The rest of the week was rather anticlimactic, although someone finally figured out that Bonnie and Della were in Jake's harem, a fact that some viewed with shock and even disgust. Others found the idea titillating, and Jake had several request to join in their extra curricular activities.

Kathy, whom he was still on friendly terms with, approached him after school on Friday. She asked point blank if he was fucking his sisters. His silence made her nod and she leaned closer.

"Jake, I'm not looking for a spot as a concubine. I'm a sponsor too, but the thought of you nailing your sisters makes me wet. I would love to see that sometime, if you don't mind." She kissed Jake on the lips, a quick fierce kiss, and walked away.

"What was that all about?" Jasmine asked as Jake climbed into the Jeep. Lana was driving the Mustang, Kimmy was in the passenger seat and Bonnie and Della were in the back. Jake told her what the cheerleader had said and Jasmine chuckled.

"I don't blame her; it is kind of kinky watching the three of you. I mean, it's SOOO wrong, but it's so right too." Jake nodded. He found it a little kinky himself, although the novelty was wearing off. He thought of them more as lovers now than as siblings, treating them the same as the other members of his harem.

"Jasmine, I told the others we would be a little late getting home. I've got to pick up a package," he said. She nodded, and eyed him curiously when he turned into the parking lot for an adult novelty store.

"You're picking up a package here?" she asked. When he climbed out she followed, chewing her lip nervously. She followed Jake into the store, looking around shyly while he went to the service desk. The clerk obviously recognized him and reached under the counter, bringing out a large box.

Jake checked the contents, which Jasmine couldn't see from where she was looking in disbelief as an array of whips, chains, and paddles. She was finger a wide leather paddle when Jake came up behind her.

"See anything you like," he asked her softly. She shook her head but continued to look at the paddle.

"Not for me, but I was thinking of Della. You've not given her what she craves in a while, and with this, well, anyone of us could..." She broke off, blushing a little.

"Oh, does the thought of spanking my sister's ass with that turn you on?" Jake asked quietly. Jasmine looked around nervously before nodding. "Here, take this," Jake said, handing her the box. "Don't peek. Take it out to the jeep and wait for me."

Jake waited until Jasmine was outside before making his selections. His choices even raised the eyebrow of the jaded clerk behind the counter.

"Got a wild weekend planned?" the man asked as he rang up Jake's purchases. Jake smiled, handing the man his credit card. The man never even asked for ID, just swiped it and handed the card back. Jake struggled out the door, his hands full of plain brown shopping bags.

Jasmine couldn't hide her curiosity, but Jake just ignored her pointed looks. He drove home in silence, shaking his head every time she started to speak. It became kind of a silly game, and they were both giggling when he finally pulled into the drive.

Jake carried his purchases upstairs, pointedly telling all questioners it was none of their business. His girls remembered the last time they had pushed him too far and quickly dropped the subject. Elle arrived, kids in tow, and they joined the boisterous bunch of rug rats in the basement.

As soon as supper was over, and the cleanup taken care of, Jake called his concubines together.

"I want all of you in my room in one hour, showered, shaved, and ready for anything. You will be kneeling on the floor, facing away from the door, in a line. Any questions?" When none were asked he sent them off, and then sought out his mother.

He found her in the basement, talking with Sara. The girl was softly weeping about something, and Jake started to leave. Judy motioned him over, and he sat down on the couch across from them.

"Jake, Sara said she ran into her ex while out shopping today. He threatened her and then tried to drag her to his car. Will you keep an eye out for anyone nosing around? She said she doesn't think he followed her home, but she's worried he'll grab her and she won't get to go with us."

"Sara, listen to me," Jake said, leaning in to lift the sobbing girl's chin. "Mom promised to take care of you, and that means the rest of us will watch out for you too. If you need to go out, let me know and I'll make sure someone goes with you." Judy had decided against arming her concubines. Most of them stayed at the house, only leaving rarely.

Jake figured sending one of his girls with Sara would be sufficient and his mother agreed. He then told her he had planned something special for his girls tonight, and especially for Della.

"Mom, I know it bothers you when I'm rough with her, but it's what she prefers. I'm going to give her what she wants tonight, so if you hear her yelling or anything, just ignore it. You might want to let the others know also."

Judy agreed, she had discussed Della's penchant for rough sex with her, and while she didn't see eye to eye with her daughter, she had agreed not to interfere.

Jake whiled away the hour, listening to the sounds of the children playing. He even got into a pool game with one of the older kids, letting him win by a hair. The young boy got a kick out of it, and Jake left him smiling when he ascended the stairs.

Opening his bedroom door he was met with a row of naked backs. His girls faced away from the door as instructed, and he noticed they had lined up in the order he had chosen them. He wondered if it was intentional, but figured it would do.

Checking the packages he had stowed in the closet he found them undisturbed and was mildly surprised by the fact. Leaving the bags behind, he took the box out, opening it and setting it on the dresser. He had been careful to keep out of the kneeling women's line of sight, although he caught several sneaking peaks at what he was doing.

"Alright slaves, faces down, asses up, let's go!!" he said suddenly. Kimmy caught on first and the others soon followed. Jake moved down the line, starting with Elle, and checked to see that each was shaved smoothly. He saw the glisten of lube on each puckered asshole and nodded silently to himself, pleased with their preparations.

Grabbing the box from the dresser he stepped around the line of raised asses, casting an admiring glance down the row. Placing the box on the bed Jake looked down at the six women kneeling with their faces down and their asses up before him. He could smell the odor of female arousal filling the room and his cock hardened in his jeans.

Removing an item from the box he went to the far end of the line. "Bonnie, up on your knees he said," softly. "The rest of you maintain your positions and do not look around."

Bonnie straightened up and Jake held out a narrow black leather collar. The collar buckled in the back, and from the front was suspended a gold heart shaped pendant. He showed her the pendant, motioning for her to keep quiet. Inscribed upon the pendant was "Bonnie, property of Jake Whitman". Her eyes glistened as he silently buckled the collar around her neck, kissing her deeply.

One at a time, down the line he went, placing an identical collar, each pendant proclaiming his ownership, on the necks of the kneeling women. Bonnie set an example Jake liked, and he had each copy it after getting their collar. She sat proudly, her chin high to display the collar, chest thrust out, knees spread wide for balance and her hands on her thighs. Of course, this also displayed her smoothly shaved cunt to his view; a plus as far as Jake was concerned.

When he had collared Elle, she fingered the pendant for a moment and smiled. Assuming the position she watched as Jake walked behind them, heading for the closet.

"Slaves, Slave Della needs her ass spanked, seize her," he said suddenly. Della squealed as Bonnie tackled her and she found herself pinned spread eagle on the floor as the others got in on the game. She put up a little fight, but not much.

Jake returned with the shopping bags, and reaching in pulled out a set of padded ankle and wrist restraints. Tossing them to Elle he nodded to Della. The woman quickly began affixing the restraints to the girl's limbs. By the time she was done Della was quivering with eagerness, knowing Jake was planning something special just for her.

Jake had the girls bring Della to the foot of the bed, where he secured each ankle to the foot of the bed, spreading her legs wide. Ropes were attached to the wrist restraints, and he bent his sister over the foot of the bed, tying the other ends to the headboard.

Stepping back he looked over his handiwork. Della was unable to move much, her arms pulled tight and her body stretched forward. Her ass was wiggling a little, and he slipped a finger in her, finding her pussy dripping with her arousal. She looked over her shoulder at him as he dipped into the bag again, holding up a blindfold. She groaned as he secured it around her head, cutting off all sight.

"Sweetie, I've got a gag, I'll use it if you want," he said. "I told Mom to calm the others if they heard screaming, but it's up to you."

"Not yet, if that's ok," she said huskily. "If I get too loud, you can put it in."

"Your safe word is bicycle," he told her and she shook her head.

"Don't want one, don't need one!" she stated emphatically.

"Well you've got one anyway," Jake told her. He stepped back, pulling the paddle Jasmine had been looking at earlier from the bag. Without warning he brought it down on Della's naked ass, turning it instantly bright red.

Her cry filled the room, followed by a deep groan as she shuddered through an orgasm. Elle's eyes were wide, she had witnessed Della's penchant for pain once before, but the way the girl came from one blow was mind numbing.

As Della began coming down from her sexual high, Jake struck again, bringing a yelp that turned into a moan from the girl. She was ready for the third and merely grunted. Jake kept up a steady rhythm, stopping after ten blows. Della groaned when she realized he was done, and whimpered for more.

"Please Jake don't stop now," she said.

"I'm done," Jake said as he settled on the bed beside her. "No more spanking from me tonight." Della's disappointed sigh turned into a deep groan as the paddle cracked across her ass again. She barely had time to gasp before the second blow landed.

Jake nodded to Jasmine and Bonnie, who wielded identical paddles. They began to steadily work the tied up girl over, careful to hit her hard enough to hurt, but not to break the skin. Della's ass was soon a glowing red, the blows having turned it the color of a bad sunburn.

Jake stopped them after Della experienced her third orgasm. He was ready to introduce something new into the game. Reaching to the bag he pulled out a pair of nipple clamps, their jaws padded by rubber. He knew that under the rubber they had metal teeth, but wasn't ready to try that out on Della yet.

Loosening her wrists he stood his petite sister upright. He tied her hands behind her back and grasped her collar, pulling back. Della was forced to arch her back, thrusting her chest out. Jake motioned Jasmine forward, he could see the light dancing in the girl's eyes.

Handing her the clips he watched as she lovingly caressed Della's breasts, first one then the other. She pinched her turgid nipples, drawing a shuddering moan from the blindfolded girl.

"Yesss!!" Della hissed as Jasmine suddenly twisted one nipple harshly, pulling out until Della's tit was distended from the pressure. She let go, slapping the bound girl's tit as soon as it had snapped back against her chest.

Jake watched as Della quivered, obviously enjoying the sensation. Jasmine grabbed the other tit, repeating the process. Della was moaning constantly, gasping as her tit was slapped. Jasmine grabbed her right tit, squeezing it tightly, causing the nipple to engorge further. She quickly clamped the nipple in the rubber jaws, slowly squeezing down on the adjustment until Della winced a little.

Letting go of her tit Jasmine watched as it bounced, the little bell on the clamp ringing musically. The other's watched as Jasmine repeated the process on the other tit, the ringing of the bell announcing when she was finished.

"I wonder if I can whip her hard enough to make her play Jingle Bells," Jasmine said in the sudden silence, causing Della to come hard. Jasmine smirked as Jake cocked an eyebrow at her.

"I've read a lot on the subject. I guess you could say I'm a bit of a Dom when it comes to other women. She leaned over the bags Jake had purchased, looking to him for permission. His gesture told her to go ahead and she began rummaging in them.

She held up a cat of nine tails, the deadly looking braided leather thongs causing Elle to gasp. She looked at Jake, curious if he was going to allow this. He ignored her look and nodded to Jasmine. His look told her to be careful, and she nodded seriously.

"Is there anyway to tie her and keep her spread eagled, but standing?" Jasmine asked sotto voice. Jake shrugged and moved behind Della.

"You're in for it now," he said softly to his sister as he untied her hands. "Do you remember your safe word?" He saw her stiffen and knew that she was anticipating something bad. He watched as a grin spread across her face and shook his head, knowing she was loving this.

"Thanks bro," she said softly and he nodded before remembering she couldn't see him.

"I just hope you feel that way in the morning," he retorted. Handing the loose end of the rope on her left wrist to Lana, he pulled on the one attached to her right. By backing up and holding the rope tight, they spread her arms out from her body, leaving her standing, but still helpless.

Lana copied him, giving him a wink as Jasmine stepped up behind Della. The whip whistled as it cut through the air, and Della screamed as it left a scattered pattern of white lines across her red buttocks. Jasmine showed no mercy, working over the petite brunette with steady blows.

By the time she was crisscrossed with bright red marks from her shoulders to the backs of her knees, Della was sobbing with pleasure and pain. She had lost track of the blows, and the orgasms, she had experienced. When the blows suddenly stopped she groaned, then screamed as white hot pain shot through her chest.

Jake winced as Jasmine brought the cat down on the top of Della's tits. Despite his sister's screams, he had but to watch her reaction to know she was enjoying this immensely. Della screamed in pain and pleasure as Jasmine did her best to copy the artwork on her back onto her chest and stomach.

By the time the other girl stepped back, sweat streaming down her, Della was a quivering mass of red marks. Her breath came in great sobs and Jake could tell she was saying something. Wondering if she was using her safe word he stepped up close, finally making out what she was whispering.

"More please, oh God, Don't stop now," she said softly. Jake reached for the cat of nine tails, taking it from Jasmine. Without warning he swung, bringing the cat up hard between Della's spread legs. With a wavering cry of anguish Della collapsed forward onto the bed, sobbing "YES!!! YES!!!" over and over.

Jake swung again, aiming for the same place, and Della screamed once, sharply, before passing out. Jake grabbed her as she slid from the bed, holding her while Jasmine and Elle untied her ankles. Lifting her to the bed he rolled her onto her back, marveling at the smile on her face.

He quickly removed the blindfold and the nipple clamps, asking someone to get some cool damp cloths. He was blotting the sweat from Della's brow when her eyes opened. Seeing him hovering over her she threw her arms around him, holding him tightly as her lips sought his.

"Thanks bro," she said softly. Jake just shook his head and she smiled at him. "Hey, I know it's not really your thing, and you don't like hurting me, so it means a lot when you do something like this for me. Who was whipping me after you?" she asked.

Jasmine raised her hand and Della motioned her over. "Thank you," she said sincerely.

"Oh, the pleasure was all mine," Jasmine said with an evil grin. She grabbed Della's hand and placed it on her bare mound, knowing the other girl could feel the heat and wetness there.

"Oh I think we're going to have lot of fun together," Della said as she began diddling Jasmine's clit.

"Is that any way to thank the Mistress that just gave you such intense pleasure?" Jake asked firmly. Jasmine smiled at his statement and crawled onto the bed as Jake moved aside. She straddled Della's head, grabbing her long locks and pulling her face into her dripping quim.

She rode the prone girl's face with abandon, pulling her tight against her cunt as she ground downward with her hips. It took less than a minute before she announced her own orgasm with a wail, reaching back to slap Della between her splayed legs.

"That's it cunt, eat me, drink my come," she cried as she rode out her orgasm. Della moaned into the folds of Jasmine's quaking box, experiencing another small orgasm of her own. When Jasmine finally rolled off Jake watched his sister's heaving chest, wondering if he could go through with the next part of his plan.

"Do you remember your safe word?" he finally asked. When she nodded he began securing her spread eagle to the bed, face up. When she was tightly stretched out, each limb tied to a bed post, he headed for the door.

"Don't go anywhere," he said with a smirk, grabbing his cell phone and heading out of the room.

"What's he doing now?" Lana asked, getting shrugs from the rest of the room.

"I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Jasmine asked as she sat beside Della on the bed.

"NO!!" Della said. "You were perfect. You could have gone harder, but I don't know if Jake could have handled it," she said softly.

"Do you really like that?" Elle asked, sitting on Della's other side.

"Yeah, I know, it's fucked up, but I love the pain. It's like pleasure to me, even though it hurts. I lost track of how many times I came, but it was the best night of my life by far," she said with a large grin.

Elle shook her head, "I don't mind a little light spanking," she said, "when the moment is right of course, but damn girl, you're going to be black and blue tomorrow."

"Actually, she might have some light bruising," Jasmine spoke up, "but from what I've read up on these things, that paddle is designed not to leave deep bruises. You don't have to swing that hard to get the desired effect, which of course is pain, and therefore the damage is mostly on the surface. As we didn't break the skin, and the cat only left a couple of welts, she'll be good as new in a day or two."

"Goodie," Della giggled, "then we can do it again."

"We'll see about that," Jake said from the door. He entered the room leading two young women dressed in all black. Following them was an older woman, more Elle's age, dressed in a professional looking dark pantsuit. Jake's girls recognized the younger two, the pair hung with the Goth crowd at school. They were always seen together, and rumor abounded about their relationship. The woman with them was not known to any of them.

"I believe you all know Liz and June. This is Liz's mother, Mrs. Harman. Mrs. Harman, may I present my girls." One by one Jake introduced his harem, smiling at the blushes and nervous looks the girls were giving the pair from school.

While they had all been naked in front of each other, and the other women and men in the Whitman's pre-pack, it was a little different being displayed to fellow students. Jake noticed Della seemed most affected, her chest turning a rosy pink with arousal as Liz walked nonchalantly to the bedside.

"Oh, nice," the girl said, tracing one of the red marks left by the cat o' nine tails. Della's stomach quivered as the girls black fingernail lightly followed the mark left by the whip. "Your work?" Liz asked Jake.

"No, Jasmine did most of it," Jake said, nodding to the dusky beauty.

"Nice," the dark clad girl said. She reached up and captured one of Della's engorged nipples, pinching harshly with her long nails, smiling evilly as Della's hips arched off the bed. The bound girl's moan left no doubt she liked the contact.

"My, my, you're just a little pain slut, aren't you?" Liz said huskily. "To think, all this time you've been running around school letting everyone think you were little miss perfect, and here you are, tied up, helpless and loving every second of it." Leaning down close she stared deep into Della's eyes.

"I'd love to hang you from my wall and spend hours finding out just how much you can take," she said softly. "I'd make you scream until you couldn't talk for a week. You'd piss yourself from the pain, and beg me for more." Della's groan filled the room and the smell of her arousal was like a heady perfume. Mrs. Harman walked slowly to the bed, standing by her daughter's shoulder.

"You're right dear, she would make a good wall hanging. But it's not nice to play with other's toys without their permission. Besides, I think Jake wants to keep her for himself."

"Is that right Della?" Liz asked. "Are you your brother's fuck toy? Does he make you suck his cock? I'll bet you'd love it if he spanked your ass in the cafeteria at school for all our classmates to see." Della's gasp and nod left little doubt she was aroused by the thought and Jake wandered closer.

"She not only likes pain, she like humiliation," Mrs. Harman pointed out to him. "She's a Dom's wet dream, God, I'm getting turned on just thinking about the fun I could have with a slut like her."

"Well, to be honest, I'm not that into causing others pain," Jake said quietly. "However, Jasmine gets a big kick out of it. I just worry she'll go too far, as she's never had anyone to play with like that before."

"Send them both over to the house sometime," Liz's mother said, "I've been doing it for years, and Liz is coming along fine. She takes after her mother in that regard. We'll teach Jasmine all she needs to know, and I'm sure Della would love the extra attention."

Jake met Della's eyes. She was chewing her cheek nervously, and he shrugged, leaving the matter up to her. She nodded, and Liz smiled. "All right," Jake said. "How about I send them over a couple of nights next week, right after school?"

"Well, we better make it one night a week for now," Mrs. Harman said. "She's probably going to need a few days to recover after we're done with her, especially after the first session. We'll need to find out just how much she can take, and that requires pushing the envelope a little."

Jake nodded, noticing the apprehension, as well as eagerness in Della's gaze. "All right, you're the expert here. Now, can you take care of the other thing I asked about?"

Mrs. Harman was suddenly all business. She stepped up to Della, pulling on the bound girl's nipples, checking them over carefully. She then moved down, pinching and pulling at Della's genitals, mumbling to herself.

"Just what did you have in mind," she asked Jake.

"Well, I was thinking some small rings for her nipples, and some type of clit piercing," Jake said. Della wasn't the only one in the room who gasped. Jake noticed several of his girls instinctively clapped hands to their breasts or genitals. Della on the other hand, seemed even more aroused by the idea.

"What exactly did you want?" Liz asked, motioning June over. The girl known around school as Liz's Shadow walked over; shrugging out of the long black trench coat she wore. Jake looked her over, the girl had multiple piercings in her face, and the motif continued down her entire body.

Her nipples were pierced twice, the twin silver barbells, one horizontal, one vertical, framed her hard nipples with little balls. A chain hung from each, forming a "Y" where it met at a large ring through her navel. From there a single chain descended toward her crotch, appearing to be connected to the multiple rings that adorned her vulva.

Liz motioned for her to turn around, displaying a series of rings embedded in June's back. A black ribbon was laced between the two rows of rings, ending in a simple bow right above the crack of the girl's ass. The ribbon contrasted nicely with her pale skin.

"Well, nothing that elaborate," Jake said. "I was thinking small rings or something in her nipples. I like the barbells, but think I just want one piercing each for now, horizontal I guess. I'm not sure about an actual clitoral ring, maybe a vertical hood piercing for starters. I did some research on the internet, and I'm not sure about the clit piercing.

"She's a good candidate for all of them," Liz's mom said from where she was still examining Della. "June, go down and get my bag, I left it by the front door." June started to retrieve her coat from the floor and the older woman cleared her throat. "Jake, is there any reason for her to dress first?" she asked. Jake shook his head and Mrs. Harmon looked pointedly at June.

The girl didn't even blush, just turned and headed out of the room. "Uhm, Mrs. Harmon, can you do it here or should I bring her down to your studio tomorrow?" Jake asked.

"Call me Lori," the woman said, "and I can do it right here. She does need to calm down a little though; the way her pussy is leaking is making everything down there a little slippery." She shot Jake a grin. "A good cum would probably take the edge off."

Jake nodded, and remembering Della's enjoyment of her last anal fuck, decided he'd get his release at the same time. He loosened his sister's ankles, instructing Jasmine and Liz to tie the ropes to the headboard, essentially folding her in half. He remembered how deep he was able to get in Lana's ass when she was in this position, and could tell Della recalled it also.

Jake disrobed, getting appreciative glances from Lori and Liz, and moved onto the bed. Positioning himself he slid into Della's sopping cunt with one stroke, his body slapping into hers. They both grunted and he held the position, leaning down to kiss Della thoroughly.

"Sis, if you don't want this, let me know," he said quietly.

"I want it," she answered, "and thank you. I know you don't like hurting me, but thank you for doing it for me." Jake nodded and then began power fucking his petite sister. He let himself go, knowing she would love every pounding stroke. By the time June returned with a large black leather bag, the type doctors carried years ago, Della was on the verge of a powerful orgasm.

Jasmine leaned in to whisper in Jake's ear, interrupting his stroke, and Della groaned in frustration. Jake listened, his eyes locked on Della's, and finally nodded. He began slowly stroking into Della, keeping her in a highly aroused state, while Jasmine hurried to where Liz and her mother were laying out items from the black bag.

After a whispered conversation, Lori nodded. She and Liz approached the bed, one on each side and began swabbing Della's nipples with cleaner. Della eyed Jake as he continued to slowly stroke in and out of her, making sure not to jiggle her body.

Clamps were placed on Della's nipples, Liz and her mother working almost in concert. Lori checked the placement of the clamp Liz had applied and nodded. She gave Jake a nod and he pulled from Della's cunt, smiling at her disappointed sigh. Her attention was quickly drawn to her chest, as she felt the point of the needles against her nipples.

Her eyes got big when she realized they were going to pierce both her nipples at the same time, and she glanced at Jake before looking back down at her own tits.

"On one," Lori said and Liz nodded. Della missed Jake's nod, or she might have had a clue as to what was going to happen. "Three, two, one..." Lori counted down, and in perfect unison she and her daughter pushed the large needles through Della's nipples.

Jake watched as his sister gasped, arching her back a little. The clamps were removed and Lori nodded to him. Della was focused on the needles sticking through her nipples, endorphins still racing through her body, when Jake buried himself in her ass in one powerful stroke.

Her scream was loud, but short lived. Jake watched as her body went limp, the sensations to much for her as she passed out. He pulled from her ass slowly, watching as Liz and Lori carefully inserted matching silver barbells through his sister's nipples. Lori moved down, quickly cleaning Della's clitoral hood, and after checking the membrane to ensure proper placement, quickly and efficiently pierced her, inserting a bent barbell to match the two in her nipples.

Jake quickly untied Della and when she came to herself she lay panting for breath. When she discovered she could move she sat up, looking down in surprise at the metallic gleam between her legs. She stared at Jake the whole time Lori gave her instructions on caring for the piercings.

Once Lori had completed her instructions, Della dove for Jake's crotch. Jake received an enthusiastic thank you, in the form of a mind bending blowjob, while Lori and her daughter packed up their equipment. After he'd emptied himself down her throat he cuddled her on the bed, nodding to Lori, Liz, and June as they left.