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How was I to know this was the seminal day that would set in motion a chain of events that would change my life? A new family, a new wife, a new dream career, hot sexy full lips wrapped around my cock whenever I wanted them. Mmmmmm, I'm getting ahead of myself. It all started that hot summer day when I experienced what was the hottest fuck of my life up to that point, made all the more sweet by it's forbidden nature. I had no idea that day how far into the forbidden I would venture, how this day would awaken the slumbering demon inside me. That day I knew nothing of the Serrano family.

It was the first weekend of my daughter Victoria's summer vacation from school. I was lying, half dozing, on a lounge chair in the shade on the wooden deck by the pool. Our house is on a hill and the pool is actually above the level of the roof, higher on the hill than the house. It's a large lot, about two acres, in a semi-rural part of Southern California. It was quiet with lots of privacy. There are no other neighbors on the hill, so to see into the pool area, you'd have to be in a helicopter.

I heard running feet coming up the stairs and a splash in the pool. Opening up my eyes I could see Victoria swimming toward the other end of the pool. I've been a single parent since my wife died three years ago. I'm Michael Kelly, by the way, forty-year-old widower. Victoria, an only child, is a good girl, rarely giving me any trouble.

"Hey squirt, what have I told you about diving into the shallow end of the pool?"

"Sorry, Daddy. I forgot."

I got up and walked lethargically over to the pool to continue that day's chore, polishing and refreshing the fiberglass pool slide. It was late afternoon and the slide was now in the shade of the trees next to the pool. I had stopped working for a while to get out of the sun. I wasn't wearing a shirt and I had started to get sunburned.

I watched my daughter chasing the snaking arms of the pool cleaner underwater. She loves to do that. We have a black bottom pool to cut down on the heating bills. Victoria's tan body was clearly visible underwater, as were the arms of the snake she was chasing. I smiled. We were starting to feel whole again, putting away the crushing grief of my wife's death and going on with our lives.

Victoria swam over to the side of the pool, leaving off chasing the snake for now. She got out of the pool and wrapped a towel around her, coming to stand next to me while I worked on the slide. I looked up to find her studying me with her big blue eyes, her black hair plastered to her head. We look very much alike. We have the same thick curly black hair and vivid blue eyes, the same long legs. She studied me and after a moment she seemed to make up her mind about something.

"What's up, punkin?"

"Daddy, I think there is something wrong with me."

"Are you feeling sick? Does something hurt?"

"No, Daddy, I think I might be going crazy."

My daughter is at that melodramatic age, just into her teens. We had become close while dealing with the loss of her mother. I took these situations seriously, trying to hide my smiles when she was over reacting.

"Why do you think you're going crazy, punkin?"

"I've been reading some stories on the internet. Sex stories." Victoria looked down at her toes, as if waiting for an axe to fall on her head.

Of course I was shocked, but I was also honored that Victoria trusted me enough to tell me about this. I wasn't sure how to react. I had been putting off my "birds and the bees" lecture, trying to delay the development of my little girl into a woman.

"Honey, why don't we go sit down and talk about this." We went over to the deck and I flopped down on the lounge chair. Victoria sat on the deck beside the chair. She grabbed a brush and began to comb out her long wet hair.

"Victoria, it's normal for you to start thinking about this kind of stuff at your age."

"Daddy, I found this place on the internet that has lots of nasty stories. I don't know what to think about the stuff I read."

"I suppose you have some questions."

We talked about some of the stories. She asked questions about the mechanics of some of the stuff she had read and about non-traditional types of sex. I tried to explain to her that some people were turned on by stuff that might not interest her, but that was normal. Never being a prude about sex myself, I told her that she would have to discover for herself what turned her on and, whatever that was, I would support her in her choices.

"Daddy, can I see your penis?"

"Honey, I don't think that would be a good idea."

"You said you would support me in my choices, Daddy. I just want to see what a real one looks like. I've seen pictures on the internet already anyway."

With her throwing my words back at me like that, how could I refuse? I unzipped my jeans, lifted my hips and pushed my pants and boxers down. My penis was flaccid and seemed a disappointment to my daughter.

"Isn't it supposed to be bigger?"

I laughed. "Victoria, honey, it's only big when it's aroused. Guys don't walk around hard all the time."

"Can I touch it?" Victoria's eyes challenged mine.

Exposing myself to her was having an effect I didn't expect. I was starting to get hard. I told myself this was just to satisfy her curiosity. It was innocent. "Ok, but just for a minute."

My cock had been swelling before she touched it, and it wasn't long before it was totally hard. I am rather well hung, long and thick. Victoria could barely get her fingers around my girth. I was trying to keep detached, treating this like some kind of science lesson, but when she squeezed me and started moving her hand, I began to lose the fight with my own arousal. I sucked in my breath and grunted, trying to keep from losing my head.

"Daddy, am I hurting you?" Victoria moved her hand away, startled by my gasp.

"No, honey, it feels really good." It had been three years since I had felt any touch on my erect penis besides my own. Victoria resumed her stroking, exploring me with her hands, her brow furrowed in concentration. I put my hand over hers, guiding her to my balls, teaching her where to touch me to heighten my pleasure. It was so fucking hot, having her hands on me. I couldn't stop myself. Then she asked me if she could put her mouth on me like she had read in the stories on the internet. What was I supposed to do? When she leaned over and took me into her mouth, I came unglued.

I tried to regain some control over myself, but her mouth was so hot and wet and felt so good to me. I put my hand to her head, guiding her, telling her where to lick and suck me. She was doing a credible job for a novice and was about to to bring me off.

"Baby, Daddy's gonna cum. Take your mouth away, punkin."

My balls were tightening, getting ready to spew. Victoria obeyed me and took her mouth away. The demon in me wanted to shove my prick deep into her hot little mouth and blow my load down her throat, but I didn't want to frighten her. This was way out of control as it was, no use making it worse.

When Victoria took her mouth away, I grasped my cock and jacked myself, telling Victoria to stroke and squeeze my balls. I was rapidly approaching a full body jerking orgasm, the kind that makes your toes curl. I groaned deep in my throat as my cum started shooting out, splashing on my bare chest. It had been so long for me, there seemed to be gallons of the stuff. Victoria's eyes were big and round as she watched, mesmerized.

Victoria reached out to grasp my cock while my cum was still spurting, getting some on her hand. I watched in surprise as she licked it off her fingers. She must have liked the taste, because she scooped some more off my chest and licked that down too.

"That was pretty cool, Daddy."

"No, baby it was hot, not cool."

Victoria looked at me funny and laughed. I smiled, standing to divest myself of my pants and shoes. I went over and dove into the pool to cool my blood and wash off the cum.

"Daddy, no diving in the shallow end, remember?" Victoria laughingly reminded me.

I pulled myself up out of the pool, water sluicing of my naked muscled body. I slicked my hair back out of my face and walked toward my daughter, who seemed to be admiring my naked body.

"It's small again, Daddy." She was talking about my prick.

"That's what happens when a man cums, punkin. He needs some time to recover before his penis can get hard again."

"What happens when a woman cums, Daddy?"

The dip in the pool had done little to cool my ardor and the demon in me rose to the forefront once again. I sat back down on the lounge chair, making no move to cover my nakedness. I liked her eyes on me. I was beyond the point of no return.

"Well, honey, some women need time to recover after they cum before they can experience another orgasm, just like a man. Some lucky women can have multiple orgasms, one after another."

"I don't think I've ever had an orgasm. What does it feel like?"

"It's hard to describe. It would be better if I showed you. Do you want me to do that?"

"Yes, please Daddy!"

"You'll have to take off your bathing suit. Can you do that without being embarrassed?"

Victoria answered me by standing up and stripping off her bikini. I got up off the lounge chair and told her to lie down.

"OK, punkin. I'm going to touch you all over your body. If I do something that you don't like or you get scared, just tell me to stop. OK?"

"OK Daddy."

I looked down at my daughter's naked body. I had seen her naked before, of course, but this was different. She was slender, her hips just beginning to swell. Her skin was darkly tanned except where it was usually covered by her bathing suit. There her flesh was creamy white. The triangle of white flesh on her abdomen framed and pointed to her little virgin cunt, which was lightly fuzzed with downy dark hair.

I started with her breasts, cupping the plump little mounds with my hands. Her flesh was warm under my hand and I hummed in pleasure, finding myself terribly aroused to be touching my daughter sexually. Her nipples soon pebbled under my palms. I lowered my head and took one of the little jewels into my mouth, stroking it with my tongue.

"Mmmmm, Daddy, that feels good."

"It gets better, baby."

I moved over to give the other breast some attention while stroking my hands down her body. I ran one hand down her long legs, gently pushing them apart to gain access to the little treasure between her legs. Victoria willingly spread her legs for me, cocking her knees up and placing her feet flat on the lounge chair.

I bit down gently with my teeth on Victoria's nipple, eliciting a gasp. Victoria arched her back, pressing her breasts against my face. I reached between her legs and cupped her sex, gently stroking my fingers over her. I dipped the middle finger of my right hand into her slit and grunted with pleasure to find it slick with her cunt juices. I raised my head to look at Victoria's face.

"Look at me, Victoria."

When I had her attention, I stroked my finger over her clit for the first time. She moaned prettily for me, her knees sagging open as her arousal increased. I kissed her, sucking her tongue into my mouth as I stroked her clit. She became restless, moving against my hand. I lifted my head to watch her face. She moaned, "Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, yes."

I kissed my way down her body, moving down to kneel at the end of the lounge chair. I grabbed her hips, pulling her toward me. My cock was rock hard again and the demon in me wanted to bury it between her legs, but first things first. I had promised her an orgasm.

Victoria got up on her elbows to watch what I was doing. Her dark thick hair clouding around her naked body, legs splayed open for me. Beautiful.

"I'm gonna lick your cunt baby. Have you read about that in your stories?"

"Yes, Daddy. I've wanted to know what it feels like."

"It feels like this."

I bent my head and licked her slit, tasting her delicious salty essence for the first time. I reached to spread the lips with my fingers. My tongue found the hard nubbin of her erect clit and flicked it. Victoria fell back and moaned, losing herself to me. I gently inserted a finger inside her as I licked her clit. She was wet and tight and pulsing around my finger. I could feel her cunt clenching every time my tongue passed over her clit.

I inserted another finger and pushed farther inside her, stopping when I reached the barrier of her hymen. I pulled my fingers out a bit and stroked the top wall of her vagina, her "G" spot, while laving her clit with my tongue. I felt a gush of wetness flow over my fingers as Victoria groaned and rolled her hips, moving against my tongue to heighten her pleasure. She was catching on quickly. I felt the tremors of her orgasm begin and resisted the urge to lick faster to bring her on. I knew if you gently pushed a woman over the edge she cums much harder and longer. I tickled her clit with my tongue, the barest of touches. Victoria wailed and her body convulsed. I brought my head up so I could watch her in the throes, gently stroking my thumb over her clit to prolong her pleasure. To my surprise, she screamed and convulsed again, obviously one of those lucky ladies I had told her about who have multiple orgasms.

"That, my darling, is an orgasm."

"Daddy, Daddy, it feels so good, don't stop, oh yessssss."

Victoria was still humping my hand as if she hadn't cum yet. She instinctively wanted more. My cock was throbbing; so swollen and hard I thought the skin would split. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I didn't ask her or warn her, I just did it.

I pulled Victoria farther down so her ass was almost hanging off the end of the lounge chair. I leaned forward, slightly off balance, to get myself in position to penetrate her. I rubbed my cock against her wetness, rubbing against her clit for a while to get her hot again. After two back-to-back orgasms, I didn't know how she could be more ready for me.

I was worried that my cock would be too large for her tight little cunt. I positioned myself and slowly began to penetrate her. Instead of being frightened and asking me to stop, she moaned, "Oh yes, yes Daddy." Her cunt seemed stretched to the limit as she slowly began to take me. I closed my eyes and moaned as her slick little love tunnel parted and enclosed me. She was so tight and this was so forbidden, I knew it was going to be the hottest fuck of my life.

I stroked my thumb over her clit again, relaxing her as I neared her barrier. I slowly pressed against it, withdrawing and advancing in little strokes, lubricating my cock with her juices.

"OK, baby, I'm going break your hymen. It will hurt, but just this one time."

I grabbed her hips and thrust in, feeling my cock tear her open. She stiffened and her cunt clamped down on my cock, impossibly tight. She sucked air through her teeth in pain. I stayed motionless inside her a moment, letting her get used to having me inside her.

"You OK punkin? You want me to stop?"

"It hurts Daddy."

"OK, honey, we'll stop for a minute."

I gently withdrew and saw her virgin blood smeared on my cock. The demon inside me was fiercely aroused. I bent my head to her and began to sooth her with my tongue, seducing her into taking my cock again. After a while she was rolling her hips and moaning again. I judged her ready to continue.

"OK, baby, we're going to try this again. Hopefully it won't hurt this time."

I positioned myself once again, slowly pushing my cock inside her. I fucked her with slow short little strokes, going deeper each time. She was breathing hard and was still moaning for me, the sweetest sound I'd ever heard. By the time I was sheathed to the hilt, she was squirming against me, trying to get me to increase the pace of my strokes. She was so tight her little cunt sucked on me every time I pulled out and I had to be careful when pushing back in. Her cunt was gushing on every stroke, making each one a little more lubricated and a little smoother.

"You OK punkin? Does it still hurt?"

"Daddy, mmmmmm. It's so good."

The demon in me wanted to fuck her hard until she begged me to stop. I held her hips for leverage and started stroking faster. She was taking me pretty good and loving every minute of it. She was tightening down on me again and I knew she was going to cum soon.

"C'mon, cum for Daddy. Cum all over my cock, baby. Oh, yeah, you're cumming, yeah you are."

I thrust in to the hilt and rolled my hips against her cunt while she jerked and screamed in climax. Her little cunt squeezing and releasing me pushed me over the edge into my own orgasm. Cum jetted out of my cock, filling her hungry cunt to overflowing. I pulled out and stroked back in a couple of times, the demon in me impossibly turned on by the sight of my cock sticky with her juices and mine combined. I gently pulled out, my cock popping out of her tightness like a cork. God, this was impossibly hot. I wanted to fuck her again and again, arousal still surging through my body as if I hadn't just cum. Instead, I collapsed onto her, kissing her stomach allowing her to relax.

"You OK baby?"

"Daddy, that was fantastic."

"Yes it was, baby. The best I've ever had. C'mon, let's go get cleaned up."

It was getting dark. I stood up and scooped her into my arms, carrying her down to the house. We took a shower together. I fucked her pretty little full-lipped mouth as the hot water streamed over us, giving in to my demon's urge to cum down her throat. I didn't fuck her cunt again that night, although I wanted to badly. She needed time to recover.

It was summer vacation, so she was out of school. The next day was Monday and I called in sick so I could take Victoria to Planned Parenthood. I told her what to do ahead of time, so she acted appropriately crestfallen and guilty as I explained to the nurse that I had caught her having sex with one of the neighbor boys. I didn't want to make a fuss about it, I said, but to be on the safe side I asked the nurse give her a morning after pill and asked for some birth control pills. We bought condoms on the way home.

I gave it another day before I started fucking her again. A day filled with her drinking my cum. We used condoms during intercourse for a couple of weeks to allow the birth control pills to kick in.

During this time I discovered what kind of stories she had been reading on the internet. They were incest stories! The little shit had set out purposely to seduce me. Worked like a charm, too. She was home during the day while I was at my boring accounting job, which paid the bills but brought me no satisfaction. I really wanted to be a writer, but that's another story. Anyway, she would read erotic stories during the day and pick out ones she thought were particularly hot. I would come home from work and find her hot and ready. We were usually fucking like animals minutes after I walked in the door. After dinner, she would blow me while I read the hot story she picked out for that day. I was surprised, and somewhat disturbed, by some of the stuff she found arousing. She was particularly intrigued by group sex and same sex pairings. I was disturbed, but that didn't stop me from becoming aroused by these scenarios also. It's amazing what you find yourself being attracted to when you explore erotica.

Unbeknownst to me, Victoria was not alone at home while exploring her sexuality on-line. She apparently spent a lot of time with a friend from school, Angelica Serrano. I had never met Angelica, but Victoria had spoken of her. One Friday she called me up and asked if Angelica could spend the night. I said it was OK, but I was disappointed. We usually fucked for hours on Friday nights because I didn't have to get up early the next morning. I knew if her little friend was there my sex plans would be on hold. I realized I needed to let Victoria be a normal kid even if our relationship had developed into something abnormal.

As you can imagine, I was more than pleasantly surprised by what I found when I got home that night. Angelica was lying naked on my bed with her legs spread, Victoria sucking her cunt. Angelica looked into my eyes and moaned, "Oh, Victoria, I'm cumming, yes!" The first time our eyes met she was having an orgasm, her body gently convulsing under my daughter's tongue. Victoria came up for air, noticed me and said, "Surprise, Daddy!" I certainly was. I kissed Victoria tasting sweet musky Angelica on her lips.

Angelica, Angelica, mmmmmmm. My baby had picked a hot one for us. Angelica was Hispanic. She had long dark brown hair, beautiful almond shaped black eyes, and full sexy red lips that I knew would look fucking hot wrapped around my cock. Her slender body was perfection. Beautiful small breasts topped with dark brown responsive nipples. She was perfect.

I stripped off my clothes and joined them on the bed. At first the girls treated me like a piece of meat, frankly. Victoria had been trying to tell Angelica how to suck a man's cock. It was a difficult concept in the abstract and she now had a live example to give Angelica some hands on training. Have I told you Angelica has sexy full lips? She was an avid student and caught on right away. I spread my legs and asked Victoria to suck my balls while Angelica sucked my cock. It was pretty intense. The girls brought me off in record time. After weeks of fucking my own daughter, my demon was now firmly in control. I didn't resist the urge to grab Angelica roughly by the hair and shove my cock down her throat when it came time to blow my load. She was surprised and not able to swallow it all, but that was OK. Victoria helped her lick it all up.

"Angelica, I'm sorry I was a little rough with you."

"Esta bien. It is as it should be, Mr. Kelly." Angelica told me in her melodic voice. At that time I did not fully understand the meaning of her words.

"Call me Michael."

"Si. If it pleases you, I will."

I pulled Angelica on top of me and kissed her for the first time. She pushed her tongue into my mouth without urging. Victoria snuggled in close and kissed my neck. After a few moments the girls began to kiss each other. I was blown away by that, it was so sexy. Blown away and hard again, I might add.

"Watch this Angelica." Victoria had noticed I was hard again. Angelica moved off me and Victoria climbed on, positioning herself over my erection. She slowly impaled herself, sheathing me in her hot little box.

We started to move together, Angelica watching avidly. Angelica was curious and uninhibited. She moved around us, watching from all angles. Her hands were everywhere, stroking my balls, caressing Victoria's clit. I wasn't getting enough leverage, so I told Victoria to dismount and get on all fours. I figured Angelica would get a better view if I fucked Victoria from behind. I let Angelica help me guide my cock in. I grabbed Victoria's hips and started the slow powerful thrusts that drive her crazy. Angelica reached under and stroked Victoria's clit for me. Soon Victoria was wailing, "Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," the usual precursor to her orgasm.

"She's cumming Angelica. Mmmm, yes. I liked watching you cum."

"Yes, Victoria's tongue felt fabuloso, fabulous. I would like to know what it feels like to have a man like you inside me."

That was enough to set me off. I yelled and blew a load into Victoria's convulsing snatch. After a moment I pulled out and collapsed on the bed. Angelica came over immediately and serviced me, licking me clean. She then licked Victoria, who was moaning and doing a limp rag imitation.

I lay there recovering, thinking about Angelica's request. For some reason I was hesitant, resisting that demon in me again. I decided to think about it for a while. I was hungry, not having had any dinner. When asked, the girls said they were also hungry. We put some clothes on and went to the kitchen. I wasn't in the frame of mind to handle anything fancy, so I made some ham sandwiches and pulled out some chips and soda.

Victoria had heard what Angelica had said to me. She sensed I was hesitant, and thought I was afraid of getting Angelica pregnant. I must say that hadn't occurred to me. Victoria said they had ridden their bikes down to Planned Parenthood a couple of weeks ago and got Angelica on the pill. I could see my daughter had planned carefully behind my back.

We ate while I weighed the pros and cons. Angelica watched me with her liquid dark eyes. I cleaned up the plates and wiped down the table, still undecided. The girls were looking at me with their puppy dog eyes begging, so it wasn't long before Angelica ended up lying naked on the table, me licking and sucking her sweet cunt, Victoria kneeling under the table servicing my cock with her mouth.

Angelica was hot and uninhibited, begging me for it, and of course, I gave it to her. Pushing my cock into that sweet plump little cunt was heaven. She was different from Victoria. She wasn't afraid of the pain as I pushed against her hymen. Victoria stood next to the table, licking and sucking Angelica's nipples and circling her finger around Angelica's clit, which I'm sure helped a bit. My biggest surprise was when the pain of her tearing hymen made her cum like a rocket going off. She begged me not to stop, so the demon in me fucked her hard. She loved every minute of it. I prolonged my own pleasure, telling Victoria to put her head down on Angelica's stomach. I fucked Angelica a few strokes and then pulled out and stuck my cock in Victoria's mouth for a few. It was unbearably erotic. I gave Angelica every drop of my cum when it came time, then had Victoria suck most of it out of her.

That was a fantastic night. A hot plump little cunt nestled on each side of me when I went to sleep. I only had to roll over to one side or the other to get my fill.

Chapter Two - The Villa

Angelica was spending the night over at our house quite a bit, as you can imagine. She and my daughter pleasured each other during the day when I was at work, then pleasured me when I came home. Both girls spent so much time sunbathing naked by the pool that their tan lines disappeared. I knew nothing of Angelica's family. She told me her father was dead. The loss of a beloved parent was a bond she and Victoria shared. Angelica lived with her mother, who worked a lot. She became like another daughter, spending more and more time with us.

We were disappointed when Angelica said she had to go visit her paternal grandfather at his villa in Northern California for a few weeks. They were having some kind of yearly family reunion. Angelica was happy because her mother had not allowed her to spend much time with her father's family since his death five years ago. Since this was a family event, it would not be appropriate for Victoria and I to go.

We were, therefore, surprised one evening to receive a fancy embossed invitation, delivered by private messenger, for an extended visit with Serrano family. It had been only four days since Angelica had left. I knew this would be dangerous. I would have to keep my hands off my girls in the presence of others. I was obsessed with and missed Angelica, though. I figured we could sneak in a few erotic sessions here and there. The messenger was waiting for our reply to the invitation. I quickly called work and left a message on my boss's voice mail telling him there had been a death in the family and I needed two weeks emergency vacation. Fuck them, I thought. I told the messenger we would be happy to accept the invitation. I was astounded when the messenger told us we would be flown up in a private jet the next morning. He would arrive by limousine to pick us up the following morning at 9:00 a.m. He said to pack a tuxedo, as dinner would be formal. We ran around like crazy the rest of the evening getting ready.

The limousine delivered us to a richly appointed Gulfstream jet. Angelica's family must be very wealthy. This scared me a little. Wealth means power. If they found out what I had done, they could squash me like a bug. I calmed myself by surmising that if they knew what was up I would have had a policeman greeting me at the door instead of a private messenger with an embossed invitation. Victoria and I became calm enough to discreetly join the mile high club in the bathroom.

When I had heard the word villa, I had expected a big house, but I was totally unprepared for the huge mansion we discovered when we arrived around lunchtime. Security was tight on the compound, which was miles from the nearest town. When arriving, we passed through a gated security checkpoint manned by armed guards and there was fencing as far as the eye could see. They must value their privacy. That prickle of apprehension was back.

We were received by servants and ushered to our room. Actually it was a suite of rooms. Angelica and her family were nowhere to be seen. I was perplexed by the lack of welcome. Where was Angelica?

We freshened up and changed, waiting for some word of what to do next. We were served refreshments, which included a sangria-like pitcher of punch, which the servant insisted had no alcohol. The pitcher was refilled several times during the hour and a half we waited. I felt my blood heating and a powerful arousal building. I told myself it was the anticipation of seeing Angelica again. A servant finally arrived and informed me Antonio Serrano, Angelica's grandfather, wished to see me in his library. Victoria was to be escorted to see Angelica and I would have a private meeting with Senor Serrano and his son Alejandro. I didn't like being separated from Victoria, but I went along with it.

Victoria waved and skipped after the servant, anxious to see her friend. I was led down stairs and through passages until I was hopelessly lost. This place was huge! Finally I was ushered into a large library on the ground floor. The room smelled of leather and cigar smoke. One side of the room was floor to ceiling windows and French doors that opened to parkland and trees, the lair of a country gentleman.

The country gentleman in question came out from behind his desk to greet me. Antonio Serrano was a handsome robust man in his fifties. His dark hair was peppered with gray. I could see a strong family resemblance to Angelica in his eyes and the bones of his face.

"Mr. Kelly, welcome. May I present my son, Alejandro Serrano." He gestured to a man about my age, obviously the man's son from the resemblance. Alejandro greeted me warmly. Antonio Serrano motioned me to a chair, asking me to sit near the fireplace. He offered refreshment, more sangria punch, and the three of us sat down together.

"Thank you for the invitation Senor Serrano." I said.

"Please, call me Don Antonio. I apologize for not greeting you when you arrived. There was urgent family business to attend to. I must admit, you have placed us in a difficult situation, but let me tell you that I bear you no animosity. I blame myself for our present predicament."

They knew. I knew at that moment that they knew. I fought panic and tried to quickly decide how to handle this. Since the greeting from the two men had been cordial, I figured honestly was the best policy. I took the bull by the horns, so to speak.

"How can you blame yourself, Don Antonio? I have taken your granddaughter's virginity. How could you not be offended?"

"Ahhh, a man of courage, coming right to the point. I now believe I have not misjudged you. I had only Angelica's word, mind you, but now I see for myself what she has seen in you. I blame myself for not taking charge of Angelica's education long before this. When the man Angelica believed was her father died, I allowed her mother to take comfort in her daughter. Angelica is her adopted daughter, mind you. My son Bernardo did not father her and his wife Maria was not her mother."

"Does Angelica know she was adopted?"

"Yes, she now knows who her real mother and father are. This is getting off the point, though. We must talk about your relationship with Angelica and Victoria."

"You know about Victoria?" I was starting to sweat, despite my outward courage. I could be in serious trouble here.

"Oh yes. I am very much looking forward to meeting her. Angelica is quite fond of both of you. Her affection for you has forced me to consult my family and try to find an agreeable solution to our predicament."

"I don't see that there is anything that can be done. We can't restore the virtue of either girl."

"You are right there, my friend. I am not speaking of that. You do not understand my true predicament. To understand I must tell you about my family. We are a unique society, very secretive. I am confident that you will keep our secrets as we will keep yours."

This was true. Whatever he had to tell me would never pass my lips for fear of exposure of my own secret. Don Antonio offered me a brandy, which I accepted readily. He then began his story.

"The Serrano's are an ancient noble Spanish family. We came to California almost 200 years ago when the crown awarded us a generous land grant. We, being a secretive society for reasons that will become clear, decided to take advantage of this opportunity to avoid the scrutiny of the Church and the royal court. You see, to you incest is an erotic diversion. For us it has been a way of life for hundreds of years."

I was stunned to say the least. Now I understood the lack of censure about the relationship with my daughter. Don Antonio went on to tell me the rest of the story and the unique predicament I had unknowingly precipitated.

One of the Serrano ancestors began this culture of incest for reasons that have been lost to the centuries. He began a tradition in the family that became their culture. This led to fathers impregnating their daughters and brother mated with sister. After a few generations a pure line of Serranos was created. It was complicated. Of course, most members of the family married to those outside the family, but the patriarch was always the born of an incestuous union of two pure Serrano parents. People not of the family who married a Serrano were not aware of this.

It had developed into a formalized ritual. Fathers would deflower their daughters at the age of thirteen and continue to have relations with them until the girl married, usually outside the family. During the summer of their thirteenth year, the girls were formally presented to the patriarch at a family ritual called La Reunion, "The Reunion." Since the taboo of sex between family members was removed, all unmarried girls over the age of thirteen were available sex partners for any family male over the age of eighteen. If a pregnancy resulted the girl was sequestered at the Villa and the child was "adopted" by other family members to rear. These children, called "Ninos de la Familia, or Children of The Family" were highly prized. This situation was rare now, since the advent of birth control. The girls, unless chosen to be impregnated, were kept on birth control until they married. I asked about birth defects and Don Antonio said they had not experienced any. They were careful to introduce other genetic strains into the family through marriage. Those of pure Serrano blood, passed down through centuries, had not experienced any birth defects that he knew of. He said modern science had shown that the prevalence of genetic defects among products of incestuous unions was not as prevalent as had been previously believed.

Their fathers or another male Serrano relative at the Reunion formally presented the thirteen-year-old girls to the patriarch. Other Serrano males would also attend, even if they had no progeny to present. There were currently over one hundred male and female Serranos of various sexually active ages present for this Reunion.

The predicament was that Angelica had actually been fathered by Don Antonio and his daughter Antonia. Angelica was therefore a "pure" Serrano. Don Antonio was the current patriarch. I had deflowered a "pure" Serrano whose virginity was intended for Don Antonio himself. The revelation of the Serrano family practices shocked me by their scope, but I was also powerfully aroused. I had to cross my legs to cover the fact that my cock was hard as a rock.

"So you see, Mr. Kelly. This is a predicament. It is fortunate you did not impregnate her, because I intend to do so myself during this Reunion."

"She offered herself to me." I pointed out.

"Yes, yes, I know. That is why I blame myself for not seeing to her education. How could you be expected to resist a treasure like Angelica?" He pronounced her name "Anhelica" in the Spanish fashion.

"So what is the solution to our problem? I have offended your family and I don't see how I can make it right. It's like closing the barn door after the horse is gone."

"You must agree to be adopted into our family, Mr. Kelly. This will erase the sin Angelica has committed. A Serrano girl, especially a pure Serrano girl, can never give her virginity to anyone but a family member."

"You don't mean a legal adoption?"

"No, no, Mr. Kelly, a ritual adoption. Our lives as Serranos are ruled by ritual, so this would be more binding to us than a legal adoption. We occasionally adopt men into our family. There are consequences, however. You must adopt our ways. You must share your daughter with us as we will share our daughters with you. You will also receive the benefit of my family's patronage and protection. We are a very wealthy family. This will make it possible for you to leave the job you hate and pursue a career more to your liking. We will talk more about your future later. I have it in my power to make many wonderful things happen for you."

"I will have to clear that with Victoria before I can offer her to anyone." The part about being able to quit my drudge accounting job sounded excellent.

"Angelica has told me of your daughter's fantasies, Senor. I do not think you will have any opposition from her. Do you have any opposition to sharing your daughter?"

"If she is willing I have no objection. What exactly does this adoption ritual entail?"

"As Serrano men, we have the responsibility to share our daughters with each other. If you are to become my son, you must allow me to have sex with your daughter, while you watch of course."

I wasn't sure how comfortable I was with the idea of watching my daughter being taken by another man. If Victoria was willing to have sex with one or more other men, that was her choice. I was uncomfortable with the idea, but for some reason this did not have the expected effect on my state of arousal. I was pulsing with lust, as if my blood was on fire.

"May I speak Father?" After receiving a nod from Don Antonio, Alejandro continued. "Mr. Kelly, if you will join our family, you must free yourself of your inhibitions and fear of sexual taboos. You have come a long way already. Let me reassure you that this kind of behavior is expected and not unusual in our family culture. We will seek to pleasure your daughter, as we would hope she would seek to pleasure us. That is all."

Don Antonio spoke again, "I must tell you that your daughter must also submit to a ritual at the formal opening of the Reunion tonight. She must publicly accept the first seed of the Reunion from 15 adult Serrano men I have chosen."

"Are you telling me you're going to gang bang my daughter?"

"Senor, please. Do not be so crude. We will treat her gently. We know what we are about. The men will be prepared so only a few thrusts will be necessary to spill their seed. Angelica has told me Victoria enjoys many more thrusts than that from you in an evening."

"That's true, but she is not prepared for something like this."

"You underestimate your daughter. Angelica and my daughter Antonia are explaining everything that will be required of her in great detail, even as we speak. All she has to do is agree and we can proceed. There is one more thing, Senor."

"What could that possibly be?"

"It would please me if you would start your own branch of our family. I wish you to impregnate your daughter at the Reunion, as I intend to impregnate Angelica."

I was stunned, but my blood was on fire. The prospect aroused me. I immediately knew what my answer was. No question about it. Yes.

"Again, if Victoria will agree."

"I believe she will. You must share her with Alejandro and me now, and with the other Serrano men tonight. After Victoria is taken by the men I have chosen for her, she will be free to accept or decline any men who approach her thereafter during the reunion. The Serrano men will publicly take Victoria tonight after you formally present her to me this evening after dinner.

"If Victoria agrees, I will be willing to go forward." I wasn't quite sure if this was a good idea, but I was afraid to ask what the alternative was. These were very wealthy powerful people, used to getting their own way.

"Very good Senor," Don Antonio said. "Alejandro, please summon the ladies so we can start."

Alejandro got up and left the room. While he was gone Don Antonio explained that there were matters of etiquette I needed to be made aware of. During the Reunion the women wore a form of traditional family dress. He explained the ritual of the presentation, which would occur before dinner that evening. I would be expected to present my daughter and, as her adopted father, present Angelica to her grandfather. He told me Antonia would explain more during dinner. He then asked me a curious question.

"Angelica tells me that when you took her the first time she received pleasure from the pain you gave her."

"Yes, Don Antonio. I tried to be gentle, but some pain was inevitable."

"But she received pleasure from her pain, did she not?"

"Yes, she did have a powerful orgasm when I broke her hymen."

"I especially treasure those who enjoy pleasure and pain together, you understand?"

"I'm not quite sure I do, Don Antonio."

"Ahhh, soon enough you will, Senor."

I was confused but Alejandro distracted me when he arrived, ushering the ladies into the room. Don Antonio and I stood when they entered the room. I was beginning to catch on to the formal manners. My eyes were on Victoria, trying to determine if she would be willing to go along with my decision. She gave me a dazzling smile when she entered the room. I took that as a yes.

"Ahhh, here they are, my precious children. Mr. Kelly, your daughter is more beautiful than I had imagined. Come here my dear." Don Antonio motioned Victoria closer to him. It was a novel experience to watch another man look at my daughter in lust. Don Antonio put his hand under Victoria's chin, turning her head this way and that.

"You are a great beauty, my child. Antonia and Angelica have explained what is expected of you, if you are to agree to be part of my family. Your father wishes to know if you are willing."

"Yes, Don Antonio. I am willing."

"Ahhh, very good, my child. Come, expose yourselves to us, ladies, as is fitting."

For the first time, I really looked at what the ladies were wearing. It was a loose white cotton blouse that tied at the neck with a string. They were wearing colorful full skirts, silk hose, and very high-heeled sandals. At the instruction of Don Antonio, they all untied the string at their neck and opened their blouses, exposing their breasts. Under their blouses they were wearing a kind of corset that lifted and supported their breasts. The demi cup around that breast left their nipples and most of the breast area exposed. The effect was very erotic and I felt myself fall into an abyss of arousal.

Victoria and Angelica's breasts I was familiar with. For the first time I really looked at Antonia. It was love at first sight. She was an older, fuller version of Angelica, with the same full sexy red lips. I looked into her smiling eyes as she noticed me looking at her. I saw appreciation and lust in those eyes that mirrored my own. Antonia tied the string of her blouse under her breasts, leaving them exposed. Angelica and Victoria did the same, obviously having been schooled to do so.

Don Antonio explained that all the women would have their breasts exposed at all times during the Reunion. "Please expose yourself and sit Mr. Kelly, so that we may begin."

Don Antonio motioned my daughter to his side. She faced him with her back to me, her exposed breasts in his face. Her head lolled back and she moaned, which I took as an indication that Don Antonio was fondling her breasts. He then lifted her skirt and I saw what she was wearing underneath. At that moment, Antonia and Angelica sat next to each other on a nearby love seat, also pulling up their skirts exposing thigh high silk hose secured with a garter belt and no panties. They spread their legs and I saw that their cunts were bald.

I found this sight quite pleasing. In my erotic haze, my eyes wandered back to my daughter. Her cunt was also bare and she was impaling herself on Don Antonio's sizable prick. Antonia came and knelt in front of me, taking my exposed erect cock into her mouth. I must say, this was the first time in my life I had a woman suck my cock before even speaking to me.

Don Antonio gasped, "Ahhh, Senor your daughter is quite responsive and pleasing. I truly enjoy tight young cunts."

By that time it was impossible for me to answer. The erotic tableau before my eyes, combined with Antonia's strongly sucking mouth had me spiraling toward an immense climax. I closed my eyes and moaned, pushing my cock deep into Antonia's mouth, bumping the head against the back of her throat as the first jets of cum erupted. Antonia didn't skip a beat, expertly swallowing all I could produce. I heard Don Antonio say, "As I give my seed to your daughter, you give yourself to my family. We are one." I saw Don Antonio jerk his hips, obviously shooting his load into my daughter's hot willing snatch as she moaned in the throes of her own climax. I found myself enjoying the site of my daughter fucking another man.

Alejandro came over and pressed his cock into his sister Antonia's willing mouth, even as she was swallowing the last of my cum. Don Antonio, having disengaged himself from my limp satisfied daughter, was watching what was going on, slowly stroking the length of his still erect cock.

"Come Angelica and Victoria," he encouraged, "I have wanted to see the two of you together. It would please me to watch you please each other."

The two girls shed their skirts and were soon entwined licking and sucking each other. I watched and realized my own erection had not subsided after my recent orgasm. After Antonia had swallowed a load of her brother's cum, their attention also turned to the young girls.

Alejandro spoke up, "Father, may I suggest we repair to your private chamber and see to these girls properly. We have time before getting ready for the presentation and they will both be off limits after the ceremony tonight."

"An excellent suggestion, my son. Come, let us go."

Don Antonio stood up and walked to a door I had not noticed in the wood paneled wall. He entered a numeric code into a cipher lock and opened the door, entering a dark room. Antonia went to the mantle, lit a candelabrum, and followed, explaining, "Candlelight is so erotic, don't you think?"

As we followed I asked Alejandro why the girls would be off limits. He explained that after tonight both girls would stop taking their birth control pills and only be allowed to have vaginal sex with the men who would impregnate them, Don Antonio and myself. Angelica would be off limits as soon as she was presented to her grandfather, Victoria after she fulfilled her part of the adoption ritual.

"Other men may continue to take them orally and anally, if the girls agree, but vaginal sex will not be allowed again until after they are safely pregnant, and even then they will only be allowed to be used gently." He seemed disappointed by that.

"How will the other men know they are off limits?"

Alejandro smiled. "You will see."

We entered the room behind the ladies. There were several comfortable sofas and chairs in the room, but also two very unusual looking contraptions. Don Antonio lifted Angelica by the waist onto one of them and I immediately understood their use. The contraption was designed to comfortably support a woman at the correct height for penetration by a man standing between her legs. For use of a better word, it was a comfortable fucking chair. Don Antonio, seeing my interest told me they called them "saddles" for riding their favorite young lady. The chairs had electronic controls that could be adjusted by the man or the woman to provide the most advantageous angle for pleasure. These people obviously had this down to a science. Don Antonio lifted Victoria into the other "saddle." Antonia shed her dress and went to sit on the sofa a little distance away. Alejandro joined her, for the moment conceding the field to Don Antonio and myself.

Don Antonio, after comfortably settling Victoria in her saddle, began to strip off his clothes. He was well muscled and virile for a man his age. I took his lead and shed my clothes also. Our raging erections were still in evidence.

"With your permission, Mr. Kelly...No, I must now call you Michael, as you are my son. Is that acceptable to you?"

"Yes, Don Antonio."

"Please, call me Father."

"Yes, Father."

"With your permission I would like to use your daughter for my pleasure."

"You don't need my permission, Father, you need hers."

Victoria, open, vulnerable, and obviously aroused, hissed, "Yessss, please."

"Ahhh, Victoria, my new granddaughter, you are a pleasure to me," he answered her. "Please, Michael, you must take this opportunity to use Angelica for your pleasure. It might be several months before you get another opportunity. It would please me if we do this together. I want to watch you take her while I take Victoria."

I looked to Angelica, who was nodding to me and licking her lips, obviously willing. I was eager to fuck Victoria's newly bald cunt, but I also wanted to watch Don Antonio fuck my young daughter again. The small taste of that erotic pleasure I had witnessed had whet my appetite. It was also exciting to fuck in front of an audience, something I had not done before. I guess my taboo barriers were falling left and right.

I knelt in front of Angelica's chair, burying my face in her bald snatch. Her mound was smooth and baby soft. I flicked my tongue out and tasted her familiar sweet taste, my nose filled with her musky sexy scent. She was wet, so hot and ready for me. I heard Victoria gasp and moan. Don Antonio was wasting no time.

I stood and fingered Angelica's cunt, watching as Don Antonio slowing penetrated my daughter's tight little hungry snatch. He was just as thick and long as I was. Victoria liked to be filled, and he was doing an admirable job.

"Papa? Oh, please hurry." Angelica's sweet melodic voice whispered to me. Oh, yeah, I was her Daddy now too.

I adjusted the chair a bit, and plunged into that plump hot little cunt, remembering that Angelica likes it rough. She expressed full-throated pleasure. Loudly. Don Antonio looked on approvingly as he stroked in and out of my daughter's cunt a bit more gently. He was a considerate man, as I have said.

I leaned forward and sucked and bit hard on Angelica's nipples. She pulled my hair like a hot fucking bitch in heat, screaming. I heard Victoria moaning, "Cum inside me, yes, yes." Don Antonio was groaning out his climax, as he watched me slam fuck his young granddaughter. I fucked Angelica hard, growling, "Yeah, scream for me, bitch, scream," as I filled her with my cum.

I collapsed on her, suddenly coming to my senses. How could I lose control like that? I had called her a bitch in front of her grandfather! Would he be offended? Had he heard me?

I looked over and saw Don Antonio's eyes on me. He was smiling. "I see that I will have to introduce you to some of my peculiar pleasures, my son. Well done." He gently lifted Victoria out of her saddle, telling me to leave Angelica in hers. Don Antonio carried Victoria over to the sofa and sat down with her in his lap, gently caressing and kissing her, telling her she was beautiful and brought him pleasure. Victoria lapped it up like a cat with a saucer of milk. I could see Don Antonio was an astute judge of character, know exactly what she needed and when.

I went over and sat on a comfortable chair, somewhat fatigued by my erotic exertions of the day, but still erect. Alejandro went over to Angelica and adjusted the chair. He was soon robustly fucking her while we all watched. He seemed to enjoy the audience, as did she. While my attention was distracted, Antonia approached and knelt in front of me, licking and sucking me clean of Angelica's spendings and my own. Her talented mouth soon had me approaching another orgasm. She drank the small amount of cum that was left in my balls as I looked up to see Victoria busily performing the same service on Don Antonio.

I collapsed in cum soaked exhaustion. After a while Don Antonio suggested we all dress and repair to our rooms for a nap before it was time to dress for the night's festivities. Antonia went over to the wet bar and poured us all glasses of a liquid from a blue bottle. We drank the refreshing lightly flavored beverage. After a few moments I felt my erection deflating. Finally! My legs were rubbery as the servants escorted us to our rooms. The ladies kept their breasts bare, which made me realize the servants must be well paid and very discreet.

Victoria and I stripped and fell into bed. I didn't even have enough energy to fuck her cum filled little cunt like I wanted to. We soon fell into an exhausted sleep, curled around each other.

Chapter Three - The Reunion

Several hours later a servant gently awakened us. I was somewhat refreshed from the nap, but feeling groggy. The servant indicated a large pitcher of iced red sangria on the table. She told us that we should drink it all within the next hour while preparing for dinner. She told me it contained herbs to prevent muscle soreness from the coming erotic exercise and a strong aphrodisiac. I was skeptical about the aphrodisiac. Everyone knows they don't work. I then remembered my earlier endless erection. Could the sangria be an explanation?

The servant whisked my tired little kitten away to an adjoining room to bathe and dress her. "Hey, what about the sangria?" I shouted after her. "Never fear, Senor, there is another pitcher in this room," the servant laughed. I drank a large glass of sangria and stumbled into the large bathroom adjoining the master bedroom and stood for about a half hour under the pounding shower massage. I turned some knobs and found that there were more nozzles in the walls and I could stand and have hot water pound me from all sides. I felt somewhat refreshed after that. I wrapped myself in a soft thick towel and went to the walk in closet, more like a room, to dress. I brought the pitcher of sangria with me. My tuxedo was freshly pressed and hanging in the closet. I carefully dressed, drinking more sangria. After each glass I felt a little better and more energized. I drank down the whole pitcher, just as instructed. All I needed now was some food and I would be as good as new.

I walked out of the master bedroom into the sitting room and was greeting by a vision entering from the other room. I barely recognized Victoria. She blushed prettily at my open mouthed admiration. She was dressed in a full-skirted deep blue brocade ball gown shot with silver thread. The gown brought out her startling blue eyes and creamy complexion. The gown was corseted tightly from below her breasts to her waist before it flared into a bell. Her corset, of course, cupped her sexy bare breasts. Around her throat was a thick choker of clear flawless diamonds. She had full carat diamond studs in her pierced ears. Her hair was swept up on her head with a few curling tendrils framing her face. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her. The servant quietly withdrew, leaving us alone.

"Baby, you're so beautiful." I came to her and gently caressed her nipples. To my surprise, she moaned and swayed on her feet. Thinking she was still exhausted, I quickly led her to the couch to sit down.

"Daddy, I feel so strange. I'm so wet and turned on I can barely stand it. Your touch on my breasts almost made me cum."

I reached under her skirt to touch between her legs and, sure enough, she was soaking wet and sensitive to my lightest touch. The door opened and Antonia entered, seeing us entwined on the couch.

"Stop!" She said. I immediately drew away from Victoria, surprised. Stop was one word I had not expected to hear in this house.

Antonia came and smoothed Victoria's skirts down over her legs.

"I'm sorry, Michael. The etiquette of our Reunion has not been explained to you. Victoria has ingested too much aphrodisiac and is overly aroused. You must not touch her sexually when she is dressed formally like this. The only sexual touching allowed is an occasional gentle caress of the breast. I know this is strange to you, but you will see it is designed to heighten anticipation and pleasure for later."

"I am not yet feeling any effect from the sangria."

"You have a larger body mass. It takes longer to saturate your system. Never fear, it will soon become apparent to you."

For the first time I noticed what Antonia was wearing. Her dress was similar to Victoria's in style, but not in color. Her gown was gold colored silk that complemented her brown skin and flashing black eyes. Her beautiful breasts were also bare, nipples puckering. She had a similar choker, but made of deep blood red faceted stones with matching earrings. She noticed me studying them and told me they were red garnets. Her hair was also arranged upon her head, accenting her beautiful long neck.

I felt the first stirrings of a burning arousal; different from anything I had ever felt before. I reached out and gently caressed her naked breast, asking, "Is this permissible?"

"Yessss." She hissed, dark eyes smoldering. "We should go or we will be late. You must still collect Angelica and escort her to the Presentation."

Antonia went to the wet bar and quickly poured Victoria a drink from a blue bottle. She told Victoria to drink it quickly and it would help counteract her overdose of the laced sangria. It was a delicate balance, she said. While Victoria was drinking, Angelica arrived, wondering what was keeping us. She was also a vision, similarly dressed to the other women, except the color of her gown was deep copper. It also complemented her skin, hair, and eyes. She was wearing a diamond choker and earrings identical to Victoria's.

Antonia quickly escorted us through the maze of corridors and portrait galleries to the ballroom. I heard the murmur of many voices, and entered to the most astonishing sight. The room was full of men in tuxedos and beautiful bare breasted young women and girls in ball gowns. The conversation swelled as the Serrano clan got their first sight of their newest family members. Someone started to applaud, and everyone turned to us and joined in, the noise increasing. Antonia urgently whispered to me, "They are applauding Victoria's beauty. Take her to the center of the room and have her curtsey." I quickly followed Antonia's instructions, to wild shouts of approval from all in the room. I was overwhelmed at the welcome, getting my first taste of what it was to be accepted by this family. I bowed and Victoria curtseyed to all corners of the room, saying "Thank you" over and over.

A door at the far end of the room opened and a servant in livery pounded a staff against the wooden floor of the ballroom to get everyone's attention.

"The Patriarch, Don Antonio Serrano," he intoned in a loud voice.

Applause swelled once more as Don Antonio entered and sat in a chair on a raised dais at one end of the room. He waived away the applause in apparent modesty, but I could tell he enjoyed it. Finally he stood and motioned for silence. When the crowd quieted, he began to speak.

"Thank you, my family for the warm welcome. We have much to be thankful for. I know you are all anxious to get started (laughter), so we will begin the presentations shortly. Thank you for accepting our newest family members, Michael and Victoria Kelly."

This was met with an additional smattering of applause while everyone lined up in their proper places for the presentation. I was to go first with Victoria and Angelica. While everyone was getting situated, Don Antonio sat, opened his trousers, and pulled out a raging erection. I was not surprised, having been briefed about this ritual. It's good to be the Patriarch.

I walked forward across the length of the ballroom toward the dais, one bare breasted girl on each arm. When I was in front of the dais I bowed and said, "Father, may I present my daughter, Victoria." Victoria curtseyed low, rose and approached the dais. She knelt between Don Antonio's legs, took his cock deep into her mouth, and slowly sucked the length once, a ritual show of submission. She rose and returned to my side.

It was Angelica's turn. I said, "Father, may I present my daughter Angelica." Angelica curtseyed low, rose and approached the dais. She knelt between Don Antonio's legs, took his cock deep into her mouth, and slowly sucked the length once. She rose and moved to sit on a stool at his right hand. I was confused, not having been briefed about this. A servant came forward and handed Don Antonio a chain, which he attached to a ring on the back of Angelica's choker, he attached the other end to a bracelet around his wrist, effectively chaining Angelica to him. I now knew how the other men would know she was off limits.

As I bowed and led Victoria away, I noticed a similar ring on the back of Victoria's choker. We went to our place in line. I stood behind Victoria, as I had been instructed and put my arms around her. She leaned back against me, pressing her sweet ass into the raging bulge at my crotch. I gently caressed her nipples with my hands, as was allowed, causing her to "Mmmmmm" softly in the back of her throat. The men around me watched with appreciation and I remembered that she would soon be taking the seed of 15 of the adult males in the room. They looked like they couldn't wait.

"Every man here wants you baby, you know that?"

"Yes, Daddy," she purred.

"You know after you take 15 of them, you're going to be chained to my wrist until I make you pregnant, right?"

"Yes, Daddy," she swayed a little on her feet.

Antonia came up behind me. "Be careful my friend, you will make her swoon." I turned to Antonia, who smiled at me, rubbing her bare breasts against my arm.

The presentations continued. The thirteen-year-old girls were presented one by one, each taking a suck at Don Antonio's cock. I looked around the room and started to notice the ladies, aroused to know that soon they would all be available sex partners for me. I found I was attracting a bit of attention to, judging by the flirting glances I received from the ladies. In a family so closely inbred, I expected them to all look alike, but that was not so. Most of the Serrano sons and daughters mated outside the family, so there was a smattering of colorings. It was true, most of the people present had dark eyes and hair, but there was also hair of blond, brown, red, black and everything in between coupled with eyes from the darkest brown to the palest blue. They were a striking group. The men ranged in age from 18 to 55. The girls were all young, between age thirteen and about 23, all unmarried.

Don Antonio provided a splendid exhibition of stamina, maintaining his erection during the long ceremony without climaxing. I turned to Antonia, my guide to everything Serrano, and asked her why he didn't cum. She said, "The Reunion has officially begun, Michael. The honor of the first seed of 15 adult males, including Don Antonio, is being reserved for Victoria." I was impressed he could control himself so well with all those hot young mouths sucking him.

At the conclusion of the Presentation, we were led to a large formal dining room for dinner. There must have been over a hundred guests seated in the room. I was ravenous, but I couldn't tell you today what was on the menu that night if my life depended on it. Don Antonio sat at the head of the table with Angelica on a velvet stool beside his chair. He had covered himself, since sexual displays at meals were not allowed. Victoria sat on my right, Antonia on my left.

During dinner Antonia and I talked more of the etiquette involved in this highly ritualized family gathering. I noticed that all of the women and girls wore chokers of various colored stones. I asked if there was any significance to the colors.

"Oh, yes," Antonia explained. "Victoria and Angelica are the only ones wearing diamonds, which are for purity. This means they are to be impregnated and they are not available for vaginal sex when they are chained to the wrist of the man who will father their child. I am wearing red garnets, as are most of the other ladies. This means were are not fertile at the moment, and that we are freely available to all adult males for all forms of sexual intercourse. There are a few young girls who are wearing emeralds. This means their father, uncle, or brother impregnated them before the Reunion and they are in the early stages of pregnancy. They are also available for all forms of sexual intercourse, but you must use them gently. Maricela over there is wearing red garnets and diamonds. She is fertile and has been chosen to be ritually impregnated during the Reunion."

I looked over at Maricela, one of the thirteen year old girls who had been presented earlier. "Ritually impregnated?" I asked.

"Yes. She is fertile, in fact I think her father tested her and she is currently ovulating. Maricela will be available to receive seed from all the adult males present at the Reunion, including you."

"But how will she know who the father of her child is?"

"That is the point. She won't know. No one will know. The child will be a child of the family raised here at the Villa. These children are very special to us. One girl is chosen every year to be impregnated this way." Antonia then pointed over to the corner. "Those girls over there are different. The ones wearing blue sapphires are "unwilling" virgins and the ones wearing black onyx are sex slaves."

I looked over to the corner and saw four girls I had not noticed before. Two were wearing sapphires, two onyx. They were kneeling on the floor, hands tied behind their backs, heads bowed in submission. They were completely naked.

"What did they do to deserve punishment?"

"It is a ritual, as most things are with our family. Their fathers are making gifts of them to Don Antonio. Don Antonio is attended by girls he uses for his peculiar pleasures during the course of the year between Reunions. The two wearing onyx have completed their year of service and are ready to be returned to their fathers fully trained. The ones wearing sapphires are virgins who are being given to Don Antonio to train for a year."

"What is this thing about peculiar pleasures? There are things more peculiar than what I've already seen going on?"

"I don't want to spoil it for you. I believe Don Antonio would like to initiate you himself. He has great plans for you."

"How will the girls wearing onyx be punished?"

"They will be given to the Blacksmith. Not a punishment at all, if you ask me."

"I thought sex with the servants during the Reunion is forbidden."

"With this exception. You will enjoy it. It is scheduled for tomorrow night."

All of this sexual conversation and the beautiful women at the table were making me light headed. The sangria was definitely working on me. More was being served with dinner and Antonia occasionally queried me on my state of arousal to determine if I could take more. The trick, she said, was to take enough without taking too much. She allowed Victoria to drink one glass, no more, judging her to be perfectly balanced.

I asked Antonia how it was that she was not married. She paused a moment before answering.

"You think I am an old maid?" She laughed.

"No!" I stammered. "I know Don Antonio impregnated you with Angelica when you were thirteen. You must have given birth when you were 14. Angelica is now thirteen, which would make you around 27. You are old enough to have married, which is all I am saying. You are a beautiful and desirable woman, Antonia. How is it no man has captured your heart?"

"I was married. Vittorio was from Italy. Some of his business interest were compatible with the business interests of my family, so he occasionally worked with my brother Bernardo. He was traveling in South America with my brother, seeing to some international business when their small plane crashed. Vittorio and Bernardo were both killed."

"I am very sorry, Antonia. That was five years ago, right?" I remembered that Bernardo was the man who had raised Angelica as his own, the man she had thought was her father.

"Yes, five years ago. Please, this is a happy occasion, let us not dwell on unhappy matters."

We turned our attention to dessert, which was being served. I was anxious for this dinner to end and the other festivities to begin. I was aroused to a fever pitch. It felt as if my blood was burning in my veins. Things got worse for me when Antonia turned to me and said, "I wish to share your bed when you sleep."

"I would like that very much, Antonia."

"Please, don't agree so quickly. You do not understand what I am asking of you."

"Yes, I do Antonia. In an atmosphere so sexually charged as this, it is a profound act of intimacy to share sleep together, am I right? This means there is more developing between us than mere sex."

"You do understand Michael. You surprise me."

"I told you that I find you beautiful and desirable. I also find you sensitive, intelligent, and kind."

"You don't think Victoria will mind?"

I turned and asked Victoria what she thought. She immediately sensed the significance of the request and beamed with pleasure.

"Antonia, I would love to share my father with you."

Antonia blushed and thanked her. We were distracted at that moment when a servant rang a gong. I quickly kissed Antonia and Victoria goodbye, having been briefed on the events to come. The men would exit to a side chamber for a time while the ladies prepared for us in the ballroom, where preparations had been underway while we were eating dinner.

I entered the room with the rest of the men where we undressed. Servants were present to take care of our clothing. It was strange to stand in a room among so many naked aroused men. I was introduced to the fifteen men who would be fucking my daughter that night. They were all very appreciative, commenting on her beauty. One young man was especially fervent in his praise. Miguel was eighteen, so this would be his official family initiation into sex with a woman. He was a handsome young man with his Serrano father's dark hair, and his mother's vivid green eyes. He was taken with Victoria's beauty and declared he would win her heart.

"Miguel," I said, "Victoria is much too young to marry."

"Yes, Senor, you are right, but when she does choose to marry, she will choose me as her husband."

I laughed, impressed by his confidence. Miguel's father, also one of the fifteen, teased his son that he intended to woo Victoria himself. "Papa, you are already married," Miguel said.

It was time to prepare to pleasure the ladies. Miguel handed me something that looked like a container for hand cream. I opened it and found it contained a pleasant fresh smelling balm. I copied the other men, massaging the balm on my swollen cock. After a moment I felt my cock getting warm and the skin seemed more sensitive. The balm was slick, an excellent lubricant.

"What is this stuff?" I asked.

Miguel answered, explaining that this was a stimulating lubricant that had been developed by the family over the centuries. It heightened the sensitivity of the areas of the body it was applied to and it had antibacterial properties, which promoted cleanliness. It also had a pleasant taste. Miguel explained that because the aphrodisiac made men retain their erections between orgasms, they would be able to fuck continuously all night if they desired, hence the need for an excellent lubricant.

I was still a little skeptical, despite my previous experience. I couldn't deny the advanced state of my arousal. Miguel had spread some of the balm on his own cock, which was as swollen as my own. I was tempted to jack myself to climax, but this was not allowed. My first seed was to be for my daughter.

"Come, my son. It is time to go." Don Antonio led the way with an almost naked Angelica by his side. She had shed the ball gown and was dressed in her corset, garters, silk hose, and high heels. I figured this was a preview of what I was to expect from the other women.

The ballroom had been transformed since the presentation ceremony. Against the walls were several different types of those "saddle" contraptions I used to fuck Angelica earlier in the day. I couldn't imagine the use of some of them, but I guess I would find out.

I looked for Victoria, locating her finally on the far side of the room. She was tied to one of those saddles, her hands bound over her head. Antonia was kneeling between her legs flicking her tongue against Victoria's clit and fucking her cunt with an enormous black phallus. I hurried over to her side as the men chosen to fuck her started lining up. I was stunned by Victoria's transformation. All the women had unbound their hair and shed their ball gowns. Some were partially dressed, some chose to be nude. Victoria was partially dressed in corset, garters, hose, and high-heeled shoes. She was writhing against her bonds, and I could tell she was cumming under Antonia's ministrations. I wanted to fuck her so bad I couldn't see straight, but I would have to wait. I would be last to take her, after the fifteen other men. I settled for kissing her deeply and fondling her breasts. Antonia stood up, removing the phallus from Victoria's steaming snatch. I detected the scent of citrus, so I knew Antonia had seen that she was well lubricated. To be sure, I lowered my hand and stroked her, making her writhe and moan. She was hot and slick. I turned and kissed Antonia to thank her, tasting Victoria on her lips. I kissed her deeply and promised, "I'll see to you later." She smiled and winked at me before withdrawing.

"Daddy, fuck me please, please, I need it now, please." I could see the aphrodisiac was taking its toll on her. I'd never seen her this hot for it. I stood beside her and whispered erotic things into her ear, telling her to save the best for last. She was going to be well fucked in a minute, I would see to it.

Don Antonio was the first to approach Victoria. He adjusted the chair and quickly thrust into her hard. She screamed, loving it, cumming all over him. He fucked her hard, more than the few strokes he told me, before stiffening and moaning, "Es tan bueno." He pulled his wet cock out of her, covered with his seed, nodded to me, and turned to shove his cock into Angelica's mouth. He was giving the second man in line a few minutes to be sucked off further by his daughter. All the men in line were being serviced by someone, being aroused almost to climax. My own arousal was a fire in my veins. I didn't know how I could stand another minute of it.

One after another, the men came forward to wet their cocks in her cum soaked cunt. Most of them were able to climax after just a few strokes. While they were fucking her they said pretty things to her, telling her she was beautiful. I urgently whispered in her ear, telling her how hot she was making me. I told her I loved to watch her fuck these men she didn't know. I loved to watch her cum with them inside her. I caressed her breasts and reached down to stroke her clit. Victoria was almost incoherent by that point, experiencing almost continuous orgasms. Miguel was the last in line. He adjusted the chair, bringing Victoria forward a bit. He entered her, thrusting strongly while kissing her deeply. I knew he would want to take a while and I let him. He pulled his head back, looking deeply in her eyes as he filled her with his cum. He quickly whispered in her ear before withdrawing. She turned her head to watch him leave, a curious expression on her face.

It was now my turn. The cum of fifteen men was dripping from her cunt, which made me all the more hot for her. I positioned myself in front of her. Don Antonio showed up unexpectedly to take my place at Victoria's side. He whispered in her ear, making her moan and bite her lip. A servant handed him a silver chain, which he attached to the back of Victoria's collar. He came to me and attached a bracelet on my right wrist. He readjusted the chair so she was sitting almost vertically, legs spread before me. Angelica grabbed a container of balm and lathered it on Don Antonio's cock.

"Michael, it is time we teach our little girl about anal penetration, don't you think?"

I couldn't disagree in my state of frenzied lust, so I nodded to him, so turned on I couldn't speak. I slid my cock inside her hot slick cunt, still tight as hell despite having been mined by fifteen cocks. Her bald cum soaked snatch was so sexy. While I was thrusting Don Antonio approached her from behind and I could feel him slowly invading her ass. Inside her body, only a thin membrane of skin separated our cocks. I could feel his cock sliding against mine inside her body. We could both feel her cumming, her cunt and ass were convulsing with pleasure as she moaned deep in her throat. I felt myself beginning to climax, so I kissed Victoria deeply, sucking on her tongue as I pumped a full load of cum inside her tight grasping snatch. I could feel the pulses of Don Antonio's cock pumping his seed in her ass.

I felt spent and light headed as I collapsed against my hot little slut daughter. Don Antonio pulled out of her ass, a servant quickly coming over to wipe off his cock and clean him up. Of course, my prick was still rock hard, even though I had just had a world-class orgasm.

Don Antonio untied Victoria from the chair. She swayed on her feet. Don Antonio lifted Angelica into the chair where Victoria had been and tied her down. He motioned me to stand behind her.

"Let little Victoria rest at your feet, my son. I wish you to help me with Angelica."

Antonia brought over a pillow for Victoria to kneel on. The chain attached to her collar was about 5 feet long, plenty to allow her room to kneel. Antonia stood holding a container of balm, which she spread thickly on my rock hard prick.

"I'm gonna fuck you too, you know," I promised Antonia as I kissed her.

"Yes, fuck me hard and long, I know. First my father would like you to fuck Angelica's ass."

Antonia turned me around and guided my cock to Angelica's little puckered hole. She stuck her lubricated fingers inside, opening her enough for the tip of my cock. I inserted myself in her ass and slowly pressed deeper. I could feel Don Antonio fucking her cunt hard. He was grasping her legs for leverage, telling Angelica she was his hot little fuck slut. She was soon to be his hot little pregnant fuck slut. I told her to get pregnant quickly so I could resume fucking that beautiful plump little bald cunt myself. I was almost to the hilt in her ass, which was hot, grasping and tight. I began to slowly stroke in and out, the friction against my super sensitive prick making me gasp and moan in intense pleasure. I once again could feel Don Antonio's prick sliding against my own, an intensely erotic experience. Antonia, behind me, reached between my legs and cupped and squeezed my balls. She whispered nasty things she wanted to do to me and with my daughter. My orgasm was strong and long, seemingly without end as Angelica's tight little ass clamped and released me, convulsing in pleasure. I felt like I pumped a gallon of cum inside her before I was finally finished.

I pulled out and a servant came over to wipe the spendings off my cock and clean me off. Victoria stood up and we went over to sit on a couch to rest for a moment. Antonia sat at my feet. As I caught my breath I looked around the room, noticing for the first time what was going on around me. There were dozens of couplings going on everywhere I looked. Victoria was understandably tired, but I was still rock hard and raring to go, the sight of so much pumping and moaning going on making it worse.

I looked down at Antonia at my feet. I reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head toward my still rock hard erection. She willingly engulfed me in her talented mouth, licking and sucking me until I was shaking and moaning. After each orgasm tonight my arousal had increased. Each subsequent orgasm had taken longer to attain and had been more intense. Each stimulation was building on the next, taking me to higher states of physical pleasure than I had ever experienced. I felt like I could fuck every cunt in the room and still want more. Antonia licked me up and down and sucked on my balls, driving me to distraction. As if remembering something, she suddenly stopped and lifted her head.

"Maricela! I almost forgot. You have to fuck Maricela."

I wasn't pleased at the interruption, "Who the fuck is Maricela?" I thought as she rushed off to look for her. I was hot and hard so I grabbed Victoria to continue what Antonia had started. I caught Miguel's eye as I watched him fuck a hot young piece of ass from behind. He nodded and continued fucking the moaning little whore. As I was distracted watching Miguel, I felt my daughter's mouth retreat and a cunt slip over my cock. I turned my attention away from Miguel to see who had impaled herself on me. I didn't recognize her, but I didn't care. The cunt was hot, tight and dripping wet.

It was the girl with the garnet and diamond choker jacking herself up and down on my cock. Oh, yeah, Maricela, the ritual impregnation thing. I suddenly realized by cock was buried in a hot little ovulating slut who was trying to get pregnant. Oh yeah! I grabbed her by the hips, increasing the pace of the strokes. I wanted to cum buckets inside this little bitch. Antonia kissed me. That sent me over the edge and I spewed baby making seed inside Maricela's underage fertile snatch.

I couldn't believe how much cum I'd pumped out that night. There seemed to be an endless supply of it. Maricela kept jacking herself on me for a while until she climaxed herself and then excused herself to find her next victim. I told Antonia that I had better take Victoria to our room. She was sprawled limply on the couch. It was relatively early to be excusing ourselves, but Antonia understood. She accompanied us to our room, keeping her promise to sleep beside me.

Not that we slept right away, mind you. After gently undressing Victoria and tucking her under the covers, we got naked ourselves and slowly fucked each other into a state of almost continuous orgasm. Every small friction against each other exploded our senses. Victoria watched for a while before drifting off into exhausted slumber. After a couple of hours of fucking, the pleasure was almost unbearable. We did that until we were too exhausted to continue. Antonia poured us both a big glass of the stuff from the blue bottle so we would be able to sleep. I slept deeply my girls wrapped around me. I dreamt that night that Antonia had a diamond collar around her neck and she was chained to me.

Chapter Four - The Rapes

I slept deeply, dreaming intensely erotic dreams. One particularly potent one was interrupted when I was awakened by a chiming sound. I looked around groggily, getting my bearings. Victoria groaned and rolled over, trying to get away from the sound. She was tangled in the chain that still connected her to my wrist. Antonia opened her eyes and I leaned over and kissed her.

"Mmmm, Michael. Good morning. It must be time to get up."

Antonia reached over to the nightstand and pressed a button I hadn't noticed before. I heard a noise coming from the foot of the bed. What I had thought was some kind of table at the end of the bed was actually a housing for a 40" TV. The TV rose from the middle of the table and came on. Antonia grabbed a cordless keyboard stashed in the headboard and the screen came to life. She accessed an e-mail account and there were several messages for her. The clock in the lower right hand corner of the screen said it was 12:30. We had stopped fucking around 2:00 a.m. That meant we had slept for about 10 hours.

"I will show you and Victoria how to access your e-mail accounts later," Antonia told me. "There is a message from Papa. He invites us to brunch in his private quarters at 1:30."

"OK, I guess that means we have to get up and get ready."

"Yes, I will return to my room to bathe and dress."

"Fuck me a little before you go?"

Antonia laughed, "Michael, you must give Victoria your first seed today and every day until she is pregnant. Don't waste it on me."

"I don't see it as a waste. Anyway, today's her first day off the pill, so she probably won't be fertile for a couple of weeks." I kissed her.

"Michael, it is..."

"Yes, I know, it's some kind of ritual tradition. "Hey, why don't you have the servants move your stuff in here with us."

"If you want me to, yes, that would be fine."

"You know I want you to."

Antonia kissed me again and rose from the bed. I got a good view of her beautifully curved backside as she strode into the bathroom. After a few minutes she came out wearing a terry bathrobe. She blew me a kiss as she left, leaving me alone with the still sleeping Victoria.

I reached over and shook Victoria's shoulder. I had to relieve myself, which is not convenient when you're chained to another person. Victoria yawned and said, "Yes, Daddy, I know it's time to get up."

We got out of bed and I pulled her along to the bathroom. I guess "yank my chain" was taking on a new dimension. In the cavernous bathroom, I went over to the huge sunken tub and started the water. After it was the right temperature, I pushed the tub stop to let it begin to fill. I had to piss like a racehorse, so we went to the toilet I took a nice long piss. After I was done I stood patiently while Victoria relieved herself. I realized we were going to become very intimate in the next few months. I found having her chained to me very erotic and arousing, my dominant side coming out I guess. It was worth the inconvenience believe me.

Victoria said she wanted to pin up her hair before her bath, so we went to the vanity and she found some pins that would do the job. We went and got into the tub, which was still filling with water. I reached for a bottle of shower gel that was among the many different soaps and lotions on a tray by the tub. I squirted some soap into my hand and started to caress Victoria's sexy body with my soapy hands. Mmmm, isn't this nice! I massaged the soap into her firm young skin, paying special attention to her budding breasts. The silver chain that connected her to my wrist slid over her skin, moving with my hand. It was a graphic reminder of my dominance over her. I could feel my cock rising.

I'm not a fan of fucking in water. Water tends to wash all the woman's natural lubricant away, so it's not all that comfortable for them. I was thinking about quickly finishing our bath and taking her back to bed to fuck, but Victoria had other ideas. She soaped up her hands and started rubbing them all over my body. She found my erect prick and immediately began to pleasure it, coming close to kiss me, sucking my tongue into her mouth and moaning. I reached my hand between her legs and caressed her clit, making her squirm. All the fucking she had done the night before had not dampened her ardor for the sport. I pulled her to me, her slick soapy body sliding against mine.

Over her shoulder I noticed a jar of the sex balm I had been pleasantly introduced to the night before. I wondered if it would be water resistant. Hmmmmm.

"Baby reach over there and get that balm for me."

Victoria got the idea immediately. She scooped out some balm and spread it on her hands. She reached under the water and massaged it into my rock hard member. Once again, I felt that slick lube transforming a run of the mill hand job into something quite extraordinary. It was water resistant, as fate would have it. I grabbed Victoria by the hips and impaled her with my fuck rod, the balm making my passage inside smooth and worry free.

"Oh yeah, Daddy. Mmmmmm."

My own little version of chained heat jacked herself on my cock, using her internal muscles to grip and squeeze me. Her slick soapy body was undulating over me as she gripped my shoulders.

"You're so fucking hot, baby. You like the way Daddy's cock fills you?"

"Mmmm, Daddy, it's so good when you fuck me."

I could tell by the way her voice was getting breathless and her cunt was rhythmically squeezing me that she was going to cum. At that moment a servant walked into the bathroom, delivering a pitcher of sangria. She put the pitcher down, turned to get some towels, and approached the bathtub to set them down nearby. I was fucking my daughter in the bath and the servant didn't bat an eye. I hoped she would stay and watch us. She smiled and stood watching us, not revealing her thoughts. I looked right at her as I pounded into my daughter, making Victoria scream with pleasure. I gripped Victoria's hips firmly and fucked her deep as I went over the edge into sexual oblivion. I pumped cum into her soon to be fertile cunt, getting erotic satisfaction from our audience.

"Daddy, you fuck so good," Victoria said as she looked at the woman. My little baby thought this was erotic too.

I unclasped the chain and let Victoria go with the servant to get dressed. I had been told attire for gentlemen was informal for the remainder of the Reunion. There would be another formal dinner on the last evening, but until then everyone was free to be informal and enjoy themselves how they wished. There would be another mass orgy on the last night also, but no organized debauchery until then. Just disorganized debauchery, everyone taking advantage of opportunities that presented themselves. I put on some jeans, no underwear. I went shirtless and left the first three buttons on my jeans open, the easier to fuck you, my dear. I stepped into some soft leather moccasins and I was ready to go.

Victoria was required to wear the casual bare breasted attire I had seen her in yesterday. Full cotton skirt with a loose blouse tied under corseted breasts, comfortable sandals she could kick off. There were not exactly equal rights during this Reunion, but the women seemed comfortable with their submissive roles for the moment. The only difference was today she had bare legs, no hose and her long hair was tied in one long braid down her back.

While getting dressed I had been sucking down glass after glass of sangria. My head was clearing and my blood was heating. I went to find Victoria. The servant was braiding her hair. I clasped the chain to her choker, lifted her to her feet, cocked her leg on the dressing table, and fucked her from behind while the maid was finishing with her hair. The servant didn't miss a beat. I liked this. Victoria had also been drinking sangria and she was hot and ready for me, cumming almost immediately. God, I love it when she moans "Daddy, daddy."

We were ready to go and I pushed my still rock hard prick into my pants. Antonia wasn't around, so I asked the servant to escort us to Don Antonio's private quarters. We traveled through several corridors and climbed a few flights of stairs, but Don Antonio's quarters were not that far away from ours.

The servant led us to through a large living room through some French doors to a stone terrace. Don Antonio was there, as were Angelica and Antonia. Don Antonio waved us over smiling. He greeted me and opened his arms to give Victoria a hug. Victoria went into his arms with joy. She genuinely liked this man. He stroked her breasts a little, making her giggle, before running his hand up her leg under her skirt. He was happy to discover cum dripping down her leg, evidence her cunt had been well used already that morning. My cock was still rock hard in my pants and the sight of Angelica perched bare breasted on a stool beside her grandfather didn't do anything to cool my blood.

Don Antonio waved me over to a chair and I gave Antonia a kiss as I passed her. There was a velvet stool beside my chair and Victoria perched on it, copying Angelica.

"Did you sleep well, my son?" Don Antonio inquired.

"Yes, Father, very well."

"You pleased Antonia well, she tells me."

I looked at Antonia, remembering our hours of erotic pleasure the night before. Something swelled in my chest, something I had not felt in years. Antonia blushed under my intense scrutiny. "She pleased me as well, Father."

Don Antonio looked from Antonia to me and smiled. "Let us break our fast together. It is traditional for you to feed Victoria from your plate."

More sangria was served, but as I knew, no sexual activity was allowed at the table. A welcome break, if you asked me. I asked Don Antonio, "I don't know how you people do it, even with the special herbs to add to your stamina. It's exhausting to keep up this level of arousal for so long."

Don Antonio laughed. "This type of activity is only during the Reunion, my son. During other times we live rather normal lives. We do use the sangria, but we don't drink nearly as much. Your system will accustom itself to the herbs. You will learn how to control your arousal, staying hard for as long as you want when you want to. I can't go around with a constant erection, I do have business to conduct with the outside world."

"How long will it take for my system to accustom itself?"

"By the end of the Reunion, you should be accustomed. During the Reunion, it's not really a problem since you are "required" to satisfy all the beautiful young ladies."

Our food was served and I fed Victoria from my plate, having her eat off my fork. I began to see how these rituals, which had been developed over years, fostered a dominant/submissive relationship between generations. I wasn't sure how comfortable I was with this, but my prick didn't mind.

"Where are all the wives and mothers of the family?" I asked.

Antonia answered me. "Once a woman marries, it is traditional for her to retire from the more openly erotic pastimes of our culture. In the past it was retirement to become a devoted wife and mother. With the advent of women's liberation, most daughters of our family have chosen to pursue higher education and have become an integral part of the management of our multi-national corporations. Women of our family still retire from the Reunion, after marriage, though. She may choose to pursue an alternative sexual lifestyle within the confines of her marriage, if the husband agrees."

Don Antonio laughed. "Ah, my dear, you know that for a lie. There are daughters who form such a strong sensual bond with their fathers or other male family members, that these relationships continue for long after they are married. You yourself are an example of that. You could never resist a lathering from my cock when it was available, eh Mija, even after you married your wealthy Italian stud."

Antonia smiled fondly at her father. "Yes, Papa. You are truly irresistible. Many women, although, choose to remain faithful to their husbands. It is traditional to shelter the mothers and underage children of the family from most of the sexual aspect of our family culture. The daughters of our family marry outsiders, of course. Children of those marriages are initiated, with the cooperation of their mothers, by their Serrano uncles or grandfathers. It is these men who escort them to the Reunion. That is why you see many Serrano men escorting more than one young lady. There are a few Serrano mothers in residence on the compound presently. They are staying at the hunting lodge, which is over a mile away in the woods to the north."

"How do you keep all this a secret?"

Don Antonio answered. "We are careful and discreet. Children of our family are raised to know that they come from a special family. They are indoctrinated into our culture slowly. It is ingrained in them that there are secrets that must be kept from the non-Serrano side of their family. The Serrano men initiate them gently, for the most part, with judicious use of sangria during seduction. You are greatly respected for seducing both Victoria and Angelica without the use of sangria, by the way. Wealth is also useful in keeping our secret. Judicious use of our wealth has smoothed over any problems we have encountered in the past. Angelica's adoptive mother was a potential problem that I solved in this manner. She has relinquished custody of Angelica to me. After Angelica recovers from her pregnancy, she will be able to visit with her adoptive mother again."

"But you are such a wealthy family, how do you keep from attracting press attention?"

"We are involved in many different types of commerce, from crude oil and natural gas to diamonds and precious jewels. We import and export hundreds of different commodities. We are also bankers, lawyers, doctors, academics, artists and writers. There are many holding companies and complex organizational charts. Everything is legal, of course. We are not an organized crime family. That would present too much of a danger to our sexual interests. Our wealth is spread between hundreds of members of our family, both Serrano and those who have married into our family. It is known that we are powerful and wealthy, but the true dimensions of our family wealth are not readily apparent to the outside world. We are also obsessively private people. We keep a very low profile with the press. We have been successful in keeping our family culture secret."

"Do you often adopt non-Serrano males into the family?"

"Occasionally. You are the first man to be adopted who was not already married to a Serrano wife."

"Ahh, an honor, Father, thank you."

"You have brought me joy in your daughter, my son. It is a fair trade. I have big plans for your future in the family. We will discuss that later. For now, let's go down to the pool and enjoy this sunny day."

We went down to the pool where Victoria and Angelica undressed to lay naked in the sun. Many other Serrano family members had the same idea, so the pool was crowded. There were so many beautify naked young bodies on display it was erotic sensory overload, in my opinion. Antonia and I also undressed, but relaxed in the shade of an awning, drinking sangria. Don Antonio and I were lying near the edge of the awning so Victoria and Angelica could lie in the sun without stretching their chains uncomfortably.

Antonia and I were laying on a chaise lounge built wide enough for two. I watched to naked bodies cavorting in the pool and noticed something for the first time. Each girl had a small tattoo on her back at the base of her spine. I had noticed Antonia's the night before. I asked her if all the tattoos were the same. She said they were. The tattoo was two snakes, one black and one red, entwined in a figure eight design. Each snake was eating the tail of the other, forming an unbroken circle. The red snake was for passion, the black snake for discipline. All Serrano girls received the tattoo after their father or other male relative took their virginity.

"What about Victoria and Angelica?" I asked.

"They will receive theirs after the Reunion. There is just too much going on during this week to see to it properly."

Victoria, hearing what we were discussing, came over. "Daddy, please say I can have the tattoo!"

"Sure, baby. I think it looks sexy."

"Great Daddy, thank you. Can I also have my navel pierced?"

I looked around and, sure enough, a lot of the young ladies had piercings. They had not been wearing jewelry in their piercings the night before, so I hadn't noticed. I looked over at Antonia and noticed she had her navel pierced. I asked Antonia what she thought. She told me the piercings were not traditional, but many of the men thought they were sexy, so they allowed their daughters to do it.

"I must warn you," Antonia said to Victoria, "the piercings can be quite painful when performed."

"But they don't hurt afterwards, do they?" Victoria asked.

"No, mija, they don't hurt afterwards." Antonia assured her.

That set off a round of begging. Angelica, knowing she would be getting a tattoo, had not commented on that phase of the conversation. She also began to beg her grandfather for piercings. Don Antonio was easily persuaded, so I went along with it also. Don Antonio seemed especially intrigued by the pain aspect of the procedure.

Victoria and Angelica were satisfied, so went back out to lie in the sun. Antonia offered me more sangria. My blood was pretty heated already, so I declined. After some preliminary swimming and splashing around, people were beginning to group together and have sex. It was quite enjoyable to watch and I didn't want my blood to overheat.

Antonia pressed her naked body against me and whispered, "Michael, you must drink more sangria. Papa has something special planned for you a little later and he wants you to be overdosed by then."

"Overdosed?"

"He wants you to have no sexual inhibition at all, Michael. You're going to try something new and he wants you to enjoy it."

"Something having to do with peculiar pleasures?"

"Yes."

I was apprehensive, but I agreed to drink more. Antonia reached over for some balm and began to give me an excellent hand job. I noticed some of the older men were approaching our little pavilion, so I yanked on Victoria's chain to get her attention and threw her a container of the balm. She was going to need it, judging by the looks on the men's faces.

Antonia's excellent hand job became an excellent blowjob. The men approached and asked Victoria and Angelica for sex. It wasn't long before both little ones were on all fours, each with big piece of fuck meat in her ass and in her mouth. Serrano males liked to fuck the chained ones, I guess.

Antonia straddled me, impaling my cock. One of the girls with an emerald choker, signifying pregnancy, came over and straddled Don Antonio. He fucked her gently with great affection, stroking her little belly, which was just beginning to round. We watched the action, the girls straining on the chains. I whispered in Antonia's her ear, "Don Antonio said you couldn't resist a lathering from his cock when it was available. Is that true?"

"Oh, yessss. He has always made me frantic with lust. There is nothing like your father's cock." She moaned as she approached her first climax of the morning, at least the first from my prick.

"I want to watch you fuck him. Would you let me watch?"

"Mmmmm, yes. I would like that."

Antonia was cumming for me, moaning as I blew a load into her cunt. She had told me the night before that another effect of the sangria was a huge increase in the amount of semen a man produced. I remembered the night before when I had believed I had an endless supply. Antonia had managed to fuck me dry. Quite an accomplishment, if you ask me.

The girls had produced several climaxes from the gentlemen servicing them. Their mouths and asses were foaming with cum. Don Antonio waved the men away and our girls returned to our sides in the shade. Servants came up to wipe them clean of spendings. This was not necessary in my opinion. I liked my little slut cum soaked.

Antonia sat between my legs and lay with her back against my chest and then spread her legs. She beckoned her father to her. Victoria and Angelica found some cushions and sat themselves down nearby to watch. Don Antonio approached, stroking himself as he positioned his cock to posses his daughter. He pulled her over to the side so he could kneel between her legs and fuck her while she lay across my lap. I caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples while I watched Don Antonio impale her. He teased her with his cock, making her squirm and beg. "Te gusta, si?" he moaned in Spanish. You like this, yes? "Si, me gusta, tambien. I could never get enough of you, my beauty."

I reached down and flicked her clit with my thumb while Don Antonio slowly slid his thick cock in and out of her. Antonia was watching my face, looking for my reaction. I told her, "Yeah, baby, you're hot like this. I could watch you getting fucked all day long." That wasn't just the sangria talking. She was fucking hot, laid out like that getting it from her daddy. She loved every minute of it.

Don Antonio was torturing her. Fucking her a little faster, then slowing down just when she was about to cum. They had been fucking for years, so I guess he knew just how to play her. He drew it out until she was frantic with lust, just like she said she would be. I had left off stroking her clit, allowing Don Antonio to do her just the way he wanted. She was shaking and moaning, begging him to finish her. He looked at me and said, "You see, my son. You see what power you can have over them. This is nothing compared to what I am prepared to teach you"

I did see. I saw and I liked. The demon inside me uncoiled and stretched from his complacent sleep, flexing his wings, preparing to take flight. Antonia screamed. This brought shouts of encouragement and congratulation directed at Don Antonio from the other men around the pool. He was the acknowledged master as he slowly drew his daughter toward a soul-shattering climax. He had her whimpering and begging before he finally put her out of her misery. He pumped her strongly, saying, "Usted sabe quién es amo, usted no?" You know who your master is, do you not?

She answered, "Si, Papa, usted es mi amo, usted es mi amo." Yes, Father, you are my master, you are my master.

With that, he finally let her cum, pounding her over the edge into a powerful climax. He had also been denying himself, so he threw his head back, shouted and pumped her full of cum. Wow. I had never seen anything like it. I turned to Victoria, who leaned toward me and whispered, "Daddy, can you learn to do that?" I laughed and told her I would do my best.

Don Antonio sat back down on his chaise lounge, leaving his daughter a quivering cum soaked mess for me to comfort. He calmly sipped some sangria as Angelica licked him clean. He waived her off after a moment, wanting to allow the sweat to dry on his body. One of the little pregnant girls approached me for sex, but Don Antonio sent her away. "I want you to save it for a while my son. We are going to the Discipline Room to meet the Blacksmith in a few minutes. Drink some more sangria. I want you at a fever pitch for what is to come."

I obeyed, gulping more sangria. After the display I had witnessed, I couldn't wait to see what came next. Don Antonio gave Antonia a few minutes to gather herself after her ordeal. He then rose and ordered us to follow him back into the house. This we did, all of us still naked, as he led the way through the twisting turning corridors and galleries to the Discipline Room.

We entered a small antechamber. There was a closed set of double doors leading to another, probably larger chamber beyond. Don Antonio went to the doors and opened one. He only opened it far enough for him to stick his head in and call to someone. He closed the door and turned to us, saying the Blacksmith would be with us in a moment.

After a few moments a handsome man of African descent came out of the door. He was naked expect for some leather bands around his arms and criss-crossing his chest. He was carrying a riding crop. He was tall and his body was heavily muscled, not an ounce of fat visible. His penis was enormous, the largest I had ever seen. It was erect and pulsing, like the light of lust in his black eyes.

"Mr. Kelly, may I present Hannibal, my blacksmith."

Hannibal turned to me and nodded saying, "It's a pleasure to meet a new member of the family." His voice was deep and cultured. Intelligence shown from his eyes. He was formidable.

I told Hannibal it was a pleasure to meet him also. For the first time I noticed the reaction of the ladies. Angelica and Antonia had immediately knelt at his feet, wrapping their arms around his legs. He absently stroked Angelica with the riding crop as his eyes lit upon Victoria.

"Come and meet Hannibal, child." Don Antonio encouraged.

I moved forward so Victoria, constrained by the chain, could reach Hannibal. She stood in front of him, staring at his huge black erect cock. I nudged her and she looked up, remembering her manners.

"I am pleased to meet you, Mr. Hannibal." Victoria said, sticking her hand out. Hannibal engulfed her hand with his huge paw.

"Likewise, doodlebug." Victoria giggled at the use of the unusual endearment from such a forbidding man. Hannibal reached out and ran his thumb over her lips, asking her in a whisper to stroke his cock. Victoria did the best she could with her small hand on his huge member. The other ladies begged to touch it also, so Hannibal soon had three sets of hands stroking his cock and balls, which were also impressively large.

Hannibal turned to Don Antonio, pausing to slap the riding crop against Angelica's ass. "Too bad I have to leave off training this one for a while. Can't wait to fuck the little blue-eyed one. I like the young ones. I'll have to be gentle with her, though." He sighed deeply, disappointed that he couldn't fuck Victoria until after she was pregnant, and then he would have to use her gently due to her condition. He turned to Victoria and said, "Honey, the moment you find you're pregnant, you come on down to the stables and old Hannibal will fuck you right, baby."

Don Antonio turned to the ladies, "All right girls, you know the rules. During the Reunion you can't have sexual contact with someone who is not a family member. Touching him like that is bending the rules a little, so let's not break them."

Don Antonio came over to me and took the bracelet chaining me to Victoria off my wrist. He clasped the bracelet to Antonia's wrist. To her other wrist he attached the bracelet that was attached to Angelica's choker. "Antonia, I don't wish Michael to feel inhibited by his daughter's presence. Please take the girls to my private quarters and relax for a while. Guard them well for us, mija." Antonia agreed, leaving with the girls chained to her wrists, pausing at the door to look back at Hannibal wistfully.

"It'll be nice to be able to fuck that one again too. She does enjoy what I do for her, doesn't she?" Hannibal said as the ladies left. When Hannibal turned to go open the door into the next chamber, Don Antonio stopped him and motioned him to sit down in an overstuffed chair.

"Hannibal, the family has been consulted. We adopted Mr. Kelly into our family yesterday. He was the first man adopted into our family who was not already married to a Serrano wife. We have decided, since you have been such a loyal and dedicated friend to us for so many years, that we would also like to invite you into our family."

Hannibal seemed stunned and touched. "Of course, I would be honored Don Antonio. I am willing to share my sons and daughters with your family, as your family has shared theirs with me."

"We have already done much sharing, Hannibal. I am looking forward to more in the future. For your adoption ritual I'd like the virginity of your daughter who just came of age. Unless, of course, you've already had her yourself."

"No, sir. I haven't had time with all the preparations for the Reunion. Missy will take you and the others you choose just fine, sir. We'll discuss the details later."

"Antonia will be very happy about this when she finds out, Hannibal." Don Antonio said. "She won't have to wait until after the Reunion to get your special treatment."

"I have a feeling I'm going to be very tired by the end of the week." Hannibal laughed. All the Serrano women would be his for the taking as soon as his adoption ritual was complete.

"Come gentlemen." Don Antonio said as he looked at the clock, "I am eager to begin. I must explain to Michael what is expected of him."

"We've got three virgins in there, Don Antonio, won't Alejandro be joining us?" He then realized one was going to be for him and he grinned. "This is quite an honor, Don Antonio."

"Think nothing of it, my friend. The one on the right is for you. She is fertile and ready to be chained to your wrist, Hannibal. You must provide us with a strong child to renew our bloodline."

Hannibal was delighted. Then he suddenly frowned. "What about my wife and kids? I can't very well go home with a young girl chained to my wrist." The servants with families lived outside the compound in an apartment complex built by the Serranos for that purpose. Only initiated servants were allowed on the compound. The family members of the servants were not allowed on the compound during the Reunion. There was way too much uninhibited sex going on in public to risk that. Other than the Reunion, sexual activity was kept behind locked doors so there was no chance of discovery.

"Your wife has been told your business trip is going to be longer than you anticipated. She was already expecting you to be away for over a week. You will be given family quarters in the house. Alejandro is seeing to the adoption of your son Isaiah. You are training Isaiah well. He is twenty now and ready to become a Blacksmith in his own right. You will remain here at the Villa until Juanita is safely pregnant."

Don Antonio turned to me. "Time is short, Michael. I must explain this to you. There are three virgins inside the room. They are bound and gagged and Hannibal has been disciplining them a little with the riding crop. They are frightened, but you must not allow this to deter you. One of my sons, a doctor, will give them an injection of sangria herbs when the time is right. This allows the herbs to enter their systems in a rush at the proper time. We are training them to enjoy pain with their pleasure. Their fathers have chosen this for them. You must go in there and take the virginity of the girl I have chosen for you before she is injected. I don't want them to enjoy this, at least not at first."

"In other words you want me to go in there and rape one of these girls?" The demon inside me was beating his wings, straining against my conscience, trying to break free. The overdose of sangria was burning in my veins, sending pulses of erotic energy to my straining cock.

"Yes. Rape is an accurate description." Don Antonio answered.

Don Antonio could sense my hesitation. He went to the door to call to someone inside. A man wearing a white lab coat entered the antechamber, obviously the doctor.

"Michael, my son Justo will administer an injection of sangria if you feel this will help you overcome your hesitation. I am only trying to set free the potential I have seen in you. You will thank me one day for opening your eyes to this world."

I nodded my agreement to the shot. Justo approached, reaching into his pocket for a hypodermic needle. He popped the plastic cap off the needle and motioned me into a chair. He quickly found a vein, inserted the needle, and pressed the plunger home. I can't accurately describe the intense rush of arousal that burned through my body. I felt like I had come out of my skin. My demon broke free to soar, screaming in triumph, into the sky. I turned to Don Antonio saying, "Let's go."

Don Antonio smiled and opened the door. I saw three dark haired, dark eyed young beauties bound to their saddles at the far side of the room. Don Antonio whispered for me to take the one on the left as he handed me a riding crop. The girls were bound with their hands over their heads, much as Victoria had been the night before. These girls were also gagged and had their legs securely bound with bands of leather. The effect was one of helplessness, very erotic and arousing to me.

As I approached my victim I noticed her torso and breasts were covered in slicing red marks, obviously signs of Hannibal's handiwork. Don Antonio approached to instruct me on the use of the crop. He counseled me to use it gently until I was sure I could whip without breaking the skin. I was familiar with riding crops and whips, having ridden horses most of my life, so I was fairly confident I could do so. The welts, he said, would fade in a few hours. He and Hannibal were experts, having had long years of practice in this peculiar art. Part of me wished I could just watch Hannibal at work, but I had my own work to do.

I ran my hands over the quivering skin of the girl chosen for me. I asked Don Antonio her name and he said it was Susanna. Susanna was looking at me apprehensively. Smart girl. The demon inside had returned from his flight to squat inside my chest, extending his hard scaly cock into my own.

I lifted the crop for the first time, bringing it down on Susanna's left breast and nipple in a stinging slap. She whimpered and tried to twist away, but she was firmly bound. Her tears and fear excited me. I wanted to rape her little virgin cunt until she begged me to stop. I could hear the sound of leather slapping against skin and the other girls moaning and whimpering in fright. I felt a little sorry for the one Hannibal would use. The sight of that huge slab of fuck meat coming toward you would make the wettest of willing sluts apprehensive.

I paid no attention to the other men as I concentrated on the task at hand. I grabbed my cock and stroked it, telling Susanna I was going to fuck her whether she liked it or not. If it all went according to plan, she would like it by the time I was through with her. Don Antonio had instructed me to apply a thin layer of balm to my cock, as the girls would not be wet and ready for us. We wanted to cause pain, not actual damage, so a little lubricant was called for.

I positioned myself, using the controls to adjust the chair slightly. I positioned the head of my cock at the entrance to her fuck tunnel, pressing forward until the head of my cock was inside her. She was tight and dry. This one wasn't faking it. She was one scared little virgin. I started pushing my cock farther inside her, having to push hard to get her to open for me. She was whimpering and crying, trying to twist away from me. Her bonds made escape impossible. I felt the head of my cock press against her hymen. I paused for a moment and glanced over at Don Antonio. He was pushing his cock inside his little virgin. Hannibal was having a little trouble, since he was so huge. He had pulled out and put a little more balm on his cock to ease the way a little. I watched as he reinserted his penis. The sight of that big black monster being engulfed by that tight little bald virgin pussy was enough to get my demon roaring. I reached up and ripped off Susanna's gag. I wanted to hear her scream while I raped her. Don Antonio and Hannibal did the same. I found out later that the gags were a precaution for my gentle sensibilities. Don Antonio and Hannibal like to hear them scream too.

I thrust my hips forward, ripping Susanna's hymen in two as she screamed in pain and begged me to stop. The other two were expressing their displeasure in rising tones also, especially Hannibal's little one. The screams only made my demon more lustful and he encouraged me to plunge my cock deep inside Susanna's tight virgin snatch. I let go with my first orgasm, my spilling seed easing the way for my plunging cock as I continued to pound her. I showed her no mercy.

Don Antonio looked at the clock on the wall. "Almost time, gentlemen. Justo, begin the injections with Susanna."

Justo came over and jabbed a needle into Susanna's arm. I could tell the instant the herbs hit her system. Her skin flushed and her screams died down to a whimper. There was relative silence from the other girls too as they received their injections and their systems were invaded with a sudden rush of aphrodisiac. Susanna started gasping for breath and moaning. I felt a rush of moisture in her cunt as her arousal juices started pumping. My demon was almost sorry to see her start enjoying it.

I continued to fuck her hard. I felt her little cunt start to grasp me and I knew she was getting hot. I felt the first tremors of her orgasm begin and the demon inside me raised the riding crop to deliver a stinging slap across her breasts as she was cumming for the first time. She screamed again, but this time it wasn't in fear. The hot little slut was screaming in release.

Don Antonio and Hannibal were also fucking hard, punctuating their thrusts with vicious stings from the riding crops. Hannibal's little one was taking him pretty good now, her cunt juices shining on his black cock as he plunged in and out of her. She was moaning incoherently as she began to buck with his thrusts, shaking with orgasm after orgasm.

Susanna was also enjoying herself. I was filling her up with cum from my climaxes, which were longer and more intense each time. Before long Susanna and I were experiencing an almost continuous overload of erotic sensation. The pleasure was skating on that thin line with pain and it was glorious. I kept fucking her after Don Antonio and Hannibal had stopped. Don Antonio watched as I handled my crop with increasing dexterity, encouraging and complementing me on my growing skill.

Don Antonio finally had to tell me to stop. Susanna had been trained enough for one day. He went over to a table and picked up three collars of black onyx. On each girl he replaced the blue sapphires of the unwilling virgin with the black onyx of the sex slave. He attached a black chain to Juanita's collar and attached the other end to Hannibal's wrist. Since this wasn't an incestuous union, diamonds and a silver chain were not appropriate. This didn't bother Hannibal. He had a daughter who was going to be old enough for the Reunion next year. He anticipated she would be wearing emeralds, her belly swelling with his child by then. This little one would help keep him off his daughter until the time was right.

Don Antonio and I left our sex slaves tied up as we walked away. The servants would see to them and this was a good lesson in humiliation. Hannibal had to untie his, as she was attached to his wrist. She was wobbly and couldn't walk, so he hefted her over his shoulder and strode after us. Don Antonio told a servant to show Hannibal to his new quarters so he could retire for a nap. I wasn't convinced he would get much sleep with that hot little fuck slave chained to him. Don Antonio ordered Hannibal to get some rest, as he would be needed for the public punishments scheduled for that evening.

We parted ways with Hannibal, him with the nearly insensible Juanita slung over his powerful shoulder. We went to Don Antonio's private quarters to collect our own little encadenados, chained ones. Antonia, Victoria and I retired to my suite for some much needed rest. Antonia was eyeing the riding crop I still had in my hand and I couldn't resist giving her ass a resounding slap as we walked down the hall. She gasped in mingled pain and pleasure, her eyes speaking promises to me.

Needless to say, it was a little while before we drifted off to sleep. Antonia insisted I drink a big glass of the stuff from the blue bottle, but I still had enough energy to fuck both my girls once before falling into an exhausted slumber.

I awoke a few hours later to the sound of grunting and moaning. Obviously Antonia and Victoria had not been as tired as I, and they were already up and getting to business. I opened my eyes to find Victoria on all fours being fucked in the ass by green-eyed Miguel, who had decided to join us in our siesta. Miguel had his hand around a big black rubber phallus, which he was using as a safely sperm free method of fucking my daughter's cunt. She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. Miguel seemed to be enjoying himself immensely also.

The demon in me uncurled itself, stretching from slumber, to survey the scene before it. Antonia went to the other side of the bed to lie down and present Victoria with her bald wet snatch. Victoria's joyful moans were muffled as she got to work on Antonia.

With all the pumping and moaning, no one noticed the chiming noise. The TV rose at the foot of the bed to reveal Don Antonio on a videoconference link from his quarters. The first indication I had that we were being watched was his laughter.

I looked over, reluctantly tearing my eyes from the threesome going on in my bed. Don Antonio said, "I was just calling to remind you that your presence is requested at the public punishments this evening. They will begin in two hours. Make sure you allow yourself enough time to eat something and bathe. When you are ready, meet me in my quarters. Don't be late!"

"Ok, kids. Let's hit the showers." I said.

"Oh, Daddy, just a little longer." Victoria begged.

This was a little surreal. I said no and Miguel obediently pulled out of Victoria's ass. He thanked me as he quickly pulled his clothes on and stumbled off to find his own bath. Victoria looked after him longingly and then looked at me with those big blue eyes.

"No!" I said. "He's not moving in here too." Victoria put her cute little lip out. "Oh, alright, but not until after you're pregnant. He'd fuck you while I was asleep. I know it. I don't want that baby coming out with green eyes. At least not this one."

Victoria jumped all over me, kissing my face. I guess Miguel was making an impression on her. Antonia jumped all over me in a different way, telling me Miguel would never betray my trust that way. His honor would demand he respect my claim on Victoria.

I apologized to Antonia, although I wasn't entirely convinced. I called to order up some food and sangria, figuring it would arrive by the time we were done with our shower. Interesting shower that was, too. After a time a servant knocked on the glass of the shower door to tell us our food was ready.

We ate wrapped in soft terry robes. We drank sangria. Victoria was very disappointed when Antonia told her she would not be allowed to attend the punishments. Angelica would also not be allowed, although she had shown an affinity for this type of activity. It would be bad luck for the babies, Antonia explained. Antonia and I would attend together and the girls would be locked up in Don Antonio's quarters with a guard on the door. The guard wasn't to keep men out, since family honor was very important. It was to keep the girls in. Girls will be girls, you know.

We dressed and went to meet Don Antonio. Victoria and Angelica were somewhat mollified by the toys they were left to play with. Big thick phalluses and vibrators would keep them occupied while we were gone. There was also a computer with an internet connection and a list of passwords for dozens of porn sites. What more could a girl ask for?

Susanna and the other little sex slave who I discovered was called Theresa soon joined us. They stood naked with their heads bowed, their hands tied behind their backs. Angelica was pea green with envy. We left our girls to their amusements. I followed Don Antonio, who was trailed by his two little sex slaves. We exited the villa and headed toward the stables. There was a small arena next to the stables that one might think would be for a livestock auction. The arena was floored with dusty clay tile and was surrounded by several tiers of what appeared to be luxuriously appointed box-seating areas. The seats were filling up with family members.

Servants led us to the box-seating area reserved for Don Antonio. Alejandro was there waiting for us. There were comfortable chairs upholstered in red velvet in addition to three other small curious contraptions. The best I could tell they were designed to be knelt upon with padded arms for the knees and arms. The two sex slaves immediately took their positions and I could see that I was correct. Don Antonio and Alejandro unbound their hands from behind their backs and tied them instead to the padded arms of the bench they knelt upon. Their long braided hair was carefully draped to the side so as not to impede access to their backs. There were padded cushions on the floor behind these contraptions designed for the man to kneel on when penetrating his bound victim from behind. I told you these people had this down to a science.

I had been watching what Don Antonio and Alejandro were doing, so I was surprised to discover that Antonia had stripped naked and was kneeling on the third bench. I knelt beside her. She turned to me and asked me to bind her. The sangria was once again roaring in my system, as was my demon, so I complied with her request, saying nothing. I stood up after securing Antonia and began stripping off my clothes. Don Antonio and Alejandro were already naked and sitting in the comfortable chairs. Servants approached with a selection of short whips and riding crops. The two men pondered and discussed the benefits of the selections like they were choosing between popcorn and peanuts at a baseball game. They chose two short whips as space was limited in the box.

We then discussed what I should use. Don Antonio and Alejandro were in favor of a riding crop, but I wanted a whip. I told them I was familiar with the use of whips, having spent many summers as a boy on a dude ranch in Montana. I selected one and gave it a few pops. They seemed satisfied, but told me not to use it on Antonia until the punishment started in earnest and please be careful not to break her skin.

Having sorted everything out in the seating area, we turned our attention to the arena floor. In the center of the arena there were two girls bound on the same type of kneeling bench we had in our box seats. I noticed bruises on their skin. Don Antonio noticed me looking at the girls and told me Hannibal had already been working on them earlier in the day. He had also bruised their genitals so they would feel pain while being fucked. "Their pain will be exquisite," Don Antonio said. This was a novel idea, which my demon filed away for later reflection.

I looked around and noticed the seating boxes in the arena were filled with men, their daughters or nieces bound kneeling before them. I was assured this was a purely consensual activity. Those who did not share an affinity for this peculiar pleasure didn't attend the punishment. They were busy with other pleasures up at the villa.

Don Antonio and Alejandro were massaging balm into their erect members and I followed suit. I was beginning to become addicted to the warm tingling rush the balm caused. I was on the way to giving myself yet another world-class hand job when a door on the arena floor opened and Hannibal entered. Juanita was not with him. He must have made some other arrangements for her to be secured while he attended to this, his biggest ceremonial duty of the Reunion. Hannibal was naked and sporting a stiff erection slick with lubricant. His eyes were alight with the same raging lust I had seen in them earlier that day. Coiled in his right hand was a long black bullwhip. The two girls had been given to Don Antonio at the Reunion a year ago for the purpose of training them in the art of enjoying pain with their pleasure. This ceremony was to prove to the fathers of these girls that the training had been successful.

A hush came over the arena as Hannibal stalked toward the bound girls. They couldn't see him coming. The first indication they had of his presence was when the bullwhip snaked out and cracked over their heads. The girls both flinched in surprise. Hannibal was very skilled with the whip, I had been told. The next whiplash snaked across the back of the girl on his right. It raised a shout of approval from the audience and a cacophony of answering whip cracks as each man lashed out at the bound woman at their feet. I lashed out with my own whip, a little late, eliciting a flinching moan from Antonia. The girl in the arena also flinched and moaned, as did the other when her whiplash came. My demon was very pleased indeed.

Hannibal stalked around the girls pulling on his erect cock, letting them see him. He went behind them again, giving them each another lash. Each crack of the whip was met with answering cracks and shouts from all around the arena. The purpose of this exercise was to provide alternating doses of pure pain and pain laced with pleasure. The pain portion was obviously affording Hannibal a great deal of pleasure. He whipped the girls in turn, expertly wielding his instrument of torture. He would pause on occasion to stroke himself and when he reached a climax he would pump jets of cum on whichever girl was closest to him. This went on until the skin of both girls was reddened with welts and they were sticky with cum.

Antonia was shaking and moaning, as were the other girls in our box. I would witness occasional jets of cum spurting from my compatriots in addition to my own. As in the past, each orgasm was more intense and took longer to achieve. Each lash of the whip increased my demon's agitation until I had to fight to keep him in check.

Hannibal approached one of the girls and positioned himself behind her. This was our signal to do the same. Hannibal thrust himself inside the bound girl, and was imitated by the other males in the audience. Antonia was dripping wet, having been trained by a master to enjoy this type of torment. She cried out in pleasure as I entered her. I began to pump furiously, trying to find some outlet before I lost control. She sobbed out her climax on the third stroke. I reached between her legs and tormented her clit, bringing her on again and again until she was begging me to stop. My attention was riveted on Hannibal's big black cock sucking in and out of the tight little bruised cunts in the arena. He would fuck one for a while and then move to the other, tormenting both with the presence and absence of his thick prick filling them.

My attention riveted on the arena, I barely registered the presence of the other men in the box until Don Antonio tapped me on the shoulder. I pulled out of Antonia allowing her father to replace me. I was going to take a turn on the sex slave he had been using, but I saw that he had fucked her unconscious. The man was an animal. I sat down in one of the plush velvet chairs, pushing my demon down, trying to return to some sense of normalcy. Was normal possible among these people?

Suddenly Hannibal stepped away from the girls and shouted, "Give them back to their fathers. I am through with them." He stalked out of the arena and slammed the door behind him. Two men quickly entered through another door and took up where Hannibal had left off. The girls were spent, almost insensible to their father's frenzied whipping and fucking. Finally, they untied their daughters, who were limp with exhaustion. The men loudly proclaimed their daughters well trained and the ceremony was over.

Don Antonio and Alejandro untied their little slaves, slung their limp little bodies over their shoulders and walked away. I quickly untied Antonia. She was fine, well able to walk. I marveled at the stamina of this family. We dressed quickly and followed Don Antonio and Alejandro. By the time we caught up to them servants had relieved them of their burdens. The girls were carried away to be tended to. No permanent damage had been done, just some welts that would be gone by tomorrow. They would be bathed and tended to by the servants and then tucked into Alejandro's bed for the night.

As I walked, out of habit, I gently put my hand against Antonia's back. She flinched and I felt the heat of the welts on her back through her blouse.

"We'll have to do something about that, Antonia."

"Don't worry Michael. I'll go to our quarters and take a cool bath. I'll get one of the servants to rub some aloe gel on my back and I'll be fine. You go get Victoria before someone steals your prize."

"Antonia, I enjoyed that too much. I had to fight to control myself."

"I want you to lose control. I enjoy it when you hurt me and fuck me at the same time."

Antonia smiled and kissed me when we parted ways. Alejandro bade us good night as he turned to go to his own quarters. Don Antonio and I arrived at his quarters to find the guard still outside the door.

"They give you any trouble, Ron?" Don Antonio inquired.

"Not a peep sir."

"Ahh, that worries me."

We entered the suite and the girls were nowhere to be seen. We found them, naked and entwined, sound asleep in Don Antonio's bed. I snapped Victoria's chain to my wrist and picked her up, cradling her sleeping body against my chest. I bid Don Antonio a whispered good night and carried my little naked daughter to our rooms.

When I arrived, Antonia was already asleep under the covers, lying on her stomach of course. I tucked Victoria in, unclasped the chain, and went and took a quick shower. After the shower I drank a glass of the stuff from the blue bottle. I came back to the bed, attached Victoria to my wrist and rolled over and went to sleep.

Chapter Six - The Kelly Clan

The Reunion lasted for five more days. During this time I had sexual encounters with countless Serranos. For the most part Victoria and I stayed in the little group we had created with Don Antonio, Angelica, Antonia, Miguel, and Alejandro. I was called upon to help with the training of the little sex slaves on occasion, but I found this activity exhausting and my demon harder to control with each session. I decided to leave it to Don Antonio, Alejandro, and Hannibal for the most part while I tried to come to terms with discovering this side of myself. I did give my demon a taste now and then, which he greatly appreciated.

For some reason I found that I attracted the young ladies wearing the emerald chokers. I had been disappointed when Don Antonio had sent away the first one to approach me. The following day I made it up to her by taking her to my bed and fucking her for about an hour non-stop. Of course I enlisted a very willing Miguel, under my watchful eye, to keep Victoria busy while I was fucking the little pregnant girl. I used her gently, of course, due to her pregnancy. I found this experience frightfully erotic. "Mmmmm, your daddy must have fucked you day and night to get you in this condition." She said, "Yessss."

Antonia and the other ladies present were also very happy to hear of Hannibal's adoption. He had a full dance card for the rest of the Reunion. By the end of the Reunion I was almost glad to see it end. Keeping up this level of erotic energy was not easy, even with the sangria. As Don Antonio had predicted, I learned to control my arousal by the end of the Reunion. The brightest spot was my growing emotional and physical intimacy with Antonia. I was working my way toward making her as frantic with lust as Don Antonio was able to do. I was also falling in love, deeply in love. Of course, I was getting closer to my daughter also. Being chained to her virtually 24 hours a day helped, but I was also increasingly aroused by her. I figured she was going to begin ovulating soon, so I kept her cunt continuously awash in my cum.

The last day of the Reunion I remembered to call and quit my drudge accounting job. They weren't happy about the short notice, but I didn't care. Don Antonio told me the family was so wealthy that each member received an automatic stipend, which was more than my yearly salary with the accounting firm. I wasn't quite sure what my future was with this family, but Don Antonio insisted Victoria and I continue to live at the villa during her pregnancy. He hoped Angelica and Victoria would conceive within the next month or so. I had discovered that Justo, Don Antonio's doctor son, was well trained and also a permanent resident at the villa. His specialty was ob/gyn, of course. He took care of all the "emerald" girls impregnated by an incestuous union. He examined both Angelica and Victoria and pronounced them healthy. Antonia would soon begin to test them each day with a kit that indicated whether they were ovulating.

I found out more about Antonia. She was the child of Don Antonio and one of his sisters. Don Antonio had five sisters and had produced at least one child with each of them. I also found out that Antonia had a degree in history from Harvard and an MBA from Stanford. I was no slouch academically myself, having a masters in English Lit from Yale. She had a passion for history and I had a passion for literature. We usually found some time each day to have a serious non-sexual intellectual discussion. I also found out that she had attended Stanford at the same time as my younger brother James. Since they had both graduated from the MBA program, she had met him, but they didn't know each other well. It's a small world.

I did leave the compound on one occasion, leaving Victoria in the care of Antonia. I couldn't very well walk down the street with my daughter chained to my wrist. Don Antonio accompanied me on the errand, as he had given me permission to ask Antonia to marry me. Like I said, love at first sight. I picked out an engagement ring for her and, although Don Antonio offered to pay for it, I liquidated a portion of my portfolio and paid for it myself. It was a beautiful engagement ring. Three round flawless stones set in gold. The largest stone was only two carats, but Don Antonio said this was fitting as the family liked to keep a low profile. He said she would love it.

The last night of the Reunion before the formal dinner, I knelt before her and proposed. She was a vision in a blood red velvet ball gown. When she accepted she made me the happiest man on the planet. Like Don Antonio said, she loved the ring. She said it was perfect. Victoria had been consulted in advance, of course, and approved. She also enjoyed Antonia's company and was beginning to look upon her like a mother, in addition to enjoying sex with her. The two of them would have fun planning the wedding. Antonia was happiest when I told her I expected her to continue being a slut with every man she wanted, even after we were married. Excepting, of course, when I was trying to get her pregnant. We Irish like big families.

The Reunion was finally over and life settled into a semblance of normalcy at the hacienda. During the large family gathering security kept people outside the family from visiting so sexual activity could be conducted at any time, public or private, anywhere on the house grounds. Don Antonio explained to me that for safety and privacy all "non-traditional" sex, especially sex with under-age participants, was conducted in special rooms with coded cipher locks protecting the doors. There were many of these rooms throughout the estate, even one in the stables. One need not go far to satisfy an urge.

Victoria and I had been having unprotected sex for about six weeks. Today we were going to go see the local doctor, Justo, for an exam to see how she was coming along. She and I were both hoping she was pregnant. Victoria missed having vaginal sex with Don Antonio and couldn't wait to have Hannibal's big black monster buried in her snatch. I must admit that I couldn't wait to see that either. I had come to enjoy watching her fuck other men, it appealed to me, in some strange way, to watch women who belonged to me being fucked, knowing they were still mine.

Justo had an office in the school wing of the hacienda. Don Antonio ran a private all-girl school on the grounds of the estate. The students were, of course, Serrano girls. The curriculum was unconventional in some ways, but the girls got a first class education that prepared them to attend Ivy League universities. The teachers were all Serranos too, of course, mostly men. Unlike other girl's schools, the teachers were encouraged to have sex with their students. All the girls were sexually active, some were pregnant by family members.

Victoria was a little anxious about the pelvic exam. I told her Justo would be gentle with her. I was sure it wouldn't be a traditional exam and there would probably be a great deal of pleasure involved. My suspicions were confirmed when we were ushered into the exam room to find that the exam table was a sex saddle. Victoria smiled at me, stripped and jumped right on up. Justo bustled in, giving Victoria a reassuring smile.

"Well, Victoria, it looks as if I will have the great pleasure of examining you today. You look like you are ready, so we might as well begin."

Justo adjusted the saddle so Victoria was comfortably reclined and her legs were spread wide. He rolled a short padded stool between her legs and sat down. He reached for a container of sex balm and began to massage it into her genitals. Victoria groaned in pleasure.

"Mr. Kelly, you are very fortunate to have such a responsive daughter."

"Please call me Michael and, yes, I am lucky." I replied.

"Many men train their daughters to enjoy uninhibited sex, but from what I have seen, Victoria truly has an appreciation for it. I would venture to call it a gift."

Justo stood briefly and, with his fingers inserted in Victoria's vaginal canal, palpitated her abdomen.

"Michael, my assistant drew a small amount of blood from Victoria earlier. She is running the pregnancy test on the blood now. From my examination, Victoria's uterus seems to be a bit swollen, so I think we will find your little one is carrying your child."

I smiled at Victoria, feeling absurdly proud. Justo sat back down and began to stroke Victoria's clit with his thumb. He spread more lubricant on his fingers and inserted one into her anus. Victoria gasped and moaned, rolling her hips against his hand. I leaned over and began to lick and suck her nipples to Justo's groan of appreciation.

"This is one of the great perks of my job. She is a beauty, senor. When the pregnancy test is finished, my assistant will call me with the results. If I insert my cock into her ass, you know you still have more work to do. If I fuck her vaginally, then you know you have been successful. Either way will be a pleasure."

Justo lowered his head to Victoria and began to lick her clit while continuing to press his fingers into her cunt and ass. She was very aroused, twisting under his ministrations.

I was still kissing Victoria and caressing her breasts, once again pleased to see another man's hands on my daughter in lust. I appreciated the erotic and unique way I was about to find out if my daughter was carrying my child. The intercom beeped and Justo moved away for a moment. He pressed a button and spoke quietly into a speakerphone. I was not able to hear the conversation, but he was smiling when he turned around.

Justo came back over to Victoria and unzipped his fly. He shrugged out of his lab coat and exposed his erect cock. He stood between Victoria's legs and stroked her for a moment before spreading her wide and plunging his prick in her sopping cunt.

"Congratulations, Michael. You're going to be a father. I was hoping I was going to be able to fuck this tight little pregnant cunt. Mmmmm, she's so hot."

Justo plunged his cock in and out of Victoria's steaming snatch while I caressed her breasts and whispered encouragement into her ear. I heard the door open and turned to see Justo's little nurse, who couldn't be more than 19, enter. She congratulated me then dropped to her knees to give me a blow job.

Victoria was moaning and cumming, jerking against Justo's thrusts. He shouted and pumped a load into her pregnant cunt as I gave his little nurse a load of her own to drink. Satisfying for all, I believe.

The little nurse cleaned us all up and we dressed. Victoria was eager to run down to the stables to get some from Hannibal. As we were about to leave Justo told us Angelica was also pregnant with Don Antonio's child. Our girls would probably deliver their children within days of each other.

Antonia and I had a very traditional wedding in the villa chapel a month after the end of the Reunion. The wedding was attended by many people who had been at the Reunion, but also many who had not been there. Many of my family and friends were also there. Since this type of family Reunion included uninitiated family members and business associates, the incestuous behavior was kept strictly behind closed doors. No one knew that some of the young bridesmaids were newly pregnant. They also didn't know that the bride and all the of bridesmaids had the cum of several men soaking their panties as they walked down the aisle.

My brother Jamie was the only one of my two brothers who could attend on such short notice. He served as my best man. It was kind of surreal to have such a normal family gathering so soon after the abnormal Reunion. Needless to say, no sangria was served at the reception.

After the wedding I learned my bride was insanely wealthy, having inherited money from her mother and her husband when he died. She owned several of the multi-national corporations that were part of the family network. Don Antonio told me he wanted me to start my own branch of the family. He thought it would be better for the Serrano women if they had another initiated family to marry into. That way they wouldn't have to retire from sexual adventure after marriage. It was only fair, I guess. He planned to encourage marriages between the Serrano and Kelly clans to make it easier for us to continue our incestuous lifestyle. With both bride and groom initiated into the peculiar culture, it wouldn't be necessary to hide so much. I thought this was a great idea, although it would take at least one generation to come to fruition. I was told that my main job would be to populate my clan. This sounded like a fun job to me. Antonia would give me children and run the business and I would be free to pursue my writing career. My only real job was to fuck women and girls and get them pregnant. Don Antonio outlined several strategies to try to populate my clan quickly.

Chapter Seven - The Initiations

Antonia and I left for our European honeymoon after the reception. My brother promised to come back to the villa for a longer visit in a couple of months. He was impressed by the wealth of the family and told me, "You lucky dog. She's got beauty, brains, and money." Plus she loves me. Go figure. I decided I would try to bring him into the clan also, but that would have to wait.

Our honeymoon started with a cruise in the Mediterranean. Antonia and I spent a lot of time in bed the first few days, but we managed to come up for air finally and get out to the dining room for dinner. While we were waiting for dessert to be served Antonia smiled at me and said, "I've seen you looking at that girl over there."

"What girl?"

"That beautiful one with the green eyes over there. Looks to be around 12 or 13, I'd say."

"Yes, she is very pretty."

"I think it's about time I introduced you to sport fucking."

"Sport fucking?"

"It's a bit like big game hunting. It's not hard to bag them. The hardest part is getting them away from their parents."

"Are you telling me you are going to "procure" her for me?"

"Yes, my love. This is part of life as a member of my family. There is not much a man of our family wants that he doesn't get."

"How in the world am I going to get away with fucking that beautiful girl without her family finding out?"

"I have sangria powder with me, remember? She will enjoy herself, don't worry. I don't think we will have any trouble with her."

The next day we spent some time by the pool and Antonia befriended the girl in question. Her name was Dannica and she was indeed 12, a few months shy of her 13th birthday. She was on a cruise with her father, who was a widower. We ended up having lunch with them, which was a bit surreal. I was planning on fucking his little girl and the guy had no idea. We found out his name was Ron Comstock and he was a CPA. Antonia had a great time talking numbers with him during lunch. She winked at me and led Dannica off after lunch for some girl talk and shopping. Ron seemed happy to have his daughter spend time with a mother figure, which was missing from her life. He and I had a lot in common, both having lost a wife. I liked him.

Later that afternoon, while we were lying in bed in the afterglow of sex, Antonia outlined her plan. She had decided that we could use Ron's skills in one of our corporations and she liked Dannica enough to want her to be one of my concubines. In other words, she wanted Dannica to give the clan a child. Antonia and I had decided this was the best way to quickly populate our new clan. She and Victoria could give me children, but we would eventually need hundreds to meet the needs of the Serrano clan. The only way to do that would be for me to impregnate other women and to have other men join the clan and initiate their daughters. Antonia decided to try to seduce Ron into joining the clan and initiating his daughter. To me, this sounded more complicated than just fucking Dannica, but she said it would be worth it. I asked her about the rule forbidding sex before the girl reached 13 and Antonia laughed. She told me it was only a rule for presenting the girl to the patriarch formally. She told me many men in the family began teaching their daughters about sex at age 10.

Antonia decided a judicious use of sangria, plus the offer of a lucrative job would be enough to get Ron to join us. I felt like a vampire, making more of my own kind. I decided I wanted Dannica first, before we tried to get her dad to join us. That way, I'd get to pop her cherry whether dad said yes or no. She was a hot little number.

It was decided that Dannica would spend the afternoon with us the next day. Dad wanted to gamble a little and he appreciated our offering to watch his little darling. I started out gambling with Ron, surreptitiously spiking his drinks with sangria powder. Ron didn't drink alcohol for some reason, which was fine with me. I didn't want his performance hindered later. Antonia was going to spend a few hours getting Dannica warmed up with sangria and an introduction into the pleasures a woman's touch could bring her. Ron was focused on blackjack a few hours later when I excused myself, telling Ron I was going to take a nap. We were scheduled to get together for dinner in two hours. On sudden inspiration, I ended up giving him the bag of sangria powder, telling him it was a way to get an herbal high. Perfectly legal, I told him. I told him to finish the bag before joining us in our suite for dinner. Ron agreed distractedly and went back to his blackjack. Before I left I noticed him pouring some of the powder into his ginger ale, so I figured he would be ready when he showed up for dinner.

I hurried to our suite, eager to sample the charms of the beautiful Dannica. I guessed Antonia would have her well on the way to sexual overload by that point. I wasn't disappointed when I opened the door. Our suite had two bedrooms, a large sitting room, and a private balcony. When I entered the sitting room I could hear breathless moans coming from the master bedroom.

I entered to room to see Dannica lying naked on the bed with her legs spread, receiving the ministrations of Antonia's fingers and tongue. She wouldn't fuck her with the phallus, wanting her hymen to be intact for my cock. Dannica didn't show any signs of surprise or distress when I entered the room, quite the opposite.

"Oh, Mr. Kelly, this feels so good I can't stand it."

"Don't worry, Dannica, it gets better. Do you mind if I join you sweetheart?"

"Oh yes, Mr. Kelly. Antonia told me you would be coming to join us."

"Please, call me Michael."

I stripped out of my clothes and went to join them on the bed. Dannica didn't seem to be bothered by my nakedness, which pleased me. Antonia moved to the side to allow me to take over for her. I bent my head to run my tongue over Dannica's virgin cunt, making her moan for me. She had pretty green eyes, like I said, and her brown hair was cut in a cute short pixie cut. She was slender, her hips beginning to flare with womanhood and her breasts starting to bud. They were beautiful small mounds topped with brown puckered nipples. I reached up to stroke her breasts while I licked her cunt. Antonia moved away to watch, leaving the deflowering to me.

"Did Antonia tell you a bit about what's going to happen, baby?"

"Yes, Michael, she told me. I can't wait. It sounds so nice."

"Well, it is nice, baby, but it's going to hurt a bit the first time."

I motioned to Antonia to bring me some sex balm, which I liberally spread over Dannica's sex. Antonia massaged some onto my erect cock for me while I was seeing to Dannica, preparing her for my entry. I spread the lips of her cunt and inserted two fingers, pressing them up inside her until I felt the barrier of her hymen. Dannica moaned and moved against my hand, rolling her hips instinctively. She was more than ready, eager even.

I moved on top of Dannica, kissing her deeply on the mouth as I positioned my cock at the entrance of her virgin hole. I rubbed the head of my cock against her clit for a while, feeling her tense and convulse in climax as her cunt juices made her slick and ready for me. She was wonderfully responsive, pure joy.

I spread her long legs farther apart and began to press my swollen cock inside her. She moaned and bit her lip at the intrusion, looking up at me, lust filling those beautiful green eyes.

"You ready baby? I'm gonna fuck you now. Fuck you deep and make you cum."

"Yes, please, yes."

I pressed deeper as she began to try to move against me tentatively. I told her to stay still. I still had to pierce her hymen and I wanted to try to minimize her pain. I felt the head of my cock against her barrier, which, to my surprise, immediately parted for me. Dannica gasped a bit, but seemed to experience little pain, as I pressed deeper, tearing her hymen completely. By the time I was seated to the hilt in her little body, she was moaning and rolling her hips, encouraging me to move inside her.

I set up a steady gentle rhythm, my cock slicking in and out of her tight little tunnel with little trouble. She moaned and sucked on my tongue when I kissed her. I gently told her she was a hot little slut, which made her moan even more. I increased the tempo and pressure of my thrusts and, before long, she was cumming for me, gasping and grasping at me in her pleasure. Mmmmmm, she was young and hot for it, and I loved every minute of it.

I gave her a load of my cum, pumping it deep inside her grasping snatch hoping for a baby. Having ingested sangria myself that day, my erection remained strong as I flipped the little darling over and took her from behind. Antonia kneeled on the bed, anointing Dannica's ass with sex balm and inserting the anal toy to open her up for my penetration. Dannica screamed in pleasure at this new invasion. I pulled out of her cunt and moved around to her head, instructing her on how to suck my cock while Antonia continued to pump the phallus in her ass.

I had Dannica swallow a load of my cum, which she did with pleasure. I quickly moved behind her and inserted my erect cock into her ass. It was a tight fit, but very pleasurable. I wanted to deflower all of her holes quickly because we wanted her calm and cleaned up in an hour when her daddy was due to arrive.

A few minutes later I anointed her ass with my cum, completing my task for the moment. The next one to have her would be daddy dearest, if everything worked as planned.

Dannica was a limp, cum stained mess by the time I got through with her. Antonia and I carried her into the shower in the master bathroom where I left her for Antonia to see to. I went to the other bathroom off the guest room to take my own shower.

By the time Ron showed up for dinner we were all cleaned up and presentable again. Dannica had been instructed to act as if everything was normal and tell Daddy she had a good time this afternoon. That part was true, at least, for she had truly enjoyed being fucked and licked by my wife and I.

Dinner proceeded as planned. Ron seemed to be feeling the effects of the sangria. He crossed his legs to try to hide his erection until we went to sit at the table for dinner. More sangria was served at dinner. Antonia made sure Ron's glass was always full as she brought him closer and closer to an overdose.

During dinner I explained to Ron that we would like to offer him a job at one of our corporations. I explained the salary and benefits package, which was twice what he was currently making. He would have a luxury car, full health coverage, guaranteed low mortgage rates to buy a house, access to company planes for business and personal travel, and a generous bonus.

Ron seemed to be having a bit of trouble concentrating on my words, but seemed overwhelmed by the generosity of the offer. We talked for a while longer about position, which would be based in London, and Ron seemed eager to accept the job.

"OK, Michael, what's the catch?" Ron asked.

"Well, there is one important condition you must agree to if we are to formally offer you this position."

"What is it? I can say right now that I would do almost anything to get a job that good."

"Hmmmm, well, Ron, this condition, I believe, will be pleasurable for all concerned."

The attendants who had been helping to serve the meal had been dismissed. It was the four of us sitting at a candle lit table. I suggested we all go into the sitting room where we would be more comfortable. When we were seated, I motioned Dannica to sit next to her father, which she did.

"Ron, Antonia and I have spent a pleasurable afternoon with your daughter. We are hoping you will allow her to share with you some of the things we have taught her."

"I'm not sure I understand, Michael."

"You will soon enough. I must tell you that your cooperation in what follows this evening is one of the conditions of being offered employment with our corporation. Dannica, baby, you may begin."

As we had instructed her, Dannica reached over and began to stroke the bulge in her father's pants. Ron looked stunned, but seemed too drugged by the sangria to offer any protest. Dannica unzipped his fly and reached in to free his erection, quickly engulfing it in her hot little mouth.

"Holy Christ!" Ron moaned as his head fell back on the couch. He quickly lost himself to the feel of his daughter's sucking mouth, his inhibitions completely eroded by the sangria.

I looked over at my wife in astonishment. I had never witnessed the effect a sangria overdose had on an unsuspecting participant. I had not expected him to be this compliant. She smiled back at me, silently saying, "I told you so!"

"Mr. Comstock, please remove your clothes. You too, Dannica baby."

Ron complied immediately, ripping his clothes off in a frenzy, watching his daughter do the same with lustful eyes. Antonia removed her clothing, as did I. I went over to sit beside Ron, Antonia kneeling between my legs to perform the same service Dannica was performing on her willing father. I proceeded to tell Mr. Comstock, in great detail, exactly what his daughter had been up to that afternoon, that all her orifices had already been well fucked, and that she had enjoyed it immensely. He just moaned, "God this is hot," and blew a load of cum into his daughter's mouth. He didn't even seem to mind that I had taken her virginity.

I stood up and motioned Ron to do the same. I instructed the ladies to kneel facing the couch. Ron knelt behind his daughter and I behind my wife. Dannica groaned, "Please Daddy, fuck me," and he complied, entering her tight little cum filled snatch from behind. I entered Antonia who moaned and leaned over to kiss Dannica. We fucked them, watching their tongues entwine, the promise of further erotic delight.

Ron moaned, "Baby, you're so hot and tight," as he fucked his daughter. By the sound of her moans she was enjoying his penetration. Ron reached around her to fondle her little tits, pinching her nipples. He was showing no signs of hesitation or inhibition.

Ron groaned and convulsed in climax, spewing his first jets of baby making cum into his daughter's fertile womb. He continued to thrust for a moment, not seeming to notice that his cock wasn't deflating as it normally would. He finally pulled out and sat down on the floor, drawing his daughter into his arms. She turned her head toward him and he kissed her, snaking his tongue into her mouth then moaning, "Baby, you're so fucking hot."

I climaxed inside Antonia, a pleasurable experience, as usual. I suggested we repair to the bedroom, which we did. Antonia brought along a pitcher of refreshing sangria and we all sat relaxing for a moment drinking.

"Ok, Ron. This is the final condition of your employment." I said.

"What is it?"

"You will allow me to continue to fuck your daughter whenever I please for the duration of the cruise. You will watch me fuck her if I so desire. You will also continue to fuck her at every available opportunity. When she is pregnant, you may present yourself at my office to sign your employment agreement."

"Fuck, yeah. Sure! My pleasure." Ron readily agreed.

"You and Dannica can move into the guest room so that I may have access to her whenever I want. You must confine your sexual activity to these rooms and not tell a sole what has transpired here. This is very important. When you sign on with our firm you will also sign a legally binding non-disclosure agreement. You will not be able to disclose any of the terms of your employment."

"Sure, ok." Ron replied. He was already fondling his daughter again. His cock was still erect and he seemed ready for another round. I told him to fuck Antonia while I had his daughter again. He did so with pleasure.

The rest of the cruise was very enjoyable for all of us. I explained to Ron about the sangria and told him he would again have access to it when he joined the company. He wasn't to tell anyone about it. He was a little concerned about how to explain a pregnant 13 year old to family and friends, but I told him our family answer for that. Dannica would be sent to boarding school either at the Serrano compound, or my own estate once it was established, until she was safely delivered. After the first child I would keep her near me so that I could impregnate her again myself. Both children, as they had no Serrano blood, would make good mates for the Serrano family.

Our little group separated at the end of the cruise. I gave Ron my card with the number he should call when he suspected Dannica was pregnant. I told him not to take her to the doctor, that we would also take care of that.

Antonia and I continued our honeymoon. We traveled Europe searching for a place to establish my own estate. Along the way we recruited three more men and their daughters. We finally decided to purchase an estate in rural Ireland, the land of my ancestors. This seemed to be fitting. The estate had a large manor house that was in fairly good condition, but needed some renovation. We told the locals we were planning to start a girl's boarding school.

The estate was in good enough condition to permit us to move in soon, with a few alterations. We contacted the head of the family construction business, who promised to send an expert out post haste to begin planning the renovation and modernization that would be required. He would, of course, begin with a state of the art security perimeter.

Chapter Eight - Return to California

After several months away, we were eager to get back to our girls. I missed my daughter. This was the longest time we had ever been apart since her birth. I knew she was safe in the care of Don Antonio, but I wanted to get back to her. In the back of my mind was also the fact that Miguel had decided to stay on at the villa until he started college in the fall. I knew my daughter had a lot to do with his decision.

We arrived back at the villa a few days ahead of schedule, so no one was expecting us. Don Antonio greeted us warmly, pleased we had returned so soon. He had no idea where Victoria and Angelica had wandered off to. Alejandro, soon to marry, was away spending time with his fiancé. He was also secretly fucking one of his pure Serrano sisters hoping to impregnate her. Busy man.

Antonia and I went to our quarters to freshen up and change from our journey. I still had no idea where Victoria or Angelica were. After we had changed we went in search of them. We asked a passing servant and we were told the girls had been spending a lot of time in the stables with Hannibal. I smiled, knowing exactly what the little sluts were up to.

We hurried down to the stables, but when we checked the blacksmith shop, Hannibal was nowhere to be seen. Antonia suggested we try the loft in the barn. We climbed the stairs to the hayloft that had been converted into a pleasure chamber. The door was locked. Antonia knew the code for the cipher lock and when she opened the door I heard Victoria's distinctive moaning.

There were about five saddles in the room; two were occupied. Victoria and Angelica were in two of the chairs, naked with their hands bound above their heads. Hannibal was fucking Victoria and his son Isaiah was fucking Angelica. At the sound of the door, they looked over at us. Hannibal smiled and Victoria moaned out her greeting, too overcome by what Hannibal was doing to her to be overly coherent. I noticed each girl had a gold ring in her navel and I also assumed they had received their coiled snake tattoo in the small of their backs. The Kelly tattoo was the same as the Serrano with the exception of the color. It was two snakes making a figure eight, each eating the tail of the other. One snake was black the other Kelly green.

It appears the men had been working our girls into a frenzy. I walked over to where Hannibal stood between my daughter's legs and watched in interest as he slowly fucked her with his huge rock hard prick. Victoria was squirming and moaning as that impossibly huge cock sucked in and out of her gushing cunt.

"Mmmmm, Daddy, Daddy, this feels soooooo good."

"I can tell, baby. Did you miss me?"

"Yes, Daddy, very much."

"I'll bet!"

I went over and kissed her gasping mouth as Hannibal continued slowly fucking her. I walked over to Angelica, who was similarly impaled and gave her a kiss too. Antonia was standing by Angelica watching Isaiah at work. He wasn't quite as heavily muscled as his father, but he was quite impressive in his own right. His cock was just as huge as his dad's. Antonia ran her hands appreciatively over Isaiah's body, reaching between his legs to cup and squeeze his balls.

Since Antonia seemed to be occupying herself, I went back over to watch Hannibal and my daughter. It had been a while since I'd had the opportunity to enjoy watching Victoria being fucked vaginally by another man. I noticed her body was changing with her pregnancy. She wasn't showing yet, but her breasts seemed fuller to me.

Looking back over at my wife I considered it prudent to warn her. "Hey now, Antonia. Remember we're trying to get pregnant, so no extra curricular fucking." She looked very disappointed, but nodded.

"You better get busy then, husband. I can't wait to have one of these big black ones between my thighs again."

I asked after Hannibal's little sex slave, Juanita, and he told me she was pregnant. Further training would have to wait. His daughter Missy was also pregnant, but he wasn't sure if it was his or Don Antonio's. He asked me to take Missy with us when we left for our new estate in Ireland. Having her attending the boarding school in California was too close to her mother, who didn't know she was pregnant. I agreed, happy to oblige.

"You might as well take along my son Isaiah too. You'll be needing a blacksmith at the new estate. You might as well keep Missy there after the baby too. You can give her another one for your clan."

As erotic as the tableau was in front of me, I had new responsibilities to attend to. I left my favorite girls behind at the stables, once again reminding Antonia of her vow of chastity until she was pregnant with my child. I used one of the house phones to see if Don Antonio was available. He was, so I left to meet with him to hash out some details regarding the new estate.

Don Antonio greeted me in his office. It seemed like years ago that I had first met him in this very same room. I remembered watching him fuck my daughter here and the memory make my cock stir. Don Antonio noticed my erection and suggested we repair to his private office. I had not been there before and I was intrigued. We went to the north end of the public office where there was a narrow spiral staircase leading up to a locked door. He punched the code into the cipher lock and the door opened to reveal a spacious office. Not as big as the public one downstairs, but impressive nonetheless.

Don Antonio went to sit behind his desk. I noticed for the first time that we were not alone. Kneeling in the corner were two naked sex slaves. One of them was the sexy Susanna, whose virginity I had taken by force several months before.

"We might as well take some pleasure while we make our plans, eh?"

Don Antonio snapped his fingers and the girls hurried forward, heads bowed, ready to do his bidding. He instructed Susanna to service me, while he had Theresa service him. Susanna immediately knelt by my chair and engulfed my cock in her mouth the moment I exposed it.

"Hey, hey, not so fast. Just tease me a bit. Lick me and suck me gently so I can concentrate on my conversation with your master." I slapped her on the ass hard to punctuate my point as Don Antonio chuckled.

"You have come along well, my son. We will have to arrange for you to have your own set of slaves when you are ready to establish your new estate."

"We'll be ready to leave in a couple of months, but that doesn't mean we'll be fully operational. The cipher locked sex rooms and other amenities won't be available for a while. Fortunately the manor house has modern plumbing and heating already installed."

We continued to talk and plan while the girls slowly stimulated us with their mouths. There was something very erotic about this, having a normal conversation about serious matters while being serviced by two submissive little sluts. Yes, indeed. I'd have to get me a pair of these.

Don Antonio asked me how my recruitment efforts were progressing. Ron Comstock had called to say Dannica was pregnant. He presented himself to one of the Serrano vice presidents at the London office. A family doctor in London had confirmed Dannica's pregnancy and she was on her way to the estate in Ireland. She would be the first pupil at the boarding school. Don Antonio had sent some staff to my estate last week, so she would be well looked after. Mr. Comstock would be in London, close enough to be a frequent weekend visitor.

One of the men I had recruited, John Brown, had been a teacher at a girl's boarding school, but had been fired for having sex with an underage pupil. He was delighted to find a job at a school where he would be encouraged to take his students to his bed. As a bonus, he brought along a 14-year-old daughter, Florence, he was diligently trying to impregnate. He was divorced after the school scandal, so it took quite a bit of my wife's money and the family's legal branch to wrest custody of his daughter away from his wife. They were already in residence at the estate as Mr. Brown was helping to oversee the installation of the classrooms. Dannica would have a warm welcome from him, I was sure.

As the sex slaves continued to suck us, we also discussed our plans for family genetics. I had come up with an idea that would possibly allow some incestuous marriages. I told Don Antonio that if Antonia and I were to adopt some of the Serrano family children and give them the Kelly name, they would be able to later marry a Serrano relative with none being the wiser. It would be possible for these children, when they were of age, to marry a close family member, like a brother or sister. Don Antonio was very pleased with this line of reasoning and consulted the list of incestuous births coming up to see which would be likely candidates for adoption. He told me there would be at least four children in the next six months who would need to be adopted. I made a mental note to call the contractor to expand the nursery. With Antonia, Victoria, Dannica, and Florence all expected to give birth in the next year, we would really be having a baby boom. Don Antonio estimated he would be able to provide at least 10 children a year to be adopted by one of my non-Serrano initiates or Antonia and myself. All of the adoptions would be international and handled privately, so there was no limit to the number of children Antonia and I could adopt.

Don Antonio gave me permission to take Isaiah with me to be my blacksmith. He also told me he had a nephew in mind to be my obstetrician. He decided to plunder his own staff to provide me with servants. It was important that I have a discreet and loyal staff, especially in the beginning when there would be plenty of nosy neighbors. Security personnel would be especially important. I would not need as large a staff as Don Antonio had, but it was a generous gesture.

At that point, the serious conversations lagged and Susanna drew my attention once again. Don Antonio slapped Theresa on the ass and ordered her over to one of the fucking saddles on the other side of the room. These were the kind Hannibal had used in the ring, which allowed easy access to the back for whipping and allowed the man a comfortable way to penetrate from behind. Theresa was bound, but this was just a formality these days. She was well trained enough by now that she would have allowed him to whip her bloody without moving an inch.

I felt my demon uncoiling from a long sleep. It had been a long time since I had indulged myself in this type of activity. My wife Antonia was trained to enjoy pain, but I found I was not able to fully unleash my demon upon her. I'm sure the same would be true with Angelica, who was also destined to be trained when her pregnancy was over. To fully enjoy this type of fucking you needed to be able to totally disregard the needs of your partner and use her cruelly. Of course, in the case of a well-trained sex slave this is exactly what she wants. For me, at least at this point in time, it was not possible to turn it on and off, which is what I would have to do with my wife and my adopted daughter.

I reached down and stroked Susanna's hair as she serviced me. She glanced up for encouragement to suck more aggressively and I nodded for her to continue. She immediately sucked me down and began to deep throat me, a skill she had obviously learned since we last had met. As she sucked me closer and closer to climax I reached down and grabbed one of her nipples, twisting it between my fingers and squeezing hard. Susanna groaned in mingled pleasure and pain. I wonder how many men she's had since we last met? Probably more than she could count.

"Wish I could rape your little cunt again like I did the first time."

Susanna looked up at me, but kept sucking. Rape was not possible for her now. She was trained to take any man at her master's order, to enjoy any pain or degradation that followed. That first time had been a once in a lifetime gift. She would never again feel that fear or recoil from the pain as she had then. She had gifted me with her virginity and her innocence, both of which were lost forever. I pressed my cock deep in her throat and let loose my climax. I felt her throat squeeze my cock as she swallowed. She was very well trained, didn't even gag. I pulled out to allow her to breathe, which she did with great gasps.

I stood up and looked down at her kneeling at my feet. She looked up at me and I slapped her hard across the face, my demon wanting from her what could no longer be given.

"Get up there, bitch." I said motioning her toward the saddles. "No, not that one, I want to look you in the eye while I'm hurting you." I didn't want to take her from behind like Don Antonio was doing with Theresa, raising welts on her back.

Susanna jumped up on the saddle that would allow me to stand between her spread thighs. I roughly tied her hands above her head then went over to choose a whipping device. I decided to use a riding crop, just like I had the first time. I stripped naked and stalked over to where Susanna waited, helplessly tied. I wanted to slap her again, so I did several times, making her head jerk. She'd have a few bruises, poor darling.

I gave her a few stinging slaps with the crop across her torso. I paid special attention to causing pain to her nipples. She gasped with each stroke, tears pooling in her eyes, just as she had been taught. I knew she was enjoying this, but she was trying to hide it. She read my mood well. I whipped her cunt with the crop four or five times. I then stepped forward and grabbed her clit, squeezing and twisting it between my fingers, making her ass come up off the saddle in genuine pain. She screamed as I bruised her pleasure bud. I wanted her to feel pain with every vigorous thrust of my cock in her well-used cunt. I slapped her across the face again and tears started rolling down her cheeks.

I guided my cock to the entrance of her cunt, feeling her soaked with arousal juices. This was one thing she couldn't hide. She was wet and pulsing, waiting for my cock to fill her, enjoying every stinging slap and painful bruise I gave her. I slapped her again, my demon feeling a bit cheated that she was actually enjoying this. I could hear Theresa screaming in pain and pleasure as Don Antonio used her mercilessly.

I thrust my cock inside Susanna's steaming snatch, pressing my pelvic bone hard against her bruised clit. My demon was delighted to feel her flinch away involuntarily from the pain. I pounded her hard, stopping every few moments to grind hard against her clit. Susanna was in real pain, but I could also feel her soaking wet little cunt convulsing in orgasm as the mingled pleasure got the best of her. Her climax was a screaming convulsive affair, her body pulsing in pleasure and flinching from pain. She was magnificent in her pain, a fact my demon greatly appreciated. My own climax was upon me. I pulled out and spewed thick jets of cum across her bruised body, an added humiliation for my demon to savor. I slapped her across the face one last time and turned away.

Don Antonio was through with Theresa also, so he rang for a servant to come and see to them. We cleaned ourselves off and dressed, leaving our bound slaves without a backward glance.

Chapter Nine - The Seduction of the Kelly Men

In order to increase the population of my clan, and to take some of the stud pressure off myself, I was hoping to enlist the help of my two brothers, James and Henry. James had been to the wedding, renewing his acquaintance with Antonia they had begun while attending university. He was scheduled to return to the Hacienda for an extended visit. He was due to arrive today, and I couldn't wait to get him souped up on sangria and between my daughter's thighs. Henry was scheduled to arrive the following day accompanied by his three teen-aged daughters. Roberta was 17, Rachel was 15, and little Rebecca was 13. Henry was divorced and had sole custody of his girls as their mother was constantly in and out of drug and alcohol rehab. James was unmarried and childless, unfortunately.

James arrived that afternoon. He was greatly impressed with the limousines and corporate jet that had transported him from Boston. We had lunch, accompanied by sangria of course, with Don Antonio, Alejandro, and Antonia. During the lunch we outlined our corporate plans for the European division that Antonia owned, offering James a position with the company at triple his current six-figure income. He was delighted and accepted immediately. He has an MBA from Stanford, as I previously mentioned, and had been a great success in his current company, so he would be a welcome addition to the executive ranks. We toasted to our new partnership with sangria. Little did James know that my actual plans for him involved more sex than business. I planned to have him in residence at the manor house to assist me in spreading the Kelly genes as quickly as possible. He could participate in the business as much as he liked, of course.

I broke the happy news of Antonia's pregnancy at lunch. She had spent several enjoyable hours being examined by Justo earlier in the day. Congratulations were offered all around along with several more sangria toasts. Antonia was glowing, probably owing more to her renewed sexual adventures with Hannibal and Isaiah as to anything else. She, of course, had run right down to the stables after her exam.

After lunch Antonia and I escorted James to our suite of rooms for the next phase of the operation. Victoria was waiting, wearing a dress that buttoned down the front from neck to hem and no panties underneath. She greeted her Uncle James warmly, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him innocently on the mouth. James blushed as her young body pressed against him, his sangria arousal evident in his trousers.

We made ourselves comfortable in the sitting room; James and Antonia sitting on the sofa while I sat in an overstuffed chair with Victoria snuggled in my lap. We talked, catching up on personal stuff while I gently rubbed my hands up and down Victoria's back and stopped to kiss her occasionally.

Slowly my caresses became more bold and my kisses longer and deeper. James was watching this with great interest, the greater implications slowly dawning on him as his arousal increased. My hand slid up Victoria's leg taking the hem of the dress with it and giving James a tantalizing peek of her naked ass. I was sucking on Victoria's tongue as she moaned softly into my mouth, the sexual nature of our display unmistakable. She spread her legs for me and I caressed her bald cunt, dipping my fingers into her wetness. Victoria unbuttoned her dress and let it slide off her shoulders, exposing her nakedness to everyone in the room. I bent my head and licked her nipples, sucking a hard little nubbin into my mouth as my fingers continued to fuck and stroke her wetness.

I glanced up to see James watching me intently. Antonia had exposed his genitals, seemingly without his notice. She began massaging sex balm onto his erect cock. I whispered to Victoria. She stood and set her dress to the side, sitting back down on my lap with her back against my chest. She was spooned against me, her legs lewdly spread over my thighs as I kissed her neck and fondled her cunt.

"James," I said, "Why don't you come over here and greet your niece properly. Take your clothes off while you're at it."

My wife retreated as James stood and quickly divested himself of his clothing, coming over to kneel between Victoria's thighs. I opened my knees farther, spreading her in invitation to her uncle. He reached out and dipped his fingers in her wetness, growling in appreciation, then dipped his head to suck her clit into his mouth. Victoria was very appreciative, moaning in pleasure as her uncle licked and sucked her and her father caressed her breasts.

"Mmmmm, Uncle James, fuck me, I'm so ready for you."

"Be careful James," I cautioned, "She's pregnant. It's mine."

James looked up at me and said, "Well, that's a new twist."

James positioned his cock at the entrance to Victoria's cunt, rubbing it over her until her found the right spot. He slowly impaled her on his thick throbbing member. All the Kelly men are well hung. I guess it runs in the family.

"Oh, Daddy, this is so nice." Victoria moaned.

"Nice tight hot fuck, just like I knew you'd be." James replied. I guess he had been thinking about Victoria.

James sucked his cock in and out of her grasping little cunt while I reached down and twiddled her clit. James told me he could feel her cumming, and judging from her moans I knew he was right. James gritted his teeth and grunted, shoving himself in to the hilt as he loosed his own jets of Kelly cum. I reached down to where their bodies were joined, touching James' cock to feel my brother's cum shooting into my daughter. Most erotic.

James sat back, pulling out of his niece's snatch, breathing hard. His erection showed no signs of deflating so he said, "Damn, baby, guess I could fuck you all night."

I invited James to do just that, making sure he knew to let her have some sleep. He retreated with Victoria her bedroom, which adjoined mine in the suite of rooms. Antonia and I made sure to leave the doors open to both rooms so we could hear him fucking her while we sought our own pleasure. It was a very successful evening all around.

The next day, we allowed the lovebirds time to sleep. I popped my head in to see them entwined, tangled in cum stained sheets. James seemed to enjoy incestuous fucking to the extreme.

Antonia went in to wake them at about noon to join us for brunch. She gave James a glass of sangria, accommodating his request that she suck his cock while he drank it. Having blown his first load of the day in my wife's mouth, he stumbled off to the shower. Antonia woke Victoria and led her to the shower in our room so she could bathe.

Antonia and I were joined at brunch by the two, each looking more awake and refreshed after their showers. James proceeded to wolf down his brunch, extremely hungry after his exertions.

"Whew! I don't know what's in the water around here, but I couldn't seem to get my dick to go down last night. I must have cum eight or ten times."

"Eleven." Victoria laughed.

I proceeded to tell James exactly what was in the water, and that he would have no trouble from now on getting hard and staying hard as long as he wanted. He was ecstatic, to say the least. I also filled him in on what was really going on with the Serrano family, and my own new clan. He was intrigued and asked many questions.

"James, Henry is due to arrive this evening. I'm planning on initiating him and his daughters. Will you help me?"

"Initiating them? You're too late there, big bro. I know Henry's already nailing the two oldest and probably little Rebecca too by now. I haven't seen him in about six months, but he was happy to share both Roberta and Rachel with me the last time I visited him in New York. Hot little pieces, both of them."

"Guess it runs in the family." I was stunned by this revelation. My older brother was fucking his daughters and sharing them with their uncle. Henry was a history professor at Columbia University. I had planned to lure him to Ireland to be the headmaster of the boarding school. I had been most worried about luring him into having sex with his three daughters. Didn't look like that would be a problem now.

"Do you think he'd have any objection to making them pregnant?" I had explained to James about the plan to make as many Kelly babies as possible.

"I don't think that will be a problem. He had mentioned to me he'd fantasized about knocking them up, but he was afraid he would get in trouble and lose custody of them."

This was fantastic. I was going to succeed beyond my wildest dreams. I noticed James eyeing my wife during brunch and vice versa. I suggested he give Victoria a rest and spend the afternoon nailing my wife.

"My pleasure," he said, winking at me. "Always wanted to fuck her when we were in college."

"Honey, fuck him senseless." I told Antonia. She smiled and blew me a kiss. James didn't know what he was in for. I went to see Don Antonio to tell him the happy news about my older brother. He was delighted at the prospect of having new Kelly girls to enjoy.

Henry and the girls arrived at four and were escorted to a suite of rooms to prepare for dinner at seven. Of course, the servants kept the sangria flowing while they were resting and refreshing themselves. I was waiting until dinner to greet them.

I was surprised to encounter Roberta, the oldest girl, wandering lost in the halls at around six o'clock. She smiled as she recognized me running up to give me a big hug and a kiss. I pressed her 17 year old body to me, noticing over her shoulder that there was a cipher room close by. I couldn't resist grabbing her hand and pulling her into the room, locking the door behind us. I slammed her up against the wall and took her mouth, thrusting my tongue inside. She twined her tongue with mine and moaned; obviously the sangria had made her ready for the first man to come along.

Roberta was pretty, resembling the Kelly side of the family with dark hair and blue eyes. She had long legs and beautiful tits, which I fondled through her blouse. She was wearing a short black leather skirt, the tease. I reached down and pulled it up, ripping her panties aside to finger her cunt. I was pleased to find her hot, wet, and ready for me. I guess the maids had helped the girls bathe and prepare for what was to come, because her cunt was also baby smooth and free of hair. I wanted her right then and there. I didn't even want to take the time to put her into a saddle. I pulled her panties down until they fell to her feet. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside. I reached down and released my erection, lifted her up against the wall and hooked her legs over my arms. She was pinned to the wall by my weight, her legs spread, ready to receive.

My hands were busy holding her up, so I roughly ordered her to grab my cock and guide it home. She did so immediately, adjusting her hips so I could ram it into her. She gasped at my entry, moaning my name.

"Open your blouse, baby. I want to see your tits."

Roberta did as she was told, ripping her blouse open and pulling her bra down to release her tits. I sucked and bit her nipples as I fucked my cock in and out of her wet grasping cunt. She was hot for it, moaning and gasping, "Fuck me harder Uncle Mike." I did just what she wanted, slamming into her hard as I felt her starting to cum.

"Yeah, cum for me you little slut. I know you've been giving it to Daddy and Uncle James, now it's my turn."

"Mmmm, Uncle Mike, you fuck me so good. Cum inside me, please cum inside me."

"Yeah, I'll be doing that a lot from now on." I told her as I pumped her full of Kelly cum. After I was through, I allowed her to stand on shaky legs and repair herself a bit.

"Your daddy fucking little Rebecca yet?"

"Yes, for a couple of months now."

"She like it as much as you do?"

"Yeah."

I pressed her up against the wall again, reaching down to feel my cum leaking out of her. She moaned and moved against my hand.

"You want some more, don't you little slut? You like it rough? I'll give you all the rough you want."

"Yes, please Uncle Mike."

"Too bad there's not enough time. You go on now and get ready for dinner. Don't tell your daddy what happened. After dinner you'll have at least five men to fill you up, baby, don't worry. You won't go hungry."

Roberta smiled at me and repaired herself as much as was possible. I told her how to get to her suite and pushed her out the door. I stayed in the room for a few moments to let my cock subside. Slam fucking my niece against the wall was very arousing. I wish I had been able to take the time to see to her properly, but all good things come to those who wait.

Dinner was a fairly normal affair. Roberta sat next to me. I flirted with the Serrano rules a bit, feeling her up under the table during dinner. She was still wearing that little black leather skirt, but she had changed her blouse. The sangria and the mess I made inside her made her cunt sloppy wet. Antonia noticed what I was doing and stifled a giggle. To my wife, my conquests were a reinforcement of my virility, and therefore arousing to her.

The other girls were younger copies of Roberta, all of them bearing a striking resemblance to my own daughter Victoria. They all had porcelain fine skin, long curly black hair, and striking blue eyes. My two brothers and myself also shared the Kelly coloring. Henry was the eldest at 43, James the youngest at 37.

Everyone drank sangria at dinner. Antonia monitored the new girls to try to make sure they didn't ingest too much. I noticed the sexual tension in the room, as I'm sure all the other initiated males did, but my brother Henry seem oblivious. During dinner my wife and I explained our plans for Ireland and offered Henry a job as headmaster of the girls school at over 4 times his current salary. He seemed a bit hesitant at first. He enjoyed his academic pursuits at Columbia University. We wooed him in the end with the money, of course. Since Don Antonio was the senior patriarch present, it was left up to him to explain to my brother the unusual aspects of the arrangements.

The weather was becoming crisp and cool, fall having arrived. Don Antonio suggested the women retire to the family's private bathhouse for a hot soak and a steam. No outsiders were allowed entrance, so it was a perfect place for a group sex session, which was what we had planned for the evening. Antonia, Victoria, and Angelica would get the other girls going for us while we explained things to Henry.

The women departed amidst giggles and shared glances. I had assumed the men would repair to Don Antonio's study where my own initiation into the family business had occurred. When we arrived at his large public office he continued on to the spiral staircase. He intended us to go upstairs to his private office where his sex slaves usually hung out. I was surprised and a bit anxious about what my brother's reaction would be. Alejandro grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear that the girls were there, but there would be no overt sadistic behavior by anyone unless my brothers initiated it. I think this was intended as a test for my two brothers to see if they had demons of their own.

"Hello!" my brother James said as he entered the room and saw the naked sex slaves kneeling in the corner. Henry's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything.

Alejandro motioned James over to a sitting area in an alcove away from Don Antonio's desk. Don Antonio sat down behind his desk and motioned Henry and I to sit in the chairs facing.

"Mr. Kelly," Don Antonio said to my brother Henry, "I wish to formally welcome you and your daughters to our family. The nature of the enclave your brother Michael is setting up in Ireland will be based upon the model of this hacienda. Michael has married into my family and, therefore, gained our patronage. He has expressed a desire to adopt our family traditions, as has your brother James. Michael has offered you a job, but I am now tasked with explaining to you the exact nature of the agreement your are entering into."

Don Antonio went on to explain about the history of his family, as he had to me months before. He told Henry the circumstances surrounding my adoption into the Serrano family and the nature of my sexual relationship and impregnation of my daughter. At this point Henry looked over at me in surprise, but I could detect an undercurrent of relief in him. He was relieved he was not the only one who shared this predilection for incestuous sex.

Don Antonio went on to tell Henry we were all aware he had already deflowered all of his daughters. He seemed surprised at Don Antonio's approval and admiration for his actions. At Don Antonio explained to him that he was expected to share his daughters with all the Serrano and Kelly men in the family, that they were to be available for sex to all of us. He told him the sex would be consensual, of course. The girls would be able to refuse sex if they wanted, but that he should endeavor to train them to accept sex with pleasure from any family member who asked, male or female.

Don Antonio noticed the state of Henry's arousal and snapped his fingers to the slaves in the corner to come and service Henry and I. Susanna knelt and freed my erection, taking me into her mouth as Theresa did the same for Henry. I grabbed and pulled her hair a bit so she wouldn't forget who was boss. While the girls sucked us Don Antonio told Henry he was expected to impregnate all his daughters, or allow one of their Kelly uncles to do so. In reality, as the patriarch of the Kelly Clan, it was my choice to decide who made whom pregnant, but I had told Don Antonio I wanted to defer to my brother in this matter, this time at least.

Henry, my stodgy academic brother, seemed to be enjoying his blowjob very much. He expressed willingness to participate, even relief to be welcomed into a society where his socially unacceptable behavior was accepted and encouraged. Theresa and Susanna drank our cum while the other men watched them finish us off. This was another test for Henry, to see how he handled an audience. He seemed perfectly comfortable with the situation. Between groans of pleasure he explained that he would need some time to decide about his daughter's pregnancies. That was fine. I had decided it would be good for their training to allow them to be used well in the next few weeks before we imposed the restrictions on their behavior that were necessary when one wanted to know who the father of their child was. My particular preference was to just pass them around between the three Kelly men. It didn't matter to me who impregnated them, but I decided to let my brother decide. They were his, after all.

Don Antonio suggested we join the ladies in the bathhouse. We left the disappointed slaves behind and headed out. I gave Susanna a last painful pinch on her nipple and a pat on the head. On the way to the bathhouse, Don Antonio explained in great detail what we were seducing his daughters into. They would be subjected to as much perversion as they would allow, even little Rebecca. These included, oral, anal, lesbian, double penetration. He didn't mention the B&D and S&M that were his particular favorites. I was to judge if any of the girls were to be trained in that direction. I had an idea Roberta might be a good candidate.

We entered the bathhouse building and followed Don Antonio to a dressing room where we removed our clothes. During the summer reunion most people had used the outside pool, so I had only been here once before. The bathhouse was more of an inside pool complex with many small hot and cold pools and side chambers for steam rooms. It was constructed to resemble a natural grotto with waterfalls and lush tropical foliage. It was quite beautiful and something I intended to copy at my own estate. Due to the colder climate, it would be a necessity there.

We entered the grotto to find the ladies naked and already enjoying themselves. It appeared that Antonia, Victoria, and Angelica were teaching Roberta, Rachel, and Rebecca the joy a woman's tongue could bring them. Henry's three daughters were perched on the edge of one of the bubbling hot pools with their legs spread, their newly bald cunts being licked and stroked by the other women.

As we watched this erotic site, I introduced Henry to the joys of the Serrano sex balm. We all busily anointed ourselves while watching the ladies continue with their pleasure. When I told him about the properties of the sangria, he was skeptical, as I had been. He was a bit concerned that his daughters would not react well to this situation, but I told him not to fear.

Antonia and I had made a deal that in any group sex situation I would begin and end the session with her. I waded into the water and pulled her away from licking Rebecca's bald little cunt, much to Rebecca's disappointment. My brother Henry stayed close by my side, not sure of what to do. I decided to take him under my wing, starting with my wife.

"Henry, let's take Antonia over there." I indicated a hot pool with several seats constructed into the pool. The seats were cushioned plastic designed to allow the woman to recline partially submerged in the warm water. They performed the same function as the sex saddles I had seen elsewhere on the estate. I grabbed Antonia and kissed her deeply asking her if she was ready to be introduced to a new Kelly cock. She was, of course.

As we were heading toward the pool, Don Antonio whistled to get our attention. He was motioning us over to a larger pool with a greater number of seats fashioned into the side. He wanted us all to be in the same pool. It was his house, so I complied.

There were six seats, more than enough for the five ladies. The ladies were outnumbered by one, so it was decided we would take turns with all the women with one taking a man in her mouth also. Don Antonio treated it like a kind of game. I started with my wife, of course, with her taking Henry into her mouth. I saw Henry watching Don Antonio taking his youngest daughter as she squealed in pleasure.

"Don't worry, Henry. He's very good at what he does. She'll love it."

"I've never seen anything so arousing. I enjoyed watching James take Roberta and Rachel, but this is incredible."

"Looks like you're going to fit right in around here."

Henry caressed my wife's face as he thrust his cock deeply in her mouth, groaning in pleasure when she deep throated him. I was thrusting in the familiar rhythm I knew she liked. I teased her, pulling back and slowing down just when I knew she was close. When I heard Don Antonio shout out his climax as he blew a load into the youngest girl, I thrust vigorously, putting my wife out of her misery. I could see my wife's throat convulsing as she swallowed my brother's cum, so I have her my own, softly caressing her stomach to remind her of the child to come.

Henry was surprised when his cock didn't go down after he came down my wife's throat. I motioned to Henry that we should switch places as the other men did the same. I looked over and noticed it was Alejandro's turn with Roberta.

"Hey, Alejandro, she likes it a bit rough."

He smiled at me and said, "Oh, I will give it to her then." He slammed into her hard, splashing water over her as she groaned.

I decided to give my wife's jaw a rest and was content for her to stroke me with her hands and gently lick me with her mouth. Henry was in heaven, telling me fucking my wife while he watched her lick my cock was really getting him off. I told him he could have her whenever he wanted and she agreed. It was obvious she enjoyed him between her thighs.

We continued in the pool until each man had satisfied himself with each lady. I had a special plan for Roberta, since I hadn't had time to see to her properly earlier in the day. I asked my brother if he had taken any of his daughters anally yet. He said no, a pleasant surprise.

Henry was a believer in sangria by the time each of us had a turn with the girls. I found Rebecca, the youngest, to be very responsive and a pleasure to fuck. We all stopped to catch our breath while the servants appeared with refreshments. I went over to Roberta and pulled her into my arms. I pinched and rolled her nipples, a bit harder than before, making her groan with pleasure. I was convinced again that she would be a good candidate for training, but I was concerned she might be too aggressive to be a true slave for me.

I left my wife to the tender ministrations of her father. He would be gentle with her now that she was carrying my child. I grabbed Roberta's hand and led her over to the "pit." The pit was a sunken area near one of the hot pools. It was cushioned with thick pillows covered with terry cloth material. I told her to get on her hands and knees. I knelt behind her and entered her from behind, reaching to knead my hands over her water and sweat slicked back. She groaned and pushed back against me, taking me deeper with each thrust.

"It's time to finish what we started earlier, baby. Now I have time to fuck you until you beg me to stop."

"Mmmm, Uncle Mike, I'm gonna beg you to keep going."

"We'll see. I think you need to be taught a lesson."

Her father was busy with my daughter Victoria, who I was sure would monopolize his full attention. Victoria was very gifted, having learned a lot under the tutelage of my wife.

I pulled out of Roberta and instructed her to move forward so the lip of the pit supported her upper body. I moved over to a storage box and took out a length of rope, a gag, and some sex balm. Roberta had her back to me, so she was surprised when I grabbed her hands and tied them behind her back. She protested a bit, but not loudly enough to attract the attention of her father. I quickly whipped the gag around her mouth and secured it. I entered her again from behind, pulling on her bound hands to take her deeper. She groaned into the gag, but from the state of her arousal I was sure she was enjoying it.

Her father was busy, as I said, and my body blocked his view. He couldn't see his oldest daughter was bound and gagged. I thrust into her hard, making her grunt at the impact. My demon stirred, but I kept him well in hand. Wasn't time yet to unleash him in front of my brothers.

I grabbed the sex balm, scooped some out and spread it over Roberta's ass. She screamed in her gag at the feel of my fingers stroking her anus and let out a high pitch squeal when my fingers began to invade her there. I could have used an anal toy to open her up properly, but I wanted to teach her a little lesson in submission.

"You know, I'm the head of this family. Your daddy agreed to give you to me to do whatever I want. Right now what I want is to shove my cock deep inside your ass."

I opened her up a bit with my fingers, just enough to take the head of my cock. I pulled out of her cunt and spread some more sex balm on it before guiding the head to her puckered hole. She was trembling and panting through her nose as she felt my cock head slowly invade her ass. I pushed slowly until I felt the head pop through the ring of muscle, then I invaded her more forcefully. I could hear her screaming into her gag and see tears begin to course down her cheeks, but when I reached around to plunge my fingers into her cunt, she was wet and pulsing.

"Oh, yeah. You're liking this baby. You can't fool me, you little slut."

Her ass was slowly opening up and I increased the pace of my thrusts. I had already cum many times that evening, but the hot tight feel of her anus grasping my cock was going to bring me on quicker than I thought. I reached around her and roughly grabbed her clit with my fingers, squeezing and twisting it. I wanted to see how she tolerated pleasure/pain and she didn't disappoint. As I had suspected, by all indications, she was enjoying it. I twisted her clit hard and slammed into her ass. I heard her scream into her gag as I felt her ass convulsing in what I knew was a powerful climax. She was sobbing in pleasure/pain as I felt my own climax build and crest.

After the last wave of pleasure receded, I pulled out and quickly untied her hands. A servant rushed up to clean off my cock and to wipe up some of the sticky mess leaking out of her ass. I motioned the servant away and gathered Roberta into my arms, taking her gag off.

"OK, honey," I said as I held her and rocked her like a baby. She was still sobbing and trembling.

"U-u-uncle Mike? What did you do to me?"

"I just taught you a little about your erotic nature, honey. You enjoyed it didn't you?"

"Y-y-yes. I've never felt anything like that before. It was so intense."

"I figured you would enjoy it. I could see the potential in you from the first time we fucked."

Roberta was a bit shaky, but we went back over to the pool where the others still frolicked. Henry looked at his daughter's red-rimmed eyes and could tell she had been crying. He looked over at me and back to her, but she gave him a reassuring watery smile. He seemed content with that, relaxing back into the water, caressing naked little Rebecca in his lap.

"So, Henry," I asked, "How did you like your initiation into the clan?"

"Well, I can't say I've ever experienced anything like it. My cock won't go down. I feel like I could fuck all night."

"Maybe Antonia will oblige you. She fucked James senseless the other night. I'll take care of your little girl." I smiled. I wanted a couple of uninterrupted hours to fuck that little one senseless myself.

We sat in conversation for a while, enjoying the soothing heat in the pool. Henry and I started to discuss the pregnancy issue. Roberta seemed surprised and not too happy about this development. To my surprise, Henry just looked at her and said she would do what she was told. If he wanted to fuck her pregnant he would do just that. She shut right up, but looked a bit miffed.

We talked some more and I told Henry that technically it was my decision to make, but I was deferring to him. He thought my idea of passing them around between the three of us was interesting, but James didn't agree. Unlike us, he had never had a child before. He wanted to know which was his. We decided that each of us would make one girl pregnant. I asked for Roberta, liking the idea of breaking her to my will. Henry agreed, taking Rebecca for himself and giving Rachel to James. He liked the idea of watching other men fuck his daughters, but he liked the idea of making them pregnant a lot better. We decided to start right away. We would allow a week for the birth control to continue so any Serrano sperm that was hanging around inside the girls from the evening's entertainment would not find fertile ground.

Chapter Ten - The Kellys Invade Ireland

I ended up taking Roberta to my bed that night, along with my wife of course. Roberta was spent from her exertions of the evening. It had been her first group sex experience. Starting the next morning, I gave her my first cum of the day. I was gentle with her, which I think disappointed her to some extent. I told her I would lead her farther down the pleasure/pain path after the baby. She was a bit mollified, but still wasn't too sure she wanted to get pregnant. I left that subject for Antonia to tackle.

It wasn't possible for me to have Roberta chained to my wrist at all times, unfortunately. I compromised by chaining her to me in the privacy of our rooms, forcing her to kneel at my feet. I thought this might be a good lesson in submission. My brothers and I developed the habit of leaving the girls we were so diligently trying to impregnate under the supervision of my wife when they were not with us. I especially wanted Roberta watched carefully.

By the time we were ready to travel to Ireland Justo had pleasurably confirmed the pregnancy of all three girls. We would be traveling to Ireland with five women carrying a Kelly child. This was a good start.

Don Antonio told me he had instructed one of his sons, Felipe, to meet us at the manor house. Felipe was an experienced and gifted ob/gyn and would serve me as my clan doctor. There were already several pregnant recruited girls to see to at my new estate.

I couldn't wait to see what changes had been accomplished during our absence. We flew one of the private corporate jets from California to New York. We stayed in a large luxurious Park Avenue mansion to rest for the night before continuing our journey across the Atlantic. This was how I learned of the family "safe houses." The greatest concentrations of Serranos were in Los Angeles, New York, and London. In each of these cities the family maintained a large safe house. Currently, all Serrano men married outside the family. Their wives were not initiated, which meant they needed to keep their incestuous activities with their daughters and nieces a secret. They made discreet visits to the safe house to conduct their incestuous liaisons. Initiated daughters of college age also sometimes used the safe houses to live in while attending college. They would service visiting family members when their studies allowed. There was plenty of room for our party in the mansion. We met a few people who had not attended the reunion that year.

The next day we began our long flight over the Atlantic. We found ways to amuse ourselves, and the flight crew of course, during the trip. We landed at a small private airport a few miles from my estate. Members of our new staff greeted us. They ushered us to limousines and saw to the transportation of our mountains of luggage. We were exhausted from the flight and our strenuous activities along the way. It was dark by the time we reached the estate, so there wasn't much time to explore by the time we had situated ourselves and eaten dinner.

The next day we bundled up and took a tour. The fall weather in Ireland was much cooler than in California. The school wing of the manor house was coming along nicely. All the girls would have their own snug little rooms, complete with a working fireplace. The girls had been assigned rooms the night before, but were still free to sleep wherever, or with whomever, they liked. During the tour we had the opportunity to introduce our family girls to several of the girls Antonia and I had recruited during our travels. They seemed excited and relieved to have company. Their fathers were working at company headquarters in London, but frequently flew in on the weekends.

Henry walked off with Mr. Brown to discuss the school. Mr. Brown had seemed delighted to meet his new pupils, his eyes moving appreciatively over their still slender bodies. I hoped he wouldn't mind fucking pregnant girls, because there would be a lot of them about.

We toured the stables, which were coming along quite well. Isaiah greeted us warmly, giving me an update on how things were progressing. He told me my personal sex slaves had arrived the previous day and were available to be raped and deflowered at my convenience. He was keeping them in a locked room in he stables in the mean time. I popped my head in to see two apprehensive naked young girls huddled in the corner. They were twins! My demon stirred and stretched, but he would have to wait a while. I had much to attend to.

The ground had been broken for my own grotto complex. I met with the contractor who was putting the finishing touches on my private office. The office would be ready in a few days. Since I owned a manor house, which was much like a castle, I figured it should have a dungeon. Isaiah would dwell there and train our little slaves. I decided to wait to initiate my slaves until the dungeon was completed. It wasn't so bad. It was subterranean, but well heated with comfortable places for them to sleep. I was becoming a gifted sadist, but I wasn't a monster.

The following day I met with community leaders from the village. They were disappointed that we already had the school and the estate fully staffed. They had hoped my wealth would bring needed jobs to the area. They were not aware of the reason why I wouldn't allow any outsiders to work for me, and I intended that it stay that way. I mollified them by funding a community center and promising to purchase produce and dairy products from local farmers. I asked if there were any local artisans I could patronize and found there were several craft persons in the area that would be delighted to meet with my wife to help her furnish and decorate the manor house.

They asked about the unusually tight security around my compound. I told them we ran an exclusive school that was patronized by very wealthy families. Some of them would naturally be concerned that their wealth would make their children targets for kidnappers or terrorists. This explanation seemed to satisfy them. I believe I did well in my first foray into local politics.

I initiated James into the joys of S&M, allowing him to help me deflower my virgin slaves. Don Antonio had sent me thirteen-year-old twins, Liliana and Juliana. James was a natural, just as I had been. We decided to keep the details of these activities from Henry. His personality seemed ill suited for this type of activity.

We spent the winter huddled within the warmth of the manor house. I had arranged broadband high-speed internet access to the compound, not mean feat in rural Ireland. The compound was fully wired. There was a game room with all the latest video games, home theatre, and high tech toys. Along with the almost non-stop sex, this was a great diversion during the long snowy winter. My girls were ripening before my eyes, which I found very sexy. I was personally responsible for three of the five family pregnancies, and several more of the recruited girls could possibly be carrying a Kelly also. I had never felt so virile.

Spring brought the birth of nine healthy children to the estate. My wife gave me a daughter, my daughter a son, and my niece Roberta gave me twin girls. Henry fathered a son on Rebecca, and James gave Rachel a girl. Dannica had a dark haired blue-eyed boy I suspected was mine also. Two other recruited girls gave birth to healthy girls. Our doctor, Felipe, was very overworked.

My wife and I adopted Victoria's son, who would be my heir. We adopted Roberta's twins. It was decided that Rachel and Rebecca's children would be given to Serrano families for adoption. This was a common practice. Although family members often impregnated girls at a very young age, it was recognized that they were ill equipped for the responsibility of parenthood. They would be released from that responsibility and allowed to enjoy the rest of their young adult lives without a care except their education. My wife and I also adopted Dannica's boy and the two girls from the other recruited families. Within a three-month period I went from being the legal father of one child, to the proud father of eight, seven of them infants. Angelica gave birth to Don Antonio's child, a boy, in California. I ended up making my ritual adoption of Angelica legal and adopted her son for good measure. This brought the total to ten children. Antonia had a fully staffed nursery with four full time nannies, all Serrano girls of course. It was challenging, but Antonia blossomed as a mother and seemed to be enjoying herself.

Chapter Eleven - The Sullivan and the O'Malley Families

The summer was beautiful. My girls were all fully recovered from their pregnancies, back to their slender selves. Not that I hadn't found them very sexy pregnant. Great care had been taken during pregnancy to prevent stretch marks, so their skin was unmarred. There was not way to tell any of the young ones had given birth. The family required at least three years between each pregnancy, for the health of the mother. It was easy to get carried away, especially if one found pregnancy arousing. The girls, for the most part, would not become pregnant again until their future husbands did the honor. I planned to give Victoria, Roberta, Rachel, and Rebecca at least one more child before they married. They were needed for the clan. Roberta had especially enjoyed having my child and was eager for more, even though she gave me twins. Her education in submitting to me was in full swing, aided by Isaiah. She was coming along nicely, stating she never wanted to marry, but wanted to stay with me and provide me as many children as possible. We'd have to see about that. She needed to go to college.

I found that I greatly enjoyed riding. Equestrian pursuits were part of the curriculum at the school, so we had a fully stocked stable. Victoria, who had been taking riding lessons since the age of eight, frequently joined me on my daily ride around the estate. I owned a couple thousand acres, so we had plenty to explore. We rode off in a different direction every day, eager to explore. Several times a week we would head out early, pack a picnic lunch, and find a likely secluded spot to eat and have sex for a few hours. This was special private time between my daughter and me.

One day we decided to ride in the direction of the village. There was a nice stream there within the perimeter of the grounds. We decided to have a nice fuck and a skinny dip. A stone wall and other fencing secured this part of the estate, which bordered the populated area of the town. It wasn't possible to fence the entire estate, nor to make it impregnable, but there were prominent "No Trespassing" signs and the locals had been warned security was very tight. We counted on that to insure our privacy.

We were startled, but not completely surprised, to hear voices when we approached the stream. Obviously someone had ignored the signs and scaled the wall. It was probably some teenagers. I was about to reach for my cell phone to call for security when Victoria turned and put her finger to her mouth.

"Daddy," she whispered as she dismounted her horse, "I think they're having sex."

I couldn't hear anything that I thought sounded like sex. Victoria tied her horse to a tree and crept forward. The owners of the voices were hidden from view behind some shrubs; the same shrubs I had hoped would hide my incestuous activities with my daughter. I was disappointed that my sexual plans for the afternoon were cancelled.

Victoria peered through the bushes, put her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle, and motioned for me to dismount and join her. I complied, tying my horse to a tree. I quietly crept up beside her and was greeted with the site of a man about my age trying to coax a young girl to suck his cock. The girl's blouse was unbuttoned and the man was trying, unsuccessfully, to fondle her small tits. Both the man and the girl had very light freckled skin and flaming red hair, stereotypical Irish. I listened and could hear what they were saying.

"Now, Mary my child, suck Daddy's cock like a good girl. You know your older sisters take me full inside and your own little sister is happy to do what you are refusing. It's your duty to me, girl. You cannot refuse me."

"No, Da. I'll not be doin it. You canna make me."

"You think not, me girl? I'll take you over my knee and strap you raw, I will."

I noticed a wicked gleam of rebellion in the girl's eyes as she twisted away from the man. She eluded his grasp and ran away into the bushes. The man, with his boots off and his pants around his ankles was in no condition to give chase, so he let her go. He lay back in the grass with a sigh of resignation and began to stroke himself. I guess he had decided to give himself the climax his daughter was refusing him. I was surprised, pleasantly, to find a local person who seemed to be practicing incest.

Victoria, watching the man touch himself, licked her lips. I gathered her into my arms and caressed her breasts. Her nipples were puckering in arousal and I knew it was making her hot to watch this man pleasure himself. He was not handsome. He had a coarseness about him; the thick rough hands of a laborer, wiry hair, and a stocky grizzled body. The only feature that mattered to Victoria was his cock, which rivaled Isaiah's, meaning it was much larger than mine.

As we watched him stroke himself, I reached my hand down and unzipped Victoria's jodhpurs. I reached my hand inside her pants to stroke her baby soft cunt, which had been made freshly hairless that morning. Another Serrano invention, a gentle depilatory cream that was used to remove hair from the girl's genitals and anal area, and slowed re-growth. The cunts of all my girls were smooth, soft, sexy and hairless.

Victoria was wet, stifling a moan as I stroked my fingers inside the folds of her labia to find her clitoris. I had sex balm and toys in the saddlebags, along with our picnic blanket and food.

"You want him, baby?" I whispered.

"Mmmm, yes Daddy. May I?"

"Of course, darling. Anything my baby wants, she gets."

I released her, telling her to zip herself up while I gathered the saddlebags with our supplies. We would wait until the man climaxed and then stumble upon him after he had dressed. We would, of course, invite him to join us in our picnic, and much more if my baby had her way.

I made it back to Victoria with the supplies in time to see the man roll on his side and splash his cum into the grass. He really did have an impressively thick member. Victoria was creaming herself in her eagerness to feel it inside her.

The man pulled up his pants and laced on his boots. At the moment it appeared he was about to leave, we began to loudly move through the bushes toward him. He seemed to panic for a moment; he was trespassing after all. We came out of the bushes before he had a chance to retreat out of site. I hailed him in a friendly way, which caused him to relax.

"Hello there! How are you?"

"Good day to ya, sir. I'm doing just fine, and yourself?"

"Oh, couldn't be better. I'm Michael Kelly and this is my daughter Victoria."

"I'm called Patrick Sullivan and I'll be beggin' yer pardon then sir. I know that I be trespassin' on yer land."

"Don't be silly, man. You don't look like a terrorist or a kidnapper, now do you?"

"No, sir. I'm a law abidin' man, fer the most part."

"I know I have made some of the local people angry by securing my land this way and posting signs. I know you were used to coming and going more freely before we came here. You must understand, with so many wealthy young students, me must be concerned about security."

"Of course, sir. I'm sorry about not followin' the rules. I'm used to bein able to come down here by the stream when I have the whim. It won't happen again."

"Don't worry about it. Would you like to join us for lunch? We have a picnic and there is plenty to share for three."

"It would be an honor, sir."

"Please call me Michael."

"Oh, no sir. That would never do. You're the lord of the manor around here."

I didn't disabuse him of that notion. I was pleased by his fawning manner towards me. He was properly subservient. We spread the picnic blanket and shared the sandwiches and sangria the cook had packed. She always packed more than Victoria and I could eat in one sitting, so I knew there would be plenty of food. I found out that Patrick Sullivan had a wife and four daughters ranging in age from 11 to 17. He was a gardener and groundskeeper at the local golf course and country club. The club wasn't very large, serving the local gentry. I couldn't imagine Mr. Sullivan made a lot of money.

During the meal Victoria stayed close by my side and we shared many affectionate kisses and caresses. Patrick looked at my daughter with interest and poorly disguised lust. He didn't comment on our affectionate nature, even though some of our caresses were a bit more than a normal father and daughter shared.

I was sitting with my arm around Victoria quietly talking with Patrick when I made my move. I reached around and started to boldly caress one of Victoria's breasts. Patrick eyes widened a bit, but he didn't comment.

"Mr. Sullivan, we must confess that we saw you earlier trying to coax that young girl to have sex with you. We also watched everything that happened afterward."

"You misunderstand, sir. It wasn't what you think."

"Oh, I am hoping it is exactly what I think. You see, I thought since your own daughter refused you, I would share mine with you."

I leaned down to give Victoria deep kiss and she unbuttoned and removed her blouse. Victoria removed her bra, revealing her naked breasts. I clasped her to me, licking and sucking on her nipples. Victoria unzipped her jodhpurs and squirmed out of them. She hadn't been wearing any panties. I reached down and spread her legs so Patrick would get a perfect view of her naked cunt, stroking her moist folds open with my fingers. I stroked her pleasure bud, making her moan.

I broke off the kiss and looked up at a stunned Patrick Sullivan. He was speechless, but from the erection I saw tenting his pants, he was not unaffected by our display.

"She quite wonderful, isn't she?"

"Y-y-yes sir."

"Victoria was quite impressed with your manhood. I'm sure she would like a closer look."

Victoria went over and unzipped Patrick's fly and released his monster. He didn't protest, only groaned in pleasure when she took him into her mouth.

"Mary, mother of God, she's got a sweet mouth. How old is she?" he gasped as he gently thrust himself deeper.

"Sweet little fourteen. I like them hot and young, as do you apparently. Was that really your blood daughter, Patrick?"

"Y-y-yes." He groaned.

"You have sex with all your girls?"

"Not all of them yet, but I plan to."

"Good man."

I undressed as I watched Victoria pleasure Mr. Sullivan. His head was back and his eyes were closed. He was moans were increasing in tempo and I knew he was close to cumming. He would get a surprise when his sangria enhanced erection didn't disappear. I got the sex balm out of the saddlebag and crouched behind Victoria to spread some on her genitals and ass. I knew they would be getting well used in a moment.

Patrick shouted out his release and pumped his cum down my daughter's swallowing throat. "Good God, man, if her cunny's as sweet as her mouth, I'll be in heaven. Christ, she's hot for fourteen."

"She's been very well trained. Something I can help you with regarding your own girls. I'd like to meet them. I'm sure, since I've shared my girl with you, you won't mind sharing yours with me."

"All of them, sir?"

"Oh, yes, each and every one. Don't worry, there's plenty more where Victoria came from. I'll share my other girls with you also."

Victoria sat up and wiped her mouth. I told Patrick to get undressed, which he did. Victoria, eager to feel him inside her, got on her hands and knees and presented herself to him. He got behind her and started pressing his cock inside, much to her great pleasure if I could judge by her gasping moans. Before I pressed my own cock into her mouth I asked her if she enjoyed having him inside her. "Oh, Daddy it's wonderful," she exclaimed.

Patrick grabbed her hips, pressing her back on his erection. I watched closely, enjoying the sight of this rough uncultured man rutting and grunting behind my daughter. He mashed his pelvis against her, fucking his big thick cock in and out of her tight young cunt. He seemed to lose control of himself, using her roughly, which she greatly enjoyed.

"I think I'm bringin' her on sir. Her cunny's sucking me like a mouth." I could hear Victoria's muffled squeals of delight as her climax came upon her.

Patrick wasn't far behind, grunting and swearing, wetting her cunt with his cum. There was something arousing to me about the thought of fucking my daughter with this rough man's cum inside her.

He pulled out when he was through, his cock still stiff and hard. My daughter was panting in delight, her cunt leaking cum. I moved behind her and entered her sloppy cunt from behind. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Witnessing her being used roughly by this man had unleashed a bit of my demon, which was something I was not usually able to do with my daughter. I pounded her hard, pulling her hair and swearing.

Patrick seemed to notice his cock was still hard, so he knelt in front of Victoria and shoved it down her throat. She was being pumped hard from both ends. I had already anointed her ass with balm, so I began to open her up with my fingers. Patrick was too thick to use her this way, but that wouldn't stop me. After opening her up marginally, I pulled out of her cunt and pressed my cock into her ass. I could hear her moaning in mingled pleasure/pain, muffled by Patrick's cock down her throat. I had never used my daughter this roughly. It wasn't long after I had myself to the hilt in her ass that I felt my climax building to a crescendo. I threw my head back and groaned in animal satisfaction as Patrick and I pumped it into her from both ends.

Patrick collapsed back after his climax, his cock still rock hard. I ordered Victoria to get some cleansing towels from the saddlebag to wipe my cock off. She looked at me in surprise, not being used to being spoken to in that tone of voice. I pulled the reins in on my demon, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Lord above, Mr. Kelly. I've had anything like that. My goddamn cock won't go down, your daughter is so exciting."

"You used her a bit roughly, Mr. Sullivan. I enjoyed watching that."

"I do like it a bit rough sir. I get a huge cockstand on me whenever I strap my girls for misbehaving."

Victoria had cleansed the spendings off my cock, so I told her to take a dip in the stream. Patrick and I watched her beautiful naked body as she cavorted in the water. Her breasts were larger and fuller after her pregnancy. Felipe had been very careful to sew her cunt back up nice and tight after the delivery, so she was as much a joy to fuck as ever.

"What's the story with Mary?"

"That girl! I've not had any trouble with her older sisters. Even her little sister is taking to sucking my cock like a good little girl. If I wasn't afraid of attracting the attention of the law, I'd just tie her up and take her by force."

"I am the law on my land, Mr. Sullivan. I can arrange to help you make Mary very obedient. What about the girl's mother? What does she know about all this?"

"She pretends she doesn't know a thing, sir, but I know better. She's an O'Malley, after all. She wasn't no virgin when she came to our marriage bed at fifteen. She makes herself scarce whenever she can tell I'm going to cover one of the girls. Then that night she comes to me wet and hot for it. Fucks me blind when she knows I've had my cock inside one of her daughters."

"What does being an O'Malley have to do with it?"

"That's right, sir. You're not from around here. Since you are fucking your daughter, I just assumed you'd know about the other families."

"There are families in the area who practice incest?"

"Oh, yes sir. The Sullivan's and the O'Malley's both make it a habit to deflower their girls. My wife had been had by her father, brothers, and uncles before she came to me."

"Running in to you today was a great stroke of luck Mr. Sullivan."

"Please call me Patrick, sir."

"Alright, Patrick. How would you like a job on my estate? You'd have access to plenty of tight young cunts. There are rules to follow, but I think we can make the arrangement to both our benefits."

Victoria was done playing. She had started performing for us like she was a model in a porno shoot. She cupped water and splashed it on herself, letting it stream down over her beautiful skin. She cupped her breasts and played with them, enjoying her audience. I wished I had a camera, but I knew that was futile. For security and legal reasons photographing or videotaping any of our girls naked or in sexual situations was expressly forbidden. We could make a lot of money on the internet selling tapes of some of the stuff we got into, but it just wasn't worth calling attention to ourselves.

While we watched Victoria start to stroke her little bald cunt, I explained to Patrick about the exact nature of our little enclave. He was shocked when I told him Victoria, at fourteen, had already given me a healthy son. He told me the two local families went to great lengths to avoid pregnancy, but were not always successful. I told him I would offer him a job if he would agree to impregnate his daughters. There was a lot of money in it for him, of course.

"I'm not sure, sir. We don't usually do that in our families."

"I'd be happy to do it for you, Patrick, if you don't want to. I just need more babies for my clan. I don't care who the father's are, as long as the children are initiated into family sex and are not fathered by a Serrano."

"I'll have to think about it, sir."

"You do that. In the mean time, I think Victoria could use a bit more attention."

We spent a pleasurable hour or three fucking my daughter senseless. I told Mr. Sullivan to bring Mary to the manor house that evening after dinner. We would take her to the dungeon to see about making her a bit more obedient.

We washed off one last time in the stream, dressed, and parted ways. Victoria and I rode back to the estate. She went off to her room to rest after her exertions. I went in search of James to tell him of this new development.

I found James in his office tapping away at his computer. He had thrown himself into the management of the family corporations, allowing my wife Antonia more time to spend in the growing nursery. He had no intention of moving to headquarters in London. It was too far away from our growing stable of hot young cunts. Since he had done so well with the rape of my new slaves, I was planning on surprising him with a pair of his own for his birthday next month.

I greeted him and sat down in one of the comfortable chairs near his desk. He was distracted at first, concentrating more on what he was doing on the computer than what I was saying. When I told him there were two incestuous families in the area, his head snapped up and he forgot the computer entirely.

The servants Don Antonio had given me were obedient, but not happy with the drastic change in climate. I was hoping to recruit the Sullivan and O'Malley families to work for us and allow the Serrano servants to return to their former posts at Don Antonio's hacienda. My slaves weren't going anywhere, of course.

I told James that Mr. Sullivan was bringing his rebellious virgin daughter by after dinner for a lesson in obedience. We got so excited thinking about it that we repaired to the dungeon for a brief session with the slaves before dinner. They would be part of the training that evening also.

Dinner was a formal affair at the manor house, with all the family in residence in attendance. All the ladies had recovered very nicely from their pregnancies and were back to their slender sexy selves. I broke the news about the local families who shared our sexual habits. Everyone greeted this with enthusiasm, especially Victoria, who was please Mr. Sullivan would be readily available for more sex. She regaled everyone with tales of his virility during the meal.

Since James and I would be busy after dinner, we suggested Henry and the ladies repair to the grotto after dinner for some sport of their own. Everyone seemed aroused by Victoria's erotic tales. Miguel, Victoria's special friend from the hacienda, had transferred his studies to Oxford. I suspected he wanted to be close to my daughter. He had arrived at the manor house for a visit just that day and had not yet had the opportunity to avail himself of the charms of the other Kelly girls. Isaiah would be busy in the dungeon with us, as would Felipe, but he would be able to join the party in the grotto after injecting Mary with sangria herb extract at the appropriate time. I promised to bring Mr. Sullivan up for inspection when we were done with his daughter.

Victoria would be an integral part of our scheme to part little rebellious Mary from her virginity. She had had a good ride that afternoon, but as always was ready for more. She would help us get Mary down to the dungeon and secured before joining the party in the grotto herself. She was eager to feel her beloved Miguel inside her again.

Mr. Sullivan arrived with his daughter at 9:00 p.m. sharp. They were both dressed in their Sunday best. I introduced Patrick Sullivan to my brother James and Mary to Victoria. Patrick seemed nervous, not knowing exactly what to expect. I instructed Victoria to give Mary a "tour" of the manor house. This tour would end in the dungeon with Mary naked, bound and gagged, of course.

Patrick, James, and I went into the library for a drink. Sangria was served instead of alcohol. Mr. Sullivan looked like he needed a stiff drink, but I only offered him sangria.

James and I explained to Mr. Sullivan how things would progress. I explained the properties of the sangria he had been drinking that day. Patrick seemed to accept my explanation without question, having experienced the enhanced erection earlier in the day.

In order to make it easier for him to do what needed to be done, I was of the opinion that he should be administered an injection of the sangria herb extract beforehand. I had been injected in the same manner myself before my first experience with rape and sadistic sex. I felt Patrick had a tendency toward sadistic or dominant behavior, but James and I would tone down the level of our sadism for Patrick's benefit. We had come a long way in the training of my new slaves and were in the habit of enjoying a bit of rough sex together almost every day.

I called Felipe to come and give Patrick his injection. He arrived shortly with the necessary materials. Patrick was nervous, but willing to get the injection. When it was administered he experienced a powerful spontaneous orgasm that created a wet spot on the front of his trousers.

"Whoa," I said, "That didn't happen to me."

"You had been ingesting the herb for several days before your first injection, senor." Felipe explained.

"Ok, Patrick, let's go." I said.

We led Patrick across the hall to an elevator. The elevator serviced all four floors of the manor house, but you needed a special code to make it take you down to the basement. I entered the code and the elevator descended. Patrick seemed less nervous. His ruddy complexion was flushed with arousal and a strong erection tented the front of his pants.

We entered the dungeon where Isaiah greeted us. He said everything was ready for us and led us into the chamber where Mary was bound and gagged. My two sex slaves were bound in saddles on each side of her, ready to be used. There was a fire in the large fireplace to one side to chase away the damp and chill of the subterranean chamber.

We undressed and I approached Mary. She was crying and frightened, bound naked to her saddle. She was panicking at the sight of so many naked erect men in the room. I ran my hands over her skin in a proprietary manner. She was fair, her pale skin freckled and soft. Her long red hair was unbound and I ran my hands through it, bringing a lock to my nose to take in its fresh innocent scent.

"Mary," I quietly said, "You have been a very disobedient daughter."

Mary shook her head, trying to talk through her gag. I pinched her nipples making her yelp in pain. A maid had seen to her hygiene, so her cunt was baby soft and bald.

"The reason you are gagged, my dear, is that we do not wish to hear you speak. I saw with my own eyes this afternoon that you refused to service your father, which is your duty. Your father has brought you here to cure you of your rebellion and to teach you proper respect for authority."

I looked over to Patrick, who was watching me touch his naked daughter. He was panting, eager to begin. I told Isaiah to get him a crop so that we could begin. Patrick approached his daughter, crop in hand, as James and I each chose a slave for our use. Patrick, lashing out and scoring his daughter's sensitive skin with a lash from his crop, struck the first blow.

My favorite slave, Juliana, watched me approach her with a hooded gaze. I reached out and found her wet for me already. I slashed the crop across her torso and breasts, eliciting a moaning growl from her throat. I could hear Patrick chastising his daughter for her disobedience as he continued to beat her with the crop. She was gasping and crying through her gag, her muffled voice begging him to stop.

Mary had been anointed with a small amount of sex balm to ease her father's passage enough to prevent damage. As I continued to torment my slave I watched Patrick pressing his cock into his daughter's virgin passage. His passage inside his daughter was suspiciously easy. I suspected she was actually wet from the rough treatment, even without the aphrodisiac. I think the reason she refused her father was to manipulate him into taking her by force. She was getting more than she bargained for. Her squeal of pain when he pierced her hymen was clearly audible, despite the gag. I allowed him to slam fuck her and pump his first load of cum inside her before motioning Felipe over to administer an injection of sangria herb extract. Felipe injected her and a moment later removed her gag. Patrick was rewarded with moans of delight as the sangria hit her system.

"I always knew you was a stone cold slut, you little bitch." He said. "You was wanting this all along, weren't you?"

"Oh, Da, deeper, yes, please." She moaned.

Patrick fucked her slow and deep, but punctuated his thrusts with occasional stinging slaps from the crop. Mary seemed to be entranced by the pleasurably painful fucking she was getting.

James and I had each given our twins a load of cum, and I felt it was time to switch partners. I wanted to see how Mary reacted to taking more than one man. Patrick reluctantly yielded her to me and went to thrust himself inside Juliana. I reached out and painfully pinched Mary's nipples as I slid my cock inside her wet willing channel. Her cunt contracted on me when I caused her pain, signaling an established connection between her pleasure and pain. She was a natural.

"Ok, Mary," I told her, "You take my cock pretty easy. Looks like you're going to be a world class slut after we get through training you."

We continued to use the girls for a while longer. Patrick wanted to watch his daughter taking some black cock, so Isaiah took a turn on Mary. We left the girls to his not-so-tender ministrations. We put on robes and went to join the others in the grotto.

Patrick, in his sexually heightened state, was overwhelmed with the site that greeted him in the grotto. It had turned into a full-blown orgy, with almost everyone on the estate participating. Naked young female flesh was on display everywhere you turned. The ladies outnumbered the men, so many of the pairings were lesbian. Patrick jumped in with both feet. The young ladies were delighted to welcome him.

As usual, I sought out my wife first, introducing her to Patrick when we had pleasured each other for a while. He was delighted to service my beautiful wife and she was delighted to have him. I moved on to my nieces in turn, and then some of the recruited girls who were present. Patrick exhausted himself.

I invited him to spend the night at the manor. He called his wife and told her he and Mary would be staying the night. She didn't offer any protest. He took Mary to his bed and slept with her for the night.

The next morning, at breakfast, Patrick told me he would accept my job offer and do his best to help recruit other members of the Sullivan and O'Malley families to work for me also. He would take over the management of the manor gardens and grounds. I had been building servant's cottages on the estate and Mr. Sullivan would move his family into one of the larger ones that was now finished.

"What about making the girls pregnant?" I asked.

"I don't have any objection with the two older girls, but I'd like to wait until Mary and my youngest, Holly, are at least fifteen."

"That's fair, but I've decided, as your employer, that I will be the father."

"Yes, sir. Whatever you say."

"Would you do me one more favor, Patrick?"

"What would that be, sir?"

"Your wife is initiated. It's a shame that she is repressing her sexual nature. Tonight when you go home take one of your daughters to your bed and force her to watch."

"Bring her out of the closet, so to speak, sir?"

"Yes. I'd be interested to see how she reacts."

27 Years Later

It's been 27 years since that fateful first trip to the Serrano hacienda. I'm 67 now and set to turn the reins of the clan over to my oldest son by Victoria, Michael Kelly, Jr. Michael is 26 and eager to assume his family responsibility. He is married to Bethany, his full blood sister. Victoria gave me Bethany three years after Michael Jr. The Serrano family adopted Bethany soon after her birth in the hopes she would find love among her brothers when she came of age. Bethany, in turn, has also given me two children, a boy and a girl.

Victoria married Miguel, who came to teach science at the manor school after he completed college. I have had my daughter sexually almost every day of her life since she was thirteen. Victoria has had a total of six children. Miguel and I took turns making her pregnant. My wife, Antonia, has given me five children.

I have impregnated all of my blood daughters and granddaughters who have come of age. The duty of impregnating the younger girls will fall to Michael Jr. Because of our adoption plan between the Serrano families we have arranged several incestuous marriages, including a lucky man who fathered a daughter on his sister when he was 18. He married his daughter when she reached the age of 18, he was 37.

We arranged to have the yearly Serrano reunion early in the summer, and the Kelly reunion late in the summer. It was rather exhausting. The Kelly reunion became a popular marriage mart with Serrano grooms searching for initiated Kelly, Sullivan and O'Malley wives. James ended up marrying the oldest Sullivan girl, after I gave her a baby, of course.

Our corporations are doing well. Antonia and I are retiring to Italy after this summer's reunion. I long for a warmer climate in my old age. Not too old to take some young sex toys with me, mind you. I don't have the energy to see to training slaves anymore.

Victoria, now 40, will stay on at the manor and help her son with his new duties. They have a close relationship, sexual in nature since he turned 18. Since his mother is still fertile, I suspect he will prevail upon Miguel to allow him to make his mother pregnant when he becomes clan leader. He must assert his dominance, even over older male family members. He is now the alpha male of the pack.

There are now several hundred women wearing the Kelly tattoo. I've lost count of my children, to tell you the truth. I have a large leather bound book with the exact lineage of each member of the family locked in a safe at the manor. God forbid that document ever become public.

Most of the Sullivan and O'Malley wives were brought out of the closet at my encouragement. It made life on the estate much easier. More out in the open, less to hide. Patrick brought his wife out successfully and she turned out to be a nice little slut. I dominated her for fun; forcing her to give me two bastard children in addition to the ones her daughters gave me. Patrick gave me his youngest daughter when she was 11. She was hot and willing, even at that age. I forced the mother to watch, of course.

It's now time to give over to the younger generation. Alejandro took over as Don ten years ago upon the death of his father. Antonia still mourns him. He remained robust and sexually active until he died. I wish the same for myself.

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