A UN Mission, Part 1.

It rained late last night as if the heavens opened up and poured it down in buckets. The water did not come down in drops. It came down in sheets. The sun is out this morning, but clearly the Rainy Season is back again.

This is Sunday morning and I am hoping for a quieter day than I had yesterday. The large Sunday paper lies open before me, a half-finished coffee in my hand. The three large ceiling fans overhead lazily rotating warm but not hot air. My movements are languid, without any urgency.

I see Iay enter the room and make herself a mug of Milo. After stirring the powder in with some authority, she comes to the table and sits down next to me. Master, I want to be with you tonight. May I?

So, Iay, you have chosen to call me 'Master?'

Yes, Master. No more 'Daddy.'

What does 'Master' mean to you?

It mean you own me and can do what you want with me.

Why do you choose this?

Because Mother took from you. Now you own me. It not complete replacement, but best I can do.

Wow. OK, I see. I accept this Iay, only if you want me to own you. Not if you think you must do it.

I want it, Master.

OK, then I own you. Yes, come to me tonight, alone.

Thank you, Master.

Iay stands and leaves, Milo in hand. Lyla is in the room, and hears all of this. As Iay leaves the room, Lyla sits down in the chair vacated by Iay. She reaches out and holds my hand as she begins to speak. Sir, how did you know she would select 'Master?'

I didn't.

But it was one of the three I give her. I not think that a good one. Why you give it to me to tell her?

Huh, Lyla, do you know the word 'spectrum?'

No, Sir.

OK, well in Tagalog I think it is 'espektro.' You understand that?

A range of possibilities, Sir?

Yes, exactly! So 'master' is on one side of the range. 'Lewis' on the other and 'Sir' is somewhat in the middle.

OK, yes I see that! So she take the edge of the range to serve you. She think she a slave to you. She want to be this?

She says she does. I will never know exactly, but she is deeply sorry for what her mother did. She is trying to make up for it.

OK, yes. I see. Thank you, Sir. Sir, do you want slaves?

No.

But you allow it with Iay?

Yes. She is the exception to the rule.

I not know what that means.

It means that her connection is so different with me that no one else will ever match it and no one else will ever be a slave.

I am learning a lot today! Thank you! Sir, when you going to be with Gerlyn again? Angeli is ready for you on a lesson she is teaching the girl.

Already?

Sir, that what she tell me.

OK. Where are they?

In Angeli's room but they will come to your room when you are ready.

My coffee cup is almost empty. I drain it now. Well, now is as good a time as any. Send them to me. And I get up. Might as well do this now so that I have time to recover before I am with Iay tonight. After placing the now empty coffee cup in the kitchen sink, I cross the lanai and walk to my bedroom.

This room has become a refuge for me and a place of sanity. This was never Ann's room and so the hurt I feel from my loss of her does not echo in deadening peals here. Here I have solace and safety. Here I have love. This is my room. And so, I enter here with a sense of comfort. Being alone in this room, does not produce loneliness. Rather it produces tranquility. And I feel tranquil when Angeli enters with Gerlyn in tow.

This one's a good student, Lewis. She learn fast.

And does she enjoy what she has been learning?

Ask her!

Gerlyn, is what you are doing enjoyable?

Yes! Very much yes! Why is this wrong? How can God make something feel so good and so right and then say it is wrong? I think father must not understand God's plan. This cannot be wrong! And when I am with a girl, this is different from a man. It does not replace the need for a man. So why it wrong?

All good questions, Gerlyn. Being with a girl is indeed, not a replacement for a man. But it is also true that some girl's do not want to be with men. They only want to be with other girls. I am unwilling to call this wrong, for Nuns also are not with men. If it is OK for a Nun to be without the company of men, I cannot criticize lesbians.

Yes! I not think of that! So Analyn is like a Nun?

Yes, she is and I respect that in her.

See! I tell Angeli that you are like Jesus. You accept and love. You are good! You want me to be a saint!

I bet Angeli does not agree.

True! But she say she love you, so it not matter. Angeli is rolling her eyes. This is a bit too much for her. Here she is giving the girl lessons in deep throat and calling me Jesus-like is a bit more than crazy. I agree with her, but it is not the time to argue the point.

Angeli, are you here to teach more about oral sex?

Yes, Lewis. I tell her that most girls cannot do this and no one will expect it. She say she will be one who can and I must teach her. I do as much as I can with eggplant, but now she needs you to finish the teaching.

OK, so you want me with my pants down and on the bed?

No. Please allow Gerlyn to undress you and be in control.

Angeli signals Gerlyn to proceed by the most subtle of gestures. The girl approaches me and coaxes me to stand. Once on my feet, she drops into a deep squat, and proceeds to unbuckle my belt. She strokes my member lightly through my slacks, and puts her mouth on the fabric, blowing her warm breath through the weave to my member. She strokes me again before unbuttoning my slacks.

Lowering the fly, she inserts her hand between the slacks and the boxers, stroking me more. She squeezes my member and then my balls, before lowering my boxers, and removing both items from their natural resting place. She strokes my member, flesh to flesh, a few times, before putting her lips on the now rigid pole. I feel nothing but lips, tongue and hot saliva as she sucks my cock and squeezes my balls. I am hitting the back of her mouth on occasion but no deeper.

Gerlyn's left hand is on my balls. Her right hand is on my ass. Her head is working me as deep as she can without taking me down her throat. And then, in a highly choreographed move, Gerlyn fingers my prostate, which causes me to push my cock forward while at the same time she pushes her head forward and I plunge down the girl's throat. Before I know it, Gerlyn has me cumming. I feel like I got sucker punched. Gerlyn played my body like a musical instrument. I had no control. Gerlyn finishes cleaning me up by sucking me absolutely dry and clean before pulling back, looking up and asking, Was that OK, Sir?

Yes Gerlyn, that was as perfect as it gets. You passed any test. You are ready for your first assignment. Before you help heal the couple I told you about yesterday, you have one more task. This one is a little confusing and I will not explain the reason for it. You will just have to trust me, that it is for a very good reason. OK?

Yes, Sir. If you say it is for goodness, I will do it.

Good! This does not have anything to do with Joy2x, but she will explain what is needed. OK?

Yes, Sir. Should I go now?

Yes, now is fine, and thank you Gerlyn. You made me feel very good.

Thank you! Hehe. I go now.

And off she goes with Angeli looking at me with a questioning look. A look that says 'What is happening? What is Joy2x about to tell Gerlyn to do?' I ignore all that. Angeli, you taught Gerlyn very well, but now I want to taste that pregnant pussy of yours.

Lewis! Bastos ka!

Maybe but that's what I want! So drop those panties and get on the bed.

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By supper time the talk throughout the house is of Joy2x's plan with the couple from the UN. I am a little amazed. First there is no reason to believe that they will accept an invitation to come for a dinner here. Second, there is no reason to believe that the guy won't outright reject Gerlyn's sexual overtures. Third, even if we can get the guy to fuck her, why think he will do it in front of his wife and the rest of us. Next, say he does, what makes Joy2x think that his wife won't either storm out, or cold-cock him, or beat the shit out of Gerlyn or just be a real bitch? It's a wonderful fantasy, but the more I think about this, the more I think it is a recipe for disaster. And so, since I have never been accused of keeping my mouth shut, I speak up about it to my senior council. That is composed of Maricris, Angeli, Joy2x, Noime and now Lyla, by Noime's insistence. We meet in the Sala in the extension.

Noime thinks it's a dumb idea and asks Joy2x why they should do it. That, in my estimation, was the right question.

Noime, first, I want her. Two, I see how he looks at the young ones at the mall. He wants this very much and she has no idea. Three, I think we can do it. She looks at him like he is the father and she is the child. She will not do what Lewis is thinking she will do. I am sure of it. Plus, I think he will fall in love and lust with Gerlyn. Lewis, Gina's parents are poor, correct?

Yes, that is right.

Well, I have an idea how we can help them financially, give Gerlyn a future and give me the girl. Please, I want to try this.

Angeli surprises me by supporting Joy2x. I turn to Maricris and she indicates that she backs Angeli. Lyla is lost and says nothing. I look at Noime, who ends the discussion with, Let's try it.

And so it is decided. Joy2x, who has the Swedish girl's cell number, texts her and invites them for dinner tomorrow. No more than twenty minutes later, we have a text back of acceptance. Game on.

Joy2x's game plan has a part for all here. I must say that it is going to be a hell of a show. Tomorrow, Monday, is a Muslim holiday and there is no school for the girls. Joy2x is meeting with them and explaining what needs to happen tomorrow. It is going to be something of a bacchanal.

There will be all sorts of 'cover' for the guy to think he is just participating in some orgy. With the young ones engaging in kissing, sucking and pussy munching in the room he is in. Gerlyn will then come up to him and entice him to fuck her. Joy2x is convinced it will not take much to get him to say yes at that point.

He will not know it is being staged for him, to feel no inhibition, to fuck Gerlyn in front of the rest of us and his wife. We will have his wife watching from the Lanai where she can see him but he cannot see her. Joy2x will be on one side of her and I will be on the other as she looks on at her husband plowing fourteen-year-old Gerlyn.

We will make sure both he and she know Gerlyn is fourteen before the fun begins. There will be a little lubrication in the form of wine and rum, with the meal, but not enough to get anyone drunk.

While she watches the action of the young ones and her husband, I and Joy2x will at the same time, put the moves on the Swede. Joy2x is convinced that she will be ours. I still am doubtful, but as Angeli and Maricris will be photographing the husband only, as he fucks Gerlyn, Joy2x thinks that should there be any push back, we will have some cover. Like I said, it is going to be quite the evening.

In the meantime, I have an appointment with Iay this evening. She is waiting for me as our council ends and I enter the bedroom. Good evening, Iay.

Good evening, Master. Master, may I give you a body massage?

If you would like to, yes, that would be nice. Do you know how to give a massage?

Yes, Master. Mother send me to classes to learn. She say it a good thing to do for men. Is that true?

Yes, she was right.

Good, I will do that. Then I give you a sex show. Then you fuck me. OK?

I see. Iay, you do not have to do that. We can make love and only make love. The rest is not needed.

I know Master. You will never order me. I know. I do this because I want to be your slave, not because you make me a slave.

I see. And this is what a slave does?

Yes. I read this. I see sex show things from sex dvds mother buy from the street venders. I learn what to do.

OK, Iay. We will do this.

Iay does give me a very good massage. I am relaxed and stimulated at the same time. The massage has taken a long time and I am ready to grab the girl and give her some wood. Iay has other ideas. She is equipped with a dildo, an eggplant, nipple clamps and a clip for her clit. She puts on long black gloves, black thigh-high stockings and black four inch stiletto heels. I want to ask her where she got them, but that will wait for later.

Iay starts by deep throating the dildo. She removes it from her throat and inserts it into her cunt with her legs spread. She attaches the clamps on her nips and clit. She pulls the dildo out of her cunt, walks up to me, and puts her ass damned close to my face. Looking at me from between her legs, she puts the dildo tip on her asshole. With her other hand, grabs my hand. She puts that hand on the other end of the dildo and pushes my hand and the dildo all the way up her ass.

She, and I, are working the dildo, in and out. With her other hand, she hands me a string, attached to her clit clamp and urges me to tug on her. The eggplant is between her heels. I grab the eggplant and regain a grip on the string. While fucking her ass, I put the eggplant into her cunt and as I work the eggplant in and out of her, the clit clip string gets pulled and released repeatedly.

I keep this up until the girl shudders with an orgasm. But I choose not to stop and drive her to a second cum moments later.

Removing the dildo, I replace it with my cock and fuck the girl's ass while continuing to abuse her cunt. Iay cums again. I am not done and the fucking continues until I find the semen spurting forth into her bum. The eggplant falls out of her cunt and she collapses on the bed with the clamps, hose, gloves and stilettos still attached. I remain standing. I take the remaining ring from the night stand drawer and put it on her finger. Iay looks at me. Master, does this mean you will marry me?

Iay, if Maricris is correct that I can, yes you will become one of my wives for real and for life. Is that what you really want?

Yes Master, but I do not deserve it.

That is not for you to decide. It is for me to decide and you to accept. Do you understand?

Yes Master! Yes!

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As Gerlyn knows that everyone is participating in this event tonight, she is just going along with the group, not being an outlier. Joy2x is right, she will do what is needed. The other young ones think a group orgy is the perfect way to spend the evening. In fact, they ask for a 'dress rehearsal.' They want to do it now, this morning. And so we get into places. Angeli has the role of the husband. Maricris has the role of the Swedish girl.

Gerlyn is surprised by Angeli when she rehearses her part to find that Angeli has a dildo strapped on. Gerlyn gets fucked but good by her sex teacher. Maricris, who knows that Angeli was so equipped, is giggling. She is not a very good simulant for the Swedish girl, but Joy2x and I do get to figure out our blocking for the evening.

The girls group as follows: Noime is with Analyn and Lyla; Moon is with Res; Iay is with Laarni.

There will be lots of food. Joy2x has a number of texts with the Swedish girl, making sure they will eat what we are serving and finding out what they like to drink. Nothing is being left to chance that can be done in advance. She even asks the girl to ask her man if he will be upset if there are eight underage girls at the table tonight. She says to tell him that we normally include them in such dinners but can exclude them if he really wants. Joy2x is sure that he will insist they be there and she is right, the text comes back,

Lars insists the girls be there. He asks, how old are they?

Joy2x hoots, Hala sha!¹ We have him!

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Chapter 51