Chapter Ten
Sandy wasn’t sure when the cuffs had been removed from her wrists, or by whom. She wasn’t sure who had placed the blanket over her clothed body. When she opened her eyes, the light was off, the room illuminated solely from the dappled afternoon sun coming in around the curtains, and everyone was gone, except one person. Her mother, naked again except for her collar, held Sandy tight and kissed her forehead, before giving her lips a light, quick kiss too.
“Are you okay, sweetie?” her mother asked her.
Sandy wasn’t sure how she felt. She could feel the warm afterglow of orgasm, and she could also feel that she was laying in a wet spot on the bed. A wet spot of her own making. She had just orgasmed in front of her own mother, her father, her brother, and the two other people who had orchestrated it.
“I cummed,” she said sheepishly.
Her mother swept her hair off her face. “Yes sweetie, you sure did.”
“In front of everyone,” Sandy added.
“Yes, in front of everyone.”
“I had an orgasm in my clothes in front of everyone.”
Her mother laughed softly. “Yes, you did… and you looked amazing.”
“But…” she bit her lip. “I think I peed, too. It’s never felt like that before. There was so much…”
Her mother pulled her close. “No hon, you squirted. Master helped you to squirt. i had never done it either until i met him. It’s ok.”
Sandy’s eyes searched her mother’s face in the darkened room. Had her mom been excited by what she had seen? Why shouldn’t she, Sandy thought. Sandy herself had been excited just hearing her mother having sex not more than 24 hours ago. Now her mother had actually seen her – had been involved in her – experiencing an orgasm, even if all of her clothes had remained on.
“Where is everyone? How long was I… asleep?”
Sandy and her mother both knew that she hadn’t really been asleep. She had made use of the blindfold whilst it had still been on her to hide herself from the reality of what had just happened, and when it was removed, had chosen to keep her eyes closed, too embarrassed to face anyone after such a personal yet public experience.
“I think they’re in the living room. It’s only been a little while.” The slave mom squeezed her daughter again. Her mother’s nudity at such close quarters somehow didn’t seem terribly strange. “It’s ok, sweetie,” the sex slave said to her daughter, reading her mind. “No one is going to make fun of you or judge you for what happened.”
“I don’t think they’re going to make fun… I just… I just basically begged Master Nathan to make me cum in front of you all.” Sandy’s face showed her embarrassment.
“And did you enjoy how he made you feel?” her mother asked, taking the teen off guard.
“Wha-? Well…” Sandy almost told her mother to look at how wet her pussy had made her clothes, and the bed. “Yes…”
For a long moment the naked slave stared into her daughter’s eyes. Guiding her chin with her hand, slave maryanne tilted Sandy’s face upward and then pressed her lips to her daughters, her eyes watching the younger woman’s reaction in the semi-dark, her tongue just barely teasing the girls lips before she broke the kiss and moved back, looking away, embarrassed.
“Mom…” Sandy found only a whisper of a voice.
There was a knock on the door, and it opened. Master walked into the room. “How are you ladies getting on in here?”
“Very good, Master,” came slave maryanne’s instant affirmative reply.
“Thank-you slave. I would like a moment with Sandy.” Master Nathan stated, and with one last kiss on her daughter’s forehead, slave maryanne stood and left the room.
Master Nathan moved over to the bed, then found the switch for the light on the side table. “Do you mind?” Sandy shook her head as Master Nathan turned the light on.
“May I?” Master indicated the bed, and again Sandy bid him permission, as he sat next to her. She sat up a little, pulling the blanket up with her, as if to hide her body from him even though she was still fully clothed. She couldn’t bring herself to make full eye contact with the man who had just rubbed her pussy and made her have the most intense orgasm she had ever felt in her life, right in front of her family. Furthermore she was incredibly aware that this time she wasn’t just wearing damp pussy-smelling pyjamas – she was sitting in her own pussy-soaked panties.
“Thank-you.”
“What for?” Sandy asked the older man, shyly.
“For trusting me. For letting me be one of the first people to touch you in that way. It was a very special moment in your life, and I’m honored you allowed me to be part of it.”
Sandy gave him a sideways glance. “You said you could make me cum with just one finger,” she said. “And you did.”
Master Nathan leaned a little closer, and whispered with a grin. “You should see what I do can with my dick.”
Sandy blushed, giggled slightly, and tingled a little at the comment. “Naughty.” she managed to reply.
“Are you a virgin, Sandy? Really?”
Shrugging her shoulders shyly, Sandy said “Yes, I am.”
“Why?”
“Why? Cos I haven’t had sex yet.”
“Why haven’t you had sex yet? You’re an attractive girl, boys must have tried.”
For a moment Sandy considered her answer. “Mom and dad always talk about how they were each other’s first, and how they loved each other, and I guess I just wanted that for me, too. I just haven’t met a guy I’ve felt that way about.”
“But, now you know that your mom and dad, even though they love each other very much, are not a very good match, sexually? Do you think that changes how much they love each other?”
“I guess not…”
“So, sex and love are not the same thing.”
“I guess so…” Sandy replied, twitching her nose in thought.
“Have you never been tempted to just – go for it? No boy ever got you excited enough to surrender to temptation? Or – a girl?”
Sandy shrugged her shoulders noncommittally again. “Well… I might have been tempted… but – I’ve resisted.”
“What about your friends?”
“I don’t want to have sex with any of my friends.” Sandy screwed her nose up.
“Are they virgins?”
“Oh! Well, some are… Some aren’t…”
Master nodded his head. “And the ones that aren’t – did they find ‘the right guy’?”
Sandy snorted in derision. “No. Well, one is still with the guy but we all think he’s a loser. Most of them – the guy just wanted to screw-n-dump them…”
Again Master nodded. “Yes, boys your age are very single minded. But, did they enjoy their first time having sex, Sandy?”
“I probably shouldn’t be telling you this. I haven’t even told mom and dad.”
Leaning closer, Master said, “I’m not mom or dad.”
“No, they didn’t enjoy the sex.”
“So, their first time having sex was not a good experience for them.”
For a moment Sandy considered the question. “Well, there was Abby – she said it was good, but… she did it with a older guy.”
“Hmm, interesting,” pondered Master. “Why do you think it was so good for her?”
Sandy gave Master an “I know where you’re going with this” look.
“Cos he was older and he knew what he was doing…” she confirmed to him.
“And, what about my little game? Did you enjoy playing it?”
Mention of what had just happened made Sandy flush, her nipples remembering and hardening, the wetness she was sitting in impossible to ignore. “You said it wasn’t going to be a sexual game. But, you had it all planned out, didn’t you.”
Master Nathan nodded his head. “You are a very smart girl, Sandy. Yes, I did. But I only went ahead because you were so clearly ready to experience it.” Master Nathan made Sandy jump a little as he brushed her hair from her face. “I didn’t touch you until you consented. Did you enjoy consenting to my touch, Sandy?”
“Yes…” the teen admitted bashfully.
“So do you think, just maybe, you can understand why your mother and father enjoy being sex slaves to Mistress Erin and I so much?”
Sandy slowly nodded her head.
“Let’s go join the others.” Master stood from the bed.
Sandy didn’t move.
“Sandy?”
The girl looked at the bed. “They’re going to laugh at me.”
“No, they’re not.” Master replied.
“They just saw me cum.”
Master returned to the bed, and sat next to her again. “Yes, we just saw you have an amazing, rather explosive orgasm, and yes, we all saw your juices squirt through your panties, too. And of course we talked about it while you rested – it was a beautiful, erotic and exciting vision that we all enjoyed immensely. As did you.”
“Well, yes, but, I should at least get changed.”
“No buts.” Master cut her short.
“But – “
Master shook his head silently. “Let’s go.”
Slowly Sandy met his gaze with a thoughtful inspection. “You know… you carried mom and dad off the bed…”
Master Nathan roared a laugh that startled Sandy before making her grin. He pulled the blanket off her in one sweep, and picked her up in his arms. He could smell her sex immediately. Carrying the teen in his arms he walked to the door. Sandy had mostly been joking about him carrying her off the bed, and had expected to be put back on her feet, but instead he walked her out of the bedroom, down the hall and into the living room. Sandy didn’t resist.
As they entered, she felt like a little girl in Master’s arms. She immediately noted her naked father sitting on Mistress Erin’s lap, with her mom on the floor on a pillow at Mistress’ feet, and Steven sitting next to them on the sofa. They all turned as the duo appeared at the door. Sandy blushed as she saw her father’s eyes on her being carried by Master, and wondered what he was thinking seeing his girl being carried in such a way by the man who just played with her pussy in front of him.
Master sat on the sofa opposite the others, placing Sandy on his lap. She wanted to get up, to move off him, and yet found herself sitting there with an arm around his neck. She could smell his cologne, and his body felt very firm under her.
Sure to his word, no one laughed about what had happened during the “game”, however Mistress Erin commented on how delectable Sandy had looked when she had orgasmed, and said the smile on Sandy’s face now must be from all those wonderful endorphins Master had released. That opened the gate and soon even her brother was saying how sexy it had been seeing her “so happy”, and slave maryanne assured her that Master’s fingers were indeed very talented. The only person who didn’t comment was slave aaron.
For a time they all talked, with Sandy remaining on Master Nathan’s lap. Her parents swapped position, slave aaron down on the floor and slave maryanne sitting on Mistress’ lap, causing Steven’s pants to tent again with his naked mother closer to him. He didn’t seem to worry about hiding it this time. Nor did Mistress Erin try to hide that her fingers were lightly teasing her slave’s pussy as they talked.
By contrast, Sandy felt very aware of the fact that Master’s hands were not touching her intimately. His hands remained very safe by her side, or very chastely on her knee. Despite this however, the teen did feel his cock underneath her ass. It was impossible not to. Whilst she had spied the outline of it a few times in his pants, or pressing out against his robe, she could now feel its size under her body, and it played on her mind after her conversation in the bedroom.
Master knew full well what Sandy was feeling, and without letting her feel a prisoner on his lap, he did his best to contain her there for as long as he could, especially as he enjoyed the looks on her parents’ faces as their minds recalled the vision of their daughter cumming on their bed, and imagining what could happen in the future.
“I should go and get changed,” Sandy finally declared.
“Why? Are you going somewhere?” Master asked.
“No, but…”
“Yes?”
Sandy furrowed her brow. “My panties and skirt are still really wet,” she tried to say quietly.
Master smiled at her. “I know, I’ve felt them soaking into my pants while you’ve been sitting here.”
Sandy blushed crimson red!
“Why don’t you go and get out of those clothes, and put a robe on. Steven, you might be more comfortable like that, too.” Master ordered the only people in the room that were not yet officially his slaves.
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When Sandy emerged from her room, her father was waiting for her. Pausing a moment as his mind told him that his daughter was likely naked under her gown as had been implied by Master, slave aaron asked if they could have a quick chat, and they disappeared back into Sandy’s bedroom. Sandy saw the worried look on her father’s face.
Finally he spoke. “i’m sorry i didn’t say very much before,” he struggled to look his daughter in the eyes. “Everyone was right though, you really did… you looked… amazing when you… when you… and i just…” he fumbled his words, making Sandy feel awkward. She had rarely ever seen her father look so lost.
“I’m okay dad, honest,” the girl tried to calm her father.
“You’re a big girl now, Sandy; i know you’re not my little princess any more – you’ve grown and grown and well you’re a beautiful young woman and…”
“I’ll always be your little princess, daddy,” Sandy smiled at her dad and hugged him in her gown. “I love you, dad.”
“i love you too, sweetheart, and i always will,” slave aaron responded, squeezing his daughter.
Chapter Eleven
After giving slave aaron leave to go and settle his nerves about how his daughter was coping with the day’s events, Master waited a moment, and then also headed to one of the bedrooms – Steven’s.
He knocked, and barely waited for an answer before entering to find Steven hurriedly tying the sash on his white flannel dressing gown. Master saw the pile of clothes on the floor next to him and was pleased the boy had accepted his suggestion.
“Can we talk for a moment, Steven?”
“O. k,” said Steven slowly.
Master helped himself to a seat on Steven’s bed, and patted the spot next to him. Steven hesitantly moved over and sat down.
“Thank-you for supporting your sister out there. She was very nervous.”
“That’s alright. She’s my sister.”
Master laughed. “Sisters can be a pain in the ass.”
Steven smiled. “She is that, too.”
“You meant it though, didn’t you, Steven. You said she looked sexy when I made her cum on my finger.”
Steven bashfully looked away. “Well, yeah, she did.”
“Eyes to me, Steven.” Master said in a commanding but friendly voice. “That’s better. Erin tells me you were a good brother to her last night, too?”
Steven started to cast his eyes away from Master’s again at the mention of what had happened during the night, but then forced himself to hold Master Nathan’s stare. He was a little embarrassed having the subject brought up, remembering Mistress Erin’s hand on his cock that morning as she had teased him til he gave her the answers she was after, knowing he’d given his sister up, and that now Master knew, too. “Yes, I was a good brother.”
“You didn’t touch your sister?”
“No, I didn’t,” Steven replied a little indignantly.
“But,” stated Master, “you wanted to touch her, didn’t you?”
“N-no, I… she’s my…” Steven stammered.
“She is a very sexy young woman. Isn’t she?”
“Yes, she is…”
“And your mom; you are enjoying seeing her naked, aren’t you?” Master added.
Steven couldn’t hold the gaze any longer, looking away bashfully at the mention of his mother as he felt his cock stirring thinking of his mother and sister. Thoughts he knew he shouldn’t have.
“Steven, eyes to me please.”
The boy looked back at Master Nathan.
“And, what about your father? Have you enjoyed seeing him naked, too?” Master asked, and after waiting a moment without reply, continued. “Sandy didn’t like hearing me fucking your dad last night. Did you hear us, Steven? Did you hear me fucking your dad?”
Master’s emphasis left Steven feeling his world shrink around him, the memory of standing in the hall and hearing his father being fucked exploding in his mind, the sounds they were making, the movement of the bed. His dressing gown rose around his waist as his cock hardened, pushing the fabric up, threatening to burst out.
“I asked you a question, Steven.” Master’s voice was becoming more stern.
“I heard you… with dad…” came his admission.
“Fucking him.”
“Yes.”
“And did that excite you, Steven? You’re still a virgin, right? A boy/girl virgin”
“Yes, I am,” came his timid reply.
“What about boy/boy fun? Have you played with another boy yet?”
“N-no.”
“No? You don’t sound very sure?”
The questions were leaving Steven floundering.
“I, I…”
In one confident, swift move Master slipped his hand into Steven’s gown, and wrapped his hand around the teen’s cock in a firm grip. Steven startled but didn’t make any move to attempt to stop Master, his hands clutching at the bedsheets, his eyes wide in shock.
“Erin told me you were bigger than your dad. I see she was right.” Master Nathan smiled at Steven. He ran his thumb over the head of Steven’s cock, then let it go. Removing his hand from the teen’s dressing gown he sucked his thumb clean of the drop of Steven’s precum as he continued to hold the teen in his gaze. “When you are ready, come out for dinner. You look very cute in your robe.” Master stood and headed to the door.
Steven pulled his gown tight again, flushed at the experience of having an older man grope him. At the door, Master gave him a smile. As he turned away, Steven had to ask a question.
“You didn’t… You didn’t touch Sandy til she begged you. Why didn’t you ask me for consent?”
Master Nathan stopped, and then returned to the bed, standing over the teen. “You are just like your father, even if you don’t know it yet. When the time comes, I already know your answer.” With that, he turned and left the room.
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“It’s such a wonderful evening – let’s eat outside.” Master had declared.
As the two naked middle aged slaves were preparing dinner, the Master, the Mistress, and the slaves’ two children were all sitting at the frosted-glass-topped table in the back yard, and all only wearing dressing gowns. As previously, Master and Mistress sat at the head and foot of the table, with the teens either side.
Master ignored the frequent glances he was receiving from Steven as they talked and waited for their food. When Mistress Erin asked Steven to get them all a glass of wine, he paused only for a moment, and mostly only because he was unaccustomed to being in charge of serving alcohol – not because he had just been given a command by his parents’ Mistress.
Once the food arrived, Master thanked his slaves, and then simply said “little one with me”. Sandy and Steven watched their father crawl under the table and take his position in front of Master Nathan, and similarly slave maryanne crawled in front of Mistress Erin. The major difference however compared to before was – this time they could see their parents through the frosted glass, pressing their faces into their owner’s crotches, nuzzling to find their way into their dressing gowns and perform their oral duties.
Both teens stared as they slowly ate their meals.
Master kept the teen’s drinks topped up as he watched their reaction to seeing their parents performing bi oral sex. “Steven, do you remember what your father said last night? About his first time sucking a cock in college?” Master smiled seeing Steven’s eyes firmly on his as he was asked the question. “You know, if I told my slaves to move to the next person over, they would obey me.” The older Dom suggested.
Steven inhaled sharply at the idea of either one of his parents sucking his cock as he sat there at the table. He heard Sandy also gasp as she realised what Master was suggesting. Under the table, their parents heads continued to pleasure their owners, as precum and pussy juices flowed.
Master laughed. “Don’t panic. It was just a thought.”
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As the meal came to a close, and they migrated back inside to the living room, Steven and Sandy were expecting something ‘new’. A new game, or perhaps – for Master to fuck their parents again. Their heads were both starting to fill with ideas when Master told them he had something to ask.
“I don’t want you to answer me now, but I want you to consider this seriously. I wanted to meet you two, and get to know the children of my slaves. I can tell already that I like you both, and from the events of today and last night, I know you are both very curious about sex and the roles your parents have taken as our slaves. I want to ask you if you would be interested in a trial at serving alongside your mom and dad as my slaves?”
The question lay heavy over the room. The two slaves cast timid eyes over their children.
“As I said, don’t answer me now. I want you both to sleep on it. Steven, you’re in with your sister again so your dad can have your room later when he needs it. You can give me your answers tomorrow morning. Now, I am taking your parents to bed. I suggest you two do the same.”
With that, Master Nathan took his slaves and his wife to the master bedroom and shut the door.
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When Steven had finished showering, during which he had felt like masturbating but resisted, he went to his sister’s bedroom wearing his dressing gown, and his night boxers that he always pretended to wear to bed. When he entered the room the light was off.
“Are you awake?” he called out in a whisper.
“Yes,” Sandy replied quietly. “I’m already in bed.”
“Oh, ok,” her brother chuckled nervously and crossed in the dark to her bed. Taking the gown off, he tentatively climbed into the bed, only just able to make out his sister’s outline as she was already in bed and under the covers. He lay next to his sister on his back, staring at the ceiling, thinking of the day’s events. He had been groped not once, but twice, seen his parents naked, seen them peeing in the back yard, and taken part in making his sister beg to be touched intimately by a man they both had only just met, until she had squirted in her panties. This had been a very big day indeed.
“Steven…”
“Yes?”
“If you want…”
“Yes?”
“You can take your boxers off. I know you normally sleep naked. It’s okay…”
“But Sandy!”
There was a pause.
“No buts, big brother. It’s okay,” Sandy whispered. “I’m naked too.”
Chapter Twelve
As Sandy whispered her big reveal to her big brother, Steven’s cock grew in an instant to his full 6.5 inches. Was she playing a game with him? She sure didn’t sound like she was playing. “Sandy, are you serious?”
“Why would I lie?” Sandy asked simply. “I – I want you to be comfortable in here, seems you’re giving up your bed for dad, and I know you normally sleep naked. I know you well enough to know that you wouldn’t sleep naked here with me, even if i offered, so – I thought I’d be naked, too.”
Steven’s mind raced as he tried to process what his sister was telling him. He felt like reaching out a hand and testing, feeling to see if she was honestly naked next to him. As open as his family had always been around nudity, after the events of the past two days this new revelation almost seemed logical in some weird sense, and yet – this was his “baby sister”.
“Well, go on. Don’t leave me hanging.” Sandy implored.
“Alright, alright.” the older teen finally said, and pushed his boxers down. They caught on his hard cock, pulling it downward uncomfortably til it popped free. Unsure what to do with the boxers, he did as normal, and dropped them on the floor, whilst making sure not to uncover himself despite the cover of darkness.
“Does that feel better?” Sandy asked.
“Err I don’t know,” he replied slowly.
“Steven…”
“Yes?”
“What are you thinking… about all that – stuff – today…?”
The first thing that flashed in front of Steven’s mind was seeing his sister, tied helplessly to their parent’s bed in proper bondage gear, writhing in the throes of an intensely arousing orgasm. The look on her face – what he could see of it – not to mention the sight of her panties instantly overflowing with her wetness.
“W-what ah, did you have in mind exactly?”
Sandy didn’t respond for a moment.
“Did you know what was going to happen… when we played that game… in mom and dad’s room?”
“No!” Steven quickly responded.
“It’s okay. I’m not accusing you or anything.” Sandy carefully reached out her hand, making Steven jump as he felt her fingers on his side, just inches from his bare penis. She found his quickly offered hand. “You didn’t think I was… a slut? Letting that happen to me?”
Steven squeezed his sister’s hand, whilst moving to ensure it was no where near his still hard cock. “I’m not sure how much was you ‘letting that happen’ and how much was – ‘Master Nathan making it happen’.” Her brother tried to see her in the dark, but couldn’t. “Did you enjoy it, having him do that to you?”
“Yes…” came Sandy’s inevitable reply. “But, he isn’t even my boyfriend… My first orgasm that – wasn’t from me – was with some guy who’s fucking my parents. Does that make me a slut, like mom?”
Steven let go of his sister’s hand, and moved his hand through the dark til he found her face, resting his palm on her cheek. “Sis, you’re not a slut. Don’t talk like that.” As Steven relaxed his arm a little he realized his sister’s body was not fully covered by the bedclothes as he felt her flesh against his. His mind raced as he pictured her naked body in the dark, his arm obviously close to her breasts.
Sandy put her hand on her brother’s. “Thank-you, big brother.”
For a moment they lay, silent. When Steven finally tried to retrieve his hand from his sister’s face, she guided it instead to rest on her side.
After a long moment Sandy finally broke the silence. “When we were having dinner, and Master said he could tell mom and dad to – move one over – did you think he was going to do it? Make them – you know – do it to us… Did you want him to do it?”
“Wow sis, really? You’re asking me that? Did you want dad to – you know?”
“I asked you first! You’ve clearly been staring at mom’s body all weekend, and getting a boner.” Sandy retaliated.
“What if I said – I wouldn’t say no?”
Sandy pondered his reply. “But, she’s our mom…”
Steven went quiet, before replying. “So you are telling me you have never had any dirty thoughts about dad, ever?”
There was no reply from the dark.
“Go on – honestly. Cos, I have. I mean – thought about mom. Just fantasies. Nothing serious. Gotta have something to think about when you’re jerking off, and – she might be our mom, but… well even my friends say she’s a MILF And…”
“Yes?”
“Also… she is mom… I dunno. Just… If Master had made them move round under the table… I don’t think I would have said no.”
“Hmm… well… okay…” Sandy replied thoughtfully. “You think mom would do it – suck you?”
“Did you not see what they’ve already done today? You really think mom and dad even know how to say no to Master?” Again Sandy did not reply to her brother. “Well – go on then – would you let dad lick you under the table?”
“Never said I was gonna answer!” Sandy giggled nervously. “Steven… Are you going to do it? Are you going to join mom and dad tomorrow? As Master’s slaves?”
As if on queue, the twins heard the unmistakable sound of their mother moaning through the wall. It was very soon joined by the sound of their father, also moaning in pleasure. They could hear the grunts and groans of all four adults, and could only imagine what they were all doing in the other room.
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious, and tempted to try it…” he finally replied. “But, I don’t really want to end up like dad with a cage on my cock!”
In the darkness Sandy pictured her brother’s penis, hard no doubt right there next to her. Then she tried to imagine it in a cage like the one she now knew had lived on dad’s cock for many months.
“I wonder why dad agreed to wear that thing…”
“Maybe Master didn’t give him much choice.” Steven postulated.
Sandy didn’t feel that was the answer. “I don’t think he forced dad. I mean – I know dad isn’t Arnold Terminator, but do you really think he’d just let something like that happen to him if he didn’t want it?”
This time Steven was quiet.
“Steven… Do you think that Master will want to have sex with me if I say yes?” Sandy asked her brother.
“Of course he does,” Steven replied simply. “Haven’t you noticed him checking you out?”
“Me? I’ve barely even got boobs,” his sister retorted. For a serious moment, with his hand resting on his sister’s bare flesh, Steven considered cupping her breast in the dark and complimenting her on her body in the hope of helping her to appreciate that her breasts, though smaller than their mom’s or Mistress Erin’s, were still very effective at arousing those lucky enough to be this close to them. He decided better of it.
“Sandy, I’m sure this violates the brother/sister code, but – you really are beautiful, you know?” he declared instead.
Steven felt the bed shifting as Sandy moved closer to him, and then felt a fumbled kiss move from his nose to his cheek. As his sister moved closer to him, he let his arm slide from her side, down her back, before starting to worry a little as her body came very close to his still throbbing erect cock. She didn’t move back, staying close to her big brother.
“I don’t know if I want my first time to be with him. I mean, I don’t even know him, really.”
“You didn’t know him any better this afternoon…” Steven bit his lip in the dark for making the comment as soon as it left his mouth. Sandy was quiet. “Sorry – what I meant was – maybe it really doesn’t matter? I mean – Listen.” He paused and they continued to hear the sounds of multiple partnered sex next door. “Maybe it wont be someone you love, but – at least it’ll be good sex?”
Sandy remained quiet as she considered this. “Good sex, or someone I love.”
“Maybe you can learn how to have good sex, for when you find someone you love?”
Steven felt her shoulders shrug, before then feeling her snuggle even closer to him, He stifled a moan as he felt first her small firm breasts press against his chest, and then her thigh brush up against his cock. She must have known, he thought. He could feel her body relaxing, and gently stroked his hand on her back, despite the raging hardon that was now resting against her soft smooth skin.
“You know,” Sandy said sleepily. “I’m sure it wont just be me having the sex tomorrow, mister virgin brother. I’ve seen Mistress Erin checking you out too. And, you better watch out cos maybe Master doesn’t just have his eyes on me…”
Sandy chuckled to herself as she drifted off to sleep. Steven’s cock dribbled pre-cum onto his sister’s thigh as he lay awake holding her.
Whispering to his sister, not knowing if she was awake or not, Steven said, “Maybe I don’t mind if he has…”
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On the other side of the wall, Master Nathan was deep inside slave maryanne’s ass. His slave lay on her stomach on her marital bed as her Master slow fucked his 7.5″ long, almost 2″ wide cock inside her rectum. It was an orifice she had never agreed to let her husband near, and yet now took Master’s long fat cock easily, having first surrendered it to him on just their third meeting. As Master continued sliding his hard engorged member in and out of her rear passage he whispered into her ear.
“Do you think they are listening to us, slave? Do you think they are masturbating again, together, hearing your moans? Moan for me! Let them hear! Imagine your little girl right now, in her bed, rubbing her clit hearing me fucking your ass. Think how sexy lil Sandy looked when she asked me to rub her horny clit today. You loved seeing that, didn’t you, slut? Tell me.”
There was no hesitation from slave maryanne. “Yes, yes Master! She was so sexy.” The slave grunted obscenely as Master Nathan pushed his cock deeper into her ass.
Right next to them on the bed, slave aaron was straddled on top of Mistress Erin’s hips. The Mistress was smiling up at him as he slowly rocked his hips, feeling the 9″ strap-on that he was impaled upon deep inside his own ass. The pretty pink panties the kids had seen earlier were still in place, just pulled aside to allow access to his hole. Reaching up, Mistress grabbed his nipples hard and pulled until he leant down toward her, his eyes closing to the sensations of the strap-on moving inside him, finding new directions inside his hole making his body tremble. “Bite my nipples,” she instructed him. The slave didn’t answer, simply placing his mouth over Mistress Erin’s nipple’s in turn and biting them quite hard til the older woman moaned. After so many sessions, he knew how to please his owners; both of them.
Next to him slave aaron heard his wife begin to whimper. “Cum in my ass. Please Master, cum in my ass!”
“Tell me, slave,” Master whispered to the twins’ mother. “Which of your children should I deflower first? Tell me who should feel this cock and learn to love it just like you and your little husband do?” Master reached a hand under his slave and held her by her neck, tilting her head up so she couldn’t hide her face.
“I don’t know, Master,” came slave maryanne’s reply between groans. This was not the first time she had been asked this question, almost always whilst taking Master’s cock in one of her holes. When she had first heard him mention her kids sexually she had felt appalled, but that was before, and now it had never felt more real. However she also knew that whatever she may say, Master had already made up his mind.
“Should I ask your husband? Do you think he wants to see his princess lose her cherry before her big brother?”
A moan came from Mistress Erin. “He sure is a big boy, much bigger than his daddy. How does that feel, little one? Knowing your son has a bigger, more manly cock than you, and hes not even half your age?” She taunted him.
All slave aaron could do was gasp as she pushed her hips upwards, thrusting the large phallus inside his body.
“Look slut! Look how much pre-cum is dribbling from your husband’s lil caged clitty. Do you think that’s from Mistress’ big cock inside his ass, or is he dreaming of watching your kids surrender to me?”
As she lay there under Master’s body, feeling him deep inside, her body began to shake as her g-spot was stimulated over and over right through her ass. Words spilled from her mouth begging permission to cum, pleading for his approval, and knowing if he didn’t give it, she would struggle to be able to hold herself back.
“Cum, my slut. Cum on my cock like a dirty little slut!” He fucked her harder, making her whole body shake and tremble, her face buried now into the bed, hands clenching the sheets. The slave had no control over her body as she experienced another whole body shaking orgasm thanks to Master Nathan, something she had never known possible from her timid sex life with her husband. Even the men she had let fuck her before she became a mother for her husband’s dirty fantasies hadn’t made her feel this good.
Before she had finished shaking, Master pulled his cock out of her ass, rolled her onto her back, climbed up and fed his cock to her. The good housewife and caring mother of two accepted his cock direct from her ass into her mouth without question, tasting and smelling her earthy flavour on it as he held her head and pumped his cock just as fast into her mouth as he had been fucking her ass. Within moments she felt his cock swell and begin to pump her mouth full of cum til he pushed even deeper and forced it down her throat for the last spasms. Beside them, slave aaron watched on as his wife performed sexual duties on their Master that he knew she would never perform for him.
With a satisfied smile, Master slipped his cock from her body for a second time, and wiped himself on his slave’s face, leaving a trail of the last drops of his cum. “Such a good slut. A good slave. A good wife, and a good mom.” He fell on the bed next to his slave and pulled her tight to his body, kissing her shoulder as they watched slave aaron still riding Mistress Erin next to them.
“Would you even try to reclaim your wife now if I took your cage off, little one?” Master asked his caged slave. “Could you even get hard enough to fuck your wife now?”
Embarrassed and ashamed slave aaron looked down at his caged cock as it dribbled continuously down onto Mistress Erin’s stomach, his knees weakening beneath him. Mistress again grabbed hold of her slave’s nipples, pinching them and telling him to beg her to fuck his ass. Ever since the formerly straight man had surrendered control of his penis to Master Nathan, the only orgasm he had known was that via his asshole. Although his wife held a key to his cage, and despite having begged her on numerous occasions to release him so he could have sex with her again, or even simply to masturbate, it was a pleasure he had been denied all of this time. The only path to pleasure for this slave was with his cock caged, and his ass full.
And in that moment, all that he knew was that he needed Mistress to pump his ass with her big fake cock because the real cock he had come to love buried deep inside him had just fucked his wife’s ass instead. “Please Mistress, fuck my ass, hard!” he whimpered. Mistress pulled him against her body again, and began fucking up into him, her hips lifting up off the bed burying the cock hard and deep in his ass until she felt their bodies grow stickier as his prostate spewed his cum out of his penis as it strained against the metal cage. She felt his weight on her as he lost control and once more proved how far he had come to loving being ass-fucked by his owners.
“Good boy,” Mistress whispered as she held him tight, his breathing heavy and labored. “Good boy,” Mistress repeated softly. She wiggled her hips a little, causing her still deep buried cock to continue to make slave aaron tremble. “I bet you can’t wait for tomorrow… to see your offspring transformed into horny little sluts just like their slave parents.”
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Chapters 13, 14 and 15 to follow…