I couldn't agree more, so far it's been very addicting, I can't wait myself for the Mas. & Mis. to show up

 

it excites me reading it and im always fully naked when i read it lol out of respect for master & mistress honestly no other reason nothing to see here i swear

 

id do it

 

Next chapter finished... just letting it sit for a little bit before I proof n post. Am quite happy with it, even though - again - it's totally not what I was expecting I would be writing! I was expecting the market to be done in maybe a few hundred words... but - that hasn't happened. I have no regrets.

 

Chapter Eight

Master, Mistress, and their two slaves all disappeared into the Master bedroom to get ready to go to the market. Sandy disappeared into her room, and Steven into his. There were no locks on the doors inside the house except the main bathroom, but at that moment Steven dearly wished there was one on his bedroom door. His cock was tenting his boxers, and there was a visible wet patch where his cock head was pressing outward.

Whilst Master had been giving Sandy a lesson in open-air urination with their parents, Mistress Erin had wanted to know all about how he had fared sleeping in his sister's bed with her. When he initially said that simply nothing had happened, Mistress's hand, which was firmly pressed against his loosely covered cock, squeezed. Just gently. But pointedly. Steven did not have a great amount of experience with women, but he knew this type of behavior, from an older woman, a friend of his parents - would normally very much not be "okay". This wasn't how a woman should treat a friend's teenage son. But this wasn't a normal friend, this woman owned his parents, and he was very much starting to see why.

"Remember, Steven. It's just common courtesy to be honest." Her fingers teased his cock, making it incredibly hard for him to think.

Nonetheless he recounted how he and Sandy had 'just talked', but soon found himself confessing that Sandy had admitted she had been 'excited', until Master had involved their dad. All the while they could see out the window as Master guided Sandy with slave aaron and slave maryanne. Mistress' fingers concentrated around the head of Steven's cock, feeling his foreskin sliding back and forth over his crown, making him quiver slightly at such intense intimate sensations in such unusual circumstances.

"Did you hear anything during the night, Steven?" Mistress wasn't asking him.

"I'd been dreaming, a nice dream... and..."

"Was it about your mom?"

Steven's blush spoke for him.

"Don't be ashamed. Most men dream about their mothers... Not all get to see their mother naked and leaking cum from their cunt."

His cheeks flushed more intensely.

"I could hear her. Again. Moaning. Master and her must have been..."

Mistress gave Steven a smile that almost took his breath. "Maybe. Or maybe it was me with my strap-on. It's bigger than Master." She chuckled at his wide eyes. "Go on." Her hand continued very carefully teasing his young cock.

"Then I noticed it... the bed... it was shaking. Just a little. And I heard her. Sandy was breathing really - ragged. I knew what she was doing and I just couldn't help it. I was so hard. Hearing her, feeling the bed, knowing the movements were from her touching herself..."

"Touching - what?"

Steven's cock was pulsing under Mistress' hand, but she suddenly moved her hand away.

"What?" Steven whimpered in confusion.

"Tell me what it was that she was touching." Mistress wanted to hear him say.

"This is so wrong..." Steven tried to be the good big brother.

"Do you want me to stop?" she asked with a lilt in her voice. "Talk about the weather instead? Or - continue?" Her hand closed back round his cock through the boxers and invisibly slid his foreskin over his sensitive head.

"Her pussy. She was touching her pussy." Steven gave up his sister.

"Cunt, Steven. You're not a child. Say it."

"Sandy was - fingering her cunt," he said, remembering vividly the moment in the darkness.

Mistress gave him another smile. "And could you smell her horny cunt, Steven?"

"Yes... she must have been really excited... and mom was getting louder too. I was trying not to move, I didn't want her to know I was awake, was trying to be a good big brother, like you said."

"Mmm good big brother," Mistress cooed in his ear as her hand stroked his cock. "And did Sandy cum? Did she have an orgasm right there in the bed next to you as you both listened to your mom being a slut?"

'Yes... mom came first... she was pretty loud, and then I heard Sandy, she gasped, I felt the bed as her body shook it, and..."

"Yes, Steven?"

"I swear all I did was put my hand on my boxers. I came, really hard. I scared her I think cos she went really quiet and stopped moving."

"You didn't say anything?"

"No," Steven admitted.

"You didn't try to touch her?"

"No," he said firmly. "She's my sister."

Mistress Erin saw that Master was leading the others back inside.

"But you still had a wet dream about your mother... You still got hard as a rock checking out her cummy cunt last night... and you were hard again looking at her naked body this morning..."

The teen looked into the older lady's eyes, knowing it was all true.

"Good boy," she purred at him. "Good big brother."

Mistress Erin's hand left Steven's cock, but then he felt one finger rub slowly over the big wet spot where his cock was pressed against the fabric of his boxers. She lifted her finger in front of his eyes - there was a large droplet of pre-cum on her finger. With a grin she wiped it onto her tongue, before getting up from the table and crossing to the door. As Master Nathan entered, she greeted her husband with a lingering kiss, and Steven saw Master's eyes burn in his direction as he tasted the salty tang on his wife's tongue, a broad smile creeping over his face.

Steven came into a small towel that he kept under his bed as he thought of Mistress Erin's hand on his cock, before he quickly got ready to go to the farmer's market.


Sandy was already ready, sitting on her bed in a knee length skirt and tight t-shirt that clung rather nicely to her small b-cup breasts. She had decided against the need to wear something conservative like she had done the night before, but still felt a little unsure if she was ready to leave the sanctity of her bedroom, even though she now found herself thinking of her brother laying there where she sat, his cock erupting into the night. She couldn't believe she had just witnessed her parents naked and peeing in their garden, and then licking each other clean afterward! As they had walked back in, Master pointed out to the young woman that her mother's pussy was wet, and it wasn't from the pee that her dad had just licked up. Her mom had become aroused from obeying Master, even though it was such a nasty act, and performed in front of her own daughter.

She wondered what was going on in the bedroom on the other side of the wall. Was Master enjoying a quickie with her mom - or dad? No - she was sure she would be hearing something if that was the case. She noticed as they went to 'get ready' that the bedroom door was shut behind them. Even as she now knew her dad had been hiding his cock cage from her and Steven for 9 months, her parents bedroom door tended to stay at least a little bit open.

When she heard their door open, she slowly drifted out of her room too. Her mother was wearing a bright yellow sundress with some low heeled sandals, but there was something unusual about her. Sandy could clearly see her mother's nipples pressing against the dress... and her breasts seemed to be much perkier than she had ever seen them, even in her best bras. Her father was wearing a similar shade of yellow in a pair of shorts that Sandy had not seen him wear before. aIt wasn't in his normal colour range, she noted. Also they were very very short. And... as he turned... she saw something pink sticking out the top.

"Dad, are you wearing - panties?" the teen blurted out. Her father's face confirmed her suspicion. Steven, who was lingering in the kitchen, took his eyes off his mother's breasts to look at his father after hearing the question. The slave tried to pull his tshirt down, but it was purposefully short.

"Come on children," Master ordered, and they headed out to the car, where slave aaron popped up the two rear seats so everyone could fit, and in so doing also afforded everyone a better glimpse of the top of his pink panties as he bent forward into the car.

As they drove, with Mistress in front with slave aaron, Master and slave maryanne in the middle, and the kids in the back, they heard Master asking if the ropes weren't too tight. They saw their mother - and Master Nathan - peer down the front of her dress at her breasts. The kids exchanged glances as they determined their mother's extra pert breasts must be the result of ropes?

When they arrived at the market, the starkest change for Steven and Sandy was seeing their mom walking around hand in hand with Master Nathan, as if they were a happily married couple. A few times Sandy saw Master put his hand on her mother's ass, and each time she glanced around in case anyone they knew might bear witness to such a scene. What if someone saw her mother holding hands and being groped by this older man? What if someone saw her dad with another woman other than her mom? They were only twenty minutes from their home after all! But the almost casual way that her parents were walking around with their 'owners' left Sandy with no doubt that this was a regular occurrence for them when they visited together. She wondered if they had already been seen by one of their friends or family, and what would they say if they had?

After about half an hour of wandering the market, Master Nathan whispered something to slave maryanne, who in turn asked Sandy to go with her to the toilets. The market was on the edge of town, and had a very basic toilet block. The two woman disappeared inside. Sandy thought she was simply having a pee break with her mom, but when she emerged from the not terribly clean cubicle, her mother called out to her from her own stall. Whilst Sandy was carrying a small Wednesday Adams' themed backpack, her mother was not carrying anything with her. Opening her door slightly, slave maryanne handed her daughter a length of soft red rope and asked her to put it in her bag. "Mom!" Sandy gasped, as her mother was standing there with her breasts both exposed. One of them had another length of red rope bound around the base, making the breast appear very firm, pushing out from her body. It also had a very obvious purple hue. The other breast, now released, appeared more how Sandy would have expected of her mother's "mom boobs" to look, except for the a red hue as blood was returning into it.

Sandy moved herself to better block anyone from seeing her half naked mother, although no one was in sight. "What did he do to you?" she asked in shock.

Her mom grinned at her. "It's ok sweetie - he just tied my boobs. It makes them look so sexy, and feel sexy too... but after a while - " she made a face and rubbed her freed breast. "Tingly!" Sandy watched as her mother released her second breast from its rope, and before her eyes saw the flesh similarly turn from purple to red as blood filled the tissue again. Her slave mother handed Sandy the rope, gave her breast a rub again, before pulling her dress back up. Sandy saw a real gleam of excitement in her mother's eyes, unknowingly expressing how she felt being a slave to Master Nathan. "Oh hang on - I actually need to pee too!" she laughed and turned away from Sandy, hiking up her dress. As she bent to lift the toilet seat, Sandy saw a shiny crystal gleaming from between her mother's butt cheeks.


They eventually found the others sitting at a table with some hot chips. When slave maryanne sat next to Master he slipped his fingers into her hair, kissing her passionately right in front of everyone. Sandy heard him asking if her mother was okay, before he discretely let his hand run down her stomach, and rest on her lap. Her mother's legs parted just enough that she was sure his hand must be rubbing the top of her pussy.

"That always makes me so wet, Master. Thank-you," Sandy heard her mother whisper.

The teen looked at her twin brother to check if he was seeing any of this, but he seemed to be staring at Mistress Erin instead.


After they were finished walking the stalls of the market, they returned to the car. After the kids had climbed into their seats, Master Nathan helped slave maryanne to her seat. "Lift it up," he told her, and looking momentarily around the carpark from inside the car, slave maryanne lifted her dress to her waist before she sat on the leather seat. From their seats in the back, the twins couldn't see what was happening, but were very much aware that something was happening. Sandy pulled the two red ropes from her backpack, and leaning forward, dropped them into Master Nathan's lap.

"I believe these are yours," she said, as she looked down and saw that Master Nathan had his hand resting on her mother's pubic mound, his fingers parted, but 1 finger resting right on her clit. He was making her move her hips to rub herself on his finger, her wet pussy also sliding on the cool leather. For the entire drive, including whilst stopped at every traffic light regardless of who may be peering into the car, her mother teased herself on his finger, his one finger.

Sandy sat and stared at her mother silently as she humped herself on her Master's finger right there in their car as they drove home, clearly very sexually excited as her scent started to fill the car. Sandy began to fully understand the power that Master had over her mother; the reason she was so willing to give herself to this man's whims as he smiled happily at her obedience.


As soon as they stepped inside the house, the married slaves put down the things they were carrying and started to disrobe. Master Nathan stopped them. "No, not right now, sexy, little one. Keep your clothes on." The instruction left the slaves confused.

"Sandy, Steven, how about we all play a little game..."

 

so glad i waited for when i was home and naked before i read it
waiting with anticipation for the next chapter

 

you should

 

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Chapter Nine

Sandy chewed on her lip.

Laying on her bed in the master bedroom, still in her yellow dress, slave maryanne was laying still as Master Nathan slowly secured her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed using thick leather cuffs and metal chains, explaining how the cuffs whilst very strong, were also quite comfortable. The chains disappeared underneath the corners, and Sandy noted they were already in place when Master Nathan had lead them into the bedroom. Steven also looked rather uncomfortable standing to one side, watching on as his mother was restrained. Seeing her laying there on her bed, with Master hovering over her reminded him of the noises he had heard... of how she looked when he had brought her back to the living room.

The 'game' that Master had suggested sounded almost innocent, and yet potentially completely wicked. It was a game of both sensory deprivation, and sensory stimulation. The 'victim' - err no - 'player' would be tied to the bed so they could not move, then have both a blindfold over their eyes, and headphones playing music over their ears, so they could not move, nor see, and only hear what was coming from the headphones. The others would then touch the player for 5 minutes - tickling their feet, drawing a feather over their skin, whatever they wished until the time was up, or the person surrendered.

Master Nathan promised there would be no touching of "private areas" - the game wasn't about being sexual, it was just a game of sensations. Compared to having taken her father "walkies" in the nude so he could pee in the back yard, it didn't seem as confronting, and indeed in theory it sounded like it could be fun. But standing there watching her mother being placed into a position of complete submission, seeing how comfortable her mother was with what Master was doing to her, she knew this was a position that Master had put her mother in probably many times over the past year, for purposes well beyond just "sensory stimulation".

Once slave maryanne was secured, Master placed the headphones over her ears, and then the blindfold over her head, resting it on her forehead so she could still see for the moment. Producing his mobile phone, Master set the timer to 5 minutes. Making sure everyone saw it, including showing it to slave maryanne, he slid the blindfold over her eyes, and then started the timer. Sandy and Steven watched as first Master Nathan, and then Mistress Erin began to lightly trail their fingers over slave maryanne's body. They moved up and down slowly, literally from her head to her toes, before Master called slave aaron to join in as well, so now 6 hands were gently caressing and teasing over their mother's body before them. They could see the look on her face, her lips curled in a smile, sometimes little girlish giggles slipping out depending who was touching where.

Master produced several feathers from the side-table and they started lightly brushing them over slave maryanne's exposed skin, even over her clothed flesh with a little more pressure to tickle there, too. Down at her feet, slave aaron started to tickle her toes relentlessly, making slave maryanne's toes curl and flex, her body writhing in her bonds as she laughed out loud, startling the teens a little, but also making them both smile at the sound. Seeing their reaction, Master moved off the bed and beckoned to Steven to take his place. Feeling his cheeks flush, Steven gently knelt on the bed next to his restrained mother. Master spoke to him quietly, suggesting how to touch his mother, as Mistress Erin similarly moved aside and called quietly to Sandy.

Relenting on his attack on his wife's toes, slave aaron watched on as his two kids awkwardly at first started to touch their mother's bound body. Master's slutty slave could tell immediately the difference despite not being able to see or hear anything, her face relaxing without her toes being tickled, and soft little encouraging moans slipping from her throat. The slave knew full well that her nipples were incredibly hard, pressing up against her dress with no bra to interfere. She also knew that any time Master tied her body, ever since the very first time all those months ago, her pussy automatically started to leak. As much as the sensations she had been feeling were not explicitly sexual in nature, her pussy didn't seem to tell the difference as she had constantly felt her juices brewing and leaking, wondering just how wet the back of her dress would look when she was finally untied, especially now as she knew her children were the ones touching her aroused body.

The timer buzzed, making everyone except slave maryanne jump and then laugh. Master turned the timer off, silenced the headphones, and eased the blindfold off his slave's head. As slave maryanne slowly sat up, getting used to the light, she looked either side and smiled at her kids, blushing as she felt the fabric of her dress graze over her nipples, and the wet patch under her rear.

Master was smiling at his wonderful slave mother. He leant forward and kissed her first on the forehead, and then tilted her face by the chin to give her a quick kiss on her lips. It was a moment that wasn't lost on Sandy, who still more than anything felt a surrealism to watching her mother kiss another man, and this felt like the most intimate kiss she had seen them share yet, even if not the most sexual. Master Nathan and Mistress Erin removed the cuffs from slave maryanne's wrists and ankles, and Master Nathan surprised everyone when he scooped his slave up in his arms and helped her to her feet. As her put her down, she wondered whether her kids could see the wet spot on her dress.

Master called slave aaron to take her place, and this time he showed Steven how to secure his father's wrist and ankle, as Mistress Erin showed Sandy how to do the other side. Once his slave was secured, deaf to the world, and blind, Master Nathan started the timer. Knowing what to do this time, though again a little apprehensive at first, Sandy and Steven began lightly touching their father's arms and legs. In the position he was in, slave aaron's cock cage was rather obvious in his tight shorts, and as his children teased him, despite the cage restricting his ability to get a full erection, the cage was still clearly straining against his shorts, lifting them enough that they could see some more of his pink panties.

When the feathers were broken out, slave aaron descended quickly into a giggling mess, and was soon pleading for them to stop, before he begged surrender without the timer having even sounded. As soon as his slave had conceded, Master told everyone to stop touching the slave, and rested his hand firmly on slave aaron's chest, letting him know he was 'safe'. Master released their father from his bonds, and - after a similar double kiss on forehead and lips - lifted his slave in his arms out of the prime position on the bed.

Sandy and Steven stared at each other as they realised that one of them would be next. Not missing the tension between the two siblings, Master addressed them both. "I can see that you are both nervous, and that is okay. This is something you have not done before, and it's something that involves a lot of trust, and you have only known Erin and me for barely a day. So, if you both agree to have a turn - I promise that Erin and I will only be watching. We will not touch either of you."

As Sandy listened to Master Nathan's commitment that he and Mistress Erin would not be touching them, she wasn't sure if she felt relief, or disappointment.

"Now, Steven - would you like to have a turn? Do you consent to being tied to the bed and being touched by my slaves and your sister?"

Steven nodded his head, but Master Nathan was not satisfied. "I need you to say it. To say that you consent."

Steven again nodded his head, and added, "I consent."

Master Nathan motioned for him to lay on the bed, and then slave maryanne and slave aaron, with cautious smiles on their faces, began securing him to the bed one limb at a time. Master Nathan checked over the bonds before slave maryanne added the headphones, and then finally the blindfold. Master Nathan made a show of starting the timer, and then encouraged the three family members to begin to touch and tickle and tease Steven's body, making him writhe and giggle and occasionally loose a long soft moan.

With the blindfold and headphones on, every touch made Steven's body tingle. At first he could tell whose fingers were whose, but as the time went on he found himself losing track of who was who, as he felt the bed shuffling around him, not knowing where anyone was. The touches only had to go remotely close to his groin for them to seem to travel straight to his penis; he couldn't tell whether it was the knowledge of what had happened in the bed the night before, or just the knowledge of who these people were that now had him tied and helpless, but despite the promise of the experience not being sexual, it was driving him crazy, and he knew he was sporting a huge erection without needing to see it. He could even feel something growing in the pit of his stomach, something primal, causing his hips to roll on their own.

Sandy initially felt very self conscious touching her brother in this rather unusual situation. Even though the twins were usually quite comfortable with each other, this felt different. She watched as her parents fluttered their hands over their son's body, and then as his pants began to stir. She watched quite entranced as his erection grew before her eyes, knowing that at least in some part it was her own hands that were causing this reaction in her brother. She again found herself remembering what had happened during the night, and then seeing her brother's hard cock that morning poking out of his boxers. She almost imagined she could see it now even through his clothes. Despite the supposed innocent game, Sandy was starting to feel very excited, her nipples pushing against her bra, her breathing a little faster.

As the timer was drawing to a close, Master caught slave maryanne's eye and pointed to her son's erection. He needn't have pointed it out - she was well aware of it - but what Master was actually telling her was to touch even closer. The slave let her fingers tease the crease of her son's hip, which had been exposed as he had wriggled, and both Master and Mistress smiled seeing the teen's hips responding to the stimulation.

As the timer for her brother rang out, Sandy suddenly felt the world crash in on her, knowing it was her turn next. She regretted her decision to wear a skirt, her mind picturing how much of a show everyone may receive with her secured spread eagle on the bed. She began to doubt whether she could allow herself to be bound. She watched as Steven blinked at the lights as his blindfold was removed, and he hurriedly adjusted his pants, blushing pink as he quickly moved off of the bed, not waiting to see if Master would try to pick him up off the bed like he had with his parents.

Master turned to Sandy, patted the bed, and invited her to lay down - if that was, she wanted to have a turn. Everyone's eyes were on her.

"Why don't you have a turn?" She tried to deflect.

Smiling, Master said, "Perhaps I will another time. But, now it's your turn - if you wish to consent to the game, that is?"

Sandy chewed her lip, glancing at everyone’s expectant faces, before climbing onto the bed. She looked about her, seeing her mother and brother to her left, father on the right with Mistress Erin sitting casually at the end of the bed, and Master Nathan standing behind her father.

"Do you consent, Sandy, to the rules of the game?" Master Nathan asked her.

"Yes," came Sandy's hesitant reply. Her parents both took a hand each, ready to apply the leather cuffs, but Sandy suddenly pulled her hands to her chest. She turned to Master Nathan. “Should I have a… safe word?” The teen asked the Master.

The question spoke volumes to everyone in the room except Steven. For Sandy to be asking about a safe word, she had clearly made herself aware of the Domination/submission world. Master Nathan shuffled slave aaron aside and sat next to Sandy, staring kindly into her eyes.

“Your safe word is ‘I surrender’, just like your dad used. And when he said it, what happened?”

“You told us all to stop touching him.”

“Yes. The little one surrendered, and we respected that and stopped." Master tilted his head til Sandy was looking straight at him. "You don’t have to do this, Sandy. No one will think any the worse of you for saying no. It’s just a game, just something fun to do with people you trust. Erin and I will only be watching because that’s what you have consented to.”

Sandy nodded her head, and then gave her parents and brother a shy smile, and laid down on the bed, offering up her hands. Master moved and let slave aaron back in to secure her wrist as her mother secured the other. Sandy jumped a little as she felt her brother lift her left leg and tie the ankle cuff into place before slave aaron moved down to take her other leg and cuff it also. She peered down at her father, finding his eyes as he gave her a comforting smile. As he secured her leg to the corner of the bed, she felt her face flush as she knew that at very least from her position Mistress Erin must have a good view of her panties.

Her mother then helped lift her head to slip the blindfold on, still leaving her eyes uncovered for the moment, before adding the headphones over her ears. As soon as they were on her head, her connection to the room started to become disconnected as the noise cancelling feature made the ambient noises disappear. Sandy's eyes flittered about the room and she saw Master looking down at her. He was saying something as he moved his hand slowly downwards through the air. "Breathe." She realised she was taking shallow rapid breaths, and tried to calm herself down, offering back a weak smile of acknowledgement.

Master held up his phone for Sandy to see the timer set to 5 minutes. He pressed the start button and Sandy saw the time start to count down. Her mother slipped the padded blindfold down over her eyes, completely obscuring her view, leaving her in total darkness. At the same time the headphones began to play music in her ears, filling her mind with sound.

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I feel down
I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
I forget myself
I want you to remind me

Master placed his phone face down on the bedside table. Unseen, the timer read 4 min 55 seconds. It was not counting down.

Sandy's slave parents, and her brother all began touching her body, light sensitive touches up and down her arms and legs. Over her hips and sides, her neck and torso. She jumped and trembled at the intense sensations - sensations that were amplified as the teen girl who had only ever gone as far as making out a couple of times, was now cuffed to a bed and being touched by her own family in a supposedly non erotic and yet still very erotic way. Her young body moved on its own in response to the stimulation from all sides, as the music in her ears filled her with other thoughts.

I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself

None of the others before her had mentioned the soundtracks that had played for them. Sandy struggled to control her breathing as her body tingled intensely. Her nipples ached and she knew Mistress Erin must be able to see the wetness on her panties as her pussy felt like it was buzzing. As the feathers were brought out and began to tickle over her body, the sensations were heightened further, although they also made her laugh and giggle as they tickled her flesh.

I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
I forget myself
I want you to remind me

Sandy's breathing was getting more and more ragged, her arousal more and more obvious as slave maryanne, slave aaron and Steven were directed by Master Nathan to stop using the feathers and go back to using their hands on her young nubile body. Touching her non-erotic places and yet making her body react as if they were. The music enhancing her condition, the bonds restraining her, holding her still for them to continue to caress her body, her skirt riding up higher, better exposing her wetness to everyone present. She didn't notice as the song looped back and started afresh, and the gentle assault on her body continued longer than any of the others as the timer never reached its end.

I touch myself (I don't want)
I touch myself (Anybody else)
I touch myself (When I think about you)
I honestly do
I touch myself
I touch myself
I touch myself

As Sandy's body writhed on the bed, pulling at the restraints, her panties soaked and her mind screaming in confusion and pleasure, the music suddenly lowered, but didn't stop. Her blindfold didn't move, but the headphone on her right ear was lifted. She heard Master's voice.

"Do you remember what I said to you, Sandy?" his voice was calm and smooth. The hands on her body hadn't stopped. "Do you remember what I can do with just one finger?" Sandy felt as though she were floating on a sea of hands, naked and exposed despite knowing she was clothed. The voice in her ear sounded luring, teasing. "Just one finger, for one minute, Sandy. Do you consent to Master using one finger on your body, for one minute?" Her mind raced back to the conversation about him spanking her mother - her mother's pussy - and making her orgasm. His boast of being able to make her cum with just one finger, for just one minute...

"Yes," came her gasping reply.

"Tell me that you consent, Sandy. You have to tell me that you consent. Tell me Sandy. Say the words."

"I consent..." she whimpered. Then, louder - "I consent!"

The headphones were gently released back onto her ear, the music ramped back up, and the hands all left her body. She felt the bed moving around her, and then she felt it. One long strong finger ran firmly down down her needy wet panty clad pussy, rubbing firmly over her clit and then pressing the material between her soaked labia as it move. Sandy's body trembled, her ankles pulling at their bonds, her hands clenching above her head. She felt so completely exposed as if she really was naked in front of this man, this Master. His finger moved slowly back up til he found her swollen clit, and then using her own wetness he rapidly rubbed the pad of his finger back and forth over her horny love bud. She felt nothing else but that one finger, rubbing frantically and relentlessly, her body responding immediately and intensely!

She couldn't hear the moans she was making, but everyone else in the room watched and listened as Sandy whimpered and moaned, writhed and twisted, her hips rising up off the bed to press herself even harder against Master's one single finger as he pleasured her body until all of the teasing and the stimulation and cacophony of emotions reached a crescendo, bursting like a dam as her panties flooded with the first orgasm she had ever received from another person! Her body was tensing and shaking, her moans even louder than ever as the intensity of the orgasm seemed to continue to rise, longer than she had ever felt when pleasuring her body herself. Master's finger slowed its pace but continued to rub her clit, following her movements, not letting up. Still her body writhed, everyone in the room now smelling her strong sexual scent as her juices dripped through her panties, down her thighs and ass.

As Sandy's mind started to scream at her that the pleasure was becoming too much to bear, and she tried desperately to remember what it was she was meant to say to make it all stop, the finger finally came to a rest, and she fell back onto the bed, her body totally spent, her arms and legs limp, just the sound of her breathing filling the room.

 

oh yes its getting really interesting now more than before i love it cant wait for ch10

 

As I read, I'm wondering now if Sandy and Steven are going to become subs or doms, and make this a family affair!

 

Chapter Ten

Sandy wasn't sure when the cuffs had been removed from her wrists, or by whom. She wasn't sure who had placed the blanket over her body. When she opened her eyes, the light was off, the room illuminated solely from the dappled afternoon sun coming in around the curtains, and everyone was gone, except one person. Her mother, naked again except for her collar, held Sandy tight and kissed her forehead, before giving her lips a light, quick kiss too.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" her mother asked her.

Sandy wasn't sure how she felt. She could feel the warm afterglow of orgasm, and she could also feel that she was laying in a wet spot on the bed. A wet spot of her own making. She had just orgasmed in front of her own mother, her father, her brother, and the two other people who had orchestrated it.

"I cummed," she said sheepishly.

Her mother swept her hair off her face. "Yes sweetie, you did."

"In front of everyone," Sandy added.

"Yes, in front of everyone."

"I had an orgasm in my clothes in front of everyone."

Her mother laughed softly. "Yes, you did... and you looked amazing."

Sandy's eyes searched her mother's face in the darkened room. Had her mom been excited by what she had seen? Why shouldn't she, Sandy thought. Sandy herself had been excited just hearing her mother having sex not more than 24 hours ago. Now her mother had actually seen her - had been involved in her - experiencing an orgasm.

"Where is everyone? How long as I... asleep?"

Sandy and her mother both knew that she hadn't really been asleep. She had made use of the blindfold whilst it had still been on her to hide herself from the reality of what had just happened, and when it was removed, had chosen to keep her eyes closed, too embarrassed to face anyone after such a personal yet public experience.

"I think they're in the living room. It's only been a little while." The slave mom squeezed her daughter again. Her mother's nudity at such close quarters somehow didn't seem terribly strange. "It's ok, sweetie," the sex slave said to her daughter, reading her mind. "No one is going to make fun of you or judge you for what happened."

"I don't think they're going to make fun... I just... I just basically begged Master Nathan to make me cum in front of you all." Sandy's face showed her embarrassment.

"And did you enjoy how he made you feel?" her mother asked, taking the teen off guard.

"Wha-? Well..." Sandy almost told her mother to look at how wet her pussy had made her clothes, and the bed. "Yes..."

For a long moment the naked slave stared into her daughter's eyes. Guiding her chin with her hand, slave maryanne tilted Sandy's face upward and then pressed her lips to her daughters, her eyes watching the younger woman's reaction in the semi-dark, her tongue just barely teasing the girls lips before she broke the kiss and moved back, looking away, embarrassed.

"Mom..." Sandy found only a whisper of a voice.

There was a knock on the door, and it opened. Master walked into the room. "How are you ladies getting on in here?"

"Very good, Master," came slave maryanne's instant affirmative reply.

"Thank-you slave. I would like a moment with Sandy." Master Nathan stated, and with one last kiss on her daughter's forehead, slave maryanne stood and left the room.

Master Nathan moved over to the bed, then found the switch for the light on the side table. "Do you mind?" Sandy shook her head as Master Nathan turned the light on.

"May I?" Master indicated the bed, and again Sandy bid him permission, as he sat next to her. She sat up a little, pulling the blanket up with her, as if to hide her body from him even though she was still fully clothed. She couldn't bring herself to make full eye contact with the man who had just rubbed her pussy and made her have the most intense orgasm she had ever felt in her life, right in front of her family. Furthermore she was incredibly aware that this time she wasn't just wearing damp pussy-smelling pyjamas - she was sitting in her own pussy-soaked panties.

"Thank-you."

"What for?" Sandy asked the older man shyly.

"For trusting me. For letting me be one of the first people to touch you in that way. It was a very special moment in your life, and I'm honored you allowed me to be part of it."

Sandy gave him sideways glance. "You said you could make me cum with just one finger," she said. "And you did."

Master Nathan leaned a little closer, and whispered with a grin. "You should see what I do can with my dick."

Sandy blushed, giggled slightly, and tingled a little at the naughty comment. "Naughty." she managed to reply.

"Are you a virgin, Sandy? Really?"

Shrugging her shoulders shyly, Sandy said "Yes, I am."

"Why?"

"Why? Cos I haven't had sex yet."

"Why haven't you had sex yet? You're an attractive girl, boys must have tried."

For a moment Sandy considered her answer. "Mom and dad always talk about how they were each other's first, and how they loved each other, and I guess I just wanted that for me, too. I just haven't met a guy I've felt that way about."

"But, now you know that your mom and dad - even though they love each other very much, are not sexually a good match?"

"I guess so..."

"Have you never been tempted to just - go for it? No boy ever got you excited enough to surrender to temptation? Or - a girl?"

Sandy shrugged her shoulders noncommittally again. "Well... I might have been tempted... but I've resisted."

"What about your friends?"

"I don't want to have sex with my friends." Sandy screwed her nose up.

"Are they virgins?"

"Oh. Well, some are... Some aren't..."

Master nodded his head. "And the ones that aren't - did they find 'the right guy'?"

Sandy snorted in derision. "No. Well, one is still with the guy but we all think he's a loser. Most of them - the guy just wanted to screw-n-dump them..."

Again Master nodded. "Yes, boys your age are very single minded. But, did they enjoy their first time having sex, Sandy?"

"I probably shouldn't be telling you this. I haven't even told mom and dad."

"I'm not mom or dad," Master pointed out.

"No, they didn't enjoy the sex, not really."

"So, their first time having sex was not a good experience for them."

For a moment Sandy considered the question. "Well, there was Abby - she said it was good, but... she did it with a older guy."

"Hmm, interesting," pondered Master. "Why do you think it was so good for her?"

Sandy gave Master an "I know where you're going with this" look.

"Cos he was older and he knew what he was doing..." she confirmed to him.

"And, what about my little game? Did you enjoy playing it?"

Mention of what had just happened made Sandy flush, her nipples remembering and hardening, the wetness she was sitting in impossible to ignore. "You said it wasn't going to be a sexual game. But, you had it all planned out, didn't you."

Master Nathan nodded his head. "You are a very smart girl, Sandy. Yes, I did. But I only went ahead because you were so clearly ready to experience it." Master Nathan made Sandy jump a little as he brushed her hair from her face. "I didn't touch you until you consented. Did you enjoy consenting to my touch, Sandy?"

"Yes..." the teen admitted bashfully.

"So do you think, just maybe, you can understand why your mother and father enjoy being sex slaves to Mistress Erin and I so much?"

Sandy slowly nodded her head.

"Let's go join the others." Master stood from the bed.

Sandy didn't move.

"Sandy?"

The girl looked at the bed. "They're going to laugh at me."

"No, they're not." Master replied.

"They just saw me cum."

Master returned to the bed, and sat next to her. "Yes, we just saw you have an amazing, amazing orgasm, and yes, we all saw your juices squirt through your panties, too. And of course we talked about it while you rested - it was a beautiful, erotic and exciting site that we all enjoyed immensely. As did you."

"Well, yes, but, my clothes..."

"No buts." Master cut her short.

"But - "

Master shook his head silently. "Let's go."

Slowly Sandy met his gaze with a thoughtful inspection. "You know... you carried mom and dad off the bed..."

Master Nathan roared a laugh that startled Sandy before making her grin. He pulled the blanket off her in one sweep, and picked her up in his arms. He could smell her sex immediately. Carrying the teen in his arms he walked to the door. Sandy had mostly been joking about him carrying her off the bed, and had expected to be put back on her feet, but instead he walked out of the bedroom, down the hall and into the living room. Sandy didn't resist.

As they entered, she felt like a little girl in Master's arms. She immediately noted her naked father sitting on Mistress Erin's lap, with her mom on the floor on a pillow at Mistress' feet, and Steven sitting next to them on the sofa. They all turned as the due appeared at the door. Sandy blushed as she saw her father's eyes on her being carried by Master. He sat on the sofa opposite the others, placing Sandy on his lap. She wanted to get up, to move off him, and yet found herself sitting there with an arm around his neck.

Sure to his word, no one laughed about what had happened during the "game", however Mistress Erin commented on how delectable Sandy had looked when she had orgasmed, and said the smile on Sandy's face now must be from all those wonderful endorphins Master had released. That opened the gate and soon even her brother was saying how sexy it had been seeing her "so happy", and slave maryanne assured her that Master's fingers were indeed very talented. The only person who didn't comment was slave aaron.

For a time they all talked, with Sandy remaining on Master Nathan's lap. Her parents swapped position, slave aaron down on the floor and slave maryanne sitting on Mistress' lap, causing Steven's pants to tent again with his naked mother closer to him. He didn't seem to worry about hiding it this time. Nor did Mistress Erin try to hide that her fingers were lightly teasing her slave's pussy as they talked.

By contrast, Sandy felt very aware of the fact that Master's hands were not touching her intimately. His hands remained very safe by her side, or very chastely on her knee. Despite this however, the teen did feel his cock underneath her ass. It was impossible not to. Whilst she had spied the outline of it a few times in his pants, or pressing out against his robe, she could now feel its size under her body, and it played on her mind after her conversation in the bedroom.

Master knew full well what Sandy was feeling, and without letting her feel a prisoner on his lap, he did his best to contain her there for as long as he could, especially as he enjoyed the looks on her parents' faces as their minds recalled the vision of their daughter cumming on their bed, and imagining what could happen in the future.

"I should go and get changed," Sandy finally declared.

"Why? Are you going somewhere?" Master asked.

"No, but..."

"Yes?"

Sandy furrowed her brow. "My panties and skirt are still really wet," she tried to say quietly.

Master smiled at her. "I know, it's been soaking into my pants while you've been sitting here."

Sandy blushed crimson red!

"Why don't you go and get out of those clothes, and put a robe on. Steven, you might be more comfortable like that, too." Master ordered the only people in the room that were not yet officially his slaves.

 

Chapter Eleven

After suggesting the teens make themselves more comfortable, Master watched them leave the room, gave them a small head start, and then followed Steven to his room. He knocked, and barely waited for an answer before entering to find Steven hurriedly tying the sash on his white flannel dressing gown. Master saw the pile of clothes on the floor next to him and was pleased the boy had accepted his suggestion.

"Can we talk for a moment, Steven?"

"O. k," said Steven slowly.

Master helped himself to a seat on Steven's bed, and patted the spot next to him. Steven hesitantly moved over and sat down.

"Thank-you for supporting your sister out there. She was very nervous."

"That's alright. She's my sister."

Master laughed. "Sisters can be a pain in the ass."

Steven smiled. "She is that, too."

"You meant it though, didn't you, Steven. You said she looked sexy when she came on my finger."

Steven bashfully looked away. "Well, yeah, she did."

"Eyes to me, Steven." Master said in a commanding but friendly voice. "That's better. Erin tells me you were a good brother to her last night, too?"

Steven started to cast his eyes away from Master's again at the mention of what had happened during the night, but then forced himself to hold Master Nathan's stare. He was a little embarrassed having the subject brought up, remembering Mistress Erin's hand on his cock that morning as she had teased him til he gave her the answers she was after, knowing he'd given his sister up, and that now Master knew, too. "Yes, I was a good brother."

"You didn't touch your sister?"

"No, I didn't," Steven replied a little indignantly.

"But," stated Master, "you wanted to touch her, didn't you?"

"N-no, I... she's my..." Steven stammered.

"She is a very sexy young woman. Isn't she?"

"Yes, she is..."

"And your mom; you're enjoying seeing her naked, aren't you?" Master added.

Steven couldn't hold the gaze any longer, looking away bashfully at the mention of his mother as he felt his cock stirring thinking of his mother and sister. Thoughts he knew he shouldn't have.

"Steven, eyes to me please."

The boy looked back at Master Nathan.

"And, what about your father? Have you enjoyed seeing him naked, too?" Master asked, and after waiting a moment without reply, continued. "Sandy didn't like hearing me fucking your dad last night. Did you hear us, Steven? Did you hear me fucking your dad?"

Master's emphasis left Steven feeling his world shrink around him, the memory of standing in the hall and hearing his father being fucked exploding in his mind, the sounds they were making, the movement of the bed. His dressing gown rose around his waist as his cock hardened, pushing the fabric up, threatening to burst out.

"I asked you a question, Steven." Master's voice was becoming more stern.

"I heard you... with dad..." came his admission.

"Fucking him."

"Yes."

"And did that excite you, Steven? You're still a virgin, right? A boy/girl virgin"

"Yes, I am," came his timid reply.

"What about boy/boy fun? Have you played with another boy yet?"

"N-no."

"No? You don't sound very sure?"

The questions were leaving Steven floundering.

"I, I..."

In one confident, swift move Master slipped his hand into Steven's gown, and wrapped his hand around the teen's cock in a firm grip. Steven startled but didn't make any move to attempt to stop Master, his hands clutching at the bedsheets, his eyes wide in shock.

"Erin told me you were bigger than your dad. I see she was right." Master Nathan smiled at Steven. He ran his thumb over the head of Steven's cock, then let it go. Removing his hand from the teen's dressing gown he sucked his thumb clean of the drop of Steven's precum as he continued to hold the teen in his gaze. "When you are ready, come out for dinner. You look very cute in your robe." Master stood and headed to the door.

Steven pulled his gown tight again, flushed at the experience of having an older man grope him. At the door, Master gave him a smile. As he turned away, Steven had to ask a question.

"You didn't... You didn't touch Sandy til she begged you. Why didn't you ask me for consent?"

Master Nathan stopped, and then returned to the bed, standing over the teen. "You are just like your father, even if you don't know it yet. When the time comes, I already know your answer." With that, he turned and left the room.


"It's such a wonderful evening - let's eat outside." Master had declared.
As the two naked middle aged slaves were preparing dinner, the Master, the Mistress, and the slaves' two children were all sitting at the frosted-glass-topped table in the back yard, and all only wearing dressing gowns. As previously, Master and Mistress sat at the head and foot of the table, with the teens either side.

Master ignored the frequent glances he was receiving from Steven as they talked and waited for their food. When Mistress Erin asked Steven to get them all a glass of wine, he paused only for a moment, and mostly only because he was unaccustomed to being in charge of serving alcohol - not because he had just been given a command by his parents Mistress.

Once the food arrived, Master thanked his slaves, and then simply said "little one with me". Sandy and Steven watched their father crawl under the table and take his position in front of Master Nathan, and similarly slave maryanne in front of Mistress Erin. The major difference however compared to before was - this time they could see their parents through the frosted glass, pressing their faces into their owner's crotches, nuzzling to find their way into their dressing gowns and perform their oral duties.

Both teens stared as they slowly ate their meals.

Master kept the teen's drinks topped up as he watched their reaction to seeing their parents performing bi oral sex. "Steven, do you remember what your father said last night? About his first time sucking a cock in college?" Master smiled seeing Steven's eyes firmly on his as he was asked the question. "You know, if I told my slaves to move to the next person over, they would obey me." The older Dom suggested.

Steven inhaled sharply at the idea of either one of his parents sucking his cock as he sat there at the table. He heard Sandy also gasp as she realised what Master was suggesting. Under the table, their parents heads continued to pleasure their owners, as precum and pussy juices flowed.

Master laughed. "Don't panic. It was just a thought."


As the meal came to a close, and they migrated back inside to the living room, Steven and Sandy were expecting something 'new'. A new game, or perhaps - for Master to fuck their parents again. Their heads were both starting to fill with ideas when Master told them he had something to ask.

"I don't want you to answer me now, but I want you to consider this seriously. I wanted to meet you two, and get to know the children of my slaves. I can tell already that I like you both, and so I want to ask you if you would be interested in a trial at joining your mom and dad as my slaves?"

The question lay heavy over the room. The two slaves cast timid eyes over their children.

"As I said, don't answer me now. I want you both to sleep on it. Steven, you're in with your sister again so your dad can have your room later when he needs it. You can give me your answers tomorrow morning. Now, I am taking your parents to bed. I suggest you two do the same."

With that, Master Nathan took his slaves and his wife to the master bedroom and shut the door.


When Steven had finished showering, during which he had felt like masturbating but for some reason didn't, he went to his sister's bedroom wearing his dressing gown, and his night boxers that he always pretended to wear to bed. When he entered the room the light was off.

"Are you awake?" he called out in a whisper.

"Yes," Sandy replied quietly. "I'm already in bed."

"Oh, ok," her brother chuckled nervously and crossed in the dark to her bed. Taking the gown off, he tentatively climbed into the bed, only just able to make out his sister's outline as she was already in bed and under the covers. He lay next to his sister on his back, staring at the ceiling, thinking of the day's events. He had been groped not once, but twice, seen his parents naked, seen them peeing in the back yard, and taken part in making his sister beg to be touched intimately by a man they both had only just met, until she had squirted in her panties. This had been a very big day indeed.

"Steven..."

"Yes?"

"If you want..."

"Yes?"

"You can take your boxers off. I know you sleep naked. It's ok..."

"But Sandy!"

There was a pause.

"No buts, big brother. It's okay," Sandy whispered. "I'm naked too."

 

i think it was just right there can be fun and games with master and steven i can see steven getting the same as daddy gets lol

 

I think Steven will be sub but I think Sandy will be sub for master/mistress and Dom for parents especially Dom toward her father I could see it going that way

 

Have been re-proof reading the earlier chapters and started posting them over on sexstories.com (links back at the end of the Prelude on page 1 of this thread), but I will get a new chapter added here in the next week, hopefully.

 

Very well written and I love hove the kids get seduced and how the Master brings out that they can embrace their true nature despite any social norms.
I would love to see Mistress Erin having a bit more action.
Thanks for sharing your talent with us.