This is a sequel to Slave to my Son's Bully. You might want to start with that one to understand where Amy and Jessica's mind sets come from. It picks up after Amy and Jessica have been given to Amy's son and Jessica's daughter. Jake and April find themselves reluctant owners of their slave moms. There is incest in this story (obviously), as well as group sex, bondage, humiliation, and a bit OK, maybe more than just a bit) of discipline.
There is also a brief appearance by a character from one of my other stories in here. I put it in because I felt like doing it. I do that occasionally.
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Slave to my Son:
Jake:
Yeah, were April and I shocked when we walked in to Jerome's Club House. He said that he had a graduation present for us, and it was something that he couldn't take with him when he left. He insisted that it was something that he needed to give to us, since we were going to be staying around and would take care of it. April and I were baffled. We had no idea what it was, but he had been pretty cool with us lately, so we decided to at least see what it was. It would be just our luck that he would have one last prank to pull on us and saddle us with a large dog. Nope, it wasn't a dog, but it turned out to be two pets.
"WHAT THE FUCK???" I heard my voice call out.
"MOM??? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Rang through my ear in April's voice.
As you already know, Jerome and his crew told us what was going on. I'm not going to get into all that here. Suffice it to say, April and I took our mothers home with us. That was a very quiet ride back to my house. April and I just sat in complete disbelief at what we had just learned. Mom and Jessica were in the back seat of my car also trying to come to terms with our new reality. Not a word was spoken during the entire trip home. I did notice that they were holding hands when I glanced in the mirror. I also couldn't help notice that they were both subtly rocking on the seat. We probably should have taken the butt plugs out before we got in the car.
We got out of the car and made our way into the livingroom. This should be interesting. I made my way over to the wet bar and proceeded to get two tumblers with ice and poured a couple fingers of bourbon in each. Yeah, April and I were only 18, but this was what I would call 'Extraordinary Circumstances'.
"Jake! You are only..." My glare shut mom up before she could finish what she was going to say.
Sitting on the couch beside April, I handed her one of the glasses saying something to the effect of 'I think that we are going to need this'. She apparently agreed as she downed half of it. Mom and Jessica were standing in front of us, still wearing their short dresses, 4-inch heels, collars, and butt plugs. Yeah, we heard Jerome's explanation, but now it was time to hear from our mom's. Mom explained what had happened to start all of this, how it escalated, and how she had come to crave it. Jessica filled in her part as well. What caught April and I by surprise was hearing them tell us how they had become lovers and wanted to stay together. That's when they hit us with the decision to sell Jessica's house and have them move in with us - with April and my approval, of course.
April and I left them there as we went out in the back yard. We needed to talk and figure out what the hell we were going to do. We refilled our glasses and sat on the deck. The door was closed, so mom and Jessica couldn't hear what we were saying.
"What - the fuck." I breathed
"Yeah. This is totally fucked up." She replied.
"So. What are we going to do? I mean, I understand that they are now lovers, and I can see the merits of all of us moving in together. What I am having a hard time with is all the rest of the shit. Are we supposed to sexually dominate out moms? I mean, what the hell do we do about that?" I asked.
After a few minutes of silence, April replied. "Moving in together is good. You guys have a bigger house and yard. That's a no-brainer. As for the rest, I think that we try to forget about it and just move on. We just pretend everything is normal, and they will eventually forget about all that shit. Let them have sex with each other, and they will return to normal after a while."
That was a good plan. Neither one of us was keen on sexually dominating our moms. We went with that. What could go wrong?
Amy:
So, Jessica and April moved in with us over the weekend. She put her house up for sale, and life moved on. Jessica was sharing my bedroom, and April moved into Jake's room. We all meshed together. Oh, there were the occasional 'Ooops' moments when Jessica and I would forget that we were actually supposed to have clothes on when wondering around the house. A couple of times either Jake or April would need to remind us that our butt plugs were showing when we bent over to pick something up. Other than that, everything was fine - until...
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE DOING!"
It had been a few months since the shit hit the fan after graduation. Jessica and I had gotten really frustrated. Sure, we had sex with each other - A LOT, but we began to crave being owned. Really, we tried being good. We tried hard. We even tried taking turns dominating each other. FYI, a total submissive really sucks at dominating. It just doesn't work. Nothing was working, and after a few months, we were reaching the breaking point.
So, that's pretty much the situation when April and Jake walked into the home office and found Jessica and I in the middle of writing an ad on Craigslist for a gang bang. The screaming question was from April. Jessica and I looked up startled. We had the deer-in-the-headlights look on our face when we were caught.
"You know what? Don't even bother answering. It's pretty obvious what you are doing." Jake commented.
Before we knew what was happening, Jessica was hauled across April's lap, while I found myself in a similar position over Jake's lap. The first few smacks hurt like hell. Neither one was holding anything back.
"Do you two sluts know how dangerous that is?" April admonished.
"Not only could you two sluts get hurt physically, but think of what would happen to our reputations if that ever got out." Jake added as he was raining blows on my ass.
As I said, the first few blows hurt like hell. The next several began sending lightning bolts to my cunt. Oh, did I forget to mention that Jessica and I were only wearing our collars and butt plugs at the time? As the fire on my ass grew, my cunt became even more of a swamp. I felt myself involuntarily push my butt up as the smacks were raining down. It was around the twentieth smack that I heard Jessica cry out in orgasm. That broke the damn for me as the pain/pleasure washed over me.
"Holy shit!" Jake exclaimed as I was humping his legs. "She just had an orgasm from getting spanked.
"So did this one." April confirmed. My jeans are drenched from her cunt."
What can I say? Jessica and I are apparently pain whores. It took a few minutes before my brain unscrambled. When I was finally able to have coherent thoughts, Jessica and I were ordered into the livingroom and to serve our children drinks. Four ice cubes and two fingers of bourbon. Family discussion time. Jessica and I were to have just plain water. Jake and April were sitting on the couch. Jessica and I were instructed to kneel in front of them.
"We've seen this coming for the last week. We tried to avoid it and hoped that it wouldn't happen, but here we are. April and I thought that if we could be as normal as possible, that the two of you would just get over everything and be normal again. Obviously, we were wrong." Jake began.
"Jake and I have been discussing this situation in case it came up. We really hoped that the two of you wouldn't make us do this, but it appears that we are left with no choice. You are forcing us to act in order to keep you two safe. You have just shown us that your cunts are overriding your good sense. "April continued.
"That being said, it is obvious that April and I need to take control of you two. Now, here's how things are going to go from now on. First thing is that the two of you will move out of the Master bedroom and into the large guest room. Once that is done, you will then move our stuff from my room into the Master bedroom. It only makes sense that the Master and Mistress get the Master bedroom. Speaking of which, you are to now refer to us as Master and Mistress. As of this point forward, we are no longer your children. We are your owners."