("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  You may post freely to non-commercial
"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.
Thank you for your consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

Absolute Power - 7
by WarLord (warlordwrites@yahoo.com)

***

Billy is given great power and as he is tested he 
confronts other men of power. (FFm, inc, bi, mc, bd, 
orgy)

***
 
Chapter 7

Bailey was kneeling next to me with her cheek resting 
against my hip, her warm palm cupping my balls while 
she unhurriedly fisted my half engorged cock. 
Unconsciously my fingers combed Bailey's soft curls, in 
time with her leisurely caressing. 

Hannah caught my eye as she pushed her sunglasses up 
into her blonde curls; grinned then blew me a kiss. I 
smiled happily, contemplating my favorite cousin. Her 
shape was perfect not too hot, not too cold -- her 
porridge was just right! Slim, trim and yet with 
gymnast and dancers muscles and long, long legs. Did I 
mention that Hannah was perfect? Thought so!

I tugged upward on Bailey's hair. Bailey lithely gained 
her feet and I took the opportunity to kiss her 
tempting lips. 

When we came up for air I took Bailey's hand, we walked 
to Hannah on her lounger. I leaned down to kiss Hannah 
as her arms went around me pulling me close. Time 
suspended as I lost myself staring into those deep blue 
eyes tasting those lips touching that flawless skin. 
Hannah's lips were in constant motion tenderly kissing 
my cheeks, ears, eyes, chin, and lips.

I was on my back with Hannah sprawled on top of me. 
Don't know how that happened but I'm not complaining. 
My hard cock was trapped between us; the friction of 
her oiled skin was a delicious torture. 

Hannah held my face with just her fingertips as she 
lovingly gazed into my eyes saying tenderly, "I've 
always loved you Billy. You just never realized how 
much."

Her wet slit slowly massaged my cock as she continued, 
"I told Melissa, that I'd do anything at all for you... 

She stared intently into my eyes as she breathed, 
"...Anything. You...just...never...asked."

My cock jolted at her words. Hannah smirked at my wide-
eyed expression. She quickly covered my mouth with her 
fingers before I could respond. Her hand drifted down 
between our bodies until it reached my throbbing cock. 
I groaned as her thumb spread pre-cum across the head. 

Hannah's body shifted until my cockhead was inside her. 
Hannah unhurriedly settled and I entered her. Hannah 
stopped with me deep inside her, amazing muscles 
massaging me. I was incoherent, groaning from sheer 
pleasure as Hannah tweaked and pinched my nipples, 
rising and falling on me in measured cadence. I yelled 
loudly as I grabbed her waist slamming my hips upward 
as my cock sprayed deep in her womb. She screamed her 
completion as her orgasm followed on the heels of mine. 
I checked out for a couple minutes, maybe longer. 

*****

When my eyes opened, Hannah was laying across me 
kissing and cuddling. I glanced to my right to see 
Diana alertly kneeling next to me. When Diana saw I was 
awake, she leaned forward, lightly rubbing her cheek on 
the back of my hand. I whispered, "Diana."

She snapped back into an erect kneeling posture with 
her shoulders back. This did marvelous things for her 
breasts. She was still in her skirted suit but had 
taken off her blouse having only a frilly red bra under 
her jacket. Diana seemed to know instinctively that I 
liked that look with her tits 'barely' contained, 
threatening to break free of their confinement at any 
moment. 

I crooked my finger and Diana shuffled forward. 
Reaching up with my hand behind her head I pulled her 
to my lips. My tongue licked her lips and scraped her 
teeth. Diana's mouth opened for my probing tongue. As 
we kissed, I felt her relax, calming as I caressed her 
tidy hair. 

Pulling back from her I gazed into her eyes as I 
soothingly said, "Diana, clean my cock, please."

She nodded, saying brightly, "Yes, Master Billy, 
immediately."

Her lips dropped to my chin, then chest and belly 
staying in contact with my skin all the way down my 
body until her tongue swiped my cock. Diana was busily 
cleaning our juices, as I looked over at Brianna in the 
next chaise locked in an intense sixty-nine with 
Bailey. 

I watched as Brianna shoved her thumb in Baileys ass 
while biting her clit triggering a wrenching writhing 
orgasm. The sound of Bailey's orgasmic screams bounced 
off the walls. Brianna grinned over at me as she held 
Bailey in a loving embrace her head resting on 
Brianna's thigh. 

Hannah's giggle brought my attention back. My fingers 
were petting Diana as she tenderly tongue washed my 
cock and balls. The intensity of my lovemaking with 
Hannah had me so satiated that even Diana's face buried 
in my groin was not arousing me. 

When she was done. Diana rested her cheek on my thigh 
with her fingers randomly stroking Hannah and my skin. 
Diana asked in a supplicating manner, "Master Billy, 
can we talk?"

I sat up smiling as I said, "Certainly, Diana."

Diana sat back up on her heels with her hands lightly 
resting on her widely spread thighs. She nodded, saying 
quietly, "Thank you, sir. First, Master thank you so 
much for taking care of the exhibit. I've heard praise 
for our progress from several people in our corporate 
headquarters."

She looked around as her smile died away. Looking 
pensive, Diana continued, "Master, I think I've found 
the person who sabotaged me. But it makes no sense. I 
can see no way that destroying me benefits him at all. 
I am deeply confused, Billy."

I nodded. This was a new, improved Diana. The 'old' 
Diana would have heedlessly attacked, with little 
questioning the motivations of her foe. Shifting Hannah 
just a bit, I sat up straight speaking in a carrying 
voice, "Diana needs our help. Get dressed, a little, 
anyway. We'll get together in the kitchen to hear from 
Diana and decide what needs to be done."

Diana gave me a relieved smile as Hannah pulled me to 
my feet leading me to the poolside showers enclosure. 
Bailey and Brianna hand in hand followed.

*****
 
I followed Brianna's enticing ass into our kitchen. 
Hannah and Bailey had gone ahead leaving her to dry me 
after our shower interlude. I had a towel wrapped 
around my waist while I completed drying my hair with 
another. 

The clothing of choice seemed to be one of my button 
front shirts. Only Gwen and Grace had their thongs. 
Diana had removed her skirt and wore only the jacket 
and that enticing frilly bra. 

Bailey was moving purposefully around the kitchen 
serving beverages. I sat on one of the center island's 
swivel stools, enjoying the view while the ladies 
settled. A naked Jennifer Angel sat up on the counter 
next to me coquettishly playing with my hair in a 
thoroughly distracting manner. There was slightly less 
than 'no chance' that I was going to stop her. Bailey 
handed me my coffee with a cold bottle of Propel to 
Angel. 

Seeing everyone in attendance I gestured to Diana who 
began speaking in a halting voice. "I think I found the 
person spreading all the malicious rumors and trying to 
sabotage me. His name is Ronald Nelson; he's a vice 
president for facilities. He goes by Ron Del. Since 
I've taken over this division from 'Old Man' Lauritz, 
this Ron Del guy has been after me in a big way. I 
really don't understand the connection. I haven't 
fucked with him or his people, and he really isn't on a 
career track to benefit if I go down He'll just get a 
new boss."

Diana answered questions that fleshed out her 
statement. I sat thinking about her situation as she 
responded to Hannah's question, saying, "He seems very 
conscientious, Hannah, first one there in the morning 
and last one out at night. When he's not traveling of 
course."

Gwen perked up. "Traveling? Traveling where, Diana?"

Diana smiled as she replied, "MCL like most 
corporations is moving their production off-shore where 
ever possible. When new products come out of the this 
lab, Ron is one of the people responsible for surveying 
foreign sites, then setting up pilot plants to prove 
feasibility before corporate takes over and builds a 
full scale facility. He just returned from Venezuela 
and before that he was in Pakistan."

Something was nagging at me as she talked about this 
Ron guy and his job description. I sat quietly to let 
it surface. Brianna exclaimed, "That's freaky. During 
the anti-substance abuse classes we're required to take 
as part of cheer, the teacher talked about drug 
trafficking and where illegal drugs come from, and how 
they get here."

She paused and looked around the kitchen. "Like I said 
its funny, a guy in the drug business visits two of the 
biggest drug smuggling routes, back to back."

*****

In the sudden silence then excited chatter that 
accompanied Brianna's observation I pondered her words 
as I also wondered if I was having an 'Otto' moment.
 
Really it did not take any great insight to realize 
that many illicit drugs flowed from Afghanistan, right 
nest door to Pakistan and from Columbia, right next 
door to Venezuela. On the other hand, Venezuela's crude 
oil production made it a perfectly reasonable place for 
a chemical plant.

Hannah asked a logical question. "Maybe it's personal. 
Were Lauritz and Nelson buddies?"

Diana shook her head as she grinned. "Near as I can 
tell, Aldous Lauritz wasn't around the office enough to 
be acquainted with anybody, much less buddies. If 
Aldous wasn't on the golf course, he was at his lake 
home or his winter haven in Arizona. One of the big 
reasons I'm here is because of Lauritz's inattention."

I looked over at Jennifer Angel, asking softly, "How 
about it, Angel, you or Otto know anything about this 
guy?"

Angel shook her head as she mused, "Doesn't ring a 
bell. If Otto had contact with any Ron Del, it must 
have been in a regular business setting, like plant 
planning meetings. I agree with Diana though, Lauritz 
was a nonentity, totally uninvolved, each section ran 
by themselves."

Angel continued her insights. "Otto had links high up 
in corporate including President's and CEO's offices, 
he pretty much ignored Lauritz but then so did 
everybody else."

My head swung around at Angel's words. If Otto was so 
connected...why did he allow Diana to come here and 
fire him? 

*****

First things first. I needed to find out all there was 
to know about Mister Ron Del Nelson. And what the fuck 
kind of guy goes by Ron Del anyway? 

Turning to Angel, I asked, "Otto have anybody else he 
owned at MCL?"

Angel smiled as she answered, "If he did, Billy, the 
information is not available to me."

I nodded as I grinned. "Yep, that would be our Otto. 
Don't make it easy or anything."

I shook off my irritation as I sat thinking. Turning to 
Angel I asked calmly, "Angel, did Otto have a code word 
or code phrase that would trigger deep seated 
programming?"

Angel looked just a tiny bit glassy as she repeated, 
"The information is not available to me."

I nodded. Not today anyway. I turned to Diana asking, 
"Diana, I need to call Carol Bonner, from HR."

Diana never even asked she quickly dug out her cell 
phone and began scrolling the numbers, saying crisply, 
"I assume she's at home, master."

Well if Otto had anybody on his 'payroll' I was betting 
that a contender was Carol the VP of HR. Diana handed 
me the phone and I pushed connect. As it rang I thought 
about how I'd approach this. As I heard her voice say: 
"Carol Bonner" I still had no clue. I calmly said, 
"Carol, Billy Hadley."

Then I waited and waited some more. Finally after the 
silence had stretched for seeming days Carol's tiny 
voice replied, "Yes, Master. How may I serve you?"

*****

Jennifer Angel was cruising up and down the rows of 
parked cars at the airport's long term parking facility 
looking for my Denali. We would hopefully find my ride 
then meet the others at 'The Mall'!

That would be The Mall Of America, biggest mall in the 
whole wide world! Normally, I would not find that all 
that much fun, but right down from Nordstrom's near The 
Diner where we'd be having supper was right on the same 
block with Aeropostale, bebe, Puma, Oakley, Sisley, 
Torrid... and well you get the idea. The ladies' 
favorite boutiques were nicely at hand and right across 
the way was the biggest Victoria's Secret in the world! 

Normally I'd nip around the corner to Barne's and Noble 
or Brookstone to hang out while I endured the wait but, 
I dunno, maybe not this time.

I glanced over to see the Kubotan swinging from Angel's 
keys. Dressing for our shopping trip this time included 
the ladies arming up for our field trip. After supper 
we'd all be going to MCL, meeting Carol Bonner and a 
"cracker" of various identities, who last time I hired 
him was bLinDrAstA666. 

Seeing the Denali tucked in a corner next to a column 
interrupted my musing. An orange traffic cone 
"carelessly" tipped against the license plate obscuring 
the numbers showed Otto hadn't lost his touch. 

Kissing Angel, I stepped out of the Benz closely 
followed by Gwen. I glanced back as she grinned, 
saying, "I'm coming along. You get in too much trouble 
alone."

I had to agree. Tossing the cone aside while she 
climbed in the passenger side, I scrambled behind the 
Denali's wheel. Closing my eyes, I tried to sense Otto 
as I speculated. What was Otto up to? What did he want 
me to do? There were no answers.

Disconsolately I put the SUV into drive and prepared to 
ransom us out of the airport parking system. 

*****

By the time we got to The Diner, Diana had the big 
table in the alcove. The Diner was my favorite retro 
restaurant! It was all about red upholstery, chrome, 
black and while tile with big neon signs on every wall. 
The big Wurlitzer jukebox was filled with ancient Elvis 
and the waitresses wore poodle skirts and roller 
blades. 

Healthy it was NOT! The only things worth getting on 
the menu were dripping monster burgers, heaps of greasy 
French fries and huge piles of oily onion rings. Did I 
mention every thing was wonderfully greasy and tasty? 
Thought so!

By now the ladies were drifting in, already laden with 
the first upmarket shopping bags. Our waitress Ashling, 
a lovely Irish lass with more than a smidgen of Goth, 
made an intriguing picture as she roller bladed up to 
take our drink and appetizer order. 

Ashling looked intrigued by the table of women and a 
lone male as she looked at me speculatively, saying, 
"Today's specials are on the front of your menus. What 
can I get you to drink? Who wants an appetizer?"

It was quickly a free for all as we ordered. Ashling 
seemed up to the task of keeping our orders straight as 
she wheeled away. I was seated on one end of the long 
table with Diana at the other. Bailey sitting next to 
me was intent on feeding me tiny portions with a 
careful napkin dabbing between bites. Gwen sitting 
opposite her seemed highly amused by Bailey's 
solicitude and my discomfort with the attention. 

Brianna sitting half way down the table looked up 
brightly to ask, "What's on the agenda for tonight, 
Billy?"

There were several nods indicating general attention as 
I answered, "We hang out here at the mall until closing 
time..."

The table erupted in cheers, slowly subsiding as I 
continued, "We stop at Jennifer's to pick up some 
equipment she thinks will be useful. We're scheduled to 
meet our cracker at MCL after midnight. Carol Bonner 
gets us inside and provides the access we need to 
hopefully get to the bottom of Diana's Ron Del 
mystery."

With that Ashling brought our burgers and we got busy 
chowing down. The mall, and the atmosphere in the diner 
had everybody in an excellent frame of mind and the 
table bubbled with good humor. 

Ashling stationed herself at my shoulder for longer 
periods as the meal progressed. Brianna teased her 
about joining my 'harem' and clearly Ashling was unsure 
about the offer. 

As the ladies completed their meals the siren call of 
shopping called them away from the table. It was 
finally down to Gwen and Diana keeping me company. 
Ashling was even more confused as each of the shoppers 
asked my permission before leaving the table then 
kissed me with some intensity on the way out. 

Diana paid our tab while Gwen and I carried shopping 
bags out to the Denali. Ashling looked wistful as I hit 
the door. 

*****

My job was simple. I sat on a bench centrally located 
to the boutiques and my harem dumped shopping bags in 
my lap. I shuttled those out to the Denali. 

Gwen took pity after my hundredth trip out to North 
Parking, leading me into Caribou Coffee for a needed 
respite. Flanked by Gwen and Grace, I sat sipping my 
Latte. 
The empty chair was almost violently jerked away from 
our table. A tall blonde man in a jean jack flipped the 
chair around and sat straddling it. His cold eyes took 
in Gwen's hand dropping below the table. He shook his 
head warningly, saying, "Please don't! It will only 
draw attention none of us want."

THE END

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 38