Campaign 6R Ch 15

Chapter 15

Over the next several weeks I read everything I could find on compromising digital devices and networks through unauthorized access to an account or computer system. It required extremely sophisticated technical techniques, using specialized equipment, to go completely unnoticed by cyber security software and IT teams.

Once I dug into the hacking issue I realized I had much of the knowledge already and just need to put the separate pieces together like a puzzle, forming a complete picture. I soon was a world class hacker and a very proficient coder. I was not fast but very thorough.

I ordered online, from multiple suppliers, some of the parts necessary to build, from scratch the required equipment. Other parts I purchased locally from computer stores, paying cash.

This was to distract any attention and hide the part's final destination and purpose. I built an extremely powerful, fast, stand-alone computer with a Tor Browser. I established a website on the dark web. From this website, which I made impregnable from attack, I would enter the world and life of my opponents. They would be an open book to read and manipulate.

In preparation of very aggressive, possibly deadly confrontation I practiced and honed my militant defensive and offensive skills. I used my paranormal abilities to protect and attack, physically as well as mentally. I became very adept and powerful, able to render others helpless and as a last resort... kill.

I did not want to use deadly force to accomplish my goals but would not hesitate to protect my family, innocent victims and other people and myself. I had not killed Obusco but had no qualms or regrets leaving him the living hell of his trapped mind. He deserved everything he was experiencing and those of his ilk, the same.

I strengthened the girl's mental shields as they heightened their paranormal talents. The estate's physical defenses were in the midst of a renovation with a projected completion date of mid spring. Then it would be able to withstand any attack below that of a small army.

Con attended her classes, garnering top grades while Libby worked in the lab making limited progress on the cancer project. Di kept me company.

We enjoyed a wonderful Thanksgiving and Christmas. It was Libby's first experience of family holidays. Macy's Thanksgiving Parade, Turkey, Football, Napping, Leftovers, Family and Love.

Christmas... Di's gift to the girls was the green light on consummation of intimate relationships between me and Libby and Con. She discussed it with me prior to presenting, making sure I was onboard.

Di had demands, wanting Con and Libby's first time to be a foursome, me, her, Con and Libby.

With the impending possibility of being romantically involved with three beautiful women it was hard not to be all in but I had to insure she was 100% committed.

I questioned her to which she assured she was in enthusiastic agreement. She had invited Con and Libby to bathe and sleep with us occasionally and with more and more frequency.

Realizing she thoroughly enjoyed their limited camaraderie, wanted culmination, a four way kind. All her tension gone, she was more than willing to share.

Di, blonde, blue eyed, with a natural zest for life, enjoyed the company of her sisters; Libby, redheaded, green eyed, possessing inner passions, bright and enthusiastic, eager to learn all she could of her sisters and her new Master; Consuela, quieter and shyer than the others, but glad to be with this new sort of family.

All three were very beautiful in their different ways.

"I'd like that very much, showing all of you how much you mean to me." I enthusiastically endorsed the idea.

After dinner, Christmas Eve, we lounged on the couch watching Jimmy Stewart's 'It's a Wonderful Life'. I had watched this classic every Christmas for as long as I could remember. We ate chocolate chip cookies that Consuela had baked earlier and drank homemade eggnog, a collaboration of us all. Mine was liberally spiked with whisky and the girls with a dash of peppermint schnapps.

The atmosphere was festive with decorations and a small white tinsel tree, twinkling with lights. After the movie was over we exchanged gifts. I gave each of the girls a gold ring with their birthstones mounted. I received an assortment of clothing and a pack of plain white t-shirts from each one of them. These would see more use by the girls tan me.

Once Di had opened her gifts from Consuela and Libby she gave them theirs, a plain white thin box with a red bow on top. Inside was an 8x11 piece of paper with a message Di had written with a red felt tipped pen. 'It is time to share. I love you. Merry Christmas.' Attached was a picture of me.

Con sighed heavily as Libby throatily questioned, looking at me, then Di, "You... mean..."

Di gaily answered, with a demonstrative nod, "Yes."

They both moaned loudly in passionate anticipation.

Di laughing said, "There is a prerequisite stipulation. The first time will include all of us. Agreed?"

Con and Libby glanced at one another, smiling, and eagerly nodded.

"Ready to open and enjoy your present?" Di teasingly asked.

They looked at me for confirmation and when I gave it, they dashed for the bedroom. Di quickly followed and me at a more sedately pace but not much.

They shed their clothes with remarkable speed and sat naked, lining up along the bed, feet dangling just off the floor. Con and Libby's eyes never left me as I stripped, fascinated. Di in contrast mainly eyed her two sisters.

Consuela would be first and I stepped over to her, my cock already hardening, saying, "Touch it."

She took my cock in her hands, stroking as I stated, "Yes, like that--aaahhh, wonderful!"

I moved closer embraced and kissing Consuela with passion. She responded fiercely but continued stroking my now fully erect penis. I heard a low moan and glanced at Di and Libby. The blonde and redhead were in each other arms making out passionately.

I gave Consuela the attention she deserved, pushing her back on the bed. She eagerly opened her legs inviting me to fill her tight young cunt. She lay on the bed, on her back, passive and submissive but making it clear that she wanted me now. I lifted her legs resting her calves on my shoulders.

The bed was just the right height for me to stand with my dick lined up with her pussy. I brought the head of my erection to her wet, parted pussy lips and easily and naturally slid my cock into her. She held her breath and bit her lip, while I gave a hard thrust. In went the head, then more thrusts and she took my full length filling her tight pussy.

She was a small girl and I wondered if she might find it difficult to take my cock, but she was so aroused and wet that, although tight, it was no problem. I began to move in and out easily. Con was whispering and moaning how much she was enjoying what I was doing, which only made me want her more, knowing I could fuck this girl as powerfully as I liked and she would just ask me to do it harder.

Reveling in the feeling of being inside her, I started a regular series of deep thrusts and Consuela reacted by throwing back her head and gasping in pleasure, clasping Libby's fingers with one hand.

"Master," she murmured, "oh yes... what pleasure you are giving me! Take me, claim me and make me yours."

Given that awareness, I withdrew until just the tip of my cock was still inside her, then thrust in hard and fast filling her pussy without warning. She cried out as I began to fuck her in earnest.

I looked over to see Di sprawled on the bed next to us, Libby's head between her legs.

I continued fucking my petite Hispanic beauty hard. She already had several little mini-orgasms shake her body but was building toward a proper one. I thrust hard in and out of her tight, wet pussy with a squelching sound, our flesh slapping against each other as I pounded her with my hard cock.

There was a moaning and writhing next to me - Di had cum, squirting in Libby's mouth and lapping tongue. Perhaps that set Con off as her legs tightened round my neck, her pelvis thrust up against mine, and she climaxed, her juices wetting my still hard cock.

I held her there for some moments while she passed through and came down from her peak and then I withdrew. I hadn't cum and my cock was like a bar of iron in its hardness.

Libby, looking up from between Di's legs, saw my cock dripping with Con's juices and moved to take it in her mouth and lick it clean. Di rolled over and began to kiss Con, running her hands over the girl's body. After a few moments Con shuffled up the bed and Di crouched down between her legs to lick her juicy cunt. In this position, Di's bottom and pussy were near the edge of the bed.

I grabbed hold of Libby, and turned her so she was kneeling, mirroring Di's position. I pulled Libby to me and she responded to my attention by eagerly opening her legs inviting me to fill her deliciously tight young cunt. I inserted the head of my cock into her pussy from behind.

Libby pushed back with her hips, keen to feel my full length within her as I began to fuck her vigorously. She was more than willing, beginning a series of rapid and deep thrusts with her legs and hips so my cock moved in and out of her pussy, while I squeezed and teased her prominent breasts with both hands.

Libby screamed, "Master please make your slave cum."

I fucked her for about a minute while stroking and teasing Di's pussy.

I was in heaven as I continued to thrust into Libby's very wet pussy but thought I shouldn't neglect Di. After a few more strokes I slowly withdrew my hard cock from Libby's pussy and pushed into Di's, taking her in the same way while playing with Libby's pussy.

Di, feeling her pussy suddenly filled with my cock, gave a loud sob of pleasure and grasping Con's waist pressed deeply into the girl's slender frame, frantically eating out Consuela's pussy.

For the next ten minutes I continued this, swapping back and forth between Di and Libby. Di continued to lick, suck and play with Con's pussy while Libby adjusted her position slightly so she

could run her hands over Con's smooth brown flesh, patting and molding her lovely buttocks and thighs and then stroking her pussy, teasing Con's excited body.

All four of us where heading toward orgasm and I was determined that I would not cum until the three girls did.

Con was actually first, succumbing to Di's lapping tongue and probing fingers. I was fucking Libby at the time and the red-haired girl now gripped the sheets with her fingers and put her head pressed down into the bed. She moaned gently as her own climax overwhelmed her.

I pulled out and thrust my cock deep into Di's cunt, fucking her hard and fast, determined she should cum before I lost control. It was a close run thing, but I succeeded. The Libby was frantically rubbing her own clitoris and now Consuela joined in, stroking and squeezing Libby's breasts. I felt Di's pussy tighten round my cock and she was cumming at last, flooding as she squirted.

When all moderately recovered from their orgasms I pulled out of Di, saying, "Girls off the bed and on your knees in front of me."

Quickly and eagerly all they obeyed. Three beautiful faces looked up at me. I gave a few strokes of my overtaxed cock and with a groan released my pent-up sperm. Cum shot forth and splattered onto the three girls' faces mouths and bodies, equally. Done I sat on the edge of the bed, spent.

My three lovers were coated in my sticky man-seed. They were helping clean up each other with their tongues. Soon three eager mouths sucked my cock to erection for a renewed sex session.

I lay on my back while one after the other each girl mounted my erection and rode it until the next one insisted on her turn. They went round three times before it got too much and I came inside Libby. Firmly embedded in her pussy to the balls, my cock fired a deluge of semen into her. Jet after jet of cum gushed into her greedy pussy as ecstasy seized us both, she climaxing even as I did. My lovers had no complaints; between my cock and each other's fingers and tongues they had all come again several times.

"Merry Christmas, I Love Y'all!" I declared.

Three voices intoned, "Thank you Master, We Love YOU!!!"

We all lay in an euphoric stupor for a while before rising to strip the bed of the soiled, wet covers, replacing them with fresh. Together we took a shower, and after drying off, collapsed on the bed. In no time the three girls were snoozing.

I remained awake listening to them, my body crisscrossed with their arms, legs, heads and torsos, considering how this would affect the dynamics of our family, specifically Di. I knew Con and Libby would have no problem and I certainly would not. With Di's enthusiastic participation in our orgy I could not see any downside. It would bind us even closer as a loving family.

The next day we all pitched in working on a Christmas meal, baked ham, creamed potatoes, Brussel sprouts, sweet potato casserole, green bean casserole, rolls and sweet ice tea. For desert a trio of pies, pecan, apple and pumpkin.

We had company coming, Betty Stillhouse. She'd spent Thanksgiving with us and we had enjoyed her company. I had conditioned her mind to accept Libby and Consuela as old family friends. Everything went well. We all loved Betty and she us. She had been spending more and more time with us.

We had a great meal and a wonderful time. As the evening's end drew near Betty became slightly despondent. She hid it well but knowing her well I detected her sadness.

Reading her mind I found she was very lonely. She was thinking about returning to her empty house. She no longer had bad dreams of her husband but this fall she had become much more aware of and troubled at being alone.

Betty went to the bathroom in preparation for her departure. While she was gone I had a quick confab with my girls about her, asking if anyone had a problem with her to spending the night. None did.

"Betty why don't you spend the night? We would love for you to stay," When she returned I asked, accompanied by a chorus of pleas from the girls.

Surprised, enveloped with a strong longing but doubtfully questioned, thinking all the bedrooms occupied, "Where would I sleep? What would I wear? I have no night clothes here."

I explained Di and Con would not mind sleeping together. You could sleep in one of Mama's nightgowns. They were of similar size and shape.

Hesitantly and hopefully she asked looking at Di and Con, "You sure you don't mind? I don't won't to put you out."

The girls huddled around her assuring they would be very happy for her continued company.

Joyfully Betty said, "OK. I'll accept your gracious and most welcome invitation. Thank you all. I love y'all."

"Great. Let's get ready for bed. Betty go with DI. She will show you Mama's clothes," I advised.

As the Di and Betty started to leave, followed by Con and Libby, I told them, "Merry Christmas. I love yall. Good night."

Four female voices responded in kind.

I went to the office for a nightcap, waiting until everyone was settled in for the night. Once Betty was in Di's bedroom getting ready for bed, Di went to ours.

When everyone was lying in bed, I mentally visited each, sending the girls to their special rooms and giving Betty a command to sleep soundly throughout the night and not wake until receiving a command to rise in the morning. She would have happy dreams about her late husband. I gave her a command to ignore the girls dress or lack thereof in the morning.

I continued with preparations for what I was calling my 6R Operation -- Research, Rescue, Retribution, Reparation, Rehab and Recovery -- not only Summer Milandy and Aioko Hase, but others whose names where yet unknown.

I was committed to combating Sex Trafficking as my life work. I would put my laboratory projects on hold while concentrating on Campaign 6R.

Libby, smart, competent and dedicated would continue full time on the Cancer project.

Research information gleaned from Obusco's computer I found the involved miscreants to be an impressive array, rich, powerful, dangerous men. There was one billionaire, several multi-millionaires, a US congressman, multiple CEO's and a movie mogul.

Most were well respected, hiding their darkness and depravity from public knowledge. I had established comprehensive files on each and continued to uncover their deviant secrets.

The first I would work on was Summer Milandy. I had little hope in finding her with the first buyer, Armen Delacter.

She would now be in her 40s, with the bloom and beauty of youth worn away by time and horrid conditions. She probably had been resold and turned out on the street as a prostitute.

Delacter, a billionaire software mogul, could and would provide information on her whereabouts. A leopard does not change his spots. It was a disservice associating a majestic animal with such a low life, but Delacter likely had a current sex slave or slaves.

He was one of the softer targets in the plethora of villains. His image was good as he was a publicly recognized philanthropist and esteemed by the business community.

In the absence of any overt threat he felt secure and as such his security was not deep or as strong others in similar position and status. He would be a good practice in going against tougher, more guarded and dangerous foes.

I had almost all the information needed to move on Delacter. My equipment and expertise was in place and I planned on launching my campaign in the first few weeks of the new year.

I released my girls from the rhapsody of their special beds and sent them into a deep restive sleep. I checked on Betty and peaked into her mind that was in jubilant dreamland. I fell asleep snuggling close to Di.

The following morning, Betty did not show or express any concern at the girls wearing only t-shirts, which often exposed their treasures. She said she felt better than she had in a long time after a great night's sleep.

She left late morning with an invitation to return New Year's Eve to see in the New Year with us and spend the night.

The girls and I packed, heading to the airport for a four day vacation in Cabo San Lucas.

This Mexican resort city at the southern tip the Baja California Peninsula offered the perfect combination of great weather, spectacular scenery, wonderful attractions, delicious food with the Sea of Cortez on one shore and the Pacific Ocean on the other.

Our resort, Los Cabos, was all inclusive with magnificent service. We had a terrific time in the sun, beaches, snorkeling, sport fishing, and multiple tours.

Our room had a California king bed and we repeated Christmas Eve scenario each night.

We arrived home New Year's Eve afternoon. We were set for the evening's celebration.

I had placed an order before leaving on vacation for a local sandwich shop to deliver multiple platters of assorted sandwiches, canapes', dips and chips at 6:00 pm. On the way home from the airport we stopped at a liquor store for a bottle of Dom Pérignon champagne.

We showered together and got ready for the evening.

Betty came around five thirty with an overnight bag which I placed in Di's bedroom. We had told her the party was going to be casual and she had dressed according with loose black slacks and a red pullover blouse with black flats. The girls had similar comfortable outfits and I had on khakis with a blue oxford shirt and loafers.

I made a bowl of virgin fruit punch for the girls and got a beer for myself. I offered to make Betty a cocktail and she asked for a margarita.

When the food arrived we placed it on the counter, buffet style. Everyone got what they wanted and sit around eating and talking.

The girls went on about the beauty and attraction of Cabo San Lucas and what a fantastic time they had. Listening to the girls describing their experiences south of the border, I decided to join Betty in enjoying a margarita.