Which really piqued her curiosity. She had to know.

  She logged onto the system. Younger version of her wouldn’t notice, since the access was the same and completely transparent. She already knew her younger self wouldn’t be checking it in the next two days too, so she had no fear of hurting the timeline.

  Regardless, she brought up her deep state embedded skills and desires. She had to know who had programmed them, for sure, though there was little doubt in her mind who had to have done it. She just didn’t want to think that way about her father.

  The problem was there were no embedded skills and desires in regard to sexual pleasuring techniques and no set kinky desires either. Absolutely nothing.

  Which confused her for a moment, even as she was grateful it wasn’t her father. Which really would’ve been creepy. But it made no sense.

  She went round and round in her head for a moment, not figuring it out for a moment, then she blushed furiously as there was only one other possibility. There was only one other person that had access to those skill and programmed preferences. She realized what must’ve happened. She’d done it. Or she was about to do it, update and program her younger self to be a kinky naughty slut in the bedroom, a good girl for their man.

  The idea of not doing it didn’t even enter her mind. She loved her wildness in bed, and how much it pleased and pleasured her Jack. Clearly, the first her through this time loop had decided to design and make kinks to blow Jack’s mind. Also, possibly so she would happily and without jealousy, add Kristen and Julia to their bedroom and lives.

  Perhaps the first time through, she’d had a lot more trouble with all that had happened that way, so decided to help the next her out. Perhaps the first her had hurt Jack badly, and Kristen too, by keeping them apart.

  That wasn’t all either.

  Given Jack’s ass fetish, and how much he loved to fulfill her being dominated and held down kinks, it was entirely possible that’s exactly what she’d done. Slightly tweaked the timeline to make the amazing sex with her love and lifetime mate even better than it had been. In fact, he loved all of her kinks, from tying her up, and even the public sex drove him crazy.

  She blushed at the thought, even as she copied out her skills, techniques, and kinky sexual preferences, and updated her younger self. An act that could only be done in the lab, so by the time her younger self could undo it, she’d no longer want to. She wouldn’t even know the change had been made, not until Jack swept her off her feet and took her to bed.

  She was all warm and tingly, just thinking about their first time together, and how magical it’d been for her. She almost felt envious at the younger her, rediscovering all the little things and falling for Jack all over again.

  She knew her younger self would thank her for it, because she felt really thankful toward the first-self that had gone through this time and tweaked it.

  It was also a subtle message, that told her she should trust Jack and his plans. Maybe her plans had been too conservative. Living forever in a standoff, too worried about overly damaging the timeline, when jack in three days had revamped her plans, taken all the powers, and then gave Cerberus eighty percent of them. In a single day he’d primed things to match up with what happens in the lab in two days, and no more humans would have to die early in the past due to their interference.

  It was bold, decisive, and not at all cautious. But it had worked, and it had also done a better job of preserving the timeline than her plans.

  She’d always listen to him. She was smart, but at eighteen she could admit she lacked experience, especially in leading and strategy, both areas he seemed to excel at even if he was nowhere near as book smart, he was street smart and wise. A natural leader.

  And she did trust him, to love her and do anything at all to keep her safe, as she would for him. Which was why she was going to keep a close eye on him, in case he decided manipulating things to keep her safe was the best way to handle things.

  She wouldn’t allow that to happen.

  He could stick his cock in her, anywhere in her, at any time and in any place of his choosing. She was his submissive kinky good girl in bed, always ready to pleasure him, but otherwise they were equal partners, and she would not be handled.

  Clearly, she got that from her mother. The stubborn part, not the insatiable slut part, and she smiled widely at the thought…

  Kristen

  She never thought of herself as a kinky person, as she rode Jack hard, fast, and for his pleasure. It turned her on fiercely, that he gazed at her with just as much awe as he did the two goddesses sharing his bed and cock. That he looked at her in loving awe as she stared into his eyes and rode him for his pleasure.

  She had no care for her own pleasure, he always took care of that.

  She’d worried about that in the past, being less beautiful than the others, but also she’d worried she wasn’t kinky enough. Mina was a breathless slut for him willing to do anything, while Julia took pleasure in all her fun zones as well. She’d worried she wasn’t kinky enough, because she wouldn’t let him fuck her in the ass. Although a teasing finger and his tongue felt really good, she knew a cock would hurt.

  Regardless, she’d been coming to believe maybe she was kinky in some ways. If not in that way.

  After all, she was so thrilled being watched bouncing on his cock, while Mina was practically drooling over them as she panted and fingered herself, getting beyond turned on at watching her rock their man’s world.

  Exhibitionist was kinky, and it wasn’t just Mina. She liked being watched rocking his world period. She got just as much of a thrill doing it in front of Julia, even if Julia didn’t get off on watching them. That didn’t matter, it wasn’t the level of kinky enjoyment in the voyeur that got her excited, it was the level of exhibitionism in herself.

  So much so, she wondered if she shouldn’t try semi-public sex with him. The risk of getting caught, of a stranger catching them and watching her rock his world with wanton passion, kind of filled her mind with a haze of lust. She fantasized that if caught she wouldn’t stop, she’d just double her efforts to pleasure her man while a stranger watched her do it.

  Maybe even a sex club, where she could rock his world while a number of strangers watched, that might be even better. She should suggest it, later.

  Just the thought of fucking his beautiful cock in front of strangers had her cumming hard around his cock, though the pleasure of riding him had a lot to do with that as well. Her thoughts stopped altogether, and she let out a sharp gasp as he mauled her breasts just the way she liked it, which made her orgasmic pleasure rise up to transcendent bliss as the shocked pain of it hit her pleasure and exploded into a mix that filled her with a dirty euphoria she couldn’t explain.

  That wasn’t the only kink either, she was an exhibitionist no doubt, but she really liked ass play too. Loved the dirty pleasurable feeling of excitement it gave her when his tongue was in her ass. No, anal penetration only hurt her, but clearly his tongue in her ass was kinky, as kinky as hers in his ass, or Julia’s or Mina’s for that matter.

  So yeah, it made their threesomes and foursomes amazing, and another benefit was she was picking up some techniques from the others and adapting them to her style. She enjoyed watching Jack fuck the others, but she wasn’t a voyeur to a kinky level, but it was still hot, and she was learning new ways to rock Jack’s world. She’d always been told she was amazing at sex, and she knew she was, but she could also admit both Julia and Mina had more advanced and subtle pleasuring techniques, ones she was thrilled to learn, and Jack seemed to be enjoying her slowly increasing talents too.

  So, maybe a little kinky, or more importantly kinky enough to hold her own in their company.

  She was also head over heels in love with Jack. Their spoken commitments, starting a family. She was still shocked and her mind spinning with lust and love at the idea she could be pregnant already, and if not maybe this load that she was currently working so hard for would do the job.

  She loved him ridiculously, and had for a long time, but even more now. Now, after the lengths he’d gone through to get Mina back. To save Mina and not let her sacrifice herself. Because she knew. She knew. If it had been her in trouble, then he’d have fought for her just as hard. The idea of it was heady, just how much he loved them and that he’d go to any lengths for them.

  How hot was that? It made her absolutely breathless and devoted to him. What else could a woman want in a man than one filled with possessive love and a deep need to protect. Not just that, but the willingness to back that up with actions.

  To do whatever it took. To take the world apart in her name.

  She keened, as she came apart wildly around him, then felt a warm satisfaction flush through her body, as she heard his delicious manly grunt. His fingers digging into her hips almost painfully, as he held her down as he pushed up into her with so much authority. The feeling of his cock pulsating in her sex drove her crazy on so many levels, feeling him empty himself into her, it was a high like no other, even more so in an unguarded and fertile womb.

  It made her feel so feminine and desirable, loved as he looked up at her with awe, and she did her best to rock shallowly and milk him hard with her quivering sex, but it wasn’t easy while she was lost in her own heights of ecstasy.

  Julia

  The six of them had all gone to dinner with Eito and Ayumi. It was a few hours after their arrival. During dinner Mina, Ayumi, and Mina’s grandmother had dominated the conversation, as the two older ones got to know their surprise family member. Julia wasn’t a great judge of such things, but she thought things had gone very well for Mina. Her mother and grandmother seemed very welcoming and pleased to meet and get to know her.

  After the meal they’d turn to business, and the six of them had told their stories uninterrupted. Including Jack’s theory that he would take Eito’s place in two days in the lab, and young Mina only thought her father had been killed by Cerberus, and Eito could do all the technical stuff from a remove, while he pretended to control the main console. Thus saving Eito while maintaining the timeline.

  They’d both been shocked, and they promised to talk further in the morning. They had all of tomorrow and tomorrow night to plan what to do the next day, so no one had objected. It was a lot for Eito and his wife to absorb, including the fact his son had at least killed him in intent if not reality, or will have in two days, and that he will swear to erase the human race from history.

  It’s not every day a scientist is told his invention and son is going to destroy a prosperous human empire spanning tens of galaxies and three galactic clusters. So he got a pass on immediately starting up the planning session.

  After that Lori and Shannon had gone to their room, and her, Kristen, Mina, and Jack had retired to Mina’s room for a wild night.

  At the moment she was staring at the ceiling with emotions roiling. He’d just gotten done pounding her ass, and that’d been the last round of the night. She should be getting up to return to her room, as the others cuddled up for their loving triad.

  She wasn’t interested in such things.

  Yet, she couldn’t move. She was frozen in indecision. If Jack had been shocked by her response in the den of iniquity they’d raided, when she’d leaned back against him at his comforting touch, then she was rocked down her foundation. It had been instinct, to accept his touch. There’d been no fear of rejection, or that he’d cruelly hurt her in some way, she’d just… melted against him and had drawn from his strength to go on.

  That wasn’t her. Yet, it clearly was. More than anything she wanted in that moment, was Jack to scoop her against him and snuggle with her, like he did the others after sex. Something he was trained not to do because she wouldn’t like or accept it.

  Except, her heart yearned for it now. The barriers around her heart and emotions cracked and wearing thin. She wanted that connection, she also feared it still. She wasn’t healed, she was still fucked up and crazy, she knew that. But she was healing. Little by little, and if she wanted it she’d have to make the first move. He wouldn’t do it, even if he wanted to.

  It felt like putting her hand in a flame, as she rolled over on her side, and leaned into him.

  He looked at her in shock, then smiled as he tentatively put his arm under and around her, and he pulled her tightly against his muscled body. Her tits pressing into him, her leg sliding over his as she rested her head on his chest.

  Hopefully they wouldn’t make a big deal over it. It was just a little after sex cuddle after all. It wasn’t like she was making their triad a quad, or spending the night.

  Not yet, her newfound traitorous hope interjected.

  She didn’t love him, wasn’t sure if she could love, but she did trust him in a way she hadn’t trusted anyone else in her life. She also did feel affection for him.

  Perhaps time would be enough, for the moment this was both terrifyingly and wonderfully enough. Held in his strong arms, safe in his arms, as she looked up into his eyes with affection and the pleasure of the after bliss they’d just created together.

  It was wild, so powerful, the way he looked at her. It reminded her of the other way she was changing, seeking his eyes more often during sex. She’d even stared up into his eyes while sucking him off before, fearing to see barely restrained violence and contempt for her in his eyes.

  But of course, he hadn’t been. He’d looked into her eyes with awed appreciation and warm affection. Like she wasn’t just good for one thing, and not just a dirty little whore to slake his lust in. Not just a cumdump that couldn’t help wanting a cock in her, like she truly believed she was. That’s why she’d gone to his bed in the first place, because she needed a cock to play inside of her.

  She truly believed that, for a long time, and not in a kinky fun way. Now she wasn’t so sure.

  She couldn’t hold his eyes long though, she’d have cried if she had, at what she found there. Acceptance, affection, and awe in who she was and the pleasure she gave him. Awe in her beautiful face and sexy body. She couldn’t handle it, not so intensely and prolonged, but she had kept sneaking peeks.

  He’d never once debased her. She was starting to think he never would.

  She sighed softly, and kissed his shoulder, not quite sure why she did it.

  When he slid her body up his, and claimed her lips, she sighed in contentment and accepted the languid kiss. No, not accepted, she sank in it, lost herself in his soft and lingeringly affectionate kiss, like a crack whore scoring an eight ball. She smiled at him afterwards, and then said her goodnights and got out of there.

  She really enjoyed his eyes on her, watching her get dressed with a wistful admiration, as if he didn’t want her to leave, now that he was done with her body for the night. That warmed her all the way back to her room, where she laid down and sought sleep.

  As always, when far from his embrace and alone, the doubts came rushing in. Telling her she was just being a fool and an idiot. That she was just a hot fuck, a beautiful and lush sex toy for the triad to play with, and he was just being nice so he could continue warming his cock in her three slutty holes and between her huge tits. That he couldn’t possibly care for a damaged little whore like her.

  She didn’t believe it though. Not anymore, but she couldn’t fully stamp out the doubt either. Not on that night. But the fact she could actually admit that’s what she believed of herself, or had in the past, was a huge step in itself.

  She decided to meditate for a while before sleep. If she wanted to fix herself, she needed to keep up with what Mina taught her. Meditation was mastering her own thoughts, making herself what she wanted to be, which was far more empowering than sitting in some psychologist’s office pouring her heart out, and ultimately not changing at all.

  Chapter Six

  “Good morning,” our host greeted the three of us with a nod.

  “Good morning, Mr. Kurosawa.”

  There were a lot of us around the large table, and Kristen, Mina, and I sat down with those two on my sides. Breakfast went quickly enough, though I could tell Ayumi’s family still had some adjusting to do. Finding themselves on another world and twenty years in the future. They were grateful of course, but shocked. They’d just lost their world, while for Ayumi she’d pretty much just come home, really late maybe, but she was obviously calm and poised.

  We waited until breakfast was over, and it was just my group of six along with Eito and Ayumi around the table before discussing business. I had a couple of ideas, but for all I knew they were stupid. They were also extremely similar in nature. I mean, I had no scientific understanding of what had happened, but I did have a human understanding of what had happened.

  Eito said, “My daughter was right to tell you he was indestructible. At least, we don’t have the knowledge on how to accomplish such a task yet. The nano-cloud particles are only the tip of the surface in our perceived three-dimensional reality. I agree we should follow the timeline, if only to see my Ayumi again.

  “But after that we’ll have a rogue Cerberus with eighty percent of his powers, in the same room as you which he thought was me. I don’t see that ending well, and I’m not sure what it is you think I can accomplish. He will at least have figured out how to cancel the scattering protocols in the twenty thousand years he was given to figure it out.”

  I nodded, “I understand. Killing him is impossible, and he can also fight stasis with his own stasis power should he wish. So we can’t just put him on ice, so to speak. I knew we couldn’t destroy him, but there must be some way to pull his teeth.

  “The powers in the end, no matter how advanced, are just advanced computer programs controlling power and organizing energy, are they not?”

  Eito looked at me for a moment, then said, “Simplistically put, but essentially correct.”

  “Can’t we just change the access permission to the powers? I mean, he’s himself but a very small part of the whole, can’t we deny access to the powers part? So he can’t control them. At that point he’d just be a rogue A.I. Extremely dangerous perhaps, but a danger we can put in stasis, or containment if you wish to council him and bring him back to humanity.”