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The Knights of St. Jillian. Part Twelve by A. J.
Deacon.   codes T/F F/F TF/F T/FF  bd con rom

Copyright 2005 by A. J. Deacon. All rights reserved!
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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 Twelve  


	"Well what can I say," Hillory started. "I guess
you're not such an unusual case after all dear. I
never expected to find another person with the same
psychological profile as you so quickly and so close
to home. I'm sure you understand exactly what the poor
girl has been going through all these years. What
surprises me is that some fellow hasn't taken
advantage of her already.  As you heard, I'm making
her your personal maid, that's the both of you. Her
responsibilities will be primarily to keep this suite
clean and look after your laundry and such. She will
continue to be an employee of the house, at her usual
pay and benefit, and she'll still have her room,
although I doubt she'll be using it all that much. I'm
also relaxing the rule about fraternizing with the
household staff, but only as far as it concerns Jenny.
Both of you are free to use her in any way that befits
the slave that she desperately wants to be. Remember
to be discrete about this.  It won't take long for the
rest of the staff to find out what is going on, but
try not to involve them as much as possible. 

	"I'll speak with your father. He'll have a personal
services contract drawn up. She's to be sent home
tomorrow evening, and she's to stay there for the rest
of the week to think about what she's letting herself
in for. If she still wants to give herself in bondage,
she's to sign the contract and get two witnesses to
also sign it. I suggested a couple of her girlfriends
who she trusts. She's to report back here Friday
afternoon. If she's signed the contract she's to
report directly to you. If she's changed her mind then
she's to report back to Mrs. Jackson."

	"Oh thank you Mum," I cried jumping up and kissing
her on the cheek. John stood up too and also thanked
his mother.

	"I know this is a big responsibility for you John, I
have every faith in you. I would never have agreed to
this if I wasn't certain you could handle it. Although
having Jenny increases your responsibility, I believe
that in many ways by working together, the two girls
will help each other get over this phase of their life
much faster. Oh, by the way, I'm almost positive that
Jenny isn't really gay. She's actually by-sexual. She
thinks she's gay because she's never had a bondage
experience with a male, therefore she's never enjoyed
sex with a male. She's in for a pleasant surprise,"
she said. "Have fun." Hillory added as she left the
suite. 

	"Since she wants to be your slave, you will be
responsible for her day to day supervision and
discipline. If she does anything to displease me, I'll
punish you," my master instructed me after his mother
left. "During the times when I want to be intimate
with you, you will give her something to do so she
won't be in the way. As your master I reserve the
right to take her any time and any way I please."

	"Of course master. You can treat her just like me.
We're both your slaves."

	"No! She's not like you. I make love to you because I
want to share an intimate emotional experience with
the woman I love. I'll have sex with her, whenever I
just want to get my rocks off. I'll be using her. I'll
be loving you."

	"Thank you for saying that master," I said with tears
in my eyes as I pulled him into a tight embrace and a
very passionate kiss. We were still kissing when there
was a light tapping at the door. John opened it a
crack to see who it was before opening it all the way.

	"Come in Jenny," He said simply. "You will always
strip naked as soon as you pass through this door. 
You will dress again as the last thing you do every
time you leave the suite." She nodded humbly and shyly
started removing her uniform. "There is no need for
you to knock before you enter this suite or any room
in it." He continued. "A slave entering a room doesn't
change anything.  A fly doesn't change anything by
flying into a room, neither does a slave. No! You may
leave those on." John added as Jenny started to remove
her black nylons and garter belt. 

	She stood there naked with her arms at her side and
head humbly bowed. For the first time I looked at her
naked breasts. They had also been very recently
pierced. There was still some redness in the nipples.
Her breasts were a little larger than mine. In fact
her whole body was a little bit larger than mine. She
was plumper than I was, but if she did exercises with
me, most of that will be gone in a few weeks.

	"Another thing," my master continued, "When ever you
find yourself in the same room as I am, you will be on
your knees." She immediately went to her knees. "When
you move about you will do it on your hands and knees.
It will be up to your mistress to decide how you act
when I'm not with you. But as soon as I walk into the
same room you're in you will drop to your knees. If
you're doing something you will stop what you are
doing and kowtow, until I tell you what to do or if I
leave the room. You will speak to me only if I speak
to you first. Always keep in mind that I can and will
use you, in any way I wish any time I wish. As the
slave of a slave, your place is on the floor. You will
never sit or lay on any piece of furniture, unless you
are ordered to. Is all that clear?"

	"Yes master," she said from her kowtow position.

	"Good. I'll leave you two alone for now, I'm going to
do my exercises." I gave him a hug and a kiss before
he left. I knew I would miss him. I enjoyed watching
his nude body moving and straining, just as much as he
enjoyed watching mine.  I understood that he was
giving me a chance to establish my mastery over Jenny.
She needed to know that she was my slave first and
foremost. 

	"For the time being, slave, you will always be on
your hands and knees, unless you are ordered to do
something that requires you to be otherwise. Now
follow me." I led her into our bedroom and positioned
her near the foot of the bed. There was a small oval
braided rug on the floor. It was just big enough for
her to curl up on. That will be your bed, unless I
decide you're to spend the night tied up somewhere
else. If I get the impression that you're really being
a better then excellent slave, I might give you a
blanket for the night. But if you displease us, you
will sleep with your wrists and ankles tied together,
behind your back. Has anybody ever slapped you or hit
you?"

	"Only a couple of times, mistress. When I was very
young, my parents spanked me."

	"Can I assume that you never told anyone about your
fantasies?"

	"You and the master are the first I told about it,
mistress"

	"So you've never been tied up?"

	"No mistress, not even in play."

	"Well you're going to be now. Go into the bathroom
and bring me a clean bath towel." I stood an watched
as she crawled on her hands and knees. Her puffy red,
pubic lips stood out between her pale thighs. I
noticed that Jenny didn't have any sort of a tan.
While she was gone, I took one of John's belts from
the closet and placed it on the bed. She returned
walking on her knees, carrying the towel in her arms.
"Always carry things above the level of your head. You
must never hide any part of your body, not even your
face. Fold the towel in half and drape it across the
end of the bed," I instructed when she reached the
bed. I sat on the bed with my legs wide open. "Show me
how good you are with your mouth," I ordered. She
could see that I was having my period by the string
from the tampon, but that didn't even slow her one
bit. She was very good. It only took her several
minutes to bring me to my first orgasm. I didn't tell
her to stop, so she continued. After I calmed down a
little, I took John's belt and started whipping her
back, lightly at first. Soon I was swatting her quite
hard. She soon started moaning each time the end of
the belt wrapped around her ass and landed on her
already painful pubis. Jenny reached her first orgasm,
before I reached my second.  She continued pleasuring
me all through her orgasm, and I continued using the
belt. 

	She reached her second orgasm only seconds after I
reached mine. This one hit her so hard, she fainted
and fell back on the floor. She lay there unconscious
as her body convulsed. I rushed to the bathroom and
returned with several cold wash cloths. I applied one
to her forehead and upper face, and the second around
her throat. I rubbed her body with a cold wet cloth in
each hand. She stopped twitching and soon her
breathing returned to near normal. She slowly raised
her left hand and used the cloth on her forehead to
wipe her face.  I was sitting crossed legged on the
floor beside her as she started to go into the kowtow
position. Part of the way she wrapped her arms around
my waist and fell back to the floor with her head in
my lap and she cried like a baby for a while as I
slowly stroked my fingers through her hair, all damp
and sweaty now.

	"Are you OK now slave," I asked when she had stopped
crying, but was still hugging me tightly.

	"Oh yes, mistress. That was the greatest experience
of my life mistress. I've never cum like that before
ever. Will it always be like this?"


	"No," I said smiling down at her. "Nothing will ever
equal a slave's first orgasm at the hand of her master
or mistress." I put my arms under her shoulders and
pulled her up to my face. She kissed me like no one
has ever kissed me before, not John or even Jack. I
have never felt such emotion in a kiss. It seemed like
all the years of pent up lust and longing were gushing
out of her in one flood. "Did it bother you that I'm
having my period?"

	"No mistress. It only added to my arousal. I have
done this with other girls during their periods a
couple of times before. "

	I was about to take her into the shower, when John
returned to our bedroom. "Hello master did the
exercises go well?"

	"Yes thank you. Did your time go well too?"

	"Yes master, Thank you. Please master may I ask a
favour?"

	"That depends on what it is."

	"Well it seems that my slave is still a virgin in her
rectum. Can I ask you to take that virginity now?" I
could see Jenny's eyes grow large with fear and her
face blush red with shame. She bit her lip to keep
from speaking out in protest.

	"You mean right now? I was just going to shower, I'm
all sweaty."

	"That's alright, master. We're all sweaty too. Just
look at the beautiful behind master. Doesn't it just
cry our to be taken." John came over and ran a hand
across the two cheeks, I could feel Jenny shudder
under his touch. Her eyes looked into mine pleading. I
couldn't tell if they were pleading for me to prevent
the raping of her virgin sphincter, or if she was
pleading for me to hasten it.  "Let me prepare her for
you master." I volunteered as he knelt on one knee and
was exploring between her legs. Without standing up, I
moved her so that she was resting her chest and head
on the foot of the bed. I had moved the towel I sat on
so that the wet spot was directly beneath her mouth
and nose. 

	From the drawer of the night table, I took out the
ropes John had used to tie me to the bed. I tied her
right wrist to the post on this side of the head of
the bed. I moved to the foot of the bed and tied a
rope just above her right knee. I pulled her leg out
as wide as I could and tied the other end of the rope
to the leg of the bed.. I then did the same thing to
the other side of her body. While I was securing my
new slave to the bed, John had finished taking off his
clothes. I picked up a pillow, and the tube of
lubricant from the drawer in the other night table.
The pillow I dropped on the floor between my slaves
out spread legs. The tube I dropped into my master's
hand.

	Laying down with most of my body under the bed so I
wouldn't be in John's way. I reached up and with a
hand on each ass cheek, I spread Jenny's behind for my
master. He went about the business of making sure she
was well lubricated, then applied some on himself. It
took him several minutes to succeed in burying his
penis fully in her rectum. Throughout this Jenny
moaned continuously, and I could feel her body
trembling. Once John had established his tempo and was
easily moving in and out, I let go of her cheeks and
moved my hands to her pubic lips. With one hand I
worked on her clitoris, and with the other I pulled on
the rings. Jenny had three orgasms before John
exploded into her rectum. While the two lay catching
their breath. I scurried from under the bed and undid
Jenny's bindings. 

	When John finally stood up, Jenny came and kowtowed
at his feet. Without being told, she kissed and licked
his feet, until he gave her permission to speak. She
thanked him for using her so well, and added that it
was the first time she had ever gotten any pleasure
while having sex with a male. John accepted her
gratitude, and ordered us all into the shower. We let
Jenny lead the way on her hands and knees, so we could
look at her behind swaying. John and I followed with
our arms around each other's waist.

	After the shower, and we were all dried, it was
almost time for dinner. John informed Jenny that she
was to continue taking her meals with the staff or
now. He suggested that eventually she would be fed
scraps from the family table, which she would eat from
bowls set on the floor, without using her hands. Jenny
blushed and shuddered upon hearing this, but said
nothing. She was ordered to help John and I dress,
then followed us on her hands and knees, out to the
door of the suite. We waited while she put her uniform
on. John commented that her uniform left a lot to be
desired. The skirt was way too long and the top, which
buttoned all the way to the throat, should show a lot
of cleavage. I suggested she wait until John and I had
left so she wouldn't have to crawl on her hands and
knees out in the hall.

	Dinner was a pleasant affair as usual. Hillory
inquired about Jenny,  when we first got there. John
said that she was getting along OK, and he felt that
she would be a welcome addition to our suite. Jenny
was never mentioned again during dinner.  John asked
for transportation to his school tomorrow so he could
pick up admission forms for the four knight that I
would be sponsoring there. Roger suggested that John
go after lunch, so that he would have a chance to call
the principal and enquire about their admission first.
He felt certain that the school would never deny
admission to anybody that the Kingsly's recommended,
but one needs to go through the proper procedure, so
that nobody's toes get stepped on and no one's nose is
out of joint. Roger laughed and reminded everybody
that this was about the time of the year when the
foundation started talks with the school about next
years donation. So he could kill two birds with one
stone, so to speak. Roger and Hillory were going out
this evening, when we excused ourselves form the
table, we said our good byes as well.

	As soon as we came out of the stair way on our level
and entered the hall that led to our suite, we saw
Jenny kneeling, with her back against the wall beside
our door. Right away I noticed that her uniform was
different. We were too far away to make out detail,
but you could see a lot more of her legs than should
have been visible, and even from here there was no
mistaking the pale skin of her breasts against the
black of the uniform. Jenny was showing a lot of
cleavage. We only had a few seconds to notice because
as soon as she heard our steps on the hall way floor
she went into the kowtow position. "Did I see what I
thought I saw?" John asked in surprise.

	"I think so master. She must have changed uniforms."

	"Obviously, but where did she get that one, in just
over an hour on a Sunday afternoon." When we reached
her she remained in position and John and I walked
around her. As we expected, her position caused the
short skirt to be pulled way up at the back, exposing
most of her naked behind, and all of her pubis between
her legs. "Very nice, Jenny. Stand up and let us get a
good look at you." John said. She stood and slowly
turned around for us, blushing all the time. The top
of the uniform had a plunging neckline that went
almost to the waist. Not only were most of her breasts
exposed, but it was possible to get your hands in
there and fondle them quite easily. The skirt was cut
so short that it didn't quite reach the tops of her
black nylons. The flash of white skin stood out
against the black of the skirt and the black of the
nylons. As she was standing, you couldn't tell that
she was naked under her skirt, but if she bent over,
or reached up with both hands, or even if you were
sitting down, that fact would quickly become apparent.

	"Where did you get this uniform, Jenny," I asked

	"Do you like it mistress, master? It's one of my
older uniforms, I altered it during my dinner break.
If you like it I can alter all my uniforms this way."

	"You did this, in less than an hour?" I was amazed

	"Oh yes mistress. I'm very good at sewing, I've
always been good with a needle and thread. At one time
I had dreams of becoming a dress designer. I've
changed the buttons. These are only for show now. I
used velcro to keep the uniform closed. See," she said
as she easily pulled the fabric apart and allowed the
garment to fall to the floor. Once again she wore only
a black garter belt and nylons. I bent down and picked
up the discarded uniform, and examined the work that
Jenny did. In spite of the little time she had, even
if she had eaten her dinner while she worked, or even
if she hadn't eaten dinner at all, I found her
workmanship to be excellent.  It wasn't obvious
before, but there was a lot of new stitching inside
the bodice. She had also altered it to shape, support,
and present her breasts, without the need of a bra.

	John opened the door, and jenny went to her knees
right away. She preceded us into the suite. I stopped
at the door and took off my dress, which I gave to
Jenny, along with her uniform, with instruction to put
them in the bedroom. John and I stood together, and he
put his arm around my waist and hugged me to his side
as we watched our new slave walk on her knees, holding
the neatly folded clothes above her head.

	"Well what are we going to do for the rest of the
evening." My master asked when Jenny left the room.

	"What ever you wish, master."

	"We can watch some TV, but I'm sure you and Jenny can
think of something better."

	"Well you can watch the TV, master, while I teach
Jenny how to do fellatio the way you like it." 

	"Just how are you going to do that while I'm watching
TV?"

	"We'll keep our heads down so we won't block your
view of the TV, master. Just leave it up to me. I've
got it all figured out.

	"This I've got to see," he laughed as he headed for
his chair.

	"Perhaps you might want to get really comfortable,
and take your cloths off first master," I said before
he sat down, then went to him and helped him undress. 

	"Come over here, Jenny." I instructed from my
position, kneeling at John's feet while he sat and
watched TV.  For almost an hour, we teased our master.
I would demonstrate a certain technique, then have her
do it. I stopped her many times to correct some small
flaw. When I was satisfied that she had it right, I'd
demonstrate the next technique. Finally it got to be
too much for him and he grabbed Jenny's head and
pulled her against his groin and exploded into her
mouth. She couldn't swallow fast enough and some of
his semen drooled down her chin and onto her breast. I
quickly pulled her to me and licked it up before it
fell to the floor. I was explaining to Jenny how
important it was that our master's precious semen
never be wasted when he interrupted. 

	"All right you two. That's enough. Go off and play
quietly somewhere and leave me to finish watching this
show."

	"Thank you master," I said bending down and giving
him a passionate kiss. "Heel Jenny!" I said as I
headed toward our bedroom. She followed behind on her
hands and knees. I positioned her kneeling on the bed
facing the foot of the bed. I tied each ankle to a
post at the head of the bed so her knees were spread
wide. I helped her to lay back  so that her legs were
doubled over, and her ankles were near her hips. I put
a couple of pillows under her shoulders. Before she
dropped her head back, she looked at herself, and when
she saw how open and exposed she was, she blushed and
her breathing accelerated. Then I tied each of her
wrists to a post at the foot of the bed, pulling as
tight as I could. This caused her back to arch so that
her ass was lifted up off the bed, and her pubis was
even more open.. Her head hung down from the pillows,
and it was too awkward for her to look at her own
body. This position was very similar to the position I
had spent many days in, during my internet bondage
days.

	I came at her from between her legs. She couldn't see
me, and gave up a surprised little yelp when I kissed
her pubic lips. I worked on her with my mouth until I
had her moaning. I told her she was not allowed to cum
until she had gotten my permission. When I thought she
had about all she could stand. I left her to cool for
a bit while I went and relieved myself in the
bathroom. I went directly to her head when I returned
and positioned myself so the she could satisfy me with
her mouth. It was very uncomfortable for her, but I
knew that the discomfort was adding to her arousal.
Because of the position she was in it was impossible
for us to sixty-nine. Every time she got me almost
ready to cum, I'd slid myself up her body and work on
her. She tried very hard to bend her neck to try to
keep contact with my pussy, but she had to give up.
Just as she was about to climax, I'd abandon her and
slide back down pushing my pubis into her face. 
	
	I kept this up until my master finished watching TV
and entered the bedroom. He was still naked and upon
seeing his two naked slaves playing with each other,
he became very aroused. I pointed at Jenny's wide open
and available pubis, and he got the message right
away. He got on the bed between her legs and thrust
all the way into her in one stab. I felt the
vibrations as she moaned into my pubic lips.  John and
I both bent forward over her strained body and kissed
each other passionately as he thrust into the helpless
slave beneath us. 

	Jenny came very hard, but didn't miss a beat as she
continued to pleasure me with her mouth.  I came only
seconds before him, and when he exploded into her,
Jenny came again. John and I went into the bathroom to
relieve ourselves and get ready for sleep, leaving our
slave uncomfortable on the bed. Each of us worked on
one side as we quickly freed Jenny after we got back.
She was sent into the bathroom to prepare for the
night, while we made our preparations for her. Jenny
left the room on her hands and knees, and returned the
same way. We were standing near the foot of the bed
and she came and knelt in the kowtow position at our
feet.  John pulled her up and kissed her good night,
and I did the same. She was told to squat, then I
handed her an opened padlock and pointed at the chain.
She understood what was needed, and wrapped the end of
the chain around her right ankle and passed the shank
of the lock through two links and locked it. She
demonstrated that she could not slip the loop of steel
over her ankle and that she was securely chained. The
other end of the chain was locked around the leg at
the foot of the bed on John's side. The chain was long
enough so that she could reach her master, and
pleasure him in any way he wished.

	On our master's order she put her hands behind her
back, and he snapped the hand cuffs on her. Jenny
curled up into a ball on her side, and closed her
eyes, when she was told to go to sleep. She had a
contented smile on her lips.  John and I spent the
night comfortably cuddled in the bed in each other's
arms.
	
	I awoke first, because of an urgent need to relieve
myself. When I returned it was almost time to wake up
our master. I went to Jenny and found her already
awake. She looked tired as if she didn't get too much
sleep. This was understandable considering her
predicament. She had only a small rug to curl up on.
If she wanted to stretch out, it would mean that most
of her would be lying on the hardwood floor. Her hands
were locked behind her back, so this left her with no
choices for a comfortable position. If she lay on her
back, then there would be a lot of weight on her hands
and arms. The steel hand cuffs digging into her wrists
would hurt like hell in no time at all. Laying on her
side, meant that there was no support for her head,
and it would have to hang with her neck at a sharp
angle. Her best choice was  actually the kowtow
position, with her forehead resting on the floor. Her
next best position was to stretch her legs out off the
rug, and lay on her tummy. 

	As soon as Jenny saw me coming towards her, she
flashed me a very bright smile, and went into the
kowtow position. I reached down and helped her to her
feet with a hand under her shoulder. She melted into
my arms as we shared our good morning kiss. When I
reached between her legs, I found she was already wet.
I whispered that it was time to awaken our master and
directed her to his side of the bed.

	John preferred to sleep on his back most of the time
so this made it easy for us. I slowly pulled the sheet
down to expose his body and stood for a moment
admiring his physique. I noticed Jenny doing the same.
Not what you'd expect from a girl who claims to be
gay. On my signal we both started to kiss and lick his
penis and testicles. He erected very quickly, and then
we also took turns putting him in our mouth. When
Jenny had it in her mouth I would take one of his
testicles into mine, and vice versa. She remembered
everything I had taught her last night. When our
master came it was into Jenny mouth, and this time she
managed to swallow it all. We lay for a few minutes.
We made a John sandwich, as we each lay on either side
of him with our heads resting on his shoulders, and
one of his arms around each of us.

	John indicated it was time to get up, and Jenny went
to her knees on the floor on his side of the bed. As
he walked by he unlocked the hand cuffs from her
wrists.  My master and I went into the bathroom, to
shower and prepare for the day leaving our slave
chained to the bed. When we returned she was in the
kowtow position, but she had already made the bed, and
laid out a set of underwear for John. While she helped
him put on his underwear, I selected a pair of shorts
and a tee shirt for him. She helped him put these on
while I picked out a sundress to wear. I quickly
slipped it over my head and let her do up the fastener
at the back. I handed her the key to the pad lock on
her ankle, and John and I went up to breakfast,
leaving Jenny to shower then start cleaning the suite.

	During breakfast, Hillory gave us instructions about
the crew from the auction house, that was due here
very shortly. We wouldn't have to stay with them all
day. It was only necessary to be there to greet them,
show them to the store room, and where the nearest
washrooms were. They would be arriving at the
receiving door. Hillory added that they can use the
tables on the terrace off the swimming  pool to eat
their lunches, so we should also show them how to get
there. John's mother never made mention of Jenny.
After the meal we said our good byes, and Robert and
Hillory left for their work in the city. John took my
plate, and added an assortment of breakfast food to
what I hadn't finished. He cut everything up into
small pieces and mashed everything together so it
looked like an indelectable mess, then handed the
plate to me. As we were leaving the table he also
picked up the bowl that I had my grapefruit in,
emptied it, and brought it along.


	Back in our suite, we found Jenny busy dusting in the
living room. She went to the kowtow position as soon
as we stepped through the door. John took the plate of
food from me so I could remove my dress. He set it on
the coffee table, and took the bowl into the bedroom.
He returned with it half full of water and set it down
on the floot near Jenny's head. He ordered her to put
her hands behind her back, and locked the hand cuffs
on them. I was ordered to bring the plate of food and
also placed it on the floor. "While you're eating,"
Our master said, "I'm going to use you from behind.
You may come anytime, but if you come before you
finish your food, then when I come it will be all over
your plate, and you will have to eat that too. Do you
understand?"

	"Yes master," she answered humbly and started to lap
up the food. She came twice before John did, and she
wasn't even half finished the food. True to his word,
when he was about to climax, he pulled out of her and
knelt beside her head, and shot all over her food. She
took some water from the bowl and rinsed her mouth and
swallowed it. When John had finished coming, she took
him into her mouth and cleaned him off with her tongue
and lips. "Thank you master," she said humbly, but
with a contented look, and put her head down and
returned to finishing her now semen covered meal. 

	I helped John get dressed again, and he left to go
and wait for the visiting work crew. Jenny must have
been very hungry, because she licked her plate clean.
I learned later that in fact she had skipped dinner
last night to work on her uniform. When she finished
eating, I unlocked her wrists and she continued her
cleaning, while I went into the study to finish
building my new computer.



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