching you on the sly. You walk like you expect somebody to grab
you.˛ She nodded toward Taraąs purse, which I hadnąt noticed. łYou
donąt let that out of your hands. When somebody gets close you act like
theyąre going to bite you.˛
łIąm just scared.˛ Tara said defensively. łHavenąt I got every right?˛
As she spoke I noticed Mei was correct. Tara didnąt let the purse out
of her grip. I began to get a cold feeling about that purse. I was very
glad Mei was in the same room.
łNo, Tara.˛ Mei said gently. łYouąre not just scared, youąre terriŢed.
Why?˛ Her voice was still sympathetic but I noticed her body was now
poised to let her rise quickly. Tara noticed it too, her body stiffened
visibly. łIąm ok.˛ She said.
łYouąre scaring her again, Mei.˛ I said. łTara, listen, if you donąt
want to do this, Iąll put you on a plane right now. You can sleep in
your own bed tonight.˛
łI donąt have my apartment, anymore.˛ Tara said quietly. She was trying
not to tremble. łI burned all my bridges behind me. Iąve got nowhere
else to go.˛ She was tightening even as I watched. Any tighter and she
would snap. łThatąs all.˛ I said quietly. łTara, Iąm sorry. You can
stay as long as you need to Ţnd someplace else. I wonąt touch you.˛
łWhat?˛ Her voice broke.
łI wonąt rape you. Not like this. Youąre here against your will, out of
a sense of duty. When I brought you here I didnąt realize how deep your
loyalty to your employers ran. The Bureau can go shove itąs underhanded
tricks right up its ass.˛
Tara turned absolutely white. łWhat are you talking about?˛ She gasped.
She clutched her purse in a death grip. I smiled sadly. łYouąre an
agent for the FBI. Iąd guess they recruited you because you were a
virgin, and beautiful. And thatąs exactly what they needed to get you
in here. I imagine there were others, you just happened to pick the
short straw.˛
She was trembling now.
łI knew when I called you that Ţrst night. Mei was there, she can
verify it. Donąt be frightened, no oneąs going to do anything to you.
Youąre perfectly safe.˛
łHow?˛ She damned herself with that word. łHow did you know?˛ łNow that
would be telling, my beautiful faerie queen.˛ I said, smiling sadly.
łIąm rich and powerful and I have odd friends in strange places.˛ I
cocked my head. łOr is that strange friends in odd places? At any rate,
I knew. I thought, oh hell, I thought youąd be like the others. I
thought I could seduce you. I watched too many James Bond movies,
thatąs what I did. I never dreamed youąd be afraid of me. So stay or go
as you will, Tara OąKeefe. Iąll not hinder you.˛
łIąm curious about one thing.˛ Mei said to the trembling girl. łIs Tara
your real name?˛
łYes.˛ Tara admitted. łPlease donąt hurt me.˛ łNo one is going to do
anything to you, Tara.˛ I said gently. łBesides, you have a gun. You
also know how to use it.˛ I was shooting in the dark, but from Taraąs
sharp cry of dismay Iąd struck dead center. łGet me out of here, get me
out of here now!˛ She suddenly shouted. She bent over and fumbled with
her purse. I set the all time couch potato back-jumping record, landing
hard on the ţoor behind the couch.. There was a mufţed grunt and the
sound of another body hitting the ţoor. łItąs all right, master. You
can come out now.˛ Mei said, in a harsh voice Iąd never heard her use
before. It scared me. I peered over the couch back. Tara was laying on
the ţoor, cowering. Mei was standing over her, gun pointed in Taraąs
general direction. It was a snub nosed thirty-two caliber, ugly and
frightening. Cautiously I sidled from behind the couch. łDonąt kill me,
please, please!˛ Tara pleaded, shaking. Mei looked very, very, grim.
łMei Ling, I think this has gone far enough.˛ I said. łShe tried to
kill you, master!˛ Mei spat. Her eyes were mere slits, she wasnąt a
beautiful woman now but a cold-hearted killling machine. There was
nothing lovely about her. Whoever said a woman with a weapon is a
turn-on never had a woman with a weapon before.
It wasnąt a turn on, it was unnerving. The game had suddenly turned
deadly earnest and out of control.
łMei Ling, I think you should give me the gun and call Rachel, right
now.˛ I said, speaking as calmly as I could. Mei looked at me, and
there was nothing of the tender lover Iąd known, now she was a raging
dragon in all truth. łIf you would be my handmaiden, obey me.˛ I said.
She stiffened, but reluctantly handed me the gun. It was cold and heavy
in my grip. I handled it carefully with both hands. Tara watched me
with horriŢed eyes. Carefully I released the cylinder and removed the
shells. łCall Rachel, Mei.˛ I said shakily. łTara, please get up. No
oneąs going to hurt you, I promise. Mei, obey me.˛
łYes, master.˛ Mei hissed. łIf you make one false move, bitch, Iąll
tear your heart out!˛ Tara was thouroghly cowed. Truth to tell so was
I. Iąd never imagined warm and mischevious Mei Ling could turn into
such a monster. Rachel came running into the library after Meiąs venom
drenched command. łOh, my god!˛ She gasped. łWhat happened, master?˛
łSomething pretty serious.˛ I admitted. łRachel, everythingąs gone to
hell in a handbasket. We need you to pick up the pieces. Think you can
do it?˛ łWhat happened?˛
łTara tried to kill him!˛ Mei shouted furiously. Rachel blanched, then
tensed, actually growling.
łRachel!˛ I snapped. She paused. łRachel, my love, if you lose it
thereąs no hope. I need you now. Work your magic, lady. Letąs calm this
situation down so nobody gets killed, ok? Please?˛
łYes, master.˛ Rachel said. Tara was still white as a sheet, seeming to
have given Mei all her color. Mei was ready to kill, enraged past
reason. Rachel was angry, but controlling it. Me, I was as scared as
Tara. łMei, please, sit down.˛ Rachel requested. Still coiled, Mei sank
down. łRelax, Mei, itąs all over.˛
łSo she can try to kill him again?˛ Mei snapped. She wasnąt relaxing
one little bit.
Thuy appeared at the doorway, her face sagging in shock as she took in
the scene, the gun in my hand, Mei coiled like a rattlesnake, and Tara
cowering on the ţoor.
łWhat the hell?˛ She asked.
łThuy, please go away.˛ Rachel said. łI think dinnerąs going to be very
late tonight.˛ Thuy bolted. Still watching all of us Rachel retreated
to the door, closing and locking it.
łNow, master, why donąt you sit down?˛
łNO!˛ Mei snarled, half rising. łHe should get away from that mad
woman! Now! Before she can hurt him again!˛
łIąm all right, Mei Ling.˛ I said soothingly. łIt was my fault, Dragon
Lady. I provoked her into it. I frightened her so badly she attacked.
Surely you can understand that?˛ Mei paused, unwilling to let go of her
fury. łListen to him, Mei. Heąs your lover and your master. Trust him.˛
Rachel urged. łYou know heąs usually right about the girls in the
harem.˛ łExcept this one.˛ Mei seemed to be calming down. łThis one is
dangerous. He should banish her.˛
łThatąs his choice, Mei.˛ Rachel said soothingly. łHeąs the master.
Weąre just his handmaidens. You did well to protect him. That was good
and proper. You did what was required. Let go of your anger now. It has
served its purpose. Dragon Lady, itąs time you became our beloved Mei
Ling again.˛ Mei drew a shuddering breath. Something inside her seemed
to release and her shoulders slumped.
łAre you ok, Mei?˛ Rachel asked, moving to her friend. Mei nodded, then
weakly hugged Rachel back as the Apache girl embraced her. łMaster?˛
She asked, turning to me.
łThank you, Rachel. Mei Ling, Iąm very pleased that you protected me
like that. But you frightened me, my love. Please, never unleash the
dragon again.˛ I said shakily.
łIt was needful.˛ Mei said. łIąve never needed to do that before,
master. Iąm sorry I scared you.˛
łThatąs ok. Rachel, I think itąs time for Tara now.˛ łI think youąre
right.˛ Rachel said. She went and knelt by the thin girl. łTara, are
you ok?˛
łYes.˛ The answer was a sob.
łAre you calm enought to tell me what happened?˛ Rachel asked gently.
As she spoke I moved carefully around the room to Mei and took her in
my arms. Silently the Chinese girl buried her head in my chest. I could
feel the hot tracks of her tears as she lost all control and wept. I
stroked her back, riding out the reaction as I watched Rachel soothe
Tara. łI donąt-˛ Tara shook her head. łI wasnąt really going to hurt
anybody, I swear! But Iąm so scared, I just want to go home! Please,
let me go home!˛ And she broke down too.
Rachel gathered the sobbing girl awkwardly into her arms, cradling the
larger girl. Tara hugged Rachel and lost all control, her sobs harsh
and heart-rending.
Mei Ţnally recovered enough to look at me. Then she looked at the
terriŢed girl in Racheląs arms. Rachel continued to rock the red-haired
girl even as she met Meiąs eyes.
łItąs ok, itąs all over now.˛ She murmured. łIt was all a horrible
misunderstanding. Shh, itąs over now, itąs over.˛ Mei shivered, and
looked at the gun I was still holding. łThat should be put away.˛ Mei
said quietly. I nodded. I gave her the bullets and kept the gun myself.
We let ourselves out of the library. When we were outside I took the
bullets back from Mei and told her to wait for me in the living room.
The other girls were hovering nervously, Thuy had obviously told them
what she saw. I went upstairs, then paused. It was my own rule, no one
could touch anotherąs property without their permission. True, I hadnąt
envisioned being shot at, but stillŠ Cursing myself for seven kinds of
idiot I went into Taraąs room and laid the gun on the bed, and the
bullets next to it. If I was wrong, well, maybe Mei would be fast
enough again.
I just hoped I wasnąt wrong.
When I joined Mei in the living room I was surprized to see Tara and
Rachel there as well. The other girls had also come in. I made the
ninth body. I winced and cancelled that image with a shudder of
revulsion. Nobody said anything for a long time. Finally Tara stirred
and spoke. łI guess Iąd better go.˛ Her face was puffy and her eyes
red. She wasnąt one of those women who are immune to the after effects
of a crying jag. She looked miserable.
łThat would be best.˛ Mei said cooly. Nobody moved. łIąll need a ride
into town.˛ Tara said after another long pause. łI know thatąs asking a
lot.˛
Something was bothering me. I tried to pin it down. łIąm too busy.˛ Mei
said in a cool, distant voice. The girls stared at Mei in surprize,
this wasnąt like her.
I kept hearing in my mindąs earŠ
łWho were you calling to, Tara?˛ I asked, voice intense and urgent.
łWhat?˛ Tara asked, beginning to look like a trapped animal. łWho were
you calling to?˛ I asked again, not loud but very intense. Meiąs eyes
caught Ţre and she sat up. Tara cringed back, raising one hand
defensively.
łPlease, donąt!˛ She pleaded. łIąm wired. I was calling for help.˛ łWe
should be hip deep in cops about now.˛ I said. łHow come weąre not?˛ łI
donąt know!˛ Tara said. łThey told me if I got into trouble all Iąd
have to do is yell and theyąd be there. But nobody heard me.˛ łWhere is
it?˛ I asked, getting up and moving toward her. I held out my hand. She
trembled, but Ţnally opened her purse and pulled out a small radio. She
gave it to me.
I studied it, turning it on. Static blasted my ears. Hastily I turned
it off.
łThis is a bug?˛ I asked in disbelief. Tara took it back from me and
turned it over. She pointed to a small hole in the back of the case. I
took it back and examined it.
The hole wasnąt part of the original design. I popped the battery lid,
revealing the nine volt battery. I carefully removed the battery,
reassmbled the device, and gave both battery and radio back to Tara.
She stared at me as if to say what am I supposed to do with this? łThey
couldnąt hear you, Tara, because this house is sheathed in a Faraday
cage.˛ I said.
łA what?˛ She asked blankly.
łA Faraday cage. When this house was built they used a great deal of
iron. The plastering in the outer walls is supported by iron mesh
screens. Even the roof has iron supports. Cold Iron, my fairie queen.˛
I smiled. łYour little transmitter couldnąt possibly punch through that
kind of shielding. They had to run a cable to an outside antenna before
I could get signals.˛ łSo they donąt know what happened?˛ Tara asked
slowly. I shrugged. łThat meansŠ˛ She stared at me, eyes widening with
unease. łYouąre totally at my mercy.˛ I said softly. She paled. łWill
you let me go?˛ She asked carefully. łOf course.˛ I said. She relaxed.
łTomorrow.˛ łWhat? But I thought you saidŠin the libraryŠ˛ I held up my
hand. łThings have changed. You incurred a pretty heavy debt you know.˛
łYouąre going to rape me?˛ She asked, voice held tightly in check. She
trembled once, but controlled herself.
łLook around you, elf.˛ I said, gesturing. łThere are a half dozen
women here. Experienced slave girls all. Every one eager and willing to
satisfy my slightest whim. Why should I rape you? I could, easily
enough, and get away with it. Iąve got eye witnesses, after all. But
why?˛ łI donąt know.˛ Tara said. łWhat do you want?˛ łA story, queen of
the fairies.˛ I said softly. łThe story of your life. How you came
here, what you desire, why you are here. And perhaps the reason you
want to stay.˛
Tara was silent. Mei looked at me in disbelief. łMaster, you canąt.˛
Mei pleaded. łShe tried to kill you.˛ Everyone but Rachel and Mei were
stunned into immobile silence. They hadnąt known exactly what was going
on.
łKill you?˛ Thuy whispered. łWhy?˛ She stared at Tara in horror. Alima
smiled a grim smile.
łI knew she couldnąt be trusted.˛ She said in satisfaction. łGet rid of
her.˛
łBe still.˛ I said to her. łSpeak, elf. Tell me a story. Tell me about
Tara OąKeefe.˛
łWhy do you keep calling me an elf?˛ Tara asked, nettled. łIąm as human
as you are.˛
łAlima named you Titania. Queen of the fairies, beautiful,
graceful-treacherous.˛ I explained. łRuler of fancies, queen of deceit.
I know nothing of Tara OąKeefe, only Titania the queen. Or shall I name
thee Bain Sidhe?˛
łNo!-no. Iąm no evil spirit.˛ Tara said. łIąm just a silly girl whoąs
got herself in it right proper.˛ Her brogue was in force now, the
clipped words submerged. Her voice was lyrical, beautiful. łNo more
lies, Tara.˛ I said. łAs a secret agent you stink.˛ łNo more lies.˛
Tara agreed. łIąm really a secretary in the department. I never thought
Iąd ever be a Ţeld agent. They came to me six months ago and told me
they needed my help. Somebody was setting up a harem of slave girls.
They thought it was a front for buyers from the Middle East. They
needed a beautiful girl they said. A sacriŢce for your country, they
said. It was risky, I might be raped before they could extract me. They
needed a virgin they said.˛ Tara didnąt blush.
łThey said Iąd be planted and theyąd pounce when they had the evidence.
It was dangerous, but if I didnąt do it dozens of girls would end up
real slaves, and probably die young.˛ She shuddered. łI was
overwhelmed. They counted on that, the bastards.˛ She looked at me. łSo
here I am. Master.˛ She sneered. łI panicked in the libarary. I thought
you were just toying with me, that you really knew everything. I donąt
think I could have actually used the gun, I was just trying to protect
myself. Threaten. Not kill.˛ And she shuddered.
I looked at Mei.
łMei Ling?˛ I said softly. łCan you believe her? You saw how frightened
she was. Could it all have been a tragic misunderstanding?˛ łMaybe.˛
Mei said, the word dragged out of her by her own honesty. łRachel?˛ I
asked.
łSheąs either telling the truth or sheąs the most wonderful liar Iąve
ever met.˛ Rachel said somewhat ruefully. łIn truth, I canąt say.˛
łSheąs telling the truth.˛ Sherry said suddenly. Even Tara turned to
look at her in surprize.
łHow can you be sure?˛ I asked.
łBecause I know.˛ Sherry said. łThis isnąt the Ţrst time Iąve seen
this.˛ She hesitated, then shrugged. łMei, youąre wrong. As much as I
love you, and respect what you think, this time youąre wrong.˛ łI once
knew a girl named Renee.˛ Sherry said. łTimid, and shy. One night her
pimp beat her up real bad. Acused her of holding back. She grabbed a
gun and shot him.˛
łI donąt get it.˛ I said. łHow-˛
łShe swore that she only wanted to scare him.˛ Sherry said. łShe said
the gun went off accidentally. Well, donąt you see?˛ Sherry demanded to
the room at large.
łNo.˛ Mei said reluctantly. łIąm sorry, Sherry I donąt. Whatąs the
point?˛ łThe point is if youąre scared youąll do anything to protect
yourself. Youąll lie, cheat, steal, or threaten. Even kill. We all saw
how scared she was. It wouldnąt have taken much to send her over the
edge.˛ Sherry snorted. łIąve been there myself.˛
łWell?˛ I asked Mei.
łAll right.˛ Mei agreed Ţnally. łI was wrong. Tara, weąve been the
victims of a horrible mistake. Will you forgive me?˛ łSure.˛ The
red-haired girl agreed, only too glad to Ţnd a way out. łWhat happens
now?˛ I asked Tara.
łI donąt know.˛ She answered. łThis whole thingąs got me so confused I
canąt see straight.˛
łYouąve got two choices. Stay, and become a slave girl, or have your
people extract you.˛ I answered.
łMy people seem to be asleep.˛ She retorted. łWhy donąt you take a walk
in the fresh air?˛ I suggested. łThat might wake them up.˛
She sat up straight. łAre you kidding? Alone?˛ łTake as long as you
like.˛ I said. łOf course your dinner may get cold.˛ łIąll keep it warm
for her.˛ Thuy offered eagerly. Tara looked at her strangely.
łWhat happens if I decide to stay?˛ Tara challenged. łThen you become a
slave girl.˛ I said. łFrom 6 P.M. to 6 A.M. youąll be required to
submit to me totally.˛
łWhy do they call you master, even during the day?˛ Tara said. łIf itąs
only at night, why do they act like slaves?˛
łIąll let you handle that one, Mei.˛ I said, chuckling. łItąs our own
choice, Tara. Weąre not his slave girls anymore, we decided to become
his handmaidens.˛
łAgainst my better judgement.˛ I interjected. She nodded. łAgainst his
better judgement.˛
łWhatąs a handmaiden do?˛ Tara asked suspiciously. Mei smiled. łJust
what a slave girl does-24 hours a day.˛ Mei answered. łSo youąre a real
slave girl then.˛ It wasnąt a question. łYes. Heąs even allowing me to
arrange for my collar.˛ Mei said proudly. Tara looked at her like she
was insane.
łIąm proud to be his handmaiden, Tara.˛ Mei said, noting the look.
łIąve schemed and conived and wheedled, and Iąm the happiest girl in
the world that he owns me.˛
łOwns you?˛ Taraąs voice became uneasy.
łI sold myself to him.˛ Mei said simply.
łFor how much?˛ The Irish girl asked before she could stop herself. Mei
smiled. łFor all he had. His soul.˛
Tara looked at me, then at her, then at the rest of the girls. She
shivered and stood up.
łI need to think about this.˛ She said not meeting anyoneąs gaze. łI
may not be back.˛ And she left hurriedly. The front door opened and
closed. łShe wonąt be back.˛ Alima predicted conŢdently. łI say she
will.˛ Thuy interjected.
łWhat do you say, Rachel?˛ I asked curiously. łI havenąt the foggiest
idea. But I will say this. Tara isnąt like the rest of us. I canąt see
her enjoying sex slavery.˛ łSherry?˛ I asked.
łIąm hungry.˛ The adolescent answered. łI donąt know if sheąs coming
back or not. But Iąm too starved to care. Letąs eat dinner, and if
sheąs not come back by then, one of us can go see if sheąs really
gone.˛ Well, it was sound advice. So we ate dinner. By the time weąd
Ţnished desert, Tara still wasnąt back.
łIt looks as though somebody should go see if sheąs ok.˛ I said. łWhoąs
the least frightening among us?˛ I swear, every eye turned toward
Melinda. łBut I wouldnąt know what to say.˛ Melinda protested. łYou
must admit, sheąs not frightened of you.˛ I said thoughtfully. łAnd you
only got here last night. The Ţrst night is still fresh in your mind.
So you know what sheąs feeling right now.˛
łWhat do you want me to do?˛ Melinda sighed. łFind her. Iąve got a
pretty good feeling sheąll want to talk. Listen to her. Be her friend,
Melinda. Behind your timidness, you are a wonderful warm person. Let
Tara discover that.˛
łIąll do my best.˛ Melinda said, and left. She was gone an hour and a
half. The rest of the girls congragated with me in the living room. We
watched some movie or other, I canąt even remember the name. The Ţrst
sign that Tara and Melinda were back was Socks. He came frisking up to
Gina and demanded to be petted. Melinda quietly slipped into a seat. I
muted the sound and turned to Tara who was nervously shifting from foot
to foot.
łIąve decided to stay.˛ The tall girl blurted. Thuy grinned wickedly at
Alima.
łAs a slave girl?˛ I asked. Tara nodded, a quick jerk of her head. łYou
donąt have to answer if you donąt want to.˛ I said carefully. łBut I
would like to know why you changed your mind. If youąre willing to tell
me.˛ łI donąt mind.˛ Tara said. łBut I donąt know if I can. I walked
around the garden for a while, then went out to the gate. I even put
the battery back into the bug.˛
łI donąt know why I didnąt call for help. I wandered back to the house
and sat down in the statuary garden. Thatąs when the dog showed up. He
jumped up on the bench with me and put his head in my lap.˛ She
laughed. łIt felt nice. He just wanted to be petted. So I petted him
for a while. Then Melinda found me. We talked for a long time.˛ łAbout
what?˛ Rachel asked softly. She smiled at Tara. łAbout what happened to
her last night. About what I could expect here. About the other girls.
About Paul.˛
łAnd what did she tell you about me?˛ Rachel asked. Tara watched the
Apache girl.
łThat youąre magical.˛ Tara said. She smiled. łAnd I believe her.˛
Rachel blinked.
łAnd what of me?˛ I asked, not sure I wanted to hear the answer. łThat
youąre a terriŢc lover, a wonderful master, and sheąs madly in love
with you. And you with all the girls. Now just how is that possible?˛
Her tone wasnąt fearful anymore, but her clipped words were smoother,
the brogue very evident. And her tone was disbelieving. I rather liked
it. łItąs a long story, fairie queen.˛ I said, smiling. łWhy donąt you
sit down and Iąll tell it as best Iąm able.˛ Tara went to the couch
sitting next to Rachel, who scooted over to make room.
łEach of the girls was selected carefully from eight thousand
candidates. Including you.˛ I said. łAlthough in your case Iąm not sure
how much was true and how much wasnąt.˛
łEach girl was chosen because there was something about her I liked.
Each one had some quality that made me want her. When I started this I
thought Iąd be something like a Hugh Hefner of the bondage set. Sex
slaves R us. But then Mei came. Our Ţrst night was paradise. We traded
secrets and became intimate literally overnight. And the more I got to
know her the more I came to respect her. Before I knew it sheąd fallen
in love with me. And I with her.˛
łRachel was second. After a rocky start she also fell in love with me.
With Meiąs blessing. And youąre right, she is magic. Her Apache name is
Moonlightąs Laughter. It Ţts her, donąt you think?˛ łAnd so it was with
the others. After a week or so, love blooms. Itąs real and itąs solid,
and itąs truely wonderful.˛ łMelindaąs only been here one day. I donąt
love her yet, nor she me. It hasnąt been long enough. But there is
strong affection. There are bonds of the heart here, Tara, not just of
the body.˛ łAnd what about the sex?˛
łEach girl comes here knowing it will happen. She wants it, she demands
it. And I give her as much pleasure as I can. Sometimes, I hurt her.
But the painąs rarely severe, and I never injure her. And that too they
enjoy.˛ łHow could they enjoy pain?˛ Tara scoffed. łThatąs just macho
bullshit.˛ łIs it?˛ I smiled. łWant to bet?˛
łWhat do you mean?˛ Tara parried uneasily. łThuy would disagree with
you. And so would Alima. Iąm not so sure about the others.˛
łThey have to say that.˛ Tara said. łTheyąre slaves.˛ łWeąre slaves by
choice, Tara.˛ Thuy said. łAnd Iąve had just as many orgasms from his
whip as from his lovemaking. I think if he didnąt whip me Iąd be
disappointed.˛
łHe beats you with a whip? And you like it?˛ Tara demanded
unbelievingly. łYes I do.˛ Thuy said Ţrmly. łThe Ţrst night we made
love he caned me hard enough to draw blood. He didnąt mean to, of
course. Heąs never done it since.˛
łJesus.˛ Tara breathed. łAnd you let him?˛ łI didnąt have much choice.˛
Thuy said drily. łI was spread-eagled between two trees at the time.
But yes, I let him. I let him hoist me in the air and ţog me four days
ago. And I came so hard he had to carry me to bed.˛ Tara shook her head
in disbelief.
łIf youąre afraid of burns, stay out of the Ţre.˛ Alima snapped. Tara
bridled instantly.
łI said Iąd stay!˛ She snarled. łIąm hungry and Iąm tired and I will
not put up with your tongue, my girl.˛ Alima paled and would have ţared
back, but I intervened.
łAlima!˛ I snapped. The Arabic girl subsided, glaring at Tara.
łRemember what I told you? That outburst was uncalled for. Apologize,
now!˛ łYes, master.˛ Alima said sulkily. łIąm sorry, Tara.˛ She didnąt
sound it. Tara looked at me, then remembered how precarious her
position still was. łAccepted.˛ She said, clipping her word almost in
half. łAlima, you have disobeyed a direct order.˛ I said coldly. łYou
will be punished tonight, in front of Tara. And then you will apologize
most sincerely, do you understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ Alima said, uneasy now.
łPlease, donąt do that.˛ Tara said quickly. łSheąs probably got a
point. I havenąt been the perfect houseguest, have I?˛ She smiled
wanly. łI donąt want to cause you any more trouble, believe me!˛ łI
believe you.˛ I said. łBut Alimaąs never been a very docile slave, she
has to be reminded from time to time that her manners need improvement.
Isnąt that right, Alima?˛
łYes, master.˛ She said, humbly.
łIt will also show you that a girl can have an orgasm from pain.
Alimaąs quite adept at it. Not as good as Thuy, but then thatąs not her
specialty.˛ łSpecialty?˛ Tara was quick.
łAs time goes by everybody Ţnds something they like. Sometimes it
surprizes them.˛
łAnd each girl has a specialty.˛ Tara said. łNo exceptions?˛ łI donąt
imagine there could be.˛ I said mildly. łEverybodyąs got their favorite
thing, right?˛
łI suppose.˛ Tara seemed doubtful. łWhat if two girls end up with the
same specialty?˛
łNo skin off my nose.˛ I said cheerfully. łWith a bakerąs dozen thereąs
going to be enough variety to keep me happy. And no two slave girls are
ever remotely alike.˛
I turned serious a moment. łTara, this is something you need to
understand. I love every one of my girls. Even the disobedient ones.˛ I
glared at Alima, who hung her head. łEach one is a person, with her own
unique abilities-both in and out of bed. Sex isnąt everything I demand
from my slave girls. Thereąs also love, and respect, and whatever
skills she has.˛ łIt goes both ways, of course. Iąd never hurt any of
them, and they know that. Youąll know that, in time. If you stay. This
house is like nothing youąve ever seen before. Or will again.˛ łI can
believe that.˛ Tara said ruefully. łLook, would it be ok if I eat
before-˛ She hesitated. łUh, whatever it is?˛ łOf course.˛ I said.
łEat, then shower. Iąll have Melinda and Rachel waiting to dress and
bind you. You arenąt afraid of Rachel or Melinda, are you?˛ łNo.˛ Tara
blushed. łWhat do you mean, bind me?˛ I grinned at her. łBondage is a
way of life here. Better get used to it.˛ łBut what are you going to
do?˛ Tara insisted. łI mean, bind me how?˛ łIąll leave you to dwell on
that.˛ I said. łAnticipation will heighten your pleasure. Mei, would
you brief Tara while she eats? Just the highlights will do. You can
give her the full training tomorrow.˛ łYes, master.˛ Mei said. Thuy,
Tara, and Mei all left. łMaster, are you really going to punish me?˛
Alima wheedled. I stared at her.
łBefore I take Tara, yes.˛ I said. łDonąt worry too much about it, I
donąt bear grudges. Hey Melinda!˛ Turning to the Phillipino girl I
asked. łHow are you holding up?˛ I said. łWe have a few minutes if
youąd like to talk in private.˛
łNo, thank you.˛ Melinda said.
łListen, if you have any problems you let me know. If Iąm not available
Mei or Rachel will help. Ok?˛
łYes, master.˛
łGina, you remember what Sherry did to you last night?˛ łHow could I
forget?˛ Gina shuddered. łI still get wet just thinking about it.˛
łYouąre going to do it to Melinda tonight. I want you to be extra
careful, our shy Melindaąs not very big.˛ Melinda blushed and looked
away. Gina nodded solemnly.
łIąll take care of her. Donąt worry, Melinda. It wonąt hurt a bit.˛
łThank you.˛ Melinda managed.
łSherry, my pet, did you enjoy Mei Ling last night?˛ łVery much.˛
Sherry nodded. łThank you, master.˛ łTonight Iąve got an assignment for
you.˛ łYes?˛
łI want you to teach Gina how to deep throat. She should learn
quickly.˛ łOk.˛ Sherry eyed Gina speculatively.
łAfterward, you belong to her till eleven oąclock. Anything goes.
Understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ Sherry was watching Gina now with a predatory gleam in
her eye.
łAnd Ţnally our magic lady.˛ I said, turning to Rachel. She smiled and
chuckled. łDid you Ţnd Alima and Thuy to your liking?˛ łYes, master.˛
łHowąd you like a chance at Tara?˛ Rachel considered it. łIf she
doesnąt mind.˛ Rachel said after a moment. łI mean, sheąs not like the
rest of us. She isnąt really a slave girl.˛ łDo you like making love to
the others?˛ I asked, watching her. She paused again.
łYes. But I like you better.˛
łShameless hussy.˛ I said with a smile. łFlattery will get you bedded.˛
She grinned.
łI think youąve found your specialty.˛ I said. łDoes that shock you?˛
łWhat, making love to other women?˛ Rachel considered it. łI think
before Mei and I did it it would have. But now I enjoy it. Making Alima
come was a real treat, sheąd never made love to a woman before.˛
łEverybody is best at something.˛ I said. łLetąs see, Meiąs is anal
sex, yours is lesbian sex, Thuyąs is sexual torture, Alima, yours is
almost certainly being disciplined, wouldnąt you say?˛ łWell-˛ She
hedged, then nodded. łIt seems to be. It frightens the hell out of me,
but when itąs happening I get really excited.˛ łI noticed.˛ I smiled.
łGina, I donąt think youąve been here long enough to Ţnd yours yet, and
neither have you Melinda. It will be interesting to see what they are.˛
łI think mine might be giving head.˛ Gina said thoughtfully. łThat
really turns me on.˛
łWhat about you, Sherry?˛ I asked. łWhatąs your specialty?˛ łGroup
sex.˛ She said without hesitation. łI really dig having two or three
guys take me at the same time. Or a gang bang from a dozen or so.˛ That
drew shocked looks from Gina and Melinda. Sherry laughed at them but
didnąt say anything.
łUh, Sherry, I think you might want to explain that.˛ I said hastily.
She hesitated, then shrugged. łWhat the hell? Everybody else knows.
Before Paul found me I was a hooker.˛
łBut you canąt be more than-˛ Gina started. Then, realizing what she
was saying she clamped her jaw shut and looked like she wanted to fall
through the ţoor.
łIąm sixteen. I started a little past my fourteenth birthday. Donąt
look so shamefaced, Gina. It wasnąt all that bad, although I like it
here about a million times better.˛
łHow could you do that?˛ Melinda asked timidly. Then she blushed and
stammered an apology.
łHey, Melinda, itąs cool.˛ Sherry said, holding out one hand to the
black haired girl. łI think I know what you mean. You mean how come I
wasnąt ashamed?˛ Melinda nodded jerkily.
łI was hungry.˛ Sherry shrugged. łYou can do a lot of different things
if youąre hungry enough. And I had to pay my rent, and buy new clothes,
and all the rest of it. It was a way to survive.˛ łI got lucky,
though.˛ She said, looking at me. łI was found by a wonderful man and
tricked him into enslaving me. My slavery was worth those two years.
Even being raped by my uncle.˛
łWhy Sherry!˛ Rachel said lightly, to cover the shocked silence. łI do
believe youąve made him blush!˛
I never have been able to accept heartfelt compliments, especially of
that magnitude.
łYour uncle raped you?˛ Gina said in disbelief. Thatąs not the kind of
thing you expect to hear someone say. Melinda looked horriŢed, and
instantly sympathetic.
łHey, no big deal.˛ Sherry tried to brush it aside. łIt didnąt kill me
or make me an emotional cripple, or anything like that. Itąs over now.
I donąt even think about it anymore.˛
łYou donąt have to talk about it if you donąt want to.˛ I said Ţrmly.
łThere are some things that should remain private.˛ łIn the harem there
are no secrets.˛ She quoted. łI donąt mind. As your hand maiden Iąm
safe from my past. It canąt hurt me anymore. And if it gives you a
quick thrill, then Iąm glad. After all, how many rape victims really
and truly are able to say theyąre over it?˛
łAnyway, he didnąt threaten me, or try to hurt me. So I didnąt have any
bruises or broken bones to mess up my head.˛ łWhat did really happen?˛
I asked.
łSo you are curious?˛ She teased. I nodded. łI have to admit it. Your
Ţrst night I thought about it. Thatąs why I was extra gentle with you.˛
łI wondered why you didnąt paddle me.˛ She said. łAlthough Iąm just as
happy you didnąt. I donąt think Iąd care to be punished at all.˛ She
shivered, then brightened.
łMy uncle drinks a lot. He isnąt a mean drunk, but one day he was
drinking and he called me into his bedroom. When I came in I never
dreamed he was about to do what he did.˛ Dispite her words to the
contrary Sherry shivered. łHe got up and marched to the door. He closed
it, locked it, then picked me up and put me on the bed. I remember
laughing, thinking he was playing some sort of game.˛
łSherry,˛ He said to me. łYouąre fourteen years old and very pretty. I
know youąre still a virgin, but itąs time you learned about sex.˛ łCan
you imagine what went through my head? Before I could say anything he
went on.˛
łNow I know you think what Iąm about to do is wrong, my being your
uncle and all. So Iąm going to tie you up so you canąt Ţght me. I donąt
want you to hurt yourself, because thereąs nothing you can do to stop
me.˛ łBy now I panicked. He must have expected it because when I opened
my mouth to scream he shoved a sock in it. Before I could stop him he
was sitting on me, pinning my arms with his knees. Then he took a rope
and tied the sock in place so I couldnąt spit it out.˛
łThen he blindfolded me. That scared me so bad I just laid still while
he tied my hands over my head.˛
łHe didnąt hurt me, you understand. He just forced me. He stripped off
my shorts and panties, then shoved my top up my arms. Then he got my
bra off.˛ łHe tied my legs apart and gave me some time to recover. Then
when he was sure I was calmed down a little he took off the blindfold.˛
łSherry, he said, Iąm not going to say Iąm doing this for any noble
reason. Iąm horny, youąre pretty, and Iąm drunk. Iąll probably regret
this tomorrow, but now Iąm going to enjoy it.˛
łHe enjoyed it for two hours before he laid down on me. I have to admit
after a while it got me hot. But he wasnąt a very good lover, and he
hurt me when he broke my cherry. If heąd been gentler, and a better
lover I might be with him yet.˛
łBut it hurt, and before I could get into it he came inside me. I
remember being scared that Iąd get pregnant, but I didnąt. He untied me
and let me go clean up.˛
łI ran away the next day.˛ She shrugged. łWhen I got to the city I
starved for two days before this guy picked me up. He offered me a
hundred bucks if Iąd let him fuck me. So I did. Thatąs how I started
hooking.˛ łWow.˛ Gina said softly.
łWhen Paul made love to me that Ţrst time I remember thinking that this
is what it should have been like with my uncle. Gentle and loving and
oh so good.˛ She smiled dreamily. łI just laid there and came and came
and came. It was wonderful.˛ Her eyes refocused.
łYou know, Tara should hear this.˛ I said thoughtfully. łNot just you,
Sherry, but all the girls. Once she sees how happy you are sheąll relax
and enjoy herself.˛
łDonąt count on it.˛ Rachel warned. łShe doesnąt like it here.˛ łGive
her time.˛ I councilled. łAfter all, you werenąt going to stay at Ţrst,
either. Remember?˛
łI remember.˛ Rachel admitted uncomfortably. łBut I didnąt try to shoot
you either.˛
łWill you forget about that?˛ I scolded her. łShe was scared, and itąs
over now. Like Sherry said, people do a lot of things when theyąre
scared. Besides, her headąs all messed up from playing secret agent.
Sheąll be ok.˛ Just then Mei and Thuy returned.
łTaraąs gone to her room to shower.˛ Mei reported. łGood. Rachel,
Melinda, hereąs what I want you to do.˛ I gave the girls some quick
instructions and sent them off. I also had Alima go scrounge up a
cushion from somewhere.
łWell?˛ I asked. łWhat do you think of her now?˛ łSheąs still
frightened, although sheąs trying to hide it.˛ Mei said. łIąm sorry
master, but I still donąt trust her. Where did you put her gun?˛ łOn
her bed.˛ I said. Mei stared at me as though Iąd lost my mind. łYou
didnąt reload it did you?˛ She gasped. I shook my head. She relaxed
with a shudder. I decided not to tell her what Iąd done with the
bullets. łYou think sheąs still playing spy games?˛ I asked. łI donąt
know. She might be. Rachel could tell you better than I could.˛ łThuy?˛
I asked.
łI donąt know, master. She didnąt say much as she was eating. When Mei
asked her if she understood the house rules she just nodded. The whole
thing feels spooky.˛ Thuy looked steadily at me. łBe careful, master.
Tara might be dangerous.˛
łTara is very dangerous.˛ I said soberly. łThe only thing I donąt know
is if taking her will defuse the bomb or detonate it.˛ I grinned
suddenly. łJust think. Taraąs a real live secret agent! And sheąs going
to allow me to tie her down and rape her. And it might just not be a
game to her.˛ łDoes that excite you?˛ Gina asked. Sheąd been very quiet
since the oriental girls had come in.˛
łYes.˛ I said, nodding. łSheąs even more of a challenge than you are,
Gina. Sheąs never fantasized about being a slave girl. Sheąs an
ordinary girl thatąs been thrust into an extraordinary adventure.˛
łYour mission, should you choose to accept it-˛ Mei quipped. I hummed
the theme to Mission Impossible and broke out laughing. łMr Reiner,˛ I
said in the serious tones of the Misson Impossible brieŢng tape. łYou
must take an ordinary, unkinky girl, restrain her with diabolical
thoroughness, strip her naked, and perform diverse and perverted sexual
acts to her shrinking virgin body.˛ I winked at Sherry, who chuckled.
łYou may recruit members of your team from your harem, leaving no tush
unturned in your search for the ultimate attainment of your mission. As
always, if you are captured by enemy agents, we will disavow all
knowledge of your activities, and force you to turn in your Captain
Midnight Decoder Ring, and your keys to the executive washroom. This
tape will self-destruct in 5 seconds.˛
łBoom!˛ Gina shouted, and laughed. I grinned. The other girls jumped at
the black girląs shout but laughed with us.
łGina, Sherry, youąre excused, along with Melinda.˛ I said. łThe rest
of you girls are going to be on call in case I need something. For
right now, letąs all go down to the dungeon and wait for Tara.˛ It took
another Ţfteen minutes or so before the red-haired girl was led into my
presence. She looked scared but was hiding it reasonably well. Her
hands had been tied behind her back and a leather collar locked around
her neck. A leash dangled from the collar to Racheląs wrist. Tara was
barefooted and wore only a thin nylon dressing gown that reached about
two or three inches below her crotch. The gown was held in place by a
sash that was in imminent danger of coming loose, since it wasnąt
knotted. I nodded my approval to Rachel and held out my hand. The
indian girl knelt and presented me with the leash, just as Mei had with
Gina. łGood evening, Tara.˛ I said gravely.
Tara didnąt say anything, just nodding quickly. łItąs 8:36 PM.˛ I said.
łThat means you belong to me until 6 AM, body and soul. Iąm going to
give you one Ţnal chance to back out. If you donąt take it I will force
you to have sex with me, and do kinky and perverted things to you. Do
you want to back out?˛
łNo.˛ She Ţnally managed. łIąll stay.˛
łYou understand Iąm going to rape you tonight?˛ łYes.˛ She shivered.
łYes, master.˛ I corrected her gently. She swallowed. łYes, master.˛
She whispered.
łAnd this is what you want?˛
łYes.˛ She answered. łMaster!˛ She added as I tugged sharply on the
leash. łIf you forget to call me master again youąll be punished.˛ I
said softly. łDo not forget, slave girl.˛
łNo, master. I wonąt forget.˛ Tara said quickly. łSee that you donąt.
Do you see that cushion, Tara?˛ łYes, master.˛ She said.
łBy kneeling on it you will give yourself to me. Once youąve done so
thereąs no turning back, you will have given me complete control of
your body until 6 AM. Do you understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ She stared at the cushion like a bird at a snake. łIf
you donąt want to do this, say so now and Iąll let you go. Or you can
go kneel on the cushion, giving yourself to me unconditionally. If you
kneel youąll forfeit every right you have, except freedom from injury,
disease, or pregnancy. Now choose.˛
I stepped forward and unclipped the leash from her collar. She shivered
for a moment, then looked at me, searching my face for something. Not
Ţnding it she looked at the girls behind me. I followed her gaze. Meiąs
face was impassive, most of the other girls smiled encouragingly,
especially Rachel. Tara bit her lip and looked at the cushion. It was a
large cushion, one of the kind you scatter around the ţoor to lie on.
It was hot pink, and silky. It was a shocking contrast to the grey
cement ţoor it rested on. Tara tested the rope that held her arms
pinned behind her.
łYou wonąt hurt me?˛ It was a plea.
łI wonąt injure you.˛ I said. łI may hurt you if you displease me. Or
if I want to see you cry. Now choose.˛ Tara paled, looking at the other
girls again.
łItąs ok, Tara.˛ Rachel said. łItąs a wonderful life. Join us.˛ łYou
would be welcome.˛ Mei said softly. Her face still betrayed no emotion,
but her words were gentle, sincere.
Tara sobbed and stumbled to the cushion. Everyone held their breath as
she paused, still crying. Before she could lose her nerve she knelt,
legs together.
Pandemonium broke out. The entire harem applauded, with whistles and
shouts mixed in a general babble of welcome. The weeping girl was
startled into forgetting her tears as the ovation continued. Finally I
turned and motioned for silence.
It took only a few seconds, mostly for the girls to notice me. łIąm
pleased you have such a high regard for your new harem sister.˛ I said
into the silence. Turning, I spoke directly to Tara. łWelcome home,
Tara OąKeefe. May your life with us fulŢll your fondest dreams. You
come here a virgin, and frightened. Youąll wake tomorrow without your
cherry, and without your fear. Rise, my fairie queen. Come to your
master and submit.˛
Somewhat in shock she rose awkwardly to her feet and stumbled up to me.
She towered over the rest of us, having to bow her head not out of
submission, but simply to meet my eyes.
łBefore I take you, Iąm going to show you some of the things you can
expect to have happen to you.˛ I said. łBut Ţrst, you must be suitably
dressed. Rachel, untie her hands.˛ The Apache girl freed her quickly.
Before Tara realized what my intention was, I stripped her with one
quick movement. She bleated and reţexively covered herself.
łMelinda, bring me a ball gag and a pair of hand cuffs.˛ I said.
Silently the Phillipino girl sped to obey. Tara dropped her arms,
realizing how useless it was. I took the cuffs from Melinda and told
Tara to put her arms behind her back. Shivering she did so, standing
meekly while I cuffed her. Then I ordered her to kneel on the cushion
again. She did, with legs together.
łTara, you must never close your legs.˛ I said, looking down at her.
łItąs a challenge to your master. Now spread your legs, wide apart.˛
Blushing, Tara did so, her crotch settling into the silky material. She
hung her head. łLook at me.˛ I commanded. I showed her the gag in my
hand, a bright red ball on a leather strap.
łDo you know what this is, slave girl?˛
łNo, master.˛ She said.
łItąs called a ball gag. It prevents you from making any noise. Iąm
going to use it on you now, open your mouth.˛ Trembling, Tara did as
she was told. The ball went in and she winced as the tightening strap
pulled her hair. I also reattached the leash.
łOne thing you must learn is total obedience.˛ I said. łIf you fail to
obey an order you will be punished. Alima disobeyed an order, Iąm going
to make you watch as I punish her. This is just a warning to you, Tara,
you havenąt disobeyed me yet, I donąt plan to punish you tonight.˛ I
tugged upward on the leash. Tara scrambled to her feet somewhat less
than gracefully, not yet adjusted to her bondage. I gave the leash to
Rachel. łAlima, come here.˛ I said coldly. Timidly the Arabic girl did
so. łStrip.˛ Trembling, she took off her clothes. I took her naked body
to a framework and made her stand still as I spread-eagled her,
restraining her with locking metal manacles at wrists and ankles. Then
I went to the wall and took down a cane like the one Iąd used on Thuy
that Ţrst night. Alimaąs eyes widened as she saw it. łMaster, please,
no!˛ She begged, really frightened. She strained ineffectively at her
restraints.
łI gave you a direct order, Alima, and you disobeyed me.˛ I said. łIąm
sorry, master, I wonąt ever do it again, I swear!˛ She pleaded, eyes on
the long slender switch in my hand.
łI know you wonąt, Alima. Iąm going to make sure of that tonight. But
before youąre punished, Iąm going to explain exactly how bad your
disobedience was, and how angry I am with you.˛
łI told you to leave Tara alone. I speciŢcally told you not to bait
her, not to snap at her. I told you I was afraid that it might make her
want to go home.˛
łAnd you agreed not to do it. Didnąt you?˛ łYes, master.˛ She hung her
head, knowing I was really mad this time. łBut you disobeyed me, didnąt
you?˛
łYes, sir.˛ The words were hardly audible. łYou put tonight at risk.
You made Tara feel unwanted. You endangered the haremąs peace and well
being.˛
łI didnąt mean to!˛ She said desperately. łI believe you.˛ I said. łBut
thatąs not going to make the cane hurt any less. The fact is you
disobeyed me. Youąre a willful, arrogant slave girl.˛ łYes, master.˛
Alima was near tears.
łWorse, youąre not just a slave girl any more. Against my better
judgement I allowed you to become a handmaiden. And what do you do? You
disobey me. And not a minor infraction either, you commit one of the
most major offenses, endangering the haremąs peace and well being by
nearly scaring off a candidate before she can be initiated.˛
łPlease, master, mercy!˛ Alima begged.
łNo, Alima. Not this time. Tonight Iąm going to really hurt you. This
is called a cane.˛ I held it up. łIąve only used it once, on Thuy. It
drew blood.˛
There were gasps among the girls. Taraąs eyes got very wide. Alima
gulped. łThis time, Iąm not playing, Alima. Iąm very angry with you.
Tonight you will suffer real pain. I give you permission to come, if
youąre able. It will be the only pleasure I give you.˛
I stepped behind her.
The cane made a nasty whistling sound as it cut through the air. Alima
shrieked as the thin bamboo snapped against her ass. It left an angry
red weal across both buttocks.
łGod, master, no more!˛ Alima cried. Ignoring her I began to cane her
in earnest, not using as much force as I had with Thuy. She screamed
repeatedly as I worked the line of welts down her legs, then back up
her abused ass, leaving ugly red Xąs against her pale ţesh. When I
stopped she slumped, exhausted. I paused only long enough to walk
around in front of her.
łNo, please! Oh, stop, god, stop please! Plea-aaah!˛ She convulsed in
her chains as the cane cut across both breasts. I wasnąt merciful, the
helpless girl jerked and twitched in agony as I worked the welts down
her belly. She made an especially pitiful noise when I (lightly) struck
her pussy directly. I worked the insides of her legs, then stung her
sides. Moving back behind her I Ţnished on her unmarked back, leaving
not one inch of ţesh unmarked. About half way through her back she
started moaning. I stung her ass again and was rewarded by a low
gutteral wail as she shuddered in a pain induced orgasm. It didnąt last
very long, and she collapsed immediately afterward. I stopped,
examining her carefully. She was unconscious, but the cane hadnąt drawn
blood anywhere, although her body was crisscrossed with angry red lines
so thickly it looked like she was wearing a red Ţshnet. łHelp me.˛ I
commanded Mei, who helped me lay her down after we released her. Alima
came to a minute later, sobbing from the pain of her welts. łThuy, take
her to her room and tend her.˛ I ordered the vietnamese girl. Thuy had
been through it, although not as savagely as Alima. She knew how to
make the sting go away. She helped the Arabic girl upstairs. Sherry
looked revolted. Rachel and Mei both looked frightened by the
discipline, but Tara wasnąt. Enjoyment was perhaps too strong a word,
but Alimaąs punishment had stirred a spark of interest. I took Taraąs
leash from Rachel and gestured Melinda to come to me. She was also
frightened, but she came anyway. łTara, not all my slave girls are
disobedient and must be punished. Melinda lost her virginity last
night, as you will tonight. Iąm very proud of her, she was magniŢcient.
So tonight Iąm going to reward her.˛ I smiled at Melinda, who shyly
smiled back.
łMelinda will be chained spread-eagle on her bed and Gina will insert
the Cucumber, a very sophisticated, computer controled vibrator into
Melindaąs body.˛
łEight hours of the Cucumber will make an average girl come at least
six times. Melinda isnąt average, she could come as many as twenty
times, or go into a single massive multiple orgasm all night long.˛ I
kissed Melinda lightly. Her eyes shone.
łIt will bind her to me as nothing else possibly could. The day after
tomorrow, she will push it into your belly. And youąll be mine forever
after.˛
I swear Taraąs eyes lit up. She liked the idea of a vibrator that could
make her come all night. I smiled at her.
łYou like that idea, donąt you?˛ Slowly she nodded. łSex toys turn you
on?˛ She shrugged. łWeąll just have to Ţnd out, wonąt we, Tara?˛ She
looked at me quickly. I just smiled.
łGina, take Melinda to her room and impale her.˛ I ordered. Gina and
Melinda left. łMelindaąs too shy, I donąt think sheąd respond well to
an audience during insertion.˛ I said to Tara. łBut weąll drop in and
see her in an hour or so, after itąs had a chance to work. In the
meantime youąre going to Ţnd out what bondage is really like.˛
I tugged on the leash, making Tara follow me to the bed Iąd tortured
Rachel in. The Apache girl shivered at the memory. Unlocking Taraąs
handcuffs I gestured to the bed.
łLie down on your belly.˛ The slender girl climbed onto the bed and
laid down with her legs together. I smacked her smartly on the ass. She
yelped behind her gag.
łNever close your legs!˛ I shouted. Her ankles shot apart instantly.
łBind her.˛ I told Mei. Wordlessly the Chinese girl obeyed. I unlocked
her collar and removed the gag. Tara drew a shaky breath. łWeąll leave
you to your thoughts, Tara.˛ I said. łLadies?˛ As I went out the door I
turned off the lights.
Can you imagine what Tara must have felt? Picture it: naked, strapped
helplessly to a bed, alone in pitch blackness. Knowing the next person
she saw would take her virginity. I got hard half way down the hall.
łRachel, I want you to stay with me. The rest of you girls have the
night to yourselves. Have fun.˛ As the rest of the girls left I turned
to Rachel. łWell, Rachel?˛
łMaster?˛ Rachel asked curiously.
łArenąt you going to scold me for caning Alima?˛ łNo, master.˛ She said.
łWhy not?˛ I asked.
łShe deserved it.˛ Rachel said simply. I stared at her in open
surprize. łWell, she did.˛ Rachel said, shrugging. łMaybe next time
sheąll be slower to let jealousy do her thinking for her.˛ łYou saw
that?˛ I asked, impressed. łStupid question, of course you saw it.˛
Rachel sat down on the couch. I sat next to her, putting my arm around
her. She snuggled against me.
łI was very proud of the way you handled that scene in the library,
Rachel. I want to thank you for it.˛
łNo need, Paul.˛ She said, staring up at me. łI was just doing my job.˛
łMore than your job, lady.˛ I corrected her, stroking her face. łI want
to reward you for being such a wonderful person, but I donąt know what
I can give you.˛
łYouąve given me so much already, master.˛ Rachel said softly. łYou
donąt have to give me anything. Your love is more than enough.˛ I
kissed her gently, lips to lips and hugged her. łMy wonderful Rachel. I
have to do something for you. What would you like?˛ łWell, we could go
to my room.˛ She said, smiling wickedly. łAnd you could show me how
much you appreciate me.˛
łShameless hussy.˛ I murmured into her hair. łWhat about Tara? Would it
be fair to her?˛
łOh you donąt have to fuck me.˛ Rachel said, laughing as I tickled her
ear. She twisted away. łSince Iąve come here I have a new fantasy.˛
łReally?˛ I sat up, delighted. łTell me.˛ łI fantasize you chain me to
the bed and eat my pussy all night long.˛ Rachel said.
łBut Iąve done that before.˛ I said, puzzled. łBut youąve never gagged
me, or blindfolded me before. I want you to do it while Iąm wearing
both.˛ She said. łAfter I saw Sherry on the bed I just had to try it. I
wanted the Ţrst time to be with you.˛ łThank you.˛ I said, genuinely
moved. łBut the gags are all in the dungeon, so are the blindfolds.˛ At
her look of disappointment I was spurred into an idea.
łRachel, Iąm going to rape you.˛ I announced. łWhat? But what about
Tara?˛
łHang Tara!˛ I said expansively. łBesides, I didnąt say I was going to
come in you. An hour or so of cunnilingus ought to rev your engine for
a quick savage rape.˛ I grinned down at her. łEspecially when youąre
gagged and blindfolded.˛
łBut you said the-˛ I hushed her.
łLetąs go to your room. After all, a rapist is hardly likely to buy
commercial restraints, now is he?˛ MystiŢed but willing Rachel followed
me to her room.
łLetąs see,˛ I muttered, opening a drawer. łAh, perfect.˛ I pulled out
a pair of stockings.
łWe may ruin these.˛ I said. łSo let me pay for them now.˛ łTheyąre
yours, master.˛ She said expansively. łMy gift to you.˛ łNo, now thatąs
not fair. Especially since-ah ha!˛ I pulled out a half dozen silk
scarfs. Rachel cocked her head as I chortled. łThese are perfect.
Whereąd you get Śem?˛ I asked. łIn town. I like those scarves, master.
You arenąt going to ruin them, are you?˛
łNaw, silkąs very, very strong.˛ I said, grinning at her. łStronger
than even our lovely Mei Ling. Ready?˛
łYes.˛ She said. łWhatąs on your mind?˛
łA savage rape, I think. I wonąt hurt you of course, but I am going to
overpower you. So get ready.˛ Rachel cocked her head at me. łYou want
me to struggle?˛
łOf course. Uh-you donąt know karate or anything do you?˛ I asked
uneasily, remembering how quickly Mei had put Tara down. łNo, master.˛
Rachel said with a smile. łIąm just a helpless girl against a big
strong rapist.˛
Helpless like a rattlesnake. If push came to shove I wouldnąt care to
go against Rachel. Sheąd be likely to grab a kitchen knife and perform
impromptu surgery of a manąs privates.
Fortunately, though, she was on my side.
I lunged unexpectedly, slamming into Rachel and bowling her over
backward onto the bed. Before sheąd recovered from her surprized I had
my knees between her legs and her arms over her head. Quickly I wrapped
the scarf around her wrists several times and knotted it. By now Rachel
was bucking and screaming loudly. I let her struggles guide her exactly
where I wanted her, then looped the ends of the scarf through a
conventient hole in the headboard, knotting them where her Ţngers
couldnąt reach. I leaped off the struggling girl and grabbed up a
handful of scarfs. Rachel was well into her part now, kicking savagely
at me, forcing me to come in from the headboard side.
A girląs legs are much stronger than her arms. I found that out the
hard way, Ţnally having to sit hard on her thighs to control her. But I
Ţnally managed to get her ankles tied, though it took nearly ten
minutes. Had I been raping her for real, her screams would have already
brought an army.
łShut up, bitch!˛ I yelled at her Ţnally, very loud. She froze in
shock. łDamn, you make more noise than a housefull of burning cats! You
want something to scream about, Iąll give you something to scream
about!˛ I started taking my clothes off, smirking down at her. To tell
the truth I was tired from our struggle, glad that the next hour would
be cunnilingus, not intercourse. Rachel eyed me wildly.
łDonąt rape me, please! Let me go and I wonąt say anything, I promise!˛
łOh, Iąll let you go, right enough.˛ I said, grinning. łAfter Iąve
pumped you full of my meat. Yeah, slut, weąs gonna have a real good
time, you and me. A real, Ţne time. And I know you ainąt gonna say
nothing, Ścause youąll be too busy crawling after me, begging for
more!˛ Naked now, I reached down and unbuttoned her dress. She
whimpered and struggled weakly, unable to get any purchase against the
tight scarves. I couldnąt get her dress off because of the way she was
tied, so I Ţnally pushed the whole thing up over her head and up her
arms. She was wearing sexy bra and panties, black lacy nothings. I got
the bra off easily enough and began to maul her breasts, making her cry
out at my roughness. But her nipples got hard and she panted in
excitement, so she couldnąt have minded too much.
łLook at this!˛ I said, pushing my hand in her panties. She was wet
already, and gasped at the rough insertion of a Ţnger. łYouąre already
ready bitch. Hot damn!˛ I pulled her panties down to her ankles. łYou
lay still like a good little whore and you wonąt get no bruises.˛ I
warned her. She was limp as I untied her ankles, pulling the panties
off. I quickly tied her ankles apart with two more scarves, then
studied the panties in my hand, snifŢng them lightly. They smelled
strongly of her juices. I grinned and grabbed the stockings. Rolling
them up I made a large ball which I then wrapped her panties around.
łYou make too much noise.˛ I said. łProbably deafen me when you get a
cuntful of my prick. So weąll just take care of that little problem
right now.˛ I pinched her nose closed.
łOpen up, honey. Time to taste your own pussy.˛ Rachel started to turn
her head aside but I grabbed a nipple and tweaked it hard. She yelped.
łNone of that, now. Iąll bet you lick pussy all the time, whatąs a
little more pussy juice? Now open wide, papaąs got a big surprize. Ahh,
thatąs right, whore, take it all in. Now donąt spit it out! Hereąs a
nice pretty scarf to make sure you get a real good taste.˛ I slipped
the scarf under her head, trapping her hair as I tied it tightly around
her mouth. łThere, pretty as a picture!˛ I took another scarf and
blindfolded her with it.
By now I was hard, and Racheląs bound body beckoned. She was already
wet enough, so I surprized her. She shrieked as my weight came down on
her, pressing my cock into her pussy without warning. I began moving
quickly and deeply. Rachel cried out, threshing in her bonds. The feel
of her body struggling under mine turned me on. I put my arms under her
and squeezed her as hard as I could, bearing down with my full weight.
Rachel shuddered, then shuddered again.
I felt myself getting too excited, so reluctantly I slammed as deep as
I could, then shuddered to simulate coming and pulled out. Without
pause I attacked her pussy, eating her roughly, but careful not to
bite. She came after twenty minutes or so, as my roughness turned
gentle. Looking up at the clock I noticed almost an hour had passed.
Rachel was twitching now, trying to signal me to stop, sheąd had
enough. So I did, and released her.
łGod, that was intense.˛ She said, panting. łWhen you raped me I
thought I was going to come right then. Why didnąt you keep going?˛ łI
overexcited myself.˛ I said ruefully. łSince I wasnąt wearing a condom,
and youąre still not on the pill I thought prudence the better part of
valor.˛
łAn honorable withdrawl?˛ She asked deadpan. I stared at her, rendered
speechless by the atrocious pun.
łYouąve been hanging around Mei too long.˛ I said after regaining
control. She grinned at me.
łNow, get dressed, weąve got a slave girl to break in.˛ I said,
grabbing my clothes. Rachel dressed slowly, taking a moment to gather
up the silk scarves and put them neatly away. She started to get a new
pair of panties when I stopped her.
łNo underwear.˛ I said. łYou arenąt going to need it.˛ Rachel actually
blushed, though with her complexion it was hard to tell. I gave her
instructions on what I wanted her to do when we got to the dungeon.

Chapter 33 Unconditional Surrender

Naked except for her dress Rachel slipped into the dungeon with a
ţashlight, moving to Taraąs bondage bed and switching on an overhead
light. I stayed out of the circle of light to watch them. łHello,
Tara.˛ Rachel said softly. Tara stared and the Apache girl and just
trembled. łIąm here to prepare you for the master.˛ łYou arenąt going
to make love to me are you?˛ Tara pleaded. Rachel sat down on the edge
of the bed.
łDo you want me to?˛ She asked the red-haired girl. Tara shook her head
wildly. łYou will.˛ Rachel promised. She went to the shelves and took
down some massage oil.
łIąm going to give you a massage, Tara. When you feel like having me
caress you, let me know.˛ Rachel said gently.. Tara yipped when Rachel
poured the cool oil onto her back. The Irish girl didnąt make a sound
as Rachel began to rub her.
łYouąre so tense, relax.˛ Rachel urged. łIt isnąt as though you can
stop me, is it?˛ Tara pulled at her bonds, and let out a single sob.
łNow, now, Tara, donąt be scared.˛ Rachel said. łIf I wanted to I could
do horrible things to you and youąd be helpless to stop me. Donąt make
me mad.˛ łI thought you were different.˛ Tara said suddenly. łWhat do
you mean?˛ Rachel asked, using the edge of her hands to gently pound
Taraąs back. Tara grunted.
łI thought you were kind.˛ Tara said. łGentle. You wouldnąt hurt a ţy.˛
łI wonąt.˛ Rachel said. łAnd Iąm not going to hurt you either. So just
relax and enjoy it.˛
łYouąre raping me, you know.˛ Tara said softly. łI donąt want you to
make love to me. Iąm not even sure I want Paul to.˛ łWell, thatąs part
of being a slave girl. Iąve had to do things I didnąt like.˛
łReally? Like what?˛ Tara asked. It was obvious she was trying to take
her mind off Racheląs soothing hands.
łWell, the Ţrst night I was here I was laying right where you are now.˛
The black haired girl told her victim. łPaul tortured me. Not just a
game either, it was for real.˛
łWhy?˛ Tara asked, appalled.
łI did something very bad.˛ Rachel said after a moment. łWeąre going to
have to know one another much better before I tell you what, just
sufŢce it to say I deserved it.˛
łNobody deserves to be tortured!˛ Tara protested. łI did.˛ Rachel said.
łHe gave me the choice of going home a virgin, or staying to face
torture. I chose to stay.˛ łFor Godąs sake, why?˛ Tara asked, twisting
around as best she was able to stare at her masseuse.
Rachel smacked her on the behind. łLay still and Iąll tell you.˛ When
Tara put her head down she was staring right at me. But the pool of
light blinded her to anything beyond. I was effectively invisible.
łThere were a lot of reasons.˛ Rachel said, pouring more oil into her
hand. She began to massage Taraąs left leg, kneading the muscles
gently. łOooh, that feels good.˛ Tara groaned in spite of herself. łIąm
from a poor family.˛ Rachel said. łPaul offered me a dream come true. I
would live in a big house and have more money than Iąd ever dreamed of.
Heąd give me whatever I wanted, for as long as I cared to stay.˛ łEven
after Iąd done-what I did.˛ Rachel stumbled. łHe handed me a check for
a thousand dollars and told me heąd send me home on the Ţrst plane in
the morning. I just dropped the check and ran. I spent the whole night
crying.˛ łWhy?˛ Tara asked.
łBecause I was terriŢed of staying, and I couldnąt stand the thought of
leaving. Mei and Paul were so obviously in love it made me want it too.
And they offered to let me be part of their love, Mei even begged me to
stay for just one night. She was crying.˛
łI donąt understand.˛ Tara said, confused. łShe wanted me to stay.˛
Rachel explained. łFor Pauląs sake. Iąm not going to say more, Tara,
because itąs too private. Just take it from me, Iąd rather be here as
his hand maiden than anywhere else on earth. You donąt understand that
now, but you will. Heąs going to make love to you and it will turn your
body inside out. Heąs the best.˛ I felt myself turning red.
łHeąs going to rape me.˛ Tara said dully. łIąve made a horrible
mistake.˛ łThatąs what I thought.˛ Rachel said, putting one hand on her
shoulder. łListen to me, I know youąre here because you think youąre
going to discover some slaverąs ring or something, but the rest of us
are here because we want to be. And heąd never hurt any of us.˛
łWhat do you call what he did to that arabian girl?˛ Tara demanded
incredulously. łShe had welts all over her.˛ łAlimaąs a bitch.˛ Rachel
said, chuckling. łThatąs why he picked her. She deserved that
punishment, Tara. Heąd do the same thing to me if I disobeyed him. Or
to Mei, or any of the other girls.˛ łAnd you accept it as right?˛ Tara
demanded. Rachel moved around to the front of the bed and sqatted so
she could look Tara straight in the eye. łYes.˛ Was all Rachel said.
The two girls studied one another for a moment before Rachel returned
to her duties.
łIn fact, I demand it.˛ She continued. łIąm his handmaiden. Iąve given
myself to him as his total slave, every hour of every day. Do you know
what that means?˛
łNot really.˛ Tara said. Her breathing quickened nervously as Racheląs
hands moved closer to her crotch.
łIt means he can do whatever he pleases to me. Just as I can do
whatever I want to you.˛ Rachel caressed Taraąs pussy. Tara cried out
and shuddered. łPlease donąt do that!˛ Tara begged, shivering. łPlease
donąt.˛ łWould you rather I did this?˛ Rachel asked, pussing an oil
slick Ţnger up her victimąs asshole. Tara moaned and tensed. łTake it
out, please!˛ She cried. Rachel did, only to spank Tara sharply on the
ass. The red haired girl froze, trembling from tension. łDonąt ever
tell me what to do.˛ Rachel said. łThatąs the quickest way to feel
pain.˛
łYes, maąam.˛ Tara responded.
łIf you did that to the master he would be justiŢed in whipping you
just like he did Alima.˛ Rachel scolded the other girl. łIąm telling
you this for your own sake. Donąt make me demonstrate.˛ łI wonąt,
maąam.˛ Tara shivered.
łDo you want me to make love you now?˛ Rachel asked, trailing one Ţnger
between Taraąs legs. The other girl shuddered and surged against her
bonds. łNo?˛ Rachel said, disappointed. łOh, well, later youąll realize
what youąve missed. Weąll have plenty of time.˛ Rachel unstrapped Tara.
łTurn over.˛ She said briskly. Itąs time for you to lose your
virginity.˛ Tara turned over, sliding a little on the silk sheets. She
trembled as Rachel told her to spread her arms and legs. Before long
the red-haired girl was helplessly spread-eagled. Rachel began to work
over her breasts. łPlease, Iąm not a lesbian, please, Iąm sorry maąam
but I just canąt!˛ Tara begged. Rachel smiled down at her victim.
łHush, now, Tara, of course you can. You donąt have any choice. I know
youąre not a lesbian, neither am I. If you want me to rape you, I will.
Thereąs nothing wrong in this. Youąre a slave girl now. You must obey
the master.˛
łBut you arenąt him.˛ Tara objected desperately łI have his authority,
Tara. Now lie back and enjoy what I do. Thatąs an order.˛
łNo, please!˛ Tara wailed. Rachel drew back. Tara closed her eyes and
went limp with relief.
łDo you want me to inform the master you refused to cooperate, Tara?
Iąd say youąre already in enough trouble.˛
łThis is wrong, Rachel! Please donąt do this!˛ Tara begged. łLet me
explain the situation to you, Tara.˛ Rachel said patiently. łYou are a
slave girl. The master can do whatever he wants to with you. And what
heąs decided to with you is give you to me as my reward.˛ łRe-reward?˛
Tara asked, her inquisitive nature overriding her fear for a moment.
łIąm a very good slave, Tara. Iąve pleased him and now heąs given me my
reward. You.˛
łBut why do you want me?˛ Tara asked, genuinely curious. I laughed
silently. The longer she kept Rachel talking, the longer she kept
Rachel from raping her. And it was working.
łBecause youąre beautiful.˛ Rachel said softly. Tara blushed, unable to
handle the compliment in her current straits. łBecause the sight of you
turns me on. Because I want to make love to you.˛ łWhy?˛ Tara asked
again. Rachel laughed, a full throated laugh of genuine amusement.
łSo many questions, Tara.˛ Rachel teased. łYouąre like a child, always
why, why, why. But youąve stalled me long enough. Iąve been very good,
and now Iąm getting my reward. Please donąt spoil it for me.˛ Tara
opened her mouth, then closed it in confusion. Rachel watched her, a
smile playing about her mouth. Tara looked away. łWhat is it that
frightens you so much, Tara?˛ Rachel asked softly, stroking the other
girląs belly.
łTouching and kissing, itąs-women shouldnąt!˛ Tara blurted. łI mean,
not to each other.˛
łYou like it when a man does it, donąt you?˛ Rachel asked. Tara
blushed. łI donąt know. Iąm a virgin.˛
Rachel smacked herself on the forehead. łIąd forgotten that!˛ She
smiled down at Tara. łSomehow I just canąt think of secret agents as
virgins.˛ łIąm not really a secret agent.˛ Tara said. łIąm just a
secretary for the FBI. I do dictation and word processing and Ţling.
Itąs really pretty tame stuff.˛
łNot like now, hmm?˛ Rachel cupped Taraąs breast, squeezing gently.
Tara drew her breath in sharply.
łWhat if I made a deal with you?˛ Rachel asked suddenly. łWhat if I
promise not to use my mouth on you. And you wonąt have to do anything
to me, ok?˛ Tara blushed furiously.
łNow what?˛ Rachel asked impatiently. Tara had trouble getting started.
łItąs not the uh, licking part that scares me.˛ Tara said. łI just
canąt handle the thought of your playing with me.˛ She closed her eyes.
łYou mean I can use my tongue but not my Ţngers?˛ Rachel said,
bewildered. Tara nodded. łThat doesnąt make any sense!˛ łI know.˛ The
other girl said miserably. łBut thatąs just a hang up Iąve always had.
The thought of a woman playing with me just sends shivers down my
spine.˛
łI have to cover you in oil.˛ Rachel said Ţrmly. łAll of you. Masterąs
orders were very clear on that part.˛ She paused. łBut Iąll give you a
break. I promise I wonąt take any longer than I have to on your private
parts, ok?˛
łIąd appreciate that.˛ Tara said eagerly. She seemed pleased with the
partial victory. Rachel restarted the massage, working on Taraąs arms
and legs. The red-haired girl relaxed, enjoying the sensual feel. When
Rachel started on her breasts, Tara bit her lip but didnąt protest.
Despite her promise Rachel spent almost Ţve minutes on Taraąs breasts.
I could see Taraąs nipples hard and erect from Racheląs sex play,
gleaming under a thin sheen of massage oil. Tara closed her eyes as
Rachel moved to her sides and belly. She whimpered when Rachel Ţnally
reached her genitals. Rachel didnąt take long there, not trying to
arouse Tara by masturbating her.
łThank you.˛ Tara whispered as Rachel stopped. Rachel smiled and undid
her dress, letting it fall slowly. Taraąs eyes got very big. łYou know
what, Tara?˛ Rachel said. łI love being gagged while the master fucks
me. I wonder if youąd enjoy it while Iąm raping you?˛ She smiled lazily
at the bound girl and wandered slowly over to the wall, picking out a
ball gag. She took her time, walking with an exaggerated motion that
set her breasts and buns jiggling erotically.
Tara was turned on, in spite of her protests. She lifted her head
wordlessly at Racheląs urging and opened her mouth to take the bright
red ball without a murmur. She held still as Rachel buckled the strap.
Then her head fell back and her eyes closed. She tensed as she felt
Rachel lay down between her legs.
The breath blasted out of her nose as Rachel put her mouth Ţrmly
against her crotch and sucked. Things got more interesting from there.
Tara was soon Ţghting the straps and shoving her crotch against
Racheląs mouth. It took almost ten minutes for Rachel to bring her off,
but she came Ţnally in a shuddering groaning orgasm loud despite the
ball between her teeth. She cried out in protest as Rachel didnąt stop,
and soon had another raging orgasm. And still Rachel didnąt stop. Tara
didnąt come again, just cried and groaned behind her gag. By now Rachel
was an experienced lover and knew it was pointless to continue. So she
got up and went to complete her Ţnal part in Taraąs initiation.
She came back trailing an extension cord. Tara looked at the gizmo on
her hand and whimpered. Rachel smiled and switched the massage vibrator
on. This was one of those bone throbbers that professional massuses
use. Tara screamed behind her gag as Rachel pressed it between her legs
and held it there.
Tara threshed on the bed as the vibrator did its work, screaming and
moaning behind her gag. It took Ţve minutes to make her come, a
wrenching effort that made her arch her back like a bow. After it was
over Rachel turned off the vibrator and ungagged Tara.
łGod.˛ She gasped. łThat was-nice.˛ She blew like a horse run twenty
miles. Eventually she recovered.
łDid you enjoy it?˛ I asked, walking into the circle of light. Taraąs
eyes nearly popped from their sockets.
łYou were watching?˛ She asked, face red as her hair. I nodded,
gesturing for Rachel to hand me the vibrator. łNo, please, not yet! Let
me rest Ţrst, please!˛ Tara pleaded.
łYou forgot to call me master.˛ I said. She turned white. łIąm sorry,
master! It was the vibrator! I swear I wonąt forget again!˛ She watched
me with wide eyes.
The vibrator came on with the sudden shocking thrum of a disturbed bee
hive. I pressed it against her pussy and held it there. Tara shuddered,
gasping. She stiffened, holding her breath.
She let her breath out in a sob, then drew another, holding it as long
as she could. This time when she let it out it was in a groaning scream
that told a tale of orgasm. I didnąt let up, holding the vibrator Ţrmly
in place dispite her wild struggles. Her second orgasm took another
Ţfteen minutes, and her third another ten after that.
Her third orgasm made her collapse from exhaustion so I took pity on
her and stopped. When she came to she was free of restraints. łI feel
as weak as a newborn kitten.˛ She murmurred softly. łDo you understand,
now?˛ Rachel asked. Tara shook her head. łNot yet. But I have a feeling
it wonąt be long.˛ łCan you walk?˛ I asked.
łYes, master.˛ She said quickly. Groaning and wincing she climbed to
her feet. łPlease, master, I beg you. Donąt use that thing on me again,
Iąd die.˛ Tara said, eyes downcast.
łMelindaąs had a vibrator inside her for almost two hours now.˛ I said.
łSheąs got another six to go. Letąs go look in on her, shall we? Just
to give you a foretaste of whatąs going to happen to you when Teresa
arrives.˛ Tara shivered but stood docile as I had Rachel handcuff her
arms behind her back.
We trouped up to Melindaąs room. I opened the door and ushured the two
girls ahead of me.
We were greeted by the sound of sobbing. Alarmed I hurried over to the
bed to Ţnd Melinda laying spread-eagled on her back, sobbing as though
her heart was broken.
łOh, master, make it stop!˛ Melinda wept. Naked, her gold nipple rings
gleaming in the overhead light. Tara gasped as she caught sight of
them. łIt just keeps on and on and I canąt-oooh nooo, God!˛ She
screamed, quietly, the air Ţghting itąs way past clenched teeth. She
collapsed, quivering. łMake it stop, make it stop!˛ She wailed loudly,
totally unlike her normal quiet self. She relaxed suddenly.
łIąm sorry, master, Iąm trying, but itąs too hard.˛ She turned her tear
stained face to me. Her eyes were red from bawling, her nose was
running. I checked the Cucumber, concerned that Gina may have done
something wrong. But everything checked out. I even unstrapped it and
pulled it a quarter of the way out. Melinda groaned in frustration as I
pushed it back in. Her pussy was really wet, so that wasnąt the
problem. I strapped the device back in place.
łWhatąs the matter, cara mia?˛ I asked, brushing the hair from her
eyes. łItąs this thing, master. I canąt stand it!˛ Melinda whimpered.
łIs it hurting you?˛ I asked. She hesitated. łNo.˛ She said
reluctantly. łBut Iąve come until I canąt stand it anymore, please,
please take it out. Whip me, hurt me, but Mother Mary and Joseph, take
it out!˛
łYou must wear it all night.˛ I said, kissing her lips. She looked at
me like a lost soul.
łIt will kill me.˛ She said seriously. I shook my head and smiled. łNo,
little one. Mei did it, and Thuy, and theyąre even smaller than you
are.˛
łI donąt know how they stood it.˛ Melinda shuddered. łPlease, master,
if Iąve pleased you take it out.˛
łNo, Melinda. How many times have you come?˛ łI donąt know.˛ She said.
łI canąt remember much after the Ţrst three. A dozen, maybe?˛
łA dozen?˛ I asked, surprized. łAre you sure?˛ łI donąt know. Many. How
long has this thing been in me?˛ Melinda asked. łTwo and a half hours.˛
I said, checking my watch. łIąll send someone to let you go eventually.
In a day or two.˛
łMaster!˛ Melinda wailed. łIąll be dead in a day or two!˛ I kissed her
again. łIąm teasing, Iąll come for you at six AM. Pleasant dreams,
Melinda.˛ I got up and herded Rachel and Tara toward the door. łMaster,
please!˛ Melinda wailed. Her pleading was cut off as the door closed.
łYouąre going to do that to me?˛ Tara asked as we moved toward her
room. łMaster, how am I supposed to stand that?˛ łHer reaction
surprizes me.˛ I admitted. łSheąs reacting much more strongly than the
other girls have.. Rachel, Iąd like you to keep an eye on her. Sleep in
Melindaąs room tonight You can make a bed on the ţoor.˛ łYes, master.˛
I opened Taraąs door and led her inside. The gun and bullets were gone.
I released Tara and had Rachel bind her loosely spread-eagle on her
back, including the collar.
łGood night, Rachel.˛ I said, kissing her. łIąm sorry Tara wasnąt as
responsive as youąd have liked.˛
łThatąs ok, master. Itąs the thought that counts. Maybe a night with
you will change her mind.˛ Rachel left, closing the door behind her. I
turned back to Tara, who eyed me warily. łSo, my beautiful fairie
queen. Youąve been brought to bay at last. As soon as Iąm hard, youąre
going to lose your cherry. Iąm going to rape you.˛ łI know.˛ Tara
seemed excited by the prospect. łPlease try not to hurt me too much,
master.˛
łYour pleasure is your lookout.˛ I warned her. She nodded, watching as
I stripped. The thought of raping her had me hard already. Tara stared
at my cock and swallowed.
łIąm not going to say it.˛ She said resolutely. łItąs too damn corny.˛
I chuckled, walking over and running one hand over her body. It was
warm and soft, she wasnąt tense and terriŢed now, just alert and loose,
ready. łSo much has happened to you, are you ready for me, Tara?˛ łYes,
master.˛ She gasped. I fondled her cunt, feeling the wetness coat my
Ţngers. Just to familiarize myself with her body I ran my hands over
her breasts, feeling the slippery nipples pop up instantly. Mounting
her was easy, she didnąt even try to struggle. I pressed my cock
against her pussy, feeling her reţexively try to bring her legs
together. She stretched her head up to me, the collar chain clinking
faintly. I brushed her parted lips slightly.
łBeg me to take you, slave.˛ I whispered Ţercely. łTake me, master.˛
She said, moving her hips. She bit her lips as the tip of my cock sank
into her slightly.
łAre you on the pill, Tara?˛ I asked. Eyes wide she nodded. łKiss me.˛
I commanded. She stretched, and I grabbed her head with both hands,
pressing my mouth Ţrmly against hers. As her mouth parted and my tongue
darted in I thrust sharply, breaking her hymen.
She froze, then arched her back making a mewing noise. The heat of her
welcomed me as I pressed slowly inside. She shuddered, moaning, gasping
through her nose. My weight came down on her fully and she wriggled
under me. Breaking the kiss I stared down into her eyes, wild with
passion. Whatever doubts sheąd had were gone for the moment, lust
smoldered in her eyes. I began to move slowly in and out. It must have
hurt because she made a strangled noise and convulsed, the slack coming
out of her chains with a thrum.
She groaned as I continued to move slowly, but soon relaxed a bit. łIs
it as bad as you feared?˛ I asked, brushing the hair from her face.
łNo.˛ She said softly. łItąs wonderful.˛ She grunted as I speeded up.
Soon she was throwing her head from side to side and sobbing for breath
as her orgasm neared. When it arrived she caught her breath and let it
out in a wailing scream that chilled my blood-and sent hot Ţre rushing
through my groin. When it was over she collapsed, panting. I had
paused, to let myself calm down, sheąd nearly taken me with her when
she came. When her panting quieted I kissed her gently and started to
move again.
łYou mean youąre still hard?˛ Tara said with wide eyes. łI thought the
guy comes Ţrst.˛ I chuckled.
łYou really were a virgin, werenąt you?˛ I slid my hands under her soft
ass and pulled her against me as I ground into her. She sighed
contentedly. łIąve always dreamed of a man fucking me like this.˛ She
said with her eyes closed. łFucking me till I come and come and come!˛
She tried to raise her bound arms but gave it up when she realized she
was chained. łIąd forgotten you chained me.˛ She whispered, then
chuckled. łIsnąt that silly? Oh, yes, harder, fuck me harder!˛ The
red-haired girl urged me to more effort with a humping motion.
We were soon lost in the love making, Tara not getting her wish, only
came once, making me lose it. She felt the hot wetness in her, and knew
it wasnąt her own juices, but mine. The look she gave me would have
melted stone. When we Ţnally regained our breath (I was somewhat
pleased that I regained mine Ţrst), Tara looked up at me, feeling my
weight press her down. My cock had softened and withdrawn from her.
łAny regrets?˛ I asked softly. Wordlessly she shook her head. I got off
her and swayed for a moment, more spent than Iąd realized. With regret
I realized Iąd have to wait before taking her other openings, I was
just too tired.
łGetting too old for this.˛ I muttered under my breath. Feeling a
pleasent sense of exhaustion I freed Tara. Still naked we walked hand
in hand to my room and the shower.
łCan I ask you something?˛ She said in a subdued voice as I ran the
soap over her back.
łMaster.˛ I reminded her. She ţinched.
łIąm sorry! Can I ask you something, master?˛ łYou can ask.˛ I said,
turning her and giving her the soap. łWhat happens now?˛ Her hands felt
good, I closed my eyes and let her wash my back.
łWe go to sleep.˛ I said. The soap paused, then resumed. łI mean about
tomorrow.˛
łWhat about tomorrow?˛ I asked, yawning. Between Rachel and Tara I was
bushed.
łWill you let me go?˛ The voice was small, afraid. Surprized, I turned
around, staring up at the slender girl. The water had plastered her
hair ţat against her head, making her resemble a drenched mouse. łTara,
lady, youąre free to go any time you like! You were the one that chose
to stay tonight. Are you sorry you stayed?˛ łNo.˛ She dropped her eyes.
łIt was wonderful. I never believed a man could do that to me.˛
łOr a woman?˛ I asked gently. Tara blushed furiously. łI canąt believe
you actually watched that! Was she telling the truth?˛ łAbout what?˛
łAbout my being her reward.˛ She still refused to meet my eyes. łRachel
doesnąt usually lie unless I tell her to.˛ I answered. łYes, you were
her reward.˛
łSheąs a lesbian, then?˛ Tara shivered, moving under the water to let
it warm her.
łNo.˛ I smiled. łBut she is bi-sexual. Sheąs probably made love to all
the girls by now. But sheąs very, very good in bed, as I can atest. In
fact, I had her before I had you. Just before your massage.˛ łYou made
love to her, tonight?˛ Taraąs face crumpled. She started to cry. I
ought to be used to crying women by now, but Iąm not. She turned away
and sank down on her knees, sobbing like her heart was broken.
Ordinarily Iąd have gathered her in for a hug, but she was bigger than
I was, and had already proven herself dangerously unstable. I decided
to leave her alone. Getting out of the shower I dried myself slowly
then went to check the cameras.
Thuy was making love to Alima, who was tossing Ţtfully, the welts still
visible on her skin. Mei was with them, holding the Vietnamese girl as
she burrowed her head between Alimaąs legs. As I watched Mei spanked
Thuy lightly. Although the angle was wrong I could see Meiąs other hand
worming between Thuyąs ass cheeks, penetrating one of Thuyąs openings.
In Melindaąs room moans and cries came continuously over the cameraąs
microphone. The lights were out and the sensitive camera could catch
only vague hints of movement. There was no sign of Rachel, although I
didnąt doubt she was there, listening.
Gina and Sherry were making love to each other, in a classic lesbian
69, with the smaller white girl laying on top of the larger and heavier
black girl. Sherry was facing the camera, shoving a dildo up Ginaąs
asshole as she licked her pussy.
SatisŢed that everything was going well I shut down the cameras and
went to bed. After a few minutes I heard the shower shut off. I was
ready to fall asleep when Tara slipped into bed next to me. łIąm sorry,
master. Please donąt be angry with me.˛ Tara said quietly, timidly.
łThis has all been too much for me.˛ łGo to sleep, fairie queen.˛ I
murmurred, too contented to even move, drifting on the edge of sleep.
łTomorrowąs another day. Good night.˛ I closed my eyes. I felt Taraąs
lips brush my cheek. łGood night.˛ She whispered in my ear. łMaster.˛ I
felt her weight shift the bed, then before I knew it I was asleep.

Chapter 34 Aftermath

I woke to the feel of a womanąs mouth engulŢng my cock. In that
twilight zone between dreaming and waking I just let it continue,
enchanted, wondering idly who it could be. As the warm damp mouth eased
up and down my penis I began to wake up.
I was laying half curled on my side as I was wont to sleep. I could
feel hair tickling my belly. Opening my eyes revealed a shape huddled
at my middle, white ţesh gleaming in the darkness. As my senses
sharpened and the fog of dreams lifted I remembered where I was and who
was making love to me. Tara didnąt realize I was awake, she continued
her slow blow job undisturbed. Moving slowly, careful not to attract
notice, I let my eyes wander to the clock on the bedside table. 5:26 AM
I smiled, debating whether to come in her mouth or chain her and fuck
her ass. Taraąs easy fellatio was very nice, but hadnąt been going on
long enough to force a decision. I was hard, but not ready to come, and
the pace of her cock sucking wouldnąt endanger me any time soon. I let
the blow job go on for another Ţve minutes, wondering why Tara had
decided to do this. She probably had never tasted a manąs prick before,
although she wasnąt bad, especially for a beginner. łGood morning,
slave girl.˛ I said. Tara jumped, nipping me very slightly. She pulled
away rapidly.
łStretch out on your stomach.˛ I ordered her. She didnąt move for a
second. Then she slowly obeyed me. I got the jar of vaseline I kept in
the drawer for just such an emergency and moved between Taraąs wide
spread legs. łYou remembered! Very good, slave girl.˛ I said, pleased.
Taking a dollop of vaseline I greased my cock with it. Tara didnąt move
as I slowly mounted her. She stirred uneasily as I pressed my cockhead
between her cheeks. łItąs lower down, master.˛ She said softly. łYouąre
too high.˛ łI would be if I were going to fuck your cunt.˛ I agreed,
sliding my hands under to let her small breasts nestle in my hands. She
sighed as I squeezed gently.
łIąd like to feel your cock inside me.˛ She said. łPlease fuck me.˛
łIąm about to.˛ I said, pressing slightly. Tara squirmed under me.
łMaster, thatąs not my pussy!˛ She protested, completely unaware of my
real intent.
łI know.˛ I said. łIąm not going to fuck your pussy, Iąm going to shove
my prick up your asshole.˛ Tara lay quietly, trying to make sense of
what Iąd just said. I illustrated my point by thrusting Ţrmly. Tara
gasped, not really understanding I was going to fuck her in the ass.
Confused, she did nothing but yelp when the head of my cock forced its
way past her anus. łWhat are you doing?˛ She cried in disbelief. łStop
it, it hurts!˛ She began to struggle under me. I squeezed her nipples
as hard as I could, making her freeze in shock. I took advantage of her
distraction to shove almost a quarter of my length into her.
Tara sobbed, laying still. I paused, letting her get used to the feel
of me in her ass. She didnąt Ţght me as I slipped half way in without
much resistance. She was tight, but that was only to be expected of a
virgin. łWhat are you doing?˛ She repeated, her sobs wracking her.
łGod, it hurts, please, please take it out!˛ But she didnąt Ţght me as
I forced another quarter length into her.
With a Ţnal heave I managed to press the base of my cock against her
crack, my pubic hairs ţattening against her body. łYouąre really
tight.˛ I gasped, letting one hand move to her cunt. She didnąt say
anything, just sobbed and laid still. I gently ran my Ţngers over her
cunt, feeling the dampness there. She groaned as I slipped one Ţnger
over her clit.
łMaster, it hurts, please take it out.˛ She begged, laying quietly. I
didnąt say anything, but laid still, playing lightly with her cunt.
Slowly her sobs quieted and she was still. At exactly ten till six I
started to move. The slow in and out soon relaxed Taraąs asshole to the
point she didnąt complain any more. She didnąt enjoy what I was doing,
but she didnąt Ţght me, letting me rape her asshole.
Even relaxed her asshole was tight. I paused to relubricate myself, and
her, drawing out to do so. She clamped down instantly, going limp with
relief. Her moan was partly pain, partly pleasure as I relentlessly
forced my penis into her clenching rosebud.
As her rape continued Tara seemed to resign herself, she relaxed just a
bit. My approaching orgasm made me thrust harder, making her groan. But
the increased pace seemed to excite her, and she actually rose to meet
me as she felt the Ţre spew into her ass. I let my weight fall on her,
pressing her into the bed as wave after wave of ecstasy raked through
me with silken claws.
When it was over and I got soft, pulling out of her even as I hugged
her. łYou didnąt like it.˛ I said, pulling us into a spoon position on
our sides. łIt hurt.˛ She said softly. łIt was only just before you
came that I started to like it.˛
łThereąll be lots of time to enjoy it.˛ I promised her. łYou may really
like it once you get used to it.˛
łIąll never get used to that.˛ She said shuddering. Glancing at the
clock I noticed it was a little after six.
łListen, Tara, we should go clean up. I have to release Melinda and
youąre coming with me.˛
łYes, master.˛
łNot anymore.˛ I said. łItąs after six, and youąre free till six
tonight. She laughed bitterly, but followed me to the bathroom. Once we
were clean, but still naked, we went to Melindaąs room. Rachel was just
removing the Cucumber from Melinda when we got there. The Phillipino
girl was either asleep or unconscious in her chains. I helped Rachel
free her.
łHow did it go?˛ I asked the Apache girl in a low voice. łShe got quiet
around four A.M.˛ Rachel replied, equally softly. łI checked her every
ten minutes. Her heartbeat is still strong and regular. I think sheąs
asleep from exhaustion. Iąm ready to keel over myself.˛ łThank you,
Rachel. Go get some rest. Weąll leave Melinda to wake up in her own
time. Poor shy thing. It was harder on her than I expected.˛ We left
Melinda and split up to get dressed for breakfast. When I got
downstairs Thuy greeted me cheerfully.
łHowąs Alima?˛ I asked, snagging a piece of toast. łSheąll be sore for
a couple of days, but otherwise Ţne.˛ Thuy replied. łShe and Mei should
be down soon.˛
łWas Mei putting her Ţngers in your cunt or ass when she was spanking
you last night?˛ I asked, curiously. Thuy blushed. łBoth, actually.
Were you watching?˛
łOnly a minute or two. Hey, this is good. What is it?˛ Thuy peered at
the jar. łApple-raspberry?˛ She said doubtfully. łWhereąd that come
from?˛ We were interrupted by Sherry coming in. She gobbled her
breakfast and left, not wanting to miss the bus. The other girls
straggled in until only Melinda and Rachel were missing. Taraąs
appearance brought a spontaneous round of applause that made the
red-haired girl blush. Surprizingly it was the normally sad Gina that
got Tara smiling and laughing. Mei seemed the slightest bit subdued
this morning, especially when she looked at Tara. That worried me, Iąd
come to depend on Meiąs cheerful disposition.
After breakfast I told Mei to take Tara into the library and go over
the house rules with her. She went, reluctantly it seemed, but
obedient. Tara didnąt look too happy about it either.
I hoped they would work it out without violence, Iąd had enough of that
already.
The rest of the morning was spent quietly reading. With all the hustle
and bustle of the harem it was good to curl up with a book in the
living room and get into some slapstick comedic fantasy. The other
girls scattered for the four winds, I didnąt see anyone until Tara and
Mei found me about eleven.
łMaster, I want to apologize.˛ Mei said, gracefully kneeling to me, her
head bowed. łIąve been acting like a fool. Please forgive me.˛ łFor
what?˛ I asked, surprized.
łFor treating one of my harem sisters so meanly.˛ łWell,˛ I wafţed.
łLetąs just say there was a misunderstanding. Apologize to Tara, if you
feel you need to.˛
łI already have.˛ She said, rising.
łIąm sorry too.˛ Tara said. She would have knelt but Mei restrained
her, shaking her head.
łYou arenąt a handmaiden, Tara. Free women donąt kneel to him.˛ Her
voice was just the slightest bit censorous. Tara didnąt react to Meiąs
tone, which surprized me.
I studied the two of them curiously. I could sense the active hostility
and fear had ended between them, but there was still something of an
armed truce. More work for Rachel.
łTara, Iąd like to take you on a shopping trip.˛ I said. łAre you
willing?˛ łThat depends.˛ Tara said cautiously. I winked at Mei, who
suddenly caught on. She smiled. Was it my imagination, or was it not as
warm as it might be? łHas Mei told you about the estate car yet?˛ I
asked. Tara nodded. łWell, itąs time you had one. And I know just the
one for you. Weąll go into town and pick it up.˛
łUm, Mei said that the girls pick out their own cars?˛ Tara asked
tentatively. I nodded.
łOrdinarily, yes. But youąre a special case. Donąt worry, you wonąt end
up with a Yugo. Trust me.˛
łTrust you.˛ The willowy red-head broke into helpless laughter. It went
on for a long time before she could control herself. Finally, one hand
on her belly, she managed to pause long enough to say. łJust donąt put
me in a station wagon!˛ It must have been a private joke because Tara
started laughing again.

Chapter 35 The Salesman Who Came To Dinner

łI canąt drive this!˛ Tara exclaimed, amazement warring with dismay.
łIąll kill myself before the dayąs out!˛
We were standing in the Dodge dealerąs parking lot, looking at the
wildest piece of engineering Chryslerąs ever dared order from
Mitsubishi. The gleaming black car crouched like some exotic jungle
cat. Every curving line screamed speed, the four massive tires promised
grip that neither rain nor sleet nor dark of night would break.
It looked like one of Detroitąs dream cars. łThis one, or none.˛ I
said, Ţrmly. łYou want to run, thereąs nothing short of the 959 that
will ever catch you. Besides, every spy should have a car like this.˛
Tara blushed.
łI wonąt run.˛ She said quietly. Hesitantly, she touched the metal,
running one translucent hand over the mirror Ţnish. łI guess a test
drive wouldnąt hurt.˛
Smiling, I waved one of the salesmen over. Theyąd been lurking in the
background, pathetically eager to pounce, held in check only by the
brusque way Iąd treated the Ţrst one. That worthy came striding quickly
enough, scenting money.
łThe lady would like a test drive.˛ I said. The keys appeared in his
hand like magic. Tara and the salesman were gone before a dozen
heartbeats, the Stealth moving slow and easy as Tara timidly tried the
controls. Taraąs return was a good deal more conŢdent, the car gliding
to a quick and easy stop. The dickering on the Stealthąs
thirty-thousand dollar price tag was neither quick nor easy, in the end
I had to pay sticker for the car. Tara was on pins and needles the
whole time. She sighed in relief as the check was handed over. I gave
her the keys and told her to be back no later than six oąclock.
Wordlessly she left.
łMind if I ask you a question?˛ Brian (the salesman) asked me. łNo.˛
łWell, itąs just that, uh, well, youąve been buying a lot of cars in
the last two weeks.˛ He hesitated, unsure of how to continue. I made
encouraging noises, intrigued.
łSalesmen love to talk.˛ He said, shrugging apologetically. łIąve heard
some pretty wild stories. I was wondering if theyąre true.˛ łThat
depends on the stories.˛ I said drily. łExactly what have you heard?˛
łHey, no offense, you know? But, well-˛
łGo on.˛ I said.
łIąve heard that every time you buy a car youąve got a different girl
with you. And every one of themąs been a real stunner.˛ I cocked my
head, studying him. He seemed to regret his question. łShow me your
left hand.˛ I said suddenly. Confused he held it up. łPalm downward.˛ I
clariŢed. He did so. I began to laugh suddenly. łCare to let me in on
it?˛ He asked, obviously nettled. łIąd like to invite you to dinner
tonight.˛ I said. łWhatąs your favorite dish?˛
łExcuse me?˛ He said blankly.
łIąd like to invite you for dinner. At the estate. Whatąs your favorite
kind of food?˛
łUh, chicken and dumplings.˛ He answered, more or less automatically.
łIąm ţattered, Mr Reiner. But why?˛
łI have my reasons.˛ I said, grinning. łWill you come?˛ łUh, sure.˛ He
said. Iąd quite deliberately backed him into a corner. There was no
polite way for him to refuse, especially when I hadnąt given him time
to think.
łWhat time would be convenient?˛ I asked. łSeven oąclock?˛ He suggested
helplessly. łSeven it is then. Dinnerąll be casual, no ties allowed. Do
you know where Ravenąs Wing is?˛ When he shook his head I gave him
directions. łThatąs your place?˛ He whistled. łNice. Very nice.˛ łI
like it. Weąll be expecting you at seven.˛ I rose. łWe?˛ He asked,
shaking my hand. I just grinned at him and winked. I left one very
puzzled and curious man there. I stopped at the Ţrst pay phone I came
across.
łRavenąs Wing estate.˛ Meiąs voice answered the phone. łHi beautiful.
Let me talk to Thuy, would you?˛ łYes, master.˛ A few moments later
Thuy came on. łYes, master?˛
łDo you know how to make chicken and dumplings?˛ I asked. łOf course.
Why?˛
łWe have a guest coming for dinner. What will you need me to pick up?˛
There was silence as Thuy made a mental list. I made her repeat it
twice so I could jot it down.
łPut Mei back on, would you?˛
łHello?˛
łHi. Iąll be home in about an hour. Iąd like you to assemble the
handmaidens for a serious meeting. Sherryąll need to be briefed when
she gets home. If Tara gets home before the meeting she should be
included too.˛ łWhatąs going on, master?˛ Meiąs voice betrayed her
interest. łTell you when I get home.˛ I promised. łBye.˛ łGood-bye,
master.˛
I chuckled, thinking of how the girlsą curiosity would grow over the
next hour. I had no plans for the next half hour so I spent it idly
window shopping, just to give them something to stew over. I
deliberately dwadled on the way home, arriving only a couple of minutes
before the hour was up. When I got there only Tara and Sherry were
missing. The rest of the girls were assembed in the living room. Their
expressions ranged from uneasy to eager. I strolled in, smiling faintly
and settled in my favorite chair. łGood afternoon, master.˛ Mei greeted
me. It was as close as sheąd allow herself to questioning me about the
reason for the meeting. łSherry should be home any minute, would you
like begin without her or wait?˛ łWeąll wait, I think.˛ I said. Humming
idly I buffed my Ţngernails on my shirt, admiring the way the light
played over them. I couldnąt keep from smiling. I made a small bet with
myself. łWell, master, what are you up to?˛ Alima asked, unable to
contain herself. I paid myself off, grinning inwardly.
łOh, about Ţve foot ten.˛ I replied carelessly. Gina surprized me with
a short bark of laughter.
łYou know what I mean.˛ Alima retorted in exhasperation. łCome on,
give!˛ łIąd have thought I gave you enough, last night.˛ I said mildly.
Alima paled and the room grew tense. I held up my hand in apology. łMy
apologies, Alima. I shouldnąt joke about that. Are you all right?˛ łUh,
sure.˛ She said in confusion. łStill a bit sore, but you didnąt draw
blood anywhere, if thatąs what you mean.˛ I noticed Melinda tense just
a bit, staring at the arabic girl for just a moment before looking
away. łIąm glad. Melinda, are you ok?˛ The phillipino girl nodded. łAre
you sure?˛ She nodded again.
Our tableau was broken by the sound of the front door opening. łIąm
home!˛ Sherry called.
łIn here, Sherry!˛ I called. The teenager appeared in the doorway,
clutching her books.
łWhatąs going on?˛ She demanded.
łHarem business. Grab a chair.˛ Curious, the girl obeyed. łNow that
weąre all assembled, ladies, I have an annoucement.˛ Every girl
straightened, paying attention.
łTonight, perhaps, one of you will be loaned to a complete stranger.˛
The bombshell had the desired effect, instant bedlam. I shouted to
restore quiet, and got it.
łLet me explain, please. Iąve invited a man named Brian Jeffers to
dinner tonight. After dinner Iąm going to let him pick one of you to
spend the night with. Whoever gets picked belongs to him for the night,
totally, and has to do whatever he wants. If she doesnąt please him
Iąll punish her the next morning.˛
łWho is he?˛ Alima burst out.
łThe salesman who sold me Taraąs car.˛ I said. łHe asked me why I have
a different girl with me every time I buy a car. I decided to show him.
Sit down, Alima, Iąm not Ţnished.˛ Guiltily the dark-haired girl did
so. łNow, Iąve told all of you that this would happen sooner or later.
Mei, Rachel, Thuy, and Alima, youąre in this up to your pretty little
eyebrows, Iąm not giving you a choice. Youąll play in this lottery.
Sherry, Gina, and Melinda, you can refuse if you like, and no hard
feelings.˛ łWhy us and not them?˛ Sherry asked.
łYou were a hooker, Sherry. This is old hat to you. Iąd rather not
raise any painful memories. Gina, youąre still not as secure in your
slavery as Iąd like, the same goes for you Melinda. And after last
night I imagine youąre too sore to feel like it anyway.˛
łIąm in.˛ Gina said Ţrmly. łIt sounds like a blast.˛ łI too.˛ Melinda
said quietly. łI am your slave, master. Do not concern yourself.˛
łYou sure, Melinda?˛ I said doubtfully. łYouąre so shy Iąd think you
wouldnąt enjoy it.˛
łI want to please you, master. I forbid you nothing.˛ łIf youąre sure.˛
I said hesitantly.
łI am sure.˛
łWell, shit.˛ Sherry said disgustedly. łIąm supposed to be the pro
around here. Whatąs one more fuck? Count me in.˛ łNo, I donąt think
so.˛ I said thoughtfully. łI think, Sherry, Iąm going to forbid you.˛
łWhy?˛ There was just a hint of relief in her voice. łBecause it would
be just one more fuck for you.˛ I said. łEvery time you submit I want
it to be more than that. Youąve earned it.˛ And our professional
prostitute blushed. Mei smiled warmly at the teen. łObey our master,
Sherry.˛ She coaxed.
łOk.˛ Sherry said meekly. There were expressions of approval from
everyone else, even Melinda smiled.
łWhat about Tara?˛ Rachel asked suddenly. łTara gets to choose too. I
doubt very much if sheąll be interested.˛ I said. łIf this had happend
three months from now, I donąt think Iąd exclude anyone, not even
Sherry. Be warned. But also.˛ And I broke into a radiant smile. łI want
to thank each one of you who chose to participate. And especially you,
Sherry. I know what it took.˛ łYouąre embarassing me.˛ Sherry mumbled.
I laughed. łI want all of you to go and make yourselves as beautiful as
you can. I want Brianąs eyes to pop when he meets you. Hurry now!˛
łWhat about dinner, master?˛ Thuy asked, ever practical. łCan you do
both by seven oąclock?˛
łYes.˛
łThen do it.˛ I smiled. She leaped after the others who were already
out the door.
I must admit I was nervous too. Would the girl Brian picked Ţnd out she
liked him better than me? Would he be discreet or a blabber-mouth? What
if the girl he picked had such a bad time sheąd decide to leave?
Arrogant puppy, arenąt I? As though I was the only man who could please
a woman. Forsooth! Tara got back at Ţfteen till six. She seemed
nervous. łCan I talk to you in private?˛ She asked. I looked around me
in exaggerated curiousity. Thuy was in the kitchen, out of ear shot,
and the other girls were still primping. I wiggled my eyebrows
suggestively. Tara rolled her eyes and pulled me to the library.
Shutting the door she started to pace. I settled in one of the more
comfortable chairs and watched her. łI had a meeting with my boss.˛ She
blurted. łAnd?˛ I prompted, watching her.
łHe wanted to know why Iąve been out of contact.˛ She said. łReally.
What did you tell him?˛
łThat the bug he gave me wasnąt worth shit.˛ Tara said in disgust. I
blinked, I think thatąs the Ţrst time Tara had ever used the word. łAnd
he said?˛ I asked, fascinated.
łHe called somebody and chewed them out for Ţfteen minutes. Before I
left they gave me another bug, they said it would work as long as I was
within half a mile of a repeater.˛
łYouąre wearing it now?˛ I asked. She shook her head. łI resigned.˛ She
said. I sat up straight, shocked. łYou did what? ł I asked in
disbelief. łTara, my beautiful fairie queen, you didnąt!˛
łDamn right I did. I very carefully and distinctly told Mr Moore
exactly what I thought about the FBI, what he could do with his hidden
microphones and spy games, and I told him where he could go if he
didnąt like it.˛ łI handed over my gun and stormed out of his ofŢce. It
was a lovely scene. I jumped in the car and burned rubber for half a
block.˛ łOh my god!˛ I couldnąt help laughing, despite the serious
implications of Taraąs impetuousness. łThatąs outrageous! I love it!
But you know theyąll be quicker than the IRS at an audit, donąt you? We
wonąt be able to breath without stumbling over some secret agent type.
Theyąll be hanging from the trees.˛
łI donąt think so.˛ Tara said quietly. łThere was a back-up wire.˛
Somebody turned on an ice-maker down my backbone. łBack-up wire?˛ I
asked carefully.
łTo a tape. Our whole conversation, from the scene in the library to my
talk with you was recorded. I gave it to my boss just before I stormed
out.˛ łI-see.˛ My brain kicked into overdrive, trying to remember if
anyone had said anything incriminating. I didnąt think they had, but I
couldnąt remember.
łSo what now, Tara?˛ I asked softly. She looked at her feet a moment,
then met my gaze.
łIąd like to be your slave girl-master. If youąll have me.˛ łWelcome
home, my fairie queen.˛ I said softly. łBe welcome here forever.˛ She
came and sat in my lap, hugging me hard. Being shorter than she was I
found the embrace awkward but very nice. łTara.˛ I said, pushing her
away slightly. She sat up and smiled down at me. łSomethingąs happening
tonight.˛
łWhat?˛
łSomething you might want to avoid. This one night I give you the
choice.˛ łWhat is it?˛ She asked curiously. I hesitated. łI can take
it.˛ She said, squaring her shoulders bravely. I raised an eyebrow.
łYou remember the man who sold us the Stealth?˛ łYes. Oh, itąs a
wonderful car! Thank you.˛ Tara said, hugging me again. łYouąre
welcome. Anyway, you remember him?˛ łYes.˛
łHeąs coming to dinner. After dinner Iąm going to let him take a girl
to her room.˛
łYou mean-˛ Her eyes widened. I nodded.
łYou want out, Iąll understand. This time. But there will be other
times.˛ She bit her lip. łIf I-play-heąll probably pick me, wonąt he?˛
Vanity, thy name is woman.
łPretty sure of yourself, arenąt you?˛ I asked. Tara blushed. łWell, I
mean, he knows me, sort of, and, well-˛ She trailed off in confusion.
łYou may have a point. But the rest of the girls are playing. Except
Sherry. She would have, but I forbade her.˛
łWhy?˛ As curious as a cat, our Tara.
łBecause she used to be a prostitute.˛ I said bluntly. łSherry? But
sheąs so-uh.˛ Tara stopped herself, too late. łYoung?˛ I asked. She
nodded.
łSherryąs sixteen. Which, by the by, is legal here in South Carolina.
When she came here sheąd been a hooker for two years. Once you get to
know her better you might ask her about it.˛
łI thought all your girls were virgins.˛ Tara asked. łAll except
Sherry. Iąve got a feeling the two of you might get along pretty well.˛
łWhy?˛ Taraąs voice sharpened and her eyes narrowed. łYouąre both
reluctant slaves.˛ I said, surprized by her tone. łOh.˛ She seemed
embarrassed. łSorry. I thought you were-never mind. Listen, I really
donąt think I can handle this. Can I take a rain check?˛ łThis time. ł
I said. łBut there will be other times. Thatąs part of your slavery.
łI understand. What am I supposed to do?˛ łAbout tonight? Hmm. Sherry
will probably have homework, or Iąd have her talk with you. Our
libraryąs very nice. Or you might go for a walk. Or watch T.V. with the
other girls. If he picks Thuy you might spend the night with me. Or
with Rachel.˛ She blushed furiously. I laughed. łTara, Iąm teasing.
Thereąs plenty to do. Have fun. But I do want you to look your best,
even if you donąt want to play. Dinnerąs at seven oąclock, come as you
are.˛
łThank you.˛ She kissed me, an artless gesture totally at odds with her
exotic demeanor. I felt a wave of affection for the elŢn qeen cum
secret agent.
łSee you at dinner.˛ I said, touching her face. She paused at the door,
half turned as though to speak, then slipped quietly out the door.
Promptly at seven oąclock the gate buzzer announced our guest. The
girls hovered nervously about. Even calm, collected Mei Ling was having
a genteel case of the jitters.
The harem was stunning, each girl had made herself a showcase. Even
Sherry and Tara, who werenąt playing, looked mouth-watering. The
over-all effect was sexy but in a very tasteful manner. Not one of the
girls showed cleavage, but there was no doubt each was a vibrant
exciting woman. Little Thuy won top honors in my book. Sheąd Ţxed her
waist-length hair to fall down over one shoulder in a raven waterfall.
Her dress was black, not very short, but thin. It showed her delicate
curves in understated perfection. Not even the beautiful Mei Ling
outshone her tonight. She was in her Quiet mood, all banked Ţre and
gentle breezes. Rachel too, was an eyefull. Sheąd braided her hair with
one of the silk scarves Iąd used to bind her with last night, letting
the brilliant colors of the scarf display against the loose night black
of her tresses. She wore jeans and a white blouse, not trying for
sophistication, which she wasnąt used to, but rather a simple look that
said: this is all me. And so it went. Alima, cool and elegant, Mei Ling
beautiful and warm, Gina serene and digniŢed. And shy Melinda, the
orchid among roses. Tara, my elŢn qeen. And last but not least, Sherry,
tonight a delightful mystery. The mood was hard to describe, at once
solemn and yet eager, mysterious but not forbidding. Each girl met my
eyes without reservation, whatever came tonight theyąd accept eagerly.
When the doorbell rang I answered it. Brian Jeffers stood on the porch,
looking slightly uneasy.
łGood evening.˛ I greeted him.
łEvening, Mr. Reiner. Hope Iąm not late.˛ He said. łRight on time. Come
on in.˛ I led him into the living room where the girls waited. They
rose politely as we entered. I swear Brianąs breath stopped for a full
minute. I know mine would have.
łBrian Jeffers, Iąd like to introduce you to my staff. I believe youąve
already met Tara.˛
łH-hello, ladies.˛ He swallowed hard. Iąll bet he was glad Iąd insisted
on no ties.
łBrian, this is the chatelaine of Ravenąs Wing, Mei Ling Wu.˛ I said.
Mei came forward and extended her hand. Caught off guard Brian
hesitated a moment before taking it. In a gesture of pure Southern
courtesy he bowed and kissed her hand. She smiled at him, warmly. łIąm
very pleased to meet you, Brian. Call me Mei.˛ łMaąam.˛ He said.
łAnd let me introduce Moonlightąs Laughter, the estate couciller.˛ Mei
said, right at home with the formal courtesies. Rachel came forward in
an almost agressive stride. She smiled but didnąt offer her hand. łMiz
Laughter.˛ Brian said a little uncertainly. łI answer better to
Rachel.˛ The Apache girl said. łMoonlightąs Laughter is my tribal
name.˛
łTribal name?˛ Brian asked, sensing he was out of his depth. łRachel is
a full blooded Apache indian.˛ I explained. łNow may I introduce my
ward, Sherry Reiner.˛ Sherry moved easily, not in her habitual swinging
stride, but in a more sedate pace, reminiscent of Ante Bellum
plantations. łCharmed.˛ She said, drawing the word into two syllables.
łLikewise, Miss Sherry.˛ Sherry offered her hand, which Brian accepted
and bowed over. He did not, I notice, kiss it. How wonderfully strange
the nuances of custom and the politeness of form. łHere is Thuy Li Min,
the estate chef.˛ Mei said. Delicate, doll-like Thuy moved forward and
bowed gracefully to our guest, her hair almost brushing the ţoor.
łYou honor us, Mr Jeffers.˛ Thuy said in her clear quiet voice. łNo
maąam, you honor me.˛ Brian demurred. He gave Thuy a full bow, southern
style.
łMay I introduce Alima Jahrain, the estate Ţnancial ofŢcer.˛ I said,
having to smile.
łBrian.˛ Alima nodded her head, cool and composed. If she were a blond
sheąd be an Ice Princess. As it was the coolness wasnąt offputting, it
was just invigorating, like a fall afternoon. She gave him a bold
appraising look. łMaąam.˛ He nodded back.
łAnd this is Gina Washington, the estate groundskeeper.˛ Mei said. Gina
was as tranquil as a garden pool. It made her every motion beautiful to
watch. łMr Jeffers.˛
łMiss Washington.˛ Brian took the hand she offered and kissed it. Gina
smiled, still strangely calm. I liked her better this way than her
normal moroseness, but it was puzzling.
łMay I introduce Meiąs executive assistant, Melinda Orli.˛ I said,
smiling at the Phillipino girl. She came forward shyly, like a fawn. As
was her wont she said nothing, merely smiled and nodded. Brian bowed to
her. łMiss Melinda, Iąm pleased to meet you.˛ łAnd I believe you know
Tara OąKeefe.˛ I said. The tall red-head smiled at him.
łI surely do, Mr Reiner. And it was a real pleasure, meeting her.˛
Brian returned Taraąs smile.
łShall we move on to dinner then? Are you hungry, Mr Jeffers?˛ I asked,
leading the way to the dining room.˛
łVery.˛ Brian said. łBut call me Brian.˛
łAnd call me Paul.˛ I offered. The girls quickly set out the supper,
which was superb, as always. They kept up the conversation with Brian,
leaving me to enjoy my food in silence. When supper was Ţnished, with a
lovely cream pudding, I rang my glass with my spoon.
łLadies, shall we retire to the library to give Brian his present?˛ I
asked. There were several giggles at the look on Brianąs face. łMr
Reiner, I donąt understand.˛ Brian said. łBegging your pardon, but I
havenąt understood anything since you invited me to dinner.˛ łCall me
Paul.˛ I said, laughing. łAnd youąll understand soon enough. Come
along. Ladies?˛
As a group we moved to the library. Sherry quietly slipped away. I
noticed Tara stop Mei as I entered the library. To my surprize, both
girls slipped in, Tara closing the door. Mei came and leaned over,
whispering in my ear. łTara wants to play.˛ Surprized, my eyes darted
to the red-head. She nodded. I nodded to Mei who moved away to join the
group of girls who were facing both Brian and I.
łBrian, we have a tradition at Ravenąs WIng.˛ I said. łPick one.˛ I
gestured to the girls.
łExcuse me?˛ Brian said, not understanding. łPick one.˛ I repeated,
waving my arm to include the girls. łA book?˛ He asked, still refusing
to understand. łA girl.˛ I said softly.
łA-girl?˛ He asked, eyes widening. His attention darted to the half
dozen girls arrayed in front of us. łFor what?˛ łPick one.˛ I repeated
again, refusing to explain. łWhoever you like best.˛ łUm, gee thatąs a
tough one. Theyąre all beautiful.˛ He said. Each of the girls smiled in
appreciation of the compliment. His eyes wandered over each girl
slowly. As he examined her, the girl would smile at him, urging him
silently to pick her. It was very stimulating to watch. łMiss Jahrain.˛
He said Ţnally. Alimaąs eyes widened in surprize. I motioned her
forward. She came to stand before me. łDo you do this willingly?˛ I
asked her. She nodded. łThen go kneel before your master.˛ I pointed at
the ţoor in front of Brian. Obediently, Alima did so. Brian stared down
at her in shock. łYou wanted to know the truth, Brian.˛ I said mildly,
enjoying his discomŢture. łNever ask a question you donąt want to have
answered. Alima belongs to you tonight. Within the bounds of this
house, until dawn tomorrow, she is your property. You can do anything
you like to her, short of injury. I ask only that you use a condom if
you decide to make love to her. Sheąll show you to her room. Have fun.˛
łMaster?˛ Alima looked up at Brian submissively. He looked ready to
have a heart attack.
łThis is a gag, right?˛ He asked desperately. łYouąre not serious,
right?˛ łVery serious. Let me know if she displeases you. Sheąs not the
most obedient of my handmaidens, she occasionally needs to be
punished.˛ łJesus H. Christ.˛ He breathed. łYou are serious!˛ He looked
down at girl kneeling with bowed head at his feet.
łOf course, if youąd like to change your mind, you can still pick
another girl.˛ I said mildly.
łUh, no, sheąs Ţne. I mean-˛ He shook his head. łYouąre serious?
Anything I want?˛
łAnything at all. Just donąt injure her, and if you have sex with her
please use a condom. If she resists, just take her to the basement. We
have a full dungeon there.˛
łJesus!˛ He swore again. Alima waited patiently, head bowed.
łAnything?˛ He asked again.
łAnything.˛ I agreed.
łEven kinky stuff?˛
łOf course.˛
łJesus!˛ He nibbled his lower lip. Finally he shook his head. łDamn, I
canąt pass up a chance like this!˛ Reaching down he pulled Alima to her
feet. She didnąt resist.
łAlima.˛ I said.
łYes, master.˛ She asked.
łWhatever he wants. Understand?˛
łYes, my lord.˛ She bowed her head, leading him away. łWhat a rush!˛
Gina said, when the door closed. The other girls shared her sentiments,
each oneąs eyes sparkled and their movements were abrupt. Mercurial
Thuy had abandoned her Quiet mood, her energy pulsing almost visibly
around her.
łI donąt know whether to be disappointed or relieved.˛ Tara said,
shaking her head. Melinda smiled at the red-head. łI too. I donąt know
what I would have done if heąd picked me.˛ łWonder how Alimaąs going to
react?˛ I mused, curious. łAnd how Brianąs going to react.˛
łSheąll be ok, wonąt she?˛ Gina asked worriedly. łI mean, we donąt know
this guy. He wouldnąt hurt her, would he?˛
łI doubt it.˛ I said. I hesitated. łStill, it might not be a bad idea
to keep a discreet ear on things. Mei, would you mind monitoring Alima
tonight? You can use my room.˛
łWonąt that disturb you, master?˛ Mei asked. łNo. I believe itąs Thuyąs
turn tonight. Weąll sleep in her room.˛ Thuy beamed at me. I gathered
her up and bid the other girls goodnight. That night I neither bound
Thuy, nor did so much as spank her. After last nightąs Ţreworks I was
in the mood for a long slow gentle love making. Thuyąs vocal
encouragements excited me so much I had to stop several times to
recover. Even so it lasted far too short a time. Contented, we fell
asleep in each otherąs arms.

Chapter 36 Teresa

Sleeping in someoneąs arms all night is guaranteed to make you stiff
the next morning. So I wasnąt surprized when muscles complained as I
tried to move. Thuy had had it better, she ended up with her back to
me, spoon fashion.
We had a leisurely shower and got down to Ţnd the other girls already
in the kitchen. Theyąd made breakfast. Thuy took the ribbing good
naturedly, even joking it was about time somebody else cooked her
breakfast. Alima was the center of conversation. Brian had left late
last night, and the girls were pressing her for details. She just
smiled in smug satisfaction and wouldnąt say a word.
łGood morning, Alima.˛ I said. łHow was it?˛ łVery nice. But he wasnąt
my type.˛ Alima said. I cocked my head. łAnd just what is your type?˛
łYou are.˛ She stood on tip-toe and gave me a quick kiss. The others
laughed at my silly grin.
łDid Brian behave himself?˛ I asked Mei, who nodded. Alima looked
between us and thought about getting angry.
łWe wanted to make sure he didnąt hurt you, Alima.˛ I said softly.
łYour safety is my Ţrst priority.˛
It took the wind out of her sails.
łThank you, master.˛ She said quietly. łI wonąt forget again.˛ Before I
could ask what she meant Socks jumped up on me to be petted.
Distracted, I let the matter drop.
Teresa was due in at noon. Mei organized the girls and had her room
ready by the time I left to pick her up.
Teresaąs plane was late so I spent some time wandering around the
airport. Although I always wanted to learn to ţy somehow I never had.
But the planes were beautiful and I spent a half hour lost with them.
When her plane Ţnally arrived I left the other planes almost
regretfully. But my regret was short-lived. Have you ever looked up the
word beautiful? It means having qualities that delight the eye. Teresa
did that and no mistake. Iąve said that Mei Ling Wu was literally the
most beautiful woman Iąd ever seen, and that is true. But Teresa was
absolutely nipping at Meiąs heels.
As she came toward me carrying her luggage the Ţrst thing I noticed was
her face, more speciŢcally her eyes. They were large and bright,
drawing the observerąs attention like iron to a magnet. As she
recognized me she smiled in greeting.
I canąt help drawing parallels between Mei and Teresa. Teresaąs skin is
much lighter than Meiąs, and while her hair is the same color, itąs cut
in a page style to Meiąs fuller cut. But the two girls had the same
kind of smile, sort of łIąm really glad to see you˛.
And despite the fact that Teresa was Latin, and Mei Chinese they might
have been sisters. Of course neither girl would think so if I suggested
it. And their personalities are totally different, but Iąm trying to
relate my Ţrst impressions. Impressions that in Teresaąs case were
totally wrong. łHi.˛ I said, grinning
łHello.˛ Her voice was low and strong. She put down her luggage and
extended her hand. I shook it gravely, feeling her nails graze my skin.
Glancing down I almost did a double take.
łMy, what long claws you have, Teresa.˛ I said, gently raising her hand
to examine it. Her nails were an inch long, curved and very strong
looking. Sheąd trimmed them so they really did resemble claws. łThe
better to protect myself, Mr Wolf.˛ She said coolly. łOops.˛ I said,
feeling my face redden. łIąve offended you, havenąt I? My apologies,
Teresa.˛
She sighed. łDo you know how many times Iąve heard that same corny
joke? I might as well get it over with. Yes, theyąre real. I wear them
this way because I think they make me prettier. SatisŢed?˛ łI didnąt
ask.˛ I protested mildly, nettled by her abruptness. łAnd I apologize
again for my rudeness.˛ My voice must have shown some irritation
because Teresa frowned.
łIąm getting off on the wrong foot, arenąt I? Letąs start over again.
My name is Teresa Guzman. Iąm tired, and Iąm hungry, and Iąm airsick
from that little plane. And to tell you the truth Iąm more than a
little scared. I must look a fright.˛ She ran her Ţngers through her
hair. łYou look beautiful.˛ I said and meant it. łMy name is Paul
Reiner. Iąm a rude and thoughtless host. Would you like to go somewhere
and sit down? Maybe have a little something to settle your stomach?˛
łThat would be wonderful.˛ Teresa said gratefully. łIąm sorry, but I
really donąt feel very well. If I could sit still for a while I think
Iąd feel better.˛
łThen by all means. Allow me.˛ I picked up her bags. łLetąs put these
in the car then weąll go to the airportąs snack bar.˛ Teresa followed
me to the car, then to the restaurant.
łIąm sorry I snapped at you.˛ She said after weąd sat down at the
table. łNo problem.˛ I said, smiling. łWhen I feel sick like that I
donąt suffer fools gladly either. And they do.˛
łPardon me?˛ Teresa asked, puzzled
łMake you look prettier. What would you like to drink?˛ łMaybe a small
Sprite?˛ Teresa suggested. łI still donąt understand.˛ łYour
Ţngernails. They make you look more exotic, even dangerous.˛ łIąm about
as dangerous as a two day old kitten.˛ She managed a small smile. łLet
me get you that Sprite.˛ I said. While I was at it I got one for
myself. When I gave it to her she drank a mouthful, disdaining the
straw. łIąm glad Lucinda canąt see me now.˛ She conŢded. łWhoąs
Lucinda?˛ I asked, sucking a mouthful of pop. łMy roommate. Iąd never
live down getting airsick.˛ łWhy? A lot of people do.˛
łNot me.˛ She shook her head. łAnd I spend a lot of time in little
airplanes like that one. Of course there was a lot of turbulence.˛ łYou
spend a lot of time in small planes?˛ I asked interestedly. łHow come?˛
łI do a lot of skydiving.˛ She said.
łYou mean you jump out of airplanes?˛ I said, surprized. łI didnąt know
that.˛
łThereąs a lot about me you donąt know.˛ She glanced around, lowering
her voice even though there werenąt a lot of people around. łI want to
be your slave very much, Mr Reiner. But I have to be honest with you.
Iąm scared. A lot. I can just see me making a fool of myself.˛ łAnd
that frightens you?˛ I asked sympathetically. She nodded. łDonąt worry,
Teresa. Everybody makes mistakes. Thatąs how we learn. And as long as
weąre being honest with one another, what makes you think youąre the
only one whoąs going to make mistakes?˛
łI donąt see what youąre driving at.˛ She said with a shake of her
head. łI already made one mistake since weąve met. No, two.˛ łTwo?˛
łI made that stupid joke about your Ţngernails and-˛ I paused, not sure
how to put it delicately.
łAnd?˛ She prompted me. She took another sip, then belched softly.
łExcuse me!˛ She put her hand over her mouth and looked embarassed. I
smiled. łAnd I made the mistake of thinking youąd be just like Mei.˛
łWhoąs Mei?˛
łMei Ling. Youąll meet her when we get home. You look something like
her. I apologize for thinking youąd be just like her. I did you a great
disservice.˛
łUm, ok.˛ She smiled. łI feel better now, we can go if you like.˛ łIąm
glad.˛ I said. łAnd Iąm sorry I was cross with you.˛ After weąd been
driving for a few minutes Teresa suddenly spoke up. łYouąre different
than I expected.˛
łWhat did you expect?˛
łI donąt know. Somebody very stern and sinister-looking. A Nazi type.
Youąre really very nice.˛
łDanke, Fraulein!˛ I glanced at her. łBut ţattery vill get you nein! Ve
hav vays of making you talk!˛
Teresa giggled. łOh please, please! Iąll talk, Iąll talk! Anything but
that!˛ And she broke down in a Ţt of relieved laughter, the tension
draining from her.
łThank you.˛ She said Ţnally, wiping her eyes. łI needed that. What is
it going to be like, really?˛
łIf you Ţnd out, let me know, will you?˛ I said half-seriously. She
glanced at me sharply.
łYou wonąt tell me?˛
łI canąt.˛ I shook my head. łLook, it isnąt at all how I thought it
would be either. I know the other girls like it, but I canąt tell you
what itąs like for them. I can barely tell you what itąs like for me.˛
łOk.˛ I caught her staring at me expectantly. łWhat?˛ I asked, smiling.
łTell me what itąs like for you.˛
łUm. Thatąs a tall order. Letąs see.˛ I pondered, wondering how I
should say it. łWell, itąs different.˛
łCome on!˛ She snorted a laugh. łI know that! You canąt have a harem
without it being different.˛
łI know, I know. Itąs just that, well, I had this vision of a harem of
beautiful women, you know? Nothing deŢnite, sort of an Arabian Nights
kind of thing. Gauzy silks, and gold chains and all that stuff. It was
always this picture of a bunch of beautiful women laying about an
indoor pool. Thatąs all. You know?˛
łUh huh. I always see that when I think about owning a harem.˛ Teresa
said dryly. I glanced sideways at her.
łSarcasm. I like that. Anyway, now if somebody told me I had a harem
Iąd just look at them blankly. Because it isnąt like that. Sure, Iąm
going to have a dozen beautiful women as sex slaves, but I donąt think
of them as a harem anymore. Not as a group.˛
łI donąt understand.˛ Teresa said, a frown furrowing her brows. łIąm
not very good at explaining.˛ I apologized. łI canąt see them as a
group, only as individuals. It isnąt łthe harem˛, itąs each of the
girls individually.˛
łMei, for example. I can see her smile in my mind and it makes me warm
all over. I know her moods, I know her secrets. And she knows mine. I
donąt have to hide behind a mask when Iąm with her. I donąt have to
pretend to be someone Iąm not. She knows who I am, and she loves me
anyway.˛ łShe loves you?˛ Teresa asked, shocked.
łTeresa, how can two people become intimate with one another and not
fall in love?˛ I smiled gently, watching the road with half my
attention. łBut donąt you have a dozen different girls?˛ She asked in
confusion. łYes.˛
She was silent for a while, then asked. łDo you expect me to fall in
love with you?˛
łI suspect thatąs the way it works.˛ I said softly. łAfter all, youąre
going to give me your virginity, Teresa. Why else would you come if not
to fall in love?˛
łDamn.˛ She said quietly. łYouąre not just after my body, are you?˛
łNo.˛ I said. łCanąt you see it wouldnąt last if thatąs all there was?
Iąve been lonely, Teresa. I never want to be lonely again. I want to be
loved, and I want to love. And most of all I want to make you and the
other girls happy.˛
łI canąt handle this.˛ She hugged herself. łIt isnąt how I thought it
would be. I donąt want to fall in love. Iąm willling to fuck you, I
want that, thatąs exciting. But I donąt want to love you.˛ łThen will
you be my friend?˛ I asked, staring straight ahead. łI think that can
be arranged.˛ She said, her husky voice Ţrming up as she relaxed.
łAfter all, we canąt be enemies, now can we?˛ łNo.˛ I snorted a laugh.
łHardly that. Except in play. And speaking of play, do you remember the
fantasy you sent me on tape?˛ łWhich one?˛
łThe one about the mad scientist.˛
łYes.˛ Her voice was guarded now, wary.
łTonight youąre going to have it happen to you. All of it. With some
twists I came up with especially for you.˛ I grinned at her. łWelcome
to Ravenąs Wing, Teresa Guzman. You have until six oąclock to change
your mind. After that, itąs showtime!˛
We turned into the drive.

Chapter 37 Go With The Flow

The other girls descended on Teresa, en masse, except for Sherry, who
was still in school. They whisked her away in a giggling storm before I
could catch my breath. She stared over her shoulder at me with a sort
of lost expression. I didnąt see her for another half an hour, when the
harem reconvened for lunch.
She was in high spirits, laughing and joking with the girls, obviously
enjoying their company. Rachel caught my eye and gave me an OK signal.
I relaxed a little, the precipitous way sheąd been greeted would have
turned off many women. Alima, for instance.
łHi, master.˛ She said as Tara and Thuy served lunch. łHello.˛ I
returned. łBut you arenąt a slave girl now, Teresa. Call me Paul.˛
łI think Iąd rather call you master, like the other girls.˛ She tossed
her head to move the hair out of her eyes. łIf thatąs all right with
you.˛ łYouąve been talking to Mei, havenąt you?˛ I said, sighing. Mei
laughed at me.
łShe has not!˛ The Chinese girl denied Ţrmly. łThatąs after lunch.˛ And
she speared a roll with her knife.
łActually, Iąve been talking to everyone.˛ Teresa said. łAnd I like
what I see so far. A lot. If half of what they tell me is true Iąm
going to love it here.˛
łWell, donąt believe everything you hear.˛ I warned her. łEven Meiąs
been here less than three weeks. Although it seems like a lifetime.˛
And I smiled at the Chinese girl warmly.
łDonąt listen to him, Teresa.˛ Alima cut in. łYouąre going to adore it
here.˛
łEspecially when you join the club.˛ Thuy slipped into her chair and
started to ladle soup into her bowl.
łClub?˛ Teresa asked.
Everyone but Tara glanced at me. Tara looked as puzzled as Teresa. I
rolled my eyes.
łMaster?˛ Mei asked, mischeviously.
łGo ahead. Sheąll Ţnd out sooner or later.˛ łTeresa, no one here except
for yourself and Tara are slave girls anymore.˛ Mei said solemnly, eyes
sparkling. She sat straight and digniŢed. łI donąt understand.˛ Teresa
said guardedly. łI thought you were.˛ łNo.˛ She shook her head
solemnly. łWeąre handmaidens, not slave girls.˛ łWhatąs a handmaiden?˛
Teresa asked, dipping her head oddly. It reminded me of a dog blufŢng
an enemy.
łA handmaiden is a 24 hour slave girl.˛ Mei said solemnly. łWeąre
really and truly his property. Weąve given ourselves to him
completely.˛ łWow.˛ Teresa breathed, impressed. Tara looked
uncomfortable. łHow do I join up?˛
łYou donąt.˛ I said Ţrmly.
łWhy not?˛ Her protest was plaintive.
łYouąre still a virgin for one thing. For another, Iąve decided that
before I let a slave girl become a handmaiden sheąs got to have been
here at least a month.˛
łOh. Thatąs fair, I guess.˛ Teresa conceded. łBut you said no oneąs
even been here for three weeks.˛
łThey ganged up on me.˛ I explained. łMeiąs the ringleader. At the risk
of being maudlin, Iąve got to say this and I want all of you to
listen.˛ I stared around the table. łI want the best for all of you. I
donąt want to force anyone to do anything thatąs really against their
will. But a handmaiden has to do everything I command, even if she
doesnąt want to.˛ I gazed soberly at Teresa. łLet me demonstrate. Mei,
come here.˛ Mei rose instantly to come stand before me. I pushed my
chair back. łLean over my lap. Iąm going to spank you right now.˛
Startled, Mei froze for a moment, then did as I bid. Teresaąs eyes got
very large. I raised my hand and with a theatrical grimace brought it
down against Meiąs behind. The hardest part was slowing my hand just
before I struck so it came down as a Ţrm touch rather than a painful
blow. I helped her up. She seemed a bit shaken.
łYou see?˛ I asked Teresa. łTonight, after six oąclock I could do that
to you. But I can do it whenever I like to Mei Ling. I could rape her
right here in front of everyone. Or I could order Melinda to strip
naked and play with herself.˛ The Phillipino girl blushed furiously.
łYou can see that embarasses her. Think about all of it before youąre
so eager to enslave yourself full time.˛
łI hadnąt thought of that.˛ Teresa admitted. łYouąre a good master.˛
Mei declared loyally, smiling at me. łYouąd never hurt any of us. And I
trust you completely.˛ łYes, well, hrmph.˛ I sagged, defeated by Meiąs
tactic. łJust think before you act, thatąs all Iąm saying, Teresa.˛ łI
will.˛ She promised.
łOh, master, that reminds me!˛ Mei said brightly. łI ordered our
collars! They should be here today.˛
łI thought I told you I had Ţnal approval.˛ I said ominously. łDo you
trust me, master?˛ Mei wheedled. I blinked. The crafty minx! łMei Ling
Wu, if I didnąt know better Iąd swear you just bamboozled me.˛ I
accused her. She grinned.
łMaybe because I just bamboozled you?˛ She asked sweetly. I had to
laugh. Sheąd conned me into handing her one of the oldest straight
lines in the book. The other handmaidens looked on eagerly, waiting for
details. Teresa and Tara both seemed interested too.
łSo tell me about them.˛
łBelieve it or not theyąre from Tiffanyąs.˛ Mei said. łPlatinum alloyed
with irridium, guaranteed hypoallogenic, with a titanium core to reduce
the weight. Theyąre a heavy serpentine chain design, with linkes about
a half inch long. The closure is a spring-loaded hollow link, also of
platinum. Once closed, the collar wonąt slip off over the head,
although itąs very loose around the base of the neck. The collarąs
impervious to anything short of a diamond saw or those huge cutters
they use to cut thick chain with.˛ łAnd the inscripton?˛ I asked,
interested. Mei smiled, caught up in her story.
łOne rune in each link of the chain. Almost indetectable, unless you
know what youąre loooking at.˛
łHow much?˛
łNine thousand, Ţve.˛ She said. Gina whistled. łIs that a slave collar
or a necklace?˛ She wondered aloud. łItąs both. Are you sure youąre
willing to wear it for the rest of your life?˛ I asked the black girl.
She nodded instantly. łYou bet. I canąt wait.˛
łIąm Ţrst!˛ Mei said, almost Ţercely.
łOf course, Mei.˛ Gina said, chuckling. The rest of lunch ran down,
ending with Mei whisking Teresa off to the library. After they got done
about two I had a long, heart to heart talk with Teresa, making sure
she was absolutely certain she would want to do this. She ended with a
heart warming statement. łI know youąre going to enslave me. I know
itąs going to be humiliating, and it might even hurt. I know youąre
going to do things to me tonight that Iąve always dreamed of, and Iąm
scared to death. But I want it. More than Iąve ever wanted anything in
my life.˛
łThen go prepare yourself, Teresa. You wonąt be eating dinner tonight,
you understand why?˛
She snorted. łI understand. I wouldnąt want to waste it, would I?˛ And
she shivered.
A private car arrived at the gate at four-thirty, containing a very
polite young man accompanied by an extremely polite gorrilla with a
bulge under his jacket. They demanded (genteelly, of course!) to see
identiŢcation before they handed over the package. Then they bid me
good day and silently departed.
The girls crowded around, anything but polite in their eagerness. The
library still wasnąt really crowded, even with nine people. There were
thirteen collars, Mei showing conŢdence bordering on arrogance. She
merely smiled when I scolded her.
łMaster, I guarantee every one of your slave girls will eventually beg
to wear her collar.˛ The chinese girl declared. łHmph.˛ I wasnąt
convinced of that at all, I wouldnąt let myself be, otherwise Iąd fall
into hopeless arrogance. The box also contained a tool to close the
collars, the handles of which were two feet long. It warned that the
collars could never be removed without destroying the link, and was
very explicit about it. One might even say gruesome.
Even Mei was subdued by the warnings. I hoped sheąd reconsider, but she
shook her head.
łForever, master.˛ She whispered, letting the heavy necklace slide over
her hand.
The necklaces also came with a temporary link, like normal necklaces
have, for Ţtting purposes. Other than the fact that it could be easily
opened by the wearer it looked just like the permanent link. łPlease,
master, now?˛ Mei begged, smiling winningly. łPretty please?˛ łSee what
I mean about getting ganged up on?˛ I asked Teresa with a long
suffering sigh. She tried to hide a smile. łPoor, poor, master!˛ Mei
crooned. łDidumąs harem scare Śum?˛ łLet us have a moment of silence.˛
I intoned in the pained hush that followed. łYet another hideous pun is
unleashed upon the unsuspecting world.˛ I bowed my head in prayer.
Alimaąs snicker ruined the effect. łNo respect!˛ I turned my eyes to
the ceiling. łMaster?˛ Mei prodded. łPlease may I wear my collar now?˛
łNo, Mei, you may not.˛ I said Ţrmly. The look of disappointment on her
face was genuine. Bravely she tried to shrug it off. I smiled at her.
łDonąt worry, Dragon Lady. Tonight, I promise.˛ Youąd have thought Iąd
handed her a million dollars. Her smile lit up my soul.
łThank you, master!˛ She hugged me. Hugging her to me I turned to the
Latin girl.
łTeresa, itąs almost Ţve oąclock. Your fantasy begins promptly at six.
If itąs ok with you, Iąd like you to shower and change while the rest
of us have dinner. Ok?˛
łFine.˛ Teresa tossed her head to get the hair out of her eyes. Which
was odd because her bangs didnąt come down to her eyebrows. łCould I
eat later, do you think?˛ She asked. I chuckled. łIf you feel up to
it.˛ As Teresa left the other girls looked at each other curiously.
łAll right, girls, itąs time for a harem meeting. Tara, youąre invited,
although what Iąll be discussing only applies to the handmaidens. Do
you want in?˛
łOf course.˛ Tara said easily. łI belong here now.˛ Melinda smiled at
Tara. Thuy looked on with smug approval. Alima and Mei were
non-comittal, but not openly hostile to Taraąs declaration. Rachel was
studying the red-haired girl thoughtfully.
łI donąt really know how to begin.˛ I said, looking around, studying
the girls in turn. łEach of you has become so precious to me, itąs like
Iąve died and gone to heaven. Each of you is incomparable! I really
hadnąt dreamed that such women as you existed.˛ łAnd now youąre asking
to become my slave girls in all truth, to become my property. It
thrills me. And it scares the living daylights out of me!˛ I stared
around. Mei was smiling warmly, almost radiating peace and contentment.
Rachel too, seemed contented. Thuy was leaning forward, listening
avidly.
Alima looked calm and collected, but I noticed the way her knuckles had
whitened where she held her hands clasped around her knee. Sherry was
the one that froze my attention. Her face was naked longing, her eyes
the eyes of a child denied affection too long. She didnąt want to be a
slave, but she wanted love so desperately sheąd do anything to obtain
it. And I didnąt dare draw attention to it for fear of hurting her. So
I let my eyes continue. Gina for once wasnąt sad, she had that same
serene dignity sheąd shown during Brianąs visit. It made her beautiful
the way a great work of art is, the more you study it, the more there
is to see. Melinda was watching quietly, her face betraying no hint of
the emotional storm that surely raged behind her bland expression. And
Tara, my lovely elf maiden, showed only an interested curiousity, as
though what was happening didnąt affect her at all. I wondered if she
was really part of the harem, or just playing another game.
łMei Ling Wu.˛ I held my hand out to her. łCome kneel before me.˛ She
rose and paced the two steps that separated us like a queen. Regally
she knelt, bowing her head. łAre you absolutely certain you wish to
become my property? To give me your body and your soul?˛
łI would die for you, master.˛ She said clearly in the hushed room.
łNever, Dragon Lady.˛ I said, overcome by emotion. łLive for me.˛ And I
bit back a sob. Mei looked up and met my eyes. łForever, master.˛ She
reached up and took my hand. Then she laid it against her cheek. I
blinked rapidly and told myself I was not going to cry. In a rough
voice I said.
łBring me your collar.˛ Mei rose and reverently picked up the heavy
chain. Raising it to her lips, obvlious to the other girls she kissed
it then with great dignity returned and knelt. Bowing her head she
lifted the chain to me the way sheąd lifted Ginaąs leash on the black
girląs Ţrst night. As corny as it sounds that moment is one Iąll
remember to the day I die. Every detail is etched indelibly on my
mindąs eye. I can see the late afternoon sunlight shimmering on the
necklace as it dripped from her Ţngers. I can smell Meiąs perfume mixed
with the dust of the books, I can feel the leather of the chair under
me.
I can almost reach out and feel the silkiness of her hair as she kneels
before me. But all magic ends, and so it was with this moment. Mei
lifted her head and gazed at me with those wonderful almond eyes, her
very pose a plea. Reaching down slowly, almost reluctantly, I took the
cold silver chain from her hands.
łYou must be naked.˛ I said. łFrom this day forward you will wear
clothing only with my permission, is that understood?˛ łYes, master.˛
Smiling, Mei stood up and reached behind her to untie the neckstrap of
her halter. Letting it bare her small perfect breasts she undid the
backstrap. The halter fell to the ţoor as she opened her shorts and
pulled them and panties down in a single smooth motion. Naked and
unconcerned she smiled at me in all her radiant beauty. łTara, bring
the temporary Ţtting link.˛ I commanded, my eyes never leaving Meiąs
form. The red-haired girl must have obeyed, because I felt the coolness
pressed into my palm.
łAre you certain, Mei Ling?˛ I asked, somehow sad. I knew things would
never be the same between us again. Not necessarily worse, almost
certainly better, but different.
łWith all my heart, my lord and master.˛ She said, her smile warm
enough to melt the heart of Satan himself.
łTurn around. Hold up your hair.˛ Silently she obeyed me. I laid the
necklace around her throat and fastened it just as if it were a regular
necklace. It was cold to the touch but Mei didnąt shiver. Letting her
hair fall she turned, the necklace gleaming against her golden skin.
łMei Ling, now you are truly owned. You belong to me forevermore.˛
łYes, master.˛ She savored the word, repeating it softly to herself.
łShall I bring you the tool to seal the collar?˛ łNo.˛ I said, studying
her. łI am not going to seal the collar until you have proven
yourself.˛
łMaster?˛ Mei cocked her head.
łItąs easy to say youąll do anything for me. But will you, really?˛ łOf
course.˛ Mei said, laughing.
łThen a task for you, Mei Ling Wu.˛
łAnything, master.˛
łBring your sister to my bed, and bind her there for me. Make love to
her, until she faints. Then hold her open for me.˛ Meiąs face went
absolutely bloodless. She began to shake. Sinking to her knees she
shook her head from side to side. łI-I-˛ She stuttered. Then she said
something softly in Chinese. And she started to cry. I looked at the
other girls to see their reactions. Rachel was staring at me appalled.
But she didnąt say anything, looking away rather than meeting my eyes.
Gina looked disturbed, but didnąt ţinch away from Meiąs misery. Sherry,
Alima, and Melinda didnąt seem upset by my words, although they
obviously didnąt enjoy seeing Mei like this. Tara seemed excited by
what Iąd said to Mei, but even though the two girls werenąt friends,
she was moved by Meiąs predicament. łPlease, master, ask me to do
anything but that!˛ Mei wailed, heartbroken. łXao Pingąs not like me,
she wouldnąt like it at all! She wouldnąt be willing! You wouldnąt want
to rape her, not my sister!˛ Mei looked on the edge of collapse.
łTo seal your collar, you must make her willing, Mei Ling. But I never
said you had to seal your collar to stay with me for the rest of our
lives.˛ łBut how can I stay with you if I deny you anything, master?˛
Mei sobbed, her nose running. I gathered her in anyway. She grabbed me
hard enough to bruise, making my breath woosh out. Her strength was
bone crushing, but I endured it until she recalled herself and eased
her grip. łHush, little Mei, shh, itąs ok.˛ I stroked her shaking back
and let her Ţnish crying on her own. She Ţnally broke away, her tear
stained face twisted in anguish still. She started to say something but
I put my Ţngers against her lips.
łNo, Mei Ling. Be slient yet a while. Listen to me. Really listen.˛ I
stared at her, wanting her so desperately to obey me now if she never
did again. Slowly, she nodded.
łI donąt want your sister, Dragon Lady. Not now, and not ever. I know
how much you love her, and how impossible what I asked you was. I lied
to you, Mei Ling. I knew you couldnąt do it, and even asking would hurt
you terribly. But I had to do it, to show you exactly what it means to
be a slave girl for real. Iąm not a knight in shining armour, I can
resist anything but temptation. If you became my slave, I might be
corrupted to the point Iąd ask you to bring your sister here so I could
rape her.˛ łYou think Iąm a good and kind person who could never hurt
someone else. But youąre wrong. Sure, right now Iąm a nice guy. But
right now I donąt have absolute dominion over the worldąs dozen most
beautiful women. Right now you can leave me if I do something bad to
you. Without that, thereąs nothing to keep me sane. And if I ever hurt
you I couldnąt live with myself.˛ łWhat if you were enslaved and did
something that made me so mad I killed you accidentally? What if I hit
you with the same blind fury I did Sherry? Youąre crazy enough to stand
there and get hit, and it might kill you. Kill you, Dragon Lady. And if
I did that, Iąd kill myself in remorse.˛ I could feel the tears
breaking through, and knew I was crying. But I didnąt care. This was
too important, nothing else mattered, except Mei understand how
dangerous what she wanted was.
łRachel, we need you.˛ Mei said, not looking away. łHelp us, please?˛
Her voice broke. Rachel was there before I realized it. She gathered us
both in a hug and wouldnąt let go. I let myself go, sobbing like a
fool, not caring what anyone thought of me. Mei started to cry too.
Rachel just held us, not saying anything.
It must have lasted for Ţfteen minutes. When I regained control of
myself Rachel kissed me softly.
łMaster, only one who truly loved her could have refused what Mei
offered you. I promise you, I wonąt let you go crazy. Neither will Mei,
or any of the other girls. So accept what we so freely give. Itąs our
choice, you arenąt forcing us. I for one will gladly wear your collar.˛
łAll right.˛ I said. łBut I refuse to hold you if you want to go. That
right I reserve. Thatąs one command I will not have disobeyed,
Moonlightąs Laughter. Do you understand?˛
łI understand, master. And I obey.˛ Rachel smiled at me. Then she
turned to the Chinese girl.
łMei, do you doubt he loves you?˛
łNo!˛ Mei said, almost Ţercely.
łWill you obey him, and keep him sane?˛
łYes.˛ Mei said, gripping my hand, her eyes boring into mine.
łForever.˛ łDo you accept Mei as your handmaiden, master?˛ łYes. As my
handmaiden, as my slave, as my lover, but above all, as my friend.˛ I
said, kissing Meiąs hand. The Chinese girl smiled tremulously at me. I
felt drained by the emotional roller-coaster weąd just ridden. Donąt
let anybody tell you that having a harem of slave girls is easy. At
least, not if itąs done right.
Rachel kissed Mei tenderly, then turned her attention to me. łAre you
ready for me, now?˛ She asked, almost shyly. łAre you really sure,
Rachel? This is serious business.˛ łIąm sure. Let me wear your collar,
master.˛ Rachel said, watching me with the calm certainty of one who
knows what sheąs doing. łAre the rest of you certain of this?˛ I asked,
wiping my cheeks as the drying tears made them itch. One by one the
girls nodded to me. Tara watched the other girls, a small puzzled frown
wrinkling the skin between her eyebrows.
łTara, still think this is a slaverąs ring?˛ I asked whimsically. The
red-haired girl shook her head, seemly offended. łIąve made my choice,
master.˛ She said tartly. łAll right.˛ I turned my attention to the
Apache girl. łIf you truly want to wear the collar, Rachel, strip.˛ The
Amerind girl took longer to remove her clothing than Mei had, because
she was wearing more. Finally naked, without being asked, she retrieved
her collar, and with the same small ceremony presented it to me. More
conŢdent, I didnąt ask her to turn around. I fastened the necklace
without looking at the link, staring down instead into her shining
eyes.
łRachel, to seal your collar is something I donąt want to do.
Therefore, if you want it sealed, youąll have to perform the sexual act
that revolts you the most. What is that act?˛
łFucking a dog, master.˛ She said Ţnally. łMore than anything else,
that terriŢes me.˛
łDo you really want me to seal your collar?˛ I asked, taking her hands
in mine.
łNot really.˛ She admitted reluctantly. łIt would probably cause too
many complications. And I donąt think I could pass the initiation.˛ łAt
least you show more sense than Mei does.˛ I said. łThere may be hope
for you yet, Moonlightąs Laughter.˛
łGee thanks.˛ Mei spoke sharply, then sighed theatrically. I grinned at
her. łReturn to your seats, you two. Itąs time for Thuyąs collar. If
sheąs willing.˛
łYou donąt have to ask.˛ Thuy declared eagerly, bounding forward like a
graceful little gazzle, stripping as she came. I studied the naked
Vietnamese girl with pleasure. Her diminuative body was outlined by the
backdrop of her waist-length hair. Her small breasts and bare mound
reminded me yet again of a young girl just reaching puberty, but there
was nothing immature about Thuyąs mind-or her lovemaking. łBring me
your collar.˛ Thuy did, not kneeling as Rachel and Mei had, rather
offering me the collar the way she might a ţower. She was smiling
happily. łYou sure you know what youąre doing?˛ I asked, taking the
cool metal from her Ţngers. She nodded, still smiling. I slipped the
chain around her neck, marvelling again how fragile she seemed, yet
sheąd proven herself strong enough to accept anything I cared to do to
her. Carefully I pulled the necklace around until the Ţtting link was
in back. Then I leaned down and kissed her.
The kiss lasted only a moment, but she let my tongue inside, standing
with arms at sides, accepting the kiss as her due, and when I pulled
back she smiled at me.
łWhat sex act revolts you the most, little lotus?˛ I asked her. łI read
about a girl once that let her lover pierce her clit.˛ Thuy said,
watching me. łI canąt stand the thought of someone doing that to me.˛ I
glanced at Melinda, whoąd come close to that very fate. She paled a
bit, but didnąt react otherwise. I nodded, letting my eyes wander
lovingly over her body as Thuy returned to her seat.
Whenever I stop and really think about it (which, thank goodness I
seldom have time for!) the fact of the girlsą love for me overwhelms me
with such a strange mixture of wonder, delight, unworthiness, and a
nagging sense of guilt that I often donąt recover for hours. Thirteen
women (I count Sherry, despite her calendar age) each loving me the way
only one women is supposed to, is something of an experience.
The same way the Sun up close and personal would be. Stunning,
glorious, and yes even dangerous. But an experience never be forgotten.
łAlima, come forward. Kneel before your master.˛ I said sternly.
Uncertainly the Arabic girl did so. She looked in my face, unsure of
why sheąd displeased me.
łYou arenąt a very obedient slave girl, are you Alima?˛ I asked. łNo,
master.˛ She replied, hanging her head. łIąm sorry, master.˛ łAnd now
you presume to wear my collar? Why should I allow that?˛ łBecause I
love you.˛ She Ţnally said. łAnd I want to be your slave.˛ łThat night
I called you at home I asked you why you wanted to be a slave. What did
you say then?˛
łThat I wanted someone who could conquer me totally.˛ Alima said
softly. łLouder, Alima. I want the entire harem to hear.˛ łBecause I
wanted to be broken, enslaved by a man.˛ Alima said louder. łAnd have I
proven to be that man?˛
łOh, yes, master! You destroyed all my defenses. You raped me with
contemptuous ease. And you showed me what a rotten bitch I really was.
I hope Iąve changed. Because of you.˛
Sheąd been taking lessons from somebody. But Alima responded best not
to gentle persuasion, but brute force. As long as it was carefully
applied. łThat night, after you hung up, I spoke with your father.˛ I
said, watching her. She swallowed and paled, just a bit. łHe said your
stay here wouldnąt impair your value when you were to marry. He also
said if I managed to tame you it would be instructive. If you come home
wearing a collar, what do you think your father would say?˛
łI donąt know.˛ She said, bowing her head. łPlease, master, give me
your collar. Please.˛
łAll right, Alima.˛ I said. łStrip.˛ Gratefully, Alima did so. She wore
an expensive dress and fancy lingerie underneath. Accordingly it took
her a long time to strip. I spent the time watching her movements. The
scrutiny made her blush. Nude at last, she picked up her collar and
handed it to me. Smiling at her I said.
łSpread your legs, bitch.˛ Uneasy now, she did so. I put the chain
between her legs, holding one hand behind her and one in front. Then I
pulled it upward, until it was nestled between her labia. łDo you want
to be my slave, Alima?˛ I said, wrapping the chain around my hands.
łYes, master.˛
łIąm going to lift you up now. Itąs going to hurt. You have my
permission to scream.˛ Her eyes widened but she didnąt move. łSay
when.˛ I commanded, waiting. She moistened her lips. łNow.˛ She said,
tensing. I pulled, feeling the necklace bite into my hands. Alima
whimpered as her feet left the ground, then sobbed. I held her there
for a few seconds and put her back down. łNow beg me to do it again.˛ I
said.
łPlease, do-do it again.˛ She sobbed. She bit her lip as I lifted her,
letting out one bark of pain before I set her back down. She nearly
collapsed as I removed the chain. Roughly I pushed her to her knees.
She didnąt Ţght, once she understood what I wanted. I put the necklace
on her and stepped back.
łI own you, Alima. Do you understand that?˛ łYes, master.˛ Alima said,
not daring to wipe away her tears. łYou want to be owned, donąt you?˛ I
asked. She nodded.
łDo you want the necklace sealed?˛
łYes, master.˛ The Arabic girl raised her head, meeting my gaze. łTo do
so youąll have to let me shove my Ţst up your ass.˛ I said. łAnd that
wonąt be easy for you at all. Do you understand?˛ łYes, master. Master,
am I your slave now? All day?˛ łYes, Alima. All day long.˛ I pulled her
to her feet and kissed her, holding her wrists behind her back. She
moaned and shivered in my grip, but eagerly kissed me back.
łI love you.˛ I whispered in her ear just before I let her go. She
smiled at me, somewhat hesitantly. łNow, go to the dungeon, Alima.
Bring back a pair of handcuffs. Youąre going to spend the rest of the
day with your hands cuffed behind your back.˛
łYes, master.˛ She ţed, bare feet making no noise on the libraryąs
oriental rug.
łSherry.˛ I said softly, looking at the young girl. Shivering she stood
up and came to me.
łYou donąt want to be a slave, do you?˛ I asked softly. łNot really.
Iąm scared shitless, Paul. But I want to be part of the harem, and this
is the only way.˛
łI refuse you.˛ I said, taking her by the shoulders. I kissed her,
covering the heartbroken expression. łYou may not wear the collar
except late at night, Sherry. Do you understand?˛
łNo.˛ She shook her head.
łThereąs too many who would wonder at it. You may do it when you go to
bed, but you must remove it before breakfast. And you must wear it when
I take you.˛ I handed her the necklace.
łWhat, my pretty little whore, is the worst, most terrible sex act you
can think of?˛
Sherry thought a minute, then looked up at me. łThere was this guy in
town. He liked giving the girls enemas. But not ordinary ones. He had
this huge long tube, it must have been three feet long. Heąd make a
girl get on her hands and knees, then heąd grease this tube up and
start pushing it up their ass. I talked to a couple of the girls, they
said it hurt like Ţre. And he wouldnąt stop until the tube was all the
way in. Then heąd open the enema bag.˛
She looked at me. łI made damn sure I never was around when he showed
up. Heąd get the new girls. But never me.˛
łOn your eighteenth birthday Iąm going to put you in the stocks, and
bring that man here, and give you to him. Put it on, now.˛ I said. She
stared at me, aghast.
Hesitantly, clumsily she put the collar on. I began to strip her then,
confusing her still more. When she was naked I pulled her to me and
kissed her, squeezing her asscheeks. She melted against me, accepting
me without reservation. I sent her back to her chair. łGina.˛ I said.
łStrip and take your collar.˛ The black girl was very nervous, but she
did as commanded.
łAre you sure, lady?˛ I asked her softly, stroking her cheek. łYes. I
know itąs crazy, but I want it so much!˛ She sighed as I put the collar
on her.
łAnd what is your most feared sex act?˛
łWhat you did to Alima in the dungeon.˛ Gina said instantly. łWith that
switch. It was horrible.˛
łTo seal your collar, you must endure a dozen sessions like that.˛ I
said. Ginaąs eyes went wide. łStand still.˛ I commanded. Leaning down I
began to suckle her breast. Milk ţowed, not stopping until Iąd gotten a
double mouthful. I suckled her other breast but didnąt swallow the
second mouthful. When I kissed her I grabbed the sides of her head and
let the milk ţow into her open mouth. She stiffened, but swallowed
obediently. There were tears in her eyes when I let her go.
łNo tears, my lovely Gina. And no sadness. I own you now, and you
mustnąt disobey. Never be sad again. Thatąs an order.˛ I smiled at her
expression. łAnd the wish of a man who loves you very much.˛ She hugged
me suddenly, tightly. Letting go she returned naked to her chair. łAnd
last, our quiet Melinda.˛ I said, smiling. Timidly, Melinda returned my
smile. łBring me your collar, little one.˛ She did so, coming to stand
before me in a modest dress with ţower patterns in it. łAre you really
sure, Melinda?˛ I asked, turning serious. łThereąs no turning back.
Once that collar closes around your throat I own you forever.˛
łForever.˛ Melinda said softly. łI am yours, master. I forbid you
nothing.˛ Fully clothed she watched me. And I collared her. łYou forbid
me nothing?˛ I asked. She nodded. łWhat do you fear the most, brown
eyes?˛
łBeing given to a horse.˛ She said quietly, hanging her head. It caught
everyone by surprize. Still waters, our Melinda. She raised her head.
łI forbid you nothing.˛ Melinda repeated. łIf I must be violated by a
horse to be irrevocably yours, then so be it.˛ łBut youąve only been
here a couple of days!˛ I exploded in bewilderment. łWhy?˛
łBecause I have seen what you are.˛ Melinda said. łI have thought long
and hard on this over the last two days. I know your heart, master. And
I would be yours. Without limit, without exception.˛ I stared at the
Phillipino girl for a long time. She returned my gaze calmly. łYouąre
going to make Mei jelous.˛ I said, at loss for anything else to say.
łIąm sorry.˛ Melinda knelt to me, just a little clumsy. She tried to do
everything so well and almost succeeded, but never with Taraąs grace or
Meiąs effortlessness. It was part of her charm. łAnd Iąm sorry I
presumed, Mei.˛ She said, over her shoulder. łIąll wait until your
collar is sealed.˛
For once the Chinese girl was speechless. I grinned at her dumbfounded
expression. łYouąve been foxed, lady.˛ I said to Mei. łMelinda, that
was absolutely magniŢcient. Thatąs the Ţrst time Iąve seen somebody put
one over on Mei. Congratulations. And thank you.˛ łWhat?˛ Melinda
asked, confused.
łMeiąs collar will never be sealed. Therefore neither will yours.
Rachel and Sherry donąt want theirs sealed, Alima canąt, Thuy doesnąt
care, and Gina wonąt go Ţrst. So that lets me off the hook cause I
wasnąt crazy about the permanent collars anyway.˛
łThatąs not fair!˛ Mei protested.
łLifeąs a bitch, and then you die.˛ I quoted at her. łBut your collar
does look terriŢc on you. So good, in fact, I think itąs all youąre
going to wear for the next week. Understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ It didnąt seem to bother her. łIn fact-˛ I said, smiling
at Melinda. łI think youąre going to get naked too.˛
łMaster?˛ Melinda swallowed, shivering.
łStrip.˛ I said. Blushing furiously, Melinda did so. The afternoon
light gleamed on her nipple rings. Just then Alima came back, carrying
the handcuffs. I ordered Melinda to bind the Arabic girl. The
ratcheting noise was loud in the silence.
When it was done I turned to the red-haired girl, still dressed, who
was watching everything with a carefully neutral expression. łTara, Iąm
almost afraid to ask. What did you think of the meeting?˛ I asked the
red-haired girl.
łVery-different.˛ Tara said carefully. I waited but she didnąt say
anything more.
łOk, ladies. Iąm done. Anyone have anything to add? No? Then letąs go
to dinner. Oh, by the way-˛ I smiled slowly, letting my gaze wander
over the varicolored array of ţesh. łSince youąve all proven so keen to
be handmaidens, you can start contemplating the consequences of your
action. All of you are going to stay naked for a week, unable to leave
the house.˛ łWhat about the shopping, master?˛ Thuy said quickly. łAnd
I need to go to school!˛ Sherry said. łSherry, you can dress for
school, of course. But the clothes come off when you get home. Think of
it as being grounded. Thuy, Iąll do all the shopping for the next week.
And pick up the remaining girls.˛ łYes, master.˛ The vietnamese girl
said, bowing her head. łListen to me, all of you. That includes you
too, Tara. Iąm not being capricious. I really do want all of you to
consider what hand maidens are, and what youąve let yourselves in for.˛
I stared around the circle of girls. Each one I think was just
beginning to understand. Theyąd understand a whole lot more by the time
the week was out. I hoped. łOh, one more thing. Youąll want a towel, so
you donąt stick to chairs when you sit down!˛ I grinned. With that
snide remark, we went off to dinner. Having a naked woman eating at the
same table can be an entertaining experience. Having half a dozen was
amazing. After dinner, which ended just a little before 6:30, I pulled
Melinda and Tara aside for a quiet word. łTonightąs the night, Tara.˛ I
said gently. She looked at me, not understanding.
łThe Cucumber.˛ I explained. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip.
Looking up at her I was struck by how fragile she looked. Her hands
were slender and Ţne-boned. The thought of what that devilish vibrator
would do to her made my cock stir.
łMelinda, Iąve got a special task for you. Will you obey me?˛ łI forbid
you nothing, master.˛ Melinda said softly. łGood. Youąre going to take
Tara to her room. Once there you will chain her to her bed the way you
were, then make love to her. When sheąs wet enough, put the Cucumber in
place. Then get some blankets and sleep on the ţoor nex t to her bed. I
want you to listen to her come all night long.˛ Melinda had paled a
bit, but nodded. Tara looked rebellious. łDoes she have to make love to
me?˛ She asked. I nodded. łWith Ţngers and tongue.˛ I said. Tara
shivered. łNow off you go. Iąll bring Teresa by to see you in a couple
of hours, after youąve gotten warmed up.˛
łGee, thanks.˛ Tara muttered darkly. I smacked her bottom lightly to
send her on her way.

Chapter 38 Weird Science

Teresa was waiting for me in the living room, along with a naked Mei.
Teresa was trying not to stare, and blushed when I came in. łReady for
your fantasy?˛ I asked cheerfully. łI guess so.˛ The embarassed Latina
said. I watched her with a cocked head. łI bet you have a strong taboo
against public nudity, donąt you?˛ łUh, wellŠ˛ Teresa stuttered.
łItąs all right, Teresa.˛ Mei said warmly. łI donąt embarass easily.
Youąll soon get used to me. Iąm going to be like this for a week.˛ łA
week?˛ Teresa asked, trying to keep up. łYes. Iąm being punished.˛ Mei
said. Teresa gulped. łNot punished, exactly.˛ I contradicted her.
łJust-reminded.˛ The naked girl bowed to me. łNow, Teresa, are you
ready?˛ łYes. I think.˛ Teresa answered. Suddenly her eyes narrowed and
she seemed to study my face. Then her eyes darted to study Meiąs. łIs
something the matter?˛ I asked, puzzled. Teresa hesitated. łTeresa, if
youąre having second thoughts-˛
łNo! Itąs not that.˛ She said hastily. łUm, itąs just that-well, you
look like-˛ Her voice trailed off.
I cocked my head. łGo on.˛
łYou look like youąve been crying.˛ She said. łThatąs silly, of
course.˛ Mei and I stared at one another in surprize. łNot silly.˛ I
said, inexplicably pleased. łPerceptive. But let it go for now. If
youąre ready for your fantasy, come with me. Mei, prepare the lab,
please.˛ Mei left and I led Teresa to the library. łAll right, Teresa.
Letąs make sure weąve got our stories straight. You came to the house
in answer to an ad asking for volunteers, right?˛ łRight.˛ Teresa said.
łYou know, this is bizzare. I canąt believe Iąm actually going to do
this.˛
łStick to the script.˛ I growled, then smiled to show her I wasnąt
really angry.
łSorry.˛ She tossed her hair out of her eyes. łProfessor Von Neema, Iąm
thrilled to be a subject in your experiements! You said you were
studying involuntary concupiscent physiological response? Exactly what
is that?˛ Damned if I knew. Ever looked up concupiscent? Try it
sometime. łNein, fraulein. Part of zee eggsperiment iz, um, how you
say, zycologigal.˛ I tapped my skull. łZe subject the eggsperiment
adverzly effect, if too much knows, ja?˛ Teresa winced at my horribly
botched pseudo-German accent. łI can see that.˛ She said, nodding her
head. łWell, when do we begin?˛ łZe present now.˛ I said, rising.
łPleaze to accompanish me, fraulein.˛ I led her upstairs to her room.
łPleaze to wait inside, fraulein.˛ I said. łMakings ze comfortable. I
back in das ţash, ja?˛
łJa.˛ She agreed with a smile. After she went in I nipped down to the
dungeon for a very special collar. Returning to her room I opened the
door and went in.
łNow, fraulein, ein equipment special, ja!˛ I held up the collar. łEin
instrument spitzensparken! Ze machine fur das-˛ I frowned ferociously.
łFur das-how you say?˛ I mimed taking a picture with a camera.
łSnapshot?˛ Teresa offered, puzzled. This hadnąt been part of her
fantasy. łNein, nein.˛ I waved my hand impatiently. łFur maken das
story of thingz in eggsperiment!˛
łOh! Recording, you mean?˛ Teresa said in sudden understanding. łJa!
Fur das recording!˛ I said triumphantly. łNow, fraulein Guzman, please
to recline for das meazurements.˛
łMeasurements?˛ Teresa asked, confused. This deŢnitely hadnąt been part
of her fantasy.
łJa, das meazurements.˛ I said impatiently. łZe machine ist nicht
adjust! I adjust size of instrument to ze neck. Fit exact must be
prezice! Otherwize nicht story.˛
łYou mean it wonąt work if it doesnąt Ţt me exactly?˛ Teresa asked,
moving to the bed.
łJa.˛ I said, relieved. My speech was so horribly butchered, even I
didnąt know what I was saying. And it was very important she be
collared. Otherwise there really wouldnąt be a storyŠ
When she laid down I took a cloth tape measure and carefully put it
around her throat. She helped me by getting her hair out of the way.
łIst goot.˛ I said, Ţxing the collarąs spacers to give me an exact Ţt.
łFraulein, please to lift ze head. Goot.˛ The collar consisted of a
hinged band of chrome weighing almost two pounds. When closed it
clasped the neck lightly. It was held together by a lock similar to
those used on glass display cases. The collar closed with a racheting
click. It made Teresa shiver. I smiled down at the Latin girl who was
looking up at me trustingly. łFraulein, iz time to test ze collar.
Relax und stare at ze zeiling pleaze.˛ I took a remote control and held
it in one hand, appearing to study it. As soon as Teresa obeyed me I
pressed the single button on the control. Teresa let out a single small
gasp and went completely limp. I held the button for Ţve seconds, then
let it go. The girl on the bed didnąt stir for almost a quarter minute.
Her Ţrst movements were jerky and uncoordinated. Then her hands went to
the collar, trying weakly to pull it open. łWhat is this thing?˛ She
asked, suddenly very frightened. łMein control.˛ I said. łNow ze
eggsperiment you canąt avoid. Anytime you try to ezcape, zzzt!˛ I
pressed the button, just for a second this time. Her recovery was
quicker.
łPlease, why are you doing this?˛ She gasped. łTo dizcover why
frauleins pleazure obtain from horighaus.˛ I explained. łWhat?˛
łHow you say? Why frauleins orzgazm from captivity zex.˛ łCaptive sex?˛
Her voice squeaked.
łJa. Captive zex. Vips und chains und hot vater up ze Arsengazoo.˛ I
said. łIz great myztery.˛
łPlease let me go.˛ Teresa said carefully. łNein, fraulein. Ze
eggsperiments must continue!˛ I threw back my head and let out a mad
scientist laugh. From Teresaąs expression I must have gotten it right.
łNow, fraulein, pleaze to accompanish me to ze laboratory. Nicht escape
attempt! Else zzzt!˛ I mimed pressing the button. łNo, please! Not
that!˛ Teresa scrambled quickly off her bed. I motioned her to preceed
me out of the room. We went down the hall to one of the specially
prepared rooms.
łYouąre not going to hurt me, are you?˛ Teresa askednervously. łNein!
Studying ze involuntary orgazm, I iz! Another fraulein ze vips undergo!
You ze hot vater up ze gazoo vill test!˛ łWhat do you mean, Professor?˛
Teresa asked anxiously. łZis way, fraulein!˛ I took her arm and led her
into the room. łWhat is this place?˛ She asked, although she knew
perfectly well where she was.
łDas vatterroom.˛ I explained helpfully. łVhere ve see how gross ze
multiple orgazms you vill endure. Now, on ze table pleaze.˛ I patted
the roomąs main feature, a bizzare table covered in bright red rubber.
Teresa looked at it doubtfully.
łSchnell, schnell!˛ I said impatiently.
łWhat are those things sticking out of it?˛ She asked suspiciously.
łDie clampen to hold frauleins uncooperate.˛ I said. łYou vill
cooperate?˛ łYou mean youąre going to fasten me down?˛ Teresaąs voice
went up a full octave.
łJa. Und strippen ze alzo.˛ I said, rubbing my hands. łYou naked fur
das nozzle must be! Und zee stimulazion, of course. For protection your
own, I azzure you. Vonce ze orgazms begins, you vall off without being
clampen down. Offen wallen bounzen!˛
łPlease, Proffessor, I donąt want to do this!˛ Teresa backed away. I
held up the remote. She stopped, then reluctantly laid down on the
table. łAll comfy?˛ I asked, winking. łGoot. Now, fraulein, ve begin
mit die strippen.˛ I unbuttoned her dress, liking the way she bit her
lip as she watched me. She reluctantly got up on her elbows and helped
me remove the dress and her slip. Clad now only in panties, bra, garter
belt, and stockings she laid back down. I made her raise her arms over
her head and put them in the huge padded manacles, which I carefully
tightened. łNow the fantasy is over, Teresa.˛ I said, gently leaning
down and kissing her. łItąs time to come back to the real world.˛
łWhat?˛ She asked, confused.
łIąm not Professor Von Drake or whoever, anymore. Iąm Paul Reiner, your
master. Your owner. When I force that oversize nozzle up your virgin
asshole, and you start cramping from a half gallon of soapy water, it
will be very real. And youąll know, deep down inside exactly what it is
youąve commited yourself to. Tonight youąre going to get not one enema,
but several. Youąre going to be fucked in every hole in your body. And
Iąm going to rape your soul.˛ I leaned down for emphasis. łAnd thereąs
not a damn thing you can do to stop me.˛ łI donąt want to stop you.˛
She said in a small voice. łNot yet.˛ I said, grimly. łBut you will.
For a while.˛ Teresa shivered, only a little apprehensive. She was
still conŢdent, sure of herself. In a weird sort of way I think she
believed herself in control of the situation. She was wrong, of course.
Caressing her stomach I admired the play of muscle under her skin. She
gave me a smile, not like Meiąs łanything you want˛, but one that said
łI hope you arenąt really going to hurt me˛. I smiled back at her and
undid her stockings from the garter belt. Slowly and lovingly I pulled
the stocking down her leg, making it one long caress. She lay still and
watched me as I did it to her other leg.
łIs it like you thought it would be?˛ I asked, undoing her garter belt
and discarding it.
łNo.˛ She answered softly. I kissed her belly button, letting the tip
of my tongue probe into it. I could feel her tense, belly growing hard
under my lips. Not speaking I let my hands roam over her body for a few
minutes, avoiding anything covered in cloth. She relaxed after a while,
closing her eyes.
She lay quietly as I explored her, letting me do whatever I wanted. She
seemed to understand this was just a prelude, to calm her nerves. I did
nothing to arouse her, using my palms and not my Ţngertips as I
caressed her.
łWhat are you thinking?˛ I asked, breaking the easy silence. łHow nice
this is.˛ Teresa replied, opening her eyes. łYou arenąt making love to
me, are you?˛ It was a statement, not a question. łI want you relaxed.˛
I answered. łI want you to trust me. What Iąm going to do to you
tonight will hurt occassionally. Youąre a virgin, and I suspect youąve
never dabbled in your fantasy before. Am I right?˛ łNo, Iąve never had
an enema.˛ Teresa said. łIf I didnąt trust you, I wouldnąt have come.˛
łThereąs trust and then thereąs trust.˛ I said. I stopped stroking her,
taking one of her bound hands in mine. łYour fantasy was to be given an
enema by a mad scientist, searching for ways to give women orgasms.˛
łSo he could take over the world.˛ Teresa agreed, smiling faintly. łYou
like being bound like this? Have you ever been tied up before?˛ łWhen I
was a little girl.˛ Teresa answered after a moment. łMy boyfriend and I
played Kissing Catchers, and after that he wanted to tie me up so he
could pretend to rescue me. I let him.˛
łThatąs the only time?˛ I asked. She nodded. łWhy do you want to be my
slave?˛ I undid the left shoulder strap of her bra. Tensing, she asked.
łAre you going to make love to me now?˛
łI might. Or I might wait. Which do you want me to do?˛ łI donąt know.
Look, Iąm not much on self-analysis, ok? Iąm more action-oriented. Iąm
a doer, not a thinker. So letąs just do it.˛ łAs you wish.˛ I undid the
other bra strap. łHave you ever let a man see your breasts before?˛
łNo.˛ Teresa said, biting her lip. Reaching beneath her I opened her
bra. Pulling it off revealed a lovely pair of breasts, thrusting
proudly up. They were smaller than Ginaąs, but larger than any of the
other girlsą. łTheyąre beautiful.˛ I said. Teresa smiled at me, some of
her brash self-conŢdence coming back. łWhat would you say if I told you
I was going to use nipple clamps on you?˛
łIąd say Iąd like it.˛ Teresa answered, smiling. I peeled her panties
off, then made her put her ankles in the padded clamps intended for
them. Sprawled lewdly on the rubber coated table Teresa blushed. łWell,
youąre going to get your wish.˛ I said, reaching into the cabinet built
into the tableąs base. I held up a pair of nipple clamps, the chrome
ţashing in the lights. Teresa swallowed. She watched as I put the Ţrst
clamp on her already erect nipple. She whimpered just a bit as the
rubber jaws clamped shut, deforming the sensitive nubbin trapped
between them. She whimpered again as the second clamp bit down. Her
eyes were a little uncertain now, she began to realize she wasnąt in
control of the situation. Smiling down at her I put my hand between her
legs, feeling the warmth there. Teresa gasped and blushed furiously,
shutting her eyes.
Her pussy wasnąt damp at Ţrst, just pleasantly slick. That changed as I
began to masturbate her, deliberately being crude and forceful. As the
forced sex play continued she began to make little gasping grunts, as
though she couldnąt quite catch her breath.
łThink about what Iąm going to do to you.˛ I whispered in her ear.
łThink of how itąs going to feel when that nozzle worms itąs way up
your asshole. Think about that hot water as it gushes into you like a
half gallon of sperm. Flooding you, making you cry out from the
pressure, the pain, the pleasure!˛
Teresa gasped now, beginning to Ţght the clamps as she felt her Ţrst
orgasm approach.
łTell me what you want.˛ I barked at her, stopping. łPlease, whatever
you want, just keep going!˛ Teresa pleaded, moving her hips obscenely,
beggingly. I began again, making her groan with the feeling of it.
łOh, Madre de Dios!˛ She wailed loudly. łMas, por favor, mas!˛ My
Ţngers were slippery with her juices now, I rammed one up her asshole.
She screamed, shuddering. I rubbed her clit hard and was rewarded as
she plunged over the edge.
Teresaąs orgasm was like a religious experience. One of the intense,
Holy Roller kind. She screamed and wept and leaped like a marlin on a
line. I didnąt stop, even though she broke down completely. Convulsing
in mixed pleasure and pain she writhed in the clamps, abandoned,
thrilled to her core by what I was doing, what it was making her feel.
Her pussy was tart with her juices. She froze in shock when my mouth
covered her labia and she felt me sucking the pussy juice from her
virgin cunt. After a few minutes she exploded violently into another
raging Ţt of pleasure, screaming herself raw, not words, just hoarse
animal shrieks of mindless ecstasy.
Collapsing, she began to cough, her abused throat exacting revenge.
łYou ok?˛ I said in somewhat concerned amusement. łGod.˛ Was all she
could manage for a minute. Then. łI never thought it could be like
that! Lord, what have I gotten myself into?˛ łSexual slavery.˛ I
answered. łAll night long.˛ I released her, helping her sit up. Now
that she was over her climax, she seemed embarassed to be naked in
front of me. I let her rest for a few minutes, sitting next to her and
holding her against me.
łItąs time, Teresa.˛ I said gently.
łTime?˛ Her head came up, not eager, but fearful. łFor the Ţrst of your
enemas.˛ I said. łGet on your hands and knees on the table.˛
łPaul, I donąt think I want to.˛ She said, edging back. I pressed the
button on the remote, holding it for a full quarter minute. She
collapsed against me. I put her face down on the table, putting her
ankles in the clamps. The clamps were on adjustable rods so they could
be positioned freely. I arranged it so that Teresaąs ass was high in
the air, her ankles spread wide, her arms stretched in front of her,
wrists together. She was basically on knees and shoulders. As volition
returned she struggled brieţy, until convinced the Ţght was hopeless.
łPlease, donąt do this.˛ She whimpered, ţinching as I put my hand on
her ass. I spanked her sharply. She yelped.
łFirst, you never call me Paul in private. Only master, do you
understand?˛ łYes, master.˛ She said quickly.
łSecond, you never protest what I want to do to you, ever. Because
youąre new Iąm going to be lenient. Iąm only going to give you a score
of swats with my hand. If you were experienced, Iąd use a paddle that
stings just like Ţre. Now, I want you to count as I spank you. After
that, Iąm going to insert the nozzle. Do you understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ She was frightened now, unsure of herself. łOh! One.˛
She gasped as I brought my hand down. łTwo!˛ The breath whooshed out as
the hard smack reddened her ass. łThree!˛ She started to weep. łFour!˛
Her voice caught. With my other hand I started to masturbate her again.
Her face blazed in shame at this bizzare sex play. As her spanking
continued she became more and more aroused. It wasnąt long before she
was pleading with me to fuck her. My hot tempered Teresa had been
tamed, now just a woman aroused.
I stopped to prepare the enema. Teresa tried to watch me, but her
position defeated her. As I hung the red rubber bag on itąs special
stand high above the hunched over girl she shifted in her bonds. łYou
get a special nozzle, Teresa.˛ I said cheerfully, showing it to her.
łGod, you canąt put that in my ass! It wonąt Ţt! Please!˛ She asked
fearfully. łI thought enema nozzles were little, like straws.˛ łNot
this one.˛ I grinned down at her. The nozzle in question was a monster.
Fortunately most of if didnąt go inside. The entire device was over a
foot long with a wide clear hose attached to the back. The business end
was close to nine inches long, shaped something like a smooth thick
cock, with none of the details moulded in. There were two reasons for
that.
The Ţrst was to make the insertion easier, the victim would have to
have an inch thick shaft slide nine inches into an opening a Ţnger had
trouble penetrating. The second was the cover was a bladder that
inţated once inside, making absolute Ţdelity to the real thing
worthless. Behind the business end was a huge drum that housed a Ţnely
engineered ţuid switching system and various switches. The drum was
also used to prevent the device from being accidentally sucked inside
completely. Teresa begged and whimpered as I began to coat her asshole
with vaseline. I took my time, forcing my Ţnger in to make her groan.
Helpless, the latina shuddered, without so much as shaking the table
she was clamped to. Her position was too awkward to evade me. I
carefully coated the slippery nozzle and touched it to her anus.
łTeresa, listen carefully. This is more than just an enema. Itąs an
enema rape. This nozzle has more tricks than a Timeąs Square whore. And
Iąm going to let you feel them all. Starting with this one.˛ I pressed
Ţrmly. Teresa cried out, tensing. I held the pressure steady, knowing
sheąd have to relax sooner or later.
łGod!˛ She screamed after less than a minute. The nozzle sank an inch
and stopped. She began to sob a broken stream of spanish so quickly I
couldnąt follow it. I pushed again, gently now that I had penetrated
her defenses. The nozzle sank half way and stopped again. Teresa just
cried out in pain when I pushed, the nozzle didnąt move any more.
Lifting it upward I pushed again, this time to feel the nozzle sink to
the drum.
łP-p-please!˛ She wept. łIt hurts, take it out, God, please, Mother
Mary help me, master, please, please!˛
I opened the Ţrst valve. There was a shrill whistle as air escaped. I
watched critically as water rushed down the tube. When it reached the
drum I twisted the valve to a new position.
ŚMaster, what are you doing, whatąs happening?˛ Teresa raised her head,
trying unsuccessfully to see something by peering between her breasts.
łNothing, baby, the nozzleąs just inţating inside you. To keep you from
expelling it. Donąt worry, itąll stop once it reaches the proper size.˛
łGod, master, itąs killing me!˛ She panted, trying to shift to a more
comfortable position.
łYouąre doing just Ţne, Teresa. Once the nozzleąs Ţnished inţating Iąll
lick your pussy till you come before I actually give you the enema.
Doesnąt that sound nice?˛
łPlease, master, it hurts!˛ She gasped. łMake it stop! Please!˛ łThis
was your fantasy, Teresa. Not mine. But youąre going to see it
through.˛ I checked the little indicator that showed water was ţowing.
After another few seconds it stopped and the valve clicked to a new
position by itself. True to my word I licked her pussy. She didnąt
come, but stopped complaining about the pain.
łDoes it still hurt, Teresa?˛
łNo, master, but I feel awfully full.˛ She said softly. I spanked her,
hard. She yelped. I pulled another valve out, like a plunger. It began
a slow, unsteady, but inexorable slide back into place. łAll right,
Teresa. Iąve just set a timer going. Thereąs no telling how long before
it expires.˛ And I laughed.
łWhat happens then?˛ She asked, frightened. łYour enema begins. The
more you move about the quicker the timer expires. If you hold very
still you might delay it for a minute or two. But this is no ordinary
enema, baby. See, thereąs another inţatable bladder in your nozzle.
Only this one sits right where your asshole clamps around the base of
the shaft.˛
łI donąt understand.˛ Teresa said, in a voice that said she did. łThe
second bladder Ţlls will a precise amount of water. When that happens,
itąs going to force your asshole open very wide. And of course youąre
going to squeeze back. Squeeze too hard though, and another valve
opens, emptying the second bladder through the nozzle into your ass.˛
łWhich of course closes another valve which begins the process all over
again. And again. And again.˛
łHow long?˛
łUntil thereąs not enough water left to Ţll the bladder against your
assholeąs pressure. At which time I turn another valve to let the water
ţow straight through.˛
łThatąs Ţendish. Will it hurt?˛
łThat depends entirely on you. Iąve seen videotapes of the girls this
thing was used on. There were a lot of girls. Some screamed and some
didnąt. Some of them (a very few) actually had orgasms from it. From
the statistics Iąve seen, youąll be here anywhere from an hour to four
hours.˛ łDid any of them manage to keep the timer from going off?˛ łOne
girl delayed her ordeal for Ţve minutes. The others averaged a minute
or so.˛
łPlease, Iąm sorry I was a bad slave, master. Take this thing out
before itąs too late, please.˛ Teresa begged. She shifted unsteadily,
making the valve close completely.
łToo late.˛ I commented, drawing up a chair to watch. łMaster!˛ She
wailed. Struggling the girl began to cry. I watched the nozzle closely
where it disappeared into her. I could see it getting bigger, to
Teresaąs obvious discomfort. Just as she swore she couldnąt stand it
she jerked and sagged.
The Ţrst cycle had completed. The bladder had Ţlled, arming the next
valve, and when Teresa had sqeezed too hard, the water had spewed into
her. As the cycles continued I played with her, stroking her ass, her
pussy, her breasts, kissing her. Her Ţrst orgasm came when the bag was
only a quarter empty. It was a small one, but unmistakable. łYou love
this.˛ I whispered in her ear. She just put her head down and gasped.
With the bag almost half empty she had her second orgasm, a much larger
one, with me not even touching her. After that was over I kissed her
and opened the valve to stop her torment. She moaned as the rest of the
half gallon poured quickly into her.
łIąm cramping, oh, it hurts.˛ She groaned quietly. I rubbed her belly,
feeling the taut bulge so unnatural to the girląs body. As the bag
Ţnished I turned off the ţow and detached the nozzle. łIąm ready to
burst, master, please let me go.˛ Teresa asked very quietly, very
submissively.
łNo, Teresa, youąre going to stay like this until youąve come again.˛ I
said. łIąm going to force you to suck my cock now. Donąt try to Ţght me
or Iąll leave you like this till morning.
łI wonąt bite you, master, I promise!˛ Teresaąs head was at a perfect
height for what I had in mind, so I quickly stripped and took her head
in my hands. łHave you ever done this before?˛ I asked her. She nodded,
surprizing me. łA few times. When I was in high school. I nuaahh-˛ I
shoved my cock in, interrupting her confession. Obediently she sucked
me, her mouth a warm place that rapidly made me want to stop, to keep
from coming too soon. Her tongue, especially, made my balls contract.
Sheąd done this a lot more than a few times!
Reaching around I began to Ţnger her pussy. It made her fellatio even
better. I thrust involuntarily deep into her mouth. To my surprize (and
Teresaąs shock) my cock went right down her throat! Teresa gagged
almost at once, but I didnąt withdraw, feeling the caress of her throat
like a lick of electricity. Teresa gagged again, jerking frantically. I
pulled out , all the way.
łGood girl, Teresa.˛ I said approvingly. Sqatting down I kissed her. łI
never did that before.˛ She said, eyes wide. łI never took a guyąs cock
all the way down before. I didnąt know you could do that!˛ Her eyes
were shining, it had excited her. Then her face twisted as more cramps
seized her.
łPlease, master, may I go to the bathroom? Please?˛ Teresa asked in
obvious pain.
łAll right.˛ I relented. łSince youąve given me your throat, I suppose
I can be more lenient with you.˛ Releasing her I led her to the toliet
before deţating the nozzle. I made her lean over as I pulled the
monsterous thing from her. She collapsed on the toliet just in time.
Wrinkling my nose at the mess on the nozzle I put it in the sink and
let water run over it. By the time Teresa had Ţnished cleaning herself
up the nozzle was also clean.
She walked up to me and hung her head.
łIąm ready, master.˛ She said quietly.
łFor your next enema?˛ I asked. She nodded, still not looking at me.
Gently I lifted her head and kissed her lightly on the lips. When I
drew back I watched her carefully.
łAre you enjoying yourself, Teresa?˛ I asked her softly. łYes.˛ Her
voice was quiet.
łReally?˛
łYes, master.˛ She said. łIt isnąt at all what I thought it would be
like, but I like it. Even when it hurts.˛
łAre you feeling all right?˛ I asked.
łIąm a little tired.˛ She said hesitantly. łMaster-˛ She stopped,
obviously wanting to ask something.
łYes, Teresa?˛
łAre you going to pop my cherry tonight?˛ She blushed, her complexion
darkening.
łNo.˛ I said. łFirst, Iąm going to tie you up all night. When you wake
up it will be to feel my weight come down on you.˛ łGod.˛ She put one
hand up to her mouth. łPlease, fuck me tonight? I want you so much!˛
łThank you, slave girl.˛ I said, smiling. I kissed her again. łBut it
will be as I have said. Now go back to the table. Iąm going to shove a
butt plug up your ass and make you wear a chastity belt until Iąm ready
for you.˛ Teresa obeyed reluctantly, only pausing to ask if I wanted
her on her back or belly. I debated for a moment, then decided on her
belly,as she had been when violated by the enema nozzle.
With her ass stuck in the air and her ankles Ţrmly clamped apart I
selected a medium ţesh colored butt plug and coated it with vaseline.
After coating her (now relaxed) asshole with vaseline I started to
insert the plug, then had a better idea.
I freed Teresaąs hands and gave her the plug. łShove it up your ass.˛ I
commanded. She hesitated. Then, awkwardly she tried to position the
plug. I helped her Ţnd her rosebud, then stepped back.
Teresa took a deep breath, then pushed. The plug skidded for a moment,
then found her opening and sank in.
Teresa gasped in pain and tensed. Then, more slowly she applied
pressure. The anal intruder crept inward until the taper passed her
sphincter. She cried out as the plug leaped the last inch as her
asshole clamped down reţexively. She held her pose for a moment, then
let her hand drop to the table top. I could see the plugąs base Ţrmly
nestled into her crack. łGood girl, Teresa.˛ I said approvingly. I put
her chastity belt on her and secured it.
The belt was leather covered metal mesh, weighing almost three pounds.
It was shaped like a T, with the vertical strap running between the
girląs legs and joining the belt in front to lock securely with a built
in lock. The weight was a constant reminder that she wore it. There was
no way she could expel the butt plug, and as I helped her off the table
she discovered just how cruel Iąd been.
Each step she took made the butt plug announce itself. She winced,
trying to take small mincing steps. To make her plight even more
poignant I had tightened the belt so the crotch strap really dug in.
łNow weąre going to visit Melinda and Tara.˛ I announced. łI know that
plug is fucking you in the ass every step you make, thatąs why I put it
there. I want you to really feel it, Teresa, so put on your high heels.
That will magnify the plugąs movements.˛
łYes, master.˛ She said, shuddering. As she obeyed I took a ball gag
from the cabinet. Teresa shivered again when she saw it, but she opened
her mouth without being told.
łI donąt want you screaming when you see Tara.˛ I said. łAfter all,
Taraąs got enough trouble without screams of horror from you.˛ Teresaąs
eyes widened behind her gag and she paled. I handcuffed her arms behind
her back and made her hurry to Taraąs room. She was gasping when we
reached it, the plugąs motions magniŢed by both the size of her stride
and the high heels she was wearing.
Her eyes got really big when I opened the door and a heart-rending moan
ţoated out of the room. I took Teresaąs elbow and guided the suddenly
balking latina into the room. She stumbled to the bed and stood staring
down at Tara in helpless fascination.
The tall red-haired girl was twisting slowly on the bed, spread-eagled
tautly. The cucumber harness was an obscene presence, lewdly plastered
against her crotch, the straps reminding me of an amorous octupus.
Melindaąs head popped up suddenly from behind the bed, making Teresa
start and nearly fall. I grabbed the latina, steadying her. łGo back to
sleep, Melinda. Weąre just here so Teresa can see whatąs going to
happen to her tomorrow night.˛ The bound girl in my arms froze in
shock. Melinda looked uncertain, but disappered behind Taraąs bed
again. łYes, Teresa. Look carefully. See how long Taraąs nipples are?
How many times have you come, Fairie Queen?˛ I asked the slowly
writhing girl on the bed.
łTwice.˛ She gasped. łAbout to come-oh, again. This is wonderful,
master-uuuh!˛ She shivered. Teresa was shivering too, I could feel it
as I held her.
łTara has a very special dildo in her cunt, Teresa. It does all kinds
of things. But mostly it makes Tara come. Itąs going to do it all night
long. And tomorrow night Taraąs going to chain you just like she is
now, and drive that vibrator all the way into your nearly virgin body.˛
I whispered in her ear.
łTell us when you come again, Tara.˛ I ordered her. łI want Teresa to
see what a slave girląs orgasm looks like.˛
łAll-alright.˛ Tara gulped, nearing her climax. Teresa stood quietly,
as for the next Ţfteen minutes we watched Tara being teased by the
Cucumber. It took Ţfteen minutes because just as she was ready to come
the vibrator turned itself off. Tara screamed in frustration, twitching
in her bonds. łOh, yeah, come on!˛ She moaned as the vibrator Ţnaly
turned back on. When she came she lifted her hips clear of the bed,
making little gasping mews of pleasure. Finally she slumped, only to
begin the slow bump and grind as the Cucumber wouldnąt let her rest.
łI came, master!˛ Tara gasped.
łIąm pleased, slave girl. Youąre doing well. Try to be a little more
vocal when you come, though. I want Melinda to hear you.˛ łYes,
master.˛ Tara slumped as the vibrator stopped again. The random actions
of the toy made it maddening to the victim. I turned Teresa around. As
we left, the only sound was Taraąs labored breathing. I led us back to
Teresaąs room and used the leg chains to force her legs apart. I left
her arms free so sheąd be able to participate in the next round of
torments I had planned for her. łI said youąd remain a virgin tonight,
Teresa. But I never said you wouldnąt be entertained.˛ I said softly.
She was totally defensless now, and she knew it. She shook her head
violently when I spoke again. łIąm going to bring Rachel in to play
with you, to tease you. And youąre going to suck her cunt and lick her
asshole till she comes. Then Iąm going to fuck her, so you can see what
itąs like. Weąll make sure you get a real close look-especially when I
fuck her in the ass.˛ I left her to go retrieve Rachel.
I Ţnally found her in the library, idly looking for something to read.
łHi!˛ She greeted me in surprize. łWhat are you doing here?˛ łLooking
for you. I want you to join Teresa and me tonight.˛ Racheląs eyes
lighted up. She was naked, obedient to my command. łMaster, some of the
others would like to join in too. Can they?˛ łWho?˛ I asked.
łWell, Mei of course. Itąs really her turn, you know. And Thuy. And
Gina.˛ Rachel smiled. łGina said she really enjoyed her night with
Sherry. I think sheąd like making love to Teresa.˛
łWhat about Thuy?˛
łMei and Thuy and I enjoy making it together.˛ Rachel said, turning
serious. łEver since Thuyąs Ţrst night. We make a good trio. Together
the three of us will drive Teresa into coming all night long.˛ łWhat
about Gina?˛
łWell, if you arenąt fucking Teresa, or us, then youąd be bored.˛ She
stretched up and kissed me. łAnd Gina really wants to fuck you again.˛
She grinned impishly. łWe wouldnąt want you to be bored, now would we?˛
łGather them up.˛ I commanded, smiling. Rachel strode away, her stocky
body softened by the dim lighting. I went back to Teresaąs room and
waited. łMaster, hold me, please?˛ Teresa begged, actually trembling as
she held up her arms. When I gatherered her in she hugged me as hard as
she could, her nearly naked body soft and hot against me. She hugged me
for a long time, not saying anything. She jumped when the phone rang,
breaking the embrace. łHello?˛ I answered.
łAre you ready for us, master?˛ Racheląs voice asked. łYes.˛ I said
smiling. łCome on in.˛
łGod, master, Iąm so scared!˛ Teresa whispered from where she lay
helpless. I studied the latin beauty where she lay trapped. Naked
except for the belt around her waist and the strap between her legs she
lay with her legs spread wide apart, trapped by leather cuffs around
her ankles. Her hands were clenched into Ţsts, her arms tight against
her side. Her face was pinched into worry lines. She really was
frightened, not roller-coaster nervous, but terriŢed.
About that time the other girls came in laughing and giggling. Teresa
whimpered and tried to cover herself with her hands. łWeąre here,
master!˛ Mei called excitedly. łI hope Teresaąs not too tired out!˛
Then they caught sight of the latin girląs face. łHey, Teresa, whatąs
wrong?˛ Rachel asked, sitting on the bed and stroking the bound girląs
hair. łDid he hurt you? He didnąt mean to.˛ Teresa just blushed, trying
to speak, but nothing came out. She tried again. łHe didnąt hurt me.˛
Teresa caught sight of Meiąs nudity and hastily turned to look back to
Rachel. It didnąt help, Rachel was as naked as Mei was. łItąs just-I
just-I mean-˛ She stumbled to a stop. Rachel leaned down and kissed
her, making the latin girl freeze. łYouąve never made love to another
girl, have you?˛ Rachel asked sympathetically. Teresa shook her head.
łI hadnąt either, before I came. But itąs wonderful. Let us show you.
Youąll really like it, I promise.˛ Rachel coaxed Teresa into putting
her hands by her sides, and immediately began her teasing masturbation
technique.
Not in the least shy tonight Thuy laid down beside Teresa and kissed
her full on the lips, grabbing her head with both hands. Mei joined
Rachel in teasing the latina. Soon the three girls were giggling as
they lovingly tormented their victim. After a few minutes Teresa
relaxed enough to begin enjoying the attentions lavished on her.
Meanwhile I had brought Gina to a chair. She watched me solemnly.
Kissing her I asked.
łAre you feeling ok?˛
łYes, master.˛ She said. She put her hands on my shoulder and gently
pushed me into a chair. Then she straddled me, her breath sweet in my
face. Her lips were hot and moist. her skin soft and warm as I pulled
her against me. She humped against me, demanding attention from my
cock, which obliged her. As she broke our kiss and pulled back the
light ţashed from her necklace. Idly I ran a Ţnger over it. Gina
watched me quietly, face serious. Slipping my hands over her butt I
sqeezed her ass cheeks. Silently she hugged me, strong arms and pliant
willing body.
łUndress me.˛ I whispered in her ear. She climbed off and I stood up.
As she ran her hands over my shoulders her face wore a look thatąs hard
to describe. It wasnąt concentration, so much as a singleness of
purpose. The sadness that seemed to cling to her was still there, but
muted, resigned. Iąve never seen anything like it.
Her Ţngers were gentle as she unbuttoned my shirt, the thing seemed to
part of its own accord. Fingertips brushing skin were joined by her
lips. I felt my desire building, surging in time to her touches. By the
time I was naked I was ready for her. Seizing her roughly I yanked her
to me and kissed her Ţercely. She responded, surging against me,
demanding. Letting my hands fall to her ass I put one hand between her
legs, seeking her pussy. She was wet, and two Ţngers made her moan as
she felt them enter her.
There was no tenderness between us now, just a ferocious need. I pulled
her to the ţoor. She writhed under me as I mounted her, gasping her
desire in my ear as I guided myself against her. She cried out as I
thrust hard into her, and convulsed, arching, lifting us both into the
air. She fell back hard enough to jar us, slamming me into her to the
hilt. Her arms and legs snapped around me, holding me tightly as I
thrust in and out rapidly. She gasped and sobbed as the ravishment
continued, demanding more and more.
I was feeling the Ţrst warning signs of my own orgasm when Gina
stiffened under me, letting out an incredulous wail. Her pussy spasmed,
I could feel the muscles clenching against me as I slammed into her. It
went on a long time, especially for Gina. Finally the black girl fell
back limply, arms slipping from around me. She hadnąt fainted, but she
wasnąt really seeing me as I withdrew either.
I looked up to see four faces staring at me from the bed. Teresa looked
aroused. Mei, Thuy, and Rachel broke into spontaneous applause.
Smiling, I helped the wobbling black girl to her feet. łThank you,
master.˛ She hugged me hard, whispering in my ear. łThat was
incredible! Thank you!˛
łIt was deŢnitely my pleasure, lovely lady.˛ I said, kissing her. My
erection was still evident, shiny from Ginaąs juices. Pulling the black
girl with me I went over to the bed.
łHow goes it, ladies?˛ I asked with a smile, aroused, and wanting to
fuck one of them.
łSheąs lovely, master.˛ Rachel said, hugging the latina. łWe havenąt
made her come yet, though. That thingąs in the way.˛ She pointed to
Teresaąs harness.
łDo you want me to remove it, Teresa?˛ I asked the black haired beauty.
łYes, please.˛ She said blushing. Laughing I retrieved my keys and
unlocked the harness. Then I ordered the other girls to bind Teresaąs
hands so she was spread-eagled on the bed.
łNow, ladies, I want to see her come at least three times. If you can
do that, youąll get to hold her down when I take her cherry.˛ I said.
łGina, you too.˛ I pulled up a chair and watched as they proceeded to
drive Teresa mad.
Rachel claimed Ţrst attempt, making the other girls watch as she did to
Teresa what she had done to Mei on her Ţrst night. The apache girląs
hands moved in teasing circles over the latin girląs skin, making
Teresa squirm in her chains. Soon the chained beauty was begging for
Rachel to give her release. But Rachel was implacable. For the next
half hour she teased the latin girl, leaving her right on the edge of
orgasm, but denying it to her. But all good things must end. Rachel
Ţnally stroked Teresaąs swollen pussy with a single stroke. The latina
girl groaned, and we could tell she was starting to come. Relenting the
Amerind girl rapidly stroked Teresaąs cunt while she moaned and
screamed in a massive orgasm. Before she could come down from the after
glow, Mei Ling and Thuy attacked her, the chinese girl going for her
pussy, the Vietnamese girl for the plug in her asshole. Meiąs tongue
sought Teresaąs clit and began to tease her there. Thuy, more cruel,
began to push the butt plug in and out. Rapidly Teresa built to her
second orgasm, letting it out after another ten minutes of attention by
the two oriental girls. By now I was impatient, my cock throbbing in
anticipation. Gina climbed on Teresaąs face and demanded to be licked,
smacking the latinaąs belly. Teresa obeyed, to Ginaąs obvious pleasure.
Unable to stand it anymore I had the other girls release Teresa, then
pull her limbs apart so she was spread-eagled again. Face still covered
by Ginaąs pussy, unable to see me as my weight settled on her, feeling
the hands of the others holding her limbs even as a girląs juices
ţooded her mouth, Teresa couldnąt even moan as my cock touched her
virgin cunt.
Mei had done her work well, Teresaąs cunt was hot and wet, slippery and
inviting. Her hymen resisted only for a moment before I was sliding
into her virgin pussy. Teresa groaned against Ginaąs pussy and jerked,
trying to escape the momentary pain. But she was held too Ţrmly, and
after a moment seemed to relax, feeling my cock probe her, opening her
and stretching her for the Ţrst time in her twenty-one year life. Gina
moaned, excited by Teresaąs licking. I was in a good positioin so I
joined in. Fucking the latina and licking the black girląs pussy I was
so busy I almost missed Teresaąs Ţrst orgasm. It was short and quick, a
mere tremor.
łShe just came!˛ I annouced to her captors. There was good natured
laughter from everyone but Gina, who was moaning in pleasure. łIąm
going to come!˛ She cried out, amazed. But it was at least Ţve more
minutes before she did. In the mean time I was fucking Teresa as
imaginatively as I could. And rapidly losing control. Gina moaned,
falling over as her orgasm spent her strength. Now that I could see
Teresaąs face I kissed her hard, tasting Gina on her lips. She kissed
me back, sobbing for breath.
It went on for another minute or two before she came again, this time a
massive production that tipped me over the edge with her. I groaned as
I felt my sperm gush into her convulsing body. As if on some signal the
girls let her go. Teresa wrapped her arms around me and began sobbing a
spanish phrase into my ear.
She kept repeating it, Amato, Amato.
I love you.
She had surrendered completely. More than sheąd ever wanted to. In the
midst of our mutual climax I hugged her back, saying nothing at all,
feeling the warm wonderful glow of impossible happiness. She quieted
after a few minutes, her grip loosening. Propping myself on my elbows,
soft cock still inside her I looked down on her tear streaked face.
łWelcome home, Teresa.˛ I said quietly. She broke down again, crying
quietly as I held her. The other girls gathered around, Rachel and Mei
to either side as seemed to be their wont, just gently touching the
latina. After a few minutes I got up and gently shooed the other girls
out of the room. Then I carried Teresa into my room where we showered.
Before we went to bed Teresa asked me if I would remove the butt plug.
I did, and we both fell asleep quickly.

Chapter 39 Confession

When we woke up the sun was already high in the sky. Teresa seemed very
subdued as she quietly watched me. I caressed her face with one hand.
She bit her lip as my other hand lightly traced one breast. łAny
regrets?˛ I asked softly.
łA few.˛ Teresa said. She seemed very uncomfortable with me touching
her, so I stopped. I felt just a twinge of regret myself. And a sudden
stab of fear that she was going to leave me.
łWhatąs wrong?˛ I asked. She hesitated.
łDid I say anything-last night?˛ She asked. łAnything-˛ łYou said a
great deal.˛ I interrupted her. łWhat I mean is, did I say anything I
didnąt mean?˛ łUh, well, I donąt know, Teresa. Surely only you know
that.˛ łDid I say I loved you?˛ She demanded Ţercely. łDid I say ŚI
love youą?˛ łNo.˛ I answered truthfully.
łWhat exactly did I say?˛ I could feel the heat of her body as she
moved toward me. She was nearly frantic, rigidly controlled. I knew
what she wanted, yet I didnąt want to lose her. And I was afraid she
would run if I told her the truth.
The clock on the bedstand said 8:30. So that option was out. I decided
to divert her, if I could.
łAt least this conversion is different.˛ I said, more lightly than I
felt. łWhat?˛ Teresa asked, blankly.
łEvery other girl wanted to know if she was as good as the other girls
in the harem. You must be very self-conŢdent.˛ łAnswer me, damn it!
What did I say last night?˛ Teresa demanded loudly. łDoes it matter so
much, Teresa?˛ I asked sadly. łYes, God dammit, it does! Now answer
me!˛ She screamed. I winced, her face was only a foot from mine.
łYou said ŚAmatoą.˛ I answered carefully. łAnd itąs 8:30, so I canąt
make love to you now. But if you donąt move back a little weąre both
going to get embarassed.˛
łWhat are you talking about?˛
łYour hip is in my lap, and if you donąt move it in about Ţve seconds
Iąm not going to be responsible.˛
She blushed as she Ţnally caught my meaning and scooted back to her
side of the bed.
łDo you know what that means?˛ She asked carefully. łYes.˛ I answered,
also carefully.
łI didnąt mean it.˛ She said. łI donąt love you. I donąt want to love
you.˛ łWhy?˛ I asked.
łNone of your damned business!˛ She snapped. łThis isnąt the way I
wanted it at all!˛
łWhat did you want?˛ I asked.
łJust fucking, not love. To be your sex slave. Nothing more.˛ Her words
hurt, making me feel small and useless. And angry. I tried telling
myself that she was just feeling confused right now, just frightened
and upset. So I tried again.
łWhy Teresa? Why not love?˛
łBecause itąs bullshit!˛ She yelled at me. łItąs a goddamned lie! It
doesnąt exist! Fucking, yes, you can feel great when you come! But
thatąs not love! Love is just a dirty four letter word for a deceitful
lie!˛ It shocked me. Not because of the tone, although it was loud and
abusive. That a 21 year-old girl could be so disillusioned! Young girls
are supposed to be romantic, believing in love and beauty and all that
sort of thing. But Teresa didnąt. Or said she didnąt.
łAre you telling me the truth?˛ I asked.
She slapped me. Hard. It hurt. And it made me furious. But I didnąt hit
her. Iąd learned at least that much. But I was coldly determined to
punish her for it. I was too angry to be ashamed at myself for what I
planned. Teresa looked aghast.
łSo you just want to be a sex slave, is that it?˛ I snarled at her.
łPlease, Iąm sorry! I shouldnąt have slapped you!˛ She was frightened.
łNo, you shouldnąt have.˛ I got up and went to the bathroom, slamming
the door. When the call of nature was answered I was feeling a little
calmer. Returning to the bedroom, still naked, I found that Teresa
hadnąt left the bed. She was sitting up, holding the sheet to cover her
breasts. łIąm sorry. I didnąt mean to hit you.˛ She apologized again.
łYou donąt mean what you say, remember?˛ I said coldly, staring down at
her. She looked away. łOr do you?˛
łWhat do you mean?˛ She asked, alarmed.
łYou just want to be a sex slave?˛
łYes.˛
łNo love, right?˛
łThatąs right.˛
łYou said you wanted to be a handmaiden. Did you mean that?˛ łThat
means a full time slave, right?˛
łIt means more than that, little bitch. It means I own you. The only
freedom youąll have is asking to leave. And once youąve done that you
can never come back. Now, what exactly do you mean, Teresa?˛ łI said I
wanted to be a handmaiden.˛ She snapped, temper ţaring. łAnd I mean
what I say!˛
łReally? Even Śamatoą?˛ I mocked her. She glared at me. łWhat do you
want from me?˛ She demanded, furious. łA yes or no, Teresa. A go or
stay.˛
łStay, damn you. Yes, Iąll be a handmaiden. But Iąll never love you.˛
Silently I went to the phone and dialed Racheląs extension. There was
no answer so I dialed the kitchen.
łHello.˛ Thuy answered.
łThuy, is Rachel with you?˛
łYes, master. Do you want to talk to her?˛ łNo. Have her collect Mei
and come to my room. Bring Teresaąs necklace.˛ łSheąs going to join
us?˛ Thuy asked excitedly. łLittle one, I love you very much. But donąt
ask me stupid questions this early in the morning, all right? Just have
Mei and Rachel come up at once.˛ łYes, master.˛ She sounded hurt.
łListen, Thuy, Iąm sorry. But itąs been a hell of a morning already.
And it looks like its going to get worse before it gets better. Now
hurry.˛ I hung up.
łGo to the bathroom now, Teresa. You wonąt have many oportunities
today.˛ I said ominously as I dressed. She started to gather the sheet
for a robe. łLeave it!˛ I barked. łIąve seen you naked before,
remember? Now obey me.˛ I put a snap in my voice. Teresa looked like
she was going to come after me, but reconsidered and stormed into the
bathroom, slamming the door. It was only another couple of minutes
before Rachel and Mei came in, looking worried. Their nudity reminded
me uncomfortably of their status. łWhatąs wrong, master?˛ Rachel asked
gently. łYou sound angry. And how did you get that?˛ She touched the
ţaming mark of Teresaąs hand. łWonderful deduction, bright eyes.˛ I
growled. łHow do you think I got it? Or rather, who do you think I got
it from?˛ łTeresa?˛ Rachel asked, eyes widening. łWhy?˛ łI pissed her
off.˛ Even as I said it, the humor struck me. I shook my head. łHow?˛
łItąs a long story. Iąd rather not tell it twice. Letąs wait for
Teresa.˛ Teresa came back Ţrst, blushing when she saw Rachel and Mei. I
snapped my Ţngers and pointed to the bed.
łSit down, Teresa.˛ I ordered. Rachel looked at me worriedly as Teresa
obeyed angrily. She took my hands.
łMaster, can I help?˛ The Apache girl asked softly. łIąd really like
to.˛ łI know, bright eyes. I know. You will.˛ I smiled down at her. Mei
suddenly moved to kneel in front of me, the perfect picture of quiet
grace. Her head was bowed and she knelt with knees apart and arms
hanging loose at her sides. She didnąt move as the seconds crept past.
łUm, Mei? Hello?˛ I Ţnally ventured.
łYes, master.˛ She said submissively.
łWhat are you doing?˛
łKneeling, master.˛ She answered calmly.
łI can see that. Why?˛
łWhen the master is angry, it becomes handmaidens to obey without
question or fault, so they might sooth him. This humble one merely acts
accordingly.˛ łI see.˛ In her own subtle way Mei Ling was telling me I
was acting like a blithering idiot. łAll right, youąve made your point.
Stand up and help me straighten out this mess. Please.˛
Standing up she smiled at me. łNow, master, whatąs the problem?˛ łTo
tell you the truth, Iąm not really sure.˛ I said. łI made Teresa mad
and she-˛ I paused, suddenly remembering how Mei had reacted to Taraąs
attack. łYes, go on.˛ She said with head cocked to one side. łShe
slapped me.˛
łI see.˛ Meiąs attitude indicated she wasnąt overly alarmed by the
situation. I breathed a sigh of relief.
łShe slapped you? Why?˛ Rachel put her hand over her mouth to stiţe a
giggle. It didnąt work.
I reddened. łYes, well, thatąs for Teresa to say. Itąs really a private
matter between us. But the real reason I wanted you to come is to
witness Teresa becoming a handmaiden.˛
łShe slapped you so youąre going to make her a hand maiden?˛ Mei asked.
łI hear more than youąre saying, master. A great deal more.˛ łMy, what
big ears you have, grandma!˛ I said, smiling. łWhy donąt you take those
ears and listen to Teresa for a while? I want her to be very sure of
what sheąs getting into. Meanwhile, Rachel, letąs go to your room so we
can talk. Ok?˛
łOf course, master.˛ Rachel took my hand and led me out. When Racheląs
bedroom door closed behind us she led me over to the bed and sat us
both down.
łNow, master, just what is going on?˛ I noticed with amusement she was
using the same tone with me she had with her father. łTeresa got very
upset this morning about something she said last night.˛ I began,
trying to pick my way around the issue. łAnd when I pressed her she
slapped me.˛
łThatąs not very helpful, master.˛ Rachel coaxed. łSurely you can tell
me about it. After all, Iąm not going to tell anybody else. I promise.˛
łSeal of the confessional?˛ I asked, smiling. łSomething like that.˛
She answered, smiling back. łWhy do I feel so much better after talking
to you, bright eyes?˛ I asked. łThatąs my job, remember? Now spill it.
Whatąs the problem?˛ So I told her. Including my fear that Teresa would
leave. Rachel just hugged me for a long time, not saying anything.
łWell, if she does, Iąll still be here. Remember that.˛ Rachel said at
last. Her eyes were very large, very near. I kissed her gently,
affectionately. łThank you, Moonlightąs Laughter.˛ I said after it
ended. łAll my problems seem to shrink when Iąm with you. And thatąs a
gift I can never repay.˛ łSilly.˛ She cupped my face. łYou all ready
have. Many times. Come on. Letąs see if Mei and Teresa are ready.˛ She
dialed the phone and spoke to Mei for a moment.
łTheyąre ready.˛ She said. When we returned to my room Teresa was
kneeling on the ţoor, Mei standing over her.
łYour slave girl wishes to become your handmaiden, master.˛ Mei said
formally, a slight lilt in her voice. łShe understands the
implications, and agrees to abide by them.˛
łTeresa.˛ I said. The latina looked up. łBring me your collar.˛
Awkwardly the black-haired beauty did so. I took it from her and
paused. łNo love, only sex?˛ I asked. She nodded. I put the necklace on
her without ceremony. łVery well, handmaiden. Report to the dungeon.
Iąm going to punish you for slapping me.˛
łYes, master.˛ Teresa said, paling. łI donąt exactly remember where it
is.˛ łMei, take her there. Suspend her the way we did Thuy the night
she was ţogged. Iąll tend to her punishment after everyone else has had
breakfast. łYes, master.˛ Mei said. Rachel looked at me. łTeresaąs a
lot heavier than Thuy is, master. Are you sure this wonąt hurt her?˛
łIąm sure. And you just insulted Teresa, Rachel. Sheąs only Ţfteen
pounds heavier than Thuy. Come on, Iąm hungry.˛ The four of us marched
downstairs, Rachel and I going to the kitchen, Mei and Teresa to the
dungeon.
Everyone was waiting in the kitchen when we got there, obviously
knowing something was up. Perversely I refused to explain. We hadnąt
gotten very far when Mei came in and sat down.
łTeresaąs taken care of?˛ I asked, putting jelly on a biscuit. łYes,
master.˛ Mei said calmly, helping herself to some rice. łIs Teresa part
of the club, now, master?˛ Thuy asked, too casually. łYes.˛ I said.
łThis jelly really is good. Make sure we get some more soon, Thuy.˛
łYes, master.˛ Thuy looked frustrated, unsure of how to approach the
topic obliquely. Tara saved her the trouble.
łI saw Mei take Teresa to the basement.˛ The red-haired girl said. łShe
was naked. Whatąs going on?˛
I studied the slender girl for a moment. Tara returned my stare without
Ţdgeting.
łYouąre a free woman, Tara, so you can ask that question. Iąm a free
man, so I donąt have to answer you. However, since you probably havenąt
shaken off the insatiable curiousity of the professional spy yet,
thereąs nothing to stop you from going down to the dungeon and asking
Teresa, now is there?˛ łI just might do that.˛ Tara said, nodding.
łThuy, breakfast was wonderful, as always. But I have to watch my
Ţgure, so I think Iąll take a walk.˛ She smiled in my direction. łAfter
all, stairs are good exercise, right?˛ łOf course, Fairie Queen. Have a
nice walk.˛ I answered, smiling in spite of myself. As Tara left the
room I turned to the black girl at the other end of the table. łGina,
you were superb last night. At your rate of improvement itąll take ten
of me to keep up with you.˛ łMaster!˛ Gina said, scandalized, but
pleased at the same time. She smiled at me, even as she fought to
control her embarrassment. łThuy, Rachel, and Mei I want to thank you
also. You made Tereaąs Ţrst time something sheąll always remember. Iąm
very pleased with you. And proud to know such wonderful women.˛
It took the wind right out of their sails. łOh, I almost forgot. Alima,
Iąd like you to be the one to pick up Aki tonight. Sheąs kind of quiet,
so donąt scare her, ok? You may, of course, get dressed for the
occasion. But only a dress, mind. A short one. And nothing else.˛ I
paused. łExcept sandles, of course.˛ łI wonąt scare her.˛ Alima said
indignantly. łJust for that I think Iąll go for a walk too.˛ She got up
and made her way with wounded dignity around the table. Sheąd have made
her escape unscathed, except she tripped on the kitchen sill and
stumbled out.
łDamn, damn, damn!˛ Floated back in her wake. Mei lost it, doubling
over with smothered giggles. The mood lightened considerably. By the
time breakfast was over I was in a generous mood. Thuy and Rachel took
advantage of it, wheedling permission to go to town to do some
shopping. I made sure each of them wore only a short dress and sandles,
naked to the world otherwise. It seemed to excite them, a sort of
secret pleasure. I also made sure they wore their collars. Making my
way to the dungeon I found both Alima and Tara with the naked latin
girl. Both wore an air of poorly suppressed excitement. It was obvious
they wanted to stay and see Teresaąs punishment. In my present mood I
was inclined to let them.
łGood morning ladies.˛ I greeted them. łHello, Teresa. Comfortable?˛
łNo, master.˛ She answered quietly, fearfully. łMy arms hurt.˛ She
wasnąt complaining, just answering honestly.
łYes, I imagine they do. You know, Teresa, I can leave you hanging
there all day long. In the dark. To let you reţect on your offense.˛
łNo, master, please!˛ She cried out, terriŢed. łPunish me, but not like
that! I couldnąt stand it!˛
łYouąre hardly in a position to demand anything, Teresa.˛ I pointed
out. łIn fact, why donąt I prove it to you. Ladies?˛ I offered my arm.
łNo, master, please, please! Iąll do anything you ask, just please
donąt leave me here!˛ Teresa wailed. Alima looked uncomfortable, Tara
aroused. łYouąll do anything I ask, Teresa?˛ I asked, feigning
interest. łYes, please, just let me down!˛
łThen, just hang there like a good little slave, Teresa. After all, how
long is a day? Youąve lived through thousands of them in your short
life. Another wonąt matter, surely?˛
I ushered the other two girls out of the dungeon and turned off the
lights. Teresa started sobbing in the darkness, the sound cut off by
the closing and locking of the door.
łYou wonąt let her hang there all day will you?˛ Alima asked,
concerned. łIt might really hurt her.˛
łNo, of course not.˛ I assured her. łBut I am going to let her hang
there another hour. By that time sheąll have lost all sense of time.
And be contrite enough to accept her punishment without too many
screams.˛ łWhat are you going to do?˛ Tara asked, Ţnally alarmed.
łYouąre free to watch, if you want.˛ I said, looking at her. łAfter
all, you enjoyed Alimaąs caning, didnąt you?˛
Alimaąs eyes narrowed dangerously. Tara backed up immediately. łI was
pretty scared then, I didnąt know what I was doing!˛ She pleaded to the
Arabian girl. łI was out of my head.˛
łUh huh.˛ Alima said, then decided to let the matter drop. łMaster, my
MR-2 doesnąt have much space for luggage.˛
łHmm, thatąs right.˛ I said, Ţngering my chin. łWell, Aki isnąt
bringing as much luggage as you did, so you should be Ţne.˛ She blushed
at my comment. łIf you need more help, give Rachel a call and sheąll
bring her truck.˛ łYes, master.˛ She seemed disappointed, for some
reason. I left them to go hunt up Mei. I found her in the library,
along with Melinda. łHello, master.˛ Mei said. Papers were scattered
about the table. I sat down in a chair and nodded to Melinda.
łMei, we need to talk about Teresa.˛ I said. Melinda started to rise,
the light catching on her jewelry. She blushed as my attention shifted
to her rings.
łIąd better go.˛ She said. I waved her back into her chair. łNo,
Melinda, stay. I didnąt mean to chase you off. This wonąt take long. I
trust your discretion. Listen, Mei, what do you think of her?˛ łI think
you and she get along like ţint and steel.˛ Mei said dryly. łSheąs a
bit too independent for your taste, isnąt she?˛ łNo!˛ I denied
instantly. łThat isnąt it at all!˛ łIsnąt it?˛ Mei asked gently. łShe
came here on her own terms, not yours. I was ready to accept your terms
without reservation. So was Melinda. But Teresa wasnąt-isnąt. And
thatąs causing a problem.˛ łThat is, or I am?˛ I asked ruefully.
łYou are.˛ Mei said, nodding. łSheąs got a secret, master. Something
sharp and jagged inside her. It was carefully hidden away, but then you
came along and twisted. Now that secret is loose, tearing at her more
every second.˛ łSo you donąt think I should punish her?˛ I asked,
frowning. łNo. She slapped you, and that must be punished. But she also
needs a lot of TLC. And time. Donąt push her, ok?˛
łOk.˛ I glanced at Melinda, who was staring at us both with wide eyes,
unsure she believed what she was hearing. łHey, Melinda.˛ I said
coaxingly. łDonąt worry, itąs all top secret stuff Mei and I do, very
hush hush, ok?˛
łYes, master.˛ Melinda said. Leaning forward I took her hand and patted
it. łMelinda, I trust you implicitly. Mei and I, well, we talk things
over. Sheąs a lot wiser than I am, and I come to her for advice. Rachel
too. But that doesnąt mean you arenąt just as special to me. Ok?˛ łOk.˛
She smiled shyly.
łOh, Mei, that reminds me.˛ I said, still holding Melindaąs hand. łIs
everything ready for Aki tonight?˛
łYes, master.˛ Mei said, amused. I glanced over at her, to Ţnd her
staring at my hands. I laughed and let go of Melinda. łDo you know
where Rachel is?˛ I asked.
łShe went into town with Thuy to do some shopping.˛ Mei said. łYou want
to hold my hand too?˛ Her voice was wistful but her eyes danced
mischeviously. Grinning I took her hands.
łDragon lady, Iąd hold your hand at the end of the world.˛ I said. She
blushed, surprizing me.
łYouąd better go or Iąll never get any work done!˛ She said in a mock
severe tone. Laughing, I got up, then leaned over and kissed Melinda.
The Phillipino girl hugged me brieţy.
Whistling I went out to spend the rest of the hour watching TV. Rachel
still wasnąt home by the time I had to return to the dungeon, so I
asked Mei to send her to me when she came in.
The dungeon was quiet when I opened the door and turned on the light.
Moving to where the latin girl hung in her chains I wasnąt surprized to
Ţnd her face tracked with dried tears. She watched me dully, head
lolling to one side.
łHello, Teresa.˛ I said quietly, my good mood evaporating. She looked
like she was really uncomfortable.
łMaster.˛ Her voice cracked. She moistened her lips and shifted her
weight, wincing from the movement of stiff muscles. łMei advises me to
punish you.˛ I remarked, weighing one of her breasts in my hand. It was
cool and soft to the touch. Teresa didnąt answer. łNow my thought was
hanging you like this would be punishment enough. What do you think?˛
łI donąt know, master.˛ Teresa winced as she tried to ease her arms.
łIt hurts, a lot more than I thought it would. Iąm sorry I slapped
you.˛ łThat hurt too.˛ I remarked.
łIąm sorry. Will you let me down now?˛
łIąm thinking about it. But I want Rachel here before I decide. It
shouldnąt be more than another couple of hours.˛
Teresa shut her eyes and let her head fall forward. Neither one of us
said anything as I walked around her . Without warning I put my hand on
her pussy. She didnąt react, her pussy was cool and dry. Moving to the
wall I browsed for a paddle, Ţnally selecting the one weąd begun
calling łSherryąs paddle˛, the school paddle with holes drilled in it.
I started using it on Teresa without warning. She didnąt move for the
Ţrst swat, not even making a sound. But the second swat brought a yell.
Not a scream-a yell of fury. She began Ţghting her chains, making it
difŢcult to keep on target. And still she snarled and fought, stiff
sore muscles forgotten.
łNo! Damn you, no!˛ She kept shouting over and over. I didnąt stop, and
gave her a round score of swats. Her tail was hot to the touch when I
stopped, and surprizingly, her pussy was wet.
łYouąre enjoying this.˛ I said.
łThatąs a god damned lie!˛ She shrieked, doing her best to twist around
to face me. Her bondage prevented it, and she Ţnally gave up, panting.
I started paddling her again, a slow steady rain of swats. She started
moaning after a couple of minutes, jerking back in her chains to meet
the paddle. The sound of wood against ţesh bounced around the dungeon.
I lightened the blows so her ass wouldnąt bruise because this promised
to be a long session. The lighter blows seemed to turn her on, her
pussy began to literally drip lubricant.
Her Ţrst orgasm was a quiet, strained affair, as though she was Ţghting
to prevent it. It seemed to be a pretty strong one though. After it was
over she wept and cursed me, calling me vile names. Getting angry I
increased the strength of my swats, making her Ţnally start to cry from
the ferocious burning sensation in her ass.
Rachel came down just as Teresaąs second orgasm was ending. This one
had been noisy, with wordless passionate cries that set my ears
ringing. łAmato, papa, amato!˛ Teresa shrieked as it ended. She broke
down into wrenching sobs that made me stop, concerned. Her ass was
bright red, raw looking in places.
łMaster, thatąs enough!˛ Rachel said, grabbing my hand. łPlease, if you
love me, stop it!˛ Her face was drawn and bloodless, she was obviously
horriŢed. łIąve stopped, Rachel.˛ I answered. My arm was numb from the
constant swatting, I took the paddle with my other hand and put it on
the ţoor. łOh, god!˛ Racheląs eyes widened as she took a good look at
Teresaąs ass. łIs she ok?˛
łSheąs Ţne, Rachel. Sore as hell, but not as bad as Alima was from her
caning. Relax, ok?˛
Rachel turned away with a shudder. łItąs just I remember how I felt
when it happened to me. I thought I was going to die.˛ I hugged her,
feeling her stiffen at Ţrst. Then she responded, putting her arms
around me, hugging me strongly.
It was a weird scene, Teresa sobbing her heart out, naked and suspended
a few inches off the ţoor, while Rachel and I hugged each other.
Finally, we broke apart.
I led Rachel around to look at the slowly quieting Teresa. The latina
refused to meet our eyes, staring angrily to one side. łLook at me,
handmaiden.˛ I ordered softly. Teresa ignored me. łTeresa.˛ I said
warningly.
łObey your master, Teresa.˛ Rachel said in her best counciller voice.
Reluctantly, almost deŢantly, Teresa locked gazes with me. łWell, now
you know. Are you happy, master?˛ Teresa snarled. She was angry, but
underneath were fear and shame. I could hear it in her voice, I could
see it in the way she shuddered in self-loathing. I felt my stomach
knot, suddenly aware that something was horribly, dreadfully wrong. Mei
had been right. Teresa held a terrible secret, and I had somehow
stumbled upon it. Even if I had no idea what it was. łNow we know.˛
Rachel agreed, her voice carefully neutral. She squeezed my hand
warningly when I started to say something. Trusting her, I stayed
silent.
łThere are no secrets in the harem, Teresa.˛ łGod, donąt tell them!˛
Teresa pleaded, suddenly terriŢed. łIt would be better coming from
you.˛ Rachel said implacably. łWhat do you want me to tell them?˛
Teresa laughed bitterly. łThat my fatherąs idea of a good time was to
tie me naked on the bed and paddle me till I screamed for him to stop?
Knowing that when he stopped he would rape me in the ass? Is that what
you want me to tell them?˛ łNo.˛ Rachel shook her head. łI want you to
tell them you enjoyed it.˛

Chapter 40 Aki

It felt like somebody had punched me in the stomach. Teresa must have
felt the same way because she gasped like a Ţsh out of water. Rachel
stood calmly, waiting for Teresa to recover.
What happened next would have been funny if Teresaąs secret hadnąt been
so tragic. Teresa exploded in a Ţt of cursing so virulent and prolonged
it reduced her to impotent coughing after a ten minute storm of english
and spanish obscenities. Rachel stood impassively through it all,
waiting calmly until Teresaąs coughing Ţt had passed.
łMaybe you like your father fucking you. I hated it! I left as soon as
I could.˛
łMy father never touched me.˛ Rachel said. łThatąs beside the point.
Your problem isnąt your father raping you. It may have started out that
way, but you enjoyed it, in fact you loved it so much it makes you have
orgasms. Your-˛
łLiar! Fucking whore! I hate you, bitch! You donąt know what-˛ Crack!
Teresaąs tirade came to an abrupt halt as Rachel slapped her hard
enough to snap her head back. Rachel strode to the wall and pulled down
a gag. Returning to the shocked Teresa she forced the gag into the
latinaąs mouth and buckled it Ţrmly in place.
łNow, thatąs better. Youąre going to listen to me, Teresa. I donąt
appreciate being called a whore, or a liar.˛ Rachel stared up at the
suddenly frightened Teresa. łEspecially when Iąm trying to help you.
Now listen to me. Your problem isnąt having your father fuck your ass.
Your problem isnąt that you enjoyed it-quiet!˛ Rachel slapped Teresaąs
sore ass-hard-as the latina started to snarl into her gag. łYour
problem is you feel guilty about it. Everything you ever learned told
you it was an abomination-that if you enjoyed something so wicked and
evil, then you must be wicked and evil yourself. Well, chica, thatąs
bullshit.˛ łYou enjoyed it because it felt good. Even with the pain, it
felt good. Forget that it was your father spanking you, forget it was
your fatherąs cock up your ass, you liked it because sex feels good.
Thatąs the way your body works, Teresa. I was tortured my Ţrst night
here. Tortured. I thought I was going to die. But I canąt count how
many times I came from it. When Paul told Mei to make love to me, I
thought I would faint, I was so ashamed, and afraid. But now I love
it.˛
łWeąre sex slaves, Teresa. Thatąs how our bodies work. You canąt stop
it, you canąt control it, so you might as well enjoy it. Because if you
Ţght it, youąll be punished. You have absolutely no control over what
Paul does to your body. It belongs to him now, not you. So forget this
stupid guilt trip, bitch. You canąt afford it!˛
łMaster.˛ She said, spinning on her heel. łI recommend you leave Teresa
hanging here overnight, to think things over. In the morning sheąll
either leave, or be reasonable.˛
łNnn!˛ Teresa mumbled through her gag, shaking her head violently. I
looked from Teresa to Rachel, astonished by the way the usually gentle
Rachel had become a cruel and viscious mistress. Still, I trusted
RachelŠ łTeresa, Iąm sure you realize by now that I value Racheląs
opinions very highly. Sheąs recommending you be left hanging there till
you come to your senses. I just may do that.˛
Teresa shook her head again, tears trailing down her cheeks. łOn the
other hand, I am concerned that it might injure you to be left hanging
for another day. So weąre going to compromise.˛ Teresa stared at me,
alert.
łThe problem with your current suspension is that all your weight is
hung from your wrists, and thus your shoulders. Iąm going to take you
down and let you rest for a few minutes. After that youąre going into
the Cage until itąs time for Tara to push the Cucumber into your cunt.
Maybe by tommorrow morning, love will look pretty good to you. Rachel,
free her ankles.˛ łYes, master.˛ Rachel hastened to obey. Teresa cried
out into her gag as her thighs came together, her feet taking her
weight for the Ţrst time in two hours. I lowered her slowly. Rachel
caught her when her legs refused to hold her weight. Teresa whined
loudly as her arms were freed to return to their normal positions. We
half carried the fainting girl to a bed, where I promptly secured her
ankle with a loop of chain and a padlock. We waited for about ten
minutes before Teresa was recovered enough to lift her hands to the
gag. She mimed unbuckling the gag and stared at me hopefully. I
motioned to Rachel who removed it. łIąm sorry, master. Iąll be a good
girl.˛ Teresa said, after working the stiffness from her jaw muscles.
łAre you going to beg him not to Ţnish your punishment?˛ Rachel asked
ominously.
łNo, maąam.˛ Teresa said hurriedly, humbly. łI deserve to be punished.
I wonąt resist.˛
łGood.˛ Rachel said.
With that I freed Teresa and led her over to an iron plate in the ţoor.
Attached to the plate was a massive iron chain that went over a pully
in the roof and from there to an electric motor. I ţipped the switch.
Slowly, the chain pulled the plate upward, revealing an iron cage
roughly in the shape of a woman. I unlocked the padlock that held the
cage shut and swung it open.
The cage was hinged like a clamshell, so that opening the łdoor˛
actually opened the entire front of the cage.
łOh, God.˛ Teresa whimpered, seeing what was inside. The cage was
shaped roughly like a woman, that is, a womanąs contour. Because of
this, it was limited in the size of the woman it would hold, from about
5ą to 5ą 6˛. Also, the woman couldnąt be too heavy, or the cage
wouldnąt close properly.
I hadnąt gotten around to using it, partially because most of the harem
wouldnąt Ţt inside. Mei and Thuy were too short, Tara and Gina were too
tall, Rachel was too stocky, and Melinda, Alima, and Sherry hadnąt done
anything to merit it.
When the woman was placed inside her legs were held apart by padded
steel bands around her ankles, knees, and thighs. More bands held her
arms at wrists and elbows so that her wrists were about two inches from
her hips. Another band went around her waist, and the narrow sides of
the cage held her head from moving more than an inch or two side to
side. But the thing that made Teresa whimper was the crotch piece,
complete with dildo, butt plug, and clitoral stimulator. It was on a
crank and could be moved up or down about a foot, for a really custom
Ţt, so to speak. She balked as I tried to push her backwards into it.
Rachel spanked her sharply, which made her stand still nervously, the
tip of the dildo just brushing her crotch. Rachel helped me secure the
various bands that held Teresa immobile, then fetched the vaseline for
the butt plug and coated it. I saved lubrication of Teresaąs asshole
for myself. She was still wet from her paddling, so I didnąt worry
about the dildo. All done I swung the cage closed, careful to let her
large breasts protrude through the bars. The padlock clicked shut with
a Ţnality that made her shiver.
łIąm going to let the cage fuck you now, Teresa.˛ I said calmly. łIf
you Ţght it, Iąll put nipple clamps on you before I lower the cage. Do
you understand?˛
łYes, master.˛ She whispered, her face shadowed by the bars mere inches
from her. Slowly I turned the crank. She bit her lip but moved her hips
the little she could to guide the tip of the dildo into her cunt. I was
slow, moving no more than an inch a minute. After three inches of dildo
were inside her the tip of the butt plug touched her asshole. She
gasped and shivered.
łDo you have to go any further, master?˛ She asked timidly. łIąm not
asking you to stop, but I wouldnąt mind if you did.˛ She sighed in
relief as I stopped.
łRachel, bring me a cat oąnine tails. Iąm going to whip Teresaąs
breasts.˛ I commanded. The Apache girl didnąt hesitate. łOh, please,
master, please!˛ Teresa begged. łI wasnąt asking you to stop, honestly
I wasnąt!˛
I lifted the whip, noting it had broad soft straps that wouldnąt mark,
just sting. I began whipping Teresa with it, making her cry as her
sensitive nipples were stung again and again.
When I stopped, Teresa didnąt make a sound as the butt plug sank home,
and the dildo Ţlled her completely. I gave the crank another couple of
turns to Ţrmly seat the clit stimulator, then ţipped the switch that
lowered her into the cageąs well.
As the cage came to a stop I gave the chain several good shoves to
began the heavy cage swinging. Teresa yelped as the motion caused the
cage to start fucking her.
łShall we go?˛ I asked Rachel, extending my arm. Gravely she took it
and we left the dungeon. It was Rachel who turned off the light. We
went to the library, where we told Mei (and Melinda) about Teresaąs
incestuous relationship with her father, and what it had apparently
done to her. Melinda took it better than Mei did, Mei began to rant and
rave about the kind of monster it took to rape his own daughter. It
took Rachel a half hour to calm her down, pointing out that Teresa
wouldnąt react well to such an outburst. I was surprized at Meiąs
reaction, although given her reaction to making love to her sister,
maybe I shouldnąt have been.
By the time we were Ţnished it was 3:30. Aki was due in at 5:00, so I
made sure her room was Ţnished. Mei had been her usual, efŢcient self,
as usual, so I had nothing to do while waiting for Aki to arrive. I
debated with myself for a minute about releasing Teresa. Deciding sheąd
been punished enough, I went down to the dungeon and raised the Cage.
Teresa stared at me fearfully from behind the mask of the bars. łHave
you learned your lesson, Teresa?˛ I asked sternly. łYes, master.˛
Teresa said difŢdently. łIąm sorry I caused so much trouble.˛
łHave you had enough time to think about what Rachel said?˛ łYes.˛
łWell?˛
łI donąt think I can tell them that.˛ Teresa closed her eyes and
trembled. łI donąt really know them. This is too personal. It isnąt
what I wanted.˛ łShall I let you go? Do you want to go home?˛ She
looked at me for such a long time I thought she would take me up on it.
But Ţnally she shook her head.
łIąll stay. But please give me some time. Please?˛ łAll right. Iąm
going to let you go now. I want you to go to your room and get cleaned
up. Aki will be here in just over an hour. I want you to greet her
warmly, and be her friend. Because now you know what itąs like.˛ łYes.˛
łAre you sorry you came?˛ I asked, cranking the dildo and butt plug
slowly out of her. She gasped as the toys came free. łI donąt know.˛
She said quietly. łIąm hungry, and I ache all over. Iąm scared and
ashamed and confused. I donąt even want to think about how I look. Give
me some time to catch my breath.˛ łYouąre beautiful.˛ I said, opening
the cage. Before releasing her I kissed her, slowly and deeply. She
didnąt respond. Breaking the kiss I freed her. She stumbled as she left
the cage, and almost fell. I caught her soft warmness, smelling the
rankness of her old sweat, the slightly rancid smell in her hair.
łGo rest.˛ I said, letting go of her. łTonight, after youąve rested
awhile, Taraąs going to put the Cucumber in you. You should enjoy
that.˛ She left, feet dragging tiredly. I watched her go, knowing I
hadnąt yet done right by her, feeling my stomach twist in the old
familiar knot. Useless. My conscious mocked me. Canąt even solve one
young girląs problems. Turning away I lowered the cage and went back
upstairs. By the time Aki arrived, Teresa had showered and rejoined the
rest of us. She smiled at me, a little awkward, but still friendly. I
noticed she shied away from Rachel, and kept near Mei or Sherry. Rachel
noticed, and didnąt push things. Mei seemed unsure how to cope with her
knowledge of Teresaąs secret, but was friendly toward the latin girl.
Yet another crisis in the harem. Sigh. Oh, well, it could be worse.
Nobody hated anybody-except maybe for Tara and Alima, but that seemed
to be working itself out.
Everyone assembled to meet Aki. Looking around, I noticed what a crowd
there was. Nine girls and one man, I hoped it didnąt frighten the
Japanese girl. With a shock I realized there were only three girls
after Aki, and the harem would be complete.
Tell you the truth, I was glad it was almost over. I didnąt think I
could handle many more slave girls than I had already. Teresaąs case
had unsettled me more than I cared to admit, even to myself. I was
afraid that I wouldnąt be able to care for too many more, from an
emotional standpoint. Alima and Aki came into the living room. I stood
up, noticing the other girls did too. At once I realized we may have
made a mistake in protocol. Akiąs eyes widened as she took in the scene
of eight naked women waiting for her. But that wasnąt what concerned
me.
Alima is very short, about 5ą 2˛, and voluptuously built. But she
towered six inches over her companion. Aki was the shortest girl Iąd
ever seen, no taller than a ten year-old. I found out later that
technically speaking, Aki is a midget. Sheąs 4ą 8˛ tall, which is the
ofŢcial upper limit of midgets. After Iąd gotten to know her, Iąd pay
no more attention to her height than I did Taraąs. But right now a
smidgen of panic streaked through me. łGreetings, Aki.˛ I said,
striding forward. As I took her little hands in mine I noticed her
Ţgure was perfectly proportioned. If you saw her alone youąd never
guess she was only 4ą 8. łWelcome home, lady.˛ She smiled nervously,
but didnąt say anything, just bobbing her head. łHow was your trip?˛ I
asked.
łFine.˛ She said, ţustered. łI like it. The plane I mean.˛ Her accent
was heavy, I had to concentrate to understand her. It wasnąt so much
the words themselves, it was the odd way she timed them and placed
stresses on the wrong syllables. Wrong to my ears at least. łIąd like
to introduce you to your harem sisters. Donąt worry about trying to
remember names, youąll get to know them all soon enough.˛ I held her
hand as I led her to the waiting throng.
łYouąve already met Alima, of course. You may undress, now, Alima.˛ I
said as I led Aki to Mei. Sighing the arabic girl started unbuttoning
her dress. Aki almost stumbled, her eyes rivited. She looked away
quickly. łAki Yamoto, Iąd like you to meet Mei Ling Wu. Sheąs the harem
mistress, the big cheese, the head kahuna, and probably my boss.˛
łMaster, what a thing to say!˛ Mei said, laughing. łEven if it might be
true.˛ Aki looked shocked, but recovered quickly. Mei winked at her.
łIąm very pleased to meet you, Aki. Welcome home.˛ And she hugged the
Japanese girl. Aki smiled nervously.
The more embarrassed an oriental person feels, the more they smile. I
found that out later from Aki herself. All I knew now was that Akiąs
smile looked just a little desperate.
łAnd this is Rachel Two-Feathers. Sheąs the estate councillor. If you
ever feel overwhelmed, talk to Rachel. She can help.˛ łHi, Aki.˛ Rachel
smiled and extended her hand. Aki shook it, still smiling. And so it
went. The rest of the girls greeted Aki warmly. I noticed that Tara
remained seated, with her legs curled under her. Had she stood the top
of Akiąs head wouldnąt have reached her breasts. And although it wasnąt
six oąclock yet she was naked too.
Teresa, looking just a bit tired, hugged Aki strongly and said
something to her in spanish too low and quick for me to catch. Aki just
smiled and bobbed her head again. I didnąt think Aki knew spanish, but
you never know. After Akiąs reception I had Teresa show her to her room
and help her get settled. By the time dinner rolled around at six, Aki
was settled in and had made friends with Teresa. She was very quiet
during supper, even after several attempts to draw her into the
conversation. She kept her eyes pretty much on her plate, obviously
uncomfortable with the other girls nudity. After dinner I had Mei give
her the standard brieŢng about her rights and responsibilities while I
talked to Teresa and Tara. Teresa was still tired, but supper had given
her back a lot of her energy. Tara was the real problem.
łMaster, I donąt think I can do this.˛ She was saying nervously. łIąm
just not into girls, you know?˛
łTara, itąs traditional. Teresa has to endure the Cucumber, and you
have to be the one to bind her and insert it. And to insert it, sheąs
got to be wet or it might injure her. You wouldnąt want that, would
you?˛ łOf course not.˛ Tara said, looking at Teresa. łI like you,
Teresa. I just canąt make love to you, thatąs all.˛
łIf youąd said that yesterday, Iąd have slapped you.˛ Teresa said. łI
never thought Iąd like having a girl make love to me. But itąs ok,
Tara. I can get myself wet. You wonąt have to touch me if you donąt
want to.˛ łNo.˛ I said, Ţrmly. łTara, think of it this way. You donąt
have to use your Ţngers or tongue, you can use a vibrator if you like.
That way, you arenąt making love to her. Think of it as therapy.˛
łTherapy?˛ Tara asked, suspiciously.
łHow often did you come last night?˛ I asked. She blushed. łI lost
track. It was-˛ She searched for a word, then shrugged. łIt was
indescribable. I came till I fainted, then dreamed of being raped until
that thing woke me up again.˛
łDid you like it?˛ I asked.
łYes!˛ Tara said. łBut it was frightening, too.˛ łIsnąt it selŢsh to
deny that to Teresa?˛ I said. łWhat? Well-˛
łDonąt you think sheąd like it?˛
łI guess she would, but-˛
łYou said you liked her. Wouldnąt it be nice if you gave her that
experience?˛
łWell-
łThen do it. And if you have to use a vibrator, thatąs ok. Iąm sure
Teresa wonąt mind-at least, not past tomorrow morning.˛ łHow do I let
you talk me into these things?˛ Tara wondered. łItąs either that, or
that after I have Rachel shove a vibrating butt plug up your ass.˛ I
stared at her. łA big one. Understand, slave girl?˛ łYes, master.˛ She
said, cowed. She wasnąt very brave, a threat like that would curb her
disobedience instantly.
łYou know, Tara, youąd have a lot more fun if you tried being more
creative. After all, Teresa is a beautiful woman. Mei Ling tripped all
over herself at the chance to make love to her. So did Rachel.˛ Tara
bit back the reply she wanted to make. Teresa blushed. łThank you,
master.˛ The latina said.
łNo need to thank me for telling the truth, Teresa. Come on, my Fairie
Queen.˛ I coaxed. łJust think of it. Sheąll be helpless. Totally at
your mercy. You can do anything to her you want, for as long as you
want. And when youąve tired of her, then Ţnish it by inserting the
Cucumber. Arenąt you even a little tempted?˛
łWell- Tara hesitated. łNot really.˛
łIąll authorize you to use the cane on her. Her punishment is still not
complete.˛ I said. Taraąs eyes widened and Teresa went pale. łYou
remember how you liked watching Alima being caned. How much more would
you enjoy doing it?˛
Tara looked askance at Teresa, clearly tempted. Teresa bit her lip
worriedly.
łWell, I suppose I could try.˛ Tara said slowly. I could just picture
the tall willowly red-head in black leather caning a writhing Teresa.
Teresa bowed her head.
łTeresa, go rest for an hour or so. Tara will come collect you when
sheąs ready.˛ I said. The latin girl left.
łLet me know when youąve Ţnished with her.˛ I said. łI want Aki to see
her. Also, you might try on some of that black leather in the basement.
You might even Ţnd something you like. Now git.˛ I made shooing
motions, smiling at her. She stared at me strangely, for a moment, then
left. Momentarily at loose ends I went to the living room. Rachel was
curled up on the couch watching TV with Sherry and Alima. I settled
into my favorite chair and tried to watch with them. It was a Threeąs
Company episode, half over.
Iąve never been fond of that sitcom, the Addams Family is more to my
taste. But I didnąt have to suffer through too much before Mei came to
get me. Aki was ready.

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