Part 148: Photographs and Memories

Day 76: Saturday, November 30

Chapter 1

Susan, Suzanne, Katherine, and Akami all put their clothes back on before gathering again downstairs in the living room.

They were still buzzing with excitement, both from the Christine news and from the fun they'd just had with Alan. (Akami wasn't affected by the first, but she was greatly affected by the second, since she wasn't used to such powerful erotic experiences the way the others were.) However, Alan had asked them to calm down, so they tried their best to stay calm and keep their clothes on. They even wore underwear, since there still was a worry Christine might stop by on her way home.

It wasn't easy for them to stay calm though. In particular, Alan's tantalizing hints of some kind of big event later that evening set them on edge with anticipation. The four of them worked together to try to remember his exact words. Speculation ran wild as to just what he had implied.

Suzanne, however, was in a pensive mood, so she didn't join in the speculation as much as Susan and Katherine did. She was too busy mulling over her own thoughts. Also, she was aware that Akami couldn't really participate in their excitement because she wasn't part of the harem. She realized that the more the others talked about it, the more Akami would feel like she was going to miss out on something really great.

So, after about ten minutes, Suzanne told the others that she wanted to talk to Akami in private.

She took Akami to the outside sun deck, which was located on the top floor above the kitchen, near the top of the stairs. Picking up two folding chairs, she walked to the farthest corner away from the door and opened the chairs. Suzanne had put on a loose yellow sun dress, while Akami was in the red top and blue miniskirt that she'd arrived in.

Suzanne explained to Akami while taking one of the seats, "Here. We'll get maximum privacy in this spot. Susan and Katherine would be directly below us if they moved over into the kitchen, but I know from experience there's no way they can hear through the roof. I just checked the windows and sliding door leading out to the yard and I know they're all closed. Also, I'll be able to hear if anyone opens them."

Akami noted as she sat and looked around, "And we'll notice if anyone comes out here. Smart. But why all this 'cloak and dagger' secrecy?"

Suzanne sighed. "Because I have some personal things I'd like to talk over with you, if you don't mind."

Akami felt honored, but also a bit puzzled by Suzanne's need for secrecy. "No problem! I'd be delighted to help in any way I can. And you know from experience that I can be trusted with any secret."

Suzanne frowned at that reference to the six-times-a-day scheme she'd concocted with Dr. Fredrickson's help. "That's one of the things I want to talk to you about. But let's work up to that, shall we? How did you enjoy that little escapade with Alan?"

Akami grinned. "That was fun, to say the least! I've never felt that aroused, well, pretty much ever! I doubt that even getting fucked by Alan was that great."

Suzanne nodded. "Yeah, that's how it goes. I've come to realize that Alan really isn't the main reason why we all get so incredibly aroused. It's more like he's the trigger, or the facilitator. But it's the group dynamic that's the most important. When a bunch of us get together like that, we feed off each other, and him, and the excitement rises and rises until it's almost too much to contain."

Of course Suzanne wasn't aware that Amy had said much the same thing to Christine a short time earlier. She would have been startled by how similarly they both viewed the group dynamic.

Akami nodded back, vigorously. "Indeed! That's exactly what happened to me. I've given a lot of blowjobs before, and of course I've blown Alan before, but I've never, ever, gotten as excited about it or as into it as I was back there. Knowing that I was being constantly watched and judged by the three of you ... and then when Susan goaded me ... Wow! I get shivers all over just thinking about it!"

Suzanne agreed with a big grin. "That's how it works. Welcome to the club. I usually have at least one experience like that per day. Sometimes more."

"No way! I think I'd die if that happened to me that often! My heart would give out!"

Suzanne laughed. She joked, "Yeah. I think we're all either going to develop hearts as strong as steel or we'll all die within the year. But still, what a wonderful way to go!"

Akami asked a bit shyly, "By the way, about what you said back there ... You know, regarding him being your master. I was wondering if you could explain that to me. Susan seems the type to go for that kind of thing. Katherine too, I suppose, although I'm mostly guessing since I don't know her well. But you don't seem like that to me."

Suzanne sighed with exasperation. "I'm not. Or, at least, not like they are. I'm glad that you brought that up, because that's another thing I want to talk to you about. But at the same time I also don't want to talk about it, if you know what I mean. It's really lucky for me that you're here today, because you're the perfect person to discuss some of these things with. You know our great secrets, and yet you're not a part of all of this."

Akami said, "Yeah, an outside perspective can be healthy. I'll repeat what I said before: this harem lifestyle isn't my thing; it doesn't work for me. But if it works for you, more power to you. I don't know if I've ever met a happier bunch of people, so something about it must be working."

Suzanne grinned knowingly. "It's great."

Akami noted, "You say that, but you seem strangely sad and contemplative. What gives?"

Suzanne sighed heavily again. "I was just thinking about what I said about Alan being my master. I meant it then, and I still mean it now, but, in truth ... my feelings are a lot more complicated than what I just laid out."

"That makes sense. Tell me about it."

"In the heat of the moment, like what we were experiencing back there, it's easy to make that kind of sweeping statement. But now that I've calmed down, calling Alan 'Master' is kind of like fingernails on a chalkboard for me."

"Tell him that, then."

She blushed slightly and closed her eyes as she admitted, "No! Because I DO mean it. It's just that it's taking me time to get used to it. Being a 'slave' to Alan is nothing like it sounds. I know it's a shocking word..."

She paused, trying to gather her thoughts. "Being a quote, sex slave, unquote, is nothing like you'd think, based on the provocative language. And that's because Alan, well, he's just the greatest guy. I love him so much! He's my Sweetie! If he has me in his grip, it's with a velvet glove. Make that a feathery, pillowy glove. I mean, he would never boss me around in a bad way. He's never ordered any of us to do anything we didn't already want to do."

"Really? Are you sure? It seemed to me like he was ordering you all around when he told you all to line up in that submissive position."

"Yes, but we wanted to do that. Can't you see? We were flying high on lust by then. Did you notice that he wasn't actually very specific? We were the ones who formed a perfect line and added the other creative, sexy flourishes, because we were totally loving it."

Akami tried to recall. "It was all happening behind me, and I was more than a little distracted at the time..." - they shared knowing smiles about that - "but now that you mention it, you're probably right."

"Trust me. I am right. Sure, there are times when he pushes us to our limits and makes us do something that greatly embarrasses us. But it's something we really want to do, deep down. It's just that we just need some pushing to go through with actually doing it. And when he gets assertive, that's usually when we have the biggest orgasms. The fact is, he's the nicest 'master' you could imagine. I worry about a lot of things, but him becoming too bossy is way down on my list. He loves me so much that if he does something I don't like, I can just tell him. 'Sweetie, it makes me uncomfortable when you make me crawl on my hands and knees like that.' And then he'll be careful not to do that again. Because he loves me."

Akami considered that. "Yeah, that's not really what I imagine with a master-slave relationship."

"Truth be told, it's more like the inmates are running the asylum around here. Yes, in some ways he's in charge, but one could argue he's more of a figurehead. It's really more of a mutually beneficial arrangement, and if you count orgasms, we all have WAY more than he does! We love to use provocative language and gestures and such because we all find that arousing, but it's kind of like an endless role-play. You know what I mean? I love Alan to bits, but I don't believe he's actually 'superior' to any of us in an absolute sense. These are roles we play because it works for all of us in lots of ways."

"I suppose," Akami replied, not entirely convinced. "But that's your perspective. Are you sure everyone else sees it that way?"

Suzanne frowned at that. "It's true there are ... differences. Susan takes things far too seriously, for one. And ... you know Brenda. She takes this kind of thing much more seriously, and much more literally. Maybe with her it'll be more like a true master-slave situation, because that's what SHE wants. But then again, it's worth noting that Alan hasn't known her and loved her all his life like he has the rest of us, so he can treat her in a very different manner. And if you know her, and you're honest, you'd have to admit that it's exactly what she wants, to give herself completely to her master."

"So what's it all about then? Is it just a means to have lots of orgasms and other fun?"

Suzanne thought that over, then said, "That's a big part of it, sure. But it goes a lot deeper. At heart, I think it's about showing how much we love each other. Since it's kind of a harem, we can't get married, obviously. Aside from that, a master-slave relationship is about the deepest and most permanent relationship one can have. In fact, you could argue that it's even deeper and MORE permanent than marriage. If you're truly serious, and I believe we all are, divorce isn't an option; we're voluntarily enslaved for life. And keep in mind that he's bound to us just as much as we're bound to him!"

Akami looked at Suzanne curiously. "It's kind of funny hearing you say that. I look at you and the way you're dressed right now, like a professional businesswoman, and I can't wrap my head around the fact that you're voluntarily enslaving yourself 'for life' to an 18-year-old boy whom you're now also treating as your son."

Suzanne let out a great sigh. "Yeah. That's the rub. I can't get my head around it either. I LIKE the language: 'master', 'slave', and so on. It's all so extreme. It shows the extreme intensity of my feelings for him: total love, total dedication, total devotion. And yet I hate it, because it IS so extreme. Imagine ... Suzanne Plummer - me - someone's slave! It's an outrage! It sounds so wrong! Even if I don't really mean 'slave' slave, like chained blacks in the South before the Civil War, the word comes with that unpleasant baggage whether I like it or not."

Akami arched an inquisitive eyebrow, but decided not to point out that Suzanne had named herself "Plummer" instead of Pestridge. Instead, she asked, "So, what's the solution then?"

Suzanne shrugged. "I suspect I'll just have to get used to it. Mind you, getting mind-blowingly fantastic sex every day helps a lot, and I do mean A LOT, but the simple fact is that I can't completely change my aversion to words like that in a week or even a month. But I meant it when I said back there that my feelings were improving day by day. It's just the right thing to do. It really is. For one thing, Susan and Katherine love it to bits. This is ideal for them. And Amy, she's so easy-going, she's happy as a clam with most anything."

"Yes, I can see that. But what about you?"

"It's good for me too, despite my continuing struggle with it. I wasn't submissive when this all started, but sometimes totally submitting can be a total rush! You have no idea, believe me, but maybe what you experienced a little while ago with Alan can give you a hint. Besides, slavery isn't just a bond between slave and master, because it's also a bond between all the slaves. What this really is is a polyamorous group marriage of sorts, with much more erotically charged language to describe it. The bond between us ... slaves ... it's ... I can't even describe it. We already were de-facto family and best friends. And now we're so much CLOSER! We have this sexual bond, and our mutual submissive bond to our master too."

Akami asked, "So, have you told the others all this?"

Suzanne said sadly, "No."

"Why not? And why me?"

"The 'why you' is because it's a lot easier saying this to you, because you're an outside observer. I have trouble with intimacy, and with sharing my feelings. I hate to talk about it, but ... I really got burned with my marriage. I loved Eric so much at first, and then everything went to hell in a handbasket. But instead of getting out of it like I should have, I lingered in that hell for years and years and years. Technically we're still married, even though it's a complete sham. I had all these affairs to try to fill the void, but I couldn't open my heart to anyone. Well, except maybe Susan; she's just such a kind soul. In my book, she's pretty much love and goodness personified. But I kept big secrets even from her, such as the fact that I lusted for her for years ... and the secret you know about."

Suzanne added, "The good news is that sex is easy for me. I love sex! It's easier for me to have sex with Alan eighteen hours non-stop than to have one 'I love you' intimate moment with him. But I'm getting better at it. All this sex creates such a powerful intimate bond that I can't help but express my feelings. Like the other women, we express it by going crazy pleasuring his cock, since we love doing that anyway, but lately I've been better with using actual words."

"Good!" Akami nodded approvingly. "Words are important. Let him know how you really feel. And not just with this 'master' and 'slave' language. Use the 'L' word."

Suzanne nodded, despite her continued frown. "I have, a few times. I'm proud of that. But it's strange. Everyone thinks I'm the tough one, but at heart, sometimes, I feel like a lost little girl, without any confidence at all. I try to cover it up, but..." She stared towards the horizon, overcome by a powerful sadness.

Akami said, "You know what? Now that you've got me thinking about it, I noticed that Susan and Katherine both proclaimed they wanted to be Alan's slaves until the day they died. But you said you wanted to be his slave for as long as he'd have you. A subtle but important difference, no?"

Suzanne frowned. "You see? Even now, I know that Alan loves me as much as it's possible to love another. I bathe in his love all day long like the ultimate relaxing bubble bath, if you know what I mean. Floating and flying because our love is so strong! It gives me strength, and hope. And far from fretting if he loves someone like Susan more than me, knowing how much he loves them too just makes all the bonds stronger. After all, he'd never leave me when it's a package deal with all these other beautiful bombshells, right? And yet, I hedge with comments like that one you noticed, maybe because I don't love myself enough yet."

Akami took Suzanne's hand and squeezed it. "Wow! I think you just said something very important and profound. But let me tell you something: I think you're crazy! What I mean is, if some neutral body could rate the desirability of women on a one to ten scale, you'd be around 1000! Not only are you beyond gorgeous, you're smart, kind, a go-getter, a sexual dynamo, and so many other things besides. How could Alan NOT love you? It's impossible! You don't have to suck his cock all day long just because you worry he doesn't love you."

"I know that. And I don't worry about that. If there's one thing I know, it's that he loves me and I love him, and the rest of us - Susan, Katherine, and Amy. We're all bound together in love. I suck his cock 'all day long' because I love doing it. Period. I'm a very sexual creature, as I'm sure you realize, and sex with love is soooo much better!"

"So what's the problem?"

Suzanne let go of Akami's hand and waved her hands in the air in frustration. "I don't know! I guess it's me. Compared to most people who have all kinds of serious problems, I really am living in paradise. But it's just that I've been hurt so much for so long, you know? My failed marriage destroyed me so badly that I became totally distrustful of almost everyone for a while there - a long while. It was a close thing. For quite a few years, Susan was my one link to the belief that people could still be good, could still be trusted."

Suzanne smiled with genuine contentment as she explained, "Everything is perfect for me now, actually. Way back when, when this sexual adventure started, I had visions of controlling everybody and sort of ruling this new family like a queen from on high. But it's a lot better this way, having Alan be in charge. His reluctance about power is really very good and healthy for us all."

Akami pointed out, "I thought you said he wasn't really in charge? More like a figurehead?"

Suzanne grinned. "Hey, don't point out my contradictions! Let me keep my illusions. Seriously, though, it's complicated. He is in charge and he isn't at the same time. You know?"

Akami nodded, although she didn't really understand. She figured it was better not to poke at certain sensitive issues too much.

Suzanne went on, "I guess it just takes time to heal the wounds from all those years of pain. It's like my issues with words like 'master' and 'slave.' Everything is on the right path, but it just takes time to fix things like that. As you know, so much has changed in a mere two months already. It's like my life is in supersonic overdrive. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to check that I'm not dreaming, because it's all come together for me so quickly and perfectly."

Chapter 2

Akami asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Suzanne smiled. "No, thanks. But just talking to you has been a great help. Like I said, the healing has begun. But talking to you has made me realize that I need to better express how I feel, not just to Alan, but to Susan and the girls too. Whatever Alan has planned, tonight could be the right time."

"What do you think that's about, anyway? I noticed downstairs that Susan and Katherine were speculating like mad, but you seemed to be keeping your cards close to your chest." Akami added with an impish grin, "Which in your case can mean they're still fairly far away from you."

Suzanne glanced down at her massive bosom and smiled. "That's because I don't want to spoil the surprise for them. I love them so much. Anything I can do to make them happy makes me happy. But I'm pretty sure I know what it's going to be because I have inside knowledge. Do you really want to know?"

Akami sat forward in her chair. "Yes!"

"Promise not to tell the others?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die." She crossed her heart.

Suzanne was all smiles now, eager to share gossip. "I have the inside scoop because I visited Glory Rhymer yesterday. You know her. Hopefully she's becoming the fifth slave in our harem. I saw the ring Alan gave her, which he did just yesterday. I didn't get the full story, but it's a kind of commitment ring, bonding them together. And yesterday, he gave Brenda a ring too!"

Akami drew breath sharply before glancing at Suzanne's hands, and immediately noticed the absence of any rings on her fingers. Suzanne noticed where Akami was looking and held her hands out for easy inspection. She then concluded triumphantly, "You don't have to be a genius to draw the lines. Brenda has her own special kind of relationship with him, but you could say she's really just the sixth slave in our group. My thinking is that he's bought four more rings and he's going to give one to each of us here at Casa Plummer tonight!" She held up her hand and rubbed her ring finger with her other hand, showing where she expected her ring to go.

Akami's eyes were opened wide, showing her excitement. "My, oh my! That sounds wonderful! It's the perfect opportunity for you to tell him what you just told me."

"I know." Suzanne bit her lip.

Akami grinned wolfishly. "I presume whatever ring ceremony Alan comes up with will be followed by lots and lots of fucking?"

Suzanne's eyes glowed with desire. "It better be! That must be why he's so keen on resting up, because he'll have to take on ALL OF US, which is a pretty tall order for any man! And if he doesn't give me my damn ring tonight, God help him!" She suddenly stood up and shook one of her two newly-clenched fists. Then she grinned and lowered her hands, acting like she was only playing around doing that. But her reaction showed the true intensity of her anticipation.

Akami was a bit alarmed by Suzanne's aggressive posture. "Hey, relax! Sit back down already, please."

Suzanne was still tensed up, despite pretending that she was just playing around. But she returned to her seat and unclenched her fists.

Akami patted Suzanne's nearer hand. "Don't worry. I'm sure he'll do the right thing. You say he's only the facilitator for this group, but I suspect he's a lot more than that. He seems to have a special knack."

Suzanne nodded at that. "I didn't say he's ONLY the facilitator. He's the key to all this, definitely! He makes it all work."

Then Suzanne vaguely alluded to the questionable medical diagnosis and unethical treatment plan. "You of all people know exactly how this all got started. I can't believe how smoothly and quickly things have developed since then. That's another constant 'pinch me, I'm dreaming' thing for me. And that's mostly due to him. Not only smoothly seducing the likes of Susan, Katherine, and Amy, but turning all of us into his SEX SLAVES!"

Akami playfully needled her a little bit, "Which doesn't actually mean 'sex slave, ' according to you."

Suzanne didn't back down. "Regardless of how you define it, he has a harem of extraordinarily beautiful women, all hot to trot. Sorry to toot my own horn, but that's just a fact. He really does have a special knack!"

She sat back and laughed. "In fact, way too much of a knack! I never thought he'd end up regularly having sex with a dozen women, and draw more and more of them into the harem all the time! Pretty soon I'm gonna have to hose him down with a big ol' fire hose, before the harem numbers in the hundreds!" She had a hearty laugh at that.

Akami laughed too. "It really is incredible. Just hearing you say 'sex slaves' alone blows my mind. Especially because it's true." She looked out over the neighborhood and waved a hand through the air. "Look at all that. Look where we are. We're in the middle of white-bread soccer-mom suburbia. There are no minarets or castle towers out there. A harem shouldn't exist in a place like this!"

"But it does," Suzanne said with unbridled glee.

Akami nodded. "You can say that he's not really a master and he doesn't order you around and argue what 'slave' means exactly, but from what I've seen, the four of you are like the perfect sex slaves. He doesn't need to order you around, because you do it all on your own, making him way happier than any human being has any right to be."

Suzanne sat back, smiling widely with a smug, satisfied look. "Why, thank you. I take that as a great compliment. We do work very hard to keep him happy, and especially to keep his cock constantly throbbing with pleasure. But we love it just as much as he does! Couldn't you feel the vibe when we greeted him on his return home a little while ago?"

"Of course I could," Akami responded. "Like I said earlier, I got swept up in it, and I loved it. When everyone is feeling that good, it's kind of silly to argue about who feels better or what's fair."

"Exactly! And nothing makes US happier than when his cock really gets going and starts poking us in all kinds of naughty places. It's win-win-win-win-win, all around! Heck, add in Brenda and Glory for at least two more wins."

Akami shook her head in wonder. "The crazy thing is, from all I've seen, it looks like you're right. This place feels almost magical. I'm really glad I came here today. Even though I have no desire to join your harem, I love simply being here and hanging out with you all. Even without sex, one can just feel the love."

Suzanne smiled from ear to ear at that.

Akami thought, Could I actually join this harem? At times like today, it feels so damn tempting! I'm sure everyone here has more fun in a typical day than I do in a typical week. But at some point one has to rest and recover from all the endless orgasms, and then you'd find yourself face to face with all that 'master' and 'sex slave' crap. Suzanne tries to downplay that, and she makes some good points, but I think she's deceiving herself somewhat. If they're happy with it, that's fine for them, but I could never put up with it all the time.

Besides, it's a moot point. The painful fact is that I just don't measure up. I'm attractive, yes, but the women in Alan's harem are drop-dead gorgeous! Even if I did squeeze in somehow, I'd always feel like the odd one out, the also-ran. And I don't have the right attitude. Sure, I like Alan a lot, but I don't love him. I can't imagine fawning over him the way they all do.

Suddenly, Akami switched topics. "By the way, speaking of rapidly expanding harems, what's this Christine girl like? I've heard so much about her today. Is she really on her way to join the harem?"

"Not exactly. Let me tell you, because it's a really interesting story. It's complicated. It started a couple of years ago when they started sharing classes, and..." Suzanne began explaining in detail Alan's history with Christine.

From there, they talked about a variety of topics, most of them relating in some way to Alan's sex life. But Akami also updated Suzanne on what had been happening to her lately, and in particular on the fallout from the Dr. Fredrickson debacle.

Suzanne felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, in being able to share her emotional concerns with someone in the know but outside the harem. But she was also glad to talk about less weighty matters for a while.

Chapter 3

With Alan sleeping and Suzanne and Akami talking on the upper-floor outside sun deck, Susan decided to start preparing an extra special dinner.

Katherine had been writing in her diary earlier when Amy had called to warn them that Alan was on his way home, so now Katherine was left free to continue her diary entry.

Sitting at the desk in her room, she reviewed what she'd been writing before she'd been interrupted. She'd been detailing her encounter with Christine, so she finished that. Then she wrote her concluding thoughts.

Diary, I don't know what to think about Christine. Just a few minutes ago, I told Brother, "You gotta keep on taming her. You're making such good progress that you can't stop now." At the time I meant it, but I also was in the middle of sucking his cock with Mom and Mother, so I was more than a little affected by a serious case of the hornies!

The thing is, I've calmed down now, but I STILL get excited thinking about him taming her and bringing her into the harem. Getting to hug her while both of us were naked was so key! DAMN! What a hottie! What a body! Amy is the luckiest girl in the world, with all kinds of excuses to get sexy with her nude body. If I could just come up with some sort of way to get involved in that too. But HOW?!?!

Katherine put down her pen for a moment and closed her eyes. She daydreamed about what it would be like to have Christine as a "sister" fully integrated into the harem. She licked her lips while picturing the two of them having sex with a double-headed dildo. She particularly savored the thought of Christine wearing a black collar.

She was tempted to masturbate to such a thrilling fantasy, but instead picked up her pen again.