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Chapter 41

      	Once it was clear that Jane was no longer able to stand, Ken
removed her hood.  Her pupils had expanded so widely that only a small
ring of deep blue was left.  She looked drugged.
      
      	Ken had Eric hold her up while he removed the dragon from her
clit.  She yelped, almost cumming again as the jaws were opened.  Her
clit, which normally barely protruded from under her sheath when she
was aroused, was sticking out over a half inch.  It was deep red,
swollen and looked very sore.  The jaws had not pierced her skin, but
there were some scratches on the organ.  Once the dragon was off her
clit, Gary pulled away the plates and Jane gingerly stretched out her
calves for the first time in hours.  They were cramped, but nothing
she couldn't deal with, especially as high as she was flying on the
whole experience.
      
      	She gasped as each dragon came off her nipples.  The teeth on
them were sharp enough to cut and there were several punctures on each
nipple that started oozing blood.  Ken vigorously rubbed each nipple
between his fingers, then had her lick her own blood off them.  She
groaned and wished he'd rub her clit -- just a little so she could
cum.
      
      	Jane was rapidly returning to normal and was surprised to find
that, rather than draining her, the experience had energized her. 
Sure, her muscles were tired, but as long as she didn't have to stand
on tiptoes, she'd be okay.  He felt her revise that opinion as they
lowered her hands.  Her shoulders and back throbbed from the strain
they'd been under.  Still, Ken made her crawl to the cage she'd spent
the morning in, and she once again found herself locked inside -- this
time with her arms behind her.
      
      	"Rest up, love.  After we eat, you'll find yourself in a whole
new position."
      
      	Jane just nodded and tried to get comfortable, resigning
herself to the fact that her orgasm just wasn't going to happen.  Ken
felt her energy slowly returning, and with it, her desires rose.  She
drank in the cramping of her muscles, the throbbing of the numerous
welts on her body, and the burning in her clit and nipples.  It was
hot, and her sweat stung the small cuts in her skin.  Anyone else
would have been very unhappy.  Jane was wishing for a helping hand and
permission to cum.
      
      	Everyone else went downstairs for some of the food that Sally
had prepared.  Ken fed Jane two bottles of water, letting her drink
her fill.
      
      	"I take it you're enjoying this," smiled Ken.
      
      	"You know I am, Master," she replied, her voice still husky
with lust.
      
      	"I'm glad," he smiled.  "The rest of the afternoon is likely to
be pretty harsh, as well."
      
      	She smiled, shyly, oddly enough, and nodded.  "Thank you,
Master.  I love you."
      
      	"And I love you, my Priestess," he replied.  Then he left her
to join everyone else.
      
      	He'd been downstairs for about a half hour when Sandy walked up
to him.
      
      	"Wow," she said. "That was insanely intense this morning."
      
      	"Yup," said Ken.  "She says she can't wait to see what I have
in store for her this afternoon."
      
      	Sandy was very aroused.  She'd had sex with Eric, Sally and
Arianwen this morning, but was feeling restless.  Currently, Ari was
kneeling at her feet, a leash attached to a chain that ran between her
nipple rings.  Ken sensed that Sandy wanted to ask something, but was
afraid.  When he read what it was, he smiled to himself.
      
      	"I could never got off on something like that," she offered in
a tone that indicated there was something that she would get off on. 
Ken played along.
      
      	"Oh?  Is there something that *would* ... get your attention,
so to speak?"
      
      	He'd never seen Sandy shy, aside from their first time together
when she'd been unsure of them.  She was acting shy now.
      
      	"Go ahead, Sandy," urged Arianwen.
      
      	"I'd," she swallowed, "I'd like to try being tied up," she
said.
      
      	Ken smiled, "I'm sure we can arrange that for you."
      
      	"Not what you did to Jane, or how you tie up Arianwen or
Annette or even Genie.  I don't think I'd like that," she said
quickly.  Ken saw what she was thinking and answered it.
      
      	"Sandy, everyone has a comfort zone --  doms and subs.  We all
work out what that is and stay within it, perhaps occasionally pushing
around the edges to see if anything's changed.  Before today, I'd
never done anything as intense as the scene with Jane, but now that I
know how much she enjoyed it, I got off on it too."  He paused, then
continued, "I wonder what you call someone who gets off on causing
pain to someone who gets off on it?"
      
      	"A sadist?" offered Sandy.
      
      	"No," replied Ken firmly.  "A sadist gets off on causing pain,
even if the person they're hurting isn't enjoying it."
      
      	"Oh," she said.
      
      	"C'mon, Sandy," chided Ari, "don't get sidetracked.  Tell him
the rest."
      
      	This time Sandy did blush, a deep red that showed through her
tan.
      
      	"Hey," said Ari, "If you can't say what you want, you might
never get it.  No one here's gonna make fun of what you want."
  
      	"It isn't that I just want to be tied up," Sandy said, her head
down.  "I want to be, um, fucked, um, hard at the same time."
      
      	"Sandy," said Ari with some exasperation in her voice.
      
      	"And, I want.... if it's okay and everything, I'd like it if
you could have..." the rest was too quiet to hear, although Ken knew
what it was.
      
      	"Arg!" said Arianwen, finally losing patience.  "She wants you
to put a ring gag in her mouth and have me pee in it."
      
      	The thought, Ken saw, really turned on Sandy, who could think
of no reason why it should.  Just thinking about several hard cocks
fucking her, one after another, while she struggled against the ropes,
made her knees weak.  And if there was some way that they could
actually force her to swallow Ari's pee, she was sure she'd shoot into
orbit.  Thing was, she wasn't sure she could make herself do it -- the
pee part, that is.
      
      	Ken knew of a way, though, and decided to use it.
      
      	"Sandy, as fantasies go, I think it's a fine one.  And I know
we can help you out.  When we go back upstairs, just say the word. "
      
      	Sandy was looking daggers at Arianwen, who, in turn, was giving
her a 'What did I say?' look.
      
      	"I'm going to remember that, Ari," said Sandy.
      
      	"Yes, Mistress," came Ari's submissive response.  It might have
had a better effect if she hadn't been grinning when she said it.
      
      	Sandy looked at Ken and said, "Just her, okay?  And no whips or
anything, right?"
      
      	"Fine," returned Ken.
      
      	"Um, maybe someone's hand on my butt -- but not too hard."
      
      	"You know the safe words, right?" he asked.  
      
      	She nodded.  She knew them because Ken repeated them at the
beginning of every party.  She just hadn't expected to use them
herself.  Sandy led Ari away, pulling rather harshly on the leash. 
The hard tugs to her rings caused Ari to moan with pleasure.

	A half hour later, Jane, after having been removed from the cage and
fed more water, found herself tied in a new position.
      
      	Gary and Ken used some of the rougher hemp rope to tightly bind
her upper body and waist.  Additional ropes were wrapped around her
breasts, causing them to bulge and begin to turn a dark red.  Gary
marveled that she could take all this and still be not only conscious,
but wildly aroused and asking for more.
      
      	Next, they suspended her hanging sideways, with her left leg
attached to the overhead beam and her right leg to a ring in the
floor.  The ropes were tightened until her legs were in a split, which
gave complete access to her cunt.  More rope attached from her head
harness, through those on her torso, to the upper beam and helped keep
her head in place.
      
      	Ken and Gary admired the sight before them.  With her legs
split so wide, her prominent clit, and the pink inner labia, were
completely unprotected.  Her breasts, which had no sag anyway, were
standing out from her body from the tight ropes.  There were red
streaks on her skin from where she'd bled earlier, but Gary saw she
wasn't bleeding anymore.  He frowned, noting that the cuts had mostly
already closed.  Ken took a short flogger and hung it from Jane's left
ankle, where it would be in easy reach for anyone who wanted to use
it.
      
      	"Well," said Ken, "she's open for business.  Price is ten
strokes from the flogger."
      
      	Everyone but Bill and Genie was in the dungeon now, and they
all looked at him.
      
      	"Don't worry," he said. "Jane's more than willing to accept the
ten strokes as the price of having one or more of her holes filled. 
Aren't you?"
      
      	She nodded, as best as she could.  She was wearing the bit gag
again.  Thick lubricant was sliding down her right leg, having oozed
out of her excited pussy.
      
      	Ellen stepped up first, with Kim in tow.
      
      	"Tsk, tsk," she said looking at Jane's slimy cunt.  "Kim, dear,
do something about that before I fuck her, will you?"
      
      	Ken interrupted before Kim could start and said, "Ellen, you
realize that you'll have to pay twenty for that since it's ten for
each person."
      
      	"Oh," said Ellen, as if she'd just thought of that.  "Well, I'm
sure Jane won't mind, will you, slave?"
      
      	"No, Mistress," came Jane's garbled reply.
      
      	"Especially since I'll be using this same flogger on Kim's ass
while she's preparing the hole I'll be fucking."
      
      	Kim gave Ellen a startled look.  Her own ass had welts and a
number of bruises, but she made no complaint.
      
      	While Kim licked and sucked the excess fluids from Jane's sex
-- not all together successfully, since Jane was producing more at a
prodigious rate -- her back and ass were whipped with the flogger.  It
had pretty wide blades, so it didn't welt her, but it really reddened
her skin, and she was sweating from the heat it raised on her body by
the time Ellen decided she was finished with her task.  Jane wasn't
very 'clean', but no one was complaining.  Ellen then dutifully
flogged Jane's open pussy with the flogger ten times.  Once again, Ken
stepped in after she reached ten.
      
      	"Ellen," he said, "your payment was a little light.  Try it
like this."
      
      	So saying, he added ten more hard strokes, mostly focusing on
Jane's pussy and mons.  Jane jerked and moaned with each one.
      
      	"There," he pronounced, "Much better."
      
      	Ellen grinned, then slid the thick strap-on she was wearing
into Jane's drooling cunt and began fucking her hard.  Jane responded
as expected: she came.  She came again as Ellen made another
'payment'.
      
       	Bill and Genie came up about the time that Sandy had finished
being tied to one of the bondage tables.  She was looking a little
nervous, but the stream of pussy juice she was producing showed her
excitement.  Ken whispered something in Arianwen's ear, and the girl
grinned and ran off.  While she was gone, Ken slid the ring gag into
the blonde's mouth and explained what was going on to everyone.
      
      	"Sandy," he said, "wants to give bondage a try.  She thought it
might be a little boring though, so she was hoping that any person
with a hard cock would help her out.  Fuck her as hard as you want,
but listen carefully for the safe words and remember she's a novice."
      
      	By this time, Arianwen had returned.  She had a bunch of
clothes neatly folded and placed in a big pan from the kitchen. 
Sandy's head was positioned on a narrow board which was designed for
use with head and throat straps.  Her head wasn't strapped down,
though.  Ken showed her the shallow glass pan with her clothes in it.
      
      	"These look like all you brought with you," he said.  There
wasn't much.  A single change of underwear, two t-shirts and a pair of
shorts.  Plus her biking clothes.  Sandy nodded, looking confused. 
"Good," he continued.  "Because I'm going to put this pan down here
under your head until we let you up."  Sandy still looked confused. 
Ken played with one of her nipples and ran fingers over her damp skin.
      
      	"When Ari has to pee, I'd try to swallow fast.  Otherwise, your
clothes are going to need a washer," he whispered.  Sandy's eyes
widened with understanding.  "If you miss any, I plan on keeping your
clothes until you have to leave, and I'm gonna guess you won't want to
wear them."
      
      	Sandy groaned, her stomach boiling with lust.  Ken had found a
way to complete her fantasy while still making it her choice.  If she
didn't swallow, her clothes would be covered with urine and, while she
rarely wore any clothing while she was at the mansion, she needed to
run a ride tomorrow and wouldn't have time to go home to change.
      
      	She felt a soft tongue begin to rim her.  Looking down, she
could just barely see that it was Genie.  She was using a finger to
lightly rub the helpless girl's clit. Ari then started to lick Sandy's
breasts.  Ari knew what Sandy liked and was whispering dirty things to
her while she played with the bound woman.
      
      	"Yum, you taste good, Sandy," she said, then sucked a nipple in
her mouth.  Ari's soft tongue moved over Sandy's bicep as one, then
two, of Genie's fingers entered Sandy's cunt.  Genie's tongue had
forced its way past her tight sphincter and was fucking in and out.
      
      	"Goddess, I love how you taste," whispered Ari, knowing by
Sandy's emotional responses exactly what to say and where to lick or
suck.  Arianwen continued to bathe Sandy's upper body with kisses and
licks, ensuring she thoroughly got the sensitive area under each arm. 
Sandy was going nuts and humping into the fingers rubbing her clit
when Bill entered her.  At first he just slid in and out, but Sandy
started asking for it harder.  He increased his pace.
      
      	"Uh, 'arder. 'Arder!" she begged, until he was slamming into
her.  Ari was twisting her nipples and running her tongue over Sandy's
lips.  Genie had wormed a finger into her asshole and was fucking a
counterpoint to Bill's thrusts.
      
      	"Mmmm," said Ari.  "Soon ... maybe while Master Ken is fucking
you, I'm going to straddle your face and make you eat me.  I've been
really wet for hours, and I can' t wait to feel your tongue."
      
      	Sandy was rapidly approaching a powerful climax.  She hit her
peak when Ari whispered, "Then, I'm going to piss in your mouth. 
You'll have to swallow all of it, too -- unless you want it all over
your clothes.  I've saved up a whole lot, just so you know."
      
      	Bam!  Sandy came in an explosive grunt, her cunt clenching on
Bill's cock and causing him to cum as well.
      
      	Ken watched the erotic play and was satisfied.  He wondered if
Bill had noticed that he was able to come three or four times a day
with very little recovery time.  And even when he couldn't cum, Ken
knew Bill would be able to get hard long enough to please Genie. 
Genie's sexual stamina had increased too.
      
      	From conversations with Lea, Ken knew that people who
worshipped Her would get certain benefits.  People who regularly had
sex with Her Circle would also get certain benefits, and sexual
stamina was one of them.  Gary was also discovering this, but unlike
Bill, he wondered why it was happening -- but only while he wasn't at
the mansion.
      
      	Oddities in sexual behavior at the mansion tended to be
overlooked, Ken had noticed, even though they'd be remembered and
thought about while not in Lea's domain.  Ken wondered why she didn't
block Gary's inquires about Ari and Jane's extraordinary healing
abilities.  Then he shrugged.  Watching Sandy get pounded by Eric, who
like the rest of the Circle knew exactly what she wanted, was more
interesting than pondering the labyrinthine workings of his Goddess.
      
      	Kim went to work after Eric was finished and even ended up
sharing the cum she sucked out of Sandy's pussy with Sandy by
dribbling it through the hole of the ring gag.  Ellen, meanwhile, took
her place between Sandy's legs and fucked her through another orgasm.
      
      	Ken walked over to Jane.  His slave was once again zoning out. 
Annette had removed her bit gag and had hooked one foot around a rope
suspending Jane.  Jane, if she shifted her head, was just able to suck
the woman's pussy.  Even though it was very uncomfortable for her,
especially with Gary tanning her ass and pussy with the flogger, she
did her best to make Annette cum.  Her best was apparently quite good,
since Annette was in the throes of multiple orgasms.  Jane came, too.
      
      	"She has got to be the most amazing slave I've ever seen in my
life," said Gary after he stepped away.
      
      	"She is that," said Ken fondly, while watching Annette kiss
away the cum she'd left on Jane's face.  "I think it's time to take
her down, though."  Then, in a louder voice he said, "Well slave? 
Have you had enough?  Shall I take you down now?"
      
      	"No, Master." 
      
      	Ken blinked at the firm tone in her voice.  
      
      	"Please," she said in a softer voice. "A little longer, Sir?"
      
      	Ken saw that she was unwilling to let go of this moment.  She'd
waited for what seemed all her life to experience play at this level.
      
      	Ken knelt at her head, smiling, "OK.  But I have plans for you
later, so not too much longer."
      
      	Ken began to wonder if even he grasped the full extent of
Jane's desires, and her apparent ability to experience them without
real injury.
      
      	Scanning the area, he saw that Bill had tied Genie to an
open-bottom chair and had positioned a vibrator on one of the stands
so that, if she strained enough, it just brushed her clit.  He'd also
used one of the thicker butt plugs in her ass and was experimentally
using a flicker whip on her breasts.  Genie was apparently enjoying
herself.  A lot.
      
      	Turning his attention to Sandy, he could see that she was
tiring and getting sore, but still enjoying herself.  Gary was taking
out the erection he'd developed while whipping Jane, and Sandy was
loving the pounding she was getting.  Ari was underneath them and,
when Ken bent down, he could see her tongue fucking Sandy's ass. 
Annette was between Ari's legs, fingering the teen and licking her
clit.  Lea, thought Ken, must be really enjoying herself.
      
      	Gary's body tightened and he came.  Sandy didn't, but she was
fairly close and groaned with disappointment until Ari's mouth closed
on her cunt.  Ari made her cum, but Ken saw that she did it in a way
that made it somewhat unsatisfying and in seconds had driven Sandy's
excitement right back up.  She stood, walked to Sandy's head and
gripped her hair, then slowly drooled Gary's load into Sandy's mouth. 
Sandy just moaned and swallowed.
      
      	Ken let her rest for a while.  He knew that it wouldn't be long
before she'd want to be released.
      
      	Finally, he stepped between her legs and slid his cock into her
soaked cunt.  She was quite a bit looser than she usually was; no
surprise, considering the number of times she'd been fucked.  Still,
he was very wide and stretched her a bit.  Since she was getting raw,
he used some of the copious energy he'd stored to heal her tissues. 
Not too much, since he discovered that she was getting off on the
feeling of having been fucked so many times.  She liked a little
soreness.  He and Arianwen worked her as a well-oiled team.  Ari had
Sandy licking her cunt, while Ken drilled Sandy with hard strokes. 
She came, but he didn't stop and began pushing her up to another peak.
 Ari was talking to her, asking her if she liked the taste of her hot,
juicy cunt.  Then she started teasing Sandy.
      
      	"It's almost time," Ari said.  "I don't know if I can hold it
too much longer."  Sandy groaned, knowing exactly what 'it' was.
      
     	 "Goddess, I'm so full.  Are you going to swallow it all for
me?" she asked.
      
      	Sandy grunted something that sounded affirmative.  Ken and Ari
knew it was from the surge of lust they felt.
      
      	"Here it comes, lover," said Ari, lifting her pussy just off
Sandy's mouth.  "I hope you're ready, because there's a lot of it."
      
      	Sandy came as the first stream of Ari's urine flowed into her
mouth.  She came the entire time, multiple orgasms rolling through
her, leaving her just enough awareness to continue to swallow the hot
fluid spraying into her mouth.  Her final peak arrived when Ari had
finished and quickly pulled the ring gag from her mouth.
      
      	Ken heard the teen tell Sandy to stop swallowing.  Sandy wasn't
really thinking so well, but did as she was told.  Once the ring gag
was out, Ari put her mouth on Sandy's, and they shared the last of
Ari's fluids.  Ken tensed and came, causing Sandy to have her last
orgasm.  She screamed into Ari's mouth; fortunately they'd swallowed
the last of Ari's piss, or Sandy would have choked.
      
      	They released the exhausted woman and put a blanket around her.
 Ken picked her up and carried her to a comfortable sofa, where they
fed her water and stroked her.  She actually fell asleep for a short
time.

	It was later than he'd thought when Ken looked at the clock.  He
sensed that Sally was in the kitchen downstairs, and guessed that she
was starting to make some food.  That was a good thing.  He left Sandy
with Ari and Annette, who'd just wandered over, and went to Jane.
      
      	Apparently Eric had fucked her again, as had Ellen.  Her ass
and inner thighs were deep red from the flogger.  Her pussy swollen
and flaming red.  Right now, even touching it made her jump with pain.
 But she absolutely loved it.  Loved how, after all this time, the
ropes had rubbed her skin raw, her tits were swollen and almost blue
from being tied so long.  Most of all, she loved how even the throb of
blood pulsing through her sex, and especially her clit, created flames
of agony that streaked through her sex.  She was on an almost constant
orgasmic high.

		When they let her down, Jane was put into a slightly different cage
this time.  This one was even smaller than the other one, but there
was a cutout for her head.  They carried it downstairs.  Once out by
the pool, they set her down.  It was still quite warm outside, and
several people were in the pool.
      
      	"Master," she said.  "Please, I need to pee."
      
      	This cage was small enough for him to move himself, so he
picked it up (he was surprised at how light it was) and moved her near
the shower.
      
      	"So pee," he said.
      
      	Jane had to stifle a scream as the acidic urine sprayed over
her raw skin.  There were cuts on her inner thighs, mons and ass, even
some on her labia, and the piss sprayed everywhere.  Apparently, she'd
had to go for a while.  He left her there, but didn't wash her off. 
She couldn't get an infection, so all that happened was the continual
sting of the liquid on her skin.  He'd never felt so much contentment
from her and shook his head amazed.
      
   	 	Dinner was excellent, and everyone was very hungry.  Jane wasn't
released from her cage, but Ken ensured she had enough to eat and
drink.  Sally helpfully offered her pussy at her husband's suggestion,
and Jane happily at that as well.
    
	Everyone, extra energy or no, was just too tired to do much after
dinner.  The Circle could have kept going, but were feeling pretty
mellow themselves.  Ken, however, had plans for Jane, who was carried
upstairs and released from her cage.  That didn't last long, though,
and she was tied to something that resembled a gynecological chair. 
Straps went around her body above and below her breasts, around her
thighs and feet, and her arms were cuffed over her head.  The steel
arms that her legs were attached to were adjusted to spread her very
wide.  Gary wheeled over a small table with a bunch of things on it
that Jane couldn't see.  She wasn't afraid, but wanted to know what
her Master had planned for her.
    
     	Ken picked up a very small tube from the cart, placed it over
Jane's still distended clit, then squeezed the hand pump connected to
the other end.  She jumped and moaned loudly as the sensitive organ
was pulled sharply into the inside.  She tried squirming as the
burning pain built, but couldn't move very far.  Ken removed the pump,
leaving close to an inch of her clitoris sucked into the tube.  Ken
knew it burned like hell, but wasn't actually enough pain to make her
orgasm.  It wouldn't have taken much more; perhaps a crop on her
bruised and welted breasts, or on her ass -- which was in much worse
condition.  But nope, she was left like that for close to ten minutes,
her ardor rising with every minute.  The rest of the Circle arrived
and stood around, talking about the events of the day.  Eventually,
everyone was up there and gathered around.
     
     	Ken released the tube, and Jane cried out, just a hair's breadth
from orgasm.   Nothing was done to help her over the edge.  Gary
pealed back her clit hood so that the distended organ was completely
exposed, and Ken applied the piercing forceps.
    
     	Jane still didn't know what was going to happen.  She figured
that she had been placed in the chair to service whoever wanted to use
her.  When the forceps closed around her clit, she thought that he had
only applied a clamp to her.  But her eyes widened when she saw the
needle in his hand.
     
     	"Ready?" he asked.
     
     	Her panting increased as she realized that her Master was going
to pierce her clit.  She nodded, her posture anticipating the searing
pain that she'd soon experience.
     
     	Ken sat, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the sharp needle
through his slave's most sensitive organ.  She shrieked loudly as the
most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced slammed into her body. 
Liquid fire poured through her abused sex, and her lower muscles
clenched, squirting a short stream of cum onto Ken's chest.
     
     	Ken left the needle where it was and took out the ring that Lea
had given him.  It was made of a white metal that looked like
platinum, and had the same designs as the ring on her finger had, but
they were inlaid in green and red.  It was amazing workmanship, and as
soon as he showed it to her, she smiled, knowing where it came from.
     
     	Gary wanted to see it, and Ken handed it to him.  He was amazed
by the workmanship, but even more amazed by its weight.  It felt
heavier than a piece of lead -- which it clearly was not.  Ken slid
the ring onto the piercing needle, then slowly pulled Jane's new
jewelry into position.  Her orgasm was almost as strong as the last
one, and she lay panting, finally almost exhausted.  Still, her ordeal
was not over.
     
     	"I guess it's time to give you a little rest, my love," said Ken
after giving her some water.
     
     	"I will serve you however you wish, Master," said Jane.  She
was, finally, tiring.
     
     	Eric walked over and laid a heavy peace of leather out on the
floor, and soon Jane found herself securely strapped inside a mummy
bag.  First, Ken inserted a wide metal probe deep in her pussy.  It
was held there with a split strap that avoided her new ring.  Next,
wires were attached to the plug, her ring and two to each bar in her
nipples.
     
     	"I don't know how restful you'll find this," he said grinning, 
"but have fun."
     
     	Each strap, and her gag, were tightened one more time, then the
bag was zipped up and carried to their bedroom.  Bill had already
moved the modified Tens unit and the laptop in there.  They swiftly
attached the wires, then started the program that he had created with
Bill's help.  This had always been a fantasy of his, but he'd never
had the equipment or expertise to carry it off.  Now, with Bill's
help, he had both.
     
     	The bag jerked as the first bits of current flowed through Jane.
 Pure lust radiated out of it, and Ken smiled as he and Eric headed
downstairs.
     
     End Chapter 41

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