All characters are over 18 years of age. This story is a fictional account.
Hopefully, you've enjoyed the previous stories in the series. If not, let me catch you up. I turned eighteen at the beginning of the year. I started babysitting for a couple in the neighborhood, the Wassermans. After discovering their private porn collection. I became infatuated with the husband, Victor. He has promised me he will take my virginity and make it special. He planned a special night for me. The night came, and it started with me losing my virginity. It was amazing. But I discovered it was a night he had planned, not just a moment. We went out. I decided I would try whatever came to my mind. I became an uninhibited slut. Victor took me to a sex club. I played as a dirty slut all night. We went to bed, weary and tired. But the most extraordinary thing was falling asleep in his arms. I woke up to his wife discovering us. She offered me a place in the family. I became her pet. This is just after she punished me and welcomed me.
My body ached. The hour of being edged, followed by an hour of constant orgasms, made everything sore. I had muscles I didn't even know I had aching. I was covered with my juices, Victor's cum, and my mistress's juices. First, I spent some time washing my mistress in the shower. It was soaping and washing, a little teasing but mostly business. Then I washed Victor in the shower. I was excited till I was told neither of us could cum. Also, I was ordered to clean him, not play. I did enjoy running my hands freely all over his body. He held me. We kissed deeply as the water flowed over us.
"I am so happy you agreed to this, Sweetheart. I was sure you would."
"Like I would pass up the chance to be with you. Now we don't have to hide from her."
"No, we don't, Sweetheart. We are both delighted that you said yes. We will have fun. This is all about the three of us having fun and enjoying each other. Let's finish this shower and be good all day. I'm sure she'll reward us." He kissed me. I went back to washing him. Even us trying to avoid it. He was rock hard as he stepped out. Jennifer came in as I was toweled him off.
"Very nice to see my pets behaving. I see there was no messing around, but someone enjoyed having his girl wash him."
"Yes, dear, thank you for that pleasure," Victor said. She walked over and wrapped her hand around his stiff shaft. She led him out of the room.
"Bunny, you clean yourself up. I will reap the benefits of your good job cleaning my husband. We can see your shadow in the shower, so put on a little dance show like you did before. I'm sure I'll enjoy your shadow."
I danced as I washed myself. Again, no play allowed. But, of course, I was way too sore to play. My second shower of the day was still before noon. The hotel shower was terrific. Jets sprayed everywhere. I enjoyed the water spraying me all over. The hot water felt incredible on my sore muscles. I took my time letting the heat penetrate. I swayed and danced. I was pretending I was on stage. I faced the stained glass wall. My hands roamed all over my body. Exaggerating every movement. I pictured Jennifer riding on top of Victor's hard cock. Her tits bouncing as his shaft penetrated her. I imagined her moaning and squeezing her breasts. My dancing became more energetic. I even pushed myself against the glass several times. I had fun. I heard the door open. "Thank you, sexy, very well done. Finish up, and let's get the day going," Jennifer called in. She held a towel for me, and I stepped out. She helped me dry my body. Again, all business, no playing.
"I'm not sure what I think about your pubes," she said. She pulled at them. "They are cute, but the hair gets messy and matted. Being blonde, they don't stand out much. What do you think, Bunny?" Oh yeah, her name for me was Bunny. Cause I like to play with myself a lot and enjoy sex. Like a rabbit, but a small one, so a bunny.
"I have been thinking of what to do with them since I saw you bare on the video. At the Playground," (the sex club), "I saw a lot of people without pubes. I'm not sure what to do, Mistress."
"I have a few ideas. I will decide for you this afternoon. Let's not worry about it. Do not forget to call your mother after you get dressed. I put out clothes for you on the bed." She was running a comb through my hair. I always love it when people play with my hair. It really gets me going.
"Thank you, Mistress."
"Bunny, when we are alone talking, you are allowed to be less formal."
"Thank you."
"You will know when to be formal." She finished combing my hair. Despite my aching body, I was enjoying it. "Ok, let's get dressed. I want breakfast. All this sex has made me hungry."
I stepped out into the bedroom. There was a knit sweater and a pleated knee-length skirt. I did not bring them; they were not ones I picked from the dress shop. They were what was placed out for me, so I shall wear that. I went to my drawer to grab some panties and a bra. My mistress walked in. "What are you doing?"
"I was getting my panties and a bra, Mistress."
"You will wear only what I put out for you."
"Yes, Mistress." I strolled back to the bed.
"Bunny?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"It was very right to answer formally there."
"Thank you, Mistress," I smiled.
"You learn very quickly. I am so proud of my Bunny. But you need to be spanked for deviating from what I told you. Bend over the bed."
Oh shit, "Yes, Mistress." I leaned over the bed, still naked. She moved behind me. Smack! I felt the sting of her bare hand hit my bottom. Ouch. Smack. Ouch. Smack. Ouch. Smack. SMACK! "Ooooh," I let out a gasp. The final strike was more brutal than the rest.
"Remember to do exactly as I say." Her hand came down and rubbed my butt slightly. The sting was still there.
"Yes, Mistress."
She leaned over and kissed my head. Her hand still rubbed my red butt. "You will learn, Bunny. I have faith in you," she whispered. I found a pair of black clog shoes by the door. I caught my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a Catholic school girl.
"My ladies look nice all dressed for breakfast," Victor said. He walked over and kissed Jennifer. Their lips lingered briefly. Then he came over and kissed me on the lips, hugging me as he did. "Good morning, my little Catholic school Sweetheart." It was still awkward feeling him kissing me in front of her. My eyes looked over at her as our lips broke. I was expecting her to bend me over the table for another spanking.
She smiled at me, "Don't be nervous, Bunny. It's ok to kiss him. We are all family. Victor give Bunny another kiss; she is still getting used to this. She didn't truly enjoy that one. She is still adjusting."
"Yes, Mistress," he said, smiling at her. He turned back to me. He grabbed me, spun me slightly, and tilted me back. He held me in his arms. His hand ran up my back to my head. His mouth rushed forward and caught me full on my lips. He kissed me gently at first, then pushed his tongue against my lips, penetrating them. I gave in to him entirely. Feeling the thrill of his lips on mine. His tongue explored my mouth. I melted in his arms. My body shuddered. He broke the kiss and looked at me, staring into my eyes. He smiled. "Better?"
"Yes. Much better." He stood me up straight and smiled at me, then stepped away. I turned and looked at my mistress. "Thank you, Mistress."
"Anytime, Bunny." Her eyes looked me up and down. "It won't take long before you are comfortable with all. You know you do look like a school girl. I'll have to rethink outfits for you. It will do for now, though. Course, you do look like a SEXY schoolgirl." She came over and kissed me on the lips. Her hand held my head. Her tongue pushed into my mouth. My body trembled excitedly. She broke the kiss and walked to the door. "I better stop, or we will never leave this hotel room." Holy shit, my body reacted to both of them almost identically.
I looked at Victor. He was staring and pointing to the door. "After you." I walked out. We went to the elevator. We went downstairs and had a lovely breakfast together. It was a little strange for the three of us to get used to the dynamics of conversations. Me calling my mistress, Jennifer again. Playfully flirting with Victor in front of her. Her flirting with me. Acting as if the three of us hanging out was completely normal. The morning of punishing my pussy was a vague memory. Jennifer called me Darling mostly, but occasionally Kara. She never said Bunny at all.
To outsiders, we appeared as a couple with their adult daughter having breakfast. Victor sat to my left. Jennifer to my right. The sharp spectator would notice looks that conveyed more flirtatiousness than usual for a family dynamic. The astute observer would catch the sight of the occasional hand disappearing under the table toward the adult daughter's legs. It started with Victor placing his hand on my thigh and then sliding it up to run his finger along my wetness. A move that instantly made me tingle and cringe from the soreness. I exhaled. Victor slid his hand off and back on the table. He looked at me as he casually waved it under his nose and then licked it. My mind went wild at the memory of him licking me. I smiled and went back to my meal. Jennifer talked about the kids and taking them to the beach when summer comes around. Victor mentioned that one of his coworkers had a house on the beach. "It has six bedrooms. We may be able to invite some others to come join us."
"I think the house sounds nice. You guys will certainly enjoy the beach. The kids will love it."
Jennifer looked at me. "Darling, I'm sure you will be joining us. You are our sitter after all." Her hand squeezed my knee. Then, it wandered up along my leg. "Of course, we will have to find a sitter for the kids while we are there, for when you are busy with other pleasures." Her fingers caressed my pubes. Then slid down and teased my clit rubbing little circles. Sore as I was, my body reacted quickly. I felt the dampness start. "I'm sure you can find a trustworthy person to watch the kids." She looked at me.
I smiled at the thought of me finding a sitter so I can be their fuck toy on vacation. She pulled her hand away and rested it on the table. I reached out and grabbed her hand. I grabbed Victor's hand and pulled them both in front of me. I placed my hand on the table, then Victor's on top, then Jennifer's on top of his. I looked at them both. "I am truly enjoying the attention these lovely hands are giving me. While it excites me, I am still slightly sore from this morning's activities. I just had to say something, Mistress." I turned to her. "Victor," I turned to him, smiling at them.
Jennifer laughed, "Darling, you are so delightful, and keeping our hands off you is hard. But you are correct; you need some recovery time. We will leave you alone for a while." She looked at Victor, who nodded and smiled. "This discussion of you traveling with us does bring up an interesting thought. You are part of our family, so we must consider alternative sitter arrangements."
