By Ivan the Terror
Codes: mf+,inc,mc
I had the hottest, sexiest, nastiest older sister that any horny 12 year old boy could have. She was two years older than me and had the perfect bod. I ached every time I saw her. Every once in a while I would catch a glimpse of her running naked between the bathroom and her bedroom. Her perfect B, almost C cup tits were to die for, puffies with no sag. Her long legs were the perfect curved shape with a ripe ass that she thought was too big, but every guy thought was perfect. The problem was that she treated me like dirt.
She literally turned her nose up at my presence. The only time she said anything to me was to get me to help her with a TV or computer problem, and even then she rarely even said “Thank You”.
When I got a new computer, I hatched a plan for the old one. She would spend hours on her computer or watching TV in her room. Her computer was connected to the hi‑def TV as both the tuner and so she could chat and email with her friends. That was perfect, there was only one connection to the TV, and that was a standard SVGA from the computer.
I went to Amazon and got a SVGA decoder card. It wasn’t cheap, the three hundred dollar card drained my savings, but it was worth it. Then I drilled a small hole in the wall behind the TV stand in my sister’s room. It went into the upstairs storage closet that no one ever went into. I fed the TV cable through the hole, adding another going up to the TV. Temporarily I just connected them together.
Then I got to hacking. I was pretty good with computers, and with the help of a ton of downloaded code from the net, within a few weeks I had a program that would read in the video, decode it to bitmap frames, and then instantly recode them and send the video on to the monitor. Then I hacked in a custom bitmap for every N number of frames. Watching the feed, I calculated N to be about 80 to be invisible.
I set up the computer in the closet, relaying the video signal. I set it up so I could just bring in a flash drive and update the bitmap list.
Then I got to work on the list of bitmaps.
I scanned in every picture I could find of her, then removed all the backgrounds. Just to test my setup, I started with pasting her head on a model’s body that was similar to hers, from the waste up, wearing only a bra. It was a bit crude, but hopefully that shouldn’t matter. Then I put little balloon messages from the picture, “bras itch”, “I hate bras”, and “Take off bras”. I loaded the three bitmaps and when she was out of her room.
Then I waited.
I didn’t have to wait long. The next day she was shifting uncomfortably all morning as we drove out to grandma’s house. She tried to sit nicely but snuck in a scratch or two while at grandma’s. She scratched constantly on the way home, and immediately ran up to her room. A few minutes later she came back down, obviously not wearing a bra.
I went to my room and got to work on the first stage. I wanted to make sure that she would go to me first. I took her head turned to the side, put it on a model holding up her hand like she was going to whisper something, I put myself next to her, then added several versions with the captions, “I trust Greg”, “Greg solves problems”, “Greg = secrets”, and just for fun I had the model topless and added, “Show Greg my breasts”, and “I like showing Greg”. Since she was still downstairs, I went and loaded the new bitmaps onto the computer. I removed the old ones so there wouldn’t be too many.
It took a little longer this time, two days. She wandered into my bedroom, topless! As I sat there at my desk, jaw dropped, she asked, “Greg, could you help me with a problem I have?”
“Uh, ... sure Sandy!” As the subliminal suggestion had stated, she was enjoying having me stare at her breasts, and I gladly obliged.
She sat on the corner of my bed. “I want to get Frank Yantz to ask me out, but he already has a girlfriend. What should I do?”
Crap! I didn’t want her going out with any guys. I would have to bump things up a notch. “Sandy, just wait a few days, then his girlfriend won’t be important anymore.”
“Okay, if you say so!” She looked much happier as she jumped up and left.
I filled several Kleenexes, then got to work. I did a mock-up of her kissing me, her completely nude of course. Then I did the captions, “I love Greg”, “I want only Greg”, “I love showing Greg my body” and “I ache for Greg”. I added random hearts around the images of the two of us. I took a picture of myself in the mirror, naked, cut it out, and put her in kneeling naked before me with the captions, “I love Greg’s cock”, “Greg is so sexy” and “I need Greg’s dick”. Waiting until she went to the bathroom, I uploaded the new set of bitmaps. There were seven of them, more than any I had done before.
I was in the hall as she went back to her room, smiling and topless. Nice.
This one took two days. When she came out of the bathroom that morning naked, I went over and kissed her. She eagerly kissed me back, tongue and all. I dropped my robe and she immediately fell to her knees, fascinated by my hard cock. She stared at it for a bit, licking her lips a few times, then she scrambled to her feet and ran to her room.
I went to my room and spoiled another couple of handfuls of Kleenex. I went and created a mockup of the two of us in the missionary position with the caption, “I need Greg deep in me”. I also took the one of her kneeling before me, bowed her head a little, and created a few more, “Greg owns my heart”, “Greg is my master”, and “Greg owns my soul”. Next time she left her room, I added the new bitmaps, not removing the old ones.
I let it go. Every morning for the next week she would come out of the bathroom, kneel before me. Soon she was doing it without thinking or hesitation. I would cup her chin, stand her up, kiss her, and send her on her way. I wanted it all to sink in. Saturday, I went to the mall with mom to get some new jeans. When we got home I was shocked to see that Sandy’s friend, Trish, was there. They were in Sandy’s room watching recorded girl shows. Trish was almost as hot as Sandy, Brunette instead of Blonde.
I stood outside the door and listened.
“Wow, Sandy. You sure have a sexy brother! I just can’t get my mind off of him!”
“Yeah I know. I sit here all the time and daydream about him.”
“You are so lucky, you get to show yourself to him and see that wonderful dick!”
“Yeah, I can do that, but he won’t fuck me! I want to so bad it hurts, but all he does is kiss me! I have been lying here rubbing myself raw hoping that he will just come in and bury that wonderful cock deep in me!”
“Ooh, that sounds sooo good. I wish he would do that to me!”
“Trish, stay over tonight and maybe we can figure something out.”
“Okay, that’s a plan.”
I ran back to my room, took a picture of Trish from Facebook, and used it to add a second kneeling girl next to Sandy in one of the pictures. I made it a double balloon, “We love our master” and a second one “Our master owns us”. When they were downstairs getting some snacks, I added the two new bitmaps to the subliminal server.
They were up late, watching chick flick after chick flick. They also watched an entire season of Hannah Montana. At about eleven the next day, I got up and put on my robe. I went to Sandy’s room, opened the door and went in, closing it behind me. The two of them were out cold, sleeping in their nightshirts, sprawled out, heads at the foot of the bed. The TV was still on, repeating the last DVD over and over.
When I turned off the TV, they both slowly woke up. They saw me and scrambled to their knees before me, peeling off their nightshirts and panties. That meant that it had worked! Feeling really daring, I removed my robe so I was before them, my hard cock bobbing in front of their eyes. I asked, “Who do you love?”
In harmony they answered, “We love our master.”
“Who owns you, body and soul?”
“Our master owns us.”
“Trish, get on the bed.” Trish got up and laid back on the bed, spreading her legs like the girl in the picture. She was dripping, she was so horny. Her nips were hard as rock as I pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. I positioned myself and slid in. I was 12, so I was only seven inches long, but she still moaned in pleasure as I slid in. She wasn’t a virgin, so we immediately got to stroking in and out. Soon I was ramming like a pro as we both rapidly built up to climax, coming simultaneously, she arching her back clenching the sheets as I dumped a huge load deep into her. She kept orgasming over and over until she finally passed out.
Sandy watched with an envious expression on her face, with her head bowed. After I pulled out with a “shloop” sound, I cupped her cheek and said, “I will get you later, Trish has to go home, that is why she went first.” Sandy’s face lit up with delight as she nuzzled my hand, staring at my dripping cock. What a change in my obnoxious sister!
I left them there, took my morning shower, and went down for breakfast.
It was half an hour before the two of them came downstairs, faces brightening up when they saw me. I was looking forward to a day of playing with my new toys when mom said, “Greg, don’t forget that you were helping out at the Boy Scout snack bar at the center today.”
As I moaned and said, “Yes, mom,” she went on and said, “And Sandy, you promised to babysit Krista today while her mom goes shopping.”
She gave a “Yes, mom,” as well, knowing not argue with mom. Krista was the girl across the street. She was cute in a way, but hadn’t really filled out much yet. Last time I saw her I noticed that she had great legs, but not even an A cup for breasts. She was blonde like Sandy. I was a little surprised that she even had a babysitter since she was almost my age, only about eight months younger.
Mom drove me over and I worked the stand. Mentally thinking over and over, “I’m not a virgin anymore!” It seemed to make the day brighter somehow.
When I got home at six, Sandy was in the dining room with her school books all laid out, working on some big map that was due that fall. Making sure mom didn’t see, I went up behind Sandy and gave her a big hug, rubbing my hard cock on her ass. She moaned. I left her there and headed upstairs. Sandy had left the TV on, so I went in to her room to turn it off when suddenly there was a naked Krista kneeling in front of me.
She was filled out a little more than I had thought. A nice A cup with beautiful nips worth dreaming of. Her pussy was still bare, maybe with a few blonde hairs. I sighed in resignation. To make sure, I said, “Who owns you?”
“You, my master.”
Damn, she had been watching Sandy’s TV all day. She was completely programmed. “Go lie down on the bed.”
She went over to the bed and laid down like Trish had, her legs spread, pussy dripping. I pulled down my pants and pulled her ass to the bed’s edge. I slid in, hitting her cherry. I thrust hard, burying myself to the hilt. She let out a quiet “ow”, then started moaning as we thrust at each other. She was very tight. I wasn’t sure if it was good or bad that she was so tight, it felt good, but it also hurt a little. Suddenly she grunted, let out a silent scream, then arched her back and came. As her pussy muscles clamped down on my hard wood, I came too, filling her up with baby butter. I left her on the bed and went to clean up myself and the bed.
I went to my room and faked up another couple of pictures with Sandy, me behind her doggie style with the caption, “Fun with Master”; it took a lot of photoshopping, but I eventually had one of her licking my cock which I also labeled, “Fun with Master, Yum!”. I then took the kneeling one and added a new caption, “I love to obey Master”. I quickly went and added the three new snapshots to the server.
Krista was coming around, so I went in and she immediately kneeled before me again. “Thank you, Master Greg.”
“Krista, the rules are that you cannot let anyone know I am your master unless I say so. Do you understand?”
“Yes, master.”
“Now get dressed and watch some more TV until you need to go home.”
“Yes, master.” She pulled on her dress and laid back down on the bed watching TV, furtively watching me out of the corner of her eye.
I squeezed her ass and went downstairs and watched TV myself in the living room.
An hour later Krista’s mom picked her up, she looked completely normal. Sandy went upstairs and started chatting online with Trish. I could just imagine what they were talking about. I couldn’t stand it anymore and went upstairs.
Sandy was on her computer, as I predicted. She was lying in bed, naked, with the wireless keyboard and mouse. She started to get up, but I waved her to stay put, got undressed and climbed in with her. She was on with Trish, so I had them activate their webcams so we could see and talk to each other. Trish kneeled down on the screen as I said, “Let’s have some fun!”
I positioned Sandy on all fours, got behind that beautiful ass, and slid in all the way as she moaned in delight. I had been dreaming of this for years and the reality was even better. The feel of that fantastic pussy rippling along my cock was unbelievable. Needless to say, I didn’t last long, dumping what felt like a quart of cum deep in her slurping pussy. She felt the warm cum in her belly and came too, arching her back, grabbing the sheets, collapsing under me and passing out. On the screen Trish was moaning my name and masturbating, she came simultaneously with Sandy. I collapsed in exhaustion next to Sandy and dozed off.
The next thing I knew there was a fantastic sensation on my cock. Warm and wet. Looking down, Sandy was slowly, but enthusiastically, licking me clean. Trish was watching, she was almost crying as she said, “Damn, I wish I was there!” That was interesting since she hadn’t had the cocksucker programming yet. It wasn’t long before I shot a load into Sandy’s mouth, which she happily swallowed.
Trish reluctantly signed off while I headed for the bathroom. Mom usually checked on us at ten, so we couldn’t play any longer. That night after Mom checked on us, Sandy slipped into my room and into bed. She cuddled up to me and although it was highly erotic, we both fell asleep rapidly.
I awoke to a wonderful feeling again. I just laid there and let her finish my morning blowjob. She made happy noises as she swallowed my load. I had been thinking. As she snuggled up next to my cock, nuzzling it like a kitten, I said, “Sandy, as much as I love my secret girlfriends like you and Trish, you understand that I can’t be seen in public with you, don’t you?”
“Yes, I understand. Just don’t keep me away from this wonderful cock, I will do and say anything you want.”
“I will have to take Krista as my public girlfriend then. Like you, she knows how great my cock is.”
“That is wonderful, Master Greg.” She kissed my growing cock then nuzzled it some more. She sighed contentedly as she rubbed her cheek against my cock. I let her do that for a little while until I couldn’t stand it anymore, I got up, spun her around and slid in. A few strokes later and we both were cumming. She collapsed with all her limbs sprayed out and quivering, I followed her down filling her up. I headed into the bathroom to cleanup. She had recovered and gone to her room by the time I had finished.
I was halfway though my bowl of cereal when she came dashing down. Mom wasn’t in the room, so she came over and gave me a big kiss. She whispered in my ear. “I called Trish and Krista and told them your wonderful plan. They are waiting outside, Master.”
I whispered back, “Great thinking, Sandy.”
She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and said, “Thank you, Master.”
“Now call in the rest of my girls for breakfast, and then we can go talk about things afterward.”
She scurried to the front window, waved the other girls in. We were all finishing off our cereal when mom got back. She raised an eyebrow at Krista, but didn’t say anything as we finished and took off out the door.
We headed into the woods behind Krista’s house. When we got to the clearing in the middle of the woods, all three girls immediately stripped and kneeled before me. I undressed and stood before them, hard as a rock. They couldn’t take their eyes off of my solid cock. Just for fun I flexed it and all three of them bit their lip and shivered. I asked, “Who do you love?”
Ike before, in harmony they answered, “We love our master.”
“Who owns you, body and soul?”
“Our master owns us.”
“Who is your master?”
Trish and Krista said, “You are!” while Sandy said, “You, Greg!”
“Very good!” They beamed with happiness. “Now did Sandy explain my plan?”
“Yes,” they chorused.
“Just to make sure, I love you all, but Trish and Sandy need to be secret girlfriends, while Krista will be my public girlfriend. That is so Trish and Sandy don’t get into trouble and can’t see me anymore. You don’t want that, do you?”
A panicky, “No!” was the response. Even from Krista.
“Since you are all my girls, you are all BFFs, aren’t you?”
“Of course!”
“So give my cock a kiss then turn around and present your beautiful asses to me!”
They immediately leaned forward, kissed my hard dick, the turned around and put their heads between their knees. It was a beautiful sight. All three pussies were dripping and swollen with need. I started on the left with Trish, grabbing her hips and sliding home. After a few thrusts she was orgasming so much that she fell over quivering. I moved to Sandy and slid in. She immediately started orgasming and soon fell over as well. Krista was the only one left. I slowly slid into her warm pussy. After a couple of strokes I moved my hand over and slipped my thumb into her ass. She started orgasming and bouncing all over the place, like a fish out of water. As I came deep in her, she had one final orgasm, arching her back and quivering. She collapsed next to the other two.
This was wonderful. I decided life was perfect when the three of them recovered a little and crawled over to eagerly lick me clean. Just to make sure, I told Sandy that she should have as many sleepovers as possible and invite her BFFs, and to watch a lot of TV.
I should have been more specific, because that evening, there were eight girls at the house for the sleepover; Trish and Krista of course, but it seemed that Sandy had five more BFFs! I couldn’t do anything about it with them there, so I just stuck my head in the door and said something inane so that they all knew who I was, then I went to bed.
The next morning at about ten, I went to Sandy’s room in my robe. Opening the door, they all were asleep, I saw that they had watched the entire second and third seasons of Hannah Montana plus the Movie “Sleepover”. I cleared my throat. Within seconds, I had eight beautiful girls kneeling before me, naked. I asked quietly, “Who do you love?”
They answered, “We love our master.”
“Who owns you, body and soul?”
“Our Master owns us.”
“And who is your master?”
Half of them answered, “Greg” while the other half answered, “You”. I shrugged off my robe. All their eyes were instantly glued to my hard cock. I started with the tall redhead on the far right, “Get on the bed.”
She went to the bed and laid back with her legs spread and her pussy dripping. I stood before her and said, “As you take my cock deep into you, you will know that I am your only love and that you are my property to do with as I please, now and forever.” I positioned myself and slowly slid in. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. I hit bottom and she sighed breathlessly. I asked, “Who is your owner?”
She gasped, “You are!” And then she started orgasming over and over, getting more and more intense, finally tensing up and freezing for a minute before passing out.
I repeated the procedure with the next four new girls, three blondes and a brunette. None of them were virgins. I came deep inside the last one. Sandy, Trish, and Krista were immediately there, licking everything clean. Curious, I asked Sandy how she lost her cherry. She turned red and looked down. “Master, we all lost our cherries to Didi’s mother’s dildo about two years ago.”
“So you have never fucked a guy before me?”
“I don’t think any of us except Trish have, Master.”
“That is good. You girls belong to me now.”
“Yes, Master.”
I turned to Trish. “Who have you been fucking, Trish?”
“My Dad. He makes me screw him once or twice a week.”
“Does your mother know?”
“My mother died when I was born.”
“Do you like fucking him?”
“I love sucking him off, but I don’t like it when he fucks me. He is not nearly as nice as you, and he has a tiny cock. And you own me now, so it is wrong that he is using your property.”
I was surprised to hear a chorus of, “Uh-huh” as the other girls agreed with her. Wow, the conditioning had really sunk into their psyches. “We have a problem, girls. Trish could turn him in, but then she will end up in a foster home. If she doesn’t, then my property is being misused. Also, I especially don’t like my girls to be unhappy.” They all smiled, liking that their master cared.
One of the girls, Angela, said, “My parents are registered Foster parents. If we could somehow get Trish to end up at my house...”
I stroked her cheek and said, “Good thinking.” She wiggled like a puppy in excitement. I thought for a second, “If your mom goes with Trish to the police, I bet they would place her with you.”
They all started murmuring, “Good idea” and “Wow! The Master is smart” and “Perfect”.
I turned to Trish. “Trish, you will go with Angela here and tell her mother what your dad has been doing to you. Remember not to tell them anything about me. Tell Angela’s mom that you want to stay with her. Say that you were talking to Angela and it came up during the party, so you decided to go to the police, but you want someone you know with you. It is only the truth.”
The two of them, without another word, got dressed and left. I asked Sandy, “Have you explained about the GF situation to your BFFs?”
“Yes, we talked about it for hours last night.”
“Good. Now let’s have some fun.” At the keywords, they all looked hungrily at my cock and stuck out their asses. I pulled the brunette, Betty, up, bent her over the bed, and slid home. As I stroked, I said, “Why aren’t you ladies playing with yourself while I do Betty here?” They all immediately started rubbing their clits as they stared at my cock stroking in and out of Betty. Soon the room was full of girls in orgasmic bliss. I sprayed a good load deep into Betty’s wonderful quim as they all moaned. Betty collapsed forward onto the bed. My wet cock slid out with a loud slurp. “Didi, would you please have fun and clean me off?” She eagerly came forward and started licking me clean. Suddenly she stuck her tongue inside the foreskin and ran it around the head. Damn. I was hard as a rock again in no time. I bent Didi over the bed and slid into her. It took a little longer, but the whole room orgasmed again and I spewed everything I had left into Didi as she passed out next to Betty.
I had to get Celia and Lenora, but I was worn out. I had them put the next season of Hannah Montana in, then sat and fingered them while they watched. I avoided watching the TV, instead I closed my eyes and just relaxed. After an hour, I was hard again, so I had Lenora pole sit in my lap. I left a weak deposit in her quim as she orgasmed and nearly passed out. I had Celia sit between my legs and lean back so I could play with her beautiful nips. By halfway through the HM season, I was able to fuck some baby butter into her, completing my collection.
On the bus the next day, I had Krista sit with me. She was in sixth grade while I was in seventh, but we had plenty of time during the day to French a lot and walk around with our hands in each other’s back pockets. We were the ultimate school couple. The teachers and staff rolled their eyes a lot.
Krista had to go straight home after school, and I had a royal case of blue balls, so I headed for Sandy’s room. She was in her room, naked, slowly masturbating while watching TV. She started to get up when I came into the room, but I waved her back. I pulled off my clothes and climbed between those perfect legs and slid home in her dripping pussy. As we slowly made love, she repeated over and over between French kisses, “I love you...” I came, filling her with warm man juice. She felt the warmth in her belly and came herself, clenching her muscles and biting her lip.
A minute later she hugged me tight and started crying. “I love you so much it hurts!” she sobbed. I stroked her hair and did the “Shh...” thing.
I said, “Don’t worry, you belong to me, and I take care of all my property.”
She cried, “Oh, thank you!” and almost orgasmed on the spot. I held her for another minute, then pulled back with a wet “Shloop” sound as my cock slipped free of her pussy. We both giggled.
“Sandy, what’s the word on Angela and Trish?”
“Oh, I was thinking about you so I forgot! It all went as planned. Trish is staying at Angela’s place.”
“Let’s link up and see how they are doing.”
“Good idea Master!” She went over and start the IM program, turning on the webcam. A few seconds later, Trish and Angela were on the screen.
I asked, “How is it going, my ladies?”
Trish said, “Everything is working out as planned, Master. You are so smart.”
Angela said, “We really want to come to you, Master, but we are being watched like a hawk.”
“I understand, we have to wait a few days.” Then I repeated what Sandy had liked so much, “Don’t worry, I take care of all my property.”
They both sniffled. “Thank you, Master!”
“If you need to see me, either call or tell Sandy in school.”
“Yes, Master!”
“Now, let’s disconnect before you get caught. Good night, my ladies.” I hit the Escape button and exited the chat. We chatted with Didi, Betty, Celia, and Lenora. They were all crying, wanting to be with me.
As I went to bed, Sandy slipped in with me. We slowly made love, falling asleep in each other’s arms. The next morning Sandy awoke me with a nice blowjob. Afterwards she snuggled up to my cock, her hair tickling a little.
The next three days were pretty much duplicates. Friday, of course, was a sleepover where all my girls were going to be there, even Trish. I made sure the server was running, adding a new image of several girls kneeling in prayer before me, everyone naked of course, with the caption, “I must pray to Greg” and a second one of a few girls before me saying, “Greg is the only one for me!”. I was afraid that there was getting to be too many images, so I removed the first “I like showing Greg” and “Show Greg my breasts”. I figured “I love showing Greg my body” would take care of those.
All my girls hugged and kissed me when they arrived, but I had them watch several hours of a popular teen movie in Sandy’s room before I joined them.
As they kneeled before me, I stroked their hair and said, “I love all my possessions, especially my girls.” They all purred like kittens and wiggled like puppies. That did interesting things to their tits. I got harder, if possible and my cock jumped, they all licked their lips as it did so.
They were all fourteen with one twelve year old, so they didn’t need much of a shave – yet. Hmmm, maybe a game of spin the bottle, or truth or dare? Yeah. “Hey girls, how about a game of truth or dare?”
They all loved the idea. We sat in a circle on the floor. We were all naked already, so the usual game paradigm of getting people naked was non-existent. I started by randomly asking, “Lenora, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“Who did you like before me?”
She turned red. “I really liked Steve Winchester.” She looked around, “Betty, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“How far did you go with Sam last month?”
She also turned red. “I let him play with my breasts. Didi, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“Where did you learn how to do BJs for those lessons that you gave?” This perked me up.
“Oh, that was nothing. I have been sucking off my brother for years. But he never tried to fuck me.” Hmmm, lucky guy. I decided to let it go. She knew who owned her now.
“Angela, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What’s the furthest you have ever been with a guy, before Master?”
“My uncle Ernesto fingered my pussy last year. Let’s see, who is left? Sandy, Celia, Trish, and Krista. Krista, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“Are you happy?”
“Oh, yes! I didn’t know what to do with my life. Now it is so clear and wonderful. I know I am here to serve Master, and I am happy!” All the girls were muttering and nodding in agreement. Nice. She went on, “Celia, what is the most wonderful thing you have ever done?”
“Oh, that’s easy. The other day when I was cuddling with Master, and then he fucked me.” Again, the girls were nodding in agreement. “Sandy, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What’s the hardest thing you have ever done?”
“Well, it worked out great and I am happy about it now, but the hardest thing was to share Master.” Again with the nods. “Trish, Truth or Dare?”
“Truth.”
“What is your greatest regret?”
“That I didn’t meet Greg when I was ten. All my problems at home would be so different.” All the girls gave her a little hug as she cried. I swept her up into a big hug, whispering, “You are okay. I own you now. You can tell me anything. It will be all right.” She soon calmed down and we sat down again. “Master, Truth or Dare?”
I smiled, “Truth.”
“What is YOUR greatest regret?”
Technically, you aren’t supposed to ask the same question more than once, but what the heck... “That I didn’t own any of you wonderful girls until recently.” That got a round of smiles and sighs. “Betty, Truth or Dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to deep throat me with your hands behind your back.”
Staring at my hard cock, she came over, licked it until it was really moist, then slowly slid down until her nose was in my pubes. It felt wonderful. Then she got up and went back to her place. Now that a dare had been taken, it was dares from now on. In succession I got three more deep throats, two asses, and two doggie style in the ass. The girls all agreed that they liked deep throating me. They also agreed that although it was fun getting ass fucked, they like the normal way better. I had to agree. It was good for the occasional variety, but there was nothing like a good old fashioned one on one, balls deep in a nice pussy.
Saturday, we had company. Unannounced. My aunt stopped by with my ten year old niece, Penny. She was cute and blonde with spectacular legs, but hadn’t filled out yet.
I was forced to sit down and socialize with the big people while my mom sent Penny up to watch TV in Sandy’s room. I tried to get away, but Mom kept me completely shanghaied. We were down there all afternoon. Mom called Penny down for dinner. Penny gave me some strange looks. Mom sent her back upstairs while I had to wait at the table. Finally I was able to get away. I ran upstairs, and with a little trepidation, I went into Sandy’s room. Like Krista before her, she immediately stripped and kneeled before me. I asked, “Who owns you?”
“You do, Master!”
Oh, crap. She was too young to fuck. I unfastened my pants and when she saw my cock she clapped her hands, said, “Oh, goodie!” and started licking it. I laid back against the bed and let her go at it. I was hard, fast. Suddenly I felt something warm around my cock! Looking down I realized she had sat on my cock, spearing it all the way into her. She wasn’t a virgin! I lifted her onto the edge of the bed and began thrusting. Soon I filled her as she squealed and came. She hugged me tight and exclaimed, “I love you, Master!”
“Shh! Keep it down. We can let your mom or aunt find out that you have a new owner. By the way, who was your old owner?”
She was playing with my cock and it was getting hard again. “My next door neighbor, hope he won’t be too mad.”
“You can’t tell him you have a new owner, you just tell him you don’t want to play with him any more. You are to ONLY play with me. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Time to play again.”
She said, “Oh, Goodie!” again. I positioned her and slid in doggie style. We fucked hard and I came, filling her up. She collapsed with a happy squeal.
I sent her back to watching TV and staggered to my bedroom. I woke up hours later, around midnight, as Sandy cuddled up to me. I cuddled back and went back to sleep. The next morning Sandy was still there. I asked her if she wasn’t worried about getting caught in my bed.
“No, mom told me to sleep in your room. Aunt Alice and Penny slept in my room last night. It turned out that Uncle Bob left her yesterday. She watched TV almost all night. She was crying a lot at first, but she stopped and was just lying there watching TV while cuddling with Penny and smiling when I joined you last night.”
Oh shit. At least Aunt Alice was pretty. She was only 26, she had Penny when she was 16. Well, let’s see what the damage is. I got up, took my piss, then went into Sandy’s room. I walked in there naked. In no time I had Alice and Penny both kneeling before me staring at my semi. Sandy came in and joined them. Well, Alice was the only one left to take care of. I told her to get on the bed, and she assumed the position. She was gorgeous, I had wacked off to my Aunt Alice almost as much as my sister over the years. I slid her ass to the edge of the bed, and whispered in her ear, “As you accept my cock into you, you accept me as your master forever, giving more and more of your soul to me as I make love to you.” I rubbed my cock on her furry snatch. “Alice, do you accept me as your master?”
“Oh yes.”
I slid slowly into her dripping pussy. When I bottomed out, I asked, “Who owns your soul?”
“Ai, you do.”
I stroked a few times, “And who am I?”
“You are my Master.”
A few more strokes, “And who do I own?”
“Me!”
“Correct!” I stroked a few more times then came, filling up her quim as she thrashed about in an orgasmic seizure. As she lay there in a daze, I put Penny next to her and fucked her to oblivion as well. I turned the TV back on, then took Sandy’s hand and led her down to breakfast, grabbing a nightshirt for her and a robe for me.
Ten minutes later, Alice and Penny came down wearing two of Sandy’s nightshirts, all smiles. My mom saw them and commented, “Alice, I see you are feeling better.”
“Oh, this morning I am feeling great! Everything is different.”
“That is good to hear. I was a bit worried about you yesterday. You were so upset about Bob.”
“Oh, Bob! I am not worried about him anymore. I had a nice long think last night, with Greg’s help. That rat bastard Bob can go piss up a rope for all I care!”
My mom raised an eyebrow at the profanity. “With Greg’s help, huh?”
“Yes, he had a very interesting perspective on things. It made me feel so wonderful.” She gave me a searing grin.
Mom raised the eyebrow again, but didn’t say anything. Alice and Penny poured each of themselves a bowl of Lucky Charms and started chowing down.
After breakfast, we went back upstairs. As soon as we were in Sandy’s room again all three of them pulled off their nightshirts and fell to their knees before me. So Sandy wouldn’t feel left out, I put her on all fours on the bed and slid into her. As I slowly fucked Sandy, I asked, “Alice, what exactly happed yesterday with Bob?”
“He moved in with his receptionist.”
“So you and Penny are all alone?”
“Yes, Master.”
“You need to get your sister to take you in so you are living here, then sell your house and find another house in this neighborhood. You won’t be alone ever again.”
“Yes, Master. Good plan. Thank You, Master.” She was crying in happiness. Penny exclaimed, “We get to move here to be with Master? Thank you, Master!” She was all grins.
I passed over and came, filling up Sandy. She felt the warm cum in her belly, bit her lip and cried out, “I love you, Master”, then passed out, collapsing on the bed. I told Penny, “Why don’t you have some fun and lick me clean?” She eagerly did so.
I pulled Alice to her feet, then spent a minute Frenching with her and tweaking her beautiful full breasts. I said, “Get something on and go downstairs and talk to your sister about moving into the guest room. Penny will share this room with Sandy. Of course you all will sleep with me for real.”
“Thank you, Master.”
My mom readily agreed that her sister could stay for a while, “until she got back on her feet”. The other seven girls were so dedicated to me that they didn’t even question Alice or Penny, they just kneeled down next to them like good property.
Alice got a good settlement from her husband, but she never moved out. She stayed in the house and paid rent. I used some of the money to rig the TV in Alice’s room, which was a much larger room, and we moved most of our activities in there.
All my girls grew up perfect. They spent every moment keeping themselves beautiful and in shape for their owner. They all went to the local community college and we collectively bought an apartment building down the block. Alice moved in as the official landlord, and all my girls moved into the apartments. I rigged up the building’s cable with resamplers and all my ladies served me. I lived in the penthouse. It was perfect.