Chapter 19

The next morning, though they had eaten well at the barbeque and enjoyed the food the slave women served, everyone found that they were extremely hungry. Dale turned to the women of his family and said "Although the food here is quite excellent, I really enjoy the excellent breakfasts you ladies have been treating us to. If you don't mind doing some cooking this morning why don't we all get cleaned up and then head back to the house for our morning meal."

At this everyone headed back to the lavish bathing facilities and began to clean up in preparation for the new day. Each of the thirteen body slaves became bath attendants for the eleven family members. Dale was in a mood to get some things done and as with all of his moods, his pheromones and aura seemed to communicate this to everyone else; so while there was the usual bit of horseplay and joviality in the group pretty much everyone avoided getting too carried away with things. While the bathing was taking place, Dale was privately conversing with Vyagar about a wide variety of things.

During the night while everyone had been sleeping, Vyagar had implanted a small multi-purpose crystal in each of Dale's family members. These crystals would help him maintain constant watch on their health, get a quick fix on their location if they needed to be transported from one place to another, and allow them to use the "Mirrors of Movement" and any other gizmo's that Dale decided they should be allowed to utilize in the future.

Vyagar had also done a bio scan on each family member and had rectified the disturbing lump just forming in Georgette's left breast as well as the leukemia Lizzy was unaware that she had. In addition, while Dale had reserved many of the special nutrients that helped produce the Alpha Male effect for his private use, he had told Vyagar to go ahead and provide each of his family members with anything else that would improve their health and longevity. Dale was somewhat surprised to discover that several of the nutrients that would benefit females were now contained within his cum and that over the course of time women who frequently ate his cum would become slightly addicted to it.

Depending on how quickly Rob and his family could join them, Dale thought he might make the Mexico trip very soon. This would allow Melody, John, and Brittany to oversee the various construction projects that would soon need to be underway without having a lot of people underfoot while the work was going on. He decided that he would make a point of getting Rob, Georgette, Pam, and Jason to spend sometime meeting with Melody and John before the day was out. While they were doing that he was going to put Angelina, Tina, and Louisa to work out the details of the trip to Mexico. Doing a quick tally in his mind, Dale realized that with the Matthews family and his thirteen body slaves, he now had a total of twenty-four individuals to plan for.

Soon enough everyone was feeling fresh and ready to head to the house for breakfast. Dale led the way back to the mirror in the throne room accompanied by the other members of his growing household. He explained that they could use what would become a growing system of mirrors to travel when they wished to any of the places the mirrors served. "I've tuned the mirrors to only work for members of my household," Dale told them. "The mirrors will recognize you as being a part of House Manix and will refuse passage to anyone who is not part of my house unless I am accompanying them."

Rob spoke up, "Wouldn't that make these a wonderful way for a family member to escape if they were in danger?"

"Yes it would," Dale agreed.

"Not only that, but it makes traveling terribly convenient," Bridgette remarked.

"True but there are limitations," Dale mentioned. "Once you get to the other end you still need things like cars and housing to already be there for you, that is why the mirrors will be located in buildings I own. Those that are not located in our personal living spaces will be less ornate but no less functional.

Now let me teach you all a bit about how the mirrors work. If you intend to use it by yourself you need to form a mental image of the location where the other mirror is located and then simply walk through the mirror. If a group of you are going to travel to the same location one after the other it is better to tell the mirror verbally where you wish to go instead of making it try to read each person's desires separately. The mirrors understand this throne room we are in to be 'solium cella' which happens to be Latin for throne room. Yesterday you may have not been able to catch the phrase I used in the den, it was 'Ingressus erga solium cella' which means movement towards the throne room in Latin. Today since we wish to go back to the house we could use the phrase 'Ingressus erga domus' which means movement towards home; however, even though we could use the phrase, this morning it would be best if each of you tried to travel individually just to gain the experience. So Louisa my beautiful cook, if you would be so kind as to try it first dear; the rest of us will follow one at a time."

"So I just carefully visualize where I want to go and then walk through the mirror?" Louis asked to verify that she had understood Dale correctly.

"Yes, that's right. The rest of us will stay several feet behind you so the mirror can orient on you and after you've gone through we'll follow the same way one at a time," Dale instructed.

"Alright then, but before I go, Fang it has been a pleasure meeting you; I hope we have the privilege of enjoying your company again soon," Louisa said to the great wolf.

"Thank you Louisa! That's very kind of you to say," the well mannered Fang responded. "I am in the Master's service so I imagine I will share the delight of his Family's company again sweet lady."

"You can count on it friend!" Dale told him with a smile.

Now Louisa was ready. She stepped towards the mirror and then a moment later walked through it.

"That's better than in the movies," Jason whispered to Lizzy and Pam. The two young beauties just smiled back at him.

Everyone made their way through the mirror without any mishap with Dale stepping through at the tail end of the procession. He wanted to go last in case anyone had any last minute misgivings but nothing of the sort occurred. Now he knew would be a test of sorts for the women in his service who wore the symbol of the wolf. Dale believed it likely that the AI he referred to as Fang had been very careful in his training of these women as body slaves and protectors; but how they fit into the household without the guidance of the great wolf was another issue altogether.

Once he made his way from the den to the kitchen he was able to get a better picture of the situation. It was really quite interesting to observe the interaction between family member and slave; for instance Louisa loved to cook and it seemed that the slaves were able to sense it and instead of interfering with her chosen task they made them selves useful by getting other things ready. Two were taking care of the trash throughout the house while others were adding the extra leaves into the large table in the spacious dining room. Ezra had built the table himself and it was quite large capable of seating twenty individuals at a time when all of the leaves were inserted. Still other of the slave women were setting up folding chairs around the table and others were setting places. Everything seemed to flow quite smoothly all in all and Dale was quite happy with the thought that soon his growling stomach would be basking in the joy of Louisa's excellent cooking!

The evening before he had given himself quite the workout with the long marathon sexual sessions and he found that he was incredibly hungry. Just ten minutes after setting foot in the house the aroma of a hearty breakfast was wafting through the air. Once certain they could do so without getting in the way, the men of the house found spots at the table and sat down. Almost as soon as his ass was in the chair Dale found a cup of coffee being placed in his hand by Patricia. Somehow she had known just the way he liked it and had gotten it right.

After she had placed the coffee in front of Dale, Patricia patiently waited for him to take a sip and then asked "how is it Master?"

"It's just perfect Patricia. Thank you."

"It's my joy to serve you Master! Is there anything else I can get you? Or might there be something I could do for you while you are waiting for your meal?" she pleaded.

Dale looked around and saw similar scenes being carried out with the other men around the table. He started thinking "it's gonna be pretty hard to get anything done with all of these gorgeous women offering to pleasure me all of the time. Wait a minute! It's already hard - so stiff it's uncomfortable in fact."

"Yes Patricia, there is one thing you could do while we wait for our food. Why don't you give me a blowjob honey?"

"Yes Master! I'd love to!" the well formed Asian beauty exclaimed before she crawled under the table and began orally servicing his cock.

Dale closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations emanating from his crotch. "Her technique is really good!" he thought wondering how a former Lesbian knew so much about bringing him pleasure. Then he thought "I bet videos of Fang's training sessions with these women would sell like hotcakes!" He of course had not intention of ever following up on the thought but imagined that it would get quite a few people hot and bothered in a pleasant sort of way. Patricia's lips, hot wet mouth, and active tongue were doing such wonderful things to his dick. Just before he shot off in her mouth, Dale opened his eyes and noted that the other men in House Manix seemed to be enjoying similar delights.

By the time his load was swallowed by the delightful Patricia, Dale had a plate of food in front of him and he soon set to work on it with a passion. Louisa had prepared all of the staples like eggs, toast, bacon, sausage, milk, and juice; but she had also prepared crepes with cream cheese and fruit fillings. The meal was a hit with everyone and she had prepared enough to feed the whole lot of them.

Jason thought "I just might be the luckiest boy alive! Ever since I met Mr. Young my mother and sister are always willing to give me a blowjob anytime I want one and now all of these women are! If I'm patient and play my cards right I know I'll be fucking them in no time! Man they sure are beautiful!"

Funny thing was though both Rob and John were far older than Jason; their thoughts ran along amazingly similar tracks as his. Each of the men was very happy with their lot in life. "Mr. Young is top dog alright; but just being in the pack is pretty damn spectacular!" Rob told himself.

After the meal was over, the slave women took charge of the mundane cleanup work leaving the women of the family free to do other things. Dale divided his large family into three groups to work on three tasks. Melody, John, Rob, Georgette, Pamela, and Jason were to review the plans for the two new buildings to make sure that everyone's needs were met and that security had been given adequate consideration. Angelina, Brittany, and Lizzy were tasked with planning the Mexico trip with substantial guidance from Dale. Louisa and Tina set out to take a complete inventory of food, bedding, and other necessary creature comforts. The two utilized the substantial help of the slave women and after determining what needed to be purchased for the immediate future, took both the Hummer and the truck along with four of the slave women on a shopping trip. By this time Dale had already obtained credit cards for everyone in his family but the latest additions who would no doubt get theirs shortly.

Instead of being frustrated by the new requirements that Rob and his crew thought up, Melody seemed quite excited by some of their ideas as was John. The team of six found that they worked quite well together and were making good progress.

Angelina, Bridgette, and Lizzy were all over the internet looking at places they might want to visit while in Mexico. Dale let them know what area of Mexico he wanted to focus on for the first few weeks of their trip and though he owned substantial property in the country, he wanted them to take care of lodging arrangements for the first week or two. Dale was very interested in visiting some of his properties such as the large estate that was formerly Jessica's, before it was understood that he was the owner. He didn't want anyone to actually know much about him and certainly not until he'd had a bit of time to get a feel for everything. Dale was happy to see that the ladies were having a blast making plans and spending money!

While everyone was staying busy, Dale spent some time conversing with Vyagar. "You and Fang appear to have done a fine job in your training of the former members of R.U.M.M. Vyagar. Sometime when I need a little something to do maybe I'll have you tell me all about it."

"I'm glad you feel that way Dale. There are a few new developments there that you might find of interest."

"Such as?" Dale inquired.

"I did as you had asked, transferring the holdings of each member of R.U.M.M. to you in an indirect and untraceable manner, and wherever that wasn't possible the assets were sold and the money transferred through an untraceable route to your various Swiss accounts. The absence of the women of R.U.M.M. from their various pursuits and undertakings has caused a bit of a stir in several circles that I think you should be aware of: First, it seems that R.U.M.M. had a great deal of influence with various members of the U.S. Congress. Second, the drug cartels that R.U.M.M. had connections with are frantically attempting to locate them, most likely in an effort to retrieve the large stashes of drugs we located and to extract revenge. And third, there are several other somewhat similar organizations that your new body slaves pointed us towards that you might also elect to deal with," Vyagar concluded.

"You're right Vyagar. I am quite intrigued by some of the things that you've uncovered. Everyone else is occupied right now so this is as good a time as any, please tell me more."

"Alright. As I mentioned R.U.M.M.'s influence in the Congress is quite extensive and pervades both House and Senate. There are two hundred and sixteen politicians receiving financial benefit from R.U.M.M. in the form of campaign contributions or very discrete financial and business dealings. Probably none of them are aware of the true nature of the group they were receiving these illicit benefits from; however most were swayed to introduce legislation supporting aspects of the groups agenda and often voted almost to the individual to see such legislation pass. Now that R.U.M.M. seems to have vanished, these politicians will probably sell their voices and votes to any other group that is willing to provide the cash. They appear to be extremely mercenary in their actual day to day dealings; yet most have found a way to please their constituents at the same time usually by getting a little extra funding for some local project of special interest to the voters in their districts."

"Sounds like we'll have to determine what to do with these crooked political types pretty soon. What about the drug cartels?" Dale queried.

"The cartels may be the most serious immediate threat facing you and yours at this time Dale. By choosing to allow the women of R.U.M.M. to live and making them a part of your household, you have indirectly become a target of the cartels. They do not know who you are and have no current knowledge of the whereabouts of the women; but they have put out termination contracts on each of the women and distributed complete dossiers on each with current photos and last known whereabouts. They have termination squads of their own as well as freelancers they use for this kind of work that operate in almost every country around the globe. Unless you choose to have the appearance of the women severely altered, it is quite likely that they will be recognized sooner or later by the wrong party," the powerful AI told him.

"Okay, it sounds like I'll have to think that through a bit perhaps with Rob's advice as well. What about these other organizations you mentioned? I assume you've been following up on them a bit already."

"Your assumption is correct. While none of these organizations were formally affiliated with the R.U.M.M. group, they generally seem to have a few things in common. Often these groups are formed by one or two women who had difficult experiences during childhood and have nurtured somewhat justified ill-will into full blown hatred and aggression usually far out of proportion to the wrongs committed against them. These women look for other women undergoing difficult times and try to convince them that men are to be blamed entirely for the problems they face. They continue to feed the flames of hate until they are roaring full blast. Some of the things they have allowed themselves to do in the name of 'Justice' are quite appalling.

Interestingly enough, it appears that there are several organized groups of men who hate women and use all of their energies and passions to harm them in the same way that R.U.M.M. sought to harm men. There are more disturbed individuals on this planet than you might believe Dale."

"Well I've run into enough already to convince me that you know what you're talking about my friend," Dale replied. "Vyagar, how many members of the drug cartel have you been able to identify?"

"A quite amazingly large percentage of them Dale. Why do you ask?" Vyagar responded.

"What would you think of altering the dungeon a bit so that it could handle several hundred or even several thousand prisoners at a time? We could either expand the existing one, or leave it be and create a new one somewhere else."

"I can certainly create any kind of facility you might require; but why don't you tell me a bit more about what you have in mind," Vyagar prompted.

"Okay. I was thinking that if we abducted all of the major players simultaneously, including those hit squads you mentioned. It would cause enough of a ruckus to get them off of our tail; additionally, it would reduce the supply of harmful drugs reaching this country considerably - at least for a while anyway. The U.S. Drug Enforcement Agency has so many legal restraints that limit its effectiveness that making substantial headway is very difficult," Dale told Vyagar.