"More potatoes, Ma'am?" Harvey asked his wife, Denise.

She had come to dinner, by invitation. Her 14 year old son Alex and her husband - and Alex's sex slave - Harvey had asked her to come over and talk.

Three days ago, she had discovered Harvey's secret life as a homosexual sex slave, and her son's role as his master. She sat stiffly, having barely touched her dinner, staring at her husband's naked body. Alex forbade Harvey from wearing clothes in the house, and picked his outfits when he went outside. All the man wore today was a series of black leather straps that bound his genitals.

Harvey's seven inch long cock was hard and red. His balls were separated by a thin thong running between them, and the thicker loop at their base pushed his scrotum outward. Denise had to admit it was an erotic sight, especially since Alex insisted that Harvey shave off all his body hair every day.

Denise felt a tingle between her legs as she gazed at her husband's erection, and the hairless scrotum bulging underneath.

"N- ahem! No. No thank you," she said quietly. Harvey backed away.

"No need to be polite," Alex said, "He's a slave now, not a man. Slave, come here and bend over and show me your asshole!"

Harvey hustled around the table and turned his back to his 14 year old son, bending at the waist and spreading his ass cheeks apart with a hand on each side.

"See?" Alex said, smiling, "He has no self esteem. You can tell him to do anything you want. Or do anything to him." The teenager reached for a butter knife and licked the handle, running his tongue wetly over the cool, slick metal while looking his mother in the eye

Denise blushed, but was unable to tear her eyes from her son's actions.

Smiling, Alex took the wet knife handle from his mouth and pressed it against Harvey's exposed anus. The man groaned as the slick metal shaft entered his rectum. With the knife half in his father's ass, Alex stopped pushing, leaving the slightly serrated blade protruding from his asshole.

He turned back to his mother and smiled. With his right hand, he cupped Harvey's balls and massaged them as he talked to her.

"You have to admit," he continued, "It's pretty handy having your own slave. Look how clean the house is." Denise had noticed the neatness of the house. She had expected it to be a mess without her here.

"You'd never have to clean again, right Slave?" he called over Harvey's shoulder.

Red-faced, Harvey was bent at the waist, staring at the floor.

"Yes, Master!"

Alex's hand moved from his father's scrotum to his ass, sliding along his butt cheeks and over his thighs and the small of his back.

Denise stared at the intimate contact. It didn't shock her as it used to. In fact, it kind of excited her, though she wouldn't admit that.

"Come on, let's go in the living room while my slave cleans up." Alex said, rising from his chair.

"Leave the knife where it is, Slave," he said.

"Yes, Master." Harvey gasped.

"That's gonna be hard," he confided to his mother as he led her to the living room, "The handle's pretty slippery."

"What if it falls out?" Denise asked, interested despite herself.

"Then he gets punished," Alex said, "Nothing too harsh," he replied to her shocked look, "Orgasm denial, public humiliation, that kind of thing."

They sat on the couch, side by side, while Harvey cleaned up. Alex called for coffee, and Harvey brought a cup for his wife, with cream and sugar to her taste. This time, she didn't thank or acknowledge the man.

As he walked away, Denise could see the knife had slipped out of his ass an inch, and wagged between his thighs like a tail. She looked sidelong at Alex.

"Yeah," he said quietly, "He's not gonna make it."

Denise caught her smile too late. Alex saw it and smiled back.

The wife and mother had spent the last three days reclusively, venturing from her motel room only when she needed to eat. She had called in sick for the week and spent a whole day crying. When she had exhausted herself, she let the circumstances run through her mind in endless loops. The situation was untenable. She either had to leave her husband or stay. If she left, would she try to take Alex? Should she report her husband's bizarre and illegal activities, and risk having her own marital indiscretions exposed?

She didn't even have the video evidence of her husband and son having sex. Alex had deleted it from his phone before her eyes. But Alex said he had copies of texts she had sent to her lovers.

So would she stay or leave? Could she live with the knowledge that her husband was a willing sex slave to her 14 year old son?

By the third day, the horror had worn off, and she was much more thoughtful about it. When Alex had called and invited her to dinner, she was able to accept the thought of returning.

And here she was, waiting to see what the rest of the evening had in store. To be honest, she was intrigued to see what her husband was willing to do. The idea that he would comply with any order was sexy as hell. Denise had always been the more dominant member in the marriage. In the back of her mind, she considered what she might have Harvey do if she were in charge.

When Harvey was finished cleaning, Alex ordered him into the room to stand in front of him and his mother. The knife was close to falling out, hanging with just an inch of the handle still in Harvey's ass.

"Spread your feet apart, Slave," Alex demanded, and Harvey adjusted his stance a little, struggling to keep his asshole clenched around the knife handle

"Farther." Harvey groaned as little by little he was told to spread his legs while trying to keep the knife in place.

Seeing that the handle was stuck by the widest part at the base, Alex reached out and took his father's hard cock in his hand and started jerking it. He turned to his mother.

"The ring at the base of his cock keeps it hard," he explained, "But it also keeps him from cumming." Denise watched, fascinated, as a clear drop oozed from Harvey's cock and was smeared around by Alex's fist. She could see the knife waving, ready to fall. Harvey's hairless balls bounced as his son jerked him off, and Denise liked how that looked too.

"I can keep him on edge for days," Alex said proudly, "It's even better when the harness is off, 'cause then I can bring him right to the edge and back off, over and over." Alex was staring intently at his father's cock, as if imagining how the sperm would blast from the hole in the end.

Alex released Harvey's cock when the knife slipped out of his ass and hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thump. The man looked down dejectedly, ashamed at having failed, though everyone knew that he would.

Alex leaned back on the couch, his shoulder brushing Denise's.

"I told you to hold that knife in your ass, Slave," he said sternly, turning quickly to his mother and dropping a wink.

"I'm sorry, Master."

"I'll think about how to punish you later," the boy said, "For now, let's see if we can find something big enough to stay put in that big asshole of yours." Alex turned to his mother.

"Would you like to join me?"

Confused, but a little excited, Denise allowed herself to be guided to her feet and into the kitchen. Harvey stood still, waiting.

Alex gathered up a few items from the kitchen, and Denise helped carry them into the living room, bemused.

"Here, Slave," Alex said, holding out a wooden spoon, "Stick this up your ass."

Harvey took the proffered item, and the bottle of vegetable oil his son handed him. He carefully poured some of the amber liquid on the handle, holding it over the coffee table. The nervous slave reached behind himself with both hands, one holding the spoon.

"Turn around and bend over, so we can see," Alex demanded, and Harvey complied. He stuck his ass out toward his wife and son while reaching back to press the handle against his anus. The thin wooden handle slid into Harvey's asshole easily.

"Good," Alex said, "Turn back around." Harvey turned, and Alex reached out to remove the leather harness from his father's cock and balls. The man stood still, but his face showed his relief.

"Now watch," Alex told his mother, "If his cock stays hard the whole time, you'll know he's loving it."

And Harvey was loving it. Alex made him do jumping jacks. The wooden spoon wagged behind him like a tail while his hard cock bobbed in front, slapping his belly in rhythm with his jumps. Alex glanced at his mother and saw her staring with rapt attention.

Eventually, the spoon fell out, and Alex let Harvey stop jumping. He stood waiting, panting and sweaty.

The teenager pointed at a carton on the table. "See how many of those eggs you can get in your asshole."

Denise sat with her mouth open, looking at Harvey's sweating face. There was a gleam in his eyes she had never seen, even past the blush of humiliation.

"Yes, Master," he said softly. He opened the carton and held an egg over the coffee table while he poured some oil on it, smoothing the slick liquid over the hard, white surface.

Turning again, Harvey pressed the cold, raw egg against his anus. He pushed carefully. If the shell broke, the sharp shards would be painful.

Alex looked at his mother to see her still staring intently as the egg slipped slowly into her husband's asshole. The pink, hairless ring of muscle spread apart reluctantly, until the widest part of the egg slipped through.

"All the way," Alex said, and they watched as Harvey stuck his index finger deep into his asshole, pushing the egg before it.

"Good," Alex said, "Now do another one."

Harvey was allowed to stop with four eggs in his ass.

Okay, push them out," Alex told his father, "But be careful!"

Harvey crouched with his butt close to the carpeted floor. Denise turned away as he pushed carefully. The first egg emerged slowly, dropping to the floor soundlessly. Alex leaned close to his mother and whispered in her ear.

"If he'll do this, what won't he do?"

His shoulder pressed against hers. When he leaned back, his left arm maintained contact with her right. She sat stiff and unmoving, but her gaze flicked repeatedly to the grotesque action in front of her. Giving in to her perverse desires, she watched the last 2 eggs emerge from Harvey's distended anus to drop to the carpet. A sheen of sweat shone on her forehead, and her tongue slid out of her mouth to lick her upper lip.

Alex leaned closer, his arm pressing hard against his mother's.

"Pretty hot, huh?" Denise nodded slowly. Alex turned to his panting father.

"Okay, now the carrot," he instructed. Harvey lifted the long orange vegetable. It was 10 inches long and 2-1/2 inches wide at the base, twisted and bumpy. Alex stopped him when he reached for the oil.

"You don't need that," he said, "There's enough oil in your ass already. Lay on your back and give us a show."

Harvey did as instructed, lying on his back on the carpet and putting his feet on the floor near his ass, his knees bent and his legs spread wide. The sex slave lifted his ass from the floor and pressed the pointed end of the carrot against his sphincter. The skinny end slid easily into his experienced hole, and Harvey had no trouble getting the first six inches of cold carrot up his ass.

But then it got thicker. Harvey pushed the carrot in and out, fucking himself, as his family watched him.

"Keep pushing, Slave," Alex said, and he pushed another couple of inches up his rectum. Now he was gasping with discomfort. The carrot was thick and hard, and he thought he had about reached his limit in how much he could get inside his ass.

"All of it," Alex commanded, and Harvey sobbed as he attempted to comply.

"Ahhhhhhh!" he cried as he pushed another inch into his ass. It was getting really painful now, and sweat coated his naked body.

Alex motioned for his mother to stand and follow him to Harvey's side. They knelt on either side of the suffering slave. Alex's cock was hard as a rock, and Denise noticed the prominent bulge it made in the front of his black jeans.

"See how he tries to obey?" Alex spoke about the man as if he couldn't understand, "He suffers at my command."

Denise watched, transfixed, as Harvey gritted his teeth and groaned in pain as he forced another fraction of an inch of the carrot into his asshole. She felt sorry for him and excited at the same time. Her nipples were hard, and she felt a trickle of sweat between her breasts.

"He would do the same for you, if I told him to," Alex said. Denise looked at him quizzically. Her son nodded.

"Slave," Alex addressed the sweating, panting man on the floor, "Obey your wife as you would me. Unless what she says countermands something I've told you."

"Uh - y-y-yes, Master," the man grunted. Alex looked at his mother over his struggling father's naked body.

"Go ahead," he said, nodding at the man.

Denise's blue eyes were wide and glittering. She smiled at Alex and looked down at her husband's naked body. She had always thought he had a nice build. He was wiry, if not overly muscular, and his small stature made his seven inch cock seem bigger than it was. Her gaze focused on Harvey's cock, which - as Alex had predicted - was still hard and oozing clear fluid.

"Push it the rest of the way in," she said. Harvey stared dazedly at his wife, clamped his jaw tightly, and pushed again. A high pitched cry escaped his lips as the long vegetable disappeared finally. His anus closed slowly over the blunt end of the carrot.

"I already told him to do that," Alex told her. His hand reached out and played with Harvey's left nipple.

Denise looked back at her husband.

"OK," she said, "Jerk off." She told him. It was all she could think of.

"But don't cum!" Alex said. Harvey took his cock in a shaking hand and started pulling on it slowly, gasping at the end of each stroke. He wanted to cum desperately, but didn't dare.

Alex let him jerk off for a few minutes, then got up, inviting his mother to do the same.

"OK, Slave" he said, "You can stop now."

He led Denise back to the couch and sat down next to her.

"Get up, Slave," he demanded, and Harvey got painfully to his feet.

"Now get the carrot out," he said. Harvey pushed carefully until he could get his fingers on the end of the carrot and pull it from his ass with a relieved sigh.

"Good," Alex said. He turned to his mother, "Wanna see him eat it?"

"Really?" she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Just tell him to," Alex said. Denise looked at her husband thoughtfully.

"Take a bite," she said. Harvey looked at Alex, then back at his wife, raising the carrot slowly to his mouth. He bit off a small piece and chewed. Denise leaned forward and watched as he swallowed.

"Again," she said, smiling as he complied. She had him take 2 more bites.

"Lick it," she said, and she turned to Alex and grinned when Harvey complied, running his tongue up the remaining eight inch length of the vegetable.

"Suck it like a cock" Denise said. She felt her pussy lips swell, and her labia were slick with her own juices as she exercised control over her husband.

"I want -" she started to say, then stopped when she realized who she was talking to.

"You want what?" Alex asked.

She rubbed her thighs through her skirt with her palms. She stared at her husband's cock while he sucked on the carrot.

"You want to take him upstairs?" Alex asked, and smiled when Denise nodded silently.

"You can have him," he said "You can even make him cum" Denise had risen from the couch before Alex finished speaking. She yanked the carrot from Harvey's grip and tossed it on the floor, taking his hand and dragging him to the stairs.

"Come on, Slave," Alex heard her say, "I want you to fuck me!"

"Perfect," the handsome youth said to himself. He followed his parents slowly, pausing at the door to their room to watch them fucking. Denise was naked, sitting atop her prone husband and riding his cock. Her tits bounced as she rose and fell, and Harvey's face was red and sweating as he struggled not to cum too soon.

Alex raised his cell phone and recorded his parents on video, just in time to see his mother scream through a huge orgasm. He filmed them until his father came. Spraying his semen all over his wife's belly and chest.

Later, Harvey came to Alex's room.

"Is she still here?" Alex asked as his naked father sat on the edge of the bed.

"Sleeping like a baby," Harvey answered.

"Lay on your back, I want to fuck you," Alex said. Harvey pulled his knees up and apart without being told, to make himself available. He groaned happily when his son's big cock slipped into his asshole.

"It'll be good to have Mom back," Alex said as he fucked his father, his face inches from Harvey's.

'Yes, Master," Harvey replied, panting.

"Having more people to obey will make you feel better too, don't you think?"

"Oh, yes, Master," Harvey gasped as Alex rammed his cock deep into his asshole.

"We'll have to be careful not to scare her away," the boy mused, "But I think she'll be OK." Alex smiled as he considered his plans for his mother. He pounded his father's ass harder as he came, dumping his load in Harvey's ass.

"Yeah" he repeated as his slave licked his cock clean, "I think she's gonna be just fine."