Chapter 6

Jim walked into the big communal sex bedroom to find Beverly nursing Julie, each with their fingers in the other’s pussies, and each making happy noises. Jim stepped close to his mother and latched on to her free nipple, causing his mother to gasp with the stimulation and begin a climax. He kept up the suction, and, first moistening his middle finger in his mother’s very wet pussy, then moved it around and inserted it in her ass. Her exclamation of surprise changed into deeper moans as he began to move it around, feeling his sister’s fingers stimulating her pussy from the other side. Both he and Julie drew hard on the milk flowing from her nipples, and beverly flipped back over into a string of orgasms from the multiple deep sensations. Her cries echoed through the room like shots fired from a gun: “Oh! My! God! Yes! Yes! Yes! Aieeeee!”

Her breasts ran dry at just that point, and Julie had trouble removing her fingers from her mother’s clenched pussy. Jim slowly extracted his finger from her anus, and as he did, Beverly relaxed into a slump and he gently lowered her to the giant mattress. “Oh, my loves! That was just wonderful! God, Jim, that was perfect timing!” Jim kissed her, and then moved to the nearby sink on one side of the room to wash his hands. Julie just sucked her mother’s juice from hers and grinned at her mother.

“My relationship with Susan has gotten deeper,” Jim said as he dried his hands on a towel. “Julie, did you change my cum to make women fall in love with me?”

Julie looked confused a moment, and then said “I dunno. Maybe that’s being a good mommy?”

“Well, Susan and Bethany and I have all gotten a lot ... closer, I guess? It’s like I could feel the love between them, and me and them, and us and them, and it feels more ... solid. Like we could build a world on it. It feels incredibly wonderful!”

“And Susan’s needs are changing,” said Mason DeGraves as if he had been part of the conversation all along, walking into the room and startling the others with his abrupt appearance. “Usually, when someone has completed a contract with me, there is very little change. Their sexual needs become permanent. Sometimes I can change how they feel about them, but not the needs themselves. This is fascinating! Susan’s sexual kinks are less rigid now, less locked on shoes and feet and being photographed. I suspect she’ll always find a thrill in them, but she is now much less fixated on them.”

DeGraves looked at Julie, and said, “You little minx! You’ve done something that has never happened before. I wonder exactly what, and how? It will be interesting to find the answers to those questions. We will have to pay attention to what may come of this.”

“Is this a bad thing? It doesn’t feel like a bad thing!” said Jim.

“I don’t know, Jim,” said DeGraves. “It could just be the ramifications of the changes she made in the two of you as part of her ‘good mommy’ desires. A ‘good mommy’ wants the best for her babies, and that could include a loving family and especially a loving father. You, your sister and your mother are already a loving family, and then Bethany became a part of that, and now Susan is becoming so.” He turned to Beverly. “How do you feel about Susan?”

“Oh, I love her, she’s always been ... Oh, my goodness! She was Julie’s friend, and that was great, I was glad they were friends, but now I could just cuddle her to my bosom! Wait, I didn’t mean that sexually, although I could, I meant I ... I love her like family, like a daughter, like a lover, like a ... I can’t even figure out exactly when that changed!”

“Interesting. This is love, not lust, yes?” asked DeGraves.

“Well, there’s lust there, of course, I mean, we’re all a lusty bunch now, but now there is love.” replied Beverly.

“And her mother, Terri, how do you feel about her?” asked DeGraves.

“Oh, she’s nice, I like her, sex with her is fun. I mean, there’s definitely lust, but not like with Susan or Bethany or Jim,” replied Beverly.

“But not like a ‘lover’ or sister or family?” probed DeGraves.

“Um ... no,” admitted Beverly.

“You’ve had sex with Terri more often than Susan, yes?”

“Well, yes, I mean Susan was often involved with her mother or Bethany, and ... Julie and I, we kind of included her in our play, and...”

“And you’ve played a very great deal with Dr. Cole, and Nurse Julie, and Maggie Sanders, but you don’t feel like they are family? There’s lust but not love?” asked DeGraves.

“No. I like them, and love the sex, but no, I don’t feel that close to them,” said Beverly.

“I suspect that when Jim impregnates a woman, she will get drawn into the family, becoming loving to and loved by everyone in the family. I do not suggest testing my hypothesis, though, Jim! It will be interesting to see if the relationships continue over the long term.” DeGraves turned to Julie. “I do hope that there are no further complications, my dear. If other changes arise, there may be consequences for you that you might not like. I do not like the consequences with which I must deal, and do not wish you to share in them!”

Julie looked very sober, and Jim and Beverly could almost hear the wheels turning in her head, and could see that complicated thoughts were happening in her head, but all that she could say was a chastened, “M’kay.”

Jim and Beverly went to her and drew her into a loving and comforting hug. She looked up and smiled at them, and said “Love you, Mommy! Love you, Jimmy!”

DeGraves looked down, then said, “I’ve got a client coming in soon. I must go.” As he turned to leave, he looked back and said, “I do love you all.”

Julie called to him, “We love you too, Grampa Mason!” DeGraves smiled, nodded, and then paused. “Between us there is love but not lust. This is intriguing new ground for me!” He smiled again, then turned and left the room.

Lord DeGraves was at his desk in his office when Bethany ushered two people in and announced “A Mr. Rad and Ms. Brandi are here to see you sir, in regards to your advertisement.”

“Thank you, Bethany. Would you get our guests some tea? And a chair from the dining room for Mr ... Rad, was it?”

“Sir,” Bethany acknowledged as she turned and left the room.

“Now that is a fine white pussy, man!” said T Rad. “She available?”

“I’m afraid not, Mr. Jones,” replied DeGraves, in an all-business tone.

“What, muthafucka!? How’d you know my... ?” exclaimed the pimp.

“I make it a point to know with whom I am dealing, Mr. Jones. How is immaterial, the question is are you willing to make a deal?”

Bethany entered the office carrying a dining room chair and placed it next to the single chair in front of the desk. She then stepped out of the room for a moment, then re-entered carrying a tray with two cups of tea. She presented one to the pimp, and the other to the young woman, then left again, closing the door behind her.

“Damn, I’d like to deal for her,” said the muscular black man, who appeared to be in his mid- twenties. He flashed a grill of gold in a nasty smile.

“Sit, enjoy your tea while I make your offer,” instructed DeGraves.

Looking a bit uncomfortable, the man calling himself T Rad sat on the chair, and took a sip of his tea. Impatiently, he glanced at the young white girl next to him and said, “Sit. You heard him.” The girl did as she was instructed, looking down the whole time.

“Now, Mr. Jones, I will make this offer once, and once only. You may leave at any time, whether you accept it or not. If you accept it, you will leave Ms. Davies here, and will relinquish all claims to her. You will never attempt to contact or see her again.” said DeGraves, speaking clearly.

“Yeah, yeah, I got it. I know how this shit works. I give her to you, you pay me, and she never existed, and neither do you, right?” said the pimp.

“Indeed,” said DeGraves.

“So whatcha offerin’?”

“Fifty thousand dollars cash.”

“For her? She’s not even trained up, but she ain’t been used ... much. Just breakin’ her in.” said the pimp.

“Fifty thousand dollars cash. Now. Your answer?”

“Well, you’re lucky, man, ‘cause I got some solvency issues at da moment. Yah. I’ll take it. Deal.” said the pimp.

DeGraves rang a small bell on his desk, and Jorge, one of his very muscular gardeners walked in with a briefcase, placed it on the desk before DeGraves, and stood to one side, looking watchful.

DeGraves opened the case, revealing a large quantity of one hundred dollar bills in neat paper- sleeved stacks. Terrence Jones looked in, took a number out and riffled through them checking to see that they were all actually money, obviously estimating their value, then smiled. He closed the case.

DeGraves said to him, “Now release Ms. Davies from your service, and tell her she belongs to me.”

“Hey bitch, we’re done. You’re his now. Do whatever he wants. It’ll go hard on you if you don’t. I’m outta here.” He patted his jacket to make sure his gun was still there, then took the case and walked to the door. Jorge opened it for him and followed him out. T Rad missed the contemptuous look that DeGraves shot at him, but he did hesitate a moment, almost involuntarily, like he’d briefly forgotten where he was going, as he walked toward the front door. The office door gently drifted closed as Jorge locked the front door behind him.

DeGraves turned to the woman who, for a few weeks, had gone by the name ‘Brandi’. His demeanor changed completely, expressing compassion. He gently addressed Amber Davies, “Now that he is gone, Ms. Davies, I’d like to talk to you for a few minutes. No, don’t get up, we’re just going to talk. Ms. Davies, you very nearly became a victim of a human trafficker, someone who sells other human beings into sexual slavery. I understand you lived on the streets for a time, until you met Mr. Jones and he talked you into becoming a prostitute. I have just purchased your freedom for you. You no longer have to have sex for money. You can get up and leave, free and clear, and Mr. Jones will not force you to do anything. In fact, Mr. Jones does not even remember you. You saw that he sold you. He had plans to addict you to several drugs. He never cared for you, although I know that he pretended to just long enough to get you to sell your body for him. I do worry, though, where you might go, and whether, in desperation, you might find someone else like Mr. Jones.”

Amber looked thunderstruck. This was not going at all like she had expected. Fear began to show in her eyes, for she now had no idea what to do, or where to go. This man had paid fifty thousand dollars for her, and now what? Was he kicking her back onto the street? At least with T Rad she had some idea what was coming.

DeGraves gently explained, “I know that your life has been quite challenging in the last few years, and I know that you are now eighteen years old, and so are able to make adult decisions for yourself. I can sympathize with your difficulties. Until relatively recently, I have not been able to share my life with my family, either, although for very different reasons. I understand loneliness, and pain, and regret, and addiction, for I have experienced them all very deeply and for a very long time. I do understand.”

He continued, “Now, this is important Ms. Davies, so please listen carefully. I can offer you employment, possibly as a maid, good meals, and a place to work and live, but there are likely to be personal temptations and consequences. Before I offer that, I will leave this room, and you can leave and go wherever you wish, or you can wait a few minutes and someone will likely come in and offer you other assistance in getting your life together, finding other employment and a place to live. One of the members of my family would be able to help you without causing any changes to your life that would involve lust and sex. They might ask you to stay for dinner and get to know the rest of my family, and might give you information that I cannot. Would you like that? To stay and listen and consider, there are no strings attached. But I cannot recommend any course of action for this decision. This is your choice, and only you can make it.”

DeGraves stood up from his desk, and walked to the door at the side of his office, rather than the one her pimp had departed through. “I am going to leave for a time. If you are here when I return in ten minutes or so, I will discuss my offer of employment with you. If you decide to talk and stay for dinner, I will make my offer afterwards. All right?”

Amber looked very confused, but nodded her head in assent. DeGraves stepped through the door and closed it behind him. Amber looked at the door, and felt panic rising in her chest. What kind of weird shit had T Rad sold her into? Could she really leave? What was that about lust and consequences and working as a maid? Was it like that woman in the French Maid outfit? She hugged herself in her anxiety, and started when someone knocked on the door. There was a pause as she waited in indecision, and then there came another knock.

“Uh ... come in?” she said.

The door opened, and she saw a different young lady, dressed in jeans and a plain shirt, but wearing fashionable high heels in the doorway. “Hi! My name is Susan. Bethany told me to come talk to you.”

“B ... Bethany?”

“She wears a French Maid uniform most of the time. She’s Lord DeGraves’ assistant. Oh, and Jorge is the gardener, not a gangster or hood or anything. He’s nice. Um, I think I’m supposed to introduce you to folks, maybe ask you to stay for dinner, show you around. I think Jim or Beverly may want to explain some things to you, give you the lowdown on this place. I’m glad you stayed instead of just bolting for the door! I think Lord DeGraves was kind of worried you might run back to the streets and wind up in trouble again. There’s stuff he can’t talk about. It’s complicated. But Jim and Beverly can. You’ve got an important choice to make.”

“I ... don’t really understand what’s going on,” said Amber.

“I know. Don’t worry, you’ll figure it out. It’ll be okay. Come on, follow me! Jim and Beverly are in the dining room. Are you hungry?” asked Susan.

“Um, yeah, I haven’t eaten food since noon yesterday. T Rad said I had to stay thin.”

“Gah. Sounds like a real asshole. Come on in here!” Susan invited.

Amber stood and followed Susan through the side office door and across the hall, into a largish dining room where a young man and a youngish pregnant woman sat.

“Hi! C’mon in! I’m Jim, and this is my mother, Beverly! Sit down, and I’ll get Trish, the cook, to fix you up something to eat! What do you like?”

“Um, I dunno. Anything, I guess,” answered Amber.

“How about a burger?” asked Jim, and Amber nodded.

As Jim stepped out to talk to Trish, Amber turned to Beverly. “You’re his mother?”

“Yes, I am!” Beverly said with pride. “My daughter Julie is upstairs, and you can meet her later if you want.”

“But you’re so young! Did you have him when you were ten or something?” asked Amber.

“No, no, I’m older than I look, but thank you!” Beverly grinned.

Jim came back in and sat down across from Amber, next to his mother and Susan. “So, Lord DeGraves may make you an offer, but he would like you to have an idea of what might happen if you take it. And I bet he was mysterious about it, right?”

“Um, kind of. I’m not even sure what it was all about. He said I wouldn’t have to live on the street or be a hooker anymore for T Rad, and might could work for him and have food and ... he said something about choices and lust and sex. Is this like a whorehouse or something?”

The others laughed at the last question for a moment, then Jim said, “No, it’s not a whorehouse or bordello, no one does anything they don’t want to do. But, this is a home where people do have sex when they want to, and it’s a lot less rigid...” Susan chuckled, interrupting Jim for a moment, “ ... okay, bad word choice, sorry. Um, it’s kind of like a sex commune, you know what those are?”

“What, like where everyone goes naked and has sex with everyone else?” asked Amber.

Jim nodded, “Yeah, kind of. I mean, folk only have sex when they want to with the people that they want to, but, yeah. See, the thing that Lord DeGraves can’t tell you is that if you take one of his deals, then you kind of get ... lusty. You get to where you want to have sex. Kind of a lot. And you’ll discover some things about yourself that you don’t know now. Like, Susan has a thing for shoes. Bethany likes almost anything. Susan’s dad likes, um, taking pictures. There’s a lady who works in the stables that likes leather and horses - not having sex with them or anything, they’re just a turn-on for her. Lord DeGraves and Trish the cook are um, intimate. Anyway, so if you take his offer, you could find yourself doing, and really enjoying, sexual things. Oh, my sister Julie has a thing about being a “good mommy. Look, let me tell you our story...”

Beverly and Jim told Amber their story, and as Susan told her family’s, Terri and William came in during this and nodded. Amber sat listening, eating her hamburger when Trish brought it out with another cup of tea. Afterwards, she asked, “Is this like a mental institution or something? I mean, this is just too weird!”

“No,” Jim said, “but it is a place where life is not like it is everywhere else. Things are more relaxed and non-judgemental. No one looks at anyone else like they’re strange or weird because of what they do sexually. Now, no one hurts anyone else or demands things from them they’re not willing to do. No one will beat you or even think badly of you if you don’t want to do something. ‘No’ means ‘no’, here, and we really mean that.”

“And the whole incest thing? I mean, I ran away from home because I wasn’t safe there. My father was ... bad to me.”

Beverly said, “That’s part of what we’re saying. Up until this year we were a normal family, well, except after the accident, and then Jim and Julie had to take care of everything for me. I had no arms or legs, and they had to do everything. It was embarrassing for me and for them, and I had no privacy at all. But there wasn’t sex happening. That all started when Mason helped us, and me, with these.” She motioned to her arms and legs. We’re related to Mason, and because of that what happened to us was more ... intense. We changed more. It’s very hard to explain.”

Jim said, “We’ll take you up to meet Julie and our daughter in a bit, and she was changed most of all. She looks older than Mom does now, although at the time she changed she looked almost exactly the same. She communicates like she’s five years old or so, but she’s an adult inside her head. You see, she had a deep wish to be a good baby nursing at her mother’s breast, and also a good mother, but at the time she changed she had a very different idea of what that meant. It was at the height of the sexual temptation period for us.”

Susan said, “She’s actually my age. We were best friends in school together. Just normal school friends. Lord DeGraves can help people, but it comes with a price, and he can’t help that. That’s why he was so careful with you, and wants you to talk with us and meet folks before you make any decisions. If you take his help, it’s like stepping through the looking glass into Wonderland.”

“Like Alice in Wonderland?”

Jim replied, “Yes, but a pornographic version of Alice in Wonderland. Look, why don’t we go up and see Julie. Just don’t drink any of her breast milk unless you want to spend the afternoon having all kinds of sex, and now is not the time for that. You need a clear head right now. After that, we’ll go down and visit the stable. I think Terri and Jeremy are down there.”

They got up and walked to the bottom of the stairs. Beverly called up, “We’re on our way up!” to Julie.

They got to Julie’s room, and found Bethany and Julie with Jamie. Julie gave a big friendly smile and said “Hi! I’m Julie! This is my baby, Jamie! Would you like to see her?”

Amber returned the smile, a bit cautiously, and said “I’m Bran ... sorry, I’m Amber.” She went to the crib and looked down on a sleeping Jamie and her face softened, and said, “Oh! She’s beautiful!”

Julie bounced a bit and said “Thanks!” She then sat down on the bed with a flounce. “So, are they telling you lots of scary stuff?”

Amber replied, “Kind of, yeah. Do you really have four breasts?”

Julie started to take of her shirt, but stopped at a look from her mother and said, “I was gonna show you, but yeah. The bottom ones are for the baby. The tops are for everyone else and sex. That milk makes people horny.”

Amber nodded, and said, “That’s what they said. You don’t feed the baby with the top ones ever?”

Julie shook her head, “No, no! She’s not old enough! That’d be bad ... um...” She looked at Beverly.

Beverly took over with “That would be inappropriate to do to a child, we don’t want her exposed to anything like that until she is old enough to deal with those feelings. We don’t want to hurt her in any way, and we don’t really know what that would do to her!”

Amber nodded. “That’s good. There are people out there who do some really sick shit to kids.”

Julie stood up and went to Jamie protectively, saying “NO! I’m a good mommy! I won’t let her get hurt!” She looked at Amber a bit suspiciously.

“I’m glad. People who do that are bad. Babies should never be hurt.”

This got an approving look from Julie. “We’re a good family. We take care of our babies. And each other. We love each other here.”

“She means that while we love each other, we don’t do it inappropriately with children.” said Beverly, trying to make sure Amber understood.

“I got what she meant!” Amber grinned at her. She looked at Julie and said, “So, you’re twenty years old in your head and five when you talk?”

Julie nodded. “I drank mommy’s milk when I shouldn’ta.”

“They explained it to me,” said Amber. “That’s still really weird!” Then she stopped with alarm and said, “Oh, not you, Julie! Just that it happened like that. It’s a weird story.”

Julie nodded, “Uh huh.”

Bethany said, “You don’t actually have to talk to Julie like she’s five. She does understand adult conversations quite well! It’s just the only way she can talk to us. She is actually a very smart young lady. Although it is kind of natural to try to talk to her as if she were five!” Bethany smiled.

Amber looked at Bethany and said, “So, you like wearing sexy French Maid outfits, that’s your thing?”

Bethany replied, “I do like my outfit, yes, but I like lots of other things, too. I’m pretty much up for everything sexual. I love sex, and I’m kind of a natural pervert, in a way. Although I’ve gotten a lot closer with these folks. They’ve welcomed me as a member of the family, and I love them all dearly. These four people are very special, and have made my life special. I went for a long time without love. Lots of sex, but no real love. They’ve even brought love to Mason’s life, too. Ah, that’s Lord DeGraves, his first name is Mason. He’s like a great-grandfather to them.”

Jamie stirred in her crib and began to fuss a bit.

Jim, noticing that Julie was about to pull up her shirt, said, more quietly, “Why don’t we let her sleep. Would you like to walk down to the stables with us, Bethany?”

She smiled at Jim and said, “I’d love to!”

They all quietly filed out of the room, leaving Julie to settle the baby.

As they walked down to the stables, Jim said, “I think Terri and Jeremy are down there now, with Sherry, the stablewoman. Now, sexual things are probably happening down there, because that’s Sherry’s thing, and she’s getting near the end of her deal with Lord DeGraves, and part of her conditions for that deal are that she has to be naked around horses during it. Lord DeGraves employed her as stablewoman and is giving her the money to save her family’s farm.”

“Uh, okay. It’s weird, but I think I’m starting to kind of understand a little about how things work here.” said Amber.

Jim said, “You can only really understand when you’ve gone through it, but I’m glad you’re getting the idea!”

As they neared the stable, the sounds of sex became audible. Jim looked at Amber, “You okay with seeing this?”

Amber scoffed and said, “I’ve been to sex parties and orgies before. I was forced to participate in them, too.”

Jim regarded her somberly, “You do not have to participate in anything you don’t want to do here, ever. And for right now, I think you should just see it, if that’s okay. If it’s not, we can turn around and go back to the house, no harm, no foul! This is “seeing is believing” - right now all you’ve seen is like in normal life in the world. Well, kind of. What’s happening in there is more like normal for here. Okay?”

Amber nodded. “Okay, I get it. I think.”

They turned and entered the stable through the barn door.

The vision that greeted their eyes was the naked back and butt of Jeremy as he thrust into Sherry from the rear, who was naked and on all fours with her tongue laving Terri’s pussy. Terri was leaning naked with her butt propped on a hay bale and her legs spread wide, her fingers pinching her nipples and very out-of-place high-dollar stilettos on her feet. Amber stopped short, then tried to look unimpressed, as if this were all perfectly normal. There were two horses in their stalls; one horse casually munched hay, while the other looked kind of bored.

Jeremy was saying “Yeah! Take it! Take it deep! Lick that pussy! Make her cum!” He looked over his shoulder and said in a panting voice, “Hey! We’ll be done in a second!” He turned back and said, “I’m gonna cum... [slam] deep... [slam] in your pussy... [slam] right... [slam] NOWww! Arrrghh! Yeah! God, yeah!”

Sherry, who had been slamming back into each thrust, moaned as her own climax washed through her, shoving her tongue deep into Terri’s pussy.

Terri held Sherry’s head into her with both hands until Jeremy’s and Sherry’s orgasms were over and they relaxed. She said, “Oh, that was so nice Sherry!” as she stood up and gave a last tweak to her own nipple. She said, “Hi baby!” to Susan, then reached around for her skirt and top on the hay bale behind her and began to dress.

Jeremy pulled his softening cock out of Sherry with a soft suction sound, helped Sherry to stand then gave her a hug and kiss. He grabbed his own clothes, which were draped across a stall door and also began to dress, carefully tucking himself into his pants.

Sherry stood, dripping a bit, and wiped her face with a cloth. She said, “Hi! You must be new! I’m Sherry, I take care of the stables. This is Jeremy, and this is Terri.” Then her eyebrows lifted and she said, “Oh! I’m sorry! Did you want to join in? I’m afraid I may have worn Jeremy out for a little bit, but I can go again if you want.”

“Uh, no, thanks! I’m Amber.”

“Amber is just visiting today. She’s not made her decision yet.” supplied Jim.

“Ohh, okay!” replied Sherry. “I’m about at the end of my deal, myself, so I’m pretty much horny all the time, now. They tell me that it lessens a bit afterwards, which is probably a good thing!” Sherry slipped a finger down to her pussy and rubbed her clit with some satisfaction, and then scooped up a finger of Jeremy’s seed and sucked on it.

“Uh, wow! And so ... you’re not shy at all?” asked Amber.

“Not anymore,” agreed Sherry. “Right now sex is about all I think about, no room to be shy. I used to be just a straight farmgirl who couldn’t imagine being naked in front of horses or people.” She began rubbing her clit again as she sniffed the air. “God! The smell of horse and leather makes me crazy hot, now! Before, it was just the smells of work everyday. Then I made my deal with Lord DeGraves.”

Susan said, “And this is my mom, Terri. I told you our story. Hi Mom! I love those shoes!” Terri leaned over and kissed her daughter, and grabbed her ass and pulled her into a full embrace with tongue as the mention of her shoes hit home. Susan pulled back, and said, “Not just now, Mom! We’re showing Amber around now.”

Terri pouted a bit and then said, “Later?”

“Absolutely, Mom. And we’ll get Dad to take pictures.” Both Terri’s and Susan’s nipples stood to attention, very visible through their tops.

Terri moaned a little, and said, “Hurry! I’ll go freshen up.” She turned and said, “Lovely to meet you again, Amber! See you at dinner!” She left the stable, walking with careful but skillful steps in her high heels.

Amber digested all this for a minute. Jeremy finished tying his shoes and stood, saying, “I should check with Trish to see if she needs anything for dinner. It was nice to meet you, Amber!”

“It’s like this all the time?” Amber asked the group.

“Kind of.”, “Yeah.”, and “Pretty much!” were the answers to her question.

“And nobody freaks out or judges, and nobody feels scared or bad about it or anything?”

“Nope.”, “No.”, “Nothing to be scared of.” were the responses, and Jim said, “No judgement and no pressure that doesn’t come from inside yourself.”

“It’s a bit scary at first,” said Sherry. “I mean, suddenly you start getting horny, and sometimes in ways you never would have imagined, some things’ll turn you on. Like horses and hay and leather for me.” She started working on a nipple as well as her pussy, and leaned against a hay bale with a deep breath.

“Or shoes and having my picture taken during sex, for me and Mom, or taking pictures of us doing that for Dad.” Susan was fidgeting hard, trying not to mimic Sherry’s activities.

“It usually has to do with your deep sex fantasies, like Dr. Sanders and pregnant women, or Julie and being a ‘good mommy’. Sometimes it’s environmental, like Susan and her horses, or me and Mom and Julie. It kind of depends.” explained Jim, whose pants began to get a bit tighter thinking of his Mom and Julie and what they often did with each other.

“And it starts when you take Lord DeGraves deal?” asked Amber.

“Yes, although it will take a few days since you drank the tea. That gives you room to think, suppresses your libido for a little while.” explained Bethany.

“Hey, I should be feeling at least a little horny right now, shouldn’t I? I mean, with what I’ve been seeing and hearing and all, that would normally turn me on, at least a little. I might not want to do anything about it, but I’d feel it! The tea turned that off?”

“For a little while. If you take the deal, you’ll start to feel it in a day or so. It starts low and slow, and gets much greater as time passes.” confirmed Bethany. “During that time, you’ll imprint on something.”

“Does anyone know what would happen to me, what I might wind up ... um... ?”

“I suspect Mason has a very good idea, he usually does. It’s part of his ‘thing’ - it’s not a sexual kink, but even harder to explain to someone else. But he won’t tell you. He can’t. And it’s only a basic idea. You can add things yourself. Like me. I kind of developed a thing for breast milk with Julie and Beverly, but wait, that’s just me, I never made a deal with Mason. Or like Sherry, here.” said Bethany.

“Um, yeah. I used to be very straight. I think I could have just masturbated a lot in the stables, but I got involved with Terri and Susan, and then Bethany and Jim, and then Jeremy, and now I think I’m bi, or poly, or whatever. I think the horse and leather thing was actually always there deep down, but I just didn’t know it consciously. Now that I think about it, ahh, mmmm, oh! Oh! Oh! Ahhhhhh. Um, I just know about it now. You sure you don’t want to play awhile? There’s this pile of hay that’s real comfy over there!”

“Not right now, thanks,” said Amber.

“Ok,” said Sherry. “Maybe Jeremy will come back down when he gets back. When I get through with my arrangement, I’m going to get a leather bra and thong, I think!”

“And there you see it in action,” said Jim. “No force, no judgement, just an invitation and an acceptance of ‘no’. Or ‘yes’, if you’d made a different choice.”

“And Lord DeGraves does this for a lot of people?” asked Amber.

“Not a whole lot, no, and he tries to be very careful when he does.” said Bethany.

Jim said, “And I think he has to every so often, I don’t know why. But she’s right, he’s careful about it.”

“T Rad took his money. Will anything happen to him?” asked Amber.

“Yes,” said Bethany, firmly, “something will. I suspect it will not go well for T Rad. Mason does not like people like that. If you don’t take Mason’s arrangement, I would stay far away from T Rad.”

Bethany broke the tension, saying, “Let’s go back up to the house. You’ll have time to freshen up and talk to people and ask any questions you might have, and then it will be getting close to dinner time, and then you can make your decision.”

They said goodbye to Sherry, who waved and picked a vibrator up from the top of a nearby barrel. The group began walking back towards the house along the path.

After a moment, Amber said, “Ok. Wait, why did Lord DeGraves do all this for me, warn me like this, have me talk to you and stuff, when he didn’t do that for T Rad?”

“First, you will be offered a place here, and you have the opportunity to join the household, and we want you to understand as much of what that means as you can beforehand. T Rad ... was offered a deal of a different sort, and T Rad is a vile and evil man. T Rad thought he was selling to you a human trafficker, and only an evil person would sell someone as a slave into a life of dehumanizing sexual slavery where that human being loses all choice from their life. Now, if you got off on being a willing ‘sex slave’ with someone who actually cared about and respected you and indulged your kink for that, that would be a different matter. No, T Rad could not have cared less what would happen to you after he got his money. He didn’t care if you were bought to die in a snuff film; in fact, that’s what we let him assume. Whatever happens to T Rad, rest assured he will deserve it. Amber, he is a very evil man.” There was no trace of her smile as she said this. Amber shivered, and even Jim felt chilled in the late summer afternoon heat.

“Oh.” said Amber. She began to cry, softly. “I was really, really in bad danger, wasn’t I? I thought ... he loved me! I was stupid. I mean, I knew, but I couldn’t believe he would really do that to me. I tried to ... I had to ... Oh, God!” she burst into sobs. Jim took her in his arms and held her as she cried on his shoulder.

He said, “Shh, it’s okay now. You have choices again. If you don’t want to be here, Mom and Julie and I can give you some money to live, get an apartment, get some good clothes, get a job, and you can find a nice guy or girl, or whatever. It doesn’t matter. Look, this is a weird place, and we know it, and it’s not what most people would want. You don’t have to stay here. You have the opportunity to choose to change your life for the better, whether it’s here or in your own place, working in a real job, getting an better education, or whatever you want. No strings. There is something special about you, and because of that, you got your life back, to choose what to do with it. All we will say is we hope you won’t choose to go back to your old life on the streets.”

“I’m special? How?”

“Because you can make those choices. Too many people can’t, even when the opportunity presents itself.”

“I’m afraid.”

“It’s okay to be afraid. You are special enough that you don’t have to let the fear stop you from making your life better, the way you want it. The streets are not safe, but you know them. Here, if you take Lord DeGraves’ deal, it’s safe but it’s strange, and while you are welcome here, you can’t be entirely sure what your life will become if you take the arrangement. If you choose our family’s help, you choose to make your life what you want it to be, and will have to work hard to build it that way, step by step.”

“Why me?”

“I told you. You are special.”

“Um, I won’t have to have a baby or anything like that, will I?” Amber worried.

“Huh? Oh, no! No that all kind of happened by accident. Not that we aren’t happy about it! It just wasn’t intentional. The only one of us who really wanted and planned to have a baby was Julie, and the rest of us, well ... You know how we explained that she changed her body? Well, we think that at the same time she changed part of mine. The women that I have full vaginal sex with are very likely to become pregnant. We didn’t know that until later, and after I’d had penis-in- vagina sex with some of these ladies, well, pregnancies happened. Now, I love each of these ladies dearly, and we all want to have children together, but I’ve been, we’ve all been, careful what kind of sex I have and with whom. So, right now, I’m kind of maxed out on becoming a father. I don’t want you to take this as an insult or anything, but I really don’t want to make anyone else pregnant. I mean, right now, I’ve got one baby born and three more on the way, and I don’t think I can take any more of that kind of happiness anytime soon, if ever.”

Beverly said, “We’re sure you are a lovely young lady and may make a wonderful mother if you want to do that one day, and if you have right kind of unprotected sex to do that with someone else, you can probably make that happen when you’re ready. But no, you don’t have to get pregnant to be here.”

Bethany said, “Take Sherry, for instance. As far as we know, she isn’t pregnant. She’s taking the pill, so we don’t think what she’s done with Jeremy will result in a baby. Statistically, it’s unlikely. It can happen, just like it can happen for any woman and man, but it shouldn’t. It would be the same for you. Just don’t have vaginal sex with Jim! You can do anything with him but that and be fine, but the doctors tell us that even if you had problems conceiving before, you probably would if you do that, and at your age, probably even once.”

Beverly said, “Now, if at some point you decide you want that, with Jim, you’re going to have to have some serious talks with at least the four of us. Okay?”

Amber laughed with relief. “Very, very okay! I’m not ready to be pregnant! I have to get my life straight first before bringing a baby into the world! I was a little worried, you know?”

Jim answered with a smile, “I can certainly see that! You don’t have to worry about that!”

They walked slowly in silence for a while, with Amber obviously thinking about it all very hard. Then she stopped short, looking each in the eye in turn.

“What should I do?” Amber asked, with a bit of desperation in her voice.

Bethany patted her back. “We can’t tell you that. It has to be your choice. One thing Jim didn’t say was that you can choose to stay here for a time, and later if you are not happy, you could go and do something else. But! The changes that happen if you stay here are permanent. Once her arrangement is over, Sherry can choose to leave and do whatever she wants, but she will always be very sexual, be turned on by horses and leather and their smell, and be attracted to both men and women. She will always be kinky in that way, and need to express those kinks. But she isn’t ‘doomed’ to live here the rest of her life.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. But make no mistake, if you choose to stay here, your life will change. I don’t think you’ll be unhappy, but your life, and you, will change. Of course, no matter what you choose, you will change, and your life will change in ways you can’t predict now. That’s life. We can only try to make the best decisions we can.”

“You all seem happy,” Amber said, speculatively.

“We are,” said Beverly, simply. “But our happy isn’t a normal way of life. We’re building a family and a place where it’s okay to not be what everyone else thinks of as ‘normal’. If you think you could be happy here too, well, that’s something to consider. If not, that, too, is very important.”

Susan added, “It’s hard to be ourselves out there. People can be offended or angry or disgusted by some us. Mom and I do shoe porn and have a very kinky life. That’s very hard out there. We’d still be out there and alone if Jim and I weren’t having a baby, that kind of changed everything. Dr. Sanders, our OB/GYN is kinky, too, and has suffered some because of it, but she is out there most of the time, hiding her kinky side as well as she can. Sherry could leave and live as a very horny rodeo girl, or a farm wife who needs to fuck in the barn a lot, or something. It’s just easier where people don’t judge.”

Bethany continued, “You will always have been a prostitute, and it will always be possible that people will find out and judge you for it. You don’t have to let it rule your life, but it will be there. If you stay here, you’ll probably wind up with something else you’ll need to conceal in to ‘normal’ world. Just like a lot of other people in life. It’s just your choice now whether to become very aware of whatever kinks you have deep down inside, and explore them pretty fully. You might discover them later on your own, or you might not. You might live the rest of your life with them safely repressed, or you might one day discover you really need fur or leather or rubber or something to get off. You might discover that you need to be a tease or be teased, or spanked, suck nipples, or be a maid in a uniform like mine, or God and Mason only know what it might be. Them, and you, deep down, but you probably don’t realize it yet. That’s all, really, we can say. Those are the choices and the best explanations we can offer you.”

There was a thoughtful silence, then Jim said, “So, getting hungry? Let’s go find out what Trish is making for dinner! Oh, and if there are cupcakes tonight, you probably want to avoid them!’

“What?” asked Amber, as the group laughed.

Jim guided her back to the house with an arm around her shoulder as they explained why Trish’s cupcakes were dangerous, complete with startlement, stories, illustrations, and more laughter. Unseen, from under the bench near the oak, a striped yellow cat watched them go, then yawned and stretched.