Alien Mine Ch. 04

They arrived at the ranch late at night after driving down a long dirt road. Rhys had ridden all day way in the back seat, running ideas through his mind, trying to make plans with Bob. They had decided on an initial approach. Use the resources from the shuttle to make the ranch secure as possible, then train the girls in combat tactics.

As much as he did not want to involve them, they were all he had. Even if they did not end up fighting, they needed to know how to defend themselves. The changes Bob was making mentally and physically should help them adapt and learn quickly. Rhys did not realize just how efficient Bob could be in developing warriors but found out in a few days. He didn't know it yet, but combat was now in their DNA, literally.

As they approached, Bob was in contact with the shuttle. Bob had not been here, he had merely directed the shuttle to fly back to this location. "Rhys, this is more than just the shuttle. There is a base AI here," he said with surprise.

"Stop the truck now," Rhys quickly shouted to Amancia.

"The AI does not know us," Bob noted to us all, including the girls in the conversation. "I was not programmed to be here, so I am attempting to update the AI database so we can proceed." Looking around, we could not see much in the dark. A house was located at the base of the mountain. A dry stream bed ran alongside the road, and a few trees were growing near the front. The ground was broken, rising steeply to the back and up a large hill. Vegetation was mainly cactus, mesquite, and everything seemed to have thorns. The land was empty otherwise, deer, coyote, and other small mammals, but little else. It was a barren land, ideal for a hidden base. Other than a porch light, there was nothing to indicate anyone lived here, no other lights.

"We have been under surveillance for several miles," Bob noted, had we progressed much further we would have been destroyed.

"So, the base is armed." Rhy mused, "that is a good thing."

"Only with minimal weapons for basic defense, most of the defense is passive," Bob explained.

"What does that mean," asked Sandy.

"Hidden, I think, probably strengthened walls in the house and such." Then Rhys felt something click in his head, and he noticed the girls jump as well. Suddenly the overlay was visible in his mind, showing the ranch and surrounding area, defenses detailed, and location of the shuttlecraft. "Wow," how deep does that shaft go," Rhys said, mentally indicating a vertical tunnel dropping down from the house.

"One thousand meters."

Rhys wasn't sure, but it seemed from the data Bob was feeding him the defenses were more than just passive concealment. Amancia started up the truck and headed for the house. "I don't know about the rest of you, but this conversation can continue after a meal and a shower," she said, eager to get out of the truck. Rhys agreed and shut up as she drove to the front of the house and parked.

The ranch house was in good shape, clean, and smelled as if no one lived there. It was a typical house for the area, old looking, and seemed to be made out of stone. The rooms were nicely furnished but looked unlived in. Rhys guessed Jake didn't spend much time here. It was isolated, which suited Rhys fine, they didn't need neighbors who might be interested in the new occupants.

The girls spread out looking the two-bedroom ranch-style house over, which did not take long. "Not much in the kitchen," Amancia noted.

"King-sized bed and nice shower. Come on, Amancia, let's unload and get cleaned up," Sandy called out.

Rhys was more interested in the defenses and what lay below. The Drans had gone to a substantial effort to build a deep underground hanger; he wondered what else was there.

"Bob, are you in control of the AI," Rhys asked out loud?

"Yes."

"Do you have an inventory?"

A list of equipment scrolled across his eyes. It seemed substantial, but he didn't recognize most of it.

"Take me through the defenses."

Bob showed him a schematic with the blueprints for the base. Sensors to detect movement and energy sources along the road and surrounding area covering 50 miles in all directions. Some kind of weapons designed to stun (he hoped) humans if necessary. Some others that he did not recognize that seemed to be for air defense. Explosives intended to collapse the shaft were in place that could be used to destroy the shuttle and all other alien technology.

"So primary defenses from humans, light to moderate defenses against the Om, but nothing to stop a serious attack. Designed for stealth."

"Correct."

Not as extensive as he had hoped, but it would have to do. Sandy and Amancia had begun unloading their stuff from the truck. They only had what we had picked up along the way, a few sets of clothes, toiletries, (makeup of course), and some groceries. And heels, where did they find time to shoe shop?

The first thing Rhys did was familiarize himself with the layout. We needed to be ready in case of another attack.

"The Om or their creatures cannot approach without warning," Bob said, "I will warn you of any approaching danger."

Rhys heard the girls call him, and walked back in to find them drying off from a shower.

"Your turn," Sandy said, throwing him her towel and standing there naked.

"Hurry up," said Amancia, "time to try out the bed."

Hurry, he did, but the shower felt good after being in the car all day. When Rhys came out, he found the girls laying on the bed, and somewhere they had acquired some very sexy lingerie, and heels that would have looked at home strutting around a pole. He took a moment to enjoy the long legs and breasts so prominently displayed.

"I think he likes our outfits," said Amancia as Rhys stared somewhat speechless.

"Where did you find those," Rhys asked in a husky voice.

"Surprising what you can find at Good Will," Sandy said with a sly smile that promised lots of fun.

"Hmmm, I wonder if there is a Goodwill store near here because those may get ripped off of you."

The girls laughed and replied, "there is not enough here to bother ripping off," as they grabbed his hands and pulled him into the bed.

Rhys quickly found himself smothered under some delicious flesh. He could see the small kernels of female emotions in his mind. Mentally he reached for them but stopped to observe. Rhys could sense the emotions flowing from the girls, happy, aroused, in love with each other and him. Instinctively he knew he could manipulate those emotions or share his with them.

His control was growing.

Knowing how they were reacting to something gave him a distinct advantage in bed, as he could see just what aroused them and how much. Rhys decided the ladies deserved a lovely award for the heels and the lingerie, so reward them he did, a first with his tongue, then with his cock, several times. Just enough orders to keep them aroused.

When Rhys woke up, the light was just streaming in the window. Rolling over, he saw Sandy lying on her side, watching him. Amancia was not to be seen. "Just you and me this morning, we have not been alone together since I woke up in your bed a few days ago."

Rhys smiled, thinking of other mornings spent with Sandy ."Good morning beautiful, it has been kind of hectic; the three of us have barely been apart for a few minutes since this all started."

Sandy had a thoughtful look on her face as she said, "How are you doing with all this Rhys? You have been taking care of us, making sure we are ok, and you killed four of those men that attacked us in the house and then those from last night." Looking at me with a worried expression, she continued, Amancia and I worry that we may be leaning on you too much. I know we were overwhelmed at first, but we're better now.

"I know, I can feel it in my head."

Her eyes widened in surprise, but she continued. "We don't want you to think you have to be responsible for us, and we want to help you where we can. We have discussed it, we understand what is at stake, and we want you to train us so we can help fight."

I paused for a minute, thinking over what she had said. The expression on Sandy's face suddenly changed to one of distress as she said, I am sorry Rhys, I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. If Amancia and I are a problem, we will leave if you want."

Taken aback, I quickly reached for her, pulling her into my arms. I could feel her very conflicted emotions, hope that Rhys wanted them to stay, fear that he would leave them, and fear of what lay ahead if they stayed. Rhys felt around with his mind and found the connection, gently letting Sandy feel his emotions. Rhys tried to let her know how much he wanted the two of them to stay, and how he was concerned for their safety.

"God, I love you too," Sandy said as the emotions from Rhys almost overwhelmed her.

Rhys reached a decision he should already have made. "I want you and Amancia to stay with me, but if you do so, you will be exposed to danger. So if you remain, you must both agree to train with me, learn to shoot, fight, and how to hunt and avoid the enemy. I would rather take you into danger trained than to have you tracked down and killed while I am not around. After we have destroyed the Om here on Earth, you can be safe, and will not need to fight anymore."

Sandy's eyes lit up, and she smiled, both with her mouth and with her mind, letting him feel her happiness. Rhys could sense the kernel of joy in her mind, her emotions. He was surprised at the strength of his own reaction as he responded to her outpouring of sentiments.

"I agree," said Sandy," and Amancia does as well." Rhys raised an eyebrow at her. "We have already discussed it, she does not want to leave either."

"When did these discussions take place?"

"This morning, we have been up for a couple of hours discussing this and other things."

"What other things," he asked, wondering if he really wanted to know.

"Girl stuff, clothes, shoes, where to get them, do we have any money, am I going to have to go back to stripping to support us. What kind of routine Amancia and I can do if she joins me on stage? Anything else you want to know?"

Laughing, he said, "while I am sure Bob can help us out with the money part, the idea of you and Amancia on the stage does sound appealing. The problem is I would probably keep getting in fights with the other men over who got a lap dance. Not sure I want to share your charms anymore."

"Good," she said, then leaned forward and crossing her arms around Rhys' neck she began to kiss his lips, "that was definitely the right answer," she murmured as her tongue found his. It started out as a gentle kiss, Her lips moist, her tongue gently touching his. Her touch conveyed her deepening love, her need to show how much he meant to her. Rhys could feel these emotions running through his mind as Sandy leaned in, deepening the kiss.

Sandy's kiss went down his neck, to his stomach, then to his groin. "Just lay back; you get an award for the right answer." He was not sure which answer Sandy was talking about and didn't really feel like asking any questions. Rhys still had a morning erection, and Sandy was doing her best to keep it that way, licking up and down the length while massaging his balls with her hands.

She took the head of his cock in her mouth and began sucking and running her tongue around it. "That's really good," he mumbled, making himself lay still so she could work her magic. She started inching her way down until she had him completely in her mouth and throat. Rhys didn't think it could get any better, but then she backed off, and then swallowed him in one movement. Then she kept repeating.

Sandy was a pro, and looking down, Rhys could see her swollen lips moving along his cock as she expertly sucked him off. Each time she took him in her throat, he could feel her tongue and throat muscles massaging his cock. He was trying to delay his climax, but it was impossible. The beautiful face looking up at him with a wild look of arousal in her eyes made him explode. As Rhys began cumming, Sandy took just the head and sucked hard as he filled her mouth. Bob had seriously upgraded that part of him, and the cum filled her mouth twice to overflowing. She quickly swallowed, then licked the rest until his cock was clean. She stuck out her long tongue showing Rhys the last of the cum, then swallowed.

Rhys had barely begun to recover when she smiled at him, then with a grin, she said, "my turn." She swung a leg over him and then brought her pussy to his mouth. The girls had gifted him (through Bob) with a long tongue as well, and soon he was licking her clit, then running his tongue over her lips and into her, then back to her clit. Sandy was already very aroused, but now her juices began flowing freely. Rhys checked her emotions in his mind and found he could see/feel her arousal and excitement.

He decided to try an experiment to see just what he could do. As Sandy got close to a climax, he would give her arousal a nudge, sort of knocking it off track, and then would move his tongue to a less sensitive spot. It was fascinating to use his mind to watch her respond to his physical actions. Rhys kept her on the edge until she suddenly shouted: "QUIT FUCKING AROUND AND LET ME CUM."

Startled, he lost the image in his mind, so just concentrated on her clit while he worked a finger into her ass. That did it as she exploded on top of him, letting out a long scream. Rhys expected Amancia to check to see if she was ok, but Sandy just continued to grind her clit on his mouth as she screamed through the climax. She slowly moved off, laying down on top of him. Rhys put his arms around her, and she smiled, then Sandy stuck out her tongue and slowly licked her juices off his lips and cheeks.

"Good god Rhys, that was a world-class orgasm; I would stay and become a soldier just for that."

"Always glad to please ma'am, and you were pretty good yourself."

"Hhmm, only pretty good, guess I will have to up my game."

Laughing as he pulled her off him and headed for the bathroom, "if it got any better, my brains would probably have shot out as well, I think pretty good is good enough for my health."

Using the bathroom, Rhys climbed into the shower, enjoying the feel of the warm water. Life is good, he thought, sex, warm shower, breakfast, then exploring an alien base. Oh ya, and two beautiful women. He was still not sure how this connection worked, He and Bob would have to practice. Bob probably didn't know either as he was quiet during this internal discussion. "I try not to interrupt unless necessary, but you are right. The design of my programs was not meant for this level of interaction. A 'One' would not allow this kind of freedom of thought and action from its slaves. It is inefficient and unproductive. I accept that you do not want slaves, but as the symbionts mature, they will look to you for direction. They will expect control as they are designed to."

"Not going to happen, Bob, you are just going to have to get used to humans and our emotions. We are not machines, and I have no intention of turning the two women into slaves, I love them too much for that. Bob was silent, and Rhys thought this discussion was getting him nowhere.

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Amancia had fixed breakfast, but he was too anxious to explore the base to take the time to enjoy it. Bob had downloaded the plans, and the layout seemed to be projected over his eyes. It was hard getting used to it, but it would be a massive advantage in combat. The entrance to the shaft was in the back of the kitchen. A wall moved aside at a signal from Bob and looking into the cylinder Rhys, and the girls could see a straight drop.

"Just step off," said Bob, "you will float down." Surprisingly it was Amancia who suddenly stepped off and began to drop. Taking a deep breath, Rhys quickly jumped in, followed by Sandy. Rhys never really liked heights, and as he came to a stop, he was surprised his pants were dry, Amancia looked at him and couldn't keep the smile off her face.

"Very funny, glad to see you enjoyed my terror."

"You should have seen your face," she replied with a broad smile.

Sandy didn't even try to hide her amusement, bursting into laughter, seeing how relieved he was to be in one piece.

Rhys blushed, "I never liked heights, but at least I provided some entertainment."

"You did," Amancia said with a smile, "perhaps you should hold on to me next time."

We had dropped into what appeared to be a control room, with some odd-looking chairs (couches? hard to say). The furniture was located randomly throughout the large room, which was approximately 4000 square feet with high ceilings. The chairs were not designed for humans, that was obvious. The space felt very alien, not at all comfortable, with everything seemingly out of proportion. Sandy looked around for a minute, "ask Bob how this works," she said.

"You should be able to access your own symbiote; look in your mind," Rhys said. He only had a vague idea of how it worked, and it was hard to explain. It just did, and now Bob was always there.

Sandy and Amancia looked at each other and closed their eyes, standing still for about 30 seconds. Rhys could feel them in his mind, so he pointed them to the part of him that was Bob. Then tried to show them the same area in their own minds. This was not telepathy, but instead Bob to Bob's communications. It seemed as if he were making a bluetooth connection with another device.

Rhys could feel when they made the connections, it was not nearly the connection he had, but it was a start. They both opened their eyes in surprise, then the lights changed in the control room, and various displays came to life. "Cool," Amancia said while looking around before walking over to what looked like a hologram showing the base. As she moved to it, the image seemed to surround her, and she started moving her hands, expanding parts and collapsing others. Sandy and Rhys watched as the image swirled, then stopping as Amancia held out her hands in front of her as if pushing out with them. She looked up at us and grinned, "All right, shopping trip coming up, did ya know we are rich!!"

"How rich," Sandy asked with a gleam in her eye?

"Very, there is precisely one hundred and seventy-three million in this account, but there may be additional funds elsewhere. I wonder what Jake and his fellow aliens planned to do with this" she went on talking almost to herself.

"It looks as if the Drans had set up a company to buy the ranch and to operate. They seem to have gone through the process of establishing a legitimate corporation."

" I have been examining records, and the Drans were planning for the long term," Bob added, "this was just the first facility planned. Rhys was to play a crucial role, but those plans are not in the database.

"So the Drans planned to return him to Earth," Sandy asked?

"Presumably, he would have been returned with a symbiote specifically designed for him to assist Earth preparing to fight the Om.

"Fortunately, we have you, Bob," Rhys said.

"Yes, fortunate indeed, the base AI recognizes Rhys as a One, and by default, Sandy and Amancia have access to most of the functions as well."

"What are we locked out of," Sandy wanted to know?

"You can access the database and environmental controls that I have reset for humans, so be careful. Also, you can access maintenance AI and mobile units. You both have limited access to weapons and defensive capabilities, no access to the shuttle.

"Can I change access privileges?"

"Yes, in the absence of any other authority, you Rhys are now the commander of this facility. We have been mated, and the AI recognizes our priority.