Chapter 7(OB)
A beeping digital plastic alarm clock sounded, and J3N groaned at the noise waking her up. She felt her husband shift on the air mattress, and saw his muscular arm reach out to turn off the alarm clock with a groan.
J3N was laying naked under a sheet, softly snuggled against the hairy body of her equally naked husband. They had been up very late last night making love, hadn't stopped until after midnight. It was now the first light of pre dawn, and neither of them had had enough sleep.
With a gentle feminine yawn, J3N stretched her sore limbs in the high gravity. The gravity of 1D8V-44 made every single movement feel like a weight lifting exercise, her entire body was sore, every muscle aching.
Seth reached out a calloused hand, and held one of J3N's breasts, causing her to smile. He had gotten used to touching her last night, still slightly shy but nothing like before. J3N warmly encouraged her husband's touch, making little noises designed to excite men. Seth was soon penetrating her, and J3N was delighted.
After this highly satisfying delay, Seth forced himself to get out of bed. He found some clothes on the floor that were semi-clean, and got dressed.
J3N got herself slightly cleaned up with a rag, and put on her bra and dress, still lacking panties, and went to the toilet room to clean herself up very thoroughly with soap and water after the night of energetic love making. She also used the toilet, and found some of Seth's shampoo to wash her hair with.
All cleaned up, J3N let herself air dry for a few minutes. The high gravity made water drip down her skin much faster, letting her get her skin quite dry, if not her hair. When she was dry enough, she put her bra and dress back on, and put on her sandals, having taken them with her to the toilet room.
J3N walked out to the room she had dubbed the "lounge room", which was the largest room in the original kit home not counting the garage. The lounge room served as a crossroads of sort, a room that all had to pass through to get to the right end of the house. It was a crudely "L" shaped room, consisting of a large square bit to the right of the original kit home and a long hallway bit to the left. The hallway bit connected to the garage at the end, and ran past the hydrolysis room and the kitchen before joining up with the square bit they had gotten married in.
The original kit home had apparently only had 3 rooms and the garage, the bare minimum basics to live. J3N guessed that Seth had been quite poor when he first started the farm, and could not afford more than this 3 room shack. The hydrolysis room appeared to be part of the kit home, as did the kitchen, meaning that Seth must have originally slept in the lounge room before becoming more affluent from selling drug harvests.
The lounge room contained 4 metal kit chairs, all clearly of local manufacture and designed for the high gravity. It also contained a number of other items of furniture, most covered in various junk, including a collapsible table which long ago in history had been used as a dinning table but was now too covered in hoarded junk to be used for this.
At the moment, Z8C and Seth were loading air bottles in the trailer of the quad bike. They were already wearing backpack air bottles, and had apparently already eaten while J3N was bathing. They were just leaving as J3N joined them.
Seth winked at her as he reversed the quad bike out of the garage, and Z8C greeted her as he climbed onto the trailer. J3N smiled and waved, and the men drove off towards the shed near the river. The house still contained a lot of air bottles from the boat, so they were not leaving on the boat quite yet, so J3N saved her goodbyes until they were actually ready to leave.
J3N immediately started doing chores around the house, as she was programmed to, thoroughly cleaning every room she had been in so far, cleaning but not moving anything. She still had not been in some of the rooms, the rooms with closed doors, and she would not enter these rooms without her husband's permission.
J3N was an extremely industrious housekeeper, and got intense satisfaction from doing these "housewife" type of chores. The men returned many times, transporting all the air bottles over to the shed, and Z8C then returned to say goodbye to J3N.
J3N and Z8C did not physically touch each other, both genetically repelled from unnecessary physical contact with each other, but it was still a very emotional goodbye. They had been through a lot together, almost died getting here, and this survival experience had left a bond between them. More than that, they had become friends, a genuine completely platonic friendship.
J3N cried softly as they said their goodbyes, not making any sobbing sounds but just silent tears. Z8C was more manly in his goodbyes, not shedding a tear, but sad in his own stoic way. They were both people of Wsuioo, of the same people and culture, despite their different pedigrees. They shared a heritage, not a very nice heritage, but still a heritage, and it gave them a bond of understanding.
"I will radio you as soon as I get home safely, we will talk again soon," Z8C reassured her.
J3N nodded through her tears, and, in a gesture of extreme friendship, J3N actually extended her hand and gave Z8C a platonic handshake. Z8C smiled at the unnecessary physical contact, and shook her hand fondly for a few seconds. The gesture was absolutely huge in their culture, the equivalent of a warm hug of fellowship.
With painful sadness, the pair parted ways. Z8C got in the quad bike trailer, and with a lot of waving, he was driven to the river by Seth. The quad bike disappeared over the lip of the canyon, and J3N knew that she would most likely never see Z8C again.
***...
J3N kept herself busy for the rest of the day, cleaning the house and cooking in the kitchen. Her husband returned to the farm several times to get the air bottles from the shed to bring them by boat to wherever the sailboat was now anchored in the deeper river. Seth briefly checked in on her each time he came back to the farm, to make sure she was ok.
J3N was locked in the house every time Seth left, but had been given a key to unlock the door in an emergency. It was for her safety when Seth was away, he didn't like her left all by herself, it was dangerous he said, some local men might rape her.
J3N dutifully stayed put in the house, but did look out the window a lot. She could always hear the engine of Seth's boat before he arrived, as it was the only noise of any kind except for the hydrolysis room equipment, the gentle breeze outside, and the creaking of the windmill water pump a few hundred meters away from the house.
The house had no insulation of any kind, made entirely from sheet metal that was folded into various shapes for structural strength, with an inner skeleton of more high strength metal beams of some sort. Tangles of insulated wiring ran along the ceiling in bundles, as did the occasional water pipe.
The individual rooms of each kit home shared the same "ceiling", basically the underside of the corrugated iron roof and the roofing frame beams that held it up, with the walls of the individual rooms only going as high as the bottom of the triangular roofing frames. The walls themselves were little more than sheets of corrugated iron bolted to wall frames, with the occasional window or door added in, very basic, totally uninsulated.
J3N got quite hot as she cooked loaves of bread from some flour and yeast in the kitchen, the house was getting steadily hotter. Seth had already given her permission to use these ingredients, as well as the electric oven in the kitchen, and she had been very eager to cook his favourite meal for him. He apparently had very simple tastes.
J3N had wanted to cook something more exciting than bread, the kitchen after all had quite a selection of garden vegetables, grains, and even cans of imported meat to choose from, but Seth had asked for bread, so that's what this obedient wife was cooking.
By the Emperor it was hot in this kitchen!
The heat of the sun on the corrugated iron building was steadily increasing the temperature, and the oven wasn't helping!
J3N was forced to use rainwater from the kitchen faucet on a bit of rag to cool herself down, this local heat was unbearable. J3N found a thermometer on the wall near the door to the garage, and it said that the temperature was 38 degrees centigrade!
J3N felt a bit like that bread in the oven must feel!
J3N was sure that it hadn't been this hot yesterday. It had been balmy for sure, pleasantly warm definitely, but not THIS hot! This was even hotter than the time just before it had rained, and that had been HOT. This was some whole new level of heat!
It had been fine up until just before 10am by local time, but ever since then the temperature had been steadily climbing. It was now mid afternoon, and J3N was getting desperate.
Seth still hadn't finished taking air bottles to Z8C, even though it was now mid afternoon. Apparently he had taken no chances of the sailboat getting beached in the shallows, and had had the sailboat anchored all the way out in the main river just to be sure. It was taking him several hours to get there and back, even with his fast electric motor, and had had to change the battery in his boat several times already. He had said that it would probably be after nightfall by the time he finally finished.
J3N was feeling anxious, not just for her husband but also for Z8C as well. She was afraid that it might rain again, given how hot it was getting, and dreaded what would happen if it did.
She had just finished cooking all the bread when Seth returned to the house to check on her.
"You ok in there?" Seth called from the garage.
"I am getting very hot husband, but otherwise I am ok. How are you, how is Z8C, still not finished?" J3N replied sweetly.
Seth unlocked the door and entered the house to change to a fresh air bottle in his backpack, he spoke as he moved.
"Sorry about the heat, you can try using the electric fan in, my bedroom, um I mean OUR, our bedroom. Try using a wet rag to keep your skin moist in front of the fan. Keep your fluids up."
"We are both doing fine out there, though Z8C is getting a little bit anxious about how long it is taking. I gave him 200 extra credits in cash, money I made selling bliss grass last week, and that calmed him right down. It takes me about two hours to get down there with a boat full of bottles, but only just over half the time to get back with the empty boat."
"You are so generous husband," J3N said adoringly.
Seth blushed and brushed off this praise.
"Are you almost finished?" J3N inquired.
"At least another 6 hours to go, maybe even 9 hours, depends on how much weight my boat can safely take. This whole day is lost," Seth said sadly.
J3N comforted her husband and lifted up her dress, revealing her complete lack of panties, offering herself sexually to Seth. J3N was hardwired to be sexually receptive to him, even at times like this when it was far too hot.
"Oh, you really are worth every last credit of that 50 grand! Emperor on his throne!" Seth exclaimed in wonder.
J3N peeled off her dress and removed her bra, pausing only to unentangle the dress from the damn air hose, and stood before her husband in complete obedience to whatever he wanted her to do.
Seth looked terribly tempted, but he was too decent a person to leave Z8C waiting. With painful dismay Seth dragged himself away from his wife, promising that he would do it with her tonight instead.
J3N obediently accepted her husband's will, and put her clothes back on. She wasn't exactly disappointed, that's not how her mind worked, she was always completely receptive to let Seth have sex with her if he wished, but she would never force herself on him. She was bred for his pleasure, not her own.
Seth stayed just long enough to eat and drink and get a fresh battery for the boat, before he left the house once more, locking the door behind him.
J3N sighed, missing him already. She decided to take his advice and sat in front of the floor fan in their bedroom, stripping naked and sitting on the air mattress in front of the air flow, with a metal flask of water and a damp rag to keep her skin moist. It was surprisingly effective, and she soon was cool enough to continue doing chores.
It was a long hot day, not raining even once, and it was after 9pm when Seth finally got home. The planet 1D8V-44 was pretty close to having 24 hour day lengths, maybe 20 minutes longer than 24 hours, and the local clocks all had slightly longer hour lengths to have exactly 24 "hours" in each day. It was still hot, the greenhouse effect locking in the heat for longer, and only got cooler very sluggishly.
When Seth finally came home, he immediately went to the toilet room, the "bathroom" he called it, and had a much needed wash under the water hose. J3N would not have been doing her wifely duty if she didn't join her husband in bathing, and she dutifully stripped naked and joined him.
The rainwater from the hose felt wonderfully cool on J3N's skin, it was lukewarm from the heat of the day, but still felt glorious. J3N dutifully helped her husband wash hard to reach places, and he, predictably, got other things on his mind besides just getting clean.
J3N moaned with pleasure as she straddled her husband on the floor of the bathroom, holding the hose so that it gently dribbled cool water down her back and shoulders to keep her cool enough to keep making energetic love. J3N lovingly dribbled hose water over Seth's chest to keep him cool, and she climaxed repeatedly in complete ecstasy.
They only left the bathroom reluctantly, only because Seth was worried about how much of the water tank they were using. They were not exactly "clean" after their long time spent in the bathroom, but it was the one sort of "dirty" that J3N really didn't mind being.
It was too hot that night to properly continue outside of the bathroom, much to Seth's disappointment, and they settled for just laying naked on the bed with the fan blowing on them. It might have been cut short, but J3N still felt wonderfully satisfied!
***...
The next morning it had cooled down, and Seth was very eager to take advantage of the cooler temperature to make yet more love to J3N, much to her enthusiastic delight. Just as Z8C had predicted, Seth was absolutely all over her, couldn't keep his hands off her in fact.
They barely talked at this stage in the relationship, and J3N still didn't know a lot of the details about her husband and his history. He pretty much just had sex with her as much as he could, and then got hungry and went off to do other things. J3N herself was completely incapable of any but the warmest of receptions to her husband's sexual advances, her genetic programming was invincible against her will, "no" was something that she would NEVER be able to say to Seth.
Seth clearly had farm work to be getting on with, but he did not leave the bedroom for much of that day. With Z8C finally gone, Seth finally had complete privacy to just enjoy his highly expensive wife. He had spent his life savings on her, and he looked very determined to get his money's worth!
J3N was a moaning wet mess in bed with her husband, completely overwhelmed by his touch as irresistible mating instincts compelled her to have as much sex as Seth wanted. She felt so wonderful as he just spent the whole day making love to her off and on, pausing only long enough for his semen to replenish before penetrating her yet again.
"Oh husband, that felt so wonderful!" J3N exclaimed in complete awe as they lay together in the pleasure haze of post orgasm.
Seth was breathing heavily and merely nodded, too exhausted and relaxed to want to use words.
J3N lifted up her air mask and kissed him on the cheek, before having to return the mask to her face. The masks really were restrictive to kissing!
The masks were not uncomfortable, nor were they tight, two bits of elastic softly held the extremely light weight clear plastic masks loosely over their faces. It was only partially airtight, relying on the pressure coming through the hose to keep the outside air out of the mask.
The gas mixture in the air hose was apparently not pure oxygen, as this was a fire hazard, but a mixture of oxygen and local atmospheric Nitrogen. The local atmosphere was over 90 percent Nitrogen, with the few remaining percentages being mostly carbon dioxide. By using a machine it was apparently possible to get only the Nitrogen without the carbon dioxide, keeping the gas mix safe to breathe.
The masks might be comfortable and essential, but they really got in the way of romantic touch. So much of sex relied on the use of the mouth, from sucking to licking to just even kissing, it felt so incomplete to merely have vaginal penetration!
Seth briefly lifted up his mask and kissed her for a few wonderful seconds. His bushy dark beard tickled her face wonderfully, filling her with wonderful pleasure.
J3N looked at Seth's flaccid penis hopefully. She was bred to be completely insatiable towards her imprinted husband, had endless sexual appetite to meet the needs of even the horniest of husbands. Seth clearly enjoyed sex with his beautiful wife, but he wasn't sex mad. He was just an ordinary guy, happy to have sex but not so consumed by it that it dominated his life.
Seth remained flaccid, and just lay on his back with an affectionate arm around J3N where she lay beside him. J3N had her chest pressed to Seth's side, gazing at him lovingly. Seth sighed in utter contentment, and drifted off into a peaceful nap.
J3N felt utterly safe and content, laying in bed with her husband like this. She rested her blonde head on his shoulder, and drifted off into a wonderful nap, feeling so perfectly comfortable.
***...
The rest of the day alternated between sex and resting from sex. The husband and wife left the bedroom very occasionally, but never for long, mostly just to use the bathroom or to eat and drink.
With a beautiful woman incapable of saying no to sex, the formerly sex starved Seth was having the time of his life. He had admitted to J3N that he had a lot of work to do around the farm today, but he couldn't seem to drag himself away to actually do it.
"SURELY my balls are empty for GOOD this time!" Seth exclaimed some time after sunset.
"That's what you said at lunch time," J3N fondly pointed out with a happy giggle.
"I have never ejaculated so much in my life!" Seth exclaimed in awe.
"I love the feel of so much of your sperm inside me, it feels so squishy. I will be pregnant in no time," J3N said with happy tenderness.
"Are you tired yet?" Seth asked curiously.
"I am a bit worn out, but I am not tired of sex. My 679 line was created to have endless sexual stamina. Enough to satisfy any husband in the galaxy," J3N said proudly.
"Oh Emperor! How will I ever be able to satisfy you?" Seth asked worriedly.
"I am perfectly satisfied with even no sex at all, I merely can never have too much sex. I feel wonderfully satisfied right now Seth," J3N told him lovingly.
"You really are an amazing woman J3N, I feel so spoilt," Seth said in wonder.
"You are going to be spoilt rotten, Seth, spoilt as much as any husband ever was. For the rest of our lives I will pamper you, your pleasure is my biggest priority," J3N promised affectionately.
"By the Emperor! What did I ever do to deserve you?" Seth asked in wonder.
"You paid 50 grand to Wsuioo, THAT makes you deserve me." J3N reminded him, and kissed his forehead lovingly.
"I get that I paid all my savings to get you, but beyond that, are you PERSONALLY happy to be my wife? Am I a good husband?" Seth asked her with tender seriousness.
"I find myself highly satisfied with you Seth. I have not known you very long, but I know that you are kind. I know that you are a very generous man to poor Z8C, a very good and decent man. I was afraid growing up in the slave farms, afraid that I would be sold to a man who would beat me and mistreat me. I really do thank the Emperor that my husband was you, I am so profoundly thankful," J3N said honestly.
"I don't think I'm all that amazing, I'm nothing special," Seth said humbly.
"Your humbleness is also something I admire. You should give yourself more credit, you are a wonderful man," J3N said warmly.
"I really could get used to this," Seth said with a smile.
"For the rest of our lives it will be like this, I really am going to spoil you rotten," J3N said with loving certainty.
"Oh J3N Renwick, you really are heaven to me," Seth said affectionately and lifted up their masks to kiss her.
"I really should give you a name shouldn't I?" Seth said out of the blue.
"Up to you husband, I will answer to any name you give me," J3N said happily.
"Well it might not be very imaginative at all, but when I read your name on paper, the 3 kinda looks like a capital E turned the other way around. If we turned the 3 around, J-3-N would become J-E-N, which spells Jen. Do you see yourself as being a Jen?" Seth suggested affectionately.
"Jen? Yes I could be Jen Renwick, to be honest I also saw the possibility of turning the 3 around into an E back when I was growing up. I will be Jen if you want me to be," J3N replied happily.
"Well we could always change it in the future if we think of a better name. But for now I will call you Jen," Seth said fondly.
"Jen it is then, I am Mrs Jen Renwick," Jen said with a smile.
"You look like a Jen, it's a good name for a pretty blonde," Seth said affectionately.
"I like it," Jen agreed.
"Well what do you know, it seems my balls are STILL not quite empty after all!" Seth announced, gazing down at his now erect penis.
Jen giggled and climbed on.
***...
The next day Seth could delay the farm work no longer, and was forced to keep his diddle out of Jen's puss-puss for most of the day. They got up very early before dawn, donned backpack air bottles, and left the house with the stars still in the sky, though with just enough predawn light to see the surroundings.
J3N, no wait, JEN, she had to remind herself, Jen rode in the trailer of the quad bike with the gear and supplies as Seth drove it out to a distant part of the farm some miles away from the house. The farm just went on and on, up into the highlands away from the rivers.
Most of the property was bare rock and bare sterile muddy clay, with only the best bits of land being cultivated. The fields seemed to be deliberately spread out widely, with Seth explaining that this was to prevent too much unwanted cross pollination between different variant strains of crops in the different fields.
They passed a hill with a huge radio antenna perched atop it, with long reels of wire along the ground connecting it to the house far away. Multiple solar farms of solar panels were scattered all over the farm, Jen noticed, especially on high ground, apparently to poke higher towards the sun to get a few extra photons when it rained.
Reels of insulated wire ran over the bare ground in out of the way places to connect all these electrical installations together, with crude short trenches covered by metal plates letting the vehicle tracks pass safely over the top of the wires.
Numerous ribbed fibreglass water tanks sat around the farm with roofs designed to collect rain water, and a number of windmill water pumps collected additional ground water into other tanks, which were apparently used for irrigation when it got really dry.
Seth didn't say much as he drove, and Jen was content to just look around at the surroundings in silence, with Seth very occasionally explaining some of the farm features. Jen was fascinated by everything she saw, knowing that she now had a joint share in all of it. Everything she saw belonged to her and her husband, it was incredible!
The quad bike drove towards a remote farm shed 20 meters away from a sizeable wheat field. Seth got out of the quad bike without turning it off, and Jen stayed put in the trailer as he unlocked several different locks that secured the shed door of this very remote part of the property. Seth swung open the metal gate door to the shed, and drove the quad bike inside.
Jen immediately noticed something in the shed that looked very vaguely similar to a ride on lawnmower with a trailer connected to its rear, well not really looked like a lawnmower, but it was the only thing she could think of that looked even slightly like it. Jen pointed at the exciting looking vehicle enthusiastically, asking if they were going to use it.
"No Jen, not today. That's a miniaturised grain harvester, used for the wheat, I can't use it until we harvest all the bliss grass first. That's what we are doing today," Seth informed her.
Jen looked excitedly around the shed for some machine to harvest the bliss grass, but saw only more boring types of farm supplies and handheld tools. The shed had plenty of other interesting stuff of all sorts, but none of it looked like it was automotive.
"Sorry Jen, but we have to do this the hard way, by hand. It will take the entire day working very very hard, and probably the next few days after that as well. Farming is not a job for the lazy," Seth told her.
"I'm eager to do whatever you want," Jen said enthusiastically, with a classic Wsuioo slave work ethic.
"I'm glad to hear it, having you to help is going to really help me out. For 20 years I did all the work myself, with two of us we will get it done twice as fast hopefully, and have more time together like yesterday," Seth said delightedly.
Jen beamed at her husband and enthusiastically helped him put white plastic sacks in the trailer of the quad bike, and a number of other supplies. Seth then locked the shed, but only with a single lock, and drove the quad bike 20 meters to the field of wheat.
Seth picked up a plastic sack and a pair of secateurs, and got Jen to do the same, and led her to the edge of the wheat.
"This is bliss grass," he said, pointing to the perfectly innocent looking floppy green grass growing all around the base of the stems of the tall wheat.
"It is our bread and butter, the only thing that pays the bills around here. The wheat is just a cover to obscure orbital surveillance, if I could get away with it I wouldn't grow the wheat at all beyond what I need to eat." Seth told her.
"The sheriffs unfortunately have a surveillance satellite up in orbit. It's pretty crude but it has enough resolution to pick out a field of unhidden bliss grass. The wheat is tall enough to confuse the satellite, as it runs off unobstructed colour spectrum in the plant pigments, the tall wheat stalks blow about and fuddle the crude sensors," Seth explained.
"If the sheriffs confirm that a farmer is growing illegal drugs like bliss grass, they shoot him dead. It's frontier law," Seth said grimly.
Jen gasped in fear.
"It's ok Jen, with that wheat covering the field, the sensors can't see shit. The blended crops cause incorrect readings, it only has a resolution of 1 square meter colour pixels. Only a bare square meter of nothing but bliss grass would set off the alarm." Seth reassured her.
"How do you know?" Jen asked.
"Because the local sheriffs are corrupt, they secretly get a cut of all drug exports. They only enforce the bare minimum law to escape being themselves shot by a surprise inspection from the Adeptus Arbites. The sheriffs let us all know how to beat their own surveillance system, as it is in their own interests to have a thriving drug trade. We just have to be smart how we operate," Seth explained.
Jen calmed right down. Unlike the S41 line salesman pedigrees, the 679 line wife pedigrees were not bred to strictly follow the law. Wsuioo was sensible enough to know that anyone rich enough to afford a 679 line wife was probably doing something illegal. The economy of the Imperium of Man was so exhausted from ten thousand years of war that you pretty much HAD to be involved in crime to save up even 50 thousand credits.
Jen simply cheerfully obeyed her husband in his highly illegal endeavours, as she was programmed to. A man's perfect wife doesn't stop her husband from breaking the law, customers wouldn't like that!
"You are so enterprising Seth," Jen said admiringly.
"Ah well, everyone does it, I didn't come up with the idea," Seth said humbly.
Seth squatted down next to the crop field, and gestured to Jen to pay attention.
"Ok watch carefully. You need to grip the bliss grass like this, just above the roots, and snip like so. You have to cut really low, so it doesn't grow back too fast. The lower the better without digging up any roots. Then put it in the plastic sack," Seth showed her.
Jen enthusiastically tried it, but didn't cut low enough.
"Almost, but get it much lower, all the way to the soil," Seth tutored her.
Jen tried again with Seth guiding her and got it right. With his guidance she spent ten minutes practicing until she was feeling confident.
"Ok good, you are on top of it now. I will guide you if you ever get stuck. Just stay close to me and ask if you have any questions," Seth encouraged her.
Jen smiled happily and enthusiastically did what her husband was telling her to do.
"We have a long day ahead of us today. This field is nearly 4 hectares in area, and needs to all be harvested as quickly as possible to let me then harvest the wheat. The wheat will drop it's seeds in no more than a week from now, so we have to be fast or we'll lose the harvest," Seth warned her.
"Yes husband," Jen said with blissful obedience.
To be continued.