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When you awaken you—for the first time you can remember—are the little spoon. Crystal has turned over onto her stomach in front of you and her hands are twitching, a sign you've found of her dozing lightly.

The hands of the girl behind you are exploring their way down your chest, not making any bones about heading directly for your cock. You relax and enjoy the feel of her breasts pressed onto your back as a hand circles the base of your shaft. You let her play for a minute or so before rolling over, swinging an arm out and scooping it under her head.

Amy blushes as you hit the both of you with breath-freshening charms and kiss her good morning. "Keep going if you want to, baby." Her eyes flick over to Crystal and you nod. "We talked, and I said I wanted to take it slow. That does include feeling new things out, even if Crys is around."

"Don't think I didn't catch that pun," she says, but her hand flips your cock up to lay against your belly and runs her fingers over it as it begins to swell. "You didn't have an erection during the ritual?"

"No, I figured it'd be distracting. I used a mental trick to kinda… divorce my lustful feelings from actually being acted on?" You wiggle your fingers to show it's magic. "It's difficult to explain directly."

After kissing you again, Amy sits up so she can use both hands, one drifting down to cup your balls while the other pulls your shaft upright and gives it a couple of test strokes.

You give a couple of strokes of your own to the girl's back. "Ames? Fair warning, you can play with my cock all you want, but at some point I'm eating your pretty little pussy until you scream."

Amy goes red and one hand flies to where her choker would normally be and she looks like she's about to panic. You snag her hand and sit up, leaning over to kiss her. "Baby, it's not all master-mistress stuff. You're Amy, I'm James, and we're just being lovey-dovey and exploring." You kiss her nose and lay back down, "Later, when you're comfortable with things your hands will be bound behind you as I force my cock all the way down your throat until you cry black tears."

There's a snort from your other side and Amy collapses to the bed and hides her face against your side. "How the hell can you just come up with randomly perverse things like that?" Crystal asks, mostly of the bed since her face is mashed in it.

"Y'all bring out the best in me, I suppose."

You get poked in the side from both directions for that, and Crystal does her slithery snake impression again before propping her chin on you. "C'mon Ames… either you play with his dick or I will."

When Amy looks up you do check to make sure she's feeling okay about this, but she is. Her main thoughts are wonder that something like this could happen, and a quickly-growing lust. You can't find it in you to be surprised when, after looking at her blonde cousin's face for a moment, Amy locks her eyes on Crystal before moving forward and mouthing kisses against the side of your shaft.

Crystal gives a soft moan and her legs shift against each other. Her hand reaches out and brushes Amy's hair behind her ear so you can both see better. "Fuck."

Amy has to stop kissing because her lips are turned up in a huge smile, so she nuzzles her face against your shaft instead, sliding up to the tip and turning her head to take it in her mouth, blocking your view.

"You little—" Crystal laughs, lifting off the bed and sliding down to look at what Amy's doing. "Hah, yeah, bigger than you thought, huh?"

"Mrmph."

No matter how big of a problem Amy's having, her tongue is having no issues at all swirling around your head for a bit before taking a tiny bit more into her mouth.

Two more of those 'tiny bit mores' and you're clutching the sheets and gritting your teeth from the tease of it. In an attempt to distract yourself Amy is levitated—with a squeak that you feel echo down your length—and settled over your head where you dive in with passion.

You only get one orgasm out of her—she must really be concentrating—before you sneak a finger up to her little rosebud and cast a spell you had found in the book Aelfie had left you that cleans her out safely and lubes her. That gets a noise and another inch, but you do your best to ignore that as you continue to drink deeply of her and slowly slide your finger around her little pink pucker.

That sets off a bunch of noises down from the other end of the bed. Crystal's voice catches your ear, "What're you stopping for, James' probably dying up there."

Amy's mouth pops off your cock. "Crissy, he's… he's fingering my ass," she whisper-shouts.

You're unsurprised when your lover's face peeks over Amy's back a second later at you. You do manage a cheeky wink and Crystal manages—barely—to keep from giggling. Breaching Amy's hole with the barest tip of your finger draws a gasp and Crystal's attention that way for a moment and you feel Amy's head get pushed down a bit. "No, little missy, you please our man. I'm inspecting his work now."

The blonde watches as you wiggle your finger deeper drawing moans that are quickly stifled by your cock. "Are you using magic?" You push into her head and she's quickly working her way past objections like 'familial relations' and focusing much more on 'looks hot with a mouth full of cock."

Placing your tongue right on Amy's clit you shake your head vigorously.

There's a wicked smirk on her face. "Well?"

A trickle of magic later and Amy is sitting on your face and screaming your name to the ceiling, her legs shaking around you. Crystal piles on with a spank to Amy's ass that adds spice if the timbre change of her voice can be believed.

Winking back at you, Crystal disappears back over in Amy's direction and your cock is swiftly engulfed in an eager mouth. You lay back and continue your anal play lazily, turning your head to kiss and nibble at your mistress' pale thighs.

It quickly becomes apparent that Crystal has taken her cousin in hand—literally, as one hand grabs the parts of your shaft that are uncovered, and you hear whispered bits of conversation as Amy picks up the pace.

"That's it, don't try to go deep, just take what you can," Crystal croons, "He's your master, right? So it's your job to make him cum." You can hear wet noises and can vaguely feel that Crystal is fingering herself madly.

The cousins' teamwork has done a number on you, and you feel the pull at the base of your cock that you're going to cum, and you warn them with a moan of your own.

Amy pulls off of you for just a moment to plead, "In my mouth, master," before reapplying herself with vigor.

Shortly after that you cum between Amy's pouty lips. Your magically-charged seed catapults the healer—who has always been so sensitive to your magic—into a huge orgasm of her own as she squirts and squeals and bucks without ever dislodging you from her mouth.

Crystal moves her hand away and licks at the spilled cum running down your shaft and climaxes as well from the charged cum. The three of you hold each other lovingly as you all peak together before Amy rolls off to the side, giggling madly.

You sit up and watch Amy pull Crystal to her and the two cousins share a tender, cum-smeared kiss before Amy rolls more completely onto her back and wiggles in excitement. A touch of her mind tells you that as bad as your clothes were for her, she is literally cum-drunk at the moment.

Cuddling the little healer between you, you and Crystal share your own kiss and talk about what you're going to do today.

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You and Crystal are discussing breakfast while Amy is rubbing her face into Crystal's cleavage when something occurs to you. "Crys? We didn't jog with Taylor."

Her eyes go wide and she flies off the bed. "Ah shit!" Grabbing her phone she looks at the time and does some mental calculations. "She's either done or about to be. Dammit."

Amy has exchanged her face-rubbing for rubbing her butt back on your cock. "So invite her to breakfast with us?"

Crystal's look is droll as she holds up her phone. "Oh hi Tay! Wanna come over to my boyfriend's secret lair and sit around naked with us?"

Ignoring the giggles from the magic-drunk girl in your arms you roll your eyes at your girlfriend. "How about 'Sorry Taylor, we had a late night, want to come over to James' for a late breakfast?'"

"That's not nearly as fun, dear."

"I'm aware, dear."

The two of you smile at each other and Crystal texts Taylor while you wrestle with a very catlike Amy. Not just in the cuddle-and-nuzzle sense, but in the 'flows like liquid if she doesn't want to be moved' sense. You had been trying to get her to sit up with you but instead end up with her draped across your lap with you scratching her back.

Crystal comes back in, "So we're doing brunch in an hour and a half. We'll need to do shifts on showers."

"Or I just make one. It'll only take a few minutes." You think about things for a second and frown. "I should probably find an actual house so I can have a shower big enough for…" you look down and over at the girls, "…things."

"Oh yes, things." Crystal says, archly. "Grab the cuddlebug and let's get moving." She leans against one of the bedposts as you roll Amy over and pick her up. "Y'know, dad's a real estate agent, I wonder—"

She's cut off as you flop over and laugh, the sound muffled into raspberries by Amy's belly, which sets her off too.

"Neil is a real estate agent?"

"…yes?"

"How does he fit in the houses? Does he have to pay if he breaks doors?"

Crystal pulls you to your feet and pokes you as you float Amy along with you instead. "Well, normally he does commercial stuff. Other people at the agency do regular houses."

You sigh. "That isn't nearly as funny, you know."

With that sexy little twist of her lips she does sometimes, Crystal bumps your hips. "You'll live."

With five minutes work you slap together a large glass-walled stall with a warm rain shower pouring down and the three of you clean off. Amy's coming down from her previously addled state a bit, but is still very affectionate as you and Crystal scrub her down while she's sandwiched in between you.

Soon enough you're all dried off via magic and Crystal is putting on another amazing lingerie set acquired via Aelfie when Amy corners you with her choker, cuffs, and plug in hand.

"I know I had to take all this off because of the ritual, and that's fine, but… I want a little ritual of our own with you putting it back on me."

A touch of her mind tells you that the act of you 'collaring' her, as well as the further work with the cuffs just feels right to her. The feeling of you being in control—not enough to stifle her, but enough to know that you are there as a source of strength to pull on—makes her feel, paradoxically, freer.

You conjure a silver platter to place her jewelry on and a soft cushion at your feet. Crystal has stopped in the background in her underwear to watch, but Amy only has eyes for you. "Kneel."

The brunette lowers herself onto the pillow, her face pointing to the floor and her hands clasped in front of her. You step up and place a hand under her chin. "Hands behind your back, pet."

Her eyes flick up to meet you and back down as you run a hand through her hair. "My dear, you should sit like this because I want to see you. You are my mistress; you are a beautiful work of art and I want to see every part of you, including those eyes of yours." You smile at her flush as you reach out and snag the choker from the platter and run it through your hands. "I'll be updating the enchantments on this and adding a few failsafes, including a portkey to here if you are knocked unconscious or are seriously wounded; the wards will alert Aelfie and I in that case. Are there any changes you would want?"

Your mistress smiles up at you. "Please change the metal to silver, master."

"Platinum, I would think." With a tap of your wand you do, then walk slowly around her to fasten it from the back. "Mine."

"Yours," she sighs happily.

The bracelet cuffs, already being platinum, go on immediately after and you pause, summoning another pair to your hand. "Would you prefer a matched set, my dear?" you ask, and chuckle at the nod. "I'll set a voice activation to make them invisible and phase through if you're wearing stockings; no reason to mess up a lovely view like that otherwise."

Levitating her up to chest-height you fasten them on and change the symbol to yours, then use them to manipulate her into a strappado position. Placing a hand on her ass, you're reaching out for the plug when Crystal finally speaks up.

"I'd… like to try a plug myself if you can make a copy."

You can feel Amy quiver at the reminder that someone else is watching her and who, exactly, it is. You duplicate the plug and press the original to your mistress' delicate hole after casting a lube spell. Gentle pressure has her submit to you until the base is snugly nestled between her cheeks. You tap the jewel displaying your symbol with a finger and smile at the sensual gasp.

Lowering Amy back down she folds back into kneeling at your feet as you pick up the copied plug and look between your mistress and your Lady. "Amy my dear, since you have the most experience and a complementary power, perhaps you should be the one to plug Crystal."

You raise the healer and the two of you stalk over to your girlfriend and assist her to bend over the bed. While you place kisses along her back Amy lowers her cousin's panties and, placing her hands on each cheek and spreading them apart.

"First is cleaning."

You reach over and run your finger around in a circle while you cast a special cleansing spell from your erotic spellbook.

"Then lubrication…"

Conjuring it in a thin stream, you let it trail down the cleft of her ass. Amy jumps to assist by slowly massaging the liquid into Crystal's little sphincter, using gentle pressure until one of her fingers slips inside, carrying more lube with it.

Crystal is breathing heavily and you can smell her heady arousal in the air. Amy presses a second finger in and you hand her the plug. Withdrawing her fingers she replaces it with the cool metal of the plug and presses a kiss to the top of a stocking while she feeds it steadily into Crystal's ass.

Once the plug is fully inserted you vanish the extra lube and beckon Amy to stand and lay on the bed next to the blonde. "Let's make sure things still work as they should. Vibrit."

Twinned moans bring a smile to your face and you roll your ladies together into an embrace, kiss their heads, and leave them with their plugs slowly ramping up intensity of both vibration and thrusting while you head back to your apartment to get started on brunch.

You text Taylor to get her opinions on pancakes versus waffles (waffles), and get started on cooking. Aelfie pops in to give you the stink-eye, but can't find fault with your unassailable logic of 'Taylor was told I was cooking, so I'm cooking.'

The ladies show up close to half an hour later all smiles, and you find that the presence of a plug adds a certain something to both of their gaits that makes it hard not to stare when they walk.

You detect Taylor as she comes up the stairs and wave to Crystal to be ready to answer the door. The girl stops and blinks at Amy's presence, but soon enough is drawn into a conversation about something school-related with her—standardized testing, you think.

Brunch is served shortly thereafter, and when you join the women the topic has switched over to Emma.

"See, Vicky is the sparkle-princess of the group, so she goes to most of the meet-and-greets with Carol, but I've been too." Amy twirls her fork and points it at her hair, "But the red hair and the 'I'm a model' stuff really stuck with me. She tried to get me to help her drop a few pounds, apparently she barely fit in whatever they were having her model."

Taylor doesn't say anything, but it's obvious from the edge to her smirk that hearing that made her day. Crystal picks up the thread of the conversation. "So yeah, I talked to Aunt Carol, and she'll probably talk to Mr. Barnes. She should also point out the multiple videos that show everything so the 'I didn't start it' bullshit gets cut down." She reaches out and pats Taylor's hand, "I don't know if things will change immediately, but tell me if they keep bothering you."

Amy cuts back in and smirks, "We could always send Warlock in to pick Taylor up on his motorcycle." The longer-haired brunette blushes and drops her head.

You put your hands up. "Oookay, sounds like a conversation I don't need to be here for."

Crystal reaches out and runs her hand down your arm as you gather some empty plates. "Are you saying you wouldn't want a ride on Warlock's bike?"

"Oh hell no, it's an awesome bike. I just wouldn't be able to contain my excitement being next to all that leather," you respond drolly.

The girls talk a bit—you'd moved the table a bit farther away from the kitchen so you'd all have room—and you overhear Crystal give Taylor the lowdown about Warlock coming to set wards on her house later that evening.

That's your cue to walk back over and offer her a duffel bag of the security cameras and such that you don't need any more. "Also, Warlock's put up wards for my apartment here, so if you need help figuring out the weird feelings let me know. The main thing to watch out for is the 'shiver down your spine'—that's the intruder detection ward. Then you supposedly feel a general direction the intruder's in, but that doesn't help me here."

Once Taylor's been fed and the chatting is over, the three of you head back to the lair. Amy heads to off to check over the greenhouse, while you conjure a bunch of beanbag like cushions and flop down with another couple of runes books. Crystal is switching between homework and and some notes you've given her on meditation.

You also call Aelfie over. "Did the ritual work for you as well?"

"Oh yes master James, but like Ælfgifu said you need to push less magic in. The ladies magic be working fine for self-changes like that, you not need to be helping."

"It was also the first ritual I've done, you know," you point out.

The elf pats your hand, "Master James did great too. Did you want Ælfgifu to do something today?"

"Yes, actually. Please look over Taylor again, but be aware she can sense through bugs. Also, if you can find any Veritaserum I'd like it. I didn't see it when pulling things out of the potions compartment."

The elf pops out and you roll over to look at your Lady. "Hey, can I finger-paint on you?"

Despite your amusing lead-in, once you explain what you're trying to accomplish, Crystal happily lets you draw runes on her right arm in ink, with corresponding ones on her left fingertips.

"Okay, this will probably only last for a handful of uses, but let's try it."

Amy walks in about five minutes later picking dirt out of her fingernails and stops dead when she sees you. "Do I want to know?"

Conjuring a handkerchief, you wipe your eyes clean and look at her. "You're about to find out."

In the healer's defense, she immediately backs up and looks to either side and behind her.

Then she looks up.

And gets splorched.

Crystal lands and pouts at the broken ink lines on her arm. "Well damn. It lasted long than you said it would, though."

You splorch Amy with some conjured water and smirk at the look she shoots you. "Now you know."

After a successful test of a runic tattoo-without-the-tattoo, you sit both ladies down to talk about the next thing you're going to study. You explain how the obliviate and false memory charms work, and that neither actually has you read minds to do so.

Just to play it safe, you have Amy watch while you tell Crystal to remember something—the words 'blue, 17, squid' in this case—and then obliviate her of the memory. She has no idea why you and Amy are asking her for 'code words' until you reverse the oblivation. You switch back and forth between them until you get a handle on how best to phrase things to ensure everything you want is oblivated, and nothing else. Legilimency helps you there, of course.

For the false memory charms you do something similar, implanting in Crystal memories of a grand orgy of you, her, and the S Klub. Once the memories are created, you have her tell Amy all about it.

…considering that the memories pull from the person's mind to fill in details, and Crystal has become a very sensual person, she has some great stories to tell about how the two of you fucked all of the girls into puddles of satisfied goo. Amy seems to agree, since she has to fan herself a couple of times when—Crystal details eating Savannah out while you fuck her ass, for example.

You reverse the memories and the two of you pat Crystal on the back as she complains about how she didn't really have six tongues on her at the same time.

With kisses all around and a promise to meet up for dinner, you head off to scry on Coil. Just like Aelfie had said yesterday, nasty snake man is in his hole, talking on the tellyphone. You tune in to see what's going on and it appears he's having a totally amicable chat with Lisa.

"—listen, if Grue is going to be out of commission, then hit the next stash house during the day. Take Regent and a car and walk the area, it's residential. Pretend you're looking at houses or something, then break in and loot all of the documentation. Keep any money, and don't worry about burning things, just slash the bags and dump water in." He pauses for a second, rubbing at…the side of his head, you'd guess. "No, you don't need to worry about Nebeltrupp, he was apprehended by that Warlock. Yes—" he clenches his fist, "exactly, he was somewhere around at the time. It may be because of the Merchant connection. Most of his sighting that aren't healing happen at night, so going during the day has multiple benefits."

You wait a bit until Coil hangs up then apparate in and use a medical spell to switch the contents of the ampoule into his bloodstream. Onset supposedly occurs slowly over the course of 6-12 hours of increasingly obvious hallucinations, so it's possible that Coil will ramp up during the night and be ready to go Monday morning. You'll have to check in on him and see.

While you're at it, back at your lair you verify that the accounts that Quinn set up for you are ready to take incoming wires. Once Tommy-boy is chasing figments of his imagination you can initiate transfers to offshore banks. It will take a bit to fully wash it, but you'll likely see it within a week.

In between doing that you dump a couple of memories in the pensieve and run out to buy an actual DSLR camera and a GoPro-like thing. Between that and your phone camera you have a range of recording options.

Being able to send your lover a picture of the two of you cuddled on the couch the first time she came over is pretty awesome, you have to admit. Following yourself through Randy the Merchant's house is less fun, especially when you get really intimate with the pause and rewind functions so you can get pictures from 'your' perspective. You wonder if some research could find you a way to alter the pensieve to switch to a first-person perspective….

Checking in on Coil a bit before dinner he seems disappointingly normal if you ignore the constant twitches of his head, like he's seeing or hearing things around. Maybe he'll need a bit more time before the fun parts kick in.

At dinner with your ladies you tell them that the Coil situation will hopefully clear up sometime this week, and that you'll be doing some 'cosmetic alterations' on a celebrity who'll apparently be in town.

That gets Amy's attention. "Wait, you're going plastic surgery?"

"Ah, no. I have been informed that surgery is done by doctors. I'm doing alterations, like tattoos or piercings."

"And you're just doing piercings, I'm sure."

You shrug, "Nose piercing, boobjob, whatever."

Later in the evening, Crystal gets a text from Taylor that her dad's gone to bed, so you suit up and apparate nearby and flick a rock at the window that has your symbol taped to it.

Taylor opens the window and you chuckle, "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?"

The bespectacled girl looks down at you with a twist on her lips. "I'm not doing a murder-suicide."

"Fair. I've thrown up some spells so that no one will pay attention to the area for the moment. You wanna come down and I'll explain what I'm doing? At the very least I need to tie you to the wards."

Shortly after the girl is looking at you as you bury stones at the corners of the property lines and a second set at the corners of the house. "So, since this isn't my property the only thing this is going to do is warn you that someone has entered onto the property, and again and more vigorously if they enter the house. I've set it so you and your father are the only two excepted for this. That way if you get the first warning it might be a meter-reader or kids skipping through your backyard, but the house thing will tell you if shit's going down."

Since you've removed yourself from the wards, you help her test the sensations by stepping on and off the property and again in and out of the house. Taylor starts to offer you a drink before remembering your mask issue, but you chuckle and remove your mask revealing a half-mask right below it.

"I'm cheating, of course, but having a mask that gives access to your mouth is probably a good choice for a number of reasons, really."

The blink and head turn the girl gives is amusing, as if that hadn't sunk in yet. "Ah, yeah…."

As you're leaving, Taylor puts a hand on your arm. "I… know of someone I suspect is a cape. Would it be okay to get your information and just… leave it somewhere they could find it, maybe?"

You tap your cape phone to hers and transfer your number. "Don't give it out to just anyone, but sure. I'm not available all the time, so text is the best option."

You apparate to a random roof and hit yourself with some bug-killing spells before heading to the lair and then back to your apartment. You have barely slid into bed when Crystal floats into the air and over your lap, rubbing herself along your cock reverse-cowgirl. Reaching out to touch the jewel with your symbol on it you set it to gently thrust at the same time that Crystal reaches underneath to guide you into her.

The pace she sets is a sexy slow grind and her dirty talk isn't the normal kind of talk you'd expect, but it's pretty hot nevertheless.

"So Soon-Yi's birthday is coming up next week, and we've missed the other girls' birthdays too…" She hilts you and rolls her hips before looking back over her shoulder. "I'm thinking of giving the girls a—let's call it a sculpture—for their birthdays from the clay Aelfie found while she was looking for your truth serum."

You flick her plug and get a little moan out of her. "Are you trying to get my dick into everyone you know?"

Crystal clenches down and starts riding a bit faster. "Only the ones that would look good eating your cum out of my pussy."

"Fuck, Crys," you groan as she coaxes your orgasm out of you.

Spooned in bed a bit later with a smug smile on her face, you pull her closer to you and kiss her on the back of the head. "I love you," she says.

"I know," you respond.

You get an elbow in the belly. "Don't you quote Star Wars at me, dad does it to my mom all the time."

"I love you too, Crystal," you laugh.