A week had passed since his unexpected debauchery with Lily. Gregor found it hard to imagine that more than half a month ago he had no will to live. His wife Gardenia's passing had left a hole in his heart that felt bottomless, and yet he found it being filled with new life and euphoria the past few weeks. He thought his sorrow had no cure, and yet the unconventional medicine he found ended up being incest BDSM with his own daughters Rose and Lily. And scarily, he was finding this heinous solution less and less profane by the day.
Rose was still happy as can be playing the role of housewife and S&M slave for Gregor, the man she saw as her true love. And Lily was just having a blast trying out new bondage positions and games with her Dad, often time teaching Gregor new BDSM tricks he could later try out on Rose.
Rose was still unaware of Gregor's infidelity with Lily, and Gregor wanted to keep it that way even if it meant threatening Lily to keep her mouth shut, or he would personally "seal it shut". A threat that ironically turned her on more than serving as a threat, but she understood the risks and obeyed.
Balancing his two daughters as a wife and mistress respectively was tricky given Rose was insistent on having Gregor prove his love for her in the form of nightly bondage play accompanied with sex with her, his "new wife".
This forced Gregor to sneak in his time with Lily during the day when and where Rose was not present to feed his mistress's still gluttonous hunger for sexual intimacy, and rough BDSM play was still the best method of satisfying both of them. He was however carefully spacing out his bondage sessions with them to both give him time to recover, and to gradually build up his sexual stamina.
"Maybe I should consider tying up, gagging, and locking one of them up somewhere discreet under the context of "neglect play" and tell the others that they are taking some kind of extended extra-curricular program away from home as a cover story?" Gregor said to himself trying to brainstorm ideas for freeing up his sex schedule and reducing risk of exposure all while still satisfying everyone's libido, kink, and desires.
While pacing about the house talking to himself about other BDSM alternatives, he held his tongue when he saw his 18-year-old daughter Iris in the corner of his eye. Iris standing was standing in the laundry room focusing on getting everyone's laundry done.
It was one of the few new household responsibilities she managed to hold on to despite Rose's insistence on doing it herself, likely to feed her fantasy of being seen as the "housewife" to replace her mother Gardenia and Gregor's "new wife." Iris was wearing nothing but a thin, loose blue T-shirt and her shiny, skintight black bike shorts she usually used for exercising, all of which was further proof she was down to her last set of clean clothes.
Iris paid no attention to her father, signaling a sign of relief she did not overhear his perverse brainstorm. Seeing her work diligently and with purpose, Gregor realized she was effectively the last untainted and unsoiled member left in his household, with all others fallen victim to their own carnal incestuous desires. He remembered that he still had to be a father to his last remaining daughter who was neither wife nor mistress to him. To that end, he approached Iris in the laundry room in Dad mode.
"Would you like some help Iris?" Gregor asked curiously and with good intention. Iris was slightly taken aback having just noticed her father herself, but she was open to assistance.
"Sure. Rose and Lily are out right now shopping together for stuff for the house, so I would appreciate the help with everyone's clothes." Iris stated simply, somewhat more focused on the task at hand rather than the open gesture offered to her. Gregor smiled all the same, realizing he could still have a normal father-daughter relationship with at least one of his offspring, and began baling a load of wet clothes into the drier.
Iris on her end leaned into the laundry baskets and began pulling out various used clothes from each family member, her shiny black bike shorts putting her perky ass on full display every time she bent down, her blue T-shirt also shifting upward briefly revealing she had no bra in this moment.
It was a sight that did not go unnoticed by Gregor who was now quick to think dirty thoughts as blood pumped into his penis in reaction to his daughter's assets. 'Damn it Gregor, get your head out of the gutter! Rose and Lily were rare exceptions! This is not normal!' Gregor thought trying to curb his libido.
Gregor tried to steer his mind away from his incestuous sex drive by focusing on the cold wet clothes in front of him, or anything that did not further arouse him, but his attempts at mental celibacy were cut off with a sudden alarmed exclamation from Iris. "Eww! Gross!" Iris shouted in disgust as Gregor instinctively covered his crotch and tried to think of a last-minute excuse to explain his raging boner. But when Gregor looked in Iris's direction, he saw she was not looking at his junk, but at a pair of used white panties she was holding in her hands.
Confused, Gregor turned his focus away from his fantasies. "What are you yelling about?" Gregor asked genuinely curious. Iris then promptly displayed the white panties in front of her father, an act that also was not helping keep his pecker down, but Gregor quickly saw and understood what his daughter was so disgusted by. The panties were Lily's, and they had a very noticeable sex stain on the crotch. A stain that Gregor immediately knew he had contributed to.
Iris sighed as she dropped her hands and pulled the panties away from Gregor's face. "I mean...I'm glad she's not whoring herself out to literally anyone with a dick anymore, and my classmates aren't trying to "service" me any longer, but I had hoped whoever this exclusive new boy toy was that he would at least start tempering her libido. But it seems this guy is just as messy and hungry as Lily herself." Iris complained sullenly, not realizing she was referring to the very man standing next to her, and not inaccurately.
Gregor could not help but turn a little red seeing the results of his first time with Lily immortalized in fabric, but he also could not help but notice Iris turn red herself. Not simply from embarrassment or disgust, as there seemed to be a small spark of envy in her eyes.
Thinking more deeply on it, Gregor always saw Iris as the perfect, pure, and prudish youngest child who was practically asexual. But weeks of non-stop sexual binges taught him that everyone has carnal desires, and Iris was no exception, even if her appetite was vastly eclipsed by the rest of her family members.
Gregor postulated a theory, and discreetly conveyed it to Iris. "You know, just because Lily has a sexual stigma for being shameless, it doesn't mean you should have to feel shamed into not pursuing your own sexual interests. You're old enough, and no one will think less of you if you bring home a boyfriend whom you can share nights of passion with." Gregor said trying to be an accepting parent. But his speech only prompted Iris to suddenly slam the shorts in her hands onto the washer.
