This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental.
© 2004 Warlord
Atlantis
By Warlord
“Morning, Grid.”
“Good morning, Champion. It is 5:38 A.M.”
“The pain woke me. I better get some help.”
My eyes opened. It was early morning. Just dawn. I observed the gray light in the window.
Janice was kneeling next to the bed. Her eyes were open, gazing at me. She was holding my right hand with her cheek pressed to it.
Camelia and Micaela were on their feet moving quietly toward my hospital bed. They took stations at the head of my bed on the left and right sides. Camelia touched my hand as Micaela was stroking my forehead.
“It hurts.”
All I could do was whisper. Even that caused an increase in my discomfort. The leg with the bullet wound felt like someone was playing the flame from a large weed-burning torch over it. The burning sensation was intense.
Micaela said:
“I’m sorry. We can’t give you anything. With everything in your system, we are afraid of an overdose.”
I nodded. I did understand. I had a slightly nauseous feeling that often comes from too many painkillers!
As I fully woke, I became aware of a sour, sweaty odor. Then I realized that it was me!
I was sweating the “poisons” out of my body. I looked up at Micaela:
“I smell awful. Any chance of a bath?”
She replied:
“We’ll wipe you down. It will ease your discomfort.”
Micaela pulled down the sheet covering me. Camelia brought a basin with warm water. They each dampened a washcloth and started my bath. Camelia giggled and said:
“I don’t want to get this wet.”
She pulled off the tops of her scrubs. Micaela followed her. I was treated to four outstanding naked breasts accessible at close range. As Micaela would lean down to wash me, Camelia would present her tits for my pleasure. Camelia would scrub; Micaela would then press her nipples to my lips.
They began to wash my groin and butt. I was totally aroused. Their soft hands’ rubbing my cock and balls was exquisite. I opened my eyes just as a naked Camelia held my cock upright for her equally naked twin sisters lips. Micaela sucked the head of my cock and Camelia leaned forward to lick and caress my balls.
I sat up and tried to move my legs to the edge of the bed. The twin sisters helped me to gain my feet next to the bed. Janice knelt upright and leaned back against the side of the bed. As Camelia and Micaela supported me, I pressed my cock into Janice’s mouth. She was relaxed and eager. My cock went deep in her throat.
I pulled out of Janice’s mouth. Camelia positioned herself in front of Janice. Her small, shapely butt was presented to me as she faced Janice. Micaela jacked me slowly and then placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her sister’s cunt. Micaela rubbed the cock head gently up and down, then she pushed me inside slowly until her hand was tight against her sister. Micaela removed her hand. I pushed forward and my hips touched her butt. Her cunt pressed against Janice’s face. Janice opened her mouth and began to lick and suck Camelia. Micaela was close against my back. Her hand was between my legs caressing and teasing my balls.
I began to slowly stroke into Camelia. Our joining was pushed into Janice’s mouth over and over with increasing force. Janice focused on Camelia’s clit. Micaela slowly went to her knees, keeping her breasts tight against the back of my legs. Micaela began to lick and rim the rosebud of my ass while still fondling my balls. The stimulation was building steadily. Micaela’s tongue up my ass finally pushed me over the edge.
Camelia was taken to orgasm on Janice’s tongue and I began to spasm into Camelia when I felt her come. I started to fall backward. Micaela caught me and moved me to the bed. Janice clamped her lips over Camelia’s cunt and sucked down our combined juices. Micaela sucked and licked me cock clean!
Camelia and Micaela moved me into a comfortable position on the bed. They each softly kissed me as sleep overtook me again.
I felt soft lips on my cheek. I opened my eyes. Christy smiled at me. She was sitting on the edge of my bed. She reached up and softly wiped my forehead with a damp washcloth.
“Hello, Angel.”
“Good morning, Champion.”
Grid answered my unspoken question:
“10:18 A.M.”
Christy asked:
“How are you doing?”
“Better.”
Doctor Helen moved close to the bed and asked:
“Pain?”
“Yeah, big time. But I agree I need to clean up.”
“Sorry about the discomfort.”
Helen went to work checking my vitals. Christy continued to wipe me. Christy touching me was almost enough distraction from the pain. Almost!
“How are we doing Christy?”
“Everyone is unscathed.”
“Reaction to our incursion?”
“We should move you next to a television. The J.W Miles story is continuous coverage on every local channel. Fox, and MSNBC are also in steady coverage. Every news outlet other than ESPN is in full cry.”
“The spin?”
“Started as accidental. The news guys are starting to hint about darker details. I think the bad stuff is starting to leak.”
“I’m a little worried, Christy. How are they treating Taylor, Paige, and Claire?”
“She hired a really good lawyer and went into seclusion. She’s rich and good looking, the media finds her sexy yet innocent.”
Christy continued:
“I should warn you. The people of Atlantis have discovered television.”
“What do they think of it?”
“They absolutely LOVE it.”
“Love it, Christy?”
“Atlantis had a long history of literature, dramatics, and theatre of all kinds. They view TV as a natural extension.”
“What do they like?”
“ALL of it. Sports because of their competitive nature. News and history because they are curious. Soap operas and dramas. Game shows. Wrestling. Jerry Springer and Fifth Wheel. Porno of every type and kind. I have added over a dozen plasma televisions and upgraded the THX home theater. We have two satellite providers and the local cable provider. The entire spectrum of premium channels, of course. We also are buying pay-per-view constantly. Not to mention the constant flow of DVD’s of all types. Did I mention that they LOVE porno.
“I’m surprised Christy, though I don’t see why.
“Just don’t be surprised at the stampede when Another World or Days comes on.”
Christy continued:
“Might as well talk about the NET. Atlantis loves the Internet. We have four different networks. One T1 line directly to the closest Internet backbone. Two bi-directional satellite Internet Service Providers. One cable ISP. We have 6 CPU’s tasked as servers. We have 38 desk computers and 29 laptops. All the computers have a connection to one or more of the Internet providers.”
“Computers include flat panel displays for everybody and plenty of printers, scanners and copiers. Several rooms have been converted to Internet cafes. The rest are scattered for people to use casually. Did I mention that the people from Atlantis love porn?”
“They certainly seem to love our tech.”
Christy continued:
“This discussion reminds me of a task for you when you feel better or want to be distracted. Maeve has a method for connecting her crystal directly to the NET. We have already installed a satellite dish dedicated for her use. Maeve needs you to fabricate the interface item.”
“That would be very cool. Maeve would be immensely helpful once she was able to surf. Does SHE like PORN too? ”
“No but it brings us to another Atlantis tradition or practice we discovered. They are very open and free with their bodies. They have no anti-nudity issues. Privacy is not important for any activity including sex.”
“Meaning?”
“The people of Atlantis are now relaxed with us and feel at home. They will be nude if not on duty. If they get horny, they see no reason not to get it on wherever they are.”
She added:
“Oh, yea. They have no jealousy. The sexual coupling is without regard to marriage or relationships. The sex easily includes two, three, four, or more participants. You get the idea.”
I asked:
“Do you join in their reindeer games?”
Christy giggled, blushed, and answered:
“Sometimes.”
“Good, I’d feel like a hypocrite otherwise. I get to play and you are monogamous is silly.”
“I’m glad you feel that way.”
“We have to make sure that everybody is clear. If Champion can play with everybody, everybody gets to play. Only one exception, if somebody doesn’t want to play. No body is ever forced.”
“Seems very fair, Champion.”
“Pass the word, Christy. No confusion.”
“Yes, sir.”
The door to my room opened. Aurelia entered with her laden silver tray. Breakfast was served.
I greeted her:
“Hello, Aurelia my love.”
She smiled prettily, and as she set the tray next to the head of my bed. She exclaimed:
“Greetings, Champion. It’s SNOWING!”
Christy explained:
“Started raining this morning and switched to snow. Still snowing.”
“I asked:
”No snow in Atlantis, Aurelia?”
“Never. Sometimes a skim of ice would appear on the fountain pool. The sun would come out and the ice would melt long before noon.”
“You folks are in for a rude shock weather-wise.”
Aurelia handed me a large glass of orange juice. As I held it, I trailed my other hand under her toga and brushed the front of her thigh. Aurelia smiled. She stepped close to the bed, turned and opened her legs. I moved my hand between her legs cupping her smooth sex.
I asked:
“Shaved?”
Aurelia smirked and shook her head:
“Magic. We have spells to prevent hair growth. Other spells keep the skin soft and smooth.”
I said:
“I’d like some of that. Shaving is a boring, pointless ritual.”
“Talk to Elias.”
She smiled archly and continued:
“Ask him to make you smooth, all over. It’s my favorite.”
Christy was holding my cock and she laughed at its lurch at Aurelia’s words.
I had another question for Aurelia as she served my toast. She stepped back into my hands embrace of her sex.
“Aurelia, I understand you have discovered television.”
This unleashed a veritable flood of impassioned words.
“Champion, I know you are busy and have many responsibilities but I have a request. I have discovered a place with brave champions who could aid us. They are bedeviled by evil wizards who trick them. They fall prey to even more evil women who enthrall and then betray them. These champions prevail against the cheating and slanders of their opponents even with these burdens. They need your help.”
With that request she looked piteously at me. I was confused. I looked to a very amused Christy. She said:
“WWE. Wrestling. The whole of Atlantis is glued to the weekly spectacle. You don’t even want to know our pay-per-view costs.”
Aurelia nodded vigorously.
“Yes, the evil Vince McMahon and his family.”
I again reached between her legs. I pushed one finger into her and pulled her closer to my bed. She sighed and ground her legs together.
“I will take your request under advisement. Such a powerful wizard will require careful study before we act. Aurelia, would you like to lead the group gathering information?”
“Oh thank you, Champion.”
She leaned forward and gave me a kiss with her tongue far into my mouth. I had another question:
“Aurelia, don’t you watch other sports?”
“Yes, Champion. I love football; it is like watching a battle. It never fails to excite me!”
“How about the others?”
“All the women of Atlantis agree that football is most arousing.”
“Hell other than Britney and Janet at half-time and NFL Today’s weather bimbo Jillian, Football never did much for me. But who am I to argue with the women of Atlantis.”
I made a note right then to hang around Saturday and Sunday afternoons. Further note to self: Can’t be THAT expensive to get all the NCAA college games on Saturday and all the NFL games on Sunday. I asked Christy. She said:
“I’ll look into it. I didn’t know game-day was a potential orgy.”
Aurelia continued:
“My personal favorite sport is Volleyball. We watch the matches on TV. We play all the time. Christy built a regulation sand beach volleyball court connected to the pool. We play two on two naked.”
I didn’t think my cock could get any harder. Christy continued caressing it. The vision of a naked Aurelia throwing her body after a volleyball took my arousal up a notch. Christy continued to laugh at my responses to Aurelia’s disclosures. I turned to Christy:
“A volleyball court?”
“Yes, we extended the back wall of the pool. The court is an extension of the pool enclosure. The Atlantis battery provides ample power for light and heat for both. The people of Atlantis have formed a league. They have teams, schedules and standings.”
Aurelia asked:
“Will you come to see us play tonight?”
“I don’t see any reason not to, Aurelia.”
“Good, Berit and I have a match.”
I asked:
“You will both be naked?”
She answered happily:
“Yes, all participants compete in the nude.”
There was another picture for my fevered imagination. Aurelia and Berit. Both Queen Isobel’s attendants. Both beautiful and almost twins in appearance. Aurelia and Berit naked jumping around on sand after a volleyball. My dick was harder than Chinese Arithmetic!
Christy reached down and pulled my finger out of Aurelia. Aurelia sighed. Christy sucked the finger deep into her mouth. She offered it to the kneeling Janice. Janice sucked it. Christy offered the now wet with saliva finger to Aurelia. Aurelia happily licked and sucked the finger. Aurelia said:
“We will finish this after our match. I know Berit will want to help.”
Aurelia returned the dirty dishes to the tray. She kissed me. With a flourish and saucy flip of her hips she exited the room.
I looked at Christy and realized that she had worn my favorite short shorts with a polo shirt. She had added a pair of fetching white high heel pumps and white stay-up stockings. I reached for her. She came into my arms and we kissed hotly. I pulled her into my lap.
My hand slipped under Christy’s shirt. I caressed her tummy. She giggled when my finger found her belly button. I continued to kiss Christy as my hand dropped to her shorts. I slid my fingers under the waistband. Christy sucked in her stomach to make the passage easier.
Christy was holding my head in both her hands. She was kissing me intensely. Between kisses she was licking my lips, ears, cheeks and neck. I pulled back slightly for just a moment to find Janice.
Janice was kneeling next to the head of the bed watching me expectantly, awaiting instructions. I pulled my fingers out of Christy’s shorts and pointed at them and then at Janice. Janice immediately unsnapped, unzipped and then pulled the shorts down Christy’s long and tanned legs. Janice was careful to leave the shoes and stockings for my enjoyment.
Christy was bare under her shorts. I reached down and began to lightly touch the outside of her cunt. I looked down when I felt a wet tongue on my fingers. I pulled my fingers back. Janice’s open mouth surrounded Christy’s cunt. From the look of bliss on Christy’s face, Janice had her tongue busy immediately.
I reached for the hem of Christy’s shirt. I pulled it up. She raised her hands to help with her disrobing. The shirt was tossed next to the bed. I now had one breast in my hand while my mouth was sucking on the other. I alternated back and forth. Soon Christy’s nipples were wet with my saliva and distended with arousal. A flush covered her chest.
Janice was licking and fingering Christy. She soon had two fingers stroking into Christy. Christy’s shifted on the bed and her head moved toward my groin. Her tongue licked the pre cum off the head of my dick. Christy teased me by licking my piss hole until I was groaning. When my cockhead was thoroughly wet, Christy slid her lips over it and down the shaft. Her warm fingers caressed my balls. Christy sucked me into her mouth.
She shifted her head and neck. Then Christy bobbed only a few times before her lips were against my pubic hair. She swallowed. The intensity of feeling was overwhelming. My balls tightened and my cock swelled. Christy pulled back as I spasmed and my cum collected in her mouth and cheeks.
Christy sat up and gestured to Janice. They kissed with open mouths and extended tongues, sharing my spending back and forth until it was gone.
The display had my cock semi-hard. Christy continued to jack me. Janice was caressing my balls. Christy turned toward my feet and straddled me. The display of her white stocking and white pumps completed my arousal. She stretched forward until the outside of her sex was against my shaft. She began to began to stroke the outside her cunt along the side of my cock.
I was lightly stroking her ankles and legs. I relished the feel of the stockings. I loved the visual of the pumps lying on my bed in a wanton display.
Christy shifted upward. Janice grasped my cock and held it upright. Christy grabbed my thighs as she positioned herself for my penetration. She was so tight! Christy rose and settled several times. Finally I was fully inside her. I held her waist caressing her back while we adjusted to her tight sheath.
Christy kept her hands on my thighs and used that leverage to raise her body. Then she would drop. She was setting her own pace. I was only a passenger on an erotic ride. As Christy rose and fell her back was to me. Her very shapely and attractive ass was presented for my enjoyment.
I motioned to Janice. I presented my finger. She moistened it with a lotion from the table. I gestured Janice toward Christy. Janice crawled between my legs and lay down with her tongue firmly at Christy and my joining.
With Janice’s tongue building Christy’s very vocal arousal, I placed my lotioned finger against Christy’s pink inviting rosebud. Just that contact quickened Christy’s motion. I gently moved the finger softly caressing her asshole. I sensed her relaxing and I pushed my fingertip inside. I had no sooner penetrated her ass and she slammed down. Christy clamped her cunt around my cock as she came. My balls suddenly felt wet. This pushed me over and I sprayed into her. She came again with me. More liquid flowed over my balls.
Christy collapsed forward and her cheek was resting on Janice’s back as she held on to my legs as if she was afraid of falling. My cock softened and fell out with a slurping sound. I reached for Christy and shifted her around. Her head was now on my shoulder. Janice was back kneeling next to the bed. I held Christy kissing and caressing her through the aftershocks. I felt calm and relaxed with her in my arms. I put my head back.
I woke with a tickling sensation under my chin. There was a weight on my chest with a head of hair tucked under my chin. A hand was holding my cock. The other was holding my hand against her body. A leg was thrown astride my thighs.
“3:18 P.M.”
“Thank you, Grid. Weather?’
“Temperature is 30 in your Fahrenheit scale. Snow falling. Two to three inches accumulation.”
“Thank you.”
Soft lips kissed my chin. Cynthia said:
“Quit bothering your medallion and give me a kiss.”
She came into my arms so naturally. We kissed. I hugged a naked Cynthia tightly to me.
Cynthia pushed back and lay across my chest with her hands supporting her. She looked into my eyes.
“How are you feeling?”
“With my fingers.”
Cynthia giggled. She tapped my chin with her finger.
“Pretty lame, but an improvement.”
I made eye contact and said:
“Cynthia Lolita, I hurt bad but overall I’m getting better.”
“Good, you can’t imagine…”
She stopped and buried her head in my chest. I held her. My fingers lightly petted the back of her head. After a time, I said:
“Talk to me Lolita.”
“School sucked today.”
We talked about mundane topics. We both tacitly acknowledged what almost happened. We skirted the topic like a cat avoiding a particularly distasteful puddle. Cynthia broached a “business” topic:
“We need to talk about wizard stuff.”
“Shoot.”
“Exactly.”
“Cynthia, what are we talking about?”
“The pistol and rifle range. We are nearly out of ammunition. We need more of certain specific firearms. I know you don’t want me buying on the open market.”
“Not a problem. Make a list. Make a wish list! Wish BIG!”
Cynthia had a very puzzled look.
“Where in the FUCK are you gonna get that much shit?”
“Long story, my Lolita. I’ll tell you but I really only want to do it once.”
“This is going to be complicated before we’re done.”
“Yes love. Complicated and a road trip.”
I looked around. We were alone. Not really. Aoife for a guard, Camelia and Micaela my nurses but that was as alone as I was allowed. I asked:
“Janice?”
“Christy, Janice, Megan, and Natalie are in an upstairs bedroom trying to inventory everything you scored from J.W. especially the books.”
“Books?”
“J.W. had several bookkeeping journals and account books in his safes. All were handwritten entries. With just a cursory look Christy saw big sums of money. Your money bloodhounds are now on the trail.”
“Cool.”
“You hurting, Champion?”
“Yes.”
“Would it help to fuck?”
“Yes, it’s always better when I make love to you.”
“No, I did not ask you about love. Just fucking. The horizontal bop. You getting off.”
I asked:
“Is that what you want, Cynthia Lolita?”
“This time, until you are better.”
“It helps if I fuck, releases endorphins.”
She nodded and then kissed me. Cynthia eased down until her tongue could reach my nipples. She tongued them as she jacked my cock. Cynthia contemplated the scars on my stomach. After study, Cynthia licked the length of every scar. She lifted her head and said with wonder:
“You don’t have a belly button.”
“No Lolita, it is a casualty of long ago surgery, closed by very old scar tissue.”
Cynthia returned to her oral efforts. My cock was hard as she approached. She sat up facing me. Cynthia threw a leg over me straddling my hips. She reached down and held my cock against her sex.
I admired the muscles that played under the skin of her thigh. I reached out and my finger traced her six-pack. I raised my finger and Cynthia sucked it into her mouth. Cynthia lifted up. She positioned my cock at her center. She with exquisite slowness lowered herself. She was very tight. Cynthia used her leg muscles to pull herself down until her smooth skin rested against my pubic hair.
Cynthia leaned forward, plastering her lithe body to me. She shifted her weight and carried me over until I was on top. Cynthia wrapped her arms and legs around me. I reciprocated holding her with all my strength. She relished my weight pressing her into the bed.
It seemed only a moment and without moving before my cock was spewing into my Lolita’s tight cunt. The contractions of her orgasm were mingled in my orgasm. The intensity of our coupling was a dam breaking.
I leaned over Cynthia’s shoulder and released all the emotion and pain pent up inside.
I came back with Cynthia and me on our sides. Cynthia was still holding me with her arms and legs. Aoife was standing behind me caressing my back in a soothing manner.
Cynthia kissed my lips. Aoife kissed her, then me. Cynthia released me and gestured. Aoife crawled into the bed and spooned behind me. Cynthia lay in front of me, lightly caressing my chest. Aoife lay tight behind me, her fingers playing over my hips and thigh. Cynthia pulled Aoife’s hand into contact with my cock. Cynthia slowly and carefully molded Aoife’s fingers around the base of my cock. They both giggled at my reaction to their play.
Cynthia asked:
“Feeling better?”
There were no words to describe how much better. I smiled happily and kissed her. She understood. Cynthia Lolita smiled back with her eyes alight.
I faded for a bit, lulled by the warmth and comfort of my two ladies.
I came awake in the embrace of Cynthia and Aoife. The lips on my cheek and the hand caressing me belonged to Dr. Elizabeth Harkin.
“Greetings, Doctor. How are you?”
“You seem confused. Me doctor, you patient. I ask YOU that question.”
“You’re the boss.”
Elizabeth looked at me with her bright eyes and said:
“If you only meant it.”
Elizabeth kissed Cynthia and Aoife. She helped the two lovely ladies out of my bed. She gestured my nurses Camelia and Micaela to the bed to help with my examination.
Grid announced the time:
“5:07 P.M. Champion.”
“Thanx, Grid.”
Doctor Harkin performed a thorough examination. Doctor Helen Erickson joined us near the exams completion. Camelia raised the head of my hospital bed.
Harkin led off:
“I’m sorry we can’t shoot you up.”
“I do understand. It’s the right decision.”
She continued:
“I notice you have found your own informal method to assuage the pain.”
All four of my medical team laughed. I blushed. I noticed that Doctor Erickson had her hand lightly resting on my cock. Doctor Harkin found my eyes and said:
“You are doing surprisingly well. For a patient who grossly exerted and stressed injuries long before any prudent person. For a patient who completely ignored best medical practice. For a patient who rudely contradicted his doctors and ordered his own treatment.”
As she ran down, I touched her cheek. I said softly:
“I was not rude.”
Micaela and Camelia giggled. My doctors smiled.
I asked:
“Now what?”
Erickson answered:
“We get you out of bed and on your feet. Walk the last of the shit out of you system. Tonight maybe we can help you sleep.”
“Cool, better living through chemistry.”
I looked around and asked:
“Prognosis?”
Erickson answered:
“Still very good. You will quickly gain stamina. Your wounds are healing very quickly. There is no evidence of infection or long term nerve or muscle damage. Despite your best efforts to fuck it up!”
I had another question:
“Are the wounds healed up enough for me to get wet?”
Harkin asked:
“How wet?”
I answered:
“Shower, bath, or pool?”
There was a certain amount of eye contact and shrugging among my therapeutic team. Harkin was designated hitter:
“Shower is fine. Bring a friend who will keep you from falling. Probably not a major problem for you to find a volunteer for a shower buddy.”
I repeated:
“Pool?”
“Not yet. Give it a couple days.”
“Cool.”
With that Camelia and Micaela helped me sit up with my feet dangling. I stood up. It felt good to be on my feet.
Micaela said:
“Don’t worry about clothes. The Atlantis folks are helping us to become nudists.”
With that, she and Camelia stripped naked. Micaela took on arm and Camelia took the other. Aoife opened the door and led us out of my hospital room.
The first person we met was Queen Isobel. She was sitting just outside my room and jumped to her feet when I came into view. Queen Isobel ran to me and threw her arms around me. She kissed me hard as she squeezed herself to me.
Did I happen to mention that the alluring and ravishing Isobel was also naked?
I was aware of her bare skin against mine from ankles to chin. My dick hardened against her belly. She acknowledged the compliment with a rotation of her belly on the head of my cock. She smirked happily at my answering groan.
Queen Isobel hustled me into a stuffed chair only a few steps away. She perched prettily on the arm with her legs across my lap and her arm around me. Aoife took a post in the corner of the room. Camelia and Micaela sat in a nearby loveseat. Aurelia joined us with my personal silver coffee service. Isobel said:
“You are to be commended Champion. J.W. Miles is gone and none seem wiser of our role.”
“Just lucky, My Queen. I had a good team.”
“General Ulysses, has pronounced you far more than lucky. The snow would have been a disaster had it occurred before or during the battle.”
“Speaking of snow. How do you like snow, My Queen?”
“I am and we are not used to snow. Lady Catherine tells me this is just the beginning.”
“Sorry My Queen. She is only telling the truth.”
Isobel shivered. I had a close up view of the goose bumps that appeared on her skin. I kissed her shoulder. I said:
“Isobel, my love. You are indoors. It’s OK.”
Isobel looked at me and said:
“Champion, do you intend protecting me from this as well?”
“If I must. You will be protected within my power as long as I am able.”
Isobel kept her hand at the back of my head and pulled me to her lips. She slid off the chair arm and onto my lap. She squirmed and ground her ass until my cock was fully hard.
“I will reward you my Champion. To the very limit of my ability and power.”
It was a very erotic statement by a power ruler or it was a very powerful statement by an erotic ruler. I said:
“My Queen, can we discuss some things. I would ask your approval before I act.”
“Yes, Champion?”
Just then Aurelia squealed. We all looked at her. She was looking at the clock with her hand over her mouth. I looked at Isobel. She nodded. I asked:
“What is the problem, Aurelia?”
“I am late for volleyball.”
“Your matches?”
“No, Champion. I have tasks to perform for other games before I compete.”
“Lineman, referee?”
“Yes, we are all expected to help with all matches.”
“Seems reasonable. My Queen?”
“Yes, by all means go and good luck in your match.”
“Um…”
I turned to Isobel and said:
“Your turn.”
She smiled and asked:
“Yes, Aurelia
“Camelia and Micaela are also expected.”
Isobel smirked and pointed to me
I said:
“Ladies?”
Micaela answered:
“Yes, Champion we should go but we are not to leave you.”
“Nope, you go. Isobel and Aoife are more than capable of looking after me.”
Camelia asked:
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure that I like having you two near me. I am equally sure that I want you to go to your volleyball.”
The three young women leapt to their feet. They were laughing happily. Three naked very enthusiastic extremely pretty and gratefulwomen were trying to kiss me goodbye and invite me to their game. An amused Isobel leaned back in the chair to give them access for the kisses and gropes. When they were gone, I turned to Aoife and asked:
“How about you?”
“No Champion. I workout every morning. Christy has provided a very complete gymnasium with machines and weights downstairs.”
“Downstairs?”
“Behind the theatre.”
“Theatre?”
Isobel laughed.
“Champion has much to grasp.”
“Yes, I am behind. After I am healed and with J.W. eliminated maybe I can pay attention.
Isobel paused. She began speaking. Queen Isobel had made a decision! She asked:
“Champion, can you walk down a flight of stairs?”
“Yes, perhaps I’ll need a little help at the bottom.”
“Champion, you will never understand us, unless you understand your recovery. I must show you something. Queen Isobel asks that you tell no one what we are going to show you. Please come with us.”
With that, Queen Isobel rose from my lap. Aoife joined her and together they helped my to my feet. We walked into the front hallway. Aoife opened the door leading to the basement. Isobel led the way.
I reached the bottom of the stairs uninjured and without hurting anyone else. Aoife steadied me in an unobtrusive manner.
We entered the first room, the theatre. Christy had taken the home theatre and upsized it! She had also made it more plush and deluxe. The centerpiece was a huge plasma television. It was larger than the projection TV at the neighborhood sports bar. It was showing ESPN SportsCenter with the sound muted. So I did not get to sample the sound system. I’m guessing Christy went top shelf!
Then we walked into the Gym. The room held at least two of every imaginable repetition machine like Stairmaster, rowing, biking, and skiing. In addition, another area had every kind of controlled weight and resistance machine. Then there were benches and racks filled with bars, dumbbells and free weights of all kinds. Thoughtful Christy had also provided showers, sauna, and a steam room. There was a floor area for aerobics and group exercise.
There were several doors along the walls of the gym. Aoife opened one and walked down an unfinished corridor leading us to a blank unpainted door. Aoife opened the door and gestured me through with her now familiar “after you” gesture.
I walked through and stopped dead. I had never ever seen anything like this!