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Avatar
Part 2

    	Ken looked at the ring.  He picked it up.  It felt heavy and slightly 
warm.  Almost without thinking, he
slipped it onto his right forefinger.  The fit was perfect and it felt... 
right.  Comfortable.  Glancing down at the
paper he saw there were numbers on it.  How odd, he thought as he read the 
six numbers. Shrugging,
he put the paper in his pocket and started to work his way out of the food 
court.

    	Had that all happened?  Now that Lea was no longer there, it felt 
almost like a dream.  As she had said, without the solid evidence of the 
ring on his finger, he would have already dismissed the encounter as a day 
dream.  Just as he was about to enter the mall proper, he looked over at the 
table where Connie was sitting.  He started toward her, then stopped.  What 
the hell would he say to her?  Would she remember him?  Would she be 
embarrassed?

    	Steeling himself, he walked to her table.  He put a smile on his face 
and stepped into her line of vision.
She looked up from her meal.

    	"Hi," she said with a smile.  "Can I... help you?"

    	"I'm sorry,"  he replied, "I don't mean to disturb you.  Is your name 
Connie?"

    	She frowned slightly.  "Yes.  Do I know you from somewhere?"  Her tone 
was just slightly colder now.
Now what was he going to say?

    	"No, no we don't know each other.  But you aren't the um... same 
Connie.  I know it sounds lame, but a friend of mine described someone who 
looked a bit like you and said her name was Connie.  She said that I should 
pass on a hello."

    	"Oh,"  the frown disappeared.  "Who was it?"

    	"Her name was Lea."

    	Connie wrinkled her forehead in thought.  "I don't think I know anyone 
by that name."

    	"Ah... well, I'm sorry to have disturbed you.  Have a nice day."  Ken 
turned and left before the girl could
say anything else.  This was confusing.  He knew the girl's name, but she 
didn't know, or at least claimed not to know, either him or Lea.  Ken turned 
and started for the mall entrance.  It was time to go back to work.

    	On his way out, he started to pass by a little kiosk that sold gum, 
candy, magazines and such.  He stopped to pick up a pack of gum and looked 
up at the lotto board.  It was up to 80 million.  He smiled.  Assuming that 
the average was two tickets to a person, that made 40 million fools.  Ken 
didn't see the
difference between buying lottery tickets and tossing your money into a 
trashcan.

    	When he pulled the money out of his pocket for the gum, a piece of 
paper fluttered to the ground.  He bent to pick it up and saw it was the one 
that Lea had left him.  The one with six numbers on it.

    	You gotta be kidding, he thought.  OK fine, I'll play your little game.

    	Ken bought two tickets, one of which used the numbers on the paper and 
walked away thinking, Well,
there's 40 million and one fools now.

    	Back in the office he sat in his cube.  Truthfully, he thought of it as 
more of a cell.  There was nothing of himself in it; no pictures, no comics, 
no plants.  Only his briefcase and a coffee cup that required cleaning.  He 
logged onto his computer and brought up the latest architecture schematics 
that he was working on.  Once, he'd enjoyed what he did.  But in the last 15 
years  the work culture that corporations had fostered had sucked all the 
joy from creating anything.  Nothing mattered but the bottom line.

    	As he tried to work, he found his attention wandering more and more 
often to his encounter in the mall.
After almost an hour of trying to get something done, he sat back and 
sighed.  His cock was hard once again and his mind remembered the utter 
contentment he'd felt after the blowjob that Lea had given him.  Usually, 
the intensity of an experience faded with time, but this had not.  Plus, he 
remembered every second of her actions
with Connie.

    	Ken gave up and went to get a Pepsi.  Of course, he had to rearrange 
his cock, since visions of Lea and
Connie together were still in the forefront of his brain.

    	Some of his co-workers were chatting by the soda machine.  The usual 
greetings were exchanged.  Ken
was unsurprised by the small gathering.   After all, the two new girls were 
there.

    	Fresh out of collage, the company loved these kids.  They had no idea 
how fucked up the corporation
really was and were eager to get experience.  Plus, they were willing to 
work at the low wages offered and had
all the latest knowledge.  Ken involved himself in the congenial 
conversation while eyeing one of the two girls.

    	They were both quite attractive, but Genie was definitely the hotter of 
the two and always had a flock of
guys sniffing around her.  Ken was not one of them.  Hooking up with women 
from the office was never a good idea.  Still, that didn't stop him from 
appreciating what the women looked like.

    	He surreptitiously eyed her as he drank his Pepsi and hovered on the 
fringe of the group.  She was quite
cute, with short brown hair, brown eyes, a very nice ass and what he thought 
were C cup breasts.  He continued
to stare at her, thinking of her breasts and wondering what they'd feel like 
in his hands.

    	Firm, he thought, and her dark, sensitive nipples would respond to the 
slightest touch.  He knew that
when she became aroused she loved to have them squeezed, almost to the point 
of pain.  This morning, as she
lay in her bed masturbating, she had one hand rubbing in a circular motion 
over her aroused sex and the other
pulling on the hard nipple of her left breast.  She moaned, wishing for a 
lover, and slid one slim finger into her
core.  This finger soon found its way into her mouth, and she longed for a 
hard cock to slide into her depths, fuck her to orgasm, then finish in her 
mouth so that she could taste their cum.

    	"... really kinda sucks.  Isn't that right Ken?" asked Jimmy.

    	Ken was startled.  What the hell had happened?  What had Jimmy just 
said?  Oh yeah, something about
the health plan.

    	"Yeah, it did used to be better," replied Ken, relieved that his little 
lapse into fantasy had gone
unnoticed. "But costs continue to rise, unlike our pay,"  everyone laughed, 
"and someone's gotta foot the bill.
You didn't think the company was going to do that, did you?"

    	There was general agreement from people, and Ken made an excuse and 
went back to his cube.  He sat
in his chair and tried to ignore the throbbing in his pants.  This was 
really strange.  He would have been willing
to bet anything he owned that Genie's breasts really did have dark, 
sensitive nipples and that she really had been
masturbating that morning, exactly as he'd imagined.

    	The memory was clear.  He could hear her quiet moans, smell her arousal 
and taste the salty fluid on her
finger as it slid into her mouth.  He shook his head again, his cock harder 
than ever.   He wished that there was
some way that he could relieve himself.  Maybe that would get these thoughts 
out of his head.

    	The rest of the afternoon went slowly and Ken had a great amount of 
difficulty concentrating and he
actually left a bit early.  He hadn't intended to, but shortly after the 
incident with Genie, she appeared in his cube.  She had some reason to speak 
to him that he knew with absolute certainty was a thinly veiled excuse to 
see him.  That was very strange as, aside from casual, friendly 
conversation, she had never sought him out for any reason.  As they stood 
there talking, images began to flood his brain.

    	Genie's first orgasm, the first time she had sex, what she liked in 
bed, what she fantasized about and
those things that she'd never admit to being excited by.  She loved the 
thought of a man taking her in her cunt,
then ass, then mouth.  Feeling helpless as he pounded into her, reveling in 
the freedom that having no choice in
the matter gave her.  She fantasized about bondage, but was too shy to 
mention it to a lover and somehow Ken
knew that unless something changed, she'd go the rest of her life denied 
that experience.

    	She was wet right now, he knew.  When she left here, she planned to go 
back to her cube and masturbate.  She wouldn't allow herself to cum, but 
would just tease herself.  Tonight, when she got home, her
cunt would be all hot and sticky and she'd hold her soiled panties to her 
face, breathing in her musk as she
frigged herself to orgasm.  It would be wonderful, but like so many other 
times, she would lie there afterward
and wish for a lover to be her Master.

    	Ken pulled himself together, forcing these thoughts from his mind.  He 
focused on Genie, hoping that
she hadn't noticed his lapse.  She was standing there with a dreamy look on 
her face, saying absolutely nothing.
Ken watched for a moment, fascinated by her stillness.

    	"Well,"  she said as if she hadn't just been standing there almost like 
a statue, "I'll talk to you later.  I
need to get back to my cube." She colored a pretty shade of red as she said 
that, almost as if she knew that he
knew exactly what she would do when she got back there.

    	Ken shook his head.  What the hell was up with him?  First the thing 
with Lea, and now this.  He stood,
once again having to rearrange his very erect cock.  Ken was beginning to 
get frightened and somewhat
frustrated.  He was also quite aroused and there was no way to relieve it.  
Certainly sitting in this fucking cube
wasn't going to help.

    	He decided that stretching his legs was in order and exited the cube.  
He wandered down the hall, then
headed outside for a moment.  As he leaned against the wall, drinking in the 
bright sunshine, he tried to calm
himself.  Surely, this was all his imagination.   Lea had said that she 
could give him the power to do exactly
what he was experiencing but only if he accepted her deal.  He hadn't.  Had 
she decided to do it anyway?

    	He shook his head.  This was absolute crazy.  Things like this didn't 
happen, they were impossible.  He
looked at the beautiful ring on his hand.  It was also impossible for what 
had occurred at the mall to happen, but
he was sure it had.  To doubt that was to doubt his own sanity.

    	"Ken, how are you?"  Ken looked up as his boss hailed him.  She was all 
right as bosses went.  Neither
good nor bad.  She had to have been closing on fifty, with iron gray hair, a 
thick body and a no nonsense attitude.  She'd go to bat for you - as long as 
it wouldn't put her in jeopardy.

    	Suddenly Ken didn't know what to say.  If he started talking to her, 
would he be able to read her as he
had Genie?  Christ that was the absolute LAST thing he wanted!

    	The short conversation they held went without incident.  Ken had no 
flashes into her inner sexual world
(thank god) and she was quite effective in dampening his arousal.  Ken 
returned to his cube deep in thought.

    	What was going on here?  Had Lea been just giving him a taste of what 
things would be like with this
power?  Would he be a slave to other people's fantasies?  That thought was 
not particularly appealing since, by
nature, he was quite dominant.  But he'd picked up nothing from his boss, so 
perhaps Lea had only been giving him a taste of what it would be like.  Ken 
shook his head.  He was acting as if what had happened was all real.  He 
decided to see what would happen if he talked to someone else.

    	Slipping Lea's ring off and putting it into his pocket, Ken left his 
cube to go see Jane.  He really liked her and they worked quite well 
together.  She'd had someone in her life since he'd known her or he would 
have been tempted to break his no office dating rule.

    	In addition to being one of the few competent people around, she was 
very attractive.  She was about five eight,  had shoulder length, curly 
brown hair and a beautiful figure.  Her very narrow waist flowed into hips 
just the right width, and long, strong legs that she would show off in mid 
thigh skirts.  Her breasts seemed firm and heavy and he'd occasionally seen 
the outline of her nipples through one of her silk shirts.  Once, he even 
thought he'd seen a nipple ring, but he couldn't be sure.  She had a 
wonderful smile, blue eyes and always smelled very sexy in a subtle sort of 
way.  She also loved to flirt - and they'd flirted enough for him to guess 
that she wouldn't be adverse to the kinds of sexual activates that 
interested him.

    	He walked into her cube, "Hey, Jane, how ya doin'?"

    	She spun in her chair, giving him a wide grin.  "Fine.  What brings 
your exalted presence here?"

    	"Oh, just thought I'd stop by and see how the little people were 
doing."

    	"Yeah," she relied.  "I noticed one of the 'little people' hanging out 
in your cube.  One of the very cute,
very available little people."

    	"What are you talking about?"

    	Her smile grew wider as she replied. "I saw Genie in your cube chatting 
you up.  I almost went over to
save her from the wolf, but it seems she escaped intact."

    	"Wolf?  Me?  You wound me!  Surely you don't think that I'd take 
advantage of a sweet young thing like
that.  Hell, just think of all the hours it'd take to train her."

    	Suddenly, Jane's whole demeanor changed as she leaned forward, a smoky 
sort of fire in her eyes.
"Some of us train up better than other, you know.  If fact," she continued, 
licking her lips, "some of us are
already very well trained."

    	She wasn't kidding, Ken knew.  Jane thought she was gay until she was 
twenty.  She liked women, but was very shy and other than one girl that 
she'd been with in High School, she'd had sex with no one.  When she was 
almost 20, Jane already knew what kind of sex she liked.  But she needed to 
know if she liked men.  Eddie, the guy who took her cherry, was quite 
forceful with her.  They'd both gotten a little drunk and, as the old story 
goes, one thing had led to another.  Eddie was a nice guy and after making 
absolutely sure that she wanted to lose her virginity, he'd actually had to 
hold her down to take it.  While vocal protestation had never occurred to 
her,  she'd struggled physically.  The first time she struggled, he'd backed 
off, to her annoyance, and she made it plain that if he wanted it, he'd 
better take it now, otherwise the deal, so to speak, was off.

    	Eddie had a bit of a Dom streak in him, or so it seemed to Ken as he 
watched the scene unfold, and
easily held the lighter woman under him.  Jane already knew she was 
submissive.  Sliding into her cunt had been ecstasy for him and quite 
painful for her.  If he'd known how much he was hurting her, he'd have 
stopped, but she never told him.  The pain rolled through her belly 
accompanied by cramps and a tearing sensation when he slid into her.  But 
she was soaking wet, and the pleasure she got from the pain drove her wild.

    	She'd stopped fighting him as soon as he had a firm grip on her.  Her 
tightness and heat drove him to
wildly slam his cock into her sex.  He wasn't particularly large, which, Ken 
knew, was a good thing since Jane
wouldn't have stopped him even if he really had been hurting her.  She was 
too deep into something that, years later, she would come to know as 
subspace.

    	He knew he could sample any of the times she had had sex, or any of her 
fantasies.  It was easy to do.  One memory caught his attention - had it 
been fantasy or real?  She was on her knees in front of her roommate in the 
college dorm, eagerly sucking the remains of Annie's boyfriend's cum from 
her wet sex while he sprawled on the floor watching, his cock still wet from 
it's recent withdrawal.  Jane's own boyfriend, a different one from her 
first time, was slamming into her asshole with his rock hard cock.  It hurt, 
and it was humiliating to have her hands tied while being used like this, 
but she'd had so many orgasms that she could barely count them.  Yup- that 
had happened.

    	He could see her history, she was a committed submissive, a completely 
bisexual masochist, who would
do almost anything for the right Master or Mistress.  At the moment, she was 
owned by a woman, which was
why her current fantasy involved two men.  Her mistress didn't like men very 
much so Jane never got to have
sex with one.  Jane knew that, as much as she enjoyed her time with the 
woman, if that didn't change, she'd have to leave her service.

    	Her current fantasy had two men using her.  She imagined that she was 
tied and suspended in Japanese
rope bondage.  Her hands were tied to her elbows behind her back and her 
ankles were tied to her thighs.
Thick, tight ropes suspended her in the air, cutting into her belly, upper 
arms and thighs.  The base of each breast had been tightly wrapped with 
scratchy hemp until her heavy tits were swollen and throbbing.   Her nipple 
rings had been replaced by bars and vicious clamps had been clamped over 
each nipple.  This had the effect of crushing her nipples from the inside 
and outside, since the clamps had been carefully placed over each bar.  
Heavy weights swung from each clamp.

    	Her legs were pulled wide apart, completely exposing her sex to the 
mercies of one of the men.  But
there was no mercy.  He was forcefully shoving her huge cock into her only 
slightly lubricated asshole, fucking
her ruthlessly while her cunt slime literally dripped from her sex.  He also 
had a crop that he used to welt her ass
with when he felt like it.

    	At her other end, a dental gag had been applied.  Saliva drooled freely 
from her mouth, pooling on the
floor as the other man fucked her throat.  He was too big for her to take 
without gagging and choking, but that turned her on all the more.  He had a 
short whip in his hands and was using it to hit the sides of her swollen 
breasts.  One man called a switch and they both pulled out.  She watched 
through dazed eyes as the other cock, stained from her asshole, approached 
her mouth.

    	Ken blinked and drew in a breath.  His cock was a solid rock, aching 
with the need for release  Jane sat
there looking like she was daydreaming, with smile on her face.  Both 
nipples were swollen and he could easily
see the outline of the bars through them.  He knew, somehow, that it took a 
high level of arousal for them to
show like this.  Her scent reached him, light sweat mixed with her perfume 
and he knew that he absolutely had
to get out of there.

    	He fled.  Almost ran to his cube, gathered up his things and bolted for 
the parking lot.  Fortunately, he
passed on no one the way out.

    	The drive home was just a blur and the next thing he knew, he was at 
his small house.  He went inside, dropped off his things and stood in the 
living room trying to sort through what had happened.   It was simple to 
reach the only two conclusions.

    	1) He was going insane and had started to hallucinate.

    	2)  Lea had somehow given him the power to read women's fantasies.

    	Since he was looking at the ring she'd given him, it seemed that, 
however unlikely, the second possibility was the correct answer.  Perhaps, 
he mused, now calm in his own house, it wasn't him.  Perhaps it was the ring 
that had somehow given him this power.  Wait, he frowned to himself, that 
wasn't right.  He'd taken it off before the incident with Jane.  Of course, 
he'd still had it with him.  Perhaps if the ring wasn't in contact with him?

        	Well, that was easily tested, he thought, and pulled it off, 
setting it on the coffee table.  Now all he had to do was find a woman.  Ken 
left his house to walk to the corner store which was only a few blocks away. 
  He never made it.

      	He walked down the sidewalk, determined to find a woman and see if 
the ring was somehow causing all this.  At the corner, there were some 
people waiting for the light to change.  He didn't pay too much attention to 
them since his goal was the 7-11.  He figured that there might be someone 
there who was female.  He finally noticed two teen girls who were also 
waiting at the light.  One gave him a sidelong glance and their eyes met.  
Time slowed.

    	Judy had beautiful eyes.  It was the first thing he noticed.  She 
wasn't happy with her body though - she thought her breasts were too small.  
She was fourteen and just that morning...

    	Ken lost contact when a horn beeped.  The girls went their way and he 
just stood there.  Slowly he turned and walked back to his house.  As he sat 
on his couch, Ken knew that he could have gotten that girl's complete sexual 
history, her wants, needs and desires and that somehow, he could also 
fulfill them.  Sort of.  The ring lay gleaming on the table, the stone 
glowing as the afternoon light lanced through it.

    	He didn't know how long he sat, lost in thought.  It was dark by the 
time he roused himself and he immediately noticed two things.  First, he was 
hungry.  And second, the sexual energy that seemed to have been
building up in him since the encounter with Genie had not abated and he was 
very, very horny.

    	First things first, he thought and went into the kitchen to prepare a 
meal.  It was later then he'd thought.
Eight pm!  No wonder he was ravenous.  Ken demolished his food while 
watching a little TV.  He knew of a sub that he could call who would most 
likely be free tonight.  The thought scared him though.  What would happen 
if she got here and this weirdness struck again?  Well, it looked like it 
would be masturbation and some porn for tonight.  He grinned wryly to 
himself knowing that he was lucky to have a lover who would most likely be 
able to share the night on short notice.  She had other lovers, but had told 
him she didn't want to be tied down.  He respected that.

    	Ken pulled out one of his favorite S&M flicks and jerked off to it.  It 
seemed to relieve the pressure
somewhat and he thought that he'd be able to get some sleep.  However, after 
tossing and turning in bed for a
half hour, he realized that he was still very aroused.  His cock was 
starting to ache from being hard.  After
finishing himself off a second time, he found he was *still* horny, but 
sleep reluctantly came.   That's when
more trouble started.

    	He opened his eyes.  He was in a living room, but not his own.  It was 
beautiful, warm, sunny and the
clearest dream he'd ever had.

    	"That, Kenneth, is because this is not exactly a dream."

    	It was Lea, of course.  Good god she was heart stoppingly beautiful.  
Now she was barefoot, wearing a
green, mostly see through wraparound skirt.  Like something you'd wear over 
a bikini bottom.  Only she had
nothing on underneath it.  On top she was wearing a very small tank top - 
white and not quite as see through as the skirt.  Her beautiful hair was 
slightly wild and her green eyes glowed with welcome.

    	Ken wasn't sure what to say.

    	"You are finding your new power disturbing, I know.  It's because you 
don't accept that it can happen.
But it is real - until you tell me you don't want it.  I hope you won't do 
that - you haven't even experienced the
full power of what I've given you."

    	"What, exactly is that?"  Ken asked through dry lips.

    	Lea walked over to a wet bar and poured a glass of something.

    	"Juice?" She said handing it to him.

    	He took it and nodded his thanks.  Being this close to her was 
maddening.  His lust was back, in full
force, as if he hadn't already cum three times that day.  Her scent, how she 
looked, how she moved and his
memory of the most fantastic blowjob he'd ever experienced was making it 
difficult to think.

    	"Several times today, you used a small amount of the capability I've 
given you.  You find that you now
have enormous sexual energy.  But, as unsatisfied and aroused as you are, 
both of the women that you touched are in incredible need from what you 
did."

    	"What *I* did?  I didn't do anything."

    	"That's almost true,"  she said with a mischievous smile," you really 
have very little control at the
moment.  But I wanted to introduce you to the pleasure that you can give and 
receive.  Before we continue our
conversation, I believe that it is important for you to finish what you 
started with those women.  Else they will
find little sleep and no release from their arousal this night.  Or, in 
fact, the next several."

    	Ken found both his lust and his anxiety rising at that statement.

    	"What, exactly do you mean?"

    	She paused then said, "You should not have aroused their lusts if you 
were not going to satisfy them,
Kenneth."

    	Ken felt vaguely guilty at that but then said, "And I was supposed to 
know this how?"

    	Lea smiled again. "Sometimes, it is best to learn by doing.  Your... 
activation, if you will, of their
fantasies has fired their blood as it has your own.  You must either 
complete their fantasies or experience new ones with them.  You will all get 
relief that way.  And, I promise, it will be a great deal of fun.

    	"Don't worry.  I will be there to guide you, if there is need.  And 
remember - these will be fantasies.
There are no limits, save that which you would impose.  There is no safety, 
physical safety anyway, that needs
be considered.  You will be able to do what they want, what they need.  And 
in doing so, you will be able to
satisfy your own needs and lust."

    	Lea smiled and said, "Genie, I think will be first."

    	The room shifted and changed...

    	... and Ken found himself in a bedroom that was not his own.  It looked 
slightly familiar though.  Genie
was sitting on the bed, naked except for a pair of bikini panties.  She was 
breathing deeply and he could clearly
see the lust in her eyes.  He looked around and saw that they were alone.  
Hearing a sound, he turned back to the
bed.  Genie had slid off and was now kneeling on the floor, hands behind her 
head with her knees spread.

    	"Master, how may I serve you?"

    	Ken just looked at her and she waited.

    	"Go on Kenneth.  You are a Dominant.  Surely this situation is familiar 
to you?"  Lea had appeared at
his side.

    	"I can't do this," he said.  "I work with this girl!  Not only that, 
but she's ten years younger than I am"

    	"None of that matters.  You are in a fantasy.  This is not real.  You 
can combine your needs and wants
with hers.  The result will be quite satisfying, I assure you."

    	Ken looked back at the girl on the floor.  He could feel his arousal, 
and, oddly, hers as well.  He knew
that he would have no trouble creating a scene on the fly that they'd both 
enjoy.  Besides, he was still home in
bed.  What could it hurt?

    	Ken remembered some of the things that Genie wanted, plus he knew that 
any other information he might need was at his fingertips, so to speak.  He 
walked over and gently took a fistful of her hair and bent her head back.

    	"Is my little slave horny tonight?"

   	"Yes Master," she replied.

    	He could easily smell her arousal, a combination of her sweat and musk 
from between her legs.  He bent
and ran a hand up her thigh.  She shuddered when he reached her panties.  
The heat was incredible and they
were literally dripping wet.  He ran his fingers over the soaked cloth and 
gathered some of her lubricant on his
finger.  Bending close to her face, so that they could both smell her scent, 
he slowly licked it clean.  His cock
was hard.  She tasted very good and he wanted to plunge into her depths.  
But he knew that wouldn't be enough
for either of them.

    	He pulled her to her feet.

    	"Remove those panties."

    	She swiftly complied, leaving them on the floor.  He lay her on the bed 
and, taking the restraints in her
bed stand, began to tie her.  Her arms were pulled over her head and 
fastened to the wall.  Her legs were pulled
up and tied to the same spot as her wrists.  She was spread open quite 
nicely.

    	Her sex was slick, oozing lubrication and he slowly started licking her 
clit, just touching it with the tip
of his tongue.  She groaned and pushed her hips toward it, but he was 
content to just tease her.  Slowly, he
opened her with his tongue, enjoying the tangy taste, pushing into her pussy 
as she moaned and pleaded for him
to allow her to cum.

    	"You're a very hot slut tonight, aren't you?"

    	"Yes Master, please, your slut needs to cum."

    	Ken was fully into the scene now.  "I'm sure you do dear, but it'll be 
a while."  He touched her clit again
with his tongue while using her copious lubrication to slide a finger into 
her asshole.  She was very tight and
clamped down on it while moaning.

    	He reached into the drawer again and pulled out a set of nipple clamps. 
  They were adjustable and he
fastened them tightly to each erect nipple.  She was quite sensitive and he 
knew that they were a little too tight
for her comfort.  He also knew that as her arousal grew they'd feel just 
fine.  Plus, she wasn't in control and fully
expected him to use her as he wished.  That was what she wanted. Each clamp 
was tied to her big toe with a
string.  Any movements that she made tugged on her nipples, causing pain 
which was rapidly turning to pleasure.  He teased her clit some more until 
she was almost sobbing with need.  Then he took out a belt.

    	"Shall I use this on you?  Would you like that?"

    	"If... Master wishes."

    	She was afraid of the belt, but also lusted after it.  The fear and 
arousal warred in her body.  But she was
tied and had no choice but to submit.  A strong Master would take her 
however he wanted.  The very thought
almost made her orgasm as she realized that he *was* taking her however he 
wanted.  And right now, he
wanted to use the belt on her.

    	Her ass was a perfect target and Ken didn't hit her very hard.  He'd 
had years of practice, so gently
increasing how hard the strokes were was simple.  Through their odd 
connection, he could feel the heat rise in
her belly as it rose in her reddening ass.  She jerked and moaned, pulling 
on her nipples, causing painful
sensations to spread through her chest.  But it all turned to lust.  She 
wanted this, needed it.  To surrender and
just feel, knowing that her Master would not make fun of her wants.  Knowing 
too that he would use her as he
saw fit.

    	Ken started to work the belt over her inner thighs.  Genie's body 
jumped at each strike.  He wasn't hitting
her hard, just enough to sting a little.  After every few hits he'd run his 
fingers over her sopping cunt, dipping
into it and using the juice to frig her clit.  It didn't take long for her 
to start begging for an orgasm

    	"You know," Ken said conversationally, "those panties of yours were 
sopping wet.  I bet you'd love to
taste them, wouldn't you."

    	Genie's stomach clenched.  If she were alone, she would have already 
had them in her mouth, but how
had her Master known that was what she wanted?

    	"Yes Master, if you want me to."

    	Close, he thought, but not close enough.  "I asked if you wanted to 
taste them, not if you thought I
wanted you to."  The belt hit her ass again, this time much harder than it 
had before.

    	"Ahh.  Yes!  I... I want to taste them, to taste my cunt juice.  It's 
all I could think about today.  I wanted
to be played with and to clean my wet panties with my tongue."

    	He picked them up and rubbed the wet cloth through her dripping slit.  
Her smell, her willingness, her
arousal and desire to submit to him were driving him very crazy.  He knew 
that soon, he'd be sliding his hard
cock inside her body.  As aroused as he was, he hoped that he could continue 
her fantasy and not blow his wad the second he entered her.

    	After allowing her panties to soak up even more juice from her aroused 
cunt, he held them over her
mouth while gently rubbing her clit.  She groaned and made little mewing 
sounds, begging to taste them.  Her
own scent filled her nose and she was wild with the need to cum.  He dipped 
them within reach of her tongue
and she shuddered as she tasted herself, reaching even further to get more.

    	"You want more, don't you?"

    	"Yes, please Master.  Please, I need it."

    	He pulled the panties out of her reach again and she whined.  He rubbed 
her clit harder and the whine
turned into a moan.  "Ask me to use the belt on your cunt. "

    	This was a very private fantasy of hers.  The pain caused by the belt 
scared her, but would her arousal be enough to over come it?  She needed to 
know, she needed her Master to give her no choice, to make her admit her 
desire.

    	"If it pleases you Master."

    	The belt slapped hard into her ass again.  "That's not the truth.  Tell 
me the truth - do you want to feel
the belt?  Do you want to cum from the belt?  Yes or no?"

    	His fingers started to gently pinch her clit, causing her body to jerk. 
  Her nipples were getting more
painful, but somehow her body needed that, to know her Master had decided 
that they would be clamped and
that was that.

    	"Yes, please Master.  I... I want to feel the belt, to know that I can 
cum from it."

    	He dipped the panties down close enough for her to suck on them.  She 
groaned as her taste spread
through her mouth.  Then the first strike of the belt came.

    	Ken knew exactly how hard to hit her.  He started by just tapping the 
leather against her wet cunt, until
her whole body was jerking with each tap.  Then he slowly increased how hard 
he used it until the strokes were
making a loud slapping sound in the room.  She was going nuts and finally 
came as he stuffed the last of her
panties into her mouth, grunting and thrashing as  pleasure washed through 
her body.

    	She had barely come down from her first orgasm when she realized that 
he had out his cock and was
going to enter her.  Her wetness made it easy and she eagerly watched her 
body slowly swallow his organ, felt
herself stretch to take his width.  Slowly he began to pump into her and she 
knew it wouldn't take long for her to
cum again.

    	Ken reveled  in her wet heat, the worry that he might cum too soon 
pushed to the back of his mind.  In
and out he road her, feeling her body respond to each stroke.  He knew what 
she wanted and he fully intended to
give it to her.  She was just on the verge of orgasm when he pulled out.

    	She groaned, unable to plead for him to continue because of the panties 
that still gagged her.  Her eyes
widened as she felt him start to push at the tight ring of her ass.  He was 
big.  Not long, but very thick and she
feared she would be unable to take him.  It didn't matter, she realized, she 
couldn't stop him, and she almost
came from the thought.  She knew he was going to fuck her ass until she 
orgasmed, then fuck her mouth until he
came.

    	Ken wondered if he'd be able to fit into Genie.  There'd been very few 
women that could accommodate
him.  But somehow he knew that she could.  Even as he knew that in real 
life, she'd be in a lot of pain.  Still he
knew she thought that wouldn't matter to her as long as her Master was 
enjoying her body.  Enjoying her.  That
was what really got her off.

    	The tight ring gave and he slid partially into her asshole.  Her cunt 
provided more than enough lubrication and it took little time for him to 
sink fully into her body.  It hurt her, he knew, although not as much as it 
should have, and he started rubbing her clit.  It didn't take long before 
she was wracked with spasms, sweating and moaning as she shook in orgasm.  
He was close himself, her scent and the sight of her shuddering as she came 
almost pushing him over the edge.

    	When she finished, she found her body still buzzing with lust, still 
needing.  He pulled out of her ass and
reached for her mouth.  Genie's heart started to pound as she realized that 
he was going to make her give him a
blowjob.  It was the dirtiest act she could think of, considering where his 
cock had just been, and it made her
blood boil knowing that she would do it.  Willingly.  Her helplessness in 
his ropes was still her choice, her
submission her willing gift for them both to enjoy.

    	Ken finally came, pumping jet after jet of seamen into Genie's sucking 
mouth.  She'd shown no
hesitation as he pulled her panties from her mouth and replaced it with his 
cock.  She'd closed her eyes and
groaned, her tongue eagerly finding every sensitive spot on his cock, trying 
her best to give him pleasure.  She
smiled, knowing she'd succeeded because he came in less than three minutes.  
She eagerly swallowed, but there
was too much and it spilled from the sides of her mouth.  She held his 
softening cock, loving licking and
cleaning it as he breathed heavily above her and smiled.

    	The scene dimmed and Ken looked around to find himself back in the 
house with Lea.

    	"Very good Kenneth.  You learn as rapidly as I'd hoped."

    	Ken was feeling very odd.  He felt both sated and aroused at the same 
time.

    	"What just happened?"

    	Lea smiled.  "You've created a very satisfied woman.  And you gave her 
the impetus to truly seek what
she wants in a man.  Someone who will love her, but also be her Master.  
Those desires that would have died
within her, unrealized, never having been flamed to true life.  Her sex 
life, which would have been merely adequate for the rest of her life, now 
has the potential to be outstanding."

    	"I'm not sure I understand all that."  Ken was frowning in confusion.

    	"We will talk later.  Now, you have another woman to see to.  Jane will 
be a very different experience.
She is not so young and inexperienced in her desires as Genie."  Lea smiled. 
  "Jane is different from any slave
you've had.  Her brain is wired differently.  Pain, to her, is a very sexual 
stimulus.  But she is an intelligent
woman, and knows that it is only in her fantasies - or with a very 
perceptive Master, would she be able to let
herself go.  She has never found a Master that she trusts enough, so her 
fantasies can be quite extreme.  The
question this time will be - can you satisfy your desires?  Will you be able 
to use Jane's fantasy to
fulfill desires that you have hidden?  It is very important that you know 
and accept yourself."

    	"Wait, I thought you said that I'd be granting their fantasy?"

    	Lea smiled and blew him a kiss.  Everything dimmed and the scene 
changed again.  Ken blinked, his
mind having a hard time believing what he was seeing.

End part 2



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