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Chapter 26

      	Ari was gone when Ken woke up, but the real surprise was that
Jane was also awake.  He could feel her in the kitchen puttering
around.   As was his wont, he jumped into the shower, where she joined
him minutes later.  He washed her hair, which had gotten noticeably
longer in the last two weeks.  His hands ran over the rough stubble on
her mons.
      
      	"Hmmm, what have we here?"  he said teasing the large clit
under his fingers.  His thumb rubbed the roughness on her mons, "A bit
of stubble, eh?"
      
      	"Yes Master.  You haven't told me what you want me to do about
it," she replied, rotating her hips under his moving fingers.
      
      	"Well, what did you used to do about it?"
      
      	"When it got long enough, my Mistress would have me waxed,"
replied Jane.
      
      	The slight tremor in her voice said there as more.  "And?"
      
      	"It was sort of a ritual.  She had a friend that had all the
stuff.  I'd be tied down and she'd spread very hot wax over me.  Then
she'd pull it off, getting all the hair.  After that, I'd be cropped
on my mons and pussy and, if my Mistress wanted to give me a treat,
her friend would whip my breasts and she would whip my pussy until I
came."  She was now grinding her ass into his hard cock.  "Naturally,
I'd hold out as long as I could before I came."
      
      	Gee, there was a surprise.  One thing led to another and Ken
ended up taking her from behind.  She leaned forward and rested her
hands against the wall while he fucked her, groaning when he pulled
hard on her nipple bars and started pinching her clit.
      
      	When she knew he was near cuming, she said, "Master, would you
pierce my clit?  I'd love to feel your ring through it."
      
      	He saw in her mind what she wanted.  It would be an event for
her - she'd be tied and played with most of the day.  Then, when she
was most sensitive from all the fucking and whipping, she'd be
immobilized with her legs spread wide and her large clit slowly
pierced with a large gauge needle.  Next, the ring would be slid
through her flesh and finally, she'd be caged in a small cage, her
wrists locked behind and outside of it and her new clit ring chained
to the front of the cage.  She'd be left there for the night.
      
      	Ken came, spewing thick come deep into her tight vagina.  He
drove her to the very edge, but wouldn't let her cum and they rinsed
off and left the shower.  Kim called when they were downstairs and
said they'd found a lawyer that might suit their needs.  She also
wanted him to come by - or they'd come over - to discuss some
irregularities in the contract for the mansion.
      
      	"I don't like surprises, Kim.  What's going on?"
      
      	"I'm sorry Mast... Sir... Mr. Whitestone," replied the
flustered woman.  "But the paperwork we received wasn't released until
you had the title.  Ellen is still researching it.  I promise that
while it is unusual it won't cost you any money.  Ellen requested
that, unless you insist, we wait until we get together to explain it
all."
      
      	Ken thought a moment.  He was annoyed because he didn't like
surprises and because he'd hired these people to be thorough.  Still,
it couldn't hurt to wait and see what was going on.
      
      	"I expect a call no later than close of business today and with
a briefing on what's going, no matter what you have - or haven't -
found."
      
     	"Yes Sir.  I'm sure that won't be a problem," replied Kim.  Ken
thought it was extremely odd that Kim was responding to him as a
submissive, rather than an employee.
      
      	Jane looked a question at him when he got off the phone.
      
      	"I have an idea," he said.
      
      	"Yes Master?" she asked sliding to the floor and kneeling at
his feet.  He marveled at how gracefully she moved and how beautiful
she looked.  She and Ari were still not wearing clothing in the house.
      
      	"OK, now I have two ideas - but we should really go with the
first one I came up with."
      
      	"Yes Master."  Jane had a big grin on her face.  She was
managing to tease him with her body while looking completely innocent.
 Well, as innocent as she could look while she was kneeling there
naked.
      
      	"Would you be interested in a new car?"
      
      	Her eyes glinted and she nodded with a big grin on her face. 
Surprisingly, she knew exactly what she wanted - a BMW.  Just one that
was smaller and sportier than what he'd gotten.  Ken smiled and picked
up the phone.  When he put it down he said, "Well, get some clothes on
and let's go"
      
      	She was dressed in record time.  Not surprising since heels, a
short skirt and blouse were all she decided to wear.  It was clear she
was braless beneath the top.
      
      	Off they went to the dealership.  If it had been hard to fend
off the salesmen last time, this time it was almost impossible.  Not
only did they know he had money, but Jane attracted the men like
flies.  Eric, however, was the only one he'd deal with.
      
      	Ken could see by reading him that things had continued to go
down hill.  Eric hated working here, he missed school and Sally had
changed, for the worse, since the baby.  In fact, even though he knew
he'd make a good sale with Ken, he was nervous since she was supposed
to be there in half an hour with the baby.
      
      	Eric needed another good sale, especially since management had
warned him that if he didn't pick up, even with the sale of Ken's car,
he wasn't going to be there much longer.  Of course, the totally
ineffective rah-rah speech that the owner had given the sales staff
about how they were all a team and should pull for one another, had
only made things worse.  The other salesmen thought that Eric had gone
and complained, or gotten Ken to do it, and now they really gave him a
hard time. The lease was coming due on the house he and Sally were
renting and the owner was making noises about selling the place. 
Eric's life was not very pleasant at the moment.
         
      	None of his unhappiness showed when he was dealing with Ken and
Jane.  Ken was unsurprised to find out that Eric had serious Dom
tendencies.  He couldn't look a Jane with out seeing her bound in some
strict way.  Or being whipped or caned.  These thoughts affected Jane,
causing her nipples to stand out, the bars clearly showing through her
top, and making her cunt wet.  She was filling the area her scent, and
that getting to Eric in a big way.
      
      	Eric's response to Jane made him very uncomfortable.  He and
Sally used to have a fantastic sex life.  She'd been very sub and
they'd even played with other couples.  All that had stopped after the
baby though.  Ken saw him visibly force his mind away from that train
of thought
      
      	Jane told Eric what kind of car she wanted and they took one
out for a drive.  She loved it, but by the time they got back, Sally
was there.  That's when things started to get a little complicated.
      
      	Eric introduced his wife and the baby and, despite the fact
that she hated Ken and Jane on sight, Sally hid it well.  They went
into the office and Ken could see that Sally almost wouldn't go with
them.  Of course, she really shouldn't have been in there anyway, but
Ken and Jane didn't mind at all.  Somehow Jane crowded her in there by
smiling and making noises about how cute the baby was.  Before Sally
could figure out what was going on, she was in the office with them.
      
      	Ken had the feeling that something was up with the woman - her
immediate hatred of them just wasn't natural.  When he read someone,
it was usually just their surface thoughts.  Sexual fantasies he
probed a little deeper for.  But now, for the first time, he
deliberately forced his way into someone's  mind without creating a
sexual fantasy.  What he found surprised and frightened him.
      
      	There was a ... shadow on her mind.  It radiated from one
central place and had spread small, evil tendrils through her brain. 
He didn't know what the hell the thing was, but it wasn't natural and
it wasn't good.  He wondered where it had come from.  Time shifted and
he was transported back into the delivery room.
      
      	Sally lay there, her baby almost arrived.  Eric was there, her
doctor and the attending nurses were there and so was her
gynecologist.  While Ken watched, the baby began to crown and
everyone's attention was drawn to that.  The gynecologist moved to
Sally's head.  She whispered something, her eyes closed while she
rested her fingers on Sally's temples.  Sally's eyes glazed for a
second, then everything returned to normal.  That was when Ken saw the
shadow take root.
      
      	The scene shifted, and all of a sudden Ken was back in the
office with everyone.  Jane looked at him, almost in slow motion.  No
one else was moving - it was if they were frozen.  Somehow she had
watched the scene from the delivery room as well.
      
      	Ken looked at Sally and saw that, even though she was frozen,
the shadow wasn't.  It seemed to be beating at some sort of barrier.
      
      	In his head he heard the whisper of Lea's voice.  "Close the
sphere.  Use the energy that you have."
      
      	He looked at the shadow again; it was now beating furiously
against the barrier.  Ken imagined the globe contracting, getting
smaller and smaller.  The tentacles were yanked from where they'd
taken up residence and sucked back into the main mass.  Ken could feel
his own energy draining at an alarming rate, but finally the shadow in
Sally's mind was isolated.
      
      	Time sped up to normal and Sally swayed a bit.  Fortunately
Jane was holding the baby, and Eric's attention was focused on them. 
Ken moved to Sally's side.
      
      	"Are you OK?" he asked.
      
      	"Yeah," she smiled.  In fact, she was very confused. 
Something... something inside her was changed, but she had no idea
what it was.  She only knew that the depression that had been plaguing
her, and the intense dislike she'd had for these people had
evaporated.  "I'm just a little dizzy"
      
     	 Eric was immediately at her side.  She smiled at him and gave
him a light kiss.  Ken felt Eric's heart lurch - the action was so
like the old Sally, that he was almost heart broken.  He missed her so
much.  They ended up talking like old friends for almost an hour. 
Eric was astonished - Sally hadn't been like this since before their
child's birth.  Even with their old friends she'd been snappish and
unpleasant.  Ken was worried though.  He knew that what he'd done
wasn't a permanent fix.   It would last a few days, maybe more, and
then Sally would be back to where she had been.  What the hell was
that thing?
      
      	They left not long after that.  Ken had managed to get Eric and
Sally to agree to dinner at the mansion Tuesday night which was good
because  Ken wasn't sure that what he'd done would last too much
longer.  He needed to have a conversation with Lea about what had
happened.  They left Ken's X5 at the dealership and drove out in
Jane's new black M3 coup.
      
      	"Where to now Master?" she asked.
      
      	Just then the phone rang.  It was Ellen.
      
      	"Mr. Whitestone?"
      
      	"Ellen, how are you?"
      
      	"Fine, thank you.  Do have some free time today?"
      
     	"Sure.  What time?" he asked.
     
     	"Would like to meet for lunch again?" 
     
      	They made the arrangements and Ken gave Jane directions.   On
the way they discussed what had happened with Sally.  Jane could sense
that something was wrong with the woman, but not what.  It wasn't
until Ken began confining it that she'd been able to see the shadow. 
It had frightened and revolted her.  By the time they got to the
restaurant, they'd come to no conclusions about what had happened and
had to shelve the subject.  Ken hoped that Lea would be able to shed
some light on the topic.
      
      	Ellen and Kim were waiting for Ken and Jane at the restaurant. 
They were directed to a very private booth and introductions were made
all around.  Ellen and Kim were having a very hard time focusing.  Ken
and Jane were both starving for both food and energy so their bodies
were dumping pheromones in an effort to stimulate others around them. 
It had taken everything he had to wall off the shadow and more;
somehow he'd pulled on Jane's energy as well.  Fortunately Kim and
Ellen reacted to the pheromones by getting very aroused which caused
them to emit a lot of energy which he and Jane absorbed like dry
sponges.
      
      	Jane was pushing all of Ellen's Domme buttons and Kim, of
course, was responding to both her lover and Ken.  Kim was especially
vulnerable to the two dominants because Ellen had really laid into her
this morning.  Plus, she was still embarrassed from her conversation
with Ken earlier, and embarrassment was sexually exciting to her. 
She'd almost called him Master, for crying out loud, and that was
unacceptably unprofessional, which further confused the issue for the
woman.
      
      	Jane too was having an effect on Kim since she could imagine
herself tied in various positions with the woman.  She had no idea why
she thought Jane was a submissive, but she was sure of it.  So was
Ellen, who was wet in a matter of minutes while thinking of Jane being
whipped to orgasm with a single tail whip.  Kim currently had marks on
her ass from that very same whip.  Ellen knew that they'd have to stop
somewhere after this meeting so she could get some relief from Kim. 
Of course, her little subbie was just going to have to suffer until
tonight to get her own relief - most likely after another session with
the single tail.  They didn't talk business during  lunch - other than
Ellen making a quick call to the lawyer she wanted to introduce Ken
and Jane to.  After they'd eaten, Ellen and Kim made a visible effort
to concentrate on something other than the lust flowing through their
bodies.
      
      	"Mr. Whitestone..."
      
      	"Just Ken, Ellen," Ken interrupted.
      
      	"Ken.  I'm very sorry about the irregularities in the contract
for the house.  If you want, I can now give you a full explanation of
what happened, but it will take a while.  I can give you a summery in
just a few minutes though."  She paused, "I've also prepared a list of
names of finance people that you might find of use if you decide not
to retain our services."
      
      	That last had cost her, but she was doing what she thought was
right.
      
      	"Why don't you just give me a run down about what happened?" 
replied Ken, "We'll go into the details at another time."
      
      	"Actually, it was Kim who discovered the paperwork  -  mainly
because it was delivered to offices Friday.
      
      	"No one that I've talked to has ever heard of anything like
this before.  You see," she paused,  "the money that you paid for the
mansion went into some very strange sort of fund.  The short of it is
- you own the fund.  Convoluted doesn't come close to describing how
this works.  Essentially the money you paid for the mansion, you paid
to yourself.  Taxes have been taken care of from another source that
we haven't tracked down yet and your money is designated for estate
upkeep."
      
      	"Uh, yeah.  Run that by me again?"
      
      	Both Jane and Ken had a very bemused look on their faces.
      
      	"You paid yourselves," repeated Ellen.  "All the money you paid
for the estate was transferred back to you and put into a fund for
estate upkeep."
      
      	Ken and Jane sat in stunned silence.  "That's just a bit on the
odd side," remarked Ken.
      
      	"Odd doesn't cover it," Kim said.  "We can't actually discover
who set up the fund.  Not only that, but we no longer have any records
of who owned the estate.  They've somehow been wiped clean and you're
the only owner of record."
      
      	"Wait, how can that be?  Wouldn't there be a record of them
with the title company?" asked Jane.
      
      	"There's supposed to be.  But the information has all been
deleted.  Actually, it was marked as sealed, but we managed to get
Lenny to get a court order to break the seal.  Didn't help.  There's
nothing in the paperwork that mentions anyone's name."
      
      	"I wouldn't think that's possible in this day and age," Ken
commented.
      
      	They discussed the impossibilities, but no one had anything
else to add.  Finally, Ellen looked at her watch.
      
      	"Ken, I set up a meeting with Lenny for about a half hour from
now.  I hope that's OK," said Ellen.
      
      	"Yeah, that'll be fine.  And Ellen, I really don't have any
interest in finding anyone else to handle our finances."
      
      	Ellen and Kim insisted on picking up the tab and Ken and Jane
invited them over for dinner for Wednesday night.  They all left for
Lenny's office.
      
      	Lenny was a character, that was for sure.  He was a short,
thin, intense man who managed to give the impression of vast energy
without appearing nervous or brusque.  He was also flamingly gay.
      
      	This was certainly a new experience for Ken.  Lenny was
attracted to him, not Jane and Ken found the effect interesting.  
Although Ken was straight with absolutely no homosexual leanings, he
found Lenny's interest neither offensive nor arousing.  Lenny somehow
sensed this which, oddly, made him warm to Ken, on a personal, rather
than sexual, level.
      
      	Ken scanned Lenny looking for some conformation of Ellen and
Kim's high opinion of him.  He got an impression of the number of
cases the man had won and he appeared to have a mind boggling
knowledge of the law.  Maybe his knowledge wouldn't be very impressive
to another lawyer, but Ken didn't get that impression.
      
      	They discussed Lenny helping them dig out what the hell was
going on with the estate.  Once he realized that Ken was straight and
couldn't care less that he wasn't, Lenny warmed up even more,
elaborating on the work that he'd already done.  Ellen and Kim were
charging his time to their firm, since they were the ones that had
missed the oddness.
      
      	Ken didn't agree.  He had realized that there was no way anyone
could have known about this weirdness and forced Ellen and Kim to
agree to bill him.  He suspected that it would make their firm happy,
which would take pressure off them.
      
      	In the end, Lenny agreed to accept a retainer that would make
sure he was available in case Ken or any of his household needed his
services.
      
      	"Actually, there is something you could help us with," said
Ken.  He told him what he wanted.
      
      	"I'm pretty sure that I can set that up.  I'll let you know in
a day or so."
      
      	They shook hands and parted company.  By this time it was
getting close to rush hour and Jane was surprised that Ken asked her
to head into the city rather than toward home.
      
      	"Master, where are we going?"
      
      	Ken just flashed her a big grin.  "I found a place on the net
that has some things that I want to get.  So we're heading there. 
Don't worry, I'll give you directions."
      
      	"I see," she replied, "What sort of things?"
      
      	"You'll see," he said with a smile in his voice.  Then he began
to discuss what they should get for Ari for a present.  While they'd
been talking the other day, Ari'd mentioned that she was managing a
4.0 average at school.  Considering the level of classes she was
taking and the fact that she'd had to work the entire year, that was
pretty impressive.  Especially considering the upheavals in her life -
which would have shaken an adult, never mind a seventeen year old.  He
told Jane what he wanted to get Ari, and she agreed that it was an
excellent idea.
      
      	They arrived at a non-descript building in a not so great
neighborhood.  The sign said  simply "Gary's".  Ken felt the jump in
Jane's heart rate when they entered.  Almost the entire place was
devoted to BDSM furniture.  They had some toys - high end metal
restraints and things like that, but mostly they had a lot of
furniture.
      
      	Gary, the owner, was actually there.  He was a well built guy
with massive arms and thinning hair.  He had a pleasant tenor voice
and gave Jane a once over.  Jane immediately recognized he was a
serious Dom.    With two strong Doms in a room full of BDSM
accoutrements, she was actually starting to drip.  Naturally, all she
could think of was falling to her knees in front of them.
      
      	Ken looked at her, then looked at Gary.  "Gary, I'd like you to
meet my slave Jane."
      
      	A large grin spread over his face as he looked at the tall
woman.  "Very nice," he replied.
      
      	"Jane dear," said Ken, "Gary and I are going to be talking for
a while.  Why don't you make yourself more comfortable."
      
      	"Yes Master," Trembling, she knelt, back straight, knees
together.
      
      	Ken and Gary moved off a bit and Ken said, "I'm going to be
outfitting a private dungeon.  I'd like to see what you have to
offer."  He paused and looked back at Jane.  "Is there a possibility
that I might be able to try some of the pieces you have here on her? 
Just to see what she looks like in them, of course."
      
      	"Of course," replied Gary.  "This is my store, so I can do more
or less what I want.  No one under eighteen is allowed in.  In fact,
I've actually had a number of naked slaves wandering around the
store."
      
      	"Oh," said Ken, "so you won't mind if I have her remove her
clothes?"
      
      	"No way," chuckled Gary.  "Won't bother me a bit."
      
      	"Jane," said Ken loud enough for her to hear, "Take off your
clothes."
      
      	Without a word of protest, she removed her top, skirt and
shoes.  Gary whistled in appreciation.  The changes had continued in
Jane's body.  Her large breasts were very full and firm now  - no sag
at all, but they couldn't be mistaken for anything but completely
natural.  Not only that but her body looked tanned and toned.  The
only thing out of place, so to speak, was the stubble on her mons.
      
      	The men wandered the store while Ken looked at the furniture. 
Some of it Gary had in stock, some pieces were special order only. 
All of it was very high quality.
      
      	"Who does your work?" asked Ken.
      
      	"I do," said Gary.  "Well, most of it.  I have my own slave. 
She assists, but mainly does the fine jewelry work.  I work in either
wood or metal."
      
      	Ken found that he really liked Gary.  There was the odd
same-magnetic-pole feeling to his mind, but his thoughts were clean
and ordered.  His lust was pure as well, and from what Ken scanned, he
was the kind of Dom that Ken liked.  Very strict, but very loving.
      
      	Ken marked six pieces of furniture that he wanted - for a
start.  Plus he wanted two cages and several metal restraints.  Gary
had two of the pieces of bondage furniture in stock, the rest had to
be made.  He had both cages at the store as well.  Ken picked out
several metal restraints that he thought would look good on either
Jane or Ari.
      
      	"You mind if I try these on for size?" he asked.
      
      	"I assume you mean on your slave."
      
      	"Yup."
      
      	"Sure."
      
      	Jane knew something was up when they headed toward her with
several handfuls of metal.
      
      	The first thing they put her in was a straight bar that was
like set of stocks.  Her legs were locked wide apart and her wrists
were held between them, then the bar was folded over and bolted
closed.  It was a very nice set up - especially when she was on her
knees.
      
      	"Very nice," said Ken admiring the view of his slave's dripping
sex.  She was incredibly aroused.  No one had played hard with her in
a while and she missed it.  Ken picked up a knotted cat.  Like
everything else it was beautifully made and incredibly well balanced-
much better than anything he owned.
      
      	"I'm going to buy this," he said.  "Do you mind if I see if
Jane likes it?"
      
      	"Sure," grinned Gary.
      
      	Ken snapped a hard strike right between Jane's legs, the
knotted strands stinging her opened sex.  Several more strikes welted
her ass and back before he wind milled five quick hits between her
legs.
      
      	Jane started begging to cum.
      
      	"What do you think?" he asked Gary.

      	"I think that I have a number of other things that you might
like to try on her as well.  Ever play with a Tens unit or a violet
wand?"
      
      	Both were expensive toys that Ken had never had the opportunity
to play with.  He'd seen them used though. Jane found herself released
from the stocks - which were added to Ken's growing pile of stuff, and
strapped to a square frame.  It wasn't a normal frame though.  It was
very adjustable and allowed her to be stretched wide while remaining
upright.  Since only her wrists and ankles were held in nice leather
cuffs, her entire body was accessible.  The cuffs were adjusted and
she found herself pulled wide in all directions.
      
      	"You can actually fully suspend a slave in this, but I don't
recommend it.  Too easy to damage the wrists," commented Gary.
      
      	Ken nodded his agreement, but knew that it wouldn't damage
Jane.  Oh, it would still hurt like hell, but it wouldn't damage her -
at least not in a way she couldn't quickly heal.
      
      	He picked up several beautiful floggers and swung them
experimentally.  They were as nicely balanced as the cat and Jane,
tied in the frame, experienced them both.  She was moaning and
rotating her hips, silently begging to cum.  Ken and Gary continued to
discuss various pieces of furniture, completely ignoring the woman. 
They tried a metal mask on her, a few high end clamps, and Gary was
handed the flogger so that he could whip her back while Ken flogged
her front.  She was sweating and shaking, her pussy flowered
completely open while the men played with her body.
      
      	She was ignored, other than as a test bed for various toys.  In
fact, they treated her as just another toy which made the woman crazy
with lust.
      
      	Eventually, Gary broke out the violet want and began to show
Ken its various uses.  Naturally, those uses included stimulating
Jane's breasts and especially her nipple piercings.  Gary produced two
clever nipple stretchers and attached those behind the nipple bars. 
The little metal devices were very painful, pulling the nipples while
biting into the areolas.  Jane flew through out it all, her body
absorbing everything they did and asking for more.  Gary was very
impressed.
      
      	The wand produced extremely interesting results when applied to
the metal stretching Jane's nipples.  Ken felt the echo of pain as
fire seemed to spread through her breasts.  Jane immediately started
begging to cum again.  Again, she was ignored.
      
      	The men were kneeling between Jane's legs and Gary commented on
the size of her clit.
      
      	"Nice one for a piercing," he said.
      
      	"Yeah," replied Ken.  "It's something I'd like to do myself,
but I don't have the experience and I don't want it screwed up."
      
      	"I can teach you," replied Gary.  "I've got my certification
and I do a side business in a shop down town.  I've done a lot of
piercings, and never screwed one up."
      
      	Ken read from the man's mind that this was true.  He'd done a
large number of piercings - even clit piercings.  His own slave wore
many of his rings.  Gary was very proud of his work, and was extremely
precise, but had never offered to teach someone else.  However, he
liked Ken and he thought his slave was amazing.
      
      	Ken idly rubbed Jane's clit, causing her hips to jerk.  In
short order she was moaning and desperate for an orgasm.  Ken thought
it was time he let her but...
      
      	"Jane dear, I'll tell you what.  You can cum, if you can do it
from this," and he placed the end of the wand against her clit.
      
      	Jane immediately started begging for an orgasm, wanting to make
sure it was OK.  Pain and pleasure flared through her clit and all she
could think about was an orgasm.  Gary was well controlled, but Ken
could feel his need as well.
      
      	"Go ahead love," he said, "you've earned it."
      
      	Jane shrieked, her muscles taut and pulling against the frame -
which actually creaked.  Gary looked at it in alarm while watching the
woman in awe.  She came hard, her muscles outlined by her gleaming
skin as she shook the frame.  Ken left the wand on her clit for almost
a minute as orgasms shook her body.  The frame creaked again, causing
Gary some concern.  That thing was tube steel and shouldn't have any
trouble holding the woman.
      
      	Ken finally moved the wand away from his slave and he and Gary
quickly released her.  Ken picked her up and moved over to a couch
while Gary got her some water and a light blanket.  She smiled and
purred while Ken stroked her face and hair, her body energized from
all the lust she'd been creating in the men.  She could easily go on
for quite a while, but it was getting late.  However...
      
      	"Jane love," said Ken when Gary returned, "don't you think it
would be nice if you thanked Gary for letting us try out his toys?"
      
      	She was immediately on her knees in front of the man.  Her
hands were behind her back, her knees were spread and she looked
absolutely beautiful.
      
      	"Sir, my Master has given me permission to show you how much I
enjoyed your attentions.  How would you like me?"
      
      	Gary looked at Ken, then at Jane, then back at Ken.  "She gives
an excellent blow job," suggested Ken.
      
      	Gary looked down at the woman with lust.  He had his own slave
who was also very submissive and he knew she'd love to get into a
scene with these two.  He nodded his assent and Jane went to work.
      
      	His slave gave excellent blowjobs, but Jane was something else
all together.  Of course, Jane had the advantage of knowing exactly
what the man wanted.  It didn't take him long to orgasm.  He grabbed
her head, thrusting his long cock into her mouth.  She accepted it and
put her hands behind her back while he flooded her mouth with his cum.
      
      	Ken noticed the energy produced from him was different than he
got from a woman.  It was very intense, but only for a short time -
mimicking the male orgasm.  He'd been too occupied the other night
when Bill had cum to notice any differences.  Plus the male energy
tended to end up being absorbed by Jane and Ari.
      
      	"That," said Gary, "was very nice.  Thank you."
      
      	His thank you was to Ken, not Jane, which almost made Jane moan
with lust.  Goddess how she loved to be treated like a sex toy.  Ken
smiled too -- Gary knew exactly what Jane wanted.
      
      	They began to discuss the arrangements to get the furniture to
the house.  It was obvious that the stuff wouldn't fit in Jane's car. 
Gary offered to deliver it himself, tomorrow and free of charge, but
Ken insisted on paying the man for his time.  He got an estimate of
when the other pieces would be done, paid for what he'd bought, plus a
deposit for the special order items and they left.
      
      	Ken could feel the man's bemusement as they headed for the car.
 The frame that Jane had been in was, indeed, very slightly bent.  How
the hell had that happened?
      
      End Chapter 26

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