Guess Who is Cumming to Dinner

[EddieDavidson]

This story has BDSM themes, Incest, and embarrassed nude Females.

It's exquisitely written (and in draft form) by my friend Mike McGifford. He gave me permission to share it here. We are working on it, and I am helping out.

However, one thing that I want to highlight is that I consider his writing far better than my own.

I hope you enjoy it.

I will leave this page open for a title.

[EddieDavidson]

“So, who is she?” I asked my sister, Maddie.

“I dunno. That's the point, right?” Maddie answered condescendingly, sounding annoyingly like Mom.

The woman that Dad was walking in the front door on the far side of the living room was almost naked but for stockings, heels, a collar, and a hood over her head, hiding her face and hair. Her mound was shaved totally bald, and the only thing that gave away her age was a C-section scar. She was another old slut, like Mom's age or maybe older, but tan and fit like a tennis player who took really good care of herself, ate right, did Pilates, fucked a lot.

What stood out most other than the hood was her tan lines. This woman had the whitest skin behind tan lines that defined where a conservative bikini usually covered her tits and cunt.

I frowned at Maddie across the kitchen table, where we were doing our homework. She's such a bitch, sometimes, stating the obvious to wind me up.

My sister Maddie is seventeen and a pain in my ass. She thinks she knows everything because she skipped a year in school, and she treats me like a little kid, even though I'm only a year younger than her.

She seems to think that having big boobs and an ass she can clap makes her an adult or something. She orders me around, tries to make me do her chores, and ignores me at school whenever she's not calling me a dweeb in front of her friends.

But she still acts like a little kid around Dad. It is so unfair. She has Dad wrapped around her little finger. She smiles sweetly, puts on her angel face and calls him Daddy with something skin to a lisp, and he calls her his little princess. But then she will turn around where he can't see her, give me the finger and poke her tongue out at me like a five-year-old.

All the boys at school have been blinded by Maddie's act, too. Sure, she's hot as far as sisters go, but no one at school sees through her like I do. No one sees the bitch. Oh no, they just see the smart, popular girl.

My friends will not shut up about how pretty she is, her smile, her body, her radiant ebony hair, blah blah blah, and always wanting me to talk them up to her. As if!

Even my friend Evan, who I'm pretty sure is gay, has asked me to introduce him to Maddie a bunch of times, lately. He's always asking me to get her to text him for stupid shit like getting tutoring, or helping with school dances, or one time he wanted me to talk her into joining cheerleading.

I say I will, but I never do. Fuck that! Let him think she's ignoring him. I'm really doing Evan a favor. Maddie's trouble with a capital T, but he refuses to listen when I tell him that. Nor can I tell him she's a slut. Family secrets and all.

In a way, I'm glad Mom and Dad don't allow friends over on school nights, or he'd be all up in her face. That's the last thing we need.

What none of my friends know is that Dad has a business, and it's the sort of business that would cause DFS to get involved if they ever found out. Dad is a trainer, but he trains people in sex stuff.

I'm sure as shit is not gonna say a word about it because Dad occasionally brings his work home with him, like today, when Mom's off on a business trip. I'm not too sure what Mom does, but it's got something to do with cosmetics, and she must travel a lot.

So, when Mom's away, Dad brings a trainee home and makes her do crazy shit that always involves her being naked. Twice now, I've secretly wet my wick in one of those sluts.

Both times were when Dad had her tied up naked. The first slut was straddling a sybian, and he had to go out, leaving her bound to it in the living room.

The day that happened was when I thought I was alone at home. I walked into the living room and there she was. An old slut, another one probably nearly Mom and Dad's age. She didn't care I was seeing her humping a sybian and instead, she begged me to let her suck my cock.

Just like that. She didn't know me, didn't know my dad was her trainer or that I was his son or anything. She just begged me to let her suck it. What was I supposed to do? My first BJ was from a tied-up MILF riding a sybian in my own living room.

She obviously said nothing to Dad about it, or I would never have heard the end of it.

The second time was the same situation, me thinking I was home alone, but the woman was only a few years older than me, and she was left tied and gagged with her legs spread wide. I could see right into her hairy gash. She was so embarrassed when I walked in on her!

I was in a mood, so I hid my surprise and casually asked her if she wanted me to put my cock in her, as if I did it all the time. I never thought she'd nod, giving me the green light! Fuck, what a way to lose your virginity! I fucked her three times in less than 10 minutes. Afterwards, she never said anything to Dad either.

In retrospect, Dad had to have known. I left her with spunk running out of her pussy like a river. He never said a word about it, though. Still, he did not leave his trainees unattended after that. It's been 2 months since that day. Which brings me back to now.

“Doesn't it piss you off, Dad parading naked women through the house when Mom's away, sis?” I asked, wondering why Maddie never complained to Mom.

Until then, I'd always thought women stuck together, and Maddie would be the first to run crying to Mom. Then I realized that would jeopardize Maddie's position as Dad's spoiled brat. A Brat who'd been promised a car for her birthday next month.

“Dad's a professional Dom, Luke, but you wouldn't know about grown-up stuff like that. Just stick to your cartoons and video games and let us adults do the adulting,” she replied dismissively.

“Fuck you,” I spat back.

“In your dreams, bro. I probably couldn't even find your boner with a magnifying glass,” she laughed.

I kicked her shin under the table.

“Ow! I'm gonna tell Dad!” Maddie threatened.

It was a hollow threat, and we both knew it. One fixed rule in the house is that we didn't ever interrupt Dad when he was working unless there was a fire or World War 3 had been announced on TV.

Of course, that wouldn't stop her making out like I'd beaten her to a pulp when she shared the story at dinnertime. Still… worth it.

Dinnertime in our house is sacred. Even when Mom's away, the family all sits down together, and we share stories of how our day was. My little sisters Dani and Marie often hog the limelight with unrealistic tales that only 15-year-old twin girls can make up.

Yesterday they talked for 20 minutes about seeing Perry, their latest heartthrob rapper superstar, drive by the school in a convertible Rolls-Royce with a dozen groupies with him.

As if Perry wouldn't have a chauffeur. Those girls got all the imagination and none of the brains in the family.

Our developing argument was immediately put on pause by unspoken agreement when Dad started coming toward us, holding the unknown woman's leash.

Dad never outright introduced any of us to his trainees!

“Daddy?” Maddie asked when our father was close enough.

Her single word question made it abundantly clear we were both confused by him bringing his trainee to the dining room.

“Guess who is coming to dinner,” Maddie smirked with obvious amusement at the novelty of the situation. The double entendre of cumming to dinner wasn’t lost on me.

“Kids, I want you to meet…” he paused for a moment, deciding how to introduce us to the busty woman on the leash. “...Eve. She's undergoing some additional training on how to be a better domestic slave. I need to see how she interacts with a regular family, so I've decided to use us as her test. Luke, can you please keep your dick out of this one without permission?”

I couldn't help it. I blushed furiously. Dad didn't have to say that in front of Maddie! Worse, he knew I'd done stuff with his previous trainees and now, so did Maddie.

At least Dani and Marie weren't here to hear it since they were still at their friend’s place down the street. They would have never let me live it down as if Maddie would either.

Maddie's grin told me Dad's warning had made her day, but she quickly blanked her expression and turned her attention to Eve, who'd stopped to the side of Dad and a little behind him.

“Hi, Eve!” Maddie said as if she were excited to make the hooded and otherwise naked women's acquaintance. “Love the shoes!”

To me, it was a surreal experience, like Maddie met hooded slaves every day, and she could overlook the weirdness of the moment.

The woman subtly nodded without a word, but her upper chest pinkened. She was as embarrassed as me!

If the hood hadn't been almost skin tight with a closed zipper from the top of the back of her head to the bottom of her neck and the only openings two eye slits that didn't even allow me to see her eye color, and two small nose holes, I could easily imagine her cheeks, ears, and neck would have been red too.

“Eve is gagged under the hood, guys. A domestic slave is to be seen, not heard,” Dad explained. “I want you to just be yourselves around her and treat her like you'd treat any other slave. And to be clear, no punishing her until we've had a proper discussion at dinner. Which reminds me, where are the girls? Up in their room? I'd like them to meet Eve before she starts dinner prep,” Dad wondered out loud.

We would be punishing her? I know my mouth dropped open in surprise. Dad's words echoed around in my brain, making any other thought impossible.

“They're at Macy's. They know they have to be home by 6, Daddy,” Maddie told Dad, somehow affecting that change in her voice that's tailored especially for him. Maybe she hadn't heard what Dad had said about punishing Eve?

Her words snapped me out of it. Maddie was so used to manipulating Dad that she could add something, almost a lisp, to her speech, mid-sentence, when turning her attention to Dad. Still, she was clearly brown nosing the way she jumped in before I could tell him where my sisters were. I mentally growled at Maddie.

“Oh, okay. Well, I guess they'll just have to wait to meet her. Eve, get busy,” he told the woman, dropping her leash and expecting her to just do as she'd been told with no regard to how weird what he was asking of her was.

Eve moved her head slightly in Dad's direction, did the tiny nod thing again, and then stepped forward towards the kitchen.

As she passed my chair, her butt cheek very nearly grazed my arm, making my cock take note. I could smell the scent of arousal on her, and after she passed me, I saw the half-healed welts on her butt. Eve had very recently been whipped or something.

Eve didn't need further instruction. She ignored the dangling leash, went to the fridge to see what was in there, then opened the freezer doing the same. Finally, she opened the walk-in pantry and disappeared inside, returning a moment later with some vegetables.

A short time after that, she had a chopping board out and was slicing vegetables. It was as if she'd been born in a kitchen and intuitively knew where everything she needed was located. Dad left her to it and retreated to his study.

Mom's a great cook. From the smell of things, I could tell Eve is, too. By the time my sisters got home, my tummy was grumbling, and I couldn't wait to dig into whatever Eve was making. It smelled awesome!

Maddie had spent a few minutes trying to talk to Eve before giving it up when Eve didn't reply with anything other than a nod or a head shake.

She did let her true personality shine through, which made me smile, when she got pissed at Eve for not answering her despite knowing Eve was gagged.

Maddie told Eve she was a stupid cunt and flipped her off before getting up from the table and heading for her room, leaving her homework sitting there.

Maddie never would have talked like that to an adult nor left such a mess on the table if Mom had been home. It made me smile. Eve had gotten under Maddie's skin like Maddie did to me on the regular.

I couldn't leave the table myself. I had a ringside seat watching Eve cook. Despite being so hard my cock was getting painful, I didn't care. I was banking on constant views of Eve's perfect ass, fabulous tits, and hard nipples for what I knew was going to be an epic jerk off session at bedtime.

When she bent down to put the food in the oven, I was looking directly between her ass cheeks at her bald peach, and Eve had a butt plugged back door. I about creamed myself without even touching my junk!

A butt plugged asshole meant Eve was no stranger to anal sex. My fantasies went into hyperdrive, imagining my cock in place of the plug. I was studying Eve so intently that I didn't even notice my sisters arriving home.

“What the fuck?” Dani gushed from next to me, dragging me back to the real world.

“We got a maid?” Marie finished Dani's question like always.

Neither of them seemed outraged that a strange naked and hooded woman was in our kitchen making dinner.

“Dad's latest trainee,” I said offhandedly, not removing my eyes from Eve's butt.

Eve's stripes had my full attention at this time as I'd come to grips with them being there, and now, I was appreciating the artistry of them. They were all exactly the same length and equally spaced apart. I was tempted to get a tape measure out to confirm what my eyes were telling me.

“Cool beans,” Marie beamed. “Can we play with her?”

“Dad's gonna explain everything at dinner,” I shared, finally dragging my eyes away from Eve's butt to look at my sisters.

Both Dani and Marie were devouring Eve with their eyes as if they were as interested in her body as me. That thought brought me up short. Did my sisters both swing that way? I'd never considered the idea before, and I didn't really want to now.

Dad saved me from dwelling on it too long by appearing at the entrance to the dining room and throwing an arm around Marie.

“Hi guys, I see you've met Eve. The stupid cunt got a four-star review, so I'll be monitoring her performance 24/7 over the next couple of days to figure out if the lacking fifth star was her fault or if it was the asshole that leased her. I’ll need your help if that's okay. We'll get into the details at dinner.”

"Four-star review, like on Uber? Nice ride, driver talked too much," Maddie quipped and snuggled my father.

"Yeah, something like that - except rated on humility, obedience, patience, endurance, fuckability, presentation, tits, ass, cunt, mouth and cum gobbling," Dad explained it like it was a science.

Dani moved back and snuggled under Dad's other arm to hug him too. They didn't seem the least bit offended by the rating system he had for women. I would have expected one of them to ask what about male slaves, but nobody did.

As I looked at Dad and my sisters, I realized what was wrong with this picture. It wasn't Dad hugging my sisters or even that Dad had a naked woman in the house. That's nothing new. He'd done it for years. It was just his job and him making no big deal of working with naked women had taught us to not be body shy. But this was different. Having his trainees openly interacting with us was brand new.

Not only that, but what is it with the girls in the family? It's like none of them cared that Dad was starting to mix business with family. It's one thing to know that Dad has trainees around when Mom's away, but he'd never actually introduced one to us or opened up about a reason he brought one into our house.

How would Mom feel about us being introduced to a horny slut who treats sex like breathing? How would she feel about me openly ogling a strange woman's cunt, tits, and ass, or thinking about measuring welts on a slut's ass?

Maybe that's why he was doing it while Mom was away? Mom's a bit of a prude, after all.

But Maddie, Dani, and Marie were all okay with Eve taking over our kitchen as if she belonged in it. Dani reinforced my confusion by what she blithely said next.

“Sure Dad, it'll be fun! What's the mask for, though? It must be super-hot inside it.”

“It's a punishment mask, sweetie. I don't want to see her face until I know why she was docked a star. That way she can't attempt to manipulate me,” he chuckled and added, “not that it'd work anyway, but there are… reasons… for most everything that I do.”

“Hmmm. Okay, Daddy. Luke said we can play with her, but if she is being punished_”

I jumped in at that point, cutting my sister off.

“You two asked if you could play with her, and I did NOT say you could! Dad came in right then, “I reminded them. “His trainees are none of my business!” I added, defending myself.

“Hostile much?” Dani and Marie both giggled at Dani's quip.

Dad ignored them just like he does when Maddie makes fun of me. They were getting more like Maddie every day.

“How many minutes until dinner is ready, Eve?” Dad asked,” redirecting the conversation.

Eve flashed 5 fingers then 1 like Mom does when she's answering a numbers question while being on the phone. Dad nodded and told me to pack away my homework stuff before asking where Maddie was.

“She stormed off when Eve wouldn't talk to her. I guess she forgot that Eve can't talk,” I laughed, knowing Maddie was finally going to get her comeuppance for being a bitch.

Dani and Marie cocked their heads to the side in unison but said nothing.

“Hmmm. Well, go ahead and take her stuff off the table, too. You guys will have to finish it up after dinner,” Dad said, not even mad at Maddie's behavior while giving me extra work.

One day… I vowed to myself, thinking of getting even with Maddie while I grumbled inaudibly and started clearing our shit off the table while hiding my erection.

Then I saw Eve's swinging tits out of the corner of my eye, and I couldn't stay angry. Hell, she was naked in a hot kitchen in front of strange teenagers with a fucking leather hood on her head or whatever.

Just as I got a chance to get horny, my phone buzzed. It was my mom texting me. “Thinking of you, sweetie. I hope you are staying out of trouble. Call me sometime if you get bored.”

I love my mom, but I hate to talk on the phone. It was an immediate boner killer that jolted me out of the show Eve was providing with her domestic service.

I never thought watching a woman’s hips gyrate while her tits bounced as she cleaned the countertop in the nude could be so arousing. There was something so feminine about the way she moved as she went about her duties like it was perfectly normal to be naked in just high heels and a collar, with a gag in her mouth, a hood over her head and a leash dangling between her massive tits.

I wondered how embarrassed she was that some strange teenager she’s never met was watching her ass jiggle, judging her naked body and she is his entertainment while she cooks for him.

[EddieDavidson]

I wondered how embarrassed she was that some strange teenager she’s never met was watching her ass jiggle, judging her naked body and she is his entertainment while she cooks for him.

I wondered if Dad would feed her the same food as us, and if it would be humiliating to prepare and serve us the food and not get to enjoy it after she did all the work.

The indignity of something that small suddenly seemed to turn me on. I could imagine how I’d feel in her place, and it would mortify me to my core if the roles were reversed.

I thought hard about her motivations. She carried herself with the grace of one of my teachers. She was no stranger to cooking or hard work. She wasn’t timid about making choices on what to make and needed no direction.

I’d be asking where the spatulas were, and what people’s food allergies might be. Then again, Eve was gagged, so she just had to guess, I suppose.

I assumed my father taught her to be submissive in the bedroom but assertive in the kitchen and get the job done. The way she grabbed the full trash bag out of the bin, sealed it, set it aside, and put another bag in its place was smooth.

I loved watching her tits hang down when she bent over and her butt cheeks spread ever so slightly apart. The mound of her pussy was like a bump with a big groove in the center from behind. I noticed her pussy flaps jiggled like rubber when she was dicing vegetables.

It made me feel a little guilty. She was someone’s mother. I could imagine her being a teacher before her choice to become a slave. I wondered how she made the choice, or even knew it was an option. There were so many questions I wanted to ask her, but I couldn't so I just stared.

Eve showed no hesitation when she went to set the table, going straight to the correct cabinet to get the crockery and the right drawer to get the cutlery. Once Marie had fetched Maddie, and we were seated, Eve started serving us.

I about jumped out of my skin when Eve's nipple brushed against my ear while she was setting my plate in front of me. I'd never been that close to a boob before even though I'd fucked a slut a couple of months earlier. It would have been so easy to turn my head and capture that nipple between my teeth. The only thing stopping me was Dad on the other side of Eve, grinning knowingly at me.

After she set his plate down in front of him, he playfully popped her on the butt with his slightly cupped palm, causing a loud crack that made Dani giggle. It even made Maddie smile.

Then Maddie did the unthinkable. She too popped Eve on the butt when Eve had delivered her plate.

A teen just hauling off and slapping an adult's ass was, to me, unthinkable. Add to that it was a girl doing the slapping and on top of everything else, she'd already been told not to punish Eve. It had been the first thing Dad had said! And now Dad said nothing, just grinned at Maddie's audacity!

My reaction was to wonder if my family had been replaced by pod people. At least my twin sisters’ eyes’ got big at what Maddie had done.

“I'll take a soda,” Maddie said to Eve, ignoring my astonished expression. No, please, no thank you. Just an order.

Surely Dad would have something to say about Maddie's lack of manners at the very least.

We all already had water, but Dad waited until Eve brought Maddie's soda, then took up a position squatting with her knees wide where she could watch us all while being out of the way, before he started talking.

“So, guys, here's the deal. Eve's a domestic slave. It's how she chose to live. She's usually leased to families in the lifestyle a few times a year for a great deal of money, but the last family who leased her had some sort of issue. My job is to determine if she screwed up a simple 2-day lease or if her training is slipping so she'll be staying with us for 2 days more so I can figure it out.”

“So, she'll be here when Mom gets home?” I asked, worried that the shit would hit the fan if Mom got home to find a naked slut in residence.

I figured that although Mom had to know about Dad bringing his work home while she was gone, they had to have some sort of agreement about it since he never ever did it while she was here. I mean, Mom could never compete with a single one of them. She was beautiful, but her frumpy clothes made her look like she lived in a homeless shelter, half the time.

I didn’t know how come her boss had never made her change the way she dressed to keep her job, to be honest. I was forever embarrassed by Mom. If she just dressed nicer, she'd be a knockout. The funny thing is that the most revealing thing I'd ever seen her in once, was what Dad described as a Mumu and she'd only worn that the day she went with us to the beach. I don't think any part of her, other than her hands and feet, had ever seen sunshine.

I could only imagine how jealous she would be around some of the whores who'd made their way through our front door, looking totally fuckable. Hot shit in high heels! A MILF that moved like a cougar on the prowl, but one that had been tamed and hooded so it can't bite.

“Your Mom's trip was extended, Luke,” Dad dismissed my concern without hesitation. “But that raises another point. I want to use this time to see how you guys deal with having a slave in the house. You're all old enough now that I am considering letting Maddie use my studio when she starts community college after the spring and me bringing my trainees directly here instead of having to travel there each day. That means you'll be exposed to a bunch more nudity and some sex if I do. Can you deal with that?”

“Daddy!” Maddie exclaimed,” leaping out of her seat to give Dad a hug.

“The offer is only good as long as you keep your grades up,” Dad laughed, hugging Maddie back. “And only if this trial works out, too,” he gestured towards the faceless Eve squatting with her shoulders pulled back, tits out and cunt on display to us all.

“It will, Daddy, I promise! You can train and fuck as many bitches as you like, for all we care,” Maddie said, speaking for us all without consulting any of us.

You have never heard anything like what Maddie said until you've heard her say it in her lispy princess voice. I couldn't reconcile the language she used with the confident but childish sing-song voice. I didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.

I mean, I didn't exactly disagree with her, but it pissed me off having her tell Dad that her little sisters and her would be fine seeing their dad sexing up a trainee. That doesn't even count me.

What if he pulled his cock out in front of them? Would they really be okay with that? And what about Mom? Mom would freak the fuck out!

Sure, Mom must know on some level what Dad does with his trainees. Even I could guess and I'd never actually seen it go that far. Not that my opinions mattered to Maddie. She'd tell Dad anything to get her grubby mitts on his studio apartment.

Dani interrupted Maddie's rejoicing with a comment about her food and an unexpected question.

“Eve, this is the best meatloaf ever! It's just like Mom makes it, without carrots! How did you know I can’t stand carrots?”

Marie was looking at Eve as if she were the one who'd asked the question.

“Eve's gagged under the hood, sweetheart, so she can't answer you. She is, however, trained to pick up on cues, so it was that or maybe the lack of carrots in the pantry. I’m glad you're enjoying it, though. She would have been whipped if you hadn't liked it.”

I wondered what Eve’s face looked like under the hood. Was she older? Beautiful? I could imagine Morgan Fairchild or Farrah Fawcett. I wondered what color hair she had, and most importantly I wondered if she was smiling, frowning or nervous.

How had it made her feel when Dad casually said she’d be whipped? Eve, though mute, was an expressive mime, because she carefully pantomimed her emotions. I had the distinct impression that she was simply accepting this was the way things had to be.

Dad paused, then asked the girls as if he was offering to take them fishing, “Would you be able to whip her if she had made food you don't like?”

Dani and Marie looked at each other, silently communicating as they do, before Marie answered, “Is that part of Eve's training? I wouldn't do it just because I was mad at her. I don't even know her.”

“Good answer, sweetheart! Yes, Eve's learned to be a masochist. Being spanked, flogged, whipped, and caned turns her on, but when she's a good girl and takes her punishment without cumming, I usually like to reward her with one. Sometimes she’s not a good girl and she needs to be truly punished. Then she isn't allowed a cum. It can confuse her poor little brain when she’s naughty and still gets to cum. The thing is, it's not the spanking, that's the punishment. It's withholding an orgasm. She’s already had 4 today, but sometimes she doesn't get any at all. Missing out on an orgasm is the real punishment. She's been trained to crave them constantly.”

“Oh wow,” Maddie remarked, a thoughtful look on her face. So, what’s to stop her jilling off constantly? I can't even imagine being told I couldn’t if I wanted to.”

“I know!” The twins said in unison, then giggled at each other.

I tried to close my ears. I'd never considered the idea of any of my sisters rubbing one out. I mean I know Maddie has had sex. God, all my friends can't keep their thoughts to themselves when they start talking about her and who her boyfriend of the week will be next week but as far as I knew or wanted to know, Dani and Marie were virgins. I preferred to think they'd always be virgins.

“A good slave won't, unless she's given explicit permission to,” Dad explained, not embarrassed to be talking about sex with his daughters. “It's part of what makes them a good slave and not just hypersexual. Once upon a time, we used to call such a woman a nymphomaniac. But women already like that are practically useless to me.”

“How do you find the sort of woman who is willing to be trained to get orgasms, though?” Maddie pressed.

“My job is to help a woman learn to cum easily, frequently, and on command. I prefer to start with women who never even learned much about sex or how to cum, and to promote hypersexuality in a controlled environment. The sort of woman who was raised religiously, for example.”

“Like Mom? Dani asked.

We all knew about Mom being raised in a conservative Christian home.

“Just like your mom, Dani,” Dad beamed.

“When I find such a woman, I'll introduce her to great sex, then help her understand that the reward for good service is a decent orgasm. Well, lots of them. Earned orgasms, though, not stolen ones. A woman who genuinely wants to be a slave will earnestly work for her reward many times a day. Like Eve.”

“How long has Eve been a slave?” Marie asked.

“For years,” Dad replied. “Before Maddie was even born,” he laughed as if only he knew the joke. “She was an absolute dead fish when I first took her to bed. Now she regularly gets at least a dozen orgasms a day because she's a very good girl.”

“So… let me get this straight,” I said, finally joining the conversation. Eve gets paid in orgasms, and she actually likes being hurt? Doesn't that make her crazy? I mean… like certifiable? No sane person would want that!”

“Eve's not crazy, Luke,” Dad said as if disappointed in me. “She's just had her pleasure centers identified and unlocked. She's special in that she has a perfect slave mentality. She can operate just like a regular person for days, sometimes weeks on end. But since she first understood how she's wired, her preference is to immerse herself in the lifestyle full-time. She doesn't feel fulfilled unless she's serving, cumming, and being fucked as much as her holes can stand. It's why she’s plugged now. I saw you looking at her ass,” he smirked, making me blush.

“So, she's a slave full-time? Wow, what a trip!” Dani blurted. "Do anything you are told, no job, no car, no retirement plan, no pay, where do I sign up?"

“She WANTS to be a slave full-time, Dani. If the next couple of days work out, she may just get her wish and no longer have to pretend to not be one. Some women want to wake up every day knowing exactly what is expected of them, and live to please others," my father explained.

Eve nodded her head up and down slowly and held up a thumb.

“But what about her family? Wouldn't they miss her?” Marie asked while ignoring Eve as if she were decoration or a part of the furniture.

I wondered if Eve found that degrading, or she was used to being treated that way. Imagine being nude in a room full of clothed people and being ignored while they theorize why you are there, and they never think to ask you.

“What makes you think she's got family?” Dad asked, sounding a little unsure of himself for the first time.

“The scar,” Marie said. “She's had a baby, and her boobs haven't dropped around her waist, so she can't be that old. She's either a mom or she gave up her baby,” my sister said, showing surprising intelligence.

“She's older than she looks,” Dad said, sounding relieved. “Her kids are all grown.”

“Kids? Like multiple? I would hope to look half as good after just one. How many does she have?” Maddie asked.

“We've managed to get off topic, here, guys,” Dad said, holding up a hand to forestall further questions. “There are still plenty of things we need to go over. Number one, who here finds the idea of punishing Eve, distasteful? In a "I simply could not do it’ sort of way?”

None of us said anything, and no hands went up. Dad nodded and smiled after that.

“Good, because Eve needs that firm hand. But no implements until I deem you to be ready. Especially you, Luke,” Dad said looking at me like he thought I'd whip the snot out of her.

“What? Why look at me, Dad? I'm not the one who popped her for no reason!” I replied, staring daggers at Maddie.

“You're a young man, Luke. You don't know your own strength,” Dad explained, mollifying me.

Actually, his explanation caused me to mentally puff out my chest. Maybe physically a little as well, until Maddie grinned at me.

“Next, and this really is specifically aimed at you, Luke. You are not to fuck Eve's cunt without a condom. She's got an asshole if you want to ride her bareback. That stunt you pulled with Domonique a couple of months ago caused a pregnancy scare. Do I make myself clear? As for you girls_”

“Whoa, back up, Dad,” Maddie cut him off. “Are you saying Luke raped a trainee or something?” This time Maddie was staring daggers at me.

“No!” I practically yelled. “She said I could!”

“Wind it down an octave, guys,” Dad lifted both hands in a placating gesture. “I didn't say that at all, Maddie. Luke was given permission, but then he roughed her up. Dominique had been denied for 3 days, and she was jonesing for cock. Do you think she'd tell him to pause and use a condom? It was still a very stupid risk to take, Luke. For all you knew, Dominique could have had a disease. It's why she hadn't been boned in 3 days in the first place. She was waiting for her test results. Luckily, they came back negative.

Oh God. It had never occurred to me that I could have gotten a disease on my maiden voyage, much less made a woman pregnant. I was too young for that! Fuuuuuck. Never again! Eve's cunt was safe from me, for sure!

“Now, as I was saying, girls, Eve will use her fingers, feet and body to get you off if you're interested in experimenting with her. I'd be a hypocrite if I didn't explicitly say it. That said, I have zero desire to see any of you get your freak on with her. So, don't do it in the public parts of the house, okay? Either your bedrooms or the downstairs bathroom. Eve will never say no to screwing. Any time, any place, when she's available, she'll do her best to please. If none of you choose to experiment with her, that's fine, but getting feedback on her woman to woman skills would be very helpful.”

“I'll do it, Daddy,” Maddie offered, stunning me with her offer.

My sister swings both ways? Did NOT need to hear that!

“But I definitely want to play with them big ol’ titties and stick things in her vag,” Maddie licked her lips in eager expectation.

“Nothing goes inside Eve that wouldn't fit inside you, Maddie,” Dad warned my older sister.

I wondered how Dad would police that particular rule. The thought made me shudder.

I had become so involved in the conversation that I'd actually forgotten that Eve was still squatting, keeping an eye on us. She had held the squat for more than half an hour. Her thighs had to be burning like fire!

When I looked at her, I saw the ivory white skin halfway to her nipples was red because she was blushing so hard. I didn't understand that.

Sure, we were talking about fucking her, but she was a slave. A trainee, as we'd grown up thinking of them. Dad had said she'd come to terms with being a cum-chaser and she practically dreamed of getting fucked 24/7 so why was she so embarrassed? Could there be something else wrong with her?

“Hey, Dad. Is Eve okay?” I asked, drawing his attention.

Dad looked at Eve, smiled, and turned his attention back to me.

“I think stupid little twat is fighting the urge to cum, son. Eve's secondary is humiliation,” he laughed.

“Secondary?” I asked, not having any idea what Dad was talking about.

“Yeah. Primarily she's a masochist, but she learned to be that. Her secondary is her natural kink. Eve gets off on humiliation. It was never learned, but a kink that came naturally to her like being heterosexual comes naturally to you. A secondary can be anything and there are a lot of choices from licking clam, to watersports. Dominique? Her secondary is regular anal sex. What you're seeing is Eve fighting to keep herself from spontaneously orgasming. What we're talking about is highly embarrassing to her. Either that or she needs to take a shit,” Dad laughed again.

“Need to shit, dumbass?” Dad asked Eve. The way he asked, made me think that he was being intentionally rude and crass to feed her humiliation kink.

Eve looked back at Dad for probably three full seconds before she hesitantly nodded.

“Well fucking go use the bathroom before the butt plugged pops out on the kitchen floor, and I am forced to make you lick up your mess.”

Eve sprang to her feet and raced to the nearest bathroom.

“You wouldn't really make her lick up poo, would you, Daddy?” Maddie asked as she heard the downstairs bathroom door click shut.

“Not unless I was willing to take the hood off, and that's not going to happen today. I just find that the mental picture is as good for stimulation as the act itself. Didn't you find the idea of that pretty gross?”

“It made me want to puke, Daddy!” Maddie admitted.

“So now imagine being in Eve's heels except that Eve knows I could make her do that in front of you guys.

“That's mean, Dad,” Dani opined.

“You'd never really, would you?” Marie tacked on the end.

“Not in front of you guys, no, never. It was purely theatrical for Eve's benefit. However, there are some folk into that stuff so Eve has had some training in that area.

While the girls and Dad were talking about poop, I'd started thinking about when Dad had identified humiliation as Eve's secondary. I started wondering if Dad had ever made humiliation a slave's primary and how hard that could be to do.

At school, some people would happily get up on a stage in front of nine hundred kids and sing or play music really badly and even when they got booed, they would finish the song they're singing or playing and walk off, smiling. Other kids wore the nerdiest clothes, and nothing anyone could say to them would make them change the way they dressed.

Those kinds of kids could not be embarrassed. Maybe there are some women who just never learn to get turned on by being embarrassed? But what if it was the primary kink Dad wanted to teach them? Would they be no good as slaves or would he start again with a different primary?

That led me to wonder why a woman would want to be a slave in the first place. Did some women get turned on by being gofers? By having to run around after someone? I couldn't imagine it.

“Why?” I blurted out loud instead of in my head.

“Why what, Luke?” Dad asked.

I realized my sisters were waiting on me, too. So, I explained everything I'd been thinking up to the point of wondering why slaves chose to be slaves.

“There are as many reasons for choosing the lifestyle as there are for rejecting it, son. I just happen to be able to tell when a woman who meets my standards would be a good submissive and is willing to enter the market. There are probably as many men out there who'd make first class submissive too, only I have no interest in training them.” Dad paused, thinking.

“I'll make you a deal, Luke. If Eve passes her evaluation, I'll let her share her reason with you. It'll only be one of an unlimited number of reasons, but it may help you in a way talking to you until I'm blue in the face, won't. Okay?”

“Okay, thank you, Dad.”

I actually did feel better, knowing that I'd be able to get an answer from a real life slave.

Eve returned, and the blush had gone from her chest. Her nipples were still two hard pebbles, though.

“Did you clean the plug while it was out?” Dad asked.

Eve nodded.

“Was it smeared with your shit?” He asked as a follow-up.

Now that I knew what to look for, I actually got to see Eve begin to get worked up again, even though her chest didn't pinken. Her nips got just a little harder, and when she resumed her squat, I could tell her cunt had begun to swell a little.

I wonder how many cocks she’d sat on. Her body was tight in most places. She looked fit, like she could squash a dick with her hips by driving her shapely ass down on it. Eve’s calves were exquisitely toned for an older woman.

She was tanned and shaved from shoulders to toes. I was fascinated by her blemishes, little cuts, and blue bruises blended into her skin seamlessly, so that at first, I didn’t even notice them.

It was kind of like seeing one of the guys in the shower at school chub up just a little when everyone began talking about sex. But in a good way. Watching a slave get aroused was much more fun. I was pretty sure I could go my whole life without enjoying watching a guy get hard. Ew.

Eve shook her head.

“Good. I half expected you to nod so I'd paddle that naughty ass of yours.

Maybe I was paying Eve too much attention, but when Dad said that about not paddling her ass, it seemed to relax her. Yet she wanted to be paddled, didn't she? Now I was confused all over again. Why would she relax when told she wasn't getting it?

“Eve,” I said in a voice that caught her attention and made her jerk her head a few degrees so that I knew without a doubt she was looking right at me.

Despite not being able to see her eyes, I just knew I had her absolute attention. Dad, Maddie, Dani & Marie stopped talking too. Suddenly, I felt like I was the center of everything. With just one word. It was powerful and humbling at the same time. I gulped and started asking my question.

“You're a masochist. Dad says so. Is he lying?”

Eve shook her head, and I felt relief. It made asking my second question easier.

“Do you look forward to being beaten?” I asked.

There was a definite hesitation before Eve nodded. What was Eve telling me? That she liked it and didn't like it?

“Do you like being beaten because then you can cum?”

Eve nodded vigorously.

“Would you like it if I spanked you in front of everyone here then fucked you?”

There was a pause before Eve nodded vigorously again. I was beginning to suspect the pauses meant something too. I had assumed hesitation meant she was not sure, but maybe they meant more.

“When you hesitate… is it because you're embarrassed to answer?” I asked, taking a stab in the dark.

Immediate nodding. Now I was getting somewhere!

“Do you hesitate because you're ashamed to answer?”

More nodding, but this time her upper chest was getting pink and her cunt was starting to glisten with moisture.

“Is it shameful being such a wanton slut?” The question came out of nowhere, but Eve certainly agreed!

“Does it make you cream yourself thinking of someone young enough to be your son, beating and fucking your ass?”

Just about no hesitation. This conversation was confusing!

“Is it because you like to cum that you like to be beaten?”

Again, almost no hesitation.

“Would you like it if me and Maddie took turns beating and fucking you?”

The hesitation was much longer this time, but then there was a vigorous nod. I felt like I was getting nowhere.

“You want to double team her bro?” Maddie asked out of nowhere.

“What? No! I mean, I never thought about it,” I replied, before getting up from the table.

I needed a minute. I'd had too much thrown at me all at once to make proper sense of it. I needed to work through the jumble of stuff in my head. Without asking permission, I hurried off to the bathroom.

In the bathroom I took a minute before even thinking about what I was doing, to spit into my hand and jerk off so my cock would go down. All I wanted to think about was warming Eve's ass with spanks from my own hand and having my cock in her tight little butthole, but visions of Maddie sucking on Eve's nipples intruded.

Then my imagination went crazy and I suddenly had a vision of Maddie as naked as Eve, each of them taking turns with a ruler, bent over with their huge titties hanging, smacking each other's asses and giggling at each other until one of them begged me to fuck her ass.

My fantasy didn't even care which one of them it was, and I'd never even seen Maddie's ass bare, but in my head, it looked exactly like Eve's, and Maddie was all about having her ass beat.

It must have been the fact that Maddie and Eve seemed to have very similar bodies. The moment I imagined slipping into that hot, tight brown tunnel, I erupted everywhere. Cum splashed on the cabinet door, the sink, and I even got a glob of jizz on the mirror behind the sink.

With a long, satisfied sigh, I wiped my hand on the hanging hand towel and sat on the toilet to think.

What was wrong with me? Why had I felt the need to escape the dining room? Was it because Maddie was getting into the whole thing too much? My bitch sister brown nosing Dad, willing to do girl-girl stuff with Eve just to get Dad's apartment studio? The answer came unbidden.

It was because I wanted Maddie to be where Eve squatted. Not because I was hot for my own sister. Fuck that. I saw how guys react around her. No, it was because Maddie deserved to be where Eve was, and it felt to me like Maddie would actually enjoy being where Eve was.

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Ready and waiting for me to punish her. To pay her back for all the years of shit she'd put me through. The most confusing part was, though, that I don't hate my sister. She's actually really nice occasionally, and I've gotten really pissed at guys in the past for saying mean things about her. I mean, I guess I love her like family, even if she is a bitch.

I just wanted her to stop thinking she's better than me and start appreciating me. And her body would be a fucking amazing place to take out my frustrations. Smacking that ass, paddling it, whipping it, making those same fucking amazing lines on her thighs that Eve has.

But it just seemed wrong that Maddie wanted to do those same things to Eve. Maddie should be in Eve's place, not Dad's. Not mine.

Not mine? Do I want to be like Dad, training sluts? Fuck. I'd never really thought about that before, but yes. Yes, Dad had a fucking dream job. And I wanted to learn it from him.

Yet there was still the Maddie situation. I needed to find out why Maddie was so eager to put Eve through her paces both with sex and with discipline. There was more to it than her just sucking up to Dad. She could have just gone with the flow but no, she was creating waves herself.

I needed to figure out how to take charge and not be relegated to a backseat while helping Dad. I needed to figure out how to stop letting Maddie get to me, too. So what if Dad lets her get away with all kinds of shit? I didn't have to. I'd just never complained.

Maddie was Maddie, my older sister. I'd always respected her because I'd always respected that she was Dad's little princess. But she's not my princess, she's my sister. I didn't HAVE to allow her to get away with her shit even if Dad does. I could have TOLD her what I was okay with her doing to Eve. I'm a full member of the family, after all. I have a say.

The way Maddie had asked if I wanted to double team Eve echoed in my head. Maddie liked the idea, and that's what had freaked me out! Now that I'd thought about it and had figured out what was going on in my head, a plan came to me. Let Maddie help me with Eve, but on my terms.

I pulled up my pants, flushed the toilet more out of habit than anything else, and left the bathroom, returning to the dining room.

Eve was finishing up by clearing the plates from the table. Her ass was really red.

“There you are,” Dad said with a smile. “Did everything come out okay?”

He asked it the way he usually did after I'd spent more than a minute in the bathroom. I rolled my eyes at his lame joke.

“I want to spend some alone time with Eve, and I want Maddie to join us. I don't trust Maddie alone with Eve, so I want to be in charge.”

“Hey, I'm older than you. I should be in charge!” Maddie complained. She didn't balk about having sex with me present though. I was shocked she wouldn't at least make a wisecrack about not getting spunk all over her by accident or shooting my load too early.

“Dad had to warn you that you weren't to damage her. That means he shares my concerns. Take it or leave it, sis,” I said, making sure I was leaving no room in my voice for argument.

I felt like if I waffled, Maddie would end up running things and laughing at my dick or something.

“That would be my decision, Luke,” Dad said.

“You said you have no interest in seeing any of us fucking Eve, but I don't care if Maddie sees me, and it doesn’t bother me seeing her, Dad,” I reminded him.

“Well, you do have a point,” Dad mused.

“Okay, I'm in,” Maddie agreed, surprising us both.

“Maddie, you know what Luke's suggesting?” Dad asked my sister, as if he couldn't quite believe he had heard correctly.

I was with Dad on that. I'd imagined a scenario where I'd have to force the issue and probably make an enemy of Maddie. I was ready to provide proof of times Maddie had gone too far, had lied, had broken promises, all sorts of things that had made me resent my sister. Her just up and agreeing without a fight left me off balance.

“Sure, Daddy,” Maddie replied with her smarmy, perfect smile, like it was nothing.

“What's the big deal? Luke wants to be the big man in charge. So let him. I don't care. I'm certainly not intimidated by the idea of watching him screw Eve's ass. I might even be able to give him some pointers,” she said as if she was really the caring sibling Dad thought she was. “Just as long as he doesn't hog her. I want a proper go at her too.”

“The two of you together wasn't what I was imagining when I asked for help, guys. Maddie, you're a fully developed woman,” he said, glancing towards Dani and Marie like what he wasn't saying was, ‘compared to your sisters’.

Maddie ignored the unintended jab at her sisters who Dad had only an hour earlier called ‘old enough’. Instead, she took an unexpected approach.

“I'm not body shy, Daddy,” she said with a giggle. “If there's anything we've learned being your kids, it's that. I can't speak for Luke and his slinky dinky peanut winky, but if he's game, so am I.”

The look Maddie gave me was the one where she thinks she's really got all the power. I couldn't wait to wipe that smirk off her face.

As for Maddie's comment, it could have been taken as a joke, but I knew she meant it. The bitch really was insinuating that I have a tiny cock and would chicken out of letting her see it. That only made me want to do it more! I wanted to put her in her place, but I couldn't think of a suitably scathing comeback before Dad spoke again.

“You two being individually invited to fuck a consenting adult is altogether a different thing than teaming up on her,” Dad said, before pausing for a long time, deep in thought.

No one could rush Dad when he was thinking, and we all knew better than to try. That didn't stop Dani and Marie from having one of their wordless conversations, and it didn't stop me from stewing over Maddie's insult. I finally came up with a zinger, and again, Dad blocked it by making his decision.

“You know what, guys? I'd be a hypocrite if I said no, so fine. But not until after you've both finished your homework,” Dad said, looking intently at Maddie, letting her know he was aware she'd slacked off before dinner.

At least Maddie had the sense to blush.

“Did you guys get yours done?” Dad asked Dani and Marie, causing more blushing from the twins.

“Almost,” Dani replied.

“We still have some reading to do,” Marie added.

“It was too noisy at Macy's place,” Dani finished her thought, then launched into the drama that was occurring at their friend's place down the road.

Between the twins switching seamlessly back and forth with their narration, we heard all about the distant neighbor's home life. The girls claimed their friend's sister was screwing her Mom's boyfriend, and she'd found out while they were there.

Dad eventually took control of the conversation back after Dani relayed how her friend's Mom had told her daughter right in front of everyone that she was going to spank the living hell out of Barbie's ass.

“I think it's time we wrap it up about the life and times of the Petersons' girls. I know I wouldn't like it one bit if I discovered another family was sitting at their dining table talking about ours. Although that brings up a good point, guys. You all had a turn with Eve, and now I want to see Luke spank Eve like the rest of you did. Eve, Present to Luke,” Dad ordered without so much as raising his voice.

I was about to ask Dad what Present meant, but Eve had already risen from her squat and came around the table between Dad and me.

She then did a sexy turn like models do, so she was facing away from me before bending deeply at the waist, putting her butt practically in my face. Her ass was maybe 2 feet away from me, and I could see every detail of it.

Eve's ass wasn't filtered like porn is. I could see all her skin's imperfections and the stripes I'd admired from afar earlier. Her butt plug spread her cheeks just a little, and I could see how much her pucker was spread by the slimmer shaft before the plug's flange.

Part of me wanted to reach out and simply touch the plug to prove it was real. It's one thing to know what a butt plug is, but a whole other level to see a woman with one filling her asshole. I didn’t actually do that, though. I didn't want to look like a perv or some inexperienced kid in front of Maddie.

It wasn't just my sense of sight that was being challenged, of course. I could smell her sweat and arousal, and my cock immediately sprang to attention again.

“I told the girls already, Luke. Before you spank her, run your hand gently over her skin. Really lightly. Feel her through your fingertips. Get to know the surface you're going to punish. You can grope and knead her butt if that feels more natural to you, but like I said, before you spank her, I want you to be super gentle. It will have as much of an effect on her as it will on you,” Dad instructed.

“Yeah, she really started dripping when I did it,” Marie said proudly.

“She was already soaked from me doing it,” Dani added as if one-upping her sister.

I hesitantly reached out with the back of my hand and stroked Eve's left butt cheek from top to bottom, parallel to her crack. Then, without breaking contact, I slid my fingertips across the gap in her thighs and stroked the other cheek in the other direction up to her waist. I watched as goosebumps appeared on her skin. I then traced the welts that fascinated me so much. They really were slightly raised.

I could have kneaded her butt cheeks, and I considered it, but instead, I was satisfied with memorizing the topology of her ass, deciding exactly where I wanted to leave handprints.

I doubt Eve was ready for the first spank, but she didn't flinch when I landed it with a satisfactory crack like a gunshot. I was a little disappointed at getting no reaction from her, but everyone except Dad gave me one. Even Maddie let out a soft ooh sound as if in appreciation.

“Holy cow, that was loud!” Dani exclaimed after a moment.

“I know, right!” Marie echoed her sister. It was cute to me that they could be so filthy about some things but still say “Holy Cow”.

“Well done, Luke. You're a natural,” Dad praised me. That was the best compliment ever.

I would note that I suppose I read too many sex stories online. I kind of expected Eve to thank me and ask for another before I remembered she was gagged under the hood.

My second slap wasn't nearly as good on the other cheek, and I realized that if I was going to do it right, I'd need to stand up, turn around, and position myself better. I ignored the tenting in my pants and did just that.

After the next two spanks, one on each cheek, both as good as the first, I once again ran my hand over Eve's ass. Already, I could feel the heat I'd generated, and Eve's exposed cunt was separating and getting really juicy.

After a dozen more spanks, Eve's ass was trembling and her butt plug was twitching and pushing out a quarter inch by itself, as if begging to be yanked out.

I was tempted to do exactly that, but Dad had been clear. No fooling with Eve sexually while he was in the room. He didn't want to see his kids sexing up a trainee. So, I took a step back and reviewed my work.

Eve's ass was once again bright red, and she had a trail of girl goo on one thigh halfway to her knee. She looked stunning. I wanted nothing more than to bone her pussy in that moment, knowing her ass was still stuffed with the plug.

“Did you just cum?” Maddie asked, instantly making me angry.

“No! I replied, louder than I needed to.

“I meant Eve, dipstick!” Maddie replied, pointing at the trainee's ass.

Her cunt was twitching as if grasping for a cock that wasn't there.

“I think she did!” Dad chuckled. “Naughty, Eve! She should be much better at holding it than that! Stand up, slut,” he ordered.

Eve immediately stood straight, like she was at attention with her forearms one atop the other behind her back, above her waist. Once again, she was blushing halfway to her hard nipples.

“What the hell, Eve? This is not your first day of training,” Dad chastised her, but he wasn't actually angry.

It was more like he'd expected it and was basking in the pleasure of being right. Eve hung her head as much as her collar would allow, like she was apologizing.

“Go get the kitchen cleaned up,” he said softly to her, surprising me. He should have been angry. “Guys, homework,” he said to us.

I was more than ready to take Eve to my bedroom and get this thing started. I was finished with my homework, and so was Maddie. Yet I sat at the table, the same as Maddie, each of us checking our work for probably the fifth time. Dani and Marie were still reading and talking quietly to each other. Eve had left the kitchen and had gone to the living room, where Dad was.

“When Dad said we could take Eve for a spin, do you think he meant tonight?” I asked Maddie quietly.

I half expected some sort of snide response. Part of me expected Maddie to make fun of me for even asking such a question but for a change, Maddie acted like an adult.

“He did say we had to finish our homework first,” she whispered back as though afraid to talk too loudly. “You wanted to be in charge, bro. It's your call. Are you gonna back out now?”

The way she said it told me that Maddie wasn't pushing my buttons for once. She really meant her question as a question. Was she actually nervous too? The supremely confident and condescending sister I'd known my whole life was hiding behind the fact that she'd agreed to let me be in charge. Now that I was, I was double and triple guessing myself.

Was I really capable of following through with the fantasy I'd created in my head? I considered for a few seconds before grandpa's favorite expression popped into my head. Shit or get off the pot. It was time for me to at least fake it.

“Come on, slut, let's go fuck Eve,” I said to Maddie with a forced grin.

I'd never in my life called Maddie that out loud. That was my private name for her. The name I thought of whenever I saw her with a different boy at school even though I know she doesn’t actually fuck most of them. I hadn't meant to call her that and as soon as it popped out I braced for impact.

“Fuck off, Luke. My only rules are just keep your dick out of my mouth, and don’t get your spunk on me. No eye contact.”

“No, fuck you and your rules, bitch. I'm in charge,” I stood my ground.

Her cheeks flared crimson as she glanced toward the living room, where Eve knelt polishing Dad's boots. My phone buzzed again. It was my mother texting at a really inopportune time.

Eve looked up at us, as if acknowledging we were there for her, but she went back to diligently working on my father’s boots. Her tits jiggled in tiny circles as she put some elbow grease into her work.

I looked at the text. It was my mother. “Hey, how come you never call? I bet your dad is ordering pizza every night without me there. I can’t wait to see you, Sweetheart!”

“Let me guess,” Maddie said. “It's Mommy texting to ask if you want a bedtime story. Want to tell her you’re about to fuck one of Dad’s baddest bitches instead?”

There was no going back now and Maddie was unknowingly doing me a favor, taunting me. My pulse hammered against my ribs. I wasn’t the one who was supposed to be embarrassed. I was calling the shots here.

“At least, Mom texts me!” I said lamely.

“Mom knows I won’t text back even though I love her,” Maddie shrugged as if that should have been obvious.

I'd had quite enough of my sister.

"Strip," I blurted.

“What? Here in the dining room? How about we do this in my room, Scro?”

"Rules," I cut her off before she went full rampage. "You agreed. You do what I tell you. Remember?"

“Oh, yes, Master, shall I suck upon your butt hole and lick your balls as well, since you ARE in charge, after all?” Maddie quipped sarcastically.

Yet, she stood and began to do as she'd been told in front of me, Dani and Marie, her fingers trembling as she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing lace beneath.

She was nervous. “So, we are going to fuck her out there in the living room? Maybe the twins can join in?” she suggested, causing Dani and Marie to both gasp.

“No,” I huffed. I hadn’t really thought this out but I knew dad had said he didn't want to see it. Maddie was still trying to wind me up and I'd nearly let her.

“I just don’t want you acting like a fourteen-year-old girl. Will she? Won’t she? Maybe? No… I've changed my mind,” I used a falsetto voice as I acted out a parody of a thoughtless teenage girl who can’t make up her mind whether she wants to fuck or not.

“I'm setting the rules and you already agreed. Dad doesn't want to see us fucking but nudity isn't fucking, so I'm starting as I intend to finish. In charge,” I glared at my older sister, daring her to keep it up.

Maddie finished unbuttoning her shirt. Fuck she had some big titties. Her lacy bra was straining to contain her huge melons.

The jeans went next. It was fun just watching Maddie wiggle out of them. They were so tight it was like watching a snake shed its old skin but the flesh she uncovered was far better to look at.

It occurred to me that I'd never considered what kind of panties my sister would wear. As daddy's little princess, plain white cotton ones, was what I would have guessed. As the popular girl with a new boyfriend each week, a thong.

What she actually wore was white, but silk and lace, the mated second half of the sturdy yet sexy bra set and they were like boy underpants in styling, just with a sheer panel in front that showed off her trimmed bush. I thought all girls shaved these days.

Maddie reached behind herself to unclasp her bra, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Stop,” I ordered. “We're not testing dad's limits. You can leave your underwear on until we get upstairs.”

Maddie didn't argue or make any more rude comments. She didn't even sneer at me. She simply picked up her shirt, jeans, flip-flops and school stuff, about to lead the way to the living room when I grabbed her wrist to stop her.

She did stop, then slowly dropped her eyes to my hand as if daring me to keep touching her. I set my jaw and tugged her towards me instead of letting her go. Here we go, I thought to myself. This is where she loses it.

“What are you doing?” She asked tightly instead of tearing me a new asshole - a feat she was completely capable of.

“I've decided we're gonna use your room since you have a bigger bed,” I said ignoring the fact that Maddie had earlier assumed we'd use her room.

I wanted her to know we were doing that because I had decided it, not because she had assumed it. “Oh, and I'm leading the way,” I replied, pretending a confidence I didn't completely feel but was growing more used to.

As soon as I'd said the words I wished I could take some of them back. I didn't need to explain myself to Maddie even if it'd been a last moment change of plans for me. Her bed was indeed bigger than my twin-sized one, but her room would definitely be tidy and the bed made, too.

Whenever mom is out of town my room always turns into a bombsite because mom is the one who keeps it clean. She knows that teenaged boys aren't capable of cleaning up after themselves.

“You'll get cum on my sheets!” Maddie complained.

She complained about something stupid like the possibility of a little cum on her sheets as if I planned to leave any outside of Eve's ass, yet she didn't complain about following me to the living room. Jeez, I'll never understand girls.

“My rules, unless you're going to go in there and tell dad you changed your mind,” I reminded her.

Maddie harrumphed but stopped pulling her arm away from me, like she was surrendering. God, what a rush!

Maddie's attitude changed like she'd flipped a switch.

“Please don't make too much of a mess, Luke. Pweeease?” She asked sweetly, trying to use her Maddie-wiles on me like she did with dad.

That wasn't gonna work with me. I could see right through her. Still, I did enjoy the begging and I filed that snippet away as a trophy.

We went to the living room, me leading the way, my book bag in hand. I noticed Dani and Marie put down their books and followed. I guess to them, it was like watching a sports event, and they didn't want to interrupt, but didn't want to miss anything either.

“Dad, we're gonna take Eve up to Maddie's room. Is there anything you specifically want us to take note of?” I asked, walking over to where Eve knelt at his feet, the leather handle of her leash now gripped between her teeth.

“No, but remember. No implements and nothing inside her that Maddie wouldn't use on herself and I'm trusting you, Luke, to not fuck her pussy without a condom. I've already told Eve to fight back if you try. But you won't, will you, son?”

“Daaad, I'm sixteen, not twelve! You can trust me!”

“Okay. Enough said. Enjoy yourselves,” dad replied, pointedly turning his attention back to the TV and dismissing me.

[EddieDavidson]

“Take her leash, Maddie,” I ordered my sister, more because I could than because I wasn't capable of doing it myself.

Maddie had to juggle her clothes and books to free up a hand. That made me grin. Dad didn't comment on seeing his daughter in her underwear. He was busy studiously ignoring her.

Besides, I wanted Maddie to hold the leash because I planned to follow the pair of them upstairs and compare asses even though Maddie's was in panties.

I'd never looked at my sister's ass in a sexual way before. It was… weird… seeing Maddie as a woman for the first time, especially walking slightly in front of Eve, leading her like Eve was a puppy, and the knowledge that both were under my control was giddying.

They were more like sisters than strangers, too. They walked the same way. They even climbed the stairs the same way. Girls just move in ways designed to turn boys on, I decided.

I'd studied a lot of girl butts climbing stairs at school but never naked or nearly naked ones. The fantasy popped into my head that there should be a rule at school saying girls had to climb stairs naked. I wish! Guys would be making girls late for class, ordering them up and down the stairs all day. I chuckled at the vision of it.

Maddie and Eve would probably have been almost the same height if it wasn't for Eve's heels and the pair fell into step together like they were both privates in the army until they reached my closed bedroom door. Eve stopped but Maddie kept walking. Two paces and the leash went taught.

“C'mon, Eve, what's your problem?” Maddie asked, tugging the leash.

Eve moved quickly, closing the distance again. The pair continued to the end of the hall, where Maddie's room and mom and dad's rooms were.

I caught Eve glancing into mom and dad's bedroom as if looking for something. Probably scared mom would jump out at her or something. Maddie opened her bedroom door and goosed Eve in, with a hand on the older woman's ass.

My first thought was, ‘dirty girl’. Maddie could have pushed her in with a hand on her shoulder or guided her in with a hand on the small of Eve's back but no, she grabbed and squeezed Eve's naked butt cheek, giggling like a, well, like what she is. A schoolgirl.

I followed the pair in and shut the door.

My first instinct was to pull out my cock at that point and jam it into Eve's ass, but I consider myself a classy dude, so instead, I decided to talk to her first. There's no rule I knew of about not treating a trainee as a lady, after all

"You know, Maddie, when mom’s here, the house runs differently,” I started, including Maddie by directing my words to her despite making it obvious I was talking to Eve, since Eve couldn't respond anyway.

Maddie wisely stayed silent, probably trying to figure out my angle. Maddie always had one, so she probably figured everyone did. If I had one, it was purely to relax Eve.

“It's been fine since she's been gone, but the house is a little empty, you know? Like we've all just been waiting for her to get back to see how she’d deal with you, Eve."

I was watching Eve and there was a definite reaction to my words. It was like she subtly shuddered, and she interlaced her fingers in front of herself like she was praying for something. Was she scared of the thought of meeting Mom?

"Nah, don't worry, Eve,” I assured her. “Mom's just so straight-laced and prudish, is all. At first, I thought she'd be pissed at dad, ya know? Well, maybe you don't. You probably fucked around all the time on your husband, didn't you?”

Eve nodded vigorously, then shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands like she was saying, ‘What can I say? I can't deny it".

"Yeah, to each their own, I guess. I think to Dad, this is still all business and no pleasure. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am sure he likes it, but he LOVES Mom. You know? Fuck, sorry for bringing this up. This is probably boring you."

Eve shook her head, almost as vigorously as she'd nodded moments earlier. She gave me two thumbs up like she thought it was great, what I'd said about dad. It emboldened me to continue my train of thought.

"Well, it's just I thought she'd feel betrayed, or jealous or something. But really, I don't think she would. I think she'd like you, too. I bet you two would have gotten along if you were normal."

Eve shuddered again, shook her head and used her hands to express that she didn't agree. Maybe she'd already met mom and didn't like her?

"I would love to know what your life was like before... You know… what you did before you became like this… and what your husband was like. I also wonder how your kids turned out. Did they know you were a slave when you first became a trainee.”

Eve shook her head. Not vigorously, but definitely a no. Sad, maybe?

"Do they know, now?”

She pantomimed another expressive negative head shake and used her body language to answer like she was excited to be able to respond to any question I asked.

"Hmm, would you want them to know?"

A vigorous nod and another 2 thumbs up. I guessed she wanted to but was scared to. I could understand that.

"Yeah… probably so they could see you’re doing fine and not have to worry about you. But wouldn't you be ashamed if they knew?"

Eve nodded and did exaggerated thumbs up gestures again with what I imagined was excitement. I'd nailed it!

"Hehe, I love how you get like a caffeinated puppy with a rubber ball when I tease you,” I said, realizing that I really was teasing her with my bold statements about her kids. That prompted me down another path.

“I bet I could do really degrading things to you and you'd be thrilled," I said with a grin.

Again, Eve nodded excitedly and shook her shoulders, making her tits bounce. A definite yes.

"Nah, trust me, you don't want me to do THOSE things," I gave her my best evil grin.

Eve cocked her hooded head as if curious about what I was imagining. I decided to tell her, to make her a little scared of me.

"Well, I'd pull your asshole inside out and make you wiggle it like a tail. I'd probably write "WORST MOM EVER" and make you lick your own shit, while filming you and telling you I'd be sending the clip to your kids. Obviously, they'd never see it because I don't know them, but I'd want to test just how far I could go with you since you like it so much... it'd be like a game. Evaluate you for dad. Find your limits."

Eve nodded again and gave me a ‘bring it on’ hand gesture as if agreeing with me or maybe daring me to go to those extremes. I smiled at how she must think she was bulletproof.

"Haha, I’m sure you have limits even though you may think you don't!”

Eve shook her head, disagreeing with me with the rest of her body. I loved how her tits jiggled. They were so white against her dark skin, they were like little blinkers or flags bouncing up and down for yes or in a worried back and forth for no.

"What if I took a hammer and smashed your titty? I bet you'd wish I hadn't!"

Eve nodded and kind of wobbled her head like those bobblehead toys. Was she agreeing or giving me permission? This was getting confusing again.

"I wouldn't really mess up dad's property… but I assure you, you wouldn't like it. Talking about you being Dad's property reminds me of why we're here. Maddie and I are going to evaluate you. We're going to judge you even though you're old enough to be our mom. How does that make you feel, being judged by a pair of teenagers?”

Eve shuddered again, but glancing down at her cunt, I could see she was leaking girl goo all over her thighs. Was she scared, or would it be more accurate to imagine she was ready to cum?

“Maddie, is Eve close to cumming?” I asked an evil thought entering my head.

“You're kidding me, right?” She responded much more civilly than her usual but she couldn't leave it at that.

"You must be so much fun to fuck,” she deadpanned. “Hey, are you cumming?” Maddie made a face like she was going to barf.

“I love you as a brother, not a lover, Pukey Lukey, so I'll teach you something I don't even teach the guys I bang. If you have to ask if she is, then she isn't."

"You snarky cunt," I brought my knee up playfully and tried to kick her in the thigh but she danced away from me, laughing, and went up to Eve.

Without hesitation she grabbed Eve's boobs and honked them like the twin horns, giggling “arooogah!”

That got the ball rolling. We each did our own thing to Eve's body, and she basically had sex with us both simultaneously, but it didn't feel like we were doing it together as a threesome at all.

Maddie did her own thing with Eve, and I felt like I just happened to be there. I wasn't really prepared to come into contact with my sister's skin, so I wasn't ready for how soft and warm it was, or how taboo it felt when I did. Maddie didn't seem to be too bothered.

I did, but not in a grossed out sort of way I expected. It was one thing to fuck one of Dad's slutty bitches. They've presumably been fucked every day all the time while they serve. Maddie was into sex, but it just felt different for me - like I knew I shouldn't have connected, but I did.

Then Maddie reached over Eve with a look of chagrin and cupped my balls and then squeezed gently, like in retaliation for me touching her.

"You got your side, I got mine. Don't do that thing. You made me squirt a little girly juice and now I have to take a shower."

She was obviously teasing me like she did at the breakfast table, but it felt flattering and familiar this time. It made this whole preposterous idea of a strange woman dad had moved in for a couple of days getting fucked by me and my sister together, seem… Funny? Sexy? No, those words don't fit. It just wasn't so weird, is all.

I wasn't going to leave Eve out. I was inside her pussy, thanks to a condom Maddie had produced then had to show me how to use. I pumped slowly, then fast, then slow again, just whatever my cock wanted in the moment, enjoying the feeling and experimenting with angles. The condom made me feel like I could fuck forever!

I could feel Eve's butt plug if I did a certain thing and not, if I did something else. Certain angles tightened Eve's cunt and others loosened her up. I didn't pay any attention to Eve's pleasure.

A moment of silence passed between us, and I felt a warm hand on my butt, gently guiding me.

"Here is another tip, Turbo. We don't like it when you go jazz jackrabbit and then slow. Pick a speed and drive deep, withdraw consistently, and fuck her like you’re trying to break her pussy and you want to fuck right through her. Don't pace yourself. Fuck her like you own her."

Maddie and I both saw Eve shake head negatively before I could tell my sister to shove her advice up her ass where it came from.

"What's that, Lassie? Timmy fell down the well?" Maddie became amused when Eve disagreed with her. "No one cares what you think, Eve. You are just a cum hole for him to practice laying his pipe."

Eve nodded vigorously to indicate that she agreed.

"I have a reputation to uphold. I don't want my brother to fuck girls the way guys usually fuck me. Put a finger up her ass, grab a titty, don't just hump. Get nasty, because I know you are a nasty little fucker like me, aren't you, bro?"

Damn, it was hard not to smile. I didn't make eye contact with Maddie. I tried not to explode in Eve's pussy, but it wasn't how tight and awesome it felt. It felt good, like a warm, loving pocket that was clean and I could do anything I wanted with. It was hearing my sister talk dirty that made me almost spunk into the condom.

"How about I give you some advice during sex, Maddie?" I said slowly as I fucked Eve deep and hard, the way she suggested.

"What are you going to teach me?"

"Don't talk during sex, it's annoying as fuck," I said, without realizing it came off like a perfect deadpan zinger. I really just wanted my sister to shut the fuck up so I could concentrate and stop thinking about her perfect, young tits pressed up against this sexy woman, old enough to be our mom.

Eve began to laugh under the gag; her ribs started to quake, and her entire demeanor changed just from the relief of her body no longer being so stiff. Unless you count her clutching cunt around my cock. I've never felt as much like being milked as I did then. I could tell she was smiling under the hood even though it was hidden.

Maddie chuckled, "Okay, you got me. If I talk again, you can shove something down my throat to shut me up," she joked lightly.

I couldn't help it. Maddie's last words made me imagine forcing my cock as far down her throat as possible and that was too much.

“You motherfucker, Maddie!” I hollered as her visual set me off and I shot the biggest load of my life into Eve.

Yes, it was fantastic blowing my wad into such an awesome fucking bitch, but at the same time, I was angry at my sister for forcing my cum out of me before I was ready.

Even as I jerked my hips and smashed my groin as hard against Eve's flaps as I could, probably bruising them, my mind wasn't shutting down and resetting like it usually did when my jizz started pumping.

Maddie hadn't said that as a joke, but as a taunt. I'd let myself get complacent around her because I was preoccupied with my second ever true fuck.

For a little while I'd felt like my sister was treating me as an equal and I'd basked in the glow of it but now she'd pissed me off.

She had to know what she was doing and even though she didn't mean it, all I wanted to do once my body was under my own control again was to fucking do what she'd said. Grab her face and gag her with my cock.

No, better still, punish her THEN fucking choke her on cock. And she couldn't complain because she's fucking told me to.

The long seconds of not being in control of my body while my cum filled the condom finally passed and I was able to relax.

“Dayaaam, bro, I thought you were gonna force your whole body inside her when you came,” Maddie joked then told me to make sure the condom stayed on when I pulled out.

There she goes again, telling me what to do, I seethed as I did what she said because, well, duh. But I probably would have done it without her ‘telling’ me to. Maybe.

When I withdrew, keeping the condom on, Maddie was right there. I should have slapped her hands away but for some reason I didn't, instead letting her take my still-erect member gently in hand to carefully peel the condom off.

“That is a fuck ton of cum and your cock's still hard!” Maddie actually sounded awed by the amount of cum she was seeing in the condom she held up like a trophy for Eve to see.

“Usually a dude deflates like a balloon and is halfway dressed again by now,” she admitted reverently as she massaged the used condom like she was trying to gauge exactly how much cum I'd produced.

I almost gloatingly told her it was my second cum of the evening but I was still pissed at her. Then her next action left me momentarily speechless.

“Waste not the seed of man,” Maddie declared as if she was quoting some Bible verse or something.

She held up the condom and treated it like a freezer pop, squeezing the bulb end and forcing my jizz out the opening at the other end, right into her own upturned mouth!

My mouth dropped open and my eyes bugged. Maddie was swallowing my cum!

Her eyes were closed like she was trying not to think about whose cum it was, but she wasn't shy about poking the tip of her tongue into the open end like she was worried she'd miss a last, viscous drop.

There was a moment that was so primal, so real, and authentic where I looked down at her doing this for me and felt gratitude, as if she were making a sacrifice of her own dignity for my pleasure. There was a momentary feeling of guilt and empathy for her… that she was doing something I'd never do.

I could imagine that being below me, mouth open, eating that yucky jizz was humiliating enough, but to do it with her own younger brother's jizz must surely have felt unbelievably degrading for her.

Yet that's not the vibe I got from her at all when she opened her piercing blue eyes. She immediately looked up at me and I felt the instant terror that a peeping Tom would feel the moment he’s discovered looking at something he shouldn't.

Then, without a word or changing expression, she flicked her eyes down and then up again.

I can unequivocally say that the finest actress could not have been more expressive with her eyes alone. The look was submissive and vulnerable, like she wondered if she’d done a good job… or of what I must think of her.

The silence lasted too long, but because it was a perfect moment, it didn't last long enough for me.

"What? Don't look at me like that! I've never spit and I am not going to start. I like the taste of boy juice, and you have a nice dick.”

“I was just thinking how hot you looked, fuck you very much,” I replied, using one of her own lines back at her.

Maddie loved to say that instead of a sarcastic thank you.

“Don't get all mushy and make it weird," she rolled her eyes, taking what I'd hoped to be a zinger, the wrong way.

She didn't even pause to let that response sink in.

She glanced at her finger, saw a smidge of white on her nail and just placed the tip of her fingernail on her tongue like she was casually finishing off a drizzle of glaze from an Auntie Anne's pretzel.

"I am not going to swallow your cum every time you make it sneeze. This was a one-time thing," she held up a finger, but she didn't seem overly guilty or even the least bit humiliated by what she’d done with my jizz.

Emotions warred within me. I was pissed at her but I kind of felt grateful, too. The cum was already out of my dick so it really shouldn't have mattered what happened afterwards, but it felt like she'd performed something so intimate and personal solely for me.

Eve wasn't a factor. She was a trainee and she didn't count. It was like I'd just spent my first very private moment with my sister.

Strangely, there were no residual feelings of guilt or shame about seeing my jizz slide down her throat and I wanted her to do it again - every time I had a ‘cock sneeze’ as she called it. The only part that bothered me was that Maddie had done it all by herself.

If I'd thought of it, I know I would have wanted to punish her for making me cum, by somehow forcing her to chew the used condom like gum, but here she had voluntarily emptied the contents herself.

Maddie was right. She was every inch as nasty a fucker as me.

“What, you're going to waste the cum residue now, slut?” I asked, covering my ongoing shock at what she'd done and said, by taunting her.

“How's that?” Maddie asked, licking her lips.

“A good girl would put the condom in her mouth and chew it up like gum to get it all,” I offered my fake advice.

“Oooh, nasty!” Maddie agreed, opening her mouth and depositing the condom without hesitation. “Pussy juice and cum flavored, my favorite!” She groaned as if it was the best treat ever. “Poor Evie, misses out because of the hood,” she giggled around her ‘gum’.

I stood there in just my tee shirt watching my sister, struck dumb by her actions, my cock still hard and throbbing in front of me like a flagpole.

I needed to reassert control, I knew that. Somehow Maddie had still managed to take over even wearing just her underwear by forcing our attention onto her with her crude and sexy behavior.

“What did you plan to put in Eve's cunt, sis?” I asked, thinking back to dad's warning about not using anything that wouldn't fit inside her.

“I dunno, let's see,” Maddie replied, moving towards her vanity.

My sister has a princess vanity in her room with a big, ornate mirror and a seat she can sit on to do her makeup. There are three draws down each side and a long drawer across the middle. Maddie moved to the bottom right drawer and slid it open then stood back with a grin, waiting for me to take a look.

“You have your porn collection on your tablet while I have the real thing,” she said around the condom she was still chewing.

I should have guessed that Maddie had snooped into my tablet and knew where my porn stash was, but I ignored that when my eyes fell on the contents of the drawer.

She had not one but three different vibrators, a tube of lubricant, a little butt plug, a long, fat dildo and a little pink tawse. There was more towards the back, but those items are what immediately caught my eye.

“Jesus!” I exclaimed before I could stop myself. “You raided a fucking sex shop?”

“Gifts from boyfriends long gone,” Maddie shrugged. “Thought they'd get to use that shit on me but… let's just say none of them passed the test.”

You have a… tawse. You know what that is, right?”

“I know! Cute, right? Doesn't do any damage, though. I tried it on myself but I can't get a good swing out of it. Maybe I'll whip Eve's dainty little pussy with it?”

Maddie was messing with me again. Dad had said no implements. But hold on. Maddie said she'd used it on herself? Had she said that to screw with me or had she really done it? Was she daring me to use it on her?

I remembered my irritation with her for making me cum. Now she was showing me the perfect tool to get even with her.

“You're not allowed to use it on Eve. Dad said. But you just don't know how to use it right anyway,” I claimed as if I was some sort of expert.

I'd seen dad use one a few times on his trainees and it looked easy enough to me. That was about the limit of my experience, although it seemed pretty straightforward… just a particular wrist action I knew I could duplicate.

“Give it to me. And that purple vibe, grab that too,” I ordered like I was asking her to get me an extra order of fries in the drive thru at McDonalds and not like this was the most fucking sureal thing of my life.

Meanwhile, Eve lay motionless on the bed like a good little slut waiting to be played with.

"Okay, Massuh, Anything else you want to try to fuck me with?" Maddie gave me the side eye, but picked up the selected items, holding one out to me with each hand. I accepted the pink tawse. I didn't take the vibrator.

I didn't know if that question was bait. Did I want to FUCK my sister with it? I hadn't really processed that until I heard her casually say it out loud.

[EddieDavidson]

“Here's what's going to happen. You're going to use the vibe on Eve and feel free to pinch, slap, scratch, bite, lick and tickle her to your heart's content, but while you're doing it, I'm going to experiment with the tawse. On you.”

“You think you're man enough?” Maddie arched her eyebrow, still chewing the condom like it was a stick of Wrigley's. "You don't even know how to use it."

I ignored the challenge in her voice. I'd already said I was going to use it on her. She'd find out soon enough I was indeed a real man. I'd also had enough of seeing her with the fake gum in her mouth. Maddie looked trashy in the wrong sort of way. I held out my other hand just under her chin.

"Are you going to leave any bruises?" she asked reluctantly.

Maddie looked at me then down at my hand. I didn't say a word, just held my hand steady. I wasn't sure what the Tawse would do, but I didn't plan to go overboard. I assumed Dad didn't damage his merchandise.

After a few more moments of Maddie working her jaw she pushed the used condom out of her mouth and let it slowly fall onto my waiting palm, a soggy stretched out, empty cum bag that she'd gently laid across my palm.

I set the spit-laced, chewed condom on her vanity. It still smelled of spermicide.

“You could have tossed it in the waste basket,” she complained.

"It's a cum bag, like you and Eve, I thought you'd want a flavor savor for later to remember me," I mused sarcastically.

I honestly hadn't intended to sound so wicked, and nasty. It just sort of happened organically. I could have thrown the spent condom in the waste basket. It was right there, but I was horny and not thinking.

It was just a spontaneous thing - and I'd realized that on some level I was role-playing my father, and my sister was my training subject. It felt strangely real, and a little silly at the same time.

She arched one eyebrow and placed the other hand on her hip, while standing before me in just a bra and panties holding the purple dildo like it was the remote control to the TV set.

"Alright. I said I would do what you told me, but I didn't say you could call me a cum bag and treat me like one of Dad's skeezy little whores," she said firmly, then looked over her shoulder with a snicker and apologized "No offense intended, Eve."

I saw Eve look up and shrug like she wasn't offended in that exaggerated slapstick pantomime she seemed to have perfected. It was hard not to laugh and my serious expression started to break.

"Dad once told me that It's a girl's job to clean up, not mine," I said.

She could do it easily enough later. Maybe she'd feel embarrassed, remembering that she'd chewed on her brother's used condom. I don't know why I wanted Maddie to feel humiliated or guilty. Already, I wanted to be able to do this again.

There was just something about watching her be taken down a notch that made me feel powerful and it was fun because Maddie was being a good sport about it.

“Lose the panties before you get started with Eve. I want you to feel the tawse on your naked ass so there's padding and no doubt in your mind that your little toy isn't defective.”

I theatrically put the tawse to my nose and breathed in deeply, inhaling the scent of the tawse. It was cheap, not like one of dad's fine quality, well-oiled leather toys. This was probably made of fake leather from China.

I then slapped it against my palm and it made a nice sound, but nothing too intimidating.

Maddie stood there thinking for a second and then sighed as if she had reached a conclusion. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began to remove them.

"Fine, but the next time we do this, I am in charge and you'll be the one to chew the condom up?"

I didn't tell her that was outrageous. She seemed almost excited as she rolled her panties down and off, stepping out of them while not breaking eye contact.

I was the one to lose that contest but only because I wanted to see her fur-covered mound the moment it was exposed.

Maddie kept her carpet of hair well trimmed. It wasn't a wild bush but a short, perfectly manicured rectangle of soft-looking black hair like something out of 80's porn. I was suitably impressed. Her pussy lips were completely visible like Eve's. A split mound that reminded me of a goat's snout.

I'd always been fascinated with body hair, especially in ancient porn. I considered myself a connoisseur of snatch. I could probably write a book on the subject. Porn from the 1960’s showed hairy armpits and bushes that had never seen scissors. That was the hippy age.

Then along came 70's porn and disco, where some grooming in the front had become fashionable but hair had still been allowed to grow all the way up to a girl's ass crack and on her flaps. The result was that jizz and girl-goo matted all that hair during the cream pie scenes after sex.

The 80's and 90's rock era had seen Hollywood get it perfect as hair receded away from a girl's flaps and in the 90's it was down to a landing strip.

My preference was the wider 80's look but I did still enjoy the 2000's hip hop bald style, too. That's not to downplay the 2010's, where techno and the totally bald bitch was introduced. A completely hair-free slut with zero body hair including a shining, oiled scalp.

Maddie's 80's retro look flew in the face of current trends and I loved it. How could I not look? What I really wanted to do was run my fingers over it, tug on it, massage her mons with my fingertips. It was so soft looking and inviting like a warm, delicate yet slightly shaggy rug. Perfect for her.

“Take a picture. It'll last longer,” Maddie quipped, making me realize I'd been staring at her pussy.

“I might,” I casually replied in the same tone.

Maggie blushed!

"Okay, fine, you are too insecure to trust me to be in charge," she decided as we moved over to the bed. "You can spank muh butt, and play, and you can insult me like you did at the vanity. That stung harder than that tawse is going to," she shrugged. "NO pictures, NO videos, NO gossiping about how you fucked Maddie Lively to ANYONE outside of the house! and next time we are going to go 50/50 - no more you boss man, me slave bitch the cum bag. Deal?"

"I'll think about it," I agreed, knowing better than to agree to one of Maddie's deals without carefully looking for the catch, first.

She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"How do you want me?” Maddie quickly asked, trying to divert my attention before I noticed she'd treated me like an equal, but I already had.

I took that as a win.

Eve was still lying back on the bed, her legs spread, cunt slowly closing after the pounding I'd just given her.

“On your knees between her legs, of course, dumbass,” I replied without thinking.

How was Maddie supposed to use the vibe on Eve from anywhere else?

“Duh,” Maddie replied. I know that! But how are you supposed to use the tawse on me while I'm on my knees?”

I mentally smacked my forehead. Maybe I'm the dumbass, I said to myself.

“I meant bent over her, not literally on your knees, stupid,” I said, doubling down. “It's just an expression, and you knew what I meant. Just for saying duh to me, I'm not stopping until you make her cum and I might do other stuff to you, too,” I threatened.

"I'll give that a 2 out of 10," Maddie said cryptically as she eagerly got into position while wiggling her ass at me like it was a cake I could eat.

A damn fine ass, I thought to myself.

"What's 2 out of 10?"

"Not on your knees, stupid? That's a far cry from... that thing you said earlier," she looked over her shoulder at me, while pointing her asshole right at me.

I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Oh Christ, you’re going to make ME repeat it, aren't you? Fine, you know how you called me a cum bag and said I could use your nasty condom like a flavor savor later, like it was something for me to be ashamed of? That made my nips stand up, and my asshole pucker, it stung so bad. How many times did you practice saying that to me in the mirror?"

Did Maddie think I'd fantasized about this very encounter before? Had she?

"None," I admitted truthfully without hesitation.

"Fuck you. I know you, Luke. You aren't THAT smooth. Care to try that line again, or phone a friend and see if they can help you put a little sting to it?"

Maddie and I bickered all the time around the house, and admittedly, my sister was clever and she usually won in our battle of wits. Was she asking me to degrade and tease her?

"Only a wicked little twat gets off on being called names, Maddie. I called you a cum rag because every guy at school dips his dick in your plump lips," I reached down to her pussy.

I saw her eyes glance at me and her face suggested that I could talk shit but I'd better NOT touch her pussy.

I did it anyway, and I instantly felt how wet she was. I gave her sex a quick rub and moved my hand away.

"Jesus, are you wet, or did you piss yourself?" I asked, a little shocked at her state.

"Better," she replied without actually answering.

She just turned her head back around and faced away from me, like she was afraid to look at me.

“Spread your legs. I want to see your clam. It's not gonna miss out on this,” I promised.

"Okay, you don't have to overdo it," her voice wavered.

Maddie was normally able to let any zinger I could give her roll off of her back but in that vulnerable and exposed position it seemed I hit home. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be too cruel.

Honestly I was waiting for Maddie to refuse to comply. I fully expected her to, in fact. Instead, she spread her legs apart.

"Is this good enough?" She asked, with a little less confidence in her voice than usual.

Her flaps were open, and I could see the pink, wet interior of her cunt. There was a slime trail down her thigh. She hadn't lied earlier about needing to take a shower later. She totally looked like she'd creamed herself. I could almost make out what I assumed was her pee hole. I really wasn't sure which hole was which.

I could now see her chocolate starfish, too. It was clean, but wet with her pussy juice, and so tight. I'd never seen Eve's asshole unplugged and she was the only woman who'd ever intentionally aimed her pucker at me, before now.

There was something so visceral and primal about seeing that pink little button closed tightly in front of me. If the roles had been reversed, I'd have been mortified that my sister could see the source of my shit, but Maddie acted like not only was it no big deal, but that it was just the amount of dignity that had to be sacrificed to have a good time.

My cock literally jumped for joy at the sight even though Maddie's my sister. It didn't care. It wanted inside either her cunt or that tight little back tunnel. I couldn't stop thinking about it, and I didn't see Maddie as a sister at that moment.

She was a hot, crispy, delicious piece of ass to be had, with a body like a hot rod, built for speed.

I stepped up behind Maddie, my cock leading the way. It would have been so easy to plug it into her, but I resisted the temptation. Instead, I reached out and dragged my fingertips across her luscious assflesh.

“Hey!” Eve complained. "Are you going to play with Eve or me?"

It sounded like she was asking me if I wanted to make a choice, and I think I would have picked Maddie.

I knew she was only complaining to give me a hard time, and she didn't mean it. She'd been there when Dad had given me instructions on how to gently caress a landing zone before punishing it. Still, Maddie shuddered and a moan escaped her.

“Focus on Eve, Slut,” I reminded her without pausing my exploration of her ass and cunt, no longer caring that I was calling her a slut out loud - she was one, after all.

I didn't even realize that I had called her slut. It seemed so effortless, and she didn't take offense, either.

Maddie had held my balls and had wrapped her hand around my cock, so I figured turnabout was fair play. Her cunt was no longer off limits to my fingers.

It was like my permission was what she'd been waiting for. The vibrator hummed to life and Maddie dived into Eve at full speed. Eve's hands came up to either side of Maddie's head, not to guide her, but to make contact with the woman between her legs.

I took my time, watching Maddie fuck Eve and explore her pussy with the vibrator. Eve reacted positively, but didn't seem to really be into the slow action. She waited there.

"Play with your droopy tits, Eve. You can wiggle your hips and give my sister a little show. You aren't supposed to be entertained, you’re here to entertain us."

Eve subtly yet rapidly nodded and complied, eager to play along.

My sister reached behind her and offered me her palm. I almost put my dick on it before I realized she was asking for a high five, so I slapped back.

"I hope you slap harder than you give high fives," she said, while remaining focused on exploring Eve's pussy.

"You just keep playing Jacques Cousteau in the tunafish sea and I'll give you what you have coming," I warned ominously.

I adjusted my stance so I was at a better angle, swung the tawse in the air, practicing the wrist motion a little, before I began to actually strike Maddie with it.

I could tell when Eve lifted her head that she was observing my technique. I wondered how I compared to my father. I doubted I could match his strength and technique.

"Promises, promises," Maddie sighed like she was bored, resting her head on one elbow like she was going to fall asleep soon and holding the dildo with the other like she was beating eggs in a mixing bowl to bake a cake.

"Have you ever had a guy say he is going to give you a proper spanking and then he spends half the time rubbing and caressing your ass while he builds up the nerve?" Maddie asked Eve, but the question was meant for me.

Eve nodded yes, but shrugged like it was expected.

"How about one more insult and I shove this Tawse handle end first up your ass, out your mouth and into Eve's wet cunt?" I asked spitefully.

"Can dish it out but can't take it?" Maddie giggled with amusement.

The first flick was light—just a whisper of pink leather across her ass. It was a test shot. I had never done this before.

"Is there a breeze in here? I felt a little wind on muh butt," she said.

I loved how she said, "muh butt".

"Demonstrations are important," I said, channeling Dad's instructor voice.

"Well, then demonstrate how to use that leather strap, and give me what's coming to me," she teased and again wiggled her butt as if she really wanted to goad me into beating her hard.

The second stroke of the tawse snapped hard against her left buttock, leaving a distinct crimson streak that made Maddie gasp and lurch forward onto Eve's thighs. Eve seemed silently impressed even though I had no way to know for sure.

It could have been her incredible command of body language, or wishful thinking on my part.

Another crack landed on Maddie's right cheek, matching the first welt perfectly as she cried out sharply. Her hips jerked involuntarily, grinding against Eve. Maddie went back to work fucking Eve's pussy with the dildo, a little harder, a little deeper, much more sincerely.

I was in business now. I had a little more confidence and practiced flicking my wrist a little to see if that could put more sting on it.

I wasn't sure if I wanted to give her a steady onslaught of regularly timed painful swats, alternating butt cheeks, or constantly change tempo so the trainee never knew when the next hit was coming. I paused arbitrarily, letting Maddie squirm and anticipate, pushing her butt backward as if pouting.

I decided abruptly to give her what she seemed to be asking for. Bap, on the left cheek, bap on the right cheek. Bap, again on the left. I brought down five or six more and stopped paying attention to my sister's reaction other than admiring the light pink blotches on her tight butt cheeks that were starting to emerge.

Eve nodded encouragingly as she caught my eye, her hips rolling against Maddie’s face as if to say, ‘keep going’.

I couldn't tell if Eve was enjoying Maddie's mouth service or my sister's punishment more, but she clearly wasn't bored.

I decided to give an, ‘all over’ spanking to my sister, and not just hammer the same two spots. I did a few on her outer hips, and then a few under her thighs and watched as the tender thigh meat between her legs quivered.

I noticed her mouth the word, "Hey!" and I realized this was making her squirm. In a good way.

I took a chance and swung up between her legs with the tawse.

"Hey! Not on the pussy lips!" She seethed, this time out loud.

"It's supposed to hurt and I know you can take it," I assured her.

I placed one hand on her left butt cheek to hold her in place, moved in closer and started to strike her pussy like I was upper-cutting.

"OW! OH! FUCK, AH, GOD-DAMN IT, THAT'S MY JUICE BOX YOU’RE DESTROYING," she squealed loud enough to let the whole house know what we were up to.

"I'll kiss it and make it feel better when we’re done," I joked sardonically, and kept swatting her pussy while she wriggled between my arm and Eve' s hip, trying to get away.

She could have gotten up if she really wanted to make the effort, but she kept fucking Eve with the dildo instead.

"You'd better!" She sounded desperate.

After a few more swats Maddie begged, "Please! It's really hurting!"

I was tempted to pause and let her catch her breath but I knew I wouldn't stop, though. With that decision made, I continued silently whipping her pussy.

She screamed into Eve's thigh with each strike, her body bucking wildly against my restraining arm. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with Eve's arousal slicking her cheek. Her pussy lips were swollen, crimson, and glistening. The tawse wasn't just stinging; it was doing something sexual. This was a tool used by school masters Maddie's age to discipline them. I wondered how many were like my sister and got in trouble intentionally.

"You dumb slut, your pussy is dripping all over my hand, you aren't supposed to like it this much," I said as I delivered another swat like I was a sadistic head master and Maddie was the school class clown.

Her muffled screams vibrated against Eve's thigh, her body shuddering violently while she kept the vibrator pressed firmly against Eve's clit as instructed.

"After we finish, I am going to march you downstairs with Eve, and put you both on a fucking stool completely naked, in dunce caps," I said as I envisioned my sister and Eve in that humliating pose in a victorian classroom, being laughed at by the entire class for some offense.

It was a strangely hot fantasy that came over me out of nowhere. I'd never had a fantasy like that.

"What?" she cried like I was being stupid.

"You'll admit to Dani, Marie and Dad that you are just a horny slut that loves cum, and invite them to laugh at your bruised ass, and tell them why I whipped you!"

I was just roleplaying a headmaster at his point. I had zero intention of doing any of that. It was just theatrics to me, while I wore my arm out whipping my sister.

"Oh my god, you want me to do that?" she sounded disgusted.

I thought about backing off, until she asked me, "what am I going to tell them is the reason you spanked me?"

Why did she want to know that? I rubbed her clit, just because I could and she didn't resist.

I squeezed and pinched it and she closed her legs and squeezed them together against my hand without struggling away from me or telling me to only whip her. I don't think it had registered that I had stopped the whipping and was instead frigging her.

"Tell them…" I looked around the room for inspiration.

I had no idea what she'd actually say but Maddie seemed to want to hear a valid reason and I was caught up in the moment.

"Tell them that when I told you to eat my cum, you made jokes and tried to waste it and needed an attitude adjustment."

"You’re going to make me cum! Please stop," she begged like she didn't want me to stop.

Maddie writhed. I noticed she had stopped fucking Eve and simply had her head on Eve's belly. If I could have seen Eve's face, I think she would have been confused by what was happening, too. I certainly was.

"You aren't really going to make me do that, are you? Make me tell them I ate your jizz? That was a one time thing!"

I didn't know if Maddie was roleplaying or not but my dick was so hard when she asked me the question, that I was tempted to take it in hand right there.

I pressed up on her clit, the way I had seen my father recently torture the clit of a trainee.

"NO. NO!!! Don't make me cum! I don't want my brother to be the one to make me cum! Please!! Nooooo!"

I was getting so into the roleplay that I forgot we'd already had dinner as additional details of my fantasy spewed out, creating a detailed picture for both Maddie and me.

"You are going to tell our sisters and Dad that I made you cum and that I punished you, and you'll wear the dunce cap during dinner! You'll squat the entire dinner like Eve does so we can ridicule and tease you! Except no, since your cooking is crap, you are going to put one thumb up your asshole and stand there like a dumbas with your mouth open waiting for us to feed you by throwing food at your mouth!"

"OH!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I pushed my thumb into my sister's tight butthole. It felt sticky, like clay, but not poop or mud.

"Not my butt! Please don't, goddamn it, please don't! You’re making me cum! You’re making me cum, you motherfucker!" She warned me.

"You aren't allowed to cum. You have to wait. Good girls wait for permission, Maddie!"

"No, no, not good! I'm a bad girl," she breathed raggedly.

I felt her pussy quiver and pump, as she strained forward. "This is about Eve, not us playing together solo. Play with Eve! Please… no… get out of my butt… please!"

"You said you would do what I tell you and the thumb stays, until I decide it goes," I said.

"It hurts," she clenched her teeth and screamed all over Eve's thighs.

I smacked her ass hard with my hand.

"It's supposed to hurt, you cock loving stuck up, cunt! You purposefully stepped on my toes when we got home today," I said like I was mad about it.

I hadn't even thought about her doing that until this moment. It had been a complete non-issue. I hadn't gotten out of her way fast enough.

The made-up justification for what I was doing to her now, just sort of came out.

"Oh God, is that why you’re punishing me? I was just teasing. I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please… okay… you are making me… oh, God dammit… fuck… Please fuck me, please fuck me… please! Don't just play with me like a toy. I need a dick!"

I switched back to the tawse, delivering another sharp slap of leather strands to her swollen pussy lips. "And, you begged for it."

Maddie screamed into Eve's thigh, her body bucking wildly as my thumb pressed deeper into her clenched asshole. I felt her internal muscles flutter around my knuckle while her hips ground against Eve's leg.

Her cunt gushed hot slickness, soaking the tawse.

She was past protesting now, reduced to desperate, wordless whimpers vibrating against Eve's skin.

"Then tell me you are a cunt that needs to be fucked by her brother!"

"Please don't make me! No, just fuck me," she begged and began to hump backward on my thumb.

"This is the dick you need," I began to push the end of the tawse into my sister's pussy.

The leather strands were soft and malleable, so it wasn’t the best way to fuck her.

"No, not that… no…" she wriggled her hips, "Oh, my God! Don't deny me. I need it!"

"Deny you? you aren't used to men who could refuse the most popular whore in school when she offers this ragged out, worn out, cum catcher?"

I yanked on her stretchy labia and it didn't make her squirm. I was aware Maddie could have stopped me if she wanted to get up. She was bigger than me and I wasn't really into forcing anyone into anything.

It seemed like Maddie wanted me to force her, in some way - to hold her down. She kept bucking, but not enough to buck me off.

A tear ran down her cheek.

"Guys tell me no, sometimes. You aren't the only one! We're going to fuck at some point, so just get it over with. Do it! Go inside me. You can cum! No condom, no wrapper, I’m on the pill. Please, I want to feel your dick in me. I need it!"

I was thrilled! My cock was hard, and this was going in a way that I did not expect. Almost the entire tawse had been packed inside her twat like a belt. I couldn't help but notice that Eve seemed impressed and hardly concerned - more like she was thrilled to be a part of this.

"You are just window-dressing while my sister and I play, Eve. Get on all fours. Put your ass in Maddie's face."

"No, don't. Don't make me lick Eve's scummy, cummy pussy after you came in her. Fuck me!!"

Something clicked in my head when Maddie said that. Yes, I'd fucked Eve, but with a condom and I hadn't left jizz in her. Yet Maddie was complaining that I was ‘making’ her lick Eve's jizzed-in cunt as if she was powerless to stop me.

Like I could do anything I wanted with her as long as I ignored her smart assed, sassy attitude. Like she was only fighting me to show that she was resisting, not to actually win.

That wasn't really the epiphany, though that realization was pretty fucking cool. The epiphany was that my sister has actual sex fantasies. A girl. A hot girl with thoughts as dirty as mine. As I fed her unlikely, humiliating scenarios I dreamed up on the spot, she was begging for details and using them to get off as much as she'd already used Eve's body.

My sister was like Eve in more ways than she wanted anyone to know! She let me whip her pussy, she'd begged me to fuck her and she'd done as she'd been told. Sure, sometimes reluctantly, sometimes eagerly, but she'd eventually complied. I had to reevaluate everything, now.

Part of me had been waiting for Maddie to get bored with the game or get too pissed off at me to continue and she'd turn the tables on me. But now it finally sank in that she wouldn't. She wanted me to win. She wanted me to use her, to degrade her and even to punish her for being a brat!

I went back to our game with renewed confidence now that I better understood the cunt who is my sister.

"Who said you'll eat pussy! I want to see you lick her ass!"

Eve was quickly on all fours, ass up, spread, dutifully waiting to be used - and dripping wet. The eager crispness in her movements told me that she was into what was going on. I wondered how many families she served that had incestuous siblings like us.

I pressed the tawse deeper into Maddie's cunt until the leather handle protruded like some perverse tail. "Lick Eve’s asshole clean, sis. Right now."

"No. If I do, will you fuck me? Please? You don't have to use a condom!"

She'd gone from demanding to negotiating to begging, but something was still missing. I wanted Maddie's full compliance and I wanted it without her thinking she could control a thing. Her being free of restraints made her my sister, not a slave.

Maddie needed to know her place. Her place wasn't to freely use Eve but to join Eve. I'd fucked Eve's cunt because Maddie had manipulated me into it.

I'd come up here to fuck Eve's ass and I'd brought Maddie to keep Eve safe from Maddie getting carried away. Now that I understood my sister better and understood that my sister was projecting, I knew what I had to do.

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I looked around the room for something I could use to bind my sister's wrists. I grabbed them and held them behind her like I was going to break one arm and pushed her head down. "How many guys have fucked you at one time?"

"What?" she said as she moved her head away from Eve's plugged ass. I pushed her nose closer to Eve's crack.

"I need to know how many. When we are at school I plan to break the record! I'll give you to the entire football team if they win a game. You can lick all their assholes, suck their dicks, and then they can use you for tackling practice, but never fuck you."

"You are not really going to do that," she insisted as if she were pissed that I was just roleplaying.

I ignored her.

I reached over her and unceremoniously plucked the plug out of Eve's ass, tossing it to the floor without looking at it.

Maddie tried to keep her head away from Eve's asshole so I grabbed a fist full of her hair and I pushed her down. Maddie resisted, but not enough.

"I’m not going to do it. You’re right for once about something in your life," I said.

I heard her sigh and I thrust her head back down into Eve's crack.

"It's not up for debate, Maddie. You will fuck and suck anyone I tell you and tonight I am inviting my friends over to laugh at you while we watch TV and you and Eve sit on the stools in your dunce caps and tell them how you fucked your brother!"

"Then fucking make it worth my while, and give me a dicking! I'll fuck those losers too, you mean asshole!" she said as she struggled, eyes closed, and then she stopped straining so hard and let me push her face into position so she could lick Eve's asshole.

"I'm not going to fuck you until you clean Eve's dirty cum tunnel and then kiss me with that filthy mouth," I said as I gripped her chin and tilted her head upward.

"Oh my God," she reached under herself with one free hand and tried to masturbate.

That's when I noticed her Junior High cheer ribbons and belts. I scanned the selection to find a ribbon that would hold her.

I pulled her away from Eve's ass and it was like she was resistant to being pulled away from Eve now that she had started.

"You don’t have to tie me up," she begged submissively as I began to wrap the ribbons I selected around her wrists.

My new understanding of her made ignoring her plea easy. She knew I had to tie her up as much as I knew it.

I used a knot our dad had once showed me that gets tighter the harder it gets tugged on.

At the time I'd only thought it cool for securing the cargo we'd been hauling but now I realized he probably routinely used it with his trainees.

The more the bitch struggles, the tighter the binding would get.

“I bet you fantasize about being taken to his apartment and leased out with a trainee like this whore?” I suggested, referring to Eve.

“Maybe you could pretend to be mother and daughter? That would turn on some fucking pervs, wouldn't it? You'd be gone for six months though. What would I do without my new toy?"

"I am not your toy, Luke. I never agreed to do this all the time," she struggled against the bindings, but let me walk her over to the bed and she knelt behind Eve so I could force her head back to Eve's ass again.

Eve arched her back, presenting her puckered hole to Maddie's reluctant tongue. I watched my sister grimace before pressing her face forward, her tongue darting out tentatively against the tight ring. Eve shuddered, her thighs trembling—whether from revulsion or arousal, I couldn't tell.

Maddie gagged softly but kept licking, her wrists straining against the ribbons binding them behind her back. Saliva mixed with Eve’s sweat glistened on Maddie’s chin as she worked.

"You can eat that pussy now," I said.

"You love this don't you?" she asked with a big smile as she looked over her shoulder at me. "I didn't think this is what would happen. Is this what you planned when you invited me up here?"

She asked her questions as if she was casually pausing what we were doing and purposefully breaking character to make it clear she was being serious - no longer panicked or desperate for cock.

A vein in her neck throbbed, showing me that her pulse was racing. Her face was sweaty, her hair was messed up, her ribcage was heaving as her breath quickened - but she seemed relaxed and euphoric, like she was riding a high.

“Of course I fucking love this, Slut. How many guys get to turn their hot sister into their own cum trap and rent-a-hole?”

I didn't wait for an answer. I knew generally what it'd be. I let her imagine me whoring her out at school while she was doing what she was told.

“Get your tongue back to work,” I ordered. “Cunt then asshole, cunt then asshole. Switch it up and I want to see that dipstick in your mouth get ALL the way into that asshole checking for turds, not just teasing the rim.”

“I'm doing it, okay? Your job is to get your dick in ME. I'm doing what you said and I want my reward,” Maddie complained around a mouthful of pussy flaps.

“Your tongue isn't so far up her ass yet that you're tickling her tonsils, Slut. Once that ass is lubed you can guide me in and play with my balls while I fuck her in front of you. You'll have a ‘ring’ side seat,” I laughed at my joke.

“What about me? I need it!” Maddie was getting back into character as the wanton slut jonesing for cock.

“If you make it good for me and I mean the best piece of ass I've ever had, you'll get my cock in you and I'll have Eve help get you off a few times. So far, the old whore has been on the receiving end of all the good stuff and it’s about time for her to earn her keep,” I replied.

“You're choosing a worn out old ass over a prime pussy? I could probably fit my fist in there right now. The fuck, Luke?” Maddie was mumbling over the cunt and ass in her face but I could hear the indignation as clear as day.

“I'll fuck you if and when I'm good and ready and not before you show me you've earned it, Slut,” I growled.

I was pretending to be angry now. The truth is I was beginning to enjoy her game now that I understood it a little.

I knew I would ride Maddie. That choice had already been made despite her being my sister. Now that I knew her secret I owned the bitch and I planned to make full use of her.

One thing was clear, though. Dad. I had to get him on board. Maddie was far from broken and I mean that as in docile, not damaged emotionally or whatever.

In that sense of the word, Maddie knew who she was and what she wanted. She would stomp on anyone who got in her way and some who didn't, just because it was fun to her.

The big difference between her and me is that while we both clearly enjoy dominating bitches I need consent. Maddie never sought it. She had shown that when she'd popped Eve on the ass at dinner without permission. Even before that, when she'd verbally lashed out at Eve for not answering her questions.

Maddie needed a leash and someone to hold it. Someone who wouldn't take her bullshit and would happily punish her when she needed it. Someone like me, or more specifically, me.

Actually, I now knew I could go to town on her ass whenever I felt like punishing her because she so easily got into the discipline side of things. I thought about how much she'd loved that toy tawse that was still protruding from her cunt. It had turned her on like crazy.

I also knew she'd need it often. Maddie had said it best when she'd called us both nasty fuckers. I just need to learn how to be nasty safely. Maddie wouldn't care about another person's safety. She could scar someone physically or emotionally for life, and laugh about it. That's not me.

But dad had to agree and show me how to do the more advanced stuff right. He'd unknowingly taught me how to use a tawse but now I wanted to learn paddles, whips, suspension, ropework and all the other things as well. And how to best handle a dumb slut who thought she was better than everyone else.

I just didn't know how he'd feel about his daughter being my trainee. He'd have to learn that his little princess is a nasty fucker and not the delicate flower she pretended to be around him. Yet he'd allowed us to double team Eve. Maybe he already had suspicions about her?

Then what about when mom got home? She'd have a fucking cow. Never in a million years would she understand that Maddie and me fucking was okay because it wasn't about incest. Okay, it would be about awesomely violating the taboo of it, but it would be more about Maddie being the best person she can be. I'd have to let dad deal with mom. After I convinced dad it was the best thing for his princess to be my bitch.

“Out of respect for mom, I might keep our activities out of the living room, but Dani and Marie will know you’re MINE, they’ll have to ask to play with you," I accidentally said out loud.

“What?! It's up to me who I choose!” Maddie spluttered, pulling her tongue out of Eve's asshole and looking up at me. “You don't get to decide what the twins can do. Anyway, they're MY bitches,” she said as if she owned them.

I knew she meant she already considered them hers to boss around. She'd been doing that more and more over the last year or so and they seemed happily oblivious to it, unlike the way Maddie's treatment of me had pissed me off.

Although I really hadn't meant to share my inner thoughts with Maddie, it was too late to take the words back now, so I doubled down. “... and you can do your little baby talk in a diaper while you suck dada dick like it's your new binky," I said like she was already doing that.

Maddie's eyes went wide. She didn't respond. Instead, after an enormously long couple of seconds, she put her face back into Eve and noisily got back to work as if doubling her effort.

Something had just happened. A shift in the temperature of the bedroom or whatever and it scared me for a moment.

Had I pushed Maddie too far? A crazy thought jumped into my head that maybe she was finishing up what she was doing to Eve so that Eve would be too zonked to get in Maddie’s way while she killed me? As if Eve, the stupid cum dump would.

I immediately told myself I'd only been joking. Well, not joking, maybe, but I certainly didn't mean what I'd said. Well… not really. I'd just meant to mentally extrapolate telling dad about me and Maddie.

Eve didn't care about what I'd said, or maybe the idea turned her on because as soon as Maddie touched her again she really started humping her ass and shaking it against Maddie's face for all she was worth.

Eve's ass cheeks were audibly slapping Maddie's face even louder than the sound of Maddie's tongue splashing around in the swamp that was her cunt.

I watched, worried at first, then my rational mind took over again. Maddie had jumped down my throat when I'd joked that the twins would have to get my permission to play with her. She wasn't about to let that comment slide without a cutting response, but she'd had nothing to say about dad. Had I hit a nerve? Was the way she talked to dad something she did to fuel her own fantasies? Oh. My. God. That was it!

Maddie proved me right by starting to purposefully wriggle her ass as she returned to rimming and poking Eve's asshole with her tongue, doing everything she could to tempt me to join the pair of them on my hands and knees and fill her cunt full of cock.

I now had other plans though. I had been looking forward to fucking Eve's ass since I first saw the plug. Maddie had her lubed up with spit and I was more than ready to go peach pirate on the old whore.

I moved in closer, straddling my sister's neck. Her head was right under my cock and balls and I was taking a chance because all Maddie had to do would be to jerk her head up and my balls would get crushed.

Luckily, she didn't. Eve was producing so much girl goo that it sounded like a paddling pool Maddie was slurping out of.

“You can cum as much as you want, Eve.” I realized I hadn't given her explicit permission to cum, so she was probably going crazy under Maddie's tongue.

Eve's body began to shake violently and I swear the keening sound that began to climb the scale was coming from Eve, not Maddie, even though Maddie had fingers back in her own snatch diddling herself like crazy.

“I'm right above you, Slut,” I warned Maddie so she wouldn't accidently headbutt me.

“I'm gonna fuck that whore's ass so guide me in then start licking my hairy butthole like you are with Eve,” I commanded.

Maddie showed me she understood by lifting her free hand and searching for my cock, her other hand still buried in her cunt.

I think I discovered the true meaning of debauchery. There is nothing quite like fucking a woman’s ass.

The guys at school talked about it all the time. How they'd reamed some cheerleader from another school or how they did it while they'd been on their family vacation. I had been a little jealous, knowing the most I'd done was fuck a tied up slut and I really couldn’t even admit that.

But this was real MILF ass and the MILF in question was willingly opening her asshole to me. The rush of the act itself was powerfully intoxicating and to have a second slut, my sister no less, guiding my cock in into that ass while rubbing one out and waiting her turn to ride it? Yeah, debauchery.

The idea of having Maddie tongue my ass while I fucked Eve's was hot and totally impractical. It turned out it didn't work in reality, at all.

I didn't get to enjoy it because Maddie had to chase my ass on the in stroke then her head was in the way when I withdrew. Not that I made Eve wait too long for my spunk. I was pretty fucking excited, enjoying that most intimate rear hole.

With a roar I sneezed, as Maddie would say, into Eve's bowels. THEN I finally felt the tip of my sister's tongue searching for my pucker but my own cheeks were clenched.

I pulled out, a little light headed and a little pissed at Maddie for not being able to keep up with me.

“Your ass gave me an even better ride than your cunt, Eve,” I told her. “Your kids would be proud to know you can fuck with the best of them.”

I slapped Eve's ass and pinched her cunt flaps a couple of times in appreciation making Eve shuddered in pleasure.

I then extracted myself from between her and Maddie so I could look at Eve's unwinking sphincter. She was holding my load like a good slut, waiting for direction.

“Get your mouth under Eve and let her dribble my cum into your mouth,” I ordered. “You said you wouldn't waste my jizz. Now prove what a nasty fucker you really are,” I told Maddie.

“Oh come on, really? I'm not one of dad's trainees, ya know. Make her spit it out into her hand and rub it all over her titties,” Maddie suggested playfully.

“Madelyn Nichola Lively! Do as you're told,” I said, grabbing her bra strap from the back and pinging it like a rubber band.

“Owww! Fuck you, bro! At least call me Slut or Nikki or something if you want me to be nasty like that! Maddie is only my selfish cocktease persona.”

Maddie rebelled at being called by her full name and her tone suggested she wasn't playing. Maybe she had a point, too? I'd really only called her a slut, a bitch and a cunt out loud, never her actual name.

It occurred to me that maybe she needed to compartmentalize? We'd talked about that at school. Maddie was Maddie most of the time, but she changed when she was dealing with dad.

Then it was like a switch had been flipped and her childish voice and expressions would change her. Maddie would become the childish princess that pissed me off even more, when she did that.

I was really enjoying Maddie the nasty slut, right now. I'd decided I could live with her nasty mouth as long as all of her was nasty. It'd be nothing to call her a name that helped her identify as a cumwhore pain slut.

“Nikki? Nikki my owned little slut who'll beg me to whip her and fuck all her holes and loan her to the guys she's fucked over so they can fuck her for real? You mean that Nikki?" I asked.

“Oh, fuuuuuuck. Yes! I'll even let you fuck my ass,” Maddie groaned in excitement.

“Nikki who dad, Dani and Marie will all laugh at for being a stupid cunt? Yeah, that sounds like a perfect name for you, cumbucket. Get that tawse out of your cunt, replace it with four fingers then tell me I own you, Nikkie,” I demanded.

Maddie didn't think about it, she just did it. Hearing my sister tell me I owned her had my cock rock hard again even before she finished speaking the words.

“Good,” I praised her. “Nikki the cumsponge has some jizz to swallow. Get to it, bitch,” I ordered and this time Maddie didn't argue, make alternate suggestions, refuse or even roll her eyes. She got in position under Eve and opened wide.

I did fuck Maddie before we were finished, but I quickly adjusted my thinking about her. Maddie wasn't there with me and Eve. Nikki was, and Nikki didn't hesitate right up until I decided to return the two of them to the living room.

Eve looked a little worse for wear by then. Her stockings were laddered, ass bright red, her leash had been removed from her collar, perspiration was running in rivulets and beading her shoulders where it was so hot under the hood.

She had some minor bruising on her tits where I'd enjoyed a game watching her and Nikki stand facing each other, slapping each others’ tits until the loser flinched.

It was Maddie, a.k.a Nikki though, who looked most like she'd been through hell. Her ebony hair stuck out in all directions where I'd been using it as handlebars and her now naked body had a ton of marks that hadn't been there when, as Maddie, she'd accompanied me to her bedroom.

I think even her large nipples were bruised from the way I'd pinched, twisted and pulled on them so much. More even, than I'd done with Eve.

Her face was streaked with mascara-colored tears and her lipstick was practically gone, all that was left was her smile of satisfaction. At one point I'd kind of buckled one of her wide belts around her neck like a collar, the end dangling like a leash, marking her as mine.

After Nikki had licked my cock clean for the last time and I stayed flaccid, I knew we were done for now. We'd been upstairs for about three hours and I'd cum eight times including the last time when nothing at all came out of me.

“Time to go talk to dad, sluts,” I decided, already reaching for my shorts.

Nikki reached for the belt around her neck before I stopped her.

“No, Nikki. Leave it on. You'll be going downstairs just like that. Dad needs to know you're mine, now.”

“No! Dad can't really see me like this, Luke. Fantasy's one thing but…” She indicated her body, “I'm daddy's princess. He'd be… disappointed…”

“You're Nikki now, Slut. You want to be Nikki. You're natural as Nikki. You can go back to being Maddie and playing dad's princess when Eve leaves and shit goes back to normal,” I insisted.

“Dad's not going to forget seeing me… like this, Luke,” Nikki argued, making me feel like Maddie was making her way back onto Nikki's head.

“Dad deserves to know the truth about you, Nikki. For as long as Eve's with us, I'm going to enjoy getting to know this side of you. That means it can ultimately be dad's decision if he wants you to be happy or not.”

I was beginning to worry I was talking too much. I probably should have just slapped my sister a few times until she decided to agree unconditionally with whatever the fuck I wanted to do, but I'm not like that. I wanted to hear her agree.

“I figure dad wants his little princess to be happy. Besides, I'm not giving up my little cum guzzler that easily. By morning, I'll be ready to wake up to find your lips around my cock,” I said, appealing to the nasty fucker side of Maddie she'd labeled Nikki.

“If you go down there pretending to be Maddie, you won't get to continue this game into tomorrow. I'll be done because I'll know Nikki is just a scared little girl, not the fantastic fucking slut I got to know up here. I'm betting you're not that much of a chicken, giving up after a few hours because you're scared of how dad will react.” I was telling her and challenging her at the same time.

Maddie was always game for challenges, especially at school. I'd never been able to deny that as much as I hated it about her. Now it could finally work in my favor if I played my cards right. I was banking that the part of her she called Nikki was just as competitive as the Maddie part.

The gamble I was taking was whether pretending to be a princess for dad was worth it to Maddie. And how dad would react, too, if the Nikki persona won the coin toss in Maddie's head. If dad hit the roof, he'd be gunning for me, not his little princess. My ass would be toast for fucking his daughter and turning her into a whore.

“But daddy…” Nikki started and cut herself off.

I couldn't get her to finish her thought. Fuck. It meant I didn't have as much control over my sister as I thought I'd gained. I slipped into my tee shirt. I was thinking, ‘Game Over’.

“Okay, Sir,” Maddie or Nikki said.

Okay? Okay she'd do it or okay, she accepted the game was over? But she'd called me Sir. My heart skipped a beat.

“Okay? Okay what?” I asked.

I wanted to hear specifically what she was agreeing to.

“I'll go downstairs like this. I don't mind dad seeing my tits,” my sister replied, not actually saying out loud that she wanted our game to continue.

It was close enough for me. Dad wouldn't just be seeing her tits. He would see her red pussy where I used the tawse on her. He'd see her wild hair matted in places where my jizz had missed her mouth. He'd see the scratches and bruises. He'd see another trainee like Eve.

“Find Eve's butt plug and put it back in her ass. She can put that one from your drawer into yours. Dad should get his trainee back the way he lent her to us and he should see you and know you're a 3-hole whore, too. Move!” I commanded.

Nikki and Eve both looked for the discarded butt plug, Eve without being told to help.

Eve was the one who found it under Maddie's bed and she held it up. There was lint and dust on it, but luckily, no brown smears. Eve pantomimed sucking it but of course she couldn't. Not through the hood.

“Nikki, come here,” I ordered.

Nikki had seen Eve hold the plug up triumphantly.

“Eve said the plug should be sucked clean before it goes back in her ass. That’s fucking nasty. I want you to do it and you owe me so get licking,” I demanded.

It was a test. Nikki had tongued Eve's ass but this was a whole new level of depravity. Nikki didn't even hesitate. She accepted the plug without a word and started licking the dust and lint right off it, blushing as I watched her do it. The humiliating task seemed to turn her on all over again. She even sucked it like a cock but it was really too big for that and she couldn't do it for long.

Eve turned around and bent at the waist, ready for Nikki to push the big plug back inside her asshole. Nikki didn't do it slowly. She found Eve's well-fucked asshole with my cum still drying around the entrance and she jammed it all the way in without a thought for Eve.

Eve's asshole was well trained. It just opened to accept the invader.

Eve anticipated my next command, showing what dad had said about her training. Her ears obviously worked fine because she went straight to Maddie's baby plug, picked it up and returned to Nikki. Eve presented the tip of the plug to Nikki's mouth and Nikki opened wide. She easily sucked and slobbered over the little plug.

Nicky then adopted the same stance as Eve had and Eve pushed it into Nikki's asshole with the same care Nikki had used on her.

I imagined a smile on Eve's face behind the hood. She was probably enjoying the payback. Or maybe it wasn't payback? Maybe having a butt plug jammed forcefully into a hole originally meant only as an exit, was a reward to a pain slut?

Then Eve did something unexpected. She popped Nikki's butt a couple of times with her hand as if to signal she was finished with her task. They were quite hard ones, too. I didn't know trainees were allowed to treat other women like that.

But Nikki was no better, no more important, no more respectable than Eve, so it actually seemed fitting for one slave to treat another as her equal at the bottom of the food chain. Everyone was both Eve's and Nikki’s better now, I suppose.

“You got heels, Nikki? Put 'em on. High ones. The highest you own,” I told my sister.

“I've got some thigh high boots I've never worn before, if that'd work?” Nikki replied after a pause to consider my demand.

“They were supposed to be part of an outfit for a party Steve Nessman was going to take me to, but Lionel Shanks talked me into ditching Steve and going to the falls instead. Lionel's parents are richer and Lionel’s got that bad ass Challenger. And he had liquor. The party only had a keg.”

“I didn't ask for a history lesson, Slut. I just asked if you have heels! Go put them on,” I demanded, seeing Nikki blush again.

Damn, my sister manages to look even hotter when she's embarrassed.

What's the next step up in hotness for a chick who can make a worn out cock hard again? Seeing Nikki blush had done that, but when she returned from her closet wearing those spiked boots had me ready to fuck her one last time. I resisted the urge. I did whistle at Nikki though. It made her smile and blush again.

She knows she's hot, but for the first time, she seemed to genuinely appreciate the opportunity to show off her hotness to me, the brother she's tormented for years.

I leashed Eve and held the end of Nikki's belt-collar-leash then let them walk in front of me as they descended the stairs, heads up, shoulders back and titties out.

I once again marveled at the similarities between them from behind. Now they were the same height, I decided they could have been sisters. Well, knowing Eve is older, I mentally changed that to mother and daughter.

Just… Eve's daughter, not my mom's daughter because that would have made Eve my mom and Eve's certainly not a timid, raggedy church mouse like mom is!

Dad was in his recliner watching something on TV when I saw him. He was looking at us, his mouth working but not speaking. I think we had surprised him!

“Dad, Eve passed my assessment and… well… meet Nikki. Maddie's taking a break. Nikki here is a fucking amazing bitch. I want to train her,” I said before I could chicken out.

Dad took a moment to formulate a response. It wasn't what I'd expected.

“You told him?” Dad asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

“No, daddy, I promise,” Nikki said with that almost-lisp I hated. “He… made me… I discovered I'm more like mo… I'm more like Eve than I even I knew!”

Where had that come from? Nikki never told me what? And why was she suddenly pretending to be dad's princess despite being naked, collared and obviously well fucked? Dad wasn't even turning his head, pretending not to see his princess, naked.

I don't know if the twins had a radar or if they'd just heard dad and Nikki's excited voices, but they both appeared on the staircase we'd just used.

“Maddie?” Dani asked, then Marie added, “You're a trainee now, too?”

My sisters sounded confused instead of surprised.

“All of us had better have a conversation. Come on, son. Take a seat. You fucked your sister as well as Eve, didn't you, Luke?” Dad stated.

It wasn't a question and dad didn't sound angry. More resigned than anything. Well, it was pretty obvious from the look of her that Nikki had had the dicking she'd wanted and dad had already known i was going to fuck Eve. I dropped the leashes and took a seat on the couch.

Eve automatically squatted. After a second’s hesitation, Nikki did her best to mimic Eve, facing dad and me. He'd see right up her cunt the way I could if he dropped his gaze, but his eyes flickered between hers and mine, not looking down into her spread open snatch.

“Yeah. But it was consensual and she's protected. We both want to explore this further and I want your approval so I don't have to sneak around,” I replied with more confidence than I felt.

“Thank you, Luke. I know what you mean. Fuck,” dad sighed, letting out a breath. “I knew this could happen but you really took it up ten notches, didn't you?”

I guessed dad was talking to me and not just thinking out loud. His words gave me more confidence too, though. He could have beaten the tar out of me without saying a word and I can't say I would have blamed him. I'd fucked my sister. The ultimate taboo.

“She's a slut, dad,” I replied as if that was all the justification I needed. “You've never noticed what a smart mouth she's got because she's got you wrapped around her little finger. But she's smart mouthed because she's secretly been begging for someone to put her in her place. I did that and unlocked the perverted whore she kept locked away inside. I… I don't know how else to put it,” I shrugged.

“Remember son, that's your sister you're talking about, dad gently chastised me for calling her a slut.

Of course he'd stick up for his little princess despite how she was squatting, open cunt glistening with juices. Then he surprised me.

“And you plan to keep this going?” He asked, waving his hand in the general direction of Eve and Nikki.

“Fuck yeah!” I exclaimed, maybe a little too enthusiastically.

“And what about the twins?” He asked as Dani and Marie took seats on the couch next to me.

“What about them? They're used to you having trainees here when mom's away. It'd be just like that. They won't care, do you guys?” I asked, turning my attention to my sisters.

“But it's Maddie," Dani said.

“She looks out for us. What'll we do?” Marie added cryptically.

“Why would that have to change?” I was confused.

“That’s why we need to have this discussion, kids,” Dad said.

At first I wasn't sure who he was answering, the twins or me, until I figured out he meant all of us.

I decided to let dad speak.

“There are things we've kept from you, Luke,” Dad started, making me immediately tense up.

What? Who'd kept things from me? What things? I began formulating a question to get answers but dad didn't wait.

“I can see that surprises you, son. It's probably making you a little angry but hear me out. Can you do that?” Dad asked me calmly, almost apologetically.

I nodded, not really trusting my voice.

“I wanted to give you every opportunity to be… normal… despite the lifestyle I… and to some extent, your sisters live. You had no reason to know or to have to accept their choices. I personally expected you to graduate, go to college out of state and that'd give me plenty of time to figure out what you'd ever learn. But this,” again he waved a hand towards Eve and Nikki as if he meant both of them, “has fucked that all to hell. I told your mother…”

“What? You talked to mom about this? When?” I demanded, unable to help myself from interrupting him.

“... that if we ran this experiment, it could change everything,” Dad continued as if refusing to be interrupted by my outburst.

Dad did look at me intently, silently warning me to listen all the way through like I'd promised.

“Maddie discovered our secret about eighteen months ago. She decided that she wanted to be like me and she figured about a year ago that she could prove she was worthy by taking control of Dani and Marie. She's been working with them ever since.”

Those few words struck me like hammer blows. Despite dad being open about his career, he'd kept secrets. Secrets Maddie had discovered. Then she'd… what? Corrupted the twins too?

“Dad, please. This is a lot to take in. I need to ask questions to understand what you're telling me,” I insisted.

“What is to ask, Luke? I think I've been pretty clear so far.”

“Well for starters, you said Maddie found out some secret about a year ago and you used the word control when you talked about Dani and Marie. What's the secret and what do you mean Maddie's been controlling our sisters? I wouldn't trust Maddie with my lunch money much less them,” I blurted.

“I haven't yet decided about you knowing the secret, Luke,” Dad admitted. “I'll talk to Eve about your assessment before I make that decision. But I can tell you your sisters are naturally submissive and that's not anything to be ashamed of. There's a certain strength needed to be submissive. They're not learning to be pushovers if that's what you're worried about.”

“Dani and Marie have had sex with Nikki?” I blurted the question, not believing what dad was telling me despite what I'd just done myself.

“There are a lot of levels of consent to this lifestyle and not all of them involve sex, Luke,” dad said as if me jumping to that conclusion about my sisters was unjustified.

“What was I supposed to think?” I asked defensively.”It's what submissives do!”

“That would be quite a generalization, Luke, and one that could easily get you in trouble. Saying that is like saying its okay to fuck your waitress at a restaurant because she is a server. You DO know that is NOT okay, don't you, son?”

“Well, sure, but… okay. Point taken, dad. Still, you know what I mean, right?” I asked, feeling a little embarrassed that I'd thought the twins were doing sex stuff because I'd done sex stuff.

I think dad took pity on me because he said, “It would seem you skipped a few levels with Maddie. Her appearing at the bottom of the stairs practically naked, freshly fucked and with a collar around her neck was a bit of a surprise. I knew there was a likelihood of you screwing Eve's ass, but…”

He didn't need to finish that. I'd said Maddie should help with Eve's assessment because Maddie couldn't be trusted to not go too far and here I'd fucked them both in all available holes. I was proud of myself but maybe he was right. Had I gone too far?

All it took was a glance at Nikki squatting silently next to Eve, not butting in on our conversation for the first time in… ever… to convince me that no, I'd gone just far enough.

“So let's talk about Eve for a minute, then we'll move on to Maddie… and um… Nicole?” Dad suggested questioningly.

“Nikki, dad. Nichole is too uppity of a name. But okay, what do you want to know?” I

[cradulich]

Just one complaint. You posted chapter 1 twice instead of chapter 2

[EddieDavidson]

no complaint, thanks for letting me know -few ever would take the time.

Here is chapter 7

“Nikki, dad. Nichole is too uppity of a name. But okay, what do you want to know?” I agreed, wondering how much detail dad wanted.

“Eve was well behaved?” Dad asked.

“Well, sure?” I replied, making the words sound like a question of my own.

Why wouldn't Eve behave? “She's trained and it's her chosen lifestyle, dad. We covered that up in Nikki's bedroom with a bunch of questions where Eve pantomimed and used her body to answer the best she could,” I said, feeling quite proud of myself.

“That's good. Well done, Luke. Did she refuse to answer any questions or shy away from being touched?”

“No? Should she have?” I asked, not understanding what dad was getting at.

Dad needed to get to the more specific stuff, not mess around with basics. I wanted to understand what dad was wanting to find out because he'd made it sound like our assessment of her was to figure out if she'd done something annoying towards the family that had rented her.

I knew Eve's whole lifestyle choice revolved around serving. It's what she wanted to do, trained to do and obviously got paid to do. She'd been as patient with us as a person unable to speak, could be.

“No, but I want to get a good picture, son. That means starting with the basics and building from there. You're sixteen and she's forty one. The age difference alone opens up the possibility that she could dismiss you as simply a teenager not worthy of her deference,” he explained.

Well that made sense. Kind of. Except Eve's lifestyle choice said otherwise.

“A lot of adults, no matter what the situation, be it business, the trades, or in BDSM, have a difficult time taking instruction from someone a lot younger than them,” Dad replied, sounding like my chemistry teacher, Doctor Burke.

“Yeah, she did everything we asked and there was no hesitation. She was eager to please,” I assured dad.

“When you touched her, how did she react? Did she lean into the touch or act like a statue allowing you to touch her however you wanted but not acting excited about what you were doing?”

“She was great! She presented her titties and jiggled them as if begging me to slap them, so I did then I spent a while pulling, twisting and pinching her nips. Later on, she and Nikki played a game where they slapped each other's milk sacks as hard as they could until one of them flinched away. She won that game, but Nikkie took some pretty darned hard slaps herself, first. I think…” Dad cut me off before I could start bragging on Nikki.

“We'll get to Nikkie, but I want to focus on Eve for the moment,” Dad said, seeming to know I was about to go off topic.

I nodded. He was right. I was just excited to get to my sister's transformation!

“Did she hesitate to pull her legs back and show off her cunt for a close inspection? Did she demonstrate how far her clit hood stretches and how far she could get her clit to poke out?”

“I guess,” I replied with a little less certainty.

I'd been more interested in fucking her cunt but I remembered her doing something like that for Nikkie, flicking her bean and pinching her own clit between her fingertips, her finger nails really digging in until she was a trembling, quivering mess, proactively hurting herself for Nikki's amusement.

“Yes,” I said more forcefully.

Dad nodded in satisfaction, pleased by my amended response.

“Did you use any toys in her cunt? You know, dildos, hairbrushes, bottles, clips on her flaps, that sort of thing?” Dad's question was asked deadpan like he was discussing accessorizing my bike.

I figured if dad could be clinical, I could too.

“Nikkie had condoms so I fucked her pretty good,” I reported. “Then later, Nikki used a vibrator on her for a long time before I told her she could cum. She had held off really well but as soon as I gave her permission, she squirted all over Nikki's floor. I thought she'd pissed herself until Nikkie laughed at her for squirting her girl goo all over the carpet and made her lick it up.”

I was pretty pleased with my frank assessment despite how weird it was, telling my dad about the sex I'd had with someone he knew better than me. Dad had raised his eyebrow when I'd said I'd fucked Eve, despite me prefacing it by telling him I'd used a condom.

“Did you prep her cunt before you fucked her and was Eve wet before you fucked her?” He asked.

“Prep? I dunno what that means. I just had her spread her legs and I went for a ride. I guess she was wet…” I thought about it for a second then added, despite being a little embarrassed, “... I slipped right in, balls deep. Nikki was tighter when I fucked her, but she's younger. And Eve's ass was much tighter than her cunt even after having that massive butt plug in there. Why?”

“I'm just asking questions to get your opinions, Luke. So she welcomed you into her cunt and she wasn't too tight or drying up? Hmmm. Would you say she would have been tighter if she wasn't so aroused?”

I noticed dad glance at Eve as he asked the question. That made me wonder if he'd had problems with her not liking sex with younger men, before.

“No, she did great, dad, “ I assured him that Eve had been a wonderful, eager and a responsive fuck even though I could only compare her to Nikki and the one tied up slut from months earlier.

“I could feel her squeezing and releasing my cock all the way in. She grabbed my butt and pulled me inside her as deep as I could go. Oh, there is one thing. She still had her butt plug in, too. I could feel that as I fucked her. She was absolutely stuffed. That monster plug is fucking huge, by the way!”

“So no issues with her fucking you back? Good. And you said you did fuck her ass too?” Dad wanted clarification that I'd taken her every way I could.

“I would have fucked her tits and her mouth if there wasn't a padlock on the hood,” I joked.

“Why didn't you fuck her tits?”

“Daaad, I thought this assessment was of Eve, not me,” I complained, but I didn't really know why I hadn't taken the opportunity to do exactly that.

Those titties were totally fuckable even if they sagged a lot more than Nikkie's. It made me feel like I'd missed out on something pretty special. In retrospect, I decided that it'd been because I had been with one super willing slut and Nikkie. There were more than enough willing holes to wear my cock out in, but I was already making a date with myself to fuck Nikkie's amazing fun bags later to see how they compared to oral, anal or cunt sex.

“You said you played with Eve's tits for a while then Nikkie and Eve played a game where they smacked each other's tits. Did they punch them and did you?”

Using Eve's tits like a punching bag had never occurred to me either. I had to admit I hadn't but now I knew it was a thing, I really wanted to try that as well.

“How well do you think Eve got on with Mad… Nikkie? Was she as enthusiastic as she seemed to be with you? For reference, Eve used to be as straight as you when we met. I had to force her to get with another woman and she didn't want them near her cunt even though they could get her off in minutes. Any signs of reluctance with Nikki?

“Fuck, dad, it was so hot watching the pair of them. You'd think she was a dyke the way she got off with Nikkie. It was nikkie that made her squirt,” I reminded him.

“Hmmm. Okay, good to know. Last question. Please think about this, Luke, because it's really important. If Eve was here full time, would you be able to be yourself knowing your mom was here, too?”

“What?” I think my jaw hit the floor in shock at dad's question.

I couldn't even imagine mom being around one of dad's trainees, much less living under the same roof as one of them permanently. Mom would either kill dad, kill Eve, go crazy and run screaming to grandma and gramps place or maybe just walk out and we'd never see her again.

Then I further considered dad's question. He wasn't asking what I thought about mom knowing but if I could treat Eve like I had in front of everyone in the family. That meant mom, Dani and Marie and of course Nikki. What if aunt Sophie or other members of our extended family came to visit? Would dad put Eve away or would I still treat her like a slave?

I wanted to ask him if he was being serious, but he'd already said he was. I don't think I COULD be myself around Eve if mom was there. It'd be too weird and mom would think I was a mean son of a bitch for treating Eve the way she liked to be treated.

If mom wasn't such a stick in the mud and I knew she was completely okay with me learning from dad it would be different, but I couldn't get over mom's likely reaction. I love my mom and I don't want to hurt her. I could never take sides against her even with dad.

“I can't say, dad. Mom would never go for it and I don't want to take part in maybe breaking up the family… We've talked about this before... none of us say anything at school about you and your work or anything that goes on here. Not even to mom. It'd just be too weird to start. I'm sorry,” I admitted.

I really was, too. Eve is awesome and I'd love to do more stuff with her. I really really wanted to learn whips and paddles and stuff on her. And fuck her again, too.

“Those are valid points, Luke. But put those aside. Could you be tough on Eve with your mom's full participation?”

Why was dad so focused on mom? What about Dani and Marie? What about grandma and grandpa? Aunt Sophie, uncle Leo, uncle Steve, then all dad's family and the half dozen cousins that descended on our place at Christmas?

I couldn't help it. I made light of the question.

“Sure, if mom didn't care and wouldn't get mad, it sounds like an awesome idea. We could put a cage in the living room for her to live in until we needed her for something,” I joked.

Dad took me seriously. “I like where you're going with that and it's a good idea for sometimes. But I also like having a bedwarmer,” he replied.

I was going to say I was just joking but then dad's words registered. Was he thinking of taking Eve to bed with him and mom? I was suddenly glad it was his neck, not mine!

Dad had a few more words of wisdom for me before he finished with me.

"You know son, half of being dominant is having a plan and rules for the likely. You are the king of your castle like me, or maybe in this instance, the captain of the ship. Everyone expects you to set the tone, but the other half is having a philosophy for the unlikely. Being able to pivot smoothly toward the goal is a necessary skill. If the ship is heading for unknown waters you take your map and chart around it or sail through it. So, when your mom's family visits, we'll be prepared and will tell them ahead of time."

I thought dad was wasting his breath when he then asked Dani and Marie what they thought of his idea, though. Even though I hadn't known about what Maddie had been doing with them, I could have told him they'd be fine with it and I was right.

Those girls just don't think things through like I do. If mom or dad wanted something, they'd always be fine with it. I suppose I needed to start thinking that if mom, dad, or Maddie wanted something, they'd happily agree.

But now that I'd claimed Maddie, or rather Nikki, as my slut, did that mean I was basically the boss of the twins, now, too?

Dad pulled me out of my musing.

“So that leaves Nikki. I'm going to need to make some decisions about this but I need to understand some things first,” Dad told me then turned his attention to my sister.

“So, why Nikki? Nichole is your grandma's name and she's far from uppity, as you called it. There's more.”

The last part wasn't a question. It was a statement and he expected Nikki to convince him why she'd decided on that name to describe the new persona she was displaying. Like he needed to be convinced it was a choice she should be allowed to make for herself. Nikki seemed to understand that as well.

"I want to do filthy shit and serve, but a part of me is still Maddie wanting to piss in his cheerios for daring to talk to me that way… I realized I needed to put Maddie aside… be someone else while I'm exploring these new feelings. Maybe I can come back to Maddie, but Nichole sounds like she jerks off her friends' dads at the yacht club for bottles of expensive wine and jewelry,” Nikki scoffed.

“People are who they are, Nikki. Pretending can get them in trouble. Like you said, as Maddie, you still want to piss in his Chereo’s. I want to know if this is just a phase for you or if it's something more. The moment things don't go your way, are you going to up-end the gameboard and pout or are you really mature enough to take the good with the bad and keep playing?”

“I want to be free to be that stripper on stage, spreading her ass cheeks for a dollar because she loves it, it's what she wants to do, and it's all that's expected of her. I can't be Maddie the popular, conceited cunt at school and do that. To me, THAT was playing a silly game.”

Dad wanted more and he gestured for her to go on.

“I want this shit to be real…” Nikki said with conviction. “... to be my life. Nikki is who I've always been but she was hidden behind Maddie much like my middle name is. I even hid her from myself. If it really is a phase, I need to explore it fully with someone I can trust, before going back to being Maddie," Nikki replied.

“I see,” dad nodded, clearly understanding what she'd said more deeply than me.

“And that affects the other things going on as well,” he added cryptically.

I felt like dad and Nikki were about to head into a discussion that would exclude me and that bothered me. I'd been the one to bring her downstairs naked and leashed. Nikki was mine!

I looked at my sister, her cunt wide open as she squatted in her boots, looking like she was about ready to drop her butt the rest of the way to the floor. Her thighs were trembling from the effort to maintain her position.

Part of me wanted her to fail in her simple task of squatting there, showing us all the inner workings of her cunt and how fucking perfect her teardrop-shaped tits are. I knew she could either hit the floor or stand up, admitting defeat and then I could punish her to show dad that she'd accept it.

But I found I really didn't want her to fail. Like I said, she was mine. A reflection of my authority over her, the exact opposite of Maddie my bitch sister. I could still show dad the reality of the new situation without her failing and without me being excluded from their conversation.

“Come here and kneel at my feet, Nikki,” I ordered.

Nikki didn't hesitate. She groaned as she stood up, releasing the tension on her thighs, quickly shaking each boot-clad leg, before taking the few steps necessary to get to me and gracefully slipping to her knees like it was the most natural thing in the world to kneel naked but for boots and collar, at my feet.

Dad silently watched me command Nikki and saw her instantly react to my command. I felt a swelling of pride, not just for doing something that I thought would garner his approval although that counted to me but because Maddie would have made the most of the opportunity to try to belittle me. Nikki didn't and I was proud of her for that. She'd been a good slut.

“Thank you, Sir! Fuck, that's harder than it looks!” She admitted, looking me straight in the eye as if it was only her and me in the room.

I couldn't help but smile. She'd called me Sir in front of dad and hadn't used that stupid lispy child's voice. And she'd been polite, too. I'd half expected her to immediately complain to dad about what a horrible brother I was, making her get naked and act like one of his trainees. Maddie would have done exactly that, calling him Daddy and acting like his princess.

“So,” Dad said, talking to Nikki, not me. “I noticed you called Luke, Sir. That suggests a level of submission I'm surprised to hear between the two of you and you worked all this out in only a couple of hours? It makes me wonder if the pair of you have been keeping secrets of your own from me.”

“No dad, it's not like that,” I assured him.”I think it kind of slipped out in the moment at first, but when Nikki decided to give this….” I indicated my sister kneeling, “... whatever it is… a go, she obviously made her own choice not to call me Luke. Or Goober, or whatever but I'm not complaining,” I grinned.

“Thank you for the clarification, Luke, but I was speaking to your sister,” dad gently rebuked me for answering for her.

I nodded although I didn't apologize. Dad is dad, but Nikki had agreed to see how it went, submitting to me. That meant I was entitled to speak for her, didn't it? I wasn't about to apologize for taking charge but at the same time, I recognized dad's authority as head of the house. So I accepted his comment.

Nikki piped in, "Fuck, I don't know why I called you Sir… don't let it go to your head. It just seemed natural."

"Yeah, I'd rather you call me Master Luke," I fired back, not caring what dad thought.

"Oh, are you really going to be my Master? All the time or is this just cosplay with dildos?" Nikki was being a smartass again but now I understood her cutting remark for what it was.

Nikki turned her attention back to dad, immediately losing the attitude that saturated her words. She became a serious little girl again for him.

“Calling him Sir was just… organic, I guess. It felt wrong to call him Luke while I'm naked and on my knees, Daddy, so I used Sir and he seemed to like it,” Nikki admitted.

Dad seemed to pivot, changing the whole conversation after hearing Nikki say that.

“You realize you can't be my princess and be Luke's bitch at the same time,” dad told Nikki, forcing me to realize that ever since Maddie had started calling dad, Daddy, she'd been doing it as part of a game they'd been playing.

“Princess was a dominant role I created for you,” he continued, his attention back on Nikki. “You understood it was your place to be my lieutenant. I allowed you to explore your nature while not forgetting who holds the ultimate authority. Calling me Daddy was supposed to remind you of that. You can't be my Second and be submissive to Luke,” he explained.

I think his explanation was as much for my benefit as Nikki's.

Nikki scrunched up her nose and considered dad's words. Then she relaxed a little as what she was thinking became clear and all she had to do was explain it properly.

“It's fun playing your princess, Daddy, and I always knew it confused Luke hearing me talk like this. I really considered it hilarious because he had no idea what was going on right under his nose.”

“His bitch of a sister was manipulating her daddy so blatantly and daddy never saw it. But it's always been a game that Maddie played. You have to understand that as your princess, I've always been on the outside looking in. Then Luke showed a different side of himself that resonated with me.”

“So you created Nikki, just like that,” Dad cut to the heart of what Nikki was saying.

“Well not really that easily, Daddy. Luke didn't know or understand I was supposed to take over Eve's evaluation. I know that's what you meant to happen, anyway. He really believed he was in charge and the big meanie made me take my medicine like you do with your bitches,” she whined petulantly.

“At first I thought, sure, let him think he's in charge. I know the real score. So I pretended to follow his lead. When he found the tawse and said he was going to use it on me I figured, okay, I can make fun of him when he screws it up. I'll still get Eve off as if he isn't even there and show him how to treat a bitch and that he can't intimidate a real domme.”

“But I didn't and he didn't. I'd secretly wondered what it would be like to be on the receiving end of punishment and had scoffed at the idea it really could do shit so I let him. I didn't get Eve off because she held her cum and I learned a lot about myself from that one experience,” Nikki admitted.

“He eventually made me promise to be his bitch and suck and fuck his stuff out of him and let him punish me for being a cunt to him. He told me he was going to make me suck off the whole football team. That's a ton of dicks, Daddy! And I can finally see why m… Eve loves it so much! It's even better from the inside.”

“You know Maddie is a self centered little cunt. It's what you wanted. But I can't be Maddie and be like this.”

Nikki considered her next words carefully before she spoke. Dad didn't interrupt her thoughts and neither did anyone else.

“I think I like this more. It's way more challenging. More… fulfilling than being the bitch with the whip,” Nikki sounded as surprised as I felt hearing her side of things.

"Good. That's the right answer,” dad told Nikki. “If he's going to be the boss you need to call him Sir as much as he needs to call you Nikki so you can both adopt the right headspace when you are doing a scene," Dad suggested.

"What if I don't just want a scene, Daddy?" Nikki asked, confusing me because she'd just admitted how much fun she'd had.

Dad didn't react the way I had. He replied with a silly alternative.

"Hah, well, there’s an empty training crate at my apartment. I could process you and rent you out," he joked.

"No, Daddy! You know that scares the shit out of me… but… um… could I stop being Maddie?"

"Yeah of course. I'm sure you'll be Nikki whenever your brother trains you," he shrugs.

"No, I mean I am tired of being a brat. It's hard being the popular cunt at school. I'd… I would like to hang up my Sassy Cruella DeVille routine and retire Maddie altogether," she said quietly but confidently as if she'd thought a lot about it - more than just since my first flick of the tawse upstairs.

Dad didn't respond directly to that declaration. Instead he seemed to turn the conversation back to his trainee.

"I was thinking Eve might make a good permanent house pet,” he said then revealed what he was really thinking. “I’m not sure how she'd feel about competition."

Dad wasn't joking this time. His tone implied he was skeptical that she was truly being serious whereas I was ready to believe her because it's what I wanted.

Nikki must have heard the same thing in dad's voice that I had.

"Fuck Eve. She's just an old whore. She'll eat pussy, suck cock and do as she's told. It's what she lives for. We can be like sisters or something," Nikki insisted.

I noticed a look on dad's face that reminded me of the time I recognized a mall Santa as my neighbor but dad quickly closed his eyes and shook his head as if to clear whatever he was thinking.

I filed Nikki's suggestion away for further analysis later. There was something she'd said more than the words she'd used and it had startled dad.

He opened his eyes, looked at Nikki for a few moments, then turned his eyes to me and seemed to study me for just as long before deciding on his next words.

"You just started this. You’re giddy and your twat is buzzing with all sorts of endorphins and feelings, Maddie. Why don't you try it for a few days and then we can discuss it again?” He suggested.

Nikki thought about dad's idea but he spoke again before she answered him.

“You're right, Eve is an old whore. She's been ridden hard and put away wet regularly, since before you were bleeding in your panties. I've pretty much decided it's time for her to be kept permanently and that's in part what the assessment was all about but you have your whole life in front of you.”

“I need to know. Are you really going to be Luke's pet for life?"

I could see the question had made Nikki metaphorically step back the same as it had me. She looked at me, clearly waiting for me to speak. To


I'd been thinking of tomorrow morning and wondering if I'd really wake up a blowjob from my sister. There was still a real possibility that she'd change her mind overnight and the game would be over. Long term, my thoughts had extended all the way to the end of the school year and what I could convince Nikki to do. I certainly hadn't considered my whole fucking life!

I took a deep breath and did my best to organize my thoughts. This was a make or break moment, not just for me, but for my sister, too.

Part of me wanted to simply ask what she thought of dad's question but somewhere inside of me I knew dad wasn't being nearly specific enough to make clear what the true scope of the question meant.

He was asking if Nikki was really serious about permanently changing. That was more than huge and more than either of us had considered before that moment.

"Nikki… If I own you and I mean REALLY own you, I’m going to own your pussy and you'll spread only when and if I want. You won't be going to prom unless it's to be fucked by my friends like a party favor. You won't have boyfriends. Instead, you'll have familiar cocks and twats to lick, at best. You will have to give up your room and your identity as Maddie altogether - either you'll be kept in the living room, my room, or the fucking garage and I'll make you do every nasty, filthy thing I want, regardless of what you want or fantasize about....do you hate being Maddie that much, that you want that?"

"No," Nikki admitted wistfully.

I thought I'd gone too far and had scared her off with my verbal picture of what she'd be in for but I hadn't wanted to sugarcoat it.

I'd already decided I'd start things how I meant to continue them and Nikki would have to figure out if she was up to the challenge or not over the next few days. We'd make longer term decisions at that point. But better to find out now that she wasn't, I'd regretfully figured.

Nikki's answer was a letdown, but not more than that, this early on. Then she added to her answer, her whole demeanor changing.

"I would go for that, even if I didn't hate the shitty, self-indulgent, shallow bitch I really am so much. It's fucking hot!!"

My eyes opened wide in disbelief. There had to be a but in there somewhere. Sure enough, there was.

"But once you've turned me into Eve 2.0 and trained me fully, aren't you going to want a girlfriend? Are you going to miss prom to pass me around? Are you not going to want to start your own family? I have to admit, I hadn't thought beyond this year either"

"I'd ask the same question. You were supposed to go to college after you graduate," dad interjected with a smile, clearly pleased we were looking at a bigger picture.

"Fuck college, I haven't even apply to any," she laughed.

"But what about Berkley, UCF and UCLA? You said you wanted to go to one of those and they wanted you. Then you made a big thing of turning them down so you could study human relationships under me?" Dad was as surprised as me.

I'd only known she'd decided to go to community college and had turned down scholarships to those three.

"I just made that shit up. Originally, I was going to find a strip club in Los Angeles or Florida and just pretend I was in college so you guys wouldn't worry. I never wanted to be a doctor or a lawyer or an Indian chief… then you agreed to make me your Princess, Daddy,” Nikki said, blushing.

My jaw had tightened when Nikki had first started speaking in her Princess voice. Her girly almost-lisp just grated so much. I'd relaxed when I'd learned there was a reason for it. Understanding that dad hadn't really been blinded by a manipulative daughter was a huge deal to me but this additional information was turning my brain to mush.

What I didn't get was that she'd stayed in character as dad's Princess even after he told her she couldn't be that and be my bitch. Even after he'd asked about our long term plans.

My mind was spinning. Had dad really set out to let Maddie be like she'd been? That'd make everything I'd known about Maddie over the last year or so, dad's fault! Dad answered my unmasked question.

“I just let you explore, Princess. You're the one who said you wanted to be dominant. None of this was supposed to happen. You promised me you wouldn't mess with Luke and it's clear to me now that you did anyway or he wouldn't have gotten it into his head to get payback. So now you're telling me you're a SAM like Tanya?” Dad asked.

I had no idea who Tanya and Sam were but Maddie did.

“I thought Tanya was fun to play with because she is so much like me except at the other end of the scale. It never occurred to me that I could be more like Eve. I thought I got off on being sadistic but I really wanted to be a masochist. The scale is really fucked up, Daddy!”

Dad chuckled at that. “So you want to keep Maddie and Nikki separate, then? How would that work if Eve goes 24/7? How will she know how to respond to you? More importantly, Luke. If this is just a new direction to explore until you tire of it in a few days,” he paused to look deeply into Nikki's eyes, “you can't undo it and turn back the clock. Your brother would be expected to accept that this was an experiment. HE would be the loser here, not you or me. You have to consider that,” Dad said.

I was about to tell dad that Nikki was not his little princess anymore and that she'd made her choice, but Dad saw me getting ready to say something. He held up his hand to stop me.

“This has to come from your sister, son. You seem to know what you want and I remember being your age. When I wanted something, I assumed everyone wanted the same thing as me. Adult life doesn't work like that. There will be disappointments and others have different plans than you. You learn to adapt. Now let Maddie, or I guess Nikki, speak for herself.”

“Fine, as long as she drops the fucking little girl voice. We all know now why she put it on, but it still annoys the fuck out of me!” I at least wanted to make that clear.

Nikki giggled, but she started speaking in her normal voice again.

“Luke's a nasty fucker, Daddy, and I mean that in a good way,” she said, still calling dad, Daddy.

“I think he's what I thought I wanted to be, but it turns out, that's not really me. I kept imagining myself in Tanya's shoes when we played, but Luke doesn't play like that. He can recognise the challenge he's putting out there, daring me to accept and I think he'd understand if I just couldn't do it.”

“Explain,” Dad commanded.

“He did that upstairs. He was ready to punish me for refusing him, but he wouldn't have forced me to do something I really couldn't,” Nikki said, sounding excited.

I did? I don't remember doing that but it felt like Nikki was praising me, so I kept my mouth shut for the moment. I was well aware that Maddie never uttered an honestly kind word to me and there was always a barb at the end, ready to verbally eviscerate me. I just had to wait for it. Maybe it wouldn't come with Maddie 2.0.

“He's a natural, Daddy! He was better when he wasn't trying and when he stopped bothering to try, he was fucking awesome at it. My cunt gushed so much I thought I was gonna squirt.”

“And that was just really basic stuff! The only tools he used were the toy tawse you gave me and some ribbons to secure my wrists. I don't know how I'll react when you hand him real tools like a cane, paddle and a crop. Rope, handcuffs and all that, I can show him.”

“It shouldn't work like that, honey. You run the risk of topping from the bottom when you start teaching someone how to restrain you,” Dad argued.

Nikki dismissed his objection with a wave of her hand. “I can do it as Maddie,” she said. “Hehe, I might just wind him up on purpose so he can force me back into Nikki's space and really challenge me. That worked out pretty well tonight,” she giggled.

I watched dad roll his eyes and mutter something about that Sam person. I'd never seen him do that before.

“I'm really looking forward to being tied up but being hit with implements scare the fuck out of me. What's crazy is that I can't wait!”

“You're telling me you're committing to this long term, then?” Dad's question was like a cliffhanger as Nikki didn't answer right away.

“I'll put it like this, daddy, I want to try it out and we'll talk about it at bedtime. I kinda already committed to spending the night with him and blowing him in the morning,” Nikki grinned at dad.

While I'd fantasized about it, I didn't remember getting a promise of it. Maybe Nikki had promised herself? But Nikki wasn't finished.

“It depends on what Master Luke wants to do to me, long term. You always say the golden rule is communication, communication, communication. We'll decide together where this is going and if it's sustainable, okay?”

Before she even finished speaking, Nikki had returned her attention to me and she licked her lips suggestively. Her calling me Master Luke coupled with the display she was putting on, had my cock responding.

How could it not when a naked hot chick with awesome hooters, plump, luscious lips, a cute pink tongue and hard nipples does that?

Dad thought for a while. Maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, I don't really know. I was kinda lost in my sister's horny aura.

“Fine. I'm taking Eve upstairs to debrief her but it looks like that 4 star rating was a bunch of bullshit,” he said, breaking me out of the spell I'd been under.

I'd totally forgotten that the whole thing had been about assessing Eve because of a 4 star rating! Somehow it'd become about me and Nikki.

“You can't debrief her, dad,” Dani said from next to me.

“You can only de-mask her. Her pussy's already been debriefed!” Marie finished and the twins giggled together at their silly joke proving that neither of them were in the least uncomfortable joking about Eve's predicament.

“Ha ha,” dad deadpanned. "Very funny, girls. I guess you'd better have Luke check in with you once you're ready for bed tonight, seeing as how your sister has made herself… indisposed,” dad offered.

“Okay!” Both girls chorused together.

I'd never noticed the twins checking in with Maddie before. Yet another facet of my own homelife I'd been ignorant of. When I thought about it, I guessed they had, every night.

We don't have set bedtimes, but Maddie always disappeared for a few minutes when the girls said they were going to bed. I'd been so caught up in my own life it'd never occurred to me before to wonder why. Now I was wondering what ‘checking in’ entailed. Was I supposed to make sure they brushed their teeth or something?

After the twins, dad and Eve had all trooped upstairs, it was just me and Nikki. My head was still spinning.

“Well?” Nikki asked from the floor.

“Well?” I replied, not knowing what my sister was asking.

“Are you gonna sit your lazy ass down here all night or are we going to bed?” She clarified.

The glint in Nikki's eyes told me she was baiting me, but in a different way than Maddie would have. A fun way. Calling me a lazy ass was her way of poking me, like tickling me. I had to laugh and I did.

“I have to use the bathroom,” Nikki said as she followed me up the stairs, the end of her belt collar in my grip.

“Okay,” I replied, altering course and entering through the open bathroom door.

The twins hadn't taken it over yet so the sinks weren't being hogged by them brushing their teeth.

“Um, a little privacy, please, Sir?” Nikki asked after following me in and seeing that I wasn't exiting again.

“Why? I've seen everything you've got,” I replied with a smirk.

“You haven't seen my shit, Sir. This butt plug is really making me need to go!”

“So go. It's not like you haven't farted in my face before,” I reminded her of the previous day when she'd walked by me sitting on the couch and had purposefully cropdusted me.

Some guys think girls aren't capable of farting and some of those guys have probably dated Maddie but I knew better from personal experience. Maddie seemed to frequently save her gas up to torture me while pretending it'd been me who'd released a noxious smell within range of another family member.

Nikki glared at me but the glare turned into a grin.

“I've never taken a dump in front of anyone before,” she admitted. “Are you sure about this?” She actually seemed honestly concerned about the possibility of grossing me out.

In response I did something I've never done before either. I hocked up a loogie and spat it at her, hitting her on her right cheek and nose. Nikki's eyes widened in shock and disgust. She stood there in disbelief at what I'd done.

“Bodily fluids, bitch. I'm responsible for my actions. You're responsible for accepting my actions without questioning or double guessing them. If I want to watch you piss or shit, I will and you'll just enjoy the attention I'm giving you. Is that clear?”

“That is so fucking hot, Sir!” Nikki said, wiping my loogie off her cheek with the side of her finger then sucking it into her mouth.

My phone pinged, shattering the moment for both of us. Nikki put a foot up on the closed toilet lid and reached around herself to get to her butt plug. She was putting on a show. It was obvious she wanted the attention so I denied her by fishing my phone out of my pocket. Attention is earned, not demanded.

The text was from mom and I barely glanced at it but me being distracted had the desired effect on Nikki.

“I thought you wanted to see?” She asked, sounding a little hurt despite the flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.

“The brown streaks on the plug?” I asked, giving her what she wanted by returning my attention to her.

“When you put it like that,” she replied, pulling on the flange of the plug.

I was in a perfect position to watch Nikki's butt hole stretch as if reluctant to give up its hold on the plug and I continued to watch as Nikki had to pull harder to free the toy. Her pucker expanded and finally the plug slipped free.

Nikki didn't waste a moment. She tossed the plug into the sink where it landed with a clatter and she spun around, dropped her butt onto the seat and farted into the toilet in one fluid motion.

“Fuuuuck. Just a fart?” She seemed to be talking to herself. Then, “Ahhhh,” followed by the plop of a turd hitting water. “Damn this is embarrassing!” Nikki giggled then grunted.

Another small plopping sound followed as a second, clearly smaller turd hit the water. After a moment, Nikki began to pee.

Girls pee differently than guys. Guys pee like a garden hose and girls pee more like a sprinkler. I could hear the difference and was about to tell her to spread her thighs so I could see better when the tingling stopped.

“What, that's it? Pee again. I want to see,” I told Nikki.

“You snooze you loose,” she giggled then added, as if remembering her place, “I really only needed to poop, Sir. There wasn't much pee in me, sorry. I didn't know you'd be interested. Are you?”

“Yeah,” I replied, seriously considering the question and realizing that it was something I'd never imagined before. “I want to learn about you and how your plumbing works,” I admitted.

“Okay,” Nikki accepted my request like I'd been talking about soda or whatever. “In the mornings I always need to pee really bad so you'll be able to get a good look then.”

Nikki was blushing, so she was embarrassed, but even so, she was already offering to pee on command. How had it gotten so lucky?

Nikki tore off a huge wad of toilet paper, added it up so it looked like a loofuh, and wiped herself. How did our toilets not get clogged if women used that much toilet paper every time? I also noted that she wiped herself backwards. That stuck me as weirdly important, somehow. Chicks wipe from cunt to asshole. Interesting.

“Do all women use that much TP every time?” I asked.

“What do you mean that much, Sir?” Nikki replied then added, "That's just a normal amount.”

She seemed more surprised by my question than embarrassed to have done it in front of me.

“A normal amount is four or five squares, neatly folded into a pad,” I replied. “We're going to need to fix that. You use too much. It's wasteful.”

Nikki got a little redder. “Yes, Sir.”

After cleaning and setting aside the butt plug, Nikki washed her face and hands, removing the last of her makeup, before brushing her teeth in one sink while I brushed my teeth in the other. It was surreal in a way, being so domestic with my sister.

I know how that sounds but I hadn't been in any bathroom at the same time as my sister since I was nine and she was ten. Not even to wash our hands before dinner. We just didn't do that sort of thing. The bathroom was off limits while someone was in it.

Now here we were, both brushing our teeth at the same time not to mention that the only thing Nikki wore was fuck-me boots. Even the improvised collar was gone. It was in the way of Nikki washing her face and brushing her teeth so I'd taken it off. It looked stupid anyway.

“Dani and Marie should be ready by now,” Nikki said as she tossed her wash cloth towards the hamper and missed.

Maddie always missed and when I finally got into the bathroom, there was always at least a washcloth on the floor. Usually a couple of towels, too.

The last thing Nikki did was to take a wash cloth to her cunt and ass, cleaning herself up. I doubt I'll ever look at a wash cloth the same way again.

“IN the hamper, Nikki. Do that again and I'll use the wash cloth to give you five snaps on the ass with it,” I threatened.

“After using that tawse on my pussy you think that scares me?” Nikki rolled her eyes, but picked up the wash cloth and made a production of dropping it into the hamper. “Ta da! Like magic! Although Eve would have gotten it into the morning,” she groused.

“You don't know that and that's not the point. One thing you need to get through your thick skull is expecting everyone to clean up after you stopped tonight,” I told her.

“Ooooh, burn,” Nikki laughed, not at me saying that she had a thick skull but at what she considered some sort of insult.

“What do I have to do when I check on the twins,” I asked, changing the subject and ignoring Nikki's sarcasm.

Knowing what drove her to be like that made it easy to ignore her jabs. In fact it gave me a feeling of superiority ignoring her snide comments.

“I guess you'll just go in and say good night,” Nikki shrugged, “unless you want to bend dad's rules like I did. My way is a lot more fun and involves… nah, you probably don't need to know. Dad would be disappointed in you,” Nikki was inviting me to go against whatever instructions dad seemed to have set.

“I think I'll do it by the book tonight. So just poke my head in and tell them good night?” That sounded easy enough.

Nikki filled me to the twins room across from mine where I stopped and knocked.

“Much more fun when you just barge in,” Nikki suggested. “You might see some skin. They are girls after all.”

“Yeah, girls who are my sisters,” I reminded her.

“So what am I?” Nikki asked, cupping her bare boobs.

I didn't reply. Really, she had a point and my cock was already hard in my shorts.

“Luke?” A voice inside asked.

“You can come in, it's not locked,”another voice added.

I couldn't even tell who said what and I'm their brother. The twins sounded exactly the same on the other side of the door. Somehow I knew Dani had spoken first and Marie had finished.

I still took a breath before opening their door. After the twins having been ‘looked after’ every night by Maddie for a year, I didn't know what I'd find.

Dani and Marie were each standing at the foot of their beds in their nightshirts. Dani's nightshirt had Pokémon characters on it and Marie's had puppies and kittens. I could tell neither had bras under their shirts but I'm a guy and I notice stuff like that even if the recipients of my gaze are my little sisters.

Really, though, both girls were suitably covered. They'd both been known to sit at the breakfast table dressed like that.

Panty check,” Nikki said from behind me.

Neither girl hesitated. Both lifted the hem of her nightshirt to her waist. Thankfully, each wore plain white cotton panties.

I know, I felt a little like a hypocrite, too. We regularly saw tons of skin in our house when dad brought trainees home, but these are my little sisters.

“Nikki. I said we would be doing this by the book tonight,” I chastised her.

“You said you would do it by the book I didn't. Anyway, they wear skimpier bikini bottoms at the pool. What's the big deal?”

Nikki addressed the girls again without waiting for a response to her rhetorical question.

“You have your jewelry ready?” She asked the girls, making me turn my head to look at Nikki in confusion.

“Don't worry, Master Luke,” Nikki said, probably because of the girls, “you'll see.”

Marie excitedly spun, jumped on the bed and reached under her pillow, pulling out leather cuffs and a collar.

“I was gonna put them on even if Luke didn't say so,” she chirped happily. Dani said no.”

“Luke didn't know, Poppet,” Nikki said in her Princess voice. You can both put them on after you've brushed your teeth and stuff,” Nikki promised.

I turned and looked at Nikki again.

“What?” Nikki looked at me as if I was the dummy.