Founders Ch. 41

41: Saturday, July 18, 1500 hours CST: Man Overboard

At 3 PM, Zach met Charisse and Alexis during their "morning" recreation time. He had put in another hour and a quarter of work after visiting Berte. He met them at their quarters, where they appeared naked at their hatch. They dragged him inside, gently removed his scrubs, and gave him a massage. "We think we should take care of you," Alexis said, digging into his shoulders.

"Yeah," added Charisse, massaging up his right leg and stroking his stiffening cock with oil. "We know we ask more attention from you, so we want to give more back, too. Thank you for your invention, Zach. It's exciting that all of us will be able to carry children on the way to Mars." Charisse continued guiltily, "I'm sorry I shushed you the other time. It was mean. I know your feelings are genuine. I just think you shouldn't go there."

"She's been hurt by men," Alexis interjected.

"And I've hurt men," Charisse confessed, stroking his cock lovingly.

"Please," Zach said, grabbing Charisse's hands. "I can't even hear what you're saying when you're doing that. It sounds important."

"I said I've hurt men," Charisse repeated. "It has been very messy for me to scratch my itch. Best to not get too attached. That's my warning to you. You'll get hurt."

Alexis continued to rub Zach's shoulders from behind as he cuddled Charisse lovingly in his arms. He kissed his forehead to Charisse's and looked into her concerned hazel eyes. "How would you hurt me?"

"I'll spread my legs for the next man on Mars. I'll spread my legs for many men after that, probably as many as I can get." She was defiant, as though she expected him to start an argument.

"Okay," said Zach. "And if you loved me before, would you love me less after you've had them?"

"In my experience, it gets complicated," Charisse argued.

"Life is complicated," Zach rejoined.

"All right you two," Alexis broke in, reaching around and restarting Charisse's dick stroking with her own oily hands. "You're not going to solve the world's problems in a single conversation."

"I just want to say—oh God, please stop for a moment Alexis. Charisse, I'm going to love and help raise our son, or daughter, or maybe one of each? I don't need you to behave in any sort of way. I want you to be you and fulfill you. If that means having every guy you see, including hopefully me, I'll happily always be in that line. I love you. I want to be close to you. I don't think that's going to change."

"I don't doubt you think you mean what you say," Charisse argued. Zach felt Alexis's impatience behind him, wanting to get off the discourse and on to the pussy stretching. Charisse continued, "This is hypothetical for you, purely hypothetical. I've been through it before too many times."

"My love is not hypothetical," said Zach, "And if I hurt, I can take it. You've made your likely path clear. I'm fine with it. You can handle me with ten other women today. I think I'll be able to handle you with ten or twenty or fifty other guys tomorrow."

"But it's different," said Charisse. "They're my friends."

"And those guys will no doubt be my friends. And I'll congratulate them when they get their cherry popped by the mind-blowing Charisse. Watch me and see if I don't. Anyone you want to give the gift of your body to, I want him to have the gift of your body. Then we'll both love you. We'll all love you."

"We'll see," said Charisse, clearly skeptical. She had a point. Zach didn't have the power to decree that human society evolve in the way he wanted it to on Mars. No doubt there would be some snags in leaving Earth's outdated practices behind.

"Please," groaned Alexis, stroking Zach's limp cock up to hardness again. "Please, I need it."

"And I want to give it, darling, kind, patient Alexis. I want to give you everything."

"Don't start with me as well," Alexis groaned.

"Don't worry," said Zach, "I haven't fallen for you yet. But we're buddies, right?"

"Always," smiled Alexis. She rubbed his cock to hardness deliciously. She twisted her hands around it with oily goodness as she stroked. "Always buddies. Always fuck-buddies. With an emphasis on fuck."

"Always, sweetheart," Zach assured Alexis. "If you need filling, I'll do the drilling." Charisse snickered. The subject had been thoroughly changed.

With that, they got down to serious business. Alexis, desperate, climbed on and rode Zach first. Charisse heightened Alexis's pleasure by inserting an L dildo in her own tight twat and excitedly fucking Alexis up the ass with it. This caused Alexis to scream and curse in a series of rolling orgasms. He couldn't stand it anymore and roared, blasted, and filled Alexis's writhing snapping cunt with cum.

Alexis moved over to Zach's face. Charisse sucked him up to hardness and rode him to her own great pleasure. As he jerked and otherwise indicated he was getting close, Charisse stopped. She said, "Do you really want to cum again? We hear you have a big night coming up. Save it for them. I'm satisfied. I'm not even ovulating, and Berte is."

"Are you sure?" Zach asked. Their interaction this time had been so weird. It was another weird twist for Charisse not to want to be creampied.

"Sure I'm sure," answered Charisse. "Get used to it."

And with that, Zach was redressed and summarily booted from their chamber even more confused than he had been. He shrugged and showered off in Head A2.

His next two hours of work gave him plenty of time to suffer about Charisse. He was determined not to. During this time, he was tasked with overhauling Waste Recycling A. The plant accepted a variety of trash and waste from the habitat areas of the ship. The cleaning spiders unloaded any dust or detritus they collected there. So did the air conditioning system. Waste containers located throughout the ship fed their waste there via a pneumatic system. Grey water and sewage from the sinks, showers, laundry, and toilets were pumped there. All this waste could be directed to either waste recycling plant or balanced between the two. At the moment, Waste from the A portion of the ship and the core was directed to Waste Recycling A; waste from the B portion of the ship was directed to Waste Recycling B.

The first stage of the waste recycling plant was a separation system for larger than particle-sized items. This made sure that somebody's class ring or cell phone was rescued before being ground into dust. The system recognized any larger than particle sized object it should be fully recycling. As he expected, Zach found the tray in which sanitized unidentified items were placed was empty.

The system ground everything that wasn't in fine particles into fine particles. This allowed the following stages of the recycling plant to work effectively on the waste. No feeds were automatically expected to completely consist of fine particles. All non-rejected input to the waste system had to go through the grinding mechanism to make sure.

The next several stages of the system consisted of reservoirs filled with bacteria engineered to eat various substances. Before the first reservoir, the sludge was sterilized to kill the existing bacteria. This is because the engineered bacteria would immediately be consumed by ordinary bacteria. The first pool separated out various toxic inorganic substances. This was the only product of the system that was eventually ejected into space; it shouldn't be in the habitat in the first place.

Zach spent some time analyzing this waste. He put a sample into his portable molecular weight analyzer. In here was lead from the astronaut's bodies. This was because of lead tetraethyl and other pollutants of the 20th century. To this day people carried 600 times the toxic load of this heavy metal than people who were alive in the 19th century. This was an expected finding. He found mercury, released into the atmosphere from coal-fired power plants. A few such plants were still in use in 2043. It was madness. There were other metals in smaller quantities such as uranium. Everything looked ordinary in terms of what this critical part of the recycler was turning up.

A vat broke down organic contaminants into matter that could be easily digested or recycled by the rest of the system. Soaps and detergents were dealt with here. Organic contaminants like acrylonitrile, phenol, polyvinyl chloride, and other long chain polymers and plastics were handled. These products were output as pure forms of six different plastics mixed or used in their basic form aboard ship. Organic contaminants that could not be turned into one of the six plastics were dealt with in the next vat. These bacteria specifically broke down the remaining contaminants into methane, carbon dioxide, and nitrogen gasses. These gasses were combined with these products produced in later stages. They could be used to produce other plastics and materials for use aboard the ship.

A vat employed engineered bacteria to sequester the vast majority of the remaining uncontaminated organic matter into standard fertilizer that could be used in the hydroponics bays. This product was sterile and odorless. Organic material rejected by the fertilizer creation process was sequestered in the next stage and output as methane, carbon dioxide, and nitrogen gases.

Silicates and ionic compounds were sequestered out with a combination of chemical treatment and filtration. Here is where silicates, boron compounds, and salt were removed, for example. The final product of the system was pure deionized water. This water was hardened with trace minerals to turn it into the water in general use on the ship. Deionized water could be tapped by the system and from the system as needed.

Zach fully checked out every stage of Waste Recycling A. The deionized water came out of the system at the end at about body temperature. Zach tasted it. It tasted flat, like absolutely pure water should. "Mmm," Zach said, "Love that recycled pee."

At 6 PM, Zach met Colleen in Control A as she handed command over. Alexis looked slutty and curvy as ever in a short black knit dress. She winked at him as she and Colleen went through the formalities. The dress accentuated Alexis's curves, and the circular neckline made him remark on what a long neck she had. She would be fully petite but for that beautiful long neck.

Colleen, whose back was to him, was wearing her form fitting flight suit, which she often did on duty. Her short blonde hair was a bit tousled. Her ass looked delicious from the back in the form-fitting suit. There was a definite thigh gap: absolutely lip smacking. Zach preferred dresses and skirts, but Colleen's tight flight suit and thigh gap, mmm. On Colleen, from the back, the flight suit totally made up for not being a dress. He figured that by now, Colby and Anming had been to see Colleen. She had probably said yes. He was curious to see how she would navigate the probable secret.

Once command had been formally handed over, Alexis said, "And there's Zach. I bet he's here for you."

"Yes, we have a date now," said Colleen, turning partly around and giving Zach a steamy look. He grabbed her up and hugged her, and they kissed, just a smooch for polite company. He carried her over a pace and grabbed up Alexis in his other arm.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Alexis grunted as Zach squeezed her.

"It's so great to see you when we're both awake," Zach said to Colleen.

Alexis asked Colleen in a stage whisper, "Does he fill you up nice and tight?"

"What do you think?" said Colleen shyly. She still wasn't used to being one of the girls, since she had remained aloof as their commanding officer. Zach could tell that she felt a twinge of guilt at the question.

Alexis loved nothing better than causing a disturbance and putting people on the spot. "Well I have experience in the matter myself, but more research is needed. Perhaps I could join you two?"

"Alexis, you just went on duty," said Colleen.

"I can multitask," Alexis assured. "There's plenty of room. We could do it right here. Nobody will come by, probably."

"I can tell we're distracting you," said Colleen diplomatically. "We'll take our leave," she said, tugging on Zach's sleeve.

"You know," continued Alexis, "Zach slunk by here while he was catting around in the middle of the night. I sort of waylaid him, and it was perfectly fine. What we did..." she continued, reaching up her dress and pulling down her panties to her ankles and then kicking them off as she continued to speak, "...is I leaned up against this console here, and flipped up my dress like this, and gave my ass a little shake like this..." Alexis was very seductive.

Colleen seemed distracted by Alexis's tanned, wiggling ass. Zach certainly was. Colleen reached out and gave Alexis's ass an exploratory spank. She turned to him, "You went along with this?"

"Alexis convinced me it was safe," Zach said apologetically.

"Me??" said Alexis, flipping her skirt down and picking up her panties. "I'm simply the latest victim of a patriarchal system. I just bent over and wiggled my ass. I didn't ASK you to fuck me."

"I believe your exact words were, 'Fancy a shag?'" said Zach.

Colleen short-circuited the debate by saying, "Alexis, I have confidence in your ability to... multitask, but it's a bad precedent to set. If everybody is having at it during their duty cycle, well, it adds up to potential disaster." Colleen said to Zach, "You especially have to promise me you won't do this during anyone's duty cycle. Your own duty cycle remains flexible. But you must promise me."

"I promise," said Zach, "That was the first and last time."

"Okay," said Colleen. "So I won't have to bust your balls. Or your ovaries, Alexis." Colleen grabbed Zach by the arm and walked away with him.

"Hey, what's in the bag?" Alexis asked. Zach was carrying a small bag.

"Stuff that drives women wild," said Zach back over his shoulder.

"What, sweet nothings and empty promises?" Alexis rejoined.

"Harsh," said Zach, ushering Colleen into Head A1.

Once inside, Zach asked Colleen, "You brought your vibrator?"

Colleen produced her g-spot vibe. "Even the day shift gets boring sometimes."

Zach sat Colleen down on the toilet seat. "I'm going to prepare stuff, okay? I mean, I'm going to prepare, slave. No orgasming with your vibrator while I'm doing it, or I'll give your butt a harder smack than you gave Alexis." Defiantly, her vibrator clicked on and buzzed, and he saw she was pleasuring her vulva through her flight suit. She gave him a nasty smile and closed her eyes, feeling the sensation. As he worked, he heard some ragged breathing. He looked over in time to see her stand up and wiggle her flight suit and panties down to her knees. She lifted the toilet seat and sat down on the toilet. "Hold your pee, slave, until I say you can," he ordered.

Colleen's beautiful breasts and pink nips looked magnificent in the Martian gravity. "Yes master," she whimpered, and stirred the ample moisture on her vulva around with her buzzing vibe. It seemed she really wanted to play the master and slave game, at least the lighthearted version they'd played before. Perhaps he should ratchet it up a bit? Zach noticed an ample wet spot on her white panties pulled tight between her knees. Her hips bucked from the pleasure of the vibe. This was very distracting, and he stopped his work to watch.

Although her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were raised. Her high forehead furrowed just the tiniest bit as she tensed for orgasm. She caught her breath and her hips shot up off the seat like a rocket. She pumped her hips in the air as her orgasm hit her. The Martian gravity made it seem more energetic and sexy than ever. Both her hands were tightly holding her vibe on her clit. A blush rapidly flushed her face and chest as she arched and bounced with orgasmic excitement in the light gravity.

Colleen pulled off the vibrator and relaxed toffee-like into the curve of the toilet. Zach said, "It's good you got that out of your system. No more orgasming without permission."

"What? No way!" Colleen argued, sitting up straight.

"For that insolence, stand up and bend over," Zach rejoined.

Colleen, stood up and bent over with a nasty smile, and whimpered ironically, "Oh no master, please spare my naughty slutty ass your horrible pun—OW!" she said as Zach clipped a spring-loaded wooden clothes pin onto her left nipple. The spring was gentle, but it was still a hell of a surprise.

"Are you going to behave and ask for permission to orgasm?"

"Yes," agreed Colleen, "Fucking ow!"

"It wouldn't be a serious game if there weren't consequences," Zach smiled. "You will ask for permission by saying, 'Please master may I orgasm?' and the consequence if you don't is to get another clothespin added or yanked. Disobeying means you want to explore nipple abuse more thoroughly, clear?"

Colleen nodded.

"Okay, sit nice and straight on the toilet, spread your legs, and pee for me, slave. Show me your stream," ordered Zach.

Colleen blushed, spread her legs and pushed out her hips. She grimaced. "I've never done this in front of a guy before. Fucking pervert." She wrestled with her shyness at peeing in front of Zach. Her pee started as a gentle tinkle and then rushed out as a wide, healthy, hissing stream. Soon it was all out, down to a few final squirts and drips.

"Good. Stand up. Bend over at the waist. Okay, push that vibe an inch into your pussy. Turn it on." Colleen grunted as the vibrator started up in her. Her legs tensed and her eyes shut. Her eyes opened wide again as Zach inserted the lubricated enema tube into her anus. He unleashed the very warm saline solution into her rectum, squeezing the bag so it filled her rapidly.

Colleen gritted her teeth. "I feel full!" she whimpered. Zach continued to squeeze the bag of warm saline into her. Her legs shook. All that could be heard was the slight buzzing of the vibe buried in her quim. The room smelled mildly of soap, and increasingly, the acidic vitamin smell of her slick feminine lubrication. It slowly drooled out, frothy, around her shakily held vibe. Perhaps it was from the increasing pressure throughout her genitals. She grunted, and croaked, "Please..."

"What was that?" Zach asked. Colleen must be very full of liquid now.

The saucy young blonde squeaked, "Please may I uh?" and orgasmed hard, "Oh God... AHHHH!" Zach immediately put a clothespin on her other nipple as punishment, "WAH!" He kept pushing more saline in. Again she tried, but she was muddled, "Please master may uh?" Then she orgasmed again, "Uh! God! AHHHH!!" There was a bit of string connecting the clothespins. He yanked the string and pulled them both off at once. "FUUUUUCK!" she shouted in the midst of her orgasm, her hips still helplessly pumping.

Zach told Colleen, "Get ready to sit down. Sit down and release," as he pulled out the tube. She released into the toilet. The mild earthy smell of her poop diluted by saline filled the room. The vibrator was held up in one hand, forgotten. As she got down to squirts, she moaned quietly. He stood her up and wiped off her ass with a tissue. "How are your nipples?"

"Fuck, they sting," replied Colleen, "And I need a nap now. See you whenever I'm supposed to see you next, okay?" She pulled up her panties and flight suit as quickly as she had pulled them down.

"But we were just getting started," stammered Zach.

Colleen said, "It's okay, everything is fine between us," answering Zach's unasked question and patting him on the shoulder. She knew him too well. "I promised I would work on a surprise. I'll tell you about it later. Anyway you have something else to do, don't you? Some... body else to do? Your work here is done."

"You're the one I want," Zach argued. If he wasn't mistaken, she sounded jealous. How is that, given she was presumably just invited into his bed? Maybe she refused? His cock was straining in his pants. He was hoping to get Colleen to suck him as he filled her up this next time. Possibly he could cum in her mouth just as she released into the toilet if he timed it right.