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Chapter 32

      	Ken made sure they took at least an hour in the back.  He told
Gary he wanted the cage Ari was in, plus a few other odds and ends
that caught his eye, like the clamps that he'd been shown earlier. 
They were exquisitely beautiful; all three were silver-winged dragons
with jeweled green eyes and gold inlay. The only difference between
them was that one was smaller with a slightly longer snout.  Small
chains extended from the belly of each one.

       	"I gotta tell you," said Gary, "Annette designed those things
and they're really intense."

       	"Oh?  Do tell," replied Ken.

       	"Here," said Gary, handing Ken one of them.  

 	He was surprised by its weight and how strong the spring was.

	"Look here," Gary continued, "see how rough the jaws are?  They could
actually pierce the skin if they were pulled on too hard.  And they're
designed like clover clamps -- pull on the chain and the jaws get
tighter.  This clamp," he said holding up the small one of the set,
"isn't as sharp or tight, but does the same thing.  It's made for a
clit.  See?  The top of the jaws is narrow enough that you could slide
it under the hood, and not only are the insides of the jaws a bit
rough, but the outsides are too.  That way, the inside of the hood is
irritated because the jaws are narrow enough to fit underneath."

      	"I'll take 'em," said Ken.  Jane would absolutely go wild over
these. Plus, there was no chance of doing real damage to her.  At
least damage that couldn't be easily healed.

      	Gary looked a little nervous.  "Well, they're not really mine
to sell.  Annette made them and then decided they were too extreme to
sell.  She loves nipple play, and they were a little too intense for
her, even without her rings in."

      	"Maybe," replied Ken. "But I can assure you that Jane would
absolutely go wild over them.  Plus, neither she nor I are novices. 
She'll let me know if it's too much."  He didn't mention that she
wouldn't have to, he'd know.   Just as he knew that at the moment,
Ari, if she could just get her hand a little closer to her clit, would
be able to get herself off in about ten seconds.

      	"Let's run it by Annette.  They are hers, even though she can't
use them."

      	"Sounds good," replied Ken.

      	First they boxed up all the stuff that Ken was buying, then
Gary showed him how to break down and re-assemble the small cross. 
When they finished, they headed out to the showroom.  Gary glanced
over at Arianwen, and it was clear to him that the girl was very close
to cumming.  She'd managed to move her hand so that one delicate
finger was just able to rub her clit.  He forced his attention away
from her and looked at Annette, whose forehead was beaded with sweat
as she watched the teen try and bring herself off. "Annette," he said,
"Ken wants to buy the dragon clamps you made."

      	Annette tore her gaze away from Ari and focused on Ken.  "Oh,
Master Ken, those things are really bad news.  I mean, I like how they
look, but they hurt too much for me to wear more than a few minutes. 
They're more for show than anything else."

      	"Maybe, but I'm willing to bet that Jane would go crazy over
them."

      	"Not unless she's a serious masochist.  Plus, they could really
hurt her if you left them on too long.  They'll cut into her skin --
at least the nipple clamps will," replied the woman.

 Ken could tell that she wanted to sell them -- she was proud of her
work and honestly, they presented too much of a challenge for her to
keep around.  Unknown to Gary, she'd tried to wear the things on
occasion.  But even without weights on the chains to tighten the jaws,
they were just too much.  Plus, he could tell she was really concerned
that someone would get hurt.

      	"Actually, now that you mention it, Jane *is* a serious
masochist.  Hell, even Ari would like these."

      	"No way she could handle those," said Annette automatically.

      	"Care for a wager?" he said in a quiet voice.  "I bet that
Arianwen can wear the nipple clamps for at least three minutes without
asking that they be removed.  If she can, then you sell them to me. 
If not, then I pay you a hundred dollars -- and you get your way with
Ari for a half hour."  He looked at Gary, "Sound good to you guys?"

      	Annette looked at the girl, her pale skin shining with sweat as
she writhed in the small confines of the cage.  A hundred bucks and a
half hour. She nodded and looked at Gary.  He grinned and nodded. 
They removed Ari from the cage.

      	"Ari love," said Ken, "I'd like to try these on you.  I think
Jane will like them too."

      	Ari stood there, her intense sexual excitement affecting them
all.  Ken and Gary's cocks were rock solid, as were Annette's nipples.
 Ken could easily detect Annette's scent.  A somehow deeper, muskier
combination of sweat and sex.

      	"Of course, Master," said Ari, spreading her legs wide and
putting her hands behind her back.

      	Ken slowly closed the jaws of one dragon over Ari's swollen,
pink nipple.  She groaned as pain sparked and flowed through her flat
chest.  The other dragon joined it and Ken gently let them go.  Her
breath hissed out as the points of the claws dug into her skin,
joining the sensations of the jaws on her nipples.  Annette had been
even more clever with their construction than he'd thought -- the
points of all the claws ended up resting on the breast the jaws were
clamped to.  And the points were quite sharp.

      	"How do they feel Ari?" asked Ken, more for Annette's and
Gary's benefit than his.  He knew how she was feeling.

      	"Oh my Goddess," she said, breathing deeply, "they are so
intense.  Oh Master, please, when are you going to pierce me?"

      	"Soon love, soon.  Why don't you do something with your
fingers?"

       Gary and Annette watched as one hand went right to a dragon. 
Rather than trying to remove it, Ari began to gently pull and twist. 
The jaws sunk deeper into her nipple, and she hissed with pain and
pleasure -- she really enjoyed nipple play.  Her other hand slid
between her bare pussy lips to play with the thick juices that were
oozing out of her tunnel.  Her actions affected everyone, pulling them
into her spiral of lust. Annette let out a faint moan.

     	Ari came, then came again, her body shaking as she sank to her
knees. She didn't stop playing with herself, and she gripped the tail
of one of the dragons and pulled hard, stretching her nipple over an
inch from her body.  A small drop of blood welled from the nipple as
Ari came yet a third time.

      	Three minutes seemed to go very quickly.  "OK Ari, you can stop
now," said Ken.  He released the dragons and removed them while Ari
doubled over for a second.

      	"Holy shit those things are intense," she said.  She was
looking down at the bright spots of blood on one nipple and the thin
lines of scratches on each breast from the claws.  "Jane will go nuts
over them."
     	
	Ken looked over and cocked an eyebrow at Gary and Annette.  Gary just
shook his head in disbelief while Annette looked very uncomfortable.
            
     	"How much do these cost?" asked Ken.

      	"They were two-hundred even, Sir," replied Annette sheepishly.

 	He looked at her sharply, as did Gary.  Two hundred?  Ken didn't
think so.  Just as jewelry, they'd be worth more than that.  The
silver, inlaid gold and what he suspected were real emeralds for eyes
should cost at least another two hundred, if not more.
      
     	"Annette," he said in his Master voice, "why do I have the
impression that you just lied to me?"

      	Annette turned a light shade of red, "Well, no one else can
really use them, so it doesn't seem fair to charge a lot of money for
them."

      	"Don't devalue your work.  Even if they couldn't be used, and I
assure you that won't be the case, they are beautiful works of art. 
What is the real price?"

      	Her color deepened and she looked at the counter.  "Master Ken,
it's all right, really.  Two hundred is fine."
      
     	Annette jumped and looked down as Ari touched her arm with her
hand.  Her senses swam as Ari's scent almost overwhelmed her.

      	"Annette," said Ari, lightly licking one bicep, "please don't
feel embarrassed by the cost.  They are so beautiful, you should be
compensated for your work.  Mmmm, and they felt soooo good.  My
nipples are still tingling."

      	Ari's small, pink tongue continued to lick Annette, sliding on
the inside of her bicep, then moving up to the juncture where her arm
met her torso.  Annette wasn't breathing very steadily now, but her
embarrassment was gone.  Ken could feel Ari's lust thicken as she
breathed in Annette's scent.

      	"Four ... three hundred was the original price," she said.

      	"Sold, " replied Ken.  He looked at Gary and said, "Since Ari
won the bet, do you think a reward is in order?"

      	Gary looked at the glazed eyes of his sub, then back to Ari,
who was sucking on the exposed skin of Annette's shoulder.  He made a
mental note not to make anymore bets with Ken when Arianwen was
involved.

      	"I think so," he said.

      	"Annette," said Ken, "did you ever make it to the bathroom?"

      	"No," came the woman's unsteady voice.

      	"Why don't you let Ari help you with that?"

      	Annette looked at her Master, who smiled his permission.  She
groped for Ari's hand and headed off to the bathroom.  They heard her
scream her orgasm a few minutes later.  Meanwhile, Ken and Gary
settled up for the new things Ken wanted, and Ken ensured that Annette
received the full four hundred for the jewelry.  Gary smiled and told
him he'd make sure she got it.

      	Ari was somewhat quiet on the ride home.  
      
     	"You okay?" asked Ken.

       "Yes, Master.  I'm still kinda worked up though.  Annette
really gets to me."

	"Do you know why?"

      	"I think so," replied the teen blushing.

      	Ken was silent and eventually Ari continued.  "She doesn't
shave.  I don't know why, but for some reason that gets me so, so
hot."

      	"I see.  Would you like to stop shaving?"

      	"Not really.  I will if you want.  Do you like that?"

      	"Not on all women.  On Annette, her shaved pussy contrasts with
her unshaven underarms in a way that's very erotic in kind of a primal
way.  It changes her scent, as well."

      	"Goddess, I noticed," said the teen, sinking down into the
seat.
      
     	"Have you heard from Sandy, Bill or Genie this week?"

      	" I heard from Sandy yesterday.  She wants to come by on
Friday, so I told her I'd mention it to you, which," she paused, "you
distracted me from doing yesterday.  Should I call her?"

      	"No, I'll take care of it.  We're having a play party tomorrow,
and I want to explain what that is to her.  Come to think of it," he
continued, "you've never been to a play party either, have you?"

      	Ari grinned.  "Not hardly.  Well, there was the other day, and
then that first time with you two.  But not with a bunch of people."

      	Ken thought for a minute.  He had an idea of how he wanted to
run things tomorrow night, but figured he'd discuss it with Eric,
first.

     	"How do you want to be treated tomorrow?" he asked her.

      	"What do you mean?"

      	"Well," explained Ken,  "I can leave you free to play with
anyone you want, or I can have you as my slave and use you or give you
away as I choose.  Am I right in assuming there won't be anyone there
you object to serving?"

      	"Completely, Master," returned the teen.  "If it's okay, I'd
like to be your slave."
      
    	 Ken grinned, "I'd like that."

      	Ari was quiet for a minute, then said, "Sir, I meant I'd like
to be your slave, the same way Jane is."  She rushed on and said, "I
know I'm not as well trained as she is but..."

      	"Ari..."

	"...I'm really trying to control myself and ..."

      	"Ari..."
      
      	"...I don't understand why, but serving as your slave just
makes me insane and..."

       "Ari!"

       She stopped. "Yes, Sir?"

       	"I'd love to have you as my slave."  He glanced over and saw
her whole face glowing with love and pride.  Lust too, but he felt
something inside her... change.  It was subtle, but very, very
powerful.  Ken suspected that he'd be talking to Lea tonight.

      	They arrived at the house and Ari insisted on carrying the
stuff up to the dungeon, as a slave should, she said.  He cautioned
her not to say anything about the Dragons and left her to it.  He
found Sally in the kitchen, nursing the baby.  She was naked and
looking well fucked.  Like all of them, he could already see signs of
changes in her body.  The slight belly she'd had was fading after only
two days, and it appeared the stretch marks were gone, not that
there'd been many of them to begin with.  Her breasts, still full of
milk, were looking firmer as well.

      	"Master Ken," she smiled, "How was your class?"  Then she
looked chagrined, as if she shouldn't have mentioned it.

     	"It was fine, Sally," he replied, "thanks for asking."

      	Sally was becoming attuned to his emotions, just like Jane and
Ari, so she could tell that he appreciated her asking and that it
didn't upset him.  She was happy he was getting over his fear.

      	"Master was hoping you'd have time to speak with him.  He's out
by the pool."

      "Okay," said Ken, and wandered out there.  Jane, he knew, was in
the entrance hall.  She had been since he'd gotten home, and her body
was in a raging state of need.  Apparently she'd been used pretty well
today by Eric and Sally, and was flying high.

      	"Ken," said Eric, "How'd it go today?"

      	"Good, good.  What's up?  Sally said you wanted to talk."

       "Yeah."  The big man sat up, and Ken marveled at his physique. 
Over six-three, Eric was very imposing.  His muscles bulged and
rippled under his skin, and Ken found himself wondering what the guy
could bench.  It was obvious that Eric worked very hard on himself,
and that turned out to be just what he wanted to talk about.

      	"I was wondering if it would be okay to set my weights up
somewhere.  I don't have a lot of them, but they do take up some
room."

      	Ken laughed and said, "Well, room doesn't seem to be a problem
here.  I have an idea, why don't we pick a room to set up as a small
gym?  You can advise me what equipment to get, and that way we could
all use it."

      	Ken didn't think that he needed to work out.  He was in the
best shape of his life at the moment, or at least he felt that way. 
He knew he was stronger and had more stamina and flexibility than
before.  Well, he wasn't quite as flexible as he'd been at his peak,
but that had been a long time ago.  Still, his muscles seemed raring
to go, and he started to wonder if regular workouts would further
enhance his health.  It seemed that everyone in the Circle was
stronger and more fit than they'd been before.  But what would happen
if he added to that by working out?  Would it make a difference?

      	"Hey you don't have to do that just for me," Eric said.

      	"Eric," said Ken,  "you and Sally are part of the family here. 
We'll do what we need to in order to make you comfortable.  Besides,
we need to keep in shape if we're going to be pleasing all these
slaves, now don't we?"

       They laughed, then Eric said, "Speaking of which, before we go
hunting around, you might want to find Jane.  She was in the entrance
hall, but I didn't expect you'd be home this late.  That must have
been some class."  He glanced at his watch, then said, "Actually, it's
been more than two hours, so I doubt she's still there."  He seemed a
little worried.  His orders to Jane had been to stay there as long as
she could, or until Ken came home.  He hadn't expected Ken to be home
so late from class.

      	"She's still there," replied Ken.  
      
     	Eric relaxed, "Oh, then you've seen her."

      	"Not yet," replied Ken.  "I'll head over there now.  Then I
want a quick shower, and afterwards we can look for a gym room."  He
heard Eric wondering how he'd know Jane was in the hall if he hadn't
seen her.  He gave an internal shrug of acceptance.  Who knew how
these people worked?

       	Ken walked into the hall.  His slave, well his other slave,
was kneeling on the cool, marble floor.  Her knees were spread wide,
and she had leaned forward, ass in the air, offering herself to
whoever came through the door.  Her arms were outstretched above her
head and resting on the floor, palms up, and the cat-o-nine-tails was
sitting across them.  Her dark hair fanned out above her, exposing her
entire back from the neck down.  Unlike Eric, he knew that she would
stay there until either he or Eric released her.  Or she passed out.

       	Apparently, Eric had had some fun with her.  Her entire back,
from neck to the base of her ass, and probably beyond, was covered
with small welts left by the knotted cat.  Her pussy was open, swollen
and wet, with a small puddle under it.  He could feel the ache in her
body, the burning in her flesh fighting with the cold of the marble
floor.  She hadn't moved in over an hour, and she didn't intend to.

        "Hello, slave," he said in a warm voice.

        "Hello, Master," she replied, her voice none too steady. 
Despite, or rather because of, her discomfort, she was ragingly horny.

        "How was your day?"

        "Frustrating, Master.  As you intended."

        "Yes, I did.  And it's going to continue to be frustrating
until some time tomorrow.  Then, your orgasms will be controlled by
who I give you to."

       	Her breath come out in a whoosh and she whispered, "Yes,
Master."
            
        "So, what did Master Eric do with you today?"

       	Ken could have taken it from her mind, and, in fact, did
follow along to get the emotions that went with her experiences, but
thought it would be more fun if she spoke out loud.

       	"Well, most of the day, he was gone.  Sally teased me quite a
bit;  she likes to play with my piercings.  And, she had me eat her." 
Jane blushed then said, "She also used my tongue to clean her after
she peed a few times."

       	Describing her use at Sally's hands made Jane's arousal grow. 
Interestingly, Ken could almost make out soft glow of energy emanating
from her skin.

       	"When Master Eric came home, we ate lunch around the pool. 
Sally is an excellent cook and even manages to make amazing
sandwiches.  She's also starting to realize how much food we all eat. 
Eventually, Master Eric fucked Sally, then whipped me while I knelt
and ate her to orgasm.  He wanted to make sure I'd gotten all his cum,
so I gave her several orgasms.  Finally, he brought me in here and
fucked me but didn't cum.  Then he whipped me again and left me for
you."

       	"Well, he left me a very nice present," said Ken.  He was
still horny from Ari's little show at the shop, and Jane's pussy was
sitting there just begging to be fucked.  So he did.

      	She groaned as his over-thick cock spread her delicate tissues.
 Sinking into her was amazing, her tightness and body heat incredible.
 She stayed in exactly the same position as he fucked her, despite the
strain on her body.  She could have cum, but managed to hold off.
      
        After cumming deep inside her, he stood, took the whip and
whipped her as Eric had.  Some of her welts started to ooze a bit of
blood, especially on her upper back and ass.  He'd never be able to do
this to someone who wasn't Circle without them spending a week or more
healing up.  Jane, he knew, could heal in hours, and he suspected with
his help it could be in minutes.  He also knew she would make no
attempt to do so.  He pulled her to a kneeling position by her hair. 
She immediately put her hands behind her back and arched her breasts
out.  Since they were so nicely displayed, her breasts got a strong
taste of the whip, as well.

       	He gently dropped the whip on the floor and left to go to the
kitchen.  On his way out, he said, "Clean up the mess you made on the
floor," there was a puddle of his cum and her juice under her cunt.
"Take the whip, go upstairs, and wait for me in the bathroom.  If Ari
is up there and has to pee, make sure you clean her up if she needs
it."  He paused. "Oh, and by the way, she's now my slave, just like
you are."

       	He felt happiness and love suffuse Jane and stopped to look at
her.

       	"That makes you happy, huh?"

       "Oh yes, Master.  Thank you so much."  He saw in her mind that
when he'd made Ari his slave, Jane had felt something too -- she just
hadn't been sure what it was.  He smiled and went in search of a light
snack.

        Ken made sure to tell Sally that they'd need dinner and snacks
for twelve people for tomorrow and to plan accordingly.
      
        "Not a problem, Sir," she said.  "If I use the other kitchen,
we could feed over a hundred and fifty with no problem.  With just
this kitchen, I could cook for twenty-five.  I'll have Eric go get
some food.  Do you have any preferences?"

        "Yes," replied Ken. "I like steak -- a good cut of steak. 
Other than that, use your discretion.  Oh yeah, some chocolate and
other snack food would be good, as well."

       	"Great," she said, "I'll let him know."

       	"Sally," said Ken, "I think you should go with him. Get off
the estate for a while and enjoy yourself."

      	Sally shifted uncomfortably, and he looked at her.  "Sally,
really, you'll be safe.  It won't do you any good to make a prisoner
of yourself in here."
     
       "Yes, Master Ken."  Sally was not happy.

      	"Sally," he said, "Don't go because you're obeying an order
from me.  Go because you have confidence in Lea and yourself."

      	She didn't say anything, and Ken walked out.   When he got to
the bedroom, Ari and Jane were in the bathroom, kissing.  They were
both, surprise, surprise, very aroused.
     
      	They broke the kiss, and Jane said, "Master told me I had to
clean you up."

        Ari grinned and spread her legs.  She held Jane's hair while
the older woman licked and sucked her pussy.  As she was approaching
an orgasm, Ken spoke.

       	"Ari," he said, "do you think it's fair that your sister slave
can't have an orgasm until at least tomorrow, but you can?"  That
comment increased the teen's lust even further.

        "No, Master," she said pulling Jane's face from her pussy,
panting.  Jane pouted, just a little from the loss of the slick flesh.

       	Ken smiled, "Why don't you join me in the shower?  Jane, stay
here.  Oh, and get us some towels."

       	Jane's mind was swirling down into subspace.  She lived for
treatment like this.  When they got out of the shower, Jane dried Ken
while Arianwen dried herself.  They went into the bedroom, and Ken
threw on a shirt and shorts.  Ari put on nothing, but Jane was given
something to wear.

        It was a heavy leather corset which left her breasts bare. 
However, there were straps that could be added to tightly compress the
base of each breast, and Ken used them.  When the corset was finally
tightened, Jane's waist was cut by four inches.  Breathing was a bit
of a challenge for her, but her sex was wetting her upper thighs.

      	They put her in a high, posture collar and attached a leash
with a heavy chain to her nipple bars.  Her wrists were crossed
between her shoulder blades and secured there by several leather
straps.  Ari slipped very high heels on Jane's feet, and she was lead
downstairs.  Ari was none too steady herself, as she had been close to
cumming when Ken had stopped her.  Helping to 'dress' Jane made her
nuts.

       	Dinner was pretty casual.  Sally had cooked them great food,
and they ate by the small pool.  Jane was fed bits from everyone's
plate, but due to the constriction of the corset, couldn't eat as much
as she normally would.  She was teased unmercifully though, and
somewhat unsteady on her feet by the time dinner was finished.  She
and Ari helped Sally clean up, while Ken and Eric went in search of a
good room for the gym.

        They found one that had evidently been used as an exercise
room.  There was an old exercise bike and some weights in it already,
but nothing that Eric would call usable.  Next, they went online, and
Eric showed Ken what he thought they should have. They called, and
delivery was set for Monday.  That hadn't been easy, especially
considering the amount of stuff Ken ordered, but the promise of a
little extra money for rush delivery did it.

	There were several types of rooms in the mansion that seemed to be
designated for a specific purpose, but each needed a bit of work.  The
dungeon had some modifications he'd like to add, and he'd found a room
that would be a perfect studio for his marshal arts training.  That
one already had a wood floor, but Ken wanted to add some mirrors and
get some mats, a heavy bag and some other equipment.

 	In addition to all that, there was the outside work to be done, like
grounds keeping and pool upkeep. Currently, there were people doing
those jobs, but it was a disruption when they came in, which so far
they'd only done once for the pool.  The lawn work had to be done more
frequently, and as he thought about it, he realized that he'd really
seen very little of his property.

        Ken sat down to make a list of things that were needed.  He
wanted several four-wheelers to get around on the grounds, a panel
van, a heavy-duty pickup truck and, Goddess forbid, a minivan.   Eric
and Sally had a small import, but he decided it'd be nice for them to
have something a little more substantial and more baby-friendly.  He
made a note to have Lenny to set up various insurance accounts for
everyone as well.  He realized there were tons of other details that
he still needed to handle to set up the household.

 	It was almost midnight when he pulled himself away from the
computer.  Jane entered the room and knelt at his feet.

      	"Will you be coming to bed soon Master?" she asked.

 	"Yeah," he said.  His slave was looking a little frazzled.  They
were pushing her a bit.  She'd spent time being used like this before,
but now it was a little different; she had to deal with not only her
own sexual excitement, but everyone else's as well.  The power that
Lea had given them could be frustrating when you weren't allowed to
cum.  She was throwing off energy like a torch.
	
 	Ken slid his fingers between her swollen lips.  They were slick and
dripping with her lube.  Thoroughly coating them, he then proceeded to
wipe them clean under her nose.  Jane groaned from her scent, strong
after all the excitement today.  Ken stood and kissed his High
Priestess, her arms once again bound behind her.  She was feeling
faint, since the corset that she'd been in for hours restricted her
breathing.  Ken grew hard from the taste of her kiss.  Grabbing her
leash, he pulled her upstairs by her swollen breasts.  They'd been
lightly constricted by the straps for hours, and they'd swollen so
much that the formerly snug straps now cut into the base of each
breast.
	
 	Ari was asleep, so Ken pulled Jane into one of the walk-in closets,
more a dressing room than closet, and slowly released her from her
bonds and the corset.  He didn't remove the cuffs from her wrists
though, and left them cuffed behind her -- but at the base of her
spine, rather than between her shoulders.  More cuffs went around her
ankles, then she was led to the foot of the bed.  Her ankles were
cuffed together, then attached to her wrist cuffs and pulled so they
were all touching.

 	"Good night, love," Ken whispered.

 	"Good night, Master," she returned.

End Chapter 32

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