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Part 21

      	Ken and Jane were mostly silent on the drive back to the
mansion.  They were both somewhat sated and Ken felt almost bloated
with energy.  A quick check on Jane showed she felt the same way.  The
gate swung silently open as he approached with the car.  He stopped,
waited for it to close, then used the keys that he had to lock it. 
They didn't want any interruptions tonight, that was for sure.  They
drove up to the house and unloaded.  Ken left Jane to put away the
food while he made a last check here and there.
      
      	Interestingly enough, the master suite and several other
critical parts of the mansion had been cleaned and freshened up.  Joan
had had a maid service straighten up those areas in anticipation of
Ken and Jane - and, she'd supposed, Ally, moving in tonight.  Ken
appreciated the thoughtfulness.
      
      	Jane was finished putting away the food by the time he was
downstairs again.  They wandered around the house and the outside area
closest to the back of the mansion discussing where to open the gate. 
Ken thought the bedroom would be appropriate, but Jane had a different
idea and led him to a small garden just off one of the studies.
      
    	It was beautifully laid out, with several benches and paths
through well tended bushes and flowering trees.  It was actually
protected on two sides by the mansion itself, and had a small pool of
clear water in it.  Ken agreed that it was perfect, so they went to
get some of the food and wine and bring it there in the cooler.
    
    	Next, they began setting up candles in various places in the
mansion.  Realizing that it was just too big to put them everywhere,
they settled for putting candles in the master bedroom, the small
kitchen and outside in the garden.  It was a clear day and was going
to be a clear night, so it was unlikely that they'd need the ones
outside.  Jane and Ken also put several candle lanterns inside the
study, so they could find their way around without stumbling around in
the dark.
    
    	Ken was starving despite the snack he'd had when they got back. 
So they sat and munched food in the kitchen, discussing the ritual
they were going to do tonight.  Despite the fact that neither of them
could remember any details of what they were supposed to say or do,
they knew that when the time came, the knowledge would be there for
them.
    
    	Jane wanted to cast a circle Wiccan style.  Ken had read about
that, but had never done it.  He remembered, oddly enough, everything
he'd read about casting Circle.  In fact, he realized that he could
recall pretty much anything he'd read in the last day or so.  It
didn't occur to him to remark on it.
    
    	They agreed on which ritual to use and Ken sat back to relax
before the night came.  He heard Jane return a short time later and
saw her kneeling at her feet.  She had a knife and a cup with her and
laid them out on a square of red silk.
    
    	"Master," said Jane, "I offer you my Challis and my Athame for
this night's ritual."
    
    	Ken knew that this was very important to her.  He got out of his
chair and knelt his Priestess.  He could feel the emotions coming from
her and he realized they were echoed inside him as well.
    
    	"You are Her Priestess," he said, "and I'm sure that the Challis
you offer will be most welcome.  As her Priest, I welcome your
offerings to what will be our Circle and our life."  He paused.  "My
love, I know what the Athame is.  If you wish to include it in this
ceremony, then I will trust your judgment."  Another pause.  "I fear,"
he said in a softer voice, "that despite the fact that an Athame is
not a weapon, my own short comings will not allow it to be view as
anything but.  I fear that my own weakness will weaken our Circle.  If
you must have it, I will not say no.  But I cannot hold it."
    
      	Jane looked at him in silence.  Then she spoke.  "Master,
please - it hurts me when you are in pain.  When will you tell me what
this is all about?"
      
      	He sighed and said, "When the time is right.  I promise.  But
for tonight, that's the last thing I want to think about."  They sat
for a moment in silence, then he continued.  "Jane, love, use the
Athame.  I think that it's important."  He looked into her eyes, the
bright blue dimmed slightly by sorrow.  Sorrow, he knew, that he was
causing.  "Bring it," he said, "and use your strength to guard us and
keep us pure."
      
      	They started the ritual before the moon began to rise.  The
candles were lit as darkness claimed the huge mansion.  It wasn't too
cool yet - which was good since they were both naked.  Jane used a
small ritual to sort of include him as part owner of the Challis.  Her
Athame, she put with the other tools - wrapped in red silk.
      
      	Finally they were ready.  They knew it was time and as the moon
shown down with bright, clear light, they called the corners and
created their circle.  Ken wasn't sure, but he had to wonder if a
glowing ring always appeared when a circle was formed.  The pure,
silver light was in a ring around them and, as he looked up, a semi
transparent globe around them.  He felt it.  He knew he was supposed
to feel it, but from everything he read, the only place you should see
it was in your mind.  He shrugged and turned toward Jane.
      
      	She was absolutely beautiful.  Large, firm breasts, long, black
hair, her naked sex proudly bared as she stood with her arms up and
her legs slightly spread.  She was looking at the moon, but he was
looking at her.
      
      	There was lust, yes, but there was love flowing through him. 
It was a wonder how he could love this woman so intensely when they'd
only just started to get to know each other.  Still, in some ways, it
seemed he'd known her forever.  Then, it was time.
      
      	Ken was never able to recall what they chanted or how long they
chanted it.  He remembered that everything had made sense while they
were doing it, but now he couldn't even remember the words.  When they
finished, there was a sphere of light between them.  It seemed to be a
combination between the most pure sunlight and pure moonlight
imaginable.  It expanded and Ken could feel the excess energy draining
from him and Jane until there was nothing left.  Then their own life
forces were drawn on in an effort to sustain the gate.
      
      	That didn't last long though and soon, the globe expanded into
a column of light until even that faded.  Finally, they were left with
the candle light, the still glowing sphere of silver they'd called and
a woman.  Lea had come to them.
      
      	Ken's body shook with exhaustion and he saw that Jane wasn't in
any better shape, as they both bent over panting, sweat pouring own
their bodies.  He stood and walked over to Jane, looking for where Lea
was.  He reached Jane as She approached them.
      
      	Lea was naked and stunningly beautiful.  Just looking at Her
made his body, tired as he was, want, no need, to respond to her. 
Impossibly rich, curly hair of bright copper flowed to her waist.  A
small triangle of darker hair covered her mons and her skin seemed to
glow in the moonlight.  He could clearly see her smiling at them as
she approached.
      
      	Her scent hit them - Ken could actually feel the effect it had
on Jane - as Lea got closer.  It was the same as always, but seemed
magnified almost as if they'd never really been in Her presence.  She
approached them with Jane's Challis in her hand and motioned for them
to kneel.
      
      	They did and She knelt with them and offered Ken the cup.
      
      	"Drink," She said, "drink deeply and be restored."
      
      	Ken held out his hands, not able to tear his eyes away from her
face.  She was just too beautiful - love, lust, promise, fulfillment -
all seemed to emanate from Her.  He was surprised to see his hands
shaking as the grasped the Challis.  His hands touched Hers and peace
began to flood his exhausted body.  He raised the Challis and saw pure
silver light filled it.  Tipping it back, Her hands still guiding him,
he drank.
      
      	The taste defied accurate description.  Sweet, musky, cool,
filling, all of those adjectives fit, but none completely described
the experience.  Energy filled him again, his exhaustion dropping away
as the aftertaste of the drink spread through his mouth. 
Unsurprisingly, it reminded him of the taste of a woman.
      
      	Lea never released the Challis, nor did Ken as it was given to
Jane to drink.  She smiled wearily as they lifted it to her lips.  Ken
watched her body relax and straighten as she drew in the fluid.
      
      	When she finished, Lea drained what was left in the cup, then
set it down.  She leaned forward and kissed Ken.  Every time he kissed
Lea, it was amazing, but this was beyond that.  She repeated the kiss
with Jane and Ken felt his blood began to heat watching Jane surrender
so completely to her Goddess.
      
      	"Thank you both," said Lea.  "It has been long since I've been
in the world."
      
      	She looked around, noting the sphere of silver, the cast Circle
that still existed around them.   Her smiled held the glee of a child
getting a present, or a young girl experiencing something beautiful
for the first time.
      
      	"It is safe now, to remove the protections," She said.
      
      	"Yes Mistress," said Jane, smoothly rising to her feet.  Ken
followed and while Lea joined hands with them, they removed the
Circle.  Lea looked with joy at the just blooming flowers in the
garden, deeply inhaled the air and spun.
      
      	"I missed this," She said.  "thank you again for opening the
Gate."  She walked towards them, hands out and took one of theirs in
Her own.  "Now, before we can relax and enjoy ourselves, there is one
last thing to do.  You will help me to Name this place and in the
Naming, we will make it ours.  Here, we will be safe from many things
both mundane and Magickal.  Here will be a sanctuary for our
followers.  This will be the place of our rebirth into the world."
      
      	She closed Her eyes and began to chant.  Ken and Jane followed
suit, but listening, not chanting.  They were unable to make out what
She was saying.  It soon became clear, however, and they joined Her. 
Ken could feel his awareness of the mansion and the grounds around it
deepen.  Details of their look and feel sank into his brain until he
knew that he could find any point or any object on the entire ten acre
estate while blindfolded.  Awareness of every life, every pool of
water, brick and stone flooded his senses.
      
      	Lea tied the Name of the mansion to that awareness, intertwined
the Name and Ken's name together, adding it to Her own, weaving them
over the estate until finally the knowledge was locked into his brain.
 She brought Jane into the weave and it was complete.
      
      	Ken opened his eyes and looked at Nemetodunun for the first
time.  It took a few seconds to recognize even the garden because
everything seemed overlaid with ... knowledge.   That was the only way
he could describe it.  Fortunately, the 'overlay' view faded quickly. 
But only from his eyesight, not his awareness.  He could feel Jane's
presence, but interestingly enough, not Lea's - at least not through
that link.  His awareness of Her was the same as it always had been
but somehow brighter in his mind.

       
      	They dropped hands, Lea's happiness washing over them.  Jane
went and retrieved a plate with bread, butter and honey on it.  There
were some sweet cakes too, and Ken wondered where they'd come from
since he couldn't recall buying any today.
      
      	Jane knelt in front of them, offering the plate in such a way
as to make it seem she was offering herself as well.  "Master,
Mistress," she said.
      
      	Lea took some of the rich, dark bread and dipped it into the
honey and Ken took one of the cakes.  Before eating, they took the
plate from Jane and pulled her to her feet.  She seemed almost
embarrassed to stand in the presence of Lea, but Lea smiled and kissed
her, then fed her a nibble of the bread with the honey on it.  Some
dribbled onto Jane's chin and Lean followed the runnel with her
tongue, sucking the sweetness into her mouth.  Jane groaned and Ken
felt himself thicken and harden.  Lea took a bit of the bread as Ken
ate the cake - which was surprisingly tasty.
      
      	The ate in silent companionship, Lea and Ken feeding Jane who'd
taken possession of the plate again.  There hadn't been a lot of food
there, and soon it as gone.  Ken was still quite hungry and sensed
Jane was as well.  They were unwilling to suggest anything since they
had no idea what Lea wanted to do.
      
      	"Why," suggested Lea, "don't you give me a tour of this
beautiful mansion we have here? We can start," she said with sparkling
eyes, "with the kitchen."
      
      	They laughed and headed inside.
      
      	Forty-five minutes later, they were in the Master bedroom.  Lea
had taken delight in everything they'd shown Her.  Ken knew that She
really didn't need a tour of the house.  But it gave them all time to
adjust to Her being here.  Ken didn't bother restoring power to the
mansion.  Tomorrow would be soon enough.
      
      	Lea was fascinated by the bathroom - the shower area
especially.
      
      	"Soon, you will show me the wonders of this whirl pool, yes?"
she commented.  "but for now, this looks very interesting."
      
      	'This', was the shower area.  Ken hadn't really looked at it
since the first day he'd been at the house.  There were bathrooms
everywhere, so he'd just used whichever one was near.  Lea turned on
the water, delighting in the waterfall effect of the showerhead.  She
simply stood underneath, and the vision of her body under the water
only dimly illuminated by candle light made all thought flee from his
mind.  He stepped into the stream with her and Jane wasn't far behind.
      
      	He was quickly jolted out of his fantasy as icy water poured
over his body.  It was a rude shock which jarred him back into the
here and now.
      
      	"Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he jumped back."  Jane's squeal
combined with Lea's laughter at their reaction.  Jane had also been
drawn in by Lea's allure.
      
      	Ken stood there shivering and said, "Damn - I forgot that all
the hot water in the house is supplied by on-demand water heaters. 
Electric ones."
      
      	"Is that all?" asked Lea in a tone of voice that suggested he
was being very silly.  Ken nodded - he absolutely hated the cold.
"Come, both of you and join me."  Steam began to rise from the water. 
Tentatively Ken stuck a finger in the stream.  It was the perfect
temperature.    Jane soon joined him and they were treated to the
novel opportunity of washing, and being washed by, a Goddess.
      
      	There was a great deal of fondling and playing under the water
and Ken was hard in short order, with Jane on her knees sucking him. 
Lea was kissing him and fondling Jane's hair.  Soon, they were in huge
bed in the other room, piling in together, kissing and licking.
      
      	The ended up with Ken kneeling between Lea's spread legs while
Jane was kissing Her.  He realized, at that moment, that he'd never
had the opportunity to taste her.  She'd kissed him, given him blow
jobs, but he'd never been able to return the favor.  He began kissing
her smooth thighs and was amazed that even after the shower, her skin
retained a taste that drove him wild.  By the time he got to her
pussy, it would have taken only a touch to his cock to set him off. He
opened her lower lips, covered by sparse hair that was softer than
velvet,  with his fingers and drew in her heady scent.  All the
control he'd begun to take for granted over these past weeks fled and
he actually had to draw away from her lest he just cum on the sheets.

    	"Jane love," said Lea, breaking their kiss, "Please take care of
your Master.  I believe that he could use your help."

    	Ken guided Jane's head between his legs while Lea watched and
smiled, her fingers drifting over her thick, erect nipples, lightly
pulling on them.  It took literally seconds for him to cum in her
mouth, which surprised her enough that the first shot of cum caught
her in the face.  She quickly pushed his cock back into her mouth and
sucked as the remaining spurts shot from his body.  He was still hard
when she finished, but could now return his attentions to Lea - which
he eagerly did.  Jane continued sucking on him while he slid his
fingers over Lea's slippery sex.  She was coated with juice and when
he dipped his tongue into her, the taste almost made him orgasm again.
    
    	He continued licking and sucking on the delicate lips of Her
pussy, finally finding Her clit and pulling it into his mouth.  Her
hips arched as he flicked his tongue over it, then moved up and down
against his tongue as he took long licks through Her entire slit.  He
longed to be inside Her, but something kept him from sliding even a
finger into Her depths.  She orgasmed, cum oozing out of Her soaked
pussy.  Ken eagerly lapped it up noting that there was no inrush of
energy when She had her orgasm.  Well, duh, he thought.
    
    	He started building Lea back up again, Jane was back to kissing
Her while She fondled Jane's bare pussy.  He knew Lea was doing
something to Jane other than just lightly running her fingers over
Jane's sex.  Jane twitched, moaned and finally came when Lea rested
her thumb on her clit while pushing three fingers inside.
    
    	"Kenneth," came Lea's husky voice, "it is time for you to be
inside me."  She was smiling, but the look in Her eyes told him that,
as usual, there was something he didn't know that he was about to find
out.
    
    	Shaking, he got on his hands and knees and moved up Her body. 
Jane lay next to them, smiling and running her fingers over Lea's
breast as Ken lined up with Her, then started easing his large cock
into Her body.
    
    	He figured out immediately why She had that look in Her eyes. 
Lea, the Goddess of sex was, at least in this moment, a virgin.  He
froze.  He'd never been with a virgin.  The fact that She was a
Goddess, amusingly enough, was completely forgotten.
    
    	"You, you're a ..."  he was shocked.
    
    	"Not for long," She said with a huge smile, "I hope."
    
    	Ken got the hint and began to slid into Her.  It wasn't easy and
he knew that taking someone's virginity could be a very painful
experience, so he tried to go slowly.
    
    	Lea had to have been following his thoughts.  "What makes you
think that I don't like a little pain?"  She asked.  "You cannot
really hurt me, you know."
    
    	Ken took the hint and pushed - hard.  She was soaked down there
but piercing Her barrier wasn't easy.  Her face radiated pleasure as
he finally pushed through, sliding deep into Her with the rest of the
stroke.  She moaned, causing both Ken and Jane to shudder.  He would
have cum, She felt so good, but he suspected that She was blocking it.
 That was all right with him.
    
    	He pulled back, then entered Her again, the feel of Her body such
that he absolutely knew She was blocking his orgasm.  When he pulled
out a third time, She reached between them for a second, then brought
Her hand up.  Even in the moon light and candle light, it was easy to
see Her fingers were coated with Her juices, and Her blood.
    
    	She pushed one finger into his mouth and his senses exploded with
the combined tastes.  It was so amazing that he pushed back into Her
hard, causing Her to smile.  Her other finger She offered to Jane, who
actually shuddered and came as she cleaned it with her tongue.
    
    	Ken picked up his pace.  He got the feeling that She wasn't going
to wait much longer and he was right.  His orgasm was not just with
his cock - it exploded through his entire body, each muscle, each
nerve ending, every particle detonating with pleasure to the point
where he began to feel his sense of self dissolve.
    
    	The next time he opened his eyes, he was on his back and Lea was
riding him gently using Her internal muscles to keep him hard.
    
    	"Jane," She said lifting off his cock, "I'm sure that you can
think of a good way to please me, yes?"
    
    	Jane was immediately on her back under Lea, pulling the dripping
pussy onto her open mouth.  Lea purred with pleasure, feeling Jane's
tongue dance over her slick, swollen flesh.  The purr did amazing
things to Ken since by that time, Lea had his entire cock down her
throat, licking and sucking off all the fluids that had gathered on
it.  They both came again.
    
    	"I think it's time," said Lea after giving them a few minutes to
recover, "to turn our attentions to this delightful slave of yours
Kenneth."
    
    	Ken smiled his agreement and Jane shuddered as they looked at
her.  It was going to be a long night.
    
    	Light streamed into the bedroom, slamming into Ken's eyelids with
almost bruising force.  He lay there, his cock hardening as he
remembered the things they had done last night.  His last memory was
of them falling asleep, Lea between them.  He opened his eyes, but he
and Jane were alone in the bed.  Jane was still asleep - which was no
surprise at all.  Between him and Lea she'd had quite a night.  He'd
never seen her so submissive - which was saying something.  She'd been
completely accepting of every painful humiliation that they'd
inflicted on her, completely at their whim and mercy -  of which
there'd been none.  She'd been in her version of heaven.  Of course,
this morning, there wasn't a mark on her.  She'd be disappointed about
that.
    
    	Ken was restless so he quietly got up.  The mansion was silent
and it took him a few minutes to remember that all the power was still
off.  He didn't even know what time it was and, at the moment, he
didn't care.
    
    	Throwing on a pair of shorts, he went to the utility room and
threw on the main breakers.  Then he stood there in confusion for a
moment as he literally felt the power begin to flood the house.  He
was connected with Nemetodunum in ways he just couldn't get his brain
around.  Yet.
    
    	After restoring power, he stumbled over to the kitchen and opened
the fridge.  It was surprisingly cool in there and he realized that it
was probably designed to stay cold for a long time.  Yay high quality
appliances!  He took a deep drink of cool water, then set about trying
to make coffee.  It was a bit of an adventure since even this kitchen
was large and he had no idea where the coffee pot was.  He finally
found it, figured out how to use it and got it started while munching
on some toast.
    
    	Ken picked up his cell phone from the counter and turned it on. 
At least it had the time - good gods it was after eleven!
    
      	A few seconds later, the phone beeped, indicating that there
were messages.  One was from Ally.  She hoped they were doing well and
wondered when they were coming home.  She was waiting for them to call
her before doing anything.  The other was from Joan who wanted to meet
with them Monday about the house and to tell them she hoped they had
enjoyed their first night at the mansion.  Ken grinned.  Enjoy didn't
even come close.  Then he grinned wider realizing that he had every
intention of having Joan over to 'enjoy' the mansion as well.
      
      	The coffee was ready so Ken poured himself and Jane a cup,
added more toast to the pile and wandered up to the bedroom.  He
slowly woke his beautiful slave who rolled over with a groan, her
muscles obviously stiff despite the lack of marks on her body.
      
      	Jane opened her eyes and said, "Is that coffee I smell?"
      
      	"Yes dear," Ken smiled.
      
      	She levered herself up on the pillow and took the offered cup. 
She sipped it, then closed her eyes in contentment.  Ken could feel
the stiffness in her body, and the vast contentment she radiated at
having been pushed to, and in some cases, beyond, her limits while
serving the two people she was completely devoted to.
      
      	"Thank you, Master," she said.  He knew she wasn't just talking
about the coffee and toast.  She polished off four pieces by the time
he'd eaten one, but he'd already had some cereal and wasn't as hungry.
  They stumbled into the bathroom and Ken started the shower, then
peed.  He turned toward the sink and stopped.
      
      	"Don't you own a tooth brush?" he asked her.
      
      	Jane's deep blue eyes were pools of innocence as she looked at
him and nodded.  Ken contented himself with stroking her thighs and
belly until she finished - cupping her sore breasts as she bent over
the sink to rinse her mouth.  Her wet pussy found itself impaled on
his cock in short order.
      
      	He was gentle with her - even Jane had her limits, inhuman as
they were, and gently drove them to a very satisfying cum.  He brushed
his teeth while she slid into the shower to enjoy the steaming water
as it flowed over her.
      
      	It was just after one when they decided that Jane would go pick
up Ally and bring her to her new home - should she want to live here. 
They figured she would, but they wanted to give her the option.  Ken
explained what he had in mind for the girl and Jane agreed that it was
an excellent plan.
      
      	They called Ally while eating more food and said Jane would be
by to pick her up.   When they finished, she left and Ken went about
reconnecting all the things he'd disconnected the night before.  It
was a little disorienting feeling the mansion come alive as he
reconnected things.  He felt the front gate open and Jane leave the
estate.  He could feel that he was alone on the ten acres of property
- almost.  Most of all, he smiled as he felt Lea's presence
everywhere.
      
      End part 21

Note: Thanks to a scholar friend of mine - who will remain unnamed -
that helped me come up with Nemetodunum.  At least she had a clue.

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