Family Business Ch. 02

Another Futa elder pulled her hood back, and this one looked to be in her late forties. She had one black eye and one brown eye. Her hood and robe had pink phallus symbols on them. "If I may speak?"

"You may, Yua."

"Thank you, your eldest. If I may suggest something, weren't you guys in the pharmaceutical department, engineering a more discrete product to erase someone's memory better? Couldn't we give Santiago a memory-erasing product?"

"What good would it do to erase his memories now?" replied an elder with silver phalluses on her hood and robe. Although she spoke, she did not remove her hood. "He's a criminal, and he's been charged with assaulting a Futa who paid good money to receive his or his father's genes. If we gave him any of these prototype's products that are still in the development and trial phase, it would be like absolving him of his crime."

"Yua's right," spoke the eldest, "We do not want Hitomi's son to be absolved of his crime by the erasure of memory; no, he will pay his penance with blood. Tonight, at the town center, he will be tied to a large statue of the one and only other person to break our laws. The Futa, who Santiago assaulted, will be joined by her family and will take turns beating him. And the last person to deal the final blow will be you, Ena."

Ena stared and blinked blankly at the eldest. "Everyone, this meeting is adjourned. You all may leave. We will return after Santiago's punishment has passed."

Everyone who had pulled their hoods back now pulled them back over their faces. Ena was about to leave with the rest of the elders, but The eldest stopped her.

"Not you, Ena. You stay."

"Yes, your eldest," Ena said respectfully, bowing her head in her direction.

When the doors of the room closed and the sound of the clicking echoed, signifying the lock sealing them both inside, Ena swallowed hard, anticipating what was to come next.

"Ena, come and sit next to my darling."

Ena took a seat close to the eldest and made sure she was comfortable. She met the eldest's gaze and shivered just from her sharp eyes that bore holes through her. "You can tell me, Ena, it's okay."

"Why, why did you make me the last person to beat Santiago? What good will that bring."

"Because you still love him. When you met up with him again, and your eyes reconnected with his, your heart skipped a beat. Am I telling the truth, or am I lying?"

"I-"

"And please don't lie to me, or you'll make it harder for yourself and our unborn child."

"I did feel something when I saw him again, but I wouldn't say the feeling was love. It was like seeing an old friend, that was all. I'm not with him, I'm with you, and I always will be."

"Do you know why I made you the last person to give him the finishing blows?"

"You want to test my resolve and see yourself if I am really over him."

"Yes, I do. You're always clever; you're just so clever, aren't you. sit on top of the table honey disrobe for your elder."

Ena blushed and did as she was as told. She pushed the shoulder straps of her dress off, and in one swish movement, her dress fell off her. She took a seat on top of the table and spread her legs open in front of the elder. A thick but narrow landing strip patch of pubic hair adorned the top of Ena's pussy. The elder stood and disrobed at once. She was in great shape for her age. Her tits were giant and hung down; even so, they still had volume. Her nipples which were once dark pink, have now turned a pale pink like her lips. Her skin was near milky white, and her pubes were majority silver with single strands of black hair.

Between her legs dangled two heavy, wrinkled sets of balls, and above them rose a twelve-inch wrinkled cock to life. Ena laid on the table, and the eldest crawled and laid on top of her. With spit and natural lubrication, the eldest positioned the head of her cock and slid herself inside Ena, and proceeded to fuck her brains out.

*Town Square*

The tension inside of Santiago's family was so thick it bore down on all of them like great weights on their shoulders, but none bore greater weight than Santiago himself. The moment he and his family arrived at the town square, they saw that the whole town had gathered to bear witness to this public punishment. Hitomi and Gael were in all black clothing, including Hana, who brought along Marlon Brando with her. as he was also a member of the family, even he needed to bear witness to this public beating with the family.

Not everyone in town came out to witness Santiago's public beating, but the square could hold up to five hundred people on unique town festivals and events. It was the exact number of people in attendance right now. A wide enough path was made for Santiago and his entire family to walk. Were it not for the sound of passing birds making their native calls to one another, he swore the whole town could hear the heavy beating of his heart and his sharp breathing. Before he got to the middle of the plaza, he could already see the giant wooden effigy of the first criminal of Nigen-Sei, waiting for him to join her in infamy.

Gael walked behind his son with Hitomi beside him. He looked around and saw various expressions aimed at his son and some directed at him, his wife, and Hana. What his son did will leave a permanent stain on his name and character and the entire family. Gael, instead of looking angry and disappointed, smiled defiantly at all of them. The way he saw it was it was better to be damned as an entire family than let his flesh and blood face the gallows alone.

Hitomi gripped her husband's hand and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "I applied the cream on his back and chest and sides. Did you get his face and neck?"

"His face and neck? I got his arms and legs. You told me you were going to get his butt in the car!"

Hitomi glared back at her husband, shocked that out of all the places they shielded on their son's body, his most important area was left vulnerable.

"Gael, how could you-"

"I thought you got that part; I did!"

"Mom, dad!" Hana's voice broke their back-and-forth whispering.

Santiago was led to the center of the square and tied to the giant wooden puppet. His family was kept back by security. Marlon Brando had his leash on, and Hana made sure she kept a short leash on him.

The chief of Nigen-Sei that served a similar function to a mayor stood beside the giant effigy waiting for Santiago. Futas, who escorted him to the puppet, also tied him to it with thick strands of rope. The cream on his body was still fresh with only a few minutes left before it dried and became useless to him. The white shirt and pants clung to him, but thankfully neither showed the cream underneath.

The chief of Nigen-Sei, a Futa in her early fifties, ascended steps to a high enough podium for everyone to see her. She turned the mic on, prepared for her, and spoke. Speakers hung on light posts so everyone could listen without struggle, no matter where they were.

"It is my pleasure to welcome everyone who came out here to attend and bear witness to our city's second public punishment of a citizen who has broken one of our village's laws. In its entire history, only one other felon, the first criminal, held this shameful title all to herself. Today, the first criminal will join not another fellow Futa, but a man, born to a Futa mother and your average human man. Instead of fulfilling his duty to his adoptive city, he refused to carry out his duty, and instead, in a fit of rage misdirected at the wrong person, he struck one of your fellow Futa. The Futa and the others who were with her that night rightfully fought back and protected her."

There was applaud from only half the crowd; the other half murmured to themselves and their friends and families.

"The elders wanted his genitals, and his head served to the Futa he struck on a golden platter. But because of his mother's history and her service to keeping our species going, he will pay his penance in blood, not Death. The Futas will severely beat him, and the blood that will stain the white clothes that his parents provided for him will be his way of atoning for his crime. Not until his entire shirt and pants are blood-soaked will his crime be pardoned. Before we begin, the criminal will be allowed to say a few words in his defense."

A mic was handed down to a guard from the podium and held beneath Santiago's lips. He looked around and stared at different colored eyes staring back at him. Some stared at him in disgust, others were indifferent, and only a few, including his family, showed him sympathy. The crowd's silence and quiet anticipation were more than he could bear. He swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and spoke from the pit of his heart.

"This crime is no one's fault but my own. My crime is not my mother's fault, nor my father's or my sister's fault. I spent all day thinking about this moment, and this truly is all my fault. I broke this town's law by bringing an outsider to Nigen-Sei. I broke the law, and I am a criminal because I failed to do my duty. I struck someone who didn't deserve it, and I now join my fellow felon in disgrace because of my anger in this town's history. If I may be allowed a few more words, Please don't hold what I did against my family. Hold it against me, HOLD IT ALL AGAINST ME!"

The Futa who he struck stepped out from the midst of the crowd with several friends and family members. All of them were wearing a mixture of clothing all the color black. All in all, there were ten of them in total. Some arrived also wearing black masks bearing the faces of animals, while others chose not to. They surrounded Santiago, holding brass knuckles, broken tree branches while the rest readied their fists. Their hands were gloved so as not to stain their clothes and skin with blood.

"Gael..." Hitomi whimpered his name. she clutched his arm and pressed her face against him. She closed her eyes tightly and clawed at his shirt.

Hana petted Marlon Brando, who felt the oppressive energy directed at his master and began to bark towards the black-robed Futas. His barks penetrated and shattered the deafening silence in the crowd. Hana's eyes welled up with tears as she fell on her knees and pressed her crying eyes on Marlon Brando, who moved in front of her and continued to bark.

Gael could do nothing but smile proudly at Santiago, who met his gaze with a genuine and humble smile. A tear rolled down the side of his face as the first Futa struck him across the face with her brass knuckles. Santiago felt his face heat up instantly and felt his lower jaw fracture.

Another Futa, wielding a tree branch, slapped him across his head with it, spilling blood and knocking out a tooth from his upper jaw. Blood leaked from the crown of his head and cascaded down his face unto his shirt and pants. The blood was rich and dark like fresh grape wine.

Kicks and punches struck him everywhere, across his face, chest, arms, legs, and stomach. The stomach-churning sound of fists pounding skin wet and slick with blood filled the air along with Santiago's grunts and moans, both filling with pain quickly. The cream's effects would only last another minute, but only his shirt was half stained and a few his pants too.

"My Baby!...Gael, OUR BABY!!" Hitomi cried out with tears rolling down her cheeks.

She took only a peak and what she saw was more than she could bear. It broke her heart and set Gael's heart on fire.

Gael grabbed and turned Hitomi, so her face was firmly pressed against his chest, shielding her from what was happening to their son. Hana sobbed harder as her brother's grunts and moans turned sharper, filling with even more pain and anguish.

Marlon Brando barked harder, even attempting to run and protect his master, but Gael's quick reflexes allowed him to grab onto his collar and hold him back. "No, Boy! Santi's a man; he can take it...he can...take it" Gael's voice broke in between words with frail emotions rising to the surface.

Masako arrived at the gathering and pushed her way past the other Futas in front of her. She only found Hitomi by the sounds of her crying, including Hana's. Gael saw Masako rushing over to them, and Hitomi threw herself at her in her open arms. Gael went to his daughter and held her close to him.

"Dad...this is our fault, this-"

"Stop It, Hana. Your brother has resolved himself to this punishment. It would be an insult to pity someone who is facing their mistakes head-on."

Santiago continued crying out in pain. Tears and crying took over as the sound of vomiting echoed around them. Half of his face swelled; his face was becoming more horribly bruised with each passing minute.

"Aren't you even a little sad? That's your son out there, Your SON!"

"He is my son like YOU are my daughter. If it were you in his place, I would be encouraging you with the same smile I'm giving him, but answering your question, YES, I am sad, but I can't let him see it. As much as I want to go over there and shield him with my body, this is a learning lesson for all of us; I pray God spares him the worst.

One Futa, watching from the crowd, teared up, crying for him when no one was beside his family. Masako saw her from across the family and noticed her.

The Futas cut the ropes tying Santiago to the puppet and continued kicking and beating him on his back and legs. He tried crawling away toward his parents with a bloodied and bruised face and the biggest defiant smile on his face. When the chief saw that Santiago had one white spot left on the back of his shirt, she stopped the beating.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" Her voice echoed like thunder.

On her order, the Futas nodded at her and left the scene casually walking back home. Santiago's bloodied and bruised hands and fingers clawed at the cold blood-stained cobblestone ground beneath him. His ragged breathing blew and whipped up the dust near his lips. His left eye, which could still see, was losing its vision

"I can...finally let you...go. You're f..f...free," Santiago mumbled to himself teary-eyed. In his mind, he was reliving all the beautiful and loving moments he had with his entire family. They were the only thing that brought him strength and kept his spirit going despite looking like one giant open wound.

"I can finally...let you go...Ena. You're free, leave my memory for-"

"ENA HIROSE! Will you step forward and land the final blows so you can stain the last white area on Santiago's shirt with blood! Only then will his punishment be completed!"

Santiago's only good eye shot open as he struggled to look towards the direction of a pair of heels clicking and clacking toward him.

"You fucking bitch! Why the fuck didn't you stay in Toyama!" Hitomi raged at her.

"FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU!!" Hana yelled, joining her mother in her rage. Gael kept her back so she wouldn't get them in further trouble.

Marlon Brando barked like a wild animal at Ena, now genuinely looking like a rabid beast.

Santiago was turned on his back and lifted by his bloodied shirt with two hands by none other than his od flame, Ena Hirose.

For the first time in a long time, the two of them finally stared into each other's eyes. There was only happiness and relief in Santiago's eye and face, but Ena's face told another story. Barely restrained pain and horror clung to her face as she saw his sorry stat

"I'm ready to let you go, Ena..." Santiago spoke softly, coughing up blood.

"Why?...why?" She could only ask him.

"Let me move on with my life so you can move on with yours. Unlike me, who failed to do his duty, you still must do yours. Don't hold back."

As much as she tried and wanted to, she could not keep her tears back.

"All of our memories, our kisses, our 'I love yous' I'm ready to destroy them. Go and do your duty, Ena."

"I still..." Ena pulled herself back from the brink before letting her emotions override the task at hand. "Before I begin, do you have any last things you want to- "

"As I already said before, I'm ready to move on from you, from us. I will never fall in love with another person from the outside world. I will find someone here, settle down and resign myself to my fate of being nothing more than a breeding horse.

"Go on and...ughh...do your du-"

Before he could finish his thoughts, Ena dropped Santiago on his stomach in a fit of anger and rage. She looked around and picked up the broken piece of the tree branch and stripped it until it resembled a whip. Taking hold of his bloodied shirt that clung to him, Ena lifted it and focused on the area of his back not yet bruised, cut, or bleeding. She regripped the tree branch, and wiping away her tears, she brought down the tree branch down on his lower back over and over, whipping him mercilessly.

"AAHHH!! AGHH! HENGH!" Santiago clawed the ground, trying to escape, but his legs were sore and throbbing beyond, and he had no strength to push himself forward.

The horrible sound of flesh smacking and the pained cried for the pain to stop forced Hitomi to try and rush over to her son. She had seen enough. But Gael, the big man he was, held back his wife and daughter and Marlon Brando.

"He's already bleeding; make her stop, chief, MAKE HER STOP!!" Hitomi cried.

The chief was not a close friend of Hitomi, but she did respect the ones who had pull with the elders.

"Ena, that's enough!" she shouted, but Ena would not relent.

"ENA, THAT'S ENOUGH!!" The chief blared angrily.

Marlon Brando seethed with so much rage his collar snapped, and he took off running toward Ena to attack. She saw the giant black dog coming to her and lifted her weapon to hit him, but in a moment of surprising unshaken spirit, Santiago used the last bit of strength he had to lift himself and fall on top of his dog to keep him from attacking Ena. He didn't want to lose his best friend.

Ena dropped the makeshift tree branch whip, turned, and walked, disappearing in the crowd of onlookers. Marlon Brando licked the cuts and wounds on Santiago's arms and back. His entire body trembled with pain.

The same young Futa who cried for him was the first to come to his aid from the crowd. She lifted him gently and placed his head on her lap. His face was a horrible mixture of blood, bruises, and open cuts that seeped with blood. Hitomi and Masako ran over to check on him.

Masako injected him with several combinations of pain killers and something that would constrict his veins so the bleeding everywhere would stop. Gael carried him, and the entire family hurried over to Masako's home, where she had a makeshift hospital room ready for this very moment.

* Masako's Home*

A month passed since Santiago's punishment; in that time, he spent all his time and energy recovering from all his physical injuries. Aside from what everyone who attended the public beating saw, he sustained more than just cosmetic injuries. The Futas broke his bones in his arms and two ribs. His lower jaw was fractured, and he was missing two teeth from having them knocked out. There was internal bleeding in his stomach and his head.

Saving him from his topical injuries wasn't as paramount as the ones beneath his skin, and it wasn't easy either. Masako employed ex-doctor and surgeon friends in secret to help her perform multiple lifesaving surgeries on Santiago.

After recovering from surgery, Santiago was hooked up to life support, IV, and had his legs and arms suspended by metal wires to keep his broken arms and legs straight in casts. His entire family spent time with him on different days, sometimes together and at times in duos or one on one. Marlon Brando was the only family member who stayed by his side the entire time. He refused to leave Santiago's side that he even growled and bared his teeth at the rest of the family, who tried to grab his collar or command him to come home with them.