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 John Christofer and Seven Knights by BusterD
   Warning: This is an adult oriented, erotic tale; if you are underage
where you live, now is the time to leave; you are not suppose to be reading
this type of story.  If you object to the depiction of sex in written
literature you should not be here in the first place.
(MF, Mg, Mg+, mg, mg+, mF, mf, mf+, bg, ff, M+, MF+, md, fd, spank, bd,
rom, nc, con, in)
   My name is John Christofer, age 58, a widower for 10 years.  I moved to
this township only 10 months ago, as a business administrator for a local
charity.  In most places, I am considered an average guy; average height,
weight, build, and coloring.
   Let me describe myself.  I have a full head of brown hair with white at
the temples and a Superman curl.  I am six foot and am in good health, but
not fanatical (Absolutely, no running at anytime).  I'm not fat or thin and
for the ladies, I am average there too, at an erect 7 inches.
   What I am not average at, is my love of the female body; from the top of
the head to the bottom of the feet, if it's female, I adore it.  My
apartment is decorated with artfully done nudes of every size and shape and
color and age.  Some of my private collection borders on pornography and
some photos include children, but no nudes.
   Before I moved to this fine community, I never saw kids that are
underage as sexually attractive.  Now before you call me a pervert, wait
until I prove it to you and you may think even worse things, but honestly,
it's not all my fault; well some of it anyway.  And I know what you are
thinking; everyone has a choice and I agree and I made the one I thought
was best for me at the time.
   I now know that it was the only sane choice I that I could have made.
   When I moved to town I didn't know the demographics at all.  There
happens to be a 13.5 to 1, female to male ratio.  It goes even higher if
you add in the number of girls and boys under the age of 18; something like
18 to 1.  To top that off is the divorcee numbers at 60%.  Now remember, in
the first paragraph, I said, "In most places" I'm considered average.
   The first day in town, I had two offers for sex with no commitments, and
from really attractive women who are near my age, that work for the
townhouse multiplex where I was renting.
   I can' tell you how many women I turned down that first week; it seems
like these women can smell single on a man, like a dog smells fresh meat;
and I thought that that was exactly what they thought I was.  After about
two weeks of turning down women, a rumor started from one of them that I
must be gay and I was left alone for a while.  I was still getting offers,
but it was down to about four or five a week, instead of that many a day.
   I had been working at the charity for about a month and had been seeing
this ravishingly beautiful redhead, in and around the charity offices and
had wanted to meet her, but figured that someone that beautiful was already
taken.  I asked my secretary Linda, who she was and what she did around the
charity.
   The first thing she said was that her name was Darlene Knight and she
has six young children.  Did I tell you that Linda is a gorgeous blond
bimbo and the first one to proposition me at the office with a firm squeeze
and rub of my dick instead of shaking my hand.
   Finally, after nearly five weeks on the job, I got to meet her; she was
finalizing the last details of the charity auction, and that was to line up
single guys for the slave auction that always happens the last event of the
day.  The problem she was having was finding enough single guys willing to
be auctioned off to any one with enough money spend.
   She told me that she had one vacancy left, that one of her prime singles
announced his engagement to a wealthy young widow and was off the block for
as long as she decided to keep him.  She said the last part with a bit of
disgust in her voice, as if this kind of thing went on often around this
town; something I was already starting to believe and didn't want to get
caught up in.
   I said, "I'd be happy to help; what do you need me to do?"
   "That's wonderful," she replied.  "I was concerned about asking after I
heard...."
   "Heard what," I said, "That I'm gay...  Well, the truth is I am far from
being gay; I let the rumor make the rounds; it keeps the propositions down
to eight or ten a day."
   We both had a good laugh and she told me that she would keep my secret
and confirm it to anyone who might ask.  Of course, I was hoping that she
was joking with me about the confirmation part.  To confirm my leanings, I
asked her if she would go out with me sometime; for a drink or show or
something.
   She said that she was really busy with getting the last of charity day
arranged and that we could talk about it after the event was over for the
year.  While she didn't say yes, she didn't say no either, so maybe I had a
chance.
   The day before our annual charity drive, Darlene sighed loudly and said,
"Halleluiah, that's done for another year; you may just have to find
someone else next year." as she flopped down in a chair.
   Linda laughed and said, "You've been saying that now, for the last eight
years."
   Darlene replied, "And I've meant it, for the last nine."
   I had been sitting out in the open office area, trying to get to know
some of the people I was working with.  Darlene asked, "Do you have a
moment, I would like to talk with you about some things?"
   I said, "Certainly, you can talk with me about anything at anytime....
Linda, hold all my calls unless it is life or death, and I'm the one
dying."
   Darlene laughed all the way into my office and pulled the blinds closed
and a chair around the desk next to mine.  She started the conversation,
"John, I like you, your good looking and funny and single, so I am going to
tell you about me, because, like you, I don't like the games and deceptions
of the dating game around here; and you impressed me a lot when I learned
that."
   "To be honest, I am as sexual a person as you will meet in this town and
even if you had been gay, when you told me that you didn't like play around
here, I definitely would have tried to change your mind." She reached in
her purse and pulled out a small photo wallet and opened it up to a picture
of her and six of the most beautiful angels in the world.
   She continued, "This is me and my girls out by the community pool last
summer." I took the picture from her out stretched hand and took a closer
look, pretending that I was having a hard time seeing.
   They were all identical copies of her, in various ages and sizes, and
equally as gorgeous in every way.  They were all in bikinis even the little
one and tiny thing left very little to my over active imagination.  My cock
sprang up to attention and I pretended that it didn't happen, but I know
that she saw it; her smile widened for just a second, as she pretended that
she didn't see it.  (Author's note: So much for honesty)
   Darlene started speaking again, "I am 32 years old, divorced, with six
wonderful girls, Kristal, who's 16, going on 30; Melissa, 15, also trying
to be older; Carrie, 13, who acts more grown up that her older sisters;
Angel, 8, who was suppose to be the last one; Nichol, 6, she's the little
princess and believes it 100% and last but definitely not least or the
least bit shy, Suzanne, Suzie, 5, active, curious and precocious."
   "I also want to tell you about my divorce and ex-husband.  I caught the
bastard cheating on me in our bed, with the bitch down the street AND her
18 year old daughter.  I chased them all out with a small gun I keep in the
bedside table.  You probably would have enjoyed that; two naked women
running down the street and a naked man hiding in the bushes pleading to
come back in to talk."
   "I was about to call the police, when a police car pulled up; my friend
Sally from across the street called the minute I pulled up, knowing what
was about to happen.  They put him in the car and came up to the door and
asked if he was my husband.  I told him, not any more, the cheating
bastard. He politely asked for his clothes and said he didn't like having
to look at him that way either; he had a nice sense humor so I retrieved
the clothes."
   "The two women he was screwing didn't want him either, so he spent the
night in jail.  A week after our divorce, he married his secretary who was
four months pregnant with his baby.  Two days after the wedding, he was
shot and killed by a jealous husband who caught him screwing his wife. 
That man's wife is now his very obedient sex slave."
   She continued, "You know, the really stupid thing is, I told him to find
us someone to share our bed, There are very few women in this town that I
would have said no to and he knew that, but the bastard had to do it behind
my back.  If I haven't scared you off like most of the other, I would like
to go out with you sometime, only after this charity thing is over; I
Promise."
   To seal that promise, she raised her skirt and displayed her glistening
wet and very bare pubes.  She stood, leaned over and kissed me on the lips;
much more than friends and more than a promise, it tasted to me like a
guarantee of good things to cum (pun intended).
   The next day went off without a hitch; the silent auctions were a great
success.  There were many lovely works of art and many fabulous photographs
of women that I bid on.  Several were of Darlene and her girls, both
together and separate.  I kept a watch on those and raised the bid each
time I went by, because I really wanted those pictures, it's like I said
before, I would give up every photo I owned to have one of hers.
   Near the end of time, I added $100 to each bid.  Needless to say I won
the bid, and was puzzled to see Darlene laughing as she brought them to me.
I asked her what was so funny and she laughed all the harder.
   When she caught her breath, she said, "I was the other bidder for these
photos; I was going to give them to you.  I heard through the grapevine
that you have an amazing collection of fine art photos and I also saw you
admiring my little beauties.  That was when I decided to get these back for
just for you; and you just paid over a $1000 for them."
   I said, "There are several very good reasons that I couldn't let them
go; the first is, these are by far the best black and white work this
photographer has ever done; two, the arrangement of subjects and lighting
is the best of the best; three, the most superior subject matter on the
planet, the female form; and four, I would have been eternally jealous of
anyone who had them, but me."
   This caused every part of her that I could see to blush beautifully,
which caused me to blush some too.
   She said, "Thank you for those kind words; now how am I going to repay
you?"
   I just in on cue, "I think I know just the thing; Buy me at auction
tonight, I need protection to keep from getting my ass pinched raw by all
these horny women that will be there and give me a pleasant dance partner."
   She laughed and asked, "What makes you think I can afford you?"
   "Before I tell you how I know, will you tell me if that gown you are
wearing is borrowed or your own," I replied.
   She laughed a little giggly laugh and said, "You know a little about
fashion as well; I am impressed; these are my clothes.  So tell me, what do
you know about fashion?"
   "Well for one," I started, "That dress is a Dior or the best knockoff
I've ever seen and the handbag and shoes are Gucci's, but are likely to be
knockoffs, but the real tell is the thirty thousand dollar string of rubies
around your gorgeous neck.  I don't know who the designer is, but it's the
best I've personally seen."
   "My god, you do know a thing or two about fashion and thank you; I'm the
designer of this necklace." she replied.
   My jaw nearly punched a hole in my chest as it fell open.  She reached
over and pushed it shut and kissed me.  The kiss curled my toes and caused
a very important part of me stand with respect; well, maybe it was lust,
but I did respect her.
   The auction time arrived and I would be last.  The programs had already
been printed before I accepted and my name was not listed.  The bidding
went hot and heavy for the fourteen younger men on the program and a nice
amount was raised, but my name was not called and Darlene made a small joke
about the last minute dropout of number fifteen due to a previous
engagement; that brought a roar of laughter and ended the show.
   She came back stage where I had been waiting and said, "You're mine,
bought and paid for."
   I gave her an incredulous look and she replied and said, "What, you
don't believe little ol' me," and then she held up one of our receipts for
exactly the same amount that I had paid for her photos.
   I held out my arm for her and we walked to the dance together.  The one
part of my job that I don't like is public affairs like this one, because
I'm not real comfortable around pretentious people and I hate tuxedos and
the one I was wearing was chafing me in all the wrong places, which was
everywhere.
   She was every bit as good a dancer as she is beautiful, while I barely
as able to keep from stepping on her toes.  Several times, I noticed that
she stuck her tongue out at some of the old biddies around the room as we
danced by.
   After about half an hour, she said that it was okay for us to slip out;
that though we might be missed, we wouldn't be needed.
   She drove me back to the office where I had left my car.  Before I could
get out, she asked if she could be honest again.  I told it that she could
always be honest with me.
   She had a sheepish look on her face and a little smile and said, "I have
to apologize to you; I was the one who started the gay rumor about you, so
that I could have a chance for us to get to know each other better, before
you said no to me like you did with all the other women."
   I laughed and said, "No, it is I who need to thank you; you saved me a
lot of wear and tear.  But I have to tell you something too.  First, you
were the first woman that I saw since I got here that could have asked me
to wipe dog poop off her shoes and I would have done it bare handed; second
thing, I knew about the photos days before any one else and started to
pulled the same stunt you did at the auction, but I overheard you asked
about the pictures, so I knew it was you bidding on them."
   We arrived at my car and I reached in the back seat and retrieved my
prized possessions and asked her, "Can you spare a few minutes, I want to
show you something?'
   She said she could and I asked her to follow me home.  Now my place is
not much; mostly a hodge-podge of mix-match furniture, but it was
comfortable and suited me.  When she came in the first thing she said was,
"Where are all these fabulous pictures I heard about?"
   My glory wall or as some designers say, focal wall, was bare.  I
answered, "The only really important ones, I have in my hands.  I had
already measured and aligned my holders, so I hung the photos with the one
of her in the central focus position.
   She started crying and I held her in my arms; and then I said, "I have
one more confession to make, follow me." In the bedroom was a blowup of the
picture that she had showed me in my office.  I had gone down to the
photographic studio and requested a blowup of a specific item number in
their folder and had it framed.  It was hanging on the wall over my bed.
   The first question was how.  I told her that it was the policy of most
studios to hold a negative for six months up to three years and
occasionally longer, if the photographer has a special interest in the
photo or the subject.  The studio in question keep them three years and
with the number stamped on the back; they will sell anything to anyone;
including the pictures I had purchased at the auction.
   She was stunned and happy and the kiss I got had me feeling that the
night was just getting started.  She told me that she had to be going it
was getting late and her girls were home alone.  I know my face must have
dropped, since I was expecting the night to continue for a while longer;
and when I didn't move or say anything she spoke.
   "Look slave, I paid good money for you and you still owe me for ninety
five minutes and I intend to get my money's worth out of you."
   I just answered, "Yes, Mistress," and locked up and followed her.  I
followed in my car in case things didn't work out and I needed to make an
escape."
   Chapter 2
   At her mansion, and I say that because houses don't grow that big; I was
introduced to Kristal, who was in charge tonight while their mother was
out. She was almost dressed in a see through thing that didn't even reach
her navel and thong panties that covered nothing that I could tell.  My
hardon, which had been under a modicum of control, stood straight out.
   Kristal had that same look that her mother had in my office and Darlene
snickered softly.  Kristal turned with the graceful movements of a cat and
slid up the stairs.
   The only thing I could think to say to keep me out of hot water was,
"Does she dance?"
   She answered, "Yes, how did you know?"
   I said, "Her beautifully shaped legs; though I am a little confused, at
first I thought she might be a swimmer, but her legs and body shape weren't
quite right."
   Darlene replied, "She swims too; on the school team."
   I said, "Then you and she need to make a decision; swimming is good
exercise for dancers, but dancing is seldom good for swimmers in the long
term.  My suggestion, for whatever it's worth, is that she stay with
dancing and just swim for fun and exercise."
   Darlene had a sly and mysterious smile and said, "I thought you were
going to say something about her perfect little ass."
   "Well, I thought about it, and it is quite nice, but not as nice as the
one I've been looking at for the last six weeks." I said, "Oh, by the way,
are all of you freckled in the same places?"
   She laughed and said, "Wouldn't you like to know, and by the way
yourself, that was the right response."
   "And one or little thing I need to tell you; we seldom wear little if
anything when we are home and none of the other girls know that you are
here, so don't be too surprised if they show up in my room with nothing on;
they are not shy about their bodies and are little exhibitionists."
   She turned her back to me and said, "Unzip me slave."
   I replied as any good slave would do in my position, "Yes, Ma'am, right
away mistress." She chuckled.
   As I unzipped the dress if fell away and to the floor, leaving the most
exquisite sight my eyes had ever seen; she was the goddess of my dreams,
everything that I had ever desired physically in a woman, she possessed and
more.  I went to my knees and said, "Mistress, command me My Goddess."
   She said, "Stand and follow me, slave." And I followed her to her
bedroom.  I stood just inside the door gaping; the furnishing were worth
more than everything in my house, except my new collection of photos, which
I considered priceless.
   She broke me out of my pondering stare when she said, "Come here slave
and let me undress you."
   I said, "Mistress does not usually undress her slaves."
   She replied, "Mistress does as she damn well pleases."
   "Yes, Mistress, whatever you desire; I obey." I answered.
   She started getting me out of that monkey suit and hanging it properly
for return to the shop that I rented it from and told me that I must not
ever wear this cheap crap again, it has caused bad chafing.  I just nodded
my head.
   When I was down to my boxers, she started giggling at the little red
hearts covering them, until she saw the little box to the left of my dick.
It read, "I (a little heart) and a blank, which I had filled in with
Darlene's name.  She all but ripped them off of me and engulfed every inch
of my cock in her mouth.
   I was already so aroused that I came in about five seconds; she didn't
swallow, but continued to use her tongue to keep me from going soft, which
I knew wouldn't happen as long as she had my dick in her mouth and treating
it like she was its slave.
   Two maybe three minutes later, I came again and filled her mouth to over
flowing.  She stood and kissed me with a mouth full of cum which she
insisted I share with her.  I had tasted my cum before, when I had cleaned
my former wife, Martha's pussy after sex; it wasn't as bad as some women
make it out to be.
   After Darlene got a little into my mouth, she swallowed the rest and
started digging in my mouth, with her tongue, for the rest; which I played
tag for to make her work at getting it.  Besides, I loved the taste of us,
together.
   When she had received every drop that I would allow her to have, she
pulled away, climbed on the big bed and said, "Slave, it's my turn;
pleasure me." And she open her legs wide, and showed me heaven.
   Not waiting to be told again, I got immediately between those smooth
beautiful thighs and inhaled that heady aroma, my mind nearly left me and I
became addicted to her wonderful sweet smell and desired to taste from the
fountain of her youth.
   I would like to tell you that I dived in and sucked every drop of fluid
from her pussy, but the truth is I savored the feel of her skin and the
taste of her flesh and the sweet aroma from her altar, at which I was
worshipping; and then I dived into her pussy and liked and sucked like a
crazy man.
   She screamed so loud, "Ooooohhh god, that is so good; don't you dare
stop."
   As loud as she was, I nearly did because of the girls, but she had her
fingers intertwined in my hair and was pulling me harder into her pussy, to
keep me there.  She came and screamed again, even louder, but I didn't
stop; her hands were still pulling me into her.
   As she reentered from orbit, she let go of my hair and said, "Get your
cock into me now."
   In one smooth motion, I went from her pussy to her mouth and my cock
entered her like a homing pigeon.  She was ever so hot and wet, that I slid
all the way in, and then I felt the tightness and the massaging movements
of her inner muscles, rippling from the top to the bottom and back again.
   She did this several times as I just held it there; then she smacked me
on the butt and said, "Move that ass or I will spank it for you."
   Giggling like a girl, I replied, "Do you promise?" and I started out
slow wanting to feel every muscle, every ridge, and every bump in that
silky smooth pussy.
   She slapped my butt again and didn't stop until I was pounding into her
as fast as I could.  She came screaming again, only this time I was able to
cut it short by covering her mouth with a kiss.
   I kept pounding into her, until she pushed me off and onto my back and
climbed on and started fucking like she had gone crazy and came through
another climax as loud as the others, and then slowed down to the steady
even pace of a fast jog.
   I don't know why, but I figured out that she had been doing without a
good screwing for a while, and seemed a little desperate to get off.  After
a few more minutes, she slowed to a nice steady pace, and leaned down and
kissed me and our tongues danced the dance lust and love.
   As I was nearing my fourth climax in just a little over an hour, she
speeded up again to push me over the edge.  just before the end, she looked
me in the eyes and said, "Oh god, John Darling, give me your baby now; and
she bit down on my nipple and I painted her insides and some of her outside
as I came so hard.
   My thought as I was pumping cum into her was, "If you want my baby,
love, here are about a million." And then I thought.  "Was she serious
about wanting to have another baby?"
   She shifted around into the sixty nine position and started to clean my
dick and balls and as a glob of cum started to ooze from her pussy; I
opened my mouth and glued it to her lips.
   After we had clean each other thoroughly, and totally aroused again; we
spooned and took a little rest.  We actually fell asleep for a few minutes,
until we heard a small voice give a fake throat clearing sound, followed by
a chorus of, "Sssssshhhhhh."
   I guess we both opened our eyes about the same time, and saw six naked
or nearly naked cherubs looking at us.
   Darlene asked, "What are you girls doing out of bed?"
   Little Suzie jumped right in and said, "Your screaming woke me up, but
Kristal said you was okay and just having fun doing sex stuff." And without
a breath, she looked me straight in the eye and asked, "Are you gonna be
our new Daddy?"
   Caught by surprise on both counts; of them seeing me naked and that out
of the blue question, I didn't know how to respond.  I said, looking at the
clock, "I still belong to your mommy for seven more minutes, you'll have to
ask her."
   Darlene whispered over her shoulder, "Coward," and looked back at Suzie
and the others too, who all had that "WELL" look on their faces, so she
said, "In six more minutes he won't belong to me any more.  Do you think we
could convince him to be your Daddy in the next six minutes?"
   They all shouted "YEAH," and jumped on the bed and climbed on top of us
and I got kisses and hugs and half a dozen young hands touching me
everywhere, especially my cock.  And before I could say a word, I sprayed
cum on anyone in the vicinity.
   Suzie's head popped up and she said, "Mommy, he peed on us."
   Darlene and the older girls laughed and Suzie frowned.  Darlene said,
"No Baby, he didn't; remember I told you about men having baby juice for
making babies." She nodded yes and Darlene continued, "That's what that is
Honey and it tastes good too."
   This girl didn't do anything by half's; she stuck out her tongue and
wiped her whole hand on it, and with a critical look as she tasted it, she
finally said, "I've tasted better." I could not hold back my laughter any
longer and neither could the rest of them; she just said, Well I have, ice
cream is better."
   Everyone laughed that much harder and for about ten minutes.  Then she
had to ask one more question, "Does this mean, I'm gonna' have a baby now?"
   I tried not to laugh as I pulled her into a hug and kissed her and told
her that she was still to young to have babies, but maybe when she was
older that we could talk about it.
   That seemed to answer the question in her mind, so I didn't explain any
further.
   While I was talking with Suzie, the rest of the girls had continued to
rub and stroke my cock to another erection.  I told them they should stop
because I was about to cum again, since i was still holding Suzie I
couldn't see what was happen, but the stroking got faster.
   I grunted loudly just before I came and felt a hot wet mouth cover the
tip of my dick and I shouted, "Ooooohhh Shiiiiit," as I filled someone's
mouth with cum.
   Immediately, Suzie said, "UUUUhhhmmmmm, Mommy," he said a bad word.  "I
just hugged her tighter and gave her a kiss and laid her beside her Mommy.
   And then I looked up to see who had my dick in her mouth.  By the time I
could see, all of the girls were just sitting there smiling, like the cat
that ate the canary, and I asked, "Well who was it?" But they all remained
tight lipped.
   I said, "I know a way of getting you to tell me."
   I gave them all my best critical stare, and said, "I know who it was."
And then I grabbed Kristal by the shoulders and pulled her mouth to mine
and kissed her and pushed my tongue into her sweet as honey mouth and found
no cum, but pretended I was looking for it.  I ended the kiss abruptly, and
said, "Huummm, I guess I was wrong that time."
   She moved over beside me and I started staring again and I could see
Angel's cheeks bulging just a bit more than they should.  I said, still
looking around, "Now I know who it really is," and as I finished saying it
I was looking at Angel, but I surprised Nichol, by taking her and pressing
her mouth to mine; and god was I surprised, she kisses as good as her
mother.
   That's when I knew what it was about her that set her apart from the
others; her lips and mouth look perfectly grown up, but in miniature; and
now I know why she is the little princess, her face was as regal as I
imagined an angel's face to be.
   I set her in Kristal's lap and said, "Oh haus-in-pepper, I was wrong
again, but I know I'll figure it out this time." I was really enjoying this
little game, and it was helping me to know a little more about the
character of the girls.  I went into the stare again and stopped between
Melissa and Carrie.  I looked back and forth between them and decided on
Carrie next, solely because she was completely naked.
   I grabbed her gently and she came on her own into my arms and pressed
her lips against mine and made love to me with her mouth the way I tried to
make love to Darlene.  Her beautiful young breasts and perfectly shaped
nipples were burning a hole in my memory and my chest.  When she came up
for air, I took a big breath of air and said, "Whoooooa, Momma, I didn't
find it again, but I did find me another lover if you ever leave me."
   She squealed and hugged my neck tight and kissed my cheek, and then
scooted in beside Suzie and Darlene, grinning from ear to ear.
   Then I said, "Darn, I guess that I'm not as good a guesser as I thought
I was, and now I only have one guess left."
   I gave Melissa a wink, when Angel's eyes closed in a blink, and as I
started to reach for her she jumped into my arms, almost giving away my
game.  Now I have to admit, even the worst kisser in this group was better
than any I had in high school, all those years ago; and that includes my
departed Martha.
   Melissa was not the best kisser , but her body heat was nearly ten
degrees higher than any of the others and her nipples were literally hot on
my chest and sweat formed between us.  To encourage her, I said, "Wow, you
are One Hot Filly.  And I missed again."
   I looked at Angel and said, "Who would have thought that an angel could
be soooo naughty.  Come 'ere you sweet thing."
   She straddled me and knee walked up my legs and slid her pussy, slowly
up my dick, until the head slipped slightly into her groove; at which she
wiggled her ass a little, teasing it unmercifully.  And then moving on
forward to my face.  I placed my hands on her face and pulled her close and
touched her chin and she opened her mouth to show me that she had it.  I
kissed her and shared with her, the treasure that she had been guarding.
   With my arms around her, holding her close, I said, "You know Angel, I
was saving all of those babies for your Mom; didn't you hear her begging
for them while you six were standing by the door watching."
   I sat up as I still held her; she pushed back a little and gave me a
soft slap on the chest and said, "You knew it was me all the time didn't
you?'
   "Yep, you have to get up pretty early to pull a fast one on me," I said.
   "Hah," she said smartly, "Who do you think planned all this..." as she
slapped her hand over her mouth and said, "Ooopps."
   As everyone started to scattered, I grabbed Darlene's arm and said,
"Everyone freeze, right where you are." And everyone did.
   Darlene said, "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag now."
   I pulled Darlene closer to me and told the girls to gather around; the
three older ones by me and the three younger girls by Darlene.  I said,
"Let's have a little talk about what I would expect from you IF I say yes
to all seven proposals that I have received tonight."
   "One, I expect complete and immediate obedience, disobedience requires
discipline and I believe in spanking (a few groans from the girls);"
   "Two, I will not tolerate lying, in any form, if it's not the full truth
or if it is by omission, it is still a lie and requires discipline and
getting caught in a lie doubles what you would have received otherwise;"
   "Three, you will never disrespect me and especially not your Mother, she
may be your Mother, but as my wife, she is mine to protect and I will, even
from you."
   "Four, Now as adults, it is our responsibility to see that you are
guided by our example; would you all agree." I got seven yes's, so I
continued.  "Your mother and I had a discussion about being honest with
each other tonight and we both agreed that honesty is the best way to live
together.  There is an old saying that 'Honesty is the best policy'; in
this house, it will be the only policy."
   "Angel Honey, since tonight was your idea; you go find, what you think
would be the worst thing to be spanked with, and bring it to me.  You
better take this seriously because if I have to find something, I promise
you that you will like even less, because my butt learned from the best,
now go."
   She must have had something in mind from the moment I started speaking,
because she was back in less than five minutes, with a well worn, but in
good condition, razor strop, about two inches wide and eighteen inches
long.
   "Darlene," I said, "A few minutes ago you agreed that we should lead by
example and you also agreed that we should be honest with one another, but
tonight you had three opportunities to be honest with me and three times
you stopped short; Girls, what does that mean?"
   Suzie again spoke up first, "That means Mommy lied, is that right?"
   "Yes, Dear One, that is right, only part of the truth, is not the truth
and if it is not the truth it is a lie." I replied.  "Now Girls, we set up
rules for a reason and most of the time, they are good reasons and we
usually don't have a choice anyway, but if you agree to those rules like
your mother and I did and then break them, what have we done?'
   Kristal caught on right away and said, "That's disobedience and requires
discipline."
   I said, "Thank you Kristal, that is correct.  Now if you lie to someone
and are dishonest and break the rules that you agreed to what have you
done?"
   They all answered, "You disrespected him."
   I turned to Darlene and said, "If I ask you to be my wife and let me
love you and your girls they way you deserve to be loved, will you agree to
accept the rules of my household and for tonight, accept the discipline as
an example to the girls?"
   She hung her head and then looked into my eyes and said, "Yes sir, I do
accept the rules, whether or not you ask me and I will accept discipline
from your hand tonight as an example to my girls on the consequences of
dishonestly, lying and disrespecting another person."
   I replied, "Then I will confess that from the time I came into your
house, I knew that everything that happened had been arranged.  Now while I
am not guilty of the charade, I didn't stop it either, so I become guilty
by association and will accept discipline from your hand."
   "As for the girls, they tried to deceive me and entice with their lovely
young bodies; that is dishonest and disrespectful.  Do you girls agree to
all the rules that I have said and will you accept discipline tonight for
your part in this fun?"
   All six heads were nodding yes, and Kristal spoke up and said, "Mr. 
John, Melissa and Carrie and I would like to ask; even if you don't marry
Mom, we want to give you our virginity, 'cause we know that Mom wouldn't
have brought here if she didn't trust you or care about you, and we all
already love you, so much."
   I answered her, "We can talk about that at another time, but first, we
need to finish the business at hand."
   I continued, "This is my decision for the discipline; Darlene, you will
receive one from me and one from each of your girls, which I will deliver;
I will receive one from you and one from each of the girls, which you will
deliver; and since I am not legally their parent, each girl will receive
one each by your hand.  Does everyone accept this?"
   There were seven "Yes Sirs," and I told them that I agreed too."
   We took care of the punishment business quickly and with a little
consoling, everything was good again.
   I stepped up to Darlene and said, "I don't have a ring with me tonight,
I assume that you were prepared for the possibility that I would ask you
tonight and have one designed for us." She nodded and Suzie, on cue, went
to the bed table drawer and removed a ring box and brought it to me.
   I opened it and kneeled and was impressed that it was very simple
compared to some of the designs of hers that I had seen; there were nine
rings, two bride's and a groom's and six smaller ones that I assume were
for the girls.  They were simple bands with a single 2 carat solitaire in
the engagement ring, but the design was an eight strand interwoven pattern,
representing all of our lives being woven together.
   I pulled the engagement ring from the box and said, "My Darling Darlene,
I love you with all my heart and my very soul; will you consent to be my
wife and accept my love, forever?"
   She nodded and said, "Yes, My Love, I will and I do; forever and a day."
   I turned to the girls and Darlene kneeled beside me and I said, "When a
man marries a woman with children, he marries the children too and becomes
a part of their lives, I give you these rings as a promise to you, that I
will try very hard to keep every promise I make to any or all of you."
   I placed each ring on their fingers in order of age and size on the ring
finger of their left hands and asked them this, "I ask you not to remove
this promise ring, until you find the one man that you want to spend your
life with and he replaces it with one of his own; can you do that for me?'
   They all nodded yes and mobbed me and their mother and kissed and hugged
us both and cried tears of joy, and I have to admit to a few joyful tears
of my own.
   We talked about a date for the wedding and all the arrangements that
needed to be made and dear sweet Darlene already had everything prepared
but the date.  We decided on two weeks from then, because that was the
earliest that she could have everything finalized.
   Chapter 3
   As the owner and chief designer of "Knight Fashions," Darlene had
designed all of the wedding clothes.  I had asked Carrie to stand up with
me as my "best girl," since I had no friends in town and gave her the
responsibility of holding the rings for me.  Darlene redesigned the top of
her gown to match the tuxedo that she designed for me.
   For my bachelor party, I took Carrie out to a dinner theater, and since
she wanted to be an actress, we went to see "Beauty and the Beast." On the
way to the hotel room that I had reserved, she sat quietly and appeared to
be thinking about something.
   When I was parked, she asked me, "Dad, who was Beauty and who was the
Beast; they both had beautiful hearts and were both dishonest with each
other?"
   Amazed at the depth of her 13 year old understanding, I answered,
"Sweetheart, I think that is the point, we all have some of both; there are
parts of our lives that are beautiful and other parts that are beastly."
   We slept together as father and daughter; and, No, I didn't have sex
with her that night; we just hugged and kissed and cuddled; and yes, we
were naked.  I know what you're thinking, "Yeah right, sure that's all you
did." and you'd be right, that's not all we did.
   Since I've been preaching honesty, I guess I should practice it.  Okay
that's not all we did; my beloved Darlene, gave us permission to do pretty
much anything, but screw and we did.  I received an excellent blowjob from
one of the seven hottest mouths anywhere and sucked honey from one of the
seven sweetest pussies on earth; and we both had multiple climaxes.
   The one I enjoyed most was when she was on top of me, sliding her pussy
and clit along the underside of my dick, the hot slick softness of her
pussy pushing me higher and higher.  I was near the breaking point when she
came and her jerking movements sent me over the top.
   She pulled the tip of my dick pointing directly to her pussy lips and
coated the outside of her pussy with my cum; that had to be the hardest
that I have ever cum.  It was definitely the most exciting and scariest
time, I ever spent enjoying sex with anyone; up to that time.
   Of course my darling put a curfew on our sharing time of midnight, so
we, honestly, we did honor her wishes; and the hugging and kissing and
cuddling part, did started at midnight, and I slept like a bear.
   We were getting dressed after our showers and I was helping Carrie with
her gown.  I was kneeling in front of her holding it open so that she could
step into it and as I pulled it up to her waist, she started moaning; I
stepped behind her and pulled it up over her breasts and zipped it up.
   She cried out and bent over and started shaking; I thought she was
getting sick.  She said, "Oh...  My...  God...  that made me cum; it feels
so good.  I went back around to her front to have a look at her and when I
saw her, I said, "Oh My God, What was your mother thinking?"
   From just below her navel up, you could see everything; her navel, her
freckles and her breasts and nipples; everything was clearly visible.  Her
dark red nipples glowed through the white transparent material.
   She looked in the mirror and laughed, and said, "Daaaad, I'm not through
dressing yet; I still have a cummerbund and tuxedo jacket to put on and my
jewelry.  When she took the jacket from the closet, I saw that it had tails
like mine.
   Now that we were through with the awkward part of getting her dressed, I
started to get dressed myself.  As I slipped into my trousers, I knew
exactly why she had an orgasm.  The material was so smooth and sensuous, it
felt like seven Knight's, running their soft bare skin up my legs and over
my cock.
   I laughed when I got to my shirt; it was as transparent as the top of
Carrie's dress.  While her dress was pure white, my tux was a light, warm
gray color.  Carrie came out of the restroom where she had finished
dressing.  The cummerbund and jacket made her dress about 1% more
presentable.
   I said to her, "Damn, Sweetheart, if I hadn't promised your mother that
I would wait for dessert; you and I would be back in bed in two seconds."
She came over to me blushing and gave me a luscious kiss and said, "Thank
you, Daddy, you're the sweetest man in the whole world and a big old
lecher."
   I laughed and said, "Thank you, Dear, I love you too.  Did you learn
that word from your mother?"
   She said, "Uh huh."
   When I had finished dressing, she pulled two boxes from the closet and
said, "One more thing to top it off." She pulled out two matching top hats
and from the closet, two canes.
   We made our way to the holding pen at the chapel.  Darlene gave me the
gift of a small wedding, fifty or less, and I relented on the reception
dinner; I think she invited three or four hundred that she knew would come.
   Carrie disappeared for a few minutes to let her Mom know that we were
there.  I had told Darlene that the only reason that she wanted to know was
to make sure that we hadn't run away together.  She laughed, but I could
see that the thought had crossed her mind, since she had let us spend the
night together.
   The time came and Carrie and I where directed out front.  The gowns the
girls were wearing looked just like Carrie's, only no cummerbund and the
jacket was shorter with no tails and definitely for feminine.  Where our
clothes were gray in color, theirs were a light green.
   The wedding music started and the main doors opened again and there
stood Darlene on her ex-father-in-law's arm.  There were gasps from every
mouth in the room, including her daughters.  Her gown was the most
exquisite and the most provocative and sensual garment that I had ever
seen.
   The gown was made entirely of the semi transparent material of my shirt
and the girl's tops.  Underneath, all she was wearing was a strapless lace
bra and panties that covered very little; top or bottom.  She was wearing a
jeweled head piece that held a short veil and had a train that flowed from
under her long red hair.
   Every camera in the room was on her and flashed as often as the cameras
could click.  She had professional photographers, video taping the ceremony
from every position in the room; the stills would come later.
   She reached the front and was handed off to me and as we turned, she
pushed my chin up off the floor and smiled a Cheshire cat smile.  From the
side, I could see her large long nipples pushing out the fabric of the bra;
making a definite, pointed statement.
   I couldn't help myself; as hard as I tried not to, I came in my suit. 
She heard me groan and knew that she had accomplished what she set out to
do.
   The ceremony was short and sweet and everyone left for the reception
except for the eight of us; after the picture taking, we joined the
reception.  We danced a slow and sensual dance and my erect, which had been
at half staff, was flying the flag at full tilt again.  I told her that if
I had known that she was coming dressed for bed, I never would have put the
suit on.
   I also managed to dance with all my new sweethearts and most of the
jealous women in the room, who managed to cop a feel of my hard dick; which
was okay with me, I was copping a feel of tit at the same time.
   We mingled and I was introduced to all three hundred plus guests, whose
names, I would not remember.  I can't say that I won't remember a some of
the women.  Darlene did say that she would like to share me with another
woman now and then; although her daughters may have other ideas.
   While we were eating, I asked her, "What possessed you to wear a bra and
panties to a wedding?"
   She answered, "What bra and panties?"
   I said, "What do you mean, what bra and panties; the ones you are
wearing of course."
   She asked, "When we were dancing cheek to cheek and you were caressing
my back, did you feel a bra strap?"
   I had to think about it for a minute and then said, "Now that you
mention it, no I didn't." she laughed hard and said, "It is latex body
paint; my artist friend and I spent all night trying to get just the right
look; do you like it?"
   Then it occurred to me that except for the see-through gown and a little
paint see was actually naked.  I groaned again and put another helping of
cum in my pants and down my leg.  She couldn't stop laughing and the girls
wanted to know what was so funny.
   I had each one get up one at a time and come around behind their mother;
and then had them put their arms around her like a hug and hold her
breasts. One by one, their eyes opened wide as each discovered that their
mother was naked.
   If I hadn't been aware of Suzie's proclivity for announcements, every
one in the place would have known, what only a very few were privileged to
know; I clamped my hand over her mouth just as she was about to spill the
beans.
   She excused herself for a few minutes, and when she returned, she said
that we should finish making the round of introductions.  As we turned, my
eyes caught something that seemed out of place; there were two spots of
dark red on her chest; she had unpeeled the latex from her nipples in the
ladies room and intended to display them to the room.
   I was determined that the next time I came, it would be either in her or
on her; it would not happen in my pants again, and I told her so.  She
laughed again and said, "I'll put money against that."
   In one smooth move, I bent her over the nearest table, lifted her gown
and freed my dick and shoved it in her pussy and fucked her in front of all
her friends and clients.
   I bent over to the attractive young woman, whose face her butt was in
and said, "She just lost a bet.  Would you give her ass a good smack?' You
could hear it all over the room, it had gotten so quiet.  I asked the man
sitting on the other side to give her one on his side.  It cracked like a
gun shot and she came as I continued to fuck her and I came one more time.
   I pulled out and smacked her ass too and the young woman took me into
her mouth and sucked me clean and I told Darlene to get down on her knees
and thank the pretty woman for doing her job.  The kiss became a full
contact event.  When they were done, I told her to thank the kind gentleman
for helping with her discipline.
   Their kiss was also full contact as they both groped each other; his
eyes widened as he discovered our secret.  I found out later that it was a
lucky coincidence that it happened at that table.  They were husband and
wife and she had shared their bed on many occasions.  I decided that I
needed to get to know them much better.
   That was also when I figured out that she got off big time on
submission, exhibition and humiliation; just not cheating.  After I figured
that out, I noticed the jeweled choker that she was wearing, had a 'D'
ring. I assumed that at sometime that night a leash would be brought out
and handed to me.
   No sooner than the thought came to me, than Mr.  Ron Jameson, her
ex-father-in-law, walked up with a long green leash and a brand new razor
strop, and smiling, said, "I'm told that you know how to use these; they
have nearly worn the old one out." He clapped me on the back and laughed.
   I looked at her still kneeling on the floor and said, "Get that fluff
off and crawl over here to me, NOW." She got the thin material off quickly
and crawled over to me.  I made her stay on all fours as I attached the
leash.
   I looked up and in Ron's outstretch hand was six jeweled collars, just
like Darlene's and he said, "These are for the rest of your litter." That
caught me so completely off guard that I broke out laughing.
   I gave Darlene's leash a little tug and said, "Thank the man for the
nice gifts." She crawled over to Ron and said, "Thank you, Daddy Ron, for
the lovely gifts," and she pulled out his dick and suck it until he came.
She opened her mouth to show him that it was still in her mouth, and he
nodded that it was okay for her to swallow his cum.
   I told her that we needed to finish the introductions.  She started to
stand and I said, "No, stay down there and lead me." We continued through
the remaining guests that we had not visited and I occasionally swatted her
ass with the strop.  Several times it appeared to me she had climaxes after
a particularly hard swat.
   As things were winding down and it was time for us to leave, I pulled
Darlene and the girls into the waiting room to have a little talk.
   The first thing that I said was, "Woman get the rest of that green shit
off of you; girls, you help her." Because of the tone of my voice, they all
scrambled to peel all of it off their mother.  When she was completely free
of the latex, I told the girls to strip down like their mother.  I placed
each of their collars on their necks and told them to get down on the floor
like their mother.
   I said, "We are going out of here, in order, by age; you know the order
so get in it now and I also want you to keep your head up and smile
prettily for everyone and shake those tails." They hurried to get in the
proper order, and then I said, "You had better keep up, because when I am
ready to go; I will leave you to walk home like you are."
   I started out slowly and walked them out through the guests, gradually
picking up speed.  The kitty litter scattered in the path had to be hell on
hands and knees, but there were no complaints.  The line slowly stretched
out as I walked faster.
   When I got outside to the limo, I stopped, and waited until they all
caught up.  And then I made them wait in the cold night air, until they
started to shiver.
   The driver had been holding the door open and getting a good look at all
the cute female flesh.  I walked down the line and told them what was going
to happen and before they could get in the car they were to stand and thank
the driver for holding the door.
   I pulled Darlene two steps forward and popped her ass twice and told her
to get in the car; she stood and kissed the driver and said, "Thank you
Sir," returned to her knees and crawled into the car.  The girls followed
suit and I gave them only one swat on their cute asses.
   I shook the driver's hand and told him where to take us and climbed in
the back.  When I got seated, I told them to get their sorry asses of the
seats where respectable people sit and into the floor where they belong. 
Without argument, they all kneeled in the floor facing me.
   I just sat there and looked at each one, making them look me in the
eyes. Then I said, "I have never been so embarrassed, humiliated and
disappointed, in my life and I will never be again.  You do not know how
close I came to leaving you all kneeling on the sidewalk and walking away
from you.  But unlike some, I keep my word, and when I said that I would
love you no matter what happened, I meant it."
   "Now I have to decide what punishment fits this travesty," I said.  "Now
you seven just sit there and don't give me any reason to make it harder on
you that it already is."
   "Darlene, do you think that we can be honest with each other now?" I
asked.
   She said quietly, "Yes Master, It is passed time."
   "Yes it is," I replied, "Will you tell me now, everything that I don't
already know?"
   "Master," she started, "Besides the being a slave and needing to be
punished, I especially like being tied up.  I have tried most kinds of sex
and have enjoyed most of it.  Besides "Knight Fashions," I have a side
business designing sex related clothes, jewelry and toys.  And I love being
pregnant and having babies in the house."
   "Kristal," I said, "You're next; Are you still a virgin?"
   She had a questioning look on her face and said, "Yes Sir, sort of..." I
gave her an unpleasant look and she continued, "I let a couple of boys at
school touch me and sucked their dicks, but no pussy sex...  and I sort of
used some of Mom's toys for rubbing myself and stuff...  like a small
vibrator in my butt and on my clit and such; and sometimes with some of my
girlfriends."
   I asked Kristal if that was all and she nodded and said, "Yes sir, I
think so." and I said, Melissa you're next."
   "Yes sir," she said, "I'm still a virgin and I've kind of done stuff
like Kristal, but I never sucked no boy, we've only just done some touching
each other, but mostly with other girls my age and touching myself and once
with Mom's big black fake dick, I practiced sucking it and I don't remember
any more."
   "Carrie, it's your turn," I said.
   She said, "I am a virgin and until you, I never saw a naked man or boy
and never let one touch me or even kiss me.  I've checked out some of the
girls in gym class, but I definitely think I like older men best and I
didn't know Mom had sex toys and stuff."
   "And that's all," I said and she nodded.  I asked her one more question,
"Did you know about what was going on in this mess and did you know about
anything that your sisters were up to?" She said that she knew her mother
went out a lot and came back very late sometimes or sometimes in the
morning.  And she knew that Suzie and Nichol and Angel were doing something
'cause Suzie talks too much.
   I continued, "Angel girl, just what kind of angel are you?"
   She blushed brightly and said, "Yes sir, I'm a virgin but just in my
pussy.  The boys on our block have a club and they let me join if I would
get naked and suck their dicks and stuff.  They tried to have sex in my
pussy, but I said no, so they said that I had to have butt sex then or I
get kicked out of the club.  The first time hurt bad but it feels good now,
the boy was almost big as you and his juice didn't taste so good as yours.
Oh, and they took some pictures of me and Nichol and Suzie, with no clothes
on."
   "Well Nichol, what do you have to say for yourself?" I asked.
   "Daddy, it was kinda like Angel, but just one time.  She would let them
do sex stuff to me until I fussed and they stuck their thingies in my
heinie and it hurt and I cried and they called me a baby and said I
couldn't come back if I kept crying, but it hurt too much and I didn't want
to any more; it wasn't fun like Angel said."
   Then I came to Suzie and she asked, Daddy, will you still love me if I
tell you bad stuff?"
   I said, "Baby, I made you a promise you didn't I?"
   "Okay Daddy, I did lot of bad stuff like Angel and Kristal; lots of
times.  With the boys in Angels club and some of the older boys too and
Angel and some of the boy's sisters, and they took lots of naked pictures
and sex pictures too.  And I like mouth sex and butt sex at the same time,
and they said that another boy could have pussy sex with us too and it
would be much more fun, but Angel said no.  They say I'm the best on the
whole block.  I'm sorry Daddy, I like sex stuff and I want to do it all the
time; especially with you, if you still want me."
   I smirked in Darlene's direction and said, "It looks like somebody is as
naughty as Mommy.  Mommy did you know about any of this stuff?"
   Darlene looked very ashamed and said, "I only suspected some of it, but
am surprised how much they had learned on their own and I'm very sorry that
I had neglected them so much of the time to fulfill my needs and wants."
   "So then, I guess that you're telling me, that you cheated on your
husband too; is that right?" I asked.
   "I guess, NO; I did do it sometimes, when he was away with someone else,
but never in our bed without him." she replied.
   "So, we have one more lie to add to your list; are there any more that
you want to confess before we reach the house?" I asked.
   "Master the only thing that I can think of is my toy box, that the girls
mentioned, and my playroom in the basement." She answered.
   "Would that be a family playroom or an adult playroom?" I asked.
   She answered, "Until tonight, I thought it was only an adult playroom;
it seems the girls know where I keep the key."
   "Well then," I said, "seems like we have a new family playroom.  I hope
it is well stocked for all sizes, because I may well use it tonight."
   We were nearly home, so I told Darlene to have the privacy window opened
so that I could speak with the driver.  She pushed a button and said,
"John, please lower the window, John would like to speak with you."
   When the window came down, I said, "Hi John, my name is John, and I am
the new Master of the house.  These sluts need some fresh air before bed,
so when we get to the house, stop at the curb so that they can get out and
walk the rest of the way.  Don't worry about getting out at least one of
them knows how a door works."
   He stopped at the curb entrance to the property and I said, "You better
not take too long, it's going to get really chilly tonight and once I am
inside, all the doors will be locked, and you will have to sleep outside."
   They were out of the car and running to the front door.  I told John to
take his time, but to pull around to the back and drop me off.
   He chuckled a bit and said, "Yes sir."
   I told him to pass along to the rest of the help that nothing would
change as far as they were concerned, unless something happened to
displease me, but that I was easy to get along with most of the time.
   He said, "Thank you Sir, I will tell the others, there have been a few
questions." As I got out around in the back of the house, seven lovely
naked bodies came scurrying around the corner.  I said to them, "It's a
nice night, let's take a little walk around the grounds."
   I took hold of Darlene's leash and said, "You all get down and in line,
just like before.  Now keep up or I'll take the leash to your butt."
   We walked...  No, I walked down the drive to the gate and then across to
the other side of the yard and back toward the house and stopped in front
of the porch.
   I said, "I have a new rule that you will all follow and it will be up to
you how long it will last.  Look around and memorize the position that you
are in right now.  Rule one is; you may not enter this house wearing
clothes; You will undress outside and then enter; You are not allowed to
wear clothes in the house or back yard or pool or hot tub ever, unless I
allow an exception.  And you may not cover yourself, no matter who is
present.  Does everyone understand this rule?"
   Darlene said, "Yes Master," and the girls said, "Yes sir or yes Daddy."
   I told them that they could follow me into the house, again in single
file.  The temperature had dropped into the upper forties and all seven
girls were shivering
   I smacked each of their butts as they entered the house, with the strop
that I was still carrying.
   I told them all the crawl off and have showers, that they all smelled
like dogs and after their shower if they thought that they could act like
respectable young ladies, they could walk back down and we would talk about
the discipline that would be coming to a butt near them very soon.
   I laughed, but I guess no one else thought it was very funny.  But they
all did scatter for their showers, hoping that I wouldn't change my mind
and started the discipline now or maybe forget and then let it pass; they
didn't know me well, I don't forget things, ever.  Before Darlene could
escape, I told her I wanted the key to the playroom.
   She told me it was hanging on a nail behind the picture of her and the
girls, beside the door downstairs.  The basement room was large and had a
great entertainment center, a regulation size pool table, bar and kitchen.
It was as big as my first apartment in town.
   The key was where it was suppose to be and I found it easily and opened
the door and nearly tripped on the short set of stairs, eight steps down. I
looked for a light switch and finally found it, well them actually, there
were five.  I flipped the first one to the on position and about a dozen or
so floodlights came on; spotlighting that many devices of punishment and
torture.
   With each new switch, some form of or implement of discipline or torture
was spotlighted.  Even with over three dozen lights shining the room was
dark and gloomy.  The lights were shielded in such a way as to limit them
to a point focus.
   The first thought out of my head was, "My god, has the "Spanish
Inquisition" started again?" And then I thought, "No, the "Grand
Inquisitors" would have been jealous of this setup." As I made my way
around the room, I discovered that a good many of the devices were actually
museum quality pieces, although some were in excellent shape and probably
could still be used for what they were intended.
   The newer pieces were intermingled with the older, but most were near
the center of the room; though not all.  I admit that I did not know the
names of most of the devices or implements, but their uses were fairly
obvious even to a novice like me.  Eventually, I used the internet to look
up the names for these items; most were used in Europe and many variations
from Asia.
   My former wife and I had played at bondage and spanking, but this; this
was a serious commitment to pain.
   There were a few items that would be used, soon, but not that night.  As
I was heading back up the stairs, Darlene stuck her head through the door
and said that they were all down now.
   As I came through the door, she returned to her kneeling position beside
the girls; the razor strop, between her teeth.  I walked over and took the
strop from her and walked around behind them and looked at them and could
see the tension and tightness in their butt muscles; each one expecting to
be swatted at any moment.
   I walked back in front of them and could see tears starting to form in
their eyes.  I threw the strop on a table and went and sat down in a nice
recliner and signaled for them to come to me.
   I said, "I know that you all are expecting to get spanked tonight, but I
can't because I made a promise to you, not to spank you when I am angry;
and I am very angry right now.  And besides that it is our wedding night
and I was so looking forward to making love to all of you, but I can't do
that either, because to punish you, I have to punish myself."
   "This is the punishment that I have decided on for you all; although I
can and probably will make purely arbitrary changes to the rules as I go
along, depending on how you behave.  The first thing is this; you are to
truly be my slaves; from this moment on, nothing in this house belongs to
you, including the air you breath, unless I give it to you."
   "Second, besides owning nothing, You are not allowed to do anything
without my permission, especially speaking; you will always continue to do
the last thing that I told you to do until you are finished; then you will
come back to me and wait quietly for me to give you something else to do.
You will need to earn my permission to use one of my toilets and the toilet
tissue or you may go out on the front lawn and squat; you will need my
permission to go outside."
   "Third, you will be given one two liter bottle of water a day, to use
for drinking and cleaning yourselves.  I may or may not decide to feed you;
it will depend on how I feel; any complaints about that or anything else,
will get you cut off for an additional day.  Besides the bottle of water,
you will be loaned a toothbrush, a washcloth, a pillow and a blanket.  You
will from time to time be able to earn additional items, but only as I
choose."
   "Fourth, none of you are allowed to touch yourselves in a sexual way;
since you belong to me, you have to have my permission to give or receive
pleasure at anytime."
   "And last, all of the rules that we have talked about and agreed to will
be in force.  Now I need to use the toilet and while I am gone you may
discuss whether or not you want to do this punishment; if you decide yes it
will be in effect immediately; if you decide no, then I will leave
immediately for my home; If you say yes, and any one of you decides not to
accept it any longer, you can do so and I will leave and never come back."
   I went to the toilet and since my bladder was full it took a couple of
minutes longer.  I returned to the chair, looked at Darlene and asked,
"What did you decide, you may speak."
   Darlene replied with a completely servile voice, "Master, your totally
unworthy slaves agree to follow these rules of punishment for as long as it
is your desire to punish your slaves." When she finished, she remained
quite and no one moved.
   I closed my eyes and laid the recliner back; I reopened one eye just a
crack so that I could watch them.  Melissa and Angel were fidgeting and
looked unhappy with their lot.  I said, "If you two wish to stop this now,
speak up, or stop fidgeting.
   I lay in the chair for another thirty minutes.  I had never known seven
females in the same room to be quiet for seven minutes, much less thirty. I
stood and went to Darlene and took her leash and said, "Follow me," and
headed for the stairs.  at the stairs I turned and looked and saw that the
girls were still in position where I had left them.
   I said, "Girls, follow." and they fell in line behind their mother and I
lead them all up to their bedrooms and gave them a pillow and blanket and
told them that they had not earned the bed yet; that they would be sleeping
on the floor.  I bedded them down, youngest to oldest.
   Darlene had been stoically brave for her girls.  When she was the last,
I told her that she had yet to earn the right to sleep at her Master's
feet. I took her to the guest room the farthest from our room.  As I was
about to shut the door, I heard her start to cry; it broke my heart, but
things had gone too far already.
   Chapter 5
   That all happened on the Saturday that we were married, by Tuesday, my
anger was gone and they were trying harder than I thought they would.  I
let them all earn little gifts, like extra water or a squirt of toothpaste
or an extra piece fruit at a meal, to keep things to encourage them to
continue through the punishment; that everything would eventually work out.
   I had been especially hard with Darlene, but she found the courage to
keep on trying to please me; and so did the girls.
   On Wednesday, as they gathered around the table I asked the girls if
they knew how to get in touch with the boys of that club who had sex with
you three?" They didn't know, but Kristal had one of their brother's cell
phone numbers.  I said, "Okay, today, I am giving you one day off of your
knees and certain privileges, but for a reason; I want to punish the boys
who took advantage of my girls."
   Kristal called the brother and asked him to put his brother on for her
sister.  Angel whispered to him to get the club together and come over for
a naked swim party; all of her sisters would be there; and her older
sisters promised they would give pussy sex to everyone.
   Darlene and I made ourselves scarce when the boys showed up.  The girls
met them at the door in their swimsuits and invited them in and then out to
the pool.  Darlene and I were in the security room, watching and listening;
first to record what happened and second, so that I could get out back
quickly if things got out of hand, which I knew was a distinct possibility.
   The older boy Jeff was one of the boys that Kristal had sucked off.  He
asked when they were going to see some tits and ass and fuck those sweet
young pussies.
   Kristal said, "Later," and took him aside to talk.  The plan was to have
the guys come back and find the girls in the pool and to get naked and
pretend to force them to have sex with them; Kristal was to pretend to like
it rough and wanted to see her sisters raped, but in the butt and after
that when she was not so horny they could clean up and go inside and have
in some fun in the comfort of her bed.
   The plan went perfectly and the boys and the girls played the rape scene
to the hilt; after each boy fucked his girl's ass they started double
teaming, two boys with a girl.  Kristal told Jeff that Suzie loved to fuck
and suck big cocks like his; something that he already knew, since he had
already done the little slut.
   The plan was that when every boy had each dick in one of the girls, I
would come out and catch them in the act and then get whichever one of the
boys had the photos to give them back.  At the last minute, I changed part
of the plan.  I had something in mind that would help keep them in line and
be useful if I needed some dirty work done.
   As I walked out on the patio, the girls started screaming, help and rape
and pretending to struggling to get away.
   I hollered at them, "What the hell is going on here; what the fuck do
you boys think you're doing with my little girls?"
   They were dumbfounded and frozen in shock and Kristal cried out, "Please
Daddy, they're raping us, Please help us."
   The guys came unfrozen and started denying it and claiming that the
girls had wanted to do it and a bunch of other reasons all valid.
   I sat down on a lounger and called them over to me and said, "Look guys,
you see that camera up there on the wall; I have video of you boys forcing
my girls to have sex with you and that is what I am going to tell the
police when they get here; UNLESS, you do as you are told.  Now the first
thing I want to know is who has the photos you guys took of my girls
fucking you?"
   Jeff's brother Jimmie raised his hand and said that he did, that he
saved them to his laptop computer.  I asked him if anyone else had copies
of the pictures and he told me no.  And then, I told him to put his clothes
on and go home and get his computer and bring the camera that he had taken
the photos with.  I made the other boys wait; naked and embarrassed.
   Jimmie was dressed and gone and back within fifteen minutes, with both
the camera and his computer.  I had him set it up and open it to the folder
with the pictures and had the girls look at the pictures and see if they
thought that they were all there, while I looked through the camera at the
photos that were still there, and there were some there of Jeff and Suzie.
   I asked him if the ones on the camera had been downloaded yet and he
said not yet, so I had him download them to the folder; and then zip and
email them to Carrie's email account.  Carrie was the girl's computer
tutor. And besides that I wanted evidence that the photos came from him.
   I noticed an icon on his desktop that only people who were savvy about
deleting files would use.  It was a multilevel, government quality deletion
program from which files could not be recovered and also had him delete all
his stored restore files, back to the very first one.  Just to be safe, I
had Carrie look for every ".jpeg, .jpg" on his computer and send them to
her email also and then delete those that were of naked females; young or
old.
   After that was taken care of and Carrie was reasonably certain that we
got everything, I turned to the boys and said, "It's not my business what
you do with the other girls I saw in those pictures, but their fathers will
not like receiving copies, and neither will you since you were so
thoughtful to include your faces in the photos."
   "However, I may have need of your services from time to time and these
will guarantee that you will be available and cooperative or spend a great
deal of time in jail."
   "In fact, the first assignment I have for you, since you like to take
pictures of naked girls is collect as many naked photos of every female on
the block; women, teenagers and girls; the more you collect, the more pussy
you will be getting.  My girls will be glad to pay for them with their
bodies.  DO NOT send them by email; bring them directly here; either on the
camera card or thumb drive."
   "Now, why don't all you kids go on in and get cleaned up and showered,
so you don't go home smelling like sex.  You can get each other off, but no
more fucking tonight.  All of the girls grabbed a hand and pulled the boys
inside.  Suzie was disappointed that Kristal had two boys and she only had
one.
   I picked up all of the boy's clothes and carried them around front and
scattered them out over the lawn.
   When I got back in the house, I made the round of the showers and there
were three or four in every shower and there was a lot of kissing and
mutual masturbation going on, but no attempts at fucking; that is until I
found Suzie, who was begging for the boy to stick it in just a little.
   I walked in quietly and opened the shower door and smacked her ass and
told her that was enough or I would tan her heinie until she couldn't sit
on it.  She just whispered, "Yes Daddy."
   When they were all through, I told the girls to go to their rooms and
the boys it was time for them to go home.  They asked where their clothes
were and I took them to the front door and told them that they were out in
the yard.  They asked why I did that.  I told them that it was to remind
them to be careful whose daughters they fucked with.
   They all made a mad dash for their clothes most didn't bother to put on
their underwear, just shove them in their pockets as they pulled on their
pants first.
   It was dinner time and since, that morning I had given the staff the
rest of the week off paid, it was up to me to prepare something to eat.  I
fixed salad and cold cuts, which was received well by those who had been on
little more than bread and water and I enjoyed it too and the conversation
revolved around what had happened with the boys; and did I mean it when I
said that they could fuck the boys.
   I said, "Yes, you can, but after I have taken what is mine now to claim;
your virginity.  Since you are all now my slaves and forever will be, I
have a right to take what belongs to me; and I will be starting tonight."
   I continued, "I don't know how long it will take for the boys to collect
pictures worth your bodies, but I really expect at least one of them to be
back tomorrow with pictures of his mother or sister or both.  I need to
decide, what kind of pictures are worth what kind of reward and how many
constitute an upgrade, maybe some kind of point system so that they can
collect enough points for what they want."
   With Darlene and the girls input we had a point system, based on the
number of photos and the content of the photos; that means, that one photo
with a certain minimum content of get one while one photo with exceptional
context could earn up to ten points.
   And then we decided on the value of the girl's participation from a
simple kiss, to a full night of sex.  I added to the list, one more item
and that was Darlene, at half again more than a night with one of the
girls. She started to protest, but thought better of it, since I had yet to
spank any of them.
   After dinner, I told the girls that their free day was over and all
rules were back in effect and to get back down on the floor and crawl to
their rooms.  I heard a few small groans, but ignored them.
   When the girls had made their way upstairs, I took Darlene's chain and
jerked on it tightly and told her to suck my cock.  She went after it with
a vengeance and since I had not had sex in three days, I shot my load
quickly.  I told her not to swallow, but to get me hard again.  She slid
her mouth down over my cock without loosing a drop and went back to
sucking. My second load took all of five minutes and I told her not to
swallow that one either.
   I dragged her head first down to the basement and then down into my new
playroom.  I had looked up some information the night before on one of the
more interesting items of pain in the room.  It looked like a doghouse
built on rockers and had what looked like saddle horns on each end of the
roof.
   I learned that this little gem is a variation of a "Spanish Inquisition"
device called a "Spanish Donkey." The original didn't have rockers, but was
very effective at its job.  As we neared it, she saw where I was going and
balked, I just keep walking and dragged her several feet before she gave up
and decided that I wasn't going to give her a choice.
   I said, "I read up on this little item last night and found out it was
used on liars, whores and adulteresses; you fit all three categories don't
you slut?  Do you know that the original donkeys had a roof pitch of
between 20 and 30 degrees?  I may have this one altered; it looks to be
about 75 degrees and had a very clean line."
   All she said was, "Yes, Master."
   I asked, "Are you Mistress of this dungeon or client?"
   "Both Master, It depends who is here." She replied.
   "And what are you now?" I asked
   "Slave, Master," She answered.
   "And you know how this donkey works." She nodded that she did and I
continued, "Then get me everything I need to give you a good ride."
   She opened the small door on the side and pulled out several chains, a
collar with several rings, cuffs and weighted hooks, and a remote for
operating the rocking device.  I took the device and pushed the button and
it rocked slowly; and then I pushed it again and it sped up a little and a
third time, a little more.
   When I asked, she told me that she had been on it once, for about a
minute, with no weights and had hurt for several days.  I said, "Well
Honey, You're going to be on it for longer than that and we are going to
fuck when we are done down here.  I chose this instead of whipping you,
because I might leave ugly marks that could show when you are in your
bikini."
   I told her to get dressed up pretty for her ride.  She put on a collar
and had me attach the chains, front and back.  I attached the cuffs to her
wrists and ankles.  The last item was a mask and gag combination; she
instructed me on how to finish before I fitted the gag and mask to her
head. I decided not to put on the head piece.
   I cuffed her hands behind her and lifted her onto the donkey, letting
her drop the last two inches onto the saddle; her scream was ear splitting.
I made sure that she was sitting correctly and that it was between her
pussy lips and ass cheeks.  I attached the neck chains to the horns of the
saddle and hooked the weights to the rings on her ankles.
   Before I stared the thing, I went looking to see if there were any more
interesting things in the box; low and behold, I found several pair of
weighted clips.  I walked around in front of her and showed her the pair
that I had chosen; they had big alligator teeth and 2 oz.  weight.  She was
already crying from the pain of sitting on the thing for almost five
minutes.  When I clipped the weights to her nipples screamed at each one.
   I started the machine to rocking and her screams became continuous,
until she could scream no more.  I stopped the machine and started to undo
the chains, weights and cuffs.  I helped her off the donkey and she
couldn't stand by herself, so I carried her up to the basement and placed
her on the sofa.  I checked her for open wounds, but found none.
   When she was coherent enough to hold a conversation, I asked her how she
felt.  She told me that she was still in pain, but okay.  She told me that
it was the most intense pain that she had ever experienced and the orgasm
rivaled any that she had ever had.
   I asked her how she felt, now that her discipline was over, and was she
ready to call this slave thing off.  She said, "Oh god no Master, I'm ready
to consummate our marriage; however, whenever or whatever way you choose;
even down here."
   There was a particularly interesting set of stocks that I had seen, when
looking through the room before.  The head and hands rail moved up and down
and could be locked at any height, which was fairly normal.  What didn't
seem normal was the legs stocks were horizontal and could also be moved and
locked and had three leg positions; close, apart and wide apart.
   I walked her back down to the playroom and up to the stock and she
giggled like a happy little girl.  I got her locked into it quickly with
her help, and with her legs wide apart.  I cranked the head stock down to
my cock level and then, went to her mouth and shoved my cock all the way in
and proceeded to fuck her as she tried to suck the cum up from my toes.
   I pulled out before I go to close to hold off from coming and lowered
her head to about kneel level and pushed her legs closer.  This had the
affect of pushing her ass up and out; opening her ass and pussy for my
fucking and viewing pleasure and I hoped hers.
   I walked over to the board that was holding the whips and several other
biting, pinching and clawing instruments.  I picked up two whip type items
and walked back over to her.  One was had rawhide strips, knotted at the
end and a wooden hand carved into the shape of a double headed cock, called
a cocktail whip; the other look similar to a whisk broom, only fine metal,
about two dozen strands, called a titty tickler.
   I grabbed her beautiful red hair and pulled her head up and stuck the
cock whip in her mouth and told her to hold it until I came back to get it.
I went around to the back and bent down and played with her tits for a
while brushing the tips around and across both of her breasts and nipples,
getting moans and giggles.
   I stopped and she groaned, so I slapped her nipples with the brush, and
she moaned loudly.  I slapped her tits several more times and she moaned
louder each time.  I stepped around front and took the whip from her mouth
and stepped behind her again.  I ran the wire brush over and around her
sore asshole and pussy and she continued to moan.
   I whip her pussy lightly with the brush and she shuttered and whip her
again a little harder and she shuttered again; the next time I whipped her
harder than I probably should have, but she came hard and gushed cum from
her pussy, which I used to coat the cock handle of the other whip.
   But before I shoved it into her butthole for a tail, I whipped her butt
twice and told her not to cum again until I gave her permission.  I used my
middle finger to push it as far up in her as possible.
   I slid my cock into her slow and easy and fucked her; she was hot and
very wet and tighter than I remembered; Maybe it was the position she was
in, but it was very stimulating.  She began shaking and vibrating whether
from not being allowed to cum for from the stimulation of this position, I
didn't know; but it increased my stimulation to the point that I would not
be able to hold off, so I pounded her ass and pussy with all I had.
   As I sprayed her insides with all I had left, I told her that she could
cum.  She began to shake and shutter and the whole of the stock apparatus
started to shake as well and probably would have walked, had it not been
bolted to the floor.  She got quiet after a few minutes and I could tell
when she collapsed in the restraints.
   I unlocked and opened the leg stocks and then unlocked the head and
hands and eased her to the floor.  When I felt strong enough again to lift
her, I carried her all the way up to our bed and laid her on it and covered
her to keep her sweaty body from getting a chill.  I lay down beside her
until she woke.
   Darlene opened her eyes and when she saw me, her smile went from ear to
ear.  She pulled me to her and kissed me and thanked me for taking care of
her and loving her and her girls.  I asked her if she felt like making love
to the girls that night; and she asked me if I could get it up that many
more times.  I laughed and said, "Probably not."
   I told her that I might manage two or three, but not six.  I really
didn't feel good about taking the younger girls, but I didn't think I could
talk them out of it; the little sluts.  I thought about it and truthfully
the three younger girls had more experience than the older girls; with the
exception of Kristal and maybe Melissa.
   I decided to start with Carrie and then Melissa, and then Kristal if I
felt that I could give her as good as she deserved for her first vaginal
penetration.  I went to Carrie's room and picked her up from the floor and
brought her to our bed and laid her in the middle, between Darlene and me.
She never woke up.
   I started making love to her body.  Starting with her face, I kissed
around her cheeks and lips and received a kiss in return and then worked my
way down to her breasts, kissing and sucking at her small, but erect
nipples.  In her sleep, she said, "Uuuuumm, Daddy, that is so nice."
   As I moved to her stomach, she started giggling and squirming; I found
her ticklish spot.  Her public hair was as soft as rabbit fur and smelled
of her little girl scent.  I touched the top of her hairline and moved my
hand down to the top of her pussy and her legs opened.  I circled her pussy
and the labia with my fingers stroking lightly and moving from top to
bottom, and stroking the skin between her pussy and her butt.
   I moved around and down between her legs and kissed her pussy and labia
and used licking strokes the same way I had moved my fingers, before I went
to her center.  She was moaning, but still not awake.  I told Darlene to
lightly pinch her nipples and gradually get harder until she woke.  I
didn't want her to miss her first time completely.
   Carrie moaned all the louder, until I licked her clit and she came.  The
climax woke her, when the small amount of pain and pleasure didn't.  I
cried, "Oooooohhh, Daaaaddyyy, tha' sssssoooooo goooood." And then she
opened her eyes and realized that it was really happening and Daddy was
really doing it to her.  She hugged my head between her legs and smiled
brightly, understanding that I was about to make her a complete woman.
   Carrie opened her legs and I moved my head back down to her pussy to
clean her cum; she had enough flow that it dripped from her, but not nearly
as much as her mother.  I licked and nibbled around her pussy and labia
until she said, "No more Daddy, please, I want you to stick your dick in me
and make me a woman.  Please come up here and make love to me, okay?"
   I started up her body, dragging my tongue through her tickle spot; She
giggled and wrapped her legs around my waist and grabbed my hair with both
hands and jerked me away from her stomach, and said, "Stop, that tickles."
   I just chuckled and said, "I know." She eased her grip and I moved to
her small tits and sucked and licked and nibbled and she moaned, but let me
know that she wanted more.  I moved up to her mouth and kissed her and she
returned the kiss passionately; her legs were still holding on to my waist.
   Darlene had moved down behind me and was holding my dick and moving it
through her pussy lips to lubricate it and get it positioned for a straight
entry.
   I pushed the head in and she groaned in pain; my width was enough to
stretch her hymen enough to tear.  I pushed all the way in without having
to stop for her hymen.  I waited for the stinging to subside.
   Carrie said, "Now Daddy, It doesn't hurt now."
   I started off slow to make sure that she was alright with it, but she
kept saying, "Faster, Daddy, faster," or "More Daddy more." I was pounding
her young pussy and she was moaning and using her legs to meet me on each
stroke trying to get me to move faster and deeper.
   She had two or three small climaxes on the way up and then a real big
one that stiffened every muscle in her body; she had several strong muscle
contractions which made me cum hard.  She shivered when she felt me coming
in her and smiled and hugged me tight to her breasts.
   Carrie said, "Thank you Daddy that was the most wonderful feeling in the
world.  Am I the first one?"
   I said, "No Baby, your Mother was first, but you are my very first
thirteen year old girl ever." The truth is, my first experience was with my
first wife and we were almost eighteen at the time; so all of these girls
would be firsts.
   I sat up and said, "Come on Baby, it's time to go back to your bed for
tonight."
   She asked, "Do I have to, it's so nice being with you and Momma?"
   "Yes Baby," I replied, "But you can sleep in the bed tonight instead of
the floor."
   A little disappointed she said, "Okay Master, Daddy." I chuckled.
   I dropped her in bed and kissed her and tucked her in and she was asleep
in seconds with a big smile on her face.
   I went into Melissa's room.  While not the oldest, she is the biggest of
the girls.  I was not about to try and lift her from the floor.  I gently
woke her and had her stand and then I picked her up and carried her to my
bed and placed her in the middle of the bed.  She had fallen back to sleep
as I walked.
   I kissed her and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to stay a virgin the
rest of your life?"
   Her eyes popped opened and she said, "Really Daddy, tonight?"
   I answered, "Really Baby, but only if that is what you want; I won't
force you."
   "Oh, you don't have to force me Daddy," she replied, "It's what I want
more than any thing in the whole world.  Can I be on top?"
   "Sure Honey, if that's what you want," I answered.  I started kissing
her as her mother slipped between her legs and planted her mouth her
Melissa's pussy, sucking and licking her to get her ready for her first
time.  Darlene alternated between Melissa and me getting us both ready.
   When Melissa thought that she was ready, she mounted me and positioned
herself over my dick; she slid her pussy back and forth along the
underside, lubricating me and giving herself some more stimulation.
   Darlene got up behind her and positioned my dick under Melissa and told
her that on the count of three to push down.  She took Melissa's tits in
her hands and started counting and on the count of two, she pushed Melissa
down hard.
   Melissa screamed, "Oooooowww," and it changed quickly to, "Oooooohhh
god, that feels really good inside me."
   With her hands on my chest, she started moving her hips slowly to get
the feel for what she wanted and in no time, she was bouncing and bucking
as hard and fast as she could manage.  She came quickly, but didn't stop;
she laid her head on my shoulder and her tits and nipples burned my chest
delightfully.
   She moved slowly and intimately as she continued to stroke herself along
my shaft; it was a very pleasant experience for me; the closeness and the
sensations and the fact that she was only 15.  I was reaching my limit and
whispered that to her and she picked up speed, because she was close again
too.
   I came in her as she continued to stroke for her release and as I was
finishing she came too.  I have to tell you that while I have enjoyed sex
with all three, so far this was the nicest, and maybe the best.
   I pulled her to my mouth and kissed her and told her, "That was perfect,
Honey; I am proud to be your first." She beamed with joy.  And after a few
minute of cuddling, I told her it was time for her to go back to her bed.
   She moaned, but said, "Okaaay." I walked with her to her bed and tucked
her in too, and kissed her goodnight.  I was getting tired, but thought
that I could make one more, so I went to Kristal's room to get her.  She
was already sitting up and ready to go and said cutely, "It's about time."
   I chuckled and said, "Well then, what are you waiting for, an engraved
invitation?" She hoped up and ran the three steps to me and jumped into my
arms.  I carried her to my room and threw her onto the bed and said, "Get
into position."
   She scrambled onto her knees and said sassily, "Give to me hard Daddy
and right now, let's go."
   I was as hard as I was amused; her gorgeous ass was wiggling and shaking
before my face and her pussy as wet as Darlene ever was.  I gave her
beautiful round ass cheek a couple of good smacks, just before I forced my
dick all the way into her pussy.  Interestingly, she was tighter than
either of her sisters and much hotter inside her pussy.
   I felt her hymen tear, but she didn't seem to notice or didn't care; she
just started pushing back against me as hard as she could.  She even
sounded like her mother in the throws of her passion.  She had two or three
really quick climaxes before the huge orgasm, which had her bucking and
shaking so hard that I had to hold on too her to keep myself inside.
   I tried to hold off a little longer but the squeezing and bucking took
me to the edge and over, with the strongest orgasm that I had done all
night; although it was the least amount of cum.
   As I was cuddling and kissing her she asked, "Can we do it some more
Daddy, that was the best ever cum that I've had?"
   I answered with a chuckle, "Not tonight, you little slut; you four
whores have completely worn me out and I need my rest; your baby sisters
are going to want their share of me tomorrow, unless I can talk them out of
it."
   Darlene and Kristal giggled and Kristal said, "No way that's going to
happen, they've all been running back and forth, listening at your door,
all night."
   "Is that right," I said, "Those little scamps." I said, "It's time for
you to go back to bed and for me to get our littlest sluts to sleep." I
walked her back to her bed and kissed and tucked her in too.  and went to
look in on the other three.
   I checked on all three, who were pretending to be asleep.  I made just
enough noise pretending to go back to my room and close the door and walked
back down the hall to the bathroom.  As I slipped in the door, all three
rooms opened and they all sneaked down to listen at my door.
   I walked quietly up behind them and whispered, "What's going on in
there?" They screamed and about jumped out of their skins.  I started
laughing.
   Angel and Nichol crouched down and started to cry and Suzie stood back
up and said, "Daddy, that's not funny, you scared us."
   I said, giving her my mean look and serious voice, "Are you girls where
I told you to be?" I opened the door and said, "Get in here; we need to
have a little talk about disobedience."
   In the room I said, "Bend over the bed." The crying turned to whimpers,
they were sure that they were going to get punished.
   I said, "Before I get started, I want to know who started this."
   Suzie opened her mouth and replied, "You did Daddy, when you made Carrie
cum so good; she was too loud."
   "You know what I mean, and you better quite stalling or you're all going
to get what you really deserve," I said curtly.
   Nichol said, "Daddy, I was the first one up, but we all woke up the same
time, 'cause of the screaming."
   I walked by each one and gave them a swat on their sweet little butt
cheeks and said, "Okay, I was going to wake you up anyway to talk with you.
Get up on the bed between your mother and me."
   They scrambled onto the bed, not leaving me much room.  I put my hands
on my hips and looked at them and asked, "Well can I get in?" They giggled
and scooted over as far as they could.
   I started, "I know that you know, what's been happening in here tonight;
and I also know that you think you want some of it too, but I think that
you three are too young to play grown up games and that you should wait
until you are older."
   For a change, Suzie wasn't the first to cry foul; Angel said, "Daddy,
you promised, and you can't go back on your word, 'cause then it would be a
lie and dishonest and all the other stuff, you been saying and you
promised, and that's all."
   Darlene just looked at me and grinned.  I had no choice; while it was
never a promise, it was close enough that I was not getting out of it.
   I said, "Okay, you win, but not tonight; your mother and sisters have
worn me out.  Is tomorrow okay with you?"
   They squealed like a bunch of piglets and jumped all over me, kissing
and hugging me and touching my dick.  Then they were begging to sleep with
us and I said no, unless they wanted to sleep on the cold floor with no
blanket and no pillow.
   Suzie was up for it, but the other two weren't, so I went with each one
and tucked them into their beds and kissed them good night.  I really
didn't expect them to get much sleep, but I told them not to wake me before
8:00 o'clock in the morning or I would be too grouchy and would send them
away all day.
   Chapter 6
   About seven the next morning the doorbell rang; I ignored it, but in
less than ten minutes, Suzie came through the bedroom door dragging one of
the boys I had seen the day before with Angel.  I remembered that his name
was Tom; he was just a month or two younger than Kristal.
   Tom apologized for coming early and waking me, but he wanted to drop off
some of the photos he had on his computer, before he had to go to school.
The drive he was carrying was a 4 gig, thumb drive.
   I told him to stop by after school and we would explain the rules that
he would have to follow, to use any of the girls.  He said he understood,
because he knew what it was like to have to take care of his property.
   I thought that, that was a curious way to express what we were doing.  I
thanked him and told him to be sure and cum around.  He left with a smile
on his face, like he something that no one else did.  I told Suzie to make
him feel good before he left, though she probably would have anyway, even
without my permission.
   When Suzie came back up, she came in smiling with cum on her face and
licking her lips.  She looked at me shyly and said, "Daddy?  Since you're
up already can we do it now?"
   "I'll tell you what, you take this disk to Carrie, while I do my morning
stuff and we'll see," I said, not quite awake.
   I had finally managed to get out of bed and was half way through my
morning piss when Carrie and Suzie came running through the door hollering;
scared me so that I peed on the wall and floor before I got it back under
control.
   I said, "Damnit girls, when I'm in here and you need me, you come in
quietly, now get me something to clean up this mess." They scrambled for
some cleaning rags their mother kept in the closet.  And began wiping up
the pee while i finished.  Suzie, ever the curious one, stuck her fingers
under the piss and then tasted it, neither make a bad face nor good, but
seemed to be making some kind of decision about it.  I didn't ask.
   When they and I had finished around the toilet, I asked, "What was so
important that it couldn't wait until I was through?"
   Carrie and Suzie both took my hands and said, "You need to see what's on
the drive that Tom brought this morning; and Mom too."
   They dragged me down the hall to the computer in Carrie's room with
Darlene tagging along behind.
   Carrie sat down at the computer and opened a folder and said, "Dad,
there are forty folders here with over one hundred photos in each; that's
over four thousand photos; this drive is full." She clicked open another
folder and a bunch of thumbnails popped up; Darlene gasped loudly.  There
was a woman and two young girls, sucking and fucking an older man and a
young boy of about eight years.
   I asked Darlene if she knew the people in the photos and she said, "Yes,
these pictures are about eight years old though.  That is Tom's father,
Jack, and stepmother, Marlene and stepsisters, Julia and Jamie.  I had no
idea they were into incest too.  I've been with them back when Jack was
still alive and Marlene and Julia are the ones I caught with the bastard
husband, I had.
   I asked Carrie, "Have you opened all the folders to see if they are all
this graphic?"
   She answered, "No sir, just a few and those are all like this or more
graphic.  Daddy, if the whole file is like this one, there are over four
thousand photos here; Tom will own all our time for years; including
Mom's."
   I was thinking about something that Tom had said; "He said that these
were some of the photos that he had" and Darlene had said that these were
about eight years old; could he have meant that he had six or eight more
years of fuck photos of his family?
   I said, "I made a promise and we will keep it, if he spends the rest of
his life, hoping from one bed to another everyday, but I've been thinking
and we may be able to come to another arrangement with him.  I'll talk to
him this afternoon and see what's what.  But for now, I have three more
virgin pussies to break in; right, Suzie?"
   "Right, daddy," Suzie replied, "My pussy has just been aching to fuck
you."
   The rest of us broke down in laughter.  She gave us all a strange look.
But how often are you likely to hear those words come from a five year old
mouth.
   I said to Suzie, "Come on Munchkin, it's time for you me and your Mom to
have a little discussion before we consummate our relationship." She looked
at like I was from OZ.  I said, "Look kiddo, we need to talk before we
fuck, Okay?"
   She said, "Okay," and grabbed our hands and pulled us to the bedroom.
   I set Suzie in the middle of the bed and asked Darlene to get her little
black toy.  I said, "Honey, I'm afraid for you, because I don't want to
hurt you while you are so young, so I am going to try to show you how it
will feel.  Mom's little toy is a lot longer than me, but about the same
big around.  I'm going to put it in your butt and show you how it will feel
and if it hurts too much I am going to ask you to wait to have sex; do you
understand?"
   "I don't care how much it hurts, you promised," she said with tears in
her eyes.  Now you're probably thinking what I was; she was using her
little girl tears to sway my decision; well she was and I was.
   I said, "Okay, get your butt in the air," and to Darlene I said, "Lub it
up and push it in and you don't have to be too gentle; the little slut
wants it however she can get it."
   Darlene was none to gentle about pushing the ten inch cock into her
daughter, but Suzie didn't scream or cry, although she did groan.  She had
only taken half of it before I made Darlene stop; Suzie was in pain and had
tears in her eyes, but too stubborn to cry or ask us to stop.
   I said, "That hurt pretty bad didn't it?" She nodded yes and then I
said, "It will hurt your little pussy a lot more than that."
   She said, "But Daddy, you promised I could be 'not virgin' any more."
   "I know I did Baby," I answered, "But I'm just too big around for you.
Let me think about it for a bit and we'll figure something out so you can
be 'not virgin'.
   We called the other two girls in and told them the same thing that we
told Suzie; Angel suggested one of the boys from the 'club', since they
were all smaller than I was.  Darlene said that Tom might be a good choice,
he was almost as long, but only about half as big around and had been
gentle with the girls the day before.
   I told them that I was going to talk with him anyway and I would see
what we could work out.
   The rest of the morning went fairly well, we screwed all the girls
except the young ones, but we allowed them to participate with the tongue
cleaning and the renewed erections when I needed one.  All of the girls
learned quickly, what I like and what to do to please me and what gets me
off.
   And then after lunch, we did something different; we screwed outside by
the pool.  I had already screwed Darlene and the older girls several times
and Suzie was again between my legs nursing another erection for my tired
loins as I napped a little.
   Suzie stopped sucking, but continued to stroke me as she had when one of
the girls was about to mount it, and soon in my half sleep, I did feel
someone mount my dick and start working it in her pussy to get it
lubricated.  And then I felt a sudden plunge down my shaft and a grip on
the head of my dick like I had never felt before.
   As I opened my eyes, I saw Suzie plunge down again and over half of my
dick sticking out of her pussy.  Before I could stop her, she had raised up
again and forced herself down, impaling herself with my whole dick.
   She looked at me matter-of-factly, and said, "See, I told you I could do
it; and it didn't hurt too much either."
   I said harshly, "That all may well be so, but I said NO to you and you
disobeyed and will be punished and punished now." I reached down and jerked
her off of me and stood up and carried her to the playroom for a little
judgment and discipline.  The others followed behind, curious to know what
I was about to do.
   I know that Darlene was concerned that I might use the donkey, but that
was not for little girls, unless they would not learn any other way.
   I had seen a piece that looked like a prayer bench with cuffs that been
designed for spanking; any way that was what I was going to use it for.  I
set her on the bench and told her to stay there and not move.  I walked
over to the rack on the wall and pulled down a short leather strap that
would do just what I needed it to do.
   I told Darlene to lock her in and make it tight.  She was on her knees
and her little legs were pulled apart and strapped; she was bent over and a
strap went around her waist and the cuffs on her wrists were pulled tight
with a rope.
   I told every one to gather around and said, "I want you all to see some
of what is in store for you from now on.  I will tolerate no more
disobedience, period.  Is that understood?"
   Yes sir's and Yes, Master from everyone.  The first crack of the strap
on her ass in the quiet of the room sounded like a gunshot and startled
everyone, but the scream from Suzie's mouth, pierced the soul.  I continued
to spank her little ass until her screams and cries of anger and rage
turned to cries and sobs of repentance.
   I looked at the other girls and said, "Unless you are waiting for some
yourselves, go upstairs, the demonstration is over." They didn't need to be
told twice; they were gone in seconds.
   Darlene had gone to the cabinet and brought back some skin cream and was
rubbing it onto her red, sore butt.
   I wiped her tears away and kissed her and said, "I love you Baby girl,
very much, but when I say no I only want the best for you.  You could have
hurt yourself badly and a doctor would not understand our kind of love for
each other and would tell a policeman and your Mommy and I would go to
jail."
   Through her sniffles and shutters, she said, "I sorry Daddy, I'll be a
good girl forever and ever."
   "Honey," I said, "I don't expect that you will always do the right
thing, but I do expect you to do what I tell you to do.  Like this morning,
I told you to be nice to Tom before he left and you decided what being nice
meant; now you would have probably done it anyway, even if I didn't tell
you; isn't that right?'
   "Yes Daddy, I probably would," she answered.
   "But the rules I gave you, said no sex unless I told you to, isn't that
right?"
   "Yes sir," She replied, "And that would be wrong, cause you said no."
   "That's right," I said, "But sometimes Daddy's and Mommy's make mistakes
too; It is always a good thing to treat guests nice, and not necessarily
with sex, even if we forget, unless they are bad guests.  Do you
understand?'
   "Guess so," she answered, "Always treat guests nice unless they are bad
and I don't have to give sex to anyone; that right Daddy?"
   "That's exactly right, Baby," I said, "You want me to carry you
upstairs?"
   "Thank you Daddy," she answered, "But I'm a big girl now, not a baby,
I'll walk."
   "Well, I'm the Daddy," I replied, "And I need a good hug and kiss from
my best little slut; how about you give me one on the way upstairs?"
   She gave a fake little sigh, and said, "If I must, okay." As she jumped
into my arms and planted a big kiss on my lips and wrapped her arms around
my neck and squeezed.
   About half way to the top, I could tell that the others were standing at
the top of the landing.  I said to Darlene, indicating the top, "You know,
it would probably be a good idea if I found and excuse to spank the others
for not doing what I told them, and reinforce the lesson that they just
learned."
   Darlene snickered, but Suzie said, "You probably should, I learned it
real good."
   I couldn't have planned it better, if I meant to; Suzie's words sent
them rushing to their rooms, with barely a sound.  Darlene and I both
laughed and Suzie, not sure what it was about, laughed too.
   About the time we reached the living area, the door bell rang and Suzie
squirmed her way out of my arms and raced to the door; followed not too far
behind by five more streaks of bare flesh.
   Before long, Tom was dragged in, already stripped of his clothes and
surrounded by female flesh trying to get a piece of his dick or felt up by
his hand.
   I said, "GIRLS, hands off...  and go upstairs.  I need to have a man to
man talk with Tom before I sacrifice him to you; Scoot." And they obeyed.
   "Darlene," I said, "Go fix us some snacks and drinks and bring them down
stairs." She nodded and left us to talk.
   Tom started right away and said, "It's about the pictures that I brought
this morning isn't it?' We walked on down and had a seat of the sofa in the
basement entertainment center.
   "Yes," I said, "In part.  I must say the pictures are amazingly explicit
and a very large number, and I know that those are only a small part of
what you have, And I right?"
   "Yes sir, you are," he said, "that is one of the reasons that I brought
those, so that I could talk with someone who would understand my situation;
see, I know that your Mrs.' and the girls are your slaves.  I also know
that you don't know much about being a Master either."
   "You're right on both counts," I replied, "And how would you know that,
may I ask?"
   "No problem," Tom answered, "First, I can see how your wife and the
girls react when you say something; and two, my father was before he died
and he trained me and three, old Mr.  Knight, used to train slaves here for
the people in the neighbor hood and others too; he trained my Dad.  The
pictures I gave you were taken about four months after Dad married my step
mother."
   Darlene came down with some cold cuts, cookies and some drinks and set
them down in in front of us and I told her thank you and to go suck Tom's
dick and make him feel welcome.  She complied immediately and gave him the
best blowjob she could and her best was better than most.  He moaned and
growled and came.
   Darlene came up with a drip of cum in the corner of her mouth and her
tongue came out and slurped it back in.  I told her to come do me now and
she crawled around to me and sucked me all the way in like she had done for
Tom.  Her tongue does the most wonderful dance around my dick as she sucks
and licks.
   While she was entertaining my dick, I said, "Tom tell me some more about
that last thing we were talking about." I put my hands in Darlene's hair
and took hold.
   He replied, "You mean about the slave training stuff that went on here?"
I nodded as Darlene's head tried to move but couldn't and he continued,
"Your wife could tell you more than me."
   I replied, "Yes, I know she can, but I want to know what you know, if
you don't mind."
   "Okay," he said, "It's no problem.  What I know is that old Mr.  Knight
trained both Masters and slaves and that all the women and girls were
brought to this house and picked up here, but no one ever said where he did
the training or how; and that's one of the reasons I brought the photos,
I'm having some trouble with my slaves not being obedient.  I think they
need to be reminded who they belong to.  Do you think you can help?"
   "Well, I said, "If I can't, I know someone who can; don't we Darlene?" I
said as I pulled her head all the way down on my dick and held it there. 
She shook her head as best she could and held as still as she knew she had
better.  I jerked her head off just I as was coming and sprayed her face
with my cum.
   She started to clean it, but I told her to leave it there and to follow.
I told Tom that I had something that I wanted to show him.  I lead him to
the playroom and Darlene crawled along behind.  When he saw the whole room
he said, "Hoooollleeee Shiiiit, this is some layout; you used it yet?"
   I replied, "As a matter of fact twice; once just before you got here. 
We were having a conversation with little miss Suzie over a matter of
disobedience.  That reminds me, we have a lying dog following us, who needs
to be disciplined for not telling the complete truth again.  So, if you
would like to see how something works, just let me know.  We have a slave
who is willing to try anything or everything if you choose."
   "Thanks," he said, "but I have to leave in a little while, but I can
come back later.  I have to keep tabs on my sisters; they are always up to
no good; AND I still want to have some fun upstairs.  Uuuhh, Mr. 
Christofer, I have a request, umm, if it's okay with you?"
   "I don't see why not," I answered, You've been reasonably forthright;
with the exception of the club sex thing with the girls; for which I am
going to forgive you."
   Tom had this shy, kind of an embarrassed blush, like he was trying to
figure out how to say what he wanted to say, so I said, "Just say it son,
the answer will be either yes or no, but we can work it out some way.
   "Okay," he finally said, "I had this, well sort of, like thing; I like
Melissa and want her to be my girlfriend, not like a slave girlfriend, but
a real one, you know?"
   "Well, Tom, you really know how to make things difficult," I replied, "I
could give her to you as a slave or toy, but a girlfriend would mean that I
would have to give her enough freedom to decide that for herself, so I
can't guarantee that she will accept, AND you will have to ask her
yourself. I do have one more thing that I would like to ask you to do, if
you don't mind."
   "Sure," He said.
   "Angel and Nichol are still virgins," I said, "and I am too big around
to do them safely, and I sort of promised them that they could loose theirs
too, like the other girls.  Suzie took her own, on me, while I was napping,
that's why she was down here.  Why don't you come back and spend the night;
you can bring your slaves, so that you can keep and eye on them or loan
them out for the night and I'll watch them for you."
   "Deal," he replied, "We'll be over between six and seven, but we need to
finish here first, right?"
   There were forty two years between us, but he felt like a friend.
   I said, "What would you like to try first; encouragement or torture?" he
looked as if he didn't understand, so I said, "There are some devices here
that are strictly for holding a slave, though uncomfortably, and some that
are strictly designed for pain."
   All he seemed able to say was, "Oh?" as he thought about it, he asked,
"How much does she need to be punished this time?"
   I chuckled a little and said, "Well, I was thinking a little more on the
pain side; she can't quite get the hang of telling the whole truth and she
needs a lot of encouraging."
   He had been looking around and his eyes fell on the same device that I
had been thinking of after our last little visit down here.  It looked like
a cross, but different it was on a heavy base and leaning backward.  There
were "I" bolts in a number of places and some wires and pulleys and chains.
And I knew where to get some cuffs to do the attaching of limbs to the
device.
   I said, "That is the same one that I was considering; the question now
is, her front or backside?"
   "I remember Dad told me once," he started, "That he always used a
heavier strap or whip on the backside and a lighter thinner instrument on
the front, but that depended on the extent of the lesson, he wanted to
teach."
   "I'll tell you what," I said, "Let's ask our expert here what would be
the most affective in a case like this."
   "Slave," I asked, "Do you remember the discussion on truth and honesty
we had yesterday; I know that you do.  So, I am going to give you a chance
to redeem yourself a little by telling us what you would do in our little
situation."
   "Master," she began, "I probably wouldn't trust a slave in this
situation."
   "That may well be true," I said, "But I know that you don't want another
ride on the donkey this soon after the last one."
   "No Master, I don't." She replied, "The front will probably be the best.
Small whips and leather slappers or paddles work well, medium whips and
light canes for more pain, heavy whips and straps and thick canes for
marking.  Master, medium is what I recommend."
   I cuffed her hands and pulled them above her head and attached them to
the cable hanging from the top of the upright and cranked her up, and then
attached her ankles to the cable hanging from the cross bar and pulled them
up, so that they were straight out to the side.  Then I loosened her hands
and she dropped down a few inches, putting more pressure on her legs and
hips.
   I chose a buggy whip and Tom picked a belt-like strap.  Since Tom was
left handed it worked out fine; he took one side and I took the other.  We
worked from her knees up her thighs to near her pussy and then from her
pubes to her tits.  Her screams and wheals resounded through the room. 
When her body was completely covered with red marks and her voice, all but
gone, we stopped; and then I brought the whip up right on her pussy, hard,
one last time.
   Darlene found some part of her voice that was lost and howled out in
pain and came; her climax shook her hard and she collapsed as she passed
out.  We let her down slowly and released her cuffs.  I carried her to a
table and laid her on it; she would not be able to walk for a while.  The
table had straps, so I connected one around her waist to keep her from
falling off.
   Tom said that it was time that he went home and I escorted him out.  The
girls came running down hoping that he was coming up to see them and to
play; but were disappointed that he left.
   I explained that he would be back later and then asked why they were
standing, not kneeling; they dropped to their knees apologetically.
   I told them that he had asked a special favor concerning one of them and
that I was inclined to grant it, providing he and she are willing to abide
by the rules of the house.
   It was nearly time for dinner, when I realized that I hadn't seen
Darlene since I had left her downstairs, after her discipline session.  I
went looking for her and she was still on the table, patiently waiting for
me to return.
   I asked why she was still down there and she told me that I locked her
down, and she was not suppose to move unless I told her she could; and I
didn't.  I helped her off the table and told her to go prepare something to
eat.
   At the table I told them that we were going to have company after dinner
and to go get showers when they got through eating.  The girls had stared
at Darlene's stripes throughout dinner and they all had seen Suzie's butt,
but no one said a word and were very attentive and obedient.
   Tom came over right at seven as he agreed and his three slaves crawled
in behind him.  He told me to take them and punish all of them as much as I
wanted to, and then asked if he could go talk with Melissa.  I told him
that I wanted to talk with them later if she agreed to be his girlfriend.
   Until then he had free run of the girls, but that Darlene and I wanted
to be there when he took Angel's and Nichol's cherries.
   Darlene had stayed close up behind me and I told her to take the slaves
down to the playroom and wait for me there, and NO monkey business; I know
who these slaves are.
   They were a little reluctant to go with her, at least until I kicked
Tom's step-mother in the ass with my bare foot and told them to move it. 
From what I could see, Darlene could not have out run them even with them
crawling; they must crawl a lot around Tom's house.
   I slipped upstairs to see what was going on with Tom and the girls.  I
found them all in Kristal's room.  Tom was screwing Kristal in the
missionary position, with the rest of the girls all around them; touching
and caressing both of them.
   I went on back down to the playroom and found that Darlene had the women
kneeling by the stairs waiting in respect.  I still didn't know their
names. I asked Darlene to tell me their names.
   Tom's step-mother started to say something until I gave her the
"Shut-the-fuck-up" look and her mouth snapped shut loud enough to hear in
the quiet of the room.
   Darlene said the stupid old bitch was Meghan, she's forty; the one next
to her was Nancy, at 20 and the last one was Olivia, who was 18.  When I
asked which one's she had caught with her ex-husband, she pointed out
Meghan and Nancy.  They were all attractive women with light brown hair and
large breasts and their pussies had been shaved.
   I said, "Well slaves, it looks like this is your lucky day; my slave and
I are going to make your dreams come true; your worst dreams that is.  Your
Master has told me that he has been having trouble with you, so we are
going to see to it that you remember the rules and to remember the
consequences of disobedience."
   I continued, "As you can see, my slave is having to learn the rules
again herself; I will tolerate NO questioning or disobedience or
half-truth; I expect instant obedience and the whole truth.  If I suspect a
lie or a partial truth, I will find out what it is and you may live to
regret it."
   "Tom didn't say so, but I expect that he is getting tired of your
disobedience and will ask me to put you down like rabid dogs, if your
behavior doesn't change." I had no intention of doing that but I am sure
that they believed what I said.
   I walked over to Meghan and shoved my dick in her mouth and said, "Suck
it good and show me the respect that I deserve." When I got close I pulled
it out and said, "That was adequate, but not good enough." I stepped in
front of Nancy and shoved my dick in her mouth and told her to suck and
give me respect and like her mother, I pulled out before I came and told
her it was not good enough.  And then I came to Olivia and did this same
with her.
   The truth is, I was just looking for an excuse to punish them, so I told
Darlene to get down on her knees and give me respect.  As I started to cum,
I gave her one shot in the mouth and the rest I shot onto her tits, and she
rubbed it in completely.
   I said harshly to the other women, "THAT is the way a slut slave is
suppose to suck cock."
   I had decided on a box type device that looked kind of like a picture
frame and had chains in all four corners and in the middle of the sides and
top and bottom.  I told Darlene to dress Olivia and get her attached.  When
she had all the gear attached to the girl, she asked whether I wanted her
upright or upside down; upside down intrigued me, so I had her do that.
   She was bound by arms and legs and to a full head mask and a belt around
the waist; she was suspended in mid air by seven chains.
   I asked about the last chain and Darlene told me that if she had been
wearing a clit ring she could have attached that, but it was used mainly
with men to bind and stretch the cock and balls for discipline.  I shivered
at the thought.
   I pulled down a cat whip with six leather strands, a leather strap and a
thin cane rod.  I told Darlene to sit the other two on the donkey until it
was their turn.  I heard a whispered a faint, "Oh god no." I couldn't tell
who said it, but I handed Darlene the cane rod and told her to use it if
she needed to use some persuasion to get them to sit on it.
   I heard a swish and a slap and a whelp and figured Meghan didn't want
sit on my little donkey.
   I grabbed Olivia's 'DD' tits and she jerked back some like I hit her; of
course, with her eyes and ears covered she didn't know what was happening.
I grabbed the belt to see how far her body would sway in either direction.
Darlene had tightened it to about two inches of give.
   I decided to started with the strap, so I shoved the handle of the whip
into her pussy to hold until I was ready for it.  I gave her two good
stripes on the underside of each tit and then two each on the tops, and
both sides and last; two hard ones on each nipple.
   The screams were muffled by the mask and gag, but she was shaking the
chains as hard as she could, though it was continually moving, it was not a
lot.  I took aim next at her pubic area and slapped it twice and walked
around and whipped her ass red.
   I worked next on the inside of her thighs, from her knees to just short
of her pussy; first one leg and then the other.  I tossed the strap aside
and removed the whip from her pussy and whip it down on her pussy lips,
with three hard slashes; she peed herself.
   I left her hanging and went to retrieve my next subject, Nancy.  She had
been sitting behind Meghan with her arms around her and Meghan's back
around Nancy.  Darlene made Meghan keep her hands behind her back, as I
lifted Nancy off the donkey.
   I told Darlene to give her a nice ride; Darlene's face lit up and Meghan
groaned pitifully.
   I took Nancy and put her in the stock that I had Darlene in the day
before; only with her feet as wide apart as they would go and the head as
low and her arms pulled up behind her back.  Nancy's butt hole and pussy
were wide open and dripping wet.
   I heard Meghan moaning and a thumping noise.  The donkey was raising up
an inch or two and dropping; all the while rocking, and putting the drop
pressure on a different part each time.
   I turned back to Nancy and she was shaking with arousal, so I went to
her face and because she was so low I kneeled down to shove my dick in her
mouth.  She tried to suck, but I pushed it all the way into her throat and
held it there, until she started to panic and then removed it to her mouth.
She sucked it like a pro and as I came, I pulled out and coated her face
with my cum.
   I had brought the razor strop down earlier, so I retrieved it to use on
her ass.  I covered her ass in red, one stripe at a time; and because she
was having a difficult time breathing in her bent over position the screams
were muted some, by the constriction to her diaphragm.
   I made certain that the strop went between her legs and butt cheeks and
across her pussy a few times as well; her screams had turned to crying
before I was finished.  Nancy was shaking and her body in near collapse.
   I kneeled behind her and pushed my dick into her pussy.  As wide open as
her pussy had been, I thought that she would have been loose, but she was
nearly as tight as one of my girls.  She was extremely wet and her butt and
pussy were very hot.  As I forced my way in she came hard, but her climax
was restrained because of her position.
   I hadn't realized just how horny all this had made me, because I came
again; only fifteen minutes after I had cum on Nancy's face.  I went back
around and made her clean my dick off with her mouth, and then raised her
up slightly, so that she could breathe easier; and left her there.
   I walked over to where Darlene and Meghan were; Meghan looked like she
had passed out and was sitting slumped over.  Darlene had stopped the
donkey and was preparing to take her down.  I held her as Darlene undid all
the chains, weights and straps.
   I had her leave the hood on to keep her disoriented and carried her to
the prayer bench and had Darlene strap her down.  I whipped her ass until
it was red; not really hard; just enough to sting.  I moved in behind her
and shoved my dick into her pussy; She was very tight, but I slipped in
easily.
   Her body temperature was up and so was her pussy heat.  As soon as I
entered her she started moving, trying hard to get more of me into her.  I
told Darlene to remove her gag and make her eat her pussy while I screwed
her.
   Darlene came almost immediately; punishing Meghan made her as horny as
receiving it herself.
   I could also tell that the pain from her ride was enhancing her
pleasure. Now that I was good and wet, I pulled out and stuffed her ass
full of my dick.  She screamed pitifully into Darlene's pussy and set
Darlene to coming again and herself as well.  It was all that I could do to
hold off for a few more minutes, even though I had cum so many times
already that day.
   I held off for only a few more minutes and then I coated her bowels with
my cum, which in turn set both Meghan and Darlene to coming.
   I told Darlene to get on the floor and clean off my dick.  She slid
quickly into the floor and engulfed my dick in her mouth and squeegeed it
clean with her tongue and lips.  I pointed at Meghan's butt and told her to
clean her up too; she was very energetic about doing as she was told and
set Meghan to coming again.
   I turn around after hearing a noise behind me and all the kids were
standing by the door watching.
   Tom said, "Great show, sorry we missed most of it."
   I said, "You didn't really miss anything, you're just late getting here;
Darlene turned on the cameras, so you can see their performance any time
you like." I said, pointing to the little red lights above the beams. 
Darlene was blushing, thinking that I had not noticed what she had done.
   And then I continued, "But I'm guessing there is another reason you all
came down here?"
   "Yes sir," Tom said, "Angel and Nichol are both anxious to screw and not
be virgins."
   I asked him if that was all and he said, "No sir, there is the other
matter we spoke about this morning."
   I sent the rest of the girls upstairs so that I could talk with Tom and
Melissa, privately.  I looked at Melissa and asked, "Do you have something
you want to ask me?"
   "Yes Daddy," Melissa replied, "Tom asked me to be his girlfriend and not
a pussy slave, and I thought about it and I want to do it; I want to be his
girlfriend."
   I looked at Tom and said, "Son, you need to understand, that right now,
you can come and go in this house and screw any female that lives here when
ever you want, but when you start dating one of the girls the rules change.
You will not have full run of the house and if Melissa tells you no to sex;
it means No.  If you both decide to screw it will be done here in this
house only; and you can even sleep with her.  But understand this, if her
grades drop at school, there will be no dating until grades come up and if
she gets pregnant, you will marry her and then she will be your problem. 
Do we have and understanding?"
   He answered, "Yes sir, I am in full agreement with any rules you set
down."
   "Now as to you young lady." I started, "Understand this, the rules of
the house have not changed except where I have changed them concerning Tom
as your boyfriend and you heard those.  You two have to decide if your
relationship will be exclusive, and if you do, you both had better adhere
to it or I will cut you both off from seeing each other.  Now generally
boyfriend, girlfriend implies exclusivity, but that will be up to you.  Are
there any questions?"
   Melissa and Tom said, "No Sir."
   I said, "Good, now why don't you both stay down here and have a little
fun with Tom's family.  I have decided to take care of the girls myself."
   As Darlene and I were leaving, I heard Tom introduce Melissa to his step
mother as her new Mistress and when she didn't respond fast enough for him,
there was a crack and scream from Meghan and a "Yes, Master, Yes,
Mistress."
   We walked upstairs and found the girls in Kristal's bed; Kristal and
Suzie were pleasuring Nichol and Carrie and Angel were sixty-nining each
other's pussies.
   They were a little startled when we walked in, but didn't stop what they
were doing until Angel and Nichol both came screaming.
   I told them that I had changed my mind and was going to take their
virginities myself.  Angel squealed with delight and Nichol smiled and had
a pensive look on her face.
   I had Angel follow us back to our room and told the other girls to keep
Nichol hot until it was her turn.
   I can't say exactly why I changed my mind, but for some reason, I wanted
their virginity for myself.  I asked Angel how she wanted to be taken and
she told me to take her from behind and to do it fast and hard.  I arranged
her and Darlene in the sixty nine position and got behind her.
   Her young body was flushed and hot and she was trembling with
excitement. I amazed me that an eight year old could be so wet, but then
again her sisters had been licking her pussy for most of the afternoon.
   Darlene took me in her mouth and sucked and licked my dick until it was
good and wet.  She took my dick and rubbed it through Angel's pussy lips
and placed me in position.  I eased my dick into her and she was
surprisingly tight, but as I moved in, she slowly opened enough for me to
reach her hymen.  She moaned with the pleasure of her first dick in her
pussy.
   Angel said, "Do me hard and fast, Daddy."
   I pulled out until I was just inside her, and then pushed back in with
considerable force; I hardly felt her virginity tear as I went through it,
but could tell that she felt it, by the groan that rushed from her lips.
   I held myself still until she told me she was ready by wiggling her
hips. I started slowly to make certain that I was not hurting her and built
up spend and force, until I was pounding her like I did her mother.  She
came several times, holding my dick tightly in her, despite the
lubrication.
   Darlene was licking us at our joining and sucking on my balls.  Angel
had started to lick her mother's pussy, but got so caught up in her
pleasure that she was distracted from that task.  I so desperately much
wanted to cum with her the next time she came.
   I was close and when she started to cum, Darlene shoved two fingers in
my ass and I came too; hard and long, until it forced its way passed my
dick and dripping into Darlene's waiting mouth.  As I withdrew from Angel's
pussy, Darlene pulled it down to her mouth and sucked and licked until she
had every drop that she could reach.
   Angel turned and fell on my dick like a hungry animal; licking and
sucking until I was clean and not a sign of cum anywhere.
   Angel exclaimed, "God, Daddy that was the best fuck I ever had.  It
didn't hurt all that much when you took my cherry and the pain didn't last
very long either."
   "That's wonderful Honey," I said, "You were my best virgin all day."
   She slapped at me and said, "Silly, I'm the only virgin you've had
today."
   "While that may be true, that doesn't diminish the quality of your
virginity." I replied.
   I kissed her thoroughly and sucked her small nipples while fingering her
some more, and then I told her to go sent Nichol to us.  She bounced out of
the bed and hit the floor skipping with joy.
   Shortly, Nichol stuck her head around the corner of the door and Darlene
motioned for her to come on in and get on the bed with us.  She was
smiling, but had a look of apprehension and doubt in her eyes.  I made it
clear to her that we didn't have to do it if she didn't want to.
   "No Daddy, I really want to," she replied, "I'm just a little bit
afraid, 'cause it's my first time; I'm only six, you know."
   "Yes Honey, I do know and you are my very first six year old ever," I
replied, "And I promise to be extra careful not to hurt you any more than
normal.  Now, you tell me how you want to do it."
   She looked thoughtful for a minute and asked, "Daddy, what's the
difference between fucking and making love?"
   I had to think how to phrase what I wanted to tell her.  I said,
"Nichol, screwing or fucking and making love are the same physically; that
is, it is sex in all its forms and usually done for fun.  When two people
are in love and they want to share and show that love to the other person,
they spend extra time, so the other person knows that they are having sex
to show that love, not just for fun."
   Nichol's eyes brightened and her smile widened and she said, "That how I
want to do it, 'cause I want to show you how much I love you."
   "That's good Honey, because I love you too." I replied.  "Now what
position do you want to do it in; on top or bottom or from behind?  When
the guy is on top he controls the action; when the girl is on top she
controls it; and doggy-style, you can have pussy or butt."
   She answered, "I think I want to see how it is on top first."
   "Your wish is my command Princess," I replied.  I pulled her to me and
started kissing and stroking her; nibbling at her neck and tiny breasts and
fondling her little clit and pussy.  Darlene had descended onto my dick and
was sucking it feverishly, trying to get me to cum, to give Nichol the
longest possible screwing.
   I rolled over on my back and lifted Nichol up and set her on my mouth
and began to lick and suck her pussy and clit.  She started to wiggle and
squirm as her excitement built and even took my dick away from her mother.
She could only reach the tip but still did a reasonably good job; I came in
her mouth and she did her best to get it all but some of it ran down her
chin and cheeks.
   Darlene leaned in and kissed her and cleaned her face and my dick and
balls.  I lifted and turned her and placed her on my chest, her legs
hanging over my sides and the heat from her pussy burning on my stomach;
and I held her and told her that I loved her and we kissed some more.  She
told me when she was ready and I had her sit up and move down below my
dick.
   Nichol took my dick in her hands and stroked me as Darlene straddled my
legs behind her.  Darlene stood her up and had her squat over my dick until
it just touched her pussy.  Darlene used her own lubrication to wet my dick
and stroke it through Nichols pussy lips and center it up.
   She pulled Nichol down slowly until the head of my dick was just inside
her pussy; and then explained that it was up to her whether to go slow or
get it over fast.  Nichol asked her which was best and Darlene wrapped her
arms around her and said fast is usually best for most girls, but it was
her decision.
   Nichol whispered, "I want to do it fast, will you help Mommy?"
   Darlene said, "Sure Baby, when I count to three, just drop down and your
body weight will do the rest." Darlene started counting, but when she got
to two, she pushed down on Nichol and forced my dick all the way into
Nichol's little pussy.
   Damn, she was the tightest one of the group, and I didn't feel it when I
passed through her hymen, but she did and sucked in a whole lot of air; she
didn't make another sound for a few seconds and then she blew out the air
and groaned.
   I looked at her and smiled and said, "I think we need to teach your
Mommy how to count, HUH?'
   She answered, "Yes sir, but it didn't hurt as bad as the first time in
my butt and now it feels really nice and full up."
   Darlene told her to put her hands on my chest; she took her hips and
when she was ready, began to move her hips, first up and down my shaft, and
then in back and forth motions and lastly, circular movements.
   Nichol thanked Darlene and told her that she could do it now by herself
and she did using all the different movements as she could remember them,
switching from one to another and changing the pace and timing.  She was
doing a damn fine job; all the while looking into my eyes and smiling an "I
love you" smile.
   Her first climax was a small one and her second one was better.  On her
third one, she started to shake and tremble and her tight little pussy
began to pulse even stronger that with the first two.  At the height of her
orgasm, she clamped down on my dick with her whole body going rigid.  I
could not hold back any longer and filled her pussy and womb full of my
cum.
   She dropped on my chest hard, breathing in large heavy gasps air.  When
her trembling was over, I lifted her head to my face and kissed her full on
the mouth and even used a little tongue, which she responded to with hers
also.  Then I just held her close to me and told her how much I loved her
and how great our loving was, and that I could tell how much she loved me
too.
   She hugged my neck tight and kissed me again and came again from the
excitement of knowing that she was loved.  She fell asleep within seconds
after her last cum; we just lay there with her and stroked and caressed her
little body.
   It wasn't longer before the rest of the girls made their way into the
bedroom; even Tom and Melissa, being lead by Suzie, who had a death grip on
his dick.  Tom's step-mother and step-sisters were led crawling in on
leashes by Kristal, Carrie and Angel.
   Postscript. . .
   The truth is, I never would have believed that this lifestyle would ever
appeal to me, but it just shows that you never can tell what you will do in
any given situation, where beyond your wildest fantasy becomes available
for your taking.
   Over the next few months, the rest of the boys in the "club" made
available, photos of mothers, sisters, cousins and other females in the
neighborhood caught in every state of undress and a number of compromising
positions and situations.  Before the end of the year, I had screwed every
female within a two block radius; from five years to eighty and had thirty
plus slaves in training; wives, husbands and male and female children.  I
have also screwed about half of the women and girls in town.
   After fifteen years, Darlene and all six girls are still with me, plus a
dozen or so pussy slaves for me and my ladies pleasure.  We also have
twenty three naked little cherubs running around the house; fifteen of
which are girls.  There are also nine more pregnant bellies that will be
delivered in the next four months.
   Just to let you know the ratio of male to female is still high, but more
and more men are taking in more than one woman as wife and slave.  And
there are a number of women who are taking in both male and female slaves.
   Some day I may tell you more, but for now, this will have to do.
   THE END
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