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Chapter
7

That evening, Andy and the girls decided to curl up in bed

and watch some television with Niko asleep next to them. At first, Andy was
worried that the volume would be high enough to wake up their newest addition,
but Aisling assured him nothing was going to stir her from her slumber. Sure
enough, despite the volume of the show “ a Spanish Netflix crime drama called
La Casa De Papel “ Niko didn't budge an inch.

Andy fell asleep with Aisling pressed up against his right

side and Lauren pressed up against his left, both of their heads resting
against his chest. When he'd first started sleeping with Aisling in his bed,
he'd had trouble falling asleep easily. It wasn't something his body had any
regular experience with, so it had to be trained. He'd had similar trepidation
when Lauren joined them. But now, having had both of the girls for nearly three
weeks, he'd grown comfortable with their bodies nestled against his.

In the middle of the night, he was in the middle of a

strange sex dream only to be woken to find Niko bobbing her head up and down on
his cock, her lips latched around it firmly. Neither Lauren or Aisling had
woken. Andy couldn't see Niko well in the low light of the wee hours, but her
head was feverish, her mouth suctioning on his member until he popped a load
against the back of her throat, a thankful, almost vulgar moan coming from the
woman, as her tongue lathered over his cock to make sure no droplet remained.
She was still spasming in orgasm long after he was done. Once she'd finished
licking his cock clean, she crawled back up into the bed, and moved to lay
against Lauren's side, folding one arm over the Aussie.

Andy fell back asleep almost immediately.

When dawn broke, Andy awoke to find Niko straddling his

hips, his cock lodged up inside of her snatch. He often woke up with a hard on,
but Ash and Lauren had agreed to let him at least wake up in the morning before
having a go at him.

Clearly no one had informed Niko.

He didn't feel bad taking a better look at her now, her tits

pressed together between her arms as her hands rest against his chest, while
her hips snapped back and forth. Her skin was a deep tan, her nipples a
chocolate brown, her hair a jet black. She wasn't tall, about the same height
as Aisling so half a foot shorter than Andy, and a full foot shorter than
Lauren. She was muscular, toned, a life of military training having kept her
very in shape.

His orgasm wasn't strong, but it came on quick.

By this point, Andy was a little surprised he wasn't cumming

dust.

As soon as his orgasm hit, she fell forward against his

chest, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Aisling and Lauren were both
already awake, each with a hand on one of Niko's thighs affectionately.
"God damn, sorry about that, sir," Niko laughed, breathy and still shaking.
"2nd Lieutenant Niko RedWolf, reporting for her new life, sir. I think my
head's finally clear again."

"Wasn't it before?" Andy asked.

She shook her head, lifting her head up enough so she could

look down and smile at him, her hair threatening to spill out of her ponytail
at a moment's notice. "Would you believe this is the first time it's
actually registered to me what you look like, sir?" She had a mischievous
smile and kind brown eyes. "They may have told me your name, but I don't
think it cut through the fog. Who are you?"

Andy blanched. "My name's Andy Rook. What do you mean,

you don't think it cut through the fog?"

Niko looked over at Lauren, who scooted a little bit to one

side, so Niko could slide off of the top of him and in against his side.
"I serve on the Air Force base where they were testing the vaccine, and I
agreed to be a test candidate. The two men who were injected with it died
immediately, but I and the other female officer seemed fine. At first. Within a
few days of it, I started feeling, well, pardon my saying so, sir, but I
started feeling horny all the time. The other female officer as well."

Aisling smirked over at Niko. "Permission to swear

freely is habitually granted in this home, 2nd Lieutenant. In fact, Andy likes
a girl with a filthy mouth," she giggled, slapping his thigh.

He wilted a little bit, but then nodded in confirmation to

Niko. "It's true."

"Duly noted, sir," Niko answered. "Anyway,

they didn't know about the side effects during the early testing stages, but it
started to become pretty fucking apparent to them when I would continually get
all fidgety. I tried to resist as long as I could, but eventually I was jilling
off in bathroom stalls every chance I could get. Within a week or two, they had
an answer, and the program was born."

"The Air Force developed the vaccine?"

"You think those morons in private research were going

to do it this fast? Hell no." Niko snuggled in, trying to get as
comfortable as possible pressed up against his chest. "So they figured out
that they could introduce the vaccine to men by sexual contact with a
vaccinated woman, and that it seemed to help quell the insane need to fuck all
the time that women given the vaccine were feeling."

"If you were one of the first people to be given the

vaccine, then why weren't you partnered up with someone immediately?"
Lauren asked.

"I wasn't fond of being subservient to a man, so I told

them I wanted someone who would keep me on equal ground. But because the nature
of my work with Air Force, I also needed someone who would have Top Secret
level clearance."

Andy's eyes widened. "I sure as hell don't have

that."

"No, you don't, but you'd mostly been vetted for it

Your friend Phil Pak has been trying to get you to come and work with him for a
long while, so they'd done all the legwork, and decided to call it good
enough."

"I also happen to have a mess of partners, Niko. Are

you sure that's going to be okay?"

"It's all been taken care of, otherwise they wouldn't

have sent me here." Niko's eyes suddenly widened. "Oh my god, I
haven't even introduced myself to your other partners."

Aisling winked at her. "You had hard fucking to do,

love. I'm Aisling Blake, I'm from Dublin originally. Everyone around here calls
me Ash. I do graphic design." She shook Niko's hand, but Niko pulled her
over Andy's head and pressed a kiss against Aisling's lips above him, one which
Ash was perfectly happy to reciprocate.

"And who's the giantess surfer behind me?" Niko

said, pulling back and turning around.

"Lauren Herron. I'm a personal trainer for the

'49ers."

"An Irish girl and an Aussie. About time you got some

American blood in this mix."

Andy laughed. "That's what my roommate's partner Lily

said."

"Where are you from, Niko?"

"The Rosebud reservation in South Dakota. I'm half

Lakota, one quarter Mexican and one quarter Japanese. I know, it's quite the
cocktail, but we've all got stories."

It was nearly noon when they all got out of bed.

Niko was the youngest of all of them, only twenty two. Ash

was twenty seven, Lauren thirty five and Andy himself just shy of forty. Andy
was worried that Niko might consider him too old, but Niko assured him that his
age was not a concern for her. As a matter of fact, she liked older men. She
found younger men too emotionally volatile for her tastes.

She'd actually read one of his books, but the problem was

that it was "The Trouble With Were Bears," the book he was least
proud of. She'd said she found the main character interesting, but the plot
rather confusing. He assured her the other ones were better, and she seemed
eager to read them.

The fuck lust, as Niko described it, would be with the girls

for the rest of their lives. The longer they went without reconnecting with
Andy, the more their judgment would be compromised, the harder it would be to
think clearly. They would become like junkies in need of a fix. They would be
easily agitated, quick tempered and even violent if they felt it would get them
back to their pusher “ Andy.

When Niko had arrived at Andy's condo, she had been so out

of it that even now she couldn't recall the events he related back to her. Her
first memory in weeks had been being in bed with him this morning, even as she
crawled atop of him. She knew that he was her mate. She wasn't sure how she
knew that, but she could feel it, sense it. And when he'd had his third orgasm
inside of her within less than a day, the imprinting had finally settled in and
peeled back the cloud from her consciousness.

While Lauren was on leave until the pandemic had receded,

Niko would be working from the condo. Although she was a qualified pilot, her
service in the Air Force was as a data analyst, and a secure connection was
being set up on site for her to use.

Until then, she had a bit of a break.

It was a Saturday, and the girls decided they wanted to work

on their tans. The condo had a small back yard that was fenced off. While the
neighbors in the condos on either side would be able to peer down and see them,
the girls had decided to sunbathe topless. Lily had even decided to join them,
although she bitched about the heat, which was pushing over a hundred.

Andy spent the afternoon filling Eric in on all the

information he'd gotten over the last two days “ what Phil had told him, what
Niko had told him, all of it. Eric, in return, had filled in Andy with what
he'd learned from work over the last few weeks.

While Lily, Andy and Eric all knew who Eric worked for,

they'd been a little bit vague with the girls, always joking that Eric worked
for a think tank that didn't do anything interesting, but soon they were going
to have to fill them in.

Eric worked for a company called Long Thought Research and

Development, but the truth of the matter was that they were a remote analyst
cell for the CIA. Long Thought handled problems that were overwhelming in the
abstract and deadly in application “ they were responsible for terrorist
profiling, weapons migration modeling, political theater simulations and a
whole lot more.

Over the last few weeks, they'd been working on building a

new model, one which had Eric worried. Theoretically, every member of Long
Thought was supposed to be sectioned off, working on only a singular aspect of
the problem so that no one analyst could get an idea of what the simulation was
intended to determine. It was supposedly to avoid confirmation bias, but Eric
had considered that explanation bullshit as of late. So he'd done a little bit
of data gathering from his coworkers on the sly, and come up with a working
theory.

The model was designed to see how the world's new normal

would pan out if 37.5% of the male population of Earth died out to a pandemic.

This pandemic.

Niko had wandered in before the rest of the girls, while

Andy and Eric stood in the kitchen, staring at one another. Then she'd offered
her own information, to help talk Andy out of what he'd been thinking about.

Because Andy had been thinking about going to the press.

She'd explained to him that for the time being, all of the

information had to remain secret, or a nationwide panic would ensue. The
vaccine that the Air Force had developed was starting to be deployed to major
metropolitan areas on a very specific basis. And when a mayor, a governor, a
representative or a senator had put up a fuss, Niko hinted that that particular
politician had been exposed to the virus and then offered a choice “ they could
take the vaccine, and be mated for life to one (or in some cases many) person,
or they could deny the vaccine worked, and would be allowed to die.

Only one governor had chosen to decline the vaccine, and

while the Air Force had respected their wishes, they didn't allow the governor
to tell anyone about the vaccine and its side effects.

They did allow the governor to die, though.

Niko explained to the two men that there were probably only

a hundred or so people in the country with the full picture of what was going
on, and that was by design, because already the virus was starting to take its
toll on other countries. While some countries had done excellent jobs at
containing the spread of it, others were on the verge of collapse.

And the CIA was debating on what countries were worth saving

and which weren't.

England, Ireland and Australia were already in the process

of being brought up to speed about the vaccine, but the complete details were
only being given to them on an as needed basis. The pairing program had been
confirmed to the outside world, but the side effects of the vaccine had been
kept hush hush.

On some level, the Air Force was convinced that foreign

governments would laugh themselves at being told that the vaccine had crazy
sexual side effects until they had gotten a chance to experience them for
themselves.

"Shit," Andy grumbled. "The ex-journalist in

me feel like I'm sitting on the story of the century here, and I can't tell
anybody."

Niko squeezed his hand softly. "You're a good man, Andy

Rook, which is why I'm happy to be mated to you, but you have to consider the
ramifications of what would happen if you revealed all of this to the
public."

"The whole goddamn world would explode," Eric

sighed. "I know. I've seen the data. And that's not the worst of it."

"What's the worst of it then?" Andy asked.

"The worst of it is that we're going to have to let a

billion men die off for the planet to stabilize. It's going to be the biggest
culling since World War Two, and even that wasn't a drop in the bucket compared
to what this is."

The three stood in silence for a long time.

"How does anyone make these kinds of decisions?"

Andy whispered.

"You don't have to. We don't have to," Niko said,

wrapping an arm around him. "You can't save the whole world, Andy, but you
can save us. Hell, you've already saved those two amazing women out there. And
they've been so nice to me, even though I apparently fucked you at your desk
before even introducing myself." She blushed a little. "I still don't
remember that. Did you watch, Eric?"

Eric laughed, lifting the Collins glass full of scotch to

his lips. "Are you kidding? Lily would've kicked the shit out of me if I
did."

"Oh, I dunno," Andy chuckled. "If you asked,

she might let you watch."

"Well, I don't intend to ask. She already has me waking

up sore most mornings."

"That's just the exercise from all the fucking you're

doing," Andy said. "You're out of practice, just like me, and hell,
I've got three women to satisfy."

"Soon to be four," Niko giggled. "I'm sure

it's every man's dream."

"I'm just waiting for the first big fight to occur,

because I know it's coming sooner or later."

"That's future Andy's problem," Niko said, turning

his face down so she could kiss him for a moment. "Besides, Ash made it
pretty clear just because you're tired of giving me my medicine doesn't mean
you get to skimp out on your promise to her."

Andy groaned playfully. "I'm going to be running dry in

a few days at this rate."

"Oh I wouldn't worry too much about that, Andy,"

Eric said with a laugh. "The fall will probably kill you."

"Yeah, well, you just keep thinking, Butch," Andy

countered. "That's what you're good at."

"What are the cats' names?"

"The Russian blue is Muninn, and the black one is

Huginn."

"Odd names."

"It's the name for Odin's two ravens, thought and

wisdom," Eric said. "We were on a Norse mythology kick when we got
them as kittens."

"They friendly?"

"Oh sure," Andy said. "They're just getting

used to this many people being in the house at one time. If you put out their
food enough times, they'll start cuddling up to you any chance they get. Ash
decided she was going to befriend them right after she got here, and Muninn'll
hop up into her lap when she's working at the table some days and just settle
there. That's why Eric built her the foot rest, so she can put her legs up and
Muninn'll sit there quietly."

Niko looked back and forth between the two men for a minute.

"How the hell were you two single before any of us showed up?"

"Women don't like nerds," Eric grumbled.

Andy raised a finger, arguing the point. "No, they like

nerds alright, but they don't seem to understand that nerds like aggressive
women and are terrible at making the first move. So nerds don't get the love
they deserve."

Niko looked out into the back yard, where the girls were

gathering up their things, wrapping towels around their waists. "I dunno.
You two seem to have done pretty well for yourselves at this point."

Andy smirked, cocking his head to one side. "Sure, but

luck is like the weather. Wait a few minutes and it'll change."

A storm of bad luck was, indeed, just over the horizon.

Chapter 8

The next few days involved a lot of time getting settled, as

Andy learned more about the girls who now shared his life. They also spent time
learning about each other. Andy spent time trying to get some writing done on
another Druid Gunslinger novel, and when he got into a zone, the girls made a
pact not to disturb him, especially if he started typing away badly.

That gave them plenty of time to dig into each other’s

history, and the girls began to scheme and plan. They took great fun in
learning each other’s turn ons and offs, and to figure out how to quell their
own wild desires, to try new experiences.

The girls also took an interest in reading the seven books

Andy had written in the Druid Gunslinger series, with Aisling going so far as
to even mock up a movie poster for one of them, which delighted Andy to no end.

It was starting to become obvious that the condo wasn't

designed to hold this many people, however. At night, things were fine because
everyone was packed in their beds, but during the day, people were having to
work around one another. Aisling and Niko set up their laptops at the dining
room table, while Lauren spent much of the day either working out in the
backyard, or reading in a deck chair. Andy and Eric each had their own desk,
Andy's in the dining room and Eric's in the living room. Lily seemed perfectly
comfortable coding in the living room on the couch. When Andy's last partner showed
up, she would have to either share space in the backyard or the couch in the
living room. The dining room table might fit a third workspace, but it would be
a very tight fit.

There had been nice surprises, however. Both Lauren and

Aisling were excellent cooks, each with radically different styles. Lauren
focused on healthy cooking, while Ash was the master of lush, savory cooking
that threatened waistlines just from the very smell of it.

The cats had taken well to their new housemates, keeping

themselves entertained while everyone was working. From time to time, they
would hop onto people's laps, or walk across their laptops, but for the most
part, they were just happy to have people to be around who might be willing to
pet them in a spare moment.

But they were starting to feel the limitations of the condo,

and the heat wasn't helping. They had fans running nonstop, but the condo
didn't have centralized air conditioning. When it had just been the two of
them, they were able to manage by closing the windows and drawing the drapes,
because the condo was nicely shaded by trees. But with six people, that wasn't
holding up as well.

By the time it started to cool down in the evening, a light

funk had started to fill the place.

And there was still one more person to show up.

The camaraderie between them all had helped diffuse the

tension, even as they delved into each other’s past. Andy had gotten to know
some of Aisling's siblings, especially Dermot, who had refused to let Andy off
the line the first time they'd talked until he'd promised to send him an
advance reader copy of "High Noon At Stonehenge," the upcoming Druid
Gunslinger book that had started Andy down this whole journey.

Turning on the news every night had been hard to watch,

simply because it didn't jibe with the information they had at their own
fingertips. As Phil had predicted, the government was doing its best to
downplay the casualties, reporting false numbers to make it sound like
everything was under control. And while reports of the vaccination program were
starting to get out to the masses, nobody was talking about the side effects.

Why, Andy kept asking himself, why oh why was nobody talking

about the side effects?

They were wrapping up a day's worth of work when Niko looked

over at Andy with a soft smile. Aisling and Lauren had headed upstairs a few
minutes earlier. "I've sort of been monopolizing you for a few days, Andy,
so Ash and Lauren have a little surprise cooked up for you while I work late
tonight. I'll be up in a few hours to crawl into bed, but you should go up to
your room and enjoy what they've got up their sleeves."

"You okay with that?" Andy said. He'd been

navigating a whirlwind of emotions since the girls had come into his life, and
was doing his best to make sure nobody ever felt left out, and that everyone
also got a turn being the center of attention.

"Oh relax. If I wasn't, I wouldn't have said so. And I

did demand a mess of attention when I got here, so it's only fair I tap out of
a couple of play sessions. Gimme a kiss and then go have your fun." She
tilted her head upward as he smiled and leaned down, pressing his lips against
hers. He'd meant to give her a quick kiss, but she folded her hand against the
back of his neck and pulled him in to make it much more intense, practically
searing him with the heat. "And Lauren's going to be a little nervous, and
you're going to want to go easy on her. Don't, okay? She wants what she's
offering, so don't deny her that. You'll know what she wants. Give it to
her."

"Yes ma'am." He offered her a mock salute and she

reached over and swatted his ass.

"Don't be a smartass. Now get your butt upstairs."

Andy shutdown his desktop and then headed up the stairs. The

door to his room was closed. Eric and Lily had been in their room for about an
hour already, and he could hear the sounds of moans behind their closed door.
Lily and Eric both started and ended their days earlier than Andy and his
girls.

Whenever a door was closed in the house, the rule was that

you always knocked. So there was Andy, once again, knocking on the door to his
own bedroom.

"Come on in, luv," Aisling said.

Andy stepped into his own bedroom, and saw Aisling sitting

on the corner of the bed. On her knees on the floor next to her was Lauren,
with her hands folded together in front of her. She wore absolutely nothing,
except for a collar attached to a leash, the end of which was in Aisling's
hand. He closed the door behind himself, feeling Huginn skitter in just before
he did.

"So what's all this then?"

"Well love," Aisling said, "Lauren has a

request. A couple of requests, actually. Don't you, slut?"

Lauren licked her lips nervously, not speaking, but nodding

in agreement.

Aisling took the leash by the midpoint and used the end to

give Lauren a smack on the back like a mock lash. "I asked you a question,
Lauren. Answer me."

"Sorry, Mistress," Lauren said. "Yes, Master,

your slut would like to make a coupla humble requests, if that's good."

What Niko had told him just a few minutes rung in his ears

once more before he spoke. "You may ask. Whether I'll grant them or not
remains to be seen, but if you don't ask, you risk nothing, you gain nothing.
Speak."

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. The other birds and I were

talkin', and Aisl, Mistress Aisling was telling' us about her first time being
taken in the back, an' I wanted to have a go at it."

"Taken in the back?"

Aisling gave her another playful smack with the leash end.

"What did I tell you, whore? Speak plainly and dirty, otherwise he's not
going to know what you want."

"The ass, sir. I wanna be fucked in the ass."

"That's one request. What's the other?" Andy said,

moving a little closer to the two women.

"You've been so wonderful and kind with me, Andy, but I

want to see the other side of ya. I wanna rough go at it. Pull me hair, spank
my ass, pinch me nips, ride my hard, pound me hard, make it hurt. Don't break
me, but take me right up to that edge."

Andy reached down and pinched one of Lauren's nipples

between his fingertips, his grip holding firm and clamping even tighter than he
would've normally. He expected to hear a whimper of pain from Lauren, but
instead, a deep throated moan poured from her, and her hips almost rutted
forward.

"That what you're looking for?"

"Fuck yes, Master."

"If you want to be fucked in the ass, Lauren, you're going

to need to get my cock good and slick. Going in dry would do some damage."

Aisling giggled a little bit, and reached behind her,

grabbing a tube of lubricant, handing it down to Lauren. Andy peeled his shirt
off and felt Lauren's hands prying his jeans open, nearly ripping them down his
legs. It wasn't until she'd gotten them down there that she realized he was
still wearing his shoes from having walked out to the mailbox earlier.

"Oh, you useless cunt, girl," Lauren said to

herself. "Forgot to get his runners off."

He certainly didn't go easy on her, and she certainly seemed

to enjoy herself.

Niko had slipped into bed with them an hour or so later, and

the four of them drifted off to sleep. But it wasn't going to be a long and
restful night for Andy.

There was a knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Aisling and Lauren were on his left and Niko was on his right, so he only had
to move past her to get to the door. He saw her stir a little when he crawled
out of bed, but he was able to avoid disturbing her too much. He pulled on a
pair of boxers, tugged on a t shirt and opened the door to his room to see Eric
and Lily standing outside.

Eric curled his fingers at Andy to come out of his room.

Andy nodded and stepped out into the hallway, then followed Eric and Lily
downstairs to the living room.

"Andy, we," Lily started, then paused, then

started again, "I need your help."

"Help?" Andy said, looking over at Eric.

"What kind of help can I provide? I'm a writer, for fuck sake."

"My roommate, well, my former roommate, she was given

the vaccine, but,” Lily motioned for Andy to sit on the couch, so he did.
"Look, Jenny's a nice girl. She's a little naive, and occasionally she's a
bit daft, but she's a nice girl. She wasn't prepared for this."

"Prepared for what?" Andy said. "What's

happening?"

"They delivered her to the man who was supposed to be

her partner, and he took a swing at her, said he wanted to put her in her place
before he'd let her have a taste of his seed. He tried to hit her, the fucking
bastard. But Jenny's been studying aikido since she was six, and she broke his
arm defending herself and ran. Even as horny as she was, she wasn't going to
let someone push her around. So she fled and she's in hiding, and I can't let
that stand, so we need to go and get her."

"Go get her? Go and get her? And do what with

her?"

"I don't know, alright?" Lily said, raising her

voice for a second. "I'm thinking we can take her to one of my coworkers
and pair them up."

"Isn't the government doing match ups? Aren't they

going to be pissed that she isn't with who she's supposed to be?"

"Look at me, Andy," Lily said, pointing her

fingertips at her eyes. "Do I look like I give a shit what the government
thinks? They didn't even do a proper check on the guy they were connecting her
to. They paired her up with some abusive asshole with a history of violence
towards partners. That isn't going to fly, okay?"

"Let's go get her, and then we can figure out what to

do with her, okay?" Eric suggested.

"I'm sure one of us is going to regret this," Andy

said, heading back upstairs to grab his socks and shoes.

Before the plague had hit, even at three in the morning,

there would've been at least a few cars on the road, but now, everyone was
staying at home nearly all the time, which meant the freeway felt like a ghost
town. That was for the best, because despite it not raining that much in the
Bay Area, tonight it was pouring like a flood was coming. And people in the Bay
were terrible drivers in the rain.

It wasn't a short drive, and after a bit, Andy started to

get a bit nervous. "How far up into the hills are we going, Lily? We're
more than half way up to San Francisco at this point."

"She's up here in Hillsborough, camped out in someone's

vacant house since she fled from the asshole. I'm more worried that the cops
have shown up to haul her ass to jail."

"Or us," Eric said., They're gonna arrest us for

being out under curfew."

"Quit whining, baby," Lily said to him.

"Right up there, on the left, 2885." There were in a very posh
neighborhood in Hillsborough, with mansions on either side of them. There was
plenty of space in between the houses, something that was mostly at a premium
in the Bay. "You wait here with the engine running, Andy, in case we have
to bolt quickly. Eric and I will be right back with her."

Lily and Eric hopped out of the car, closing the doors and

heading over to the house, and left Andy to wait. A minute or so later, a
helicopter flew overhead, low and with a spotlight shining down, but it was off
to the side and the beam of light cut through some back yard three or four
streets over. Andy wasn't sure if they were looking for Lily's friend Jenny or
not, but he hoped the police had other things on their mind.

The wait was nearly unbearable.

After ten minutes, Eric and Lily came back out of the house,

a third person between them, hanging on, covered in a blanket it looked like
had probably been stolen from whatever house she'd been hiding in.

Eric held open the door and Lily loaded the woman into

Andy's back seat before Lily ushered the girl into the car, crawling in after
her as Eric slid into the front passenger's seat. "I think the cops are
close, Andy," Lily hissed at him. "Fucking drive already!"

As soon as both doors slammed shut, Andy's foot was off the

brake and the car was in motion. It was hard to look back behind him, but after
a few blocks he had to stop at a red light and glanced over his shoulder as he
had to wait, and saw a familiar face resting her head in Lily's lap.

"Jesus Lily, you didn't say your roommate was Jenny

Carnero!"

"Who's Jenny Carnero?" Eric asked.

"She's the goddamn weather forecaster for channel

2."

"How the hell would you know that?" Lily asked.

"Neither of you strike me as Fox News watchers."

"It's the only thing they had on over at 24 Hour

Fitness when I went to work out, so I saw her all the time."

"It was a job, Andy," Lily said. "I also

didn't expect you to hold a grudge."

"It's not that, Lily," Andy sighed. "She's

going to be noticed missing. It's not like she's somebody we can just keep
hidden without people knowing where she is. The minute she goes into work, the
guy she's supposed to be with will know where to fucking find her, and that
means they'll come for her."

"By that point, she'll already be imprinted on someone,

so it won't fucking matter," Lily growled. "And it won't be that
asshole who tried to hit her."

The girl whimpered, her head squirming in Lily's lap.

"Lily," she whined, "Lily, it hurts. Need cock."

"Soon, Jenny, soon. It won't be long."

"Not long, Now," Jenny said, her voice starting to

sound almost violent. "Give cock."

"Oh shit, her nose is bleeding," Eric said, his

eyes back on Jenny's face. "Just pull over and Andy can fuck her."

"Excuse me, but I've already got three girls, and

supposedly one more on the way. Why don't you fuck her?"

"Because Lily says I can't."

"Andy, stop the car," Lily said. "Eric, get

back here."

"But you said,”

"I know what I fucking said, you little shit, but I'll

have to fucking learn to deal with it, won't I? Get back here and let her suck
you off while Andy's driving us home."

Andy brought the car to a stop at the next red light, and

Lily swapped places with Eric. As soon as Eric was sitting in the back seat,
Jenny was practically ripping his pants off, fishing out his cock before
slamming her mouth down on it.

"Lily, are you sure about this?" Eric said,

nervousness apparent in his voice.

"Give it to her, Eric. She and I were good friends, we

will be again. It'll just be an adjustment."

Andy kept his eyes pointing forward for the rest of the

drive as Eric got blown in his back seat.

Chapter 9

The next day Andy was struggling to figure out a plan. He'd

been running it around in his head for hours, trying to see some easy way
through this, but he kept coming back to the same inevitable point “ he needed
Phil's help.

God, he was tired of having to ask Phil for help.

"You're vexed, Andy," Niko said to him, placing

her hand on his shoulder.

He'd been sitting at his desk, and he looked back over his

shoulder to her. "How can you tell?"

"You've been looking at that computer screen for almost

an hour and haven't typed a word, babe," she said, leaning in to kiss him
on the cheek. "That's vexed. We haven't been together long, but I
recognize when you're vexed. I do the same, when I'm thinking very hard about
something. I stare and I fret, while I'm vexed."

"You seem rather like a badass, Niko. You sure you're

going to be okay, being saddled with a square like me?"

She laughed. It was a sound he was quickly learning to love,

confident and yet still somehow a little cheeky. "You've been keeping this
house together despite all the chaos. That doesn't seem square to me."

"You know I'm like a dozen years your elder,

right?"

"I won't tell anyone if you won't. So how can I help?

What are you vexed by?"

"Last night, our little voyage out, we brought back a

new girl for Eric. She's Lily's former roommate. She was supposed to be with
someone else, but apparently the man she was paired up with has a history of
domestic abuse, and so Lily insisted we rescue her and paired her up with Eric
so no one could pull her away."

"So you're trying to figure out how to tell the

government about how she's paired up with someone different? What makes you
think they're even going to notice?"

"She's a weather reporter on one of the local news

stations, so people are going to notice. I think I've got a solution, but I
just hate to do it. I feel like I'm always leaning on this friend to help us
out."

"Oh? Someone you've told me about?"

"Phil. I've mentioned him. In fact, you should probably

meet Phil. I'm just tired of constantly asking him for help."

"Do you really ask him for help a bunch, or does it

just feel like it and you're overreacting?" she grinned.

"Probably the latter, but it doesn't always feel like

that." Andy grabbed his phone and loaded up the Signal messenger app. He
and Phil used it to keep their communication private. “Meet up in an hour at
the usual spot?

Almost immediately he got a response. “Make it 2.

"Okay, looks like I've got a meeting set up. Phil's

been our man on the inside for this whole pandemic. He works for a company that
contracts for the military, and while he can't tell us exact details about
what's going on, he can help paint in some of the corners. Phil will know how
to get all this sorted out."

"How long have you two known each other?"

"Nearly 20 years? He's good people. Why don't you come

with me?"

"Sure, lemme go throw some pants on."

A couple hours later, Andy and Niko had headed back to the

park to meet up with Phil, who didn't bring Audrey with him. He was dressed
wrapped in head to toe, much like he was the last time, a mask over his face
and goggles over his eyes, with a ball cap pulled down over his jet black hair.
Andy was dressed much the same. Niko didn't feel the need to wear goggles, and had
her hair drawn back into a ponytail. Phil kept a good distance from them,
pushing his vape pen behind his mask to take a drag from it, then tugged the
mask down briefly to blow out a cloud of vapor into the air. "So what's
the 911 call about, Andy?"

"First, let me introduce you,

"2nd Lieutenant Redwolf," Phil said, cutting him

off.

"Mr. Marcos," Niko replied. "Didn't know your

name was Phil."

"I'm surprised you even remember me, Redwolf. You were

pretty out of it when I sort nudged you towards Andy."

Andy cocked his head. "You sent her my way?"

"She's part of our tribe, Andy. Geek cred through and

through, and I figured it wouldn't hurt to have her kept in the family, so I
just made a connection in the system. She had decent odds to end up with you
anyway, but why take a chance, right?"

"Guess I owe you one then, Mr. Marcos," Niko said.

Phil swiped his hand in the air. "Then I'll call in

that favor to insist you never, ever call me Mr. Marcos unless we're at work.
Deal?"

"I can make that promise."

"This what you called me about, Andy?" Phil said,

finally stepping a little further back, pulling off his mask so he could just
continually draw from the vape pen.

"Nah. I've got a bigger problem. So Eric's picked up a

runaway."

Phil frowned a little bit. "How do you mean?"

"So Eric's partner, Lily. She had a roommate before the

whole pandemic, name of Jenny. Now apparently Jenny was set up with some
guy."

"That's how it works, Andy."

"I get that, Phil. But it turns out the guy she was set

up with was some kind of domestic abuser."

"Wait, what?" Phil scowled. "That sort of

thing should've shown up before he got paired up with anyone."

"I dunno. Maybe it didn't get reported before, maybe

this was his first time and he was trying it on. But before Jenny could get
imprinted on him, he tried to take a swing at her."

"Fuck. She okay?"

"She's got some self-defense training, so she got away

from the guy unscathed and went into hiding."

"You get the guy's name?"

"I can have Eric send it to you. But that's not the big

concern. The big concern is that once we rescued her, she imprinted onto Eric.
And she's a talking head."

"Shit," Phil said, taking another drag.

"News?"

"Weather."

Phil swiped a hand back in the air again. "Send me her

name. I'll get it taken care of. Don't even trip about it. That's the least of
our problems right now."

"Shit getting bad, sir, I mean Phil?" Niko asked.

"You have no idea."

"How bad?" Andy asked.

"We're looking at ten to twenty before it's all

done."

"Ten to twenty million people dead? Jesus!"

"No, percent. We're talking ten to twenty percent of

America dead, mostly men. We're guessing it'll end up around sixty million dead
before the vaccine's in full effect in the middle of next year." Phil took
a heavy drag, and the news hung in the air like a guillotine's blade. "The
news is going to break any day now how fatal the new mutation of the virus is
getting, and then everything'll be crazy. The army's going to be deployed here
on US soil and martial law's going to go into effect. President Pelosi's at
least been quick about it, and she's bunkered down. News hasn't broken yet, but
the orange gooomba died on the operating table a couple of hours ago. Looks
like milquetoast will be next in a couple of days."

"Forty or fifty million men dead? That's nearly half of

the male population!" Niko said. "How the hell are we going to
recover from that?"

"We're going to have to pair up a lot more women with

the remaining men, and encourage them to have a whole shitload of kids,"
Phil sighed. "But even with that, it's going to be a fucking mess for a
generation. Which reminds me, when you go home, I want you to start packing up
your things."

"Packing?" Andy asked. "What do you

mean?"

"I mean, start figuring out the absolute minimum you

would need to take with you if you had to leave in a hurry, and then get
anything that might take a few minutes packed up. Anything else, just have it
at the ready."

"Should I be worried?"

"Nah, but it wouldn't hurt to be a little

prepared."

"What's happening, Phil?"

"I can't tell you that yet, but the world's gonna keep

on changing, and it doesn't hurt to be ready for it."

"Yeah, okay."

"You'll actually be very happy after it happens, man.

Trust me."

"If you say so."

"Trust Big Daddy Phil."

Andy rolled his eyes. "I trust you about as far as I

can throw you, and that ain't very far."

"You'll see." His watch beeped and Phil turned it

up to look at it. "I gotta get back into the office. Send me Eric's new
girl's name and the guy she was supposed to be hooked up with, and I'll make a
few edits into the system."

"You know Phil, there are days it feels like you're

seriously into some black bag shit."

"Only some days?" Phil said, taking one final drag

off his vape pen before blowing a huge cloud up and into the air. It smelled
vaguely of cinnamon buns, Andy noted. "Then I gotta up my game again. I'll
see you soon, brother." He pulled his mask back up and headed back to his
car.

Andy and Niko watched him go, stretching out a little bit.

"So you worked with Phil, huh?" Andy asked her.

Her face scrunched up a little. "I was part of their

security detail until I got exposed to the virus and then got quarantined. When
the symptoms started to get severe, they used us as test cases for vaccinations
and tried to pair us off. They were having trouble finding someone to match me
with, based on my stated preferences before I got drugged."

Andy smirked a little behind his mask. "I knew I wasn't

exactly what you were looking for."

"You're a little older than I initially wanted, Andy,

but I don't have any complaints now that I'm with you. I was also a bit leery
about sharing a partner with anyone, but it seems like that's going to be S O P
moving forward."

"S O P?"

"Standard Operating Procedure. If Mr. Mar” if Phil's

right about those casualty numbers, they're going to have to pair up a Lot of
women to individual men. I bet you're going to get a bunch more than just the
one more you're expecting."

"Jesus, that's a whole lot of personalities to keep in

balance," Andy grumbled. "I dunno if I'm up to that."

"You don't have to do it alone, stupid head," she

teased. "You've got Ash and me to help manage the cavalcade of women
you're going to be saddled with. We'll try and keep everyone from killing one
another and manage your time, although we're definitely going to have to
continue getting you into better shape."

"Lauren's started in on that, but frankly, I probably

need to eat better."

"And cut down on the soda. You've got a full nest to

look after."

"This scares the shit out of me," he sighed,

leaning his back against a tree. "You know that, right?"

Niko strolled over to him, a coy playfulness to her stride,

as she moved close. "I know how to relax you."

Andy arched an eyebrow beneath the goggles. "What,

here?"

"Who's going to see?"

"We're in a public park, Niko!"

"Ask me if I give a fuck," she said, as she

dropped down to her knees, nuzzling her face against the crotch of his jeans.

"Alright," he laughed, "Niko, do you give a

fuh "

His sentence was cut off as she pressed her mouth down along

the length of his cock until the head of it was pressed against the back of her
throat. She held it there for a good moment, long enough that he could feel her
suppressing her gag reflex, straining back tears before she drew her head back
and gasped in a deep breath of air. A playful giggle rolled from her lips,
saliva dripping from them. "No sir, I fucking do not. But the faster you
give me what I want, the faster we can go home," she said, moving to kiss
at his balls, suckling on his nuts for a moment before moving her lips back to wrap
around the head of his cock. "Now hold my hair back and fuck my
face."

Andy reached down and grabbed her silky ponytail with one

hand, the other moving to curl his fingers against the back of her head as he
pushed her face back down onto his cock. In response, she let out a wanton moan
onto his cock, her hands reaching back to grab his ass, helping push her lips
down to the base of his shaft, his balls pressing right against her chin.

His hand holding her ponytail pulled her back, sliding her

lips back to the head of his cock before pushing her face back down again,
feeling her fingernails sinking into his jeans a bit more in response. He could
swear he saw her hips thrusting forward beneath him, her legs spread wide, her
knees almost pressed to the inside of his ankles.

The pace quickened, as he thrust forward into her face while

tugging her down onto each shove, whimpers that sounded delighted shivering
across his skin between the sloppy sounds. He finally pulled her head back,
letting her pop her head off his cock, just in case she wanted to tell him to
stop, tell him she'd changed her mind, or whatever. Instead, she turned her
eyes up to him. "Don't fucking stop. Fuck my face. Gimme that load of hot
cum right against the back of my fucking throat. Please?" Her brown eyes
were peering up at him as she licked her lips, and he could feel her struggling
to try and lean even closer to him.

He started to pump his cock into her mouth again, and

suddenly he felt one of her hands slide away from his hips. He could see it
push down the front of her jeans, and almost immediately, it came back up again
and raised into the air towards his face. Her fingers were glistening,
practically soaked, and he could smell her cunt on them as he leaned forward to
lick them clean.

Just as he did, he felt his balls draw up and his hand on

the back of her head pressed her face down to the base of his cock as that
orgasm shredded through him. He knew his cum was blasting into her throat, and
could feel her spasming and trembling against him. It still boggled his mind,
knowing that his orgasm triggered one immediately in his partner, and far more
intense than he'd ever been able to bring a woman to before.

His hands let go, giving Niko back control as she drew back,

groaning in a carnal sound he hadn't yet grown accustomed to. Instead of
pulling away, though, she started licking up, making sure to catch any loose
jism or spittle from his shaft, her gaze never once leaving his, as she smirked
while her tongue slathered him up. "See? Don't you feel less vexed?"

He couldn't help it and started laughing, and it was

infectious, because she immediately began giggling with him, even while she was
lapping up the last of his spunk. "Okay, yes, you got me, I am certainly
less vexed. How about you?"

Niko smirked a bit, giving his cock one final lick before

she pulled his boxers and jeans back up, rezipping and buttoning them up for
him. "By now, you have to understand that your sperm is like a magic
formula to us, your partners. It's exactly what we need and want every day.
It's like giving a junkie a fix. Of course I feel better." She tugged up
his shirt and kissed his stomach before pulling herself back up onto her feet.
"I'd have kissed you but,

"I don't mind that you just blew me, Niko," Andy chuckled.

"Oh, that's not it at all. I just didn't want to

share," she said with a wink, tapping one of her fingertips on his nose.
"Girl's gotta keep every drop to herself any chance she can. Normally we
try and pass a little of each load around, but here I get one all to myself. So
I'm savoring that taste lingering on my lips. But we should get back to the
house."

"Fair enough."

As soon as they got back to the house, Lily was waiting for

them by the garage door. "Are we okay?"

Niko smiled at her and gave the plump girl a huge.

"Andy's got you covered, don't worry." She rubbed her spiky hair and
then headed into the house, leaving the two together.

"So get me the jackass's name from Jenny, and I'll get

it to our friend Phil, who'll make sure it gets entered into the record that
he's a domestic abuser."

"Hopefully that means he won't get paired with anyone

then."

"Well, based on what Phil said in the Discord channel a

week or so back, it's more likely they'll pair him with someone who can beat
the shit out of him," Andy sighed. "Or, someone who's into that kind
of thing. People are into all sorts of weird things out here."

"You don't have to tell me twice," Lily said,

exhaling a deep breath. "Jenny's been nuzzled up to Eric all morning,
practically unwilling to let him go. I wasn't planning on sharing him with
anyone, but if I have to share him with someone, I guess Jenny will be
okay." Andy realized a second later, his face must have given something
away. "What's with that look? You heard something else from Phil, didn't
you?"

"Yeah, it's pretty fucking scary out there, Lil."

He shook his head then looked up. "You're probably going to be sharing
Eric with quite a few other women. Men are dying left and right, and they're
going to have to figure out how to keep the country afloat. That means the
traditional family unit design is out the fucking window."

"How bad can it really be if they're keeping it

quiet?"

"It's about to boil over. The estimate is we're going

to lose nearly half the men in America."

Her eyes looked to him as if she was waiting for the joke.

When it didn't come, and the silence had hung in the air an uncomfortably long
time, she finally spoke again. "Half? Fucking half? Fucking Half?"

"Yeah, I can't say I'm thrilled about it either, Lily.

I've got a lot of guy friends, and the idea of half of them just being fucking
gone isn't exactly news I wanted to hear when I got up this morning, but I got
it anyway." Andy tossed his hands up into the air. "And we can't
fucking tell anyone! The news will out in a few days, but we have to be quiet
about it until it is. Also, apparently we need to start packing."

"Packing? What for?"

"I guess we're going to be moved at some point. I guess

we'll find out soon enough."

Soon enough came the very next day. Andy and his usual gang

of friends had a Discord channel they hung out on regularly, and they'd been
using it for news on each other. And Phil poked his head in just before noon
with a simple message:

"@DruidGun 15 minutes."

The household had spent part of the day before figuring out

what essentials they would need on short notice. When the knock on the door
came seventeen minutes later, they'd already gotten the cats loaded into their
carriers, and their computers packed up.

Standing outside of the door was Dave, flanked by two armed

soldiers in hazmat suits. "Hey Andy. We need you folks to load all your
shit up into your cars and follow us. We'll be outside in the truck. Don't
worry about anything you leave behind. We'll have it brought to you later, but
right now, we've got to get you safe."

"How the hell are you going to do that, Dave?"

Andy asked, as he heard people moving behind him. "Where are we
going?"

"We've set up a little bubble village north of

Pleasanton, a sort of gated community where we can keep everyone inside safe.
Nobody other than military personnel will be let out until after the vaccine's
widely circulated. Anyone who comes in to add to the community will drive in
trucks worth of supplies. We'll even have some basic services like restaurants
and movie theaters inside of the walls, so people can get some taste of
normalcy again."

"That sounds pretty good."

"Beside," Dave laughed, "I'm sure it's

starting to feel pretty crowded, all of you people inside of this tiny condo.
You'll like your new digs. Okay, we'll meet you outside."

Andy got into his car, feeling very snug, with the two cat

carriers in the back seat between Niko and Lauren, with Aisling in front. Eric,
Lily and Jenny took Eric's car. Sure enough, the camouflaged truck was idling
outside.

It was nearly an hour drive up to an area of the Bay that

Andy had only ever driven past, somewhat wooded, with only a single road
leading up towards an enclave. He'd never seen a private residence area with a
full military guard checkpoint. The guards outside were holding automatic
rifles, and looked ready to mow down anyone The truck pulled over at the gate
and Dave wandered back to stand alongside Andy's car, motioning for him to roll
down the window. "Here's where I leave you, my friend. I'll be let into
the complex in a few days, after I get all the high value locals we're going to
keep in New Eden."

"New Eden?" Andy said, cocking his head to one

side. "Jesus, that's a little pretentious, isn't it?"

Dave shrugged. "Yeah, maybe, but when have military people

ever been good at naming shit?"

"Yeah, okay, fair enough."

"Just follow the Tesla waiting on the other side. It'll

lead you up to your new home."

Dave waved for the guard to open the gate. As the metal gate

opened, Andy could see a white Tesla X on the other side. Andy pulled his car
through the gates, and Eric's car followed in behind them. The drive was
through semi wooded area, but Andy could see insanely nice houses through the
trees in some of the areas.

After about five minutes, they turned onto a driveway that

lead up to one of the most expensive looking houses Andy had ever seen with his
own two eyes. It looked like it was three stories, and it screamed money. There
was a five car garage off to one side, but the Tesla pulled to a stop in front of
the building.

Andy and the girls hopped out of their cars, as Eric and his

girls hopped out of their car behind them. A woman in her early forties dressed
in fatigues popped out of the Tesla and smiled at them. "Welcome to your
new home!"

"Heh," Eric said. "I don't know that it's big

enough for all of us." He was obviously joking.

Someone should have told the officer. "Oh, don't worry,

Mr. Yang. This is Mr. Rook's house. Yours is next door."

Nobody knew quite what to say to that.

Chapter 10

Andy felt embarrassed just walking in the front door. The

house “ no, the place could only be fairly called a mansion “ the mansion was
his, but even thinking that was strange. He'd never set foot in a mansion
before and now he was going to be calling this one home.

In the entryway, he could see a pair of stairs leading

upwards, and doorways on either side, as well as one in the middle. Eric and
his girls were waiting outside, but the woman in the fatigues had insisted she
give Andy a tour of his new home before she took Eric to his house. The tour
would also serve as a briefing on New Eden.

"There's a hundred houses in the complex, all of which

are behind fences and gates, so there's a gatekeeper making sure no one goes in
or out who isn't supposed to be," the woman said as she started leading
Andy upstairs. Aisling was coming with him, while Lauren and Niko were
exploring the ground floor. "Now obviously we realize that military police
not allowing you off the grounds can sound like a prison, so we want to make
sure it's the most gilded prison you ever live in."

"How strict is the entrance/exit policy?"

The woman clicked her tongue, as if considering how to

answer. "You aren't going to be permitted to leave the premises until you
and the rest of the country have been vaccinated. Everyone here is considered
essential, so we don't want any risks. Once everyone's vaccinated and
protected, then the gates will keep guard but they'll be private contractors
and not US military. And you and your new family retain your new property."

"You mean the house, right?" Aisling asked.

"The house, the land, the cars,”

"Cars?" Andy said.

"Right," the woman said, snapping her fingers.

"The garage has five Teslas in it “ two Model S's, two Model X's and one
Model 3. We wanted to give you some options, and make sure you were going to
have enough transportation to take care of everyone in the home."

"Every person getting their own car seems a bit much,

don't you think?"

The woman turned back to look at them as they reached the

third story landing. "I'm sorry, Mr. Rook. Did they not give you a
briefing before you arrived?"

"They rolled up to our house, gave us five minutes to

load whatever we could into the car and brought us immediately here. We were
told someone else would bring the rest of our things in later."

"Ah yes, they did say they were going to have to be a

bit more abrupt with the last few waves of men being brought in. We've lost a
lot of men, so we're having to protect the ones we do have rather strictly.
You're going to have a few more partners than originally anticipated, and maybe
a little outside of your original parameters."

"Are you joining our family?" Aisling asked the

woman.

She laughed pleasantly, waving a hand in their direction.

"No, don't be silly. I'm Major Peters. I guess you could consider me the
mayor's wife. Well, one of them, anyway. I'm very much spoken for, and besides,
you're going to have more than enough to keep yourself busy."

"Are there new girls arriving soon?"

"Soon? You could say that. In addition to the ones already

here."

"What do you mean already here?"

"Well, in addition to new partners who should be

arriving soon, there's the staff, who will be tending to you sexually, but
would like to remain on a professional level."

Andy and Aisling both stopped in their tracks. They were

walking down a very lush hallway, and had passed one bedroom already that at a
glance was at least four times the size of the living room in their old condo.
"Wait, what does that even mean?"

"The women who serve on the staff, they,” she trailed

off for a moment, as if trying to figure out how to phrase it. "Their
sexual fetish is to be servants, so while they will happily sate your sexual
needs, they do not want romantic entanglements with you or your other girls,
Mr. Rook. That isn't to say you can't impregnate them, naturally."

The last word caught Andy off guard the most.

"Naturally?"

The major smiled at him, as if his confusion was naive.

"You're going to have to help repopulate the country, Mr. Rook. That means
you should, on average, have between one and three children with each woman
you're engaging in intercourse with. This includes your staff, and while you
will be their father, they may or may not take on your last name, depending on
what each of your partners wants to do. We expect that as your household grows,
you may find individual women will be carving out individual roles for
themselves."

"Roles?" Aisling asked. "What's that all

about?"

"So you're about a month behind the mayor on the

advancement timeline. In the last few weeks, he's had to have the women in his
life define their positions in his house. For example, he has five wives, one
of which has decided she's going to be the homemaker. Another has taken on the
role of his executive assistant. I'm the military liaison, being that I was
already an officer on the base, and I'm also helping coordinate the affairs of
New Eden. He also has three women who aren't interested in being wives, so they
consider themselves concubines. There's also four women on his staff who tend
to his estate."

"How many people do I have on staff?"

"Three, Mr. Rook. You have Katie, who is your gardener,

Jennifer, who is your cook, and Yvette, who is your maid."

"Okay, now you're just fucking with me," Andy

said. "Yvette? Really? C'mon. Don't kid a kidder."

Major Peters smirked. "She's downstairs. You'll meet

all of them at the end of the tour." She turned and continued walking.
"This way to the master bedroom."

They continued down the hallway and reached the end of the

hallway. The master bedroom wasn't just large, it was obscene. It was larger
than the entire condo they'd just left, and then some. The bed was larger than
any bed he'd ever seen before. "Jesus, I didn't even know they made beds
that big."

"They don't, normally. It's actually two king sized

beds pushed together, but we've made custom sheets for them. You should be able
to fit most of your partners in the bed if you like, although you'll likely
find that some of them may want their own bedroom. There won't be enough
bedrooms for every woman to have her own, naturally, but at least some of them
will have that option, at least until the children start arriving."

"How many bedrooms does this place have?"

"Twelve, in addition to fifteen bathrooms, three living

rooms, the kitchen, the pantry, the gym, the home theater, four offices and the
guest house out back on the other side of the pool."

Aisling's eyes widened a little. "We have our own

pool?"

"Heated, yes. With hot tub, naturally. Katie will tend

to the pool as well as the grounds. Two of the bedrooms have been converted
into servants' quarters. Katie and Jennifer share one, and Yvette has the
other."

"Wait, they share one?"

"They're a couple, yes, Miss Blake. Partners."

"And you're sure they're okay with this?"

"They want to survive, Miss Blake," Major Peters

sniffed. "Just like the rest of us. They may not be thrilled, but they'll
adapt. We do what we must to survive."

"How many of you sleep with the mayor?" Andy

asked. "How many wives does he have?"

"We've decided in our house that any more than five

people in a bed is untenable for us, but that's our personal preferences, and
each household has to make that decision on their own. Why, one of the groups
that moved in a week or so ago, the women decided they only wanted to sleep
with their shared man one at a time, so each night, there's a different woman
in the bed with him, and the rest are off in other rooms. In another, all ten
of them sleep in one bed all the time. As long as no one gets permanently hurt,
we don't judge."

"Hang on, what do you mean 'permanently?'" Aisling

asked.

"Obviously, different people like different things. We

were a little worried when the Blackwell’s moved in, simply because a couple of
the women had bruises on them, so we pulled them aside and interviewed them
away from their male partner, only to find that the women, ahem, were into that
sort of thing. People have kinks. We have to be open and accepting of that here
in New Eden."

"No kink shaming. That's progress from the 'don't ask,

don't tell' days."

"It's a new world. We're going to have to live with

each other for some time, so there's no sense in causing unnecessary trouble,
is there?"

"So how many partners am I going to end up with at the

end of all of this, Major?" Andy said as he peered into the master bathroom.
He was debating whether to call what was in there an overly large bathtub or a
rather small pool.

"For most men, we're aiming somewhere between twelve

and fifteen, in addition to the staff. Anything more than sixteen seems
unwieldy for most men, not that they're generally complaining. And we're
ramping up gradually, because once a woman is imprinted on a woman, she can't
be imprinted on someone else."

"Twelve to fifteen?" Andy made his way back from

the bathroom to rejoin the two women. It was a longer walk than it had any
right to be. "Jesus fucking Christ. And they're all going to be my
partners?"

"Most men dream of having a harem, Mr. Rook. You're

actually going to have one."

Andy snorted a bit dismissively. "Most men have never

had to share their lives with multiple women. I had a friend who was in a
polygamous pod, and he said the more people you put into a pod, the more
problems you ended up with."

"You'll find that when the women are imprinted to you,

Mr. Rook, that big problems get reduced to small problems very quickly. The
fact that they all share a man makes them more likely to work their problems
out, since none of them are clearly ever leaving you." She lead them back
towards the stairs. "Shall we go downstairs and meet the staff?"

"One second. I have a couple of quick questions first.

The guy who brought us here, Dave, he said there was a movie theater?"

"Roger that. There's a movie theater in the central

town area, as well as a general store and a couple of restaurants. All of which
is inside of the quarantine area. You're free to go to any of them as you see
fit, or visit your friend at his house. Everyone is within the bubble, so
you're welcome to hang out with anyone you like. That's true of anyone here, at
least after they've been imprinted. Whenever you have a new partner arrive,
it's vitally important that you imprint them immediately. Some of them may be
in full control of their faculties, but some may be somewhat impaired. Their
judgment may not be what it used to be, but once they're imprinted, all of that
will return."

Andy clicked his tongue. "I've already had experience

with that. My most recent partner, when she arrived, she was in something of a
state."

Aisling giggled. "A fuck fugue, if you will."

Major Peters nodded again. "Your staff isn't quite

there but, but we would obviously prefer you imprint them as quickly as you're
able to. It doesn't need to be immediate, but in the next few days would be
best."

"Are you sure they're going to be okay with it, Major

Peters?"

"Mr. Rook. These women have been given an option “ pair

with an available man, to help reinforce the injection we've given them, or
skip the injections and wait until a more mainstream vaccine is developed. Now
that could be months, or it could be years. And during that time, they're
completely vulnerable to the virus, trying to do their best to shelter in
place, praying some random slipup doesn't get them killed. Faced with that
option, they took a very similar questionnaire to the one you took, although we
made it clear that the more deal breakers they put on their answers, the harder
it would be to find them paired up."

"Look, I get that," Andy said, as the three of

them descended the staircase back to the ground floor. "I just want to
make sure that nobody's doing anything they don't want to do."

"I can assure you, Master Rook," a voice said from

around the corner, "none of us is here unwillingly."

As the three of them walked around the corner, Andy could

see Niko and Lauren standing in front of three women. The first woman was a
Hispanic woman in overalls and a t shirt, in her early thirties, with her black
hair cut in a short bob. Next to her was a Midwestern looking woman around the
same age, curvy with her hair in a bushy brown ponytail, dressed in a t shirt
and slacks, with an apron draped over the front, her eyes behind large circular
glasses that almost dwarfed her face. And on the right was one of the most
buxom women Andy had ever seen. She was in her early twenties, dressed in a
French maid's costume, black and white, with a short skirt, white underfrills
poking out the bottom, her legs in fishnet stockings, with a single black line
running up the back of them. Her tits were huge, practically forming a shelf,
as much of them exposed as covered. Her hair was blonde, long running down her
back in massive curls that hung down to her waist. Unlike the other two women,
who were wearing sneakers, the maid wore tall high heels.

"We're all aware what we signed up for, Master

Rook," the voice continued. It emerged from the woman on the left, whom
Andy assumed was Katie, the gardener. "And we will make sure the house is
kept in perfect condition."

"Master Rook sounds so insanely overblown, Katie, was

it?" Andy said, as he approached them, feeling Aisling moving in behind him.

"Yes, Master. I'm Katie, this is my partner Jennifer,

and down at the end is Yvette." Jennifer bowed a little, while Yvette gave
a curtsy that somehow even offered even more of a view of her cleavage than
before. "And it's important we show deference and respect."

"Would 'sir' be an acceptable compromise?" Niko

asked the women, which made Andy relax a little.

"I would have no problem with that, ma'am," Katie

said.

"Nor I, madam," Jennifer followed.

"I must insist I refer to him as Master," Yvette

said, her French accent practically oozing into every word. "I want to
offer him his earned respect. And besides, it gives me a tingle saying
it."

"You really are French, Yvette?" Aisling asked.

"Oui, madam."

"And it gives you a thrill to refer to him as Master?"

Niko said.

"Oui, madam."

"How much of a thrill?"

"Madam, I am a natural submissive. I enjoy serving,

being ordered around, and the idea of having a proper Master? That is exactly
what I wanted."

"And the outfit?"

"Mon dieu, what man hasn't wanted an actual French maid

at some point in his life?"

"The outfit's quite complete."

"In all the right ways," Yvette giggled, while

tugging up the front of her skirt to reveal that while she was wearing
fishnets, that was the only thing she had on beneath the skirt. And the woman's
cunt was not only wet, it was practically dripping down her thighs.
"Welcome to your new home, Master."

To be continued in part 4, by CorruptingPower for Literotica.

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