Avatar: Establishment, Book 2
Chapter 10

Copyright© 2005 by Dark Pen

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - A man becomes the Avatar of the Goddess of Sex. These books chronicle his adventures. <br>This is the continuation of Avatar: Establishment, Book 1. It picks up right where Book 1 left off.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Consensual   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Science Fiction   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   FemaleDom   Rough   Humiliation   Torture   Group Sex   Orgy   Anal Sex   Fisting   Sex Toys   Lactation   Water Sports   Voyeurism  

Ken awoke to the feel of a set of lips around the head of his semi-hard cock. Arianwen's lips, in fact. She wasn't giving him a blow job -- just holding him in her mouth, gently sucking. He knew what she wanted, and she smiled up at him just as he began to fill her mouth. She moaned as she quickly swallowed what he had to offer, then got into a reverse cowboy position on his hard cock.

It wasn't long before she shifted and he speared her other hole. Jane was awake too, and he knew she was licking and sucking Ari's pussy while she slowly milked his cock with the strong muscles in her asshole. She had several shuddering orgasms with him finally pounding into her small body, then slid off him. Jane quickly took his cock in her mouth and sucked him to another orgasm while Ari played with Jane's clit ring. She was not gentle, and Jane, as she sucked Ken's cock, soon started begging him for an orgasm. He let her cum, while he was filling her mouth. Very nice way to start the day.

While they were in the shower, he thought about Ari and how tight she still was. He was beginning to think that, because she was a Priestess, her body had changed to receive and give the maximum amount of sexual pleasure it could. Apparently, that translated into a tight fit for her male partners. He also realized that it wasn't just her. All the Priestesses were very tight, but Joan had loosened considerably after spending a weekend being used by the men here.

Speaking of Joan, he wondered how things were going. When he showed up in his practice room -- Arianwen and Jane with him -- Tina was already waiting. So were Annette and Gary. Seeing that now was not the time to start a discussion about training people, he just started everyone on warm-ups and launched into the daily routine.

"Holy shit," panted Gary when they were finished. "You do that every day? My legs feel like rubber."

Ken smiled and said, "No, I take some days off. But I think that we need to figure out this training thing, because while I feel qualified to run you guys through some of the basics, I'm certainly not a Master. If you're serious about the arts, then you need to train with one, not with me."

"Hell, I'll think about it if I can still move tomorrow," grinned Gary.

Ken had picked today for his first flight with an instructor. He was really looking forward to it, but considering Arianwen's reaction, didn't feel that it would be a smart move to tell her. It wasn't as if she didn't know he'd be up in the air, eventually. But there was no reason to push her face in it.

Thinking of that led him to remember the conversation with Lea that he'd had. Her oblique suggestion that he ask Genie to look into what had happened to Ari's father was strange, to say the least. Genie had left for the mall with Annette, so Ken thought he'd talk to Bill. The guy probably already had a tap into whatever computer held the information.

"Hey, Bill," greeted Ken. "How's it goin'?"

"Good," he replied. Apparently he'd gotten over whatever had been bothering him the other night.

"Do you think you could find out some info for me?" asked Ken.

"Maybe," said Bill. "Depends on what it is. Genie is really better at tracking down certain types of data than I am."

"Oh?" asked Ken. Bill, admitting that Genie was better at a computer thing than him? "I thought that Genie and Sally gave you guys a hard time whenever you started to geek out."

"She's not really into hardware, or even software. She likes theoretical mathematics and loves anything to do with cryptology," replied Bill.

Ken blinked in surprise, but Bill wasn't finished.

"She's also amazing at getting information out of computers. I mean, it's almost instinctive. Weird, man. I call her the ferret. But don't tell her I told you that. She doesn't want people to know how good she is."

"How good is she?" asked Ken.

"Very. I mean, Eric and I are great with math. But he's way into hardware -- robotics and especially nano stuff. My thing is code. Genie's is coming up with really weird ways to break codes. She suggested all kinds of ways to burn through the firewall I wrote after I showed her the algorithms. Some worked, some didn't. But she helped me change the algorithm and rewrite parts of my software to plug the holes. Apparently, she's into the whole quantum cryptology thing. It's hot stuff, but way out there. I get some of it, but she's really into it."

"How long ago did this start?" asked Ken.

"She said it's been a hobby of hers for years," replied Bill. "She told me the only reason she took the job where you used to work was because it used so little of her brain that she could spend most of her time doin' research on this other stuff."

That set Ken back. He was silent as he thought of the ramifications of this.

"Don't tell her I told you. She's kinda embarrassed about it, ya know? Doesn't wanna be thought of as a geek." He paused, then looked at Ken. "I'm telling you though, she's really good. I've been working on a program for years. It's pretty good, but once she understood what I was trying to do, it got better real fast. And that firewall I told you about? Well... never mind."

"What?" asked Ken.

"Well, it's not ready for prime time, yet. When it is, then we'll talk. Sound good?"

"Sure," said Ken. "I guess when I get back, I'll ask her help to get the info I was interested in."

"Maybe I should ask her, instead," said Bill. "I mean, like I said, she doesn't want it broadcast that she's into this stuff."

Ken thought for a moment. "Well, I really need to speak to her about what she can and can't do. Do you think maybe you can find a way to send her my way?"

Bill shrugged. "I guess. Just don't rag on her for not telling you, okay?"

"No worries about that," smiled Ken. "Hell, I'm impressed just hearing you tell me what she can do." Ken started to leave, then paused at Bill's hesitant expression. "Was there something else?" Ken asked.

Bill let out a sigh, then said, "She'd kill me if she found out I told you, but, well, we have some good equipment here. But there's stuff that'll blow this hardware away out on the market. Real bleeding-edge stuff that might actually be able to help test some of the theories she's come up with."

"And?"

"It's real expensive stuff."

"How expensive?" asked Ken.

"Like around a hundred grand."

Ken's eyes went wide. A hundred-thousand dollars? Must be some serious hardware.

"Why doesn't she want to work in a lab somewhere? I mean, if she's as good as you say, then she'd have no problem getting a position," said Ken.

"You'd have to ask her about that," replied Bill in a voice that told Ken that he knew exactly why Genie wasn't in a research lab.

"Spec out the machine," said Ken. "We'll see what we can do."

"You serious?" asked Bill, his whole face lighting up with excitement. "I mean, it wouldn't be just her that could use it. My stuff could really benefit, and I'm sure that Eric could get some real use out of it, too."

"As I said, we'll see what we can do," replied Ken as he walked out. This conversation had given him a lot to think about.

He'd wondered why Genie had been included in the Circle, and now he knew. He recalled Lea's words regarding the type of people he should try and recruit: "Those with... skills in the sciences, especially these computers that you are so fond of..." While he didn't think that worshiping Lea should be a closed thing, he had no intention of bringing in people that could offer nothing beyond a good fuck. Harsh, but that was the way of it. Eventually, if things panned out, there would be plenty of people worshiping Lea. Not everyone who did would become Circle, however, and certainly not everyone would become a High Priest or Priestess.


Ken's first flight was nothing short of amazing. Really amazing. The instructor turned the controls over to him once they were in the air. Of course, Ken had not been allowed to pilot during take off, but that was fine with him. Takeoff and landing were the most dangerous parts of a flight. But once they were in the air, Ken felt almost like his brain switched over to a different frame of reference. On the ground, he tended to think of things in a two dimensional way, but in the air, he just added in the Z axis without conscious thought.

After flying around for about fifteen minutes, with Ken at the controls, the instructor looked at him a bit funny. Ken didn't notice -- he was too absorbed in this incredible new experience.

"Ken, do you realize that's the second time you've done that?" asked Jerry, his instructor.

"Done what?" asked Ken, adjusting the trim to compensate for some cross winds. There were other planes in the air, but the sky wasn't crowded, by any means, and Ken was just enjoying the... balance... of the plane. He'd found it needed just a bit of trim -- not much, really, but a bit.

The instructor had noticed the slight adjustments as well. "Have you ever flown before?"

"Nope," replied Ken. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Wrong? No. " replied the man. "But why do you keep trimming the plane?"

"Sorry," said Ken. His concentration was still mostly on the now-empty skies. "It seemed a little out. Should I leave it alone?"

"It's no problem. If the plane's trimmed out, it's a little easier to fly. That was one of the things were were going to go over anyway." said the man.

"I'm sorry," replied Ken. "I mean, it's not like I needed to or anything, but I wanted to get the feel of how it handled."

Jerry nodded. Perhaps Ken was telling the truth, but he didn't think so. It wasn't just the trimming. It was the complete lack of nerves. The way he rode the unexpected turbulence when it came up. The fact that he'd banked the plane at just the right angle to complete the turns that Jerry had asked him to make. No overshooting or undershooting. Every move spoke experienced pilot, but Ken claimed that he wasn't. Hmmm.

They completed the flying lesson, with Jerry strongly tempted to let Ken land. However, no matter how good the guy was in the air, there was no way he was going to turn the plane over to him for a landing. Jerry was impressed, not suicidal. If he wasn't lying and hadn't flown before, then Ken was a natural pilot. Perhaps he'd spent a lot of time using PC flight simulators. But even if he had, those simulators couldn't possibly recreate the feel of a real plane, and Ken's handling of the plane was super-smooth. He was going to watch this student very carefully.

Once they'd gone through debrief and Ken had filled out his flight log with his first hours, he left. Ken was ecstatic! This was even more amazing than he'd thought it would be. He decided right then that he'd be spending a lot of time in the air.

His mood did sober a bit when he thought of what Ari's likely response would be. That led him to remember to speak to Genie today, get hold of Eric or Sally to find out had happened with Joan, and to tell Jane about what had happened last night at the outer fence. He'd forgotten about the intrusion because of the excitement of the upcoming flight, but now he realized that he should have reported the incident.

Once he got home, he went to his study where he found Jane waiting for him. She did not seem very pleased with something, and despite the fact that she was kneeling naked on the floor, he could tell it was him she was annoyed with.

"What's wrong, hon?" he asked.

Her lips tightened, then she said, "Master, as your slave, I would never presume to question you, but as your chief of security, I'm somewhat upset."

Ken blinked. Chief of Sec... ? "Jane," he said in an even voice, "what the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, Sir, last night..."

"Let's start with this whole 'Chief of Security' thing," he interrupted.

"Sir, someone needs to be responsible for grounds security. Well, unless you'd like to appoint someone different, that person is me. I've been upgrading the security system, getting permits for the firearms, and started taking weapons-safety courses. I've also enrolled in several online courses that deal with security hardware and electronic and video surveillance, plus I've been doing a lot of research on biometrics"

Ken blinked. Well. It looked like he just discovered what Jane had been doing with her time.

"I see." He didn't know what else to say.

"Sir, if you feel there's someone more suited, I will turn over the information that I have to whomever that is."

"Um, no, Jane. But you have to admit, that this is a bit of a surprise," he replied.

"I'm sorry, Sir. Until I got further along in my learning, I didn't want to bother you. Should I stop?"

"No, of course not," replied Ken. "If you think it's a good idea that we have better security on the grounds, then I'm all for it." Especially after last night, he thought.

"Which brings me to last night," said Jane.

Uh oh, thought Ken.

"Sir, why did you let him go? It was clear you could have immobilized him. But all you did was break his night stick and let him go."

Oh, Lucy, he thought, you got some 'splainin' to do.

Ken thought a moment, then said, "What should I have done? He was only on the property, not armed aside from the nightstick, and nowhere near the house. I would have had to drag him back to the house, then secure him while I called the cops. There's no doubt that some slick lawyer would have gotten wind of how the 'New Rich Guy' -- who, by the way, had had the man fired -- was now harassing him further."

"You had him fired? From where?" asked Jane.

"Here. Actually, Joan fired him because he was incompetent and gave her a hard time when she wanted to show the mansion."

Jane sighed. "What if he'd been armed?"

"I don't know, Jane. What if he had? There's no way I would have willingly allowed him inside the mansion -- not with everyone else asleep," replied Ken.

There was silence as they looked at each other for a moment.

"By the way, just how did you know what happened last night?" Ken asked.

 
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