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Author's note: This story in the Sam Spade saga is slightly different than the others. It spans 4 parts and it includes more back-story of the different people in Samantha's life. If you wish to read more about Suzi, her story is contained in the novel "Twins in Mind and Body."
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As I stood looking down at the drum where Don Bruce was being consumed by the black ooze and my essence, I wondered about him. I could see his hate for me, after all I stood up to him time and time again. But to betray Sue his wife, and want his daughter dead is a whole different matter. How cold blooded do you have to be to run the mob? Or was he just an asshole from the start.
I was about to turn away five minutes later when a form rose from the drum. As it took the form of a young female my mind went into hers and saw that her mind had been erased of all memories other than basic functions like eating and using the bathroom. I lifted her out and said tenderly, "Join your sisters and learn how to pleasure them and yourself fully for me." She hurried off to join the orgy in progress as I moved over to the throne and sat down. Mentally I addressed Angela, Heather, and Jasmine, "Come to me, we have much to discuss."
First Angela showed up and knelt before me. Even as she was kneeling, Heather stood from the mass of bodies and walked over to kneel beside her. The last was Jasmine who knelt with a sheepish smile, "I still have not finished tracing the phone."
"Do not worry about that for now. I found a memory that will open a new door to investigate." I replied. I showed them the memory I retrieved from Lenny's mind and a phone number. "Back trace the owner and address connected with it," I commanded.
"It shall be done," Jasmine said with bowed head. She stood, and took a step and disappeared.
"What did you decide to do to him as punishment?" Angela asked.
"I destroyed him. Lenny, or Don Bruce is no more," I replied with just as much anger as I had felt when I erased his mind.
"Nameless?" Heather said after mentally looking back towards the slaves playing.
"She is a blank slate Heather. Train her in the art of pleasure. See that she spends all her time pleasuring her sisters who are not otherwise on duty or occupied." I paused and then added, "As far as the other slaves are concerned she was a bad girl who is being given a second chance. Once she has become an expert in pleasuring each of them, you three will teach her all you know about pleasure. Once you are pleased with her, she will be tested and ether be consumed by my essence or given a name."
Heather looked worried, "Goddess through her, you are testing us also. Do I understand you correctly?"
"Yes," I paused and looked out at the girls who were lost in a haze of pleasure. "I would rather have few who love each other without measure than forty who have no love for their sisters."
Aloud I added, "All here are sexual creatures. But sex without love is meaningless." All motion stopped as the girls looked up at me. "While I know each of you love me without measure, you must find the same love for your sisters. You must come to love each without measure." I looked at Heather, "All must be willing to die in order to save her sister." Looking down I said mentally to her, "Frankie died trying to save you and your sisters Heather. Would you have traded places given a chance?"
"You know the answer Samantha. Jade was my little sister and twin to Jasmine. Any of the original girls here would have died to save the other." Heather said softly. She looked away and added, "I don't know if that is possible now with so many strangers thrown into the mix and forming little clicks."
"I can handle that," Angela said in a dead voice.
"No, I think it is time for me to step in," I replied aloud. "Leave me," I commanded to the pair. Once they had gone I stood, clapped my hands loudly and pointed to the ground before me. It took a minute for the girls to sort themselves out and kneel before me. "Ponies and their handlers. Go wait outside my chambers," I commanded. I waited until they left and looked at the remaining slaves. "Each of you has a part of me inside you. It is what has given you near immorality. You were given this gift because I thought you were worthy to join me and my family as my daughter."
I paused a long moment as my mind brushed over each of theirs. I could not listen like the others but I could enter their minds and do as I wished to them. "Instead of being one family, I find that you are forming little groups, little friendships and snubbing the rest. As of now that will change, you are all friends, lovers, and slaves under my command. As such I command the friendships and little groups to break. Each time they form, they will break again. Make it so!" My mind still traveled through theirs as the entity that lived in them followed my command. Their minds shifted to the left and settled down. Only a few cases did the minds fight to keep their former status. In each case I forced the mind to change as I wished until I came to Jenny.
Instead of just forcing the change on her I looked deeper. She had one lover and it was me. The rest were just people to her. "Go and wait by the drum," my mind commanded. I watched as she shot me a look of fear as she stood and walked over to the drum. By the time she reached it, her mind was composed for her death. If I commanded it, she would gladly die to prove her love and devotion. Aloud I said, "Now slaves, get to know your sisters and love them with all your heart."
As the kneeling girls broke and began tenderly caressing each other, I stood and walked over to Jenny. Standing before her I reached out and touched her face tenderly. Mentally I said, "I understand Jenny. But I cannot allow one to feel as you do while making the rest toe the line. You must be willing to take a bullet and die for any girl here. Only with someone you love will you do that without hesitation. The love you have for me does not mean you can't love your sisters too." I paused and said softly, "I don't want to lose you Jenny. Let the change happen, let your sisters love you and return their love."
After a long moment I felt her mind shift to the left in alignment with her sisters. "Go and get to know your sisters." She smiled at me and turned away to join the cuddle pile.