The Baron and Rae - Pt III of IV

Hand in hand he led her to his enormous bedchamber. He wasted no time, removing each piece of clothing as she fumbled with the buttons on his crisp shirt. Naked, he lifted her onto the poster bed, dropped his pants and began to devour her every body part and orafice.

Strangely, there were no words, just moans and sighs as her orgasms came in waves. He pleasured her until she lay exhausted in his arms. It was now her turn to please him. She bit at his lips, then moving down along his neck, she nibbled and licked him until she found his huge dripping cock. She took him deep into her mouth, her pussy between one of his thighs. As she gripped him, lapped at him and cupped his precious balls, she could feel him tense.

As once before, he asked her, "Will you still love me if I don't have my balls?" She stopped. Her hands moved to his bearded face. "I will love you no matter what... but will YOU still love me after today?" The Baron could see tears welling in her green eyes and knew that she understood all of the ramificatios surrounding this day. "Rae, I love you unconditionally," he replied, kissing the palms of her hands.

"Will you please put your balls inside me - one more time?" she pleaded. "Is that what you want, Rae?" he asked. "Yes, more than anything." And so with the elastrator in hand he allowed her to tie up his balls, her pussy wet with her own cum. He worked to place his balls inside her. The overwhelming feeling and the emotional meaning behind this act wracked her with floods of orgasmic contrations and tears rolled once again down her cheeks.

She stroked him and thrusted toward him as he played her clit like a fine mandolin. She knew he was about to cum, broke the entanglement and straddled his cock. "Just one more thing," she purred. "I want you to cum inside me." It was a command not a question. In their entire time together, not once had he ejaculated inside her. Believing that this may be the last time, she wanted to feel him explode and him feel her own orgasm in unison. He thought for a moment, and after all she had done, this was a last gift he could give her. She rode him tenaciously, throwing her head back, her walls gripping him until he could no longer hold back. "MMMMMMM, yes, yes," she screamed. He was right with her and for the first time, they climaxed together. She felt the surge of him pierce her. She nestled along his side and lay there quietly. He gently kissed her face. He tasted the salt of her tears and realized how deeply she loved him and yet, he could not give himself to her completely. Unfortunately, Rae knew this also. Their worlds had collided by chance, but she sensed him slowly moving away from her to new challenges presenting themselves to him.

After an hour of dozing he found himself hard and wanting her again. Rae was overwhelmed with the gentleness with which he explored her before entering her. He looked at her; smiled at her as he parried each of her thrusts. She became lost in the connection and energy between them. It was unlike ever before and perhaps not again.

As the evening drew near, they languished in the hot tub and sipped her favorite champagne. He talked of his newest endeavors and another sailboat he was considering. She listened attentively even though her heart sank with each word. Europe and the Carribean were beckoning him and he was responding to the call - alone. She would walk away before he could break her apart entirely.

Rae used the guest room to shower and dress for the evening. The others would be arriving shortly for "dinner and castration". She thought how bizarre it began to sound.

The Baron bathed, had the maid change the sheets, prepare the lighting and candles for later on that evening and dressed in silk trousers and a silk cream turtleneck, his signature cologne filling the air. He opened bottles of wine in the dining room and noticed his hands were trembling.

Rae joined him in the great room. She looked stunning in an emerald green silk sheath, a simple double row of pearls and her emerald and pearl earings. He was complimenting her on her attire, when the doorbell rang.

Her heart pounded as they walked to the door. Rae stood back in the foyer as he opened it. She breathed an audible sigh, as it was Knalyi. But what she saw puzzled her. As Knalyi crossed the threshfold, the look on the Baron's face was pure astonishment. Rae stepped in, "Baron, this is Knalyi." He held Knalyi's hands, and their eyes locked. He kissed her gently on the cheek and whispered in her ear, "It's youuuu." "Welcome," he hesitated - Knalyi".

She was in full regalia, her beaded dreadlocks sprinkled with ribbons and feathers. Her dress was of the finest azure silk. Even her shoes were silk. "Hello, Baron, it is good to see you," was Knalyi's reply. Rae sensed that something wasn't right, but she couldn't nail it down.

"Please, please, come into the great room." "Henry, get these bags and place them in guest room 3." the Baron commanded of his valet. Rae hugged her friend, Ni, but she was distracted. "Would you ladies like a glass of wine?" Both replied in tandem, "Yes." He carefully poured them glasses of Merryvale Reserve and handed them to each and then poured a merlot for himself.

Knalyi looked around. "What an incredible home you have, Baron," she opined. "Thank you; I enjoy it." he replied somewhat stilted. The doorbell rang aain. "Rae, please come with me." and she again joined him at the door, her palms sweating. She heard many voices. "They must have all met up in the parking lot and took the elevator up to the penthouse together," thought Rae. The filed in. The Baron offered his open mouth as he kissed each one, hugged them and whispered something that made each of one of them grin or smile. Rae felt physically ill, like she was in someone's surreal dream. He introduced them all. "Rae this is Suzanne..." and the "hellos" and "nice to meet yous" began. All shook her hand except for Lyann. She was cold and seemed somewhat bitter. Rae couldn't keep them straight...Suzanne, Lyann, Linda, Debra and Amelia. There were of all ages, sizes, dressed to the nines and were obviously here to impress the Baron. They all knew their way to the great room and were stunned when introduced to, as the Baron put it, "our very own high priestess" for tonight's ceremony. Rae thought she saw him wink at Knalyi, but that would be too weird.

The valet poured drinks for everyone. Three of the women circled the Baron, laughing with him, touching him familiarly and never letting Rae forget that they'd been around far longer than she. The other two engaged Knalyi in conversation and Rae just stood there, sipping her glass of wine and making mental notes.

At dinner Lyann sat to his left. She wished it hadn't been her. Amelia kept interrupting the Baron to fill in gaps in different stories. Rae smiled pleasantly and listened attentively. He saw Lyann's hand move to rest on the Baron's thigh. It was all becoming too much for her. After dessert and coffee, Knalyi stood and announced, "It is time for me to prepare the Baron and the room." "Please excuse us," said the Baron. Rae got up to follow. Ni put up a hand to her. "I told you I needed to speak to him privately before we begin." Rae stumbled on her words, "Oh, yes, I'm sorry." "I will tell the valet when we are ready," said Knalyi. Rae returned to the great room, poured another glass of wine and waited with the others. They made small talk, but mostly they checked each other out.

Upstairs in his chamber Knalyi went to him directly, her large lips enveloping his until he could no longer resist and opened his mouth to her tongue. He broke away..."Hello, Audrey." "You look magnificent and taste delightful." "Ernst," she began, "You haven't changed. "Did my little one drain you or do you have something left for your Antigua Siren?" she teased him.

Without a word he removed his clothing as did hers and he ravished her on the fur rug. "I've missed you, and your delicious kitty." "You've invaded my dreams and thoughts often." he moaned to her. "I did my best to, ahh,,ahhhhhh,ohhhhhh, Ernst." "And now you offer me this? -- this dream of mine.." he grunted as he took her. "Yes and more. I will take your balls and your soul." he answered. She was bewitching. He was lost in her honey hair and the best love tunnel he'd ever had. "Ugghhhh, I'm gonna cum, Audrey, my siren." He pulled out and gushed onto her belly.

"Are you sure you aren't going to miss those balls of yours?" she chided him. "Perhaps, perhaps." He got up. "Well, Ernst, your a cum soaked mess. We need to bathe," she stated. He took her into the large whirlpool tub. She chanted as she washed the both of them. He was mesmerized, recalling why he referred to her as the "siren". Audrey dried him and fixed his silk dressing gown. She re-dressed herself. The heady smell of their sex hung heavily in the chamber. "Light the candles, Ernst," she directed him. "Ah venus scent, perfect." "Please sit on the bed," she told him. As he did so, she waved her hands around the room and chanted to cleanse it of any negative energy. He could feel himself getting hard as he watched her.

"Well, it is time," "Kiss me once again, Ernst." She bent over him and with his hands holding her face and her hands cupping his balls, the lingered in a deep and probing kiss. He broke the kiss. "Go and gather the others. I am ready." With that she left the chamber. All would be well...maybe.