Chapter 11(OB)
Jen was hard at work playing hostess to over 30 guests the next night, all of them sitting on chairs and grain sacks out the front of the house. Seth had identified every single man who had perved on Jen in the photos, and had contacted every friend he had living in nearby farms over the radio yesterday night, inviting them to come over to his farm tonight after sunset.
Seth had printed out incriminating photos of 19 separate individuals spying on Jen through the kitchen window yesterday, and was giving a copy of these photos to every one of tonight's guests so they could show other people over the coming days. These 19 perverts were being publicly named and shamed, damaging their reputations in the local community and likely earning themselves a "visit" from justice minded locals.
The 4 men who had tried to rape Jen would apparently be especially hounded by the local community, and Seth said that they would be bashed up by mobs of locals many times over the coming days, the local punishment for rapists on these frontier parts.
Jen was far too busy bringing food and drinks to the guests to listen to the conversations, a 679 line's place was in the kitchen and showing hospitality to guests, it was a man's place to sit around talking at a gathering, not a woman's, Jen was raised to firmly believe.
Jen was EXTREMELY popular with the guests, they followed her with their eyes, with obvious desire on their faces. With Seth present, and given that this meeting was about Jen being sexually harassed and nearly raped, the guests did not dare to lay a hand on Jen. Seth was their friend, and friends don't rape each other's wives, even if said wives were drop dead gorgeous Wsuian pedigrees.
It was painfully obvious that nearly every man present was as unaccustomed to women as Seth had been. Many were pale and shaky in her presence, faces looking sick with raw desire. Quite a lot of these men DEARLY desired to have sex with Jen, shaking in their seats in agitation from her mere presence.
It was clear that the majority of these men hadn't seen a woman in years, and to have one so young and beautiful suddenly in their presence was causing extremely strong desire in these men. Several had gotten so nervous and excited that they threw up when she walked past, and others had even ducked off behind the house to frantically masturbate.
These men hadn't seen a woman in a REALLY long time!
But regardless of the powerful effect Jen was having on these men, they very obviously had too much honour to act on their obvious lust. They also clearly had too much respect for Seth to do something like that. These obviously weren't bad men, just terribly starved of female company, badly sex starved.
Seth was sitting among the men in a position that gave him a good view of Jen at all times, and he was keeping a very close watch on her. Jen actually felt extremely safe, not only was Seth watching out for her, but ALL these men were watching her. If anything happened to her then over 30 people would instantly notice it and come to her aid.
"Here you go," Jen said with a dazzling smile to a guest, handing him a metal cup of water.
The man accepted the cup with shaking hands, trembling down to his boots at the sight of her smile and sound of her voice. His rough calloused fingertips brushed against her own smooth soft fingers, and he clumsily dropped the cup, gazing at her with open mouthed awe.
Jen placed her tray of cups on a kit table Seth had carried outside for the party, bent down to retrieve the cup from between the man's feet, and the man's shaking became twice as bad as before.
Jen handed the man a new cup, and he managed to keep hold of it, gazing at Jen with an expression of intense self control. The man was obviously tempted by Jen, but was honourably resisting temptation like a man. Jen smiled approvingly at this gentlemanly behaviour, it was good to see that some decent men existed besides Seth.
The men seemed to be drinking an awful lot of water! Jen had to keep returning to the same men over and over again to refill their cups with a metal water jug. She was forever returning to the kitchen to get more water and cut more bread, carrying it back out to serve the guests as they talked to Seth. She was kept constantly busy, moving from one man to the next.
Everyone was being VERY friendly towards her, all eagerly wanting her attention. Jen was getting a bit puffed out from moving around so much, but didn't mind keeping busy like a good hostess should when her husband has guests. She was close enough to the house to keep using the house air masks, which saved her the weight of a backpack air bottle.
The guests all had their own backpack air bottles, but the sitting area at the front of the house had big air bottles laid out for the guests to use while seated, only switching to their backpacks when they ducked off behind the house to pee or masturbate.
Jen smiled happily at everyone, warmly making sure that they were comfortable. The guests were getting increasingly stirred up by her presence, and Seth eventually called Jen over to come sit on his lap to keep the guests all focused on him as he talked.
Jen joyfully came over to her husband, and she lifted up his air mask to lovingly kiss him before sitting down in his lap. Seth wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and Jen relaxed back against his chest with a contented sigh.
Every eye was now firmly fixed on Seth. The guests had been getting very distracted by Jen before this.
The men had obvious terrible jealousy on their faces, clearly wishing that they themselves were having Jen sit on their laps. Jen was bred to increase her imprinted husband's ego in this type of situation, and she instinctively altered her posture and body language to look as sexy as possible to make her husband look more dominant. The tactic worked like a charm, and the jealousy on the men's faces was painful to behold.
Seth cleared his throat to snap them out of it.
"Jen here is my WIFE. I know that she is very attractive and everyone wants to have her, but I saved up for 20 years to be able to afford her from Wsuioo, 20 years of my sweat and toil, to get this woman all to myself. I paid my entire life savings to bring her out here, I MARRIED her, and she is currently pregnant with my child. I'm starting a family with her, not just keeping her as my own personal whore or something," Seth implored the jealous crowd of men.
"Given that I sacrificed so much to get her, and cherish her so deeply as my lawfully wedded wife, is it truly unreasonable that I ask that no other men sleep with her?" Seth implored.
Seth's friends came to their senses, and agreed that it of course wasn't unreasonable.
"Look what those fuckers did to my house! Jen has been screaming in fear in the house every day for over a week, as men smashed in the windows and tried to grab her through the bars. The poor girl has been in tears, scared out of her mind. She can't even move freely around inside her own home." Seth continued.
"She can't even do a piss without men watching through the window and masturbating over her. She can't cook anything when I'm not home because the oven dials are all in grabbing range through the window bars. She can't even read a book after bathing without NINETEEN scum bags masturbating through the window!"
"I'm afraid to ever leave the house anymore, lest these guys hurt her. Jen is terrified whenever she is home alone. And now these guys have destroyed our house so she isn't even safe anymore. It's costing me a fortune in lost work as I no longer dare leave the house, enough is enough!" Seth insistently proclaimed.
The men all thought about this and nodded.
"Z8C has an endless supply of Wsuian women like Jen for sale. Nothing is stopping anyone else from buying their own wife, these girls are mass produced all equally beautiful. If anyone wants a woman like Jen then they can buy one just like I did," Seth reminded them.
This reminder generated a lot of looks of sick excitement. Jen got the distinct feeling that Z8C was going to have a LOT of orders this year. It was one thing to be reluctant to buy a 679 when one was merely described to you, but seeing Jen in the flesh, kissing Seth and sitting on his lap, it had a way of eroding this former reluctance.
"I have many sisters still for sale, all of them desperately want husbands. They all look very similar to me, and move and act like me. You will be as satisfied as Seth is, it will be you who has a woman sitting on his lap, just as Seth has now." Jen added carefully.
Jen immediately had the full attention of the group, and Seth gently prompted her to continue.
"I love my husband, I desire only him, no one else. I just want to be able to live my life in peace, without strange men terrorising me and trying to rape me. I don't want to have my privacy invaded by strangers. I don't want men peering in at me through the windows and masturbating over me. I don't want men cheering every time I use the toilet, I don't want my daily life interrupted because of men reaching through the windows to grab me." Jen continued.
"For over a week now I have cowered inside my own house as men tried to break down the doors to rape me. Every day they come, and every day they make me cry and feel afraid for my safety. I just want a quiet life raising a family with my husband, I didn't do anything to deserve to be in tears each day," Jen finished.
The men all filled with righteous rage at Jen's words, and promised to punish the men who had bothered her.
"Thank you for being such good and honourable men. I'm really afraid for my safety, I will be much more at ease if you stop these bad men from tormenting me. You really are so kind to help me, thank you from the bottom of my heart," Jen thanked them gratefully.
"We will bash these scum bags Jen, beat them until they learn some fucking manners." Jen was promised.
"I really appreciate that you guys," Seth thanked them.
"No problem Seth, you don't deserve all this hell you have been put through. Work out how much money you have lost from all these scum bags, we will get them to cough up every last credit, plus maybe a little extra as an apology," one of the men told Seth.
Jen sighed with relief, and Seth thanked his friends gratefully.
Once the important talking was cleared up, Jen returned to waiting on the guests as the men talked more generally. They apparently didn't get to all meet up together like this very often, and were in no hurry to leave, though Jen suspected that her presence might be partially responsible for this reluctance to leave.
Jen was cooking bread in the oven on a timer even as she waited on guests, and Seth got out a bottle of gin he had distilled himself and poured out gin for his friends.
The men got steadily more drunk as the night wore on, and began singing local songs, mostly about drug smuggling, from before the imperium conquered the planet. Some of the songs were quite interesting.
"No one gives head like Wsuian whores, Wsuioo! Wsuioo!"
"No one soothes blue balls like Wsuian's fair, Wsuioo! Wsuioo!"
"Though our cocks be hard and our balls be blue, a Wsuian whore will get us through. No one roots like Wsuian whores, Wsuioo! Wsuioo!" The men all sang.
Jen wasn't sure if she should feel honoured or offended by this particular shanty.
The men sang another song.
"Heroin haul hi ho, heroin haul hi ho, getting the powder to Terra's hives, heroin haul hi ho."
"Dodge the navy hi ho, dodge the navy hi ho, the Emperor's soldiers will shoot you dead, heroin haul hi ho."
"Cut the powder hi ho, cutting the powder hi ho, double the profits with baking soda, cutting the product hi ho."
Jen was fascinated with this glimpse into the mindset of drug smugglers operating outside the imperium's rule.
The songs had many themes, but seemed to revolve around heroin and whores. The tunes were mostly extremely catchy sea shanties that could get stuck in your head for hours, and were apparently quite fun to sing when drunk.
Being pregnant, Jen didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but Seth was getting quite tipsy. The alcohol made him want to sing ever more loudly, and the volume was getting quite high now.
The alcohol was also unfortunately lowering the inhibitions of the men, and lowered their earlier self control around her. Men started running their hands over her, and Jen fled to the safety of Seth's lap to stop her boobs and ass being fondled. Jen understood that these men were drunk, so did not take the same offence as she would if a sober man did this.
Seth put an affectionate arm around her, and just kept singing. Jen kept an eye on the air bottles, but Seth had set out really huge bottles from an air bottle storage shed, pre filled big ones that would easily last the entire night. The bottles were not even a quarter empty yet.
The men were clearly too drunk to safely operate a boat to get home, so Seth drunkenly declared that it be an outdoor slumber party. The more sober of the men borrowed Seth's keys to use the quad bike, which Jen thought wasn't the smartest idea given their inebriation, and drove off into the dark. Jen was amazed that they didn't have an accident, but they safely made several trips to a shed somewhere, bringing back sacks of grain for everyone to lay on like mattresses.
It was well after midnight before the men all stopped singing and went to bed on the sacks. Seth in particular was very drunk, and attempted to make drunken love to Jen in front of everyone. Jen was embarrassed, but was programmed to obey Seth without question, and stripped naked for him and obediently straddled him.
The men started a fresh round of the earlier song about Wsuian whores as Seth drunkenly pawed at Jen's breasts. The dismayed Jen was embarrassed, but had absolutely no choice but to obey anything Seth told her to do, no matter how drunk he was.
Seth was far too drunk to climax, and simply fell asleep halfway through sex. He had been limp from the alcohol anyway. Seth drunkenly rolled over, putting a heavy arm around the naked Jen, pinning her in place. Some of the drunks had stolen Jen's clothes anyway, running their fingers over the soft fabric, and Jen had absolutely no desire to nakedly attempt to get her clothes back while Seth was asleep.
The stark naked Jen was definitely being stared at by those men who were still awake, but with Seth's arm around her they did not bother her, merely looking from afar. Jen and Seth were sleeping right in the middle of the group of men, meaning that anyone who came to the property to prey on Jen would have to walk into the middle of a group of over 30 sleeping men to reach her, a suicidal thing to attempt.
Jen might be naked outside, but she was completely safe to sleep like this. She snuggled close as she could to Seth, and gradually drifted off to a cautious sleep.
***...
Jen woke before anyone else, being the only one who was sober last night. Her skin was covered in goosebumps in the cool air before dawn. She was totally naked, and didn't have a sheet or blanket for warmth. Her slender hairless body was very susceptible to getting cold, and she was shivering.
Jen looked around her in the dark, too cold to sleep, and snuggled against Seth's hairy naked body for warmth.
Jen's instincts were not overly worried by her current situation. Some cultures in the imperium slept under the stars like this every night, and had sex in front of other people. A 679 line was flexible enough to cope with being naked surrounded by over 30 men, just so long as the 679 was in constant physical contact with her imprinted husband while naked.
Snuggled against Seth for warmth like this, Jen did not feel overly anxious about her nudity. She simply had to have a part of her body touching Seth at all times. Everyone else was asleep anyway.
Jen watched as it got slightly more light. She wanted to watch the sunset. It was so intensely beautiful watching the surroundings gradually become more visible in the early morning light.
The grey light became brighter, and Jen watched a beautiful sunrise off in the east. Jen smiled at the intense beauty of the glowing orb rising above the horizon, she really loved watching the sun rise.
The men were too inebriated to wake up yet, merely rolling so the sun wasn't shining on their eyelids. Seth was fast asleep, and Jen wasn't going anywhere without first putting on clothes. She instead simply enjoyed the slight warmth of the early morning sun on her cold skin.
Jen looked over at the river. She couldn't see the river, but could see the top of the canyon, and could see a lot of boat masts poking above the canyon, belonging to the guests. Most were not moving, but Jen spied a number of sails further down the river that were moving towards Seth's mooring area of the river.
Jen watched curiously, wondering if they would be able to get past all the parked boats to get wherever they were going.
The sails paused at the mass of masts, and stopped moving, presumably mooring to find out why the river was blocked. 5 men soon afterward appeared over the lip of the canyon vehicle track, and paused at the sight of all the sleeping people.
Jen assumed that they were coming to ask people to move the boats out of the way, and waved them over. They were too far away for her to see them clearly.
The men appeared to be using binoculars to look at the house, and they clearly saw Jen waving. The men very cautiously approached, apparently wary of the large group of men.
As they got closer, Jen noticed that she recognised some of them as being her daily tormentors. In fact, she recognised all 5 men. They were looking at Jen with terrible excitement, she was completely naked, and outside where they could just walk right up and get her. They were however also very aware of the large group of men.
The men got as close to the group as they dared, but then went no further. They looked at Jen with desperate desire, frantic to somehow separate her from the group so they could have sex with her, but they also looked fearfully at the group of sleeping men, ready to bolt away at the first sign of them stirring.
Jen said nothing, merely looking at the men. She was in absolutely no danger, she merely had to scream to wake up the entire sleeping group. The men looked terribly sad, lovesick even, the sight of Jen naked outside but out of safe reach was clearly tormenting them. Their faces were pictures of misery, and terrible disappointment that she wasn't alone.
Jen drew in a huge lungful of air and let out a piercing scream. The entire group awoke at the noise, and the 5 men bolted. The 5 men didn't make it to the river before 2 of Seth's friends overtook them in the quad bike and parked across the track down into the canyon. The 2 men then dismounted the quad bike and took cover behind it, drawing pistols.
A few warning shots dissuaded the 5 perverts from approaching the quad bike, and over 20 of Seth's friends ran them down on foot. The perverts surrendered, and were led back to the house.
The 5 men were soon screaming apologies to Jen as they were savagely gang bashed, and agreed to each pay hundreds of credits in compensation to Seth and Jen for their part in the recent troubles. The group of Seth's friends didn't kill the men, but they certainly weren't gentle, and the 5 men were shown the incriminating photos of themselves perving on Jen 2 days ago when they had attempted to plead innocence.
Jen smiled in relief as the 5 savagely bashed men limped back to their boats. They wouldn't be bothering Jen again anytime soon.
***...
All 19 of the identified perpetrators were quickly tracked down and brutally bashed by the mob. The 4 attempted rapists in particular were not treated gently, not gently at all by the sounds of it. As part of their punishment, all 4 attempted rapists were made to fix Seth's house, at their own expense.
After that, no one came to bother Jen, and she got to enjoy some much needed peace of mind and privacy. Once again she could cook and clean in peace, and go to the toilet without an audience. It was a welcome relief.