bdsm romance

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Here are the characters:



The Cassidy’s



Matthew: The Patriarch



Helen: His wife



Hayley: Their youngest daughter



Samantha: Their middle daughter who is married to actor Brandon Mitchell



Denise: Eldest daughter married to Daniel Worth



Jonah: Eldest child and only son — he is married to Quinn



Son in law’s



Brandon Mitchell – Actor



Daniel Worth –Sports agent



Quinn Cassidy — Daughter-in-law married to Jonah



Jake Harrison Cassidy — Husband to Hayley



Mary Harrison — Sister to Jake



Stephen Cassidy — son of Dent Cassidy, suitor to Mary



Kenneth Baylor Cassidy — Head of the board



*Gwyn Baylor Cassidy — wife of Kenneth, therapist.



Blake Black: Family lawyer, keeper of the Ritual



Valentina Alexis Black– former supermodel, wife/slave of Blake Black



The Chadwell’s



Lord Thomas Chadwell



Lady Catherine Chadwell



Mason Chadwell –great nephew to Matthew, fiancé to Daniela



Daniela — Frederick’s daughter, fiancée to Mason



Claudia Chadwell-Winston and her husband, Martin Winston



Braxton Chadwell and his wife, Tara



Carlton Chadwell and his wife, Carmen



Sylvia Chadwell-Sawyer and her husband, Adam Sawyer



Staff



Margaret Jones — Assistant to Hayley



Brian West — Assistant to Jake



Marvina — New Housekeeper to Hayley and Jake



*New character




*



Blake called Kenneth and told him about the babies. Kenneth said to him, “Oh boy! I’m sure Matthew will phone me soon. I wonder how this is all going to play out.”



Blake snickers, “I wonder how Hayley feels and what Helen is going to do about this? It definitely puts her in a pickle. Her husband’s daughter and her son-in-law’s son.”



“It certainly does, but it gives Daniela and Mason as well as the Chadwell’s a great deal of power.” Kenneth said as he writes an email.



“Yes and I’m sure they will use it.” Blake says seriously.



“I don’t think Lance knows what his daughter is up to does he?” Kenneth asks.



“Are you kidding of course not. I haven’t figured her out, but I believe she genuinely loves Daniela. She’s become like a mother figure to her.” Blake said earnestly.



“I know that, but I still believe that Catherine Cassidy Chadwell is holding her cards for the future, Lance isn’t going to live forever.” Kenneth chuckles.



Blake agrees, “He does think he’s invincible.”



“The Board is meeting tomorrow to discuss the whole twins issue, Matthew will be here.” Kenneth reminded Blake.



“I know and I’ve heard he’s pissed.” Blake adds.



“How is that lovely wife of yours?” Kenneth asks thinking of fucking Valentina.



“She’s fine. She’s going to visit Daniela tomorrow to see the babies. I’m encouraging her to get to know Mason and Daniela since Mason was responsible for us meeting.” Blake said.



Kenneth bursts our laughing, “And that is your only reason for Valentina getting close to the Chadwell’s?”



“Absolutely, also Valentina wants to see the twins.” Blake said as he made a note to send a baby gift to Daniela.



“I’ll see you tomorrow at the meeting. I’m leaving early today to spend some time with Gwyn; dinner and theater.” Kenneth said as he sent the email he had been working on.



“Yes tomorrow can’t wait for the sparks to fly.” Blake said and hung up.



***



Valentina called and went to see Mason and Daniela. She wanted to see the babies. Now that she and Blake were back from their honeymoon, she was concerned about Lacy coming. So far Blake had not mentioned her sister and for that she was glad. Valentina felt her stomach. She prayed that nothing would happen to this baby. The formula that Blake had given her made her feel very strong. The morning sickness had faded away. Blake told her never to speak of it to anyone ever!



He was her Master and she would die before she ever told anyone. Whatever he gave her she was grateful because she felt more alive than she ever had.



Valentina marveled at the babies who were awake and smiled at her. She seemed to bond with Carlos who cried when Daniela took him and placed him back in his bed and immediately stopped when Valentina picked him up.



“How’s Blake?” Mason asked.



“He’s fine.” Valentina answered.



“I’m surprised that you got married so quickly.” Mason said as he showed her how easy it was to change a diaper.



“It’s what Master wanted and what I wanted. I thank you for introducing us. He’s exactly what I’ve been looking for and more.” Valentina said blushing.



Mason took her hand, “If you ever need anything, please ask me. I just want you to be all right. Blake can be…intense.”



Valentina laughed, her laughter sounding like bells, “Yes he can be intense, but that’s what I love about him.”



Daniela, Mason and Valentina went to have tea with Lord and Lady Chadwell. Millie, it seemed was excellent with making afternoon tea. Her scones were perfect as was her set up. Lady Chadwell praised her and said that if Mason let Millie go she would disown him.



Valentina stayed a while longer and got to see the sleeping babies one more time before she left to return home.



When she arrived home, Blake was waiting and asked her about the visit. He had to leave later for the board meeting, but he wanted her to give him every detail.



Valentina told him that Mason and Daniela seemed to be settling in with the babies who were adorable. She showed him pictures and told him that she and Carlos bonded and that she couldn’t wait until their child was born.



She asked Blake if he minded the sex of the baby. Blake thought for a moment and said “no, but if I really had to choose, I would choose to have a girl. I would love a daughter. I may be out late tonight, so don’t wait up.” Blake said and kissed her lips, “you did good today. I want you to take it easy.”



Valentina agreed, in fact, she was tired from her day with the babies and as she thought about it, she hoped she was carrying just one baby not two.



Blake left soon after. He smiled to himself knowing that Valentina would be all right. In the history of the Cassidy family, there had never been a miscarriage or a still birth except for twice and that happened because one mother was in an automobile accident and another mother was shot in a mugging. The mother’s both survived, but their babies did not.



***



Most of the Board members were away, but they met up on SKYPE. Matthew was in the Board room. Helen had given him a dressing down when they got to their apartment. She told him in no uncertain terms that he was to make sure that Daniela and Mason were not bothered by this and that he was to abide by their wishes and not cause trouble.



Matthew wanted to speak to Jake. He was steaming mad that Jake had put one over on him, but he knew the reason and a part of him was ashamed because he knew that Jake was right. He would have made Daniela and Matthew’s life a living hell, but damn he wanted both those babies to be his. Matthew had been boasting ever since he found out that Daniela was pregnant with twins and now, he had to eat his words and Matthew Cassidy didn’t like to be made a fool of.



But Jake was away with his daughter on their honeymoon and wouldn’t be back for two weeks. He had to suppress his anger. Helen warned him and he listened. Now at the board meeting Matthew was calmer, but he was still angry with Jake and couldn’t wait until his new son-in-law got home.



***



To everyone’s surprise, Lance appeared in the board room with a huge smile on his face. He sat facing his brother, Matthew who scowled at him.



Kenneth stood and said, “Daniela has given birth to twins; a daughter from Matthew Cassidy and a son from Jake Harrison-Cassidy.”



“How is this possible?” One of the members asked.



“She slept with both of them the night of the ritual;” Lance answered smugly, “Jake didn’t use a condom. I think he wanted to protect Daniela, so he one upped his father-in-law.”



“What does this mean Kenneth?” Another member asked.



“This means that Daniela who is to marry Mason Cassidy Chadwell is a very powerful woman indeed.” Kenneth said and continued, “Matthew, do you wish to rescind your offers of monies and trusts? Do you wish to give it all to your daughter? Will you fight Daniela for custody or will you spend time with your daughter and not Jake’s son?”



Matthew heard his wife’s voice in his ear, “Everything shall remain the same. Helen and I will provide for both children. Custody of the children belongs to their mother and father, Daniela and Mason. I will occasionally spend time with both of them. I believe that Jake will abide by whatever Daniela decides. I need to ask my brother one question, did you know about this?”



Lance laughed, “My daughter despises me, do you actually think Matthew that she would confide in me? She’s just waiting for my death, which couldn’t be soon enough for her. No, I believe your son-in-law thought of this all on his own to protect Daniela, but he didn’t count on Mason falling in love and asking her to marry him. Jake didn’t count on one of the babies being his and the other yours. So, dear brother, I am innocent. It is my daughter who will find ways to use this to her advantage.” Lance smiled broadly.



Kenneth stands, “I think you all have heard and we all agree with what Matthew intends to do. This is what’s best for the children and for the family. Are we all in agreement?”



Everyone said yes, there was no need for a vote because Matthew had spoken.



Kenneth had Blake put all this in the record and then he said, “These children are not slaves; their mother is not a slave. They will be accorded all the rights of first born children of the Chadwell family. Lord and Lady Chadwell have accepted them as their grandchildren and they will be treated as such and invited to all family functions and rituals along their line.



So I welcome into our family, Carlos and Camilla Cassidy Chadwell and we will all send our appropriate gifts.” Kenneth said and the meeting was over.



***



Blake returned home. He was glad the meeting hadn’t gone on for longer. He had put the recorded disk into the safe in his office. Kenneth came upstairs and they went out onto the balcony where they shared a glass of brandy.



“Did you see the look on Lance’s face? I bet he’s really proud of Lady Catherine. She did what he could not do; bring Matthew down a peg or two.” Kenneth said clinking glasses with Blake.



Blake laughed, “Yes, the old man knows that we are going to have to reckon with his daughter. She’s very shrewd and I’m sure she will instruct Mason.”



“I don’t know about that. Mason is his own man. He does what he wishes.” Kenneth says taking a sip.



“Time will tell.” Blake answered and finished his brandy. “I’m going home to Valentina. I think I’ll stop and pick up some of that frozen yogurt she’s been wanting.”



“See you later Blake, I’ll sit here for a while and lock up when I’m ready to go home which won’t be long.” Kenneth said.



Kenneth sat outside thinking about how things had transpired and wondered how Catherine would use all this. He arranged for some stock in a few of the Cassidy’s corporations to be put in the children’s name. Kenneth finished his brandy and left Blake’s office closing the door behind him. He couldn’t wait to get home to Gwyn who was waiting on her knees for him.



***



Valentina was asleep when Blake returned home. He had another drink and spoke with his butler about a few things that needed taken care of. He got into bed, turned off the light and kissed Valentina’s forehead. She woke up.



“I didn’t mean to wake you my dear.”



“Did everything go well tonight?” Valentina said sleepily.



“Better than expected.” He said and bent down to kiss her lips.



“Master” Valentina said, “Master may I suck you?”



Blake didn’t answer, he just kissed her again and Valentina moved down his body. She sucked on his nipples and he moaned. Valentina kept kissing him and she moved down his body tonguing his belly button. She kept kissing and moving his pajama pants down and over his hips. Valentina went lower and licked Blake’s balls taking one in her mouth and then the other. Blake moaned. “Yes my dear.”



Valentina began licking at the base of Blake’s cock. She then blew on his dick and then licked. Blake allowed her to tease and play with his cock. Finally Valentina licked him from base to tip. At the tip she moved her mouth ever so slowly down his prick, taking it inch by inch. Blake wanted to shove her down there, but he allowed her to take her time.



Valentina looked up at him in the darkness. She knew he was watching her. Since they returned from the ritual he had been very gentle with her. She wanted to please him and she wanted him to get the idea of Lacy out of his head.



Valentina sucked harder and Blake knew exactly what she was doing In the darkness he stroked her hair, “Lacy will be arriving next week. I’ve decided to start training her.”



Valentina felt her eyes prick with tears but she kept sucking Blake. “I know my dear that you don’t want this, but I assure you it will be the best for you and Lacy. I expect your complete obedience. I don’t want to have to punish you. I have other ways to punish you besides spankings and such. Please Valentina, obey and you will realize that I indeed know what I’m doing.”



Valentina said nothing. Her heart was heavy. She knew her sister was up to something, but Blake was very smart and hopefully would figure her out. Blake knew that Valentina was thinking hard about her sister.



He pulled his cock from her mouth and brought her up into his arms. Blake got on top of her and eased his dick in her pussy. He began fucking Valentina. “Your sister will heel my dear. She will learn that I can be a very taxing Master. Just obey me and let me take charge of her. Don’t interfere. Do as I tell you and don’t worry or be jealous. I love you. I am your Master and your husband.”



Blake moved in and out of her and Valentina wrapped her arms around him. She was still silent, but a moan escaped her lips. “Yes my little slut, behave, do as I ask and all will be well.” Blake bit her nipple lightly. Then in a sudden move he grabbed Valentina’s hair and pulled it back. In the darkness he stared at her, “Promise me you will obey my slave, promise me!” Blake said more harshly than he meant.



Valentina was still silent. Blake fucked into her. “Yes Master I promise to do whatever you ask.” She said reluctantly, “but Master, please watch out for Lacy, she is not what she appears to be.”



Blake whispered in her ear, “Neither am I and I have an idea of what she’s up to my dear.”



Blake fucked Valentina until she cried his name and came all over his cock. Blake pulled out and turned Valentina onto her side. He reached into the nightstand and took out the lube. He greased his dick and her anal passage and slid his dick inside. Valentina moaned. She had begun to really enjoy Blake fucking her behind.



“Master, please.” She moaned and begged.



“I know. I told you it would be good. I want you to cum like this. I’m going to fuck you until you cum and then I’m going to cum, so baby remember you belong to me and will always do as I tell you. You are mine Valentina, mine forever.” Blake said fucking into her ass.



Valentina took his hands and put them on her breasts, “Yess Master, I am yours, fuck my ass. I will do whatever you wish.”



“Good girl, Lacy will eat your pussy my dear, she will be your slave until I give her to a Master who will break her. You have nothing to worry about as long as you obey me. You are mine.” Blake said biting her shoulder. He moved inside her and moved his hand down to her pussy and played with her clit.



Valentina could feel the familiar feelings in her ass and her pussy. She could feel it building and building. As soon as she had gotten used to him fucking her ass it was something she enjoyed and he took her like this most nights. Valentina exploded her entire body shivering with passion, her pussy soaking the bed.



Blake came in her ass and kissed her, she was his.



***



Lacy received a phone call from Blake earlier that day. He had told her to arrive in a week to begin her training. Lacy smiled, so the old guy was falling for it. She would be his little obedient puppy until she was introduced to one of the single Cassidy’s, then she would make her move.



Her sister could have an old man, but she wanted someone young and malleable. Lacy laughed, she was about as submissive as a lion with an ant. She would do whatever it took to become part of the Cassidy family.



***



Stephen and Mary went to see Mason and Daniela. They oohed over the babies. But Mary noticed that Carlos was a bit darker than Camilla she attributed it to Daniela being part Italian, but she also felt that he looked a little like her brother.



Mary pushed the thought aside. Jake wouldn’t cheat on Hayley neither would Daniela. Daniela and Hayley were friends, but something kept nagging at her.



***



Brandon was on the Katie Show. He was being interviewed about his new movie when he saw a familiar face. Ellen was sitting in the front row smiling at him. During the break he stepped off the stage; kissed her cheek and asked how she was doing. They chatted for a few moments and Ellen asked him if Samantha were with him.



“No, Sam’s in California. I’m flying back home in a few days. I’m going to see some friends and I have two more interviews to promote the film.” Brandon said pleasantly.



“Why don’t we have a drink before you leave?” Ellen said smiling.



“I have to see what my schedule is like.” Brandon said and took Ellen’s number.



After the interview, Brandon called Samantha. “Guess who was at my taping?”



“Ellen.” Samantha said without hesitation. “That girl is pissing me off.”



“She asked me to have a drink with her” Brandon said as he got into the town car which would take him to a meeting. Brandon’s agent was in the car with him.



“Stay away from that girl, she’s a crazy person.” Samantha said.



“Yes dear.” Brandon said and hung up.



Ellen watched Brandon get into his car as he left the studio. She had a feeling that he wouldn’t call her for that drink, but she would find out what he was doing and where he was going over the next few days in town and somehow she would get to him. She looked into her purse to make sure the drug was still there. She had to use it before he went back to California and that bitch he was married to. Ellen formulated a plan and smiled. Brandon Mitchell would be hers and she knew just how.



***



Brandon was staying at the Waldorf Astoria hotel. He left the hotel in a town car to visit Daniela and Mason and see the new babies. Brandon carried the baby gifts; a silver comb and brush set for each from Tiffany’s. Samantha had already sent a large stuffed giraffe and an elephant with movable heads and a complete wardrobe from Bergdorf Goodman’s which would last until the children turned two.



All of the other family members had sent gifts. Lady Catherine had arranged for most of the gifts to be delivered to the house in Connecticut. The family had been exceedingly generous with Blake’s gift being the most unexpected. He had provided guaranteed college entrance to Harvard, Yale, Vassar, Princeton, NYU and Bennington.



Brandon arrived at the apartment and was greeted warmly by Daniela. Mason was at the restaurant but would be home to see him. Lord Chadwell had returned to England after seeing the house in Connecticut and admiring the nursery. “His royal highness didn’t have as fine a place to sleep as this nursery for Carlos and Camilla.” remarked Thomas.



Lady Catherine greeted Brandon with a hug. He was very handsome and even she was a bit star struck. Brandon admired the babies and held them. “Samantha and I are really looking forward to having children. We are waiting for Quinn and Jonah and then we are next.” Brandon said kissing little Camilla on the cheek.

Daniela put the babies back in their bassinettes. Lady Catherine, Brandon and Daniela were just sitting down for a late lunch when Mason arrived. Mason thanked him and Samantha for their gifts. Daniela was spending most of her days with Lady Catherine’s help writing thank you notes. She had never been so inundated in her life and wondered what the wedding gifts would be like.



Mason ate lunch with them then he and Brandon left together. Brandon was going to take some time to get some much needed rest from his publicity tour.



Brandon walked back to the Waldorf and went to his suite where he lay down and slept.



***



Brandon slept all night long. In the morning he went for his interview at GMA and when he returned to his hotel room he ordered lunch. He needed some time alone before he had to go to David Lettermen.



His lunch of a steak salad, a coke and a piece of chocolate cake was brought up to his room by a somewhat attractive brunette who looked somewhat shy as she lowered her gaze. Brandon signed the check and had his lunch.



After lunch Brandon felt suddenly dizzy and the last thing he remembered was collapsing on his bed.



Ellen waited half an hour before returning to Brandon’s suite. She found him on the bed. The drug wasn’t just to knock him out but when he awakened it would make him want her. Ellen undressed Brandon and took off her own maid’s uniform. She left in the brown contacts and got into bed with him.



He was hers at last and she began kissing his body. She took his beautiful penis in her mouth and went to worshiping it. Ellen waited her entire life for this moment and when she asked a scientist that had a fascination with her if there was such a drug that could be used to have sex with a person and make them forget the scientist whispered that he knew of such a drug. He made up the formula and Ellen slipped it into Brandon’s coke.



Brandon slowly woke up. He felt Ellen’s mouth on his cock. “Yes Samantha so good. It’s been a while since you’ve taken me in your mouth.”



So, thought Ellen, your wife doesn’t suck you. She laughed to herself. Brandon was hard and Ellen wanted him on top of her. In Brandon’s mind he thought it was his wife as Ellen got beside him and pulled him on top of her.



Brandon began fucking her. “Sam, this is so nice. It’s not often we just take things nice and easy like this. I’m sure you’ll make me pay later, but today thank you.” Brandon said fucking her. He kissed her lips. They felt a little different, but everything felt different, her pussy, her breasts. He was in a haze and kept on fucking her. Ellen held on to him. She wanted him to cum inside her but plan b was much better. She moved her hips and said nothing as she grabbed his ass and pulled him into her.



She pushed Brandon off and he lay back as she went down on him again. She sucked his dick and put her pussy over his mouth for him to lick her. Brandon sucked her pussy. It tasted different, spicier, but he kept licking. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and came hard into Ellen’s mouth. Ellen held his sperm in her mouth and climbed off him as Brandon fell back into a deep sleep. From the pocket of her uniform Ellen took out the vial she had brought for this purpose and spit the sperm into it.



The drug would wear off soon, so she dressed. Ellen took one more lick of Brandon’s cock tasting his semen and kissing his dick reverently she dressed him to the best of her ability and left him on the bed as she took the glass of half-drunk coke and dumped it down the sink. Ellen washed the glass, checked herself in the mirror and left. Now all she could hope for was that was the scientist would impregnate her with the sperm sample she had collected.



***



A knock on the door of the suite, followed by a knock on his bedroom door woke Brandon. His assistant was there. He was going to be late if he didn’t get up. Brandon felt as if he’d been asleep forever. He noticed that his shirt was buttoned wrong and his pants weren’t zipped. “I must have been really out of it.” He said as he changed his clothes and left for the David Letterman Show.



***



The scientist had brought along a colleague; a doctor who took the sperm sample and injected it inside Ellen. As a reward, the scientist got to take her out to a dinner with his other nerdy colleagues and was the envy of everyone in the room.



***



Later that night when Brandon returned to his room he had the feeling there was something he was forgetting. He dismissed the thought and called his wife telling her he couldn’t wait to get home to her.



***



Hayley and Jake were enjoying their honeymoon in Italy. Jake had surprised Hayley on the private jet by telling her they were going to Villa d’Este in Lake Cuomo, Italy. George Clooney had invited the newlyweds to stay on his estate, but they said they would have dinner with him instead.



On the plane to Italy, Hayley and Jake were on the business jet with the private bedroom. They spent the eight hour flight mostly in the bedroom. Now that the ritual was over Jake wasted no time in letting Hayley know that he was not only the boss of this family, but the man who would show her what love making was all about.



Once the plane took off and after dinner they departed into the bedroom. Jake took off the white linen dress Hayley was wearing and secured her hands to the headboard of the bed. Jake spanked her with his hands and fucked her with his fingers until Hayley was in a state of extreme heat. He slid his dick into her pussy and fucked her with long strokes of his cock. “I plan to fuck you every damn day and night while we are away.” Jake said moving inside of her.



“Yess Sir, whatever you want.”Hayley moaned as he moved his hips. The fire was muted but not gone and Hayley reacted by pushing back against his dick.



Jake took her hips, “I love you Hayley and now you are mine.” He said moving deep inside her. “I love this pussy.” He said swatting her butt.



Jake pulled his cock out and placed it at her asshole. Deliberately he moved slowly inside her anal passage as Hayley grabbed the rope which held her hands. Masterfully Jake took her ass. He held onto her hips and fucked into her. Hayley begged and pleaded to cum, but Jake made her wait. He took her deep and hard to let her know that it was his dick she would only want. Hayley came with his dick in her ass and nothing else. She squirted her juices onto the bedspread and Jake smiled. Jake lifted up her legs and pulled himself all the way inside her. His cum first oozed out, then exploded in her ass and he held onto her legs until he was done collapsing on her back.



Jake left Hayley tied as he went to the bathroom to wash. He returned to find her staring at him and he knew what she wanted. Jake untied her and turned her over and retied her hands. Hayley licked her lips. He presented his limp cock to her as he straddled her head. Jake grabbed her head and lifted it up and down on his cock. He fucked Hayley’s face like this as she relaxed and took him past her throat where he held her there. She breathed through her nose. He pulled back and she took a breath, then he pushed down. He kept up the rhythm allowing her to breathe through her mouth and then through her nose.



Hayley watched Jake’s face the entire time and she loved how he took her deep throat like this. She loved feeling his cock taking command of her mouth but she especially loved it when he came spilling all his semen down her throat. Hayley secretly wanted Jake to treat her like his slave and every once in a while he would and she would come. She couldn’t maintain this, she was too independent in other ways so she was a submissive, but a small part of Hayley liked it when Jake ordered her to do something that she really didn’t want to do or when he pushed her boundaries and she had to stop herself from calling her safe word.



Hayley trusted Jake with her life and as he fucked her throat she was glad that he was hers.



Jake pulled all the way out then thrust back in fast and exploded down her throat. Hayley swallowed it all down. “Clean my dick” Jake ordered and Hayley licked and sucked it. She held his limp cock in her mouth. Jake went to move. Hayley cried, “Please Sir, may I suck for a little while longer.”



Jake chuckled and let her suck for a while as he stroked her hair. “You will have plenty of time to do this in Italy and every day when we are at home. I like taking your mouth like this and I will do it often.”



Hayley continued to lick and watch her husband. Jake turned his body and opened her legs wide. He bent down to look at her pussy. Jake slid a finger into her pussy and began fucking it. He loved the swollen red lips and licked them as she sucked on is dick. Jake could feel his manhood starting to rise and he began eating Hayley’s pussy as he fucked his finger inside.



This pussy was his and would receive his cock whenever and wherever he demanded it. He could whip her, flog her and cane her and she would always ask for more. Hayley Cassidy was at last his and he loved her. Jake held Hayley’s legs opened and feasted on her sex. He pinched her clit and Hayley moaned. He nibbled on the tiny bud that looked like a miniature cock sticking up and he bit it gently. Hayley groaned on his cock and kept on sucking.



Jake rocked his hips back and forth feeding her his dick. He pushed back harder and harder as he licked her pussy. Jake licked from Hayley’s pussy to her asshole and back and Hayley squirmed. Jake chuckled, “Keep sucking, you wanted my cock, you’ve got it.” He said and went back to eating her as she sucked.



Hayley couldn’t stand anymore and pulled off his dick to announce her orgasm, “Jake, Sir, I’m cummmmming.” She said and she exploded as she once again took his cock now hard into her mouth.



Jake wasn’t finished with her. He let her relax, then began to lick again. Her clit was sensitive, but he licked through it. Jake added another finger and Hayley groaned. “Don’t stop sucking my little slut or I will whip your ass. Keep sucking my dick and when I say cum, you cum with me and drink me down.” Jake ordered and began again his onslaught of Hayley’s pussy.



Hayley kept sucking him and before too long, Jake growled and said, “cum wife.” And his dick went into spasm just as Hayley let go.



Hayley wrapped her legs around Jake’s head holding him as Jake’s juices again went in her mouth. She held them this time and swallowed slowly enjoying his taste. Jake was worn out and rolled over, his feet at the top of the bed. Hayley was pretty exhausted herself and her legs lay limp. Jake kissed her pretty toes that were painted pink.



He managed to turn himself around and untie her. Taking Hayley into his arms he kissed her. “I love you Hayley Harrison-Cassidy.”



“It has a nice ring to it doesn’t it Jake?” Hayley said laughing.



“Yes” Jake sighed, “And I guess I can live with it. My parents weren’t too happy, but they also will get used to it.



My mother told me I was marrying royalty so that had precedence over everything. My dad just grumbled.”



Hayley laughed, “I’ll make it up to your dad by giving him a grand fishing trip.” Jake linked his fingers with hers. “We will be in Italy for a week; our second week will take us someplace a little livelier and in the United States.”



“Wherever I am doesn’t matter, as long as I’m with you.” Hayley said kissing his cheek.



They fell asleep together and were awakened by the flight attendant when they were two hours away from Milan.



They took a shower together and dressed. They were met by a chauffeur who drove them to the heliport to take the helicopter to the hotel. He would be bringing the luggage by car.



Jake had never been in a helicopter before and really enjoyed seeing the scenery. They arrived at the Villa D’Este hotel and were both very impressed. They were staying in the Cima Villa. Jake carried her over the threshold to the entrance of the Villa and Hayley laughed. “I’m not taking any chances. I’ll carry you again when we return home.”



The hotel’s butler greeted them as they went to their room. The entire Villa was theirs but they were sleeping on the mezzanine floor in the suite with the terrace which had views of the lake and the large living room with a terrace.



The chef prepared a light repast for them and the butler unpacked their bags. There was a beautiful bouquet of roses as well as a basket filled with Italian delicacies from George and the invitation for dinner in two days.



Hayley was looking forward to seeing George again. He and Brandon were very good friends and were talking about working in a movie together.



Hayley and Jake spent their first evening together exploring the grounds of the hotel. They had dinner at the hotels superb restaurant called Veranda where they dined on seafood and venison with excellent Italian wines.



Because they were on their honeymoon, the hotel sent over a bottle of champagne. Hayley and Jake asked that everyone having dinner be given a bottle of that champagne as their gift.



After dinner they went for dancing and drinks at a nearby club. When they returned to their room they were both very tired. The living room was filled with fresh flowers. The cards attached were from Hayley’s parents, Jake’s parents and all of the Cassidy family plus the Chadwell’s. Jake felt as if he were in a botanical garden.



When they went into their bedroom, the bed was turned down and there were chocolates on the pillow and a note, “We at the Villa D’Este are proud to have Mr. & Mrs. Harrison Cassidy as our guests. The limousine, motorboat, helicopter and plane are at your disposal should you wish to visit Bellagio or Monte Carlo or anyplace else. Please do not hesitate to call upon us if you need anything.



The Management.



Hayley and Jake were too tired to think about anything and washed up. Hayley went into the bathroom and changed into a lovely black negligee. Jake told her she looked lovely as he went into the bathroom to wash up; by the time he came out she was under the covers and on her way to sleep.



He had to admit he was tired too. Jake got into bed and Hayley turned to him so they were facing each other. Jake turned off his light and he kissed her, “I love you very much, tomorrow we will have a day of fun and relaxation. Goodnight Mrs. Harrison Cassidy.”



“Goodnight Mr. Harrison Cassidy.” And they both fell asleep holding hands.



***



Mary sat at home alone thinking about how very much Carlos looked like Jake. She wondered if her brother had an affair with Daniela and did Hayley know? She was thinking that she should speak to Jake before she made any assumptions and maybe Daniela just slept with Matthew. How did Helen feel about that? It seemed that everyone around her accepted it. She didn’t understand what was going on and almost went to her parents, but something stopped her, something made her just think about this. There was a piece to a larger puzzle she just wasn’t getting and until she had that piece she would stay quiet.



***



Mary did speak with Stephen about her concerns. He could only tell her that it had something to do with the ritual. What? He didn’t know, but he had overheard his parents speaking that Daniela was in a very secure spot in the family and had lots of power.



***



The next day Hayley and Jake spent golfing. They changed for dinner with George Clooney and his wife. George had finally broken down and married a lovely black woman named Robin. They were expecting their second child. Their first child a precocious three year old girl took a liking to Jake and hugged him. George and Robin were gracious hosts and the meal was wonderful.



By the time they returned to their hotel, they were again too tired to have sex and just went to bed. In some ways after all the sex at the ritual they needed a break.



They went out on a yacht the following day for some fishing and relaxing. While they were out on the yacht Jake had a few questions for Hayley. “Now that we’re married, what do we do about taxes?”



Hayley laughed, “The family handles all that. You just give the tax information to Blake and they take care of the rest. We sign. Any taxes we owe are paid for by the family corporation. It’s done that way for everyone.”



“You mean I don’t have to pay taxes?” Jake asked concerned.



“Not really, the family corporation pays any money owed so your money is your own. They do it for everyone in the United States and we’ve never been audited. Also the family pays more taxes than anyone else. We helped bring down the national debt. Blake will explain everything to you.” Hayley said.



“Blake seems to have a great deal of power.” Jake said.



“Yes and he really knows the law. My father told me that he went before the Supreme Court and won!” Hayley said.



“How did he become the family lawyer?” Jake asked.



“I don’t know for sure but I think that the previous family lawyer recommended him and taught him everything he needed to know before he retired. I wasn’t even born. He does have some help. Blake has five other attorneys and ten associates, who work in different areas on family business, but the ritual is purely his and he is the only one who understands all of it, besides Kenneth of course.” Hayley said as the waiter brought her, her lunch of shrimp and pasta.



Jake said thank you as the waiter put his plate of salmon with roasted vegetables and pasta in front of him. Jake took a sip of wine, “Do you want to go shopping?”



“Later, right now I’d like to just relax with you. I’ve been having such a good time. Thank you Jake for a wonderful honeymoon.” She said taking his hand.



“It’s not over. We have three more days here and then we are going back to the US for another week of fun and relaxation. I thought tomorrow we’d go to Monte Carlo and have a day out.” Jake said.



Hayley smiled and kept eating. “Good, I get to wear one of the beautiful gowns I brought.”



“You certainly bought enough clothes.” Jake said.



Hayley frowned, “it’s your fault, you wouldn’t tell me where we were going so I had to contingency pack.”



Jake laughed. They spent the rest of the day relaxing and Jake admired the blue and white bikini Hayley changed into. The boat docked and Jake and Hayley did some shopping; purchasing several items in anticipation for when they bought a house including a chandelier from the 1700′s which they had sent back to the US.



Later that night, Jake made love to his bride. Hayley was asleep and Jake got up and went for a walk. He watched the sun come up over the Lake and thought about the future and life with Hayley. He also thought for the first time about his son with Daniela.



Jake took out his international cell phone. It was after midnight in New York and he hoped that Blake would be awake.



Blake answered after the second ring, “Jake my boy, how goes the honeymoon?”



“I’m sorry to disturb you, I was wondering how Daniela is doing and how did it go with at the board meeting?”



“I was wondering when you’d call. I guess the honeymoon is going well.” Blake chuckled.



Jake laughed, “Yes, very well.”



“Everything went wonderful at the meeting. Daniela and the babies are fine. Matthew decided to do the right thing. He and Helen have set up the trusts for the babies. Everything is taken care of.” Blake hesitated and then added, “I’ve heard it says that Carlos looks a little like you. Time will tell. Mary came to see the babies.”



“She did. If she’s seen the resemblance I think she’ll ask me about it.” Jake said a bit worried.



“What are you going to tell her?” Blake asked.



“I can’t tell her too much. If I tell her I slept with Daniela she’ll think I cheated on Hayley. I can deny and hope she believes it until she does the Ritual and then I will tell her the truth.” Jake said, “I guess I didn’t think this through.”



“Right now, not a problem. The babies are just that newborns and their parents are Mason and Daniela.” Blake said and Jake agreed.

(c)2013 angelface195 all rights reserved



Here are the characters:



The Cassidy’s

Matthew: The Patriarch

Helen: His wife

Hayley: Their youngest daughter

Samantha: Their middle daughter who is married to actor Brandon Mitchell

Denise: Eldest daughter married to Daniel Worth

Jonah: Eldest child and only son – he is married to Quinn



Son in law’s

Brandon Mitchell – Actor

Daniel Worth –Sports agent

Quinn Cassidy – Daughter-in-law married to Jonah

Jake Harrison Cassidy – Husband to Hayley

Mary Harrison – Sister to Jake

Stephen Cassidy – son of Dent Cassidy, suitor to Mary

Kenneth Baylor Cassidy – Head of the board

*Gwyn Baylor Cassidy – wife of Kenneth, therapist.

Blake Black: Family lawyer, keeper of the Ritual

Valentina Alexis Black– former supermodel, wife/slave of Blake Black

*Ellen McGraw – Stalker



The Chadwell’s

Lord Thomas Chadwell

Lady Catherine Chadwell

Mason Chadwell –great nephew to Matthew, fiancé to Daniela

Daniela – Frederick’s daughter, fiancée to Mason

Claudia Chadwell-Winston and her husband, Martin Winston

Braxton Chadwell and his wife, Tara

Carlton Chadwell and his wife, Carmen

Sylvia Chadwell-Sawyer and her husband, Adam Sawyer



Staff

Margaret Jones – Assistant to Hayley

Brian West – Assistant to Jake

Marvina – New Housekeeper to Hayley and Jake



*New character










Ellen McGraw was walking down the runway when she felt a knot in her stomach and nausea rising to her lips. She managed to complete her turn before going back inside and throwing up inside a wastepaper basket. No one noticed or even cared. One model or another was always throwing up.



Ellen wiped her mouth as the designer came over to her. He was a tall flamboyantly gay man named Sven, “You are not changed. Stop throwing up your lunch and get into the next garment. You are putting us all behind.” He said in his phony French accent. He had actually been born in Brooklyn and his given name was Steven.



Ellen went to change, but inside her head a voice was screaming at her, “YOU DID IT!” and she grinned.



***



Valentina was at the fashion show and felt that something was up with Ellen. She went backstage. Sven saw her and swished his way up to her, “My darling, where have you been?” He said air kissing her.



“I’ve been getting married,” Valentina said showing off her ring.



“What a gorgeous rock. He must be loaded. We’ve missed you.” He said gazing at her. “Why don’t you put on the wedding dress and take the last turn?” Sven asked.



“I couldn’t” Valentina said.



“Please” begged Sven.



“Let me ask my husband. If he says yes, then I will.”



Sven clapped his hands, “If he says no then I will beg him. I will give you any dress from my collection if you do this for me.”



Valentina spoke with Blake who gave her his approval just this once. Blake told her that he would be there in fifteen minutes because he wanted to watch her.



“My husband says yes and he will be here in fifteen minutes so I can’t go on before he gets here. He wants to see me walk down the runway.” Valentina said excitedly.



Sven clapped his hands delightedly, “Hair and make-up, we have a star to get ready. You may have the entire collection if you wish.” Sven took Valentina’s hands in his and kissed them. He then led Valentina off to get ready.



The model, a woman named Anushka was supposed to be wearing the wedding dress. She was highly upset to learn that Valentina had upstaged her and was taking her dress. “That old cow is going to walk in the show with my dress.” She said with her Russian accent.



Ellen chuckled and went to find Valentina. She stood in the doorway as Valentina was getting made up. “I’m surprised to see you here. I thought your modeling days were over.”



“This is a onetime thing. Blake sent me here to pick out clothes and I saw you turn pale, I was concerned. When I came backstage, Sven asked me to be in the show. I called my husband, who is on his way here and he said I could do it this one time.” Valentina said as her hair was being put up.



“Are you all right Ellen?” She asked.



“I’m fine, in fact more than fine. I have a new boyfriend. He’s sweet and we are thinking of getting married.” Ellen said smiling.



“I’d like to meet him, what does he do?” Valentina asked.



Before Ellen could answer, Sven came over to her, “You have one more change, get to it and you” Sven said coming over to Valentina, “Look exquisite. Time to get you into that gown. By the way I think your husband has arrived. He looks very rich and very scary, just the way I like my men.”



Valentina laughed, “I’ll introduce you later. Shoo I’m going to get dressed now.”



Blake had brought a professional photographer with him to take photos of his wife. He wanted to surprise her with the photo for their home.



Blake watched as Ellen whom he had met came down the runway. She was pretty enough but not as beautiful as Valentina. He saw the other models and liked some of the clothes and then came Valentina. She looked so exotic, so animalistic in the bridal gown and he could feel his dick get hard. She was priceless and he was the lucky man that owned and fucked her every night. He was the man she called Master. He was the man she knelt waiting at the door to come home so she could suck his big cock.



Valentina spotted him and at the end of the runway gave him a wink beneath the veil she wore. The designer came out to great applause and took Valentina’s arm. “We are so lucky that Valentina was in the audience tonight. I begged her to wear my dress, doesn’t she look fantastic?”



The crowd erupted to cheers and catcalls. Sven stepped back as applause rained down on Valentina who did a curtsy to the crowd. Sven lifted the veil and kissed her on one cheek then the other.



The show ended and security came to escort Blake backstage. Blake looked at his wife who had changed back into her clothes with the make-up still on. She kissed her husband. “Leave the make-up on. You were wonderful.”



Valentina lowered her gaze, “Thank you Master for letting me do this.”



Sven came over and gushed about Valentina. He told Blake that he was gifting her his entire collection. Blake told him it wasn’t necessary, but Sven insisted that Valentina doing him this favor would sell more clothes and he wanted her to wear the clothes in good health.



“I won’t be able to wear them for long Sven, I’m pregnant.” Valentina said smiling at Blake.



“Ah pregnant, how wonderful” Sven said, “I should do a maternity line just for you.”



Blake smiled at Sven, “No more modeling for my wife, at least not until she has the baby then we shall see. I want her to take care of herself.”



Sven nodded and was about to say something, when he was called away.



Blake took Valentina’s arm. “Do you miss it?”



“Not really. I find that I’m very happy being with you. I see my friends and I’m getting to know some of the Cassidy’s.” Valentina said and then whispered to her husband, “Master, do you have to go back to work.”



“Yes, but you are coming with me.” He said and taking her hand they got into his car where the driver drove them to the office.



Everyone had gone home. Blake took Valentina to his office and shut and locked the door. He unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. He then ordered Valentina out of her skirt. He went over to a chest of drawers and took out some wrist cuffs which he used to cuff Valentina’s wrists behind her back.



He had Valentina step out of her underwear as he eased them down her legs. Blake’s desk top was empty, all his papers put away. Pointing to the top of the desk Valentina climbed on top naked. Blake put nipple clamps on her nipples and took out a crop. “This is for my pleasure. You haven’t done anything wrong. In fact, you look beautiful and that is why I’m taking you here.”



Blake went to the door and opened it. The photographer stepped through. Valentina looked at Blake apprehensively, but said nothing, “The photos are for me.” Blake said. “Today you get to model just for me.



The photographer took photos of every inch of Valentina’s body. Blake put his thumb in her mouth and she sucked it. “You watch me my love. Show me what a supermodel can do.” He said and she followed his instructions. Blake pulled on the chain which held the nipple clamps and Valentina moaned, “Ahhh” The photographer clicked away. The look on Valentina’s face was beautiful. Blake began using the crop on her body as Valentina squirmed with passion



Blake had Valentina sit on his desk with her legs wide and the photographer took more pictures. Her arms were released from the cuffs and he had her play with her pussy. “Valentina I want you to cum for me.” Blake turned to the photographer and said, “I want a picture of her face when she cums.”



It didn’t take long before Valentina, with her eyes locked on Blake’s eyes came hard calling his name. The photographer caught the shot. His dick was hard, but he would have to wait.



He would have loved to fuck this beauty and he knew that after he developed these pictures he would be masturbating. Blake ordered the photographer to give him the negatives and photos but before he handed them over he would stroke his dick until he came quite a few times. Valentina Black was gorgeous and Blake was a very lucky man. Also Blake was paying him handsomely not only for his work, but his discretion as well.



“Thank you” Blake said to the photographer, “You may leave. No one but you sees these photos” Blake’s voice was horse with need.



When the door was closed, Blake kissed Valentina deeply and passionately. He took out his cock and presented it to her lips. Valentina opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Blake smiled as she waited before he moved his cock slowly into her mouth. Once she had most of it, Valentina hungrily began sucking him. “That’s it my slave. You did very well. At some point I will have photos taken of you sucking my cock. These are for my use only. I have no intention of keeping them anywhere but for my view and a few friends, but right now I want you to suck my cock hard.”



Blake maneuvered Valentina to the edge of the desk and bent her head down. He fucked in her mouth and using the crop, spanked her pussy. Valentina moaned around his cock. Blake kept fucking her mouth, “Yes my slut. My beautiful slave. I loved how you looked today. Suck my cock baby; make love to your Master’s dick.” He plunged his cock deep into her mouth.



SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! He hit her pussy and Valentina was ready to cum again. She loved it when Blake used her like this; just the two of them and him taking her the way he wanted to. She wanted to please him and she sucked him down her throat. Her body was tense. Blake reached down and pulled on the chain. Valentina groaned on his dick as Blake fucked her mouth.



Blake pulled out abruptly leaving Valentina feeling empty. Valentina whimpered. She watched as he undressed. She was waiting, her pussy throbbing with hunger for Blake’s cock and need to feel his tongue on hers. Blake sat in his chair behind the desk and moved Valentina. He pulled her down onto his dick and she sank her pussy on his cock taking him completely. Blake held her and moved her body up and down. “Every time I sit here, I will remember this.” He said as he moved her body. Staring into her eyes he took off the clamps and bit her nipples. “Ahhhh Master.” Valentina groaned.



“Yes my baby, my beautiful baby, my love. Cum for me.” Valentina howled and let go. She wrapped her arms around Blake’s neck, threw her head back and creamed all over his cock.



Blake allowed her a moment then lifted her up and onto the desk where he fucked her until he too found his release. Valentina held him to her breasts and he kissed her nipples gently. “That was lovely my dear. I think we should dress and get ready to go home. Go into the bathroom and clean up and we will have a very nice dinner.” Blake said exhausted and kissed her lips.



Blake managed to get off her body and sit down in the chair. He rested and watched Valentina as she got off the desk and walked gracefully away towards the spacious bathroom. Blake liked looking at her naked body.



Valentina took a quick shower and dressed. Blake cleaned off his desk and called the cleaning crew to ventilate the room which smelled of sex.



By the time Valentina came out of the bathroom, Blake had dressed. She took his arm and they got into the car where their driver drove them home.



***



Blake went into the office the next morning to find all the legal papers for the Chadwell twins as they were now being called, on his desk signed by Matthew and Helen. The twins start in life was assured and copies of the agreement would be sent to Daniela.



Blake thought about Jake and Matthew. He wished he could be a fly on the wall when Jake returned and Matthew confronted him about Daniela.



As Blake opened his briefcase he let out a chuckle. Inside were the black lace panties his wife had worn with a note attached, “Just so my dear Master may remember where he took me yesterday. With Love your wife and slave, Valentina.”



Blake laughed for a good long time. She surprised him every minute.



***



Hayley and Jake enjoyed the rest of their time in Italy. Jake fucked her in every room of the Villa including the kitchen and they were nearly caught by the butler.



Now, they were on the private plane, on their way to where, Hayley didn’t know but she was happy just being with him.



They landed at LAX and to Hayley’s surprise Samantha was at the airport to meet them. They climbed into her SUV and Samantha drove them to her mansion in Holmby Hills. Brandon was at the studio and would be home later in the evening.



Hayley sat upfront with her sister and they chatted away as Jake looked out the window at the beautiful lush Palm trees. He hadn’t been to LA before and could imagine having a place here. They pulled up in front of the Mansion and Jake again marveled at how much money the Cassidy’s had at their disposal.



This home was the home of a movie star and looked the part. There was a large portrait of Samantha and Brandon in the living room. The butler came and took their bags up to a spacious room overlooking the pool. “Does everyone in your family have a butler?” Jake asked.



Hayley giggled, “A great many of them do. We can have one in the house if you’d like.”



“Right now I think I’ll stick with Marvina. She’s quite enough.” Jake said. Hayley came over to him and put her arms around his waist. She kissed him softly. “Thank you for bringing us here.”



Jake returned her kiss and chuckled lightly, “This wasn’t my idea. I had wanted to take you backpacking in Alaska, but Samantha said you’d probably enjoy this better.”



“Backpacking? Alaska? I’m sure Sam got a chuckle out of that. I am not the nature loving girl.” Hayley said and Jake kissed her nose.



Samantha knocked on the door. “My husband is on his way home. Very early for him and it’s all due to your arrival. We’ve arranged a few surprises for you two newlyweds and we’ll also let you have some privacy. So enjoy yourselves and if you need anything the staff is at your disposal. Tonight we’ll be grilling steaks outside. Dinner is informal.” Samantha turned and closed the door behind her.



Brandon arrived home and Samantha kissed her husband. “I’m glad they’re here.”



“So am I” Brandon said as they walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.



Samantha’s phone rang and she checked the number. “It’s Quinn.” She said to Brandon.



“What? Oh My God that’s so great. I’m so happy for you.” Samantha mouthed to Brandon, “Quinn’s pregnant. She took one of those tests. She’s going to the doctor’s day after tomorrow to make sure.”



Brandon grinned. They would have to wait until after Quinn’s first trimester, then they could start. Brandon mouthed back, “Tell Jonah and Quinn congratulations from us and Hayley and Jake. I’m sure they will want to know. Boy, babies are coming around here fast.” Brandon said kissing his wife.



He left her to talk to Quinn and went upstairs to his bedroom to change. Jake knocked on the bedroom door and the two friends, now, in-laws hugged. “Happy to see you, nice digs you got here.” Jake said as he walked around the room.



“I’m glad to see you and also glad you decided to spend the week with us. Did Sam tell you that we are hosting a party for both of you tomorrow?” Brandon said as he changed his pants.



“No, but it sounds like fun.” Jake said.



“Don’t tell Hayley because I’m sure Sam wants to be the one to tell her, Quinn just found out she’s pregnant.” Brandon said unbuttoning his shirt.



“That’s great, does that mean you and Samantha can start trying soon?” Jake said sitting down on the loveseat at the end of the bed.



“After Quinn’s first trimester we can start and then after Sam gets pregnant it will be Denise and Daniel and then you and Hayley.” Brandon said as he brushed his hair.



Samantha came upstairs all excited. Seeing Jake she asks, “Where’s Hayley?”



“She’s lying down; long day, long trip.” Jake says. Samantha leaves the room and goes to see Hayley as Brandon brings Jake out onto the terrace in the bedroom which overlook the gardens.



***



Samantha comes into the room to see her sister lying on the bed. She is not asleep and Sam sits on the bed and strokes her hair. “Hey Sam, is Brandon here?”



“Yes, he’s looking forward to seeing you. I have news.” Samantha says and Hayley sits up.



“News” She asks



“Quinn’s pregnant.” Sam says and Hayley wakes completely up.



“That’s so cool! Do mom and dad know?” Hayley asks excitedly.



“Yep, Quinn called them first. She is phoning Daniel and Denise. I’m sure they will be waiting for me. So everyone will be watching their calendars.” Samantha says jokingly.



“Are you excited?” Hayley asks hugging her sister.



“I am and anxious to get started.” Samantha said and then added, “We will be having dinner outside; grilled steaks, salads and lobster. So get ready and we’ll go and eat. You can say hello to your brother-in-law.”



Hayley got up and changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. She put her long hair into two pigtails. Sam had left to speak with the chef. Jake returned to the room. “You look really cute.” He said kissing her. “I could fuck you right here and right now.”



“After dinner” she whispered and bit his ear lobe.



Jake swatted her behind, “If I wanted to take you here and now in front of Brandon and Samantha I would.”



Hayley lowered her eyes, “I’m sorry, I just meant it would be rude to be late for dinner.”



Hand in hand they went down to dinner. Hayley hugged Brandon. Brandon led them outside where the table was set near the pool area and the wine was chilling.



The chef asked how they liked their steak and went to the outdoor grill.



“I really like your house.” Jake said. “I wouldn’t mind if we had a summer place here.”



“Why don’t you move to LA?” Brandon asked.



“No, LA doesn’t look like my kind of place. I’m too much of a New Yorker. I like the subway and the fast pace of the city. Also my parents are getting older and I want to be around just in case they need me.” Jake said.



Hayley agreed, “I’m starting a fashion line and I need to be in New York.”



Samantha looked surprised, “You are. I’m so glad to hear that. Jake, Hayley was always designing clothes for her dolls as a child and now she’ll do it for the masses. How wonderful!”



Hayley laughed, “I’m not starting tomorrow. I want to spend some time with Jake and then start, but that’s the plan.”



They ate and drank. Samantha was a little concerned about her husband. He looked a little tense. After dinner they talked about the next week. Tomorrow Samantha would take them around Los Angeles and show them around Rodeo Drive and other parts of LA, they would have lunch and then return home to get ready for the party.



Very late, after two bottles of wine each couple went to their room. Samantha hugged Brandon, “What’s on your mind?”

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*I think we have between five and ten chapters left. I will let you know when we are at the final three. I am glad you stuck with me. Remember this was my dream. Thanks for hanging in there.



Angelface195 



If you need a list of the cast of Cassidy’s please refer to chapters 1 — 36.



Lacy Alexis — Sister to Valentina



Ellen McGraw — Pregnant stalker and supermodel



Derrick Cassidy Kennedy — Suitor to Lacy Alexis



Staff



Margaret Jones — Assistant to Hayley



Brian West — Assistant to Jake



Marvina — New Housekeeper to Hayley and Jake




***



When Lacy woke up she was not in her room, she was naked, bound and blindfolded lying on the floor of the Danger Zone.



After she fainted, Blake had Henry inject her with a drug that would put her asleep for a few hours. They stripped her of her clothes and brought her downstairs where Blake bound her so that her ass and breasts were available to him. For the next two days she would be punished and at the end of it she would belong completely to Derrick if he chose to have her. If he didn’t she would be sent to an asylum owned by the Cassidy family in Germany where she would spend the rest of her natural life.



Lacy read parts of the Ritual which she shouldn’t have but she didn’t know they were about and for her. Derrick phoned Blake and they discussed the situation.



Derrick told Blake that Lacy would sign the contract and belong to him. He was in love with her and he would accept her as his bride. This breech was not as serious as it could have been if she had read the entire contract. It was serious in that she had seen the contract. Blake took responsibility as did Henry. Kenneth was called and he told them that as long as she was punished and signed the contract after her punishment everything would be fine. He didn’t want to call a board meeting for this because of Derrick’s feelings for Lacy and Lacy being Valentina’s sister. Blake agreed and so did Derrick.



The two men talked about Lacy’s punishment, Henry would be included since Blake believed it was his keys she had stolen. Blake and Henry would punish her the first night, then Derrick, Henry and Blake the second. After the punishment Derrick would ask her to marry him. Derrick would tell her that if she didn’t she would never see him again neither would she have any communication with her sister.



Derrick had his mother’s engagement ring. She had given it to him before he came to New York. “Just in case” She had told him and now he was at this moment. He had intended to wait, but when Blake told him why she broke into his office, he just had to smile.



Blake was an expert in bondage. He learned the art of Kinbaku, Japanese rope bondage and many other methods. Derrick received photos of Lacy in bondage and thought she looked beautiful.



Henry and Blake would spend the first night with her, and then tomorrow Derrick would join them.



Lacy squirmed in her bondage as she awakened. “Who’s there?” She said as she was blindfolded and couldn’t see. Henry turned on the lights. He had a tray of food with him. Henry’s dick grew hard in his pants as he set the food down on the table. He scooped Lacy up and placed her on the bed. “Pleesse, where am I, what’s happening?”



“Shush” Henry said and ran his hand down the side of Lacy’s face. He traced his finger down her throat and her cleavage. At her nipples he pinched them hard. Lacy groaned, “Please, please let me go and you can do whatever you want, please.”



Henry chuckled as he captured her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard on it. Lifting his head he said, “I plan to do whatever I want except fuck your pussy.” He said and went back to sucking her.



“Henry, please” Lacy choked. Henry pushed her down on the bed and removed the rope covering her pussy. He licked her juice and Lacy squirmed, “Ahhh”



Blake entered the room, “Feed the girl, then you may feast on her pussy all you like.”



“Sir, is that you?” Lacy cried.



Blake came close to her, “It’s me and before this night is over, you’ll learn exactly who I am.”



Henry went over to the table and brought over the soup. He fed Lacy while Blake chose what implements he would use for her punishment.



After the soup and some crackers, Henry gave her water to drink. When she was finished he took the tray out. Blake left her for a few moments to change into the leather pants he would wear for this punishment. Henry returned wearing a pair of short leather pants and nothing else. His dick was nearly coming out his pants. He turned Lacy onto her knees on the bed. He admired Blake’s knot tying.



Blake took down the whip and let it whistle in the air as he slashed it near Lacy’s face. Lacy heard it and she began to cry. Henry took her face in his hands and kissed her. “I am so looking forward to your tears my dear.” Henry said as he twisted her nipples.



Lacy groaned, “Ahh, please stop.” She cried. Henry twisted both nipples again.



“Ouch” Lacy said and Henry slapped her face hard, “You are a little bitch, aren’t you. You thought you could blackmail my Master? You made a fool out of me and betrayed Master’s trust in you. You are very lucky that Valentina is your sister or Master would have told me to kill you, you whore.” Henry said and slapped her again.



Lacy was screaming and crying. Blake came over to Henry, “Enough. It’s time the real punishment begins.”



Earplugs were placed in Lacy’s ears and then headphones. A ball gag was placed over her mouth to muffle her screams.



Blake picked up the whip and began to whip Lacy as she screamed. Henry got underneath her and moved the rope and began eating her pussy as Blake continued whipping.



THWACK!



THWACK!



THWACK!



The whip came down on Lacy’s legs and buttocks. After two more hits with the whip, Blake picked up the cane and began systematically hitting her buttocks as Henry ate her pussy. Lacy’s brain was sending all kinds of signals to her body; extreme pain, then pleasure, then pain, then pleasure and she felt as if she were losing her mind.



Blake kept using the cane and he could see the conflict Lacy was having. Her body betrayed her and she came in Henry’s mouth. She would have screamed if the gag had not been in her mouth.



Blake stopped caning her. He unbuttoned his pants and took them off. His dick was hard as steel and he stroked it. Blake brought his cock close to Henry’s face and Henry who was underneath Lacy took his Master’s cock in his mouth and sucked on it. “Very nice, you are still the best cocksucker I know, next to my wife that is.” Blake said chuckling.



“Keep eating that pussy, but no fingers. You may use a vibrator on her clit, but her hymen is to stay intact.” Blake ordered.



“Yes Sir.” Henry said returning to eating Lacy’s pussy.



Blake took the ball gag from Lacy’s mouth and the earplugs and headphones from her ears. He kissed her. She cried, “Please Blake, please Sir.”



“I know you want to cum again and you will. You’ll cum until you can’t stand it anymore and then I’ll let you sleep, but right now dear Lacy I want to hear you scream.” Blake said kissing her again.



“Please Sir, please I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” She blubbered. Blake just laughed.



“You didn’t mean to get caught you cunt, you thought you’d blackmail me to get what you wanted, you thought you’d get Derrick. Well my dear be careful what you wish for.” Blake said pinching her nipples hard then bending down to bite them.



“Oh my God” Lacy said.



“Get ready bitch and pray…” Blake said as he lubed his dick. “You are lucky I love your sister. Blake said as he slid one finger with lube in her ass then the other.



Lacy groaned, “Oh please Sir, please, you’ll tear me, you’ll rip me. Oh God, please…” She cried, tears streaming down her face.



Blake grabbed her ass with one hand and his cock with the other. He positioned the head at her opening and began to push in.



Lacy screamed and begged, “Please, please, pleasssse…and then she fainted as Blake pushed all of himself inside her.



Blake held still and then began fucking in and out of her small anal passage. Henry kept licking Lacy’s pussy as Lacy came awake. She couldn’t see or hear she could only feel. Sensations in her body were all coming together.



Blake moved more of himself into her ass. He grabbed hold of her hips and pushed his full length inside her. Lacy screamed again as Blake’s balls hit her ass; he was all the way inside.



Blake grimaced, god she was tight. He would have to make sure he did this every night until she moved in with Derrick, then he would encourage Derrick to keep the momentum going. Blake chuckled, knowing that Derrick would.



Henry got up and retrieved a small vibrator from the table. He turned it on and used it on Lacy’s clit as Blake began to now really fuck her ass.



Blake pulled out slowly and then pushed back in. Lacy felt stuffed. She also felt her explosion building as the vibrator did its thing on her very stimulated pussy.



Blake began fucking in earnest. He held on to Lacy’s hips and slammed in and out. Lacy was moaning. Her mind was begging him to stop while her body wanted all of this to continue.



“Please Sir, please Ma…” She couldn’t say it, she wouldn’t say it.



Blake slammed inside her again, “Please what Lacy, you know you want to submit, you know you want to do whatever it is I want to do to you. You’ve been building up to this moment. Tell me Lacy, say it, say it!” Blake ordered as he slapped her sore ass.



Lacy felt her orgasm building; she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop it. “Sir, yes, yess, Master, please fuck me, please may I CUM, I’m so very close, please.”



Blake smiled and slammed in and out of Lacy as Henry used the vibrator to bring Lacy over the edge. Lacy moved her ass back on Blake’s dick. She wanted him inside her. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted all of it. Lacy exploded, she came hard, she cried, she screamed and she creamed as Henry latched onto her pussy and drank her juices down.



Lacy’s punishment day one was over for now…



Blake took photos of Lacy’s body. He sent the photos to Derrick and his father. Derrick loved one of the photos so much that he had it blown up, framed and put in the bathroom of his house. He would have another one in the bedroom of his California house.



Lacy was exhausted and Blake untied her. Blake massaged her arms and legs. Lacy had tears running down her face, but Blake didn’t care. “I’ll leave you to sleep, we will be back in a few hours to continue and then you can sleep for the night. You’ll stay here.” He said and removed the blindfold, covered her with a sheet and turned off the lights.



Lacy went into the fetal position and cried until she fell into a deep restless sleep, her ass racked with pain and her pussy sore. She cried mostly because she had done this to herself.



***



At two in the morning Henry came down with a pitcher of water and some ointment. Lacy was asleep. Henry pulled the covers off her body and with gloves on used the ointment on the cane marks. Lacy moaned in her sleep. Henry slid his gloved finger in her ass and Lacy awoke with a start.



Henry spanked her ass hard and she groaned, “Stay still. I’m putting ointment in your ass, I’m not going to fuck you there…not yet anyway. Have some water” He said as he took off the gloves and turned on the small lamp near her bed. Lacy blinked from the light. Her eyes were red from crying. She took the glass from Henry her hands shaking and drank the entire glass.



Henry reached for her and she shrank back. He smirked, “I get to spend some time with you and you get to suck my cock. If you don’t I’ll wake Mr. Black and I’m sure he’ll take your ass again sore or not.”



Lacy sighed, “I’m tired and hungry.” She moaned.



Henry said, “After I get what I want, you get what you want. Lie down.”



Lacy handed him the glass and lay down on the bed. She watched as Henry felt her body. He moved down to her pussy. “Too bad I can’t fuck you, but Master wants you to remain a virgin…at least your pussy anyway.”



Lacy wanted to say something, but she thought better of it. Henry continued feeling down her hips to her thighs. He opened her legs and eased a finger just inside. He pulled it out and tasted it. “Juicy pussy, virgin and very tasty.” He said to himself.



Henry felt back up to Lacy’s breasts as she watched. He pinched her nipples and she moaned. “I’m going to fuck those breasts while you suck my cock. I’m going to fuck your mouth and you’re going to swallow every bit of my seed or I will spank you severely.” He said pinching her nipples again.



Henry climbed up on her body and positioned his cock. The old Lacy would have laughed at the size of his dick. It was about seven inches, a normal size cock but after Blake’s it looked small. This new nearly submissive Lacy knew better. Henry stared at her, as he ordered Lacy to push her breasts together so he could fuck between them and she would lick his cock.



Henry began; as he fucked back and forth he pinched and pulled on her nipples. “Yes those tits are gorgeous. Suck the head of my cock.” He ordered as he moved faster and faster between Lacy’s breasts. She did her best to accommodate him.



Henry had enough of this and climbed over her head. He lowered his cock in her mouth and grabbing hold of the headboard Henry roughly fucked in and out of Lacy’s mouth. “Take that cock, suck it you little slut. I’m gonna cum soon and if you don’t swallow it all, I’ll tell Mr. Black and then I’ll whip you.”



Lacy sucked him. She prayed he would cum soon so she could go to sleep. She was so tired. Henry fucked in and out of her mouth. He tried to hold back but after everything that happened this evening with Blake he soon came hard in Lacy’s mouth and she swallowed just as fast as she could not missing any. Lacy cleaned his cock licking around and around until she had cleaned every drop.



Henry got off her body and kissed her. Lacy didn’t want to kiss him, but she did. Her pussy was wet and she felt ashamed that she wanted some relief but she would not ask.



Reaching down between her legs, Henry felt her wet pussy. “Little slut!” He exclaimed, “You are soaking wet. You enjoy being abused.



Henry chuckled, “Just wait until later today, you’ll be creaming.” Henry went into the bathroom and returned with a cotton nightgown, a set of sheets and a comb and brush.



“Take a shower, change the linen and clean yourself up. I’ll be here at ten with your breakfast and then the rest of your punishment begins.” Henry ordered.



Lacy looked at him through her lashes, “Thank you.” She said softly.



“What are you thanking me for bitch?” Henry snapped.



“Thank you for giving me your semen” She said.



“You are very welcome. I’ll bring you some fruit. This is the way you need to behave. You are nothing now, nothing but you are lucky that Mr. Black cares about you and loves your sister who is a treasure. Be a good slave and you will find life much better.” He said and Henry got up and left.



Henry returned a few moments later with a bowl of oranges, apples and grapes.



He pulled Lacy to him and she went willingly. Henry pulled her nipples and she moaned. “Too bad you are not mine.” He said and he kissed her hard, shoving his tongue in her mouth. Lacy wrapped her arms around him and returned his kiss.



He pushed her away and onto the floor where he left her as he went up the stairs of the Danger Zone locking the door behind him.



Lacy dove into the fruit and ate until she was full. She then went to the shower. The water felt soothing against her skin. She saw there was ointment in the bathroom and she put it on all the parts of herself she could reach after she dried herself.



Lacy put on the nightgown, drank some more water and turned off the lights. She curled up again into the fetal position and fell into a deep sleep, sucking her thumb.



***



Later that morning Henry came down with a tray. There was bacon, pancakes, fruit salad with yogurt and orange juice. Lacy woke up and knelt on the floor.



“Mr. Black will be down in an hour. You are to eat and be naked waiting for him. This day will conclude your punishment.” Henry said and left.



Lacy combed and brushed her hair. She found a hair tie and put it in a ponytail. Sitting down she found herself again hungry and ate every bite.



She changed the sheets and made the bed. When she heard the door being unlocked she quickly stripped out of the nightgown and waited naked, head touching the floor, arms outstretched, on her knees.



***



Blake phoned Derrick and told him what time to arrive. They had decided what to do. Derrick was eagerly awaiting this night and had the ring in his pocket. He couldn’t wait to see her.



When Blake came downstairs he was pleased to see Lacy in position. He was wearing black silk pants, kicking off his slippers he stood in front of Lacy in his bare feet.



“You are a slave Lacy. From now on you will always be a slave. Crawl over here and kiss my feet.” He ordered.



Lacy with her eyes down crawled over to him. She kissed first one foot and then the other. Blake ordered her to kneel and look up at him. She did. He could see the confusion on her face; he could see her fighting with herself. He could see a part of her was gone and would never return.



Derrick arrived and Henry sent a message to Blake. Blake took out a blindfold and ordered Lacy onto the bed. She complied immediately. He blindfolded her, then put the earplugs in her ears, then the headphones. Blake did not restrain her.



Lacy was up on her knees, blindfolded and deaf as Derrick came into the room. He took photo after photo of her and as he undressed he knew that whatever Blake wanted, he would get because Derrick owed him for bringing him Lacy.



Henry joined them and he also undressed. The three men began feeling her body. Lacy felt the three pair of hands and let out a gasp, but said nothing. She was no longer carefree Lacy, she was no longer arrogant Lacy, she was nothing.



Derrick whispered to Blake for the crop. He wanted to see how she would react. Blake handed him the crop and Derrick began to use it on Lacy’s body. It stung and hurt and she moaned but she did not cry out. Blake brought his hard cock to her lips and as Derrick used the crop, Lacy began sucking Blake. She knew his cock and sucked him the way she knew he liked.



Henry felt her tits. He squeezed them, teased the nipples and played with them. She felt Henry get under her and begin licking her pussy as Derrick continued using the crop on her back, buttocks and legs. Lacy whimpered, but kept sucking Blake. Throwing the crop on the floor, Derrick felt Lacy’s ass. He moved his hand over her soft skin and traced the cane marks.



Derrick opened her ass and bent down to lick it, causing Lacy to tremble. He moved Henry from beneath her and put his finger inside her wet pussy. He tasted her and vowed before the night was over he would suck her to orgasm and feast on her juices.



Lacy could not hear or see, all of her sensations were in the touches from the men and the dick in her mouth.



Derrick put some lube on his cock and positioned it at the head of her asshole. He moved his dick in slowly and Lacy tensed. Derrick spanked her ass and Lacy relaxed. She then did something Derrick did not expect. Reaching behind her she grabbed both of her cheeks and opened her ass to him. Derrick smiled and moved all of himself inside her. He grabbed her hips and began fucking her ass. Blake took his cock out of her mouth and moved Henry away from her pussy.



Henry took Lacy’s place sucking Blake’s cock as Blake picked up the camera and took pictures of Lacy, blindfolded with Derrick fucking her. She moved back on his cock matching his rhythm and Derrick fucked her. Lacy’s mouth was partially open. Occasionally she licked her lips. She whipped her ponytail back and forth to the movement of Derrick fucking her.

A dream, A fantasy or maybe somewhere A reality.



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The 4th of July weekend turns out to be a very good time for me indeed. Our movie is number one at the box office. Dominic, Skip and I are over the moon. Anna’s performance is masterful and there is Oscar buzz for her. Unfortunately, morning sickness is a nightmare for Anna. She has to be hospitalized for a month before it subsides enough to allow her to come home.



Marlene visits nearly every day with baby Lucia who is plump with squeezable cheeks. She and Dominic get married at the end of August in my house. Skip is his father’s best man and Rachel is chosen as Marlene’s maid of honor.



Brian and Daisy prepare all the food for the fifty guests invited. Daniel sends his regrets and a gift, a case of champagne. Dunge and Sheila arrive as does John and Amber. We celebrate another wedding.



Holding on to Anna’s hand, she looks at me with such love. Her baby bump is barely visible and I touch my hand at her stomach. Most nights she is in my bed and I wake up at night just to look at her. “Mistress.” She says in her sleep or “My wife.” Sometimes she says “Bry.”, but most nights she is dreaming of me.



I think of how much life has changed since Sir and I went to California to choose our submissives and wound up with three. I think back to Marlene. She is so in love with Dominic. She is also so helpful now and much less haughty then she was. The baby has made her even more beautiful. Marlene is a very good mother.



The only fly in our ointment is Rachel. She is moody. Skip has been asking her what’s the matter but she only answers him with an ‘I’m fine, please leave it alone. ‘They have moved into their own apartment now far from the house. Skip has brought a new project to our attention. We have put an option on the John Grisham book, The Racketeer and have signed sexy black actor, Brandon Heath as Malcolm Bannister.



Skip has more than proven himself a partner and working with his father has brought them closer together. I am also learning my new partner is a pretty smart guy and I love him even more.



Brian has taken his role as my husband very much to heart. He keeps the home working smoothly and meals are always served on time. Daisy and Andrew work well with him and things are going along perfect, too perfect and I am starting to wonder when the next shoe will drop.



The fall rolls around. Between work, doctor’s appointments with Anna and day to day living we are busy. Rebecca comes for a visit. She sees Rachel’s mood and finally gets her to talk about it.



Rebecca who is staying with us knocks on my door one evening. “Mistress, may I come to talk to you.” She says. Brian is cleaning up after dinner and Anna is helping Dominic with a project. Skip is on his way home to Rachel.



“Come in and sit down.” I say. Rebecca sits on the chaise. She is biting her lip and looking down at her hands.



“what’s the matter? I say and get up and sit down next to her. Anna comes into the room and I shake my head. Silently she retreats.



“Mistress, It’s about Rachel. I am going to betray a confidence.” She says quietly.



I take Rebecca’s hand, “You can tell me. I’ve been worried about her.”



Rebecca takes a deep breath and tells me the problem. When she is finished, I hear the shoe drop. Rachel has stage a brain tumor. She has refused all treatment and hasn’t told Skip anything. She is 29 years old.



This news hits me very hard, but I know that she will not go through it alone. We will be with her, but she has to tell Skip and she has to face it.



After speaking to Rebecca, I call Dr. Heart. I arrange for him to come to the house tomorrow for dinner along with a Dr. Durant, the leading neurologist at NYU Medical Center in New York.



Rebecca thanks me. She is in her last year of residency and will be a fully-fledged doctor. Rebecca has gone with Rachel to the doctor and she knows that Rachel will only have a year or two to live.



I don’t speak to Rachel when she comes for dinner, but I have spoken with Dominic who is distraught not just for Rachel but also what this would do to his son.



“Stephanie, how are we going to tell him? How is he going to deal with this? He loves this woman. Maybe something can be done?” He says staring at me as if I have the magic answer.



“That is why Dr. Heart and the neurologist are joining us this evening. However, it is not we who are going to tell him. Rachel has to do this. I’m hoping there is at least a treatment, but praying for a cure.”



Rachel arrives and she looks beautiful. Her blond hair is in a chignon and she is wearing a Phillip Lin overexposed sheer appliqué dress. Skip is holding her hand. He looks stressed. Dr. Heart arrives with a beautiful honey colored blond woman. He introduces her as Dr. Mary Durante, head neurologist at NYU. Rachel pales and then shoots dagger eyes at Rebecca. She starts to tremble and manages to keep from crying even though I can see the tears start to prick her eyes.



Skip turns to look at her and Rachel bursts into tears. She runs upstairs. He starts to go to her and I stop him. “Let me. I know what’s bothering her.”



He looks at me puzzled. Lightly I touch his shoulder, “She will come to you when she is ready.”



I speak to the rest who are gathered in the sitting room, Dominic and Marlene; the baby is with the Nanny, Anna and Rebecca; Brian is still preparing dinner with Daisy and the two doctors who both come up to me.



“Dinner will be soon. I need to go upstairs to Rachel. We will return.” I take Dr. Heart and Dr. Durante with me.



When we are gone, Skip turns to his father, “What the fuck is going on? Why won’t any of you tell me anything? Does everyone know what’s going on with Rachel except me?”



Anna shakes her head, “I don’t know anything.”



“Dad?” Skip looks again at his father. Dominic is silent for a moment as Marlene touches his arm. “Son, it is up to Rachel to tell you what’s going on.”



Upstairs, I find Rachel in her old room lying on the bed, crying hysterically. Dr. Durante goes to her and sits on the bed while Dr. Heart and I stand in the doorway.



“Rachel?” asks the doctor. Rachel is still crying.



“Please my dear, I know you’re going through an ordeal and you’re scared, but maybe I can help.” Dr. Durante looks at Dr. Heart and me. We leave, closing the door behind us.



Everyone comes into the dining room for dinner. Skip wants to ask questions. He looks scared and miserable. Dinner is served and the only one who seems to have a hearty appetite is Anna.



Finally, after a half an hour Rachel comes to the table. Dr. Durante sits down next to her. Her head is bowed and she looks down at her plate. Her eyes are red rimmed. Taking a deep breath, Rachel looks at all of us, her eyes resting on Skip who is sitting on the other side of her. His face etched with worry and concern.



She strokes his face, “I have something to tell all of you, but I want to tell my Skip first. So please let’s have dinner and then Dr. Durante and Dr. Heart and I will go into my old room and have a talk. “She looks at me, “Mistress, while we are gone, you may tell everyone else.”



I just nod. Rachel eats dinner as Skip picks at his food, a part of him dreading what she has to say. The meal is eaten mostly in silence.



After dessert, Rachel and the two doctors along with Skip get up and leave the table. Once they are gone, all eyes turn to me. Dominic bows his head and I tell them about Rachel. By the time I am finished with Rebecca filling in the blanks, Marlene is weeping, Brian is staring down at his plate. Daisy is saying a silent prayer and Andrew is just silent. Anna takes my hand, “Mistress, we will be here for her. We will do whatever it takes to help her and Skip through this.”



Dominic says, “Thank you all. It’s going to be hard for him to deal with this, but yes, we all will help my son move past this.”



In the living room, we talk, listen to music and wait. Dominic plays a halfhearted game of chess with Andrew.



Rachel comes down with Skip, his arm around her waist. Dr. Heart and Dr. Durante ask to speak with me. Dr. Durante begins by sighing, “it took some coaxing, but Rachel has given me permission to view her medical records. She will be coming to see me next week and we’ll see what we can do for her.”



Rebecca joins us, “Mistress, I’d like to stay. I have asked for a leave. May I?”



I nod and she returns to Rachel’s side. Dr. Heart notices me looking at Skip. He grins, “That’s a really nice young man. He loves her and that will help.”



My pregnant Anna kneels down in front of Rachel and takes her hand, “All of us love you. You should have told us. We will be here for you.”



Dr. Durante asks me, “She needs her family. I heard they were estranged because of her lifestyle. She will need them.”



I nod and say to the doctor, “I’ll reach out to them and see if they will come around.”



Dr. Heart and Dr. Durante stay for one drink and then leave. Dominic, Skip, Rachel and Marlene leave next. As a family, I believe they need to talk. Rachel whispers, “Thank you Mistress” to me and gives me a strong hug as she leaves. Andrew and Daisy return home.



Anna and Brian come up to me and put their arms around me. I hold out my arms to Rebecca and she collapses in tears. We all embrace her. While Brian is making Rebecca a cup of tea and sitting down with her at the dining table, I go into the bedroom and phone Sir Richard.



He and Diana are upset when I relay the news and give me the telephone number of Rachel’s mother and father. I learn she also has a sister who is 20 years old. Her name is Abigail. If I cannot get through to the parents, maybe I can to her sister.



Anna is sitting on the bed watching me. It has been a long day and I am exhausted. As I hang up the phone, she kneels down at my feet. “Mistress, let me love you tonight.”



I am speechless and just nod. I help her up and she goes to talk to Brian. She returns a few minutes later as I am undressing. Anna helps me undress. I am like a child. My thoughts are on Rachel and how to help her. Anna knows this. She puts on a very sexy black chemise with some black panties. She looks hot.



“Bry says goodnight and he will see you in the morning. Tonight is about you and me and…” She pauses and pats her stomach, “our little bundle here.”



“Are you sure you don’t want to know what it is?” I say bending down and kissing her belly still clothed. She pats my head, “no, I want to be surprised.”



She lifts up my face, gently kissing my lips. “You are my whole world. I am so honored to be carrying this baby. I just want a healthy, happy, beautiful baby.”



Anna hesitated a minute and put her arms around me. I looked at her knowing she wanted to say more. Biting her lip she added, “Mistress, I know that biologically I don’t have any claim to this baby, but I want you to know that in every way, this baby is mine and yours.”



I took her in my arms. She knew just the right thing to say. We were having a new life and looking at death at the same time. In this moment, Anna let me know that we were a family and would get through anything together.



I let my wife take the lead this night as she went between my thighs and teased my clit until I was begging her to cum. Anna kept on sucking and licking me. I am clawing at the sheets. My mind is totally, on what Anna is doing to me. She teases me until my body cannot take it anymore and I come completely apart grabbing her head and pulling her into me.



Tears spring to my eyes as I am overwhelmed by this orgasm that consumes my body. I am exploding and Anna keeps sucking me. I come again and…black out!



I awake to find Anna looking down at me, a smug smile on her face. Reaching up I pull her down to me and kiss her lips which taste of me. “Pretty proud of yourself aren’t you?”



She grins and licks my nipple, “I love watching you let go like that. It doesn’t happen often enough Mistress. Ever since the whole episode with Daniel, you have been very wound up. Bry and I have been worried about you.” Her face clouds over, “and now with this news about Rachel, we want you to relax.”



I look up at her and smile, “You and Brian have nothing to worry about. I know there is nothing I can do for Rachel except steer her to the right doctor. The person I am most concerned about is Skip. He’s young and in love. This must be terribly hard for him. He is like a son to me.”



“I know Mistress and he loves you also. We will all help him and Rachel get through this. I just want you to relax.” She kisses me gently then puts my hand on her belly. “We have a baby coming and I don’t want you to be stressed out.”



“Speaking of baby, would you like to start getting the nursery together. We could go shopping this week.” I say and she hugs me laying her body on top of mine. I turn her over until Anna is lying underneath me.



Lifting up the top of her chemise, I go after her nipples that are fuller and even tenderer. I suckle gently on them as she moans, “Mistress, I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”



“You have, my turn now.” I whisper. “In fact I plan to take such good care of you that you and our baby will sleep in my arms all night long.”



She groans as I pull down the panties. I put her legs over my back and dive in.



By the time, I am finished it is 1:15 in the morning. Anna is fast asleep and to my amused surprise, snoring. I get up and put on my bathrobe to go into the kitchen for something to drink.



Rebecca and Brian are still up and talking in the kitchen. They are sitting on stools sharing some tea. As I walk in, Brian comes to me and kisses me hard on the lips. “Would my wife like some tea?”



I smile, “yes my husband, I would like some.” We sit and talk of Rachel and how we are all going to see her through this.



Several days later Rebecca, Anna and I go with Skip and Rachel to NYU where Rachel undergoes a battery of tests as we sit and wait.



Skip and Rebecca stay with her overnight. At home, it is just the three of us with Daisy and Andrew. Our fish dinner is delicious, but we don’t really taste it. Until the results come back, it is the longest week of our lives.



Dr. Heart and Dr. Durante come over to the house a week later. Everyone is there including three visitors. Rachel’s parents, Ilich and Marion arrive as does Rachel’s sister Abigail.



Abigail is a striking blond beauty. Younger than her sister, she is quiet and demur. If I weren’t happily with my two, I would go for this one. She is a beauty at 5’11, a size 4 with long legs. Rachel has told me that she was a cheerleader in high school and is now studying fashion design.



Abigail’s parents are staying at the Plaza while Abigail has asked to stay with us. After meeting me and seeing that I don’t have horns or a whip in my hand, they agreed.



When they arrived earlier in the day with Rachel and Skip we talked. They had questions about me about Brian and Anna. I told them who I was. I talked about Sir and our life. I was honest. They asked about Sir Richard, I shared with them who he was, and finally they asked about their daughter. Skip started to answer as Rachel sat quietly.



“Your daughter is a submissive. It is who she is in the depths of her soul. Just like her blue eyes and blond hair. She is a woman who loves to serve.”



Ilich looked at me, but it was Marion who asked, “It can’t be that simple.”



Anna answered, “yes it can be. There is no greater joy that I have than taking care of my Mistress in every way.”



Marion said, “We read that book, Fifty Shades of Gray and we wondered if there was something that happened to her to make her this way.”



Rachel rolled her eyes. She had, had this conversation before. Brian answered, “Nothing happened to me. I had a normal childhood, but I knew that I wanted a strong woman. I wanted someone that I could work at pleasing, who would discipline me when I did something wrong or even just for her own pleasure.”



Ilich asked, “Doesn’t it hurt when she um, discipline’s you?”



He stared straight into Ilich’s eyes and said, “Sometimes, but it also feels good. I know that Mistress is disciplining me because she loves me. She doesn’t hurt me out of spite. She just makes sure that I correct the behavior or she discipline’s me to…” He smiles broadly, “keep me on my toes.”



Rachel slides down from the couch to sit at Skip’s feet. Her father raises an eyebrow. She says to him, “I love my Master and he loves me. He takes very good care of me.” Rachel looks at me, her eyes are sad, ‘I also loved Mistress Stephanie’s husband, Sir. He was kind, but also rough. I loved it. Master Skip is still learning. You will meet his father. Master Dominic is a Dom and a very strong Dom. His wife, Marlene is his submissive and they just had a baby. Mom, Dad, this is the life I have chosen. Please accept it. Here is where I want to be.”



Marion had tears in her eyes and got down on her knees to her daughter. She held Rachel in her arms. “I have only always wanted what was best for you. We love you. We are doing our best to understand who you are.”



Dominic, Marlene and baby Lucia arrive with the nanny and we talk. Ilich pulls me aside, “We don’t want to lose her, but if it is her time, then we will support her in whatever she wants to do. Was there anything we could have done so she wouldn’t be like this?”



I bit my lip, “No. it is like being gay. There is nothing you could do. This is who she is. This is the lifestyle she has chosen to live. All subs and Doms are different. She is very special your daughter and she’s also found love, not once, but twice. My husband adored her, but Skip…” I looked over at him with love in my eyes, “He loves her, not as a Dom and a sub, but as a man. He wants to marry her. This is tearing him apart. He will stand by her; he will walk this journey with her. He will do whatever it takes to get her through this. I love this boy and have known him all his life. His mother was a submissive who fell in love and married her master. They had a wonderful marriage.”



“Rachel told me she died in a car accident.” Ilich says and I nod.



“Please don’t worry. I will take care of all her expenses. She will want for nothing.” I say and he breaks down, “She’s my eldest, my brightest. We’ve been apart so long because of this. I’m so sorry.”



I hold him close as he sobs. Marion comes into the room with tears in her eyes and I release her husband to his wife as Anna comes to my side.



Dr. Durante and Dr. Heart arrive before dinner. We are anxious and you can feel the anxiety in the room.



Dr. Durante says they can try radiation to treat the tumor, but it is in a very difficult part of the brain. Surgery is not an option unfortunately and they will do all they can do for her. Treatment will begin in a week.



Questions are asked and answered by everyone in the room. Rachel agrees to the treatment and an appointment is made. We have hope for now, but I can see on the face of Dr. Heart that there is not much hope. While everyone else is optimistic, I am going to start preparing. For the next year or so, I’m going to do everything in my power to ensure that Rachel’s life is what she wants it to be.



Abigail has been quiet through the day and she comes to see me when I go to my bedroom to change for dinner.



She kneels at my feet. I am surprised and dumbstruck. “Mistress, they don’t know about me. I do not want them to at least not yet. I wanted you to know.”



I help her up. “Have you had a master or a mistress?”



“I’ve been studying with Mistress Diana in California. Rachel knows.” Abigail says, “but no I haven’t had a Master yet?”



I make a note to call Sir Richard and berate him for not giving me a head’s up when Abigail says, “Sir Richard doesn’t know that I am Rachel’s sister.”



“Does Diana?” I ask so I know who to yell at.

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My first words to her were “I’m sorry.”



Her next words were, came with a sigh, “Me too. This is my entire fault and my daughter is in the middle.”



“We need to meet and talk.” I say and my dick does a jump. Please stop I beg it; I really need to talk to this woman.



“Yes, but you can’t meet me at my house. I’ll explain when I see you.” She says and there is a catch in her voice.



My dick does another jump and rises. Please I beg it, please stay down. “I want you to come to my house. We can talk in private and…I will be the perfect gentlemen. I’ll even cook.” I say and cross my legs making my dick hurt in complaint.



Claudette laughs. I love her laugh and it is the first honest laugh I have heard from her in some time.



“I have to go out of town this week, so can we meet on Saturday?” She asks.



“Saturday it is.” I say and I can’t wait.



“I’ll bring a good bottle of wine and we will talk. I’m really sorry about all of this.” She says her voice sad.



“So am I. It is my fault too.” I say sincerely.



“Yes, it is.” She answers me and it’s my turn to laugh. It is my fault too, but I can’t be anything but what I am and in that moment I also realize that Claudette can’t be anyone but who she is and I was wrong to try to get her to submit. We men, we love a challenge.



Ladies, it is hard for a man to admit when he is wrong. I was wrong throughout this entire ordeal. I was wrong. There I said it and I’m done with that. I am a competitive being and Claudette was my Mount Everest, I wanted to climb her and conquer her instead of just being grateful for the experience. Lesson learned. When I hang up the phone, I think about this mess I’ve helped create.



My thoughts first go to Ashley. She is a lovely girl, but I don’t love her. Desiree and Monica have put me in a position that I don’t want to be in. I took this girls’ virginity-a most sacred thing, even to me.



With Chloe, it was different, I knew from the beginning she was a submissive and I wanted her to be my sub. Ashley was not and would never be my choice. So now, where did that leave us? I knew that Claudette would never put me before her daughter and she shouldn’t, so how do we do this without hurting Ashley. I was stumped.



Claudette has been regretting this plane trip but it is necessary if she was going to stop Monica. She landed in Lithonia, Georgia and rented a car. It had been a long time since she had been here; a lifetime ago, that she really didn’t want to remember, but she had to for her sake, Ashley’s and Mitchell. In spite of the fact that she hadn’t been here in ten years, since her mother’s funeral, she still knew the way by heart.



She hadn’t phoned him to tell him she was coming because he might not see her and she needed him to see her. Nobody knew she was here, they all thought, including James, that she had gone to London and she would be leaving for London just as soon as she took care of this business.



The house was as she remembered it, but she hesitated before ringing the bell, too many memories. But taking a deep breath, she pushed the button.



He had been watching her for sometime from behind the curtain. He knew why she was here – it of course had something to do with Monica.



He opened the front door. His face was serious, but his eyes held a twinkle. Inside Claudette sighed, he was happy to see her. She also felt guilty at not coming home before now.



Through the screen he said, “What has your sister done now? Who has she hurt?”



Claudette hung her head, “Ashley, me and a man that I’ve fallen in love with. Daddy can you help me?”



He opened the screen door and she fell into it. All her bravado was gone and she collapsed into her father’s arms weeping. He patted her head and led her inside.



“Nathan is at school and then football practice until eight. We have plenty of time to talk. Come on in sit down. I’ll put on a pot.” He said and led her to the kitchen.



Over coffee with plenty of cream and his famous peach cobbler, she told him everything, leaving nothing out. She knew he would not judge her. He knew about the life. In fact, her mother had been his submissive and then his slave. She had hidden in the basement one night and watched him take her mother. She watched how much her mother enjoyed it, but she knew that was not who she was.



Her father knew she was there. He also knew that she was a dominant. Claudette was very strong willed even back then. She was her father’s daughter. He never mentioned that he had seen her. When she turned 19, she had gone to him and he had taught her. He never touched her. He instructed her. She trusted him as she had never trusted anyone and she learned from him.



He took her to clubs in Georgia, London, New York and Paris. She learned everything there was to know and when she got her first submissive, he helped train him. Her daddy, Westley Casey was the only one who would know what to do about Monica.



“How is Nathan?” Claudette asked.



“He’s fine. Thank god he’s more like his daddy than his mother.” Westley got up and went into the living room. He returned with a photo of her nephew. He was a handsome boy. He had Monica’s eyes but he looked more like his father.



Claudette’s voice caught. Nathan’s father, Ethan her first love and Monica had tricked him and he had gotten her pregnant. He had done the right thing and married her, but Monica being Monica had cheated on him then run away to California. She broke him, but Claudette got her revenge she took Nathan away from her.



Monica had never forgiven her sister for this betrayal and now…she had used her niece to get her revenge.



Claudette sat with her father as the sun came down telling him everything. He listened. When she was done talking she felt a lightness come over her.



Westley smiled, “You love this Mitchell Murphy, don’t you?”



Claudette lowered her gaze and stared at her hands as she answered, “Yes daddy, I love him very much, but we really don’t know each other.” She looked up at her father, “And I won’t be his slave.”



“Tell him that. I think the two of you are very much alike. Joining forces to defeat Monica will bring the two of you together. I think this is a very good match for you. I am looking forward to meeting Mr. Murphy.” Westley took both of his daughter’s hands in his, “But what to do about Ashley.”



“That’s my problem. She thinks that she is in love with Mitchell. I don’t want to see her hurt.” Claudette said sadly.



“That I can’t really help you with. All I can say to you is this will work itself out. It just might be that Ashley needs to be Mitchell’s sub to see if she likes this position.” Westley said earnestly. “If she’s anything like you once she’s tried it, she might not like being in the submissive position.”



Claudette understood and sighed. She looked at her watch. It was 7:30. “I should be going” She stood up.



“Nonsense. Your nephew hasn’t seen you in a very long time. Why don’t you stay in your old room and spend some time with him.”



“I don’t know if I should. He will ask about Monica. Does he know what happened?” Claudette asked hesitatingly.



“He knows everything. I do not keep secrets from him. He knows about the life. He does not participate, but he knows. He caught grandma and me before she passed. He asked questions, I answered all of them. He also knows about Monica, the whole sordid story. He’s 21 and got a girlfriend. A very pretty girl named Wendy. He is a virgin, saving himself for marriage.” Westley chuckles, “Masturbates five times a day.”



At that moment, the front door opens. A voice called out, “Gramps who’s convertible is that in the drive…” He stopps talking as he enters the room.



Into the kitchen came a 6’1″ very handsome young man. He stopped at the doorway as he saw the woman seated at the kitchen table. She stood up and recognition showed on his face. “Aunt Claudette, you’re here, how? Why?” Then his face clouded, “What has my mother done?”



“Nothing. Come and give your Aunt a kiss. I just came to see how my two favorite men were doing. It’s been a long time.” She held her arms wide.



Nathan hugged his Aunt. She pulled back to look at him. “You are one tall drink of water. My handsome nephew.” She kissed his cheek.



“Are you staying? Please say you’re staying. “He asks and Claudette grins still hugging him. “I can stay till tomorrow afternoon then I have a flight to London.”



Nathan rubbed his hands together. “Okay boy, you get to cook dinner tonight. Show your Aunty what you’ve learned.” Westley turned to Claudette. “Let me show you to your old room.”



Westley and Claudette walked upstairs and into her old room. She gasped as she walked in. There were pictures of her in frames from birth to now. Some cut out from magazines, others from photos she had sent to them. The room had a new bed and a new dresser, but her old posters from college were there as well as her trophies for track, dance and gymnastics.



There were also photos of her and her mother, her and her father, the three of them and then photos of her with a young Monica. They were so close. Claudette walked up to the photo and picked it up two sisters hugging each other and mugging for the camera.



She also picked up a photo of her mother who she missed greatly. A tear formed on her eye and she wiped it away. Westley put his arm around his daughter’s waist and kissed her cheek. She put down the photos, put her arm around her father, and sobbed.



“It’s all going to be fine. It will work itself out. Just know that you are a strong, black woman who has accomplished much. Do what you need to do and everything will work out?”



Westley left Claudette alone to get ready for dinner and to cancel her hotel reservation. An hour later, she came downstairs in jeans and a tee shirt she found in the closet, which she could still fit in.



The table was set and there was a platters and bowls filled with fried chicken, collard and mustard greens, baked macaroni, rice and beans and homemade biscuits. A pitcher of sweet tea was on the table.



“Wow this looks great.” She said as Nathan held out her chair.



Westley smiled at his grandson, “Claudette this boy can really cook. He has surpassed me in the kitchen and he loves doing it.”



Nathan smiled and said, “I prepared everything yesterday and just had to cook it. I like being in the kitchen.”



“What do you plan to do after college?” Claudette asked taking a bite of her chicken. “This is so good.” She exclaimed.



Nathan laughed, “I got two offers to go pro; one from the New York Jets and one from the Packers. I also got an offer to come to Paris and go to the Cordon Bleu. I’m trying to decide which I like better.”



Claudette looked at Westley who nodded, “Whatever you decide, whatever you need, you ask me. I’ll make sure you have what you need.”



Nathan grinned, “Gee thanks Aunty. I know that football will give me lots of money, but that’s not my motivation. I love the game, but cooking is a passion of mine. I’ll let you know when I make the decision.



Claudette thought for a moment, “Is it possible you could do both? Play football for a while then go to Paris?”



Nathan’s eyes grew wide, “I’ll think on that.” He said.



They ate and talked. For dessert, Nathan brought out a red velvet cake he had made. It was delicious



Over coffee Nathan asked, “Have you seen my mother? I heard she’s in New York.”



Claudette sighed, “Yes I’ve seen her and she’s fine.”



“Does she ask about me?” He said hopefully.



“Not to me.” Claudette said softly. “You need to speak to your cousin Ashley. They are very close.”



Nathan shook his head and changed the subject.



He left them to finish some homework and go to bed. Claudette also went to her room. She took out her cell phone and called me. I was just getting ready for bed.



“Hello Mitchell.” Her voice said on the phone. She sounded tired.



“Hey there you? How are you?” I said.



“I’m fine. I’m in Georgia visiting my father. I needed to talk to him about Monica.” Claudette said and she could feel her nipples getting hard just from the sound of my voice.



“I am looking forward to Saturday.” I say as my dick did a jump.



“Me too. I didn’t get all the answers here. I will have to think about how to stop Monica and also how to protect Ashley.” Claudette said to me. “Look I have to go. I have a flight to London tomorrow.”



“Good night Claudette.” I say. “Have a safe trip.”



As I hung up the phone, I could picture her in my mind. I don’t usually masturbate, but my dick was screaming for relief. I pulled my cock out of my pajama bottoms and started stroking him as I pictured Claudette sucking my cock.



Claudette eased two fingers into her pussy, when there was a knock on the door. She eased her fingers out, pulled up the covers and said, “Come in.”



Westley came in and handed her a bag, then he turned and left. Inside the bag was a vibrator. Claudette laughed and then put it to good use. Her dad knew her well.



In the morning, Claudette hugged her nephew who had prepared muffins for her before he left for his classes. She spent some time with her father then left for the airport.



On the way to London, Claudette thought only about me and Ashley and how to clean up this mess.



I came very hard that night and after I cleaned up, I knew that I would do whatever was possible to have this woman in my life.



James knew in his gut that something was up. He called the London office and was told that Claudette had not arrived yet. He had no idea where she was and she wasn’t answering her cell phone.



He had phoned Monica and she didn’t know anything. Where the fuck was Claudette?



Two days later, she phoned him. “Where have you been?” He asked angrily.



Claudette smiled and smirked, “Who do you work for? Who is your Mistress?”



James calmed himself, he had gone too far, “I work for you. I’m sorry Madame.”



“I will be home in a few days.” Claudette said and hung up. James would have to pay for his betrayal. She and Mitch would find a way to make him pay for siding with Monica. He needed to relearn his place.



Saturday arrived and I was eager to see her. I had my housekeeper clean the house until it was spotless while I went to the florist and bought fresh flowers.



I had prepared dinner and purchased a very expensive bottle of white wine. For dessert, I went to my favorite bakery and bought a berry tart. I was ready and dressed in a white shirt with black linen pants.



She arrived on time and looking as if she stepped out of a fashion magazine in a black and white print dress with red heels and a big black hat that hid her face. In her hand she held a bottle of wine which I took from her and set on the counter.



She removed the hat with a flourish and I couldn’t help myself. I swept Claudette into my arms and kissed her deep and hard. She responded and held me to her.



Our tongues did a duel and I knew that dinner would be late. I unzipped her dress and eased it down her arms to see the delectable and delightful black demi-bra and garter belt with black lace stockings. She wore a pair of black panties. I dropped to my knees and smelled her through her panties. She smelled delicious.



Claudette threw back her head, “Mitchell.” She moaned and I eased down her panties. I unhooked the hose and took them down and off her feet with her shoes.



A little too roughly I opened her legs and dived into her pussy. On my knees, I ate her standing leaning against the wall. I sucked and ate her like a man after his last meal. She held me there, moaning and groaning, “Oh God, ahhh…” She still held her hat with one hand while she played with my face with the other.



I ate her for my life and savored every scent as she held me to her. I teased her sex wanting this to last until finally she begged, “Mitchell please, I need, I need, I need to cum.”



I took her clit into my mouth and drove three fingers into her soppy pussy; the hat fell to the floor as she screamed her orgasm and used both hands to nearly suffocate me in her cunt. I loved every minute of it. She tasted better than any dessert I have ever had. I ate her to two more orgasms before she collapsed on the floor beside me. I swept her into my arms and we kissed. She sucked her juices from my lips and then licked my face tasting all of herself.



I gazed at her body; naked except for her bra and she looked glorious to me.



“One of us is very overdressed,” She smirked cocking her head.



I laughed. God it felt good to laugh with her. I lifted her up into my arms and took her into the bedroom where I lay her down on the bed. She watched me as I undressed, my dick standing at attention, the pre-cum starting to slide down the side.



Claudette licked her lips and when I was naked, she crawled to the edge of the bed. My dick led me forward and I stood in front of her as she opened her mouth and took the head in.



I could barely contain myself. The touch of her mouth on my cock made the old boy wanted to cum, but I held him off. I allowed her to do this her way and she was good, very damn good. She sucked me all the way down her throat and back to my tip. She swirled her tongue around my cock and made it sing. My dick has never felt so good.



She made love to my dick with passion and emotion. Tears fell from her eyes as she sucked me and I understood. This woman loves me. Gently I touched her short-cropped hair. She looked up at me and removed her mouth. “Fuck my mouth Mitchell. Fuck it hard.” She said and she went back down on my cock.



I took her at her word and slammed my dick into her. It went past her throat and down where she hummed and sucked and swirled and licked me until finally I stood up on my toes holding her head and I exploded! I came in her mouth with every fiber of my being. My dick shot load after load and the hair on my arms and my legs rose. The orgasm was so intense that I stood on my toes and held her head to my cock. She took it all, sucking me without missing a drop.



Exhausted, I stroked her face and watched her swallow my seed. She pulled back licking and sucking me clean. She lay back on the pillows and I joined her in the bed, taking her in my arms holding her and kissing her. I unhooked her bra to see those magnificent breasts and bent to kiss them.



“I love you.” I said.



She gazed up at me, “I love you also.”



We held each other and slept.



When we awoke about four hours later, I gave her a bathrobe and put on my pajama bottoms. Holding her hand, we walked into the kitchen and I brought out the dinner, heating the chicken in the microwave and taking out a salad.



I opened the bottle of wine and poured it into two wine glasses. We ate in silence for a while, but touching each other.



“Should we talk about all this?” She asked.



“Tomorrow.” I answered.



She grinned. I kissed her chicken covered mouth then swept her back into my arms and carried her back to the bed where I wanted into that pussy. She laughed and snuggled into my arms, caressing my neck with light kisses.



I laid her on the bed and she opened her strong, black legs in welcome. As I got between them she said, “Mitchell, I want it rough. Fuck my pussy, then fuck my ass, take me Mitchell, make me yours.”



“You are mine forever.” I said. In one stroke, I was all the way in. I fucked her and I owned her that night. I fucked her deep and hard and I made love to her.



I whispered in her ear, “Claudette I love you. I adore you. I want you to be with me always. We’ll work it out baby.”



I said slamming into her. She came, then begged me, “Mitchell, take my ass. Put that big cock inside my ass and fuck me.”



Reluctantly I pulled out of her pussy. I bent down and gave it a lick, then turned her over in one flip. She looked back at me with a smile on her face.



Reaching back, she opened her ass to me. Reaching over I went to get the lube but she stopped me.

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I always feel as if I’m abandoning my children when I finish a story, but this time I feel as if I left them in your capable hands. Thanks for taking Mitchell, Claudette and Ashley’s journey. I enjoyed writing The Introduction. I hope you enjoyed reading it.



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***



Ashley arrived home on Thursday afternoon. She knew that Claudette would be out at meetings all day. James was waiting for her. She strode into the house giving orders and as James followed them, he realized just how much Ashley had changed. This Ashley even looked different; she looked more confident, worldlier, more in charge.



She inspected the playroom and made sure everything was in order. “Keep mother out of here until tomorrow night.” She told James who had plans to do that anyway agreed. She reminded him so much of Claudette. James felt sorry for Mitch.



***



Samantha and Chloe arrived at the house. James took them up to the playroom where Ashley was waiting. She was dressed in a red leather dress that showed off all her assets. Her hair was done up in a ponytail high on her head. She looked like an Amazonian warrior. In her hand, Ashley held a bullwhip. “Master will be here soon, but before he arrives we have to deal with my Aunt. You bitches get undressed. I want you in underwear and heels only!” Ashley ordered.



Samantha and Chloe quickly obeyed. “Kneel.” She said and they both got to their knees.



Ashley stroked the whip. “You will obey only me and Master.” She said her voice quiet but deadly.



Samantha gazed up at her through her lashes, “What about Claudette?”



Ashley’s face turned red. THWACK! The whip came down hitting Samantha in the back. “I will deal with her when she arrives. Master is in charge here not her.”



***



Monica arrived a half hour later. James let her in and couldn’t help but smile. “Where’s my niece? She asked me to come and talk to her?” Monica said haughtily.



James answered as he has been warned by Ashley to answer, “Your niece is in the playroom waiting for you.”



Monica tried the door to the playroom it was locked. She knocked. Inside, Ashley had gone over her plan with the two submissives. They both agreed to do as she wished.



Ashley opened the door. She smiled at Monica who looked a bit perplexed at the get-up Ashley was wearing. As Monica stepped into the room she was grabbed by Samantha and Chloe. A rag with chloroform covered her mouth and she slumped down to the floor. Ashley smiled. She was pleased.



They stripped Monica and bound her to the bed. Monica’s eyes opened slowly, “What the fuck? Ashley let me go.” She said squirming.



“Shut up bitch. You thought you’d play me, use me to get back at mother for Nathan.” Ashley said. She saw the look on Monica’s face.



“Yeah Aunty, I know the truth you vindictive bitch. But it’s you who have been played. I have to thank you for one thing though,” Ashley said stroking Monica’s face, “Thanks for giving me my Master. Tonight is going to be great fun.



***



Claudette arrived at my apartment. I took her in my arms and kissed her hard. “We should go and talk to Ashley. James told me she’s home now. She wants to see you.”



“I know and together we will explain it to her and hope she understands.” I said kissing Claudette’s lips again.



“Let’s go before I change my mind and we end up in bed.” She said smiling.



I put on my coat and together we took a cab to her house.



***



James called Ashley in the playroom to let her know that her mother and Mitchell had arrived home. All was ready. Ashley felt her pussy get moist. Her Master was just a few steps away.



***



“James, where’s Ashley?” Claudette asked after going into Ashley’s room and not finding her there.



“She’s in the playroom waiting for you and Mr. Murphy.” He said.



“Why is she in there?” I asked.



“I don’t know, she just said she was waiting to talk to you.” James said.



Claudette and I held hands as we walked to the playroom. A feeling of dread is coming over me. Something is not right.



Ashley opened the door. Claudette and I walked in. My mouth dropped open. Monica was naked; bound and gagged on the bed, while Samantha and Chloe were kneeling. Ashley held a whip in her hands and looked as if she would whip everyone here.



Claudette spoke first, “Ashley what the hell is going on?”



Ashley looked at her mother, but she spoke to me, “Master I have brought all the slaves here to play. I have some really good news. I brought the bitch Monica here because she used us, but in using us she got used.”



“Ashley what are you talking about?” Claudette said. I stayed silent.



“Master, I’m carrying your baby. I found out yesterday.” Ashley said.



“Oh God!” was all I could say.



“What? Ashley it’s impossible. It’s been less then two weeks.” Claudette said.



“I had the tests. Here are the results.” She said taking a piece of paper from the pocket of her outfit and handing it to me.



I felt as if I had been hit in the gut. Ashley came over to me. “I hope you’re pleased Master.” She began unbuttoning her clothes. Claudette went to stop her. Ashley slapped her mother.



“I belong to him. If you stop me from being with him, then I will run away. You belong on your knees. He is the Master of us all. He will punish Monica. You are his slave just as I am. Isn’t that right Master?” She said.



I was in shock and still didn’t know what to say. Claudette had tears in her eyes, but she was angry…with Monica who had done all of this. “Ashley, I need to speak with Mitchell outside for a few minutes, we’ll be back.” She grabbed my hand. Ashley stopped him, “If you call him Mitchell again I will whip you mother. He is Master to us all. We belong to him and that includes you.”



Ashley stroked her mother’s face. Claudette flinched. “I know you love him, but he’s mine. The only way you can have him is to submit.”



Claudette took my hand and pulled me from the room. She took me to the study. “Mitch I’m sorry. I don’t know what to do. Ashley is pregnant. Monica is the cause of all of this.”



I looked at the paper. It was true. I was going to be a father by a young woman I didn’t love. Her mother was standing in front of me. My heart ached for Claudette.



“What do you want me to do?” I asked Claudette.



“Punish Monica. I will submit to you for Ashley’s sake. We’ll decide what to do later.” Claudette said.



I kissed Claudette. “I love you.”



“There are some Dom clothes which should fit you in my closet. I’ll go back into the playroom.” Claudette said.



***



When I arrived back in the room dressed in a pair of red leather pants, Claudette was naked except for her underwear. She was kneeling on the floor beside Ashley.



Ashley held out the whip for me to take. I decided to show her what a true Dom I was.



“Samantha and Chloe untie Monica and take her over to the cross. Keep the gag over her mouth; she’s going to need it.” I said.



Looking directly at Ashley I said to her. “Look at me.”



Ashley raised her head. She looked wanton and sexy. “If this is true and you’re having my baby. We will deal with this. But you need to know that I love your mother. I will do the right thing by you.”



Claudette looked at me. I wanted to right then and there propose to her. I wanted to take her in my arms and leave, but I was stuck. I may be a ladies’ man, I may sometimes even be a son of a bitch, but no child of mine was growing up without a father.



“You want me as your Master, then so be it and you will obey me.” I said.



Ashley nodded and then said, “But only if mother will submit and be your slave. I won’t have her be my Mistress.”



Claudette nodded at me. “You will be my slave. Your mother will be my submissive.”



Ashley agreed. “I will show you here and now what will happen if you ever betray me.” I said my voice stern. “I want you to watch.”



Monica turned her head to look back at me. Hatred was in her eyes. I went over to her and moved her hair. I put out my hand and Samantha held me a tie. I didn’t want her hair to catch on the whip. I whispered in Monica’s ear, “You brought this whole damn thing on yourself. Because you are an actress I won’t mark you above the waist, although I will flog your breasts. You need to feel how much damage you caused everyone. I did nothing to you! I did not belong in your family drama. You also cared nothing for your niece.”



Stepping back, I raised the bullwhip and let it fly.



Monica screamed. She screamed again and again into the ball gag until she passed out.



As I whipped Monica, Claudette and Ashley undid my pants. I barely felt them fall down my legs. I remember stepping out of them, but my anger was flowing through my body. I hated Monica. I hated her for making decisions for her. I hated her for taking away the woman I loved. I hated her for not only me but for Claudette and Ashley. I hated the most beautiful woman in the world for being the evil bitch that she was.



I whipped her and was glad to whip her. I felt all the rage and frustration from the past few months flow through me.



Ashley held my cock. She looked at it with love and adoration. Claudette watched her daughter take my cock into her mouth. Ashley made love to my cock. She worshipped it. All Ashley wanted was me and my cock.



I was oblivious. I was too busy punishing Monica, but I felt the mouth on my dick and it felt so good…I thought it was Claudette until I looked down and saw Ashley.



Ashley sucked my meat as no one else has before or since. She brought me to heights, then back down. She savored every moment and Claudette locked eyes with me. I knew that at that moment I would marry Ashley. Claudette knew it too. She also knew that she would be my slave.



I had won, but at what cost. I had lost the woman I truly loved. Chloe went behind me and licked my ass. Samantha disappeared for a few moments out the door. She returned carrying a branding iron, which was red hot.



Ashley pulled her mouth off my dick. She looked at me, her face adoring, “Monica needs to know that you are Master.” She said.



I stroked Ashley’s face. “You love me don’t you?” I asked.



“Yes Master, I adore you.” She said.



“Then I will make you my wife and my slave. You will have my baby and I will train you to always serve me. Your mother will be part of our lives along with Samantha and Chloe. We will get a bigger home. Samantha and Chloe will live with us. You will be their Mistress. Your mother belongs to me and I will see her when I wish.”



“Oh Master.” Ashley said and kissed my feet. “That is the way it should be.”



Claudette nodded. She agreed to it. We gazed at each other and said goodbye with our eyes to what could have been.



Taking the branding iron from Samantha, I saw that it said, Slave to MM.



I placed it on Monica’s right ass cheek and pressed it in. Monica screamed. For the rest of her life she would wear my brand.



Ashley sucked my cock. She made love to my dick. I instructed Samantha and Chloe to lick each other’s pussies. Claudette asked Ashley’s permission to lick my balls. She gave it willingly, Ashley had won.



I took Ashley’s head and fucked into her mouth. She looked into my eyes the entire time and I exploded into her mouth watching her.



Throughout that night, I fucked Samantha, Chloe and Ashley. Claudette got on her knees and ate her daughter’s pussy. She did it because I ordered her too.



Ashley came while sucking my cock. Lovingly she looked at me, “I know you love mother, but you will come to love me. I promise you I will be a good wife to you. “



“I know you will be. I will teach you and you will wear my tattoo.” I told her. “I will take care of you and our child.”



***



We left Monica to hang for a little while longer, then took her down and placed her on the bed. She came to. Chloe brought her some water.



Ashley stood in front of her, “You have a half an hour to get up, get dressed and get the fuck out of our lives. You are never to contact me, mother or your son. You are to stay away.”



“Ashley, please.” Monica said.



“Fuck you!” Ashley answered and left the room.



***



Claudette and I spent some time alone. I held her as she cried. I was feeling very overwhelmed and soon went home. I lay in bed, thinking of this entire night. The next day I went to Tiffany’s and purchased an expensive engagement ring.



I took Ashley out to dinner and proposed to her. She accepted. I then took her to my home, tied her to my bed and whipped her. She cried, she begged and she came. I fucked her virgin ass and her pussy and told her that she was mine.



Ashley thanked me for each slap, each whip mark that was laid on her body. She thanked me when I fucked her ass slamming my cock deep inside her. She thanked me when I face fucked her. Her eyes staring, looking worshipfully into mine. She thanked me when I slapped her. She thanked me every time I even looked at her.



***



Monica went home. Desiree was waiting for her. She saw the brand and took care of her. Monica finished working on the Racketeer. She saw the notice in the NY Times that Mitchell Murphy was marrying Ashley Casey and she wept…Monica returned to California and never spoke to her sister, Ashley or any member of her family again. When someone asked her about the brand, she told him or her it had been a foolish mistake. Only she and Desiree knew the full story.



***



In a beautiful ceremony six months later, I married my pregnant bride. Ashley looked radiant in her white gown in the church. Everyone at work was surprised, but Ashley made them all feel at ease as soon as they met her. Claudette was the perfect mother and mother-in-law.



Ashley has become the perfect wife and hostess. She has learned what I expect and works very hard to please me in every way.



I took her to Scotland, to a beautiful castle called Inverlochy that I knew that President Grant Adams had taken his bride Kate and there I spanked and flogged her. I ate her pussy and fucked her hard. She sucked my dick as adoringly as ever. I had tattooed “Slave and Wife of Master Mitchell” surrounded by a heart on her leg where it is visible. She asked me to put it there. Ashley, Samantha and Chloe also all wear my collar. At home, it is a collar with a ring for a chain. Outside it is a necklace with my initials. They are all my property.



In the past six months, I have grown to care very deeply for Ashley. I won’t say I am in love, but I do love her. She is my devoted wife and slave. Our new home is larger than Claudette’s and has a basement. She takes good care of me. She is finishing her studies and will graduate suma cum laude. Under her gown, she will be naked because I will fuck her in the limousine on our way home from her graduation with her graduation cap on her head.



Claudette fired James. He begged to be forgiven, but Claudette would not have someone in her house she couldn’t completely trust. She hired a new butler, a woman whose name was Candace. She was Claudette’s slave and ate her pussy most nights. Candace was dedicated to Claudette and joined us when I visited her.



Ashley hired James to take care of our house, but with a price. He was branded just as Monica had been. Claudette kept her residence. She visits us often to see her granddaughter. We do not have sex with her mother. Samantha and Chloe live with us and we enjoy them. Everyone in the house works except for my Ashley whose job now is taking care of our daughter and studying for her Master’s degree.



Three months after our wedding, Ashley gave birth to my perfect baby girl. She had a long labor and held my hand through the pain. I held my daughter first as she came out of her mother. I looked into her eyes and saw my own. We named her Casey Claudette Mitchell. I insisted. Ashley did not argue with me.



Claudette was thrilled. She knelt at my feet that night after my daughter was born. I flogged her and fucked her all night long. I held her in my arms and told her I that I will always love her. Claudette has vowed never to marry. She still has sex with Morgan but only if I permit it. At times, I join them.



She would always be mine…. Ladies, I am Mitchell Murphy. I used to be the George Clooney of my friends, now I am married with a wife and a beautiful child. I have two other slaves and a submissive that I love very much. I am king of my castle and master of my universe. I still work at my same job except that I received a promotion. I work hard and I play hard. Am I happy? Yes in most ways, I am, but every once in a while I think of what could have been with Claudette.



When I go home at night all my women are down on their knees waiting. My wife, Ashley sucks my cock each and every night when I walk through the door. She allows the other ladies a taste but not until she has made me cum at least once. Her mouth is very talented and she takes me deep past her throat as she stares into my eyes.



My dinner is prepared on time and to my specifications. My house is neat and clean. We entertain my friends and Ashley and the other women wait on us, making sure we all have everything we need.



I spend time with my baby daughter and at least once or twice a week, I go visit Claudette. Ashley knows and she doesn’t mind as long as when I come home I take her into our playroom, flog her and fuck her deep and hard. She craves the flogging because she’s still jealous of her mother.



She’s asked me if we can have another baby. I told her we can in a year, right now I’m enjoying fucking her and sucking the milk from her breasts. I take her long hair into my hands and use it as I fuck her from behind. But Ashley especially enjoys it when I take her in the shower. She likes me to spank her ass with my wet hands and fuck her there. She enjoys sucking my cock as she kneels before me with the water cascading over her.



I am Mitchell Murphy and this is my story. Thank you for reading it. Thank you for understanding. I will leave you for now. My dick is hard; my slaves wait on their knees for me in our dungeon. Serious business goes on here; this is not a playroom anymore. I am going to have my fun. They will do everything to please me. My whip is in my hand…I am Master of my Universe.



Ladies, I am Mitchell Murphy, Dom.



***



I thought I was done with this, but Ashley revealed to me as I lay sleeping that she had something to say, so here is Ashley and this is the end.



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***



This is Ashley Casey. I know that you know a great deal about me. I know that you might think that I got my way in all this. I know some of you might think I’m a rich spoiled black bitch, but I am not. I am a very strong, albeit young black woman who fell in love.



There are a few things I wish to share with you about that night; the night with Monica, my mother and my Master. My Master doesn’t know that I’m writing this and I’m sure he will punish me; my pussy is wet with anticipation.



I was obsessed. I will admit that. But I was and I still am hopeless in love with Mitchell Murphy.



When I first found out I was pregnant I was ecstatic, then worried that Master wouldn’t want me. I wasn’t out to trap him. My hope was only that he would keep me. I know that he loves mother and to be honest I have no right to interfere, but my heart wants him, my heart would break if I cannot have Mitchell Murphy as my Master. I am willing to compromise with mother. I am willing to share him.



After I spoke with my grandfather the first time, I called him again and he told me everything. I grew very angry that my aunt had put all of us in this position. I am young, but I am my mother’s daughter and I am very strong. I allowed Monica to use me to get revenge; so I formulated my own plan.



***



Samantha and Chloe were easy to convince because they already belong to my Master. Samantha’s loyalties were divided between mother and Master, but I got her in line with my plan because Samantha also loves Master.

“Well, my little stallion,” Miss Worthing said, looking Jim up and down with a mischievous grin on her face, “now it’s just the two of us I think it’s time we went and celebrated our victory. Let’s get you out of these things.”



Working together they removed the boots, the bridle and the harness which Miss Worthing, uncharacteristically, just dumped on the work-surface. As soon as he was completely naked she took him by the hand and led him out of the tack room, along the aisle of the stables and, stopping only to lock up for the night, out across the yard and over to the house. Jim shivered in the night air but his pulse was racing as he followed behind her especially when, without pausing for a moment, she led him up the stairs and into her bedroom. She pushed him gently down until he was sitting on the edge of the bed and then stood in front of him.



“I need a moment to freshen up. You just wait here for a while; don’t go away.” She bent forward and kissed him on his forehead before going off to her en-suite. Jim sat there waiting, his heart pounding. A few minutes later she re-appeared wearing her burgundy dressing gown which hung loosely from her shoulders, framing and accentuating her charms. Jim stared, transfixed.



“And does my little stallion like what he sees?” she asked. She struck a pose and Jim felt that he had never seen anyone look so fabulous.



“You look… you’re…” he stuttered, unable to put his adoration into words.



“Shh…” She came over, put her hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him back onto the bed. “Now, scoot on over and make some room for me.” She let the gown fall to the floor, pulled back the covers and, after Jim had sorted himself out, she slipped into the bed and snuggled up next to him. “I’ve got a special treat for you, a special treat for both of us. You’re my little stallion and I’ve ridden you hard and so far you’ve been most satisfactory, you’ve done everything I’ve asked of you so tonight you get your reward, tonight it’s your turn; tonight you’re going to get to ride me. You’ve already shown me you can be a devoted, attentive and dutiful lover; now show me you can be a man. Tonight I’m all yours; take me.”



She kissed him long and hard before rolling onto her back bringing Jim with her. Ironically, for Jim, as he looked down at the magnificent woman laid out ready and waiting for him, this was far scarier than when she had been in control. Then it was simply a matter of doing as he was told or, when she had come for him in the night, just lying there whilst she rode him; now he was going to have to take the initiative, he was going to have to take the lead.



Jim may have been inexperienced but he’d learnt much in the last few weeks, he’d learnt the erotic value of the gentle caress, the tender touch, and, above all, he wasn’t going to hurry. He ran his hand across her stomach, trailing his fingertips, enjoying the previously unknown freedom to stroke, to caress, to let his fingers wander wherever he wanted. Her perfect breasts called out to be kissed so, gently, softly, he lent forward and kissed her nipple whilst taking the other breast in his hand.



“Umm… that’s gooooood,” Miss Worthing purred after a while, “but you can go a little harder; I’m not made of glass.”



Spurred on by this Jim took some of the brakes off his passion and he gave Miss Worthing’s breasts the attention he’d so long wished to give them. He gave her nipples little nips with his teeth and was rewarded by a shiver and gasp of pleasure from his Goddess. She took his free hand from her breast and placed it firmly over her groin and Jim countered what he was doing to her nipples by easing his fingers between her the delicate folds of her sex. He knew what she liked from his tongue and tried to replicate it with his forefinger until she laid her hand over his and showed him how, showed him the circular motion with the tips of his fingers that worked for her.



Slowly Jim was losing his nervousness, it would seem that, in general, what came naturally was what she wanted and, the more his libido took over from his conscious thought, the more it became as if they were one, each responding to the other, each caress matched by a counter caress; they became joined by their shared pleasure, their conjoined passions building on each other. Urgently Miss Worthing reached down and took his swollen penis with the tips of her fingers.



“Now…” she said huskily, “now… I need you inside me… now!”



With one smooth movement she opened up and took him inside her, deep, deep inside her, until Jim was buried up to the hilt. She wrapped her arms around him and grabbed onto his shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh.



“Take me, use me, love me!” she cried out as she pulled Jim into her. He didn’t need any holding back; this was not the first time he and Miss Worthing had made love but it was the first time he had been on top and the first time he had been able to set the rhythm and, now that he was in control, he could savour every nuance of the wonderful feelings coming from his groin. A little devil awoke in him and he withdrew almost to the tip, just easing back and forth by maybe an inch or so. He could feel how this teased her, how she wanted more so he waited until she was ready to beg before slamming back into her, driving himself as hard as he could go to be rewarded with a gasp of passion. From then on it was full strokes, savouring the feeling of almost completely withdrawing before he drove himself back into her, harder and harder she pushed back, meeting each thrust with one of her own. He could feel her starting to climax; he could feel them both nearing the summit, relentlessly he drove himself on, unable now to stop even were he to want to until…



“Oh yes… Oh yes… OH YES!!! YES!!! OH YES!!!” Miss Worthing’s nails raked down his back as every emotion went into overdrive and Jim pumped furiously, exploding inside her.



For several minutes they were too overcome to do anything but lie there, holding each other tight, their bodies locked together. Miss Worthing’s mouth sought out Jim’s and for a while their only talk was kisses, gentle shared kisses, each acknowledging the pleasure the other had given.



“Ummmm…. You’re pretty good, do you know that?” Miss Worthing said eventually as she pulled out of the kiss.



“Thank you, Miss Worthing,” Jim replied. “You’re pretty good yourself.”



“Careful, cheeky,” Miss Worthing laughed. “Don’t you start getting any ideas. Just because I let you have your way once doesn’t change anything. I’m still the boss around here. Understood?”



“Of course, Miss Worthing,” Jim replied, contritely.



“That’s better, although, whilst we’re in bed together, ‘Miss Worthing’ seems a trifle formal,” Miss Worthing gave him a playful smile. “What do you say to calling me ‘Miss Celia’?”



“I’m honoured… Miss Celia,” Jim said.



“You are, aren’t you? Now move over, you’re crushing me.”



For the next twenty minutes or so they lay together in post coital bliss, joking together, kissing, touching, exploring each other’s bodies. It wasn’t as if there was anything that they hadn’t seen before but, somehow, this was far more intimate, far more sharing. Miss Worthing reached down and played with Jim’s penis joking about how soon he had became hard again and asking him lightly whether he was ready for ’round two’. Jim played up to this, joking that he was a sexual athlete and declaring “Miss Celia, I’m ready for you, whenever and however you want me.”



“Well, this part of you is ready, at least!” she joked back giving his penis another stroke with her fingertips. “Let me go to the bathroom for a moment and when I get back we’ll see just how ready you are.”



She got out of bed and stretched languorously, giving Jim a perfect view of her shapely body. However she was in half stretch when…



“What’s that, down there in the yard?” The curtains were open and something, some movement in the yard, had caught her eye. She picked up her gown from where it had dropped on the floor, put it on and went over to the window to have a closer look. “Is there someone down there? Jim, come and have a look.”



He got out of bed and came over to stand beside her. It was hard to see in the dark but a flicker of light appeared for a moment at one of the stable windows; was that the glimmer of a torch?



“There is someone down there,” Miss Worthing said. “It could be nothing but I’d best go down and investigate.”



“I’ll go,” Jim said firmly.



Miss Worthing just stared at him for a second, completely taken aback by the force of his words.



“Look, please, it might be dangerous,” Jim insisted. “I’ll go, you wait by the phone, just in case.”



“And what makes it any less dangerous for you?” Miss Worthing started but the determination on Jim’s face was clear and she decided not to argue the point. “OK, go and be a hero if you must but put something on at least; you’re can’t out there naked.” She rummaged about in her wardrobe for a second. “Here, you can borrow my tracksuit bottoms. You’d best put on my slippers as well” Miss Worthing fetched them out and Jim put them on before they both went downstairs. Jim grabbed a torch from the draw in the kitchen, went out of the front door and out, into the yard whilst Miss Worthing waited by the open door, ready to phone the police if required.



“Who’s there? Who’s that?” he called out as he approached the stables. Sure enough the lock was broken, the door was ajar and there were sounds from within. Then he heard a crash from the far end and hurried inside to see what was up. As he flicked on the lights he could see that the walls, the stalls, everything had been covered in offensive graffiti, graffiti which called Miss Worthing the vilest possible names. Down at the far end was Amanda, with a torch in one hand, a can of spray paint in the other and a cigarette dangling from her lips.



“What the…” Jim gasped in disbelief.



“Ello, doormat. Wassup? You living here nowadays?” Amanda said, taking the cigarette from her mouth; her voice was a drunken slur and her eyes blinked in the light. Suddenly she burst out laughing. “What do you look like? Have your just got out of bed or something? You have, haven’t you? Don’t tell me she’s letting you shag ‘er.”



“Amanda… Miss Fforbes… What on earth…?” Jim asked, waving his hand to indicate all the graffiti.



“I’m gonna teach that cow a lesson… gonna tell everyone what a bitch she is,” Amanda started. “Gonna… gonna…” She lurched and nearly lost her footing, holding herself up by hanging onto the door of the stall. Jim realised that she was about as drunk as you can get and still function. Whatever reasons she might have had were going to be fuddled by alcohol and far from rational. However distressed he was about the graffiti this was not the time to sort it out; best just to get her home and deal with it in the morning.



“I think it’s time you went. Why don’t you come back to the house, let me call you a taxi,” Jim said, hoping to calm things down. Amanda just stared at him, her eyes blurring and, as Jim approached, she staggered over towards him and would have collapsed if Jim hadn’t caught her. She put her arms around his neck to support herself.



“It’s all your fault,” she slurred, now deep in self pity. “Things were fine until you turned up. First that bitch and now Kathy Brown, they’ve turned on me and when I called Nigel I got that sister of his who knew all about that video; told me I wasn’t wanted any more, told me I’d never get invited back, called me a tramp and a whore. Well, I’m not, I’m not, I’m…”



“Come along now, it’s late and time for bed,” Jim tried again.



“What? With you?” Amanda laughed derisively. “If you think I’m letting that dinky little prick of yours…”



“No, not with me,” Jim said patiently. By now he had her most of the way to the main door but it was slow progress. With Amanda hanging off him she was to all intents and purposes a dead weight. At last he got her out into the fresh air.



“Is that you, Jim?” Miss Worthing called from the house. “Do I need to phone for the police?”



“No, it’s OK,” Jim called back. “It’s just Amanda, she’s a little drunk.”



Miss Worthing had pulled on some Wellington boots and came down from the house to where they were standing by the stables.



“Yes, she is a little drunk, isn’t she. I’d best call a taxi. Prop her up by the horse trough.” Miss Worthing went back to the house and Jim guided Amanda over to the side of the yard and leant her against the end of the trough. Amanda slumped against the wall and Jim stood by making sure she was all right. Amanda reached in her pockets and fetched her cigarettes out and with a sudden lurch from his stomach Jim realised he had not seen what had happened to the last one. The sounds of horses whinnying was coming from the stables; if she’d dropped her dog-end in the wrong place…



“Wait here. I’m just going to check up on the horses,” Jim said as he hurried off.



“Fuck you! You’re just as bad as her, bossing me around all the time, thinking you’re as good as I am, well, you’re not, you’re not, you’re not….” Amanda’s words were lost behind him as he hurried over to the stables where his worst fears were confirmed. There was a pile of hay bales which had been neatly stacked up ready for use but now were burning freely. He grabbed a fire extinguisher and rushed over but it was far too late, there in the middle of the flames was the can of spray paint that Amanda had been using; there was a loud bang as it exploded and suddenly flames were everywhere. It would take more than a puny extinguisher to put this out. He dashed back to the stable door.



“Fire! Fire! Miss Worthing! The stables! They’re on Fire!” he called out across the yard.



Miss Worthing came out of the front door, with the phone still in her hand. Seeing the urgency on Jim’s face, along with the first wisps of smoke curling out of the door she stopped the call to the taxi company and immediately redialled 999.



Jim dashed back in to the stables and, beginning with the stalls nearest that end, started to lead out the horses. What with the smoke and the fire they were very nervous and it took Jim all his equestrian skills to half cajole, half bully the horses into getting out of the stables. He’d just done the second horse when Miss Worthing arrived.



“Oh my god!” she gasped when she saw the extent of the fire. “How the…”



“Never mind that,” Jim urged. “Let’s get the horses out.”



Miss Worthing was still in shock and just stood there. Jim, who was half way back inside turned back.



“Miss Worthing! The horses! Now!” he called.



“Yes, of course,” Miss Worthing pulled herself together and followed him in.



“I’ll get them out, you get them to the paddock,” Jim called as he led yet another bucking and kicking pony down the centre aisle.



With the two of them working together it was far quicker and, when the taxi driver arrived, he joined in as well. However the flames were getting hotter and hotter and the smoke thicker and thicker and they were beginning to be being beaten back.



“Come on, two more trips will do it,” urged Jim.



Miss Worthing followed him in but the taxi driver had had enough. Battling through the smoke they were down to the end of the aisle and it was quite a job to persuade the ponies to go, in the first instance, towards the fire but, between the two of them they managed. As they emerged they could see the fire engine arrive, pulling into the yard adding to the chaos and confusion.



“You see to them, I’ll get the last horse,” Jim shouted above the noise.



“Don’t you dare,” Miss Worthing replied holding him back by his arm, “it’s too hot… you’ll never make it.”



“But it’s Morning Dew,” Jim returned, pulling himself away. “That’s your horse.”



“And you’re my…” Miss Worthing shouted but she was too late, Jim had had wrenched his arm from her grip and was running back inside.



Miss Worthing watched in horror. The boy, no, the man with whom she had shared her bed just moments before had just run back into the burning inferno and it was hard to see how he had any chance of surviving. She turned to the firemen but her entreaties were to little avail; they were obviously going to put Jim as their top priority but they weren’t foolish enough to rush in after him. They had their own procedures and were not going to be swayed by a semi hysterical woman. It seemed like everything was in slow motion. It took forever to un-reel the hoses, to attach them to the fire engine, to start the pumps. Miss Worthing looked on wishing she could do something, wishing she could help. The heat was already quite intense even out here in the yard; she stared down the length of the aisle but it was hard to see anything through the smoke and confusion, she hoped, she prayed he was still alive, with every second his chances got slimmer but he had to be alive in there somewhere, he had to be, he just had to be, she couldn’t bear it, she couldn’t… She pushed further towards the door only to be held back by a burly fireman; the fool, the stupid young fool had gone and done something so brave but so stupid just when… just when… Suddenly she heard the scream of her horse and out of the flames careered a dark shape totally out of control scattering the firemen gathered round the stable door.



As Jim had made his way back down the aisle he had wondered if he had bitten off more than he could chew. The whole of one side was a roaring inferno and the flames had spread to the boarding that made up the ceiling. The hayloft above must also have been alight. He forced himself on until he was past the main conflagration and down to Morning Dew’s stall. The poor horse was in a total panic and, as soon as Jim opened the stall doors he could see that he had a fight on his hands. As the horse bucked and fought her hooves were flying everywhere and Jim had to stand clear to stay out of danger; if only he could get near her, try to settle her down a bit. He saw his moment and, on a mad impulse, ran towards her and jumped onto her back. At first she tried to throw him but it would seem that having a rider, and a rider that she knew, was calming her a bit. He clung on to her mane and hung on, waiting for his moment when something, something up in the hayloft, exploded in the heat with an enormous bang and the maddened horse could take no more and bolted forward towards and through the flames.



As soon as they had passed the main point of the fire Morning Dew could see the open door ahead of her and nothing, nothing at all was going to stop her. Jim got a brief glance of the startled firemen, the chaos in the yard, the paddock fence as Morning Dew bunched her muscles and, in a leap that would have won prizes at the Horse Of The Year Show, sailed over the fence and into the paddock. Jim had neither saddle nor bridle to help him and as Morning Dew landed he lost his grip and crashed to the ground completely winded.



As the horse had bolted Miss Worthing had leapt out of the way, watching as Morning Dew’s hooves skidded on the stone flags of the stable yard as she jinxed and twisted in her mad dash to be as far away from the fire as possible. She saw Jim hanging on desperately and her spirits rose, there was hope yet, the mad fool had made it but, as Morning Dew cleared the paddock fence in a magnificent leap, she saw him lose his seat and fall, crashing to the ground. He had hardly reached the ground before she was rushing across the yard and scrambling over the fence to where his body lay lifeless. She collapsed down beside him and, in her panic, could detect no signs of life.



“You fool, you stupid, stupid fool,” she wailed, “just when I find you you have to go and do this to yourself. You can’t be dead, I won’t allow you to be dead, I couldn’t stand it if you’re… if you’re… I love you, I love you, I love you…” Her words trailed off to tears as she sobbed over the limp body of her lover.

“The future is that you belong to me, pretty man,” Sasha responded.



Jacobs kissed the back of her neck, my soul does but where do we go from here? I don’t intend to spend of my life here, while you battle evil doers”



Sasha giggled,” You watch too many movies, let me reassure you. My work is about done. My real name is Marta Vega.”



“Vega? That means.”



Yes,” she looked at the plantation. “This rightfully belongs to me.”



“So Marta,”



“I prefer Sasha or Jungle Mistress.”



“So Sasha what happened?



“I managed to escape the mass killings when I was only ten.



“How did you survive?” he wondered



“The former Amazon leader knew who I was. She needed an outside agent to rid the area of the intruders. We made a deal, I would be trained and be provided knowledge of the jungle and its herbs. In return I would destroy Frisco and his group.”



“Which you did.”



“Not before he killed my mentor, the revenge was for both of us.”



“And what are your intentions now?”



“To serve my needs,” she kissed him. “And yours.”



“So a life of hedonism for you?”



“I deserve it, now your turn.”



“My turn?”



“What kind of criminal are you? I could not find anything on you?”



“I am a meddler, thievery is just the part that allows my my lavish lifestyle.



If I see a cause or someone that needs to be taken out I get involved”



“So you killed?



He grabbed her shoulders, the men and woman I’ve eliminated were as bad as Frisco.”



“You can be a little terrifying.”



Good that I can awe the Jungle beauty, any other questions?”



“Yes, why does a talented sexy man need a sex slave?”



Pulling her on top of him, Well Jungle Mistress, do you have any idea how hard it is to find a worthy woman?”



“As difficult as a worthy man?”



“Exactly, so I figured if I could not find one; at least have a woman who served my needs, was beautiful and could fight. He kissed her. “I did not plan to fall under her spell.”



Sasha slid down and mounted him, “Then let’s make some magic.”



Jacobs started massaging her breasts, gently squeezed her nipples.



“Ah, umm.”



“Please!”Damm,”Sasha muttered,” I forgot to give her the antidote.” She rushed to her slave and handed her the herb.



“What is that, “Jacobs asked her?



The bitch addicted me, “Donna spit out. “She is no better than Frisco or me.”



Sasha looked at them both, “Never underestimate a vengeful woman. Get out of the cage you are going to set up a video conference with Frisco’s associates.”



“You’re mad, they won’t be happy.”



“I don’t expect they will, “Steve commented.



Donna activated the set up,” May I get dressed Jungle Mistress?”



“No slave,” she responded. “I want them to know who they are dealing with.”



The screen came on and an Asian man cam eon. He frowned, “You might dress appropriately for business Donna.”



Sasha came into view, “She has no choice. May I ask who am I addressing?”



“Ah the infamous Jungle Girl, it seems you were underestimated twice. Donna your life expectancy is not long.” He nodded to Sasha, I am Kenzo Osaka.”



“My real name is Marta Vega.”



He peered closely, “Yes I see the resemblance. So what is the reason for your communication?”



“To let you know that my quarrel was strictly with this organization and I have no issue with you.”



Osaka laughed, “So you think you can just a walk away.



Abdul’s head hit the table and Steve entered the picture.



“Osaka san”



“Jacobs san? Are you her prisoner?



“No her allie.”



“You have not made a wise choice”, the Asian crime lord responded.



“Consider this do you want me as an enemy? Sasha asked.



“You over estimate your selves.”



Donna surprisingly interrupted. “Consider that I have access to Frisco’s records with you and I will give them to my mistress.”



“Mistress?” You have made your choice all, three of you. Just stay out of my sphere of influence.” The signal ended.



“Explain yourself!” Sasha demanded



“May I speak without the Mistress jargon?” Donna asked.



She sighed, “You may.”



Donna sat down facing Sasha and Steven, “You have boxed me into a corner.”



“She has a point, “Steve said stroaking Sasha’s hair.



“Continue,” Sasha told Donna.



“I can be an asset to you two. I have connections and my abilities.” Donna knelt ay Sasha’s feet.” Even if this earns me punishment, Jungle Mistress I did sexually break you first.”



Sasha looked at Jacobs, “It’s true she did.”



Jacobs grabbed Donna and dragged her to the other side of him and squeezed them both, “I think we are going to have a lot of fun.”



“And I think it is time for the woman to be in charge, “Sasha announced.



Jacobs allowed himself to be led to an open room. There the two beauties bent him over and secured his wrists.



Sasha stroked his naked back, “Pretty male, you enjoyed punishing us earlier didn’t you?



“Yes Jungle Mistress”, he admitted.



“I think he needs to understand, we can dish it out,” Donna pointed out.



“Agreed,” as the brunette hit his right ass cheek.



The blond hit the left, “You could have teamed with me.”



“But thane we would be able to share him, “Sasha said



“True,” Donna replied hitting him again.



“Thank you Mistress.



“The two Doms alternated making his ass bright red.



“Now worship my slave’s breasts,” as she picked up a paddle and started a rapid tapping.



“Oh yes,” Donna cried



“Switch,” Donna picked up a rattan cane



“Ow!”



“Less talk, “Sasha instructed as she buried his face in her breasts.



“Don’t know about you Sasha, but my pussy needs some attention.”



“Mine too.”



Jacobs had hit hands tied behind his back and his knees and ankles tied; the woman spread their legs across the floor.



“Now lick,” The Jungle Mistress ordered, as she kissed Donna.



His talented tongue satisfied his two captors as they cummed over him.



Finally they released him.



“You two are vicious; remind me again why I did not just enslave you when I had the chance?”



“Because you have managed to eliminate some of that boring machismo and want a partner” Sasha said. “And our sex slave partner here is someone with a brain. To match her looks.”



“This sex slave is in need of more sex.”



“So is your Mistress,” Sasha responded. She pointed to the bed. “On it we are going to enjoy that cock.



“Mistress first”, Sasha kneeled as Jacobs mounted her.



Steve started pumping hard putting out some of his pent up energy. He nodded to Donna who began kissing him.



“Yes take it my slut!”



“Give it too me!”



Sasha sagged to her belly. Jacobs grabbed Donna and pushed on her back.



“Yes, she examined as he penetrated her pussy.



Sasha climbed onto of her face, “Lick my slut.”



Donna went to work as Sasha and Steve passionately kissed.



.



The naked trio ate a late breakfast,”What’s on the agenda?” Donna asked.



“First eat this,” Sasha handed her a different herb.



“What this?”



“The true antidote, I was going to give it to you in a few weeks after I felt you had been punished enough.”



Donna ate it.



“You are free to leave if you want.” Sasha said.



If you two don’t mind having a third wheel, I’ll stay.”



“Glad to have you, after being so selfless my sexual appetite is huge.”



Steven looked at Donna,” What did you do to her.”



“She made me her fuck toy” Sasha kissed Donna. “And I won’t mind another go another round where you are the Mistress.”



“Before that, turnabout if fair play; you two belong to me later. But to business. We have two things to do. See up Osaka info into some internet alerts for our own safety and security. You need a new ID.”



“We also to have dig up my late father’s diamond stash.”



“Diamonds?” Donna asked.



“A fair amount,” Sasha answered. “Enough so we can explore our hedonistic desires for a long time.”



“Best place to sell diamonds is Amsterdam” Donna noted



“I believe there is dungeon we can buy afterwards.”

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I know that I have written to you before. Mistress Stephanie asked me to write to you, but now I am writing on my own. I told you about the trip to Canada, the plane crash and how Sir died. Now it is time I write to you again to tell you about my death. I hope you understand that I want to live, but my time has come and I am going to die in a few days. I will let you know how I feel and what I feel. I am prepared to die. I will miss everyone.



I am at the hospital…for the last time. Tomorrow my husband, Skip will take me home and the wait for my death will begin. I have decided that I do not want any more drugs. I am tired. My body and my mind want to go, but Skip keeps holding on.



I cannot do any more for him. I know he understands this subconsciously, but reality hasn’t really set in. He is praying for a miracle but there is not going to be one.



I want to fuck him one more time, but I do not know if he will want to. He thinks I am breakable. Maybe I am, but I need to feel my Master inside me. I need to feel his body on mine. I need to feel that he still loves and wants me.



I wish I could have given him a child, but I cannot so instead I have a plan to give him my sister. She has fallen in love with him. Skip does not see it because he is so intense about me, but I have spoken to her about it. At first, Abigail didn’t want to admit it, but I got it out of her.



She cries. I hold her and tell her it was all right. He needs her and tonight I’m going to make it happen. You see I bought a collar a few days ago on one of my good days. I am going to give Abigail to him as my final gift. He won’t refuse me. Maybe he will fuck me and then I will die in peace.



I asked Mistress Stephanie and Anna to come and visit me. Mistress Stephanie is huge with child. She looks so beautiful. I am so happy for her. She has had several miscarriages and given birth to a stillborn baby now she is carrying Brian’s twins and I am overjoyed.



She tells me that one of her daughter’s will be named after me. I am honored by this. I already feel as if the child is mine. I hope I live long enough to see her.



I tell them my plan. Mistress asks me if I am sure. I tell her yes. I do not want my husband/Master to be alone. Abigail and Rebecca are here too. Rebecca is very happy these days. She has a new relationship with Basil. He is a very nice man. She brought him to see me on one of my good days. I wish them every happiness.



My parents are here but I’ve asked them not to come to the house until later in the day, I want this time to mostly say goodbye to my close friends who are really my family and to my sister who will be with Skip after I’m gone.



I tell her all his likes and dislikes. With Anna’s help I show her positions he will ask her to be in. I give her the key to the chest where the toys are kept.



We have lunch and talk of how we all met. I tell Anna how proud I am of her, how much she has grown and how happy I am that she has found love. She tells me how much she loves me, how happy I have made Skip and how much she will miss our sisterhood. I give her a scarf that she has admired and a diamond bracelet that Sir had given me.



Rebecca has been my rock. She will make an outstanding doctor. She has been like a mother to me. When we were at Sir Richard’s she helped me learn and taught me all about art and wine. When we lived at Mistress Stephanie’s she took me in the playroom and disciplined me. I learned my limits with her. Since I have been ill, Rebecca has been by my side. She explained everything to me as we have gone along and taken me to every doctor’s appointment.



She and Abigail have catered to my every need and every wish and she will be the one to talk to Skip and present Abigail to him tonight, as I am too weak to stand.



To Rebecca I give part of the money that Sir left to me and a pair of diamond earrings that Sir Richard gave to me as a gift for being chosen by Sir and Mistress Stone.



My dear sweet sister Abigail. I gave her the rest of the money that Sir left to me and a letter to give to Skip. The rest of everything I have will go to her including my husband. I love her. She hugs me gently. She has been a godsend.



Finally, I ask to speak with Mistress Stephanie alone. Everyone leaves. “Mistress,” I hesitate trying to get my words together. “Mistress I need you to speak to Skip after. He may fight this, but it is for his best. You know him better than anyone.”



She nods and says seriously, “I do and he might fight it, but in time he will realize you did this out of love.”



“I hope it works out between them. Abigail is a great girl. Please give this to Marlene for Lucia.” I say handing her a box. Inside is a bracelet and earrings for Lucia when she is older. I also hand her a note for Marlene. I didn’t ask her to be here because she is Skip’s stepmother and needs to help Dominic deal with this so he can help Skip.



I know this reminds my father-in-law of when he lost his wife. I am trying to make my death easier on everyone.



Finally, I hand Mistress Stephanie another box. Inside is a First Edition of “A Christmas Carol.”, a diamond and emerald necklace, a book of poetry and a pair of onyx cufflinks.



Mistress looks at the cufflinks. I grin, a Cheshire cat grin. “I stole them from Sir and wore them with one of his shirts. I meant to give them back, but after he died, I kept them.”



She smiles and hugs me. All of the other things in the box came from Sir. “You still miss him.” She says.



I nod. “He’ll be waiting for you.” She says and strokes my face.



I smile. “I know and I can’t wait to see him.”



I can see that she is fighting back tears. Finally I tell her that I’d like my namesake to have my wedding ring which I have left to her in my will. Mistress cries and hugs me.



We have a lovely visit after that. Mistress Stephanie hugs me tightly and kisses my cheek before she leaves. I know that I will not see her again.



Skip arrives home about seven and we have dinner in our bedroom. He looks so handsome, but tired. He also looks older. I have loved him so much. After dinner, I ask him to bring me into the living room. Skip picks me up in his strong arms where I lay my head on his chest and hear his heartbeat.



When we get there, he sees that all the furniture has been moved out of the way. Abigail is kneeling, her eyes lowered, her arms outstretched. She is naked and looks stunning. Skip stops and looks at me. “What is going on?”



I look up at him. “Please put me on the couch and just watch. Please.”



His face is like stone, his lips in a thin line. He is annooyed, but does as I ask. He sits down next to me. Rebecca is standing behind Abigail with a small whip in her hand. Looking at Skip she says, “Rachel has asked me to act as her surrogate. I will do as she asks.”



I look at my husband. I am very tired and want to sleep, but this has to happen now. “I am dying. I will be dead soon, but I do not want you to be alone. I also know that my sister loves you. You might not love her, but I am giving her to you. All the anger and pain you have been feeling we ask that you use her. You are now her Master.”



Rebecca hits Abigail on the back with the whip and she moans. She crawls forward. Skip is still silent. Rebecca hands him a box and he opens it. It is the collar that says ‘property of Master Skip.’



Tears prick Skip’s eyes and he finally speaks, “Rachel, I can’t.”



Wearily I put my finger to his lips, “You must. You need her and I want to watch, then I am hoping you fuck me one last time.”



The tears fall from his eyes, as they widen, “I don’t want to hurt you.”



“You won’t and besides, it is what I want. My last dying wish. You cannot refuse me. Abigail will after I’m gone be your submissive. She loves you and if you fall in love with her, you have my blessing to marry and have the children I could not give you.”



Skip is crying freely now and Rebecca hands him tissues. My heart is breaking, but I have to finish this. I nod at Rebecca and she begins to whip Abigail. I stare at Skip and say, “She is being punished because she is taking my husband and my life. I am angry because I am dying. I am angry because Abigail will have my life. I am angry because I will miss you.” Tears fall from my eyes and I just let them.



Abigail is moaning, “Please more please punish me. I am sorry that my sister is dying. I am sorry that I am taking her life.” She crawls forward until she is before Skip.



Rebecca strikes her hard on the buttocks. “Please Master may your unworthy sub, suck your cock.” Abigail says kissing Skip’s shoe.



He wipes his face and again looks at me. I nod slowly. It is up to him now. Taking a deep breath he says, “You want to be my sub or my slave!”



Abigail does not look at him but says clearly and loudly, “I want to be what my Master wants me to be, but if given a choice, I want to be his slave.”



Skip grabs Abigail’s hair forcing her face up. With his other hand, he unzips his pants and pulls out his hard cock. My mouth waters. I love his cock in my throat. Pulling out his dick, he slams Abigail’s face into his cock and she takes him. He fucks her hard, brutally. “You want to be my slave, then my slave you will be.”



I watch as he fucks my sister’s mouth. I watch as Rebecca whips her. I hear Abigail moaning. She is enjoying every minute of this. She looks into my eyes and I see the tears. I am so happy for her. I can also see how wet she is because her juices are running down her legs.



Skip cums hard and Abigail holds his semen in her mouth. His head is back as he screams my name. Abigail comes over to me and kisses me, opening her mouth to share Skip’s semen with me. I lick her tongue and taste all of him.



“In the bedroom.” I order Rebecca and Abigail. Rebecca whips Abigail as she crawls into the bedroom. Skip stares at me. “Rachel, I don’t know if I can do this.”



Taking his face in my hands, which he turns his head and kisses my palm, I say to him, “It’s what I want. Please bring the collar and take me to bed.”



He nods and lifts me. In the bedroom, he sets me down on the bed and undresses me. Rebecca and Abigail suck on my breasts. My body is so thin. I am beginning to be embarrassed; maybe he won’t still want me.



They move out of the way, as Skip who has undressed himself gets into the bed. Abigail kisses his back, down his spine and his buttocks. She asks his permission to suck his cock again and he agrees. He kisses me gently and tenderly, then more deeply. Skip’s dick starts to rise as Abigail sucks. Rebecca joins him and soon he is very hard.



Very carefully, he gets on top of my body, keeping all his weight on his elbows. Abigail inserts his penis into my body as I manage to bend my knees. He inches into me. There is pain, but I relish it. I want to feel everything.



Skip fucks into me. He is taking his time and he is being very careful. “Harder.” I say, “Fuck me harder.”



“I don’t want to hurt you.” He whispers.



I whisper back, “I want you to hurt me.”



He does as I ask and the pain is exquisite. I will savor this pain unto death. He fucks me harder and harder as Rebecca whips his buttocks and Abigail watches.



“I love you Rachel. I will always love you.” He says kissing me.



“I want you to pull out before you come. I want to watch you fuck Abigail and come in her pussy.” I say.



He just nods and continues fucking me. Before too long he says,



“Honey I’m close.”



Abigail lies down next to me. There are tears in her eyes and I kiss her. “I love you my sister and I thank you deeply for giving yourself.”



Skip gets on top of her and begins fucking her. He is rough with her and I can see that she is enjoying it. He squeezes and pinches her nipples roughly, “You belong to me now.” He growls as he thrusts inside her. “I will whip you and flog you and you will take it all. You are my slave now.”



He fucks her harder and harder. Abigail says to him, “Yes Master I am your slave. My body belongs to you.”



He fucks into her and I know he is close. Rebecca comes to my side and kisses my cheek. I smile at her as the tears fall. I can die now in peace because I know my Master, my husband will be fine. He will be in pain, he will mourn, but Abigail will help him heal.



As he cums, he screams, “Rachel I love you.”



Abigail wraps her legs around him. Skip turns to me and kisses my lips. He kneels up and comes to me. I open my mouth and take his dick into my mouth. I lick and suck his dick clean, tasting and savoring their joint juices. As I lick, Rebecca hands him the collar. He puts it around Abigail’s neck and bends down to kiss her. “Get out! Leave me with my wife.” He says as I continue to suck him.



Rebecca and Abigail leave and he lies down next to me holding me. Skip strokes my face, “I know that you are doing this for me and I will accept this as your gift because I love you.”



“Abigail loves you too. I just ask for you to give her a chance.” I kiss him and he holds me as I fall asleep.



I am not writing this part because I am in a coma, but you are reading it because I gave the words to Abigail. I fell asleep and have not awakened. I saw my body in the bed with Skip and I knew that it would not be long.



I kiss his cheek, then find myself in Abigail’s room. She is asleep her hand touching the collar around her neck, a smile on her face. Whispering in her ear, I say. “You will write down my story. I love you sister. Thank you for everything.”



I find myself at the hotel where my parents are staying. I see her in bed with my father her head on his chest. I am grateful to them for understanding. It could not have been easy knowing not one but both of their daughters are submissive, but they have understood and even ventured into our world and now fully realize this was our destiny.



I kiss my mother and she stirs. She senses me as only a mother can do. “Rachel” She moans. I whisper, “You were the best mother ever and I love you. I know you will weep, but please, not for long. Take care of Abigail. She will be happy with my Skip.”



My father is holding my mother in his arms and I can see the stubble of his facial hair. I rub my cheek across it imagining the rough feel then kiss his chin. “Goodbye papa. I will always think of you. You were a good father and always made me feel loved.”



I’m back at home in Rebecca’s room. She is still awake. Something is troubling her. I whisper in her ear, “In the morning I will be in a coma. Get Skip out of the house before he notices. Don’t tell him until later in the day. Thank you for being with me. You will be a wonderful doctor, now sleep. You will need all your energy in the next few days.”



Rebecca shivers and get’s into bed. I know she has heard me.



I feel a pull and I find myself at the hospital. I see the twin girls being born. I see Anna and Brian and then I see the terror in their eyes. I hear Anna scream and see Brian fighting to stay in the room.



Mistress Stephanie is by my side. I know what I must do. I take her hand and we go to a beautiful garden. It is even more beautiful than I remember. I stayed in this place with my parents in England when I was a child. However, the clothes I am wearing are of the 1800′s. I laugh, my favorite period of time. How I wish I could dress like that now.



We sit on a bench and start to talk. I tell her about growing up. My parents are wonderful people. My family read a great deal. “Do you know Mistress that I play piano and saxophone?”



She looks at me astonished, “No, I didn’t know that. I laugh and hold her hand. “Skip is holding me to this earth. I need you to get him to let me go.”



“I will try but how.” I ask.



“You are like a mother to him and he will listen to you. Go to the house in two days and talk to him. He will let me go. You will know what to say. I am in a coma. I am dying. He has to let me go.”



We sit for a while. “I grew up on a very wonderful Jewish household. I knew I was a submissive from the age of fourteen. I was an obedient child, always wanted to please. I didn’t know it then, but I wanted someone to tell me what to do and discipline me when I was naughty.



My first boyfriend was a jock and he would order me to do his homework and suck his cock. I enjoyed being on my knees. He would spank me. My panties would get wet.



I looked for men that would dominate me. A few hurt me physically and one especially used me for his pleasure and other men. He would humiliate me and use me mentally. He almost destroyed me before I left him, but then I met a man who really cared about me. He was the one who told me about Sir Richard and let me go so that he could train me.



When I went to Sir Richard, it was as if my entire world opened up. I was with him for three years before I met you and Sir. He taught me everything and I am deeply grateful to him. Please tell him for me that I could not have had a better teacher. He and Mistress Diana made sure no one would hurt me. I met real Masters who knew what my limits were and pushed me just a little further.



I learned that humiliation did not work with me, but serving did. I was taught so much about myself that I knew I wanted nothing more than to have a master who would let me worship him. You gave me that when you gave me to Sir. He was the ultimate Master.



I never told you this, but when he died, I was lost. I felt as if a part of me had been wrenched away. I grieved for him and a part of me still does. I know he was your husband, but he was my Master.” I continue my discussion with Mistress, I tell her about what happened tonight with Abigail, and she says I did the right thing. From far away I can hear Anna calling her. I can hear Brian lashing out in frustration.



I must send her back. I hug her and say, “My life has been much fuller and richer because of the choices you made. You chose me, Anna, Brian, Rebecca and Marlene to be a part of your life. You chose to marry Anna and Brian and now you have three children. You chose Marlene to meet Dominic and look how happy they are with their daughter, Lucia. You chose to give me to Sir. You are the most wonderful person and I am honored to have been a part of your life.”



Mistress says to me, “You are very special Rachel. We have shared our lives and our loves. I will miss you.”



I hug her. “It is time you went back. Your time is not yet. Anna and Brian are frantic. Give my namesake and her sister a big kiss for me. Tell them all about me. I love you Mistress and I thank you most of all for Skip. He is the love of my life. Take good care of him and my wonderful sister Abigail who loves him.”



Mistress Stephanie can now hear Anna and Brian calling her. She hears the crying of her babies and knows she must go back. It is not yet her time. Hugging me again, she disappears.



I sit in the garden for a while, but know this is just a way station. My journey is not yet complete. I return to my home, Skip is just getting up. He kisses me, but I do not stir. He goes to shower as Rebecca comes into the room. She sees my body and knows I am in a coma. She takes my vitals.



Abigail comes into the room and Rebecca takes her outside. “After Skip leaves for work, call Dr. Heart. We need him here.”



Abigail looks questioningly at her, “Don’t you want to tell Skip?”



“No, not yet. Rachel wouldn’t want him here just yet. Also, phone your parents. They should be here after the doctor. Skip we will tell later. She’s not gone yet and he will get to say his goodbye, but for now, let’s get him out of here.”



Skip comes out and eats breakfast. “She’s still asleep. Is she all right?” He says to Rebecca.



Rebecca forces a smile, “I just checked on her, she was very tired after last night. She will awaken soon. Why don’t you go to work and if anything changes I will call you. Also, you need to let us know if Mistress and the girls are all right. I know that Brian and Anna will have news.”

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