Avatar: Establishment, Book 2
Chapter 12

Copyright© 2005 by Dark Pen

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - 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  

Dinner had been nice, as always. A little awkward for Jane, of course, since she was still tied and had to eat out of a bowl on the floor. She was ravenous, though, and Ken made sure she ate her fill. She was also sore, tired, dirty and frustrated, since her wife had only teased her and allowed no orgasm. Naturally, she was in heaven.

Eventually her spouses decided it was time for bed, and she was led upstairs. Ken and Ari brought her into the shower with them and cleaned her up. Then, with the knotted cat back in his hand, Ken whipped her breasts while fucking her hard, as Jane licked Ari to several orgasms. Once he pulled out of her and Ari had cleaned off both Jane and him, they all got into bed, Jane between him and Arianwen. She winced as she shifted -- the cuts, scrapes and bruises obviously making themselves known. Ken smiled and reached out his hand. He had more than enough power to heal her, but as soon as she felt it flowing into her, she shook her head in protest.

"Please, Master," she almost whispered, "don't. Let me enjoy it. It'll heal by tomorrow, and that's soon enough. Please?"

"Of course, my love," he replied, kissing her as she drifted off to sleep.

Arianwen looked at him, then they both looked at their complex wife. Jane was strong, willful and very powerful. He knew that she'd never stand for it if someone abused her for real. But, despite the physical damage, for her, this was only pleasure -- not abuse.


Morning time found them all in the mansion's dojo, running through the basics. Afterwards, everybody split to pursue their various activities. Ken called Gary and arranged to have a conversation with him later in the evening. There were some things that he wanted to run past him. He also found Bill in the lab and sat down to speak to him.

"You know," he started, "when I came to you the other day to ask for help with something, you distracted me."

"Oh, yeah," grinned Bill. "Sorry about that."

"You also never told Genie I needed to talk to her."

"Uh, yeah. It's a real touchy thing with her, and I couldn't find a way to let her know what I told you."

"Maybe getting the information that I need would be an opening," replied Ken.

"Okay," said Bill, "what did you need to know?"

Ken told him what he wanted, and Bill said he'd talk to Genie.


Ken had just enough time to get to Gary's before heading to the dojo, so that's where he headed. When he got there though, there were two police cars in front of it. Frowning, Ken walked towards the door. There was a cop leaning against the wall. He gave Ken a very nasty look as he walked in.

Gary was in the process of showing the cop his rental agreement.

"You've got the wrong address," he said. "This is a place of business. There's no 'club' here -- no one but my girlfriend and me."

"You mean that naked chick in the back?"

Gary was starting to lose his cool. "Yeah, the one your partner is drooling over."

The cop's face darkened, and he leaned forward. "Don't get smart with me..." at which point he noticed Ken. "Who are you?"

Ken smiled and offered his hand. "Hi, Officer. My name is Ken."

"What are you doing here?" asked the man suspiciously, ignoring Ken's hand.

"I'm here to see my friends, Gary and Annette," replied Ken.

The cop grinned and looked at Gary. "So, you're just gonna have a gathering of a few 'friends' eh? I guess I'll be able to add prostitution to the charge of running an illegal club." He stood up and said, "I think I'll bring you all in for questioning. Let's go."

Ken pulled out his cell phone and dialed Lenny.

"Lenny, hi," he said. "I don't know how much time I have, but could you have David meet us at... hold on. Which precinct are you taking us to?"

The cop looked at him. "You some kind of wise ass? Put the phone down."

By this time, the other cop had come out of the back with Annette in handcuffs. They hadn't even covered her.

"Well, Lenny, I've got to go. We're being arrested," said Ken. "No, I have no idea why, I just walked in Gary's store, and they told me I was under arrest. Warrant? No, I didn't see one."

"I said put the phone down!" said the cop, walking towards Ken.

"Hey, hey, easy there," said Ken. He put the phone on the counter, out of the cop's reach. "No need to threaten me with physical violence."

"That's it," snapped the cop, now forgetting all about the open phone on the counter. "I'm adding resisting arrest to your charges."

"Officer, don't you think you should cover the lady before we go out to the car?" asked Ken.

"We'll parade her naked through the fuckin' streets if we want!" said the man. "It's obvious she's a slut, anyway. Now shut up and turn around."

Ken did as he was told, having completely distracted the man from the phone, which was still sitting on the counter. Finally, they were taken to the police cars and driven away.

"Do you have any idea what is going on?" he asked Gary.

"These guys came into the store saying that I was running some kind of sex club. I showed them my lease, explained that I only make furniture and there was no one else there except Annette, anyway. They scared away the two customers I had in the store when they drove up."

"Yeah, they probably ran away. Should have pulled them in for questioning too," said the cop. "Now, shut up."

They spent the rest of the drive in silence. Ken knew that Gary was worrying about Annette, since one of the cops in the other car had gotten in the back with her, rather than up front. Ken wondered what would happen if the guy laid his hands on Annette. Would Lea protect her?

Once at the station, they were all taken to separate rooms.

Ken cooled his heels for a half hour or so. He was seriously annoyed, but didn't figure that showing it would help him. He'd done nothing -- none of them had -- but the last thing he wanted was to get himself noticed. Eventually, the door opened and a detective walked in and sat down with a folder in front of him. He opened it, then took out a pad of paper and a pen.

"How long have you known Mr. Sorrel?"

"I'm sorry, Detective," said Ken. "Am I being charged with something?"

"Just answer the question," replied the man.

Ken shook his head. "I'm sorry sir, I can't do that. I'd like to speak to my lawyer, now."

"Don't make this worse by being a smart ass," said the man. "How long have you known Mr. Sorrel?"

Ken shook his head. "Detective..."

The man did not provide his name.

Ken shrugged. "Detective, I have not been charged with anything. I have not been given my rights. I have not been given my phone call. Until those things happen, I'm afraid it would be a bad idea for me to answer your questions."

The man looked sharply at Ken. "You weren't read your rights?"

"No, sir. None of us were. Now may I have my phone call?"

The detective left the room. When he walked back in ten minutes later, David Traver was with him and neither man was looking very happy.

"You're free to go, Mr. Whitestone," said the detective.

"He's more than free to go," said David. "I have a witness who was listening on the phone when they were arrested. No Miranda rights were read, no charges declared, your people didn't even have a warrant to search the property -- which I'm told they did -- without my clients on the property!"

"There was some sort of mix-up," replied the detective, obviously not a happy man.

"That's putting it mildly, Detective Johnsten," replied David. "It borders on harassment. You can't just walk into a store and arrest people without even charging them!"

"We had a tip..."

"Really? And these people were so dangerous that you had to move right then? No warrants, not even a bench warrant? Were they terrorists?"

"No, nothing like that, but the law states that sex clubs are not allowed..."

"The place isn't a sex club, it sells sex toys. There's a huge difference," snapped David. "I'd suggest that the department begin looking to its own defense from the law suit that will most certainly be filed."

"Now, just a minute," protested Johnsten. "It was just a misunderstanding..."

"Is that why you didn't even let Ms. Wright get dressed? You sent her back to the precinct with two male police officers, one of whom rode in the back with her?"

"You have no proof of that!"

David snorted. "You don't think so? You think a store like Gary's doesn't have a video security system? What about the traffic cams you folks are so proud of? I'm sure they'd show what happened on the drive back."

The man paled further, his lips pressed tightly together.

"I have no idea if my clients will be pressing charges. But I'm sure that, if this ends up in any official record or in the papers, in order to protect their good names, they'll have to take you to court," said David.

"I'm sure that this... misunderstanding... won't show up anywhere," replied the detective. "The officers in question will be dealt with."

They met in the lobby, Annette still wrapped in the blanket and looking none the worse for wear. Ken looked at her, and she smiled. He noted the bright orange of a prison-issue jump suit under the blanket. He smiled back, but the smile never reached his eyes. Someone was going to pay for this.

David took them back to Gary's shop. They held the conversation to small talk on the way back. David could see that Annette was upset and Gary was furious. But Ken actually scared him. He couldn't say why, exactly. He wasn't raging or even speaking much. And his tone seemed completely normal. But David was unable to shake the idea that this was a very dangerous person.

"Look," he said as he dropped them off, "we should get together later and discuss what went on today. I don't think that they'll do anything else, but you never know. Plus I'd like to know why you think this happened. Police are not in the habit of just arresting people at random, not even ones from that precinct."

Ken looked at David and said, "What do you mean, 'ones from that precinct'?"

"Let's just say that they've had more than their share of incidents," he responded. "As I said, do you think it would be possible to get together later? Lenny drove by here and saw some squad cars in front after you guys were in custody. He's sure that people were inside looking around."

"Sure," said Ken at the same time Gary said, "No."

They looked at Gary. He seemed embarrassed as he continued. "Look David, there's no delicate way to put this. I really appreciate you helping us out and all. I don't want to stiff you or anything, but I don't have a lot of money at the moment. It might take me a while to pay you, and I can't really afford to retain you."

"I can," said Ken in a flat voice. "And will, so don't argue, Gary. I don't take kindly to false arrest -- of anyone -- but I especially don't like it when it happens to me. I'll be retaining David, provided he wants the case."

"Look," said David, "I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable. There won't be a charge for today. We can talk tonight about what happens next, okay?"

"Sure," replied Ken. "If you want, why don't you and Lenny come by tonight for dinner. We can discuss it then, or we can eat and retire to someplace more private."

They agreed, and David drove off.

Gary walked into his store. Things were a real mess, but there were no police there. Someone had searched the place and had left it a wreck.

"Jesus Christ," spat Gary. "The fuckers wrecked the place, then left it open. I could have been robbed blind!"

Ken thought it unlikely that anyone could have taken too much, the furniture was pretty heavy. Then he remembered that Annette did jewelry work in the back. Plus, there was jewelry and other small, but expensive, pieces of metal work in the case. A quick inspection showed nothing was taken, and most of Annette's raw materials were in a small safe in the back rather than out on her work table. Gary started to put things back together when he noticed a brown envelope propped by the cash register.

He opened it, his lips tightening as he read the letter.

"Fuck!" he said, crumpling the paper and throwing it on the ground. "I can't believe this shit!"

"What's wrong?" asked Annette. She'd been getting dressed in the back.

"We've been evicted. The landlord is breaking our lease. If we're not out by Friday, he says he'll lock us out."

Ken didn't know what to say. Gary sat down with his head in his hands, while Annette put her arms around him. Ken joined them.

"Gary, man, I know this sucks. But you're not gonna end up on the street," he said. "Look, you and Annette spend most of your time at the mansion anyway, so this would just make it a little more official. As for your stuff, c'mon, our place is huge. We'll be able to store it, and I'm certain that, for now, we'll even be able to find a place for you to continue to work."

Gary looked like he was about to argue, but Annette whispered something in his ear and he closed his mouth.

"I know that the business means a lot to you, Gary. We both know what's going on here. Use the time to retreat and rebuild. You have a good clientéle and a strong presence on the web. For now, it'll be fine."

Gary shook his head. "For the moment. But I don't know if I can continue this. They've been fining the shit out of me, and I have no reserves left. Plus, people have stopped ordering because they've gotten wind of what's going on and don't want to be in the line of fire. Hell, the last person I had in the shop who bought something was... oh shit! That little fucking BITCH!"

 
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