Tina woke up to her left breast being sucked and teased
by my mouth and teeth. She shivered with pleasure as I paid my full attention
to the orb I'd found so close to my face when I came to, and captured it with
my lips. She lazily basked in the security of my arms, as she let her body have
it's way, helping her second orgasm, as she teased her own clit with the
fingers of her left hand. Her pussy was still engorged on my cock as she began
the soft, small movement of her pelvis and I answered her by rising to full
size inside her hungry womanhood.
I heard her gasp as she arrived at her apex, then her
hips nearly tore my cock from it's root, as they bucked and swiveled, while she
screwed herself on me in ecstatic abandonment. Tina arched against the pull of
my arms in her final moments, then lay against me, as she gave herself into my
care, while she recovered from the strain of her climax. I caressed her
tenderly while she lay panting in my arms and felt her shiver with my touch, as
I held her ass in my hands and squeezed her cheeks, as I pressed her pelvis
onto mine.
We sat in the great chair for some time, as we soaked our
bodies in each others juices, and relaxed in the peaceful afterglow of sex.
Tina finally raised her head from my shoulder and while still sitting fully
impaled on my cock, told me about her visit to the floor below.
*** *** *** *** ***
As Tina told me about what the women were planning I
began to understand why and what they had done since that first day in my cell.
They wanted me to take them from here try to convince other men to join our
small band. Tina said as I convinced more and more men to join us in a
community of men and women, living in peace, there would be a steady supply of
women for them as mates.
Their plan sounded simple enough, but was it really going
to be that simple? I knew I wanted to go home, but I had my doubts as to
whether I could provide them with the safe passage they wanted me to provide
for them. I was voicing my doubts to Tina when Flow entered the library and found
us deep in our discussion.
She must have been amused at the way we were sitting,
coupled like that, talking seriously about the women's plans and the terrible
risks it had in it. Flow was grinning from ear to ear with the most lecherous
of smiles I'd ever seen on her face, as she signed her message to us. I was
slow on the uptake, but Tina seemed pleased at what Flow was telling us, so I
asked her what Flow had said.
"We're to come to the dining room for dinner this
evening. The other five women are planning on welcoming me into their ranks as
a concubine and want you to be there for the occasion."
"You mean I'm loosing my prisoner and private
whore." I said, the disappointment plain in my voice.
"No, not at all. Your gaining five more." Tina
rose from my rod with a slurp, as she danced away from my grasp. "Now, go
get ready for dinner, while I follow the rest of Flows instructions. I'll meet
you at the apartment door, and we can go down together."
I was completely baffled as to what she meant, but was
unable to take my eyes from the woman. She had changed into as she swayed
sensually out the door. As I bathed and dressed for dinner, all I could see in
my minds eye was the vision of Tina, as she retreated from me, her costume
enhancing her bodies allure, calling me to her. I hoped she would be dressed
like that when we met at the door for dinner.
She was.
*** *** *** *** ***
While I bathed, Tina and Flow, aided by a group of the
serving staff, removed all of the contents of the attics cabinets, dressers,
chests and boxes to a large table, which had been set up for the purpose. The
items were arranged by type and material on the table, for the after dinner
social hour; but I wouldn't know that until I entered the living room after
dinner.
*** *** *** *** ***
Tina was waiting in the hall, near the apartment door,
when I emerged from my bath. As I came into the hall and sighted her, I felt my
breath catch at the sight. She had changed her robe and was wearing a black
silk one. She was facing away as I approached her, and I could feel the effect
of her as I observed the clinging material exposing her every move and shape to
my view.
She turned slowly, as I approached, and I nearly fell as
I saw the defined way her robe showed off her waist and bust from the side, but
I was stunned as she faced me and I realized this robe barely did more than
tease at covering her breasts; still supported in the leather half-bra. The
slippery material parted easily as she stepped towards me, exposing her knee
and thigh as she swayed on her heeled shoes.
Tina laughed gently, as I adjusted myself in my
discomfort; trying to conceal my expanding manhood under my skirt. She offered
to help with a mischievous grin, then opened the door, took my arm in her grasp
and said, "Would you kindly escort me to dinner, sir?"
We were walking slowly down the stairs when she asked,
"What would you do if there were six of us dressed as I am?"
I thought briefly, then replied, "Think I'd died and
gone to heaven."
"Welcome to heaven." was all she said as we
stepped into the dining room.
"My god." were the only words I could say as I
focused on five of the loveliest female creatures any man could have the
pleasure of viewing. I was dumb struck at the sight and had to be led to my
place at the table.
I was barely able to eat as I openly admired each of
them. I was taken by each as they had dressed themselves for my benefit;
highlighting their best features by the selections they made of their clothing;
and subtle makeup. Even the vixen, Cindy, could have taken me with her and I'd
have gone willingly; so captivating were these visions of beauty I dined with
this evening.
The dinner had been cleared from the table when Lana
began to speak for the group.
"Tina told us, while you bathed, that you seemed
willing to help us with our plan, but are aware of certain pitfalls before us
which we cannot know of. It is because of the knowledge you have of the outside
world, and the men in it, that we are asking you to guide us, as we seek to end
the separation of the sexes."
I nearly burst out laughing at the thought, then said.
"If you take me to the outer world as your prisoner,
I won't be able to help you at all. The others will simply attack our party and
free me. Even if I tell them not to, they will anyway, thinking I am being
forced to say that. I think it is a noble effort, but doomed to failure and as
I've no wish to see you brutalized and murdered. I hope you reconsider your
plan."
After a short silence Lana said.
"What if we were to travel as your prisoners at
first? Would that give you time to reason with them?"
The shock on my face must have been plain.
Seeing she was making headway, Lana continued.
"If the six of us allowed you to bind us and, in
fact, became your captives, would that not give you time to convince some of
the men to join you?"
I finally found my voice.
"That might work with some, but not all, besides,
what makes you think I won't just turn you over to the men as captives once we
are in the wilderness?"
"You just said you didn't want to see us go to that
fate, or was that just lip service?"
Lana was right, I could never just turn them over to the
other men, not without a fight. I told them that, and at the same time told
them the chances of success were less than slim, even at best.
Lana replied.
"The chances of human survival are less than that if
we don't try."
Silence followed as we all prayed silently.
"Amen."
Said the voice in my head. This time I saw that all of us
at the table had heard the voice.
I thought to the voice.
"A least I'm not the only one who's crazy."
"Your six companions are the crazy ones." Came
the voice. I grinned at the thought, as I saw they hadn't heard that line.
"Maybe, but I don't know." I thought.
"I do." Said the voice, "I do."
I sat and watched the six sirens move to the living room,
amazed at the effects they had on my body and mind, while my cock strained to
escape the confines of my skirt.
"This is pure torture."
I thought to myself as I adjusted my engorged cock and
started to the lions den.
"Yes, and you love it."
The voice snickered in the back of my skull.
"Now go to your prisoners and find out who wins the
draw of straws for the right to relieve your, ah, tension."
My feet carried me into the living room of their own
will, I hadn't commanded them to, nor could I stop them.
"Who are the prisoners here?"
I wondered to myself as I stepped into the living room to
face my fate, helpless to change my course.
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