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Man Dating Chapter 10 "They should be down in a few minutes, I am sure," Mr. Getty said taking another sip from his glass. "Mrs. Getty likes perfection and sometimes that takes a little longer." Jake and Mr. Getty sat in the deep and comfortable leather chairs still sipping on the smooth liquor, the bottle of McCallan having lightened considerably over the past hour. "Ms. Debra Sanster has arrived Sir and is seated in the living room," Mark said opening the door to the library and announcing the health clubs manager arrival but not stepping into the private domain. "Thank you Mark, you have seen to her needs for refreshment, I am sure?" "Of course Sir, I have also released the tray of hors d'oeuvres which will be available to her in a few minutes." "Excellent, well done Mark, Mrs. Getty will be pleased." The door closed as quietly as it had opened. "You were taking Ms. Debbie for a ride back a few months ago?" Mr. Getty remarked. The play on words was not lost on Jake, he thought for a minute as to his response but the drink and company released his inhibitions, "Yes, she was quite an expert in certain areas of the bedroom." The drink further loosening Jakes words of the private interactions, normally kept behind the closed door. "She was and I am sure still is, quite the gymnast." "Ah, I have always thought she was a very sexy young lady," Mr. Getty laughed and spoke in a lower voice as if trying to keep the image secret between the two of them. "I know for a fact on more than one occasion I could see fresh cum leaking into her tight gym shorts."Jake laughed, "Very hot.. for sure. I know I enjoyed filling her and I am sure I was not alone in that... activity, and it's a fact , she enjoyed keeping her sweet spot very wet." Laughing again, "with hot cum as well, as hot sweat. It got so that it was an added incentive to keep my gym membership current." "Such a show, congratulations young man." Jake continued on his tare, expanding on secrets, "Whenever I visited the gym, before racquetball, it was great fun during my warm up," he leaned in close. "I even made her stay open and wet, by holding on to her panties and watching my own sweet cream slip back out and darkening her sweats. Most thought it was just exercise induced." Jake laughed loudly, "it was, just a different form of doing sit ups." "Oh, how wonderful." "But she could suck cock," he was on tear once the gate was opened, "she could take it all and deep, I have never had such, before or since. She took it everything I could give her. All seven inches and fat too," he added making a large circle with his fingers. "Seven inches? You are the man, bravo," Mr. Getty raised his glass as if in a salute. Jake smiled, knowing the line he had crossed was not going to be easy to uncross. "However, I do think we should join Ms. Debra in the living room. But you have made an old man laugh and smile. My view of Miss Debra is forever changed, and for the better." "Are apologies currently required?" "Oh, heavens no, my friend, nothing of the sort. She will only get a bigger smile and longer kiss hence forth. Trudy may ask questions, however." His smile continued, "But she will only laugh herself when I share how and why the change may have occurred. Come our party is waiting." Camille stood slowly, her well attended bottom was now swollen and red, her sweet cleft vanishing back under the black silk, a soft smile added, as she pulled away from Tuck with a knowing mixture of exquisite enjoyment and momentary loss. Her smile was formed from having an assurance that while the sweet attentions were only first received under the careful attendance of Mrs. Getty, they would be soon be repeated, a second and third and more times; with the sweet dream, her smile broadened. Her options would certainly be expanded in the near future. "Camille we will require towels, please return in fifteen minutes." Almost as if the last hour had vanished like the end of a warm dream on a lazy afternoon, drifting lazily under the sun, his eyes closed feeling the warmth and the breeze of the ocean. With the sound of the surf lapping against the shore, he watched her leave and close the door. He too shared the same soft smile. "Now my sweet child, we must begin to think about this evening and what you should wear." Tuck was naked, sitting back now against the ivory white bath pool and felt Mrs. Getty's foot sliding over his warm and bared skin, every once in a while, her toes slipped between his legs, gently probing the intimacy that she commanded and owned. His little toy was still unrecovered, still small, and mostly unresponsive, but with Mrs. Getty's attentions, his toy was full of pleasure; even more than he usually felt with his own hand and little fingers, smoothing the soft skin of his baby sized cock. The lack of hair, he thought, seemed to make his little cock that much more sensitive. He again wondered when and if his little man would spring back to life. His eyes closed as his new boss took him under her wing in so many ways. "I was thinking of the light blue pants we purchased at Maxine's. They are a bit fem, I know, but I think they looked so cute on you and I know Jake will be pleased too." "Yes, I thought they were nice too. They were very tight though." "Of course they were." Mrs. Getty said not adding any other evidence or reason for the close fit that most of the garments she had selected had in common. "What shirt would you think would go with that," Tuck asked hopefully showing he was being attentive to the conversation. "There are several options. I will let Camille make that choice for the proper blouse" Tuck was still unsure of how Jake would see the changes that had already been made. He had already seen many from the morning's intense encounter. His bottom no longer held the lasting blush of Jakes strong hand, but he was certain if he looked closely, perhaps in a mirror, he would see a slight blush that was not there before. The spanking, that's what he had to call it, was indeed a turning point; one that he felt would be repeated. With such close and personal attention, Jake was still talking to him and moving the relationship forward, making their friendship stronger, so the attention was worth the occasional discomfort. He hoped it would not be that often but he would strive to the best of his ability to not move the needle to the side of the gauge that would require a repeat of the attentiveness reminder he felt that morning. Mrs. Getty moved her toe directly between Tucks open legs, her aim and direction near perfection, slipping it past the tight little rose bud and pushing it inside his hidden layer. She waited for Marian to object or accept her new touch. "Oh.. ahhh," Tuck could feel the most intimate of interaction. He smiled. There was a brief silence as Mrs. Getty toe pushed in and out, opening his bottom more each time. She pulled free, bringing her leg up, clear of the white bubbles, presenting her toe to Tuck's lips. He kissed the toe and watched Mrs. Getty smile. She put it back in the water, between his legs and finding him still open and wanting. "Camille is really a treasure," Tuck began, sharing his desire to let Mrs. Getty know he really enjoyed his brief interaction with her maid, "I look forward to seeing her again." "Oh yes, you will of course. Camille is such a gem. She has a long way to go of course, but she is improving." She smiled again wiggling her toe, opening Tuck a bit more to her attentions. "She has excellent taste. Would you not agree?" The way she had added a slight infliction to her voice and the small smile, almost in secret, provided enough prompting that the secondary meaning was more than evident. It was almost not impossible to bring the flavor to his mind again, so recent and now just a dream, he wanted to lick his lips to see if any of her scent and taste remained. "Yes, she does." Mrs. Getty leaned over, her hand out of the water and taking two fingers, she carefully traced a line around Marians' lips, the scented water and the remains of Camille's lovely gift mixed. She slowly drifted her scented fingers across Tucks' lips, urging him to open his mouth. His small tongue came forward licking the tip of her finger and as she slipped it, now wetted, between Tucks lips. "She does taste fine, yes?" Tuck could only nod his head, her fingers still and now more deeply lodged. He sucked her fingers softly, his new boss fully taking his possession. "Debra, so wonderful to see you," Mr. Getty said, taking hold of the blondes hand and pulling her closer to him. He kissed her fully on the lips, releasing her only slightly after a few seconds, her hand, still strongly held. His smile set, his control never lessening, "You are just so lovely, it has been for too long since you graced our home," he pulled her close once more and kissed her again, this time even longer, and invited her to respond with equal passion. Mr. Getty smiled, his most recent conversation with Jake so very fresh in his mind. He felt confident that he would feel Debra's passion in such a more meaningful manner in a very short time. The thought brought an even warmer grin to his lips. "Mr. Getty, thank you ever so much," she was fully unprepared for the warm greeting but her pleasure in such, was most evident, defined by both the warm smile and the warm wet pulse between her legs. She hoped that it was not the last such greeting and further, with new ones, she would be most open to more. "Such a lovely hello too, thank you so much, I feel I have come home." "Wonderful, then my efforts," he laughed releasing her hand, "were most well accepted." "Of course, ever so much." His not so discrete plans seemed to be coming to together, almost on their own. "Jake my boy, say hello to this lovely young lady." Jake stood a bit to the side and behind Mr. Getty watching the older man take active possession of his former girl friend, he was also equally sure that Debra's own excitement, evident in the blush that crossed her face, was causing her to feel a bit of warmth between her thin and shapely legs."Hello Debra nice to see you again, away from the club". Mr. Getty was having fun and was not going to allow such a small note of welcome to stand. "Jake, I know that you too have shared so much more than a handshake with this adorable lass. I am sure she would appreciate a warm and honest hello." "Well if Jake does not feel that it is appropriate, I do not want him to feel obligated." "Nonsense, Jake, please, your making my guest feel unwanted." Jake's small reluctance to take a more deliberate action was immediately negated by Mr. Getty's words and infliction. The evening was moving along on such a positive note that the seemly out of place welcome and hello that was shortly to come was growing to be more accepted. "Debbie, it's just been so long," Jake said stepping closer. "I know it was just not the right time, I understand, " Debra said her real feelings well hidden, her real plan of action moving down the road with increasing speed, holding tight behind the closed door, but a small kiss from Jake would not be a pleasure, however small, that she would ignore. "Jake, please." Mr. Getty's voice was growing deeper with impatience. "Yes, I just don't not want to step over any bounds." "Again, nonsense," the words quick and demanding. Jake stood closer, he took Debra's hand in his, engulfing her small palm with his, his strength there, but holding it back, he pulled her closer and whispering. "It is really good to see you, in many ways, I have missed you," their lips touched, her mouth opened immediately, he took his other hand and grasped her long blonde hair in his hand and pulled her to him fully, his mouth open as well, her eyes closed and the deep intense feeling washed over them both as they become one. As the kiss ended, Debra still had her eyes closed, her breathing was still with him, only inches apart, Jake held her tight, she whispered, "mmmm, we will have to do that again." Jake smiled. Oh yes, the thoughts of retribution and revenge never escaping from her mind, we will. "Oh, so much better you two.. so much better, even if you're not fucking, you can still be friends." He laughed, enjoying the looks of surprise on both Jakes and Debra's face. "Now drinks," Mr. Getty said, as Mark appearing almost if by magic, entered the room with a tray of mixed hors d'oeuvres. "Sir, what might I prepare for you?" Tuck stood fully naked in front of Mrs. Getty and Camille with only the warmed thick Japanese bamboo towel, to hide his bared skin. Mrs. Getty stood quietly in front of him, hands on her hips and sipping from a crystal champagne glass, watching as Camille carefully patted the towel over Tuck's soft and hairless body, absorbing the last of the fragrant water. Camille took extra care with his diminutive little boy package, lifting his cock carefully and insuring no water was hiding between his legs and with a small touch and urgency, she turned him around bending him over to take advantage of his open position, to remove the small petals of liquid around his bottom cheeks and baby cock. "Oh excellent, Camille is such a joy to have around as she takes such good care. Come, we must find the perfect out fit for your unveiling. " The towel fell away as Camille pulled it from his body and the three walked, Tuck and Mrs. Getty naked, from the bath into the adjoining bed room. On the bed already laid out was the evenings wear for both he and Mrs. Getty. Each outfit was laid out as if the invisible man was wearing it. In Mrs. Getty's pattern of fabrics, it would be the female version of the iconic character and in Tucks layout of tonight's wear, the characters gender was a bit more of a questionable nature. "My dear Camille, I am so pleased dear, such a wonderful selection." Camille smiled, "You are most welcome madam." It was hard for Tuck not to stare but his new bosses naked form was getting to be a bit more acceptable while still amazing. Camille's wonderful and so illustrative form was a bit harder to manage as she was now back in her maid uniform. Having had such intimate contact and knowing that the evidence of his attentions were still there and only inches from his face. The scent of her excitement filled the room, and her taste was still fresh on his lips. "Here let us get dressed together, that will be fun," she said handing a pair of lace panties to Tuck, and taking the other pair for herself. Tuck took the pair, trying to remember where and when these were procured. He did not remember buying them. "Oh these are going to look so cute on you, they are mine of course but I wanted you to wear a little something of mine. I like to know, that as my newest employee, that is you of course, are close to me and part of my very small and rare circle of my most trusted." Tuck looked at the panties again, in a different light, and smiled, as he pulled them up his thin and bared thighs, the total lack of hair on his legs making the glide path that much easier. He pulled them up and tight, covering his cock and balls, small and almost nonexistent, maybe even smaller than before. He was coming to think that the cream Debra had added was increasing the sizing changes, or decreasing, but however you looked at his little cock, things were getting smaller. "Oh so lovely," she smiled reaching over and taking hold of the slim waist band and pulling them even tighter. Her hand dipped under the elastic and on to his little toy. Her expert fingers gently pushed his balls back up into his body, with a little small, almost faint popping sound and then pushed the remains of his baby cock up tight between his legs. Quickly she adjusted the pair of panties even tighter. "The pants I have selected will be much more comfortable, now that you are tucked nicely." Tuck was still nursing the awkward soreness of the sudden shift of his balls and the tight and binding of the silk pair of panties. They were a light pink and somewhat transparent in nature and the lack of any male bulge was a true success for the new wear. He looked down and could see not even a hint of his before package. "In the mirror, my dear boy, we can see the true nature of the change," Mrs. Getty said turning Tuck to the side in front of a floor to ceiling mirror not previously noted. The mirror image showed that his smallness now was no longer a point of consternation or importance. The lack and absence seemed near normal. Fully tucked away, the flatness was most extraordinary. He turned slightly from side to side, both aghast and amazed at the transformation, his maleness fading like the morning fog. "Now we will need this," she said picking up a bright red bra, seemingly cut too low to be of much mechanical support. She slipped it over her arms and then turned slightly offering a purchase for Camille who quickly stepped forward and clipped the bra together; she smoothed the straps, insuring their proper position and strength. Mrs. Getty turned back to Tuck looking for a comment. "Oh very nice," it was the only words Tuck could say. His eyes now locked on her beautiful breasts so clearly and overtly supported and bared. They looked even more outstanding than when they were fully naked. "Oh yes madam," Camille said agreeing with Tucks rather pristine quote, "Your tits are magnificent," she reached out to tweak the large fat nipples, "the extenders have been magic, they are simply just so utterly engorged, they look like they need to be sucked." She bent over taking one between her soft lips for a lingering kiss. "Later my pet," Mrs. Getty said stroking her hair as Camille released her loving hold and then stepped back to the bed picking up a pink flowered bra, handing it to Mrs. Getty. "My dear Marian, this one is for you." Mrs. Getty said holding up the near identical bra, however much smaller in size. "So tell me Debra," Mr. Getty asked, "what do you think about your ex- boy friend dating young Marian?" The question was most uncluttered and honest, spoken as he took possession of his leather chair in the expansive living room area, his drink refilled to the proper level. Debra looked over at Jake not knowing how to answer the question. She was most aware that Jake and Marian were seeing each other on a more formal basis, while she had considered it dating, and as such, she only wanted to enhance that activity. Mr. Getty's observation caused her to take a moment to answer. She paused taking her own seat. "Well, it is not really dating, exactly,"Jake broke the silence, interrupting Debra's response. "No sex?" Mr. Getty said laughing and holding up his drink and toasting Debra with a brief notice. "Although I do think it might not be frowned upon, and should be considered on occasion. He is a rather lovely boy." Debra laughed. "No, not the case, we are just friends," Jake said again his voice rising an octave and glancing back to Debra. "Well Debra, what do you think of Jake here... dating," he said the word slowly and carefully so that the aspect of sex could be subtracted from the normal meaning of the word, giving her a new chance to respond to his original question. "Well, I know that they have been close as friends in the past. I think that Jake has the best plans for Marian, that includes an improved look, an improvement in his manners, as they were positively atrocious, and increasing his self value." She said seriously and then added. "But I think they do make a cute couple," she laughed. Jake was not having any more of the conversation, "I would not consider the two of us as couple, but I am pleased with the changes that you were able to make in just his overall appearance already. It is well appreciated." "Did you know Debra, that Jake gave young Marian a spanking this morning." Mr. Getty added keeping this portion of the conversation simmering. "A spanking?" "Yes, that's right, on his naked bottom, over his lap, just before Mrs. Getty began the shopping expedition this AM. Tell us about that. " Jake laughed a little and took a sip of his own drink. "Well, yes I did," he was not hiding the incident, "Marian can be somewhat less than acceptable, a bit disrespectful, disobedient and I felt that this morning some level of attention was appropriate." "You spanked his bare bottom?" Debra laughed herself, "You had him over your lap, his pants pulled down and on his bare bottom?" "Yes, and it was not just for show either, twenty five hard smacks, ten on each cheek, and then five more for good measure. There were real tears and a heartfelt apology for his attitude that morning. Including the issues you brought up." Debra had to hold back her smile. "I am sure you will find him much more accepting for your help and assistance in the future. Which is again, I add, sincerely appreciated." Mr. Getty was quiet, just enjoying watching the two once lovers exchange words, and so enjoyed hearing about Marian's spanking of the morning, wishing he could have been in attendance. "Will you do so again?" Debra asked taking a sip of her own drink trying to hide the growing smile. "What?" Jake asked. "Spank Marian's naked bottom over your lap", Debra said most clearly. Jake smiled looking back at Debra as if it were a challenge, "Yes, indeed if and when it is required." "I don't need a bra Mrs. Getty." "Of course you don't dear." Camille had taken the delicate piece of lingerie back form Mrs. Getty holding it in her hands. She held the two straps crossed over, close to her as if warming the delicate fabric. The bra was pink as compared to the red one Mrs. Getty was wearing, and had a row of little roses around each of the cups and looked as if it was well padded. It was identical in style and shape as the one Mrs. Getty wore except for the size, much smaller and the color. "Here, let me help," Mrs. Getty said raising Tuck's hands up and turning Tuck around, his back now to her and Tuck facing the mirror. She took the warmed bra from Camille and laced the two straps over Tuck's out stretched arms, pulling the bra to him. "But honestly I don't need a one," Tuck said sharing the same complaint once more. "No dear, you don't," she said pulling it tight Camille clipping it behind his back, "It is a Bordelle," she added adjusting the straps slightly. She turned him around to face her. Both Camille and Mrs. Getty took great care with the fit, carefully making small adjustments under his boy tits and adjusting the straps to their ideal. "No, you're right, you do not need a bra." She turned him around again, facing the mirror, wearing only the panties with no bulge and now the pink bra. They matched. He stood looking at himself in the mirror, more of Tuck vanishing. "Camille picked this out; it's from Jacki's. I so like the fit." Still facing the mirror, a light pink top was slipped on over the bra, still fully in place, seemingly like it was never a question should he wear one, the question, did he need one, having been already answered. Camille stepped in front of him, and began to button the blouse in place, her soft scent filling his senses again, he felt like he could almost taste her. Finished, she stepped back, giving Mrs. Getty the full view of the completed package. The view in the mirror, was now two girls getting dressed with their maid. "Oh my dear, Camille, you were so right the blouse looks so much more perfect, it's wonder how lingerie can make such an improvement with something so simple. Just perfection." She turned Tuck gently by the shoulders left and right as she took in his new form. Then stepping back two steps she held her position. "Dear, could you do a full turn around? So I can see more clearly. " Tuck looked at both Camille, smiling behind him, and Mrs. Getty, who had a most serious look on her face. He turned quickly in a circle in front of the mirror. "Oh no dear, much slower, put your hands down by your hips, head up nice and proud dear, now turn for me." Tuck did so, his point of view hiding Mrs. Getty from him for a moment, and he came around to face front once more, looking into the mirror, the smile on both Camille and Mrs. Getty was more than apparent. "Well I have tried to make some adjustments in the young man's looks," Debra said recounting the efforts of the previous day at the club. "I can see your efforts have been well rewarded, but I imagine there is much left to accomplish." Mr. Getty said taking a sip of his drink hiding the growing smile. "Yes, so very true, I expect a return to the club in the coming days is a requirement." "I trust that, Jake my boy, you will make young Marian available to Ms. Debra's needs." "Of course, Debra. Just let me know when you require his attendance." Debra smiled thinking that her plans for adding more to Jakes new dating regime will be even easier than she planned. Her next steps in Marian's improvement becoming clearer as the conversation continued. "Jake, do you like his hair now?" Debra asked, the overtly feminine style and color merely a first step in the transformation. "Yes, while a bit more nontraditional than I would have expected, the look, as I have become more accustomed to it, seems to be most apt for his personality." "Isn't the more modern look, the younger more adventurous, one taken with a slightly longer style," Mr. Getty offered hoping that he could move the young man into an even more lovely and overtly feminine hair style. "Yes, so true, but you work with what you get, Mr. Getty, but such an apt comment, as over the coming months, as Marians hair grows longer, it is something we can consider. I am most proud of the new color, I think that it works so well." "Yes, I do agree, and you, Jake my boy, do you find the blonde to be more pleasing." Jake looked to both Debra, who was smiling and to Mr. Getty waiting for his answer. "I find the new look both refreshing and much easier to manage. Before, young Marian who used the name Tuck, was an uncomfortable collection of untidiness and disorder. I think the challenge is still there but what Debra and her team in the first pass of correction have accomplished is a step in the right direction. I will support her in her vision for future improvements." "That's my phone," Mr. Getty said reaching into his coat pocket and pulling it free, he read for a moment and then replaced it, "Ms Debra your expert service is requested in the boudoir, to the stairs, around the corner, first bedroom on your right." "Gentlemen, I will see you in a few moments," Debra stood. "Yes my sweet dear," Mr. Getty took to the floor and then took two steps toward Debra, taking her hand and pulling her to him again. The kiss, full and open, her eyes closed. "Hurry back, my dear." Debra smiled, picked up her large purse and headed toward the stairs. "Just a lovely girl, Jake. Just lovely." "I have asked Ms. Debra to join us. I trust she has a few secrets to help in Marian's transformation. " Tucked looked in the mirror the clothes now even more openly fem, especially with the bra that he did not need but still wore. The blouse did look better with the added dimension the bra provided, but he did not need a bra. The pants so tight he could barely breathe. "Shoes," Mrs. Getty announced aloud. Camille smiled and turned to the closet. Tuck stood still memorized the image in the mirror floating back and forth from feminine to unisex, maleness had vanished hours ago. "We must have purchased at least a dozen pairs, I am sure Camille will find the perfect pair. That was such a lovely shopping visit wasn't it. We will have to visit him again soon." Tuck smiled. The thank you he shared with the sales man coming back to him with colorful clarity "What do you think of these?" Camille asked coming back to the mirror. She was holding up the ones with the highest heel. At least 4 inches. "Oh just delicious, so sexy." Debra said upon entering the room. "Jake is just going to love those." Tuck stood at the mirror and heard Debra's voice, the evening he was sure was going to be a bit harder. He saw her in the mirror and caught her eye; she smiled and lifted her purse showing him that she was indeed prepared to help in his preparation. "Oh, wonderful Debra's here. You have to help us. We are lost in trying to take this cute boy to new realms as you have done." "Nonsense, Mrs. Getty you have done wonders today. Marian looks fantastic and I know he could not be happier to be in your employ." "You are to kind my pet," Mrs. Getty said, looking over at Tuck who still stood by the mirror, "but yes, your help is ever so appreciated." "Well, let us see what I have brought with me." She took her purse and sat it on the large bed, and began to pull various items from its deep ravines. "Ah it looks as if I have a few things that we could use." "Excellent, why don't you two have a seat at my make up table and any brush or wand you find of interest please feel free to make them your own." "Thank you so much, Mrs. Getty," Debra said walking over to the elaborate make-up table and taking a seat. "Come now Marian let's see what kind of improvement we can make. We will do your make up first and then we can attack your blonde curls." "I will leave you to it and I will return shortly. Camille why don't you accompany me, you can take a closer look at my nipples and see what kind of improvement has been made." Camille left first knowing the location that Mrs. Getty wished for a destination. She smiled as she knew also that it included a few minutes of exquisite attention. "Over here now, Marian. I do not want to have to tell Jake about your bad behavior now do we? Another naked bottom spanking would be required, now wouldn't it?" Tuck looked at the door that Mrs. Getty used to exit the area and knew in that moment he was again the hostage of Debra. He walked slowly across the room and took a seat next to her in the spot she was patting on the padded seat. He looked in the large mirror that was now in front, and noticed the ring of lights that surrounded the glass. They were bright and strained his eyes looking directly at them. He watched Debra take her hand and stroke it across the mirror slightly and the lights decreased in their brightness. "There that's much better, much more the light of the evening; we want to prepare your face for the illumination that is present." Tuck's smile was tight, he knew that Debra had a more hidden venue with respect to Jake and that he indeed was playing a part. Tonight would be another step in her plans. "We need to do some touch up from this am." She began to pull items from her purse. "That Debra is a real doll, Jake. Not sure how you let that one get away." "I think it was mutual decision. I can be a bit of controlling person, and some of the female gender has some difficulty with that." "I imagine that there is some aspect with regards to your, how shall I say, improved relationship with young Marian that balances that out?" Jake smiled, and took another sip of drink and walked across the room to the fountain windows and looked out. "I suppose so, Tuck now Marian, has been special to me, I mean I feel like he has benefited from our friendship. This takes it a next step. He seems to be doing well, the way he is taking it so far. The spanking this morning got his attention. I think it might be good for that not to be so uncommon. " Mr. Getty watched Jake from his chair wondering if there were other aspects that at the moment might be hidden. "In my limited interface with the boy I will take that as an advisement." "I think that is best, sir. He should know that you are not to be trivialized and that your presence in his life is to be highly valued, as I do myself." Mr. Getty stood and crossed over to where Jake stood, "Thank you your words, they mean much. I presume that the spanking this morning was well delivered and the reasons were well understood? " Jake turned around and looked at Mr. Getty, " I just don't know, I feel that he took the spanking this morning more as a means of attention, more than punishment or correction. Although, it was well served." "With your permission of course, I had intended to have the young man feel my hand as well beginning tomorrow afternoon if that meets with your schedule demands." "Sir, I would consider that an amazing gift, it was actually one in which I was hesitant to ask." "It would be given fully de-clothed, as I find that the removal of garments increases the understanding that it is intended as a correction." "I see, that is a excellent and insightful, one that I will use myself in terms of continued and future interactions that will be sure to arrive." "Might I make a suggestion?" "Of course sir, your words are taken with the utmost sincerity and value, please." "Perhaps your interface should not be so seldom and only given when needed or demanded, that they are more provided on your own schedule without permission or precedence." The comment stopped the conversation for a few, as they both took a few minutes to view the scene out the window and continue to enjoy their individual libation. "How so, I mean, I can see the benefit to some degree, but I would like your reasons to this novel approach." "The idea of a spanking is on several levels, there is an attention sharing of course, but there is an element of control that is equally important, one in which you have a significant interest in I might add, there is also a key element of both domination and humiliation which can be very effective teaching aides." "Go on." "Having young Marian over your lap and fully naked in more public of places instills the significance of the correction, the immediacy, and the humiliation adds to that considerably." "In public, how so?" "A restroom, your office, but the more the actual environment is no longer important to you, the more behavior, I should say correct behavior, is instilled, as the immediacy of the punishment outweighs the location." "Oh yes, I can see that." "That's why if we both have the same rules so to speak, the corrections can be more evenly distributed." "You have other means of control." "Yes, I do." "Perhaps you can share those with me at a later time." "Perhaps.. but rest assured I will insure that his presence with me in no way takes from your activities." "Not a second more of concern," Jake wanted to make the point clear, his voice was steady and low. "I know you have the best intentions for young Marian, I trust you completely." "There, so much better, perhaps a little more in the cheeks," she said brushing the soft brush along Tuck's cheek bone to the corner of his eye, the deep and dark shadow bringing out the line of his face. He looked in the mirror again as she swept the chair around to the front, and he was amazed at the transformation, especially with his eyes. She had spent the fifteen minutes or more and swapping brushes, pens and liners back and forth. His long lashes, already dark and long, were now fully transformed, with the lush black mascara, the lining around his eye, now a think dark pen trace, making his eyes look deeper and alluring. A rust brown, soft and gentle had scored his already narrowed eye brows. He looked at the image in the mirror, it was as if he was looking at a painting. "I want to warm up your lips just slightly." "Oh my, how perfect, Debra. You are such a talent. He looks just lovely." Mrs. Getty said coming back into the room followed by Camille. "Did you say lipstick, of course it is hardly needed but I have the perfect color." "Really, Mrs. Getty I don't think that it is necessary," Tuck said trying to fend off the last element of his transformation. "Of course dear, it's not, ahh, here it is." She had pulled out one of the lower drawers of the makeup table and found a satin gold case, inside were a collection of cosmetic options and among them she selected a silvered tube. "Here it is.. I am sure this will be perfect." She handed the tube to Debra. Debra took the tube removed the cover, "Yes, Mrs. Getty, you have such an excellent eye, this will go so well with what we have done so far." She turned the bottom, scooting up the lipstick, and approached Tuck. "Slightly part your lips dear." As Tuck did so, she deftly applied the warm red color. Tuck watched in the mirror as the color went on. It was kind of funny as the color was so close to the color of his natural lips, the lip stick application went on as if the color was invisible. She finished the upper lip. Looking at his face in the mirror, he immediately saw his original observation was mistaken, the color not only emphasized the shape and fullness of his lips, the color itself also stood out. It was most evident that he was wearing lip stick. "Now the lower," she made a small difference in her own face that he was to copy. "You are so right, he did not need that at all," Mrs. Getty said. "But the color is just so very lovely. Almost as if he was not wearing anything. But don't you just love the color." Tuck took the question as if it was being addressed to him Mrs. Getty looking directly into his eyes, "Yes, Mrs. Getty it's like its invisible." Debra had him blot his lips on tissue twice. "Much improved," Debra said reaching for a brush. "I am so very pleased. We just need to do something with his hair," Mrs. Getty said as she stood back beaming as if she had just opened a new present. "The style I started with won't take but a few brush strokes, a mist of spray and we will be finished. Oh by the way I noticed this is a Hennesy," she said holding up the lip stick, the color still showing. "It's a semi permanent color, and will not rub off. The color and shape should last for days, if not removed with a hearty make-up remover and sponge." "Wonderful, you are such a talent Debra. Hurry, I want Jake and Mr. Getty to see this amazing transformation as well." Tuck looked into the mirror as Debra began to work on his hair. The brush flew though his soft blonde curls with ease, several mist sprays holding the curls firm and in seconds it looked as good as it did that morning. He closed his eyes and reopened them several times. The mirror image sliding more toward the feminine. Then for some reason, as he took in the whole picture, the look, his look, became more unisex and he became accustomed to the change. He turned this way and that, touched his ear ring, and tried a smile, and slowly he became more comfortable and assured that the changes that were made were positive in nature. Jake would like the new look, as long as he was confident and assured. That was the hope. "Oh, my dear Marian." Mrs. Getty kissed him on the lips, "You are a sweet prince, just so lovely." Debra smiled, and said to her herself, princess perhaps. We will see. "Let's go, dinner should be in an hour or so, I have such a wonderful food tapestry planned. I know it will be enjoyed by all." Mrs. Getty led the group out the door. Tuck stood, and was immediately grabbed by Camille, as his novel balance on the higher heels took him for surprise. The slight elevation was also an element in the transformation he would have to get adjusted to. So much to adjust to. "I think I hear the accompaniment returning. Ah so, Mrs. Getty you look lovely," he said as Mrs. Getty was the first to enter the room. She wore a black silk dress, the red bra clearly seen supporting the ample and open cleavage. Her heels, four inches and tightly spiked, glinted even in the subtle lighting of the room. "Debra is a rare genius, you will not believe how well Marian looks, the transformation is just miraculous," she said sweeping into the room taking new possession of the space. "My efforts are not in the same league as your own, the new wardrobe you have for Marian will be his preserver for many months to come," Debra said following close behind. "And we have hardly scratched the surface but we did make a small dent," Mrs. Getty laughed. "In my wallet, I imagine, as well," Mr. Getty agreed. "Shopping, dear, requires a certain investment," Mrs. Getty answered quickly with her own smile. "Yes, I am sure it does," the conversation having been repeated countless times on her return from various shopping expeditions, not only in this hemisphere but others as well. "Well let's see the boy. Marian come on in and let's take a look," Mr. Getty called out, urging Tuck to enter. Tuck had been the last down the stairs and was helped by Camille up until she departed and left him alone and semi unbalanced in the spacious hallway and the entrance to the room. His first steps most awkward but as he progressed down the steps and through the house, he was getting better with the higher heels on each step. His efforts at improvement were to prevent tipping over and landing in lump in front of Jake, which he was sure would be a most humiliating and deplorable outcome. "I am here, just a second," he called to the room, he stood alone still outside of their view. Now terrified as to Jake's opinion. Tucked looked across the hall to the mirror that was hung over a table graced with flowers, fresh and fragrant. He wondered if he still carried his own rare scent fresh on his skin from the earlier perfumed bath, he lifted a hand to his nose to take a quick test, and picked up a slight scent of morning dew and flowers in the back ground. He still carried that fresh fragrance on his skin and in his hair. He brushed a soft misbehaving blonde curl back behind his ear revealing the stunning set of earrings that Mrs. Getty had placed there moments ago. He thought, yes, moments ago and how much had changed in the last few days. It was now or never, Jake's eyes would be on him in seconds. He stepped into the room. "Marian, how wonderful, and so wonderful to see you again, you look just lovely, a picture for the museum," Mr. Getty said taking a two steps over from his standing position, taking Tuck by the hand and leading him close, "just a wonder, you ladies are just magical. I trust that Mrs. Getty has treated you well?" "Oh yes sir, so lovely." "And Miss Debra, I am sure," he added looking over at Debra who stood next to her chair. "I could not be in better company sir." "So wonderful to hear, dear, "with his final words he pulled Tuck close and gave him a very open kiss it, recently taken as a most normal welcome. Tuck closed his eyes as he felt the older man take possession of him once more. The kiss was deep and so intimate. Mr. Getty's free hand came around and pulled him even closer, tight on his very well appointed rear. Tucks eyes closed almost involuntarily, the strength and dominance taking him to places that were becoming more and more familiar. "Oh Mr. Getty," Tuck said being released and still only a few inches away, his lips still wet with Mr. Getty's excitement. Tuck searched for the right words, "it's just been truly a lovely day." "Well Jake, don't you think Marian looks decidedly better, and deserves a nice welcome." "Of course," Jake stood and walked over to where Tuck was standing, "I trust that you were most obedient and respectful of all Mrs. Getty's wishes and desires." "Yes very much so, her smile was the only thing I was concentrating on." Jake smiled taking Tuck's hand, "I am, pleased." He pulled Tuck a little closer and leaned over and gave Tuck a small kiss on the cheek. Tuck shivered, Jake's barest touch sending him in new directions, and all senses pulled in different ones. He looked at Jake, "I am glad you are pleased." "Jake, I think Marian deserves a far nicer welcome than that," the comment a direct challenge from Mr. Getty. "Yes Jake," Debra chimed in, "I am sure you can do better than that. " Jake looked at Debra with a note of anger, her tone of disrespect was more a bet against his ability to please Mr. Getty than it was a supportive statement. He was not going to let the dare go unchallenged. He turned back to Tuck. Taking hold of his hand and holding it behind Tucks back, pulling him close, his hold tighter. "Yes, I should perhaps welcome our Marian in more complete manner." Tuck was worried that perhaps the look, even his scent was over the limit, that in the next second he would feel the swift and sudden slap and then release. A release that would be forever. "Marian, it is truly good to see you and I do so appreciate your effort in improvement, your hair, your skin, your clothing, all show me your effort. I am very pleased with your efforts and progress." Tuck eyes were locked on to Jake's, he could not tear them away as if they were magnetically attached. Jakes deep brown eyes seemed closer than they had ever been before. The strength of Jake's hand holding his, the comparison in size so very apparent, made his body feel even smaller. Jakes words like honey, dripped slowly from his lips, the smile so open and real. He felt the grip on his hand never hard, but with upmost control, pull him even closer, their lips now only inches apart. "You have done well Marian, so very well," and then they were together. They were kissing. Jake was kissing him. It was unimaginable, it was magic, it was so different. He felt drawn like a silver ingot melting and being brought to its owner, and then reformed. Jakes tongue, hard, pressing, opening, his lips rough, his beard hard, all thrusting, taking, owning, and there was a deep desire there as well, his yes, but he felt Jake's too, and yes there was a smile, a shade, evidenced in the kiss, pulling them tighter together. Tucks eyes closed again, but this time they might never reopen. "Oh so much better, now that was a lovely welcome." Mr. Getty said approving the warm welcome and passionate kiss. "Oh Jake," Mrs. Getty said, "You are a dear and you have made my dear Marian feel so welcome." Tuck could barely speak. Jake still held his hand, his lips were hot and fresh, the taste of Jake still lingering on them. Jakes body, his arm and support kept Tuck up from the floor. Jake turned to the couch and took a most willing Tuck with him. "You ladies have done an admirable job, he is looking so much better." Jake said arranging himself and Tuck on the couch Tuck close to him. "He is wearing a bra I see." "Yes he is, it's entirely not needed," Mrs. Getty said shaking her head slightly, approving her negative. "I see," Jake laughed, "but necessary?" "Quite so," Mrs. Getty agreed most seriously. "I expect I should then see Marian wearing a bra on a more frequent basis." "Most certainly, yes, but as you and he have pointed out it is entirely unnecessary." Jake laughed again, "I do not see any reason to argue with that logic." Mr. Getty smiled, raising his glass in salute, "Such a bold and brilliant young man you are, Jake." Tuck could only smile, his voice coming back, wanting to say something, ask questions but understanding that his opinion on the subject, any subject, was not requested. His questions on the decisions that had already been made would be not only superfluous but unasked for. The glow he still felt from Jakes warm words, his lips, his taste, held him silent. Jakes strong arm rested on Tucks leg. "Marian would you care for a drink?" Mr. Getty asked. Without even thinking about it Tuck turned his head toward Jake, a question on his lips but unasked. "Marian will have a glass of white wine." "Excellent choice, I have a Ramonet Montrachet of which I shared a glass with Mrs. Getty last evening, it was most desirable." "Thank you, sir," it was the first words that came from Tuck since first entering the room. His voice had moved into a higher pitch range, his words delivered in much more moderate voice . Jake smiled enjoying the ease of control he held. There was no a word of discomfort or objection. No argument, just acceptance, and gratitude. His hand moved somewhat higher on Tuck's leg. Tuck felt the move but did not acknowledge it in any way. Jake's hands were large, nearly fitting around his thigh on their own. Jake was saying something in return to Mr. Getty's comment, his hand left the position on his thigh to make a point, leaving a spot of warmth, the cool room air showing him the exact spot Jake's possession had taken. The hand moved confidently up and down while Jake was making his conversational point and when finished, the hand came back down on his thigh once more but this time even higher, almost as if it was searching for his little hidden secret. The strength and position pulled a breath free. Jake was in his element, the conversation drifted across subjects like a cascading wind, drifting and picking up the sail for a brief three minute sprint. Having the control and the possession of Marian beside him brought not only the strong competitive male out from under, it brought out his power and confidence. He thought of Marian as a boy not a girl but the closeness, even the kiss, seemed so natural so near perfect, it was hard to explain. He glanced over to Tuck during a brief moment and looked at Marian and saw changes that just added to his pleasure. He smiled and reached over and adjusted the blouse Tuck wore, a brief, gentle touch to the fabric, a slight move, a bit straighter after his adjustment. The bra seemed to be entirely not needed, but added so much, he would make sure it was a standard from this point forward. "I will be back in a minute," Mr. Getty said, "I have a quick call I need to make this evening. I will be back shortly," standing up and asking for leave, he smiled at Marian on the couch. Debra used the occasion to stand herself and pulling her cell from her large purse, then walking off to the side, and out another door, her drink in hand. Mrs. Getty, a minute after Mr. Getty left, stood, said a quick apology, remembering some undone chore, and departed the room. Quite suddenly Tuck and Jake were left alone in the big room. "Marian I am pleased; your behavior today is so much improved. I think the discussion we had this morning was well appreciated." "Thank you Jake." "A spanking like that I believe brings clarity and understanding, especially when it is delivered over my lap and fully bare." "Yes Jake," Tuck did not know what else to say. "I was quite lenient in the number and severity, next time I assure you that both will be improved upon." Tucks bottom seemed to relive the smarting on both cheeks. "Are there still marks?"Tuck was not sure where the conversation was heading. "Not any more. I think they have mostly faded, during the day." "Let me see." There it was, the conversation had just moved off into a realm where not even fantasy would seem so unrealistic. What did he expect him to do in the living room pull his pants down and for Jake to inspect his morning spanking. He wanted him to do that, in front of Mr. and Mrs. Getty and Debra? They were not in the room, but they could walk back in at any second. Maybe this was a joke or a test. "I am sorry Jake, I don't think this is an appropriate place for such an inspection." This was the first time that Jake had heard Marian talk back, to disagree with any of his requests, suggestions or demands. The good feeling he held, the smile of contentment, changed in second, vanished, and erupted in anger. The heat grew, boiling to the top, the feeling of control lost, transformed from one of contentment to one of fury. His hand, heavy and hard reached out and slapped Marian on the face. It was fast and without thought, without planning, the sharp sound echoed across the room. The suddenness and near immediate transference, the change from the comfort and protection dissolved as if acid dropped on a thin sheet of paper. The slap so quick, without warning, exploded on his face, the tears that flowed came not only from the intense pain but the hurt that Jake could turn on him so quickly and without provocation. "I did not ask for a discussion, I did not ask for your opinion did I?" He yelled. Tuck was nearly speechless, his hand now on the blistering, hot impact, he mumbled, "No sir." His voice soft and through tears, the 'sir' added without thinking but after it was said, it was accepted. "I don't want to see that kind of behavior again," the words came out quietly, calm, they were almost kind in nature, it was as if a switch had been hit from on to off, the raging torch extinguished . "I am so sorry Jake, I was not thinking," Tuck said, the tears still fresh, the harsh sting there but slowly fading. "Will that happen again?" "No Jake, your request..." "What request?" Tuck saw that this was now more of test and perhaps training in response. He stopped, looked up and took his hands from his face and folded them together, one hand over the other in front and on his lap. He took a second, breathing in and out twice. His voice absent of tears, "Your request to look at my bare bottom, to see if there are any marks left from this morning." "That's correct. I won't see such disrespect or argument again will I?" "No sir." "Alright then let us have a look." Tuck stood up straight and turned so that his back was to Jake, and undid the belt on his pants, then reaching behind he pulled the rear zipper down and undid the clasp in back, both now disengaged, he lowered his pants and panties as one, a little afraid that Jake would see the ultra fem lingerie that Mrs. Getty had him wear. He stepped free of both, the heels giving him some difficulty. His bottom now bear, he bent over at the waist slightly so Jake could take a look at his bottom. "Bend over more, and spread your feet apart." The directions were not argued and Tuck bent farther over so his bottom was now higher than his head. He moved his feet farther apart, the heels he was wearing seemed to make that harder. "Very pretty panties Marian," Jake laughed, holding the discarded lingerie up for closer inspection. "Cute socks too," he noted touching the tight elastic holding the pink knee socks up to his thighs that Camille had provided. "Mrs. Getty wanted me to wear a pair of her panties as a symbol of my new employment." "Very nice, I am sure, like the bra, they will not be a singular event." Jake's hand went to Tuck's exposed bottom covering the pink, warm skin with his hot hand. He pulled the soft cheeks apart. The move rude, intrusive, but as he felt the power of such, the knowledge that he owned the boy in front of him, bent and exposed, the intimate touch sent a very private signal to his own secret spot. He felt his cock pulse and enlarge. He ran his finger up the center between the soft cheeks, over the little hole closed tight. He felt the pulse of Marian each time his fingers explored. Tuck's little penis cute and tight hung down. Jake let his finger trace over the soft skin, marveling at the small size, and his own control. "Yes, I can see evidence of my attentions this am, it's still red here and here," with his voice, his hand followed to the spots sending shivers across Tucks body. "But it looks like your bottom is quite ample. I think it can take significant more attention without any issue and this evening's outburst will definitely be awarded with the appropriate attention." Tuck heard the words and knew he would be over Jake's lap again and quite soon. "Ah, what is going on here, might I ask," Mr. Getty voiced his question upon returning to the room. Tuck stood, but without permission, naked from the waist down, his two hands went to cover his small penis, still trapped in the chemicals that had bathed it yesterday morning. "I was just inspecting Marian's bottom to see if he had any marks left over from this morning's attentions." "What pray tell is the outcome of the inspection." "I found a few. Marian bend over again, I want Mr. Getty to see how well you accepted this morning's spanking." The request was delivered directly. There was not to be an argument or discussion. Tuck could not begin to imagine how the evening could have gotten worse. He bent over once again following Jake's demands exactly, his head down, his eyes closed , he spread his feet, wider than before, now naked in front of both Jake and Mr. Getty. "Yes, I can still see the imprint of your hand on his fair skin, right here," the observation was immediately followed by the placement of hands. Laying them over the exact spot the original impact was felt. "But I do think the boy's bottom is most well adapted for much harder strokes, even with a cane or ruler, when called for." "I agree, but a cane? Isn't that a bit extreme?" "Well it does have to be applied with some level of skill, welts are the result, some may weep a bit of clear liquid," Mr. Getty lectured in a calm voice, "but you do everything to keep from cutting the skin. Quite intense and painful for hours, they are lessons that are not forgotten." Tuck was still bent over, his bottom in full view of the two men. Now hearing and considering that the spanking in his future could become much more intense. "My word, what are you two boys doing with my Marian?" Mrs. Getty said, as she too returned to the room. "Dearest, Jake was just inspecting Marian's bottom to make sure there were no lasting marks as a result of his spanking this morning." "What a dear fellow. Jake, you are such a friend to be so concerned, I trust you found no such dire marks after his bare bottom spanking?" "No, my love, Jake was indeed gentle this AM. Marian has a very full bottom and it will take much greater attentions in the future." "Jake, is everything is all right?" Debra said, she too returning from her phone conversation. "No, all is fine , I was just making sure Marian's bottom was not scared from this morning's spanking," Jake replied, explaining the situation for a third time "So nice of you," Debra said putting her phone away. "Yes, I remarked so as well, a great friend Marian has in Jake," Mrs. Getty moved closer to see the evidence for herself. Tuck was not so sure, he was still upside down, his ass naked and his little boy toy just barely hanging down, almost invisible, as it was so small. Debra could see the same and smiled enjoying the both the discomfort and the humiliation that Marian must be feeling. The size of his little penis pleased her. The chemical solution she had used was well appointed, marketed solely for making the vagina tighter. The expensive cream was not sold in the United States. Having done a wonderful job on Marians little toy, she would insure its use on regular basis. "You can rub some cream over the impact area which will counter the red and slightly swollen aspects," Debra added, hoping to keep the scene alive. "An excellent suggestion, do we have any creams that you think would be appropriate, Mrs. Getty?" Mr. Getty asked. "I am sure we have something, let me get Danielle to find something." "Mrs. Getty, I should have something in my purse," the large bag holding all of the items previously used on Marian in the bedroom was at her feet, "Yes, this should do well." She handed the tube to Jake. "How much should I use?" "Just put some in the palm of your hand and warm it up a bit, it goes on quite easily," she smiled helpfully, "Just a little in your palm should be enough. It goes along way." Jake took the tube and opened the top and squeezed an amount into his hand, pooling an amount in his palm. Debra smiled having forgotten how large Jakes hands were, the amount in any other hand would be dripping on the floor. The giant gob of cream was rubbed between his two palms warming the cold to warm. Finished, he looked up at Debra, she smiled as if giving him permission to follow through. He smiled back and then began to smear the thick cream over Marian's plump bottom. "Get the cream well between his bottom cheeks too," Mr. Getty said, his voice saying that he was there to take the responsibility should Jake desire to abdicate. Mr. Getty's voice had become a bit deeper and more gravelly as he watched Jake bring his hands to Marian's bare bottom. Jake ran the lotion covered fingers over Marian's plump bottom, he knew it was Marian's, which made it even better, he was not sure of the why, he just knew the intense feeling of control, so powerful could only get more intense as it grew even deeper and stronger. His warm hand molded the soft skin and he insured his fingers slipped between the open cheeks, covering Tuck's little cute rose bud. He so wanted to let his finger enter the little hole. "That's good Jake, that should make his cute bum feel much better," Mrs. Getty offered watching Jake smooth the lotion liberally around Marian's smooth bottom. Tuck was beyond words, he could not begin to explain the feelings he had. They were mixed, on one hand, an ultimate humiliation at being handled in this manner, by and in front of so many people, and on the other a smile of contentment, hidden, so nobody could recognize it. Jake's warm and large hand, holding him, touching, molding hi soft skin on his bare bottom, so much of a gentle touch, intimate, and so very close. He could not explain it and he could not move. "I see some redness here," Debra said recognizing the openness and slight red nature of Marian's sweet rose bud also well displayed, and sensing the capability of adding another element to the evening's fun. "Oh my, no, I don't like this," she said placing a finger directly on the tender ring. "What ill are you referring to?" The question asked by Mr. Getty. "It looks like Marian has a bit of irritation in regard and as a result of the enema I gave him earlier today. Minor, but it should be treated." "Would you have the proper pharmaceutical in your ample supplies with you this evening?" Again Mr. Getty voiced the exact question that Debra wanted to hear. "Let me check," she said seeing that her plan was moving along quite nicely. She went over to her purse once again and dug in to the contents for a few seconds, more so to show her desire to help, than an actual search. Finished with her little exhibition of exploring, she extracted a tube of vaginal lubricant. "This will work well this evening and I will bring something more appropriate in the morning that Marian can give you Jake." "Thank you Debra, you are most kind," Jake said taking the tube from Debra. "Just put a little on his bum hole right there," she put her own finger on the bump of flesh, "and rub it in." She was trying to hold back both a smile and laugh. She decided to push it another step. "Put a bit more on and simply push some into his bum. The lotion will bring the swelling down." Jake was rubbing Tuck's little pucker softly, the aspect of control and submission was becoming more apparent. He looked up at Debra to see if she was serious, her smile, and a slight nod, indicated he was permitted to do as she suggested. Tuck could not believe his ears, and was very close to bolting and running out of the house, no matter the condition he was in. The intrusion and violation of both his person and privacy was reaching the maximum amount he could handle. The attention that Jake was sharing with him kept him in place, head down, bottom up, as if his feet were in cement. "Ok, let me see if this works," he said his finger now coated with a large glob of the lubricant. Carefully he rubbed it around the little hole, again gently pressing on the center, pressing harder as each second passed, opening the hole more and more, pressing harder on the little bud, watching it open slightly. "Press harder, honey, push your finger in, use some effort. It feels good, believe me," she laughed. Jake did not smile but pressed harder not wanting to be made the fool, and the finger pushed inside just barely breaking the barrier. He was surprised at how easily it e

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  Naci and I had been here almost the whole time after our narrow escape. I had finally started trying to strengthen Naci though it was slow going. She had power there was no doubt about that. It was just that her defenses were so weak. Plus there was the fact that she was so untrained in most defensive tactics.    I sighed as I had Naci again try to stop a bolt I sent at her. Shaking my head I saw that she held it great at first. Then she seemed to lose her resolve a few minutes later. A...

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Toman of the Cherokee 16

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Finally we exited the portal landing a lot softer than we had in all the previous landings. Smiling at Naci when we landed she kissed me then went to set up the camp. Waving a hand a chair appeared before me as I stretched out my hands projecting the bubble to hide...

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Toman of the Cherokee 5

  I stared at the mage with an opened mouth though I wasn't about to drop my defense, no I knew better. I had done that with the only friend I'd had in school when he tried to take what he could from me. This of course seriously pissed me off. The end results being that he was dead I was alive and the entire council was now after me and Pops.   I looked hard at the mage before me, I could actually feel his power damn how in the hell was I keeping him at bay. Shit this one had serious...

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Toman of the Cherokee 21

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton __________________________ Morganna's sobs were almost the only sound in the clearing next to Mordaf's village. How could this be possible? Merlin was far more powerful than any other mage she'd ever seen. The only exception was Toman, though...

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 8

“WHAT?!!! I thought it was a trick!” I said as the apparition of my mother stared at me... “I’m sorry Toman in almost all cases it is true that ghosts cannot exist on this plain. In certain cases when a death is so horrific and quick the essence of a person can latch on to another. In this case it was father. I thank you father for holding us as long as you have. I know it has taken a supreme effort on your part.” “We?” I almost shouted. “What in the hell do you mean we?” Even as I watched...

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Toman of the Cherokee 3

  I heard Pops in my head. Pops told me.   I was almost shouting at him in my mind.    Just then I heard more movement down the trail. Moving back I soon saw several younger males moving toward the village. One in particular drew my attention, Malak with his one arm in a sling. Moving past only a few gave me a heated look, though Malak's could have melted metal.   Stopping before me he growled, "You will regret not killing me outsider! Your days here are numbered I shall make...

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Toman of the Cherokee 22

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton __________________________ I was pissed as hell. Other than my mother Drenna and Morganna I could remember nothing else. Hell, they told me that I had lived in this village before though I still had no memory of it. It had taken almost a week for...

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Toman of the Cherokee 11

I had just started to make enchanted motions in the air as several glyphs appeared. Nodding I tried to push more power into them as the glyphs grew brighter. Panting I was crawling as fast as I could toward the opening, just a little more and then they would be safe again! “Toman!” Damn if that didn’t sound like Naci. Good she’d follow me. Again I pushed as hard as I could, but suddenly feeling a sticky wetness on my leg. Looking down I smiled; I was bleeding again, at least I knew I was...

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Toman of the Cherokee 9

  "Before I go Pops I thought I might do something to help these people." I told all of them. Concentrating I stretched out feeling the bubble then I felt it as it started to expand toward the village. Within moments I felt it start to spread over the entire village then beyond to the other side.   Pops shook his head as he felt that the bubble was as strong as before. "Well done Toman! This should help to hide all four of us."   Merlin was nodding also, "remember Toman the third...

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Toman of the Cherokee 60

  "You wondering how they are going to justify sending a hunter?" I heard pops breaking my train of thought. "Yeah pops that had occurred to me. We are going to have to leave Pops; I can't endanger the rest of the tribe like this." I told him a little afraid that the hunter would kill everyone just to get to me.   Shaking his head Pops started to chuckle a moment. "Really Pops I fail to see what is so damn funny!" I yelled at him.   "Toman you have far more control than your...

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 9

Naci and I emerged from the Teepee that Pops and I had shared. Making our way out of the village towards the bubble, we entered seeing Pops, Merlin, Mordaf (aka Tall Bear) and my mother. “Before I go Pops I thought I might do something to help these people.” I told all of them. Concentrating I stretched out feeling the bubble then I felt it as it started to expand toward the village. Within moments I felt it start to spread over the entire village then beyond to the other side. Pops shook...

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Toman of the Cherokee EPILOGUE

It was then that Naci told me about what she had done, herself. I had been very deeply unconscious, when her want for me overshadowed rational thought. She had taken her clothes off, impaling herself upon me. Here I had thought all this time it had just been a strange dream. Naci shook her head no. "I had wanted you so badly up to that point. My desire for you was growing larger each day. It got to the point that day that I knew I wouldn't make it past the end of the day. You were so...

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Toman of the Cherokee 40

  Sitting there a few more moments I started to get out of bed when the room started to slightly spin. Catching the wall I slowly sank to the ground with a groan. A moment later Atohi's head popped in the opening of the teepee.   "I thought it would be far longer before you would be up." Atohi said as he came and sat beside me. "I was going to wait 'til you were awake, feeling better. Malak's father cut you pretty bad."   I nodded as it appeared that Atohi was a little nervous...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 10

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 11

Slowly ever so slowly I felt consciousness begin to flow into my mind. I suddenly sat up with a start; we were back in the time of the people I had left! Again I struggled as I tried to get off the bed falling to the floor with a thud. I heard a female voice scream as I tried again and again to rise off the floor. Damn it! I had to leave I couldn’t endanger these people! I had just started to make enchanted motions in the air as several glyphs appeared. Nodding I tried to push more power...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 8

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Toman of the Cherokee 7

  "Now we can talk, though I am unsure of why you are here." Merlin stated.   Sighing I nodded, "I was told that you were the only one that could help me. You see I am a wild magic user." I saw Merlin's eyes go wide then he nodded as he extended a hand toward me.   "Ah! You're Tollan and Drenna's son! A fine pair of mages!" Merlin said then suddenly his face twisted into a mask of rage. "How dare they!" With a sigh Merlin shook his head. "I am afraid that I cannot leave here...

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Toman of the Cherokee 23

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton _________________________ "I need all of you out here right now!" Ukobach was growling as he concentrated. "We can end the last obstacle to the council ruling the magic dimension forever!" I looked at Ukobach, almost feeling sorry for him, almost....

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Toman of the Cherokee 20

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton __________________________ I could barely believe what I was hearing. She wanted my help? Shaking my head I was still staring at her in disbelief. Letting out a huge sigh I reached out feeling all the spells and curses on her. Then my eyes shot open when I felt...

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Toman of the Cherokee 14

------------------ Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ------------------------------------------- I was still going over our last action when Naci walked to me with a plate of food. "Here husband, you need to keep up your strength if we are to succeed." Then with a wry smile she continued. "Besides if we are to start a family one day, you will need to be in your best shape." I was startled a moment...

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Toman of the Cherokee 2

"What in the hell do you mean you are pledged to marry me when you are of age?! I made no such damn pledge! I have half a mind to--" It was at that moment that I noticed that Naci was starting to cry. Ah crap that's all I need a weepy female! "What in the hell is wrong!" I almost shouted my frustration getting the best of me. This of course made Naci cringe and withdraw away from me. "You do not wish to be pledged to me? You wish to dishonor me and my father like this? I would be...

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Toman of the Cherokee 17

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ukobach was cursing even harder, what were those idiots doing? More than half of the guard corps was destroyed. Almost all of the hunters were dead or missing. Scratching his chin he thought of calling a...

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Toman of the Cherokee 13

------------------ Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ----------------------------------------- Lying down for the night I was awake for a while as several ideas were floating through my mind. Obviously I was going to have to change tactics. With all I did I didn't really think that any of the tricks I had pulled would really fool any of them much longer. Reaching out I once again made sure that all...

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Toman of the Cherokee 1

  I can only hope to be that powerful one day, though from what my grandfather said I will. Compared to what Merlin was I am weak though I have a secret that I know a lot of other mages would kill to know. Looking at the smoke I nodded, as a matter of fact a few had already tried, as many had been trying for centuries.   It appears that I got a little far into my cups one night at the mage academy. You know a school for mages. I opened my mouth about an ability I had and, that was the day I...

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 12

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Manya The Forbidden Lust IntensifiesChapter 13

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Toman of the Cherokee 18

Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father New Council Members ___________________ Pikon Corth Groton Tydeth Docal Clondal - female Lyndeth - female Creton ---------------------------------------- I was at full power in less than a second with Naci close behind. "I could kill you with no problem Rigal. You are within my magical boundaries; you obviously have no desire to live much longer." I was...

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Toman of the Cherokee 15

Merlin Gwendydd - sister Morgenau - brother Morial - brother Morien - brother Mordaf - brother - Naci's father ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This time as we came out of the portal at an alarming speed I was actually trying to turn us. With a smile I saw that I had made it as we both landed with a hard thud. Naci was on top of me with a shocked look on her face. The force of the landing with her...

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Atohi left me as he headed back into the village. I was still standing there beside the trail. Today had certainly been an eye opener that was for sure! Thinking about Naci’s naked body I shook my head as I felt parts of my anatomy grow to painful lengths! I heard Pops in my head....

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Toman of the CherokeeChapter 22

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