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After Atlantis

Chapter 22

She was on her back, legs spread wide and an enema running but she was so excited that she was just shaking all over. “Minerva says that I’m PREGNANT!!!!!” All the women squealed and hugged and were happy. I asked Minerva when we would know the sex.

“”I can tell you that now Noel. It’s a girl.”” I smiled and sighed. “”Why does the sex of the child matter so much to you Noel?”” She asked.

“”I’m not sure that I could do the Lantian thing and never get to know my son. Where I come from a man’s son is his heir and the most important person in the world to him past his wife. The thought of marrying him off young and him being mostly raised in his wife’s family home bothers me a lot Minerva.””

“”Don’t fret too much Noel. You are going to be a VERY powerful force in just a few more years and when there is enough power there are exceptions to every rule or custom. Let me worry about that for you please.””

“”OK, thanks, love ya, smooches!””

Bekala looked up and saw me, “Don’t you go anywhere my precious man. I have a gift that custom says that I need to give you as soon as possible after finding out that I am pregnant! Minerva, I am cleaned out now aren’t I?”

“Totally my dear; I just gave you that last one for fun.”

Bekala motioned me to come to her and then when I got there she rolled over. “When a man has done his job well he deserves appreciation. Lantian women have always shown that approval by giving him their other hole as a play area since their vagina is soon to be used otherwise. Give it to me No-el I need it BAD!” I straddled the bench behind her and Minerva helped me slide into her. Once we were joined she held us both safe in her embrace and then as we began to work our way along she began filling any unused holes with her various warm appendages. This was wildly erotic and all too soon I was giving it to Bekala for all I was worth. When I came, Minerva held us together and continued her efforts making us both cum over and over.

When we finally parted on shaky legs Minerva informed me that I needed to rest up because Kantola would be over later for her gift to me. Charlie laughed, “Damn, how am I ever going to get knocked up if I have to stand in line to get fucked by my own husband?”

Haley commented, “You might need to talk to Minerva. She has been salting away and freezing our boy’s morning jitz every day for weeks. I guess she could thaw out a little for you.”

“When word gets out the Bekala and Kantola are both pregnant those deposits will be priceless my dears. I have been socking it away for just this sort of occasion. Noel will be inundated with requests and offers. Rather than wear him out trying to service them all we will offer this cheaper and more certain alternative. The reason artificial insemination didn’t work in the past is because the sperm of the Lantian males is vastly more delicate than Noel’s hearty wigglers!”

“Hey,” I said, “maybe I would like to try and take care of them all personally!”

Haley swatted my ass, “Down Fido or you won’t be taking care of anybody. We will just hook you up to Minerva’s milking machine for 8 hours a day and sell your stuff without you having any fun!”

“Charlieeeeee! She is being mean. I am just trying to be a giver!” I whined. Then I thought and asked, “Hey!! Do I get to do them in the ass even if they got preggers without my direct assistance??? Minerva we could set them up assembly line fashion with you giving the enemas and me doing the final seal of approval!”

Minerva said to nobody in particular, “I think that Noel is going to need another spanking from someone soon. Actually we may need to make it a family thing and all of us do him one after the other. He seems to be slightly carried away with himself.”

“I was just KIDDING!” I assured everyone quickly. “Besides, I still don’t understand how with everything free and no money, how do you sell anything??? And how can you have people with more than others when everyone has everything?”

Minerva explained as if talking to a small not to bright child…”Nothing that really matters is free No-el. I understand that outside food, shelter, water and energy are of value but here it is all free. We must make things to generate our energy so we make those things people want and need first. The actual cost of making the energy is nothing because we use that same energy to power the machines that make the energy. It would be harder to stop making it than to continue making it and more costly as well so we make water all the time and food, air and most other things as well. What is not free is status and the ability to attract a mate and have children. When a male is born people immediately start bidding on him for marriage. The longer the parent waits before marrying him the more valuable he becomes. Our central intelligence keeps up with each person’s basic status and it is expressed as a number as you receive or transfer them to others. You receive so many points every month for just living another month. As you grow older the amount that you receive grows. If you do something that is considered especially good, then extra points are awarded. When you so graciously defended that poor crazy woman enough people were impressed and expressed that to the central intelligence. Your family, Char-lee, Hay-lee Bekala and I were awarded a 50,000 point bonus for your actions. We also got 3000 because so many were pleased by your meeting with Kantola where you kissed her hand and every one fell in love with you. A woman Bekala’s age receives 15,000 points a month for living another month so these were rather nice awards for Char-lee and the family.”

“When I starts selling your sperm we will start the bidding on each lot at half million points and we hope to get as much as three quarters of million for it. Your personal services for a one time visit will be a million. For a two month run at you where they can visit you three times a month during their peek time we expect to get as much as 3 million. One of your sons might bring us as much as fifty to a hundred million points.”

Bekala took up the explanation, “Women without males must do other things to receive points. They can work for others or themselves. They can create things and sell them or anything else that someone will pay for.” Bekala smiled, “I was working for the Council when I was assigned to interview you No-el. I would have had to work many, many more years to have been able to buy into a marriage family or gain access to a male otherwise.” She looked over to Charlie, “I tried to tell you how valuable both my access and then later when you allowed me into the family was. I hope that now you don’t feel that you were not fairly recompensed. I have sense nonetheless merged my value into the family funds and am only now starting to accumulate personal points again. I felt it only fair.”

Charlie looked at her, “Bekala, you have more than paid your way in the help and many connections that having you as my co-wife has brought to us. Take back your points dear I think we will do quite well and as we grow so will you.”

Minerva laughed, “Don’t worry about it Charlie, with the attention that Noel’s sweetness keeps bringing to us our credit rating is so high that points are virtually meaningless to any of you. Bekala has already turned down more than three times her original worth in offers from people just wanting an introduction to you and Noel.”

“They were not the kind that you need to be bothered with. If they were someone that I thought you would like or need to know then I was happy to introduce you for free. As Minerva says, points for us will never be anything of any real concern.” She looked at me. “Did we answer your question No-el?”

“Yes ma’am. Your points are no different than our money. It is just a way of expressing worth and power. Once you reach a certain point of wealth it becomes meaningless in and of itself and them power is the true reason for gathering more.

One of the oddities that I had noticed when we had first settled in was that the thing I identified as a television didn’t seem to have any programs. You could access educational programming or even view recorded live performances from the archives, or views of the public areas that allowed you to zoom in. What there weren’t, were any shows or entertainment type channels as I was accustomed to. I asked Bekala about that and also about sports or other group entertainments. She had explained that there were some physical activities similar to what I described and even showed me how to find some of them on the viewer. There was something like soccer and even a game much like handball. What they didn’t have was people that did it for profit. She then told me about their biggest sport/entertainment. It was nearly never a public thing so you had to go and see it personally. Their national passion was male showings!

Think of a dog or horse show mixed with a female beauty pageant and kinky BDSM stuff and you would have a slight idea! We went to one and only one. For one thing I nearly caused a riot as everyone, participant and spectator alike wanted to meet me and my ladies. When things finally calmed we sat and what we saw was… shocking! The men were shown by their wives and competed with their wives in several categories. There was a nude beauty pageant, there was a talent segment, and then the real show started. There was competition based on a paired sets of activities including enema racing, enema volume races, Artistic spanking and even anal sexual competitions where the male was screwed in the ass by his wives until he had an orgasm. There was no penile contact allowed and there were prizes for fastest, and greatest volume of ejaculate!

The enema races were done based on how fast could a male receive an enema, how fast could he take it and then run/waddle a hundred yards without losing any, and paired competitions where he took his and then held it while he gave one to her. There were 2 quart, 3 quart, 4 quart, and 5 quart categories for each type of race.

The artistic spanking was done in two categories; one was like dancing or painful ballet as I thought of it. There was a competition with the male not allowed to move his feet and another where both the male and female were moving. Then there was the one where the male’s body was decorated with welts and redness and it was judged for its aesthetics. There was an ass only and an armpit to knees category!

I have to tell you, those women are seriously into giving enemas and spanking their males!!! The cheering was deafening during some of the competitions and you could bet on them as well! That was the most males that I ever saw at one place. They really are little guys. The tallest one that I saw was probably only 5’5” and several were under 5’. The sponsor of the show came and offered Charlie a small fortune to just take me up on the stage and strip me down! If you can grovel and beg using just your eyes, I did it then!!! I did not want to do that! She thought about it to make me sweat and then with a grin at me declined.