Alex Ayers - The soldier_s wife

The words swam in her head as she felt herself drawn to the crystal, as she saw the feathers rising out of the facets and lifting her with them high above the clouds, higher than she had ever been in her life. She had no fear of falling as she settled and began to sink down, farther and farther into the downy mattress the voice was describing. Deeper and deeper she sank, until she felt as though she were floating underwater with the ability to breathe and see everything clearly around her.

"She's under."

"Good."

"Tell her."

"Gwen, this is Largo. Can you hear me?"

"Yes."

"I am going to leave you now. Sybil and Bob will speak to you. When they touch your nose, you will awaken. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"They will tell you to remain within their control. To do what they ask you. You will do that for them because they are your friends, won't you?"

"Yes."

"Also, you will perform the way they tell you in a conscious trance, because they are your friends. No matter what they do, they do it because they love you. They love you. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I understand."

"Never will you feel pain. Pain is not real. You will only feel love. Do you understand? Only feel love, no matter what. Bob and Sybil love you, is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Good. I must leave now. Tell me how you will awaken."

"When Bob or Sybil touch my nose."

"Will you feel pain of any kind?"

"No, only love. Bob and Sybil love me. I will always feel love for them no matter what they do."

"That is very good, Gwen. Now, I must go."

"Thanks, Largo. We appreciate it."

"I'll say you're welcome when I get the check, Sybil."

"Capitalist."

"We're all something, Sybil. We're all something."

"Good-night."

"Good-night."

"Gwen, this is Sybil. Can you hear me?"

"I hear you Sybil. I love you Sybil."

"Good. I love you too. We both love you very deeply. We want to share your love with us. We want you to come into the bedroom when you awaken, naked. Do you understand?"

"Yes. You want me to come into your bedroom, naked."

"Yes. You will perfume yourself in the bathroom and then join us. We will be lying on the bed waiting for your body to join our bodies. We will make love violently. You will want us with all your power and all your might. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"You will have no inhibitions with us. You will do as we say because you love us and we do not wish to harm you. Every part of our body will be beautiful to you. Nothing will smell. Nothing will be ugly. Is that clear? Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"And from this time on, whenever I reach up and touch your breast with my hand and squeeze your nipple, you will think of us as beautiful. Until enough time has passed. At home you will think of us as beautiful until you know we are beautiful. You will think that all the time, as long as you dream, you will dream of us as loving you until we are as one. Is that all clear?"

"Yes. You will be beautiful. I will think you are beautiful until you are forever beautiful."

"Wonderful, Gwen. Now listen. I am going to touch your nose. You will then come into the bedroom to us and join us, loving us as you have never loved anyone. You will not speak of this love to anyone, not even Allen. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"I'm going to touch your nose now. You will wait one minute and then awaken."

Gwen rubbed her eyes and stared into the candle. Wax puddled around the base and the flame bent dangerously to one side as a breeze brushed against her cheek.

Experimentally, she touched her temples and then looked around. The room was empty.

Slowly, she stood and walked toward the bathroom, her eyes glazed, a warm, comforting feeling stealing over her.

She stripped off her clothes mechanically and perfumed her body with the scents set out on the counter. She rubbed the perfume across her breasts and buttocks, between the cheeks of her ass, on her knees and toes, up the slit of her vagina, under her arms.

Then, rotely, she turned the handle on the bathroom door and padded toward Sybil and Bob's bedroom.

Gwen pushed the door open and stood looking into the darkened room. She was back-lighted from the hallway and her hair dangled in front of her face as she stood there waiting.

On the bed lay Bob and Sybil, naked. Bob's hands were laced behind his head and Sybil sat up, her arms wrapped around her knees, her breasts hidden like two luscious secrets from Gwen's forlorn gaze.

"Turn sideways," Bob said.

Gwen turned and the light made her small, naughtily upturned breasts silhouette against the sharp hall light. Bob could see her stomach rising and falling as she breathed.

"Touch your breasts," Sybil said, licking at her lower lip and leaning forward.

Gwen brought her hands up and rested them on her mounds, feeling the soft flesh sag slightly as the weight pulled them in against her chest.

"Squeeze them."

She circled the mounds in her hands and squeezed until they formed two cones with only the nipples standing out in relief against the backlight.

"Try to kiss them."

She leaned down and strained to put her mouth to each nipple. A warm sensation swept over her as she forced her lips to graze first one and then the other.

"Come to us, Gwen. Come to us and love our beautiful bodies."

Gwen released the breasts and walked toward them. She climbed up the foot of the bed and snuggled between them on her stomach, laying an arm across Bob's stomach and a hand on Sybil's shoulder.

"Kiss my cock," Bob said.

Slithering down, Gwen reached for Bob's turgid cock and held the massive staff in her hands. She lowered her head and her hair fell off her shoulders and dangled around his testicles as her mouth pursed and kissed the head of his pole.

"What does it look like?" Sybil asked, her voice rimmed with anticipation.

"It's beautiful. It looks like a cornucopia, a beautiful cornucopia filled with fruits and foods that I love."

"Then eat it," Sybil said hoarsely. "Don't bite it, just chew it. Gnaw on it and suck it until it spits out the juice you love."

Bob shifted and pulled Gwen between his forked legs. She clutched the rod and drove her mouth over it, gnawing on it with her teeth and sucking it deeply into her throat. She gagged, but continued to suck as Bob lunged up, driving the shaft deeper and deeper into her throat.

"Play with my nuts," he wheezed, grabbing her hair and pulling on it like a leash as she bobbed up and down. "Jiggle my nuts."

With the cock filling her mouth, her cheeks caved in, the air hissing through her pinched nostrils, Gwen reached down and lifted his testicles and began to bounce and squeeze them to the same tempo that her mouth rapped out on his cock.

"Harder. Squeeze them harder," Sybil chanted from the sidelines.

She mashed the two slippery sacs together and squeezed them until Bob moaned for her to stop.

"Coward," Sybil snapped.

"She's vicious," he retorted, lunging up and driving his cock against the back of Gwen's slurping mouth. The meat filled her mouth and she thought of a hot dog sliding back and forth over her tongue. She pursed her lips and mashed the shank nearly flat, making it scrape across her teeth as Bob drew it back.

"God, she's hungry," he panted.

"Come in her mouth. Come in her mouth," Sybil chanted, rocking back and forth, rubbing her breasts against her bunched up knees.

Bob strained as he felt the warm sperm crawling up from his testicles. He yanked Gwen down over the pole and slid her head back and forth faster and faster until his balls seemed to boil. Gwen's hands cupped the sacs and pushed them against his ass, pulled them down like cows' udders as the ejaculation grew from deep within him.