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Subject:      THE LOTTERY 36/49

From:         rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)

Date:         1997/03/24

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     I opened my mouth to make some smart remark, then realized

what

she'd just said. Will you refuse me something I so dearly want?

She'd

given me so much, and I loved her desperately. Could I really

refuse her

something she wanted so much?

     After all, I decided what her slavery consisted of. It wasn't

as though I

had to take advantage of her except after six, now was it? Of

course, she

didn't have to know that.

     "Melinda," I said, choosing my words carefully. "You're the

newest

member of the harem. I want to assure you that this isn't normal

behavior

on the girls' part. I would also like to point out that you have

full control

of your own body till six o'clock, and I wouldn't think of ordering

you to

do anything you don't want to. Having said that I invite you to

attend the

meeting I'm calling right now. I think it's going to set a

precedent, and it

could be important you hear things first hand."

     "Should I get dressed first?" She asked seriously. Biting back

a smile I

said.

     "That's entirely up to you. Ladies, I want you to meet with me

in the

library in five minutes. Be warned I'm going to video tape this

meeting,

and make several copies of the tape afterward. Since you are free

spirits

at the moment I council you to act in accord with your desires."

With as

much dignity as I could muster I went back and loaded a fresh tape,



making sure I was using 8 hour mode.

     Pompous ass, wasn't I?

     When I got to the libarary the girls were still naked, even

Melinda. She

was seated in a deep armchair, arms and legs arranged to minimize

her

exposure.

     No one said anything as I took my favorite chair. I looked

over the

assembled girls.

     Mei, Thuy, and Gina were seated on the couch. Alima was

perched on

the couch's arm and Rachel was seated in the chair next to

Melinda's.

Mei was serene, Rachel impassive. Thuy and Gina were plainly

nervous,

Alima was putting on a brave front. Melinda looked very

uncomfortable.

     "Today is Tuesday, April 2, 1990." I spoke suddenly. "It is

9:23 AM.

This meeting is called to order. The reason for this meeting is to

discuss

the-" I hunted for a word. "-unusual request made of me by members

of my harem."

     "The floor is open."

     Mei spoke. "Master, I formally request you make me your

permanent

slave girl."

     "State your full name and age." I said.

     "My name is Mei Ling Wu. I'm 19 years old."

     "And you are under no duress of any kind?"

     "You know I'm not." Mei said with dignity. "I'm doing this

because I

want to. More than I've ever wanted anything before. I love you,

and I

want to become your permanent slave. For real, not this game we've

been

playing."

     "Slavery is illegal." I pointed out.

     "Not of the heart." She said softly. "You and I know you'd

never keep

me if I wanted to go. You're too kind."

     "And what if I change?" I demanded suddenly. "What if I become



some raging monster and try to hurt you? What then, Dragon Lady?

I'd

lose everything you ever gave me. Are you willing to risk that?"

     "I have faith in you, master. You aren't a monster. You're a

good, fine

man. Your heart is great, your spirit bright. This game of yours is

just

that. But I want more, master. I want to be owned by you, to know

in my

soul I belong to you."

     "I love you, Mei Ling." I said softly. "You're my guiding

light, the

wonder of my days. How can I cage you, Dragon Lady? How can I lay

claim to you? The game must remain a game, or it isn't a game

anymore."

     "Then damn your game!" Mei sprang from the couch, to land on

one

knee in front of me. "I want to belong to you. I love you with all

my

heart, master. Please, I beg you, don't deny me this!" And my

bright

lovely lady, always sunny, always bright, was on the edge of tears.

     "Make me your slave, forever! No more games! I offer myself to

you,

unconditionally, with no reservations. Please don't reject me."

     She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Naked, she

was

magnificient, not even Alima came close. She held my eyes, begging,



demanding, wanting.

     "Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" I asked her

softly,

dreading the answer, whether yes or no.

     "With all my heart." Mei said firmly.

     "I-" I had to swallow. "If you accept the new conditions of

slavery,

then I will accept you. Reluctantly."

     "I accept them." Mei said instantly. "Whatever they might be."

     "Listen to them before you decide." I warned her. "First, your

slavery

will last twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Second, you

must

sign an affidavit stating you agree to the terms of your slavery.

Third, if

you ever decide to leave there will be twenty-four hours of torture

before

you're released. It won't injure you physically, but will be as

painful as I

can inflict. Do you still agree, Mei Ling Wu?"

     "Yes." She said instantly. "Since I'll never leave you, the

penalties for

leaving don't bother me."

     "There's one final condition." I said. "To mark you as a slave

you will

wear a heavy chain necklace, impossible for you to remove short of

destroying it. So all the world will know you're my slave the

collar will

bear the inscription: My name is Mei Ling, and I am the willing

slave of

Paul Reiner."

     "That sounds wonderful, master. I'm yours." She said. I

sighed,

wondering where I was going to find such a necklace. The necklace

had

been a last ditch effort to dissuade her.

     "Then so be it. I accept you as my slave, Mei Ling." I said

reluctantly.

All the other girls, except Melinda burst into applause. Melinda

looked

on, confused.

     Rachel got up as Mei returned to her seat.

     "I want to be your slave too." Rachel said. I sighed.

     "Full name and age." I said.

     "Rachel Two-Feathers, I'm 18 years old, and my Apache name is

Moonlight's Laughter."

     "And what about your parents, Rachel?" I asked softly. "How

would

you ever visit them again, wearing a slave collar? It won't come

off, and

you can't hide it. In fact, I would order you not to try."

     "I don't care." Rachel said, although she paled. "My place is

here, and

I'm already your slave, in my heart. I'd figure out something."

     "I'm not ready to accept the responsibility, Rachel. If your

father knew

he might do something rash. In fact, he probably would. You know

that."

     "Must it be a collar?" Rachel asked. "Couldn't it be something

else?

Maybe a bracelet, or a belt, or something?"

     "I'm not willing to risk it, Moonlight's Laughter. Making you

a

permanent slave-" I paused. "You know, that's an awfully cumbersome



term. We're going to have to come up with something better."

     "Handmaiden." Thuy said suddenly. Mei nodded. I shrugged.

     "Ok, handmaiden. Making you a handmaiden, Rachel, is just too

dangerous. It would endanger the harem. I can't demand you cut

yourself off from your parents."

     "Mei's got the same problem." Rachel pointed out.

     "No." Mei said, thoughtfully. "I often wear unusual jewelry.

It

wouldn't obviously be a slave collar. But Paul has a point, Rachel.

In

your case it would be too dangerous."

     "Not if the inscription weren't in English." Rachel said.

"What if it

were in Chinese? I'm a member of this harem and I deserve a chance

at

becoming a handmaiden. Please, master."

     I considered. The chain I had in mind would certainly pass for

a

necklace, and not even seem all that unusual.

     "Old English runes." I decided. "Something unlikely to be

understood

by anyone. Yours too, Mei. And something further, if someone does

manage to read the inscription you must give yourself to them for

the

night, if they want you. Agreed?"

     "Yes, master." Mei said. Rachel nodded. I sighed again and put

my

head in my hands.

     "Master." I raised my head, knowing what was coming.

     "Yes, Thuy?" I asked resignedly.

     "My name is Thuy Li Min, and I am 18 years old. I want to

become

your handmaiden."

     "Dammit!" I roared, rising to my feet. "Have you all taken

leave of

your senses? Thuy, come on! You don't know me! You've been here

just

a little over a week! You can't want to do something so, so-" I

floundered, not able to find a word to fit the enormity of what she



contemplated.

     "But Mei and Rachel do know you." Thuy said. "I trust their

judgement. And I trust my heart. I want to be your slave, for all

time."

She was nervous, but resolute. I looked at Alima, and Gina, who

nodded

their agreement.

     "What you are proposing is so-" I floundered again.

     "Wonderful?" Mei suggested.

     "Awesome." Thuy said firmly.

     "Bizzare!" I shouted, sinking back into my chair. "It means I

can take

you any where, any way, any time. It means you'll have to go

through a

day of hell in order to leave. It means you'll wear a collar for

the rest of

your life. Gina, think about what you're planning! You haven't even

been

here a week."

     "I don't care. For the first time in my life I'm accepted for

what I am.

I'm not a freak anymore. You did that, you and the girls. I'm proud

to be

here, and I want to prove it as strongly as I know how. My name is

Gina

Washington and I'm 23 years old. I want to be your handmaiden."

     "And my name is Alima Jahrain, I'm 18 years old. And I want to

be

your slave." Alima broke in.

     "What about Sherry?" I asked suddenly. "Is she going to march

in

here after school and demand to be a handmaiden too?"

     "Yes." Mei said calmly.

     "That's just what we need. Tara coming and Sherry a slave

girl. She'll

have a field day."

     "Who is this Tara, please?" Melinda asked timidly.

     "Yeah, and why are you so concerned about her?" Gina asked.

     "Tara O'Keefe is another girl coming to join the harem." I

said

reluctantly. I hadn't wanted anyone else but Mei to know, but I

wouldn't

lie. "I have reason to believe she's a plant from the FBI to see

what's

going on."

     There was stunned silence.

     "Then she shouldn't come!" Alima said fiercely. "I'll pull her

hair out!"

Even peaceful Rachel growled in agreement. I held up my hands.

     "I don't know that!" I raised my voice. The girls quieted

instantly.

"What if I'm wrong? How would you have felt if you'd been greeted

with

suspicion and distrust? Rachel, what would you have done if Mei

treated

you like a spy?"

     "I see your point." Rachel said. "But it just makes me furious

that

some outsider would stick their nose in where it doesn't belong."

     "You can find out." Alima said. "With enough money answers are



always available." Her face was grim. I reflected that Alima was

right,

and wouldn't hesitate. Her father probably handled things that way

routinely.

     "We're talking about the FBI here, Alima. They don't mess

around.

They hear about somebody sniffing around and they're likely to get

nervous. We don't want that."

     "You have a better idea?" Gina asked. I nodded.

     "Just maybe. Let's assume Tara isn't an agent. What are the

chances

she'll fit in?"

     "Excellent." Mei said. "Your choices have been ten for ten, I

trust your

instincts."

     "Ok, now let's assume Tara is a plant. What are the chances we

can

seduce her?" I asked the room at large. Thuy grinned, showing her

teeth

in something that wasn't a smile.

     "I like the way you think, master." She said. "She wouldn't

stand a

chance."

     "Don't be too sure." Rachel warned the Vietnamese girl. "I've

dealt

with government types before. Bureaucrats are easy to bribe, but

have all

the genuine feelings of a rattlesnake. Less, even."

     "She's a woman, isn't she?" Thuy shot back. "She'll be

helpless with

the master all night long, won't she? You figure it out." Mei

grinned

mischeviously. Rachel shook her head. But I could tell she was the

only

one with misgivings.

     Still, Rachel had proven herself an expert on people. I

wouldn't lightly

disregard her instincts.

     "There's nothing to decide until Tara arrives at two o'clock."

I said.

"Rachel, I'd like you to pick her up. That should give you time to

make

up your mind. I'm counting on your report to let me know exactly

where

we stand. You'll have about three hours to decide."

     "Gee, thanks." Rachel said.

     "That's how you earn the big bucks." I said, chuckling.

     "Speaking of big bucks," Alima said. "We haven't heard from

our

newest harem member." She looked pointedly at Melinda.

     "You leave her alone, Alima." I warned the Arabic girl. "She

hasn't

been here long enough to make any kind of decisions. Give her at

least a

week."

     "Yes, master." She said. Melinda was hugging herself

nervously. She

spoke up.

     "I have only been here one day." She said softly. It

embarassed her to

be the center of attention, but she took a deep breath and

continued.

     "Everyone has been so kind to me, and Paul was wonderful to me

last

night. It was he who gave me these." She shifted so everyone could

see

her touch her nipple rings. There were raised eyebrows and

incredulous

looks thrown my way.

     "I am proud to wear his rings, so in a way he has already

marked me as

his handmaiden. My name is Melinda Orli and I am 20 years old. I

wish

to wear his collar as well."

     "Melinda, no!" I said loudly. "Jesus, lady, you've only been

here one

day! There's plenty of time to make that decision! Don't rush into

something like that!" I really was frightened by the idea.

     "Listen to me, all of you!" I said, standing up. "Please! What

you are

committing yourself to isn't just a game! You're talking real

slavery! Do

you know what that means? Maybe Mei knows what she's doing. She's

been here longer than any of the rest of you. And Rachel perhaps."

I

turned to the black girl, who met my gaze.

     "My sad, lovely, Gina. You've been here what, five days? How

can

you hope to know me in so short a time? How can you be sure?"

     "I'm sure." Gina said firmly. "This is my home now. You are my



master. And I'll fight hell itself to stay. Don't you want me?" Her

voice

sank on the last question.

     "Of course I want you! But I want you free to go or stay as

you decide.

Not from some noble gesture you'll live to regret."

     "Look at you!" I swept my arm around. "Naked, pleading to be

enslaved! What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you know how

dangerous it could be if you're wrong about me?"

     "We aren't wrong." Rachel said, coming to stand in front of

me. Her

eyes were steady. Her bush was just beginning to get full again

from her

depiliation.

     "I tortured you once, Moonlight's Laughter." I said softly,

taking her by

the shoulders.

     "I deserved it." Rachel said softly.

     "If you leave after being enslaved it will be much worse."

     "I'm not going to leave." She said smiling. "You won't be able

to get

rid of me."

     I had to smile. "My brave Rachel. How lucky I am to have you.

Are

you absolutely positive? Don't do this because Mei is. She's

crazy."

     "I resemble that remark!" Mei said tartly. Then she smiled.

     "I'm not. I've been your slave since that first night. Accept

me as your

handmaiden." I shook my head but gathered her in for a hug.

     "You're going to be the death of me, Rachel Two-Feathers." I

murmured in her ear.

     "Hey, I hope you brought enough for everybody!" Alima said,

shamelessly crowding up. By the time it was all over even Melinda

had

hugged me.

     "Ladies, I don't know what to say." I said looking around.

"How can

one man be so lucky?"

     Nobody answered that.

     "Well?" Mei finally asked.

     "Well what?"

     "What is your first command, master? Please make it a good

one!"

     "Uh. Hmm." I said. "Let's see. Ah. Mei, you will find someone

to

make the collars. They must be hypo-allogenic, so they won't cause

a

rash or anything. They've got to be attractive, like jewelry. And

they've

got to be damn near indestrucible. Once on, it should take an act

of God

to get them off. And they have to be engraved of course. You

remember

the inscription?"

     "My name is Mei Ling and I am the willing slave of Paul

Reiner." Mei

could remember almost anything she heard letter perfect. It was

annoying at times, but came in handy.

     "And a similar one for the rest of the girls. You're

authorized to spend

up to ten thousand for each collar. Try to do it for less. Final

approval by

me."

     "At once master!" And Mei sprang away to the computer.

     "I am not happy about this." I told the rest of the girls. "I

really wish

you'd change your minds."

     "Not a chance." Alima declared. "Mei was right. This is what

we

need to do."

     "Mei said that?" I asked mildly. "How curious. Did she happen

to say

why?"

     "Because we want to prove ourselves worthy of what you've

given us."

Thuy said. I felt confused.

     "What? Room and board?"

     "No, silly." Gina said. "Love. And complete acceptance."

     "I don't understand." I complained. "Melinda, do you know what



they're talking about?" She silently shook her head.

     "Each of us have different stories, master." Thuy said. "For

me, it was

the way you totally conquered me that first night. And the way you

tended me the next morning, sorry that you'd left welts. Although

I didn't

mind."

     "And the rest of you feel similarly?" I asked. One by one they

nodded.

Melinda looked thoughtful.

     "And what about you, Melinda?" I asked. "Why do you want to be

a

handmaiden? Does any of this make sense to you?"

     "I think so." She said slowly. "I want to be your slave

because it's the

most exciting thing that's ever happened to me. I'm shy, and when

you

force me to do something, it's as though someone else takes over my



body. I can do things I'd never dare dream of, and enjoy them."

     "Like your rings?" I asked. She nodded, blushing.

     "For me, it was the way you accepted my problem as something

special." Gina said after a short pause. "You really thought it was



something to be proud of, and you made me feel wanted. For the

first

time in my life I didn't have to worry about somebody finding out

about

me. That's worth anything I can give you."

     "And you saved my life." Alima said. "I won't forget that, not

ever."

     "I nearly ended your life." I said, shaking my head. "Rachel

saved

you."

     "No, master." Alima smiled. "She brought me back. But you were

the

one who showed me what I really was. You forced me to really look

at

myself. I didn't like what I saw, but you ground my nose in it.

Hopefully

I've changed. Because of you, people like me now."

     "You saved me from becoming a whore." Rachel said. "You kept

me

from dying in some filthy hotel in Phoenix or Tuscon. You gave me

a

home and a second family. You've given me more money than I can

ever

spend. And a way to really make a difference in my life and the

lives of

others." Her speech made the other girls sit up and pay attention.

     "Because of you I'll stay young for years and years, master.

I can't

think of anywhere I'd rather be, or anyone I'd rather spend my life

with."

     Rachel spoke from her heart. The words burned at me. I didn't

deserve

such praise.

     "And you gave me love." Mei said from her seat by the

computer.

"You gave yourself to me as surely as you took my virginity. We are



lovers, master. No matter who you make love to, or who you give me

to,

we'll always share each others dreams." She rose and came to me.

     "I'm frightened to death of losing you." She said, sitting

beside me.

She took my hand in a gesture unique to her. "I want you to own me

and

never let me go."

     "Mei Ling, Dragon Lady." I choked, then recovered. "I love

you. I

love the others too but you will always hold a special place in my

heart.

You were first, and you gave me love when I was lonely."

     "Rachel, Moonlight's Laughter. You say I saved you. Hear the

truth,

lady! Without you there would be no dream. You bind us together,

you

smooth over our troubles. You give all of us our life here

together. We

all owe you far more than a few trinkets!"

     "And Thuy, little lotus! Yours is the hardest task. You bear

the pain of

my anger for all. If ever I want to hurt one of the girls you are

the one I

come to. You take the agony and turn it into orgasm. You joyfully

take

what would hurt the others to yourself. No love has any woman to

give

greater than that."

     "Alima, proud Alima! You are the one to be conquered, the

challenger

of my arrogance. You wear your slavery like a shield, forcing me to



subdue you, and work out my vanity so I don't make a fool of

myself."

     "Gina, my sad lovely lady. You most of all I should thank.

Making

you happy is a reward beyond price. Giving you the pleasure you

deny

yourself brings me joy and peace. Worlds are won or lost by men

striving

to please women like you. Be happy here, forever."

     "And last, but not least." I stood and walked over to Melinda,

taking

her hands. "The quiet one. Shy and retiring. But strong, so

awesomely

strong. Courage of the heart is a rare thing." I said, stealing a

line

shamelessly. "And you have that, Melinda Orli. The heroine who

fears

everything, and does what she must regardless. Welcome home,

Melinda. You've given me yourself, and there can be no greater gift

than

that."

     Melinda blushed furiously, but kept eye contact, a happy smile

fighting

through the embarassment.

     "I love you all!" I roared, dropping Melinda's hands and

spinning with

arms wide. "For you, no more games! I swear by all that's holy, we

will

share a love to rock the pillars of heaven!" I grabbed the nearest

girl, who

happened to be Gina and spun her around. Laughing I sprang to Thuy

and scooped her off the floor. She squealed happily as we staggered



around the room.

     The other girls jumped us and for a short time I was buried in

a sea of

naked flesh, each struggling to be closer to me. After a while we

all

collapsed, exhausted.

     I was shamelessly happy, down to my very toes. Closing my eyes

for a

moment I reveled in the feeling. I had to force myself back.

     "Too much of that and I'll end up in a padded room." I said,

struggling

to stand. "Come on, ladies, time to get back to work. If you're

going to

be slaves, you'll have to keep your nose to the grindstone."

     Have you ever seen a half-dozen naked women stretch like cats

after a

long nap? Damn near popped my eyeballs.

     "Now if you handmaidens will kindly get your asses decently

covered,

we've got to prepare for a new slave girl. Chop Chop." I said

clapping

my hands. They scattered good naturedly.

     When Rachel left at one-thirty to pick up Tara her room was

ready and

I had briefed the girls on the fantasy I had planned for Tara.

     What I hate is waiting, don't you? When everything's in place,

there's

nothing left to do-but wait. Fortunately this wait was only for

half an

hour.



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