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Ascent to Power	By : Hot4Gerry Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 5436 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Eight
Lady Anne?

Nadir worried about that young woman, Susan Montgomery. Her feelings were becoming obvious to everyone but thickheaded Erik. When it came to the emotions of others Erik had no clue how to deal with this aspect of a relationship. He was polite and caring to a point but never showed any softer feelings for the young woman. For Erik she was just another learning tool. A willing specimen to study under close scrutiny. He took no notice that she was a warm woman with emotions. It was her misfortune to have fallen in love with Erik. He did not return her feelings. Not that he was cruel. No, he was just aloof unless they were headed into a bedroom. Erik had become quite a cad. To Nadir's utter shock Erik supported four other women and one would assume shared their beds. His bed at home remained cold and unoccupied more nights than not until almost the first light of dawn then he would slink in and crawl into his own bed.

With every dollar added to his coffers Erik's coldness seemed to grow. It was as if each coin received from the despair of others purchased a portion of his soul a piece at a time. With every copper earned the coin wedged a further breech between Erik and his humanity. Nadir was not overly concerned as yet as he felt he was just catching up on all the things he had missed and they could work on his more tender side when he grew used to having all that other men have. Soon he would realize that not only wealth and good times were all a man needed to sustain him. He had to feed his soul occasionally to be truly happy. If neglected a person's soul will wither leaving them with an empty vessel for company. A body needs a soul to be truly alive.

Now he had more worries. Darius and Nadir read the paper each day. They scrutinized each section concerning the social world. They did this each morning before they allowed Erik to read one line of news. The incident when he found out about Christine’s and Raoul’s marriage scared them enough to make them cautious of a further attempt of suicide should there be any news of the Vicomte and Vicomtesse.

Nadir was at the breakfast table enjoying his poached eggs and toast when Darius entered the dining room with more haste than was required. The look on his face did not bode well for a peaceful meal. Lowering his fork he waited for the death knell to ring out ending the happiness Erik had found even if he was becoming a person with less than charitable inclinations. Erik was becoming quite vicious with poor Susan and her clinging ways. He could handle things with a little more tact. Soon Nadir would confront him with the truth and shake some sense into him if he did not come to that conclusion on his own.

"Nadir I just read it only just moments ago. I still am finding it hard to comprehend. She's coming. She's coming here within the next few weeks. It is written in black and white. Can you believe the bad luck? This is Erik’s karma catching up with him. A couple month's grace at most. By all that is holy we can not let this happen. He has come so far. What do you think of that?" Darius could only shake the paper in his hand close to Nadir's face almost clipping him with the edge. If he had his wits about him he would never have behaved in such a manner.

Nadir was prepared for the worst tragedy to befall them. Darius had called him Nadir and the usually imperturbable man was clearly upset and distraught.

"Calm down my friend and tell me what has brought about this case of nerves. I surmise this has something to do with Christine. As I have yet to read one word how can I voice an opinion? If you would stop using the paper as a fan I might be able to read what has upset you so much."

Darius tucked the paper under his arm then placed his hands together in prayer and raised his eyes heavenward. "In the paper this morning is an article stating a Madame Christine de Changy known on the stage as Christine Daae will be coming to London to perform within the next few weeks. At the most it will be a couple of months grace. The last minute details are being settled. What will this mean for Master Erik?" Finished with his verbal tirade Darius grabbed the paper from under his arm and began waving it about again.

Tearing the offending paper from the firm grasp of Darius, Nadir proceeded to read. What he read made the blood freeze momentarily in his veins. The cold hand of dread squeezed his heart. Erik had come far but the mere mention of that little she-devil's name drove him to horrible tantrums and days of moping and pining. They had become very clever in their ways to keep Erik from hearing one scrap of gossip about that young siren. They had even made Susan an unwitting pawn. On days when news of the noble couple appeared in the paper they simply invited the young woman to breakfast, lunch and dinner many days to avoid Erik reading the paper They had no worries she would let something slip as that young woman had fallen so hard for Erik that the last thing on her mind when she was with him was the news or gossip of other couples. Both Nadir and Darius felt shame using her in this fashion. It only encouraged her affections but it was a weapon that succeeded and one they used often.

Why did this have to happen now? He had prayed that Erik would have a few years of recovery before having to face his demon who wore the sweet face of an innocent young woman. In the months since the tragic incident Nadir had come to think that Christine was a sort of plague. Everyone she touched came to an unhappy end. Tragedy and heartbreak followed in her footsteps. Erik was one of her unfortunate victims. The massive audience in attendance for the performance of Don Juan Triumphant were a far greater number of victims caught in the web created by Erik's love and insanity and Christine's inability to tell Erik firmly she wanted no more of his lessons or his favor. All the tragedy could have been avoided with a few soft spoken words to end her association with her Angel of Music but she chose to continue to give into Erik's madness. Most of the time he tended to think the woman encouraged Erik's obsession receiving some sort of pleasure from his devotion and blinding love. The result of a meeting now was too painful to contemplate for there was still the chance of something similar happening again. One meeting with that young woman could undo all they had accomplished.

"Sit please Darius. I can not think with you hovering over me. We must put our heads together and find a solution to this new dilemma."

"Perhaps it is time to move on. Master Erik did say this was only a temporary stop unitl he found a direction he wished to take. Now could be the precise time to think of moving in a new direction."

"I think perhaps you are correct. It will not be easy to pull Erik from this new life he has. He is most comfortable now. He will be unwilling to change in fear of losing what he has gained. As much as I hate do it we must once again use dear Susan. Erik must be convinced that she has been hinting to us that they are going to formalize their relationship. Since she broke her engagement it should prove fairly easy to convince Erik she expects more than what he is willing to give."

"He will not harm the young miss will he? I would hate to have that on my conscience. I have been having dreams of disaster the last few days. I have not been able to see exactly what is going to happen but it involved Erik and another man. I sensed violence and death. Master Erik would never harm a woman. I am most sure of this. Would he Master Nadir?" The tone in Darius’ voice made it clear he was not completely certain at all of Erik’s resolve to not harm a woman.

Darius had not spoken with any strength of conviction Nadir noticed. Was Erik capable of harm to a woman? A strike across the cheek is the most violent act Nadir had seen him commit against a woman. That had been in Russia before they went to Persia. A fire had broken out in a housing unit and several people were trapped. A little girl no more that three had been leaning out of a window crying for her mother. Erik had not hesitated to climb the burning building and enter through a balcony at the side of the building. He fought through all the flames and saved the youngster. Erik had risked his life for that child that he had not even known.

Instead of being grateful for having her child returned safely the ungrateful woman took one look at his mask and she became hysterical and attacked Erik accusing him of trying to kidnap her child. She had proceeded to claw and scratch him wherever her nails could find vulnerable skin. Fearing she would harm her own child he had sat the child down and drew his hand back and hit the woman with the back of his hand. His strike had held a little more force than he wanted and the woman was knocked unconscious. Erik’s guilt ate at him for days afterwards no matter how many times Nadir reassured him he had no choice. The woman had been hysterical.

After an alcohol induced euporia Erik swore he would never lay his hand on a woman again as long as he lived and as far as Nadir knew he had stood by his word.

After recounting this story to Darius he assured him with a firm belief that Erik would never lay a hostile hand on a woman again. Even in his present state of debauchery he believed Erik’s word would still stand.

It was decided they would use the woman’s blossoming love for Erik to get him to come to the conclusion it was time to move on. If Nadir believed in the devil he felt he had surely sold his soul to him.

So they began their campaign. They were both saddened by the necessary manipulation and had to hurt the first woman to love Erik and give him what he always wanted. It could not be helped. Erik simply did not love the woman and he needed to leave this country soon. Who knew what kind of terror Erik would let loose if that woman of doom came within his reach again?

Little by little Nadir let small remarks fall during conversations with Erik. At first Erik brushed off his remarks. Soon though Susan herself unwittingly enforced what he had been saying to Erik. The young woman began to demand more of his time and ask questions about how he spent his time when he was not with her. Erik would not stand for her prying.

A few evenings later Erik was spending an evening with one of his mistresses, Anna. Such an innocent sounding name for such a whorish woman. A beautiful blond woman who was very experienced. She was a courtesan in between men at the moment. Erik had offered enough compensation that she was willing to overlook his mask. Besides she introduced Erik to the art of back to front sexual encounters. With every woman he fucked he learned a little more about the pleasures that he had been denied for so long. He hoped his libido lasted as long as his lust. It would be just his luck to begin to enjoy sexual encounters then his manhood retired due to age or overexertion.

Erik was waiting in her bed now. He had stripped completely except for his mask. Anna stood before him running her hands over her lucious body. Her fingers pinched her nipples until they puckered tightl. She looked down toward his hard cock. She licked her lips. Erik smiled a wicked smile. His hand went down to wrap his hand around his throbbing flesh. As he began to move his hand up and down her breath quickened along with the movement of her hand which had found her clit beyween her folds. Her hips started to thrust more rapidly as did his own. He could feel his own climax nearing. Their strokes were in unison. She threw her head back releasing a loud moan. Damn if he paid her to come before him by her own hand. Well at least not for the first climax.

"Anna come here. Now." She preferred for him to speak in commanding tones. She also had a thing for being bound as he fucked her from behind, not in the conventional opening as he had at first thought. She had introduced Erik to other erotic positions to achieve his climax.

Obediently she came to stand beside the bed. He stood before her then roughly turned her around instructing her in a lust filled voice, "Bend over whore. Serve my cock well or I'll have to punish you." he smacked her backside with the flat of his hand. What someone else would consider punishment she felt as a pleasure. It made no sense to Erik, but he was willing to provide whatever stimulus she required, within reason.

"Yes Erik. Please may I kiss your cock now?" She licked her lips as her gaze hungrily devoured his engorged cock. The damn thing jumped in anticipation of her mouth. Sometimes he thought his cock was a separate entity from him. It seemed to have a mind of its own. A mind that constantly thought it should be buried in some woman's warmth.

"Get on your knees whore. Suck my cock dry. Please me and I shall perhaps pleasure you with my tongue. Would you like that you cock sucking whore?"

She tipped her head up to look at him. "Yes. God yes. Please let me suck your cock now. Please." Her excitement was so intense her breasts heaved with every inhale and exhale of air. He saw her quivering in anticipation of the pleasures to come. Her hand went between her thighs to stroke along her folds. Placing a finger in the center she caressed herself. She kept her eyes trained on his straining cock.

He did not use words to grant her what she wanted. He put his hands on either side of her head guiding her to his awaiting cock. Her mouth readily opened taking his whole length into her wet mouth. The pleasure of her tongue flicking over the tip of his cock nearly brought him to his knees. He withdrew only to push forward all the way to the very end of his cock. Again he withdrew then thrust back into her.

He looked down to see her stroking herself quickly back and forth. Her moaning in the back of her throat sent a pleasurable vibration along his cock. So many things brought that part of him ectasy. Sometimes he thought if he stood naked and a warm gentle breeze blew against him for any length of time he could come with just that gentle stimulation. He would rather have a woman to fuck or suck his cock, but if things ever got desperate in that area it was good to know different things that brought him pleasure other than his own hand.

The buildup of pressure in his cock brought him out of his inner contemplation.

"Oh fuck that feels so good. Suck me hard whore. Harder." As he spoke he thrust his hips forward driving his cock deeper into her mouth. It always amazed him that she never once gagged when he thrust so far into her he was sure he felt her tonsils. His thrusts became harder as he felt his climax nearing. Without having to instruct her she nestled the sack below his hard cock in her hand as her fingers stroked the area just behind them as she knew he liked. She inched her fingers closer to his backside. As she reached the opening she gently probed her finger against his opening. He thrust back bringing her finger inside. She began a thythm that matched his thrusts into her mouth.

With his pleasure escalating his thrusting became harder and faster. "Now whore, now."

Now her mouth was pulling with vigor as her head bobbed forward and back. Closing her jaws just a bit, her teeth raked over his skin in rough stimulation. Groaning loudly he released his spill. Just as she always did she pulled his cock out of her mouth so that his release shot out into her face and neck. She liked to rub it down her chest. What pleasure she received from that he never inquired. Whatever made her happy was fine with him as long as it did not interfere with his pleasure. His now relaxed cock agreed she had done well.

Erik dropped down onto the bed. He needed to catch his breath. She would be seeking her pleasure soon. He could tell her to fuck off or do the honors herself but he was not a selfish lover. He wanted to please his partners even if he paid them for his pleasure.

When she laid down beside him she took his hand. She lowered it to her curls covering her little pleasure pearl. Turning to his side he used his fingers to spread her folds. His finger found the nub that was already swollen from her earlier manipulation. He stroked his finger up and down. Soon her hips were in a rocking rhythm with his stroking finger.

"Oh Erik you always make me feel so good. No one has ever given me what you have. Please put your mouth on me. Use your tongue. Bring me to the point of completion with your hot tongue then fuck me. Fuck me so hard."

Erik obliged her request. His tongue found the place his finger had been pleasuring. He flicked his tongue along her nub then further down he inserted his tongue into her hot, wet canal.

"Oh Erik yes just like that. Fuck me with your tongue. Oh yes! Fuck me. Erik fuck me with your fingers. Fuck me now. Please. Oh God yes! Just like that. Fuck me harder. Ohhhh. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." With each command to fuck her she thrust her hips strongly onto his fingers he had inserted in her.

"Now Erik. I need your cock now. Hurry before I come. Fuck me hard with your cock. Oh yes fuck me. Fuck me Erik. Fuck me." Her thrusts met his hard downward strokes. It always thrilled her that his cock became hardened again so quickly after he came. Most men came once then slept for an hour before they were ready to go again. Not Erik. He was ready to fuck again after only a few minutes respite.

Reaching her climax she groaned in ecstasy. He followed shortly after her. That was another amazing thing about Erik. He never had his climax before his partner when he fucked her. She knew some of his other women. They agreed her was the best fuck they ever had. He was the most generous lover. He was even handsome. At first it was disconcerting to fuck a man that you could only see one side of his face. His prowess in bed overshadowed a little thing like a mask.

A few minutes later she asked if he would fuck her from behind before he left. Erik sighed in mock irritation. Truthfully he had been about to command she get on her hands and knees so he could fuck her in that position. He had found he enjoyed that position only after he had fucked a woman from the front. Perhaps his vanity came into play. He did not know nor did he particularly care.

Anne knew his game. They had played this many times before. She got on her hands and knees spreading her legs to open herself to him completely. She felt him probing her opening. Her breath quickened in anticipation of his penetration. She loved how he filled her so tightly.

Erik entered her thrusting forward until he could go no further. After only a few thrusts she was begging him to fuck her harder. Knowing she wanted him to pleasure her while he fucked her he reached around to find her waiting wetness. He stroked his finger over her erect nub. Anne began to shove herself back against him more forcefully. He let her decide how hard the thrusts should be.

Feeling his own peak nearing he stroked her faster. His thrusts became more forceful as she rocked back against him. Her final groan filled the room as she shattered in her climax. Feeling her contracting around him he let himself come. He grunted and groaned as his moment came.

Knowing his night was complete he left the bed. After bathing he dressed. He left the gift he had bought for her along with the money for her monthly services. Paying her bills was a fair exchange for sex anytime he was in the mood. He was quite happy with the arrangement he had with all his women.

Susan was the exception. She refused anything other than a few small tokens. She claimed she wanted no financial gain from him. She wanted only him. Not his wallet. Soon he would have to decide what he should do about her. She had become quite possessive. He scoffed at the irony of the situation. Once he had been the one obsessed; now it was someone else who was obsessing. Stranger still was that she obsessed with him.
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