Ask them what is going on

As soon as you speak the entire room goes silent as they all turn to stare at you. "Ah, you're awake!" exclaims the black haired woman. "You shouldn't be up, you'll do yourself a mischief!" She leaves the cooking to the blonde girl, who still watches you with a concerned expression, and rushes to support you, trying to steer you back to the room you came from. In your weakened state you cannot put up much resistance and she leads you away, as the girls watch on, the brunette biting a nail as she watches with rapt interest whereas the red head watches with a confused look on her face.

"Get in that bed and rest," the black haired woman tells you, almost bundling you into the bed whether you consent or not. She has a motherly quality, her long black hair framing a caring face with an aristocratic nose and soft brown eyes, and a rather voluptuous quality too you cannot help but notice, her body not thin but curvaceous with a pair of large breasts like pillows you could get lost in. "You were in a right state when you were found, we were all so worried so! I presume you have many questions?" You do indeed have many questions, but she seems to answer questions she wants answered instead of answering yours, telling you she will answer when you are more rested. She tells you that her name is Mairwen, and she lives here with her three daughters, Alissa the eldest and most responsible of her children, Melora the middle child and the rebellious one, and Jocelyn the youngest and quite the tomboy. She tells you that they live "deep in the woods", and that you will be able to recover in peace there.

"We'll tell you more when you have eaten and have got more of your strength back," she tells you sitting by the side of your bed, "though I do have a favour to ask of you. Do not bed my daughters, not yet anyway. Please, wait until am certain." You are rather taken aback by her request, particularly since she asks for you to wait rather than not touch her daughters at all. "In the meantime, I should get back to cooking but first, let me check how your healing is going."

Her hand goes under the covers and you gasp slightly as she cups your balls gently. "What are you doing?" you manage to ask as she gently caresses your balls. "I'm just helping you heal, just relax now," she instructs you, her fingers delicately fondling your balls. You feel your cock stir, and as it rises she moves her hand to grasp the shaft and work you off. Tenderly, she brings you to the edge of orgasm, then holds your there as she pulls back the covers with her other hand and gently takes the tip of your cock into her mouth, before bringing you over. Her mouth sucks gently on your tip as you cum, taking every drop and sucking you dry. She wipe her mouth, pull the covers back over you, and head out the room, a bounce in her step, as you recover. While the unexpected handjob exhausted you, you strangely feel better overall as your strength returns. The question now is, what do you do? Rest as instructed, or try to get up again?