Collette looked at me, her eyes glowing with need.  She pushed against my shoulders, sending me sprawling onto the sunken waterbed.  The bed shook as the water reacted violently to the intrusion of my body onto its calm surface.  Collette stood above me looking down at my prone form, "turn over."

    Her voice was raspy and thick, the words spilling slowly from her mouth.  "Very nice," she breathed as I rotated my naked body to lie face down on the bed.  The satin sheets were cool on my body.  "Don't move," she exhaled the words passionately.  "I'll be right back."

    I wondered briefly why she was speaking, why she was not thinking her words to me.  I waited for an answer, knowing that she had heard my ponderings in her mind, but none came.  She did not want to answer and so she would not.  I shut my eyes and waited for Collette to return to my side.   

    I felt her presence as she returned to my side, "I need to fuck you," she hissed with in that same raspy voice.

    The bed shook as she climbed onto it.  I waited with clenched teeth as I felt her climb between my parted legs.  From behind me she gasped, "this is a double ended dildo," she explained throatily.  "Half of it is in my pussy and it will pleasure me as I fuck you with the other end."

    The dildo ran along my ass and with a strong lunge Collette pushed the cock into my ass.  I sucked air in through my clenched teeth at the violation, gasping in a mixture of pain and fullness.  The cock spread my ass and I could feel my pulse press against the sides of the artificial penis.  From above me I heard her speak again, "I am going to fuck you hard.  Are you ready?"

    Tentatively I whimpered, "yes."

    She said nothing; she simply began fucking me furiously.  Her thighs slammed against mine as she pulled the cock from my ass, only to spear it back in.  I was gasping at the onslaught as the bed shook under the motion of Collette pounding into me with her cock.  I heard her breathing above me grow into grunts of exertion as she continued thrusting the cock into my ass.

    Collette stopped, holding the dildo fully planted into my ass.  I could feel the artificial balls of the fake cock resting against my thighs.  Her breathing was coming fast, shallow gasps of pleasure escaping her full lips.  When the bed settled into a gentle rocking Collette began rotating her hips in large circles, stretching my ass.

    I gasped in pain as she stretched my ass with the monstrous rubber phallus.

    "Yes," she breathed throatily, "that is a wonderful sound. Groan for me."

    I obeyed, but not by choice.  The monstrous cock in my ass was stretching me and with Collette rotating her hips I could only kneel there and accept the painful stretching of my ass.  I gasped as the cock filled me and the sound spurred Collette's hips into ever larger circles.  It was a painful cycle; a moan a bigger circle followed by another moan.  

    Collette stopped rotating her hips and began fucking me with the fury of a hurricane.  Her hips were a blur as she pulled the cock from my ass and slammed it back in, her thighs slapping noisily against mine.  She fucked me hard and her breathing escalated as the cock planted within the silken folds of her pussy sent wave after wave of pleasure through her body.

    My groans mingled with her gasps of pleasure as she continued fucking me with fervor.  Her fingers trailed down my back, drawing blood.  Her hips paused as she came loudly, screaming into the air in orgasmic bliss.  Her hands gripped my shoulders as her pleasure crested and waned.  Her body, tingling in bliss, begged for more and once again she began fucking me.  

    She started slowly this time, easing the cock from my ass and just as gently slipping it back in.  Her body was taut with excited pleasure and she was drawing out the feelings of bliss in her body by just languidly fucking me.  She pulled the cock from my ass and as she did her wet sex tightened on the shaft buried within.  It was a stark contrast to the ravishment I had just endured and I gasped in relief.

    "Don't get too comfortable," she breathed, passion dripping in her words, "I am just getting warmed up."

    With those words she began speeding up the pace of the driving cock.  From the slow, almost teasing pace she escalated the speed until once again the cock was flying from my ass and pounding into me again with fury.  Faster and faster her cock pounded into me until once again I was gasping at the ravishment.  Despite the pain I was feeling and the sense of fullness I found myself rocking back to meet her thrusts.  

    "What a slut," she hissed, pushing her cock into me again.

    I only moaned in agreement.

    Collette continued ravishing my ass until once again orgasmic bliss washed over her body.  She screamed in delight as her body tensed in pleasure.  Her hands trailed down my body, drawing blood.  When her body relaxed Collette pulled her cock from my ass.  Kneeling above me she bent forward and lapped at the blood that oozed slowly from my back.

    A lick, chills racing down my spine.  Another, and I shake.

    Collette climbed from the bed and unstrapped the artificial penis from her hips.   Very nice, she thought to me, forgoing the verbal words and reverting to the power of her mind.  I enjoyed that immensely.

    I rolled onto my back and looked up at her beauty.  My cock was throbbing as she thought to me, and I see you enjoyed it to.  

    Yes, I admitted.

    Show me how much you enjoyed it, her thoughts purred in my mind; her passion evident behind my eyes.

    My hand drifted to my cock and I began masturbating as Collette stood above me.  My fist massaged my cock quickly, sliding up and down in a blur of action.  My hips lifted off of the bed and the bed rocked under the motions of my hips.  I felt my body climb the rock face of pleasure, climbing higher towards the brink of orgasmic release.

    I felt my body tense as my cock twitched.  Just when I felt that I would spill my seed I felt and odd presence on my cock.  No, Collette's thoughts drifted into my mind, you will not come yet.  Don't stop, keep stroking yourself.  I will let you come when I am ready.

    I groaned in denied release.  My hand was furiously stoking my cock and I felt my sperm threatening to leap from my cock.  My pleasure climbed higher, until the rock face of bliss I had been climbing was nothing more than a speck from the clouds I shuddered in.   Please, I thought to her, my hand obeying her command to continue masturbating, please let me come.

    Not yet, she thought to me, smiling at the tense look on my face.

    I groaned loudly at her command, yet still my hand stroked my cock.  I gasped and thrust in need, my fist masturbating my cock in a fury of activity.  Up and down my fist pumped my cock, my need growing higher and higher.  My pleasure climbed towards the heavens as Collette kept her mind focused on my cock, denying my release.

    "Please," I whimpered, sounding wounded.

    That was what I was waiting for, she thought to me.  Immediately her mind left my cock and I ejaculated.  My sperm spilled from my cock, rising into the air and falling heavily onto my chest.  I groaned in orgasmic bliss, the minutes of denial escalating the pleasure of my orgasm.  My hips bucked, the bed shook, and finally my arms fell limply to my sides.

    I enjoyed that, Collette thought to me.

    I smiled at her happiness.

    Now, she thought to me, clean it up.  

    I knew what she desired and as she stood above me watching I ran my fingers over my chest, coating them with the thick seed.  I opened my mouth and with Collette looking on with passion-filled eyes I placed my semen coated fingers into my mouth.  I sucked the sperm from my fingers and immediately slid them over my chest to coat them again. 

    Again I sucked my fingers clean.  I continued cleaning my spent semen from my body with my fingers as Collette looked on.  When my chest was clean I rolled over onto my hands and knees and lapped at my sperm that had landed on the bed.  I cleaned the satin sheets with my tongue, leaving just a small wet spot behind.  

    Wonderful, she thought to me.  I enjoyed that immensely.  Thank you.

    Again I smiled at her, you are welcome.

    Collette motioned her towards me and immediately I climbed out of the bed.  She took my hand and thought to me, it is time for your final test.

    I nodded, unsure of what the final test would be.  I was confident that Collette would not put me through something that she did not think I could pass.  I had jumped off of the castle as one of her tests and had passed when I safely rose back to the balcony.  It was one of many tests that I had passed.  The word that shook me was final.  This was it, the last test she would give me prior to our confrontation with Friar Essex.

    I swallowed, and the last test before her death.

    I had not braced myself for that inevitability; the fact that I would have to take her life when we finally dispatched Friar Essex was not what I was looking forward to.  I took that as my final test; not whatever it was that Collette was leading me to.  Pulling my hand she once again led me to the roof of the castle.  

    Are you ready, she thought to me?

    I nodded mutely.

    I want you to revert time, she thought to me, like I have done for you.  You will have to concentrate and it will be hard, but you will find it a useful skill.  Revert time until we are once again in the bedroom with you lying underneath me as you are masturbating.  Ready? she asked me again.

    I'll try, I thought to her with a wan smile.

    She looked at me with shining eyes full of hope and expectations.  I know you can do it, she thought to me.  Trust me.

    I do, I thought to her and she knew that I did indeed trust her.   

    I looked at her and my eyes glazed over.  I concentrated, my face contorting as my mind reached out to envelope the world.  I willed time to obey me, to revert backwards to an earlier time.  Slowly the world reversed itself.  I looked to see where we were in time and watched dumbfounded as I looked on at Collette and I climbing the stairs towards the roof.

    More, I realized as I once again attempted to revert time.  It was easier to get back into the mystery of time and force its compliance with my will, having never released its tenuous grip.  I continued to concentrate until once again time reverted.  With my eyes open I concentrated and then tested our position in time again.  We were just leaving the bedroom.

    One last time and I returned time to its natural flowing river of eternity.  I stopped concentrating and immediately disappeared, only to reappear into myself.  I knew what I had done; knew that I had controlled time and that knowledge did not leave me.  It worked, I thought to Collette standing above me.

    I knew you could do it.  It is a valuable skill that will come in handy.

    If I had know how prophetic she was being I might have questioned her further.  Instead I thanked her for the valuable lesson.   I passed, I thought simply.

    Yes.  She was smiling, you have done well.

    I looked at her with my head cocked, she was an amazing woman and I wondered how difficult it would be for me to take her life.  Could I do it? I wondered.

    You promised, she thought to me.

    Of course I did and I knew as I had known the day I had sought her out on the beach, standing before her castle, that I would not deny her.  Yes, I agree, I will obey you.  As always.

    I know, she thought to me.  

    How do you know, I thought back quizzically, I thought you could not see the outcome, how do you know that I will kill you?

    I can not see my future.  I know now that is because I have none.  Understand?

    I did and thought as much, yes.

    Now, she thought to me, taking my hand, come with me.  It is time to celebrate.

    And in our minds we heard Keith scream.

    Collette stopped short and turned her head to face the distant town.  I stopped as well and reached out with my mind to find what was happening.  My mind raced towards the town; my conscious flying over the beach and racing through rolling hills until for the first time I actually saw the town with my own mind.  

    The church was in the center of town, as if it was the focal point for the souls of the town.  In a way, I decided, it was.  The church was the home of Friar Essex and he was the focal point for the upcoming confrontation.  I allowed my mind into the church and all I saw were two points of light hiding in the rafters.  It was the two remaining ladybug spies, revealing themselves to me, as if they knew I was there.

    My mind left the church and I flew my consciousness towards the east, racing into house after house, looking for the sound of Keith's scream.  The sound still echoed in my mind, it was a desolate sound of pain and loathing mixed with a plea for mercy.  It had sounded almost as if Keith had been a child screaming for help, the voice in my mind sounding small.

    I found him, Collette thought to me.

    I followed the directions she fed to me in my thoughts.  I entered a small house on the south side of the city, my mind looking around quickly, absorbing everything I could see.  The house was small, with only two rooms separated by a wall and a half-opened door.  Inside the house my mind looked around.

    I could see Collette standing there like an apparition, her thoughts visible to me.  She stood opposite me and stared wide-eyed at the body of Keith lying lifeless on the floor of the sparsely decorated room.  His body was lying face up next to a small table with two chairs, one of which had toppled over and was on its side.  

    Keith's face was white and I could see two small puncture marks; his body had been totally drained of blood.  Friar Essex had killed him, had taken his life to sate his vampiric needs.  Collette had taught me that you need not kill a mortal to feed off of them and that is was better to let them live.  Friar Essex killed when he fed, savoring the pain and suffering as well as the life-sustaining ichor.

    What are we going to do? I thought to the wavering form of Collette as she stood in the room with me, looking at Keith's dead body.

    I need to find out what happened.  She exhaled and whispered, "stand up, Keith.  Stand up and tell me what happened."  She seemed to exert her will onto Keith's corpse and I stepped back as Keith's body sat up.  

    Keith turned his head to look at Collette, "I'm sorry.  I didn't have time to contact you.  Please forgive me."

    "Don't fret, Keith," Collette said shaking her head, "just tell me what happened. Okay?"

    Keith seemed to draw a breath into his lifeless lungs.  "Friar Essex came to my door, introducing himself as the town's new priest.  I knew already what he was but did not want to reveal my knowledge so I invited him into my home."

    I knew that a vampire had to be invited into a mortal's home as a mortal needed to freely cross into a vampires abode.  It was the first lesson Collette had taught me as we stood outside her castle in the warm sand.  Did he know that? I thought to Collette.

    She ignored my question, concentrating instead on maintaining Keith's body mobile and his mind active.  "Continue, please, Keith."

    "He came into my home and said a word that I had barely heard."

    "What did he say?"

    "Freeze.  I found myself unable to move and unable to speak.  I could only stand there immobile as he circled my body, slowly walking around me.  He spoke to me with a tone colder than the oldest grave.  His voice was full of gravel, it was as if he was newly entombed and the earth was spilling from his mouth.  He walked around me and my blood  ran cold when he asked me, 'did you think you could hide from me, Keith?'"

    I stood looking at Keith's dead body reliving his confrontation with Friar Essex.  I knew how it ended, of course, with Keith's body lying lifeless on the ground.  I swallowed heavily as I waited for him to continue.

    "I was floored, he knew my name and he knew that I was hiding from him. Not physically, of course, but my status as a hindrance to his activities.  I couldn't move and I couldn't speak but this did not stop him from ripping the answers he wanted from my mind.  I tried to fight him; tried to deny his allegations, but he knew I was lying.

    "'No,' he had said to me, 'don't deny what I know to be true.  I can read your treachery in your blood.  And it is with your blood that you shall pay.'  At that point he stepped towards me and sank his teeth into my throat.  As I struggled with impotent protestations I found myself growing weaker.  He was sucking my blood from me, drinking from my body until my color faded and my muscles grew weak.  

    "He continued to suck my blood and when he could tell that I could not fight him physically he released my body with his mind.  I screamed then and when my life faded he disappeared into a gentle mist.  I was powerless to stop him.  I don't know how he knew that I was working against him. Somebody had to have told him.  I don't know who but I bet they are in trouble.

    "Forgive me, mistress," he finished.  His body just sat there, unmoving as a single tear fell from his eye.  "Forgive me."

    "Rest, Keith," Collette said and his body collapsed into a heap.  Collette stared at Keith's body and immediately his remains burst into flames.  His body burned until only ash remained.  "Rest for eternity."

    Collette turned to face me and her thoughts drifted into my mind.  I could read her sadness; the confrontation with Friar Essex had just been pushed closer to its culmination, and we had lost a friend.  It is almost time.

    Yes, I agreed.  We need to contact Nathaniel and let him know about his grandson.  

    I know, Collette thought to me, he is in jeopardy.  I will not lose him too.  She shut her eyes and within moments I heard Nathaniel's thoughts in my mind, yes, mistress.

    Collette's words were there as well, meet us in your grandson's home, Nathaniel.  

    Right away and he left my mind.

    We waited in silence for Nathaniel to arrive at his grandson's home.  We stood there, side by side, lost in the thoughts of Keith's death and Friar Essex's victory.  He had won the first round, delivering a decisive blow to our cause.  It was a sad day and we did not want it to be any worse.

    The door opened and Nathaniel entered the small two room home.  "What a wonderful surprise," Nathaniel said.  "But I know that you would not be here if it were not important.  What has happened?"

    "Sit down, Nat," Collette said.

    Nathaniel's face fell as he sat in an empty chair, "what has happened?  Where's Keith?"

    He knew immediately by the look that crossed Collette's face that his grandson was dead.  "No!" he cried, burying his face in his hands.  "Please, God, no!"  He sobbed at the loss; sobbed in despair that his grandson had been taken from him.  "Wh...where is he?" Nathaniel croaked weakly.

    Collette crossed to Nathaniel and wrapped her soft arms around him.   "He has been interred to the earth, Nat.  His body is home."

    Nathaniel cried, his body shaking as the sobs ravaged his worn body.  Collette held him until the tears stopped and only denial remained, "did he suffer?"

    Yes, Collette thought to me, "no," she said, "he did not suffer at all."

    If Nathaniel knew she was lying, to his credit, he did not let on, "that's good."  And he cried some more, taking solace in Collette's warm embrace.  "What are we going to do?"

    "You are coming home with me," Collette said.  "We are not leaving you unprotected.  The fight is coming and coming soon.  Friar Essex is getting antsy; he is ready to attack.  The assault on Keith was just the first battle in the ensuing war.  Take my hand," Collette said, holding her hand to Nathaniel.

    Nathaniel intertwined his fingers with Collette's.  Come, she thought to me, let us fly home.  With those words Collette transformed into a mist with Nathaniel turning into a cloud as well. The mist filtered out the door and into the darkening sky.  Come, I heard Collette in my mind once again.

    I blinked and became a mist.  My training had gone well and now even this amazing feat was not beyond the abilities that Collette had taught me.  I raced out of the building and followed the mist that was Collette and Nathaniel back to her castle.  We rematerialized in the foyer, Collette standing next to Nathaniel and me standing opposite them.

    "Wow," Nathaniel said, shaking his head in amazement.  He was like I once was; amazed by each action that Collette took defying logic but spectacular none the less.  

    "You will be safe here," Collette said, "the fight will be in town."  To me, call Brian and have him make dinner for us.  We need to eat and then we need to feed.

    I acknowledged her command and contacted Brian with my mind.  Yes, I heard his reply.  I instructed him to make dinner and he indicated it would be ready in just over an hour.  Thank you, Brian, I thought to him and informed Collette what Brian had said.   

    Very good, Collette thought to me.  The three of us walked through the castle towards Nathaniel's bedroom.  The candles still flared to life at our approach and extinguished their life at our passage.  We walked past the master suite with its sunken bed and bath and turned left, deeper into the castle.  Nathaniel's room was the second on the left and as we entered he groaned.  

    He looked tired, the news of his grandson's death weighing heavily on him.  "Dinner will be ready in an hour, Nat," Collette said.  "You are welcome to join us, and I prefer that you do.  If you want, however, we can bring you something to eat here.  Okay?"

    Nathaniel dropped onto the bed, "I will eat with everyone," he said.  

    Collette smiled, "that is good, Nat.  Shall I send for you?"

    He shook his head, "no.  I'll be there."

    With that Collette led me from the room.  

    She escorted me back to the master bedroom.  I think we need to attack first, she thought to me.  He will not be expecting that.

    I nodded, I think you may be right.

    Tomorrow morning, with the sun rising in the east with the town fully awake we will attack.  We will bring the fight to him, all of us.  Nathaniel will be there to gather the aid of the town as you and I begin the assault.  Brian will help Nathaniel.  It will not be an easy battle, but I think that the surprise of our attack will help us.  

    I looked at her with a soft smile, it is time, I agreed.  I was surprised by the death of Keith and I realized then that if he would do that, knowing that Keith was being watched by you then he is not afraid of the battle and any edge we can come up with is a good thing.

    Yes.  We are agreed then?  

    Yes.

    She smiled at me, looking old.  I have not been looking forward to this, she thought to me.  It will not be easy.  

    I have faith in you, I replied.  You will prevail.

    Yes, she thought back, we will win.

    Her words sounded tired in my mind.  It was as if the weight of the past was finally catching up to her and resting on her shoulders.  She had know from the moment she had imprisoned Friar Essex in the stone cathedral all those years ago that he would return, driven by hatred, to confront her.  Had she known when I arrived that I would be able to assist her in the battle?  

    I doubted it. 

    The future of the battle was hazy at best with the fight looming over the horizon with the rising sun.  If she could not see the outcome with the confrontation less than a day away, how could she have been expected to see details of it a century ago?  No, I reasoned, the future was not yet written with this fight.  

    Come, she thought to me, sounding tired, it is time eat and feed.

    I followed her to the dining room.  Brian was still fixing the meal and informed us that it would still be at least another thirty minutes before dinner would be ready.  "Thank you, Brian," Collette said in acknowledgement.  

    "You're welcome, mistress," he replied.

    I watched Collette walk to the head of the table.  She turned to face me and smiled.  As I looked on Collette dropped her long, brown skirt to the floor and stood before me, naked from the waist down.  She turned around and sat on the table and spread her legs widely.  Come, she thought to me, eat me. 

    I could hear the passion in her thoughts.  I walked around the table and sat in her chair.  Her pussy was open to me and I smiled at her.  I pulled her chair closer to the table and sat with my face inches from her sex.  I leaned forward and pressed my face against her pussy, my tongue extended.

    Slowly I began to lick her pussy like a cat pulling water from a dish.  Short, teasing strokes with my tongue against her heated sex.  Up and down my head bobbed, my extended tongue sliding over her pussy.  She moaned above me as I slowly lapped at her pussy with my tongue.  

    Faster, she thought to me.

    I obeyed.  My head began to bob faster, my tongue sliding over her pussy slightly faster than I had started.  I licked her pussy, my tongue slipping between her moist folds.  I felt her pussy grip my tongue, her tightness pressing against my tongue.  I continued to lick her pussy, slipping my tongue into her body with growing firmness and rising speed.

    Harder, her next word drifted to me.

    I buried my face into her pussy, my tongue pressed deeply into her sex.  My tongue danced within the confines of her sex, darting with all the force I could muster.  Up, down, left, right, my tongue made large circles inside her pussy, driving her body higher towards the precipice of orgasmic pleasure.  

    I heard her moan above me as my tongue continued moving inside her body.  I held my tongue extended and began oscillating my jaw; massaging her gentle folds with my mouth.  Her moans grew louder as I continued pleasing her with my mouth and her fingers danced in my hair; her fingers entangling my hair.

    Brian emerged from the kitchen and said, "sorry.  Didn't mean to interrupt you."

    "You didn't interrupt, Brian," Collette breathed through clenched teeth.  "In fact, you are just in time."  Her words drifted to me, trade places with Brian.  

    I pulled my tongue from her pussy and my mouth from her sex. "Brian," I said, "here.  Your turn."

    Brian looked at me, "really?"

    "Yes," I nodded.  

    He looked pleased as I backed the chair away from the table.  Collette's pussy was wet and glistened in the soft candlelight.  I stood up and watched as Brian sat down.  He wore a huge smile as he pulled the chair closer to the table.  I watched as Brian bent forward and buried his face against Collette's pussy.  

    I turned around and walked into the huge kitchen.  With Brian pleasuring Collette, I would need to keep an eye on the meal that he had been preparing.  I crossed over to the stove and examined the contents of the two pots.  It looked like Brian was preparing a large meal; one of the pots contained boiling potatoes and the other had large ears of corn cooking.  

    I opened the oven and wondered briefly what the covered dish was.  I looked into Brian's mind and found that he had prepared a pork roast.  Shutting the stove door I turned around and reached my mind into Collette's.  

    Immediately I sensed her pleasure.  Her mind was awash with incoherent colors and sounds.  I could discern patterns in the swirl of colors that I could not place. Were the shapes glimpses of her past; old lovers and friends?  Or were they less meaningful?  Like the shapes of rabbits in the clouds that danced in the sky, meaningless shapes in random patterns.

    Smells drifted to me as her pleasure climbed.  I could smell roses in bloom and the ocean breeze intermingled with the random colors.  It was like a dream world that grew more and more vibrant as her pleasure climbed.  I felt her body tense and goose pimples raced down my own arms.  Her bliss shook my body. I had to grab a table to steady weak knees.

    Wow, I thought to her as the colors faded and the scents receded.

    Yes, she thought back.  It was wonderful.

    The door opened and Brian stepped into the kitchen.  "She asked for you."

    "Thank you, Brian," I said and turned back to the dining room.

    I walked in and looked at Collette lying on the table, her feet dangling towards the floor with her legs held wide.  Her fingers were caressing her pussy and her words that drifted to me as if in a hazy realm of pleasurable thoughts and mesmerizing dreams hinted at the passions still coursing through her body, more, she thought.

    I smiled at her from the threshold and walked towards her.  Gladly, I thought to her as I took the seat that Brian had just vacated.  I sat there and watched as she masturbated, two fingers pressing heavily onto her clit, running in small circles.  Eat me, her words drifted to my mind as her fingers pulled away from her sex.

    Her pussy was open to my gaze and dripping wet.  I bent forward and pressed my face against her pussy.  I ran my tongue over her pussy and jumped as an invisible hand gripped my hard cock.  The hand on my cock reacted to my tongue.  The faster I lapped at Collette's sex, the faster the hand on my cock stroked my erection.  I felt my pleasure climb as my tongue continued to lap at Collette's sex.

    As I licked I felt the hand stroke my cock and my own pleasure climbed higher.  As I lapped, the hand stroked and I realized that the hand on my shaft would make me come quickly.   

    Collette's words drifted to me, you had better go slow, she cautioned.  If you come before I do... her words drifted off.  I tried to read what she had in mind, but her thoughts were closed to my gaze.  More words came to me, are you sure you want to find out what will happen?  

    She was toying with me, taunting me with her words.  I can make it happen, she continued and immediately I felt a wet tongue dancing on the head of my cock.  

    I knew her and I knew that I did not want to find out what she had in mind for me.   I slowed my pace, gently lapping at her moist folds.  Each swipe with my tongue against her pussy resulted in a comparable feeling of pleasure on my cock.  I licked her slowly, a gentle, teasing pace.

    Suddenly the invisible hand gripping my cock began pumping furiously and as I pulled my face away from Collette's sex to protest I came, spilling my semen onto the concrete floor.  I looked at Collette in surprise.

    "I wanted you to find out," she giggled, sitting up on her elbows.  Her giggles grew to hearty laughter as she lay back down.  Continue, she thought to me her words hitching in merriment.

    As I bent forward again I hissed as I felt a tightening around my cock.  What? I thought, was that.

    She continued to chuckle, her chest rising and falling.  Now you can't come, she told me.  

    My face furrowed into a look of incomprehension.  I don't understand.

    I have made it impossible for you to come.  Then with a grin and a laugh she said aloud, "you'll see."

    I pressed my face against her sex.  She was wet with excitement.  Brian had pleasured her body with his tongue, and she was ready again.  I pushed my tongue into her moistness and felt a mouth envelope my cock.  As I probed the sweet recesses of Collette's pussy, the invisible mouth on my cock pleasured me.

    I licked faster and the mouth on my cock sucked faster.  Slow, gentle swipes of my tongue along the heated folds of her pussy yielded a soft tonguing of my cock.  What pleasure I gave Collette was transferred to my own hard erection.  I continued to pleasure her, driving my tongue deeply into her moist folds, pausing only when the pleasure in my body distracted me.

    I felt my hips rock involuntarily on the chair I was sitting in and as I continued licking Collette's sex I felt my cock tense in anticipation.  I felt my semen boil higher, threatening to explode from my cock in a wave of furious eruption.  I pulled my face from Collette's pussy and lifted my hips as my orgasm threatened to wash over me in a huge wave.

    I waited.  Nothing happened.  My pleasure did not wane; instead it continued to climb and still I could not come.  My cock twitched in desperation as if it were begging for release, pleading to be allowed release.  I whimpered and Collette smiled.  No, she thought to me, and it will only get worse.  

    Another faint whimper as my body shook slightly.

    It won't stop until I have come four times, she thought to me.  

    I groaned in desperation.  Please, I whimpered.

    She shook her head gently, no.  You can come only after I have come four more times.  Understood?

    Yes, I thought to her.  I returned my mouth to pussy and immediately I felt the invisible mouth on my cock again.  I pressed my tongue deeply into her pussy, probing her wetness from within.  The pleasure on my cock continued to climb and as I lapped and probed and tongued her sex I gasped and groaned loudly. My hips were rocking on the edge of the chair, my need climbing into the heavens.

    Collette's fingers dug into my scalp and she screamed loudly as I brought her to her first orgasm.  My cock twitched and throbbed as my need climbed but never peaked.  It was a mountain that had no top, only an ever growing need that could not be sated.  Please, I whimpered in my mind as Collette's hips bucked against my face.

    Her words greeted me, three more and you can come.

    I pressed my face against her pussy and felt the lips caress my cock again.  I couldn't stand it and had to pull back, lifting my face from Collette's sex.  The pleasure in my cock did not dwindle, it just did not continue to climb.  I felt as if I was stranded on a precipice, my orgasm hovering just out of reach.  Please, I whimpered again. 

    She shook her head no.

    "Please," the word escaped my lips.

    I love hearing you beg, she thought to me.  You can stop if you want, but you will still won't be able to come until I have had three more orgasms.  Wouldn't it be better to get it over with now?  Or would you rather continue your day hovering with an orgasm just out of reach?

    I pondered her question and once again pressed my face against her pussy. I licked her pussy rapidly, my head bobbing as my pleasure continued to climb higher than I had ever thought possible.  I licked her pussy, my tongue pressing the soft folds of her pussy back and forth.  My tongue danced in her pussy and still I felt the lips on my cock continue.  The invisible cock acting as my own.  It was as if I was pleasuring myself with my own tongue and I longed to stop, to cease the growing pleasure that seemed to be hovering just beyond my reach.

    I continued to lick her pussy with my tongue, moving my head rapidly.  My tongue parted her nether lips, slipping inside.  I gasped against her pussy as I felt the tongue on my cock lick the slit of my cock and Collette gasped in return.  I twisted my head, tilting it from side to side, my tongue pleasuring her sex.  I kept my head in motion and once again Collette screamed in orgasmic pleasure.

    I whimpered in need as my cock throbbed in useless need.  My hips bucked in desperation.  I was panting, the hot breath that escaped my mouth warming her wet sex.  I needed to come but knew I could not until I had brought Collette to two more orgasms.  I swallowed heavily and once again pressed my tongue against her pussy.

    I felt the tongue return to my cock.

    I began to gently lick the folds of her sex.  I inched forward and pressed my tongue onto the hardened nub of her clit.  I began to massage her clit with my tongue, tapping on it as I pulled my tongue into my mouth and slid it out rapidly.  Off and on I tapped her clit, starting slow, speeding up, and back again.  I felt the tongue on my cock do the same and together Collette and I moaned.

    Collette clamped her legs around my head and came, trapping me in place.  I rode the wave of her bucking hips, held immobile by her strong thighs.  She screamed loudly as her orgasm passed and with her breathing coming in rapid bursts she released.  Only one more and then you can come, she thought to me.

    I could only whimper as my cock bobbed with my beating heart.  Yes, I said, sounding dejected in my mind.

    You can finish after dinner, she thought.  She laughed as she looked at my pleading face.  It was not a cruel laugh, instead it was a sound of merriment and excitement. She was wet with the thought of delaying my pleasure and took pleasure in that denial.  In my mind I heard her call out to Brian and he emerged from the kitchen carrying the first of many plates for our meal.

    Brian set the table and as we sat to eat once again I felt that invisible mouth on my cock.  Collette's words drifted to me with a faint giggle, just to keep you excited, she thought.

    I watched Collette and Brian eat.  I was able to take a bite of the what I could only assume was delicious food before I was distracted by the mouth on my cock.  I whimpered and looked at Collette.  My face was contorted into a mask of denied need and could only moan softly as Collette shook her head slowly.  Later, she thought to me.

    Collette told Brian how good the meal was and he thanked her.  "Yes," I moaned, "Brian," a whimper, "it is," another gasp of need, "very good."  I slowly chewed another bite and finally a third.  My hips ground into the chair and I heard Collette command inside my mind, freeze.

    She looked at me as my body became locked in a rigid embrace.  I could not move, could only sit there and feel the mouth on my cock drive me higher and higher towards an unreachable conclusion of erotic delights.  I heard Collette in my mind, I am enjoying this.  I love knowing you are suffering for me.  Do you know how turned on I am at the thought of your longing?  

    Her words added to my excitement.

    I nibbled at the food that had been set before me; unable to concentrate on any more than the mouth enveloping my cock.  I took a bite, chewed, gasped at denied pleasure and threw my head back as I waited for an orgasm that could not erupt.  

    I looked at Collette as she looked at me.  Her eyes were glowing, a grin spreading across her face.  She chewed the food that Brian had prepared and watched as I shook in desperate need.  Please, I heard myself think and watched as she shook her head slowly.  Not yet, she thought to me.

    She finished her meal and commanded Brian to clean the dishes.  Would you like to come? She thought to me.

    Yes, please, I whimpered in my mind.

    With a crooked finger she thought, eat me.

    I dropped to my knees and climbed under the table. I crawled to her slowly on my hands and knees.  I watched as she spread her knees and my excitement climbed higher.  I inched between her legs and could only gasp at the pleasure on my cock as my tongue pressed against her moistness.  

    I lapped at her furiously, trying to drive her quickly towards completion.  My tongue would pull away briefly from her pussy as the sensations of denied release climbed to unbearable heights.  It felt as if I would go mad if the pleasure continued on its rising trek towards an unknown finish line.  

    Collette dropped her hands to my head and as she came she screamed loudly and pulled my hair.  I gasped in pain and pleasure as the clamp on my cock was released.  I spilled my seed onto the hard rock floor and when Collette released my hair she thought to me, clean it up.  Consider it your reward.

    Still on my knees I pressed my face to the cold concrete and pulled my spilled semen into my mouth.  My mind was awash with the feeling of the orgasm that the task of licking my sperm from the floor was secondary; an almost thoughtless task.  I cleaned the floor with Collette staring down at me purring happily.  

    That was great, she thought to me as I knelt beside her, the floor clean.

    Thank you, mistress, I thought back.  

    Brian emerged from the kitchen and Collette said to him, "Brian, the dinner was delicious."

    "Thank you, mistress."

    "Would you like a reward?"

    He smiled his response.  

    "I thought so."  She turned to me and thought, suck him off, swallow his come.

    Still on my knees I crawled over to Brian and slowly masturbated his soft cock to firm attention.  He moaned as I enveloped his erection with my mouth.  I began to suck his cock with fervor; not aiming to drive him to completion quickly, but to excite Collette all the more.  I heard her in my mind, very nice, and I was pleased.

    I felt Brian's body tense and moments later his hips bucked against my face and he came.  He spilled his seed into my mouth and I hastened to swallow.  Collette was moaning in my mind, telling me how excited watching me perform oral sex on Brian.  Brian's legs buckled and he sat down heavily, the sensations of his orgasm weighing heavily on his body.

   "Wow," he gasped.

    "Yes," Collette agreed.  She stood up and helped Brian to his feet.  "It is time to rest, Brian," Collette told him.  "Tomorrow will be a big day."

    He looked at her quizzically.  "Mistress?"

    "I'll explain in the morning.  Now, we must rest."  She held her hand to me and as I took it she thought, we must rest as well.  Tomorrow we fight.

    I agreed and together we walked to the master suite, the candles leading the way.      

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