The Wedding Gift

In Daddy's House Now

The morning after my mom married Edward, I woke up on the floor beside their bed, my wrists tied to the headboard of their bed. Sore from the night before, I slowly sat up, and saw Mom looking down at me, smiling.

"How do you feel, sweetie?" She whispered, as I noticed my new stepfather sleeping soundly beside her.

"Sore...and horny," I confessed. She laughed at me.

"Angie, your new daddy was so happy with his present last night! I'm so proud of how well you submitted yourself to him. If he ever decides to let you go, you'll make a wonderful wife to a good strong man someday."

I couldn't help but smile a little. All my life, Mom had taught me to be obedient, although until last night, I was never allowed to be so obedient with a member of the opposite sex.

Suddenly, Edward, my new stepfather, stirred. His eyes opened and first he kissed my mother passionately, pushing down her sheets to massage her breasts. As the kiss ended he smiled down at me. All I could do was look back up at him.

"How did my new slavegirl sleep, baby?" he chuckled.

"Okay,"I answered softly, feeling ashamed of my naked body, even though he was the one who left me like this last night.

Edward's smile disappeared, and was replaced by a stern look.

"Alice," he ordered, "unbind your daughter's wrists and help her up here so I can remind her whose house she is living in now."

"Yes, My Lord," Mom was hushed as she leaned down, her large breasts dangling in my face as she undid the rope and grabbed my sore wrists. She pulled me up and I climbed up onto the bed, over my naked mother and stepfather. Edward pulled me further across the bed until my bare ass was over his lap. I could feel his cock growing beneath me as he rubbed my ass, warming it up after a night spent on the cold wood floor of the bedroom.

"Do you recall last night, Angie?" He spoke in a soft, teasing tone. "Do you remember what your mother gave me?"

He paused, waiting for my answer.

"She gave you me," I squeaked.

"That's right, baby. She gave me her beautiful eighteen-year-old virgin daughter as a sex slave, so that I would not be tempted to stray from our home should your mommy not be able to fulfill all of my needs. And since you are my new daughter and my new slave, what did I tell you to call me?"

"Daddy."

"That's right, slavegirl. And do you call me Daddy just when you feel like it?"

Finally, I remembered what he told me as he taught me to suck his cock in my mouth last night.

"No, Daddy... I am to say your name whenever I speak to you, Daddy."

"That's right, now you remember!" Suddenly his voice lowered and grew darker. "But I can't let any infraction go by unnoticed, even as you are just learning your place in my home."

I heard Mom gasp as Daddy's hand suddenly slapped my ass. I cried out loudly in painful surprise as Daddy rolled me over, rubbing my newly shaved pussy.

"Say thank you slavegirl."

"Thank you, Daddy."

"Good girl. Now get up and run a bubble bath for Mommy and me. Go on."

Not willing to risk another spanking, I quickly jumped up and ran into the master bathroom, hearing Mom and Daddy kissing some more. I kneeled beside the tub as I warmed the water and started to fill it for Daddy, pouring in the bubble bath sitting on the ledge.

As the tub filled up, Daddy came into the bathroom holding Mom in his arms as she fingered her hairless pussy with a single finger and used her other hand pinch and twist a nipple. I couldn't help but stare until Daddy spoke to me.

"Slavegirl, that's enough. You may turn off the water."

I quickly obeyed, and looked back up to notice Daddy's long, thick cock was as hard as it was last night when he took my virginity. Daddy gently set Mom down in the tub, kissing her as He sat down on the opposite side of her. I stood up, feeling I should leave, when Daddy gave me a severe look. He then looked back at Mom and nodded to her.

She blushed as she spoke to me, "Slavegirl, I need you to wash Mommy's back."

"Yes...Mommy," I answered, glancing at Daddy. He smiled a little at me as I took a loofah, soaked it, and began to massage Mommy's back with it.

"Don't miss my crack,"she added softly, looking into Daddy's eyes.

"Yes Mommy." I had bathed with Mom before, but never washed her, and had never touched her privates before. Still, my ass still stung from my earlier infraction, and so I began to rub the loofah on Mom's lower back, gradually rubbing her cheeks.

"Now me." Daddy's voice seemed to boom, and broke me from the trance I had entered as I had watched my hand moving the loofah up and down Mom's tight, firm ass. On my knees, I moved to the other side of the tub and began loofah-ing Daddy's shoulders, moving down his back gradually.

"Good girl," he teased, "don't forget Daddy's ass, too!"

"Yes, Daddy." I pushed my loofah down, and began to wash his ass cheeks like I did for Mom. Suddenly, I saw Daddy pulling Mom toward him. I watched as Daddy and Mom kneeled, and couldn't suppress my gasp as Daddy pushed his cock into Mommy's pussy with one strong thrust. He began to move his hips back and forth, just a little as he ordered, "Wife, help your daugter wash your husband and lord's ass properly."

Mom's smooth hands reached back and each pulled a cheek away from Daddy's crack. She looked at me over her husband's shoulder, and I understood. I pushed the loofah up and down Daddy's crack, my pussy beginning to make a mess down my legs as I heard Mom and Daddy moaning.

Daddy grunted, "tell me what you are."

"I am your wife and personal sex toy who worships your cock with complete devotion," Mom moaned.

"NOW!" Daddy barked, and both of them shook in each other's arms. After a minute or so, Daddy helped Mom off of his cock, then turned towards me.

"Time to practice using your mouth on Daddy, baby," he smiled, taking the loofah out of my hand. One of Daddy's strong hands went on the back of my head, the other on my right breast as I leaned against the tub to suck Daddy's cockhead.

"Tell Daddy how Mommy tastes on his cock."

"Yummy, Daddy," I looked up at him as I answered, and it was, to be honest, a most addicting taste.

"Tell Mommy how yummy she is," Daddy chuckled, keeping my face close to his cock by grabbing a fistfull of my hair.

"You taste very yummy, Mommy."

"Thank you, Angie." Mommy smiled at me, watching me as Daddy guided me back to sucking his cock.

I filled my mouth with his cock, licking Mommy's juices off of it.

"Eyes up on Daddy," my new master coached. "That's a good girl. Now try to get it into your throat... it's ok if you gag a little, baby. Daddy likes that."

Eyes up on Daddy, I bobbed my head forward, tasting Mommy more as Daddy's tip started to enter my throat. I bobbed my head a little bit furher before I gagged. Instinctively, I tried to move back, but Daddy's hands held me tight on his cock. I gagged harder and harder until Daddy finally pushed me back, letting me breathe, my 36Cs heaving.

"Good try, slavegirl, we'll just have to keep practicing, won't we?"

"Yes, Daddy," I breathed, still heaving. His hand was still on the back of my head as he began to draw me close again.

"This time, slavegirl, you just have to lick Mommy's juices off it."

I obediently bowed my head and licked up and down Daddy's cock, cleaning it of Mommy's yummy taste, keeping my eyes up on Daddy like a good girl.

"Very good, babygirl. Now keep licking further - lick Daddy's balls now, and maybe you'll get a surprise."

I pressed my tongue forward, licking my new stepfather's balls as my mother watched. As his hand on the back of my head guided me, his hand on my tit proceeded to knead it, digging his fingers into it, treating it like a piece of meat. Suddenly he pushed me back yet again and gave me my surprise - shooting his cum onto my un-abused breast.

Smiling at me, Daddy put his hands on my waist and started to lift me up.

"I think our babygirl needs to join Mommy and Daddy in the bath now."

Next thing I knew, I was sitting on Daddy's lap, with Mommy right in front of me.

"May I clean her breast, my Lord?" Mommy asked like the good submissive wife she had yearned to be after my real father abandoned us.

"Of course, my dear." Daddy answered, pulling her by her hair towards me.

I gasped as I felt my mother's lips touching my breast, and nearly jumped once I felt her tongue. I looked down and watched as she licked and sucked my breast clean of her husband and my stepfather's seed.

Daddy chuckled behind me as he pulled Mommy off my breast by her hair, and handed her the loofah. Obediently, Mommy began to wash me, beginning with my chest as Daddy leaned me back against him so that I would look at him, instead of Mommy.

"Now, slavegirl, I think we need to talk about how this household operates." He paused.

"Yes, Daddy."

"I am the head of this household. You will obey me completely, no matter how you are feeling, or if you like what you are being ordered to do. Your Mommy is my wife, and will also obey me, although as her husband I have a duty to care for her, and make sure that I do not ask too much of her. I do not have any obligation of that kind to you. Your mother has my permission to give your commands as well, and if you fail to obey her, she will report to me and I will punish you. I know you thought your spanking this morning hurt. You will never have such an easy punishment as a single spanking again."

"Furthermore," Daddy continued, "your mother is mine and mine alone. You are a slavegirl, a gift, and so you may be shared if I choose. And I will choose to share you, babygirl."

I nodded my understanding, trying to take all of this in as Mommy began to loofah my pussy, making me give a sudden moan.

Daddy laughed, "Ah, yes, slavegirl. You may have noticed your mother came upon command this morning. You must always beg for your orgasm. As you have just lost your virginity, it will take you some time to learn to control, but after enough punishment, you will learn to be a good slavegirl."

Daddy gave Mommy a nod, and she stood, getting a towel and wrapping it around her dripping body as she disappeared into the bedroom.

"Your mother is going to get your outfit for the day. Later, you will go through your clothes and throw out anything that does not show off your status as a family slave. If you dare to wear anything that a respectable woman like your mother has a right to wear, you will be punished."

I shivered as Daddy whispered this in my ear, realizing that I would not just be exposed in Daddy's house.

Mommy came in, smiling, holding two tiny pieces of black and white fabric and a pair of black heels. She set them down on the sink as she helped Daddy lift me up out of the tub. She then took off her towel and rubbed me dry in it, like when I was a little girl, taking baths all alone.

"Here we go," Mom smiled, and helped me step into a black thong witha see-through panel of white fabric hanging down from the front, like an apron. Next she put the bra on me. At least, it was outlined to be a bra with white lace. Where he cups should have been were only thin strips of black cloth that my hard nipples, short as they are, still poked through. Finally, Mommy knelt and helped me put on the heels, five inches tall that were fastened to my unsteady feet with ribbons that Mommy tied behind each of my calves in a neat, tight bow.

Gently, Mommy turned me around so Daddy could see. He smiled from the tub.

"Lovely. Our little babygirl is going to work as our maid today, and help make our new home nice and neat. Darling," he spoke to Mom, "go on and make us a breakfast, please. Our maid will help clean up this mess in here."

Mommy smiled and kissed her new husband passionately before leaving us. Daddy smiled as he watched her go, and then turned back to me.

"Get a clean towel for Daddy."

I turned around to follow Daddy's pointing finger and bent over to get it out of the cabinet. As I turned back around, Daddy was standing in the tub, water dripping off of his muscular body.

"Help me out, slavegirl."

I took his hand as he stepped out of the tub, dripping some of the warm bath water onto my scantily clad body. I then proceeded to rub the towel on his body like Mommy had done for me.

"Good girl, but my cock is still wet," he smiled.

"Yes, Daddy," I quickly rubbed the towel around his cock and balls, looking up at him nervously.

Daddy began to stroke my hair with a finger, placing his other hand on my naked shoulder.

"I know this is a lot for a good girl like you to take in, and all in less than a day," he comforted me, "but you are making your mommy so proud, and your new daddy so happy."

"Really, Daddy?"

"Yes, really, babygirl. Now, Daddy needs to rest after giving his cum to both of his girls this morning, so I'm going to lie down on the bed while you clean up this mess. When it's clean, I want you to come back into Daddy's room, curtsey in your little apron," he chuckled as he touched it gently,"and then ask Daddy how else you can serve him. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl," he smiled and kissed my lips gently, leaving me alone in the messy bathroom, holding his towel.

Using the towel in my hand, I began to mop up the water Daddy, Mommy and I had splashed on the floor. As I released the water in the tub, I placed the loofah back on the side of the tub, reaching to do so. Then I realized the throbbing in my pussy. Although the mess my pussy made on my legs this morning during Mommy and Daddy's "private" bath time had been washed away when I joined them, I realized it was starting to be recreated. Trying to ignore my own juices, I finished cleaning the bathroom, hanging the dirty towels to dry, and went out to find Daddy lying on the bed, holding his cock in one hand, the other helping to balance his laptop. He looked up at me, and I shyly curtsied, stretching my "apron" as I bent my knees.

"How else may I serve you, Daddy?"

Daddy smiled, then patted the bed before shutting his laptop and setting it on his bedside table. I sat beside him, hoping I wouldn't be punished if my juices got on his bedspread.

"Daddy doesn't need anything right now, but I think the slavegirl does," Daddy teased, rubbing his hand between my legs, making me blush.

"I'm sorry - " I started before Daddy interrupted.

"Don't be sorry, baby, this is what will make you a good slavegirl for Daddy. Now, you need to ask Daddy to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes Daddy," I looked up at him, embarrassed. He looked back at me, waiting.

"Please, will you fuck me, Daddy?"

"Yes slavegirl, you've started out being a very good maid today. Now lie down, Daddy wants to look down at his maid while he fucks her this morning."

Breathing heavily with anticipation, I laid down beside Daddy as he got up, rubbing his still-hard cock with one hand as he moved over me. Without speaking, Daddy pushed my thong aside and rubbed my pussy lips, smiling. Sitting back on his knees, he took my heels in his hands and pushed them back.

"Hold your legs back for Daddy." He ordered with little emotion.

"Yes, Daddy," I answered, watching him intently as he got on all fours above me, then lowered himself down slowly, his cock getting closer and closer to my teen pussy. Then, before I knew it, he was pushing his cock deep into me. I screamed as his cock forced its entire way into my pussy.

"That's it, scream for Daddy," Daddy grunted as he pushed his cock in and out of my pussy, not giving me a chance to get used to it before he would withdraw, and not giving me a chance to rest before he entered me again.

Holding my legs tight, i found myself moaning loudly, overwhelmed with a strange pleasure from the force Daddy used to fuck my pussy. My body moved back each time Daddy entered me with such force until I was hitting my head on the headboard, my tits were jiggling so hard they were sore in my support-less bra, but I felt the sensations I had felt last night, when Daddy had given a gift to his wedding gift - my first orgasm.

It felt so good, I surrendered to it without a second thought. I moaned loudly, closed my eyes, and let Daddy's forceful cock take me to the heights of ecstasy. I shrieked as my body shook beneath Daddy, and continued to as Daddy held me down and began to grind his cock into my cumming pussy, depositing a load of his cum into me.

As my second orgasm of my life subsided, my breathing began to slow, and I opened my eyes to see Daddy smiling sinisterly down at me. And that's when I remembered one of Daddy's rules.

"I'm sorry, Daddy!" I cried, trembling now in fear, rather than pleasure.

"Yes, I know, slavegirl." Daddy continued to smile down at me as he took his cock out of me, and sat at the edge of the bed.

"Now," he ordered, "kneel before Daddy and lick his cock clean while he decides on your punishment.

"Yes, Daddy," I whimpered, crawling down quickly, afraid of making my punishment worse if I hesitated even to catch my breath.

Kneeling before Daddy, I licked up and down his cock, tasting myself, noticing how similar I taste to Mommy. As my tongue neared Daddy's balls, I looked up at him, wondering how I would be punished.

"Is Daddy clean from his misbehaving slavegirl's juices?" He peered down at me.

"Yes,Daddy," I swallowed the last of my juices in a gulp.

"Very good. Now bend over Daddy's knees for a spanking."

Trembling still, I obeyed, clumsily standing and bending over Daddy's lap. As I laid across him, he rubbed my ass cheeks with his right hand as his left arm held me tight against him.

"Slavegirl, you will receive ten spankings,"Daddy explained. "After each spanking, you will say the number it is, and then thank me. Let's do one as a practice."

His right hand then rose up and smacked my left cheek, creating a loud SMACK.

"One, thank you, Daddy," I whimpered, breatheing heavily.

"Good girl. Now, if you should forget to count, or to thank Daddy, we will start over. Now for number one..."

SMACK

"One, thank you, Daddy!" I cried.

SMACK

"Two, thank you, Daddy!" I proceeded to count and thank Daddy, crying harder with each spanking as each cheek grew sorer and sorer. Finally, Daddy gave me my tenth and final spanking.

SMACK!!!

"Ten, thank you, Daddy," I sobbed as He helped me slide down to my knees.

"Very good babygirl. I think you will learn Daddy's rules very quickly," He smiled down at me as Mommy came in wearing a robe.

"Breakfast is ready," she announced as she noticed me crying on the floor. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes, dear," Daddy smiled at her. "Slavegirl is just learning the rules of her new home, so I'm afraid she'll have to eat her breakfast on all fours like an animal, instead of at the table like us. Daddy pulled out some boxers from his bedside table and put them on, tucking his softening cock away.

"Come one, babygirl, let's go enjoy the breakfast your Mommy has made for her family."

Getting on all fours like Daddy said, I crawled behind him as he led Mommy and me to the dining room for our first family meal.