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Jak's Wild

A story commission by DoggyStyle57, for Bigchris369

Written September 2016

CH 7:

As lunch concluded, Jak and his friends watched Master Skrall rise from his throne and walk unsteadily out of the banquet room, accompanied by his four young slave girls. Jak's and his Grandfather's newest slave, Julia, looked anxiously at the departing head of the household and back at Jak, obviously uncertain as to which of her two new Masters she should stay with.

"Go with him, Julia," Jak said quietly, speaking as much from his own heart as he was playing a role and saying what needed to be said to strengthen his position as the old man's heir. "Be what comfort you can to my grandfather. You will be mine for the rest of your life. But while he lives, you are his as much as you are mine. My first order to you is that unless I explicitly summon you to serve me, I want you to be there for my Grandfather as often as he will allow, and to serve him well for what time he has left. I fear that time will be all too short. Tomorrow will be soon enough for me to claim you for my own, and I still do want to be the one to claim your virginity. But if he asks you tonight to give it to him instead of to me, do not deny him even that pleasure."

"Yes Master Jak, I understand," Julia said, with an obvious expression of relief. "Thank you so much, for making my duty clear to me." Then she rushed off after her elder co-owner.

"That was well done," Bender said. "Most men your age, if gifted with three pretty slaves, would be fucking all of their brains out for the next week, at least. It was kind of you to order one of them to attend your grandfather, rather than yourself. But I must ask, does Julia not please you? I would have thought you might _prefer_a reptilian girl over your two new mammal girls."

Jak wrapped his arms around the waists of his other two new slaves, hugging the vixen sisters close to either side of him, as he replied, "I'm open minded about species stuff, and I'm sure that Luna and Ashara here will give me as much attention as I could desire from the slaves here, for the near future. Julia's a cute kid, and I'm sure she'll be every bit as much fun in bed as these two promise to be. I don't object to her in any way. But of the three, she was the only one my grandfather expressed a personal interest in. I meant every word of what I told her. Look, when I arrived in-system, one of the messages waiting for me was from an eagle, who seemed quite concerned about my grandfather's health, and he urged me to come home as soon as possible. He didn't identify himself, but I think it was his current personal doctor? And today, the way grandfather was talking, you'd think he was at death's door, even though he looks to me to be pretty good for his age. You can be frank with me, and there is no need to keep anything secret from my friends or from my new slaves. How bad is it, really?"

"It's about as bad as it gets. That eagle would be Doctor Selferinn, the most senior of the _three_doctors who have been treating Master Skrall for his recent medical problems," Bender replied. "Very talented doctors - the best money can buy the services of. Yet they have all given up on healing him, and for the last several weeks they have just been trying to keep him comfortable, and to give him as many 'good days' as they can. There are too many internal organs failing at once to make organ transplants or cybernetic replacement parts a viable option. He simply wouldn't be likely to survive the operations. He's also recently signed a standing medical order that refuses long-term life support. It states clearly that if he needs external devices to keep him alive, he will only permit it for long enough to set his affairs in order. With no living family but you, and you away at the Academy and estranged from him, his slaves and his employees here have become like a second family to Master Skrall. It means a lot to him to know they will continue to be cared for by you, and I want to personally thank you for reconciling your differences with him. He's been putting on a brave show for your sake, but the truth is that he's been desperately clinging to life, in hopes that you would return in time to take over the estate. If you hadn't come back to claim your place here, his business partners could legally have put in a claim to have the estate and its slaves sold, and the profits divided between them. An estate full of slaves with no Master to control them would be considered a danger to society."

"Well, I'm back now, and I _will_stand by my promise to take his place, and to care for his slaves. I'm still getting used to the idea, but I'll do it," Jak replied. He shook his head sadly and said, "Well, I guess his fate is out of our hands, anyway. So, can we get a tour of the place, as he suggested?"

"Miss Kyra can show you around, Jak. She's the most highly ranked member of our slaves now, and supervises their duties. She's also the one to ask if you or your friends would like any particular slaves sent to your rooms to serve you, or if a slave needs special training or medical treatment," Bender said, indicating the older bunny slave girl and her three subordinates, who were all still waiting attentively. "Now, if you don't mind, I want to check with Master Skrall and see if there is anything else he needs from me, between now and dinner."

"By all means, Bender," Jak said. "We'll be fine. See you later."

As soon as Bender was out of the room, Jak smiled at the bunny slave girl and asked, "So, Kyra, how long have you been a slave here?"

"Master... truly does not remember me?" Kyra asked, with a sad and crestfallen expression on her face, "I... forgive me my pride, Master. I am just a slave to you, one of so many here. Of course you don't remember me. I should have realized that when you asked my name earlier today. But have I changed so much in nine years, that even knowing my name, you cannot recall the day you met me? Master Skrall bought me at auction nine years ago, specifically to give to you as a gift, on the day you were confirmed for Citizen status. You... refused to own me or use me, so he collared me himself, claimed me in front of you, and sent me from the room. I am sorry. I was foolish, Master, to think you would remember me. You saw me so briefly that day, after all. Why should you remember a slave you saw only once, and rejected?"

That caught Jak by surprise. Ace's information files mentioned that the real Jak had been here nine years ago, to confirm his Citizen status, but had no details of what happened that week. Jak fumbled for a suitable response, grateful that at least she didn't seem to suspect he wasn't the same person she met back then. "Oh! That was _you?_No... Now that you remind me, you're just as pretty as that day, I'm sure. Don't take it personally. I didn't want to be a slave owner at all, back then. Nothing to do with you - it was the company I was keeping, back at the Academy. They had me convinced that all slavery was a bad thing. And... well... it _has_been nine years, and it was quite an exciting day for me, after all. But you've been well treated here, haven't you? And done well for yourself, right, to have a senior position among the slaves in just nine years?"

"I have done well here, yes, Master. Your grandfather has treated me much better than my former three owners," she replied shyly. "And thank you for complementing me. I... I should give you your tour now. There is much to see, and no way to do it all between now and dinner as it is."

===

Kyra started the tour by taking them into the foyer of the building and showing Jak and his friends a scale model of the mansion grounds, and describing each building or facility and its functions. The building they were in was called "The Villa", and used to be the guest house, while the much larger ancestral mansion that Jak had lived in as a child was largely unused now, because there were so few family members left to live there. She also showed them where her office was, a small room that she also slept in at night, and where they could find her or one of her assistants at any time of day or night, if they needed anything from the slaves. Then they spent the remaining time before dinner walking around the complex, and getting a personal look at some of the closer buildings in the mansion complex. Nekonya was particularly fascinated by the facilities in the medical wing, which was part of a building that also contained an indoor swimming pool and exercise rooms. The rooms in the medical wing didn't look like a medical facility at all, but were decorated in the same elaborate fashion as most of the rest of the mansion's buildings. Yet it had practically anything a doctor could want, for any needs from minor first aid, to surgeries for major trauma and childbirth. None of the actual doctors treating Master Skrall were on site just now, but there were two indentured slaves assigned to the facility, both of whom had good medical qualifications.

===

Dinner was another delicious feast in the same room where they'd had lunch, with Jak and his three companions seated on cushions and slaves feeding them and bringing them beverages. Luna and her sister Ashara both attended Jak, each eagerly trying to demonstrate how devoted they were to their new Master. Kyra presided over the meal, when it was clear that Master Skrall and Bender were not likely to appear for dinner. She sent a slave from the room to check on her employer, and when the girl returned, she told Jak that the Master had decided to dine in his room tonight, and that Bender had been sent into town to summon his doctors.

===

After dinner, Nekonya and Felrasa retired to their rooms, dismissed their two attending slaves until the morning, and said goodnight to Jak and Elita.

Jak and Elita, with Luna and Ashara eagerly accompanying them, headed for Jak's room, and Jak dismissed Kyra and the male slave who had attended Elita.

"If you need anything else, just dial 9 on any of the house videophones, and that will ring through to my office," Kyra said as she departed.

"Thank you, Kyra. You have been most helpful," Jak said.

Once Kyra and the other slave left, Jak whispered a suggestion in Elita's ear. She raised the eyebrow over her natural eye in surprise, and asked, "Are you sure, Jak? I mean, yeah, I'd like to give that a try, but I thought you wanted to 'claim' your younger slave girl tonight."

"Oh, I'll definitely do that too," Jak replied with a grin. "I just felt I owed you something special, after the... gifts... you gave me earlier. You know? Not saying it will be a regular thing, but well, I've never tried that, and I guess I won't know if I like it or not until I have given it a go. _You_certainly seemed to enjoy it well enough."

"Yes, I was sore for a while after that, but it _was_pleasurable," she replied. "But I think you may want to have me use some real lube."

Jak nodded, and said, "I plan to. Now, Luna? It's been half a day since you and your sister were 'prepared' for me to claim you at lunch time. Do you know how to prepare each other now?"

"Yes Master," Luna said. "We were told there should be supplies for cleansing our asses in any of the bathrooms adjacent to a bedroom, sir. Should I prepare my little sister for you now?"

"Prepare each other, and then... prepare _me_in the same way," Jak said.

"Master? OH! Do you... do you want us to lick you back there, like Julia is trained to do?" Luna asked. "I fear we won't be anywhere near as good at that as she is, Master, but of course we will do as you ask. Very kind of you to ask to have yourself cleaned first. I know Julia doesn't care if the person whose butt she licks is messy or not, but it would be much more pleasant for us if we clean you first."

"Yes," Ashara agreed. "With my sister's butt so clean, it didn't taste bad at all when I licked your cum out of her butt, Master."

"Well, I may ask one or both of you to try that, yes, but I want you to lube me up, too, because I've asked Elita to fuck _my_butt while I'm fucking you two," Jak admitted.

"OH! Does your girlfriend like to use a strap-on, Master? There should be one or two of them in the 'toys' drawer of your dresser," Luna said.

"Not quite," Elita said with a grin, as she unfastened her belt and dropped it and her loincloth to the ground. Then she unfolded her cock from where it had been tucked downward and back between her legs, and stroked it a bit as it firmed up. "I'm a hermaphrodite. I have a cock as well as all the usual lady bits. Jak's told me he hasn't had either of you put on birth control yet, so I won't try to fuck you tonight myself. But we'll have lots of other fun, once we're all ready."

"OH! You're like Meredith!" Luna exclaimed. "There was a wolf slave in the slave pens who was like you! She looked like a girl, but she had a sheath for a cock above her girl parts!"

"Who?" Ashara asked.

"Oh, she was sold to a brothel when you were only four, so you probably wouldn't remember her," Luna replied. "She was the only hermaphrodite I've ever seen, and I only saw her a few times myself, but I remember her. A girl with a cock is hard to forget, especially when you've watched them having sex with your mom and your dad! This should be fun!"

===

Across the hall, Felrasa and Nekonya wasted little time in removing their clothes and getting into bed with each other. Despite being an android, Nekonya's body was just as soft and as responsive to Felrasa's foreplay as any naturally born girl could ever be, and her oral techniques were better than a real girl, since her jaws never got tired, and she had no gag reflex at all, nor any real need to breathe while Felrasa had his cock crammed down her tight throat. Her body was programmed to appear to breathe normally, and she could consume food and beverages and process some of it into materials her artificial body could use. She used the bathroom just like anyone else if she had recently eaten or drank something she couldn't fully process. But she could also suspend her breathing indefinitely, and she didn't _need_to eat or drink to survive. Her bodily systems were all self cleaning, so she could always be ready at a moment's notice for sex. He could certainly vouch for the fact that her ass and vagina were always as clean as her mouth, and just as pleasant to kiss. Having been based on a pleasure-provider model, she could also self-lubricate for vaginal or anal sex on demand, but her mind still enjoyed and appreciated the sensations of foreplay, and allowing her body to respond in a more natural way.

As they changed positions and Felrasa entered her from behind, Nekonya asked, "Dear? Do you think old Master Skrall was telling us the truth, when he said it was legal here for a naturally-born person and an android to marry? You know, when he said he knew a guy that had married his pleasure android?"

"I guess so," Felrasa replied. "I mean, we know the laws here grant an AI almost all of the same rights as an organic person, except that they say someone will usually own you. And they allow slaves to marry, with their owner's permission. So why not AI's?"

"But he said the guy's family didn't like it, right?" Nekonya replied.

"Well, they probably didn't like the idea that she couldn't give birth to an heir," Felrasa said. "Remember what Bender told Jak? That if his grandfather had croaked without an heir claiming the inheritance, the old guy's business partners could have swooped in and divided up the unclaimed estate?" He groaned and knotted her, and began to cum. "Oh yeah, that's good sweetheart! I really have to agree with the other thing he said. I'm a damned lucky guy to have a sexy lady like you in my life, who will never grow old or get tired of sex!"

"But I can't ever bear a child for you, either," she replied sadly. "Pleasure androids aren't made to get pregnant. You'd... need to marry a _real_girl, if you want kids."

"To hell with that! The only lady I'd ever want to marry is you," Felrasa insisted, slapping her ass playfully. "And you know what? I think I'd like to do just that, once we know for sure that we're all safe here. What do you say? You wanna get legally hitched? We could always adopt if we want kids. Or get some other lady to be a surrogate mother."

"Nothing would make me happier, my love," Nekonya declared, as her physical response circuits decided that pleasurable stimulus was sufficient to trigger her orgasms. "OH! Oh yes! I love you!"

===

Back in Jak's room, everyone had gotten naked and gathered at Jak's bed. Elita and Luna watched, and cuddled with each other, as Jak lay on his back, with the twelve year old vixen straddling his face. He licked little Ashara until her virginal cunt was soaking wet, and she was shaking and moaning with a rapid-fire series of orgasms.

"OH! Oh yes, Master! Oh, you are so good to your slaves!" she cried out.

"And now it's time for you to be good to me," Jak said. "Do just like your sister did at lunch time. Squat over me and get my lower cock into your ass first, and once you're comfortable with that, guide my other cock into your cute little cunt, and we'll pop your cherry."

"Yes Master," Ashara replied, scooting lower and giving him a quick kiss before placing the tip of his cock against her well-lubed but untried butt hole. "I think... I think you wiggled your fingers in my butt enough when I was being prepared, for me to do it now. Just... OH! Its going in! Gahhh! It's so big!"

"Damn you're tight, kid!" Jak exclaimed. His cock was sliding into her easily enough, but he was beginning to wonder if double-penetrating her was such a great idea. He groaned as she got his full length into her backside, and almost climaxed then and there from how tight she was. "Oh hell yes! You doing okay, kid?"

"I.. I can do this, master," she said unsteadily, as she rose up again and grabbed his other cock. She aimed it at her vulnerable hymen, and slowly lowered herself until the tip was just nestled in her labial folds. Her eyes were glazed with lust as she pushed the tip into her untried love channel, and slowly lowered herself back down. "Yip!" she exclaimed, as the tip popped inside and almost immediately poked against her fragile barrier, sending a jolt of pain through her. With tears streaming down her face, she suddenly dropped down with her full weight, and Jak's cocks both sank into her to the hilt! "Aughhhh! It hurts! Owwww, it really hurts! B-but I d-did it, huh? S-see? It's alla the way inside me!"

Jak's eyes crossed and he groaned with intense pleasure as the slave girl unexpectedly impaled herself. He'd been sure she would take in more slowly, and the sudden, incredibly tight and hot feeling of both her little holes enveloping his cocks took away the last of his self control. He growled and bucked his hips, holding her tiny waist and using her body almost like a masturbation sleeve, as he filled both her holes at once with his seed. "Oh damn! You're so fucking tight, I can't believe it! Hey Luna! Straddle my face and kiss your sister, and I'll lick you while she recovers. Elita, when I raise my hips, stuff a couple pillows under my butt, and my ass is yours for the taking."

Luna and Elita did as Jak suggested, and Elita lined up her cock with Jak's lubricated bung hole. "Here goes, Jak!" she warned, as she slowly forced the tip into his backside. "Unghhh! You're pretty damned tight yourself!"

"Erk! Oh jeeze! Ohhh, that feels weird," Jak said, his exclamations muffled by the crotch of the vixen he was eating out. He couldn't help but squirm and wriggle his butt, in part instinctively trying to avoid being buggered, but just as much to help the invading member slide deeper into his bowels.

Jak's squirming had quite an effect on Ashara. The little vixen shouted "EEEP!", and began to ride both of his cocks. With the additional lubrication of his cum, she found it easier to bounce up and down on his shafts, mixing his cum and her virginal blood into a pink froth that coated his upper cock, and driving both herself and her Master to a second climax.

Luna passionately kissed her sister as their Master lapped at her still tender nether regions. She gasped in surprise when Jak experimentally probed her backside with his tongue, then shuddered with pleasure as he returned to licking at her clit and her vagina.

Elita groaned and painted Jak's insides with her seed. It was the first time in her life she had ever stuffed her cock into anyone's body, and she couldn't believe how good it felt. "Ohhhh. This is wonderful, Jak!" she said, holding herself in position at maximum penetration, as her cock twitched and spurted inside him.

"Erf! Not... quite the words I would choose," Jak replied, as he filled Ashara with a second double serving of his personal cream. "It was certainly... stimulating. But I didn't expect to be so sore! Luna, when the other girls get un-stuck from me, lick both of 'em clean, as well as licking me clean. Then, only if you feel up to it, I'll give you a turn in your sister's place."

"Would Master mind waiting until morning to fuck me again?" Luna asked hesitantly. "I'm still very tender, down there." She licked Elita's cock clean, swallowing the tiger girl's full length down her throat, and then did the same for both of Jak' cocks.

"Naw, no problem," Jak said. "Just thought I'd make sure you got to cum enough tonight."

"Jak? May I taste your slaves?" Elita asked, looking at Ashara's sloppy holes hungrily. "I've never had a chance to go down on a girl before."

"Be my guest," Jak said, as he held Luna's head in his hands and fucked the girls mouth and throat until he spurted another load into her throat while his other cock splattered her all over her chest.

Elita got on her tummy between the younger vixen's legs, and tentatively lapped at the cum and blood dribbling from the child's gaping holes. Deciding she liked the taste, she more eagerly began to lap up the mess from the younger girl.

"Oh yes! That feels really great!" Ashara sighed. "Is... is it appropriate for me to call her Mistress, master? When we were being trained, we were told to address any free person as Master or Mistress, but they also taught us that once we had an owner, it would be up to them to decide if we should use those titles for anyone but our true owner."

"Fine with me," Jak said, as he released Luna's head and pulled his cock out of her mouth. "I gather that's the tradition here. The slaves here have been calling all of us Master or Mistress since we got here."

When the four of them were finally sated, they walked naked through the hallways of the Villa to the central bathing courtyard, where Luna and Ashara respectfully bathed Jak and Elita, as well as washing each other. While the three girls dried each others' fur, Jak crawled onto one of the sunbathing rocks, finding it was still quite pleasantly warm. It apparently was heated both by the sun and by the waters of the hot spring, which surrounded it almost completely. He gazed up at the stars, and sighed with contentment. After all they had been through, things were finally looking really good, not just for himself, but for his friends as well. When they went to bed, Elita retired to her own room, while Jak had Luna and Ashara remain in his bed for the night.

===

In the morning, Jak awoke with the rising sun, and eagerly had sex with both Luna and Ashara before bathing with the vixens in the courtyard pool and joining everyone for breakfast. Master Skrall missed breakfast, but Bender was there, and he informed them that the elder head of the household was still not feeling well, but hoped to be able to joining them for lunch.

"He sends his regards and says not to worry," Bender said. "But he did have a request for you, Jak. Assuming he can be with us, he would appreciate it if you would publicly take Julia's virginity and sample her 'special talents', while all of us watch. That way he can share in the deflowering of the slave that you jointly own, although he probably won't be up to joining you in claiming her properly. Julia has been very pleasing to him, and he hopes you will appreciate all of her skills as much as he does. Also, it's not uncommon for a slave owner to enjoy their slaves in front of guests, and he wants to be sure you can fulfill that social role, once he is gone."

"I suppose there's no harm in that," Jak replied. "And if he isn't feeling well enough to attend today, I'll gladly wait until another of his 'good days', before I take Julia's virginity."

"Very good. Hopefully we'll have a very entertaining lunch," Bender said.

===

Master Skrall was already in the banquet room when Jak, Elita, Nekonya and Felrasa arrived, with Luna and Ashara close behind Jak. Little Julia was kneeling attentively by the old man's right side, smiling happily and obviously very proud that she had been allowed to replace one of the old man's four favorite slave girls. A male eagle who Jak recognized as the old man's doctor sat off to one side of the room beside Bender, intently watching a medical scanner. The doctor' stern expression gave the distinct impression that the old man had overruled his doctors' advice to be here, and that the bird would have greatly preferred it if his patient had remained in bed.

"Ah Jak. So good to see you again. Those damned doctors have been poking and prodding me all morning, and I'm sick of it. Glad your friends could all make it as well," Master Skrall said. "Miss Elita? I was told something most intriguing by one of my slaves this morning. Forgive me for asking such a personal question, but is it really true that you're a hermaphrodite? I could scarcely credit the idea, since you look so delightfully feminine to me."

"It is true, sir," Elita said. "I realize people like me are rare, but it ran in my family line. I have a fully functional cock, as well as all the suitable lady bits."

"How fascinating! Jak, do you realize what a rare creature your girlfriend is? Why, in the resort area's slave brothels, some of the tourists will pay at lest twenty times a much for the services of a pretty hermaphrodite slave as they would for an equally attractive male or female! To my knowledge, only two of the resort brothels in our region currently can boast that they offer such an attraction!" Master Skrall said. "Young lady, I'll caution you not to flaunt your unusual genitalia in the city. Despite your undisguised cybernetics, the slavers might want to capture you to sell to a brothel! Ah, but I do not mean to frighten you, my dear. You are quite safe here, as are your friends. I find the idea quite captivating. How do you hide it? Does it emerge from a cloaca, like many reptile males possess? May I see? Oh, I would find it _very_entertaining if you would join my grandson in enjoying miss Julia. It would be a rare treat indeed to see a true hermaphrodite demonstrating that she really can function fully in all capacities. Would you mind granting a dying old man such a request?"

Elita blushed until the inside of her ears turned bright pink, but she stood, looked at Jak, and then replied, "I am certainly _not_in the habit of doing live sex shows, sir. But given the circumstances, who you are, I suppose I don't mind your request, as long as my boyfriend also doesn't mind."

Jak would have preferred to quickly claim Julia for the old man's entertainment, and then more properly enjoy her at his leisure, in the privacy of his room. He hadn't planned on putting on a live sex show, or involving any of his friends in such a public display. But he looked at the eager expression on Master Skrall's face, and said. "Sure Elita, you can share her with me. Julia? Come here, my dear. Let's give them all a show to remember."

Elita removed her belt and loincloth, and showed Master Skrall how her cock had been tucked out of sight. "You see, sir? I had it folded downward and tucked back between my legs. With a loincloth or other clothing holding it in that position, it doesn't show very much at all."

The old reptile clapped his hands in glee, and said, "My my! And yet you're better endowed than most of my male slaves! So, do you and my grandson... explore all the possibilities that you present? Is it perhaps why he chose you to bring home with him, and not some other girl?"

"That's a mighty damned personal question to be asking a free woman and my girlfriend!" Jak said, as he dropped his own belt and loincloth to the floor. "We're just getting started together, grandfather. But to answer you, without going in depth about our love life, I asked Elita to be my girlfriend because she had first become my friend, and because I already liked and respected her as a person. I didn't let the fact that she has a cock get in the way of the fact that she was someone whose company I already enjoyed, quite some time before we became lovers. Now, we're agreeing to claim this slave publicly for your amusement. Why don't you sit back and enjoy the show, and stop embarrassing Elita."

"Fair enough, Jak," Master Skrall said, holding up both hands in a placating manner. "You are right, and I have overstepped the bounds of hospitality in my excitement. Forgive me, miss Elita. I've had very few visitors of recent, and almost all of the women I've dealt with over the last several years have been my slaves. I'm unused to dealing with a free, offworld woman. You two can do whatever pleases you with the new slave girl, and as long as she leaves the room no longer a virgin, I'll be quite satisfied."

"Apology accepted, sir," Elita said magnanimously. "Well Jak, she's_your_ slave. How do you want to do this?"

Jak thought for minute, then said, "Hummm. Elita, lay in your back, in the middle of the room over there. Julia, get on all fours between her legs. Once I've popped your cherry, you can demonstrate your oral skills for Elita, while I fuck you."

One everyone was in position, Jak checked the little reptile girl's slit, and found she was already quite wet with anticipation. "Well! Somebody's pretty eager to get fucked, I see. Tell me, Julia, are you fertile?" he asked.

"Not yet, Master," she replied. "I'm only twelve, and my fertile cycles haven't started yet. My breeder's doctor said I should become fertile in the next year or so, if Master wants to breed me. You can take both of my holes at once, Master. My ass was well used by your grandfather this morning, and I'm currently clean, well lubed, and ready for you back there. But my virginity is still yours to claim."

"Not planning on breeding any of my slaves yet," Jak said, as he eased his tip into her tight folds from behind, and got the tip of his other cock nestled into the welcoming hole of her butt. Clearly this girl was much more used to anal sex than his other two slave girls, but she was still pleasantly tight back there. And her cunt was just as tight as Ashara's had been. He eased forward until she tensed as he touched her hymen, and then he grabbed her small waist and thrust deep into both her holes, slamming his full length into her and hammering her body as he said, "Aahhh yeah... You are mine now, kiddo. For the rest of your life. Now swallow Elita's cock, and show her what that tongue of yours is good for."

Julia's eyes went wide when her hymen was destroyed, but she barely let out a whimper at the pain. She was determined to please both her masters, without complaint. She smiled proudly and said, "I am indeed yours, oh Master! Use me as hard as you want!"

"Ummm, Jak? I wasn't planning on taking part in this little show, so I didn't, ummm, prepare myself, like Julia has been prepared, or like you had your slave girls prepare you. I don't particularly need to go, but I'm not 'cleaned out' like you two are," Elita said with a measure of embarrassment.

"I don't mind if you're messy. Besides, I wanna taste your other hole first!" Julia said, as she swallowed Elita's full length into her throat with no trouble at all. Then, with the tiger girl's cock still filing her mouth, the slave girl's tongue slid out along the underside of the hermaphrodite's shaft, and began to probe at the vaginal opening below it.

"Oh shit! Her tongue's wriggling into my vagina!" Elita gasped. "Damn! It's nowhere near as thick as a cock, but it's going _so_deep! And the way it wiggles and twists! Oh! Ahhhh! Ungghhhh!" Elita arched her back and climaxed, pumping her seed down the young slave girl's throat and writing as her cock and cunt both orgasmed at the same time.

Jak kept fucking the slave girl, and he felt his own climax nearing. "Good job, Julia. Damn, you're a nice tight fuck! One rule, though. No kisses for you after you've stuck that tongue of yours up someone's ass."

Julia came up for air, swallowed noisily, and licked her face clean of any stray dribbles of cum. "No problem, Master. Miss Kyra anticipated that. She has a flask of mouthwash for me to use. Can I tongue her ass now? Or should I do yours?" she giggled and ducked her head down, and extended her tongue along her belly, past where Jak's cocks were making a pink froth of his precum and her blood, and teased at Jak's bung hole. She reeled it back in again and said, "I could get at lest six inches into you, even in this position, Master. Or I could tongue her ass and stuff my tail in your butt?"

"Gerk!" Jak exclaimed, somewhat startled at the unexpected licking of his ass, and then at the sensation of the slave girl's prehensile tail tip tentatively poking his butt and seeking to enter him. Her tail was as stiff as Elita's cock, and nearly as thick, even just at the tip. He was damned glad now that in preparation for experiencing Julia's tongue up his ass, he had asked Luna to wash inside his ass and lubricate him back there. "Use your tongue on her, and your tail on me," he said, trying to relax as the girl obediently eased her prehensile tail into his backside.

Master Skrall watched happily as Julia's tongue snaked into Elita's butt and at the same time her amazingly versatile tail probed Jak's bung hole. She eased at least a foot of her tail into Jak' ass before she began to cum herself from Jak's continued assault on her ass and vagina. Jak groaned and unloaded his seed into her. Elita writhed on the floor in front of them, as Julia tongued her ass deeply, fingered her cunt with one hand, and jacked off her cock with the other. Master Skrall motioned for Kyra to suck his cock, and he soon unloaded into the bunny girl's mouth, then slumped back into his chair with a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Ahhh. Most entertaining. Thank you. Shall we have lunch now?" the old slave master said.

The eagle doctor harrumphed and said, "Really sir, you should get back to bed. Your heart rate is much too high, and you need more medications to stabilize your blood chemistry."

"Oh, stuff it!" Master Skrall said. "I'll go back to bed after I eat. If you had your way, you'd have me flat on my back and being fed intravenously. I want some meat, dammit!"

"Do as you will, sir," the doctor said with a resigned sigh. "But we both know this 'pleasure' will have its price."

===

They did not see Master Skrall at dinner that night, and Julia was sent back to attend Jak. What she had to say about her other Master was, "He's in bed an' hooked up to a bunch of tubes an' wires an' medical machines, and his doctor gave him drugs to make him sleep".

Master Skrall was also absent at breakfast and lunch the next day. Bender was one of the only people that the doctors would allow in to see the old slave Master. Even Jak was told he should wait, until his grandfather was 'doing better'.

About an hour before dinner, Bender came to find Jak. "You need to come see him, Jak. Leave your friends and your slaves here and come with me. It's... time to say goodbye to him."

They went to the medical wing, where they found Master Skrall in a hospital bed, with his head elevated to almost a sitting position. When the doctors saw Jak, the eagle administered some kind of hypodermic shot to the old man, which caused him to open his eyes and look around alertly.

"That stimulant won't last long, even though I gave him a much bigger dose than I should have, to ensure he is fully alert and aware of his surroundings. Side effects won't matter, at this point. His mind is still clear, when he's awake, and he can talk. But he's very fragile," the doctor said.

"I'm also not deaf, nor dead yet," Master Skrall interrupted irritably. "Get out of here. Everyone but Jak and Bender, OUT! I need to talk to my grandson, privately."

The doctors shook their heads, but left as ordered. "We'll be in the next room. Don't take too long, Jak. He doesn't have much time left," the lead doctor said.

"I have as long as I'll need, and then they can turn these damned machines off and get this over with," Master Skrall said. He waited for the doctor to close the door, then beckoned Jak to come closer. "Get over here, Jak, beside me. I'm dying, boy. Before I go, there's some things I need to say to you."

Jak stood beside the bed, and took the old man's hand in his. He was surprised at how choked up he felt at the thought that the old guy was going to die so soon. He'd never had any family that he could remember, and this old geezer had welcomed him as one of his own. He almost felt bad about deceiving the old guy. But not bad enough to pass up on a new life as an unbelievably rich dude on this world. "I'm here, Grandfather," he said quietly. "What did you want to say to me?"

"First, do you promise to take good care of my slaves, when I'm gone? Promise me you won't just sell off most of them at auction to make money. You need a good staff of slaves to run an estate this size, boy, and you won't lack for money once my lawyers hand everything over to you," Master Skrall said. "Look me in the eyes, and tell me you'll care for them."

"You have my promise, sir. I'll keep all of them, unless some need to be replaced based on their actions," Jak said earnestly, looking the old guy right in the eyes.

"Good. Very good. Do you know why I set Bender free, and helped him to become a Citizen?" Master Skrall asked.

"Well, you said you did it for me. I assumed it was a token gesture, freeing one of your most valuable slaves to make me feel better about owning the rest. And a reminder that in time, I could free some more of the slaves, if I feel they deserve it?" Jak asked.

"Partly that, but no, that wasn't the main reason," the old guy said. "Bender was from a Citizen family. When he was 14, one of the younger Warfield boys decided he wanted Bender's girlfriend, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer, from the girl or from Bender. They fought over her, and Bender killed the boy. The Warfield boy was the first to draw a weapon, but he was three years older and already a Citizen, and the Warfields had much better lawyers than Bender's family could afford. Bender was enslaved for life. I happened to be the one who bought him. Part of why I set him free was to please you, and part of it was to tweak old Stan Warfield's tail. But the reason I had him made a Citizen was that he had proved he was completely loyal to my family, and he promised to be your sponsor after I died, and to remain loyal to you, no matter what. When I'm gone, someone has to take my place as your Citizen Sponsor. He's only two years older than you, and you can trust him completely. His sponsor is a boy that's worked for me for 10 years, and whose loyalty to me also can't be questioned. With Bender as your sponsor, you'll be safe. And he also knows everything about my affairs and running the estate. Cherish him, boy. He's the biggest asset you'll be inheriting."

"I see. Thank you," Jak said. "And thank you too, Bender."

"My will is set up now to have Bender take over as your sponsor. But there is also a clause in my will that states that if Bender ever betrays you, his sponsor is to revoke Bender's Citizen status, and have Bender enslaved for betraying his employer's best interests, and then take over as your sponsor. I'm also freeing three of my slaves in my will, and that pilot girl of yous, I'm paying off her ship loan, out of the estate's assets. You're to inherit everything else," Master Skrall said.

"Thank you, sir. Elita will be overjoyed to hear that!" Jak said.

"I like what I see in you, boy. You're a man who can become a good slave owner, and a good Citizen. You're strong enough to stand up to other Citizens who might plot against you, like Stan Warfield. You're bold enough to know what you want and seek to gain it," the old guy said. Then he looked Jak in the eyes and added, "And you've been smart enough to game the system in your favor."

"Excuse me?" Jak said, worried that his deception might be coming unraveled, when victory was so close to his grasp. "Game the system? What do you mean?"

Master Skrall grinned and continued to look Jak in the eyes, as he said, "I mean that I wish my Jak was half the man you are. Never mind. You'll do what my grandson refused to do, and take care of my slaves and continue my legacy and family name. If that self-righteous idiot ever tries to claim his rights here, you two can fight it out. But I'll bet you'll win. After all, the official records all say _you're_the real Jak, now."

"Wait. What? Why don't you think I'm your grandson?" Jak asked, eyes darting around the room, evaluating what he might use as a weapon, and how he would need to attack Bender if the shit hit the fan, which it looked like it was.

"Calm down, boy. I know you're not really my grandson, but I don't give a damn! As far as anyone else will ever know, you're my daughter's son. As far as Bender and I are concerned, I've adopted you, to take my wayward grandson's place," Master Skrall said. "You and your friends did your homework. You pretty much knew all the right things to say and do, and everything checks against official records just fine. You even bear a strong resemblance to my grandson. If you'd arrived after I was dead, or if my mind had become feeble, you might well have fooled Bender and everyone at my estate as well. But aside from the fact that I can still remember what my own foolish grandson looked like, there were several things that very few outsiders could possibly have known, but which made it clear that you're an impostor."

Jak stood very still and remained silent, neither confirming nor denying anything. He couldn't understand it. If they knew what he was up to, why allow it?

Grandfather Skrall smiled and said, "After you called to let me know you had returned, naturally I checked with VIP services at the starport, to verify which ship you were arriving on, and to make sure your space yacht or the star liner's shuttle bearing you got priority landing treatment. Needless to say, I was utterly amazed to learn that you had arrived on a _freighter._My grandson owned a luxurious space yacht that he flew almost everywhere in. When he didn't use his own yacht, he always flew first class, on luxury star liners. So I was immediately suspicious, and I double-checked the biometric data on your ID, which the starport VIP services group was able to provide for me. The government databases said everything checked, but when I tried to cross-check your biometrics with my _personal_computer, which was not networked, it failed the retinal scan match. Yet as soon as I connected that computer to the network to compare my files to the government records, suddenly both retinal prints matched. That impressed me. However you or your accomplices altered the official records, you did it very well. I couldn't _prove_to anyone that you're not my Jak, and I doubt anyone else can now, either. So I had a suspicion, but no proof."

"Would it matter if I say that the retinal scan error could have been a mere computer glitch, and that I was on the freighter because my friend Elita owned it, and would be coming here in it anyway?" Jak replied, thinking quickly.

"You're quick witted, I'll give you that. I've no doubt you and your friends could answer just about any question I could ask about your officially recorded past, and you'd have the right answer at the ready," Master Skrall replied. "So I set up a test for something that shouldn't have been in any official records. I bought your new slave girls, as I had already been planning on doing if my grandson returned and agreed to own slaves. But Julia was purchased specifically to test you. Don't be harsh with her, boy. She had no clue I was using her. You see, my real grandson had a severe dislike for having anything put up his ass. He didn't like it when his pediatrician used a rectal thermometer on him, and he never grew out of that dislike. Bitched like hell about the mandatory proctology exams whenever they came up in the academy's medical test cycles. Yet you allowed Julia to stuff damned near a foot of her tail up your ass, and you even seemed to enjoy it!"

"Ummm, people change?" Jak replied halfheartedly.

"Perhaps, but there were other things as well," Master Skrall said. "You didn't know the family ceremony for claiming a slave, yet my grandson had been required to memorize it as one of his earliest lessons in family duties, and he witnessed it several times, including when he last was here, for his citizenship filing 9 years ago. He had been disgusted that I insisted on his witnessing the collaring and claiming of Miss Kyra, who you have inexplicably forgotten about. My Jak never would have forgotten such a simple ceremony, or Kyra's name. He certainly wouldn't have forgotten her after the heated argument he and I had when I tried to give her to him as gift, and he rejected the offer."

When Jak said nothing, Master Skrall continued, saying, "And finally, you've been just too damned polite and respectful toward me, and you gave in too easily about becoming a slave owner. My Jak hasn't been that polite to me since he was twelve, when he started to believe slavery was a bad thing. He's as stubborn as I am, and very unlikely to reverse a stand he has taken. I'd certainly hoped_he would change his opinion of slavery, but I knew he probably wouldn't. And the friends he took up with at that damned Academy all despised slavery just as much, so he _never would have befriended the three people you brought with you."

"I see. But even if you can't prove anything, you could just kill us, here on your estate, right? So why are you letting us get away with it?" Jak asked.

"You have my admiration for the balls it took for all of you to waltz in here and try to pull this off. And for the skill that you showed in setting it up. Yes, I still _could_have all of you killed or enslaved, but I don't plan to harm any of you. You're either _very_determined to claim my estate as Jak, or very desperate to cease being who you once were, or both. You and your friends didn't back down when you were told I could kill you freely if I thought you were up to no good, and you're still cool as ice in the face of that threat, knowing I've exposed your game. If I opposed you now, you might kill Bender and Kyra and a lot of my other staff and slaves, in trying to make your escape, and I don't want them harmed. Still, whoever the hell you are, you seem to be just the sort of man I wish my grandson would have grown up to become. I'm old, and I'm tired of fighting off death. I clearly won't live long enough to see my grandson see things my way, and I doubt he ever will, anyway. So my Jak's loss is going to become your gain. _Someone_has to take my place when I'm gone, and no one would believe it if I gave everything to Bender, or to Kyra. So I want_you_to take his place and be my heir, with my blessing." He closed his eyes and sighed, then said, "Damn stimulant's wearing off. Now get the hell out of here, and go to your friends. You and Bender shouldn't be present when my doctors turn off my life support. I don't want anyone to question your role in my death."

"Good bye, sir, and thank you," Jak said. "For what it's worth, I needed a new identity, and this is what I was given. Why I needed it doesn't matter, I guess. But all I had asked for was a new life, and I paid a lot of money to get a new identity, without ever knowing it would lead me here. I... don't remember my family at all, and you've treated me like I was your own kin. I'll... try to be worthy heir to you, sir. To be the kind of man you would have been proud to call your heir."

"Thank you, Jak," Master Skrall said, closing his eyes. "Send my doctors back in, so I can tell them to end this."

===

It took nearly a week to make the funeral arrangements and for the legal stuff to get processed, but there were no snags with Jak's inheritance. The will was quite clear, there were no other relatives to contest it, and all the ID checks and paperwork seemed to be in order. Bender proved to know everything needed to take over the old man's financial affairs - bank accounts, investments, business contacts, social contacts. All Jak needed to do was sign paperwork, attend an occasional board meetings or send in a proxy vote for those, attend charity functions, and play the part he had accepted, as a very rich slave Master.

===

A month after the old man's death, Elita decided it was time to see if she could get paid for rescuing Jak. It didn't seem to matter as much now, with her ship paid off, but that was still a hefty chunk of money she could claim, if the Doctor kept his part of their deal. And besides, she wanted to know if the Doctor had made it to safety.

It only took her 5 days to get to the Sirius 5 system, because the entire route could be navigated via Star Gates on the main star lanes, and she could afford the gate fees and to refuel at each of the Gates without ever needing to go inward toward any of the intervening systems' planets. Jak allowed her to use the old man's luxury star yacht rather than her own ship, so she would get preferential treatment the whole way.

It took her two more days to make planet fall on the lone inhabited world of Sirius 5, and another day to locate the monastery the Doctor had told her to seek. She joined a group of tourists traveling from the nearby starport to see the famous Buddha statue at the monastery.

Standing near the base of the statue, she approached a monk and said casually, "It's an amazing monument, but I thought your famous Buddha was made of white marble?" The first three monks that she said that to looked at her like she was a crazy tourist, but the fourth one, seated in a souvenir stand, smiled and asked her to sit with him in the shade, inside his booth.

"Our Buddha has always been black, but there was another person that I can recall, who also thought it was white. He once said a friend who looked like you would come here, and make the same remark. Most sadly, he never lived to see it in person, but there is something I am certain he would have wanted you to have, Miss." He opened a locked case under the displays of ceramic Buddha statues, and from a lower part of the case withdrew a small statue that looked exactly like the ones he had on display, save for a small bit of tiger-striped tape, which he removed before handing her the statue. "Seek within for your true reward. But do so in private, for Buddha is humble, and does not require a public display of his generosity. Go now, my dear."

"Are you certain my friend is gone?" Did he leave any other messages for me?" Elita asked, as she stood up and left the booth.

"There is only the Buddha, for you. That is what the one who left that for you said. I have no way to confirm it. But he had no reason to lie, either. I believe it is so," the monk replied.

Elita returned to the town on the tourist shuttle, looking at the small ceramic statue and wondering what it all meant. She suspected her payment and perhaps some sort of message might be inside the statue, but it seemed solid and didn't rattle when she shook it, and it seemed even less likely that it could contain anything of value when she went through starport customs to get on her ship, and they scanned it with no apparent interest. Perhaps the Doctor had died before making arrangements to pay her? Or perhaps he had yet to confirm Jak was safe, and she wouldn't get paid until whoever had sent the message on his behalf had that confirmed? Maybe she would need to go back there in a few years, to see if any other messages, or statues, had been left for her.

===

When she returned to Jak's estate, she showed him the statue and told him what she had been told.

"That's a damned shame," Jak said, sounding a bit distracted. "Guess we should break it open and look inside, just in case."

"Guess so, yeah. Got a hammer?" Elita replied.

"Don't think I'll need one, if I'm careful, "Jak said. He held the small statue in his hands, and pressed inward with his thumbs, until the ceramic shell cracked open like a walnut. Inside was a stiff and solid mass of yellow expanding foam. He picked it apart carefully with his claws, and found that inside a shell of lead foil, there was a cluster of credsticks, and a plastic tube containing two hand-written messages.

"There's your payment, I guess, and looks like one message for each of us. There's an 'E' on this piece of paper, and a 'J' on the other," Jak said.

Elita unfolded her message and read it aloud.

"My dear, I am sorry I could not meet you. They know I am the one that wiped the lab's database records, and there are at least two berserkers trailing me. I am leaving this message and another for J with a friend, who will, if he hears I am dead, arrange to get these messages and your payment to you. From the angry messages I intercepted at the lab, it is clear that you at least got J off world and foiled some serious attempts to capture you both. I am fairly certain they have stopped searching for you, because it is getting too expensive. You apparently cost them a starship? My word! I don't expect to be so lucky. Make sure J gets his note. I hear the door being smashed in, downstairs. I hope they don't find these notes. - D"

Jak unfolded his note, and read it to Elita.

"I am sorry I could not see you again. I hope you are safe, and have started a decent life. Please take care of E. She is a good girl. You can't remember your past, because you don't have one. Your body was force-grown in a vat in the lab, from anonymously collected raw genetic materials. Your body had a maturity of about 24 years growth when I programmed your baseline memories and mental functions, and brought you to consciousness. From the reports I have read, you have exceeded all expectations for your combat capabilities and intelligence. Make me proud that I played a part in your creation. Don't look to your past. Look to making a new life for yourself, wherever you are. - D"

"Well, I guess that's that," Elita said. "At least now we know why you don't remember your past."

"Yeah," Jak said. "Hey, you gonna stay on here, for a while? Kyra and I could use someone to help train the new slaves in their duties. Felrasa's agreed to be my chief of security, and Nekonia's running the medical wing for me. I'd... like it to have _all_my friends stay here. Wouldn't have all this, without the three of you."

"Sure, I'll stay," Elita said. "You'll need someone to fly that pretty star yacht too, won't you? Someone you know you can trust? But hey... is there something wrong? Has something bad happened while I was away?"

"You could say that," Jak said. "Two weeks ago, just after you left, Ashara went missing while we were on a shopping trip in another city. I was certain she wouldn't run away. She would never leave Luna behind, and she really seemed to like being my slave. But one minute she was with us in an open air marketplace near a large park-like area, and the next, we couldn't find her. Thing is, the 'park' was a Forbidden area. It was the entry to a corporate research and development site, and no one was supposed to go through those gates unless they had an ID badge for that corporation. We couldn't think of anywhere else she might have gone off to. So I reported her as missing, but probably NOT a run-away, and I contacted the corporation to see if they had her."

"But why would she do that? Wasn't it marked?" Elita asked. "And what did the corporation say?"

"I asked Luna the same questions, and it turns out that Ashara can't read very well. Reading and writing aren't a very big priority for training a pleasure slave that's been bred for nothing else. Once a slave reaches a point where it is difficult to teach them a school subject, the slave trainers usually just move on and train them in stuff they are better at. So Luna can read and write just fine, but Ashara only knows the basics. She might have misread the sign, or ignored it because it had big words that were hard for her to read, and there were no icons for the illiterate," Jak replied. "The corporation took their own sweet time about answering, but they finally admitted they have her. She told them she simply got lost, and that she'd followed someone she thought was me going through the gate. They didn't care if she was innocent, and they aren't being very cooperative about returning her. By law, they can keep any trespasser for up to 90 days, to grill them and find out what they might know. And since she's a slave, short of permanently damaging her, they can do pretty much whatever they want while they have her in their control. I'm glad she's already on a slow-release implanted birth control, because they're probably going to fuck her brains out. When they tire of using her, they can sell her as a slave for life at auction. While they agreed to tell me when and where she will be sold, they don't have to make it easy on me by selling her locally in our slave market. We'll almost certainly have to go to that other city when she goes up for sale, to buy her back. I've already promised Luna I'll do my best to buy her sister, when that happens. Could be any time in the next two months."