Chapter Ten
Kieran
Our first weeks together had plenty of awkward moments, but it was an overall positive experience.
Most days, I took the chastity device off so Ajax could get a hard-on and have an orgasm, but I didn’t let him fuck my wife every day.
Some days he got to eat her out while I fucked his ass.
Often, Gwen and I had sex on or over him, and then fed from him at the end.
On these days, I ordered him to masturbate, so he could orgasm while we fed from him.
Some days, the sexual energies hit me harder and ramped my vampire powers higher, and I ended up spanking my wife, or withholding an orgasm from her, or even hanging her by her ankles and whipping the fuck out of her quim.
It didn’t feel right to do the latter in front of Ajax, so I gave him the day off from feeding us, and told Gwen she’d have to survive on bagged blood for the day.
So, at the end of two weeks, I was surprised when Abbott texted me to let me know he’d be at our home in thirty minutes, and he expected to talk to all three of us.
Spence walked straight to Ajax when they came in the front door, and pulled him into a hug. Ajax was bigger, but scrawny little Spence was clearly the top wolf between the two of them. Supernatural power isn’t just about physical size, but it’s often the deciding factor when it comes to wolves.
Spence started the conversation, once we were all seated.
The little werewolf has access to Abbott’s power.
He isn’t over me, and yet, when he gives instructions in Abbott’s name, I have to obey.
It’s an unusual situation, but I don’t resent it.
On the contrary, I’m thrilled Abbott found someone who makes him happy.
I was surprised when Spence addressed me right off. Abbott usually starts and ends these kinds of talks.
“You’ve told Ajax he isn’t your slave. You want him to be your companion. More than just a blood servant.”
“Yes,” I agreed.
“He’d feel like less of a slave if he wasn’t required to wear a chastity device. In his mind, free people aren’t kept from their own genitals. Only slaves are forbidden access.”
I sat back, a little shocked, though I supposed it made sense. It also explained why Spence was talking to me. He wasn’t giving orders, merely letting me know of a problem. It was less formal coming from him.
But the only thing I could think in that moment was to ask myself why I hadn’t seen Ajax’s discontent.
I needed to answer Spence, though, so I said, “This is true. He’s in the device because—” I rolled my eyes at my own stupidity.
“It’s been locked up because I’m an idiot.
Gwen’s been mine for centuries, through more companions than I can count. ”
I looked at Ajax. “I’m sorry. We’ll take it off, and I’ll trust the two of you not to take things beyond my wishes.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Ajax looked terribly uncomfortable. No, he was downright distressed. It was up to me to fix that.
“I’ll ask Abbott to take it with him when he leaves. It won’t be on the premises any longer. I’m sorry you weren’t comfortable coming to me directly, but I’m glad you went to Abbott and Spence. Communication is important. If I don’t know there’s a problem, I can’t fix it.”
“I know he’ll begin sparring with the bikers this week, has he come up with another outside activity yet?” Abbott asked.
“So far, all his ideas have been something from his past life — like shooting guns for competition. I’ll encourage him to take up those pursuits if he wishes, but he still needs to come up with something that’s all his.”
“Something will occur to him. If it doesn’t, we’ll try a few things on for size.
An art class, maybe a gardening assignment, if we make it through to the spring.
In the meanwhile...” Abbott waited until Ajax met his gaze.
“You will fuck at least one person per week outside of this household. Spence will get with you on whether you prefer male or female, and any other preferences you have. Plenty of people in my flock will be more than happy to meet your needs. Or, if you can find someone on your own, great, but make sure you report it to Spence. If you’re invited to the bikers’ clubhouse, they might make an offer of a sweetbutt.
Spence will let you know the rules — make sure you follow them, but if they make the offer, feel free to take them up on it. ”
The poor wolf looked a little shell-shocked, and Spence sat in his lap with a laugh and hugged him. “It’ll be okay, big guy. Really.” He turned and looked at Abbott, and I got the distinct impression he was begging his Master not to say whatever came next.
“I have an assignment for the three of you. Kieran and Gwen both had a jump in power. Since they had it at the same time, the balance didn’t change, but they’re both dealing with the extra capacity.
” He took a breath and looked from Ajax to me.
“Someone needs to be spanked, flogged, or whipped every day. Whether you tear into both of them, or whether you and Gwen flog Ajax, or you and Ajax take belts to Gwen, or perhaps you just sit back and watch your two subjects take turns whipping each other, at least one person per day should be taken to tears. Whether seven tears is enough, or whether you want to push farther, is up to you, but my threshold is and will always be seven tears, with both eyes involved.”
I didn’t like it, but his tone of voice told me he had his reasons and wasn’t going to change his mind. “Yes, Master.”
“You don’t have to like it. Hell, if you can’t bring yourself to whip them, it’s fine if Ajax whips you. I don’t give a fuck who cries, but someone will. Every damned day.”
Spence leaned into Ajax and hugged him a little harder. “And there will be aftercare.”
“Yes, of course,” said Abbott. “That goes without saying.”
“Is this for a set number of days?” I asked. I was hoping he’d tell me a week. Maybe two.
“Until I tell you it can stop.” He looked at Ajax.
“Fuck other people. Find outside engagements of your own. Keep your team mobilized so the Doyles have the proper security while you’re away.
Nothing I’ve decreed today is meant to punish.
I need the three of you to bond, and we don’t have the luxury of years to make it happen. ”
“Of course, Master Abbott.”
Abbott crossed his arms and gave Ajax a stern look. “Do you want to go back to an apartment? You don’t have to be a bodyguard. We can find something else, if you’d like.”
“No, Sir. Please no.”
“Trust the process. War is near. I can feel it. I need the three of you to be a unit before you have to move to a shelter without privacy.”