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Yes, Master!"

"Are you alright?"

"Oh my God Master, No I am not alright. I need more of what you just gave me. Lots more, I think daily if not hourly injections that you provided. Master, I believe I have a punishment Cumming?"

"Oh, you little pain slave. You like it when I beat your pussy and clit together don't you?"

"Oh, Yes Master my punishment with Veronica. She is a mean bitch, but I love it."

"I will punish you when we return from the party. Now, isn't there a party of some sorts going on today?"

"Yes, Master"

"Now, I understand that there is a dual celebration coming up this Saturday?"

"Oh, Yes Master -- we are celebrating my and Kristine's 18th birthday at her house, since Mom and Dad are out of town. It starts at nine in the morning and goes till three o'clock in the afternoon. Are you coming? Please come Master. Oh, what do I call you when we are in public?"

Ok, calm down. First of all, you will address me like your brother as you always have. Call me JC and I will call you Jasmine. When I say Jazzy that is your signal Master Chase is in control. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Master Chase or can I just call you Master when we are alone."

"That is fine."

"Now go and shower and I think you better clean something up unless you would like more punishment in that area."

"Oh, Master I have to be honest. You taught me that lesson painfully well recently. The last five strokes of "Veronica", I came each time it was marvelous. At first, it hurt like hell and I was cursing you in my mind, then something when you stopped the first time and started to message my ...sorry Master.... your pussy. All I could think about was Cumming and when you stuck your tongue on my clit...OH man...did I want you to continue. Then I heard you say 15 more. My heart sank and then the pain until I felt your tongue again. Then pain and on the last five strokes I came each strike of the crop, which is why I stopped moving as hard as it was not to jam my clit into your face, Master. I was coming down from an orgasmic high like I have never felt. I also learned I am your servant to pleasure you and to please you. I am yours heart, mind, and soul and I do this of my own freewill as an Adult person for as long as you will have me.""For the next 105 days at least, now go and take a shower you have 20 minutes to get ready and your clothes will be on your bed. Nothing more will be worn except what I lay out for you. GO NOW!" Jassy jumped and ran off to the shower, I went into her room rifled through her closet then her drawers. Knowing that Kristine's parents had a heated pool a thought came to my head. I picked out three items for her to wear putting a note on top of the clothes I went to my room grabbed a couple of items and went down stairs waiting for Jassy to come to the living room. It was about 15 minutes when Jassy came down she was wearing the bikini and the white summer dress.

"Come here my sweet slut and sit by me I have a task for you while you're at the birthday party."

"Yes, Master"

"Do you see these items on the coffee table?"

"Yes, Master."

"Well, two are for you and two are for Kristine. The two on the left are yours, the two on the right are Kristine's. Drop your bikini bottoms to your ankles and hand me your two items." Jassy slide her bottoms and picked up the Benawa balls and the butt plug, turned around and faced me.

"Now, spread your legs lift your dress while I insert these balls into that sweet pussy of yours then turn around and bend over." Jassy spread herself, I slicked up the balls with her juices around her lips and inserted them. She moaned as my finger pushed them into her, then she turned around bending over putting her hands on the coffee table to support herself. I rubbed the butt plug along her wet slit a couple of times to lube it up then inserted it slowly into her tight rosebud. She groaned and I pushed it until the plug passed her sphincter muscle sliding it in until it wedged into her ass.

"OH, God Master. This feels wonderful, but how am I going to keep this from others at the party?"

"Stand up and walk into the kitchen bring me a soda and come back." I watched as Jassy stood and walked into the kitchen with her new accessories. She returned kneeled at my feet; I pressed a button on the remote for the butt plug. Jassy opened her eyes and looked right at me

"Ohhhh, Master, what is this, Ohhhh GGooooddd Master." I shut it off then turned on the vibrating balls in her succulent pussy.

"OHHHHHH Jesus Master, Ohhhhh...what is it you are doing to me?" I turned off the balls and just smiled at my little slave girl.

"Pull up your bottoms and sit on the coffee table." Jassy sat down after she put her bottoms on. Her legs were shaking; her face was red from the vibrations separately in here holes.

"Now, you have two vibrating devices in you, they will go off at different times throughout the day. You will take the items next to you and get Kristine to insert them into her. Yes, one is for her pussy and the other is for her ass and before you ask, yes they will vibrate as well. Now, I don't care how you get her to put them in, but they must be in her within an hour after the party starts. You're going over there on the pretense to help setup for their birthday party. Jassy looked at me.

"Master, will you fuck me know?" Her voice pleading. I got pissed and excited, mad because she was begging me to fuck my sister, being hot sexy and curves that can stop rattlesnakes from lunging.

I gently put my hand under chin raising her head "When we get home after the party you will get completely naked, yes even with Kristine here. I will ask her to strip for me, if she doesn't you will get punished by Veronica. Do you understand my instructions to you?"

"Yes, Master, I have one hour after the party starts to get these items inserted into Kristine, when we return I will get naked and she will also, if she does not I will be punished."

"Very Good Slave. Now let's get going for you do not want to be late for your birthday party. I will be giving you a wonderful gift later at the party.

We climbed into my beat up FORD Truck and headed down the road to her besties house. I was just dropping Jassy off until around 9:30 when I would return and be the "Key Master" for the group. No one will be driving home with alcohol on their breath, I was the "Key Master" and I rule.

Before letting out Jassy, I instructed her to follow my simple instructions and her reward would be fantastic, don't follow -- well we know what will happen with disobedient slaves. I told her that Krissy loves my cum, dribble some on her lips or in her mouth, she will suck it up like it is candy, just remember do not cum. While Kristin is draining your pussy drive in the two items, tell her it is a little test from me, your Master. Jassy told me she understood and jumped out of the truck bounding to the front door. Rang it twice and Krissy showed up in a bright pink bikini, which did little to cover her parts. I drove off to get some Monster drinks -- gotta keep awake and energized for these high schoolers -- and would return around the start of the party.

During the party I would hit one or more of the remotes for either slave, sometimes just one, or the other. I did them both while talking to some guys that had been in English class with, Jazzy told me about this cute senior in her class. I was walking around and slipped behind a pillar to see if I could hear the conversation.

"Oh, Mark that is fantastic when are you leaving?

"Next week. I am free Wednesday, if you would like to get together for coffee or soda?" I pressed Jazzy's remote for the balls. She jumped a little and then started to fidget around crossing and uncrossing her legs. Mark must have noticed, started to ask a question when I turned off the balls. Jazzy apologized explaining it was female craps. He had accepted the answer. I hit Kristine's remote for her benawa balls. She had not felt them yet. She called out "Oh God!" before she realized where she was and excused herself with Jazzy saying about bad craps. They walked up the stairs before I shut down Kristine. I followed up and listened at the door.

"Oh Christ Jasmine. What the fuck did you put in my pussy? We were talking to mark and Brian when I say you jump bouncing like you were getting ready to have an orgasm. Then you stopped then my pussy went from mild arousal to full blow I gotta cum now shit. It was very thing I could do not to cum standing in front of those guys. Turned on the balls in both women as well as the butt plugs. Jazzy called out "Oh Master, NO please Master. OHH God Master, please."

Kristine likewise was voicing her thoughts. "OH Master, Master I am cumming...OOOHHHH...AAAAAGGGGG...." I turned off the balls but kept the butt plugs buzzing.

"Get back downstairs and entertain your guest's slaves. I am not done and neither are you. Kristine we will talk, after the party. NOW get moving." I turned on and off the balls and plug in each of my little girls. It was fun to watch, Jazzy and Kristine kept getting into the pool every couple of minutes telling everyone that it was a pool party and to get wet. Little did their guests know about sexual problem. I turn on both devices for the girls while they were in the water. Jazzy was doing laps and having a hard time keeping her rhythm for breathing. Kristine was just hanging on the side of the pool trying to listen to some other of her friends. Finally, about 30 minutes before the end of the party I called out no more alcohol which drew moans of disapproval. I insisted taking away the bar --I was blocking it. Finally, the guests trickled out and left all saying it was a fantastic party.

The party was great, I stayed away from the booze, not that there was any official alcohol at this party, but needless to say there was some -- I tasted it in the punch. As the "Key Master" I made sure that no one was going to drive home under the influence, a several did not pass the test, so I gave them cab fare or found someone to take them home. Now, I had to deal with my two very drunk slaves, I was not happy, when I found Jassy I told her so. I walked up to her from behind whispering in her ear, "You have a very upset Master, SLUT" Her face drained of all color and turned around to look me in the eye.

"Yes, Master" she said slightly slurred.

"You go and find your sister slut, then meet me in the kitchen."

"Yes, Master." Jassy tore off to find Krissy and I walked into the kitchen -- wow total destruction on the behalf of 30 teenagers. So, I pulled up my sleeves -- so to speak I was wearing a short sleeve shirt -- and started to clean the kitchen, washing the dishes, and just general get the kitchen back in order like Krissy's Mom had it. I was putting some food away when the two slaves came in.

Let me just say that Krissy had not at this point submitted to me yet, she was my girlfriend and I took some liberties with her, she definitely was submissive, but not just mine yet. I still referred to her and Jassy as my slaves.

"Master, we are here as you have commanded"

"Yes, Master, we are here." Krissy said loudly. I turned around and looked at Jassy.

"Knees SLUT NOW" Jassy dropped to her knees getting into her slave position. I took two steps standing in front of Krissy, taking my evil stance and menacing look I said:

"Kristine, you do not have to call me Master, unless you want to become my slave, just like the one kneeling. Jassy calls me Master, because she has submitted to me totally. If you do want to be my slave and will submit to me totally without question, or reservations then I will discuss it with you before I give you my answer. Now, do you want to be my slave and obey my instructions and commands without questioning or hesitation?" Krissy looked at me, then looked over at Jassy kneeling at my feet, arms behind her head, tits out, and spread wide for Master's viewing and possible play of his pussy.

"I asked you a question Kristine. Do you want me to own you? Kristine was thinking in her drunken stupor about the ramifications of what I just said.

"JC, may I ask a couple of questions first?"

"What are your questions?"

"First, what am I supposed to do?"

"Your first and foremost thought of each day is; Is My Master satisfied with me, how can I pleasure please him? After that we will see to answer your question. Do you have other questions?"

"Yes, JC I do have more questions. Where am I to live, if I become your slave?"

"Well, that is entirely up to you. Either you stay with me and do as I command you, or you stay at home and wait until I call you for your services. It is up to you, you're over 18, and you're an adult make up your own mind. Remember this, once you submit to me regardless of your previous relationship, you will be mine, no one else's; if you have a boyfriend dump him then come to me and tell me what you want? I will own you, and you will be my property, just like Jassy is over there. So, either you stay with us or you live with your mom and dad, your choice. "Now, there is a mountain of dishes and food to put away.

Unless you plan on staying on your knees the rest of the day, I think you two need to clean this house the way it should be, or you could go and sit down relax and I will clean, but just remember I do have a mean punishment streak in me, isn't that right Slave Girl.

"Yes, Master" Jazzy said looking at Kristine. Kristine still standing looked at Jasmine then at me then back at Jasmine. As I expected Krissy dropped down into a kneeling position mimicking Jassy. I looked into Krissy's eyes to see if she really was going to follow through with our little discussion.

"Kristine, since you have kneeled like Jassy, then I take it you want me to be your Master, Is that correct?"

"Yes, JC. I want what my best friend has, she seems so alive and free without a care in the world. She looks radiant and full of joy. I want that as well. I want you to teach me, to show me, to do as you will with me as your slave, sexual or otherwise."

Jasmine, Jazzy as I called her by her slave name. Has freely given me her submission and ownership. As an adult she can do that. As an adult you can do that. However, I will caution you, your parents may not fully understand why you are doing this, or for that matter why you insist on being around me 24 7. We understand, they may not. I know I have a good relationship with your parents, but as one of my slaves you will be required to be punished, severely at times, and then rewarded for good behavior and following your Master's commands. When we are finished here and back at my place, we will discuss further your submission and ownership to me. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Master. I fully understand."

"Clean this place up and if I don't like it you both will be punished."

"Yes, Master" said in unison. They rose off the floor, went into the living room to start cleaning. It took my slaves a little over 2 hours to clean the house from the party. When they returned to me at the pool they told me the house was ready for my inspection. I walked upstairs first checking the bedrooms, the bathroom, descending the stairs I went to the living room, checking everywhere. When I moved the couch I found four beer cans, picking them up I looked at my slaves.

"four cans, 5 swats each can, 20 per slave." I said as I handed the cans to Jazzy. I continued around into the family room, moved a recliner found 4 more cans.

"10 more Slaves!" Both were blushing a very deep red. Kristine looked more nervous than Jazzy, but she also knew what was to come. I finished walking into the kitchen sat down on a stool, they both dropped to their knees in slave position. I took a swig of my soda, looking down upon my slaves, their nipples pointing skyward in my direction.

"We have finished for the day. Kristine go get some clothes for your stay at our place. Make sure you bring at least one sexy dress for going out. Go Now." Kristine ran to her room, meanwhile I was going to ask Jazzy a few questions.

"Did the two of you talk about the situation when we get home?"

"Yes, Master."

"Is there anything she has concerns with?"

"Master, I could speak for her, but since I do not understand what you are looking for, I will say that you must speak to her about any concerns she may have to her servitude to you." I contemplated what Jazzy told me and it seemed the most logical solution. Kristine came down place her things by the door came before me and kneeled next to Jazzy.

"Done, Master."

"Good, now get your things into my truck and we will lock up. Rise and let's get moving. We have a long day ahead of us." Jazzy took Kristine's stuff to the truck climbed into the center while Kristine shut and locked the door. I told both of them once inside my truck to remove their bottoms they would be riding home naked for me. As they were removing their bottoms, I hit the buttons on their remotes that cause groans of frustration from both my slaves.Arriving at our house, Jazzy and Kristine moaning and withering in the front seat of my truck naked from the waist down, I pulled into the garage.

"Out Slaves" I said. Kristine legs failed her; she fell on the garage floor. Jazzy followed on wobbly legs

"Kristine, we have not learned the rules for your servitude and already you are on your knees on the dirty garage floor, panting like a wanted whore. Your arousal so apparent I think I should just fuck you right her and now in front of Jazzy."

Krissy moaned, "Oh, please Master, fuck me till I am raw." Looking over at Jazzy she pulled off her top and took the display positon in front of me. Kristine, still trying to cope with the toys inside of her, knelt with her top still covering her tits.

"Slave, go get Veronica, come back and kneel."

"Yes, Master." Jazzy disappeared into the dining room. A short time later, she returned holding Veronica in her hands. Kneeling and lifting her hands up to my level she said.

"Master, Veronica as you requested."

"Jazzy, do you know why I summoned Veronica here?"

"I believe I do Master. Slave-in-training Krissy did not remove her clothes when she entered into your house. I am responsible for her training and I failed to remind her to remove her bikini top."

"Very good my little slave girl, now how many caresses from Veronica will it be?" Krissy still had her top on and the clock was ticking to 6 minutes. Jazzy looked over at Kristine and said, "Remove your top slut before I have Master, whip you with Veronica for disobedience."

Kristine untied the bikini top and let it fall to the floor.

"Little slave girl flat on your back, legs spread wide." Jazzy moved to the assigned position.

"It took 6 minutes for your Slut to get in proper attire, so that means Veronica will caress your body 12 times to my choosing. First, Slut Krissy do you have anything to say in defense of your Mistress? For if you do, both of you could share in the punishment and one of you will be punished."

"Shit, JC. You! Oh, sorry Master. The butt plug and balls inside has distracted me and forgot to remove my top as instructed by Mistress; I have failed you and Mistress. I will take whatever punishment that my Mistress will receive."

I thought about it, 12 kisses from Veronica on her bare pussy -- it would show me how truly committed to me as a slave. If she took every last kiss without safe wording out, I would elevate her to full slave and get her collar similar to Jazzy's.

"My Master and brother, it is my responsibility to prepared Slut Krissy for this evening, I failed. It is mine and mine alone to bear."

"My sweet Jazzy, you just like it when I abuse that pussy of mine. I have decided that punishing both my slaves from Veronica, she will kiss your pussies 12 times. Slave, Slut on your back, legs spread wide. Both of you know your safe word correct?"

"Yes, Master, it is "Veteran" Master." They said in unison. I looked down at the two beauties before me, standing between them I raised Veronica and gave light taps to Jazzy's pussy -- just to warm her up -- her mewing was an aphrodisiac to my ears. Then I did the same to Krissy, hers was more vocal, but still equally arousing.

"Sluts, you will count and thank me for your lesson."

I swung for Jazzy's pussy striking it with more force than before then swung on to Krissy with the same force. I had hit both of them with some force and continued until the count of ten. The girls were crying and their pussies were red and puffy, their juices flowing from the beating. I dropped down to my knees between them, sliding my fingers of my left and right hand into their soaking cunts. A puddle of girl juices had formed under their asses, as two fingers from my hands entered into their cunts, starting a simultaneous dual finger fucking using my thumbs to rub their clits. I was getting their little nubs to pop out so that Veronica would be able to help them have the orgasm. I looked into Krissy's eyes filled with lust and terror.

"Krissy, what is it that you want to say to me? What is it that you want from yourself and me?" Still fingering her -- she was very close to cumming from my fingers. Her breathless response filled my heart and soul with glee for this woman.

"Master, Ohhhh..God...your fingers feel wonderful. Master, this girl wants you to own her; I want to be your slave in whatever capacity that means to you Master. I want to be your property, use me as you feel a Master would his property. Pleasure me, deny me, loan me out to your friends, I want to be your slave until I die or you release me. I am yours. Ohhhh....Master....Please may this Slave cum for you; Please let me show you the love I have for you Master. OOHHHHHH....GGGGGOOOOODDDDD....MMMMAAASSSSSSTTTTEEERRR.....Please may this SLAVE cum?"

Of course I denied her pumping my fingers in and out of her, my other fingers I was finger fucking Jazzy at the same speed. I looked over at Jazzy; she was lifting her pussy in time to my thrusts into her wet folds. She was near orgasm and on fire.

"You, my sister slave, my little slave girl what is it you want? Tell me Jasmine -- using her name not her slave name -- What is it that you want most from your Master and brother?"

Of course, she could not answer because through my little dialog she was trying not to have the orgasm. I pulled my fingers out shove my fingers into their mouths. They licked and sucked on my fingers. I stood up and looked down at Jazzy.

"Slave, you have not answered my question. When I ask you a question I expect you to answer. That earns you 5 more kisses. " Her breathing labored and raspy looked up at me with loving lustful eyes.

"Master, I have told you before and will tell you again. I want whatever you feel is necessary for your slave to be. If you want to share me, fuck me, spank me, whip me, tie me up, sexually torture me with toys, deny me my pleasure then it is your decision as my owner."

I turned off the balls and butt plugs causing distinct moans of relief.

"Remove your ben-a-wa balls and then hand it to your sister slave to clean."

I watched as they grabbed the string between their wet lips, and just as they gave each the others balls, I struck Krissy first this time much stronger than at last. This caused her to yelp in pain and counted the stroke, I continued four more times then struck Jazzy with the same intensity as I did with Krissy an additional ten strokes. Jazzy moaned at the last stroke before telling me the count.

"Remove your plug and hand it to your sister slave." Pulling the butt plugs out of their lovely asses Krissy handed hers to Jazzy and Jazzy to Kristine. I started with the tit flesh closest to my hand and mauled the soft pliable flesh of each slave then moved to the other tit. The slaves moaned in pleasure and pain when I grabbed and squeezed their pointy nipples. Looking down at Krissy, her eyes filled with lustful fear, I proceeded to pull the nipple until her tit stopping when the flesh could not stretch further giving the same treatment to my sister's tit and nipples too. They held their breath while I pulled and twisted their nipples.

"On your hands and knees, head on the floor ass up and suck on the plug while you are at it."

The girls were in position sucking for dear life on the plugs, their asses high in the air. I went behind Krissy, by far a really nice smooth smallish ass begging for a fuck. I placing my hands on her round white orbs running them over feeling her ass, noticing her puffy wet red lips of her pussy, sliding my finger along her pussy, listing to her moans muffled by the butt plug, then moving over to Jazzy, running my hand over her soft ass cheeks producing a moan as well. I stood up hitting Jazzy's left cheek then her right cheek then Krissy's left cheek then her right cheek with equally stronger force than on their pussies. Moan of arousing approval emitting from their mouths, I stood and swung upward striking Krissy's pussy then Jazzy's pussy within a matter of seconds; their final cries of pain.

"Stand and Present"

Together they stood on wobbly legs, spread shoulder width apart, fingers interlaced behind their heads, eyes down, and tits up. I walked around them admiring the red marks Veronica had provided.

"Do you understand why I punished both of you?"

"Yes, Master," stated in tandem.

"Tell me why you were punished Krissy?"

With a great sigh, she stated the reasoning I had punished her and Jazzy. One for disobeying me and not stripping when she entered his house, two because she had called me by my given name, three because Jazzy was responsible for training her, she was punished for her failure. I thought about it and looked at her welted body.

"Kristine, do you still want to be my slave? Before you answer that, let me emphasize that your training will not be as it has been for the last hour or so. You will still be trained, but instead of Jazzy training you, I will train you just as I am training her."

"Master, may I speak openly?"

"Yes, you may speak openly for the next 30 minutes or until you are finished with our discussion."

"Thank you, JC. I just want to say that at this moment I am on fire, my pussy burns, my tits are inflamed, my nipples are stiffer than I have ever known them to be, my ass is sore, and horny as hell. Aside from that and because of that I want to cum so bad, just a simple touch or your command I will go off like the fourth of July. I know Jasmine is the same way, if not worst that I am. My juices are running down my leg on to the floor. Do I want to be your slave to experience firsthand your training of Jasmine and me? Well, the first 10 minutes of the punishment, I wanted to use the safe word, but I looked over at Jasmine and saw something I did not see with anyone else; love, trust, and complete devotion to you. I have a couple of questions first. Will you answer them honestly?"

"I have not nor will I ever lie to you or Jazzy. I will consider the question and answer with honesty."

"Will I be equal to Jasmine? Will the training be the same as Jasmine's? Where am I to live, if I become your 24/7 slave? What other choices do I have before becoming your slave?"

"Krissy, I will answer some of your questions, but not all. I reserve the right to defer some of the answers. Your first question -- Yes you and Jazzy will be equals and your training may slightly differ to my discretion. As for your living arrangements, if you gift to me the ownership of your body to me, we will have further discussions on the arrangements. As for your choices -- either you choose to submit totally to me and accept my ownership of you or you can walk out the door to return to your vanilla life living with your parents having a normal vanilla relationship with anyone. The choice is yours and yours alone to make, I will not influence you in either direction and Jazzy will not either. Jazzy made her decision a long time ago, and is now my owned slave. Do you have other questions?"

"Yes, if I submit to you totally will I have a safe word for say 90 days or will there be no safe word, since you will be training me to be a total obedient slave girl."

"Krissy, I will always provide a safe word, slave or submissive. Either you tell me the safe word or we agree on one. Jazzy tell Krissy your Safe word for slowdown and Stop."

"Master, my slowdown safe word is "Dickweed" and my stop word is "Cumquat." A word that will not be used during a session as you described it to me Master."

"Thank you, Jazzy." I turned and looked at Krissy still kneeling and naked, shaking trying to keep the massive orgasm from bursting out of her without permission from me. I saw the sweat droplets sliding down her smooth alabaster skin onto her pert aroused tortured nipples. She was not looking at me, which I contribute to the intense state of arousal.

"Krissy, do you have any other questions at this time? There is still another 15 minutes of open communication. Would you like more information about our pending relationship and your relationship with Jazzy?"

"No, Sir."

"Then if you have no more questions, your open communication is done. From this point on you will only speak when spoken too, is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir"

I turned on my heels walking from the garage into the kitchen then into the living room. I sat on the couch taking a breath to relax and think of my next move for the slaves, it took me about 10 minutes, but I came up with my plan.

"Slaves, gather your clothing, toys and get your asses in here NOW!"

That was three years ago, I am now at home with my two slaves. The girls stayed true to their words and for 105 days were committed to our relationship as my slaves. I went back to college with instructions to my two slaves that I would be sending daily emails to them. I did not return until Thanksgiving, Mom and Dad were very happy to see me, so was Jazzy. My two slaves turned out to be lost without me being there with them. We sat down and discussed options. I told them I would think about it and decide later. I went over to Kristine's house two days after Thanksgiving to have dinner with her family. It was a good time, Kristine sat at dinner with the balls and plug vibrating a different times; it provided me with some wonderful entertainment. Her mother kept asking her if she was ok, looking flushed most of the time. I just kept smiling, finally letting her concentrate on eating and the conversation with her parents about school possibilities. When I left I told Kristine she was not to masturbate and denying her an orgasm, which she so desperately wanted. I returned to college the next day sending an email to my slaves informing them that no orgasm. Of course, that wouldn't happen until I returned for the holiday break.

I returned home on a Wednesday, Jazzy was finishing with her classes she didn't know I would be home. When I entered the house it seemed no one was home, however I then looked outside to the back deck and found Mom.

"Hey, Mom, how are you? I see your enjoying the warmer than normal weather for December." Mom jumped up startled by my words, her face, and neck flushed, her breathing was raspy as well. It seemed that she had her hands down her pants and masturbating, because when I looked down the zipper on her pants was open.

"Oh, honey it is so nice to see you. How long is your holiday break?"

"Oh, like five or six weeks, I have to return by the second week in January."

"Oh, that long. Well, I will let Jasmine know your home."

"No, Mom, I want to surprise her. I am going to my room and get unpacked. Can you do some of my laundry today, I have no clean clothes." I was thinking if Mom told me where the washer and dryer were then my theory about her relationship with Dad would not related to me.

"Sure thing, bring it all down stairs for me." Again I changed my tactic.

"Mom, I really need to shower, could you take them down, please." I looked her dead in the eyes.

"Oh, ok give me your clothes and I will take them down." This confirmed my thoughts about their relationship, Mom was a submissive pony girl, and Dad was her dominant trainer. I took my shower, knowing that I did not have any clean clothes. When I got out Mom was just walking into my room to pick up the laundry. I was naked I was half hard; knowing that I was larger than Dad was, Mom stopped and just stared at my tenting towel. I smiled a little before looking her in the eyes, catching her staring.

"Mom, something you like?" Mom cleared her throat and said

"Oh, shit. Sorry, honey. I didn't mean to stare. I will just pick up the laundry and get out of your way."

As she bent down there was a dark wet spot, knowing that she was aroused I set my plan straight into action.

"STOP, Stand up." I said in my command voice. Mom stood straight up, a bit confused by my voice.

"Now, let's examine this little problem shall we." I walked up to her and grabbed her fore arm and held it tight but not enough to hurt, still naked Mom was stunned and had a confused look about her, not making a move or saying anything about how inappropriate this would be. I had her attention, I reached her blouse and unbuttoned the top three buttons and slide my hand onto her bare tit her nipples poking hard as diamonds into the palm of my hand. I grabbed the nubbins between my finger and thumb squeezing as tight as my grasp would allow, she took in a breath and moaned at the same time. Her eyes closed and her head went back.

"Take it off." Mom just looked at me totally confused.

"Did I stutter SLUT? Take off your blouse NOW!"

"Oh, No, Chase this is so wrong. I will leave so that you can dress."

"What did I say SLUT!" I said with deeper and with more authority voice.

I had to breaker her before she started to think, so I squeezed her nipples more knowing that this was a turn on for her from watching the videos I had stored and viewed over the last couple of months. Mom moaned louder and I noticed the wet spot had increased running down her right leg.

"I don't care if it is, we are both adults here. You are a submissive slut and I am a dominant, not yours but I am dominant just ask Kristine when she shows up today. Now, I will not ask again, if I have to you, your punishment will be severe. It will be you who will have to explain the marks on your ass to your Dom. So, STRIP SLUT!"

"Oh, please honey this is wrong. I am your mother and it would be incest. We can't do this. Please let me go, I will not tell your father what you were doing to me."

While she was saying the words she the remaining unbuttons of her blouse, and drops the blouse on the floor. I looked down at her tits; magnificent is what comes to mind, large brown areoles with big red hard pointy nipples. I immediately grabbed the nipples pulling and twisting them. Mom was shaking; her legs were getting weak as she unzipped her jeans.

"That's it momma slut, get naked for your new Master. Remember this is for your own good, because you were masturbating when I walked in. I saw you and I bet that once your pants are on the floor I will find you soaking wet and ready to fuck just like the slut pony girl you are." She blushed from her head to her toes with embarrassment.

"How would you like for a big strong stud to fuck you to be his brood mare. That would just turn you on more than just watching a stud breeding another pony girl. Step out of the clothes."

Mom was on autopilot now, stepping out of her jeans, she stood naked in front of me, and I looked down. Her pussy was puffy, red, and dripping. I spun her around, shoved her down on to my bed, bending her over and looked at the butt plug in her ass. Oh, I got hard instantly. I grabbed my cock and started to rub the head against her slit. Mom could not think coherently at this point as I slide my cock on the outside of the slippery pussy. I did this for about 2 or 3 minutes until I slammed into her snatch balls deep."Oh, God. Please fuck me Jason. I need you to fuck me please Jason." I slapped her ass cheeks hard four times across both of her cheeks. Mom moaned with a whimper.

"I am Master Son to you know, understand Mommy Slut!"

"Yes, Master Son."

"I see that your Dom inserted a butt plug in your ass Slut. Why is that? Is it to keep you horny, ready for him to fuck when he gets home? I wonder what he would say if he found you full of cum. Wonder if he would beat your ass and tits because you didn't follow his instructions. I wonder what are your instructions from my Father your Master. Tell me Slut"

"Oh, Master I am not allowed to cum. The plug is set to vibrate every 30 minutes for 5 minutes at a time. I was on the phone with Master when you came home. He was telling me to masturbate while the plug was vibrating."

"What was he saying" As I plowing my mother's pussy again and again; pounding her into a frenzied submissive state, just like I do her daughter, my sister, fuck them to a frenzied state.

"Ohhhhh...My GGGoooodddd, Oh Master Son you are larger than Master. Oh, OH, OH, OH!"

I picked up my pace sliding out until my head was at the entrance then slamming back until my balls slapped her clit. Each time my balls slapped her pussy ole Mommy Slut would beg for me to cum in her or allow her to cum -- disobeying her Master Husband.

"You failed to answer me SLUT! What was your Master telling you over the phone?"

"Oh Oh Oh Uh Uh Uh...Master was talking telling me what he was going to do to me when he got home tonight."

"Holy shit, SLUT! You have one tight pussy. That plug sure does add some wonderful pleasure inside. Now, continue telling me."

Oh...please make me cum Master. Oh, please let me cum Master. OH shit, Oh shit. NO! NO! NO!" I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock, it felt like a vice, gripping me, and trying to milk me at the same time."

"Tell me more. What is it he was going to do to you tonight?"

"OHhhhhhh...NNOOOO!!! No! NO! Oh....shit shit shit shit....."

"Oh, I see the SLUT cannot hold her orgasm like her Master told her. I will have to tell Father about you cumming without permission. I can only imagine the punishment you will receive tonight." I proceeded to hammer my mother's pussy while she during her orgasm, it was so tight I could barely move, but I pulled out then slammed in, out then in, I picked up my pace and the entire time Mom was having nonstop orgasms. I think it was the first time in a long time she was having multiple orgasms; it seemed to me it was continual. Finally, I was nearing my own release, not wanting to leave any evidence inside her; I pulled out, spun her around, and dropped her to her knees.

"Open Slut." Mom opened her mouth and I shoved my cock straight down her throat; God she can deep throat like a pro. I buried my cock and exploded, holding her head tight against my pelvis and jerking cum down into her stomach. Finally, what seemed like minutes, I let go of her head. Mom immediately cleaned my cock all the while looking up at me with pure devotion and lust in her blue-grey eyes; for a woman of nearly 45 years old she was stunning. When she had finished Mom fell back on her heals in display position.

"Did I please my son the Master?" I chuckled inside and with a smile on my face.

"OH, Yes. Slut you have please Master in more ways than you can count on. However, I will have to tell Dad you came without his permission." Her eyes grew wide and was about to say something when I put my fingers to her lips.

"Don't worry my sweet momma slut. This is between you and me. Just remember for the next 5 weeks when Dad or Jasmine are not around you will be naked and ready for me. You are to follow Master Dad's instruction at all times but when it is just you and me you will be naked. Do you understand?"

"Oh, Yes, Master Son. I will be naked when it is just you and me. May I ask a question Master?"

"I will answer your question if you answer my question."

"Master was telling me that he was going to have me strip naked place the harness, boots, and bridle bit in my mouth then he was going to train me how to prance, trot, and gallop like a true pony girl. He was then going to get a large dicked stud to fuck my pony pussy and pony ass while he whips my tits."

How did you know I was a submissive pony girl?"

"Well, I saw you and Dad during the summer when you took off on the two month vacation. I saw him insert the pony tail plug and watch him fuck you with the dildo making you cum like a bitch in heat. I heard you cry "Yes, Master." From that point on, let just say it has been a fantasy of mine to do exactly what we just did. What convinced me was when I saw you masturbating on the porch with your phone to your ear. I witnessed you trying hard not to cum. When I surprised you, you left the zipper down, and I looked at a very wet spot of your pants. From there it was a matter of getting you to see my large cock, which I knew you would drool over, Yes, I know I am larger than Dad."

"Oh, Master you're very much larger than my Master. You know we are leaving Thursday to a resort in the Philippines for 3 weeks. We will be staying at a BDSM resort to continue my pony girl training. Master has purchased some boots, a carriage harness, and blinders for me to train with while we are there. I look forward towards Master finishing my training."

"You mean you and Dad will not be here for Christmas?"

"No, Master, Your father, and I were going to tell you and Jasmine tonight and open presents."

"I guess I opened my present early." I said with a wicked smile. Mom looked up at me; I could see the lust and devotion in her eyes.

"Master could I ask one more questions?"

Yes, what is it?"

"Would you please fuck my ass with your large cock? I want to feel it fucking me."

"Suck me hard Slut." Mom dove on to my semi flaccid cock with gusto, taking it deep into her mouth. She sucked, licked, and rubbed it to hardness.

"If you want my cock to slide in then you better make is slick because I will not lube it for you. I will ram this cock straight to the hilt in your ass, Slut." Mom just hummed her approval at my statement.

"Oh, so the Slut likes the pain. You can't wait to have Master's cock deep in your ass. You're an ass slut then huh. Turn around ass high, head down on your arms." Mom moved into position, I looked at it and slapped her cheeks four times causing a guttural moan; I removed the plug and slammed my cock into her ass.

"Ohhhh....God Master. Yes, fuck your mommy slut's ass. OHHH...feels so good, so large, feels like your tearing me apart Master. Yes, Yes, Yes fuck me!" I was not being kind I sank deep into her ass, pulled out until my head was at her opening then slammed all the way back in; this reminded me of the first time I took Jazzy's ass, I guess like Mother like daughter. I wrapped my hands around her hips and started to force fuck her ass. I was lost in the moment when I felt her start to orgasm.

"Did I give you permission to cum SLUT? You better not cum or I will definitely tell your Master about it." I yelled. I heard a loud groan, and sweat rolling off of her back trying to hold off her orgasm. If felt my balls tightening up and my cock was swelling. I ripped out of her spun her around and shoved my cock into her waiting mouth, exploding. Mom drank every bit of my man juice, swallowing keeping up with the onslaught. Mom cleaned my cock, and then sat back. I motioned for her to turn around and I grabbed the plug re-inserting it into her well fucked ass.

"Now, how soon will Jasmine be home?" Mom looked at the clock, in about 10 minutes or so.

"Good, take my clothes and yours downstairs, start them, and do not mention to Jazzy that I am here. Once you have finished with getting the clothes started you may get dressed. Does Jazzy have classes tomorrow?"

"Yes, it will be her last day until after the New Year. Your Father will be going to the office in the morning, but our flight out of BWI leaves at 4:00 PM, he will be here around 11:30 AM to finish packing, the limo will be arrive around 2:00 PM to take us to the airport. We were planning on leaving the keys with Jasmine, but since you will be here when we return, we will leave them with you."

"Go, finish my instructions Slut. Do not forget, dress when you are done starting the machine."

"Yes, Master." Mom stood up, grabbed our clothes, and walked out swing her hips like the slut she is proving to me that she would make a fine addition to my growing harem. I had to think of Jazzy, she wanted me to fuck her in every hole once she knew about Mom and Dad's plans to travel half way around the world for Christmas. I went back and took another shower, thinking on the last two hours with mother, and how much I have learned about her.

I finished getting dressed; I had some clean clothes left, when I heard Jazzy yell for mom.

"Mom, I am home. Where are you?" I heard our mother yell back letting Jazzy know she was in the laundry room. I stood at the top of the stairs waiting for Jazzy to go to her room, when she looked up, stopped in her tracks, dropped to her knees, bowed her head.

"Master, when did you arrive? I have been waiting for you; please may this slave girl come kiss, and hug you?"

"Yes, but first show me you followed my instructions. Show me you are naked under your skirt, you have your plug in your ass, and the balls in your pussy." Jazzy looked around nervous about our mother.

"Did I stutter SLAVE? Show me NOW!" Jazzy raised her skirt showing me indeed that she had followed my instructions to the letter. I saw the string coming out of her pussy; I hit the remote one notch higher, she turned around and bent over giving me the vision of her white spankable ass and the butt plug with the blue sapphire diamond in her ass.

"Very good slave, you have only earned 3 kisses from Veronica so far. Tell Mother you will be studying until dinner, remove your clothes, and wait. I will be there shortly."

"Yes, Master. Mom I will be in my room studying for a quiz I have tomorrow."

"Ok, honey. I will call you for dinner, is that ok?"

"Yea, Thanks Mom." As she ascended the stairs removing her skirt and blouse before entering her room. I went down stairs to see what Slut Mommy was doing. I peered around the corner and found the slut masturbating and fucking the plug in her ass. I silently closed in on her, with a burst of speed and strength I grabbed her arms freezing them where they were, leaning into her ear I whispered, and said, "So, the slut can't follow simple instructions. Well, I guess your Master will find out about this when he gets home. I will tell him you could not keep your hands out of your pants and came all over your shorts. I would love to see your punishment."

"Oh, No, please Master. Please anything, but his punishment it can be so harsh at times. This will definitely be harsh. He told me that not to play with myself. I was thinking about what we did this afternoon and it has me really horny, I just couldn't help myself. I am a bad slut for you, Sir."

"Drop your shorts." Mom dropped the shorts to her ankles, and I slide my rock hard cock straight into her soaking wet pussy while we stood there in the laundry room. I grabbed her hair yanking back her head telling her what a dirty little mommy slut she is, fucking her for 1 minute and pulled out.

"Get fucking dressed slut. Master will be home soon, you need to start dinner. I will decided if I tell your Master about you playing and cumming without his permission. He may know when he comes home, you smell of highly aroused pussy."

"Yes, Master son." Mom got dressed and went to make dinner. I put my cock, still wet with mother's juices in my pants and walked up to Jazzy's room. Opening the door, there she was lying on her bed, naked, gagged, handcuffed, her feet shackled to the spreader bar, and the vibrator shaking her clit on high as I had instructed her to be when I mentioned to her the fantasy position. She told me her fantasy during my summer break and we enacted that part of her fantasy many times. I dropped my pants and underwear allowing my semi hard cock into her view; oh how she loved to suck my cock. I removed the ball gag and stuck my cock into her mouth. Her eyes went wide from the taste of another pussy on my cock. I looked at her and said, "Is there something wrong with the taste of my cock slave?"

Jazzy shook her head and I started to face fuck her, I reached for the vibrator and pressed hard into her clit. Moaning, Jazzy lifted her pelvis to get more contact to her clit. I as slamming my balls into her chin getting close to spilling my man juice down here throat when I heard mother yell for me and started to come up there stairs. Felling brave I told her to come up the stairs to Jazzy's room. Jasmine's eyes grew wide with terror and started to struggle in her bonds making pleading noises around my cock, lodged in her throat that I was still fucking. Jazzy was close to cumming when Mom entered. I didn't look back but knew by the gasp I heard from her.

"Slut, shut and lock the fucking door now." I heard the door shut and the lock click.

"Now, strip and show this slave you are mine to command as well. Oh, slave that taste is mommy slut's pussy; I was fucking her just before I came up to face fuck you. She tastes great doesn't she?"

Jazzy couldn't figure it out, but I enlightened her as our mother stripped naked before us. When mom was naked, she knelt at my feet waiting for my instructions.

"You see Mommy Slut; your daughter, my sister here gave herself to me over the summer. She has been my willing slave girl since the second day of my summer break. She and her sister slave; Kristine, yep my girlfriend have been following my instructions to the letter waiting for the day their Master returns. Now, I know you're wondering how we kept it a secret all this time. Well, I planned it very carefully. You and Dad, your Master, were gone for most of it, so it was no big deal. Jazzy, her slave name, and Krissy, her slave name; lived here until you got home. After that it wasn't too difficult to keep them inline and for me to get the service I demanded. As for you, well I explained that this morning. Now, we are here with no more secrets, well except for Dad, and we will keep this secret from him. For one, I do not want to fight for control of either Jazzy or Slut Mommy, two I don't think he would take kindly to me dominating his pony slave girl, and three let's just keep it a secret for now. Mommy slut, start licking your sister sluts pussy and sluts you know you must ask for permission to cum. Now get to it."

Mom dove into Jazzy's pussy like a woman possessed, Jazzy was still terrified about the situation, but then got lost in the feeling having her pussy licked by another woman while I fucked her face. My balls getting tighter and tighter with my impending orgasm, I looked over at Jazzy's pussy and mom was doing a fantastic job on Jazzy, I bent over to get the vibrator touching Mom's clit, which cause a squeal from here. I felt my balls tighten and dropping the vibrator I put both of my hands on the side of Jazzy's head to fuck her face harder. She was swallowing my cock down her throat, like I taught her over the summer, and I looked down into her green lust filled eyes.

"You want to cum don't you slave?" She nodded.

"You want me to cum down your throat Slave?" She nodded again.

"You want Mommy slut to fuck you don't you slave" She nodded again. I pulled out of her throat, walked over to the closet, my cock swaying back and forth, and pulled out the strap-on with the 10 inch replica cock.

"Slut, stop. Put this on, and make sure the small dildo attached is in your slutty pussy. Then fuck you slave daughter."

"Yes, Master." I then returned to Jazzy, opening her mouth to accept my hard salvia covered cock; I slide until my balls touched her chin. Grabbing both sides of her head I pounded her throat with my cock, watching Mom fuck Jazzy is a real turn on and I wasn't going to last long. I heard moaning from both my slaves, Mom the first to ask permission, which I denied her, reminding her of her instructions from her other Master. With her mouth full of my cock, Jazzy asked for permission, "You know my thoughts on that don't you slave. When I cum you will get to cum, but this time you must beg for that orgasm. Mommy slut, stop licking, and put the vibrator on her clit then finger fuck this little slave girl." Mom did just that and Jazzy moaned around my cock which I loved, especially when she moaned or hummed, hummer has a new meaning with your cock buried deep in a slave's throat. It felt incredible and I exploded into her throat. I pulled back and three more ropes splashed on her tongue and face.

"Slut, lick off the cum. Slave you may cum, now." Jazzy went ridged, arching her back throwing her pelvis up to the vibrator. Her breathing stopped and her eyes unfocused on the ceiling.

"AAAAnnnnnggggggg....Oh Gooodd, Master...OH MY GOD...so hard Master I am cumming so hard. OH, shit...Master please let it stop." I leaned into her ear and said, "Cum for me again slave, show Mommy slut how good a little slave girl you are by following my commands."

Jazzy came again convulsing, shaking, and moaning loud, she was breathing hard and sweat was pooling on her stomach.

"Oh, Master. Thank you for my pleasure, you truly know me as a slave girl. Thank you for allowing me to show you the pleasure you provide me." I released Jazzy from her shackles gave her a bottle of water and watch Mommy slut sit back on her ass forcing the plug deeper into her ass. Moaning when she did, I looked at her.

"Slut, I wish I could command you to cum, but Your Master will have to allow that, it is not mine to give besides I think you already did several times without his permission and that for that you will tell him. I imagine punishment will be forth coming, and I would love to administer is, as it is I must punish my slave girl here." Turning my head to Jazzy I told her to get Veronica, she looked at me with pleading eyes, but I returned the look with determination. She stood and retrieved veronica holding it up above her head.

"Here is Veronica, Master, may she show me the true nature of being a good and faithful slave girl." I smiled

"You know your position, get to it." Jazzy fell down on the bed on her back legs spread wide; I turned to Mom and said, "You think Dad is harsh in his punishment. Jazzy, tell our mother why do you love and hate her?"

"Slut Mommy, my relationship with Veronica is one of pain and pleasure. She brings me pain of my failures and teaches me to obey my Master, and one of pleasure when she allows me to feel her loving kiss on my pussy and licks me with loving kindness. She is a cruel loving Mistress, she serves Master well." Jazzy laid down on her bed, spread her legs looked up at me.

"Why are you being punished slave?"

"Because I did not trust you Master when Mommy slut came into my room. I betrayed the trust I had with you to know me and the situation."

"Very good slave, now Veronica will kiss you 5 times. You count and thank her for each one."

"Yes, Master."

"Slut Mommy, kneel in front of me facing slave girl and watch as she receives her punishment." Mom moved between me and Jazzy facing Jazzy's flooding cunt. With a quick forceful strike I hit Jazzy's pussy square; lots of practice on two slutty disobedient slave girls, Jazzy counted and thanked Veronica. I struck her again; she counted again, not showing any signs of discomfort or pain. I looked down at Mom, she was drooling, wide eyed watching the spectacle of her daughter's punishment by her Master. I struck Jazzy again, she counted again, and she thanked Veronica once again. I struck again, hearing a splat from the flooded cunt in front of me Jazzy thanked Veronica."Thank you Veronica for teaching me how to obey," Jazzy's words she had spoken through the four strikes of the riding crop. She knew what was coming, for as many times I have punished her and her sister slave, the last strike was with my full body weight force to her beautiful juicy pussy. I came up with as much strength I could muster striking Jazzy's pussy. Jazzy cried out in pain and pleasure screaming my name.

"Cum" that is all I said. Jazzy opened her eyes looking directly at me and squirted over her bed. Mom dove into her pussy lapping up what she could, my cock so hard, I pulled out the plug in Mom's ass and rammed my steel rod in going balls deep in one motion. Mom rocked back on my cock, still licking Jazzy's pussy, Jazzy was convulsing, and shaking her head back and forth calling my name, I could feel my balls tightening getting ready to unload into my mother's ass. I pulled out grabbed her by the hair, spun her around, and shoved my cock into her mouth. Just as her lips wrapped around my cock I exploded.

"Swallow it, Slut. Drink of your Son's sperm, your Master Son's juice. Swallow all of me or I will punish you like I punished my slave." Mom swallowed all of my sperm then kissed Jazzy on the lips, sharing my essence with her daughter, my sister, my slave; Jazzy's breathing slowed down, sat up grabbed Mom with both hands on the side of her head and gave her the most passionate kiss.

"O my God Jasmine. What was that for?"

"Because my dear sweet Mommy slut, I love you and have wanted to do that for a long time. You and I are very much a like, you submitted to Father when you were young, I submitted to my brother being young. I do not regret anything I have done with my brother or you for that fact. I love the way you lick me, I love the way he trains me, I love being told what, when, how, and why in my life, Master does that for me. Yes, I begged him to take that control of my life; I have for as many years dreamed of him taking control of me demanding absolute obedience in every aspect of my life. I love Master, I love you and want you to be his as well as mine. I understand why you cannot, but still a slave girl can dream."

Our Mother was crying at this point.

"Oh, Jasmine, I wish I could, but your father, my Master, would not understand the need. He has been my Master for 25 years and I will not ask for my release. We were married and as his wife slave I will not break our sacred vows, just to become my son's slave. I would in a second, but I cannot and will not break my wedding and slave vows." I heard Dad's car pull up and the garage door starting to open.

"Mom, go make yourself presentable for your Master, Jazzy get dressed in your school clothes, I will go and meet Dad in the kitchen and stall him until you both arrive. Mom, you will come down first, Jazzy after you have cleaned up."

"Yes, Master." They said in unison. I went downstairs and met Dad as he walked through the garage access to the kitchen.

"Hey, Dad what's up?" I said walking into the living room from the hallway leading upstairs.

"Not much, where are your mother and sister?"

"I think Jasmine is in her room studying, and Mom is upstairs doing something. I came down when I heard you drive up."

"How come you're home early?"

"Oh, I finished my finals a day early and didn't want to spend another day at school so I packed and got here around 10:30 this morning, had lunch with Mom after unpacking my clothes and stuff."

"How long are you here for this time?"

"Same as last semester, about five weeks or so, I will be heading back around why do you ask?"

"Oh, your mother and I will be heading to the Philippines tomorrow around 11 tomorrow and well since your hear I have some things to give you. I really didn't expect you home before we left, but I am glad you showed up." We walked into his study towards his desk. I grabbed the lounge chair as Dad took his seat behind the desk. Opening a drawer he handed me a thick manila envelope labeled 'Trip itinerary and house documents'.

"Open it." I folded back the lid of the envelop and pulled out the documents, sitting on top was their itinerary for the trip to the Philippines, the hotel they would be staying at and the State Departments office number and the office for the island. Thumbing through the papers I also found the will, power of attorney for the estate -- in case something happened to them on the trip -- and the Deed to the house, the registration for the vehicles and other important legal documents in case disaster befell my parents. I looked up at him tilting my head slightly to the left.

"What is this? Power of Attorney, Will, Deed, and bank statements? What is this for? You and Mom not coming back or something?"

"No, worst case scenario, I do that for every trip I go on out of country. You never know what will happen. Did you get find the keys in the envelope?"

"Yes, what are they too?"

"There is a second envelope in there that explains everything, but only open it if your mother and I are dead or considered dead."

"Ok, let's hope that doesn't happen." Dads grabbed two glasses and poured us scotch on the rocks. We sat and talked until we heard Mom call out for dinner. Walking to the dining room we found a lavish setup for dinner. Jazzy had finished setting the table and was putting out the salad.

"Well, it is about time the men folk joined the group here." Smiling the entire time, I gave her the 'you will regret that statement and be punished' look. Jazzy just licked her lips, nodded, and bowed her head.

"Wow, honey looks great. Smells wonderful, but that maybe because I am hungry"

"You're not the only one." I pulled out mother's seat sliding it under the table and running my hand across her shapely ass; she blushed and started to dish out the salad. I went over and did the same to Jazzy, but I pinched her ass instead which caused her to jump and yelp a little. Dad looked at her, she just smiled telling him, and I sat across from Jazzy. I played with her pussy with my bare feet during dinner; it was very wet when we finished dinner.

During dinner Dad explained to Jazzy and me about their trip to the Philippines for the next four weeks, returning a week after New Year's. I knew already where they were going -- BDSM hotel and resort, where he would be training Mom to be a better pony girl. We finished dinner I helped clear the table while Dad went into his study to watch NPR and other Public stations about politics about national and international discussions about the major topics of the week. I on the other hand had two slaves to tease and play with while helping clean the dishes. Mom took to the dishes, Jazzy took to the food, and I took to playing with bare pussies. I slide my hand under Mom's dress feeling her bare ass inserting two fingers into her very soaked pussy getting a low moan out of her. Jazzy watched I reached over to her and did the same thing. The difference in the pussies was amazing while Mom's was tight; Jazzy's was gripping my fingers as I slide them in and out of her. Jazzy had grabbed the counter while Mom grabbed the sink. I heard Dad's study door open his foot step coming toward the kitchen. I made as if I was helping Jazzy with the food, opening the refrigerator putting away the leftovers.

"Honey, let the kids finish the dishes, we need to pack right now. Let's go."

"Yes, dear I will be right there. I just need to finish this." Dad looked at Mom and she knew it was a command and not a request.

"Yes, dear I am coming with you to pack." She wiped her hands off with the dish towel handed it to Jazzy. "Jasmine, finish the dishes while your brother puts the food away."

"Yes, Mommy." She said with a wink. Mom turned walked out with Dad to their room. I watch as Dad lifted the back of her skirt and played with the butt plug still in her ass to the hallway leading to the stairs. Mom was having a hard time walking since she was so primed for an orgasm. It was going to be hard to stop the flood even if Dad told her no. I knew we would hear Mom scream from the spanking she was going to get tonight. Jazzy moved over to finish cleaning the dishes, I opened my fly my cock rock hard since playing with her pussy using my big toe and I drove deep into Jazzy's very soaked cunt. She gasped at the sudden intrusion still trying to clean the dishes. I used my hands on the hips to move her back so that she would lean over the sink that way I could fuck her properly from behind. I was listening for the creak in the stairs when someone came down. I pounded her for a couple of minutes coming deep in her well used pussy. Turning her around pushing her down to clean my cock which she eagerly did, licking my cock and balls clean. I told her to finish the dishes and to come to the living room when she was finished. I walked into the living room turned on the TV and channel changed, I found the Discovery Channel watching a new episode of 'Alaskan State Trooper". Some ten minutes later Jazzy walked into the living room and I motioned for her to sit next to me. Jazzy plopped down on the couch making me bounce a little I looked over at her and she shrugged her shoulders at me then looked at the TV. Inside I knew what she was doing and well it worked I was going to have to punish her for being the little brat slut. Jazzy was texting Kristine, my slave wife to be, on the phone, so I decided to head up stairs to retrieve my phone to see what I could find out. Yea I hacked her account and Kristine's account as well; yep I know invasion of privacy and all that jazz, but a Master needs to have a leg up so to speak. I reached the top of the stairs and heard some noises coming from the parents room, so I creeped up to their door.

"Slut, I thought I told you to pack these for our trip."

"Yes, Master you did."

"Then why are they still sitting out on the bed and not in the suitcase like they should be."

"Master, I wanted you to use them on me. Please use them on me I need to feel them, Please Master."

I could only imagine what they were, so I went to my room booted up my laptop and logged into the camera server. Then I texted Jazzy to get her ass up to my room, and looked at her account to find out what the two slaves were talking about to each other. I clicked on the MBR camera feed and saw Mom naked spread eagle on the bed, tied to the four posts and Dad was attaching clover clamps to her very large erect nipples. Looking at the feed Dad had a four inch taws in his right hand slapping Mom's soaking pussy.

"Three Master may I have another!" Dad smacked her again.

"Four Master may I have another!" Smack. Before Mom could say her count he smacked her pussy quickly smacked her pussy five times.

"Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine Master may I have another!" Mom was undulating her hips trying to get some better contact on her clit. My cock was rock hard and I was masturbating watching my mother get her pussy beat red. I so wanted to fuck her at this point when I saw Dad smack her pussy one more time.

"Ten MASTER may I have another!"

"Cum SLUT!" Mom went stiff as Dad thrusted three fingers into her sopping cunt and started finger fucking her. Mom's orgasm lasted 30 seconds before her body dropped to the bed and went limp. Dad pulled his fingers out of her and raised them to her lips. She sucked her juices off of his fingers and then he kissed her passionately. Just as Mom orgasmed I did too ropes of cum landing on the hard wood floor beneath my feet. Five or six ropes had landed there I thought of cleaning it up when I remembered Jazzy sitting on the couch texting Kristine. I sent a text to Jazzy to come to my room and kneel. Ten seconds later there was a knock on my door, telling her to come in she immediately dropped to her knees in front of me lifting her skirt to show me her wet red lips.

"Did I tell you that you could play with your pussy Slut?"

"No Master."

"What were you thinking while you were playing with yourself without permission?"

"I was thinking of the last time you fucked me Master and how intense the orgasm was when you permitted me to cum."

"Well, you know you must be punished for disobeying me."

"Yes, Master. I look forward to you teaching me to be patient and horny slave for you." That is when I thought of my sperm cooling on the floor at my feet.

"See this pool of liquid at my feet?"

"Yes, Master."

"Clean it with your tongue naked." Jazzy removed her skirt leaving her naked for my viewing. She crawled over to my feet and licked up the pool of cum on the floor. I took my right hand and smacked her ass cheek hard. She jumped a little but kept on licking. I smacked her on the ass again a little harder. Then I slide my finger effortlessly into her very wet pussy. I added two more fingers to her cunt; she started to fuck my fingers, my thumb rubbing her clit, I added my fourth finger and finally my hand into her soaking twat, still licking cum off the floor, she moaned loud.

"My sweet slave girl, I now have my hand in your sweet cunt and I want you to fuck my hand. Remember I must give you permission to orgasm. If you cum before I tell you I will punish you very severely when I feel the need to punish you. It maybe tonight, tomorrow, or whenever I feel you need to be reminded."

"Oh, Yes Master. Punish me for disobeying you. Oh please make my punishment harder than before. Please Master punish me now." With my other fingers I grabbed onto her clit and squeezed as tight as I could the gasp that immediately came from my slave girl was music to my ears.

"I said I would punish you when I see fit and not before, and I will tell you when your punishment will start. Now fuck my hand." Jazzy started to move faster on my hand and I started to move my hand in and out of her wide cunt. As she moved back I went forward with my arm soon, my arm from my hand to just below my elbow covered in slave girl juices. When I felt her pussy walls clench around my hand, it was magnificent to fee, her smooth pussy walls trying to milk my hand of cum, undulating in a ripple effect. I shoved my hand straight and felt her uterus holding my hand there I opened my fingers to message the uterus. Jazzy could not move she was moaning shaking her head back and forth, making incoherent words. Her legs were shaking as she held off her impending intense orgasm. I continued to message her uterus, weird feeling for both her and me, watching for signs of her orgasm.

"OHHHH...Goooddddd....MASTER. Please let this slave girl cum, whatever you are doing is incredible, I can feel you rubbing my womb with your fingers and it is so intense. OH...please Master, Please. I beg you have mercy, I cannot hold out much longer." Leaning into her ear I whispered to keep quiet or Dad would be able to hear her screams. Also, telling her that she could hold out, because she was to obey my commands as her Master that she professed not six months ago that she would follow my commands and instructions without fail. She had failed on numerous occasions just like her sister slave, but that I did not bring up at the moment. I continued with my ministrations of her uterus knowing full well she would orgasm for me, but then I felt some compassion for her.

"You want to cum don't you my slave girl"

"OH, GOD Yes Master. Please let me cum."

"Why should I let you, you disobeyed me by playing with yourself in the living room watching TV thinking about me fucking you. Now what kind of Master would let you do that and not punishing you for your disobedience?"

"OH, Maasstter I just can't help myself, you have brought out the horny slave girl in me. I want to please you and thinking of pleasing you makes this slave girl....OOOOHHHHHH.....Please Master....I Ohhhh... just want to please you. Please punish me another way. Ohhhhhhhhhh.....NOOOOOO!!! Master I am Ohhhh...NOOOO.....I Oh....no please Master, Please Ohhhhh....God No, I need to cum Master, Please Anything you want I will give you Please....OHHH....NOooo. Oh Master I oh...Master." I was listening and feeling her pussy clench and unclench my wrist, her uterus was opening up to my messaging.

"Cum my slave girl, Cum." She did, squirting her juices over my arm, legs, and the floor. Her uterus opened up and I put a finger in the hole. Jazzy went stiff, her legs shaking from the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt. I looked at the video feed from Mom and Dad's room they were fucking, Mom on her belly and Dad slamming his body into her up turned red ass. She was still tied to the bed legs spread wide, arms over her head, I could hear Mom begging Dad to cum, and he responded when she felt his man juice in her womb she could cum. Dad slammed deep and stopped grunting and groaning telling her she had the sweetest ass and pussy of all time. Telling her that he was blessed with the best slave wife and mother, a man could have in the world. Mom was convulsing below him shoving her pussy back to get him deeper, professing her love of her Master Husband. Jazzy was still on an orgasmic high when I removed my hand from her liquid pussy. Grabbing her hair with my other hand I lifted her head up shoving my hand to her mouth.

"Suck my hand and arm clean of your slave juice." She immediately sucked her juices off my hand lingering at my four fingers then moving down my hand to my wrist and upper extremity. I was hard again, still holding her hair in my hand I took out my raging hard on and shoved her face onto my cock forcing her head down until it reached the base of my cock. Jazzy was gagging I let her up to breathe then shoved back down. Then I basically fucked her face going faster and harder into her mouth until I exploded deep in her throat. I let go of her hair, she licked my cock, and balls clean of all the juices. Then sat back looking up at me waiting on my next command.

"Go to your room, do not get dressed, get your glass dildo insert it into you cunt and go to sleep. When you wake in the morning come to my room with your dildo and plug in your body then suck my cock and wake me."

"Yes, Master." She crawled out from under my desk and walked straight to her room naked shutting the door, but not locking it. I looked at the feed, Mom and Dad was finishing up with their packing; Dad telling Mom not forget the toys and his instructions about what to pack and not to pack.

I shut down the feed got into the shower and cleaned off before heading to bed. I knew Mom and Dad were going to be up late and then get up early; Jazzy only had a half day of school before the Christmas break and she was going to be home before Mom and Dad left for the airport. I fell asleep dreaming of Jazzy, Kristine, and Mom fucking, sucking, and trained to obey my commands.

Dreaming of my sweet Kristine several months pregnant, her warm wet mouth sucking and licking the head of my cock, slurping it like and ice cream cone, taking it deep to the back of her throat swallowing my cock and humming causing me to moan loud and deep. Grabbing the back of her head, I fucked her lovely face. I woke to the feeling of my balls tightening and my dick swelling just before I exploded in orgasm. Talk about the ultimate wet dream when I opened my eyes, Jazzy was looking at me. I grabbed her head and forced it further down onto my cock shooting four ropes of thick white sperm into her stomach.

Fully awake and fearing I had soiled my sheets from best fucking wet dream in my life there sat Jazzy her mouth open showing me her prize and for my approval to swallow the remaining sperm not forced down her throat. I looked into her eyes I saw complete and utter devotion to her slavery to me, deeper into her emerald green eyes I looked pulsating to the beat of her heart. I nodded and she closed her mouth swallowing my sperm.

"Good Morning Master." She said with a smile on her face. It was a smug look and it really was cute and I thought about being angry, but I could not with so much love for her as her Brother and Master.

"Good morning my sweet slave girl. I see you have followed at least one of my instructions from last night; did you follow the others? You like to suck your Master's cock, don't you my slave girl?"

"Yes, Master I love to taste you and the feel of you in my mouth; it warms me and makes me a horny slave girl."

She stood up naked in display positon. I admired her beauty and openness checking that she indeed had followed my instructions. Turning her around making her bend at the waist I saw the glass butt plug, she so liked to have in her dark hole. Her pussy lips swollen thick with blood and her clit was protruding out of its cover. She was ready for her Master's instruction.

"Well, aren't you afraid what might happen if Mom or Dad saw you sucking on their son's and your brothers cock. What do you think they would do to you?"

"Master I don't care as long as I can be your slave girl until you release me or I die. We are adults now. You are almost 22 and I just turned 18, Mom knows and she is the only one here right now. Master you saw to that yesterday. Mom accepted it and I have a feeling Dad either will kick you straight in the balls or send me to a long term live-in mental institution. No matter what happens with Dad what is in my heart, mind, and soul is yours. I live, breath, and exist to be your slave girl. Understand this Master I know that we cannot marry I don't care. I know that Krissy will be your slave wife I don't care. I will be yours body, mind, and soul until the end of my life. If you want to release me then you release me. I will have to learn to live with it, which will be very hard and cause me to become a reclusive old slave fucking and sucking whomever comes to my door. Master, I am yours forever. I will sign whatever stupid piece of paper you want me to sign stating that from now until you die, I die, or your release me from your service to you without conditions, safe words, and with no closing date, like the first contract we signed."

My thoughts running a mile a minute over what my little sister told me. She wants to be my slave 24X7, 365 for the rest of her or my life. A millions of thoughts and scenarios past through my brain in an instance, Jazzy broke me free of my thoughts.

"Master, I know that I cannot marry you, but I don't care. You can have both of us as slaves. This slave girl will become whatever my Master decides. I am at your command, Master. If you decide that Krissy will be my Mistress because she is your slave wife, then I will serve her as I serve you totally and without reservations. I will submit to her as I have submitted to you noting that your commands supersede hers."

"What if I decide to breed you?"

"Oh God Master I would carry our child and then ask for another."

"What about the hype of "Incest defects"?"

"Master with proper prenatal care and monitoring our child will be healthy and loved."

"As you're Master and because I am your brother you will find some courses at the community college that will help you with some type of skills besides being my slave. Understood?"

"Yes, Master. I will look at the courses and seek your approval to take them."

"Good, now where is Mommy Slut?"

"I believe she is finishing packing as Dad had instructed her. I must say she looks really amped up this morning. I have never seen her this excited she is dripping wet Master and not because she is naked, but for some reason her lips are red and puffy like I get when you punish me."

Only I knew why. Dad had abused her pussy with the tawse and his dick last night and she did not orgasm. Amped is not the word I would use, but maybe highly aroused and horny as hell needing any dick in any one of her holes. I was tempted but did not act on it she needed to understand to obey her Master's commands and I would be a distraction to her. I walked into her bedroom sporting a semi-hard cock, Jazzy naked behind me.

"Hey Mommy Slut I see that you are finishing your packing for the trip. What bags are finished that I and Jazzy can take downstairs to the door?"

"Oh, Master Son, Master's bags are finished, these two for me, and this one, I have to finish with this one bag left, shower, shave, and insert the bullet into my slutty pussy for Master's enjoyment during our trip. He told me to leave the pony plug in until we arrived at the airport when he would take it out in the limo and feed it to me. Oh God it is making me wet just thinking about going through the security at the airport with this bullet in my cunt."

I chuckled about that and could only imagine what the TSA agent at the full body scan would say to Mom when she found the bullet logged in her pussy. In my head it sounded like this: "Oh excuse me Miss could you step over to the side I need to do a full body search. Miss what is inserted in your cavity?" As embarrassed as my mother would be she would answer because Dad had told her not to lie about anything she had inside, outside, or any other place on her body. "Oh that is a magic vibrating bullet my Master inserted into my slutty pussy to keep me horny and ready for him to use during our trip" I burst out laughing Mom and Jazzy looked at me funny. I told them what I envisioned going through the TSA Security Full Body Scan; our Mother looked at me shocked and scared.

"You mean they would be able to see that on their screen?"

"Yes, Mommy slut, if it blocks the x-ray then it can and will be seen. Of course they may want to do a full body cavity search and might ask you to remove it. They would undoubtedly stick a finger your ass and cunt to see what might possibly be in there, but knowing you Mommy Slut you will be embarrassed, aroused, and probably cum without permission just from the TSA Agents manipulation of your holes."

"Oh God Master I would be so embarrassed and so turned on I would orgasm when the agent stick their finger in my ass or pussy."

"Wow never thought of that, Hmmm...that would be great to watch Mommy Slut come out in front of the TSA Agents in the Airport. She would be dripping wet and her juices running down her legs in no time." Jazzy said.

"Jazzy grab the other bags while I get these two and will put them by the door."

"Yes, Master." We grabbed the bags and walked to the front door setting down the bags Jazzy and I were still naked.

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