Family Ties

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Dom Woolf

My Father and Master of the house is due home any minute and to misquote Ricky Ricardo from I Love Lucy, "I got sum esxplainin to do!" You see Dad left me in charge of my slave mother and sister while he was off on a business trip. We have a fully committed bdsm household, 24/7/365 with the understanding that the neighbors might not quite understand the whole incest/bondage/slave-master thing, so we keep it under wraps to the outside world.

That's where the explaining is gonna come in, cause I kinda blew it and let the cat out of the metaphoric bag. I was enjoying a quiet afternoon of sex and fooling around with my big titted neighbor and my big titted sister/slave Lauren and sorta lost track of the time. Mom came home and being the good little slave she is, got naked and collared and went searching for her Master. Which is a little hard to explain to the vanilla neighbor, when your mother crawls into her son's bedroom and begs her son/master to fuck her.

Connie (the neighbor) was a bit shocked. Ok, a lot shocked.

I, the big strong dominant Master type was sitting naked on the bed, my hard on melting away, and my mouth hanging open totally speechless. Lauren, who got dumped off the bed, was sitting on the floor rubbing her butt and quietly giggling hysterically.

My Mother (who in her own right is a CEO of her own line of clothing stores) summed up the situation perfectly. "Oh shit!"

Connie grasped the whole situation at a glance, folded her long naked legs into a lotus sitting position. "So that's why you're such a take charge guy nowadays." Connie looked at the both Mom kneeling on the floor and Lauren laying there giggling before looking back at me, "You're their Master?"

While my brain was trying to stammer out some kind of coherent reply and force it to my frozen vocal cords, mom began to get up off the floor.

"STAY" Connie ordered.

Mom dropped back in a submissive position. My mouth dropped open even further. Connie swung off the bed and walked around my mothers kneeling and naked posture. She slapped Lauren and the giggles tapered off.

"Kneel," She ordered Lauren who scrambled to her knees and presented her arms out in front of her.

"Wow!" Connie was standing over both the submissively posed women and looking at me with a strange look on her face. "How long has this been going on?"

Caught red handed so to speak I decided honesty was the only choice. "Dad has been Mothers Master since college; he had to take charge of Lauren when she began to run amuck last year. I only found out about all this, when I came home for the summer a few weeks ago .This was my first time to be in charge of them both and I have really screwed this up!"

"Oh I don't know about that." Connie's strange look had morphed into one I would call cat that ate the canary. She reached down and took my mothers collar in her hand. She lifted my mother up until she was sitting, up arms at her sides. Mom automatically spread her knees, opening herself up to expose herself completely.

"Does Lauren have a collar also?"

I was regaining some of my composure. "Lauren. Go get your collar and cuffs on and get back here. Now!"

Lauren looked startled as she glanced from me to Connie to mom but she scrambled to her feet and ran from the room. She was back in less than a minute, still fastening her wrist cuffs as she returned to her position on her knees in front of me.

Connie looked over the two submissive women kneeling on the floor and then beckoned to me with her finger. "Let's talk." She headed for the door of the room, her ass bouncing nicely as she stalked away.

"Stay here and clean up this room."

I followed Connie out and down to the kitchen table where we popped a couple of beers from the fridge and sat across from each other. Connie's hand stroked the cold beer bottle as if she was masturbating a cock and then she sucked the bottle into her mouth, tilted her head back, and swallowed. A little of the foam gushed from the sides of her lips and ran like cum down her chin as she set the bottle down. She scooped it up in her fingers and slowly licked them. I watched mesmerized. A single drop fell on her breast and trailed down to her nipple. She thrust her chest forward and I bent over and licked the droplet off.

"You're really fucking both your sister and your mother?"

We talked or rather I talked and she interrogated me about the whole bdsm thing, the Master/slave relationship, and the incest. We talked about domination and sex and toys and the future. Hell, we talked for three hours and drank and called down mom and sis to make dinner and we talked some more. At one point I remember Lauren was explaining about being a pain slut to Connie while kneeling at her feet, while I had mom between my legs sucking on my cock.

The whole thing began to take on a surreal, dream like quality.

I drank a lot more than I was used to both from nerves and just because every time I reached out there was a cold beer in front of me even though I don't remember anyone getting up for more.

I woke up with sunlight way too bright in my eyes, a raging hard on, and the overwhelming need to piss like a Russian race horse. I also woke up with Connie propped on one elbow watching me sleep.

"Morning Sunshine. You passed out on me last night."

'Sorry, must have drank too much. I gotta piss!" I started to get out of bed, when Connie's hand wrapped around my cock stopped me.

"Don't waste it." She scrambled out of bed. "Come with me."

She made it hard to refuse as she had hold of my cock and lead me back down to the kitchen and out on the back patio. There she led me to two wire cages inhabited by the bound forms of my mother and sister. These were Dads play cages, small with specially designed holes, the cages held a slave in such a position as to be totally available in any hole or one could reach in to play with any part of the slave.

Both Mom and Lauren were asleep, suspended in the cage by various ropes. Connie pointed my still hard cock at the cages.

"Now let er rip."

I swear I got harder. Peeing on a woman was one of those dirty little fantasy's I have had for awhile but always thought was too dirty to really try. Now Connie was suggesting I not only pee on a woman but on my mother and my sister. She was stroking my cock, teasing and pointing first at one then the other.

"Piss on them." Her voice was a whisper, soft and seductive.

With a groan I released the pent up stream of hot yellow urine and Connie directed it like a fire hose. The very first stream hitting my mother in the face, startling her awake and pouring into her open mouth. Connie swung the stream across her body and into the thick dark hair of my sister soaking it with my pee. Back and forth she played the steaming liquid until I finally ran out of juice.

The last few squirts she took into her own mouth as she knelt in front of me and began to lick and suck my cock. I stood in the warm summer morning light, a beautiful blond sucking on my cock while two naked and piss covered slaves waited in cages for my attention. Life doesn't get any better.

Just as I started to cum, Connie pulled back from my cock and directed my dick as she pumped it, so I came showering the cages and my slaves' hair and bodies with my spunk.

Connie licked up the last drops of my cum. "Not enough for breakfast but maybe we can coax some more out later." We released mom and sis and sent them off to shower while Connie and I made breakfast. We even allowed mom and sis to sit at the table to eat, while we talked.

I found out what I missed from the night before. After discussing most of the ramifications of the family situation Connie agreed to keep things a secret if she was allowed to join in. Connie had no intention of being submissive; she was way to outgoing for that. She wanted to try her hand a being a dominatrix.

She had gotten a good start last night, after I passed out she had mom get the toy box out and spent several hours having mom and Lauren demonstrate how to use the toys or rather how to have the toys used on them.

Lauren got to demonstrate the use of a two ended dildo strap on. Connie had her strap it on, inserting one end in her own pussy and the other in moms tied open pussy. Connie used the riding crop to motivate Lauren into fucking her own mother at just the pace she demanded.

Connie explored the nipple clamps called clover clamps. The neat thing about clover clamps is the more one pulls on the chain attached to them the tighter they clamp. So when she clipped one end on moms nipple and the other end on Laurens and when she whipped Lauren into a nice fast fucking motion, well let's just say the movement caused the clamp to do it's thing, bringing pain to both even as they fucked to orgasm.

Connie had joined me in bed late last night after tossing both mom and sis into cages. This morning she had offered her proposal. I had agreed in principle subject to final decision by my Father. This brings me back to sitting here, waiting for Dad to get home.

Mom had offered some suggestions which I gratefully took. Let me tell you, when the CEO of a successful retail chain and the thirty-plus year wife of a Dom offers suggestions on how to handle said dom, especially when you have fucked up big time; you're a fool if you don't listen.

So that is why I am sitting in the recliner, dressed in a dark slacks and an open shirt, my naked (except for collar and chains) sister on her knees at my feet. My Mother is dressed the same as my sister except for a leash which is in the hands of Connie who looks killer in black leather pants and a lift and push out half bra that exposes her large nipples and sets her big melons way up high. She is sitting in the other recliner and together we present the picture of bdsm domestic bliss.

The front door opened and slammed (I jumped, Connie didn't) and in strode my Father bags in hand. He stopped in the doorway of the living room, took in our little one act play, and motioned to me to follow him with one finger. Connie started to get up but he issued one command.

"Stay!"

Connie sank back down and shrugged her shoulders at me as I hurried to catch up with my Father as he headed up the stairs to his room. I waited at the door just as I used too as a small child.

"Come in son. I can see you have been busy. Explain." He sat on the edge of his bed and I stood almost at attention as I gave him a short version of the last three days. He listened without a word until I had finished, then proceeded to give me one of the most through dressing downs I had ever received.

He beckoned me to follow him and returned to the living room. He sat in his usual chair and explained to everyone that I had made several errors in judgment (his words) and now must be punished. Connie sat up at that point and looked interested. He ordered my sister to take down my pants and underwear.

As I stood in the living room of my parent's home, nude from the waist down I began to realize just how humiliating it was to be the naked center of attention. Connie was watching with a sort of half smile on her face, my Mother knelt beside her looking at me with a sort of sad smile. My brat of a sister was openly grinning as my Father bent me over his knees, ordering me to spread my legs.

There is something about being naked from the waist down, bent across a man's knees knowing your presenting your naked ass, balls and cock for everyone to see that is both embarrassing and totally designed to take you right back to being a naughty five year old.

The first swat stung, the next even more, from there it just sort of kept building as Dad whaled on my butt. These weren't just smacks; he was putting his entire arm and muscle into each stroke. I could feel his palm press deep into the fat and muscle of my buttocks as his powerful spanking continued. I found myself crying silently, vowing not to make a sound. Dad stopped at one hundred and stood me back up.

He ordered me to stand where I was and not say a word until he got back, then he took Connie upstairs. I stood arms at my sides resisting the urge to rub my burning ass cheeks. My sister ever the brat and not having been ordered to do or not do anything crawled over and playfully patted my aching rear end. I looked down at her and growled deep in my throat which just got her to lick my inflamed ass cheeks.

She knew she would pay later but for now there was nothing I could do to stop her as she kneaded my butt sending shooting pains across my ass. She crawled around in front of me and began to suck my, up to now, limp dick into her hot mouth. Bitch that she is she continued to squeeze and press her fingers into the aching muscles of my buttocks even as her mouth and tongue stimulated my semi hard cock.

Talk about pain and pleasure. Lauren added insult to injury by slowly pushing her index finger into my tight asshole and pressing on the sensitive nerve cluster inside almost triggering me to cum. She kept it up until I was hard as a rock and standing tall. That's when she got her payback. She crawled back to spot next to the chair leaving me exposed and erect. Of course, that is exactly when Dad and Connie made their return.

"Ohh the bad boy's been having naughty thoughts." Connie teased.

Dad just looked at my erection and then at my sister. We both knew that he had figured it out and at least sis had the decency to blush.

"He is your problem now, at least for the next two weeks." Dad was looking at Connie as he said this so his next words weren't quite the surprise they might have been.

"I think you need to learn what it means to be helpless and needing the protection of your Dom.' He was standing in front of me as he said this so I guess he meant me. "You are going to be her slave for the next two weeks, so you can learn not to take your responsibilities so lightly."

I felt the collar go around my neck as Connie slipped it on from behind.

I was fucked.

Now I didn't need to go along with this. I could have refused, it was my choice, but if I did I knew all the fun and games would come to a complete halt, as well as my position in the family and probably my college funding as well. Dad never did do things by half measures.

Connie snapped on a set of wrist cuffs and a set of walking cuffs on my ankles. She locked a leash on my collar and picked up my pants and underwear, but she didn't give them to me she just lead me out the back door and towards her house.

My one happy moment came from the scream and the meaty swat I heard as the door closed behind my new Mistress and me. Sis was paying for her little tricks and for the next two weeks so was I.

Connie pulled on my leash and headed for the alley that went between the street her house was on and the one our property was on. Suddenly I was very conscious of the fact that except for the tee shirt and collar I was wearing I was starker's, naked, nude and my red ass, cock and balls were on full display for whoever we ran into.

Connie continued on down the alley tugging at my leash. I had no choice but to hope and pray that nobody was around to see my little streak. My luck hadn't changed, half way down the alley two of the neighborhood girls walked out of the gate that accessed their property.

I looked for a place to hide or at least shield my lower body; my new mistress had other plans. She hailed the girls, who on second look were at least collage age and obviously friends of Connie's.

The girls headed over to Connie and when they finally spotted me trying to hide behind her, burst out laughing.

The taller blond looked me over from top to bottom so to speak. "Connie, darling, who's your pet?"

The shorter blond walked around me checking out the package as Connie stated, "This is my new slave. He is a friend who lost a bet and has to be my toy for two weeks. I am planning a little get together tonight, why don't you drop by around seven?"

The short blond was feeling up my ass. "Whatcha serving? Hotdog?"

All three laughed at that. The girls agreed to drop by and Connie headed on down the alley. Fortunately we didn't run into anyone else as we reached Connie's parents house.

Once inside Connie immediately put me to work cleaning house. It needed it. Female bachelorettes are as messy as males when they don't expect company. However as I learned they are much more demanding of perfection in cleaning when they are expecting.

Connie left to run a few errands but left me with more than enough housework to keep me busy. When she returned she had enough food, pre made party plates, snack trays and dips and chips for a small army all of which had to be arraigned to her satisfaction.

When everything was ready my new mistress escorted me to the shower and proceeded to have me debilitate from the neck down. She had bought hair removal creams that she had me rub in all over my body and once they had been showered off she used a razor and shaving cream to remove the rest.

I don't know how girls feel about shaving their legs and underarms, let alone their pussy but for a guy to be hairless and I mean all over feels the most naked I have ever been. Worse I was conscious of being naked more so than I have ever experienced.

She gave me clothes to wear for her party, if one can call chaps and a wife beater tee shirt clothes. The chaps left my cock and ass exposed and the wife beater tee was one size too small clinging very tightly to my torso.

I guess she had been making some phone calls because at five to seven her guests began to arrive. I had to open the door in my cute outfit with my collar and cuffs and ankle chain, escort her guests to the living room, and get their drinks. Per her instructions I was not allowed to say anything unless asked a direct question and was not allowed to refuse any requests or liberties they might take. And take they did!

Oh My God was usually the first comment I would hear as I opened the door, followed by a bunch of giggles and ohh's and aww's. I'd like to think it was because of the size of my impressive package but I know I'm just average sized and the commotion was due to the unexpected sight and unusual circumstances.

It was seven thirty by the time her guests, all seven including the two blonds from the alley had arrived, been seated and given food and drink. Connie announced to the group that I was to be their servant for the night and would perform as requested.

The short blond from the alley immediately had me pose and turn and bend so she and the other guests could inspect the goods. She grabbed my ass and spread my ass cheeks, teasing my ass hole with her fingers. She asked Connie if I had ever been ass fucked?

Connie directed me to answer.

"No Maam, I have not."

Blondie laughed and said "Not until tonight!"

I am so screwed and it looks like you can take that one literally.

The others of course had to feel my muscles and balls and pull and stroke my cock. One pretty brunette sucked me into her mouth and licked the underside of my dick to get it harder than it was already. She then rolled a cock ring down the shaft. This made my cock turn a deep purplish red and appear very shiny.

She explained to the others that her ex boyfriend used it to stay hard for hours and keep from cumming. The ladies laughed and agreed that that would be a good thing as they had plans for my manhood.

Connie suggested that they start by seeing how good her new toy (me) was at eating pussy. A petite redhead with long hair lifted her skirt and called.