WARNING: Incest is a big theme in this chapter. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip this one. I didn't feel right putting it in the incest category since non-con is a bigger theme in this story and in the whole series, and this is really going to be the only chapter that gets into incest.
"YOU DID WHAT?!!!" I shouted, unable to contain myself. Megan continued to look down at her feet while her brother burst through the door.
"Don't you dare fucking shout at my sister!" he insisted.
"Back the fuck up," I retorted with annoyance. In truth, my heart was pounding in my chest. I was sure that I had enough leverage such that none of my slaves would ever spill the beans. I glanced behind me to scout for a quick getaway in case he got violent and saw McKenna and Lacey coming towards us to see what the commotion was. Then, I got an idea.
"McKenna!" I called. "Lacey! Get over here and... um...
entertain
Meg's brother for a bit. I need to have a word with her."
"You can't fucking ignore... ignore... ig... oh my! Oh wow! Holy shit!"
Meg's brother was easily distracted by McKenna's kisses and Lacey's hands unzipping his jeans and pulling out his cock. I gestured to the couch and the girls got the hint, half dragging Meg's brother onto itafter which Lacey stripped him naked and began to ride him while McKenna buried his face in her tits. I grabbed Meg's wrist and pulled her into the bedroom while her brother was having the time of his life.
"Strip, now!" I demanded. Meg looked around.
"Here?" She asked, "but my brother is right in the other room!"
I smacked Meg angrily across the face.
"Does it look like I give a damn? STRIP, SLAVE!!!"
Meg immediately shrugged off her jacket and pulled her tank top over her head. Next went the jeans and panties. Meg was about to take off her heels when I held up a hand.
"Those can stay on. You forgot something when you came in."
"M-My collar?"
"Go get it, bitch!"
Meg scurried away and returned not ten seconds later with her collar in her hand. I placed it around her neck and locked it shut, followed by another slap to the face.
"Why the FUCK did you tell your brother?" I demanded to know. "You are aware I could send you to jail right now? Then the government will probably confiscate that money you used to pay off those gambling debts and your brother will end up in a ditch somewhere. I suppose it is fitting that I'm giving him a last meal of sorts."
"Please!!! Please, no! It's not what you think! I didn't mean to tell him!"
"Across my lap."
"Please, master!"
"Meg, if there is going to be any chance that you don't end up in jail by the end of the day, you will get across my lap NOW!"
Meg hurried over and draped herself across my lap. Despite my anger, my cock was getting hard inside my chinos. I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her ass. Repeatedly.
"Ow! Ow! OWWW! OW! OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY! OW! OW! OW!"
I spanked Meg at least twenty times as she cried and sobbed. She had obviously never received a spanking before. I almost felt sorry for her but then I remembered how she blabbed and spanked her even harder.
"OW! OW! OH MY GOD OW! PLEASE MASTER! PLEASE SIR! PLEASE DADDY! HOW CAN I MAKE IT UP TO YOU?!"
I stopped the spanking and thought about it.
"You can take your spanking like a good little whore," I said bringing both hands down on her ass this time.
"OW OW OW!!!"
"Shut up, bitch!"
"OW! Sorry, sir! Please I- OWWWW!"
"That was thirty spanks," I informed Meg. "I think you deserve fifty. Do you think you deserve fifty?"
"I... I... I... OWWWW!"
"Thirty-one," I counted nonchalantly.
"Yes! Yes, I've been a bad girl and I'm sorry daddy! OW!"
"Thirty-two."
"Is there anything I can do?! Please?! I can't take any- OW!"
"Thirty-three. You will take as many as I want you to take. Do you know why? Because I'm your master and you fucked up big time tonight."
Meg had no response and I spanked her again and again eliciting more cries and pleas. Around the fourty-fifth spank Meg was gasping and I granted her a brief reprieve.
"Your ass is so red right now," I remarked. "Shall we show your brother?"
"Please, no..." she begged.
"After all, you seem to share everything with him. Why don't we go show him what happens when you disobey your master!"
"Please, please can I just explain!"
I sighed. I decided to give Meg her remaining spanks before responding.
"OW! OW! OW! OW! NOOOO OW!!!" she cried. After the fiftieth spank I pushed her off my lap and onto the bed before undressing myself.
"You can explain while you ride me," I told her. Meg took a few seconds to compose herself from the spanking before mounting herself onto my cock.
"I went over to hang out with my brother," she explained as she bounced up and down on my cock, her tits bouncing each time. "He noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra and that I was wearing just a tank top under my jacket even though it was winter. Ohhhhh!"
"Finish your story," I insisted, slapping Meg in the face before running my hands down to her tits, which I squeezed as she fucked me.
"Ow! Yes, sir! Sorry, master! I-I gave an excuse about waking up late that he didn't believe. He thought I had been fucking the mob guys to pay off his debts. That's when I told him everything because, you see, the reality isn't as bad as he thought!"
"That was stupid," I said, slapping Meg in the face again. This time, she took it like a good girl and continued to bounce on my cock. "Never do ANYTHING like that again unless I give you EXPLICIT permission. You should have come to me first you dumb bitch. I make all your decisions for you from now on, understand? Understand, bitch?!"
"Yes, sir! Sorry, sir!"
"Sorry isn't going to cut it," I said as I brought the fucking to a halt and picked her up off my cock. "You're grounded for the next two weeks."
"Grounded?" Meg asked in confusion.
"You will only go out to go to work," I explained. "Every day when you come home you will immediately go into your cage. You will take your meals in there and you will sleep in there. You will only come out to shower and get ready for work, and if I decide to let you go to the bathroom. You will also not be allowed to cum until your time is up. Got it, bitch?"
"Yes, sir."
"There is one more step to your punishment. I think you know what it is. It's what you begged me not to do the second time we ever spoke."
Meg's eyes widened as I left her to pour a bowl of corn flakes. On the couch, her brother was fucking McKenna doggy style while Lacey ate his ass. I grabbed a spoon as well and brought the bowl back to the bedroom.
"Jerk me off into this bowl," I ordered Meg.
"Please, sir!"
"Resist any part of this and I will ground you for a month."
Meg wasted no time in grabbing my cock and jerking it with one hand while striking my balls with the other. I pushed her face towards my ballsack and she got the hint. With Meg sucking on my nuts while stroking my cock with two hands, I soon found myself about to cum. I grabbed the bowl of corn flakes and placed it directly under my cock. I came into the bowl and after allowing the last dribble of cum to spill on top of a corn flake, I took Meg's hand and put it back on my now flaccid dick.
"Hold it while I piss," I instructed her. Meg stifled any feelings she had about what I was making her do and held my cock as I literally pissed in her corn flakes. After I was done, it looked like a normal bowl of cereal except with piss instead of milk and cum on several of the top flakes.
"You have five minutes to eat this," I said, handing Meg the spoon. "I want the bowl licked clean, got it?"
"Yes, master," answered the defeated slave as she began shoveling the piss soaked corn flakes into her mouth with a look of disgust on her face. I set up my phone to record in case Meg tried any funny business before throwing on a robe and leaving her to her degrading task. McKenna and Lacey were on their knees and Meg's brother was cumming on their faces.
"Seems like perfect timing," I remarked, tossing Meg's brother a second robe, which he put on as he recovered from his orgasm.
"Is... is this what you do to my sister?" he asked. "Make her wear a collar and fuck anyone you want?"
"Well, I only make my slaves fuck me. You should be honoured that you are the exception."
"I want you to let my sister go!"