Trippin With the Valentines
Copyright© 2025 by Zefram
Chapter 32
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 32 - Inspired by the world created in ElSol’s The Master’s Ring, begins my story set 19 years later. The great purge is ending. A new generation is growing towards adulthood. Since ElSol proclaimed he would never finish his masterpiece, I am striving to expand his world with my own science fiction spin(respectfully). This is absolutely not a sequel, just my reimagining of ElSol's world I so enjoyed. Chapter lengths vary widely. This is intended to be a long continuing story. Only posted here on SOL.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual Mind Control Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Sports Science Fiction Paranormal Incest Mother Son Sister BDSM DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Oriental Female Anal Sex First Lactation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Slow
Hanna Begins...
“Tits out! Oh, fuck yeah!!!” Hanna stripped her top off as we drove north on I-5 back to Beaverton. I had tinted the windows of my truck so no one could easily see in, but geez, Hanna was channeling high-energy manic craziness that would have left me wondering about a bipolar diagnosis.
But no, this was Hanna feeling sub-frenzy. Plus the crazy freedom of a young woman reaching the age of majority after being far too sheltered. And perversely allowed total freedom in the virtual BDSM worlds. Nate, what have you done to me?
It would have been so much better if Hanna had been allowed a little more freedom, a little more at a time. But here we were. Hanna slid over and cuddled me, now wearing only a short black skirt. Nearly black, dark brown eyes stared up at me lovingly. Erect nipples proudly on B-cup breasts. Almost pale, creamy skin, whiter than I would have expected on a Japanese woman.
Just the two of us on a Monday evening returning from Eugene. Light rain fell as dusk turned to evening. Doris Alex was staying in San Francisco with Teresa. Maggie and Molly were driving back in their Avalon, just in front of us. I had the twins spend another two more nights with their parents. Hanna and I would have some alone time, and the Valentine family would continue to rebuild their relationships.
“How much longer will we stay in Beaverton before moving to Eugene?”
“We have several more days of school, two weeks of vacation, then maybe transition down there. Depends on how disruptive the construction will be.”
Hanna asked for my black ring. After handing it to her, she compared it to the white ring she had received yesterday. “My ring is so wide, I can almost not bend my knuckle.”
“Sibling rings are oversized for a woman’s hand. I imagine it is so Siblings are more easily recognized. Women wear lots of rings, but the wide, white ring is distinctive.”
“I only ever want you, Master.” Rolling my ring around her fingers, she whispered, “The protector of Siblings.”
“That is wrong, Hanna.”
“Every Brother is a protector of Siblings. You will drive or fly to any brother’s house, confident that they will take you in and care for you. The Brotherhood lost its way once, but they have removed the cancer. The abusers are gone.”
“Never completely, Z.”
“That is true; mistakes will always occur, but the Brotherhood rarely makes them now, and they will handle mistakes decisively and quickly.”
“You believe that, Z?”
“I absolutely do, and so do you, otherwise you would not have accepted the white ring. And in a few months, you will do your Brother tour and meet some of the best the Brotherhood offers.”
“But I want to stay only with you.”
“Then I have much work to do. You will not go until you are ready. But you will be ready eventually.”
When Hanna and I got home, we slept through the night. At least I did; just a few days earlier my body had given up, my heart stopped briefly. Every second counted. If Doris Alex had not been there right when it happened, I might not be around today, or at the very least, facing a long recovery. As it was, I just needed sleep.
Although Hanna recognized it, I knew she was wired for play. In the morning, Hanna could resist no longer. I awoke to every man’s dream. Her mouth engulfed my cock; she was resting her head on me and sucking lightly. As I expanded fully and she backed off, to stop from gagging. I reached down and stroked her hair. “Good morning, new Sibling,” I whispered.
She looked up at me and smiled. “Good morning, Brother.”
She was on a mission, and it was not just to provide a morning blow job. Her shoulder shook as she bobbed her head up and down. She had her free hand between her legs, fingers rubbing back and forth. “Just lie there and let me do the work, Brother. We don’t need your heart to beat too fast.”
I really didn’t think that would be a problem anymore, but I was certainly willing to go with it. She slid her body around, swinging a leg over, straddling me. Her hand wrapped around my cock and guided it between her pussy lips. She whined softly, trying to impale herself on my cock. Hanna wiggled up and down, slowly making progress. “Fucking pinch my nipples, please!”
That I could do. I reached up with both hands, tugging and twisting. She progressed sliding up and down on my cock, deeper and deeper and deeper until she bottomed out. Hanna began bouncing up and down enthusiastically ... too enthusiastically. She winced, and I as my cock hit her cervix. Yet she kept doing it, slamming herself down. I abandoned one nipple to slide my fingers around the base of my cock to stop the unnecessary pain. “Slap my tits, slap them hard!”
I released her other nipple and slapped her breasts slowly, turning those beautiful bouncing breasts red. I pulled her down to my body as I lost control, feeling her spasm on my cock as well. After holding her tight for a few minutes, Hanna disengaged and cleaned me off, even though we were heading straight to the shower.
We had an uneventful day at school. I parked next to Maggie and Molly. They had given Mark a ride, and he was a cheerful boy. Mark had calmed down quite a lot; enjoying the friendship of the twins. I was beginning to see Mark realistically as a Sibling someday. Hanna was beaming on my arm as I walked her to class. I told the twins we’d pick them up tomorrow morning for school, and then we’d be back together at my house.
My concern for Hanna began as we returned home alone from school. She stripped and kneeled immediately as we arrived home, and I sat on the couch in the family room.
“Master, may I have your collar, please?”
“Hanna, no, not happening anytime soon.”
“But Doris Alex wears your collar.”
“That is completely different.”
“How is it different?”
“Hanna, I know you are excited to be free and enthusiastic about the Society, but you have much to learn. Look, when Doris Alex and the twins are home tomorrow, we will have a family meeting, and we can talk more.
She kneeled quietly at my feet for a few minutes in silence, then said. “Would you brand me, or tattoo me with your initials?”
“Oh god no! Where are you getting all this from? Did you read about the Allison Mack freaks, or is this all coming from your virtual world’s play? Never mind. I know what you are going to do. Stay here, I’ll be right back.”
I went and found one of Doris Alex’s sexy maid outfits, came back and handed it to Hanna. “Put this on. You are to clean the house, top to bottom. You can start by scrubbing the kitchen floor on your hands and knees.”
“Yes, Master.”
Whole house cleaning would keep her busy after school for at least a couple of days. I got the mail and sat at the roll-top desk and sorted it.
That jailbait girl could get you killed!
Finally, Jason was back. Was that a good thing or bad?
Where the hell have you been?
You are the movie freak, remember Apocalypse Now?
Never saw it
Watch it. That’s where David was and still is. He needs me.
Is he ok?
He’s alive.
Sorry, man, he also found your dad’s plane. No survivors; crashed into a mountainside.
I knew this day would come. My vision narrowed. All I could see was part of the desk in front of me. Blackness everywhere. A full-blown panic attack. My heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest.
Hey man, close your eyes and let me take control of your body for a moment. I have a memory from David that may help.
I let go. Hoping it was a David memory of my dad. It was not. Instead, my left hand pulled a drawer from the roll-top desk out, and my right hand pulled another drawer. My fingers went inside, behind both drawers. My fingers, not under my control, pushed left, up, right, left, then down at the same time in both drawers. I heard a wooden pop and something drop. My hands pulled out, then closed both drawers, opening a third drawer. My hands were again under my control.
This was David’s desk, given to your dad as a present. So David knew how to open the secret compartment. Your dad asked him to open it for you in case ... sorry, man. I’ll leave you alone for now.
The intrigue halted my panic attack ... so thanks, Dad, David, Jason. I looked down into the third drawer; two USB drives and a Trezor One bitcoin wallet had dropped into the drawer from a hidden trapdoor above. Fuck me! More bitcoin! My dad and I had argued about the value of Bitcoin. I was in the camp that it was a scam and its value would be zero someday. My dad thought ten thousand dollars or more per bitcoin was probable. One USB drive had the label ‘my Sibling/Wife’; the other had the label ‘Zefram’. I got my laptop and connected the one for me. The message was brief:
Zefram:
If you are reading this, you know I can’t be there to guide you. I firmly believe destiny has great things in store for you. I hope this helps ease your path. The policyholder has a $5 million term life insurance policy through December 31st, 2020. A matching one for your mother, too. The details are in the attachment.
I know you do not share my belief in Bitcoin, and if you were right, I’m sorry. I cost you $100,000 of your inheritance. But if I were correct, then you are, or shall be, a rich man. Use it wisely and don’t be too quick to sell.
You can trust David. Remember the western movie ‘The Last Hard Men’ we watched together. David is truly the last. He lives by a brutal code, but has honor. He will defend you ... if you deserve it.
Nate, you can trust as well; he will be forever loyal to your mother ... and you.
Please take good care of your mother. I know she had struggles. I hope she can find happiness with your support.
Love Dad
I sat there, just thinking, remembering. Not the most elegant farewell note, but my dad had left nothing unsaid between us. His love was always visible and vocal.
Hanna was lying flat on the kitchen floor, fingers tweaking a nipple and her other hand between her legs. Putting her in the ultra-sexy maid outfit might not have been the optimal choice. After I cleared my throat, she went back to work. Hanna was a cleaning machine throughout the rest of the afternoon. She was throwing herself into cleaning; almost matching her enthusiasm for sex and BDSM ... almost. I checked in on her and then went back to inspect the Bitcoin wallet.
That crazy, crazy bastard (my dad) had sunk $100,000 into Bitcoin very early on. His average price paid was less than a dollar per coin. This was besides some Bitcoin he had insisted I keep from one of my first jobs, and the amount the Brotherhood had gifted me. Maggie has excitedly told me over the last few weeks how much money we have made from our Bitcoin holdings soaring. Wait until she saw how many additional coins we owned.
I thought about the estate we purchased in Eugene. Perhaps we should snap up all the available surrounding land. And an island somewhere.
A text message from Doris Alex, which read ‘Unlock the door, almost home’, snapped me out of my daydreams. This was unexpected. Doris Alex had a scheduled return home from San Francisco for tomorrow. As I opened the door, I could see she had been crying.
I hugged her in the doorway. She bawled and whispered, “They confirmed his death. David found the plane.”
I guided her into the family room and pulled her up into the recliner with me. We were both calmer than I had imagined. But this was not a surprise; we knew it was coming.
“I knew it had happened. Jason just told me.”
“Damn, Jason is back in your mind? David is still on mission, but he broke operational silence to let us know.”
“Yeah, I think Jason is back with David again. He unlocked a compartment on the roll-top desk, and then was gone. There is a message for you on a USB drive.”
“Oh, that desk was originally David’s.”
“Yes, that is why Jason could open it.”
We stood up. I handed Doris Alex the USB drive and told Hanna to stop for today, take a shower and join us in the family room on the couch. Doris made it back first, wearing only one of my dress shirts. “Very brief message. He asked you to take care of me?”
“He did. That worked out well.”
“Imagine, Brother, if he had made it back?”
“He would have understood, and I would have given anything for him to be back with us.” I said.
Tears flowed again from Doris Alex. “Me too.”
“Did he mention Bitcoin in your message?”
“Just the life insurance.”
“We’ll talk about that later. Just know, he not only provided for us, but for our kids, and our kid’s kids.”
Hanna came down, freshly showered and wearing one of my dress shirts from the hamper. We cuddled, Hanna on my left, Doris Alex on my right. We told Hanna the news; Hanna told Doris Alex about her day cleaning.
Doris Alex laughingly said, “Wax on, wax off.”
“Huh?” said Hanna.
“Doris Alex is referencing the Karate Kid movie.”
“I’ve never seen it.” Hanna replied.
“How is that even possible?” I asked.
“Hey, you think just because I’m Japanese I should have seen every random karate movie?”
“Oh, we are so watching it right now!” I said.
“It is a good movie.” Doris Alex said, “and relaxing way to finish tonight. I’ll order pizza.”
“Thanks, Doris Alex. And Hanna? It has a great message. One of the two I am trying to teach you.”
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