Note: (This is a continuation of number 3 and really does not work as a standalone.)
Simon gave the two sister's the entire day to talk. He thought it would be easier for them if he wasn't there. They texted they were expecting him back for dinner.
He walked into the apartment and saw Sophia and his mom standing by the door in nothing but their underwear and high heels.
Simon: What is this?
Sophia: I couldn't talk her out of it.
Simon: Talk her out of what?
Sophia: Two sluts if you will have us.
Simon couldn't believe it, after everything she witnessed last night.
Simon: Does she really understand what she is asking?
Sophia: I explained it to her in great detail. She asked a lot of questions.
Simon: Is this really what you want, mom?
Claire: Yes.
Simon: You didn't call me sir?
Claire: Because you have not agreed, so it is not my place to.
Simon: And why are you both in your underwear?
Claire: We thought you might need some inducement.
Simon had to admit she did look sexy. Big voluptuous breasts and an ass he would not object to paddling.
Simon turned to Sophia.
Simon: Is she serious?
Sophia: I would say very determined.
Determined, Simon thought, we will see about that.
Simon: I will agree to this on one condition from both of you or we can just go have a pleasant dinner. If we do this tonight then I will not be escorting two sluts but rather two whores!
Sophia's head shot up. She knew the implications of that.
Claire: I don't know what that means.
Simon: Explain it to her, Sophia.
Sophia: It means he can tell us to have sex with anyone he chooses.
Claire's whole body tightened up. She didn't expect anything like this. Maybe he was just trying to scare her off but she wasn't sure she could find the nerve to go through with that.
Sophia: Yes, sir
Claire: You are agreeing to this?
Sophia: Claire, it is all comes down to trust and I trust him.
Claire: And you can decide to make me have sex with any man?
Simon: Not just any man, anyone, including each other, I should point out.
Claire and Sophia looked at each other.
Sophia: Yes, sir
Claire: I don't know
Simon: Great, get dressed and let's go have dinner.
Claire: Wait! Yes, sir
Simon: Okay, Whore, let's see if you even make it out of this apartment. Pull your panties down to your knees.
Claire was shaking but did as she was told.
Simon: Do you understand the rules about answering questions, whore.
Claire: Yes, sir. I am to answer all questions completely and with absolute truth.
Simon: Good. Last night I noticed you fidgeting in your chair, why?
Claire groaned. He wasn't going to make this easy, why would she expect otherwise, she thought. She remembered his comment before leaving this morning. He noticed.
Claire: Because my vagina felt uncomfortable, sir.
Simon: Whore's don't use the word vagina. Try again.
Claire: Because my.....pussy felt uncomfortable, sir.
Simon: What do you mean by uncomfortable?
Claire: It was getting excited, Sir.
Simon: Do you mean it was getting wet?
Claire: Yes, sir.
Simon: Then say it, whore.
Claire: My pussy was wet, sir.
Simon: Are you wet right now?
Claire: Yes, sir
Simon turned to Sophia.
Simon: I will still call you slut tonight otherwise there may be confusion.
Sophia: Yes, sir.
Simon: Go check and see if the whore is wet, slut.
Sophia walked to Claire and stuck her finger in her pussy. Claire gasped.
Sophia: She is, sir.
Simon: Rub her pussy for her, slut, let's see how long before she cums. Look at me, whore, while the slut plays with your cunt.
Claire looked up at Simon. That last word giving her a jolt. She had no idea why but she didn't want to think about the why's tonight. She was moaning now, maybe she was a whore, she thought.
Claire: May I cum, sir.
Simon: You may cum tonight as often as you like without asking.
Claire: Thank you, sir.