Ron woke late, as expected. What he hadn't expected was that Jill and Rayna already be up. He remembered a very uncomfortable Gylin gently waking him once in the night because she'd had to use the bathroom. The facilities they were used to were just different enough that she needed help with how to use these.
He tried to image for her how to use the facilities by putting her hand to his temple, and imagining her sitting on the toilet, doing her business, then wiping and flushing. She motioned for him to do it again, then pulled his head down into a very nice kiss that threatened to derail his thoughts.
He managed to get through it, and she smiled gratefully at him as she rushed back out of the room. Ron watched her cute thirteen-year-old looking ass with the odd, but somehow attractive feature of a tail, as she rushed out. He felt himself getting hard looking at her, and she grinned back at him.
When he awoke next, he was surprised to be alone in his bed. He pulled on a pair of shorts, and headed for the bathroom to relieve his bladder, and see if he needed to shave. Just as he started the shower, a nude Gylin entered the bathroom and smiled at him shyly.
Ron kissed her on the forehead and cocked his head to one side. "Are you here to join me for a shower?"
She nodded, pointed to the soap, and reached up to rub his back. Ron grinned back at her. "Uh huh, I bet you'd like to wash more than just my back!" He quickly scooped up the woman that looked so much like a girl, and she made a squealing sound in playful joy as she held on to him.
Ron felt the water temperature, before stepping them both into it. He kissed her as he set her down and began to get her wet prior to washing her. She watched him closely as he grabbed the soap and started getting her clean. She had to hold on to him though when he started cleaning between her legs. It seemed that no matter how much he rubbed there was always a thick coating of a slippery stuff on her small pussy. Before bending down to do her legs though, he had the unique experience of washing her long tail, and she again shuddered as he gently stroked it.
She was panting and her small nipples were hard as rocks when he moved her back into the water to rinse and get her hair wet. Just before he started to shampoo her, he told her to keep her eyes closed and she obeyed without question. While he massaged her scalp she seemed to swoon into him. Ron got the idea that she really liked this part of the shower.
He made it last as long as he could for her, but eventually rinsed her to begin the conditioning part. Again she seemed to love the scalp massage and leaned into him. Rinsing off his hands, wiped the conditioner and soap from her face and was just about to tell her she can open her eyes again when she did so, her deep blue eyes looking deeply into his.
"I wish I could tell you how deeply I've fallen in love with you, Ron. I really hope that the bonding will let us speak like it does with Rayna," Gylin thought.
"I don't think it's the bonding that lets us speak, my love. I think it's our hearts," Ron thought back to her.
Her eyes grew wide and her smile grew as she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "I love you, Ron. My task leader is going to yell at me for hours, but I don't care. It's not often that love like this is found. I even have deep feelings for young Beth. I may lose my commission, but I won't lose you. Oh! And Beth can hear me now as well, though it tends to get her excited." She thought back to him as she began to wash him.
"Are you really going to get into that much trouble? Is there anything I can do to help? I mean, how pissed can they get? You've found what they've been looking for haven't you?" Ron asked.
"We don't know yet, but I certainly hope so. Your race is a lot larger than ours, so it might be that we are incompatible, and we can't give birth to your babies because of the size difference. I noticed last night that Jill and Beth are different than we are vaginally, and we have tails where you do not." Gylin thought back as she began to stroke his cock. "Not to mention this wonderful appendage. Is it this large on all of your males?"
"No, I'm told I'm somewhat larger than average. Not all of our people are so nice either. I'm actually afraid of our government discovering you. They tend to either over-react, or do other nasty things." An image of an alien dissection passed through his mind.
Gylin turned a little pale. "Would they really do something like that to us?"
"Not if I can prevent it. But they tend to do whatever they think they can get away with, and there are those in power that would simply take all of us, most likely kill Jill, Beth and me, and do whatever they wanted with you and Rayna." Ron frowned. "We have some pretty barbaric people here. We'll have to be careful."
"Well, if the Olani knew that some of their people had been captured and treated like that, you can bet they would have done something about it. Olani tend to act before they consider the consequences," Gylin replied as she got back to washing his hard shaft.
"Who are the Olani?"
"The race of beings that you pictured. The being on the table was an Olani. I wonder how they ended up here? This planet is rather out of the way, and far from their normal territory," Gylin pondered.
Ron thought he better start washing his hair before they ran out of hot water. Gylin washed his balls and ass, then down his legs.
They finished rinsing just as the water started getting cool, and Gylin was shivering slightly. Ron wrapped her in a big, soft towel while he dried himself off. Then he set about drying his newest love. He got her dry except for her hair, and one spot between her legs; again no matter how much he rubbed it, it stayed wet.
Ron resisted the temptation to lick her to orgasm since he was terribly hungry but promised her he would make love to her a bit later.
"It feels like you are making love to me every time you touch me, or speak to my mind. That was one of the reasons I read you last night before we went to bed; I wanted to make sure you wouldn't hurt us, but I really wanted to touch your mind. That's when I fell in love with you. I did the same with Beth a little later, then Jill this morning. There is just something about the three of you," Gylin said as they left the bathroom.
For the first time in Ron's memory, he was greeted by a happy scene in the kitchen. A nude Jill was toasting frozen waffles for breakfast, while Rayna and Beth 'helped'. 'Helping' included not only warming the syrup and setting the table, but apparently it included rimming Jill's ass or licking her newly bare pussy. When Ron and Gylin entered the kitchen, Jill was leaning back against the counter, holding on for dear life while Beth ate her pussy, and Rayna sucked on a nipple. Rayna's tail looked like it was slowly pumping in Jill's ass.
For her part, Jill was cumming like crazy and was barely coherent from pleasure. The kitchen smelled of waffles, syrup, and pussy. Ron though it was a damn sight better way to start the day then the way they had been.
Jill's two lovers helped her to a chair and finished getting their breakfast ready while Jill caught her breath. "That's so much better than a cup of coffee!" Jill said blushing but smiling shyly at Ron.
Ron grinned back at her. "I bet it was! I know I had one of the best showers I've ever taken this morning!"
The phone rang as they were passing around the food, and Jill answered it. "Ron Callis' residence; Jill speaking." She paused to listen. "Yes sir, I'll get him for you." She handed the cordless phone to Ron. "It's Sheriff Tyson, he wants to talk to you."
Ron looked worried for a minute, but took the phone. "Good morning Sheriff, what can I do for you today?"
"Hey Ron, This isn't an official call, so please, call me John. I see that you took my advice last night to heart. That's really great. But I was wondering, would you mind if I dropped by in a little bit? There are a few things I would like to discuss with you."
Ron glanced nervously at his two newest loves. "Uh, sure, John. We're just having a late breakfast right now, but we should be done in about a half hour or so."
"Half an hour would be just about perfect, since I'm still at breakfast with my family as well; it was a late night for all of us I guess. See you in a while, Ron." John said
"Sure, see ya then, John." Ron replied, and pressed the 'off' button. "The sheriff will be out here in about forty-five minutes to talk to me. Beth, do you think you can find something for our two beautiful lovers to wear? I'd prefer you all wore nothing around the house, but since we're going to have company..."
"Master, if you don't want me to wear clothes, I won't. This is your house, you make the rules," Jill said seriously.
"I just don't want any extra attention right now. I won't do anything to risk any of your lives. Yes, I would prefer you all to be nude, but it would be impossible to hide Gylin's and Rayna's tails without clothing," Ron said sadly. "You can always take them off again once he leaves."
"Master, how are we going to explain them being here anyway? Remember he was here at one-thirty in the morning, and they weren't. Maybe they should stay hidden for now," Beth suggested.
"I don't want them to feel like prisoners here either. I love all of you, and I'm proud of that love, but this society isn't the most understanding when it comes to relationships. Now if anyone found out that two very beautiful aliens were two of my four wives; we'd be in for a whole bunch of trouble."
Rayna and Gylin looked at each other with utter joy on their faces at hearing his words. "We wouldn't let that happen to you either, my love. We could always get into our ship and leave. It would be a little tight, and the life support would be straining, but we could make it back to our people," Gylin thought to everyone. "Rayna and I will go to Beth's room with her, and Jill should stay out here. She can call us if we are needed."
Ron caressed her cheek in thanks. "John Tyson is a friend. I don't know if he can be trusted with knowledge of you yet, but I highly doubt he is going to hurt me."
"Why would he hurt you? Gylin meant if you needed your cock sucked or wanted to make love to someone. Try to keep in mind we should be able to read his thoughts as we did yours last night. However we do need to be somewhat close to him if you want us to do that," Rayna said, winking at him sexily.
"You think I might want to make love to someone while I'm talking to the sheriff?" Ron asked grinning.
"Well, maybe not, but you might want your cock sucked. I know two people that are ready to pull their own hair out to do that for you," Rayna flirted. "Not to mention the other two that will be in line right behind them."
Ron chuckled and finished eating while listening to the girls talking about different things. He found it incredibly ironic that women, no matter their background, or where they come from, will always find things to talk about.
A few minutes later, Rayna stopped, kissed Ron, and took Beth's hand. "Someone is approaching in a ground vehicle. I think it might be who you are expecting, Love."
"Thank you, beautiful. Time to get into clothes everyone," Ron said as he headed to his own room to get a shirt.
As he passed the door to his sister's room he heard in his mind, "Ron, just think; in a little while, you're going to be fucking a five-hundred-year-old-alien up her ass, after cuming in her pussy, and her throat, and making her your love slave," Rayna said playfully to him.
"And the five-hundred-year-old alien is looking forward to it very fucking much, too!" Gylin added in a mock-serious tone.
Ron groaned as his cock, which had finally started to calm down from Breakfast, once again turned into a bar of steel. "Behave girls, I'll need to concentrate while John's here; I need to make sure he doesn't get too curious about us."
"As you wish, Master, we'll behave ... of course, you could always spank us if we aren't," Rayna replied.
"Since when do you call me Master, Rayna? I thought you might not have had your free will taken like Jill did," Ron said.
"It's not a loss of free will, Master. It's more like a surrendering of the choice. All of us could resist a command from you, even Jill. What we feel is a sort of conditioning – a desire to follow your commands, to love you, (which we do anyway) to have sex with you, and to protect you. However, it is somewhat ... uncomfortable to have thoughts of violence. It is repulsive to even contemplate harming another being, yet I know if pressed I will not hesitate to defend you, or my sisters," Rayna explained. "Gylin is aware of all of this, and she is still willing to be ... enslaved to you. So technically, it isn't enslavement if it's voluntary."
"We can discuss the semantics later, my love, right now; I need to speak with our guest. Please give Beth a kiss for me," Ron thought back to the pair as he moved away from the door.
"I'll do it!" Gylin volunteered. "Rayna's busy tongue-fucking her ass while our sweet lover is licking my pussy. Beth sure is good at licking me for having such a short tongue!"
The mental image in Ron's mind almost had him coming in his pants. However, his first sight of Jill took his breath away. Gone was the down-trodden older looking woman in drab clothes; Jill had pulled her hair back in a pony tail, and wore a bright colored sun dress that was transparent if there was light behind her. She looked no older than sixteen and was supremely happy.
She smiled radiantly at her lover. "Master! I feel so much better now that I am yours! Look at me! I'm young again! I even have my hymen again! It's like Carl never happened to me!"
Ron took the woman in his arms and kissed her. "I love you, Mom. I'm sorry I had to take away your freedom but at least I get to see how truly beautiful you are. You are my wife too, you know."
She pulled back from him a little and looked up into his eyes. "Master, Your very unhappy mother's life ended last night. A wonderful man came into her life and claimed her. Now, she no longer has any children, but she does have the man of her dreams, and wives that she never would have had in her old life. I always knew I liked women, Master. Every time I saw that pig about to go after our other beautiful wife, I would find a way to distract him, so he wouldn't destroy her too. Now that animal is in a cage in a zoo where he belongs, and I am yours, which is where I belong. We can even get a new, bigger house if you wish; we are very well off, Master. You have a considerable amount of money waiting for you."
"What do you mean, Jill? I thought we were always broke?" Ron asked.
"Carl was always broke, my love, but my family isn't. I asked my Daddy to set all my money aside for you, when you started a family of your own. He will be very pleased that I have been reborn to the man I'm supposed to be with."
Ron was confused, he was under the impression that Jill didn't have any family left alive. However, he saw John Tyson's police cruiser pulling into the yard, so he couldn't think about this right now. He did feel that Jill was nude under her dress. Ron smiled at her. "Going commando under the dress huh?"
Jill blushed prettily. "Yes Master; I am trying to fulfill your desires as well as your commands. You said you would like us nude all the time when we are at home, so I am bare under this dress. However, you also said we needed to be clothed while we had company. I hope this compromise meets with your approval." She gave Ron such a hot look that she all but made his blood boil. "If it doesn't I have a nice wide leather belt for you to use on my tiny ass." She was panting heavier now. "Master, I would like to make another request of you, as well."
"You know I'll do anything for you, my love," Ron said as she rubbed her belly on his hard cock.
"Consider learning about BDSM, and also consider branding me, or at the very least piercing me?" She nuzzled into him. "God Master! Just the thought of you marking me, makes me so hot I wish you could rip this fucking dress off and take me right here, and right now!"
Ron was shaking with desire too, but forced himself to cool off. "Jill, I'll get you a collar to wear to mark you as a slave, and I'll look into the rest. But for now, do you think you can calm down enough to serve coffee and snacks for John and me?"
She was still panting when she answered, "Yes Master."
"Remember Jill, this guy is normally the sheriff, and incest is illegal. You're still my mother on the books, so while he's here, you're my mother, not my wife, lover, or slave, okay?" Ron asked.
"Master, how do we explain my rather obvious age difference? I look almost fourteen, not almost forty," Jill asked.
Ron heard John knock on the door, and looked toward it, hold it, when did the door get fixed? "Uh, just act flattered if he asks. You know, women always love compliments about their age. When did the door get fixed?"
He didn't get an answer, because he was already opening the newly remounted door. John was standing there holding two large cases, but admiring the door. "Damn nice job on the door, Ron. Hell, it would have taken me at least a week to get it fixed."
Ron smiled like he knew that he'd just fixed the door this morning. "Thank you, John. Won't you come in? Can I help you with one of those?" Ron asked as he reached for one of the cases.
"Definitely, and thank you, this stuff is supposed to be portable, but sure as hell doesn't feel like it!" John replied as he surrendered one of the cases to Ron.
"Pardon me for asking, sir, but what's in these?" Ron asked.
John grinned ruefully, "I'll explain why as we go, but to answer your question, these cases hold everything I need to create or alter any identification in the country, including passports."
"Isn't that a little strange for a law enforcement officer to have?" Ron asked, shocked that he would admit to having such an illegal machine.
"Look, Ron, what I have to tell you is a rather ruthlessly compressed history of our people that most kids have mastered long before they ever come to me to get their IDs altered. Because of what happened with your mother, you were never told," John explained.
Ron looked at Jill, but she looked as confused as he did. She shrugged to indicate her lack of knowledge.
"Well, your memories will return to you, Jill, now that you have been mated to one of our own kind. You see, when you insisted on marrying Carl, you were hypnotized and the information was repressed to protect the rest of us." John turned back to Ron. "Will you be claiming Beth as well? And if so, have you already?"
Ron was a little stunned. "Uh, yes, but not until later today. She is very much looking forward to it."
"I imagine so, she has been very vocal about who she wanted to end up with," John chuckled. "So since Jill has gone through the transformation, then I assume Beth explained at least that much to you?"
"She said something about magic genetics, and bonding for life. I think I understood that, but it was pretty hard to accept as real," Ron replied.
John nodded in understanding. "I bet it was, unfortunately, what I have to tell you will only make it seem like we are far deeper into the twilight zone than you might think. Our 'community' is a subculture of the rest of humanity. We don't know how it happened, but somewhere along the line, a mutation began to affect some people. Now very few of these folks had anything in common and in most cases were totally unknown to each other. One of the side effects of the mutation is a greatly increased intelligence, and it didn't take these folks long to not only contact each other, but agree to work together to improve life here while protecting their own.
"It was discovered that incest and polygamy were almost required as more females were affected by the mutation than males. In fact, the first group had twenty nine females and five males. Considering the era, it was truly amazing that these folks figured out the rest of what got us together. You will never have to worry about birth defects due to inbreeding; we don't get them. In fact, I have a great granddaughter that is now carrying my baby, and she and the child are doing very well, though it might seem odd to an outsider to actually see a pregnant twelve year old.
"Clarion Industries is a cover for all the research going on here. If you've ever seen the TV show 'Eureka', then we are very close to that, except the government has no idea who or what we are. You don't honestly think Quantum Physics or some of those other courses are taught at other high schools do you?" John grinned. "Do you remember that little ceremony we had between fourth and fifth grades?" When Ron nodded, he continued. "Well, if you look really closely at that paper, you will notice it actually says it's a high school diploma. Everything you've taken since the fifth grade has been college level or higher. I'm told you are scoring well in theoretical physics; congratulations."
All this information was starting to overwhelm Ron. It was so unreal! How could they hide all this from the outside world? Surely there were tourists, and passers-bye that would have reported the polyamorous relationships, or the unusual intelligence of the children? But apparently they had been able to keep it a secret, and from the sound of it, it had been working for a long time.
John smiled, "Now to the real rules that govern us. Most of its common sense; treat others fairly, and with respect. Don't abuse those you're entrusted to protect, and so on. There is only one law that governs relationships; and that is that all parties involved be willing participants. There are none that say who you can or can't love, or who you chose to spend your life with.
"This is the uncomfortable part of this conversation. Officially, both of your parents were killed in a car accident last night. There will soon be all the documents in place that support the official findings that they were involved in a single car, drunk-driving accident. In reality, Carl was being transported to a federal maximum-security penitentiary to serve twenty years for multiple charges of rape. Though the charges were made up, his psychological profile puts him deep in the category of a serial rapist. However, during transport, he attacked the driver, causing the van to roll down an embankment and off a cliff. Both guards as well as the prisoner perished in the crash, I'm sorry.
"Since Jill is supposed to be dead, that's where the machines come in. I need to create a new identity for Jill, and alter the records for yours. I need to make you an adult since you will now be responsible for the family. Your ID will list you as twenty-one, and you officially have a job as a lab assistant at the plant. Once you get settled down, and would like to pursue a career, stop by my office, and I'll make a phone call; there are already several departments that are interested in you.
"You don't need to worry about money; if you need something, simply either go get it, or ask for it. Carl was the only one in the community that actually used money, it was worthless to the rest of us. You will be treated differently now, the word has already gotten around of the changing in your status." John grinned, "In fact, I have a few messages for you, once you've been told the truth about us, are you ready for them?"
"With respect, John, I think I'd like to go over them with my whole family here. I'm a little overwhelmed, and I'd like a moment to assimilate all of this?" Ron asked.
"Hey, no problem! Though there is one message I was told to get a reply to before I left!" He grinned. "It's from my daughter Sarah."
"Okay, questions ... Jill has made some rather radical requests of me, and I was wondering how they would be viewed in the community," Ron asked.
"What kind of requests?" John asked.
"Well, I'm pretty sure she wants to really be my slave." Ron looked at her, as she blushed but held her head up. "I mean she wants the collar, and ... well, the whole BDSM thing."
John nodded, "Not actually that unusual considering our circumstances. I'll need to speak to Jill alone for a moment." He grinned. "I promise not to hit on her."
"I think she'd probably hit you back, John!" Ron said grinning as he stood to leave them alone for a moment. Jill was grinning too and watched him walk away with hungry eyes. John saw the look, and was happy for her. She had paid far too much for a mistake she'd made a long time ago. She deserved to finally be happy.
When John heard a door close, he looked over at the young woman. "You really are a beautiful woman, Jill, I'm happy that Ron claimed you."
Jill was very demur in her answer. "Master John, you told Master that you wouldn't hit on me."
"So I did, but I was only stating a fact. Jill, I need to ask you if what Ron told me about your desire to submit to him as a slave is true? He won't know your answer, and if you are being coerced into this, I can get you out of here right now."
She laughed, and John felt his heart lift. Jill really was a beautiful, wonderful creature. Ron was truly gifted. "Master John, if anyone here is being coerced into this, it's my Master. I'm going to have a hard time getting him to agree to what I really want. Yes, what he told you is true; I want to wear his collar."
"Then he is free to treat you as such, and I am obligated to as well. So before I send you after him, I would like to tell you that it's really good to see you so happy finally," John said.
"Thank you, sir. I feel truly alive for the first time in a long time. Should I go get my Master now?"
Smiling back at her, John nodded. She rose gracefully and he got a glance at her firm, sixteen year old body, and felt envious of young Ron.