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Sunny and I were sitting in the dining room, having coffee. We had woken up in the same bed with Jillian, with Sunny in the middle. But we had quietly gotten out of bed. Sunny had thrown on some clothes from her bag, not much, just some underwear and an over-sized sweatshirt. We took turns brushing our teeth and using the toilet. Then, we tiptoed down stairs, not waking Jillian.
Sunny looked up from her coffee and said, "Robbie, we need to talk about your Kittens."
I said, "I'm not sure I like the look on your face, or the tone in your voice, Sunny. Are you mad at me?"
"Not really. I'm just worried you're letting being a Dominant go to your head."
"I'm trying not to," I countered.
"OK. Let me put it this way, Robbie. It's Saturday Morning. Last Saturday Morning, just one week ago, how many submissives did you have in your stable?"
I thought for a second. "There was just Blue and Red."
"And how many do you have today?" Sunny continued.
"Let me think."
"You've lost count already?"
"There's Blue and Red. That's two. Sally and Terri, four. You, five. Then, Nurse Nancy and Dr. Piggie."
Sunny interrupted. "What about Amethyst?"
"I'm getting to her. I'm going in order. What's the count up to?"
"I was five. Nancy and Piggie make seven."
"OK. Then, let's see, Thursday was crazy. Amethyst, eight. Mrs. Bahl is a maybe."
Sunny added, "There shouldn't be any maybes, Robbie."
"I won't count her then. OK. Tiny Gina and Blix the Giant. That's ten."
"What about that girl in the park? What's her name?"
"Park."
"Yes. Her name?"
"Marsha Park."
Sunny giggled. "That's like a comedy routine."
I shrugged. "She's a friend of Terri's. She sucked my cock. She was pretty good too. But I didn't Dominate her. There's no commitment there."
"Would you make room for her in your stable, if she begged to be fucked and trained by you?" Sunny pressed.
I paused. "Yes." Then thought again. "No. Maybe. I don't know." I felt guilty for wanting to fuck a beautiful girl. Should I?
Sunny chuckled. "You're incorrigible. What about the other one, the boy?"
"Evan. He's eighteen. And he's interested in Terri. Terri is going to make him into her little Bitch."
"Does he have a nice cock?"
I nearly did a noser with my coffee. "He was our waiter! At the restaurant! I did not see his cock, for God's sake!"
"But, you said he's got a nice thick cock."
"No. I said I was teasing Terri with that possibility."
"And you had Evan make Terri cum?"
"No. I told Terri that her orgasm would be triggered when Evan brought her food to the table."
"So, you had Terri imprint her pleasure on Evan."
I scratched my head. "I didn't think of it that way."
"Well, we had better get Evan checked out with Dr. Shapiro, because Terri is going to fuck him raw."
I rubbed my face, thinking. I got up and walked toward the kitchen. "I'm going to freshen my coffee. Do you want anymore?"
Sunny shook her head. "No. I like coffee. But it doesn't like me as much anymore. I have to watch out that I don't have too much caffeine."
I refilled my coffee cup. There was enough for Dad or Jillan to have a cup, whoever came downstairs. Fuck! What a weird situation. But I had to admit, it was exciting not knowing who my father would be this morning. I stirred a little sugar into my coffee and walked back into the dining room.
Sunny smiled at me. "So, Robbie, between Red and Blue, last week, when you only had two subs, who was your Primary?"
"Sunny, I think you know this." I took a sip of coffee and sat back down. "That was Blue. I love my Dad. But, well, how can I say this? While I have toyed with bisexuality, and that's all sort of wild and fun, I think I'm primarily hetero. I mostly like girls. I enjoy Dad sucking my cock. And I even enjoyed fucking his ass. But, girls will always be my primary focus. Plus, Blue was my first submissive, and she's my mother. There are emotional bonds between a Mother and Son. It's different with a Father. Well, at least it's different with my Dad."
Sunny nodded. "So, a week ago. There was just you, Red and Blue. No other lovers. No other kittens on the side. And by Sunday Evening, how many Kittens were in your stable?"
I thought back. "We covered this. I guess, five: Blue, Red, Sally, you, and then Terri."
"Some Doms can content themselves with one sub, Robbie. And it can go on like that for a lifetime." She sounded like that might be something she would want. "They don't feel a need to prove themselves by acquiring more and more and more."
"I don't think I'm trying to prove anything."
Sunny waved her arms in circles around her head. "Then what is this all about?"
"I think I'm...," and I trailed off. I pondered this for a bit before answering, "I guess I'm responding to the needs of my subs."
"What are those needs, Robbie?"
"Do you want me to list them?"
"Yes. I do." There was a fire in Sunny's eyes, a cold determination to hash this out.
"In what order?"
"Start with Blue."
"OK. Blue was in a stale, dysfunctional marriage. She was sexually frustrated, beyond frustrated, stifled, and emotionally cut off from my father, from her whole life actually. She craved feeling sexually desired. She craved sexual adventure. She craved a sexual Dominant. And I stumbled upon and responded to those fantasies and those needs."
Sunny nodded. "I can see that. What about Red?"
"Dad is messed up. Uncle Nick has done a number on his head for more than a quarter century. Jillian is a manifestation of that."
"I really like Jillian," Sunny simply stated.
"I sort of guessed that when I was eating her cum out of your pussy last night."
Sunny purred. "That was so sexy, Robbie. Especially with her sleeping right next to us while you ate me out."
I corrected her. "I think Jillian was pretending to be asleep. And she didn't fall back to sleep until after we finished, until after you fell asleep between us."
Sunny said, "Really? You're sure?" She shook her head. "But you just met Jillian last week! You didn't know her from the start. Did you? You didn't know everything your father was hiding."
"I still don't know about the full extent of Dad and Uncle Nick's relationship. I didn't know about Nick having sex with Dad until after Blue and I revealed our relationship to Red. And I didn't know that Nick had tortured Dad. I didn't know that Dad was being blackmailed. Damn it, my Uncle is scum! But, I've figured out that my Dad's relationship with his brother was warped and that had affected his relationship with Mom and his relationship with me too."
"So, what need are you fulfilling with Red?"
"Red had zero confidence with his sexuality and masculinity when we began. He didn't think he deserved Mom. He didn't understand that he is sexually desirable, or how he is desirable. He didn't trust his family with his secrets and his fantasies. He didn't think he could be loved. He thought he was unlovable. For one thing, he thought he was sick for wanting to fuck his mom."