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Chapter 47

Jane was waiting for him when he got to the bedroom.  Their
wife was still entertaining Eric and Sally in the play room.  While he
and Jane were waiting for Ari to finish, they discussed his talk with
Genie and Lea.

"No doubt about it," said Jane.  "I'll have to make sure we see
Annette and Gary this weekend.  I'll go tomorrow."

"I can take care of that," said Ken, "if you'd like to go
shopping with Tina and Ari.  Why don't you see if you can do a girl's
shopping trip?  Make sure that Sally goes with you.  She's still too
shy about leaving the mansion for my liking."

"I'll talk to Master Eric about it," replied Jane.  "You know
Ari's going to end up submitting to her sister.  That one's a Domme
just waiting to happen."

"Oddly enough," replied Ken, "she's very submissive toward
men."

"Uh-huh," said Jane.  "She's a very well-defined switch.  A sub
to males, and a Domme to women.  She's going to be a blast."

About a half hour later, a very satisfied Arianwen was
deposited in their room by Eric.  Eric, Ken thought as he watched the
big man carry her inside, had a take on suspension that was quite
interesting.  Mainly because he was holding the girl by a rope harness
with one hand.

"We're done with your slave," he said with a big grin, "where
do you want her?"

"Oh, just set her down anywhere.  I'll get to her eventually,"
grinned Ken.

Ari giggled as Eric gently set her down.   Ken was sure Ari
would have thanked Eric in a less garbled manner, but the ball gag in
her mouth kept her from uttering more than a "ank oo".  Eric kissed the
teen's forehead, then left.

Ken rose from the bed and walked around Ari.  She had been tied
into a little ball, but he could see stripes on her ass and on what
little of her breasts that were exposed.  Apparently, they'd washed her
down -- which was a good thing, considering what they'd been doing to
her.

"Well, my darling wife, shall we untie you?  Or would you
prefer that we left you like that until tomorrow?" asked Ken as he
removed the ball gag.

"Whatever Master wishes," replied Arianwen after stretching her
jaw.  She really wasn't all that uncomfortable, despite being tied so
tightly.  The strict bondage gave her a low buzz of arousal.

"What," asked Jane, kneeling at her wife's head and pulling it
back by her hair.  Ari winced a little.  "if your Master decides to
deposit you in your sister's room for the evening?"

Ari's breath caught, but rather than the panic and upset that
comment would have engendered earlier in the evening, accompanied by a
lot of denied lust, Ari just felt embarrassed.  And aroused, of course.
She knew she couldn't hide her feelings from her husband and wife.

"If... Master wishes."

"Don't worry love.  You're safe -- for now anyway.  Why don't we
untie you so you can come to bed?"  replied Ken.

He and Jane untied the girl, and Ken carried her over to the
bed.  She had a large number of welts on her small breasts, but that
was just fine with her.  Ari loved intense breast play. They stoked and
petted the teen, who quickly fell asleep.  He and Jane followed soon
after.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As was becoming usual, Ken was joined by Ari and Jane when he
started his workout the next morning.  By the time they finished, it
was getting on toward late morning.  Ken knew that everyone else was
awake, and he was interested in what Ari was going to wear while they
were in the mansion today.  He could have ordered her to remain nude,
but decided not to.

Sally had reverted to form and was wearing only an apron as she
cooked.  Ken kissed her good morning -- very thoroughly -- and smiled
at Tina.  He could see that Tina was a bit confused.  The kiss had been
very ... intimate ... and she knew that Eric was Sally's husband.  She
also felt a little bit jealous.

Genie wandered in, naked and yawning, followed shortly by Bill
and Eric who, like Ken, were wearing shorts.  Jane came downstairs
wearing only her skin.  Tina stared at her piercings, although she
tried hard not to, and shifted in her seat, hoping her suddenly-hard
nipples weren't getting noticed.  She was starting to feel out of
place, even though all she had on was a long t-shirt.  She watched
rather hungrily as Jane thoroughly kissed everyone -- including Sally
and Genie.  Jane smiled at her and  gently caressed her cheek.  Tina
blushed, recognizing somehow that the caress was not one that would be
granted a child.

Tina was introduced to Bill and Genie, which had to have been
one of the odder experiences in her life.  Usually, she was only
introduced to people who were wearing clothes.  Well, Bill wasn't
naked, but she suspected that eventually she'd be seeing him without
clothes.

Arianwen came down a short time later.  Tina stared at her
sister's naked body -- she couldn't help it.  Her nipples stiffened,
and she started to get very wet looking at Ari's nipple rings.  Vague
ideas of taking them in her teeth and gently pulling crossed her mind.
She could almost feel her sister squirming as she rubbed her finger
over Ari's almost-naked sex, coating it with her wetness.  Tina
imagined bringing that finger to her lips and tasting her sister for
the first time...

A glass shattered in the sink, startling all of them except Ken
and Jane who'd both been tapped into Tina.  Tina had no way of knowing
how her little fantasy was affecting her sister.  While Ari still
refused to tune in to Tina, so to speak, Tina was projecting the
fantasy so strongly that Ari could hardly help but pick up on at least
the feelings behind it.

The breaking glass startled Tina, as well; she jumped, then
looked at Ari.

"Ally, are you okay?" she asked.

After taking a deep breath and trying to control herself, Ari
responded, "Yeah.  Sorry, the glass must have slipped."

Sally got up and shooed Ari away from the sink, telling her to
eat while she cleaned up the glass.  Ari sat down near, but not next,
to Tina, who was still watching her, eyes wide.  She was obviously
dying to ask Ari about the piercings.  Ari was trying to compose
herself.  Knowing that her sister wanted to play with her was
unsettling.

"Tina," said Jane gently, "don't forget that it's 'Ari' now."

"Oh, I'm sorry," said the girl.

"Don't worry, sis.  It took me a little while to get used to it,
as well,"  smiled Ari.  Only those who had come to know her well knew
how overly-controlled she was at this moment.

They talked about their plans for the day, and all the girls,
except Sally, were excited about a girl's only shopping trip.  Ken
offered to let them take the X5 so they'd have enough room, while Eric
offered to watch the baby so Sally didn't have an excuse not to go.

"But what about feeding time?" she asked, referring to the fact
that she was breast feeding.  "I hardly think you'll be able to do
that.  I'll just stay here."

Eric smiled at his wife. "We have a pump, dear, and I'm sure
that you'll have time to make his lunch before you go."

Sally was about to protest when Ken said, "I think that's an
excellent idea."

Sally looked startled, but it was obvious from Ken's tone that
she was going on the shopping trip, and that was that.

While they were cleaning up, Ken pulled Genie aside.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked.

"Really great," she said flashing him a smile.

"Do you think you can wait for that explanation until a little
later today?  I have the feeling that there's more than one person
who's going to need it."

"I think so.  Things have been fine today -- er, except for
that little incident with Tina.  That was so strange; I got the feeling
that she was having a really strong fantasy about Ari."  She snorted.
"Now, of course, *I* can't get the image of the two of them out of my
head."

"Yeah, well, that's something they're gonna have to work out.
I almost wish I was going with you guys on the shopping trip," he
grinned.

~~~~~~~~~~

A few hours later, they all went their separate ways.  Bill,
Eric and Christine went to the lab.  The ladies went shopping.  Before
they left, Ken pulled Jane aside and told her to keep things under
control with Ari and Tina.  Then he pulled Ari and Sally aside and told
them to keep a close eye on Genie.

Ken went to see Gary and Annette.  When he arrived at the shop,
Annette was waiting for him, but Gary was not there.  And she WAS
waiting for him, something she made clear by being on her knees in the
showroom, with her forehead to the ground, when he arrived.  Ken could
see she was in the same condition as Genie.

She said nothing as he walked into the room and squatted in front of
her.  It was obvious, to him anyway, that she knew who he was before
he'd even entered the room.

"Where's Gary?" he asked.

"He needed some air," she said, sniffling.

"Look at me," said Ken, "I don't want to talk to the back of
your head."

Annette rose until she was kneeling straight.  Her eyes were
red from crying and her face was pale.

"What happened?" asked Ken.

Annette told him.  Ever since the ritual, she'd been getting
these feelings.  She'd never felt more owned by Gary in her life and
wanted to serve him any way she could.  She could feel how much he
loved her, and of course, she loved him.  Their play in the last day or
so had been very intense -- so intense, that usually she'd have bruises
for a week.  Annette didn't mind that; rather the opposite.  However,
when they'd gotten up this morning, she didn't have a mark on her,
anywhere.

Gary freaked and told her he needed some time.

She knew he didn't have any idea that she knew how freaked out
he was.  She thought he wouldn't leave her, but somehow, something had
changed inside of her, and she was afraid that when he found out what
was happening to her, he would leave her.  In addition to everything
else, she was upset because she didn't know what was happening to her.

Ken suspected that Annette was integrating the emotions she was
getting from Gary into her own thoughts and blowing things out of
proportion.  She didn't realize just how much she was reading from
Gary, and was most likely misinterpreting what she was getting.  Of
course, there was no way for her to know what was going on inside
herself.

Ken sighed.  "Annette, I don't think Gary would leave you, no
matter what.  But I think it would be a good idea for you both to come
by the mansion after you guys close the shop.  You and I need to talk,
and Gary and I need to talk, as well."

"It will be up to Master Gary," said Annette.  "I don't know
what he had planned."

"Where is he now?"

"There's a bar right down the street.  He likes to play pool
there, and the guys down there like him," she replied.  Ken saw that
Gary had shared Annette's charms with a few of the guys and their subs.
Not many, as Gary was very protective of Annette.

"What's the name?  I'll go and talk to him now."

"Uh, Sir, that might not be a good idea.  They kinda don't
like outsiders and can get a little rough on people they don't want in
the bar."

"I'm sure Gary will let them know I'm his friend.  What's the
name of the place?"

Annette hesitated.  She wasn't sure that Gary would be as
welcoming to Ken as he thought.  She had the feeling that Gary was
annoyed with Ken, even though she had no idea why.

"The name, Annette," said Ken.

She told him and he left.  As it turned out, he didn't really
need the name.  There was only one bar in the direction he headed.
There was a line of very nice Harleys parked in front of the place.  He
sighed and walked in.

The bar was dim and pretty smoky.  Some kind of hard rock music was
coming out of speakers tucked somewhere up in the rafters.  He spotted
Gary at a pool table and started to walk toward him.  He stopped when a
very large man stepped in front of him.

He looked up at the guy who had to be close to seven feet
tall.  He was bald, wearing a dangling earring, an open leather vest,
jeans and boots.  Gary looked up and saw Ken there, but made no move to
come over to him.  He did, however, continue to watch.

"Hey, man, this is a private party," smiled the big guy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize that.  Would it be okay if I just
spoke to my friend over there?"

Ken had the feeling that they guy wasn't really interested in
a fight, he just wanted to play Scare The Yuppie.  Ken didn't consider
himself a yuppie.  He was dressed in shorts and a tee shirt.  On the
other had, it was obvious that he wasn't a biker.

"Like I said, private party.  You don't know anyone here."

At that point, Gary put down his stick and started to walk
over.  Ken caught his eye and shook his head.  Gary gave him a look
that said, "it's your funeral" and backed away.

Ken grinned at the big man in front of him.  For some reason,
he felt it was important that he pass whatever test these guys were
posing.  A lot of the crowed was looking at them now.

"I think I do.  Would you like me to point him out?"

The guy grunted and smiled.  Ken had passed the first test by
not running away.  But, it wasn't over yet.  Ken knew what was coming.

The big man slowly and menacingly reached behind his back and
pulled out a black case.  He was doing his best to look like he was
going to take Ken apart with something evil.  Ken knew better.

The case opened, and inside there was two sets of darts.  Had
Ken not reacted the way he did, he would have run into the two guys
who'd walked up behind him when the big guy reached for the case.
They'd have held him until the case was opened, showing him the darts.
Then they would have thrown him out of the bar, laughing their asses
off.

"Why don't we make a little bet," came the big guy's gravelly
voice, "I bet you don't know anyone here.  First one to miss the
bulls-eye is wrong."

Ken reached for one of the darts.  They were nicely balanced.
He glanced over at the board, which was a good twenty feet away, then
turned his attention back to the big man.  Smiling, he flicked his
wrist.  The dart sailed through the air and struck the red bulls-eye
dead center, burying itself deep into the board.

Still smiling, Ken said, "Your turn."

"You gotta be fuckin' kiddin me!" said the man.   He walked
over to the board to verify that the dart was indeed, dead center.
Then he turned back to Ken.  "So who's yer friend?"

"I got it, Knife," said Gary as he walked over to Ken.

Rather than just greeting him, Gary stood in front of Ken and
looked at him with wary eye.  Ken could feel the uncertainty in the
other man.

"Gary," he said softly, "it's still me.  I'm the same guy
you've been hanging with for weeks.  I came down here because I found
Annette in tears in the store."

The man swore and looked over at the pool table.   "You as
good at pool as you are at darts?"

Ken snorted, "Not hardly."

"Let's play."

They set up the rack and Ken broke, sinking exactly nothing.
Pool was not his game.  He didn't do too badly, but he still had two
balls on the table by the time Gary sank the eight.   The game was
played in silence.

While they played, two of the women came over and set beers
down on the table for them.  Ken looked at the women.  One was quite
heavy with large breasts, the other small, thin and obviously not yet
eighteen, never mind twenty-one.   He was attracted to neither, despite
the fact that he found the younger one physically attractive.  Or,
rather, the senses that he was starting to associated with his position
as High Priest didn't ping on either of them, though he would have
happily taken the young one for a little play time.

When they finished, he and Gary sat down and two more beers
appeared at the table.  Ken said nothing.

"Annette scared the shit out of me this morning," said Gary.

"She's still the same woman that she's always been, Gary,"
said Ken.

"Yeah?  Then how come there wasn't a mark on her this morning
when we woke up?  She doesn't bruise easily, but I tell you her tits
were bleeding last night when we got finished."  He shook his head.
"And that's another thing.  We never play that hard -- I don't consider
it safe.  But somehow I knew that she'd do anything I wanted her to and
get off on it in a big, big way.  It kinda got the better of me."

Ken knew that Gary was very upset by the entire situation.
What he considered his lack of control, the fact that Annette could
make him lose himself like that, and the fact that there wasn't a mark
on her this morning.

"Gary, she's still the same woman," said Ken.  That wasn't
exactly true, but it was in all the ways that counted.

"Bullshit, man!  She's like you guys now, whatever the hell
that is."

"I assure you, that if you really don't like how she's
changed, for you, she'll abandon her new ... abilities ... and
everything will go back the way it was," replied Ken.

Gary looked away from Ken, his eyes searching the bar as he
thought of how strong Jane was.  If *she* was that strong, how strong
was Ken?  He'd never really seen Ken do much of anything out of the
ordinary, except display an amazing amount of sexual prowess.  But now,
as he thought about how Ken moved, it was obvious that the man had
other skills.  Take the stunt with the dart.  Hell, Ken had barely even
glanced at the target, then hit it dead center while staring at Knife.
Gary wasn't stupid, and figured that if Ken had those skills, he had
others.  He could be a very dangerous person to piss off.  For the
first time, Ken felt someone actually fear him, and found that he
didn't like it.  Not at all.

Too much shit was piling up, starting with the congressman's
harassment.  He was going to lose his business if that shithead
wouldn't leave him alone.  And now, on top of everything else, Annette
was turning into some weird alien.

"Gary," said Ken, "do you remember Lea's kiss?"

Remember it?  Hell he couldn't forget it.  There was an echo of
it every time he kissed Annette.  Gary nodded.

"This is difficult, I know," said Ken.  "Are you still
interested in Lea?"

Gary looked back at him.  "Interested how?"

He started to get himself together.  Ken had never made the least move
to indicate he was a violent person.  He could have handled the games
with Knife a lot differently, but he went right along with the game.
Well, mostly.

"Like, in who she is," replied Ken

"Don't you mean 'what'"?

"That too."

"She's the cause of all this, isn't she?"

Ken nodded as a shadow fell over the table.

"I want a rematch," said its owner.

"Not now, Knife," said Gary.  "Besides, you don't have a
prayer."

"How about a little wager?" asked the big man, looking at Ken.

"Knife..." began Gary.

"Your name is Knife?" asked Ken.

"Yeah.  It's a nickname, 'cuz I like sharp metal things,"
grinned the man.  "Now, how about that bet?"

Gary actually burst out laughing, and Ken knew he was
remembering the wagers he'd lost against him.

"Can you give us a minute?" asked Ken, "We're talking...
business."

"No, no, that's okay.  Go beat Knife.  Have fun."  Gary said as
he started to rise.

"Gary," Ken said, "this is important."  He glanced at Knife and
said, "I'll take your bet, but Gary and I need to finish up, alright?"

"You're on," said Knife who grinned and walked away.

"You didn't even ask what it was," said Gary.  "That wasn't
smart, in this place.  The guys have an interesting sense of humor
here.  You might lose even if you win."

"I'm sure I'll survive," he paused, unsure of how to restart the
conversation.

"So, about Lea," Gary prompted.

Ken sipped more beer and nodded.  "Yes.  You're right.  She is
the cause of all this.  I warned you that she ... changes people. "

"Yeah, but I didn't think you meant literally."

"I know.  And the changes aren't only physical.  Gary, you have
to have an open mind about this.  Otherwise, you're not going to
believe a word I say."

"I'm listening."

Ken gave him a very brief overview of what had happened to him
since he'd met Lea.  He explained that she was a Goddess of a very old
religion.  Ken talked for almost an hour while Gary sat and listened.

"Either you're full of shit or you're not.  Given that I can see
proof of what you're talking about, I'm inclined to give you the
benefit of the doubt.  But it's still pretty hard to swallow."

"I know, believe me, I know.  Life has gotten very complex in
the last few months.  Why don't you come back to the mansion and stay
the weekend?  We really need to talk to Annette, who is freaking out
because of what's happening to her.  You're her solidity, and if you
abandon her, she's going to have a very hard time of it."

"I wouldn't abandon Annette," protested Gary.

"I hope not."  Ken stood, "It's time I got out of here.  Will
you come back with me?" he said offering his hand.

Gary took it as he stood and shook it firmly.  "You might be
crazy," said the man, "but you're still a good guy.  Why don't you go
beat Knife so we can get out of here?"

Ken walked up to where Knife was waiting for him.

"What's the bet?" he asked.

"A blowjob," replied Knife with a grin.

That took Ken by surprise.  Everybody broke out laughing at
Ken's confusion.

"Yeah, you gotta look out for old Knife.  He likes sticken' his
cock into anything warm and wet, don't much matter who," said one guy
in a greasy tee-shirt.

"Or what," quipped someone.

Knife grinned and said, "Of course, I don't give blowjobs.  If
you get lucky enough to win, you get yours from one of these girls."

Ken looked at the women.  None of them pinged his radar, so to
speak, and he found only one of them to be attractive.  A short,
somewhat heavyset blonde woman with small breasts.  She saw Ken
checking her out and grinned.

"Fine," he said.  "You picked the terms, I pick the game."

Knife thought for a moment, then said shrugged.  "Sure.  But
this time you gotta use skill, not luck.  Every shot gets called."

"Agreed," replied Ken.  "Around the world.  I don't have a lot
of time and it shouldn't take too long.  Also, you run until you miss,
and I go first."

"Pushy little bastard," said someone from the crowd.  Knife was
still confident, so he nodded.  He almost never missed, and so figured
that as soon as Ken did, he was in.  That bulls-eye thing had to have
been luck.

Ken's first throw hit the triple twenty, the next a triple
seventeen and the next a triple fourteen.  As he walked to retrieve his
darts, Knife began to think that he might not get his shot.   Ken did
miss, once, but he'd gotten far enough that Knife couldn't catch up.
By the time that Ken dropped a second dart in the double bull, the
whole bunch of them were laughing and cheering him on.  Even the blonde
was grinning.

"Sorry, Knife, I don't much like the taste of cum.  Well, guy
cum anyway," said Ken, retrieving his darts.

Knife was very surprised.  Rarely had he been beaten so soundly.

"Like you," smiled Ken, "I love edged weapons.  I used to play a
lot of darts."

Then the crowd started chanting, "Blow job, blow job, blow job!"

The blonde tossed her hair as she became the center of
attention, knelt at Ken's feet and started undoing his shorts.  Ken was
surprised, even though he shouldn't have been.  He seriously considered
begging off, but knew that being accepted here meant he should really
let her suck his dick.  While everyone watched.  As she released his
thick organ, which rapidly rose to the occasion, there were a number of
catcalls and some clapping.

"Guess you got your work cut out for you, eh, Kelly?"

"Yeah," joked another guy, "looks like she's finally gonna get
some real meat, instead of that worm Knife calls a cock."

Knife grinned and said, "You didn't complain the last time I
reamed your asshole with it."  His voice went up an octave, "Ooo, Knife
-- it's too big!"

The banter went on while Kelly gave him a pretty good blow job.
Ken, being in tune with her, knew how to make the experience pleasant
for her as well and grabbed her hair, holding it while he came in her
mouth.  When he finished, Kelly tilted her head back, showing everyone
his load, then made a big show of swallowing, while everyone clapped.
Ken put himself away so he could get out of there.

Knife put is massive paw out, and Ken clasped it.  "You're
alright," said the man.

"Thank," said Ken.  "Keep practicing.  Maybe next time I'll
bring my wife along.  I bet she'd love to give you a blow job in the
middle of a bar."

On the walk back to the shop, Gary was pretty pensive.   When
they arrived, they found Annette kneeling, waiting for them.  Or rather
Gary.  She was paying no attention to Ken at all.  She quickly bent and
put her forehead on the floor.  She was naked, and Ken felt Gary's
desire for her rise.  He also felt how deeply he loved this woman.
Gary sat down on the floor and pulled her into his lap, brushing away
the tears from her face.  Ken slipped out the door and headed home.

When he arrived home, the girls were back from their trip, but
Eric and Bill had gone out -- apparently for some computer hardware,
then to stop off to see Eric's dad.

"So, how did everything go?" asked Ken.

"Fine," replied Jane.  "I think we ended up getting clothes
that were a little more racy than what Tina usually wears.  Ari seemed
to handle things well, Sally had a good time and Genie?  Well, she's
discovering more of her power."

"Oh?"

"Yup," grinned Jane.  "I was able to follow a little fantasy
she had of a couple of guys in one of the stores.  They were in there,
getting stuff for their girlfriends, and Genie asked if they'd like her
to model the panties.  One of them said that'd be fine, if that's all
she was going to wear, and the next thing I know, she's got both of
them pulled into a fantasy.  Anal/vaginal DP is something she really
likes.  Apparently, so did the guys."

Ken grinned.  So, Genie liked the whole DP thing, eh?  Well,
no worries there -- he was sure they'd be able to help her out.

"How did Tina do?"

"Tina spent a bunch of time with four Priestesses.  She almost
spontaneously came several times.  Ari was having a bit of difficulty,
because Tina was teasing her brains out.  On purpose.  Tina is actually
trying to seduce her sister."

"Genie doesn't really know what's going on with herself yet,
and I don't know that she'll accept us when she does," said Ken.  "How
did Ari handle everything?"

"It'd be better if she just gave in.  That way you could train
Tina as a Domme, and she could play with Ari."

"I don't think that'd be the smartest move.  At least, not
right now.  I rather doubt that, fantasies aside, Tina is ready for
that kind of sex play.  She doesn't know anything at all about it."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that, Master," said Jane.  "And
considering her fantasies, Ari's not her only target."  Jane grinned
and continued, "She's got it for you just as bad."

Ken shook his head as his naked wife padded out to the pool.
After seeing that just she and Tina were out there, he decided to spend
some time in the study.  Especially when he saw that Tina was only
wearing a very small thong with no top.

Gary and Annette arrived around six to stay for the weekend.  They
were introduced to Tina, and Ken explained that she'd be living here
now.  Gary noticed that all the women except Tina were nude, and that
she had remained topless.  He thought that it was a little odd that a
fifteen year old would do that.  Ken could have told him that Tina was
in the first blush of an exhibitionist phase.

Ken also noticed that Ari acted the way she normally did
around Annette, kissing her deeply when she arrived and often being
near her.  He watched Tina watch them and eye Annette as if she was a
rival for her sister's attentions.  Tina also looked surprised when she
saw that Annette was unshaven under her arms.  She frowned when the two
of them disappeared for a half hour.  At least Ari had remembered to
ask for Gary's permission first.

When dinner was over, Ken, Gary, Annette, Jane, Genie and
Arianwen retired to the study and shut the doors.  It was time for some
explanations.
         
         End Chapter 47

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