Family Master Ch 17 20

This is based on the story "My Mom is a Slut" by darkride (with the author's permission).

Chapter 17

It took a year of savings before their parents were able to install the lovely swimming pool. Soon after, they learned what the two jets at the end of the pool could do for or to developing teens. And, on this occasion, all eyes were on Sandy as she rather awkwardly held her position in front of the fast-flowing water, keeping the pressure right where it felt best, whilst her parents, Masters, and Mistress watched on from the steps of the pool. Before starting, Master Nathan had given his youngest slave a lecture on the dangers of blasting her privates with jets of water, however, once he was satisfied that she understood, he told her to give herself an orgasm.

Skinny dipping in the pool wasn't entirely new to the teen. She had occasionally played truth or dare with her friends when her parents weren't home leading to some naked pool time. Still, the fact that she had learned to masturbate using the water jets was not something she ever expected to admit to someone, nor to demonstrate the activity in front of everyone.

As she found herself feeling rather awkward instead of sexy, she began considering the idea of faking an orgasm just to be done. Before that idea could chrysalis, Master Nathan glided through the water and took up positions behind her, moving his hands over her young body under the water. The slave enjoyed the new sensations of having someone touching her as she did something that had until then always been private. When master's fingers played with the flow against slave Sandy's clit, she found herself rolling her hip under the water to try to better the sensation it was causing her body.

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Steven watched Nathan jump into the pool and instruct Sandy to play with the water jets before joining her. Steven looked at his parents and Ericka watching them play and made a decision. He moved to Ericka, picked her up in a fireman's carry, and walked into the pool as he playfully smacked her ass. She'd been taking liberties all day with Steven and he felt this was some good payback as he brought her to another jet and copied Nathan and Sandy's actions.

Steven roughly massaged her large boobs as he held her to the jet. Every touch from him seemed to cause a sound of pleasure to emanate from her mouth, in turn, causing his cock to start to rise once again. Seeing Sandy's body tense just a matter of feet from him made Steven excited, knowing she was having yet another orgasm in his presence.

Trembling in the water Sandy let out a long moan, then tried to move herself away from the stream of water that was pounding her clit, only to find Nathan's body pressing her back up against the jet. Steven watched on, wondering if Nathan was punishing his sister for not begging permission to have her orgasm.

"Count, slave. Count to ten." Nathan said in Sandy's ear over the noise of her moans and the water.

All Sandy could muster was a guttural whimper as the orgasm from the pressure on her clit continued.

"Count!"

"One, two, three, please I, I " she managed between splutters, her hands writhing on the side of the pool.

"Slower."

After crying out again she restarted. "One... two..."

"Mm," Nathan pondered, interrupting her. "How about, in French."

The slave girl lowered her head in frustration as her pussy became more and more sensitive as her orgasm was now reaching over one minute in duration.

"Un, deux, quat, oh fuck! Trois, quatre, cinq..." Sandy struggled through her French.

Smiling over her shoulder, Nathan reached between Sandy's legs and used his fingers to better expose the girl's clitoris to the insistent flood of water.

"Sex sept huit neuf dix!" Sandy hurriedly finished and was relieved when Nathan pulled her away from the water jet and into his arms, clinging to her tight as she tried to regain her breath. As he held the girl, he kissed her on the mouth, calling her a good little slave.

Steven's hand had found its way around Ericka during Sandy's French lesson, and he used it to guide her pleasure. She let Steven take full control, not resisting any of his actions. It took another two minutes before Ericka finally seemed to finish for him.

Still holding Sandy, Nathan moved to the stairs, pulled slave Aaron's face to his, and kissed his lips passionately. Nathan whispered, "You should be proud." Then turning to Sandy, he added, "I have a task for you, slave girl. I've allowed your father's cock to be out of its cage for far too long now. Please take your father and put his cage back on. Take some ice and a towel like I showed you before. If needed, I'm sure slave Aaron can give you some pointers. First, however, you are to take him in the shower. Make sure he is nice and clean. Do you understand, slave?"

Sandy nodded her head.

"Do you have any questions, slave?"

"What if I can't get the first ring on, Master," she asked.

"Try a little more ice, slave. I have faith in you. Go now."

Sitting on the step, slave Maryanne watched her daughter as she boldly followed Nathan's lead and grabbed her father playfully by his rather shrunken wet cock and lead him out of the pool and into the house, walking gingerly once through the glass doors to not slip on the tiles inside.

As the others exchanged a few glances and passing comments about the warm water, Steven waited awkwardly with his cock pressed between Ericka's ass crack as his hands continued to roam her chest; he kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. She pushed her ass back into him more with every kiss. "Would you like to join me in the shower, now?" Steven whispered into her ear, remembering her taunt from yesterday.

"Oh yes," she purred as she reached back and squeezed his ass.

Steven grabbed her hand and pulled her through the water, up the steps, moving past Nathan, who gave a thoughtful look but made no mention of Steven's act of taking his slave.

He made his way to the back of the house, hearing the shower running in the bathroom the twins used, he continued on with full confidence into his parent's room, then into the ensuite.

The bath that the twins used was a basic setup, with a manufactured tub and a cheap shower curtain. But their parent's was a custom set-up walk-in shower, surrounded by glass walls, and four separate shower heads that could all be turned on at once. It could steam and had a built-in sound system.

Once the water was hot enough and some music was playing, Steven got in and let the water run down his back; soothing his sore muscles. He grabbed Ericka's hand, pulled her in with him, and guided her forward into the back wall; her ass pushing back out toward him. He gave her one strong wet slap on her perfect ass cheek. She screamed in pleasure from the single hit. "Oh yes, Steven!"

He put his hands on her hips causing her to spin around; standing before him, naked and wet. Her eyes were clouded with lust and her mouth was set into a low smirk. Steven smashed his mouth to hers. And pushed her back up against the shower wall, hot water ran over them. He moved down to her neck and then up to her ear. "I love it when you moan for me." He whispered.

He spun her around suddenly and pushed her against the wall. His hands went to the insides of her thighs and pushed her legs apart. "I want to make you moan louder." He said, kissing her shoulder blade. Steven rubbed the tip of his hard cock against her entrance. He teased her by rubbing it against her clit, then down to the entrance, and back up to the clit again.

"Please, Steven," she said, begging.

"Please what, baby?" He groaned through a clenched jaw and spoke through his teeth. Steven ran his hand up her spine until his fingers found her hair. He grabbed as much as he could and pulled, forcing her back to arch and a gasp to escape her mouth.

"Please fuck me, Mas.. Steven." She didn't have to say anything else. He pressed the sensitive head of his cock against her entrance and shoved himself inside. He went in all the way on the first thrust, forcing a moan from her. He grabbed her hip roughly with his free hand and thrust hard into her, the sound of their skin slapping together coming with every thrust.

She moaned loudly as he began to pound into her, pulling out almost all the way only to shove himself all the way in again. She was nearly yelling, saying all kinds of profanities. "Oh fuck, Steven. Oh god. Right there." she moaned, gasping between almost every word. He thrust harder and faster until she pushed herself off of the wall involuntarily and started shaking. Her breathing was fast and shallow as her orgasm ripped through her body.

The contractions in her lower half brought Steven close to the edge of his pleasure almost simultaneously. He pulled himself out of her and spun her around. Instinctively, she fell to her knees in the middle of the shower floor and put her mouth around his head. She licked the slit as he ran his hand up and down the shaft roughly. Steven moaned her name loudly, causing shivers from her. Pretty soon, warm, salty liquid shot down the back of her throat. She swallowed every drop.

Steven dropped to his knees in front of her, his hand gripped her shoulder hard as he recovers from his orgasm. He sat down and pulled Ericka into his lap, holding her against him. Steven then kissed her forehead.

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With the temperature adjusted to her liking, Sandy stepped into the shower and immediately felt her heart skip a beat knowing what she had to do next. Standing around the bathroom in the nude with her dad whilst getting ready for the shower had begun feeling awkward. Normally she was not one to struggle talking, especially with her father, but as she kept finding herself thinking - today was not a normal day. Turning to face her father with the water cascading down her body, Sandy bit her lip before holding her hand out to invite her father in. As he stepped into the water, her eyes were drawn to his cock, poking out erect in front of him.

Making room for her father to join her, Sandy couldn't help but smile wryly at the juxtaposition she was feeling between sharing a shower with her father and having just had sex with him.

"Did you know what Master was planning?" Sandy found herself asking. "With the, you know..." she pointed vaguely down at their genitals.

Wiping the water from his face, and trying to be mindful of the direction his cock was pointing, Aaron shook his head. "No hon, I promise, I had no idea." The sincere answer should have stopped there, but Aaron considered something and continued. "A while ago, Master and Mistress took us to a party. There was a couple there with a daughter, a little older than you. While I was pleasing the woman, Master tied the father to a mattress and had his daughter kind of do what he had you do... But I didn't know that was his plan for us."

Trying not to overthink her actions, Sandy soaped up her hands and then simply reached out and took her father's cock in her hands and began sliding them along his shaft and crown, and down to his balls, leaving his knees wobbling. The brief story was bouncing around her head as she cleaned her father.

"So you were, pleasing the other woman... What was mom doing?" she asked him as if she was asking what was for dinner.

Pausing for a moment, Aaron tried to downplay his reply. "Oh, she was just... she was..."

"Fucking?" the teen tried to sound nonchalant.

Aaron simply nodded his head as his daughter's hands came to a stop, still holding his cock.

"This is the cock that made me," she contemplated, staring at the cock that she'd now become so intimate with, first learning how to cage and uncage it, use her mouth to pleasure it, body-slide herself on it, before feeling it enter her body and fill her with the cum that had once made her.

Not looking at or even addressing her father, Sandy continued to ponder. Her mind went to the story her father had just relayed, the knowledge that even if her father had been caged for a long time, he had still been intimate orally with many more women than just her mother.

"Sandy, sweetie. This wasn't my plan, I never would have planned to do this, and I feel guilty for letting it happen to us, but what did happen, I will never forget it. I just hope it doesn't come between us."

As Aaron stared into his daughter's eyes looking for signs of forgiveness, he was blindsided when she instead suddenly leaned in and kissed him on the lips, a hand reaching into his wet hair and holding him as she kissed him. When she felt the kiss wasn't being reciprocated, Sandy fell back, quietly nervous. Seeing now instead of the fear of rejection in her eyes, Aaron put his hand on his daughter's shoulder and kissed her back, softly.

Their closeness brought her father's cock rubbing against her leg, and with a shy little grin, Aaron watched as his daughter slowly lowered herself onto her knees, and took his cock back into her hands. With the shower spray splashing over her naked body, Sandy opened her lips and took the head of his cock back inside her mouth.

A deep breath filled Aaron's lungs as he stared at his daughter in front of him. "N-no, sandy, we can't..." he stammered, a hand gently trying to push her back.

On her knees with her father's cock head in her mouth, Sandy wondered whether her father had found some strange new sense of righteousness as he attempted to stop her from sucking him.

"Please stop, sweetie," Aaron continued, "we don't have permission."

Still with her father's cock in her mouth, Sandy's brow furrowed before she finally let her mouth open and the cock fall free. Looking up at her father, Sandy screwed her face up. "We don't have permission? That's what you have to say about me, doing that!" she exclaimed, pointing at her father's cock. Aaron moved down to his knees as well, joining his daughter in the depths of the shower spray.

"I know how silly it sounds, but, we don't have permission," he repeated himself, expecting the words to explain everything.

"Don't you want me to? It's been so long with that cage on and... Don't you like how I do it?" Sandy asked, feeling hurt.

"Of course I do, sweetie. You've been a great study..." her father admitted shyly. "But... "

"Yes, I know. We don't have permission." Sandy parodied her father.

With a harrumph, Sandy stood back up, leaving her father on his knees now staring at her watery pussy. Pausing slightly too long, Sandy gave her father another scowl. "See something you like?" she asked, and for emphasis reached down and used two fingers to part her pussy lips in a gesture that would have mortified her just a day earlier. Hurriedly scurrying to his feet, Aaron tried another approach.

"I know this is very fresh for you, but your mother and I have been serving Master and Mistress for a long time. There have been rewards for us both when we do as we are commanded. And there are punishments if we've done the wrong thing. We have surrendered our bodies to Master and Mistress, as you did this morning. It's not just a game for us. When we are in front of Master and Mistress. There's been a couple of, breaks, but normally we do everything we can to abide by their instructions. Does that make sense?"

Sandy chewed over her father's words. "And right now, your biggest desire is for me to put that cock cage back on you, instead of..." she looked at her own body. "Anything else..."

"Yes."

"But... what if mom really needed you to... be a man and, I don't know, just fuck her brains out!" Sandy again found herself in the territory of the absurd with the conversation she was having with her own father. "you are still her husband... Wouldn't you take that cage off and make her happy? Don't you like having sex with mom anymore?" Sandy asked.

"Of course, I wish I could be 'the man', but... your mother and I struggled with our sex life for a very long time, Sandy. I tried to explain the other day. We found that the best way for me to fuck your mom's brains out, was to invite another man to do it. And Master does an amazing job! I didn't ask to be caged; I don't think I ever would have, but after Master and Mistress both fucked my brains out, too... and I agreed to try the cage, I actually felt a sense of relief. When I'm caged, I don't have to worry about your mom getting the release she needs, because we are entrusting that to Master."

"But..." The word slipped from Sandy's mouth before she fell into silence, processing what her father had just told her. "But you make mom happy. I'm sure you do."

A smile formed on Aaron's lips. "Yes, I do. Very happy. But it's like we've said, part of what we needed was missing, because... Well because, as we have learned, I'm not the peacock who likes to strut around and take charge."

The image of a peacock displaying his feathers for potential mates, followed by the image of Master Nathan strutting around their house in his tight leather pants made Sandy suddenly giggle. "Well, you must admit Master does have a very nice... set of feathers..." the young slave gave her father an impish grin, before casting her eyes down to his cock. Slowly reaching her hand back out and curling her fingers around her father's cock once more, Sandy offered her father a more serious face. "These feathers are very nice too, Dad."

Chapter 18

Steven walked with Ericka back down the hall, his hand firmly gripped her ass. As he entered the living room he stopped short at the scene in front of him. His mother, father, and sister were all down on all fours lined up together looking out the front window. Aaron and Maryanne surrounding Sandy, their ass cheeks touching. The curtains had all been pulled aside and although the window didn't go all the way down to the floor; they were low and anyone looking in could put together what they were seeing. Nathan sat leaning back on the sofa, arms draped over the back, splaying himself out for the world to see; staring down at the three firm asses lightly swaying back and forth for his viewing pleasure.

Steven stared first at the extremely sexy sight before him. Even with his father as part of the group, the submissiveness, and willingness the three slaves were showing caused his cock to quiver. Although, having cum just a few minutes before, he didn't immediately get hard.

Then, he looked out the front window. While they lived on a sparsely populated, wooded, back street and no neighbors lived directly across from them, they were not completely alone. And at this time of day and this time of year, it'd be unusual to not have someone pass by within a short amount of time.

The summer light was still strong, and likely caused at least some glare on the window, but with a little more darkness outside and a little more light inside, his family would be on full display to their friends and neighbors.

Nathan patted the couch and Ericka quickly squirmed from Steven's grip and rushed to join her husband. He whispered something in her ear causing her to slide off the sofa, bringing her down on all fours as well; she crawled across the room and joined the end of the line next to Aaron, adding a fourth ass to the line, making it exponentially as sexy. Steven reached down and subconsciously rubbed his cock, bringing a little life back to it.

He looked at the bare window again, then back at Nathan who had a smug grin on his face. So he went to the window, his own nakedness on full display, he decided for himself to close just the lighter, sheer, inner curtains. Someone curious enough could likely still tell that something strange was happening in the room, but not by who or exactly what.

He turned and was now looking down at the front of the four slaves. All of their eyes were looking up at him, hungry with lust, including his father. "Steven?" Nathan asked, "Do you think you can get ready again?"