Nowhere But Up Ch. 02

"Everyone is free to go if they wish. I can't maintain the contract if you leave, but I won't tear it up or try to punish you. If you want to go, we'll make it as gentle as possible." He looked back to Jeremiah and the other two men. "And here's where things are different for you gentlemen. Would you mind waiting in...is there another room? I really feel like these are separate conversations."

"The front lounge," suggested Madelyne, looking to them. They nodded and left. She turned to Evan. "Down to the foyer and around to the left. Well out of earshot."

"Thanks," he said, pausing only until the men were around the corner. He turned his full attention on the diverse but universally beautiful and alluring women before him. Again, he felt that tiny sense of doubt from one, perhaps two, but for the rest the outcome was already certain. That made things no less exciting for him.

He remembered Madelyne's advice. The pleasure at his groin stirred to new heights as he came to his next words: "You are all welcome to stay and belong to me," he said, knowing that his listeners heard irresistible power and seduction in his voice. "Submit, and I will claim you, I will fuck you, and your contract goes on. You will keep your power, your beauty, all the rewards of the contract, only as my mistresses, my sluts, and if it comes naturally for us, my lovers. Embrace whatever happens. Give me your all. No inhibitions." He already saw scattered signs of arousal and need: chests rising and falling heavier here and there, a few faint grins, a couple pairs of eyes sparkling like Nicole's.

"I know you have lives outside this house. That's fine. I want you to have that, but the deal doesn't end at the property line. I want to enjoy you for who you are. I want your intelligence and your personality and your active participation in all this. I'm not interested in training anyone. No discipline stuff. I'm not into pain. But you're mine. Sexually, emotionally, all of it. I want your submission. I want you to enjoy it all to the fullest.

"I think you already know your decisions," he said. "I'll want them one at a time. I don't want to rush this. Think it over if you need." He glanced around again. He saw one unsure face: the dark-haired, thin, youthful beauty he'd pegged as a college student. "Is anyone reluctant, or wants to speak with me about it privately?" asked Evan. She tentatively raised her hand. Evan reached out his, then looked to Madelyne as the younger woman came to take his outstretched hand. "Is there another room?"

"This house is full of rooms," she smirked. "Down the hall, the way the men went, there's a guest bedroom on your left."

"Thanks." He glanced back at the others. "Nicole may have a few things to say here for those who want to stay." He grinned a little. "Oh, and for the record, my women are free to enjoy each other as much as they want. No restrictions. But you'll owe Nicole as much loyalty and submission as you owe me."

His hand still in the younger woman's, Evan looked over to Nicole's shocked, excited face. "Oh baby," she breathed gratefully. "I can't...you don't know what you just did."

"Yes, I do." He leaned in and kissed her. "I'm gonna go talk to this girl, and then probably deal with the guys. To be honest, I'm happy to drag this out all day and into the night, but find out if anyone needs to get out of here soon."

"So you can initiate them first?" Nicole grinned. "Stake your claim in them before they leave?"

"If that's how it's gotta be," he grinned back. "Also, tell 'em what you want out of them. Tell 'em what I said about what I want, too."

"Oh, so all that wasn't especially for me?" she teased.

"No," he said with a masterfully straight face. She gave him a pouty look, but he only grinned wider. "I guess this is your chance to decide how devoted you are to my pleasure over yours," he said, kissing her lightly again on the lips to silence her retort before he turned away.

He walked with the younger woman beside him, abandoning his earlier sexually-charged intensity for simple friendliness. "What's your name?"

"Harper," she answered. The sex appeal in her innocent, perky looks was incredible, but so was everyone else's sex appeal here. She wore a knee-length grey skirt and a light, white sweater that buttoned down the front.

"Tell me about yourself."

"I'm a second-year at UCLA. Local, too. I'm from Santa Monica. This is all really new to me. Like only a couple months."

"Gotcha," he said. The guest bedroom was much as he expected: a bookshelf, a dresser, a tall mirror along the walls, but the room was mainly arranged around a king-sized bed. None of that "queen-sized" nonsense here, Evan supposed. He sat Harper down on the foot of the bed and took up a seat in the plush chair immediately in front of her, tugging it a little closer. "Got a major yet?"

"Astronomy," she nodded. "I took a day off classes for all this. Normally I'm full-time, but that's still not every day, y'know?"

"Sure. Are you working, too?"

She bit her lip with adorable guilt. "Um. I was. Part-time bookstore stuff. Then I met Ted, and then I was...working for him, I guess. Once I signed the contract, he started paying for everything. Loans, housing, clothes, money for everything. He didn't have me doing his escort stuff, though. Not yet anyway. Except for Laura—the succubus who first met me—he had me all to himself, like your...er," she mumbled.

"Like my wife?" Evan asked, then smirked. "Turns out no, it probably just seemed like that. It's okay to talk about it. How'd you get roped in? The short version, if you don't want to talk about it."

Harper shrugged. "There was a party. An older friend brought me. She's the succubus I mentioned, but she's not here right now. I guess she was scouting me. First the party, then introducing me to Ted on a night out, then things got serious. I mean it was all scandalous and slutty but I felt like it was awesome, too, and then when they told me the truth and offered the contract, I didn't want to say no."

"I'm not judging or blaming," said Evan. "I'm here too, now. Just on the other end of it. But do you have regrets? Do you wish you hadn't signed?"

Her expression made her conflicting feelings plain, but she explained anyway. "I don't know. I mean in part I didn't know he was such a bastard and now I feel bad about that, but...I was really overweight and shy when Laura started in on me. Even after all this, I still feel shy. The arousal and the bond helped me get over that, so staying here in this house was just amazing, but I'm still adjusting. But I could never get the weight off before this. I'm scared of what will happen if I leave. Of a lot of things."

Evan shook his head. "Harper, I don't know what happens with your weight if we end the contract, but you can't let a thing like that be who you are. You're more than that. You always were. I don't even need to have known you before to know that. Nobody gets into UCLA for astronomy without some solid talent. Hell, I went to community college and then state," he added with a wink.

It made her giggle bashfully, which only increased her appeal. She was so deliciously vulnerable, but Evan didn't want to take advantage of her if she really wanted to leave. He wasn't exactly hurting for other opportunities. Even so, once again, he felt that incredibly good sense of power between his legs. He wondered how hard Harper's contract worked on her right now, too. "I know," she said, tugging on a lock of her hair. "I've just...always wanted to be pretty. I could never make it happen. And I've loved it since it happened. But you're right, I don't know if I'm letting that cloud my judgment."

"Listen, I can tell you not to worry about the money stuff if you leave," he said. "We'll take care of that. I don't know how much money there is yet, but there's obviously enough to get you through. If I can put someone through college with all this, then that seems like a worthwhile expense."

Her eyes lit up. "You mean it?"

"Wouldn't lie to you. I'm not a tease. Free ride, or as close as I can make happen."

She gasped. "I can't believe...I mean, after those two guys when you first walked in, I thought...I thought you were...seriously?"

"Hey, those two were obviously pretty bad men," Evan said. "But yes. Seriously. I can't do much about what happens when the contract fades, but I can do that."

"I don't know what to say. That actually makes my decision harder, now that I think about it."

"You don't have to decide today. I'm trying to move this along for everyone's peace of mind, but really if you need time? It's fine. You might want to not be here in the meantime, though. Might play with your feelings."

She bit her lip. "It's gonna be wall to wall sex here, isn't it?"

Evan nodded. "No reason to sugarcoat it."

"That sounds pretty sugarcoated the way it is," she joked. She stared at him for a moment. "What if I decide to stay?"

"Same deal," he said, feeling another surge of power in his loins, "but with everything I said out there. You'll belong to me. No limits."

"Like I belonged to Ted? Only you're a better guy."

"I'm a little reluctant to talk about it too much," Evan warned. "Again. Might cloud your judgment."

"It's okay." Her eyes stayed on him as desire clearly teased her inside, no matter how innocent she looked. "I have to consider both sides, don't I?" Hesitantly, she asked, "What about Laura?"

"She gets the same choice, whenever I meet her. Sooner or later."

"Huh. I don't see anyone else passing up. And you're willing to do so much for me, even if I go, but if I stay...how's a girl supposed to say no to that?"

"You might not want to live by someone else's rules. You might not want to be someone's whore," said Evan. "That's what we're talking about," he said, as much a promise as a warning. "I'll take care of you, but I'm going to use you like a wanton slut, Harper. I'll possess you. And you'll be one of many. You already know how some of that feels, don't you?"

She nodded. He felt her decision before asked one more shy question. "How do I submit?"

"You just did," said Evan, his gaze as smoldering hot as hers was vulnerable and willing. "Stand up for me here." She obeyed, bringing her even closer. "Take off that top." Again, she obeyed, revealing perky, round, youthful breasts encased in a lacy blue bra and a tight belly.

She dropped the top on the floor, watching Evan as he looked her over. "Can I touch you?" she asked softly.

"Yeah," he answered. "No rule against that." They reached out for each other, her hands tracing along his shoulders, arms and neck while his explored her belly and her hips. One of his hands slid down to her skirt, moving between her legs and stroking her crotch. She bucked a bit into the contact, wanting more and not at all resisting. She caressed him and gave no objection when he reached up to unclasp her bra in the front, releasing those beautiful tits that seemed to hardly need such support. Then she moaned as he ran his hands over them and gave a soft, entirely pleasing squeeze. "You're mine," he murmured. She grinned and moaned again. "Say it."

"I'm yours," she vowed.

"Good. I'm not in a mood to be gentle," he taunted, eliciting another noise of approval from her, but she didn't have long to get it out. Evan quickly found the zipper to her skirt, brought it down, and then all but yanked her skirt and lacy panties off, leaving her naked in front of him. Her eyes lit up with gleeful shock as he stood, pushed her back onto the bed, and shucked off his pajama pants. They could both see that his cock should have been genuinely dangerous to her petite frame, but they both knew the magic at work. Neither her need nor the powerful shaft pointing up from his groin could be denied.

Dazzled, Harper let out another groan as Evan stepped between her legs at the edge of the bed, bringing his shaft along her wet lips in an upward motion to coat the bottom side of his cock with her juices. The sensation sent Harper's eyes rolling with pleasure. "Ohmygod," she grunted, but had little time to process this pleasure as Evan held up her thighs at the knees, gyrated into position and then invaded her pussy with his dominating tool. Harper's head tilted back as her jaw opened and her mouth let out a silent scream of ecstasy as he sank into her. As before, with both Nicole and Madelyne, "almost too big" turned out to be exactly right for both partners.

He put one knee up onto the bed, then the other, shifting his grip from her thighs to her torso to lift some of her weight up off the bed. Evan skewered her with a second thrust hard enough to push her further up onto the bed, then a third, and soon knelt over her in a possessive missionary position. He gave Harper only a moment to look on his face in wonder before he started fucking her brains out. Her pussy tightly hugged his cock with every brutal thrust, saved from harm only by magic and an unnatural wetness that turned danger into animal rapture. The rest of her young body was soft and welcoming.

The bond set in quickly, almost missed in the rush of passion and need. They felt one another's warmth and eagerness. They immediately loved the scandalous gap in age and experience between them. Harper knew she could trust Evan; he knew she felt safe with him, no matter how dark his lusts, which only encouraged him to fuck her mercilessly. Her body could take it. More, her body invited it. So did her spirit. She gave in to his possession, rewarding them both with further arousal and pleasure.

Evan slowed just enough to let them both regain a little of their senses. Much as he wanted to continue this, he knew he had more to do today. This orgasm would be powerful, given the constant stirring of his earlier activities and those still ahead.

Though still completely thrilled by the thick shaft inside her, Harper looked up in awe. With their emotions still so naked and close to one another, she could sense some of his needs. Though she couldn't read his mind, she read the lustful feelings that came with his thoughts. Whatever he thought to do would take her further than she'd ever gone..and if nothing else, she empathically understood that the contract between them would reward her perversely for her cooperation. Her dark eyes met his. "Do it," she pleaded. "Use me!" Then she fell into helpless moans as he soon forced her to come hard. Her orgasm faded only just enough to bring her back to her senses as she felt Evan let go within her.

Passion, power and the rewards of Evan's side of the contract built him straight into another climax even as he filled his new concubine with come. Blissfully surrendering to his urges, Evan used her pussy to get himself past the point of no return even while still coming from the first, then pulled out as the second orgasm released. Evan blasted Harper's naked body, coating her in a release so good he could hardly keep his eyes open.

They both gasped and trembled as they came down from climax. Evan got his breath under control first, but it was Harper who broke the silence: "That was awesome," she said, and then looked down at her soaking white body with pride. "I'm yours," she said. "Oh fuck I'm yours."

"Yes, you are," Evan huffed. "I'm gonna...I'm gonna find a couple towels. You can lie there and look completely conquered if you want."

"Oh good. I can do that. I think I need to do that."

Thankfully, he found towels in the room. Evan wiped himself off, threw his pajama pants back on, and staggered toward the door feeling incredible, leaving Harper to recover at her own pace. The high of pleasure from sex hadn't abated; the rush of power spurred him on.

He opened the door to find his lovely wife and another woman, this one pale skinned with black hair, icy blue eyes and an impressive rack hidden in her robe and camisole. She stood close to Nicole, caressing his wife's body and nuzzling her neck. At first glance, Evan wondered if Nicole had brought her along to keep herself entertained while she waited on him.

"I take it Harper's staying?" Nicole taunted.

Busted but unworried, Evan grinned. "Yeah."

"Good," said Nicole with a proud, wicked grin. "Then it's unanimous." She gave Evan a moment to feel his heart thump with triumph and anticipation. Then she tilted her head to her companion. "This is Sophie," she said.

The other woman turned her eyes on Evan's as she slid away from Nicole, descended to her knees and gracefully but quickly pulled Evan's pants down. Before he knew it, his cock was in her mouth. "Oh, fuuuck," Evan groaned, his eyes fluttering. Sophie clearly had no problem at all with the taste of his come and Harper's. Instead, she took to cleaning him with her mouth.

He opened his eyes again to see Sophie looking up at him in clear subservience as she worked him, and Nicole looking down at his groin with playful disapproval. "Why are you even still wearing pants?"

The blowjob made it a little hard to speak. "Y-you want me to walk around naked?"

"Why wouldn't you? Everyone here belongs to you now. It's not like you need to be modest. Just the opposite, actually. You'll make us all hungrier if you taunt us with it."

Evan gasped again as Sophie's lips and tongue took him in again. He vaguely jerked his thumb down the hall. "Still gotta talk to the guys."

"Oh. Right. I can see how that'd be a thing for you. So listen, everyone has decided. If you're not going to seal every deal right away, though, a couple of the ladies do need to leave soon if you're okay with it. They have things to do. Shauna's an ER doctor, for example. Kinda needs to be at her shift."

Evan blinked. "Oh my god, seriously? Tell her to go. Any of 'em. They don't need to holy fuck she's really good at this," he grunted, tilting his head back.

Nicole pursed her lips and stood a little closer, gently putting one hand on Sophie's head. "We're all really good at this," she told him. "And Shauna and the others wanted you to know that you come first. That's how this works."

He let out a blissful breath and looked down at the woman on her knees for him. He reached down and stroked her raven hair with a grateful, adoring hand. "Do you need to leave soon, too? Is that why...this?"

Sophie hummed out an answer to tell him no, but Nicole explained. "Not at all. We're close, is all. Sophie here is observing the five second rule I gave everyone a few minutes ago." She waited for Evan to blink in silent questioning. "When in doubt, if your cock goes five seconds without being worshipped, fix the problem. You wanted attention. We're here to provide." His beautiful wife came in closer so he could feel her breasts on his arm and her breath on his neck. "To answer your earlier question: yes, I'm devoted to putting your pleasures first."

Nicole filled his surprised open mouth with a kiss while Sophie worked him. His heart pounded, now more from her sincerity and devotion than the mouth consuming his cock. He wanted to return the favor somehow. All of her favors, and her devotion.

A new thought occurred to him in his swirl of arousal and pleasure. He didn't know if he could go through with it. The first plan for dealing with the incubi might be better. But now, with Nicole giving him so much...again, he felt new power. New pleasure. Perhaps too much to refuse.

Evan gently guided Sophie to her feet. She pulled up his pants for him as she rose. "Thank you for having me," she told him in a sweet, sultry voice. Evan took her into his arms and kissed her, finding her body to be a little thicker than the others but no less desirable for it. His hands roamed and groped lewdly, to her clear delight. Her figure was perfect, just curvy rather than thin. And those eyes...

"Looking forward to it," he grinned back. Then he looked at his wife again as he slipped away. "Actually, could you go tell the others what I told Nicole? And then come back here and take care of Harper. She may need some tender care. Keep it between us."