Trippin With the Valentines
Copyright© 2025 by Zefram
Chapter 9
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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
“Hi, this is Doris... {long pause} ... oh yes, already! I have been working absolutely crazy hours and have barely even seen Z since moving to Oregon... {long pause} ... sounds like he has decided... {long pause} ... I’ll talk to him tonight... {long pause} ... lets pull them out of school the next few days, call it a bad communicable virus, I will write them notes ... we will talk tomorrow.”
I rarely eavesdrop, but my mom finally came home Sunday evening while I was still awake. I was pulling out some old debris from under the seat in the truck after parking in the garage. As she pulled in and was exiting her Mercedes, her phone rang. I stayed quiet. Interesting. The cat is out of the bag.
I came into the house and saw her flipping through mail in the kitchen, while on her phone again. I went upstairs into my room, leaving the door open. Sitting at my computer, I dealt with more side-business emails.
My mom walked in after another 15 minutes. “Let’s open every window in the house; it smells like sex. I got the downstairs already.” I shrugged and opened my two windows, then moved on to other rooms before coming back and sitting again. My beautiful late thirties something mom looked exhausted. She had pulled her red hair back into a bun, and her green eyes weren’t as bright as usual. I always thought the brown specks in her eyes added depth, but right now, her eyes looked just dull. Her whole body and demeanor looked all her age.
The flaming red dye for Molly popped into my brain. Oh, hell no! That better not have been a subconscious mommy thing. I also surprised myself that I was not worried about her ‘smells like sex’ comment or any repercussions. Instead, I was quite at ease. So I just stared at my mom with a neutral expression.
She began, “Ok, James Zefram Cochran (ohhh, she is using her mom words and voice), we can dance around and around to see what you know, and what I know, or ... I can tell you most everything you need to know. I’ll answer your questions to the best I can. But then, you need to tell me what you know and answer my questions.”
“Seems fair ... if you go first.”
“I’m fairly certain the twins have told you some things. And held back on others. They, and especially their parents, are terrified. And with good reason. I am less afraid of what they fear. But there are other monsters out there they don’t even know about.”
I nodded cautiously.
“First, I want you to know why you have been kept in the dark for so long. Your dad, your biological father, and I all agreed that we wanted to give you the choice of being in this life, or just living a normal life. Kids should be able to be kids. Young adults even. So, ignorance can be bliss. But once you decide to join, it is forever. Secrecy demands it. And is enforced.”
“Let me pause a moment, and ask ... do you truly want to know about the Society and join? Have you decided to take full responsibility for the twins?”
“Yes, they are mine, my responsibility.”
“Good, so that unlocks what you need to know. Here you are, still just 16 years old and making life decisions. They are the hottest girls you have ever met. And intelligent, fascinated with what might seem as their superpowers. But this isn’t a high school crush. The three of you will be bound together. Again, I ask, are you completely sure?”
I nodded again, then said, “Yes.”
Mom wiped a couple of tears from her eyes, smearing her minimal eye shadow. “I’ll start from the beginning, but simplify and skim. If you have questions, you can stop me, but we have much to cover.”
“The beginning is in ancient Greece. Even in ancient societies, mediocre men were enemies of the exceptional. I use the term men not only as male. A society developed to protect the exceptional from the mediocre. To protect the advancements of civilization from those who would tear it down. Our society was born of this and has continued to strengthen over the centuries. Secrecy was always vital. Other beliefs and rules developed. Sometimes peacefully, but many times violently. Purges occurred to protect the Society and its members. One nasty one is recent, but years long, and just now resolving.”
“Back to the Society, the members are called Brothers. There are female Brothers. At a point in time, long, long ago, a group serving the brothers was added. They are called Siblings. Outsiders looking in, if they could, would call Brothers / Siblings as Dominants / Submissives. But this is accurate only in a narrow view. The reality is much more complex. And different for each member. But yeah, sexual roles have always been important since Siblings began. Brothers are leaders, creators, with a high degree of control. Siblings are highly successful in their fields. But mostly they do not want to be in control. Brothers and Siblings are family. The Society is a family. That is a primary reason for membership for many or most siblings.”
I half-raised my hand. “So, of the billions of people in the world, how big is this Society? And are you a Brother or Sibling?”
“Under 2,000 Brothers, under 18,000 Siblings. A very, very exclusive Society. I am a Sibling, both your dads are Brothers.”
“Or was in my dad’s case.”
“Yes, or was.”
“How in the world did you become a member? The odds are ridiculously low.”
“I was born into it as a Bloodline. Even then, I had a choice, but way too young. Which we will get into later. The Society was originally based in Europe and transitioned to being America-centered later.”
“So ... well ... as good a time as ever to veer towards Bloodlines. The original ten Siblings who pledged themselves to the Brothers became the source of the Bloodlines, their descendants continued on in the Society. Six bloodlines have survived. Two Bloodlines have recently revived themselves from near extinction.
“I am descended from the Alexander Bloodline. Over the centuries, the bloodlines were improved through breeding. There is a lot of controversy with this practice, as you can imagine. One Bloodline thought to be extinct was the Ekaterina. They never bred this Bloodline. Your biological father was discovered to be Ekaterina. He is only the third Bloodline Brother in history. You will be the fourth. Some think that you are a reborn member of a previously extinct line. It is interesting that you look neither like your father nor me. But you have his athletic ability and my intelligence. And perhaps more gifts.”
“The twins are also a product of two Bloodlines ... Constancia and Ian. Their mother was the most gifted human being I have ever met. Scary in her abilities. Iane could enter minds. Manipulate with her pheromones. She got pregnant during her escape to Australia. Combining with a Constancia Sibling. It was a scandal. The council had promised her to someone else. Their ‘relationship’ did not last. She gave the twins up for adoption to a Sibling family in Australia. The adoptive family came to the US when they were toddlers. The twins have been monitored with growing concern.”
“And here is where you may be vital to the continued development ... and ... errr ... health of the twins. I saw with my own eyes that your biological father could completely override the abilities of the twins’ mother. He was the only Brother who could. If you joined the Society and are responsible for the twins, we hope you can do the same. The parents of the twins were encouraged after what they surmised from recent events. Believe it or not, they were encouraged by their daughters coming home with bloody noses and cut lips.”
“I did not touch them.”
“We assumed. All the better. Showing you have some mental abilities.”
I nodded yet again. “They attacked me. Tried to kill me.”
“I doubt they really wanted to kill you. More like they wanted to see if they could control you.”
I nodded and added, “They lost.”
“The ability of the twins to enter people’s minds. They could run rampant if not indoctrinated Siblings. And ... this is harder to visualize but ... do you see scientific truths/reality as discovered, or sometimes created?”
I thought and replied, “Scientists discover scientific truths, like physical laws.”
Mom nodded, “Very mainstream of you. But on the fringes, some smart people think reality can be changed, or bent. Hell, your dad thought minds could change reality. He once had me read a book, ’The Crack in the Cosmic Egg’. Hokum? Maybe, probably. But can the twins bend reality someday?”
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