Chapter 29

Since our "guest" were preparing supper outside we were just sitting around drinking coffee, except for Delphine, Cécile, Adèle, and Meka - it was Coca-Cola for them. The new pot of coffee had been for Jaycee and I, but Fawne had tried a cup and she loved it too.

Coffee was not a common beverage in this place and time; in fact it was very expensive if it could be obtained at all. Fawne admitted that she had tried it before but claimed that our version was better than what she'd had.

An almost timid knocking at the back door turned out to be one of the women who'd done service firing the mortars earlier. When we opened the door she rattled off something French and Fawne told us that supper was ready and the people we waiting for me to begin.

We trooped outside and I was surprised. They had no tables and chairs but I could tell that more than a little effort had been expended to make the best of what they did have.

Several large tents had been erected and a type of multi-colored canvas pavilion also. It wasn't really needed since the sun was going down but I could tell that it was done to mark the general center of the celebration and we were escorted to it. Sitting places had been arranged with blankets and pillows of all types and apparently we were to be served there.

Served we were, and the food was plentiful and surprisingly good considering what they'd had to work with. At first I'd been doubtful about what was basically a horse meat feast, but the Percheron was delicious and it was easy to tell that this must have been from a pampered war horse, one that did more duty standing around eating and looking impressive than charging into some fray.

After the meal was over we were entertained with music and dancing by firelight. I began to suspect that this was an event strictly for my entertainment, especially after I realized that most of the dancing included the youngest women and that their costumes, while meager, were - well they were meager, as in not covering much.

Between the scantily clad dancers and the T-shirt clad wobbling titties in my household party I was getting an alarming hard on. If this lasted much longer Fawne stood a good chance of being raped again, right after bedtime. Of course the way she'd nonchalantly rubbed her charms against me since Pierre's demise, at every opportunity, made me think that it wasn't possible for me to rape her, since she'd probably welcome my attentions.

Then I'll be damned if I didn't get that feeling that let me know the house was going somewhere tonight. I couldn't help flinging a thought at Big Boy.

"What the hell, I thought you said we were staying another day?"

"We will only be moving you to another location in this same time period. You should make sure that all those gathered move closer to the house before sleeping," he said in my head, and then I knew he was gone.

Looking around I could tell that Meka, Jaycee, Cécile, Adèle, and Delphine knew something was going to happen tonight and damned if Tutsie didn't have a smug look on his little doggy face. Fawne didn't have a clue though, probably because this would be her first trip.

As far as that went, I didn't have a clue either. The house was going somewhere, that was a given, but I didn't know where. At least it wasn't going elsewhen.

Suddenly the entertainment came to a natural close, and I stood, asking Fawne to give them appropriate thanks from me. After she had I asked her to tell them they should all move their things and their sleeping places up much closer to the house, hoping that they'd think it was for safety.

It was for safety but not in the way they probably expected. I didn't want anyone waking up here in the morning and seeing that everyone and everything else was gone. After Fawne translated my instructions my household crew and I went back into the house.

"Daddy, where we go now?" Meka asked, as soon as we were inside.

"I don't know sweetie, I just know we're going," I said.

"Tutsie pee first," she said, and I was glad she'd mentioned it.

We took him out the front door and let him scratch and sniff and then he did a commendable job. None of our "guest" were parked on the front "lawn" yet but I could see some of them easing their things around this way. We went back in the house and since there was still come coffee in the pot I refilled the mug I'd used earlier.

Meka decided she'd have a cup too and soon enough I was sitting on the couch with Meka in my lap and Tutsie in hers. We didn't speak much, just drank our coffee. I didn't know where the others were but it didn't matter at the moment.

"I sleep my bed tonight, Daddy," Meka said, out of the blue.

"You can sleep anywhere you want to, anytime you want to," I told her.

"Meka know. Fawne need you tonight. Fawne frightened. Fawne nice too, love Tutsie," Meka said, and the tone of her finish let me know that it was high praise indeed.

About fifteen minutes later our other housemates joined us. It was apparent that they'd been in the shower and it was also apparent that they were dressed for bed. They all were wearing T-shirts, and what the T-shirts revealed had Fawne a rosy pink from the neck up. She didn't seem exactly embarrassed though.

I could come to like things like this was what I was thinking when Meka spoke up.

"Bedtime, I sleepy," she said, and then headed toward her room.

There wasn't a way a man could be luckier than me at this moment, unless he wasn't about to make some type of They induced journey. No matter how beautiful and willing these women were and no matter how hard my dick was, I knew that there'd be no fucking tonight. We'd be out cold as soon as we were under the covers.

The rest of them knew that too, except Fawne. Maybe that was the reason for her blush. She probably thought she was in for a good hosing, soon. She didn't look like she was distressed about it.

It was a tease to Fawne and I knew it, but I couldn't help myself.

"All right girls, lets go to the bedroom and do what grownup do after the children are asleep," I said.

Fawne blushed a little deeper and the others just smiled. They knew as well as I did that nothing was going to happen in bed except sleeping. I might have time to pinch a nipple or pat a naked ass but that was it, and everyone knew that, except Fawne.

As we entered the bedroom Jaycee was in the lead and she pulled her T-shirt off right away, followed by everyone else, except Fawne. Fawne didn't delay long though. When she saw the others "dressing for bed" she copied them and I got a delightful look at her beautiful body. No wonder the priest had strayed from his holy ways, if he ever had any.

It wasn't that she was any more beautiful than the others, it was that she was every bit as beautiful. The members of my growing little harem were all something special and though he knew in his head that he wasn't going to get any tonight, dicky's heart thought it was time to fuck and he stood at attention.

I didn't want to cheat Fawne on the strip show so it was off with my clothes too. They all sat on the bed and watched as if I was the star of some show, and I guess I was at that.

Fawne looked surprised when my dick popped free but the rest just smiled and Jaycee winked at me. It was easy to tell why when the sleeping arrangements were finalized.

Fawne was put in the middle first and I was directed to spoon up behind her. She shivered slightly as she felt me come up close and personal and then sighed as I put an arm over her to capture a breast and give it a slight squeeze. It's nipple came up to look around almost instantly.

Jaycee came in right behind me and Delphine behind her. Cécile and Adèle got in on the other side, nearest Fawne. Jaycee didn't waste any time taking hold of my aching dick and then with a little sleight of hand she encouraged Fawne to raise her top leg a little and then lay my dick between Fawne's legs, pressing my shaft up against Fawne's pussy lips without pointing the head where it wanted to go. Just as Fawne's leg settled back down to enclose me in the warmth between her upper things, the lights went out for real.

As always in these situations, I couldn't know how long I was in real sleep and how long I was in contact with Big Boy. I was asleep, and then sometime later I was communicating. It was as if my body was still asleep - and I guess it was - but my mind was fully functioning.

"Every things went perfectly. All your new people were well away from the margin of movement and even all the horses," Big Boy told me.

"My new people?" I asked.

"Yes. That's the way they think of things at any rate. It is why they had the dancing after the feast, they were offering you anything or any person that you wanted," Big Boy said.

"Hell, I don't want anyone."

"That will not hurt their feelings, but they do want you," Big Boy told me.

"What do they want with me?"

"Ideally they want you as their Baron. They were impressed with the ease of your defeat of Pierre, his son's and his men. In fact they were amazed. They don't really expect you to become their Baron and take over all Pierre's property but it is their fondest wish," Big Boy said.

"I don't know anything about being a Baron and I don't think I have the time," I said.

"Time is yours for the asking and Fawne is intimately familiar with the duties of a Baron. Her father has a Barony, a large and powerful one," Big Boy told me.

"I might need some help from you also," I said.

"Of course, call on me when you will. In fact we are in the process of making some minor preparations that we believe will help you."

"Very well, Baron John does have a nice right to it," I said, but he was already gone and I was falling back into normal sleep.

When I woke I could tell from the sounds of their breathing that everyone else in my bed was still asleep. Slumber hadn't stopped Fawne from taking hold of my dick head though, and currently she was using that purchase to rub my shaft slightly against her vulva. It was an excellent feeling to wake to and I can recommend it heartily.

Still, the aching hardness wasn't the only ache. I needed to piss like a Rocky Mountain Race Horse. Since my hand still held her breast I gave the nipple a little tweak and it roused her.

I have no idea how she did it, but the sound started as a hum of pleasure, low in her chest, segued into a near moan of desire, and then changed to an almost squeak of surprised pleasure. The bad part was she let go of my dick. I gave the back of her neck a proprietary nip with my teeth and unhanded her titty.

Her head turned to look at me and her smile was expansive. My bladder was still expanding though and with only a brush of my lips across hers I made my way out of the bed and into the bathroom, for relief.

After that, and a quick shower I returned to the bedroom, toweling myself on the way. The girls were all awake now and climbing out of bed for my viewing pleaser whether that was their intention or not. Soon enough though there were only magnificent asses in my view as they headed for their bathroom. Meka, Tutsie in arms, came in then.

"We walk Tutsie?" she asked.

"Just as soon as I have some pants and boots on," I said.

When I was presentable, or nearly so, we headed for the front door. I grabbed the Marlin on the way out and Tutsie started marking the place as his own when Meka put him down.

"Daddy, look," Meka said after a moment.

I followed the sight line of her pointing finger and saw a castle. That was a shock. It was just coming false dawn, the light was poor, and we hadn't bothered with our goggles, but it was still a castle, no doubt about that. It was a big bastard too.

Looking around in other directions I saw the we were encircled by walls too; big walls. They surrounded a lot of territory, because my little traveling house and lake took a hundred or more acres with it, and it didn't begin to crowd the space within the walls.

Tutsie was finished by now and he came to Meka, obviously wanting to be picked up. There was nothing I could do about the castle or any thing else right now, so she grabbed him and we went back inside.

Jaycee and her troops came out of the bedroom just then, all wearing T-shirts again and pants that looked like sweat pants but were made of what seemed to be nylon. Crude redneck hick that I was, I didn't recognize silk.

They all came over to give me a kiss on the lips, Meka a kiss on the cheek, and Tutsie a pat on his curly head. Then they headed for the kitchen and started making one of my favorite noises, they rattled the pots and pans.

Of course Fawne was mostly an observer while the cooking got under way. I could tell that she was paying careful attention though. Mostly she seemed amazed by the equipment and the biscuit tubes that Jaycee brought out fascinated her.

The food fascinated me when it arrived; I'd been concentrating on the look and the wonderful smell and had completely failed to notice Tutsie's new highstool. It looked a lot like the one from George and Ethel's house.

After breakfast I suggest to Jaycee that she should get everyone in some jeans and boots.

"What's up?" she asked.

"We need to make a round outside, to check on things."

They didn't waste any time and were back in a few minutes. Thankfully Jaycee had brought her rifle and was wearing her web belt. I was decked out too, so we left by the front door. We didn't clear it by five feet before the commotion started. Finally Fawne spoke up.

"This is Pierre's castle, we are inside his walls," she said.

"This was his castle, it's mine now. Pierre is dead and his heirs are dead," I said.

"This is true, but do you think the King will allow you to take the Barony?" Fawne asked.