A Taste of Slavery Ch. 47

"You assume correctly, Mistress," I replied. "It extended to anything not prohibited by the law."

Brianna was quiet several seconds. "If it's not against the law and wouldn't result in arrests on my property, I guess I'm not going to quibble about it. Until recently almost everything we did here was against the law until someone realized lesbianism was a natural state for some people and shouldn't be designated a criminal act. However, I will not demand my slave do the same towards her parents or brother. I'll leave that up to their moral discretion."

"Thank you for the clarification, Mistress," I replied.

Dan spoke up. "Pardon my interruption, Mistress Brianna, but if I could have your tolerance, I'd like to speak to my children and my wife in private before we go any further this evening."

"Understandable. Why don't you speak to one another in the living room. It's vacant at the moment. Cindy, you have my permission to speak to your parents. Get up."

Cindy stood up, Brianna handed her the end of her leash and she approached her parents.

There was no longer any question of what my Master was feeling. Behind me, he whispered, "What have you done, Julia?"

I turned to him, clumsily knelt in front of him and said, "Please forgive me, Master. I think it's best they know. These things tend to slip out over time. I'm hoping your parents will be reasonable."

"We'll soon find out, won't we?"

He left us and joined the rest of his family and they all left the room. Everyone else was looking at the fat, pregnant, naked slave, kneeling on the floor. Lisa gave me a hand to help me stand.

"I believe it's best I remain kneeling for now, Lisa. I'm sure I'll find myself back on my knees shortly. I feel so clumsy trying to kneel anymore. I think I'll just stay here."

She got down on her knees with me and laid her head on my shoulder. "I hope you know what you're doing."

"Me too."

Rhonda knelt down and put her head on my other shoulder and we waited. The room was relatively silent. I could hear whispers here and there, but no one spoke aloud. The minutes ticked by; five, ten, fifteen.

They all returned. Cindy rejoined her Mistress, kneeling and handing her the leash again. Master came up to us, not speaking, Dan and Sandy went to their chairs across the table. Dan said, "Carry on, Mistress. Thank you for your indulgence."

He didn't say another word for the moment. Master helped me to my feet.

Brianna looked at us and since nothing more was being said, spoke herself, "Everyone may grab one of the small plates which has a bite of food on it from the sideboard and hand feed this slave," Brianna said. "Zoe will keep track of the time to ensure no one exceeds the allotted limit."

I guess this meant Cindy was subject to my orders. Regardless of the fact I was Domina to Rhonda, I always wore the collar of subservience to my Master. Somewhat similar to Rhonda's position within our household, below everyone else, but subservient to me. The people standing next to the sideboard grabbed the plates set aside for them and started lining up in front of Cindy. Ingrid was the first to give Cindy a bite of potato and get her cunt licked in return. Dorinda the second, with a bite of salad.

Marcia, Evelyn, Sam and William were about halfway down the line. Neither of the men got an erection in fifteen seconds, though their cocks thickened and lengthened under Cindy's ministrations. None of the slaves had orgasms either. Fifteen seconds too brief even for horny slaves. Shasta didn't get in the line. I and Master's other slaves stayed where we were, waiting for instructions from Master. Almost everyone else had gone through the line before Dan and Sandy stood up. They both got plates of food for their daughter. Master followed them, so we got in line with him, picking up a plate of finger food.

Everyone held their collective breath when Dan fed Cindy his bit of food. She opened her mouth and Dan fed her his cock, ending the suspense.

"Time," Zoe called.

Sandy came next. "I love you so much," Sandy said. "You're a brave girl."

"Thank you, Miss Sandra."

Sandy fed her and Cindy licked her cunt. Zoe called time and Master was next. Most of the drama had already occurred. No one was surprised anymore when Cindy sucked his cock. I was next. I fed her a bite of meat and she licked my cunt. Not for the first time. When Zoe called time, I bent down and kissed her. Lisa and Rhonda took their turns and only Chantelle, Zoe and Brianna remained. Chantelle had been plating the food, Zoe the timekeeper and Brianna last as Mistress. Brianna received her oral pleasuring until she climaxed, the only one to do so. Her right as Cindy's new owner.

She sat down and said, "Everyone may begin dining now."

Brianna pulled her new slave into her lap after sitting down, somewhat funny because Brianna was a couple inches shorter than Cindy anyway, more slight and delicate looking. Nevertheless, Brianna held her, fed her, fondled her, and when Cindy was done eating, put her on her knees to pleasure her Mistress. She calmly dined while Cindy ate her out, cumming several times during her supper, praising her slave for her service. Cindy's face was even more glazed with cum when Brianna pushed back from the table.

"You now have from now until ten to enjoy this slave in my bed again. Chantelle, you may have first dibs on her since you were working this afternoon. Others have been assigned to clean up after supper. Ingrid, Jade, and Riyuki will be sharing my bed tonight, so they will wait until then."

Dan stood up again. "Mistress, if I might beg your pardon once more, there is one other thing which I wish to do before Cindy continues as entertainment for the evening. If one of your slaves could please bring me that fine paddle you have, I would appreciate it."

Brianna smiled at him. "Of course, Dan. Monique, please bring the paddle into the living room. Bring the analgesic cream as well."

"Yes, Mistress."

Brianna handed the end of Cindy's leash to Dan. "I assume you need this."

"Yes," he replied, "I do."

En masse, everyone who was still in the dining room moved to the living room. Nearly everyone else soon joined, word of mouth or whatever other form of communication used on the estate remarkably effective. Monique returned with the paddle. She handed it to Dan.

Dan bent Cindy over the back of the throne like chair.

"While I'm agreed that no laws have been broken," Dan said, "and I'm willing to allow things to continue as it appears they've been for the last week; this is not something which should have occurred without some serious discussion amongst all of us, as it concerned all of us. For doing this thing without such a family discussion, you will receive twenty strokes with this paddle. You will keep count of each stroke and thank me for each one. Do you understand, slave?"

"Yes, Master Dan," Cindy said in a tiny voice.

We then witnessed the hardest spanking I've ever seen. Each stroke of the paddle jolted Cindy's body. She teared up after the first one, sobbing loudly after five. Her bottom was a deep, dark red when Dan finished.

"Please apply some of your salve to this slave," Dan said. "Son, get your ass over here and bend over."

Monique took Cindy and gently smoothed some white cream on her bottom. Master must have expected to be next as he went without protest and bent over the chair as Cindy had done.

"It's a damn shame I have to do this to a grown man. Same deal, twenty strokes, keep count and thank me for each one."

"Okay, Dad."

If anything, the one Master received was worse than the one Cindy got. I was proud of Master. He got teary eyed. I don't think it could be otherwise, as hard as he was spanked, but he did not openly sob and he kept a good count.

"Julia, you're next."

"Yes, Master Dan." I took my place behind the chair replacing my Master. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Monique putting cream on Master's buttocks. Good.

He eyed my bulging belly. "Because you're so far with child, I'm giving you ten now, ten tomorrow morning. You're being punished for going along with it."

"I understand, Master Dan." I did, and it also meant Lisa and Rhonda would be getting one too. We were used to being punished. We could take it.

I cried, but I kept a good count. It was hard, but it was only ten strokes. All things considered, it was easier than the one he gave me Memorial Day. Monique applied salve to my bottom as well. As expected, Lisa and Rhonda both received twenty as well, both as hard as the one Cindy got.

"We'll say nothing more about it," Dan said as he finished the last one. "Brianna, you can have your slave back."

Cindy was led away to Brianna's bedroom, ready to be the estate fuck toy again. It would be hard to lie on her back. Sam and Bill sported erections. It was difficult for a Master to witness a beautiful slave be punished without getting hard, I think.

I took the cream from Monique and spread it over my slaves hind quarters. Master waited for me to finish.

"Would I be correct in assuming we might all like to experience the cool waters of the pool," Master said.

"That would be extremely welcome," Lisa replied.

Master led us all into the pool and we each sighed as we stepped into the cool water and it reached our bottoms.

******

SCOTT

What the fuck is Julia doing, I thought when she asked Zoe about Penal Code 285. Christ, we knew what it was because we'd been playing on the boundaries of it for a week. Is she going to tell everyone Cindy's been sucking my cock? Telling her to shut up wasn't going to do anything but call attention to Cindy and I, so I had to keep quiet. I hoped there was damn good reason she was bringing this up which wasn't going to put a fucking spotlight on us. Those hopes were quickly dashed.

"The law governing incest?" Zoe asked.

"Yes."

"My specialty is commercial law, not criminal. I'm only vaguely familiar with it."

"How quickly would it take you to look it up?"

Everyone began looking at us, wondering why Julia was asking the question. Cindy lowered her eyes, knowing a well as I did this was all going to come out. My parents were looking at me, then Cindy, then me again. My Dad's lips tightened the way they did when he got mad. I hadn't seen that look for a whole lot of years. Mom had a scared look on her face, wondering how deep our shame extended. Julia was only looking at Zoe, not looking at anyone else. Was she oblivious?

"About ten seconds on my phone," Zoe said.

"Could you please look it up right now?"

Zoe glanced at me, then Cindy. She looked at her phone, pulling up the relevant law.

"In your understanding of 285" Julia asked; "is there anything in there which would prohibit the new slave from expressing her gratitude for her feeding by sucking or licking the genitals of her brother or parents?"

Okay, not where I thought this might be going, but she was playing a risky game.

Zoe gave the explanation I knew she'd give. There was no legal reason Cindy couldn't suck my cock, nor Dad's nor Mom's cunt for that matter. So Julia asked Brianna if she would be outraged if Cindy treated her own family members no differently than anyone else. So all Brianna had to do was decide and maybe that would be the end of it, but Brianna had to know more. She asked why Julia was familiar with that particular law.

Julia said that Rhonda had looked it up. Julia had been concerned with her role as Cindy's Domina and wanted to know if she'd be violating the law. When Brianna asked if the knowledge of the law had resulted in some cock sucking training, Julia said it had. Dads hands balled up into fists. Oh, he was royally pissed. Mom looked more at ease, however. Perhaps the knowledge that nothing illegal had occurred and her children weren't going to be arrested, putting her mind to rest.

Brianna said she wouldn't be outraged if her slave showed gratitude the way she would to the others, but she wouldn't make her serve us either. Dad couldn't let it stand. He needed to know more and he wasn't going to be satisfied with where it was now. He asked for permission to discuss this with his family. Brianna handed Cindy her end of the leash and told her to go to her family, offering us the living room for some privacy.

"What have you done, Julia?" I whispered to the back of her head.

She turned and struggled to her knees. "Please forgive me, Master. I think it's best they know. These things tend to slip out over time. I'm hoping your parents will be reasonable."

"We'll soon find out, won't we?"

I joined the rest of my family and I felt like every eye was on me as we left the room.

We'd barely crossed the threshold when Dad turned and pushed his face into mine and low and threatening said, "What the fuck have you two been doing?"

Mom put a hand on his arm. "Honey, they didn't break the law." She thought a moment more. "Did you?"

"No, Mother, we followed the letter of the law," Cindy lied. "No one wanted to test Rhonda's loyalty to her job against her loyalty to Julia. We haven't fucked, at least, not that way."

"Why?" Dad growled, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

I didn't know what to say. I lusted after my sister. Even now I wanted to fuck her, despite my father's anger.

"It's my fault," Cindy said. "Mine entirely. Blame me if you must."

"It takes two to fuck," Dad said. "Why should I blame only you?"

"Because I love him," Cindy said. "I've loved him since I was a teenager. It's the reason I spied on him and Zoe having sex. I wasn't trying to learn about sex. I was jealous. I wanted to fuck him. I hatched a plan hoping he'd fuck me. I waited naked for him one day when you were gone and he was coming home from college. I pretended to come out of the shower when he went into the bathroom to pee. I was hoping he'd see me and make love to me, but either I wasn't pretty enough, or he was too honorable to fuck his little sister and he left me alone in the bathroom to cry."

Ah, jeez. Cindy had planned that whole thing?

"It's why I moved clear across the country and never come to visit. Because I couldn't stand seeing him happily married to Julia and knowing she was fucking him and I couldn't." She started crying. "I can't help how I feel about him, Mom."

Mother put her arms around her and pulled her into an embrace. "Oh, dear. We wondered why you never came home."

"Julia found out how much I loved him. She's generous enough to share even a tiny part of him with me. It's why I'm moving back to California. Perhaps her knowing and making sure we stay within what was legal and making sure nothing worse happened is the only reason nothing did. She makes sure we stay within the bounds of the law."

Except for once, in an incredible burst of generosity.

"Daddy, please don't hate me, and don't hate Scott either. I've added joy back into my life. I'm able to live closer to you because Julia doesn't mind if I love him and can share a tiny piece of him."

"Is that why you've never married, Cindy?" Dad asked.

"Partly. No other man I've dated ever measured up to my own brother. Except for him, females are more attractive to me. If I can't have him completely, I'd prefer Brianna."

"How about you, son?" Dad asked. "Is that why you married someone who looked so much like your sister? Don't think I didn't notice how much alike they are."

"I suspect it might have been part of my initial attraction, though I didn't realize it at the time. I've come to realize it might be part of it. It's not why I married her. I love Julia, and nothing I feel for anyone else would ever change that, but I am attracted to my sister. I feel the same things when she fucks someone else as I do when Julia fucked someone else. It may not be right, but I'm not sure it's entirely wrong, either. So what do we do about it? I doubt anyone's feelings or affections for each other is going to change, just because we know it's wrong."

"And you've been together sexually for how long?"

"Practically from the moment Cindy wanted to explore her submissiveness, so over a week now," I replied.

"And all your slaves were in on it?"

"Yes. We're all complicit. I'm not making excuses, Dad. I loved Cindy sucking my cock and I love eating her cunt. I loved fucking her ass. The others make sure it doesn't get out of hand. Someone else always sleeps between Cindy and I. We care for each other and my slaves don't give a shit."

"Fuck! I can't just let this go. You may not be breaking the fucking law, but you're having sex with your sibling. Christ!"

"Punish us, Daddy," Cindy said. "We have been bad. I should have talked to you first. I should have talked to you a long time ago. Told you how I felt, why I moved away, but I was too ashamed to tell you. Well, I'm a slave now. I have no more shame. You've seen me do things most fathers would never witness their daughter doing. I've done other things you haven't seen. Mom licking my Mistress while Mistress licked me. Mom watched me get double fucked by Sam and Bill while she masturbated. As a slave, I have no more shame. I'm not permitted to be anything other than a desirable little slut. But slaves are also punished. Punish me, punish all of us. I happily admit to being bad and deserving of punishment."

Dad looked at Mom. "Sandra?" A plea of I don't know what.

"Twenty strokes of the paddle, Dan. Hard. Don't spare them. Then we don't speak of it again and we let it continue, as is. We may take issue with it, but at least they're not doing anything they'll get arrested for. I almost prefer this to them fighting and not getting along. Don't know as if people have much control over who they love."

"If I do," Dad said, "it means you too, Scott. You're not getting out of a good deserved whipping because you're not a slave."

Hell, I was happy they planned to continue speaking to me and weren't seeking an end to it.

"I won't argue the point. I don't feel as if I'm doing something sinful, but I know you might not feel the same about it. I'll take whatever you think is fair."

"Done." He shook my hand and hugged my sister. Mom hugged us both.

We returned to the dining room, everyone expectant. Julia was still kneeling where I'd left her, looking up as we entered. Lisa and Rhonda kneeling beside her, hugging her. Cindy knelt before her new owner, handing her the end to her leash. My parents went to their previous chairs. I went to my slaves, helping Julia to her feet, the other rising with her.

Dad said, "Carry on, Mistress. Thank you for your indulgence."

Brianna gave instructions for the treatment of her slave. People started getting food from the sideboard, set up on small plates. They'd give Cindy a bite of food and then wait for her to properly thank them for feeding her. Zoe kept time. Fifteen seconds, no more for each one. She kept glancing at me, at us. I'm sure she was wondering at this point if I'd ever fucked my sister. Maybe after fucking her, I'd fucked Cindy. I'm sure she'd ask later. Julia was silent. I'm sure she was wondering what we'd talked about, if my relationship with the rest of my family was in the toilet. Actually, it worked out better than I had any right to expect, but I wasn't about to say anything to her yet. Let her stew for awhile. She'd taken a huge chance bringing it up, yet somehow managing for it to work out. I'd have much more to say about it later.

The line in front of my sister was getting shorter. Bill, Sam, Marcia and Evelyn had all gone through the line already. Since my parents were seated closer to the action than I was, they got a good view of Cindy sucking their cocks and licking their cunts. I had no idea what my parents were going to do yet. I wasn't going to go up there and throw it in their faces if they continued to sit there. I'd already indicated I wasn't ready to stop, but I wasn't going to do it in front of them. I wasn't watching them, so much as I was watching Cindy, wondering what was going on in her mind now.