This is the third part of a story about a niece, Sarah, who goes to live with her Uncle, Aaron, to work over the summer. I'd recommend reading the first two, but you don't have to listen to me. Sarah has now become Aaron's complete and utter slut: Ass. She has a tattoo on her ass of the sign for being submissive and has been trained over the last few weeks to take anything in her ass. Her boyfriend back home has no idea about what's happening to the formerly innocent girl.
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"Time to untie you, Ass," Daddy said, releasing her arms and then ankles. "Sit on the bench."
Ass rubbed at her chafed wrists as he guided her towards the wood bench. Once seated, he removed the blindfold and Ass felt like she'd been punched in the gut. In front of her stood her mother naked, hands behind her back. Her pussy hosted four labia piercings, a tattoo matching the one on Ass's butt placed above her clit. Next to her stood Ass's sister, a tattoo on both of her giant tits. Three years older than her, Ass's sister always had bigger tits than she'd imagined possible, and now they had thick metal bars in her nipples and tits the size of coconuts. Finally, at the end of the row, was Ass's aunt—her mom's sister. She had a tongue ring, but no discernible sign of a tattoo. They were all clean shaven.
"This is Pussy, Tits and Mouth. My prized possessions. I believe you've met before," Daddy said.
Ass felt tears well up into her eyes and an empty feeling spreading out from the center of her chest, the world of fantasy brought on the past few weeks crashed around her as she realized this was her Uncle's plan all along. The gaped asshole, the tattoos and nipple piercings, the constant horniness was all a set up to join the rest of her family. Her mouth opened and closed, trying to mutter out any significant words. Her eyes darted from family member to family member, hoping to catch one of their eyes—to get a reassuring nod—but their heads were all cast downwards.
"Yes, slut, I told you you weren't alone," her Uncle Aaron said, smiling down on the clearly shocked girl in front of him. He took two steps forwards before lifting her chin up and forcing her to look into his own piercing blue eyes. "And now you'll learn your place. That this was always your destiny."
"Tits here was the most recent addition to my collection, naturally," he gestured towards Sarah's sister, June. Sarah took her into more detail and realized how different their bodies were. While she was tall, thick and strong, June was small a petite thing, 5-foot-2 at most, blonde hair instead of brown reaching just to her shoulders. Where Sarah had modestly sized tits, her sister's grew out of her otherwise skinny chest, swallowing up her entire torso. Pink areolas the size of Sarah's fist covered the tips of the round tits, and eraser sized nipples were punctuated by those thick black rings. Everything else about June screamed toned, thin athlete—her six pack and strong legs suggested a history of her college softball career. The two tattoos, matching her own submissive mark, were on June's sideboob and showed stretching from growth.
"Three years ago, just after Tit's 18th birthday, I was scrolling through the internet for nudes and came upon a familiar sight—behind a voluptuous rack there was a kitchen I was almost sure was yours. The same pictures on the fridge, the same island and the same birthday cake from the party we had earlier that day. I was shocked by the size of your sister's tits, Ass, I won't lie. She did a really good job hiding them back then, not so much anymore. I followed the account that posted them, and while your sister did a great job of keeping her face out of the pictures, the backgrounds gave away who she was almost immediately. The kitchen was followed by her bedroom, then the yard, then the bathroom. It was obvious who it was captioning her photos, 'Rough up these tits, Daddy.'
"A month passed until I knew I had enough to take her into my service. Blackmail was easy and your sister was almost as submissive as you. First she would just send me photos, but slowly I suggested more and more. She started selling her pics and webcamming, upon my suggestion. I thought about making her Ass, especially when she begged me to fuck her ass instead of pussy—her virginity was so precious to her back then. But it was clear who she was, she was Tits. Tits, tell your sister how much money you make a month as a model."
"I make $10,000 a month, Sir," a shy voice said.
"And what do people come to see?"
"My tits, Sir."
