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Part 22

        Ken was lounging by the small pool when he felt the main
gate open.  Jane was back with Ally. Interesting, he thought. Not
only could he tell they were on the property, but he could tell
who they were.   Jane was smugly satisfied, but Ally; poor Ally
was in a serious state.  A, 'Oh my Goddess please anyone fuck me
now' state.  He wondered what the hell Jane had done.

        Ken met them at the door as Jane pulled up in the X5. 
She got out of the car, but he didn't see Ally - even though he
knew she was there.

        She was there all right.  In the back.  Jane grinned at
him while motioning him to stay put as she opened the hatch and
helped the girl out. No wonder why she was going nuts.

        Jane had closed off her vision with a leather blindfold,
just as Ken had done to her on the way here.  But that was only
the beginning.  She'd also gagged her with a nice red ball gag,
used straps to bind her arms together behind her back - elbows,
wrists and forearms touching.  A very tight waist cinch was
cutting into her middle with a crotch strap splitting the girl's
cunt.  Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing
high heels. Her nude skin shone brightly in the sun, which
glinted off the nipple clamps Jane had applied.

        "Well," said Ken, "that is certainly a novel way to
travel. What did she do to piss you off?"

        Jane giggled, "Oh Master, she didn't piss me off. 
Although I did piss on, or rather in, her before we left."

        Ken knelt in front of the shaking teen.  Her scent was
strong and he could see that the crotch strap was holding a dildo
in her pussy.  A large dildo, if it was the one he thought it
was.  Cunt juice wet her thighs.

        "She was feeling a little randy, so I thought I'd help
her out," said Jane.

        "Hmm, I suspect that 'help out' is a relative term," he
replied.  "It doesn't look like she objects though.  Do you
Ally?"

        Ally nodded in agreement.  Ken could feel her lust
rising, and his own rose with it.

        "So," he said casually, knowing the effect it would have
on the teen, "do we fuck her and then show her around?  Or should
we give her the tour first?"

        More waves of lust emanated from Ally as they casually
discussed the use of her body.

        "I think she'd like to wait.  I'm sure she'd love to know
where she is," replied Jane.

        Ally groaned.  She really needed to cum, and knowing how
much she was at their mercy didn't diminish that.

        "Hmm," Ken said.  "You might be right."  Ally whimpered
in disagreement.  She wanted to cum NOW.  "After all, at the
moment, for all she knows we're not the only two people watching
her."

        Ally almost collapsed in lust from the thought that they
might be displaying her to other people.  Her need was obvious,
she couldn't hide it even from the most casual observer and that
thought drove her wild.  Her breathing deepened almost to a pant
and her nostrils flared, as if she were trying to use her nose to
detect other people.

        Ken and Jane continued their discussion while Ally
waited, sweat trickling down her body from the sun.  Ken knew
they couldn't play here for too long - her fair skin would burn
in short order. Finally, Jane removed the ball gag, admonishing
the girl not to speak, and Ken removed the strap from between her
legs.  The dildo was coated with her white cream, which she was
required to lick off. Jane pulled Ken's blanket out of the back
and put it on the grass on the other side of the driveway and
they led Ally over to it.

        She was placed face down on her knees with her shoulders
to the ground and Ken slid his cock into her.  She groaned as he
split her wide, but she was so wet that he slid inside with ease.
 Jane joined Ken and rubbed the girl's clit while licking her
asshole, occasionally penetrating it with a long, pointed tongue.

        Ally didn't last long and screamed her orgasm, completely
forgetting that they might not be in a private place.  Her second
one was even stronger because Jane drove a finger into her slick
asshole while releasing the clamps on her nipples.  Pain and
pleasure flooded the girl along with Ken's cum. Finally, Ken
pulled out of the sweat soaked, panting girl.  Jane held a bottle
of cool water to her lips and Ally drank greedily.

        "Are you ready to see the surprise?" asked Ken a few
minutes later.

        "Yes Sir," said Ally.

        Jane reached for the straps binding her wrists while Ken
moved to take off the blindfold.

        "Please," said Ally, "would it be OK to leave the straps
on?"

        Ken chuckled, "You don't think that might be a little
distracting?"

        Ally blushed and replied, "Actually it's pretty
comfortable. Is it OK?"

        He and Jane shrugged and he said, "Sure."

        They helped her to her feet and Ken removed the blindfold
while standing in front of her until her eyes got used to the
light.  Then he stepped away and gave the bound teen her first
look at Nemetodunum.

        At first, she was completely confused, then totally
embarrassed.  She thought it was a hotel and that she was
standing there, bound and naked with cum oozing down her legs, in
view of all the guests.  She shook her head in disbelief when
they told her it wasn't a hotel.

        "No," said Ken smiling, "it's not a hotel.  It's our new
home"

        "Our new home?" she stammered.  "As in all of us?"

        "Well yes - provided you'd like to live here too," he
said.

        "I'm sorry, this is a bit much," she said, then  "Would
it be OK if I asked to be untied?"

        They slowly released her and rubbed her shoulders while
she looked in amazement at the front of the mansion.

        "You really own this?" she asked.

        "Yes."

        "Then why do you have the other house?"

        He laughed and said, "I'll tell you what - how about we
explain everything while we give you the tour.  Are you up to
it?"

        Ally nodded, still not trusting herself to speak.  Ken
explained about the lottery, although not Lea's part in it, as
they walked her around the house.  When they passed the second
bathroom on the first floor, Ally asked to excused herself.

        "Um, if it's OK, I'm sort of a mess.  Could I just clean
up a bit?"

        Jane followed her into the bathroom where Ken was treated
to the sight of Ally peeing, then Jane licking her pussy clean. 
She also licked up the cum that had been oozing out of her red
pussy and even sucked the girl to another orgasm to get out the
last of the cum during her spasms.  Ally was still pretty worked
up, since the mansion wasn't a reality for her yet, and Jane had
her cuming in moments.  Jane was in a state too, but Ken knew she
liked it that way.

        Ken mentioned that since Ally was nude, perhaps Jane
should join her?  The words were scarcely out of his mouth before
Jane began to strip.  She ended up leaving her clothes in a small
pile in the study along with Ally's heels.

        They continued the tour, showing her everything and
ending up in the garden where they'd formed the gate last night.
They'd brought in the Challis and Athame and Jane had hidden them
away, but Ally stopped right at the edge of where the Circle had
been cast last night.  She shook her head and backed away.

        "What's wrong?" asked Ken.

        "Nothing.  I know this is really weird, but it's not time
for me to ... to enter that yet." Ally was clearly as confused as
they were, but Ken suspected that something, or rather someone,
was at work.  They left and ended up sitting in the kitchen while
Jane prepared them some food.

        "So you really are going to live here?" she said.

        "Yes, Jane and I will be moving our clothes and a few
other things in.  Maybe tonight or tomorrow."

        "What about the other house?"

        "Well, that depends a bit on you.  You can live here -
it's not like we don't have the space, or at the house."

        Jane sat down and they began munching on the sandwiches.

        "I could really live here?" Ally asked.

        "Yes."

        "Do," she swallowed, "do you want me to live here?"

        "Yes."

        Ally looked down, tears misting her eyes.  She really had
fallen deeply in love with these two and her life just kept
getting better.  Ken had to remind himself, again, that she was
just seventeen and this might all be a bit much for her.

        "Ally," he said,  "Jane and I don't want to force you
into anything.  I'm keeping the house one way or another, so if
you feel you need to stay there, that's fine.  We'd love to have
you here with us, though."

        "We both love you Ally," said Jane, "and we don't want to
be separated from you.  But we understand this is a lot to take
in and you might need some time."

        "No." said Ally firmly.  "No, I took all the time I
needed when I stayed away the other night.  I don't like it when
I'm not with you and I want to live here."

        They kissed her and Ken said, "Excellent.  And while
we're on the subject, I have another proposition for you."

        "Oh?" said Ally.  She leaned back on the stool and spread
her legs, "I'm all yours Sir."

        "Jane," said Ken, "you've been corrupting this innocent
little girl, haven't you?"

        "Me, Sir?" she replied, pulling on her nipple bars so her
long nipples hardened.  "I wouldn't do that to an impressionable
young woman."

        Met with identical grins, Ken gave into the inevitable.
A half hour later they were in the shower in the master bedroom.

        "You should choose a room for yourself," said Ken.  At
the look on her face he amended, "Ally, of course we assume
you'll be sleeping with us.  But what about those times when you
need peace and quiet?  Or if you bring a lover here and want some
time with him or her?  Or if you - or we - are just crabby and
you need alone time.  Don't think we're throwing you out or
anything.  I just brought it up so that you knew you had the
option."

        It was clear that she didn't think she'd ever need it,
but Ally agreed to select a room to call her own.  Ken didn't
think she'd need it either, but didn't want to crowd her.  Once
they were dried off, they headed for the pool.  Ally wiggled like
a puppy when they spread suntan lotion over her.  She was quite
happy.

        "There's one other thing I wanted to run past you," Ken
said.

        "Yes?" came her relaxed voice.

        "How many jobs do you work?"

        "Two," she replied, curiosity tingeing her voice.

        "What's that, twenty hours a week?"

        "Closer to thirty, actually.  But I had to pay for
school.  I don't qualify for any of the scholarships.  My mom
took out loans for me and I have to pay them back."

        "I'll make you a deal," he said.  "Quit your jobs and
work for me.  I'll triple what you're making now, and I'll cover
all of your school expenses."

        That got her attention.  "What would I do?" she asked
warily.

        "This is a large house, as you might have noticed.  I
have no interest in running the day-to-day details.  Cleaning,
cooking, paying bills, that sort of thing.  I want someone else
to do it.  That someone could be you."

        "Sir, there's no way that would take me thirty hours a
week!"

        "I'm not interested in paying you for hours worked - I
want to pay you for jobs done.  I'll have the money deposited
directly into your account.  As long as you get at least a B in
each course you take, I'll pay for your tuition - through grad
school, if you'd like."

        Ally felt like she was in a waking dream and Ken couldn't
remember a time when he'd felt better.  It was SO amazingly cool
to be able to give this bright young woman the where-with-all to
do what she wanted with her life.

        "I'm not kidding," said Ken.  "And I'll deposit the money
for school in a fund - Monday if you like, even if you decide you
don't want to work for me."

        He knew she wouldn't refuse.  It gave her a way to give
back to them - even if she was getting paid for it.

        "I accept," she said.  She curled into his arms, hugging
and kissing him, then launched into Jane's lap for more of the
same.

        It was about three thirty when the Ken's cell phone rang.
 He answered it to find Genie on the line.

        "Hello," he said.

        "Um... Hi, Ken?  This is Genie."

        "Hi Genie," he returned with a smile in his voice. 
"What's up?"

        "Um I just wanted to know..." She sounded embarrassed and
Ken immediately remembered that they were supposed to have dinner
with her.  Thank the Goddess that he'd had more of a working
brain on Friday and gotten reservations a head of time!

        "About dinner," he finished.  "Sorry, it's been kinda
nuts around here the last day or so.  Is six OK with you?"

        She tried to beg off, if they were so busy, but Ken
wouldn't hear of it.  He told her which restaurant to meet them
at, reminding her that this was their treat. If she didn't
already know, she might freak out that the place was like a
hundred dollars a plate.  He told her to wear something nice and
hung up.

        "Well," he said, "looks like it's a night on the town for
us!"

        Jane looked happy, and Ally looked unsure.  Ken said, "I
hope that you girls don't take too long to get ready, since we
don't have a hell of a lot of time."

        "Where are we going?" asked Ally.  Ken told her and her
eyes widened in surprise.  "Sir, most of my clothes are still at
my mom's.  And even if they were here, I don't have anything that
would be appropriate..."

        "Nonsense," said Jane, "Let's take a quick shower and hit
the mall.  I *know* there will be something there."

        Ally, still not used to this, tried to beg off, but Jane
just gave her a look - one that Ken was coming to recognize, and
she backed off.  He really was going to have to find out what was
going on with these two.

        Twenty minutes later, they were heading for the mall. 
When they arrived Jane headed directly toward one of the higher
end stores.  Faster, than Ken would have believed possible, she'd
spent well over three hundred dollars on outfits for her and
Ally.  Ken, who was wearing nice slacks, a sports jacket and polo
shirt, wondered why he bothered.  As long as the two women were
near him, no one would be looking at him.

        Jane had chosen a deep blue dress - simple, but elegant.
The back plunged almost to her ass, and the front showed a lot of
her cleavage.  It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra,
because her firm breasts were clearly outlined by the clinging
material.  As were her pierced nipples.  The dress had a point on
the left side that went almost to her knee, but otherwise showed
a great deal of leg.  She added heels and her height, narrow
waist, large breasts and long, long legs would garner a great
deal of attraction tonight.

        Ally, being younger and smaller, and gotten a very short
black mini skirt.  Her top was a pearl colored, skin tight,
sleeveless pullover.  It accented her slim build, but the deep V
in the center made it very clear she wasn't wearing anything but
the top.  Of course, the fact that her hard nipples were faintly
visible also made that clear.

        Then it was off to Victoria's secret for nice panties and
stockings.  While they were waiting for Ally to finish choosing,
Ken looked at Jane.  He knew that she wasn't wearing a bra, but
her breasts had no sag at all.  She caught his gaze and smiled.

        "I don't understand it either.  They're as firm as they
were when I was sixteen - just a little larger."  Then she gave
him a wider grin, "More sensitive too."

        Ken filed that little nugget away for future
contemplation. Now that he thought about it, he realized that
both he and Jane were looking pretty damn good.  What little
extra padding he'd accumulated was gone, and she was looking very
firm and sleek.

        They were getting short on time by the time the girls
finished, but Ken had to admit that the wait was well worth it. 
He realized that they - all three of them, were getting looks
from some of the people in the store.  Some of them were pretty
hungry looks too. He made an effort to reduce his ... output for
lack of a better word.  He could see the effect the two of them
were having on Ally, whose eyes were sparkling and whose nipples
were easily seen through her thin top.  Others were taking notice
of them though, so it was definitely time to move on.

        They got the restaurant with ten minutes to spare.  Genie
was already there and waiting for them.  She was also looking
marvelously sexy.  It looked like short skirts were the uniform
of the day.  Gee, thought Ken, what a bummer.  She too was
wearing heels, however her legs were bare underneath the white
skirt she wore.  The tan top wasn't quite as revealing as what
Ally was wearing, but every bit as sexy.   It appeared that Genie
was wearing a camisole under the top rather than a bra.  Her C
cup breasts moved very nicely under the top.

        He noted that, despite the fact that nothing showed on
her face, she was disappointed to see Ally.  She'd been hoping
for more fun and games.

        Jane just jumped right in with a kiss and a hug for
Genie, followed by a very thorough kiss, which caused the woman
to flush to the top of her blouse.  Her breathing quickened
further when Ken also hugged her and kissed her, his tongue
dancing in her mouth reminding her of what it would feel like in
her pussy.  Her very, very wet pussy covered by the sticky
panties she'd been wearing all day in anticipation of... Ken
broke the kiss, and his deepening contact, and smiled at her.

        "Genie, I'd like you to meet Ally," said Ken by way of
introduction.

        Ally gave Genie a big smile and said, "Hmm, with the way
you guys said hello to her, I'm feeling a little left out."

        It was an obvious invitation to Genie, who picked up on
it after only a second or so of hesitation.

        "Why Miss Ally," she said in a fair imitation of a
Southern Bell, "We haardly know each other."

       "Maybe we should change that," said Ally.  Her grin got
even wider and she stepped close to Genie, gently offering
herself for a kiss.  She left it to Genie to make the move
though.  Genie was hesitant, not knowing how far to go with this
sweet little redhead.

        "Submissives!" said Jane in disgust.  "Kiss already!"

        Genie shot them a nervous grin, then bent her lips to
Ally's to share a tentative kiss.  Ally blushed deeply when they
parted, shy after her aggressive behavior.

        They headed into the restaurant.  Ken saw that his
assessment of people's reactions was correct; no one was taking
any notice of him whatsoever.

        The food was excellent and the conversation better.  Ken
mainly listened as the ladies spoke on a wide range of subjects.
They seemed to feed off each other's views and insights and Ken
learned a lot about the present state of the country.

        It wasn't that he'd been oblivious to what had been going
on. Just not very focused, and, he admitted somewhat shamefully,
disinterested in the direction that his country was going it. 
And from what they were saying, it was going in a very bad
direction.

        Ken had always kept an eye on things that effected
computers and the internet - giving several hundred dollars a
year to the EFF and other agencies working to keep the congress
critters complete ignorance of technology from destroying it.  He
was appalled though, at how the President had lied about so many
things and how he had flat out ignored the law on many occasions.
 It became obvious when Ken added what he'd been reading in the
news to the comments that the women were making, that there was
precious little separation of church and state anymore.  Not only
that, but women's rights were being underhandedly destroyed by
the creation of various bills to protect this and that.  Ken was
sickened.

        They were talking about marriage, when Ken interjected. 
"It seems to me that this, at least, should be clear cut."

        Jane snorted and looked at him.  "Right."

        "Really," he said.  "Christians and Muslims don't believe
in the same faith, but have no problem recognizing a marriage."

        "But the government..." began Genie.

        "Hold on," said Ken, raising his hand.  "I think that if
the Christian church doesn't want gay people to get married in
their faith, they have that right.  There are plenty of religions
that have no problem with gay marriage.  So the real problem is
that there's no separation of church and state - at least between
the Christian, Jewish and other large faiths and the state. 
Because the government shouldn't have the right to define
marriage - only the people involved should have that right.  All
the government should do is recognize the fact that those people
ARE married and act accordingly.  You know, by raising their
taxes and other things like that."

        They all chuckled.  Ken could read that Genie was
wondering if this was the time that she could bring up
relationships - specifically what kind of relationship he and
Jane, and most likely Ally, were sharing.

        "Speaking of that," he said, turning toward Genie, "I
promised you some information on the kind of arrangement Jane and
I and Ally have."

        Ally blushed and her heartbeat quickened from being
included in Ken's comment.  It made her feel loved in a way that
she'd never experienced.

        "Uh, yeah," said Genie as she looked from Ken to Ally. 
She was somewhat at a loss, since it seemed like he'd just picked
what she wanted to talk about right from her brain.  She
recovered and said, "I seem to remember you mentioning something
like that.  Of course, I was a bit distracted at the time."

        Jane reached over and took her hand and said, "Genie
dear, we'd just fucked your brains out."

        Genie looked guiltily in Ally's direction, but Ally just
smiled and shook her head.  "Don't look at me.  All they told me
was that someone was coming over. Apparently I got home too late
to join in."  Surprising herself she continued with, "More's the
pity." This time it was Genie's turn to blush.

        That started a round of discussion on the type of
relationship that Ally, Jane and Ken had. Jane billed herself as
a simple slave girl, at the mercy of Ken and Ally.  That comment
fooled exactly no one, but did open up the discussion of sexual,
and other, types of slavery.  Genie knew about Jane, of course,
but Ken could see she was burning with curiosity about Ally.  He
was a bit unsure of her place himself.  Not her place in their
relationship, but where she wanted to go with the whole slave
thing.

        When it came up, Jane just looked at Ally and said,
"She's still learning."

        "I think," said Ken, "That as time goes on, we'll become
a family.  Sort of a group marriage."

        "Oh," said Genie, "Like in the Heinlein stories."

        "Who?" asked Ken.

        That got him around of dirty looks.  He'd heard of the
author, but he preferred hardcore science fiction to the more
fluffy stuff.  He was frostily informed by his slave that he
really should think about reading some Heinlein as the man had
written many excellent SF books.  From the look in her eye, it
was obvious that some of those books would be making an
appearance in the study.

        The conversation turned to what Heinlein's views had been
on the subject of relationships. Ken thought that what he was
trying to build was very similar.

        "Thing is," said Ally, "People aren't really like that."

        Ken and Jane smiled and looked at her.  "We're like that,
Ally," he said gently.  She turned thoughtful for a moment.

        "I guess," she said.  "Sometimes it's hard for me to
forget all those years in church."

        "Ah," said Ken, "the Jealous God.  Thou shall love none
but Me.  Doesn't seem to fit with what we're trying to build,
does it?"

        Genie was silent.  Ken could feel her wondering where she
fit in with all this.  She had no idea what she felt about it. 
She liked Ken and Jane, and they had great sex.  Somehow, Ally
made her panties wetter almost every time she looked at her.  But
a relationship?  How would her parents feel if she ended up in
something like this?

        Ken said, "I know that we invited you to ... play with us
again.  But we recognize that knowing what you're playing with
might be a little disturbing to you. Ally wasn't with us the
other night, and if she had been, things might have been
different.  You might not be attracted to Ally..."

        "No!" broke in Genie, "that's not true."  She stopped
flushing darkly.  It was obvious from her vociferous outburst
that she was quite taken with the minx.  "I, uh..." she stopped,
covering her face in embarrassment.

        "Genie, I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable," Ken
said. "The point I was trying to make is that you don't have to
want to have sex with all of us.  Or enter into a relationship
with all of us - or even any of us.  But I can speak for Jane and
I when I say you are welcome to get to know us better and to
spend some play time with us."  He glanced at Ally, throwing the
ball in her court.  He knew how she felt, but didn't want to
speak for her.  She would have accepted it on one level, but
resented it on a much deeper one.

        Ally looked at Genie who was recovering from her
embarrassment and said softly, "I liked your kiss Genie."

      It was all she said, but the look in her eyes made Genie's
body flush with heat.  Her panties were now soaked enough that
she feared for her skirt and the hard little points of her
nipples were tenting her top.

        "Oh my God, you guys are gonna kill me."

        "Goddess," Ally corrected softly.

        "Huh?" asked Genie.

        "A conversation for another time," cut in Ken with a
smile. "Anyone for dessert?"

        There were yes's all around for that one.  He and Jane
plowed through their dessert while Ally and Genie ate a little
more sparingly.  Ken was noticing that the increase in his
appetite wasn't affecting his weight.  If anything, he'd trimmed
down.  Hmmm.

        Once dinner was finished and the bill paid, they got
ready to leave.  Genie was totally horny by this time.  Of
course, during dinner the women and flocked to the bathroom
together, which had kept her from being able to relieve herself
and now she was sure there was now a wet spot on the back of her
skirt.

        Once they were outside, Ken said to her, "Would you like
to come back to the house?"

        Genie had, in fact, come prepared to spend the night with
them.  The addition of Ally made her a little unsure, but
increased her desires, rather than dampening them.

        "I... don't want to intrude..." she began.

        "Genie, we just got finished explaining the situation. 
You're more than welcome," Ken said.

        "Genie," said Ally almost at the same time, "I do have my
own room.  You can have all the time you need with Ken and Jane
and I promise I won't mind."

        Genie could see she was sincere, but her heart quickened
and the heat returned to her body when the small teen touched her
arm.  She though she could detect the faintest hint of musk from
the other girl and it made her knees weak.  Not trusting herself
to speak, she just nodded and shortly found herself with an
armful of warm redhead.  Genie actually moaned as her mouth was
penetrated by Ally's tongue.

        "Well," said Jane dryly, "that settles that."

        "Do you mind if Jane drives your car to our place?" asked
Ken.

        Genie's brain was a little foggy now.  "Uh ... what?  No,
I don't care.  But I can just follow you guys."

        "You could," said Ken.  "But we have this little
tradition..."
      
      End part 22

	As always, thanks to MWTB for his help in going over the chapters.

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