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Courtesan
Copyright 2020 by HisArpy. All Rights reserved.
The events and characters depicted in this work of fiction are derived solely from the author’s imagination. Any similarity to any real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental.
Tags: Loving wives, Taboo, Incest, Family, Brother, Sister, Mother, Son
This story is 34,127 words long. It is told from two perspectives, alternating as necessary, to tell the entire story. The time line is not chronologically linear.
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KELSEY
“Pay attention!” The man with the yellow wand walked back and forth in front of her. Kelsey looked down the row at the other four women who were kneeling on the floor after they’d all been pushed down to their knees by the men who’d dragged them into the room. One blonde, another dark brunette, a redhead, and a black girl, in addition to herself.
She’d been home, when three men had knocked on the door. Mom had indicated that she wanted her to answer the knock. As soon as she opened the door, the three men had barged into the house and grabbed her. She’d expected it, but they were so fast she had no chance to try to evade them even if she’d wanted to.
“She is yours.” Mom handed some paperwork to one of the men and watched as they bodily lifted her and put her into the back of a black van. Once in the van, one of the men gagged her and put a hood over her head.
“If you try to hit, kick, or escape we will restrain you.” The man’s voice came through the hood covering her head. “Do you understand?”
She nodded yes.
“Good girl.” He fondled her body then squeezed one of her breasts.
That wasn’t so bad and she could handle that. Then he started cutting her clothes off.
“Pay attention!” The words lashed at her again. “Each of you agreed to this. Every one of you agreed to let us do this. But, to be sure that you weren’t tricked or that we’ve been lied to, we’re going to verify that you actually did agree.”
With that, the man motioned to yet another man. He approached the first girl in the row and held out some paperwork.
“Did you sign this? Is this your name and signature?”
“Yes.” The girl nodded.
The man with the yellow wand stepped up and placed it against the girls back. She screamed and jerked away to drop prone on the bare floor as the wand sparked and electricity jumped from the tip to her skin.
“Pay attention.” The man said it a third time and held up the wand. “The only words you are allowed to say here are: Yes Sir. Say anything else, and you will be punished severely.”
He looked down at the girl he just shocked.
“Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” She shivered as she said it from her position flat on the floor and didn’t look up even when she answered the question.
“Is that your signature?” The man pointed at the papers.
“Yes Sir.” She still didn’t look up.
“Did you voluntarily fill out the forms and sign them?”
“Yes Sir.” Yet a third response while she kept her eyes on the floor.
“Good girl.” The man put his hand underneath the girls chin and lifted her up to her knees again. Bending he held her face immobile while he kissed her on the lips, she didn’t even try to avoid it. “Very good girl.”
Releasing the first girl he approached the second girl in the row.
“Is this your signature?”
Each of the other girls in the row affirmed that they had signed the paperwork. When the two stepped in front of her, she nodded even before they held out the forms she’d filled out with her mom’s help.
“Yes Sir.”
“Good.” The man with the wand motioned for the other man to take the paperwork away and then motioned to yet a third man.
“Pay attention.” He indicated the man who stepped forward and then to them. “Pee on the strip.”
“What?” The black girl next to her said it.
Seconds later the wand was applied and the girl screamed from the shock and dropped face down on the concrete. Kelsey could hear her gasping for breath as she curled into a fetal position.
“Pee on the strip.” The wand bearer paid no notice to the girl and motioned with the yellow stick. The other man stuck his hand between the legs of the first girl in the row.
“Good girl.” The man with the shock prod told each of them when they managed to do what they’d been told. “You will be required to pee on the strip every day to verify you are not pregnant. From there, you will do what you’re told, when you’re told, without question. Or you will be punished. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” Kelsey said it along with the other four.
“Good. If you pay attention and do what you’re told, your experience here will be more pleasant than if you don’t.”
The wand holder stepped back as yet another man stepped forward. He was carrying a box. He took an object out of the box and held it up for all of them to see.
“This, is an Omibod. It will be put into you and you will keep it there unless you Escort are told to remove it. Do you understand?”
Without waiting for them to say Yes Sir he stepped toward her.
“Stand up and turn around. Put your hands on your knees and spread your legs.”
Kelsey stood and spun to face away. She moved her feet but the man just kicked her ankles wider and used one hand to force her to bend over. Without any warning, he placed the Omibod against her vaginal lips. Holding her breath she tried not to move even though she wasn’t wet or ready. With a rough dry shove, the round ball was inside of her, the tail sticking out to dangle between her legs. Seconds later, the ball started to vibrate strongly. Her knees buckled and she went to her hands and knees to moan involuntarily as the ball kept vibrating, the buzzing sensation inside of her fading from overwhelming to just barely able to be felt. She moaned again and thrust with her hips a few times when it stopped. Nooo . . . More . . . Please . . . Pleeeeease . . .
“Set one, Kelsey Whitcomb.”
The man with the box moved toward the black girl. The girl turned and spread her feet wide, grimacing as he inserted the next ball from the box. Like Kelsey, her knees buckled and she fell to the floor for a second time that morning. Rolling onto her side, the whites of her eyes showed as she twitched and clamped her thighs together.
“Set two, Shanna Kindrick.”
Each of the other three girls got the same treatment and each of them had the same response to whoever was controlling the intensity of the vibrator.
“On your feet.” Yellow wand commanded them after the last girl had stopped twitching and moaning.
Behind him, mops and buckets appeared. Yellow wand pointed to the wet floor where they’d relieved themselves. “Clean up your mess then go through the green door. There is a shower there and you are to wash yourselves. Afterward, you will be assigned beds. Pay attention. If you fail to keep yourself clean, or refuse to clean up after yourself, or fail to perform whatever task you are told to do, you will be punished until you begin to do what you’re told. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” Kelsey stood and grabbed a mop.
She dunked it into the bucket and began swabbing the floor as the ball in her pussy started vibrating just enough to make her aware of it. Several of the other girls gasped and the black girl, Shanna, had to brace herself with the mop handle to stay on her feet.
When she was done cleaning the floor and had rinsed the mop, the ball stopped vibrating.
“Noooo . . .” All five of the girls cried when the pleasing sensation from the vibrator ended.
“Go through the green door.” Yellow wand paid them no attention.
ONE
“I still don’t know why you wanted me to come with you.” Kelsey stood next to me as I rang the doorbell for Wade’s apartment.
“I told you. I’m not going to visit Wade and Tabitha without someone to chaperone me. There’s no way Helen is going to believe me about anything if I come here alone. You’re my eye witness that I never touched Tabitha while I’m here.”
The door in front of me opened. A very pregnant Tabitha beckoned us both inside. Closing the door behind us, she suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me without warning.
“Didn’t touch her, eh?” Kelsey grinned evilly at me. “Wait until I tell mom what really happened.”
I rolled my eyes at her as Tabitha let me go. Looking down I touched her cheek gently.
“You still doing okay?”
“I am doing very well. Sir.” She put one hand on top of her bulging stomach. There was a small diamond on her ring finger that flashed in the light. “Thank you for asking.”
“Kev?”
Wade’s voice made me turn around. I stared for a second then looked at Tabitha.
“You . . . how?”
“It took stronger measures than I first anticipated.” She smiled and stroked her stomach lightly. “Plus the occasional reward for good behavior. Sir.”
I turned back to look at the apartment. And Wade. Wade. Wearing a sports shirt and slacks. And not a spot or stain in sight. His hair was even combed neatly. The apartment was transformed as well. In the few months since I’d moved out, new furniture graced the living area and the entire space had been repainted from white to a color pallette that visually enlarged the room as well as making it appear more comfortable at the same time. There wasn’t a trace of his gaming console anywhere.
“Big difference, eh?” Wade saw the way I was looking around. He shook my hand after I held it out, then pulled me in for a slap on the back. “I have to admit, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever hear from you again. Tabitha told me I would, but I didn’t believe her.”
“Dude, this is just . . . amazing.” I was stunned by the change in both his appearance and the transformation of the apartment. “Did you lose weight too?”
He grinned and slipped his arm around Tabitha’s shoulders.
“Miracles come to those who wait.”
“I’m just glad Escort Bayan you found each other.” I held out my hands at the two of them in a look at you gesture.
Which got me another hug from Tabitha.
“Oh.” I caught myself and turned to tug Kelsey forward. “Tabitha, this is my sister. Kelsey, this is Tabitha.”
“How do you do.” Tabitha sounded like Eliza Doolittle from the old movie My Fair Lady.
It tool a long second before Kelsey cleared her throat and responded.
“Hello.”
“Now that the introductions are done, let’s sit down.” Wade gestured at the kitchen table. “Did you bring all your stuff with you?”
I held up the manilla envelope that had my design ideas inside and headed for the table.
“Would you like something to drink?” Tabitha made the offer to Kelsey. “If you’d like, we can talk while they discuss business.”
They didn’t actually get to go talk. Instead I made Tabitha sit at the table with Wade and listen as I outlined what I was proposing. I showed them the pictures I’d had taken of Kelsey, in each of her outfits against an evening sky backdrop outdoors. It’d taken longer than I’d liked, and cost more than I’d wanted to pay, to get one of the photography students at the college to take them but the wait and cost had been worth it. The shots were amazing looking and Kelsey had done her best to make it work.
There were other pictures in the stack as well. I wanted Wade to create a photo gallery as part of the website so I’d had Helen and Marjory pose for the photographer too. Their shots were composed differently than Kelsey’s. They were much less dramatic and focused on how well their outfits fit into general life rather than being the cover girl image for the website.
“So, in partial trade for you doing the website design, you can link to your own site and I’ll provide some clothes for Tabitha that she can wear while she’s socializing.” I finished my pitch to Wade and then looked at Tabitha. “After the baby is born and you’re ready to resume your social schedule that is.”
Wade cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“Is there something I need to know about?” I looked at both Wade and Tabitha who shook her head no and poked Wade in the ribs with a stiff finger.
“Ahh, I’m . . .”
What my love means, is that he’s not sure if he’s angry with you knowing about the association and not telling him, or ashamed that you know about my connection with the association and what that means.”
Wade looked down at her.
“I am not a whore. Sir.” Her face was impassive and she blinked her eyes once after she said it. “I have standards and refuse to even consider doing such things as would result in consequences I could not bear to witness.”
Kelsey snorted from where she’d been sitting quietly after Tabitha said it. Then grinned at me when I looked at her. She pointed at Tabitha.
“She sounds like grandmother.”
I looked from her to Tabitha and then back again.
“She ought to, they went to the same school for Ladies.” I looked at Tabitha again. “My mother graduated from there too.”
“Lady Helen.” Tabitha nodded once.
“You know her?”
“Sir, Lady Helen is very well known.” She made a one handed gesture. “I have not had the pleasure of meeting her, but that does not mean I am unfamiliar with who she is.”
“Yeah . . . ah . . .” Wade cleared his throat.
“What my love means is that he’s embarrassed to discover that which was kept secret from him for a very good reason. And that Sir knew about the association, and also knew that I’m a member, but didn’t tell him about any of it in the note he sent with me.”
Tabitha looked at Kelsey and changed the subject. “Did you know that at one time my love thought he was in love with you?”
“And how do you feel about that?” Kelsey’s tone was neutral and she made a cautious vague gesture.
Tabitha smiled and looked at Wade.
“My love has good taste in women.”
“Well, in one woman anyway.” I opened my hand in Tabitha’s direction to show her who I meant then tapped the table top twice with my knuckles to refocus us on why I was there.
“These are beautiful.” Tabitha leaned as far forward as her huge stomach would permit and spread the photographs of Kelsey out on the table. There were over a dozen of them as Kelsey walked toward the camera or posed at the direction of the photographer. The images looked both stormy, captivating, and sensual at the same time.
Tabitha moved them around so that Kelsey in her violet dress was on top of the spread.
“I have some ideas for you along these lines but not the same.” I touched the picture. “If you would like and Wade agrees that is.”
“Yes, I would like it very much. Sir.” She picked up the picture and tipped it to reduce the glare from the kitchen light overhead so she could see it better. “My love will agree.”
“Umm . . .” Wade waffled at that.
“My love?” Tabitha looked at him calmly. “Do you require additional training?”
“Ahh Bayan Escort . . .”
“My love says he agrees also.” Tabitha put the photograph back on the table and looked at Kelsey. “Now that the hard part is done, I would like to talk with you about Lady Helen, if you don’t mind. Is it true that her stars are linked?”
“Yes.” I said it instead of Kelsey. “Fully linked.”
“Fully linked?” Tabitha’s eyes widened. “The Queen of Hearts is fully linked?”
I nodded and turned back to Wade.
“Okay, for starters, what I want to do here is . . .” I trailed off after noticing that Wade wasn’t listening. “Wade?”
“Queen of Hearts?”
“My love?” Tabitha looked at him.
“What does Queen of Hearts mean?”
“My love, you’ve seen my stars.” Tabitha’s tone was dry.
“And?”
“I am most definitely not Queen of Hearts. And I certainly don’t have,” she looked at me and drew a circle in the air with her finger asking for confirmation of what I’d said. I nodded and she continued. “Three fully linked stars.”
Wade looked at her.
“My love, Lady Helen is Queen of Hearts. That is something not earned easily. For her to have three stars in addition to that is unusual because it takes a special kind of desire. For the Queen of Hearts to have linked stars is even more rare. For all her stars to be fully linked is nearly impossible. For Lady Helen to be regarded that highly, is . . .” She spread her hands apart. “Legendary.”
“Would you like to meet her?” I made the offer.
“Sir?”
“She is my mother after all. If you’d like I could arrange to have you come over for dinner sometime.” I realized what I’d said and qualified it. “I mean dinner, dinner. Not a social dinner invitation.”
“Yes. Thank you Sir, we accept but it will have to wait until after the baby comes and is old enough to be left with a nanny.” Tabitha stood up and gestured to Kelsey. “We should let them discuss what they need to do.”
They headed for the small living area but Tabitha returned to grab one of the pictures of Kelsey in her violet dress.
TWO
Kelsey was quiet on the drive home. I glanced in her direction but she was just sitting in the passenger seat looking out the window.
“Kel?”
“Hmm?” She hummed her response.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.” She looked out the window for a bit longer than shifted on her seat. “Why?”
“No reason. You’re just being quiet.”
“I’m thinking.”
“About what?”
“Tabitha and Wade.” She shifted again. “She’s not what I expected.”
I grinned to myself.
“I told you.”
At that she twisted slightly to look at me.
“I told you.” I repeated myself. “As a person she’s really likeable.”
“But, is she prettier than me?”
“Kel, you’ve seen her. You talked with her for over an hour.”
“And?”
I sighed.
“Whose picture was it that she drooled over?”
It took a full minute for that to sink in.
“Oh.”
I nodded.
“Do you think she has . . .?”
“Probably.” I turned off the boulevard into our housing tract. “I think that’s why Wade responded so well to her. And why she bonded with him so quickly.”
“How does that work for a fourth star?”
I shook my head at that, we’d misunderstood each other.
“She doesn’t have four stars.” I pulled into the driveway at home. “She’s got at least one diamond though.”
“A diamond?”
“Her self control is astounding.” I shut off the engine and twisted in the seat. “You remember how you felt that first night I chaperoned Helen?”
She nodded and I could see her press her knees together at the memory.
“Tabitha was worse than that when I met her the first time. Yet she still had herself under control. It wasn’t very good control, and it was slipping, but she still had herself in hand.”
I opened the car door and got out, bending down to look at Kelsey still inside the car.
“Look at what she’s done with Wade. Someone who’s as passive and reserved as she appears to be on the outside, couldn’t have done that. Someone who has a fourth star couldn’t have done it either.”
“So, you’re saying she’s domineering? Tabitha?” Kelsey got out of the car. “That’s ridiculous.”
I shook my head and led off for the front door.
“She’s a ruthless little tyrant with a pretty face and good manners. She hides it well, but there’s probably a cattle prod somewhere nearby at all times. For her, it’s all a trade off. You give her what she wants, and she’ll allow you to have what you want. Maybe. If you’ve been a good boy.” I opened the door and held it for her to go inside first. “That’s not my type at all.”
Kelsey grinned at me as she went inside. Helen met us in the foyer.
“She likes him, but it’s not because of that.” Kelsey tattled on me as soon as Helen looked her way.
“Hey!” I objected. “I thought you didn’t want to go in the first place.”
“Covert assignment.” She grinned at me then turned back to Helen. “She likes him but he’s not her type. She calls him Sir and never uses his name. Which sounds weird when she refers to him in the third person. Kevin likes her too, but he’s wasn’t handsy and wasn’t trying to hide anything.”
She looked at me then back to Helen.
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