Earth's New Masters Part 56 Paternity?
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A chapter from David's POV. How many times is he going to be a daddy? More times than a guest on Jerry Springer Spaniel?
Earth's New Masters Part 56 Paternity?
Of course we got a new set of students the following Monday. Things had gone well the first week and they were going even smoother this week. Gofer was picking up the work pretty well. Not as quickly as the Sheps but quickly for a human. And by that I mean a regular human NOT a CBH. Master Woden showed me his test results and explained the scoring of an IQ test and it's just not creditable that someone with an IQ of 85 would be able to learn this quickly. I think he always learns quicker than they realize, I think he just hides it well. Probably due to lots of practice. "The Cat" is a great learning reinforcement.
But I didn't have to "beat" fly tying or fly fishing into him. Despite his best attempts to feign indifference I could see how hard he was trying when he thought I wasn't looking. Plus since neither Master Woden nor the pups were in the class there was no one there that he was terribly worried about. He's already been rubbing my face in how smart he was. He wasn't shy about showing me things he would never have revealed to my Master. I'd tried to tell him several times that I thought Gofer was smarter than he let on but Master didn't seem to put too much credence in it.
But I decided to not pay too much attention to it. Maybe he'd trust me more if I didn't press him. But the week breezed by with nothing especially noteworthy until Thursday. At breakfast Master Woden said, "David after lunch there's a meeting that is going to require your presence."
I was kind of surprised. I'd never been to any of Master's meetings. "Why do you need me there?" I asked.
"All of the ferals that were captured on "The Hunt" are going to be there." He replied.
That answered all of my questions. Obviously it was going to be a meeting about how our breeding sessions went. Master had told me last week that this week we would know which of the CBH women had taken.
"I just wonder how many times you're gonna be a Daddy. Doc didn't tell me how may of the CBH girls he impregnated with the semen he collected from you."
"How did he do that. I only gave him one collection."
"The average human ejaculation contains about a quarter billion sperm. It only takes one to fertilize and egg and they did in vitro fertilization. Which means they collected lots of eggs and fertilized them outside of the women's bodies and then inserted them into other women as "surrogate mothers". So if they had enough eggs and enough surrogate mothers you could have theoretically been a father 250,000,000 times."
I looked at him incredulously.
"Don't worry they didn't do nearly that many. But who knows there could have been twenty-five to fifty depending on how many eggs they were able to collect."
"I hope I don't have to change all the diapers." I said jokingly, shaking my head in disbelief.
"No you won't have to do anything. Keeping me satisfied is enough of a job for any man." He said with a leer. "We are using the young CBH females as surrogate mothers but we really don't want them to raise the children. We want the children kept away from the CBHs. Maybe if they are raised with normal humans they will be more like normal humans. What we are going to do is have the young Shep bitches like our Brunhild each take one in and raise it under the watchful eye of her mother. It will help her learn how to take care of children and it will make sure the young humans are around someone very intelligent so they can learn easier."
Master seemed all excited by this, he'd been wanting to move forward in repopulating the Earth with real humans. But things just hadn't been working out with the CBHs. Especially the ones under twenty-five or so. They thought that once they were out from being under the thumb of 'The Collective" that they would start showing a little initiative and independence. But it seemed that they were getting worse instead of better. As soon as you removed the heavy-handed structure they would become non-functional. It was bad enough that they had limited intelligence. That was why they wanted to cross them with us ferals to try to bring some of the intelligence back to their bloodline.
The only one that seemed to thrive was Gofer. He always tried to pretend that he was like the rest of the CBHs but he really wasn't capable of it. He did his best to downplay his competitiveness, especially around Master Woden. I just couldn't figure out why. He also tested out with an IQ of 85 which was still the highest IQ of any of the young CBHs but after watching him learn in class there was no way that was possible. I've tried to tell Master this but he seems to think he's just coming out of his conditioning faster than the others. But he's always been one to resist that conditioning, the scars on his back attest to that.
But be that as it may I headed out to teach class. We were developing a huge waiting list for "Fishing With The Ferals". We were already booked for over six months now. Master Woden said we need to raise the price, something about the "Law Of Supply And Demand". I don't know about that at all, I need to go online and look it up. I don't want to be breaking any laws...
But anyway the class seemed to take forever today. Usually they just flew by, but today all I could think about was the meeting at one in the afternoon. Beau was having the same problem. We went up to my room after class and hung out until it was time for lunch. I was spending more time in my room now that we had the school going. I kept a lot of my business stuff in my room and it was a good place for Beau and I to brainstorm.
"I wonder how many of my sperm took." Beau said. He no longer had issues about bottoming making him less of a "Real Man", but I think down inside he was hoping that he produced a lot of kids. In his mind there was a bit of a connection between how many of the females would be carrying his kids and how much of a man he was.
"I've got mixed emotions about it." I said pensively. "I don't know if I want to father kids with any of the CBHs..."
"Yeah they're really strange, but Gofer's coming around." Beau countered. "Maybe it will take a couple of generations to make it happen. Maybe when they grow up they can have my girls bred to you and vice versa. That would make us related through our children."
I appreciated that he wanted to have things tying us together now. It was much better than when he hated me out of jealousy. Now the only ones we were closer to than each other is our Masters.
At a few minutes to noon we washed up and headed down to the dining room. Gofer was always prompt about serving meals. He hadn't missed a beat even though he'd been helping us with our class. To my surprise Loki was joining us for lunch. He was sitting at Master's right hand side and I was on his left. Beau of course was on the other side of his master.
"It's a shame that none of Beau's kids are gonna end up in your house this time around. That's what you get for having a litter of all boys." Master ribbed Loki.
"Am I really gonna get to raise one of David's kids?" Brunhild asked excitedly.
"You sure are Princess. It's gonna be a lot of responsibility, but it will really help you learn how to take care of your pups five years from now." Master replied.
That was the main topic during dinner. There were all kinds of questions about the "human pups" that would be coming in eight months. The pups were amazed that our gestation period was so long. The gestation period for Sheps was only 63 days just like feral canines.
But anyway lunch finally ended and our Masters led Beau and I over to the meeting room. It was already filled with all of the Sheps that had captured ferals on the hunt. In addition Doc was there and a few of the Sheps that did medical research.
"Well since this is a rather informal meeting I'm going to dispense with Robert's Rules and just get to the point." Master said with a grin. "Okay Doc how many kids is my David gonna have?"
It was then that we noticed that while all of the Sheps from the hunt were just about giddy in their excitement, Doc and his crew looked solemn. Then Doc spoke. "David isn't having any kids as of yet." Despite my thoughts earlier it was a bit of a blow to my ego to think that I couldn't produce kids.
"What do you mean? You checked out his sperm and said he had plenty and it had great motility." Master Woden stated almost accu satorily.
"Not only isn't David going to be a father, but none of the other ferals are going to be either..." Doc said in a discouraged voice.
"That doesn't sound logical Doc. What are the chances of out of over 500 attempts that there would be no children?" Master asked.
"About the same as you being hit by lightning. It's so unlikely that it seems that it can't have just have happened by chance." Doc stated.
"Then what happened?" Master asked.
"I wished I knew. We have some left over fertilized eggs that we've frozen. We are going to take them out and let them start to develop in petri dishes. We will record what happens. That way we won't have to just sit there and watch. We can do time lapse photography and see if there is anything going on in the development. But at this point I really have no idea of what is going on."
"Well I guess we need to adjourn this meeting. Doc let me know when you have an answer. Please make this your top priority. Spare no cost or manpower. I'll have Butler put back the champagne and cigars. I don't think any of us will be in the mood to celebrate this tragedy." Master said. It was the most downhearted I'd ever seen him. No one else bothered to say anything. They just gathered their stuff and left.
I followed Master who was silent and walked out into the yard. I was there just in case he needed to talk about what happened. I was much less bothered by not being a father than Master was. I'd always had very mixed emotions about my seed being crossed with the CBHs. But this was Master's BIG PROJECT. He wanted to restore Mankind.
Finally he turned to me and said, "I'm sorry David. I thought for sure that lots of the young CBH women would be carrying your kids. We'll get it figured out though. I've got plenty of faith in Doc."
"Master it's not that important to me whether I have kids at this point in time. I know that bringing humans back from the brink it important to you. But maybe the CBHs aren't meant to be part of the plan." I replied.
"There's no logical reason why they can't be part of the plan. If they could be selectively bred down, they can be selectively bred back up."
"All I know Master is there is something that just isn't right about them. It's been three years since you released them from the Illuminati and the Collective, and the younger ones are no better than when you found them."
"But they went through some brutal mind control. Maybe they just can't overcome it." He replied. "That's why it's so important that we start them from birth and start with the best genetics we can get."
"Maybe you should try some of the older CBHs. There are plenty between the age of twenty-five and thirty-five that you could breed. They don't seem to be nearly as affected as the younger ones." I opined.
"Don't think we hadn't thought of that. That was our first plan. But it seems that ALL of the ones over twenty-three are sterile. Every single one of them that we've tested. At this point other than bringing in feral women from the wild these young CBHs are the only option." He said dejectedly.
"Well why don't you bring in the ferals." I asked.
"We are eventually going to do that but we aren't quite ready to do that yet. But if we can't get something figured out about these CBHs and why they can't be bred we may have to move that up. There are so many more CBHs than ferals that it would really have jump started the process to do it this way."
Master wanted this so bad so I didn't argue with him right now. Maybe his and his team's desire to make this work was blinding them to some flaw in their plan. Or maybe they hadn't been around enough real people to really understand that there was just something terribly wrong with the CBHs. Maybe part of it was the young CBH that he was most familiar with didn't act at all like the others. And that seemed to bother me more than it did him. I think his optimism about Gofer was shading his view on all the other CBHs and what their capabilities were.
And as I was thinking about that Gofer appeared cavorting around the yard with Flame. He didn't see us and he and the puppy were racing around the yard, Gofer dodging and Flame in exuberant pursuit. We watched him for a few minutes before he saw us and immediately his exuberance disappeared and he started acting much more like a CBH.
"See how their conditioning screws them up. And Gofer was the least affected of any of them..." He said.
I didn't reply, but all I could think was that Gofer was the least affected because he was somehow different from the others. But I didn't have any idea of why.
Gofer slowly walked up to us and said, "Master Woden did you need me for something? I thought you would be tied up in your meeting for much longer so I thought I could let Flame out to exercise."
"No I was just out here to walk as I thought about a problem I'm having. Go ahead and have fun with the puppy. Don't let us stop you."
But Gofer didn't go back to playing with the puppy like he'd done when he didn't realize that we were watching. And eventually he led him away to where we couldn't see them play. Master just let out a discouraged little sigh. I know he pinned a lot of his hopes that the others would slowly come around like Gofer.
Even that night when we made love he was a little subdued and melancholy. Because of that he didn't release nearly as much effects as he normally did. I didn't end up in oblivion like I normally did when he filled me with effects, more like a twilight half way between reality and the land of dreams where my mind was completely free to wander in creative thought. And I contemplated the things that were going on in this altered state of consciousness before I eventually slipped into the realm of dreams.
We woke early on Friday morning for the practical application course at Rose River. This time was a lot more crowded as we had our pups and Loki's pups in addition to the five of us. Plus we had James driving. Fortunately the limo was designed to ride sixteen adults, so it was more than large enough to hold us all. We stopped again for donuts and instead of just coffee we picked up some milk for the pups.
Master was sitting between Gofer and I, and I could still sense that he was lost in thought. All he was thinking about was the issue with the CBH females not getting pregnant.
"Master no sense in worrying about it. There's nothing you can do until Doc figures out what went wrong." I said to him. "Just enjoy the fishing and worry about it when we get back."
"I'm sorry I'm not used to not being able to get things done. I'm not good at waiting, patience isn't my strong suit..." He said as he continued to brood over the situation. He stayed pretty quiet the whole way to the stream.
Loki and Beau on the side of the facing us were feeding each other donuts and carrying on like teenage lovers. I didn't begrudge him that. I was glad things were going so well for them after the rocky start they'd had. I wondered how Beau's music was going. I was going to make a point to ask about it. I was really impressed with how well he'd been doing.
Gofer on the other side of Master was silent like he usually was but you could see that no matter how much he tried to hide it that he was excited to be going trout fishing again. It would be great that he'd be able to fish with Master and the pups. I'd heard through some comments from Mom to Sigyn that before I arrived that Arnold had spent much more time with Gofer.
I'd already seen how Gofer idolized the pups but especially Arnold. I wondered if he felt less for Gofer now because he seemed much less intelligent than us ferals. Gofer never let his intelligence show when any of the Sheps were around. I wonder if he blamed some of his estrangement from his "Little Master" on my arrival. I didn't feel guilty. If he was as smart as I believed it was his fault for hiding it. But I did feel sorry for him.
We arrived and everyone piled out of the limo, grabbed all of our fishing gear out of the trunk and carried it to the lodge. We didn't bother with the camping gear for the pups. They could take it out of the trunk after we got back from fishing. Right now we were worried about getting to the Lodge so we could fill our bellies for the morning hatch.
The pups were excited. Whenever the cousins got together it always turned into competition. Especially between Arnold and Fenrir. Beau sat next to his Master but on the other side of him was Fenrir. Beau spent all of breakfast coaching up Fenrir. It was great to see since they'd had an even more rocky start than Beau and Loki had had.
But Fenrir had swallowed his pride and had been instrumental with helping Beau fit in. He was actually closer to Fenrir than I was to any of our pups. Not that I didn't like our pups but we'd not gone through the things that caused them to bond so closely.
Nothing unusual happened the whole day. The class went great. All of the students picked it up really well and by the time we broke for dinner all of them were ready to fish on their own.
When we went back out after dinner I was free to fish with Master. To my delight Gofer fished with the pups. Not that I didn't want him fishing with me but because it seemed that Arnold had taken him under his wing and was showing him how to fish. I could probably have taught him more but I could tell he was possibly enjoying himself more than I'd ever seen.
When we got back to the Lodge when it was too dark to see anymore the pups went back to the Limo and grabbed their tents and camping gear. Gofer went with them and helped them set the tents up. The tent could sleep 6 comfortably and they'd brought two of them, one for our pups and one for Loki's pups.
We had our now traditional bonfire with all the mountain pies and s'mores. Gofer sat with the pups and hung on every word Arnold said. Arnold was giving him more attention than I'd ever seen. Maybe it was true that they'd been really close. Maybe I could ask Mom more about it.
When it was time to head to bed Arnold piped up and said, "Daddy can Gofer sleep in our tent?"
"Gofer do you want to sleep in the tent with the pups? We have room for you in the cabin if you want to sleep with us. I'm not in any mood for a party tonight." Master inquired.
"If it's Okay with Master Woden, I'll sleep with the "Little Masters"." Gofer replied with a well modulated voice that betrayed as little excitement as he could.
"If that's what you want go ahead and sleep in the tent." Master said a bit distractedly. Then he turned to Loki and said, "I'm going to turn in right away. I'm not in the mood to fornicate tonight."
"I understand Sir. I think it will be good for Beau and I to be alone together tonight anyway. I'll see you in the morning." He said and he and Beau walked toward their cabin. James followed us into our cabin.
"I'm sorry I'm not going to be much fun tonight James. If you want to go party in one of the other cabins you are free to. You can just come in quietly when you're done." Master said.
"This tent and Loki's are the only ones that are going to have any hanky panky going on in them. The others all have father/son tandems. Besides maybe it will be better to get some sleep this time so I'll be ready to fish this time." James said and climbed into the bottom bunk. Master pulled the covers back and he and I climbed into the king on the other side of the room. He didn't pull the covers up over us and I realized he planned on giving James a show to choke his chicken to.
I was ready for my fix of effects. Master asked me to keep a couple of "Effects Patches" in my wallet at all times in case we had to be separated by some emergency and I started to go into withdrawal. I hadn't tried one yet but I'd heard that some of the other ferals had tried them and that they worked. I hadn't had any effects since last night and they were the weakest ones I'd ever had so I was jonesing for a nice trip to oblivion.
Master lay on his back with his head on the pillow and his front paws resting behind his head. To my surprise he was still soft. Usually he was erect in anticipation but this time he was flaccid. Not that that was any problem. I bent down over his member and peeled his sheath back to expose the head of the most massive cock of all the Sheps here on Earth. I took the head into my mouth and started to run my tongue around it, while I stared directly at James. He was slowly stroking his boner as he stared back at me. I picked my head up and lasciviously licked my lips before going back down on my Master's rapidly hardening cock.
Soon Master was rock hard and oozing precum. There was enough effects in the pre to take the edge off of my I straddled his waist and guided his dripping dickhead into my asshole. I winked at James and slowly slid down that massive veined shaft until my butt cheeks rested on Master's muscular thighs. I was facing his feet because it was always better to end up in a spooning position when you tied. It was much more comfortable. I moved up and down on Master. One of the great things about riding instead of being ridden is I could position myself to take best advantage of the massive love muscle working over my prostate. I was always able to make myself cum without touching myself.
The great thing about being a young man was that that wasn't the end of the fun. I went half way soft as I rested on Master while I caught my breath. But the effects that he was leaking into me kept me from going all the way limp and soon my erection was rampant again.
I resumed my bouncing in the saddle as we continued. James was moaning softly as he watched. I'm not sure if he was imagining that he was fucking me or if he was imagining getting fucked by Master. I waved him over to me and I took over stroking his cock as I fucked myself on Master's massive member. It didn't take more than a few strokes before he knotted up and started to cum uncontrollably. I aimed it at my cock and balls, and he white washed them with a massive load of pent up semen.
When I released his cock Master pulled me backwards toward his chest and then planted his feet on the mattress. Soon he was thrusting upward into me trying to seat his cock deep within me so we could tie. I could feel his knot expand in me, stretching me out as he locked in me.
To my surprise James came over to the bed and took me into his muzzle. Master's sharp jabbing thrusts pounded his knot into my prostate and James's talented tongue laving my cock was all it took to send me over the edge. I erupted into James's muzzle and watched as his eyes glazed over when he tasted it. What was the most surprising though was it was taking Master longer to get himself over the edge. He just didn't seem quite himself. And when he did cum it was just like last night. The effects weren't enough to knock me out, just enough to send me into that altered state of consciousness.
He rolled us both on our sides and hugged me close to him but even in my altered state I could sense that he was still preoccupied by the issue with the breeding program. I hoped they got it figured out soon. I hated to see Master this out of sorts. But soon I fell asleep in his loving arms.
The next morning everyone was bright eyed and bushy tailed, even Beau and Loki. My guess is that they didn't have a marathon sex session either. James seemed to have an extra spring in his step. Maybe that was from the handjob and getting a good dose of human cum last night.
We fished the morning hatch and again Gofer went with the pups. Master and I went to one of the smaller tributaries and fished for little brookies. They weren't exceptionally hard to fool but living in the small stream they were exceptionally wary. Wading was completely out of the question. We had to crawl up to the pools keeping our outlines from being silhouetted against the sky and taking advantage of every bit of cover we could find. Then it was critical to make as soft a cast as possible to not spook them. It was a completely different challenge, but a fun one nonetheless. They were all small, the largest one was only thirteen inches long.
I think the challenge of it caused Master to forget his problem for a while. Every time he fooled one it brought a smile to his muzzle. We were using a size fourteen Adams fly with a 5X tippet. There wasn't any particular hatch going on in this little creek, but the Adams just looks like something good to eat. It looks a little like a lot of different flies and is my favorite if the fish aren't keyed in on a heavy hatch.
All too soon it was time to head back in. We had to walk a good bit of the way since the tram only followed the main stream. But once we got back onto the road next to the Rose River the tram quickly picked us up.
We'd worked up quite an appetite and all of us stayed for the lunch buffet before we went home. Everyone except our group of Beau's family and my family was staying for the whole weekend. But after we finished lunch we packed up and headed back home. Unfortunately Master was fairly silent all the way home.
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