'Pixie' Pt. 02

"Ani, is it okay to ask what happened?" she spoke to her mother who thought for a moment before replying.

"She say that I should know what happened and not mind that you know too as you are almost family now" she smiled and I was pleased that I had been accepted.

Actually it was Amelia who explained as her English was better,

"You know what our father was like?" she asked and I nodded sadly, so she continued. "He a hard man, he make all decisions, we do as told or get punished, we all help Ania to escape to England and were punished but Katarina and me study for good jobs, to bring in money and Mama do everything at home."

He go hunting for boar with friend, he see big boar and shoot but another hunter shoot at same boar but only hit..." and she held up her finger and thumb an inch apart.

"He winged it, wounded it" I offered.

"Yes, wounded it and bullet go through boar and hit father in head, he kneel down to shoot. Other hunter run away but friend see father dead, no use phone so walk to village and call police. Police believe friend when they find pig blood DNA in wound."

"Did they find the other hunter?" I asked.

"No... We glad he dead but we not know what to do now, garage closed, no money to pay workers, only money from selling pig meat and Wodka, not enough for us to live and for my sister and me to go to college or drive car" and she started crying.

Katarina leaned towards her and hugged her, tears falling from her eyes as well and Ania walked around the table and hugged them both. Nadia sat in her chair with her head bowed and I realised that as head of the family now, she should provide for them now.

On impulse I got up and walked to behind her chair and put my arms around her for moral support, she jumped for a second then brought her arms up, crossed and her hands gripped my arms, then she too cried. It was a minute or two before I noticed that the girls had stopped crying and were watching us and were smiling but I had no idea why.

Eventually Nadia stopped crying too, she tipped her head back and looked at me upside-down and smiled. I started to remove my arms but she held them tight, then lifted one hand and kissed it and let it go, then did the same to the other one. I felt that something significant had just happened but didn't know what so I returned to my chair.

I wondered what had happened since he died, there must have been bank accounts, surely there must have been some money in them and after all he owned a service and repair station.

"Nadia, I don't mean to intrude but was the garage doing well?"

"Yes, it only one in ten kilometres, he mend their cars and farm machinery too, he have two mechanics work for him, father and son, work there many years, why you ask Jamie?"

"Is there another bank account that he transferred money into, it seems strange that there was so little?"

"I not know, he did all of that" she replied, "I take death certificate and books to bank and they give me new accounts but there not much money, have to close garage."

"Did he give you money to run the house and farm?"

"He give me money from selling wodka and I sell smoked pig meat, he pay for girl's to go college" she answered.

"Did he have an office here, a room where he went to be alone, where none of you were allowed to go?"

"Yes, in building where wodka machine is, he not show me how to make wodka. I see locked door, ask about it, he get angry, hit me, tell me never go in, tell girls never go in, again I ask why Jamie."

"Okay Nadia, it will be easier if I explain to Ania and she tell you" and she nodded and I turned to explain my thoughts to Ania.

"I think that the locked room is what in England we call a 'Den' and in America they call a 'Man Cave', it is or was his private place, where he went to be alone and maybe where he kept his secrets. I suggest that if you cannot find the key then we could cut the lock off and search it because I think there will be the details of another bank account that he regularly transferred money into for whatever reason."

She translated my thoughts into Polish and it was like a light coming on to see their faces.

"It has been a month since he died, why haven't any of you opened it to see what is in there?" I asked.

They looked at each other with raised eyebrows and then laughed and talked to each other, basically calling each other idiots because he could no longer hurt them. I thought it went much deeper than that, they were to conditioned not to go against his orders so they had blocked the thought of it being there out of their minds and were now embarrassed.

The police had returned everything that he had with him on his hunting trip, including his clothes, his hunting rifle and his keys. Nadia went to her old bedroom and came back with a bunch of keys on a chain with maybe a dozen on it and gave them to me (she could not unlock the door due to her conditioning again).

We walked to the outbuilding and she pointed to the key for the room with the Still, I unlocked it and went inside. She turned on the light and I saw the device for turning potatoes into vodka under a big clear plastic bag to keep the dust off. There was a big table and a variety of utensils, two gas cylinders for the burner and lots of copper pipework and many bottles, mostly empty but a whole rack of full ones.

There were no windows in there but the overhead light was sufficient to see the door at the far end with a large padlock securing it. I searched through the bunch of keys and found the right one and guessing that Nadia would not open it, I unlocked it and pushed the door open and turned on the light.

What I saw was nothing special, a large wooden desk with a computer keyboard, a flat screen monitor and a DVD player on it, the desktop computer was under the desk. Also in the room was a black leather swivel office chair, a filing cabinet, some shelves, a standing fan and a heater, there were bottles of whisky, brandy and one of his own brewed vodka on the desk, with a large upturned glass as well.

I walked in and was followed by the women who stared around in silence, I turned on the computer and while it was warming up, I searched for the key to the locked filing cabinet. Amelia went through the few files on the computer and found the garage's accounting spreadsheets and the family bank account and was studying the figures.

There was another file but it wouldn't open as it was password protected, hopefully the password would be in the filing cabinet. I opened it and looked in the top drawer of four, there were a few drop files with bills and statements but nothing else. The second had only one file, this had another bank account with the details and what looked like a password.

The third had no files, just his stock of cigars, however the last one revealed some DVDs. Nadia was looking over my shoulder as I was knelt on the floor and gasped. We saw the names of her and her daughters on the labels, she quickly closed the drawer and spoke to her daughters, saying basically that we would sort it all out and that they should go and do their homework for college.

They did not want to go but did as they were told, leaving the two of us alone, I also saw what I thought was a battery operated headlight which turned out to be a headcam.

"Can I trust you to keep secret from Ania and others, Jamie?" she asked looking very serious.

"If this is something that will hurt them, then yes I will keep the secret but what...?" she shushed me and went to check that they had really gone back to the house.

Meanwhile I sat in the chair and checked the three drawers on the left hand side, the top one surprised me as it contained a hand gun and two boxes of ammunition, the second had some cigars, matches and a couple of Russian porno magazines showing teen girls having sex with well-endowed men.

The bottom drawer had a lot of car and farming mechanics magazines but that was all. When Nadia returned and closed the door, she opened the filing cabinet drawer and took out about eight disk cases, two with each of their names on them, put them on the desk and looked at me again.

"Ania tell you what he did to us?"

"Yes she did" I said angrily.

"I think he make movies, maybe with hidden camera, we look, we destroy, we not tell them, okay Jamie?" I nodded agreement and waited.

She opened one with her name and put it in the DVD player, what came up on the screen was a view of their bedroom, then her, naked and him.

What followed was not nice to watch but he was rough with her, it cut to another time and was similar, I got the idea and ejected the disk. Amelia was next this was different, she was on the bed, face down and naked with a blindfold. He obviously was wearing a headcam to make the film.

The next was Katarina, on her back, with the same blindfold and finally Ania, all were treated the same, each giving him oral and then he had anal sex with them.

We were both shocked and she was crying silently, I swung the chair around and pulled her gently onto my lap and hugged her while she cried on my shoulder. Maybe five minutes later she looked at me and simply asked,

"Secret?"

"Secret!" I replied, and suddenly she kissed me on the lips. There was no escape so I just sat and enjoyed it and of course the beast arose and she felt it and was surprised and then laughed, kissed me once more then stood up. She fetched the metal waste-bin and dropped each disk and its case in the bin, poured some of the vodka over it and threw in a lit match.

The alcohol content must have been pretty high as blue flames erupted as the booze caught alight but once the disks and case started to burn then the smoke started. I picked up the bin and reversed out of the room and the next one and put it down outside to burn itself out.

We stood and watched it turn into a blackened sticky mess and finally it extinguished itself. We went back inside, there was a smell of burning plastic but it wasn't too strong but it would be safer to leave a while longer so we went out again. I tipped the bin upside down and banged it on the ground and a single lump of burnt plastic fell out. Nadia picked it up and carried it to where they stored their rubbish and left it there.

This time when we returned to the room it was clear, I showed her what I'd found in the drawers, she wasn't surprised at the gun and picked it up and inspected at it. She checked the safety was on and slipped out the ammunition clip with practised ease, checked it was full and replaced it.

She saw that I was sitting with my mouth open and laughed.

"My father taught brother and me how to use guns, he had rifle and two hand guns, now I have one for protection when you go home" she explained, still grinning.

I took the file from drawer three and tried what he had scribbled there but it didn't work so I passed it to Nadia and she tried and it opened (it must have been due to my poor Polish), inside there was another spreadsheet, she opened that and cried out something in Polish that I didn't understand.

What I saw was similar to the others accounts but this one just had money paid in, in regular monthly amounts, for at least fifteen years. Around three hundred and fifty Zloty at a time (at five Zloty to the pound, I worked out that the total was over fifty thousand pounds, a fortune here, no wonder she swore).

I wondered what he was saving for, it certainly wasn't for his family but whatever it was, it was no use to him now and they would reap the benefits. Hopefully they would consider it some recompense for the treatment they had suffered over the years.

"What I do with all that money Jamie?" she said looking a little shaky so I let her sit in the chair.

"College for three girls and re-open the garage because this must be where all the money came from. Maybe give them a pay rise and perhaps take on an apprentice to help with the workload. You could trade in the Mercedes and buy three smaller cars so that you can all drive." I exclaimed.

She stood up and pulled me down to her height and kissed me again.

"You come, we tell girls!" and she waited while I shut down the computer and locked up the room and the building and gave her the keys.

She took my hand and almost dragged me over to the house, she stood at the bottom of the stairs and shouted for them to come downstairs. She explained to them in rapid Polish and I gathered enough from that to believe she gave me all the credit for finding their fortune.

All three girls grabbed me and took turns in hugging and kissing me and I wasn't going to complain. They didn't even think it strange that their mother was standing there with a gun and two boxes of ammunition in her hands. Nadia called the mechanic at home and told him that the garage would be opening on Monday and she would be coming to see him as there would be funds to pay his and his son's wages.

She called the bank and made an appointment to see them about this secret account, meanwhile I was asked about what I had found and how I had opened the protected file. The awkward question was what we had burned in the waste bin and Nadia was looking at me and shaking her head.

I nodded briefly but had to tell them something feasible so they would never ask again.

"It was something that pretty young ladies should not be exposed to" I said, smiling but not expecting them to be satisfied with that and I was right.

"But what was it Jamie?" Ania asked this time.

"If you must know it was child porn!" I lied.

They looked at each other, knowing their history although he didn't do anything to them until they were of legal age.

"Girls or boys?" Katarina asked.

"Both!" I lied again and glanced at Nadia who nodded briefly.

"And you burnt it all" Amelia asked.

"All of it!" I answered truthfully and that was that.

Dinner was roast pork (their own of course) with vegetables and tasted excellent, we all helped with the dishes even though I was told that I was a guest so didn't have to.

After that we sat in their living room in front of the big open fire, Nadia offered us all drinks.

"You try our wodka, Jamie?"

"I'll try it but I don't drink spirits very often."

"It very strong" Ania warned me.

Nadia gave me a glass with about an inch of their home brew, I sniffed it and it smelled like the vodka from home. I took a sip and my mouth exploded, then my tongue went numb and it burned down my gullet.

"FUUUUU..." was all I could manage then just coughed.

Ania gave me some fruit juice and I swirled it around my mouth, she took the glass and poured about three inches of the juice on top of the spirit but did not give it back until I had recovered. My tongue started to move and I tried to talk but it was another minute before I had control of it.

"That was very nice" I said surprising them, "It would make good rocket fuel."

There was a pause and then they laughed, Ania gave me the juiced drink and I tried it again and it was far more palatable now.

"How strong is that Ania?"

"Normal wodka is forty percent, premium is fifty-seven; this about eighty percent."

"Like I said, rocket fuel" I replied, grinning.

Nadia had a similar drink to me and just sipped it, the girls had what I thought was red wine but turned out to be a cherry liqueur. I tried a sip of Ania's and found it to be very nice.

"You can buy this in Polish shops in UK" she said, and I decided to get some when we returned home, my mother would love this.

Amelia and Katarina had a couple more generous drinks, Ania only had one more while Nadia and I just had the one. When it was time to go to bed we all stood, Nadia came and hugged and kissed Ania and then me, thanking me again for my help.

Amelia was a little wobbly from the drinks and kissed me thoroughly, holding me tightly and obviously felt my stiff cock against her belly. She gave it a squeeze and gasped, looking at me and then at Ania who was grinning like an idiot.

Katarina pulled her out of the way for her kiss and grope, she too gasped in surprise and hugged me tighter until Ania pulled her away. We followed the two half pissed sisters to the bathroom, they came out and we went in, when we emerged they were giggling with their mother at the foot of the stairs.

They saw us coming and started up the stairs wiggling their asses all the way and I couldn't help but admire them. At the top we went to our separate rooms and Ania was in my arms and then squeezed my hard cock.

"You like sister's asses?" she asked, giggling.

"Yes but not just their asses, they are nice girls and so is your Mum."

We got into bed and lay cuddling, then Ania sat up and looked at me seriously.

"Jamie I..." she said quietly but blushing deeply, which confused me.

"You know how Mama was treated by father, like slave, he treat sisters like prostitutes but they not allowed to have boyfriends, had to stay virgins for marriage. They only have bad experience with him, I lucky, I escape and find you, you teach me love, how to love and be loved by you."

I waited for something revealing about their past but what she said next stunned me.

"I want you... to teach them like you teach me..."

WOW! They were happy with me for bringing their sister home to them and some kissing and groping was all a bit of fun but teaching them what sexual and emotional love should be like between two people? Was I capable of doing that? I did it with Ania but in this case, it would be between me and three women, one of whom was almost old enough to be my mother.

"And you are happy to have me make love to all three of them?"

"Yes Jamie, they family, you family, we all love... maybe not fix years of pain and abuse but I sure it help them."

"Let me think about it tonight Ani, the polygamous man in me would love to have sex with three other women but the civilised man in me, who is engaged to a lovely girl, thinks that it is wrong and a betrayal to her."

"Maybe if I help you with each one, girls would agree, Mama maybe not, I ask. If they say yes and I say yes, then maybe you say yes too?"

"Let me think about it, it's been a long and exciting day, let's sleep on it and decide in the morning Ani, okay?"

"Okay Jamie, you think and make best choice for all of us" and she kissed me, turned her back and was asleep in a few minutes, while I lay staring at the ceiling, looking at her proposal from all angles for almost an hour but in the end I made a choice.

Chapter 11.

The following morning after breakfast, while the girls were busy, Nadia asked me to help with her former bedroom. I followed her up the stairs and into the master bedroom, I couldn't help but watch her ass move in her jeans. The room had been shut for a month, it smelled stale and of old cigars as he obviously smoked them in bed.

She turned to me and asked,

"You find camera please, I not know what it like?"

I reviewed the film footage of them in my mind and decided which wall it was located. It wasn't obvious but there was a large painting in the middle of the wall and some smaller ones around it. I looked closely at the large one and then eased it away from the wall to look behind it, I saw a small black box taped to the corner of the frame.

I guessed that it was movement sensitive and would record onto a micro USB or TIF card, I unstuck it and the battery pack and let the painting go back. I gave it to her and she dropped it on the floor and crushed it with her shoe then picked up the pieces, thanked me and took them downstairs and dropped them into the rubbish after ripping the battery pack off.

Later I had a thought and rescued the remains of the camera and took out the memory card in case there was still something still on it. I didn't know if there were scavengers who went through the rubbish at the dump for useful things and didn't want strangers making trouble.