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Chapter 42

      	Ken had a laptop positioned on the table out by the pool.  Bill
had set up two new tools on the system that Ken really loved.  The
first let Ken access the program controlling the Tens unit attached to
Jane from any computer in the house.  The second ran a graphical
representation of a person when the program ran; when the Tens unit
applied electricity to an area of (in this case) Jane's body, the
corresponding area on the graphic turned red.  Bill had done a nice
job.  Ken glanced over at the graphic which showed that only the left
nipple was turned red presently. He also loved how the program could
be set up to run completely random parameters with certain limits; Ken
only had to specify max power, max-time on and max-time off, and away
it went.  There were other adjustments, in case he wanted to
concentrate on a specific body part for instance, but he hadn't used
any of those this time.  He could feel the corresponding pulses of
lust from his bound slave.
       
       	It was dark out and many people had zoned out by now.  Ken was
reading by the pool (book lights were a wonderful invention).  Eric
was leaned back in a lounge and Sally had snuggled between his legs
and was resting against his huge chest while she nursed the baby.  Ken
could feel the small waves of contentment coming from Christine as she
sucked her mother's warm milk, and he could sense the low-level
pleasure that Sally experienced by feeding her daughter from her own
body.  How people could be offended by breast feeding, Ken thought,
was completely beyond him.  Eric, too, was relaxed and happy, very
content to have his wife and daughter in his arms.
       
       	As usual, it was Arianwen who changed the mood.  Ken felt the
sexual energy in the area increase and, when he looked up, he saw why.

	Arianwen was leading Sandy toward him.  He admired the rope work that
had been done on the taller woman.  Sandy's arms were folded behind
her back and held there with a nice Japanese rope tie.  More rope held
her arms to her sides and squeezed her 'B' cup breasts until they
bulged.  Nooses of hemp twine had been firmly attached to the base of
each dark, pink nipple.  Ken put aside his book as they approached.
       
       	"Master Ken," said Ari, "I was wondering if you'd be able to
help us."
       
       	Ken looked at Sandy.  The only distress the woman seemed to be
in was a serious need to cum.  Ari's work, he assumed.
       
       	"We made a little bet," said Ari by way of explanation.  "I
bet her that if she let me tie her up, I'd be able to tease her until
she begged to do a certain something.  If I failed, I'd try mountain
biking -- and I'd be her sex slave for twenty-four hours."
       
       	"I see," said Ken with a shrewd look on his face.
       
       	"Master!" exclaimed Ari. "I didn't cheat, I promise."
       
       	Ken accepted that, then said, "OK, so who won?"
       
       	"I did, of course," said Ari.
       
       	"You think so?"  he asked, his tone ambiguous.
       
       	"Yes, Sir," she frowned, wondering what she was missing.
       
       	He nodded.  "So, why are you here?"
       
       	Ari turned to Sandy, whose clit she'd been lightly fingering,
and said, "Do it."
       
       	Ken knew that the woman was blushing, even though he couldn't
see it in the dim light.
       
       	"Master Ken," she said, "Arianwen promised me an orgasm if
I..." She gasped as Ari slid two fingers into her.
       
       	"Don't worry, Sandy.  All you have to do is say nothing, and
you'll be able to make yourself cum.  Like in about an hour or so when
I let you go,"  Ari smirked.
       
       	"You are such a little wench," said Sandy, rotating her hips
in time to Ari's dancing fingers.  True to her word, Ken felt that Ari
was using none of her usual tricks on Sandy; she was finding ways to
control her sexual attraction just like the rest of them were. 
Gathering her courage, Sandy looked at Ken and said, "Master Ken,
Arianwen promised me an orgasm, guh ...you're so mean, Ari ... oh god,
don't stop ... if I offered to let you pee in my mouth."
       
       	"Are you sure you want me to do that?"
       
       	"Yes, Master Ken," gasped the woman.  Ari was really doing a
number on her -- which Ken saw was giving Sandy the courage to ask for
this.  Given what she'd gone through earlier, Ken was surprised that
Sandy would want this.  After all, she'd specified that only Arianwen
pee in her mouth, and she only swallowed because she'd been 'forced'. 
He hadn't thought she'd enjoyed that part of her experience that much.
 Apparently, Sandy was in a very submissive mood.

	Ken threw down a cushion for Sandy to kneel on.  Ari laid down
underneath her and pulled her hips down.  Sandy's breath hissed from
between her lips as the teen started sucking her.  Ken stepped forward
and offered Sandy his cock, which she eagerly opened her mouth to
accept.  Mindful that, despite swallowing Ari's piss once before, this
wasn't really Sandy's kink, he released a little bit into her mouth. 
She quickly swallowed and moaned as her orgasm started.  Ken let go
even more, and Sandy drank the slowly-released stream while cumming
like crazy on Arianwen's face.  Ari groaned as Sandy released her own
bladder, while Sandy had the novel experience of having an orgasm
while peeing.  Perhaps, Ken thought, it was her thing.
       
       	When the girls finished, and Ari started to lead Sandy away,
Ken called out, "Arianwen, sweetheart."
       
       	"Uh oh," said Ari.  She hurried to his side and knelt.
       
       	"You realize that, as a slave, you really shouldn't offer your
services to someone without your Master's permission?"
       
       	Ari looked down and said, "I'm sorry, Master."
       
       	"I think you should try biking with Sandy tomorrow.  And when
you get back, remind me that you should be punished."
       
       	"Yes, Master," said Ari.
       
       	"Now, go take care of Sandy.  I think those ropes might be a
little tight on her, now that she's cum."
       
       	Ari scurried back to Sandy's side and asked if she was OK. 
Sandy nodded, and they disappeared back upstairs.
       
       	It was almost eleven by the time Ken decided to head upstairs.
 Jane had been in the mummy bag for three hours.  She'd cum a number
of times, and was now deep into sub space.  It was probably time to
release her.  Ari arrived in the bedroom just as Ken turned off the
Tens unit.
       
       	"Where's Sandy?" he asked.
       
       	"She wanted to sleep with Bill and Genie," replied Ari, "and I
wanted to be here when you let Jane out."
       
       	He nodded.  "Please go and fill the tub with warm water."
       
       	"Sure," she said, wanting a bath herself.
       
       	Ken released Jane and removed all the attachments from her
rings.  She was pretty out of it, her pupils once again dilated like
she was drugged.  He fed her some water, then picked her up and
carried her into the bathroom, where the water in the tub was just
deep enough to support her.  Between Ari and Ken, they washed and
messaged her.  She was totally zoned out, sated in a way he'd rarely
seen.  In fact, the only other time he seen her like this was when Lea
had been involved with them.  They dried her, and Ken carried her to
the bed.  She was asleep immediately, and Ken and Arianwen soon joined
her.
       
       	Ari was gone and Jane still asleep when Ken got up the next
morning.  Sally was awake and in the kitchen.  Sandy was gone. Annette
was asleep, as were Kim and Ellen. Bill was in his lab, of all places,
and Gary was alone in the dungeon.  Ken threw on some shorts and went
to the dungeon.
       
       	"Morning, Gary," he said to the other man, who was looking
rather carefully at the gyno chair that Jane had been in yesterday.
      
      	"Morning, Ken," he replied straightening.  "How's Jane this
morning?"
      
      	"Still asleep," said Ken.  "She hates getting up early."
      
      	"I'm sure," he said.  "Especially after yesterday.  I don't
think I've ever seen anyone take that much during a scene -- at least
not at the level she did."
      
     	Ken could feel Gary's consternation, but it wasn't directed at
Jane, exactly.  It was directed at the chair.
     
     	"I might need to order you another one of these," he said.  "The
swing arms are bent, the straps stressed and the metal up here is all
dented."
     
     	"Oh?" said Ken, looking at it.  Jane, he realized, must have
really been gripping it hard during the intense orgasms she'd
experienced.  He knew they were all getting stronger, but Jane tended
to forget herself.  Understandable, he thought, when someone was
sliding a needle through your clit.
     
     	Gary was past the point of asking what the hell was going on
around here.  The sex was incredible, the people were awesome and, if
they healed inhumanly fast, well fine.  As he looked at the chair
though, he saw that he'd have to re-enforce some of the furniture that
he'd made for Ken.
     
     	"Annette came to me the other day and asked if it was OK if she
became a Pagan," Gary chuckled.  "At first, I wondered why she wanted
to join a motorcycle gang, but then realized that it was the religion
thing she'd been talking to Arianwen about."
     
     	"Does that upset you?" asked Ken.
     
     	"Nope.  I'm kinda flattered she asked my permission," he
replied.  "Like I said before, even though she's my slave, I don't own
her."
     
     	Ken was silent for a moment.  "Later this evening, but not too
late, we are holding a ritual to celebrate the summer solstice.  Do
you mind if I ask her if she'd like to celebrate with us?"
     
     	"Secret ritual, eh?" asked Gary.
     
     	"Not exactly.  But for the actual ritual, the tendency is to
invite people who practice the religion or who want to practice the
religion."
     
     	Gary nodded, understanding.  It interrupted the mood of a scene
or event if someone was just standing there, staring at you while you
were engaged in doing something.
     
     	"Like I said, I don't own Annette.  She's free to join in, if
she wants.  I can take off and come back later to get her."
     
     	"You don't have to leave," said Ken.  "After the actual ritual,
we'll relax and have food.  Good friends would be welcome."
     
     	Gary smiled and said, "Don't suppose that lady will be here?"
     
     	Ken returned his grin and said, "She's always here."
     
     	Gary rolled his eyes.
     
    	 Ken grinned wider.  "If she shows up, I have no idea how long
she'll stay."  Then he paused.  "I know you want to meet her, but
meeting Lea can... change a person."  And isn't that an
understatement, he thought.
     
     	"I'll take my chances," he replied. "Provided she sticks
around."

    	Arianwen came back with Sandy, looking a bit worse for wear.  She
had on shorts, a tank top and a lot of mud.  Ken grinned at her and
said, "How was your ride?"

    	Ari looked at him and replied, "Muddy."  She stopped for a
moment, then said, "It might have had something to do with the stream
Sandy insisted we ride through."  She turned and walked upstairs to
get washed.  Ari, Ken saw, was not a mountain biker.

    	He felt Jane wake briefly after Ari had come back downstairs,
then immediately fall back to sleep.  Ken wondered if it was a relief
for the women to not have to worry much about what they wore around
the house.  All the subs insisted on being naked.  Gee, Ken thought,
wasn't that a bummer!  He had just finished eating when he felt Jane
begin to wake again.  He piled a bunch of food on a tray, grabbed some
coffee and headed up to the bedroom.  Ari followed him with her own
plate of food.  Ken sat on the bed and lightly ran his fingers down
Jane's back.  There were very few marks from yesterday left, and
through his affinity with her, he could tell that her clit had fully
healed.  Ari's small hands joined Ken's in rubbing Jane's back, ass
and legs.
Jane slowly turned over and sighed as the rubbing hands continued
their efforts.  Ken removed a strawberry from the tray and fed it to
her.  An apple slice followed, then a peach slice -- which dripped
juice on her chin.  Ari made short work of that, moving in for a kiss
when the sweet juice was gone.
     
      	He was surprised to feel that Jane was slightly uncomfortable. 
Not physically, but emotionally.
      
      	"What's wrong, love?" he asked.
      
      	She smiled shyly and said, "Nothing, Master.  It's just that,
well, I should be serving you, and here you and Ari are feeding me."
      
      	Ken leaned down and kissed her.  "Jane, you *are* serving me. 
Are you trying to tell me that I can't feed my slave if I want?"
      
      	"Oh no, Master," she quickly replied.
      
      	"And if I want to pull on this," 'this' being a nipple bar,
which he pulled until the nipple was stretched into a cone, "I can do
that, too."
      
      	Jane gasped, and he felt desire begin to coil in her belly.  He
marveled at how easily she was aroused, still not used to it even
though he'd had ample experience with how all the Priestess reacted.
      
      	"Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice going husky.
      
      	Ken smiled and fed her more food.  Soon, Ken started playing
with Jane's clit ring, first with his fingers, then with his tongue. 
While he ate her, Arianwen decided that Jane needed more food.  She
pushed a banana into her pussy and moved both over Jane's mouth.  Jane
happily sucked the sticky fruit out of her sister slave, commenting on
how good a pussy-flavored banana tasted.  Ken got Jane close to orgasm
very quickly.  Apparently, the ring made a lot of difference and when
she finally did cum, her scream muffled by Ari's cunt, it was quite
intense.
      
      	They made love a while longer, Ken cumming once in each
Priestess, then they showered and went downstairs.
      
      	"Joan never showed up or called," commented Jane as they were
laying by the pool later that day.
      
      	"Yeah, I noticed.  I'll drop by her office tomorrow to make
sure everything's alright."
      
      	"Would it be alright if I did that, Master?" asked Jane, her
deep blue eyes radiating innocence and purity.
      
      	Ken thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, but go easy on her
love.  I think she's pretty lonely, and we don't want to drive her
away."
      
      	Jane just lay back and smiled, "Of course, Master."
      
      	Ken got the feeling that Joan was in for some trouble.

 
      	The day was pretty low key.  Ellen spent most of her day having
Kim and Genie serve her.  Aside from Gary and Annette playing in there
for a while, the dungeon was left pretty much unused.  Music drifted
out of the media room, and Bill was once again found in the lab with
Eric.  When Ken entered the room, there was a gutted robotic vacuum on
the table.  Lines of code were glowing on one monitor, while a white
box moving through a floor plan was on the other.
      
      	Ken studied the floor plan for a minute, then asked, "Bill,
were you going to load the floor plan into the robots?"
      
      	"Yup.  That way the communications load is reduced.  Each 'bot
will have an assigned area and not wander when it shouldn't," he
replied.
      
      	"I'd like you to make sure that, if the 'bot is tampered with
in any way, the memory is destroyed."
      
      	"'Scuse me?" asked the man as he wheeled around in his chair. 
Eric was nodding his head in agreement with Ken.
      
      	"Yeah," said Eric, "We'll make it so that any unauthorized
attempt to retrieve information from the 'bots will destroy the
information."  Then he snorted.  "Although, I'm no computer expert
mind you, but I'd guess the encryption he's come up with would make it
all but impossible anyway."
      
     	"Maybe, but what's the big deal if the floor plan's in the
bots?" asked Bill.
      
      	"Let's just say that I'd rather not have any more information
out there than necessary.  And the computer that runs the bot's should
be physically isolated from the Net."
      
      	"Oh," said Bill non-plussed.  "I was planning on putting them
on our intranet, which is connected to the internet, but everything's
firewalled off."
      
      	"I see.  Would you be able to make the intranet physically
isolated from the internet?"
      
      	"Yeah, I could do that -- with a bunch more machines.  I mean,
it's your dime, but the firewall's secure.  I wrote it myself," he
grinned.
      
      	"Well, as my instructor always said, 'There's always somebody
better.'" replied Ken.
      
      	"So you don't want the machines on the internet and intranet to
be connected at all?"
      
      	Ken thought for a moment, then asked, "Is there a real need?"
      
      	"It just means that we'd have to have two computers any place
we want to connect to both the household net and the internet," said
Bill.  "Let me give it some thought, though."
      
      	It was getting on toward evening by the time Ken bestirred
himself again.  Everyone had decided to stay at least for dinner and
Ken had spoken to Ellen, Kim and Sandy about the upcoming ritual. 
They decided to continue to relax and eat dinner when everyone else
did.
      
      	Ellen and Kim were quite interested in what was going on. 
They'd seen the pentacle that Ken, Jane and Ari wore and knew what it
was, but this was the first time Ken and mentioned anything about it.
      
      	The ritual itself was beautiful.  They welcomed the Goddess and
She joined them, making Annette and Genie's eyes go round with wonder
since they'd been sure the woman wasn't there a second ago.  The
circle in the Garden flared to life, a wall of sliver and green power
like glowing mist enclosing them all.  The scent of growing things and
Summer surrounded them.  Each person felt whatever it was they
associated with Summer: the scents, the heat on their skin, lazy days
and peace.  Honeyed mead was passed around, dark rich bread was shared
and Ken was presented with a major surprise just before the closing of
the ritual.
      
      	"Kenneth, my love, come to me," said Lea from the middle of the
circle.  Ken smiled and stepped into Her arms and was given another
kiss.  They had all kissed at the start of the ritual, and Ken had
been very amused to watch the looks on Genie and Annette's face when
they received their first kiss from Lea.
      
      	"Kenneth, two of my Priestess feel there is something that
needs be addressed.  They have asked me for a boon and I will grant it
-- if you agree."
      
      	"Lea," said Ken, "I can't imagine anything that you would agree
to give them that I would want to deny them."
      
      	Lea smiled, and Ken started to wonder what was going on.   The
Goddess had a tendency of finding ways to surprise him.
      
      	She held out Her hands and said, "Approach."
      
      	Arianwen and Jane both got up and knelt at Lea's sides, facing
Ken.  They were naked, as was everyone in the Circle, but they each
had a crown of flowers on their heads, which hadn't been there a
moment ago.  Ken was still in the dark with what this was all about.
      
      	"Is this still your wish?"  asked Lea.
      
      	Jane just nodded, a big smile on her face and tears in her
eyes.  Arianwen choked out a 'Yes'.
      
      	"Kenneth, these two women, your High Priestesses, have asked
that I present their request to you."  She paused, then smiled.  "They
are already bound to you through their service to me, but they are
bound by another thing as well: love for you.  Do you love these
women?"
      
      	"Of course," he said.  He was still wondering what was going
on.
      
      	"Will you take them," said Lea in a soft voice, "as your
wives?"
      
      	And then he understood.  They were bound to him as slaves and
as his High Priestesses.  It had never occurred to him that they'd
want to marry him as well -- mainly because society wouldn't allow
them all to marry.  Since he wouldn't want to marry one and not the
other, he had dismissed the thought and never brought it up.  Besides,
they hadn't said anything about it.
      
      	What constituted a marriage in this situation? he mused.  Ken
knew that they wouldn't stop having sex with other people.  Also, he
was coming to love Sally and Eric and knew Jane and Ari were, as well.
 But the bond that he felt with Jane and Arianwen was different. 
Apparently, they felt the same way and wanted to acknowledge it.  All
this flashed through his brain in seconds.
      
      	He reached out a hand to each of them and said, "It would honor
me beyond anything I could think of to accept these women as my
wives."
      
      	They rose to their feet, both of them with tears streaming down
their faces.  Ken had never felt happier in his life.
      
      	"Then we shall continue," said Lea.  All three of them looked
at Her.  "Arianwen and Jane, will you take Kenneth as your husband?"
      
      	"Oh yes," said Jane.
      
      	"Yes," said Arianwen firmly.
      
      	"You may kiss your wives," said Lea.
      
      	Ken did just that, marveling at how kissing each of the women,
despite how many times he'd done it, was more intense than he'd ever
remembered it.  They separated, and Jane and Ari got their surprise.
      
      	"There is more to do here." said Lea, her face alight with joy
and mischief. "Jane, will you take Arianwen as your wife?"
      
      	Jane looked very surprised -- apparently, she hadn't thought of
that.  Her smile grew even bigger.
      
      	"Yes."  she said firmly.
      
      	"And Arianwen," asked Lea of the shocked girl, "Will you take
Jane as your wife?"
      
      	"Yes," came her trembling voice.  She too had been unprepared
for Lea's surprise, apparently not considering that possibility any
more than Ken had.
      
      	The women kissed, and the rest of the Circle applauded, then
everyone met and congratulated them.  They finished closing the ritual
a short time later.
      
      	Very shortly after the circle was opened, everyone else at the
house found themselves in the Garden sharing bread, mead and other
drink.  Ken felt Gary's surprise when Annette knelt in front of him
with a goblet raised in her hands.  He looked at Ken, who motioned him
to drink, and when he did he found it was the purest water he'd ever
tasted.  Not the new water of Spring, still tinged with frost, but the
refreshing water of Summer that cools and invigorates while quenching
one's thirst.  She stood when he finished and went to get more.
      
      	Bill found himself the recipient of a naked, very emotional
Genie, who plastered herself to him, smothering him with kisses while
feeding him bread and mead.  Sally and Eric came from the kitchen,
Eric carrying two huge platters -- one piled with roast beef, chicken
and other food, and one with fruits and small cakes.  Sally wheeled a
cart with more pitchers of juice and carafes of coffee and tea.
      
      	Gary worked his way over to Ken and said, "Wow!  Are all your
rituals like this?"
      
      	Ken, having only done two, one of which was the gate opening,
was still able to truthfully respond with a negative.  Creating the
Gate had been nothing like this.
      
      	"It seems like something big happened," he commented.
      
      	"You could say that," responded Ken. "Arianwen and Jane had a
little something up their sleeve that I didn't know about."
      
      	"Oh?"
      
      	"Yup.  They got Lea to marry us."
      
      	"All three of you?  I didn't think that was legal."
      
      	"Gary, you know something about our beliefs.  If our...
Goddess, grants us marriage, then for my money, the government has
nothing to say about it."  He paused as Gary frowned with thought. 
"So Jane, Arianwen and I are now married."
      
      	"Huh," he grunted.  "That's pretty cool.  Maybe I should join
you guys after all."  He made a show of looking around, then said, "I
notice that this Lea person isn't here."
      
      	"Of course I am, Gary," came Lea's voice as she appeared,
standing slightly behind him.  Gary didn't see her just appear, and it
didn't phase Ken, who was used to it.  Gary was more than a little
startled, though.  He hadn't been looking at her when she appeared,
but he and Ken were kind of in their own little corner, and there was
no way for her to get where she was without him seeing her walk up. 
He'd been distracted for a second by the sight of a determined Jane,
Annette and Arianwen heading their way, but that was the only
direction Lea could have come from -- and she hadn't.
      
      	Annette, unlike Ken, was not used to someone just appearing out
of nowhere, and her steps faltered as she came toward them.  It looked
as if She had just stepped out of some shadows, but there were thick
hedges there which were not passable.  When Gary turned toward where
Annette was staring, he was presented with the most beautiful woman
he'd ever laid eyes on.
      
      	Ken knew the feelings the Lea could create in a human, and she
was certainly creating them in Gary.  His face flushed, and it looked
like he was having a hard time breathing.

      	"The mysteries of life run deeply in this one," said Lea to
Ken.  "But they are locked away, too."  She put a hand on Gary's
cheek.  He would have flinched, if he'd been able to move.
      
      	"Lea, don't hurt him," said Ken only partially joking.
      
      	"I won't," she returned, her gaze never leaving Gary's.  "He
has locked away that part of himself that should feel joy.  Joy of
Spring and Summer, joy of mystery.  Even much of the joy of creation
he should get from his work."  She smiled, and continued.  "But he has
not locked away Annette.  She who is his slave, heart and soul, can be
his guide."
      
      	She took Her hand away, and Gary was able to draw a breath.  He
shook his head, very confused by this woman who was in front of him.
      
      	"I am Lea," she said.
      
      	"Gary," he said, unnecessarily.
      
      	She smiled and said, "May I kiss you?"
      
      	That had to have been the oddest question he'd ever been asked
by a complete stranger.  All the same, he found he was very unwilling
to tell her no and just nodded.
      
      	Lea flowed into his arms, and it felt like he'd embraced Summer
Herself.  The heat of Summer passion flowed through him as Her lips
met his.  The kiss contained the sweet, musky taste of a woman's sex
after a walk in the heat, felt like plunging his hardness into her
wet, willing sex; it was salty, like the sweat of her passion as they
climaxed together.
      
      	Lea pulled away and smiling almost shyly said, "It was a
pleasure to meet you."  She was gone before he could recover.  Ken had
felt the effect Lea'd had on him.  Well, he thought, it wasn't like he
hadn't been warned.
      
      	Gary turned and almost tripped over Annette, who was at his
feet.  He pulled her from her knees and kissed her.  She quickly
succumbed to his passion, and they promptly disappeared into the
mansion.
      
     	 Ken smiled to himself as he put his arms around his wives.  Oh
yeah, asking to meet a Goddess could be very dangerous -- especially
if she grants your wish.
      
      End Chapter 42

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