PtB Ch. 01 - Imbalance

Oh no.

This felt way too good! Was he losing control? Looking back again, he could see himself continuing to float upward towards the tip of his penis. And now the image of the Reverend Mother appeared in front of him, scandalously clad, just like he had seen her before. Her stern look gave way to an annoyed eye-roll. With a sigh, her robe flew open, revealing everything. And there they were, those luscious, ample breasts, that he couldn't help but stare at before. They were sitting atop a slender waist and further below... Ohhh, what a lovely, lavish bush! Only slightly trimmed and the same shining white as the hair on her head. She was giving him an understanding smile now and spreading her legs for him. Maybe this Bene Gesserit is a really nice person after all?

"You're so naughty, whatever am I going to do with you?", she said in a rather motherly tone.

Mhhhh, motherly...

"Paul, what are you doing? Are you about to soil your pants?"

That was definitely his mother's voice now. And she too appeared in front of his mind's eye, stark naked and her boobs gently swaying, arms outstretched for a hug.

"Yes, I'm coming, mother..."

"Paul!"

That voice came from the outside! What was he doing here again?

The tingling increased and was almost unbearable. Now he remembered. Abort! Abort! Don't ejaculate!

Jessica had observed her son closely the whole time and could sense, what was about to happen. With lightning reflexes and uncanny speed, she rushed toward Paul, undid his belt-buckle and pulled down his pants in one swift motion. As soon as she had done that, a geyser of cum spewed forth and landed on her face and cleavage. Paul let himself fall to the floor from the exertion.

Jessica knelt there for a second, dumbfounded. What a load! Her son had truly been bred for virility. Then she immediately forced herself to her senses again and assessed the damage. Thank God, it all landed on bare skin! Both her dress and her son's uniform remained unsoiled. There would have been no opportunity for a change of clothes at this point.

"Kull Wahad! Paul, you need more training!"

Seeing the state his mother was in, Paul was mortified. Did this really just happen? Did he really just cover his mother in this much cum? This was more lewd than any of his dirty dreams.

"Uhm, I... I didn't mean to..."

"Don't blame yourself. I should not have delayed your sexual training for so long. Help me clean up."

Paul hurried and opened a wall-panel, exposing a hygiene unit, including a wet towel dispenser. Jessica, meanwhile, was in trouble yet again, as the cum on her cleavage threatened to run down into her dress. So she quickly freed her breasts to prevent that from happening. This was clearly not the time for modesty! The semen was harmlessly dripping onto the floor now, and not a small amount.

Paul returned with the towels and almost went cross-eyed. What a sight to behold... he would never get tired of seeing his mother's breasts in their full glory. And now covered in cum, his own! This was too much. I will never get rid of this boner!

"Thank you.", Jessica said, as she took a towel.

"Mother, I don't know what to say. I am so sorry."

"Say nothing. Concentrate on the task at hand. We will discuss this later."

"You won't tell father about this, will you?"

"No, he wouldn't understand. Now stop thinking about what's going to happen. You must have your wits about you, when you face the Reverend Mother. Right now, I want you to keep your mind on what's right in front of you."

"Yyyyyyes..."

Right now, his mom's awesome exposed breasts were in front of him. Surely that's not what she meant.

"What, are you erect again?"

"I don't think it went down to begin with."

"Fine. Let me think... Is this normal for you? Is your member always this... defiant?"

"No, not usually."

"Paul, you cannot be this infatuated with the Reverend Mother. And you should be used to seeing my breasts. I really should have prepared you better."

"Uhm..."

She gave off an exasperated sigh and stuffed her breasts back into her dress.

"Just take care of it how you normally would. Sometimes, the mundane solution works the best."

"You mean, jerk off? Right here?"

"Yes. I will stand guard at the door."

Any other day, Paul would have protested this violation of his privacy. But not today. He didn't even know how he felt about this. But his penis knew. Jerking off with parental permission was a new and exciting experience. Well then, no time to waste! He turned around and started pumping his shaft at a fast pace, while standing in the middle of the room. What a strange sensation. Paul had always jerked off in his bed or in the bath, but never exposed like this. It felt good. Freeing somehow. Like he was shedding some sort of mental burden. He wasn't even thinking of anything in particular. Just looking out the windows and enjoying the feeling. He could get used to this. Yes, why hide your normal bodily functions anyway?

Then Paul turned around again, facing his mother. She had her back turned to him and was making sure, that the cable car didn't stop. His rubbing slowed down, as he took in the sight of his mother's backside. He had seen her from this angle plenty of times. But right now was different. He continued pumping at a leisurely speed. Why not? He had thought of his mom many times before while masturbating. Is it really any more wrong, when she is standing right there?

Jessica, meanwhile, knew exactly what her son was doing. She could hear from the way, that the squelching noise was echoing in the room, that Paul was looking at her. So this is how things are.

"Well, I suppose this is only natural, isn't it?", she said out loud, then spun around.

"What?"

Paul had been caught. His mother was now walking towards him.

"Are you having fun?"

"I wasn't specifically looking at you, mother."

"Oh shush. I know what I look like and I know what kind of situation I have put you in. I don't mind you enjoying yourself, but... Don't forget the urgency of the situation. No, don't stop. Continue masturbating."

"Mother, this is... a little uncomfortable."

She hesitated a bit.

"Paul... let's not kid ourselves. This body of mine turns you on. It's no surprise to me. I'm sure you're feeling awful about it.

"Well..."

"You have grown into a man and are susceptible to this kind of thing. And I haven't exactly been modest around you. So sometimes you stare a little bit. That's normal. But I know, that I have raised you well. You know about boundaries and you will grow out of this. Right?"

"..."

"The point is, I don't judge you. Not the least bit. Our natural urges are what they are."

Jessica nestled up to him and leaned her head against his, to comfort him. Paul reciprocated the embrace. His penis was harder than ever. Usually he would feel ashamed right now. But he didn't. Was it because of his mother's reassurance? Something about this situation felt deeply erotic. Was it only in his head? He couldn't help but stare down her cleavage. Jessica sighed and once again pulled out her boobs.

"Go ahead. Get it out of your system."

"What? Mother..."

"I don't want your mind to be burdened by any of this. Not now, not later. But especially not now. So get over yourself. Just do it. I allow it."

One of her hands caressed the back of Paul's neck, the other grasped his stiff and pulsating manhood. Paul couldn't believe it.

"You have my permission to enjoy this moment. We will deal with the consequences at the appropriate time. Don't even think about that now. Just... get it all out. Cum for me!"

And with that she started jerking. Slowly and with finesse. Paul was blown away by this development. He hastily reached for her breasts. He was feeling and handling them with great enthusiasm, but was doing it clumsily. Jessica didn't mind at all. Paul's penis felt good in her hand. She also enjoyed this moment of intimacy. Paul's soft, whimpering moans were warming her heart. She would have liked this to continue for much longer. But Paul didn't last long. After less than a minute, he erupted again. Another substantial load. Jessica couldn't help but be pleased.

He staggered backwards and limply fell into a chair. He felt nothing but pure bliss. No apprehension, no worry.

"I hope you will understand someday, why I had to do this."

"I don't understand anything, but I feel great. That was..."

"I know."

"Thanks, mother."

"Come on now. Pull up your pants. Let's get going."

After a short walk, they came upon a small vessel bearing Bene Gesserit markings. The boarding ramp was left open, so they went inside. There was no crew. It seemed, that the Reverend Mother really valued her privacy. A door slid open, beckoning them inside.

"I don't know, mother. This goes against everything I've ever been taught. Do you really trust her that much?"

Jessica simply walked ahead and Paul, not wanting to disappoint her, followed. And there she was, the supposedly old woman. Sitting comfortably in a tall armchair right in the center of an otherwise completely empty room. She was still wearing that almost open robe. Paul could see half a nipple. But he managed to not let it distract him.

"Welcome.", she said coldly. She silently stared into Paul's eyes. I don't like him. He's trouble. I hate to admit it, but that damned Guild might be right for once. He could upset the balance. Maybe I should just get rid of him.

He was about to greet her, but reconsidered. It felt inapproriate for him to speak at this moment. He bowed down, but only so far, that he didn't break eye contact. She smiled. But she didn't exactly look friendly. Something about her bothered Paul. It wasn't just the immodesty and the rudeness.

"I will deal with you in a short while, Jessica. For now, you may watch from over there, if you can stand the sight." She pointed to one of the corners of the room.

Jessica hesitated. She knew this was coming and had prepared herself for it. And deep down in her heart she always knew, that Paul was the one. That he could pass any test. But now the reality of the situation hit her hard. She was afraid. Afraid of losing her son.

The Reverend Mother looked at Jessica now and spoke in a softer tone. "I know what you feel. I have been in your place before. You know it must be done."

"Yes, your Reverence." Jessica complied and went into the corner. From there, she couldn't reach Paul quickly enough to save him. He had to do this on his own.

Seeing this submissiveness baffled and angered Paul. That was not how he knew his mother. This all felt wrong.

"Now lad, come closer."

Paul stood defiant. He wasn't going to submit to this woman so easily. He had to compose himself for a second to make sure his words came out calm. "What gives you the authority to order us around? State your intentions and be quick about it!"

The Reverend Mother leaned forward. Now her breasts were almost hanging free.

"Come here. Give me a kiss!"

She sounded slightly different than before. Even more stern. But there was also a distinct sweetness to her voice, and it kept ringing in his head. His vision darkened slightly and he obeyed, before he could even think about it. Only once their lips parted did Paul realize, what had just happened. How dare she use the Voice on me! Damn, that kiss felt good!

Paul's first kiss. Jessica didn't like, that it had to happen this way.

"I see you haven't given him any training in the sexual arts, Jessica. That is good. One less variable to distort the results of the test. Yes, I am here to test you. Do you know for what?"

Paul just looked at her in anger and confusion. He was stunned by her audacity.

"There, there. No need for hostility. I intend to find out, if you are human. We can talk like equals after that. Are you human?"

"Yes?"

"Prove it."

She pulled an ornate box out of her robe and put it on the armrest. It had a hole on one side. Jessica's eyes widened. She knew then, that the Reverend Mother had not only found Paul's weakness, but was also going to exploit that weakness mercilessly. Did she want her son to fail? Was that going to be her revenge? Surely she couldn't be so petty? There was too much at stake.

"Put your penis inside the box."

Paul was still in control after this command. No Voice this time. He looked at his mother and she trembled but nodded. She knew she couldn't interfere. Her son's life was entirely in his own hands. Paul thought, how he could get out of this but was interrupted by another Voice command.

"Do it!"

And his member went into the dark hole. The Reverend Mother reached for a dial on the box and gave it a half-turn. Immediately it began to hum. Paul's entire body went stiff.

"How do you feel?"

"Hngh... Good..."

That was an understatement. Paul had never felt this good in his entire life. The device seemed to stimulate every nerve in his penis without touch, perhaps through induction. Even after cumming twice just a few minutes ago, he felt more sensitive than ever. Then it subsided again, mostly. The witch had turned the dial back again.

"Look here."

His whole body was still stiff, but Paul managed to relax his neck muscles enough to be able to peek down and see the needle pointing at his scrotum.

"See this needle on my finger? It's the Gom Jabbar. It's poison can kill you in mere seconds. Don't even try to escape. You see, an animal's highest priority is to procreate. No cost is too high for them. They will disregard their own health, their own life. Yes, and even the lives of their conspecifics. They are driven entirely by instinct. Pain and pleasure. But humans are capable of using reason. We can suppress our instincts. That is what you must do now. I will activate the pleasure amplifier again and you must endure it. Your instinct will tell you to enjoy the sensation and to give off your seed again and again. If you do that, even once, I will kill you. If you pull out of the box before I allow you to, I will also kill you."

And with no further fanfare, she turned the device back on. Even further this time. Paul almost lost consciousness. He had to fight hard to contain himself.

"You have ejaculated very recently, haven't you?"

She gave Jessica a knowing look. Paul couldn't answer.

"That will distort the result of this test I'm afraid. I will have to adjust the intensity accordingly.", she said with a mischievous smile.

Paul couldn't even feel his penis anymore. Instead, the pleasure began to vibrate through his entire body. It felt like he was perpetually orgasming. What might an actual orgasm feel like now? Oh, how he longed for relief!

"You admired my breasts earlier today. Do you want to see them?"

She opened her robe fully. Majestic hanging breasts, with veins showing through the pale skin.

"You are free to touch them. Do whatever you like."

Paul was more than tempted, but thankfully he still couldn't move. The witch knew that. She was obviously just taunting him.

Oh god, this is getting too much. I'm sure she intends to kill me. There is no escape. Might as well enjoy this... NO! RESIST!

"I only told you not to pull out, but you may move your hips a little. Try it, it will feel even better. Why aren't you moving? Come on, impregnate this bitch already!"

She grabbed Paul's ass, careful not to poke him with the needle. For one moment, her desire to see the Atreides heir fail almost overcame her and she was about to reach for his prostate. But this wasn't for her own amusement. She had to stay impartial. This young man could still be valuable for them. Maybe just a little tickle...

Paul was in panic. His eyes instinctively darted over to his mother, but she couldn't help. She was deep in meditation, no doubt reciting the Litany Against Fear once more.

What can I do? I have to focus my mind on a turn-off. It's my only chance. But I can't think of anything anymore. What disgusts me? I can't remember!

Paul was drenched in sweat and tears. He could barely hold on.

Gurney's ugly inkvine scars... not disgusting enough. The Baron's fat rolls. Almost. Defecation... dirty anal... anal... NO! Unsightly hair... Thufir's bushy eyebrows... bush... majestic vaginal coiffure! Argh! What else is there? Death. Yes! The thing from my visions I always try not to remember... The Atreides banner over a mountain of a million corpses... killed in my name... I can't die now, I have to prevent that from happening!

"I will not cum! I have a purpose to fulfill! You will not destroy me, old hag! RELEASE ME!"

The Reverend Mother was stunned. He uses the Voice! She wasn't fazed by it, but the technique was impressive. Paul's limp and shriveled penis flopped out of the box.

Jessica nearly fainted from the relief. She rushed over to Paul and propped him up, while he regained his senses.

The old woman stuck her finger into the device in disbelief, then pulled it out again. "Nobody has ever withstood this much... the days of the Kwisatz Haderach are drawing near. Maybe he is the one."

Jessica hugged her son tightly and showered him with kisses.

"Calm down, Jessica. We don't know yet. Our calculations still say he isn't."

Paul allowed himself a boastful grin.

"You did well, young human. I apologize for the harsh treatment. I had to observe you in adverse conditions, to know what you are truly like. Now you may ask me anything and I will answer truthfully."

Paul could sense, that she was being honest, except about the apology. He still couldn't trust her fully.

"You hate me a little, don't you? Understandable. Do you still hate me Jessica?"

"I can't help but hate you, but I also love you. I owe you everything."

"And I love you, despite your betrayal. You were almost like a daughter to me. Giving you away to Leto was... well, we all have to make sacrifices."

"Did you test her the same way?", Paul inquired.

"Oh no. Jessica had already known too much pleasure, when the time came to test her. It is not up to me to tell you about that. Ask her later. I'm sure you have more pressing questions for me."

"What betrayal? Is that why you cut ties with her for so long?"

She sighed and shifted around in her chair, assuming a more comfortable position. Jessica meanwhile, stared at the ground half in shame, half in anger. They will never forgive me.

"We instructed her to bear the Atreides only daughters. She defied us."

"That's all?"

"All? Isn't that enough? Jessica, tell him why you did it."

Jessica frowned. She had no reason to hide her emotions from her old teacher. "Out of love. My Duke wished for an heir. It meant so much to him. I just couldn't disappoint him."

"Love!", the Reverend Mother snapped. "What about duty? Paul, you understand the importance of duty, don't you?"

"Love and duty are the same, when family is concerned. And there seems to have been a conflict of interest between her old family - you - and her new one. There's nothing that can be done about that."

"Wise words... Except that her duty wasn't to us, but to humankind. Of course you have no way of knowing what I mean by that, and it is better if it stays that way.

"Unless...", Jessica chimed in.

"Unless... he is..."

"The one.", said Paul.

The old woman just nodded for a while and thought about how much she should tell him. "The Kwisatz Haderach. We've been searching for him for hundreds of generations." She gave the ornate box a pat. "Separating human and animal stock."

"And once you've found him?"

"We will use him to lead humanity to greatness. He will have powers much like us, but even greater. He will see the past and the future. The name means "the shortening of the way". We aren't exactly sure what that means. Part of our knowledge about him comes from prescient trance."