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Chapter 30

      	They talked for a few minutes, going over what Arianwen had
told them.  She'd covered the basics of what being part of the Circle
meant and how they were currently living their lives.  When they got
to the point where Ken asked Sally if she'd like a job, Jane decided
to excuse herself.
      
      	"Master, I'd like to speak with Arianwen," she said.
      
      	Uh oh, thought Ken.
      
     	"Go ahead, but remember, we're having guests tonight," he
replied.
      
      	"Yes Master," grinned the woman as she strode over to the bound
girl.
      
      	By this time, Ari was close to cuming again.  The ropes which
had been placed on either side of her clitoris had been slowly pushing
her up toward another orgasm.  Any movement on her part, including
breathing, caused those ropes to shift -- not a lot, just enough to
tease her.  But she was so sensitive by now, that their effects were
beginning to accumulate.  It wouldn't be long before she went over the
edge.
      
      	Ken watched as Jane knelt in front of the girl.  She was still
nude, and when she squatted, her pussy was spread wide.  Ari looked at
it with hungry eyes.  Jane grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her head
back even farther, causing Ari to gasp for breath.   The hog-tie was
so strict that breathing had already been difficult; now, it was even
worse.  Ken couldn't hear what Jane was saying, but Ari's replies of
"Yes, Mistress" and "No, Mistress" were loud enough for him to hear. 
Sally and Eric were also very interested in what was going on.
      
      	Finally, Jane released Ari's hair and stood.  To Eric and
Sally's surprise she squatted and began to pee on the girl. 
Apparently Jane's bladder had been pretty full, since she coated Ari's
head and a lot of her back.  Finally, she lay down in a position where
her pussy was right in Ari's face and let loose again.  Ari opened her
mouth and closed her eyes, but Jane's aim, perhaps on purpose, wasn't
that good.  Most of the liquid splashed on the teen's face and neck,
rather than in her opened mouth, and Ari was tied too tightly to
capture the elusive stream.
      
      	Next, Jane got on her hands and knees and pressed her asshole
to the teen's mouth.  This wasn't Ari's favorite thing to do, but Ken
knew she was sliding her tongue as far into Jane as she could.  She
wanted to please her Mistress and understood that this was part of her
punishment.   Finally, Jane shifted so Ari could get to her pussy. 
Ari licked and sucked at the thick juices, eagerly using her tongue to
pleasure Jane.  Jane, of course, didn't cum, but she really enjoyed
the girl's attentions.  When Jane shifted slightly a last time, Ken
knew, because of their link, that she was emptying the last of her
bladder into Ari's sucking mouth.

      	Ari was content, but still very horny, when Jane calmly rinsed
in the shower again and returned to the table.  She acted as if she'd
done nothing unusual at all, which sort of threw Eric and Sally, even
though Sally could feel all the emotions that went with Jane's
actions.
      
      	"Jane," said Ken as she sat down, "Eric, Sally and the baby
will be joining us here at Nemetodunum.  Sally has agreed to be our
chef, providing we like the meal that she cooks tonight."
      
      	That was something Sally had insisted on.  She wouldn't let
them actually pay for her services unless she proved she could cook. 
Once she'd agreed to the interview, so to speak, and agreed that
moving into the mansion was a good idea, Eric had broken the news of
his job loss to her.  Her reaction was not what he'd expected -- she
was actually glad.
      
      	"Those fuckers treated you like shit anyway.  Don't worry;
we'll get you something else."
      
      	At this point, Ken mentioned that he thought Eric should
continue his schooling.  Especially since if Sally was working for
him, the job included a substantial educational benefit.  It took a
fair amount of time for the three of them to get him to consider the
offer.  Ken could feel the bright burn of the man's intellect and knew
that he'd be able to use his talents in the future.

      	"By the way," said Eric, "I meant to ask - what does
Nemetodunum mean?"
      
      	"There's a direct translation, of course, but in essence it
means 'Sacred Fortress'," answered Ken.
      
      	"Oh," replied Eric.  "Sacred" was fine, but "fortress"?  That
would bear some thinking on.

        	Finally, it was time for Sally to start getting ready for
dinner.  She said she could probably whip up something that they'd be
able to eat with just what was in the kitchen - until she saw just
what was in the kitchen.  A few minutes later and Eric was on his way
to the store to get some of what Sally considered basics.

      	Jane and Ken returned to the pool where Ari had almost reached
yet another orgasm.  As soon as they began releasing her and she gave
a groan comprised of relief and frustration.  They rinsed her in the
shower downstairs, then all went upstairs to take a real shower. 
Ken's thick cock relieved Ari of a bit more of her frustration.
      
      	Shortly after they left the shower, Ken felt someone at the
gate.  It was the courier that Lenny said he'd send.  So, while they
ladies dressed, he went to speak to the man.
      
      	The man had come with a stack of paperwork.  Ken had no idea
how the hell Lenny'd gotten some of the documents, but they appeared
legit.  Some required only signatures while others also had to go
before a judge.  Ken told the man to wait for just a moment and used
the intercom to call Jane downstairs.  The house was huge and his
voice would never have made the distance.  Of course, he could have
just sent her a thought, but didn't want to make a habit of doing that
while outsiders were around.
      
      	Jane came down dressed in a thin, very revealing dress.  Her
long legs and very high heels immediately caught the young courier's
attention.  Ken showed Jane the paperwork and where Lenny had marked
places for her to sign.  When she bent forward, her breasts, still
marked by the crop, were clearly visible -- right to her swollen,
pierced nipples.  He knew she could have healed the welts already, but
that she was enjoying how they felt too much for that.  Besides, it
got her hot knowing that Ellen and Kim couldn't fail to notice them at
some point during the evening.
      
      	The courier's cock was a bar of steel which he tried, not very
successfully, to hide as he left.  Jane kissed Ken soundly in
appreciation for what he was arranging, which was about when Ari
appeared.  Ken's first thought was that it was a good thing that the
courier had left.  His second was to wonder how the hell he and Eric
were going to keep themselves from fucking her brains out this
evening.
      
      	Her flame-colored hair was done up beautifully.  Some of it was
piled on her head and some was streaming down her back.  She wore a
deep green, leather collar around her neck and subtle, but matching
cuffs on her wrists.  Her top was little more than several narrow
strips of green cloth that had more in common with a bondage harness
than a blouse and covered little but her nipples and a small portion
of her back.  The strips extended down at points to connect to the
skirt - which was so short that unless she stood perfectly straight,
would display her pussy.  On her feet were very high heels and when
she twirled, it was clear she had on no underwear.
      
      	"Come here, little minx," said Jane.  "Do you have what I asked
you to bring down?"
      
      	"Yes, Mistress," replied Ari.  Ken wanted her -- very, very
badly.
      
      	Jane turned to her Master and said, "Of course you know,
Master, you may use Ari or me at a whim -- now or any time tonight. 
But for now..."

     	She shifted the strips of cloth so that they were no longer
covering Ari's nipples, then took the pump from Ari's hand.  Placing
it over a nipple, she pumped until the red bud was pulled deeply into
the tube, at which time she slid a rubber O-ring to the base of the
nipple.  She repeated the procedure with the other nipple, then
replaced the strips of cloth.  Ken could smell Ari's arousal as she
shifted, trying to remain quiet while Jane ensured that her nipples
would not be missed by anyone caring to look.  Certainly, Ari wouldn't
be forgetting about them as the gentle pressure from the rings would
cause each nipple to swell over the next few hours.  Since Jane had
obviously been working with Arianwen, Ken thought it was time that he
give her a few orders to see how she handled things.

    	"Tonight," he said, "you will be serving our guests.  You will
not speak unless you are spoken to, and if you do -- other than for an
emergency -- you'll be gagged.  You will not be sitting at the table
with us.  It is possible that I will decide it is appropriate for you
to kneel beside me."  He slid a finger into her soaked cunt and began
gently thrusting into it.  Ari moaned as he joined the first finger
with another one.  "If you aren't kneeling beside me, you'll stand
beside me and await our commands.  Also, you will not eat unless
you're fed from someone's plate."  Ari was grinding into his fingers
now.  She was giving little whimpers and moans as her inflamed pussy
was stimulated.

      	"Put your arms behind your head," commanded Ken.  Ari
immediately complied and Ken removed his soaked fingers and wiped them
over the damp skin under one arm.  His fingers went back into her
pussy and repeated the action under her other arm.  One final time,
the thick fingers slid into her cunt, obtaining a coating of her
juices, which he smeared over her lips and under her nose.  Then he
had her lick them clean.  Ari was in a serious state of need by the
time he finished.  Her eyes were dilated and shinning and she was a
bit unsteady on her feet.

      	"Finally," said Ken, "you will not seduce anyone unless I tell
you to.  On the other hand, if any of the dominants wants to make use
of you -- me, Eric or Ellen -- you will obey them.  If you are
directed to by Eric, you will also please Sally."

      	"Oh, Goddess," panted Arianwen. "Master will you let me cum
tonight?"

      	Jane stepped in and grabbed Arianwen by the back of her hair
and turned the girl's head toward herself.  "You, my love," she said
in a soft, playful voice, "may not ask that.  Think of it as building
your anticipation and control."  Jane pulled the teen's head back and
licked her neck.  Ari shuddered in lust and moaned.

      	"Yes, Mistress," she replied, her voice husky with need.

      	"I'd tell you to go help Sally in the kitchen, but I suspect
that you'd be a bit of a distraction," smiled Ken.  "Why don't you
make sure that the dining room is set up?"

      	"Yes, Master," replied Ari.  

      	Ken's eyes followed her slim form as she walked away.  No doubt
about it; he wanted her.  Hell he wanted both of them, right now. 
However, the guests were due very soon, and it wouldn't be seemly to
be having sex with his slaves when they arrived.
      
      	By the time Ellen and Kim had arrived, Ari had calmed down a
bit.  Eric, though, had been bowled over by the girl as soon as he'd
seen her.  He really wanted her, but was still a bit unsure about how
things worked around here.  He and Ken were sitting in the study
talking when there was a soft chime, indicating that someone was at
the gate.
      
      	"This is all so very unreal," said Eric as he got up with Ken. 
Ken motioned him to sit.
      
      	"Yup," replied Ken.  "By the way, I have no idea what's going
to happen with these two tonight, but they are into the BDSM
lifestyle.  They, of course, don't know that I know that."
      
      	"How do you know it?" asked Eric.
      
      	"Being the Avatar of a sex Goddess has its advantages," smiled
Ken as he left the room.
      
      	Both Ari and Jane were in the entrance hall when he got there. 
"Ari dear, I don't want to blow their minds quite yet.  Maybe you
should wait in the study - behind the bar.  You'll serve drinks in
there while we wait for dinner."
      
      	"Yes, Master," she said.  Before she could go, he ran a hand
over her small breast, then brushed her swelling nipple.  The band had
forced more blood into it, and both nipples were clearly visible
through the cloth strips that covered them.  She groaned as he teased
the swollen bud, and he knew her outer pussy lips were wet with her
juices.  She was leaking quite a bit.
      
      	Ken opened the door as Ellen and Kim reached it, and they all
gave hugs of greeting.  Considering the amount of pheromones Ken, Jane
and Ari had been putting out, it was totally unsurprising that Ellen
and Kim's arousal started to build as soon as they walked in the door.
      
      	Hmmm, thought Ken, exposing subs seems to be the order of the
day.  While Ellen's form was gracefully draped with a beautiful dress,
Kim was adorned in a way that, to someone who knew what to look for,
made it obvious that she was a slave.
      
      	She, like Ari, was dressed in a shade of green which
complimented her hair and eyes.  Her silk top was pretty revealing and
showed that she had a black lace bra encasing her large tits.  Her
stockings were seamed in the back, and her skirt was quite short,
although still in the realm of acceptable.  Around her neck was a
silver collar.  To most people, it would look like a fashionable
choker, but to Ken it was obviously a collar.  On each wrist there
were silver chains which could have been bracelets.  They were just a
little too heavy though, and Ken thought that they'd make nice,
functional, cuffs.  Finally, Kim's heels had straps around her ankles
holding them on.  The straps had fashionable buckles with small, flat
locks on them.  The locks weren't obvious, but if you looked
carefully, there were key holes.  Most of this he noticed once they
sat in the study to wait for dinner.  Ari was silent and mostly
unnoticed behind the bar.
      
      	"Would anyone like something to drink?" asked Ken, after
introducing Eric.
      
      	Ellen and Kim opted for soda, Eric juice, while he and Jane
chose wine.  Arianwen heard the orders, and while the others were in
conversation, she quickly put everything together.
      
      	The conversation stopped when she held the tray out to Ellen.
      
      	"Ellen, I'm sorry I didn't introduce her before," said Ken.
"This is Arianwen.  She'll be serving us tonight."
      
      	Both Ellen and Kim's breath caught when they looked at the
gorgeous teen.  Ellen was flustered.  She was already ragingly horny
and now she couldn't seem to look away from the barely dressed girl.
      
      	"Nice to meet you," she said almost faintly when she recovered.
 She took her soda.
      
      	"Thank you, Ma'am," said Ari.  
      
      Ken felt the suspicion rise in Ellen's mind as Ari began
delivering the drinks.  After Ellen, she served Ken, Eric, Kim and
Jane, in that order, despite the fact that Kim was sitting right next
to Ellen.  Ellen thought there was something going on, and she thought
that she knew what it was.  When she finished, Ari went back to stand
behind the bar, waiting silently.  Ken gave no other explanations
about the girl's place, nor did he invite her to sit down with them,
further confirming Ellen's suspicions.
      
      	As they continued to talk, Ken let his mind wander into Kim's a
bit.  She'd been squirming around a little - not very noticeably, but
some.  Touching her mind, he quickly found out why.
      
      	Ellen and Kim were playing.  They were using the opportunity of
this dinner to play in public, and Kim was a very turned-on young
woman.
      
      	Before they'd left their house, Ellen had forced a large plug
deep in the Kim's asshole.  Since it was slightly narrower at the
base, it wasn't coming out until Ellen removed it.  Kim's tits had
been flogged with a horse-hair flogger, which had stung like hell and
whose effects tended to last quite a while.  What Ken had mistaken as
a bra was actually a tight corset that extended to cover her breasts. 
The lace of the bra cups was rough, which was irritating the already
sore skin of her swollen breasts and nipples.
      
      	After Ellen had plugged her, then flogged her and put her in
the corset, she'd started on Kim's bare pussy.  She'd used the
horsehair whip on Kim's naked mons, the rough hair streaking the skin
with tiny welts.  She'd flogged Kim's pussy until the outer lips were
swollen, then made the woman hold her own sex open while she flogged
the inner lips and clit.  Kim had been sweating and begging for an
orgasm, but had been denied.  Kim's training was coming along nicely
-- Ellen could get her to cum with the whip quite often now.
      
      	Finally, Ellen had had her put on a set of tight panties which
had been soaked with a cinnamon oil derivative.  It was a mild, but
constant, burn and Kim's entire sex, mons and all, was inflamed.  It
was driving her nuts with lust.  She was holding it together, but kept
glancing at the clock.  She'd been ordered to liberally massage the
oil into her pussy once an hour until they left the mansion for the
evening.
      
      	Of course, Kim didn't know it, but Ken read from Ellen that the
oil she had in her purse was a bit stronger than what had been used
the first time.  Kim was in for a surprise.
      
      	Sally appeared at 7:30, announcing that dinner was ready. 
Arianwen and Jane left quickly to help her bring the food out.
      
      	Once everyone was seated, they began to bring out the food. 
Sally had found time to get changed into a nice cream-colored top and
a long skirt that had a split up almost to the waist.  She looked
beautiful and elegant, despite being nervous about her appearance. 
She felt soft and out of shape - no surprise since she'd recently
given birth, unlike every other woman at the table.  Ken felt this and
decided to have a talk with her.  She looked up, wide-eyed, as she
felt his appreciation of how she looked flood toward her from him. 
She was not used to being able to sense emotions, and it was a bit
distracting.
      
      	The food was outstanding.  Sally was, indeed, a very talented
chef.  Arianwen performed perfectly, silently serving the food and
refilling drinks.  Ken noticed that whenever she served near anyone,
their conversation faltered just a bit.  Kim, especially, was
affected, her nostrils flaring as she took in the younger woman's
scent.  It was quite unmistakable by now and arousing everyone.
      
      	At precisely eight PM, Kim asked where the nearest bathroom
was.  Ken sent Arianwen to guide her - not that it was far away.  He
wanted to make sure that Ari would be able to control herself.  
Conversation continued while she was gone, but Ken noticed Kim was
none too steady when she returned.
      
      	Glancing into her mind, he saw she'd applied the oil, as
instructed, but had almost cum while doing it.  As she washed her
hands, her pussy had started to burn.  Not a surprise, since she knew
it would.  However, the burn had increased quite a bit, and as she
walked into the room, sweat was beading on her upper lip as she fought
to control herself.  She sat and took her Mistress' hand under the
table, squeezing it hard.  When Ari bent close to her to fill her
water glass, Kim lost it.  She was almost silent, but her pussy was
spasming hard, as an orgasm rushed through her body.  Every breath was
filled with Ari's rich, sexy scent, and she squeezed Ellen's hand with
surprising force.  Ellen winced and tried not to pay too much
attention to Kim.  One glance told her that, rather than being in
distress, her sub was cumming very hard.  Besides, she was fighting
her own battle to keep from dragging Ari and Kim to the nearest
horizontal area and fucking them blind.

      Ken noticed the gasp and the orgasm; everyone of the Circle did.
 Sally was having problems keeping her composure, since she was so new
to the experience of feeling other people's emotions.  Only Eric was
unaware of Kim's dilemma.  Ken could have let the gasp go -- it had
been fairly soft, he decided not to.
      
      	"Kim," he said, a concerned look on his face, "are you OK?"
      
      	"Uh, yeah," replied the somewhat breathless woman. "Sorry, I,
um... bit my lip."
      
      	"Oh," said Ken, "I understand."
      
      	It was clear that he understood.  Clear that he understood,
somehow, that she'd just cum at his table.  Kim was mortified, which,
of course, did nothing to reduce her excitement.
      
      	She almost lost it again as Ari leaned close and said, "Is
there anything I can do to help?"
      
      	Kim kept from groaning -- barely.  Of course, Ari could help,
all she had to do was lay down and let Kim eat her pussy.  Shit, she
could easily smell the teen's excitement and would love to assist in
giving her an orgasm.  Neither Ken nor Jane missed the fact that Ari
had just disobeyed her orders:  She had spoken to Kim, and that wasn't
allowed.
      
      	It was a beautiful evening, so they decided to have coffee and
dessert outside.  Everyone got up from the table, complimenting Sally
on a fantastic meal.  She smiled and thanked them.  Ken pulled Eric
aside for just a second and said something to him.  He nodded.
      
      	"How about if I show you ladies where we're going to sit
outside?" asked Eric.
      
      	They all nodded as Ken said, "Excellent, we'll be out in a
minute with some coffee and dessert.  Sally and Jane, please come with
me to the kitchen."  He turned to Ari and said, "You, as well."
      
      	The teen gulped.  She couldn't figure out what she'd done, but
she knew that she'd done something wrong.
      
      	When they got into the kitchen, Ken turned to Sally and asked,
"Are you wearing panties?"
      
      	She was quick to recognize his tone and answered, "Yes Sir."
      
      	"I thought so.  Please remove them."  She started and looked at
him wide-eyed.  "It's OK, dear. I spoke to your Master."
      
      	"Yes, Sir," the woman replied.  She reached under her skirt and
removed the sopping cloth.  She handed Ken the panties, and he turned
toward Ari.
      
      	"Do you know what you did?"
      
      	"No, Master," she replied.
      
      	"You spoke without being spoken to first.  That was a rule you
were supposed to follow tonight, remember?"
      
      	"Oh, shit!" she whispered.  "Master, I'm sorry."
      
      	"I know.  But I want to make sure you don't forget again.  Open
your mouth," he said.
      
      	She complied and he pushed Sally's panties into her mouth,
ensuring the gooey pad was on her tongue.  Ari moaned a bit.
      
      	"Now turn around and bend over," he said.  She complied. 
"Spread your legs - wider.  Good.  Hold on to your ankles."
      
      	He flipped her skirt onto her back, although he didn't need to.
 Most of her ass was exposed in this position, as was her oozing
pussy.  He found a wooden spoon and turned back to the teen.
      
      	"Jane, why don't you help Ari with your tongue?  Her pussy's
starting to drip and we wouldn't want to get that all over everything
here in the kitchen, would we?"
      
      	In a flash, Jane had hiked up her own dress and was under the
teen, her lips fastened to Ari's sex.  Ari moaned deep in her throat. 
Ken could feel her lust as Jane's warm mouth closed over her aching
sex.  Jane also tweaked the sore nipples that were becoming more
prominent all the time.  The rings at the base had done their job
well, and Ari's nipples were swollen and painful, standing out a good
half inch.  Ari loved it.  Ken swatted Ari with the spoon right on her
ass.  She was close to cuming by the fifth swat, and they all knew it.
      
      	"Don't you dare cum," said Ken.  "If you do, when you get out
of school, you'll spend the entire week with no orgasm."
      
      	He continued to swat her, especially on her lower ass cheeks. 
The red marks would not be exactly hidden by her short skirt, and
against her white skin, they stood out prominently.  Ari moaned,
grinding her sloppy cunt into Jane's face.  Ken stopped after fifteen.
 Ari had held out, if only barely.
      
      	"Thank you, Jane," said Ken.  Jane stopped sucking on the girl
and stood, her face glazed with pussy cream.  "Very good, Ari.  You
took your punishment well.  To make sure you don't forget about
speaking, you'll be serving our guests with Sally's panties in your
mouth."
      
      	Jane had moved up to Sally and just stood there looking at the
woman.  Sally's eyes were glazed with lust as her nerves were flooded
with all the sensations that her Circle were creating.  She just
wasn't used to handling this sort of thing.  Jane kissed her and
whispered, "Why don't you make sure that I'm presentable when I go
outside?'
      
      	Sally licked and kissed Ari's cum off her High Priestess' face.
 She was in dire need of an orgasm when she finished, but Ken wouldn't
give her one.  She wasn't his slave.
      
      	They walked out after putting together trays of dessert, and
Ken apologized for the delay.  Sexual tension was high here as well. 
Kim and Ellen were quite attracted to Eric, and Kim could barely sit
still.  Her pussy was on fire from the oil, and whenever she squirmed,
the thick dildo in her ass shifted, causing her mild discomfort as
well as rather substantial pleasure.  Worse, the scratchy material of
the cups on the corset was really stimulating her nipples, and some of
the oil had slid onto the dildo and her asshole was burning.  If that
wasn't bad enough, her mistress had said that the next time she
re-applied the oil, she had to spread it on her nipples as well.  Kim
was afraid she was going to be having another orgasm tonight and
didn't know if she'd be able to hide it at all this time.
      
      	When she excused herself at nine to go to the bathroom, Ken
decided to show Ellen some of the gardens.  Not *the* garden, but some
of the others.  Sally and Eric went to see to the baby, and Ari and
Jane cleaned up some of the dishes and went for more coffee.
      
      	Ellen and Ken walked in silence for a short time, then Ellen
spoke. "You have a very interesting arrangement here."
      
      	Ken knew she wasn't speaking of the mansion but of its
occupants.
                  
      	"Yes," he replied. "It suites us well."
      
      	Ellen decided to just come right out and say something.  They
were at a private dinner rather than an official function.  There was
a risk, but she didn't think she'd be blowing his account.  However,
if she'd guessed wrong, things could go south in a big way.  She
didn't think her guess was wrong.  After all, the marks on their
servant's thighs had been fresh and quite obvious.  Not to mention the
somewhat older welts on Jane's breasts, which the other woman appeared
completely unconcerned about.
      
      	"Arianwen's your slave, isn't she?"
      
      	"Yes - just as Kim is your slave."
      
      	Ellen looked at him in surprise.  Sure, the signs were there --
if he was kink aware. But she had the feeling he'd known from the
start.
      
      	"Yes," she said firmly.  It was out of the bag now.  If he was
going do dump them, it was unlikely he would have admitted that he had
not one, but two slaves - and, since she handled Ari's trust fund, she
knew that Ari was underage.
      
      	"She's beautiful," continued Ken.  "I know she came at the
table."
      
      	Ellen blushed a bit, knowing that her lover's actions had been
so obvious.
      
      	"Sorry about that.  I guess I really should apologize for using
this dinner as sort of a training scenario.'
      
      	Ken smiled and said, "Only if you'll allow me to apologize as
well."  Ellen looked at him questioningly.  "Surely you don't think
Ari is a full-time domestic slave?  She's a bio-tech student.  A very,
very smart bio-tech student."
      
      	That made sense to Ellen - she'd set up the scholarship.
      
      	"This was her first experience as a slave in public, so to
speak.  You and Kim are a trial for her."
      
      	"What do you mean?"
      
      	Ken laughed. "We're having fun teaching her a little control. 
She tends to seduce people as easily as she breathes.  She was given
rules tonight.  She was told that she would serve any dominant in any
way that was required -- and that includes you.  She was told she
wasn't allowed to seduce anyone, and she was forbidden to speak to
anyone except to answer a question.  She failed at the speaking thing,
which is why she has all those marks on her ass."
      
      	Ellen smiled, "I see."
      
      	Then she described what Kim was currently going through.  Ken
enjoyed the description, even though he already knew what was going
on.
      
      	"Yes, well, the other part of Ari's punishment isn't quite so
visible.  She currently has Sally's panties in her mouth.  Apparently
Sally was quite excited by you two."
      
      	"How many slaves do you have?" asked Ellen.
      
      	"Just the two.  Sally is Eric's slave," he responded.
      
      	"So Jane is a slave then?"
      
      	"Oh, yes.  But she's very different from Ari.  Jane is
extremely well trained.  She's also a true masochist -- and I mean
that.  To her, pain *is* pleasure."
      
      	Ellen shivered at that thought.  "I'm training Kim to associate
pain and pleasure, but she's not a masochist .  Not yet, anyway."
      
      	"Yeah, Jane's hardwired that way."  Ken stopped and looked at
Ellen for a moment.  She looked at him quizzically and he said, "Come
with me for a second.  I'd like to show you something."
      
      	They walked past the Garden, and Ellen commented on how
beautiful it was.  Ken smiled; it seemed that Ellen might be joining
the Circle soon.  Those who weren't ready didn't even notice it.  Ken
continued past, then took her upstairs and turned on the lights to the
play room.
      
      	"Wow," said Ellen. "This place is great."
      
      	"It's nowhere near finished, but it's coming along.  We haven't
played here yet, however we're planning to - this Friday.  Would you
like to join us?"
      
      	Ellen's eyes sparkled, but she asked, "Who's us?"
      
     	He told her, and she looked at him with wide eyes. "Gary
Sorrel?"

	"Yes, that's him.  Why?"

	"He and his slave make the most amazing bondage furniture, jewelry
and toys.  Very expensive, but very, very good.  From what I know, he
rarely does public play."

	 "Well, this isn't exactly public.  There might be a few other folks
as well.  Perhaps three others, but I don't know."  He looked at
Ellen.  Her thoughts were of how she'd love to let loose with Kim
here.  Put her through her paces, and maybe... maybe even get a chance
at Jane.

	"You know," said Ken, "it might be good for Jane to be used by
another woman.  She's very bi, and giving her to you for a time on
Friday night would really make her day."

	Ellen's heart skipped a beat.  "That would be ... um ... wonderful.  Are
you sure she won't mind?"

	Ken smiled at Ellen.   "It doesn't matter if she minds or not.  She's
my slave.  She'll serve whoever I give her to because she trusts me
not to give her to someone who will abuse her."

	"And you trust me like that?"

	Oh yes, thought Ken.  For many reasons, not the least of which I can
read your thoughts.  What he said was, "Yes.  Of course, I'll be here
with you.  But I've seen Kim, and she seems very happy, not down
trodden or abused."

	"What time do we need to be here?"

	"I think we could kick things off around six or so.  We'll do up some
steaks."

	They headed back to the party.

End Chapter 30

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