Chapter 4: Hero Rewarded, Villain Punished, Maturity Acknowledged

After a brief welcoming with those sponsor-wives and companions then present, the new companions were installed in the enclave's med-tubes to restore them from Scud's unwanted modifications. As with the others before them, visible modifications were confined to age-appropriate builds, toning and polishing, the individual's preference on pubis decorations, and the like. Dora installed communication implants and began the strengthening and reflex modifications that would be needed by the new arrivals when they joined team operations on Earth. Carole's skills assessment interview could wait until later.

Upon finding her titties and womanly shape on the way to full restoration, Tabbi grabbed Michael's hand, dragged him into the bedroom, and tried her best to screw him senseless. Her cries and moans were epic, and it took the cooperation of all the teachers to keep the kiddies out of the room without their becoming alarmed.

Done with Michael, Tabbi stalked the quiet Victor and proceeded to make his lucky day. Hot and sweaty, she dragged him into the shower, and once clean, she bent over and licked him until he erupted -- spraying her face, hair, and down her back to her crack. The appreciative Victor, recovering quickly, lifted the small wonder and settled her onto his still-hard cock. As he worked vigorously to meet her needs, he gazed down in wonder at his new fuck buddy.

Rinsed clean again, Tabbi spotted Cathleen, sitting back to her on a low-backed couch, and silently made her way over. She crouched behind her new sponsor, rubbed her wonderfully restored boobies against Cathleen's neck, and reached down to fondle her owner's pale white wonders.

Cathleen stretched, and turned her face to receive a soft but greedy kiss. Then she twisted on the couch and dragged Tabbi over the plush back and into her lap. "Why so needy and affectionate, little one?" she asked.

"I'm a person again, not a masturbation tool. I'm clearly in a family, and I need to celebrate and to give back." Tabbi paused. "Can you understand?"

Cathleen responded, "I was never the kind of prisoner or object quite the way you were, but I was nonetheless an object and a prisoner of sorts. AND that was before I was about to be raped when Michael and Rachel rescued me. I do understand."

Cuddling the teen to her, Cathleen whispered, "Let me just hold and cuddle you for a while." Shortly, the exhausted girl slept while Cathleen stroked her hair.

Sitting across the room, Katie sat thinking and watching Cathleen gentle her young lover. She had much to think about.

An hour or so before, she awoke with Dora's voice in her head, <Hello, sponsor candidate Katie Wyoming Knott. Just lay there. I want to talk with you before anyone knows that you are awake.>

The lid to the med-tube opened, and identifying the sexy voice in her head as that of the AI from the airlock, Katie lay with her eyes closed as she had been instructed. She waited.

<Good girl,> Dora praised. <You haven't been in the family long enough to know, but you need Michael's advice before you volunteer for the Confederacy. He will have your best interests at heart, and his advice will be good.>

"I believe you," stated the young woman, "but what's your interest in all this?"

<No need to speak aloud,> Dora answered. <Practice sub-vocalizing, and I will understand you.> She continued, <I became aware and am a full partner-wife in this clan. As such, I share responsibility for you.>

<Interesting way to state that,> Katie sub-vocalized as requested. <So why do Betty and Tabbi belong to the Harem, but I belong to Michael?>

<In most matters, there is no practical difference,> Dora explained, <but Michael negotiated a very special contract at extraction. His deal provides unusual protections for him and his associates. He specifically offers his sponsorship when he feels there is a need for this contractual protection. You clearly did. Victor and Victoria are transsexuals and he thought they needed special protection as well.>

<Dora, I need time to think, please don't tell anyone until I've had some time,> came the request. <Say, what changed that upped my score?>

<Well, your inability to have sex with a man was the killer for your earlier score,> Dora began. <Then you had sex with that monster to save your children, so that pushed you up. On top of that, you negotiated a deal that even as a concubine let you protect your children. You found a way to work with an AI to kill, or nearly kill, a sponsor -- AND you got away with it.>

Dora paused to let Katie absorb the information, then added, <Your former AI sends its greeting and congratulations. It wants you to know that it facilitated your plan as best it could, including upping the proof of the alcohol it provided you on the last day. It could not incapacitate Scud, but it could accept you as an indirect tool to do so. It gave me additional information to help reassess your CAP score.>

She acceded to Katie's request, <I won't tell you your new CAP score until you decide what you want to do. After all, your score is locked in and you can volunteer anytime you wish. I will tell you that it isn't some 'piss-ant, also passed' number. You, my girl, are the real deal.>

Dora concluded, <I'll give you one final thought, and then it's time to get back to the world. It's our family tradition to restore the hymen of any rape or abuse victim -- and you now have yours. Losing it again will be little more than a sting, but it is yours to give.>

Katie stirred from her reflections and went looking for Michael.

Retreating to relax and listen to his favorite reggae, Michael was dozing in his office. Katie entered to Spice and Company's Haunted By Your Melody and, enchanted, she sat on the love seat beside him, leaned on his shoulder, and waited for him to wake. Though Michael had been literally and figuratively drained by the sexual dynamo named Tabbi, his short nap ended, and he became aware of the lovely and pleasant-smelling beauty cuddled next to him.

When she felt he was sufficiently awake, Katie started, "Michael, we -- I guess I -- need to talk. Can you hear me out before you respond?"

Michael nodded, then tucked the small woman under his arm, thinking, 'such a small lady for such a big achievement.'

"Master, if you looked at my CAP scores, you know I'm a lesbian. Before, I could never, ever, consider sex with a male. Dora says that was the reason for my 6.4 CAP score." Katie paused, saw Michael looking down at her, and continued, "She says that my score is higher now, and that I should ask you for advice.

"Michael, Master!" she was almost in tears. "I want to be a part of your family! If I need to be your concubine -- your slave -- I want that. I won't do anything that means I have to leave you and your family.

"You know, I committed to that monster in good faith if he would take the children. I would have kept every part of that contract if he had not started to harm my children. I sexed him. When the horror started, I tried to initiate sex with him to shield my children. I never enjoyed it. Not once. I could only fake it and endure. You and Dora and Rachel and Cathleen rescued me from Hell. Then you saved my life. Don't send me away. I beg you!"

Michael wanted to speak, but he had promised to hear her out, so he nodded and remained silent, waiting.

Katie held in her tears until she finished, "I made a contract with you, and that contract includes sex. I honor my word, and at the very least, I need to overcome my wiring to have sex -- no! Make love -- with you. Then if I have to go, I can at least leave as an honorable woman." She sniffled.

Michael waited for more, and when there was none, he reached for her and drew her onto his lap. For a moment, he held her in silence, then he kissed Katie gently on the lips and said, "My dear, sweet, brave woman, words cannot express how greatly I respect and admire you. There is no conceivable reason I would willingly let someone take you from me. I would accept your gift if freely given, but not as an obligation."

He held her until the sniffles ceased. He shifted her until she straddled him, and he could look into her eyes. He was startled to find them a brilliant green -- he hadn't noticed and wondered why ever not. He explained his family's history, the promise of commitment made by the co-sponsors, and of their sexuality.

He described Rachel and Cathleen's heterosexual beginnings and how that changed when they began to love each other, and then expanded to include lust, then love for their Pixie. He spoke of his own, Jimmy's, and Richard's hard-wired heterosexual needs -- then the challenge of bringing the transgender Victor and Vicky into the family.

Katie's eyes widened, and she started to interrupt, "Was that the nanites? I know Scud used them to make his three concubines horny. I was -- all the time -- just not for him!"

Michael placed his finger to her lips and answered, "Not nanites. With the original nucleus of the family, the bonding -- sex and otherwise -- began before pickup. Even for Victor and Vicky. I suppose nanites intensified the bonding by enhancing the sex, but aside from my initial kisses with Victor and Vicky, I've not moved from my original path. I'm not exactly sure about them, but they are definitely doing okay."

He leaned and lightly kissed her forehead, and continued, "Tonight the family adults will cuddle. There will be no coercion and no obligation. Follow where your heart and body lead you."

Then he moved on to patiently explain the choices and dangers of accepting sponsorship if she decided that would be her future. When he was sure she understood, he talked about the Tuull and the future that the family had decided to pursue with them.

By the time he had finished, questions and all, it was approaching time for the evening meal. As they entered the main quarters, a myriad of young voices called, "Mama Katie, come see!" "I needed a hug, where were you?!" She fell to her knees and scooped as many as her arms would hold, joy in her heart.

Max, Sandy, and Ellie stood aside watching. Ellie offered, "It's going to be okay now, isn't it?"

Katie rose and hugged the three to her, declaring, "Yes, my darlings! Oh yes!"

That evening's puppy pile was a little more complex than usual. Max and Ellie joined the preteens and those under thirteen for their orientation and acclimatization ritual. Mama Dora supervised and happily joined the growing cadre in explaining the rules about sex and then extolling and demonstrating the delights of masturbation.

The difference was caused by Sandy. She had witnessed Scud's depravity and was often a participant in the loving but desperate oral sex with his three concubines. There was consensus that she needed to see, and maybe participate in -- orally -- a truly relaxed, loving, and open sexual give and take.

For the first time, the soon-to-be adult, Valerie, was invited on the same terms. Her patience needed to be rewarded; her exclusion would have hurt her deeply. The family truly loved her and wanted her to remain with them on any terms. Her mother, the family's chief of staff, heartily approved.

As dinner ended, the family's companions approached Katie, took her hands, and led her to the massive shower. She was stripped and pulled into the warm spray, where loving hands, male and female, gently washed her hair and then her body. She looked around, and saw Betty and Tabbi being similarly attended to, Sandy and Valerie in the thick of it.

When her companions were satisfied that she was completely relaxed (and maybe a little aroused) Richard sat on a bench, warm water still cascading. He held her close to him, her legs splayed over his, sex open to view, and her head resting back on his shoulder.

She had been more than ready to remove all signs of Scud's modifications, so she hadn't given any thought to the restoration of her bush. Now she was very glad she hadn't. Victor and Vicky knelt and began to comb and trim her restored pubis into a curly, but short haired and narrow landing strip, ending just above her cleft. Neither could resist an occasional lick and kiss, and Katie could not tell if the source of her pleasure was man or woman. Katie decided that she definitely did not care one whit!

Her sister and brother companions dried her gently and dressed her in a babydoll nightie. A glance in a mirror, and then Katie stared. She decided that her current look and outfit made her exceed the most outrageously sexy being she had ever achieved. She smelled her own arousal and then that of the other ladies. All three males were standing at attention.

She looked over to the lovely Betty and Tabbi, and wondered how much of the sexual tension was caused by them, and how much by her. No contest, the combination of body and personality put her far out in front of the sexual parade.

When Katie entered the bedroom, accompanied by her two lovers and followed by the rest of the companions, she saw the family's sponsor-spouses sitting together along the far wall. Michael beckoned her, and Richard smiled and gathered in Betty. Tabbi found a place between Jimmy and Victor.

The night's dance card seemed to be settled, at least for the first dance, and it wasn't long before she lost track of anything beyond her immediate surroundings.

Michael settled Katie's back to his chest, and for a while, simply held her. Rachel and Cathleen began gently stroking her sides, occasionally leaning up to kiss her cheek. After some time passed, they began to nuzzle her, suck her earlobes, and kiss the sensitive spots at the base of her neck. She sighed in contentment.

She felt a new presence, her babydoll lifted, and a soft tongue circled her navel, then stabbed inward, gentle but insistent. A cheek lay on her belly, and the same tongue lapped like a cat seeking cream. The cheek moved, and she felt the tongue reach the underside of her breast at the same instant one licked it from above. Then the cheek headed south again and another tongue licked.

She felt like a pea in a shell game, or maybe a line in Who's On First?

She managed to look down and saw her nightie bunched and a red head and a darker top licking, one at each breast. Beyond, just barely, she saw a sprite with curly auburn hair passing her navel, licking again as she went. She moaned in pleasure and frustration.

Rachel drew her into a soul-searing kiss, and her pussy began to feel empty and needy. She hoped the descending cheek would reach it soon. She lifted her arms, and her top magically disappeared.

Now two sets of lips were circling her nipples, not quite touching them, but kissing and lip nipping gently. Her need grew, and she was again beyond caring who or what gender was going to satisfy that need.

The lips withdrew, and she felt fingers circle her nipples, but like the lips preceding, avoiding them. Suddenly, the fingers reached those aching nipples and squeezed, then gently twisted. Michael cupped her breasts while she arched her back in pleasure, a gentle orgasm passing through her.

As Katie's orgasm receded, Patricia returned to the neglected navel, and Michael continued to play with her breasts. Cathleen and Rachel teamed to lovingly sneak up on Katie's leaking pussy. First, Rachel started on her inner right thigh and licked, kissed and nipped up to the pouting pussy lips, and Cathleen took over and started down the other leg. It took only a few trips before Katie had upped her whining, her desire, and her squirming. She lifted her hips, and the same magic took her panties down her legs and away.

Rachel took advantage of Katie's movement to reach behind her and free Michael's cock. It sprang between Katie's legs and thumped her outer lips. There came no complaint.

The two lovers alternated licking up and down Katie's lips but avoided her clit. Sometimes, they would take a detour to lick Michael's rampant instrument. As her desire grew, Katie turned her head to Michael for a kiss, then another. He kissed her gently at first, but she became ever more insistent and greedy, her tongue seeking his. He tweaked her nipples and then twisted them. Her hips moved her up and down along his hardness, and again her emptiness grew.

Katie did not care if the lips kissing her were male or female. She had started the evening a little concerned, but that was long gone. Now, she had a massive need. Her knees were up and spread. Her pussy was empty and wanted filling. There was clearly a solution, but it evaded her. Push pussy up. Rub, slide, rub, empty, need. Rachel looked across at Cathleen, then at Michael, and then nodded.

Michael deepened his kiss and twisted Katie's nipples while Cathleen leaned up and nipped her clit. Katie arched and screamed, "Oh god, please give it to me NOW!" As she descended, Rachel notched Michael's cock, and Katie impaled herself. One orgasm followed another and then another. Michael held her tight and whispered meaningless nothings in her ear.

As her delightful spasms waned, Katie gasped, "Marry me! Oh sweetness, you have to marry me. I'll volunteer just like Michael said, but oh, you heavenly creatures have to marry me!"

Dora, as the newest spouse, asked formally on behalf of her family, "Katie Wyoming Knott, will you marry us? Full partnership, no reservations, go where we go, love us, kill for us, let us love you, and kill to protect you?" Then, in a whisper, she added, "I can't kill, but I'll do anything I can to protect you."

"I will marry you alllll, oh, oh, oh," and Katie shuddered as another orgasm ran through her body.

Then a new thought, a new desire, "Can I have a baby? Pleaseeee?"

Dora quickly and privately polled the spouses, though she knew that the responses would be positive. <I think she deserves that, don't you? What if Michael gave her twins?>

Michael, not having peaked, rolled the panting beauty onto her back and filled her completely with his still-hard cock. As she rocked with him, ever faster, Michael looked into her dazzling green eyes and declared, "I want our twins to have your beautiful green eyes."

He exploded into her, and as his words registered, he triggered yet another massive cum from his partner.

Katie's joy was beyond her ability to measure. When she calmed, she whispered in Michael's ear, "No other! I'll have no other man but you!"

Betty, recovering from her own family-induced orgasms, looked over and called, "Well done, Sweetie, well done."

Tabbi was already asleep, spooned -- Victor behind and Abigail in front with Eminence's head between Abigail's breasts. Vicky, cuddled behind Victor, completed the miniature puppy pile.

Michael woke with an urgent need to drain. Somehow, both Sandy and Valerie had wormed between him and Katie. Sandy was contentedly nursing on one of Katie's beautiful orbs, and Valerie lay half on Michael, her head on his shoulder. When he made to move, Valerie's eyes opened, and she complained quietly. In the soft, dim light, those eyes were golden in a face surrounded by light brown, sleep-mussed hair. They shone with love, and Michael was smitten.

He turned her softly, kissed her forehead and whispered, "I'll be right back."

Making his way to relieve the pressure, he used the few minutes to think. In that instant, his relationship with Valerie had changed, never again to be the same. 'Good thing it's only a few weeks more, or I'd be in real trouble,' he thought.

He made his way back towards the waiting teen and saw her positioned head-to-head -- cheek-to-cheek -- with Naomi. He knew then that his dusky love was orchestrating events. He went with the flow, kissing Naomi in passing as he repositioned Valerie beside him.

Once again, he looked into golden eyes, and he kissed Valerie's lips for the first time. Her eyes widened, and she clutched him to her, almost desperately. Naomi whispered, "She loves you, Michael. Love on her and make her happy!"

In a moment, Valerie relaxed, and Michael pulled her to a full-body-contact, passionate kiss. He knew then that Valerie was never returning to the pre-adult puppy pile. Passion rising, he kissed her face and nibbled all those places where, he had learned, women loved to have attention. He cupped her lovely titties and thumbed her nipples. She grasped his head between her open hands and tried to rape his mouth with her tongue.

Dora had managed to contain herself during the family's loving with Katie, but not with Michael and Valerie. She knew that Valerie was more than aware of her participation in earlier family sessions, so she told herself that Valerie would be hurt and disappointed if she didn't receive Dora's full treatment. That was her excuse and she was sticking to it.

After an eternity of kissing and petting, Michael moved down Valerie's body; kissing, licking, sucking, stroking, and occasionally tickling. When he reached her newly trimmed pubis, he kissed it. Forgoing teasing, he kissed her clit and sucked it in -- laving her with his tongue.

Valerie shrieked her orgasm and bucked her hips, forcing Michael to back off momentarily. When she calmed, he licked from clit to taint and back, noting her intact hymen as he passed. Her birthday could not come too soon!

When he attacked her clitty once more, her cum was even more intense and her vocal joy louder. She fainted.

When Valerie woke, she was cradled in Michael's arms, head on his chest. She looked around and saw her wide-awake family surrounding her, smiling. Naomi leaned in and whispered, "Just wait. You won't believe it now, but it gets better -- much better!"

Dora spoke silently to Michael and Katie, <Green eyes. There's a 98.4266 percent probability your sweeties will have green eyes.> Katie hugged Sandy to her; beyond happy, she leaned over Valerie to kiss Michael.

Sleepy heads notwithstanding, celebrations continued long into the night.

Michael foresaw a need to expand their bedroom.

The court-martial of Provisional Private Nehemiah Joseph Scudder became the most viewed video in the history of Tranquility Base. The decision to distribute it was hotly debated: Would the results discourage nefarious behavior of sponsors; or would it encourage the rebellious behavior of concubines? Bootlegged copies were circulating long before the debate was finished and a decision made.

Scud, at his request, was provided counsel by a human and an AI. He wasn't particularly smug, but all hope faded when witnesses Betty, Tabbi, and Sandy entered, wearing matching babydoll nighties, accompanied by a gray-uniformed Civil Service officer. He shook his head in horror. The CS officer was Katie.

The prosecution's presentation consisted of the videos previously shown, another of Scud screaming, "They're mine. You are all mine. I'll screw whichever of you I want to! That bitch has been teasing me -- she's first!" The final video was of the bath time in question, and it was clear that Scud had violated one child and probably another.

Scud mounted a defense that the dependents and concubines were his to do with as he saw fit, that the children liked him touching them, that his privacy had been violated, and that he had been mislead and injured by a CONK!

The officers of the court needed little time to find Provisional Private Nehemiah Joseph Scudder guilty of sexual assault and sexual battery of minor children. He was stripped of his rank and Confederacy citizenship and condemned to die.

Two of his former comrades seized him under the arms and dragged him to the same airlock where Katie was to have been executed. Leaving him sobbing on the floor, they spat as they exited.

No one likes a child molester.