Chapter 210: Trinket Shops

Time to go see what outrageously priced things I can find to take the girls.

I don’t know if it was because I had dressed or that it seemed like I hadn’t had sex with anyone since I left Skylar’s family’s suite. Either way I was someone asking me to come into someone’s suite or go somewhere private to talk.

Only one woman needed me to fuck her, hard, and she couldn’t tell anyone about it because her husband would cut her head off in front of everyone. It wasn’t that she happened to be a virgin or needed me to cum in her to see if I could get her pregnant. He only ass fucked old men and old women that were on death’s door. Nothing else got him hard, not even blue pills, to fuck his wife. It seems he promised her everything that a wife of one of the elite here would get her. It was expected that he be married to ascend to the top of his family’s business, so he “bought” her, in a manner of speaking. Unfortunately for her I didn’t waste any sperm since she wasn’t going to be fertile until sometime next week. Depending on when I left she might just have a chance, if I had sex with her again.

I found that the man-in-the-machine had put in a lot of information in my head about the people here I needed to worry about. I had some on the rest too, but the dishonest, self-serving, back-stabbing bastards and cunts had gotten everything I never wanted to know about them downloaded. It was even in one of those parts of the brain they say human’s never use.

Even with all the knowledge of them I didn’t expect to have half of them offer to let me have two of their young, under ten, daughters for me to train to service me when Corwin, Skylar, or Mary weren’t in the mood. Sure, Mary and Skylar had harems where I might go get some relief, but their daughters would be mine. Mine to take with me wherever I go. Others happened to have daughters that just started puberty that would soon be unable to control their needs to have me inside their tight pussies. None of their daughters would be my wife, just an ass, mouth, and eventually a pussy for me to use whenever I wanted something to fuck.

Others wanted to talk business, sort of. To them business involved being serviced by children they had bought for that purpose. When they didn’t match their perversions anymore, they discarded them like rotten fruit. When I let them know that I didn’t discuss business like that, they would make some comment like it was my loss. A few flat out told me that was how they did business, and if I wanted to do business with them then I had to do it their way. I thanked them for their hospitality and left.

I was in a small office off the main part of one man’s suite. It seemed that it was more of the same when four naked tweens came in. Each showed they were on their way to becoming women. Two came to sit beside me, one got in my lap and the fourth was between my legs facing me. The man barked something at them that they seemed to sort of understand, but what he said wasn’t what he thought he was saying. It was obvious he didn’t really know their language when he started making various hand gestures that cause the girls beside me to start rubbing my arms and chest. The one in my lap, careful to keep safely away from my dick, should something come up, began running her fingers through my hair and caressing my face. Down between my legs the girl was stiffly doing what she must have been forced to do so many times that she went off somewhere else while doing what was expected of her. The man seemed quite pleased. He barked at the girl between my legs to hurry things along because he wanted to see my dick up inside the one in my lap. She should be able to take at last half of my dick easily. Before he could supervise them to get me fucking the one in my lap, moron one and dumbass two walked right in to tell him that he was expected to come deal with a matter at the other side of the resort. I was told to enjoy myself. He would be back as soon as he could.

“I picked them up on the way here. I haven’t had the time to see if they are what I rented,” he told me in a way that made my skin crawl and want to see him slip into a shark tank somewhere. “If they turn out to not be what you need, my daughters are at the end of the hall. None of them will turn you down. My wife is across the hall if you want someone with more experience.”

Asshole.

As soon as he left I used my feet to push the girl between my legs away from me. I got the girl on my lap straddling one knee and the girl from the floor straddling the other. I arranged them so I couldn’t see anything between their legs.

Using what I guessed was their native language I said, “Please stop. I don’t know how he came to purchase you, or why he thought I would do anything private like that here in his office. I don’t want to touch your breasts or vulva. Please don’t try to do anything with my dick, ok?”

I watched the panic flash across the face of the girl that had been between my legs. She looked at the other three before the ones on either side were back to rubbing all over me. She moved back between my legs and started working hard on trying to get me hard. The one in my lap moved down to try to find my dick so she could grind on it. She ended up on her butt exactly like the one that had been between my legs.

“I mean it. Please stop. I love to be with girls and women. I just don’t like being sexual with young girls, especially ones purchased to do it, and scared they will be punished or killed if they don’t do what they are told,” I told the four of them as I had the two beside me get on the floor too. “You don’t have to worry about me getting you in any trouble. I never discuss what I do with girl or woman. Unless you tell him, he will have no way to know you didn’t do as he expected.”

The one that had been between my legs started to cry as soon as the renewed wave of panic wore off.

“We just arrived here today,” she told me. “He bought us on the way to do this for you. We are gift ... not tribute to you. Something for when important girls not want to be with you as man needs to be with woman many times each day. We are your property, like dogs.”

Oh, this ass is about to find he made a big mistake assuming that I was like any of those like him.

As comforting as I could, I told them to go into one of the bedrooms and wait. I didn’t consider anyone property, especially girls he thinks are playthings for the elite because someone was willing to sell them.

I headed to his wife’s room, since the girls told me he has his own room. I didn’t knock and found a woman in the bed that didn’t look like she had given birth to any kids, not with her narrow hips, unscarred stomach and lack of stretch marks. It was obvious she had been keeping herself warmed up for me to give her some dick since the four girls weren’t even big enough to get their own finger inside themselves. I managed to step to the side just in time to grab the baby, who needed to be burped, that had been pushed into my arms. As I burped the baby the woman on the bed was jerked to her feet and then slapped, hard, across the face.

The woman that came in stood eye to eye with the other one as she said, “You aren’t permitted in my room without invitation. I will not have you souring my name by pretending you are me so you may attempt to have the pleasure of Darren’s manhood. I will not hear you speak of this lest you want to occupy your father’s bed from now until he exiles you for becoming pregnant with his child.”

Not sure if it was the idea of doing her father, or something else, but she went from boiling hot to having icicles hanging from her previously soaked pussy.

Once she was gone, and the door was closed, the woman sat heavily on the bed. I could see one breast had been drained of milk and the other one had a bead of milk ready at the nipple. She took the baby from me to put on that breast while she pulled a chair over so I could sit facing her.

“My husband has many failings. One is a thin penis with barely enough length to have the crown open the birth canal enough to place his seed within and why he has only fathered daughters. It is purely their own intelligence which has kept them from becoming pregnant by him. They are fortunate that his size is not sufficient to damage their maidenhead, or even cause them any discomfort, especially given his premature ejaculation,” she explained. “Another is his ability to believe he is someone of a much higher status due the elite who tolerate his being here with his father. He decided that since it is rumored you are now the alpha male in this world that he wanted to buy your favor with the young girls he purchased on our trip here today. I informed him that your desires tended to girls who had already become women and were of an age where most here would consider too old to be wed, even if they had only lived fourteen years. If I hadn’t recently delivered the child suckling at my breast it would be with great delight to have you take out your anger on my vagina or anus. In the room my husband directed you are only my daughters who are women. Each would delight in allowing you inside them to take my place. It is your right to seek revenge for his insulting implications.”

I thought it over as I took the full infant from her to burp the baby girl again and then changed her.

I asked the woman, “What would be the best way to discredit him and damage his reputation without causing any harm to you, your daughters or his father, other than showing his father that has a moron for a son?”

“I can see you are the man I was told. I have never seen a male in this world who knows how to burp and change an infant,” she told me taking the now sleeping little girl from my arms. “He was summoned to be an errand boy for his father, who is attending a friendly game of small stakes poker with others of his importance. There are three women in the inner circle who are known to cause the elder to consider their reactions if he decries something which would anger them. It is nothing close to the fear of angering your three future heiresses, but enough to have earned the respect of the men here with whom they do business. Take the four girls he bought you and go to where my husband’s father is playing poker. You will know my father-in-law from my husband sitting behind him looking like an obedient puppy.”

She did tell me it would be a short wait before I could leave though. One of her daughters, who I would have found amazingly stunning if not for the brown afro between her legs, was sent off with specific instructions on where to go and what to purchase. She was to take two of her sisters because they most closely matched the bodies of four girls in the office.

While they were gone she told me to go to her father-in-law with the four girls. He already fully knew his son had purchased them, but not for what purpose. She said to explain to him exactly what I had said to the girls earlier. To show my goodwill toward the errant actions of his son, I was to offer to return them to her father in law, knowing that nothing of the sort would even happen lest the man wishes to piss of one of the powerful women. I just needed to sit back to watch what was going to happen.

“My father-in-law only arranged my marriage to his son so he had some chance of having grandchildren that weren’t imbeciles like his son. You see, my husband never questioned me doing his share of the work assigned to him by his father. Part of the agreement with my parents was that my husband would only be allowed to appear to be in charge to keep up appearances,” she told me while we waited for her daughters to return. “The day his father leaves this plane of existence my husband will be given to his offspring to decide his fate, he will get no stay of execution from me.”

Interesting. I hadn’t heard of this sort of dynamic, but I guess there is a lot about these people I don’t know, or ever want to find out.

Soon I was taken into one of the bedrooms where all four of the girls, and four of the older daughters of the man here, were all naked. Each of the girls he had purchased were currently having a lotion rubbed on them that immediately made think of the natural smell of the sweet, innocent girls from back in primary school. When one finished she was taken to where a girl closer to their age would brush out their hair to make them look as young as possible. On the bed I saw their clothes included plain, white little girl panties, a camisole designed to hide their budding breasts, and a dress that screamed innocent little girl versus tween becoming a woman. As I walked around inspecting all the girls, I went to the man’s daughter who had handed off the first girl to get her hair done. On the table with the brushes, I found a pair of barber scissors. Just want I needed.

I guided the girl to the bed and, as expected, she laid back to spread her legs wide. I couldn’t see any of the pink treasures between her legs even after she used her fingers to pull herself open. Taking the scissors, I moved between her legs to get to work, it just wasn’t what she expected. I soon had her monstrous brown afro trimmed down nicely. I had her swap with one of her sisters and repeated my grooming. In the end I had every girl in her family, who had pubic hair, trimmed down like I wanted.

“You can try to hide your charms with a mass of hair, but your father will still have his crotch pushed tight to yours,” I said. “Each of you I groomed undeniably have the body of a grown woman, or soon will. Why make any who look upon your naked bodies wonder why you can’t do even the most basic personal grooming to go out naked? I only cut back the hedges, I didn’t take away the privacy they were providing.”

All my grooming had gotten each of those girls horny. I found my pants around my feet with multiple hands trying to get me hard. I let them knowing good and well they didn’t know what they were about to find.

I guess it is good that the only dick they have seen hard in private wasn’t bigger than their fingers.

Interesting, the four girls the man gave me were the only ones in the room that didn’t look at my hard nine inches with obvious fear. I stepped out of my shorts to go over to where the first of the bought girls had some barrettes in her hair, but they looked like a five-year-old had tried and failed badly.

I pulled the barrettes from her hair, brushed it out and then put in a very neat ponytail before using the barrettes to hold her long bangs out of her eyes. The other three got something different. Looking at them I wouldn’t have guessed they were older than nine. Two of them used a cold wash cloth to first clean and then shrink my dick a bit before getting my shorts back on me. I got hugs from each of the man’s daughters in the room before I left with the four girls he had bought to give me.

I had no problems going right to where the woman had told me the men and women were playing poker. When I went in I got a few odd looks, I think because of the girls with me, but then they went on about their business. At least all of them except the man that had bought them for me. I couldn’t tell if he was annoyed or worried. As I had been told to do, I went the man at the poker table that looked like an older, though thinner and smarter, version of the man I had met earlier.

“Sir, if I may bother you for a moment,” I said very politely with the girls back behind me.

I didn’t expect all conversation to stop and the hands be placed face down on the poker tables.

He stood, bowed a bit and said, “It is no bother Darren. I will always make myself available to talk with you anytime you wish.”

“I don’t believe you may be aware that your son bought me these four girls, as a gift, to use for my sexual pleasures when I desired their company or just wished to not need to take my own needs into my own had,” I said as I watched him do his best not to let his anger work through his outwardly calm appearance. “It was a nice gesture, but if my parents were still alive., I would fear they would kill me themselves if I ever even pondered owning another human being. For some of those here, it is a part of their culture, and as much I may find It not to my liking, it isn’t my place to question their traditions. I do know the language used by your family, and that of the one used when conducting business. Still I think this may all be a misunderstanding and that what he said means something different in a different dialect. He rushed off to attend to an urgent matter, so I don’t think he could really mean he bought them to give to me as if they were to be my pets, like a dog or cat, but pets in a whole different context that didn’t quite translate properly. Either way, I do appreciate his forethought about my needs. Since I can’t accept them as he intended, I wanted to request if you wished for me to have them join your family in your quarters or if I should find them a boarding school on par with the one my parents sent me when I was young. I can’t even take them with me as purely platonic companions. Where I primarily choose to spent most of my time, I’m not considered an adult by the government, so there would be way too many uncomfortable questions as how I had such young girls in my care. I had no control over their lives before he gifted them to me, but I can ensure I do what I think would be best for these precious little girls.”

The last bit was putting it on thick David. Better reign it in a bit.

He glared at his son until his son scurried off like a roach looking to get out of the light.

After downing the drink beside him, he said, “Darren, I wish to apologize for my son’s lack of common sense. If it poses no inconvenience to you, I would be in your debt if you could attend to the care of the four young girls. I cannot hide from my wife forever. Should I return to my quarters with them then I would face her wrath. Already I fear what is in store for me merely because of the embarrassment my son has caused my family.”

“Darren, if I may offer some assistance,” one of the women said.

She exuded power and confidence even when dressed plainly to play poker. Since the man at the table, whose son had purchased these girls cringed back away from her as she approached, I now understood what the man’s wife had said down in his suite about these women making the old man consider how any actions would be viewed by these three women.

She had me and the girls follow her off to a side of the room as far from anyone in there as she could get.