Chapter Three

Lucian

I check the cameras on my phone and see that Elise has taken her sleeping pills and is sleeping now. Laura is beyond exhausted, so she is being taken home now. A few others have plans for public ceremonies, but this entire gathering was for the sake of Elise. Carol made a good call by mentioning it. Laura was eager to help her be introduced. Some are still reluctant, considering Jennifer knew very little of this world because of the cancer.

“Do you have a plan?” Bradley asks.

“Mhmm,” I say simply as we go upstairs to sit in the den.

“Which is?” he pushes.

“Halloween,” I say. “It’s also her birthday.”

“You think you can have her ready by then?” he asks. “That requires complete consent.”

“I am well aware, Bradley. I am the leader here, after all,” I remind him.

“You seem to be clouded by her.”

“You’re only saying that because this is the first time I’ve wanted to take a wife,” I laugh.

“Taking a wife in this world means you are stuck fucking her forever unless she allows you to take others,” he says.

“I don’t want others. If I take a wife, I plan on only fucking her,” I say. “Not everyone wants to fuck someone new every week. It has always been customary that the leader has one life partner.”

“Your father didn’t,” he says.

“Because my mother died. That is entirely different,” I say. “Since when does everyone think it’s okay to question me? I’m trying to be patient with you all because she is new to this community, but I’m not asking anyone’s opinion.”

“Have you even visited her?” he asks.

“I am tonight. She takes sleeping medicine, so it’s unlikely she will wake. I wanted to be sure of where she was with consent before visiting her,” I say.

“And are you allowing others access to watch?”

“Yes. It’s customary when a leader courts his future wife,” I sigh. “Are you saying you want me to now while everyone is gathered?”

“I think it would make the others understand you are serious about this courtship. It’s not customary to court an outsider who has no knowledge of this world.”

“Bradley, even if she was aware of the world, she still wouldn’t know I’m about to go throat fuck her in her sleep. Usually, the wife is given herbs to sleep heavier to allow me to go through the initial stages of the courtship, but she takes sleeping pills, so I have to do this in a way where I know she is consenting.”

“How are you sure she is consenting on this level?”

“Because she begged me to come while grinding her pussy against my mouth. She stated it clearly that she was and has been consenting,” I say bluntly.

“But she is still annoyed by your presence?”

“Because she’s a brat,” Alex says from the door. “Taking someone from being traumatized and a brat to a complete and total power exchange is a journey. You can’t force full submission. He may never even get full submission, but that is something that doesn’t concern others unless he wants it to concern others.”

“Why do you say she’s traumatized?” Bradley asks.

“She mentioned to Carol that she grew up in foster homes with meth labs and pedophiles. I investigated all of her placements, and she was removed three times for molestation claims and once for proven rape at sixteen by a foster parent and his son,” I say.

“Ah,” Bradley says.

“Are you concerned about me and the community or her?” I ask him.

“Honestly?” he asks, and I nod. “Her. This is a lot for someone to take in if they have no knowledge of what we do. We have wrongfully earned a title for being an extremist cult who rapes their women into submission. If she thinks for a second that she doesn’t have a say in what happens, she will also see us that way.”

“I know,” I say. “I am clear with my intentions and letting her know things a little at a time. I am sure to stress that she understands that this is consent based.”

“Put it to the test then,” Alex says. “We will be watching.”

“I think you all just want to see me fuck someone,” I laugh and stand up.

“It’s been months since you have publicly taken a bed partner. Your people want to have confidence in you and your word. That’s not possible if you don’t practice what you preach,” Bradley says.

“Soon,” I say. I go to the key box and find the key for Elise’s home, and the alarm code written on a piece of paper before going to the door. “Enjoy the show.”

“We will. I’ll get the lube ready,” Alex says. I’d like to think they wouldn’t jerk off in my living room, but I know they will.

I keep an eye on the bedroom camera as I unlock the door and turn the alarm off. When I get into her room, I see that she is sleeping peacefully. I take a second to set my phone down before I go over and pull the blanket off of her.

The bottle in her nightstand confirms that she takes some pretty heavy sleeping medicine. I’m sure it’s for nightmares if she has that much trauma. Hopefully, this will bring her better dreams.

I take my time undressing her, being sure not to move her too quickly. It will be extremely hard to wake her, but not impossible. Once I have her naked, I step back and admire her perfect body. Her brown curly hair lays across the satin covered pillow. She has thick thighs that would look incredible wrapped around my head. She has sexy, dramatic curves that lead your eyes to her perfect tits. I lean down and capture her nipple between my teeth before lightly sucking. She sighs softly and blood rushes to my cock.

I cannot wait to bury myself inside her tight little cunt, but I have to be patient. I pride myself for my self-control, but seeing her completely helpless and spread open for me makes my dick ache to fuck her right now. She likely would not even wake and that makes it even more tempting, but I won’t. Not yet.

I kiss down her belly before spreading her legs wider so I can drag my tongue across her still swollen clit. Her body jerks as I push two fingers inside of her and she immediately tightens her pussy, nearly sucking them into her body. I work slowly and gently to not wake her, but I want her to come again. My touch is precise and with purpose. When I start to gently suck on her, I curl my fingers to hit that sweet spot inside of her, and she starts to come.

“Luci,” she moans and lifts her hips. Assuming she is now awake, I suck harder. I push her into another orgasm in short order, and her arousal floods out. I drink her while nipping and sucking her through her release. When I look up, she is still sound asleep.

“Oh, I’m going to have fun with you, sweet Elise,” I coo. When I move back from the bed, I pull my cock out and start stroking as I position myself so I can push into her mouth with ease.

I gently cradle her head with one hand and nudge her lips with my cock. Her mouth parts and I ease into her mouth. As I push down her throat, I groan when she starts to gently suck. “Fuck,” I groan and push deeper. As I start to thrust, I gently rub her clit.

I keep my thrusts as gentle as I can, but the woman is sucking my soul out through my cock, and I move faster. The fear of waking her and her biting my dick off is real. Consenting or not, it would scare the hell out of her. I am partially convinced that she might actually be awake, but she never opens her eyes or moves. If this is what she does in her sleep, I’m coming back every night. Tomorrow night, I’ll focus on making her come as many times as I can before she wakes.

Eventually, I will put a wearable device inside of her and leave a red rose on her pillow. When she wakes, it will prompt her to come to me. That is when I will tell her about the Halloween games.

The Halloween games are very simple. The men of the community choose a woman by leaving a black rose for her. This will tell her that she is the prey. If she accepts, she will be hunted down and fucked for the next eight hours. She is at his mercy and has no way out. No safe word. No mercy. He can hook her up to a machine where she gets fucked for eight hours straight or he can pamper her with massages and endless orgasms. He could also choose to share her, and she gets fucked by anyone who wants a turn. He will know her limits, and they are always considered. Everyone knows where the hard lines are and never crosses them. This year, we have a male hunting another male, so everyone is excited to see how public it will be. Last time this happened, the men fucked endlessly in the common area of the community house. When he wasn’t fucking him, he had others play with him while he rested. It was a delight to see.

I will be leaving a red rose, because I am asking for something permanent. I want to take her as my wife. It is a major risk for me because she has every right to reject my offer, but I know she won’t. She doesn’t know it yet, but she will soon be more than willing to bow to me. I have work to do to gain her trust, but we have plenty of time before I have to leave the rose. It will give her a week to consider before she has to present herself with the other prey.

A bolt of pleasure shoots up my spine and my balls tighten. I push deeper with a moan, and she sucks harder as I start to come. The way she drinks me down is fucking mesmerizing when combined with her soft moans. She enjoys servicing others. I can feel it in the way she takes me.

I pull out of her mouth, and she settles into the mattress with a sigh. I take my time cleaning her up and changing the sheets before covering her with the thick comforter. I decided not to redress her because I want her to know someone was here. When she wakes with the taste of my come in her mouth, I don’t want there to be any doubt about what happened.

I still have to figure out the issue with Jennifer. She doesn’t have a sister, or any family, for that matter. So, who the fuck is Elise? I saw the paperwork myself, so she really did leave everything to her, but why would she tell Elise that she was her aunt?