Avatar 2
Chapter 10
Ken awoke to the feel of a set of lips around the head of his semi-hard
cock. Arianwen's lips, in fact. She wasn't giving him a blow job -- just
holding him in her mouth, gently sucking. He knew what she wanted, and she
smiled up at him just as he began to fill her mouth. She moaned as she quickly
swallowed what he had to offer, then got into a reverse cowboy position on his
hard cock.
It wasn't long before she shifted and he speared her other hole. Jane
was awake too, and he knew she was licking and sucking Ari's pussy while she
slowly milked his cock with the strong muscles in her asshole. She had several
shuddering orgasms with him finally pounding into her small body, then slid off
him. Jane quickly took his cock in her mouth and sucked him to another orgasm
while Ari played with Jane's clit ring. She was not gentle, and Jane, as she
sucked Ken's cock, soon started begging him for an orgasm. He let her cum,
while he was filling her mouth. Very nice way to start the day.
While they were in the shower, he thought about Ari and how tight she
still was. He was beginning to think that, because she was a Priestess, her
body had changed to receive and give the maximum amount of sexual pleasure it
could. Apparently, that translated into a tight fit for her male partners. He
also realized that it wasn't just her. All the Priestesses were very tight, but
Joan had loosened considerably after spending a weekend being used by the men
here.
Speaking of Joan, he wondered how things were going. When he showed up
in his practice room -- Arianwen and Jane with him -- Tina was already waiting.
So were Annette and Gary. Seeing that now was not the time to start a
discussion about training people, he just started everyone on warm-ups and
launched into the daily routine.
"Holy shit," panted Gary when they were finished. "You do that every
day? My legs feel like rubber."
Ken smiled and said, "No, I take some days off. But I think that we
need to figure out this training thing, because while I feel qualified to run
you guys through some of the basics, I'm certainly not a Master. If you're
serious about the arts, then you need to train with one, not with me."
"Hell, I'll think about it if I can still move tomorrow," grinned Gary.
Ken had picked today for his first flight with an instructor. He was
really looking forward to it, but considering Arianwen's reaction, didn't feel
that it would be a smart move to tell her. It wasn't as if she didn't know he'd
be up in the air, eventually. But there was no reason to push her face in it.
Thinking of that led him to remember the conversation with Lea that he'd
had. Her oblique suggestion that he ask Genie to look into what had happened to
Ari's father was strange, to say the least. Genie had left for the mall with
Annette, so Ken thought he'd talk to Bill. The guy probably already had a tap
into whatever computer held the information.
"Hey, Bill," greeted Ken. "How's it goin'?"
"Good," he replied. Apparently he'd gotten over whatever had been
bothering him the other night.
"Do you think you could find out some info for me?" asked Ken.
"Maybe," said Bill. "Depends on what it is. Genie is really better at
tracking down certain types of data than I am."
"Oh?" asked Ken. Bill, admitting that Genie was better at a computer
thing than him? "I thought that Genie and Sally gave you guys a hard time
whenever you started to geek out."
"She's not really into hardware, or even software. She likes
theoretical mathematics and loves anything to do with cryptology," replied Bill.
Ken blinked in surprise, but Bill wasn't finished.
"She's also amazing at getting information out of computers. I mean,
it's almost instinctive. Weird, man. I call her the ferret. But don't tell
her I told you that. She doesn't want people to know how good she is."
"How good is she?" asked Ken.
"Very. I mean, Eric and I are great with math. But he's way into
hardware -- robotics and especially nano stuff. My thing is code. Genie's is
coming up with really weird ways to break codes. She suggested all kinds of
ways to burn through the firewall I wrote after I showed her the algorithms.
Some worked, some didn't. But she helped me change the algorithm and rewrite
parts of my software to plug the holes. Apparently, she's into the whole
quantum cryptology thing. It's hot stuff, but way out there. I get some of it,
but she's really into it."
"How long ago did this start?" asked Ken.
"She said it's been a hobby of hers for years," replied Bill. "She told
me the only reason she took the job where you used to work was because it used
so little of her brain that she could spend most of her time doin' research on
this other stuff."
That set Ken back. He was silent as he thought of the ramifications of
this.
"Don't tell her I told you. She's kinda embarrassed about it, ya know?
Doesn't wanna be thought of as a geek." He paused, then looked at Ken. "I'm
telling you though, she's really good. I've been working on a program for
years. It's pretty good, but once she understood what I was trying to do, it
got better real fast. And that firewall I told you about? Well... never mind."
"What?" asked Ken.
"Well, it's not ready for prime time, yet. When it is, then we'll talk.
Sound good?"
"Sure," said Ken. "I guess when I get back, I'll ask her help to get
the info I was interested in."
"Maybe I should ask her, instead," said Bill. "I mean, like I said, she
doesn't want it broadcast that she's into this stuff."
Ken thought for a moment. "Well, I really need to speak to her about
what she can and can't do. Do you think maybe you can find a way to send her my
way?"
Bill shrugged. "I guess. Just don't rag on her for not telling you,
okay?"
"No worries about that," smiled Ken. "Hell, I'm impressed just hearing
you tell me what she can do." Ken started to leave, then paused at Bill's
hesitant expression. "Was there something else?" Ken asked.
Bill let out a sigh, then said, "She'd kill me if she found out I told
you, but, well, we have some good equipment here. But there's stuff that'll
blow this hardware away out on the market. Real bleeding-edge stuff that might
actually be able to help test some of the theories she's come up with."
"And?"
"It's real expensive stuff."
"How expensive?" asked Ken.
"Like around a hundred grand."
Ken's eyes went wide. A hundred-thousand dollars? Must be some serious
hardware.
"Why doesn't she want to work in a lab somewhere? I mean, if she's as
good as you say, then she'd have no problem getting a position," said Ken.
"You'd have to ask her about that," replied Bill in a voice that told
Ken that he knew exactly why Genie wasn't in a research lab.
"Spec out the machine," said Ken. "We'll see what we can do."
"You serious?" asked Bill, his whole face lighting up with excitement.
"I mean, it wouldn't be just her that could use it. My stuff could really
benefit, and I'm sure that Eric could get some real use out of it, too."
"As I said, we'll see what we can do," replied Ken as he walked out.
This conversation had given him a lot to think about.
He'd wondered why Genie had been included in the Circle, and now he
knew. He recalled Lea's words regarding the type of people he should try and
recruit: "Those with ... skills in the sciences, especially these computers that
you are so fond of..." While he didn't think that worshiping Lea should be a
closed thing, he had no intention of bringing in people that could offer nothing
beyond a good fuck. Harsh, but that was the way of it. Eventually, if things
panned out, there would be plenty of people worshiping Lea. Not everyone who
did would become Circle, however, and certainly not everyone would become a High
Priest or Priestess.
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Ken's first flight was nothing short of amazing. Really amazing. The
instructor turned the controls over to him once they were in the air. Of
course, Ken had not been allowed to pilot during take off, but that was fine
with him. Takeoff and landing were the most dangerous parts of a flight. But
once they were in the air, Ken felt almost like his brain switched over to a
different frame of reference. On the ground, he tended to think of things in a
two dimensional way, but in the air, he just added in the Z axis without
conscious thought.
After flying around for about fifteen minutes, with Ken at the controls,
the instructor looked at him a bit funny. Ken didn't notice -- he was too
absorbed in this incredible new experience.
"Ken, do you realize that's the second time you've done that?" asked
Jerry, his instructor.
"Done what?" asked Ken, adjusting the trim to compensate for some cross
winds. There were other planes in the air, but the sky wasn't crowded, by any
means, and Ken was just enjoying the ... balance... of the plane. He'd found it
needed just a bit of trim -- not much, really, but a bit.
The instructor had noticed the slight adjustments as well. "Have you
ever flown before?"
"Nope," replied Ken. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Wrong? No. " replied the man. "But why do you keep trimming the
plane?"
"Sorry," said Ken. His concentration was still mostly on the now-empty
skies. "It seemed a little out. Should I leave it alone?"
"It's no problem. If the plane's trimmed out, it's a little easier to
fly. That was one of the things were were going to go over anyway." said the
man.
"I'm sorry," replied Ken. "I mean, it's not like I needed to or
anything, but I wanted to get the feel of how it handled."
Jerry nodded. Perhaps Ken was telling the truth, but he didn't think
so. It wasn't just the trimming. It was the complete lack of nerves. The way
he rode the unexpected turbulence when it came up. The fact that he'd banked
the plane at just the right angle to complete the turns that Jerry had asked him
to make. No overshooting or undershooting. Every move spoke experienced pilot,
but Ken claimed that he wasn't. Hmmm.
They completed the flying lesson, with Jerry strongly tempted to let Ken
land. However, no matter how good the guy was in the air, there was no way he
was going to turn the plane over to him for a landing. Jerry was impressed, not
suicidal. If he wasn't lying and hadn't flown before, then Ken was a natural
pilot. Perhaps he'd spent a lot of time using PC flight simulators. But even
if he had, those simulators couldn't possibly recreate the feel of a real plane,
and Ken's handling of the plane was super-smooth. He was going to watch this
student very carefully.
Once they'd gone through debrief and Ken had filled out his flight log
with his first hours, he left. Ken was ecstatic! This was even more amazing
than he'd thought it would be. He decided right then that he'd be spending a
lot of time in the air.
His mood did sober a bit when he thought of what Ari's likely response
would be. That led him to remember to speak to Genie today, get hold of Eric or
Sally to find out had happened with Joan, and to tell Jane about what had
happened last night at the outer fence. He'd forgotten about the intrusion
because of the excitement of the upcoming flight, but now he realized that he
should have reported the incident.
Once he got home, he went to his study where he found Jane waiting for
him. She did not seem very pleased with something, and despite the fact that
she was kneeling naked on the floor, he could tell it was him she was annoyed
with.
"What's wrong, hon?" he asked.
Her lips tightened, then she said, "Master, as your slave, I would never
presume to question you, but as your chief of security, I'm somewhat upset."
Ken blinked. Chief of Sec... ? "Jane," he said in an even voice, "what
the hell are you talking about?"
"Well, Sir, last night..."
"Let's start with this whole 'Chief of Security' thing," he interrupted.
"Sir, someone needs to be responsible for grounds security. Well,
unless you'd like to appoint someone different, that person is me. I've been
upgrading the security system, getting permits for the firearms, and started
taking weapons-safety courses. I've also enrolled in several online courses
that deal with security hardware and electronic and video surveillance, plus
I've been doing a lot of research on biometrics"
Ken blinked. Well. It looked like he just discovered what Jane had
been doing with her time.
"I see." He didn't know what else to say.
"Sir, if you feel there's someone more suited, I will turn over the
information that I have to whomever that is."
"Um, no, Jane. But you have to admit, that this is a bit of a
surprise," he replied.
"I'm sorry, Sir. Until I got further along in my learning, I didn't
want to bother you. Should I stop?"
"No, of course not," replied Ken. "If you think it's a good idea that
we have better security on the grounds, then I'm all for it." Especially after
last night, he thought.
"Which brings me to last night," said Jane.
Uh oh, thought Ken.
"Sir, why did you let him go? It was clear you could have immobilized
him. But all you did was break his night stick and let him go."
Oh, Lucy, he thought, you got some 'splainin' to do.
Ken thought a moment, then said, "What should I have done? He was only
on the property, not armed aside from the nightstick, and nowhere near the
house. I would have had to drag him back to the house, then secure him while I
called the cops. There's no doubt that some slick lawyer would have gotten wind
of how the 'New Rich Guy' -- who, by the way, had had the man fired -- was now
harassing him further."
"You had him fired? From where?" asked Jane.
"Here. Actually, Joan fired him because he was incompetent and gave her
a hard time when she wanted to show the mansion."
Jane sighed. "What if he'd been armed?"
"I don't know, Jane. What if he had? There's no way I would have
willingly allowed him inside the mansion -- not with everyone else asleep,"
replied Ken.
There was silence as they looked at each other for a moment.
"By the way, just how did you know what happened last night?" Ken
asked.
"I watched the video," said Jane. "There was an alert that someone had
activated one of the cameras."
"How much of the property do you have under surveillance?"
"Not a lot," she admitted. "Not enough, anyway. Nothing close to the
house, and only a few spots where I thought someone might try to get over the
fence."
Ken sat on the floor cross-legged and facing her.
"You," he said, "are wonderful."
She looked at him and blinked.
"Really. I know we don't say it much, but I really love you," said Ken.
Surprisingly, she blushed. It was true that they didn't say those words
to each other very often. Mainly because they could feel each others feelings.
Saying it out loud, oddly enough, had a lot of impact.
"Thank you, Master," said Jane, looking at the carpet. "I love you,
too. But please, Sir, don't go after people on the property. I don't know
what I'd do if you got hurt." She stopped for a second, then looked at him
sharply. "Sir, how did you just happen to be there at the right time?"
"Total coincidence," replied Ken.
Jane looked just a bit skeptical.
"Really," he said. "I often take walks at night, and I just happened to
be there when he came over."
"I see," said Jane, obviously unconvinced.
"Jane, you know that you have a good feel for who's in the mansion and
who's not, right?"
"Yes, Master."
"Well, I don't have a good feel. I _know_. And not only who's in the
mansion, but who's on the property, as well."
"But you said you didn't know he was there?"
"He wasn't on the property until he came over the fence," replied Ken.
Jane looked thoughtful. Well, right up until the time that he leaned
over and kissed her. He pulled back and looked into her deep blue eyes. At
this point, he'd had sex with a number of very attractive women. But Jane was
so beautiful that he still couldn't quite believe his luck that she was his
wife. When he added Arianwen into the mix, it was obvious that only divine
intervention could have produced such a situation. No one could be this lucky.
He marveled at her slim, strong body as he pulled her down onto the
carpet. Her scent, how she felt in his arms, her willingness and eagerness,
made their lovemaking very intense. Still, he could tell it had been too long
since Jane had been really played with the way she needed. This coupling had
more to do with how they felt about each other than just physical gratification.
They were laying on the floor, enjoying the feel of each other's arms,
when Eric and Sally returned. Joan was not with them.
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Jane and Ken were waiting in the garage for Sally and Eric. When he
told Jane they were on the property, they both thought it was a good idea to
meet them. Judging by their emotions, things couldn't have gone too bad.
"Hey guys," said Ken. Jane stepped forward to take Christine from
Sally's arms. "I presume that everything went okay?"
"Mostly," said Eric. "Let's go inside and talk."
They trooped inside and headed toward the kitchen. Sally removed her
clothes since she needed to feed Christine anyway. They all sat at the table.
"Well?" asked Ken.
Eric proceeded to tell them what had happened at Joan's. How she'd been
prepared to let them go, and what she really wanted.
"It took some convincing, but Joan knows that Sally and I ... well, we
love her. It's really weird, but there you have it. And she feels the same way
about us."
"So where is she?" asked Jane.
"At home," said Sally with a face.
"She said she still had a lot to think about. I asked her to come back,
but she begged off," said Eric. "I know she didn't want to, but I think that
she's still a little scared. I also think it has something to do with you."
"Me?" asked Ken. "What did I do?"
"It's not that," replied Eric. "You were the one who brought her in,
and I know that she's still attracted to you. Truthfully, Sally and I spent so
much time convincing her that we wanted her, she's a little worried about what
you'll think. It's your house, after all."
"You know that's bullshit Eric. This mansion is for the Circle."
He waved his hand. "Oh I know that. But Joan still doesn't understand
us yet. She's a lot older than everyone else and the poly thing is really new
to her. Not to mention the fact that she doesn't understand that we have no
problem with who she has sex with."
"Did you explain that to her?" asked Ken.
"Sorta..." began Eric.
Sally made a face at her husband and gave him a playful nudge with her
foot. "We were too busy *having* sex to talk about it."
"Uh, yeah, there is that," said Eric somewhat sheepishly.
"So where do we go from here?" asked Jane when they stopped laughing.
"We wait until she calls us. She's supposed to call tomorrow and let us
know when she'll be able to see us again," said Eric.
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They were about halfway through dinner when someone said, "There is an
incoming call for Eric."
Several people looked up and around to see who was speaking; Eric and
Bill just had sly smiles on their faces.
"What the hell was... ?" started Ken.
"There is an incoming call for Eric." came the very feminine voice
again.
"Answer call, route to kitchen," replied Eric as he got up and headed
for the kitchen.
"Acknowledged," said the female voice.
Eric dashed out of the room to the kitchen, where there was a phone
hook-up.
Everyone else had stopped talking and was looking at Bill.
"What?" he said, trying to play innocent.
"Spill it," said Gary.
"Uh, well, it's um.., a call routing system that Eric and I are trying
out," said Bill.
"Do go on," said Ken dryly. "I'm all ears."
"I have the computer set up to answer our phones. Well, Eric's and
mine. I want to eventually set it up so that when anyone here gets a phone
call, the computer will route it to the phones in the house net. That way, it
won't matter who gets the call and on what number. The computer will be able to
route a call for anyone to any phone. Eventually, it will announce the call
only in the room that the person is in, sending it directly there without
intervention," replied Bill.
"Hmm. Sounds like an interesting project," replied Ken.
"It would make things more convenient," said Genie. "That way, we
wouldn't have to all have a cell phone with us. Just leave them on and in a
room somewhere, and all calls will end up on the house phone network. You could
get your call in any room."
"Not only that," continued Bill, "but if things work out well, you
wouldn't even need a phone to answer -- you could answer right over the
computer, if you were sitting at one."
Everyone at the table agreed that that would be really cool, and Bill
smiled shyly. There were times when the type of person he'd been -- shy and
virginal -- before he met these people seemed like a dream. There were other
times when the person he was *now* seemed like the dream.
He looked across the table at the fifteen-year-old girl whose anal
virginity he'd recently taken. Or, more accurately, who had given it to him.
She stuck her tongue out at him, then smiled in a very friendly way. Fifteen
seemed so young, but Tina was absolutely not your average fifteen-year-old. Not
only that, but she was deep into whatever most of the other women -- and some of
the men -- were into, here. Bill didn't know exactly what that was, but he knew
that it didn't include him. Or Gary, for that matter, but Gary seemed to know a
lot more about what was going on than Bill did.
Bill was anything but stupid, and while he had had little experience
with the fairer sex before encountering this group, he was absolutely sure that
what went on here was nowhere near normal. But he'd met some of the most
fascinating, intelligent people in his life here, his work was supported by Ken
and, well, the other fringe benefits were far from shabby. Besides, he loved
Genie dearly and wanted to marry her -- and *she* was also involved in what was
going on. Bill had no intention of rocking the boat with awkward questions and
intended to stay as long as they'd let him, praying that Genie would come with
him if he had to leave here. He hoped that soon he would have something to
offer them that would make them want to include him.
And then there was that one woman he'd met who claimed to be a friend of
Ken's. She was a strange one, and he was sure that she was involved with
whatever was going on here. It was odd to him that even with as good a memory
as he had, he couldn't remember much about his conversations with her. She was
smart, he knew that, and so beautiful he had trouble remembering to breathe when
she was around. So why couldn't he remember more about her?
At that point Bill was distracted by Eric hurrying back into the
room. He looked like a very happy man, and Bill had a feeling that it had
something to do with Joan.
"She actually decided to come by tonight," Eric was saying.
"She said she wants to talk to you."
Ken nodded as if he'd been expecting such a thing. His actions
didn't surprise Bill. It seemed that, even if he wasn't even there, Ken knew
what was going on -- in the mansion, at the very least, and often with his
people outside it. Whatever was going on here, Bill knew that Ken was the key.
He handled the odd situations that cropped up here with no visible problems.
Everyone in the group -- the group that Bill wasn't a part of -- deferred to
him. Even Eric, who quite honestly dwarfed Ken, physically, at least had no
problems following his lead. And Bill was sure that Ken's money had nothing to
do with it.
But size wasn't everything, that was for sure. Ken had a
presence that Bill was unable to quite define. There was something about the
man. An avid reader of SciFi, Bill didn't know for sure since he had no
experience with the military, but the best way he was able to describe Ken's
presence was ... well ... a command presence. Something one would associate
with the captain of a ship of some sort. A leader.
Focused upon his own thoughts, Ken looked around the table at
the people there. This was his family, his Circle. He thought about what it
would mean if Joan joined them and knew that, if she did, her presence could
only increase the joy in the household. Sex aside, Joan was an amazing woman.
But then, he had to admit that since he had met Lea, none of the women that he'd
gotten involved with were anything but amazing. He wondered, briefly, how
Andrea, his old sub, was doing, and if she'd gotten the help she needed.
Perhaps he'd been too hasty in dismissing her, but her whole attitude had not
only been sick, but had really pissed him off. Still, he was curious. Perhaps
he should hit the old BDSM club where he used to hang out. He smiled to
himself. No doubt Arianwen would be annoyed if he did, since she wasn't old
enough to get in. Jane would have fun, though.
When dinner was finished, Ari and Tina shooed everyone away so
they could clean up. Ari still took the duties that he'd hired her for
seriously, and Tina was adamant about not being a dead weight. What the hell
had gotten into their mother? He frowned as another thought crossed his mind.
Suppose, knowing how well they'd fit in, Lea had had a hand in
their mother's actions? It was almost unthinkable, but he knew Lea could be
very subtle. Both the women would be huge assets to the household in many ways.
Not the least of which was their ability to generate sexual desire in people.
He wandered out into the Garden to find Lea was waiting for him. Gee, what a
surprise. A kiss with his Goddess completely derailed his thoughts, but when
they separated, She quickly brought them back on topic.
"You have some worries," She stated.
Ken remained silent. She knew what he'd been thinking -- there
was no need to restate his thoughts. In fact, faced with her now, those
thoughts made him wince.
Lea smiled. "Kenneth, you should not be upset by your thoughts.
They are healthy. Look at your world. Can you not see what blind faith has
done to it?"
Well, She had a point there.
"I've told you," She continued. "The world is a dangerous place
for us. I'm afraid, my Avatar, you are only seeing the tip of the iceberg.
Those who would kill us have not disappeared. They are still out there, ever
vigilant, looking for those who might unseat them. They hunt for us and will
kill us if they are able, get us disbanded or hurt if they are not able to
outright kill us."
"Why?" asked Ken. "We're not hurting anyone."
She smiled at him. "Kenneth, you are not stupid. You know the
reasons. They have not changed over the centuries. Power goes to the few who
can keep it. And they will keep it by any means necessary." She paused.
"Arianwen and Tina are the result of what happens when those in power begin to
suspect that they are being opposed. They draw in those people who can be
easily controlled and use them to further their ends. Currently, that is a
great many people. The storm is coming and we have a difficult path ahead of
us. We must stay in the shadows as long as we can but at the same time expand
our own power base so that we cannot be easily harmed. That is one reason why I
chose this country. The laws here are mutable, and that means we have a chance
to make the atmosphere friendly enough that we will be protected while we work
toward our final goal."
He raised his eyebrows, "Which is?"
She smiled at him, "Do not play the fool, Kenneth. You have
already started to work towards it. And I have been planning for a very long
time to help ensure that you do not fail." She paused and grew more serious.
"Still, you are young for an Avatar and have little experience, as yet. Just
because we plan, doesn't mean we will succeed. You must be vigilant, my love."
Ken would love to have continued with the conversation, but Lea
disappeared and as he refocused on the mansion, he noticed that Joan had
arrived. Arrived and was, in fact, on her way to the garden. He prepared to
greet her.
End chapter 2-10
