Chapter 83: Some Introductions

Tuesday September 2, before sunrise.

When we walked in the door from the garage I was pleased to find Li was waiting for us in the foyer, along with Cynthia, Brisk and Zar. Li was topless, wearing only a short pleated skirt, no wig and no makeup. Abril and Jessica did not bother to dress, as we were inside.

Li gave Abril and me a quick kiss each then turned to Jessica.

“Are you ... Do Wong?” Jessica asked holding out her hand. “Weren’t you the Best Man, at the wedding?”

Li ignored the hand, she embraced Jessica and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “So many questions so quick, not easy for simple answer. You met me as Do Wong, but I regret that is not my true name, for this poor girl does not know who her father was.” (That struck Jessica who did not know her blood father.) “Mother only met him one time, he was one of many men who enjoyed her company for sex one day at sea, on a slow boat from China. She does not know which made her baby. Is a complicated story, sad with much pain. I did stand up at the wedding. If you call me ‘best man’ the term is good enough, since I had the rings, but is not precise. In fact I am Eric’s loyal concubine!”

“But ‘concubine,’ doesn’t that mean sex slave?” Jessica said.

“Let me ask, you are not all white, but are you proud of your cultures?”

“Yes. Hmm ... like you I did not know my biological father. But yes, I am proud of both my white family, and my black heritage from Nigeria. But...”

“I am proud of my yellow heritage. Also proud of what I have become for this man. In Asia, did you know only the most attractive and sharp women are concubines? They play an important part in culture, much like the incestuous princesses traded between Europe’s royalty to mother kings, except concubines make their own fate instead of being pawns for others. In truth I was raised in bondage, in San Francisco, by an evil man. I am proud to have improved myself so my lover Eric would take me, use my body and bind us together for life. Look, here is my diamond, a yellow diamond to honor the yellow skin of my mother’s homeland.” She lifted her skirt to show she was wearing the whole outfit, rings on both sides, pendant and chains. “You can touch to look if you want.”

It was a diamond, so Jessica had to look close. She did not touch intimate flesh, but her eyes were drawn to look closely at the glittering diamond. “I see, it is an unusual placement,” but she sounded doubtful

“Unusual? How would you know? Have you seen other concubines?”

“Not that I am aware of ... I take your clever point, I guess the status is somewhat a secret you keep for your man and maybe his close friends. Clearly, I am the student here.”

“I understand you are a writer. Have you read the Good Book?” Li added extra enthusiasm for the last two words.

“Yes, I have. Maybe not religiously, but a writer finds ideas in many places.” Jessica stepped into Li’s next trap.

“There is a man in that book. It is written that he was the wisest man ever. He had 700 wives of noble birth and also 300 low-born concubines he loved dearly. If Solomon is a wise man, it must have been a wise move to have both. Perhaps the wives - all gifts of nobel parents who gave them away for some reason - were political love for his nation while the concubines were for loving of a personal nature, of the heart, so he could think clearly.”

“Now that you mention it, I read that he was wise, and I recall he had many concubines.” Jessica saw where Li was like her, but had a type of status Jessica missed. “I ask you to forgive my implied judgement from before.”

“Just so you know, I am not a sex slave. That is how I was born and was raised by the evil man, but my mother freed me. A sad story, I had no childhood. As a free woman I chose this man as he chose me, I fought the urges because I was not worthy but he was so good ... irresistible! He chose me for what is inside. I not have a curvy, sex body like Abril, as you can plainly see she is magnificent, I bet your father will enjoy ... but what I have, I use to please him who chose me. I will be faithful. We will not divorce, we will be together till death do us part. That is my tradition, not like so many married rich people who take vows in front of everybody important, then divorce when something better comes along.”

Jessica saw the point. “The way it is going more people do not bother even to get married until after they have kids. Sometimes I am depressed because I have not found a man to marry, I embraced my studies instead. But then when I see so many get divorced, maybe I am the lucky one. I fuck the firm lawyers that Uncle David picks out for me, one a month. I used to think that was good enough ... But this weekend I had the best men I have ever had ... of course, all the good men are married.”

“You must know, some cultures allow more than one wife ... or concubine ... or consort ... or ... you know smart women might also chose.” She looked at Cynthia.

While this discussion was going on Cynthia opened her light robe then gave me a gentle hug and a kiss, saying “we missed you” while patting her tummy. I gave her a second kiss on her bare tummy that she expected.

Then she turned to Abril in a passionate embrace and a very long, extended obscene kiss that Jessica could not miss. “I can’t wait to get you upstairs,” Cynthia whispered, but not so soft that Jessica didn’t hear. Cynthia was wearing a cute pink robe that highlighted how her bump was protruding.

When they broke the kiss Abril introduced Jessica to her “girlfriend” Cynthia, who was also at the wedding. Abril and Cynthia kept clinging together, they had missed each other. Cynthia had been sleeping so she was not fully awake.

“You are Abril’s girlfriend? I didn’t know, she ... are you pregnant?”

Cynthia replied with a smile, “Yes, starting my second trimester. I tricked Eric ... I made a childhood fantasy of mine come true. Maybe too true...” she said, patting herself. “Now we eat for two.”

Abril continued for her, “I put them in bed together, giving my man a sweet treat. I did not fall in love with Cynthia until some time after that. My life is not a good story but now she is a happy chapter. We are lovers, and someday maybe more. Who needs labels?”

Jessica just shook her head at the revelations so far.

She was then introduced to Brisk and Zar. It was good to meet everybody, but it was still dark out and everybody had been in bed. Abril wanted to spend the rest of the night with Cynthia, who needed her sleep, and would get better sleep in her lover’s arms. Li indicated she had designs on my body, so I asked if Jessica wanted to join us, I joked how I could flip a coin for who got tied up ... or she could go to a room of her own. In any event, I would be going to work at noon and would put in a full day.

Looking at Li, Jessica was trying to think of a way to decline my company, she did not want to interfere with my concubine. That was when Brisk stepped up, suggesting he could take Jessica’s bags to her room on the second floor. She liked that idea. I gave him a “green light” signal so he knew his first impulse had my okay. I expected that Brisk and his brother would both wind up getting to know Jessica quite well before I got home from work.

Li dragged me up to my room, hectoring me all the way in Chinese. It was her way to express how much she missed me paying attention to her, but doing it in a way nobody understood so as not to offend. As an American it was her right to yell at me, but as a Chinese concubine she could not express displeasure before me or others of the household. Thus did she satisfy the complex and conflicting needs of both her cultures.

In the Chinese part of her lecture I understood that I was compared to a mule and a goat. As I was not positive of my understanding I took no offense, after all, one is strong and tireless, and the other defines determination. Once we got to the room I skimmed over the high points of the last few days: I was made a partner, Abril got the highest price in the auction and was used exclusively by David and Evert, my team got Rose and “Sondra” to enjoy, and my last report of the cleanup crew said that all the Aztex suicide killers, roughly 175 in number, were dead and burning, with no losses on my side. My people had a clean get-away and a fair profit for the Patron, who would be me someday. Also, we had rescued a nun and the ship was on the way to Florida.

“You sound very proud of yourself,” she said. I smiled in agreement, I was proud on myself. “But you have been neglecting your concubine, is very bad.”

“What must this unworthy master do to make it up to your exemplary self?”

She giggled, she liked this play and was having a hard time keeping a tone and expression that was sufficiently upset and Chinese. “It seems I will need an excess of kisses ... it will require at least a month of excess attention. We will start tonight with double kisses.”

“Double kisses? How do I do that? Must I call Abril to service?”

“NO! Cynthia needs her, she is pregnant and feels fat-ugly - a silly American made-up disease - plus she is worried about being sent off to your Patron.”

“Well, that may turn out far better than our dear Cynthia can imagine. The worse she thinks it will be, the sweeter it will turn out, so I cannot comfort her. But without Abril or Cynthia, how am to make up with these double kisses.” Li did not know what was planned for Cynthia, but she trusted my words.

She barely held it together for her next line, which was what this entire little comedy was building to. “Double kisses mean you must wiggle your nasty tongue inside your concubine’s butt ... If it pleases my master, of course.”

I bet she started working on this as soon as she heard I was coming home with company. We rarely started with anilingus, but it sounded like she was in a mood and had made herself ready for me.

“Very well, if I must then please, assume the position for these most unusual and obscene double kisses.” Well, I was not sure how she wanted me.

Apparently she wanted me on my knees, because she placed a pillow at a bottom corner of the bed and bent herself over it, so one of her legs was over the bottom of the mattress and the other was over the side. Her pucker was front and center at the corner, it was scrubbed bright pink and had clearly been stretched open, making it easy for me to service her indecently as she required.

I have to admit, my desire built to do as she asked. My cock was also expressing the opinion that it would like to follow my tongue into that tight little hole, the pleasure promised from having my way with that tight butt as she struggled under me, putting up a faux fight, until one or both of us got off, would by delicious.

But first things first, of course. I was ready to sink to my knees when she noticed the state of my cock. She held her pussy lips open and said I had to fuck her “like a woman” for a few seconds, as a matter of form and proper greeting, before I sank to my knees and brought my tongue where Li demanded my service. She did this because it felt good to her, and she wanted to let me know how horny she was because of my neglect.

I had to suggest “two bird with one stone” by sticking my cock into her tight little ass. That stumped her for a minute trying to object. Finally she said that did not sound like “any kisses” so it would not do, and I was to stop stalling.

So I served her as she bid. I slid my cock in, she was very slick. I did as she asked for the 10 to 15 seconds she allowed. Her pussy felt like a dream on my cock. When she told me it was enough and that I should pull out “and get to the other business.”

I hesitated. “It feels so good, how could I leave? I bet it feels good to you.”

“It does feel good but ... never mind, bad idea. You and I have duties, you must do duty to concubine. It is rule.”

“Yeah, it really feels good. Maybe if you squeeze me real tight inside a few times I will remember duty better. It feels so good ... but I admit, rosy bud looks good too.”

Li was trying hard not to laugh, she loved this little “who is the boss” game that she swears is from China, as long as she was going to get what she wanted. So she started her squeezing, grabbing my cock in her pussy like a strong hand squeezing.

That felt better, but I knew I should not push my luck. She wanted my tongue to service her ass and she had prepared for it, so I was a fool to pass that rare treat up. As I pulled out I promised to fuck her properly someplace good later.

“Maybe everyplace good?” she asked.

“Yes, everyplace good, that sounds better,” I said as I changed position. “But it may take a day or two, I have important company you know.”

“Yes, I thank you for bringing yummy coffee-skin sex toy to concubine. I will enjoy my turn on exotic body with tubular boobs. Now stop talking so mouth can do other thing.” She pointed to her butt.

I imagined that at this moment Jessica was gasping and moaning with the pleasures of taking Brisk’s cock all the way into her body in a more conventional way. Still, I wondered, given the interest she had expressed in our mutual shower, if Sondra/Jessica might enjoy any part of this little vignette; watching, kneeling, or receiving, and who she might enjoy it with. If she stayed long enough it might happen. We hoped she stayed, Jessica would not want to come home early and risk seeing that Church girl doing something disgusting with either parent, she had too much respect for them, and too much disrespect for the Church girls.

I got to my knees and brought my lips where Li wanted them, pressing against her crinkled flesh in a chaste kiss. I forget how soft her skin is there, so soft it is hard to hold the memory. As soon as I made contact Li’s tight muscle relaxed and actively opened for me, it was signal of how much she had prepared for this pleasure because she really wanted it. That ended the ‘chaste’ part. Per her request I started to wiggle my tongue, moving the tip in a circle. I made contact, first just grazing at one point, then touching the scrubbed raw flesh circling all around the little muscle, and finally working in deeper like a corkscrew until I was constrained on all sides from moving. All I could do was flex my tongue inside her at a place where the nerve endings were incredibly dense. Every movement I made was multiplied in Li by those nerves that carried the pleasured feelings they were never intended to feel.

It was the taboo, completely obscene dark kiss we shared, an act that was, by itself, significant and which was even stronger in representing how very much we trusted and treasured each other. That emotional link was the overriding sensation for both of us as my tongue flexed and twisted inside her body.

Li buried her face in a pillow to limit the sound that escaped, but she was continually moaning with pleasure, a rare and distinct pleasure that drilled through the mind in a way nothing else did. The power of the emotion brought tears to her eyes. Her body and her conditioning was telling her to move away, to stop the violation because it was unimaginable, unacceptable, contrary to the way the body was supposed to work. Forbidden by nature.

But her desires went the other way, since I first gave her this gift she was overcome by the act. To her it was the ultimate pleasure, and the perfect sign of how I pleasured her. She was in the mood for it and had made the significant effort in preparing for this. Li’s mastery of her own body was such that her muscle bent to her will and stayed open for my invading tongue. She had willed it open and so it would stay as she partook in this most forbidden and inappropriate pleasure from her Master.

My tongue picked up tastes. The overriding taste was of her raw flash, she had scrubbed herself clean. Then there was the sharp touch of the Everclear white whisky she used sparingly in her cleanse, the taste lingered in the folds. Plus there was Sunset rum she used to finish because I did not like the moonshine. Both were very high proof. For this unique pleasure she did not want to offend my tongue. However, the body absorbed alcohol at a very high rate when it comes in through the exit, so she was very careful in using only measured amounts.

Still, the taste was secondary, the biggest turnon was the tight muscle I was violating with my tongue, the struggle of my penetrating muscle against the tight gatekeeper muscle. Almost as strong was our knowing how we were joined, in a way no man would admit, but which I am sure the image of a round bottom inspired in the species that existed long before we qualified as human. It is hard-wired into the monkey brain.

As I probed her body I often recalled the line from “Last Tango” where the Maria Schneider’s character, in a lovely French accent, tells Brando’s character that he has a long tongue. His reply? “The better to stick up your rear, my dear.” The incredible French beauty is clearly the opposite of being offended by the suggested homage to that part of her anatomy.

Given how Maria Schneider’s body looked at the time, and how delightfully we saw it all on display, I am sure his reply spoke to the secret forbidden desires of many in the audience. Of course, it was not just his tongue that her attractive bottom beckoned; who can forget his request to “fetch the butter,” and what followed?

Li’s body was completely responsive to my tongue, for her it was the best parts of sodomy without the ‘pain in the butt’ factor that comes of putting the large peg in the small hole. (I know, sometimes she wants that too.) I felt her jerk and shudder in response to my every move, every small sensation doubled in intensity because she reacted against it so she did not pull away. Hence, “double kisses.”

The taboo act joined us in intimacy with the thrill and the trust required, by doing this together she knew she was mine, and that was what she needed today after my long absence and the distractions since our early “wedding night” where she and Abril showed by actions how they understood where they each stood with me.

Li’s pussy juices were flowing, surrounding me with her musk and her pheromones. My cock was hard as steel for her. Still, I had no thought of changing what I was doing, I was doing as she desired.

The only sound she made was buried in the pillow, sounds that were a moan of perfect pleasure and delight, expressions of happiness that no words existed for yet still, they had to be expressed.

Finally she called for a change, she had to have it. She wanted me on the bed, on my back, so she could take my body into hers. I knew that she wanted me in her ass, it was her speciality and one that Abril avoided. The perfect ending to what we started. But even more today she was anxious, almost too anxious, to feel my cock spasm in her pussy when my cum spurted up into her like a geyser of my love.

I wondered which she would choose to penetrate and to face. As we moved into position I could see she was asking herself the same questions.

Like there was a choice. She wanted it all, wanted it now, but really only one choice was possible after an absence.

After a moment of indecision she reached down, spread her compact labials, and impaled her body on my cock in one stroke, looking down at me, holding her breast because she needed somebody to do it. She was that wet and open from her preparation. “Fuck my ass later, I want you to cum in me, cum hard. No play ... Now!” She started to move on me, moving up and down, squeezing her internal muscles as she moved on my shaft knowing that I would not last long.

She saw in my eyes when the climax was on it’s way, it was still in the distance, but it was coming fast, she had used the best trick of all, her pure intensely passionate desire. That was when she lowered her torso and took a deep kiss, plunging her tongue into my mouth where she sought to dance with my ass-fucking tongue, a dance that fanned her passion even higher. It was the way she was wired. Our tongues danced around each other like snakes mating on an ant hill, violent with need without any regard except their joining.

In the meantime her muscles inside her body began to work on my cock, fucking my cock without moving by using her muscles, insisting that the pleasure keep coming, so our desires could collide together in one combined expression of desire.

That was when I put the breaks on myself, she was approaching release a lot faster than I was so I could not catch her first climax. Plus, I wanted to enjoy her more before a climax left me weak - I really had missed her. I asked myself why ... then I recalled Rose and Jessica and Abril. Taking Jessica against the wall as others walked by, they were sure to share what they saw with her father, probably adding some imagined details ... I wondered how long I could avoid the Judge?

Li had missed me a great deal in the last few weeks. She was isolated even more since I took her mother - the only person she confided in - to Peru. (I suppose one could say I doubly neglected her, but really, duty called, and dealing with the Chinese girls her mother was fulfilled day and night.) With her mother away she was not used to sleeping in a bed with nobody she loved nearby. Her emotional needs were much more intense now that she was bound to me by the diamond that resting between our bodies. I was learning, now that we were bound she NEEDED to serve me as a woman with her body. She needed to know I desired her enough to take my pleasure from her, wanted me to call on her anytime I got the urge, she thought of herself as an extension of my cock that needed regular exercise, of any type I desired, as long as she knew I desired her regularly. Even if I desired her to watch as I satisfied myself with other women, she craved that. It was what she was conditioned to want, and would serve me any way I asked.

Yes, she was messed up, but so was I, we were good together that way.

Unless the Patron needed me, I did not see myself spending another night away from this house until the October social. (Maybe that was too much, things came up, but that was the plan.) Plus, with Cynthia in her current state of need, I expected that Abril would spend more nights in Cynthia’s bed than either spent in mine. I still had expectations from Resha, Nia and Zar. But subject to her work, I expected to enjoy a lot more time with Li in the near future. She would probably stay here full time until her mother came home, and that could be when the Patron visited in November.