Chapter 10(OB)
Some days later, Jen and Seth were loudly making early morning love in the bathroom as Seth bathed before work. Jen in particular was being especially vocal and Seth was playing with her large breasts as he penetrated her.
Jen was just moaning from the climax of her third orgasm when she happened to glance at the bathroom window...
Jen loudly made a feminine sound of fear, pointing at the window frantically. Seth followed her gaze and saw 3 bearded faces gazing excitedly at the couple having sex!
"GOLDEN THRONE! The Plowman Brothers?! What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Seth roared angrily at the men, clearly recognising them.
"Don't stop now! I'm about to bust a nut!" One of the bearded perverts exclaimed.
Seth bellowed loud curses at the men as Jen fearfully hid behind him. Jen had never seen her husband look so angry.
The men didn't take a hint and just kept perving at Jen, as she frantically tried to hide her naked body behind her angry husband. Seth shouted every insult he knew at the men, but they just wouldn't leave. There were 3 of them and 1 of Seth, they all wore pistol holster belts, and Jen knew that Seth had no way of intimidating them into leaving.
Seth settled for angrily closing a curtain over the window to give some damn privacy.
Seth and Jen quickly got dressed and moved to the lounge room. The men were already circling around the house towards the garage to try to enter the house.
To Jen's alarm, Seth opened the door and let the three perverts in the house!
Jen yelped in dismay and took shelter behind the old dining table. The men guffawed and gazed at her but took their seats at the kit chairs without molesting her.
"It's ok Jen, these three jokers won't touch you." Seth reassured her.
One of the bearded buggers made a point of getting up and theatrically touching a fingertip to Jen's forehead. Jen whimpered in panic at the slight touch and hid under the table.
"Very funny asshole," Seth said with a slight hint of amusement.
The three men exploded with laughter and tried to call Jen to come out from under the table in strip for them. Seth chucked slices of bread at them in response, and they guffawed and returned fire throwing the bread back again.
Jen's heart was pounding and she was breathing heavily with fear, but Seth wasn't acting like these men were a threat.
"How dare you get married without inviting us Seth!" One of the trio exclaimed in theatrical upset.
"Yeah, not even a stag night?" another man added.
"Watching you three buggers masturbating over porn at a stag night is something I can live without," Seth responded jovially.
Jen was still in deep shock, but she was starting to get the feeling that these three men were friends of Seth rather than a threat.
"Jen it's ok, these jokers are my friends the Plowman brothers. Come out from under the table," Seth reassured her.
Jen was terrified but couldn't disobey Seth. She scrambled out from under the table and bolted to hide behind Seth. The Plowman brothers all wolf whistled and made suggestive noises, apparently in jest.
"Jen meet Bobby, Joe, and Dean Plowman, boys meet my wife Jen," Seth introduced her.
The men all got up and theatrically kissed her hand, which Seth didn't object to. Bobby then thought it would be funny to lift up Jen's air mask and snog her! Jen viciously slapped his face, which made Joe and Dean burst out laughing.
Seth playfully kicked Bobby in the ass, and Jen was on the verge of tears.
"I have known these clowns for years, they have a farm about a mile down the river from us. When they're not taking it in turns to frequent every brothel on the damn planet, they all live together like a bunch of homos," Seth explained with a chuckle.
"Give me a go of your wife and I will show you who's a homo!" Joe retorted, freaking Jen out with the words.
Jen clung to Seth in a panic as the three brothers made graphic sexual suggestions about what they would do to Jen, apparently said in jest but still making her get scared.
"Go easy on her, a local boy tried to break into the house to rape her when I wasn't home not too long ago. Look what the fucker did to my roofing sheets! He was tearing the place apart for like 3 hours trying to break in to get her," Seth told them.
The 3 men looked at the terrible dents in the roof and their joking demeanour became more grim and serious.
"Fuck!" Dean exclaimed, looking at the dented sheeting.
"Fuck, sorry Jen, we were just horsing around. Didn't know that some sicko actually tried to rape you. Fuck that's some really dark shit!" Bobby apologised to her.
The other two brothers did not joke in reply, but murmured gravely in agreement. Clearly they had only been speaking in jest.
"Who was it?! We will go right over there and kick his face in!" Joe asked angrily.
"Jen couldn't describe him in enough detail for me to be sure who it was. But I will find this fucker eventually and make him pay for a new roof!" Seth replied darkly.
Jen relaxed slightly, getting a feel for the character of these men. With Seth vouching for them and from what she had witnessed, she was inclined to view them as being friendly pranksters rather than a threat.
"When you find this guy, we are coming with you. Crap what a psycho!" Joe insisted.
The other two brothers nodded in agreement.
"I will, maybe you homos can show him what rape feels like," Seth agreed jokingly.
The brothers all jeered and laughed and replied with friendly insults of their own.
"Sorry Seth's dick is so small Jen, was good of you to fake your orgasms like that," Dean said to Jen, his brothers roared with laughter.
"My husband is not small and I fake nothing! How DARE you!" Jen replied in outrage.
"Easy Jen, he's just joking. Don't take offence," Seth said quickly.
"Yes husband," Jen said in complete obedience and forcibly calmed herself down with difficulty.
"Yes husband," the brothers all repeated comically.
Seth threw more slices of bread at the men, and they all laughed. Seth didn't seem to be offended, and horsed around with the men, trading jocular insults with them.
"That was a real nice show this morning, do you take requests?" Bobby asked.
Jen wanted to be offended, but looked to Seth for permission first. Seth merely laughed. Jen relaxed, clearly this was a cultural clash she was encountering.
The Imperium had a million worlds, all of which had at least one culture, but many having different cultures on different parts of a given planet. Because of so many different cultures, Wsuioo could not possibly prepare their slaves to understand every single one of them before being exported, rather, they programmed the export lines to assimilate into the culture they were sent to.
The culture of this part of 1D8V-44 was still largely unfamiliar to Jen, she had met so few people in the short time she had been here. Z8C had been from her native culture, and had not felt the need to act out the local culture around her during their journey together. Seth had been a better reference to learning the local culture, but he had sex with her so constantly whenever they were together that it left little time to ask him about his culture.
Jen really was trying her best to learn the local culture, but she had only been on the planet for 3 weeks. Seth worked such long hours, and sex dominated the lion's share of the little time awake that she did get to spend with him most days. Jen really was clueless about the culture as a result.
These men were making scandalous sexual suggestions, sexually harassing Jen, rudely insulting her husband, and generally behaving in an uncouth manner, but Seth apparently found their behaviour culturally appropriate. Jen's poor brain was going overtime trying to process so much unfamiliar cultural behaviour, desperate to understand but feeling so completely overwhelmed.
"Why are you so bold around me? Why are you men not shy?" Jen asked, alarmed by how obviously used to women they were.
"Unlike your husband, we get our dicks wet as often as possible in the towns. I know every whore on the planet by name," Bobby said proudly.
"But how can you leave your farm?" Jen asked.
"Because there are 3 of the buggers, they always have at least one of them home watching the farm." Seth snorted.
"And as a result, we have been getting Wsuian pussy for 20 years while this wanker made love to his hand," Joe added, generating raucous laughter.
Jen perked up at the mention of "Wsuian", and asked excitedly about her sister slaves on the planet.
"Those whores are your sisters?" Dean asked cheekily.
"It's possible, depends which 2 line Battery Breeder model gave birth to them. We all call each other sister even if we don't have the same mother. My own, well I guess you could technically call her my mother, my own mother gave birth to 388's, 679's, 77's, 2's, oh and also experimental prototype 670's. My own litter numbered 48 baby girls, not counting the boys who were all macerated at birth in the blender. The girls were a mix of all 5 of these lines. We were identified by DNA tests to tell which was which. The 2's and 670's are not currently for export, but if the whores were 388's or 77's then they might be my sisters." Jen said with more excitement then she intended.
"Damn, that's fucked up! The whores never talked about that side of things. Damn that's dark!" Dean exclaimed.
"Macerated in a blender..." Seth repeated, sounding horrified.
"Yes, my people do things this way. For thousands of years it has been this way. Wsuioo does not raise useless people, if you are not profitable enough to keep alive then you are killed at birth. A male of the female sex slave lines is useless, the artificial genes are for female specific behaviour. A very few males are kept for breeding purposes, for experiments, or for quality control, but all the rest have no profitable use." Jen explained.
"But, but what about Wsuian men like Z8C?" Seth asked, going slightly pale.
"Z8C is a S41 line salesman model pedigree. The S41 are a male specific line, female S41 babies are macerated at birth and only the males kept alive. There are a lot of male specific lines. All of the lines are gender categorised to be either male or female, but never both. My home planet does not tolerate what it considers to be imperfections. You are perfect or you are dead," Jen explained.
Seth and the Plowman brothers all became distressed, describing it as "sick". Jen hung her head in shame to hear her husband condemning her culture, feeling terrible.
The men all cursed colourfully, saying unkind words about Wsuioo until Jen started to cry. Seth quickly comforted her with a hug, and she quietly sobbed into his muscular chest.
"There there Jen, I know that you can't help where you were born. You are the victim of a terrible injustice, not a guilty party," Seth reassured her.
"We are all children of the Emperor, no matter what culture a person comes from, all are welcome at the Emperor's table in paradise," Jen said religiously.
Seth and the Plowman brothers all superstitiously made the sign of the Emperor with their hands and murmured in agreement to this. They might all blatantly break the Emperor's laws against growing illegal drugs, but they were still as deeply religious as any imperial citizen.
"I am sorry I spoke of Wsuioo, I should not have spoken, I have upset you husband," Jen apologised sincerely.
"It's only the bit about babies in the blender that I really object to. Everything else was ok," Seth said tenderly.
"I feel bad for all those whores now, I should tip them more next time," Bobby said.
"I would love to speak to them. Are they on the radio?" Jen asked hopefully.
"No not anymore, but they used to have a Wsuian whore on a radio sex chat line, but a bunch of locals didn't pay for the girl's time when a boat came to collect the bill, and the radio chat line closed down," Joe replied.
"Seth used to use it constantly," Bobby added.
"No not "constantly", maybe a half dozen times. I was just no good at talking to girls," Seth said defensively.
"I find you quite charming to talk to," Jen lovingly reassured him.
"I didn't see a lot of "talking" going on in the bathroom," Bobby baited.
"I really didn't appreciate that you guys, how long were you at the window?" Seth said grumpily.
"To be honest not that long, Jen spotted us far sooner than we intended." Bobby laughed.
"We were going to wait till you finished and then clap in applause," Dean added, generating mirth from the other two brothers.
"What made you do it?" Seth asked.
"We heard from Goldie yesterday that you finally got your bride in the mail, saw him on the river sailing past and had a chat. Goldie heard it from Lanky, and I'm not sure where Lanky heard it. You are a prick for not telling us that she had arrived, to think that we had to hear it from Goldie!" Bobby recounted.
"I haven't seen you guys since I got her, wasn't a secret or nothing," Seth apologised.
"We came right over here first thing this next day to congratulate you. We were nearly at the door when we heard Jen's lovely singing voice being so vocal, we just HAD to sneak on over to the window to have a look," Bobby chuckled.
"You pricks cock blocked me, I hadn't cum yet," Seth grumbled.
"Not stopping you from continuing, we will cheer you on from the sidelines," Dean teased.
Jen looked at Seth, ready to obey if he wanted to do this, unsure if it was culturally appropriate here. The brothers noticed Jen's look and erupted with laughter.
"If you buggers ever get a wife, I am going to get you back for this!" Seth threatened playfully.
"Couldn't do that, the whores would miss us," Joe retorted.
"You buggers probably couldn't afford a wife anyway, blew all your money on those girls," Seth teased.
"Totally was worth it. You haven't lived until you've been in a 3 girl orgy with Wsuian whores," Joe countered with a knowing smile.
"My Jen is all the woman I need, you can keep your whores," Seth replied.
Jen smiled sweetly at this, feeling touched. She lifted up her air mask and kissed Seth's cheek adoringly.
"Aw!" The brothers all said in unison, theatrically holding their hands over there hearts. Seth threw more slices of bread at them.
Jen was feeling quite relaxed towards these boisterous guests by this stage, starting to understand them a bit. They were clearly good friends of Seth, and Jen was programmed to automatically accept the friends of her imprinted husband, so that made them her friends too. They seemed to be irrepressible jokesters, able to become somber and serious, but never staying that way for long. They were crude and loud, but unquestionably friendly. Jen was ok with them she decided.
***...
That night in bed after sex, when Seth had dropped off to sleep and the sleepy Jen was about to drift off too, Jen suddenly shouted with uncontrollable delight!
"What is it!" Seth exclaimed, startled awake by the shout.
"My pregnancy marker vein on my wrist! Look! It's become prominent! I'm pregnant!" Jen squealed in delight, pointing excitedly to a barely noticeable blue vein on the under side of her left wrist.
"Wait, how can you be sure?" Seth asked in excited confusion.
"This little vein here, it's the 679 line's pregnancy marker vein. It only swells up like this during pregnancy! It's bred into us as a pregnancy indicator. My whole life it's been small, but right now it is swollen up twice as fat as it was! I'm pregnant Seth, I'm pregnant!" Jen explained excitedly.
Seth grabbed her wrist and looked at it in feverish excitement.
"Are you sure it's bigger? It looks so small," Seth asked uncertainly.
"An hour ago it was less than half as thick, the baby has implanted safely in my uterus! The hormones of the pregnancy are making my marker vein swell up!" Jen insisted with feverish excitement.
"I'm a father?" Seth asked in wonder.
"You're a father Seth, I'm carrying your child in my womb!" Jen assured him jubilantly.
"YES!" Seth cheered in triumph.
"You have an heir to inherit your farm. You have everything you ever wanted," Jen told him ecstatically.
Seth made a wordless roar of triumphant jubilation, screaming in joy. Jen added her own feminine cheer to his masculine roar, and together they made a huge racket of overjoyed celebration.
Seth looked at her wrist vein in feverish excitement, and then got up out of bed and ran about the house whooping and cheering.
Jen was so happy that she was crying tears of joy, the storm of happy emotions rampaging through her feminine soul like a tempest, completely overwhelming her with joy.
Starting a family was of the uttermost urgent importance to Jen and Seth, so urgent and vital that this success in this endeavour was causing overwhelming emotion. For long minutes the pair just generated a racket of noise, completely overjoyed.
Seth eventually reentered the bedroom holding his 679 line owner's manual, excitedly reading the section about the pregnancy marker vein. He sat beside Jen on the air mattress, and together they read the manual.
Seth held and inspected Jen's wrist, comparing it beside a full colour photo in the manual of what a pregnant 679 line's wrist should look like. Jen's wrist and the photo were absolutely identical. There could be no doubt that she was now pregnant.
"Do you know if it's a boy or girl?" Seth asked excitedly.
"No unfortunately, I'm only a baseline model. The pregnancy gender marker is only included in the luxury models of the 679 line. No idea what the baby is," Jen answered.
"Ah well, just have to wait till it's born I guess. Oh Jen I'm so excited, I'm going to be a father," Seth said happily.
"The first of many healthy babies, I will give you so many kids," Jen promised happily.
"Oh Jen, this really is everything I ever wanted," Seth said emotionally.
Together the husband and wife celebrated long into the night, they were now parents!
***...
Jen was happily stroking her still flat belly as she dusted the house the next day. Seth was out working the farm like he did everyday, harvesting yet more bliss grass. The work Seth did around the farm was extremely labor intensive, eating up so much of his time.
This baby would be so helpful around the farm as an extra set of hands once it was old enough. Seth wanted at least 5 sons eventually, to give him enough extra labor to actually run the huge farm properly. Once the kids became old enough, Seth and Jen would be able to safely leave the farm long enough to visit the towns occasionally.
It was just so wonderful!
Jen was thinking these happy thoughts when she noticed a poorly shaven unfamiliar male face gawking at her through the window!
Jen did not hesitate to pull the unloaded revolver from her holster belt, and the man backed off instantly from the window. He retreated a short distance from the house but was soon back again to look at her.
Jen pointed the revolver at him, and he ducked out of her line of sight to one side of the window. Jen of course could not shoot him, but the man didn't know that.
For the next few hours this standoff continued. With Jen holding a gun, the man didn't dare to try to enter the house, not wanting to be potentially shot to death, but he just as clearly didn't want to forego his viewing pleasure.
He very carefully peaked around the sides of the various windows to gaze at her, and seemed to be masturbating. Jen was extremely angry, but couldn't risk the man calling her bluff with the unloaded revolver, so she grudgingly tolerated the man, and continued with the dusting.
The man eventually left when his air bottle got low, and Jen was on edge the rest of the day.
Jen was really hoping that this would not become a regular occurrence. She was dreading having this happen again, it made her feel so unsafe in her own home, so violated even. Why couldn't these men just buy their own 679 and leave her alone!
***...
The next few days it did not get any better. Word seemed to be spreading that Seth had a beautiful blonde Wsuian 18 year old woman living on his farm, and local men were coming out of the woodwork in droves to gawk at her whenever Seth was out of the house.
At the moment Jen had 5 of the perverts gazing in at her through the windows as she kneaded bread dough in the kitchen. The kneading action was sending her sizeable breasts jiggling in her bra under her dress, and the perverts were very unsubtly masturbating over the sight of it.
Jen just tried her best to ignore them. She could always close the curtains, but doing this simply made them more likely to try to force entry into the house. The house was now horribly dented from repeated attempts at forced entry, and several of the perspex windows had been smashed in with large thrown rocks after the last time she had tried simply shutting the curtains! Thank the Emperor that every window had strong steel bars in addition to just perspex!
Jen had tried pulling her gun on these current 5 masturbators, but they had pulled out even bigger guns of their own, and Jen had chickened out and put her gun away.
The men had threatened her at gun point to open the door for them, but Jen had completely ignored them as Seth had recently instructed her to, and the men had not shot her. The men wanted her alive for their pleasure, and would lose a rare and precious actual woman if they killed her, their threats were empty so long as she didn't overly provoke them.
Jen had been especially irritated earlier when she sat on the toilet to pee. The bathroom window perspex had been one of the first victims of the thrown rocks, and the men could simply reach in through the bars and rip aside the curtain now. Seth hadn't even bothered trying to replace the perspex, as it would just get hit with more rocks again, and Jen had little choice but to pee with five men poking their faces through the bathroom window as far as the bars would allow them.
It disturbed Jen, but Seth had said that as long as they didn't physically touch her she should just ignore them if possible. With a baby in her belly, Seth was especially worried about her safety. A bunch of perverts masturbating over her outside the house might unnerve her, but as long as that's all they did, Jen was in no danger.
Jen finished kneading the bread dough, much to the disappointment of the men and she wanted to use the oven. Unfortunately the oven was right under the smashed in window, and the oven operating dials on top of the oven were all in easy grabbing range of the men outside...
The men knew that she wanted to use the oven, and already were extending their heavily muscled arms through the bars in readiness to attempt to grab her. Jen looked wretchedly at the oven, feeling deeply disappointed. She would have to wait until Seth got home before she could cook.
Jen really was sick of this. The men seemed to know what hours of the day Seth would be off working in the farm, and showed up only when he wasn't home. They individually came and went throughout the day, clearly having farms of their own to attend to, but their were so many men that usually at least one of them was outside the house at a given moment.
The men always quickly fled at the first sound of Seth's quad bike approaching home each night, not wanting to face questions from an angry husband, and Seth had not yet gotten enough of a glimpse of them in his quad bike high beams to recognise any of these men as they fled away in the dark.
Jen looked at the oven that she couldn't safely reach, and started to cry. This was supposed to be her home!
"There there girl, don't cry," one of the perverts called to her.
"I just want to be able to cook bread for my husband without being grabbed! Why can't you let me do that!?" Jen snapped, finally so completely frustrated that she was willing to speak to a strange man.
"We won't hurt you, just let us give you a squeeze," the man said, apparently trying to reassure her.
"Only my husband Seth Renwick gets to "squeeze" me, I'm a married woman. If you want to "squeeze" a woman like me then buy your own mail order bride from Z8C the Wsuioo Slave Dealer. I have many many sisters still for sale who will happily let you squeeze them all you like," Jen said crossly.
The men all went wide eyed in excitement at the mental image but still didn't stop trying to grab her.
Jen exclaimed in disgust and moved to the radio room. The men all frantically moved around the house to reach the nearest window, and Jen turned on the radio to Z8C's frequency. The 5 men stared through the radio room window at her, not letting her out of their sight.
"This is Jen Renwick, are you there Z8C," Jen spoke into the radio microphone.
There was a brief delay before a reply came through. "I'm here Jen, what can I do for you?"
"I have 5 potential customers for you here. They are trying to break into the house to rape me, but I'm trying to talk them into buying wives of their own," Jen explained.
"WHAT!? Trying to rape you?!" Z8C exclaimed.
The 5 men all looked rather sheepish by this point.
"Can you please talk to them about buying their own wives?" Jen asked.
"Um, well of course I will sell them wives." Z8C replied taken aback.
"The men can hear you through the window, tell them about the 679 line," Jen prompted.
Z8C was a bit uncertain but began a passionate sales pitch about the 679 line. The men listened in interest and some of them began asking questions. Jen repeated the men's questions into the microphone, and a truly bizarre dialogue was created.
With Jen sitting in front of them like this and making them horny, they had very low sales resistance, and before they really realised what they were agreeing to, they had each agreed to seriously consider spending 50 thousand credits on a 679 line of their own. They were not stupid enough to give their names and details in a radio dialogue that had said that they were attempting rape, as anyone could eavesdrop on this sort of transmission, and would have to continue the transaction on their own farms later in a new dialogue.
Z8C sounded orgasmically happy by the end, his genetic programming rewarding him with intense pleasure for having customers come this close to buying 5 slaves.
"Ok, now you can get your own wives like me. Can you please leave me alone now?" Jen asked the perverts.
The perverts had apparently not had their fill of looking at Jen however, and resumed masturbating over her from the windows.
Jen sighed, this really sucks.
***...
The daily audience of masturbators became so problematic that Seth eventually had to do something about it. Jen was a prisoner inside her own home, unable to go within arms reach of any window in the house. She could not go to the toilet or bathe or wash her own clothes without an audience masturbating over her and cheering!
It had been getting steadily worse for over a week, even with constantly referring the perverts to buy their own wives from Z8C, enough was finally enough. Seth could not let this harassment of his wife continue.
Seth got up long before dawn one morning, and drove his quad bike to a farm shed a few hundred meters away, parked it inside hidden under a tarpaulin, closed and locked the shed, and then stealthily returned to the house on foot while it was still dark outside. Seth then got Jen to strip naked and sit in the kitchen backwards on a chair the way she liked to when topless, and Seth hid behind her facing the kitchen window, hiding inside an empty box of farm supplies with a small hole cut into it to let him spy out of.
The air hose to Seth's box was cunningly hidden with clutter all over the floor, and he had a day's supply of food and water with him in the box, a bucket to toilet in, and most importantly he had a small digital camera set to silent mode.
Jen was positioned very carefully in the kitchen so that she was clearly visible from a sideways angle to the right side of any resulting camera shots. Jen was deliberately not gazing at the window the entire day, and was instead intently focused on reading a farm machinery manual on a high gravity reading stand adjusted to hold the book open a few inches in front of her bare breasts.
It was a carefully chosen scene. Anyone seeing a photo would see Mrs Jen Renwick naked inside her own home, apparently engrossed in reading a book, and completely oblivious to the men perving on her through the window. For added innocence, Jen periodically wet her skin and hair in the bathroom to justify her nudity as being fresh from the bath rather than unchastity on Jen's part for when Seth shared these photos later, to preserve Jen's reputation.
It was shortly after sunrise that Jen heard the first pervert arrive outside the window. Jen completely ignored the man, and focused intently on reading the book. It was a book about Seth's miniaturised grain harvester machine that had reminded her of a ride on lawnmower. It was the owner's manual book that had come with it, and Jen found it surprisingly interesting. She wasn't even just only pretending to read the book, she was reading every word.
Every 15 minutes Jen returned to the bathroom to wet her skin and hair, and occasionally pee, but otherwise she didn't move from her place in the kitchen the entire day. She changed books periodically, reading 20 years worth of farming equipment manuals over the course of the day, absentmindedly eating bread and drinking water occasionally as she read.
Jen didn't look at any window the entire day, but she could certainly hear the sounds of many many men over the course of the day, loudly masturbating over her wet naked body and trying to get her attention.
Jen's nudity and complete apparent indifference to the men's presence provoked some of the men to attempt forced entry to the house by the late afternoon, smashing at the doors with big rocks and stabbing into the corrugated iron walls and roof with huge knives carried on their belts.
Jen ignored the terrible racket as the corrugated iron sheets screamed as they were ripped into, and obediently just kept reading as Seth had commanded her this morning. The corrugated iron in the roof screamed as a huge cut was opened up in it, and screeched as powerful hands peeled open the metal.
The rest of the men cheered from the ground and all climbed up onto the roof to climb in through the hole. Four different men could then be heard entering the house, and Jen just kept reading, heart pounding.
4 pairs of strong hands grabbed hold of her, and she screamed in panic. Her breasts were roughly pawed, and fingers played over the folds of her vagina!
BANG!
Jen heard a terrifyingly loud gunshot echo through the house. The men all tore around to see Seth pointing a revolver at the ceiling, having fired a warning shot.
"EXPLAIN!" Seth demanded in a bellowing voice.
"SETH!" The men yelped in fright and frantically backed away into a corner.
"I said, EXPLAIN!" Seth demanded again.
"I'm sorry!" The men all pleaded apologies.
"You're SORRY?! You men are SORRY for trying to RAPE my WIFE!?" Seth shouted at the men in rage.
"Didn't know she's your wife Seth, honest!" one of the men lied unconvincingly.
"Oh I SEE, you just thought to rape my sister or my daughter or something?... That makes it COMPLETELY understandable," Seth shouted incredulously.
"No no! Not your relative neither!" the man insisted frantically.
"Then EXPLAIN! EXPLAIN what you were thinking and doing!" Seth demanded sternly.
"Well, um..." One of the men tried.
The other men stammered but couldn't seem to say anything.
"I SAID, EXPLAIN!" Seth bellowed at them, face red with anger.
"Well, well well just look at her! She's gorgeous Seth, and she was all wet and naked! We're only human," one of the men exclaimed desperately.
"Are you suggesting that it's somehow HER fault that you tried to RAPE her, just because she is attractive!?" Seth demanded.
"But LOOK at her! She is NAKED!" one of the men insisted.
"My own WIFE can't be naked inside her own HOME?!" Seth asked incredulously.
"We couldn't help ourselves, we are only human! We're sorry Seth, honestly we're sorry!" The men pleaded.
"Why are you even on my property to begin with? What brought you onto MY LAND to even see my wife in the first place? I didn't invite you to visit, what BUSINESS brought you to set foot on my farm?" Seth asked sternly.
The men all stammered, having no answer to justify their presence on his land.
"You came uninvited onto my property, destroyed my house, and tried to rape my wife. I want you to EXPLAIN!" Seth demanded.
"No we didn't, the roof already had a hole in it, and she was asking for it! You weren't there, it's not how it looks!" One of the men lied.
"I never left the house, I saw and heard EVERYTHING! Don't lie to me in my own house!" Seth barked.
"You were!? We didn't see you! Where were you?" One of the men asked terrified.
"I was deliberately hiding from view. My wife has been harassed every day this week, I decided to hide and see who was bothering her. I saw EVERYTHING," Seth told them sternly.
The men all flinched at these words, unable to find a lie to justify their actions to the angry husband.
"We will pay for the damages Seth," one of the men promised.
"Damn right you will! You will pay for every last credit you cost me!" Seth barked angrily.
The men all frantically nodded and agreed that they would pay.
"AND, you will APOLOGISE to MY WIFE," Seth demanded.
The men all just about fell over themselves with frantic apologies to Jen.
"Before I let you leave, I have a few choice words I want to say to you," Seth growled at the four men.
Seth then spent a long time angrily giving the men a piece of his mind, before finally opening a door for them and letting them run away with their tails between their legs.
Jen gazed at Seth with intense pride, that had been the most alpha male display of dominance she had ever seen in her life! He was her hero!
***...