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The Knights of St. Jillian. Part Ten by A. J. Deacon. 
 codes  T/F 10 teen boys/f  bd con rom

Copyright 2005 by A. J. Deacon. All rights reserved!
No portion of this story may be reproduced by any
means anywhere but here.  Please contact me for
permission to post or use anywhere else. Al J. Deacon 
deacon_al_j@yahoo. ca 
The story should not be read by anyone under the legal
age to read sexually explicit stories, or by anyone in
a location where it is illegal to read such stories. 

	
The Knights of Saint Jillian.....Part Ten 
	
	I was jolted to full wakefulness by the wonderful
aromas of breakfast. At first I began to dream about
the food. The sudden realization at I had never ever
smelled anything in my dreams, caused me to wake up.
John was standing next to the bed holding a tray, the
source of all the delicious aromas. 

	"Good morning babe. I was wondering how long it would
take you to wake up," he said with a grim. A quick
glance at the clock told me it was already ten-twenty.
He set the tray on a dresser, and helped me to sit up,
stuffing pillows behind my back. "I'm almost finished
setting up the computer in the study," he explained as
he bent down to kiss me. He retrieved the tray, swung
the legs down and set it across my lap. My master
reached down and firmly fondled my right breast.
"Enjoy," he said, then added, "Call me if you need
anything," as he left the bedroom. He came back about
a half hour later, just as I was finishing. He bent
down to kiss me and wiped the remains of the food off
my lips with his tongue. I still had some unswallowed
food in my mouth, and passed this to him during the
kiss. He took it and swallowed it. I was ordered to
the shower, the first time in seven days that I
showered by myself. He seemed to think that for some
reason I needed some privacy. I understood how
difficult it was for him not to watch me as I moved
about naked. He was showing extreme self control.

	When I was ready, I went into his study still naked.
He was doing something on the computer. I went down on
my hands and knees and crawled under the table.
Reaching up I undid his belt and the rest of the
things needed to free up his very erect penis. As per
the first and most important rule, I took him into my
mouth. It didn't take long before my mouth was flooded
with his semen, which I of course swallowed. He didn't
give me any instructions, so I continued to stimulate
him with my mouth. He didn't deflate in the slightest,
and I continued my worship of his manhood. It took him
considerably longer this time, and there wasn't as
much semen, but he did climax again. He had stopped
working on the computer by them was just sitting there
gazing at my face as my lips encircled his penis, and
it rhythmically disappeared into my mouth. I spent the
next hour and a half, kneeling under the table with
him in my mouth. I was instructed to keep him hard,
but not make him climax . During this time we carried
on a one sided conversation.

	Firstly, I was not going to be allowed to orgasm
until the knights came. This was intended to heighten
my arousal. I knew it would work. Secondly, both Don
Juan, and Sir Patrick would be here this afternoon.
They would be staying on for dinner with the family.
After dinner, we would have a meeting with Robert to
start working on the computer system for his law firm.
Both Don Juan, and Sir Patrick would be staying over
tonight. They would be our first guests. The our was
his usage. Ever since his parents had given him the
use of this suite, he had always referred to it as our
suite, just like the bed in the master bedroom was our
bed., in fact the master bedroom was referred to as
our room. He talked about a lot of things during this
time. He talked mostly about his love of astronomy,
and how his ambition was to discover some new and
wonderful thing about the universe. He felt that he
was very lucky, to be the second son. His older
brother bore the responsibility of carrying on the
family business. He on the other hand was free to
follow his own dreams. He hoped to become a professor
of astronomy at the local university, so he could do
research, as well as try to pass on his love for the
heavens to others.  Lastly he talked about us and our
children, living together with his parent here in this
haven. Harold had already expressed his preference for
city life. He had used some of the money that came to
him upon turning twenty-one, to buy the luxury condo
in one of the city towers. The condo was big enough to
raise a good size family in, so our kids would only be
seeing their Uncle Harold, and their cousins on
weekends and during holidays. I can't tell you how
much I wished his penis was in my vagina, instead of
my mouth, so he could start working on those children.

	Dressed in only a bathrobe, with my hands fastened
behind me, and the leash attached to the rings in my
pubic lips I was led through the halls to the exercise
room. For the first time ever, we actually passed two
of the house maids who had been cleaning one of the
rooms. Immediately I turned red from embarrassment.
Although I wasn't naked, by following the leash it was
easy to guess where it was attached. That and the fact
that I followed meekly behind, with my hands fastened
behind my back, marked me out as a slave. Not just a
slave, but a sex slave, whose body was available to
anybody this young master was willing to lend it to.
Something made me look back as we passed by them. The
look of disgust in the older woman's eyes, added to my
humiliation, and to my arousal. On the other hand, the
intense look of envy in the younger maid's eyes almost
made me come on the spot.

	Once inside the exercise room, my hands were released
and I made myself naked while my master unleashed me.
He put me through a series of exercises on the weight
machine, this time with a moderate  set of weights. He
explained what each exercise was supposed to do for my
body, and that the weight would be gradually increased
with time. After the weight exercises, it was time for
the treadmill. John sat on a stool and watched my
breasts bounce the whole time. A couple of times, I
was forced to scream when I momentarily lost my
concentration and fell behind enough to trigger the
tens machine. I came off the treadmill hot sweaty and
very aroused. I was then made to kneel and bending
over a bench, my master took me roughly from behind.
He used my body mercilessly, taking advantage of both
holes. He treated me the way he knew I enjoyed being
treated, when my submissive nature took over my
emotions. I was still not given permission to orgasm,
and it was all I could do to keep from coming as he
exploded in my rectum  

	It was almost time for the knights to arrive when we
got back to our suite. I was unfettered, and told to
go quickly and clean out my rectum. I did as ordered
and then rushed back to kneel between my masters legs
and obeyed the first and most important rule.  While
we were out of the suite, the household staff had
again laid out an adequate luncheon buffet in the bay
window area. John was sitting by the table,
occasionally putting a titbit in his mouth, while
constantly putting his penis in my mouth. When John
saw the car pull up, he stood up and I put his penis
away and zipped him up. He fastened my hands behind my
back, attached the leash to the rings through my pubic
lips and led me out. I was kneeling in my usual place,
in my usual pose when my master opened the door for
our guests. I won't bore you with the details of the
afternoon's activities. Suffice it to say that
everybody was satisfied and sated.

	John, Don Juan, and Sir Patrick wore their knights
uniform when we went to the dining room for dinner. I
was wearing one of my lounging outfits that cleverly
covered enough of everything to be considered decent,
yet because of the way they were constructed, any one
of my masters had easy access to any part of my body
they desired. Dinner was a pleasant affair with a wide
ranging conversation. Since Robert and Hillory had a
strict rule about never discussing their work at the
dinner table, we didn't discuss the new computer
project I was to work on until later. Once dessert was
finished, Robert, Don Juan, Sir Patrick, and I went to
Robert's study, John was to accompany his mother on a
trip to town.  There was an outdoor symphony concert
this evening in the town square.

	We had a very productive meeting. Robert went over
all aspects of how cases were handled and billed, He
went over several weeks of a typical diary and
explained each entry and how it was used to determine
the charge to the client. Since a lot of personal
information was to be stored on each lawyer's lap top
computer, we discussed security issues. What would
happen if one was stolen? And so on. Don Juan, and Sir
Patrick filled me in on the advances to the
technology, especially in the area of wireless
communication. Again concerns were raised about
privacy issues. We all agreed that could be handled
easily by use of sophisticated encryption. I took
copious notes all through the meeting. Several ideas
were already forming in my head, and I made notes on
them too.

	The four of us were in the family room watching
television when John and Hillory returned. I was sort
of sitting on the couch, with a knight on either side
of me. There was a lot of body contact, but no out and
out petting. I was sipping from a glass of white wine,
while the two boys had a cola. Robert had a class
beside him, but I had no idea what was in it.  John
went to the bar and returned with a class of wine for
Hillory, and a cola for himself. He sat on the floor,
with his back against the couch, right between my
legs. He placed a leg over each shoulder and sat there
hugging my legs against his neck for the rest of the
evening. When I stifled a yawn at about eleven o'clock
Don Juan suggested that maybe we should go to bed
soon. As soon as the current program ended, we said
good night to Robert and Hillory and headed for our
suite.

	Once inside the door I stripped naked and kowtowed at
my masters' feet. I was told to go and prepare myself
for bed. Since I was already on my knees I crawled on
my hands and knees. The three boys were impressed by
my submissive attitude, and my body. I heard them
comment on both as I exited the room. Having a woman
who they considered to be almost too beautiful,
demonstrate that she was their property and was happy
to preform any act necessary to bring them the
ultimate pleasure, was really turning them on. Every
one of them had already had me in every way they could
think of many times during the past week. None of the
knights had missed more than two days in a row. It had
always been the same for them every time they came
here. If they could put a fantasy into words, their
slave was eager to preform it and then some. Every
time they left here they were so sated that they
didn't even get an erection once, in the time they
were away. Several of the boys admitted that they had
put away their favourite masturbatory images. Ever
since the first time with me in person, these images
no longer aroused them enough to achieve an erection.
While they had each sworn to forsake all other
females, they have since discovered that an afternoon
of sex with their slave was enough to keep them
satisfied for days.

	My master found me in the bathroom just as I was
finishing my teeth. He did his own preparations, and
when I finished mine, I started undressing him. When
we were both ready for bed, he ordered me on my back,
and took me quickly and roughly, alternating between
my two holes. He ordered me not to orgasm, and came
before I did. He got off me and ordered me to the
floor on my knees. I removed his condom and cleaned
his penis off with my mouth. I was ordered to stand
again  and we shared a kiss. My hands were fastened
behind my back. My leash was attached to the rings
through my pubic lips, and the other end thrown over
my shoulder. I was then commanded to go and spend the
rest of the night with our guests. This was the first
time since I became their slave, that any of the
knights had use of my body without John being present.
It was several hours before the two boys, each in
their prime, were satisfied enough so that we could go
to sleep. 
	
	I awoke as I reached a tremendous orgasm that left me
breathless for several minutes.  I reached down
between my legs and pulled with all my might to bring
my master up to me. As we shared a kiss, I tasted
myself on his mouth, and I realized how he had given
me this orgasm. I pressed his head to my bosom as
tightly as I could and just held on to him for the
time needed to regain my senses. I asked what I could
do for him, and he declined.

	"Before you came into my life, I used to masturbate
three or four times a day. For the last two years it
has been to your image. You have been my fantasy all
this time. I was satisfied with getting relief four
times a day. I'm afraid that for the last week I've
been making a pig of myself, Twelve or more climaxes a
day is a little too much for any man, even if I say so
myself. I've been justifying my actions by saying that
I was doing it because you needed to come that often.
Well as it turns out you don't really need to come all
that often. You don't even think about sex, if you
keep busy. Also there are many different ways to give
you an orgasm that doesn't include intercourse. I know
that when ever I feel like having sex with you, you
will be ready and willing to please me in any way I
desire. I've decided that if I wait to have sex with
you until it's because I really want it, and not just
because it's there, I'll enjoy it a lot more. Don't
worry, I don't intend to leave you in want. I'll keep
my promise. You'll never have to beg for an orgasm.
Unless I'm holding you off to build your arousal that
is." 

	I was amazed. I could feel that he had an erection.
His body wanted to have sex with me. I was here, naked
and more than willing to give him any sort of pleasure
he wanted. "Are you alright, master," I asked? I was
concerned about this change in my master. He assured
me that everything was OK, and then added that in a
few weeks he would be going back to school, The
opportunities for sex were going to be greatly
reduced. He'd better start getting used to it. His
tremendous ability for self discipline never surprised
me again. It was at that moment I realized for certain
that John can accomplish anything he puts his mind to.

	I asked him what happened to Sir Patrick and Don
Juan. They had decided to let me sleep in, because I
was up so late last night. The two knights, needed to
get transportation back to the city with Hillory and
Robert, so they joined them for breakfast, and left
with them. After he helped me to sit up, he placed a
breakfast tray over my lap and left me alone to enjoy
it. When he returned about a half hour later, I was
just finishing the last of the coffee. He took the
tray from over my lap, and when he returned he held a
package out to me. It turned out to be a plastic store
bag, from the one of the drug stores in town. I opened
it to find a package of tampons, a douche, and three
months' supply of birth control pills.

	"Your period isn't due until the middle of next
week," John said, "but mom thinks it might come early
because you've been off the pill for a week now, and
also because of the emotional upheaval you've been
through." This young man knew more about my bodily
functions than I did. "It's just after nine-thirty. I
think we'll go and do your exercises, first thing.
After that you're free to work on your computer
project for the rest of the day. There won't be any
knights visiting this afternoon, because of the party
tonight."

	I was allowed to visit the bathroom. Then with the
leash attached to my pubic lips, and wearing only a
loosely tied bathrobe, I was led through the house
with my hands tied behind my back.  To my
embarrassment today we passed a group of the household
staff. The two men were carrying a solid looking
wooden table, and hardly seemed to notice me. The
maid, the same one as yesterday, was pushing a desk
chair. She stopped and looked at me as we passed. We
made eye contact and our eyes locked on to each other.
I could definitely see the envy in her. She was trying
hard to suppress the lust, but it was also showing
through. Somehow I got an uneasy feeling when I
realised that the lust was for me, and not for my
master.

	I did my exercises, and we returned to our suite.
Once inside I dropped the bath robe and threw myself
naked at his feet and begged him to have sex with me.
I could see that he was very aroused. He'd been
watching my naked body moving for over half an hour,
and he hadn't had a climax since last night. I was
aroused, yes, but I also felt that I was neglecting my
duty, especially the first and most important rule. He
made me kneel on the floor with my head and shoulders
resting on the seat of the couch. He took me from
behind, roughly, using both my holes. He slapped my
ass, and pulled on all of my rings. I orgasmed three
times before he finally exploded in my rectum.  When
we caught our breaths, we showered together. When he
finished drying and brushing my hair, he picked out a
lounging outfit for me to wear.

	When we entered the study, I noticed that the table
the men were carrying earlier was now in the study, so
was the office chair, and another bookcase. One of the
file cabinets was moved beside the table. "That's for
your computer," John said. "You'll quickly find that
my computer is totally inadequate for the work you're
going to be doing. I'll take you shopping for a new
one tomorrow. Sir Patrick will be with us to help you
with the new technology. In the mean time you can make
do with my computer.  Have fun," he said before
kissing me. "I'll come for you in time for lunch."
John said before he left.

	He was right. This computer's hard drive was so full
of files that there was little room left for anything
more It was already five years old and even I realized
that it was getting obsolete, and that's by the
standards of two years ago. I used a word processing
program to first make a list of the features that my
new computer will have to have. After that I started
to transcribe my notes from the meeting with Robert. I
realized that I would also need a lap top for future
meetings. As promised, John returned for me at almost
exactly twelve o'clock

	We had lunch on the balcony, off the breakfast nook.
It directly over looked the glass roof of the swimming
pool. It was a beautiful day and the view down the
valley was magnificent. Due to a local inversion, the
city was lost in a brownish yellowish smog. Lunch
consisted of a seafood salad, and fresh fruit. I was
served a glass of wine, and John drank iced tea. We
talked mostly about the different landmarks visible
from our location. The nearest town, where John's
school is located was on the plain on the other side
of the house. The property the house was located on
was part of an escarpment. It was the highest point of
land for a fair distance. The land to the west sloped
down to the ocean. The land to the east was a vast
plain. It was prime agriculture land. The moist air
blowing in off the ocean, cooled as it was forced to
gain altitude. The moisture condensed out into clouds,
and fell as beneficial rain over the fields to the
east. Further east, of course, the real mountains
rose, and claimed the last remaining moisture from the
air on their westward slopes. As a result the land to
the east of the mountains was dessert.

	When we returned to the study, I showed John my list
of requirement for my computer. I was concerned about
the cost of all this. I didn't know what sort of
budget was involved. John told me that his father
didn't set a limit. If I felt I needed it, then I was
to get it. He reminded me that I was not to concern
myself about money any more. The financial people in
Robert's legal firm were looking after my money.
Robert was prepared to advance the funds necessary
until the income from my software company started to
come in. He left me to carry on with my work until it
was time to get dressed for the party.

	The underwear he selected for me to wear was in a
word, scandalous. The white corset squeezed my waist
and accentuated my behind. It also raised my breasts
and offered them for pleasure. After I put on the red
nylons, John placed a pair of black patent leather
shoes on the floor and I stepped into them. I thought
that was all I was to wear, because my master told me
to see to my make up. When that was finished, he
fastened the knight's necklace around my neck, and I
thought we were ready to go. John then reached into
the closet and handed me the rest of my clothes. They
covered me a little more, but not much. I wore a red
silk blouse, that was so sheer, I might as well have
been topless, and a tiny little black leather skirt,
that I felt didn't even completely cover my ass. A
quick look in the full length mirror, told me that it
did in fact cover me up properly. The clothes also
made me look very sexy, and a whole lot younger. John
wore the uniform of the knights.

	Just as we were ready to go, there was a light
wrapping at the door to the suite.  Hillory and Robert
had stopped by on their way to the pool, where the
party was to be held. This was their first visit to
our suite, and they wanted to see how we had decorated
the rooms. It was a very short visit. I guess Hillory
was satisfied by our style of living. Especially our
bedroom, which if I say so myself was as neat as a
pin. John's parents left the suite satisfied, and went
to await our guests by the swimming pool. John and I
were left to welcome them as they arrived.

	We greeted the first car load in the usual place,
except this time I wasn't kneeling naked and leashed.
Each boy  crushed my body against his, and his free
hand reached down to caresses my behind under my short
skirt, as we shared a passionate kiss that left me
breathless and well on my way to arousal. Once the
preliminaries were over, I was sent to escort this
group to the pool, and then return for the next group.
As we walked I was flanked by two knights, and I felt
a hand on each of my naked cheeks. I also knew that my
skirt was raised up at the back, giving a good view to
the boy walking behind. I turned the first three
guests over to Robert and Hillory, and hurried back to
the entry hall.  The greeting ritual was repeated two
more times. The only difference was that on the third
trip, my master accompanied us to the pool, and he too
enjoyed the view of my naked behind being caressed by
two hands,

	After a brief period of socializing, Robert asked us
to take our place at the dinner table. A table had
been set up in a squared off U shape. Five places were
set along the bottom of the U, and four places were
set along the outside of each leg. The center of the U
was left open to make serving easier, and to
facilitate conversation. John escorted me to my place,
which was at the very center of things. John sat on my
right, and Don Juan sat on my left. Two other knights
sat beyond the three of us on our section of the
table. Robert and Hillory each took the place at the
far end of each leg, and the rest of the knights
filled the other seats. 

	We stood for a moment with bowed heads while Sir
Patrick led us in the grace, then John and Dom Juan
moved my chair as I sat. Sir Arjan, who was sitting
next to Hillory, looked after her chair as she sat.
John stood up to say a few words of welcome to his
guests. I received a polite round of applause, when I
thanked the knight for all the work they had done to
discover my identity and location, which made my
rescue possible. I also got a good laugh when I
thanked them for all the effort they were making to
help me in my deprogramming and rehabilitation. After
order was restored, Hillory picked up a little silver
bell, and signalled to the staff that they could start
to serve dinner. What little talk there was during
dinner, was mostly about the up coming school year and
the round of martial arts competitions the was to
begin shortly after.

	Dessert was served, and while we enjoyed it, Robert
made his speech. There were several moments of stunned
silence when he explained about the scholarship that
each of them would be receiving. He made it quite
clear that it was good for any university anywhere in
the world, and that it also included all living
expenses, travel costs, and an allowance. They would
not have to worry about finding jobs to help support
themselves. He concluded by saying that the foundation
was making it possible for them to achieve the highest
level that they were capable of. In other words the
scholarship was not limited to only a bachelor degree.
The foundation would continue to support them right up
to the doctorate level if they were capable of it.

	I guess Don Juan was the fastest thinker, because he
was the first one to stand up, on behalf of all the
knights, and thank, Robert and Hillory and the
Foundation for this most generous gift. After he sat
down and the applause had died down, he wondered out
loud if the financial weight of the Kingsly Foundation
was enough to get a boy from a ghetto school into MIT,
no matter how exceptional his grades were. When I
asked him what he meant, he explained that the best
universities, routinely ignored applications from
students who went to ghetto high schools like his. His
argument was supported by several of the other boys
who also came from similar backgrounds.

	Robert said that he was very confident that any of
the knights would be accepted at any institution they
chose, since a letter from the foundation would
accompany the application.  Most of the knights
doubted that even a personal visit by Robert himself 
would get then accepted.  They felt that even a
perfect score on the entrance exams would be
discounted. There were only four of the knights that
actually felt that their chances would be hampered
because of the school they attended, but most of the
other knights agreed with them. The solution seemed
simple to me.

	"Please sir," I asked Robert, "How much would it cost
to attend John's school as a live in student?"

	"About eighteen thousand a year, but that would also
include books and uniforms and sundry fees." Robert
answered.

	"Is that all?" I was surprised it wasn't much more.
"I would be proud to sponsor the four knights so they
can transfer to John's school. "

	"Thanks just the same," Don Juan said sadly, "but my
job is in the city. It would be impossible to commute
all that way. Even if you paid for all my school
expenses, I still need to work, to help support my
family."

	"You could come and work for me. I'm going to need a
lot of help very soon. One of the houses across the
street from the school is for sale. It would be an
ideal place for me to set up my software company
headquarters."

	"She's right Juan." Hillory said. "And we can help
find work in town for the rest of you boys if you feel
you will still need to work." I was surprised that
Hillory agreed with me so quickly, but then you
couldn't argue with the logic of my solution, The
finder's fee that I would be receiving from the
foundation will more than cover the cost. It took a
few minutes for the full realization of my offer to
sink in, but all four of the boys accepted. I got a
big laugh from the boys, when I said to Don Juan, "The
only thing that needs to be decided now is, if I still
have to call you sir, when you're working for me." He
got an even bigger laugh when he answered "Damn
right!" Shortly after that, the staff returned to
clear away the tables, and everybody circulated
around. Robert asked if I wanted to see the house on
the inside before I bought it, and he said he would
call the real estate office first thing in the morning
and arrange a showing for late tomorrow afternoon.

	Once every knight had the chance to personally thank
them, Robert and Hillory left the party. It didn't
take long after that for me to lose my clothes, and
for the orgy to begin. With ten very happy and very
horny teenaged boys, all raring to go, I was in a
constant state of climax for the rest of the evening.
The mark of a good sex slave is not in her ability to
withstand the physical exertion necessary, but in her
ability to repeatedly inspire her master to rise to
the occasion and use her again as soon as possible. It
wasn't until the third time around for each knight,
that my services in this regard were required. By that
time I was soaring so high that I was flying on auto
pilot, in an upward spiral. The more I climaxed, the
bigger each orgasm got, and the more I wanted to
climax again.

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