Rich Bitch Widow Gets Renovated 05

I got comfortable and was trying hard to hide my pleasure watching Margaret and Eden licking cum from each other's faces. I broke one of my rules and told them they could sleep naked tonight. They hurried into the bathroom to wash up.

When they returned, it was apparent Margaret had told Eden some of the rules, like waiting to be invited to the bed; otherwise, you might end up on the floor.

I lie back, propped up on my pillows. Margaret was still in her corset and stockings, Eden naked except for her pink panties and heels.

Now, listen carefully. These are some of my rules.

"Just so you learn from the beginning, when you get up in the morning, the first thing you put on will be nylons and high heels. You may wear a short robe to breakfast, but after you clean the kitchen, you must wear a dress. It will be painful for you if you think about breaking my rules."

"Now, ladies, kneel on the bed on either side of my chest with your hands behind your back. If you move them, I'll be forced to tie you up, and you'll sleep that way. Now lean forward and rub your nipples against each other."

It was difficult for them to balance on the mattress. Margaret pulled down her lacy cups, exposing her pear-shaped tits, and was trying her hardest; she knew what would happen if I wasn't pleased. Their nipples were responding, and it was plain to see Eden's breathing was becoming ragged. I reached up and squirted some massage oil on their nipples. It was an effort for Eden to keep her hands behind her back; you could see she wanted to squeeze her sister's ripe tits.

"You may play with your sister's boobs; as for you, Margaret, don't move.

Eden slowly moved her hands, thinking this was a trap. She cupped Margaret's firm tits and enveloped her soft nipples with her warm mouth. Margaret put her head back and whimpered as Eden moved her mouth from nipple to nipple. Eden's body was starting to tremble. I swear she was going to cum.

"You can touch yourself, Eden." She didn't hesitate to plunge her finger into her wet cunt. It didn't take long for her body to shake as her orgasm washed over her.

Margaret was shaking, still afraid to move. My dick was standing straight up,

"Why don't you mount me? Eden, you may watch."

She balanced herself over me and eased my dick in her wet cunt. Her massive boobs dangling above me. I pulled her closer and attacked her soft nipples alternating between biting then sucking them. Groaning loudly, she started slow, savoring each thrust of my dick. Riding me steadily her stocking covered legs gripping my sides until I held her hips motionless while plunging my dick in her, flooding her pussy with my cum.

I pulled her down on my chest, kissing her.

Eden was curled in a ball at the bottom of the bed, watching me, afraid to move as my dick slid out of Margaret's slick cunt.

"Eden, use your mouth and clean your sister's cunt juice and my cum off of my cock."

There was no question in my voice. As soon as Margaret moved, Eden crawled up and began licking and sucking my dick. After asking my permission, Margaret walked to the bathroom, still in heels and stockings.

Eden finished cleaning me off and looked at me, waiting for instructions

"You may sleep there for the rest of the night, Eden. Margaret, find a blanket for your sister."

Margaret hurried off in her heels, returning with a blanket.

"Now, tuck her in."

Margaret stood by the bed trembling. Afraid of doing something to displease me.

"Eden, kiss your sister good night."

Margaret leaned down as they pursed their lips and lightly kissed each other.

"NO, I mean a real kiss. I want to see tongues."

Eden reached up, pulled Margaret down, their round tits pressed against each other and kissed her full lips, her tongue finding her sisters. A soft moan escaped Eden's mouth. If I am not mistaken, she was enjoying it.

Margaret would do anything to please me; Eden, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy kissing Margaret.

Eden's hand was approaching Margaret's cunt. I kept a yardstick by my side of the bed. I watched carefully, and when Eden's hand touched Margaret's pussy I cracked Eden's ass with the yardstick. She yelped and gave me a scared look.

"That wasn't part of the deal; permission to touch each other comes from me."

"Now get to your place Eden."

"Margaret, come up beside me and wiggle your butt against my cock.

Margaret positioned her firm butt against my cock and sighed when my dick found her cheeks; she took my hand and said softly, "You can fuck my ass; I don't care that Eden's here."

I squeezed her tits hard enough to make her cry out in pain.

"I'm too tired right now, but you ass will get reamed soon enough."

She smiled and whispered. "How did this happen? You own me."

I smiled and pinched her nipple till she cried out.

"Women should be raised to please men and be owned. Now let's sleep."

I woke at nine the next day. Eden and Margaret were nowhere to be seen. Looking toward the garage, I saw that her car was gone.

She left a note saying they were going shopping for Eden.

They got back just before lunch. They were like excited teenagers excited about the clothes they had bought.

I was in the den, looking at the news. I was getting tired of work every day. I planned to have Juan run the company and split the profits. The details were to be worked out later. I didn't want to marry Margaret, but I wanted her money.

The sisters knocked on the door just then, wanting to show me what they had bought. Margaret was dressed to go out in a light blue dress with white stockings and four-inch heels. A string of white pearls completed the outfit.

They laughed at how an older man had positioned himself to watch Margaret get out of the car. Her dress hiked up, exposing her white garter straps and stocking tops, contrasting with her tan legs. Margaret opened the bags; they must have spent a fortune. It was a display of garter belts, panties, bras and stockings. They were going out after lunch for dresses, skirts, and spike heels.

Not wanting to anger me, Margaret slipped out of her dress and made sandwiches for Eden and me while opting for a salad for herself. Eden was just on the verge of being overweight. Margaret was five feet seven inches and carried her weight well. Eden was five feet three inches and couldn't take a pound more. She didn't know it yet, but she was on a diet.

"Eden, you should be in your underwear; we will address that tonight."

I had their attention. "I've set up a schedule for the both of you. Every Sunday night, you will strip naked, and you will have your weight checked. No weight gain, no matter how small, will be tolerated. Every Saturday, you both will receive "Maintenance spankings." Punishment spankings will be done whenever I feel the need."

Margaret trembled as she sat at the table in her white corset, nylons, and heels. Eden, on the other hand, looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights, not knowing what was going to happen.

"Margaret, stand up and walk to the center of the kitchen. This is how I want you to dress, Eden. I told your sister that when you anger me, she will suffer. Now bend over, Margaret."

Her ass was covered in white nylon panties that pulled across her perfect rear. I picked up a large wooden spoon. I gently rubbed it over her ass, keeping her in suspense. I pulled back and caught both cheeks with a loud splat and followed with three more in rapid succession, forcing her to cry out in pain. Tears streaming down her face.

Eden was sitting still, afraid to move.

"Let this be a lesson to both of you, Eden. Help your sister get dressed and finish shopping. I look forward to seeing you dressed appropriately."

Margaret was rubbing her ass as Eden picked up her dress, and they went to the master bedroom.

I met with my lawyer about how she could transfer the house without realizing it. He looked at it and doubted she would sign. I told him I would be back with the signed papers in a few days.

I had a tentative meeting with Juan the next day.

The sisters were out most of the afternoon. When they returned, Eden went straight to her room to shower and dress. I made a pitcher of screwdrivers. Margaret sat on the couch with me. I kissed her lightly, reaching up and squeezing her tits.

"I know you don't like Juan, but he's going to slowly buy my company so I can retire when I'm fifty-five. The problem is that I need to show a building I own. My lawyer suggested making you a board member, and we can show your house as the company headquarters. She sat back

"Do you think my husband's lawyer should look at this?"

I forgot about him.

"No, he'll just want to charge you for nothing."

She drank a second screwdriver.

"I'll sign if you think it's all right?"

"It's going to benefit both of us."

I ran for the papers; I couldn't believe it. To my surprise, she started reading it. I wasn't worried she would understand it. I was afraid somehow, her lawyer would see it. While she was reading, I came up behind her and reached around, cupping her ripe tits. I started kissing her neck. She put her head back and kissed me. Where's the pen, darling?

"We need a witness. I'll get Eden."

I went into Eden's room without knocking; she squealed, putting her hands over her bare tits. Standing there in a black garter belt, matching panties, and grey stockings.

"Put your bra and shoes on; we need you to sign something."

Eden thought I was going to leave. When she realized I wasn't going to, she reached for her bra, slipping it on, the lacy cups barely containing her tits. I followed Eden down the hallway studying the sway of her plump ass.

We entered the study, and Margaret was still studying the contract with a worried look. Eden signed the witness part and handed it to me.

"Bob," Margaret said softly. "What did you just have me do? Did I sell you my house for a dollar?"

"Technically, it will be easier for me to sell my business."

"Relax, ladies. Your life is going to be simpler. I'm getting new phones under my business name, so the phones you have now are useless."

Margaret had a puzzled look on her face.

"You'll have to explain this to me tomorrow when I'm sober."

I said, "That was a good idea. Now, girls, let's get drunk."

Margaret emptied her glass in one swallow. I sat there, looking at the two of them in their underwear and heels, thinking how rapidly things happen. To keep control over them might not be as complicated as I thought.

"Eden, help your sister put her hair up in a bun, and Margaret, put on a black waist cincher, black bra, panties, and stockings. We are going to celebrate."

I was worried about Margaret going to her lawyer. I had taken her phone away, and tomorrow, I would have to take her car, which wouldn't be easy.

We put some steaks on the grill and ate on the patio. They were comfortable in their underwear. There was something super erotic about seeing women in their underwear outdoors; they were getting pretty drunk, so it looked like I would have some fun tonight.

After dinner, we went into the family room. Margaret was too drunk to help Eden clean up. I was worried she would fall, but she made it to the oversized couch, pulling her beside me.

Her tits were almost out of her lace cups; I reached over and pinched her nipple. She was practically unconscious, moaning softly and turning toward me.

Eden finished cleaning up. She walked in pretty drunk herself, wobbling on her new heels. I motioned for her to stand next to me. She was more submissive than Margaret, casting her eyes down and waiting for me to command her.

"Bend over." She complied without hesitation. I ran my hands over her curvy bottom. As I neared her cunt she started shifting from foot to foot. When I ran my fingers over her soft mound, she tensed up, parting her legs.

"Eden, straddle the arm of the couch and rub your pussy on it."

She slowly fucked the rough fabric shaking as she increased her speed. I slapped her tits, saying.

"Are you a bitch in heat?"

Moaning she nodded yes.

"I want to hear it, you little cunt."

"I'm a bitch in heat. I'll fuck anything!"

With that, she shook from an orgasm. I gave her a few minutes, then slapping her ass, I said.

"Help me with your sister; we are going to the bedroom," I ordered her once she was in bed.

"Eden, pull your sister's bra down and suck on her tits."

She hesitated a moment, then stood in front of Margaret, reaching out and pulling her bra down, her boobs springing free. She attacked her sister's tits, drooling over her nipples.

"Now, take your bra off, Eden, and play with yourself."

Reaching around, she unsnapped her bra, her spectacular tits bouncing free.

Pulling her hair into a ponytail, she went back to sucking on her sister's tits. I slapped Eden's round ass; she jumped but never lost the nipple in her mouth. I moved close behind her, my dick searching her ass.

"Eden, get on your knees and play with your tits."

She quickly turned around, facing me, one hand in her cunt and the other squeezing her ripe tits.

She opened her mouth on her own and took my rock-hard dick almost all the way. She was moaning and whimpering at the same time. She showed no sign of stopping, but I had other plans.

"Eden, sit on the bed and cup your tits."

I glanced at Margaret lying on the bed, motionless; for a minute, I thought she was dead, but then she rolled over. She was black-out drunk.

I looked down at Eden, holding her tits and offering them to me.

"Close your eyes and don't open them. Put your hands behind your back."

I opened the drawer on the end table and pulled out the nipple clamps. I squeezed her boobs.

"You can open your eyes."

It took a few seconds for her to realize what was going to happen.

"OH GOD NO ITS GOING TO HURT!"

"Keep giving me trouble, and I'll call the pizza man."

I knew I had her; she wasn't tied and didn't move her hands. I moved closer, taking my time running the chain over her boobs and brushing her nipples. She was trembling, begging me not to do it.

"I'll do anything you want, just not that."

"OK, Eden, you win. I'll put them away and do something else... Yea, that's not going to happen, you little cunt."

With that, in one lucky move, I clamped both pink nipples at the same time. She jumped up, screaming.

"TAKE THEM OFF YOU'RE HURTING ME!"

I pulled down on the chain, causing her to wince and forcing her to sit down. She kept her hands behind her back, like a true submissive.

"Now on your knees and suck."

She dropped to her knees and began sucking.

"May I use my hands, Mister Gray?"

I nodded yes and patted her on the head. For one wild minute, I thought she would say, "Master."

It looks like Margaret has some competition.

I faced fucked her hard, yanking on the chain every few seconds making her cry out with my dick in her mouth. I held out as long as I could, stopping to rub my cock over her face smearing pre-cum and spit.

There was no holding back. My cum surged out, hitting her forehead with it running down her nose.

I continued milking the last of my cum on her eyes.

I reached down and removed the clamps. She groaned and carefully touched her nipples.

"Take care of your sister; she can sleep on the floor tonight; now, scoop my cum off and rub it on your tits; it will take the sting out."

She used a spoon and dutifully captured my cum and massaged her beautiful tits.

"Now, take some and rub it on your sister's face. It will let her know what she missed."

I definitely would have to get a camera other than my phone. She sat next to her sister, taking my cum from her and rubbing it all over Margaret's perfect face.

I headed to bed; tomorrow was moving day.

They were both up before me; I could smell coffee. I would have to devise a way of summoning them when I wanted something.

"EDEN, bring me coffee!"

Almost immediately, I could hear her heels on the hardwood floor and a timid knock on the door.

"Come in, Eden."

She looked beautiful, wearing a white bra, panties, and a matching garter belt with taupe stockings.

"I didn't know how you like it, so I brought sugar and cream."

She had yet to look me in the eye. She put the tray on the table, asking.

"Do you need anything else?"

Again, she almost said, "Master."

"Where is your sister?"

"Mopping the kitchen floor."

"Come closer and bend over."

She stood next to me and bent over her panties, stretched tight. I massaged her fat ass giving her a stinging slap. She jumped but didn't make a sound.

She pulled her panties higher in her crack and wiggled.

"I need more; hurt me; I deserve it."

"Don't worry; you have more of these tonight at the first weigh-in."

"Now tell your sister to get up here, and you finish the floor."

She hurried out. It was fun to watch her run in her new heels.

I could hear them whispering but couldn't understand what they were saying. I didn't hear her heels; she must have been walking on her toes. She opened the door and walked in with a surprisingly cocky look on her face. I expected her to be remorseful. Walking up to me, she cleared her throat.

"Bob, we have to talk. You can't expect me to give up my house for a dollar."

"You already have. I put a clause there that you could live in this house rent-free for as long as I let you. So you better be happy I didn't throw you out.

You better snap out of this attitude fast, or you and your sister will be living on the street!"

She looked deflated; her bluff had failed.

I jumped out of the bed, scaring her. She quickly backed up, her hands up in defense. "We might as well get a few things straight right now. You and Eden will get your own room. You're not to enter my room without knocking first; my study is off-limits. There will be more rules later. Do you understand?"

Margaret nodded and started to tremble; she didn't know what to expect.

Eden came up shortly, and they started moving all of Margaret's things.

One of the last dresses in her closet was her bridal gown.

"What in God's name are you saving that for?"

She removed it from a protective cover, admiring the white lace gown.

"It was a happy day, and I just want to keep it."

She had a tear in her eye, and I let it go for now. But I was thinking one night we could have a wedding night rape fantasy.

They finished around four o'clock and went to the family room for drinks.

Just as we got comfortable, the sound of lawnmowers broke the silence. There was a knock at the door.

"Answer it, Eden."

She gave me a sorrowful look and turned toward the door, opening it a crack. One of the gardeners wanted the car moved. Her foot was jammed against the door, exposing her nyloned leg.

"Invite him in, Eden."

Margaret's face showed disgust, and she did not attempt to hide it.

She opened the door, saying

"Come in, please."

He was a young guy, about twenty, and couldn't help but stare. Between Eden in her white bra and matching garter belt and heels. And Margaret in her black underwear and dark stockings it looked like a porn film. She sat with me on the couch, crossing her legs and letting one of her high heels dangle off her foot.

Eden returned with the keys and stood in front of me, trembling. She was afraid she would have to move the car.

"Margaret, would you take the keys and move the car."

She gasped but knew better than to complain. She could imagine me inviting all of them in for a gangbang.

With her head high and shoulders back, she crossed the room, took the keys from Eden, and walked to the car with the gardener close behind her. She wobbled a little on her four-inch spikes, her nylons shining in the afternoon sun. The other men didn't know what to do but stare. Margaret held nothing but contempt for them. She purposely put a little bounce in her step, making her tits jiggle in her low-cut bra. Reaching the car, she sat on the seat with her feet on the ground, pulling her dark nylons high on her legs, then swinging them into the car. Much to their disappointment, she drove to the attached garage parking inside, closed the door, and returned to the family room.