---Daniel---
Daniel smiled as he hit send on the text message.
Wear the same thing you wore earlier today after you shower. Don't clean off that cute smear from when you were trying to hide that you were playing with yourself, cunt.
He could imagine the look on her face once she read it, she was so adorable when she got flustered. He started to get undressed and headed to the bathroom, seeing that Naomi had acknowledged his text. He asked her to send him some collars she'd feel comfortable wearing every day, as well as lingerie she liked. While she worked on that, he took a quick shower and thought through his plans for the evening. He got out of the shower and saw that Naomi had sent some texts, but saved those for the moment while he sent off instructions to Peter and Julie. Then he got dressed and settled in and looked at what Naomi had sent him.
Her taste in collars matched her clothing well. There was lots of black leather, some studs, nice traditional slave rings in the front. He sent her back a variation on it that he created on a site that customized collars. He selected an inch and a half thick collar lined with pink leather on the inside and pink stitching holding another layer of black leather over it. It was anchored by a single silver ring in the front and a locking buckle in the back. He ordered it and sent her a screenshot of what he selected.
They texted a bit more, Daniel explaining his basic rules and expectations for a slave. He learned that she enjoyed humiliation as much as he suspected and would be interested in going further there. Soon, though, Megan was out of the bathroom and Naomi went to get showered and clean for the evening.
Daniel heard a tap at the door and opened it, and Julie slipped inside, kneeling as soon as the door shut behind her. Her hair was wet from the shower, still, and she was wearing a new sun dress from earlier, very bright and floral. She pulled it off and dropped it on the floor, revealing she had nothing beneath it. Daniel walked over and pulled her head close to him.
"Good girl," he said. He beckoned her over to the bed and she crawled over on her hands and knees. When she was near the edge he helped her onto the bed and gently took her collar and pulled her face towards him and kissed her. She curled up next to him and they talked about how things had unfolded with Naomi.
"Did you know how into humiliation she was?" he asked. Julie looked at him and smiled.
"She's tried to hide her search histories but, well, ever since a few years ago her porn habits have always tended towards the darker and more extreme," she said. Daniel looked at her.
"And just how do you know her search habits?" he asked. She smiled.
"Well, you have to keep an eye on your kids. It's dangerous online," she said. Daniel reached down and started teasing her nipple. He smiled at her.
"Did you to and watch that same porn?"
She looked at Daniel and nodded. He traced his fingers down from her nipples to her thighs and felt her pussy. It was still soaked, and he quickly coated his fingers before giving her pussy a small slap.
"Naughty girl," he said. His phone buzzed, and he continued to tease her pussy as he opened his phone. He showed her the text. It was a picture of Naomi in the shower, hand on her chest, looking up at the camera. On it she had written, "your cunt is wet for you, sir." Daniel felt Julie start grinding her hips into his hand.
"I love how perverted you are, slave," he said, watching her blush and feeling her thrust against him harder. She reached down and started to rub his cock through his pants.
"I know you want to play, but I want you to go talk to Naomi and help her get ready for the evening," he said. He went over how he wanted her dressed, and gave her a few extra tasks to do with her. Julie nodded and kissed him, then threw on her dress before going to collect a few things. Daniel texted Naomi.
Your mother and I enjoyed your pictures, cunt. She'll be waiting in your room to help you get ready and has a few things for you.
Naomi sent back a heart emoji and Daniel headed downstairs, smiling at Julie as she took a small bag of things and went in to Naomi's room. Daniel turned into the kitchen and saw that Peter was nearly done cleaning up. Daniel started helping with some of the last dishes and looked at Peter.
"How are you feeling about all of this?" Daniel asked. Peter looked at him.
"This is just what I've dreamed of. I can't believe where this has taken us so far. It's incredible," Peter replied. Daniel smiled.
"I'm happy with where it's going. Naomi is reacting with well, though I'm a little surprised you responded to that picture of her nude the way you did. That was quite... perverted," Daniel said. Peter turned red, embarrassed.
"She's still your daughter, even though she is my cunt. There will have to be some consequences for this," Daniel said casually. Peter nodded, looking down at the ground. As they stood in the kitchen they heard someone coming down the stairs. The both glanced over and Megan walked in wearing a dress similar to the one her mother was wearing earlier, a cute little sun dress. The difference was that with her larger breasts it looked downright sexy rather than demure.
"Dad, can I have the keys? A few girls from the team are going to go over early to help set things up," Megan said. Her dad glanced at Daniel, who gave a sight nod.
"Yes, you may, I just need to run upstairs to grab them," Peter said, leaving to go upstairs. Daniel leaned against the counter and looked at Megan.
"You did really well in your game today," Daniel said.
"Thanks," Megan said, a little surly. She was giving Daniel a look that made clear her suspicion of him. Daniel didn't try to force her confidence. Peter came back with the keys and handed them to Megan, and as he did Daniel's phone buzzed.
"Thanks dad!" Megan said and headed out into the garage. Daniel looked at her lovely ass as she went out the door, then looked at his phone and saw that Julie had sent some images to him. Daniel opened them and smiled, causing Peter to get a pleading look.
"Oh, these pictures aren't for you. You've clearly seen enough for the day," Daniel said. Peter looked crestfallen. Daniel instructed him to get drinks and a plate ready for him and the girls, and then told him that he wanted salad with chicken for dinner that evening.
"But sir, I don't have any chicken," Peter said. Daniel stared at him.
"Yes, sir," he said with resignation. He turned towards the door, glancing back once to see if Daniel would stop him. Daniel continued waiting, and Peter left to go to the store.
After he left, Daniel looked back at his phone. Julie had sent an image of Naomi taken in the mirror so Daniel could see her holding the phone. The interesting part, of course, was that Naomi was nude with her towel crumpled on the floor. In the next picture she was kneeling nude, her legs spread with her hands palm up on her thighs. Clearly Julie had taught her well. In a caption it said, "Your cunt is ready for you." After that picture, Julie had sent another text.
...to seed her.
Fuck. Julie had such a lovely mind, and Daniel couldn't wait to follow through with that. But it would have to wait. Naomi had been through a lot today and it was important that she understand exactly what she was doing.
Daniel put his phone away and headed upstairs, going straight to Naomi's door. He heard giggling, and he opened the door.
He smiled at what he saw. Naomi was half dressed, her skirt on but otherwise topless. Daniel saw Julie posing with Naomi's cute black pushup bra, pressing her own small breasts together as she did. She colored as she saw Daniel and dropped the bra.
"I can see you're doing an excellent job getting my cunt ready, slave," he said, walking over to pick up the bra. He brought it over to Naomi and helped her put it on, reaching down to tweak her small, hard pink nipple before she put it on. She gave a small gasp, and he kissed her forehead. He then went to her bed and sat down.
"Continue getting her ready, slave. I want to talk with you both while you are preparing her for me," Daniel said, and saw Julie nod and go to get her shirt.
"How are you feeling about all of this, cunt?" he asked.
"It's amazing, but a little overwhelming too. I don't want to stop, though," she quickly added. Daniel nodded.
"Do you understand the concept of limits? Anything you tell me is off limits for you I will absolutely respect and expect others in the home to respect," Daniel said.
"Yes, sir. It's something I've come across before when I've been... online," Naomi said, glancing at her mother. Her mom had bunched up her Clash t-shirt and put it over her head, helping her and through then sliding it down her body. Daniel thought her hands were on her body a little more than was strictly necessary to put on a t-shirt.
"Do you have an idea about what your limits are, cunt?" he asked. She nodded, and he waited.
"I, uh, I don't want to do anything with blood. Or poop," she said, a small smile playing on her lips as she realized how the childlike way she called it poop contrasted with the topic at hand.
"I also don't want to do anything with my dad," she said firmly. Daniel looked at her.
"I'm sorry I shared that picture with him today, then. I should have waited until we talked about this," Daniel said. She shook her head.
"That was fine. I don't care if he sees me with you, and I assume I'll be naked around you often. I just don't want to touch him or have him touch me," she said. Daniel nodded.
"I understand. And does that extend to other members of your family?" he asked gently. Both of their eyes went to Julie, who was getting some things out of her small bag.
"N-no," Naomi said simply. Daniel arched an eyebrow.
"Even Megan?" he asked.
"If she wants..." she said softly. Her mother came up to her with some black thigh highs and there was a pause as Naomi balanced for her mother to roll them up her pale leg. Her mother slowly worked them up her thigh and her hands went up her skirt slightly. Naomi closed her eyes and bit her lip then looked back at her mom.
"Daniel thought you would look good in these, cunt," Julie said. Naomi gasped as her mother called her that, her thighs clenching together for a moment before she reached out to hold on to her mother's shoulder while she worked the other stocking on. She felt her mom's hand linger at the top and she bit her lip again before she glanced at Daniel. He was clearly pleased by all of this.
"Any other limits, cunt?" Daniel asked.
"Not that I can think of, sir," she replied.
"I'll list a few common ones I can think of, and you can tell me if they are a limit or not," he said. She nodded.
"Spit?"
