Laslo Gate

Chapter 5 – Of war and bondage.

“Sara, what is sex?”

Biesha was sprawled out next to me, her body still slick with sweat.

“That’s an interesting question,” I answered, rolling onto my back next to her. “Some people would say that sex is merely the coupling of two animals.”

“But that’s silly! There’s much more involved… Much much more!”

“Yes, dear. I know that, and you know that, but most people have sex out of greed, not out of love.”

“Greed? I see,” she said rolling over onto her tummy. “A greedy person has sex to please him or her self. But we look to each other’s pleasure, right?”

“That’s it exactly. Sex without love is little more than masturbation. Michael and I are very happy that you turned out to be so special…”

“Me?… Special?… I don’t think so, not really.”

“Oh, don’t sell yourself short, love. I told you the original reason we looked for someone with your, er.. qualities. We almost gave up. Then, when you turned out to be a genius as well as having a fine tail, well we knew you had to be part of the family.”

“A genius?! Come on Sara, I’m smart, surely, but a genius? Not bloody likely!”

I rolled over so that our bodies were right next to each other, both of us face down.

“Dear, you are a super genius. It’s only because you’ve never really pushed yourself that you are unaware of it. Genius isn’t defined by how well you do on a test, that would be silly. Life isn’t a test. Genius is being able to adapt to a situation quickly, and easily. It’s being able to admit mistakes and correct them… It’s being able to please someone else in bed, without any consideration for yourself. ” I patted her round fanny. “And you do that VERY well.”

“Hmm… Well, I don’t feel like a genius. When I first met you and Michael, I felt downright small!”

“That’s because we needed to play a certain role to attract you, or so we thought. So we were both in full dress. Michael’s impressive enough naked, but when he puts on his captain’s garb, he could intimidate Attila the Hun. Me, I was just playing a bit part.”

“But that’s just it, Sara. It was you who seemed intimidating to me. Sure, Michael with all his medals and stripes looked ready to take over planetary control, but for all his grandeur, it was you who did most of the talking. I’ve also noticed since I’ve been with you that… well…”

“Go on girl, spit it out. I can take it,” I chimed in when she hesitated.

“I’ve noticed that you seem to be in charge. Not just of the household, but of everything!”

I had to stop for a moment and consider her words. “I guess in a way I am in charge. Females do make better leaders, despite what most men say. No… let me qualify that… SMART females make better leaders. Unfortunately, our numbers are few, dear.”

“And you feel that I’m one of that number?”

“Positive. You wouldn’t get along so well with us if you weren’t. And if it means anything to you, I have seen your test scores.” Biesha seemed taken aback. “I am head of the department, remember? Somebody has to look at those things.”

“Uh, how’d I do? Or am I allowed to ask?”

“Honey, do you want my job?”

“Oh, yeah right…”

I only stared at her.

“You’re serious!”

“Well, maybe not right away. You could still use a bit more practical skill. But as far as theory and procedure, I think you did just a wee bit better than I did on those tests.”

Biesha was silent for a few moments, then she rolled over onto her back and sighed. She was biting her lower lip.

“Sara?”

“Yes, dear?”

“I don’t want your job… Not yet anyway. Not until I’m ready for it. And I certainly don’t want it unless you want out.”

I turned to my side and smiled at her.

“That’s good love, because I like my job and I’m not quite ready to retire. But do keep it in mind. Who knows, one of these days I might finally let Michael impregnate me and give him the child that he has always wanted. Hah, talk about gene splicing! I bet our kids would…”

“Sara, a child! Really! I had no idea you wanted to have a baby!”

“Whoa, slow down there girl… Kids are great, and one day I plan to have a whole farm of the little tikes. But that’s still a while down the road. Michael and I both know we aren’t ready to raise a child, as neither of is in a position to leave our careers.”

“Couldn’t you do both?”

“Sure, if you want them to grow up not knowing what you look like. No Biesha, if you take on the responsibility of having a child, then you must also take on the responsibility to raise that child properly. Motherhood is the number-one most important profession in the galaxy. It’s also the most taxing, the least recognized, and the hardest to learn. Not something you do in your spare time.”

“You’re right of course. Still, it’s nice to think about.”

“Yes, it is. Hmm… All this talk of babies has me horny again.”

“Sara, you’re always horny!”

“Too true! Now come over here and distract me, or I might just give Michael a big surprise in a couple of weeks…”

Life was wonderful for the next month. Between Biesha and myself, we kept Michael pretty busy, in bed and out. It was high-tea anytime one or both of us had a day off together and we did our very best to ensure that we did. One or the other of us would frequently come home to the sounds of grunting and moaning, only to be part of that grunting five minutes later. There’s nothing like sex to clear the mind of a hard day’s problems. And there were a great many problems right about then.

There were rumors that the Grelidin were mounting for an attack against the League. I’ve never understood war, and I hope I never do, but to butcher members of ones own race seems beyond comprehension. Sure, I could see fighting for our lives against an alien culture, like we did with the Ku’rell, but we didn’t really have a choice at the time. This was pure hatred between the two biggest kids on the block. Senseless. Stupid. Sometimes I think men were a genetic mistake that just got out of control, then I see Michael. I asked him about it at the diner table that night.

“Well,” he said between mouthfuls of Lasagna. “I received orders today that tell me I’m back on duty as of tomorrow.” I gasped. Biesha looked confused. Michael filled her in.

“I don’t get much off time, so if I get pulled back early from leave, then it means it’s pretty serious. There have never been more than two reasons, one being a mistake, in which case the person giving the order sacrificed his nose.”

“And the other reason…” she asked softly.

“War.”

We decided that we would curb the discussion until after dinner. One of the things that my mother taught me was that you don’t talk about unpleasentries at the table. Dinner should be a happy time. But as soon as we had finished eating, we gathered around the floor of the living room and had desert while we picked up the topic once again.

“Sara, I’m torn between three loyalties,” Biesha said, pecking at her ice cream. “One part of me says that I have no business in this war because I have no right to judge someone simply by what their leaders might believe. Another part of me remembers what the Grelidin did to my family and will never forgive them completely. Still a third part of me hates killing of any sort because of my profession. Murderers don’t make very good doctors…”

“No, they don’t,” I agreed. “Biesha, I don’t agree with this war, but if I’m called, I’ll go. Not because I feel any loyalty to this government, but because this place is my home. I don’t like to be forced out of anywhere. But probably my biggest reason I’d stay and fight is Michael.”

“I love you too dear,” he said crunching on a carrot stick.

“You see Biesha love, Michael is military… He HAS to fight, and that means shipping out with the very real possibility that he won’t return. If that’s the case, then I want to be with him when he goes.”

“Sara, you’d sign up with the Marines, just to stay near Michael?”

“In a moment, love,” I answered.

“And you would willingly kill another human being?”

“What? Who said anything about killing?”

“But you said…”

“I said I’d join up, I didn’t say that I’d join up as a soldier. Biesha, there are many different branches of the service. One of the biggest, especially in the Marine Corp, is medical. They need good medics, hell, I doubt they’d let me be a soldier. Not that I would be any good…”

“Don’t let her fool you,” Michael interrupted. “She could take out a Serillian Lungar Beast bare handed. She taught ME everything I know.”

“You’re combat trained?!” Biesha was staring at me, incredulous.

“Well, not really. My daddy believed that a woman should know how to take care of herself. You can’t be too careful these days.”

Michael snorted. “I’d feel sorry for the bloke who tried to rape my lovely.”

“Not at all, dear. Rape can be quite enjoyable in the right company.”

Biesha’s eyes were like saucers again. She reminded me of an old-earth cartoon character named Bambi.

“I think we shocked her again,” said Michael following my gaze.

“Hmm. You might be right.”

“I.. I..” She stammered.

“Then again,” I said moving closer to her. “Maybe it’s time we tied her down. What do you think, dear?” I asked while I slipped my hand into her Lava Lava. “Would you like to be bound to the bed for an hour or two, or three? A guaranteed good time for all…”

“Um… Would it hurt?”

“The line between pain and pleasure is a thin one, but I can assure you that we don’t use pain for the sake of pain. We leave the sado-masochist games to the politicians. Oh, please say yes…” I let my hand slide from her breast to the curve of her stomach. “We really do need a diversion from all this talk of war.”

“We promise to give you a better work-out than you’ve had all week,” said Michael with a wicked grin.

“Well…”

“Please?!” My hand slipped between her thighs.

“Um.. uh, alright…”

“Oh, goodie!” I said rising, pulling her with me.

Even as we moved to the bedroom, we began our lovemaking. Michael and I slowly ushered her down the hall, all the while unwrapping and pulling at the Lava wrap. We kissed and fondled every inch of her skin as it was exposed in an attempt to distract her. She knew that she had to at least make it to the bedroom, such was the game. I’m sure that if we pushed it, we could have made her drop to the carpet right there.

By the time she did flop down on the bed, she was panting heavily, her body twisting with erotic anticipation. Michael magically produced the same scarfs which had so aptly held me in times past, and between the two of us, had her tied hand and foot in no time at all. Then the real fun began.

Now that she was helpless before us, we knew that we could take our time. I wanted to get her as hot as possible, so I had Michael slowly unwrap me, giving me much the same treatment we had just given to her. He went one step further by pushing me forward and bending me at the waist so that my elbows rested on the bed. My head was nicely positioned between her thighs, but just out of range of her squirming hips. Much to my surprise and joy, Michael moved my legs wide apart and then pulled me back against him, driving his manhood deep within me. I gasped and started to rise, but he placed a hand on the small of my back and kept me bent over.

By the way Biesha watched us, I knew that Michael must be staring right at her while he slowly worked on me. As my passion grew, I reached out and placed my hands on her upper thighs. I had a great view of her beautiful body stretched out before me. The slow rise and fall of her chest only further heightened my quickly building erotic energy, her dark nipples moving up and down like beacons in an ever thickening fog of pleasure. When I peaked, I through back my head, completely caught up in the powerful orgasm which assailed me. Biesha told me later that she nearly came just watching me that first time.

As the timelessness of ecstasy slowly ebbed from my mind, Michael withdrew and gently helped me move forward so that my body slid up on top of Biesha’s. When my mouth connected with hers, he moved to the side of the bed and joined us, to make a three-way kiss. Michael continued at her mouth, while I gradually moved down her chest to her flattened breasts. Her skin was so smooth and tight, her nipples like pulsing knots of dark, rosy red, just a little deeper than the color as her lips. I let my tongue lightly graze the underside of the left one and was rewarded with a deep moan which was smothered beneath Michael’s engaging kiss.

I knew what Biesha expected us to do to her, but the purpose of bondage is to pleasure and tease a person in a way that is beyond their norm, to bring them to a place of ecstasy in a way that they wouldn’t normally experience by choice. To this end, I wanted to take full advantage of Biesha’s position.

I teased and licked at her chest a bit more, then slid off her body and retrieved a “toy” from a drawer near the bed. It was an obscenely large vibrator, with a few modifications of my own design. Biesha’s eyes practically bugged out of her head when she saw me approaching. Michael smiled and “distracted” her with his hands.

I got her attention again when I moved up between her legs and started to push the device into her sweet honey. I kept my gaze right at her as she gasped and panted.

“Ughnn.. Ummmm! Ughhmmm!” Her body slowly accepted the long shaft until it fully filled her tunnel.

With a smile, I took the two sets of ribbons which were attached to the back end of the vibrator, and tied them around her upper thighs. In this way, they would hold the device inside her, no matter how she twisted and squirmed. By this time, she had managed to regain a bit of her composure and was turning her attention back to Michael’s kisses.

I moved to the other side of the bed and reached down with one hand. With a single touch, I started the contraption running, and a soft mumble came from her loins. Biesha’s eyes flew open and she struggled against Michael’s mouth. I could see that her breathing was growing rapidly deeper.

“Do you like it?” I asked in her ear.

“Ummm… Yes!” She answered back, her hips lifting a bit. “But it’s… so soft… I can…. umm… barely feel it. Does it have a higher… setting?”

Michael chuckled.

“Not exactly,” I said, licking her lobe. “It’s progressive. The setting increases with time. It should take about an hour before it reaches the maximum level.”

“An hour!” She exclaimed in shock.

“Oh, don’t worry, love. I don’t think you’ll have to wait that long for release.”

It was quickly obvious that she wouldn’t. In a few minutes her body was twisting and arching, her hands pulling at the restraints. I watched in complete admiration of beauty as her face slowly changed to reflect her inner pleasure. All at once, she gasped as the ecstasy overwhelmed her. Her body responded in kind, her hips pumping and gyrating. Her nipples seemed to visibly pulse and swell. For almost two full minutes, she was held in bliss. But even as the fog cleared, it was apparent that she was beginning to understand her situation. In that two minute period of time, the intensity of the vibrator within her had increased to a point so that she was now almost ready to peak once again. In only a few moments, her body shook and a second orgasm washed through her.

“That’s right, dear,” I said. “And it’s only going to get better and better. Each time you come, the next one will be even stronger…”

Biesha was strong. She lasted almost that whole hour before she finally passed out, sweat covering her body.

When she awoke, her hands and feet were loose once again, and her body was snugly sandwiched on its side between Michael and myself. Michael was facing her back, I her front, my lover’s muscular arms wrapped around the both of us.

“Ughnnn… mmmm,” she groaned as her eyes opened. “I… I guess I slipped away.”

“You were incredible…” I said, teasing her nose with my tongue.

“Indeed,” Michael agreed. “Quite commendable.”