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Avatar 
Part 25

      	The week seemed to fly by.  Ken woke Monday morning, feeling
good after sleeping in.  He, Jane and Sandy had made love until pretty
late.  They got up and went down stairs where Ari and Bill had fallen
asleep after she'd seduced him.  Bill woke up in the study to find
himself surrounded by naked woman with Ken offering him some coffee. 
His brain had screamed RUN, but no one, not even Sandy, seemed fazed
by the fact that he was naked and that he and an equally naked young
girl draped over his body.
      
      	When they were leaving that day, Sandy and Bill promised to
return, and Sandy extracted a promise from them to tell her about this
whole slave thing.
      
      	Jane was still asleep when Ken dragged himself downstairs. 
Despite all the activity, he hadn't slept well, half remembered dreams
invaded his rest.  During the day, he contacted Joan and found out the
title work was finished and he could go in and sign it.  Then Ellen
and Kim called him to finalize the lottery transfer.  He also set up
the scholarship for Ari and asked if they knew a lawyer that they'd
trust to handle other matters.  They said they'd work on it.
      
      	Ari got home somewhat late from classes, she'd spent some time
at the library doing research for something or other.  Ari was into
biology big time - something Ken knew nothing about at all.  She also
had quit her jobs; they didn't care since they had a high turnover
anyway.
      
      	When he retired to the study, he discovered a hardbound book on
the table.  Unsurprisingly, it was a Heinlein book - Time Enough for
Love. Even more surprisingly, he liked it.  It wasn't hardcore sci-fi,
but it was still excellent and the girls left him alone to read.  That
night, sleep was even more elusive and he woke drenched in sweat.  He
slipped out of the room and into one of the other bathrooms to take a
shower.  He didn't go back to sleep that night.
      
      	The rest of the week was more of the same.  They were busy
transitioning their lives from old to new.  Jane and Ken moved the
last of the things that they wanted from their old places before Jane
gave up her apartment.  Ken still had no idea what to do about his
house, but he felt it wasn't a good idea to sell it.
      
      	Ari and Jane went to the mall with a credit card for clothing
for Ari.  She also explained to Ken that, if it was OK, she wanted a
cell phone for her sister.   From the few phone calls and one hasty
meeting they'd had, it was clear that her mom was going off the deep
end.  Ari wasn't allowed to see her sister at all.  The school had
been notified and Ari had been told she wasn't allowed on school
grounds.
      
      	Ken OK'd the phone without a second thought.  They told him
they got something very small - read expensive - and had had Jane slip
it to the girl.  Ari was happy to be back in contact with her sister,
but grew more upset from what she was hearing.
      
      	The days took on an easy rhythm - evenings and afternoons would
usually find two or more of them making love somewhere.  Genie came by
after work on Tuesday and Wednesday and they all played together.  Ken
began searching for a place to get bondage furniture after they
decided to make one of the rooms into a dungeon.  It had been an odd
room anyway, located in the family wing of the mansion.
      
      	The nights, however, were less tranquil.  Ken's nightmares had
returned full force and he got very little rest.  He knew that the
women were aware there was a problem, but he was still unwilling to
discuss what was going on.  Thursday evening, everything seemed to be
going well.  Lea appeared and shared dinner with them - not that she
seemed to eat much, but just having her there made everyone feel
incredibly good.  She said nothing about Ken's problems, although he
knew she was completely aware of what the problem was.  That night was
a bad one, and the following night, Friday night was worse.
      
      	Ken was getting irritable from the lack of sleep.  The energy
he stored could be used to sustain him, but not forever.  Going
without sleep was bad, but the emotional drain was more telling.  The
women were being affected as well, becoming slightly irritable.  It
all came to a head Saturday morning.
      
      	Ken, waking for the third time Friday night, left the room and
went to the study.  He got himself a small glass of wine.  This time,
he knew that he was blocking the women.  They needed sleep and his
inability to deal with something that should have been over with a
long time ago was affecting all of them.  He cursed himself for his
weakness.
      
      	He came aware when dim light began to filter into the room. 
Arianwen and Jane were kneeling at his feet.  Both were clothed.
      
      	"Ken," said Jane in a serious voice, "this can't go on.  You
have to tell us what's wrong."
      
      	Ari actually had tears in her eyes and it tore Ken's heart to
know how much pain he was causing her.  But if he told them, if they
knew about what he'd done, how would they feel?  He didn't think he
could bear it to see fear in their eyes when they looked at him.  Lea
appeared behind them and for once, Her presence did not give him
peace.
      
      	"Kenneth, it is past time for you to handle this.  You must
trust your Circle, trust your loved ones.  You cannot run from this
and you cannot forget it."  It wasn't - quite - a command.  She would
let things ride if he chose not to speak.  But he knew She'd be very
disappointed.
      
      	Ken sighed and leaned his head in his hands.  It was pounding
and he felt awful.
      
      	After a long time he began speaking...
      
      	The incident happened about 15 years ago, he began.  Although,
I guess you could say that what ended up happening was caused by
something that I was into long before that.  My dad, when I was a kid,
loved to watch marshal arts movies.  I loved to watch them too, even
when I was three or four.  When I was six, I began taking Aikido.  I
really loved it and had a talent for it.  By the time I was twelve,
I'd won a lot of tournaments and had expanded into other arts, Kenpo
being one of them.  I was great at Aikido, but Kenpo was something
else.  It came so naturally that it felt as easy as breathing.  I
learned everything I could, spend almost everyday in the studio of one
art or another.  I learned the staff, sword and other weapons.  I had
a real talent with edged weapons.
      
      	I was always able to separate that life from things like
school.  The few times I'd gotten into scrapes in school, I never had
to do much - usually I just kept from getting hurt and walked, or ran,
away.  There was this once in my senior year when there was a problem
I couldn't avoid.  This football player decided he wanted my
girlfriend.  She and I had been together for two years and we had
every intention of getting married after college.  He got nasty with
her, and it was just me, her and a bunch of his buddies.
      
      	We tried to walk, but it didn't happen.  They grabbed me, which
I would have dealt with, but then he put his hands on her and tried to
kiss her.  I don't remember what I did to the guys holding me, but he
seemed pretty surprised when I pulled him off her.  He took a swing at
me, but never managed to connect and I ended up dropping him.  Two
other guys decided to get into things, and I put them down too.  The
rest figured that when five to one odds didn't work, they had other
places to be and left.
      
      	Nothing was really said about it, but I know that the main
instigator - Jed, didn't forget about the incident.  From being big
man on campus in the spring, his name was mud by mid winter.  Things
went down hill for him and he got expelled.  I didn't think much of it
and Susan and I went on with our lives.
      
      	Things were going well for Susan and I.  We decided to go to
the same college and were both accepted.  We got engaged, but decided
that the wedding could wait until after we graduated.
      
      	Ken stopped his narrative for a moment and just sat.  Neither
Jane nor Arianwen moved.  They knelt, waiting.  With a sigh he
continued.
      
      	It was spring and Susan and I were out for the night.  Classes
were going well, we were doing fine with each other and looking
forward to getting a small apartment together.  Her mother had always
been against us moving in together.  Perhaps it had something to do
with Susan's father leaving them soon after she as born.  Her mother
loved her a lot and was very, very protective of her.
      
      	Susan loved trains, loved to ride on them, loved to people
watch.  It never effected me the same way, but if it made her happy, I
was all for it.  I was young and confident.  By this time, I knew I
could have been making money on the tournament circuit if I'd wanted
to.  I'd competed and won several high level tournaments, but frankly,
while I enjoyed the competition, I never really liked the spot light.
      
      	Anyway, we were heading back to the car, and Susan was running
in front of me, wanting me to catch her, when I realized that we were
in danger.  I was too late though.  Before I could yell out, she'd
been dragged into the alley, and I had no choice but to follow.
      
      	There were four of them and two already had Susan and were
cutting her clothes off.  When I came around the corner, the other two
were waiting for me.
      
      	I suppose that I could have handled things differently, but
from what I know now, it wouldn't have made a difference.  Both guys
had knives.  One of them almost got me right off the bat, but I
managed to get out of the way.  Then things got serious.  They knew
what they were doing.  I could tell that they were street brawlers -
guys that love to fight just to do it.
      
       	I was distracted by Susan's scream and realized that things
were really bad.
       
       	Again he paused, his eyes open, but seeing nothing in the
room.
       
       	Everything seemed to speed up.  I got the knife from one of
them, but the third one had left Susan and was coming for me.  He
tried to stab me in the back, but I twisted and he only cut my side. 
He was the first on I... the first one I killed.  I was out of time,
they were no longer playing cat and mouse.
       
       	The other two attacked me, but now I was armed as well.  I was
always very good with edged weapons, but I still took another cut
before I could kill the second guy.
       
       	The final one I was fighting started screaming for help. 
Seeing two of his pals down, the last guy left Susan and joined his
friend.  He wasn't as good as the other ones had been, so I
concentrated on the greater threat.  I was almost killed when the
fourth guy, after backing out with a slash on his arm called my name.
       
       	Kenny, he said, I know you, you fuck!  You're gonna pay this
time!
       
       	I didn't know who it was, but rather than heading for me, the
guy ran for Susan.  I got sloppy and took another cut, which focused
me real quick.  Then, taking a chance, I threw the knife my opponent. 
It was a good knife, well made and well balanced and it lodged in his
throat.  I only found that out later though because I was racing
toward Susan.
       
       	He stopped again, tears in his eyes.  Neither Ari nor Jane's
faces were dry either.
       
       	I was too late.  The bastard killed her when he saw me was
coming for him.  Then he went for me.  I finally recognized him.  It
was Jed.
       
       	Oddly enough I was in complete control now.  No anger, no
fear, just focus.  I beat him.  Badly.  But I didn't kill him - I just
ensured that he'd never walk again.  I might have done more, but once
he was down I ran to Susan.  The police arrived at the scene at about
that time as well.
       
       	There was no way I could save her - her throat had been cut
and she was already dead.  Of course, the police were no help and I
ended up in a cell - after a quick trip to the hospital - because one
of them grabbed me and punched me in the mouth.  He thought that I'd
killed Susan.  I broke his arm in three places before they could stop
me.
       
       	The next month was horrible.  It didn't take long for the
police to figure out what had happened.  Every one of those guys had
warrants out for their arrest because they were known murderers and
had skipped parole.  Jed had a record of minor offenses, but he wasn't
talking, other than to a lawyer to try and sue me.
       
       	Susan's mother went ballistic on me.  In fact, during the
trial she blamed me for her daughter's death and went completely off
the deep end.
       
       	In the end I was absolved of any guilt and Jed was put away
for life for murder.  I was offered a reward for the three that I'd
taken care of, but I refused it.  The papers plagued me, the TV people
plagued me.  Susan's mother continued to call and harass me, going
deeper and deeper into insanity.  She had plenty of things to say to
the papers and they ate it up.
       
       	She killed herself a month or so after the trial and tried to
set me up for it.  She should have had better timing since I was
already here in California trying to hide from everyone.  The case was
an obvious suicide anyway.
       
       	I gave up the arts after that.  I just couldn't bring myself
to continue.  I changed my life a lot, finished college and got a job.
 I know now that I sort of just stopped living.  I just existed from
day to day.
       
       	Silence filled the room for a long time, broken only by the
sound of the rain that was falling.  Ari and Jane were wrapped around
his legs, tears still drying on their faces.  Ken realized that they'd
shared his emotions of the entire thing through his link with them. 
They'd felt his pain, anger and sorrow.  He snorted.  Some protector
he was, he couldn't even protect his Circle from himself.
       
       	"Don't you dare," said Jane.
       
       	"Huh?" asked Ken.
       
       	"Don't do that.  We wanted you to tell us, needed you to.  We
are bound together and we love you.  That means all of you, good and
bad," said Jane.
       
       	"Sorry," said Ari, "But I'm missing the bad part."  She seemed
furious.  "Those pieces of shit got what they deserved."  She stopped
and looked at Ken,  "You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. 
You did more than most anyone could have done and Susan's mom was not
your fault."

	Ken was still upset and being told these things from a seventeen year
old kind of made him angry.
       
       	"Kenneth," Lea was back.  "Listen to our Circle.  They are
right.  Let your anger go.  Let your fear go.
       
       	"I know it is hard for you, but it must be done.  As your
Goddess, I command you:  You are my Avatar and my, our protector.  You
will resume your studies."  Lea's eyes were hard as stone and Ken felt
the weight of Her will against his own.  She didn't push, but let him
know the time for self-pity was over.  He would no longer be allowed
to run.
       
       	"The world is still dangerous for my followers.  They need
someone to protect them and help them protect themselves.  Do not fail
me."  With that, she disappeared again.
       
       	Almost another hour went by before Ari's stomach growled so
loudly that they all heard it.
       
      	"Scuse me," she said.  
      
      	"I think," said Jane, "That some food is in order."  With that
she rose and headed for the kitchen.  Ari flowed into Ken's lap and he
drew a lot of comfort from her small, lithe body.
   
       	She stayed there until Jane came in with a tray.  After they
ate, Ken and Ari lit a fire in the fireplace and remained in the
study, reading and cuddling the rest of the day.  Ken actually
finished the Heinlein book, enjoying it a great deal.  A search of the
library turned up two more of his books - both hard back.  Jane
suggested that he read Stranger in a Strange Land.  It was too late to
read, but when the ladies wanted to go to bed, Ken was not tired and
begged off.  They went upstairs and he could feel them softly make
love, then fall asleep.
       
       	In the wee hours of the morning, Lea appeared and sat next to
him as he looked into the fire.
       
       	"Those of us you term Gods and Goddess don't like to leave
things to chance," she said with out preamble.  He looked at her,
wondering what she was getting at.  "The future is fluid, like water. 
Few things are absolutely certain."  Another pause, "Jed was a pawn
sent to destroy a King.  He failed, but only just."
       
       	It took him a minute, but then he understood.  Jed had been
used to try and destroy him.  But why?  It'd had been fifteen years
ago, and he hadn't know Lea at all.
       
       	"It's funny how things work out," She said.  "Had your life
gone as you planned, it is not likely we would have met.  You would
have been too devoted to Susan."
       
       	Ken continued his silence, still stuck on why someone would
want to destroy him.  From Lea's hints, if they went for him now, he'd
understand.  But then?
       
       	"Kenneth, do not concentrate on the why.  I should think that
would be obvious.  Concentrate instead, on the who."  She disappeared.
       
       	It was almost dawn before Ken crawled into bed.  He still had
no idea who would have tried to fuck up his life.  Jed hadn't been
used too gently either, but he spared little thought for him.  Ken
fell asleep immediately holding Jane's warm body to his own.
       
       	It was close to noon when he woke.  He felt better than he had
in days, which was good.  Jane was still sleeping next to him, but Ari
was gone.  He could feel her down in the media room playing on the
computer.  Disentangling himself from his slave was difficult.  Then
he realized that she was awake and reaching for his morning hard-on.
       
       	Desire flooded him, tempered only by the fullness of his
bladder.  He got up and went into the bath, with Jane close behind. 
He peed and when the stream was almost finished, she grasped the head
and directed it into her mouth.  Ari, Ken thought, must be having an
effect on her.  Sucking him to hardness took a very short time and
soon she was bent over the sink while he plowed into her from behind.
       
       	She was wet and still sticky from last night's session with
Ari, her body hot and receptive. They came together, Jane knowing
without words that it was OK to have an orgasm.
       
       	They washed each other in the shower, then washed Arianwen
when she joined them.   Other activities ensued and Ken was glad for
the on demand systems that supplied hot water to the shower.
       
       	Sandy and Genie had both called.  Ken, when he thought back on
it, recalled the phone ringing yesterday, but the girls had fielded
the calls.
       
       	"We told Genie and Sandy we'd call them today to see if we
could get together," said Jane.
       
       	"Sure," he said, "why not?"
       
       	Ari clapped her hands and offered to make a run for fresh
salad stuff.  Ken, with a knowing glint in his eye, suggested a
specific store for her to stop by and get bread at.  Ari left shortly
after.
       
       	By the time she returned, both Genie and Sandy were there. 
Bill too had been invited and despite the view of naked female flesh
by the pool, he and Ken were in the media room discussing a computer
upgrade for Ken.
       
       	Bill was in awe of the potential that this place represented
and was really enthusiastic.  Right up until the time that a naked,
and obviously aroused, Arianwen walked purposefully into the room.
       
       	"You Sir," she said, "Set me up."
       
       	"I'm sorry?" said Ken.
       
       	"You knew I'd never be able to resist Karen," she returned.
       
       	"Oh yeah, Karen.  So she was there?"
       
       	"Oh yes.  Would you two studs like to hear what happened?"
       
       	Bill was a bit mystified, but Ari was so hot that any excuse
to keep her in the room was a good one.
       
       	"Sure," said Ken, who was already dimly aware through the link
that some pretty intense sex had gone on.  He could have pulled the
details from her brain, but decided not to.
       
      	 "I was looking for that bread you guys liked so much when I
came across her in an aisle.  She looked at me and I about melted. 
She is *so* hot.  Anyway, she helped me find the bread, but somehow,
before I could even make a move, she pushed me into the employee
lounge.  She told me she'd understand if I said no, but that she
wanted me.
       
       	"She had on this short skirt and cute little crop top, so when
I got on my knees to kiss her pussy yes, it was easy to get to.  You
guys call me a minx!  She'd just had sex with her boyfriend an hour
before.
       
       	"Goddess, she tasted so good, and she came so hard.  I got a
mouthful of her and her boyfriends cum, so I kissed her with it.  That
shot her off again."
       
      	While Ari was telling her story, Ken was following the scenes
in her mind.  They were incredible.   He could feel Bill's arousal
growing and decided that, as long as her mouth was free, Ari could
continue with her story.  He got on his knees behind her and opened
her legs, then started sucking her pussy from behind.  Ari never did
finish her story because Bill started to play with her clit and bite
her nipples.
       
       	Somehow, in this mansion, Bill felt safe.  Maybe it was
because he'd lost his virginity here or maybe it was because he'd had
sex with Ari in this very room a week ago.  Whatever the cause, he
didn't care.  Ari responded to his ministrations by groaning and
pushing her body against them.  She was hot, wet and very, very ready.
       
       	Ken moved around to her front, then lay her down on top of
him, sliding his cock into her ready cunt.  He slowly pumped the small
girl as she lay on top of him.  The view of that huge cock splitting
Ari's small hole stirred something in Bill.  He wondered what it would
be like to have her helpless under him while he had his way with her.
       
       	He'd seen some bondage stuff on the net - hell he practically
lived on the net, and it had interested him.  He wondered if any of
these people got off on that.  Maybe he could learn something from
them. In the meantime, he didn't want to disturb these two.  Oddly
enough, he didn't feel left out or rebuffed.  He got the feeling that
he could have sex with Ari later.
       
       Ari, Ken could tell, wanted him now.  She wanted both of them. 
She rapidly sat up on Ken's cock and twisted around so her back was to
him.  Ken groaned from the twisting motion on his cock and Ari said,
"Bill - why don't you bring that hard cock here.  I've got a place for
it."  She slowly slid a finger into her mouth, then ran the slick
digit over her lips.  Her hips rotated on Ken's cock and she closed
her eyes and moaned.
       
       	Bill could not resist that.  Ken watched as he approached the
teen, who gently guided him into her mouth.
       
       	This was interesting, he thought.  The energy flow was very
different from when there were two women and him.  Ari seemed to be
absorbing a lot of energy for Bill, but Ken absorbed the energy that
she put out - which was a hell of a lot more than usual.
       
       	He eventually groaned and emptied himself into Arianwen's
grasping pussy.  She'd already finished off Bill and was concentrating
on her own orgasm while he pumped sperm into her.  They'd just
finished when Sandy, Jane and Genie walked into the study.
       
       	"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" asked Jane.
       
       	Genie answered that question by kneeling in front of Bill and
taking his cock into her mouth.  He didn't think he'd be able to get
hard so soon, but he was wrong.   She soon introduced him to his first
anal experience.
       
       	Jane was riding Ken's face and sucking Ari's and his juices
off his cock, while Sandy and Ari were in a sixty-nine.  Ari was on
top and Sandy was sucking for all she was worth when Ari began to worm
a finger into Sandy's tight ass hole.  The suction she was providing
to Sandy's clit made things loosen up quite a bit.
       
       	"Bill, I bet if you were to spank her but a little, she'd love
it," said Jane.
       
       	Genie, who was down on her knees with her filled ass pushed in
the air, groaned her approval.  Bill, who's fantasies of bondage were
beginning to surface more and more, gave her a tap on one but cheek
with his hand.  Then another.  Each one was followed by a light Mmm.
       
       	"No dear," said Jane rising from Ken's body, "Like this."  She
walked over and swatted Genie hard enough to leave a red handprint.
       
       	"Oh God yeah," moaned Genie.  Jane repeated the action,
drawing another moan from the girl.  Bill soon figured out a rhythm
and an intensity level for the spanking, causing Genie to moan and cum
around his cock.  He stopped spanking her when she came and she gave a
little mew of loss.  Jane, figuring Bill's hand was hurting, handed
him a belt.  They'd been doing some playing in the study this week and
there were a few toys here and there.  He looked at the belt like he
had no idea what to do with it.
       
       	"Here," said Ken taking it from him.  "Just use it about as
hard as you did your hand.  Genie likes her ass played with, as you
can tell, and can take a pretty hard whipping - as long as she's
aroused."
       
       	He demonstrated by placing a precise stroke across her ass. 
Ken followed Bill's thoughts when he hit Genie.  Bill was amazed, more
images of things he'd seen on the net running through his head.  He
wondered if people other than actress actually got off on the stuff
he'd seen.  From her loud moans and clenching ass muscles, it seemed
as if Genie did.
       
       	Finally Bill came, spewing a lot of cum deep in Genie's
bowels.  Her ass was very red and it turned him on to know that not
only did she like it, but he'd been the one to do it.  He was
astonished when Genie pulled off his cock, and whipped around to take
it in her mouth, gently sucking it clean.  Wow.  Mind blowing.
       
       	Ari and Jane went to round up more food while the others
retired to the porch.  Bill, Ken knew, was sort of in a daze.  After
all, he'd only just met Genie - but he thought he was falling in love
with her.  He put it off as an adolescent fantasy - hell, he liked all
these people, but he felt a deeper connection with Genie.
       
       	Genie felt it too and stayed wrapped in his arms after they
left the study.  It was too hot to stay that way for long, so they all
jumped into the pool until they heard the call for dinner.
       
       	Ken and Bill dried off and helped Jane and Ari carry out the
food while Genie and Sandy set up the table.  All and all, Ken mused,
it was an excellent end to a weekend that'd had a crappy start.
       
       	He slept very well that night, Jane and Ari curled up next to
him.
       
       	End part 25

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