Descendant of Baccus Pt. 05

"Let me explain. You wouldn't be doing this alone. I would be in the background looking into her thoughts. I'd feed them to you and tell you what you needed to say. I'd be with you every step of the way and when we got her past the first stage then I'd come in and work with her directly. You could help me break down the first few walls but you'd have to let me into your head."

"You mean I'd be like a puppet? You tell me what to say and I just repeat it?" This wasn't sounding quite so good to her.

"Not exactly. I will be feeding you her thoughts as well and you'll be free to react to them. What I'll feed you will be more like suggestions and you can decide how to use them. As we go along I'll be letting you know how you're doing and you can adjust along the way." I really didn't think this would work if I took total control. If this was going to work I needed her to be herself. If all she did was parrot what I told her Shane would probably see through the charade.

"Do you really think I can help her?" I didn't need to read her thoughts to know she really wanted to believe she could.

"I really do. Together, I really think we can help her get well." The more I talked this through the more I became truly convinced that this was the right tact.

She was sold. "When would we start?"

"She's coming in next Thursday. I'm going to start right away. By the way, you should know I get paid very well for my services. If you want to do this you will be getting paid as well and if we can do this together you might want to reconsider your college plans." I dropped the bait out there and wondered if she'd bite.

"You're not going are you?" She took it, hook, line and sinker.

"No Mac, I'm not. I have a job and a business now. Even if I went I can't imagine having something better to do with my life. At least for now, I'm going to focus on the business and see where it takes me. I'm sorry. I know we made plans together but I just can't walk away from this." The fact that so many people were depending on me to assume the reins and make this work had become secondary in my mind. I really did want to help as many people as I could and this was the best possible chance I could imagine to achieve that goal.

"Mac, I wasn't kidding about you changing your plans. I would love it if we could work together at this. If this team effort works with Shane it will work with others. If you really want to get into peoples heads and help them through their personal problems I can't think of a better way to do it than this. Besides, it would let us be together and that was really the plan all along, wasn't it?"

The wheels were turning as she worked to digest this. "I don't know Kenny. I've been so focused on getting into college. I don't know if I can just turn away from it just like that. Besides, my parents would die if I told them I decided not to go. You should have seen them when I got the letter from Harvard. I've never seen them so happy."

I knew exactly what she was going through. It was just a short time ago that I went though all the same thoughts and the same sense of withdrawal.

"Don't decide now. Help me with Shane first. If you want to stick with it I can help with your parents. If you decide you still want to go the Harvard, I'll stand by you. Whatever you decide, I'll still love you."

I hit the mark once again and once again she wrapped me in her arms "Ok, let's do it and see what happens." She kissed me deeply as if the conversation had reached its conclusion. It was time to drop a few bombs.

"Mac, there's more I need to tell you. I'm sorry but this is going to get a lot stranger. Please hear me out."

She was disappointed as she broke away and waited to see just how this could get any stranger.

I told her everything. I told her about my family history. I told her about my role in the family. I told her about Mom and me. I told her about Carrie and me. I told her about my slaves. I left nothing out. By the time I was done she was sitting in stunned silence. That's when I dropped the biggest bomb. It was something I had discovered in dad's files and it involved her parents.

"Mac, your parents were also clients of my father's. You were six and your father came to my father because he was having trouble with your mom. She was unhappy and your father didn't know why or what to do. That's when they became clients and that's when dad discovered they were having sexual problems. It seems your father was having some difficulties getting aroused since you were born. He didn't understand why this was happening and your mother, out of frustration had taken a lover."

This hit her like a ton of bricks and seeing this hurt me so intensely it shocked me. I really did love her and the depth of that love suddenly became so real it hurt.

"Mac, Dad helped them through it. He counseled them and helped them see just how in love they were. He taught them how to be sexual again and by the time he finished with them they were more deeply in love that ever before. Mac, the last thing you need to know is this. We became friends because of this. You see, as they were being counseled your mom left you at my house with my mom. That's when we met and started playing together. We've been friends ever since."

The change was so sudden and so intense it was as if something in her snapped. I was suddenly convinced I'd pushed her to far. How could I have promised not to look into her thoughts? How stupid had I been? How much damage had I done to her? All this was barreling through my head when she suddenly growled at me, "Who was she fucking?"

It was pure venom. I didn't need to search her thoughts for this one. She wanted to know who the bastard was and then she wanted to kill the prick.

I had to fight to get her back in my arms and it took all I had to hold her there. I needed to sooth her somehow and I couldn't tell her the one thing she now wanted to know. I could not betray the trust my father had earned any more than I could break my promise not to invade her mind. All I could do was hold her close and hope she would be calmed by my touch.

"I love you Mac. That's all you need to know now. All I've told you and all I've become hasn't changed that. I love you more than I have loved anyone. I will always love you with all of my heart. You are a part of me." I kept repeating this and praying it would sink in and sooth her soul. I begged the gods to help. I couldn't loose her now. Not after I had opened myself up so completely. I needed her to come back to me and just when I thought all hope was lost she seemed to settle just a bit.

That's when the next explosion hit and the violence of it was astounding. She broke away and began wailing on me. The blows were coming with such speed a ferocity all I could do was cover up and let her spend this dark energy. I'd created this monster and I was going to have to endure its wrath.

By the time she was spent I was bruised and bleeding from my upper lip and nose. That's when the next change overtook her. Her vision cleared and she realized what she had done.

"Dear god, what have I done. Shit, look at you. You're bleeding. Ah shit." She collapsed into my arms and started balling and I just kept telling her how much I loved her and how sorry I was for hurting her and on and on and on until she finally calmed again.

The roller coaster ride had finally come to and end and with a few more sniffles she started to come back to me. She kissed my busted lip and dabbed at me bloody nose with her fingers. She was coming back to me. Mac was coming back and I finally began breathing again.

"Please tell me there are no more secrets you have to share with me." She was desperate to know the worst of it was over.

"That's all there is. I'm really sorry but I couldn't live with myself if I kept these secrets from you. Not from you. I love you too much. Please don't hate me." I heard my own desperation in that last request and with it I realized I needed her more than everything else I had or might have in the future. If I couldn't have Mac then none of this was going to be nearly as sweet as it could be. With her, it would all be ok.

"I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I just don't know how I'm going to deal with you and everything you are becoming. You're not the same person any more. And still, I love you. Why does everything have to be so damn complicated? All I wanted to do was come here and make love to you. Now I don't know what I want." She was in control again but I sensed it was a fragile grip she was maintaining.

"Mac, I know what I want. I never doubted it before and I never will. I want you. I love you. I need you with me. If you can find a way to accept who I've become I will be yours forever. Just try to trust in my love for you and I promise you will never hurt like this again. I swear this with all my heart. You just need to trust me because the person you have always known is still here and you know that person would never break a promise to you. I believe in our love. Believe in it with me." I was sounding pathetic but I couldn't hold back. If I couldn't convince her now I would never get another chance.

She looked deep into my eyes before she decided how to respond.

"I do trust you. I don't know why but I do. One thing though, don't ever keep secrets from me. I don't care how ugly you think things might be or how hurt I might feel. If I ever find out you kept me in the dark you will loose me. I think I might be able to deal with all this but you had better keep me in the loop with everything. If you can't make this promise to me than we better break away now. I mean it". Her confidence was returning and I was rejoicing in it as I promised.

"I swear to you, you will know everything that happens in my life. I won't hold back the slightest detail. But Mac, you need to understand that who I have become is who I will be. There's no turning back now that I've opened these doors. I need to follow this course. Ride with me. Share the adventure. Be my lover for the rest of my life. But, please don't expect me to go back to the way I was. That's the one thing I can't promise you." It was time to get her to commit. It was time to test her resolve. It was time to risk my deepest love.

"Take the good with the bad and everything in between I guess. All right. I'll go along for the ride. Just be patient with me. You're going to take some time to get used to. Now, let's stop wasting time and make love to me before I change my mind."

I won. I had her and for the first time since entering this new and strange world I finally felt a real sense of joy. With Mac at my side it would all be good. I shut up and kissed her.

She tasted a bit salty from all the tears she had shed but she was delicious all the same and before long our hands were exploring each other's bodies. I was back to being a kid, clumsily fondling her breasts, but now I knew so much more. I needed to taste them and as I eased her out of her top I did just that. Her nipples were already hard and as I licked and sucked each of them they swelled to become fat little buttons. Unlike the others, Mac's nipples didn't stand out very far. Instead, they grew fat and wide and from her reaction they were clearly very sensitive. She wasn't as large as the others either, I'd guess a B cup, but they were perfectly shaped and firm.

As I sucked each of them wantonly I slid my hand down and undid her pants. She was wearing cute little pink panties and as I slid my hand down over the silky material I discovered they were wet. I don't mean they were damp or moist. I mean they were soaked. She was dripping in anticipation.

I fondled her a bit more and then brought my hand back up so I could smell and taste her.

"Do I taste good?" Her voice had grown husky and very sexy.

"You taste fantastic. In fact, I need more." I slid down her body and in one smooth move I relieved her of both her pants and her panties and then dove in, tongue first. She shivered and squealed with the first touch and before too much longer she was bucking against my tongue. She was very close but I decided her first orgasm should be with me inside her. It was a challenge to pull away. She had taken hold of my head and was trying to force me to make her cum.

"God Kenny, don't stop. I've waited so long for this. Please make me cum." She was riding my tongue like a wild woman.

"Not yet Mac. I want to be inside you. I want the first orgasm I give you to be with my cock deep inside your beautiful pussy.

I broke her grip on my head and as she groaned in frustration I slid up her body and let my cock find its own way inside the treasure box. She felt every bit as good as I had imagined. I'm sure there are times when the fantasy is better than the reality. This was not one of those times. Her pussy felt like it had been tailored made for me. In fact it felt so right I knew it was just a matter of a few strokes and I was going to loose it. I needed to hold out. What I was really hoping for was for us to cum together and since I had promised not to toy with her head I toyed with mine as I began to take long and slow, deep stokes.

She was building to orgasm once again and the squishing sound we were making as I slid in and out of her let me know just how wet she had become. I leaned forward and kissed her and then whispered, "cum with me".

She reached down and grabbed my ass so she could pull me into her and whispered back, "do it now, I'm ready".

That was all I needed to hear. I let myself go and as the first jet of cum leapt forward she fell over the edge.

"Oh god Kenny, I can feel you cumming inside me. Just a little more. Yeah, that's it. Oh fuck, yes. Fill me with your cum. There it is. There….. It…….. Is……"

Her pussy was spasming around my cock, milking it for all it could offer as her nails dug into my ass to hold me tight inside her. I flooded her. I just couldn't stop. I was pumping wave after wave of cream deep inside her and she was begging for more. It seemed like a lifetime before we started to come back down and before she finally released her grip on my ass.

She finally collapsed beneath me and I just lay on top of her whispering my undying love for her. It was then that I decided she would have to become my official wife. I know Mom said marrying outside the family sometimes created difficulties but this just had to be. We would work through the difficulties and we would share a lifetime of love and adventure.

"Mac, don't answer now but I want you to be my wife. I want to share everything with you. I want us to be a team. Take some time to get used to who I've become and please tell me you will be mine. Nothing in my life will be as good as it could be unless I have you to share it with." I know. How many times has this happened? A guy finally gets his dick wet and he's suddenly professing his undying love for the wench he's buried in. This was different. I'd loved her for so long that this was just a punctuation mark. I wanted her to accept me on my terms and if she could do that we would create a paradise.

She kissed me deeply and as we broke away she looked deeply into my eyes and began to cry.

"Oh Kenny, I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed about you asking me. It's just that I never dreamed it would be like this. I never dreamed that I would be sharing you. I'm not sure how I can live without you and I'm not sure how I can live with you. I don't want to be just one more in your harem. I love you too much for that."

"Mac, you won't be sharing me. We will be sharing together. You will always be the most important person in my life. It's a life I want to build together with you. Share this adventure with me and I promise you, I will never make you feel like just another member of my harem. Be my partner and let's travel this road together." I was absolutely convinced that this was the right thing to do and I was equally convinced that I could make her feel just as loved as Dad and made Mom feel. This could work.

Once again she stared into my eyes as if she was looking for some inner truth and oddly enough she seemed to find what she was looking for. Her smile warmed my soul and her words filled me with joy.

:"Kenny, I'll marry you. I'll share my life with you. I will be by your side through it all. Just promise me, you'll never shut me out or push me aside. Promise me that and I'm yours forever." The tears were gone and the conviction in her voice left no doubt that she was serious.

"You have my word. We will live this life together and if you ever feel like you're being left out just tell me. I will do whatever it takes to make this right for us. It will be strange at times. It will be confusing at time. It will be intense and very erotic at times. And, we will share it all. I love you."

"There's just one more thing Kenny. If you really want to look into my mind it's ok. I'm not going to keep any secrets from you so looking inside me is ok. Just promise me you won't go in there and make me do things. At least, don't make me do anything without telling me first. If you did that I'd just feel like one of your slaves and I don't think I could stand that." I didn't need to look inside to see that she was deadly serious.

"I promise. I won't steal your free will. I want you to share this life freely. I need you to share freely. You will never need to worry about that. Even my slaves share freely. I do nothing to them that they don't desire of me. With all my heart, I promise I will never manipulate you." Her free spirit was what I loved most about her. To smother that spirit would be to destroy that most precious element of who she was. I had no doubt I could and would keep this promise.

We didn't need any more words after that. I was still hard and she was still wet. Our lovemaking lasted the rest of the night and into the next morning. Neither of us slept a wink and I for one, felt great. We ended in the shower with one more session before I had to go off to work and Mac headed home. I was going to go over her house that night to share the news with her parents.

I stopped in at the guesthouse briefly before heading to the office to be sure the girls were Ok and seeing all was well I headed off to my next adventure, whatever that would be. I was deliriously happy.


Descendant of Bacchus

By

Zazupitz

Chapter 13: Marriage & Murder

I arrived at the office feeling energized and ready to face anything. At least I thought I was ready. Rachel was her usual chipper self and even at this early hour there was a stack of messages waiting. Again, the first one was marked urgent. It was from Philippe and had no return number.

"Do you know what this is all about?" I guessed he had made his flight arrangements and would be coming in next week.

"Yes Sir, he left a voice message saying he would be arriving at the airport at 10:30 this morning and hoped you would have time to meet with him today."

I guess this was more urgent than I had surmised.

"What does my schedule look like today?" I was pretty sure I was free and I was getting excited about dealing with my first client.

"You have a few calls scheduled for this morning but beyond that your calendar is open. Would you like me to arrange a car to meet him at the airport?"

I thought quickly and decided to turn this into a test.

"No car. Have the company limo take you to the airport. I would like you to meet him. Also, make a reservation at the Hyatt. Make it a suite with an open departure date. He will probably be a bit worn down from the long flight. I want you to be sure he is comfortable. Do whatever it takes to get him settled in. You can bring him to the office at 2."

I quick read told me she knew exactly what I meant by being sure he was comfortable and with out hesitation she responded with a simple "Yes Sir".