Kindred Spirit Lodge Presents

Killian's Dream


by Shasa, Killian, & tris
May 19th~May 25th, 2002

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(Shasa) --

She tossed fitfully beneath the covers, furrowed brow revealing her thoughts to be painful. Her eyes flew open, and she swallowed the name of her Caitlin before the cry could pass her lips. The tears came quickly, but Killian brushed them away in frustration.

Anger often warred with sorrow and love for dominance of the girl’s memories of her warrior, and tonight, she hadn’t the strength to defend her hopes of reuniting with her first love. So instead, she turned her thoughts to the new women of the lodge, and hoped that they would like their new home. She made a mental note to make an extra effort to make sure they had all they needed and wanted.

Perhaps she would seek Tris out to assist her. She smiled at the thought of her dearest friend. Killian rolled onto her side, and cuddled a large pillow under her arm. Closing weary eyes, she again tried to sleep.

The memory came unbidden, and as it brought a smile to her face, Killian yielded to it. It enveloped her, and she drifted off, finding memory and fantasy tangling together in an erotic dance.

Tris was sitting contentedly on the lap of the sensuous Shasa, as Killian posed her question to the first patron of Ikarias’ new Shoppe. “Is there anything else we can do for you?”

The leering grin she witnessed stopped her heart for a moment, but it quickly disappeared, and the newest visitor to the Lodge once again smiled charmingly.

“I should like to see all of my purchases.” Shasa responded, gesturing towards the boxes remaining on the bed. Killian’s relief was short-lived, as the patron pinned her with piercing green eyes. “Modeled for me.”

Killian was stunned to silence, but the eyes that had indicated that this was an order, not a request, humanely released her and turned to Tris. Doe eyes widened as she watched Shasa’s hand move to the back of the small one’s neck and pull her gently towards full and waiting lips. A deep, teasing kiss followed, and Killian felt her knees weaken. Tris moaned softly into Shasa’s mouth, and was rewarded with a caress to a swelling breast.

A blush made its way up Killian’s face, yet she seemed unable to tear her eyes away. She watched as Shasa’s passions were stoked, and the green of those piercing eyes darkened. She licked her lips and found the rise and fall of her own chest matching the ragged breathing of Tris. When the lusting eyes turned towards her, Killian sucked in her breath.

Shasa, the self-proclaimed slut, frowned. “Was there something you didn’t understand, Killian? I want you to model my selections for me. You will get undressed and do so, immediately, please.”

Shasa returned to kissing Tris, obviously expecting to be obeyed. Killian felt her stubborn pride raise, yet the heat from her center made her wonder why she resisted. Green eyes rose to watch Killian, even as the little Tris devoured her luscious mouth. Shasa opened Tris blouse and took a small, firm breast into her mouth. Tris arched, thrusting her tits firmly forward, and Killian felt her own hand move towards her bosom.

Shasa pushed Tris back gently, and cocked her head towards the blushing woman who watched. “Killian, come here.”

The lass hesitated. Shasa’s right hand absently teased Tris’ nipples as she watched the conflict playing out in front of her. Killian couldn’t decide what was more bothersome: Tris being handled right in front of her, the newcomer who seemed to believe she had the right to do so, or the fact that she was enjoying the show.

Shasa smiled. “Killian?” Wide eyes met green. “I believe I asked you to come over here.”

Killian spoke before thinking, as was often her custom. “We didn’t come here for this.”

Shasa grinned. “Then aren’t you lucky? Such unexpected pleasure?” Sensuality dripped from the slut. “You asked me what you could do for me, Killian. I answered honestly, expecting that you would honor my request.”

Shasa stood and placed an unhappy Tris on the bed, and turned to face her friend. “Do you not feel desire to please me, Killian?” Shasa pulled Killian to her, and kissed her soundly. The wench tried to pull away, and failed to notice the smile fading from the slut’s very eyes. “Or is your intention to tease me with the offer, and mock me with disobedience?”

“Let me go!”

“You may go, after you have modeled my purchases, and not one moment before!” Shasa hissed.

Killian fought valiantly, as she was pulled across the slut’s lap. The first strike came fast and hard, and she bucked hard enough to almost break free of Shasa’s grip. But the slut adjusted quickly and began to spank Killian with renewed fervor.

Angry curses and shouts began to give way to desperate pleas, and after another series of hard swats, Killian began to cease her struggles. Shasa’s voice came to her. “Killian, will you do as I asked?”

A defiant voice that Killian recognized to be her own yelled, “No!”

Shasa held Killian in place, but stopped striking her. “Tris, come here.” The little sub crawled across the bed to the slut, tears dampening her cheeks. “Remove her clothes for me.”

Killian looked up defiantly, and Tris looked scared for a moment…but a warm smile and nod from Shasa encouraged her, and she removed her friends clothing as directed. “Thank you, lass.” Shasa kissed the girl deeply. “Would you do one more thing for me?” Tris nodded. “Remove the rest of your own clothes, and go back to sit in my chair there.” Tris did so, and waited for further instructions. “Now, I have to finish here, but I want you to be ready…keep those tits hard for me, please?”

Killian saw the struggle with shame that Tris had, and began to fight again. Shasa responded with ten stinging slaps on her beautifully naked ass. Then the slut pulled Killian’s head up by her hair and forced her to see that Tris was indeed touching herself as the slut desired. But the swats came down once again to her enflamed cheeks, and her eyes closed tightly as she cried out in pain.

The spanking continued without mercy until she began to sob, and it seemed the fight within was gone. Shasa’s hand stopped, and a gentle hand rubbed her ass, sending a burning tingle across the surface. Killian could feel the heat between her legs growing, and in retrospect, Shasa’s request seemed to not be such a bad thing.

Five stinging slaps struck her sensitive globes, and Killian found herself jumping again. When the gentle hand returned, a soothing voice accompanied it. “Killian? Will you do as I asked?”

“Y-yes?”

Five more stinging slaps, and again the question came. This time, Killian answered firmly. “Yes! I’ll model everything you bought!”

Shasa released the girl, and she jumped up and away from the slut, hands covering her sensitive bottom. Shasa simply nodded and thanked Killian, then moved to the head of the bed and sat back down. She motioned for Tris, and the naked little sub immediately came to her and began to loosen the slut’s britches.

Killian grabbed a box and opened it, pulling out a green sleeveless t-shirt that said, “I heart Klancy” and pulled it over her head. When her eyes emerged from the fabric, she saw the little sub pulling a large cock from the tight leather pants of the slut. The heat of desire once more flowed through the defiant girl, but she turned away quickly and opened the next box. A pair of red, “Spank Me, I’m Killian” panties mocked her, and she groaned at the thought of putting them on her sensitive bottom. But she endured the pain, and ignored the wetness she felt as she pulled them up.

“Killian, turn around and come here.”

She swallowed, and turned around to the sight of Tris slowly riding Shasa’s cock. Her mouth went dry, and she stood motionless as she watched the young body sliding up and down the slick phallus. Shasa’s hands guided her hips, and her lips suckled a tight nipple, but her eyes were on Killian.

Killian caught her breath, and met the lusty gaze that held her. Shasa released the tit and again addressed Killian. “Come here.”

Killian took uncertain steps towards the couple, and stopped an arms length away. Green eyes appraised the lass, and the slut’s model dropped her eyes to the floor. “You’ve a beautiful body, lass. They look good on you. What do you think, Killian, hmm?”

When an answer wasn’t forthcoming, Shasa lifted a hand. “Come to me. I wish to feel what I’ve bought.”

Killian came so close that she could feel the movement of air as Tris pumped herself. Shasa looked warningly at Tris, and the girl released a pouty moan, as she slowed her hips once again. Shasa raised her fingers to touch the shirt. “Mmm, nice and soft. How do the panties feel, Killian?”

No answer.

“Turn around.” Killian did so, and received a sound slap to her backside. She yelped and struggled to remain in place. “Face me.” Killian turned back around, and Shasa smiled. “I guess I’ll have to find that out for myself, too.” Shasa’s fingers grazed Killian’s inner thigh, and slowly moved towards her center.

Killian trembled and bit her lip, before yielding. “The panties are silk and smooth, and…cool on my bottom, even though it burns.” Shasa’s fingers stopped their movement. “Thank you, Killian. Would you tell me one more thing, please?”

Killian nodded, her eyes on the floor. “Tell me if you think Tris has had enough of this maddeningly slow pace, please. Take a look at her. You can ask her if you’d like to, but tell me…do you think she’s ready to take herself higher?”

Killian thought she’d die. She looked at her closest friend, whom she loved, more than family, and saw the need in her eyes. “Please Killy!” Tris moaned.

Killian swallowed. “Yes, Shasa. She’s ready.”

“And what about you, Killian?”

Killian’s eyes widened, and she looked as if she might bolt.

Shasa laughed lightly. “Stay still, Killian, or Tris will suffer the consequences.” Shasa’s fingers began to move once again, and when the slut felt the wetness of the panties Killian wore, she groaned. “Killian, my lovely wench…you are very wet. Why is that? You seem to dislike this situation, so I find myself horribly confused.”

Killian again looked at the floor, and a lovely blush crept up her neck.

Shasa smiled. “Perhaps you don’t dislike this as much as you pretend.” The slut turned her eyes to Tris. “My dear, good girl…you’re doing so well. I know it’s hard for you to be patient. But once Killian strips and returns to stand right next to you, you may ride my cock as hard and fast as you want until you come. And when you come, you will thank Killian.”

Shasa’s eyes returned expectantly towards Killian. “Well? Will you please your friend, or disappoint her?”

Tris begged for her release. “Please, Killy! Strip! Do whatever she wants!”

Killian stripped and returned to stand beside the pumping hips of her sub sister. Tris began to fuck herself with abandon, and Shasa pulled her tightly in, biting down on the small tits that jutted out so prettily. The moans came loudly, then, and Tris’ pleasure was unmistakable.

Killian stood with a curious mixture of shame and want, trying to ignore the fucking that was only a breath away. She jumped as she felt Shasa’s hand grab her burning ass and pull her closer. Green eyes filled with desire looked up at her, and she felt her center release more of her own nectar.

“Legs apart, Killian.” The beauty complied. Strong fingers felt her slippery folds, and dear Killian gasped. Her nipples tightened painfully, and she closed her eyes, as she began to throb for the touch to move within.

Tris was now crying out her pleasure, and Shasa closed her eyes briefly to fend off her own orgasm. “Tris, tell me what you are doing to me.”

“Fucking you, Shasa!” Tris wailed out

Shasa’s fingers stroked Killian's wet pussy. “And you know that Killian is here, watching us fuck?

“Yes, Shasa!” Tris tits bobbed as she pounded her pussy onto Shasa’s cock.

“Do you think Killian wants to be fucked, Tris?” Shasa’s thumb swirled around Killian’s clit, and she felt the wench begin to move her hips…seeking. Shasa’s fingers stilled at the opening to her hot tunnel.

“Yes, Shasa, yes!” Shasa’s free hand moved from Tris’ hip to her clit, and Tris began to scream.

“Do you want me, Killian?” Shasa felt the girl’s thighs quiver. “Do you want to be loved and touched, as I’m loving Tris? Killian, I want you to say yes…but I want you to mean it. Do you?”

  (Shasa)

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(Killian) --

Killian moaned with a deep ache. her legs were shaking, and the young spitfire didn't know how much longer she could hold out.

"yes." Came the small reply.

"Yes, what, Killian?" Shasa's fingers burrowed deeper into the luscious sub. "Louder, please."

Killian could stand it no longer. "Yes, Shasa. I want you. Now."

The dream opened, closed, and opened again, circling the threesome with red and gold light. Killian wasn't sure where she was, but the fire in the fire place was roaring very close to her.

Killian looked to her left to see Tris' lithe form, naked and glistening, attached to her left breast. Killian closed her eyes and arched. She slid her hand down to touch herself, but found it gripped and moved above her head, with the other hand.

Shasa sat with knees on either side of Killian's body. The tall sailor reached over Tris, and bound Killian's wrists to the chair.

Rug. They were laying, all three naked, on the rug, next to the fireplace.

"A delicacy you are, little sassy lass. One I am going to enjoy. Spread your legs, please."

Killian did as she was told, as if her body was reacting on its own to Shasa's voice.

Tris bit down, causing Killian to arch again. just then, the Slut grabbed her hot ass, and shoved herself deeply inside.

"Unh." Killian wasn't sure whether to scream, or moan from the pain. She did both.

The fucking was slow and sensuous. Even the cool hands pressing into her hot flesh, heated her with desire.

"Tris, allow me, please."

Killian moaned as Tris' lush mouth pulled away from her right breast, only to be replaced with Shasa's body.

Breasts pressed into her own as a warm and delicate mouth slid against hers. A tongue, gentle at first, then increasingly insistent, eased into her.

Killian got lost in the kiss.

She heard a scream, off in the distance. It took several moments for her to realize it was coming from her. The orgasm flooded her senses with a suddenness that nearly overwhelmed her. Still the pumping continued.

This time, Killian sensed herself going over. She arched up to meet the strong thrusts of the Sailor.

Shasa chose this time to let loose, biting down possessively on Killian's neck.

Killian screamed again, enveloped for a third and exhaustive time.

The sub collapsed onto the rug as she felt Shasa pull out.

She felt herself lifted into strong and surprisingly soft arms. She let her head drop down to a shoulder.

Down the hall she was carried, as tris followed, holding her hand.

Killian felt pillows, and down, and the gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Well done, Killian."

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Killian woke to darkness. Had she been dreaming? she wondered. She reached over and lit a candle. Tris was indeed in bed next to her, curled up with the stuffed bear that Nessa bought for her at a fair.

Killian felt her bottom. It was indeed hot. What was going on. Wasn't Shasa away?

Just then, Killian saw it. A flash in the darkness. she rubbed her eyes, and it was gone. She slipped out of bed to see if she had left the curtains open.

On the table, sat a single white rose. Killian smelled it. Just cut, she thought to herself.

Killian took the rose, and walked over to the window. The curtains were indeed closed. She opened them, and opened the window. A warm spring breeze wafted in, carrying the fragrance of lilacs.

All was silent. She smiled.

   (Killian)

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(Killian) --

Killian laid naked in bed, with Tris cuddled in close to her. The lass was still affected by her enthralling dream. Music, she heard. Many voices ringing out with pleasure. She looked again at the rose, hoping it is still there. It was. She let out a held breath, feeling the ache between her legs growing.

Killian leaned over and began kissing Tris on her closed eyelids. The little sub stirred, and moaned as Killian nibbled her earlobe.

"Tris." She whispered. "I want to spank you."

Tris' eyes shot open. She saw the look of desire smoking behind her friends' eyes. She swallowed as she felt her own core convulsing at the thought.

Before Tris could answer, Killian had pulled her into an embrace. Their lips met at the bidding of no one other than themselves. A slow, tenderly lush kiss.

"Open your legs, honey. Let Killy feel what your answer is."

Tris laid her head on Killian's shoulder as a blush crept up from her hard nipples.

"Ok, Killy." She barely whispered as a soft hand slid to her pulsing nub.

"Ahhhh, my sweet one, you do want me to spank you, don't you."

Killian gently swirled her fingers around her friends wetness, slipping back and forth between folds, being sure to pay attention to the tenderest of aches.

"Yes, Killy. Please. Yes."

"Ok, Tris. Come here and lay across my lap."

Killian saw her friends tears, as she noticed her own. Tears of want, no, need. Tears of need, Killian thought to herself.

"You feel exquisite Tris. You are so very beautiful to me."

Killian felt Tris' response as the sub clenched and unclenched her center, her breathe coming in short bursts. Killian laid her hands full on Tris' bottom, and back. She began a slow dance of touch and caress.

Tris moaned, dropping her head to the bed, and pulling her hands over her head to grab at the sheets.

The first smack was soft, with just enough pressure to make Tris jump. The second was a little harder, but not by much. Killian wanted to feel every sensual move of her friends body. She wanted to feel Tris getting wetter and wetter with each strike.

Soon, Killian felt herself lost in the rhythm of the spanking. Her left hand reached below Tris, as she caressed full breasts. Tris was moaning without break now. Killian could sense that she too was lost in the sensations.

Gaia. Thank you for having Tris feel safe with me, Killian prayed.

The spanking was effortless. Time seemed to stand still as the two subs fell into the love they had for each other.

Killian smiled as she felt Tris' essence run down her thigh. Her own juices flowed out of her as she watched, in fascination as the perfect globes turned bright red.

When Killian heard the first sound of pain coming from her friend, she stopped.

"Tris, I want to make love with you now. Do you want to be on your belly or your back?"

Tris moaned from a deep and sacred internal place. She felt herself being pulled by her friends words, back into the present.

"Tell me Tris, which way will you have me be?"

   (Killian)

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(tris) --

Months passed since Nessa walked out the door and left Tris to live her own life. Tris had to find out what that meant by doing it. Always, someone else made her decisions for her. From where she would sleep (if at all) to what she would eat (if anything) to whose bed she would be in next. All things were decided for her. Then Nessa released her. She fared well for herself. She was not stupid. She understood how to survive but never in the midst of such love as she knew here among the Kindred.

Killian was the most special. From the beginning, when Nessa first brought her through these doors to now, it was Killian who mattered most. Even her deep love for Nessa could not match the soul-clutching friendship she shared with Killian.

Tris barely dared to dream of Killian's touch. A hot spanking from Killian was a thought that lived somewhere in the realms of never-going-to-happen. But it did happen. Just now... here in her own bed. Tris thought her heart might stop from the ecstasy she felt just from the spanking. Now she was being given the choice of just how she wanted Killian to make love to her. It was too much. She lay there in the arms of her best friend and wept.

As was the way of this friendship, Killian did not misunderstand those tears. She knew. She held her sweet Tris for a long time, kissing away tears and whispering soft soothing words. Her desire for the young naked girl increased. She whispered, "stop crying now little Tris. Tell me that you want me to fuck you. I want to hear you say it baby." soft, warm lips traced down Tris' neck. Killian squeezed a plump breast and rolled the nipple between fingers. "Tell me Tris," she coaxed breathlessly.

Killian didn't recall ever doing this to anyone before. Sure, some of the young Amazons she knew when she was growing up, played at these games with her but that was so silly and squeaky and nervous like puppys at play. This was different. She already cared for Tris. She held her in her heart like no other. She insisted. "Tris, say it!" she was surprised at the firm tone in her own voice. It drove hot spurts of feeling to her center. She thought this must be how Caitlin felt whenever she directed Killian to do what she wanted.

"Yes Killy, I want you to fuck me." Tris let loose in a rush of emotion. "I want you to fuck me so bad Killy. I want you to fuck me all day and all night!" She loved how Killian acted on things. She felt her legs opened quickly. Killian lowered her sweet body down on the younger girl and pressed her aching cunt against Tris' own. The little sub's breasts were being squeezed while those little wet kisses kept nipping at her neck. "Oh Killy, yes Killy."

Killian wasn't a warrior. Nor did she ever want to be one. Still, she loved the sense of power Tris was giving to her, almost pleading for her to take. She took a hand away from a tight nipple and reached down between her little lover's legs. The silky wet cum was spread over inner thighs and down that sweet little asshole. She pressed her fingers into hot folds.

Killian forced herself to a calmer, more controlled place. Her fingers lingered at the soft opening that ached to swallow them. She put her mouth to the girls soft ear. "And if I fuck you all day and all night, does that mean you will go to the stables with me when I take Tuttle out? Will you lay across the bales while I fuck you then Tris? Hmm?"

Tris yelled out, "Oh yes Killy!" as at least three fingers were driven up into her.

"And will you ride up in the saddle with me while I reach around you and fuck you as we ride?" Killian breathed into that ear. She pushed her fingers high up into the girl and held them still for a moment, "Tris?"

"Yes Killy ... please give me this ... please do it."

Killian curled her fingers up slightly and slowly pulled almost all the way out. Tris was trying to move to hold them. Killian smiled and pressed them back in far and hard, only to drag them slowly back. She fucked Tris like this for a while and said, "I'll need to be going to the woods Tris. Will you get down over a log and spread yourself open for me so that I can fuck you from behind?" Killian suddenly began fucking Tris harder and faster, slamming her thumb against a swollen clit with each thrust.

Tris thought Killy's words alone would drive her over the edge. When the fucking began in earnest, she could not hold back. She arched her beautiful back, raising her breasts high. She let out a searing yell as her orgasm thundered through her, ripping away all pretense of control.

Killy pressed her cunt hard against Tris' hip and rocked back and forth. When Tris arched her back it pushed her to the brink She let loose her own orgasm as if the whole pantheon of gods watched in approval. She screamed it out to them.

The two friends rolled around that big bed laughing and talking for a long time before Killian got up to head for the stables. She really did have to exercise Tuttle.

   (tris)

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