“Good evening ladies and gentlemen,” began Adam, the head of the company. They all fear him and Exodus had yet to know why. And that’s not sarcasm.
He’s new to The Round Table of Players (The Table for short.) and has never met this guy until now.
They’ed texted over the phone but it was mainly about business. I guess the right word to use is surreal because
He didn’t believe this place existed nor this organization, but yet and still, he sent off the money for fees.
Yet and still he verified his ID to these strangers by sending them the ID number he was given by one of their own to get the intel he needed to do his job.
Yet and still when his accountant and security told him they had his back he let the relief wash over him. Someone making an attempt to hit you with their car and hack your devices will do that to you, I guess.
The past two months had been hell and it was all there fault. That’s what he felt, but it takes two to tango. Times are hard for everyone right now and he had nothing against people trying to get it how they live but “just spare me” was his motto.
He’d suffered almost twenty years of homelessness and self-education in his craft he deserved this break. No one was just going to handover a living, he had to earn his own! Just like everybody else in this world. Wish someone would tell his pursuers that!
He’d just got the job and corruption is already running rampant in this place.
“God I miss my 9-5 already!”
“I don’t miss the pay though,” he thought to himself as he let the four-thousand dollar fabric of his two-piece suit brush up against my inner thighs as I sat down at the huge Oakwood table. Very important meeting from what I was told. Juanita, the Domme who was told to recruit me, said they usually let them bring all of there submissive women and everybody had fun.
Not today. We only had our favorites and they weren’t really going to be present. At least not mentally.
“Glad we all made it here safely!” continued Adam as if things were on the up and up. Glitter and rainbows.
“First things first.” The boss snapped his fingers and every sub seemed to go into a wide eyed trance and stare off into the distance. Some of the had mixed body and eye signals going in different directions.
But they all crawled on the table one by one and sat Indian style across from them.
Exodus’ favorite sex slave is five-two, long hair to her ass Asian chick from Manila. Though she is a slave she looked every bit of a good princess in a tank top, sweat pants and loose-laced heels. As she relaxed her tongue slid out onto her chin like goo and her irises met each other in a cross-eye. If you listened closely you could hear her breathing deep as if asleep and her head nods slowly.
All the other subs had completed the same actions and after a few seconds began to drool on them self’s without a care in the world.
Like I said though they were here there minds were empty, gone. And they were just empty dolls. Exodus noticed one of Akiko’s show dangling off exposing the heel of her bare foot.
A naughty idea flashed in his mind and as if on cue, Akiko stretched that same foot forward with her heel gently landing interestingly on top of his crotch. He tossed the shoes from his lap and began rubbing her foot with his hand.
The old man stifled a chuckle undetected. “Guess the old saying is true after all: there are two sides to every leash.”
“Boy’s a got-damned genius but can’t think past his foot fetish!” Thought Adam, silently scolding his pupil. They were all young and too tied up in there own present distractions and power drunkenness to notice Exodus. The Old Man thanked God for that because he would have been embarrassed.
He cleared his throat and everyone snapped to attention. Welcome to the Order of the Table. All of the sex slaves are safe at the hostels off of MLK and Phoenix. We had to install the package and bring about distractions to the predators by using our best sex slaves. It’s been long to months and it is going to be even longer.
We have no idea where these attacks are coming from, but someone wants in and they are very upset that we told them no. Dom Exodus has had attempts on his life and has had no way to defend himself so we had to have people watching from a far and keep tabs.
Dom Alicia was seduced by some kind of spy guy working for the government-”
This made Exodus look around the room. He’d never met Alicia before but when he saw the eyes of a very gorgeous, very light-skinned Mexicana cast to the floor is education in psychology told him she was the victim. She was five-three without those black heels with the lock and chain toe-ring as platform, matching her strapless, chocolate sundress, and hoop earrings.
Adonis. Senior member of the Table, was siting at the head of the table with Kasey siting in front of him whom he hadn’t tranced out because that was just the perks of being the wife of a Senior Member. Sometimes he’d trance her out with his mind just for fun. He didn’t need to pay attention after all, he’d ordered the meeting.
“-Ladies and gentlemen these things are not meant to embarrass you, it’s too protect the Table and everyone under the table, therefore. Furthermore someone is trying to kill our newest member, Mr. Exodus Davenport.”
Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at Exodus. Son of the legendary Adonis.
Blushing through his melanin he looked to his dad for support but his mom had all of his attention. He smiled and waved at everyone. “Hi.” He smiled. It made Dom Alicia smile at him in return. Everyone did but hers held a bit more interest.
Adonis was so far away from his parents he couldn’t see what they were doing and having a bit of his fathers profession to craft with he could see that Adam was hiding something in the eyes that stared at him. That’s when he noticed Akiko drooling all over herself. He reacted quickly. Snatching a Kleenex from the bundle and cleaned his practice sub’s face.
Although Akiko seemed old enough to be his young mother it was her Ancient Japanese Secret skin care line and exercise that disguised her true age. Which legitimately made her “auntie” but she considered it a win. Adonis could remember many a night with her in the room closet so he understood his son’s infatuation but only one woman had his heart and mind at the point of life he is at nowadays.
Since he was finally found he and Kasey have never left each other’s sides and Exodus could hear them giggling like school children very often. Though he still never told his family where he went and why it was a risk he knew he could afford to take for the sake of his family.
The less they know the better. As long as they believed Darius was the bad guy the safer Darius was from the government. And the safe he was the more wins for the true good guys of this country. The real Patriots.
Kasey’s been a real brat these passed two months since he’d been gone. Thank God he isn’t dead. Exodus didn’t know enough to keep her mentally satisfied. She is the exact opposite today siting on the edge of the Oakwood gently pressed her instep against his reaction through his wool slacks. Softly moaning, and sleepily smiling from his constant kissing of her other stockinged foot.
Guess she might be subject to protocol after all. Her upper lip twitched as she became as frozen as a doll and completely posable.
The head of the Table continued: we have to cleans the table. Starting with you, Nikki.” Dom Alicia’s beautiful but older submissive, Nicki, a pale-skinned brunette stood her fully 6’0 frame at attention from mention of her name as Alicia looked completely lost.
She sleepwalked towards Adam and fell to her knees in front of him.
Next he looked at Alicia. A sub is only as strong as her Dom-“ with a double snap Alicia went into doll mode land completed the same actions as Nicki.
Everyone but Adonis, and Exodus knew what going on.
“This eliminates all lies and contradictions of your women. They all have this default trigger in there minds. But do not ask for the truth if you can not handle it. The objective is to sift through your woman’s memories. Her intentions can be compromised just like a man but she can also be controlled for years without the proper eye.”
There facial expressions were very similar to the ones you see in Vogue magazine. Mouths slightly parted and eyes unfocused as if staring into nothingness.
Could these people be where the idea came from?
Adam cleared his throat and as if on cue the girls relieved themselves of there tops. Revealing very colorful Monarch Butterfly tattoo chest pieces.
“Cerebral.” He muttered the magic word.
Just then something in their eyes shifted. They were still blank but something was different. Exodus just couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Yes, King.” They replied in union.
Stella tell me what happened the knight you were hacked.”
Alicia twitched, blinked rapidly, and froze in place as she spoke in a faraway tone explaining her brainwashed memories in detail.
What they’d done was unspeakable. Mainly because they would have never forgiven themselves had they’d known consciously.
Even Daze a was a very influential country singer. They actually liked him. Which is probably why they were chosen to assist in his assassination. They wouldn’t have to pretend.
Only Adonis knew this about the girls. That’s why everyone couldn’t believe he canceled their scheduled punishment for their participation in the assassination of someone the whole world loved.
He made everyone sign NDAs stating they would not say a word to anyone including them about it afraid it would dig up questions in here mind that they didn’t want answers to. The he stood up neared over both of them and talked in a hushed tone of voice for about thirty seconds. When he was done like ghosts the girls stood and drifted back to there seats fixing there clothes in the process.
He gave Adam the nod and he woke them. “Well we’re all here,” said Alicia, “what’s the problem?” “Actually, this meeting has been adjourned. False alarm. If you would like you may all go to the party rooms and enjoy yourselves.” Said Adonis with a surprisingly genuine smile. Which was actually just well practiced.
Later Adonis, his wife, and Exodus, piled into his Super F150 and Exodus played the Jesus role. “You guys knew about this the whole tie, Dad?” He asked in shock. His parents said nothing as the truck backed out of its parking space and taxied up to the exit.
“What do those butterflies mean?? Why are all the women wearing them??” Still no reply from his parents. They were cuddled up together than the law allowed on the road as they kissed. When the kiss was broken his mother entered trance and lying her head on his fathers chest she fell asleep.
Finally his father darted his eyes toward him after turning on to a clear dirt road.
“Let it go, son.” He said solemnly. That’s a dragon no man can slay. Not even me!” Adonis held a warning in his eyes his son was not familiar with because it was more than a look of father to son. It was a look of man to man.
I brought you in because I thought you were mature enough to understand sacrifices. You know my story about being at the Table!”
“Dad someone was Killed! A celebrity! And we all know who did it yet we are protecting them??”
“Yes!”
“Why?!” He demanded. “Do you like the benefits you have being my son? It’s good isn’t it? I think today you need to realize they can make things just as bad. Everything has an even swing!” He’d shouted that part because Exodus keeps forgetting.
His wife never even flinched.
“More people will die. People did because they can’t mind their business in this business and greedy is there guiding light! They get themselves killed! Don’t be a fool son! As soon as they realize you know more than what they want you to know you’re done!”
Exodus was speechless. He couldn’t believe what he was saying. “Why was it this way? Why do they get to get away with what they are doing to people and why were those girls acting so weird? My mom included” He thought to himself.
Disclaimer: every thing you read from this Arthur is fiction so do not come knocking at his door please. He is just an entertainer.
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