Binding Two

It was still dark when Mike woke up. His mind groggily searched for what it was that woke him, when he felt Ezra's warm, soft, tongue slide along the underside of his cock again. Understanding and arousal woke him up the rest of the way and he groaned with satisfaction. She alternated long, slow licks with warm soft kisses on his shaft, balls, and thighs. He repositioned his arms behind his head and opened his legs wider.

"Good morning Master," she said between two kisses.

"Good morning, Ezra," he sighed with contentment.

She continued her morning blowjob by taking him into her mouth. Her lips formed a tight seal and she slid her head up and down, taking breaks to catch her breath and nuzzle his balls like a cat. Mike grinned, looking up at the ceiling. Things really weren't that bad in this world.

He felt himself getting closer to cumming but before she could finish him off he changed his mind.

"Stop. I love fucking your mouth but what I really want is to fuck for real."

"Master? You know that if I-"

"Yeah. I know, but I think we can find someone else to.. fit that niche."

She sat up and looked at him with an eyebrow lifted just a bit higher than the other.

"I need to know if the binding only works with you, or if I can do it on anyone."

A thoughtful look passed over her face, "Yes, it could be that it worked because it was my magic being used on myself, or maybe that your ability is simply to reverse spells cast on you.."

"That's not what I did, but either way I need to know." He grinned wolfishly, "Maybe you know someone? A young woman, beautiful, unattached?"

Ezra didn't think long before nodding, "I think I might know the perfect woman for.. testing." She winked at him.

A quarter hour later Mike had dressed and prepared when the fabric door swished. Ezra had returned with a brunette in tow. She had a cute oval face, though the determined set of her amber colored eyes and strong cheekbones gave her a no bullshit look. Binding her will would be a challenge in any setting.

Her hair was long and silky. She seemed strong and confident in her movements. Her frame was a bit wider than Ezra's slim and lithe one. Her hips were wider, though under the scarf-dress that everyone seemed to wear here it was hard to tell too much else. She was half a head shorter than Ezra. Observing all this he noticed something else; her eyes were a bit red, as if she had been crying not long before.

Ezra coughed in the silence at the two of them staring at each other for a moment too long.

"Mike, this is Rani, she agreed to help us determine the extent of your magic."

Mike understood quickly; there was no reason to hide the reason for her presence, as long as the whole story was not revealed, she would be a willing participant.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, despite the circumstances. Thank you for helping me."

She replied only with a short hard stare and then a brisk nod.

Mike and Rani sat cross-legged across from each and held hands, hers palms face down in his. He looked into her golden eyes and she returned his searching gaze. He closed his eyes and felt the softness of her hands, his breathing, the wind outside.

He shook his head and opened his eyes, "There's nothing"

Ezra shuffled closer and held each of their hands. Mike closed his eyes again and this time he felt the flow. The energy moving from Ezra into him was like a soft light slowly illuminating a dark space. Their inner universes were opening to him, clear and focused.

He moved the energy from himself into Rani and began to shape it. This time there was less trial and error; he wove the spell quickly and wrapped Rani in a few moments. Her name was Rani Reali. It appeared to him as if he had always known it when the name cracker portion of the net completed itself. He threaded it in as the keystone to complete the binding. He heard her gasp as she felt the net close around her.

She startled and began to get up but he interrupted,

"Sit down and be quiet."

Her body jerked and she sat down as if pushed by giant invisible hands on her shoulders. Her eyes widened and darted from him to Ezra. Her mouth moved but no sound escaped. The realization that she couldn't talk began to fill her with panic. Her shoulders shook and her eyes teared up with huge welling tears.

"Whoa whoa, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you, just listen."

Rani shook her head and stared at Ezra pleadingly.

"Rani, love, listen to him. He's not going to hurt you."

Rani continued to shake lightly but she finally looked back at Mike, her suspicion clear.

"I'm not going to hurt the tribe, I was summoned to restore humanity."

She stared at him, not quite deadpan. Her skepticism unhidden.

He nodded at her as if to say, "It'll be fine." Then began his binding words,

"Always be honest with me, obey my will and work to help with my goals. Do not try to break the spell or dissolve the binding. You will advise and help me as best you can for my benefit first and then that of humanity as a whole. You will willingly and happily do all these things and others I ask. You will be my loyal and loving slave"

Immediately, her panic subsided, the shaking stopped, and her eyes unfocused, her brows lightly pulled in towards each other. She said nothing for a long time and then she finally spoke: voice barely above a whisper, "I see."

"What do you see, Rani?" Mike asked curiously. This was a different reaction to the binding of Ezra the day before.

She answered him slowly, "I had all these fears and so much sadness. I still feel them, but now my heart is calm. I know that the only thing that matters is being useful to you and making you happy."

Mike looked at Ezra and they shared a satisfied smile.

"Rani. Do you know what sex is?"

She nodded, "I know about it. The women talk about it sometimes but I haven't.. "partnered" yet."

Mike's smile grew despite himself as he replied, "We'll be fucking regularly, it will be one of your tasks and privileges, do you know what that means?"

"I'll be sharing your bed?"

"Yes, and other things."

"And doing these things will make you happy?"

"Very happy"

Her smile was confident and seemed to have a challenge in it, "Then I'll be ready for you whenever you want, sir"

He felt his throat constrict and he swallowed to clear it, "Girls? Let's get to bed."

The three of them stood up and were about to move to the pile of furs and blankets when a loud, piercing shout from outside and froze them in their tracks.

After a moment Mike sighed and said, "Is that the signal to tell everyone that everything is fine?"

Ezra looked at him, seeming to be questioning his sanity but Rani replied quickly that it was the alarm.

As they peeked outside, they could see some others peering out of their tents. Only the old man Borix and a few others were standing out in the open.

A group of Lynx men strode into view. Their short frames were thickly muscled, their clothes a mixture of linen and leather with knee high boots.

One of them stepped forward. He was on the older side compared to those in his group but the others showed respect in the amount of space they gave him.

His shout was textured like gravel but the loud words carried clearly, "Humani! Your men are all dead. Your camp is surrounded. We should kill every one of you!"

He paused for effect, "But we will accept your surrender as slaves at this time."

The Lynx leader looked around and spotted Borix. He walked towards him until he was within arms reach and with a movement so practiced that it looked casual he sliced open the old man's throat with a single outstretched claw. Blood gurgled from the slice on his neck and Borix fell to the ground grasping at his throat. The Lynx man ignored the weakly twitching old man at his feet and spoke again in the dead silence, "This offer is available only to women."

The girls by his side were trembling with fear and Mike decided he had seen enough. He pulled the cloth door closed and turned back to them.

"Rani, I need you to talk to him. You'll have to go out there and tell him that the last male human here is a blind healer. One who can repair even old injuries. I think the leader may be curious enough to try: when he walked, I noticed he had a slight limp."

Rani nodded solemnly and wasted no time. While he told Ezra what he would need from her, Rani was already outside and had started to call out to the Lynx leader.

By the time the Lynx man shouted for Mike to come out, he was ready. He had stripped down to a loincloth and a thin shoulder scarf; he needed the lynx to feel comfortable enough to get close. Ezra had also wrapped a cloth around his eyes.

She held him by the arm gripping him tightly as they walked out. Blinded by the scarf Mike felt extremely vulnerable at that moment. Outside, the heat of the day seared his exposed skin. He could only hope the lynx man wanted to try his healing more than he wanted to kill the last remaining human male of the tribe.

They walked a few steps forward and the rough voice of the Lynx man came from right in front of him.

"So you are the healer. Are your claims true?"

"Yes sir, though I will need to hold the patient's hand"

Ezra moved Mike's arm out in front of him. He heard the Lynx man make an odd grumbling growl that might just have been a laugh. Then he felt the powerful grip of the Lynx man's padded hand wrap around his fingers.

The magic from Ezra at his side filled him and flowed into the lynx man. Mike took the energy and pushed it forcefully into shape, weaving, cracking, and binding. His will snared and crushed the Lynx man's mental barriers. Mike followed up with up few carefully chosen instructions that he said out loud as if they were a blessing.

"Agamni, be calm. Everything is normal and your injuries no longer hurt"

The Lynx man's hand released Mike's and he looked at it, confused. His aches and the tightness in his knee were gone. A feeling of peace flowed through him in it's stead.

"By Gora. I feel good"

The other Lynx men shoot each other looks, each of them thinking about what injuries they could ask to be healed or what sicknesses could be cured in their own families at home.

Another Lynx man stepped up, "Agamni, did it truly work?"

"I feel like a changed man, Garu. "Healer! Do your work on my man Garu. He has a cut on his back."

Mike realized there might be an issue. If the Lynx men realized that his healing did not change the injury they might realize something suspicious was afoot.

"Yes, of course, I can heal all the injured lord Agamni, but may I request to do so inside my tent; in the shade?"

Agamni nodded in agreement and after a long moment Ezra squeezed Mike's arm and turned him away, with Rani quickly grabbing his other arm they guided him to the tent.

Once inside the tent Mike began cracking and binding the Lynx men.

The first to come in was Garu and Mike immediately ordered him to fake feeling better and to convince others to try the treatment. He was then instructed to then continue as if nothing had happened until further orders.

Each binding took concentration and energy. After an hour his head had started to pound and the energy that came from Ezra, who had seemed filled with endless power, began to run thinner.

"How many of you are left, Romlau?" He asked of his most recent binding.

"Nine more, Sir."

Mike nodded painfully and squeezed Ezra's hand. The next Lynx man walked in and they got back to work.

When the last Lynx man was bound Mike let out a sigh of relief. His headache was a dull roar. He took off his blindfold slowly and blinked at his blurry vision. Despite the redness of the setting sun everything was too bright and hurt to look at.

Ezra was lying on her back, her legs still crossed where she had sat all day. Her discomfort at this position ignored for the relief of lying down and rubbing her temples.

He stood up shakily with Rani's help. Outside, the Lynx men were still busy with the work of capturing a tribe, all the women were sitting on the ground with ropes tied around their necks. Each one connecting to the next in line. Piles of goods were being sorted through by the Lynx. Each of the lynx knew the others were bound but they had all been told to act the part. Only one remained who had not been instructed to follow Mike's every order. Agamni.

"Hey! Lynx men," Mike looked at them with bloodshot eyes. "Stand to attention!"

Agamni was the only Lynx who was shocked. He looked around seeing his men drop their tasks and stand straight as if waiting for further commands.

He roared furiously, "What did you do you insolent hairless kit!?" Without waiting for and answer he leapt forward. Fortunately Mike had been expecting this and immediately shouted his name and commanded him to stop. At these words the burly Lynx man froze mid jump and landed heavily.

"Agamni, you are first among the slave Lynx. Your loyalty to me is total and your first priority is the safety and wellbeing of this tribe."

Agamni's eyes glazed for a second. Then cleared to understanding, "Yes sir."

Mike felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He looked around at the Lynx men standing to attention. His eyes moved to the captured human tribe. Everybody was staring at him with awe and confusion. Ezra and Rani had come out too and were standing on either side of him. The silence stretched as everyone waited to see what would happen next.

"Lynx men. Free the humans and help them put everything in the camp back where you found it, then stand in the middle of the tents at attention until I give you new orders."

With this done Mike looked at Ezra, who seemed as haggard as he felt and at Rani, who seems fresh by comparison despite waiting on them both all day, brining them water and small bites of food whenever possible. Ezra turned to her and said "Rani, gather some water for us to wash with. I'm feeling gross and it's been a long day"

Mike stood swaying on his feet still watching the tribespeople being freed, rubbing their wrists and necks as they eyed the Lynx men suspiciously. The piles of belongings were being put away quickly by other Lynx men.

Ezra leaned in to him resting her head on his shoulder, "You know, if you hadn't been here, our lives would have taken a very different path tonight."

When they were almost inside the tent Mike heard a shout from behind. He turned around and his exhaustion turned to surprise. All the tribespeople were facing him, heads bowed, with two fists on top of each other, held out slightly in front of their downturned heads. Mike did not recognize the gesture, but the respect it held was obvious. Ezra confirmed with a soft "It seems they know it too.."

Inside the tent Rani had somehow made a wide dish of water and a pile of soft washcloths appear. Ezra and Rani worked together to wash him with the cool water from the dish. Dipping the washcloths in the soapy water and scrubbing him with it gently but firmly, rinsing it in a second bowl and then beginning again until every part of him had been scrubbed down and he felt so much more human.

Ezra motioned him towards the bed and he lay down contentedly. She undressed started to wash. Her pale body and firm round breasts moved slowly as she washed herself with Rani's help. When she was clean she leaned towards Rani and, pushing her soft brown hair to the side, she whispered into her ear for a long time. Finally, Rani nodded and glanced at Mike quickly with an excited look in her eyes.

Ezra slowly undid Rani's wrap and pulled it off. Soon Rani stood in her loincloth and chest wrap. Her skin was warm and golden and contrasted with Ezra's paleness. She had a surprisingly narrow waist despite her wide hips and large chest. She looked at him again, her amber eyes glinting with satisfaction as Ezra undid her chest wrap and her large breasts came into view.

Ezra's breasts were been the size grapefruits; firm and round. Rani's breasts were much larger, though their heaviness didn't keep them from standing proud and high on her chest, though they were not as tight and round as Ezra's their shape begged to be squeezed and pulled by the thick brown nipples.

Ezra made a show of squeezing and holding up each large breast in turn to wash it with the cool water. She let the droplets roll down and Mike stared hypnotized as her large nipples hardened at the contact with the droplets. After a generous amount of time massaging Rani's breasts Ezra moved on. She slid her hands down Rani's smooth sides over her hips and pulled the loincloth off. She washed her strong, thick, thigs and finishing with a good scrubbing of her private parts.

Now the two naked women, one tall, slim, and silver haired, the other a bright brunette with wide hips and thigs and large boobs, moved towards him and climbed onto the bed with him. They pressed their bodies against him; Ezra on one side and Rani on the other. Their softness pressing against him was intoxicating and he felt his erection was already at full mast as their thighs, breasts, and roaming hands wriggled into place against him.

Ezra spoke softly into his ear, her whisper warm and clear, "Don't move Sir, rest and let us take care of you."

Mike let out a slow heavy sigh he hadn't known he had been holding in and he settled in to let the two gorgeous women treat him like a king.

Ezra slid down to place her head by his cock and took the tip into her wet warm mouth. Her head rested on his belly and the warmth wrapping around his cock made him feel like he was melting.

Rani ran her hand over his chest and her heavy breathing betrayed her arousal. He pulled her into a kiss and her little mouth with thick lips parted, welcoming his tongue like a hungry pussy. She moaned softly and rubbed her thigs against each other unconsciously as their kiss continued.

He felt the warmth and wetness of the two mouths, one on his cock and one on his mouth, like two fires. The three of them ate each other hungrily, writhing and moaning together in pleasure.

Suddenly Ezra pulled her lips off his cock with a pop. As if agreed ahead of time Rani also pulled away from him, though slower, more regretfully. Ezra moved back up and Rani sat up to straddle him.

Her legs kneeling on either side of him placed her pussy directly on top of the underside of his cock. She leaned forward, pressing her giant breasts against his chest and her head in his neck. Her pussy pressed down on his shaft and half wrapped around him. Slowly she slid her wetness forward and back sliding on his cock. She ground her pussy and clit on his cock with small moans.

Her hips continued to rock back and forth and he grabbed her ass, squeezing and spanking it as if instinctively knowing that she would enjoy the sensation. He felt a dark and hungry satisfaction when he realized her thighs and pussy clenched spasmodically each time he slapped her ass.

Ezra, who was sitting up next to them placed her hands on his wrists and spoke softly but firmly, "Sir. Let me, please, you should rest"

She pushed his hands down and he heard and felt the spanking begin again. Rani continued to rock her hips; rubbing her soaked pussy lips on his hard cock. Each time her ass was spanked he could feel her clench and press down harder on him and she gave a half yelp half moan into his ear. Then she would slow down and he felt her softly tremble.

Ezra stopped her spanking and the two slowed. Mike looking at Ezra questioningly.

"Rani, Do you like having your ass slapped like that?"

Rani moaned but replied with a hoarse, "Yessss."

Ezra smiled dangerously, "Then why are you not thanking our master every time I spank you?" With that line, she slapped Rani hard once again. Rani gasped and immediately said, "Thank you sSir!"

With each slap Rani continued thanking him and grinded herself on his cock. The "Thank you Sir-Thank you Sir-Thank you Sir" became faster as the rhythm of spanking sped up until with one final smack Ezra stopped.