Chapter 383: D-Cup Loses Something Very Precious to Her (Hint: It's Not Peter Harrison)

Monday, July 2, 2007 (Continued)

My three girls started moving inside. I bent down and scooped D-Cup up, holding her in front of me as I carried her. She was getting cold feet so they would've worked too slowly. I wanted to get started NOW! To distract her I said, "You're not officially my serving girl yet, not until I take your virginity. So just this once I'll carry you inside, but after this you'll have to carry me, okay?"

It fell mostly flat with her. She wasn't in the mood for even my humor because she was too disoriented. For the same reason, she wasn't in the mood for sex either. Julia had a small commitment ceremony planned for the bedroom, but it wasn't going to work because D-Cup's ability to absorb any more whelm was over. As we neared the bedroom, D-Cup started squirming in my arms, saying, "Ahh, Mark. I'm not sure..."

"Shh, Nevaeh. There are no more decisions now. God sent you to me and I have accepted you. You are mine already. God knows it, the angel knows it, I know it, and in your heart you know it too. It's all over except for a small action that you don't have any say over. You never did, not from the moment God decided that you were going to be mine. Lie back and trust me and God. We know what we're doing. You love me. You need to be with me. You've never met a man like me before and you never will. I can read you like a book, and I know what what's best for you..."

After the first few sentences had established my meaning, D-Cup's anxiety and fear steadily drained out of her with every sentence, especially with every repetition of "God". She liked the theme of my last few sentences too. I kept the responsibility-removing statements going nonstop. I used NP to pull my girls to the side and make them stop walking as D-Cup and I walked passed them and into the bedroom, the door magically closing behind us to block the girls out. I NP-rubbed their nipples to let them know I was fine, then rubbed their cheeks to let them know I loved them.

The plan for the sex part of today was for me to spend an hour or so giving D-Cup virginity-retaining orgasms before I used NP to summon the girls, who would come in to witness the act itself. I had just decided to modify the plan. I kept telling D-Cup things she wanted to hear - cycling through variation after variation of: "You have no choice", "God wants this", "We know best", "I am special," and, "You love me." The more I said those things, the less anxious she was. And after a dozen more sentences, her happiness started returning. Half a dozen more sentences, and her enthusiasm started registering.

I recited them one after the other, variation after variation; it's very useful to have thirty two minds. There was no attempt at a conversation. My chant was washing over her, draining her fears and uncertainties away, and then reminding her of all the incredibly excited thoughts she'd been having ever since being three thousand feet over Corvallis. I remembered to mention that too, as she'd reacted so well to it at the time. Her excitement grew, her lust bloomed, and I kept my incantation going, knowing very well that I should NEVER mess with a winning formula, especially not when the stakes are so high (she was lying on her back).

Thirty seconds later, D-Cup launched herself on top of me, kissing and praising me, while she laughed and cried at the same time. D-Cup was REALLY good at multitasking her face.

I kissed her in return, started rubbing my hands over her body for the first time - at LONG LAST! - and kept my recitation going, but upping the proportion of the "God wants this" and "We know best" type of statements.

I was waiting for her to get aroused enough that I'd be able to take her easily, and I was prepared to wait up to a whole minute if I needed to, although how fast her lust was surging made that seem unlikely. D-Cup didn't wait for me to decide. She started begging me, "Take me Mark! Take me now! I want you. I want to be yours. PLEAZE make me yours. I'm ready NOW! Like God wants us to."

#14: <I don't know about you guys, but I'm convinced.>

#11: <I'm still undecided, so why don't you control the body while I think about it.>

#14: <My pleasure.>

#11: <That's what I'm hoping.>

I climbed on, raised myself and lined myself up, placing the head of my cock in the entrance of her pussy. I suddenly remembered we'd placed a towel beside the bed for this, but getting it arranged would be too disruptive now.

D-Cup was chanting music to my ears, "YES Mark! Take me! Make me yours! I LOVE YOU! I want to serve you. I'll serve you better than ANYONE! I'll be PERFECT for you..."

D-Cup being a typical female in talking about something rather than just doing it, I was having to wait to get a word in edgewise. I wasn't going to say anything particularly important, but something should be said to make the moment special for her. It'd probably be something along the lines of, "I ACCEPT YOU!" as I simultaneously thrust into her. Or it might be something else similar; I was still tossing around ideas among the other conversational threads we were having (we multitask our conversations far more than I write herein. There are thirty two of us, and it's not as if any of us ever have anywhere else to go, so we have a LOT of conversation. Take it from me thirty two times, you really don't want to read all of our conversations, just representative samples). Anyway, at the appropriate time one of us will say something suitable to Nevaeh, as that's the way it usually works with me. We don't consciously decide minor things anymore - that'd be a real pain with so many of us - they just emerge when needed because we've gotten so efficient at working together and trust each other so much.

That D-Cup never seemed to run out of breath made me create the Guardian Angel to startle her. I also realized that it'd be a good way of making this moment special for her. We'd planned to have my girls be her witnesses but it wasn't happening that way. Having an angel as a witness of her giving her virginity had to be a very special thing. It was much better for her than being watched by other girls, I now realized. I'd make it glow brighter at the moment of consummation to better show its happiness.

Surprised by the angel's appearance, Nevaeh stopped speaking. I started saying whatever it was that'd come to mind when I opened my mouth. The long litany of telling her that she was going to obey me and God put me in the mood of saying, "Do you swear to God to obey my orders to the very best of your ability?"

"YES! I SWEAR!"

I was suddenly reminded of an old idea I'd had back at the end of the FBI problems, the reminder probably coming from my creating the angel just now and thinking of making it glow brighter. I suddenly acted on my impulse, creating three VERY BRIGHT, red, green and blue superimposed light blobs (i.e. a white blob), then almost instantly canceled them and the angel. The result was a blinding flash of white light. Then I thrust deep into Nevaeh and paused.

"Mark, I swore to G ... Oh, you're in me?"

"Yes I am."

"I swore to God. Did you see that burst of light?"

"Yes I did."

"I swore TO GOD. A REAL oath. Not like promising to be pure at church. This was REAL! With a bright light and everything."

#5: <Julia DID want to push the God Button as hard as possible. I think we just mashed it all the way.>

#19: <Yeah, we might've gone a bit far. She's awestruck by it.>

#1: <We can't backpedal now.>

"I saw it, Nevaeh. You are mine now."

"I swore to obey you always, didn't I?"

"The exact words were, 'Do you swear to God to obey my orders to the very best of your ability.' That's what you have to do now."

"Oh boy! This is serious. This is bigger than the wedding vows, bigger than being married, or ANYTHING. People get divorced, but I can't disobey you, can I? Not EVER, not even once?"

"I think that'd be a VERY bad idea. You swore to God and He accepted your oath."

"He sure did! Oh boy. I just did something very big, didn't I?"

"I don't think there's anything bigger."

"It was a miracle, wasn't it?"

"A big one. I've never heard of God taking an oath so seriously before. That was something VERY special, and definitely a major miracle."

"You've never heard of it before?"

"No. I think God created that miracle just for you."

"Wow."

I could see her struggling to come to grips with it. After a few seconds her emotions stabilized, and she announced not-quite-proudly, but getting there, "My life belongs to you now, Mark."

"For as long as I want it. You swore to obey me, so I have control over you until I cancel your oath."

"You can do that?"

"Yes. I have a strong feeling that I can. It's the only moral possibility. You have to obey me for as long as I want, and when I decide it's over, then it's all gone."

"Boy. This is like being married, but even stronger."

"No it's not, Nevaeh. In a marriage both people make an oath to each other, but you know I didn't make an oath to you. We are not equals. I am your superior and your master, and you are my servant that I can order to do whatever I want."

"So you OWN me!"

"I can remember your telling me last night that you wanted me to have your mind and soul. Now I have ALL of you, so I guess you could call that 'owning'. I don't like that word much because it's for 'things' and it sounds insulting to use it on someone as lovely as you. A much better way of saying it would be that I now have your TOTAL loyalty."

"I don't like that, Mark. It's too weak. I like 'own' much better. I can't risk disobeying you even once. I could go to Hell for making a SINGLE mistake, so I have to be VERY careful. I want you to say you own me because that will make it much easier for me to remember how important it is for me to obey you."

#14: <Archangel Michael said there was no such place as Hell. I'd tell her that, but what is her incentive to behave after that? Is it being locked out of Heaven? Because from what Archangel Michael said, the souls go to something different. We could get ourselves tied into a messy theological debate. Those don't interest me much at any time, and CERTAINLY don't at the moment! I'd very happily suggest we leave her thinking she's avoiding Hell, but what about the first time she disobeys us? It's bound to happen sooner or later.>

#10: <I can't think of an answer either. Hopefully we will before she disobeys us.>

"Okay Nevaeh, I 'own you'. Just so long as you're not insulted by it."

"I wouldn't mind an insult if it kept me aware of how important it is that I obey you, but I don't feel insulted to be owned by you, Mark. You're a special favorite of God, so I can trust you. I'm glad it's not any other boy that owned me. That'd be TERRIBLE!"

"Yeah, they could force you to have sex with them." I vibrated my hips a little.

"Haha, haha. I FORGOT! I can't believe I forgot you were in me..."

"You were distracted by something MUCH more important. Sex isn't nearly as important as swearing a real oath to God."

#15: <Haha. Remind me again why we did the fake oath to God. Wasn't it because we were impatient to get on with having sex?>

"You're very mature, Mark."

"Thank you. I try. I'm very glad to see that you're happy with your decision to swear that oath."

#12: <We will NEVER be able to tell Nevaeh the truth about light blobs... >

#19: <Or anything else really, because if she knows we have one magical ability she might realize we could have light blobs as another ability. I don't think that's going to be a problem. I can't imagine her ever being in the league where we'd open up to her that much. Apart from anything else, I'd never want to trust someone with our life-or-death secrets when they're so gullible that anyone could trick them into blabbing.>

#1: <We probably never will tell her, but I suspect your inability to imagine it is more a judgment about you/us than about her. We've been so focused on sex with D-Cup that we set everything up as a trick and never imagined not tricking her. That was similar to what we did with Ava, but we never painted ourselves into a corner with Ava the way we have now. We could and did change our relationship with Ava, but Nevaeh would never forgive us for practicing this much deception on her.>

"I'm over the shock now, and I think that I like that it happened. I wanted to be with you, and now I am. Now I'm tied to you as strongly as it's possible to be..."

"That's not a good way of thinking about it. If you were tied to me, then I'd have to be tied to you as well, but I'm not. I OWN you. I own my car, and even though I like it, I don't feel obliged to visit it every day to see how it is. I don't feel obliged to take it with me everywhere I go, or any other obligations like that. Obligated is a similar word to 'tied', and I'm not obligated to you at all. I will try to be kind to you because that's the sort of guy I am, but I'm not obligated to be. This sounds cruel, but it is true and I want you to understand it. If I'm very busy on something else, I might not talk with you at all for several weeks. I could simply order you to wait for me to call you, and you'd have to wait for as long as I wanted. Weeks, months or even years if I wanted. Do you understand?"

"I easily understand, Mark. I swore a powerful oath to God and He accepted it. I have no choice about obeying you. I wouldn't like being left alone, but what I like or don't like doesn't make any difference."

"That's exactly right. I will try to order you to do things you'll enjoy, but sometimes something needs to be done which is unpleasant no matter who does it, and I could easily order you to do those things because that's what having a serving girl is for, after all."

"I understand. I've taken a big risk, and it's too late to try to back out now."

"You've taken the BIGGEST risk because you've given me control over your entire life for as long as I want, even for a hundred years. Or maybe it'll just be ten years or one year. Whatever it is, it's out of your control."

"I don't think I'm going to mind. I've seen TWO miracles in the SAME DAY because of you. I'm still learning how special you are, but it's VERY, VERY special isn't it?"

"It is quite a lot, yes. I've got some amazing physical abilities like swimming fast and other more useful ones, but my most useful ability is my intelligence. I'm incredibly good at studying and learning. And I'm very good at reading people too, as you know. Those are very useful abilities.

^-- "Something else, while I remember it. You're only sixteen, so you're still legally under your parents' control. Obviously if your parents ordered you to do one thing and I ordered you to do something else, you'd..."

"Do what YOU said. I understand that. I swore to God to obey you."

"That's right. The problem is that if you disobeyed your parents they can legally do things to you that I can't. They could send you away until you're eighteen, for example. My point is that we have to be careful until you're eighteen, so I'm not intending to use my power over you for anything dramatic. Something incredibly important just happened to you, but the next few months might be quite ordinary for you."

"Maybe, but I don't think so. I've a feeling that being in your life is going to change my life amazingly."

"I'll tell you one difference, you're going to get a LOT more sex than you used to have, starting NOW!" I started my hips moving.

"{Giggle}. You've already given me more than I used to have."

I concentrated on the job at hand. Also on the job at cock. The at-cock job was great. I must confess that I get a very nice amount of additional pleasure out of having a wider cock. I should have expanded it years ago (take my advice: stop squeezing your own one so often, in case you're making it narrower). On the other hand, the at-hand job, and the other hand's at-hand job, were both on D-Cup's namesakes. I was REALLY enjoying those too. I was so glad I owned them. I've never owned a pair of tits before and I'd chosen a magnificent pair to start my collection with.

We took it slow to start with, not having much choice about that because the width of my cock and the narrowness of her never-penetrated pussy were extremely similar. In a nutshell, D-Cup was VERY tight! I made a mental note to ask God to make my next serving girl one with the next size up pussy; not that I was going to send this one back, not after all the effort my girls and I had put into giving her a good attitude.

I kept my rhythm slow while she got used to it and while I started learning about her body. I've had a great deal of experience in learning about new bodies, quite a few of whom had been - until a few moments previously - virgins, so I was very confident in what I was doing. My cock was thicker than ever before, but other than needing to be more careful for the first several minutes, it made it even easier to give her a good time.

D-Cup had waited almost seventeen years for her first sexual experience, and it took her less than seventeen minutes to discover that she'd waited far too long. "I LOVE sex! This is fantastic! I love being owned by you. Speed up again please. Oh yeah, like that. Oh boy!"

One thing that really punched her buttons, was dirty talk, specifically things like, "I OWN your body now, Nevaeh. I can do ANYTHING I want with it. You can't stop me. All I have to say is 'Take your clothes off, lie down and spread your legs, ' and you have no choice but to obey. I have TOTAL control over you, and I'm going to use it to fuck you every time I get the urge."

She thought that was a great idea, and urged me to do it now.

"I am."

"Do it faster then. I can't stop you, so you can go as fast as you want."

#5: <So much for our intention of going slow.>

Her previous opinion of how good sex was got blown out the window when her orgasm hit her. After she'd caught her breath, she exclaimed, "Oh my God! That was better than ANYTHING! I've never felt..."

"Roll over and raise your hips."

"Pardon."

"I OWN you. Roll over and raise your hips."

"You're going to do me again!"

"I own you, so I don't have to explain myself. Roll over so I can fuck my possession again."

"Oh boy!"

Doggy position with D-Cup was FANTASTIC. Her tits hung down and swayed gorgeously with my thrusts. I moved my sight blob around to see her breasts from the side, from underneath, from the front. They were all fantastic. From the side was my favorite view. As was from underneath. From the front was pretty damned good too. Times like this, I REALLY wished I could have more than two sight blobs.

Which reminds me to mention a little use of NP that I've neglected to tell you about until now. If you've got a really good memory, you might remember that Julia's bedroom in her home back when I first dated her included an excessive mirror setup that pulled out from the wall, swiveled and rotated to allow her to get all sorts of simultaneous views of herself in the outfit she was currently contemplating wearing. Julia likes having mirrors in her bedroom, so we had an equally complicated setup in our Peoria Road home and we have one here inside the walk-in closet, as well as normal mirrors elsewhere of course. The current version is large enough for Julia, Carol and Ava to preen together. In the course of my thinking about sex one day, which I do from time to time, and from my enjoying the many sights that sight blobs give me during sex - as they were doing with Nevaeh now - I'd had the idea of floating mirrors around the bed so the girls could see us during sex. It's amazing how sexy it is to see yourself and your loved ones going at it from the unusual angles provided by multiple nearby full-length mirrors. We enjoy that so much that the mirrors in our current home's walk-in closet can all be detached from their holders, and quite often are, as using them has become a fairly common part of our lovemaking. NP is EXCEPTIONALLY useful! Sight blobs were letting me enjoy the same experience now, but Nevaeh had to miss out on enjoying that because it was asking too much to expect her to believe God or His angel would hold mirrors for us to better see our sexual acts. That sounded too much like what the Devil would do, which was something I couldn't risk her thinking.

Donna had been waiting outside the bedroom door for the last five minutes. D-Cup had been too excited to benefit from Donna's visit during that time, so I'd gotten Donna to wait. Now that D-Cup and I were at the start of a second round, it was an ideal time for Donna to come in. So I gave Donna a pat on the ass. More of a rub really, but she got the idea and moved forward. I kept rubbing to make sure she kept getting the message, as young kids these days have terribly short attention spans. And in Donna's case, a nice ass.

As per her instructions, Donna didn't knock. She opened the door quietly and walked toward the bed. We grinned at each other. About ten feet from the bed, and with an ordinary conversational voice, Donna said, "I've drawn up a..."

"EEK!" D-Cup tried to drop her body flat on the bed. She tried REALLY hard to do that, but I was holding her up by her hips so she couldn't lower an inch. To make matters worse (in her opinion) I was still thrusting in and out of her.

D-Cup's arms flailed around while I said, "Oh, hi Donna. I didn't hear you come in. Have you met Nevaeh before?"

"Yeah. I showed her around the Adults' House. We talked about exercise and I don't think she has enough endurance to be a good lover for you, so I've drawn up an exercise program for her."

"That's a great idea. Thanks Donna.

^-- "Nevaeh, you're squirming around unusually. What's the matter?"

"I never expected anyone to see me having sex!"

I couldn't resist, "Oh. Do you want Donna and me to leave?"

"What? No, not YOU. I mean ... Oh. You're teasing me, aren't you?"

"That's because you're doing something very silly. You're behaving as if sex is something to be ashamed of. I know the church has brainwashed people for hundreds of years to be ashamed of it, so I understand your reaction, but can you think of a SINGLE reason why you should be embarrassed? If you met Donna at the Adults' House then she's already seen you naked, so that can't be a problem..."

#18: <We probably shouldn't have said that because how do we know she was naked during that Tour? We were in our study the whole time. She hasn't reacted and is probably too distracted, but be prepared to make up some crap if she mentions it later.>

#11: <Sorry.>

" ... You told me just a few seconds before Donna came in that this was the best fun you've ever had in your whole life, which seems like a very strange thing to want to hide because people usually like company when they're having fun. Is it because you're stark naked and Donna's got clothes on?"

"Yes! I want..." I thrust particularly hard, interrupting her speech and trail of thought

Donna said, "That's easy." She dropped the exercise program on the bed, pulled her T-shirt off and started removing the rest of her clothes.

D-Cup groaned and chuckled. "You tricked me. You're teaching, ugh, me a lesson?" The "ugh" because I was still thrusting away.

"Yep: to let go of your embarrassment about sex. I don't mean to have it in public because some people would be offended and some males might become a danger to you, but everyone in my extended family has the correct attitude to sex. I'm even surprised that the other girls haven't come in to check how your first time is going." I was holding them back for the same reason I'd held Donna back. Donna probably wanted to get out and do something so I was letting her carry out her part of the plan first. The other girls would arrive soon after Donna left.

"I understand. I keep saying that, but there's so much you're teaching me."

"I'm happy to, sweetie. It's not your fault you were given bad information and I'm impressed by how quickly you're changing your attitudes. You're probably a bit distracted now, but when you've got a quiet moment try to think of a good reason why the law doesn't allow everyone to have sex in public. I can't think of one. Think about all our other bodily functions: We eat and drink in public. People will fall asleep in buses or planes. We don't quite go to the toilet in public, but we get close to it as men stand beside each other at urinals and both sexes normally have bathroom cubicles with open tops and bottoms, and when females are out in public they always take a friend to the bathroom with them. Admittedly sex can be a bit messy, but so can eating, and that's sometimes a VERY social activity. And there are plenty of puritans who get upset at a couple just kissing passionately in public, which isn't messy at all unless they're doing it very badly, haha.

^-- "I think the church has done everyone a HUGE amount of damage by repressing sex. It's caused all sorts of problems and it's stopped people being as friendly to each other as they should be able to be. Donna's taken all her clothes off now, even though you understood her point after she'd only taken her T-shirt off. She's not the least bit worried about being naked around me. Nor me around her, and the same with Carol. I'll take a guess that you wouldn't strip in front of your brothers?"

"NO WAY! That'd cause a terrible family crisis. Your family is far healthier than mine. Although yours is strange in some ways."

"What ways do you mean?"

"Like Donna wanting to have sex with you when she's eighteen. You knew about that, didn't you?"

"I thought Donna DIDN'T want to have sex with me; that she'd much rather find her own boyfriend. I was just her backstop if she couldn't find anyone else."

"That's what I meant. IF she can't find anyone, then she'll want to have sex with you. I'm not saying it is, but a lot of people would think that's very wrong."

"That the churches' nasty influence again. If Donna doesn't find a good boyfriend by the time she's eighteen, then I'd be worried about her getting very lonely and desperate for male company, and she might hook up with a bad choice. I don't want her to have that risk, so the safest and best thing would be for me to give her some relief from time to time. Plus I love my sister, and I love helping her and making her happy. Doing that and protecting her at the same time is something I'd be honored to do. We wouldn't be making a baby; just having some friendly sex. Donna and I are VERY good friends."

"I'll say!" agreed Donna. "Mark is one of my MOST best friends. It'd be better if he was horse, but he's pretty good for a human boy, haha."

Nevaeh commented, "You make it sound so simple."

"Can you think of a single good reason society should not be perfectly happy for all brothers and sisters to be the same as my sisters and me?"

"I can't imagine my family being like yours, but you're right that I can't think of reason we shouldn't be allowed to. It would make people happier, I think."

"It certainly makes my family happier, so I agree with you. But don't worry about Donna's sex-life because it'll never happen with me. Donna will have plenty of boyfriends; probably too many of them. I don't know whether you're aware of this or not, but boys are VERY attracted to girls with big breasts."

"Haha, haha. Yes, I'm aware..."

"Oh, did someone tell you?"

"About a million boys have told me."

"Could I get away with claiming that I'm so pure that I never noticed them?"

"I DON'T THINK SO! Not with your thing inside me, haha."

"Try to get used to calling it a 'cock', Nevaeh. Being scared of saying the correct word is silly. Or in my case, you can be even more accurate by calling it, 'The Most Amazing, Wonderful and Incredible Cock in the Universe." Something that wasn't a vain claim, not after my girls had redesigned it for their benefit.

"So far it's the best one I've EVER had, haha."

I made a mental note to make sure she got no more comparisons in the foreseeable future.

Donna said, "Nevaeh, can I make some suggestions of ways you can enjoy yourself more?"

"Ahh, I guess so. That's all right, isn't it, Mark?"

"Sounds like an excellent idea. Donna knows a lot more about sex than you do."

"How did you learn so much and still be a virgin, Donna?"

"You don't have to be something to learn about it. Like be a non-virgin, I mean. I know about horses but I'm not a horse, although sometimes I wish I was because I'd love to gallop like a horse. You know how to drive a car, but you've never been a car. Everyone says that sex is a HUGE amount of fun and I want to be REALLY good at it when I start, so I'm studying it very closely now. You studied how to drive a car before you drove one, so why wouldn't you study how to do something important like sex before you started?"

"Because my parents wouldn't let me. But you're right, it seems stupid not to learn first. You're very lucky to have such good parents."