Dystopian Girls 2

by Rodzil LaBraun

  It turned out that Alexa had warmed up two bowls of chicken noodle soup in the microwave. The strong pungent odor quickly turned from a negative to a positive. It would be my first warm meal in quite a while. The second portion was offered to Jada.

  "Thank you. Are you having soup, too?" I asked Alexa.

  "We'll eat later. You two look hungry," she replied. Her kindness toward our clan mates was one of the most attractive things about my wife. After her ass, and those legs. And that perfect face with gorgeous big blue eyes. No, her personality was even better than those physical attributes.

  The sectional was full of people. Seiko spread out across one side and Jada the other. I took up most of the center section forcing Alexa to bring in a dining room chair to sit with us. Riley declined a seat when offered, always humble.

  "Where's Camilla?" I asked.

  "In her room where she belongs," Riley answered somewhat emotionally, which was out of character for her. In a way it was good to see, though.

  "She hasn't been out yet today?"

  "No," replied Riley. "We took her some food and let her use the bathroom. That is all. She has been asking to speak with you."

  "Okay. Maybe after I finish this soup."

  "No," Riley said, speaking up more than I ever thought that she would. "Make her wait." Alexa and Jada laughed. No one seemed to care much for Camilla even before the seduction episode. Now they downright loathed her. But, from what I have learned about girls lately, they could be best friends within the week.

  "When is the last time that you bathed?" Riley asked. What was going on? Had something happened while I was gone to push the thin brunette to be more outspoken? I personally was super appreciative of how she handled Camilla yesterday. And no one doubted her value to our group. But where was the quiet, reserved Riley that I had grown so fond of?

  "I'm sorry. Do I stink?"

  "No, not really. I just thought you might enjoy a nice sponge bath after all that you have been through lately. I can get some water ready for you."

  "That does actually sound nice," I answered. I hadn't been tending to my personal cleanliness needs as much as the girls had. They were very good at keeping clean and smelling great without much use of the valuable water. Every woman in our clan so far took personal appearance more seriously than one would expect in our situation. There was no job to go to, no social gatherings or interviews. It would be easy to completely let yourself go.

  Riley walked away to set up the bathroom for me as I continued to rest. I watched as her slight form silently moved through the house before disappearing into the washroom, wondering what had gotten into her lately. Jada and Alexa conversed quietly for a short time before Alexa said to me, "Riley wants to take care of you."

  "I know she does. She is a very supportive person."

  "Let her do it, sweetie," Alexa said with a soft loving smile. Jada’s grin looked to a bit more wicked, like she had a secret to keep from me.

  "Uh, okay."

  A couple minutes later Riley came back for me. I gave her my hand when she asked for it. Hers was very dainty and barely applied any pressure to maintain the grip. She then guided me down the dark hallway to the dimly lit bathroom, as if I had forgotten where it was. Once inside she then shut the door behind her. She didn't leave me alone to do my bathing.

  "May I remove your clothes, Master?" she asked in a subservient whisper.

  "Master?"

  "Just go with it," she said softly with a smile. Alexa said to let her take care of me, so I nodded yes. I began to wonder how far Alexa was expecting this servant-like episode to go.

  Riley pulled my shirt over my head to reveal my chest which was getting stronger in appearance each week. I had never buffed up my muscles this well before. However, Riley paid no attention to my impressive pecs or six pack abs. She had seen them many times before. Instead she reached for my shorts. When she pulled them down around my ankles along with my boxer underwear, I expected some kind of reaction. But, no. She just had me raise each foot one at a time so she could remove my clothes completely.

  Without giving a second glance to my exposed penis she submerged a washcloth in a very shallow basin of soapy water that had been heated up in the microwave. The feel of its warmth against my dirty, oily skin was incredible. It had been so long since I had taken a hot shower or bath. I had forgotten how rejuvenating that it felt. Having a beautiful young woman apply that warmth was even better.

  I stood relatively motionless as she wiped down my entire body, soaking the rag with hot water periodically. I didn't know what to expect when she got to my privates. She tapped one leg indicating that she wanted to spread my stance a little. The cloth was then pushed into my ass crack and rubbed up and down. Then she scrubbed between my legs before coming back around front. Taking my half erect penis in one hand she washed my balls gently, then the rod itself as it continued to firm up.

  Like a diligent nurse she took no note of my arousal and continued to wipe me down completely with a clean wet towel from another small bowl of warm water. Every inch she covered as my then raging erection could not be ignored, I thought. I couldn't control it. I felt like I was in a porno and at any moment my nurse was going to grab my junk with enthusiasm. The image was relentless, as was my urgent need for attention.

  "I'm sorry," I muttered when it nearly poked her in the eye. She just gave a brief approving smile and continued the task of wiping all the soap and dirt off of my naked body. Then she dried me off. It actually felt really good to be nice and clean all over. Having the angelic Riley perform the duty was even nicer. I began to settle in my mind for that comfort instead of having my sexual needs addressed. Boners come and go. Not every time needs a big deal made of it.

  Once she tossed the towel aside, however, she dropped gracefully to her knees before me. Her beautiful serene face staring up caused me to take a deep breath. For a few seconds nothing happened. She just smiled. Was she waiting for me to command her to do something? How far was I expected to take this master role?

  "Master," she then said softly. "May I give you pleasure."

  Another deep breath and then an exaggerated nod of my head. My erection was bobbing for attention. I shuddered when she first took it in her hand, and again when she put it in her mouth. She then worked me to perfection using both hands effectively along with her tongue and lips, all while maintaining eye contact. I only lasted a couple minutes. Her technique was impeccable. She was not surprised by my orgasm, nor did she show any distaste for it. She simply completed the task amazingly.

  "Oh my God!" I finally said. I had tried hard to remain as quiet as possible through the whole experience. I didn't want others to hear me, even if they did know what was going on in here. "That was wonderful. Thank you."

  "You are welcome, my master."

  "Are you going to continue to call me master?" I asked as she cleaned herself up using the same water.

  She chuckled, which was delightful to see. "No, I can stop now, if you like."

  "Should I do something for you now?"

  "No, Mason. That won't be necessary. Maybe next time."

  "There's going to be a next time?" I asked with enthusiasm, which caused her to laugh outright.

  "Yes, I would like there to be. If you will allow it."

  "Oh, yes," I said as I pulled her to me. She laid her head on my chest and melted into my embrace. A few seconds later I lifted her chin to give her soft loving kiss on the lips. When her eyes reopened, they were beaming with gratitude. But it was I that should be thankful. Not only for the blowjob, but also everything that she did as a supportive clan member. All in all, it was difficult to value anyone higher than her.

  Riley left the bathroom first, allowing me to put my clothes back on myself. Once I exited, I half expected Alexa to be waiting for me outside the door. But she wasn't. She was sitting on the sofa with Jada. Seiko was still passed out on the other end. Alexa's apprehensive smile was to be anticipated. Jada's toothy grin was not a surp
rise either. They both knew what had just taken place. Riley was nowhere to be seen, though.

  When I leaned in for a kiss from Alexa she asked, "Is your mouth clean?"

  "Yes," I replied, unoffended. "My whole body is clean."

  I made the kiss meaningful and could tell from her response that she needed it. Once it was over Jada asked where her kiss was. I thought it a little selfish on her part to want a kiss at that moment. My wife had just allowed another woman to satisfy me orally. I had to show her my appreciation.

  "It's okay," Alexa said. "Kiss her, just not as well."

  I did my best to follow her instructions despite Jada tonguing for more. When it was done, I realized that I had just pressed my lips against the lips of what I considered to be the three most attractive women in the world. Life was good. Really good. At least inside our home it was. And, unconscious on the sofa was an attractive Asian woman that might very well want to join in on the fun one day. How did I get so lucky?

  "I need to piss!" Camilla interrupted the moment shouting from the hallway. "Oh, Mason. You're back. Did they tell you that I wanted to speak with you?"

  "Yes. I just got fed and cleaned up. We can talk now."

  "Can we have our conversation in my room?" she asked, eyeballing the other ladies. Once she saw Reiko, "Who is that?"

  "We rescued her. And, no. All things considered I believe it would be best if we have our conversation here in the living room. Come take a seat on that dining room chair."

  "Okay, I can wait to pee," she replied as she cautiously entered the room. Being separated from the rest of us gave the appearance that she was on trial, which was kind of the case.

  "What do you want to talk about?"

  "Mostly, I want to apologize. I know I crossed the line. Things are very different in your clan, Mason. The other guys didn't object much when I took control. As long as they got some good sex out of it, they were okay. I assumed that would be the case with you, but we never really got that far. And I promise to never, ever do it again."

  "Okay," I replied. "I accept your apology."

  "What?" Alexa was outraged.

  "But, Camilla," I continued. "You offended more than just me with your actions. You will need to convince the others that you are truly sorry. And to be crystal clear, Alexa, Jada and Riley will always be above you in this clan. You will need to respect their wishes if you plan to stay."

  Camilla obviously didn't not like hearing those words. It took her a moment to compose herself. Everyone sat patiently awaiting her response. I personally figured this would be the make or break instance in her relationship with her new clan mates. I regretted that Riley was not present as well.

  "Alexa," she addressed my wife first. "I truly apologize for overstepping my boundaries. I have always been one of the top two girls in every clan. Corinne and I practically ran things while the men were busy drinking and fucking their brains out. I had assumed with my skill set that I would be able to leap over some of you in the hierarchy. You did your best to make it clear to me, I know. I just thought that once I had sex with Mason things would change. That was wrong of me."

  "Yes, it was," Alexa replied bluntly, not even attempting to hide how she felt about it.

  "Could you forgive me?"

  "I believe that you are sincere in your apology," Alexa eventually responded. "However, I'm not sure that you can control yourself to the point that you will truly fit in with us anytime soon. I think some of it is just a personality conflict. So, I will forgive, but I won't quickly forget."

  "I'll take that. Thank you." Camilla then turned to the ebony goddess that possibly had the most dislike for the Brazilian temptress. "Jada, I apologize to you, too. I know that we have not really gotten along very well."

  "No, we haven't!"

  "And much of that is because of me. I realize that. I didn't show you the respect that you deserve. I plan to correct that issue immediately. I now understand my role in this clan. I'm prepared to do my share of the work around here without complaint. I would still like to be considered for my concubine rotation, but I understand that may take some time."

  "Ain't no one going to trust you alone with Mason anytime, soon," replied Jada with some sassy attitude.

  "I understand that. Will you forgive me?"

  "If Mason and Alexa forgive you, then I'll have to. Otherwise, I become the problem. But I'll be keeping a close eye on you. And you still have to apologize to Riley."

  "She is the easy one," Camilla responded without hesitation.

  "How so?" Alexa asked.

  "She'll do whatever Mason tells her. I don't mean that as an insult. She'll also follow orders from you two. She is the perfect follower. Her rescue of her master from me showed everyone what she is made of. Honestly, I need to learn from her, be more like her. That is the only way that you all will accept me now. I understand that. And I'm prepared to make that adjustment."

  "Really?" Jada doubted her.

  "Yes, really."

  Just then there was a knock on the front door. Obviously, we were not expecting any visitors. My first thought was that the schoolhouse gang had found us and wanted revenge for the loss of one of their own. Or, maybe they were only interested in getting Seiko back. Who else could it be? Like everyone else, though, why would they come knocking?

  The sound roused Riley out of her room. Instead of staring at the front door like the rest of us she pointed to the kitchen, "Check the cameras!"

  I jumped up first and ran into the area of the kitchen where the large monitor sat. Finding the square that represented the camera that pointed at the front porch I was surprised to see several familiar people outside our front door. First and fore most among them, the one doing the knocking, was big John.

  CHAPTER EIGHT:

  "What do you want?" I yelled through the door, holding the loaded forty-five in my hand instead of the rifle. Big John stood just outside the front door to our home with five women behind him, most of them looking in different directions, presumably for possible threats. Their formation suggested a friendly visit more so than an attack. They were bunched together, not spread out looking for weak points in our defenses.

  "I just want to talk," he replied.

  I turned to see the reactions of the women in the room. Jada was hesitant, Riley unsure. Camilla grinned like she was receiving a visit from her best friends. She was nearly bouncing with excitement. Considering how well she had fit in with us so far, that was to be expected. Seiko was asleep and snoring on the couch, though her opinion hardly mattered at this point.

  It was Alexa's intuition that I was most interested in. She was staring off at nothing as she concentrated on the people outside our walls. There were six people with possibly complex emotions to read. They could be fearful of any threats they had spotted nearby, cautious of visiting a clan that had recently defeated them, or possibly desperate and hungry. All those emotions could cloud their intentions. Finally, she gave me the nod.

  "Okay, just you, John. Tell the others to back away." Jada watched the monitor to make sure that they were following my instructions. She would stand in the kitchen as I unbarred the door, her Glock aimed at our visitor. Riley would be positioned to the other side with the duplicate of that weapon. Alexa and Camilla would remain on the sofa, unarmed. One due to trust, the other to stay focused with her skill.

  Once inside John raised his hands in the air and bowed his head slightly, which may have been a habit due to his height as much as a symbol of respect. He stood about six-foot-five and weighed maybe two hundred and forty pounds. Though not a bodybuilder type, his size was intimidating enough. His fair skin and short black hair didn't reveal anything about his ancestry. He was just a typical American citizen. His bib overalls were reminiscent of the man that I had just killed that morning.

  "Hello everyone," he spoke. "I'm John. I just want to talk."

  "Are you armed?" I asked.

  "No, you can frisk me if you like."

  Instead I glan
ced at Alexa to gauge his honesty. Again, she nodded. Camilla picked up on the silent communication and had an inquisitive look on her face. She was decidedly figuring out that Alexa had a special gift.

  "That's okay. You can put your arms down. I'm Mason."

  "It's nice to meet you, Mason," John said as he extended his hand while looking around the well-lit room. "You have electricity!"

  "Yes," I answered as I shook his hand. It was a firm grip with an oversized paw but did not appear to be intended as a strength battle. I returned the pressure as best as I could. "What did you want to talk about?"

  "We are looking to move into the neighborhood. The place we were staying at is too close to the highway. The house next door to you guys looks really good, but I didn't want you to take it as an act of aggression. So, I'm here to announce my intentions and make sure that you don't have an issue with it?"

  "You mean that you want Mason's permission," Jada told the visitor.

  "You don't own the neighborhood," he replied plainly. "I'm trying to avoid any possible friction between our two clans. You did me a solid by letting me walk away with some followers. I just want to show due respect. Do you have an issue with us moving in next door or not?"

  "It seems a little weird to me that out of all the houses you picked the one beside us. Did you even check out other opportunities?" I didn't want to show weakness by just approving his infringement on our area without at least questioning his motives. We didn't have a territory per se, but it was expected that every clan would like a comfort zone that they could protect.

  "Yes, we did. This place about six hundred feet from your house was the ninth one that we considered. And I know it seems weird. That's why I'm here. Some of our clan think that it might be a good idea to ally with you all. Residing right next door would help facilitate that, but no alliance is required with this visit. You certainly owe us nothing. But there is strength in numbers, obviously. Our old clan had gotten comfortable with our size. Now we're down to just six and a little unsure of our future in this area. If there is still hostility between us, we might just find another place a few miles away. It's hard to know what else is out there."