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"So, bro," Janie said as she tucked her earbuds into her purse, "aren't you going to invite me in."
Matthew was still trying to think of a new tactic to keep Janie out of the apartment when she darted past him and burst through the door with a happy cry of "How are my favorite people tonight!"
Sighing with quiet resignation that this path had been set in motion by Bethany, and it was not the time to make a scene, Matthew followed. He closed the door and turned around in time to see Janie respond to Bethany's raised hand and unspoken command to remove her boots at the door. Free of her platform footwear, Janie skipped across the room to her friend, appearing, if such were possible, even younger than she was. Matthew mentally shook his head. Janie had spent her teen years always trying to look older, of legal age. And now that she was past that point, she always seemed to be trying to appear younger and barely of legal age. He was never going to understand that logic.
Matthew watched as Janie greeted Bethany, Zoe, and Rick in turn. Throwing herself into Bethany's arms, their first high-pitched hellos subsided quickly into a whispered conversation as they hugged. Matthew felt his cock throb in its cage as he watched the way Bethany held and kissed Janie before they unwrapped themselves from one another.
Janie next embraced Zoe with a gentleness that respected the smaller woman's size yet was out of context with the physical power she emanated. In a long hug, they nuzzled each other's necks. As they stepped back, Zoe reached for the ends of the zipper on Janie's dress. Pulling the top tab downwards she exposed Janie's cleavage to view and then she brought the lower tab upwards to the limit of decorum at which another inch would have exposed Janie's panties if she was wearing any.
While Bethany and Zoe had stood up to greet Janie, Rick remained seated. Janie hopped into his lap, straddled his thighs, and wrapped her arms around Rick's head and neck to pull his face between her breasts.
"Hi Ricky," Janie laughed, "did you bring me a nice package to play with?"
Uncoiling Janie's arms from his head, Rick leaned back on the sofa before answering.
"You know who you have to ask about that."
Janie laughed and rocked her hips over Rick's cock. She looked toward Zoe with an arched eyebrow.
"We'll see, Janie," Zoe said, "we're not here just to satisfy your little urges tonight, you know."
"I know that," Janie responded with a playful pout, "but I would hardly call what Rick's packing a little urge. And what about a drink for me? Where's the house boy Beth, and why isn't he bringing me a drink?"
At a glance from Bethany, Matthew headed to the kitchen to prepare a beverage for Janie. He already knew what she would want, a berry-flavored low-alcohol vodka cooler. As much as Janie loved to play the tipsy club girl, she also accepted that she was a complete light-weight and chose her drinks accordingly.
Matthew was back in the kitchen to refresh drinks for Zoe and Rick when Bethany joined him. Standing where the fridge blocked their guests' view, Matthew inclined his head toward the living room and raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question.
Bethany smiled and stepped forward. She raised one hand to Matthew's chest and idly circled one nipple with a fingertip as she whispered.
"Trust me, everything is okay. She already knows everything anyway and she is on your side in all of this. She may still be your annoying little sister, but she can also be a trustworthy guide and confidante in all things kink if you let her."
Matthew sighed softly and nodded his acquiescence to Bethany's advice. He was not going to let his reaction to Janie's presence ruin what he had found with Bethany. After delivering the fresh drinks to Zoe and Rick, he joined Bethany at her seat and sat beside her legs when she indicated a spot for him.
Matthew relaxed at Bethany's feet, his calming mood helped considerably by Bethany's gently massaging hand at the back of his neck. The conversation was dominated by the three women and continued to explore their shared erotic adventures and those of their common acquaintances in the lifestyle. Occasionally, the flow of the conversation was interrupted by their reaction to Janie trying to fondle Rick's cock through his slacks, or Rick attempting to prevent the same.
At a pause in the conversation, Zoe caught Bethany's eye, nodded toward the key and collar on the coffee table, and spoke one word.
"So ..."
With a nod from Bethany, Zoe disappeared into the bedroom and returned carrying two of the wireless video cameras on tripods. She placed them to record the upcoming activities.
Bethany drew Matthew to his feet and led him to stand facing her in the open space between the living room furniture and the kitchen counter. The open area was where they practiced yoga and did their exercise routines. It was also where Bethany placed her chair for spankings. This evening it would fulfill a new purpose.
Zoe stood with her back to the kitchen and facing Bethany and Matthew. She would officiate the little ceremony Bethany had prepared. Rick and Janie remained on the sofa, with Janie taking advantage to snuggle close to Rick and wrap his arm around herself.
Matthew looked at the cameras and gave Bethany a questioning look.
"I wanted a recording," Bethany said simply with a sweet smile as she reached out both hands to hold Matthew's.
Zoe cleared her throat to get everyone's attention.
"Before we begin," Zoe said, "Is that how you should be dressed to present yourself to your Mistress, Matthew?"
Matthew blinked in surprise as he processed the question. These were the clothes he had been given for the evening, he thought. And then a new realization struck him, the clothes had ensured he was modestly attired to open the door and welcome guests, but tonight he was offering himself to Bethany in a new start, one that perhaps should be without unnecessary adornments, like clothing.
At the realization that he should be naked for the ceremony, Matthew looked around the room. Zoe was impassive. Bethany smiled and nodded slightly. Rick appeared distracted by something outside the windows, and Janie sat facing forward with a big grin on her face.
Slowly, Matthew raised the bottom of his shirt to remove it.
"Yeah. Matty, take it off," Janie shouted, and as quickly clammed up at a single stern look from Bethany.
Hoping to redeem herself, Janie was standing beside Matthew by the time his shirt was off. She took it from his hands and laid it over her arm. Then, she smiled and held out her hand for Matthew's slacks.
Matthew slipped off his shoes and pushed the pants down his legs. The change in sensation and comparative coolness of the air on his skin emphasized how tightly fitting they had been on his ass. Janie took the pants from his hands and bent over to scoop up the shoes before she returned to her position on the sofa.
Bethany's smile was captivating for Matthew as she again took his hands in her own. Matthew's height had not noticeably decreased when he slipped off the flexible leather shoes, but standing in his bare feet before Bethany in her heels made him feel much shorter than their actual difference in height.
"Well," Zoe began, "we all know why we're here this evening. It's too bad that current restrictions don't allow us to be in a larger gathering of friends, but the witnesses present will have to suffice for our purposes."
"Matthew, do you agree to submit to Bethany in all things according to your negotiations past and future? Will you be faithful to her leadership of your relationship and support her in everything you do? Will you be her obedient boy until such time as you agree to set aside this commitment or otherwise terminate your relationship?"
Matthew looked into Bethany's bright and expectant eyes.
"I do," he said calmly and clearly.
Bethany's smile in response was enough to reinforce in Matthew that he was making the right choice.
"Mistress Bethany," Zoe continued, "do you commit to taking Matthew under your supervision and control in all things according to your negotiations past and future? To train him to your wishes and to guide his development as your submissive? Will you protect him within the kink community, allowing no harm to come to him from irresponsible play? Will you be his dominant Mistress until such time as you agree to set aside this commitment or otherwise terminate your relationship?"
"I do," Bethany said in a soft voice that sounded like she was reaching a goal in one of her heartfelt dreams and desires.
"Well, in that case," Zoe said, "we can dispense with the aura of formality and you two can exchange gifts."
Bethany rolled her eyes slightly at Zoe's sudden shift in tone. Turning toward the living room she was met by Janie, who was now doing her best to appear helpful. Janie held up the collar, which she handed to Bethany, and the key, which she handed to Matthew.
Retaking her position, Bethany held up the collar in both hands and showed it to Matthew.
"This is my collar that you will wear Matthew. When the two ends are connected they cannot be pulled apart but can be separated with a small key that I will keep. It marks you as mine and others in our kink community will respect it. Please step forward and accept my collar."
"Yes, ma'am," Matthew said as he took a pace toward Bethany and bowed slightly to offer his neck for Bethany's collar.
After hearing the collar ends click together and feeling Bethany's hands removed from his neck, Matthew stepped back. He straightened and breathed in and out slowly as he adjusted to the feeling of the collar and the new form of their relationship that it signaled.
In the lingering pause that followed, Zoe delicately cleared her throat.
Matthew realized that it was a cue, for him. Looking up to meet Bethany's eyes, he held the key out with both hands.
"Mistress Bethany, thank you for taking me as your collared submissive. The holder of this key controls my cock, my erections, and my orgasms. These I place under your control as you see fit."
Bethany smiled as she reached out to take the key. Matthew watched as she spread the leather thong and placed it over the head.
"Mistress Bethany," Zoe said, "you may kiss your slut boy."
Bethany stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Matthew, kissing him deeply in a manner dominated by her thrusting tongue. Zoe, Rick, and Janie clapped politely to acknowledge the successful conclusion of their little ceremony.
Relaxing her embrace, Bethany released Matthew as Zoe spoke again.
"And you, Matthew, may kiss your Mistress."
At first, confused by Zoe's instruction, Matthew watched as Bethany turned around, spread her legs, and lifted the back of her skirt. Matthew suppressed a soft moan when he saw the jeweled butt plug between Bethany's luscious ass cheeks. He knew what was expected of him, the times Bethany had presented the butt plugs she wore for him to kiss after being spanked were the training events leading up to the present moment.
Matthew sank to his knees and inched his way forward. He saw that Bethany wore a plug he had not seen before, one with a red heart-shaped jewel. Leaning forward, Matthew felt Bethany's warm skin against his cheeks. He kissed the jewel as the others watched and, his response on autopilot, tenderly traced the outline of the heart with the tip of his tongue before pulling back and sitting on his heels.
Bethany murmured her approval. She let her skirt fall back, turned again, and bent low at the waist to hold Matthew's face in her hand and tenderly kiss him on the lips.
"Good boy, Matty," she whispered.
Matthew blushed at Bethany's gentleness and stood when she beckoned him of his knees. He realized that his cock was throbbing in its cage and that his mind had slipped so easily into the first warm layers of subspace as he had submitted to her desires for such an intimate acknowledgment of their roles. Bethany quickly returned him to his former role with a few words.
"Fresh drinks for everyone, please, Matty."
"Yes, Mistress," Matthew said as he glanced around to see where his clothes had been put.
Bethany's fingertips touched his chin and directed his gaze back to meet hers.
"You don't need those anymore in front of friends here. I will tell you when you need to be dressed."
"Yes, Miss Bethany," Matthew said softly as he turned toward the kitchen and the task he had been given.
As Matthew reached the fridge, he heard Bethany's voice above the chatter from the living room.
"There appears to be one more overdressed boy here this evening."
By the time Matthew returned to the living room with a tray of fresh drinks, Rick was naked and being subjected to the roaming hands of Zoe and Janie. He couldn't help but notice Rick's impressive cock, long enough to have both of Janie's hands and one of Zoe's holding the shaft with the head still exposed, and that neither woman could wrap their hand fully around the thickness of his cock. Matthew felt that his own caged cock seemed tiny by comparison, though Bethany had teased him with her measuring tape during one video session and assured him he was "slightly above average." Distracted by Rick's large cock, Matthew almost overlooked the fact that it was being stroked and massaged by his little sister.
Matthew placed drinks within reach of each guest and presented Bethany with a fresh glass of wine. After he took the empty glasses to the kitchen he returned to find Bethany sitting forward in her chair with a pillow on the floor between her feet. She indicated that Matthew should kneel in front of her face to face.
With Matthew kneeling between her legs, Bethany smiled at him and sensuously licked her lips. She leaned back in the armchair and raised each of her legs to rest them on the broad padded arms. Matthew watched as she gathered the front of her skirt in her hands and drew it back to her waist.
"Lick me, Matty, make me cum."
"Yes ma'am," Matthew said quietly as he obediently lowered his face to her shaven pussy.
Bethany moaned as Matthew's tongue delicately traced along the lips of her pussy, first on one side then the other. At the top of each stroke, his tongue circled her clit and lapped at its hardness before going down to start again. Bethany steadied Matthew's head with fingertips touching each side of his head. When the slow licking of her pussy lips became too much she pressed gently. Matthew took the hint to change tactics and on his next upward lap let the tip of his tongue separate Bethany's lips. On successive passes, each still ending with a tease of her clit, Matthew's tongue delved deeper and deeper into Bethany's warm, wet, pussy.
"Fuck," Bethany moaned at last, "make me fucking cum."
Matthew focused his attention on Bethany's clit. With a steady rhythm of licks and gentle sucking, he knew from many hours of practice what could take her over that edge. He found a cycle that soon had quivers of an impending orgasm shaking Bethany's pelvis against his face and he held there, not daring to change his position or the frequency or pressure of his tongue activity.
Bethany groaned deeply. She held Mathew's face tight to her pussy and a shudder ran through her body as her orgasm washed over her. Pushing Matthew's face back as the intensity of her orgasm crested, Bethany held him in place, just out of reach of his tongue. Catching her breath, Bethany relaxed and lowered her feet to the floor. Matthew thought about the show he had just put on for their guests as Bethany leaned forward and kissed him deeply, tasting herself on his lips before speaking.
"Turn around and sit down, my sexy boy."
Matthew turned. Bethany could hear his intake of breath at the sight that met his eyes.
Zoe's dress was draped over the back of the sofa. Naked, she was straddling Rick in a reverse cowboy position and had taken every inch of Rick's thick cock in her tight pussy. As she rocked in place, her eyes glazed over by the intense feelings of fullness. Rick's big hands steadied her and fondled her breasts from behind.
Matthew's attention was caught by the sight of his sister, her own dress also cast aside, kneeling between Rick's spread thighs. Janie was licking and sucking the union of the two lovers in front of her, sucking on Rick's heavy balls and licking upwards to lap at Zoe's exposed clit.
Bethany's hands slid down Matthew's chest to tease his hard nipples.
"Should I send you over there to help Janie lick them to orgasm," Bethany said softly in Matthew's ear, "or shall we just watch?"
She tweaked Matthew's nipples when he started to answer and shushed him to watch and listen.
"I suppose," Bethany said gently, "that tonight has been an awakening in some ways, especially in learning about Janie and your parents. I've known since Janie came back from that weekend when your mom told her everything. And your mother has been our guide and confidante in all things kink since then. Who do you think holds court at some of the munches and play parties we've been going to. Oh, Matty, we have so much catching up to do once the restrictions are all lifted. I am so looking forward to leading you into those gatherings and introducing you as my collared slut."
Bethany giggled as Matthew moaned at the combination of the nipple teasing and the highly erotic scene playing out in front of them. As they watched, Zoe adjusted to the fullness of Rick's cock and she bounced on it for all she was worth. Rick announced his own imminent orgasm and Zoe timed it perfectly. Raising up enough to let Rick's cock slide from her pussy, Zoe guided Janie's mouth over the thick head just as it started spurting.
"Let's see if she takes it all," Bethany whispered, "Rick cums so much, but Janie is very good at swallowing every drop.
Matthew wasn't sure if he should be uncomfortable knowing that about his sister, or proud of her for it.
Zoe's small hands pumped Rick's shaft to ensure that every drop of cum was milked into Janie's eager mouth. Janie sucked down the last of Rick's flowing cum, licked the head of his cock, and planted a soft sweet kiss right on the tip. With a satisfied smile, she stood up and leaned forward to share the flavors of Rick's cum with Zoe in an energetic French kiss.
After kissing Zoe, Janie moved over beside Bethany's chair. She bent over to give Bethany an equally ardent and sensual kiss while one of Bethany's hands left Matthew's chest to stroke and play with Janie's breasts.
Before returning to her seat, Janie knelt down beside Matthew. Leaning close, she made as if to kiss him too.
"Isn't cum yummy, Matty?" Janie said playfully, "don't you love the taste of nice fresh cum?"
Janie slipped away and Bethany leaned forward as she tilted Matthew's face up to meet hers. Bethany circled Matthew's lips with the tip of her tongue and then kissed him as deeply as the one she had received.
"We all know Matty loves the taste of cum and that he licks up all his messes." Bethany told her slut softly.
As the night progressed, Matthew served drinks and laid out the light snacks that had arrived earlier in the day. Finally, Zoe rounded up Rick and Janie and made sure both were ready to leave. Matthew didn't even look for his clothes when it was time to open the apartment door and stood there as Bethany hugged and kissed her guests and made commitments to get together again soon.
With the three guests gone and the door closed, a welcome quiet filled the apartment. Bethany pulled Matthew close and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you Matty," Bethany said, "for a wonderful evening and being so well behaved."
"Thank you, Miss Bethany," Matthew replied softly.
"I am going to shower and change while you tidy up," Bethany added, "I'll put the key on your vanity so you can remove the cage to have your shower and I'll come to tuck you into bed."
