Hekate's Passage: A story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, (Hekate's Passage: A story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, part 2, vol. 1)

by Kot, Eleyne

  “I think we never were here before,” Colin comments while he searches for the light on the wall and finally turns it on, relieving our anguished feelings of coming close to an unknown dimension.

  “Well,” I say, fidgeting my fingers over the book covers, “it is this one.”

  Colin comes close to me and spies from behind me as I pass the pages carefully; we feel quite strange in the presence of a weird object like this. My hands perceive an unpleasant feeling touching the coarse leather covers and the fragile paper. On the cover there is a kind of recommendation in red and gold: Sapientia Sapienti Dono Data.

  “What does that mean?” asks Colin and I answer.

  “Wisdom is given as a gift to the wise.”

  “Wow, do you know Latin?” He’s visibly surprised while I’m scanning the pages with my eyes, trying to see and to understand the meaning of some drawings.

  “No,” I answer, “I just read some books about the history of the magic, and that is a motto used in the Golden Dawn from one of its member, but it’s a current motto, too.”

  He looks at me and whispers:

  “You´re awesome,” and smiles, making me sigh again, but we can’t think much of romancing with this curious volume in my hands. Its weird and picturesque drawings show the usual collection of magic symbols: animals, constellations, strange faces, fabulous beings, planetary and angelic symbols.

  We look at the book closely: it appears to have been there a long time. The dark cover is coarse but still looks good; there’s some dust on it and on the pages, too, and you can see that it’s really old. Even its pages have a rancid odor emanating from them and their color is obscure. The drawings are fading, possibly due to the lack of care in which the library has been.

  “The cleaning staff visit this place once a week but it seems they forget to take care of the books, although the floor and the tables are perfectly clean,” comments Colin. “My God, to think this thing was there and anyone might have taken it away.”

  “Surprisingly they didn't,” I comment thinking about the Left Hand Path witches and wizards. “Obviously they didn’t come here for some reason.”

  At last I spot one figure and it is the amulet! My heart jolts but I realize I have to read the preceding 100 pages before because a warning under it says. “Dare not read without enough wisdom.”

  “Well,” I say to Colin, “we will show it to our friends and then keep it in a safe place.”

  “OK,” he says and takes my hand, as we turn off the light and I’m thinking that there should be more interesting things in those forgotten rows of old books.

  After we join our friends we hold a short talk about my superiors in the Institute and then plan the evening. First, we have to store the book safely so Colin and I go up the stairs to our bedroom with the book under my arm. I think I become used to its odd vibes and rough leather cover when he asks me.

  “Are you not afraid of this?”

  “Of what?” I ask him.

  “Of those things: time travel, back and forth, wizards and witches... well, the truth is that the danger is not the magic but the people who wield it,” he observes, “they’re real people and can use a gun to take that amulet off from you.”

  “If you put it so,” I answer, “but if we take the right measures, as Norton said, they won’t even know who I am or what I have.”

  We enter the bedroom.

  “Are you going to take this thing with you, the amulet?” he asks me while he is turning on the light of the bedroom and looking all around as if searching for intruders. “I’m not paranoid but today we have had such a revelation...”

  “Colin, listen,” I say, “Norton has told us that we should let the magic work by itself, then I will keep on using the amulet when I return to the future. But in case it stays here, you will have to store it safely, perhaps in the library.”

  “OK,” he says gloomily, “just stop this talk. Magic and amulets, sounds like the Lord of the Rings and King Arthur...I guess you have read them, haven’t you?”

  I search in the closet for my bag.

  “Arthur's legend is one of my favourite books, but I just read a few chapters of Tolkien.” I’m putting the old volume in my bag when I feel his hands sliding over my boobs from behind, stirring my pussy instantly.

  “Can’t you stop thinking of magic, gal?” he purrs into my ear, then his wet tongue licks my ear, descends to my neck. I feel the prick of a light bite and moan low while he's kneading my boobs, now my nipples are fully erected.

  “Wait,” I pant while he is pushing me over the bed, “wait,” I tell him to wait but the truth is that I’m as horny as him, and he just begins to unbutton his shirt while he climbs over me. We mix our breaths while the kiss lingers on; he simply ducks his head and takes one of my boobs out of the top, licking the hot nipple. I just arch my head back and let him go on, undoing my clothes, taking off all them swiftly and skillfully, exposing my pussy in seconds.

  I close my eyes and let myself go as the wetness of his tongue penetrates my hot slit; his fingers separate my pussy lips while I spread my legs open and hook them around his shoulder. My inner fire is burning furiously while my hips rock back and forth, announcing the imminent orgasm that is awaking in my insides. I caress my own boobs, pinching the nipples, and sliding my tongue over my lips, anxiously as I’m to taste his manhood, moaning and quaking in unleashed ecstasy that dazes my mind. My pussy and arsehole contract over his fingers while I rub my clit on his face, pushing with one hand his head over my pussy. I’m in such heavenly paradise that I lose notion of where I am and realise I’m about to faint. I try to cling to my awareness once more, but I’m not totally successful at this and feel dazed for a couple of minutes.

  When I recover, he pushes me on my tummy over the pillows and without further warning slams his cock in my arse, making me scream. He seems more eager and wilder than before. I suppose the idea that there’s little time left to share together is triggering the most primitive instincts in the guys. I feel the pressure of his hands on my hips, and the relentless banging that is literally shaking me like a doll. With every bang I scream loud, and it’s hard for me to remain in a doggy- style, my hands and knees can´t resist such strong thrusts.

  I begin to collapse over my tummy, licking the pillow till he realises and comes to my assistance, searching for my mouth, sliding his tongue inside it and suffocating me with a long, burning kiss. My body trembles desperately while another orgasm shakes me. I scratch the sheet and he holds my arms firmly, increasing my eagerness to touch myself, but I just rub my clit against the sheet while my arsehole is greedily taking his cock. Then I feel his teeth on my neck, nibbling me and driving me higher.

  My moaning is getting louder. I´m desperate rubbing my clit on the sheets when he releases one of my arms, and he slides his hand over my slippery pussy, entering one finger in it while he’s still banging me. I clutch my fists, twisting the sheets and almost howl in passion: a strong, stormy orgasm possesses me for fantastic minutes. He keeps on banging my arse and fingering my slit while they`re still contracting. I turn my head to him, almost fainting in pleasure, begging to be kissed, feeling that I’m in a heavenly trance when his tongue plays with mine.

  “Baby,” I purr as if I was about to melt away under his body and vanish forever.

  He gives a tortured groan, thrusts higher and his fingers slide deeper in my slit.

  “What do you want, Yasmin?”

  He’s almost out of breath, his body pressing mine wildly.

  “You!” I moan.

  “You have me, girl,” he sighs and bites my ear, to proceed to lick it and search for my mouth once again.

  He´s getting tense, I think he will come in seconds and that thought excites me wildly. I can barely think as his sweaty body is pressing me down and his hardness is about to explode inside my arsehole. I sigh and squirm while he’s keeping on stroking my clit, fingering me in and out, feeling that my arse has yielded enough to allow him to go in
and out rapidly. Then I sigh.

  “I want to swallow all... please…”

  He´s groaning at my back, whimpering. He lifts up my hips and gets off my arse and enters again, this time with more violence, making me arch back my spine and scream... it’s just exquisite to be pierced like this by him, but I still demand his load.

  “I want to swallow that damned load,” I almost cry.

  “Say that again, baby,” he grunts at my back, “say that again and again.”

  And I repeat that again and again... so horny and desperate for tasting every drop of his semen. Then he moves off me and lifts me from behind, holding me from under the armpits, puts me on all fours and pulls my hair back and he sticks his cock in my mouth.

  For me there’s nothing more delectable than to taste and suck his manhood, my tongue goes up and down the shaft, caressing his nuts, licking his loins, making him grunt and pant. I try to take it all in my mouth and suck tightly, while I moan and finger my slit. But he takes it off my mouth and begins to jerk himself. He gives a groan, grabbing my brown hair locks, running the tip of his manhood along my hungry lips. Then he shudders, burying his shaft deep into my eager mouth as the semen sprays over my lips. I squirm in ecstasy once more, my fingers deep into my pulsing slit. He then moves back, still panting with pleasure. I lick my lips searching for his cream, and he begins to stroke my face and breasts, collecting the liquid and giving his fingers to me to lick, and of course, I do.

  “You wanted it all, you said it,” he huskily murmurs.

  He sits back in the bed at my side.

  “Well this is the first time I’ve screwed fully dressed... why didn’t you faint this time?” he smiles and looks tired but glad, “you’ve disappointed me, Yasmin.”

  “I don’t know, Colin,” I giggle, “but you’re still very effective.”

  “Hmm, he growls, now we have to join the rest. Where are the outfits?” he asks.

  I get up and go to the closet and take some of the bags with teddies but he stops me:

  “That thing you bought, with spikes,” he laughs. “I´m sure you want to wear it. Put it on, do it, baby. Enjoy it. I'm going to the bathroom now but I won’t stay half the night in that room, as you do.”

  “Oh!” I exclaim and try to hold him, but he slides in the bathroom playfully before I can catch him.

  When he returns from the bathroom he sees me with the leather like outfit on he makes a gesture of approval.

  “Well, this has a rating of 5 meows out of 5,” he says, “you’re cat woman now, or a dominatrix.”

  “Well, one of my fave Facebook profile photos is a cat woman head shot of me, and guys like it,” I reply.

  He looks at me sheepishly.

  “Face...what? Who are those guys? Friends of yours?”

  “Aren't you jealous?” I giggle, “Facebook is a site, a virtual place...” I begin to introduce him in the future world.

  “No, no,” he stops me, “I will know what it is when I see it, in the future. Now, we have something down there in the studio. But before we go, I have something for you, cat woman.”

  He opens the drawer and picks 2 small boxes from there. I approach him curiously. What can they be? He opens the first one and I just stop breathing for a moment. It’s really beautiful. A black leather collar studded with sparkling crystals, I love it.

  “I can see that you like it,” he observes my reaction. “I should have given it to you much earlier. It almost seems like an oversight on my part. Eleyne’s been collared for a few days now. Ted arranged things between himself and Babette in his special way. Only you were left, roaming free.”

  I watch him holding the collar with greed. I want it on my neck. Fast and now. I lift my hair and stick out my tongue then lick the collar. Then I purr.

  “Just collar me, Master. I want it.” I trail wet lines on the soft leather, then my tongue reaches his fingers, I lick them as well.

  “Yes,” he whispers watching my antics, “it was a definite oversight on my part. I should have done it the same night Eleyne got her collar, my pet.”

  I want to be his pet and I want the collar. I’m sucking his fingers now, I can still taste my pussy on them. But he’s just watching me and not doing anything. Why doesn’t he put the collar on me? Oh, perhaps, he needs both hands for it. I let go of his fingers and purr again.

  “I want to be your pet, Master. Could you please put this collar on me?”

  Our eyes lock. A few moments pass and suddenly I know what is necessary. I just slide down to my knees, then lift up my hair again.

  “Master,” I whisper.

  He smiles knowingly, then just fastens the collar around my neck. Oh... the feel of the smooth leather on my skin thrills me to the core. I love the feeling. And I love it even more when he snaps the leash to it. I purr now.

  “I’m your kitty, Master.” Then I just rub my face against his legs and his dick. I can definitely see that the fabric is starting to bulge again.

  “Does the kitty want some milk?” He shakes the leash playfully.

  “The kitty would prefer some warm cream,” I keep on rubbing my face against his crotch. I can feel his dick is growing again.

  “This kitty is missing one more detail,” he shakes his head. “Guess which one.”

  “Mrrrr... Your dick inside my mouth, pussy and arse,” I purr my answer.

  “Good gracious, Yasmin, I can’t grow three of them at the same time.” He chuckles. “I suppose Jim will help when we get down, but for now I have one more thing to stuff into one of these hungry holes of yours.”

  I burn with curiosity and excitement. What can it be? I already love my collar and leash, what else does he have in store? I stare at him as he unpacks the second package then gasp. What is this thing? A butt plug? But it has... do I see well? Does it have a tail? The tail that is about 20 cm long, fluffy and made of fur. He tickles my nose with it and I sneeze.

  “Oh, I hope the kitty won’t have the allergy to this.”

  “No, no allergies. It just tickles.” I assure him. I’m getting more and more horny at the perspective of having it in my arse. Then I turn around and stick my butt out at him, then wiggle it enticingly. “Will you put it in?”

  “With pleasure, my pet. I like your eagerness.”

  He doesn’t waste time, just bends down and removes the thong out of my crack. Then he rubs the plastic part of the plug against my pussy getting it wet. I moan, oh yes, I want it inside me. In a few moments the whole length of the toy is plunged into my anus. Oh, God. I love the feeling. Just like I love his cock inside me. He pulls the thong back between my butt cheeks, kind of securing the plug, but I think that if I squeezed my arsehole really tight, it wouldn’t stay inside. I wiggle my butt, trying to wag my tail, but it’s too soft to produce any movement like this. It’s just hanging along my thighs. Colin kneads my butt cheeks then gets up saying.

  “Now, my pet, you’re ready to join the others in the studio.”

  He takes the leash and leads me down, very cheerful joking and slapping my arse now and again, regretting that he couldn’t buy kitty’s ears for me.

  “They would make a perfect match with this tail you have. And also with the outfit. Too bad they got sold out.”

  When we enter the studio room, we find that the guys and my friends are enjoying the party, so Colin takes his clothes off rapidly and makes me crawl on my fours inside the studio. We dodge the couples and find a site free, with cushion that he puts under my knees and elbows. I stick out my butt for him, opening my legs widely. He takes the thong slowly off me, slowly sliding it down my legs, taking my sandals off on the way and leaving my naked legs. He runs his hand over my pussy, massaging wet clit, relighting the passion inside my body while the sight of the others making love excites me intensely.

  Then I begin to feel his fingers playing inside my wet slit, igniting the fire that a moment ago was satisfied but now resurrects greedy and ravenous. He bends over me and pulls the leash. I turn my head to hi
m and we begin to French kiss. These kisses are stirring my inner fire while his hand plays with my clit; then he changes the position a bit. He moves in front of me, now I have his crotch and dick in front of my face. He runs his hands over my boobs, playing with them, squeezing them, pinching them, making me desire him more and more...I slide my hands over his hairy chest, over his tummy and his legs, caressing his crotch... slowly we’re getting ready for the rest the night. He grabs my hair and pushes my head down inserting his cock in my mouth, murmuring.

  “I think you want more of the same.”

  Well, I think, he´s in good mood tonight but I know he´s always in good mood, sweet and tender with me and that those comic quarrels we sometimes hold are just for fun and teasing each other. After a few minutes when I apply myself dutifully to his cock, sucking it with passion, enjoying his groans of pleasure and the way he holds the leash and my hair, I feel a slap on my arse. I gasp and let the dick out of my mouth in surprise. When I turn back I see Jim behind me. He’s staring at my butt while kneading it with his hands and playing with the plug. His smile is devilishly enticing.

  “I like this butt plug, Yasmin. It was a real good idea to pass through that sex shop on way, Colin. It really compliments this cat woman outfit in nice way.”

  I moan, he’s playing with the toy now, taking it out and pushing it back in. It’s pure ecstasy but it’s just the beginning of what these two men can put me through. After a few moments Jim adds his fingers to the game, they start swirling all over my pussy, sliding in and out, tapping my wet clit while at the same time he fucks my arse with the plug. I’m starting to be really noisy but Colin shuts me up stuffing his dick inside my mouth. I’m in a frenzy now. The sensations coming from my pussy and arse combine with those from the movement of his dick in my mouth. It’s sheer madness. now. I feel my climax approaching me real fast and soon it hits me. I keep on moaning unintelligibly while powerful contractions overwhelm my arsehole, squeezing the plug, trying to push it out. But Jim won’t let it happen, he resists the pressure of my butt and pushes it back in. I tremble and shake in pleasure. I hear Colin’s whisper.