Chapter 17
When Ben and Kathryn got out to the van, they were met by a grinning Tabitha. "Damn Sir! Hasn't anyone ever told you about catch and release?"
"Hell Tabby, we're just returning them to their natural environment. You know; releasing them back into the wild?" Ben asked, grinning back at her.
She snorted. "If they are half as smart after they get their personalities back as they are now, don't count on them leaving you. I know I wouldn't."
"What? You don't think I have enough?" Ben said.
"Sir, you are only one in a large and loving group of exceptional people. You wouldn't be the only reason the girls would want to stay, just one of the first," Tabby replied. "Now, this is what we've learned of their security..."
The team worked their way in and planted a piece of equipment that would allow the computer section back in Colorado access to the school records. The operation went flawlessly and everyone was back in their own hotels by three in the morning.
Ben and Kathryn stripped out of their clothes and climbed onto the big bed with the girls. Once they were in roughly the same positions they had fallen asleep in, Ben let the girls return to normal sleep. They took it as a good sign that neither of the little darlings woke up immediately. Ben had to remind himself that these two 'little darlings' were also trained killers.
Melissa: "Master, Both Chris and I are trained killers as well. Does that mean we love you any less?"
Ben: "No Honey, it doesn't, but we know these two are our enemies. If their programmers so ordered it, they would not be sleeping in our bed, but trying to kill us."
Kathryn: "That's true, but these two should be getting ready for prom, and fending off the advances of the captain of the football team. They are not the monsters; the real monsters are the ones that did this to them."
Amanda: "No, they are not the monsters, but they are damn dangerous until we can disarm them."
Kathryn: "You make them sound like some kind of time-bomb."
Amanda: "That's what they are. From the sounds of the information we are getting from those computers at the school, these girls only need to hear a certain trigger phrase and they'll start killing everything in sight until someone kills them. What they've done to these girls is truly scary."
Ben: "Tomorrow, I'll make the call to 'charter' a private plane to take us all home. We should be back up there tomorrow night. We should really get to sleep, lovers; I can feel Melissa yawning along with me."
Amanda: "Okay, but once you get back here, I think you might want to have a word with Father and Pasha."
Ben: "What's going on with them?"
Amanda: "Well, I thought Kathryn might be able to tell me, since she has a strong bond with Pasha, but perhaps you're far enough away that she can't get any information. I didn't want to bring it up while you where out, but they are acting damn strange. One of them is always on the bed with Chris. Neither one will make contact with us, and they won't change to human form to explain what's going on. When I asked Father to explain what was going on, he just shook his head. Pasha was the same way; she would just shake her head like she couldn't talk."
Kathryn: "All I have been getting from Pasha is intense concentration on something that she feels is important. It's kinda like a 'please hold' message."
Ben: "That is strange. I'd have a hard time believing it was something bad, so I wouldn't worry about it too much, but I'll try to get to the bottom of it once we get back. Remember though, I'll have to deal with the girls first. We can't keep them asleep for days."
Amanda: "Well, get some sleep loves. I can't wait for you to get home tomorrow night. We've all missed you very much."
Ben: "We missed you too, love. Pleasant dreams."
The following morning, Ben was awakened by something warm and wet sliding slowly down his morning wood. Apparently, Cori woke and felt something poking her in the rear, and decided she might like a morning treat; she was slowly working his shaft into her small mouth.
He moaned softly and pulled her small nude body up, lifting her so she was straddling his face. She was dripping wet, so he began by cleaning her up a bit, but for some reason, there seemed to be more moisture flowing from her small virgin pussy.
She moaned as he licked her almost hairless slit from the top all the way to her asshole. She was tiny down here, and Ben was thankful that they actually wouldn't have sex. More than anything Cori reminded him of his daughter, Lizzy.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind, he concentrated on pleasing her. She moaned appreciatively as he slowly worked his tongue into her tiny pussy. He pulled back and sucked her little clit into his mouth. He felt her tense up and start shivering. The feelings coming from his cock were rapidly bringing him to orgasm, and he was trying to do his best to make sure she reached hers first.
If asked later, he never would have been able to say who blew off first. But it didn't matter as she came hard while he pumped cum into her mouth. She turned slightly to see if Michelle was awake and motioned her down to share a kiss. It was soon obvious that they were sharing Cori's morning snack. "You are not going to believe how well Master eats pussy! It was all I could do to hold out for him. I thought I was going to explode."
"Mistress is damn good too. I almost passed out last night when she pushed a finger in my ass. Gods! I can't wait to make love to them!" Michelle gushed.
"Hey! What's with all this Master and Mistress stuff?" Kathryn asked. "I thought you wanted us to be your lovers?"
"Oh we do! Very much! But we are yours now, you are our Mistress and Master," Michelle said almost bursting with joy.
"Well, you don't have to call us that. In fact, I'd prefer it if you just called me Kathryn or Katie; please?" Kathryn asked.
"And I'm Ben, not 'Master', okay?" Ben said. "If you are going to be our lovers and protectors, I'd much rather you were our equals and not some kind of servant."
Cori had tears in her eyes. "It's not going to be very hard to love you. In some ways, I think I already do." She snuggled up to Ben's chest.
"I think it would be hard not to love you, if not impossible. You both are so nice, and sweet," Michelle said, caressing Kathryn's bare shoulder.
"Come on ladies, let's get the day going, and I'll see if I can charter a flight for us today, instead of waiting a week. How does that sound?" Ben asked. Amid excited squeals from the girls, Ben asked them what they wanted for breakfast. He would order room service while they started in the bathroom.
Ben watched in appreciation while three nude women climbed out of the big bed and walked sexily into the bathroom. He sighed and climbed out of bed to go out into the living room to use the phone. First he ordered the food, then he pulled out his PDA and acted like he was looking something up. Finally, he dialed the phone again, and talked to John like he was a charter service. Michelle was just around the corner in the bedroom listening to him. He saw in her mind that she was convinced that he was exactly what they thought he was, and her fears were eased.
She came bouncing around the corner, buck naked, and grabbed his hand. "You're finished right? We want you in the shower with us. We have this problem you see; we have three pussies, and no amount of scrubbing on them seems to get them clean..."
The girls pulled out sweats to wear until their clothes were picked up later. Everyone had just gotten dressed when there was a knock on the door. Their breakfast had arrived.
Once breakfast was demolished, the girls acting like they hadn't eaten in months, Ben called for the limo. The two hour ride out to the school was uneventful with the girls cuddling on Ben and Kathryn's laps.
Once they had arrived at the school, the girls led their new owners into the admin office where they were introduced to Ms. Dupree, the headmistress. She was a big, no-nonsense woman that had a sour demeanor. She had some paperwork for Ben to complete, and two packets of information, one for each of the girls.
"Included in the girls' packets is a list of weapons they have been trained to use. If you want them to receive additional training we ask that they be brought back here. They are familiar with our instructors, and methods. I think you should know that Michelle and Corrine were two of our best students. They excelled in all of their classes, and have never been the problem that some others have been," Dupree said.
Ben got such a dark vibe off the woman that he refused to read her. He was afraid that if he found something worse than what he already knew she was guilty of, he'd kill her right here.
"Girls, your belongings have been packed for you and are waiting in your old room. Go and get your bags so your new master doesn't have to wait for you," Dupree ordered. Cori and Michelle were gone so fast it was almost as if they had been teleported.
"Have you had discipline problems lately Ms. Dupree?" Ben asked, just to make conversation.
"I don't think there is a school anywhere that doesn't Mr. Tanner, but our punishments seem to be effective."
"May I ask what those are? I'm only curious mind you," Ben asked politely.
"Mostly privilege restrictions, but the more hard core cases get to spend extra time with our physical fitness instructors. I'll be surprised if some of these girls don't become professional athletes," Dupree said with what might have been called a grin.
"Perhaps I should see if the girls need help carrying their bags," Ben said, glancing out the window.
"I'm afraid you can't, Sir. There are no males allowed on campus except for the administration building," Dupree said. "However, they won't need any assistance. They only have one suitcase apiece. They'll be back soon. In the meantime, may I offer you some refreshment?"
"Oh, no thank you. I think I've had plenty of coffee this morning. Honey?" Ben asked, looking at Kathryn.
"No thank you, Ms. Dupree. However, I would like to use the ladies room if I may?" Kathryn said.
"Certainly, Mrs. Tanner; it's just on the other side of the lobby on the left; you can't miss it."
"Thank you," Kathryn said. "Are you going to read her to see if she knows where Solms is hiding?"
Ben: "No, I already know where Solms is at. I'm afraid if I read this bitch, I might want to do something permanent to her right here, right now."
Kathryn: "From her surface thoughts I'm inclined to agree with you. That comment about Cori and Michelle being good girls gave her a feeling of regret, like she regretted not being able to punish them. Also, there are more punishments than she mentioned. Whatever those were aroused her. That's when I bailed out of her head. It's one thing if the person likes that kind of thing, but if it's not consensual..."
Ben: "Cori and Michelle are excited; they're saying goodbye to others on their floor. They've also changed clothes. Those two make cover-alls look like they should be mandatory. They're on their way back." He smiled at Ms. Dupree. "I'd guess she had enough to drink as well!"
"Well, it is a long ride from the city," Dupree said. "Well, all the paperwork is in order, and the girls have their diplomas so, if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to work."
"Thank you for taking the time to do this personally, Ms. Dupree," Ben said.
"Think nothing of it, Sir. You just donated a million dollars to this school. That will get you a lot of consideration here. Good day, Mr. Tanner."
"Good day, Ms. Dupree,"
As soon as Kathryn returned, Ben led her back out to the limo, just as the driver was closing the trunk on the additional luggage. Ben gave the driver the gate number at the airport, and the four got on their way.
The 'charter' had a very pretty young flight attendant named Melissa. Ben had to suppress a grin when he saw his diminutive lover. However, she acted every bit the professional during the flight.
"Mr. Tanner? I'm sorry to bother you, but the pilot asked me to let you know we are detouring around a storm system and it will delay our arrival in Los Angeles. She apologizes for the inconvenience, but it can't be helped," Melissa said. "This is the signal to put the girls to sleep, Master. We'll be starting our descent soon."
Ben nodded. "That's alright, we aren't on a schedule today. Please convey my thanks for the information."
As Melissa walked back toward the cockpit, Cori watched her ass. "She's hot. It's too bad she's married."
"It could be that she wears that to keep the rich clients off her. I bet she gets hit on pretty regularly doing this job," Kathryn said.
Michelle yawned. "Damn! I'm really sleepy! Would it be alright if I grabbed a nap?"
Ben smiled at her and kissed her forehead. "It's probably a good idea with the delay; go ahead sweetheart."
With a soft smile on her face, she moved over to a couch and stretched out. Very shortly she was asleep. Ben glanced over at Kathryn and Cori only to see that Cori was out as well; she had fallen asleep on Kathryn's lap. Kathryn used her telekinesis to move the girl to the other couch, and covered her with a blanket. Ben made sure both would stay asleep. "All clear sweetheart," he sent to Melissa.
Melissa almost ran down the aisle of the plane to get to her lovers. She threw her arms around Ben and kissed him fiercely. She repeated the process with Kathryn. "God, I've missed you two. It's hard to see you all the time and not touch you."
"Cori said you were hot, and it was a shame you're married," Ben teased.
"When she finds out the truth, she'll be jealous. We'll be landing in about a half-hour," Melissa told them. "They sure started to trust you two awfully fast."
"It's mostly their programming," Ben said. "But I caught Michelle listening to my phone calls this morning, so they're not totally trusting yet. When she didn't hear anything out of the ordinary, it seemed to be a relief to her."
"Strange, it's like their programming is mixed in with their normal personality. They are compelled to obey their instructions, but they don't have to like them. They really do like us, though. I did get that loud and clear from both of them," Kathryn said.
Ben hugged Melissa. "Could you get me a soda sweetheart? I'm going to go into Michelle's mind and see how big of a job this is going to be."
"Of course, Master. Mistress, would you like anything?" Melissa asked.
"A soda sounds good, thank you. I'll check out Cori," Kathryn answered.
For the next half-hour, Ben and Kathryn looked through the minds of their two new lovers. The commands were indeed woven into their personalities. Ben would be able to remove them but would have to leave knowledge of their existence in order to preserve the girl's real personality and knowledge. He didn't think they would be very happy about that, but there didn't seem to be much choice.
Amanda immediately took charge of the girls once they landed. She kissed and welcomed her mates home, then led gurneys with the girls on them off toward the house. Diane and Carol also welcomed them home with hugs and kisses. Standing off to one side, looking a little scared, was little Lizzy. Ben grinned at her and held his arms open. She ran up to him and jumped into his arms, almost knocking him over. She had grown - quite a bit.
Lizzy: "Oh, I missed you Daddy! Please don't go away again for a while."
Ben: "I missed you too, Cupcake. I brought you something from New Orleans."
She giggled. "I saw them, they are really pretty. Are you sure you brought them for me?"
Ben: "Not them, you little Imp! I got you a big teddy bear named Willie." He tickled her, and she squealed in delight. "But I'd like to talk to you a little if I could?"
Lizzy, almost pouting: "You're gonna be mad at me now aren't you? Momma Amanda was mad at me a little too, but it didn't last very long."
Ben: "I don't think she was mad at you so much as she was mad at the situation, honey. She's worried about you is all. You're aging yourself too quickly; she's worried that you'll lose your childhood."
Lizzy sighed and released him to take his hand instead. They started walking slowly toward the house. "Daddy, I know you're worried that if I grow up too fast, it'll cause mental problems down the line. I can understand that. Being able to read people has pretty much destroyed my childhood, but it has replaced it with an understanding of what I've lost. My childhood left when my mother was taken from me. Only since I have met you and our family have I found something to refill the void left behind. The love and admiration you all feel for each other is like a bright beacon on a very dark night. I honestly can't say that I will want to be with you forever, but for now, I need to feel that love as much as possible. Aging myself is only a means to an end. It allows my body to accept the physical aspects of that love I need to feel. Please don't make me stop. Let me finish this, so I can make love to you and your wives. In many ways, I feel like my life really began when I felt Amanda's touch that night. The rest just feels like a bad nightmare."
In sharp contrast to her earlier actions, Lizzy was now acting very mature and seemed to understand exactly what she was saying. He suddenly understood that this was Lizzy's real personality, and the earlier one had been an act she had been putting on for others. "So why the act Liz? Why act like you're ten years old when you're not?"
Liz: "For Momma Amanda and Momma Diane, mostly. They were so worried that the rapes and the rest had damaged me mentally. The only thing I could think of to calm them was to act like they expected me to act. I know it seems like I was lying, but really, I didn't want to cause them any pain. They both have been so nice to me; all of you have really."
Ben: "How old were you going to let yourself go?"
Liz: "I was thinking about seventeen or eighteen. I felt that would be appropriate."
Ben: "It very well might be, but could you stop at sixteen instead? Not to disagree with your estimate, but that age might be better. It'll give us all a chance to adjust to the older you."
Liz: "You really mean it? You're not mad at me for doing this even after I was told not to?"
Ben: "Sweetie, The only thing that kept me from allowing it before was that act you were putting up. Now that I can see you more clearly, I'll agree with you, and explain it to Amanda and Diane. Just don't go so fast you damage yourself; that really hurts."
Liz: "Thank you, Daddy. What about sharing in your love?"
Ben sighed; just what he needed, another lover. "I think if I explain it to the rest of the family like you explained it to me... No, I think you should explain it to the rest of the family. Do it just like you did with me, no falling back into your little girl persona. I think if you put your case forward like that, they will understand. Now, I need to go have a talk with two cats before I see to your foster sisters."
Liz looked up at him and cocked her head. "There is something going on there. They are working hard to do something for Chris, but I can't tell what. The cats are blocking anyone that tries to look. Whatever it is, it isn't bad. I think we should just let them be, and finish what they've started."
Ben: "You may be right sweetheart. Now you should grab something extra from the kitchen; you're way too skinny, you haven't been eating enough to support the change."
Liz: "Yes Daddy." She giggled as she headed for the kitchen.
Ben headed down to the infirmary, where Chris was. He wanted to check on her anyway. He was almost to the infirmary when he felt a feather like touch in his mind. It was very faint, but somehow familiar. He stopped to try to grasp the touch, but it was elusive. His eyes widened and he hurried on when he identified that loving caress as his comatose wife.
As he approached her bed, he noticed an exhausted looking Pasha watching him. She was in cat form, but he thought he could see a smile on her lips. As he took Chris's hand the touch in his mind became stronger. She still wasn't able to speak or anything, but her presence was definitely back in his mind.
Ben: "Everyone! Come to Chris's bed! Something's happening!"
Amanda and Diane were the first to arrive, looks of hope on their faces.
"I think the cats have been helping her; she's coming out of it. I can feel her mind again," Ben said as his family began arriving.
Father jumped up on her bed and sat beside her head to look at the assembled humans. "Yes, we have been helping her, but she needs just a bit more right now. I need all of you to make skin to skin contact with her. Project to her how much you love her, and want her to come back to you. Tell her how much you miss her, and want her to come home."
Everyone arrayed themselves around Chris's bed and made contact with her somewhere. They followed the old cat's instructions and projected to her all the love they felt, and how much they wanted Chris to come home. Father nuzzled himself into her hair and began purring.
At first, there was only a slight change in the mind touch, like a startled question in the darkness. However, very slowly the contact grew in strength until it was close to what it was before Chris had been hurt.
A sigh broke the silence around the bed. Chris's eyes fluttered a
little and slowly began to open. She was waking up.