A Gift From His Father Ch. 24

She wasn't looking for another friend, but perhaps she could torture the maid a little, she did play a role in harming her daughter April after all.

Realizing that April was out at a friend's trying to get caught up on the classes she'd missed and would be late, Candace decided it was time to play with her new maid.

Linda had worked a full day in only a few hours. Her muscles ached, but she was convinced that she'd worked hard and that her new mistress was pleased with her work. She knew that she'd have to work even harder tomorrow, she'd fucked up and lost her last job, she didn't remember why, but that it was her fault. She wouldn't make the same mistake twice, she needed this job.

She was looking forward to a restful sleep, but she needed to wash the sweat and dirt off her body first. She stripped off her clothes and looked at her soiled and damp white cotton panties. How plain she thought, her taste ran more to the sexy lace and silk, but then she was just a lowly maid lacking the resources for anything that sexy and naughty. She brought them to her nose and sniffed. She was stunned that her own scent turned her on, the scent of a woman. Was she into women? She couldn't remember. She tried to imagine a hard cock, it too turned her on, but she couldn't put a face with the cock she was imagining. It was a nice cock, too. It was a little larger than average, brown and thick. She found herself licking her lips, and dropping her panties, she began to caress her naked breasts and play with her slick pussy. A small moan escaped her lips, just then she realized that the bedroom door had opened and she looked up to see her mistress and boss staring at her with a funny look on her face.

Linda blushed as she realized that she was caught, but wasn't sure how to react. Her privacy had been violated. She didn't knock. She should have knocked. She didn't want to stop; it was beginning to feel good. She had to say something. She wasn't modest, never had been. She continued. Candace didn't say anything, just watching silently. That seemed to turn Linda on more, but she didn't want to come, it just felt good. It had been a while since she had had sex, hadn't it? Besides she didn't want to be fired.

"Hmmm, is there something that you wanted?" Linda said as she continued to pleasure herself.

"I knocked, but I guess you didn't hear me." Candace lied and using her mind control influence made Linda believe her.

"I am sorry. I guess I kind of got carried away," Linda said. Removing her hands she stood straight, hands by her sides, until she saw her discarded panties. She reached down for them to use to wipe her damp fingers. "Do you need something?"

"Oh she's good, this one." Candace thought, "But let's see how you respond to my will."

"Dear, you asked me to come up and see you and give you feedback on your day, don't you remember?"

"Damn," Linda thought, as a confused look filled her face. "How could I have forgotten that?"

"Or perhaps you just wanted to get me alone in your bedroom and started without me." Candace used her power to confuse the poor girl. "I saw the way you were looking at me earlier. It's nothing to be ashamed of; I have to admit that I was wondering what you looked like naked."

"Did I really intend to seduce my new employer?" Linda wondered.

"Come," Candace said and took Linda by the hand, "let's review your day." Candace sat on the bed, folding her left leg underneath her, and had Linda sit facing her. She sat on her bed and folded both her legs in front of her, Indian style, giving Candace an unobstructed view of her pussy.

Candace began going over the housework that Linda had accomplished, and then talked about the meals she'd prepared and how much she enjoyed them.

"But it was never about your ability to do the job, was it Linda? It was about sleeping with your former employees. You are just a little nymphomaniac aren't you? You think I didn't check your references. You nearly destroyed that family. You fucked every one of them, father, mother, sisters and brother. Worse still, you arranged for them to have incest with one another until it was all one big orgy and nothing else got done. And you called me up here to seduce me, too. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Linda's eyes swelled large at hearing Candace reveal what she'd done to get fired. "I don't know what to say, mistress. I guess I am just addicted to sex. I can't help myself. Please don't fire me. I really need this job."

"I'll tell you what, Linda. I understand what it must be like to be addicted to sex. But, you will not destroy my family. April is completely off limits. I don't even want you speaking to her. You can nod and smile. Pretend that you don't understand or speak English. If you do that I will let you eat my pussy every now and then and if you do a good job, I might reciprocate. But this will be our little secret. Do you accept my terms? You will still do all your other work, but when time permits we will spend time together."

"Oh mistress, that would be wonderful."

There was that word again. Candace liked being called mistress; it made her feel powerful. "Not so fast. Let's see if you're any good at licking pussy. Get over here and I will give you a try."

Candace stood and lifted her dress, revealing her naked ass and pussy. Linda jumped quickly off the bed and fell to her knees, putting her face in Candace's lap. She found Candace's pussy and began lapping it with her tongue, then using her fingers, spread her pussy lips.

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Normally it would have taken them twenty minutes to reach Dinah's home, but aided by John's phasing technique and Elizabeth's talented driving, they arrived in a little over eight minutes.

Inside the house Chance was holding his own, but was bleeding from his nose and had several cuts across his abdomen. The petite woman however, didn't look as if she'd broken a sweat.

He wasn't able to land a blow despite getting right on top of her several times, only to be thrown across the room, which now looked like a war zone. There were several Chance-sized holes in the walls where pipes were leaking water and sparks were flying. Chance was trying to climb out of the latest crater when the little woman stood in front of him. She was about to deliver the final blow when she hesitated. She seemed to sense something and yelled at the frightened Dinah, "You're in league with him?"

She looked left and right, took a step forward and then back, then she spun and disappeared just as John and Elizabeth broke through the door to find the half-naked Dinah helping Chance to his feet.

John quickly accessed the situation and felt a void, the absence of a presence that he felt he should know, something was familiar to him.

He shrugged it off and joined Dinah as she helped Chance to his feet. It was over now and the adrenaline that was feeding him faded, making his injuries more apparent. He collapsed to the floor. Dinah screamed and attempted to help the giant.

"Who did this to you?" John asked as he began to assess the extent of his agent's injuries. Using his special vision he saw cracked ribs, internal bleeding and a punctured lung.

Chance tried to speak, but wheezed that he didn't know. But she fought like John and he had when they first met.

Elizabeth moved through the house, amazed at the damage and that the house was still standing. She realized that the faint sound she was hearing was the creaking of the walls. She rushed back to the group.

"Boss, the place is not stable and likely to cave in at any minute. We should get Chance out of here before the whole place falls apart." Dinah looked around at her once lovely home and for the first time in her life, shrugged it off. She was more concerned for Chance than with any material things.

John said, "No!" He closed his eyes and concentrated. There was a shaking and rattling noise, Elizabeth squeezed her eyes shut. The grand house creaked and groaned. Then the noise and shaking ceased. Elizabeth opened her eyes and the house appeared to be completely restored to its undamaged state, even the front door was like new, as it was prior to John breaking through it.

Chance was wheezing louder now and although she noticed that her home had been completely restored, Dinah didn't leave Chance's side and looked over to John who took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

Chance grunted loudly and gripped Dinah's hand tightly. He took a deep breath. The rattle in his lungs seemed to have dissipated. Dinah looked down at his torso and watched as cuts stopped bleeding, closed and then disappeared, not leaving so much as a scar. Chance's breathing returned to normal and he opened his eyes. He'd had them closed tightly as he endured the pain. He smiled up at the relieved Dinah.

She bent low and kissed him deeply; Chance kissed her back, but broke the kiss after a few moments, knowing John needed answers. He jumped to his feet from the prone position on his back, starling the woman at his side.

"Can you tell me who attacked you and why?" John asked the giant.

"I do not know, but she does," he said as they both turned to look at Dinah. She was still dressed in her see-through robe, her naked body shining as she rose to her feet to answer her master's questions.

"Her name is Esmeralda. She was my former mistress's mistress. They recruited me together, years ago. I believe she was here looking for my former mistress," Dinah said without being asked. "She seemed to have vanished just moments before you broke through the door. She looked a little concerned and accused me of being in league with you. Do you know her?"

John had a puzzled look on his and he asked Rocky, "A mistress of one of the rings?"

"Without a doubt," Rocky replied. "To be more precise from the sounds of the description, she must be the Mistress of the Ring of Truth."

"Great," John said as he moved around the house admiring his work. Then he decided. "Chance, help Dinah pack, she can't stay here. Elizabeth, have any plans for the next twenty-four hours?"

"Just need to make my quota, nothing that can't wait. What do you have in mind?"

Chance and Dinah collected her essentials, talking very little. Chance suggested that she better put on clothes; he didn't know what John had in mind, so she'd better be ready for anything. She pulled on a black skirt that hugged her ass, a white sweater that revealed enough cleavage that a blind man could see and a pair of black Jimmy Choo 'Gypsy' over the knee boots that hugged her legs and must have cost well over a grand.

Her essentials consisted of four pieces of luggage, her computer bag, and other electrical devices which would never fit in Chance's sports car. John smiled when they arrived at the door and the look on Chance's face was priceless. John reduced the bags to the size of dice, picked them up and handed them to Chance who stuffed them into his pocket and thanked him. John told him that when he was ready they would return to their normal size.

They all walked out to the cars and sped away. John called Chance after traveling a mile or so and told him he could put Dinah up in a hotel or take her home with him, his choice.

He knew that she'd like to come home with him, so he decided on a hotel. He didn't want complications. There was a Courtyard not far from his place and the manager owed him a favor, he knew there'd be a suite available.

John drove Elizabeth's car while she sat in the passenger's seat not saying a word. He engaged Rocky. "I know how he did it," he said. I know how he was able to escape from the ring. He conditioned my mind as a little boy. I saw it when I was in mother's mind. All the coaching all the intimate time together, it was just a means to an end."

"Don't be so hard on him," Rocky said. "He is brilliant, and very good at long term planning. You were his safety valve. Did he use you? Perhaps, but only as a last resort, unless he knew that he would eventually be imprisoned."

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After she was certain that they had left, she rematerialized. Esmeralda stood in the restored house and walked through it looking for clues. She had almost had to do battle with the Master of the Ring of Power. That is what must have happened to her sister. Fought and lost and is certainly dead. She couldn't risk going up against that power alone. She continued to talk aloud, trying to figure things out. She would learn the truth of it.

As she continued to pace she detected a presence. "You thought that I wouldn't detect you, but you are mistaken!" she yelled, and like pulling a sheet off a piece of furniture she de-clothed Elizabeth, making her visible again.

Esmeralda smiled and said, "And whom do we have here? Yes, I did see you leave and drive away, but that was just a decoy wasn't it. Come here let me have a closer look at you."

Despite her best efforts, Elizabeth was helpless to resist and took several steps until she was standing directly in front of the petite woman.

"That's a good start, but I said I wanted to have a better look at you." With that phrase said, Elizabeth's clothes were ripped from her body as if some invisible force pulled from all angles leaving her completely naked and her clothes tattered and shredded at her feet.

Looking her over, Esmeralda saw the glowing jewel between her legs. "Just as I thought, you're his, or should I say, were his. You belong to me now. On your knees."

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