Years had passed since that night Hunter first laid eyes on the Freepine Resort on that cold, wintery night. Then, only a small handful of students knew of its existence. But things had changed greatly as the seasons changed. Now, this fall weekend evening, the house stood tall and proud surrounded by a freshly cut lawn with brightly colored flowers and shrubs having been added over the years. This, along with the large amounts of trees which seemed to cut the house off from the rest of the world, gave the place a picturesque appearance for those seeking to get away from the troubles of the world.

Well, for those select few of course. The family who looks after the Freepine Resort makes sure of this. From time to time, they would get phone calls or emails coming from those who had stumbled upon the resort’s website or had tracked it down through various means. Sadly those people would always be told that the place was booked for the foreseeable future, regardless of how desperate the contact sounded or how much money was offered. No, the only cars that were ever parked outside belonged to Society members who showed their badges at the front door before even being allowed to take off their shoes. From there, the once inside, the family would tend to their needs as best they could. The Society guests would be taken to their room, while being reminded that meals would be served in the drawing rooms at specific times as well as all the other activities that the estate provided.

Once all the guests had been taken care of, many of whom simply made a beeline to the portal after leaving their stuff in their room, the family would climb up the many steps until they reached the final doorway that led into the attic. A space that had been a simple dorm for the servants, had become a penthouse apartment.

Walking inside one would find it furnished like any other home. The flooring was hardwood with several rugs running here and there with the only exception being the kitchen which had plastic tiles. Along one wall was a sectional couch facing a large plasma TV hanging on the wall, flanked by a pair of small tables which had vases filled with seasonal flowers. Also on the walls were a number of framed pictures. One picture showed Wallflower, looking ready to burst into tears of happiness as she stood in front of her own business: a garden nursery on its grand opening in the nearby town. Several pictures showed Moondancer receiving diploma after diploma and each one of those were framed as well. Somewhere on the walls was a framed magazine cover with Moondancer on it as well, showing off her latest accomplishment. Another framed photo belonged to Hunter as he held up one of his crime novels which had just earned a spot of the best sellers list. Next to that, ticket stubs to the first movie adaptation which, sadly, had been butchered in production in order to get a PG-13 rating. He really should have had a lawyer look over the contract.

Closer to one of the bedrooms showed a wedding photo. Moondancer was looking radiant in her white wedding dress, holding a bouquet of white flowers as she stood next to Hunter in his black suit looking more than a little nervous. Next to Moondancer was Wallflower, their Maid of Honor, who looked on fondly at the pair. While that was one of the happiest moments in their life, another one with similar importance hung next to it. One that was taken within the Society. There, Hunter stood wearing one of the Society’s robes with his cock proudly hanging out while the other two kneeled on either side of him, naked with fresh eternity collars wrapped around their necks as he held onto their leashes.

“Fuck!” rang Moondancer’s voice from within the bedroom. Inside, all three were completely naked. Moondancer was on the large spacious bed, ropes tied around her body preventing her from using her arms while her legs dangled off the bed, spread apart by a spreader bar attached to her ankles. Hunter stood before her, cock plunging into his wife’s pussy as she lay on her back, staring up at the face of her slave sister as drool dripped onto her face. Hanging from the ceiling, Wallflower was bound by ropes wrapped around her chest, waist, and legs. The green girl moaned while spit dripped down from her ball gag as she felt her Master’s tongue running through her cunt as he thrust adildo into her tighter hole. For the odor of the air, or lack thereof, the three had not been at this long.

And it seemed like they would not be going any further as a cry came from a small, white walkie-talkie on the nearby nightstand. As Hunter pulled away from the two women, both of whom became very alert and focused, another separate cry could be heard.

“Crap, I woke them up,” complained Moondancer as she sat upright. “Hunter, could you…?”

“On it,” said Hunter as his wife turned her back towards him. With his years of skill, Hunter quickly untied her, allowing the ropes to fall around her while Wallflower began to look like she was about to have a panic attack! Letting Moondancer undo the spreader bar on her own, Hunter began to lower Wallflower back onto the bed where he began to untie her as Moondancer raced to the babies’ room. Once freed, Wallflower leapt off the bed nearly shoving Hunter to the side while tossing her ball gag behind her.

Sighing, Hunter put on a robe before joining the two most important women in his life. When he entered the room he saw both women standing by cribs on opposite sides of the room as they cradled the infants in their arms. Moondancer had their son, Hunters Moon, who had the same skin color as his mother. What his hair color would be that still remained to be seen. As for Wallflower, she held their daughter Forest Song who had milk chocolate colored skin and her mouth wrapped around her mother’s tit.

“There, there darling,” cooed Wallflower in a motherly tone as she rocked the babe gently. She then turned to look at Hunter who was standing by the doorway. “Looks like we won’t be able to have another threeway for a while. Not here at least.”

“We will once I get the new noise dampener to work right,” said Moondancer as she sat down in a nearby chair, Hunters Moon pawing at her all the while. “That should give us more time before we can only have fun in shifts. Or when they have sleepovers at friends.”

“If they’re lucky enough to have friends,” muttered Wallflower, more to herself than anyone else. She then let out a sigh as she turned to look at her lovers. “Looks like we might be up for a while. Got any stories to tell?”

“Well, I always have a story,” said Hunter with a wicked grin, one that made Wallflower blush. “Just depends what rating you want. A lot of them are rated XXX.”

Wallflower let out a hum as she glanced between him and the baby. “I think we should keep it to rated R for right now,” she said with a sigh. Then, a thoughtful look appeared on her face. “You know, I told you both how I found out about the Clocktower Society. But in all this time, you never told me how you two found out about it.”

“It might sound cliché, but you never asked,” answered Moondancer as Hunters began to grab her nose. “Plus, it’s pretty close to an XXX rating. Sure you want to hear it?”

Wallflower’s face twisted a little as she mulled it over, then she let out a sigh. “You have a point,” she said. “But, I’d still like to hear it someday. When we have the time.”

“Yeah, it’ll take a while,” agreed Hunter with a laugh. From there, the three talked more about what sort of story they should tell each other rather than just telling one. And as they talked, all Hunter couldn’t help but think about was how lucky he was. He had the two greatest loves of his life with him. He lived in a nice house with fresh air and clear skies. To that, he owed a great deal of thanks to the Society. While he had volunteered to be the caretaker of the Freepine, it still didn’t feel like it was enough.

Perhaps, one day, he could begin chronicling stories from within the Society to share with the Equine universe. Stories of friends who met there, loves found and lost. Stories he could one day tell his children when they were much, much older. But that would be for another day.

Author's Note

Well, another story down. I'd like to thank Javarod for all his amazing help in making my nonsense readable as well as all the people who have liked this story.

In the future I have plans on continuing the Terra Nova branch of the Clocktower universe with a Sunset jungle story and maybe how Hunter and Moondancer found the Clocktower. Or just some kinky fun with the three of them. However, that is in the future! Right now I'll be hard at work with my commissions as well as getting to work on Hunter's Flower. Please leave me whatever comments you wish and hopefully I'll see you soon