I woke from a dream.
Brandi, Holly and myself falling for an infinity in the abyss of space. Holding each other close so we couldn't be separated by endless blackness.
Holly lay next to me, her warm breath on my neck. Brandi lay with her head on my stomach. Letting her tongue flick in and out to graze the tip of my growing cock. I stroked the back of her neck, letting her know I was conscious. With that simple encouragement, Brandi moved closer and took me fully into her mouth.
Holly roused herself at the new movement on the mattress and kissed me on the neck.
"No fair, Brandi always wakes up first."
Holly stretched her arms up over her head and then across my chest. She nuzzled into my neck and played absently with Brandi's hair.
Io entered the room with an envelope in her hand. I took it from her and opened it.
Inside was an invitation for me to breakfast with Adaline in her apartment this morning. I handed it back to the servant and told Brandi to pick up the pace.
I arrived at Adaline's door with Andrea in tow. Io and Persephone had dressed her in a black g-string and a sheer black halter that showed her body well. While Andrea was definitely not an outlier, she held onto some of her personality. Unlike my two newest acquisitions who had been wiped clean of all past and future. It was Andrea who would be most useful helping me to navigate the ins and outs of this new court.
We were met at the door by a stunningly beautiful woman. For a half second I thought it was Adaline herself. She wore a cornflower blue sundress that ended just above the knee. Her bosom was barely contained by the thin fabric and low cut straps.
She motioned for us to follow and then led us through a staggeringly large apartment. A cadre of attractive servants were busy cleaning the large rooms. Our guide led us out onto a patio that looked over the quiet city below.
Adaline rose to greet me, she wore the same dress as her door greeter. They did look almost like twins. I could see the servant was missing that fire and hint of lunacy that made Adalines eyes so dangerous to look into.
To the right of our host Thalia the Temp was seated. When she rose I could see she wore a belt of large silver links that rested at her wide hips. Through the chain she had threaded a long strip of silk as a loincloth. A matching piece of silk constrained her breasts in a sling that tied behind her neck. She reminded me of the women illustrated on the covers of a fantasy novel. All she was missing was a bloody sword.
I greeted them both and took a seat. Andrea sank to her knees beside me.
"I see you've procured yourself another girl" Adalines eyes flashed toward Andrea.
"I have found her insights into the executive level very useful." I responded.
That seemed to satisfy Adaline. She poured some sparkling wine into three glasses and passed them to her guests. We saluted each other and drank.
"What a night we had last night."
Thalia and I both agreed. Adaline asked us if we had recovered and we both reported our health was good. Adaline didn't mention her humiliation and we were both smart enough not to ask.
"I like to host our champions like this. Get to know you a little better."
Adaline continued by asking Thalia what she did when she wasn't temping. Thalia informed us that she was part of a rugby team and an MMA fighter.
I looked her over again. She was powerful, long and muscled. I would hate to have to face her on the rugby pitch, or the octagon, or anywhere else. She looked every bit the warrior maiden. Her red hair pulled back into twin braids that ran parallel to her spine.
Adaline smiled approvingly and changed the subject.
"I"m sure you heard the chairman's comments about me and the man you killed last night?"
I nodded, fairly certain it was the Chairman that finished him off.
"Yes, well. He was right. Matt and I had been plotting to take the company away from him."
She took a breath and wiped at her eyes.
"We were... very close."
Adaline talked about her rationale for the takeover. She described the treatment of women under the new regime. How she had been opposed from the start and even mentioned the treatment Andrea had received. But then she continued, talking about how the new world was meant to be enjoyed and lived in, not to be confined to gray buildings, and not to play golf.
Adaline was convincing but, deep down I knew it was all about her. Her husband was toying with her, waiting for his chance to get rid of her. From the looks of things she was out of time, and she knew it.
I stopped her,
"Why are you telling us this?"
Adaline teared up again and added a slight quiver to her voice.
"Because I need you. Matt was my last chance. If it doesn't happen soon, I'll end up as a party favor for all these men. And then nothing will ever change."
She leaned forward letting the sun-browned flesh of her tits strain to get out of her dress.
I tore myself away from the display of skin.
"And now it's my turn to fight for you?"
Adaline leaned back,
"For all of us, for your girls that you so obviously care about, for me, for Thalia and all the slaves in the pens."
"And what about Thalia, what would she get out of it?"
Adaline touched Thalia's thigh and looked at her with her hypnotic eyes.
"You'd be free. You could be rich, you could have anything you wanted."
I let my mind wander to what this Amazon could 'want' from Adaline. I tried to stay on target.
"Is that what Matt was going to get? Anything he wanted?"
She attempted to look vulnerable, her soft pout causing my cock to weigh in on what we might want from her.
"We cared about each other. But, what I told you yesterday was true. I am a married woman."
I tried to stop thinking about those lips on my body.
"And it would violate some sort of prenuptial agreement I would imagine."
She started to cry again.
"Oh you think I'm terrible. But you're right. He sees everything, that would be his chance to get rid of me cleanly."
Servants had begun to lay out plates on the table. Salmon carpaccio, a few different kinds of caviar, a delicious looking pastry. I couldn't help myself, the symbiote can only sustain me for so long before my body needs actual fuel. I noticed that Thalia hadn't even wasted the time to think and was busy feasting.
Between bites I asked Adaline,
"How would I do it?"
Her voice became serpent-like and she whispered to me.
