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Part Twenty Three

“Very well, This is what you will need to make a really nice Mongolian Beef. For this recipe, we are going to need a pound of sirloin or Flank steak, I picked up a couple of pounds of good quality steak for this at the farmer's market. Hocksteddler's Ranch has some of the best Beef within a hundred miles.” I said removing the two pound slab-o-beef from the fridge and unwrapped it for my companions to see.

“Ohh that looks tasty!” Mel cooed.

“Agreed it is a very well marbled chunk of beef. What's next?” My Skunkette asked.

“ Mise en place.” I said. Mel Nodded. Sherry tilted her head not quite following.

“Mise en place, is a French culinary phrase, which means 'putting in place' or 'everything in its place.' It refers to the set up required before cooking, and is often used in professional kitchens to refer to organizing and arranging the ingredients.” Mel said to Sherry as she set out a set of bowls on the counter placing the cutting board in it's station and pulling an eight inch French knife from the block, testing the edge with her thumb and removing the steel giving the blade eight quick passes to hone the edge before setting it on the cutting board returning the steel to the block and looking at me. I nodded approvingly.

“Verry well done Mousey mine. Feeling ready to try and prep the Mise tonight?” I asked very proud of my companion.

“Yes Sir, I'd like to try at least. I think I am getting better and really appreciate your lessons in the culinary arts.” Mel said as I handed her an apron. She tied back her hair washed her hands and moved the small step-stool into place to give her a better angle for the prep.

“Very well Mousey mine, here is what you are going to need for your mise tonight.” I said pulling produce from the fridge and placing it on the center island.

“Take One bunch of leeks,top them, wash them and then cut them into slices about one and a half inches long. If you don't have leeks you can use white or yellow onion cut into strips. Next you will need at least two cloves of garlic, I tend to like garlic so in this recipe I would use about four depending on the size, mince it nicely. One package of rice vermicelli noodles, we will be frying these after we soak them. Next Measure out your sauces, three tablespoons of dark soy sauce, divided; two tablespoons in one container and one tablespoon into another.” I said as I watched my Mousey carefully cut the tops from the leeks then wash the cylinders returning to the cutting board she deftly cut them into one and a half inch chunks and quartered them into strips placing them into a large mise bowl. Then measure out the soy sauce into two quarter cup Mise bowls

“Nicely done Mel.” I praised.

“Next, Two tablespoons of Hoisin sauce. It is in the fridge in the tall squeeze bottle.”

“Then you will need One tablespoon of Chinese Rice wine, it is in the corked brown ceramic jug on the floor of the pantry, with the red ribbon on it. Next you will need one teaspoon of sesame oil, a table spoon of corn starch, one half teaspoon of sugar, a half teaspoon of chili sauce. You like spicy? Cher, Mel?” I ask, both morphs nod happily.

“ Should we use Sriracha, sir?” Mel held up the bottle of deep red chili sauce with the rooster on it.

“Ooh, Rooster Sauce! I Love That stuff, It is nice and spicy!” Sherry crooned, her eyes taking on that subtle glow once more.

“Yes Mel that will do nicely. I usually add at least a teaspoon so we shall see how you gals like it, you can always add more to your bowl.” I said with a grin. “Spicy Mousey, huh?” I asked Mel winked approvingly.

“Always your Spicy Mousey, Sir.” Mel trilled as I caressed her jawline.

“Place one and a half teaspoons of cornstarch and add two tablespoons of cold water into the next mise bowl. That will be the thickening slurry we add to it at the end.”

“Then place a cup and a half of oil into a steel bowl, I like to use peanut for this.” I said measuring it into a steel bowl. “You will see later why I use a steel bowl for this part.” I say with a wink.

“Thinly Slice your beef across the grain,” I say placing the beef on the cutting board.

I demonstrated slicing through about half the block of beef placing the slices in one of the bowls before turning it over to my Mousey. She was much slower, but her knife cuts were consistent. She placed the beef in the larger bowl with the rest of the slices, then moved onto the garlic. Removing four large cloves from the head of garlic she placed them on the cutting board and laid the wide blade of the French knife across them and sharply smacked the flat of the blade with her fist crushing the garlic and freeing it from the papery skins at the same time. The smell of pungent garlic wafted up from the cutting board. Mel then easily removed the skins from the garlic and once she had peeled all four , she added a pinch of salt to the cloves, then deftly minced them using a rocking motion of the knife by keeping the tip on the board and raising and lowering the blade as she moved through the mashed cloves and placing them in a small glass bowl.

“Verry well done, Mel, now dump the two Tablespoons of soy sauce, Chinese rice wine, and sesame oil into the beef slices and coat them well, then add the corn starch and massage it in. Soak the rice noodles in some hot water until they are pliable.” I instruct placing the noodles into a large bowl and adding hot water to cover.

“Add to the leeks the hoisin sauce, sugar, chili sauce and one Tablespoon of dark soy sauce, mix well and set aside. It goes pretty fast from here on out.” I say bringing out my fourteen inch wok placing it on the ring on the stove and blazing the gas burner on high. Pouring the peanut oil into the wok and swirling it to coat the inner surface evenly as it heated. I set a baking sheet on the counter next to the stove and lined it with paper towels, turned and drained the rice noodles. Extracting a single noodle, I tossed it into the wok. It sat in the oil for a few seconds before seeming to come alive twisting puffing up and dancing in the hot oil. I plucked it out with my long chopsticks, placing it on the paper towels before turning to my morphs.

“Now this is the fun part!” I said tossing the entire package of springy rice noodles into the hot oil.

Crinkle...crinkle...FOOMP! The rice noodles grew and expanded five times their volume filling the wok with light puffy crispy noodles. Using a wire spider and my chopsticks I deftly moved them to the draining paper. I grinned at the shocked looks mirrored on my morph's muzzles.

“Like I said, Fun.” I chuckled carefully pouring off all but three tablespoons of the hot oil back into the steel bowl.

“Ooh, hot oil, that's why you used steel, gotcha.” Mel said with a nod.

“Exactly! Now hand me the garlic, if you please. We need to fry it until it is aromatic which in a wok doesn't take long at all.” I said returning the wok to the stove.

The garlic sizzled and danced in the hot oil and filled the kitchen with a mouth-watering aroma. I quickly added the beef. Whisking it around the curved surface with the Chan, [the main tool used with a wok also known s a 'Chinese spatula'] sizzling in the fragrant oil until it was almost cooked through, then placing it on the baking sheet to drain. Next I added a scoach more peanut oil to the wok and added the leeks, they hissed releasing clouds of flavorful steam as they were quickly moved around the wok taking less than two minutes to cook to perfection pouring the corn starch slurry into the middle of the wok I brought it to a boil and added the beef back into the mix combining all the ingredients coating it with the thickening sauce, then pouring it into a serving bowl. Turned to my girls and took a bow.

Assembling the meal was a breeze, on three square platters I placed a bed of crispy rice noodles and ladled the saucy strips of beef over them and set them before my companions to enjoy.

“To our first successful Farmers Market day!” I declared.

“Oh this is amazing!” Mel moaned in pleasure at her first bite.

“Could use a bit more rooster sauce, but soo yummy!” Cheryl commented around a bite of spicy beef.

“Just be glad I went easy on you and did Not add the dry chili pods the more authentic restaurants use.” I chuckle handing her the bottle of Sriracha 'Rooster sauce'.

“Careful with that, Cher; I do make this stuff myself ya know, and this batch is a bit more potent then the commercial stuff.” I warn the purple skunk.

“Sokay, I like spicy.” she grinned placing a dollop of it on her middle finger, opened her muzzle extended her pretty pink tongue slightly, popping it in her muzzle, sucking her middle finger suggestively... A moment later her eyes went wide and started to water. She squeaked deep in her throat as the sauce blazes across her taste buds. She suddenly realized the error of her action and quickly reached for a glass of ice water. Panting from the burn, Turning her head she fanned her open muzzle with her hand, huffing.

“Whoa! That has a real zing to it!” she exclaimed bolting half her glass of ice water as Mel giggled.

“He Did try and warn ya Sherry.” Mel taunted smiling at the skunks spicy distress.

“I know, I know, and I really like it though! It has great flavor, and a lot of heat. Woohoo glad I tasted it before just splattering it on my food like I usually do. I think I will add juuust a little this time.” the Skunkette said shaking her head trying to cool the burn with another bite of dinner.

“Glad you like it hon, this batch came out a bit more potent then what I was expecting but than again I was using my own home grown chili's, it took a bit of experimenting but I came up with something I like that I can call my own. Just like you two.” I said giving my girls a loving smile and taking their hand in mine.

“The idea totally amazes me that you could make this stuff on your own, I Never thought you could make this stuff at home. My master is truly amazing.” The purple Skunkette said squeezing my hand. “Thank you, Master.” she said softly lowering her head. I saw a very sweet smile dusting her muzzle.

“You are quite welcome Cher, you honor me with your life bond. And I want you and Mel to have the best life you can. I know Bree approves of you both I want you to know that brings a joy and contentment to my life I thought I would never be able to recapture.” I smiled at my beloveds.

“Good day, good food and the unconditional love we all share between us, makes it all worth while.” I finish.

“Do you think you would be able to teach me to make your fiery rooster sauce?” Sherry asks, finding herself going back to the bottle placing a drop or two on each bite. “The more I eat of this stuff, the more I want! It's almost addictive! But in small doses, it has such great flavor and the heat isn't overpowering. I could eat this stuff on anything.” the Skunkette declared happily.

“Even Ice cream?” Mel joked and Sherry tilted her head thinking about that a moment.

“Yeah, I think so, the ice cream would cool the burn. I may have to try that one day.” she grinned at the slack-jawed mouse. I chuckled

“I am glad you like my condiments Love, and yes, I can easily show you how to make this stuff. Remind me when the Chili's are ripe and you can assist me in making the next batch. How does that sound to you hon?” I asked beaming at my adventurous Skunkette.

“That sounds great to me! Call me a Spicy Purple Love Goddess!” Cher chortled finishing off her platter of Mongolian Beef, rubbing her belly contentedly. “Oof, I may need to dance this off tonight with a shift in the Cyber club Inferno. Thank you again for indulging me Master Kev, it really means a great deal to me that you would support my dancing and find a way to keep me safe.” Cheryl sighed Happily.

“All part of the 'New Life' package, hon. Call it Orlog. From the moment I met you in the laundry room of Mrs Fisher's Rooming house, I Knew you would be joining our household. At the time I didn't know how, or why, but that sense of destiny rang true so I just accepted that it would play out in a favorable way, and after all was said and done, it was. I have No regrets, do either of you? I asked. Mel looked at Sherry then at me.

“No Master I do not. It was the unseen hand guiding her destiny. I am ever so grateful that she accepted what we had to offer.” The mouse said giving the Skunk the most loving look. Cher returned it in full measure.

“Thank you Mel, if it weren't for you meeting and contracting with Master Kevin, I probably would have ended up in the clutches of Mr Champagne room, and that would have been the death of me, I am certain of that fact. Bree confirmed it, when she did it frightened me deeply. I owe you both my life. Which is why I pledged it to you, master Kev, and I am very grateful you both understood and accepted me.” Sherry said as a tear crawled down her cheek ruffs. She sniffled. Realizing just how close she had come to losing...Everything.

Mel and I moved around the dining table to embrace the sobbing Skunkette. I drew her up from her seat and into his loving strong embrace, Cher clung to his strength like a drowning person would to a life ring as Mel moved in behind and caressed the purple fur of her back cooing softly trying to reassure her closest friend and bond sister that all was well in the world.

“I've got you Cheryl, you are Safe, you are home, you are Loved and you are Cuffed. You are my life bonded Morph, freely offered and lovingly accepted.” I calmly said into the Skunks ear. For she was trembling in fear, seeing visions of a death she narrowly avoided. Horrific visions had risen up from the depths of her soul like a rogue wave and crashed over her psyche devastating the beautiful talented Skunk Morph. I just held her tightly, pouring my quiet strength into her like the water of life, filling all the dark empty places in her soul with the bright shining unconditional love of her Master.

After ten minutes Sherry went limp in my arms, I swept her up and carried her to the couch sitting with her as her fugue passed Mel cuddled up to her side, caressing her lover as she did on so many terrible nights when The Skunkette had been treated badly or abused at work. The mouse knew just where to touch, and how to hold her dearest friend and lover to sooth her past the trauma, Mel looked at me and shaking her head unsure what had happened. Just then the room took on a subtle blue glow a moment later Breeanna Taylor manifested before the Skunkette and smiled at her squatting between the Skunks thighs she placed her hand between Cheryl's breasts as a warm glow infused the Skunkette.

“You are safe, you are home. You have the love of the master and wear his cuff. It separates and protects you from those that would seek to do you harm... And you have MY blessing and protection as well. None shall do thee harm under My Watch.” Bree's ghostly voice seemed richer, clearer. She moved up and drew the purple dancer into a kiss. I saw that at this moment that my Raccoon was much less ethereal appearing much more solid than she had seemed the first time she had manifested.

At the kiss Sherry seemed to snap out of her enthrallment gasping loudly and somehow drawing the incorporeal Raccoon to her. Deepening the kiss Sherry's eyes Glowed brightly as they exchanged... Something. A few moments later Bree withdrew Cheryl blinked seeing the Raccoon for the first time. Bree gave the purple skunk a winsome smile tilting her head to the side she reached up and booped her nose.

“Welcome back beloved” Bree said radiating love and harmony and a calming aura.

“B-Bree? What happened, is it time for you to cross over already? Are... are we to trade places now, is that it?” the Skunk asked in a voice just above a whisper.

“No love, the crossing is still a ways off, and there will be no trading places. You are safe and loved what you felt was a sending of anger and frustration from the one you called Mr, Champagne Room. He couldn't have you so he finally ordered as close a copy to you as he could, only to discover she had none of your fire nor bright soul you posses. He has just ended her existence in a terrible rage, reminiscent of my own, Ending. The blood magick he was unwittingly able to tap into fueled his rage and frustration to a point that when she....Died, his anger at you was given direction and you felt the full brunt of his vexation. For in his mind it was You he had just slaughtered, not the replacement. It shall Never happen again.” Bree declared.

“For tomorrow night, I shall work with our sister Mel to craft you an amulet that shall shield you from any further attacks.” she turned to face Mel, the mouse nodded closing her eyes momentarily then paused looking at the spectral Raccoon about to ask a question. Bree answered before she could ask.

“Her name was Colette, and yes, burn a candle in her memory, I shall go and guide her across to her rest... Until tomorrow evening, when the moon rises.” Bree said, turned and faded into mist.

“Daaamn,” I said said softly hugging my wide eyed skunk morph.

An hour later Cher was down in the rumpus room in her VR rig dancing to celebrate life. The club patrons were showing her all the adoration she craved and the purple skunk poured out her passion on the virtual dance-floor taking command of the center pole and gifting all who beheld her with the performance of a lifetime. For she held Nothing back Sherry was totally immersed in the virtual experience and she was on fire! None of the other dancers could approach the skunks raw talent and blazing sexuality, for Cheryl was the embodiment of the Purple Sex Goddess and everyone in the club knew it her communion with Bree had supercharged the Skunk morph's spirit and she had to dance out the excess energy by the time her third set was upon her Sherry had barley broken a sweat, she felt incredibly alive and worked the floor accepting private dance after private dance and emerging as energized as she had going in! Pulling a double shift, the Skunkette finally felt the need to unplug having taken the edge off her raging libido. Switching off she removed her headset and slowly stripped out of the VR780-XT fully immersible VR suit and gingerly removed the very well used “Erotic encounters” inserts. 'What an incredible night.' Sherry thought as she stepped into the shower, her sweat slicked fur plastered to her body. It felt soo good to wash away the after effects of a very active double shift she must have accepted Thirty or Forty private dancer requests, she was going to be sore in the morning but at the moment she didn't care. She was safe, she was loved, she was Cuffed and life-bonded to the greatest Master in the world.

“Welcome Back Love Goddess, feeling better now?” I asked with a chuckle.

“That, was one for the record books.” Cheryl moaned looking thoroughly satiated for the first time in hours. “Pulling a double shift, I probably made a small fortune tonight, but at the moment, I really couldn't care less, I Needed this, Thank you Master Kev, you are Soo good to me.” She said slowly working her way over to the couch and sitting down. Cuddling up to me.

“I am almost afraid to ask, but... What time is it?” my Skunkette asked laying her slightly damp head on my chest.

“A little after eight in the morning.” I said with a grin in my voice I felt her jump slightly at the realization. “Don't worry hon it's our day off, so if you need to rest go and log some sack time. Mel and I can handle what little needs doing today.” I said. She murred nuzzling into me trilling softly.

“You are far too good to your purple love goddess, master Kev... and I am forever grateful that you are.” she sighed deeply sounding very content with the world and her place in it.

“Would you like to sleep here on the couch or up in the bed, or in the spare bed in Mels room?” I softly asked.

“Mmmm, Yes please.” she said sleepily. Looking over I saw Mel coming down the stairs I waved her over.

“Sherry, honey, are you okay love?” she asked the drowsy Skunkette.

“Hmm? Oh, morning Mel. I really set a record last night, but I feel Soo much more relaxed.”she sighed looking at my Mousey with half lidded eyes. A very sleepy grin drawing itself across her muzzle.

“Come on Love, Let's get you up to bed, I think you need a nap.” Mel said helping Sherry to stand. Mel and I both escorted the almost semi-conscious Skunk up to bed.

“Mkay, you guys are Soo good to me. I love you guys Sooo much...” our Sleepy purple love Goddess mumbled.

“I think she might rest better in my room it might be quieter.” Mel suggested and we poured the boneless Skunkette into Mel's bed she was sound asleep before we got the covers tucked in around her.

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“Wow how long was she in VR last night?” Mel asked as we went back down to make breakfast and have our morning coffee.

“She said she pulled a double, so that would be at least Eight hours of VR dancing and private Dancing Virtual Sex. she looked like she had been rode hard and put away very wet. But I am so proud of her, Mel. Whatever Bree did to snap her out of her enthrallment, Worked, maybe a bit too well. I was checking in on her from time to time, I expected to find her passed out in the dance Stage, but each time I jacked in, she was going gangbusters and the crowds were Loving her! She was totally in her element and whatever happened, she must have really loved it.” I chuckled very glad that my dancer had a safe outlet for that part of her personality. Knowing she was trying to exceed the parameters of her ingrained programming, I couldn't expect her to totally give up dancing, but she did seem to love the farming life. So I will chalk it up to the best of both worlds.

“Oh my Gawd! Eight hours? Is she going to be able to walk when she wakes up? I mean I remember when We had our first marathon session, that felt like it went nonstop for at least twelve hours.” Mel squeaked as I poured her a cuppa coffee.

“It was only four or five hours consecutive, six hours maximum. You were magnificent, Mel, there was something about having a morph in my bed once more that really kicked up my libido and you were very accommodating, I am most grateful for that my dear.” I said nuzzling my Mousey love.

“You are very welcome Sir, I have never had that much Sex in a very long time, and I just could Not get enough of you! There must be something about the way you are built that seems to just hit all the right spots inside me, that just sends me into orbit every time we share passion.” Mel mused with a very happy smile gracing her muzzle.

“Well you will hear No complaint from me, my dear sweet love. I am very glad Sherry decided to join us here, and truth be told I was so shocked to hear what had happened to her that night, I had all but decided that she was Not going back, no matter what she decided, she was in very real danger and my sense of Orlog would have demanded that I keep her safe. But she did make the right choice and it became a moot point.” I said Mel just stared at me wide eyed.

“You...You mean you would have... Kidnapped her?” Mel asked incredulously.

“Well...to keep her Safe....I would have done what ever it took. Knowing that she would have eventually come around, and accepted what we had to offer. I knew we had at least tel Wednesday to help her make the right choice, if we needed to,”

“I...I don't know what to say.... That has to be the most incredibly loving thing I have ever heard anyone say in my life.”

“Thank you Mel, I'm glad you understand where I was coming from. I never intended to keep her against her will, because the deep sense of Orlog told me she would become a member of our household. And I accepted it from the moment I met her in the laundry room. At the time I didn't know how it would come about for at the time she seemed to be mostly happy where she was. Despite being pressured to do something she did Not want to do. Perhaps it was that desperation that triggered it, or the fact she was your 'best friend' and long term lover, and I did not like the idea of splitting you two up as you both seemed happy together... More Coffee love?” I ask holding the pot she nodded and I poured her a refill.

“I can see where you are coming from. For me, it was always the 'Unseen Hand' guiding me through life. I mean when I got the call from the agency, I didn't know What to expect, but seeing you in that office, the Last thing I would have suspected was that I would end up on a farm!” Mel chuckled. shaking her head. “But, when I saw that sign behind your desk, that was when I Knew, Here was the 'Unseen Hand' guiding my destiny. 'Opportunity Is Now Here'... Wow, just...Wow. That really blew me away, it was like a 'clue by four' to the side of my head, and I just had to accept wherever this would lead. And I am ever so glad I did.

“Clue by Four?” I asked with a chuckle.

“Well... Yeah. It's like the universe wopping you upside the head in such a way that you can Not ignore it... Ya know, a Clue by Four.” Mel chortled.

“Oh I get it, just not heard it put so succinctly before, I rather like it actually. And Thank you again for last night, I really love just how passionate you are when you let yourself go..” I said raising my cup in toast, Mel blushed returning the gesture.

“Well, what can I say, you bring it out in me. I have never called anyone Master before, and while I will do it more playfully than Sherry will, to me it is just as profound. With you, I can be totally safe to Let myself go. To not be afraid of being totally vulnerable because I Know you would Never hurt me. With you I can explore any and all of my deepest fantasies even ones that frighten me to even shine a light on, because I know you will keep me from harm. To fully immerse myself. Last night was a prime example of that.” Mel said hoisting her cup to make a point.

“Well we did travel into some very uncharted territory, but we came through it unscathed and we discovered something we can explore together.” I said giving my Mousey a clink of our cups pride shining in my eyes at the new landscape we had explored together.

“Exactly! Do you have any idea just how long it took me to screw up the courage to actually broach the subject with Anyone? Hell Sherry doesn't even know! And she was my lover for almost five years! I mean we would fuck each other with a rather impressive strap on, but I could Never tell her about this...” Mel squawked.

End Part Twenty Three

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