Chapter Six: The Amulets

"In there." Melene brings her hands around to point to the bottom drawer of a desk in the room. As her hands come back, they brush my leg. Accidental? She looks down. I don't think so, but I open the drawer. I find it hard to believe, but I'm curiouser than I'm horny.

In the drawer is a polished wood jewel box. In the box is a single item, a silver-colored amulet on a long chain. I pick it up. It's heavy. The amulet itself is ornately carved. The center of the design is an ivory teardrop with the tail curled to one side.

"Release me and let me undress, then tie me again." she commands.

I look at her. "That's an odd request." I counter.

"Look at me; look at the amulet."

I do, and it's suddenly clear that Melene, naked, with the amulet riding below her navel, is part of the pattern. I turn her back to me and quickly undo the ropes. Just as quickly she slips from her pajamas and puts her arms behind her again. Her breathing deepens, and deepens more as I once again wrap coil after coil around those willing white forearms held so closely together behind her. It's only when I finish that I remember that I haven't felt her breasts once this evening, or ever for that matter. I pull her back to me, as my hands find her stiffened nipples, her hands slip into my pants and find my stiffened manhood...

The embrace lasts for only a few seconds before we both feel a climax. It should go on forever, forever, forever, but it doesn't. God it feels good! I'm drained, not completely, but I sure feel less urgent. I push Melene's head forward gently, she protests and squeezes me a little. I push again, now she leans forward and her hands come out of my pants. She turns and gives me little kisses on my neck, my arms wrap around her body, my right hand strokes her naked rump. "Thank you." she says. I'm struck with the sincerity, she didn't have to say that!

"The others have amulets, too. You'll have to help them get theirs." she says as she nuzzles me some more.

The Others! They had slipped my mind. I hurry Melene back.

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Caroline has slipped onto the floor and is lying in front of the ladies. It's obvious that she's been trying to convince one of them to help her get loose, but there have been no takers. I help her back on the couch. "Hold on, dear." I say gently, "Something's up." I remove the bonds around her upper arms and give her another massage. "Are you going to be quiet?" She nods yes and I pull the tape gag off. She yelps.

"What is going on here? Do you..." I put my finger to her lips, she's not dumb, she shuts up. I tie her wrists to her waist, that should hold her as tightly as the ropes around her chest, but more comfortably. "Lets find out what's up. You be good now, OK?" She nods agreement.

"Who's next?" I say, and I see six bright faces, all eager. I pick Beth next, I just love those cute bouncy breasts.

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Six trips later I have seven naked women in front of me wearing seven silver amulets on long silver chains.

The room is pulsating with anticipation. I can feel the pattern is much closer to completion. The ladies that have their amulets have been getting more distant with each trip. They are listening to a different drummer, and he's getting closer. Now that all seven are together and amuletted, they are swaying in unison, and they are hardly in this room at all.

Even Melene is dazed, but she manages to say, "You are close, Tom. You must complete the pattern."

Inspiration fills me: The pattern is a clearly a circle, and I know who belongs where. Melene is the start and the end. Next comes Suzanne, Val, Beth, Lynda,... I move the ladies into their places and the swaying is accompanied by murmuring.

Caroline watches calmly, she and the ladies were talking while I was out, and whatever they said, it worked. Caroline now looks like she understands, although the understanding and trust is far from complete.

As Young-gai slips beside Melene, the pattern is strong, but not complete. I'm warm, but I'm not hot. As I lean over Young-gai, the amulets seem to be glittering. I see that in the design of Young-gai's is a place that can latch into a link of chain. I link her amulet to Melene's chain. There's a palpable "clink", and a shudder in the ladies' rhythm. I link all the ladies, and the murmur rises into a full-fledged eerie chant. I'm hot, but not white hot.

I look at Caroline. She's sitting upright looking at me with bright anticipation in her eyes.

"You want to be and 'O' girl?" I say somewhat amazed. She nods vigorously. God she looks good in a miniskirt and black stockings, knees and ankles bound tightly together. How is she going to look naked? We're going to find out...

I'm sure this is right! I'm sure hurrying is important! I leap to her side, release her hands, pull off her top, tie her hands again, and pull ropes from her legs. I stand her up and strip her bottom, she helps. I don't retie her legs. Instead I run a doubled-up rope from her wrists between her legs into her crotch. One half wraps around her hip to the right, and the other to the left. I tie the ends together over her wrists; her hands are now held tightly to her rump.

I turn her to face me, then lift her onto my shoulder in a fireman's carry. I carry her into the center of the circle.

As we go in, the pattern finishes. The chant of the ladies in the circle jumps to double time. I feel power. Power oozing out of somewhere. Power! I spin around with Caroline on my shoulder. Power! Caroline starts murmuring and breathing deeply. Her legs kick gently, I put her down. She starts swaying. She kisses my neck, hard. She rips off my top button with her teeth. I get the message. I pull off my clothes and toss them on the couch.

Caroline has an animal look in her eyes. She's going to eat me alive! I grab her by the hair and kiss her hard. I grab her by the crotch. She moans and shudders, and now she's responsive to every move of my hands and my lips. I kiss her some more, then have her sway, then kiss her some more.

THE POWER! I can feel sparks flying. There's a blue glow all through the room. An amulet appears, a silver one, floating in midair, in the center of the circle.

"Choose, choose choose." chant the women. Is Caroline worthy of being an "O" girl? There's no doubt in my mind. I pluck the amulet from midair and put it around her neck.

THE POWER! The room is humming. Another amulet appears, a gold one, floating in midair, in the center of the circle -- gold and with a black teardrop at the center.

"Choose, choose, choose." chant the woman. The amulet design is squarish, clearly a man's amulet. The pattern is clear. This is a coven, clearly a powerful coven, and I can be the warlock. The choice is easy, I will be the man of the 10's. I put on the amulet.

THE POWER! I hear the wheels of destiny grinding. There is much to be done, but powerful forces will aid me. There is one more choice to be made.

"Choose, choose, choose." chant the women. I look around. Each wears a round amulet with a white ivory teardrop. I wear a square amulet with a black ebony teardrop. Male-female, positive-negative, um-yang, yin-yang. A union must be made. My amulet will match one of these ladies amulets, and the pattern will be complete. I reach for Caroline's amulet, she stiffens in anticipation, I press the two teardrops together, they click as they lock, there is a flash. A MATCH!

It's almost anticlimactic. The throbbing, the palpable power, stops instantly. The amulets fall apart. I look: my amulet is now flecked with silver, and Caroline's is flecked with gold.

All of us are sweating and drained. I kiss Caroline gently and pull the knots from her ropes. She undoes herself as I move from lady to lady kissing each, and releasing each.

Melene moves to Caroline, and reaches up to kiss her. "Congratulations, you are the coveness now." I'm too drained to move, I slump in the center.

Caroline kisses her back, "I will need your help. I will need all of your help." she says to the ladies. They all come to her. I'm feeling kind of left out.

"I will need all of your help to serve Tom."

"What?"

"This has been a singular evening, Tom." says Melene, "Now is not the time for talk." The ladies begin chanting again, but this time it's a soft and soothing chant. They gather round me, all of them, and caress me. The touch is so soothing. I should be getting a rise... but instead... sleepy....