Founders Ch. 76

"Let me try to explain it in layman's terms for you," texted Berte.

"Are you aware your tight ass is driving me crazy? I currently have only a handful of functioning brain cells," said Zach.

"Very well. I'm aware that men are inferior multitaskers. Finish up your desert, then," texted Berte. "Leave the custard deep in me, please. Seriously, it's that bad for you? Seems girls have a few more functioning brain cells at the end. I suppose that's for avoiding nine months to eighteen years of lost expectations in the bad old days."

"Oh sweetheart, I love you so," groaned Zach.

"Aww. Likewise, you great big fuckbeast," texted Berte.

"UHHHH!!" cried Zach, locking into her and squirting the custard she'd ordered. "RRRRR!"

"Okay, that was great," texted Berte. "Okay now. Are you ready to listen?"

"Sure, okay," said Zach, down on his elbows and nuzzling her neck. Whenever he was here, this close with Berte, he realized how much he missed her every moment they were apart.

"The unified field model has been a holy grail of physics since Einstein," texted Berte. "I hope you know who he was."

"Yes," said Zach. "Ee equals em cee squared."

"And so much more, Zach," said Berte. "He didn't just describe the relationship between mass and energy. He unlocked how the three spatial dimensions we live in relate directly to time and gravity, among other things."

"But not as smart as Anming," said Zach.

"Who cares?" said Berte. "Science isn't a footrace. But stop changing the subject. Much of the universe is understood in terms of his General Theory of Relativity. This theory depends on gravity having no fine structure. It states, in a nutshell, that gravity is merely a continuous bending of the space-time continuum where the gravitational force we experience is because time slows down the more space bends. Things naturally seek their lowest possible energy state. This is why stuff falls toward the center of a gravity well. This was the model of space time and gravity developed by Einstein and proven countless times since then down to an astounding exactitude."

"I got completely lost there," said Zach. "Please take it from the top."

"Einstein said gravity bends space," said Berte.

"You mean like gravitational lensing?" asked Zach.

"That's an example," said Berte. "Continuously bends it smoothly. No quantization like when you're looking at poor resolution monitor. Infinitely smooth. Got it?"

"Sure, makes sense," said Zach.

"Okay, let's move on," said Berte. "Quantum mechanics says that everything is made up of bits of things, at least when it's observed."

"How about when it's not being observed?" asked Zach.

"Then it's just a probability of something," said Berte.

"Okay," said Zach.

"But everything is made up of bits of things, including mass, the property of matter related to gravity," said Berte.

"Hmm," said Zach. "I see the problem. Things can't both be made up of bits of things and be smooth."

"That's close enough, Zach," said Berte. "That's what Anming is working on sorting out."

"When I have that kind of problem, I just warm it up," said Zach.

"What do you mean?" asked Berte.

"Like butter. It's bits, but then you heat it up, and you can spread it smooth," Zach giggled.

"I will choke-a-bitch!" Berte yelled, chasing him around the dining table to tickle him.

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Around 3:30 PM, when Berte was down for her sleep cycle, Zach awakened from his short corresponding nap. He was always restless during the sleep cycle for several days during the transition from day to graveyard watches. He looked at her beautiful sleeping face, cherubic in its innocence. He got up gently, put on his scrubs, and left her sleeping.

The night shift was off duty and awake at the moment. That meant Charisse, Alexis, and Mateo could probably be found together, as could Ayana and Khushi. Sleeping were Aanya and Ethan, no doubt together, and Colette and probably Aiden. Then there was Michaela down in the bubble on duty working with Anming. Colleen and Colby were also on duty.

He found Charisse, Mateo, and Alexis playing strip blowjob Foosball in Recreation B. They looked well advanced in the game, so he let them be. He called Anming. "How about dinner when you get off work?"

"Certainly, my husband. 6:30 PM in Galley A?" confirmed Anming.

"No, I was thinking more private. Galley B?" asked Zach.

"As you wish. So you have an urge?" asked Anming.

"Yes, a great one for you," said Zach.

"Berte is treating you properly?" asked Anming.

"Very much so, but she needs sleep, and I'm wakeful," said Zach.

"Is she allowing you complete freedom?" asked Anming.

"Yes, absolutely," said Zach assured her.

"How many times have you orgasmed since she took you over at 10 AM?" asked Anming.

"A gentlemen shouldn't say," said Zach.

"I'm responsible for your well-being," insisted Anming.

"Six," said Zach.

"Six? In the last six hours? And you want more?" Anming asked incredulously.

"I want you," Zach said. "I'll be more ready. I'll sleep more before then."

"Michaela is asking... Michaela is now asking if you want the both of us," said Anming.

"Nothing would please me more," said Zach. "But she can't come to Galley B yet. Tell her I will try to come visit her after we've had a chance to catch up."

"Catch up how much?" asked Anming.

"Thoroughly catch up," said Zach.

"Yes, my husband," said Anming. "I will attend you in Galley B at 6:30 PM."

Everyone was busy and his date with Anming was set. He took a cannabis cube, the kind that was high in CBT, and cuddled up with Berte. Those cubes knocked him right out. He was asleep within minutes.

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Aanya's week started with a nice, juicy mock-rape on Monday, Mina 9. He overpowered her in Hydroponics Bay B6. He gagged and blindfolded her before marching her off to a secluded spot in Storage B5. There, he tied her up tightly and cut her clothes off. He used a voice modulator to make his voice sound like not his, a creepy man's. Then he used her repeatedly in all three holes over the course of three hours. Sometimes he paddled her or used a light whip to spoil her orgasms. Sometimes he choked her to enhance their intensity.

When he was done, he was exhausted, and she was one seriously used little fucktoy hanging limply there. He cut her down and carried her to the head for a pee and a shower. She relieved her breast pressure by milking herself in the hot spray. They walked to their quarters where he gave her a massage. By the end she was dead asleep. Throughout, he'd taken great pains not to stress her baby any more than a difficult workout would.

Zach endeavored to continue the week like this. He gave her one passionate lengthy mock-rape a day that was over the top and at a random time. He focused on the aspects she loved. One aspect was the passion and intensity of the sex. Another aspect was the control and removal of her agency. This helped her with the self-blame or guilt from wanting the choking and so forth that she loved. Many sexual things she loved like anal sex were reviled in her home society. Doing these in the mock-rape shielded her from the guilt of the acts somewhat. It was a good thing that her consensual non-consent was easy to forget at an emotional level.

Their other sex, which Zach himself enjoyed more, was also passionate. Aanya served him desert at the table like the other wives. But this was the most outre romantic sex they had. A lot of it was just talking about their future, giving her oral sex, having her missionary style, and other things they both loved. The mock-rapes seemed to settle her really firmly during the rest of their time together.

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Colby's week with Zach started on Monday, Mina 16. A lot of things happened that day. Khushi had irregular labor pains. It could be nothing. She could be nearly in labor. He came by to accost Colby at the end of her watch, and Jason was there joking with her. Zach walked up to Jason and shook his hand. "I relieve you," Zach joked.

"I stand relieved," Jason chuckled.

"Enjoy her," said Jason.

"I will," said Zach. "Very much. I mean, look at how her tits are growing. That belly!"

"I'm not a sex toy!" complained Colby.

"Oh you aren't, are you?" said Zach. "We'll see about that." He chased her in a tickle fight down the corridor. Then his medical alert went off. Khushi had gone into labor for real.

(To be continued)