Chapter 13: With A Little Help From My Friends

Jade woke with a start. She’s spent the night sleeping on her front because her wrists were held behind her back by a set of connected cuffs. She also felt the metal collar still around her neck. Her first reaction was that she was back in the pleasure slave training “school”, but she wasn’t lying on a thin straw mattress or even on the floor. And then she remembered last night’s session with Kat and Rhys. He’d chained Kat and her up while they made, served, ate, and cleared away the evening meal, then used them for his sexual pleasure, although, to be fair, he’d brought them both to climax as well. She’d stopped him from releasing her from the chains before they went to bed, as being restrained by him felt delicious. She’d been rubbing her thighs together in her sleep and had woken up a couple of times, aroused and unable to do anything about it. That made her even more aroused.

She lay, still on her front, watching the light in the room gradually increase as the sun rose outside and hearing Rhys’s breath rising and falling as he slept next to her. She heard Kat stirring on his far side and arched her back so she could see over him – Kat was waking, turning slightly and snuggling in the last throes of sleep. Rhys had removed her chains and collar last night for safety as she’d passed out in post-orgasmic bliss. Jade lay flat again – she’d wait for Kat or Rhys to wake naturally. It would be unfair to rouse them just because she was horny and couldn’t masturbate on her own. Even if her hands were still chained in front of her, as Rhys had originally done, she couldn’t have reached her pussy for relief.

She snuggled down in the bed as best she could, turning onto her side so she faced away from the light from the window. She had to be careful how she manoeuvred in bed; if she rolled over one way, it pulled on the blankets between her and Rhys. He’d be fine, but it also pulled the blankets off Kat. If she rolled the other way, all the blankets over her got dumped in the space between her and Rhys, and she had no way of getting them back with her arms pinned as they were in the small of her back.

She dozed, her mind slowly considering the day ahead. Rhys had an important exam this morning – he needed to pass it to be allowed to start his university course. He’d described it as a sort of health-and-safety test, and that made sense. A course that taught potentially dangerous magic needed to make sure its students knew the limits, especially if some of those students were the pricks that Rhys had described last night. She felt the bed move.

Kat stretched and climbed out of bed. She walked softly around the bottom of the bed, trying not to wake the others, but she stopped when she saw that Jade was already awake, looking up at her with sleepy and needy eyes. “Poor mite,” she whispered. “All chained up and horny as hell, are we?”

Jade looked up at her from her recumbent position and nodded meekly. Kat took hold of Jade’s knee and rolled her onto her back, then pushed at her feet until Jade realised that Kat wanted her to bend her knees, which she did. Kat pushed Jade’s knees apart, her ankles still hobbled by the chain between her cuffs, then crawled onto the end of the bed and planted her head between Jade’s thighs. She parted Jade’s labia with her thumbs and started to explore her vagina with her tongue. She revelled in Jade’s taste and smell as she licked away, alternately tonguing Jade’s clitoris and nudging it with her nose as she explored her vagina.

Kat felt the bed move. Without looking, she knew that Rhys had woken and had climbed out of bed on the far side. She could hear his bare feet on the wooden floorboards of the bedroom, and then he gripped her hips. Seconds later, he was inside her. She purred in contentment, but the noise was muffled due to her mouth and nose being buried in Jade’s muff.

Rhys started to move, gently sliding his cock in and out of Kat’s pussy. He held her hips, keeping her steady as she continued to tongue Jade’s snatch, but then he switched to leaning forward over her back and holding her tits. He squeezed them gently and rubbed and pinched her nipples. Kat was now much less balanced, and Rhys’s thrusts were making it difficult for her to hold her face steady in Jade’s pussy.

As usual, each of them was feeling emotions and sensations from the other two. Rhys could feel Kat’s discomfort and mild panic at her lack of balance, and, as much as she loved him massaging her breasts, she wanted him to switch back to holding her hips, so he did just that. Kat sent a mental “thanks” to him as she continued attacking Jade’s pussy in a more stable manner.

Arousal swirled between all three of their minds, merging, each of them losing awareness of which feeling was theirs and which was someone else’s. Unlike previously, this mental whirlwind didn’t manifest outside their bodies. There was no wind whipping around the room, no loose papers being carried into the air, no curtains moving. Instead, the energy they generated amplified both the feelings coming from their own bodies and their feelings for each other in a feedback loop. It surged between bodies, almost lifting their individual consciousnesses away from themselves. And then it peaked.

Their orgasms arrived simultaneously, each driven by the shared energy. Rhys groaned and thrust his cock as deep as it would go into Kat’s pussy as he unloaded volley after volley of sperm into her. Jade gave a silent scream and released a flood of girl cum into Kat’s face. It was fortunate that Rhys’s final thrust pushed Kat forward and her face away from Jade’s pussy because she blacked out momentarily and was at risk of inhaling it.

Kat lay between Jade’s legs, her face on Jade’s belly. Rhys had slumped forward, his face resting between Kat’s shoulder blades. The energy field between them calmed, but this time settled back into each of them rather than dispersing into the room. Rhys lay there for a moment and then, realising he wasn’t feeling sleepy, drained or tired, pushed himself up from the bed. The two women were the same. There was no post-orgasmic stupor for either of them. Rhys helped Kat get up off Jade without squashing her further, then went to get the keys to unlock Jade’s chains. Jade rolled over onto her front, away from the wet patches on the bed, exposing the chain and locks that connected her ankles, wrists and neck. Rhys arrived with the keys and quickly unlocked her.

Jade rolled into a sitting position, feet on the floor, sitting on the edge of the bed, and stretched her arms above her head. “I’m getting out of shape,” she announced. “There was a time when twelve hours in chains would have been nothing to me. Now I’m sore, and I’m full of kinks.” Rhys looked at her, one eyebrow raised. Jade, realising what she’d said, giggled. “You know what I mean,” she said, giving him a playful shove.

Rhys claimed first use of the shower, wanting to get to the School of Humanities as early as possible to give himself a chance to settle down and do some last-minute cramming for the morning’s exam. While he showered, Jade went through to the kitchen, boiled a kettle of water to make tea, and laid the (now slightly stale) breakfast pastries out on a plate. Once she’d made the tea, she took the cups and the pastries through to the sitting room, where the previous night’s fire was now just a pile of still-warm embers in the fireplace. Kat came through from the bedroom where she’d taken the sheets and blankets off the bed to let the team that serviced the apartment know they needed changing.

Rhys joined the women shortly afterwards, and they took breakfast together, all still naked. He listened with interest as the two women – their opinions on the public transport they’d used in Chatamor, their take on the people they’d seen around the university campus and Kat’s observations about the people she’d met yesterday and the area they lived and worked in.

After they’d finished breakfast, Rhys headed back to the bedroom to get dressed for the day. He’d brought semi-formal clothes with him to wear – he wasn’t yet comfortable enough around the university, and in his department in particular, to wear truly casual clothing of the type he’d seen other students wearing yesterday. Some were dressed as though spending the day on a beach, and while he had no objection to people wearing whatever they liked, it would take some time before he’d be anywhere near confident enough to try anything like that. He went back to the sitting room to say goodbye to Kat and Jade. They took turns to hug him, and their kisses goodbye turned out to be full smooches with tongues, ass grabs, and cock fondling through his trousers. After they’d released him, he picked up his satchel and adjusted his trousers, which produced peals of laughter from the two women.

After Rhys had left, Jade claimed the next use of the shower; Kat took the lightly soiled cups and plates back into the kitchen-cum-slave-quarters and used the last of the hot water from the kettle to wash them. She needn’t have done that – the service team would have done it – but she’d found that she enjoyed doing these small domestic things. Maybe it was the novelty of being able to decide for herself what to do rather than someone else telling her. Maybe it would wear off over time. But, for the time being, she found herself smiling while drying dishes.

She heard Jade calling from the other end of the apartment, telling her the shower was free, so she put the cups and plates back in their cupboard and headed for the bathroom. The water was still warm, and she luxuriated under the stream, smiling as she considered, yet again, how much her life had changed in less than two weeks. She still sometimes wondered if she was in a dream, although the changes in her life were far more than she’d ever hoped for or dreamed about during her life as a slave.

Having finished her shower, she dried herself off and went through to the bedroom. Jade was sitting at the dressing table, brushing her hair in front of the mirror. She briefly looked around as Kat entered the room, the two women exchanging smiles. Kat picked her clothes out of the overnight bag – she was due at Olan’s clinic later that day, so had brought a dark-coloured trouser suit and a white blouse with her. They made her stand out amongst the women and girls in Chatamor, where more traditional dresses and skirts were by far the most common, but the practicalities of seeing patients made trousers and short-sleeved tops the only sensible choice. That and she didn’t mind standing out. She hadn’t noticed anyone openly staring at her, but she did, nevertheless, enjoy it when she saw people glancing at her.

Jade had also brought non-traditional clothes with her. She was due at the Seibjerg embassy this afternoon to begin her diplomatic accreditation, and she’d chosen a narrow skirt, a white blouse, and low heels. She was naturally tall and elegant, and she’d purposefully chosen her outfit to make an impact.

Once both women had dressed and checked each other for any “clothing malfunctions,” Kat took yesterday’s clothes and packed them back into the overnight bag. At the same time, Jade collected the chains and locks from the evening’s slave time and took them through to the slave quarters, hoping they could be used for a repeat performance. Once done, they both donned their ornate slave collars, which they wore around the university, nodded to each other, and left the apartment, locking the door behind them.

The streets were quiet - most classes didn’t start for a few more days - so the two women chose to walk through the main campus rather than keeping to the backstreets. Individually, they wouldn’t have stood out. Two women, though, both wearing professional clothing and slave collars, strutting proudly through the wide avenues of the main campus, drew the attention of some students, who turned to look. One shopkeeper, who was putting out a display of fresh fruit outside his shop, wolf-whistled at them – Kat gave him a look that would have stopped a charging bull, and he quickly scuttled back inside his shop.

They made their way out of the main gate and back onto the normal streets outside. It was much busier out here with people on their way to work and children making their way to school. They rounded a corner, away from the sight of the university gatekeepers, and removed their slave collars. Jade hailed a hansom cab to take them to “Jewellery by Ljusberg”.

The journey was uneventful, but the traffic remained heavy as they skirted the city centre, so, even in the nimbler hansom cab, it took almost an hour to get to Mrs Ljusberg’s shop. Once there, Kat paid the driver, and both women climbed out of the cab.

The bell above the door tinkled as they entered Mrs Ljusberg’s shop, and she came out of the back before her assistant could summon her. She greeted Kat and Jade warmly, shaking hands with each and exchanging polite kisses on their cheek before leading them into the back room.

The room was a cross between a workshop and an office. There was a desk set against one wall, with filing cabinets to the side. At the other end of the office, a workbench sat beneath a large window of square glass panes held in place by a metal grid. It seemed to let plenty of daylight in, but looked secure.

Mrs Ljusberg sat on a tall chair in front of the workbench and looked at Jade and Kat. “May I have the new stones?” she asked. Jade reached into her bag and produced the small box that contained the two tiger eye stones, handing it to Mrs Ljusberg. She opened the box and, holding a magnifying lens to one eye, studied the tiny stones. “Very nice,” she said, not looking up. She took a small pair of tweezers from a wooden stand and moved the stones about in the box, looking at them from different angles.

“As I understand it,” she said, “you want these stones incorporated into your rings.” Jade nodded, “In that case,” Mrs Ljusberg continued, “it’ll be difficult to mount them so you can see them because changing the mounting of the current stone to accommodate the new one will weaken it, and you will risk either or both stones coming loose. I’d suggest we mount the new stone underneath the existing one and keep the existing mount.”

Jade glanced at Kat, who shrugged. “I’ve no idea,” she said. “I suppose we trust the professional.”

Jade nodded back in agreement. Remembering what had happened yesterday, when Rhys had gone into the shielded classroom, severing his connection with Kat and Jade, she warned Rhys that they were about to have their rings worked on and to be prepared. She felt the acknowledgement and his gratitude for the advanced warning returning.

“Who’s first?” asked Mrs Ljusberg. Jade and Kat exchanged a glance before Kat volunteered. She took her ring off, shivered, and handed it to Mrs Ljusberg. Jade felt a check-in from Rhys, making sure that Kat was OK and sent confirmation back. She felt the loss of connection to Kat, but Rhys’s connection still comforted her. Kat, though, was cut off from both of them. Like yesterday, she felt smaller and colder. She was, of course, back into the same situation she’d been in for all except the last three days of her life, alone in her own head, but it now felt like she was diminished, and it scared her more than slightly. Not just because she missed her two lovers sharing her head, but because she realised how quickly she’d got used to it. Maybe even a little addicted.