A HOUSE BY THE SEA
A grand château was situated near the edge of a thickly wooded and leafy forest, only a stone's throw from the warm tropical sea. The moon had long since the sunset marveled at its own image in stirring waters and as the winds awakened, the roaring waves were whipped into thick foam against the cliffs.
The orchestra of the animal kingdom came to life as the golden disc sunk beyond the horizon, but no one inside the grand château could witness the music outside, for they were all engaged in lively conversations and celebrations of their unity.
The invitation had been sent out only to a few of the prominent leaders. Raoul had done a fabulous job in entertaining the key players of the new Syndicate; leaders Siin, Mediçi, Le'Treiff, Delroy, Auris and Dytee. Others who could not attend had sent their apologies and regards. However, it didn't matter, for within a few more weeks, the complete Syndicate, with Lords Am and Mink as the lead figures, would return to it stronghold on Amoi. Politics had previously been discussed and nothing more had to be added. Raoul was pleased by the outcome of the agenda that been signed by an overwhelming majority to favor the change that was taking place on Amoi. Investors and entrepreneurs had found their way to a planet in need, and now it was blooming with force.
"It is most kind of you Lord Le'Treiff to lend your home to us," Raoul nodded acknowledging the kindness of the Blondie sitting to the left of him.
"Oh please, leader Am," the other chuckled. "This was the least I could do. I am honored that you've accepted this small summer cottage as your home for a few more weeks."
Naoki buried his smile in his wine glass. It was intriguing to hear the exaggerated belittling of such an opulent edifice. But it was the Blondie's ways. Thought his Master was forever marked by the Wolf, he would always remain a Blondie; indulging in affluence, pampering and always getting his way. Well, what did that matter? It was all that made Raoul such an intriguing character and the Pet loved his Master for it. All were conversing in that stilted manner, which was typical for Blondie demeanor until the cutlery stopped clacking against the fine china and the company moved into the guest lounge. Dimmed lighting and a glowing fireplace gave the perfect luxurious ambiance enjoyed by all. Exclusive wine sorts were flowing and tasteful drinks were swirled in crystal glasses; further adding to the friendly atmosphere.
Lady Eann was twisting a lock on Mediçi's sideburn around her index finger while smiling flirtatiously at his proposal to follow him back to his hotel. It didn't take an extended amount of time for her to measure up his genetic worth and agreeing to his suggestion. Matilda stood nearby giggling at their adolescent behavior.
Iason sat in a white leather canapé, flanked by Riki sitting on the armrest, whereas Raoul was making a toast with the unorthodox couple Kinsh and Auris.
"I am pleasantly surprised to have your support in the most important points of the agenda. I guess leader Siin did a good job in presenting the core and purpose of all this insanity.
Both Blondies nodded agreeing to Raoul's statement and Kinsh Delroy continued; "Of course, leader Siin does a thorough job as always…not that you haven't fulfilled your duties to the fullest; however, that's not really what changed our minds in the matter."
"It's not," Raoul asked and tilted his head a little as the scrutinizing gaze of Jaa Auris was lifted from his crotch. Just as he was about dwell on the nature of the younger Blondie's piercing look, Raoul was spoken to in the most unthinkable, vulgar manner.
"Actually, leader Am, we voted for your benefit with regards to the shear size your cock," Jaa Auris threw bluntly into the open, while giggling softly into his glass.
"I...I beg your pardon?" Raoul asked entirely taken aback, switching his widened emeralds between the two amused lovers.
"Well," the young biologist continued. "I figured that if the wits in your big head is half of what could be stored in the smaller one, then you could actually pull this off. I think I am most curious of the outcome."
Raoul turned his lips to a smile. "I do believe that the outcome will be most rewarding."
"In that case," Kinsh Delroy stepped in. "I suggest we celebrate it with a bottle of wine and...three straws."
He tapped his glass against Raoul's and made a toast for a future 'manage a troi' while adding; "I hope it will happen sooner rather then later."
Raoul revealed his agreement as he raised an eyebrow in a seductive way, watching the two players with a hungry look that made the younger Auris shiver with delight.
"By the way," Kinsh Delroy continued. "Was it really a simple mongrel who took those photographs of you Lord Am?"
Raoul nodded. "Yes, the one whom leader Siin has been dealing with lately regarding the Million Project."
"That one?" Jaa Auris asked with a touch of surprise. "Well, in that case, the man shows real promise. Quite an artist wouldn't you say, leader Am?"
"Yes," Raoul added. "He is very talented."
"Have you seen anything else produced by him? As an artist yourself, I do trust your opinion about his talents."
"Indeed. He has a whole collection of images ranging from nude to nature and he has an ability to elicit and capture swift moments or things one wouldn't take notice of. He is very good."
"In that case I might have found someone to run my gallery on Ryushi," Auris brought forth. "I have all that blasted modern art, which I find completely confusing and extremely tiresome. I have no time to interpret the meaning of all that scribble and splash and I simply can't abide those art critics trying to convince me of the next rising star. I need someone who knows what they are doing. I think I shall hire him to replace all that waste and get some decent…and indecent art into my gallery."
Across the lounge Iason was watching as Riki conversed with Lady Eann. He was still troubled by the way they could unite in discussions, fusing their ideas almost as if they were twins. Lady Eann noticed Iason's aversion and sighed dejectedly.
"I thought you'd be pleased that I am not hunting you anymore," she brought forth.
Iason cocked his head responding seemingly uninterested by her provocation; "What do you mean, my Lady?"
"It surprises me that you haven't noticed that I am not circling you like a vulture anymore, Lord Mink," Lady Eann smiled and walked up to the Blondie until her knees gently brushed against his. Iason tried to remain calm, but by the increasing heartbeat and subtle parting of his legs, Lady Eann could see that he was subconsciously inviting her closer. She couldn't resist shedding light on his obvious excitement that had infected his body and spread through it like a disease. It was the most pleasant disease infesting him, although he desperately tried to keep up a front and deny it; as befitted a Lord of course.
"Well, Lady Eann, you still have this mink to catch before you can return and I am not so keen on being subdued by a female," Iason presented with a distinguished performance and surprisingly he received but a resounding laughter in return.
"Oh, Lord Mink, I have already skinned you, eaten you and I am wearing your hide as a lovely coat on my back."
Iason was not amused by her cocksure attitude, and frowned with dislike as she leaned closer and forced her legs between his thighs. However, she was a Lady and he could not cause a scene by rejecting her in that rude manner he so eagerly wished to.
"What do you mean?" he asked and cast a quick glance at Riki to measure his reaction on her invading approach; but to Iason's disappointment, Riki was rather amused and not at all supportive of the Master.
"Don't you remember?" she asked. "That swift moment back at Xianti?"
The thought brought flashbacks into his mind; the men's room. He had fallen asleep and dreamt about her invasive presence, wrapping around him like the tendril of a vine and making him helplessly lost in her arms. She had come in the shape of Riki, subduing him by seeking out the deepest desire in Iason's heart. She had found the key to his soul and used it to fulfill her mission. She had stolen his seed and ravaged his mind, leaving him frustrate and fantasizing. Anger flared within him and he pressed himself against the back support of the canapé. His burning sapphires searched for Riki.
"Did you know about this?" Iason snarled with clenched teeth.
"Yes," Riki stated as a matter of fact. "And I enjoyed every second of it. All I had to do was to open your mind. Whether it was through jealousy or hatred didn't matter. When you kept on thinking of her, she could lock on to you...target you. So yes, I sold you out. I opened the door to your mind so that she could ravage you and I'm not ashamed to admit that I enjoyed taking out revenge on you for all the years you forced me to do things I didn't want to. The difference is that this was important. Besides, I was there too. Did you feel me? I was inside you."
Of course Iason could feel it, but he was too proud to admit how much he loved that illicit moment. He could feel, he could see and he could smell Riki all around him…inside him. Riki and Lady Eann had planned the Master's downfall all along; working together to catch and to tame the greatest Mink of them all. And together they had succeeded.
"Why didn't you just come clean about it, Riki?" Iason spoke through his clenched teeth, hissing like a snake.
"What better way to control someone then to convince them they are incapable of being independent...handicapping someone's mind," floated from the background; announced by Katze who had up until then remained behind them listening in on the conversation. The bitterness in his words was telling of a deeper meaning, but Iason could not understand the source of the ill will that the redhead was exuding. Instead he focused on Lady Eann and Riki.
"You two should enter politics, being so excellent in lying" Iason thundered from the depth of his chest, while Katze left, going about his way.
"Being your partner in that too?" Riki asked while licking the corner of his beautiful mouth. Iason was trying to hold on to his anger but Riki's seductive smile completely emptied him while something else was starting to come alive. He repeated Riki's words within his head - over and over. The mongrel had watched Iason being subdued, dominated and caught in an agonizing situation where he reluctantly, but helplessly emptied his essence on command. It was an intriguing thought and the more he reflected over the incident, the warmer and overwhelming the sensations in his body. He felt the moist in his armpits condense into a single drop of sweat that search its way down his side. However, it wasn't just a clear drop of water pressed through his pores in frustration and anger. It was something else and Lady Eann reacted immediately. Her inner eyelids slid across the black alien eyes; blinking dangerously. It was a tiny opaque pearl, saturated with pheromones that were released by the fuming desire that he stubbornly trapped within his being. However, his body was fighting against the mind and released those drops of aphrodisiac that revealed his yearning and betrayed his contained mask. He was no longer forced to do something on command, but the notion of him being the submissive one, the receiver and the one to kneel before a stronger opponent, left a powerful imprint in his mind. It excited him knowing he had been used, and by the look on Riki's face, the mongrel was just as intrigued by those vivid memories as his Master. Iason found himself longing for more. Yes, his beloved Riki had been inflicting that playful torture on the Master and when the guests would leave for the night it will be payback time for the mongrel. Secret images of intricate sensual games washed over Iason.
Riki noticed the flash in Iason's eyes and a flicker of hope bloomed within him. It was something familiar in the Master's face; it was that seductive, tortured and devouring look that he had once fallen for. The look that aimed to subdue and to reduce Riki to an obedient Pet. The relentless and merciless Master who would spend years to reach his goal and not once faltering even as the tears drenched Riki's face in a river of pain. Iason had changed after the fire at Dana Burn, and Riki could appreciate that, but somewhere along the way the Master had lost that magical touch with which he could reach inside the very soul of the Pet. Riki wanted it all back - the pain, the humiliation the desire and all those confusing emotions - and the hungry sapphires that now pierced him seemed promising. Lady Eann could feel Iason's stirring thoughts and whispered gently into his ears. He nestled with pleasure into the very fact that he couldn't resist her even if he tried. In the depth of his mind he detested the thought that he had been just another puppet for the Chiyo to play with, but he couldn't ignore that the very same thought left an obvious erection, pressing against his trousers.
"You need to be careful though, Lord Mink. There is someone waiting for you; someone who has been waiting for a long time. Are you man enough to take that step despite you having a Pet already, or will you continue watching from a distance and let that person slip out of your grip forever?"
Iason was speechless. The words of the Lady were confusing and he had no inkling of their meaning. Who was the person she was referring to?
"By the way, Lord Mink," she began anew with an increased strength in her voice backing away from him. "This is the last time I shall inconvenience you. I am leaving tonight with Lord Mediçi and tomorrow I will continue moving on. Jupiter has asked for my presence."
"Oh," Iason exhaled with sincere surprise.
"I know you never liked me, Lord Mink…"
"Well, I...," Iason cut it, but was interrupted by the smiling Chiyo.
"It doesn't matter. I'm neither here for your entertainment nor for you to like me. I was sent here for a far greater purpose then to be an accessory to a Blondie and I don't need anyone's sympathy. I don't have that in me and I don't want anyone to waste it on me. You hated me for the wrong reason though. I never competed over Riki's love for you…but you were too blind to see it then."
Just as Iason was about to ask the girl to develop her words more extensively, Riki stepped in.
"Funny, Lady Eann," the mongrel began seeming a bit absent. "You have spent hours convincing me of the very same thing. You said to me once, you can't see the forest for all the trees…and I guess you were right."
Suddenly, it occurred to Iason; Lady Eann had not seized Riki's attention to lure him away from Iason in order for her to seduce the Master; no, rather to convince the mongrel that his place was with Iason. She kept him close; always bringing Iason into his presence with words. As for her vicious attack on the Lord; she had a duty to perform and she had done it just as passionately as Iason had devoted his life to politics and leadership. In addition, she had brought Riki with her. She had been chosen to complete an ungratified task with those who were just as low in rank on her planet as the females were on his. That demanded nothing but the utmost respect, for she has proven to be a top predator. Iason cast a quick glance at Riki who winked playfully back at him and the Lord felt his heart jumping out of rhythm with joy. But as always, he refused sharing his ecstatic emotions with the crowd; at first at least and then he thought; "Why not," and clutched her into his warm embrace whilst wishing her a safe journey home.
All the guests were enjoying themselves and the person radiating the most with extravagance was Raoul. He wore his decorous outfit as a Blondie with passion and basked in the light of everyone's attention. Naoki was constantly at his side as if he had been insatiable with regard to the Master's presence. The young Pet intoxicated himself with every scent of Raoul's wine stained breath and the spicy fragrance of his exquisite Eau de Toilette of a sexy blend of fresh lemon and bergamot, softened with hints of orange tree blossom and warmed with soothing Guaiac wood. Naoki loved this scent on Raoul. It perfected the fusion of all the senses with which to discover the towering Elite; to watch with lustful eyes the finely shaped statue, the pleasurable sensation against the palm when caressing the flawless body, the gratifying echo of his moans hammering against the ears, the delightful taste flowing out of him at his climax, and his inebriating fragrance that drew the Pet closer.
The evening was proceeding well and following the small feast some of the guests were awaiting the limousines to take them to their accommodations at the finest hotels in grand capital of Cythzera.
Iason approached Mediçi near the bar as the elder Elite took a few cookies to go with the last sips of wine. He has always been a sweet tooth and had no intentions on stopping now. His face turned to a warm smile as Iason asked him with careful enthusiasm, whether the Lord could consider running office on Iason's behalf a while longer; just until Iason had some time to get back onto his feet. Ezkiel Siin would be replacing Raoul a few more weeks, which was a wise choice in the eyes of many.
"I was expecting you to ask me that a lot sooner," Mediçi answered. "It takes time to think things over and take on the duties again. What took you so long?"
Iason sighed and shrugged in a way, which was not becoming a Blondie, but Mediçi let it pass without a slightest remark.
"Everything seems so strange since Dana Burn. I can't tell when I'm doing something right or wrong anymore. I thought I had Riki where I wanted him, but now I am not so sure. There are too many things that are going on in my head."
The openness of the younger Blondie surprised Mediçi, but he made no attempt to stop Iason from expressing his thoughts. It was better to let it out into the open and a softhearted Elite such as Mediçi was the right person to air opinions and thoughts with.
"Maybe you should stop thinking for a change," Mediçi said and placed a hand on Iason's shoulder. "Perhaps you should act on an impulse. If you get inspiration through memory or a sensation, then savor it and let that guide you."
"Thank you."
"Please, don't thank me," Medic waved it off and emptied his glass on its white contents. He nodded at the servant who announced the arrival of the limousine. "Have a pleasant night," he advised Iason with a mischievous expression and then moved towards to the host to bid him as well as the other guests farewell.
