Warrior...Tramp...Madam by LB Anderson DISCLAIMER: The following story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between consenting adults. If you are not old enough (18) or are offended by this type of material, stop reading now. Xena, Gabrielle, Meg, and Ephiny are the sole property of MCA. No copyright infringement is intended. P.S. Meg's Staff however is my own creation, such as: The Pink Lady, Sweetness, Charmer, Sunshine, Cocoa, Pony and last but not least, Myrna (Mom). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Xena and Gabrielle were making their final visits to all of their relatives and friends before returning to the Amazon Village to wait out the Winter Solstice. Every since their joining Ephiny insisted that they returned home during the winter months so that they could have a descent rest from all their unusual activities. Of course, being the Queen and habitually disliking the frosty seasons, had no influence over Gabrielle, none what so ever. "Xena," Gabrielle began while snuggling closely against her champion's bear skin cloak. "Meg requested that we drop by and visit her right before returning to the village for the winter. She said she like to offer us a proposition." Xena ignored her companion. Hoping like Hades she wouldn't insist on dropping by the look-a-like harlot's place. Every time they went to visit, there was always one more than friendly patron that always managed to grope her ass before she knocked them senseless. She hated visiting Meg. And, what was even worst she hated looking like her. "Xeee-nnn-a, are you ignoring me? You know how I hate when you do that. It usually mean that you are none the least bit interested in what I'm talking to you about. Isn't that right?" Xena remained quiet for a few more seconds before snapping, "WHAT DOES SHE WANT WITH US? EVERY TIME WE GO THERE I AM MISTAKEN FOR HER. NO ONE EVER GRABS YOU ON THE ASS BECAUSE THEY THINK YOU'RE MEG. NO, IT'S ALWAYS ME, AND I HATE IT." "Well, you are going to hate it even worst when I tell you what she's proposing we do for her." Gabrielle's voice was so low and jumbled that Xena just knew she wasn't going to like it. The now highly agitated warrior pulled forcefully back on the reins causing Argo to retaliate visually by a nay of her head. "What are you hiding from me Gabrielle?" Gabrielle tightened her hold on her lover and laid her head against her back. She was basically trying to put as many things over her head as possible to muffle her voice before answering. As she pulled her hood up over the side of her face she muttered, "She want us to run the bordello for her while she's gone." Gabrielle said it so fast Xena just knew her creative partner was making up what she thought she heard. "She what?" Xena growled. Gabrielle let out a frustrating sigh and yelled, "She want us to run the bordello for her. "UGH, UGH, NO SHE DOESN'T." Xena tilted her head and shouted back. "We're going home. I don't want people see me soliciting as a twenty-dinar hoe. We are not doing it. Do you hear me Gabrielle? We're not doing this." Gabrielle sat and listened to Xena as she continued to slander Meg's name and her whole operation, before bringing it to a halt. "Xena," Gabrielle said calmly while repositioning her head so that her chin was planted against her champion's broad back. "You know that there is nothing in this world Meg wouldn't do for you. And, you know she would willingly help you in any way she can. So you are going to sit there and tell me that a friend such as her doesn't deserve the same devotion from her probably could be sister." Xena silently contemplated her answer. <By no means did she want to upset her mate. But Meg is definitely going to pay for what she is about to insist on her doing>. She thought silently. "Alright, We'll help the slug. But, you let her know that under no circumstances will this sort of favor come about again. You understand me Gabrielle." Xena's tone was very adamant and grasp. "Yes, my love." Gabrielle answered obediently. "And who knows," the bard's voice dropped down into a seductive drawl. "Maybe we could get into a little role playing. You know how you like that." Xena felt the bard's grip tighten and her mound rock against her buttocks. Xena turned slightly and said, "How far is Meg's from here?" The small queen had extensive training in how to persuade her lover, and role-playing was definitely a delight of hers. "Oh, it's about a candlemark away." She answered. Xena shouted, "Hold on, We'll be there in a half a candlemark." With a click of her tongue Argo bolted like a shriek of lightning. Just as her champion promised they were there within half a candlemark. They were met by Meg and discussed the plan. Xena and Gabrielle were to meet the girl's the next morning. "So, Have you two seen Joxer lately?" Meg asked while rocking playfully up and down on the balls of her feet. Xena snorted and said, "What, did you get the idea we were looking for him Meg?" Meg rolled her eyes at her powerful look-a-like, and snapped, "I don't have any idea why he loves you two so much. You don't respect. You don't care for him. And, you definitely wouldn't die for him. Why does he love you two so?" Meg shook her head in disgust as she eyed the contrasting pair. "I wish I had half, just half of the devotion he has for you slackers. Maybe then I could wipe you heartless supposedly friends from his mind." Xena and Gabrielle sat stunned by what Meg just said. <Was it true? Could Joxer be thinking of them in the way she was implying>? Both women shudder from the thought. <Megs delusional. Joxer couldn't possibly be thinking of us like that. Especially when we do everything in our power to deter those types of thoughts. Although...Both women at the same time began to mindfully sort threw images of Joxer in his most heart-wrenching times. Their happiest moments with him and of course last but not least, Joxer in his unmentionables. "Um," both women sighed verbally at the memory. <Someone ought to thank his mother for such a well put together package>. They thought with a smile. "Hay, do y'all want to include me in on your thoughts? They seem to have you quiet flushed. Were you two even listening to what I said?" Gabrielle cleared her throat and said, "Of course we heard you Meg. We just can't imagine Joxer feeling that way about us. And, just for future references Meg. We do care for Joxer. And yes, we have been in life threatening situations with him and for him. So don't ever set in Judgement on us, because we've known Joxer about as long as we have each other. We were already a family, way before you revealed your, supposedly little secret. If you want us to help you, you know we are more than happy to. But don't ever call us heartless because you know within your own, that we are not." Meg lowered her head, embarrassed of her behavior and assault on her friends. "I'm sorry Gabrielle...Xena. I didn't mean to come across so brash. It's just that I've done just about everything including given him freebies and all he ever talks about is you two. I like Joxer a lot, but even a tramp like me can tell he will never feel for me as he do y'all." Meg's tone of voice showed her desperate disappointment, but was quickly doused when they got back on track as to why they were there. Xena sat and watched her mate mentally disarm their friend without a word. <Gods I love to watch her work. Thinking of work we have a little role playing to attend to>. "Uh, Gabrielle it's about time we turn in for the night. Meg show us our quarters." "Well, if you agree to serve as my stand in, this is your room for the extended time." "Just how long are we talking about?" Xena snapped. "For about a moon." Meg answered quietly. "Ah great, I have to pose as a whore for a month." "Love do you remember what we discussed on the way here. It could be quite beneficial. The job does have it perks you know." Gabrielle finished as her eyebrows dance in an up and down motion. "Ah, yeah I recall our conversation. And you're right it could very well have its perks." The warrior answered while issuing her traditional raised eyebrow expression. Gabrielle smiled and gave her lover a wink. "I'll see you two in the morning then." Meg finalized as she observed the pair making goo-goo eyes at each other. Meg's room was definitely a cozy hump nest complete with ceiling mirrors above the bed. She had bear skin blankets draped upon her more than comfortable queen-size bed. Two end tables adorned with matching lamps. A huge dresser and attached circled mirror. Velvet drapes with matching tie ribbons. A fire place with a bear skin rug including the head. And a ceramic wash bowl on her door length dresser. She also had a closet full of different costumes and pairing toys. "I think this may come second to the Elysian fields," Xena said while remove one of her spanking toys. "Wanna play bard?" Gabrielle removed her clothes and retorted, "Ready when you are mistress." Xena smirked and replied, "Assume it." Gabrielle quickly took her place on the bed and awaited her masters descend. Morning seem to come as soon as the exhausted pair closed their eyes. Xena opened her eyes just in time to hear the faint knock at the door. "Enter," she called quietly. The prettiest thing she had ever seen, outside of her wife that is, came into the room. "I am here to wake you and help prepare you for the day Mistress." Xena felt herself tense from the girl's implication. The girl was about Gabrielle's height. Petite frame but very well put together. Her breasts were perky and full and her hips and buttocks were most definitely ample size for fondling. She kind of reminded Xena of Gabrielle when she first met her. "Gabrielle," Xena prod gently while rousting her partner. The girl paused in her application of preparing their wash to gaze into the bed. Her actions certainly didn't go unnoticed by the warrior. Just as Gabrielle raised her head to issue Xena a rebuttal the girl bolted for the door. "Hay!" Xena screamed, "I thought you were suppose to help us." The girl didn't look back. Xena looked down on her mate and draped the protruding hair from her face, before gazing into her sleepy partner's eyes. <Strange, once I called Gabrielle's name the girl act as if she had seen a ghost. Was there something Gabrielle forgot to tell me about herself>? Xena was beside herself with thought as her mate gently claimed her lips. Meg insisted that Xena and Gabrielle eat breakfast with all the girls before conducting their official introductions. Xena, however did not see the young girl she saw this morning in their room "Meg you sent a young girl to help us get ready this morning, where is she? I don't see her." "Ah, you'll meet her later." Meg answered reluctantly while looking over at Gabrielle out the side of her gaze. "Meg what is all the big mystery about? She does work for you doesn't she?" Xena stated testily. "Yes, her and her sister both does." "Her sister?" "Uh huh, there she is down there." Meg nodded her head toward the end of the table. Xena and the young girl's sister's eyes collided. Yet, her gaze was everything but friendly. She held the warrior's glance with contempt. It was as if she hated Xena before meeting the warrior. The woman had dark brown hair that fell over her shoulders and breasts. Her tanned peeks were more than ample side. She was stout yet well proportioned. Her eyes were hazel, but harbored darken tints as she stared at the warrior. And, she wore a hat that was definitely not one of the usual design for that era in time. It was designed more like a horse rider's hat, as far as Xena could tell. She was quite attractive, but Xena knew she would probably have to familiarize the woman in the new Mistress' Protocol. Xena broke off the intense stare and asked Meg when would they get to meet the girls. Meg told her the interviews will began right after breakfast. Xena was anxious to know why the girl seemed so spooked when she called her lover's name. Meg set up the visiting parlor so that Gabrielle and Xena could conduct personal interviews with each of the girls. The first interviewee was called Pink Lady. The companions watched the entertainer saunter to her seat just a piece a ways from the table and sat. Once seated she crossed her legs to reveal her spicy right thigh. Gabrielle leaned against her partner and whispered, "I'm going in." Xena nodded her approval and lounged back in her chair. She was rather intrigued with her partner's <I can handle this> attitude. The small queen rose from her chair, walked to the front of their table, and propped herself against it. Mindful of her placing so that her mate could observe the interview. "So, they call you Pink Lady?" The bard's voice was alluringly simmering. The women, her partner and the Pink Lady shifted slightly from the octave tone. "Yes, my little Mistress. That-is-what-they-call me." The bard's eyes narrowed as she reclaimed her original height and approached the young woman. The small queen stood arms length from the Pink Lady before speaking again. "Well, could you tell me why they call you that?" Pink Lady rose ever so gracefully from her chair and opened her robe. She then closed her eyes and dropped her head back. Just as she did that Gabrielle began to notice an odd discoloration began in her erect nipples and fanned out over her entire body. When she gazed at the small inquirer again her iris was a scorching pink with just a dark dot where the pupil should be. Gabrielle turned tactfully toward Xena and calmly said, "Honey, would you look at this?" Xena smirked at her partner after recognizing the obvious surprise in her lover's voice. Xena waved her hand in a gesturing motion asking the bard to step to the side. Xena looked upon the woman's body with amazement. She then leaned forward, placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her palms. "I am impressed Pink Lady. That color is quite lovely on you. Can you do that at will?" "Yes, Mistress." She answered. "Good," Xena purred. "Then I'm sure no one will see MY PINK LADY turn pink without shelling out additional dinars. Am I understood?" Xena's adamant tone was quickly received and comprehended. "Why yes ma'am. Your wish, is my command." "You are a good girl, remind me to reward you later." Gabrielle turned her head so that her amusement would go unnoticed by her mate. Xena was going to be great for this role. Next to fighting, Gabrielle knew her partner was an excellent Mistress. <This is going to be fun>. She thought as she ordered their current interviewee to send the next one in. The next woman was definitely a shock to Gabrielle. She was corpulent, very corpulent. And Gabrielle couldn't figure out for the life of her why Meg called her Sweetness. "Meg has told us that you are called Sweetness." Gabrielle looked over the heavy woman's form and retorted, "Why in the world would YOU be called that?" Xena observed her partner's obvious inability to understand that not all women on the escort scene was voluptuous and vivacious. Ladies of the night such as Sweetness was known for their abilities and it was obvious that she could very well specialize in both men and women. Xena allowed Gabrielle leverage with her little so call demeaning tactics, in an effort to teach her about marketing women. "If you allow me, little one, I will demonstrate why I am called Sweetness. Of course, I would need a willing volunteer." Her eyes scanned admirably over the bard's body while the queen contemplated her request. Gabrielle looked back at Xena from her position in front of the table. The warrior indicated her consent to the proposing woman. She rose from the chair and approached Gabrielle. She then knelt at the bard's feet and slowly, yet gently allowed her hands to coast up the queen's legs then thighs to rid her of her underpants. Gabrielle briskly turned her upper body to observe her mate's reaction. Xena's gaze moved reluctantly from Sweetness to her lover's. Xena relaxed and visually relayed her reassurance to the bard. She could tell Gabrielle was feeling uncomfortable. And probably wouldn't allow the woman to touch her any further if her champion didn't approve. Gabrielle took a deep breath and relaxed as Sweetness continued to prepare her for her demonstration. After removing the bard's underpants. She lifted the small queen onto the table. She then asked the bard to turn her body sideways so that her mate could examine her technique and specify her boundaries. Xena observe Gabrielle's mechanics and could tell the bard wasn't really comfortable with what Sweetness was about to do. Outside of Xena and Perdicus, her little queen had never been sensual with any one. "Sweetness give us a few minutes." The woman nodded her head and went back to the chair she was setting in and turned it away from the pair. She was allowing Xena time to converse with her mate. Sweetness thought the whole situation was rather cute. The warrior princess married someone that was modest and monogamous. The entire scenario was priceless. A promiscuous warrior and an old fashion farm girl, were mates. She knew Xena could use sex at her discretion and wouldn't have a problem with it. But, for Gabrielle this was new and she would have to be taught. <Hell, what better teacher for the little queen than her legendary wife, the Defiler of Women. She'll be just fine>. Sweetness thought with confidence. Xena approached Gabrielle slowly while speaking works of endearment. Once she reached the bard she began to caress her legs and thighs in a soothing manner. "Gabrielle, I want you to relax. There is nothing here to fear. And, you know that. We are here at Meg's request. So, that means we are going to become responsible for a group of women and their lifestyles that you aren't accustomed to. They use sex as a tool to get what they want Gabrielle. The better they are the more they will be able to demand. And as Custodians of such an operation we have to obtain the same frame of mind. Everything here, is done simply for profit, and we have to think as such." "Now sweetness there obviously think she has a talent that could be quite marketable. But, first we have to determine if she really does have an incredible talent. And the only way to do that is to have her demonstrate it." All the time Xena is preparing her mate for her first real promiscuous act she continued to caress and massage the bard's body. Ensuring to manipulate all of the bard's most sensitive spots. "Gabrielle, think back on all those times we've betray different people from various walks of life. Your presentation each time was nothing less than immaculate. These roles we are about to assume here is no different from the others. You know a woman of the night is to satiate a certain desire for a price. We are here to ensure that the customer and our product are genuine. As the assistant Madam of Meg's Bordello you have to become familiar with all your girls attributes and deficiencies. You and I control the functions of everything and everyone here. We have the power to say yes and no. And the women here are obligated to execute our every wish or desire. I want to know why they call her Sweetness, don't you?" Gabrielle looked over at the backward turned figure and looked up at her mate. The bard's usual emerald iris, darken. Her gaze was fixed and uncalculated. This was the first time the bard expression was unreadable. Xena wondered if the whole concept of managing the bordello was too much for her. "Gabrielle, we don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can just go on home and forget this whole thing." The warrior didn't want her bard to do anything she didn't want or felt uncomfortable with. "No Lover you're right if we are going to do this for our friend, which just happens to be a Madam, then we can expect to assume her responsibilities." She looked once more into her mate's eyes. "And, I thought what we have been doing was role playing, but this job will introduce a whole new dominion to our relationship. You will no longer be the only one that possesses the knowledge of using sex as a tool. I will become familiar with it also. Ooh, won't that be fun? To be able to summon the influences of the flesh at will…Come here," she whispered quietly. Xena stepped back to the front of her mate and waited. "Kiss me," the bard's eyes revealed a passiveness she had never seen in her mate before. Although her eyes reveal an unnerving force of submission her voice was edge with authority. Xena could do nothing but bow to her unabashed mate's request. "Um," she moaned. "Now, Let's get back to the issue at hand, shall we?" Xena smiled at her lover's newfound characteristics. "Well," Xena drawled before running her tongue over her wife's slightly parted lips. "I've always love that adventurous side of you. It makes me hot." "Later baby, we have business to tend to...Sweetness." The bard turned slightly to pronounce the woman's name clearly. Xena pulled her chair to a descent distant and observe her woman's presentation. Sweetness stopped just short of a step from the table and waited for the small Madam's permission to continue. "Sweetness, my mate and I are curious as to why you are called that?" Gabrielle leaned back on her outstretched arms and ever so gracefully allowed her offending limbs to reveal her honey gold patch. "Show us why?" Sweetness nodded her head as a gentle smile adorned her pudgy pink cheeks. Although she was heavy she had a beautiful face. Her burgundy tinted hair hung poetically over her triple "d" cupped breasts and mid back. Her eyelashes were long, curly and alluring. Actually to gaze into her eyes for any length of time could render a person speechless. Her spheres of vision were stormy hazels with just a tint of celestial joy. Her lips were full and rosy. Just to look upon her face could cause the most depressed person to want to sing winter solstice songs. She ran her fingertips up her petite mistress muscular thigh. The effect caused the bard's witch knob to throb and her juices to pool sparingly from her steamy well. "Nice," Gabrielle said while tilting her head to look upon the woman's gorgeous face. Once her fingers reached the little queen's bent knee, she opened her mouth slightly and revealed just the tip of her tongue. She then proceeded to run just the wet tip of her tool back down the queen's thigh. Gabrielle watched her like a mother watching a child that had just been ordered to clean her plate. Xena sat and gazed upon her mate's relax posture with soaring pride. <That's it baby. No matter how good it feels always keep an expectant gaze. That always rattles the servant's thoughts and bridles their ego>. As her tongue patiently drifted down Gabrielle's thigh her hand ease threw the opening the queen's bent leg currently held and sauntered her fingers over the little storyteller's chamber of love. Gabrielle's stare was unemotional and unreadable. Soon as Sweetness' head was close enough Gabrielle threaded her fingers in her hair and gently tugged her head up so that she could look into the bard's face. "Sweetness," There is no need to prolong our session is it? I'm already interested now enthrall me." Sweetness swung her hair over her right shoulder and held it in her hand. She then lowered her mouth to the bard's drench slit and revealed the longest tongue Xena had ever seen in her entire life. She then ran it softly over the entire length of the little queen's honeyed ground before pushing it deep inside Gabrielle. The bard's eyes grew three times wider as Sweetness plunged her phallus shaped tongue deep inside her small Mistress. The pleasant dipping of Sweetness' organ quickly became urgent and determined. Within minutes the bard was finding it hard to control her breathing. Yet she did, as she dropped her head back her body stiffen and she released with a lingering moan. Just before returning her head to it's upright position Gabrielle panted, "Sweeet-ness works for me. What about you baby?" She looked curiously at Xena whose face was militant as usual. "Yeah, I'd say Sweetness was the effect I've just observed. So let it be written. So let it be done. Sweetness no one, and I mean no one is to sample our tasty forte without negotiating with either of us, got it." Sweetness nodded her head and retorted, "Yes ma'am." Sweetness was truly impressed with her own performance and ecstatic that her two Mistresses favored her services as well. Gabrielle pulled her self off the table, straightened her clothes and instructed Sweetness to send the next one in. As sweetness exited the room Xena called Gabrielle to her. She pulled her young lover down into her lap and compliments her on her first official act as Assistant Madam of Meg's Bordello. Gabrielle thanked her mighty consort with a juicy succulent kiss. The next candidate was the young girl's sister that prepared the wash water earlier that morning for the pair. Xena patted Gabrielle on the leg indicating she wanted to handle this interview. "I noticed you watching me this morning do you care to tell me what they call you?" "Charmer," she answered swiftly. She seems less interested in the interviews unlike the previous ladies. "Well, Charmer your tone doesn't make me feel warm or intrigued." "That because I don't wish to ensnare you, with my talents." She stated boastfully. Xena approached her in a semi-crouched position. "I'll tell you what Charmer until you can play nice and answer my question you won't work. At least, not here and not while I'm in charge. Get the picture Charm-less." Xena reclaimed her original height and walked back to her seat. "Send the next one in. You are threw until your TALENTS change." Gabrielle stared at the shocked interviewee as she popped up out of her chair and snarled, "You can't do this. Meg won't like it." "I just did and Meg will invoke any disciplinary actions I see fit to issue to rude and untrained harlots. Consider yourself grounded Charmer until you can talk to Mommy a little nicer. Send the next one in." "GET HER YOURSELF, YOUR HIGH-NESS," she spat while leaving the now too cramped conference room. "Well, I guess it's safe to say she doesn't care for you much." Gabrielle joked playfully. "She will soon enough. Yeah, she will soon enough." Xena glared at the defiant woman and her abrupt retreat. "NEXT," Xena shouted. The little reddish head blonde that prepared their wash water entered the room and took her seat. "My, My, My," Xena began as she looked the delightful package up and down. "Hello," Gabrielle began. "Hello," the girl replied reluctantly. Gabrielle looked over at Xena and visually revealed that she wanted to interview the young woman. She rose from her chair after patting her lover gently on the thigh. She took her position in front of the table just as the first interview. "What shall we call you?" She inquired quizzically. "They call me Sunshine." The young girl's answer was short and straight to the point. "Well, as you know my name is Gabrielle. Tell me Sunshine what is it that you do?" "I help entertain, Brie." Gabrielle casually reclaimed her height and growled, "What did you call me?" Xena sat up at the table and gazed upon her partner with curiosity. <Gabrielle seems bothered by the girl's playful nickname>. "I called you Brie. Is there a problem your Majesty? That is what they called you among the Amazons isn't it?" The bard's voice dropped several tones lowered before slowly approaching the interviewee. "You seem to know a lot about me, but I can't recall ever meeting you. How do you know me?" "Well, it's simple. Think back when you were a little girl, back in Potiedia. You were standing at the town's well holding a little girl's hand as you parents verbally insulted a crying woman in front of everyone. Your mother demanded that she and her bastard children leave their town. Neither she nor her kind was any longer welcomed in Potiedia. Do you remember that crying woman approached you and snatched that little girl away from you and never to be seen or heard from again." Gabrielle brought her trembling hand up to cover her mouth, as tears began to form in her eyes. "I am that little girl. Do you remember what she called you?" Gabrielle nodded her head still unable to speak. "She called you Brie, because for a little girl her age, your name was hard to pronounce. Remember Brie." Both Gabrielle's hands were now cradling her face. The bard then blindly turned to leave the room that had now became a room of regret and embarrassment. "What the hell is going on here? Who are you? And why did you deem it necessary to turn her into a puddle of tears?" The anger in the warrior's voice was evident. She quickly rose from her chair and approached the girl menacingly. "You mean you don't know?" The girl was mockingly gleeful. "Know what little girl?" The warrior snarled. "So Brie didn't tell you?" She continued her little game of allusion, quite amused with Xena's inability to deal with her partner's distress and the person that caused it. Xena grabbed the petite woman up and slammed her up against a nearby wall. "I don't know what your game is but if you don't tell me what is going on and right now, I will slowly crush your lungs like a grape." "Get your hands off my sister Warrior Princess." Charmer spat audibly while walking toward the feuding pair. Xena waited until Charmer was closer before turning her fury on her. The warrior adjusted her stance so that her and Charmer was facing one another before artfully kicking the arrogant woman sharply under her chin and immediately delivered a two fisted blow to the woman's chest, knocking her half way across the room. Just as Charmer regained her breath and stumbled into a stance the women heard a plea that was so icily their hearts faltered a beat. "Stop it," Gabrielle demanded. She then walked over to Xena and stood between Charmer and her. "Xena is not only my wife, but my champion. She could kill you within a matter of seconds. So don't think she is no threat to you because she not wearing weapons. She is even more dangerous with out them. Do not approach her in a threatening way ever." Gabrielle turned to face the small slumped figure lying against the wall. "Xena is not very good with guessing games and if anyone should know is me. Why are you here Karina?" "What? You mean to tell me, big sis, you don't think this is the life for me?" Xena jumped at the young woman's statement. "Gabrielle, who is she?" Xena asked quietly. "Xena," Gabrielle said meekly as tears pooled in her eyes once more. "Meet Karina, my half sister." Xena's mouth fell open. <Gabrielle had never mentioned a sister outside of Lila. Where did she come from>? Gabrielle responded as if reading the warrior's secret questioning. "My father had a brief indiscretion with her mother. Mother thought she could handle it, until the neighbors began to slight her and spread roomers about our fathers infidelity. Karina and I were together almost constantly when she began to walk. She wanted to be just like me she would always say. Our love for each other grew more and more until we were almost inseparable. That is until Karina and I ran up on our parents in a drooling feud in the middle of town. That was the last time I laid eyes on mine and Lila's youngest sister, which is this young woman that calls herself Sunshine." "I have one more thing to add your Majesty. The term you should use, is ONCE loved each other." The angered girl snapped as she reclaimed her original height, which was the same as Gabrielle's. "I have nothing but contempt for you now Brie. That goes for your mother, our sister, our father and of course your murdering harlot champion." Just as she passed the small queen she roughly nudged her shoulder. Almost knocking the bard off her feet. "Well, that's too bad Karina because while I'm here you are off limits to any customers, or Johns. You are my baby sister and nothing can change that nor my love for you." Karina puffed her mouth filing the space with saliva before releasing an well-aimed spitball at the bard's feet. "That's what I think about your love and your misfit family." She then turned grabbed her other sister's arm and left the room. "That's it Gabrielle, we're leaving." "No! Xena, That is exactly what she and Charmer wants." "Right now Gabrielle! I won't watch her take you apart piece by piece. Meg will just have to find someone else to watch her hoes." "Xena we made a promise to Meg and maybe the fates have brought my sister and I back together for a reason. I won't leave until I am able to persuade her to leave this life. It's not good for her. I want her out of here. I will physically remove her from this dwelling if I have to." "Gabrielle it's her life to live." Xena said comfortingly, "You can't save everyone. Let's just leave." "Xena I know what you are trying to do. Like always you want to protect me just as you always do. But, this is something I have to face. Back then I was too small to have a voice. Now I am a woman who can voice her opinions and have them heard. Xena as long as we have been together you have always served as my pillar of strength. I've never known you to back away from anything, you taught me that. And, I won't run away now. Please don't ask me to leave, not without at least trying to regain her love, Please." Xena looked down into her mates trouble eyes and nodded her acceptance. "Gabrielle," Xena began while pulling her mate into her arms. "The minute I feel that you have given all that you can and she is still unresponsive we're leaving, agreed." The little bard didn't respond. "Gab-ri-elle," the bard reluctantly shook her head in agreement. Xena suggested that Gabrielle go rest for the remainder of the afternoon while she finished the interviews. The more the warrior thought about that afternoon's events the more she began to resent the place. She didn't want to subject her mate to any harsh treatment. Her partner didn't deserve to be treated like an outcast especially with her good nature and positive disposition. After conducting brief interviews with CoCoa and Pony, Xena decided to have a little chat with Meg before she left on her rendezvous. She arrived at the room just in time to hear Meg sing the Joxer the Mighty song. Xena wondered would Joxer be included in her month vacation. The warrior found her self unconsciously jealous of the pair. It wasn't as if Joxer wasn't apart of their wayward family anyway. But, she didn't linger on the thought. If Joxer was to be a part of her and Gabrielle's life in an intimate way fate would surely overcome this pretense substitute he was presently indulging in. Yet, the warrior had other matters to attend to now. "Meg we have to talk." "Ah, hi Xena." Meg squeaked while slithering shyly away from her more perilous counterpart. "Tell me about this Charmer and Sunshine. How long have they been here? Does both of them work for you?" "Well," Meg began while wringing her entwined fingers. "Charmer is quite a ladies woman. Many prestigious locals insist on only being entertained by her. She joined my stable when she was only eighteen winters old. Sunshine was only twelve. She had to make a living for her and her sister after their mother died, so I gave her a job. Sunshine only serves as bartender and waitress. Charmer is very adamant about her kid sister not becoming a lady of the night. So she doesn't do that kind of work, at least not here anyway. "So Charmer is a ladies woman?" A plan immediately began to develop in the warrior's mind. "You do know we had a slight disagreement this morning, don't you?" The warrior said, directing the question to the departing Madam. "Sure," Meg bragged while shoving her clothes into her packing bag. After fastening it, she slowly approached her twin, and shyly extended her arm so that it slightly grazed her arm. "I'm not worried about that Xena. I know you are able to defuse any feud." Meg gave the warrior a playful smile and said, "Don't worry Xena it will all work out. I just know it will." "I hope you're right because, I would hate to have you come home to find a bunch of your assets killed by me." The warrior joked. Xena, Gabrielle and the girls saw Meg off to began her escapade of relaxation and thralls of adultery. She talked to the girls and reaffirmed that while she was gone no one was to know it was Xena that was actually running the bordello. Meg didn't want the customers to feel uncomfortable in her absence. So they were to pretend that everything was kosher and it was business as usual. She also called Karina and Charmer to the side and gave them an additional talk. Meanwhile, Xena instructed the cook Myrna to prepare for supper. Myrna was always referred to as Big Momma. Although, her frail petite body was nowhere near the adjective used to describe her. She had dishpan graying hair that was neatly pinned up in a honey roll, big sparkling brown eyes, an infection smile, and extreme love for every woman there. She was always concerned about the women and their feelings. She also took quite well to her new Mistress and her first lady, Xena and Gabrielle. Whatever Xena or Gabrielle requested she set out to immediately grant. After everyone was seated in the visiting parlor, Xena announced that the bordello would be closed for about three days so that everyone may become acquainted with each other and learned what was expected of them. Xena also informed everyone that Gabrielle's request will hold just as much authority as her owns. And was to be fulfilled as if it was a direct order from Xena. <Of course Xena knew the pair would discuss all decisions made before relaying it to the other ladies>. Just before the women retired for the night Xena decided to take one more tactful ploy with the Charmer. Xena rapped lightly on the door and waited for consent to enter. "It's your dinar, com'on in." When she turned to look at the person that entered she was enraged. "What do you want?" "I came by to see if we could talk? We shouldn't be at odds with each other since we are sort of family." "Gabrielle and Karina are family. You and I are simply two people..." She paused to gaze curiously at the warrior before finishing, "that loves them." "We may not share the same blood but we are kin by circumstances." Charmer stared into the warrior's eyes and saw the sincerity of her silent plea for unity. Xena was definitely not known for her verbal skills, but she surely earned an "A" for effort. The enticing escort crossed her arms across her stomach and said, "So what did you have in mind...Mistress." Her tone was encouraging which didn't go unnoticed by the warrior. "Let's talk." The pair talked for candlemarks, innovating a plan to bring the other two sisters together. When they finally finished they both stretch out in Charmer's bed and fell asleep. Gabrielle searched the entire building until there was no where else to look but the one person's room she just knew Xena wouldn't be caught dead with. As she pushed the door slightly open she paused a moment to refocus her eyes. But she wasn't dreaming her mate was lying side by side with the one woman she least expected her with. Gabrielle eased in, pulled the blanket up on the pair and kissed her lover lightly on the head before heading back to their chambers. The next day was full of fun. During breakfast Xena told the women that these three-day would be full of activities. The first day the women was to report to the town seamstress and have uniformed outfits made for their portrayals of whatever roles Gabrielle and the girls could come up with. The rest of the day would be spent shopping and socializing with each other. Under no circumstances would they conduct any kind of business during these days. The second day would be spent picnicking on the bordello's patio, and other activities that were usually done as a group. The girls played charades, hide and seek, and spin the bottle. The third day would be spent in the bordello preparing for their first working day under the new Mistresses management. The bard was in Hog Heaven when her mate expressed a desire to go shopping with her after their fittings. They strolled hand in hand threw the huge indoor market until Gabrielle eyes locked in on the biggest food stand she had ever seen. With the warrior in tow she quickly headed over there. Just as she was about to order another young lady about her size nudge her unknowingly. "Excuse me," Gabrielle said apologetically. Karina turned around and stood face to face with her older sister. "Get away from me." She growled. Charmer immediately pulled her younger sibling back into her arms and whispered something in the girl's ear. Karina rolled her eyes and returned the apologetic sentiment insincerely. "Gabrielle," Charmer began. "Why don't you take our younger sister shopping. Buy her something real pretty. Wouldn't you like that Karina?" The young woman rolled her eyes again and bitterly replied, "Oh yeah, what a joy." Charmer patted her playfully on the behind and said, "Do it for me." Xena and I have some unfinished business." Charmer winked at Gabrielle and released her hold on their baby sister. Xena followed her vivacious conspirator while admiring her casual stroll as her full hips swayed from side to side. She was wearing a body fitting velvet jumpsuit with a matching miniature cape. Her every movement complemented the one piece opened back ensemble. <Damn she is quite a piece of work. I hope she planning on sharing a little of that with her new Mistress>. "What kind of unresolved business do we have?" She asked Charmer while watching her full behind rock like a ship sailing gentle waters. "Why Mistress did you forget?" She faltered in her steps to allow the warrior to come up beside her. "You asked why they called me Charmer. I think its only fair I demonstrate." They soon reached their destination and headed to Seductress' quarters. Charmer closed the door behind her new Mistress and quickly pulled her fully back into her. "My Mistress, Secretly I've waited for this moment. To give you pleasure. I'd like to feel your body rock melodically against me. Allow me to please you. Pleeeaaasse." Her voice dripped passion and sexuality. Her sauntering assault was gradual and charismatic, as her hands floated suggestively over the warrior breasts plate and down her powerful hips. The Charmer continued her verbal seduction while removing the warrior's clothing piece by piece. Once all new Mistress' clothes were removed she guided her over to the bed and sat her gently down. She then took a couple of steps back from the warrior and asked her what piece of clothing would she like her to remove first. Xena gazed up and down the woman's body and said, "I want you to began with you eloquent designed boots." She did as the warrior requested. Charmer and Xena continued this form of entertainment until all of her clothes were removed. "Bid of me what you wish. I am yours to command." Xena had to give the woman her props her loins ignited the minute her soft majestic hands touched her body. "Down on your knees. Crawl to me." The warrior commanded while lounging back on her powerful arms. Charmer did as she was told. Xena then pulled her legs up and allowed them to poetically fan open revealing her natural secreted juices. "Oh mistress," Charmer's voice rumbled with lust. "May I taste it?" Xena tilted her head impressively and retorted, "Why yes you may." Just as Charmer's head was about to descend upon the scented cuisine the heel of Xena's left foot dropped against her forehead. This immediately redirected the voluptuous woman's attention. "Ask me nicely and I will allow you to savor from my palate." Charmer closed her eyes in an attempt to harness her already irate desires. "My Mistress, please, allow me to swirl my tongue inside you." "Um," Xena muttered. "I like that, proceed." Charmer immediately buried her face between Xena's legs, driving her verbal muscle deep into her delicacy. She moaned, groaned, sucked and nipped at the warrior's honeyed hive with a ravenous appetite. "Oh yes baby eat up," Xena panted as her hips rocked back and forth invitingly. Riding Charmer's tongue with abundance. Her nose grazed Xena's large pleasure knob in sync with her plunging tongue. Charmer could feel her new Mistress' inter chamber clinch and release. She quickly doubled her efforts sending Xena blindly into the abyss of pure ecstasy. "Oh yes," Xena purred while humping viciously against Charmer's face and embedded tongue. Riding out the last plains of her pleasant release. Before Charmer knew what was happening Xena snatched the stout woman fully upon her and rolled them over. "Oh charmer," she mumbled between hackle breathing. "Open up and let me in." Charmer did as she was told. Xena buried three of her fingers deep into her protege slippery well, while wiggling her thumb carelessly over her rock of ecstasy. The wanton women quickly established a hungered rhythm of driving fingers and thrusting hips. "Oh Xena, please give it to me. Oh Please." Xena felt Charmer reaching for the crest and abruptly stopped. "Mistress please," Charmer's head moved mindlessly from to side to side. Completely unable to verbalize her need without whimpering for more. Xena lifted slightly and ordered the pleading woman to roll over. Xena then crouched over the vivacious orbs she had been admiring every since she'd gotten there. She then lowered her hips and began to rock her clit sensually against Charmer's firm cheeks. "Oh Mistress that feels good." "Yeeesss, it sure does, but not as good as this." The warrior then drove her right hand under Charmer and inserted two of her fingers high up into her seething opening. "Oh gods," Charmer screamed. "Take me Mistress, take me." Xena's hips rose and fell with the rhythm of her plowing pleasure digits. The women were moving on pure adrenaline now. They were hunching and gyrating against rear and slits. Their moans were uncontrolled as incoherent thoughts went out the window a candlemark ago. "Xeeennnaa, I'm...I'm...I'm...COOMMIIN!" Both women's hips jerked and plunged several times more before collapsing spent upon the bed. Charmer let out one more moan before panting quietly, "Sheesh...I thought I was the charmer." Xena chuckled breathlessly before whispering, "You are my friend, You are." Xena and Charmer were awakened from their slumber by two sets of scrambling feet and childish giggles. "I guess our feuding sisters are back." The pair chortled at the statement while leaping from the bed and grabbing a nearby robe. By the sound of the footstep they were headed toward the room they were currently occupying. The door burst open as the two giggling figures fell against it. Their hands were filled with trinkets, food and clothing not to mention the filled to the brim shopping bags that hung from their arms. "Well, it certainly look as if someone enjoyed their self." "Kanora we had a good time." Karina said breathlessly. Charmer's gaze widens as her kid sister revealed her name to their current managers. "Oops, sorry, It isn't as if they weren't going to find out what your real name was sooner of later." Karina popped. "Yeah, Kanora," Xena repeated in a slow patterned tone. "Alright, alright only the residents of this house knows my real identity." She then crouched over and brought her hands in front of her while waving them in a patting motion. "Reveal it to anyone outside of our little forum and that person dies." She then strengthens her resolve while using her first finger to point to each individual in the room, "understood." Everyone's gaze was remote and seemingly thoroughly threaten, that is until Gabrielle lost her manners. The whole room bellowed with laughter. The quartet visited without any quarrels or daring looks for several candelmarks more. Xena and Charmers plan worked wonders for the distant sister. They were hugging, kissing, laughing, crying and most of all thankful for the two women that meant everything to them. "Brie I think I smell the table being set, let's go eat." They ran hand in hand out of the room. Xena stared at the pair and smiled. It was going to be smooth sailing from now on. Her wife was finally joined with long lost sister that was pried from her child vise grip years ago. And her other over protective sister had become another one of the battle hardened warrior's friends. Although, Xena knew what happened this afternoon would never occur again she was still proud of her new found family. Dinner was a lively occasion. The girls swat stories about their customers, what they liked, and how they sounded in their heights of passion. Although, the warrior laughed at many of their tales she was also taking notes of the customers and their strange desires. They would surely come in handy when it came to disbursing her lucrative merchandise upon this little meager town. "Pony," Xena interrupted curiously and bringing all other conversations to a halt. "I understand you are called that because you take it from the back." All eyes were on the new Mistress and the seldom-talkative escort. "Do you like that?" The warrior was receiving missed message about Pony's job functions. Each one of the ladies seems rather proud of their profession. But, Pony was withdrawn and distant. "It's okay Mistress. It's just a job. And, I need to work." Pony, although the majority of the time, mainly kept to herself, was definitely attractive like all the other boarders. She had curly blonde locks; golden tinted eyes, medium height and frame. She also had ice cream scoop sized breasts and a balancing rear end, which Xena thought was definitely valued assets. "I asked did you like it?" Xena stated more firmly. Pony looked up at the Princess with fear in her eyes. She didn't want to say anything that would put her out of a job. Yet, this was the perfect opportunity to rid herself of the degrading duties of being taken by drunken slugs up her anus. "No, Mistress, I do not like it." Xena sat back wiped her mouth and observed the silent woman's expression. The warrior thought for about a minute longer then looked down at the Charmer. "Well, we will just have to do something about the aren't we. A woman shouldn't be made to do a job that she despises, huh?" Xena asked with nothing but concern for the woman. "Charmer," "Yes Mistress," I want you to take Pony up stairs and find out what our little chapel mouse's attributes are. And please ensure that she enjoys her self. After all if it isn't enjoyable you aren't doing it right, understood?" The warrior was secretly telling Charmer that the experience was to be relaxing and encouraging. "Yes Ma'am." Charmer replied while rising from her seat. Once she reached her, Charmer held out her hand and quietly said, "There is nothing to fear, we are simply going on an exploring expedition. I won't hurt you. I only want to find our what pleases you. Allow me the chance to do so, please. Your every wish shall be my command. I shall kneel to your every will. Please, come with me." Pony looked up from her downward glance and noticed the sincerity and dedication in Charmer's gaze. She bowed her head and took her seductress hand. Charmer pulled her gently into her arms and whispered in her ear. "Let's have a little fun, shall we?" Pony muffled a giggle and wrapped her left arm around charmer's waist before they headed for Charmer's playroom. After about the third keg of ale, Charmer came stumbling down the stairs. She then fell up against the table near Xena and fell in the chair by her. Charmer looked as though she had tangled with a bear. Her clothes were hanging off. Her hair was wild and tangle. Her entire demeanor was definitely uncharacteristic. She was just plain borderline neurotic. "Well," Xena stated with an amusing smirk. "Well," Charmer snapped while still trying to straighten her clothes. "WELL," she screamed. "Look at me Xena. You told me to make it pleasurable FOR HER. That woman got me up in that room and metamorphosis. Hell, before I knew what hit me I was sprawled out on, MY BED STARK NAKED." Everyone in the room fell out laughing. Xena pretty much figured the little church mouse was a vicious lover, she was too timid otherwise. "HAY, IT'S NOT FUNNY YOU CLITS. THAT WOMAN TURNED ME EVERY WHICH WAY BUT LOOSE. I'M NEVER, AND I REPEAT, NEVER GOING TO GET CAUGHT IN A CRAMPED SPACE WITH THAT WOMAN AGAIN. BECAUSE WHATEVER SHE CHANGED INTO IS DANGEROUS." Xena was finding it rather hilarious, since the Charmer almost sounded as if her pride had been trampled on. "So," Xena began trying to keep a straight face while women all around her, including her mate was rolling around on the floor laughing hysterically. "Is she any good?" The whole room echoed with new rounds of laughter and high fives. "GOOD, GOOD," Charmer stuttered as if searching for the right words. "LET'S PUT IT THIS WAY. YOU COULD PUT THAT WOMAN IN A ROOM FULL OF MEN THAT ARE DYING, DO YOU UNDERSTAND, DYING FROM UNSPEAKABLE PAIN AND GIVE HER A CANDLEMARK ALONE WITH THEM. I ASSURE YOU NOONE, AND I MEAN NOONE WILL DIE IN THAT ROOM UNHAPPY. MY TRAP IS STILL THROBBING FROM HER SKILLFUL ADMINISTRATION." Charmer stopped and observed the breathless figure's laying panting on the floor. "HA, HA, HA," she mimicked loudly. "TO HADES WITH YOU ALL, I'M GOING TO BED." The roomed roared with laughter again. "Oh my Charmer you are something." Gabrielle spat between breaths. "We would have thought you might want to sit up for awhile after your bout with the, the, the MONSTER." Screams of laughter plagued the room again as Charmer stormed out. "Well," Xena said while watching the retreating tempest, "Why don't we call it a night?" Hilarious screams and howls rang throughout the room again as some crawled; some staggered to their rooms. Myrna simply smirked and went to her room. The following two days were just as successful. Of course, Charmer avoided the new Pony from fear of tangling with her could maybe kill her. Charmer looked over at Xena as she was enjoying Pony's company and thought back to when the foursome met. Now that she's gotten to know the pair, she regretted hers and Sunshine's behavior. She had to let them know that she no longer felt like that and was really sorry for their actions. "Uh, Xena I'd like to say something to the girls, you and Gabrielle before we turn in if I may?" Xena gave Charmer a friendly smile and nodded her approval. "Listen up cunts," The girls fell out laughing as Charmer stood to her feet. Gabrielle and Xena gave each other a mocked surprised look. This would be the girl's first cathouse chat. "When Xena and Gabrielle agreed to serve as our slit watchers I hated the idea and I hated them. I hated Gabrielle because my baby sister would finally be joined with that older sister our mother pulled her away from oh so many years ago." Charmer stepped away from her seat and began to pace. "I was jealous of you Gabrielle. I'd had heard of your immeasurable bards skills, your impeccable human skills and on top of it all you were married to the legendary destroyer of Nations and was the Queen of the Amazons. I knew that with those growing statuses I could never hold my baby sister's love and respect. So threw the years I set out to poison Karina's mind of those vivid pictures that she couldn't quite put a meaning to. It was I that encouraged that violent encounter with your long lost sibling. I couldn't imagine being without Karina I've work my whole life so that I can save money and one day give her the home we've always wanted. And I'm nearly there." She announced proudly as she shot a loving gaze over at her younger sister. "I hated you Xena because you brought her out of Potiedia and made her even more untouchable by serving as the supportive protector and teacher for her upon the tough roads of Greece." By this time many of her adopted sisters were removing handkerchiefs from their secret stash, some from unmentionable places to wipe their eyes. Many remembered the not so charming youngster when she came to Meg and asked for a job. She was very rough around the edges and ever bit defensive. Especially, when it came down to matters of her younger sibling. "But I stand before you two now and ask for you forgiveness for mine and my younger sister reactions the other day. I now see that in your own little unique way you are really nice pussy's." She winks at Xena and said, "And I literally mean that." The whole house roared with laughter again. "Get on with it," Xena quipped. Charmer smiled and lifted her drink in silent honor, "Anyway, I want to welcome you as we do all our new cooties. LADIES THREE RELEASES FOR THE HOT SQUEAKS BURIED IN THOSE HAPPY CHAIRS." The entire room echoed with pretense climax calls, as Myrna stood to the side and allow Sweetness to come threw the kitchen door behind their new managers with a keg of Ale. Just as Xena was about to stand and thank the ladies for such a verbal welcome her and Gabrielle were instantly drenched with the contents of the keg. The pair immediately sprang to their feet spattering remnants of Ale out their noses and mouths. Xena stumbled against the table and instinctively reached for her sword. This action intrigued the women even more as they fell to their knees laughing. "Ha, Ha, Ha," Xena growled. "Get your ass' in the bed." Cocoa stepped up to her new dripping mistress and planted an sultriest wet one squarely on her lip, "Good night Mistress." She said before strolling off. Everyone on the bordello's payroll followed Cocoa's new tradition. Everyone had heard of the legendary defiler so her mate expected the secret respect, but they also gave the bard the same encore. Kissing both their Mistresses before bedtime even Sunshine. Of course hers was less friendly than anyone else was. After a relaxing bath the pair went to bed. Xena snuggled up to her wife expecting a little physical exertion before actually going to sleep. Xena pulled Gabrielle between her upraised leg and rubbed her now smoking treasure against her young lover's fleshy buttocks. "Xena," Gabrielle began. "You couldn't possibly be wanting more. Didn't Charmer and the other interviewers expel those carnal urges of yours." "Um," Xena responded. "That's not like make love to my wife. We had sex Gabrielle. Making love to you, calms me, allows me to release freely, and it feeds my soul. I need you, and I need you now." Gabrielle rolled over and looked in to her mates passion filled eyes and said, "Tell me want you want Princess, I shall try and fulfill." Within minutes both women were unrestraint with their moaning and clawing. Several minutes more the pair was screaming each other's name incoherently. Their calls of ecstasy didn't go unnoticed by the other occupants, yet it definitely was expected. Elements of darkness and light had came together and formed an unbeatable force. Each woman smiled in their perspective quarters at the most unlikely but godsend pair. How could two people from two definitely different life styles come together in perfect harmony? Many of the residents wondered but not long. They were just happy to serve under the two most talked about women in Greece. <This is going to be fun>. They all thought, including Myrna as they closed their eyes and went to sleep. The three days of socializing went off without a hitch. The women seemed more at harmony with each other and seized the opportunity to tighten the family ties they all shared. Even Myrna joined in on the festivities. She prepared all of Xena and Gabrielle's favorites the night before the new Mistress' would open the bordello for business. Of course, Nut bread was one of the top desserts offered for the evening. Xena's favorite was the strawberry tarts with extra fruity filling. At the close of dinner the women were beginning to experience a severe case of anxiety. They were outright scared of what was to come. Meg had never been so organized, but now they had tribal costumes and other exotic outfits to sport. With Meg's management they just dressed as they liked and worked as long as they wanted. Yet, with Xena precision and discipline was a factor. There would be no moonlighting, no use of special skills, no freebies and definitely no extensions without shelling out additional funds. Although these changes seem constricting that didn't bother the women. What troubled them was their lack of portraying Amazons, Bacchaes, Sailorettes, and playgirls. Enacting the roles was terrifying. What if they couldn't carry it off? They didn't want to upset their new Mistresses. They all were silently praying for the courage needed to satisfy Xena and Gabrielle's expectations. "Are we ready for tomorrow girls?" The new Madam Announced confidently. A lot of murmurs followed. <Oh shit>, the warrior thought. <What in the Hades is wrong>? "Uh Xena, Gabrielle may I speak with you for a few minutes?" Myrna asked meekly while turning to head back into the food room. The pair followed the cook totally confused. The little housemother waited until the door was secure before she began. "Girls I am far from having the knowledge of how to run a bordello. But, I can tell you this. Those women out there are terrified of tomorrow's opening. They have never experienced such organization and teamwork. Therefore, I like to make a suggestion, if I may?" "Sure," the new managers said simultaneously while taking seats. "Well Xena, Gabrielle you've both been in situations where your army and amazons may need on occasion a little encouragement. I think this are what your newly claimed sisters need right about now. You both are motivator's give these women a dose of unleavened confidence and tomorrow's opening should go off fine. So...what do ya think?" "I think you're holding back on us, especially with the inexperience bit. You know exactly what they need." Xena said proudly while shooting the housemother her traditional eyebrow expression. Myrna covered her shy smile and shrugged her shoulders. "I only want to help. Now, get back out there and motivate your women." Gabrielle rose and gently pulled the frail figure to her. "Meg couldn't possibly run this place with out you. You are irreplaceable." The bard kissed her lightly on the cheek and thanked her before joining Xena in the other room. Xena took her place at the head of the table as usual, but this time she stood tall with her shoulders back. Instinctively revealing the ultimate power she surely possessed. Gabrielle stood at her side displaying the eminence of royalty. "Listen up ladies, and I do use that term loosely." The warrior's tactless sense of humor didn't go unnoticed as each of the women smiled. "I understand we are having second thoughts about tomorrow, is that true?" No one spoke from fear of being verbally chastised by the legendary conqueror. "Is it," She asked more firmly. "Well, Xena," Cocoa began skittishly. CoCoa's name described her exactly. Her skin was a creamy brown Her eyes were chocolate and sparkly. Her lips were full and just a tinge darker than the rest of her skin. Her sandy hair was styled with trillions of dangling tendrils all about her head, which hung beautifully over her shoulders and prize-winning breasts. She was definitely a remarkable specimen and priceless asset to her Ethiopian descendants. "Yes Cocoa, continue," "We've never been asked to portray any one else but ourselves. Myself as an African Wench, Charmer as the Butch Rider, Alaura as the Pink Lady and etc. To portray roles we are not familiar with is uncharacteristic and frankly...scary." "Thank you for sharing that with us my chocolate delight. Remind me to reward YOU later for speaking everyone's fear. But just to enlighten you Cocoa you weren't even aware that you just served as chairman for all the ladies here. You unconsciously enacted a role that you were unfamiliar with. Yet, you were truthful and comfortable with the portrayal. You have the drive and confidence to do whatever you wish. Roles aren't just limited to important people or people of stature. If I asked you to show me how you would present yourself as an African Princess would you be able to do it?" "Well, yes because of the ethnic culture." "Is that right. What do you know about being a princess? "I don't know too much about what the position entails." "But you just say you could do it. You also mentioned something about culture. No one else here is of African traits yet you've fitted right into this culture without a hitch. Cocoa do you realize what I'm insinuating?" "Yes...I think so. Everyone here is like my family. No we aren't of the same nationality but we've compromised and adapted to our various personalities and environment." Xena smiled at the young woman, before asking her what was most vital word she just said in her final statement. Cocoa thought a little longer before it came to her. "Adapt, we've learned to adapt." "Yes you did." Cocoa hid her smile shyly as howls of encouragement ranged threw out the room. "And just like these roles we've asked you to play. It's nothing more but an extension of your self. Your personality makes that individual. It is nothing more. We chose to give you alternate lives so that it would be entertaining to us, and to you. We can do this. We can compromise and adapt, just like Cocoa stated. I'm not an amazon either. But tomorrow I'm going to be the best damn Amazon alive, outside of my lovely wife, that is." Everyone gazed at the pair and released a series of cat purrs. "So what are we going to be tomorrow?" "AMA-ZONS," They screamed. "AND OUTSIDE OF THE ORIGINAL TRIBES, ARE WE GOING TO BE THE BEST AROUND? "HELL YEAH," they responded again. "LIKE COCOA SAID, WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?" "COMPROMISE AND ADAPT," they yelled. "HELL YEAH," Xena returned. "NOW...ARE MY GIRLS STILL FRIGHTENED? The warrior asked while issuing her raised eyebrow look. "HELL NO MISTRESS," They bellowed confidently. "THEN LET'S PUT MY PUSSYS TO BED. I WON'T HAVE MY MONEYMAKERS NAPPING DURING WORK HOURS. GABRIELLE, MY LITTLE QUEEN, TUCK 'EM IN." "Yes Mistress," Gabrielle purred seductively before moving to stand near the doorway. "Ooh Mistress you better tightened your saddle tonight because, the way she's sounding. You may be in for a long haul. "Well, Cocoa you are on a roll tonight aren't you, but you've unconciously said the key word again, and that was Mistress. That woman right there, bows to my will, and mine alone." "And you hers," Charmer popped while leaning in to give Xena a goodnight kiss. Xena popped Charmer playfully on the buttocks and said, "but only half way." "Yeah, right warrior," she chirped while leaning in to kiss Gabrielle good night. After everyone was down for the night, Gabrielle joined Xena in front of Megs quarters. Right before turning in Xena noticed the allusive housemother standing at the end of the hall observing them. The warrior turned herself and Gabrielle in the direction of the elderly woman. Her expression showed nothing but irreconcilable pride for the new Madams. She then turned, and let out one of her own purring catcalls. "Good night Mistresses," she called out before heading to her own quarters. Xena looked down at Gabrielle and fell prisoner to her love-infested stare. She was powerless against the hunger as she seized her lover's lips and drugged her into their room. The next morning the upstairs hallway was full of scrambling, yelling, door slamming and give me that's. Gabrielle and Xena prepared in utter silence like parents in a house full of hyperactive teenagers. Gabrielle finished first. She kissed her mate and told her she was going to help the girls. Within another candlemark Gabrielle rapped on the door to let Xena know they were ready for inspection. Xena opened the door and noticed uttered quietness. Gabrielle stood in the middle of the hallway facing her with the prettiest smile she had every seen on her bard. <Just to gaze upon this woman makes my body hot and my loins jerk for her entry. Damn she's beautiful>. Gabrielle wore a white leather two piece adorned with matching jewelry, and long strapped sandals. The top was strapless and tied in the back. The bottom was nothing more than two rectangle shaped flaps with joining underpants and shredded remnants, that were held together by two sapphires stones lying seemingly happy against her hip bones. The bard's hair appeared to glow as the blond hues humbled the reddish tints and her pale skin sparkled with glistening oil. <Obviously given to her by one of the girls>. Xena thought, <because she certainly wasn't glowing like that when she left the room>. Xena stepped out into the hallway and casually stroll up to her partner. She then threaded her fingers into her lover's hair and pulled her to her until their lips met. Xena's head rolled in a soft circular motion as they both licked and sucked at each other lips. Gabrielle small hands began to move over her mighty lover's body like a conductor orchestrating an eloquent love song. This action alone caused the warrior to moan and move closer. The bard's hands continued to stake claim to her champion's body as she lovingly fondled the warrior's full breast, buttocks and finally the hidden door between her Mistress' legs. Xena broke the kiss at that moment, threw her head back and let out a contained growl. The bard's fingers moved methodically up and down her warrior's overheated chamber, easily initiating hip rowing. The bard continued her physical stimulation while running her tongue across Xena's partially exposed left golden peak. Xena quickly restored her resolve before the bard had the house Mistress screaming uncontrollably. She gently seized her little temptress hands and brought both of them to her lips, kissing them gently. "Later my little bob cat. Right now we have business to attend to." She then winked at her mate and told her to display her amazons. Everyone looked radiant even the housemother, who thought of herself as the village healer in her new costume. Xena followed Gabrielle down the hallway as the women proudly displayed their new uniforms and new attitudes. The HouseMistress stopped in front of CoCoa and said, "Who are you?" Cocoa bowed and said, "I am the Queen's personal servant, Mistress." Xena smiled and stepped behind the African Violet. She then brought her hands up under the ebony beauties arms until her hands rested full upon her breast. She moved in closer and allowed her hands to graze swiftly over the young mares honeyed patch and buttocks. After examining the girl briefly Xena stepped back to the front of her and said, "Your queen is a lucky woman." "Thank you Mistress," Cocoa replied while executing a final bow. <Very lucky indeed>, the warrior thought as she continued her inspection. Once Xena was threw with her examination and brief questioning of each lady including the housemother, which was part of the family. She returned to the head of the ranks and announced that they were ready. "Now, let's bring in those dinars." "YES MA'AM," they screamed before forming a single line and filing down into the visiting parlor. Gabrielle watched the women as they filed down stairs and thought, <these couldn't be the slugs we met on the first day. Xena people skills are extraordinary. She took a bunch of no class women and instilled in them a pride they had never known. These women are all so radiant, and Sweetness was definitely sitting at the head of the class>. "Gabrielle," Xena called softly. The bard turned around and looked into her partner's concerned face. "Are you alright." The bard didn't answer directly. She stood staring at the warrior as if gathering information. "You know Xena, there is no place in this world I would rather be right now than right here with you. I love you." "Uh-huh, you haven't been in the henbane again have you my little bard?" The warrior said jokingly. "Why no lover. Did I tell you that you look ravishing in that outfit." Xena wore leather, white two piece ensemble also. However her midriff top was single strapped with shredded ends. Her skirt was two knee length square flaps with joining underpants and shredded tendrils. Of course it had slits up both sides like the bard's and held in place by two emerald stones adorning her hips. "Why no, but your hands have." Both women chortle amusingly while heading down where the girls were. The night was a steamy success. Xena closed the home about two candlemarks before the moon rose mid sky. The girls should have been tired from the demanding unpracticed role playing, but they were more energetic than ever. They couldn't believe they pulled it off and the customers loved the new changes. Some of the girls mentioned that the patrons enjoyed it so much that they wanted to take part in the role-playing. And their regulars didn't mind one bit paying extra for their girls hidden specialties. Hades, some of the girls reported that a few of their routine visitors were paying more than their Mistress requested just to spend extra time with them. Of course, the Mistress' first lady was on her post and was very efficient when it came to reasonable turnarounds for the customer. And was not shy about bursting in and demanding departure or payment for those exceeding the time set by the Madam. Once the doors were opened for their first day of business many found the little statuesque Amazon princess cute and provocative at the same time. She greeted each customer with an inviting smile and suggestions on which girl would be suitable for them. Those inquiries were only made to those who were curious about the new entertainment and services offered at Meg's place not the regulars. Every woman pulled her weight from Madame to House Mom. Gabrielle greeted, timed and welcomed back departing customers. Sunshine kept the customers happy and willing with her breathtaking smile and loaded concoctions. Xena observed, chatted, discouraged rude behavior and rid the premises of would be troublemakers. Oh, and let's not forget mom who sculpted, and cultivated each requested cuisine with accuracy and persona. Meg had never charged for appetizers before, yet today she did and it was quite profitable. The purchasers were highly impressed with the artistry demonstrated by the bordello's cook and house mom. She was also highly complimented on the appetizers prepared for the still undecided customers. Just a taste of the delectable finger food inspired the tasters to make additional request, which was happily approved by the HouseMistress and granted by Mom herself. "Xena, I don't know if I'm ready to lie back down. I've been doing that all day." "Alright," Xena chimed, realizing the only way they were going to sleep was to dissipate their energy or offer something more entertaining that would slowly drain their strength unknowingly. "Why don't we play some strip poker?" "Uh ho, ho, ho Xena. I've heard of poker but never strip poker. Is that something you and your little first lady made up." "Why Charmer, yes it is. Shall I deal you in?" "Hell yeah," Charmer chirped playfully. "Well, count me in too," Sweetness said while pulling up a chair. "Me too, I'm in, "Cocoa called out. Pink Lady and Pony joined them as well. Xena shuffled the cards and examined each girl. "The stakes are high girls and I'm not a merciful gambler. Prepare your self because I am about to make you all show me your tits and ass." The room roared with hostile laughter. "If you think you are that good Mistress, bring it on." Pink lady announced while threaded her fingers together and extending them to make each joint pop from the pressure. "Mom," Xena called out. "Yes, Young one what can I do for you?" "Would you open a keg for us to drink while we do this. Sweetness will come and get it." Before Xena was threw with her statement both women had left the room to do the warrior's bidding. "So Xena, I guess you're not going to be able to savor your sweet tart tonight, huh? Soon as Gabrielle took her shower she was drain of all her powers." Charmer joked while examining her Mistress' expression. Secretly she knew that what happened that afternoon with her and Xena wouldn't occur again, but the images and feelings of that afternoon still surfaced from time to time. And no one could blame a girl from trying. "Oh my young one of little faith. Don't you know I have the power to persuade a monk to give me what I want? I can simply clear me throat and the object of my desire becomes my willing prey. I can look at a person from across the room and cause their body temperature to rise. I can caress any part of a person's body and summon their wildest desires. A simply exhale from my lips on the back of a person's neck can make a person bow to my will. Now do you think that that little bard upstairs could ignore or sleep threw such powers of an eminent prodigy such as myself?" The room became quite as a graveyard while they contemplated their answers. Within seconds of the original question they all chimed in, "YES," and fell back laughing. Xena smirked and said, "Well, if we aren't all smart asses?" She asked while laying down her cards. "Now, turn around and let me to spank 'em." By the time the keg was finished there were only three women that was still clothed. Sweetness remained clothed because she mainly drank and observed before valiantly passing out. Xena and charmer still had on their underpants. But Cocoa, Pink Lady and Pony were as naked as the day they were born. The trio passed out long before Xena and Charmer, which was by the way hanging on by sheer will now. Xena looked down the table at Charmer...Charmer...Charmer. <Damn, how many of them is it>. Xena heard herself say. "I can sure throw a party huh?" Really unsure which one was the real thing? Charmer snorted and said, "Hell yeah, Mistress," before her head dropped like a rock unto the wooden surface. "Mom," Xena called out. With the speed of light the old woman was there at her side. Xena looked up at the weaving petite figure and said, "Momma, I am real, real drunk." The warrior then burped loudly to confirm that statement. "Would you help me to the room, pleeaasse?" The old woman could do nothing but smile and extended her arms to welcome her intoxicated Mistress. All the way to the room, Xena joked and teased the housemother repeatedly. Oddly though, she didn't find it offending, instead she felt honored that the warrior felt comfortable enough to lower her guard with her. She too had heard of the legendary woman and was relieved to hear that she had turned from the darkness and found love in a woman that was so unlike herself. Just as the pair approached the room Myrna called out to Gabrielle. The bard quickly rose and opened the door to allow the duo easy access. "Hi ba-by," Xena slurred. "Momma's brought me home." "I see," Gabrielle returned cutely. Once Xena hit the bed she grabbed for her mate and pulled her in for a vicious kiss. Just as the kiss deepened the warrior passed out. Gabrielle and Myrna stood looking at her partially dressed champion with amusement. "What were they doing?" She asked the housemother. "Oh they were playing a game. Xena called it strip poker. Ah, but she didn't loose, much." The old woman chuckled while turning to leave. "Thank you," Gabrielle said meekly. The old woman turned and observed the moving compassion in the bard's glimmering orbs and said, "My child there is no need to thank me, you two are like all the other girls, my family. I'll have her elixir sent up in the morning to rid her of her soon to visit companion, Ms. Hangover." She chortled again as she headed out the door. Sunrise was not a happy event for the blurred vision, sour mouth, catatonic Mistress. "Hello lover," Gabrielle bellowed. "Shhh Gabrielle, not so damn loud." "Mom's sent you up your reliever. It's on the table beside you." Xena reached for the drink while ever so sloppily propping herself against the headboard. She brought her right arm up over her eyes in an attempt to stop the room from swirling while drinking Mom's exorcising potion. The bards came over and kiss her lightly on the lips before turning to leave. "Hay, Ooh, ouch, where are you going?" She slurred. Her verbal skills still slothful from last night's events. "I'm going to check on the girls," the little Queen returned gleefully. Xena's eyes narrowed as she growled, "Not before you take care of me your Royal Highness." Gabrielle turned around, hands on her hips and stared theatrically at her partner. "And how may I do that?" "First of all, you may get back out of those clothes and secondly, come here." Gabrielle did her mates bidding and ever so sensually strolled to the bed. Xena lifted the covers and reveal her stunning birthday suit. "My, My, My," the bard stuttered. "I may just have to come up with some very inventive ideas after uncovering such a drooling form of inspiration. Xena opened her legs and allowed the bard to slip between them. Gabrielle crouched between her lover's muscular thighs and leaned in for a kiss. The kiss was soft, exploring and stirring. Both women moaned from the lingering friction. Gabrielle then drugs her tongue down her mate's perfect neck, over her collarbone and down to her breast. The bard didn't run her tongue around the areola like she occasionally does. This time she just dabbed the nipple teasingly. Her warm breath tickled the knot unmercifully. Building her partners urges to an uncontrollable level. She then opened her right hand and moved just the surface of her opened palm over the tip of the other erect tart. Xena growled and bucked from the tantalizing sensation her small lover was disbursing. She could feel her clit throb and juices pool while dripping out of her. She lift her hips in an attempt to make some kind of contact with the bard's skin but Gabrielle denied her such pleasure by maneuvering away for the movement. Xena panted loudly enjoying her lover's torturous method. Suddenly Gabrielle clamped her teeth tight around Xena's let nipple and gently pulled. Her thumb and forefinger applied the same amount of pressure to the neighboring nipple. "GABRIELLE," Xena cried out as her body stiffens and trembled from the onset of her pre-climax jitters. Gabrielle released the pressure and dropped down between Xena's extended thighs. She allowed Xena a little more time to regain her breathing before opening the lips of her joy chamber and every so enticingly rubbed her tongue up and down her mate's hooded contender. "Oh baby," Xena cooed while threading her fingers into the bard's hair and pulling her closer. Gabrielle smirked from her mate's reactions. Xena's hips were rowing like a boat out on the open seas. "Um," Gabrielle groaned while inserting three pleasure seekers deep into her champion's depths. Xena's body stilled again to enjoy the sensation her bard was currently unleashing. She opens her shaky thighs more and allowed Gabrielle's honey coated digits to move as they wished. Gabrielle's application was patiently agonizing. Xena motions corresponded to the bard's unspoken request. Xena knew from her your lover's administration that she wanted her release to be sweet and elegant. The bard's lips shut down firmly upon her champion's pleasure knob. Her succulent pressure gradually intensified as her head swayed in sensually circular motion. Xena could feel herself approached the edge her young lover was guiding her to. Gabrielle's slow pumping made the warrior's breathe catch and hips jerks. "Oh Gabrielle," Xena panted and revealed the most satisfying smile the bard had ever seen on her face. Like clockwork, Xena's back stiffen, and her body went rigid. "By the gods woman, you are sooo...good," She said dropping to the bed exhausted. Gabrielle wrapped her arms around her mate and guided her from the rim of ecstasy with soft murmurs of love. Once her strength was returned Xena rolled over and gazed into the woman's eyes she would happily give her life for. "Well, lover I believe it's your turned. Grab a hold of the head board and open your legs." Gabrielle did as petitioned. The bard knew Xena didn't want her climax to be gentle from the tone of her voice. Xena reached around her mate and roughly rubbed her seething candy knob with precision. She then slid to the side and pushed three of her fingers deep inside the bard's slippery groove while grinding her clit against the bard's hunching buttocks. The warrior's method quickly intensified as she mindlessly thrust her fingers in and out of her. "Oh Xena...Oh ba-byyy, take me!" She exclaimed while both women hunched violently against each other. "Oh, Oh, Oh, XEEENNNAA! She screamed as both women's hips plunged and held. The ripples of their climaxes caused their bodies to tremble uncontrollably. Seconds later they both fell limply to the bed. "Damn," Gabrielle gasped. "Remind me to encourage you to get drunk more often. <Pants>. The following mornings are so much more rewarding." The bard giggled breathlessly. "My sentiments exactly lover." "Hay, Get up out of it and let's get to work. Daylights a burning Mistresses." Charmer called impatiently. "Be right out," Xena yelled back playfully. Time seem to fly by fast. The girl's portrayals of the roles the new Mistresses implemented were faultless and fun. The bordello, under Xena and Gabrielle's management had made more money within one moon than Meg would've made in six months. The girls were regretting the pair's departure. They had never felt as if they belong to something worth while, until Gabrielle and Xena. Their whole disposition was infection and riveting. The girls couldn't get over how they manipulated their self-esteem to an all-new level. They never felt more determined and self-motivated in their lives. Several of the girls had secretly thought of leaving and beginning a new life, starting with Charmer and Sunshine. Charmer had saved enough money to build her sister's dream cottage moons ago. She hadn't left because she felt an unconditional loyalty to Meg, but Xena and Gabrielle had given her the courage to move out on their own and fulfill their dreams. CoCoa had been a warrior in her tribe and on occasions served as a sparring partner for Gabrielle and Xena. Both of the women were certainly impressed with her technique and inspired her to seek alternate avenues. She had thought of asking Gabrielle if she could maybe join up with her Amazon tribe, but she also felt a tinge of guilt about leaving Meg. Yet she was growing tired of this life. She too had saved her revenues and could probably purchase a boarding home for travelers if the Amazon idea didn't pan out. Pink Lady and Pony had been spending a lot of their free time with each other developing their relationship. They think no one noticed their goo-goo eyes and night whimpering after everyone was supposedly asleep. They too like the others had saved their earnings and talked about traveling to the islands of Lesbos and maybe setting up residence. But, yet the Meg thing came up again. Sweetness and Myrna had no thoughts of leaving. They loved Meg and the Jobs they did. So at least two people were thinking of staying. Now it was just the matter of confronting their fears and reaching for their goals. All of the parties that had desired to venture off into new endeavors sought out suggestions and encouragement from guess whom? Xena and Gabrielle were ecstatic about the women wanting to start new lives and of course offered any help they needed. Gabrielle, of course, with her consort's approval thought the idea of CoCoa joining the Amazons would surely an asset for the tribe. She was loyal, hardworking, tenacious and determined. These are all great qualities of an Amazon. The pair agreed to take her with them when they left. Xena said she would explain the group's intentions to Meg so they wouldn't have to. Xena decided to close the bordello the day before Meg arrived. The group needed to bond together once more before the parties that wished to leave could say their good-byes in private. "Xena," Gabrielle said quietly. They were preparing for their last visit with the girls and momma before returning home. "Meg is not going to be happy with the girls leaving. What are we going to do?" Xena thought a few minutes while unlacing up her boots. "Meg probably knew the girls wouldn't want to stay here forever Gabrielle. She had to have known it would happen sooner or later." "Yeah, but she probably didn't expect for it to happen under our command. She is going to hate us." Xena pulled Gabrielle down into her lap and wrapped her arms around her. "Listen to me little one. We did nothing wrong. If anything we helped a group of ladies, including your sisters, reach for their goals. We've taught them to not become a slave to an oppressor, prostitution, as the only way a life. We've taught them to be a family Gabrielle. And, that they will never forget. We helped them to rebuild their self esteem and now we have to encourage them to make their first step on their own." Xena paused in her presentation to run her fingers threw her Queen's strawberry scented hair. "It'll be okay Gabrielle. Good things always come to those who wait. It did me once I decided that pillaging, killing and looting wasn't what I wanted to do anymore. Let's just enjoy the girls today and worry about tomorrow when it gets here, huh?" Gabrielle nodded her head up and down and said, "Where would I be without you?" The bard sat in her lover's lap like a shy little girl with her head down avoiding her mother's gaze. "Lost," Xena retorted with a snort." The bard giggled and leaned casually against her mate. "Let's go, the girls are waiting." "Right behind you Princess." The day was full of girl talk, which usually bored the warrior into drinking. But not today, she was laughing and mingling. She enjoyed listening to the girls recall events of her brute strength, and her erotic seduction of a new female visitor that was one of Charmer's regulars. "You know girls I don't think I've ever had fun soliciting sex until I met y'all. You people have turned me into a fighting tramp." The girls howled with laughter. "And Gabrielle, do you remember when one customer stumbled into Sunshine's room and was trying to lay her." Pony paused as if allowing the bard time to recollect the memory. "I swear I don't think I ever want to get on your bad side. It was as if YOU transformed. You tore her drape rod from the window and commence to beat him. Now I see why you two are inseparable. Although you don't appear to have a dark side you most certainly do, don't you little one? Because the person I saw in that room that night could annihilate any army and bring it to its knees to defend your love ones wouldn't you? Hell, had it not been for Xena that guy would be singing burial songs on deaths escort ferry. Now, I know why Xena is so in love with you. You are priceless and Xena is a lucky woman." Pony finished. "God's Pony, every since your new found sexuality your tongue has been a busy little articulator. I like it." The bard said with a smile. "Why thank you Mistress." "How about a story Gabrielle?" Xena initiated while pulling her mate between her legs and snuggling. "Sure, why not? What kind of story would you like to hear?" "Well we know you can tell love stories, warrior tales, hell you can even tell of the god's origin. But, can you make up a gruesome horror tale from scratch?" Sweetness inquired. "Ah, Sweetness has issued me a challenge baby. Did you hear it? What if I can tell a tale of horror and suspense how would you reward me?" "However you like mistress." Sweetness stated while reaching for a bowl of popcorn Myrna was passing out. "Um, shall we began?" the bard said cunningly. Xena noticed the drawl in the bard's tone. Sweetness was going to be in debt after the story. And, what she think the bard may ask her to do is far from what her partner's imaginative mind could create. <What are you up to woman>? Xena thought as she gazed fearfully at Sweetness. Gabrielle's tale began. All eyes including Myrna's was on her. The bard spent a captivating story of a castle ghost. Xena was removed by the bard's ability to spend a web of suspense and death from just her thoughts alone. The women were mesmerized and huddled in embracing pairs. The bard's voice was octaves lower than her usual tone, to magnify the mystery and terror. Her description of the ghost was staggering but not as shocking as her revenge upon those who killed her viciously while she slept. After the gruesome act the offenders lived life as they always did. Until they settled down and took wives. The castle's beauty was legendary and an historical landmark. The men after so many years had mentally eliminated their merciless act against the female warrior and thought the repercussions of the act was dead and buried with the body. That is until they spent their honeymoons at the place of the murder. Gabrielle staged their deaths like the ends they deserved, like cowards. By the time she was finished the women were speechless and definitely terrified. They all agreed to sleep downstairs. Since it was their last night together. <Yeah right>, Xena thought with a vindictive smile. "So Sweetness what did you think?" The bard asked quizzically. "Very well done my little Mistress. Ask of me what you will and I shall do it." Sweetness thinking the bard would want an encore from when they met, was certainly apprehensive. "Take off your clothes." Gabrielle commanded gently while still snuggling in her champion's embrace. Sweetness did as she was told. "Stand up and go to the fire place. I want you hot and untouchable." The heavy woman complied. Xena buried her face in the bard's hair and asked her what was she doing. Gabrielle whispered, "Sssh, Just watch." "Charmer would you blindfold her for me." Charmer rose with a curious smile on her face and did as she asked. "Now," the bard cooed as she rose and took Sweetness hand. "Let's go play." Gabrielle quietly beacons the other women to follow. The bard led the willing woman to the front door of the bordello. "Are you ready for me?" Gabrielle asked while running her gentle hands over the woman's nakedness. "Yes my Mistress." Sweetness replied seductively. Gabrielle turned her head and muffled the laughter that was building in her. She then directed her gaze to Sunshine and mouthed her request to open the door. Sunshine did it quietly. "Well then," The bard quipped while snagging one of Sweetness already erect nipples between her teeth initiate a pleasing moan. "You go first." The bard led her to the door and pushed her out. Sweetness immediately removed the blind fold and gasp from frozen view. Gabrielle and the women scrambled to the windows laughing and watching the nude women shiver from the coldness. "Okay, Alright, that's enough Gabrielle. Let her back in." "No Xena! Not until she makes an angel in the snow and only then will we let you in." The bard was loud enough that Sweetness could hear the instructions. The women observed the corpulent woman tiptoe out into the snow, throw up her arms and fall back into the snow. Her arms and legs wagged invitingly as she seductively opened and closed her limps. "Damn, I think I'm getting turned on." Charmer said faintly while watching Sweetness' nipples tighten and deepen in color. Meanwhile, her honey patch glistened from the wetness it was now accumulating. She was down right looking delicious from where Charmer was standing. Xena watched from over the bard's shoulder. She whispered, "Damn Charmer I think you're right. Oh I can feel my loins ignite." The warrior stepped away from the bard and started removing her clothes. All the women watched with extreme amusement before following suit. Xena bolted out the door and ran out into the snow. "Hay," Gabrielle shouted. "This is not how this should go. You're not supposed to get turned on by this. It was just a joke." The women followed Sweetness and Xena out into the snow naked as jaybirds. Flailing them selves down into the snow. Some was waddling and some was creating angels. "Well, are you just going to stand there and yell fruitlessly at them or are you going to join them?" Myrna asked while smiling at naked figures jumping around throwing snowballs and kicking up snow. "It does look like fun doesn't it?" Myrna nodded her head up and down and said, "Go on, I'll have your blankets and hot cocoa waiting for you when you come back in." Gabrielle stripped down and ran out into the snow screaming. Myrna stood staring at the playful images as if she was recording it for future recall. She then smiled and turned to prepare for when they came in. Like she promised, when the shivering figures tore back into the house, their towels, blankets and hot beverages were waiting for them. Myrna had also set up the parlor so that it looked like a huge sleeping chamber. Knowing full well the girls wouldn't want to be apart on their last night together. Blankets and mats were set out for the women once they were dry and settled. "Gee Gabrielle, that was so much fun." Sunshine chimed. "I'm going to miss that. I'm going to miss you." Tears of sadness began to form in her eyes. Gabrielle crawled over to her baby sister and wrapped her arms around her. "You know I won't be far away. And you can always visit me when we're visiting the Amazons. I'm not going to loose you now. We'll keep in touch. Charmer will see to that, won't you?" Charmer smiled and said, "Of course I will big sis." Gabrielle released Sunshine and wiped her tears away. "We'll all keep in touch, won't we?" Gabrielle stated more firmly to all the girls. "Yes Mistress," they mumbled quietly. "I didn't hear you." "YES MISTRESS," They shouted. "Good," Gabrielle praised. "Now let's get some sleep." The women blew out the candles and stared into the only source of light in the room, the fireplace. Tears of despair began to fill each one of the women's eyes as they tried to mentally prepare themselves for their future separation. Everyone, even Xena and Gabrielle were regretting tomorrow, and Meg's arrival. "Good night ladies, and I do use that term loosely," Xena's voice was like no other tone they had ever heard their Mistress use. It was laced with reassurance, comfort and hope. The women said goodnight again and closed their eyes. Tears dripped slowly across their faces as they secretly cried themselves to sleep. "OWHOOHOO," Meg howled as she burst into the parlor. "Rise and shine ladies, Meg's home." The women sat up slowly wiping their eyes. They all of course turned in the direction of where the acting Mistresses went to sleep. Xena was already up, but Gabrielle's head popped up the minute she heard the women stir. "Is it morning already?" She asked while wiping her eyes. "Hay Gabrielle," Meg chirped while shaking the bard almost senseless. "I'm home." "Oh, hi Meg. Have you seen Xena?" "Yeah, she's out back talking to Myrna. She said that she had to tell me something before y'all left. Did the girls behave?" "Yes, they were perfect." Gabrielle kept her answers short. She didn't really feel like starting up a conversation. This was probably going to be the worst mornings of her life. After an almost desolate breakfast, only Meg talked. Xena and her twin left to have their meeting. They were only in there for a short time before Meg's rage became irate. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? I TRUSTED YOU TO WATCH MY GIRLS, NOT GIVE THEM IDEAS ABOUT LEAVING. WHAT IN THE HADES ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME XENA, YOU AND THAT LITTLE BLONDE HEAD GOODY, GOODY PIPSQUEAK OF YOURS. I WANT YOU OUT OF MY ESTABLISHMENT BY THE END OF THE DAY, GEESH." Meg finished while tearing from the room. "AND NONE OF MY GIRLS ARE GOING ANY WHERE, ANYWHERE DO YOU HEAR ME WARRIOR PRINCESS." Xena rolled her eyes at the irreproachable enraged madam. She had never seen Meg so closed to suggestions. Especially when it came to the welfare of others. "I trusted you to watched them for me. And you get in here and turned them against me. Oh yes Warrior Princess your deception skills ARE impeccable. You thief." Meg's tone left nothing to the imagination. The feelings of hurt and betrayal were evident. Meg had never sounded so beaten. "Meg," Charmer began quietly. "Xena and Gabrielle is not at fault here, no one is. There is so much to..." "SHUT UP, YOU BACKSTABBING WHORE. I GAVE YOU A JOB WHEN NO ONE ELSE WOULD. AND TOOK IN YOUR SNOTTY NOSE SISTER, WHO DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE SENSE TO WASH HER ASS BY HERSELF." Meg's stare was penetrable and poisoning. Her eyes bore into Charmer daring her to return its fierceness. "So don't tell me nothing of that pair. I know all I need to know about them. "GET AWAY FROM ME, ALL OF YOU. YOU BUNCH OF UNGRATEFUL WITCHES." "MEG, STOP THIS. AND, STOP IT RIGHT NOW." Myrna's calm voice rose to a level that even made Xena jerked from the bitterness. "None of these women deserve to be talked to that way. And, neither of them can betray you, less known stab you in the back. They simply want to try their hand at something else. You've always referred to them as your girls. Are you even aware of the duties of a mother?" "I don't think so. Yes you've helped everyone here in some shape, form, or fashion, but they don't owe you their lives. They owe you their respect. And you should want them to move on and better themselves. Xena and Gabrielle did nothing more than what you would do if they became unhappy with what they were doing. Meg, you have taught them so many things. You have taught them responsibility. You have taught them that they have to work for what they want. You have innovated a family for them that otherwise they may had never known. And most of all Meg, you've taught them to Love. And No one, Xena, Gabrielle, nor me can take that away from them. You, alone, with a little assistance from Xena and Gabrielle, have helped develop some beautiful and very resourceful women. Don't hold them back Meg. Let them try their hand at life. Because if you don't, you will surely make them resent you. Instead, be like the mother you've always been. Let them know you love them with all your heart and will always be here for them. Let 'em go Meg. Let them go." Myrna paused in her chastisement to allow Meg to digest its contents. She knew what Meg feared, and it wasn't loosing her staff. It was loosing the women she loved and most of all, being alone. The girls were the closest things Meg had to a family outside of a few visiting friends, like Xena and Gabrielle. Meg just couldn't quite let go, and lashing out at them was recourse for her helplessness. "The girls are going to stay on a week longer, including Xena and Gabrielle to help you build a new staff." Meg looked up at Myrna as she took out right command of HER bordello, and the people in it. She gazed around the room for hostile rejections. Yet, all she noticed was stifling admiration for the old housemother. Myrna instructed all the women to take their things back to their rooms and prepare themselves for a week of interviewing. "Uh, mom Meg is back now. We'll have to stay at the inn." Xena informed quietly. "No you do not. I've already prepared you and Gabrielle's room upstairs at the end of the hall." "But mom that's the storage room." Gabrielle returned almost fearfully. "It used to be the storage room, now it's your room. Now, Go unpack and let's get started." Myrna turned and headed toward the kitchen leaving no room for retaliation or denials. Meg turned around and looked at the pair in disgust. "Look what you did. You've gone and made her mad. Geesh, I'm glad I'm not in your shoes." Meg quipped while heading to her room to unpack. Within a week, Meg had an entirely new staff, outside of Sweetness and Myrna. Who graciously took on the role as big sis and of course House Mom? The girls said their good-byes and headed on their way. Charmer and Sunshine headed to Athens to get some good perks on where to build Sunshine's new cottage. Pony and Pink lady took a boat ride out of Athens heading for Lesbos. Cocoa of course left with Xena and Gabrielle on her new quest to become an Amazon. Meg became more receptive to the idea of the girls leaving only if they promised to return every two winter solstices and visit with her for a moon. Of course, they all thought a moon was too much but they relented, because Xena and Gabrielle promise to join them. <And so end another, oops forgot something>: "Uh, y'all remembered earlier in the story when Xena declared that this would be the last and only time she would act as Meg's replacement. Well, she didn't really mean it. Whenever Meg, Mom and the girls needed them, Xena agreed to come. What kind of friend would she be if she didn't help Meg in her time of need? Memories of her, the bard and the girls flashed in the warrior's mind, and just before riding out she told Meg to send word anytime she felt she needed a vacation. "Hay I thought you said this was the one and only time that we would..." "Gabrielle now what kind of friends would we be if we couldn't help Meg out from time to time." Xena interrupted her bard before she could finish the sentence. "Contact us Meg when you're ready for another vacation." Xena finished while issuing Mom a wink. "Ready Cocoa," "Yes Ma'am," "Then let's get started, Argo." Gabrielle waved at Meg and blew Mom a kiss. Mom returned both the warriors and bard's sentiments before heading into the house. Meg watched totally confused. "Myrna what was all the winking and kissing all about?" She inquired while following the little cook back into the house. "Well, Meg one of these days I'll tell you." Mom smirked as images of the pair in their most challenging roles of all ran threw her mind. And so, THIS ends the tale of the Warrior...Tramp...Madam. Written and copyrighted @ by: L. B. Anderson January 31, 1999 alt fic index <> homepage