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The Book Lover Ch 29

The Book Lover Ch 29

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Jaleh knocked on the door, hoping that someone would open it.

She knew Rebecca was inside the house, but did not know if anyone else was home, and wasn't sure if Rebecca would be in any mood to answer it. If she'd still had access to Jessie's powers, she could have reached into the girl's mind and make her feel an urge to get up and come answer the door.

But with Jessie gone, she had returned to the resonance she'd had when alive, which meant she was merely saMpadyate.

She was able to look into her mind, however, and determine that she intended to stay in her bed and hope that whoever was at the door would go away.

Jaleh had no intention of honoring that wish, however. She knocked again, louder and more insistently, then rang the doorbell twice.

She sensed Rebecca's annoyance, but she still intended to just wait it out, so Jaleh rang the bell three more times, and knocked again, even harder, until she finally felt Rebecca give up and drag herself out of bed.

A minute or so later, the door swung open.

"Jessie?" Rebecca said hopefully looking out onto the doorstep.

Jaleh just shook her head. She could see the hope on Rebecca's face turn quickly into anger.

"Get the fuck away from here," the blonde said as she started to swing the door closed.

Jaleh reached her foot into the doorway to keep the door from closing.

"Please, don't shut me out, Rebecca. We need to talk. I swear on Ahura's name that I had no idea Hamid was planning to do this. I honestly had no idea he was even capable of any of this. I am so, so sorry that any of this happened."

"Why should I believe anything you say?" Rebecca spit out, still trying to close the door in spite of Jaleh's foot being in the way.

"You probably shouldn't," Jaleh said dejectedly. "You have every reason to hate me. But please, just let me in for a moment. I need you to know that I am every bit as upset by what Hamid has done as you are. Maybe even more upset because I thought I knew him, which makes all of this feel like a betrayal to me. I think we both need a friend right now."

Jaleh felt the pressure on the other side of the door let up. It was only a little, but it allowed the door to swing open just enough that she could step inside of it. She immediately wrapped Rebecca into her arms and gave her a big hug.

"Ahura, I am so sorry," Jaleh said to the girl.

She could feel Rebecca sobbing into the hug, so she just held her, using her foot to close the door behind her.

Rebecca pulled back from the hug.

"So, I guess that you're not pregnant yet, since it is still you and not Jessie?"

"Actually, I am pregnant, or

was

pregnant, anyway. But that isn't what completes the spell. Hamid never actually told us what completes the spell, so he never actually lied, and no one called him on it."

"Wait, what do you mean you

were

pregnant?"

"I got pregnant," Jaleh explained. "But I am not going to stay that way. I can feel the hormones my body wants to secrete to make a place where the babies can grow and develop, and I am making sure those hormones never get made. It will be a very short pregnancy. Once I found out what Hamid's real plans were, there is no way I want to go along with them."

"So, what are Hamid's real plans?" Rebecca asked.

Jaleh sighed deeply and closed her eyes, not wanting to admit what Hamid, the man she had always looked up to, had done.

"To keep these bodies until they die, then transfer our consciousness into the children. Then repeat that process, over and over again, living with young, healthy, powerful bodies forever."

"Jesus," Rebecca whispered. "That's why he said he would have many concubines."

Jaleh nodded.

"So where are Jessie and Ethan?"

"I don't know," Jaleh admitted to her. "Hamid destroyed the book."

"He what?"

"He said he burned the book. I can no longer feel Jessie. Nor can I access her memories."

"She's... she's,,, gone?" Rebecca questioned.

"I don't know. I really hope not. But I can't feel her anymore. I hope that Tom can still feel her when he gets home. Maybe then we can figure some way out of this. He's an incredibly smart man, with a connection to Jessie much more powerful than mine."

Jaleh could see the look in Rebecca's eyes. She didn't even need to reach inside the girl's consciousness to know what she was feeling. There was deep, deep sadness, and a sense of incredible loss, but mostly there was rage. The rage was mostly directed at Hamid, but there was enough of it that it definitely spilled over onto Jaleh.

"So, you've truly fucked it all up, then," she practically spat out at Jaleh.

It most definitely was

not

time for defensiveness.

"Yes," Jaleh admitted. "All my life I had this idea that Hamid was almost perfect. He always seemed so wise, so compassionate, and so forgiving. Of course, I have always been selfish, and petulant, and impulsive, so I think I never really dug deeper to see what he was truly like, as I was too focused on my own desires. I got hints of it towards the end, when I saw where his obsession with saving me was taking him, but by that point I was too sick to care. I just wanted it to be over."

She paused and took a deep breath. Then shook her head.

"Not that this is any excuse," Jaleh continued, "but he clearly fooled Jessie as well. Perhaps that was because most of his interaction with her involved him trying to make her see me the way that he sees me. Perhaps it was ultimately his love for me, which I believe is very real, that made us both believe he was better than he really is."

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Jaleh could sense that the rage Rebecca felt towards her might be tempering a little.

"What's important now is trying to figure out a way we can stop him. I have no intention of allowing his plan to succeed. I will not bear him the children that will let him live forever. Eventually he will realize I am not pregnant anymore. I have to hope I can keep him from realizing I did that on purpose, and that I am keeping myself from ever getting pregnant again, also on purpose. I have to somehow keep him distracted until Tom gets home and we can see if there is still some hope of bringing Jessie and Ethan back."

"Fuck," Rebecca said through clenched teeth. Jaleh could feel her steeling herself to do something she didn't want to do.

"What?" Jaleh asked her.

"I think I know how we can do that," Rebecca said.

"You don't need to be involved, Rebecca. This is my mess to clean up."

"I know I don't

need

to be involved, but if there is any hope of making this all right again, I

want

to be involved. Even if it's going to hurt like hell."

Jaleh stepped forward and wrapped Rebecca in her arms yet again.

"I am so sorry about this, Rebecca," she said quietly.

Hamid stepped up onto the porch, and tried the handle. The door was unlocked. He smiled to himself as he turned the handle and slipped quietly into the house. This couldn't have worked out any better. He knew Jaleh was upset with him, but he knew that eventually she would come around. The power the two of them would wield, in a world unused to having anyone with this kind of power, would be intoxicating, and Jaleh would be unable to resist its call to her. Of that he was quite certain.

He walked quietly through the house, knowing exactly where he needed to go, he could feel them, and knew where they were. He stepped up to the door into a room at the back of the house. Once again, the door was unlocked. He turned the handle, slowly opening the door and stepping inside, seeing the two women sitting on the bed, with Jaleh's arm wrapped around the woman who was to be his first concubine.

"Ah, my queen," he said as he stepped inside the room, "thank you for leading me to this tasty little morsel. I was afraid she was going to get away from me before I could properly break her in."

"You are welcome, my king," Jaleh responded. "I am sorry I overreacted when I learned of your plans. I had grown rather fond of Jessie during my time with her. I am grateful that we can finally be together again. Thank you for making this happen."

"Anything for you, my queen. It has always been about you. You know that."

"Yes, my king. Thank you for that."

Hamid smiled as he took in the sight of the lovely blonde on the bed with Jaleh. He of course knew her name, he could easily see that in the memories he had explored from Ethan before he had burned the book, and he could also see that in her own memories as he explored them. She would never be known as Rebecca to him however. That would be part of the process of breaking her. He looked deep into her eyes.

"Stand up, Agrima," he said to her, pushing an understanding into her consciousness that this was to be her new name as his concubine. It was a name derived from the word meaning first in his original language, fitting for her as his first concubine in this new body of his.

He could sense the words she was forming to speak to him in her head. She wanted to say 'fuck you, asshole, get the fuck out of my house,' which didn't seem appropriate to say to her new master, so he prevented her from saying them, and instead put his own words into her mouth.

"Yes, master," she said, slowly standing up from the bed, unable to break eye contact with him as she did it.

Ahura, this one was going to be a lot of fun. It wasn't many decades before Hamid had become king that his people had learned to tame and breed horses, unleashing the power of these magnificent animals. As a young man, Hamid had loved the process of breaking a new horse. While the servants preferred breaking horses that they had bred themselves, Hamid preferred capturing wild ones, loving the challenge it represented.

He also quickly realized that the best horses were, without question, the most difficult ones to break. The wilder, and more free-spirited the animal, the more useful it was to him after he broke it.

Once he became king, he realized the same thing was true of his concubines, although he never encountered one the first time around that was anything like this one. Women in his day were naturally more subservient, and as a king, none of them really had much choice but to submit to him anyway. He still preferred those that offered some resistance to his control, but none of them were ever as resistant as Agrima. She was as wild and strong willed as any of the finest horses Hamid had ever owned, and he was going to thoroughly enjoy breaking her.

He could sense her pushing,

hard

, against his will, and he loved feeling her opposition.

"Undress for us, Agrima," he said simply and quietly, pushing hard against her desire to use some very choice words to tell him no. He exerted his power over her to make her remove the loose-fitting shirt she was wearing, revealing her to be topless underneath it.

He could

feel

how badly she wanted to escape the power of his will and he smiled at how exquisite it felt to him to ensure that she could not escape it.

She fought against him as he made her reach down to lower the pajama bottoms she was wearing, revealing a plain, white pair of panties underneath. She reluctantly stepped out of the pants, then pushed her panties to the floor as well, revealing her naked body to him and Jaleh.

"You are very beautiful, Agrima," he said to her.

She desperately wanted to yell at him, telling him her name wasn't Agrima, telling him to leave her alone, to get away from her and never return. Instead she said what he made her say.

"Thank you master."

"I see you have experience in being with a woman," Hamid said to her.

Once again, he had to force her to answer him.

"Yes, master," she said.

"Excellent," he replied. "My queen would love for you to pleasure her, wouldn't you my queen?"

"Yes, my king," Jaleh replied softly.

He entered Jaleh's mind.

-Undress for me, child-

He pushed into her consciousness to make sure she knew that it wasn't really an option. She stood and quickly undressed, then sat back down on the edge of the bed, naked, with her legs spread wide open, exposing her beautiful pussy. These bodies they had been given for this second chance at life were absolutely incredible. Jaleh's new body was stunning in every conceivable way, and Ethan's body was fit, and strong, with a penis that was incredibly big and powerful.

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God this was incredible. He had longed for this moment for thousands of years, and it was far better than he had ever imagined.

He looked back at his naked concubine.

"You know exactly what to do, Agrima," he said to her.

He sensed what she

wanted

to do, which was to walk over and slap him, hard, across the face. That, of course, was an unacceptable response, so he took control of her body once again. He made her turn and kneel between Jaleh's spread out legs, placing her palms on Jaleh's thighs and leaning in until her face was inches away from that incredible pussy.

Then he pushed an overwhelming desire into the girl, with a considerable amount of energy. He knew he could spare the energy, he would soon be taking it back from her. He could feel her body's response, her skin flushing with arousal, her nipples hardening, blood flowing into her sex to engorge and lubricate it.

She moaned loudly in response to that desire. And still she pushed back against him, trying to keep from doing what he desired of her. Rather than upset him, her resistance thrilled him to the core. This one was going to be a lot of fun.

He directed his energies to Jaleh in that moment, willing her next move, which was to reach out with her hands, grab Agrima's head and pull her mouth onto her open and waiting pussy.

Both women moaned at the desire Hamid pushed into them. It was time for Hamid to get undressed. His incredible penis needed to be put to good use, filling his new concubine's pussy and making her scream in orgasm while pleasuring Jaleh.

Ah yes. This was going to be a fabulous new shot at life.

Her pussy felt fabulous as he sunk his big fat shaft deep inside while he knelt behind her, watching as Jaleh used the girl's mouth to pleasure herself.

He immediately began driving this new concubine's desire higher and higher, pushing her towards an orgasm, making her forget about her resistance to his power over her the closer and closer she got to her own climax. When he sensed that she was right on the edge, he wet his index finger in his mouth and then slipped it into her ass, while pushing her over the edge with a burst of energy directly into her consciousness, and just like that, this girl who wanted nothing to do with him was screaming in orgasm on his penis.

"Ahura, yes, this is so good," Hamid said to Jaleh, looking her deep in the eyes as the couple joined their new concubine in orgasm.

It was almost a week later when Hamid found himself slipping into the guest bedroom late at night, naked and ready for what was to come.

Agrima was naked on the bed. She was not allowed to wear clothes at all in the apartment, her forced nakedness being used to reinforce her subservient status. Several times they had ordered food to be delivered to the apartment, and Hamid had sent Agrima to answer the door, not allowing her to cover herself in any way, even though she desperately wanted to. She needed to learn that she was an object and that he intended to treat her as such at all times.

Of course, he had followed the script he always used in trying to break either a person or an animal. Push them hard past their limits, and then reward them generously. Agrima had been given the most intense orgasms imaginable, over and over again. He had fully expected that by this point she would have begun to yield to him. He was finally starting to feel frustration that she continued to resist in spite of the enormous pleasure he had given her when she yielded to him.

She was awake, waiting for him. Not willingly, of course, she hadn't done anything willingly all week. But he had made her wait, lying awake and naked on the bed, listening to Jaleh's pleasured cries as Hamid fucked her ass.

Now he was presenting the penis that had just been deep inside his queen's ass to her mouth. She could easily smell where it had been and clearly didn't want to open her mouth to take it in. But she did anyway. She didn't have a choice in the matter. He slid his well used shaft into her mouth.

"Yes," he moaned at the sensation, "taste where my penis has been, Agrima. Know what it tastes like before I slide it into

your

ass for the first time."

He felt her resistance to the idea of his marvelously big penis taking her anal virginity. He didn't care. Up to this point, he had always planned to push her past her resistance in order to bring her immense pleasure. Not this time. This time he was going to show her that her continued resistance would deny her the pleasure he had been freely giving her all week long. He intended to make her beg to bring that pleasure back to her, using that as an incentive for her to finally yield her will to him.

He was

going

to break her. Up to this point, it had been an interesting challenge to him. But, she was resisting past the point where he was enjoying the challenge. He didn't intend to hurt her, not yet at least, but she wasn't going to get any more of the intense rewards that he had so readily provided when he pushed past her resistance.

After enjoying her mouth on his penis for several minutes, he pulled away from her.

"On your knees on the bed, Agrima, face down, ass up. It is time for you to learn what it is like to be fucked in the ass."

He once again pushed her to comply with his orders, making her take the desired position by force of his own will over her consciousness. He knelt behind her.

SMACK!

He swatted her ass with his hand. Not hard enough to really do any damage - he had no intention of damaging his first concubine - but hard enough to let her know that he was in charge and she could do nothing about it. Tonight, she would be nothing more than an object for his pleasure, not someone who got to share in that pleasure.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

He spanked her several more times before reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. Her ass looked delicious sticking up like that. He had hoped to wait until he had broken her to take her anally, but it was too late for that now. It was time for her to learn that her continued resistance was wearing very thin.

Hamid watched as Agrima returned from work several nights later. She stepped into the apartment and immediately began to undress, without any prompting from him. She folded her clothes into a neat little pile by the front door and then walked into the living room where Hamid was sitting and enjoying a cold beer. She was completely naked, as she knew was expected of her. She stepped in front of where he was sitting and then knelt on the floor, looking up at him.

He looked back down at her and smiled. He had done

nothing

to control her actions since her arrival. This was a first for this lovely concubine.

"Please, master," she said to him. looking up pleadingly into his eyes.

"Please what, Agrima?" he asked.

"I need you to give me the pleasure you have been denying me, master. I need to feel you deep inside my pussy. I need to orgasm on that spectacular cock again."

"I can give you so much pleasure, Agrima, far more than you have ever experienced if you will willingly yield to me. Let go and accept who you are now, and the pleasure you will feel will be magnified greatly. You will serve me, and I will see to your every need, and the pleasure I will bring to you will be extraordinary."

"Yes, master. That is what I desire, master."

"Who are you, then child?"

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