Zai and Tim Pt. 04

"He keeps YOU close, at his side, and in his bed. He loves you very much, dear. You're acting like a common woman, not a princess. That makes you ... human. Move closer to me; let me hold you like I did many years ago."

I have no better option; I move closer to mom. Her arm comes around and holds me close to her. I do feel better and stop crying.

Mom is soft as she asks, "What's the matter, baby? Please. Tell me."

I sigh and then explain, "These last few days have been a whirlwind for us. He has screwed a lot of women. They are nuts for him, like hysterical. Old, young, and even women like us who have hated men our entire lives are tripping over their tongues for him. All men can't be like this. Will I always be forced to share him?"

Mom chuckles before answering, "I wish I had a crystal ball for you. He has turned our world upside down. Even I want another run with him. I dare say I would do almost anything. Yes, I realize how bizarre that is. Trust me. Because of that, I watch him close. I guarantee you that he is 100% in love with you. However, he also loves his three sisters. Only two seem to return that love, with Tamara being totally smitten. You will never get away from her. There is more, right?"

I sigh again as I explain my greatest fear, "Tim. He. Um." I take a deep breath, "He isn't himself right now. He didn't light up at seeing his family or me. He answers questions with yes and no. I haven't seen a smile, an articulate answer, or an analysis yet. I'm worried that he isn't all there, that he's partially disabled."

I start crying again.

Mom holds me tight as she says confidently, "He knew who I was before I revealed myself. He didn't say anything, but there was zero surprise on his face. He knew it was me. His body fought off an extremely deadly poison. He is exhausted because his body is rebuilding itself and restoring the damage from the poison. I will prove it to you after dinner."

I feel better and just might be able to get some sleep now.

I can't sleep. I move my leg.

I can't sleep. I roll to my back.

I can't sleep; I roll back to my side.

The next thing I know, the clasps of my bra are popped off one by one. MOM! I am still not moving a muscle. Mom's hand slides up my ribs and cops my breast exactly like Tim does. That mother fucker did this to my mother! I will kill him the next time I see him!

Ohhhhhh, does that feel good. Mom is softer and gentle compared to Tim. Immediately after that thought, she is firmer and harshly grabs my breast just like Tim does. Like Tim, she uses her fingers to lightly squeeze the nipples. Zero pain and all pleasure. The nipples, I generally do like some pain. Tim is reluctant to cause pain, even to me. It's his upbringing of never harming a woman.

Mom didn't learn that lesson. Mom occasionally squeezes harder, which throws a strong current directly to my pussy. Tim continues until I orgasm. Mom earns her orgasm quicker, but I don't enjoy it as much, which surprises me. I expected the pain to be more fun. Due to the much shorter time to orgasm, it wasn't as good collectively.

Mom surprises me by rolling me over onto my back and ripping off my panties. Oh? Really? This is like Tim, but mom's experience shows here. Mom starts off using as much tongue as possible to work my pussy lips. Her tongue slithers back and forth while twisting to change up the sensation I am receiving. Tim uses one pressure where mom changes the intensity again, making it more satisfying.

My orgasm snuck up on me. It's just a few minutes, and I scream out my joy. Mom gives me a few moments to recover, just like Tim does. Interesting, did he teach her that? Mom follows Tim again in using a wide tongue to lick my mons. Oh my, mom is wicked good. Tim licks up and down where mom wiggles her tongue from side to side, and it's moving up and down.

I love what Tim does to me, but mom is better. She takes it to a new level. I orgasm again after just a few minutes. This is embarrassing.

Mom looks up at me with a shiny, wet face, "I have many years of experience eating pussy. Tim may be talented, but nothing matches twenty-five years of experience. I have been with some exceptional partners. Enjoy."

Her head is face down in my pussy again. Tim calls this kitten kisses. It's a fantastic feeling where he uses just the tip of the tongue to rapidly stroke my mons, vulva, and pussy lips. This is so cool; it's just like Tim. It must be the emotional roller coaster I have been on because it's just a few more minutes, and I scream out my orgasm. How many more do I get. No way she is doing the 5:00 shadow on my thighs. I chuckle at that.

Mom giggles as well, "No, I can't do the whiskers thing that Tim does. I accomplished my goals. I wanted to distract you and show you how much he loves you." That is genuinely astonishing how awesome that feels.

I comment, "Not sure you helped with the love part. We got the same thing; he didn't do anything to me that he didn't do to you."

Mom is shocked, "How soon you forget things. He serviced me more because he wanted to save his life. He pulled all the stops to try and impress me. With you, he had a choice, and he selected to give you the best that he could. Why? He liked you. He barely knew you, yet he gave you everything he gave me when he didn't have to.

"He could have rushed it with you. He could have passed eating you. He certainly didn't have to use four techniques on you. Who knew a man could fuck for so long? Oh no, he loves you. I am positive about that. His life is unusual, which will be wonderful and devastating at times. I think that in the end, he's worth it. Now relax, take a deep breath, and take a nap. You will feel better with a few hours of sleep."

Chapter 18 -- Found

We wake up for dinner, pick out black and white dresses for maximum contrast. We meet up with Tim's family for dinner. Nothing special, not like a state dinner with an elaborate menu and 100 places, stemware, and silverware. Nope, this is a simple, although delicious, spaghetti and pan-seared meatballs. The salad, soup, and garlic bread are all perfect as I would expect in the palace.

We all look like we had a few hours of sleep. The conversation is minimal, mostly about changing laws for men. Mom did give directions to a server; I am sure I will see more about that later. She is up to no good. I must say, after being serviced by mom, I am feeling a whole lot better. I am still worried about Tim, but I feel better. Tamara and Trudy also seem quiet. They're not their typical selves.

After dinner, we all go up to see Tim. A lot has changed. Tim's little assassin friend is back, along with a few people I don't know. They look like palace guards. All those people, plus Tim's family, mom, and I, all have a table with a chessboard and pieces set up along with a comfortable chair. The board is labeled with tape and a marker with horizontal letters and vertical numbers.

We all take the first move and hit the clock. As we tell Tim our moves, he tells us his move. He has no board in front of him. We give our moves in turn, so we don't talk over each other. To show off, each person got a different first move. I am crying. Mom's is the only face I see, and she has a huge smile on her face.

The three guards are first to lose. Trinity was next. She immediately rushes to mom and gives her a huge hug. She figured it out. When Trudy loses, she heads to the door. Tim uses an uncharacteristically commanding voice to call Trudy to him. She obediently complies with his command. Tim calls out more moves. It's astonishing how this works. The player with a board calls us, "Rook B2 to B6, takes pawn." Almost immediately, Tim calls out his move.

I played a decent game, but in truth, only his assassin friend gives him a game. He is methodical and precise at carving her position away.

She is frustrated and asks Tim, "How many moves do I have left?"

Tim smiles, the first in a long time.

He smugly says, "Eight."

Her hand knocks over her King. She's not happy at all.

Trinity is all smiles; I fear that won't last long.

Vanessa, Tim's assassin friend, is at Tim's side. So, it begins.

Tim says, "Trudy, Tamara, and Tammi, please come to my bed. We need to have a chat."

Tamara and Tammi are there like lightning bolts. They want to be as close to Tim as possible. Trudy quickly gets up but ends up at his side, near his hips.

Tim asks Tammi, "Knowing that I have a girlfriend, how often will you want me?"

Poor Tammi is foaming at the mouth, "I would like every fourth day, but that doesn't seem fair to Carla. I think your head over heels for her. I will say one."

Tamara doesn't even wait to be asked, "I NEED once a week, but I will do what's necessary to keep Tim and Carla happy. If you two aren't happy, it won't be any fun."

Tim asks Trudy, "What's your opinion? How many males do you want?"

Trudy is vague, "I will take whatever's leftover. You have a lot of women after you, and frankly, I prefer women."

Tim pushes her buttons, "I would say that's accurate; you are a member of WWHAM now."

Trinity is scared, "W-WHAM?"

Vanessa answers in a creepy yet clear voice, "Women Who Hate All Men. You know, the group that tried to kill Tim."

Holy shit! Everyone stopped breathing but Tim and Vanessa. Trudy looks like she's going to be sick.

Tim continues, "Your communicator sent the location, date, time, and attendees the night before. Any guesses how that happened?"

Trudy can't talk well, "I. I sleep. I. I sleep naked. Anyone could have done that. Why would you say that? I'm your sister. I love you."

Vanessa asks, "Do you want to see the video? My question is, why him? You want to be Queen. Are you a fool?"

Trudy shoots back with malice in her voice, "It's much easier to push mom out of the way without Tim. Look what a pain in the ass he has been since he entered our lives. I own a ton of health care stocks. The war would have made me rich beyond my dreams. Tim single-handedly foiled my dreams. So, what, a bullet between the eyes?"

Trinity, Tamara, and Tammi are begging Tim to spare her life. I can tell they have no effect on him; his mind is already made up.

Tim has a tear in his eye as he announces his sentence, "Fifty years at the penal colony Burghound. It's on the 3rd moon, a cold moon, of Minor-seven. Your new job is whore. When you are no longer wanted, you will work in the kitchen."

Trudy is emotionless. Trinity wants to rush her daughter, but Vanessa prevents that. They aren't taking chances. Trinity is a pathetic sight. She is balling and fighting for her breath. She is inconsolable and leaps to Tim, burying her head in his chest. His big arms come around to hold her tight. That makes everything better.

I must admit, even mom and I are crying at what they are going through. It breaks my heart with what she has done. That is a cruel betrayal. I am amazed that she didn't get one between the eyes. Why is Vanessa here? She gave him a choice. This was all Tim. Wow, what a heart. The woman tries to kill her family, and she walks away.

I smirk; this will be her own special hell for someone who hates men so much. This might be the harsher punishment, fucking men eight hours a day for years, and she hates men with enough passion; she was willing to kill her family. There will be more like her. They will come after Tim. We need more security. Maybe that's why Vanessa is here.

Trudy is taken away in a bodysuit. Tim sends everyone to bed other than Vanessa. He wants to talk to her. I wait outside the room, seated in a high-back leather chair that's exceptionally comfortable.

Twenty minutes later Vanessa, comes out with a smile on her face and licks her chops. Before I can bolt from my chair and cut her off, she points for me to stay seated. She leisurely walks to the other chair and sits down with me.

Vanessa is straightforward with me, "I only got a blow job from him."

I am about ready to test my skills at killing.

She smiles, "I used to get far more than that. Not anymore. You better take real good care of him. We have many men that work for us. At best, I tolerate them. Tim though. He is exceptional, as you know. Intelligent, handsome, and has an amazing personality. He was also born with more luck than some countries possess. Time after time, he beats the odds.

"We argued, but he refused to kill his sister. Somewhere he got a defective gene that favors his sisters. Nothing else makes any sense. I just don't get it."

I help her out, "You had sisters, right?" She answers, "Three." "I thought, he grew up with none. To you, they're nothing. You love them at times and hate them at times. He was always alone. He desperately wanted a sibling or a friend because he was so lonely. He values family more than anyone I know."

Vanessa counters, "She tried to have her family wiped out, starting with Tim. She should be dead."

I smile, "You don't know him. Let me guess, you have been around him, but not for a day or more at a time. You know him, hear about him, but you haven't been with him for days straight."

Her look tells me all I need to know. I am sympathetic.

I say lovingly, "He is the most amazing person I know. He knew his odds were slim on my planet. He came to ensure his family's mission, having peace between our two empires, was a success. Billions of lives were at stake. Looking back now, I think our moms are much closer than anyone ever suspected. The odds of war were slim. Not even I knew that. Having spent time around him, he's fascinating.

"You know our history with men. You know, you're a woman. You were taught to hate men growing up, just like I did. We were all taught that. Each of us would do anything for him. He values life and wants to make the galaxy better for everyone. Yet, there is something about him. With his life, it would be easy to hate women. He fears us even today. He will never raise a hand to us, and as we saw, he won't even kill us when provoked. A week ago, I would not have done the same. Before you met him, the same is true for you."

Vanessa fills in, "We were all hired by Mary. As you said, we would never work for a man. We take our directions and analysis through electronic communications, with no voices. We never knew that they work for Tim, and most still don't. OK, actually, it's a council of a few men and many women. Mary was one of them. Tim was the best planner.

"Very few of us knew the truth, and even fewer have met him. I learned the truth and decided to kill him. We research the building and the target. I listened in on his calls and read his instructions. I realized how vital employee safety was to him and removing evil from the world. I realized that he was the brains of the outfit and not Mary. Wow, that was a blow to my ego.

"One night, I met Sandy outside his room. She had an amazing smile on her face until she saw me. It was her turn to sleep with Tim. I showed her my gun and told her, 'Tomorrow.' Part of her smile came back. She lumbered back to her room. His lights are off as I walk into his room. Immediately he tells me that all I had to do was ask. He knew it was me, what I did, and what I had been up to. He then gave me the two best hours of my life and the best night of sleep ever.

"I do love him, but no, I have not lived in his world. With two Queens, you, and his two sisters, there is no room for me." Tears are falling down her face. "I know my place. My family history is rough. I can't stay close to him, especially with his heritage."

I get a big grin on my face, "What if I make you an offer you can't refuse?"

She has a curious look on her face, "I could never leave Tim."

My teeth are shining wide, "I have six awesome security officers. They're the best equipped, the best trained, and awesome people. They don't have your experience of killing people. They won't shoot first and ask questions later. I want YOU to be MY new chief of security. The number one priority is keeping Tim and me alive. There will be more groups like WWHAM out there, and they will come for him. I want you there."

Vanessa is speechless. I laugh my ass off, knowing how dangerous this woman is, yet I made her mute.

As I reach the door handle, Vanessa sheepishly asks, "Would you mind if I spend the night?"

I feel bad saying, "Tonight, he lost a sister. I am only going to comfort him as he sleeps. You're next to sleep with him."

She accepted that answer. Tim looks unhappy to see me.

I don't take his crap, "Hey. You feel terrible for what you did. You're hurting inside for the pain your family is enduring. I am here to hold you and tell you it will be better. I am also telling you that effective immediately, Vanessa has quit her job working for you."

Tim is furious and ready to call her into his room.

I kiss him on the lips and purr, "I made her an offer she can't refuse. She is now my head of security. She has two priorities, keep you and me safe from WWHAM and any other fanatics. Occasionally, she will need a few 'Coaching' session at night."

Tim's mouth hangs open. I win! I am now two for two tonight in that category.

Chapter 19 -- Life Goes On

Point of View: Carla

It takes a few weeks for Tim to recover. Mom is long gone; she has issues at home that need addressing. Vanessa has been remarkable. Locations are pre-screened and troublesome organizations like WWHAM get wiped out if they act up. You want to protest and yell, fine. Have fun. You start organizing to do harm, and your organization's members won't be around long.

Tamara and Tammi move to different countries. This puts them in different time zones. The Queen and her daughters present the official palace news and follow-up answers. Tim and I do many talk shows, news shows, and late-night shows. We even do some game shows and show up at significant sporting events. We are on streaming video a lot with all the biggest names in entertainment.

There is even a magazine that covers Tim. Most magazines are digital these days. Even after centuries, some people still like to hold a magazine in their hands. There have been attempts in our lives still. Vanessa has been brutally efficient and vigil.

Tim is working with men to catch up socially in his spare time. They have the muscles, the body, and the looks to get women. They lack self-control, an intellect, sexual awareness with women, and basic social skills. They're all motivated. If they pass the classes, their final is having sex with a woman and possibly many more after that.

There aren't enough men right now to satisfy the entire globe, let alone enough to help other worlds out. We still must harvest sperm like before. The difference is men in the program have a naked woman giving them hand jobs. Tim is training the trainers, so the program can expand to other worlds. Mom is getting half of the first graduating class.

This is the single most important thing happening in the Galaxy right now, and Tim is the epicenter. It makes me so proud. This is important for the health and well-being of every world in the Galaxy. Any that ignore the issue have a bleak future. Mom and Trinity are firm in their handling of those worlds. They may not like it, but they have no choice. The alternative is disastrous.

Today, I have a problem. Tim isn't acting normal. He isn't smiling, and he looks away when I look his way. It's really creeping me out. I text Vanessa, and she is worried as well. I call the doctor, but Tim immediately is furious and sends her away. At lunch, he's brooding and unresponsive to us. This isn't like him at all. He is deep in thought about something.

Queen Trinity is walking by. Has another sister or a co-worker turned on him? Is the pressure crushing him?

I wave, "Trinity, do you have a moment?"

Trinity has a green regal-looking suit on. She smiles at me in a welcoming manner.