Violet moves in
By Violet Seale  (violet_seale@hotmail.com)
Violet transforms the lives of her new neighbours.


Chapter 1 I meet Charlie

Charlie was a really fascinating character.  He looked gorgeous from the outside but of 
course, with my Sijl power, I can read minds and so I knew better.

He had curly blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, a very appealing smile and musculature to 
die for.  He stood 6'4" and weighed 230lbs; every cubic centimetre solid muscle.

I bumped into him on the day I moved into my new apartment on the third floor of a large 
but rather seedy 1930's block.   When I say I bumped into him I mean I did, literally!  I was 
carrying a chest into the entrance hall using my strength, my Sijl mind strength that is.   

Having thought to the chest that it weighed one lb. and that it measured 4" by 7" by 5" I 
had no difficulty carrying it, but Charlie had no idea of this, so he deliberately cannoned 
into me.  I dropped the chest looking cross and exhausted and he offered to carry it up to 
my third floor flat; on the expectation, I presume, of the offer of a cup of coffee.

I was in no mood for coffee, or even for the sexual by-play that the word implied.  I had 
only just begun to unload my belongings from my borrowed removal van.   Charlie, 
however, had other ideas.   Once the chest was safely deposited on the floor he looked 
around at the other pieces of furniture already there and suggested that I put the kettle on. 
He added that as there were no chairs or settees to be seen, we could sit on the bed and 
get better acquainted.

I was on the point of telling him that no way was I to be told what to do in my own home, 
that I had three-quarters of a van full of belongings to carry up and who did he think he 
was anyway, when my sixth sense stopped me.  I always listen to my sixth sense  - it talks 
precisely that!

So instead I sent in a mind-probe and had to fight from reacting in disgust and fury at what 
I discovered.

So I smiled sweetly at him and concurred.  'What a good idea!  I'm really rather tired and I 
don't know anyone in this neighbourhood at all.

Two blatant lies, of course, uttered to convince Charlie of my vulnerability and loneliness.

With that I walked off to the kitchen to put the kettle on using my sexiest wiggle.  In the 
kitchen I activated my internal video & audio surveillance system, which I'd had the 
foresight to install before I moved in.  When I returned, with two mugs of coffee, I found 
that the front door, which I had deliberately left open, had been closed and that Charlie 
was lying on my bed wearing nothing but an inviting smile.  

'Put the coffee on the floor by the bed, darling, and come here.' He ordered.

Now if there is anything worse than being ordered around in my own home, it's being 
called 'darling' by a total stranger.  Resisting the impulse to throw the scalding-hot 
contents of both mugs over his wonderfully ribbed abs, his rock hard quads and his 
gloriously erect cock, I meekly obeyed.

I wanted him to believe that I desired him sexually and that I needed to depend on him.  
No problem with the first; I'd been celibate for three weeks!  That was a record for me 
since I'd first had sex, not long after my eighteenth birthday.   

(See Violet discovers her powers).

At that moment I would have fancied an octogenarian with a three-inch dick if he'd been 
lying naked on my bed.  I approached Charlie slowly and shyly, my brain working overtime 
as to the best way of surreptitiously gaining control.

'Get your kit off then!' He commanded.  I proceeded to undress rather slowly, seemingly 
reluctant but in fact taking every opportunity to tease him with glimpses of my toned, 
tanned nakedness.

I stood before him, totally nude, in the classic shy pose, with one hand across my breasts, 
the other shielding my pubes.   

'Hey babe, don't be afraid of me!  All I want to do is make you feel better.'

I launched another mind probe; his intentions were crystal-clear and 'making me feel 
better' was definitely not on his long-term agenda.

I was damned if I was going to allow him to take control and fuck me his way but I was 
aroused and dripping, having just endured three weeks worth of relative celibacy.

I gave in to my baser instincts and planted the thought in his mind 'You want to be my 
slave, you will delight in obeying my commands.'  


Chapter 2 Violet takes charge

'I really, really want to be your humble slave and obey all your commands', came back the 
answering thought, rather gratifyingly I thought.  

I smiled, lay down next to him on the bed, and said 'Please do your very best to arouse 
me.'
He complied with consummate skill, caressing my breasts with his wonderfully large 
hands, sucking my nipples until they were diamond-hard and sending screaming 
messages of arousal straight to my yearning pussy.  Then his mouth wandered downward 
kissing, licking & sucking my abs as he headed for my steaming cauldron of desire.

Burying his face between my legs and worshipping my cunt and ass with his mouth he 
proceeded to explore the very heart of my femaleness with wonderful precision and 
adoration.

If there's anything I like better than an ordinary guy who knows how to drive me insane 
with his hands, mouth and tongue, it's a built, good-looking sexy hunk of an out-and-out 
villain, under my thrall, obeying my will totally, who knows how to do just that to perfection!

It was wonderful seeing him so aroused, so rock-hard, so needy yet concentrating 100% 
on my needs and desires, on serving me, taking his sole pleasure from doing what I 
wanted.   

 (I am firmly of the opinion that men should never be allowed the upper hand in their 
sexual dealings with the superior gender, they just don't know how to do things properly!)

He was strong and he persisted, I'll say that for him.  I lay there in a seeming stupor, my 
body being washed with thrill after thrill, his hands dancing over my nipples, his tongue 
plunged deep into my cunt, tongue-fucking like crazy and his lips and teeth teasing my 
engorged clit to yet higher peaks of ecstasy.  After about 90 minutes and countless 
orgasms on my part I could sense he was tiring.  I told him to stop.

'Would you like to cum?' I asked.

'Oh God, yes, Violet, my beloved mistress' was the moaned reply.

'Well, I might let you,' I said 'After you have brought up all my remaining furniture from the 
removal van and then told me exactly why you came to my room and what the 'business' 
is that you are running on the three floors of the building below me.  You tell me all that 
and then if I'm satisfied that you've been totally honest with me I'll consider letting you 
cum.'

Two hours later an exhausted, sweaty, flaccid, fully clothed Charlie was sitting opposite 
me on a hard chair while I lounged languorously, totally naked, on the bed, completely 
refreshed after my post-orgasmic sleep.

The room was arranged immaculately according to my precise instructions and I was now 
ready to hear and record the information that I had already gleaned from my mind-probe.

'Well it's simple really, I'm a promoter. I put on shows.' He began confidently, almost 
defiantly.

'What kind of shows do you promote?' I inquired sweetly and innocently.

'Well, sex shows actually.'

'Please go on.'

'I respond to what I'm asked for; I can supply what is required to meet my paying 
customers' needs.' That would seem like normal business practice to an uninformed 
observer but I knew better.

'These requirements?' I persisted.

'My performers have to be co-operative, very co-operative.'

'Meaning?'

'That they do exactly what the paying customer wants, down to the finest detail.'

'So if the paying customer wants to be fellated?'

'Of course, but that would be rather 'vanilla'.'

(For the uninitiated reader, 'vanilla' is the term used mainly by those engaged in more 
esoteric sexual practices for those who prefer 'tamer' forms of lust-fulfilment.)

'I keep four girls downstairs' he continued 'Two are very strong, two are rather dainty.  The 
customers like to see their interaction and interact with them too.'

I lay there keeping a very, very firm control over my thoughts at that moment.  'He 
*keeps** four girls downstairs? The way he said it sounded rather like the way people say 
they keep tropical fish in a tank or hamsters in a cage.'

'Right' I decided 'When we've finished up here, you'll take me downstairs and introduce 
me.'

'Yes, of course.' he responded.

'Meanwhile' I continued 'get those smelly clothes off!  You need a shower!'

He obeyed with alacrity and I could see his dick slowly rising and stiffening, as he became 
aware of my somewhat predatory gaze.

'Hurry up!' I insisted.  He ran to the bathroom and turned on the shower.  The water was 
crashing down drowning out any sound I might make as I crept after him, allowing enough 
time for the water to sluice down his sweaty muscles before I availed myself of them.

(I should point out, at this point, that I am a sucker for water play & exercise of any kind.  
The reason I chose this apartment block was the Olympic-sized swimming pool in the 
basement, which was for residents' use only.)

But I digress!  Creeping up behind the now dripping Charlie I turn him around and spring 
agilely upwards, my hands on his shoulders to envelop his out-thrust manhood in my 
steaming wetness, on my descent.  Wrapping my legs firmly around his waist, I ask.

'How does that feel?'

'Marvellous!' was his aroused reply.

'Carry me to the bed, then!' I ordered, adjusting my legs to classic body-scissors 
positioning as we arrived and, still united, sprawled on the bed.

'Do you want to fuck me?' I asked somewhat needlessly.

'Oh yes! I want to fuck you forever!  I want to drive you wild! I want to worship you with my 
body!'

I tightened the scissors a fraction and he gasped. 

'If you displease me' I added, You will feel my response!'

Charlie did not displease me.  He drove his large pulsating cock repeatedly deep into my 
aching cunt as we fucked, holding my breasts and securing my mouth with his tongue.  He 
had wonderful stamina, driving me to orgasm upon orgasm until he finally exploded, 
pumping his release into my very depths.  

However if he thought that was all that was required of him he was rather mistaken.

'Don't slide out!' I ordered, squeezing and contracting my vaginal muscles until I could feel 
him hardening.  I rolled him onto his back, straddled him without allowing his cock to 
escape its warm prison and began riding him hard and fast.  I could hear him groaning, so 
I interjected. 

'You cum when I permit you, or you will be disciplined.'

As I knew very well, I might have had more success damming Niagara Falls.  Almost the 
moment I finished speaking he came, spurting hard inside my cunt, enabling me to feel 
and relish every pulsating movement of his throbbing cock.

'Oh dear!' I exclaimed smugly. 'What just happened, then?'

'I ejaculated without permission, Mistress Violet'.

I was pleased with his response, as I had not specifically ordered him to call me 'Mistress'.

'Right!' I smiled 'Come here.' I placed a studded collar around his neck and attached a 
lead to it.   Dressing myself quickly in sweats I took hold of his lead and headed for the 
door.

'But!' Charlie began to expostulate. 

'Yes?'

'I'm not dressed! Where are we going?'

'Downstairs to your apartment.  I'm going to show you off to the girls.'


Chapter 3 meeting the girls

With that Charlie and I descended to the second floor and I rang the doorbell.

The door opened slowly secured by a safety chain and I looked to see a beautiful 
muscular girl through the slit.  Well actually, I looked at her glorious breasts supported by 
wonderfully developed pecs.  My gaze rose higher until it reached her face.  She must 
have been at least 6'5" tall.  Her eyes bugged as she noticed Charlie, naked on the end of 
my leash.

'For Heaven's sake, Bella.  Open the door and lets us in! It's freezing out here!' He urged 
anxiously.

'Haven't you got your key, Charlie?' She teased in a sultry voice; before relenting and 
opening the door.

I walked into the most amazing apartment I had ever seen.  It was on three floors with the 
bottom floor being a wonderfully equipped gym where Bella and Gina (slightly smaller than 
Bella at 6' 3" but even more muscular) worked out.  The next floor up, at ground level had 
a street entrance to the side of the building where Charlie's punters could slip in unnoticed. 
It boasted an area that could best be described as a Sultan's dream with muted lighting 
and low couches surrounding a large open space that could be used as an arena, a 
showplace or a wrestling ring.

As I gazed around the other girls came to meet me.   I introduced myself as Violet and 
they identified themselves to me.

Clair was 5'3", daintily built with beautiful golden hair and her cousin Hattie was an equally 
daintily built 5'2" brunette.  They were both dressed in satin bathrobes and I was unable to 
ascertain if they wore anything beneath.  Both Bella and Gina wore posing bikinis.

Bella was a striking redhead with sparkling green eyes and Gina had long dark hair with 
almond-shaped dark eyes that betrayed her Italian ancestry.

All four of them were gaping at Charlie as he stood there, with his head hanging slightly, 
wearing nothing but a collar and leash.

'I can't believe it' Hattie exclaimed, collapsing in giggles onto a convenient chair.

'After all the humiliation he has put us through!' concurred Gina, 'This is wonderful!'

'Ladies' I looked at each as I spoke.  'I really would love to know your stories; are you 
prepared to share them with me?

I decided not to mind-probe them, as I wanted their unbiased responses.  Clair looked at 
Bella, Bella looked at Gina and Gina looked at Hattie.  There was silence for a moment.  
Then Gina said 'Yes' and the other three nodded.  

Hattie added 'You seem very friendly and you are the first person to put Charlie in his 
rightful place.' 

We took the aforementioned naked gentleman by the leash and led him to a hard wooden 
chair with shackles attached.  Snapping the shackles shut, Bella beamed around at us and 
said, 'Get yourselves comfortable, ladies and then I'll begin!'

We arranged ourselves in a circle sitting or lying as the fancy took us.  I looked around and 
felt my nipples tightening and my love-juices beginning to flow, being surrounded by such 
beauty.  But I digress. 


Chapter 4 Bella's Story

'It started two years ago' began Bella. ' I had just been signed up to a women's wrestling 
team based in my home city.  One of the first matches we had was against a team that 
included Gina and we were actually matched against each other.  In the end the match 
was declared a draw so we went off to the pub together to celebrate! '

At this point she looked across at Gina, a reminiscent smile on her face.

'To cut a long story short, we discovered we had a lot in common. Gina had been asked 
the previous week, by her team boss to see if she could find a partner to form a tag team, 
and as soon as our bout was over she had made up her mind to ask me.  I agreed with 
alacrity and so the Bella and Gina, Beautiful Goddesses team was established.'

My brain did a somersault.  So these were the Beautiful Goddesses tag team, who had 
vanished without a trace from the wrestling circuit nearly a year ago! Things were 
beginning to make sense.  My Sijl instincts were working overtime as Bella continued.

'We became pretty successful, though we say so ourselves' Again the conspiratorial 
glance at Gina. 'We also became roomies and more than roomies.  We didn't exactly fall in 
love, but when you are sharing a bed and men who like muscled Amazons are either hard 
to find or very shy, there's really only one option.  There is no doubt, you do need sexual 
release after a high-tension bout.

So we got into a practised routine.  After a bout we would go for a high protein meal then 
go back to our Motel room, have a shower together, gently striving to see who could cover 
the other more thoroughly with shower gel and then rinse each other off, caressing each 
other and testing the other's muscles.

I suppose it was more like mock fighting than lovemaking; we would each be striving for 
the upper hand to see who would yield to her sexual desires first and which of us could 
bring the other to more explosive orgasms.  Honours were usually pretty even with a score 
of between three to five climaxes each, helped along by fingers, lips, teeth and vibrators.'

Bella smiled as she remembered, then went on:

'One day last June, it all changed.

Gina noticed them first, the dainty blonde and the curvy brunette holding up a home-made 
'We love the Beautiful Goddesses' banner sitting three rows back from ringside.  They 
looked very wholesome, almost cheerleader types and I had to fight hard to control the lust 
that rose in my loins and the wetness between my legs as I looked at the blonde.  She 
looked so fragile and yet so, so lovely.'

Saying these words Bella looked over at Clair and the love that flowed between them was 
so tangible that you could almost cut it with a knife.

''Come on Bella!' Gina urged me.  'We can talk to them later if we hurry.  I think the 
brunette is rather gorgeous.'    This was the first time that we had admitted to each other, 
albeit obliquely, that we were each very attracted to smaller, daintier ladies than ourselves.  
Gina grinned at me.  'I bet you a tenth of the purse tonight that they come back to our 
room, another tenth that we make love to them and the third tenth that I give the brunette 
more orgasms that you give the blonde!'

'It's a done deal' I replied.  To be honest I would have willingly paid my entire share just to 
be with the blonde, to hold her in my arms and drive her wild with my lovemaking.

As it was we had a job to do.  I put my mind to the task in hand, defeating two Maori girls 
newly arrived from New Zealand and looking very match-fit.

As it turned out they were fit but unskilled.  Gina and I got into our pre-planned routine and 
after three and a half not particularly strenuous rounds the larger of the girls was caught in 
Gina's awesome Full Nelson, at which point she submitted

We took our plaudits and scanned the seats for the blonde and the brunette, whom we 
saw had climbed onto their seats and were cheering for all they were worth.  Gina grinned 
again, climbed through the ropes and walked over to them and exchanged a few words.

She came back, beaming.  They would be overjoyed to join us for supper in our hotel 
room.  We had, by this stage, progressed to sharing a suite in a hotel that provided 24-
hour room service.  As we walked the half-mile to the hotel we chatted in a relaxed 
fashion.  They told us that they were cousins; that the blonde was called Clair and the 
brunette's name was Hattie.  They explained that they had been following our progress for 
a year but that this was the first time that they had been able to watch us live.  They said it 
was a thrilling experience.  Hattie added blushingly that both she and Clair were very 
physically attracted to muscular ladies.  Suddenly the air around us was filled with 
unexpressed sexual tension.  We increased our pace in order to reach the private haven of 
our hotel room as soon as possible.'


Chapter 5 Hattie and Clair's stories

Bella looked over to Clair and smiled indulgently as Clair took up the story.

' We had been following and worshipping the Beautiful Goddesses for over a year.  I had 
fallen for Bella big time just as Hattie fancied the bra and pants off Gina!  

As we entered their hotel room Bella turned to me and said 'Clair, I have never felt about 
anyone the way I feel for you.  I know that we have not even kissed but I am positive that 
we will be lovers for the rest of our lives.'  With those words she picked me up and 
undressed me very slowly, savouring the removal of each garment.  I then did the same to 
her, with her assistance.  There I am totally naked in the arms of a 6'5" amazon, equally 
naked, who is raining passionate kisses down on my aroused body.  Gina and Hattie 
cuddled on the sofa watching, as Bella fondled me, caressed me, kissed every square inch 
of my skin, before burying her mouth in my pussy.  I was totally and utterly lost, 
transported to paradise, vanquished by climax upon climax upon climax.  My beloved Bella 
gave me more pleasure in that single hour than most women receive in years!

I was able to kiss her wonderful biceps as she held me and suckle her breasts before she 
lay down on the couch, turned us to a classic 69 position and held my mouth to her pussy. 
She begged me for release, while she continued to milk me for orgasm after orgasm.  I felt 
so wonderfully privileged to be asked to help her cum and rejoiced as my lips and tongue 
were the cause of her repeated spasms of ecstasy.

Finally we both lay exhausted. Bella looked at Gina.  Gina smiled, indicating that she had 
kept count, as best she could, of my orgasms.  She and Hattie were already naked and 
kissing passionately.  We changed places, Bella carrying me as if I was the most precious 
gift in the universe to cuddle her on the sofa, while Gina held Hattie above her head as if 
she was about to start a series of reps using Hattie as a weight. ' 

'I cannot describe how I felt at that moment' continued Hattie. 'Completely possessed and 
overwhelmed.  Gina positioned me so that my dripping cunt was above her mouth and 
pressed me up and down, sucking me to orgasm on each downward stroke.  I was 
delirious with pleasure. After countless reps she lowered me, while she was still standing 
so that my mouth was level with her pussy.  I thrust forward and began tonguing her clit 
while being suspended upside down with her fingers still working unbelievable magic 
buried and thrusting deep in my cunt.

Gina and I finally slaked our mutual lust and Gina looked over to the sofa to see Clair and 
Bella asleep in each other's arms.  Gina grinned and said 'I won!'  Bella looked up sleepily 
and concurred.  'You can have all the money you want, I have Clair, and she is all I will 
ever want!'


Chapter 6 Gina's update

We decided to pool our resources' Gina continued, glancing around.  'We were a 
foursome.  The Beautiful Goddesses continued their tag wrestling, touring all over the 
country, but under their own management with Clair and Hattie becoming the backroom 
team, arranging all the practicalities.  This system worked very well in both in our 
professional and personal lives.

It became quite evident to me, over the following weeks, that Hattie and I were operating 
on a different emotional level from Clair and Bella.  They were 'in love', period; and they 
still are.  Personally I think it's lovely, but it's not quite so lovely when mindless, insensitive 
bastards like him force them to fuck their disgusting clients, to bring him revenue!'

She spoke those words in a tone of withering scorn, looking over at the naked, collared 
and fettered Charlie with a sneer of triumph.  

'Hattie and I fucked each other senseless, exclusively, morning, noon and night for the first 
fortnight but then it soon dawned on us that we both liked multiple adventures too!  That, in 
a way, was the precursor of our downfall.  While Clair and Bella went straight home after 
each bout, to cuddle blissfully in each other's arms; we hit the sleazy night-spots, big-time, 
trawling for both men and women to share our lust-play.

So, one day we picked Charlie up, took him back with us to our room and had the best 
time we have ever had with a guy.  He may not look the part now, but can that man fuck!  
He has better powers of recuperation than most women do!'

 I decided to keep rather quiet about my personal experience of Charlie's sexual attributes 
at this point.

Gina went on. 'We were so turned on by him that we were prepared to do almost anything 
he wanted to keep him amused and entertained so when he said that he had some friends 
that would like to meet us we agreed.  He took us here, imprisoned us and then sent a 
message to Clair & Bella which he forced us to sign, enticing them here too.  

He has tape evidence of Hattie and myself engaged in sexual indiscretion with minors, 
which he set up himself, but which he has been blackmailing us with. We have been his 
prisoners for nearly a year.  The nine-days wonder about the disappearance of the 
Beautiful Goddesses has long since passed, so we spend our days here entertaining his 
filthy clients with various sexual activities, for which he takes all the money.

I long to get back into wrestling, Clair and Bella want to get married and buy a place 
together and Hattie wants to manage my career. I want to go back into wrestling as The 
Beautiful Goddess and Bella has even agreed I can use the name. You are the only 
person, apart from the paying clients, that we have seen for almost a year.'


Chapter 7 Charlie's nemesis

There were tears in Gina's eyes as she finished her story, and Clair and Bella were 
weeping softly in each other's arms as well.  Hattie was glaring at her now shackled 
tormentor as a gleam of hope dawned in her eyes.

I went over to Gina, hugged her, kissed her tears away and sent in a very gentle mind 
probe.  Gina's response thrilled me with delight but we had work to do first.

'To business!' I declared. 'Firstly, do you lovely ladies have any personal wealth?'

'Yes,' Bella replied.  We have some money banked, which he has not been able to touch.'

'And have you been paid for the shows you put on?' I continued, knowing what the 
response would be.

'They want for nothing!' came the defiant comment from their soon-to-be-ex impresario, 
sitting naked and vulnerable on his wooden chair.

That comment proved to be rather unwise, as it so incensed Hattie that she rose with a 
scream of 'How dare you!', grabbed a riding crop from the rack, ran over to Charlie and 
began hitting every available area of exposed naked flesh with all the ferocity she could 
muster.

Her onslaught continued for several minutes, until she paused for breath and looked down 
at the sobbing, bleeding apology for a man that Charlie had become.

'Wait a minute, sweetheart!' I interjected. 'We still want him able to function on a basic 
level.  I think the going rate for a year's sexual servitude would be one million pounds 
each, don't you?'

The girls nodded and I turned to Charlie, proffering him his mobile phone that I had taken 
from his clothes before we went downstairs.

'Well. ladies,' I inquired, 'Have you got your account details to hand?' Nods and smiles all 
around permitted me to continue, addressing Charlie.  'Ring your bank, now, and transfer 
œ1million to each of the following accounts.'

'Yes, Mistress' he gulped and obeyed, giving the passwords identifying him as the 
account's owner and attesting to his sanity.

The transfer of œ4million from Charlie's account went ahead without a hitch and I informed 
the girls that the money should be credited to their accounts within the next working week.

'Right, Charlie,' I continued, 'Am I correct that the apartment is in your name and that you 
own it outright?'

He nodded and I held out the mobile phone again.  'Ring the Land Registry then and get it 
transferred to the name of the Beautiful Goddess Ltd'

Charlie complied while the girls looked on in amazement.  

'So, Clair & Bella,' I proclaimed, 'You can go ahead with your wedding plans; Hattie & Gina 
with forming the Beautiful Goddess Limited Company and masterminding Gina's 
triumphant return to wrestling and we can now get down to matters in hand.'

The matters in hand referred of course to Charlie, sitting naked, collared, shackled and 
now œ4million and one apartment poorer than he had been before he met me.

'I think it would be good to keep him as a slave,' I suggested, and was met by four 
beaming smiles.

                            ~~~~~~~~~~~To be continued ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~