A Dark Future: Book 3
Copyright© 2025 by reliant8432
Chapter 14
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Third series of chapters from the "A Dark Future" Universe. If you haven't, pleased read Books 1 and 2 first.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Alternate History Sharing Wife Watching DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Politics Slow
Mei jerks to consciousness as a hand covers her mouth. Panicking, she tries to scream, flailing at the hand.
“Stop.” A voice whispers harshly. After a moment’s pause, it continues. “Follow me. And don’t wake up Lucia.”
Mei watches, heart still pounding, as the figure takes a step back, before turning and going out the bedroom door. Grabbing some pajamas off the floor, she quickly throws them on, and tiptoes out the door, closing it quietly behind her.
“What...” Mei begins to ask, turning to look at the figure who awakened her at this ungodly hour.
“Be quiet.” Alexia says, giving her a glare. “Your punishment starts now.”
Mei scurries after her as she heads down the stairs, bursting with questions that she is not allowed to ask. Questions like, “What time is it?” “Where are we going?” “How fucked am I?”.
“Seriously, what time is it?” She wonders, realizing her phone is still in her bedroom. Thinking better of asking, she glances out the front windows as she follows Alexia to the basement stairs. Darkness greets her gaze. “It can’t be later than six, right?” She thinks. “I guess I should know what time the sun comes up.”
When they reach the kitchen, Alexia turns, stern gaze fixing Mei in place. “Start cooking. Master should be waking up in about thirty minutes. Someone will come down to take it to him. When you are done, start cleaning. Lucia will be down to inspect later, and for your sake, I hope she will be able to see her reflection in the appliances.”
As she walks by on her way back to the stairs, she quietly adds. “Mistress is still deciding what to do with you. This is not the time to fuck up.”
Mei freezes, her brain processing this information. Once she can no longer hear retreating footsteps on the stairs, she forces herself to move, grabbing pans, wiping them out, and putting them on the stove to begin heating. Grabbing an apron from the hook near the door, she begins thinking out loud.
“Ok, so I’m still here.” She mutters. “That’s good news. They haven’t turned me in yet.”
Opening the fridge door, she begins grabbing ingredients. “What if they do? How long would I be sent away for? Where would I be sent? Would I be allowed to come back? Or would Jane insist that I go back into the auction?”
As she cracks some eggs, her brain begins working a bit better. “What if they don’t, and the BAA finds out? Everyone could get in trouble. Not just Robert and Jane, but Amber, and some of the other girls too. I could have fucked this up for everyone.”
“Yes, you could have.” Mei hears from behind her. Whirling, she quickly drops to her knees, wincing slightly as they touch the cold tile covering the basement floor. Staring at the tile stretching in front of her, she begins to tremble, hands clasped in front of her. “Domina?” She manages to ask.
“Mei.” Jane says, staring at the pitiful girl kneeling on the floor. She begins to pace, occasionally glancing over at her.
“May I speak?” Mei asks as the silence becomes too uncomfortable for her.
“Very well.” Jane says, turning to face her.
“Domina, I think I have figured it out.” Mei says. “I will turn myself in, and confess. I’ll make sure they know that no one else knew anything about the money. I’ll take whatever punishment they give me. Whenever that is over, maybe we could start over?”
Jane resumes her pacing, stopping after a few turns. “You still don’t get it.”
“Domina...” Mei says.
“You still think you are in charge.” Jane says. “That you get to make the decisions, and everyone else just has to live with the consequences of those choices.”
Mei flinches visibly, hunching her shoulders as if she had been struck.
“Look at me.” Jane says. Slowly looking up, Mei eventually manages to meet her gaze.
“You told us you wanted to be our sub.” Jane says. “Is that still what you want?”
“Yes, Domina.” Mei says earnestly. “I’m really sorry. Please don’t send me away.”
“I didn’t sleep much last night.” Jane says, turning to pace again. “I realized this whole thing is, at least partially, my fault. I haven’t been strict enough with you. I should have put you in your place after your stunt with Layne. Instead, I allowed myself to be distracted by everything else.”
Looking at Mei, who is looking down again, Jane continues, voice rising with passion. “You will not turn yourself in. I get to decide your punishment, not some random BAA bureaucrat. By the end of your punishment, you will finally understand what being my sub means. You WILL know what submission truly means.”
Breathing deeply, battling to control her anger, Jane stops in front of Mei. “Well?”
“I understand, Domina.” Mei says shakily. “I’ll do whatever you say.”
“Then finish cooking.” Jane says, reaching down a hand to help her up.
As Mei turns to begin cooking, Jane continues. “Until I decide your punishment is over, you will be the low girl on the totem pole. If anyone asks you to help with something, you will do it, as long as it doesn’t prevent you from performing your primary duties. I don’t care if it is unpleasant, dirty, or you think it’s stupid. You will do it, and not complain. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Domina.” Mei says, eyes not leaving the pan in front of her as she stirs.
“You are off the sleeping schedule as well.” Jane says. “If Robert chooses to summon you to his office, that’s his choice. But your pussy is off limits, until further notice.”
Mei flinches, half-turning to argue, before she forces herself to turn back to the stove. “Yes, Domina.” She manages to say after a moment, a single tear rolling down her face.
“You can explain the situation to him tonight.” Jane says. “I don’t want to hear excuses, or anything else that isn’t the full truth. I want you to remember that your punishment isn’t over until I’m convinced you are a properly trained sub, who is going to behave herself.”
“Do I have to tell him, Domina?” Mei asks.
“Yes, you do.” Jane says, a tiny fraction of the anger she feels leaking into her voice. “Robert really enjoys his time with you. Taking it away means punishing him as well as you. I don’t deserve to be the bad guy all the time. You fucked up, you need to own it.”
Mei nods, a few more tears rolling down her face as she uses her chopsticks to move Robert’s omelet onto the plate. Turning, she asks. “Would you like me to take this up, Domina?”
“I’ll take it.” Jane says. “Start on breakfast for everyone else. I want breakfast ready at eight every morning. I’ve decided that we are going to start doing a girls-only breakfast every weekday. I’ll send a few girls to help you carry everything up when it’s time.”
Mei enters the dining room last, carrying a tray full of bacon and sausage. Setting it in the middle of the table, she looks around for an empty seat. The snapping of fingers gets her attention.
“Sit here.” Jane says, pointing to the only empty seat, between her and Alexia. Looking down the table, she says. “Well, dig in, ladies.”
Nervously, Mei reaches out to get a bagel, eyes darting between the food and Jane as she does. Breathing a bit easier once it reaches her plate with no reaction from Jane, she tentatively takes a bite.
“We’ll be doing this breakfast every weekday, moving forward.” Jane says. “If you have grievances, questions, problems, or need help, this is a good time to bring it up. I’ll get us started with an announcement. Mei is looking for extra work to do around the house. If you need help with anything, bring it to your team leader, and they’ll work out when Mei is free to help.”
Turning her head to stare at Mei, she continues. “Mei will be happy to help with any job you’ve got, no matter how hard or dirty it is. If for some reason that doesn’t prove to be the case, make sure to let me know.”
Mei swallows visibly, staring down at her bagel, appetite gone.
“Is this because she is in trouble?” Layne asks, oblivious to the tension in the room.
“Mei?” Jane asks in an almost cheerful voice.
“Yes.” Mei croaks, still not looking up.
“Mei has been struggling to remember that she’s not in charge around here.” Alexia says. “I’m sure a few months of hard work will cure her of that.”
“Months?” Mei says, staring up in horror.
“Maybe longer.” Lucia says, stuffing a bite of pancake into her mouth.
“I need to get a fence put up before we get any animals.” Megan says. “I could use as much help as I can get.”
“I already had her in mind for that.” Amber says. “If we can’t find other work for her, she’ll be helping you, Layne. You should be able to get her to trace and cut material for you.”
“Ooh.” Layne says, face brightening. Looking at Jane, she says. “And I’ll make sure not to forget that I’m not in charge.”
“I’m sure you won’t.” Jane says sweetly. Looking around the table, she says. “Most of you know that we don’t pull out punishments like this unless it’s a severe issue, or something that keeps happening. We will always try to warn you before it gets to this point.”
Valentina speaks to Alexia, who nods, turning to speak to Jane. “The workshop area needs cleaning. It’s still full of spiderwebs, and Valentina isn’t a fan. Maybe Mei can work on that after lunch?”
“That’s an excellent idea.” Jane says, looking genuinely happy. “Lucia, what time do you need her available to start dinner?”
“I can take care of dinner.” Lucia says, grinning broadly. “I’m sure Mei will need the extra time to do a really good job.”
“Domina...” Mei begs. “Please...”
“Please what?” Jane asks, meeting her eyes. “Are you ready to start cleaning now?”
“No, Domina.” Mei says quickly.
“Good.” Jane says. “Now, Kendra, did anything interesting happen yesterday at the clinic?”
“Are you going to start?” Alexia asks. “Or just stand there?”
Mei steps forward into the dusty room, staring at the rusty tools, covered in thick layers of dust and cobwebs.
“I hate spiders...” She admits. “Please, can’t I do something else?”
“Thank you for offering.” Alexia smiles. “You can clean the bathrooms after you finish this.”
“Ugh...” Mei says, still taking in the scene.
“Look, are you going to do it, or not?” Alexia asks, reaching into her pocket for her phone.
“I’m doing it.” Mei says, reaching down to grab a tool.
“I’d suggest moving everything to one end, cleaning the empty end of the room, and then cleaning items one by one, and moving them back to the clean area.” Alexia says, realizing that Mei needs the guidance. “This end is going to be the armory, so it needs to be empty at the end.”
“This is going to take forever.” Mei complains. “There is no way I’ll get it done by dinner.”
“There is always tomorrow.” Alexia says. “I wouldn’t take your time, though. Mistress is really close to losing her shit with you. And trust me, you don’t want to see that.”
Mei sighs, pulling hard on a shelf to try to move it.
“Empty it first.” Alexia says, walking towards the door. “And don’t let it fall on you. I’ll be back to check on you in a few hours.”
“Can I at least get some bug spray?” Mei yells a few moments later, voice squeaking as she encounters her first spider.
“What the hell?” Robert asks, looking out the window at the trucks pulling onto the property, pulling an odd assortment of trailers. Standing, he opens his office door, finding the entryway and sitting area empty.
By the time he makes it out the front door, he finds Rick coming around the side of the first truck. “What’s all this?” Robert asks, gesturing at the caravan.
“I mentioned dropping a few things off yesterday.” Rick says, grinning. “Here they are.”
“We thought you meant a few things that would fit in the back of your truck.” Robert says. “Not four trailers worth of stuff.”
“I found some extra stuff after we talked.” Rick says. “There is a lot of stuff just floating around with so many people here being detained. I’d rather see it put to good use than allow it to rot.”
“I guess.” Robert says, scratching his head. “I’ll go get some of the girls to help; They should know where things go.”
“What’s going on out there?” Jane asks when he comes back inside.
“This is Rick’s idea of ‘bringing over a few things’.” Robert says. “Can you or Amber handle it? I’ve got meetings in a bit.”
“We’ll take care of it.” Jane says. “I’m clearing the sleep schedule for tonight, there is something we need to discuss. If you want to grab one of the girls after that, you can.”
“Did someone need some one on one attention?” Robert asks mischievously.
“I love you.” Jane says, leaning in for a kiss.
“I love you too, but did something happen?” Robert asks, noticing her dour expression. “I can put off the meetings if we need to talk now.”
“It can wait, and the stuff outside can’t.” Jane says, faking a smile. “It’s not that important.”
Hesitating a moment, Robert turns to return to his office.
Grabbing the phone from her pocket, Jane types in the girls-only chat. “Rick is here with a bunch of stuff. Amber, Megan, and anyone else who is available to help, get downstairs ASAP.”
Heading out the door, she finds a bustle of activity. A few guys are unloading two of the trailers, while another is driving a bobcat off a third.
“How much stuff did you bring?” Jane asks, clearly gobsmacked.
“It turns out we had more stuff laying around than we thought.” Rick says, waving at the stuff behind him. “Then Tom came up with a few ideas on where we could get a bit more.”
“Who are all of these guys?” Jane asks.
“Neighbors.” Rick says. “A few of mine, and a few of yours. We may have a few more showing up shortly.”
“Don’t get me wrong, we are very grateful ... but where are we going to put all of this stuff?” Jane asks, genuinely perplexed.
“I’ve got it, Mistress.” Amber says, breathing heavily as she approaches at a jog, holding a printed copy of the map she’d been working on. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she continues. “What all do we have, Sheriff?”
“A few hundred t-posts and maybe two thousand feet of wire fencing.” Rick says. “And a couple of gates. So far, at least. Tom says he knows where there is a shed that’s basically brand new, that may be showing up later.”
“Ok...” Amber says, eyes bulging as she realizes the scope of the work ahead of them.
A squeal behind them causes them to turn. Megan streaks out of the house, in short sleeves, and with no shoes, despite the chill in the air.
“You brought them!!!” Megan yells as she runs by, not stopping until she reaches the rear of the trailer, unlatching it and climbing inside.
“Her horses.” Rick says, in answer to the question on Jane’s face. “And a few other animals from their farm.”
“We need to build a barn for them, right?” Jane asks.
“Eventually.” Rick says.
“We can probably store them at Roger’s for now.” Jane says, turning to Amber. “Did Taylor ever talk to him about that?”
“Yes, Mistress.” Amber says. “That reminds me, we need to have Megan pick what she wanted from there. Master Roger is moving in this weekend.”
“We can’t take all of it.” Jane says. “We only have so much room until the construction is done.”
“Maybe just what will fit in her bedroom?” Amber asks. “We are planning to get rid of the bunk beds anyhow, right?”
“If you don’t want them, I can have someone come pick them up.” Rick says. “I’m sure there are people who will need them after the auctions.”
“That would be a relief.” Jane says. “We’ve got the ones from the lower living floor stuffed into a few of the rooms on our floor. You are welcome to all of those for now.”
“We can probably take some of them when we leave.” Rick says. “Now, where is this fence going?”
“Are you guys actually going to put it up?” Jane asks in surprise.
“We didn’t bring the equipment for no reason.” Rick says. “With this many people, we can get it done fast. Without the equipment and the know-how, it’ll take you all forever.”
“I’m not complaining.” Jane says, turning to Amber. “Work with Rick on that please. I’m going to check on Mei.”
Mei sneezes, carefully wiping her nose on the least filthy portion of her shirt. Looking around the dimly lit workroom, she surveys the progress she has made thus far. “Not bad, for a few hours.” She says.
“It’s actually not.” She hears. Turning, she sees Jane leaning against the doorway, shirt covering her nose. “You’ve certainly kicked up the dust.”
“Sorry, Domina.” Mei says, catching herself before as she instinctively went to rub her itching eyes. “I’ve been trying to keep the door shut, to keep it from going into the rest of the house.”