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Chapter 37

Sandy crawled across the grass on all fours in her backyard, flanked by her parents. A long metal chain leash was attached to her collar and held by her master brother. She was naked, and the sun was high in the sky; she'd long since learned to ignore any fear of her neighbors seeing their family's activities. They walked together for about twenty feet, and then she felt the collar tighten on her neck as it was softly yanked back.

She stopped at the direction of the leash and waited. Then her brother ordered them to sit up, the command said in the same tone as you'd give to a dog. She and her parents rose to their knees, placed their hands behind their backs, and waited again. He then ordered them to stand, which they did quickly, and waited again; none of the slaves said anything or made any complaints, they just looked on, aroused.

He ordered them to turn around. They turned and looked at their Master, dressed in simple shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals. He didn't look like a master but somehow presented himself as such; his authority over them seemed unquestionable at this point. They had been practicing different commands while on leash all week. Master Steven wanted them to be ready and quick to obey; Sandy loved it, as it usually ended with sex.

"Down!" He ordered forcefully, but not loudly. Sandy and her parents dropped to their knees. "All fours!" They moved to hands and knees, their butts leaning in and touching one another; something Steven had had them do before. "Rex and Kat, roll to backs!" Her parents dropped and rolled away from her, spreading and raising their knees, presenting their genitals to their master. "Red, on your back, legs behind your head!" Sandy smirked and rolled back away from him and brought her legs up and behind her arms, gymnastics coming in handy once again.

Master Steven walked over to her, bent down, and rubbed along her pussy, before dipping two fingers inside and rubbing gently. He then removed them, smelled his fingers, and then brought them to her lips. She opened her mouth as he pushed them inside and she licked them clean. "Good girl. Beg!"

Sandy smiled wickedly, "Please, Master. Please, fuck me. Please, use me. Please, take me. I'm yours. Please take it. Please!" She moaned and whimpered.

Steven grabbed her nipple and twisted, as he leaned down and licked the other. She rolled her eyes back and moaned again. "Maybe later," he said abruptly and stopped all activity.

She wanted to scream, her body shook, but she took a second and said, "Yes, Sir." He rose back up to his feet and did similar to Slave Maryanne. He then looked at their father for a bit, looking like he was trying to make a decision, but eventually stopped and ordered them to return to a kneeling position.

"Speak!" He demanded and the three slaves barked and woofed a couple of times, making him smile. He then unhooked the leashes and ordered them to go pee. They separated from each other and used different parts of the yard. When they came back together, he ordered them to jump into the pool to clean up.

Sandy dove in and swam a lap before coming back up. Steven was staring down at her with cold detachment. He then knelt near the edge of the water and snapped his fingers. Sandy and her parents swam up under him and stared up into his eyes. He reached out and gently petted each of them in turn, giving a small measure of praise to each of his slaves.

"Alright. Family mode," Steven said and headed toward the house without another word or glance back. Sandy looked to her mother and raised an eyebrow and she just shrugged back. She gave her mom a devilish grin and dove under the water and attacked her pussy.

She didn't have a lot of air, so she only gave a few quick licks and a kiss before surfacing. Her mother hugged her, and said, "Honey, we can't. We're in family mode." Sandy grimaced, she'd had the same argument with Dad, Master Nathan, and Master Steven. It still annoyed her, but she was more used to backing down now.

"Alright, Mommy!" She chirped and swam away from her. Her parents whispered by the edge of the pool for a minute before they exited together. Sandy stayed for a bit, floating on her back and just thinking. Master Steven was so worried about the club initiation and they'd practiced all week and into the weekend. She for some reason had no stress about it and the end of the practices, more often than not, led to sex, so she had no problem with all the things Steven had been doing.

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Steven felt bad for his father. Without Nathan, he wasn't getting any relief this weekend and had to watch Steven with Sandy or Maryanne many times. He even took some time to consider how to give his father something more after the last session, but he still had no interest in having sexual contact with him. However, the fact that he considered it bothered him a little bit. He left them in the pool and went to his room to think about it.

He sat down heavily on his computer and thought about his new relationship with his father. What were his responsibilities to him? He chose to take on the role of Master mostly for Sandy, but he also agreed to take some control of his father. While Nathan was still doing most of the heavy lifting with his dad, he knew he needed to do more or define what they are to each other more clearly. Maybe he was overthinking it and his father was okay with anything and everything Steven was doing. But he still had a hard time accepting that any man could be happy like that, maybe that was small-minded of him. Perhaps it was a bigger part of Aaron's submissiveness than Steven could understand. Maybe, after he joined the club things would be more clear, or perhaps he could talk with more doms and get some advice.

He used the rest of the weekend for some more practice and then on Sunday night, he allowed his father's cage to come off and for him to have sex with his wife. Steven had sex with Sandy at the same time next to his parents. He made sure to be a little controlling by commanding his parents during the act, to remind them he was there and letting them know that they were currently only having sex because of him.

The rest of the week proceeded in a similar vein; some practice, some sex, and lots of nerves. Then on Friday, Nathan and Ericka returned. They were there for their regular fun, but mostly they needed to explain to Steven and Sandy what they would see and expect from the initiation and the club in general.

After the greeting ritual and dinner, they sat together in the living room. The slaves were allowed to sit on the couches to participate in the conversation, as their experience would be useful. Nathan started, "Tomorrow is going to be a long day. As your sponsors, we must ensure you don't embarrass us or the club."

Steven and Sandy both sat up straighter, the seriousness in Nathan's voice evident. He continued, "First, secrecy. You both signed the NDA, so there are legal issues with divulging member names or activities. We avoid giving out last names; don't ask, don't tell. You'll likely figure out some names, it's not a big deal, just don't go looking for it; it will help protect them and yourself.

"Next, health. You've got your health test and the results were sent to the app on your phones. When you enter the club, you'll be expected to scan your app to confirm a clean bill of health. If you meet up with a member outside of the club, everyone will scan everyone else's app. If you have a relationship with someone who's not a part of the club, they can either also get a health check and the app and you can scan it. Or if you don't do that, you'll need a new test before you're allowed to participate in club events. If you're interested in being with other people, you should look within the club first. There are about 500 members, so you should be able to fulfill any desire for variety and it will keep everyone safer.

"The initiation will happen at 6 pm, it should take about 15 to 20 minutes. Once it's over, basically, it's going to turn into a pretty massive orgy. There is a system for joining into other's activities, there will be three colored wristbands. Red means don't ask to join, if they want something they'll approach other members unless they're also red. With yellow, people may approach you, but won't join unless given specific permission. And green, means completely free use, any gender, in any hole, without asking. You and Sandy will likely be in red for your first time, otherwise, you will be completely overwhelmed. Every member who has met you so far has asked me to facilitate a meeting for sex. And my guess is that there will be around 200 members there tomorrow night and most will want the same. Ericka and I will try to stem the tide, but your family is just going to be in such high demand."

"Are we that unique?" Steven asked.

Nathan wobbled his hand back and forth, "kind of. Incest is hot to members, but you're not the first. You've already met Courtney and Nicole, twin sisters. There are also two parents and a daughter group, all submissives. There are two sons who Dom their mother. And there is another brother-sister, dom-sub couple. So, fraternal twins and their parents; three slaves and one master are technically unique. Now, if you'd all been subs, we'd have to beat them off with a stick because of how popular you'd be." Nathan gave Steven a wicked smirk, and he just rolled his eyes.

"We'll all get there early to look around the space, meet some higher members, and plan for your performance. At five o'clock, there will be a cocktail hour; there is no sex until after your performance, so this is the time to show off, with lingerie, outfits, or nudity. We should get some things for the slaves to wear and something good for the Masters. On that note, we brought you something." Nathan said and nodded to Ericka, who got up and went to their bags and pulled out a garment bag. She unzipped it and showed Steven a dark suit, with a dark shirt and dark tie; it looked very expensive. She then pulled out several pieces of lingerie; leather and lace ones.

"Wow," Steven whispered, while Sandy squealed looking at the other things. Steven stood up and said, "Ericka, why don't you start getting them dressed, so I can see what I like. And Nathan can I have a word with you?"

Nathan nodded and they went out to the backyard furniture; which had quickly become their unofficial meeting area. Nathan asked him, "Anything wrong?"

"No. Nothing like that. Just looking for some advice, so I don't embarrass myself tomorrow."

"Alright," Nathan said.

"I want to know what to expect tomorrow. Specifically, what is expected of Sandy. I don't think I'm ready to watch her with other men. And if I deny her to them, will I be... shunned?"

"Don't worry too much about doing or not doing anything specific. There are many people, with many kinks and many expectations; you can't please everyone. And while some people jump in wholly, right away, most take their time. Most will do the initiation, watch the party, maybe do one or two small things, then they will meet with members for smaller encounters, then move up to private parties, then maybe they will join the big club events. But, some don't. Some stick with private encounters and small parties. There is no 'right' way to be a part of this world. There are several wrong ways, but you shouldn't have to worry about that.

"So if you stay dressed and against the wall all night, you likely won't even hear anything about it. I do not recommend being 'that' standoffish, but it's an option. As for Sandy, for all public club events, she is 'your' slave. I'll ask or recommend actions, but you'll have the final word. This includes what sexual acts she performs or doesn't. Obviously, she retains free will and could tell you to fuck off, but I think she's devoted enough that that's not going to come up. So what is expected of her, is as much as you're willing to give of her. If you're not comfortable with her ever even touching another person at a club event, that's your right. Of course, if people don't think you'll trade, then you won't get invites to private parties. But that is your right as her master.

"Every member who going to be there tomorrow has been where you and Sandy have been, and knows how overwhelming it can be, so just stay calm, join a few small encounters, watch, listen, meet people, and ask questions. Ericka and I will be there, and your parents have seen it all, we will all be around to smooth out the edges, look to us if you get overwhelmed."

Steven leaned back and thought about what Nathan had said. It seemed every time he talked privately with Nathan, he was overwhelmed by the possibilities of his words. Hundreds of naked people in an orgy, with most of them wanting and watching him and Sandy was an absolutely daunting thought.

They talked about Steven's ideas about the performance and smaller things for a few more minutes before they returned to the house. There in the living room, the three slaves were dressed in sexy, skimpy, tight, leather outfits. His father had on very tight, very short, short shorts. A suspenders-like harness and a leather bridle with reins held within his mouth. The shorts were so tight that Steven could see the details of individual wires on his cock cage.

Sandy wore a similar outfit. The bottoms were a high-waisted, black, leather thong, and she also had a suspender-like harness, that went up to cover her nipples, and had a bit more detail, as straps extenuated and outlined her small breasts, as well as connected to her collar. His mother's outfit was a black, leather mini dress, but the breasts were completely open.

Steven walked to them and circled around, looking and lightly touching them and the leather. "Very nice! Sexy," he said as he groped his mother's breast, then twisted her nipple. She let out a little squeak. He stepped back and just looked for a minute, imagining them together on leashes in the middle of a big room, surrounded by many others in similar outfits. "Let's see what else you brought."

Ericka helped unhook buckles and peel off the leather, as some of it was very tight. They all just stripped down in the middle of the room, smiling and joking around. Once they were naked again, Ericka handed them softer, classic lingerie. His father pulled on a silk thong, and nothing else, but his collar. For the fact that Aaron had been mostly naked for the past few weekends, somehow, him just in just a thong was more intimate.

Sandy put on the black garter and stockings set that Steven had been shown on his phone a few weeks ago. His mother must have sent the same photos to Nathan and he must have approved their purchase. In person, she looked even more sexy than in the photos. She wore the hell out of them and they made her ass look perfect.

And his mother wore a white corset set and stockings. Her breasts were pushed up and together, making them look fuller and larger. The thong she wore showed off her ass quite well. He again took a few minutes to admire them and decided he liked the softer look better, but asked Nathan something, "Nathan, what would you say, from a BDSM perspective, is the difference between leather and lace?"

Nathan smiled, "I would say different people have different thoughts on it. But for me, leather is for dark, loud, sweaty parties. Lace is for slower, softer, quieter events; it's more elegant."

"And what is the cocktail hour?" Steven asked.

"Softer, slower," Nathan said carefully.

"Excellent! We'll go with these for cocktail hour," Steven said, gesturing to his slaves, sounding more confident than he felt.

Ericka clapped and smiled, "Wonderful! Slaves, you heard him. Take them off carefully, so we don't ruin them tonight!" And his family proceeded to strip again.

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As Sandy finished removing the stockings, Master Steven had removed his own clothes and sat on the couch. He called to her, and she rushed over and dropped to her knees in front of him. Steven then moved his foot onto her lap and asked her if she would like to give them a rub.

She rubbed them tentatively at first, but as he kept saying how good it felt, she warmed to the task. He was moaning softly. His other foot lightly brushed against her pussy. She wondered if he noticed how wet she was. She allowed herself to enjoy just how soft his feet were. He groaned how nice it felt and lifted the foot she was rubbing higher so it was now just below her face. The other foot stretched out and was now resting against her cunt. He wasn't moving it. He seemed to enjoy the attention and she became completely focused on pleasing him with an excellent foot rub.

She heard Ericka get up and suddenly she was beside him. She started kissing him as she sat on the couch. They were making out for a while and she was just rubbing his foot, but while he kissed her, he thrust the other foot out even further and it pressed into her pussy. She felt his toes rub slowly as Ericka kissed his neck, and then he looked down and told her to kiss his feet. She kissed his sole once, then again and again. He moaned loudly at the sensation, as Mistress Ericka started to suck Master's nipple and she kissed his feet. Licking slowly between toes, and kissing the top of his foot.

She closed her eyes and sucked his toes passionately, so excited to make him excited. This went on for a while until Mistress tapped her head and motioned to her. She stopped and gave them some room. Ericka lifted his cock, got on top of him, and Sandy ended up kissing his feet and legs on the couch while her Mistress fucked him. As Mistress increased her rhythm, Sandy redoubled her efforts, worshipping her Master's feet. Showing him that she would do anything for him.

As Steven came within Mistress, he cried out and shook, hugging her tightly to him. He then whispered something into her ear. Mistress Ericka slowly withdrew from Steven's cock and held his spunk in her pussy, then moved down and hovered over Steven's foot, where she opened her hand and cum dripped from her pussy onto Steven's foot. "Clean it up," Steven said softly.

Mistress rubbed her pussy over the foot, adding more cum and her own juices while spreading it over more area. When she moved away, Sandy didn't even hesitate. Licking quickly across the top of the foot, sucking off the toe, kissing it every once and while. Master Steven moaned as Mistress Ericka returned to his cock and cleaned it with her mouth.

Chapter 38

After a night of passion, practice, and bondage, the day of the initiation came. Although they had hours before they had to leave, the morning felt rushed. Making sure they had enemas, shaving all unnecessary hair, eating, packing, and cleaning up, but finally, they piled into the car and headed out. The girls dressed in light sun dresses and his father wore the tight outfit that Steven had been so reluctant about a few weeks ago; he wasn't going to be seen by the random public, so he didn't sweat it too much.

They pulled the car behind the club, got out, and walked up to the back door, where Nathan used a keycard, and then entered a code into the pad. Nathan brought them to a large square room with dozens of beds along the walls, various BDSM devices on one side, a bunch of tall tables on the other side, and a large built-in stage on the far wall. Nathan continued to lead them in toward a group of five people standing around a table drinking. He said to the twins, "This is the board of directors of the club." He first indicated to Alan, who the twins had met before, dressed in an expensive gray suit, "You remember Alan." Everyone shook his hand.

Then he moved to a short, maybe 5'4", young, pretty Hispanic man, with short black hair and a thin mustache, dressed like the twins' father, in a stereotypical gay man outfit, short light pink shorts, a tight, short button-up white shirt, and a yellow handkerchief around his neck. "This is Hector," Nathan said.