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Avatar 
Part 13

      	Ken and Jane were pretty quiet on the ride back.  They were
somewhat tired, but very satisfied.  Ken could feel the energy pooling
in his body and knew he was holding a much greater amount than he had
before.  They unloaded the bikes back at the house and went inside to
get cleaned up.
      
      	"You still up for going with me to get cell phone?" he asked.
      
      	"Of course Master.  If you don't have a cell phone, how can I
be at your beck and call?"  she giggled which, since she was naked did
interesting things to her breasts.  Ken felt himself begin to get hard
and willed himself not to.  To his surprise, it worked.
      
      	They talked as they got dressed after their showers.  Ken had
let Jane go first on the assumption that she'd take a little longer
than he to get ready.  However, once she finished showering, all she
did was throw on a bra and a light dress.
      
      	"No panties?" he asked.
      
     	 "Does Master wish me to wear them?  They make great gags -
especially after I've cum in them - or you've cum in me."  Ken wasn't
quick enough to keep his cock from thickening.
      
      	"Now control yourself you little slut," he said with a grin.
      
      	"Master, I'm NOT a little slut," she said with a fake pout. 
"I'm a big slut."
      
      	Ken laughed and finished throwing on his clothes.  They went to
a nearby mall and found a cell phone store.  Ken was surprised at all
the options, and chose one that was a nice compact model - with a
camera.  He could imagine some interesting uses for that.
      
      	Afterwards, they found a restaurant that wasn't too far away
and grabbed an early dinner, then headed back to his house.  Once
there, they continued to search for real-estate   Jane hit the net to
look for houses and get a better idea what was out there, while Ken
perused the Sunday paper.
      
      	"Hey Ken," said Jane, "we should get this one.  It'd be big
enough."
      
      	Ken looked over her shoulder and snorted.  "Yeah it's big
enough all right.  But I'm thinking that we're a little short of the
10 mil it'd take to buy it.  We might be able to get a mortgage on the
down payment though."
      
      	Jane smiled at the comment.  She sighed, her eyes lingering on
the picture before she clicked to something they'd have a hope of
affording.  Ken had to agree with her about the house though.  It was
huge and absolutely gorgeous.   The ten acres of land surrounding it
would the place nice and private.  It had a built in pool which could
be enclosed for winter use, tons of bedrooms and the grounds looked
amazing.  Dream on.
      
      	When Ken woke the next morning to the sound of the alarm, he
shut it off and just lay there.  Jane snuggled against his morning
piss hard-on and he wondered if they had time for some play before
work.  Probably not, he thought.  It wasn't like they had a specified
time to get to work - within reason, but traffic being what it was,
leaving earlier was better.  He began extricating himself from Jane,
who was not happy with the loss of body heat and woke up.
      
          	"Morning Master," she said.  She rolled onto her back and
stretched - which did nothing to reduce the blood flow to his cock. 
"Mmm," she purred, "is that for me?"
      
          	"Not right at the moment, unfortunately," he replied.
      
          	He showered since that was a relatively non-negotiable part
of his morning routine.  They took separate cars to work since Jane
was going to stop at her place on the way home to get more clothing to
bring to his house.
      
          	As he sat in his cube, Ken looked around.  After the last
five days it was now this existence that seemed fake and hollow.  The
walls were even more dreary than before, the policies and politics
even more depressing.  He had a ton of email to wade through - most of
it just bullshit.  The company was launching a new website to proclaim
how much 'your total employment package' was worth.  They were crowing
about the benefits they provided, all of which had been cut last year,
and the fact that the employee's work was extremely important to the
company.
      
          	Ken hadn't paid much attention to the outside world these
last years, other than to follow the massive damage that the DMCA was
causing to American technology, but he had paid attention to crap like
this.  He knew what the CEOs got paid, and that they weren't even on
the same health care plan that the employees were.  The company had
off-shored every function that they possibly could - including human
resources (and wasn't that an insulting term) - and had cut their
staff considerably.  People, for the most part, just took it.  It
wasn't like there were more jobs being generated so there was nowhere
else to go.  Management had made it clear that they knew the score. 
If you left, there were lots of other people that would be happy to
fill your spot - probably for less money than you cost.
      
          	Disgusted after reading the emails, he flipped for a moment
to a news portal and read the headlines.  Nothing good there.  He
snorted as he noted that the California state lottery had been won -
170 million - but no one had claimed it.  Christ, if he had won the
thing, you could be sure he'd have claimed it instantly.
      
          	Ken buried himself in work for the next few hours,
steadfastly ignoring the call from his boss wanting to know when he
was going to make up the time he'd lost last week.  Ken rarely lost
time at work.  He was scrupulous about taking his vacation, but he
didn't just take sick days with no reason.  Management always wanted
you to make up your time - offsetting it, they called it.  Hell, they
even wanted you to offset time that you took for a funeral.  Assholes.
      
          	No one had come by to bother him while he worked - which
was unusual.  He assumed that Jane was busy and didn't bother her.  It
was getting close to lunch, when he jumped onto the net to take a
quick glace at the headlines.  This wasn't something he normally did,
but with his life coming, well alive, around him, he wanted to keep
tabs on some of the insanity that his country was engaging in.  Again
he noticed the headline about the lottery, and he frowned.  They'd
tracked down where the ticket had been purchased.
      
          	He clicked on the link and his heart started to race.  It
had been bought at the mall very close to here.  The mall , in fact, 
where he'd met Lea.  Where she'd given him a slip of paper with 6
numbers on it.  With shaking hands, he opened his wallet and pulled
out the ticket.  The back of the ticket had a URL to the site with the
winning numbers, so he typed it in and clicked the link.  He blinked
as a notice came up saying the page was blocked due to company policy.
 Of all the stupid, fucking, idiotic ...
      
          	Ken picked up the phone and called the number on the back. 
A few minutes later, he carefully placed the phone in the cradle, his
hands shaking.  Jane appeared at the entrance to his cube looking
frantic.
      
          	"Mas... Ken," she said,  "Is everything OK?"
      
          	"Um, I think so," he said in a rather distant voice.
      
          	"Ken," she said more sharply, then in a lowered voice, "Are
you OK?"
      
          	He focused on her and realized that through their
connection she'd felt his shock and was worried.  "Yes," he said in a
firmer voice.  "Yes, I'm fine.  I have an important errand to run
though, so I'm going to leave now.  I'll call you a little later, OK?"
      
          	"Sir," she said, "what is going on?  You have me worried."
      
          	He grabbed her and kisser her soundly.  "I'll explain
everything later.  If I'm right then... well anyway if I'm not right,
then I won't have gotten you all riled up for nothing."
      
          	"But..."
      
          	"Later Jane," he said, putting a touch of Master in his
voice.
      
          	"Yes Master," she responded automatically.
      
          	He left and went to his boss' office.
      
          	"Something's come up and I have to leave," he said.  He
wasn't particularly apologetic.
      
          	She looked up and said, "Ken, you've been out for several
days now.  Is there something going on?"
      
          	Like he was going to tell her.  "No, but I have some
pressing business to deal with today - perhaps tomorrow as well."
      
          	She sighed.  "Ken, you know that we're short on overhead
money," Ken sensed that this was bullshit - they had plenty of money,
they just didn't want to spend it, "Will you be taking vacation for
this afternoon?"
      
          	He thought about it for a second.  He had lots of vacation
- three weeks, in fact.  He would have had no problem taking the last
several days of vacation, but what he might have viewed as concern on
her part last week, he now saw through.  She wasn't worried about him
- couldn't care less.  She was worried because if he was out on sick
time, it forced up her overhead dollars, which, if they were too high,
precluded her from being considered for a mid-year bonus.  A bonus
that the regular employees here weren't even eligible for.
      
          	Ken was disgusted.  He couldn't hook into her feelings,
since she didn't really fit the criteria for him being attracted to
her - but his ability to get into the thoughts of the people around
him was coming along nicely.  He didn't like what he saw.
      
          	"Well," he temporized, "It really is personal business. 
And I assumed that that's what that charge number is there for, so I
think it'd be best of I used that."
      
          	His manager looked at him.  This was a side of Ken she'd
never seen.  Usually, he was the perfect corporate drone.  And drone
was the word she thought - it came through loud and clear.
      
          	Ken got pissed when he heard that.  Very pissed.  "Good by
Helen," he said in a hard voice.  "I'm sorry that I can't stay."  That
was a lie, but he didn't care.
      
          	He walked out and could feel her cloud of anger.  Too -
fucking - bad, he thought as he headed for his car.

    	The drive to the lottery office went by very fast.  Ken was sort
of in a cloud.  He remembered buying the ticket of course, but had
forgotten all about it since it wasn't something he'd ever done.  Also
the last few days had been pretty distracting.  He frowned.  170
million?  Ken thought that the top prize was for 80 million - not that
any complaining was going on here.

    	Once Ken parked and headed toward the building, he started
getting very nervous.  What if he was wrong?  He knew he'd pissed off
his boss and if there'd been some mistake, then he'd be spending some
time getting back in her good graces.  He grimaced.  That would suck.

    	An hour later, he was high as a kite.  He was, indeed, a winner. 
By about four o'clock he had a headache from filling out paperwork and
trying to find an accountant to handle everything.  He hadn't
collected yet, but he was registered as the winner and Jane was his
beneficiary if he died on the spot.  He had the names of several
accountants and would be visiting them tomorrow.

    	He sat in his car, eyes closed for a few minutes.  He was a
millionaire - multimillionaire actually.  He didn't have to work. 
They didn't have to move.  This was amazing.  He needed to call Jane
and let her know, but figured he'd call her from home when the cell
phone beeped.  Ken was startled; he'd forgotten all about buying the
stupid thing.

    	"Master?" came Jane's voice.  He could immediately tell she was
troubled.

    	"Jane me darlin' what's up?" He answered.  She was troubled.  He
was a millionaire.

    	"Sir, there's a problem.  Can you talk?"

   	 He sat up.  She was really upset about something.  "What's
wrong?"

    	Jane sighed.  "Ally's mother threw her out of the house."

    	"What!?" he exclaimed.  "What the hell for?"

    	"When Ally didn't come home on Saturday night, her mother got
pissed even though Ally left her a message saying that she wouldn't be
home.  Her mother went ballistic on her when she got home from class. 
Apparently she took a half day just to be home before Ally left for
her first job.  I didn't get too many details, but she threw Ally out
with pretty much the clothes on her back and her school books.  I'm on
my way to get her now."

    	What the fuck was going on here, Ken wondered.  He knew from
Ally's memories that her mother was strict, but this was ridiculous. 
"All right," he said, "Where are you taking her?"

    	"I thought back to the house, unless you don't want her there?" 
Jane's voice was a little worried.

    	"No, that's perfectly fine," he reassured her.  "I'll meet you
there."

    	"Master, she doesn't have anywhere to live." Jane sounded very
upset.

    	"I'm sure that we'll be able to work something out for her," he
said.  Then he grinned.  They were rich, this would be no problem. 
"Trust me on this, helping her isn't going to be a problem."

    	Jane heard the change in his voice, "Master, is there something I
should know?  I can ... feel that something's going on."

    	"Indeed there is, my love.  But don't worry.  It's good stuff. 
We can talk about it after we get Ally settled tonight."

    	"You're going to make me wait, aren't you?" Jane said, a smile in
her voice.

    	"Yup." he replied.  "See you at the house."

    	She gave a submissive's long suffering sigh and hung up.  Ken
started the car and headed home.

    	Once he was home, he found he was pretty antsy.  He was worth a
lot of money, but no way had it really penetrated his skull.  He
couldn't wrap his brain around it and found it amusing that it seemed
easier to accept becoming the Avatar of a sex Goddess then to accept
170 million dollars in his bank account.  Of course, it wasn't in his
account yet, and once all was said and done it wouldn't be 170
million.  But it was more than enough for him and Jane to live in a
very nice style.  It was also enough to begin to establish the church
for Lea, and that was a very good thing.

    	Jane arrived about an hour later with a pale faced, teary eyed
Ally in tow.

    	Ken pulled her into his arms and hugged her.  Jane joined the hug
and Ally burst into tears again.  They led her to the couch and let
her cry herself out.  Jane got up and got some tissues, a cold
washcloth and some water.

    	"Sweetie," said Jane, "do you want to tell us what happened?"

    	Ally was still upset, but had calmed a little.  She sighed and
leaned back against the couch.

    	"I'm really sorry," she said.  "You guys must think I'm a real
baby."

    	"Everyone gets upset Ally," said Ken.  "Why don't you tell us
what happened?"

    	Ally began to speak.  "Well, after I left you guys, I went in to
work.  I knew that Mom was going to be pissed at me because I was
supposed to be home for church on Sunday morning.  She always makes
Tina and I go. Oh yeah, Tina's my sister - she just turned 15. 
Anyway, I knew she was going to be pissed, but I had to work and I'd
been with you all night, which I didn't want to tell her.  When I got
home after work, it was pretty late and Mom was already in bed.  She
goes to bed really early.  Tina wanted to know where I'd been. 
Obviously I couldn't tell her, so I just said I'd been with friends. 
I think she knew it was something more, but I told her I had a lot of
home work to do and couldn't talk.  Tina's really cool, so after
warning me about Mom, she let me alone."

    	Ken, who was following Ally's emotions knew that Ally thought
Tina was a lot more than really cool.  She loved her sister a lot. 
She also was intensely attracted to her sexually, but had never let
her know it - for obvious reasons.

    	"Anyway, Mom was gone when I left for school and when I got home
she totally went off on me.  Screaming and yelling calling me all
kinds of names.  When I wouldn't tell her where I'd been, she started
to go all biblical on me.  She's a total bible thumper and since I
wouldn't tell her where I'd been, she assumed that I'd spent the night
with a guy."  Ally leaned her head back on the couch.  "Shit, if she
only knew what I'd really been doing, she'd have had a heart attack. 
Anyway, she threw me out.  All I could get were my books for school. 
She wouldn't even let me get my clothes.

    	"Because I  went to collage early, most of my friends are still
in high school.  I don't know anyone at school well enough to stay
with."

    	Ken could feel that Ally was about to burst into tears again. 
"Ally," Jane said quickly, "don't worry about a place to stay.  You
can use my apartment.  I just moved out of it - well mostly out of it
anyway, and I won't need it."  Jane looked at Ken who nodded, "Or you
can stay here with us.  It's a small place, but it won't be a
problem."

    	Tears had started to run down Ally's face again.  "Thank, but it
isn't just the place to live.  The jobs I work only pay for tuition! 
I don't even have a fuckin' car - it's hers.  Tina might be able to
smuggle some clothes out of the house, but I'll have to drop my
classes if I wanna be able to pay rent, never mind eating or anything
else."  She closed her eyes.

    	"Ally," said Ken.  He really wanted her to calm down.  He could
feel how upset she was, and rightfully so, but he needed her to
understand that they could help her.  Surprisingly, she did calm down,
her breathing eased and she stopped sobbing.

    	"Listen Ally," he continued, "this is not a problem.  Or rather,
it's a problem that we will be able to help you with."

   	"But you don't understand, I don't have money to..."

    	"Ally," Ken said gently, "I'm telling you it's not a problem." 
She looked at him.  "Really," he continued, "it isn't.  You won't have
to drop school and you'll have a place to stay, I promise."

    	Ally looked at him and he felt the dread in her stomach.  She was
wondering if Ken was suggesting that they'd pay her for sex - which
made her feel like a real whore.

    	Ken shook his head.  "Let me ask you something:  Did you enjoy
your time with us on Saturday and Sunday?"

    	The girl turned red.  Yup, she was thinking, they were gonna turn
her into a whore.  Still, she nodded.  "Yes," she said in a quiet
voice.

    	"Good.  Because Jane and I would like very much for that to
continue.  However, what happened the other night has absolutely
nothing to do with our offer of a place to stay.  Nothing.  If you
decide here and now that you don't want to have sex with us ever
again, we'll still put you up in Jane's apartment - alone, and we'll
still help you get on your feet."  Ally started.  How had he known
what she was thinking?

    	"Why would you do something like that?" she asked.

    	Ken sighed.  "Because we can.  Don't misunderstand me.  Jane and
I value every second of the time we spent with you this weekend.  We
really loved it and we really like you.  A lot.  But we're not about
to make giving you a hand contingent or whether you sleep with us or
not.  That's bullshit.  We'd have no respect for ourselves if we did
something like that.  And the relationship that we're developing with
you - if you want one with us, is too important to us to play those
kinds of games."

    	Ally was shocked.  They really wanted her?  Enough to help her
and not make her feel like she was trading sex for their help?  He saw
her realize that he was telling the truth.  Somehow, she knew he
wasn't lying.

    	"I... I'll pay you," she said.  "I'll give you as much as I can,
every week - I promise."

    	"I'm sure we'll be able to work something out," replied Ken. 
Ally, he knew, was thinking about how she could start a third job.  If
she dropped just one class, she'd have the money from that, and be
able to ...

    	"Ally," said Ken.  "School comes first.  Not work.  Don't go
dropping classes just to try and pay us.  We don' t need the money."

    	Jane gave him a raised eyebrow at that comment.  They did need
the money, especially if they were going to get a bigger house.  He
could feel her curiosity peeking, but ignored her.  Ally however, was
looking a bit uncertain.  Every time she started worrying about
something, he would say something to counter what she was thinking. 
She hadn't been planning on telling them about dropping a class.

    	"Are you hungry?" Ken asked.  Ally was a sharp girl.  Very sharp.
 And he didn't want her fixating on how he seemed to be reading her
mind.  She might start to think about other things - especially
concerning what had happened over the weekend.  She wasn't ready for
the answers, but Ken had a feeling that she would be, fairly soon. 
Hmmm.  He detected the hand of a Goddess here...
    
      	The two women were definitely hungry.  There wasn't much in the
way of food in the house, but Ken did have some pasta and some sauce. 
Asking Jane to begin cooking, he called and arranged for a rental car
for himself.  He figured Ally could use his car until he bought
another one - and he would be buying another one, most likely
tomorrow.  The rental was just in case he couldn't get the car
tomorrow.  Jane glanced at him again, wondering what the hell was
going on as she felt the warm happiness that flooded him when he
realized that he was free.  He, no they, could live how ever they
wanted.
      
      	The evening passed swiftly and was quite pleasant.  Ally was a
wonderful girl, but they knew that already, and Ken suspected she was
even brighter than he'd originally thought.  Jane was dying to know
what Ken was hiding, but he didn't want to discuss their change in
status in front of Ally.  Not yet, anyway.
      
      	"Ally," said Ken once it started getting late, "where would you
like to sleep tonight?  You can crash here, if you'd like, or you can
take my car and go to Jane's if you'd like some time alone."
      
      	"I guess it depends on where I could get a bus or cab from.  I
don't know the bus routes, and if Jane's place is closer to school,
it'll cost less for a cab," she replied.
      
      	Ken noticed that she was avoiding the issue of where she wanted
to sleep.  He also knew that she really, really wanted to stay with
them.  He was surprised when he read what she really wanted from them,
but didn't figure that bringing it up was a good idea.
    
    	"Ally, you can have my car for tomorrow..." he raised his hand as
she started to protest, "...I've already arranged for a rental for
myself, so don't argue."
    
    	"But I can't..."
    
    	"Ally," came Jane's voice.  "remember what we talked about?"
    
    	Ally looked a little startled.  "Yes," she said in a soft voice.
    
    	"Well, this is one of those times that you should just obey."
    
    	Now it was Ken's turn to be surprised.  What the hell had they
been talking about in the kitchen?  When he cocked an eyebrow at Jane,
she just smirked, but said nothing.  Ken could have read her, but
decided not to.  It seemed she wanted it that way.
    
     	"Well," said Ken, "now that that's settled - what ever that
was," he said eyeing Jane, "let me give you the keys."
      
      	He pulled them off the ring and tossed them to her.   "If you
want to stay here, I'll give you a key to the back door.  Jane has the
only other full set of keys to the house."
      
      	"Thank you Sir."
      
      	Ken looked sharply at Ally, watching Jane out of the corner of
his eye.  Yup - something was going on here.  But it wouldn't be any
fun to just read it from them.  That'd be like sneaking a peek at a
present before it was wrapped.

      	The topic of where Ally was spending the night was carefully
avoided as they cleaned up.  By that time, Jane could no longer stand
the suspense of what Ken was keeping from her.  If he ordered her to
drop the subject, then she would, but he hadn't - he'd just kept
teasing her, so she took matters into her own hands.
      
      	"Master," she said, "could you please excuse us for a minute?"
      
      	Her use of the word Master, got his attention.  It got Ally's
too.  He just nodded and left the kitchen.
      
      	A minute later, a naked Ally was lead by Jane into the bedroom.
 Ken's eyebrows climbed.  This was too good, but still he refused to
read either one of them.  Well, their thoughts anyway.  Feelings of
lust were growing in the two women by leaps and bounds.  They spiked
fairly sharply a few minutes later - even though Ken could tell
there'd been no orgasms, then Jane exited the bedroom and went into
the laundry room.  He heard the washer start, then she came into the
room and knelt at his feet.  She looked at him expectantly.
      
      	Deciding to keep her in suspense just a little longer, he
picked up the phone and dialed his boss' number.
      
      	"Hello, Helen" he said when the voicemail answered, "this is
Ken.  I'm afraid that I won't be in tomorrow, and, in fact, I'll be
taking the balance of my vacation starting tomorrow.  I'll be in
contact with you when my vacation is over.  You have my home number if
something comes up. "  He hung up the phone.
      
      	If she'd been the cat she so often reminded him of, currently
his pant leg would be in shreds.  Ken was really enjoying this.
      
      	"What did you do to Ally?" he asked.  The amount of sexual
excitement coming from the bedroom was steadily growing.
      
      	"I settled the question of where she was sleeping tonight,"
answered Jane simply.  There was something going on between the two of
them, that was for sure.  Still, Ken kept himself out of their
thoughts.
      
      	"Oh?"
      
     	Jane, seeing that she wasn't going to find out what he wanted to
tell her until this was satisfied, shrugged.  "She was... uneasy about
her place with us.  She's a born slave - one who's rapidly developing
a taste for strict bondage.  I decided to give her a little taste of
it."  Jane paused.  "I like this... power, or whatever you call it. 
I'd never leave someone unattended while they were bound.  But I'll
know instantly if she's in any trouble."
     
     "Yes, that is a very good thing.  So what did you do to her?"
     
     	"She's in a hog tie.  A pretty strict one, actually.  And I put
one of those remote control eggs in her pussy."  She grinned holding
out the control that she'd been palming.  "Would you like this Master?
 She seems to enjoy it a lot.  See?"  Jane pushed the slide control to
max and Ken felt a tide of lust flow from the bedroom.  He allowed
himself to dip into Ally's thoughts and feelings for just a moment.
     
     	She was uncomfortable - Jane had put her in a very strict
position for a novice.  Jane had also eaten her briefly to get her a
little wet, while viciously pulling and pinching her sensitive
nipples.  That had started the girl off.  Once the large egg was
inside her, Jane arranged it to push slightly against her G spot and
turned it on while she bound her.  Ally totally surrendered herself to
Jane's ropes, relaxing into the bondage and enjoying the sensual
tightness that restricted her movement.  She'd finished off by gagging
Ally with a pair of her panties - the one's she'd been wearing all
day.  Jane creamed a lot when she got excited and the panties were
stiff with her juices.
     
     	He pulled back and looked at Jane.  She was smiling, her nipples
were hard and he could see that her cunt lips were beginning to swell.
     
     	"I think she likes the panty gag.  I peed in them just a little
before I pushed them in her mouth.  I made sure that she knew it,
too,"  Jane's eyes were dilated now and she was getting very aroused. 
Ken knew that she wished it was her that was in Ally's place - with
perhaps the addition of the bottoms of her feet being kissed with the
cane or crop.
     
     	"Well, my dear, I can either give you my news now, or I can wait
until after you've been properly fucked."  His cock was quite hard at
the moment and he wanted relief.  The thought crossed his mind that
soon he'd be fucking Jane's ass.  She'd like that and if Lea was
correct about their healing abilities, she wouldn't sustain any
lasting damage.
     
     	"Can we do both?" she asked, grinning.
     
     	"I suppose," he said, grinning.  "Would you care to have a
seat?"  Ken removed his cock from his pants, and Jane stood, straddled
him and quickly sank to the hilt.  She moaned in pain and pleasure as
his thick rod forced the walls of her tight cunt wide - she'd given
herself no time to adjust and his hardness and her wetness had allowed
easy entrance.
     
     	After she was seated, Ken had her rotate her hips while he
pulled and twisted her nipple bars.  Finally, he had her slowly rise
up and down on his shaft, using only her legs.  He made her move very
slowly and each time she sank onto his shaft, he pushed the slide
control to increase the speed of the egg.  As she rose, he reduced it.
 Ken grinned, loving the fact that he was driving not one, but two
women crazy with lust.
     
     	Once Jane was suitably worked up, he began to tell her about the
lottery.  She was so shocked that she lost her control and just sat on
his cock.
     
     	"You're kidding," she said.
     
     	"Nope.  And you've earned a whipping for stopping without me
telling you to."  She grinned and he continued. "A whipping without an
orgasm at the end."
     
     	"Yes Master"  From the increase in her lubrication, it was
obvious that it wasn't going to be much of a punishment.
     
     	After she rode them to a climax, she pulled off, quickly closing
her legs to keep his cum from escaping.  Ally, he knew, would be
tending to that soon.
     
     	For the next hour, while Ally suffered in the other room, Ken
laid out his plan for what to do with the money.  Jane objected when
he said he was putting some directly in her name, but he was firm. 
They both agreed that they'd need a really good finance man to help
them make even more money with this.  They planned to spend a lot of
it, but there was no doubt that they'd be finding ways to make the
system work for them - for once.
     
     	Finally, it was time for bed, where their bound and very
frustrated slave was awaiting them.  Or rather, as Jane put it, Ken's
bound and frustrated trainee.  He was hard again thinking about using
her a bit before sleep.  There was no doubt that she needed the relief
and he wanted to ensure she'd sleep well enough to keep from having
nightmares.
     
     End part 13

    Hello folks.  Just thought I'd mention that, having never won the
lottery, I have only a small idea of how all the finance stuff works. 
I did a little research, but I know I'm playing fast and loose with
the rules.

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