Teach Me to Fight!
Copyright© 2025 by Allan Joyal
Chapter 7: Briefings and Benefits
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 7: Briefings and Benefits - The announcement of the coming of the Sa'arm appeared to break Jason Charles wife. She went from being his partner and fellow teacher to a screaming harridan who insisted that her qualifying score had made her a perfect catch for the right man. Jason's refusal to buckle under her increasingly dictatorial rule had sent him to the guest room and park to hide from her tantrums. But then he was sitting in a gym at a Basketball Camp and space marines showed up. Adventure awaited.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Fa/ft Consensual Romantic Science Fiction Harem Exhibitionism First Facial Teacher/Student
I was about to respond with the AI called out. “There will be a briefing for new citizens in the third briefing group in the cafeteria on floor C. If you are hearing this, you must attend. Bringing your concubines is not required, but is recommended.”
I shrugged as Vicki stepped back and pulled her panties back on. While she was bent over, I noticed her bare feet and had a thought. “I don’t think any of you would be comfortable in high heels right now, but expect to start wearing them all the time soon. AI, can you make some kind of house slippers for the girls so they aren’t putting bare soles on the decks.”
I looked over at the table, but a moment later a panel opened up near the door and a cascade of slippers tumbled to the floor. The girls gave a cheer and dashed over, each selecting a pair to put on. The slippers were heelless and I’m sure the girls could have just flipped them into position with their feet, but each one seemed to need to turn her back to me before bending over to carefully line up the slippers and step into them. I whistled as I walked to the door.
“Very nice ladies. You’ve convinced me that you know you are sexy,” I said. “Now if the AI will tell us where to go.”
“Return back to the center hub,” the AI said. “The door to the conference room is just past the elevator that brought you to this floor.”
“Well, my potsie-wotsie-wotsies?” I said offering what I assumed was a ludicrous leer as the door opened.
“Your what?” Elayne said as Vicki and Buffy dashed past me giggling.
I just smiled. “I’ll have to see if this place can play old movies. The movie that line came from is rather hit and miss, but some of the humor is timeless.”
All of the girls had passed me when I finally left the pod. Once outside I put my right arm around Lisa and pulled her close before starting forward. I saw a momentary look of dismay on the faces of the others. However, before I had to say anything Vicki nodded.
“You’re right,” she said. “Lisa needs you the most for this. But you owe the rest of us.”
I smiled as we reached the main passageway and turned towards the hub. “I already owe you my heart, my love and my honor. There is nothing more I can give you.”
Lisa gave me a gentle squeeze. “Oh, I think ten or fifteen orgasms each will be a good down payment.”
The chorus of cheers from the rest of my girls made it clear that her suggestion had won universal approval and each my girls came back to offer her cheek for a quick kiss as we traveled down the hall.
As we approached the room, I noticed an increasing number of people walking in the halls. Each group appeared to be a single sponsor with one or more concubines. In most cases only the sponsor was dressed although some concubines were wearing shifts. I did notice an absence of children. However, the fact that some sponsors had only one concubine with them made me realize that an instruction to leave children in the pod had been given to groups with children.
When we finally arrived at the room, Buffy and Vicki stopped at the entrance for a moment in shock. I followed up and quickly discovered what the problem was. My expectation had been that we would be attending the briefing in an auditorium. This room was set up as a cafeteria. I nudged them into the room and then guided them to the side so we could talk.
“Interesting, but I’m sure everyone is a bit hungry. The pickup occurred before the meal could start,” I observed. “How about this. Kukiko has been the quiet one and I’m sure she’s going to have to adjust a bit to a different cultural outlook from the rest of us. Kiko, why don’t you choose what we eat today?”
Kukiko looked at me, her eyes filled with wonder. She gathered herself quickly and then looked over at Buffy and Vicki. “Can I take them with me? I can’t carry everything by myself.”
I nodded. “Take them and bring the food to that table,” I said as I pointed to an empty table in the left half of the room.
The trio dashed over to the right wall where there was a queue of people waiting to use the replicators. I led Elayne and Lisa to the table and sat down, making sure that I had a clear view of the center of the room. I had noticed that there was a cleared circle there and had a suspicion that the briefing would start from there.
Lisa sat next to me and immediately moved so my right arm wrapped around her shoulders. She turned her face into my chest and shivered slightly. Elayne had been about to sit on my left, but stepped around to sit next to Lisa and put her own arm around the woman. “Should I take her back to the pod?” she asked me.
Lisa shook her head into my chest and then relaxed enough to turn her head and speak. “No. Please. I want to be with all of you. It’s just hard. At work my face earns me cries of horror or really nasty remarks from some of the men.”
I sighed. “This is going to be hard on you.” I gave her a pat I hoped was reassuring while I craned my neck and tried to spot Kukiko and the others. The crowd of people was still pouring in and passing between the replicators and me. This kept me distracted although at one point I thought I glimpsed Vicki’s sky blue lingerie when a hand waved in front of my face.
I turned to look to find the businesswoman, who had made the special pickup after the marines had finished off the terrorists, sitting across from me. She had changed her outfit to a standard uniform and had two teenage girls as well as a man of about twenty sitting with her. Each one had a tray of food in front of them. She smiled at my gaze. “I asked why you aren’t eating.”
I smiled. “My concubines are getting the food.”
“They are?” the woman asked looking at Lisa and Elayne. “How many do you have?”
“I was supposed to get four, but there was an attack during the pickup and I dashed through the teleport portal with five women. I don’t know why, but I was told I could keep all five.”
The woman laughed. “Don’t be too surprised. The AIs do try to limit the number of people who scored less than six point five from leaving Earth, but once a person is in space the AIs just want to be sure someone is taking responsibility for them.”
“What do you mean?” I asked,
“It’s simple. Well, simple once you learn a bit about how the AI units work. When the Confederacy first realized that the Sa’arm would be a problem they also realized they weren’t really capable of putting up a fight, so they looked for a sentient race that would. What most people don’t realize is that humanity was not their first choice.”
“We weren’t?” Elayne said with a gasp. Just then Kukiko came back leading Buffy and Vicki. Kukiko and Buffy were carrying large trays filled with an assortment of sushi while Vicki had a tray with a series of glasses. Kukiko and Buffy started by putting the trays in front of me. Then Kukiko began passing glasses forward.
I was surprised to find three glasses in front of me. One was clearly water and a second held orange juice. The third was clearly a wine glass and had a pale bubbling liquid that looked like champagne.
The woman across from me frowned. “The alcohol won’t taste good. No one is quite sure why, but the stuff that comes from replicators tastes horrible most of the time. It does work if you want to get drunk though.”
I smiled and held up the glass. It looked like it had only a single swallow in it and I looked at Kukiko. “A toast?”
She nodded. “I know that being sentimental about this moment will seem wrong to many people, but after our talk earlier I’m hoping things work out. I thought a toast might...”
Her voice trailed off and it was clear she was not sure of how to say it. I smiled and lifted the glass. “Well then, how about to the interesting start we’ve had to forming a household. May our lives be filled with caring and cuddling.”
Lisa giggled and grabbed her glass quickly lifting it to touch mine. “Aye, I’ll drink to that. Especially all the cuddling I’ve already received from all of you.”
The others quickly picked up their own glasses and touched each other’s and mine before we all downed the champagne. The woman had not been lying about the taste and I noticed all of my girls grimacing as they swallowed. The woman just smiled.
“Like I said, the alcohol we get from the replicators is nasty. Next time try the sparkling cider. Although looking at the ages of your concubines, they probably shouldn’t be drinking anyways,” she said.
I nodded. “Oh, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Jason Charles, citizen. Would you like to meet my ladies?”
The woman smiled. “I could, but it would be unfair since not all of my concubines are here. I’m Jennifer Gates. Please call me Jen, I’m trying to move past a bad episode in my life.”
I looked at her. “I remember the announcement was you got to select seven new ones. Where are they?”
Jennifer shrugged. “It’s a bit hard to sit in a briefing with that many. Two are with my cousin Tom,” she said pointing across the room at a young brown-haired man wearing the standard Confed uniform. I recognized him as one of the two men who had been standing to the side while Jen had been selecting her new concubines in the hold. “Both of his concubines have been through this before and are nursing newborns so he offered to help. My other two new girls are with Daniel, my one holdover male concubine.” This time Jennifer pointed to the table closest to the exit where a man wearing a loincloth was sitting between two girls wearing shifts. The girls had the bronzed skin and dark hair I remembered from the Brazilian basketball team.
I nodded. “I guess that makes sense. You have eight concubines then?”
Jennifer shook he head. “No. I have nine. Chastity has been through the briefing before and wanted to relax in the pod. I think she’s still celebrating the fact that I got transferred.”
I wanted to say more, but Kukiko took that moment to feed me a piece of the sushi. This was something I had never tried before and I was surprised by how tasty the small piece of raw fish with rice proved to be. The rest of my harem noticed, because for the next several minutes they kept offering me different pieces and giggling. Jen smiled and continued her own eating, occasionally pausing to whisper something to her concubines.
A short time later, a smiling Elayne snatched the last piece of sushi. When she noticed the rest of us look at her she shrugged. “I had the most exercise earlier. I get the last piece.”
The comment caused Kukiko to burst into giggles. Vicki and Buffy merely glanced at each other and said in unison. “We’ll torture her with tickles later.”
I snorted and turned to the two ex-cheerleaders to say something when the lights in the room flickered. Like magic all conversation in the room paused and then a voice rang out.
“If you’ll be quiet, we’ll begin. And you don’t have to worry about the lights. This is my third briefing on this trip and after the first two I remembered that flickering the lights is a bit more effective at getting attention than me trying to call for it.”
With that a man walked into the room. He looked about forty, with graying hair, but otherwise quite healthy and was wearing a short-sleeved version of the Confed uniform. A young woman of about twenty, who waved happily to Jen and then Tom as she entered, followed him. I quickly recognized the woman as the one who had been with Jen when she was selecting people earlier.
However, it was the man who spoke first once the duo reached the middle of the room. “I know most of you are either tired or confused and want to get this over with quickly, but over time we’ve learned that some things are best communicated in a large session like this. My name is Lieutenant Bradshaw and I’m one of the Fleet Auxiliary officers on the Princess Victoria. It is my duty for now to tell you about how much your lives have changed. There will be one change to this though. Lieutenant Linda Jackson here is an Internal Affairs officer and she’s accepted the duty of explaining some of the rules to everyone.”
The woman stepped up blushing slightly, there was a smattering of applause, but it stopped when she held up her hand. “Thank you, but this isn’t time for that. I’m nervous enough as it is since this is the first time I’ve ever briefed others. I guess I’ll start with some of the simple parts. Like Lieutenant Bradshaw said, I work in Internal Affairs. This department is kind of the special police. They are tasked with watching over the workings of the human part of the Confederacy and watching for problems. You’ll find that in most cases military discipline and regulations apply, but sometimes it’s not enough.”
She smiled. “And I’m sure that most of you are a bit surprised to hear that military rules do apply. Now different base and planetary commanders can and do adjust the rules to unique conditions, but the basics remain the same. All citizens of the Confederation are also considered to be in the military and there is a rather basic code of justice you need to follow. However, if you concentrate on obeying the orders you are given, not stealing from your fellow soldiers and officers, and doing your best when called on, you will be fine.”
She then turned to look around the room. “But that’s not the primary reason I’m handling part of this briefing. One area where the stories on Earth seem to leave a lot of confusion is concubines.”
I could hear a number of people muttering, but Linda just turned to stare at the loudest mutterers until they quieted back down. Once they finished, she continued.
“Most of you have heard the basic stories about concubines. Yes, they are property as far as Confed law is concerned, but it goes a bit deeper than that. The alien races that approached humans were very worried about how aggressive we are and wanted to be sure we wouldn’t turn on them. The CAP scoring has many purposes, but part was to try to guarantee that the humans leaving Earth would be loyal citizens of the Confederation. When that was first presented to the leaders of Earth, they refused the deal. Eventually a compromise was reached. At far as the Confederation is concerned, the only sentient humans are those with a CAP of six point five or higher. And while some AI units will respond to a concubine if they have received instructions to do so from the concubine’s owner or a human holding command rank, many will always ignore concubines.”
I could see some concubines looking worried, but the woman continued. “And that carries over. Concubines, you are the property of the citizen who accepted you, and the AI units will enforce that. You will only leave this ship with your sponsor and will remain behind if they leave the ship permanently or die unless another sponsor takes responsibility for you. Citizens, you are allowed to give your concubines to another in a will, so that they have someone to take then in should you die, some flag officers will require this. Concubines, once your owner settles on a planet, you will not leave the surface of that planet unless they do, or you are given to another citizen who takes you from the planet. I’m sorry, but you’ll find your ability to move around severely restricted.”
Lisa whispered into my ear. “Why would I want to go? My owner has promised to make me happy.”
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