The Apple... Ch. 13

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 13

Breakfast lasted longer than Sarah had planned. She had gone over her strategy with Karen because it was so off the wall that she needed the reassurance. They had never dealt with such a situation and certainly not one where one of them was so personally involved. As tricky as it sounded when put in words, they had both come to the conclusion that it was also pretty straightforward.

Climbing the stairs at a measured pace, Sarah used the repetitive motion to help center herself for the first part of the approach. She knew full well that she would lose that detachment when she got in the thick of things. As she must. In fact, that was the best if not the only solution to this peculiar situation.

On the second floor landing, she met the team which would support her efforts. Stéphanie, her assistant, and Mary, each a Doctor in Psychology in her own right, but also receiving empaths with effective shields. Anne, Karen's assistant, and Judith, low level empaths and nurses who were support therapists. All met her with calm miens and postures. They were accomplished professionals who understood the importance of what was about to happen and of their role in it.

"Ladies, Stéphanie has explained to you what we are going to try and why?" At their nods, she went on. "Then I won't go over it again, but I must emphasize a few points. First, we have all referred to them as Juliette and Arianna. From now on, we will use their bonded names which are Jules and Ari. As for Catherine, some of you already call her Cat. Now you all will, at least for a while. It's the name they use in their fused mental state and we want them to recognize who we are talking about."

"Second, you know to expect strong erotic projections. Two of you have strong shields and the other two are not strong receivers, but I must caution you all not to get complacent. With the introduction of a new factor, it may level off a bit or it may be multiplied. If so, there is no way to predict by what factor or the form it will take. Stéphanie and Anne, you are already a couple, so I know you can handle it if you get pulled in. What about you two? I won't think less of you if you want to be replaced."

Judith and Mary looked at each other and nodded. Mary spoke for the both of them. "We are not lesbians and Judith is married, but that is not a problem, boss. Heck, our team leaders have been carrying on like schoolgirls in love for the first time for the last month and it doesn't bother us none." She smirked at the blushing girlfriends and, having brought the tension down a notch as she had intended, she went on. "We know what to expect and if it means smooching some girls, well, we could do worse. We love you, boss, and we want to do all we can for you and your friends."

"Thank you Mary, but they're more than friends, they're my wives. Ah! I see the grapevine is not as effective as usual. You're losing your touch, Anne." They shared a friendly grin at Anne's expense. "And that is part of the problem. I should have been in there with them, but I acted the Doctor... Wipe those smirks off your faces or there will be more than one spanking in front of the team." She glared at her people, but it had no effect, so she continued. "I will remember this. Now, don't interfere unless something goes dramatically wrong. You know what to look for." At their nods, she stepped forward to enter the room, but they closed rank in her path. Surprised, she looked at them.

Stéphanie stepped forward. "Please, allow us, boss." And the four women proceeded to undress her gently, almost tenderly, folding her clothes neatly on a nearby chair.

Touched by the gesture and by the kindliness they had showed her while doing it, she gave each a hug and a kiss before resuming her advance.

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When Sarah opened the door, the undercurrent of erotic feelings accompanying flow of happiness and love seemed to stir as if the psychic meld in front of her sensed her presence, if not necessarily her intentions.

As she reached the foot of the bed, she stood looking at her wives and her friends for a moment. Martine lifted her head and gave her a nod, telling her she was ready to do her part.

Sarah went to Ari's side of the bed. She was draped over Jules who was cuddled to Cat while Martine was on the far side, half on her girlfriend.

Taking a deep breath, she was about to reach for her wives when a movement at the corner of her eye, caught her attention. Turning her head, she saw the four women kneeling, two on each side at the end of the bed, on cushions they had brought over. What caught her attention was that they were all naked. 'Is it in case of what may happen or for what they want to happen? And I'm the one they call a pervert. Ah!' She thought.

She stroked Ari's and Jules' hair, calling softly to them as she nodded to Martine to do the same with Cat. "My loves, Ari, Jules, this is Sarah. Your Sarah. Listen to my voice. Hear me, please. I need you to come back to me. I miss you terribly. I miss playing nasty games with you." She lay behind Ari, pressing her body as close as she could against hers and reaching over to pull Jules in her embrace. "See, we are playing the sandwich game. I have been a good girl and so have you. Now it's time to play together. Show me that you can hear me."

She and Martine went on relentlessly for long minutes, telling their loved ones how much they loved them and how they missed them, urging them gently to come back to them.

Sarah was beginning to worry. 'Did I misread the situation that badly? Can I have been so wrong? If so, what else can I do? I don't know! Mother, I don't know! They can't be gone forever! Noooo!"

That's when she felt a familiar echo at the edge of her perceptions. Her heart leapt in hope.

Ari turned in her arms and with a grin she said. "Where have you been, Sarah? We have been calling to you, but you were too far and we could not reach you."

"ARI! JULES! YOU'RE BACK!" She shouted, forgetting all of her professional reserve and whatever instructions she may have given her team.

"Yes, our love, we never left, we just could not reach you." Jules said, sitting up behind Ari. "Now we are here and we definitely heard you say you missed playing naughty games with us and that you have been a good girl."

The two bonded women brought Sarah between them and showed her just how much they had missed her too.

Taking her in their arms, they kissed her with all the love and passion they could. Their hands caressed every single inch of her body they could reach. When they used a variant of reflexology she had taught her therapists on her hands, she started. "Cat taught us. We had lots of time to play together and she showed us many tricks." Jules answered her unspoken question. When they came up her arms, they followed the meridians, paying special attention to the nerve clusters which they stimulated, all the way to her neck.

Sarah was overwhelmed by her joy at the return of her loves, but also by their ministrations. As always, their mere presence near her inflamed her senses. Now, it went far beyond that. Just by kissing her and massaging her hands and arms, they had her so near that the brush of a feather would not only send, but catapult her over.

Ari leaned over Sarah so she could look her in the eyes. Softly, but projecting all their love for her, she said. "You are our Sarah, our heart mate, our love, we are one now and forever."

That sent Sarah's mind blazing in a magnificent orgasm. All of her senses overexcited, all of her nerves overstimulated, she would have gone into shock if not for the nova of love she felt absorbing her, anchoring her to itself. "YEEESSS!!!! I'M YOURS! TAKE MEEEEEE!!!!" With a grin, Ari put the tip of her finger to Sarah's chin and barely touched it. Immediately, reflexively, without conscious thought, her body arched to the extreme of her tendons. Jules came up from Sarah's breasts and clamped her jaws to the offered throat and growled, applying definite if gentle pressure for a second until Sarah unconsciously whined her total and absolute submission to her pack.

The two/one women/woman looked at each other and grinned before resuming making love to their heart mate, keeping her both physically and psychically at the peak of stimulation. They/she had decided that this would be a wedding bedding to be remembered, if only by the three of them.

Jules went back to Sarah's chest where she left her loving mark from neck to abdomen. She licked and kissed each, healing any minor trauma her bite may have caused. Then she went back to the heaving breasts, kneading the soft but firm flesh as her mouth made love to the nipples with lips, tongue and teeth.

Ari had gone between Sarah's legs. She licked and bit her way down one then back up the other. Stimulating every nerve along the way with her hands and her mouth, stopping for a moment at every nerve bundle and applying Sarah's own version of reflexology to her feet as she sensuously sucked one toe after the other in her wet mouth.

When she arrived back at Sarah's vulva, she was not surprised to see her vaginal opening gaping and a steady flow of cream leaking from it. She kissed the blood engorged lips as she had the others a moment earlier. Her tongue invaded the heated orifice and lapped greedily at the sweet ambrosia. When her tongue reached lower to follow the trail on the flowing love liquid, Sarah lifted her legs instinctively, tilting her hips to give Ari better access to all of her body. She licked the sensitive area between both gaping holes as Sarah had already willingly anticipated her caresses and offered a relaxed anus ready for penetration or whatever Ari wished to submit it to.

Sarah had played sex games with and fucked many partners in her life, but never had she truly made love before her wives had come to her that first evening. Now she experienced sexual love/pleasure of a much higher order of magnitude. They stimulated her body to unheard of extremes that should have burned her mind, but she could feel their careful care as they kept her bouncing from one orgasm to the next for what felt like forever. She was completely in their mental hands and she willingly submitted to their love, truly unafraid in their passionate yet tender care.

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"I am here, baby. I never left you. I love you."

"Oooohhhhh! Cat, darling. I was so afraid. I never left your side. I was so worried..."

Cat's tender kiss reassured her lover that she was truly there and that she would never leave her again.

"I know, baby. I know. You were the anchor that kept us from possibly losing ourselves."

"I love you so much, Cat. I was so afraid, but I was strong for you. I knew you would not leave me..."

Cat realized that Martine was going into reaction shock and that it was her turn to need an anchor. She pulled her on top of herself and hugged her fiercely as she kissed her passionately, projecting all of her love as she never had before.

When Martine relaxed, at first, she tentatively returned the embrace and kiss. Then, the love penetrated the shields she had kept tightly locked down for days lest she cause damage to what they thought was a fragile equilibrium. Wonderingly, she slowly relaxed the mental tension and opened herself to her lover. She felt Cat's deep love and with a cry of joy, she opened herself totally as when they made love.

'AAAAAAHHHHH!!!! TOO MUCH!!!!! IT HURTS!!!'

Instantly, she felt a massive force clamp down around her, protecting her from further harm, soothing her bruised mind, loving her unconditionally. As she cried in reaction, she felt like she could almost hear a gentle, loving, motherly voice softly cuddling her mind. "We apologize, little one. You opened yourself too fast. We should have anticipated this. We will shield you from our loving our other wife. One of us will explain. Be at ease, we love you."

Lifting her head to look at her lover through tear filled eyes, she began. "What? Cat? Did you talk to me? I don't understand."

"Baby, I told you that you were our anchor here. We had to hang on to you tightly when we were here. That made you more sensitive to us."

"But I could hear you!" She was on the verge of hysteria, but the strange force asserted itself gently, wrapping her in a loving blanket of reassurance. Calmer now, she asked. "What was that about 'us' and the 'other wife'? Or should I ask?"

Softly laughing, Cat tried to explain without scaring Martine. "Where should I start? Do you remember when you first came to us? I don't know how long ago, we kind of lost track of time out there on the island. No, scratch that, we will explain in detail later. But do you remember that moment?"

"Yes, you were all in pain and you all jumped on me and said you loved me."

"Well, that's because I got caught in between my love for you and our love for each other."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

"No, my love for you and the love between Jules, Ari and I. Don't go tense on me, baby. We had gone through something absolutely incredible and unexpected and I was torn because I loved you so much and it caused me pain to tear myself away from the bond we had formed. When you arrived, we reacted as the single entity we had become and we attached ourselves to you because I love you. The problem came from the missing part: Sarah. One part of the link was deeply attached to you, but the other part was missing your counterpart."

"You're not making much sense, darling."

"I know. I'm making it too complicated, I think. I've gotten too used to total communication and I need to get used to words again. Let me try another way. Jules, Ari and I had sex and it was wonderful. First because they just love sex, but also because we discovered by accident that they are just as powerful empaths as I am, if not more. Let me finish, please, baby. So, first they had sex together and I got pulled in on the periphery of it and it was incredible, then they playfully decided to show me the real thing. That's when things got a little weird. I could feel them communicating almost at the same level as my own perceptions and projections. You know, like perfect twins. Then, when we came together, we really came together. We linked so intensely it blew us to my island. I know, it's impossible, but it happened all the same. We came back because Sarah called us and Jules thought of a 'ritual' to make the transfer. Unfortunately, when we came back, we were still linked deeply. That's the 'us' part, in a very simplified way."

"It's a stretch, but I think I can understand it. We'll talk later about this having sex with strange women when I'm not there."

Cat laughed uproariously. "Baby, you have no idea how we will talk about it. You'll love it, I promise."

Martine knew her girlfriend's often twisted sense of humor. She frowned, but kept her mouth shut for the moment which gave Cat a chance to continue her explanation.

"So we were just pulling ourselves apart when the conflict with my deep love for you hit us. I loved you intensely and all would have been fine if your counterpart for them had entered the equation to balance the whole thing, but Sarah went in 'doctor' mode because she was so worried for us. So, her first thought, we guess, was to call you thinking that our training together would snap me out of it, whatever what 'it' was. The opposite happened. We all fixated on the powerful emotion of my love for you and, without the counter-balancing their love for Sarah, it caused us to temporarily lose our individuality in the mesh."

"And I love you too, darling, but what's that got to do with the 'other wife' thing?"

"I know you love me and you know I love you, but let me give you a small taste of how much we love you. Do you trust me, baby?"

"Of course, I trust you darling. Do you have to ask?"

"Yes, I do. I need you to trust me with all your heart. To know that I love you and that I would never do anything to hurt you. Please, baby, it's important."

Martine thought about Cat's words for a moment, weighing their implications. "Yes, darling. I love you and I trust you with all my heart. If there have ever been any doubts in my heart, they were burned off irrevocably these last few days. You can't scare me and you won't get rid of me. No way! No how!" She said fiercely.

"That's my baby. Tough as nails, as ever. We have no intention to scare you or get rid of you. Quite the opposite, you see. We have found that we love you just as much as I do. Remember, if you want to talk to us while you are in the mesh, all you have to do is 'think' to us."

Before Martine had time to make sense of the words, she felt the strange force assert itself on her mind. Some small part of her knew she should be afraid, but it was gently absorbed in a soft blanket of love.

"We love you Martine. We have loved you for a long time and we love you now more than ever because we have seen all that you have done for us in our time of crisis. One of us will show you just how much we love you."