Brady was sitting at the kitchen table working on his second cup of coffee when Kevin walked in. "Morning." Kevin said with his morning raspy voice.
Brady held his cup up toasting him. "Morning bro. Sleep ok last night? You should have after that workout you had." He said chuckling. "That slut of yours is a noisy one."
"HA! You've got a lot of room to talk." Kevin said as he poured himself a cup of coffee. "I thought you were killing mom at one point."
Brady laughed. "She is a noisy slut at times. But I love it. I could sit and listen to her and aunt cum all day long."
"Did you have any idea mom was like this before you moved back home?"
"Not a bit bro. It was a shocker to me. But once I got over the initial shock the first time she went down on me, I knew I had to keep her. I remember that first time. She put up a weak defense. I think that was more out of what she thought was expected. But I could tell it was something she wanted as much as I did. And it wasn't the sex as much as the domination and control. She craved it. She does have a sexual appetite that is insatiable."
Kevin sat there soaking in every word. "I gotta be honest bro. I'm really jealous. I've finally wrapped my brain around the fact that you own both mom and aunt. But my curiosity is really eating at me. I'd love to experience both of them just once."
Brady stared at him. If it had been anyone else he would have been irritated that he wouldn't let it go. But it was his little brother. He decided to ignore his plea. "So what are your plans for today? Anything special with Sue?"
Kevin just sighed in resignation that his confession just fell on deaf ears. "I'm taking Sue out. She's going to get some sexy lingerie and then I'm going to take her somewhere and have her branded as my slut."
Brady almost spit his mouthful of coffee all over the table. "What the fuck!? You sure move fast bro. You just spent one night with her. Is she onboard with this?"
"Yeah. She loves the idea. We were thinking just some type of tattoo somewhere on her body. A tat that would be somewhat generic. At least for now. That way every time dad looks at her he'll be reminded who she belongs to. If our relationship develops over time, then we'll look at a more specific tat that would brand her as mine."
"Well you've thought that through. I'll give you credit for that. Your timing is also spooky. I've been thinking about getting mom and aunt branded for a couple weeks now. I was going to get that done today because a package came yesterday that will be part of what I have planned for them."
"I'm going to go shower. Get ready for the day." He was still pissed at his brother as he walked away. He knew he'd get over his jealousy with what Brady had with their mom that he'd never have. He also knew better than to push his brother on this. Brady was always possessive with whatever he owned. He didn't even share his toys when they were kids.
Brady walked into the bedroom as his mom was getting dressed and aunt Jean was in the shower. He walked up behind her and cupped her massive tits. He nuzzled her neck. "Good morning sexy! Did you sleep good last night?" He asked chuckling.
Dena reached around her head and grabbed his neck, pulling his head into her neck. "Good morning baby! I slept great. You really wore me out." She giggled. Dena turned in his arms. She whispered to him as Jean was in the shower. "Thank you for last night. You made me feel so special. I lost track of how many times you brought me off. After our playtime on the couch I was feeling a little left out as sis was riding you last night."
"I know. I could tell. I thought you two were ok with our little love triangle?" Brady had wondered all night if his mom was changing her mind about their three-way relationship.
"Oh no baby!" She continued to whisper, not wanting Jean to hear. "I'm very ok with Jean being part of what we have. I wouldn't want it any other way. I've experienced something with her that I don't ever want to give up." She paused. "I don't know what happened. I just had a moment of jealousy seeing her riding you and giving you the pleasure I wanted to give you. But that's not how I feel about you or her. I love it when she gives you pleasure. And I love it when you take her. I don't want to lose any of what we have. I guess I just feel a little possessive of my baby sometimes." She said smiling.
Brady grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back. A position he held them in when he wanted their undivided attention, and they knew it. "OK! I'll take your word for it. I understand the possessive part. I really do. That's how I feel about you two. But if this ever becomes an issue between the two of you I want to hear about it immediately. Understand slut?"
"Yes sir!"
"Good girl!" He kissed her hard. "I'm not letting either of you go. But if I have to choose between you two, you're not going anywhere." Dena smiled. "I love you mom. You're in my bed for the rest of your life." He paused. "But like I said, I love you both. I'm a selfish man. I'm not letting either of you go. Your both going to serve me for the rest of your lives." He kissed her tenderly. "You and aunt get dressed. I'm taking you both out. It's time I put my stamp of ownership on both of you."
Dena smiled with excitement. "What did you have in mind? I can't wait."
"Can't wait for what?" Jean asked walking in the bedroom and next to Dena with her bath towel wrapped around her.
Brady reached for the towel and pulled it off her body, letting it fall to the floor. "There! That's better!" He said smiling. "We've been talking about some kind of seal of ownership on you two. I decided it's time. I'm tired of talking about it. I'm taking you both to a tattoo shop. Having you both branded."
The sisters looked at each other smiling. Dena reached for his cock and squeezed it through his pants. "Oh sweetie! You have no idea how turned on I am right now thinking about being branded as your slut."
"Same for me baby." Jean added. "We were wondering what was taking so long." The sisters giggled.
Brady grabbed them both by the back of their necks and pulled them into his body, kissing each of them hard. He then pushed their heads together. The sisters shared a kiss as their hands roamed over the other's chest. "Tomorrow night I was thinking about having a little ceremony. I've been talking with Jerry."
"What kind of ceremony?" Dena asked.
"Collar you both. Jerry offered to let us have it at his place."
"Oh baby! I've been reading up on that." Jean replied. "The more I read about it, the more I wanted it." She reached up and kissed him on the neck as her hand dropped next to Dena's. Both sisters now squeezing his cock. "Brand me baby! Then collar me! I belong to you! I'm your slut for life!"
"Isn't collaring a sub the ultimate expression of a Master taking ownership of his slave?" Dena asked as she massaged his balls while Jean rubbed his hardening shaft.
