Chapter 4

I awoke to the sounds of someone moving around in the rooms outside the bedroom. It sounded like they were cleaning and straightening up, so I figured it must be the butler, and I didn’t pay much attention to it. However, as I shifted to get comfortable, the two women in the bed also started shifting, and in a few moments eyes were opening and everyone was starting to awaken.

“Mmm, good morning, Sir,” Jennifere said quietly as she nuzzled into my neck and shoulder, placing soft kisses as she moved.

“Yes, good morning indeed, Sir,” Alex echoed from the other side as she shifted her body so that she was draped across mine in the bed.

I noted that they were both referring to me as Sir, but I figured they were just playing as we had done through the night. With the way things were progressing, we would soon be adding to the orgasm count we had accumulated overnight. I wasn’t going to complain. I was always horny and ready to go in the morning. Having two beautiful women in your bed when you wake up will certainly boost your ego and your libido.

Soon enough I felt a couple of hands grasping my cock and when it was dripping with pre-cum, Jennifere pushed Alex to the side and climbed on top. She impaled herself in one smooth motion, the sensation of her was hot and wet and tight, despite the multiple rounds we had gone last night. Even when I had needed a few moments to recover, the girls had kept each other busy with fingers and mouths and tongues.

And apparently, Jennifere was primed and ready this morning because, after just a couple of minutes of riding me, she was soon in the throes of a powerful orgasm that had her laid out on my chest, gasping and trying to catch her breath. I just savored the pulsing of her sex and the warm wetness of her orgasm.

Not to be outdone, Alex climbed between our legs and began to lick at our junction causing Jennifere to squirm until it was too much for her and she rolled off. Alex then deep-throated me in one smooth motion, not even a hint of a gag reflex, her tongue licking all around me as she did, and after bobbing up and down on me until I felt like I was ready to burst, she slid up my body until she was in position, then she slid back down, capturing my cock in her sex.

She was also obviously very aroused and was soon writhing and bucking on me through her orgasm. And after two women brought themselves to orgasm on me, it was my turn. I flipped her over and proceeded to fuck her until she screamed as I came inside of her for the third or fourth time of the evening, I’m not really sure which.

This caused her eyes to roll up and she passed out from the sheer sensory overload of the moment. After making sure that she was still breathing and everything was alright, I rolled to her side between the two women and tried to catch my breath.

A few moments later, Jennifere curled up around me.

“I’ve never seen someone pass out from too many orgasms,” she whispered in my ear, “I think I am a little jealous.” And with that statement, she nibbled on my ear.

Feeling the lust returning, I rolled over on top of her and grabbed her hands, holding them above her head.

“Don’t move your hands!” I ordered.

I then crawled between her legs and spread her thighs, her sex was still glistening from our morning romp, but it had been cleaned thoroughly by Alex just a few moments earlier. So, after grabbing her thighs, I dove in and proceeded to suck and nibble on her clit while I plunged two fingers into her sex, finding that special place that seemed to drive her crazy.

And when she seemed to be just at her peak, I would ease off, keeping her right at the edge.

Alex, by this time, had returned to the world of the living, and decided to join us, leaning over to suckle on Jennifere’s nipples and occasionally kiss and nip at her neck. It took Alex a few minutes to realize that Jennifere couldn’t, or wouldn’t, move her arms, and then she started adding kisses and nibbles along her sides and even her armpits.

I simply continued to tease and torment her clit until it was hard and throbbing and her sex was leaking fluid, and just when she thought I was going to stop again, I pressed two fingers into her ass, and lightly bit down on her clit.

Jennifere screamed. She screamed so loud that I thought the security guards outside the room might burst into the room to make sure we weren’t being murdered. Her whole body seemed to tense and spasm as her climax hit, and wave after wave rushed through her causing her to buck and thrash.

I thought my fingers in her body might break because they were being squeezed so hard. Slowly I pulled my fingers from her body, which only seemed to cause more spasms and waves of ecstasy to run through her body.

And then her eyes rolled up into her head and she passed out from the sensation of it all and her body stilled, save for occasional small tremors that would run across her torso.

When Alex saw I was hard again, she quickly pulled me over her and positioned me at her entrance. I slid all the way in and held her as she trembled beneath me. She was so wet and so hot around me, and it seemed as if she were still having small orgasms from earlier.

After a few minutes of gentle sex, though, Alex reached down between us. She took my cock and, rotating her hip further up, placed me at her rosebud.

“Please push now, Sir,” she said quietly, “I want you to have this virginity that I can still give you.”

I paused for a moment, letting what she said sink in, but she was too insistent and I was too lust-filled to resist. So, I pressed forward and into her anal passage. Slowly but surely, I pressed into her until I was seated deep inside her rectum.

Alex groaned with the sensation, her groan turning into a sensual moan as she felt my cock swell even further and throb inside of her in response to the tightness of her sphincter. She then began to squeeze my cock with her ass, pulsing, tightening herself around me, causing me to swell even further inside of her and increasing my urgency until I peaked and released into her. White hot cum pumped into her as I gasped for breath and she shuddered and came beneath me.

I started to roll to the side, but Alex held me, shifting her leg up between us so that I could lay on my side and she could turn and we could remain joined.

We lay like that until our breathing returned to normal. Alex would continuously squeeze my cock with her anal sphincter so that I never went soft and sooner than I would have thought possible, I was feeling the urge again to take her.

I started thrusting in and out of her, but the angle wasn’t comfortable, so I pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach beside Jennifere who was just starting to rouse. I pushed her arms above her head and also ordered her not to move them.

I then pressed my cock against her rosebud and pressed, her hips rising to press back. In a moment, I was seated fully inside her.

I wormed my arm under her until I could reach her sex, and I began to rub her clit and her sex in alternating rhythm to my thrusting. Soon my hand was drenched with her cum, and she was bucking against me, crying out orgasm after orgasm.

When she was hoarse, I pulled out of her and moved over to Jennifere. I grabbed the washcloth we had used to clean up during the night, and when I was sure I was clean, I grabbed her legs and tilted them up until her rosebud was visible to me.

As soon as she realized what I was going to do, she cried out, “Yes, thank you, me too!” and I pressed into her ass in one long smooth stroke.

Her ass was tight and hot, and she clamped down so hard on me that I didn’t think I could move inside her. But I did manage to rock back and forth and in just a couple of minutes, we were both crying out our climax.

And then I finally rolled to the side and closed my eyes and let sleep retake me.

When I awoke sometime later, I expected the women to be out of bed and moving around the room. However, they were exactly as I had left them.

It was a bit eerie, because they were in fact, in exactly the same position. Alex was still lying on her stomach with her arms above her head, and Jennifere was still on her back with her arms above her head.

While they had both moved their legs around a little, they were lying side by side and talking to each other. But when they felt me move, they stopped immediately.

“Why are you guys still in bed?” I asked. “I figured you would be attacking the breakfast buffet that I can smell outside the door.”

“Well, um, that is what we were just discussing,” Alex answered quietly. “I don’t want to upset you, but I think you have had some changes occur in the time you were away.”

“What do you mean?”

Jennifere spoke up then, “What she is trying to say is that when you ordered us not to move our arms, it seems that we really can’t move our arms.”

“Seriously?” I asked, incredulously, as I reached over and grabbed her arm, lifting it easily and moving it all around. “See, your arm moves just fine.”

But then I started to freak out when her arm went back to the exact same position it had been previously. I don’t mean that it went back to the same general area. I mean it matched the wrinkles in the sheets exactly, as if I hadn’t moved it at all.

I started to feel the blackness creeping in again. I did have the sense about me to mutter to the girls that they were free to move again before images of being strapped down on a black table came rushing back to me. A feeling of terrible pain in my head grew accompanied by a blinding light in my eyes.

And then I heard this noise, this terrible screeching noise, that somehow I was beginning to understand meant that I needed to concentrate on the light for just a few seconds more and the pain would be over.

But all this was too much, and I felt the world slipping away again, and despite Alex and Jennifere talking to me and shaking me, I let the world fade to black so that the awful pain in my head would go away.

Sometime later, I woke to the sight of the same doctor from a couple of days ago standing over me. I took a moment to notice her this time, rather than just her professional demeanor, and she was an attractive woman in her mid-thirties with black hair and porcelain skin that suggested some Asian ancestry. Her eyes were a lovely light brown but mostly hidden behind a stylish pair of glasses.

Whereas the last time I had seen her she had been dressed somewhat casually, today she was definitely in work attire. She wore puke green scrubs beneath a white lab coat and her hair was done up in a utilitarian bun.

She was listening to my heart and looking at a heart monitor when I opened my eyes.

“So my patient is alive after all,” she said softly. “How do you feel?”

“Like I just got hit in the head with a baseball bat.”

“Can you tell me what set off this episode?” she asked, trying to hide a smirk.

“It seems I was reliving, or recalling, a memory of what happened when I was on the spaceship. I was in a tremendous amount of pain and the pain felt real to me again here, and then I passed out.”

“How is your vision?” she asked, and I noticed that her voice was trembling.

“My vision is fine, my speech seems to be fine and I can move all my extremities,” I said. Unfortunately, I let some of my frustration leak out into my voice as I spoke and she recoiled as if I were about to hit her.

“Of course, Sir. I’m sorry to bother you. Your friends, or uh, assistants, were concerned when you passed out again and called me to check on you again.”

I took a deep breath.

“No, I’m sorry, Doctor, um, I don’t know your name, but nevertheless, please continue with your exam. It has just been a trying few days not knowing what happened and losing three years of my life, and now strange things are going on around me. It is all a little much to take in all at once.”

“I’m Dr. Greywell, Susan Greywell. And I can’t imagine, Sir,” she replied, tentatively stepping forward again. “I’d just like to do an eye exam if you don’t mind?”

I agreed and for the next several minutes she performed a very thorough exam on me, hampered only by the fact that when she asked me to stand, I realized I was still naked under the sheet and it was probably still obvious that we had been engaging in sex.

But being a professional, she had prepared for this and handed me a towel to wrap around my torso and she turned her back as I stood to give me at least a modicum of privacy. She then gave me a thorough neurological exam, including some tests that I am pretty sure she made up on the spot just to get me in some compromising positions.

When we were done, she had me sit down on the side of the bed again.

“I can’t seem to find anything wrong with you, yet again. I still suspect that what is happening is that your memory is coming back in bits and pieces and some of the things that happened to you were either traumatic or emotional or both and so they bring a physical reaction when you experience them.” She paused and seemed to think for a moment.

“I could recommend that you come down and have an MRI just to be sure we aren’t missing anything, and just to make sure that nothing has changed in your brain that we need to be aware of, but I also fear for your safety and freedom if I were to find something.”

“What do you mean?” I asked rather naively.

“Well, I suppose that if we found your brain had been changed or something had been implanted in your brain, the government could try to detain you to study those changes. I wouldn’t want to be a party to you losing your freedom.” She answered softly.

I nodded as the repercussions hit me. She had clearly figured out that I had some abilities from the way the girls had been acting around me, perhaps they had even told her what happened before I had blacked out.

“I suppose Alex and Jennifere told you what happened that led up to my blacking-out episode this time?” I asked.

She nodded. “They were a bit frightened, but also extremely protective and threatened me with severe bodily harm if I revealed your secret to anyone.”

She paused and looked me square in the eyes. “I should probably be afraid of you if what they say is true, but given what you have done, I don’t think I have any reason to be afraid of you. Of them, I am most certainly afraid, and with good reason I suspect!”

“But is it true? That is what you want to know, isn’t it?” I asked quietly.

She blushed and nodded.

“But how can I prove it to you, because now you are suggestible, and making you do something distasteful to you is rather abhorrent to me?”

I thought about it for a few minutes and then decided on the following.

“This will be a good test for both you and me, I think. I want you to become increasingly horny when you leave this room. You will not be able to find relief until you return tomorrow. In the meantime, you are going to go buy some sexy lingerie and wear that under some very nice clothes when you return to check on me tomorrow. When I touch you, you will have the biggest orgasm you have ever had.”