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In Jack’s pickup, as they followed Solana to his home, Construct said, “Lord, it is important that you breed with females who possess the ancient blood, such as Senator Solana’s daughter, Valentina, and his other daughters. That way the rule of the Lords of Light can be re-established. I didn’t mention it last night, Lord, but it would have been better if you had impregnated Sharley, who has the ancient blood, rather than your concubine Dakota.”
“What’re you talking about? I didn’t impregnate anyone. My understanding is that it takes an average of three or four months to get a woman pregnant, and that’s if she isn’t using birth control,” said Jack.
“Lord, whenever you ejaculate your semen into a female’s vagina, she will become pregnant. That’s why it would have been preferable if you had used Sharley’s vagina instead of her mouth and anus. But I am sure, Lord, you will have the opportunity to produce many more children with the ancient blood.”
“I’m sure Dakota is on the pill; I know most models are, to keep their periods regular.”
“Lord, will you please tell me what this ‘birth control’ is you refer to.”
Jack explained to Construct about different birth control methods - the pill, implants and similar hormone-based methods, condoms and diaphragms and sponges, spermicides, IUDs, and anything else he could think of. He got the idea Construct didn’t approve, though he agreed that probably even Jack’s super-sperm would be ineffective against most modern methods.
“Lord, surely some of the children you have already fathered may possess some of the ancient blood, even if their mothers did not.”
Construct was shocked when Jack told him that as far as he knew he didn’t have any children - none from his mercifully short first marriage, none that he knew of from any of a variety of girls and women he had been with, and of course, none with Sharley. The idea that a man could have lived thirty-nine years without having fathered any children surprised Construct. “Surely, Lord, you will be having many children in the future, and especially when all the fragments of the crystal are reunited, and you take your rightful place in this world.”
Jack stopped conversing with Construct for the rest of the trip, thinking about what he had learned, about what Construct called the Lords of Light, and the dream he had last night. Who were those men? Could they have been his sons?
“Explain to me why I need to take Solana’ wife and concubines. I thought I was supposed to build up a harem of my own.”
“It is not a matter of adding to your harem. It is a matter of control. When a Lord passes, his crystal goes to another. In many cases, that person is his heir and successor, but sometimes the Lord is not as strong as another, and the transfer is not ... planned.”
“You mean he is deposed,” interpreted Jack.
“Remember, Lord, the crystal gives great power and only a strong hand can wield that power. Not all heirs have been strong.”“So, what does that have to do with Senator Solana?”
“When the crystal passes to another, the concubines of the first Lord are released from their bond to him. It is not immediate and can take many days, but they will be released. By taking a Lord’s chief concubine, this release can be delayed and controlled. The other members of this Order of the Crystal will notice the Senator’s concubines being released.”
“So, by taking his chief concubine, his wife, we can delay the Order until I am better able to handle them.”
“Precisely, Lord. You don’t have to keep them, but you must control them.”
Jack nodded in silent agreement with the idea. Additionally, the chief concubine of a shard holder was probably a beautiful woman and skilled in bed. It was not going to be a hardship to take her. He followed the Senator into a gated community, and then into the driveway of a large Spanish-styled two-story. He parked behind Solana and followed him to the front door.
Solana opened the door and led Jack into a large tiled foyer. From around the corner a clear soprano voice said, “Diego, this is a pleasant surprise! I’d love some lunchtime fun!” There was a click of heels on tile and the owner of the voice came around the corner. She was the woman in the picture in the Senator’s office, maybe ten years younger than the Senator, with frosted blonde hair cut in a shoulder-length perm, bright blue eyes, medium tall, buxom with a narrow waist and wide set hips. She was dressed in a light brown silk blouse, a knee-length dark brown skirt, nylons, and three-inch dark brown heels. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed as she saw a visitor. Mrs. Solana had been in the process of unbuttoning her blouse. She immediately twisted away and rebuttoned her blouse.
Solana cleared his throat and nervously said, “Maria, this is John Winfield. He asked to meet you.”
“Lord, she has much of the ancient blood, much more than her husband.”
Red-faced, Maria Solana turned to face her guest. Something was off. Diego was behaving strangely, and his normally powerful personality seemed diminished. “Welcome to our home, Mister Winfield.” She held out her hand to Jack.
Jack took her hand and immediately said, “Obey me.”
The effect was immediate. Maria Solana gasped slightly, a slight flush coming to her face and neck, and Jack noticed her posture straighten, thrusting out her substantial breasts. “Yes, Lord.”
“Let’s go into the living room,” said Jack.
Maria led the two men around the corner. There was a large formal parlor with plush carpet and a gas fireplace along one wall, over which a painting of Diego Solana, Senior was hung. From a different archway a slender young Mexican girl in a maid uniform came in. “Señora?”
“I’ll call you if we need you, Rosita,” answered Maria.
Jack recognized the name from the Senator’s list of concubines. Diego was banging the hired help, which made Jack wonder just how smart the man was. From the size of the shard in the ring and the absence of a controlling intelligence to it, the Solana men were limited to a strong power of persuasion and seduction. According to a bio in one of the Senator’s re-election pamphlets, Diego Solana Senior had died four years before. Considering what Construct had told him about how the crystal was transferred, Senior was a much stronger male than his son. When Junior had received it, he began banging any woman he met; all his concubines’ children were toddlers. He had also run for State Senator almost immediately, and this was his first re-election. He wondered how Junior would handle the rash of illegitimate children suddenly popping up in the middle of a political campaign when Junior’s control over their mothers deteriorated.
It was necessary to control the household. “Rosita, por favor,” said Jack. He walked over to her and touched her hand, taking control. He ordered her to the kitchen. “Are there any other servants?” he asked Maria.
“We have a groundskeeper, Manolo, Rosita’s husband, but he is outside. Diego, what is happening?”
Her husband didn’t answer. Instead, Jack asked, “When will your children be home?”
“The boys are in college. Valentina has cheerleading after school. She won’t be home until dinner. Why? Diego?”
Diego ignored her, and she turned back towards Jack. Construct said, “She is fighting you, Lord. This is normal when taking another’s concubine. You must reinforce your commands.”
Jack reached out and took her hands in his left hand and held his right hand to her left cheek. “Your world has changed, Maria. Obey me. You belong to me, now. Obey me. He is nothing. Obey me!”
Maria Solana’ expression change from one of confusion to one of acquiescence. “Yes, Lord.”
“Maria, you are now happier than you ever have been with your husband. You belong to me. I will make you happy. You will become one of my concubines. You will be more sexually fulfilled than ever before.”
“Yes, Lord,” she said, smiling finally.
To Diego, he ordered, “Sit.” To Maria, Jack ordered, “Take off your blouse and skirt.”
“Thank you, Lord,” she answered. She glanced over at her husband, now sitting on the couch and staring at her, but then she turned her eyes back to Jack. She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy white bra underneath. Then she undid the catch above the zipper on her skirt; unzipping the skirt; she let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. “Lord?”
Jack smiled at what he saw. Maria Solana had large, full breasts which were barely covered by the transparent white lace. Her skin was flawless and smooth, and her navel was deep. Her skirt had hidden the fact that she wasn’t wearing pantyhose but was wearing thigh-high stockings held in place with a tiny garter belt. Her transparent white thong panties were worn properly, as far as Jack was concerned, in that they were outside of the garters so they could be removed without taking off her stockings. “You are very lovely, Maria. I am sure you will bring me much pleasure. Take your bra off. I want to see your breasts.”
“Yes, Lord, thank you.” She reached between her tits to the front clasp and popped her bra open, and then peeled it off and tossed it aside. Cupping her breasts, she lifted them and offered them to Jack. “Please, Lord, take me.” Her nipples were large and puffy.
Jack smiled. “Kneel and pleasure me.”
Maria gave him a glorious smile and knelt before him. A minute later Jack’s pants and shorts were around his ankles, and his erection was in her face. “Lord, it is magnificent! It is the largest I have ever had!”
“Lord, you must reinforce this moment with her former master. It will enhance your control.”
Jack glanced over at Diego. “Watch your wife pleasure me. You will never enjoy this again. When I cum, you will cum, but you will never again find pleasure in this.” Then it was Jack’s turn to gasp, as Maria’s lips encircled his cockhead and her tongue began slipping under his foreskin. Maria must have sucked an awful lot of cock to be this good, he thought to himself. It was all he could do to concentrate enough to remove his shirt and throw it to the side. Naked, he placed his hands on her perfectly coiffed head and began thrusting his cock even deeper into her mouth. Maria responded by opening her mouth even further and angling her head, so it could go deeper. Her hands went to his hips, pulling him even further in. When Jack felt her nose in his pubic hair, it became too much. Groaning loudly, he began cumming, spurting thick ropes of jism into her mouth. Maria swallowed it all, not missing a single drop.
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And yet, she would be disappointed if he weren’t there when she went in. When he looks at her, she feels a tingling deep in her belly like the nervousness of a roller coaster ride, and her knees tremble with a need she can’t name. Tonight is the western-themed party at her husband’s office, and though she hates western wear, hates offices parties and at times hates her husband, she is here in the leather store to buy an outfit. She had originally gone to a western store and flipped through...
Growing up, I was an ugly duckling, the kid taking piano lessons, the kid with braces and white socks with rings around the ankles. My parents would not allow me to play sports because of my braces and a knee injury that I had sustained playing football in seventh grade. By 1969, I had outgrown white socks, the braces came off, I switched to playing the trumpet, and grew more than six inches over the summer; but my real transformation was yet to come. Through hard work and perseverance, I...
And then I met her along an dark empty road in the rain, wet cold little Amy, cute young little Amy, hot sexy Amy, future mother of one or more of my kids. Her knowing there was no way she could be pregnant yet, and later a few minutes of us talking, she decided I was to be the lucky guy, to father her children and her five girlfriends children too. Well as you all know when a headstrong female wants something she usually gets it and before long we were in this house, I’m remodeling while...
2. Good Morning 3. Clotheslined It was a couple days after mine and Kara’s last ‘episode’ parents were gone for four more days on the cruise. We hadn’t done anything since last time. Well, sure, we’d had sex, but we hadn’t done, you know…anything. We had gotten bored, sex only takes up so much time, and even with our common interests, we were running out of fun and new non-sexual things to do. She suggested a picnic somewhere out in the woods around my house, but we woke up kind of lazy...
I was at the age of 15 when i began to masterbate constantly, 3 or 4 times a day becuase of my intorduction to the female body. I had sceen my step dad watching a movie one night while i was comming upstairs. A woman was getting undressed in a room, fully exposing her titties and giving me a rock solid hard on, that took me 3 jerk sessions to get rid of before i could go to sleep. My mom was 39, a beautiful woman, perfect sized chest, wonderfull body and a very very nice ass. I had not...
I look at you up and down once. You're wearing a sleeveless white shirt that is tied at the bottom. It seems to definitely hug your body and shows off your amazingly gorgeous breasts as it hugs you. You're also wearing a pair of shorts that seem to fit snug against your every sexy curve. They definitely hug your sexy ass. You sit on my chair as you're talking to the tow truck guy. You ask for my address and I give it to you. My gaze drifts from your beautiful face to your sweet tanned sexy...
CHAPTER ONE ‘It’s a tradition,’ Esther reminded herself as she pulled the box from the top shelf. For twenty-five years, since her son Tommy was just two, she had decorated their house from top to bottom with ghosts, vampires and ghouls of all shapes and sizes. She, herself, would dress as a gypsy and read the cards for children of all ages in the neighborhood. She spent days before the annual event preparing homemade cookies, rice crispies snacks, caramel apples, the works. But this year,...
When he announced that we were going to have a romantic getaway outside the city, I was excited. Work was really beginning to tax me, and a trip away would do great things for my stress. I tried to press him for more details, mostly for packing purposes, but he remained silent. My mind raced with the possibilities — beach or mountain, relaxing or strenuous, sexy or adventurous? I packed to try to cover all my bases. The next morning dawned bright and clear. After a quick breakfast, we loaded...
You stretch languidly, the rays of the sun soaking into your body. The sky is an electric blue, white fluffy clouds drifting lazily by. A soft breeze blows periodically, crinkling your skin into goose bumps with the sudden coolness. After the week I’ve had, you think, this is just the ticket. Stretching again on the towel, you settle your hands to either side of your head as you lay on your stomach, your bikini top unfastened beneath you. Gotta remember to hook back up before I get up, you...
We all have secrets…Elise Fairborough had many! Living at number twelve, Meriwether Way for the last six years she had discovered the very best way to press her husband’s shirts, the perfect stain remover for her white sheepskin rug even the best way to brew coffee in the morning to give it the strongest taste. Yet if one thing Elise had learned above all that she had perfected in the last six years, it was how to keep a secret behind closed doors. ‘Yeah of course just set up the meeting, I...
With her foot up on the chair for leverage, Marilyn reached up and down her left leg, smoothing her black silky nylon. She pulled her skirt up slightly to readjust her garter and then straightened up. She was ready for her next patient. The leggy raven-haired beauty took pride in her professional appearance. Her hair was braided and rolled into a tight, matronly bun. Her suit, while very tight on her willowy body, did not reveal any of the lushness underneath. Although Marilyn was tall and...
Thanks to Lily, my friend and editor for more hard work to make my story better. Chapter 3 The progress he’d made with Killerbitch only made Ben realise how little he’d achieved with Cathy. Why had he made her the topic for Killerbitch’s story? It’d happened in a moment before he’d thought about it. In his desperation he’d picked the first subject that came into his head. Meanwhile Cathy continued her abuse, he cooked her meals, and cleaned whilst she ate and inevitably slept. He did notice...
She loved to taste her own cum on his swollen cock when she devoured him, but tonight would be different. Sometimes you just have to slow down, smell the ocean, taste the honey. Tonight would be slower. Tonight, instead of exploding quickly and effortlessly, she would wait until there was nothing more to hear or smell. The gentle slapping of the ocean waves would dwindle into nothingness. The glow of the full moon would dim and they would be surrounded by nothing but each other. They had spent...
Any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is simply a fluke. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Thanks to Selenakittyn for her edit, and Dampy for the idea. * Ellowynthe lit upon a budding cherry tree. She was a wood sprite, a magical creature of the forest. Ellowynthe had never been to this village before. It sat at the northernmost regions of the land. Spring had arrived and the snow had retreated to the base of the surrounding mountains. Bits of budding plant life were visible in...