The Indecent Proposals Pt 01

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This story marries the idea of incest and a society of families separated from the rest of society, living independently in a place safe from prosecution from loving each other and others in the society a little too much in a hedonistic society, with a spy/assassin story.

To explain the funding of this fantasy and provide some verisimilitude, I have the protagonist Kyle Black, be a special operator who is well compensated by the Federal Government for legal, illegal and deadly classified work. I took some inspiration from various novels, movies and TV programs, like The Mechanic, The Jason Bourne series of movies, The Equalizer series of movies, The Taken series of movies, The Sniper, the 24 TV series, the Dexter TV series, the Person of Interest TV series, the Blindspot TV series, Tom Clancy's novels, among other action/military/spy/thrillers.

This is part 1 of what was originally a one shot idea. I broke it apart in order to make it something that can be more easily digested and read. I created the part 2 of this story and will work on it until either I also have to break it apart or I finish the story. Part 1 lightly touches on the spy/assassin aspects of the story mainly at the very beginning as the story was getting a little too long, and therefore includes much more sex of various types (with incest, group, interracial, and lesbian sex receiving the most coverage), setting up the rest of the story.

This story contains incestuous, interracial, lesbian, anal, oral, and group sex. In part two and going forward from there most probably, it will also contains scenes of violence as the protagonist will have his indecent proposals progress interrupted by government work where people will die. I am warning you now, so when part 2 comes out you cannot complain about the violence. If none of that is for you go somewhere else for your mind porn.

Constructive comments to improve my writing will be appreciated. And if I have time and my muse doesn't inspire me with another story or to complete this story, I will copy what I have published, make the edits and resubmit with the edits at some future date. Trolling will be deleted and if you insist in posting it, you will be reported to the site administrator.

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The Indecent Proposals

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Getting "Fuck You!" money can change you. It changed me.

Sure I was a 30 year old strawberry blond male who did his best to blend in and be as unnoticeable and as unremarkable as possible. It was the federal government that paid for my surgically enhanced 10 inch cock and permanently removed all body hair beneath the base of my neck, but that was for a mission and I had no say it that cosmetic surgery. However, girls seem to like that.

(The Government official in charge wanted to remove all of the hair on my head, but I prevailed on them to allow me to shave my beard and head, so if I needed to have hair for future missions it would naturally be mine.)

I had entered the military, got most of my education paid for by the government, made lucrative connections and then made "Fuck You!" money as a consultant for various Federal Agencies (hacking and doing some wet contracts).

I then bought a mother and daughter from a sexual slavery ring, trained them to be my staff, married my secretary and kept her mother as our mistress and chef.

Both my wife Paulina and her mother Anna had been sex slaves who posed as strippers and professional whores. I had purchased them from that sex trafficker. I had Paulina take secretary classes, while I had Anna take chef classes.

They are Polish and got tricked into sex slavery believing they were going to marry wealthy western men and cosmetic surgery they received was needed to be chosen by those men. However, they first had to work off their debts that surgery created, which led to their sexual slavery. (Okay, insert your Polish jokes here if you cannot help yourself, get it out of your system.)

In the process they had lost all of their belongings and had only lingerie and sex outfits that they were given for their new trades. In short, they were then turned into whores and strippers. They had also been forced to commit lesbian incest for their master.

So when I purchased them and gave them marketable skills, I became their hero, both because of that and the fact that I was not into water sports (peeing and defecation sexual activities) or heavy or even moderate BDSM. (As far as I go in that direction is some light bondage with light to moderate spankings and tickling. Though when I tie them up I basically spend time kissing and licking them through multiple orgasms before I fuck or sodomize them, while the other not tied up eats the cunt or sucks the nipples of the woman I am fucking.)

Now both Paulina and Anna had become exhibitionists during their time as sex slaves, whores and strippers. They became accustomed to wearing leather, silk and lace, and they did go through the sex slavery to marry wealthy men, so they took to a luxurious life like ducks to water. They also insisted in calling me Master, at least for the first several months, so a little Master-Sub play was fostered in me by Paulina and Anna.

The slavers had removed all of Anna and Paulina's body hair from their necks down and had removed all of their facial hair below their cheek bones. They both had long straight black hair, surgically enhanced F-cup tits, bubble butts and toned stomachs, arms, and legs. They looked like supermodels with porn star dimensions. They also spoke softly in broken English, which has improved significantly since they came to sleep in my bed. (I will be cleaning up their broken English when I write dialog, because I love them and am not good with accents.)

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The Island

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The second thing I did was purchase a large island and had built for myself a hurricane proofed fortress with a safe room complex, a theater, a game room, a library, an orgy room, an executive kitchen, two pools, a room for my home gym, a dojo room, a security room, a medical suite, a stable, cattle corrals, green houses, power plants, a desalination water filtration plant, over 100 bedrooms and offices, and anything someone would need to be largely self sufficient, while living a comfortable life on that island.

I also had a section of the island which only I could access with four levels of identification (retinal scan, hand print scan, a four digit code, and a voice scan). Behind this security I had a weapons cache with six rooms designed to help me keep my deadly skills up.

The first room is an underground shooting range. This room has sloped sides and floor, so spent shells and cartridges will roll down to collection containers under the shooter position. To the ceiling is a target track with an adjustable hanger that I can attach a paper target and a programmable distance determiner which will guide where the automated target track stops. At intervals along the way there are three cross tracks, where I can stop the hanger, flip the track and then run the target side to side to approximate a moving target. I also have six fans one behind the shooter position, one at the other end of the room, and four along the sides, so I can train myself to adjust for wind.

The second room is a shooting gallery which tests my reflexes with randomized pop ups and moving targets. The room has a horseshoe path with bulletproofed glass separating the gallery from the viewing room in cases where I bring someone into this restricted area. Of course, after walking through the gallery, I go through and replace the thin card board targets I had successfully shot and collect the spent shells and cartridges.

The third room requires a voice scan to enter and is a smelting room, where I melt down the spent shells and cartridges (of course after cleaning them of gun shot residue (GSR)) and reform new shells and cartridges. Once the newly formed shells and cartridges are sufficiently cooled off I take the new shells and cartridges to the fourth room.

The fourth room requires a retinal scan to enter and is the room where I put shells, cartridges and gunpowder together to create new bullets that fit my guns. I also store several barrels of gunpowder in this room.

The fifth room requires a 7 digit alphanumeric code to enter and is my armory where I store various types of guns, throwing knives, throwing stars and ammunition.

The sixth room is a storage room where I keep my paper and cardboard targets. It's also where I repair those targets, until I can no longer do so. I also can print new paper targets in this room.

Every day on the island I tend to spend an hour of training and an hour of clean up in this secret part of the island. I also tend to spend an hour a day in the home gym and an hour a day in the dojo practicing one of five martial arts (karate, judo, bare knuckle boxing, Linear Involuntary Neural-override Engagement [LINE] and krav maga) usually on padded dummies. Know if I do not speak of my training time, it is mostly due to the boring nature of the training and the clean up or the fact that describing what goes into my training might inspire someone to actually try to do what I do, which could have deadly consequences.

I moved my wife Paulina and her mother Anna to the island, along with our personal belongings and a large amount of food, before taking off to bring my own family to the island. So, we explored our new home and had a threesome, where I fucked my wife and mother-in-law in each room in the complex, and then watched as they ate my cum from each other's pussies. Before I left, I ordered and purchased more food for when I got back from picking up my family.

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Family Cums First

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My first indecent proposal was always going to be to my mother, grandmothers, aunt and two younger sisters. I knew I needed to have legal representation I needed to trust, but I also have an incest kink. You would too if your wife and mother-in-law committed lesbian incest with the mother calling you son and wanting during sex play for you to refer to her as mommy-slut. So I wanted full service employees.

My mother had a law firm which was struggling after losing several of their clients. Her father had founded the firm and passed it down to her and my late father. My dad died from a heart attack, leaving my mom as the CEO of the firm. Both of my Grandmothers worked for the firm as secretaries, mom's sister was the junior partner and both of my sisters worked as paralegals studying for the bar exam.

My dad and maternal grandfather had been the real talents of the firm, but when they died, my mom and her sister suffered through several consecutive losses in court. They were basically only good at contract and tax law. Which was the only thing I needed a lawyer for.

All 6 of them were also very attractive and objects of my stroke fantasies, since I hit puberty. So, when I had my island compound finished, I invited them out to show them my island, and secretly what their life could be like and what my plans were.

I flew out to Boston where my family was based to pick them up. They arrived on my private jet at an airport near my island and then I flew them to my island by transport helicopter. I landed the copter after flying it into my hurricane proofed hanger. Once the hanger doors had closed and the copter had wound down, I got out and helped them exit the copter and retrieved their luggage.

My mom's first question was, "Don't you have any employees to help with this luggage? A man too important to spend time with his family who has the wealth to buy a private island must be able to afford employees."

"Not yet, though I have a proposal for you ladies to help me in doing that. However, you may find my proposal, a bit indecent, but let me show you the island first. We can get to that later." I said that as I was unloading our groceries I had delivered to the airport where my private jet was parked.

My mom answered back, "What's so indecent? Having to be around those two sluts you call a wife and mother-in-law?"

I smiled, shook my head and told myself, she'll find out.

I loaded the groceries on a dolly along with their luggage and my go bag, then wheeled everything into the house as we entered the executive kitchen.

Anna was there wearing only an white apron, a white leather garter belt, a pair of white silk stockings and a pair of white stiletto heeled open toe patent leather shoes. She was preparing dinner. From the back everyone entering the kitchen could see her ass cheeks with a white butt plug poking out of her ass and her wet cunt lips. When Anna turned around you could clearly make out her areolae and her shaved pussy lips through the transparent apron.

My mom had met her at my wedding and never did approve of her or my wife Paulina.

Anna stopped to help me unload the groceries as she kept a watchful eye on the food, while the 6 women in my family tried to not look and keep their opinions to themselves.

Once that was done I picked up my go bag and led my family into the living room and then up the stairs to the rooms.

My mom scolded me, "You should make that woman were some clothes when guests are over."

I responded to her, "Well she was wearing clothing. It just you don't approve of te clothing she chose to wear."

"Well I never," responded my mom.

The fortress mansion has a total of 200 bedroom suites as I planned to have a large staff of people who had skills I needed who would agree to become my full service employees and be willing to engage in incestuous sex.

I let them pick their room and drop off their luggage, before continuing the tour to first the theater, then the game room, library, my personal office, home gym, and the outdoor pool where we found Paulina sun bathing naked.

I kissed my naked bride and reintroduced my clothed family, while she messaged my cock beneath my pants. I excused myself and moved down the stairs with a hard on, then moved into the safe room complex. Of course, my mom was scandalized while the rest of the women in my family remained quiet.

Our first stop was the indoor pool, then the underground green houses, the underground stables and cattle corrals before resurfacing to see the above ground stables, the milking barn, the outdoor corrals, and one of the eight large grazing yards. I then led them back down into the safe room complex and visited the below ground dormitories, the orgy room and the security office where I pointed out how there are cameras all over the house, including within each room and bathroom.

"Here is my indecent proposal. As you can see both Anna and Paulina have no problem showing off their assets or being sexual in public. They both share my bed and commit incest regularly. I have masturbated, received blow jobs, sodomized and fucked both Anna and Paulina while fantasizing about fucking each one of you. I want all of you to move here and become part of my incestuous harem of full service employees."

"You can't," my mom began to interject.

I continued, "Mother, let me finish. Your law firm only has two clients left and your contracts with them run out at the end of this month and both of them are looking at larger law firms. Your firm is basically good for only contract and tax law, which is the only legal representation I will need as I plan to hire employees who will commit incest and other sex acts for my viewing pleasure. This means going after families willing to fuck each other."

I finished, "Your choice is how much you strip off now compared to later, because I will see each of you nude before this trip is over and hopefully, you will share my bed with Paulina and Anna before this trip is over."

"How DARE you think that I or any of us will STOOP to becoming your willing sluts. I AM YOUR MOTHER! You really want to have sex with me, your grandmothers, your aunt and your sisters? We are your family members, not your human sex toys, like your PERVERTED wife and mother-in-law. I thought I raised you better than this! To find out my own flesh and blood would lure our family away from our home and then use pressure to force us to agreed to him essentially raping us whenever you want to... to VIOLATE us. Ugh!" With that mom turned around and stormed off followed by everyone, except my Aunt Laura.

"How did you know how bad off our law firm is? Only your mom and me knew how bad we have been doing?" asked Aunt Laura after a moment of hesitation.

"Take off that blouse and skirt and I will tell you how I know what I know, and why all of you will end up fucking me before we leave to begin hiring the families who will end up being our lovers."

Aunt Laura visibly gulped, thought about it for about a minute and then began removing her belt, then she took off her long skirt, and then unbuttoned her blouse before removing it laying the skirt, blouse, and belt on the table behind her.

"You never asked me how I got wealthy enough to afford to purchase this island and build this complex. So, I will tell you. I entered the military and gained a reputation for being someone with flexible morality who would do the wet work professionally. When I was nearing my discharge I was trained and became a white hat hacker for the Pentagon mostly testing their digital security, and then someone in the government trained me to go black hat for the CIA, DIA, NSA, and other intelligence agencies in our government."

I continued, "I also did some white hat contract work for the IRS, numerous bar associations, banks and corporations with government contracts. So, finding out how well my family's law firm is doing was relatively easy. I also know from hacking your diary how you fantasize about finding a master or mistress to dominate you and get you to expose yourself publicly and have fantasized about having bisexual and lesbian sexual experiences, including with my mom, your sister. So, why don't you take off that pesky bra and those pesky panties and give your nephew a blow job after you call me master, slut."

Laura gulped, thought about it briefly and then did exactly as I had told her, taking off her demi cup bra and her bikini panties. I had her turn around and spread her ass cheeks showing off her anal star. Laura had a blonde bush and long sandy blonde hair. She also had C-cup tits and a heart shape ass.

"Okay, now take off my shoes, pants and boxers and give me a blow job my slutty aunt. Impress your new Master."

Laura knelt down on the carpeted floor and began untying and then removing first my right shoe, lifting my foot and removing my right sock in the process. She placed that sock in the now vacant shoe. She then repeated that with my left foot. Once I was barefooted, she reached up and unfastened my belt buckle. Then she unbuttoned my pants and pulled down my zipper. Finally she hooked her fingers into my boxers and pulled down my pants with the belt still in the loop holes and my boxers, with my hard cock leaking precum hitting her under her chin. She then lifted my feet and removed my pants and boxers. I peeled off my polo shirt as Aunt Laura started kissing and licking my cock and balls.

I saw the younger of my two younger sisters, Jenny from the monitors peeking around the door frame as Aunt Laura took my cock into her mouth. I knew she was a voyeur and a slut from her diary and the videos her sorority took of her when she was fucking for sorority activities, so I decided to use Laura to get Jenny all hot and bothered.

I noticed in the monitors as Laura was getting into her blow job, that mom, my grandmas and my eldest sister Carol were upstairs trying not to look at Anna's big naked tits or her hairless pussy as she served them lunch. I noticed mom was rattled by me releasing the knowledge bomb of how badly the family law firm was doing. Of course, Anna's nudity was increasing her agitation, as well. Meanwhile, I saw the grandmas were asking her questions about the firm and increasing her anxiety.