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Subject: {ASSM} The Climb to Contentment, chap 1-9 (Dom/sub M/f incest bondage)
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The Climb to Contentment

By Cablock          3-5-03
Cablock_7@hotmail.com

Chapter One

"Do you want to be home schooled? Is that what you want?"   Jim asked his 
fourteen year old daughter Jamie.  "Your mother and I have discussed this 
with you enough times I think!"

"No sir."  Jamie replied with a tear in her eye.

"Then obey the rules or that is exactly what we will do."  Jim growled at 
his daughter who had been a couple of hours late getting home from school.  
She had gotten home after dark again which really angered him.  He was not 
going to raise his children as heathens which is what every other family he 
knew seemed to be doing.

Jim gave his daughter a firm stare as he thought about how many more times 
he was going to go through this scene before he said to hell with it.  This 
would mean his wife Rachel would have to quit her job as a teacher's 
assistant, which meant giving up her salary which the family really needed, 
and begin home schooling their three kids.

None of their kids, Greg 16, Jamie 14, or Lisa 12 wanted home-schooling, the 
girls especially.  They saw this as the end of their social lives, pleading 
with their parents not to do this as it would mean losing all of their 
friends which would "warp" them for life.  Greg seemed most concerned about 
losing out on extracurricular activities feeling he could get over seeing 
his friends on a daily bases, after all there was always weekends.  Jim and 
Rachel tried to reassure their son that it was likely the local school would 
still allow him to participate in after school activities just as if he was 
a regular student.

"Now drop your pants young lady and let's get this over with."  Jim always 
had to deal with a ting of guilt when he spanked Jamie, as part of him felt 
she was too old for this but in the end he always came to the conclusion 
that for now martial punishment was the best he could do to control the 
situation.  He and his wife put in long hours at work and just did not have 
the energy as of late to work out a better solution.  Besides, he did feel 
considerable satisfaction after administering a sound spanking; he was after 
all a bit of a control freak.  He understood that this feeling of euphoria 
was in part sexual in nature; after all he got a much bigger rush from 
spanking his daughters then his son whom he no longer spanked.  Greg was 
much more responsive to being shammed then spanked.

Jim would have to hide his erection for a few minutes after spanking Jamie.  
He could manage that as the payoff later that day would be worth it.  He and 
Rachel would have a great time in bed later on when he rode her from behind. 
  "Damn", he thought as he fixed his eyes on the panty clad target Jamie 
presented, his wife really got into that type of fucking after a 
disciplinary session.  Rachel would be moaning like a bitch in heat as he 
slapped the cheeks of her ass while he fucked her doggy-style.

The rest of the family listened quietly from the kitchen where they could 
not see what was going on in the living room but each could imagine the seen 
as each, including Rachel, had gone through this numerous times.  Jamie 
would be standing up against a chair or other piece of furniture with her 
pants around her ankles as her dad laid into her panty covered ass with 
considerable force.  Jim made sure a spanking not only humiliated but hurt.

A piercing slap followed by a troubled "ONE", which was voiced by Jamie.  It 
was the victim's job to count aloud the strokes and to ponder how many more 
there would be as Jim never told before hand.

Rachel kept a solemn look on her face as she looked from Lisa to Greg and 
listened as Jamie counted slowly to fifteen.  She would be sore for a day 
her mother thought, hoping that the lesson would be remembered.  Jim was in 
charge of this family and the kids needed to be reminded that his word, and 
almost to the same extent her word, was law in this household.  She tried to 
put out of her mind thoughts of the sex she and Jim would have later but 
thoughts of being dominated by an aroused husband often won out over other 
thoughts.  "Damn", she though to herself with some guilt, "I'm really 
horny."

Jim and Jamie returned to the kitchen and the family sat down for the 
evening meal.  Jamie's eyes were red and she was sniffling as well as 
fidgeting in her chair.  She kept her eyes fixed on her food and hoped the 
meal would go quickly.

Jim sat pondering for a moment then announced the decision he had privately 
come too.  "I'm going to give someone else disciplinarian status over you 
kids", as he looked from Jamie to Lisa.

The kids did not understand what there father meant but it sounded ominous.

"Greg", there father said, "I'm going to put you in charge of Lisa and Jamie 
during the day when your mother and I are at work.  You will place all other 
activities secondary to this task ... no exceptions!"

There was a moment of silence before Greg finally ventured an "I'm not sure 
what you mean dad."

"In other words you will be home when ever it is appropriate for Lisa and or 
Jamie to be in this house during those times that your mother and I are 
unavailable.  Much like you have been doing already but to a much greater 
degree."

Everyone had stopped eating and was now listening intently to Jim.

Jim went on to say.  "I know we have tried to arrange your schedule, Greg, 
so that you are at home after school when your sisters are but it has not 
always worked out.  We have had times when the two of them have been alone 
and your mother and I do not want that.  They are two young ladies and as 
such should be chaperoned whenever possible."

Lisa did not like the sound of this and was pretty sure that Jamie was not 
going to either but had the suspicion that Jamie had not caught on yet to 
the just of the conversation.  Jamie could be a bit dense at times.

"Lisa!"  Jim growled.  He had gotten the impression from her body language 
that she was thinking she might have something to say about the arrangement. 
  She needed to be reminded that she did not.

"You will do as you're told by me, by your mother and BY YOUR BROTHER!  Is 
that clear?"

"Yes sir."  Lisa sheepishly replied.  When her father said things like this 
with the conviction in his voice that he now had she knew the law had just 
been laid down.  Thoughts of her brother lying on the couch lording over his 
sisters came to her mind and she found it not unappealing.  She loved her 
brother, he was actually a pretty good guy and as such she liked pleasing 
him.  She just hoped he did not make her fetch things for him all the time ... 
that would get old real quick.

Lisa focused again on what her father had been saying just in time to catch 
him say "...if he needs to he has my permission to spank either of you.  And 
if I find out that you or Jamie resist when he decides to spank you there 
will be hell to pay."

Greg was not enjoying this conversation at all.  Sounded to him like he was 
getting stuck with a whole lot more work after school and was going to take 
the blame for everything that happened with his sisters from now on.  
Spanking had some appeal but he did not want his sisters to hate him.

"We will discuss this later this evening after your mother and I talk things 
over.  You kids cleanup the dishes and attend to your homework and other 
chores."

Jim motioned to his wife, saying "come on dear lets leave them to 
contemplate, I'm sure they will come up with some questions."  He and Rachel 
then proceeded up the stairs to the master bedroom.



Jim closed the door to the bedroom and then spoke to Rachel in a tone of 
voice that conveyed both authority and urgency.  "Show me your tits honey".

Rachel quickly stripped off her blouse and removed her bra and presented her 
tits to her husband.  She expected him to caress her in a hurried but gently 
fashion but was surprised when he firmly grabbed both her nipples and pulled 
upward until she exhaled sharply.

"I'm going to ride you hard!" was all he said as he released her right 
nipple with his left hand and grabbed her hair pulling her head back to 
allow him to suck on the nap of her neck.  He nearly gave her a strong 
hickey then and there but refrained himself, she did have to be presentable 
at school the next day after all.

He began telling her what he was about to do to her using an occasional 
vulgar word knowing that Rachel abhorred vulgarities but at times got turned 
on by him when he used them.  "Going to mount you from the rear baby ... going 
to slap that fine ass of yours until it glows red."

As he spoke to her he continued to control the movement of her head, keeping 
it tilted back, while alternating between pulling sharply upward on her left 
tit and gently rotating it between his fingers.  Rachel tried at times to 
relieve the pressure on her tit by both standing on her tiptoes and using 
her hands to grasp her husbands waist and push her self upward all the time 
moaning "umm ... umm".

Jim decided to exert a little more control over Rachel then he normally did 
as she was really getting excited and he figured he could get away with more 
so long as they both enjoyed it.

"Put your hands behind you baby and keep them there."

Rachel complied while letting out a moan followed by a drawn out "p l e a s 
e" as he pulled a little bit harder on her hair and on her tit.  He would 
then release her tit momentarily so he could slap Rachel on the ass.  The 
fabric of her skirt muffled the impact but Jim silently hoped that the kids 
could hear it down stairs anyway and considered making sure that later on 
when he rode Rachel that the slapping would be a lot louder.

"Hush." Jim commanded as he let up on her.  "Time for me to drop a load in 
you baby ...time for you to please me."

"Yes...yes" she responded as Jim directed her to the bed while helping her 
remove her skirt and panties while almost simultaneously stripping himself.

She positioned herself as directed, on her knees and elbows in the center of 
the bed.  He moved up quickly behind her on his knees and began a long 
series of slap's on her ass which she took quietly at first but then voiced 
a "please not so hard dear".

He ignored her stating instead "you have forgotten to count" after which he 
almost added the word "slut" but figured he would be pushing it if he did.

Rachel began to count as Jim continued to spank.  He slowed, striking 
sometimes high on her shapely ass and sometimes on her upper thighs.  He 
also occasionally rubbed his rock hard cock along her slit gauging the 
wetness of her pussy which was now soaked.

After a few minutes he announced "Going to fuck you now baby" while he 
simultaneously plunging his cock deep within her and while reaching forward 
to grasp her hair.  He had pulled her hair in the past at times while he 
fucked her doggy-style but now did so with more purpose.

He was planning to cum in a short time so his thrusts quickly became rapid 
in pace.  He then pulled Rachel's head back as far as he could without truly 
hurting her and bringing his face close to hers he issued commands saying 
"I'm going to take my pleasure now from your pussy ...you are here at this 
moment only to give me pleasure."

Rachel kept her eyes closed as her husband, and now master it would seem, 
commanded her further.

"Your are to remain silent until told otherwise.  Do you understand?" Jim 
voice was raised and he was accenting every syllable.

"Yes" Rachel replied in a voice that conveyed complete submission.

Jim began to ride her harshly, slamming his cock into her while keeping her 
head pulled backed and while raining slaps down upon her ass.

Damn this was great Jim thought to himself as he concentrated on pulling his 
cock out just the right amount so he could then slam it home again with full 
force.

Rachel kept as silent as she could; reveling in the amount of pleasure she 
was obviously giving her husband.

"Fuck ... Fuck ...take it BITCH " he yelled as he shot his load and then 
collapsed on his wife.

He lay on top of her for a while gently caressing her ass and maintaining 
control of her head my holding her long hair.  Rachel tried to gently and 
slowly shift into a new position but Jim simply pulled tightly on her hair 
preventing movement by her.

She remembered to remain silent during all of this which pleased the both of 
them.

Fifteen or twenty minutes later Jim pulled his wife around so she could lie 
comfortably on her back.  He spoke almost to himself, "I'm not sure I could 
stop this type of sex play now even if I wanted to."

He looked her in the eye and continued, "I expect a lot more of this from 
you in the future.  Please speak up against it now or ..."  He shrugged.

Rachel responded after a short pause, "I'm not going to speak up against it 
dear.  I think that this is what you want and like and ...I want to make you 
happy."

Jim smiled at her, "Having control of you is an intoxicant second to 
nothing.  It makes all of my efforts at work and elsewhere in life seem 
meaningful.  I don't know that they would seem so otherwise."

After a kiss on her forehead he said, "I don't plan to discuss with you what 
I may and may not do with you when it comes to sex, or for that matter in 
any other part of our relationship.  I will simply do it."

There, he said it.  His pulse quickened as he waited for a negative or 
ambiguous response like "I'm not sure why you feel this way" or "I need to 
think about this dear" but instead she replied differently.

"I will simply accept it dear", she replied, "because I love you and for 
reasons I don't understand I like it when you make decisions for me."
Jim smiled and hugged her.

"Let's take a shower and then have a talk with the kids", Jim said.

He was thinking while they showered about how much control he would be able 
to funnel to Greg.  He now wanted to find out just how far a man (and his 
son) could drive the women of the family toward complete submission.  He 
wanted everyone to be happy and content and figured there was no reason, 
short of scruples, why he could not accomplish the building of a household 
that fit his growing desire for control.




Chapter Two

The whole family was gathered in the living room to hear Jim detail the new 
guidelines concerning the behavior he expected of his three children 
particularly his daughters.  The lecture basically centered on giving Greg 
the responsibility and authority for the day to day activities of his two 
sisters.  He could discipline as he saw fit and the girls had to live with 
that.  If he went too far with some type of punishment then their father 
would let Greg know and would then take the appropriate actions to see it 
that it was not repeated.  The girls were to always cooperate when it came 
to being disciplined by Greg, adding that it would be a far greater offense 
to their father (and to Greg) to resist as opposed to the original 
transgression.

Jim made it clear that failure meant home schooling, like it or not.

Everyone was quite after he finished until Rachel spoke up.

"Girls, if you can't commit fully to this then I suggest you tell your 
father now so we can save Greg a whole lot of troubles."

Lisa thought for a moment and then replied, "We can try mom but do you 
really want him to spank us, I mean I never heard of any of my friends 
having brothers that do that."

"I will not have you growing up to become any thing less then a productive 
citizen." her father replied.  "What other families do is not your concern.  
Is that understood young lady?"

"Yes, sir", Lisa replied, looking down at the floor.

"Do you understand Jamie?"

"Yes, sir", Jamie replied, giving her dad that "I'm here to obey look" that 
she was so good at.

Damn, Jim thought to himself, why can't all daughters be as pliable as 
Jamie; the world would run so much smoother.

"Dad", Greg said, "I think that unless we all take some sort of pledge or 
maybe some sort of training we will just go back to the way we were.  I mean 
I don't know if there is a way to teach Lisa and Jamie to listen to me short 
of me bullying them but unless there is I don't see how I can do what you 
ask."

"Then its home schooling", Jim replied.

"No, please dad give us a chance", Lisa pleaded, "I promise that I will 
change.  Greg can tell me to do anything he wants and I'll do it.  I'll 
clean his room; I'll go to bed when he tells me ... anything I promise."

Jim wondered if Greg's cock was hard, he knew his was, still he was inclined 
to believe that the girls could not commit for long to obeying their 
brother.
"Jamie you've been pretty quiet", Jim remarked.

"I will do it daddy like you want me to, but can Greg promise not to spank 
very hard and not to tell me to do embarrassing things.  I mean I don't want 
my friends to think I'm weird."

Jim replied, "If Greg has you do things you don't like ... well you do them, I 
will not tolerate you disobeying him...then afterwards you can always come to 
me and we can discuss it."

"Will that work for you girls?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, I think we can do it", Lisa replied as she got an enthusiastic node 
from Jamie.

"I still think we need some kind of pledge", Greg remarked.

"I will work up a ceremony that is agreeable to everyone", Jim said, "I will 
also take the next couple of days off from work to get you girls started 
down the right path.  Understood?"

Both Jamie and Lisa replied with a quick "yes, sir."

"Until then let's start this off by you girls curtsying in front of Greg, 
addressing him as sir, while looking him in the eye and promising to obey 
him as you obey me", Jim said, adding "If I hear a smirk or any sign that 
you are not sincere I will give both of you a spanking that will have you 
sleeping on your stomach tonight because your butt will be too sore for you 
to sleep on your back."

"Please, girls", Rachel said with emotion, "if you think you can't do this 
then say so."

There was silence for a moment after which Jim glanced at Jamie and said "Do 
it or tell me you can't, and don't worry about him spanking too hard, you're 
a big girl, you can take it."

Jamie got up slowly but then paused, unsure of just how to do this.

Greg spoke up and motioned for her to come before him, "Let's just do this 
Jamie, I won't abuse my authority I promise."

"How do you address him now, Jamie?" Jim asked.

Jamie walked up to Greg and looked him in the eye.  When she did this she 
felt a great sense of relief which allowed her to continue, "Sir, I promise 
to obey you as if you were daddy."

Greg made what Jim considered a brilliant move, he reached out and hugged 
Jamie tightly and kissed her on the cheek and said, "thank you Jamie."

Lisa then did essentially the same thing, after which everyone smiled and 
all tension seemed to be lifted from the room.

Jim paused to enjoy the moment while trying to determine if Greg had an 
erection.  Jim was semi-hard and knew that a lot of pre-cum was soaking into 
his shorts.  Time to ride his wife again he decided.  He then made eye 
contact with Rachel, giving her a firm stare which caused her to fidget and 
look down.

"Greg, I want you to dismantle the cable connection, no more cable TV until 
you establish your authority firmly with your sisters", Jim added.

"Yes, dad", Greg replied.

"You girls follow Greg around the house for the rest of the evening, I want 
you to get used to being together while being civil to one another.  Before 
you turn in tonight I want Greg to give a spanking to both of you, and a 
hard one at that.  I don't want any psychological barriers to prohibit Greg 
from disciplining you so let's get the first spanking out of the way."

Jim was rock hard now and was in the process of herding Rachel upstairs as 
he spoke to the kids.  When they were in the upstairs hallway he spoke 
softly to Rachel, saying "Remember when I last took pleasure from your pussy 
Rachel."

"Yes", she replied.

"About a couple of hours ago wasn't it ... well I'm about to do it again."  As 
they entered the bedroom he continued, "And I just might shoot a load down 
your throat."

This shocked Rachel, she gave him head occasionally but he never came in her 
mouth, always preferring to shoot on her tits...she did not care for the taste 
of cum.

She did not say anything though but simply waited for Jim to direct her 
which he did, placing her on her knees next to the bed.  Jim closed the door 
and addressed his wife.
"Your going to obey aren't you?"

"Yes", Rachel replied.

"Tell me what you're going to do Rachel."

"I'm going to pleasure you with my mouth", Rachel replied.

Jim was not surprised she did not use a term like "blow-job" or even use the 
word "cock".  Rachel was a lady and ladies did not say such things.  Jim 
decided he was going to force such words out of her.

"Use the words "cock" and "cum" to describe what I'm going to have you do", 
Jim demanded.

Rachel looked at him briefly but avoided his eyes and then said, "I'm going 
to suck on your cock and watch you cum."

"Watch me cum Rachel!" Jim growled, "Your going to get at least twenty slaps 
on the ass honey for not saying it right.  Now tell me how your going to 
swallow every drop of my cum."  He then grabbed her by the hair and 
forcefully draped her over the edge of the bed exposing her ass which was 
still covered.  He then lifted her skirt and violently pulled down her 
panties.

"Say it Rachel", he commanded.  He then laid into her bare ass with ten 
quick strokes using nearly all the force he could muster.

The slapping sounds were surprisingly loud to both of them and Jim had no 
doubt that the kids could hear it.  Rachel was not thinking of the sound but 
rather the pain.

"Ow ... ow ... ow, oh please, please", Rachel pleaded.

"You know what you are to say bitch, now say it", Jim demanded.

He had stopped spanking her and was once again directing her to her knees by 
pulling on her hair.

"Keep your skirt up so I can see your pussy."

Rachel quickly complied.

"Now say it", Jim demanded again but now I want you to plead for the 
privilege.

Rachel quickly caught her breath and said, "...please sir, I know I am to suck 
your cock and swallow every drop of your cum.  It is my place to do so as 
you desire.  If there is anything else I can do to please you please tell 
me."

"Damn right", Jim touted, "there is some other things.  After you blow me 
I'm going to take a little knap during which you will shave your pussy bald. 
  Got it!"

"Yes, sir", Rachel urgently replied.  She was not sure how she would 
accomplish the shave but determined to do her best to get it done quickly.

"After I'm rested and have fingered your bald pussy I'll get back to 
finishing the spanking since you failed to count out the strokes."  Jim then 
stripped off his clothes, walked up to his kneeling wife and stuck his cock 
into her mouth.  Working his cock in and out while pulling on her hair was 
really making his day.  The slurping sounds, mixed with the sounds of her 
frantic breathing, was music to his ears.

When she let her skirt slip down too much he slapped her face, not too hard 
but hard enough to get her complete attention.

"Up with the skirt Rachel", he commanded.
He then paused, taking his cock out of her mouth.  He looked down at her 
while she caught her breath and lifted her skirt higher.  It was good to be 
in control he thought.  I wonder how far I can push her...damn I'll bet she 
would bring Jamie up here right now to watch her blow me if I told her too.  
Don't think she would let Jamie participate yet but maybe I can work up to 
that, though I'm not sure I would ever do it.  Don't want to break by little 
girl's heart, have to get Jamie to want to watch first.  Not sure if it can 
be done.

Jim stuck his cock back in and told Rachel, "I'm going to shoot cum down 
your throat baby, get ready."  He quickened his thrust trying to get as much 
cock down her throat as he could but backing off just in time to prevent her 
from gagging.

Jim planned to face fuck her a while longer but wanted Rachel to think he 
was about to shoot.  After all anticipation was half the fun.

Rachel was doing her best, lots of pre-cum was now seeping down her throat 
but so far it was not bothering her.  She tried to prepare herself for when 
he came hoping desperately that she would not gag.  She was really starting 
to get off on pleasing her husband, it gave her a high that lasted much 
longer then any orgasm and blotted out most of the discomfort he was causing 
her.

"Your hot baby", he was saying to her, "damn you look sexy sucking on my 
cock.  You're a fine... fine... bitch and I'm going to cream down your throat 
any second."

Jim was toying with her now; he had been saying he was close to coming for 
the last 3 or 4 minutes.  When Rachel started showing signs of fatigue he 
decided to end this face fuck.

"I swear bitch, if you don't swallow all my cum I'm going to take a belt to 
your ass until it's stripped liked a tiger's", Jim said to her as his balls 
tightened as did his grip on her hair.

"Fuck...Fuck ... F U C K", he yelled as he came, "Take it... take it".

When his balls were drained and Rachel had stopped her swallowing he pulled 
her head back and said to her, "You're a damn good cock sucker Rachel, damn 
good."  He purposely used her name instead of calling her baby or bitch as 
he thought this would drive her even further into submission, preventing her 
from separating their love play from other aspects of their relationship.

Chapter Three


Rachel was lost in thought as she prepared breakfast.  She had so many 
things to remember to do today and so many things to think about.  Jim had 
instructed her the night before to commit to overtime at the school where 
she worked as a teacher's aid.  "But don't count on using that extra money 
for anything, I've got it earmarked for equipment and the like... things to 
enhance our play" Jim had said.

She was a bit apprehensive and yes ... she had to admit to herself a little 
excited.  They had not employed sex toys much in their marriage and she was 
wondering what was available these days at one of those disgusting adult 
bookstores located downtown.  Her pulse quickened as she pictured Jim 
walking into one and picking out a dildo for her or ... god forbid ... a paddle 
or some other leather object.  She just hoped he was discrete, she did not 
want to have to explain to her friends why her husband was seen leaving a 
sex shop.

Jamie and Lisa came into the kitchen and greeted their mother with a kiss on 
the cheek.

"You girls doing ok" Rachel asked.

"Our bottoms are sore...Greg really hits hard" Lisa replied as she thought to 
herself "before today I would have used the word `butt' instead of `bottom'" 
but she now felt that she should not risk being overheard by dad or Greg as 
she just might get spanked for it.

Rachel and Jamie each let out a chuckle to her obvious reference to the 
spanking Greg had been instructed to give her and Jamie yesterday evening.

"Don't be overheard Lisa!" Rachel warned, "I'm not going to get between you 
and Greg when it comes to a spanking."

Rachel was a little unsure as to her place in this new order that Jim had 
established but was content in the belief that Jim would instruct her.  He 
had done some of that last night, telling her not to be concerned about 
being home less in order to work overtime as Greg would fill in for her.  
"You are to concentrate more on pleasing me." He had said, adding "you are 
becoming by dream wife, I want as much of your time as I can have.  I want 
you thinking of me when we are apart, all other burdens shall be lifted from 
you my love."

Jim walked into the kitchen and greeted them each with a kiss on the cheek 
and a cheerful "good morning." After which he instructed the girls to go 
assist Greg with anything that he needed before they went off to school.

When they had left the kitchen he went up to Rachel and placed a hand in the 
small of her back and then slid his fingers down under the waist band of her 
slacks and panties.  "Kind of hard to get access to your pussy Rachel when 
your wearing pants." He said softly.  "See that it does not become a habit ... 
understand?"

"Yes dear" Rachel replied.

"The correct response is `Yes sir'." Jim said in a slow deliberate fashion.

"Yes sir" Rachel responded.

"Pick up some KY-jelly honey before you get home from work." He said in a 
casual tone.  "I will be plumbing the depths of your ass later today I 
think."

Rachel looked into Jims eyes looked away then looked back.  Jim was sure he 
had just ignited a little lust in her.

"Now go up stairs and change dear." He then hugged her close and whispered 
in her ear "I want to feel some wet panties before you go off to work today... 
understand?"

"Yes sir."

He then sent her off toward the stairs with a sharp smack on her ass that 
produced a little squeal from her.  "Damn... what a babe I have to train" he 
said to himself.



When Greg came into the kitchen Jim questioned him about how things were 
going with the girls.  Greg replied that things were going good so far and 
when asked whether he found slapping a fine female ass to his liking Greg 
seemed to relax a bit and laughed with his dad.

"Training a girl, whether a lady like your mother, or young ones such as 
your sisters, does not have to be a burden Greg." Jim ventured.  "As long as 
you take this seriously I see no reason why you... and myself also... can't get 
our rocks off so to speak."

Jim used to talk with his son like a buddy would from time to time but had 
not done so for while.  Greg missed that and was pleasantly surprised by his 
dad's tone.

"Don't get me wrong buddy...everyone needs to be happy and content, and there 
is no reason why the girls can't be instructed to put you and I first and 
still be completely happy.  Follow me son?"

"Yea dad!"

"I don't think that all families should be this way, Greg, I have simply 
made the decision that our family will be this way and I intend to see that 
it gets done."

Jim continued, "You and I can take a lot of the burdens in life off the 
girls and put them on our shoulders.  They will come to appreciate this 
buddy.  Girls have a tougher life out there being more vulnerable and all.  
This will allow them more time to be ... well girls."

Rachel had just walked in and was now wearing a dress.

"You look much better in a dress dear." Jim remarked.

"Thank you dear" she responded.

"Greg, go and see that the girls don't come into the kitchen until I say it 
is ok."  Jim was staring hungrily at his wife when he said this and was 
wondering if Greg noticed.

When Greg walked out Jim lifted up Rachel's dress and felt for a wet spot on 
her panties... he was not disappointed.

Rachel kept nervously glancing back toward the living room and final worked 
up the courage to say "Please honey I don't want you to be doing this in the 
kitchen."

"I'm not asking for permission." Jim said in a low tone as he pushed aside 
her panties and worked two fingers into her pussy.  He then began to work 
them in and out at a good pace.

"You got yourself wet quick upstairs...how did you do it ... or were you simply 
wet by the time you got to the bedroom?"

"A little of both." She said softly.  "I played with myself through my 
panties before putting the dress on."

"Good... good," Jim replied as he stared intently at her face while increasing 
the pace of the finger-fuck.

"Think I can bring you off?" Jim asked.

"I don't know... I'm really not comfortable."  She complained.

"Close your eyes and let yourself go."  Jim instructed as he grabbed her 
hair with his free hand and pulled her head back and slightly to the side so 
that anybody who looked in to the kitchen would see that `she was under 
control.'

Rachel was moaning regularly now and had grabbed Jim's wrist to try and 
control the pace.

"Put your left leg up on the counter and put your hands behind you" Greg 
hissed as he finger-fucked her faster.  After a couple of minutes or so he 
temporarily let go of her hair so he could loosen a couple of buttons of her 
dress then he managed to get her right tit to flop free of the dress.  After 
grabbing her hair again he took in as much tit flesh as he could into his 
mouth, just above the nipple and proceeded to suck as hard as he could.

She had been moaning "ooh...ooh... ooh" until he started the hickey after which 
she began moaning "nooh... nooh."  Her pussy was now beginning to grip his 
fingers and Jim could feel a tremor coming forth from within her.

"Cum... baby... cum" Jim said loudly.

"Ogod ...ogod... ooogoood." Streamed forth from Rachel's mouth as she came.
"That's it baby ... that's it" Jim continued to say until Rachel began to 
slump back on to the counter which was when Jim slowed his finger-fucking 
down to about a stroke every other second.  He helped Rachel lie prone on 
the counter, moving the toaster out of the way so she could put her head 
down.

Jim then pulled his fingers out of her pussy and stuck them between her 
lips.  Rachel accepted them willingly.

"You're a beautiful obedient bitch Rachel" Jim remarked, after which he 
walked toward the living room.

All three kids were sitting in the living room; Jim guessed Greg had 
instructed them to sit.  Lisa had an apprehensive look on her face, Jamie 
was mostly staring at the carpet and Greg was trying to look cool, putting 
on an air of nonchalance.

"Time for you kids to get off to school isn't it?"

"Yea it is dad" Greg replied.  "Come on Jamie ... Lisa let's go."  Greg then 
motioned for the girls to head out the normal way which was through the 
kitchen.

When the kids entered the kitchen they found their mother sitting at the 
table trying to compose herself.

"Have a good day at school girls." Rachel said.  She avoided making eye 
contact with Greg who kissed her on the cheek then ushered his sisters out 
the back door.

Jim came into the kitchen after the kids left.  "You got time for a blow-job 
honey" he asked.

"No" Rachel replied as she squatted in front of her husband.  She then 
unzipped his fly and began fishing out his cock which was rock hard.

"I want you to get used to squatting... `Cause you look so damn sexy down 
there."

She began sucking and licking his cock and managed to free his balls from 
his pants.  Rachel was planning to implement all sorts of oral moves but was 
cut short when Jim grabbed her hair with both hands.

"Put your hands on your knees... time to turn this into a face-fuck." Jim 
commanded.

He watched in ecstasy as his wife's red lips moved up and down on his cock.
"Baby I'm going to pull out before I come and shoot my load on the floor" he 
announced.

"Know why!" he said in a rhetorical tone.  "Because then I can watch you 
lick it up baby... That will give you an incentive to have the girls keep the 
kitchen floor clean."

He was really getting turned on now and thought to him self, "time to use 
the bitch word."

"Bitch are you ready to do this?" he blurted out.

Rachel could only mumble a reply.

"Hard to talk with a big old cock in your mouth ... uh BITCH" Jim spat.

Another minute passed with Jim pumping his cock in and out of Rachel's mouth 
by half thrusting his hips and half pulling her head forward by her hair.

"Time to shoot!" he yelled as he pulled out and took two steps back.  He 
grabbed his cock with his right hand and jerked it furiously before a load 
of cum shoot out onto the floor.

"Lick it up" Jim barked as he flopped into a chair.

Rachel, already resigned to her fate, dropped to her hands and knees before 
the closest puddle of cum.

"Get your knees off the floor Rachel." Jim commanded.

Rachel struggled but finally managed to get her mouth near the drop of cum 
while keeping her knees off the floor.

"Stop!" said Jim.  "Your going to soil your dress ... come here."

Jim pulled the dress over Rachel's head, smug with the knowledge that he was 
prolonging her distress by causing a delay in her licking.

"Do it now honey ... but go very slow... I like to watch that sexy tongue of 
yours soak up my cum."

She positioned herself again and reached out slowly with her tongue and 
scoped up the first drops.  Rachel felt like she was having an out of body 
experience and pondered why she gave no thought to disobeying Jim.

Jim stroked his cock while he directed Rachel to go slower then she was.  
Her arms began to tremble after she had licked up the four closest cum 
drops.  Jim then commanded her to stop.

"Get up." He said, "Now squat."  Jim then reached down from his chair and 
scooped up the rest of the cum one drop at a time with a finger, placing 
each on Rachel's tongue while he watched her face closely as she swallowed 
each.

When all the cum was gone Jim sat back in his chair and instructed Rachel to 
sit in his lap.

"You are no longer allowed to wear a bra or panties while in this house."  
He told her.  "You will put them on in the garage before you leave and take 
them off in there before you come in the house.  Tits like yours should hang 
free and always be accessible."

"Now put your dress on and head out to work.  I want you to drive in with 
the taste of cum in your mouth."

Rachel got dressed smiled at her husband and then headed for the backdoor.

"Have a nice day at work my love." Jim called out as she left.


Chapter Four


Jim had taken the day off and decided to spend the first part of it surfing 
the Internet for information and stories on BnD. "Good old Bondage and 
Discipline," he said aloud as he pulled up some pictures of women bond in 
various positions.

He continued to view pictures and read stories for most of the day, planning 
out the rest of the day for his kids and his wife.  Some of the suspension 
bondage intrigued him, "One of the girls should be trained to handle this," 
he thought, "Rachel is a little old for hanging."

Lisa got home around 3:30 PM shortly before Jim expected Greg and Jamie as 
their school was further from home.

After greeting her and getting a kiss on the cheek from her Jim asked her 
how her day had went and if things were ok between her and Greg.  She said 
things went well today and that Greg was really trying hard to make 
everything ok for her.  Lisa really seemed to appreciate Greg's attitude 
toward his role, and she seemed genuinely enthusiastic toward accepting her 
role under Greg.

"Go up to your room honey, I'll call you down when Greg gets home," said 
Jim.

"Yes daddy," Lisa responded and then proceeded up the stairs.

When Greg and Jamie arrived Jim greeted them like he had Lisa and told Jamie 
to go up to her room while he spoke with Greg.  After she left Jim had Greg 
come into the den and sit down with him.

"I've been working on a ceremony for the girls to complete," Jim began.  
"They will kneel before you with their forehead on your feet for starters."

Greg nodded his head and listened politely.

"They will be naked of course."  Jim smiled as he said this.

Greg's eyes widened and then he smiled at his dad.  "Wow dad" was all he 
said.
"Don't be too concerned about having the ceremony right away; I need some 
feedback from you on when the girls will be reasonably comfortable doing 
this.  Always remember everyone has to be content and happy or we stop this 
type of training and you kids get home schooled."

"I understand dad, just not sure how to prepare them for the ceremony... I 
mean they might freak out when I tell them to take their clothes off... or 
will you tell them?"

"I can run the ceremony Greg," Jim replied, "don't worry about it, it's a 
ways off.  I do need you to get some commitments out of them today, however. 
  I want you to make a show of going through their closets and dresser draws 
and removing things you don't like.  Now you do not have to give them 
reasons necessarily... I want you to get skilled on not being put in the 
situation were they can demand answers from you, understand?"

"I think so dad, I've had a few coaches that were good at keeping the guys 
from questioning them.  They could then get the guys to concentrate on 
following orders no matter what they were without the guys even thinking 
about objecting," Greg said.

"Exactly, Greg" Jim replied.

"Now I want you to go up to their rooms and do the inspection and make sure 
you have them show you what underwear they are wearing.  Be crafty now... look 
for an excuse to have them remove their panties... I will be in the background 
providing guidance and I think we both want a shot at seeing some naked ass. 
  I am really curious how developed they are."

Greg proceeded up to Lisa's room.  Jim's plan was to wait a minute or two 
before showing up so it would not appear too contrived.

Greg walked into Lisa's room and proceeded to tell her what dad needed him 
to do which was to inspect all of her clothes and remove what clothing was 
not appropriate.

"Well what's not appropriate?" Lisa asked innocently.

"Dad does not want you questioning me on this things Lisa." Jim replied as 
he starting going through her dresser.  "If you need clarification go ask 
dad."

Lisa frowned and fidgeted but was clearing not egger to ask her dad.

Greg starting making a pile of things on the floor that he did care to see a 
girl wearing.  He liked girls to wear tight clothes and short skirts.

"Oh Greg... That's my favorite shirt," Lisa whined.
"Lisa... don't make this more difficult.  You need to earn these clothes now, 
dads working on a ceremony for you and Jamie to do and part of that involves 
wearing or not wearing certain things." Greg said as he worked, hoping he 
was making enough sense that he did not sound like an idiot.

"Ok... but what am I supposed to wear?" she asked.

"Greg will pick out your clothes every morning for you honey."  Jim said 
from the doorway.  He had quietly come up the stairs so he could listen and 
watch as Greg worked.  "After you bath in the morning you will stand here 
beside your bed with a towel wrapped around and wait for Greg to lay out all 
the clothes you will be wearing for the day right down to your panties... 
understood?"

"Yes sir", Lisa nodded enthusiastically.  She was trying very hard to get 
into the spirit of things as she had been taught from birth to trust and 
obey her father.  She even found a bit exiting picturing Greg laying out her 
clothes knowing he was not up on girls fashions and would no doubt need her 
help.

Greg was going through her panties now, leaving the plain cotton ones in the 
draw but pulling out any that had cute symbols or decals on them that looked 
like they belonged on a seven year old.  Whey he came across some frilly 
laced white and pink panties he held them up with a quizzical look on his 
face.

"You're not old enough to wear these." Greg announced.  "They are for 
"chicks", not for little girls."

Lisa was devastated; Greg was calling her a little girl and throwing out 
some of her favorite panties.

"What Greg means," her father began, "is that you have not yet had your 
first period and as such you are still a girl and not a lady.  In a year or 
two when you need to start using tampons you can dress in panties like 
that."

"Yes sir", Lisa replied again as she pondered her first period.  She was 
looking forward to dressing like a lady and of being considered one as some 
of her friends already had their periods but she did not look forward to 
learning about tampons.

"Take those pants off Lisa and put them in the pile there," Greg said, "You 
can dress better then that."

Lisa paused for half a second then took off her shoes and then her pants.  
She was wearing panties that looked like they might be made of satin.

"Off with those panties young lady," her father said sharply.  "Satin is not 
something you should be wearing."

"But daddy they are nylon." Lisa said, optimistic that she would now not 
have to take them off.

"Cotton is appropriate for you dear." Jim replied.  "Now off with them."

As she slid them off Jim caught Greg's attention with some gestures of his 
hand, conveying the message to his son that he wanted him to spank Lisa and 
that he should do so while she lay over the edge of the bed.

"Lisa... I got to discipline you for that... now bend over the edge of the bed." 
Greg commanded.

Lisa had a very thin bush of pussy hair, which surprised Jim as he had 
thought she would likely have none.  She did have the hips and tits to match 
he thought, and likely had moved far beyond training bras by the look of the 
small mounds protruding out under her shirt.

Jim mouthed silently to Greg, "go slow" so that he could enjoy this.

"One" Lisa dutifully said as Greg laid a painful slap on her right ass 
check.

Jim then motioned for Greg to spread Lisa's legs a bit but Greg just paused 
and gave his dad a confused look.

Jim walked up and reached down grabbing Lisa's legs behind her knees and 
firmly forced Lisa to spread her legs.

"Her legs should be wide spread so you can spank the inside of her thighs 
Greg," Jim said.  "Because if you need to give her a lot of strokes you'll 
find that the nerves in her ass will start to go numb and you need to move 
to the thighs to give a proper spanking."
"Ok dad," Greg said as he moved in to continue the spanking.

Lisa just laid there like a rag-doll, she was not embarrassed too much as 
she did not realize that Jim and Greg now had an excellent view of her slit 
and ass hole.
"Two." Lisa called as Greg hit her on the left ass check.

Jim's cock was pretty hard now and pre-cum was leaking out he was sure.  He 
did not though have a desire to actually mount her, besides the fact that 
this would cause her great pain he was not into prepubescent girls.  She did 
look quite border line as to fuckability though; another year and he liked 
to think someone would be pounding that pussy, maybe even him.

Behind Jim now stood Jamie, who had come up after the spanking had started.  
She got there just in time to catch Greg reaching down into his pants to 
adjust his boner which had gotten caught up in his shorts.  Greg noticed her 
at that moment and they made eye contact which caused them both a little 
embarrassment.

Jim noticed Jamie also and told her to sit on the bed next to Lisa.  Greg 
continued to slowly spank Lisa, who seemed to now be in a world of her own.  
Jim wonder if she had gone in to "sub-space", a phenomenon discussed in some 
of the BnD articles he had read earlier on in the day.  A state of mind that 
occurred when a submissive was being punished, a state some where between 
orgasm and pain.

"Jamie take off your panties and let me see them," Jim commanded.

She dared not object or hesitate so she quickly took off her shoes, then her 
pants followed by some plain cotton panties which she handed sheepishly to 
her father.
Jim handled the panties and was thrilled by their warmth.  He also got a 
good look at her trimmed bush which surprised him a little.

"These panties are too plain for a pretty young lady like you Jamie.  Greg, 
make sure you take her shopping and you personally select some that 
complement her more.  Panties that will keep a girl warm between the legs... 
as some girls like to trim themselves there."  He eyed her sharply as he 
made the last remark.

Jamie was now sitting on the bed with a very red face, but like Lisa, was 
enjoying the attention.

Greg had finished the twentieth and last stroke of the spanking, which was 
the most he had given Lisa so far in his new role as disciplinarian.  He 
stood erect and eyed Jamie's magnificent legs and bush.

"Jamie... you are so damn beautiful ...no I mean it."  Greg said with feeling.  
"You're every guys dream girl."

Jamie looked lost in thought for a moment and then made a surprise move.  
She flopped back on the bed and spread out her arms and beamed out a bright 
smile while looking back and forth from Greg to her dad.

"Am I?" she smiled.

"Yes you are darling," her dad said.

After a couple of moments of gazing at this young goddess Jim made up his 
mind to see more.  He wanted a good look at her pussy.

Lisa had remained as Greg left her with her ass hole and slit exposed as her 
father had trained her long ago not to move after a spanking until told to 
do so.  Jim then told Jamie to get in the same position as Lisa, telling her 
that conceded and cocky girls required more discipline.  He winked to his 
son as he said this.

"Spread your legs good and wide," he told her as he moved her thighs apart 
with his hands.  He then gave her a slight pinch on her right ass check 
which caused her to say ouch and look back over her shoulder with a 
concerned look.

"I'm only teasing you dear ... you don't deserve a spanking." Jim said.  "Now 
lay still so Greg and I can admire the view.

Jamie let out a squeal and buried her head in the bed cover.  Lisa turned a 
little to take a close look at her dad's face to see if he was serious.

"Don't be upset now girls, young men like Greg don't often get a chance to 
look closely at the vaginas of pretty girls like you and Lisa." Jim said.  
He did not use the word pussy, feeling that could upset his daughters.  He 
wanted them to be as comfortable with displaying their bodies to the men in 
the family as he could make them.

Jamie looked up and over at Lisa for guidance and support.

Jim quickly tried to calm them.  "Girls I'm asking you to cooperate for a 
few minutes while Greg and I take a look at you.  You don't have to do this 
if you don't want ... do you understand that?"

Both Lisa and Jamie nodded there heads.

"Now I want you to consider not moving ... it's embarrassing for me as well to 
ask you to do this but I do really want to have the opportunity to look at 
all of you and the fact that Greg is here should not matter.  Fine young 
girls like yourself are greatly appreciated by gentlemen and even though you 
have not done something like this before ... you have not, correct?" Jim 
asked.

"No daddy ... never," Jamie replied.

Lisa was silent but quickly shook her head no.

"I hope you will be kind enough to humor us poor guys who sadly do not want 
to pass up this chance to see you, yet are deeply concerned about upsetting 
you."

Jim was laying it on as thick as he could while staring at Jamie's pussy.  
He considered finger-fucking her but could not bring himself to do it yet.  
He needed to wait until he was sure she would not find it too traumatic.  
Taking it in slow measured steps seemed the surest path to contentment.

"Lisa, you're a calmer girl then Jamie." Jim said.  He gave Jamie a smile 
that said you know we both know I'm right.  "Is this taking it to far for 
you ... now please be honest honey?"

"Its ok daddy ... I don't mind." Lisa replied.  At his point she did not, her 
dad's little speech had calmed her and as always she enjoyed her dad's 
attentions.

Jim and Greg sat down on the bed and drooled over the two young girls who 
began giggling uncontrollably.  Lisa even allowed Greg to run his fingers 
along her ass and softly touch her pussy.

Jim seeing this did the same to Jamie then asked her, "do you mind if I 
spread you open a bit honey?"

"Daddy!" Jamie squealed as she again buried her head in the bed cover.

Jim apologized, "Sorry honey."  Then he decided to end this before he upset 
one of them.  "Ok girls... we are done for now,"  He chuckled, leaning forward 
and kissing Jamie on the check.  He then gave Lisa a sharp slap on her inner 
thigh just below her slit.

Jim stood up and said to his son, "Come on Greg let's leave these two 
beautiful women to them selves."  He then walked with Greg down the stairs 
into the den.

Lisa and Jamie got up and began dressing, not daring to say anything to each 
other.

Jim decided to inform Greg as to some of his plans towards his mother.  
Telling him how he had directed her not to wear underwear while in the house 
but to remove them in the garage before entering the house.  He lectured for 
a time on the subject of control and restraint to Greg in the hopes that his 
son could then accept the plans that Jim was implementing concerning the 
family.

Greg seemed to accept what his father wanted to do; agreeing that the girls 
and his mother had to get equal pleasure from the arrangement and that it 
had to be done slowly and the fact that it was a precise and deliberate plan 
should be kept from the females of the family.



When Rachel arrived home and came into the kitchen from the garage Jim sent 
his daughters up stairs and motioned for Greg to stay.  Rachel was obviously 
apprehensive as Jim walked up to her.

"Should I be pleased with your clothing dear," Jim asked.  She knew what he 
was alluding to.

"Yes dear, you can be pleased." She replied.

Jim turned her so that she leaned slightly over the kitchen counter with her 
back to him and Greg.  Then he lifted her skirt to expose her naked ass.

"Very nice, dear." Jim said.

Rachel face went deep red and she avoided eye contact as Jim turned her to 
face him.

"Don't worry honey... Greg understands." Jim told her.  "Leave us for a few 
minutes would you Greg?"

Greg replied, "sure, dad" as he headed toward the living room.

"Hold on a second, Greg." Jim commanded.  "I want you to see how obedient 
your mother can be."  Jim then pulled Rachel's head back by the hair with 
one hand while he lightly grabbed her chin with the other.

"Open your mouth Rachel." He said, almost using the "bitch" word.  "Now hold 
out your tongue."

Rachel complied after which Jim allowed as much saliva as he could muster to 
drop down from his mouth, which was several inches from hers, into her 
mouth.

"Swallow and say thank you sir." Jim commanded.

Rachel swallowed his spit and said "Thank you sir."

Greg watched with awe and said to his father, "wow dad ... that was cool." 
Then he walked out of the kitchen.

Jim turned Rachel again bending her over the counter at the same place where 
he had earlier finger-fucked her.  With her ass sticking toward him it was 
easy for him to lift her skirt and bunch it around her waist.  He then 
commanded her to free her tits which she did.

Rachel looked quiet fuckable now to him as he worked a finger into her 
pussy.

"Who do you belong too bitch?" he asked of her.

"Too you, sir," she responded with heavy breath.

Jim worked silently for a couple of minutes to get his wife as wet as he 
could.  Eventually he was able to move his fingers rapidly in and out of her 
pussy as she lay forward with her big tits on the counter breathing rapidly.

"I'm not going to bring you off, baby." He told her.  "What I'm going to do 
is stick my dick in you for a while and then I'm going to find another place 
to stick it ... a place not to far from where my fingers are now ... understand 
where? ... tell me where!"

"In my ass" she said in a constrained tone.

"Yep ... now tell me what you call that bitch ... and get it right the first 
time." He commanded.

"Butt-fucking," she gasp, as he furiously finger-fucked her.

"Yep ... going to butt-fuck my bitch," he then took out his cock and slammed 
it into Rachel's pussy pushing her onto the counter more.  She grunted in 
time with his savage thrusts, and when he pulled harshly on her hair to keep 
her head on the counter she began moaning "yes ... yes."

"Where's the KY-jelly," he demanded.

"In my purse, sir" she said meekly.

Jim pulled out of her pussy and grabbed for her purse saying "pull your ass 
checks apart Rachel."  He kept her thinking, he knew, by alternating between 
bitch and more gentle terms.

Rachel pulled her ass cheeks apart and waited as Jim opened the tube and 
proceeded to lube her ass and his cook.  Then he started a slow steady 
single drive of his cock into her closed ass hole.

Rachel continuously squeaked "aaah... aaah" as he continued his drive to the 
balls.  When all the way in Jim stopped and, pulled his wife's head up just 
above the counter and then he let drop a long line of saliva onto the 
counter where she could plainly see it.
"Think of it as cum Rachel ... now show me what you do with cum."

Rachel reached down with her tongue and licked up the spit.

"What does that make you bitch?" Jim said loudly as he pulled sharply on her 
hair and began grinding his cock slowly in and out of her ass hole.

"A cum licker, sir" she said.

"Louder ... say it louder!" Jim commanded.

"Cum licker, sir" she replied.

"Not loud enough bitch." He was almost yelling.  He then drove his cock hard 
into Rachel pinning and holding her against the counter.

"CUM LICKER, SIR" Rachel yelled.

Jim was ecstatic, his girls certainly heard that.  He worked his cock in and 
out as fast as he dared making sure not to cause Rachel much pain.  Jim was 
looking forward to the time when he had Lisa or Jamie in this position but 
he promised himself that he would only do it if they could find pleasure in 
it.

"Do you know what else I'm doing baby ... besides fucking your ass?" Jim 
asked.

"No, sir" Rachel replied in a strained tone.  Jim's cock was feeling both 
good and uncomfortable depending on the moment.  He was really taking charge 
of her and she was not sure what to do.  She could not leave him for she 
knew they both held strong love for each other and she had no one to confide 
in.  How do you tell a friend that your husband does what he pleases with 
you and that sometimes you like it?

"I'm packing your shit, bitch... that's what I'm doing." Jim said while 
breathing heavily.  His cock was shit covered now as he drove in and out of 
her ass.  He then started randomly striking her ass with the palm of his 
hand.  He pulled her by the hair up a bit off the counter so that only her 
nipples touched then slapped her right boob sharply, something he had not 
done before.

"oooow ...oh god," Rachel called out.  She was overwhelmed with emotions of 
lust, embarrassment and frustration so her mind just kind of shut down, 
wondering from thought to thought.  This went on throughout the ass-fucking, 
only being interrupted from time to time when she was forced to focus for a 
moment as Jim made some change such as altering the pace of the fuck or 
slapped her in a new spot.  When Jim struck her breast she was caught off 
guard and the pain blocked out everything else for a few seconds.

Jim was about to cum and had decided to blow his load on the counter so 
Rachel could lick it up easily.  She was looking pretty thrashed after 6 or 
7 minutes of being but fucked.

"Lick up my cum honey ... lick it up," he said loudly as he pulled back and 
shot his wad.  Most of the cum landed on top of the counter to Rachel's 
right but some landed on the cupboard doors under the counter.  Jim sat down 
to catch his breath and watched Rachel lick up his cum.

"Look at me while you do honey," He commanded.

Rachel kept eye contact as best she could looking down only to find the next 
drop.  Jim smiled at her and directed her to the drops that were running 
down the counter doors and those on the floor.

When she was done Jim told her to grab some paper towels and wipe his cock 
off and to wipe her ass.  Rachel squatted in front of him and cleaned up his 
cock while he played with her tits.

"You are the love of my life Rachel ... and very fucking sexy!" Jim said to 
her.



Jim walked into the living room after stuffing his cock back in his pants to 
find all three of his kids sitting on the couch.  Greg had one arm around 
Jamie's shoulder, massaging her there, and the other was around Lisa's 
waist.  Jamie was lying her head against Greg's chest and looking 
expectantly at her father.  Lisa was sitting erect and was attentive.

"Your mother pleases me to no end, and if you kids find someone to marry 
that makes you half as happy ... well then I know you will be happy for the 
rest of your lives," Jim said to his kids and he meant it.  "Now I and your 
mother are going to go take a shower ... you girls finish making supper.  
Tomorrow Lisa I want you to stay home from school with me, I want us to talk 
about what every you like and maybe we can go shopping together or what 
every you want to do ... ok?"

Lisa smiled and said, "That would be a lot of fun daddy ... like a vacation 
huh."

"Yep," said Jim.  "I think well have fun."


Chapter 5


Early the next morning Jim had a talk with Greg, informing him of his desire 
for Greg to ease into making all decisions for Jamie.  Jim explained that he 
felt Jamie was a very pliable girl and desired a secure comfortable home 
life above all else.

"She is not adventurous, Greg, and I can see that she is leaning on you 
psychologically already.  Start by laying out what TV shows she is to watch 
and move into books and magazines.  Discuss and focus her interests toward 
things she can do at home or at least discuss in length with you at home.

"I'll try dad, she really needs someone now ... I worry she might fall under 
the spell of the first guy at school who is a smooth talker and appears to 
"care" about her," Greg said.  "I think I can pretty much take over her life 
at this point ... her self esteem is pretty low and as you said, dad, she is 
just not interested much in exploring the world.  She is always telling me 
she hates to watch any type of news program or anything else that shows 
people against each other.  She is fine with me doing anything for her... like 
when I pick out her clothes, she just doesn't care much ... being happy that 
someone else made a decision for her"

"I agree with you, son... but as we both know Lisa is not like that.  She is 
the adventurous one, though she is very much in the "I'm daddies little girl 
mode'."  Jim replied.  He was confiding in son partly because he liked to 
and partly because he knew this type of talk brought Greg in line with his 
plans to mold Jamie and Lisa into content little submissives.  Right now it 
looked like Greg could take control of Jamie ... literally ... and Jim could 
begin training Lisa in earnest.

Before Jim sent his wife off to work he let her know that he would be 
finding a weekend job for her.  "Maybe a job with an escort service, but it 
would have to be in the mornings and early afternoon, as I want you here at 
home during the evening."  Jim had formed a plan where he would wear down 
his wife with work, so that when she came home she went immediately into the 
mode of "yes, sir I will gladly do as you tell me," too mentally exhausted 
to do anything else.

Jim thought a similar strategy would work for the girls.  He would exhaust 
them with a combination of schoolwork, chores and home activates like 
sitting around reading.  Give them almost know time to themselves.  He would 
also implement a release mechanism where by the girls, including his wife, 
could be isolated from the rest of the family in order to have some personal 
space.

If he slowly trained them to accept some "hugging gear," which involved a 
tight girdle, a long leather sleeve for the hands and a hood (complete with 
gage and blindfold) and perhaps a few other leather items, he thought he 
could get them to meditate in an essentially helpless state.  This would be 
an introduction to bondage.

He would have the girls dress in the above mentioned items with the leather 
sleeve binding their arms behind their back.  After the hood (with gage and 
blindfold) was in place he would insert earplugs and then place headphones 
on them.  Soothing music could then be played allowing them to enter 
"sub-space" for long periods of time.  He would start with maybe ten or 
fifteen minutes a day and then work them up to the point where every day, in 
order to get away from things, he would bind them in the guest bedroom for 
up to two hours.  Slowly working in touching and then fucking he thought was 
a real possibility.



After everyone else had left for the day Jim turned to Lisa saying, "just 
you and me girl, let's work out a plan for the day... but first I need you to 
understand that I have to run a few errands later this morning ... so leave 
time for that."  Jim needed to hit a few adult book/clothing stores to pick 
up the leather goods he needed to bind the girls.

"Ok daddy... that sounds good." Lisa replied.



Jim took Lisa shopping, picking out a lot of clothes that she did not really 
care for, telling her that until her first period she needed to dress like 
an older girl, not like a young lady.  Lisa seemed to listen intently when 
he was on this subject and never seemed too uncomfortable with it.  Jim 
understood her to be at the stage where she fully accepted that her period 
would have to come and that when it did life would be "better" for her.

"Now there is only one way to hurry up your first period and you may not 
like that ...so I'm telling you only as an option to consider but don't talk 
your self in to it." Jim said to her.  "Studies have shown that girls who 
are around other family members who are having sex ... that is girls who hear 
it discussed a lot and maybe peek a little once and a while... on average have 
their period a year or two before other girls.  Many have them when they are 
eleven or twelve."

Lisa was quiet for a moment then spoke up, "what kind of girls are they, 
daddy?"

"Mostly from poor families in inner cities, where people don't have a lot to 
do and nobody much cares who is having sex with whom."  Jim said.  "There is 
also one other factor as to when a girl first menstruates ... that has to do 
with sports.  The more athletic a girl is the more likely it is that her 
first period will be put off, sometimes for years."

	Jim let that sink in, then added, "I want you to get out of any sports 
programs your in, Lisa.  They don't do you much good in the long run, your 
time will be better spent taking music or ballroom dancing or some other 
activity that you can participate in and enjoy for the rest of your life."

	"I understand daddy," Lisa said solemnly, "and I really do want to learn to 
dance and play the piano."

	Daddy's little girl was coming along just fine Jim thought to himself.  I 
look forward to putting her legs over my shoulder and letting me drill that 
pussy of hers when it learns how to get wet.


	"I got some meditation tools for you Lisa... want you to try them out." Jim 
was saying to Lisa after they had returned from shopping and he had 
purchased the items from the adult shop.  He explained that he was going to 
teach her and Jamie meditation and self control as well as discipline.  
"Girls to need a lot more care in this world", he told her, "some men are 
always looking for a vulnerable girl so I plan to teach you to trust the men 
of your family to make certain decisions for you as we best know the minds 
of other men."

	He and Lisa setup a large air mattress on the floor in the guest bedroom 
and brought in some stereo equipment complete with three headphones.

	"Need you to strip down to your bra and panties, honey, and put on some of 
these things." Jim told Lisa.

	Lisa had seen girdles before on TV put did not know why her dad wanted her 
to wear one ... did he think she was fat?

	"This will give you the sensation of being hugged," Jim explained, " and 
the leather sleeve prevents you from using your arms for anything so your 
are forced into relying on others to free you which helps promote a feeling 
of being under the care and protection of a man." Jim said to her, hoping 
that this line of bull really did have some truth to it.

	"You'll untie me when I want won't you daddy?" Lisa asked with concern.

	"No dear, as I explained I will see that you are comfortable and then I 
will leave you there for the period of time that we've agreed on.  I'll make 
sure you are reasonably comfortable for the whole time ... now let's get this 
girdle on you."

	Took a while but Jim finally got the sexy girdle, after all he got it in a 
lingerie shop, on her good and tight.  Then he put on the leather sleeve, 
which on her small frame went from the tips of her fingers to well over her 
shoulders.

	The hood had Velcro were the dildo gag and the blindfold attached so that 
part was easy.  Lisa did not comment on the dildo gag, but rather seemed 
lost in thought as Jim stuck it between her teeth and told her to bite down 
on it.

	He had not told Lisa about the leather ankle restraints that he then 
attached, after which he attached a rope between the restraints and the 
leather sleeve so that Lisa nearly had her hands touching her ankles.

	Jim had kept to his task, so when he had time to admire her panties up 
close he checked visually for a wet spot but found now.  That would come in 
time.  He then inserted small foam earplugs in her ears and put headphones 
on her.

	He pulled the blind fold off and told her mainly through hand and facial 
gestures that he was going to turn the music up and she should nod when it 
was the right volume for her.  He also tried to inform her that he was going 
to leave her this way for 20 minutes, but was not sure she caught that.

	With the blindfold back on and the music blasting into her headphones Jim 
felt free to take out his cock and masturbate over her.  He had 20 minutes 
to visually admire this little goddess of his.

	"Damn your beautiful, Lisa," he said aloud.  "Can't wait for the right time 
to mount you," he said this while stroking his long cock.  "I know this cock 
would scare the hell out of you girl if you knew it was this close," at 
which time he knelt and brought it within an inch or two of her ass.

	Got to get some g-strings for her he thought to himself, and no bra next 
time I bind her, that girdle has a half cup which I'll tell her is enough 
support for her.  The only place he could think of to come on her and not 
cause her to wonder what was going on was on the pony tail that was formed 
from her hair that had been drawn through a hole in the top of the hood for 
that purpose.

	"Going to cream you, baby ... take my load," he said loudly as cum flew forth 
from his cock to fall on Lisa's hair and on the hood.

	Jim cleaned himself up and carefully cleaned off the hood and wondered if 
Lisa would notice the dried cum in her hair after he released her.



	Things went so well with Lisa that when Jamie and Greg got home he had both 
Lisa and Jamie bound up together for twenty minutes.  Greg went wild over 
this and when his dad mentioned that it was ok to jack off on Jamie's hair 
he looked like he was seriously considering it but was clearly too 
embarrassed.

	"Maybe you can jack-off next time, son, when I'm not around," Jim told him. 
  "But be careful to only get it on her hair or clothes ... don't think she is 
quite ready to know about that aspect of sex  ... do you?"  Jim asked his son.

	"Probably not dad, but the way she hangs on me now makes me wonder," Greg 
put in.

	"When your mother gets home later I will take the three of them in here 
alone and when I have them all bound and hooded I will make love to your 
mother."  Jim said.  "I really don't mind if you come and watch, I think you 
could learn a thing or two and your mother will not know for sure if you are 
present which will be kind of a thrill for her if you know what I mean."

	"Ok, dad ... I mean, yea ... I think I can handle it," Greg said, looking a bit 
unsure of himself.

	"Don't worry Greg ... just think of it as a couple of buddies having a 
really... really... good time ... no one gets hurt, and if you don't tell I 
won't," his father laughed.

	Greg seemed willing, so now all they had to do was wait for Rachel.

	"Tell you what, Greg, I'll go down stairs and you watch the girls... and I 
encourage you to take advantage of the situation... only remember they are not 
to know so don't cum on them ... at least not where they can feel it."

	Jim left Greg alone with Lisa and Jamie.



	As Jim walked down the stairs to the living room he made some mental notes; 
need to make sure it gets drilled into everybody that what happens in the 
"hugs room" is not to be discussed.  Got to be sure that Greg and  I never 
let the girls see us "playing" with one of them;  "don't see ... don't tell" 
is a policy I need to enforce above all else.  One bad slip up, he thought, 
and he was going to have some very unhappy and confused women on his had.  
He did not want to live with himself if it came to that.

	Also got to make a list of equipment for the "hugs room" ... weight set for 
me and Greg to use while we take breaks between fucks ... water bags for 
giving the girls something to drink through their gags ... lets see, what else 
... lamb skin blankets and pillows ... space heater to keep the temperature 
comfortable for them ...




	Greg looked down at Jamie and then at Lisa, his pulse was high and his cock 
was rock hard.  "Damn ... I can't believe this ... got to jack off," he said to 
himself.  He then stripped from the waist down and piled his close up 
against the door so that if someone did try and enter the clothes would slow 
the door down some and give him a second or two to recover.  He hoped that 
did not happen.

	He jacked on his cock while he knelt next to Jamie ... he could not think of 
what to do except jack on his cock.  Finally he reached out and started 
stroking Jamie's thigh as she lay on her side.  She seemed to like the touch 
as she kind of rolled her head and made no effort to move away ... not that 
she could.

	"Oh fuck ... oh fuck," Greg kept saying aloud as he glanced at Jamie's face 
then at Lisa to confirm for himself that they could not hear him, all the 
time stroking his cock.  After about 20 seconds of stroking Jamie on her 
thigh and a few times on her panty covered ass check he shot his load.  He 
tried to aim for her hair at the last second but had to pull aside to avoid 
cum landing on her exposed cheeks and neck.  Most of the boy's spunk landed 
on the blankets that covered the air mattress.

	He was breathless for a few moments and actually light headed ... he had 
jacked off countless times but never over a beautiful half naked girl.  Greg 
grabbed some tissues that his father had put on the floor near by and 
cleaned up his cum.  It was then that he noticed a drop on Jamie's neck.

	"Wonder if you felt that," he said to Jamie, knowing she could not hear 
him.  He then cleaned up the spot of cum and got dressed.  It had been about 
twenty minutes now and Lisa was getting restless.  Had to get dad now, he 
thought, time to untie his sexy sisters.


Chapter 6


Rachel was having trouble concentrating today on anything but the task 
directly at hand, such as driving which was what she was doing now.  She was 
nearing the house and would soon find herself in the garage undressing to 
remove her bra and panties as Jim had instructed her to do.  She loved 
pleasing him but needed continued reassurance that following his commands 
was what she should be doing, but she had no one but Jim to talk to about 
this.  Jim would listen politely when she spoke of it but quickly ended the 
conversation by hushing her and telling her how much he loved her.  She was 
a pushover she thought ... a horny pushover who liked to be told what to do.  
She had to work to come to terms with that, she thought in time she would as 
she knew many women, and some men were born to be this way.  "Nothing to be 
ashamed of," she said aloud to herself.

She pulled into the garage and waited for the door to close before removing 
her blouse and then her bra, after which she put back on her blouse.  It was 
easy to remove the panties as she never wore anything like nylons over them 
as Jim forbids this.

Rachel walked through the backdoor and into the kitchen where she found Lisa 
and Jamie fixing dinner.  She greeted them with a hug and a kiss and noticed 
that they were in a pretty good mood.

"You girls look like you're up to something," Rachel said.

"Wait till you go upstairs, mom, daddy's got a new room for us ... we call it 
the "hugs room." Lisa blurted out to Rachel.

"That sounds interesting," Rachel replied with a quizzical look on her face.

"Yea, mom ... it's kind of freaky at first but then after you lie there a 
while it feels like heaven ... and dad is going to get some lamb skins that 
are really furry and soft for us to lie on while were are in there," Jamie 
put in as she cooked.

Rachel's head was swimming with thoughts of Roman orgies and sex parties as 
she tried to make sense of what the girls were saying.

"Hello dear," Jim interrupted as he walked in from the living room.  "How's 
the clothing situation coming," he said softly to her after hugging and kiss 
her.

"Everything is as you like, dear," she replied giving him a big smile as she 
gazed into his eyes.

Jim lifted one side of her skirt up to her waist and seeing no panties he 
let it drop and kissed her again on the cheek saying "good girl, honey."

Lisa saw this and when she figured out that her mother had no panties her 
jaw dropped and she let out an "aah."

Both of her parents ignored her reaction.

"I will fill you in on the "hugs room" after dinner dear, now go sit in the 
living room and relax while the girls get dinner ready," Jim told Rachel.



When dinner was over Jim had Rachel come into the living room and told Greg 
to go up stairs and prepare the "hugs room" while the girls cleaned up the 
kitchen.  "Don't leave the kitchen until after I've inspected to confirm all 
is cleaned up," he told the girls.

"Sit on the couch and spread your legs," Jim told Rachel in a flat tone.  He 
told her this as Greg was walking up the stairs to the second floor.  Greg 
glanced down at them but said nothing as he continued up at the same time he 
watched his mother sit and then spread her legs apart in a manner unbecoming 
a lady.

Jim sat next to Rachel on the couch and began massaging her back and rubbing 
the inside of her thigh.  "Got some new tasks for you dear, some you will 
find very relaxing and others will excite my baby," he said softly to her.  
He then grabbed her hair firmly in one hand and began plying her pussy lips 
apart with the other.

Pulling her head far back to rest on the back of the couch Jim began to 
slowly finger fuck her.  "You get wet quick, baby," he said to her.  After 
three or four minutes of this Rachel closed her eyes and began moving her 
hips a bit to meet his fingers.  In anther minute pussy juices were pouring 
over Jim's fingers and he increased the pace past the point where Rachel 
could keep up with her hip moments.

"ooh ... ooh ... ooh," she moaned, now almost continually.
"We're done daddy," Lisa called from the kitchen.
This broke the spell that Rachel was under and she tried to sit up and close 
her legs but Jim pulled strongly on her hair and used one of his legs to 
force her legs further apart.
"Hold tight a second," Jim called to the girls in the kitchen, then turning 
back to Rachel he said, "your hot now, bitch... but this is going to have to 
wait ... now OPEN."
Rachel knew what he wanted so she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her 
tough to form a cup to receive Jim's spit.  Jim then gathered as much saliva 
as he could and leaned over to let it flow slowly from his lips onto 
Rachel's tongue.
"Swallow, honey," he commanded.  After she did he commanded her to lick his 
fingers clean which she did without hesitation.
Jim asked Rachel to go up to their bedroom and strip, "I want you to put on 
a g-string and the smallest t-shirt you have ... and nothing else," he 
continued saying to her as he walked toward the kitchen.



The girls had done their job well in the kitchen so Jim told them to go up 
stairs and dress for the hugs-room.  They seemed enthusiastic to show their 
mother the new room so they quickly bounded up the stairs.



When Jim got to the master bedroom he found Rachel dressed as he said, in a 
very sexy looking g-string and a t-shirt that should have said "fuck me on 
it" as her tits bulged underneath it causing her bellybutton to show.

"Good ... now you will come with me into the hugs-room and you will be 
cheerful and cooperative," he said to her in a sharp tone.

"Yes, sir," Rachel replied.  She saw what mood he was in and did not dare 
show any resistance.  God I love pleasing him, she thought to herself, as 
Jim lead her from their bed room into the former guest room

Lisa and Jamie had both quickly stripped down to panties and bra and were 
already in the hugs-room when Jim led Rachel in.

Both girls looked at how their mother was dressed and smiled.

"Sexy isn't she girls," Jim asked.

"You sure are mom," Jamie said.

"Mom ... you look like a swim suit model," Lisa added.

"God ... mom, I can't believe your dressed like that ... you look stunningly 
cool," Greg chimed in.

"Thank you every one," Rachel replied blushing.  She had never been this 
revealed before Greg, and had never let Jamie or Lisa see her in a g-string.

"Ok ... Greg, get Lisa and Jamie dressed up here while I get your mother 
ready." Jim said.  He then had Rachel lift her shirt enough to get the 
girdle around her waist.  This girdle was the same as what Lisa and Jamie 
where putting on, having a half cup bra build into it that really made her 
large tits jut out.

"Going to tress you up, dear, and have you listen to some soothing music ... 
it will largely consist of under sea recordings of humpback whales and the 
like.  You will not be able to move much but I will massage your legs and 
arms from time to time ... the time will pass in no time."  Jim told Rachel.

"Its fun mom", Lisa told her.  "You kind of go to sleep and it really feels 
great when dad gives you a message."

"How do you know it's not me doing it," Greg asked.

"Cause dads better at it," she said playfully.

"That will cost you ...", Greg said as he placed the hood on Jamie.

Rachel simply watched, having another out of body experience, as the guys 
trussed up Lisa and Jamie and her.  "I hope Jim does not embarrass me ... I'm 
already soaking wet," she thought to herself.

After the headphones and blindfold were in place on Lisa and Jamie and the 
music started Jim turned back to Rachel and said, "Greg has to attend to 
some homework and some chores so don't worry about him ogling you."  He had 
turned to wink at Greg when he said the last part.

"No ogling, dad ... just staring," Greg said with a big smile.

Jim chuckled as he put the dildo gag into Rachel's mouth and waited to put 
on the blindfold until Greg walked out, closing the door behind him.  Then 
Jim inserted a pair of foam earplugs by opening a Velcro patch that the hood 
had on it for giving access to the victim's ear.  After which he put on the 
headphones and adjusted the music.

He laid her down on some soft blankets as there was not room on the air 
mattress for all three of the girls.  He then opened the door and called for 
Greg to come back.
When Greg entered the room, Jim instructed for him to strip naked and then 
proceeded to do so himself.  Greg stripped down to his underwear and then 
finally removed them after he saw that his father was doing so.

"She is a fine bitch isn't she Greg," Jim said as he stood over Rachel and 
slowly stroked his hard cock.

"Really beautiful dad," Greg replied.  With the hood, girdle and other 
leatherwear that Rachel was wearing, Greg had stopped thinking about her as 
his mother but rather as a beautiful piece of woman flesh.  Greg was a 
little self conscious about playing with his cook in front of his father but 
could not resist stroking it a little.

"Going to teach you a thing or two about fucking, Greg," Jim said as he 
kneeled down beside his wife and proceeded to untie and then completely 
remove her g-string.

"She shaves her pussy, Greg, as a sign of submission to me," Jim said.  "I 
want you to learn to reinforce such behavior in Jamie ... and also in Lisa 
when you can."  While saying this Jim had spread Rachel's legs and inserted 
a couple of fingers into her pussy which was still soaked from earlier.  As 
he finger-fucked her he said to Greg, "she is ready for some cock, son."  
"I'll give her some for a minute or two ... if you will help me get her on her 
knees ... then you can take over."

Jim and Greg then lifted Rachel onto her knees and placed some pillows under 
her tits and head to make it comfortable for her.  Jim Then knelt behind 
Rachel and directed his now rock-hard cock into her pussy.

"Damn that feels good ... it's something a man never tires of son," Jim said 
to Greg.  "See how I'm grabbing her hips so I can slam into her pussy with 
as much force as I like."  Jim continued, "Young girls like Jamie will take 
a while to get accustomed to forceful fucking but a fine bitch like this has 
been well trained in this manner so one can go at any speed desired."  Jim 
was fucking Rachel slowly as he said this and then to accent the point he 
did a couple of violent fuck-thrusts that sent waves across Rachel's ass.

"Feel free to slap this bitch hard on the ass, son ... she gets into it after 
you get her hot."  Jim continued to ride Rachel at a fast pace while 
instructing Greg.  "Don't worry about this lady being your mother ... right 
now she is here for our pleasure and she knows it.  Woman can be trained to 
enjoy this roll as fuck-meat Greg, if a man works hard enough at it and 
gives her respect in other parts of his relationship with her."

Greg was mesmerized by the scene that his father was putting on and could 
not wait to fuck this bitch.  He just nodded his head and said, "Yea" and 
"unhuh" a lot.

"Ready to ride this babe, Greg," Jim asked his son.

"Yea dad," Greg replied.

Jim then got out of the way after slapping Rachel four or five times hard on 
the ass.

Greg knelt behind the woman and tried to get his cock in put could not quite 
find the hole.  Jim told him to slow down a second and find her pussy hole 
with his finger then guide his cock in.

"Ok ... ok," Greg breathed as he finally slid into his mother's cunt.

Jim was having the time of his life watching his joyful son mount his hot 
slut of a wife.  "Wonder if she knows who's fucking her," he thought to 
himself, "bet she puts it out of her mind ... not letting herself conclude it 
was Greg."

"Ooooooh," Greg practically screamed as he shot his teenage load into Rachel 
and then quickly collapsed onto his back next to her with a dazed look on 
his face.  His cock was so sensitive now that he did not even want to touch 
it.

Jim figured the boy got all of two and half strokes in before blowing his 
wade for the first time into a woman.  "You'll get some control soon, son," 
Jim said trying to sooth his son in case the boy's ego had been bruised.

"Now watch me show you how it's done," Jim said as he moved in to fuck 
Rachel.  Jim slipped in with ease into Rachel's slimy fuck-hole and soon was 
up to full speed.

"Don't forget to slap this bitch occasionally... this lets her know who is in 
charge ... but keep her guessing as to where the next slap will land," Jim 
said as he slapped Rachel twice on the left ass check, once on the right and 
then reached down underneath to slap the inner side of her right thigh.  
"Keep her guessing but don't give a lot of pain until you can gauge how she 
is liking it.  Takes a lot of fuck-sessions to do this Greg ... don't go 
thinking that because you like it she must.  "Go slow at first, and best not 
have a gag in her to start with so she can at least comment on the amount of 
pleasure or pain she is receiving."

"Ok, dad" Greg said as he crawled back up onto his knees next to his mother 
as Jim continue to ride her hard.

"This bitch can take a lot and enjoys it so long as you work up to it slowly 
... now I started foreplay with her right after supper so she is good and 
primed already."  Jim continued, "I'm going to grab the reins now and when I 
do I want you to bunch her shirt around her neck so we can see this bitch's 
fine tits."

"Ok, dad" Greg said as Jim grabbed Rachel's hair and pulled hard causing her 
to lean back on to her knees more, putting some space between her tits and 
the pillows.

"That's good enough, Greg... now take a look at those boobs ... aren't they 
fine?"

"Yea, dad ... they are fucking awesome," Greg bravely said.  He was enjoying 
this kind of nasty banter with his father, they had not done this before but 
he hoped they would from now on.

Jim said, "watch this ...", as he pulled tightly on her hair with his left 
hand he reached down and gave a good solid slap on her right tit with his 
other hand.  "I don't do that much ... now let's take out the bitch's gag so 
we can hear how she is responding.

Greg did as his father directed and removed Rachel's gag.

When Rachel felt the gag come free she let out some moans that really turned 
Greg and Jim on.  They sounded like moans from a woman who was in total 
ecstasy.  One who was completely unaware of her surroundings and had 
forgotten how to speak.

"Listen to that babe will ya ...now let's see what she does when I strike her 
a few more times on her other tit." Jim said as he delivered three more, 
"slap ... slap ... slap." Followed by 5 or 6 violent fuck-thrusts as he pulled 
hard on her hair.

Rachel's moaning increased in pitch for a moment each time her tit was 
slapped and when Jim started in with hard fuck-thrust she let out with "oh 
...god ... oh god," while clearly gritting her teeth.  She was in sub heaven.

Greg was hard again, Jim noticed, thinking to himself "wish I still had a 16 
year old cock and balls."  "Going to cum shortly here, Greg, ... this bitch's 
pussy is already full of cum so I'm going to shoot in her mouth ... so when I 
pull out I want you to roll her over onto her left side and I will face-fuck 
her for a few strokes because I ain't going to last much longer then that."  
He then pulled out and nodded to Greg who then forced Rachel on to her side. 
  Jim quickly moved to get his cock in her mouth but just before he shot he 
changed his mind saying, "You need to watch this Greg ... going to shoot on 
her tongue and face and then feed her by jism."

Greg, watched with fascination as his dad pulled his big cock out of his 
mother just as he began to shoot resulting in most of his cum landing on her 
face.  His dad then calmly began scooping up his own cum on his fingers and 
then had her suck off the cum.

"She is starting to really like cum, Greg," Jim said.  "Most girls take a 
while before they accept swallowing a guy's jism ... but most can be taught."

When Jim was done feeding his wife cum he caught his breath then he crawled 
over to Lisa and began pulling on her hair and massaging her back and legs.  
"Let's get these bras off your sisters, Greg," he said.  "I want them 
getting used to this so you and I can have more to stare at while we work 
out on the weight machine.  With luck this will encourage the both of us to 
get in much better shape ... what do you think?"

"Does it for me dad ... wish they would do this at school," Greg said as he 
began removing Jamie's bra while his dad did Lisa's.

"Don't worry about the bitch we just fucked, Greg, she likely came some and 
you always need to reinforce that we guys are first when it comes to orgasms 
and if appropriate the bitch gets to come also ... but not right now ... we have 
other babes to look after," he said grinning at Greg.

"I'm with you dad ... can't wait to squeeze these boobs of hers," Greg said 
looking down at the big melons he had just liberated.

"Don't get a head of the program, son ... give her some time ... go ahead and 
massage her thighs then do her neck and then you can work your way to her 
tits ... but no squeezing yet," he said firmly.  He could see that Greg was 
pretty worked up again, his massaging was a bit hurried and he was not sure 
Jamie was getting into it.

"Greg, go ahead and fuck this bitch over here again ... your going to bruise 
your sister."

"Alright dad," Greg said with a distant look to his face.  Greg moved back 
over to Rachel and started positioning her back they way she had been when 
he first fucked her.

Jim then moved between his two daughters and started massaging both of them 
on the legs and arms.  "We need to go slow with these babes," he said to no 
one.  "They are like fine china right now ... beautiful and delicate."

Greg was not paying much attention to his dad at the moment as he had gotten 
his cock back into his mother and was trying to get off again. "ooh ... ooh," 
was now streaming out of both Greg's and Rachel's mouth as the boy thrust 
his cock in and out.

Jim watched with envy as his son fucked Rachel and then laughed to himself 
as Greg screwed up on judging his thrusts and let his cock slip out.  The 
boy frantically tried to get it in Rachel's pussy again and Jim thought he 
detected a little frustration in the sounds Rachel was making.

"Fuck ...," Greg said to himself as he guided his cock back into the bitch.  
He then took out some of his frustration on her ass, striking each ash check 
hard four or five times.  "Take it ... take it," Greg grunted as he fucked 
this faceless babe.  "Going to blow my wad ... going to blow," Greg said 
softly as he focused his eyes on the cunt around his cock, then he yelled 
"aaaaaah," as his cum filled his mother's pussy.

"Well you lasted a bit longer there my boy," Jim said to himself as he 
continued playing with Jamie and Lisa.  "We need to untie them now, Greg, 
been about as long as Rachel can take."

Greg was lying prone next to Rachel again playing with her tits as he jacked 
his soft cock.  "Ok, dad", he replied, slowly getting up.  He then laid 
Rachel on her side again and turned to his dad, "You know dad I need to 
discipline Lisa for disrespecting me."  Hoping his dad would understand the 
slang term he used.

"Ok, Greg," his dad said as he smiled, "but don't take too long."

Greg moved over to Lisa and pulled her up into a kneeling position.  He then 
slipped her panties down all the way to her bound ankles and worked at 
getting her to spread her knees wide.  Greg was drooling over this babe now; 
this was not his sister but some slut doll.  The hood combined with the 
girdle, as well as the leather sheath that held her arms hid any sister like 
attributes and only enhanced the female ones.

"Damn, you're a fine bitch ..." Greg let out, hoping his father agreed with 
his choice of terms.  He then slapped her hard on the ass, again, and again.

Jim said nothing as he moved up and removed Lisa's gag.

Lisa remained largely silent, letting out only some small squeaky moans as 
Greg spanked her.

Greg slowed down for a moment, paused and then laid into her ass cheek with 
a sharp blow hoping she would catch on and start counting for him.  The 
first slap went unanswered as did the second.  After giving her a little 
shake and softly touching her lips with his finger Lisa caught on and let 
out a "ONE" on Greg's next stroke, much louder then necessary as she could 
not hear herself.

Greg continued slowly, striking her ass check and the insides of both 
thighs.  He wanted this to last.  He then decided to take some risk, so when 
he struck her inner thigh next he let his fingers run up her slit and over 
her bush.  He thought he felt some wetness and her slit was defiantly open 
more then he had every seen it but the wetness could have been sweat from 
her or even from him.

Lisa felt fingers go over her pussy lips and brush her clit and she assumed 
it was Greg.  She winced slightly when this happened and felt the strange 
but pleasant feeling again, the one she had been feeling lately when her 
father massaged her, only it was stronger now.

"That's good enough, Greg" Jim said.  "Don't over stay your welcome with 
this babe... got to bring her along slow."

"Right dad", Greg replied breathing hard.  He had a boner right now and if 
his dad had said, "go ahead and fuck her," he did not think he could stop 
himself.  He then laid Lisa down and he and his dad lounged for a couple of 
minutes, admiring the babes before them.

Greg then said to his dad, "I want to spank Jamie now, dad," as he jacked on 
his cock.

"What for?" his Dad asked as he chuckled.  "Go slow with her though."  Jim 
was determined to let Greg go at his own pace with Jamie and only guide him 
occasionally.

Greg quickly moved in and positioned Jamie like he had Lisa.  He slipped 
down her panties and then surprised his dad when he reached around with both 
hands and gripped her tits pulling Jamie tightly back against himself.  Jim 
had a clear view of Greg's cock as it moved up and down, just a bit, over 
the upper part of Jamie's ass crack.

Greg decided to do what his dad had been showing him... he grabbed Jamie's 
hair firmly in his left hand, causing her to bend forward slightly.  He then 
landed some solid slaps on her ass, remembering to alternate the choice of 
target and to vary the pace so she could not anticipate where he would 
strike next.

Jim was hard again now as he watched his son completely dominate his 
daughter.  He wanted very much to hear her moan, so he moved up and started 
to remove her gag.  Greg assisted him by pulling sharply on Jamie's hair to 
bring her mouth around for her dad.

"Oooh ... oooh," was now coming from Jamie as Greg continued to slowly spank 
her with strokes that were not strong but did redden her ass.

Jim could not resist this opportunity, so he reached down and slipped a 
finger between Jamie's pussy lips.  He found her a little wet and when he 
found her fuck hole he found he could only get his index finger in only a 
little bit.  He was sure he could slip in a bit further but really did not 
want to upset this bitch right now, time enough for finger-fucking at a 
latter date.

Greg was humping her ass crack pretty good now and had wrapped his right arm 
around Jamie's waist to force her hips against his cock.  "Ooh yea ... ooh 
yea," Greg kept saying as he thrust his cock up and down from the bottom of 
her ass crack up to the small of her back.  "Going to cum soon," he 
announced.

"Blow in your mother's mouth, Greg," Jim told him, as he stood up still 
jacking his cock.

"Ok, dad," Greg said as he moved over to Rachel and brushed his cock up 
against her lips. Jamie, left kneeling, slowly collapsed onto her side on 
the mattress.

Rachel caught on quickly to the cock at her lips and opened her mouth to 
receive the fuck-pole.  "ooooh ...ooooh," Greg yelled several times then blew 
his wad.  He had to get his cock out of this bitch's mouth quick as the tip 
was just too sensitive at the moment.

Jim decided not to cum again, planning to save it for later that night when 
he would ride Rachel long and slow.  "Get dressed now ... and let's let our 
girls take a breather until tomorrow," Jim said to Greg.

They then dressed and released the girls.

All three were silent, as if coming out of a deep sleep.  Lisa was rubbing 
her ass and avoiding her brother.  Everyone then turned in for the night.


Chapter 7


Greg was laying out the days clothes for Jamie onto her bed while she 
showered.  He selected a short skirt, a sweater, bra and some lacey white 
panties.  He then sat down and waited for Jamie.  When she came out of the 
bathroom she had a towel wrapped around her and preceded to the edge of the 
bed to see what her brother had selected for her.

Jamie felt a bit awkward as she examined the clothes on the bed; she had not 
spoken with Greg since yesterday, except for saying goodnight.  The session 
in the hugs-room had been fun but she felt unsure of how she should really 
feel and if she should talk about it.  Greg was becoming her whole life and 
she liked not having to make decisions like what to cook or even what to do 
with her free time though she had to admit she did not always like his 
choices.

"I enjoyed our time alone together in the hugs-room, Jamie," Greg said.  
This stopped her contemplation of yesterday's events.  "I mean the time I 
spent holding you," Greg smiled warmly at her as he said this.  "You are so 
pretty and warm when you're lying there in the hugs-room that I could just 
hold and kiss you all day."  Greg was doing his best to sound like his 
father, avoiding bringing up any controversial liberties he had taken with 
her.  Greg could see how some boys talked their way into a virgin's pants; 
girls were sometimes so eager to please that they did things despite their 
own interests.

"Yea, it was really fun, Greg," Jamie said as she met his eyes.  Much of it 
was for her but she was not sure about the part were Greg's finger (so she 
thought) had been stuck into her pussy.

"Don't worry about being embarrassed, Jamie," Greg said.  "I can't imagine 
anything being more pleasant then holding you ... and those tits of yours ... I 
mean my god, Jamie, do you have any idea of how beautiful you are,"  Greg 
could not hold back anymore the fact of his obvious infatuation with her 
body.  "...I mean don't worry about a thing, honey, I love you and will not 
ask you to do more then you can handle."

Greg moved over to her and hugged her.  Jamie seemed a little shocked, but 
responded in kind with Greg's hug.

"I'm a little frightened, Greg ..." Jamie said.

"Don't be, Jamie," Greg cut in before she could say more.  He had picked up 
this technique from listening to his father talk to the three women of the 
family.  "Dad has instructed me to care for you as best I can ... and he 
expects me to make decisions like learning about sex ... you know we can't 
disobey dad, and mom has given me her blessing."  The last was a bit of a 
lie; Rachel had not commented much on the new order of things.

"Ok, Greg," she said as he started to perform his regular morning task of 
dressing her.  He slowly removed the towel covering her and turned around 
her to face away from him, then and started placing the bra on her.  "Damn," 
he thought, "I'm going to be mashing these melons tonight."



Lisa waited patiently on her bed for Greg; she also had just taken a shower 
but Greg had not yet laid out her clothes.  She was a little upset with him 
because he had spanked her so hard, not that she could not handle that, she 
thought, but because he had done so in front of her dad.  She assumed he had 
anyway, guessing that her dad had been in the room at the time.

When Greg had run his finger up her slit she had felt a thrill, and this 
upset her to think about it because she wanted to remain upset at Greg.

"Hi, baby," her dad said as he entered her bedroom.  "Sore today?" he added 
as he sat next to her.

"A little bit, daddy," she said with a pout that only girls her age could 
muster.

Jim put his arm around her and tried to cheer her up, "You know Greg is 
tasked with attending to Jamie and this might be causing some tension 
between you and him ... Give him a chance, honey, he will come to understand 
you better in time."  Jim was searching for the right way to consol her so 
that she would be more receptive to the training regiment he was imposing on 
her ... and Jamie.

"He spanked me hard for no reason," she said with a tear in her eye.

Jim pulled her close so that she could lean against him.  "He missed judged 
the situation a little, honey.  I've been teaching him to be firm with you 
girls but also to give comfort and even pleasure to you.  A man expects a 
young woman like you to enjoy his attentions even when it involves 
spanking."

Jim hugged her tightly and continued, "Your mother gets turned on a bit when 
she is disciplined.  It's a way for her to communicate silently to me what 
is difficult for a person to say.  In other words some of the pain is 
transformed into pleasure for her because she knows that I care deeply for 
her and that by consenting to my discipline she is saying to me that she 
trusts me completely ... and a man wants that more then anything"

Jim kissed Lisa on the cheek and then asked her if she understood.

"Kind of," Lisa replied.

"Lisa, most girls begin getting a strange feeling inside of them when a man, 
who loves them, disciplines them ... it's sometimes referred to as getting 
`turned on'.  This happens when she is close to becoming a woman.  It's a 
little sexual in nature, but nothing to be upset about ... in fact if a girl 
lets go a bit and is really turned on by a man she can have many an orgasm," 
Jim said smiling.

Lisa looked up at him with a questioning face.

"You know what an orgasm is honey?" Jim asked.

"Yea, sort of," Lisa said.  She had heard of orgasms often enough and knew 
everyone wanted this type of feeling but had never experienced one.

"Well, Greg was hoping that you would get turned on by what he was doing, 
just as Jamie does sometimes ... do you follow me?" Jim asked.  He knew he was 
going out a limb here a bit.

"Yea, I suppose ... Jamie is becoming a pushover for Greg you know dad?" Lisa 
ventured.  "She tells me how much he cares for her like he was her 
boyfriend."

"That's good, Lisa." Jim said.  "To be that close to someone who you know 
will care for you the rest of your life is something I hope you too can 
have."

"You mean ... like with Greg?" Lisa asked.  She was a bit jealous of Greg and 
Jamie she knew, but wanted her dad's attention more then Greg's.

"Or me too if you would like ... but you have to send the right signals honey 
... Greg and I can't always read your mind."  Jim felt that he had just turned 
the corner with Lisa, if she said she wanted him, even though she did not 
fully understand what she was consenting too, then he had her right were he 
wanted ... virtually on the end of his cock.

"I want you, daddy ... I mean I want Greg to help me too... but I really want 
you." Lisa told her dad as tears starting streaming down her face.

"You will be mine then young lady.  Mine completely."  Jim said as he firmly 
grasp Lisa's hair and pulled her head back so he could kiss her firmly on 
the lips.
"Like that, baby?" He asked her.

"Yes, daddy," Lisa replied, a little breathless.

Jim then tugged at the towel until Lisa let it fall free exposing her young 
tits. "Not going to be able to bind these for a year or two," he said almost 
in a whisper.  He had been planning to bind Rachel's tits with rope or 
leather but had not tried it yet and was now thinking about doing Lisa's 
tits.

"Getting a little turned on, honey," he asked Lisa as he kissed her again 
forcing his tongue against her teeth.  Lisa was not up on French kissing so 
she failed to respond.

"Yes, daddy," She said again, looking as vulnerable as a kitten.

Jim decided to break the spell, incest required a long steady climb before 
contentment ... or else one could destroy a relationship.

"Get dressed now, baby ... time enough for this type of thing this evening in 
the hugs-room ... but you got to let me know with body language how you are 
feeling about this when I have you bound.  Now promise me you will." Jim 
looked seriously at her as he said this.

"I will daddy," Lisa said as she got up.

Jim admired her ass and bush for a moment before going down to breakfast, 
leaving Lisa to pick out her own close for the day.  He then wondered if 
Greg would discipline her later for that.



Jim found Rachel in the kitchen, "What are you doing, dear?" he asked her 
sternly.  Jim knew that Rachel knew better then be working in the kitchen, 
he had instructed that all such chores be done by Jamie and Lisa.

"Sorry, honey?" Rachel said.  "It's just habit I guess."  She was not yet 
used to not having to do the housework, she always dreamed of having someone 
else do it but was not yet accustom to it.  She hoped he understood and did 
not want him upset so she did her best to convey submissiveness by putting 
her hands by her side and smiling sheepishly at her husband.

"Open," he said harshly as he yanked her head back by her hair.

She quickly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, now quite used to Jim 
doing this.

Jim let saliva drop into her mouth.  "You know better baby." He said and 
then let drop some more spit into her mouth, "NOW SWALLOW".  He repeated 
this four more times while moving her head around by the hair just a bit, 
first away a little and then back under his mouth as he dropped more spit.

Rachel was breathing heavy now; when Jim acted like this, especially when 
pulling her hair, she would now almost immediately go into sub-space which 
meant dropping any desire to resist while getting turned on at the same 
time.

"I will make an appointment with an escort service for you today," he said 
then let another wad of saliva drop onto her tongue which she held there 
until told to swallow.

"Swallow, Rachel ... take a few hours off work so you can get dressed up and 
then make it to the interview." Jim continued, "Today you will also ask for 
an advance on your paycheck for those extra hours you have been working."  
Again he let more spit drop.  "I will need the cash to pickup some new 
outfits for you and the girls.  I located some color coded girdles ... I've 
picked out bright red for you ... swallow, Rachel."

Rachel listened intently, often with Jim's saliva on her tongue.  She was 
not sure what Jim's expectations with the escort service were, since he 
would allow her only to work Saturday and Sunday during daylight hours.

"Listen carefully now my bitch ... when I or Greg refer to you as `Red' this 
will be a reference to this outfit I will pick up for you today ...Open."  Jim 
then gathered some more saliva, dropped it on her tongue and then gathered 
more, repeating this until Rachel's cupped tongue overflowed with his spit.  
"Swallow, Rachel," again he switched from calling her bitch, and the like, 
to using her given name to enforce the understanding that he was not simply 
role-playing for the moment, but was now dominant over all of her life.

"Greg or I will call you `Red' when we desire you to respond in a manner 
consistent with what you are when dressed in the red lingerie." Jim told her 
as she held her tongue steady waiting for more spit.  "...a bitch for taking 
pleasure from ... do you understand, Rachel?"

She started to node her head and tried to say yes but he cut her off.

"Keep your tongue out, slut!" he scolded her.  "Don't go spoiling the mood!

Rachel was breathing heavily now and desperately seeking release, either 
sexual release or simple physical release ... which ever Jim, her master, 
allowed.

"...Now call my office and tell them I will be late ... make up a good excuse 
and then do the same for your boss.  I want you upstairs in a g-string and 
nothing else right afterwards,"  Jim said as he ruoughly pulled his wife 
around to face the kitchen counter and then released her suddenly causing 
Rachel to grasp for the counter to steady herself.  Jim then walked out of 
the kitchen.



Jim sought out Greg upstairs and told him to tell his mother to call Lisa's 
school and inform them that she would be late today.  He was to inform Lisa 
of this after she ate breakfast and then only when she was about to leave 
for school.
"Tell her to dress for the hugs-room," he said to Greg.



Jim had decided to be spontaneous today, something he normally was not.  
When Rachel came into the bedroom he told her to take two g-strings, one for 
her and one for Lisa into Lisa's room and then wait for Lisa.  "Lisa and you 
are to come into the hugs-room wearing nothing but the g-strings ... do you 
understand?" Jim asked with a cold stare.

"Yes, sir" Rachel said, dieing to ask what his plans were for her and Lisa 
but dared not.

"Don't worry, dear ... Lisa is feeling a bit rejected right now and I'm simply 
going to give her a chance to express herself.  A chance to do this between 
me fucking you and me massaging her." Jim said.  "Now go."

Rachel quickly located two of her g-strings and fled the room.



Jim sat in the hugs-room waiting for Rachel and Lisa to enter.  He 
considered stripping off his clothes and greeting them with a big hard-on 
but thought that would seem a bit crude.  Lisa no doubt would be embarrassed 
but he figured at this point he could truss her up with out resistance.

Rachel then walked into the hugs-room leading Lisa by the hand, both naked 
but for g-strings.  They both were absolutely gorgeous and Jim thought that 
maybe today would be the day he fucked Lisa good and hard.  He would like to 
see her moan with a little bit of pain (and hopefully some pleasure) while 
he took her cherry.  He could not yet decide if he wanted to do this while 
on top of her, with a death grip on her tits, or from behind while pulling 
her head as far back as it would go and raining blows down on her little 
ass.

Jim motioned for them to remain silent and began trussing up Rachel.  He 
occasionally looked at Lisa and smiled while he worked.  Lisa kept her arms 
crossed in front of her until her dad called her to him and placed her hands 
together behind her back.

When Jim had Rachel's hood on complete with gag, blindfold and headphones he 
laid her down and turned to Lisa.  "I thought we needed to spend some time 
together to explore some," he said, purposely remaining vague as to what he 
meant by `explore.'

Lisa was delighted, "Great, daddy," she said and then hugged him strongly.

"I wanted your mother here so you would feel more at ease ... but don't worry 
about upsetting her, as you can see she can't see what we do together," Jim 
said smiling.  "I will truss you up now and when you want some attention 
just wiggle that pretty butt of yours or shake your head yes and I will give 
you a work out ... ok?"

"Ok, daddy," Lisa said with a devious smile.

Jim then trussed up Lisa the same way as Rachel with girdle, leather sheath 
to hold her arms behind her, hood with the built in blindfold and gag and 
finally earplugs and headphones.  After adjusting the volume on the 
headphones up to as high as he dared, Jim got some rope and tied Lisa's 
ankles to where her wrists were covered by the leather sheath.  He then ran 
his hands up and down her body, pressing hard on her ribs, and then mauling 
her tits for a moment then he pushed her down onto the mattress.

Jim then went over to Rachel and removed her g-string and started playing 
with her pussy.  "Going to get you wet bitch and then leave you cold for a 
while so I can play with my new fuck-bitch in the making." Jim said loudly, 
knowing that neither of his bitches could her him.

Jim worked her pussy for a minute or two then pulled her up onto her knees.  
Rachel was not tied with a rope between her wrists and ankles so Jim was 
able easily spread her legs and then lean her forward onto some pillows with 
her ass up in the air.

"Just like I love you bitch ... ass up and wet." He said to no one, and then 
he stripped but left his underwear on.  He moved up behind Rachel and began 
to spank her.  First he struck here and there on her ass then he moved down 
to her thighs, striking ever harder.

Rachel jerked a little with pain and pleasure every time her husband struck 
her hard on her thighs.  She prayed that Lisa was not able to watch this but 
soon stopped worrying as she settled in to the pleasures of being dominated 
by a master of the art.  When Jim suddenly stopped Rachel prepared for some 
new pleasure or punishment but after several minutes she became very 
frustrated when Jim did nothing ... seemingly he had left her.  Maybe he was 
spanking Lisa?  Rachel wished she could watch this, now convinced it was 
currently in progress.  She then decided to fall over on to her side if for 
no other reason then to get some attention from Jim.  Any kind of attention, 
including the painful kind, was preferred to the anguish of waiting in 
endless anticipation.

Jim had moved over to Lisa, intestinally leaving Rachel hanging.  Time to 
get Lisa really worked up.  He started by massaging her inner thighs then he 
untied her ankles and rolled her onto her back then positioned himself 
between her thighs and grabbed her ankles so he could lift her feet high and 
as far apart has the span of his arms.  Jim then nibbled on her bare feet 
which got a reaction out of Lisa.  She tensed up and tried to pull her feet 
away.  Jim laughed as he moved up as if to mount her and placed his shorts 
covered cock against Lisa's g-string covered pussy.

Jim wrapped Lisa's legs around his own waist and was not surprised when Lisa 
squeezed him tightly with her thighs.  "That's my little bitch ... come to 
daddy." Jim said as he reached out and grabbed a tit in each hand.  He then 
slowly ground his crotch against Lisa's.

Lisa was excited ... being filled with that strange delightful feeling that at 
first seemed to make her dizzy but now that she understood it as lust, she 
gave into it and started dry-fucking her dad.  "Wow," she might have said if 
she was not wearing a gag, "...I'm fucking."

Jim leaned forward and sucked a good part of Lisa's left tit into his mouth 
while pulling sharply on the other.  Lisa squirmed in response, first trying 
to get away then pushing her tits back at him.  "You're like a young actress 
without a directory, baby" he said, again to no one, for it seemed to him 
that Lisa was very much trying to make love back to him but did not have a 
clue how.  "Going to teach you how it's done you little bitch."

Jim then removed Lisa's gag and started kissing her sweet lips.  "Can't wait 
to cum in your mouth, baby ... going to teach you now to swallow a mans fluids 
my bitch."  It took a few minutes but Lisa finally caught on to her father's 
attempts to French-kiss her and let his tongue in to her mouth.  A serious 
kissing session ensued for a few minutes during which Lisa and Jim continued 
to grind their crotches together.

Jim decided to go a step further, he pulled Lisa's head back by the hair and 
tried to drop some saliva into her mouth but missed as the young slut kept 
squirming while moaning "kiss me daddy ... please kiss me."  Jim finally had 
to slap her with a little force on the check to her to stop.  This brought a 
scowl to her face but did allow Jim to deposit a big wad of spit into her 
mouth.

Lisa was lost, overcome with emotion she had forgotten where she was for a 
moment.  He father had stopped kissing her and she had not wanted him too.  
When her daddy slapped her she was stunned and maybe would have cried if was 
not then surprised by the warm liquid that hit the back of her tongue. "What 
is that, daddy?" she coughed?

Jim heard this as a near yell since Lisa was not able to judge her own voice 
because of the earplugs and headphones.  Jim French kissed her again and let 
a string of spit remain as he pulled back a little; he repeated this until 
Lisa seemed to catch on that her dad was giving her his spit.

Lisa understood now what her dad was doing and decided it was best to comply 
and started swallowing her dad's saliva.  She did not know yet if she liked 
this as it seemed really weird.

"Got to stop dry-fucking you baby ... or I will shoot," Jim called out as he 
disengaged himself from Lisa's legs.  He then crawled over to Rachel and 
paused to rest a moment.


Chapter 8


Jim knew what he wanted to do now, and it involved both Rachel and Lisa.  
Jim then started removing Rachel's hood.  When he finally got it off and 
took out her earplugs Jim said to Rachel, who was slowly getting her 
bearings, "Going to ride you bitch ...right next to that fine babe over 
there." Pointing to Lisa.

Jim then slid Rachel next to Lisa who at the moment was wagging her hips and 
nodding up and down trying vainly to get her daddy's attention.  Jim mounted 
Rachel from behind grabbed her hair and started slapping anything and 
everything he could reach on her.  He even managed to reach Lisa at times, 
slapping her hard on the ass and thighs.

"Look at the fine bitch of ours Rachel," he yelled "You and I made that slut 
... you and I."

"Yes ...sir ... yes my love, god ...yes," Rachel spewed out between blows from her 
man.  She was so turned on that her "yes's" that she was moaning referred to 
her agreement with Jim's decision to slap around their daughter.

"Going to cum now bitch ... going to come on the little slut and you are going 
to clean it up ... understand?" Jim said pulling Rachel's head back to 
emphasize the point.

"Yes ... Yes ... I want to .... Please make me Jim ... please make me lick up your 
cum off our little slut." Rachel yelled.  God this has gotten out of hand, 
she thought, but that only excited her more.  She hoped Lisa could forgive 
her but that did not really mater ... Jim would take care of things.

Jim pulled out of Rachel's cunt and let go of her hair and moved over Lisa.

Lisa could feel her dad next to her leaning heavily on her thigh.  She then 
felt a warm liquid on her leg and thought that her dad was spitting on her 
legs.  Then she was surprised to feel what must have been his tongue, lick 
up the drops.

Jim collapsed onto the mattress and watched as Rachel shuffled over to Lisa 
and started licking his cum off her legs.  "Don't swallow any more cum, 
Rachel ... French-kiss her when your done I want to see the look on her face 
when she tastes my cum."

"Yes, sir" Rachel said breathlessly.  She then licked up the remaining drops 
and moved up to Lisa's lips and started frenching her.  Lisa caught on right 
away and kissed back.

Lisa was not sure what her father was feeding her now, it was very salty but 
not to strong.  She obeyed and swallowed.

Jim caught his breath and watched as Rachel lay down on her side next to 
Lisa.  He was going to gag Rachel again, he thought, gag her then release 
Lisa and have a talk with her.  Jim then gathered up Rachel's hood, earplugs 
and headphones and started placing them back on her.  Before he put in the 
gag he stuck his cock in her mouth, "...few drops for you baby," he said, then 
inserted the gag.

Lisa felt her dad fiddling with her hood and was glad when it slipped free.  
Her dad helped her up so that she could see that he was naked and that her 
mother was no longer wearing her g-string.  Dad's semi-hard cock looked a 
little frightening to her; she had never seen one that size before.

Jim causally stood up and walked over to Rachel then knelt down and once 
again put her in his favorite position, ass up.  Jim slid Rachel's ass 
around so that her head pointed toward the kneeling Lisa.  Jim did this to 
hide his cock a little from Lisa's view as he suspected that she would be a 
little frightened of it.  Jim then untied Rachel's hands so that she could 
rest on her elbows on the mattress.

"Lisa I've already fucked your mother once ...but I want you see how a man and 
a women make love," Jim said to Lisa.  "Now your mother can't hear or see 
you and thinks that you are blindfolded and can't hear her ... so don't worry 
about what she might think of you watching us."

Lisa stood mesmerized, she was intently interested in this but also felt 
uncomfortable with what was about to happen.  She knew her mother and father 
had sex a lot but never really gave it any thought.  Here she was, nearly 
naked, talking with her naked dad as he stroked his cock.

Jim's cock was getting harder but was not yet fully erect, so he decided to 
stand up and jack off a little for his daughter.  She seemed to be handling 
things ok for the moment.  "I'm doing what's called `jacking-off' baby, this 
will get my cock harder so I can mount your mother ... see how it's growing, 
honey?" he said to Lisa.

"Yes, daddy," Lisa said.  She looked like she very much wanted to leave the 
room.

"Big isn't it, honey" he said to Lisa.

Lisa shook her head up and down a little.

"You can come take a closer look if you want, honey," Jim said 
encouragingly.

Lisa could not make up her mind what to do; this was not a social situation 
she had been in before.  Did her dad really want her to come closer or was 
he just being polite to her.  She shrugged as best she could with bound 
hands.

Her dad gave her a big smile while continuing to stroke his cock.  He was 
really enjoying exposing himself to Lisa so he prolonged the moment for as 
long as he dared.  "It's alright honey ... I understand young girls don't much 
care to look at a man's cock at first ... then later when they really want to 
they are too shy too ask."

Lisa watched her dad play with his cock, taking an occasional look at her 
mother who was wagging her ass around a bit and breathing heavily, obviously 
enjoying herself.  Lisa felt envious of her mother's body, her large tits 
were hanging down and her shapely ass was accented just right by the girdle 
she wore.

Jim was rock hard now, he had been intently watching Lisa's face and was 
pleased to see indecision and curiosity in it as she looked at his cock and 
then at her mother.  He then knelt and ran his cock up and down Rachel's 
slit from her bush to the top of her ass crack.  He was sure Lisa could see 
his cocking most of the time but wanted her closer.  So he stood up again, 
walked over to behind Lisa and lifted her to her feet, then led her to spot 
next to where he was going to fuck Rachel.  "There you go baby ... don't be 
embarrassed now ... and watch closely as I instruct you on how a man fucks a 
fine women like your mother."

Lisa felt her dad's cock touch her leg and ass a few times when he lifted 
her to her feet and led her over to her mother.  She was a little put off by 
her dad's use of the word "fuck" but was starting to get into it.  She felt 
that strange "turned on" feeling coming on again, which thrilled her.  She 
watched in fascination as her dad took his big cock and proceeded to slid 
into her mother pussy.  Both her mother and father moaned with pleasure 
during this procedure ... which sent Goosebumps up Lisa's spine.  So this was 
fucking.

"Ooh ... nothing feels finer then a pussy on the end of my cock, Lisa ... hope 
to feel you on it someday, honey ... but only if you think you would enjoy it 
and only after you have had your first period." Jim said to Lisa while 
concentrating on Rachel's pussy, he hoped he was presenting an air of 
nonchalance to her; he wanted her to think that this was no big deal for a 
father to be teaching his daughter how to fuck.

Lisa was a bit shocked and flattered, ... did he really mean what he just 
said, she asked herself.  She did not think most girls waited for marriage 
any more before they had sex, but if her dad wanted to fuck her should she 
say yes.

Jim needed to keep Lisa from worrying too much, afraid she might say that 
she could never fuck him, so he reached out with his arm and hugged her 
tightly to him to try and engage her physically so as to draw attention away 
from what must be a moral dilemma for her.  "Fucking her now, Lisa ... watch 
that cock go in deep now, honey ... and listen to your mother moan," Jim said 
to her.  "She's so hot right now, Lisa; I don't think she would mind that 
you are helping me fuck her." He continued to hold Lisa tightly to him, 
causing her to rock back and forth with him as he slowly fucked his cock 
into her mother.

Lisa was intoxicated by the smell of her dad as he fucked her mother.  She 
began to help him rock back and forth as best she could with her hands tied.

"That's it baby ... help me fuck this babe," Jim said to her.  He was planning 
to slowly build up to using the word "bitch" so as not to upset her to much. 
  He needed her to know that at times like this it really was a bitch on the 
end of his cock and not his wife, or daughter for that matter.  "Want me to 
go faster baby ... want me to show you what your mother really likes?"

"Yes, daddy," Lisa said meekly, "Go faster."

Jim increased the speed of his fuck-thrust, then reached across his body 
with his other hand and grabbed Lisa by the hair and twisted her head so 
that he could kiss her.  He French-kissed her two or three times then let 
out a "FUCK ... this is great baby ... wanted to do this for a long time ... going 
to have you on my cock soon  ... right?" Jim looked her in the eyes as he said 
the last part emphasizing with his stare that it was largely a rhetorical 
question.

"Yes, sir," Lisa replied.  She had trouble picturing herself on all fours 
with her dad's cock in her but had no problem accepting that this is what 
she must soon do.  She then focused on her mother who was moaning "uuuhh ... 
uuuhh," endlessly now.  This is so cool Lisa thought, ...her mother was a hot 
babe and her father was a stud.

Rachel was close to cumming now but knew she needed to hold on until Jim 
started spanking her to get the most out of a climax.  She did not know if 
anyone else was watching the two of them fuck but she wondered ... but not 
with much coherency do to overwhelming ecstasy.

"Watch me spank this bitch now, Lisa ... it really turns her on," Jim said, as 
he released Lisa's hair and started striking Rachel on the ass with his free 
hand.  "Got to keep the bitch thinking, Lisa ... need to slap her ass some and 
then maybe her tits," as he said this he pulled Lisa across Rachel's back 
and pinned her there with his chest which allowed him to now easily slap one 
of Rachel's tits.

Slap ... slap ... slap, went Jim's hand on Rachel's right tit, making Rachel 
moan, "aaaah ... oh god ... fuck ... aaaaah."  Jim then pinched her nipple hard 
while pulling down sharply on it.  Rachel then let out a "I'm cumming ... oh 
god ... I'm cumming."

"Listen too her cum, Lisa ... that means she is having an orgasm ... can you 
feel her cum, baby ... can you feel her come," he asked Lisa with his mouth 
right next to her ear.  "Can't wait to see and hear you moaning like this 
bitch... that would make me so happy, Lisa ... so fucking happy."  He then 
rotated her head a bit so he could French-kiss some more.

Lisa responded to her dad's nasty words and his French-kissing, starting to 
moan herself.  Everything was happening so fast and she felt so overwhelmed 
but then she just let herself go like her father had told her she needed to. 
  "Oooh, daddy .... Oooh," she moaned between kisses.

"Going to shoot my load, Lisa ... going to cream this bitch, if you want me 
too ...I can shoot on her ass baby ... or if you like I can cum on you." Jim 
said to Lisa.  "I've already cum on you once ... did you know that ... did you?" 
He asked her with passion.

Lisa shook her head no, meaning to say she did not know he had cum on her.  
She was trying to answer the question of where he should cum but could not 
come up with one.

Jim pulled Lisa up so that she was kneeling next to him again then squeezed 
her tight as he pulled his cock out of Rachel's pussy and jacked it until he 
came on Rachel's ass.  "Aaaah .... Fuck that was great," he said as he slowly 
continued to stroke his cock.  He kissed Lisa again, a long slow gentle kiss 
then he started pushing his cum around on Rachel's ass with his cock saying, 
"that's sperm baby ... or to be more precise that's semen ... that's what can 
knock up a girl like you honey ... after your first period that is."  He 
smiled at her and then kissed her for a while again, working his tongue 
around hers.

Lisa could not believe that she was looking at her father's sperm.  She and 
her girlfriends had talked about it ... that is joked about it but she never 
really envisioned what it would look like.

"Don't be frightened, honey ... can't knock you up ... or your mother as she is 
on the pill."  Jim said.  "Your mother likes the taste of it, watch."  He 
then scooped up some of his cum from Rachel's ass and reached around to 
place it between Rachel's lips.

Rachel obediently sucked the cum off the fingers in her mouth after which 
she said, "ooh ... that tastes great dear," a little louder then she should 
have.

Jim fed her some more of his cum, then held up a drop to Lisa and asked her, 
"care to try a little, sweetheart ... it's not the first time today remember.  
Your mother had a bunch on her tongue when she French-kissed you a few 
minutes ago."  Jim said, smiling.  "I think you thought it was me kissing 
you ... it was your mother ... besides my cum only belongs in the mouth of a 
fine bitch like you or your mom."  Damn, he had this little "fuck-toy in the 
making" in the palm of his hand and soon she would be on the end of his 
dick.

Lisa pursed her lips together and moved her head back from her dad's finger 
with the cum on it.  She did not really want to try it again.

"Open, Lisa, "Her dad commanded.

Lisa obediently opened her mouth and shut her eyes allowing her dad to smear 
his cum on her tongue.  It was pretty salty, just like when her mother fed 
it to her she thought.  She then closed her lips around her dad's finger as 
it withdrew, cleaning it of cum.
Jim then command her to swallow, which she then did.

"Good girl, honey ... don't every think that I can be happy having sex with 
you if you don't learn to like the taste of my cum," he said.  "I only fuck 
bitches who do what they are told ... which means swallowing my cum when every 
they have the chance ... just like this bitch does," pointing at her mother.



	Chapter 9


	When Greg arrived home after school with Jamie he sent her up to her room 
to change into more casual clothes.  "Put on that short skirt I like, some 
stockings and a tube top ... preferably the green one," Greg had told her.

He was finding it a little hard to keep her busy while at the same time 
getting things done for him self.  His dad helped when he could, usually 
watching the girls, after he came home from work, for an hour or two 
allowing Greg to take a nap. Between the two of them the girls where always 
under direct control from the time they got up in the morning until they 
went too bed.  They were never allowed to retire early, with dad insisting 
they stay up to eleven o'clock even on a school night.  Even his mom was not 
left alone for long and his dad had been preparing him for when the time 
came for Greg to help look after his mom.

Greg could see a real change in both girls, especially Jamie.  They were 
looking to him, or his dad, for direction on more and more things.  Lisa 
still looked to her dad when ever possible, but still generally allowed Greg 
to make major decisions without a fuss.  He could sense in her attitude that 
she was uncomfortable sometimes with his control of her.

Jamie, he thought, seemed to thrive under his direction to the point where 
it got a little monotonous.  Yesterday she had asked him if she should have 
a glass of milk or orange juice while they were doing homework in the 
kitchen ... and it was not a rhetorical question.  "It's alright for you to 
have some non-fat milk," he had told her.  It was clear to him that she 
actively sought his control now.  Thanks to efforts by their dad and 
constant hints and an occasional command from Greg, she now always sat near 
him when possible.  She loved to snuggle up against him on the couch for 
hours at a time.

Greg had sat down with Jamie on the couch to do some homework when Lisa 
finally arrived.

"Your late, Lisa," he said in a flat tone, "Wait for me in the kitchen."

Lisa gave a slight pause as if to object then said "Yes, sir," before going 
into the kitchen.

She was going to have to undergo an attitude adjustment, Greg thought, but 
he was not sure if he should do it or if his dad should.  Greg looked at 
Jamie, who was clearly thinking about the discipline Lisa was now likely to 
receive.  He reached behind her and grabbed her hair pulling her head back 
as he had seen his dad do to his mother many times.  "If you even think of 
being bitchy to me like Lisa ... well, your ass will not be your only sore 
spot," he said to her.  Greg then kissed her on the lips, "Understand, 
Jamie?"

"Yes, Greg ... I ...," she was about to continue when Greg pulled hard on her 
hair, pulling her head to his chest allowing him to look straight down into 
her face.

"Address me as `sir' when it's time for you to show respect," Greg said in a 
commanding tone.

"aaah  ... aaah," Jamie said painfully as Greg pulled her head back again 
against the rear of the couch much harder then he had before.  She was 
trying to please Greg but he was beginning to upset her.  "Yes, sir ... sorry, 
sir," she was finally able to say in a meek tone.

"Sorry, baby," Greg told her as he kissed her on the forehead.  "You, ok?"

Jamie shook her head yes as she looked at him.

"Right now you are my hot babe, Jamie ... my beautiful hot babe ... if I did not 
have to attend to Lisa right now I would lay you down right now on this 
couch and make you feel real good ... all over ... would you like that ... hum ... 
would you?" Greg said to her as he gently laid her prone on the couch and 
cupped her face in his hands.  Got to keep her off balance, he thought, like 
dad said too.  Can't have her saying no ... ain't going to fuck her soon if 
she gets out a no.  Got to cover my ass ...

Jamie was unsure of what to say so she just nodded her head yes again.

"I've been tasked with training you, Jamie ... training you in a lot of things 
including love making," Greg said, hoping `love making' was the right way to 
put it.  "I'm no expert in it Jamie, I ain't saying I am ... but I have made 
love before and when your ready and should you decide too I'm there for 
you."

Jamie was concerned now; she enjoyed the weight of Greg on top of her but 
was scared of him going further.  Her dad had suggested that Greg would be 
sexual with her but she just did not know how to react.

"Kiss me, Jamie," Greg interrupted, he knew he had to keep her moving or she 
might say no.  When she paused, Greg quickly said in the best commanding 
voice he could muster "Kiss me ... do it now ... these decisions are mine to 
make ... you know this.  Dad has put a lot of trust in me and I will not 
disappoint him just because you can't obey a simple command ... he may take 
you from me, Jamie ... I could not stand that."  He hoped appealing to her 
love for him would override her fears about sex ... cheap god damn move, but 
this bitch was going to stay his he promised himself.

Jamie accepted Greg's kiss by opening her mouth and letting his tongue 
explore hers.  She took the path of least resistance which is what she was 
best at.  Jamie did not contemplate things much, that was an effort she was 
happy to give to others.

"I going to take you a little further, Jamie ... now wrap your legs around my 
waist." Greg told her.  As she did this he continued French-kissing her, 
occasionally moving down to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear.  "Now rub 
your hands along my back, baby."

Jamie was enjoying this now, no decisions to make and only good feelings to 
feel.  Greg was her idea of a god lover and she had been thinking about 
necking with him since her dad had put Greg in charge of her.  She knew all 
teenage boys loved to neck and giving Greg pleasure had moved to the top of 
her short list of teenage imperatives.
Greg stopped kissing her and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, 
looking down at her he said, "going to have you do a little something I've 
been wanting for a while ... you will do it without comment ... understand!"

Jamie gave him an enthusiastic node yes.

"Slide your panties off quick," he said, as he reached under her skirt and 
helped her slid them off.  She is going to be my slut tonight, he thought, 
...wonder how tight that pussy of hers is.  Greg then lay back on top of her 
and grabbed her hair with his left hand while hiking up her skirt with the 
other.  Greg's plan was to get a finger in her cunt.
Jamie moaned just a little, Greg's hand on her ass and thighs was becoming 
an evermore pleasant thing to experience.

Greg ran his fingers along Jamie's slit felling for wetness which he found.  
She was not wet like his mother had been when he had fucked her but there 
was some pussy juices there alright.

"oooh ...Greg I ...aaaah," again Jamie was cut short by Greg's violent pull on 
her hair.

"Hush, Jamie ... obey now," Greg quickly said in the sexiest tone he could 
manage.  He was sure the next word out of her mouth would have been a 
negative one.  Keep her off guard, his dad had drilled into him, "don't let 
it get down to a debate ... don't ever want a bitch to think she can say no to 
you," his father had told him.

Jamie had forgotten the jest of what she was going to say ... Greg's fingering 
of her pussy had been going on for several seconds now ... why stop it ... that 
would really upset Greg.

Greg concentrated on her clit, but she was a bit dry there so he put his 
finger in his mouth to wet it and then rubbed his spit on her clit.  She 
tasted good, he thought.

This went on for five or six minutes before they both heard Lisa say from 
the kitchen "Greg ... is it ok for me to come out?"

Lisa had been standing in the kitchen the whole time Jamie and Greg were 
necking, she knew better then to be caught sitting down.  She could hear 
much of what was being said and figured they were making out on the couch.  
She greatly enjoyed listening in and really wished she could muster enough 
nerve to look into the living room but was afraid of the consequences should 
she be caught.

When things got a little quiet for a while she got really curious to see 
what was happening, but the worst part of the whole situation was that she 
could not get away from it.  Going into the garage seemed too extreme as 
Greg had told her to wait for him in the kitchen and she dare not try and 
sneak past them in the living room.

Finally she could not take it any more and called out to Greg hoping for 
mercy.

Greg was now major league pissed off.  He had a hot bitch under him ... no 
telling when he could arrange that again ... but he knew he had to attend to 
this `little problem' immediately.  He got up and pulled Jamie part way up 
and positioned her such that her knees were on the floor and her elbows were 
resting on the couch.  He then quickly lifted her short skirt, gathering it 
around Jamie's waist and told her "stay just like that or you will get what 
Lisa is about to get."

Greg's tone made it clear to Jamie that he was really upset so she did her 
best to comply, including bunching her skirt up more around her waist.

"LISA!" Greg yelled as he rushed toward the kitchen.  "Bare your god damn 
ass now you little bitch." he said as he closed on her.

Lisa rushed to comply, she pulled down her panties and lifted her dress and 
then flinched away from Greg a little as he approached.

This really got Greg's cock hard.  "Damn right you should fear me you little 
cunt", he almost said aloud as he turned her against the kitchen table and 
smacked her almost as hard as he could on her right ass check.

"ONE" Lisa squealed.

So loud was her `one' that it confused Greg for a moment until he realized 
that she was indeed supposed to count. He then lay in with four more, 
getting a satisfying keeping of the count from Lisa.

Greg stopped; he was not so pissed now that he saw how meek and subservient 
Lisa could be to him.  After all his cock was hard and he had a nice bitch's 
ass staring at him.  I'll bet dad fucks her in the ass before I get to fuck 
her, he suddenly thought.

Greg started massaging Lisa's ass, saying to her "I've been a little hard on 
you, haven't I Lisa ... and maybe a little neglectful."

Lisa was crying now, as much from fear as from pain.  She did not want to 
upset him anymore so she tried to figure out what answer would best please 
him but could only let out a sniffle laden "eeegh" before the tears and the 
bawling really began.

"Hush now, baby ..." Greg said to her as he hugged her to him, still keeping 
his hand on her ass.  "I'm not falling for the fucking tears bit ... no way," 
he told himself.  She will be a bitch in no time again he figured, trying to 
keep himself from feeling sorry for her.  "I know I spanked you too hard the 
other day in the hugs-room ... but I was really worked up ... anyway I'll do by 
best to see that you enjoy that type of spanking from now on ... ok?"

Lisa had stopped bawling and managed to nod her head in agreement.

"Now I've got Jamie all worked up in there ... and me in here with a boner 
playing with your ass," he said with a short laugh.  He was massaging her 
bare ass the whole time, then giving it a good squeeze he told her to pull 
up her panties.  After she did so he hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, 
all the time thinking that he was getting pretty good at manipulating the 
feelings if girls he wanted to fuck ... well those in his family anyway.

"Lets go into the living room now ... I want you to sit in the chair across 
from the couch so you can watch me spank Jamie in a delightful way  ... ok," 
he winked to her as he said this and thought she was coming out of her 
fright ok now.

"Yes, sir" she said with a look that said "do we have to do this right now."

Greg walked back into the living room to find Jamie just as he had left her. 
  "See Lisa, if you were as thoughtful as Jamie I would not have to spank 
you so hard."

Lisa met Jamie's eyes and was a little disgusted with the look of 
contentment she saw there.   She then sat in the chair where Greg had told 
her to sit.

"Jamie, you look damn sexy," Greg said as he walked up to her.  Jamie wagged 
her bare ass a bit as Greg leered at her pussy peaking out between her 
thighs.  "Going to spank you now baby," Greg told he as he got down on his 
knees behind Jamie.  "Got to make sure you understand who is in charge."  He 
then slid his hand between her thighs and ran his fingers up her slit.

Jamie let out a "ooooo" when Greg did this, then gave him a "yes, sir," 
while displaying a false pout.

Greg then slapped her firmly on the right ass check, with produced a "one" 
from Jamie's lips.  Then he paused a moment and then struck her left thigh.  
He continued to slap her, alternating between ass and thigh, for several 
minutes.  Sometimes his strokes were painful but mostly they were simply 
attention getters.

When Jamie reached 40 in her count Greg told her to hush and continued on.  
He now frequently rubbed her pussy for a few seconds between strokes which 
Jamie was really getting into.  When he tried to get his finger in her pussy 
hole she let out a grunt of discomfort which seemed to deter him.

Lisa was now fidgeting in her chair unable to sit still through the display 
of lust her sister was putting on.  Greg had Jamie worked up alright.

"Lisa stop fidgeting or come over here and get some of this yourself," Greg 
said making eye contact with her to emphasize that he was serious.

Lisa stopped her movements; she did not really want Greg to spank her again.

Jamie was moaning now and had her head on the couch with her eyes closed.

"That's my bitch," Greg said softly to her.  "Stay still now ... going to keep 
you hot baby."  Greg moved pushed a finger into her pussy again, applying 
steady pressure to try and work it in further.  "To tight for a cock I 
think, baby," he said to her barely above a whisper.

Jamie moaned, "uhh ... yaaa," with a sexy whisper.

Lisa was getting turned on now she knew and was not at all happy with the 
fact.  She started fidgeting again, but stopped herself before Greg did, or 
so she thought.

"Lisa, baby ... get over here, I see that movement." Greg said softly trying 
not to break the spell he had Jamie under.

Lisa walked slowly over, not sure as to where her brother wanted her.

"Around on my lift side now, Lisa ... get down just like Jamie ... going to play 
with your pussy too or you can have a spanking," Greg said with a soft 
voice.  He sure hoped she did what he asked or his dad was going to be 
really pissed at him for losing control of the situation.

Lisa slowly slid her panties off and got down in the same position as Jamie. 
  She was complacent now; she had just previously been in pain and had been 
bawling, she did not have much spirit at the moment.  She hoped it would 
feel at least half as good as when her dad did it.

Greg kept his right hand working on Jamie's pussy and now used his left to 
work on Lisa's.  She was not wet so he had to frequently lick his fingers to 
keep her slit lubricated.  Jamie on the other hand was soaked and he finally 
got his index finger in to the hilt.  He then worked it slowly in and out, 
secretly wishing he could use his other hand to work her clit but thought 
that might piss off Lisa
.
Jamie was moaning every more frequently as Greg increased the pace of his 
finger-fuck.  She liked this a lot, having put all fears and concerns out of 
her mind.

Greg got his finger 90% of the way into Lisa's pussy but stopped there as 
she seemed to be unhappy with this.  Greg tried to work it in and out but 
Lisa was not providing much lubrication.  He finally pulled his finger out 
and then spit as much saliva as he could on to his index and middle finger 
and quickly carried it to Lisa's slit.  This made her slippery enough to get 
his finger all the way in.

Lisa was not moaning but rather holding tightly on to a couch cushion and 
staring straight ahead.

"Felling some fuck-lub now, Lisa ... it will feel better in a moment," Greg 
told her.  She was finally getting wet ... damn bitch, he thought.

Greg kept this up for another minute or two and then decided his right hand, 
that he was using to finger-fuck Jamie at a pretty good pace now, was about 
to give out.  "Jamie, get your ass up on the couch and spread your legs," he 
commanded.

Jamie was in a stupor so Greg had to help her adjust to a new position.  She 
then spread her legs and allowed Greg to start finger-fucking her again.  
She watched in amazement as he furiously started to move his finger in and 
out of her pussy.  It pinched once in while but it was not much bigger then 
the tampons she used and felt a whole lot better.  She had never been this 
wet before nor this turned on.  "Yes, Greg ... that feels ...aaaah ... good." She 
moaned.

Greg's hand was now able to move at a new angle which gave him some relief 
so he was able to keep up the pace on Jamie's pussy.  His finger in Lisa's 
hole was sliding a lot more freely now and Lisa was moaning once in a while. 
  He figured he would be here all day before she got as wet as Jamie.  To 
hell with that, he was going to cum in his pants real soon if he did not do 
something.

"Which one of you bitch's wants me to cum on then?" he hissed.  "uhh ... which 
one ... speak up, come on ... which one wants my cum."

Neither girl said a word but both moaned more as he increased the speed of 
both finger-fucks.

Finally Lisa could take no more, "You can put your cum on my ass, Greg, if 
you want."  Her dad had done this to her mother so Lisa was willing to try 
this.

"Ok with you, my bitch ..." Greg said looking fiercely at Jamie.  "You're my 
bitch you now?"

"Yes, Greg ... it's ok... aaah ...aaah," Jamie said and moaned.

Greg could take no more so he pulled his fingers out of the two cunts and 
quickly pulled down his pants and started jerking frantically on his cock.  
He then stood as best he could with his pants around his ankles and leaned 
into Lisa's ass.

Lisa was startled by Greg's ferocious behavior so she moved onto her side on 
the couch afraid Greg might hurt her.

"Get your ass back damn it, Lisa ... get it up," Greg yelled at Lisa while he 
reached out with both hands to grasp her hips and pull her ass against his 
cock.  Keeping hold of her hips he started fucking her ass crack.  "Fuck yea 
... fuck yea," he was screaming now.  He had his god damned fucking little 
sister's cunt all most on the end of his cock.  He had intended to shoot on 
her ass like she had said he could but when he got a hold of those hips and 
looked down at her little virgin cunt he lost it.

Lisa was too shocked to move.  Greg's display of strength was impressive and 
his yelling had frozen her movements like a doe in the head lights.

Greg wrapped his left arm down around Lisa's belly, low enough to feel her 
pussy hairs on his arm.  This gave him the control he needed to hold her so 
he could position his cock at the entrance to her fuck hole.  "Fuck ... Fuck ... 
hold still damn it ...Fuck," he yelled as he started slipping his cock into 
his sister.

The hole was too small, causing him pain as he pushed.  Lisa felt pain also 
and tried to climb up the back of the couch while yelping, "ooou ... ooou," 
over and over.

"Bitch, stop it," he yelled as he pinned her to the back of the couch 
allowing him to get the head of his dick in her pussy.  He then pushed hard 
with a grunt while pulling Lisa to him with the arm under her belly.  
"Fuuuuuck ..." he yelled, but the pain was too much so he stopped pushing but 
maintained enough force to keep the head of his cock in.  He paused to catch 
his breath.

Lisa was had stopped struggling now as the air had been forced from her 
lungs by her brother.  She moaned, "uugh ...uugh," a few times and seemed to 
believe Greg was done.

Greg with renewed strength began pushing again only slower this time.  "All 
most in, baby ... all most in," he said to her breathlessly.  This was an 
overstatement he knew, no more then a fifth of his cock was in her cunt.  
"I'll go slow now, Lisa ... I want you to stay still ... got to fuck you, baby ... 
but I'll go slow."

Lisa tried to adjust her position but Greg simply flexed his muscular arm 
and then pulled sharply on her hair with the hand he had been using to guide 
his cook into her.  "Ok ... ok ... I won't move," she said.  She did not think 
about losing her cherry she just wanted to get this done with.  Greg was 
wearing her out and pain had driven most of the pleasure from her pussy.

Greg pulled her head back, as he had seen his dad do a dozen times with his 
mother, and slowly applied more pressure with his cock but the pain quickly 
stopped him.  "Fuck your tight ...got to get it in though, bitch ... got to make 
you mine forever."  Greg knew how many girls considered the guy who took 
their cherry to be bonded with them in someway for every.  He wanted to 
force this bond on the bitch under him.

Lisa did not comprehend all of what Greg was saying.  When he told her, "be 
still ... hold your ground, baby," she complied.  The training sessions 
applied by Greg and her father were having there effect, she was now a 
submissive.

Greg got a little bit more of his cock into Lisa's cunt but the pinching was 
quite painful now, he then withdrew his cock a little to ease up the pain 
and to get ready for another attempt.  That was his mistake ... his cock 
plopped completely out of the little bitch.  Greg let go of Lisa's hair in 
order to guide his cock back in to her pussy but his cock kept slipping up 
her slit and the friction of this caused him to cum.

"aaaah ...fuck," he yelled as he came all over Lisa's ass and over a good part 
of her dress.

He collapsed to a sitting position on the floor letting Lisa turn over onto 
her back.

"That was fucking close, baby ... almost had your cherry there," Greg said to 
Lisa after he caught his breath.

Lisa sat there feeling the cum soak into the couch beneath her.  She finally 
worked up the courage to say to Greg "Can I go up stairs please, sir."

"Sure baby." Greg told her.

Greg noticed the mess as Lisa crawled off the couch.  "Clean this mess up," 
he told Jamie, "Dad will be home soon."  He then went to take a shower.



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