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Part 20

    	Ken became aware that Jane was kneeling at his feet.  He looked
down into her worried face and smiled at her.

    	"Master, are you OK?"

    	"Gee," he said jokingly, "I thought that you always knew how I
felt."  He looked closer at her - she looked like she hadn't gotten
much sleep.  "What's wrong?"

    	"I'm fine," she said, "except that I actually *can't* feel you. 
I can feel Ally, but not you," she looked very worried now.

    	Ken relaxed his thoughts for a moment and felt something shift;
the flow thoughts and emotions that he'd become used to began again. 
Somehow, he'd shut everyone out.

    	Jane looked relieved, then, as she assessed his mood, even more
worried than before.

    	"You stayed up last night didn't you," he asked.

    	She nodded.  "As soon as I couldn't feel you anymore I woke up. 
I looked out here and saw you.  You looked like you wanted to be
alone, so I went back into the bedroom.  Ally seemed a little restless
too.  Master, please tell me what's wrong."

    	He sighed.  "I really don't want to talk about it, Jane." 
Pulling himself out of his depressing thoughts he continued,  "I think
it would be better for us to just think of what's happening tonight. 
We have a lot to do today and tomorrow.  I don't want to bring Ally to
the mansion until she can stay the night, but Lea said for you and I
to come alone tonight.  We'll have to explain it to her and bring her
over tomorrow.  She might get nervous if she sees us packing things
up."

    	Jane accepted the change in topic, but wasn't happy about it.  "I
don't have that many things in my apartment to pack up.  We could get
them on Sunday or something."

    	He looked around, "Yeah, I'm not bringing anything much from
here.  Just a few items and my clothes.  Plus, we're supposed to meet
Genie for dinner tomorrow night."

    	"I won't be at work for the whole day.  I could go to my place
and pack up when I get finished."

    	Ken thought for a moment.  "Lea wants a ceremony, and frankly, I
have no idea what that will ..."  his words faded for a moment. 
Information flowed into his brain, telling him exactly what was
required for him and Jane to build the Gate.  He saw from the
expression on Jane's face that the same thing had happened to her.

    	"OK," he said slowly, "it seems that we do know what to do for
the ceremony."

    	"Sir," said Jane, "That's not the whole ceremony.  There is still
a lot we should do after, and some before."

    	"Would you get the supplies that we need?" he asked.  "She wants
us to turn off all the power to the place and I'm not sure I know how
to do that.  The mansion is huge but there should be a central
location," he paused, "somewhere.  We need to be there before dark to
set everything up."

    	"I can pack Sunday," said Jane.  "I'll get what we need for the
ceremony while you take care of getting us the keys to the place and
all that.  Oh, and I'll need directions - seems I was blindfolded on
the way there last time."

    	Ken grinned, "You look good in a blind fold."

    	She smiled brightly as it seemed that Ken was returning to
himself.  "Thank you, Sir.  And now, I'd better get dressed."

    	"I'd like you to wear something very, very sexy," said Ken.  "No
bra, either."

    	She gave him a surprised look then shrugged, "Sounds good to me. 
What are they going to do, fire me?"

    	Ken had made coffee and was sitting in the kitchen with Ally by
the time Jane made her appearance.  They both looked at her and
whistled.  She'd done her hair up in a complicated braid pattern and
was wearing just a bit more makeup than she normally wore to work.  On
top, she had on a sleeveless blue pullover.  It was thin and her
nipples, and the piercing bars, were easily seen; as was the outline
of her breasts.  Ken thought they looked a bit firmer in that top than
when she wore nothing.  Her skirt was several inches above the knee -
or rather only a few below her pussy.  It was black and he suspected
she wasn't wearing panties.  She sat, not taking care to keep her legs
closed, and he was sure.  She had on three inch heels and black
thigh-highs, the bottoms of which could be seen when she sat.

    	"Will this do, Master?"

    	Ally giggled, "Depends on what you're trying to do!"

    	"Yes," said Ken feeling arousal rising in all three of them,
"That will be just fine."

    	Jane sat down and ate some food, then ate some more.  Ken was
surprised at how much she put away, but then, he'd been eating a lot
more lately as well.  Hmmm.  Jane kissed them both thoroughly, then
left.

    	"Ally," said Ken, "Jane and I have some business to attend to
tonight.  But we'd like you with us tomorrow because we have a
surprise to show you."

    	"I have to work tomorrow," she said.

    	"Please see if you can get off work.  This is very important," he
said.  Yup - the idea he'd had earlier would have to be presented to
her soon.  He thought she'd accept, but he wasn't sure.  "We'll be
back either very late tonight or, more likely, in the morning."

    	Ally didn't ask where they were going.  If her Master wanted her
to know, he'd tell her.  She was a little unsure, but told herself not
to worry.

    	Ally left for school and Ken began to read another one of the
books that he'd bought.  It didn't take very much time, and when he
finished, he took a shower and called Joan.  He asked when he'd be
able to come by and get the info on the house.  Joan told him any
time, so he headed over there.  Fortunately for the sake of her
panties, it was a short visit.  Ken didn't think that he could absorb
any more energy, but he was wrong.  Even in the short time he was
there, Joan's emotions were swirling with arousal.  With a promise to
call her if he needed anything, he left.  They'd be in touch since
technically the title transfer hadn't gone through yet.  However, the
guard company and the alarm company were well aware that he was the
new owner.  The internet connection was set up also.  No phone or
satellite TV yet.  That was scheduled for Monday, as were a number of
other things.  Phone, pool up keep, grounds upkeep, the list was quite
large.  Who would have thought that being rich would be this expensive
or complicated?  He knew that eventually all the estate jobs would be
held by followers of Lea.  Until then, they'd just have to grit their
teeth whenever someone came by.  Maybe they'd have it scheduled for a
specific day every week to keep the intrusions to a minimum.

    	He called the guard company on the way to the mansion and told
them that their services would no longer be required as he was taking
possession of the house today.  He told them he'd keep them in mind if
he needed to have the place secured while he was on vacation or away
for an extended period of time.  Another call to the security company
to explain that the mansion sensors would be going offline from
tonight until morning.  They took some convincing, but eventually they
agreed.  Once he got to the gate at the house, the transmitter Joan
gave him automatically triggered the gate and he drove the X5 on
through, stopping for a few moments to chat with the guard.

    	Finally, he pulled in front of the house.  There was a garage, of
course, that was supposed to hold at least ten cars, but he'd never
been in it and didn't want to fuss with it now.  Ken just wandered
thought the mansion.  He couldn't believe it was his.  Oddly, the fact
that it was his was more difficult to accept than him being an Avatar.
 The silence was nice, and he realized that up until now, there were
always other people's thoughts and feelings pushing on his brain. 
With no one around, the silence was a bit of a relief.  Not great, but
a nice change.  Taking the map he had laughed at the first day, he
started trying to locate the electrical mains.  Of course, since the
map was supposed to be for people interested in buying the property,
not someone who already owned it, none of that information was on it. 
Realizing that he could wander around for quite awhile and not wanting
to waste the time, he put in a call to Joan.  She told him that,
according to her notes, there was a household plan in the main study.

    	He found the main study, and started looking around.  Joan, still
on the cell, directed him toward a nice painting of a landscape.

    	"There should be a button on the right side of the frame.  Push
it," she said.

    	There was the 'snick' of a catch releasing.  The painting was
actually a door, behind which was a safe.  Totally cliché, he thought.
 The safe was not locked, just closed.  There was, among other things,
a note attached telling Ken where to contact a locksmith to help him
set the combination.  Inside there was a large, leather bound folder
with the words House Plans embossed in gold on the front.

    	It was well organized and in a short time, Ken had found the
utilities room.  Well, the one for the electricity and water, anyway. 
There was indeed a master shut off.  He was pretty sure the guard was
packed up and gone, but he called the security company and asked how
turning off the power would effect the system.  They told him that
there was a backup power system that had to be disabled and would he
like a technician to come out Monday?

    	No, he damn well didn't.  He had them direct him to the backup
for the security system.  The box was key locked and well hidden.  Of
course, he didn't have a key - they told him that only the technicians
had those.  He explained that if they didn't have someone here with in
the hour, he'd get a key at the local hardware store (bolt cutters
were pretty universal) and different security company on Monday.  They
said they'd have someone sent to the house, and he told them to call
the cell when they got there so he could open the gate.

Ken went back into the utility room and decided to test things now,
that way if anything else was fucked up, he'd be able to handle it
now, rather than later.  He pulled the levers and was immediately not
plunged into darkness; there was emergency lighting in the room. 
Shit!  He hadn't thought of that.  Well, he'd have to find the
emergency lights and disconnect them.  Less than a minute later, her
heard a hum, and all the lights kicked on again.  The house had a
backup generator.  Ken found it, absently noting that the fuel tanks
powering the generator were full, then shut it down.  He spent the
next hour finding and disconnecting the batteries in all the emergency
lights he could find.  By the time he was finished, and had turned the
house power back on, the security guy was there.

He was a nice young guy who knew his stuff.  It was obvious that he
knew how to 'handle' irate rich people.  Ken wasn't irate, anymore,
even though he was rich.  He was firm with the guy about removing the
backup power, while explaining that it was just until tomorrow.  The
guy was curious, to say the least, but Ken did not explain why he
wanted the power off, just that he did.  Once he was inside the box,
disconnecting the power wasn't very hard.  Ken figured that if the
system went completely down that the monitoring company would send
someone out.  He was also told that the fire alarm system was plugged
into security as well. When the guy left, Ken once again pulled the
plug, so to speak.  He walked through and found that nothing seemed to
be on anywhere.  That was good, since he was tired and hungry.

Of course, there was nothing to eat in the house, so after turning the
power back on, he decided to make a food run.  He got a call from Jane
just as he was getting ready to leave.

"Hello Master," came her voice.  Boy did she sound horny.

"Have a good going away party?" he asked.

"Yes, Master.  Genie and I even ended up with a little time to our
selves," she replied.

"And was that fun?"

"Oh yes, Master.  Frustrating too - for me, anyway.  She has a
wonderful tongue."

      	Ken smiled.  "I'm on my way out to get some food.  There's
nothing here.  I don't want to get too much because the power's going
to be off tonight.  But we should have something in the house.  Maybe
I'll drag out a cooler and put some ice in it."

      	"I can do that, if you'd like," offered Jane.  Ken got the
feeling that she was still upset about last night.

      	"How are we fixed for the candles and other stuff for tonight?"

      	"I have candles, and getting the rest of what we need will be
easy."

      	Ken thought for a moment.  He decided that he could hold out
for food until she got to the mansion, then they'd go run the rest of
the errands together.  She got there in short order and he gave her
the other transmitter to put in her car.  There was a code pad at the
gate, but they didn't want to have to use that.

      	Jane was looking just as fantastic as she'd looked this
morning.  Of course, he could tell from her scent that she was still
aroused and had been fooling around a bit with Genie.  They ended up
getting quite a bit of food including a several bottles of very good
wine and fresh bread that Ken knew was good.
      
      	Shopping was interesting, to say the least, since both he and
Jane kept getting a lot of looks.  Jane was somewhat used to men, and
occasionally women, checking her out because she was a beautiful
woman.  Ken was not used to having anyone check him out.  As they went
through the various stores, he began to find a way to turn off the
attraction he was putting out.  Since he was getting better all the
time at tuning into people, he could tell when it was working and when
it wasn't and used that as a sort of bio-feed back method to begin
refining his control.
      
      	When they got to the last store and were standing at the
checkout stand, Ken decided to have a little fun - especially since he
knew his 'target' would have no objections.
      
      	Little Karen was just over sixteen.  She had strawberry hair, a
fresh, clear complexion and managed to look innocent and sexy at the
same time.  More innocent, than sexy.  Karen, however, was anything
but innocent.
      
      	This morning, she'd managed to hook up with her boyfriend for
some hot and heavy sex.  They'd fucked for an hour, before she had to
come to work.  Ken could see the memories of him slamming his cock
into her light, almost blond furred pussy.  He'd pulled on her cherry
nipples, hard as stone, while biting and sucking her almost 'B' cup
breasts.
      
      	Karen had been sexually active since she was nine - even if it
was with only herself.  At twelve she'd seduced her female babysitter
and by fourteen two of her cousins - one male, one female had fallen
to her innocent charms.  Thanks to the babysitter's dildo, she'd had
no cherry to break.  Thanks to her mother's astute observation, she'd
been on the pill since she started having her period.
      
      	Oddly enough, she was careful who she seduced.  Karen liked
sex, not relationships and she couldn't bear to think that she might
hurt someone.  Ken was amazed at her level of maturity when it came to
sex.  She'd chosen her boyfriend very carefully - he was eighteen and
had been a virgin until she seduced him almost a year ago.
      
      	Her boyfriend also knew about Hanna - the girl that had eaten
Karen's pussy during their lunch break.  Hanna had been a shy girl,
totally confused about her sexuality until she'd been seduced three
months ago by Karen.  The sexy little pixy had easily seduced her, all
the while reassuring her that it didn't matter if she liked men or
women.  She'd even managed to talk Hanna into thinking about a
threesome with her and her boyfriend, so that she could decide if she
liked guys.
      
      	Ken and Jane scanned all this from her and knew that they'd be
in contact with her soon.  But until then, Karen's pussy had started
getting wet - again - when she saw Ken and Jane enter the store.  When
they were in the line, she was going wild with fantasies.  Her current
one being how she'd managed to over charge them, purely by accident,
and how they discovered it and taken the difference out in trade. 
They were her last customers anyway, and Hanna had gone for the day.
The store was small and Jerry, a nice older man, usually closed up
while Karen cleaned up the back.  She knew she'd have at almost an
hour before he'd close the store and she'd help him count out for the
day.
      
      	Thanks to Karen, Ken knew that as well.  He could almost feel
the girl's heartbeat quicken as she rang up their purchases. 
Certainly both he and Jane could smell her excitement as her fantasy
burned through her brain and excited her body.  So caught up in her
fantasy was she, that she actually did overcharge them for the bread. 
He decided, as he saw Jerry working his way to the front, to see what
would happen if she was presented with the opportunity to fulfill it.
      
      	This was it, she thought handing Ken the receipt.  No way he'd
notice that she had, indeed, overcharged him a nickel for the bread. 
But it gave her pussy a twinge and added to the lust firing her body.
      
      	Ken took the receipt and looked at it, frowning.  Inwardly, he
smiled to himself, knowing that this was the time.  Would she go for
it?
      
      	"Excuse me, Karen?" he said in a voice that made her shiver,
thinking of all the things that it could make her do.  "Why did you
charge me two thirty-five for the bread?  It's only two-thirty."
      
      	"Oh," replied Karen, reaching for the receipt, "I'm sorry Sir. 
Yes, I didn't realize."
      
      	Ken leaned closer to the girl who's heart was now beating a
mile a minute.  She was flushed and beginning to sweat.  Lust hammered
her nerves, something that interested Ken because he was throttling
way back on whatever it was that seemed to attract women.
  
      	"Well, it's only a nickel, but you know they say that it's the
thought that counts.  I'd say you owe me a bit more than a nickel. 
How can I be sure that you didn't mess something else up?"
      
     	 It never occurred to Karen that these words were practically
her own, directly out of her fantasy.
      
      	Her voice was breathless as she replied, "I,  I'm so sorry Sir.
 I'll be happy to make it up to you."
      
      	"I think that's a good idea.  Do you have any suggestions?" he
asked.
      
      	"Well... i...if you come to the back, I'll let you in and we
c...could discuss it," Karen was truly engaged in her fantasy now.
      
      	"That sounds good to us," he said heading for the door.  "Oh,
and don't make us wait too long."
      
      	Karen's head was spinning with arousal as she nodded to him and
Jane.
      
      	"Master," said Jane with a smirk, "how could you trap that
poor, innocent girl like that?"
      
      	Ken snorted.  "Are we talking about the same girl?"
      
      	"Of course," replied Jane as they made sure that all the
perishables were in the cooler.  They got in and drove around to the
back of the building.  "Really Sir, she's just a sweet, little sixteen
year old."
      
      	"Yup," replied Ken, "One who was getting hammered by her
eighteen year old boyfriend this morning, and who had her seventeen
year old girlfriend eating her cunt for lunch."
      
      	Jane smiled, her hard nipples showing easily through her top. 
They had to wait nearly ten minutes for Karen to open the back door
for them.  The girl was nervous and beside herself with lust,
wondering if these two were going to go through with this.  Her heart
almost stopped when she saw them waiting there.
      
      	"Karen dear," said Ken, "I thought I told you not to make us
wait."
      
      	"I'm sorry Sir," she stammered, "I had to pull my drawer so
that Jerry could take the front."
      
      	She let them in, the rational, thinking part of her mind,
wondering if she was crazy.  She knew nothing about these two.  What
if they robbed the store?  But she'd always had good instincts about
people and somehow she knew that they weren't going to hurt her -
well, not in any meaningful way.
      
      	She led them to the lounge and locked the door.
      
      	"Take your clothes off," said Ken as he sat on the couch.  Jane
stood to his side.  Karen couldn't decide which one to look at - they
were both so hot! Her fingers were shaking as she removed her sneakers
and socks, then her uniform top.  She paused and looked at them.
      
      	Ken smiled at her and said, "Karen dear, you did want to make
up for your mistake, right?"  She nodded.  "And, in addition to the
amount you overcharged me, you also made us wait ten minutes out
back."  Again, she nodded, more nervous this time.  But her panties
felt sticky with her juices and her nipples ached from being so hard. 
"Well dear, currently, your behind is in for fifteen smacks.  Are you
trying to make it twenty?"
      
      	Karen's knees went weak.  This was such a powerful fantasy for
her.  She knew little about BDSM, but fantasies of being spanked by
strangers and being 'forced' into having sex with them were always
good for a few cums.  Her hands were shaking enough that removing her
t-shirt was hard.  She could smell her sweat and musk and that turned
her on too.  She'd already had sex twice today and it showed in her
scent.
      
      She left on her bra and removed her jeans.  Finally, the bra
came off showing two small, upturned breasts topped with rather small
dark red nipples.  It was warm in the room and her chest was shiny
with a light sweat.  Finally, she removed her panties, exposing her
soft, almost blond bush of pussy hair.  Ken had her get down on her
hands and knees, ass in the air.  It spread her crack nicely, exposing
her tight asshole and swollen, drooling pussy.
      
      	He stood and walked behind her and said, "Are you ready?"
      
      	It was her last chance, she knew, to back out.  Somehow she
knew that if she wanted to stop, right at this second, they would.
      
      	"Yes, Sir," she almost whispered.
      
      	He knelt behind her and ran his hands over her flushed skin,
through the crack in her ass and over her slick pussy.  She moaned
faintly, then louder when his hand hit her ass.   It wasn't too hard,
but it was a great warm up.
      
      	"Jane," said Ken, "Why don't you sit down on the couch, pull up
your skirt and get your pussy warmed up for our little slut here?"
      
      	Karen's eyes were glued to the other woman, who did exactly as
ordered with out comment.  She wasn't wearing panties, and Karen
watched as Jane's fingers began to spread her white cream over her
pussy lips.  She moaned as another, harder blow, hit her ass.
      
      	"You're going to be licking that pussy when I've finished
spanking you," he said.  He was alternating between masturbating her
by rubbing her sensitive clit and spanking her.  Karen was panting
now, close to an orgasm that she was trying to hold off.  She wasn't
able to when the next spank was accompanied by a tweak on her clit and
the words, "Cum for me slut," were whispered just loud enough for her
to hear.
      
      	It was easy to build her back up again, this time spanking her
harder and being more forceful on her clit.  Incredibly dirty thoughts
- for her - flowed through her brain.  She imagined Jane sitting on
her face while Ken fucked her.  She wanted to suck his cum out of
Jane's cunt while Ken spanked her harder.  She wanted her nipples
squeezed and pulled - hard.  That was something she wished would
happen often, but she was too chicken to do it herself.
      
     	 Ken wasn't.  While he spanked and rubbed with one hand, the
other began pulling hard on her nipples.    Sweat was running down her
flanks now - her ass and nipples were burning and she was just an inch
away from cuming when the final blow landed.
      
      	"Have you had enough?" he asked, knowing the answer, "Or shall
I fuck this tight little pussy while you eat my girlfriend."
     
     	"God, yes, " said the sixteen year old, "fuck my cunt while I
eat her."
     
     	"You're a dirty little slut aren't you?" Ken commented as he
positioned her head between Jane's spread thighs using a firm grip on
her hair.
     
     	White cream had leaked out of Jane's pussy and coated her
fingers.  She smelled strongly of sex, since her time with Genie had
been both arousing and unfulfilling.  Karen groaned as the scent
engulfed her.  It was something she really got off on.  She felt like,
and wanted to feel like, the dirty little slut Ken was calling her. 
Being labeled a slut turned her on.  Being called a slut by the second
guy to fuck her in a day, while she was about to eat her second pussy
of the day, REALLY got her going.  God, she was a slut!
     
     	While Karen went to work on Jane's cunt, Ken began to ease his
stiff cock into the girl.  She was tight, but no tighter than Ally had
been.  Not as tight as Jane either, but that as no surprise.  By the
time he'd worked half of his rod into her, she had two small fingers
pumping in and out of Jane's cunt, a third from the same hand sliding
into her asshole and had her large clit sucked into her mouth.
     
     	Jane hadn't said anything since they started, but now she
started talking, discussing Karen while they fucked her.  Karen had an
orgasm before Ken could even get all the way inside her.
     
     	"Oh Master, she sure knows how to eat a pussy," said Jane. 
Karen started a little at the word Master.  What the hell was that
about?
     
     	"Yeah," said Ken, knowing how much they were exiting the girl,
"for such a big slut, she has a tight cunt too."
     
     	Karen groaned, right at the edge of orgasm.  If he'd just hit
her ass, just one last time... SLAP!
     
     	Karen used Jane's pussy to muffle her scream as she came.  Jane
too, wanted to cum and asked with her eyes.  Ken nodded his permission
and she also went off.
     
     	He road he girl through two more orgasms, finally finishing in
her during the second one.  Jane had cum again also.  Karen could feel
his huge cock pulsing inside her, which triggered her final orgasm. 
That was a first for her - she'd never cum at the same time her
boyfriend shot off in her.  Not that she didn't enjoy it, but it took
a lot of timing to get that down.  Timing he wasn't experienced enough
to have.
     
     	Karen lay recovering on her side, her store jacket underneath
her.  Two sets of hands ran over her body, with light kisses and licks
added here and there.  Finally a soft set of lips kissed hers and she
responded before opening her eyes.  She looked into Jane's almost
sapphire colored eyes and could have drowned in them.  The kiss
deepened before Jane broke off.
     
     	Ken also kissed her, whispering how he loved tasting Jane's
pussy on her lips.  She moaned, but was too exhausted to get aroused
again.  Ken was throttling back big time to keep her from getting
excited again.  Jane wasn't but he seemed to be blocking the effect
from her as well.
     
     	They helped the teen get dressed and kissed her one more time
before leaving through the back door.  Jane slipped her a piece of
paper with their cell numbers on it.
     
     	"Any time you'd like to get together again - perhaps in a more
comfortable area, just give us a call," she said.
     
     	Karen's eyes were wide.  For one thing, she couldn't believe
what she'd just done - it was outrageous even for her.  For another,
she knew, absolutely knew, that she'd be calling them.  They all
kissed again and Ken and Jane got into the BMW and left.
      
     	As they pulled into traffic, Jane looked and Ken and said,
"Girlfriend?" with her eyebrows raised.
     
     	"Sorry," he grinned, "I didn't know what else to call you.  High
Priestess didn't seem appropriate at the time."
      
      	They both laughed and headed for the mansion.
      
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