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The Knights of St. Jillian. Part Eleven  by A. J.
Deacon.   codes T/F TT/F F/F bd con rom

Copyright 2005 by A. J. Deacon. All rights reserved!
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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 Eleven 
		
	I awoke when the clock radio came on. I was in the
guest bedroom, laying on my back, with each of my
limbs fastened to one of the bed posts. I guess at
some time during the evening the party moved into our
suite. It appeared that I had spent the night in this
position. Sir Patrick was the only knight in the room.
He stirred and when he reached up to shut off the
alarm, our bodies touched. I guess he thought he was
waking up in his own bed, because he was surprised for
a moment by the situation he found himself in. Reality
came crashing in quickly. It was signalled by the
fastest erection I had ever seen. "Good morning
master," I said as he turned to face me and position
himself at the same time. He was already inside me and
pumping away before he finished his good morning
greeting. His lips fastened on mine and remained there
until he exploded inside of me. In his haste he had
forgotten to put on a condom.

	"Oh my god!" He exclaimed when he withdrew. "I forgot
to put on a condom. I'm afraid one of us is bleeding.
There's pink ooze all over me."

	"It's me master. It's my period starting. Please
untie me master, quickly so I don't get blood all over
the sheets." He jumped up and started to undo my arms.
When they were free I sat up, then moved to the foot
of the bed and went on my knees. As Sir Patrick undid
my ankles I looked back to see if I had in fact soiled
the bed. I hadn't. "May I have a couple of tissues,
please master?" He handed me the box. I pulled two
tissues and folded them together and pressed them to
my pubic lips. "May I be excused please master, I need
to go to my dresser?" He just nodded his head in
silence, still confused by what was going on. "It
would be easier if you cleaned yourself off before it
dried on you master. It'll come off easily in the
shower with just some soap and water," I added as I
left the room.

	John was sitting up in bed reading when I entered our
room. He put the book down and came with me as I
grabbed the plastic bag from my dresser and headed
into the bathroom. I used the douche to clean myself
out properly and then inserted a tampon, as I
explained the situation to my master, 

	"How long will that tampon last?" John asked as we
were drying each other off after the shower we took
together.

	"It all depends on how heavy my flow is, it could
last a couple of hours, or the whole day. That's why
women carry spare ones with them when they're having
their period."

	"How do you know when it's time to change it?"

	"As it absorbs the fluid, it swells. When it swells
enough that I can feel it, it's time to change it."

	"Won't it get in the way if you have sex?"

	"Yes master, but I can remove it anytime you wish to
use me. Of course you can always make use of my rectum
in the mean time. I definitely recommend that you do
not give me oral sex though." I added with a laugh. As
we dressed, I told my master what had happened with
Sir Patrick.

	"Well now that you'll be on the pill, we won't have
to worry about any future accidents."

	"Will you still want to use a condom, even when I'm
on the pill?"

	"No I won't need to, but all the other knights will.
There's still the remote chance of disease." When we
came into the sitting room, Sir Patrick was waiting
for us. The two boys exchanged greetings and we walked
up to breakfast hand in hand. We exchanged greetings
with his parents. When John and I kissed Hillory on
the cheek, Sir Patrick did the same.

	"Why thank you Patrick, A kiss from a handsome young
gentleman is always appreciated. Good morning every
one I trust you all slept well." We all answered that
we had. John informed his mother that it was only a
little after midnight when the last car load of
knights left. Neither of his parents asked about what
had happened after they left the party. At some point
during the meal, Robert asked when we expected to be
back from the city. When John assured him we'd be home
in time for lunch, Robert asked when today's group of
knights would be arriving. 

	"Oh, thanks for reminding me. I'll have to call them
right after breakfast. The deprogramming will have to
be put on hold. Jill will be indisposed for a few
days."

	"Well then, is there any special time when you would
like to go and view the house?"

	"Any time after one will be OK with us," my master
answered for me. The conversation then quickly changed
to other things until it was time for us to leave. We
excused ourselves, kissed Hillory's cheeks and walked
back to the garage. As we walked, I had an arm around
each boys waist, while they each had a hand under my
skirt feeling my cheeks as they swung with each step.
Once inside the limo, I automatically removed my sun
dress, and knelt before my young masters wearing only
a white corset and nylons. John reached forward and
played with the ring through my right nipple, which
the corset presented to him for his pleasure. I only
had my rectum and my mouth with which to satisfy my
masters on the trip to the city, but that was enough.
John managed to climax twice. Sir Patrick on the other
hand was able to do it three times, all be it with a
lot of encouragement on my part for the last one. Me?
I must have had a least a half dozen orgasms. 

	We were dressed and ready when the driver opened the
door for us at the electronics store. I selected the
lap top from one of the factory bundled packages
offered at the store. Sir Patrick and I carefully
checked that it had all the features that the lawyers
would need. This was to be the prototype for all the
ones they would carry. When everything was tested and
working properly, we would order the lap tops for the
lawyers directly from the manufacturer. It would be a
very large order, and they will be custom built to
include only the features we found necessary. My
personal computer however, was a different case. Sir
Patrick and I selected every component individually,
from my list of requirement. I would assemble the
computer myself and load in all the software. As a
result there were dozens of boxes to carry out and
load into the limo's trunk. 

	Our next stop was to drop Sir Patrick off at his
home. He lived with his parents in an up scale
subdivision to the extreme north end of the city. His
home was perched on a small cliff that backed on the
ocean. They had a spectacular view, and there was even
a small private beach, at the bottom of the cliff,
that was easily reached by a set of stairs. Sir
Patrick invited us back next weekend. He was hosting a
beach party. John accepted the invitation, and we
headed home. Dropping him off and taking a brief look
around the property had added three quarters of an
hour to our trip, but it was still early.

	Once back in the privacy of the limo, I again removed
my dress, and knelt at my master's feet. John reclined
the seat and pulled me up on top of him. For the
remainder of the trip I cuddled in his arms as we
talked about us. One of the points that came up was
how happy John was that I would be buying the house
across the street from the school. He pointed out how
handy it would now be for him and the other four
knight to come and get relief during their lunch break
and off period.  That hadn't occurred to me yet, but I
certainly agreed with him. I was certainly going to be
a lot more pleasant for me to share my day with John
and the other four knight, rather than being left
alone at the estate all day.

	The driver helped John and I to carry in all the
boxes and stack them on the floor beside my would be
computer table. There was no time to open any of the
boxes before lunch, so we arrived upstairs before his
parents did. Since it was a perfect day, the table for
lunch had been set on the balcony. We were standing
there looking out over the valley, pointing out the
landmarks when Hillory and Robert joined us. While it
wasn't possible to make out Sir Patrick's house from
this distance, John pointed out the general area for
me. It was possible he said to actually see the house
through his telescope.

	First thing after we sat down, Robert informed us
that the real estate agent would meet us at the house
at half past one. That would give us ample time to
enjoy a leisurely lunch. Both Hillory and Robert
agreed to accompany John and I, when I asked them. The
matter was dropped after that. and the conversation
turned to the weather briefly, and ended up about
Harry's trip, and the fact that he would be coming
home in two weeks.

	The drive to town was uneventful, except that we went
in the mini-van. Robert thought that the owners of the
house might be tempted to raise the price if they saw
us arriving in an expensive limo. The house was
perfect. It was an authentic Victorian, but had been
modernized about fifteen years ago. The exterior was
painstakingly restored. The interior still had all
it's charm, but now also had all the modern
conveniences. The ground floor included a family room
and a large modern kitchen, as well as the formal
dining room and parlour. There was even a spacious two
piece washroom on the ground floor. What made it
perfect for me was the large study that would become
my office. The upstairs held four bedrooms. The master
bedroom had it's own ensuite. All the rooms were large
with high ceilings and very bright due to the large
windows. At the time when this house was built, lots
were very large. Most of the owners in this
neighbourhood, had sold off the extra land, and newer
houses were built in between the old original ones.
Not this house. It still had the full size lot. There
was easily enough room to build a good sized home on
either side. The back yard was an added bonus. It was
completely private behind an eight foot hedge, and
mature elm trees that blocked off the view from the
upstairs windows of the neighbours. My master
whispered to me that I had better get used to being
out here naked. The idea of making love to my master
out here started my arousal soaring.

	The house was currently occupied by an older couple
whose adult children had all married and moved away.
This large house was too much for them to look after,
and it was mostly empty, except at Christmas when the
whole family returned for the holidays. If this house
with it's huge lot was located in the city, it would
have easily sold for several million dollars. Out here
in a small town, where there was still plenty of open
land available, the old couple happily settled for a
quarter of a million. The deal was set, and the
closing date was to be on September first. I would be
here to pleasure my knights when school starts.

	On the drive home, Hillory suggested that I should
look through the storage rooms for furniture again.
She suggested that besides my office, I should also
furnish the family room, the parlour, and guessing by
the look on her son's face, at least one of the
bedrooms. Robert added that we shouldn't forget about
the kitchen and some place to eat lunches. I
remembered that there was enough furniture in the
store rooms to completely furnish at least five
houses. Robert took this opportunity to remind
everybody that Olivia Douglas would be showing up with
her crew on Monday morning to start the appraising
process for the Tiffany lamps. Hillory ask John if we
would be available to see that they got settled
alright. He answered that of course we would. 

	When we arrived home, Hillory suggested some family
time in the pool. Robert was quick to second the
motion, saying that the ride home in the mini-van had
left him feeling sweaty. I was surprised when we went
as a group directly into the pool area. At first I
assumed that it was because the family kept their swim
suits there.  They did, but I discovered that by
family time, Hillory meant a time when the family can
be together in private. Since it was private, there
was no need for swim suits. My master ordered me to
strip as soon as we entered the room, which I did
quickly, placing my clothes neatly on a near by table.
It was while I was on my knees, after John had ordered
me to remove his clothes, that I looked up to see both
Robert and Hillory also getting undressed. I learned
from John that the family had been doing this since
before he was born. He had been seeing his parents in
the nude, all his life.

	Although they were all nude, and I was naked, this
was not a time for sex. I didn't see either Robert or
John have an erection.  I was amazed at how wonderful
Hillory's body looked. I couldn't begin to guess at
how much she had spent in doctor's bills and cosmetics
to keep it that way, but she certainly thought it was
worth every penny of it. I said it wasn't a time for
sex, but that didn't stop John from engaging in a
little sex play when his parents weren't looking. Like
the time when he snuck up to me under water, and put
his mouth to my pubis and actually blew bubbles up
into my vagina. After about forty-five minutes, Robert
and Hillory got out of the pool  showered and dried
themselves off. Rather than getting dressed again,
they put on terry bathrobes, and carrying their
clothes in one hand, walked out holding hands. By the
look on both their faces, it was obvious they were
heading up to their bedroom . Once his parents left,
John guided me to the edge of the pool, and turned me
so I was facing out, and I was supporting myself with
my arms on the deck. He came up behind me and entered
my rectum. He took me slowly and romantically, using
his hand on my clitoris to keep my arousal matched
with his. We came together, and it was glorious. No
bondage, no pain and no humiliation, just love and
tenderness.

	I was able to spend several hours,  after my exercise
session, and before dinner time to start assembling my
computer. After dinner we were in the family room
watching television. Again I knelt on the floor on the
far side of John's recliner, so he could have is hand
down the front of my dress and play with my breasts
without it being obvious to his parents, although they
knew what he was doing. When it finally got dark
enough, John took me out to the observatory. It was a
pleasant time of star gazing and sex in between. It
was almost four in the morning when we finally got to
bed.
	
	Today, my second Sunday with John, started out as
almost an exact carbon copy of last Sunday. There was
a late breakfast, then the drive to church. After
church it was lunch at the country club. The family
was making it's presence known to their peers, and I
was now a part of this family. I felt more at ease
this time. Hillory seemed to be going out of her way,
to show her approval of me in public. She gave me
complete attention when I said my part of the
conversation. She reached over and patted my hand when
she agreed with what I said, or wanted to make a
point. She even came with me to the ladies room. She
positively gushed with pride when she introduced me,
as John's special friend, to a couple of her friends
who happened to be coming out as we were going in.
There was no doubt in the mind of anybody who cared
about it, and there were people who did care about
what was happening in the Kingsly household, I was the
chosen mate for the number two son. All those young
girls who had hopes of becoming Mrs. John Kingsly had
better stop wasting their time and start looking
elsewhere.

	When we returned home in the middle of the afternoon,
John decided I should go and do my exercises first
thing, So wearing only a robe, and with my hands
cuffed behind my back, I was led on a leash attached
to the rings on my pubic lips. We didn't pass anyone
in the halls today, so at least I was spared the
embarrassment. But unfortunately I was also deprived
of the thrill of it all. The exercises went well as
usual, John had slightly increased the weights, and
the work that I did. The last part of my exercise was
running on the thread mill. The machine was still
setup with a tens unit, and John again attached the
wires to the rings in my nipples. I was concentrating
on what I was doing. I didn't want to get zapped.

	Suddenly the body of one of the maids came crashing
through the door and she lay sprawled on the floor
looking up at me. "Eeeeekaaaah" I screamed as I lost
my concentration and fell behind. When the wires
tightened on my breasts, the tens machine was
triggered and a jolt of electricity shot through my
breasts. I quickly regained my pace and only suffered
one more jolt. I concentrated on my pace for the few
minutes left in the program. When the machine came to
a stop, and my master disconnected me from the tens
unit, I looked at the maid and was not to surprised to
see that it was the young one who had seen me, a few
days ago, being led on a leash attached to my pubic
lips.

	"She was out in the hall peeking at us," John said by
way of an explanation. He had noticed something, and
without me or the maid realizing it, had gone out
through a door which connected to the hall through
another room. He snuck up on the girl and caught her
red handed. When he stood behind her and cleared his
throat, he scared her so much she literally dove
through the door. "Well? What have you got to say for
yourself?" John demanded.

	"Please sir, I didn't mean any harm. It's just. It's
just that I want to be like you miss." The terrified
girl stuttered.

	"You want to be my slave, like Jill is?" John said in
surprise.

	"Oh no sir! Please sir, not your slave. I'm gay. I
want to be her slave."

	"This is ridicules!" John said.

	"Please master can we hear her out?"

	"OK tell us." John demanded

	"Yes sir. Thank you sir. Ever since I can remember
I've had this feeling about myself. I was always
excited by stories about people, especially girls
being captured and tied up. It wasn't until I was a
teenager that I could figure out what was the matter
with me. I read stories about women who felt like me,
but I always took them as fiction.  I knew there are
women who give themselves to others to be their slave,
but I always thought that they were only doing it for
fun. I thought I was weird, because I believed that I
was the only one who actually felt this way. When I
first heard about you coming to live here, and the
little bit that we were told about you, I thought that
you were only playing at it too. When I saw you the
other day and saw the look in your eyes,  I realized
that you felt just like me. I realized then that I'm
not the only one who feels like this. I want to be
just like you. I want to be your slave. I will happily
serve you as your personal maid. I'll be happy
sleeping on the floor at the foot of your bed. I'll
clean for you. I'll do anything you command me to.
I'll do it for nothing, the Kingslys won't have to pay
me any more."

	"You think you will be happy being the slave of a
slave? You said you were gay. How would you like it if
I ordered you to have sex with my master, or with
several of the knights?"

	"I've had sex with boys before miss. It never made me
come and I didn't enjoy it.  But I know how to make
them cum and enjoy it. If you ordered me to, I'd do my
best to make you proud of me."

	"I see. Well I certainly know how she feels master. "

	"Well it's just not going to happen." John said. "My
parents have a very strict rule about not having sex
with the help."

	"What's going to happen to her if you refuse her,
master?"

	"I don't know. She'll be fired of course."

	"Oh no," the girl started crying.
	"Please master, would you allow me to have her, if I
kept her at the house in town. I'll need someone to
clean up there."

	"Yes I see what you mean. Well I have no objection,
but you won't have the house for another month yet.
What's she going to do until then?"

	"Perhaps we should consult your mother, master?"
	"Yes, that's a good idea. You take her back to our
suite. I'll go and see if mom and 
dad can come down."

	"Thank you master," I said as I pulled him into a
passionate kiss.

	"Thank you miss. Thank you sir." The maid echoed

	"Don't thank me yet, either of you. Nothing has been
settled yet. Here, you'll have to carry these back
up." He added handing me the leash and hand cuffs.

	"Please miss?" The girl said pulling her uniform
skirt up to reveal that she was not wearing panties,
and that just like me, her pubis was bare, and her
lips pierced. "I had that done on Friday on my
afternoon off." she added blushing. I looked at John.

	"Yea go ahead, I guess it won't do any harm." He said
as he left the room. I noticed that she winced when I
touched the rings, and that the weight of the leash
actually caused a tear to form in her eye.

	"They still hurt, don't they?" She nodded her reply.
"Are you sure you want me to leave the leash
attached?"

	"Yes miss, it hurts, but the pain also feels so
good."

	"Of course, it's the same way with me." I said
dropping my end of the leash to the floor causing her
to wince again. "Fetch my robe please." She walked to
the door where the robe was hanging and back, dragging
the leash by her still tender pubic lips. "What's your
name?" I asked as she helped me put the robe on. Her
hands brushed against my breast as she closed , then
tied the garment around my naked body.

	"Jenny, Jenny Peterson, miss."

	"How old are you Jenny?"

	"I'll be twenty-two in the middle of next month,
miss."

	"I see. Hand me the leash please Jenny." She bent
down and picked up the loose end of the leash and held
it out for me to take. I took it from her and slipped
the loop over my wrist. When I held up the cuffs, she
turned her back to me and crossed her wrists behind
her back.  She followed with her head high, as if
proud of the bold step she had just taken.  The leash
pulled her skirt up a fair bit in front. Not enough to
actually show anything, but it added weight to the
leash, and pain to he pubic lips. Back in our suite, I
could see that she was very aroused when I unhooked
the leash from her pubic lips. I slid two fingers
easily into her, and quickly found her clitoris. I
pulled her body to mine with my other arm around her
waist. She kissed me passionately for the few minutes
it took to being her to orgasm, then continued for the
almost ten minutes it took for her climax to subside.
I learned that was the first time anybody had made her
cum while she was in bondage. I also learned something
about her while she knelt at my feet as I sat naked on
the couch. She had barely finished high school with
the bare minimum grades to pass. She wasn't stupid,
maybe in the low average intelligence range, but the
turmoil going on in her brain was too much of a
distraction for her while in school. The only jobs she
could get were low paying ones in the service
industry. She was working for a maid service, when she
managed to get hired into the Kingsly household two
years ago. She had a family, who lived in a
middle-class subdivision in the city. She saw them 
about a dozen times a year. She also had several
friends from school who she saw just as often. Since
working and living here she had managed to save a
little bit of money and even owned a dependable older
model car.

	"Come in here, Jenny dear," Hillory said with a warm
reassuring smile when she entered our suit. She was
indicating the room we use as a study. "We need to
talk in private. No It's alright, John. Leave her like
that, She won't need her hands." Hillory added when
John went to Jenny to remove the hand cuffs. He had
kept the key with him so I wasn't able to free her
hands before. In spite of the situation I could see
that something had caused my master to become aroused.
I begged him to let he give him some relief, and he
pulled me into our bedroom. He took me, up my rectum
as I knelt on the floor while leaning on the bed. He
took me the way I enjoyed it most. Roughly, while one
hand tortured my clitoris and the other, one of my
nipples. We came together and slumped for several
minutes until we had recovered. John stood up first,
and I turned, still on my knees, removed the condom,
and cleaned his penis off with my mouth.

	"Do you think your mother will let me keep Jenny,
master?"

	"I think so. She wants to be sure that Jenny really
wants to do this, and most importantly, that she needs
to do it."

	"Oh I'm so happy master." I said as I kissed him. 

	"Well, we'll see. It's all I can do to keep up with
your sexual appetite," he joked. "How am I supposed to
keep up with two of you?"

	"You won't have to master. She's gay, remember. In
fact she'll take some of the pressure off you, because
we'll be able to make each other climax. And don't
forget the added bonuses."

	"Such as?"

	"Well for one thing, you will enjoy looking at hes
naked body. Then you will also enjoy watching the two
of us as we make out. And don't forget that every once
in a while, you can use her instead of me just for a
change. And then there's the knights. Don't you think
they'll enjoy having two naked, attractive slaves to
play with?"

	"I guess you're right." He said smiling. "But where's
she going to sleep?"

	"Right here where I'm kneeling now,  chained at the
foot of our bed. She'll be naked, and if she's been
extra good, I might give her a blanket. If she's
displeased us, she'll be hog tied all night."

	"Wow I didn't realize you had such a mean streak in
you."

	"Not at all master. I'll be giving her pleasure.
She'll enjoy it you'll see."

	I was kneeling still naked at my master's feet as he
sat in one of the easy chairs in the living room  when
Hillory and Jenny came out about an hour after they
went in. Jenny was smiling when they came out, but you
could tell she'd been crying quite a bit. "She'll need
her hand free now John." Hillory said as Jenny came
and stood with her back to him. "Now you go and find
Mrs. Jackson, dear. Give her this note and explain
that you're to be a personal maid and responsible for
this suite. Then come right back here. Also tell her
that I will speak with her later about getting a
replacement for you."

	"Thank you Mum," Jenny said as she curtsied and left
the room.

	

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