A Long Time from Home Pt. 02 Ch. 01

Esther nodded. "I'll come up with a plan."

"Thank you."

When they had left, I walked into the office and was preparing to review some of Parker's files, when Delina suddenly walked in. "Hey."

"Hey... Aren't you going for a ride?"

"Yes." She said with a sweet smile as she closed the door behind her. "But it's going to take Petra and the stable hand a while to teach the others the basics of riding, so I thought I would come in here and practice my riding skills on you."

That answer took me by surprise. Delina was usually not the type to be brazen about her needs. Mostly, because she considered herself a concubine. A mix between a mistress and a sex-slave depending on the culture, concubinage was a tradition dating back millennia and I had thought that the tradition had disappeared along with slavery, but as with so many other things, it was still here.

This time it worked in Delina's favour, as consensual sex with a man before or outside marriage was forbidden and considered a sin. However, as a concubine, Delina had to obey the will of her master and thus having sex with me wasn't a sin. Along the same line, sex between two women was not considered sex, since it didn't involve a man, enabling her to have sex with Petra whenever she wanted, without committing at sin. At least according to her conviction and that was all that mattered.

"That sounds promising." I said with a smile. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I did say that I want to ride you, so drop your pants and sit on the chair." She said, "With Petra in charge, we don't have much time."

With a nod, I did as she said, sitting down in the armless chair in front of the desk, while she discarded her summer dress in one smooth motion. She was naked underneath, and she was just as spectacular naked as Petra and the thought of her made my dick grow hard.

Biting her lip, she walked over to me and gave me a kiss as she swung her legs over me. "Sorry for being so forward, but I need to get laid."

"No need to apologize." I said and moaned as her cool hand closed around my dick, lining it up with her entrance. She wasn't lying about her need to get laid, because when she placed the head between the lips of her pussy, I could feel the wetness there and as she moved the head back and forth a few times along her slit, small drops of her juice ran down the head and onto shaft.

When she was satisfied with the wetness, Delina started to settle down on me, moaning as her pussy lips parted for my dick.

"So good." Hissed Delina, moaning and trembling softly as she worked my dick inside her, leaning forward and pressed her brown breasts against my face, as she wriggled with her hips to get more inside. It was an encouragement I really didn't need, and I began to kiss and lick them, sucking her stiff dark nipple into my mouth, as I caressed the soft skin of her back.

Delina wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me close as she wriggled her way down until her ass touched my legs, finally sitting on my lap with my dick inside her.

"Wow..." She breathed and smiled down at me. "I hope you're enjoying it as much as I do."

"No fear. I might not come, but it's insanely good." I replied with a smile of my own. The women still had trouble believing that I didn't need or want to come each and every time we were together. There were two of them, Petra and Delina, but only one of me and as Parker had boosted their sexual need, I was rarely in need of sex. On the other hand, I needed the life energy released by sex to keep me alive.

Thousands of years ago, I had used an advanced Vis power called 'Peaches of Immortality' to make me eternally young. Granted, it was an accident, and I only did it to avoid a slow and painful death, but the result was the same: I could keep myself young and alive by simply absorbing Vis, or life energy, from the surroundings or from good feelings, with good sex being the most efficient method.

However, after my long meditation I had discovered, that just absorbing Vis from the surroundings simply wasn't enough anymore, as the amount of free Vis had faded while I had been asleep. Consequently, I now needed the extra Vis that women release when they have an orgasm to keep me alive, but once every two or three weeks was more than enough and with beautiful women around me almost all the time, it wasn't really a problem yet.

Delina brought me back to the present by placing her hands on the back of the chair for leverage and then started to ride me, disbanding any thoughts of Vis or anything else for that matter.

I shivered with pleasure as she began bouncing up and down on my dick, her full breasts jiggling with every move as she slammed down onto me again and again, taking most of my length into her with each bounce.

To my surprise, she even reached down between her legs with one hand to play with her clitoris. A thing she hadn't done the other times we had shared pleasure, but the sight of it only heightened my lust and I moved my hands to her ass, squeezing hard.

In response, she used the muscles in her pussy to clench my cock, making me groan from the feeling. Gasping, Delina said. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"

Her body was hit with a powerful jolt of pleasure, and she jerked against me, shuddering and moaning, and I felt her juices run down my dick to coat my balls, dripping onto the floor.

Ignoring it, I hugged and kissed her, as she rode out her orgasm, just as a knock on the door disturbed us, followed by Petra's voice. "Delina! We're ready to ride. Are you coming?"

"Too late." I mumbled with a grin. "She has already ridden, and she did come."

Giggling happily, Delina kissed me and then raised her voice. "One moment, Petra. I'll be right there."

Looking at me with fondness in her eyes, she gave me another kiss. "Thanks, Ivan. That was wonderful."

"Don't thank me, you did all the work. I didn't even have time to take off the shirt." I replied and took it off, handing it to her. "Here. You might want to dry yourselves before going out."

"Thank you." She said as she got of me and started to dry herself with the shirt, while I watched, enjoying the sight of the wriggle of her breasts the motions made.

"You're beautiful."

Surprised he looked at me and then smiled. "Thank you. You're not too bad yourself."

"Geez, thanks." I grinned and was rewarded with a kiss, before she found her dress, took her panties from a pocket, and hurriedly dressed again. Then she sent me a wink and walked out of the door.

Smiling I shook my head. It seemed like Delina was enjoying her new life.

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The knowledge I had taken from Parker had revealed, that there was a large hidden cellar under the estate where Parker had done most of his planning, so when I was sure that all the women had gone, I walked into the office, locking the door behind me, before I opened the secret door behind the closet. Then I stepped into the elevator, punched the correct code and a few moments later I was in the cellar.

The light switched on automatically when the elevator door opened and for a moment, I stood in the opening, looking around. Instead of the rough cave I for some reason had expected, I was looking into a cosy living room. There was a sofa group made of dark wood and along the walls where the raw cliff could still be seen, there were bookcases, cabinets and even an entertainment centre. The whole room was lighted by lamps sitting on the walls or standing on the floor, bathing the room on a warm light.

It looked very inviting, and I almost wished I had meet Parker before he went insane and started to think he was a superior being. From what I've learned so far, once upon a time Parker had been a decent person and I might have been able to prevent him from going insane though I doubted that, as it demanded that people actually paid attention and hadn't been the type to listen to others.

Walking through the living room, I opened a door and walked into the office. Kept in almost the same style as the living room, this room featured a large desk, several storage cabinets and two huge bookcases, but the stand-out was a large board, where Parker had tracked his own private investments on one side and the advancement of his plans on the other side.

Having read Parker's mind in Malaga, I already knew the outline of his Grand Plan, which he had thought out ten years ago, after discovering that the children of two psychics might become psychics themselves. It was a five-stage plan, aimed at establishing a dynasty of psychics that would eventually rule the world.

Stage One was amassing wealth. According to Parker, that stage was mostly finished now, as he had both his network and enough money to set the rest of the plan into motion.

Stage Two was finding women with Psychic abilities to have children with.

Stage Three was training the Psychic children and mind controlling as many influential people as possible.

Stage Four was inserting the adult and loyal Psychics into the governments of the most powerful nations in the world, where they could take over the country.

Stage Five was to use the new country leaders as well as the mind controlled influential people to give Parker the total dominance of the world, with Curtis as his 'crown prince'.

What troubled me, was that many of the things he had done was, as far as I could see, unrelated to that plan. When I had read his mind and memories, I had concentrated on 'hard information' like codes, numbers, and names, which meant that I had missed a lot of information, whose importance first became obvious later.

The creation of the sex-slaves was one of things I didn't understand. First, I had assumed that Parker just wanted to get some sex, but with the amount of money I later discovered he had, he could have paid ten call-girls a day without even noticing it on his bank account.

My only other guess was that since the sex-dolls would come almost no matter what he did to them, they would have been more satisfying than a call girl would. It was, however, only a guess as I had no idea about his motivation for that one.

One piece of information I did get from Parker, was that he had written most things down in the files and notebooks in the office here, so he wouldn't forget anything.

I looked at the filled bookshelves and sighed. Even with the ability to read as fast as I could look at a page, going through twenty years' worth of notes would take a while.

One of the major problems in obtaining information like I had done when reading Parker's mind, was that it was like gaining access to a library: All the information was there, but you had to know what to look for, before you could find it. In a strange sort of way, that made the notebooks the keys I needed to unlock the information I already had. That Parker had been insane by the time I read his mind, didn't make understanding any of his ramblings any easier.

With a shrug, I picked the first book and starting to read it. Postponing it wouldn't help and I needed the information.

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Even with the speed I was reading, it took several hours just to get through the first bookcase and when I had finished that, I took a break.

One thing that haven't been clear, when I had read Parker's mind in Malaga, was the extend he had let himself be controlled by his gift of Precognition.

Defined as the ability to foretell the future, Precognition was a gift so rare that I only knew of one person that had had it and that was the Baylon king who had made the decision to move Baylon from its home dimension to this one, in an effort to save the island from destruction.

Parker had no control over the visions he had been getting, but perhaps due to Parkers own interests, many of them featured real estate, the stock market or crime and it was because of those visions, that Parker had been able to be as successful as he was. Unfortunately, the dependency of the visions had slowly eroded his ability to act at his own accord, as he started to act only on things he had seen in his visions.

I had no doubt it had been an attributing factor to him going insane. Nobody could live only for the future, while forgetting the present, without going insane at some point.

However, both his notebooks and memories revealed that before he had gone insane and hatched a plan to rule the world, he had been quite busy.

After Parker had discovered his Psychic powers, he had used them carefully, but ruthlessly to get what he wanted, which at the time was money. His job as an international real estate broker had taken him around the world where he met many wealthy people, among them the unbelievable wealthy sheiks and emirs of the oil producing Middle East. Using his powers and skills with care, Parker had spent four years amassing money to buy property and speculate on the stock market. Both were greatly helped by his gift of precognition, which had given him visions of the future in regard to business and it was by following these visions, Parker had made a small fortune.

Unfortunately, having stock and real estate didn't mean having cash and Parker wanted money right away and not at some point in the future. In 1975, he finally saw a chance to become both rich and affluent in one blow and during the civil war in Lebanon, he organized and conducted the robbing of the British Bank of the Middle East in Beirut.

Officially, he got away with almost 50 million British Pound, but that was just the banks official loss. The 200 million pounds in bearer bounds hidden in the vault's security boxes had been the real reason Parker had robbed the bank. Untraceable and easier to transport than stacks of cash, the bearer bonds were issued by various companies as well as governments and was payable to whomever held them with no questions asked.

The rest of the loot was a different matter. Unlike bearer bonds, large amounts of money needed documentation before they could be used legally. So, Parker had used his mind controlling powers on several international banking people and while transforming the illegally earned money into legitimate assets cost a percentage of the total amount, he had ended up with almost 45 million pounds, bringing the total value of the heist to just over 245 million pounds or almost 500 million dollars. An amount of money that nearly tripled his fortune, but Parker still wasn't quite satisfied.

He wanted a secure base and as some of the bearer bonds had been issued by a private trading company called Oldenburg Merchant Group, he visited Oldenburg and used the bonds, along with a good deal of money and mental power, to gain control of the company. Then he had reconstructed it by selling off most of the cargo shipping business and reorganizing the rest into a new company. Thus, Starlight Merchant Group was created.

In the following years, Starlight Merchant Groups expanded rapidly as Parker fuelled it with some of his wealth, guided with the visions from his precognition. A combination that proved to be highly successful as Parker had the patience to wait for the right moment to make a deal. His strategy was almost the same every time: He waited until someone was in financial trouble and then used a blend of mental powers and plain old skill to buy their property or stock at a much-reduced price. It wasn't even a new strategy. At least not to me. Marcus Crassus, the richest man in ancient Rome, had a fire brigade of his own and when there was a house on fire, he offered the owner to buy it cheaply and if the offer were accepted, the fire brigade would put out the fire, giving Crassus a new house.

For Parker, the whole world was his Rome, there was always a fire somewhere in the form of some kind of crisis and guided by his vision Parker had known what targets to pick. As a result, an incredible amount of real estate, hotels, resorts, and smaller companies were bought and made part of Starlight Merchant Group, which grew from a respectable corporation to a large conglomerate with a wide portfolio of interests and assets measuring in the hundreds of billions of dollars.

While that seemed like a lot to me, I quickly discovered that it was about the same size as many other international companies. What set it apart was that it was a private company, completely owned by a network of private holding and investment companies Parkers had created. This legal tactic had made any investigation into the Starlight's finances close to impossible, helped by the laws of Oldenburg Island, which, like Cayman Island, Bermuda, and other tax heavens around the world, had bank secrecy laws to rival those of Luxemburg and Switzerland.

The use of private holding and investment companies was the same tactics Parker had used to be able to remain anonym when he had invested a hundred million dollars in various companies on the stock market in the early 1970s.

One hundred million dollars was a drop of water in the ocean in the gigantic international marked, but guided by his vision, Parker had picked some of the most profitable stocks and now, twenty-five years later, those stocks were worth almost two hundred billion dollars, paying a yearly dividend of almost two billion dollars.

It was the sheer size of the numbers involved, that made me take a break. I already knew that Parker was rich and that by taking over his assets, I would become rich as well, but this was insane. Even if I didn't do anything for the rest of my life, I would earn billions of dollars a year and that was just the legal part of Parker's business. The income from the criminal network nearly doubled Parkers personal fortune!

I understood why Parker thought that the 'amassing wealth' part of his plan was done. With the money from the company AND from his illegal activities, he'd had all the money he needed for his plans. A fact that had prompted him to leave most of the business to the CEO's and focus on the next stage in the plan, which was finding women with psychic abilities to have children with.

From that point on, most of Parker's life had been devoted to the plan and it was the reason behind most of his action, including the mind control done on the women. It wasn't for the profit they would bring in the brothels or when he sold them as willing sex-slaves. That was just a side effect. In reality, Parker had used the women to train his mind-control skill, becoming as skilled a possible in preparation for Stage 3 of his Grand Plan, where he would take control over as many world leaders and influential people as possible. The reason that the women were still alive, was so he could observe if the mind-control faded over time or if it truly were permanent.

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Placing the last notebook back on the shelve, I shook my head. The last few books had been a lot less coherent than the first and I had a sneaking suspicion, that the second part of the notebooks would be increasingly incoherent as he descended into insanity. I would have to read them sooner or later, but it didn't have to be right now, and I needed some to digest the wealth of information I had already gotten.

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