Founders Ch. 49

"Seems fair," said Michaela.

Zach said, "Colette, darling, get down here on the floor on all fours and masturbate. That's good. Tell me when you can. Bend down and tilt your head up. Good." To Michaela, he asked, holding the bag in place, "How much of a head start should we give her?"

"Enough," said Michaela, squatting on Colette's mouth and unleashing what sounded like a fat torrent. The overflow spilled off one side of Colette's face into the bag.

Michaela was down to squirts but not done. Colette gargled. Zach said, "Climax."

Colette shuddered in obvious orgasm, swallowed the urine in her mouth, and cried, "Oh!" Michaela squirted another shot of urine into the circle of her mouth. Colette drank down Michaela's remaining squirts and dribbles. There was no longer enough left in Michaela's bladder to overflow Colette's mouth.

When she was all dribbled out, Michaela sighed, "Worth it." She touched her phone to Colette's and there was a familiar beep.

"Wow," said Zach. "A few more sessions like this one and she might actually be able to afford to get inseminated tonight."

Michaela didn't want another messy ramming from Zach. She said that moment had passed. Plus, if she did that, he would have Colette clean her off again. She would want more head from Colette, and it had already gotten too expensive. So piss off. Colette had earned $320 from Michaela.

In a pent up mood, he led Colette away to Head B1 nearby. Once there, he bent her over the toilet and fucked her in the ass with great enjoyment. To his surprise, near the end, she said she could. Zach waited until he started ejaculating to cry out, "Climax!" Satisfying. They showered together.

Zach released Colette until 1600 to relax or sleep. He told her she would probably get another break 1900-ish to 2200-ish. After that was their date. They parted.

Zach worked four and a half hours looking for radiation leaks in various parts of the ship. He saw Colby floating around in the core. "Fancy meeting you here," she said.

"Darling, I have a question for you," he said. "What would you think if you saw me leading a naked woman around on a leash?"

"I would think you had a perfectly logical explanation for your behavior. I would feel no need to look into it," Colby said. "I expect it would be for humanitarian purposes."

"And you'd be correct, more or less," said Zach.

"And would this be Colette?" asked Colby.

"Would you want to know?" asked Zach.

"You're right, I don't," said Colby, and they left it at that.

He stopped by Anming's office and had a similar conversation, but more deferential. Anming asserted he had the absolute right to drag any woman who "enjoyed his favor" around naked on a leash if he chose to. If anyone misbehaved, she would "mess up the bitch." He shuddered inwardly, thanked her, and left her to her work on the Unified Field Theory. Maybe her remarks meant she wanted to try this herself? It was a thought. There were safe ways he could do it, like he'd been doing with Colette. Aboard ship might be safe and fun. In front of the breeding bitches might be a good debut. Oh, the harmless embarrassment she'd suffer! On the other hand, maybe it would activate her and be disastrous. He'd have to be gentle.

Zach asked Colleen her policy on leading women around naked on a leash in general. She said that she was okay with it as long as everybody else was okay with it. He assured her that he would confirm they were. He blushingly brought up the prostitution angle with her. She replied that she might if the circumstances were "appropriate." Zach interpreted this to mean if it didn't seem cruel or weird. That would have been his answer, given other circumstances. They were on the same page about a lot of things.

Zach ran across Berte and Aanya playing ping-pong in Recreation A. They thought the idea of leading a naked girl around on a string was funny. They gave him a lot of good-natured crap about it. Berte seemed to give Aanya the confidence to be more assertive. Aanya spoke for both of them, to Berte's great enjoyment. They couldn't be two more different people, but they were developing a profound relationship. He mentioned that he might bring the individual in question to their assignation at 1800. He said there might be an opportunity to buy sexual favors. They laughed at him and hit him with the ping pong ball several times. He said he had to go. He was supposed to be working.

Colette was waiting naked for Zach when he met her as arranged at 1600. She handed him her leash. He called Alexis. "Do you mind if I bring Colette with me this time? She has a problem I think you can help her with."

"Anything for a colleague," said Alexis. Then, excitedly, "Will she be able to participate?"

"Yes, subject to certain restrictions," said Zach.

"See you soon!" said Alexis and hung up.

Zach arrived at their quarters, Colette in tow. Charisse and Alexis were naked and excited to meet Colette under more intimate circumstances. They had all the sex toys they'd brought with them or been able to manufacture on board displayed in a visually pleasing array on the bed. Wow, those black dildos of his approximate size were a hit. There were two such strap-ons here in addition to the three he knew Michaela owned. Or maybe they were shared. No matter.

Zach filled the excited women in on all the rules. He let the three of them kiss to get acquainted. The two of them sized Colette up like a piece of meat. They squeezed her tits, stuck their fingers in her holes, and spanked her ass joyfully. They tried to haggle with him playfully. Maybe they should be considered students. He was firm.

Alexis won the toss of a coin to buy the first sexual favor. She eagerly paid her $20 and opted to go with oral. From the start, she wasn't disappointed. "Get in there, bitch!" Alexis cried, holding Colette firmly by her leash and grinding favorite portions of her vulva and anus. Alexis came explosively soon thereafter.

While Zach took Alexis forcefully in breeding position, Charisse took charge of Colette. Charisse tried the $20 head. He noticed excited scale climbing. While he fucked Alexis, he did his best to taunt Colette that Alexis was about to get her eggs bathed in semen. Colette was too poor to afford insemination. Alexis was matching Charisse orgasm for orgasm. He heard the beeps of Charisse buying the next orgasm. Her squeals and peeps sounded nice and wet. His semen rose quickly. He told Alexis that the next time she climaxed, she would get a baby. She moaned out her next orgasm excitedly. He roared, satisfied, and pumped a respectable load of semen into her. They rested in bliss and watched Charisse enjoy the strap-on fuck she'd bought. After two strap-on orgasms, Charisse was done with Colette and gave her leash back. Charisse remarked how wonderful it had been for the taller woman to dominate her and choke her while fucking her. At 5'9" herself, it was rare for Charisse to find a good female sexual partner taller than her.

Zach pulled out of Alexis and had Colette clean them up. He taunted Colette about the semen that she'd missed. He directed her to only clean Alexis's vulva and to keep Alexis's hips tilted up to aid insemination. It was an opportunity that she, Colette, might never have. Just like with Michaela, by the time Colette was done, Alexis wanted more head. He did too, but he wanted to support Colette in getting her money even more. Alexis bought two more oral orgasms. Zach had to take a turn. The three women chatted and laughed while he fucked Colette slowly and deliciously in the ass. Near the end, Colette got serious again. He gave her permission. Colette shared her amazement with the other women. Alexis shared that she had recently climaxed anally without any other stimulation for the first time with Zach. They agreed that Zach had special qualities. The two women agreed to help Colette earn her money for the week.

Zach and Colette went to Head B1 to shower. She had earned an additional $640 for a total of $960. He was proud of her. On the way out of the head, they had a fortuitous encounter. "Hey, Ayana," he said.

"Hey," said Ayana warily, seeing Colette naked on the end of a leash behind him.

"Would you mind if I walked around with Colette naked on a leash like this?" Zach asked.

"Is this what you want?" Ayana asked Colette directly and incredulously.

"It's the instruction of my husband, and therefore my fondest wish," answered Colette.

"Not my idea," said Zach apologetically.

"So you're into this kind of thing?" Ayana asked Colette.

"Yes," said Colette simply, not wanting to explain more than was necessary.

"Well, you are pleasing to look upon," said Ayana directly to Colette and ignoring Zach. He didn't mind. If the situation was reversed, he might very well be suspicious himself and wonder whether everyone was doing okay. Ayana spoke to him, "To answer your question, I don't mind if she wanders around naked as much as she wants. If you don't mind, please wear clothes yourself."

"No problem, will do," said Zach. "Look, there's something else you could help Colette out with. Isn't that right, Colette? I'm going to take off her collar, and hand over her phone, there you are. Colette, why don't you take Ayana aside, say into this handy restroom here? Explain the game you and your husband are playing. Maybe Ayana would be willing to help? I'll just sit here in Recreation B and play solitaire on my phone until you return, okay?"

Ayana's eyebrows raised, but she allowed Colette to drag her into the head and shut the hatch. Zach sat down in the recreation area and whistled a happy tune. The minutes rolled by, and he became almost certain the dollars were rolling in. Half an hour later, he became concerned they would be late visiting Michaela and company. Colette appeared naked, breathless, and smiling. Ayana had apparently scooted off in the opposite direction. "You were exactly right, Zach," Colette said. "Once I got her alone, she was putty in my hands." Colette had made an additional $120 for a total of $1,080.

"You've done amazingly well," said Zach, putting the leash into her hands. "Please go ahead and relax. I'll see you at 2200 at your place." They parted ways.

Zach got to Michaela, Aanya, and Berte's place and peeked in. This time, instead of a loud, screaming, orgiastic mess, he saw dim light and three peacefully sleeping women. Michaela was curled up in one corner against the wall in her standard "piss off" sleeping and napping position. In the middle of the bed, Aanya and Berte were cuddled up together. All they were wearing were their plastic chokers. Berte was spooned against Aanya's backside gently snoring, cupping one of Aanya's splendid bubble breasts. Berte had such a happy smile, even in sleep. These two wives of his were a real item. It was so cute. Berte's pale skin on Aanya's bronze skin looked amazing.

Zach crawled over and gave Aanya a gentle kiss on the cheek. She roused, saw it was him, and muttered softly and cryptically, "Wait, it's growing back. Red. Need sleep."

As soon as Aanya roused, Berte's eyes popped open. "Me too," she said simply and shut her eyes. Zach gently climbed off the bed and climbed back on to give Michaela a gentle nudge. Before he could touch her, she muttered, "Piss off." And that was that. He gently slid off the bed, crept out of their quarters, and quietly closed the hatch. Their exhaustion was understandable. They had been at a fever pitch the previous night. It was the first night the three of them had spent together. He expected, given how wild they'd been, that they'd kept each other up long after he'd left.

Zach was horny from imagining the nasty things Ayana and Colette had done, but not overly so. He felt like cuddling from visiting his three sleeping princesses, but not desperately so. It felt good how it had turned out with the three. He rightfully should get really pent up for Colette. He wanted to give her some well-earned nice big loads. She had literally earned them.

It struck Zach that he could now complete his workday by 9 PM. He texted Colette, "Meet at 2100 for massage and prep?"

Colette texted, "?"

Zach was being an idiot. He shouldn't ask Colette. It was his job to tell her. He texted her, "I've changed my plans. Be in your quarters at 9 PM. You will be sitting naked on the bed wearing the leash. Your legs will be spread and your vulva held open. Don't put anything on your vulva. I want to smell and taste your natural scent." Was he getting better at getting exactly his hearts desire out of her? He set his phone for 2055 to make sure he arrived at Colette's at 2100 on the dot. He imagined that holding one's vulva open as the minutes ticked by was an unpleasant and desiccating experience. He wanted to set a mood, not torture her.

Over the next three hours, Zach completed his day. A healthy fusion bottle gave off small amounts of beta radiation in a couple of different ways. Beta radiation was made of electrons. These were harmless at the slow speeds they occasionally escaped from a healthy fusion bottle. The other way that fusion bottles could give off beta radiation was a bit more dangerous. If the mixture was wrong, free neutrons could be produced in significant numbers. If neutrons were produced, the magnetic bottle wouldn't hold them. Magnetic fields can only trap charged particles. The neutrons themselves were dangerous to nearby people and objects. Traveling so slowly, they were absorbed before they could get very far. Hitting air molecules, they combined with Nitrogen to form Nitrogen 16 and and Oxygen to form Oxygen 17.

These were the isotopes Zach was checking for. Nitrogen 16 is an unstable isotope that decays in seven seconds and emits an electron, more harmless radiation. Oxygen 17 and even Oxygen 18 are stable isotopes that occur naturally in small amounts and are harmless. The main reason to look for stray neutrons was that they could damage the metal and other materials comprising the fusion bottle. This would cause further loss of containment or even catastrophic failure, which would be bad. Protons flying everywhere, even at slow speeds, were highly dangerous. They exploded when exposed to Oxygen, just for starters. This explosion produced flaming hot acidic steam. Not friendly.

Happy fusion bottles were good. Leaky fusion bottles were troubling. Loss of containment was deadly. The fusion bottle room was designed to contain the explosion, but the bottle itself would be destroyed. Since the bottle powered the spacecraft, it was mere hours until the crew froze and suffocated. The dry run vehicle had only one fusion bottle. In the unlikely event it blew, the crew would escape onto the excursion vehicle and return to Earth early. On the interplanetary vehicle traveling between the Earth and Mars, both fusion bottles had been installed. If one failed, they would limp along with just the other. If both failed, the crew was dead unless the failure happened very close to either Earth or Mars.

Never fear. Fusion bottles carefully watched and regularly overhauled could operate indefinitely without incident. They were the safest power source ever devised. It was the testing and other procedures followed in their operation that made them so. Zach was playing his part in this.

Zach opened Colette's hatch at 9 PM on the dot. She greeted him with a big smile. "Welcome! Here's my bare vulva for your enjoyment. I got moist with anticipation."

Zach enthusiastically dived in with his face and took some nice whiffs. He spent a few minutes savoring every corner of Colette's vulva with his tongue and lips. From her breathing and movements, this was pleasurable to her. "Please give me your bullet vibe," he ordered. He spread some lube on the bullet to ensure comfort. He slid it gingerly into place as she thrilled at his touch. He activated it on the low setting with his phone. She bucked at the feel of it starting up in her and then smiled at him. He had not had many opportunities to touch and play with her vulva. He wanted more. He stroked a lubed finger around on her vulva. He traced her clitoral hood. He enjoyed its gentle slope and her responsiveness as he gently and lubriciously stroked it. He gently tugged and massaged her labia. He circled and felt the little divot of her urethra. She looked at his face as he carefully examined her. She sighed raggedly.

"You're a happy camper tonight," observed Zach.

"You look like you're having such fun. It thrills me to see that," said Colette. "I'm ecstatic at the transformation from the tense relationship we had. I'm looking forward to getting bred by you later tonight. More than even that, I'm looking forward to conversing with you. My husband indulged me to require you to settle down and get a massage from me. I'm going to enjoy giving you that different kind of touching."

"Well, I'd better lay down," Zach smiled. Colette spread massage oil on him. It felt wonderful. She asked him about his life. He spoke of his childhood. He'd grown up in a suburb of Santa Fe, New Mexico. His mother had been a nurse, his father an archaeology professor. He remembered his older sisters as always being away. They were five and nine years older than him. His parents were fond of road trips. They would often take one of their three children with them. He grew up at several neighbors houses as much as his own. Their parents' circle of friends were supportive of each other in this way.

Colette's parents' families had been wealthy. Behind the scenes, her father was a violent drunk, and her mother enabled him. She may have gained her distrust of artifice in relationships from this, but perhaps not. She was sent away to boarding school at an early age and for many years. These all-girl schools were exclusive and private, with age-old traditions. The students were objects, being trained as marriage chattel for the upper class in the old tradition.

Zach observed, "Well, my childhood was boring and lonely compared to yours."

"That's interesting," said Colette. "My childhood sounds boring and lonely compared to yours."

As Colette was resting there, Zach's alarm went off. He turned the tables, pinned her, and pushed his penis into her slick, excited vagina. Bzzz! He ran into the bullet vibe. It tickled! He jumped. They burst out laughing. Still laughing, he shut off the vibrator with his phone and gently removed it. She cleaned it off with her mouth and set it aside. In his excitement, he had also forgotten to set up his phone to make a video for X. He found a good spot for his phone and started videoing.

Their conjunction was a joyous one. Zach felt extremely close to Colette. Her massage, though only sensual, had enervated him. He only lasted a few minutes the first time. He badly wanted to squeeze a big load into her. His body worked with him, it seemed, and focusing, he ejaculated three big squirts deep into her. They were so big they overflowed and squished out around his penis. Win! He held her in breeding position for a few minutes. He held her hips raised, staying in her, giving his sperm the best environment. His extra cum dribbled and dripped slowly down her back and onto the bed.

Zach remembered. "Damn!" he said, "I can't have another orgasm in you unless I don't pull out. I really want you again. I have to have you again." He moved in Colette a second time. Frothy rivulets squished out of her onto the bed. It didn't damp their spirits in the least. He was embarrassed until he remembered how excited she'd gotten over washing her classmates underthings. Surely she would enjoy washing the sheets she'd been bred on. Maybe he should even try to get them messier. Inevitably he did, many Colette orgasms later. He cried out almost painfully at the end. He felt his heart and soul shoot into her. For a moment, he felt perfect. As he held her in breeding position, he joked to her, "Do you feel you got your money's worth?"