Dione tied a strip of cloth around Thyia’s waist to hold the smallish red gem to her belly button. Neither knew what sort of gem it was exactly, but guessed at ruby, only because everyone knew its name and colour. Thyia kissed Dione as she went close to her to tie the strip off.

“For luck!”

“I hope you won’t need luck, but I will be here with you.” As some sort of toll, ten bells starting ringing, so they readied for sleep, both naked with Thyia spooning Dione for body warm and skin contact. Thyia wrapped her arm over Dione’s body and fell asleep. It took a little longer for Dione to sleep as the shuttered lantern in the room still provided some shadowed light to distract her.

Dione thought over much while trying to sleep, being this close to Thyia she remembered her ordeal, although helping Thyia, helped herself, it wasn’t her fault and she accepted that now. With her sisters she was stronger and they were stronger with her being one of them. She felt a kinship with her stallion as he was the only one she decided she could ever truly and utterly trust. She knew it was magic that joined them but she felt their bond strengthening and wondered if the stallion’s past owner enjoyed the unconditional loyalty of this noble animal.

She reached out to him. Dione knew it was night, although not how far past dusk as ten bells was the last rung across the town many heartbeats ago now. His mind was clouded, she regretted her selfishness immediately. He didn’t though; she felt his joy and warmth towards her as he woke although he didn’t stand! He seemed satisfied, well fed, well-watered and regularly walked. His only question was when she would saddle him again and they would ride? Dione was light, he liked that she found out, so he could go far and go fast, almost not feeling her weight at all. She realised that when Charis first offered her this amazing animal and she felt intimidated by his size, her legs hardly wrapped around his girth!

The unintentional shared intimate experiences between them and their respective sexual conquests joined them in a way Dione cherish, her faithful loyal companion being one half of her forever. He returned her feeling and she felt him yawn so let him go and they both drifted off to sleep.

Dione felt her chest become constricted and then a scream followed. Dione was instantly awake, the shadowy light allowed her to confirm the cause and sound was Thyia. The sweat she felt was also from Thyia so she turned to face her and even in this light her face was scrunched up, pain clearly etched across it. With Dione moving, it allowed Thyia to brings her knees up to protect her belly button as a reflex, finishing by wrapping her arms around them. Dione wrapped herself around the ball of sweat that was now Thyia.

“I am here sister, Charis and Otonia distracted me with their attentions. Do you think if I did the same it would help?”

“T h e, p a i n…” Thyia squeezed the words through gritted teeth.

Dione kissed her sister or tried to but not much was returned. Then she thought and realised her bronze loop could be used to influence her. She rolled Thyia sweat ball on to her back with little resistance and then Dione straddled her face placing her womanhood within easy reach.

“Forget your pain sister, pleasure me.” Dione grabbed Thyia by her short black hair to attract her attention. She needed to repeat it six more times before the bronze loop broke through and diverted Thyia.

Dione paused for a moment and realised what she was doing. This wasn’t her, this wasn’t her way, Charis and Otonia introduced her to gentle and comforting love making. This was sort of, well, demanding. She looked into Thyia’s eyes and the desperation for relief, the pain clearly on her face and the willingness to be distracted from it. Another thought touch her mind, she is herd, she is yours to command and instruct.

When Thyia started to use her hands Dione knew the pain was being forgotten and that’s when Dione forgot herself as her sister was succeeding in her task. Then she felt approval from the other and she was stallion and it was her pleasure.

By dawn it was over and Thyia felt no obvious difference from the gem stone now embedded and merged behind her belly button. She wondered what she would discover, if she would discover any of the secrets of the gem. She kissed her sister and felt a reluctance to return the affection.

“It is alright, I needed to be ‘handled’ otherwise I still would have been wallowing in pain.” Thyia lifted Dione’s face up to hers, gently using one of her hands, either side of Dione’s face.

“I … am shocked at my forcing you, I mean we both know what it means to be helpless to do or be, well against our will and I subjected you to that last night and I don’t know why.” Her face red by the time she finished.

“I sense your Stallion does,” Dione looked hard at Thyia, “during, I thought I heard you nay, one or twice and when you were satisfied that sound was definitely present.” Dione fell back to the bed stunned. She sat up and looked at Thyia, her sister.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t realise my bond with him was, or is so subtle now as I sensed something but ignored it. I woke him last night while trying to go to sleep and I thought he went back to sleep.”

Thyia wrapper her arms around her troubled sister and kissed her on the top of her head.

“It was different, I can assure you of that, but it is good to know that I am ‘herd’ and protected.” There was a small pause of silence and then Thyia burst out into laughter. Dione’s face turned all the more red and then Thyia forced them both to tumble back onto the bed and Dione joined in and laughed with her. Every time she tried to say sorry, Thyia kissed her and smiled.

“Well, I am not sure if it was from attuning the gem or our horsing around,” she paused to smile, Dione laughed awkwardly with her, “but we need to take most of this bedroom to the bathhouse to rid this room of sweat smell!”

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The elder drew some magic from Charis to strengthen her against the coming ordeal choosing her breasts to locate the circles like Charis. They were old but still present she laughed with Charis and she went to sleep easily. Charis fell asleep as well and was woken by the elder shaking her awake and providing her with cheese and bread. Charis looked at her in surprise.

“I must just be a tough old thing. I can still feel the magic though, that gold circle is very special, so you need to go so an old lady who has dreamed of using magic can try a few things and then get down to learning more. I do have one favour; can you provide me with some ordinary, small gems? I want to see if I can do something special.”

“I will bring them later, I will need to disturb the three, which could be a challenge in itself!” she laughed.

The previous day the three chests were hidden under the “stage” once the carpenter left, blindfolded and escorted. Charis placed the bags of items in her room at the bottom of her bed locker and threw her second best dress upon them. Not the most ideal or safest place, but there really wasn’t any other that was better.

As Charis approached the door of the three’s room she heard the restrained sounds of pain escape human lips. Opening the door in concern, the three were in an agony dance on the bed, three naked bodies and limbs entangled. They were in a sweat and holding their breasts; all in a great deal of pain. Charis went to them and tried to comfort them using her bronze loops to influence their mood. After a very long time the pain eased and there was visible relief on their faces. They hugged Charis, who decided to be supportive instead of telling them they were foolish.

The three then forcefully started to remove Charis’ armour and clothes. Too much influence from the bronze loops Charis realised in that moment. With the three working in complete harmony Charis was naked before she could protest as each held her lips using their own in turn. Then they were upon her in a fever of lust and pleasure, Charis didn’t resist and was in ecstasy and then again. Charis thought she heard the three in her mind, she blinked, trying to reset her thoughts, but they were there. They were excited by the thought of bringing Charis to climax again and she could hear them plotting, but randomly, their voices fading in and then gone, part words, whole words and partial sentences. As some of the words matched the actions; touching, caressing and teasing Charis anticipated, making the targeted body part more available and was surprised when something different actual happened. The randomness between the two differences was ecstasy and then she came with a carnal scream, full, deep and all consuming.

The three Seers were exhausted, not only physically but also mentally, they lay were they finished unable to move, there was nothing left.

With the three still in her head, she tried to tell them that they would be hers to pleasure in return but they didn’t react in any way obvious. She heard them laugh seemingly at random, a joke or two shared between them so Charis could “hear” them chatter although not clearly and not all the time, she couldn’t directly “talk” to them; they only heard her when she talked. She was envious of them; they were open to each other, no hidden feelings and honest love in a complete connection.

“We are glad you heard our pain and attended to us Mistress. We regret we didn’t wait, but we were so keen and eager to begin our exploration and use of the items.” said Alcmene.

“It seems to be a common goal. I was just naive in that I thought my sisters would obey their Mistress.”

“We have learnt Mistress. We thought we could push the pain between us to even it out, but the pain was amplified due to our Seer connection and we suffered instead.” said Clymene.

“Your plan would have been good if only one tried to attune at a time, not all at once, I would think.” They all took in that moment of realisation as it made sense.

“Alcmene, I thought I heard Seer chatter…?”

“What did I tell you just then Mistress?”

“Nothing!” she laughed and they all joined in on that laughter regardless how tired they felt.

“Position ourselves sisters so we are touching our Mistress, top and either side of her head.” sent Alcmene.

As they shuffle into position around their Mistress, they Seer chatted, positioning, complaining how tired they were and how excited they were to be trying this!

“How is this possible? How can a Non-Seer ‘hear’ your thoughts?” said Charis.

“We have a theory that starts like this. Firstly Mistress you are different, your hair colour for a start, none of our company, including Otonia has ever seen your hair colour before. This tells us that you are different to every other person in the Duchy, but given we have been in your company for some time now we accept your humanity. To be honest it could be that you have the capacity to become a Seer without being a twin.” Alcmene paused in case Charis wanted to say anything.

“We know that sharing our love enhances our Seer abilities and to be perfectly honest since the first night of that discovery Clymene and Alcmene have tried to connect with every sister in our company. No real success obviously but we have been trying.” She paused this time to allow Clymene to continue as she was tried and thirsty.

“We know we were failures as far as our Temple was concerned. Before we gave up, we didn’t understand our failure, you must understand that our failure was such that it had never been seen before in tens of years. After twelve years in the Temple even the most passive Seer Twins could reach a certain Seer Level that we only dreamed of. Our teachers couldn’t understand our failure and became frustrated with us and in the end neglected us, eventually we would explore the Temple and get into mischief. After we made our own discovery we have been relentless in our lovemaking Mistress, it is a wonder you haven’t noticed some of our sisters more tired than usual and the company was probably relieved when Helice joined us because we are driven to be our best.”

“They are strong Seers Mistress, stronger than any I know exist.” added Helice.

“You have been attuned to your silver circle for many months so magic is in you. We have just attuned our silver circles, what they do for us is boost our abilities, it is like when you get exhausted you can tap into the silver circle to keep the contact up but I believe we will find it is more, we just haven’t started the discovery yet. When you joined us, to save us from our folly we were compelled as one, to drive you to ecstasy, you must understand we didn’t have a choice, we needed to draw from ourselves and draw from our silver circles to keep whatever it was going. It was beautiful Mistress.”

“I was going to apologise, but perhaps it isn’t required. That was the influence of my bronze loops, I used them to ease your pain by distracting you from it and I probably went beyond what was required.” said Charis.

“Well here we are Mistress and we don’t know where here is. Your Seer sensitivity, we will call it that, could be due to something within your linage, your long use of the silver circle, you compelling us to consume ourselves in your ecstasy, our shared oath, our devotion and love? Is it some of them or all of them, is it something yet to be discovered?” Clymene paused to collect her thoughts although she thought her explanation was losing her Mistress.

“All we know; is that tonight, if we didn’t know any better you would be considered Seer Skilled as if you just completed either first or second year at Temple, well not us because we were failures, but others that have demonstrated your level of Seer talent.” said Alcmene.

“Is there anything else Mistress?” asked Clymene.

Charis remembered the Mother Superior’s words; knowing that a Foretold is a Foretold is tricky, it is best to keep that circle of knowledge small. But if I do develop a Seer talent how will others not know?

When she returned from her thoughts they were all looking at her.

“I am sorry sisters I am still trying to understand that I could develop Seer abilities, is that correct?”

“Yes Mistress!” there was an intense enthusiasm to the response and if Charis was gold the term would be avarice! She felt her Seer-sisters wanted to possess and devour her, even though at the moment they were too exhausted to do so.

Charis got up from the bed bench that was the Seer’s bed, she felt their hands slide from her as they tried but there wasn’t any real strength left in them to hold her. When free she shuddered, a little, hoping upon hope that they were still under the influence of the bronze loop and that with time they would find a new tolerable normal for all their sakes.

Meanwhile the three Seers giggled within their connection and decided as soon as they were able they would collect their under cloth and go naked to the bath room to soak and to see if they could lure any others into their play.

Charis wondered if other warrior-sisters would try to attune their items before they were asked to. So Charis went to the Training Room first and found Astera training with wooden practice weapons testing Thyia. She then went to Otonia’s door and heard noises, so she forced her way into her room.

Otonia was curling up in bed in pain; occasionally hitting the wall with her feet. Charis reached out to her. Otonia hugged her like a life line. The pain is all she would say, the pain. It was almost late afternoon before the pain subsided and Otonia was a ball of sweat, her relief obvious. Charis used a bowl of water and a nearby rag to wipe Otonia down. She dressed Otonia in her under cloth and assisted her to the bath room. It was with some relief that she placed her in the care of Dione. Although Dione was there recovering from the recent attentions of the Seers who welcomed one more. Charis left them all to check on one other sister.

Charis opened the door to the Training Room and found Thyia sparring with Astera. She was relieved. During a pause Charis called Astera over.

“Yes Mistress?”

“Where is your gem?” asked Charis.

“As instructed I have kept it in my room?” she answered questioningly.

She walked up and hugged her.

“Let’s go to your room.”

“Mistress?”

“Now!” snapped Charis. Thyia was uncertain. Follow or not follow, Charis seemed angry for some reason.

Astera approached her room’s open doorway and went into her room cautiously. Charis slowly closed the door and went to sit on Astera’s bed.

“I am sorry Astera. I should be treating you with kindness and respect, since you are the only one who has followed the plan. Come here, you aren’t in trouble, you are perfect.”

Smiling, Astera went to sit beside Charis on the bed.

“Have you got your gem?”

Astera reached between her legs and lifted the mattress to present the gem to her Mistress. Charis took off Astera’s chest armour, took the gem and placed it on her belly button, then reached behind herself and pull out a strip of cloth and tied it around Astrea’s body to hold the gem in place.

“This is for tomorrow night?”

“No I am advancing the schedule, since you are the only one that was willing to wait as you were commanded. Wait here I will return shortly.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Charis was gone a few heartbeats and then Thyia step through the doorway closing the door behind her.

“Thyia, go, the Mistress is returning soon!”

“I was worried about you, I thought you were in trouble, I haven’t seen the Mistress like that before, she was disappointed and I thought she was disappointed in you.”

“Well I wasn’t. Thyia.” said Charis.

Thyia jumped and turned around to face Charis and then melted under her gaze, going to one knee and bowing her head.

“Sorry Mistress.”

“Thyia is just concerned about me. She didn’t understand that you were actually rewarding me. I mean, I didn’t really know until we were in the room together.” replied Astera.

“Thyia, you may as well stay. Astera will need some comfort when she attunes the gem as you know.” said Charis.

“Thank you Mistress, I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“Thyia, take your armour and clothes off please.”

Thyia did not question, did not hesitate and started to remove pieces of her armour. Astera was confused at this point, because Charis wasn’t herself, she was upset like Thyia thought. Astera stood and removed the rest of her armour. They arrived naked together before Charis and both hugged Charis out of concern.

“It will be alright Mistress. Let us see this night through together and then we can just ask them tomorrow. You will be yourself again and I am sure the sisters didn’t mean to disappoint you, they were keen to impress you and they thought they could attune their gifts in their own way and then begin to explore any new abilities or powers. Now, Thyia and I feel you are overdressed so time to join us and see me through a rough time hopefully with plenty of distraction.” smiled Astera.

During the night the pain started but it was tolerable with the comfort provided by Charis and Thyia. They broke their fast by treating themselves with a trip across the road to the Inn. The Innkeeper did not forget one of the Three, especially Charis and provided a fine cooked meal to her and her two friends. Once finished they thanked the Innkeeper and returned to the Shop.

As they went through the elder’s room she didn’t even notice them as she was up in her loft deep in her spell book.

Charis turned to both of them and presented them with a half a coin each.

“I found these and they are a pair and I thought of you two, I am not sure what coin gifts do, but halves of a coin would be best given to halves of a pair that fight and train together and more importantly obey orders. I suspect it would be best if you attune these together, so when you are ready, let me know and we will spend the night together again.”

“Thank you Mistress!” they both said in unison. Charis left the small gems she rescued from the Seers on the elder’s table, knowing the elder would find them and no one would steal them while they waited for her.