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 Twenty Six

   Lucy squealed in delight as she felt Dom convulse his hips again.  She'd
figured out his weakness oh so quickly.  All she had to do was angle her
body so that he would have a full picture of Jimmy's long cock disappearing
in to her full brown lips.  His knob formed within seconds of his lover's
sperm shooting all over her face.  James winced as she sucked at him to get
the very last drops out of him.  She licked her lips and dropped to the
bed. Jimmy went to his usual place just within reach of her to watch a
frustrated Dom kneel attached to the bitch.  He laughed to himself.  She'd
caught him for the third day in a row.  She ground her pussy over him as he
frowned down at her.

   "Stop moving," he grunted in spite of himself.

   "Hey, Dominic, don't give me that.  You know you want to knock me up. 
I'm just giving you a big advantage over Jimmy.  Maybe, when we're done,
I'll come, so all of your little sperm sticks up inside."

   He ground his hips into her and moaned, "Maybe, I won't give you my
sperm."

   "So, that's what's been happening.  I figured you were sterile.  I've
opened a few times for you, honey.  I know you felt the difference."

   He licked at the thickening semen on her cheek without answering.  The
sensation had been so intoxicating that he'd lost all reason the first
time. She still had the teeth marks on her shoulder to prove it.

   "I'm not ready to settle down yet," he smiled at her as his thrusts made
her jaw go slack.  "Can't a dog enjoy the game?"

   "Mmmm," she purred.  "You like the flexible type.  I know that's why you
like it in there.  Is Ellie like this?  Did she twist you up `til you
screamed?"

   The image of Ellen with her ankles around his neck made him shiver.  He
didn't want Lucy to feel bad.  She'd been so delicious and yet naïve.  If
he could have kept her for himself, he would have.  He was pulled out of
his thoughts with a forceful slap.

   "She doesn't think of you like that, so stop it.  You're my dog.  She
gave you to me," Lucy painfully hissed.

   "I'm sorry, Lucy.  You know I love you, don't you?"

   "If you really loved me, you wouldn`t be thinking about her.  The bitch
is gone.  Get over it."

   *

   I watched Toshi sleeping next to me until I couldn't stand it anymore. I
knew I'd drained him by the way that he trembled when I finally let him
rest.  He seemed at such peace, which made me even more angry with myself.
I surely would have killed him if I hadn't stopped myself.  Only a monster
would do what I wanted to do.

   `You are not a monster.  You just need to be satisfied,' I heard
Rousseau in my head.

   `You know, you can't shut me out, anymore.'

   I got up and went into the bathroom.  I didn't want to talk in front of
him.  He'd been through enough.  I balanced myself slowly on the side of
the tub.

   `The man refuses to give you back.  After tonight, he may even convince
himself that he loves you.  Are you ready for that?'

   "I would love him back," I whispered.

   `Stop talking.  I hear you in echo if you talk.  I give you this time. I
am patient.  If you choose this life, there is no other for me.'

   I thought to him, `You can't tell me that you haven't been fuckin'
somebody else.'

   `I won't lie.  I will wait for another suitable mate.  I wasn't ready
for you.  I am learning of how a woman is in this era.'

   I suppressed a giggle.  `So, is that why you fucked my sister?'

   A long moment of silence came before he gave, `Yes.  You felt that?'

   `Why don't you ever give her the whole thing?'

   `It's for you.  When we come together, you will understand.'

   `No.  I want to understand it, now.'

   `A prime has certain special traits which only serves another prime.  If
I gave her what is your privilege to have, she might not react properly to
it.  It takes a special bitch to take my full attention.'

   `I'm not that special bitch.  That one night we had, you knew it.'

   `You weren't ready.'

   `I'll never be ready then.  Let me go, Sebastian.  I'm not worth the
trip.'

   `Say it again,' he caressed.  `Please say my name again.'

   The tone of his words made it hard to breath.  A knock of the door made
me jump.  I leaned over and opened it to see Toshi smile in at me.  I
couldn't smile back.  He came in and made short work of draining his
bladder.  He looked over at me.

   "You didn't want this?"

   I said, "Of course, I want this.  I practically stole the sex from you."

   "Then why are you so sad?"

   `My beauty,' Rousseau's voice slid into my mind softly, `you know why
you are sad.'

   I shook my head to force him out.  "I'm not sad.  I'm just feeling a bit
guilty..." `I don't think you should be listening in on a private
conversation.  I should block you out like I usually do.'

   `You won't do it.  We were meant to be together.  You know you can't
push me out completely.  I will make my leave.  Enjoy yourself.'

   Toshi smiled as he studied my face, "You, guilty?"

   "I wore you out.  I don't want to do that, but it felt good..."

   It was embarrassing to admit that I needed sex.  It was a calming drug
to stop my blind rage, and I would need it from now on in large quantities.
He sat down next to me and ran a hand across my leg.

   "Everything about you is hard, except for one thing.  You are so soft on
the inside.  Why don't you let me help you figure out this thing in your
mind."

   I looked at him and thought toward him, `If I shared, where would the
mystery be?'

   "You think I can hear that.  I try not to respond to the joke behind
your eyes.  I want to know all about you and know where the hurt comes
from."

   "Everything I ever told you was true."

   "Good.  I would hate for you to lie to me."

   *

   Dom pulled on his favorite shirt as he went down for breakfast.  As the
designate alpha, he was given a portion of Rousseau's wealth in exchange
for the identification number of any male offspring born.  He no longer
needed to call in about his business dealings in Illinois.  He had minions
who could do that for him.  For some reason, male pups were rare and sickly
on Lucy's side.  If a pup was lost, they would serve the purpose of an ever
changing identity for the Master.  Dom hoped to hold on to his sperm until
he was an old man.  Lucy's tricks wouldn't work now that he knew what to
watch for.  He greeted his little harem with a slow smile and a wave for
them to begin breakfast without him.  Dominic's favorite sight was the
jockey for position at his side.  James always sat on the right, but Lucy
never rose earlier than noon.  There were four lovelies that reminded him
in some way of Ellen, so he allowed them their fun.  The winner would more
than likely be Connie.  She was nearly an alpha in attitude, which sort of
grated on his nerves slightly.  It was always about appearances with that
one.  When Lucy was absent, it was her gift to ingratiate herself with the
Prime Alpha.  Rousseau could care less, of course, but it usually triggered
a reestablishment of power.  This time, she got too close.  He heard her
voice from across the room, "My lord, there is fresh crème for the fruit
this morning.  Should I add some to your usual plate?"

   Rousseau responded softly with, "Cream is fine, Connie.  Why don't you
go and sit down with your alpha?  I can get it as I always do."

   "But, you seem tired, Monsieur.  I only wish to save you the trouble."
She batted her eyelashes and leaned in close to whisper, "And besides, it's
an excuse for you to smell my heat."

   Her long hair draped across her shoulder and landed in her low collared
shirt.  Dominic let out a low purr as he watched her pull down the collar
and cup the honey brownness of her right breast.

   "Perhaps, you can help a bitch in heat?  I wouldn't obligate you..."

   Dom averted his eyes as Le Rousseau took hold of her hair and pulled her
upright.  He held her at an angle that made her have to balance on the
balls of her feet.  The rest of the room moved to not notice his movement.
He urged her across the room to an open seat at the end of Dom's table.

   "Dominic, please take care that your low ranking bitches are not awarded
a visit.  They appear to be unaware of their status, and that makes me
think that they see too much of you."

   "Of course, Rousseau, this bitch has not been touched for a month and
may not be given the courtesy in another two."

   "The most adequate of responses, young alpha.  Now Connie, I hope that
heat clears up on it's own," he calmly said.

   He gave Dom a look and returned to his meal.  James gave his hand a pat
and offered him a piece of toast.  When Lucy made an unusual morning
appearance, Dom stood to greet her.  She nodded at him with a worried look
on her face and went to Rousseau.

   "My lord, you called?"

   "Yes, last night.  You didn't answer me."

   "I apologize.  I was with James until early this morning..."

   "Don`t avoid me, Lucy.  You should have been at the plane with the
others."

   She sat down next to him and leaned in to whisper, "I would never do
that.  I was locked into someone at that time."

   "Dominic was there.  What other dog would you have been locked up with?
It really doesn't matter to me who you screw.  Just be where you should be.
I want to see what she remembers.  You are going to help me."

   "But, Rousseau..."

   "No insubordination in here, girl.  You'll do it, and I'll give you
more."

   "More?"

   "It'll go in farther.  That's what you want, isn't it?  You've always
wanted to try to carry my seed."

   "Really?"

   "I give you more, you give me Ellen."

   She rose up and pressed her lips to his.  He responded with an
indifferent toss of his head.

   "Is it a deal?"

   "Of course, my lord.  When do we begin?"

   "Now?"

   Lucy gave a wave to Dominic and James as she led Rousseau back to his
own rooms.  He allowed her to shove him on the bed and remove his shirt. 
She clawed at him as though he were apiece of meat.  She was ever the
dominant bitch.  He pulled her away and got up.

   "You aren't changing your mind are you?"

   "Of course not," Rousseau smiled.  "Just humor me for a bit.  Is there
any way that you could submit a little bit?"

   "Huh?" She pretended not to hear him.

   He shook his head and sighed, "Let me lick you first."

   "Okay," she beamed as she hopped onto the bed.  She slid her pants over
her legs quickly, and spread her legs.

   There was nothing cultured about her as she grabbed his head.  She
barked out her commands, "yeah, right there.  Suck that clit.  You gonna
taste that juice, or am I gonna have to move my hips?"

   He quickly got her to an orgasm and moved away.  He set his jaw.  She
looked up at him and narrowed her eyes.  Yes, this one had been too proud
from the beginning.  The moment he had viewed her reports, he knew she'd
turn into a strong willed unmannered bitch.  He moved farther away from the
bed and she followed.  She jumped to him and he enjoyed the way that she
wrapped herself around him.  She knew he liked this dance, but was always
too forceful, too demanding.

   "Tell me what you need," he smiled at her frustration.

   "Please," she hissed, "I need more."

   "You know what you will have to do."

   "I...Master, don't make me do it."

   "Please, Lucy.  Just do it."

   She dropped to her knees and dropped her head.  She knew the position
that her lord required of her.  Her hands were farther apart than her legs
as she tried to be comfortable on the hardwood floor.

   "What if she doesn't do what you think," Lucy glanced up and back at him
as he dropped his pants.

   "She can hear me.  If you open it up, she won't be able to keep me out
of certain places anymore.  She's strong, but not that strong."

   He pulled her into his body and massaged her shoulders.

   "I think she's sleeping," she tried.

   "No, words are going through my head.  She is reading a book.  This is
the perfect opportunity."

   He positioned his penis at the opening of her vagina.  She stiffened
beneath his hands.  He knew Lucy had never done that in her life.  The link
had been established between the two sisters.  He felt Lucy's round bottom
for a moment before he entered her.  She cried out with a fear he'd never
thought of.  He would have to be careful with his mate.  He pulled out and
raised Lucy up to stand.  He turned the trembling woman to see her face. 
Her generally pursed lips were firmly pressed shut, and she looked away
from him.  He cooed softly at her until she responded with the customary
whimper and stared into his eyes.  Her brown eyes were flecked with the
yellow of heat and the fear of a young bitch.  He kissed her lips and held
her close.

   "Please, don't hurt me," Lucy muttered.

   He moved her to the bed and placed her gently down.

   "Let me help you, honey," he softly said.  "You know I'd do anything for
you."

   "Yes, I know." Lucy sighed, "I know you`re a good man."

   He pressed a hand between her legs and she responded by opening them
slightly, then trying to move them back together.

   "This won't hurt if you relax."

   "Uh, okay," she breathed.

   He kissed and caressed her neck as he worked his thigh between her
knees. Wonder filled him as he closed his eyes and saw her beneath his
hands.  Ellen whined slightly as she looked up at him with the same fear
that Lucy had shown him.

   Instinctively, he soothed, "I love you."

   "No, please don't say it.  If you need to do it, Ill let you.  But,
don't tell me that you love me."

   "I do," he smelled her neck and mouthed her shoulder.

   "No, you don't.  Hurry and finish so that I can clean up."

   He kissed her again and got up.  He reached over to Ellen and touched
her forehead to his.  Somehow, he'd wanted to make it different, but her
will had stopped him.

   He softly whispered, "I bind to you.  There will be no secrets from me.
There will be no secrets from you."

   The body under his hands shuddered and the image was gone.  He opened
his eyes and forced a rough kiss onto Lucy.  She responded by wrapping her
arms around him.

   "You know you'll open," he blandly said.

   "Then, I'll be the prime bitch," she smiled

   "No, you'll be a secondary.  I'll let you open, because I know that
James has been with you today."

   "But, you promised!"

   He felt her wet pussy and positioned himself again.

   "I promised I would give you more, not all."

   She frowned up at him until he entered her.  She appeared to drop her
resolve as she quickly noticed his deeper thrusts.

   "Uh!"

   "You'll take what you can get, bitch."

   "Yes, master," she whispered through her lips.

   He growled, "What?"

   "Uh, uh, yes, yes, master!"

   She writhed her legs in a serpentine fashion around his back.  When he
felt he'd gone far enough, she wailed.  He made sure that he held back,
because he would not risk breaking the condom he slipped on while she
wasn't aware.

   End...  To be continued

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