This is a work of pure fiction, all character portrayed are 18 years of age or older. This story contains male/female and female/female incest. If you are offended by this please do not read. All characters are fictional; any similarities to other people real/fictional, living or dead are purely coincidental and are not an attempt to infringe on any other's copy write.
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Rhys sat in his small office and stared out the window. He knew he should be grading papers, but he couldn't focus on work. It was just a few short hours ago that he not only fucked both of his twin sisters, but had taken their virginity, and then they agreed to become his sexual submissive. The image of their naked little bodies as he got ready kept running through his head. The two parts of his mind were fully at war with each other. One side looking at these two sexy young women, both perfectly fit the idea of his sexual ideal in a woman, and willing to be his sub, and the other side screaming "they are your sisters". He knew that most of the taboo against incest was based on genetics and preventing the human race from destroying itself. He also knew that because of cancer treatment when he was young he would never be able to have children so that wasn't an issue. So that made it an ethical, legal, and social issue.
"Professor" Harris, one of his undergrad TA's knocked on his open door, needing to talk about an issue he was having with one of his classes.
Audrey and Rachel stood naked by their bed chattering forth and back as they organized and put away all the clothes Rhys had bought them yesterday, holding up this blouse, that skirt, and so on as they went.
"Rhys was kind of quiet this morning." Audrey said.
"I think he was just tired. We did keep up last night." Both giggled
"I am scared he is over thinking this. He is a good guy, and I am worried he is going to come home and say we have to stop."
"I guess he could, but I don't think so."
"Are you sure?" Audrey asked.
"No." Rachel sat on her bed and let her own fears take over.
"What are we going to do if he does? He could make us move out, he could stop talking to us. Did we make a mistake?"
"No, I don't think we did. I mean we decided that this what we both wanted back when we were 15 and found those stories about Dom sex he wrote."
"I know, but we never told him about it. Maybe we should have talked to him back then."
"We can't change yesterdays, we can only make tomorrows, and I know I want tomorrows filled you and Rhys and lots of sexy times."
"Me too."
Rhys walked Halfinrock Green after taking the afternoon off. He had done a little research and found that the legal issue of having a relationship with his sisters wasn't as big a deal as a he thought. The state district attorney set precedence of not prosecuting cases when all parties at the beginning of the relationship were over 18. The social issue led quickly to economic questions. Living in a converted bus on land he owned meant that his basic expenses were very low and he could cover the basics from the income from the couple books he had written and generic part time job. That left the ethical questions. His sisters were his sexual ideal, younger than him, very petite, small tits, and long auburn hair. They want to learn more about being subs, and they had been virgins. He knew he couldn't write a better fantasy sex life. He cared for both of them, yet he had to think about what was best for them. They should find lovers, have kids, grow up and have their own lives. Still he had already crossed the line. He had started a sexual relationship with them, and one he didn't want to end. He was fairly sure no guy on the planet would. Yet they are so young, just 18, if they weren't my sister's what would I be thinking, he thought to himself.
Audrey and Rachel spent the afternoon cleaning the small house inside the shell of a double decker bus. They spent the couple hours scrubbing, wiping, polishing, and dusting. Rhys was a good house keeper, but they figured they would do what they could while Rhys was out. Less than an hour till he was due home and they made a fresh pot of coffee, set up a hookah, and put his beer glass in the freezer. Spending the day together naked in a space they could play made them both want to reach out and play. Yet they both remembered what Rhys had said "no sexy times without his permission". The nerves of seeing your first lover the first time after you had had sex filled both of them. They sat on the couch and waited knowing he would be home soon.
Rhys stopped and looked at his bus when he stepped out of his car, the bus that had been his home for almost thirty years. Now it looked somehow different. He shouldered his back pack. He didn't know if he was ready to take out the two collars he had picked up at the pet store. He wasn't even sure if he was ready for what the night, and being Friday, the weekend would bring. He was very pleased as he stepped up into his home. He could tell by the smell his sisters had put time into cleaning. They sat on the small couch just inside the door, side by side and naked. He noticed his hookah next to his chair ready and waiting for a coal, and the coffee smelled fresh. He walked past them, dropped his pack by his chair where he always dropped it, went to the bathroom, and then up to his bedroom and changed into his typical house clothes, dockers and a t-shirt. He made the choice not to wear any underwear. He could see his sisters had been very through with their cleaning, everything dusted, windows washed, and floors done. It seemed they were taking the option of being his subs very serious. When he came back down stairs there was coal on the hookah, a beer in his favorite glass, cup of coffee poured, and the tv on the weather channel; which he turned on most of the time just for back ground noise.
As he sat down the idea hit him. As a good Dom he should set task and challenges, and one would be amazing. He picked up the hookah hose drew deeply and let out a cloud of white smoke. "You seem to have been very busy today."
"Yes sir" they said together.
"That is very good." He drew again from the hookah. "I think I know what I want you two to work on next." He looked over his right shoulder at them. "Do you think you're ready?"
"Yes sir."
"Good." He knew at once when he touched his beer glass that they had chilled it. He took a sip. "One of my fantasies is to have a video of a pretty girl spinning fire in a snow storm while naked." He drew again on his hookah. "So I would like both of you to start learning how to spin poi, and get good enough, and comfortable enough to spin fire. That way when there is a snow storm next winter you can spin for me."
They looked at each other. They had no idea what he was talking about. "You will have to show us" Audrey said.
He smiled having guessed he would get this type of answer. He had started spinning the first year he was at the renn faire. He went and got his poi, and some spare. Poi, basically weighted balled on the end of a string. The two practice sets he had being nothing more than socks stuffed into each other. "Put on your night t-shirts". Once they had them on he took them outside and started to show them the basics of how this was done. An hour later he took them back inside. They took off their shirts without having to be told.
The logistics of them always being naked and surprise visitors hit him. "You know it might be a good idea to have you two keep a couple of those long t-shirts in the driver's seat, and around the place. That way if someone knocks on the door you can quickly pull something on."
"Yes sir."
He could see they both were sexually excited. He guessed they might be after having spent the day naked. He was too. He told himself he was the master he would be in control. He kept fixing dinner, his doing a little work, and smoking his hookah at a very slow place.
Audrey and Rachel watched as Rhys sat and smoked and did the work he needed to for the night. They didn't need to glance at each other. Since they shared a crib they had been able to share each other's thoughts. Not so much talking to each other, but knowing what the other was thinking and feeling. The waves of desire and anxiety kept washing over them. Rhys had shared a sexy fantasy with them and started to show them how to fulfill it. He was clearly not going to say they had to stop, and that was a relief to both of them. From the moment they found the stories Rhys had written about sex they had read and watched everything they could find about submissives, and yet they had no idea what would happen next.
He loved watching his sisters sitting naked waiting to be fucked or do whatever he commanded. He knew the fantasy he wanted to play out next. He spent the next nearly hour while his pipe burnt down in silence. A very typical night for him before his sisters moved in. Finally once his current pipe was done he looked at them. "Reload my pipe please."
He watched them as they quickly moved and reloaded the hookah, handed him the hose, and sat back down. He took a deep draw from the hookah. Set the hose down, stood up and took his pants off. After a few minutes without looking at them he said. "Crawl over here."
They looked at each other and slid into the narrow space and crawled toward him smiles on their faces. Then they stopped before him. He looked down and smiled. They did seem like they wanted to be subs.
"Very good" He smiled down at them. "Hands and mouths, both of you, and when I cum don't spill a drop." He drew deep on the hookah they started too, almost as one to play his cock, first fingers, then tongues, and then inside one mouth then the other. Having a girl blow him while he smoked was an old fantasy now both his sisters played it out. He had to force himself to keep his eyes open to watch.
