As far back as I can remember, Hummm... My first memories perhaps, or would they be relevant considering how sketchy they are, our first memories? We remember, as if from a dream, or was it? As we grow up and take on more responsibilities, we look on them as if they are but fading recollections of a warm and fuzzy dream, of a Utopia lost to the waking world. Where they real, or merely the echoes of what we dreamt. My dilemma, my quandary as to when to start this story. When was the beginning of it?

I will start as so many have done so before me. With my childhood laid bare for the reader but with little of the sugar or spice we tend to embellish such memories with as we grow up. I remember I was five, really when my life truly comes in to focused for me. All before that is Vega and foggy, fleeting and not really firm enough to be significant.

One of my first solid relevant memories, I remember playing out side with a cousin, climbing a woodpile near a fence. It was cold out, the snow falling, we where bundled up like two stuffed dolls, and as kids have want to do giggling and frolicking near danger because it is more fun. I remember she fell off and how I felt so sad and responsible, and scared because I knew Poppa had said we should never play there as the wood could shift, and it did, right out from under Melanie as we where giggling about the climb up. One moment we are laughing giggling horsing around and then she was just gone. I looked down at her as she got up, and we exchanged terrified looks. Then she looked at her arm bent way wrong. The pain hit and she began balling so hard. The next thing I know we are running to our mothers crying, shocked by the sudden turn of events, and dreading the consequences I know would follow. I remember Mamma and Aunty Bee, one of Papa's sisters looking so worried as they got ready to go to the hospital. Giving Johnny and Rosa instructions for us kids. They sent one of the older ones to the docks to fetch Papa and Uncle Robert (my Aunt's husband/Master), to tell them what had happened. Mamma looked at me sadly yet with a touch of anger. I suppose disappointment is to strong a word, and told me to go up to my room and await her return. She told me to not worry about my cousin but for my self, as my own pain should be more important.

I ran up the stairs and I remember seeing the look my older sister Brigit gave me as I passed her coming down. She had heard Mamma and I clearly, recall the look was what I suppose one got before being sent to the gallows. Pity and fear rolled up in a great-fullness that it was not her. I remember this day all the more as when Mamma was leaving to go to the Hospital she'd seen me as I hesitated at the top of the stairs and she yelled up," Go now young lady". That was the first affirmation I'd gotten from any grown up that I was "Growing up" and it signified that my punishment for not listening to the warnings about the wood pile would be fitting for an older child. Oh how I suffered sitting up there alone, listing for the telltale heavy boots of Papa, or the heavy padding of mamma's bare feet as they came to get me. I remember at the time it lasted an eternity. The waiting as I recall it now truly did out do the punishment that came after, for Papa simply took me to the living room, with all of the kids present, explained my crime and reminded us of the outcome of not listening. Then as mama held me he swatted my bare butt with the soft leather lash till it burned. My Brothers and sisters had to sit and watch, they are more use to this then others of non-Libertine siblings but it still bothers us to witness punishment of each other. It was the hardest punishment I'd ever had to that point. It was made all the worse as I could see the disappointment on Mamma's and Papa's face, that I had not listened, and had made it necessary for them to punish me.

Now I make mention of this because it was during this time of my life I began to see how we where different from many others. Notice that Papa did not have to remove my pants or hike up my skirt or even remove my panties before he flogged me? That is because Libertine children from the time they are out of diapers till they are about five years old are allowed to be naked, in Panties, or underwear. After that, till your are on your own you are must be naked at all times unless circumstances dictate other wise. I wanted to be as grown up as I could, and preferred to be naked as often as I could since every one else was. Libertines believe clothing is for keeping you warm, or to protect you from injury, not as common covering to be worn to hide the body. Thus we are naked at all times unless its school, or we are having non-libertine company, or if Mamma and/or Papa tell us other wise. Even Mama and Papa do not like to where clothing unless they need to. So Papa will pick out Mama's clothing for her in the mornings. Only if Papa is gone to sea or does not leave clothing out but she must run to town to do things will she ever pick her own clothing. She will even then make sure what she is wearing will please Papa. Of course during the winter if it cold in the house we are allowed to wear robes to keep from getting sick. Any way, through out all of my stories remember that I may omit things like that, things that to me are common place but to you will seem different.

When I was six though was when I was first given some more grown up responsibility. It was when I was first introduced to the world of the 'fickle gratifications of the flesh'. I had of course seen and even felt the different parts of boys and girls allot by this time, mostly myself, but, as it's not uncommon for a child to see a siblings naked body and want to see and touch them. Well in our society we encourage this as we feel it's better that, then make every one paranoid of what is more natural then almost any thing taught in school. Even as infants we are not discouraged in our explorations of our selves, and others, unless we get to ruff. In most places its almost funny to see a baby grabbing Daddy's nose and pulling, hearing him say "Ow ow ow, no honey let go". Here it's a little different, and not as funny, the voice is usually more strained, desperate and a few octaves higher. Oops, I digressed again. Any way as I was saying.

I remember seeing Nicholas's dick one morning as he was just waking up and going to the bathroom; he had a morning hard on. I'd never seen that before on him, but this morning I just wanted to see more, so I walked up to him before he got to the bathroom and stopped him. I bent over and was looking at it, asking him if it hurt and how it felt. I had taken it in my hand and was fingering the tip when Mamma came up the stairs. I let it go seeing her watching and not wanting to get in trouble, but she told me it was Ok to look, and to touch it to as long as I asked permission from her or Papa first from then on. I apologized and asked but was looking at him, She turned my head back to her with a finger under the chin saying, "no silly girl, as me or Papa not him he is ours and we will decide who touches him ok?" I nodded and asked her. "Go ahead sweetie kneel down in front of him and hold it". Then she told me to ask him what felt good, and how I should handle it, so I did. He told me he liked it rubbed up and down so I was doing so as Mamma explained to us that it was natural for us to be curious about each other's bodies, and want to explore each other and ourselves. He of course liked the attention.

That morning Mamma had me bath him. It was my first time bathing a guy, and Mamma sat and told me what to do, how to wash the balls and dick in such a way so as to give pleasure, and get them completely clean. She told me how some day I would be able to do it faster using my mouth to suck and lick the shaft and balls clean. I was told not to allow him to cum though. I was told what to watch for, as far as being able to tell if my efforts to please where going to be too successful, and why I was not allowed to let them cum with out permission.

In our families cum is never suppose to leave the man or boys body unless it's in to another body, usually a girls. So if Nicolas wanted to cum he would have to ask for permission first. She showed me how to suck and lick to get the best effect (this whole time Nicolas was nearly beside himself with pleasure, though Mama did not acknowledge it, treating him as no more then a teaching insterment) but Mamma said I was not ready to suck yet and neither was Nicolas. I remember pouting saying I thought I was ready. She sternly told me that Papa was the one who would decide when I was ready. That it was his choice not mine who got to receive pleasure from me first, since I was his child.

She then noticed the seamen leaking out of Nicolas's hard dick and down my hand as I was stroking it to get the soap off. I remember asking what it was. Mamma came and sat on the edge of the shower and pulled him to her and stroked him. He responded by making a moaning sound, his breathing changed pitch and his face got all flush like he had bin running. She explained about pre-cum and what it was for as she continued to stroke him. He said he thought he was going to pee, but that it felt really weird and good, and he was suddenly having trouble standing. Mamma stopped, licked the pre-cum from her hands and smiled; she seemed to notice something in the taste and nodded to herself. She told him the feeling was the build up for his first cum. She hugged him and kissed him but not like any other time, now she held the kiss and soon there tongues where touching. I watched amazed and confused. She broke the kiss leaving Nicky sort of stunned and bewildered.

She looked at us both then smiled saying Nicolas was becoming a man now and thus was due more consideration and attention. She kissed my head and said that I should lick my hand clean, as a good girl never wastes cum, and go get ready for the day. I licked the salty clear stuff from my fingers and as Mamma told me to, I thanked him for it, kissed Mamma and left. She called Papa in to the bathroom, and after he entered he shut the door. I now know that she had informed Papa I had almost brought him off, and even swallowed some of his pre-cum, and that he was ready for his first orgasm. Papa had Mamma place a ring on him for the first time that morning (in most places its called a cock ring) to keep him from Cumming. Then Mama licked him clean and he went to get ready for school, while she bathed Papa.

Poor Nicholas would suffer for nearly a week before Mamma announced he was ready to be thought of as a Man. During this time the ring was only removed to allow for hygiene and to keep blood flow up, but if he was not being bathed, and it was off, he had a chastity belt on. Then he was finely given permission by Papa to choose one of the family members whom he wanted to be his first sex partner. He chose Mamma, most boys do choose their mother's though, but I know some choose sisters, some choose brothers or even fathers. That same night was the end of my child hood to; Papa told the family I was no longer a child, but not yet a young women, I was now a fluffer. I would now be allowed to give pleasure by using my mouth and would soon begin training my ass to accept cock up it so I could use it to pleasure men as well. Every one congratulated us both. Then Nicolas took Mamma up to his bed.

Papa had me please him under the watchful eyes of my sisters who coached me through my first, what you call a blowjob, telling me how to keep from choking or gagging, and how we'll swallow all the cum as it shoots out to keep from loosing any of it. I remember I was so nervous; I really wanted to please Papa. I nearly passed out from not breathing through my nose as I was sucking on him. I remember how the first taste was so exhilarating. The salty taste, the smell of his dick as I held it to my face, feeling the warmth of it on my lips, and as I licked the tip to get the little drop of pre-cum that had seeped out under the shudder of excitement that went through me. Looking up at him as my sister explained how Papa liked it done, and seeing how excited I'd made him. Those first few moments where so special to me. I was about to give the Man I loved most in the world the best pleasure I could and it was exciting.

As instructed I licked down along the length to below his balls, then I tried to suck one in to my mouth but it was to big. Papa said it was ok that I'd be able to fit one, perhaps some day even both in to my mouth. Seeing the look of wonder as I studied them he told me what they where and how they worked. As I listened, I realized how important they where, and as I played with them, stroking and fondling, how sensitive they could be, so I licking them clean, as best as I could. I went to work on them with a passion, since I was not able to do it the way my Papa liked it, I was determined to lick them better then any one else.

I remember how when I went to suck his dick in to my mouth for the first time I could barley fit the head in, yet how he would push just a bit some times to make me try harder to take it down my throat, (All men want us all to deep throat them but some times we just can't but we must still try). I would try so hard Papa would have to remind me not to push down so, as to not hit it with my teeth, or hurt my throat. I worked in about half the length at one point, With Rosa coaching me and explaining how to keep my throat open and how to hold my head to allow it to go down the furthest.

Finely after about an hour of stroking and sucking and licking his dick he said I was close, and should swallow it. I was really not to sure how I was going to manage that, (I'd seen my sisters do it, pushing a stiff cock down there throats till the balls hit there chin's, and there noses hit the tummy and all the while swallowing as if trying to get it in to there stomachs), but I know I could not possibly fit Papa in my mouth like that, but with less then a seconds hesitation I tried Driving the shaft down my throat swallowing as it went. As papa grabbed two handfuls of hair and nearly drove the head of his cock down to my stomach He shot several large loads of cum. The first I swallowed with no trouble, the second started to back up, then the last two I just could not manage, it came dribbling out and I choked. His cum went up and out my nose and mouth, tears flowed down my cheeks as I swallowed as hard as I could to even get air, but still he pumped hard down my throat. I flailed as I lost my fight for air; his cum was too thick and was blocking my nose nearly suffocating me. My sisters grabbed my flailing arms soothing me to relax and just swallow a bit more. Then he was finished, four huge spurts of his cum now in my tummy or running down my face and neck. He kissed my forehead as he pulled out of my mouth, softly praising and soothing me. Cradling my head in his arms as I settled down and finished swallowing his cum.

Papa had my sisters come clean us off. Rosa and Brigit began licking it off of my face and neck and chin. Then Brigit took me in to a deep passionate kiss, her tongue licking what remained of Pappas cum out of my mouth and playfully flittering her tongue against mine. As Rosa, now finished with my neck and chest busily began to clean Papa's dick, licking it and sucking it, being gentle to not over excite the tender head. I felt bad that I'd not been able to keep all of Papa's cum in me, as I know I should have. But I bowed my head licking a bit of his cum from my lips then went prone placing his feet to my forehead, "Thank you Master for letting me pleasure you" I said, just as Mamma had told me. He then helped me up on to his lap. His cock was now soft but I sat with it between my thighs looking at the head of it. He lifted my chin gently our lips meeting he kissed me so tenderly and lovingly. I was startled by how my heart fluttered, and my tummy went weird. I Felt so happy and so proud to have pleasured him. I remember how he was so proud of me, and how he praised me and cuddled me all night till I had to go to bed. He said I did so good that Id mad him cum harder then he had in weeks.

I need to clarify some thing here. Libertine women are taught from a vary young age that pride in our selves is vanity, and it is falls pride and punishable. Our greatest pride comes from serving our owners well, and properly. Or pride must only derive from their pride in us. It is ok to ensure your appearance is kept up, and that you look fit and clean, but this is not for our gratification. We do this to show our respect for our owners, since we are there property we should care for our selves as we would any thing ells they owned. They will tell us if or when makeup is needed, and how they want it applied, and from this we learn what is acceptable. They tell us how and when to dress pending on the situations, and this teaches how they like us to look for them and for others, thus what is acceptable to our community. You do not see good libertine girls running around looking like we are from some weird play or movie, or looking like we tried to dress and do our makeup in a dark room while being jostled about like on a ship in a storm. So for me to feel pride at having pleasured him was ok, His pride at my efforts, and his pleasure gave me that pride, and that is the best and only pride I care for or about. Lets be honest, you me any one get more pleasure from the pleasure we give others and we get more pride from the praise of a nether then we do from our own gratification.

I so enjoyed pleasuring him that nigh I felt drunk with pleasure and I remember I dreamt about it and awoke twice wanting to go to him for more. It is the best thing to feel them stiffen up, grunt or quiver grabbing the back of your head, as they shoot there cum down in to your throat. Swallowing as you look up at them, seeing the gratitude and love in their eyes, and the pleasure as it contorts their faces. It is truly empowering to see, to be able to give them that pleasure, and to take there cum in to us is, to Libertine way of thinking, this is our fulfillment of nature's intentions for us as slaves. We are complete in that act, weather its in our mouth and we drink it, in our asses, or the best, in our cunts and perhaps, to be given the best gift of all, our ultimate goal and the sole reason for women to have been placed on this planet, to be given a life to nurture inside us.

I remember how proud I was to have made my Papa so happy, and to have been aloud to drink from him like a big girl, like Mamma, like my sisters. I woke the next morning knowing that for the first time I would be in the line with my sisters as the boys came down to eat breakfast, and was so excited. I remember how I felt so proud when Mamma reminded me that we would be cleaning out my closets and dressers so Papa could choose my new clothing that day and told me to remain naked as a good girl should. That as a fluffier Papa would now decide how he wanted me to dress, as he did Mamma and the other girls. I was on cloud nine all morning and looking back on it now, I know if my little cunt had bin physically able to, I'd have been positively dripping wet with excitement.

I showered with my sisters and helped wash the boys then they dressed, and we went to set up for breakfast. After we had set the table it was time to assume proper posture at the door to the dining room. I knelt down as I'd seen my sisters do so many times before, and possession my knees to shoulder width and made sure my back was strait and my head was up, Mamma had to remind me though not to look a guy in the eyes any more as it was considered vary rude for a good girl to ever meet a man's gaze, unless told to or, unless I was a Mistress. So I knelt there next to my sisters with Mamma behind us, as we waited. She then had to remind me to open my mouth, I was so nervous I'd forgotten that. I was beaming with happiness, (not an easy feat with ones mouth open), as Papa and the boys came down, and commented on how lovely I looked.

Papa let Nicolas go in first since we where so close in age we had always been very close and he knew my mouth still was tender from the workout I'd gotten the night before, so a smaller cock he figured would be better. Nicolas had the choice of any of his sisters as he came in but stopped in front of me. His dick springing up and bouncing in front of me as he anticipated the enjoyment he was about to get.

I took him in to my mouth and saver the taste, and smell, as I sucked on him, yet another dream had come true. I'd always wanted to suck on him as I had seen my sisters and Mamma do to Papa, Jonathan and Alexander. So as I sucked him in I looked up to see if he was as happy. He was also beaming with happiness that we had grown up finally, and even gently stroked my cheek as I bobbed my head up and down the length of his cock as the other girls and Mamma where doing.

He was smaller then Papa was, being a young man still, so he fit perfectly in to my mouth, even down my throat, and I was even able to suck his balls in to my mouth and move them about with my tongue. I began to take the head of his dick in to the back of my throat, to the point I was touching my nose to his tummy, I was soon rewarded by his huffing with excitement as he asked for permission to cum. Papa said ok. So he shoved his dick all the way back of my throat and shot his load down as I swallowed.

I remember he came way less then Papa did and how I was so happy I was able to swallow it all down. I licked him clean, and Mamma checked to be sure I was done and kissed us both. Then She kissed me again but deeply this time, her tongue going in to my mouth as I'd seen her do to my sisters, and brothers and even Papa. As she did this I tasted the thick salty cum she wanted to share, it was one of my other brothers cum she had just ben given. I licked it greedily from her mouth enjoying the taste, but I found it a bit sweeter then Papa's, yet not as thick as Nicolas's. I thought it would all taste the same, so I asked Mamma about it. She explained to me as we ate, that every man's cum tasted a bit different. I said I wanted to taste all the boys cum to see what they all tasted like. They all laughed and Papa said he was sure they would not object, but that I needed to take it easy so as not to get sick.

The rest of the morning I helped clean up the kitchen, then went to see the boys off as they went to work or school, Each one giving me and Mamma deep and loving kisses and hugs as they left. Then when Brigit came down, she hugged me and said good-bye and we giggled at as she licked my nose as she does some times.

Then I remember that Rose came down, She hugged and kissed Mamma, then she lend over and Kissed me deeply and longer then I'd ever been before. She explained as she hugged me close that I was becoming a real pretty girl and how she was happy I was her sister. As our tongues touched in a second kiss she stroked my butt gently then giggled as she left the house for school. I became so aroused by it. She had me so stunned I couldn't move.

I stood staring after her for several seconds after she had gone. Then Mamma came and asked if I was ok. She seen I was out of breath and seemed flustered. So as she checked my forehead for fever I told her what had happened and how it had made me feel all funny inside. She smiled and told me Rosa was a passionate girl and she enjoyed her sensuality a lot and loved to inspire it in others.

She told me that considering how close we where she was sure that as I grew up she would have to keep her eye on us to be sure we didn't do any thing without Papa's permission. She was joking though and patted my head lovingly as she led me to our chores. But I was confused and wondered what two girls could possibly do together that Papa would need to approve? I knew what boys and girls did and had even seen it a few times, and that was great, but I did not see how two girls could possibly accomplish that as neither had dicks, unless they used the rubber ones I'd seen used in the basement during training sessions. I pondered it for most of the day as I helped Mamma with the stuff around the house.

As noon gave way to late afternoon and we had gone to sit in the living room after lunch, I asked Mamma to clarify for me how two girls could possibly pleasure each other since neither one had a dick. I was sitting on the floor in front of her and she had ben brushing my hair, now she stopped and set the brush down. Then had me turn around to face her.

Papa had not told Mamma she had to dress that day, and since we where not going out, neither where we expecting any company over she was dressed in her house coat only, she opened here legs up as I turned and had me open her pussy lips so I could look in to the folds. I did this noticing the smell and the softness of her cunt and the fact that she had hair down there, and feeling like I wanted to kiss it. She explained what the parts where and why mine looked different and was not able to open as hers was doing. I let go of the lips and was intrigued by how the inner lips opened up. She said it was due to my touching them and that was how a women's cunt showed it was getting excited. Like a guys dick gets hard a women's cunt has a smaller version of it (she showed me how to expose her clit and showed it to me, a slight shiver going through her as I did so). You see ours is smaller, and also when excited our pussy lips open up to show the man the prize hidden within. She had me touch, and stroke it, she was getting wet, I got some of her juice on my finger and instinctively stuck it in my mouth. She watched me, a look I did not understand came to her face, I know now that I had turned her on as I sucked her juice off my finger. She told me to use my tongue on her clit, and what to do with the lips to stimulate them and keep them out of my way as I was fingering her hole.

I began working first two then three fingers in to her and was amazed at how wet she got, and how much I enjoyed the taste of her. I lapped at her cunt with my little tong with a greedy intent. She was squirming about and moaning now as I ate her. I could see the pleasure building and was sure she would soon burst like Papa and was afraid I would miss some of the juice so I clamped down on her clit and sucked as hard as I could. The effect was that she grabbed my head yelling my name, and several other things all tangled together so that I did not understand her, and while holding my head pushed her hips up off the cushion and drove me mouth on to her clit as she orgasmed hard. Smearing her juices around my nose and mouth. After the final shuddering and quivers subsided she held me on her lap kissing me deeply and licking my mouth clean. We kissed and fondled one another as women are inclined to do after sex. She began to play with my nipples, this was a new experience to me, and the sensations it gave me where so enjoyable. I was again in heaven, raped in the loving embrace of the women that meant the most to me, and sharing such tender loving affections.

I spent the afternoon bringing Mamma off several times by licking her and fingering her cunt, even at one point being shown how to fisting her to a vary powerful orgasm. I was amazed by how much she enjoyed it, and wanted to feel it to. I nearly cried when she told me I was still not able and she showed me how my pussy could not open and make juice to allow things in. She told me she would tell me when I was ready, and when the time came I'd have a big party, and every one we knew would be invited over to celebrate my becoming a bitch like Rosa and Brigit. I was so mad, but mamma said that when I got a bit older Papa would teach me to use my butt as a pussy, and that some times a girl could feel vary good and some, though very few would even cum from being fucked in this way. So perhaps I'd be one of the lucky ones.

I was a bit confused as to why he would stick it in my butt. She told me that men used our asses for pleasure some times to make sure we did not get pregnant or when we where on our period. Now days with the advanced birth control this is not as big an issue, they can stop a girl from having periods, and children (yet she will be back to normal with in a month of being taken off it). Id seen Papa and Jonathan using Mama, Rosa and even Brigit like this some times but never really thought about it. I asked if it hurt and how it would feel. She told me I would be fitted with a special plug soon that would let me still go to the bathroom but would be slowly expand inside my opening to stretch me out so a dick could enter with no more pain then a finger going in. It would still hurt a little when they went in to deep and hit things up inside me, but I would stretch inside eventually and they would try to be careful to not do it. I was enthralled thinking about feeling hot cum being shot up inside me. We cuddled on the couch, I continued to finger her and lick the juice off till it was time for Rosa to come home, Birgit was going to be late as she was going to piano lessens next door after school.

When Rosa walked in she started to say hi but stopped at the living room door and sniffed, She had disrobed and had her cloths and books where in her arms as she was about to go up to our room to put them away and get ready to do home work or chores. I was just coming from the kitchen, as she smelled the air, smelling at me she called out to Mother to ask if Papa had come home early that she smelled sex. Mamma giggled "No He has the boys at the boat painting today." then she told her how we'd spent the afternoon, and said that since most of the chores had bin finished already, that we had time for me to demonstrate for them all I had learned that day. Rosa looked at me nodding with approval, and held my hands telling me how happy she was and how I was growing so fast. She did not know that I was instructed by Mama earlier what I was to do and how. She wanted me to give Rosa pleasure when she got home but I was not to make her cum. I did not question this as it was common but knew something was up due to a phone call that had come earlier as I was making the beds. I knew Mama was a bit disappointed at something.

I could tell Rosa was happy we would be spending time with Mama pleasuring each other (For us this is quality time and beets the heck out of cards or watching TV.) She knelt down and kissed me tenderly and asked if I'd liked the taste of pussy. I nodded and blushing told her I wanted to give her an orgasm to so I could taste her to. She kissed me and let me lead her to the couch where I had here sit. I knelt down before her, taking her folded school cloths and books from her and set them aside. I then had her lye back and spread her legs. I slowly ran my hands along her thighs and kissed and licked my way up. This was obviously a shock to her, that I knew to go slow and pleasure by kissing and caressing, pleasant but surprising from the look on her face. Her eyes where wide with a mix of pleasure and surprise at first but soon she was cooing softly, laying back eyes silted in the pleasure of the moment, then her face was going flush with the first waves of lust. I made it to her crotch and gently rubbed her clit, smiling up at her as she stroked my hear. Her eyes showed the love and passion I enjoyed seeing, and I basked in it.

I began to gently tongue her outer lips first as Mama had shown me, this had the desired effect and soon her lips opened to me. I stopped briefly to look at her young opened cunt. It was so pink and her lips where not big like mammas and I liked the look of it, I told her I hoped mine would look as nice, she giggled thanking me stroking my cheek. I could see how it opened up to reveal the waiting hole, now easily gotten to by a dick or tongue. A little juice began pooling at the opening that I licked up. Then I begin to pleasure her again, running my tongue up and down the inside of her lips; I could smell her sent and was nearly drink with the odd feelings. I told her how I felt and she sed it was normal that her pussy was emitting heavy doses of stuff that made people feel giddy and light headed to enhance sex, she called them pheromones, all I knew was I was liking it a lot.

About this time Brigit came in carrying her clothing and books, and seeing us she started to ask what we where up to and whether Mamma had given us permission, and if so would she be joining in? We just smiled and shrugged. Mamma called to her to come and talk to her before we could answer though. I could tell Brigit was getting excited wondering if we where all going to be doing some training, with me, for the first time, and she ran off to the kitchen to see what Mamma had planned.

I began to rub Rosa gently in her slit then ran my tongue up and down her clit. Then as her bud grew I began to suck on it, and alternately lick up and down dipping my tongue in to her hole. Soon she was grinding my face in to her cunt, her hips swaying back and forth and moaning and telling me how good I was doing.

Before to long she arched her back I could tell she was about to cum but she pushing me away reluctantly. "O my you are so good honey, but stop for a second, Mamma, Um, Mistress may I cum please or would you have me wait for you and Brigit"? Mama called out to wait a second as she kissed Brigit patting her on her but sending her up to our room. She told her to do her homework first and she would be called out when it was time for chores. Brigit smiled at the pat on her butt and giggled blowing Rosa and me a kiss as she went up stairs.

Mamma came in and leaned Rosa up and shifted here so when she sat down on the couch, she had Rosas head on her lap. Mama was carrying a weird rubber plug thing and a chastity belt and Rosa suddenly got a worried look on here face, though still terribly excited. She tried to sit up and look at mama but Mamma pushed her down gently shaking here head. "Hold on darling stay down I will just sit with your lovely head on my lap while we talk". Mama stroked her hair and instructed me to play with her some more. Rosa turned to kiss her tummy and asked what she had done to deserve chastity.

Mamma just looked down at her while gently running her hand, though Rose's hair saying, "She's a good little fluffier isn't she?" Such a talented little tongue she has, and I was so happy till just a bit ago". As she was saying this she Had me stop playing with her cunt and concentrate on her butt, then she began to wet the plug in my sister's cunt with one hand, and softly stroked my cheek with the other, telling me to lick around the hole as she pushed the plug in. Rosa moaned as it went in and as it stretched her hole I could see Rosa strain and her fingers needed the couch cushions, and she gritted her teeth and moaned against the pain and pleasure of it's entrance. She gasped as the widest part finely settled in all the way, and her cunt closed around the thinner base of the thing her mussels clamped down pulling it in tight before my eyes. Mamma wiggled it around a bit as they kissed, then as I licked Rosas puffy cunt outer lips Mamma rubbed her hard clit further driving my sister toward release.

For my part I was fingering her ass hole with first two then three fingers, soaked in Roses own juices that now flowed in a trickle and covered my face. I licked around her ass and the area between the two holes. I would give little nips to this area some times as I could see it made her react well. And as I worked my fingers in and out of her ass I noticed a bit of froth developing, I licked this up and savored the moan it got from Mama who was obviously enjoying the show. I grind at her happy she was pleased by my efforts. Soon I had all three fingers pumping in and out hard. Rosa was moaning and squirming with each thrust. I was liking the effect and knew that Mama was pleased by how her pussy was also opening up. But I dared not touch it with out permission though I wanted to.

I watched them as I continued to lick her pussy and ass, Looking up the length of my sister's naked body. I studied the curves of her hips, tummy and breasts and wishing my body looked as good. Mamma told me to clean her up real well. While I did Mamma stroked Rosa's breasts and twisted and pinched here nipples, giving both pleasure and pain to both of them. Then after the nipples where really hard she sucked on them each for a bit. By now Poor Rosa was besides her self with ecstasy and begging with her eyes for permission to cum. Finely Rosa was quivering on the edge of an orgasm so in a whispered with a harsh and cracking voice pleading, "Please Mistress Please may I cum?"

Mamma looked at me as I sat up. "Are you finished licking all her juice up then my pet"? I nodded pulling a hair from my mouth and savoring the taste of my sister's juices. "Ok you may go up stairs now and run a bath, then you will wait for your sister to join you so you can wash her, then she will wash you, you are covered in sex. Now off you go". As I left Mamma pinched my butt and the pain was at once shocking I jumped and yelped, yet mixed with how I felt already it also felt good. As I walked to the stairs I herd her talking to Rosa, she said she was not giving her permission to cum, that she would have to beg her Master for permission, and he may not allow it either. She explained that her school had called just before she arrived home, and informed Mamma that Rosa's grades at school had bin getting worse. That was all I heard before I went up the stairs but I knew by the tone of Mamas voice and the fear in Rosas eyes this was serious.

When Rosa came up she looked absolutely pathetic. Her lower parts covered now by the chastity belt and inexcusable, with the plug snug in her wet and very unhappily aroused cunt. I could tell even walking was making her uncomfortable. She was crying from the frustration of it and from her being punished, and I felt sorry for her, yet envious to of her maturity. I wished dearly to feel my pussy reacting and opening, getting wet and being teased or fucked. I swear even to this day I felt hallow in side, incomplete down there, as if my pussy knew something was missing. Although I was too young to really understand what I was feeling or how to begin to articulate it. On some level my body knew what it needed to feel complete. (A dick) This would get me in to some real trouble when I was older but that is another story for later.

She and I climbed in to the bath water and I settled in behind her. At first I was not sure what to say as she cried. I simply washed her back and began to rub her down As Mama had begun teaching me to do. Finley I sed "I'm sorry bitch, I didn't know Mamma was going to do this to you." She thanked me silently by patting my hand and nodding. When she finally was able to control her sobbing and relax a little she took a deep breath and was finally able to speak.

"I know fluffier its ok, you where doing as you where told, and you used my title well, and at the right time to. Thank you". It is sweet of you to remember to address me as Bitch. Some day you will finely be a bitch to, and every time some one uses that title you will be so glad, remembering all this time you are suffering now, wanting it". She kissed my hand as I washed her neck. "But you did say some thing wrong just now, and I don't want you to be punished for doing it again later so remember this, when 'Mamma' or 'Papa' punishes us, or they are teaching us, they are not addressed as 'Mamma' or 'Papa' then, they are our 'Mistress' and 'Master', Ok"? "Also, Never apologize for doing anything you are told to by Master or Mistress. You are honoring them by obeying without question, and me by doing so without pity. I do not deserve it, nor do I want it at that time, as it makes my shame all the worse. I did wrong and having you witness my punishment is bad enough without you pitying me too. But", She held a finger over my lips stopping me from apologizing again, "I understand you don't intend to be mean, and are you truly sad for me. This is my frustration, anger, and hurt feelings talking and I am merely trying to instruct you not chastise you sweaty".

You are just learning most of this sister, just beginning to understand more of what you see and here that's been going on around you. I'm sure you are starting to feel the first urges from your body to, longing to be more involved and grown up. I see how you admire my body and how you look at your self. Don't rush it sis, you are at a good age now. Now you are able to pleasure others, yet not totally responsible for your own actions yet. You are learning and it's expected you will make mistakes, so your punishments are not nearly as harsh as they could be. Master and Mistress do not expect you to be as attentive and mindful of rules or responsibilities as they expect from us. Mistress may seem to be treating me harshly but I know that I am not being treated any less harshly then any other proper bitch would be in this same situation and I do not deserve to be. As Mamma was treated when she was a bitch my age so I should be treated. I must trust Mistress to know what she is doing and not allow my pride or fear to make me forget my place in this family. What is that look for sweaty are you confused?" I nodded, and asked her how she knew when to refer to Papa and Mama as 'Master' or 'Mistress'?

She explained that in the normal every day running of the family or doing family chores or daily stuff they are Mamma and Papa as normal, but when they are punishing us our teaching us the lessons of our Libertine heritage, they are then referred to as Master and Mistress They own us, we are there's, as if property, for without them we would not even exist. The title Master is used for any Man who makes a child, and Mistress for any women who gives life to it. She told me that from now on, any man I talked to that was not a relative is referred to as Sir; this is to show my respect for them as a man. So, for instance the man that does the plumbing and other odd jobs when Papa is away at sea, is not just Fred any more to you now, Now you will call him ONLY Sir. You may not use his name unless he says you may do so. Do you understand me? I nodded affirmative, but I still wondered, or rather worried, what would happen if I forgot, She said that I'd have to be Gagged for a day if I did forget. Oh don't worry sis, Mistress will not be harsh with you, nor upset or disappointed, we all forget and must be corrected and reminded. She knows you will forget, as she did, as I have, and as all girls do.

Next she said I was not allowed to talk to any man unless he addressed me first or unless it was necessary to complete a task or chore. A female of proper Libertine upbringing was to be seen not heard, to speak out of turn for any reason to a man, would also get me gagged for a day. A side note about the gags used by our family, they are not just the ball with the hole, most people think of, but also falic shaped and many sizes and shapes. Some are rings used to hold your mouth open and some are just clothe. Some meant hurt a bit, and some hurt a lot, some not at all. It is all depending on what the Master or Mistress of the offending female thinks is a good fit for his/her mood and the offense. I've seen many types used for many occasions and even had a small falic gag used on me when Mamma punished me for being to loud and having a fit in a store at not getting a piece of candy. So I knew what she was talking about when she mentioned being gagged.

She continued, telling me I should never forget to be naked, unless told otherwise, a females body should never be covered but enjoyed by her owner when and how he chose to, and clothing was a product of false vanity and could get in the way. If I forgot this or did it wrong I'd could be flogged. This was a word I knew well and did not want that ever. The floggers we had ranged in size and make to vary the pain or the pleasure they could inflict as well as how they where used, Some where made to be used on specific parts of male or female bodies. I'd seen the effects they could have but to this point, I'd only seen it not felt it. I asked her what I should do if a boys thing got hard from looking at me, that I felt funny when it happened, sort of embarrassed. Yes, a Man or a boy will sometimes get hard looking at us. Then you should first defer to your Master, or Mistress for what they want you to do. If they nod and open there mouth then you must offer to service the Man/boy who you excited. However if they just nod you are ok to just thank the Man/boy for their compliment. I admire there penis, and always say something flattering to them, like 'your balls are so big, Sir', or 'Sir I am flattered to have given you such Large enjoyment', or 'you flatter this bitch and honor her owners'. Just some suggestions, be creative and be honest, even if it's a tiny thing and his balls are nearly nonexistent you must find something good. There is always something good to be seen, shape, width, perhaps he is handsome and a beautiful Man/boy but hung small then you complement his looks.

Next she told me I was Never allowed to let any one touch me below the waist, not even myself, Especially your self. While self-gratification is ok, remember your body is Master's and Mistress's property so, just as you know Mama would let you use her hairbrush you still ask first, not to would be rude and deserving of punishment. Oh sis, never cum without my Master or Mistress permission not even if they are the ones pleasuring you. To break that rule,.. She hesitated in telling me what the punishment was at first but then said simply that being flogged 400 times at least, and in traction for a night and chastity for a month would be the nice punishment the other one is well, I can't tell you, sorry, just don't ever do it. (Looking back on that, I wish she had tried to explain it to me, it may have saved me a lot of pain and embarrassment later in life).

Then she told me that for everything Master or Mistress do to us, while teaching us, or punishing us, we need to thank them for what they did. She explained that we always say thank you after every lesson or punishment to show our gratitude for being taught by them. If they must whip you for something, then when they are finished and as they let you go you should assume proper posture and say "Thank you Master, or Mistress for that lesson, or for correcting my behavior" do you see what I mean? I nodded yes; I'd seen my siblings do this before my only worry was, what posture met so I asked.

Now Rosa continued to say, some things to remember about posturing. Our postures are the positions we use to show our respect and/or submission, depending on what we are trying to show and the circumstances. Remember the position you take when we greet the Men and boys. I nodded, grinning as I thought about that. Good, she said, that is a regular Greeting posture, and the one we use most, it is the base form for most of all the others, but tonight you will see me with my arms behind my back and head down. She showed me kneeling as we did but the difference was how she grabbed her elbows behind the back and she kept her head down looking at her lap or the floor with her mouth shut rather then open. This, she explained, will show I know I have made a mistake and await punishment. Having my arms back allows Master or Mistress to tie them up if they wish to. You will learn others as you go. As a fluffier though you only need to work on the greeting posture and perhaps the submission posture, but don't worry now, just watch and you will see and learn them all.

She also told me that now that I was no longer a child I needed to know some other new things to, like, "we are Never allowed to say the word "no" for any reason". I looked at her funny as she turned to me. "That's silly", I said, giggling. "Why can't we say no?" She pinched my lips shut hard enough to show she was serious and I needed to listen, then She turned around, as I'd finished washing her back and to be able to look at me face to face. She held my hands and looked me in the eyes, for emphasis scrunching down to my eye level. "Fluffier, Sweaty, you know I love you, you're my little sister, so listen to me. Listen to me vary carefully, you may never use that word again, not ever. 'No', is a word women are never allowed to use, and if you do you will be punished harshly by Master, ok? And not like I'm getting, but like he does down in the dungeon, ok?" I nodded and continued to wash her front since she had turned. As I stroked here breasts I could see it was making here excited again and I sort of liked it. She seen the grin and tickled my ribs saying as she did "Oh Ya laugh it up now, one day you will get punished with chastity and I will get you back." I giggled as she said it, then as she folded me up in to her arms we kissed. She apologized for not being able to cum for me, but said I'd eaten her cunt really good as soon as Mistress or Master said I could, and she was vary pleased. I thanked her and we kissed again before we switched and she washed me.

After we finished Mama had Rosa doing her homework and Brigit was called down from our room. I was sitting in the living room, Mama was drying my hair off and was talking to me about the things Id learned that day. I was asking questions about the hows, and whys of sex as Brigit came in to the living room. Brigit went in to posture at the door having bin called down by mama she needed to wait for Mama to finish talking to me before she would be addressed. She knelt at the doorway, legs spread to shoulder width arms at her sides with her palms open and facing up on her lap. She sat listening to us talk for about min, then Mama Had her lay down on the floor in front of me with her head away from me and her legs spared wide, and told her to show me how to masturbate. She asked if she would be able to cum and Mama told her that she was to let me finish her off not to cum till I was doing it for her. She stuck a finger in to her mouth wetting it, as Mama told me that helped to make it feel good till my pussy made its own juice, Then as Brigit began to apply her finger to her clit Mama explained what she was doing, how every girl had to do it a bit differently as all our cunts where a little different, and we needed to fiend out what felt good. I was enthrall watching my sisters working her fingers and playing with her nipples and budding breasts. I so wanted to feel it all for my self but knew my pussy was not able to yet. Then a question came to mind.

Mama, I stopped speaking, seeing the slight shake of Brigit's head, her eyes darting a pensive glance to Mama, I peeked over my shoulder to see Mama, Her chin resting on my shoulder looking at me like she was waiting for some thing and was expecting me to know what. O, I'm sorry Mistress forgive me. She smiled and nodded and told me to ask what I was going to. Mistress, Do I have to ask every time before I can pleasure my self? She nodded saying, Yes you do my sweet, that cute little body is Papas and mine, we made you we gave you life so its is not yours to just do with as you pleas. Yes you must ask and we will likely say ok, but that does not mean you can cum, you want that you must ask before you do, she nodded at Brigit whose hips where now lifting of the floor a bit meeting the thrusts of her own fingers as she alternated between stuffing fingers in to her hole and rubbing her clit, some times both. She was flush, panting, and moaning and I could here the wet squishy sound as she drove her fingers in and out. See how your sister is alternating the sensations, she even pinches her clit some times hard, and see how she will pull and twist her nipples? There, see the red marks of her scratching at her own chest, Pain and pleasure are so close to being one in the same that as you reach the height of pleasure one just makes the other feel all the better.

I could see Brigit was getting close now, She looked to Mistress and asked in a hesitant husky whisper if she could cum. Mistress told her no, not just yet I'm not finished with the fluffers lesson keep pleasuring your cunt bitch and I will send her to you when I'm ready for you to cum. Brigit's was soon back at it, though now doing it a bit differently, using more pinching and scratching, Mistress sed it was to keep the pleasure at its peek but to keep the immanent orgasm at bay. She told me that I must master how my body, be able to read it and control it. Mistress was now wet again to, and was rubbing her own clit gently, as she playfully gave me a wet finger to lick off and I sucked it and licked it clean. Then she wet it again making it almost drip and reached around rubbing up my slit, giving my clit a little rub to. I wet up on tiptoes and sank back in to her gasping at the sudden flash of feeling Id never had before. It almost scared me, like electricity shooting from my clit and up my spine. My tummy got a worm feeling and a feeling like tickles in side me started inside my pussy and spread up to my nipples and down to my toes. I opened my legs holding my Mistress wrist as she gently massaged my clit. Brigit, watching this was moaning so loud now trying so hard not to cum.

Finley Mistress stopped having me turn round to face her, she kissed my lips, cradling my head in her hands. We held the kiss for a moment or two then she bent down to inspected my pussy, she opened the outer lips up and I felt her touching my clit, again It sent a shock threw me that made Mistress smile. Humm my pet you have a sensitive little button here. It seems ok and healthy and very cute. I'm sure it will give abundant pleasure. She cupped my cunt in her hand and kissed me again. But this time she nearly lifted me off the floor with her hand on my pussy. I gasped at the pain and the pleasure it brought. Then she told me to finish of Brigit before her she lost control. I went to lie down between my sister's legs, and began to lick her cunt. I did not have to but touch my tongue to her inflamed clit and she shoved her cunt up to my mouth screaming out her thanks to Mistress for release and cumming in to my face, her hips pumping up in to my face so hard I was afraid I'd hurt her. I lapped at her soaked pussy enjoying yet a nether new taste from my mistress and Rosa. She was sweeter with a touch more salty taste, for her part Brigit came so hard she nearly went horse yelling in pleasure. Mistress had me suck some of her in but told me to not swallow, then she raped me in an embrace, or mouths meeting, her tongue entering my mouth and taking my sisters cum in to her own. We held our kiss for several moments; my heart was beating so hard I thought it would burst.

Brigit then came up behind me, also holding me close. She pressed her body against mine, I could feel her hard nipples and budding breasts sticking against my flesh, and smell her sex. She whispered in to my ear, thanking me for the pleasure I gave her, and nibbling my ear and neck, giving me little love nips and playing with my now erect and quite sensitive nipples. I shudder and Mama, seeing my excitement leaned over, suckling on one of them, I nearly swooned as she did this. My legs shook and I had to lean back in to my sister's embrace. Brigit gently caressed and kissed me, all the while watching Mama suck on my nipples. I was so confused by all these new sensations and feelings I had now words to describe, the whole thing overwhelmed me so I wept. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I shudder in total bewilderment at the intense feelings rushing though me. Mama stopped then, she kissed my face and smiled reassuringly and sed, "its ok little fluffer we all feel this its called ecstasy, the height of pleasure before the release of orgasm, enjoy this feeling always my pet every time embrace it, let it wash over you and make it last as long as you can, While the finishing is absolute heaven, it's the getting there that makes it all the more enchanting.

Brigit was now allowed to go and bath and then we went to making dinner. Rosa was called down when a bit later and while dinner was cooking, and Mama was making salad we where given free time, I sat playing a game with Rosa and watching TV as Brigit talked with a friend on the phone. When Papa and the boys got home I knew between all Id learned, Rosa's trouble, and Mama being so horny she could barley concentrate to cook, that this evening was going to be an evening different from any Id ever experienced. I was now really looking forward to the boys return home. Rosa wasn't as uncomfortable but you could tell she would have mounted a fence post for relief if given the option. For my part I had every intention of asking for permission to try to masturbate that night. I was sure Papa and Mama would say yes and Id try and nothing would come of it, but I was determined to try. I talked to my sisters about it though, and they convinced me it would be useless to try and that mama would place me in a chastity belt if she thought I was not going to listen. By now mama was listening and we told her, she explained to me that even to try would just make me red and sore and hurting my self would be bad. She made it clear that my cunt was not a toy to play with, not mine any ways, and that if I hurt it Her and Papa would be disappointed and I would have to punished. She also told me that if I did not listen she would know because my pussy would show that it was used. I told her I would not try it and assured her I did not want to be punished or to disappoint her or Papa.

I hope you enjoyed this part as much as I did righting it, and as much as I'm sure my soon to be sister-in-law's father did correcting a lot of it, (remember this is a new language for me, and neither of us are good at spelling) We will continue to bring you more as fast as we can. To this point I'm vary young, 6. Currently though I'm 19, have bin given to my new Master, three month ago, he has given me his mark (some say collard or branded, I will go in to this later in the stories) and his child grows inside me. Soon I will be a Mistress, so as you see, this series could be long. My hope with this part is you are seeing how we live, How our training begins, how we as children are just more open and free to express how we feel and what we want. We are not so different other wise, all children start out as physically inquisitive, touching, feeling, smelling, and seeing is to them as exciting and titillating as sex is to many, and this includes there genital areas. Sadly that is so taboo that they soon are afraid to speak about it or let others know how things feel out for fear of being ostracized, thought of as sick, or dangerous. Iv tried to only show the stuff that is relevant, and not to get political or ramble. I want to inform and explain while not making the story to dry. I hope I am succeeding. Master Kojote (he is not a Libertine Master in the true sense but, he is learning to be, and being he is the father of the women that will be Mistress to my brother Alexander's children, I call him this in respect, rather then just the standard Sir I give to all other men in respect), He can be contacted though this web page with further questions or comments and he will forward them to me. I'm sure there are plenty, whether just about posturing or training, or just to say you like the story or don't and wish to share why.