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Chapter three: Family.
Michael arrived home to find a stranger in his house. The man, middle-aged, balding, and dressed like a respectable businessman from the 1950s, was seated at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea, and apparently waiting for him. But the thing that worried Michael most was that this man had a mind unlike any other he’d encountered since acquiring the ring, most minds were tangled, threads going in all directions. Minds that he had manipulated began to show signs of order, patterns reinforced over time. This man’s mind was like a smooth sphere, no threads to pull on.
‘Hello, Michael.’ he said. ‘It’s come to our attention that you’ve been quite busy recently.’
Michael started to speak, but the man waved dismissively and gestured for him to take a seat at the table.
‘We don’t object to what you’ve done, and we’re not going to stop you, but you really must learn to take a little more care. Did you think these ladies’ disappearance or odd behaviour wouldn’t be noticed? One of them’s married, for god’s sake! Did you think her husband wouldn’t wonder why she never came home?’
‘Well, I thought-‘ began Michael, but the man interrupted.
‘No you didn’t. You didn’t think at all. Do you know what would happen if people learned about us, about the Coldsteel? We would, quite rightly, be feared, and hunted down. We need to stay below the radar, Michael.’
The man finished the last of his tea and handed the cup to Jessica, who, Michael realised, had been there the whole time. Standing, the man turned his attention back to Michael.
‘We’ve cleaned up your messes to this point, but you only get one warning. If we need to clean up after you again, we’ll also take steps to ensure it doesn’t happen a third time. I hope I don’t need to spell out what those steps will be.’
At this point, Kat entered the room carrying the man’s jacket and hat, which he took and put on, before taking a card from his pocket and giving it to her. Obedient to some wordless instruction, Kat came over and handed the card to Michael.
‘That’s my address, Michael. Come visit some time if you need some advice on how to stay out of trouble.’
Peta held the door for him as he left the house, leaving Michael troubled and confused.
After checking his harem over to make sure they were still firmly under his control, Michael decided to take a walk to clear his head and think. Half way down the block he spotted a woman jogging towards him and he decided that she was just what he needed to relax and start to think this through. As she got closer he saw that she was in her mid-thirties, slim and fit, with her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. He pulled a few mental strings, putting her in an approachable frame of mind and making sure she’d find him very attractive.
‘Hi!’ he called, with a smile.
She slowed down as she reached him and smiled.
‘Do you live around here?’ he asked, pushing her to see him as trustworthy.
‘Just down the street.’ she said.
He smiled. ‘Do you live alone?’
‘No.’ she said. ‘But my boyfriend’s at work.’
‘How fortunate! How about we go back to your place and get to know each other a bit better?’
—
The blonde, whose name he hadn’t bothered to learn, led him into the house and offered him a drink. He declined, and slipped another suggestion into her mind.
‘Hey, I’ve got to take a shower.’ she said. ‘Perhaps… you’d like to join me?’
She smiled coyly, and he grinned and began undressing. She followed suit, and then led him into the bathroom. While she fiddled with the taps he took the opportunity to admire her naked body. Not overly muscled, but trim and taut. She caught him looking and smiled over her shoulder, then beckoned him into the shower. He didn’t need to be asked twice.
She closed her eyes, letting the water run over her face for a moment, then put her arms around him and pulled him in for a kiss. His erection brushed her stomach, and she broke off the kiss, smiling at him, then reached down and gently brushed his penis with her hand.
‘How about I take care of that for you?’ she asked.
He kissed her again, and she returned it with the same intensity, pulling him to her, pinning his cock between their two bodies. Again she broke away from him, smiling, but this time she lowered herself to her knees and brought her lips to his cock, licking and gently sucking the tip before taking the whole length into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked and slurped and Michael moaned in ecstasy. This obviously pleased her and she sucked with renewed vigour. Michael’s breaths came faster and faster, the sensation building until he felt himself explode, semen spurting into the woman’s eager mouth.
He left her a feeling of intense satisfaction and a strong desire to keep the experience to herself and returned home. He read the stranger’s card again. It was quite straight forward, the name ‘Gregory Niles’ and an address a little way out of town. He decided he had to at least check it out. He had Chris put some clothes on and chauffeur him to the address.
The house was massive, taking up what would have been an entire city block if it were located in town. Mansion was the word. He walked up the drive to the front door, Chris following behind like a bodyguard. He rang the bell and almost immediately the door was opened by a clean-cut teenage boy in a shirt and tie.
‘Father has been expecting you.’ said the boy, inviting them inside.
A girl of similar age in a colourful but conservative dress offered to take his jacket, and the boy led them through the entry hall to a door that, it turned out, led outside to a sort of courtyard. There was a big swimming pool, plenty of plants for shade, chairs and tables, but what immediately drew the attention was the people.
‘There’s got to be a hundred people here.’ said Michael, wonderingly.
‘Sure, about that number.’ said Gregory, stepping forward to meet him. ‘I’m big on family.’
‘They’re your family? All of them?’
Gregory nodded proudly. ‘I got the Coldsteel about forty years ago and I used it to nab myself a wife quick-smart. Got to having kids right away, and never stopped. Got a whole bunch of grand-kids now and even a couple of great-grand-kids.’
Michael stared, dumbfounded. Looking closer he noticed a few things that he hadn’t spotted at first. Many of the women present were noticeably pregnant and there were a lot of kids about, and about half the adults (male and female) wore a conspicuous yellow ribbon, bandanna or armband. Gregory noticed his interest and anticipated the question.
‘In-laws get the yellow. To tell them apart and make sure they know their place. My family are royalty and those who marry in treat them as such.’
Once you knew to look for it, it was obvious. Where groups sat around chatting, those without the identifying yellow had chairs, those with, sat on the ground or stood. Those watching or taking care of children wore the yellow. The two men behind the barbecue wore yellow. Gregory’s kids didn’t lift a finger if there was an in-law around to do it for them.
Michael sat with Gregory in a secluded corner, sipping a gin and tonic (brought to him by a man with a yellow armband). Chris stood nearby, content merely to wait as long as necessary – Michael had made sure of that.
‘You’ve got to think through all the consequences.’ Gregory was saying. ‘If you have someone come live with you, you’ve got to make sure their family knows where they are and is OK with it. You don’t want the police coming around looking for them. If you’ve got a suspicious number of people under the same roof, make sure the neighbours don’t go spreading rumours. Or just don’t have neighbours.’
Michael was still reeling.
‘Are there more of you? Us, I guess? How many people have these rings?’
‘Well, we’ve got a little
informal organisation set up. A little club house in the city where we meet sometimes. But there could be any number of people who have the Coldsteel and don’t draw attention to themselves.’
Gregory handed Michael another card, this one bearing an address in the city and the text ‘The Coldsteel Club. Members Only.’ Just then a young pregnant woman wearing a yellow scarf approached.
‘Ah, this is my wife, Whitney.’ said Gregory. Noting Michael’s look of confusion, he added ‘Not my first. I upgrade every few years.’
‘Darling,’ the woman said, apparently unaffected by her husband’s callous statement, ‘Portia and her young man are here.’
Gregory beamed. ‘Send them over.’
Whitney was soon replaced by two teenagers.
‘This is my daughter, Portia.’ said Greg. ‘She’ll be 18 next week, and that means it’s time for her to get married and start having kids of her own. Right sweety?’
The girl smiled warmly and put her arms around the boy.
‘Are you ready to be part of the family, kiddo?’ Gregory asked.
The boy grinned. ‘Yes sir.’
—
Michael returned home in a daze. Just the scale of Gregory’s little kingdom made his own experiments pale in comparison. How was it even possible to keep something like that under the radar? How many people would you have to manipulate, and how often? It was staggering. He’d made it sound so easy to avoid suspicion, but Michael wasn’t sure they were on the same level, or anything approaching it. His thoughts turned to the card in his pocket. The Coldsteel Club. Perhaps he could find someone there with some more practical advice. But not today. He’d seen enough for one day.
He ate dinner with his little harem, Jessica and her sister Kat, the Tran twins, and Christine, and decided to have a quiet evening at home. He watched Peta and Michelle make out for a while, before encouraging them to get a little more physical. Michelle moaned, and played with her nipples, as Peta’s tongue explored her cunt, flicking and sucking her clitoris, bringing her inexorably closer to orgasm. At the same time, Christine performed the same service for Kat.
Jessica, the odd one out, smiled as she slowly approached Michael and sat herself down on his lap, facing him. She sighed happily as he entered her, and began to gently rock back and forth. As he felt himself building to orgasm, Michael decided that he probably didn’t need to use the ring on anyone else for the time being. He’d lay low for a while. Maybe check out this Coldsteel Club at some future date to be determined. Restored to his habitual tranquillity, he came inside Jessica and left the girls to entertain themselves and each other while he got some sleep.
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