Nowhere But Up Ch. 05

"Even if it's all lust and sex, all the time?" he asked. "I'm developing a one-track mind here."

"That's what I signed on for," she smiled. "We all did. Don't ever worry about going overboard. That's the whole point."

The elevator chime rang and the doors opened. They stepped inside, hit the button for their spot in the garage and moved closer to the corner as the doors closed again. Something about the closer space gave a privacy they both wanted.

"I feel like I'm there, or getting there now," said Evan. "Maybe Lisa was what I needed. I've had the traditional models in front of me all my life. It's been a little hard to shake, is all. That and so many thoughts about showing respect and equality and..." He shrugged. "I'm getting there and it feels good. I just have to remind myself it's not a trap."

"No trap," Madelyne agreed. "These contracts, the power, the spirits. It's all been around longer than you have. It'll be here when we're gone. And we didn't sign contracts for mystical sex slavery because we wanted 'normal' relationships. You want a life of sexual abandon, don't you? Why is it odd for others to want the same thing?"

"It's not the same for everyone else. Only one of us gets to be the master."

"True. But Evan, I think you'd be surprised how many women... hell, how many people want a master. If the terms are right, at least. I want you, yes," she repeated. "But more than that, I want to do whatever you want to do."

"Right now I want dinner. With you. Someplace good and expensive and hopefully romantic. I grew up here, but I haven't actually lived here in forever. You know anyplace?"

"I know several. One not too far from here. And then?"

"I'm mulling over ideas. Not sure which one appeals to me more." He flashed her a good-humored smile. "But I'm definitely up for some more fun before I go home to my wife tonight."

* * *

"Hey. I wanted to let you know Madelyne and I are going out for dinner and then I've got a couple other ideas after that. We're probably not gonna be home until late." Evan sat in the passenger seat of Madelyne's sportscar as his companion drove. They were at the tail end of rush hour now, having little trouble getting through the freeway and surface streets. "And no, I'm not forgetting my promise from last night," he added with a grin.

"Good," came Nicole's voice over the speakers. "I'm glad to hear it. I take it you're having a good time?"

Evan's eyes turned to his sexy driver, who felt his lustful gaze and grinned in return. "I'm having a great time. Just wanted to give you the update. Promises or not, I like to be considerate."

"Aw," Nicole teased.

"So speaking of updates, it turns out there's a party planned for the house tomorrow night. I guess it's been in the works for a little while."

"It's one of the old boss's things," Madelyne explained. "He didn't say anything about it to me or to anyone else at the house, I don't think. But we don't want to blow the investment or the opportunity."

"Okay. All good. What do you need us to do?"

Evan smiled. Apart from the sexual obsession running through their lives, hearing Nicole's instant, reflexive support meant the world, and she wasn't the only one. They were all a team. A team bent on naughty fun. "Nothing, really," said Evan. "Lisa's coming over late in the morning tomorrow to get everything ready. I'll need to be there tomorrow evening, but that's it. If you want to be part of this or blow it off, either way is fine."

"Oh, I'm kind of a party girl these days. Especially where you're involved. So you trust Lisa now? That video looked pretty convincing to me, but I wasn't there."

"She's on board," Evan assured her. "She totally screwed us before. You don't have to forget about that. But I don't doubt her loyalty now. She might not be the warmest person, but she's on our side and I'm glad to have her."

"Good," said Nicole. "In more ways than one, I assume?"

"Hell yeah."

"Sophie will know what to do for tomorrow," added Madelyne. Evan raised an eyebrow at that. "She's the tech expert," Madelyne reminded him. "She has a role."

"She's right here with me," said Nicole. "I'll let her know."

Evan looked at the dashboard, where the stereo screen showed Nicole's name for the call. His lips pursed with a little mischief. "Have you two been having a good time?"

"Maybe," Nicole teased. "There might have been some lingerie shopping earlier. Might have been some related fun after that. Something really put us in the mood, but I can't for the life of me guess what it might have been."

"You might have noticed we're all a little sex-obsessed," Madelyne murmured. "We never really get tired of it."

Evan grinned. It gave him an idea. "Nicole, is anyone else there now besides you and Sophie?"

"Yeah," said Nicole. "Elizabeth came by a little while ago. So did Holly and Krystal...she was at the house for the meeting, but you two haven't had your one-on-one yet. Blonde girl. She's hot. They all wanted to be here and available for you," Nicole added invitingly. "I have a feeling we're gonna be up all night with or without you."

"Well, like I said, I'm gonna be out for a while yet. But I've got something I want you to do if you're not busy."

"We're all just talking. They all came by only a little while ago. What's up?"

"I'm getting to really like all this, Nicole," Evan told her. "Being in charge. Letting go and doing whatever I want. I'm getting to understand how much everyone loves...working for me. Like you wanted me to, y'know?"

"Yes," she replied. He could hear the smile in her voice, and the excitement. She knew he was playing with her. "What did you have in mind for me?"

"You remember the safe word?" Evan asked with a low, suggestive tone.

"Of course," Nicole replied, clearly intrigued.

"You really want to obey me?"

"Yes," she answered. He could hear her breath deepen with anticipation.

The car rolled off the freeway and onto surface streets. Evan saw Madelyne keeping her eyes on the road, but she occasionally glanced over to him with obvious interest.

His power stirred.

"Bring the phone to Sophie. Tell her the safe word. Tell everyone there. And don't say anything else. Understand?"

"Okay," Nicole answered slowly.

"And Nicole?"

"Yes?"

"I love you. More than anything."

"I love you, too, Evan," she told him. "Okay. Here she is." He heard her voice fall off as she held the phone away from her, but he clearly heard her say, "The safe word is 'eggplant.'"

"Okay...?" Sophie said away from the phone, and then into it, "Hi."

"Hi Sophie. Two things: one, I feel bad I haven't spent much time with you yet. I want to fix that soon. I already know you're warm and sweet and sexy as hell. You're wonderful. Seriously."

"Aww," Sophie cooed. "I didn't expect that. Now don't know what to say!"

"It's fine. We're gonna have a lot of fun together, Sophie. I wanted you to know I'm thinking of you."

He heard her aww again. "What's the other thing?"

"Do you have your own phone nearby?"

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna give some instructions to Holly. I want you to get ready to video what's about to happen, but I want you to take part, too. In fact I want you to put more attention into having fun than recording stuff, but send me clips now and then, okay? Use your judgment."

"Okay," Sophie answered. A second later, he heard her say, "Ready. Here's Holly."

"Hey, boss," Holly spoke up with obvious affection. "What's going on?"

"Holly, do you want to serve me?"

"You know I do."

"Then put on your poker face for a second. You heard the safe word? You know what it means?"

"Yes. I know how they work, yeah."

Evan grinned. "What's my wife wearing?"

"She's wearing a silk robe and a nightie underneath. Your wife's gorgeous, by the way."

"I know she is. So are you." He paused. "Listen carefully. I want you and the others to tear Nicole's clothes off and fuck her senseless. Rough enough to restrain her but no pain. I want you and the others to be dominant bitches about it, too, but don't do anything that doesn't feel good. I want her ravished and fucked out of her mind until she either gives up the safe word or until I get home, understand?"

"Oh, I think we can handle that." Holly's voice was charged with a restrained, sinister enthusiasm.

"Sophie's gonna film some of it for me but she'll take part, too. You and the others give it your full attention. Guide all this up to our bedroom eventually, too, please. Any questions?"

"Nope."

"Then drop the phone and do it."

"Grab her!" he heard Holly order away from the phone. He heard feminine yelps of surprise and a few stern words he couldn't make out. Then he heard a loud moan from his wife. Within seconds, he couldn't make out much at all. He reached over to the stereo screen and cut off the call.

Evan saw a grin playing at Madelyne's lips, but she said nothing. She kept her eyes on the road. "You know you don't have to hold anything back with me, right?" he asked. "Ever."

"Even if it's about you and your wife?"

"Sure," he said.

"That was hot," she told him. ""I imagine the sun will come up before anyone uses that safe word. 'All night long' isn't an exaggeration with us. Magic-fueled sex drives and all."

"I kinda figured."

"Did that come from something specific? Or is that how you two play together?"

"Honestly, no. Not until now. We've experimented with a few different kinks, but other than a little light bondage and roughhousing we were always pretty vanilla. Happy that way, too, or so I thought."

"No reason to think you weren't," said Madelyne. "Maybe you'd have developed your kinks if you'd stayed together without all this. It happens. It's clear you were both really in love, and she didn't look around until everything was going south and all the mind games started. If all you both wanted was the romantic stuff, who needs the kinks? And after that, things are in a different context. You're doing things you didn't normally do before everything changed and you got all this power. Different circumstances give you different interests. A different mindset."

"Thanks."

Madelyne shrugged. "From the way she talked about you when you were recovering from the fight, it's pretty clear she didn't leave you because the sex or the romance was bad. After a couple hundred years of this life, seeing the way Nicole feels about you was the first time I felt like I really had missed out on something. I had supernatural power and beauty and all that, but she had you."

"You have me now, too," Evan told her quietly. "I'm not just your master."

She took in a long, shaking breath and released it with all the same tremors. "Starting to think you could talk me into an orgasm," Madelyne said. "As much as I'd like to find out, maybe not when there's a risk I could climax us right into an accident?"

"Sorry," he grinned.

"Oh, I like it. Just maybe dial it back to talking about anyone but me? That's a safer turn-on."

"Sure," Evan chuckled. "As for that just now? I dunno. It's a fantasy, maybe, but mostly I did it 'cause I knew I could. That and getting it on with Lisa let me sort out a little more of how all this feels. It's like exercise, except it feels good. Stretching out muscles, pushing myself a little, feeling myself get stronger. Except it's not really in my muscles, right? It's more emotional or mental, maybe. I dunno."

"Or maybe magic?" Madelyne suggested.

"Maybe. It feels amazing. I keep wanting more."

Madelyne's grin widened. "You might want to consider we feel the same way. And we want more, too."

"I'm getting that. I knew Nicole would enjoy it and I knew everyone would obey. It felt good when I thought of it, so why not?"

"Glad to hear you feel that way," said Madelyne.

"I do. More and more. And yeah, I know what my wife likes. With women, at least."

"She's always been bi?"

"Yes." He paused, watching her. "At the risk of spilling too much, she's pretty enamored with you."

Her eyebrows rose. "Oh, really?"

"Far as I'm concerned, anyone who isn't enamored with you needs their head examined."

"I could say the same about Nicole," Madelyne grinned wider.

"Well. There you go. You didn't hear it from...actually, scratch that. Tell her or not. Up to you." He noted the curious tilt of her head. "She made me promise I wouldn't think twice about what she wants tonight."

"Is that why you said nothing leaves Lisa's office?"

"Pretty much. Nicole and I haven't gone anal much. Tried it once or twice, but didn't get crazy about it. I had an odd thought back there about not wanting to talk to her about going at it with someone else first...although that's probably silly to worry about anyway. Plus I kinda felt like letting Lisa feel like she's got some secrets with me. Seemed like fun."

Madelyne pulled the car into the parking lot of a restaurant. Evan missed the sign, but the building and the landscaping suggested it was very upscale. So did all the expensive cars in the parking lot. Once parked, Madelyne shut off the car and finally turned to look at him. "It sounds like Nicole is the last one you need to worry about in all this."

"Oh, she's still my wife. I'll always be concerned. But she's getting fucked out of her mind by four incredible women right now, so I feel pretty good about doing whatever and whoever I want tonight," he joked as he slipped in for a long, sensuous kiss.

"The book is safe locked in here," she said as they left the car. "They keep a good eye on the cars in this parking lot. Especially mine."

She held his hand and walked close beside him as they entered. As she checked in with the hostess, it became clear Madelyne was a VIP here. The hostess smiled at her and told her she'd get them seated within ten minutes per Madelyne's reservation...which she plainly didn't have. Then Madelyne and Evan stepped aside, finding a spot in a corner of the plush lobby to themselves.

"I like this," he said as she stood close again, watching him with undisguised devotion. "Being out with you. The way you're looking at me."

"I might have gotten some tips from Nicole before we left the house," Madelyne confessed with a glint in her eye. "Something about how you like public affection and fawning and trophy wife stuff. Don't be embarrassed," she teased quietly as his jaw twitched and his cheeks threatened to turn red. "I like it. I know you respect me. We can share your kinks. I'm also your personal whore, and this is a chance to serve. You know it feels good." She fondled his silk shirt, her eyes still shining. "This just means I don't have to hide my devotion in public."

"Lotta people might find that obnoxious," said Evan. "Or insecure."

"I think we both know you don't have any insecurities here. Especially if you can come out and admit to what you like. And if anyone else finds it obnoxious, fuck 'em."

Her voice stayed low, barely over a whisper. She leaned in ever closer, looking up into his eyes. "It's the sort of thing I wanted to say in the car, Evan. I love this place. I love coming here. But if you wanted me to strip naked and suck your cock right here on a whim, I'd do it and I'd love it. If you offered my ass to the next guy to come through the entrance, it would only excite me. I'd walk away covered in your come with a smile on my face when they finally threw us out. And I'd love you just as much as I do now. Maybe more, since that keeps growing."

Evan's hands moved to her hips as she spoke. They might as well have been slow dancing in their tiny bit of privacy in the lobby amid waiting patrons. "Are you asking for that?" he murmured.

"Not remotely," she grinned. "I like this place. I don't want to get thrown out. But I've wanted to tell you something like that since you made that call home, and I mean every word of it."

"And it feels good to say?" he teased.

"It feels incredibly good to say, yes," Madelyne admitted.

"I'm almost tempted."

"Only almost?"

"You're irresistible and I'm definitely in the mood to do something naughty. But I'm hungry. And we've pretty well established you're mine whenever I want you."

"Mmh." Her eyes fluttered a little. "That feels good, too."

"Which?"

"All of it. Maybe not the hunger, but the rest." Her eyes glittered yet again as she smiled broadly. "I'm looking forward to the naughty."

"Madelyne?" asked the hostess. "Your table is ready."

Madelyne winked at Evan and said, softly enough that only he could hear, "Being your trophy feels pretty hot, too." Then she turned and followed the hostess, holding Evan's hand in hers. The sway in her step spoke volumes. She wasn't just showing off for anyone who looked her way. She was proud.

As at Lisa's office, Evan noticed a few interested looks and double-takes on their way to a nicely secluded booth, either at his companion or at himself depending on who did the looking. He thought he saw a few shy glances from their server, too, as she went through the usual steps of getting them settled and taking drink orders.

Aside from the looks, they shared a few minutes like any ordinary couple out on a date. They looked over the menu, talked about food and joked with their server when she took their orders. If not for Madelyne's seductive beauty and the ring on Evan's finger, it almost felt normal. Good, of course; so very good, given Madelyne's company. But normal.

Then, with the server gone and the privacy of an out-of-the-way corner booth in a dim restaurant, Madelyne's eyes looked up at his again. They smiled. She slid around the booth, grinning at the playful motion of it, until she sat beside him with his arm around her shoulder. Their kiss started out softly, but deepened when Evan slipped his free hand up her thigh and under the hem of her short dress to stroke her intimately. She moaned quietly into his mouth in appreciation.

"One track minds," he murmured.

"Never any problem with that," she breathed. "This is who we are. Always."

His phone hummed as they kissed again. He hesitated. She grinned. "I'm not going anywhere," she whispered. "Besides, I imagine anyone who has that number belongs to you like I do."

Evan fished it out of his pocket and grinned. "It's Sophie. Looks like a little video. You want to watch?"

"Obviously," Madelyne chuckled.

He took care to make sure the volume was down low and glanced up at the empty passage around their booth before he opened the message and hit play.

Nicole stood in front of a pair of couches matched up at a corner of a living room, wearing a purple silk robe over a nightie as Holly described. Evan realized he didn't even know how many living rooms his house had. The clip paused to buffer, giving him a chance to look at the other women.

Holly stood with her back to the camera facing Nicole, dressed in a short black skirt and top. On one couch sat Elizabeth in a tight, flattering red dress. In the other sat a slender, voluptuous bleach blonde in shredded jeans and a halter top that showed off her rack. "Jesus, is that...Krystal? Was that her name?" Evan murmured.

"Yes. She's gorgeous, isn't she? Like a porn star."

"Aren't you all," he agreed in appreciation.

"The boss says grab her!" Holly ordered suddenly. Evan had the volume down a couple notches more before she finished speaking, realizing the phone was a little louder than anticipated. As he tapped the buttons, though, he saw surprise all around, but also obedience. Elizabeth and Krystal only hesitated long enough to look at each other and blink. Nicole barely got out a "Hey, what?" before they were both on their feet, each grabbing her by one arm.

Holly stepped in. "Don't hurt her," Holly instructed, stepping in close. "That's not what he wants here. Not yet, anyway," she added with a sneer. She reached out to Nicole's hips, lewdly sliding her hands up her torso and then in front to run her palms over Nicole's breasts.