As I passed the entry to the living room on
the women's floor, I heard the low tones of conversation from inside. I stopped
for a moment and listened for a bit.
"I still say he hurt her, and that's why
she screamed like that." came the voice.
Lana spoke, "No. I don't believe it, and
you won't either once he's had you in his power."
"But you said you don't remember ever
screaming when he was with you." the voice protested.
"No, I don't," agreed Lana,
"but I do remember trying to say one thing, and only noise came out for my
effort to speak. I also don't remember anything but the feeling of his cock
inside me, burning its way to my very core, while my body accepted and even helped
him take me to total satisfaction and fulfillment. The only thing I remember
before I awoke was the wonderful feeling of piece, as he filled me with the
burning hot fluid we extract from him. And that's all. Whatever noise I may
have made, I don't recall, other than what I told you, my mind is a blank. But,
I believe I could have done or said anything, and may have, while he drove me
out of my mind with desire, and then fulfillment."
I didn't know I was going to do it as my legs
took me into the living room just then. As I approached the table and poured
myself another drink, I was amazed at my foolhardy act of walking into this
lions den for the second time in one evening.
When I entered Lana and the others fell
silent and watched me as I moved to the table, tossed down my drink, and
refilled my glass. As I turned to face the four of them, Sandy rose from her
place and in an ugly, threatening tone issued a threat.
"We heard Debbie screaming earlier and
I, for one, believe you hurt her. Lana says not, but I heard the scream that
came from the very soul of my friend. Listen well, Geof, if I find out you so
much as touched one hair on her head I'll....."
In the silence that followed Sandy slowly sat
down, but only because of the looks she got from Lana. Toni and Lavern nodded
their agreement and alliance with Sandy, and I slowly looked at each of them in
turn, finally returning my gaze to Lana. As I looked into her eyes, I spoke to
the room at large, and watched her face as I spoke.
"I understand the three of you believe I
hurt your friend, Debbie, in the time I was with her this evening."
I cut their replies short, and went on,
"Your reason is that you heard her
screaming in total commitment to the act we were engaged in. If in my abandon,
I hurt her, I will not defend myself as you do what you feel you must in
retribution against me."
"When she awakens from her sleep, I'm
sure she will answer you questions without hesitation, and tell you she has no
memory of anything other than desire, passion, and fulfillment followed by
oblivion and finally complete satisfaction and inner peace when she does awaken
in the morning."
There was silence in the room which I finally
broke as I looked into Lana's eyes and said,
"It is said that in the old world, it
was a crime to Kiss and Tell. Lana, Debbie's vocal announcements of her rising
desire as she offered and held open her woman's crucible of love to my own
uncontrollable desire and driving climax unleashed into her, were nothing in
comparison to your lusty screams of passion as you announced to the gods your
arrival at the pinnacle of unimpaired lust, and your own body offered itself
without restraint, or retreat; as open and defenseless to my passionately,
abusive, un-restrained delivery of semen into your body, welcome, under my totally
uncontrolled release into of oblivion."
"You, my red-headed captor, have a voice
that was able to pierce cleanly through my own curtain of lust and tell me you
were indeed convulsing in union with my delivery into your possession and
keeping."
As I had spoken Lana blushed deeply, and
bowed her head in the embarrassment she felt at having our coupling discussed
so freely.
I reached down and took her hands, then
pulled the spokeswoman to her feet. I looked deep into her eyes and apologized
for revealing our secrets to an audience. I could see in her face, the
understanding of purpose, as she gave me the slightest nod in accepting my
apology. Kissing tenderly, we broke our embrace.
Speaking directly to the other three, my
words were low and quiet.
"There is one thing about this
discussion, of my injury of any of you that amuses me deeply. I am in fact
doing what I was asked, of my own free will in that I don't resist this
overpowering compulsion I feel to fill you with my fertilizing fluids. As I do the
things each of you has declared you most want from me."
"As I speak to the three of you who have
yet to receive my attentions to your spoken desires, I find myself, for the
first time since you came to me in my prison and declared your intent to receive
my fertilization so our race might live on; able to resist this force that
drives my body, when my mind screams in protest. At least I feel like I might
be able to refuse and resist this force right now."
"However, I know full well that in the
darkness before the dawn, I will awaken and watch helplessly as I come to the
next woman whose name is on the list at my door. I will helplessly be carried
on feet I command to stop, to one of your rooms. I will then make love to that
woman in the same manner as I have made love to Lana and Debbie. I will make
love in the way I made love to Lisa the first night in my cell, and thereafter
in my apartment or her room."
"When I come to you, before this
darkness is past, you will accept me and we will couple in complete abandonment,
as I have done with Lisa, Lana and now Debbie. When we are one we will announce
our arrival at total union in whatever manner our bodies choose. Of these
things there is no doubt in my mind. The irony is this, whichever of you three
is next on the list will have received, and met my passion with your own and
yourself be sleeping as Debbie now sleeps."
"Until we meet again, fair ladies of
lust." and with that I walked directly out of their living room and up to
my apartments. I did not look back when I left them, nor did I break my stride
until I was inside my rooms, and the door was barred.
As the bolts ran home I nearly collapsed and
had to lean on the door for support. When my weakness had passed I consulted
the list still attached to the wall by the entry, and learned which of my three
accusers was to learn the truth about sex and its consuming insistence on total
abandonment of yourself into its awesome, velvet deliverance.
Her name was Toni. The black haired, goddess
of lust, who was to know the truth, and feel fulfillment at my hand. Helplessly
watching as our bodies took us to heaven on earth; unable to do anything to
avoid the event, just as an object released from your hand, will fall to the
earth without fail.
Did she know, or had she forgotten the order?
I hoped she knew.
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