Founders Ch 67

67: Saturday October 10, 2043 1900 hours CST: Return to the Bouncy House

That Saturday evening, everybody arrived at the warehouse for Becky's pregnancy party promptly at 7 PM. From the NASA side, every member of the crews was there, including the mining crew led by Mateo. Becky had invited four of her friends from work.

The most striking of these four women was Ella. She was a winsome Latina who looked young enough to be in high school. She was a college freshman who had interned with Becky over the summer. She enthusiastically met the crew and knew their names. She had on the requisite slinky black dress, high heels, and a black clutch. It was appropriate attire for a formal party, but not really for this one. Zach wondered how much Becky had told her friends about what they were likely getting into tonight. Physically, Ella was Becky's body double, were it not for that added blush of youth. Ella's face had its own unique striking beauty.

Becky's tall slender lawyer friend Amelia had their same thin curvy C-cup body and a regal face. She stretched up a few more inches in height. She was a Latina beauty Becky's age with short lighter brown hair and piercing brown eyes. She was wearing a flowery summer dress. Even at the beginning of October, it was still hot in Houston. Her eyes took in the warehouse with interest.

Becky's police detective friend Lucia looked a bit goth. She was in her late twenties, vigorous, wearing a short black dress and boots. She had dark highlights in her hair and a few piercings and tattoos. She looked friendly and accessible to Zach, but also a badass. She was almost as tall as Amelia but much more muscular. Her D-cup breasts and ample hips fit her powerful frame well.

Most distinguished was Ximena, an older Latina woman in her mid-forties. She worked as a judge in the family court. She had been a mentor to Becky. Since Becky practiced corporate law exclusively, it was acceptable for them to hang out together. She was quite short, a smidge shorter than Colleen, and was dressed inconspicuously in a cream-colored blouse and slacks. Her hair, black with a hint of gray, was elaborately put up. She wore big earrings. She had a soft, intelligent gaze.

The Master spoke up. "We have a much bigger crowd here tonight. That's great. We love repeat business. And, yes, Becky is our guest of honor tonight. You can call me 'Master'." There were introductions and re-introductions all around.

Master said, "Since the company is much more mixed this time, I want to ask. Is anybody not comfortable getting naked in front of anybody else? There will be mostly nudity this evening." Nobody raised their hand to object. Zach was relieved. It appeared Becky had told her friends something about the evening.

"Second question," said the Master. "Does everyone know what a safe word is?"

"I have heard of them," said Lucia the detective, "But I've never had occasion to use one. I'd appreciate an explanation." Ella the college student looked relieved that she didn't have to ask.

"Good," said Master. "We have what's called a 'house safe word'. It is the word 'red'. If you say 'red' or shake your head vigorously side-to-side like this at any time, the action will stop immediately. We never want to have anything get more uncomfortable than you want it to be. You should never be embarrassed to say 'red'. It helps us do a better job." He added, "I know that some of you have your own safe words, but the safe word we'll all use tonight is 'red', agreed? Raise your hand if you agree to this." Everyone raised their hand.

"All right, who wants special treatment?" asked Master.

"Colette does," Alexis said quickly. Looking hard into Colette's eyes, she said, "I want you to make her wish she had a safe word." Colette was quiet, looked excited, and was trying to stay cool in front of their new guests.

"Uh... what is special treatment?" asked Ella.

"Good question, which people surprisingly hardly ever ask," said the Master. "It means that later in the evening, those receiving special treatment will each be taken to their own private room by some of our staff. There, they will be restrained and brutalized in hopefully not unpleasurable ways. Sound interesting?"

"Yikes," said Ella. Master chuckled.

Becky blurted, "I'm going to do it this time." Ella regarded her, eyes wide.

"Do most people do this?" asked the judge, Ximena.

"Another good question," said Master. "It depends on the group. Sometimes, people are here for the general ambience, and nobody does it. Sometimes we get a group of aficionados and they all do it. Last time, this group was somewhere in between." Master added, "But don't do it out of peer pressure. Do it if you're generally curious or interested."

"Maybe next time," said Ximena, smiling at Becky.

Lucia the detective addressed Becky, "Are you sure, Becks? Most of these astronauts didn't do it last time."

"I'm sure," Becky resolved. "It's prudent to get your feet wet and then come back for more."

"That's a good attitude," said Master. "Don't worry. There will be many challenging aspects to this party even if you opt out. Anybody else?"

Looking at Zach, Aanya said, "It was interesting once. I would prefer to opt out this time."

"No problem," said Zach.

Anming began, "My, husband-"

"You'll do it," said Zach to Anming.

"My husband," said Anming, looking genuinely distraught, "Please don't. Last time they did so many dirty, wrong things to me-"

"Were you inspired?" asked Zach.

Anming quietly lowered her head.

"Please tolerate everything as much as possible," said Zach. "Say red and have them fix it if a thing feels old in a bad way. Go farther than you did last time. Confront your demons boldly. Can you do that?"

Anming nodded curtly, still looking at the concrete floor.

"Anming is all yours," Zach said to Master.

"Anybody else?" asked Master.

"You will never get this chocolate ass," Colby said.

She was again drawing attention to herself, thought Zach. He wondered what she wanted from Master. "Why don't you try it?" Zach asked.

"What part of 'hell no' do YOU not understand, sweetheart?" said Colby.

"The part where the lady doth protest too much, methinks," said Zach.

"That was the sixteenth century," said Colby. "In the twenty-first, no means no."

"I'm just asking," said Zach. "It's my mission to contribute to you."

"Oh, I get it," said Colby, approaching and wrapping herself around him. "You want to see me tied up, strapped down, whipped, covered in... jelly was it?"

"I would prefer peanut butter," said Zach. "I think it goes better with chocolate. Smooth peanut butter, of course. You wouldn't want to get any nuts stuck in the wrong places."

"You'd better watch it, or your nuts will get stuck in the wrong places," Colby threatened. But Zach could tell she was amused by the exchange.

"Is it to be anybody other than Colette, Becky, Anming, and Colby?" asked Master.

"NOT me," said Colby.

"Just kidding," said Master.

Charisse raised her hand.

"Okay, the four of you," said Master. "Now I know how many people to call in. Are you sure?" he said, looking at Colby pointedly.

"SO sure you will never get this ass," said Colby.

"Then it's time for the Pinata party," said Master.

"Yay! I get to be a pinata again!" said Berte.

"You can chat," said Master, "but please no talking about strategy. Okay, we have twenty-one players this time. First, you all get these hats, at least temporarily. Great. The rules are simple. There are twenty-one buckets in front of that red line. Stand behind the red line. Now, bare your asses." Becky and the colony crew knew what was coming. They were quick to expose their bare asses. The rest followed in short order. There were no complaints this time. "I know I will never get that firm chocolate ass, Colby," said Master, "but damn what an ass."

Colby smirked at him.

"Each turn, you will pick a number between one and five. This is an automatic paddle with five settings. One is the the softest spank and five is the hardest. They are really all fine. If you take a level one spank, you'll get one candy. A level five spank will get you five candies, and so forth. Not rocket science. The first player to get all 25 candies wins. It's that simple. You could all win together, but that would require cooperation. I'll say no more about that. Cooperation is boring. Okay, I want the law people, Becky's people, over on this side. Good. You first, Miss... Ella." He pointed to the college student and said, "Pick an interesting number."

"I don't know," said Ella. Her black frilly panties were down around one ankle and she was holding up her slinky dress with one hand. Zach was grateful he was tall enough to crane his neck and get a really good look at Ella. Her perfect ass had that dewy firmness of youth. Her pudenda was bare and smooth, no doubt shaved for this very evening. Nice! "Three?" she ventured. They came up with the automatic paddle. "Ow!" she exclaimed, "it hits harder than that?" Her three candies missed the bucket because she was partly turned around talking to Master.

Next up was the detective, Lucia. Zach actually bit his knuckle a little to keep from making some kind of squealing noise. She had her black panties down at her knees. There was a little skull and crossbones on the front -- too cute. She was shaved bare, a little stubbly. She had an unbelievable ass and was quite muscular. She was shaped very much like Khushi, but Khushi was the sort to slink her way into your dreams. This one was a bold sexy punch between the eyes. Every cell of his body pined for her. "Five," she said without hesitating. She got a hard smack. Five candies fell out of her hat into her bucket.

Zach faced a difficult temptation this evening. These women were clearly expecting to hang out with some hunky astronauts tonight and probably a lot more. They were all single and available, normally fair game for Zach. But these women were the main support of Becky's life. He had been "Becky's boyfriend" to them for years. He knew them fairly well in that context.

They all knew he was the father of Becky's child. It was a serially monogamous world here on planet Earth. That was the morality. These women would help raise his child when he could not. They might describe him as a wonderful guy to his child, if he left a good impression. Grabbing the wrong ass tonight might easily result in them describing him as kind of an asshole.

Regardless of anything Becky said, he would already collect negative points for leaving Earth. He must resist the temptation to cuddle up to these yummy strong Latinas. For the sake of his child with Becky, he should only have eyes for Becky tonight. It was perhaps one of the few things he could ever do for the child. Perhaps, later in life, he'd be able to afford to bring the child to Mars for a few years. Then he might do more.

As Zach had been doing all this thinking, the paddling game had smacked its way through the Latinas. It had paddled its way through the mining crew as well. It was well into the colony crew and coming up on his position in the line. Evidently, somebody was signaling strategy in the choices. The crews were all choosing three like Ella had.

Zach was grateful for a quick strategy recap from Charisse, who'd noticed his distant expression. It had been fives from the rest of the Latinas. Mateo had chosen three, hopefully signaling to the Latinas a way they could all win together. "Difficult to keep your hands out of the cookie jar tonight," she'd mused at the end of her recap. It seemed to him that all his crewmates always knew what he was thinking. He chose three and got his spank. It was a lot less than the level five hits he'd received last time.

The spanking returned to sweet young dewy Ella. She dutifully chose five this time. She suffered the spank with a yowl that made Zach wince. Lucia also took the cue from Mateo and chose three. The rest of the Latinas followed suit.

It didn't hurt Zach's reputation to watch closely as the game was played. The game came to Amelia. He'd been lost in thought before. Now he soaked in her smooth-shaved pudenda, labia just barely peeking. Her ass was like a gazelle's, a nice powerful haunch that was dusky, slender, and graceful. Now that he knew he shouldn't even flirt with her, he wanted her ten times more. It was a sickness in his gut. She took the level three paddle with a gentle squeak that made him melt.

It was the judge, Ximena's, turn. She quickly chose three and bore her spank with a small grimace. Her stripe of black bush was neatly trimmed for the occasion, but not shaved. It was jet black, no hint of gray yet to match her head. She struck him as a woman who wouldn't edit such a feature if she had it. She was a bit more spread out than her pals, but her ass looked juicy, not flabby. If only circumstances were otherwise. He daydreamed for a moment grabbing that ass firmly with both hands and pressing into Ximena from behind. He sighed. Charisse noted with sympathy, "Aw Zach, must you fall in love with every woman you see? Your heart must take such a beating."

Shaving went in and out of style. Rightly, as Zach remembered, Ximena's contemporaries, a decade older than his, favored a bit of muff. Contemporary style on the beaches, and he imagined everywhere, lately favored a bush as a power move. Anyone wanting to date a judge would be into powerful women or it simply wouldn't be workable. In contrast, a detective who might work undercover, a litigator, or a coed might reasonably be shaven.

The game came to Mateo, who took a level five spank. The rest of the crews followed suit. Now everyone had eight candies.

Looking towards the ceiling of the warehouse, Ella said, mostly to herself, "Twenty-five minus eight-"

"No discussing strategy," Master corrected.

Ella went silent. She said "Four" and bore a level four spank. The rounds proceeded in an orderly fashion from then, giving Zach an opportunity to watch. He noticed the subtle signs of Colby teasing Master with her body. It was weird to see Becky's friends, who he knew previously only in platonic contexts, bare it all. They were growing comfortable with having bare asses in front of these astronauts.

The mining crew was right up next to them. The two groups were flirting excitedly back and forth. Like him, those men were half erect, finding it hard to keep it down in sight of such pulchritude. Jason had a big cock. Maybe it wasn't quite as big as his, but it looked bigger on a man only 5'2". It was outsized. Mateo's cock looked a little thicker than usual. Aiden and Ethan both looked more or less average. Women didn't really care about such things anyway, he knew.

Zach considered that women were the same about their tits as men were about their cocks. For any of the women short of double D size, they were always wondering how attractive men would find them if their tits were bigger. They never seemed to get that men enjoyed variety: big ones, tiny ones, firm ones, and saggy ones. All had their delectable qualities. The same was probably true of cocks. Except for the overly well-endowed, men were always wondering how popular they'd be with a bigger one. All sizes probably had their delectable qualities to women.

There were three rounds of level four spanks and one final round of level five spanks all around. At the end, they all had twenty-five cannabis candies. Zach overheard the detective Lucia ask the coed Ella what her normal cannabis intake was, to which Ella replied "Zero." Lucia then advised her to eat three of these cannabis toffees to loosen her up for the forthcoming festivities. He noticed that Lucia herself ate twice that many. The rest of the Latinas ate about four. The colony crew had one or two apiece, except Berte, who he could see gobbled three. The candies seemed to affect Berte differently, though. Instead of softening her at the edges, they seemed to affect her like cups of coffee. The mining crew, following the colony crew, also ate just a couple.

"Okay, it's time for everybody to get completely naked. You can put your clothes in the lockers over here. Is anyone here uncomfortable with someone else seeing them have an orgasm?" asked Master. Then to Anming, sternly, "Get your hand down, sub." He looked around again. "Anybody else?"

"I've never done that before," Amelia the attorney said, "but I don't want to be a party pooper."

"Me neither," said Ella, "on both counts."

"Isn't anybody going to a least buy me a drink first?" quipped Ximena.

"Good point," said Colleen.

"I guess I have lots of cannabis candies," concluded Ximena. "Here goes nothing." She popped a few more cannabis candies into her mouth. Anming and a fair assortment of the other women followed suit.

"With five men watching instead of just Zach, the social complexity of this game has exploded," Berte pointed out. She chomped down another cannabis toffee. "The colors are getting pretty. And everybody is so pretty."

"Everyone has an aura," said Ella.

Master explained, "This next game is only for the ladies. It's kind of like musical chairs, except there's no music except your lovely sounds. You also don't change chairs; you must stay seated. Seated, that is, at least until you have an orgasm. After that, you can stand up or remain seated. She who holds her orgasm off the longest is the winner."

"I am many orgasms incarnated in the body of a woman," said Berte. "A woman with beautiful breasts and tickly blonde hair down here... um..."

As everyone undressed, Mateo addressed the group as he bared his body. "Ladies, my crew and I appreciate that we're relative newcomers here. You've all known Zach much longer than us, for the most part. Shyness around us is understandable. We're all just getting to know each other. I also want to acknowledge and appreciate Zach. I understand why you all chose him to be part of your lives. He's a kind man, a nurturing man, and will be a great father. We're not here to supplant Zach. You know this, but it bears repeating."

Mateo put his last article of clothing in his chosen locker and shut it. He continued, "We're with you to do our mission, like you are here to do yours. We want to make the first few years of your mission as easy and pleasant as possible. A ratio of eleven to one is daunting for all of you. Hopefully, we can help soften that in a respectful and happy way. We're here to serve and contribute. Whatever you want to do or don't want to do is fine."

Mateo was done with his somewhat stoned speech. Ximena, Becky's judge friend, now naked with spectacular pendulous breasts, broke in. "Becky promised us, or hah hah warned us, that we would be cavorting naked with sexy and hunky astronauts tonight. We've been looking forward to this all week. And I must say, she's delivered spectacularly!" There was friendly laughter and cheering all around at this remark. Berte threw her panties into the air. Jason caught them and returned them with a smile.

"As Becky's friends, we all know Zach, but this..." Ximena walked over to Zach and swept her hands to indicate his naked body. Then she pointed specifically to his swelling penis, getting some laughter. "This is far beyond what we imagined. I believe I speak for a lot of the women here tonight when I say I'm very... inspired by what I see." More laughter.

She went over to Ethan next. "Look at these muscles, ladies! Just look at him! Yum! And Mateo! Would I like some of that? Yes! And you young man..." she continued, indicating Jason, "You are scary!" she said, indicating his penis. Even though it was only swelling a little at this point, it was obviously going to be a big one. "But not too scary!" There was more laughter from the women. "And another tall muscular one," she said. She stopped next to Aiden and resting one hand on his face and one hand on his tight abs. His penis swelled helplessly as she stroked his body. "Have you ever seen anything more beautiful?"