Generational Whores Pt 11

My name is Becca. I have worked as a whore all of my adult life. I am a genetic woman, my sister, Julie, is a beautiful sissy. She has also been a whore her entire adult life. No one meeting her would ever suspect what is really between her legs.

The other women in this story will be our mother, Linda, our Aunt Patti (or just Mistress), she is the Domme of the family. Also included will be our grandmother, Jane and our great aunt, Patricia (Aunt Patti was named in her honor).

This series is going to be about how the women in my family have been whores from one generation to the next. Understand that everyone is over 18 and willingly submitted to what happened.

Here is how the last chapter ended:

Mistress Beth had pushed hoses up my asshole and Sara's asshole as well. She turned the water on and filled our bowels with cold water. Once our bellies were fully extended from the enema, she pushed butt plus up our asses.

"These plugs do not come out until after you have sucked off all 5 of the men."

When they had all cum, Mistress put Sara and I on hands and knees with our asses inches apart. Mistress went to Sara and pulled the plug from her asshole and water squirted all over my ass. There was a nasty mix of water and shit as she spewed all over my ass and thighs.

Then Mistress pulled my plug out and I covered Sara.

Mistress looked at the boys with their cocks hanging and said, "These filthy sluts are covered in shit again. Would you boys piss on them to get them clean?"

They did not have to be told twice, and they pissed on us both. I smiled at Sara as I watched piss dripping from her face and hair, knowing full well, I looked just as bad.

Finally Mistress Beth stood in front of us both and slipped her diaper down. The boys were shocked when they saw she was on her period as well. Mistress pissed on us both. Between watching women being pissed on and seeing a woman on her period shamelessly displaying herself, the boys were hard again.

Mistress asked if they wanted to cum again. They all said they did and Mistress put Sara and I back on hands and knees. Sara was spit roasted cocks in her cunt and mouth, I was spit roasted cocks in my ass and mouth.

As we were getting fucked, people came out from the store and started to jerk off on us. Others pissed on us. I felt cum spewing in my asshole and instead of being done, Mistress allowed other men to fuck me. I saw the same happening to Sara.

After a while, I drifted off into sub space and lost track of how many people fucked me. In time, the fucking stopped. Mistress helped Sara and I into the back of her van and tied us, on our periods, naked and filthy and drove us home.

I remember thinking, are we finally done?

As we rode in the van, I could feel the Ben-Wa balls in my asshole and cunt vibrating. That kept me on a sexual edge throughout the whole trip. When the truck stopped, Mistress took the nipple clamps and reattached them to our nipples. Then she attached leashed to our nipples and led us back inside the house.

When we got inside, I saw my sister Linda was still a filthy mess. Like us, she was covered in dried cum, piss and shit. The cum was all over her body and in her hair and she reeked.

Mistress Beth attached nipple clamps to my sister's tits and then pulled us all in front of our aunt and mother. Our aunt was Mistress Patricia. Beth said to Patricia, "I tested them as you wanted and they passed. Linda and Patti are fully prepared to work in your whore house."

Patricia came over and kissed us both, "I am proud of you girls."

Our mother was allowed to hug us both. In spite of how badly we smelled, she started to cry, "I am so proud of you girls. Are you sure this is the lifestyle you want?"

We both smiled and said, "Yes Mom."

Patricia looked at Beth and asked, "What happened to your sister? When Sara left, she was a Domme, now she is obviously a slave?"

Beth went over to Sara and touched her face lovingly. "Sara has always been a switch. Though she started as Domme, she allowed herself to be abused by a racist pig pretending to be a Master. I understand why she did it, but she slipped into slave mode as she was being whipped."

Mistress Beth had Linda and I stand up. She turned us around so Patricia could see the handcuffs and handed Patricia the keys. Then she lifted our necks and showed Patricia the new slave collars locked around our necks and handed her those keys as well.

Next she walked over to her sister Sara and looked into her eyes, "Ready slave?" Mistress Beth squeezed the nipple clamps to remove them. As she did, the blood flowed back into Sara's nipples causing agonizing pain.

Sara fell to her knees in front of her sister, and Beth stroked her hair lovingly. "The pain will pass in a moment dear."

Our aunt called Linda and I in front of her, and she did the same thing. Just as Sara did, we fell to our knees as the pain consumed us. Our mom came over and applied ice to our nipples and did the same to Sara. After a bit the pain subsided and we stood back up again.

Mistress Beth looked at her sister, both women were beautiful; jet black skin and beautiful faces and figures. "You still have something to do Sara, don't you?"

Sara nodded as Beth released Sara's wrists and called Linda and I over to her. Sara took the ring that was hanging from our cunts and slowly started to pull them out. The ring was attached to the Ben-Wa balls that inside our cunts. As she pulled, the balls slid out causing our bodies to shudder as she did.

The balls were covered in cum and blood from our periods. Sara brought them to our mother and put them in her moth to lick them clean.

I knew the worst was yet to come and looked at my sister and realized, she did as well.

Sara said, "Bend over ladies." When we did, Sara pulled on the ring and started to pull the Ben-Wa balls from our assholes. The balls were covered in shit.

Sara went to our mother again, and she opened he mouth to lick the shit from the balls. I smiled when I saw our mother never hesitated as she opened her mouth willingly.

Mistress Patricia had us kneel at her feet and told us to explain everything that happened to us. Without shame we told her about the fucking, cock sucking, being whipped, being spit roasted, pissed on and shit on.

Aunt Patricia looked at our mother and said, "Jane, you should be proud of your girls." Mom's eyes glistened with proud tears.

Mistress Patricia attached leashes to our collars as Mistress Beth did the same to her sister. They led us through the halls on our hands and knees. People applauded as we crawled. It seems, the videos of all that happened to us, were being played all throughout the whore house.

Mistress led us to a room. She had us go in. When we went inside the bathroom we saw there were 2 naked women there standing next to a large bath tub. Mistress Patricia said, "The girls are here to bathe you girls. When you are done come back into my bedroom."

Linda got into the tub first, as she did she sighed. "The water is hot, but it feels so good!"

Then I got in the tub with her. As I sat down, it was obvious that the water was scented.

The oldest of the 2 women explained, "We are whores here as well. Mistress told us to take good care of you. The two women washed our bodies. When then got to our stitched cunts, they slipped fingers inside the small opening and got us off.

Then they rinsed us off and had us step out where they dried us off with warm towels.

When we were dry, they had us step into diapers again. One of the girls commented, "It seems like your periods are almost done."

Then she helped us into black stockings with a black garter belt to hold them up. Finally she gave us lacy bras. We sat down so they could blow dry our hair and when we were done we looked in the mirror. It felt so nice to be clean and feel sexy again.

They attached leashes to or collars and Linda and I started to get on our hands and knees to crawl behind them.

The older woman said, "No girls, you only crawl when you are being led around by a Domme. We are just slaves like you are, so you can stand and walk behind us. When we give the leash to a Domme, that is when you are expected to get on hands and knees."

As we came out into the hall, we saw Sara. We laughed because we all looked so different. Sara looked beautiful and was the opposite of us. We wore dressed all in black. Our diapers, bras, stockings, garter belts and heels were all black. It looked so sexy against our pale white skin.

Sara was dressed all in white which emphasized her jet black skin.

When we got into our aunt's bedroom, we saw our aunt and mother there with Mistress Beth. All of them were naked. Beth and Patricia had their cunts shaven with a tuft of hair just above their clits. That showed they were Dommes. Our mother had her cunt completely shaven because she was a slave.

The leashes were given to the Dommes and we got on our hands and knees. Mistress Patricia said, "Linda and her mother, Jane are obviously slaves and will be treated as such."

Mistress Beth said to Sara, "I think we both realize, that you are a slave dear. I was not certain until I saw you let that asshole whip you. It was obvious you were enjoying it."

Beth nodded to our mom, who had Sara sit on a stool with her legs spread wide and then shaved her cunt bare. As our mother rubbed oil on her cunt, she slipped a finger between her labia and fingered her until she came.

Mistress Beth leaned over to kiss our mother, "Well done slave."

Our aunt continued, "Patti, although you will always be my slave, but I will train you as a Domme. You will be allowed to have your pussy hair grow out and be groomed like a Domme."

Patti smiled, "Thank you Aunt Patricia, or shall I call you Mistress?"

Our aunt smiled, "It is a special privilege that I am granting you both. You may call me either Mistress or Aunt Patricia."

Our aunt said, "You have proven your ability to act as slaves. I have been watching the video and I am very impressed. Most women would have used their safe word, but not only didn't you use your safe word, you both thrived and enjoyed it."

She directed the next part to my sister, "Linda, you are obviously a submissive, but if a client wants you to dominate them, you will have to act as a Domme. Can you do that?"

After Linda nodded, Mistress looked at me, "Patti, you are a Domme, but if a client wants you to be slave, can you make the change?"

I answered, "Yes Mistress. I think I am like Sara is. I am a Domme, but I also have submissive tendencies."

Our aunt smiled, "A good whore has to be able to switch roles on a dime; a slave becomes a Domme and a Domme becomes a slave. Watch and we will show you what I mean."

Both Mistress Patricia and Mistress Beth bent over and took out very long dildos. Aside from the dildos being long, they had a series of nasty bumps and ridges along the sides. We watched as we expected the Dommes to put them on and use them on their slaves, Jane and Sara.

Instead they handed them to their slaves and said, "Watch and learn girls."

Mistress Patricia took the dildo and lubed both ends of it and then handed it to our mother, Jane. Mistress Beth did the same thing with her sister Sara.

Jane and Sara squatted and the Beth and Patricia pushed the nasty dildos into their cunts. Then the women handed Sara and Jane harnesses and they stepped into them. Once the harnesses were in place, the women liked like they had massive cocks hanging between their legs.

Our aunt looked at us and said, "At this point, Beth and I are slaves. Sara and your mother, Jane, are Dommes. This is what I meant before about whores being able to switch."

Both Beth and Patricia got on their hands and knees and crawled to the feet of their new "Mistresses" and asked, "How may we serve you?"

Our Mom smiled at us and then sent me to fetch the crops. The crops were made of bamboo and had a lot of flexibility, so that when they were used properly, they could inflict a lot of pain.

Once the new Dommes started, it was obvious that they knew how to use the canes properly. In no time, the asses of the new slaves, were covered in a series of vicious red stripes.

Neither slave said anything, but they were soon whimpering and crying softly. Their tears made their mascara drip so they looked like sad clowns.

My mother looked at me and said, "Lube the whore's cunts."

As I lubed them, it was obvious they were soaked already. I asked my mother, "Mistress Jane, these girls are already soaked, why are we lubing them?"

Mom said, "Look at our dildos girls. They are nasty. The ridges and bumps are quite large. If not lubed properly, all the slaves will feel is pain. I want them to feel pleasure along with the pain."

Jane and Sara got behind their slaves and grabbed their hair and pulled their faces back and spit on them. Then they started to slip the dildos into the girl's cunts and started to fuck them.

As they fucked them, they started to sweat from the exertion. Both Sara and our Mom have big tits and we watched in fascination as their tits jiggled as they fucked them. It was obvious all of them were enjoying the sensations.

Then Mom looked at Sara and nodded. They both took the remote control device and touches a button. First the slaves screamed as their end of the dildo started to vibrate, then the Dommes screamed as their end started to vibrate.

Mom and Sara pressed their sweaty tits into the slave's backs as they fucked them and soon, they all collapsed. The slaves had the dildos buried in the cunts and the Dommes were laying on top of them.

Finally the remotes were shut off and the Dommes slipped their dildo out of the slaves. The slaves' cunt had gaping holes where the dildos were.

Then Sara told Beth and Patricia to get back on hands and knees. As they did, the slaves reached back and spread their assholes wide. The Dommes' dildos were covered in cum and lube as they pushed them into the slaves assholes.

This time the pace was different. The Dommes did a slow gradual fucking. After a while, they slipped the dildos from the slaves' asses and showed us that the dildos were covered in shit. The Dommes roughly grabbed the slaves and wiped the shit on their faces and in their hair.

Mom looked at Linda and I and said, "I will have them keep the shit on their faces till tomorrow morning. This will serve as a constant reminder that they are slaves."

I heard Linda ask, "Aunt Patricia, did you enjoy that?"

She smiled, "You have no idea Linda. It was both erotic and intense. Remember dear, the line that separates a Domme from a slave is very fine."

Sara got up to fetch something, as she did the dildo between her legs jiggled like a man's cock. She saw me looking at the dildo jiggling and smiled, "Now you understand why men love their cocks."

Sara handed our mother the dildo. It was shorter than the ones they were wearing because it had only one side to it. Mom went to Linda and placed the dildo along her stitched cunt. Then Sara helped me step into the harness. As I tightened the harness, I could see a button pressing into her swollen clit.

Mom said, "Since you are still stitched, we can't use the same as the ones we are wearing dear, but this will still do the job." Mom lubed my asshole and then helped Linda push the dildo into my asshole.

Once it was in position, Aunt Patricia laid under me and started to lick my stitched cunt and clit.

Linda started to fuck me and in a moment, I could feel the dildo vibrating in my asshole. Later, I would find out that the button pressing into Linda's clit was vibrating too.

In no time both Linda and I came. This time when Linda and I collapsed, we did so on my aunt who was laying under me, using her talented tongue to get me off.

When Linda pulled the dildo from my asshole, it was covered in shit. Like our mother and Sara did, Linda wiped the shit from the dildo onto my face and hair.

Our mother snapped her fingers and Patricia, Beth and I got to our knees in front of them. I could see us in the mirrors. All of us had hard nipples, still sexually excited and the shit on our faces and hair reinforced our roles as slaves.

We spent the rest of the day serving the Dommes. From time to time, we would lick them to orgasms and if we did a good job, we were allowed to finger ourselves.