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Disney owns, I don’t. I am weak and pitiful, and not worthy of being sued. Check out Nurse Bonnie by RC Williams, just a fun read which will... hopefully... get updated shortly. Not that I'm one to talk at all...
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Late Night Home – Chapter 5
Tara took a seat in the kitchen, pushing a cup of coffee over to Bonnie, who took it gratefully. The blond psychiatrist had a smile pasted on her face as she watched her best friend closely. “So... you had something of a breakthrough last night I hear?”
Bonnie sighed, putting her mug down gently. “You know I don't like talking to you when you go all shrink on me.”
Tara nodded, but pushed on. “I know. That's also what got you into trouble, thinking you had no one to go to with your problems.” Tara paused a moment, deciding how to proceed. “Why don't you just tell me what happened.”
Bonnie shook her head slightly, knowing she wasn't going to get out of this, but not seeing many ways out of it. “I just heard the way that Ron was with Kim, and I... I just didn't like it. I mean, even if that's always what I wanted, when I heard Kim going through it...” Bonnie took a sip of her coffee, before deciding the one way she might get out of it, if only for a little bit. “All that really happened to Kim? I mean, I never would have thought... I knew she had changed when you brought me into the group, and especially to Ron...”
Tara wasn't fooled for a moment. “You're going to avoid the subject, aren't you?” She rolled her eyes, and the two shared a brief laugh. “All right, if I finish the story where Ron left off, I expect a lengthy talk with you about how you're feeling. You got me?”
Bonnie nodded, her attention fully on the subject at hand. Tara took a quick sip of her own coffee, getting her mind on the matter at hand. “Now just remember, I can't tell you anything that breaks doctor/patient confidentiality, but both Ron and Kim are fine with you knowing the general story.”
Tara put down her mug, entwined her fingers, and met Bonnie's attentive gaze. “Ron wasn't being entirely truthful about that first two weeks. Yes, he wanted to take Kim home, but the state of mind she was in... it wasn't good. She needed constant physical gratification, and she would have had no problem taking matters into her own hands, probably past the point of physical safety. That was a real concern for all of us. Ron was keeping her level, acceding to her wishes, but it was obvious something had to be done. At the time, the swinger group had been around for a couple years, after Josh and I started it with a few like minded couples. Problem was, I knew exactly how Ron was going to react.
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“ARE YOU CRAZY?”
Tara sighed, keeping her posture relaxed and open, trying anything to keep him from being overly defensive. “Ron, I'm not suggesting putting a notice in a magazine for all to see. I'm talking a select group of individuals who will assist in Kim's treatment.”
“No, you're talking about someone else being with Kim.” Ron was pacing the floor now, and Tara was glad she had found an empty room at the hospital for them to have this discussion. “You're talking about someone else sleeping with her and having sex with her and...”
Tara grabbed Ron by the arm, forcing him to stop. Looking her in the eye, he could see the concern there. Slowly, she pulled him to a seat, and sat down in front of him. “Ron, I know what I'm proposing sounds wrong, and I haven't exactly finished all my training yet, but you asked for me because you trusted me. So trust me now. Have you taken a look at yourself in a mirror lately?”
Ron looked down at himself, probably for the first time in weeks. His clothes, unchanged in three days, looked like they belonged to a beggar on the streets. Tara took in the gaunt look on his face, the deep, dark circles under his eyes, and knew he hadn't slept more than two hours a night, if that, since they got to the hospital, and probably even before that when he was looking for her, though he refused to tell her about that besides the basic details. And the smell that trailed off him was a mixture of sweat and sex, and while he probably didn't notice it, it was obvious to everyone who came within ten feet of him.
Tara's hand went to Ron's chin, lifting it up so he was looking at her. “Ron, you're falling apart. If you keep up at this pace, you won't be around to help Kim out at all. And what about your children?”
Ron flinched at that, and his shoulders just sagged, as if a huge weight had just been placed on them. “The kids can't even visit their mother right now. Do you know how wrong that is?”
Tara could practically feel the sobs Ron wanted to let loose but couldn't, his shoulders shaking. “Ron, it will be all right. We'll find a way to help Kim, and you can all be a family again. But you need to let us help you.”
Ron stared down at the floor, his shoulders slumped. Tara knew how hard this would be for him to accept, so she let him think. For a couple minutes, he just sat there, Tara holding his hand. When he looked up again, she could see a bit of fire in his eyes, a fire she hadn't seen in days. “What's your plan?”
Tara nodded slowly, meeting his gaze. “Ron, Josh and I... we're swingers.” Ron's face took on such a look of confusion that Tara couldn't help giggling. Despite traveling around the world, the evil he fought and lived through, he still had a naivety to him that she found cute. “Ron, Josh and I are members of a group, very discreet, who engage in... erotic pleasures with other consenting couples.
Ron's eyes widened in shock at that. “You and Josh... you two...”
“Have wild monkey sex with five other couples? Oh yeah.” Ron's jaw dropped to the floor, and as cute as that was, she knew she had to get to the point. “Yes, Josh and I have sex with other couples for fun. That's what swinging is.”
“But... but... I mean, don't you two love... I mean...”
“Ron, there is a big difference between sex and love, at least for some people. Josh and I are comfortable enough with ourselves and with our relationship that we don't mind experimenting with others.”
Ron appeared thoughtful now, probably equating his current situation with what she was saying. “And this group... they would... help?”
Tara nodded quickly, and moved to assure him. “You would meet all the members and set all the ground rules, who participates, how they participate, everything. I've already talked to them, only in general terms without revealing any details, and they're willing to help when they can. We can set up a schedule, one that you would be comfortable with. Everyone gets checked regularly, so there's no chance of disease or anything. It will remain completely confidential, only with the members of the group, and a few doctors.”
At the word doctors, Ron's head shot up sharply, a worried expression on his face, one bordering on fear. “Have you talked to Kim's folks about this?”
Tara knew what Ron was worried about. “Andrea understood the situation and has no problem. James...” Tara tried to find the right way to phrase it, “James was a little more... uncertain.”
“Uncertain?” Ron's face has a look of incredulous disbelief. “I'm surprised he didn't launch you up on the next probe.”
“Oh, he was going to, believe me.” Tara chuckled softly, remembering the look on his face, one that scared her quite well. “But then I told him to consider what Kim is going through, and to take a look at you. When he saw you an hour ago, he agreed quickly.”
Ron settled back into his seat, resignation settling in. “I look that bad, huh?”
“Yeah, you do.” Tara, seeing he was accepting her suggestion, however reluctantly, decided to push ahead with the second thing she had to bring to his attention. “Now that the easy one is out of the way, there is something else I have to speak to you about.”
Ron's eyes widened again, his eyebrows shooting up in shock. “THAT was the easy one?”
Tara sighed, clutching his hand in hers. “Yes, because I knew I'd be able to talk you into that step, especially once you learned Kim's parents were on board. This second one... is not that easy.”
“Harder than deciding to let others sleep with my wife?”
Tara slowly nodded. “Yes Ron, harder than that. Because what I need to teach you goes against who you are. Ron, we believe that Kim's levels can be brought down enough gradually to allow her conscious mind to emerge and allow her to regain control. But we can't do that when you cater to her requests. Kim has always been the dominating personality in your lives, always in control. Now, she doesn't have that control. You have to learn to take control, or she's never going to get better. Basically, at least in the bedroom, you are pretty much going to have to be her master.”
Ron pulled his hand away quickly, raising them almost defensively. “No way! You can't expect me to do that, that's the last thing Kim needs. She needs me to love her, not control her.”
Tara shook her head sadly. “Ron, it's not like you're thinking. A dominant/submissive relationship doesn't need to be about pain or anything like that. All it is is about control, and that's what Kim needs, since she can't provide that herself. And if you have any doubts about relationships like that, just look at Josh and I.”
Ron's innocence was just so cute as he stared at her in shock. “You mean... Josh is your... master?”
“Actually, he's submissive to me. I'm his Mistress. You've visited enough times, have you ever seen us as anything but a loving couple?”
“Well... no...”
“And that's what you need to be for Kim, at least until she's better, and maybe even beyond that, at least in the bedroom anyways. I'll teach you what you need to know, and you can use that to help Kim. Ron, it's the only way.”
Ron sat solemnly again, his breathing deep and even. When he looked up again, his expression was serious. “All right, I'll do it. Teach me what I need to help Kim.”
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Bonnie was sitting attentively as she clutched the half empty mug in her hands. “I guess that explains it then. I mean, I never thought I'd see Ron like he's been with me when we were in high school. I mean, he was always just the goofy loser, hanging around Kim all the time. I still remember how shocked I was that first time with him. I knew he was uncertain, but once we got going...”
“Believe me, I had to coach him quite a bit before your first time with him, and even then he wasn't exactly uncomfortable with the idea.” Tara rose from her seat, grabbing the pot and topping up both their drinks. She sat down again, appearing almost wistful. “Ron never did take well to the dominance thing. I think he'd much rather an equal and loving partnership, but he did learn what he needed to. He seems almost a natural at it now, but it's a lot of work for him. I had a couple of volunteers from the group to help, since I didn't think he'd take well to training with Josh.” Bonnie snickered at the thought, but said nothing. “It was Hope that volunteered, because I knew Ron would be more comfortable with someone he knew, but what I didn't count on was his devotion to Kim.”
Bonnie nodded and smiled. “I figured that would be a problem. I mean, I couldn't just see him jumping into bed with someone else, no matter what. I still don't see how you did it.”
“I didn't.” Tara took a sip and sighed. “Ron took to the lessons well enough, he was even getting through to Kim a bit, not much, but a bit. But until he took that final step, he'd never properly learn to take control. Then, about a month after he took Kim home, we had a visitor, one that I never expected. Shego.”
Bonnie almost dropped her mug, but managed to keep control. “Shego? I mean, I knew that she helped Ron find Kim, but I just thought that was one of those 'I'm evil, but not that evil' things involving respect and all that.”
Tara just shrugged. “It probably was, at least at first. But after that visit...”
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Tara was sitting on the couch, waiting for Ron to finish in the bedroom. It was obvious to the casual observer that Ron was definitely skilled. Listening to Kim made it even more obvious, even if the least bit of sexual attention was enough for her. But with Ron, it was that much better for her. Even through her haze of sexual frenzy, the touch of her husband was worth any three of the group. That thought gave Tara a lot of hope.
“Damn, Stoppable's good, isn't he?”
Tara whirled and fell off the couch when she heard the voice behind her. There had been no warning, no sound, and when Tara saw the trademark green and black outfit, she backed up quickly across the floor. “Shego!”
Shego just gave Tara a smirk and leaned against the door frame. “Settle down Doc, I ain't here to hurt you. I just came here to see how Princess is doing. Pretty good by the sounds of it.”
Tara backed up into the wall and slowly brought herself to her feet. “What are you doing here?”
Shego just shook her head slowly. “Like I said, I'm here to help. I was looking through your files, and saw you had hit a roadblock with Stoppable.”
That caught Tara's attention. “My confidential patient files?”
Shego continued to smirk as she made her way into the room and sat down on the couch. “Yeah, you really should look into getting a better lock on that filing cabinet. I mean, I had it open in seconds.” Shego lounged back on the couch, her hands behind her head. “Anyways, I'm here to help you get Stoppable over that little hurdle of his.”
Tara had about a thousand questions and comments running through her mind, but one question stuck out ahead of all the others. “Why?” She pushed off from the wall now to stand on her own, watching the green skinned villainess. “Why are you so interested in helping them? You trying to find something to blackmail them with?”
Shego just scoffed at that. “Oh please, if I wanted to blackmail Kimmie, I would have done it by now. I was with Ron when we found her, remember?” Shego stretched her legs, planting them softly on the coffee table. “Look, if you want an explanation, think of it as... professional courtesy. Princess got a bum rap on this deal, and no one deserves what she went through. As for why I'm interested in helping now, well, let's just say this one is for me. I've seen Stoppable when that monkey mojo is working for him, and according to your notes, that applies to the bedroom as well. I just want to see what that's all about. I'm sure Kimmie won't begrudge me that, all things considered.”
Tara didn't want to offend this woman, who she knew could launch her through a wall as easily as breathing, but she had to say something. “I don't think we need you help on this. I have everything taken care of. As well, the group that we're involved with has specific rules and...”
Tara paused as Shego slowly slid a hidden zipper on her suit down, exposing the creamy skin and just the tops of her breasts. With a smile, Shego reached in between her breasts and pulled out a piece of paper. “My latest test results from last week. I check out clean. I'm not some kind of slut, hopping from bed to bed after all.” Shego rose slowly, almost seductively to her feet, and slinked her way over to Tara. “Since I went freelance, I've been bored. I've spent quite a bit of time the last month watching you and your little clubhouse. I know all about all your rules. I'll even send you regular updates if I do decide to play around with someone else.” Now Shego was right in Tara's face, smiling sweetly. Her lips were a scant inch from Tara's, her hot breath almost caressing the blond's skin. “So what do you say? Can Shego play?”
Tara gulped, feeling Shego's breasts press against her own. Normally, she liked to be in control when it came to sex, but with this woman, Tara could almost picture herself submitting. It was an intoxicating feeling. “He'll never go for it, no matter how much he needs to take that step.”
Shego licked her lips and sighed softly. “Oh, I think between the two of us, we can be really... persuasive.” Shego's hand slid lightly along Tara's hip, and the blond shuddered. “So what do you say? Want to help me get into Ron's pants?”
Tara closed her eyes and focused on shutting out the outside stimuli, focusing her analytical mind on the problem at hand. Ron almost refused to touch Hope in their lessons, and he refused to cheat on Kim. But it was hindering his training, and she knew Kim would understand once things had improved. And Shego's suggestion did have merit. After all, if the villainess could inspire such feelings in her, even Ron would have a very difficult time resisting. It might be just what the doctor ordered.
Tara opened her eyes, her control firmly re-established. “I think you might have a good idea.”
Shego could feel the change in the young woman, but it didn't bother her. Whether it was her head or her pussy that was agreeing, it was all the same in the end.
Ron's timing couldn't be better, as they heard him coming down the stairs, neither having noticed when Kim had gone quiet. “Kim's fallen asleep finally. Don't know how long it will last, but... Shego?” Ron, dressed only in a bathrobe, dropped almost into a defensive stance as he saw the villainess in his house. The stance dropped though when he saw the position Tara and Shego were in. “Umm... what...”
Tara just smiled as Shego pulled back a little. “Ron, I've decided that we need to take more... drastic steps in your training.” Ron stood on the bottom of the stairs, shocked. Tara moved to him and took him by the hand, leading him over to the soft chair in the living room. She could see the tension in Ron's shoulders, and moved behind him, rubbing him gently.
Shego meanwhile was not sitting on her hands through this. Slowly, she lowered the zipper further on her outfit, until it was down to her waist, though her breasts still remained unexposed, providing only a considerable view of the valley between them. She was swaying slowly side to side, as if dancing to a quiet tune only she could hear, but her gaze was locked firmly on Ron's wide eyes.
When she was right in front of him, slowly pulling back the fabric of her outfit, Ron tried to bolt from the chair. Tara pushed him back down firmly by the shoulders. His frantic gaze looked up at her, and she knew he had the strength to get away, but for the moment, he was trusting her. “Ron, we've talked about this. You can't train with Kim if you don't know what you're doing, and you know she won't respond to anyone like she does you.”
“But... but... I can't... I can't cheat on Kim.”
His gaze was brought back sharply when he felt Shego's hand running across his chest. “Ron, you know you're doing this to help Kim. But you can't help her if you can't get past this.”
Tara brought her arms around Ron now, sliding her hands under Ron's robe to join Shego in stroking his chest, slowly and carefully pulling the robe apart to expose his bare skin. “I know you want to stay loyal to Kim, and I love that about you, but you have to help her, and I can't help you much more without your help on this.”
“But... but...”
Tara brought one hand up, placing a finger gently over his lips, silencing him. “Shhh... let us help you.”
Shego meanwhile had continued parting the robe until his bare waist was exposed. Despite having just been with Kim, he was rock hard already, and Shego smiled appreciatively. “I knew some part of you wanted to come out and play.” Before Ron could protest, she took him in her mouth, savouring the taste, and Ron could only groan.
Tara was leaning in now, kissing his neck and shoulders while continuing to run her hands over his chest. Her lips came up to meet his, and though he hesitated, he was soon enthusiastically meeting her kisses with his own.
Shego, sensing the moment, rose quickly while Ron was distracted, shucked the last of her outfit, and impaled herself, relishing the surge that shot through her. Ron jerked his head away from Tara to look at Shego in shock, but the villainess just smiled. With more tenderness than Ron thought possible, Shego gently cupped his chin, her eyes showing nothing but concern. “Ron... fuck me.”
For a moment, all three were still, until finally relenting, Ron's hands moved to Shego's hips. Taking that as assent, Shego rose slowly before driving herself back onto him. Her eyes closed as she felt him deep within her, and her muscles clenched tight within her, trying to hold him in even as she rose up off him.
The pair quickly established a rhythm, with Ron starting to thrust upwards to meet her. Tara alternated between the two of them, kissing them, playing with Shego's nipples, driving both of them to greater and higher heights of ecstacy.
Finally, Shego couldn't stand it anymore, the sensations were too much. As Tara chewed softly on her hard nipple, Shego slammed herself on top of him and felt the shudder ripple through her body as she came. Practically screaming now, she felt her muscles squeeze and ripple along his shaft buried deep, and Ron let out a howl as well, as he released deep within her. Shego shuddered on top of him, her hands clutching his shoulder, as she felt the warm blast within her, and with one last groan, she fell against him, spent.
Shego slowly lifted her head up to meet his gaze, her hair falling over his face, until she met his eyes. “Now, you should have no problem helping Kimmie out, will you?” She leaned forward, and kissed him softly for the first time.
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“Well, since then, Shego has, unofficially, been a member of the group, though she only gets together with Kim and Ron.”
Bonnie just shook her head. “But... isn't Shego an international criminal? I mean, Global Justice must know that she visits. And what about Kim, isn't it her job to bring her in? Didn't they just fight over at the museum like a month ago?”
Tara laughed softly, brushing an errant strand of hair from her face. “She is, and they do. It's a... complicated relationship. Let's just say, when it comes to a bust, they don't let that affect their personal relationship, even if Shego gets thrown in jail. But when Shego is here, Global Justice just decided to declare this a neutral zone. They won't touch her then. But Shego doesn't abuse that either. She'll steal something in the area, Kim and her will fight, and if Shego gets away, Kim and Ron know she'll be dropping by for some fun later that night. She'll take off afterwards, and the cycle continues.”
Bonnie just laughed softly. “Yeah, that's complicated all right.” Bonnie finished off her second cup, letting out a sigh. “So... obviously Kim is better now. When did that happen? It had to be before I joined the group.”
Tara just nodded. “It was, but the first breakthrough didn't happen until six months in. Kim still hadn't seen her kids in all that time, it just wasn't safe. Same with her parents for the most part. But we were weaning her down, especially now that Ron was handling his training better. By three months, he was her full Master, and she acknowledged him as such, only acting when he said so, and things seemed to be improving. But that one night...”
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Ron was driving into her from behind, groaning as she flexed her muscles deep within her, trying hard to draw out what she wanted. She had cum three times already, and he wanted to make her peak a fourth time before ending for the night. She was sleeping better, for which he was thankful, and the need for restraints was over, but Ron was starting to despair that he'd never get his wife back the way she had been before.
His attentions returned to the matter at hand when he felt her grind her ass back against him, and he knew she was close. No longer holding back, he pounded into her faster, seeking to drive them both over the edge at the same time. When he felt her tense up, and heard her yell, it was too much for him, and he released.
Ron fell onto the bed beside her, gasping for breath. Kim was as well, her head buried in the pillow, as she shook a bit with the aftershocks running through her. Ron was about to reach for the light switch to get some sleep when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Ron... can you... can you hold me?”
Ron's eyes went wide as he whirled to face her, and he could see the tears in her eyes. Kim had not cried, except in pleasure, since he had found her, and she hadn't called him Ron in months, not since establishing his dominant role over her. His arms quickly went around her, holding her tight, and Kim sobbed openly into his chest.
“I... I remember... everything... how can you... how can you stand me...”
“Shhh...” Ron quickly kissed her, and then again. “It's not your fault. I love you KP, no matter what. We'll get through this, together.”
For the first time in months, as he held her close until she fell asleep, he had hope that he would have her back.
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“That wasn't the last of it, she was back to the insatiable stage again that morning, but now we had hope. For the next six months, her periods of lucidity became more and more frequent. Kim herself was fighting for control now that she had time. By the end, they were stretching for days. After a year since it happened, she was almost back to normal, at least enough to treat properly by normal methods of psychiatric care. She still needs the drug in her system, I don't think she'll ever be clear of it, since her body produces it naturally, but she's in control of it now. She can even let that side of herself out now without fear.”
“I talked with Ron and Kim at that time, once we were sure she was in control. I was going to tell them that they didn't need the group anymore, that Ron should be able to handle what came up.” Tara gave a small smirk, shaking her head slightly. “It seems they had talked about it quite a bit by then, about the group and their activities, and between them they decided to stay in the group. It was Kim who told me that she had no fears about losing Ron, that if he stuck with her through that, she knew that a little harmless fun wouldn't come between them. And now it would be fun, instead of just necessity.” Tara's fingers ran along the handle of the mug, sighing softly. “I honestly don't know if I would have had the strength that those two had. I mean, I love Josh like crazy, but those two...”
“Makes you a bit jealous, doesn't it?”
Tara laughed softly. “Just a little. I don't think there's anything those two can't face together.”
“You two finished talking?”
Both turned to see Kim, her arm wrapped around Ron's waist. It was obvious they had just gotten out of the shower, their hair was still wet and both were wrapped in towels. It was also obvious Kim had had a VERY good time in the shower, as evidenced by her grin. Tara just smiled at the pair of them. “Just finished off the rest of the story for Bonnie here.”
Bonnie rose from her seat, and without a word, she embraced Kim and Ron, much to their surprise. Except for the previous night, she had always been a little distant from them, keeping her emotions in check. The sudden outburst was a surprise to both.
“You guys helped me so much, and you were going through something so bad...”
Kim wrapped her free arm around Bonnie and held her. “Hey, no big. That's what friends are for.”
The trio stood there in the kitchen, holding each other close, for quite some time as Tara watched on, smiling brightly. After ten minutes though, Tara decided to say something. “You're not getting out of talking to me Bonnie.”
“Damn!”
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Author’s Notes – Shego drops in next chapter to do a little stealing and a whole lot of screwing around with her favourite married couple.
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