Nowhere But Up Ch. 05

"As I said, do whatever feels good," Madelyne told him without looking up. "Don't be embarrassed at all. I'm a servant just like you. I know how our submission rewards us."

She turned her eyes to the book. The background noise came as music to her ears. Before long, she heard Gary murmur her last words to himself as he sank into a comfortable chair across from her in the living room: "Submission rewards us."

She didn't need to look up. She knew he agreed completely.

* * *

Her first orgasm only readied her for more. Her second left her throbbing, gasping, and once again suggested she had further heights to reach. Evan fucked her roughly, finding the pleasures of her body more than enough to sustain a relentless rhythm of thrusts. His hands eventually cupped and claimed her breasts, gentle and affectionate in contrast to the joyful punishment his cock delivered to her pussy, but it only contributed to his deepening possession of Tanya.

He didn't bother keeping track of time. He didn't need to. He ruled here.

Her third orgasm came on just after he hit his first. Evan shot heavy loads in her, painting her womb as his personal territory. He felt her complete agreement to that emotion through their empathic bond, but then Tanya finally erupted with body-wracking spasms and a wet, splashing release of her own. Evan fucked her right through it, making even more of a mess of the whole thing, but that just made it more satisfying.

He laid down on top of her, sinking into his new territory as she calmed down. Evan could feel her emotions turning as her total release allowed her conscious brain to stir out of her blissful state of overwhelmed passion. "Oh my god," she breathed. "Oh my god, that was... you're... oh no!"

He understood instantly. He could sense her embarrassment about her squirting meltdown, but he only smiled and soothed her with soft kisses around her face and a little more grinding of their intercourse. "Sshh," he told her. "I like it. Don't be embarrassed. I like it." Tanya whimpered, first in uncertainty and then surrender to his comfort. Evan smiled gently. "I hope I can make you do that again next time we fuck."

"Hmh?" Tanya looked up at him hopefully. "Next time?"

"Do you want a next time?"

"Yes!"

"Good. I don't know when it will be, but I look forward to it."

Tanya smiled, kissing him breathlessly. Eventually another thought came to her. "Will Gary be okay with it?"

Evan grinned. His power stirred. He knew he didn't have to be afraid of it now. Not when it only ever made his partners feel good. "Would that stop you?" he asked quietly.

"...no," she admitted. "I love my husband, but no."

"Why?"

"Because I belong to you now." Evan felt her pussy clench up around his cock as she confessed. "I don't understand what's happening but I feel it."

"Sshh. You don't have to understand. I'm not here to bust up your marriage. Gary will still be a wonderful husband. And I want you to be a horny, eager wife for him. I want you to give him all the devotion you'd give me if I was around and I want you to enjoy it." He felt his power stir again, sensing how deeply his words would affect her. Evan kissed her neck and whispered into her ear, "You can have both things. I want you to be his wife and love him as much as before, if not more, because he's letting you have this. I won't be around much. Don't long for me. You're still his wife. And now you're my whore."

Tanya mewled again, curling her legs around his hips as another small orgasm ran through her just at the power of his words. This one wasn't as messy, nor as powerful, but it expressed her joy. It also reminded them of the slick mess between them.

They showered together, which amounted to far more sex than cleaning. Evan turned her against the wall and spent some time appreciating her ass, which she presented to him instinctively. He sank to his knees and explored her with his tongue, making her squeal with delight. He received another long and slavish blowjob, this time until completion. Thankfully, Tanya and Gary's shower never ran out of hot water.

Drying off only led to more sex. Before they were completely dry, Evan had her bent over the bathroom counter so he could rail her from behind. Her mind slipped into near-blank submission yet again as he fucked her, inviting him into another bout of complete selfishness as her ass slapped against his groin and her tits swayed in the mirror. The power to render her into a blissfully happy vessel for his cock's pleasure was too much to resist. By the time he shot his next release into her, it was all Tanya could do to stand up.

He carried her over to the bed, where he laid the well-fucked wife out comfortably. "Thank you, Tanya," he murmured into her ear.

"Hhuh? Thank you," she replied dreamily. "Are you leaving? I'm not sleepy, just... worn out. I want more, I just..."

"Good. You've got more fucking to do. But I've got to go," he said. "Remember what I said. Be good to your husband." Evan kissed her once more, lingered just long enough to look upon his work, and then slipped out of the bedroom.

He found Gary and Madelyne in the living room. Gary was still in the big reclining chair, a bit disheveled but looking a little dazed and dreamy himself. Madelyne was curled up on the couch reading her big book.

Evan didn't think twice about his nudity. "You might want to clear your weekend schedule if it isn't already open," he said. "I think your wife is gonna keep you busy. She needs you right now, in fact."

Gary stood, clearly eager to get to her, but he paused with a questioning look on his face. "Are you and her...?"

"Y'know what?" Evan shrugged. He wasn't mad at all, speaking instead as if this was simply how it was. "That's between me and her. She can talk to you about it if she wants. But if she doesn't say anything, don't ask.

"Oh. Also," Evan said, pausing Gary as the other man walked past. He lowered his voice to be sure this wouldn't carry back to the bedroom. "Send me her personal email and her phone number. And I want good pics of all your other women, too."

Gary blinked. "All...?"

Evan thought of reminding Gary of the safe word option, but stopped. He'd already said he would not bring that up again. That was up to Gary. "Have all the fun you want with your powers on your own time. I encourage it. But this is what it means to serve me."

He nodded in unquestioning agreement, seeming to shiver, and then headed to his bedroom.

Madelyne smiled up at Evan, setting aside her book to take to her knees in front of him. "I thought I heard the shower, but then I heard more fucking." Her hands glided over his cock in a prelude to the tongue that laved him from base to head.

Evan let out a sigh. She was better at this than Tanya, but she had several unfair advantages. "I figured you'd be willing to help me out before we head home," he said.

"Of course." She gestured to the couch, where he sank back and spread his legs to enjoy her service. Madelyne lovingly licked and sucked his cock. "You had a good time?"

"I had a great time," he grinned. "I think I'm gonna need to take advantage of my employer's benefits more often."

"Please do." Her eyes sparkled up at him as she licked the right side of his crotch. "I made some exciting discoveries in the book," she said, then licked and kissed more.

"Oh? Like what?"

"A ritual I can perform. A way to communicate in lucid dreams with your servants. All of your servants. It will go only one way, and they won't consciously remember when they wake, but... I see some appealing possibilities." Her tongue glided along the side of his erect cock, swirling over the tip before her lips gently sucked the head in a brief kiss. "And the ritual itself involves lots of fun."

* * *

The neighborhood was quiet as they approached the house, though that wasn't odd given the spacious properties surrounding this one. Evan grew quiet, too. Flirty, affectionate conversation fell off.

Madelyne sensed it before she hit the remote for the gate. She hesitated with her finger on the button. "Something on your mind?"

"Until we drove away today, every time I saw this view I was looking at the home of an enemy," he said. "I drove by lots of times to case the area. I sat in my car the other night in the rain before I finally made my move. That whole time, everything I thought about this place was how it held a monster who destroyed my life and took everything. Thought about how I had to destroy him if I wanted any of it back. I didn't have that much hope, really. I just knew it was better to die trying than give up. But this house was all about...him.

"Now it's mine. I lived in that old car for a year, and now all this is mine."

"Everything that was his," said Madelyne. "And everyone."

"Rags to riches doesn't come close."

"You couldn't have had a better revenge."

"Heh," said Evan. "Y'know, outside of having to explain the transition to people, I don't think of him much at all. Maybe that's a better revenge?"

Madelyne smiled. "Tonight we make that even less necessary." She hit the button for the gate and drove onto the grounds.

From this viewpoint, few lights were on in the sprawling mansion. Several cars were parked outside the garage, all of them relatively new and nice. Madelyne pulled her red Porsche into her spot in the garage and closed up the door behind them. They walked into the house holding hands, but she stopped him once they were inside. She still had the big leather-bound tome tucked under one arm.

"Are you ready for this?" she asked.

Her beauty still hit him deeply. He expected it always would. The cool, confident devotion in her eyes hit him even deeper. "Yeah. I am."

"I ask because you seemed a little reflective a minute ago," Madelyne asked with a raised eyebrow. "That's fine. We don't have to do this tonight. We can do it any time you like." She slipped her hand out of his to caress his chest. "I love you. I know you're still processing all this, and probably will be for a while. This magic will work best if you can think about how you got here, but you need to be able to think about that and still be in the present. If you're not ready for that, we can wait. There's no rush."

"I know. I want to do it now," he assured her gently. "This makes you feel good. You want it. All of you. That's all I need to know."

Madelyne's lips twitched with a grin. Gentle or not, she liked what she heard in his voice. "Think back to when you first started claiming the others. Remember my advice? Don't be diplomatic. Be dominant. Be selfish. You know how good that feels for us now. Your demands will appeal more than a friendly offer here. Let yourself feel good about it, too. And fuck being humble with us."

"Fuck being humble," Evan chuckled.

"I mean it, love. Whatever makes you feel powerful, whatever makes you feel dominant, go with it and don't think twi—oh?" she stammered as he tugged her in close.

Evan kissed her. Selfishly. His hands roamed her body, soon stripping her out of her short dress right in the hallway. Madelyne melted into it, kissing back hungrily until he had her naked but for her shoes. She purred when his hand stroked up her inner thigh and right along the edges of her pussy. She let out a yelp when he swatted her ass.

"You were saying?" he asked coolly.

"Oh god," Madelyne breathed. She quivered, standing there under his gaze and his touch. She slid down his zipper with her free hand, then set the book down on the floor as she bent over for the hard cock that she pulled from his slacks.

He hadn't asked for this. Hadn't even thought about it. But it felt entirely natural, and he wanted Madelyne to have everything she wanted. He felt her urges as her lips enveloped his cock, pulling him deeper into her mouth with each breath. This wasn't about getting him off. She only needed a moment to express herself.

He stroked her hair and thought a little more about her as a devoted slut than a lover. He couldn't separate the two entirely, of course, and he didn't want to. But one fell more in line with her guidance than the other.

"Okay," he said, coaxing her to stand upright again. He tucked his cock back into his pants for the moment and picked up her book. "Let's do this."

He could see the effects he'd already had on her in her sparkling eyes and her grin. "Arousal and power, love," she told him. "Arousal and power." She started walking, letting her hips sway in a show of her naked ass in front of him through the dark halls and up the stairs. He stopped her twice, once on the staircase and once just past it, wanting to hold her from behind and lovingly maul her body. Both times she eagerly submitted to his hands gripping her perfect breasts, sliding down her belly, teasing her pussy. He kissed her neck. He controlled her, released her, then controlled her again.

The sounds from the open door to the master bedroom made the second time more arousing than the first. His wife and his playmates were still getting it on as he'd hoped. Evan drank in the sounds, finally letting Madelyne turn around to help him undress. They quietly left his clothes out in the hall amid more kissing and groping.

"You're ready?" Madelyne whispered, shivering with arousal.

"Yes," he murmured back.

"It's like writing a letter," she said. "It doesn't go out until it's done. It won't go out until you're asleep."

Madelyne didn't speak the words of the spell out loud, but rather formed them with her lips. She touched Evan's forehead with both index fingers and swept them around to the back of his head, over and over. "Think of your journey here," she whispered. "Think of your story. Remember all that was taken. Remember all that you lost. Remember who did it and why. And remember how you won."

Evan breathed deeply, doing his best to obey. He let his hands come to rest on Madelyne's shapely hips as she worked the magic. He thought about his life before, and how he lost it all. He remembered the criminal charges and the court procedures. He thought about the incredible efforts to turn Nicole away from him, remembering the orchestra of disasters and set-ups and planted evidence. He remembered the pain of losing her. He remembered the humiliation of losing everything.

He remembered discovering the nature of his enemy. He thought about the research and the hunt. He remembered cold nights spent sleeping in his car and days panhandling for gas money and food. He remembered how stacked the deck was against him and how it felt when his only chance was an act of madness.

He remembered the confrontation. He remembered the fight. He remembered the moment Nicole realized the truth.

He remembered how they beat their enemy together.

"Okay," he murmured.

Her fingers stopped. So did the movement of her lips. She slid into him, her small but voluptuous and tanned perfect body naked against his. Madelyne kissed him passionately, pulling him out of those memories and into the wild and wonderful present. "Now for part two," she said. "Master."

His desires soared. His nude body felt sensitive and strong. Moans from the orgy on his bed beckoned. Evan walked in.

Dim lights offered a comfortable view of a bedroom filled with naked, beautiful women. Most were on the ridiculously large bed, still attacking Nicole as he'd ordered. She was on her back with a hot blonde at either side, each of them tending to her supple breasts. Evan recognized Elizabeth on the left. On the right, he saw platinum blonde hair and a porn star body that had to be Krystal.

Most of his view was obstructed by a slender, fit brunette kneeling between Nicole's spread legs. Holly's hair was tied up in an impromptu knot to keep it out of the way. She alone wore something, but it was only the black harness for the dildo that she was thrusting into Evan's wife.

"Oooh! Fuck!" Nicole moaned.

"You can't get enough, can you, slut?" Holly taunted.

"Nnnoooo."

"You like being our bitch?"

"Yes!"

Evan grinned at the sound of it. The exchange seemed a little odd given how they'd been at this for a few hours now, but the room showed plenty of signs of other use. He also saw the reason for the dialogue right in front of him as he entered. One more naked woman stood over the bed, recording the scene with her cell phone. Her curves and ample chest were unmistakable, but even in the dim light he could see Sophie's naughty grin as she filmed.

He went to her first. The carpet quieted his footsteps, but Sophie saw him coming out of the corner of her eye. Her smile broadened as he came close, putting a finger to his lips until he could get his arm around her. Sophie tossed the cell phone onto a nearby loveseat and gratefully accepted his kiss and his caressing, possessive hands.

Holding those breasts was a joy. Sophie slipped one hand between them to fondle his cock, soon guiding the head down through her dark, wet bush to slide against her even wetter lips. Evan got his hands around her big, beautiful ass to lift her up, aided by her other hand on his shoulder, and slowly speared her.

He felt the strokes of Madelyne's fingers on his back the whole time. Evan drank in the excited affection of his current partner, reveling in the feeling of her built-for-fucking body as she enjoyed him. They kept quiet as they slowly fucked, with their slightly labored breaths covered by the enthusiastic and domineering railing Nicole received from Holly.

"You're mine," he whispered to Sophie.

"Yes," she replied.

They weren't long for this position. She understood that. Soon, Evan turned her to the bed and set her down at its edge, still entrenched inside her pussy as she laid back with her body on display. He slowly thrust in her a few more times, entirely selfish about it but feeling her delight.

As soon as he'd set Sophie on the bed, Holly noticed his and Madelyne's presence. She looked over her shoulder only once, but kept fucking Nicole with the strap on. When Evan finally looked up from Sophie, Holly grinned back at him. Nicole moaned helplessly. Holly and Evan communicated a transition in only a couple of quick, silent gestures.

"Elizabeth," Holly said. She gave a little nod to draw the blonde beauty away from Nicole's breast, then reached down to claim the untended orb and keep Nicole distracted. "Uh-uh, slut," said Holly. Nicole tossed her head back and closed her eyes while Elizabeth welcomed Evan onto the bed with a kiss and a stroking hand.

Krystal looked up from her work and saw the new arrival. Nicole surely sensed the movement all around her. Things were very crowded all around her body. But with the pounding at her core and her closed eyes she didn't see who it was at first. Not until Krystal's mouth came off of Nicole's nipple and she crawled halfway over her, hanging breasts caressing against Nicole's, to greet Evan with a long, deep kiss of his cock.

Evan grinned at his newest supplicant. It was a hell of a way to say hello for the first time. The view of her naked ass was pretty nice, too.

"Mnh? Wha? Evan?" Nicole whimpered. He looked down at her, past the blonde head slowly bobbing on his cock and Krystal's shapely shoulder. Things were more than a little crowded, but he let them linger for a moment. He wanted to savor Krystal's first submission, particularly while his wife watched and Madelyne's stroking fingers continued her spell.

"Ssh," he told his wife gently. He looked down at Krystal. "You know my story. You know my terms." Pleasure swept through him as it all continued: her devoted cocksucking, Nicole's awed and helpless stare as she got fucked, quieter now but still keeping her pinned, and Madelyne's fingers caressing him and channeling it all into an open, emotional dream. "Do you want to belong to me?"

Krystal's mouth came off his cock to utter a single word: "Yes." She resumed sucking.