by Arwen Jayne
Tyra whimpered at the loss. “Please Simon, please fuck me, I’m ok, I want to feel you inside me fucking me”.
Simon had no intention of going anywhere and took Tyra’s plea as the all clear to speed things up a little, starting up a gentle but steady rhythm.
Tyra could hear herself uttering one word commands like “more” and “faster”. Each time his cock slid into her she pushed against him, meeting thrust for thrust. The moisture and heat in her built until she thought she must be drenching and scorching his cock. The doorway in her mind cracked open further and suddenly there was a three-way ecstatic mind merge that sent her over the edge, orgasming.
It took a few minutes before her brain returned to some degree of sanity and she realised they hadn’t used a condom. Simon wasn’t perturbed. “My body’s a mental construct remember, you won’t get pregnant unless we both choose to create a child and you won’t catch any disease.”
Tyra stopped panicking and snuggled in close to Simon. They lay there for some time in front of the fire until Simon got up to give Oscar one last feed and check for the day. He then came back and picked her up and carried her to his bed.
11
Tyra woke the next morning to the sound of rain hitting the window. She snuggled in under the crook of Simon’s arm, they wouldn’t be doing Tai Chi in the park this morning, surely?
“I know you’re awake Tyra. We need to talk.”
Despair clenched her chest, here came the ‘it was only a one night stand talk’. She steeled herself and sat up. “What’s up?”
Simon looked a little contrite. “You’re no longer fully human”.
Tyra was simultaneously confused, relieved and taken aback. “Um...I don’t understand”.
“I never cum, not with my clients that is. It’s part of the discipline of my spiritual path. If I ejaculate I do it after they have gone, during a meditative connection with the all-spirit or by connecting mind to mind and sharing it with Thex. The fact that I lost control by coming down your throat like that means that my spirit accepts you and sought to start the Malakim bonding process with you. In the same way I gave a piece of my light to Oscar to ensure he lived, despite his very young age, I gave you some of my essence. A piece of me now resides in you.”
“Well that doesn’t sound so bad. I was more afraid this morning that you were going to tell me you fucked me last night as some act of kindness and that it was only a one-off”.
Simon snorted. “Kindness! Listen here Tyra, that was no mercy fuck. How can I convince you I want you beyond how you see your mortal appearance? You obviously need to do more mirror practise if you can’t see that you’re an amazing woman. You know almost nothing about me or the situation you’ve landed in but you just go with the flow, seeing where it leads. You live in the moment in a way that makes me feel a child again and we both know how long ago that was.”
Tyra beamed, to hell with it, the flattery did feel good. “Well okay then. Why do you seem to feel bad about it then and what does it mean for me and for us?”
“I feel bad because I didn’t give you a choice. I’ve irrevocably changed you and the course of your life. I desperately feel the need to complete the bonding with you in mind, body and spirit but that will depend on you accepting me too.”
Tyra thought on that. “You’ve told me before that your way of love is about getting past the obstacles. The two problems I see are that I’m supposed to have some kind of destined relationship with Thex and secondly I’m afraid that I’m too human to give either of you the warts and all absolute acceptance you guys expect. I’m very willing to learn though.”
“And that is what I love about you. Your willingness to admit what you don’t know and try something new.”
Wow, he’d said the ‘L’ word. Have to really take time to take this all in.
Simon bent forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
“You’ll have plenty of time today, I’ve got to head out and check on the others”
Tyra groaned, she kept forgetting he seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. “The others?”
“The other trapped members of Thex’s team. Each has guardian families watching them and I monitor them in case of need but I still like to put in an appearance occasionally to really check on their situations.”
He clasped her hand meaningfully. “I need to ask that you’ll stay inside today. You’ve got stuff to read for your security officer test and the book Suzukisan gave you. There’s plenty of food in the fridge. I’ll call and arrange for George to come up and chauffeur you to and from your 5.30 class with Yan. I should have returned by the time you get back from training. “
“Don’t worry Simon. I’m not one of those stupid heroines you get in some romance novels who get themselves in trouble the first moment the bloke’s not around. I’ll stay put and study, keep an eye on Oscar and give mum a ring.”
He hugged her to himself. “Thank you. You are part of me now. Look after yourself for me. I’ll see you tonight.” Then he disappeared in front of her.
Tyra felt a little silly being in Yan’s doctor’s waiting room but since these first few lessons were private there was no need to use the gym at the club. Yan has said that if she didn’t mind coming here he’d see her as soon as he’d finished with his patients for the day.
The friendly and motherly receptionist, Mrs Anderson, looked up from the intricate cable pattern she was knitting as the last patient came out to pay. “Yan will see you now Tyra.”
“Thanks Mrs Anderson”
“Oh no, call me Frida please, no one’s formal around here.”
“Sorry Frida, I’ll remember next time.”
Yan showed Tyra to the kids play room that was next to the waiting room. They both cleared up, busying themselves for a moment packing a few of the toys away to make some room. Then Yan took his shoes off and sat on the floor. Tyra figured she’d better do the same.
Yan gave Tyra a penetrating look. “I need to know why you want to learn martial arts Tyra. Is it just to get fit or do you have a particular need?”
Ouch, that put her on the spot. What could she say? She didn’t like to be dishonest. “Ah... its a bit confidential. Can I make a quick call and check what I can say”.
Yan raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Sure”.
Tyra got up and walked to the side of the room, turning her back to Yan and pretending she was making a mobile phone call. She didn’t want to bother Simon while he was busy so instead she opened her mind’s doorway to Thex instead. “Thex, you there? I need your advice”, saying it out loud as if she was on the phone.
Indigo light pulsed in her head. I hear you.
Relieved she quickly relayed Yan’s question to Thex, asking what would be okay to say.
He would have been the doctor the police called when they found Jack’s body so if you tell him it’s a large animal with sharp claws and teeth that you’re worried about defending yourself against it shouldn’t surprise him.
“Okay, thanks for that”. She made as if to put her phone away and then went back to Yan.
Yan just laughed. “Full marks for acting ability Tyra but I have to tell you that I can sense certain things. You just spoke to someone telepathically. Now lets have honesty between us if I’m going to teach you. What did your contact have to say?”
Tyra went with her gut. She told Yan what she had seen of Uncle Jack’s body and what she had seen in someone’s aura, although she kept Steven’s name out of it. She described the size and shape of the beast to Yan.
Yan considered this “Hmm...but it must take physical form to do damage like that. Has anyone seen one of these beasts in the flesh, seen how they move and fight?”
Tyra felt she was getting in deeper water here but decided to plug on. “There is but I’ll need to make telepathic contact again. If you can give me a sec.”
Yan nodded for her to do so.
Tyra reached into her mind again. “I don’t suppose there’s a way he
can talk to you?”
Actually there is but you’ll need to yield to my mind more fully, can you do that?
She relaxed and imagined herself surrendering and opening to him, it was almost sexual. Suddenly her mind stepped aside, Thex’s mind became her mind and she the observer. She felt like a backseat driver as he took control of her throat as well.
Tyra’s gave a slight husky cough and then a deep rumble of voice came out of her mouth. “You are Doctor I-Wayan Agung, healer for this town. I am Commander Alexios Thex, you may call me Thex”.
Yan straightened himself a little. “Pleased to meet you Thex and you can call me Yan. You have fought these demons before I gather. Can you tell me how they take physical form and how they move?”
“We believe they can use the force of their minds to fully take form in matter, separate from their slaves. They don’t usually take on their beast form in this world as it makes them rather conspicuous. They are large and ponderous but have a great deal of strength. Knowing something of the animals of your planet from what Simon has shown me I believe their fighting style is a cross between that of a lion and a very large komodo dragon. Like a lion they will use their front limbs as clubs to give a killing blow to the side of the skull or neck. Like komodo dragons they can immobilise you in a bear hug and use their bulk to throw you to the ground, landing on top of you to wind you before they get your throat in a jaw lock for the kill. Their teeth and claws are their innate weapons but they can use hand held weaponry too. I’m sorry that’s all I can give you for now? My voice is straining Tyra’s throat. I have your word you will speak nothing of this except to Tyra and Simon?”
“You have my word, thank you.”
Tyra slumped a little and had a coughing fit. Yan put his hand out to support her.
“Well I would have to say Tyra that that was one of the most interesting as well as informative conversations I’ve ever had with a prospective student”.
Tyra was still a little hoarse but managed a whispered “you’ll help me then?”
“I’d be honoured Tyra. I’ll need a little time though to consider which techniques to train you in. They will need to be simple so you can over learn them and use them without thinking if you meet one of these things plus I have a couple of weapons in mind that will improve your odds. Always remember though the first rule of fighting.”
“What’s that?”
“If there is even the remotest chance you can, run like bloody hell. The best battle is won by a hundred yards.”
George was waiting for her outside. “How’d the lesson go?”
“Interesting.”
“Wow, that’s a nasty cold you’ve got there.”
Tyra coughed out a laugh then froze as she saw who was across the street. Steven was leaning against a lamppost, watching her intently.
“Don’t pay no mind to him. He’s just trying to intimidate you. If he get’s you on the defensive you’re easier prey.”
Tyra sighed at the implications. “Guess I’d better learn my lessons then and train hard.”
12
Simon was there to meet them when they got home and food was already on the table. “Rest your voice Tyra, Thex filled me in. It’s good to have a new ally we can be honest with.”
George joined them for the meal. He and Simon chatted amicably for a bit on various aspects of current politics, the economy, the environment and the general state of the world.
Tyra listened with interest while she chewed her food. Something in the food seemed to ease her throat, no doubt some herb that Simon had added to help her.
George gave Tyra a friendly pat on the head. “I’ll say goodnight to you two then, catch you tomorrow”.
“Goodnight”. Tyra nodded in George’s direction as he left. “He’s staying somewhere nearby?”
“He’s got a bachelor's pad set up in what was the old loft above the stables out back. He stays there when he’s up this neck of the woods. I’ll take you over for a visit tomorrow. I’ve asked him to hang around for the next few weeks given how edgy Steven seems. Now let’s clean up I want to teach you a specific meditation technique and then there is another matter that needs to be addressed”.
Tyra raised an eyebrow, wondering what the night held. She felt a shiver of expectation. Later, when she noticed there was no mattress in front of the hearth she felt a moment’s disappointment. Instead there was a large cushion.
Simon saw her looking at it “Its made of memory foam. You’re not used to long periods of seated meditation so I thought this would make it easier. I brought it back with me today.”
Tyra beamed. “A present?” She went over to test it out. It was indeed very comfortable, even sitting cross legged which her body certainly wasn’t used to. “So, how do I do this meditation stuff”.
“To start with just close your eyes. Feel your breath. Follow the sensation of it flowing into and out of your lungs. Try and breathe in through the nose if you can and out through your mouth. Practice that for a moment”.
He let her do that for a couple of minutes until her breathing seemed to smooth out. “Now keep one level of your awareness going with the breathing while at the same time you use your mind’s eye to look at the top of your head. Visualize a white light there and pretend that there is a small hole forming in the top of your skull. Now start to slowly draw that white light down through your body from top to body, missing nothing. If you feel any tension visualise the white light dissolving it and let the tension go. Let me know when the light has reached the ground.”
“Yep, got there”.
“Okay feel the white light going into the earth. Feel that you are making a connection with the earth as if it was an extension of your body”.
Tyra seemed to sway almost imperceptibly for a moment then made the connection and stabilised.
“Now go back up to the top of your head to the hole where the white light is coming in.”
“Okay, I’m there”
“Extend your awareness out through that hole to where the light is coming from, feel yourself making a connection with it as if it was an extension of your own soul’s light”.
“Wow, yes, got it”.
“Okay, now direct the light from above down the front of your body to the earth, filling the earth with that light and then letting it travel back up your spine, back out through the hole in your skull. Keep doing cycles of that. I’m going to give you a small phrase to say in your mind while you do this. On the in breath as you draw the white light down mentally say ‘all’, pause while the earth fills with the white light and think ‘am’ and finally on the out breath mentally sound the word ‘I”. Now practise it for a few moments.”
Simon sat down and just enjoyed the peace radiating off Tyra as she purified her essence and reconnected with the all-spirit. She wouldn’t know it yet but she was also doing her bit to heal the earth as well. He watched patiently as tears began to flow down her cheeks. “It’s alright, just go with it, it’s part of the process”.
After a few moments more he gently tapped her on the shoulder. “Open your eyes, that’s enough for today. It’s time you were assigned your path and given your way name.”
Tyra looked at him quizzically. “Way name?”
“My way name is Aris. I anglicized it to Harris to form the surname which your society requires me to have but the original Aris actually means left. It was given to me when I was chosen for the left-hand spiritual path. Some mistake it as an evil path. Some of your kind even try to make it so. At its most essential it’s the path of liberation through non-identification with arbitrary values. Thex translates as right in our language. He follows the right-hand path of a protector, fighting for justice and cosmic order.”
“I’m guessing I’m somewhere in the middle”.
“And you would be totally right.” He placed a hand on her heart. “I hereby give you the way name of Filia”.
“I’m hoping that’s not a horse, I was never into ponies as a girl”
Simon cackled with mirth. “Thankfully not. It is the path of love and compassion. Your goal is to connect with the limitless love and light of the all-spirit.”
Tyra wasn’t too sure on all this. “That’s a rather a tall order Simon. I don’t have to change my name or anything do I?”
Simon bent forward and kissed her lightly on the brow. “No, you can use the name however you choose. For now all I ask is that you do a daily practice of the meditation I just gave you. Speaking of practice the other thing we need to do is to punish you”.
Tyra jerked back startled. “You what?”
Simon gave her a truly evil smile “As I recall, you didn’t do your practise with the mirror this morning. I told you there would be repercussions if you forgot.”
13
Simon gently put Tyra’s hands in the cuffs on the wooden frame in his lounge.
While part of Tyra trusted him the other part of her yelled at her that this was stark raving bonkers. “This isn’t necessary Simon, I give my word I won’t forget again.”
“Oh but I think it most definitely is necessary.” He spread her legs apart and cuffed those to the frame as well. He stood back and admired her naked form.
“Um...I might catch cold.”
He pulled a few things out of a nearby chest of drawers. “You won’t feel cold in a moment. I assure you.” He put down his armload of stuff, extracting from it a black padded blindfold.
Tyra winced at the sight of it. “I’m feeling vulnerable enough as it is, I don’t need a blindfold to make it worse”.
Simon didn’t pause for a moment in his preparations. He placed the mask over her eyes and stretched the strap over the back of her head “comfy?”
“Yes, but...?”
“Relax, I know you trust me Tyra or you would have been screaming and struggling as I tied you to the frame just now. So believe me when I say I’m going to do nothing to hurt you.” He put his right hand in a velvet glove and stroked it over her body. “Now tell me how that feels. What do you think it is?