Trippin With the Valentines
Copyright© 2025 by Zefram
Chapter 7
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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.
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 Harem White Male White Female Oriental Female Anal Sex First Lactation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Slow
We had fallen asleep for an hour. I woke up hungry, and to the faint sound of messages piling up on my iPhone. Slipping out from under Maggie, I got up, pulled my pants on, then checked my phone. More client troubles. My dad had done more to help my company than I had ever given him credit for. Now I really needed a manager. I was getting over my head.
Yes, I am a computer nerd too! My dad had set me up with a cybersecurity business when I was only ten years old. I found white-hat hacking amusing, and it could pay well. I had a handful of small, secretive clients who had no idea I was just a kid. My father had set me up with a small business package and shell company protections. I looked quite legitimate and had accumulated significant profits over the last few years with only some undemanding hours others might have wasted on video games. I wondered if the file Maggie and Molly had seen included that part of my life. But now ... the thought crossed my mind to wind the company down.
Maggie had awakened and appeared to be texting back and forth on her cell phone. She looked across at me. “Molly is going to stop by in a bit if that is okay?”
“Of course, let’s go make some lunch too; I’m hungry!”
“Now to find my clothes,” Maggie muttered as she rose.
“No need ... bra and panties only!” Grinning, I waited for her reaction.
“Z!”
“Hey, she has seen you in less, right?”
“Of course, but...”
“And you are going to tell her about our ... activities?”
Maggie blushed, embarrassment spreading across her chest and neck. “Umm, I just did.”
“So you have said I need to control you. Actually, both of you?”
She grumbled, but caught herself, pulling her bralette down and whispered, “Yes, sir.”
And there was that little voice in my head:
See, I told you she would obey!
I hid my triumph as I put on my shirt, surprised at myself for being so controlling. Dick hardened at the thought of her being almost naked in front of her twin sister. We walked downstairs, my eyes and hands traveling over her body as we made our way to the kitchen. “It is a little late for breakfast, but how about strawberry cheesecake pancakes ... or I could grill some steaks?”
Maggie looked at me as if I had lost my mind. “Uh, I figured cereal?”
“Come on, you know I can cook. Let’s be a little more ambitious.”
“Pancakes do sound good.”
I dug out the juicer, a knife and a bag of oranges. “Here, you can make the OJ while I do the pancakes.”
While I worked quickly on the pancakes, Maggie stood there with a knife in hand, looking overwhelmed. Beautiful, sexy, but out of her element. Eventually I got her going. She juiced as I created the pancakes, chopped some fresh strawberries and made the cheesecake filling. It all came together quickly as I heard the knock on the door. I realized the door was unlocked, so I shouted, “Come in!”
If it weren’t Molly, this could be interesting.
Molly walked around the corner and screamed, “Ohhh Maggie, I love it!” Molly was actually wearing jeans, tennis shoes and a modest top. A bit of a role reversal between the twins.
I turned to watch Maggie carrying the pitcher of OJ to the table, glimpsing fast-growing redness on her mostly exposed chest. My girlfriend set the pitcher down and went back to grab glasses from the cabinet, then quickly placed the glasses on the table and flopped her body on a chair. Maggie covered her chest with both hands, hiding the hard, erect nipples poking through the bralette material.
I grinned broadly, Molly laughed maniacally, both of us enjoying Maggie’s embarrassment. Molly got herself under control eventually, only smirking now and saying, “Well, this is an unexpected pleasure. Z has tamed the Spooky one!”
Maggie stuck out her tongue, then managed a small laugh, shaking her head. I spun around with two perfect plates of strawberry and cream covered pancakes and set them in front of the girls. Grabbed my plate and sat down.
Molly shifted her plate around and marveled at the artistry while Maggie dug in. Both made moans about the amazing pancakes. Then we talked as we ate. Maggie’s discomfort at being almost naked at the table eased. I asked Molly if she had a boyfriend or had one in the past. She shook her head no as she stuffed pancakes in. Maggie also claimed never to have had a boyfriend before.
“How is it possible that the two hottest girls in Oregon, sixteen years of age, have never had a boyfriend?”
Molly swallowed slowly, took a drink of her orange juice, joined eyes with her twin and said, “We were waiting for you.”
“We?” I asked.
Maggie responded, “Yes, we ... we have been waiting since we were first told of you, years ago. As we have talked about, you are our future. We just have to be absolutely quiet about it.”
“Quiet about Maggie and me, or us as a threesome?” I winked.
“Hey!” yelled Molly as she pointed her fork at me.
Maggie jumped in. “By quiet I meant anything related to our powers, or the Society.”
“Is Beaverton ready for us to be a threesome?” Molly asked. “Oh, the scandal!”
“I’m willing to find out!” I offered.
The twins both looked at me and grinned.
I looked from one twin to the other. “Maggie will always rank first in our relationship?”
Molly’s eyes widened. “Two loaded words you just spoke, Z. Rank and First. Rank is a complex topic in the Society, and especially among Siblings. Siblings living under a Brother’s roof are constantly jockeying for higher rank. With it comes social power in the household and outside of it too.”
“Hmm, like how dogs rank naturally in a household?” I asked.
The twins both laughed. Maggie said, “Siblings are not dogs, but, ya know ... you are accurate.”
Mollie continued, “Being a Brother’s First carries a great deal of rank. But being a Brother’s crested Sibling is more important. That means we will be only yours. We both want to become your crested Siblings. And equal in rank.”
“And First?”
Maggie spoke, “I may be your First. But there is also a training component. Your mother may want to be your First.”
Incredulously, I responded. “My Mother! You are talking about sex? Not my kink!”
Molly cut in, “She has a great deal of experience in the Society. Maggie and I have little practical knowledge. She would be a formidable trainer. And the sex ... well ... it would not be unusual in the Society.”
Maggie immediately cut in. “But also, there would be negatives in having her as a trainer. She has a goal of indoctrinating Molly and me. Some of it is mind control.” Both twins made faces of disgust.
“How did you learn so much? From your parents? Shouldn’t I be learning all this from Brothers?”
“You need to meet Brothers. This situation is unique, though. I expect you will meet Brothers soon. Or maybe you have already met a few and don’t even know it. But in training, can you imagine why one dominant would not train another dominant?”
I nodded slowly, thinking of the shitshow that would naturally arise.
I pushed my chair back and questioned what I saw in the shifting sands. “You have told me I have been too nice. That I need to control you both? How does that work now, before we are in the Society?”
Molly smiled. “In private, you own us. In public, we can still be normal teenagers.”
“Teenagers who like sex,” Maggie added.
Molly spoke up. “We just need to be mindful ... the Society rules have taken a hard and violent shift to demand that consent cannot occur before the age of eighteen. And no grooming before the age of consent. Many died refusing to reject having sex with sixteen-year-olds, or fifteen, or fourteen-year-olds. We were born into this as the long-lived purge was underway. Today, our parents never would have told us about our history and future.”
Maggie added, “But we are outside our community. We can have all the sex we want, as we are near the same age. Most of the world has so-called ‘Romeo & Juliet’ laws. As does Oregon. Where if we are very close in age ... we get a free pass. Hmm, boinking Molly, though, would hurt our reputation. So ... not to be too obvious in public.”
“And then within the Society, when we are eighteen, it is expected that we will be a threesome. With you controlling the big, bad, powerful twins. Yet, some will fear the power of the three of us together because of our Bloodlines. The power we might wield. Imagine if we had the power to transform matter. Create a virus that could kill people worldwide. People can imagine so many horror scenarios. On the other hand, many on the council see us as the future of the Society. Either way, we are going to be controversial.”
I nodded again, then asked, “Bloodlines?”
“Genetics, eugenics ... what our combined powers could be if our powers manifest,” Maggie elaborated.
“We need to be careful. But you are in control. We will not deny you.” Said Molly.
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