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Published : 17 November 2020
"Your Asses Are Mine!" Saith the Lord to His Wife and Her Daughter
Other stories by Steven Seven can be found here Story Code: MF, Mg, g6, Mdom, vaginal, oral, anal, preg, incest I've never before told my story, of how I became the anal rape-slave of my step-father, just like my momma. I guess it's time, now that he's started fucking my cunt and got me pregnant. I'm writing this account for my daughter. Someday I want her to read it when she's old enough, before he does the same things to her. I know he will. He promised. My name is Lilly Angstrom. I never knew my real dad. Back in Minnesota, mamma got pregnant when she was 16. Her boyfriend, my dad, was two years older. They both came from old Scandinavian stock. That's how come momma and I are blue-eyed blondes with platinum blonde hair. Pretty faces too, folks say. My parents never married. Her parents were very religious and she was too, kinda. At least they didn't believe in abortion. Momma got her GED. We lived with gramma and grammpa while my dad went into the Army. Momma heard that he got married to some woman he met there. I don't know. I've never seen or heard from him in my life. Mamma was ashamed of getting pregnant outside of marriage. She and my grandparents raised me real strict. I was homeschooled. My lessons were all Christian-based. They were also full of interesting stories about the great men and women of Western civilization. We were all very proud of our Scandinavian heritage, which was mostly Swedish, with some Norwegian, Danish, and German too. We were sort of clannish, I guess you could say. We preferred associating with our own kind. That's how momma came to meet Marcus Karlsson. Momma was 20 when Marcus came into her life and mine. I was 4. He was tall, blonde, and handsome. Marcus was like a breath of fresh air in our very cloistered lives. Marcus had made a lot of money in business. By the time he turned 40, he had a wife and three children. But she left him, took the kids, and took a lot of his money, too. I never understood why. Maybe it was because Marcus had certain - needs - that his wife refused to satisfy. All I know for sure was that he wanted those needs filled. And he found a way to make momma and me fill them. Not immediately, of course. First came the courtship of momma, and Marcus gaining the trust and approval of my grandparents and me. He seemed like a fine man at first. And he really was. Still is, I guess. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Anyway, Marcus came to dinner every Sunday with our whole family. He took momma to dinner and a movie on Friday nights. He attended the Lutheran church with us. He went hunting and fishing with grammpa. Gramma adored him. So did I. Momma was head over heels in love. Momma married Marcus when was 22 and he was 40. I was 6. She thought Marcus was her knight in shining armor, her prince charming; the wealthy man of good Christian character who would redeem her from a life of shame over getting pregnant out of wedlock by entering into holy wedlock with him. And he was all those things, to some degree. But Marcus had a secret. A really BIG secret. Marcus was a man of extreme sexual desires. He was also a man who believed in what the Bible says about husbands and wives. But he took it much, much further. In St. Paul's Letter to the Ephesians he says in 5:23-24 "For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything." Marcus demanded complete submission and obedience from momma. And he got it, too, because she really wanted to give it. She needed to give it. She was a guilt-ridden woman who craved redemption. She thought her out-of-wedlock pregnancy made her a whore. Marcus was her redeemer. The price of her redemption was giving in to all of Marcus' sexual desires, no matter how extreme. Plus one more thing: Marcus wanted me. In Ephesians 6:1-2 St. Paul says "Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right. Honor thy father and mother..." Marcus had his own way of interpreting those lines. He believed that as the man, he ruled the family. Momma had to submit to him by surrendering herself to him, body and soul. And as his step-daughter, I had to honor him with complete obedience. That included surrendering my body to him, too. Not immediately, of course. Marcus was a patient and clever man. The first thing he did in his long range plan for momma and me was to move us away from our little town in Minnesota. Sometimes I wonder if he had searched all over the state to find such a vulnerable pair as momma and me. He took us to Idaho, where he built a big house in a beautiful spot far away from any neighbors. He had enough money from his investments and business interests that he didn't have to work. He managed everything over the internet. My homeschooling continued, but Marcus made some additions to the curriculum. He made me and momma study about male supremacy and female submission. And he began to discipline us. At first it was just spankings of my mother. The first time he spanked momma in front of me I was shocked. Momma assured me it was ok. She said it was good that Marcus disciplined her that way. He just took her, pulled up her dress, pulled down her panties, bent her over his knee, and wailed on her bare bottom with a special paddle. Truth to tell, even that first time, I could see that getting spanked was really turning momma on sexually. Right after the spanking they both went to the bedroom and closed the door. I heard the sounds of their lovemaking for the next hour. That's when I first began masturbating in a serious way. Let me explain. Marcus had already introduced some "health" lessons into my school curriculum which explained all about the body and sex. He made momma teach me about what men and women do together. Much to my surprise, she even told me that Marcus wanted her to show me how to masturbate. My mother and I had regular weekly masturbation sessions. First momma gave me something to drink. She called it the elixir of love. I didn't know what was in it, but it made me feel relaxed, and happy, and very horny. Then we went into my room, closed the door, and set up a big photo of Marcus. He was naked. We masturbated together while looking at his picture. Did I mention he was naked? He was so handsome. It really was easy to masturbate to orgasm while looking at him. And he was, like, naked. Did I mention that? These weekly sessions went on for the first three months of our new lives in Idaho. Momma taught me how to stimulate myself vaginally and anally. My clit, my cunt, my anus, and my rectum became a playground for my fingers and the sex toys momma gave me to use. She said it was particularly important for me to learn to like anal stimulation. She didn't explain why. She didn't need to. Then momma said it was time for me to go to the next level. She said it was time for me to become a woman at the hands of my new step-father. Momma had tears in her eyes when she said this. "It's for the best, Lilly. You are my little flower. I want to give you to Marcus. And I want you to give yourself to him. Of your own free will. Marcus is holy. We serve him as we serve the Lord. He is our Lord, our Master. Will you do that, Lilly? Do it for me? Do it for God?" I was of two minds about this. I knew that incest was wrong. But I also knew it happened in the Bible in Genesis 19:30-38 when Lot's daughters had sex with him and became pregnant. I also knew that Marcus was not my biological father, so technically this was not even incest. Most important of all, I knew that I lusted after Marcus deeply and I loved him with all my heart. He was a giant in my life. Even if momma had not told me to have sex with him, I would have done it anyway sooner or later. I was only 6-years-old. Some folks would say that's too young. I know the law says that a girl has to be 18, to give consent to sex. But who cares? We all know that man's law cannot constrain God or biology. The body wants what it wants. And God told momma and me to obey Marcus and submit to him because he is our Lord and Master in all things. I was ready and eager to give my body to Marcus, my father, my Master, my Lord. You might expect that what happened next was some sort of ceremony. Or maybe something crude and lewd. Well, perhaps you could call it was all of those things. But what it was actually a spanking. Marcus said "Lilly, you have seen me discipline your mother with spankings. It was for her own good. It made her a better woman. She always thanked me for doing it. And what followed every spanking was also good. Because I then showed your mother how much I love her. I did that by putting her in her place and making her happy to be there. Now as my lawful daughter-wife, it is your turn. I am your Lord and Master. You will give your life into my service. Nothing I ask you, shall you deny me. Everything I desire, you shall do. There will be no limits between us. I have full authority over you. You will submit to my every wish and whim. The purpose of your life shall be to please me with your body and soul in every way possible." I smiled at Marcus. "Yes, father. You are my Lord and Master" I said. Then I quoted Mary from Luke 1:38 after the Annunciation by the Angel of God. I said "'I am the Lord's servant. May everything you have said about me come true.'" "Very good my child" Marcus said. "We shall mark this occasion with an act of physical discipline." Marcus told me to remove my dress. I did as he commanded. Then he pulled down my panties. This was how he often did it with momma, in my full view. But this first time, with me, he began kissing my buttocks. He said "These lovely butt cheeks are mine now, Lilly. Your ass is mine. Just like your mother's." He kissed me there over and over. Then he made me bend over the back of a chair. "Spread your cheeks for me, Lilly" he said. Then something wonderful happened. I felt Marcus' tongue lick my anus for the first time. An electric thrill ran through my body. I had wanted this even more than I knew! Marcus continued in this manner for quite a while. He tongue made love to my ass in the most exquisite way, lapping at my anus and then darting inside my asshole. When I felt Marcus' tongue inside me, I moaned with pleasure. Then suddenly things changed. He stopped tonguing my ass. Marcus picked up the paddle he always used to spank my mother. "Spare the rod, spoil the child" he said, using a popular paraphrase of Proverbs 13:24. POW! The first whack of that paddle shot through me like thunder and lightning. POW! POW! POW! It didn't take more than those few blows for me to begin whimpering. Marcus had demonstrated his power over me in the most convincing way possible: by inflicting pain on my butt, which he had been kissing and anus-licking just moments before. It may seem crazy, but I found this contrast of pleasure and pain incredibly arousing. After the anal licking foreplay that Marcus had graced me with, his exertion of brute force made me weak in the knees and juicy wet in the twat. "Are you ready to serve your Lord and Master in the bedroom now, Lilly?" Marcus asked. "Yes, Master" I said, smiling through my tears. Marcus led me into the bedroom. To my surprise, momma came along. They both noticed my confusion. Momma said "Don't worry, Lilly. I'm here to help. Help you and Master. We are just one big happy family now." Momma assisted Master Marcus in undressing. Then she undressed herself and told me to kneel before my Daddy-Master. Kneeling beside me, momma said "Just remember all the health lessons you studied about how a woman pleases a man. We always begin on our knees, worshiping Master's cock with our mouths." Momma then demonstrated. Bending forward, she opened her mouth and took his penis into her mouth without using her hands at all. Momma made a point of sucking Marcus without using her hands. She had showed me videos on how to do this. She also had me practice with a plastic penis stuck to the back of a chair with a suction cup. But for sucking the real thing, there's nothing better than a personal demonstration! I put my right hand between my legs and fingered myself while watching my mother suck my father's cock. I licked my lips. I wanted his big meat in mouth more than anything in the universe in that moment. I was tempted to push momma aside and take Daddy into my 6-year-old mouth. I was filled with a cock-hunger that only my Daddy could satisfy. Finally, Marcus put a hand on momma's forehead and said "That's enough, wife-slave. Now it's time for your daughter to worship her Daddy-Master with her mouth." At last! My turn to give my Daddy a blowjob had come round. Momma released his cock from her mouth and moved aside. Daddy's penis glistened with momma's saliva. I imitated her actions by leaning forward and taking his beautiful cock into my mouth without using my hands. Since I was only 6, my mouth was not quite as big as hers. Marcus had a big beautiful cock that I aimed to worship orally with every bit of adoration and skill I could muster. Momma had already schooled me in oral techniques using sex toys during our daily health lessons and weekly masturbation sessions. I had as much knowledge as a little girl could possibly have without actually sucking a grown man's cock. Now everything was on the line as Daddy's big dick filled my mouth. I licked and sucked and pumped my head on my Master's beautiful penis. At times I felt like I was choking and gagging on Daddy's big meat. But I never let it out of my mouth. Not for one single second. Momma had impressed the importance of this on me over and over. I knew that it was a grievous sin for a woman or girl ever to let her Master's penis go out of her mouth without his permission once she had undertaken the Holy Mission of worshipping his penis orally. I worshipped my Daddy's cock with my mouth by licking and sucking and pumping my head without stopping. Marcus put his hands on my head. "Very good, little girl" he said. "Now I must test your limits. Don't worry if this feels uncomfortable. I won't hurt you. But by the time I'm done, your jaw and throat are apt to be very, very sore." With that Marcus grabbed my long blonde hair and yanked my head toward him, forcing his enormous meat to the back of my mouth and then down my throat. Now momma had done her best to prepare me for this. During our many sessions of sexual health and masturbation practice I had learned to take a plastic penis down my throat. That wasn't easy. Momma made me do it over and over again until, quite often, I ended up puking. She always had a bucket nearby to catch my upchuck. Momma assured me that it was ok to throw up if I ever had to, but it was never ok to refuse to allow Master to fuck my mouth and throat as brutally as he might want to. No matter how ill I might feel, his desires came first. My mouth existed only to serve him. If he wanted to fuck my throat until I puked, so be it. It is the will of the Lord. I prayed that I would not puke all over Marcus when he fucked my throat like a rapist. He really went at it without any apparent restraint. As I learned later, he had actually been going easy on me. Marcus and momma later showed me what she had learned to do for him with her mouth and throat. I was still a little girl learning to do a woman's job. I like to say that Marcus raped my throat, because that's how it felt. At the same time, I felt so very important and useful to him. That my Master would do this to me showed how much he loved and wanted me. That meant the world to me. Marcus was my world. I could never deny him anything. My body was his to use as he pleased. I used my body to show him how much I loved and adored him by helping him rape my mouth, or any other orifice of mine he might want. Marcus said "Help her go deeper, slave-wife." "Yes, Master" momma said. I felt her hands my back and head. She pushed me forward, sending Marcus' cock so far down my throat I thought I would explode! Momma held me in place, even as I shivered and flailed my arms. Fortunately, I didn't do anything stupid, like trying to push Marcus away. My panic was contained. I limited myself to a few futile gestures that I knew were futile. And Marcus must have liked that, because he said "Yes, yes! That's it, my little bitch. You are Daddy's rape-slave now. Just like your momma. You like it. I can tell. You are your mother's daughter. Born to serve. Me, and only me." With that, Marcus thrust his penis down my throat one last time, and then pulled it out. I coughed and sputtered, with drool dripping from my mouth. Momma wiped it away with a towel. She made comforting noises all the while, to make me feel better and to show how proud she was of me. "So good. So good you were, Lilly" she said while wiping my face and then wiping my spit-up off my tits. "You worshipped Master with your mouth very well for your first time. Didn't she, Master?" I looked up at Marcus. He was smiling at me. "You did very well, Lilly. Your first time worshipping me with your mouth is acceptable unto me. Now what do you say?" I knew immediately what I was supposed to say. "Thank you, Master" I said. "Thank you for letting me worship you with my mouth. It was a very great honor to take your heavenly penis into my unworthy mouth." Marcus caressed my head and face with his strong right hand. I kissed his palm. Then he grabbed me by the hair while saying "Rise. You must now serve me with another part of your body." Marcus positioned me where he wanted me: bent over a chair with my ass in the air. "Now Lilly" he said "I am going to fuck you up the ass." I turned my head to look at him. I had always known this was going to happen. I watched as momma slathered lubricant on Master's penis. I feared taking that big organ up my little 6-year-old butt. Yet I craved it, too. I wanted Marcus to fuck me up the ass. Rape my asshole. I wanted him to bury his man-meat as deep inside my poop-chute as he possibly could go. And that's what I told him, in those very words. Momma taught me to say "man-meat" and "poop-chute" because she knew he liked those terms. So I said them for his pleasure. It's a good thing that momma had taught me all those months with the sex toys. I don't know how I would have reacted otherwise, when Marcus began pushing his powerful penis inside my poor little 6-year-old asshole. To deal with the pain, I took deep breaths and blew them out, just as momma had taught me. I clenched my teeth as Marcus began ramming his dick into my asshole. He kept going deeper and deeper with every thrust. Marcus allowed me to finger my clit while he butt-raped me, which helped a lot. Pretty soon I began to enjoy being anally raped by my step-father. I started calling out his name. "Marcus! Master! Daddy!" I'm kinda ashamed to say it, but I really liked letting Marcus butt-fuck me. The more I called his named, the harder be butt-fucked me, and the more I liked it. Marcus began calling me dirty names and telling me how much he loved me at the same time. Momma told me that Marcus always combined pleasure and pain, degradation and elevation, in his sex play with her. She said it stimulated and pleased her like nothing else, to be loved and called a dirty slut at the same time. Now I was feeling it too. Daddy loved me and called me a whore at the same time, while he fucked me up the ass and I fingered my clit and rubbed my pussy. We went on and on in this fashion until Marcus and I had the most incredible simultaneous orgasm. I screamed his name. He called me his beloved slut. I was in heaven! Marcus, momma, and me began sleeping in the same bed most nights. Sometimes I had to sleep alone while Marcus and momma fucked, just the two of them. Sometimes Marcus and I had a night together while momma slept alone. When momma and I slept with Marcus at the same time, we took turns pleasing him. And then he worked on us together, both at the same time. His dick and his tongue and his fingers could do magic to a girl's body! Marcus was very careful not to get me pregnant. He had momma take me to a special doctor who inserted a birth control device inside me. Then he could fuck me any time. Momma got one also, but only for a short time. Marcus wanted her to bear him more children. He wanted sons and daughters. The plan was for momma to have at least 5 more children before momma turned 40. Marcus had a different plan for me. Since I was only 6, one of my jobs would be to help momma raise my new little step-siblings. My other job was to please Daddy sexually while momma was going through the more difficult times of her pregnancy. Not that he stopped fucking her. Marcus and momma had sex as long as she was able. When her belly grew too big for that, she just gave Marcus a lot of blowjobs, and let him fuck her up the ass. He did the same with me, except I also got his cock in my cunt too. We were a happy, growing family. And we were not alone. Marcus was part of a network, a secret group of men and women who lived like we did. That is the biggest part of my story that I didn't want to mention until now. It's so big that it would have distracted from all the delicious sex if I had mentioned it earlier. Marcus and momma and I are all of Nordic European stock. We belong to a very large secret group of people just like us. The men are Patriarchs. The women are wives and daughters who serve their men. When a Patriarch has sons, he raises them in the way of true Biblical Patriarchy in the rather special way these men have defined it. When a Patriarch has daughters, he raises them along with their mother in the ways of submission to men. By the time the girl reaches menarche, she will have been trained for many years in the role that she must fulfil. Her training is much like how momma trained me: she learns how to please a man by practicing with sex toys and the special elixir. These young teenage girls of all the Patriarchs are then brought into the network. Every Patriarch in the network can then trade his daughters to other Patriarchs in exchange for their daughters. Marcus could have traded me, if he had wanted to. But since I was not his biological daughter, he kept me for himself. When momma gave birth and my step-sister Karina was born, I knew the blonde, blue-eyed child would someday be traded for a similar looking girl to fulfil Marcus' sexual desires. But that was still years away. Karina was only 3 and the apple of her poppa's eye when I turned 18. That's when Marcus said to me, "Lilly, it's time I got you pregnant. I want to see your belly swell with my baby. I want your tits to fill with milk - milk I get first dibs on! You'll nurse me just like your momma did after Karina was born." Those days were really hot! Daddy would suck momma's tits while I sucked his dick. Or he fucked my pussy or my ass. Such lovely times! I looked forward to being the one giving milk while momma gets to suck Daddy's dick or get fucked by him in her other holes. Momma went with me to the doctor to have my birth control device removed. Then Daddy and I began some serious fucking. Marcus fucked me 5 or 6 times per week until I got pregnant. Momma didn't get a single drop of his cum during all that time. After Daddy got me knocked up, momma and I took turns sucking him off and swallowing his cum as a sort of celebration for all the wonderful things he did for us. Then Daddy got momma pregnant. He had two pregnant women in his family. Karina was just a toddler. She was going to have two siblings pretty soon. As it turned out, momma would give birth to a son. Daddy named him Lars. He would become a new Patriarch someday. But I was due before momma. I gave birth to a little girl. Daddy named her Hanna. She was blonde and blue-eyed, just like the rest of the family. I was so proud. I knew I would be raising her to serve her future Master just as I had come to serve Marcus. When she reached menarche, Marcus would trade her for a new girl who would join our happy family as Daddy's new sex slave. She would already have been trained, but momma and I would continue her training in the arts of pleasing her man. We're still years away from that. While I was pregnant with Hanna, I begged Marcus to keep on fucking my ass. I had really come to enjoy it. I looked forward to the day that my daughter got big enough that momma and I could teach her the joys of being butt-fucked. She should be ready by the time she's 6. Anyway, momma and I will teach her how to serve Daddy who is our Lord. Then she'll be well-prepared when Daddy trades her to another man in exchange for his daughter. So that's my story. I became the beloved anal rape-slave of my wonderful step-father, the Lord and love of my life, just like my momma did. I'm so happy that he fucked my cunt and got me pregnant. I'm so glad I bore him a daughter. I want her to read my story when she's old enough, because it will become her story too. Our lovely daughter Hanna will be trained up in the ways of the Lord so that she may fulfil her destiny by fulfiling his needs. I know she will. He promised he'd do it to her, too.
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