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The Knights of St. Jillian. Part Six by A. J. Deacon. 
 codes t/F ttt/F bd con rom

Copyright 2005 by A. J. Deacon. All rights reserved!
No portion of this story may be reproduced by any
means anywhere but here.  Please contact me for
permission to post or use anywhere else. Al J. Deacon 
deacon_al_j@yahoo. ca 
The story should not be read by anyone under the legal
age to read sexually explicit stories, or by anyone in
a location where it is illegal to read such stories.

	The Knights of Saint Jillian.....Part Six  The First
Day of the Rest of My Life 
	
	"Breakfast should be just about ready," John's father
said when we joined him as we walked through the
connecting door into the house. The limo was parked in
the bay closest to the house, so we only had a few
steps to go. Once through the door, I followed on my
hands and knees, ignored as John and his father
carried on a conversation in whispers. This was a huge
house! We walked for many minutes, through large rooms
before we reached the breakfast nook, as they referred
to it. John's mother, a very beautiful and elegant
lady, stood up from her seat at the breakfast table as
we entered the room.

	"Oh, there you are. You made good time. I
congratulate you John. I watched on the internet, and
everything was so seamless I couldn't tell when you
switched over to the recording, even though I was
looking for it." She gave each of her two men a big
hug and a kiss.

	"We watched the explosion on the lap-top in the limo.
How did it look on the bigger screen?" John asked his
mother.

	"Horrific!  Even though I was watching for it. I had
to keep telling myself that it wasn't real and that
firecracker wasn't big enough to cause more than a few
burns. Stand up and let me have a good look at you, my
dear," she added addressing me. I stood as proudly as
I could. I tried to examine her as she examined me.
"Yes, very beautiful, much more lovely in person, but
then the image on the computer was never that large so
that you could get a really good look." It didn't seem
to phase her, that her seventeen year old son was
holding the leash attached to the collar on the neck
of this beautiful naked thirty something woman. "Well
lets have breakfast, all of you must be starved after
your adventure." The table was only set for three, so
I went back down on my hands and knees, and then knelt
at my master's feet. I positioned myself so that John
was between me and his mother, and we were across the
table from his father. The mother rang a small crystal
bell and an older woman entered carrying a tray. She
saw me but didn't make any sign that she did.

	"I'll need some time for my interview with Jill. I
think Sunday right after lunch, until three o'clock.
Is that alright with you John?"

	"Sure," he answered as he was turned towards me as he
hand fed me some scrambled egg on a wedge of toast,
"whatever, I'm sure I'll be ready for a rest by then."
He laughed.

	"Now don't be crude, son," his father  interjected,
"We discussed this already. Your mother needs to make
an assessment of Jill's condition so an effective
rehabilitation program can be undertaken. We agreed
that you may keep her here as your slave, until her
rehabilitation has reached the point that we are
convinced that this sort of life is what she truly
wants for herself."

	"I'm sorry dad, I wasn't trying to be crude. I meant
that from what she has told me so far, It'll be all I
can do to keep up with her need for orgasm."


	"I see," his mother added, "and what have you got
planned for today?"

	"Well, right after breakfast, we're going to need
some sleep. I might have to give her one of those
sleeping pills you prescribed for her, then for the
afternoon, three of the knights are coming over. We'll
spend the afternoon by the pool."

	"I see. Well it's wise not to try to keep her
satisfied all by yourself. I'll alert the staff so
they won't be embarrasses by what they see," the
mother answered. They were talking about me as if I
wasn't even there.  His mother must be some sort of a
doctor, and they wanted to rehabilitate me. They were
going to give me a choice if I wanted to remain a
slave. and most importantly of all, other boys were
going to use my body. Was I that badly addicted, that
a normally healthy seventeen year boy couldn't keep me
satisfied?  "Just make sure all the boys use condoms.
We don't know if she's on any sort of birth control,
and with other boys taking part, there's always the
danger of disease."

	"Yes mom, dad and I already discussed all that. I
have hundreds on hand already."

	"So what's going to happen on Saturday, son?" His
father asked.

	"I'll be taking her shopping for some clothes in the
morning," the mother interrupted. "We'll get an early
start, and we should be back home in time for lunch.
What did you have planned for the after noon John?"

	"Some other knights will be here for the afternoon.
We'll be by the pool again.  That's pretty much the
schedule for the rest of the summer. We'll do
something just the two of us, in the mornings, then
there will be some knights here to spell me off for
the afternoon. It'll be just the two of us again most
evenings"

	"That sounds like a good plan," his mother said. "How
many of the knights have you enlisted all together?"

	"Besides me, all nine of the knights will take part.
They're all guys I know very well, and they're all
over sixteen," John said, addressing me for a change.
"We've formed a sort of club. We call ourselves the
Knights of  Saint Jillianne. We have a rotating
schedule so every one knows when it's his turn to do
his duty to our fair lady." So on the conversation
went. They were planning how my life was to unfold in
the near future, and all of it without any input from
me. For my part, other than the fact that I was to
become the sexual play thing for ten teenage boys,
most of the conversation didn't even register. Other
people had been making all the decisions in my life
for so long, I was used to it by now. I concentrated
on eating what my master fed me from his own hands,
and thought about the three new boys that were going
to have free use of my body for the afternoon.

	After he decided we had enough to eat, my master
stood up, excused himself from the table, went over
and kissed his mom on the cheek, and wished both his
parents a good day at work. I followed him on my hands
and knees through the huge house to his bedroom. I was
an only child, so I had no direct experience of what a
typical teen-aged boy's bedroom should look like. From
what I heard from some of the girls I went to school
with who had brothers, John's was probably in the same
condition. It was a mess.  We ended up on the unmade
bed, and after enjoying each other's bodies for about
an hour, during which I had several very satisfying
orgasms, we fell asleep.

	I awoke some time later, needing to relieve myself. I
was almost shocked when I found John's bathroom, it
was just as big a mess as the bedroom. After I emptied
my bladder, I found myself cleaning up the bathroom.
In about half an hour, I had it in pretty good shape.
Not up to my usual standards of cleanliness, but a
huge improvement just the same. I entered the bedroom
with an arm load of soiled towels and miscellaneous
articles of clothing and filled the laundry hamper.
Just as I was about to start picking up the clothes
strewn about the bedroom, the clock radio came on.
When my master opened his eyes, I was kowtowing  on
the floor beside his bed.

	"What are you doing down there?"

	"I had to relieve myself master, and I didn't have
permission to get back into your bed."

	"You didn't have permission to leave it in the first
place," he laughed. "Get that gorgeous body back up
here!" I obeyed as quickly as I could. "Look," he
continued after I was snuggling against him, "you
don't need permission to get into my bed. At least not
when I'm not able to give it. You don't need
permission to go to the bathroom either. That doesn't
mean that you can do what you like anytime. When you
are with a master, you should always ask permission
for everything, even speaking, but when you are by
yourself, you don't need permission to do anything as
long as you don't violate any of the rules."

	"What are my rules, master?"

	"Well the first and most important rule is that
unless I have something more important to do, and we
have privacy, then my prick should be hard and inside
one of your holes as often as possible."

	"Oh yes master," I said as I moved my body so that I
could take his penis in my mouth. We made love to each
other for the next half hour. Yes, love. For the first
time in a very long time,  I didn't just have sex. I
made love to my master and he made love to me.

	"You've been busy I see," John said when we entered
the bathroom to shower.

	"Yes master, I hope you don't mind."

	"No not really, but you shouldn't have had to do
that. I guess I'm not a very good host, bringing a
guest into a messy room. But, I have been very busy
rescuing a fair damsel in distress."

	"Oh no master, Don't feel bad about it. You have me
now, It is a slave's responsibility to keep her
master's surroundings clean."

	"That's not why I wanted to bring you here."

	"I know master, but I am here, and I am a slave. I
can be so much more than just being a sex object for
you master. I'd consider it a reason for severe
punishment it I failed to keep your room clean master,
and your clothes too. You can even tell your mother
that I'm willing to do house work to pay for my keep."

	"Then you'd be just another maid. Mom and dad have
made it quite clear. There is to be absolutely no sex
with the household staff." He laughed.

	"Oh, I see. That wouldn't do, will it? How come the
household staff don't clean up in your rooms?"

	"My parents think it builds character for a boy to
have to keep his own room clean. I don't have to do my
own laundry, as long as I remember to put whatever
needs washing in the laundry hamper." There was no
further discussion about the matter as we busied
ourselves cleaning each other's bodies. After the
shower, I convinced my master to allow me fifteen
minutes, to do as much work as I could, cleaning up
the room while he watched. He enjoyed watched my naked
body move and bend and turn. While I cleaned we
carried on a conversation. I learned that John had an
older brother, named Harold, who had just graduated
from law school. He was currently somewhere in Europe,
back packing his way across the continent.  Harry had
his own condo in the city. He would begin working for
the family law firm upon his return from overseas. He
had a lot of work to do in the next couple of years as
he prepared to pass the bar exam, so we wouldn't be
seeing too much of him.  I was to show Harry every
respect, but I was not to consider myself at his beck
and call. While I was expected to instantly grant any
request from John and any of the knights, this didn't
apply to his brother, unless John decides to lend me
to him for a time. At the end of the fifteen minutes
the room looked a lot better, and we shared a quick
little orgasm. To my surprise it was more for his
benefit than mine. 

	I knelt and helped him put on a pair of swimming
trunks, then he fastened my wrists behind my back.
"Since I prefer the thought of you being a helpless
damsel rather than a pet, I will keep your hands like
that as much as possible. There'll be no more crawling
around on your hands and knees. I want your beauty
displayed as much as possible. I want you to stand
proud. You are the most beautiful work of art in this
house and I am so proud to own you," my master said as
he attached a leash to my collar and led me out of the
room. "The other knights should be here in a few
minutes," John said. "We'll go and wait for them by
the pool.  You will address the other knights as sir.
Sir Harry or Sir George, or Sir what ever their first
names are. Since I am your master, I an the only one 
you will  address as master. That only applies when
we're alone or only with my family or the other
knights. If there are others around you will address
me as sir."

	"Won't it seem strange for a woman my age to be
calling a much younger man as sir?"

	"Probably, but we'll let the listeners draw their own
conclusion. The same thing goes for the other knight.
You will always address them as sir, no matter where
we are, or who's listening."

	"Am I to address you in public as Sir John, or just
sir?"

	"Which ever meets the occasion. If it's just you and
me, sir will do, but if we're with some of the other
knights, and you need to indicate which one of us you
are speaking to, then you will have to use Sir John, I
guess." By this time we had reached the pool. It was
huge. Olympic size! And it was an indoor pool. The
lower half of the roof and the outside wall were
glass. Sliding glass doors were built into the wall at
regular intervals, which led to a terrace. 

	As we stopped to look out I could see that the house
was located at the head of a broad valley. Beyond the
terrace, there was a wide expanse of lawn, then a
forest that seemed to stretch for a mile or more,
Beyond the forest further down the valley, farmland
stretched for miles. Finally way off in the distance
on the shore I could just make out the familiar
skyline of the city. I now had a pretty good idea of
where we were. My old home lay beyond the ridge to our
left. I remembered now that this area of the country
was always referred to as Billionaires' Row. John's
parents must be very wealthy. "The view of the city at
night is awesome," John was saying. "But since we can
see them, they can also see us. It's not too far
fetched to believe that someone in one of those
buildings has a very high powered telescope pointed
this way. For that reason there will be no nudity
outside these door, on the terrace. The trees block
the view from the lawn however, so it's OK to be naked
on the grass. It's impossible to see in through this
glass, so it's very private in here."

	We walked all around the pool and came to an area
where the deck was much wider. A bar was built at the
corner, and there were a dozen tables grouped in the
area. Four chairs were at each table. At least another
dozen tables were just outside the glass wall on the
terrace. These tables each had an umbrella, although
folded for now, and four chairs. "We can serve a
hundred people an informal meal in this area. Both mom
and dad each host several get-togethers of different
groups as fund raisers for different causes each year.
Even the governor has been here on more than one
occasion."

	"Your parents must be very socially active."

	"Yes you could say that," he laughed. "The very
pillars of society. I wonder what the media would say
if it ever got out that the son of this prominent
couple kept a naked sex slave," he continued laughing.

	"Oh yes master, that would be awful. We'll have to be
very careful."

	"It's not your problem," he answered with a smile.
"We've already discussed it. As long as we don't do
anything stupid, nobody will find out. People will
know we have a special relationship, but never the
nature of the relationship. We will be seen together
in public. Sometimes just the two of us, but often
with some of the other knights. We'll let people draw
their own conclusions.  Are you hungry," John asked
when we reached the buffet table? The staff had laid
out a rather generous feast of rolls, cold cuts,
salads, fruit, and pastry. It looked to be more than
enough to feed the four teenage boys and me for the
afternoon.

	"Yes I'm starting to be master." John took a chunk of
cheese from the plate and popped it into his mouth.
After chewing it for a bit, he grabbed the back of my
head and drew me into a kiss. During the passionate
kiss, he transferred the half chewed food into my
mouth. "Thank you master," I said breathlessly after
swallowing . "Could we try some of the smoked salmon,"
I asked smiling?  We were in the middle of
transferring the fish when I heard a gasp behind me.

	"Hi guys," John said breaking the kiss. I turned to
see three stunned but very handsome young men. The
three knights were dressed the same. I assumed it was
a uniform of sorts. They were all in black, athletic
shoes, slacks, turtle necked jersey, and baseball
caps. The form fitting jerseys, which I later found
out were of the finest cotton, had an insignia
embroidered over the left breast.  It was K. S. J. in 
white cursive letters superimposed over a horizontal
gold sword. The same insignia was on the front of the
caps, and a miniature version was also embroidered on
the side of the turtle neck collar. The three boys
were obviously from different ethnic backgrounds.
Other than these difference they were remarkably
almost the same height and body build. Another thing
they had in common was the very large bulge at the
crotch of their pants.

	"How can I serve you Sirs," I said falling to my
knees and kowtowing before them.

	"Wow!" I heard from above me. 

	"She's for real man!" 

	"Yea, and she's ours now, in person!"

	"Never mind asking, slave. Use your mouth for more
important things," my master commanded, as he
unfastened my wrists. I knelt up, and as each boy
stood as if awestruck, I freed their penises from the
confines of their trousers. While gently holding the
other two in each of my hands, I took the third in my
mouth. It took only seconds for his member to spring
to full size, and only seconds more before he exploded
down my throat. I took all three in turn, then stood
up when my master tugged on my leash. He handed me a
glass with what I was surprised to find was white
wine. I sipped some, using it to rinse my mouth.  "If
you guys will get those clothes off we can get down to
business," John said, and I noticed he had already
removed his swimming trunks. The three boys quickly
fumbled and removed their clothes, piling them on one
of the nearby tables.

	Each young man took me in his arm as we shared a very
passionate kiss. The rapidly stiffening penises
pressed against my body as I was crushed into each of
their bodies. An introduction proceeded each kiss.

	Sir Richard was an afro-american, he was the tallest
of the three, but only by an inch or so. My skin was
very pale since I haven't been out in the sun for so
long. Our two bodies showed a real contrast. but he
didn't appear to be that much darker than the other
boys.

	Sir Jason was oriental, and the shortest of the four.
He was still taller than me however, and I enjoyed
nestling in his arms. Although he had a firm hold on
me there was an obvious gentleness to his strength.

	Sir Arjan was as blond as I was and his eye were the
same colour as mine. He spoke with a northern European
accent. Of the four boys, he was the only one not born
in this country, although he had been here for more
than half his life.

	After the introductions, I was instructed to lie on
my back on a table. I was fastened with my legs bent
back under the table and my knees out spread.  The
bondage caused my already high arousal to soar. I
would have begged for an orgasm, but it was obvious
that I was being prepared for just that. As the boys
were already doing their best to get things started, I
didn't think my pleadings would hasten things any.

	John went first, since he was my master. The other
three took the opportunity to get to know my body
better. Three pair of hands explored every inch of my
body simultaneously. I kissed and licked any penis or
testicle that came close enough to my mouth. My first
orgasm came very quickly. When I thought that John was
about to have his orgasm, he stopped, while still
inside of me. Taking hold of my right breast in his
left hand, he raised his right hand and spoke
solemnly.

	"I, Sir John, swear by my life, to be a worthy
champion to this damsel. I promise to protect her
person and her honour. I promise to provide all that
she requires for her happiness. I promise to love her
and be true to her, forsaking all other females for as
long as she remains ours."  John then took two
powerful strokes and exploded in orgasm. After he
removed the condom, he presented himself for me to
clean him off with my mouth.

	"Please master," I begged?

	"What is it slave?"

	"It's not right for you to swear not to have other
girls. You are young yet, you shouldn't tie yourself
to someone as old as me. You need to experience
relationships with other girls your age."

	"I have discussed all this with all the other knights
and with my parents, especially my psychiatrist
mother. There will be relationships with other girls
my age. They just won't include sex. Having a goddess
like you ready to pleasure me in more ways than I can
dream of, I don't need to concern myself with all the
bull shit of trying to get a girl my age to have sex
with me. Believe me, any guy my age, if given a choice
of being free to try to get any girl he could, or
being tied, as you put it, to a sure thing, will  pick
the sure thing, ninety-nine times out of a hundred.
I'm glad that you're concerned about my emotional
development. I already have one mother. I don't need
you to assume that role. Understand?"

	"Yes master."

	"Good," he said bending down to share a passionate
kiss. "Let's not hear any more about it.  OK. Who's
going to pledge next?" The other three boys took the
pledge, word for word and in exactly the same way as
John did. Four very handsome and virile young men had
just solemnly promised to protect my body and my
honour, to provide for me, and to never have sex with
any female except me. I was theirs, but they were also
in a way mine. This was not to be a one way
relationship.

	After the pledging, during the time before the boys
were able to have sex again, John suggested that we
eat. He showed the others how I was to be fed. My
hands were again fastened behind my back, and I spent
the time going from boy to boy, receiving directly
from his mouth, whatever he happened to be chewing at
the time, while I sat on his lap sharing a passionate
kiss. After a short while I wasn't just sitting in
their laps. I sat astride their laps facing them with
their very erect penis up inside me. I would remain
sitting on each boy for as long as he had food in his
mouth to feed me, Then I would dismount and move to
the next one. The game lasted for a while until each
boy succeed in climaxing and we all had enough to eat
for now. For dessert I got to clean each of them off
with my mouth after they removed the full condom.

	The boys then decided it was time to use the pool.
With my hands still fastened behind my back, a rope
was passed under my arms and around behind my back,
and tied behind my neck. I was suspended from the high
diving board with my head and neck just out of the
water. I was totally helpless and couldn't pull myself
up. As long as the water was calm I was alright, with
my mouth and nose about six inches above the water.
When ever one of the boys used the diving board, the
spring action of the dive, caused my body to bob up
and down.  When someone jumped on the board my head
would drop under water, then I would be hauled up so
that my breasts just broke the water, then down again.
When the boy landed in the water, the resulting wave
would wash over my head. I had to be quick to take a
deep breath and close my mouth to keep from swallowing
too much water. 

	It wasn't long before one of the boys decided to take
me while I hung helpless.  Although I was able to wrap
my legs around his waist for support, and he did his
best to tread water, the rope ended up supporting most
of our combined weight. When ever someone jumped on
the diving board, we were submerged even deeper. I
didn't have to worry about swallowing water however as
my mouth was sealed to his in a kiss. Sometime later
John decided to make use of my rectum. This was only
the second time he had used me this way, and he did it
while another boy was already having sex with me. It
was the first time that I had ever had sex with two
men at once. This episode was repeated many times with
different combinations of boys in different holes.

	I didn't keep count of all the orgasms I had that
afternoon, but the last one was while I was laying on
my back on a table, with a knight in each end and
another in each of my hands, as four pair of hands
explored all over my body. We showered together, and I
towelled and dressed each of the knights. We were just
walking back to the garage when John's parents entered
the house. The boys were all very well known to the
family and they exchange pleasant greetings before
they left. We had already shared goodbye kisses back
in the pool area, so although they knew what had been
happening all afternoon, John's parent didn't actually
witness anything. John greeted his mother with a hug
and a kiss on the cheek, and I followed my master on
my leash, up to his bedroom. 

	I was allowed to spend some more time cleaning his
room, while he did some work on his computer. He
interrupted his and my work once for sex. For the last
half hour, I knelt under his desk between his legs,
with him in my mouth, obeying the first and most
important rule. When it was time for supper, I helped
him change out of his swimming trunks.

	At supper I sat crossed legged on a cushion on the
floor, this time between John and his mother. John's
parents were dressed in bathrobes, and his mother wore
a towel turban. They were going out for the evening
and  had showered before dinner. I was still naked and
my hands were fastened behind my back. John hand fed
me from his plate. To my surprise his mother actually
held her wine glass to my lips to sip from all during
dinner. I was included in parts of the conversation,
that is when it pertained to me. I didn't know any of
the people they talked about so I wasn't expected to
join those parts. It was decided during dinner that I
was to address the mother as madam, or mum for short,
and the father was to be addressed by the good old
stand by, sir. There was a brief discussion about what
sort of clothes John wanted me to wear. John said that
the knights had decided that I was to look very classy
and sexy, but definitely not tarty. They didn't want
people who saw me to ever get the idea that I was a
prostitute or even a high priced call girl. 

	During dessert, John's father dropped a real
bombshell as far as John was concerned. He announced
that the parents had decided that it was now time for
John to move into one of the suites. They felt that
maybe his bedroom was too small for two people to
share. 

	"For sure there would not be enough closet space once
Jill's wardrobe has been purchased," his mother said.

	"Wow! Thanks dad," John said very surprised. "Which
suite did you have in mind?"

	"The big one on the main floor. It's right next to
the side entrance, so it will be easy for your guests
to come and go."

	"That's great, it's right across the hall from the
garage , so it'll be handy for me too."

	"It's not that we don't enjoy meeting your friends
John," his mother added. "We just feel that you're
mature enough now to have a life of your own and some
privacy. It's hard to admit that my baby is almost a
fully grown up man now," she added wistfully.

	"When can I, I mean we, move in?"

	"The staff started getting it ready this morning, So
you can start moving in on Monday," his mother said.

	"We don't have any immediate plans for your old room
son, so you don't need to rush to get everything out.
Your mother will want to redecorate your old room
though. I figure you've got about two weeks, before
she get her ideas together," his father added.

	"That suite is huge," John said. "It'll be like
having my own apartment. Wow! Thanks again"

	"Now I want you to understand," his mother said,
"we're not suggesting that you and Jill should have
separate bedrooms. You can use the small bedroom for
your study, the middle one can serve as a guest room,
so you can have friends stay over anytime you like
without having to arrange with the staff for a room to
be made up. There is one important thing however.
You'll have to keep things neat and tidy enough so
that the staff will be able to do the vacuuming and
the dusting everyday."

	"Please mum?"

	"Yes Jill?"

	"Please mum, I'll look after my master's rooms. I
will clean and vacuum and dust everyday. "

	"I'm glad you feel that way my dear. However even
though you have a submissive relationship with John,
you are still our guest. Because of that relationship,
we do not ask any more of you than we would of John.
If you will undertake to pick up after him, and
encourage him to keep things in their proper place,
the staff can look after the heavy cleaning. I suspect
that in future you may wish to do other things with
your life. You may not have time then for heavy
cleaning."

	"Yes mum, thank you mum." We were finished dessert,
so John excused us, kissed him mom on the cheek and
hurriedly led me to explore his new suite. It was a
huge suite. It was located in a corner of the house,
tucked away behind the garage, and beside the indoor
pool. Other than at meals, John and I had total
privacy from his parents. It occurred to me that they
will also have total privacy from us. Their bedroom
suit was actually on the second floor, but in the
opposite corner of the house. There was a sizable
parking area just outside the side entrance so John's
friends parked right near the door. The door to the
suite was right beside the inner door of the entry
hall. A door from the entry hall led into the garage,
but at the other end from the door his parents used
everyday..

	The door into the suite gave access to a spacious
sitting room, library combination. The large bay
window looked out to the side of the house. Both the
parking area and the side entrance were easily visible
from it. With the exception of a fireplace one wall
was covered in book cases with glass doors. There was
a leather covered couch and two matching chairs. An
entertainment unit was in one corner, so John could
put his stereo equipment and television set there.
There was a very solid wooden card table and four
chairs, which looked to be antique. John thought I
would look very good tied on top of the table, and had
me pose for him. We shared our first orgasm in his new
quarters then and there. I also posed for him on the
coffee table, and on the carpet in front of the fire
place. 

	A door from the sitting room led into a small hall
which gave access to the two smaller bedrooms, and the
shared bathroom. The larger of the two rooms, which
was designated as the guest room, had a king-size bed.
John said that it would be just big enough for me to
share with two of the knights. The smallest of the
rooms, was empty. John would need to find furniture 
for it, and there was plenty of room for it. Even
though it was the smallest of the rooms it was still
bigger than the biggest bedroom Jack and I had at the
farm. I had told John about how I had redecorated the
rooms at the farm, so he said that he would listen to
any ideas I might have.

	Another door in the corner of the sitting room, gave
access to the master bedroom. It was the biggest of
the three rooms and also had a king-size four poaster
bed.  The room was furnished in beautiful, genuine
early American antiques. I figured that just the
furniture in this room was worth more than twice  the
farm. I learned a lot from watching the antique shows
on television and each of the major pieces had to be
worth close to a hundred thousand dollars. The
oriental carpet on the floor was hand woven in silk. I
felt guilty walking on it. All three bedrooms has
glass doors which opened on to a terrace. It was in
fact the same terrace as off the swimming pool, but
this part of it was separated by a high cedar hedge. A
lower hedge along the other two sides gave a little
bit of privacy from the grass area below the terrace.
John explained that since we also had a good view of
the city, the city also had a good view of us, so
unfortunately there was to be no nudity out on this
terrace either.

	The adjoining bathroom was unbelievable. It had a
sunken bath tub that was about eight feet square. The
shower could easily hold three people. The hot tub was
built for six.  A water closet, bidet, and a lavatory
were enclosed in a separate room. A vanity with a huge
mirror had two basins. This bed room was more
luxurious that the honeymoon suite of the very high
priced hotel Jack and I had spent our honeymoon in.

	On our way back from the new suite, we ran into his
parents as they were going out for the evening. 
John's mother was a stunningly beautiful and sexy
women when she wanted to be. The clothes she wore
during her professional work, while of the best
quality, did nothing to enhance her figure and made
her look almost matronly. She wore little make and her
hair was tied back in a simple pony tail. Tonight, she
was almost unrecognizable. She wore a floor length,
form fitting gown, in a shade of violet that seemed to
light up her eyes. There was a slit up both sides of
the dress, that showed off a lot of thigh. Her breasts
were beautifully displayed since the dress left more
than half of them exposed. At the back the dress
plunged almost too far, It couldn't have more than an
inch from the start of the crack between rear cheeks.
Her hair was full and flowing in large waves and just
covered her shoulders. Her make-up was impeccable. The
diamonds that made up her necklace, only served to
draw your eyes to her bosom. I could easily understand
why John's father had never even touched me when he
came to visit me before. With a beauty like this
waiting for him at home, what need did he have of me.
I was almost jealous. We said our good nights, and
John shared a hug with his mother. He was very careful
when kissing her on the cheek so as not to muss her
make up.

	"I'd like to leave on our shopping trip by nine
o'clock tomorrow," His mother reminded us as they went
out the door. John and I continued on to the family
room, where we watched TV. At least John watched TV. I
only heard the TV. Because of the first and most
important rule, my head was in his lap a good deal of
the time. When I wasn't using my mouth to keep him
erect, I was sitting, straddling his lap with him up
inside me. This proved to be my master's favourite
position, because he really enjoyed just holding me in
his arms. He asked me to remove his shirt so that he
could feel my breasts against his naked chest. It was
also easier to kiss in this position too, which John 
also go off on. Our kisses lasted into the tens of
minutes each. Each one left me breathless. On a few
rare occasions I sat on his lap with my back to him
and his arms around me so he could fondle my breasts.
He kept his mouth busy kissing and nibbling at my
neck.. I managed to have enough orgasms to keep me
satisfied, although John didn't orgasm once.

	At about ten o'clock John declared that he'd had
enough TV for tonight and led me down the hall and
down a flight of stairs. We continued walking down
long hallways, until we went through a door and I
found myself outside. We walked out of the cone of
light cast by the lamp above the door, and into the
gathering darkness. It was a clear starlit night. John
led me through the darkness towards the trees looming
in the night. There were no lights on in any of the
rooms on this side of the house, and we didn't have a
view of the city in the valley below.  Even in the
darkness, John knew his way. He led me along a narrow
path between trees and shrubs.

	Suddenly we were right up against a wall. John
reached out and found the door knob. He reached in
after opening the door and flipped a switch. A dim red
light came on. It was just bright enough to make out
the stair way. At the top of the stairs we were in a
circular room. A moderate size telescope was in the
middle of the room. John explained that the red light
was so that our eye would adapt to the low light
levels quicker. He said we would look through the
telescope in a little while, but first he took me
through another door, and we were outside. There was a
balcony running all around this building, and we
walked around until we were looking out over the
trees, down the valley towards the lights of the city.
 John explained that since it was dark, we were not in
any danger of being seen. We came to a lounge chair
and sat down together taking in the romantic scene
before us. It wasn't long before we were making love
and John had his first climax of the evening.

	As we lay in each others arms in the warm evening
air, watching the lights slowly turning off, I ask
John about the  household staff. I had only seen the
one maid who served the meals. He explained that the
staff made it a point of staying out of our way. 
Since none of them cleaned his rooms, he sometimes
went for weeks without even catching a glimpse of one.
Right now if he wanted to meet with any of them, they
would probably be in the recreation room, as they were
every evening, unless the family needed to make use of
the room some evening. This being Friday night, the
staff also had use of the pool. The usual procedure
was for the staff to clean the parts of the house the
family used everyday, while the family was away, then
look after the rest of the house.

	Just before midnight, John announced it was time to
go inside. "Summer is a great time to use the
telescope, because it's warm and you can be
comfortable while observing. The only problem is, you
have to wait so long until it's dark enough," he
explained. Astronomy was one of John's hobbies and he
was good at it. It was almost two, when he closed the
dome and shut the telescope down. I saw some awesome
sights for the first time in my life. I hardly ever
looked at the moon any more. Tonight for the first
time, seeing it through a telescope I felt like I
could almost reach out and touch it. We looked at
nebula, and other galaxies. I felt a genuine feeling
of pride in my master as he explained what we were
looking at. John said that his greatest wish, after
getting me of course, was to wire the observatory for
remote viewing. That way especially in the winter, he
could observe on his computer screen in the comfort of
his bedroom. It was a long shot though. As wealthy as
the family was, his parents didn't believe in spoiling
him, as he put it. He figured his chances of getting 
an expensive European sports car were better, since
the cost of wiring the observatory would be about
double the cost of the car. As we walked by, John
pointed out that the door to his parents suite was
still open. That was the signal the family used to
indicate that the rooms were empty and it was OK for
the staff to work in there. It also told John that his
parents still hadn't gotten home. It was almost
two-thirty before we fell asleep after making love
again. 

	This was my first full day as John's slave. As
promised, I didn't have to beg for an orgasm even
once. My master had seen to it that I was kept
occupied and entertained all day. I hadn't even
thaught about Jack at all except for a few minutes
just before I fell asleep. The time I had spent in
bondage constantly on view on the internet had
completely destroyed all the love I had for him. I
didn't miss him at all. I had John and I had my
knights. I was satisfied.
 

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