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Part 15
Trying to speak with Ellen and Kim was almost a repeat of what had
happened at the car dealership. The man hid it well, but Ken could easily see
past his facade. He was wondering why Ken wanted to deal with the dykes.
Perhaps Ken was gay? There was no ring...
After running the subtle but substantial management gauntlet that kept
trying to steer him to someone more suitable, Ken was finally ushered in to
Ellen's office. While it was a nice office, it was clear that Ellen wasn't in
favor with the management.
Once they were alone, and Kim was called in, Ellen became all business.
By 4 PM everything had been set up. The transfers, including the money for his
car, working money accounts for him and Jane and investment accounts would occur
the next day. They agreed to speak tomorrow at noon so that Kim could update
Ken on the state of the transfers. Once the business was done, Ken decided it
was time to do a little look-see into just what made these two women tick.
For Ken, time slowed almost to a halt as he skimmed through the sexual
pasts of the women. He liked what he saw - and there was a great deal to see.
Ellen and Kim were lesbians - mostly. They both liked sex with men, but
considered another woman the only suitable partner for a relationship. Ellen
was dominant, so much so that that odd push back effect that he had with men
occurred with her as well. Her sexual past was open though and he could see
that not only was she dominant, but she played a very hard game. She'd love
Jane, he thought. Kim was her submissive. She was still in training, as far as
they were concerned, but was coming along nicely. She wasn't showing it, but
sitting was not a comfortable activity for her at the moment.
Kim had slept the night at the foot of the bed, wrists and ankles cuffed
together. When the alarm had gone off this morning, it had only woken her.
Mainly because it was set on the floor right next to her and the volume was low.
She'd struggled onto the bed, pulled the blankets to the side with her
teeth and licked her Mistress awake. Kim had been suffering quite a bit since
she had to pee and eating her Mistress while being so helpless was very arousing
to her. Ellen had an orgasm, while Kim's body ached from the bowed position she
was in. Kim didn't care - it reinforced her submissiveness.
She had been receiving nightly whippings. Ellen would tie her sub,
tease her close to orgasm, then apply the whip to her ass, tease her more, then
whip her again. Kim was not allowed an orgasm at night. In the morning though,
Ellen would put the woman on her hands and knees and arouse her again. This
time, when Kim was begging to cum, Ellen would use a crop on her ass, hard
enough to welt it thoroughly, while keeping Kim on the edge as long as possible.
Eventually, Kim would cum, screaming her way threw several orgasms as Ellen
whipped her ass.
After several months of this, Kim had started to strongly associate the
whip with her orgasms. Especially since unless she was being whipped, or had
been whipped very recently, she was either not allowed an orgasm, or was given a
feeble one that was more frustrating rather than fulfilling. Ellen was very
pleased because this morning had gone so well.
After she had been eaten to orgasm, Ellen placed Kim, her hands and feet
were still cuffed, kneeling on the bed. She'd then bent Kim over and pressed
her shoulders on the bed, which pushed her ass in the air. She pushed opened
Kim's knees which gave her excellent access to the girl's shaved, swollen pussy.
She'd licked the girl to arouse her, sucking on her clit until it was swollen
and peeking from her hood, then grabbed a cat. With strong up and down strokes,
she whipped Kim's ass, forming welt after welt on the down strokes. The
upstrokes all went right between her legs, rasping and stinging her wet, open
pussy. Ellen managed to get Kim to cum twice like that. She'd had to help her
to the shower afterward, because she was so weak after the strong orgasms.
Ken was hard from seeing all this in their minds. He got it from both
points of view - the Domme training side, and the sub learning to love the whip
side. Yup. Kim and Jane had a lot in common and he wondered what it would take
to set up some play time with these two. He was sure Jane wouldn't have any
problem being topped by Ellen and he knew he'd love to get his hands on Kim.
As a finale, once they were out of the shower, Ellen had pushed a pretty
large butt plug inside Kim's ass and left it there. It was still there and Kim
was feeling it. The pain of her welts however, was keeping her aroused enough
that the constant spreading of her asshole was arousing as well. All part of
Ellen's plan, Ken saw.
It had taken less than a minute to scan their sexual activities, but
during that time, both women had become very aroused. They didn't know why,
they just wanted some action. Preferably with Ken. Still, they were
professionals and if Ken noticed Kim's nipples poking through her top and the
fact that he could clearly smell their arousal, he didn't say anything. They,
in turn, pointedly ignored the large bulge in his pants.
Ken was pretty tired once he got home. He smiled thinking how
exhausting spending money could be. Oh well, he was sure he'd be able to get
used to it.
There were several messages on the machine. The first was from Jane
saying that she was going to be a bit late, and the second was from Andrea. He
smiled thinking about Andrea. She was a sub that he got together with on
occasion so that they could play. It had been a while, so she was wondering if
he might be interested in a little play time tonight.
He called and spoke to her, suggesting they have a little dinner. She
agreed and they decided on a time. Since the place was closer to her apartment,
he sort of had to hustle.
He wondered while he drove, what it would be like with Andrea. They'd
played together for almost two years. She was good, Ken thought, and he'd been
lucky to have her. But they'd never grown very close. Ken figured that was
because she just wanted to play the field.
They met and once they were seated and started talking, Ken began to
worry. The flow of sexual energy he was coming to associate with compatible
women was almost completely absent. She was interested in him, but the kind of
feelings that he associated with a compatible sub were just not there. He
touched her thoughts...
A minute later he drew back. He was saddened and just a little angry.
"Andrea," he said, "I was wondering. You never told me why it is you
like the scene so much."
She looked a little startled. They'd often done scene negotiation, but
never had much discussion beyond that.
"You know what I like Ken," she said.
"I know what you tell me you like, yes. However, that wasn't what I
asked. I asked why you like BDSM."
She frowned. She didn't want to go there. She'd had a bad day at work
and just wanted a little relief.
"Ken, we've been sceneing for almost two years. You know I'm into it."
Going for the seduction angle she said, "I'm into you - and I ... can't wait for
that thick cock of yours to be deep into me. Is Master going to do my ass
tonight?"
Normally, Ken would have been very interested in her offer. She was a
skilled sub. Actually, Ken thought, she was a skilled actress. Her interest in
the scene was a complete sham - despite how it got her off. She had no
understanding what so ever what it was all about.
Andrea thought of him as someone who just liked to abuse women and it
gave her comfort to be abused because her self worth was almost zero. Plus, she
loathed him because he abused women, which allowed her to reinforce how she felt
about herself - after all, she was letting him abuse her. At the same time she
felt superior to him because he was nothing but a low life that beat women in
his spare time.
People, Ken realized, could be very complex. Still, he was angry with
himself for being taken in by her, and disgusted with her because of how she
thought about herself and him. She'd lied for their entire relationship. She
didn't have any other lovers. Just him. And she certainly didn't consider him
a lover, or a Master. Just someone to make her feel how she wanted to feel.
She figured that if the price was catering to his big ego, then that was life.
Still, he couldn't just come out and say what he knew. Angry as he was,
he didn't want to hurt her. Well, he did, but he wasn't going to any more than
necessary. What he was going to do was end their relationship.
"No," he said with no change in his voice, "not until you answer my
question."
Jesus Christ, she thought, how much to I have to stroke this asshole's
ego just for a little play time?
"You know I like to have you control me." She smiled, still the
excellent actress. "I love it when you tie me down and ravage me." My ass is
going to hurt for a week you fucker, "and it makes me so hot when you tie me
up," since I know the only way you can get off is to practically rape me.
Ken was having a hard time keeping his composure. Being able to read
someone's thoughts was definitely a two edged sword. Oddly enough, being forced
into sex did make her hot. But the reasons she got off on it were making him
sick. What she really needed was to hook up with a pure sadist. Or a very good
physiatrist.
He'd been hoping to draw her out somehow, to get her angry or even make
her admit she really didn't like BDSM. But that, he realized, wasn't going to
happen. She was too good at the game. So he decided on a different tack.
"Look Andrea," he sighed, "the reason that I wanted to meet here was
because I have something to tell you." She looked at him, uncertain. This was
not in her script for the night. "I've started seeing someone else. I'm
sorry."
The flair of anger coming from her was almost physical. Interestingly,
he could feel the energy of the emotion, but not absorb it. It actually felt
pretty uncomfortable since he was so open to it. Andrea showed only a slight
frown on her face though.
"Oh. I thought that, um, you and I were going to get together tonight
though."
We would have, if you weren't ... well you, Ken thought. "I know and
I'm sorry. But things have gone in a very different direction than I thought
they would," and wasn't that an understatement, "so it probably wouldn't be a
good idea."
She sat still for a second, the blaze of anger growing even higher. She
wasn't hurt - she didn't care enough about him for his rejection to hurt. She
was just furious that the release she wanted, needed, was going to be denied to
her.
"You son of a bitch. You're breaking up with me," she said. "What was
all that bullshit you gave me about poly relationships then? Just a bunch of
talk? What, you planning on settling down with your cute little wifey sub and
pumping out a bunch of kids while she serves you hand and foot?"
Now she was getting out of control. Her comments were revealing her
true nature.
"You gonna beat her too? Find someone who's gonna put up with better
than I did?"
Yup, she was livid now. Ken figured he could continue to goad her to
make her expose her true thoughts or he could leave, thus avoiding the scene she
was going to generate. He decided that leaving was the better idea and stood,
pulling out his wallet.
"Andrea, I think you should give some real thought to why you pretended
to like our relationship. Why you lied about getting off on BDSM, something
that you don't even understand, and why you lied to me about having other
lovers. Self worth doesn't come from tricking others into doing something that
you despise them for doing." She paled, too stunned to respond. He knew she
was wondering how the hell he'd known. Ken dropped several twenties on the
table. "Good bye, Andrea. I hope you find what you need - because what you
want is pretty fucked up."
Ken was upset on the drive home. Very upset. He'd been duped for two
years by someone he thought he knew. Two years she'd used him. Funny, he
thought, if it had been just for the sex that would have been one thing. But
she really didn't like him - not at all. She'd just used him to reinforce her
twisted logic about life. It made him sick and pissed at the same time. He'd
been so stupid.
Jane of course, was waiting for him when he got home. She wasn't naked,
either, and just opened her arms to him after he set down his keys. They sat in
silence on his couch for close to an hour while Ken worked through his anger and
hurt. Jane's presence was a balm, soft and comforting. There was no doubt
about her love for him. Not when he could feel it so strongly.
Finally, he told her what had happened with Andrea. She'd known, of
course, that he was upset, just not why.
"I'm sorry Ken," she said. "There are people like that. She sounds
like she needs help, but I don't think she's going to get it."
Ken felt guilty about how he'd handled the entire episode.
"Now Master," said Jane, "don't go feeling guilty. You didn't do
anything wrong. Besides, just because you can read other people's thoughts
doesn't mean you're going to be able to understand why they do the things they
do."
"Heh," he said, "you're right I guess. Plus, I'm pretty new to this
mind reading thing. How is that going for you?"
"Actually, I can't read thoughts. I can sense moods, very strongly, in
fact, and of course, sexual feelings can be read. I can tap into people's
fantasies like you described you can, but I can't actually hear thoughts." She
smiled, "I guess there are some advantages to being an Avatar."
"It doesn't disturb you that I can read your thoughts?" he asked.
"Not really. It's going to make surprising you a little difficult."
"Well, it's not like I just go around reading people, you know," he
said. "Still, it's probably not a good idea for other people to know what I can
do. In fact, I think that we shouldn't let anyone who's not dedicated to Lea
have any idea what either one of us can do. I'm sure that the government would
love to get their hands on us."
Jane, who had many abduction fantasies, was not tempted by that scenario
in the least.
Ken told her about the new car, and she jumped up and insisted on seeing
it right away. She oo'd, and aah'd in all the right places, and Ken could tell
she really did like it. He mentioned that they should get her something new as
well - an idea she was very happy with.
They also talked about Ellen and Kim handling the financial end of
things. He relayed what he knew of their professional abilities and
extracurricular activities. Jane was delighted and hoped that they'd be able to
bring them in to the Goddess. Ken said he thought they could, but they'd have
to see. Meanwhile they'd have to work on getting Ellen and Kim into a position
where a little swapping would be a possibility. Jane was all for that - a Domme
that got off on whipping a woman to orgasm? Yum.
Finally, he told her that when Ally got home she'd been promised dessert
and a discussion on relationships. Of course, by that time, it was almost time
for her to get home. Jane decided to run to the store down the street - in the
new X5 or course, to get something appropriate. Ken smiled and handed her the
second set of keys he'd had made and let her drive.
They quickly bought the fixens for some ice cream concoctions and a bit
of cake, then headed back. They moved quickly, but Ken still noticed the number
of looks they got from various people in the store. He wondered it there was
any way to tone down the effect the pheromones that Lea said they were
producing. If not, a ride in an elevator might be a very interesting
experience.
Ally arrived at the house only ten minutes after they did. She kissed
them both - then kissed them again as she started to react to their presence.
Ken put together the dessert plate and brought it to the living room while Jane
and Ally talked about Ally's day. Once they were all comfortable, Ken decided
to get the ball rolling.
"So Jane," he said, "Ally seemed a little nervous about staying here
with us. I think she thinks the place is too small."
"That's not what I said," said Ally, falling right into the trap.
"Oh, that's right," smiled Ken, "it was something else."
Ally recognized the cue and repeated to Jane her fears of intruding on
their relationship.
"You won't Ally," said Jane. "Trust me; we want you to be a part of it,
not separate from it."
Ally blinked. "Really?"
"Yes," said Ken, "But you have to understand what 'it' is."
She nodded, her eyes interested.
"Ally, Jane and I have a very unconventional relationship. Before I
start trying to define something that almost defies explanation, let me ask you
a question: How many people do you love?"
"Huh? I don't know what you mean," replied the girl.
"Well, how many people. Your sister? Other relatives?"
"Well, I dunno. A bunch I guess."
"And how many of those do you have sex with?"
Ally blushed, Ken knew exactly what she was thinking and feeling, but she
gamely answered: "None of them."
"But you have sex with both Jane and I, right?"
She nodded.
"Do you think that you might eventually develop feelings for Jane and/or
I?"
Ally blushed and looked at the carpet nodding assent. Ken knew she had
already developed feelings for them. They were new - like new love - and very
lusty feelings, but they were there. Over time, given the chance, they'd grow.
"How would you feel if we - Jane and I - had sex with another woman? Or
if maybe Jane had sex with another man?"
"Wouldn't you be upset if Jane had sex with another man?" countered
Ally, fighting down the anxiety that those thoughts evoked.
"No." Ken said. "In fact, part of our agreement as Master and slave is
that I will, on occasion, give her to someone else." Ken noted with interest
that Ally's emotions were tinged with anxiety and loss rather than jealousy at
the thought of Jane having sex with someone else. The teen looked at Jane with
wide eyes.
"You'd let him do that?" she asked.
"I was the one who asked for that part of the agreement," said Jane.
"Things have changed a bit between Ken and me since then, but I like men. I
don't have to love them to have sex. Even if I did love another man, it would
not affect how I feel for Ken. Any more than your love for your sister or
mother would effect how you felt about a husband."
Ally blushed when Jane said this. Jane didn't know the exact reason,
but she was beginning to figure it out.
"What we're trying to say Ally," continued Ken, "Is that Jane and I will
end up having sex, and most likely loving, a number of people. We don't think
that to love someone, you have to devote all your emotions to them. True,
finding one partner is hard enough. Trying to work things out between two
people, let alone three or more, can be very difficult. But we know it can be
done." He paused and looked at the girl who was deep in thought. "That is the
kind of relationship we are talking about. We think that there are risks, but
that the rewards are far greater. We'd like to know if you will join us," he
finished.
Ally was silent. Her heart and body were pulling her in one direction,
but her mind and her upbringing were screaming all sorts of objections. Not to
mention that having sex with a lot of people - while it might be fun, was pretty
dangerous in this day and age - never mind the chance of pregnan...
She looked up at Ken in alarm, both hands going to her mouth. How could
she have been so stupid! Both Jane and Ken felt the mental bolt of panic the
girl produced.
"Oh SHIT!" she said, dropping her head in her hands.
"What's wrong Ally?" asked Jane sliding close to the girl. Ken knew.
He couldn't help but know. He also couldn't say anything, since if he did,
she'd start to wonder how he'd guessed.
"Shit, Shit, SHIT! How could I have been so stupid?" she cried.
"Ally," said Ken pitching his voice to get her attention, "tell us
what's wrong."
She looked at him, fear plain on her face. "In the... the excitement of
the last few days, I forgot, totally forgot about birth control! We never used
any and I could be pregnant!"
"You're not," said Jane firmly.
"You don't know that," said Ally, "I'm not on the pill or..."
"Ally," interrupted Jane sharply. The girl looked up. "We would never
have taken that chance with you. Ken will not get you pregnant."
"You mean he's had a vasectomy?" she asked, relief flooding through her.
"I mean, that he won't get you pregnant. You have nothing to fear on
that front." Jane's voice softened. "Ally we would never have assumed that you
were on the pill. We knew you weren't thinking completely clearly," she smiled
and Ally blushed, "and we knew you had nothing to fear. So we didn't bring it
up."
"God I feel like such and idiot."
"Goddess," Ken and Jane corrected together.
Ally looked at them blankly. Ken sighed. "Since we're dragging things
out into the open here, you may as well know. We don't follow the any religion
you'd be familiar with."
"I don't understand," she said. All Ally could think about at the
moment was that she wasn't pregnant. That was a good thing, to say the least.
"We don't follow a religion you'd be familiar with. We follow a Goddess
based religion," replied Jane.
"Like Pagans or Wicca?"
"Yes," said Ken, "something like that." He knew what a Pagan was, in
general terms, but had no idea what the hell Wicca was. Jane evidently knew
though. He guessed that he'd ask her to explain later.
"I figured," said Ally. "I mean, if you were going to have a religion,
it sure as hell wouldn't be my Mom's."
They chuckled and Ally asked, "Does this mean I have to convert or
something?"
Here was an interesting point. Ken was pretty sure that Ally would be
'converting' in the near future. And that she'd be a dedicated Priestess not
long after. But he wasn't going to tell her that.
"We don't require anyone to convert to anything, Ally," said Ken. "We
are dedicated to a Goddess, but that doesn't mean that you have to be. If
you're interested, we'll be happy to talk about those beliefs."
"Oh," she said.
"It's pretty late," said Ken. "If you'd like, you can stay here again
tonight, or you can head over to Jane's place. It's only about 15 minutes from
here. Take the car for now - don't shake your head dear, I don't need the car
right at the moment."
Ken knew she wanted to stay. But she really wanted to sort out what
they had told her and she wouldn't be able to think clearly if she stayed here.
She could feel her body responding to their presence, aching for their touch.
It was best if she slept somewhere else tonight so that she could think things
through. He followed this line of thought with approval.
"I... please understand, but I think I should stay the night at Jane's.
I mean, if that's OK, because..."
Jane put her hand on Ally's shoulder. "It's OK, Ally. I'm sure you want
to think things over. I want you to know that you can stay in the apartment as
long as you need to even if you don't want to stay with us."
"Same goes with the car use," said Ken. He held up his hand to
forestall any protest. "Ally, I just got hold of a new car today. Eventually
I'll trade that one it, but I don't need to right now. I don't mind if you use
it, and maybe I can eventually give you a deal if you want to buy it from me.
But for now - until things get sorted out for you, I want you to use it. Keep
the phone too - they're cheap."
Tears appeared in her eyes. "I don't want to leave," she said, "I
don't!"
"We're not forcing you," said Jane. "But really - follow your first
instinct. Get a little separation. Think things through. There are no strings
attached to our help, I promise."
Ally gathered up her things while Jane wrote directions to her
apartment. Ally's sister had managed to smuggle her some more clothing to her,
so at least she had something. Jane told her to eat whatever was in the fridge,
it would only go bad otherwise. Ally hugged them both and left.
Ken and Jane went to bed and made slow, but intense, love then fell
asleep.
End Part 15
My thanks to MWTB for the proofreading asstance. Of course, I get to claim any
mistakes that were still left because, after all, I was the one who caused them.
