ALL GIRLS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 2 ]

The next few minutes were quite a rush for me as I was suddenly left alone to think about what had just happened. It had started out “innocently” enough. Hell, I just fucked my friend’s daughter, but with his approval. But, it had grown gradually more debased as time went on. In the end, I’d cum in my own little girl’s mouth and then my son’s mouth. True, I hadn’t known who they were at the time, but I knew they were somebody’s underage children.

Joel let me sit in silence with my thoughts, like he was playing lifeguard at a pool, waiting for something bad to happen. My silence, he took it, was not bad. I don’t know how long I spent trying to convince myself how utterly evil my acts had been. It probably wasn’t more than a few minutes when I finally realized that I was failing at that. When I was Katy’s age, I’d been fucking everything in sight and enjoying it. I’d done it with girls Ben’s age. Who the hell was I to say it was bad for them to have sex?

As for the rest of it, well, what was wrong with daddy doing his daughter? We’d both enjoyed it. Believe me, despite her heavy bondage and despite her admonition of me when she was finished, her attitude and playful antics afterwards told me that she had blown me of her own free will and enjoyed every minute of it. Even Ben had been proud of himself. My cock and 20 or so years of repressed sexual desire were taking center stage in my train of thought as I convinced myself that this was not only something I wanted to continue, but that it was OK as well.

The only problem I could think of was… “Are they doing any birth control?” I asked, making my first sound since the kids had left.

“Ben? No,” said Joel with a smile. “Oh, you mean the girls? I hate to tell you buddy, but Dana, Katy, and Lori didn’t do anything that requires birth control. You remember how that works, don’t you?”

“Gimme a break,” I said. “I’m serious. They’re not still virgins, are they?”

“No, they all lost that a while ago. And yes, they are all on the pill. Percentage is not supposed to be perfect, but it hasn’t failed me yet.”

I sat in silence for another 30 seconds before Joel interrupted my thoughts. “I wasn’t sure if you’d want to be in on the deal, but I after watching you on the Internet the other day, I thought you were. Now, I wonder again. I know your cock is voting yes. Don’t tell me your parents’ brainwashing has taken over. Let me tell you what - if you’re still not convinced, I do have one other card to play this afternoon.”

“What’s that?” I asked. “Another girl?”

“Perhaps,” he said. “But, what I really had in mind was letting the kids do the convincing. You take a set of kids and make them do anything that you want them to do. Take mine or take yours and we’ll get back together at noon tomorrow to see what you think then. I’ll even throw in Lori with Anna and Dana. What’s it gonna be? Anna, Dana, and Lori? Or Katy and Ben?”

Part of me wanted to try out my own kids knowing who they were this time. But, I figured that I could have them just about anytime. It wasn’t just the bonus of Lori that won me over, but that was part of it. “I’ll take your two girls and Lori,” I said.

“Good choice,” said Joel. “I thought you’d vote that way.” He picked up the phone and dialed. “He’ll be there in 10 minutes,” he said and then hung up.

In response to my raised eyebrows he said, “The three girls are already at your house and ready for you. Katy and Ben are waiting upstairs for me. If you had picked them, then you and I would just swap houses for the night. But, if you change your mind now, there will be 3 really disappointed little girls.”

“I’ll take the 3 girls. Wouldn’t want to disappoint them,” I said with a laugh.

Joel fed me a dozen oysters in the next few minutes to build up my strength and libido. I would find out later that he was really stalling for those 10 minutes that he’d promised the person on the other end of the phone. Right at the end he said, “When you get home, go straight to your family room and watch the tape in the VCR. Then you can go look for the girls.” He wouldn’t say any more than that.

So, back home I sat down in my favorite chair and turned on the VCR. The camera showed a scene that was obviously only minutes old. The three girls were dressed and talking about me and my surprise at seeing Katy and Ben. They were in the basement playroom. That lasted for 30 seconds before Anna turned to the camera and stripped slowly. My cock hardened again as I watched the 13-year-old expose herself to me. Lori followed suit and then Dana.

The camera was then placed on a tripod and the camera operator entered the field of view. It was a nude woman wearing nothing but a leather hood over her head. Her body was beautiful, tanned with no tan lines. Her tits were the size of grapefruit with tight little nipples that looked out of place atop the well-developed tits. Her body was well toned, with a flat belly and firm ass. She had shaved her pussy, making her pubic mound and slit completely visible.

The woman proceeded to tie Anna’s hands in front of her. Then, she pulled the little girl’s hands up over her head using a rope that hung from a hook in the ceiling. She tied that rope off so that Anna was fully stretched, standing on the balls of her feet. The next step was to tie the teen’s feet to a spreader bar, which left her standing on her tiptoes. Jesus Christ, my cock was as hard as it’s ever been. Joel had arranged this even as I sat pondering my recent incestuous fling. He knew me well. “Oh, God,” said Anna. “Mr. Loren can do anything he wants to me now. He could fuck my ass or anything.” A gag finished the picture, spreading the girl’s lips with a red ball that stretched her to the limit. She strained at her bonds, all the while letting me know with her eyes that she wanted me to do anything I wanted to her.

Lori was tied up next. I watched as she was tied to a table, her feet to the legs on one side and her wrists to the other. Her body was stretched across the table, her ass sticking up in the air and every hole at the right height for me. As the gag approached her mouth, she said, “Yes, please, stuff that in my mouth so he can’t put his cock there. I just know he’ll want me to feel his cock all the way down my hot little underage throat.” Gulp, she said as the gag went into place. I figured the gag could come out just as easily.

Finally, Dana was tied up. She was also tied over a table, but she was on her back. “Please, no,” she said (quite unconvincingly), “I’m only 11-years-old. He can fuck me all he wants and I’m so tight and he’s so big that… that… I’ll cum and cum and cum and scream out his name every time I cum.” Then, she looked right at the camera and said, “Won’t you, Mr. Loren? Pleeease?” The woman gagged the preteen like she had the two older girls.

With the three girls restrained, the woman walked right up to the camera and removed her hood. “Surprise!” she said. I was. It was Joel’s ex-wife. I thought she’d left him, but here she was working with him to seduce and manipulate her daughters and their friends. She posed for a few seconds and then said, “Come up to your master bedroom first, big boy. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Three little girls were tied and waiting for me in the basement. Why would I want to go upstairs to the bedroom? Well, I figured it wouldn’t hurt. Besides, Linda was gorgeous. So, I ran up to the bedroom and found her kneeling on the bed, her ass sticking up in the air. Her feet were tied to opposite corners of the foot of the bed. Her arms were tied to the corners of the head of the bed. Pillows were stuffed under her abdomen, forcing her to expose her ass. She also had a gag in her mouth. I wondered who had tied her in position. But, then, I didn’t care, so that thought vanished immediately.

Here was the woman who had broken up my marriage by convincing my wife to leave me. She was helpless, tied, and gagged. I don’t know what she was expecting, but I took off my belt and whipped it across her ass. “Mmmphf,” she grunted into the gag.

“Do you know how pissed I am at you, Linda?” I asked.

“Mmm hmmm,” she said, indicating she did indeed know. “Mmmmpphf, mmmppp,” she grunted as I made sure she knew.

I’d always considered Joel to be lucky to have married Linda. She was beautiful and sexy. Now it seemed no mistake that he’d picked her if he’d had his pick of as many women as he had seduced and enslaved. And here she was available for anything I wanted. “You want me to fuck you?” I asked.

“Mmm hmmm.”

“You want me to leave you tied here while I fuck the girls in the basement?”

“Unh unh,” she said.

“You want to watch while I fuck your girls?”

“Mmm hmmm.”

“You want me to fuck you in the ass?”

“Mmm hmmm.”

“How about in your bitch cunt?”

“Mmm hmmm.”

“How about I just whip your bitch ass?”

“Unh unh.” Smack! “Mmmphf, mmmm, mmmm, aaaaaa.” That sound was so satisfying.

“Didn’t expect this?”

“Unh unh.”

“You expected me to just jump your bones because you’re irresistible?”

“Mmm hmmm. Mmmmphf, mmmm, aaaaaa, ahh oh.”

“Did you just call me an asshole?”

“Unh unh, unh unh, unh unh, mmmphf, aaaaa, mmmmmm.” Her ass was looking pretty red by now.

I took off my clothes, freeing up my rock hard cock. Kneeling behind her, I put the tip right between her pussy lips. She was surprisingly moist considering the foreplay I’d just shared with her. “Want this?”

“Mmm hmmm.”

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to arch her body. “Make a sound like a horsy,” I said. “Whinny for me and I’ll fuck my little horsy girl.”

Linda whinnied loud and long. “Mmmmm, ahhhh,” she moaned as I slipped my cock inside her cunt. Despite her limited vocabulary, she adequately expressed the relief and pleasure she felt from my penetration. I fucked her for a few minutes, keeping myself from cumming and keeping her from cumming. I planned to wait for the girls, but she wanted to cum now. So, I left her frustrated when I pulled out.

I untied her and ungagged her. “Jesus Christ, Kevin, I didn’t know you were so mad at me. Damn, my ass feels like it’s on fire.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Let’s go show it to the girls now.”

“Make me cum first,” she pleaded. “Come on, I know you want me.”

“Nope,” I said. “The girls deserve it. You don’t. Besides, I’ve had you now.”

“Asshole,” she said under her breath. “Aaaaa, ow! Goddamn it.” She felt the sting of my belt again. “All right, all right, you’re in charge, master. I never figured you for such a brute. Did Joel coach you?”

“I don’t need coaching to know how to treat a bitch,” I said. The four of us had all been close friends, doing things together as families for years. I felt betrayed by her, so I found it easy to call her a bitch and to spank her.

“Yes, master,” she said. “I’m sorry for what I did. I’ll cum when you let me and I’ll be nice. Please don’t hit me again.”

“Let’s go,” I said, leading the way down two flights of stairs to the room with my three waiting captives.

“By the way,” said Linda. “The master has instructed us that you are also our master. We are all tied to show you we are your slaves to use as you wish.”

“He’s your husband,” I said.

“Not any more,” she pointed out. “He has trained us all. He owns us.”

I didn’t argue with her. She’d told me in no uncertain terms what my relationship was to her and the girls. Like Joel, I was their master. I pictured the three underage girls tied and waiting for me. They wanted me to show them I was master. I would.

From the looks on their faces, I saw that Anna was in the worst shape of the three girls. She’d been hanging by her arms and standing on tiptoe for several minutes now while I fucked her mother. Her body was covered in sweat and she quietly moaned in pain. The sheen of sweat on her body made her sexier and I just had to stop and admire the view. She was slender with small tits. Stretched as she was, her body looked longer and slimmer, and her tits seemed to melt into her body. The virtually flat chest and her bare pussy made her look younger than she was. I caressed her smooth, round ass, remembering that she’d practically dared me to violate her tight asshole just before she’d been gagged.

But first, “Linda, show the girls what a bad girl gets.” The girls squeaked in surprise as they saw the red stripes across Linda’s ass. I could tell it had the desired effect. They didn’t want to face a similar fate.

I reached down and grabbed the spreader bar that kept Anna’s feet apart and pulled it into the air. Suspended suddenly by just her arms, the young girl moaned even louder. “Quiet!” I told her. “You’re all tied up for me and I’ll do what I want with you. So tell me, you want it in the ass, the cunt, or the mouth?”

“Hmmm hmmm,” she said.

“That’s what I thought,” I said. “Anywhere I want. But let’s do this another way. I want you to hum Yankee Doodle if you want it in the mouth, Row Your Boat if you want it in the cunt, or Frere Jacques if you want it in the ass.”

“Hmmm?” she grunted in surprise.

“You heard me,” I said. “You’re a 13-year-old girl who’s naked and tied for me. Perhaps you don’t think you could be embarrassed any more than you are now? I want a naked and tied girl to hum a children’s song for her fucking.”

“Hmm mmmm,” she nodded. “Mmm mmm mmm mmm, Mmm mmm mmm mmm,” she hummed into her gag, doing a reasonable job of Frere Jacques. “Mmm mmm mmmmm, Mmm mmm mmmmm, Mmm mm mmmmm mm mmmmm mmmm, Mmm mm mmmmm mm mmmmm mmmm, hnnng hnnng hnnng, hnnng hnnng hnnng.” She blushed beautifully as she finished.

I loosened the rope that held her high, letting her down to stand normally on her feet with a little flex in her legs. She sighed with relief as the tension was taken off her arms. “Come here and give me some lubrication,” I said to Linda. She knelt and sucked my hard member, preparing me to violate her daughter’s ass. “Tongue her asshole,” I told her when she’d covered my cock with her spit.

She glared at me, “Kevin!?” she said in protest.

“Now!”

She put her face to those lovely white buttocks and licked at Anna’s puckered little asshole. Satisfied that the teen was ready for me, I grabbed her hips as I put my cock to her sphincter. I pressed hard, getting half an inch in before feeling her resistance. She was trying to relax, but her natural reaction was to defend her inner sanctum. Her resistance failed however as I pushed deeper inside her. After the first two inches, the rest was easy and I pushed all the way in, hard and fast.

“Hummphf,” she grunted as I sank deep inside her. It must have taken her by surprise to be violated so quickly. But, after that, she relaxed and pushed her ass back against me. My hands ran up her chest to fondle her nipples to hardness. Untying the gag with one hand, I ran the other up to her mouth, pulled the ball out, and let her suck on my middle finger like it was a small cock. All the while I fucked her in and out. She helped by pushing back against me as I pushed forward and pulling away as I pulled out.

Putting both hands on her tits again, I whispered in her ear, “Do you like this?”

“Oh, God, yes, Kevin,” she replied, her voice a throaty whisper. “All the way in. Fuck my… tight… aaasshole.” She ground her hips against me. “God, Kevin, I think you’re big… her than daddy, or else I’m so fucking… hooorny that I c-can’t stand it.”

“Maybe both, honey,” I said as I picked up the pace. The sight of her asshole filled with my cock was thrilling. The way she shivered and shimmied as she fucked herself back and forth in rhythm with me was incredible. It really did look like she was in heaven. I had thought I would try to hold out and only cum with my cock in Dana’s pussy, but I quickly realized that my cock was voting to go the distance with Anna. She was tight and I was ready.

“Fucking my 13-year-old slut,” I said as I pounded her. “Fuck yourself on my cock, Anna. Show me how much you want this. Are you going to cum for me?”

“Hmmm,” she whined. The force and speed of her hips increased as she literally fucked her own ass. “Yeaaaah,” she said. “Gonna… gonna… mmm, cum for… hmmm, my master. Fill me… hup, masssster. F-fuck mmmeeee ina… ina ass… hmm hhhhard.”

I felt myself let loose in the tight confines of the little girl’s ass. Her muscles contracted to squeeze me even more as she felt me spasm and shoot my sperm inside her. “Cumma cumma… hmm… cumma… nooowww!” she squealed. She pressed back against me. “Ooo, touch me, touch me, master, do me, cunt, cunt, touch it.”

I granted her wish, reaching between her thighs and rubbing her clit furiously as she pushed against me. My cock was still throbbing and shooting inside her. She started bouncing, jumping, and gyrating. “God, Alll-fucking-mighty,” she screamed. “Master, do it, make me… hmmm, cumma… yeeaaaahh.” With a final push, she collapsed, hanging by her arms. Her feet were off the ground with her little body impaled on my cock. She was panting heavily, “Don’t… hunh… hunh… don’t… take… it… hunh… out, master.”

Rapidly softening, I couldn’t keep it there for long. But, I re-engaged her clit, rubbing it hard and fast. “Jesus, oh, God, no,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, hmmmm… gonna… make me… cumma… cumma… hmmm… cummmmma.” Suddenly, her voice a deep growl, she said, “Don’t stop now, master. Don’t ever stop.” The growl kept going, gradually rising in pitch until it was more of a squeal than a growl. She again came completely off the ground, hanging by her arms. My cock slipped out of her as she strained against my busy fingers. Uncaring that she was now empty, her feet and legs started to spasm and I thought she was having a seizure. But, I kept fingering her as she squealed in pleasure. She again went limp, hanging by her arms, her feet uselessly dangling above the ground. Her body heaved as she fought to regain her wind. Then, I heard her whisper, “Stop now, master, or I’m gonna die a happy girl.”

It was another girl’s turn now, so I lowered Anna from the ceiling, undid her wrists and ankles, and laid her on the couch.

I walked over to Lori. She started humming Yankee Doodle. “Hmm mm mm mmmm mm mm mmmmm, Mmmm mmm mm huh mmm mmmmeeee.” Her eyes flashed mischievously, challenging me to feed her my cock. I wanted to right then and there, but I walked away from her. “MMMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM MMM, MM MMMM MM MMMM MMM MMMMM HMEEEEE,” she hummed loudly, desperately.

I went into the bathroom and cleaned my cock. Having just fucked Anna in the ass, I didn’t think it polite to make Lori clean me up with her mouth. When I returned, I removed the 13-year-old’s gag. “I’d have sucked it, master,” she said. “For you, I’d have sucked it anyway.”

“So, tell me, Lori, are you as good with your mouth as you are with your ass?” I remembered her story about putting balls up her ass.

“Yes, master,” she said. “I practice with a ball in my mouth, too. Wanna see?”

I nodded, wondering what she practiced.

“Anna, can you… I mean, I’m a little tied up right now?” she said.

Anna brought Lori a ball with a string attached to it. The ball was about ¾ of an inch in diameter and the string ran right through the center of it. Holding the end of the string, Anna waved the ball in Lori’s face. “The string is for safety, just in case she chokes on the ball,” she said to me.

“What’s she gonna…?” I asked with concern.

“Don’t worry,” said Linda. “She’s done this before. It’s amazing.”

Anna fed the ball to Lori, still holding the end of the string. Lori promptly swallowed the ball. I saw her throat constrict and saw the swallowing motion, but I found it hard to believe. Bending down, I looked in her mouth. She proudly displayed that it was empty. The only sign of what was happening was that Anna held the end of a string that now ran down Lori’s throat.

“She practices cock sucking, too?” I asked incredulously.

Linda just nodded.

Anna took my hand and put it on Lori’s throat. “Feel her right there,” she said. She kept her hand there as well, right next to mine. I watched as Lori’s throat flexed and constricted a few times. “Feel that?” asked Anna excitedly.

“Yeah,” I said.

“That’s the ball coming back up.”

Lori kept working her throat and, a few seconds later, spit the ball back into Anna’s hand. “Ta da,” she said. I simply stared. “Get it?” she said. “My cock sucking throat is so tight, I can squeeze the ball back out.”

My cock was rapidly growing at the promise of the best blowjob I’d ever had. But, I had one question, “I hate to ask, but are you a good fuck, too?”

“Anna, a hand please,” said Lori.

I might have thought there was some trickery associated with her next feat, but she was tied to a damn table, her arms useless and her legs spread wide. Anna showed me four balls: red, green, blue, and yellow. Each was the same ¾” ball as the one with a string in it, but these had no string. With a flourish, Anna said, “Red.” She put the red ball in Lori’s cunt. “Oh, you better do it,” she said, handing me the remaining balls, “so you know I didn’t cheat.”

“Yellow next,” said Lori. I fingered the little girl’s cunt to locate the red ball and then pushed the yellow inside and pushing the red one deeper. Green followed and finally the blue ball. Inside the teenager’s tight cunt, there were four balls neatly lined up. “Which one do you want out first?” she asked.

“Red,” I said, naturally challenging her to get the farthest one out first.

“They always want the red one first,” she said. But, she lay motionless for a few seconds and then the red ball dropped from between her legs. “I suppose you want the yellow one next,” she said nonchalantly.

I was busy trying to imagine the muscle control she must have to be able to take the top ball and work it down past the other three and then squeeze it out. “No,” I said. “Green next.”

“Damn,” she said. “The yellow one was already there. Check it out.”

I looked and poised between her pussy lips was the yellow ball. It disappeared as I watched. The green ball dropped out. “Blue,” I said. About three seconds later, the blue ball fell out.

“Only one left,” said Lori. “Watch out. Here comes the yellow one.”

Watch out indeed! The yellow one didn’t fall out. It popped out with enough force to bounce up and hit me in the chin.

“So,” said the tied and talented teen. “Did you want to put your cock in there or in my mouth?”

“Maybe neither,” I said. “You could hurt a guy.”

“If I didn’t like cock so much, maybe I would. But, hell, I have such strong cunt muscles that you couldn’t fuck me if I didn’t let you.”

“You want it in the mouth?”

“Please.”

Damn, she even said please, so who was I to refuse. I put my cock to her lips and slid it in with one smooth motion. She took it without hesitation, even pushing her head forward to meet me halfway. Then, she pulled back, sucking as she did. It felt like my cock was stuck in rubber cement. Then, suddenly it let go. I nearly fell over as the resistance vanished. I hadn’t realized I’d been pulling back so hard. I pushed back in and felt like I was entering a tunnel that narrowed as I got farther in. With two inches left to go, I couldn’t push in any deeper. She was smiling at me even with my cock in the way. The tease had clamped down and wouldn’t let me in any deeper. Then, she relaxed and I sank to the hilt. For a few more strokes she toyed with me, controlling the depth of my thrusts and the speed of my withdrawal.

When the little girl finally set her mind to getting me off, it was an incredible experience. Her throat seemed to know exactly how tight to grip my swollen cock for maximum pleasure. She let me set the pace and depth of my thrusts, just acting as the most luscious and tight mouth I could imagine. Her facial expressions changed as I fucked her face. She went from smiling to lustful to playful to surprised to horrified and back to smiling. It seemed like I was getting several blowjobs at once.

In the midst of the blowjob, she spit me all the way out. I couldn’t have stopped her if I’d tried. “Damn it, who’s doing that?” she demanded. “Linda, stop that.”

Linda was on her hands and knees, running her tongue up Lori’s dripping cunt. She didn’t stop as Lori insisted, but kept licking up the teen’s juices and nibbling on her clit. Lori returned to the blowjob, but her concentration started to fail as she got heated up. Even then I was getting the best blowjob I’d ever had. The beautiful teen was making love to my cock and the sight was so erotic. I felt my cum start to rise, totally oblivious to the fact that cumming yet again should have been physically impossible. The fact that she was squirming around and making little squealing noises as she sucked me was even sexier. Finally, I unloaded in her mouth. It was a great orgasm, but she was a little disappointed that I didn’t have much cum to feed her.

I pulled out and she gasped in exasperation, “Thank God.” For all her teasing, she sounded like a tremendous ordeal was finally over. But, she didn’t stop there. “Get away from my cunt, Linda. Holy … ahhhh eeeeeeee, paahhhh, bammm, cumma, geedang cumma, bitch, don’t, hooooo, myyy, unh, unh, gonna, gonna, cumma, Linda, stop, bitch, God Allllll-mother-son-of-a-bitch-mighty, whoooo.” She trailed off as Linda finally pulled away.

“Hot little bitch has been cumming for about two minutes,” said Linda.

“Rather talkative when she cums, I see,” I observed.

“I could have kept her going longer,” said Linda. “She’d be cursing and moaning and squealing the whole time. Eating her is more fun than just about anything. Especially when she’s tied up.”

“By all means, keep going,” I said.

“No, today’s your day.”

“Hey, it’s gonna take me some time to recover so I’m ready for Dana. Can’t think of a better way to spend it than watching Lori cum.”

“Bastard,” said Lori.

“She doesn’t like it?” I asked Linda.

“She hates losing control,” she replied. She promptly dug back into the young girl’s tasty snatch. I watched her tease the cheerleader to a constant orgasm for about five minutes. Lori demonstrated a very interesting vocabulary the whole time, most of which was nonsense syllables sprinkled with cursing Linda. Sometime in there, I got hard again and was ready to start on Dana.

“Finally,” breathed Dana as I approached her, removed her gag, and ran my hands over her little girl chest. “Would you please untie me, Kevin? This really sucks.”

“But, I want to fuck your tight snatch, little girl,” I said.

“I promise I’ll hold still for you, master,” she replied. “I really want you to fuck me. Watching everybody else cum made me so damn horny that I’m ready to fuck a doorknob.”

Such talk from an 11-year-old, I thought. But, I untied her and laid her on her back on the floor. She spread her legs wide, grabbing her thighs and pulling her legs up to offer me her cunt. “Poke me and make me a happy girl,” she said.

Jesus Christ, the little vixen wiggling her round ass at me was so tempting. I couldn’t have passed her up if I’d wanted to. “How old are you,” I asked, knowing the answer.

“11.”

“What grade are you in?”

“Sixth.”

“Do you let the boys fuck you?”

“No,” she replied. “Just the men.”

She wasn’t kidding when she’d said she was horny. She was wet between the legs and ready for me. I slid into her cunt easily despite its nearly virginal tightness. She purred as I fucked her. “You like sixth grade cunt?” she asked me.

“I like your sixth grade cunt,” I said. “I like fucking my 11-year-old slut.”

“I like being a slut,” she countered.

I knew what I wanted her to do. I wanted her to be the slut she claimed, to do anything for me. “Anna, get over here and sit on this slut’s face.” I adjusted Anna so she was facing me and I could see Dana’s little pink tongue parting her sister’s cunt lips. Anna’s tits were right in front of me and I fondled them, leaning in to give the girl a deep kiss. Fucking the sixth grader, I fondled the eighth grader until I shot my load in the tight pussy wrapped around my cock.

Exhausted, I took the girls to bed with me. We slept through the night, naked and entangled in each other’s arms. It was crowded, but nobody minded. In the morning I awoke to find lips wrapped around my cock. It was Anna, the only girl who hadn’t sucked me off yet. I let her finish what she started and then ate out her delicious pussy.

We’d slept late and by the time everyone was showered, dressed, and fed, it was nearly noon. As wonderful as the previous day had been, I was eager to call it quits. “Until next time,” I promised. Joel had said I had until noon, and that was a good excuse to send them off so I could recover. What I didn’t count on was the return of my own two kids, horny and ready for daddy and the surprise that came with them.

Precisely at noon, Joel called me. “How was it, buddy?” he asked. “Is little girl pussy as good as you remembered it?”

“Oh, yeah,” I agreed with him. “I’m in your debt, oh, great master.”

“Forget about it,” he said. “I’ve wanted to share this with someone for years, but I was afraid you might have been too brainwashed. Glad to see you’re back on the team.”

“How many girls do you have?”

“Oh, you’ll see,” he said. “But, first, buddy, I have to tell you something that you may not like.” He paused and I said nothing, wondering what terrible information awaited me. “You see, it’s not how many girls that should interest you right now, but who.” He paused again. “Gina is one of my girls, too.”

“My Gina?” I asked incredulously.

“Your Gina,” he confirmed. “Linda told her about what I was doing and Gina wanted to try it, too. Buddy, I had to share everything with you, ‘cause I feel so guilty about it. She never stopped loving you. She just wanted to expand her sexual horizons.”

“My Gina is one of your girls?” I repeated. “You mean like a sex slave like Linda and Katy and Lori and Dana?”

“Like you want to watch Gina eat Katy or suck Ben? You want her tied and happy to be kneeling at your feet waiting to taste your cock?”

“Damn you,” I said. “She divorced me because of you?!”

“She wants to come back,” he said. “I want her back with you. I want to say I’m sorry by sharing everything with you like you’ve unknowingly shared with me. She’s coming back as a well-trained sex slave. Give her a try, buddy.”

“I’m supposed to be thankful?”

“Well,” he said sheepishly. “That’s kinda what I had in mind.”

I thought of having her back and well trained at that. I thought of the young girls and Linda and how many other girls Joel might have to offer. And, I wondered just how good Gina was, now that she was fully trained. I could see where Joel was coming from, like my old self was returning from a giant brainwashing. That’s exactly what was happening.

He intruded into my thoughts. “Your parents got you good,” he said. “They made you so hung up on the straight and narrow that you’ve never been able to see what I’ve been doing for the past 20 years. You couldn’t even imagine that Gina was giving herself to me. She left you because she wanted to be a slave, but knew you wouldn’t help her. She couldn’t stand cheating on you, but now that she’s trained, she wants to be your slave. Come on, buddy, give her a week and then judge me.”

“Where is she?” I asked. It never occurred to me to argue with him. What was happening felt too right, like my life was falling back into place. It was like I’d been acting out somebody else’s life for the past 20 years.

“Come over to my house,” he said. “She’s here and ready for you.”

I hung up and waited a few minutes, thinking about meeting Gina again. I could practically smell her, but at the same time, I wondered what changes she had gone through. What would it be like to have her tied and naked for me? I was angry, anxious, pleased, and nervous all at the same time. Gathering my wits, I decided I’d just go see her and be the master that she wanted. If that’s what it would take to keep her, then I could do that. My cock agreed with me as I imagined sampling her charms all over again, but with her unable to stop me from doing anything I wanted. Come to think of it, she had never refused me anything before, but I had been too repressed to ask for much in the bedroom.

On the walk over, I further resolved to give her want she wanted and what I wanted, too. Memories of so many manipulated teens from so many years ago flashed through my head. I’d had so many of them and enjoyed every minute of it. In the last 24 hours, I’d become that person again - one who could use a female for my own pleasure, yet please her at the same time.

Joel was waiting in his car with Linda, Anna, and Dana. “She’s waiting for you,” he said to me. “Have fun,” Linda called to me. The girls giggled in the back, they exchanged whispers, and then Anna said solemnly, “The wise master knows how to make his slave enjoy her punishment.” Dana said, “And the wise slave knows who her master is.” They giggled again as Joel pulled his car out of the driveway.

I walked into Joel’s house with an air of confidence that I’d not felt in some time. Gina was sitting in the living room, just inside the front door. She was sitting proudly, dressed elegantly in a long black dress that I remembered from another life. The dress was strapless, slinky, and floor length. It was sexier than I remembered, but then, I was more receptive than before. To her right stood Katy, dressed in a pure white dress that mirrored her mother’s dress, long, slinky, and baring just enough cleavage to make me look twice. She looked incredible. To Gina’s left stood Ben, also dressed in white. He wore white pants and a white turtleneck shirt, looking every bit like a young man. I hadn’t expected the kids to be there, but the picture was perfect. They waited expectantly as I looked them over.

“I didn’t expect you to be dressed,” I said.

“I’ll take it off if you’d like,” said my new slave.

“You’ll take it off when I tell you to,” I replied.

“Yes, master,” she replied with a hint of a smile that flashed and vanished. “I will do as you ask, anything you ask.”

I almost thanked her, but bit my tongue. Instead, I snapped at her, “I’ll never ask for anything, bitch. You’ll do what you’re told, what I demand of you. Don’t think that you’ll ever have a choice again.”

“Yes, master,” she said, without a smile this time.

“Tell me what the slave’s children are doing here,” I said to Gina.

“Whatever you…” said Katy before Gina grabbed her arm to silence her. Katy looked at her, surprised.

“My apologies, master,” said Gina. “The girl speaks without being spoken to. You may have to discipline her for that.” Katy blushed and looked at the floor. “The slave’s children are here to learn to obey their master as well.”

“Apparently they have much to learn,” I said. Walking over to her, I took Gina’s chin in my hand and lifted her face up to look at mine. I longed to kiss her and caress her, but there was business to be taken care of first. “You shall be my bitch slave,” I said to her. “The girl shall be my bad girl. For now, the boy shall be my good girl - unless he shows the same insolence as his sister.”

Then, quickly I said to Katy, “Who are you?”

“Your bad girl, master,” she answered just as quickly.

“And you?” I looked at Ben.

“Your good girl, master.”

“Stand up, bitch slave,” I commanded her. She did, coming to her full 5’4” height and pushing her C-cup tits out at me. I brushed her long brown hair back over her shoulders to fully expose her cleavage. Pulling her around, we swapped positions and I sat in the chair. “Kneel,” I said to her. The long dress made it difficult, so she knelt carefully. “You, too,” I said to Ben. He beside his mother. Turning to Katy, I said, “Bad girl, stand on your tiptoes.” She rose up about two inches. The floor length dresses rose up with her to show the toes of her bare feet.

“My bitch slave has earned the distrust and scorn of her master,” I said to Gina. “You have been absent from your duties for too long and sought the discipline of another master against my wishes. I will have to carefully consider your punishment and especially what acts you must perform to earn my confidence again. What have you to say for yourself?”

“Master, I am sorry,” said Gina.

“Silence,” I cut her off quickly. “I will determine how sorry you are and will be. Your punishment will fit your insolence and you will learn how to be sorry. What have you to say for yourself?”

Gina paused. She knew the wrong answer. I looked into her eyes as she looked into mine, as if she was searching me for the right words. Finally, she said, “Punish me, master. I will do whatever it takes to earn your trust again, master.”

“Very good,” I said. “I will give you three tests over the next week. If you pass all three tests, then you will take my name as you once did before, speaking the vows of obedience to me. From now until then…”

“Oh, thank you, master,” said Gina, falling on me and hugging my calves with her face pressed against my thighs. She was sobbing as she clutched at me.

“Oh, daddy,” said Katy, joining her mother to hug me.

“Master,” said Ben pointedly, but he too hugged us all.

OK, I let the brief transgression go unpunished. I’d basically just proposed to Gina all over again, so I let her express her joy. The kids were forgiven, too, except for that “daddy” thing from Katy. I hugged them back, being careful not to make any expressions of love, kisses, or other displays of affection not befitting the master. She had a week to earn those.

After a couple minutes, I said, “Slaves, that’s enough of that.” They tried to compose themselves. “My bitch slave has not yet earned that which she may covet so much. Go to the couch, stand with your legs straight, lean over, and place your head on the cushions.”

Gina complied, putting her ass up in the air. I made a show of removing my belt. Snapping the belt, I asked, “Can you count, bitch?”

“Yes.”

“Can you count to ten?”

“Yes.”

“Count.” I slapped the belt across her ass. The thin dress was stretched tight across her butt and I saw no signs of a panty line.

“One!” she said. “Oww, ooo, two. Owww! Three.” I lashed her ass a total of nine times. “Would the slave like me to stop?”

“No, master, the slave would like the master to give her the punishment she deserves. Aaaah, owwww, ten!”

“Bad girl, position yourself beside your mother,” I said.

Katy looked at me with wide eyes as she came over and put her ass up in the air. I snapped the belt across her ass. “Eeeee, owwww, one!” she screamed.

“That’s for speaking when you were not spoken to.”

Snap! “Aaaah, ooohhh, two!”

“And that’s for calling me daddy when I am training you to obey me as your master. Stand up, both of you.” I figured Katy could take it. After all, the first time I’d seen her in this role she’d been tightly bound, gagged, and plugged with electric dildos. A couple of swats on her cute little ass were nothing.

I turned to look at Ben and said, “What are you smiling at?”

“Nothing, master,” he said, quickly looking down at the floor.

“Turn around. Bend over and touch your toes.” Ben turned and bent over. “How many swats does my good girl deserve?”

“Uh, one, master?”

“Why?”

“For smiling when the other slaves got spanked.”

“How about two?”

“Yes, master, for smiling when m… the bitch slave got spanked and smiling when the bad girl got spanked.”

For just ten years old he was turning out to be smarter than his sister or mother. “What have you got to say for yourself,” I asked him.

“Punish me, master,” he said. “This slave deserves a spanking.”

“Why is my good girl wearing pants?”

“Master, Mr. uh, the other master wanted me in pants.”

“Go to Dana’s room and put on something more suitable for a good girl.”

“Yes, master,” said Ben as he ran from the room. I wasn’t going to spank him for smiling, because aside from that, he’d shown considerable discipline and presence of mind.

I returned my attention to Gina. “I have three tests for you to pass,” I said to her. “You will pass or fail the first test today. That test will be to make me cum three times, in your ass, your cunt, and your mouth; and to make the good girl and the bad girl each cum once.”

“Yes, master,” she said.

“You will have until Wednesday at midnight to complete your second test. You will bring to me at least 3 pre-teen girls, not including Dana, who will suck my cock.”

“Yes, master.”

“Your third test will last from Wednesday midnight until Saturday at noon. During that time, I must never have cause to spank you. You will do everything I ask without question. You will never fail to call me master. Can you do that?”

“Oh, yes, master.”

“And one other thing,” I added. “If you pass all the tests, Saturday at noon I may give you additional privileges, but until then, I am the master and you are the slave. You will wear nothing unless I allow it. You will not speak unless I speak to you. You will sleep on the floor at the foot of my bed. And, you will, of course, obey me without question.”

“Yes, master.”

I pulled Gina and Katy into the center of the room and stepped behind them. Standing behind and between them, I put one hand on each ass and squeezed a firm cheek. Then, I ran my hand up the crack of their ass, over the small of their back, between their shoulder blades, and up to the nape of their neck. Reaching around Gina’s neck, I pushed her chin so she faced me and pressed my lips to hers. She responded, pushing her tongue into my mouth in a kiss that reminded me of earlier times. She had always been the best kisser I’d ever known. Keeping her head turned so Gina had to watch, I did the same to Katy, tasting my daughter’s lips and invading her mouth with my tongue.

When Ben returned, I looked him over. He was wearing a pink party dress. It had short, puffy sleeves, a narrow waist, and a skirt that flared below his hips. It hung to just below his knees. He’d also taken the time to put on a wig, a necklace, and a pair of white sandals with 2” heels. My good girl looked cute as could be. I ran my hand up his leg to his ass and discovered he had no panties on. “Hmm,” I observed, “my good girl is a naughty girl with no panties.” He gave me a sad puppy look, and I added, “A naughty girl is different from a bad girl. I like naughty girls without panties.”

It was then that I noticed a shortcoming of my plan. “Bad girl, would you like to redeem yourself?” I was pretty sure she could solve my problem.

“Yes, master,” she answered.

“I need ropes and gags and chains and dildos and whatever else a master needs to train his slaves. Do you know where the other master keeps those things?” She nodded. “Bring them to me.”

While she was gone, I asked Gina, “What is your test for today?”

“Master, I must let you cum in my mouth, my cunt, and my ass. Then, I must make the good girl and the bad girl cum.”

“And does my bitch slave want to cum, too?”

“No, master,” she answered. “The bitch slave does not care if she cums or not. The bitch slave only wants to make her master happy.”

I smiled at her to show my approval. “And how does the bitch slave want to make her children cum?”

“The bitch slave does not care how her children cum. She will make them cum however the master wants.” In the pause that followed, she said, “But, the bitch slave believes the master will enjoy watching me use my mouth to make my children cum.”

“You’re right about that,” I told her.

Katy returned with a large cardboard box of fun looking gadgets. “Where should the bad girl put these for her master?”

I pointed toward a chair, “Put them there, so I can get to them easily.” She did and moved to stand beside her mother.

I grabbed the hem of Gina’s dress and pulled it up smoothly until it was to her waist. The material doubled over, creating a new hem about knee length on her. I grabbed that hem and pulled it up to her waist, against doubling the material and leaving her with a hem at mid-thigh. Repeating that one more time left only her crotch covered. From there, I simply rolled up the material, leaving her totally exposed from the waist down, a roll of thin material around her waist.

How many times had Gina done this - allowed herself to be exposed to her kids? It made me hard just to know that she would now stand still for this. Before she’d always seemed such a prude, but according to Joel, that was just my perception of her. I repeated the process from the top down, first exposing her lovely breasts and finally leaving her nude save for a narrow roll of black cloth. When I pulled that down and off her, she unflinchingly stood exposed to all. I made love to her tits, suckling on them as I had so many times before.

Then, I pushed her to her knees and pulled out my cock. Without hesitation, she sucked my cock into her mouth and down her throat. The kids were watching with interest as mommy gave daddy a blowjob. “Do you like watching the bitch slave suck cock?” I asked Katy.

“Yes, master,” she replied.

“Do you like blowing me while the good girl and bad girl watch?” I asked Gina.

She pulled back and said, “Your cock is harder than I’ve ever seen it, master. I like doing things that make you so hard.”

“Finish it, then,” I told her. She put her hands on my ass to pull me hard against her face and get my full length down her throat. Bobbing up and down, she watched my face as I watched her technique. Her lips spread wide as she enjoyed my cock thoroughly. With all the forbidden sensations that I was feeling, I shot off quickly in her mouth. “That’s one of your tasks for today complete,” I said.

I turned my attention to Ben and pulled his dress over his shoulders, down his body, and to the floor. Like his mother, he was wearing nothing but the dress. He stepped out of the pool of pink frills as his feet and stood proudly naked, his little cock telling me what he thought of the recent blowjob. I pulled his face to my flaccid cock and he took it in his mouth. “That’s my good girl,” I said. “Suck my cock.” But, I just let him suck it to hardness and then pulled away. He looked disappointed when I didn’t let him finish.

Finally, I stripped Katy in the same way I had stripped her mother. Bit by bit I exposed her legs and her cunt, then her breasts, and finally her entire body. I ran my hands over her small breasts, enjoying the feel of my daughter’s smooth skin. As with Ben, I let her suck my cock for a few seconds and then pulled out.

I rummaged through the box of goodies and came out with several. In short order, the three slaves all had their hands cuffed behind them. Then, I put pinch clothespins on six nipples. They gasped in pain as I did so, but did not complain. Intrigued by Ben’s hard cock, I reached between his legs and rubbed it. He was turned on by everything that was going on and I set my mind to jerking him off. I wanted to see what it felt like to make him cum and feel his cock jerking in orgasm. He started humping his cock in my hand, telling me that he was already pretty close. Then, to his disappointment, I stopped. I wanted to see more than just him cumming, so I positioned Katy on her knees in front of Ben and returned to jerking him off. Ben smiled at his opportunity and Katy grimaced at the thought of her brother spraying her with cum. About 30 seconds later, I felt my son’s little cock spurt a load of cum and pointed his cock at Katy’s face. The rope of cum fell across her nose, down over her mouth, and dripped off her chin. I pointed his cock at her chest and sprayed more cum on her tits, finishing off with a final blast of cum in her face again.

Playing with someone else’s cock was a totally new experience to me, but enjoyable. I figured there would be many new experiences that I would be trying. With my finger I cleaned off Katy’s face and fed her the cum. When that was finished, I said, “OK, good girl, now clean off the bad girl’s tits.” Ben leaned forward and licked his own cum off his sister’s tits, not only enjoying the chance to suck on his big sister’s nipples, but also enjoying the taste of his cum.

“Now you do the bad girl,” I said to my bitch slave. Gina had no way of complying except with her tongue, so she knelt down and let Katy press her little girl cunt up against her mouth. Katy was even more wired than Ben, humping herself to an orgasm in about 30 seconds with no warm up. “Two down and three to go,” I told the bitch slave.

I was ready for my next round, so I led the bitch slave over to the couch and laid her across the arm of the couch. Her ass stuck up in the air nicely, giving me access to either her ass or her cunt. I chose her cunt and took her fast and deep. She pushed back against me, urging me to my full depth. “Who else do you let fuck you, bitch slave?”

“Anyone the master commands me to fuck,” she answered.

“Has the good girl fucked you?”

“Yes, master,” she said.

“Your own 10-year-old son has fucked you?”

“Yes, master,” she said. “If you would like to see that, simply command me.”

I pumped away, considering that thought. That would be most interesting to watch, I decided. “Master?” volunteered the bitch slave.

“Yes?”

“The bad girl has also fucked me.”

I looked in surprise at Katy. In response, Katy backed up to the box of goodies, looked over her shoulder, and reached in with her cuffed hands. She pulled out a strap on dildo. “Holy shit,” I said. Now that would be fun to watch. I stopped fucking Gina, uncuffed Katy, and helped her put the dildo on. Then, I had a better idea. I stuck my cock back into the bitch slave’s juicy cunt and said, “Blow the bad girl.”

Gina took the plastic cock in her mouth and sucked it down, letting Katy fuck her face with the strap on. With me at one end and Katy at the other, Gina seemed to be having a great time. I couldn’t believe how naughty and erotic it looked to see Katy reaming her mother’s mouth with a strap on dildo. Though I tried to hold out, I started cumming quickly, enjoying a great orgasm. To my surprise, Gina gyrated her hips against me, moaning in pleasure from her own orgasm. She spit out Katy’s cock and said, “Fuck me hard, master. Fuck me like a bitch slave deserves to be fucked. Use me and watch me cum for you. Oh, God, master, you are the best.” She sucked Katy’s cock back in and kept sucking it as her orgasm passed.

I motioned Katy to pull out and come down to Gina’s other end. Katy slid her cock into her mother’s cunt and proceeded to stretch the bitch slave out again. I’d never known Gina to be multi-orgasmic, but she started cumming again right away and fucked herself to a couple more orgasms. Panting, she asked, “Did my master like watching my daughter fuck my hot cunt?”

“You could say that,” I agreed. She only had two more tasks to perform for the afternoon. “Now I want to see your son fuck your hot cunt and fuck you in the mouth when he’s ready to cum.”

I moved the bitch slave to lay her on her back on the floor and Ben climbed between her legs. His cock was hard and though the two were both cuffed still, they managed to make the connection. His 2-inch cock rested between his mother’s cunt lips as he fucked her carefully. The good girl fucked the bitch slave for several minutes before he pulled back and stood up. I helped him squat down over Gina’s face until his cock was resting between her lips. She sucked her own juices off his cock and then swallowed his cum.

I knew there would be no problem with Gina completing her tasks for the day. Only one remained. I uncuffed her and positioned her on her hands and knees. She knew what was coming and said, “Master?”

“Yes?”

“Do you remember that this bitch slave has asked for your cock up her ass before, but you would not satisfy her?”

As soon as she asked that, it came back to me. It was probably during our first year of marriage and I’d told her the idea was disgusting. She was pointing out that it had been me, not her, that had denied the two of us that pleasure. “Yes, I do remember,” I told her. “Your master did not realize at the time that his wife longed to be his bitch slave.”

“Yes, master,” she said. “I have always lived to serve you.” I slowly pushed into her ass until I filled her completely. “Master, your bitch slave does not deserve the pleasure that you are giving her. Fuck me hard, make me cum for you, and cum inside me, master. Use me for your own pleasure and you will make me happy.”

Well, I guess my slave deserved to be happy, so I used her for my own pleasure. She bucked against me, giving me an incredible orgasm deep inside her tight asshole. She came also, screaming out how much she adored her wonderful master. I figured that even if she failed her other tests, I’d keep her.