ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE
By: V.L. Marquette
Lightly edited by: Ravyn
(Authors Note) This is a work of fiction, nothing more. Any resemblance to
anyone alive, dead, or in the vampires case, Undead, are purely coincidental.
*****WARNING***** (NO ONE, AND I DO MEAN NO ONE.) Under the age of 18, or
who lives in an area that this sort of material is illegal, should read any
farther.
CHAPTER 9
Vicky looked up, as Jessy gently made his way back up her body. It had been
unlike anything she had ever felt before. The closest had been the night before
as her mistress had gone done down on her. She had, had, more orgasms with out
pain than she had ever had in her life. And now, she knew she should be afraid.
Men had not only never interested her, they had terrified her. But after all
the pleasure he had given her, the thought of offering him even this small token
in appreciation was only right and proper for her to give.
Jessy had not been this tempted by a mortal, even one of his precious pets
in a long time. The very fact that he had been able to feast on her freely
without fear of hurting her as he cleaned the blood from her vagina was a truly
wondrous thing. And when he had pulled the latex type cover from her cervix, to
catch the blood that had been held there the whole night, and had been freed.
He had almost really gone mad. He had licked and sucked at her until, for the
moment, there was no more blood flowing from her. Listening to her cries of
pleasure, not pain, as he had drove her past the point of reason so many times.
He was rather pleased with himself. He knew how gender biased she was, it
was clear in her thoughts as she chose to welcome him as a show of gratitude for
what he had given her. He smiled to himself. Soon enough, biased or not, she
would realize that he was not like most men, and knew what she wanted and
needed. And once he was finished. She would be even happier as he introduced
her to Melody.
His green eyes caught her gray. No words, just a solid wall of comfort and
assurance that he would not hurt her that she would never feel anything but
pleasure like this from him.
She moaned low in her throat as Jessy entered her slowly, pausing as his
pelvic bone met hers to grind against her with gentle but strong movements.
Vicky tried to pull up, to hurry him, as he kept up the slow easy, thrust
then grind. But every time she tried to push up, he would stop and pull away
until she calmed down and laid back. "Better now?"
She nodded, resigned to the fact that her master was going to do this at his
own speed and his speed alone. "I'm sorry, Master. I won't be bad again."
Jessy murmured softly. "You aren't being bad, honey, a trifle in a rush,
maybe. But not bad." He resumed his slow and easy pace. His movements were
closer to rocking than to thrusts. He was her first man. The idea of being a
woman's first man was one that was new to him. Now for his male pets, he was
very often their first. But even Melody had once had a lover who was male. She
had just chosen to limit her partners to only women.
She lay under him, lost in the slow and easy motions of his loving. At the
pace he was going, she was going to lose her mind, long before he finally gave
into the pleasure again, but oh what a delightful way to go. Her fingers locked
in his hair as her lips opened to his as he began to kiss her, for the first
time with any heat and force.
The change of his rhythm was so unexpected that it caught Vicky off guard.
She screamed, as, suddenly his slow and easy rocking thrusts, became fast and
hard hammering ones. She sobbed holding him as she was thrown almost at once
into a mind-numbing climax. "Oh, Master, oh, please, yes." She babbled as she
felt one right after the other rack through her. It was so powerful. It hurt,
but felt wonderful at the same time.
She screamed one last time as a blazing heat raced through her as he sank
his fangs into her throat. Tensing for just one brief moment, before losing
consciousness.
Jessy was far too gone to stop as he felt her lose consciousness. He knew
he hadn't hurt her. That this swoon, was, for an all-together different reason.
One that stroked his male ego and made him more pleased with things than he had
been in many years. To think, she was a virgin to men, and he, her first had
sent her so far into the realm of pleasure that she had swooned from it.
He slowed his movements down to, finish, enjoying himself on her body. She
was too far-gone to notice anything else.
*Vicky, little one are, you still with me? * Jessy stroked her hair gently
as he called her back to the world around her.
Bright, clear gray eyes opened slowly. "M-Master?" She looked up at him.
"What happened?"
Jessy kissed her nose lightly. "It would seem, that you are just as
susceptible to me and the rest of my pets are. You fainted on me honey."
Vicky giggled. "Wow, Master. I never thought, the last time I passed out
it was from pain, but never like this."
Jessy looked at her with worry. "Did I hurt you honey?"
She shook her head, emphatically. "No, Master. If anything, it was the
best I have ever felt before in my life. Thank you."
He chuckled. "For what my dear, for enjoying myself with you? Trust me
Vicky, you don't have to thank me for that, your body did that already." He
kissed her one last time before pulling away. "Well, I suppose we need to get
upstairs before your mistress comes looking for us. Besides, I have someone who
is just dying to meet you." He rose off the bed and held out a hand to her. "I
am going to see if I can talk Ariel and Melody into going out and doing some
serious clothes shopping for the lot of you. As pretty as you are right now. I
don't think I want you to run around all night the time looking quite that
inviting."
Vicky looked up at his in shock. "Clothes, Master? I haven't been allowed
to wear clothes for the last two years."
"Well, then it is high time you got used to them again, don't you think?"
He extended his hand again. "Now, come on honey. There is a whole bunch of
people up there that would like to meet you."
Jessy led her up the stairs and into the main part of the living area.
Where her stopped as Nick was trying to convince Jamie that he really didn't
need to kneel to him.
Jessy kept his opinions to himself as he led Vicky to where Kris was sitting
with Denise and Dennis. "It looks like I am going to have to get back in touch
with Henry. I had been meaning to talk to him for the last few years, but now
that we are back in the states. I suppose I really don't have an excuse
anymore."
Kris looked at him and began to laugh. "Jess, love, go take a look in a
mirror." She just laughed even harder when Vicky blushed. "You too little one.
The two of you look a mess."
Jessy looked at Vicky. "I am to assume I have more mess on my face than she
does?" Kris just nodded laughing. "Dear me, I always have prided myself on
being a neat eater, but then again, my means do not usually cover my face quite
like she did. Come on honey. Let's go and wash up. No sense in scaring the
rest."
"Before you step out of the room, Childe, I wish to give you my leave. I
have enjoyed my stay here, but now that you have come, I need to go." He held
out a hand to Vicky. "Pity that I have never had any interest in your needs,
child. I feel if I had, I would pester your master to allow me to take you and
see to it that you were kept with those in my house." He leaned down, licking
her blood from her cheek before kissing her. "But alas, I am sure that you
would be much happier here than with me." Then he pulled Jessy close. "I am
proud of you. Your Childe has proven that you are indeed a fine father, even if
you are young."
"She has never been anything but a joy to me, Elder. And as she continues
to grow, I don't see that changing. I left my mother's house before I was her
age, now I understand what Janis must have felt like when I did. I honestly do
not wish to ever see her leave me, lucky for me, she is more than just my
Childe." He hugged the older man.
"Never happen honey, I'm your wife, your mate even before I am your Childe."
Kris lay a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks Anise, I don't know how I would have
made it if you hadn't been there to help me."
They took their leave taking of Anise before turning to look at the rest of
the room. "I suppose I need to go get cleaned up."
She smiled. "Well hurry up then. With the thoughts Dennis has running
through his head right now, if you don't hurry up and tend to him, he is going
to end up jumping you soon."
Jessy laughed looking over at the young mortal that blushed. "You don't
say. Are you sure he is a virgin Kris?"
Kris nodded. "And would like nothing more than not to be. Go on Father.
I'll see to Nick and his two." She looked over to where Nick was sitting on the
side of the bed against the wall, with both Kevin and Jamie on either side of
him.
Kelly moved slowly to Kris. "Mistress." He stood there. "My Master has
ordered me to beg your forgiveness for my bad behavior. He said if I do not get
it, he will whip me again. Please Mistress I am sorry. Please, forgive me,
don't send me back to him to be whipped again."
Kris looked him up and down. "Whipped you, you don't say. I don't see any
welts." She turned him around and his skin was still unblemished. If Steven
called what he did to you a whipping, he is loosing his touch."
"Please Mistress. He bent me over the bed and used a belt on me. I was
lashed with it twenty times. Please, forgive me Mistress, he will double it if
you don't."
"Go back and tell him, I forgive you. But Kelly the next time to don't
mind. It will be my father that welds the belt. And you know what that is
like."
Kelly grabbed her hand, kissing it repeatedly. "Thank you Mistress." Then
he turned and hurried off to make peace with his lover.
Kris looked up at two pair of eyes that met hers, fear and worry in them.
"Relax babies. That is Kelly, and he is a lot like Vicky, just not quite to her
extreme. Trust me, he is going to go back and assure Steve that the problem is
taken care of, and we probably won't be seeing them for a few hours. Kell is
almost aggressive after a bout with a whip, belt, cane, or lash, particularly if
Stevie targets is balls."
Dennis shuddered but didn't say anything. If his master and mistress wanted
to do that to him, what right did he have to argue? But Denise began to cry
softly. Holding on to her brother tightly.
Kris was hungry, and still needed a shower, but all other considerations
were forgotten at the first sound of Denise's cries. "Hey, honey, what is
wrong?"
She looked up at her, her dark, doe, brown eyes seeking some kind of
assurance. "Our master and you, you aren't going to do that to us, are you?"
Kris sat beside her. "No honey, we aren't. Neither of you feels like that
is something you would find pleasure in. So the only time you will feel pain
from one of us is if we have to punish you. And that is, for the most part with
very few exceptions a spanking." Then she smiled at the girl, going out of her
way to hide her fangs. "Besides, baby, you're a girl. Targeting your balls
would be a real hard trick." She patted Denise's knee as that last comment
brought a giggle out of the girl. "But for now, we don't need to go into the
rules of the house. Later this evening, my father will explain to all of you
what is okay, and what will get you spanked, what will get you whipped, and what
will earn you much worse." Her smile froze on her face as she looked up to
where Nick was sitting with his two. *Nicky, pull back. * She was up and
across the room like a shot. She had forgotten how quickly the hunger could
take one of them who were as young as her little brother was. *Now, Nick! *
Her will came down on his, in a less than gentle fashion. She didn't have time
to be gentle with him. If she didn't get him to break off his blood lust, Jamie
was going to die."
Nick pulled back, rubbing his temples. "Damn Kris, that hurt. I wasn't
going to hurt the boy, was just hungry, and he offered."
Kris's closed fisted blow caught him across the mouth, knocking him flat on
the bed. *Look at your pet, Nicholas. If I hadn't stepped in when I did, you
would have done a whole lot more than just hurt him. You would have killed him.
* She didn't want to frighten any of the new mortals in the house, especially
not these two, who now belonged to her brother, so she screamed at him mind to
mind, only. *For now, until you get a little control, you'd best make sure that
either father or I are around when you feed. And you feed from one of us first
thing when you get up. I mean it Nicky. I didn't get you this pretty thing,
just so you could accidentally kill him by not having any control of your lust.
We, do, not kill remember? * She gave Nick an ugly look as she pulled Jamie
against her. Ripping at her wrist with her fangs, she pressed it against his
lips. "Go on, sweetie. Your master is too young to let you share blood with
him yet, so you are stuck with my father or me. And well Jessy has taken Vicky
aside and I think they are getting a quick shower, which means we might see them
in an hour or so." She looked up, looking for one of the pets that she and her
father had, had with them for a long time. *Robby, be a love and run get a big
glass of water for Nick's new pet here. My brother forgot himself and came
close to draining him dry. * She watched the worry fill his eyes as he nodded
and headed for the stairs, to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
*Chill, kid. I made a few blunders when I was as young as Nick is. No one was
hurt. Jessy took care of everything back then. And now, he and I can do the
same for Nick. He won't hurt anyone. We are just going to have to be there
when he feeds for a while to make sure that he doesn't loose himself too much
again. It's okay, I promise. * She looked at Jamie, who after taking from her,
had gone back to Nick and was curled up close to him, he wasn't afraid. He
hadn't realized how close he had been to death. Which was a good thing. At
Nick's age, fear was hard to deal with. "Nicky, Robby is running up to get your
boy here a drink of water, make sure he drinks it all."
Nick nodded, stroking Jamie's hair as the mortal pressed against him. *I'm
sorry, Kris. It was stupid, I know. Our father had warned me once already, I
just forgot. *
*I know, been there, I know just how easy it is to forget. Sorry for
hitting you, but you scared me. *
*That is the first time you have ever hit me. Is that what you meant when
you told me that now that I was really your little brother, you could squash me
and get away with it? *
*I had only been kidding Nick. But yes, as long as you had been only
mortal. It didn't matter how much of Jessy's and my blood you had taken, you
were still mortal, and it would have been nothing to kill you. But now, maybe
I'm not so sorry for hitting you after all. You now have an understanding of
just how strong we really are. And how strong you will be with a little time. *
Robby hurried back into the room, with a large glass of water, moving close
to Nick, but not quite as close as he normally would, he extended his hand
offering it. The stench of fear was not over powering, but it was still there.
Tears the color of blood welled in Nick's eye's. But before he could say
anything, Kris stepped in. *Like this you two. Jamie and Kevin have no clue
what just happened. And for now, until they get a little more accustomed to
Nick and he gets a little more control. I would just as soon they not know what
had almost happened. Fear is not easy on a newborn Robby, and it doesn't matter
if you have known Nick for as long as you have been with us. When Jessy gave
him to our family. He became a newborn again. *
Nick looked at the guy, who had been his friend, who had been his bedmate
more than once. *I won't hurt you Robby, I love you, you are my friend. I
didn't mean to forget to, ask for help from Kris. I promise, it won't happen
again. I don't want to hurt either of them, and I don't want Kris to ever, hit,
me again like she just did. The bitch laid me flat. *
*Robby, it wasn't really his fault. It was mine. I wasn't paying close
enough attention to him. I know what he is going through, been there, done
that. It was an accident, one that will, never, happen again. Now you just go
one, curl up somewhere with Ariel and chill. *
Robby nodded, the tension leaving his body as Kris's soothing energy wrapped
around him. *Okay, Kris, sorry Nick. I don't know what I was thinking. I know
you love me. If I ever had any doubt on that fact, it would have been ground
flat a long time ago. * He leaned over and kissed Nick. "Make sure he drinks
all the water, Nick. Or Ariel will give me hell for days." Robby hugged and
kissed Kris quickly smiled at the two that were looking at him in shock, and
headed off to find Ariel.
"Master." Jamie sounded shocked and scandalized. "He just called you by
your name, and not master."
"He's also been with us for close to twelve years kid. He knew me long
before I became like I am now. That is what I have been trying to get the two
of you to understand. Most of them, who have been with us for longer than five
years, don't call Kris or my father, Master or Mistress, unless it is something
important. Or one of the others, like Anise who is my great great-grand father.
Is here, and then we don't call them anything but master and mistress." Then he
laughed. "I used to be one of them too. But now, I am his son, so all I call
him is Jessy and father. And Kris is just Kris. Trust me, give it a few years,
and you will get the hang of it."
Dennis looked up as Jessy followed by Vicky re-entered the room. The other
master kind of frightened him a little, but this one, he could feel comfortable
with. He had felt just as amused as his mistress had at his habit to lose
himself when he was either fed from or one of them gave him their blood. He sat
up straighter hoping that his master would take time to notice him.
Jessy had to struggle to keep from laughing. But he knew that if he did the
boy would probably not understand the humor in it at all, and get his feelings
hurt. "Hello sweet heart. I see you are glad to see me." He sat by Dennis,
totally ignoring the fact that for now he was as naked as the boy was.
"Are you going to feed from me again, Master?" Dennis was always more than
happy to be fed from. He just loved the feeling that came when he was.
"I'm not hungry right now. But before the night is over, I will have too.
Nick is feeding ten to twelve times a night, and I am much more comfortable if
he takes from Kris or I. It won't be that long before he learns to, control,
himself and I won't have to worry about him anymore." He pulled Dennis close.
"I am going to have to sit down with Kris and Nick later tonight and decide is
it has been long enough yet. For so long, we have refrained from renaming our
pets. It hurt so much after so many of them died. But now, the promise that at
last, we no longer have to automatically kill those we love, when their
mortality reaches to claim them. That if they wish it, and I believe it is a
good idea, I can take them as one of my children." He brushed his lips against
Dennis's brow. "What about you, Dennis, would you mind taking a new name? Not
one that is demeaning or demoralizing, but an endearment?"
Kris looked up from where she still sat by Nick, and his two new pets. "Are
you serious, Father? I have been wondering when it was going to cross your mind
that it was seriously time to start renaming them again."
"It's been over twenty years, Childe. It took me that long to heal from the
pain that losing so many in such a short time caused me. But even though I
still bleed inside from the loss of Puck and Darlin, it is time to go on. And
now, with the fact that we no longer, must, kill them after our blood protects
them from moralities grip. I think it is time we started again. It is just
going to take me a few days to decide what name I should give them. But yes, we
will start to give them all new names."
Kris snapped her fingers. "Speaking of Puck, hold on Jess. I have
something I saved from DP's last night for you." She got up and headed for the
closet that she had tucked the painting in. "I know it is still too soon for us
to look at it for any great period of time, but I knew you would want it for
yourself." She pulled out the painting, turning to carry it to where he sat.
"I almost lost my shit last night when I saw this. All this time, and it was
still exactly where Bobby hung it when Ryan gave it to him." She lifted the
black draping from the painting, to expose the scene.
Jessy sat there, silent looking at the painting that he had always been so
proud of. It was of Angel hanging, arms cuffed and chained above him head, head
thrown back against Jessy in the painting. There was a criss-cross of welts on
his body, a, few leaking blood. His hips frozen forever in a forward thrust
into his hand. Jessy's mouth pressed against his throat. Fangs just barely
present and the blood from the wound under then was just the smallest of tints.
The pleasure and joy in Angel's face was something that Jessy missed so much.
He had dearly loved this pet. As much and as surely as he had loved any of
those that he had fully mastered those first early years. And the caption at
the bottom of the painting, in gold Calligraphy was as painful to him as the
painting. 'All In The Name Of Love'. He remembered how Angel had cried when
Puck had given it to him for his grand opening present. The painting was
perfect. And the vampire touches were just right for the theme of the new club.
It was a Gothic Fetish club, and at the time, vampires were in fashion. If only
they had known how much so.
Jessy put his head in his hands. "Put it away, Childe. You are right. It
does mean so much to me to have this reminder of what once was returned to me.
But I just can't look at it right now. Thank you for thinking of me. You have
no idea how much this means to me, but I just can't look at it right now." He
was in tears.
Kris dropped the black cover back over the painting and hurried to return it
to the closet. After setting it carefully to one side. She turned and hurried
back to him. "I'm sorry Father, I never realized it would do this to you. I
only wanted to bring it home. It was one of his best works, and it belongs here
with us." She held him close, supporting him as he wept.
Jessy struggled to get, control, over himself again. "No, Childe. You
don't have to be sorry. Of course you had to bring it home. This is where it
belongs. Just as soon as I can bear to look at it without wanting to weep, I
will hang it in my dungeon. It was where Puck sketched it. That is where it
belongs."
Kris kissed him softly. "I knew that. I just couldn't leave it there, no
matter how much it fit in with the decor of the place. I had to bring it home.
We will do with it like we do with the painting Ryan did for me for my first
birthday, and no matter where we live, we will take it with us. He would want
it that way."
Jessy nodded. "I have been one of my people for over three hundred years,
and Puck was the first and only one that I ever knew that was as gifted. He was
a joy to have and a delight to love. I don't care how long I live, or how many
of these dear ones that I will grow to love. He was so very special. Even
Aaron, who is near homophobic loved him."
Kevin sat beside Nick. Listening to what his master and mistress were
saying. He didn't know this one. But they he had been special to them. His
talents were what made him so. "Master?" He whispered to Nick. "Who was he,
why did my other master cry?"
Nick hushed him. "Puck was one in a million baby. He was an artist of
skill that I have never seen before, nor do I think I will ever see again. You
see the tattoos on your master and mistress? He did them. Ask Ariel or Melody
to show you theirs. He was the one that designed them." He opened his shirt to
display the one on his chest. "He did this for me, on my sixteenth birthday,
back when I was still mortal. It was a special one, unlike any of the others,
because I had grown up as my father's son. I became his pet on my sixteenth
birthday, and Puck wanted to show the special-ness of my place here. Just as
soon as Kris can stand to look at that painting over the fireplace, you will see
the first real work he did for her. It is absolutely beautiful. All his work
was."
"Then they would be mad at me for drawing? If this one was so special, I
don't think I would want to make them think I was trying to out so him." His
voice was a little sad. He had thought when he had been saved last night and
his new masters and mistress was so good to him that he would be allowed to go
back to what he had been doing before they forced him into slavery.
Nick looked at him closely. "You can draw?" What were the odds? They had
lost one that was so sweet, talented and precious, and here was another
youngster that could do some of what Puck had done. "And no, they won't be mad
at you baby. Cry a little, yes. Mope around for a couple of weeks probably.
But never mad at you. You are mine, remember that. I won't ever let anyone
hurt you unless you are bad, and then you probably won't ever need anything more
than a spanking, or a belt taken to you to punish you." He kissed him deeply.
"I promise, Kevin, I won't let anyone hurt you." He looked up to where Kris was
still holding his father. *Father, Kris, Kevin is worried that just because he
happens to like to do like Puck did, and draw that you will be mad at him. *
*Mad at him? * Jessy was at a loss for words. This poor child was afraid
that if he followed in Puck's steps that they would resent him and be mad at
him. *You did tell him that was ridiculous? I don't care how good the boy is
or will become. I will never accuse him of trying to take Puck's place. We are
going to have to do something about these new ones and soon. That is one of the
reasons I am going back to giving them a new and special name. I want them to
understand that we are not like those mortals who have hurt them so. * Jessy
really didn't want to do this, but it wouldn't be right, to leave these children
with the name that connected them to all the fear and pain. And if he did this
for them, then he would have to do this for the rest that he loved.
Kris looked at Jessy. "Are you going to be okay now? Denise is sitting
over there looking like she is about to go crazy. I think I am going to go over
there and start introducing her to the rest of the house."
Jessy nodded smiling at her. "I think I am going to take this pretty boy
here and run your brother off the bed, and see how many times I can make him
lose control."
Dennis looked up at that. "Master, are you going to," he blushed.
Jessy just laughed. "And here I thought you were eager for me to turn my
attention to you. Getting shy on my pet?"
Dennis shook his head. "No, Master. It's just, all these people. I will
obey. But here, in front of all of them?"
"Your mistress has sat watch over Nick while I went to take a shower with
her little one there. So yes, I can't leave the room with him as young as he
is, so I will have to stay in the room to keep an eye on him." He stood,
holding a hand out to Dennis. "Trust me, boy, by the time I am ready to take
your virginity, you won't care who is here."
Dennis took his hand, trembling. "Yes, Master." This was it. He would
finally know what it was like to have a man take him. And even though he wasn't
afraid of it, he was still non-too thrilled with the thought of doing it is a
room full of people watching as it happened.
Jessy led him to the bed against the wall. "Scoot over Childe. I want to
show this one just exactly what his new life is going to be like." He looked
down at Kevin who was still clinging to Nick on one side and Jamie did on his
other. "And Kevin. All I ask as you seek to improve your skill, is the same
thing I told Puck. No one sees anything you create before your mistress and I.
Other than that rule, you can work to your hearts content. I encourage it. I
have found that a pet that can continue to do what he loves best is a happy pet,
which is all I want for you."
"Thank you Master. You and my master here, you both are took kind to me. I
don't know what I have done to disserve this kindness." He moved with Nick and
Jamie to pull away from the bed so that Jessy had a place to lie down with
Dennis.
"Father, after you love him, would you please help me, I have two now, one
is a virgin, and the other is worse. A man might have, never, taken Jamie. But
Kevin has been, and the ass hole raped him several times. He doesn't know that
it can do anything but hurt."
"After I help Dennis here to learn that I really will never hurt him. I
will feed you first, and then yes, I will be more than happy to help you prove
to these two new ones that we do not rape or hurt helpless children."
Kris ignored what was going on at the bed. She was entirely too used to
Jessy and the way he did things to take any notice of what was going on. "Hi,
honey, how you holding up?"
The girl looked up at her, trying to smile, but it never touched her eyes.
"I am fine Mistress." She flinched a little as Kris lay a hand on her leg.
"What is wrong with you honey? I had though surely by now, you would have
come to terms with how mortals react to being fed or sharing blood with one of
us."
Denise looked over to where her brother was lying with their master. "He
isn't going to hurt him, is he?"
Kris snorted. "My father hurt him? Please, honey, you have got to be
kidding. I've known him to go out of his way to see that one of ours isn't
hurt. Stay up all day, to continue to feed one of our pets who had hurt herself
in an accident. Trust me, Denise. I am more likely to hurt him than Jessy is,
and you already know I won't. But that isn't what is the problem here, is it?
I thought after I fed from you earlier, and shared blood with you, that you
would loosen up. But you are still jumpier than a long tailed cat in a room
full of rocking chairs. What gives?"
Denise fought to keep herself from beginning to cry again. "I'm sorry
Mistress. I am trying, but every time I think I have gotten to the point that
it doesn't bother me anymore, then I start to think about it again."
Kris looked heavenward. "Fuck it." Her dark eyes locked with Denise's.
"Go to sleep honey. I can't do much for you right now, but I know someone who
can. So just go to sleep." She helped the girl to slip back onto the couch.
She might not feel comfortable with her ability to dominate them yet, but
getting them to go to sleep, and keeping them that way until she wanted them to
wake up, she could do and easily. "Stevie," she looked up to find one of the
seven regular pets here. "Could you please take her and tuck her in a bed for a
while. She's not dealing well at all with her place here now, or should I say,
with what I make her feel."
The tall, well built young man bent and lifted her. "I was with Kelly for a
while, is the Elder gone?"
"He left a little while ago, why?"
"Just wanted to know if it was safe for me to call you and Jessy anything
but master and mistress." He situated the slumbering girl in his arms. "I'm
going to go and put her in my and Kelly's bed. He is still there. I'll warn
him to come and let you know the moment she starts to stir."
Kris shook her head. "Don't worry about that Stevie. She isn't gong to
wake up until either my father or me wakes her. Just go tuck her in bed and
drag Kelly down with you. I have a little friend for Melody that she is going
to need your help to learn how to help with her wants and needs."
"Kelly is just going to love you for that Kris." He grinned.
"Probably so, and as you drag him back down here, stick you head into the
others rooms as you come. Let them all know I have some new friends for them to
meet." She was always so pleased with this one. Other than Kelly, he was her
second favorite, and Kelly was the primary reason for it. She loved that boy.
Even if he did drive her to distraction every now and then."
"Sure Kris, be more than happy too." And he turned and headed for the room
that he now shared with his lover and friend. A light spring in his step.
