The Apple... Ch. 15

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Chapter 15

"Hum... Us?... Cat?... Can you hear me?"

"Yes we can, little one."

"I have some questions. Can we talk?"

"We think we have better communicate outside the mesh. We can feel your confusion and we fear some on it rises from our mode of communication when linked. We will come back to it later if you wish."

"Are you with me, baby?"

"Oh, Cat! Why did we wait so long? I loved you from the first time I saw you in class with Sarah." Martine wailed as she lunged in Cat's arms.

"I know, baby, I know. I did too and I could tell you did, but you know why I had to wait for you to discover it for yourself."

"Yes, I do and I'm going to kill Sarah with a blunt spoon."

"Hum, missy, I'm right here. You know it wasn't easy for us either. And Cat didn't have you to help her either. We had to find the most isolated place we could in the city for her so she had a place to let herself go and cry."

"Sarah, you're okay! I was getting worried for you and then Cat sent me in there and they showed me these memories."

"I was all right all along. My wives took their sweet time showing just how much they loved me."

"Yes, we did..." Jules said.

"Because we missed you so..." Ari continued.

"We had a lot of time..."

"To make up for. We will have..."

"To try and figure the time factor..."

"Between the island and here."

"That won't be an easy one. Do you think you two will be able to separate?"

"We are working..."

"On it. It's not easy..."

"Because we were already..."

"Bonded before this..."

"Happened."

They heard low moans coming from the foot of the bed.

"Blessed Mother, I forgot about them." Sarah shouted as she jumped off the bed. "Martine, I need help. You can feel sorry for yourself later."

"I have nurse training too, Sarah." Ari said.

"And I can help too." Jules chimed in. "Cat taught us other tricks than the naughty ones."

"Yes, I did. And if they aren't sure, we can link and they can ask." Cat finished.

"Even if you're not touching?" Sarah asked, her scientific curiosity peaked.

"Later boss, these four may be in shock. You three... Us... They need you right now. Cat, you're the best therapist we have and you have the most experience. I suggest you all link up. It's our best bet. Can you pull on Ari's trauma nurse experience?"

"Yes, baby, we can. What one knows, all know when we are linked."

"Then get to it. Sarah and I will go see how the others are faring downstairs... And if she doesn't come back up here, well, those stairs can be slippery. Ouch! Boss, haven't you has enough fun with your wives?"

"No, but that another subject. I had to assert my authority."

"By tweaking my nipple?"

"Whatever works. They teach that in administrator school. Ask Karen, she did it to me often enough."

The rest of the banter was lost as they ran down the corridor to the stairs.

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"Blessed Mother, it reached all the way here, but not as bad. Go back to the first floor and call them will need at least..."

"It... Us... Whatever, they know. One of them was on the way before we arrived."

Sarah turned to Martine, shocked. "You can talk to them?"

"Yes and no, boss. Later. These women need our help."

The six women were in various states of undress, from naked to shredded clothed barely hanging from bodies. Most were conscious, but two were slumped in each other's arms with blank eyes and drool dripping from their mouths.

"Sarah, run to the laundry room and get as many blankets as you can. We have to keep them from going in shock or we're really in trouble."

"We will help." Jules said as she raced down the last set of stairs. "We examined them and we will be able to help. As the little one said, we have to keep them warm and herd them upstairs. This place should have an elevator."

"I'll mention it to the owner. For now see what you can do for these two, they look the worst off."

"We already are. Have, our Sarah. Please get the blankets."

"But you didn't..."

"THE BLANKETS, BOSS!"

"Yes. Yes. I'm going."

"Can you help the others?"

"Yes, little one. We are blanketing their hurt, but we will need to help them together with the other ones. It is the same trauma and it needs to be addressed all at once."

"Can't you do it here? Why do they have to be upstairs?"

"They were linked when we were carried away when our Sarah came back to us. We expected it and we shielded ourselves, but our merge with our wife was so strong some of our love leaked. One of us says these people love our Sarah very much too and they must be together with her, touching her to get the best results."

"If these are in such bad shape, what about the people in the guest house and the caretaker and his wife? I have to go check on them."

"We have looked. The leak did not reach so strongly in those places. They only got a jolt of love for their fellow human beings. As we said, we shielded all erotic emotions. The love was stronger than anticipated and a little leaked."

"That was a little leak? Why wasn't I blasted? I was inches from you three."

"We told you, remember? We shielded you very tightly. One of us is very much in love with you and has been for a long time. So we love you and we hope you will love us. And we were with you all the time before our Sarah came back to us."

"I heard that. I'm sorry. I did what I knew best. You're sort of a new entity. We'll have so much to learn from you."

"We know. One of us guided us and we have begun to evaluate ourselves."

"Can the academic discussion wait for later, help me you two... four eggheads."

"Interesting management style, our Sarah. One of us says that your people are much like us. You function together much like we do. What one knows, all know."

"It's called teamwork, Jules. Okay, they're covered, but how will we... Hey, they're waking up."

"No, our Sarah, we are helping them. They are dreaming. We will guide them up the stairs. The more hale ones will support the weaker ones. You and the little one need to be behind so none fall back. We will go before and they will follow."

"You heard the woman... women... Here we go."

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The large mattress had been pulled to the floor and the blankets set on the thick carpet around it so the ten women could lie down around Sarah and touch her.

"I can understand why they have to touch me, but this is ridiculous."

"Why? I know you and Karen have loved each other for years and these two love you a lot. Heck, if Stéphanie had discovered this side of her before, she would have jumped your bones a long time ago. As for Anne, it wouldn't be fair to her if her girlfriend had all the fun."

"Cat, I always knew you had a twisted sense of humor, but I never knew you had such a mean streak."

"Mean, moi?" Cat replied with an innocent expression. "Whatever do you mean?"

Ari, Jules and Martine were supporting each other so they wouldn't fall over, they were laughing so hard.

"Hey! I felt Karen move."

"I'm not surprised. They are not in a coma, only in a loop of love for you. Maybe we should let her continue dreaming."

"Cat, I may be your wife in a weird way, but I can still take you across my knees and spank that beautiful ass of yours."

"You three still haven't explained this 'our wives' thing to me."

"We will, baby. You'll get a kick out of it. For now, we have to break these women out of their loop... We thought that it should be Ari because you have been so very close to her for so long, Sarah, but I pulled the short straw because they all have worked with me one way or another from the beginning since I was the first of your team, being the subject of your Doctorate research, which started us down the road here."

Weary of her wicked grin, Sarah asked. "What do you mean you pulled the short straw?"

"I won the privilege to be the trigger and the physical link between us and them through you, that's all."

"Ah, if that's all... Hey, what physical lmmmmpphhhhh."

Cat had lowered her wet sex on Sarah's mouth. She reached to Martine. "Come here baby, kneel in front of me and kiss me."

"Will that help?"

"No, but I love you. Isn't that enough?"

"Yes, darling. More than enough."

Ari and Jules, holding hands, stood behind Martine and each put a hand on one of her shoulders. Before them, Sarah was lying on her back, Karen had her face on her by now leaking vulva, Stéphanie and Anne each had her hands placed on a breast and her mouth on a hard nipple. The other women were arranged so they each had a hand on her body.

Sarah, aware that she was the nexus which the three empaths would use to project whatever healing they did, was still worried for her team. These women had been picked out personally by her for their empathy. For some it was a real talent at one level or another, for other the expression of a caring heart, but she was ultimately responsible for bringing them to these straits. She hoped with all her heart they would come out of it undamaged. The empaths were confident, but she still worried. It was her nature.

Sarah enjoyed Cat's taste on her tongue. She always had, but she wondered what she had meant by 'trigger'. If that girl brought her twisted sense of humor to mix with Jules imagination when it came to inventing 'naughty games' and Ari's new found enthusiasm for sex, things could get interesting.

She felt Cat shudder and a rush of love cream flowed to her mouth. It was immediately followed by the now familiar intense feeling of love from her wives. She opened herself to it, welcoming it as the nourishment her soul craved and sought. Her last conscious thought was that they were again working their magic on her body. One of them was sucking and gently biting her clitoris as she thrust however many fingers in her vagina and the other was kneading her breasts roughly and sucking, nibbling and biting both of her nipples.

"Now that we have broken the loop, we will pull out and let them reconnect in a natural way. We will ask our Sarah to keep the team here for a few days so we can observe them and see what effect the experience may have had on them.

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When Sarah came to, Catherine was still rubbing her leaking sex on her face, but it tasted... different. One of her wives was still using her mouth on her inflamed vulva... but she was softer, gentler. The other was still using her hands and mouth on both of her breasts... Both? She gradually became aware that her wrists were gripped so her fingers were used to fuck two hot and very wet vaginas, so were her ankles and her toes similarly used. In fact all of her body was kissed, licked, laved, nibbled and bit.

'Mother! What's happening?' A bewildered Sarah wondered as the pleasurable assault was rapidly threatening to engulf her in a major orgasm.

The mouth that was nibbling on her ear pulled back a little and its soft breath cooled the saliva it left behind. A soft, loving voice said. "I told you they love you, didn't I? Now they learned in a most intimate way how much you love them. Enjoy, darling!"

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"So, girls, do you think we should wait for Sarah to finish 'asserting her authority' so we can marry our other wife?" Cat asked.

"It's up to..." Jules began.

"You. We would prefer..." Ari continued.

"If she was with us, but..."

"She is your Martine..."

"After all, so it's your..."

"Call. Our Sarah can join..."

"The honeymoon later."

"Hey, ya'all! I'm here. I can hear you. And don't I get a say in this?" Martine said indignant. At least, she affected being indignant, but the earlier 'dreams' had softened her position somewhat.

"Sorry, baby. We still have to learn to communicate outside the link. We have to re-wire some mental processes, if you will. Remember that for us, it's been quite a long time and we've gotten in the habit of being alone and communicating our way."

"Speaking of that, I have some questions. First, why can I 'speak' to you and 'hear' you through your link and not Sarah?"

"As far as we can tell, each time we came back, we called to Sarah. But in our conscious moments, we were still caught in the initial conflict and we did it though you which is why we couldn't reach her."

"What do you mean 'conscious moments'?"

"Because most, and I really mean most of our time was spent on the island in my subconscious. You should see how the girls have remodeled it. Ari should have been an engineer and Jules has a delirious imagination."

"Once Cat explained more fully the..."

"Parameters of the island and..."

"Its reason for existence..."

"We had some fun."

"Fun? Yes, I would say we had fun. Ari wanted to build a medieval castle and Jules an Arabian night palace. We settled for a dream mansion Jules had seen in a magazine. We built it on the beach."

"Can I visit?"

"We aren't sure, baby, but since we've had such a close rapport for years, it may be possible. That's just one of the many things we have to study."

"Also when you showed me those dream/memories why was everything so stilted. Neither of us speak like that?"

"You have to remember that we aren't telepaths or anything of the kind. When we are meshed, we communicate in concepts because we are essentially one mind, so there is no imprecision possible and no lag. That's why we said that what one knows, all know. When one needs to know something, all of our memories are tapped as one memory. Since we were linked to you and inadvertently called through you for Sarah, it seems as if we have opened a channel we can use to send emotions in a more precise way to you. You know I can only project emotions and they're diffuse at best. Well, we can project focused emotions to you regarding some memories we share. That's why I was in every memory you 'felt/saw', or it was closely focused on us as a couple. You could say we stimulated some memories with our common emotions."

"That doesn't explain the stilted language."

"We did not send precise thoughts or any thought at all. We only brought selected memories forward. You supplied the language and details for yourself as you interpreted them."

"But I don't speak like that."

"I honestly don't know what you're talking about because we couldn't 'hear' you. We could only direct the memories/emotions and go by your emotional reactions. You provided the details yourself. We suspect that the inconsistencies such as the different language were due to your lack of familiarity with the form of communication. Maybe it will improve in time."

"One other thing, why does the over-mind keep calling me 'little one'?"

The three women looked at each other for a moment and laughed.

"It's a sort of inside joke, baby. When we were linked with you, you tried to reassure us, but we perceived it as what could best be kindly termed as 'baby talk' and when you 'speak' to us, it's the same. Ouch. That was uncalled for."

"You may be this big shot super empath now, but you're still my Cat and you don't get to tell me I talk 'baby talk'."

"Yes, I'm your Cat and you're my Martine. Does the form seem familiar?"

Martine frowned. 'This sounds important to her, but what can she mean? She knows she's my...' Her eyebrows shot up. "It's how Jules, Ari and Sarah talk about each other."

"Yes it is, baby. They have explained how their special family works to me and we would like for you to join it."

"What do you mean, join it. We are a couple. Sure, we play with a few others, such as Sarah, but always together because you are afraid to hurt them if I wasn't around to remind you not to project. Then we always went back to our own bed, just the two of us. Look where it got you to have sex with strange women behind my back."

"Sarah was there and these two were already bonded so tightly that any 'leak' from me couldn't hurt them or attach them to me. What happened did because I love you so much. Now I am irrevocably linked to them, bonded you might say, and we ask you to join our family. If you don't want to, we will understand. You and I will still be a couple and I won't love you any less. I don't think I could. But we would all be sad that we could not be a family as they love you just as much as I do because of our shared memories and of what you did for us."

"I understand, darling. I felt it each time you 'spoke' to me. I thought it was coming from you only." She turned to Jules and Ari. "Do you really feel so strongly toward me?"

"Yes, Martine. It's like..."

"We have loved you for many..."

"Years. Since you first met..."

"Cat. If you do not want to..."

"Join us, we understand and Cat..."

"Will be your only mate, but..."

"You will have to accept our bond."

"Also, you will have to remember that they will be silent participants in the part of my life that is with you."

"You mean that they will be making love with us all the time because they will be in your mind?"

"No, baby, when we separate, there is only a faint echo in our minds of our link, but each time we will mesh, it will be as if they had been with me all along because of our shared memories. That's why they love you and why I love Sarah so deeply."

'That's certainly food for thought.' Martine thought. "The sequence of memories you showed to me, was there a purpose to it?"

"Yes, baby. We wanted to remind you how you grew as a person over these first years. How you came to accept that you could be such a close friend with a person for the first time in your life, and that person a woman you had thought was so remote from you that you couldn't possibly have anything in common with her. Then, before you came to accept that friendship, how you felt so bad when you thought you had hurt my feelings. That's when you slapped me on the ass, if you remember. All the way to the day I told you I was a lesbian."

A blushing Martine replied. "It did take me a long time, didn't it? I guess I hadn't realized I was such a loner even if I had had relationships with boys, then men. I have tried very hard to forget the slap incident because I felt so bad afterwards."

"But the very next day, you brought me a solution. Not everybody would have done that. You were, and still are, a caring person always trying to find a way to help others. Sarah and Karen saw that in you and that's why we kept pushing you to realize your potential in the following years. In fact, I was feeling so bad at seeing you so miserable, I asked Karen for her help. She's the one who suggested what to do. She laughed so hard when I told her about how you had slapped my ass and your reaction to my comment about my teats and the potential for black eyes that I had to tweak her nipple hard a few times to snap her out of it. By the end of that first week, I had one of those sports brassieres and it took me three weeks of hard training to be able to match your running pace so I could smack your ass. That last part was her idea."

"I will have to thank her properly then." Martine replied with a smirk. "I suppose the next sequence was to be the next day."

"Yes, baby. It was the best day of my life and the blossoming of our love, even if it began on a sour note."

"I know. I feel the same, darling. I often think of it when we lie in bed, cuddled."

"Would you like to finish this journey and then we will ask you again, for the last time if that's you want?"

"I'd like that very much since you enhance the memory and make it so vivid, it's like I'm living it the first time."

"Then let's make us comfortable with what's left of the bed."

"And I'll show you 'baby talk'." Martine was heard to grumble under her breath. The three women looked at each other and grinned, but didn't comment to spare the feelings of their Martine.

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Martine is laying on the couch, her head on the folded blanket. She has barely moved from her position in close to twenty four hours.