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Chapter 29

      	"I'm sorry that I caused you and Sally so much upset," said
Ken.  "I didn't mean to, but I'm afraid that doesn't change the fact
that I interfered rather drastically in your lives."
      
      	"Ken," replied the big man, "don't sweat it.  With the way
things were going, and what Lea showed us?  No way we'd want to live
like that.  I still don't understand what's going on around here
though."
      
      	"We'll go through that tomorrow - most likely over lunch since
Jane and I have somewhere to be tomorrow morning," said Ken.  "But
before you go upstairs, I want to let you know a few things.

      	"First, you, Sally and the baby are welcome to live here at the
mansion.  Sally's part of the Circle - a Priestess now, and you're her
husband."  He raised a hand as Eric started to protest, "I know about
the job thing and I know you'd like to go back to school.  If nothing
else, I'd like to offer Sally a job as the chef here.  We're starting
to gather quite a crowd and I'm not that much into cooking.  Perhaps
she could also help Ari around the house.  The good thing is that
she'd be paid, of course, and there will be health benefits as part of
the package.  Also she wouldn't be separated from Christine."
      
      	"That's really generous of you," said Eric.  Ken could feel
that he was embarrassed at having to consider the offer from such a
weak position.  "I'll talk to Sally about it.  I know she misses
cooking so she'll probably love it."
      
      	Ken leaned forward and said, "Eric, if you were to go back to
school, what would you like to study."
      
      	The man shifted and said, "I really don't know at this point. 
I mean, corporations are moving our whole tech base overseas because
it's cheaper.  I have a degree in electronics and robotics, but the
only option I have right now is to try and work for the defense
industry.  And even they weren't hiring, which is why I ended up in
the car business.  Maybe I'll have better luck now."
      
      	"OK," said Ken, "but I asked what you'd like to learn in
school.  What is it that interests you a lot."
      
      	"Robotics, especially nano technology." Eric grinned and said,
"And I also like cars - a lot, especially muscle cars.  Maybe I could
get a job as a grease monkey."
      
      	Ken was silent for a moment then said, "Well, I'm for bed. 
Feel free to sleep in tomorrow.  There's plenty of food in the fridge
which you should feel free to eat.  You could spend the day lounging
by the pool, if you wanted.  I don't know who will be here when you
get up.  Jane will be with me and Ari might have finals tomorrow. "
      
      	"Yeah, I remember High school.  Bor-ing!"
      
      	Ken chucked and said, "I guess.  But she's not in high school,
she's finishing her first year at college.  Bio-tech or something like
that."
      
      	Eric looked up in shock, "No way that itty, bitty, little thing
is in college!  She's like what, fourteen?"
      
      	Before Ken could reply Ari answered Eric as she walked in the
door, "I'm seventeen, thank you."  She was now dressed in shorts and a
tank top and Ken could sense she was interested in a little fun -
which might mean trouble for Eric.  "As for the itty bitty part..."
she slid into the startled man's lap, straddled it and said in an
innocent voice, "Is there anything the big, strong man, would like to
teach this helpless little girl?"  She wiggled provocatively and
submissively placed her hands behind her back.  Eric, Dom that he was,
couldn't miss the implication of her position.  "I'm sure I could
accommodate you, Sir," she continued making it quite clear where she
could accommodate him with a wiggle of her slim hips.

      	Ken felt Eric's heart rate jump and knew the guy was hard as
steel.  Ari wiggled on his cock again, her soft, hot pussy pushing on
it through her thin shorts.
      
      	"Ari sweetheart, Eric has had a very difficult day," admonished
Ken.  "Don't tease him."
      
      	Eric had no idea what to do.  By her own admission she was
underage and he didn't want to get in trouble.  He wasn't sure what
her place in this house was and he couldn't afford to piss off Ken.
      
      	Pouting she replied, while still fixing Eric with her bright
green eyes, "Sir, you know I'm not teasing.  Sally is our sister now
and sister's share."
      
      	Ken sighed, "Dear, they really don't know how things work here
yet.  Tomorrow will be soon enough, OK?"
      
      	"Yes Master," and with that she was off Eric's lap and kneeling
on the floor.  He was a very confused young man.
      
      	"How do things work here?" he asked, a bit dazed.
      
      	"Tomorrow," Ken said firmly as he rose.  "Ari, please show Eric
where Sally and the baby are.  Make sure he has the gate code."
      
      	"Yes Master," she said in a smoky voice.
      
      	"Ari," said Ken firmly, "stop teasing.  They've had a hard
day."
      
      	Instantly Ari transformed from minx to little sister.  She
stood and took Eric's hand.  The man was really confused now.  "Your
wife's waiting Eric," she said tugging on it.
      
      	Ken made his slow way up the stairs, finding that he was very
tired.  Jane had started up the hot tub for him and he gratefully
climbed into it, but not for too long since he almost fell asleep in
the swirling, hot water.  He soon made it to bed and lay there, almost
too exhausted to sleep.  He could feel the flow of lust and love
coming from Sally and Eric.  They were making love and his body soaked
in the energy, giving him a peaceful feeling.  He murmured to Jane
that he'd like her to come to his lesson tomorrow and fell asleep.
      
      	Lea was waiting for him.
      
      	"Kenneth," she smiled and took him into her arms.  They kissed
and he felt energy and passion fill him.
      
      	"I'm sorry Lea, I won't do something like that again," he said.
      
      	"Of course you will," she replied, a large grin on her face. 
"I was concerned for your safety, but your instincts were correct. 
Sally is one of ours and she has come home."
      
      	"Why didn't she get a new name?" he asked.
      
      	"Because Ari needed one to divorce her from her old faith. 
What we called the shadow provided enough reason for Sally to renounce
her old faith and join us."  Lea paused and held his hand as they
walked.  They were in a beautiful forest, sunlight streaming through
the tall trees.  "It's all really a point of view you know," she said.
      
      	"What do you mean?"
      
      	"If one of the church's followers had been looking at what we
did, had they the power to see what was really happening, they would
have seen a bright light in Sally's mind.  What we saw as shadow, they
would see as light.  Our light would have seemed as evil darkness to
them.  There few absolutes."
      
      	"But that 'bright light' would have destroyed their lives."
protested Ken.
      
      	"Not from the church's point of view.  The Jealous God requires
the total attention and dedication from His followers.  Some of them,
anyway.  From their point of view we are evil.  We steal their
worshipers and pull attention from their God.  He cannot abide that."
      
      	"They killed your followers!  Burned and tortured people! 
That's not evil?" said Ken.
      
      	"No," she replied firmly,  "not to them.  And you must remember
that.  They will never stop killing us and, as much as it pains me to
say it, we must be prepared to fight.  As I said, I will not allow my
people to be slaughtered again
.
      	"We are still not safe, even in this day and age.  Always
remember that we must protect our own.  And Kenneth, the Inquisition
is still alive and well.  They still exist and they will hunt and kill
us, if they can.  They are not as open as they were, but they are
still powerful.  Build our faith well and we will be able to withstand
them this time."
      
      	The dream faded to the sound of the alarm.  Ken rolled over and
wanted more sleep, but he had the feeling that missing his first class
would be a major mistake.  No doubt, since he'd noticed that there
were classes in the evening as well, Sensei's request that he attend
this class was a test of his resolve.  He had no way of knowing if Ken
worked, but most people did and no doubt Sensei figured Ken did as
well.  Was Ken interested enough to go to a class that he'd have to
leave work for?  Or would he show up in the evening with an excuse. 
Ken had little doubt what would happen if he showed up in the evening.
      
      	He woke Jane and got into the shower, nervous about the
upcoming lesson.  It was stupid, he told himself.  He knew he needed
to get back into training, especially after what he'd learned last
night.  But he was afraid.
      
      	Jane sensed this and with ruthless purpose teased the hell out
of him until he gave in and lost his fear, for a time anyway, in the
acceptance of her body.  Ari smiled and kissed them as they went
downstairs and she headed into the shower.  Jane's ploy had worked, in
the short run anyway.  Ken was quite a bit more relaxed.  They ate,
then she drove him in the M3 to the school.
      
      	Ken and Jan walked into the dojo.  Jane looked around curiously
while Ken headed toward the counter where, unfortunately, Chad was
waiting with Ken's uniform.  He was even more antagonistic than he'd
been the other day.  Ken smiled and ignored it, took the uniform and
went to change.  When he came out, Chad was over talking to Jane.  She
was smiling and being polite, but it was clear, to Ken anyway, that
she didn't like him either.
      
      	Sensei Turcotte appeared and called everyone to class.  Ken
bowed his way onto the mat, his nerves becoming more frayed by the
minute.  By the end of the warm up, he still hadn't found his center
and he'd caught Sensei watching him quite sharply several times.  This
wasn't good.  He wasn't making a good showing.
      
      	When they began the first kata, Ken finally started to relax
into things.   His movements began to flow and it was obvious to the
other students that, whatever else he was, he was no white belt.  They
split into groups and Ken, of course, ended up with Chad and two other
students.  He could feel Chad's disapproval of him, but by this time
it didn't phase him.  Ken found himself with the two most advanced
students in the beginner class and Chad cut him no slack.   However,
most of the techniques he was teaching, Ken already knew.  Some
techniques had been added since he last practiced and some movements
had been changed over the years to improve the technique.
      
      	During one relatively straight forward one, Chad used Ken to
demonstrate and landed a punch to Ken's floating rib.  Ken grunted as
pain flared through his side, but made no other sound or complaint. 
He'd been hit harder.
      
      	Jane, however, flew to her feet as soon as she felt her
Master's discomfort.  She was on the sidelines in one of the few
chairs there and wanted to stride out onto the mat to kick Chad's
balls through his teeth.  She restrained herself - barely.
      
      	They continued to work through various holds, blocks and
punches.  Ken knew that Chad had spotted that he wasn't as much as a
beginner as he'd thought and made no effort to slow the pace of his
teaching.  Nor did he spend the time he should have showing Ken the
basics of the moves - something he should have done with a beginner.
      
      	Finally class was over and Ken knelt with everyone else.  His
ribs hurt a bit as did several other places where Chad had been less
than restrained.  He was still low on energy and didn't want to use
what he had to heal himself.  He'd been hurt worse.  He'd also known
better than to try and nail Chad - even though he'd had the
opportunity.  Instead, all his punches held exactly the correct amount
of force that was required in a learning situation.
      
      	They got in a line to bow and shake hands at the end of class. 
Chad's bow could hardly be called that, and when they shook hands the
younger man tried to crush Ken's in his own.  It was a childish thing
to do, but that finally annoyed Ken.  Ken closed his hand with a force
that surprised the other man and showed far more strength than it
appeared he had.  Chad's eyes widened, but Ken had already released
him and moved on.
      
      	Sensei was last in line and he gave Ken a quick smile when they
shook hands.  After he had changed and was getting ready to leave,
Sensei called him over.
      
      	"Ken," he said, "thank you for coming.  And who is this
beautiful woman?"
      
      	"This is Jane..." he began, but she cut him off.
      
      	"Whitestone," she finished.  Ken blinked at her in surprise.
      
      	"Ah," replied Sensei, "Mrs. Whitestone, it is a pleasure.  My
name is  Scott Turcotte.  " He paused, " My students just call me
Sensei, but you should call me Scott."  He had a sharp twinkle in his
eye.
      
      	Chad had overheard the conversation and turned away blushing. 
Ken faintly heard him wondering how he was supposed to know that she
was his wife.  She wasn't wearing a ring or anything.  Usually Sensei
introduced Chad around as an assistant instructor, but this time he
hadn't.  Chad figured it was because he'd fucked up and tried to pick
up the guy's wife.  Ken wondered also, but he couldn't catch a single
thought from Sensei's head.  It was like the man simply wasn't there
and if his instincts weren't telling him Sensei Turcotte was a good
man, Ken would have been very nervous.
      
     	"Ken, you'll note our schedule.  Please feel free to attend any
class we have from Monday through Thursday.  Tomorrow, perhaps, would
he a good day to return."
     
     	"Sure.  I should be able to come by for the afternoon class,"
replied Ken.  He was still very nervous, but wasn't letting it show. 
Chad was very annoyed, something Ken could feel from where he stood. 
He could no longer feel Chad's emotions very strongly and getting his
thoughts took more effort than Ken was willing to put forth.  Well, it
wasn't like he'd been getting much from the guy anyway.
     
     	"Good," replied Turcotte, "I'll expect to see you then."
     
     	Jane and Ken left and piled into her car.  His ribs, shoulder
and left leg were aching, and he was looking forward to getting into
the hot tub, then lounging by the pool.  He grinned.  Sometimes his
life was so hard.
     
     	"What are you smiling about Master?" asked Jane.  She was
annoyed by the way that Chad had treated him and wondered why he
hadn't given anything back.  She was also annoyed at the clueless
instructor who hadn't even noticed that bullshit going on right under
his nose.
     
     	"I'm smiling because I have such a hard life.  A beautiful
woman, a hot tub to relax in and a lot of money.  What's with the Mrs.
Whitestone thing?  I thought your last name was Deckman?"
     
     	"I'm sorry Master, but they just really pissed me off.  I wanted
them to think I was your wife."
     
     	Ken could tell that she actually was sorry, but that it gave her
a little thrill deep inside to claim his last name.  He looked at her
and she blushed, knowing that he was aware of her thoughts.
     
     	"He wasn't unaware of what was going on," said Ken.  "He knew
exactly what Chad was doing."
     
     	"Huh?"
     
     	"He knew what Chad was doing.  And I'm sure that Chad will
discover that the rest of his day is going to be very uncomfortable."
     
     	"I don't understand," said Jane.
     
     	"Look, there are politics in a studio just like there are
anywhere else.  Chad knows that he's privileged to work with Sensei. 
The man's very, very good.  I come waltzing in and I'm let in to
classes immediately.  Plus, both of them know I'm not a white belt,
which is really pissing Chad off.  He feels I'm dishonoring Sensei. 
It doesn't help that, for some unknown reason, he really dislikes me. 
Sensei embarrassed the hell out of him by not introducing him to you
as his assistant.  I think it was Sensei's way of letting Chad know he
wasn't pleased.
     
     	"Wow," said Jane, "I couldn't get anything from Mr. Turcotte. 
You could read him?"
     
     	"Nope.  Not a thing, which is very, very interesting."
     
     	"You aren't worried?" asked Jane.
     
     	"No, I'm not.  I suppose I'll run it past Lea, but I'm not
worried.  Now, about this name thing..."
     
     	They continued to talk on the way back.  Jane knew they were
bound together more strongly than most husbands and wives, but she
wanted his name.  She wanted to know that he, Arianwen and her all
shared the same name.
     
     	Ken pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.  "Hello Len? 
Yeah, it's Ken.  Listen, I was wondering if you could do me a
favor..."
     
     	He asked Lenny to email him the paperwork needed to change
Jane's name.  Then he told him he needed other things set up as well, 
various insurances, health coverage, etc.  Lenny, ever the energetic
one, said that he'd could have the stuff couriered over that
afternoon.  Ken thanked him and hung up.  Lenny was a trip, that was
for sure.  Way too much energy in that guy.
     
     	The arrived at Nemetodunum, Ken groaning as he got out of Jane's
car.
     
     	"I'm for a soak and a swim," he said.  "Plus we have to have a
talk with Sally and Eric about their new situation."
     
     	Waves of low level sexual excitement were emanating from the
pool area, so that's where Ken was headed.  Ari, Eric, Sally and the
baby were there.  When he arrived he saw that Sally, at least was
having no trouble easing into things - if easing was the word.
     
     	She was naked, laying in a chair, her pale skin shining in the
sun.  Ari's was also still pale despite the time she'd spent in the
sun.  Ken wondered for a moment why she never burned, the realized
that she was most likely using some of her power to keep her skin
safe.  At the moment, Ari was laying on her stomach - between Sally's
legs.  The baby was sleeping in a crib in the shade and Eric was
watching the two women with obvious enjoyment on his face.
     
     	Sally was squeezing her heavy breasts, milk shining on the dark,
thick tips while Ari languidly licked the woman's slick pussy.  A dark
thatch of pubic hair covered her mons, but like Ari, she shaved the
lips, which were thick, full, and currently swollen.  Sally gasped in
pleasure when Ari nipped her inner lip with her teeth, the sting of
pain fueling her lust.
     
     	Sally looked at Jane and Ken as they walked up and tried to
decide if she should cover up.
     
     	"Don't bother Sally," said Eric in a tone of voice that all the
women recognized quite well.  "Now that I know you can't get pregnant
- or get a disease, I might like him to fuck you."
     
     	"Hmm," said Ken as Jane began to strip, "That sounds like a
wonderful plan."
     
     	"Yeah," said Eric sitting up.  Ken wondered what the hell had
happened to the somewhat reticent man since last night.  "She's always
wanted to get a cock in her ass and pussy at the same time.  Maybe
now's the time to introduce her to that."
     
     	Sally moaned and grabbed Ari's head, pulling it into her pussy. 
Ken now saw why Eric's demeanor had changed - he was in Dom mode and
doing what he could to arouse his sub even further.
     
     	"Don't you even think of cuming you slut," he voice oddly gentle
despite his words.
     
     	"Oh Goddess!  Master, you are so cruel!"  Her whole body
twitched as Ari did something Ken couldn't see.
     
     	"You cum, and I'll whip those tits hard enough to leave marks
for a week," replied Eric.
     
     	Ken saw that that would hardly be punishment for the woman.  She
almost came just from the thought.  It had been so long, months and
months she she'd been played with hard.  Ken could feel Jane's lust
mounting as well.  She was kneeling at his feet, one hand drifting
between her legs.
     
     	"You could use my belt, if you need to Eric," said Ken.  "And
I'm sure there's a toy bag in the study.  In fact, I'll make a bet
with you."
     
     	"Oh?  What'd ya have in mind?"
     
     	"I give Ari one minute to make Sally cum.  If she succeeds, then
I get to whip Sally's tits.  Let's see -" he scanned Sally's mind, "-
ten per breast.  If Ari can't make her cum, then I'll let you whip
Jane's tit's - also ten per side.  To sweeten the deal, you can use
either a whip, crop or cane on her."

    	Eric's eyes widened.  He'd whipped Sally pretty hard, but he'd
never used a cane on her.  She didn't care but he didn't want to scar
her.

    	"Fine," said Eric.  He looked at his watch, then said, "Go."

    	One minute later, Ari had, mysteriously, not been able to make
Sally cum.  The woman was on the razor's edge, sweating and moaning as
she held out against Ari, but she'd won.  Ken had his doubts.  He
suspected that Ari had done something on purpose, but he couldn't be
perfectly sure with out probing her mind, and he thought that would be
rather unsporting.

    	"Congratulations," Ken said to Eric, "you won.  What would you
like to use?"

     	"Hm, could I see what toys you have?"
     
     	"Certainly.  Ari, please go get the toy bag from the study,"
said Ken.
     
     	Ari flashed a conspiratory grin at Jane and headed inside.  That
gave Ken some idea what had happened.  Sally, meanwhile, was still
tweaking her nipples and one hand was disappearing between her legs. 
She was beautiful, Ken thought.  Her body, while somewhat thin, was
still softened from carrying the baby, and her breasts were large and
full.  He also knew they were especially sensitive and she was very
happy about that.
     
     	"Sally," commanded Eric, "Put your hands over your head.  You'll
get to cum when I let you, dear."
     
     	She groaned with frustration, but complied.  She felt odd.  This
all seemed so natural, but Ken and Jane were virtually strangers. 
They didn't feel like strangers though.  She felt a deep connection to
them and even to the mansion itself.  Ari had explained some things to
her and Eric - like the fact that she considered herself Ken's slave,
and that Jane was also Ken's slave.  She'd told Sally about the
advantages of being a Priestess and Sally knew she spoke the truth.
     
     	Ari returned and Ken and Eric looked through the bag.  Eric
asked if he could borrow a pair of leather cuffs and Ken nodded.  He
took them and put them on his wife, attaching them to the lounge as
well so that she could no longer reach her pussy or tits.
     
     	Then he selected a crop with a really thin head from the bag. 
"This looks like it'll do." he said.
     
    	"Excellent choice," replied Ken even though he knew that Eric
really wanted to use the cane.  Well, he'd get his chance on Friday
night.  "Since you've never played with Jane before, how about if I
give her a few myself.  Sort of calibration shots so that you know
where to start?"
     
     	"Sure," replied Eric.  His cock was achingly hard.   There were
three women he really wanted to have sex with here, but after he
cropped Jane, he really wanted to double team his wife with Ken.  Ken
liked that idea as well - it was something he'd never done before.
     
     	"Jane, put your hands behind your head.  You may not make a
sound, and you may not move.  Doing either of those will earn you
double punishment and you'll get no orgasm tonight.  Do you
understand?"
     
     	"Yes Master," she replied, her voice thick with lust.
     
     	"Her nipples are very sensitive, and so are the undersides of
her breasts," he said as he casually swatted her with the crop.  A
dark red stain immediately appeared across her breast, and the nipple
he'd struck began to swell.  He gave her four more and she winced, but
never lowered her hands or even moaned.
    
     	When he stepped away Eric looked in surprise at the welts he'd
left.  This was the lightest he could hit her?
     
     	Ken handed him the crop and said, "Have fun.  Those were a
little lighter than she likes, but should give you an idea where to
start."
     
     	Eric stepped in and took a swing, then another.  Lust poured out
of Jane and the other women as they watched him.  Ken absorbed quite a
lot of it and even Eric was effected.  When he finished, Jane had
neither moved nor made a single sound, something which astonished
Eric.
     
     	"Excellent my love," said Ken kissing her on the lips.  She was
so aroused she was swollen and dripping.  Sally was also incredibly
aroused, her own breasts aching with need.
     
     	Jane was left to kneel there, her arms still above her head
while Eric and Ken quickly tied Ari in a very strict hog tie.  They
left her on the hot cement in the sun by the pool and released Sally. 
Eric was amazed that someone could take a hogtie that strict.  Ari was
bent almost in half - backwards.  Her feet were almost touching her
shoulders and her hands were actually below her ass - held there by a
rope that was cruelly pulled between her pussy lips.  Wrists and
elbows were tied touching making her arch even more.  Ken rolled her
back and attached sharp clamps to her nipples.  There was already a
tight gag in her mouth and her hair had been tied to her crossed
ankles.
     
      	Ken looked at Eric and said, "Are you sure you want me in on
this?  I guess Ari told you a bit about the healing abilities of the
Circle, but with both of us inside her, she's bound to be a bit
uncomfortable."
      
      	Eric grinned, running his hand under his wife's chin and
looking at her lovingly.  "Yup.  I'm absolutely sure.  She'll love it
- especially if it hurts a bit."
      
      	Sally just groaned and closed her eyes.  Eric finally lay down
on the lounge and positioned his wife on her hands and knees over his
cock.  She was soaked and his long, thick member slid deep inside her
with ease.  Using a liberal amount of lubricant on his cock, Ken
squeezed some on Sally's back hole.  He watched it clench as Eric
moved around and the cool lube hit it.  It was already soaked with her
cunt juices, but Ken knew that as wide as he was, more lube would be
good.
      
      	It took a few minutes to penetrate her.  Ken started with his
fingers, first one, then two sliding into her dark hole.  When the
third finger finally penetrated her, he pulled out and began nudging
the crown of his cock into the woman.  It took several more minutes of
careful pushing before Sally relaxed enough for his cock to slid into
her.
      
      	"Oh, yes," she said the first time they both hit bottom.  "Oh,
Goddess, fuck me, fuck me!"  She shot off like a rocket as the cocks
inside her started to move.  To Ken, it was a very, very odd
sensation.  He felt her orgasm, the echoes of Eric's pleasure and the
feel of another man separated by Sally's thin wall of tissue.  They
fucked her until they both came in her body - by which time she was
being held up by the two men since she was so weak from all the
orgasms.  Then pulled out of her and lay her on her back on the
lounge.
      
      	"Jane," said Ken, "Sally needs a bit of clean up."
      
      	Jane, her arms and breasts aching from holding her position so
long - not to mention the pain in her knees from kneeling on the
concrete, eagerly came over to the prone woman and began to lick the
raged holes.  It wasn't long before she sucked and swallowed as much
cum as she could from both of them, giving Sally yet another
shattering orgasm.  She was bathed in sweat and panting, almost too
exhausted to cum again.  Ken smiled knowing that that wouldn't last. 
She was of the Circle and her recovery time was very fast.
      
      	"Jane love, you've done very well," said Ken.  He knew her body
was yearning for release that she'd been denied.  "Would you like to
cum?  Would you like Eric and I to whip you to a nice orgasm?"
      
      	Her eyes were glazed with lust and she said, "If it pleases you
Master."
      
      	They put her on another lounge and Eric grabbed a knotted cat. 
Ken took out a short single tail and Eric raised his eyebrows.  It
took them less than five minutes to get her to cum.  Her breasts were
streaked with red, but her mons and inner thighs were covered with
thick, red welts, some of them bleeding.  Her pussy lips were swollen
and open and her clit had made an excellent target for Ken.  He wasn't
good with a long singletail, but this whip was short enough to pack a
nice punch and still be easily controllable.
      
      	Eric was in awe of the power of the woman's orgasm.  Sally
liked an edge to their play - sometimes quite a bit of an edge.  But
Jane was something else all together and frankly, she scared him a
bit.
      
      	When they stopped, she lay there panting, then said, "Thank you
Masters.  That was fantastic."
      
      	Ken knew Eric would really freak if he knew that Jane could
have taken a hell of a lot more than that and still cum her little
head off.  A committed masochist with her recovery powers was a very
scary thing.
      
      	They all rinsed off under the outside shower - except for Ari
who Ken decided to leave tied for a while longer.
      
      	"You, my dear," he said, "Are going to stay there a while
longer.  Consider it punishment for seducing Gary's slave the other
day - and Sally today."
      
      	It wasn't much of a punishment and they both knew it.  Ari had
cum when Sally had and when Jane had.  She absolutely loved tight,
strict bondage and was more than happy to stay here.  Her body ached
and the ropes were cutting into her.  Her nipples were almost numb -
up until Ken removed the clamps -  and she was really enjoying
herself.  She did shriek pretty loudly when the clamps came off
though.
      
      	They sat down at the table and Sally began to feel the baby.  
It was time for their discussion.
      
End Chapter 29

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