Chapter 2

Over the next few days 'Master Rod' became a master at pleasuring a woman with his rod. Rod also took a more aggressive stance with the household staff and although things had run fairly well in the past, there were several noticeable improvements. Early one morning while he was out riding his horse, Rod saw his father heading towards him with a smile on his face. Rod guided his horse over towards his father and brought him to a halt.

"Good Morning Rod! It's good to see you up and about son!"

"How are doing today Dad?"

"I couldn't be better. Do you have anything planned for this morning Rod?"

"Not anything really important. Did you need me for something?" Rod asked.

"Well, if you don't mind me interrupting your plans - I would like to continue the conversation we were having a few days ago" Alistair said.

"No problem! I was just giving Windemere his morning exercise" Rod said as he patted the neck of his horse affectionately. "I'll just head on back to the stable and have one of the staff finish up this morning. I'll need a few minutes to clean up. Is twenty minutes to long?"

"No Rod, twenty minutes will be just fine. Have you had breakfast yet?" Alistair queried. "No. Not yet" Rod answered. "I'll have some sent to the Library for both of us. See you there shortly!" his father said walking back towards the house.

Rod headed Windemere back towards the stable at a quick trot and left him in the very capable hands of the head trainer. He hopped onto the golf cart he used around the estate and hurried back to the main house. Rod pulled the cart up next to the patio outside his suite of rooms and let himself in through the sliding glass door. After a quick shave and shower, he dressed quickly in a black polo shirt, blue jean shorts, and sandals. Once he was dressed, Rod quickly made his way to the Library. As Rod entered the large Library he saw his father in conversation with the head librarian. His father saw him and motioned him over.

"Rod, Stephanie tells me that you've hired a tutor to train her to make better use of the Internet and computer resources in general."

"Yes, that's right. I know that she does some research for you from time to time and it just seemed like a sensible thing to provide her with the training and some newer tools" Rod replied.

"Rod, I'm glad to see you stepping into a position of authority around here. There are other endeavors that could benefit from your talents and skills as well" his father said as he placed an arm on Rod's shoulders.

"Thanks dad! I mean thanks Alistair" Rod replied. "When will you have time to provide me with another business lesson?"

"I would like to make it a daily event. Let's go to my study after breakfast and talk a bit;" Alistair said, "but for now let's have a bite to eat" Alistair said. He pressed a button on the intercom system on the nearby table and was immediately answered by the Head Chef. The Chef informed Alistair that breakfast was on its way and would be served momentarily.

"Sirs, do wish me to remain during your breakfast, or would you like me to come back later?" Stephanie asked.

"Why don't you stay and show Rod your appreciation for the training he has provided for you" Alistair replied.

"Alright!" Stephanie said with a smile.

The buxom red head sank down to her knees in front of Rod. She was wearing a soft gray cotton top with a zipper running down the front from top to bottom. Slowly Stephanie pulled the zipper down and then slipped the top off of her shoulders, down her arms, and onto the floor. She wore no bra, much to Rod's delight, and her wondrous breasts were on display for him. Next she unzipped the short black miniskirt and peeled it away. All that was left was the tiniest of thong panties and her high heels. She gently placed one hand on Ron's crotch and gave his prick a light squeeze. Rod looked over at his father and saw the look of approval on his face just as Stephanie was undoing his belt and pants. Rod stood up while Stephanie worked his shorts and underwear over his rapidly hardening cockmeat.

"Oh! You have a big one!" she said as Rod sat back down.

Silently she began to lick Rod's dick from the base to the top. Occasionally she would lick his balls and lift his sack to get at his asshole. Eventually she placed the head of Rod's rod in her mouth and began to move it in and out of her mouth. With each downward thrust of her head, she managed to swallow a bit more of his cock.

"She gives pretty good head doesn't she Rod?" Alistair asked.

"Sorry dad" Rod said with a smile, "I'm afraid I can't talk much right now."

Alistair chuckled at Rod's remark, "I guess not!"

While Stephanie was preparing to vacuum the cum out of Rod's balls, Tina, one of the Kitchen staff members, wheeled in a cart with their breakfast on it. Once she saw what Stephanie was doing Tina couldn't seem to peel her eyes away.

"Cat got your tongue?" Alistair said to Tina with a slight grin on his handsome face.

"You might say that. I wish my tongue was getting some of what hers is getting" Tina said with a small pout.

"Well, I know I'm not Rod; however I do have a hard dick available for your use - that is if you're interested" Alistair teased.

In a heartbeat Tina was on her knees between Alistair's legs undoing his pants.

"Patience my pretty vixen!" Alistair said as he raised his hips so she could lower his pants and underwear.

Soon Tina's blond haired head was moving up in down almost to the same rhythm as Stephanie's. Neither Rod nor Alistair attempted to hold back, and soon both were pouring cum down the back of their respective partner's throat. Stephanie and Tina both had orgasms as they swallowed cum. Neither woman missed a drop! Tina stood up and finished stripping. Stephanie stepped out of the tiny black thong and sat facing Rod, sat on his lap burying his prick in her hot wet pussy. Tina prepared a plate for Rod and passed it to Stephanie. Next she prepared a plate for Alistair and mounted his cock in the same fashion Stephanie had mounted Rod's. Tina and Stephanie both fed bites of food to their respective cocksman and, while he was chewing, rode up and down on the stiff poles buried deep within their horny twats.

After breakfast was over the Rod and Alistair left the library with Rod saying "Dad, I've got eat breakfast with you more often!"

The two chuckled as they made their way to Alistair's study, went through the usual security checks, and entered the suite. Rod immediately went to stand behind his father's chair.

"That won't be necessary right now Rod" Alistair said. "There actually are quite a few useful items in this suite. Come sit over here" Alistair said motioning to an overstuffed leather chair near the fire place. "This suite is completely sound proof. To date its' security has never been compromised. Once we are sealed in this suite, you can ask me any question on any topic without fear that it will be overheard" Alistair paused and smiled at Rod.

"For nine years you have been trained in the traditional school systems of Earth. The training is good background material and suffices to teach you how to learn. Now it is time for your education to leave the traditions of Earth and move to the traditions of the Withers family. I have been looking forward to this since the day your Mother told me she was pregnant with you. In the Withers family, the father teaches the son as his father taught him. I like it because it is very personal and will provide us the opportunity to spend time together in mutually enjoyable pursuits. Does this sound interesting to you so far?"

"Yes it does; though I wonder how the state will react if I just quit attending school?" Rod asked.

"There will be no problems with the state. You can rest easy on that son" Alistair responded. "In a year or so you will take the test for high school equivalency. Periodically after that you will test out of various college courses until you have accumulated enough credits for a degree. Even then, the degree is nothing more than a piece of paper that makes it easier for some to trust your knowledge. By the time your classmates are through with high school you will know more than the sum total of knowledge most of Earth's brightest minds master in a lifetime."

"I'm glad you think that highly of me but that sounds like quite a bit of pressure!" Rod exclaimed.

"Don't worry Rod! Like I said, it is time to leave the educational methods of Earth behind and move on. You will easily be able to achieve everything I have mentioned and then some. Now let's talk about schedules. I have been spending about six hours a day involved in the normal management of business. For those functions I use the facilities in this suite. I arrive here about six in the morning and work till nine. Then I spend an hour with Pamela after which I come back here and work until 1 PM. After another 90 minutes with Pamela, I go to our lab facility until about 6PM. Evenings vary quite a bit as I'm sure you have already noticed" Alistair said.

"I notice that you tend to limit your work periods to three or four hours. Any special reason?" Rod inquired.

"As a matter of fact yes. It is a Withers' family tradition dating back over six thousand years. By balancing mental work with physical recreation we achieve, aided of course by advanced medical knowledge, extremely long lifetimes generally in excess of 160 years. Son, there is a delicate matter that I should probably bring up now. Withers men are almost never strictly monogamous and for a number of very good reasons that I will be sharing with you shortly; but you should know that I truly and deeply loved your mother. If she would have asked me to be monogamous in my relationship with her I would have been. We were very devoted to each other and our relationship transcended the mere physical. Your mother would be with us today if only she hadn't insisted on being so independent" Alistair informed Rod.

"What do you mean?" Rod asked.

"I mean that she enjoyed maintaining a high level of control over her immediate surroundings. When I met her she was an accomplished pilot by Earth standards. I thought that by showing her Pegasus and some of the other advanced technologies, I could wean her away from the dangers inherent in aerodynamic flight; but I was wrong. She yearned for the freedom and control she felt when flying. I was always nervous that something might go wrong and begged her to let me outfit her plane with some advanced safety precautions; but she refused. Because of her love for me, she had made so many changes in her life already. Because of my love for her, I didn't force her to give in. You must understand that this desire to excel at flying, the desire to be free were core elements of her personality. I did not wish to crush her spirit; but oh how I miss her."

Rod reached over and placed a hand on his father's shoulder. "I know you miss her father. My only memories of her are precious to me as well; but from what you have told me of her I know that she would want you to live on and be happy."

"Yes son, you're right about that. She always lived in the present enjoying every moment for what it was and not lamenting the past or being impatient for the future. I've tried to live my life in that same spirit though now I see that for sometime I have kept you at arms length in an attempt to avoid painful memories. Will you forgive me son?" Alistair asked.