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A Dark Future: Book 3

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Chapter 1

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Third series of chapters from the "A Dark Future" Universe. If you haven't, pleased read Books 1 and 2 first.

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“I found Isabel.” Tom says.

“My daughter?” Amber asks softly, barely loud enough for Robert to be sure Tom would hear her, and continues, a wistful expression on her face. Robert reaches over to grab her hand, squeezing it supportively. “Isabel...”

“Yep.” Tom says. “She’s been detained, along with her parents. They were holding her in case her mother’s new owner wanted to allow the mother to bring her, but apparently he didn’t. She was moved to an education camp in Northern California about a week ago.”

“Tom, what will it take to get her here?” Jane asks, motioning to Robert and Amber to be quiet.

“That’s the problem.” Tom says. “I requested the transfer, and they rejected it. The camp administrator gets a cut of sales of girls when they age out of the camp, and apparently they think Isabel is worth holding onto.”

“But?” Jane prompts. “There has to be a but, right?”

“But Amber is her biological mother, and that matters much more than it did a month ago.” Tom continues. “I reached out to the local BAA administrator for the county where she was detained. If a DNA test confirms that Amber is the mother, and she adopts Isabel, then she’s legally her child again, and she would have the right to take her home.”

Looking over at Amber for confirmation, Jane says. “That’s not a problem. Can they do the DNA test here, or do we need to get Amber on a flight tomorrow?”

“They want it done there.” Tom says. “And there is, as always, another complication.”

“Which is?” Jane asks. “Just lay it all out Tom.”

“The local magistrate is a big supporter of the Federal government and the BAA movement.” Tom says. “From what I’m hearing, he isn’t going to approve an adoption of a child out of a camp to a single mother with no job or employment history. I think the only way this is actually going to work is if Robert is one of the adoptive parents, with all that entails.”

Robert catches Jane’s eye, worried how she will react to this idea. “Tom, what if Jane and I do the adoption, instead of Amber and I?”

“Not going to work.” Tom says. “Amber is the one with the connection to Isabel, and you are the green card man with the financial resources. The one doesn’t work without the other.”

“It’s fine.” Jane says, waving off Robert. “How do we get the ball rolling? We don’t want her in a camp any longer than she has to be.”

“Robert and Amber have to go there in person.” Tom says. “She does the DNA test, and assuming the test comes back the way it should, you file the paperwork for the adoption. I pushed a bit to try to get a timeline, but the best I could get is a promise that they would expedite things a bit.”

“I’ll book a flight for the morning.” Jane says. “Can you email me the details? Camp name, points of contact, etc.?”

“Sending it now.” Tom says. “I assumed that would be your response, so they are expecting you.”

“Excellent.” Jane says, opening her email on her phone to verify that she received it.

“Thank you, Tom.” Robert says. “We really appreciate this.”

“Happy to help.” Tom says, and continues, voice growing stern. “But seriously, answer your damn phone in the future. If I call instead of sending a text or an email, it probably means it’s urgent.”

“Understood.” Robert says. “We owe you one.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Tom says.

“Thank you, Tom.” Amber says, voice overcome with emotion.

“You are very welcome.” Tom says, voice growing a bit less stern. “Have a good night. Cheryl is going to be at your new house in the morning to let in the contractors, by the way.”

“Already?” Jane says. “That’s great!”

“Yep.” Tom says. “You’ve got her number, feel free to bother her if you want updates.”

With that, the call disconnects, and Robert and Jane just look at each other.

“I’ll get the girls busy packing for you both.” Jane says. “Amber, you’ll need to borrow clothes from a few of us, your ta-teera’s won’t cut it in a formal setting. Which girls did you want to go with you?”

“I’m sure the two of us can handle it.” Robert says. “We don’t need to make a circus of it by bringing half a dozen girls.”

“Showing up without any of your girls might make the wrong impression.” Jane says. “You are going to be dealing with BAA bureaucrats and zealots, after all. Taking a large entourage might help.”

Robert sighs. “How many?”

“Half a dozen sounds about right.” Jane says. “Samira should definitely go, as our nurse to check out Isabel, and Emily should go along to support Amber, unless you would prefer someone else, Amber?”

“I would love to have Emily along.” Amber says, fidgeting. “Can I take Alexia or Lucia too? It would be nice to have someone who speaks Spanish, given that we are going to California. I never learned more than a few words.”

“I’m fine with it.” Jane says. “Or take Reyna, she can work as a bodyguard too.”

“Reyna stays with you.” Robert says in a flat tone. “I don’t want to go through TSA with a bunch of armed concubines anyhow. Alexia is doing well as Valentina’s translator, and Mei can handle the cooking, so we’ll take Lucia. I don’t think we need anyone else.”

“I think you need at least one more.” Jane says. “Reyna, Alexia, Mei, and Valentina are out, and Taylor should probably stay back for vet duties, just in case. I don’t know if we want to send Megan out with you just yet either.”

“Not yet.” Robert says. “And I don’t think Layne would do well with this type of trip.”

“Lindsey it is.” Jane says. “As a teacher, she is used to working with kids. That experience could be useful.”

“Getting that many tickets on short notice is going to be expensive.” Robert objects.

“Let me worry about the finances.” Jane says. “The girls and I are coming up with some ideas on how to bring in more cash. If things get tight, you’ll know well beforehand.”

“Fine.” Robert sighs.

“Good.” Jane says. “Amber, let’s go tell the girls what is going on, so the girls who are going can get packed.”

“Ask them, don’t tell them.” Robert calls at their backs as they exit the master bedroom. “I don’t want anyone coming who doesn’t want to come.”

New Scene

“Amber, round up the girls who are upstairs.” Jane says, “Bring them to the living room.”

Going down the stairs, Jane interrupts a few of the girls talking animatedly in the living room. “Girls, bring the chairs from the dining table in here. We are having an all girls meeting in two minutes.”

“Any idea what this is about?” Mei whispers to Lucia as they each grab a chair.

“No clue.” Lucia says. “We’ll find out in about thirty seconds though.”

After Amber follows the last of the girls down the stairs, Jane clears her throat, and everyone goes silent. “A few of you know that something has been going on with Amber for the past few days. None of you know specifically what, because we wanted to keep it private, to make things easier for her. However, that is no longer possible. Tomorrow morning Robert, Amber, and four of you will be flying to California. Hopefully you won’t be there too long, but it may be a week or more. When you come home, you will be bringing back Amber’s daughter, Isabel.”

“You have a daughter?” Mei can’t help but interject. “How old is she?”

Amber flushes, looking down.

“She’s eight.” Jane says. “It’s a complicated story, and we don’t have time to tell it now, so that’s the only question I’ll be answering about her for now. I’d like for Lucia, Emily, Samira, and Lindsey to accompany Robert and Amber. Robert only wants willing travel companions, so if you aren’t willing, please tell me now.”

“Why me?” Lindsey asks.

Jane sighs, holding back her instinctive frustration at being questioned. “Several reasons. You are a teacher, meaning you have experience with children, including children who are about the same age as Isabel. You’ve also probably dealt with a child or two who had some separation anxiety on the first day of school. Everything is going to be new to Isabel, and I think you could help her get settled. And before the rest of you ask, Samira is there to make sure Isabel is ok physically, as well as to take care of anyone if you get air sick, catch something traveling, etc. Lucia is going because she can speak Spanish, and help keep Robert from stressing out. And Emily is going to be Amber’s emotional support person.”

“Just asking.” Lindsey mumbles.

“Is there a reason you don’t want to go?” Jane asks, and not waiting for an answer, asks. “Does anyone else here have experience calming a confused or scared child?”

“I’ll do it.” Lindsey says. “I just was really hoping to spend time with my grandmother this week.”

Making a snap decision, Jane says. “Those of us who stay behind will be going to the new house, and working on getting the second-floor bedrooms habitable. Contractors are starting work tomorrow morning. If we work hard, maybe we can get enough done to move this weekend. If we do, we’ll move your grandmother into her new place, and then you’ll be right down the road from her, and can have her over to visit whenever you’d like.”

“Ok.” Lindsey says, sounding reassured. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be difficult.”

Jane nods, and moves on. “Lucia, are you ok going on the trip?”

“If Robert wants me, I’m going.” Lucia says.

“Actually...” Amber says. “I was the one who requested that you or Alexia come. I thought having a translator along wouldn’t be a bad idea.”

“Robert didn’t plan to bring anyone.” Jane says. “I think we both know that he needs someone to keep him on track, and given that this trip might be emotionally difficult for Amber, it needs to be someone else. You are the best option, other than me, and I obviously can’t go.”

“I’ll go.” Lucia says, smiling at Jane’s confidence in her.

“I’ll go too, Mistress.” Emily says.

“Good.” Jane says, and looks at Samira.

“I don’t really like traveling, but I’d rather do that than deep cleaning.” Samira says. “I’ll go along. How does traveling as concubines work though?”

“I honestly have no idea.” Jane says. “I’m assuming you stick close to Robert, and make sure to keep your collars on in public.”

“Ugh.” Samira says. “Those are kind of rough to wear for very long. I feel like my neck is still recovering from this weekend.”

“I’ll make you one.” Layne offers. “I already started tracing out the patterns.”

“Can you have two ready by the morning?” Jane asks. “And still get a bit of sleep?”

“They won’t be fancy, but I should be able to.” Layne says, looking down at her hands and twitching her fingers. “I think I can have them done in about four hours.”

“Alexia, can one of the girls borrow your collar?” Jane asks. “And then Layne can work on making everyone a new one when we get to the new house, so we can ditch the awful collars ASAP.”

“I’ll wear anything you ask me to, Mistress.” Alexia says, a grin on her face. “Or nothing at all, if that’s what you’d prefer.”

“Mistress, can I go?” Megan asks. “I’d like to continue my training with Mistress Amber.”

“We discussed it, and we need you more at the house.” Jane says. “Amber can text you training directions, and one of the girls can set up a phone to video you performing your positions. Or you can do a video call, if the timing works out.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Megan says, looking unhappy but accepting.

“Good.” Jane says. “Now, the girls who are going need at least two nice outfits to wear when attending meetings with Robert. We want to make a good first impression on the officials out there, for Amber and Isabel’s sake. If you have those, please bring them down for me to take a look. If you don’t, stick around, and we’ll see if anyone has something that will fit you.”

“Mistress...” Amber says, getting Jane’s attention. “Since Emily and I will be going with Master Robert, perhaps we should give this night to whoever is next who isn’t going on the trip?”

“If you need Robert tonight, you can keep the night.” Jane tells her.

“I’ll be ok, Mistress.” Amber says. “We’ll have a lot of time together in the coming days.”

“I think Taylor is next after you.” Jane muses.

“I am.” Taylor says from behind Jane, causing her to jump. “I couldn’t help but overhear. If you are good with it, I’m going to grab Reyna and go upstairs. Feel free to raid my clothes, if you need any of them.”

“You can go up.” Jane says. “But we may be going in and out to get clothes out of the closet.”

“You know I’m not shy.” Taylor says, flashing her a smile.

New Scene

“I should be able to work remotely from the plane tomorrow.” Robert murmurs, sitting at his desk, and contemplating the email he is writing to his boss, explaining why he is going to be out of the office most of the day tomorrow, and intermittently over the following days.

A knock startles him, and he looks up to see Taylor and Reyna at the door of his office.

“Well, hello there.” Robert says, giving them a little grin, trying to hide his nerves about the coming travel and interactions with hardline BAA supporters.

“Amber was nice enough to give up her night to us.” Taylor says. “We were hoping you could fuck Reyna’s brains out. She could use a last hit of dick to get her through the coming drought without going into withdrawal.”

“I would hate to disappoint.” Robert says. “Give me two minutes to finish up my work email.”

“Have you showered yet?” Reyna asks.

“I was about to when I found out about this trip.” Robert says. “Did you two want to join me?”

“Absolutely.” Reyna says, practically running out of the room, and thumping down the stairs.

“Umm...” Robert says. “I had planned to shower upstairs.”

“I’ll go find out what she’s doing.” Taylor says. “See you in two.”

Taylor has only made it to the top of the stairs when she hears more thumps, this time coming up instead of going down.

“What are you up to?” Taylor asks Reyna curiously when she reaches the top of the stairs.

“I needed Jane to tell me where the waterproof lube is.” Reyna says. “If Robert is going to be gone for a while, I want this to be memorable.”

“How did you know Jane had waterproof lube?” Taylor asks.

“Why wouldn’t she?” Reyna asks.

Following Reyna into the closet, Taylor watches her dig in Jane’s supply box.

“Here we go.” Reyna says, holding up the lube. “Can you get the water going while I lube myself?”

“Sure, unless you wanted help.” Taylor smirks.

“I want it to be a surprise.” Reyna says. “I’ll stash it in the shower in case we need more, but I’m hoping to just have him slide on in, and not even realize about the lube until after.”

Taylor shrugs, reaching in to turn on the water, and then watching her girlfriend push the thick lube inside of herself with her fingers.

“That should do it.” Reyna says. “Let’s get in.”

A moment later, Robert walks in to see Taylor ‘washing’ Reyna’s ass.

“Is there any soap on there, or are you just copping a feel?” Robert asks with a smile, before stripping so he can join them.

“There’s a small amount of soap.” Taylor says with a laugh. “But I’m mostly doing it for fun.”

“It is a nice ass.” Robert says, stepping in and giving Taylor a quick hug.

The girls move out of the way, and Robert wets himself, before stepping out of the water to grab the shampoo.

“We can do that for you.” Reyna says, snatching away the shampoo.

“I think I can reach easier than you.” Taylor says, holding out her hand for the shampoo. “You can start washing him.”

“Good idea.” Reyna says, grabbing the soap, and immediately going for his crotch.

“I actually do need to get clean for the flight tomorrow.” Robert says, as he feels Reyna ‘clean’ his dick several times.

“You’ll need to shower again tonight or in the morning anyhow.” Reyna says. “Remember, you are supposed to fuck my brains out.”

Robert can’t answer, as the shampoo runs down his face while Taylor rinses him. He feels the spray move down to his crotch, and wiping the water away, sees Reyna turning around, and, grabbing his dick, begins to impale herself on it.

 
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