Inkwell Ch. 06

"Anyone else going to be there...?"



"Like Ducici and Lyrusi perhaps? O'yes."



"I'll be ready." Be at your place in an hour and 15." She said and hung up.

"How did you know?" He asked Nikita.

"My gift, favorable outcomes. It never hurts to ask." She said. "I figured you were going to ask me if she knew. You did send me to find out."



"Yeah well having imp marks on you did put things a little off kilter. While I'm out, see about finding someplace that I can afford that will hold all of us. This place is tiny for three people and there are ten of you, nine after Ducici bonds Tony and he moves in here. Not liking the idea of just moving across the complex. Or being offered a condo to be a personal artist." He said.

"She wants to move in with us. I will be more than happy to welcome her." She said.

"I don't know about that. I can only tell one person, that doesn't need to know. Everyone else has had a reason to be told. Even Janet." He said walking back into the bedroom.

Ishara was on all fours, Grainger balls deep in her mouth and Mace tongue fucking her doggie style. Galenee had her face in Maces snatch as Lyrusi and Ducici shared her inviting fruits. Eirene and Thalia had fingers in each other as they watched the scene. Joxifa and Yerni literally looked light deer in the headlights on the other side of the bed. Not sure where or if to join the oral pleasure chain.

"Welcome back demon boy. Maybe you could stick around longer this time?" He asked jovially. "Thou all of you need to get off or move the party to the living room. I need to get dressed and ready for a party. Hey cop bitch, you still going as one of my dates?"

"I well swoom ash I gedd him uffff." She said with a mouth full of demon cock.

It was enough of a push because he came in her mouth, which sparked her to cum on Mace's tongue. Mace moaned and gushed all over Galenee's face triggering her to squirt juices all over Lyrusi and Ducici. Who giggled and started licking it off of each other. A pair of moans joined as Eirene and Thalia joined the orgasm band wagon. He shook his head. When did this somehow make it to normal in this thinking? He lived in a porno.

"Do I have time to fresh and find other clothes?" Ishara asked.

"Fresh yes other clothes... Where is your place?" He asked digging out something to wear.

"Terrace Park." She replied.

"Not likely." He said.

"I can help you with attire." Grainger said as he gathered up a few of Estephan's' dress shirts to hit the floor.

"So you guys really can do the Cinderella thing?" Joxifa asked.

"What?" Estephan asked looking over at the demon as it wrapped three of his shirts around Ishara's body.

"Bipitty bopitty...boo." Grainger said causing a burst of laughter to roll around the room.

"Well at least we are all still in a good mood." Estephan said finally deciding on a shirt.

"Some of us still want to get a good fuck on." Yerni said under her breath.

"I will second that." Shesin hissed as well.

The room burst in to laugher as Estephan shook his head. The doorbell rang before the laughter had subsided. He went to the door expecting Cindy to be standing there. To his surprise Sara stood there in an erotic little outfit and 5 inch heels.

"Hi, Happy Birthday." She said. "Cindy will be here in five minutes."

"Thank you. Are you wearing that for the party? That isn't until tomorrow." He said.

"But I got a text to be here this morning, in a sexy outfit I wouldn't mind losing." She said holding up her cellphone.

"Come in." He said stepping to the side.

"Where are all the other girls?" She asked.

"Party planning in the bedroom." He said closing the door.

"Ok." She said then walked to the bedroom.

He leaned against the wall. Something was nagging him. His mother was making it very difficult to focus on the threat of the higher realm. Why now? If they have had all this time to plan, what has kept them from acting before now? The first knock went unnoticed. The second snapped him back into the here and now. He opened the door to Cindy.

"Hi, is this what you had in mind?" She asked spinning in a circle on her tiptoes.

She wore a little school girl skirt with a tight tank-top. Her outfit had cuffs and chains like she was a walking bondage kit. Her spider pattern stockings stopping a few inched below the hem of her skirt. Her scars stood out making her look even more 'fuckable bad girl'.

"I like it. Definitely has me thinking you are here for action." He said.

"Good! You can have the panties after the get together. Where is everyone else?" She asked.

The parade of women out of the bedroom answered her question for him. Looking at Ishara you'd have never guessed the woman was a detective? She looked like the slut of Frankenstein without the two foot tall skunk hairdo. It was amazing that the only thing she was wearing three shirts.

"Wow you look awesome." Cindy said to Ishara.

"Let's get this over with quick. This outfit is teasing the hell out of my twat." Ishara said.

"You said you needed something to keep you in character." Grainger purred at her.

"And this is what you came up with?" Ishara asked.

"He's a demon, not a fashion designer." Lyrusi said getting a few laughs for a couple of the others.

A knock at the door slammed the breaks the adding of cheeky comments. Estephan stepped back to the door. Kevin stood there dancing from foot to foot. He smiled and jerked his thumb towards the SUV. Estephan looked past Kevin to see hood of Kevin's car slammed three feet under the ass end of the SUV.

"What the fuck Kevin!?" He said storming out to the wreckage. "You look ok, but what happened?"

"I don't know. My parking space is next to yours. I backed out of my space my face bounced of the steering wheel and I was under your SUV. My car is still in reverse." He said. "How am I going to get to work? It felt like another car slammed into me."

"I ... Kevin calm down." He said as he noticed a large set of hand prints bent into the back of Kevin's' car. "I'll get you a ride to work. We'll straighten this out later."

"You aren't calling the cops?" He asked.

"Detective Hillard do we need to call the police?" He asked.

"Not if you both are ok with working it out yourselves." She said.

"Holy crap dude. How many girls you hanging out with these days?" Kevin asked.

"I'm making up for lost time. Cindy can I borrow your car?" Estephan asked.

"Yeah, but it only seats two." She said handing over the keys.

"Nikita sweetheart, please drive Kevin to work." He said handing her the keys and kissing her cheek.

"Yes sir." She said.

"Ishara what you driving? Sara?" He asked as Nikita hooked Kevin's arm and pulled him over to the passenger side of Cindy's car.

"Can't use mine its state issue. I'm sorry." She said pointing at her not so unmarked cop car.

"I rode my bike." She said meekly pointing at a crotch rocket sitting next to Ishara's car.

"You drove that, wearing those?" Ishara asked pointing from the bike to her heels. "In that outfit?"

"I think I am going to cum in my pants." Estephan said.

"I'm with you Lord." Grainger said looking from Sara to the bike and back.

"The SUV is fine. We just need to get the other car out from under it." Galenee said stepping beside Estephan.

"Grainger would you do me a favor?" He asked.

"You want me to fix the car?" Grainger asked.

"Yes, look at the back." He said to the demon. "It was damaged by a higher realm being, it wouldn't be breaking any rules if it were repaired the same way. Anyone got the keys to the SUV?"

"Here they are." Lyrusi said as she jingled them at him.

"Alright everyone back up." He said opening the drivers' door.

He climbed into the SUV with a grunt. Shaking his head he put the key in the ignition and started the engine. He shifted the thing into four wheel drive and gently shifted into drive. He was on the verge of laughing as he pulled the SUV over the curb and into the grass. The sounds of metal twisting and tearing under the truck echoed across the parking lot. Three of his other neighbors gawking at him. He just smiled and waved.

He pulled into a different parking space and looked over at Kevin's smashed up little car. Complete with a fresh set of tracks running down the hood. Galenee walked to the back of the SUV looking at something. The rest of the girls and Grainger pushed the car out of the drive lane into his parking space.

"How does it look?" He asked Galenee as he got out.

"Nothing that can't be fixed. You have twenty minutes or is it going to wait like the car?" She said.

"It'll have to wait. Cindy, Sara, Ishara you all ready? The faster we get this done the better off we will all be." He said. The women all scooted to the SUV and got in.

"If we aren't back in three hours, come looking for us. If they are pulling shit like this..." Gesturing at the car. "We would do well to stay on our toes." He said.

"We will be watching you. Don't think you are getting out of our sight completely Lord." Lyrusi said with Shesin nodding beside her. "We will stay out of sight but close."

"They are the only two that can go invisible other than Nikita." Mace said. "The rest of us will see if we can't put a name to the hand prints."

"Sounds good. Be safe you two..." He said and drove off.

"So just having them around is more than you were counting on?" Ishara asked.

"Yes and no. Not a topic for the moment." He replied looking at Sara and Cindy.

Ishara got the hint, but looked at the two younger women. She wondered if the invisible comment would clue them to the bigger picture. He realized that he had said higher realm in front of the two of them twice. Neither woman showed any out sign that they had understood.

They got to the restaurant and his mother was already bouncing and waving from the outside dining court. He winced in embarrassment seeing her. She wore a party dress a woman half her age would feel self-conscious wearing. Like she was trying to compete with his female friends.

They got out of the SUV. Cindy and Sara hooked his arms leaving Ishara to chase after them. The hostess ushered him out to the deck where his party was gathering. His mother smiled at him running for him with her arms wide to hug him. Her eyes studied the women at his sides critically.

"For the first time ever you make it to your party on time." She said wrapping her arms around him.

"Yeah, we got the sex out of the way early this year. But I plan on a lot more later." He said.

"You don't have to be rude. Your friends don't need to be put on display like that." She said.

"Don't know what the problem is. I would ride him on this table if he wanted it." Sara said.

"I get dibs on the tongue." Ishara said huskily.

His mother's eyes went wide. "You think we would dress this way if he wasn't a sex god?" Cindy asked.

"Anything anywhere for Master Estephan." Ishara said.

"Your little girls look afraid of us Ms. Prizton." Sara said.

"Um... Yeah. Estephan, this is Staci and Heidi. They work in the office with me. They wanted to meet you. I have told them so much about you." This mother blurted.

"They look fragile." Cindy said.

"Alright you three. No teasing mothers friends. Are Rita and her next ex-husband coming?" Estephan asked not sparing the sarcasm.

"You say that like you know something." She said inquisitively.

"Yeah, I know Rita. She won't be happy till she finds something she can't have." He said.

"Welcome, are you ready to have the food to be brought?" A waiter asked eyeing Sara the whole time.

"I think we can get started." Estephan said.

"Yes start bringing the food out." His mother said.

"Shall we sit down sir?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, what else did you plan this year mom? Not strippers again I hope." Estephan asked looking at Heidi and Staci.

"Why would I be doing that? You have friends with you this year." She said.

"Probably for the best, Cindy can make a stripper cry." He said.

Ishara gave him a look but held her tongue. Over the next hour Estephan was put on display by his mother. She even went so far as to invite others coming into the restaurant into the party. After five years of this kind of birthday party none of her usual jibes got a rise out of him. Ishara started to see how he had become so controlled with his emotions. He had put a hand on Cindy a couple of times to keep her from saying something. Sara was the little princess that fluttered around the party.

Sara would come back at let him in on what others at the party were thinking. He was not surprised that even most of the family friends were just as done with his mothers' antics as he was. His uncle finally arrived with a date. He was bragging about how loud they had gotten in some hotel room the night they met. His mother joked that he was trying to outdo her and his father. When Rita showed up alone his mother shot him a dirty look.

"Rita how are you?" Estephan asked.

"Happy Birthday and good job on the parlor. I have heard you are doing really good and not even open a week yet." She said. "Who are your friends?"

"Cindy, Sara, and Ishara. This is Rita Grotease? Or is it something else these days?" He asked. "She was one of dad's best flash artists."

"Not his best, just the only one." Rita said.

"With you around he didn't need anyone else." He said.

"You might be right about that..." She replied eyeing his mother enviously.

"You miss it?" Ishara asked.

Rita snapped to look at her. "What?"

"Doing art that people want so much they put it on their skin?" Ishara asked.

"Master is so busy, a good artist would help and we could be good friends." Cindy said.

"Master?" She asked looking at Estephan.

"We are in character for the party." Sara said nodding towards his mother.

"So what do the three of you really do?" Rita asked.

Estephan nodded to them then turned to head off his uncle. He was starting to get his girlfriend to lap dance for Staci and Heidi. Both of the ladies had a look of abject fear across their faces. He crossed to their table.

"Ladies thank you for coming to the party. If you want to run away screaming I won't hold it against you. If it wasn't my family and party I'd ask to hide in your trunk." He said.

Heidi smiled at that, Staci was out of her chair and dodging Gazell the lap dancer. She didn't stop till she got to her car. Heidi looked at the woman dancing with a sneer. She stood and walked over to the table Rita and his girlfriends were sitting at. His uncle wrapped an arm over his shoulder.

"You seem to be scoring the high dollar pussy these days. Heard a rumor you have ten lined up to get some from this weekend. Can I join the party if a toss Gazell into the buffet?" He asked.

"Unk, see that woman over there?" He asked.

"Yeah, the one just begging to be unwrapped?"

"Yes. That's the one. If she thought for one minute I was doing something illegal, she'd fucking shot me. Then arrest me. So no, you can't join the party." He said and walked away. "Gazell if you are in the neighborhood, stop in."

"You'd let her... and not me?" His uncle complained.

"Yes," He replied as he stepped next to his mother. "If you are going to do some gift thing... I don't have all day to spend on this party deck."

"I was planning something but you already scared one of them off." She said.

"Not the best plan then." Ha said.

"You are getting so impossible to get anything for." She said.

"Then stop trying. Just a nice little gift would impress me. Not girls with coupons written on them." He said.

"How did you find out!! Which one talked?" She asked.

"You did the same thing three years ago. You're losing your touch. So maybe just buying dinner and a nice gift would be better next year. Trying to give me some of your students for the week isn't working." He said matter of factly.

"But I have been training them for you." She said. "You need a real girl. Not some sex starved ancient would be goddess that can't give you children. Your almost thirty, when are you going to get married and have grandchildren?"

"When I meet the right girl. Not some trained pet from your training school. I understand what set you on this path and sympathize. You're not going to train me to be the perfect father and husband by giving me some preprogramed bimbo that will do whatever I want her too. Secondly you need to stay out of things that are not business. You and Dad had your time... it's my time now. Understand?"

His mother stood there is silence. The shock of his harsh words shattering her resolve. He looked at her and she didn't recognize the man that looked back at her. He had tried to show her he was not his father, but she had not seen it. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Mother I love you. Thank you for a wonderful party. Please stop in the shop on Monday and we will sit down over lunch and talk. I real talk, about those things we can't talk about here. Sound fare?" He asked as he opened his arms to hug her.

"That sounds fare, Steven." She said.

"Estephan mom, please call me Estephan. It is the name you gave me. And I like it." He said.

"You're right, Estephan. One o'clock sound good."


"It sounds very good." He replied.

He made his goodbyes to the few remaining guests. When they made it back to the SUV Ishara gave him a thin look. Cindy and Sara were silent as well.

"That was a bit harsh." Ishara said.

"It was a long time coming. Did you hear what everyone else at the party had to say?" He asked.

"Your mother is a madam?" Sara asked.

"No. She is a Dominatress. She has a school and teaches. Everything from slave training to pole dancing for board housewives." He said. "The real reason I didn't use my name on the tattoo parlor."

"Wait that was Lady Prizmia?" Ishara asked.

"A.K.A Mom, yup." He said.

"Is that why she's trying to give you girls all the time?" Cindy asked.

"Fun though it may be. Sex is not the reason behind what I am doing with my life." He said.

"But..." Ishara started then looked over her shoulder and the women in the back and fell silent.

The rest of the ride back to the apartment was an interrogation. Sara and Cindy rattled question after question. He answered truthfully to most and sarcastically to others. Ishara just sat there watching him. He was even less what she had pictured him to be. He carried himself like some noble of ages past with a keen understanding of people. He wasn't quick to judge, not easily taunted and very controlled in situations that would stress stronger men.

He was the guardian of the mortal world and she was thankful for it. She looked over at him with a smile and thoughts she couldn't bring herself to admit. When the SUV stopped they were sitting in front of his apartment. The other two had yet to end their questions. Nikita opened the door and gave them a wave.

Estephan got out as did the others. She sat there for a few long moments.

"You alright Ishara?" Grainger asked from the back seat.

"Yeah. He is more amazing with every new thing I learn about him." She answered.

"I was right then?" He asked.

"Yes you were right. Does that bother you?" She asked turning to look him in the eyes.

"No it doesn't. But will you pursue it knowing he will not?" He asked.

"We have each other, thanks to him. If he asks, I won't decline. For now I will enjoy what comes to me." She said opening the door and getting out.

"Then you have learned what it is that you find most alluring in the Lord, acceptance." He said.

"I have a show to put on. You going to sit out here or are you going to come inside and get a good seat?" She asked.

"I will always watch over you but for this... front row to close for you?" He asked.

"Nope just don't block the view for anyone else." She said with a smile and walked into the apartment greeted with hugs and a kiss or two.