The Hidden Chateau

The Reunion: Eighteen Years later

The years seemed to race past. There was an enormous amount happening now, and quite quickly. The human-Ligaran co-operation settled down and benefitted everyone. While Rod and I missed seeing our human sons growing, we did get frequent reports and even pictures from Di and Harri — and we had the pleasure of sharing Fulda and Sennet with their Ligaran parents.

“You were right, Jack.” Sardar said as we walked in the twilight of the park. “Your people having greater pleasure in relationships of their own has made their seed far more nutritious and copious.” I sensed his humour. “Far tastier as well …”

“Of course, Sardar.” I let my pleasure transfer. “Is it evident in us hybrids as well?”

His arm tentacles drew me against him. “Most evidently in yours.” He hesitated. “To use your human description of a good wine, yours is a vintage to be truly savoured, my friend!”

“Thanks, I think.” I linked my arm with his. “I hope we can, between us, maintain the balance now. Tom’s research seems to have helped your people though.” I let him feel my pleasure. “We seem to have transitioned from our providing you with an essential food on demand, to a state in which we all enjoy providing it as a special treat.” 

“That is as it should be, Jack.” Sardar let his amusement show. “Ameliorator tells me that many of your people now book themselves into his care for extended bondage sessions, and that you and the other hybrids are in constant demand by your people and ours.” 

My amusement shook my body. The laugh reflex is a strong one even when you no longer have the ability to do so. “He says it’s tiring his team to exhaustion.”

I looked up as the tall young man asked, “Excuse me, um, sir. Where can I find Jack Hevea-Ffaluss?”

“You’ve found him,” I thought-spoke in reply to his verbal request. I couldn’t help noticing the bulge at his crotch. It really strained his jeans and made me wonder if he’d already been through an ‘enhancement’. Standing, I moved forward. “Are you all returned home, JJ?”

His smile lit up his face. “Yes, but the other two stopped to talk to Sennet.”

“Good. Has Di or Harri explained anything to you?”

“Yes.” He moved quickly, and wrapped his arms around me. “Dad.” He chuckled. “And now I see why we’ve all got monsters for dicks.” His lips found mine and his kiss was firm. “I’m looking forward to submitting to the ritual now.”

“Damn, JJ, you beat us to him.” His brothers joined him and I embraced them each in turn. 

“You guys have certainly grown up. And you’ve all completed degrees. Well done.”

Adam made a face. “Yeah, and I have to go back and complete medical school. JJ’s done electronic engineering and has finished, and Callum’s completed his genetics degree.” He slipped his arm around my waist. “But, before I go back to the ‘out world’ I am going to perform the ritual. I’m going to go through the tunnel and submit to the fetish and the Ligaran initiation.” Cheekily he grabbed one of my tentacles and placed it over his crotch. “When I go back I want to remember exactly what it’s like to have my sex enjoyed by them, because when I come back here, I want to be hybridised. Do you mind?”

“Mind? Why should I, Adam? It’s your choice.” I slipped my free tentacle round his body and held him close as my spatulate ‘hand covering his crotch, and I gently squeezed it. “I can tell you it is both a fantastic thing, and, at times a great difficulty, but you will make your own choices.” I looked at JJ and Callum. “What are your plans?”

JJ laughed. “Mine are the same as Adam’s. The ritual, and then the hybridiser — the sooner the better.” He adjusted his crotch. “You may have noticed, we’re a bit overloaded down here, and I’ve dreamed for a long time now of having tentacles.” He grinned. “Our current tackle was popular in some quarters, very unpopular in others. Callum reckons it’s probably something in our genes — something you passed on to us.”

“Yeah. Our genes are quite interesting.” Callum laughed. “And as JJ says, we were quite popular in some company, especially when we joined the swimming club.” He glanced at the other two. “When can we do the ritual? Can we do it together?”

“The when depends on Ameliorator, and no, it’s very much an individual thing.” I gathered all three into my arms and tentacles. “You guys make me so very proud. Come on, let’s sit down and you can tell me all about university and what you got up to there.”

It gave me a lot of pleasure to escort Adam to the entrance to the Ritual zone. His brothers had agreed to let him go first, and I walked down to the old wine cellar feeling very proud of this lovely young man in his skintight lycra, showing off his magnificent genitals through the thin material. At the entrance, I removed my arm from his shoulders and my tentacles from his waist.

“Enjoy your initiation, Adam,” I thought-spoke, as I gave him a hug with all four of my arm tentacles. I kissed his mouth, and naughtily extended my tongue into his parted lips. “Remember the Ameliorator selects the gear and you have to submit totally.”

“I know, Dad.” He returned my hug. “Don’t forget, I want to go full hybrid as soon as I can, so I’m looking forward to this.” He kissed me and whispered into my ear. “Just so you know — I love you, and think you’re the most fabulous and the sexiest Dad a guy could ever have.”

Then he was through the door and it shut firmly. I waited a couple of minutes, remembering my own passage through that tunnel. Then I made my way back to the apartment I shared with Rod and found JJ, Callum, Rod’s son Jay, Sennet and Fulda waiting for me.

Rod handed me a drinking flask. “They’re all keen to see how Adam ends up,” he thought-spoke to me. “Jay’s also determined to be hybridised. Says he wants to be like his father …” He watched the five young men. “Going to be interesting with JJ and Jay hybridised. You know Jay and Sennet are exploring becoming lovers?”

“Yes, and JJ has his eye on Fulda.” I slipped a tentacle round my lover’s bondage suited waist. “Who would have guessed we’d be like this, and discussing our son’s following us into the hybridiser? I still remember coming out of my sexual trance sitting in the Comte’s armchair in the library.”

“And I remember that you looked incredibly sexy in that bondage suit, and how you tried to act as if nothing had happened …” I sensed his amusement. “Fuck, but you’re still an absolute wet dream in a bondage suit — even more since …”

Our mouths met as I drew him into my arms and our tongues briefly explored our oral cavities. “You say the nicest things …”

Ameliorator had a sense of humour. He delivered Adam for us to find, tightly secured in a latex sleep sack, gagged, plugged and essentially mummified, but still sporting an erection, the only part of him not restrained or confined. 

“I think you fellows should take him up to his bed and decide how to release him,” I thought-spoke to the five. “Looking at him, I suspect he will need some restraint and perhaps a little attention to bring him gently back to himself.”

“Oh boy,” JJ said, then continued it in thought-speak. “Come on Cal, Jay — and you Sen and Fulda. We can all take a hand and get him up to our rooms.” He chuckled. “This is going to be real fun. See, he can hear us, and look at the response …”

Rod and I watched them lift Adam and carry him toward the stairs. 

“Notice the room we’re in?” Rod asked.

“The State Dining room?” I felt my amusement radiating and knew Rod felt it. “Poor Adam, a feast for his brothers and friends …”

“He’ll certainly remember his Ritual acceptance — in fact I should think it’ll be on his mind every waking hour when he goes back to complete his doctorate.”

“Speaking of feasts, my love, there are parts of me in urgent need of some attention …” I used my arm tentacles to adjust my codpiece. “I think my sperm bladder is a bit overloaded …”

“Then, my dear Jack, I’d better take you to our chamber and render you unable to resist my attentions. Vos Pareo! This way …”

Our lovemaking was, as ever, exciting, incredible, passionate, and sensuous. I let Rod restrain me on our bed, and then responded to his attentions as he used his groin tentacles to perfection to play with mine as we kissed passionately and exchanged stimulants. It was a long lovemaking, and dawn was breaking when we finally finished and drifted into sleep.

We had just eaten lunch and were rinsing our feeding units when a figure shuffled into our sitting room. He was completely encased in a heavy rubber bondage suit, with his arms strapped straitjacket style, and his head enclosed in one of the most restrictive bondage hoods available, thick padding covered his ears, and his view was confined to a pair of tubes looking directly ahead. His gagged mouth was additionally covered by a heavy muzzle and his genitals evidently locked into a chastity belt now covered by a heavy rubber codpiece. With his ankles hobbled, he could barely move, but he made his way toward us with a determined shuffle.

“Adam?” I asked in thought-speak. “Did your brothers set you up like this?”

“They were part of it, Dad.” He stopped, and turned until he could see us. “Like it? I asked Fulda and Sennet to really restrain me so I could present myself to you, and thank you …”

“They’ve done that alright,” Rod chipped in. “You enjoyed the Ritual then?”

“Fabulous.” He paused, and I sensed a doubt. “It was … unbelievably intense. Dad, I want to be hybridised as soon as I return from finishing my medical training. I don’t want to wait, I want to arrive back and go straight into the machine …”

I walked to where he stood and wrapped my tentacles and arms around him. “Then we’ll persuade Sardar to authorise it, Adam.” I applied my oral sphincter to his muzzle. “But I want you to tell me why?”

“Okay.” He paused, pressing himself against me. “I’m, we’re, halfway there already. Our cocks aren’t like the ‘outsiders’, they’re bigger, actually muscular, and we can move them like a tentacle, and what we ejaculate … I almost drowned a guy who gave me head. He was — is — someone special.” I sensed his amusement. “It was amusing seeing his face as he tried to swallow it all, but it frightened him …” He hesitated again. “Last night, during the ritual, the Ameliorator’ and his guys made me work my cock like a tentacle and it was great, so was the feel of their tentacles as they enjoyed me. Dad, I know I’m supposed to become the doctor here, and I will, but I’m going to be like you, fully hybridised, and the best damned doctor for everyone.”

I hugged him tightly, then addressed Ron. “Get the muzzle and the gag off him, please, beloved, I want to kiss this boy of mine properly.”

“Of course. And when you’re done with kissing him, it’s going to be my turn.” Rod had the muzzle off Adam in no time at all, and then carefully removed the gag. “Give him something to remember.”

I did. I locked my oral sphincter to his lips, and slid my Ligaran tongue into his mouth. Adam sighed in pleasure, relaxing into my embrace, his heavily restrained genitals pressed against my codpiece. “Congratulations my son, you have no idea how proud you make me, all of you.” 

Adam’s final evening before he returned to the ‘out world’ saw us all assembled in the large dining room. I studied my ‘boys’ with a sense of pride JJ, Adam and Callum were all dressed as I was in bondage suits, as was Rod and his son Jay. Flavis, Patin and their ‘sons’ Sennet and Fulda were there as well. The one cloud on the horizon was that Adam seemed withdrawn, as if there was something more than just his imminent return to the ‘outworld’ and having to conform to their norms on his mind. The human quartet had all now completed their ‘Ritual’ introduction and acceptance and showed their pleasure and anticipation, while their Ligaran hybrid half siblings clearly felt themselves to be sharing the honour. 

A few days earlier the quartet had been taken to the same ‘house’ I’d visited to be ‘bred’ and been returned on foot much later laughing, joking, locked in heavy chastity belts and straitjackets and wearing tube gags with instructions to give ‘head’ to everyone they met. They’d done so enthusiastically and the folk they'd met had joined in with gusto. That had been a week ago, and now we were preparing to say good bye to Adam, but not just Adam. I was aware that JJ, Callum and Jay had spent the afternoon preparing for hybridisation, and were eager for it. The door opened quietly and Sardar strode in followed by Tom, Josh and another young man.

“Excellent, We are not late,” he thought-spoke to us all. “Congratulations, Jay, JJ and Callum, we will commence your hybridisation shortly. Your brother and your parents will assist us in placing you in the machine.” He moved to Adam. “And you, my young friend, we will await your return eagerly. Tom tells me you have already shown yourself to be advanced in your art.” He looked round the group. “But tonight, we celebrate your brother’s submission and look to the future you all represent!”

“A pity Di, Harri, Anne and Annie aren’t here to see this,” I observed. 

“Who said we aren’t,” Di responded leading the other three into the room. She studied the four young men, and grinned. “Mmm, now they all look the part. Can’t I have them for a dungeon session before Ameliorator does his thing with them?”

“We cannot delay their insertion, Di,” Sardar responded and we sensed his amusement. “Ameliorator must ‘do his thing’ immediately now they have been prepared, but perhaps Adam will oblige you once he has seen his brothers committed to the hybridiser.”

 “We could offer ourselves, Madam Di,” Sennet indicated Fulda. “We are available as soon as our half brothers go to the machine. Adam could join us later …”

Anne laughed. “Damn, now that’s an offer we really can’t refuse, Di.” She eyed the pair of Ligaran hybrids in their bondage suits. “You’re on, boys. As soon as we’ve said good bye to JJ, Callum and Jay …”

I glanced at Rod and we shared our private thought. “So it affects them too. Look at Patin. Flavis is amused as well.”

The final preparation of my two ‘boys’ as I still thought of them was as involved as I remembered. First a complete cleansing, then a coating of a thick and very viscous fluid, the insertion of a catheter for the bladder, and a similar drain into the anal passage and their insertion into the tight latex sleep sack cocoons. Complex fittings would generate their arm tentacles, and another now encased their genitals. Nasal tubes penetrated to their tracheas which would provide air were sealed into their nostrils, and the dark tinted lenses were fixed over their eyes. The final insertion was the device that would forever change their mouths and throats, separating their airways from the oral tract completely.

“Before I insert this, perhaps you wish to bid him a final human kiss?” Ameliorator indicated JJ.

“Thank you.” I bent down and applied my oral sphincter to JJ’s lips extending my tongue into his mouth as he opened his mouth to accept it. “Enjoy this experience, JJ. I shall be here to receive you when your are complete.”

“Thanks, Dad.” He pushed his tongue into my mouth and teased my oral papilla. “I can’t wait …”

I watched as the oral modifier was inserted into his mouth and throat and then the lid was lowered onto his prone form and sealed. I repeated my kiss to Callum, but he got his tongue into my mouth almost as soon as our lips engaged. 

“I’ve told Ameliorator to dial up my semen output to max, Dad.” I heard him say as we kissed. “And give me a cock like a donkey.”

“You’ll regret that last one, Cal. Mine is almost that size and difficult to handle.”

“I know, but …” I sensed his excitement. “But I’m going to be working in this group, and with this equipment when I’m released, so I’ll need it …” He paused. “Love you, Dad. See you soon.”

I stepped back and watched his oral modifier being inserted and fitted, then he too was being sealed into the hybridising sarcophagus sealed. Privately I asked Ameliorator as he activated the machine, “Has Callum asked for higher settings …?”

“He did.” Ameliorator turned to face me. “He will emerge as he wishes to be.” He paused. “The process takes account of your own desires.” I sensed his amusement. “The size of your primary penis you set yourself, my friend, and the same for your sperm output. He will do the same, as will JJ and Jay.” He paused again. “Your sons will between them be able to feed almost a quarter of my people.”

 Aware of my libido now rising, and that I’d need to submit myself to a feeding session soon, I joined Adam as Rod stood back to watch Jay’s final preparation. “Well, Adam. Still keen to do this and join us as these sex driven hybrid creatures?”

“You bet, Dad.” He slipped an arm round my waist as we walked to the anteroom. “I wish I was laying here with them already.” Hugging me, he grinned. “Now, are you going to put me in chains and restraints and deliver me to Mistress Di so she can torment me and give herself and Harri some fun?”

I applied my oral sphincter to his cheek. “If that is what you wish, then follow me, and we’ll prepare you.” I raised my upper tentacles to his face and gently spread my spatulate hands, feeling the suckers grip his skin. I let the stimulant hormone flow, watching his eyes as the hormone entered his system. “Now let’s get you hooded, Adam, the stimulant will keep you full aroused all night.”

“Thanks, Dad.” He grinned, his hands finding my codpiece. “You know, I’ve never seen what you keep in here …”

“Then it is time you did. Remove my codpiece, Adam.” I put my hands on his shoulders, and my lower tentacles on his hips.

Carefully he unzipped and released the codpiece. “Oh, wow.”

“Yes. And as I warned Callum, it’s no easy thing to deal with.” I extended the pair of peripheral penis tentacles and slid them around his thighs, drawing him closer. “Now open your mouth and remain still.”

He smiled, then opened his mouth as my primary penis tentacle rose between us until the ‘head’ was in position. Then very carefully, I inserted it into his mouth, releasing, as I did so, my controlling stimulant, the thick dark honey coloured fluid that made a partner compliant and receptive.

“Now, my son, we will place you in full bondage and send your on your way to Mistress Di.” Retracting my penis, I released him, Then steered him to a preparation chamber and began to secure him using the suit’s built in cuffs and anchor points. Then I kissed him, hooded and gagged him, fitted a chastity belt to him, inserted a butt plug, and finally attached a full set of slave chains to his neck, wrists, waist and ankles. 

We met Rod in the hall. “On your way, Adam, your Dungeon awaits you.” 

We watched him go, then I turned to Rod. “Now you’d best do the same to me. I think I’ll need a week in the feed chamber to get down to normal again.”

“I think we both do. I was just about to say the same. Come on, I think Ameliorator can sort us out.” Rod linked tentacles with me. “This way to the dungeons …”