Meira's Family Getaway – Ch. 02

— CAMPGROUND PARKING LOT —

While wheeling my mom’s suitcase on the dirt path, I see two women and a man standing next to a sedan. They look to be gathering their luggage and suddenly I hear my mom.

“Oh my god, Felicia!” She exclaims as she runs past me. The two embrace and I see a blonde who’s probably in her 40’s. She’s also wearing a sundress like mom’s. No floral pattern though, just yellow with some buttons running down the top.

“Lydia, it’s been too long.” she replies back.

“Ana! Chris!” My mom goes to hug who I’m assuming are this woman’s… children? My mom breaks and says, “You have to meet my son, Vincent, the one I told you was in the army?”

I put on my best warm smile and say, “Nice to meet you ma’am.”

“Pleasure is all mine. You’re much more handsome than your mom described.”

“You sure? My mom likes to exaggerate.” I smirked back at her.

My mom interjects, “And this is Mara! She’s my other daughter I told you about. She’s finally able to join us.”

Felicia goes to the other two, “These are my kids, Chris and Ana.”

“Hi” they both say simultaneously. They look to be around my age, both with dirty blonde hair and sunglasses on. I shook both their hands and Mara just raised her hand matching their shy energy.

“Hey again” Kerry popped up from behind me and embraced all three of them. I guess they’re pretty fond of her. Our group began walking when my mom and Felicia started towards the campgrounds. I could see what looked to be a main picnic area and several log cabins dotted up the hill.

Kerry starts, “So are you guys as miserable as I am in corporate life?”

They both chuckle, Chris replies “It’s work, luckily it’s quiet in accounting.”

“How’s HR?” Ana chimed in.

“Eh, I’m just getting the hang of talking to big groups, plus you get to hear all the gossip from the older folks about everyone’s relationships and fuck-ups.” Kerry said smiling.

She noticed me looking back and says, “Vincent, Chris and Ana are twins!”

“Cap, you two don’t look alike.” Mara said incredulously.

“They’re fraternal” replied Kerry. “Sorry, didn’t mean to speak for y’all.”

“That’s the way we like it” said Ana with a soft smile.

— MAIN CAMPGROUND —

We arrived at what looks like a main gathering area, I see several other families. My mom and Kerry run in seeing old friends and embracing them. Mara and I stick close to one another, and I ask her if she knows any of them.

She replies, “No, they don’t really talk about this place. Well, not mom. Kerry’s told me a bit.”

“Oh, so what are we gonna be doing here? Just like camping or activities n shit?” I ask.

“Activities, but I can’t tell you what they are, there’s a surprise.” She said, looking up at me.

“Oh..kay.” I squint my eyes and she squints right back at me.

Suddenly I hear a woman’s booming voice from the direction of an extinguished bonfire.

“Welcome! Welcome back, and welcome to the new ones. How are you all feeling?”

Whoops were heard all around, even mom and Kerry yelled while they made their way back to Mara and me.

“Good! I see some new faces! My name is Meira and I hope your time here is as transformative as it has been for the rest of your family. Please, make some room.”

She gestures to the area around her. The people closest to her stepped back almost in unison.

“Now, can the new ones please step forward?”

I look to my mom and Kerry; they both just smile and tell me it’s okay. They walk me to the front, Mara seemed to somehow already know to walk up. I guess Kerry told her a lot more about what’s going on here than I thought. I notice the diversity of families, almost looks like a model UN of different races, and oddly enough not many older men.

The woman’s voice interrupts, “Please, partake in this ceremonial tea as we embark on this weekend of discovery and familial bonding.”

I see people who look like hired help hand mom and Kerry some small cups. They grab one for themselves and special cups for Mara and me. We take them and my mom leans in, “I’m so glad you both are here with us, Kerry and I have been waiting for this for a while.”

I look around and see the other families begin downing their cups. Kerry looks to us and says, “Cheers!” We raise the glasses and toast to the moment. I hesitantly down it, and the staff in black and white waiting outfits come back to collect the empty cups.

I hear a female voice behind me, “Miss Lydia, may we take these to your cabin?” I turn to look at her. A pretty brunette in the same waitstaff clothing is smiling at us, my mom hands over our luggage. I watch as her tight skirt cups her ass while she walks away.

“Calm down bro, we’ve got two weeks here, don’t blow your load yet.” Kerry says as she notices my eyes.

I feel like I can’t snap them away as fast as before, maybe it’s the relaxed atmosphere, or this forest air. She seemed a little calmer too, I don’t usually hear Kerry talk about sex like that.

Meira’s voice cuts through my thoughts, “Come! Follow me to the main house.”

The crowd of about thirty make their way to one of the largest wood buildings I’ve ever seen. Almost like a Viking mead hall, the building was ornately decorated and I noticed small symbols. A letter M in gothic font surrounded by forest leaves and what looked like a sun at the bottom with a moon at the top. I guess this lady really likes the branding, not sure why the moon seemed out of place at the top.

As we make our way into the building, I turn to Kerry whispering, “So did mom get involved in some sort of cult?”

Kerry chuckles and says, “No, haha. This is just a group for single moms holding shit down and supporting one another. She met Felicia at some pilates and they hit it off. Just a plus that we get to stay at a sweet resort once a year.”

“Looks like a cult to me”, Mara whispered as she stared at the designs on the building. I realize she’s done messing with her phone for once.

— HALL OF KINSHIP —

I couldn’t help but stare at that word – KINSHIP – in the wooden sign. It made me realize you don’t really ever hear anyone use that these days. Lots of words you don’t usually hear these days. What happened with the old ways of English? Why am I thinking about this?

My head begins to get heavier as I make it into the hall. If the outside was ornate, then the inside was fucking extravagant. Purple and yellow drapes lined the walls, some sort of soft material, it looked like it was ancient. The ground was littered with pillows, some bearing the M symbol.

I guess they were for sitting because I noticed the lack of chairs. Seemingly like a worship hall of some sort, I fucking knew this was some cult shit. What did my mom get herself into?

Mom and Kerry led us to an open area and the rest of the families were in small clusters like us. Dotted around there were also draped-off areas. Seemingly hiding something, but for some reason I couldn’t concentrate enough on one area to make out all the knick-knacks scattered about.

Shit, was that tea drugged? Wait, where’s Kerry? And mom? I see Mara next to me and she’s leaned back on her elbows, beautiful legs pointing to a center area. Oh shit, that center area has some sort of cushioned raised thing. My eyes dart back to Mara’s legs, I notice the nipples on her B-cup tits are pronounced again. Then they start rotating. Why? Wait, am I rotating?

I fall to the ground as my head thuds against a pillow. I keep my eyes open as silhouettes begin moving around the room. People in flowy robes holding something on a chain. It’s spewing out some sort of smoke, but I can’t bring myself to raise my head. It feels so heavy.

I notice the smoke starts filling the room, memories of the tear gas chamber from basic flood my mind. I fight to get up, only feeling my neck moving. I realize my body didn’t comply, so I put all my strength into my hands, trying to push myself up. Finally, I’m on my elbows like Mara, but when I look over to her, she’s on her back. Her eyes are open, but she isn’t moving either. She’s got this smile on her face like she’s looking into the eyes of a lover.

Kerry’s face suddenly appears, where was she this whole time? What is she wearing? It was a robe unlike the strangers from earlier. Hers is red, adorned with gold on the cuffs and lapel. Then I see mom, and Meira following behind. They’re both looking at me quizzically.

“Wh- What’s happening….?” I stammer as Kerry leans over and holds my head.

“Oh, he’s a fighter.” said Meira.

“He’s certainly strong”, my mom replies. I notice her robe too, a purple one with gold adornments, some trailing symbols on her lapel.

Meira turns to the rest of the families and loudly announces, “Disciples, Meirans, begin the ceremony.”

Shit. Oh fuck. What the fuck is happening. Did my family get brainwashed and now I’m about to fucking die? Why. Not like this. I go from being in a dangerous profession just to die in the middle of nowhere by my own family’s hand.

As these thoughts race through my mind, I see Kerry smiling at me. What a nice smile, her new haircut really does suit her. My eyes continue lowering as she lets go of my head. I feel it flop down and hit something soft, then I watch as she undoes the tie on her robes.

Holy shit she was naked underneath. I feel my eyes widen and I feel the pulse of my cock through my lower body. I see it’s starting to grow and watch as Kerry gets down and crawls toward me. Her hands rub up and down my legs and she pulls off my boots. Her hands move up to my waist and I watch in a mix of terror and excitement as she begins undoing my pants.

That’s when I catch Mara in the corner of my eye. She’s writhing too, but someone’s head is buried in between her legs. What the fuck is happening?

“You taste as sweet as I thought you would baby.” came a familiar voice. That’s when the emotions in my body came to a pop.

“Mom?” I was able to breathe the word out as I fought for control. I watched as her head lifted up, looked at me and looked back at Mara.

“Don’t worry sweetie, she was ready for this, she’s enjoying herself. See?” My mom moves up to meet Mara’s face, and with her lips still wet from Mara’s pussy, she gives her a kiss on the lips. Oh shit, their mouths are opening wider, I think mom’s putting her tongue in Mara’s mouth.