Becoming the Family Wench

The dildo had opened me up forcibly and now felt incredible. I hadn't cum in days and it was scraping that deep spot, replacing any pleasure I once got from my locked cock. I tried not to moan but it was impossible with the thick phallus pushing against my walls. I realized it wasn't quite big enough though and that I needed more.....

"What are you thinkin' about over there?" Simon asked, right on cue. Of course I couldn't respond.

After dining, Daddy rubbed my shoulders, pushing me deeper onto the seat. I pleaded for solace but all I got was a warning to keep quiet. When he finished and my poor prostate was surely bruised, he and they guys went upstairs while Mommy washed.

"I guess I can let you out now," she said once the dishes were done.

She undid my cuffs and slid me off the seat, then finally let me out of the gag. I stretched my sore jaw and looked down at the seat. It glistened with my ass juice. As humiliating as the experience was, I had to admit my butt now felt empty, lonely.

While watching TV with the boys that night, Daddy's finger squirmed its way past my thong, straight inside. Once it was knuckle-deep, he wriggled around, tapped my prostate, made me pant. Even in chastity my cock leaked, the evidence prominent on my pink nightie. Simon asked if I could sit on his lap after but Daddy said not tonight, he wanted his daughter-wife all to himself.

Clearly Simon was jealous because when the lights were out he slipped into my room.

"Princess," he whispered. "Wake up, I need some head."

"W-what?"

I groggily awoke to Simon's rock hard meat smacking my cheek, TAP TAP TAP, before he hastily slipped it between my lips. I gasped, still not sure if this was just a dream, but when I felt him pull me up to get a better angle I knew it was real.

"Down on your knees, Princess."

He randily pulled me out of bed and onto the floor, the position he thought most appropriate to please him.

Though I was exhausted, the sight of his beautiful manhood admittedly turned me on. My caged cock pulsed pitifully as I sucked my cousin off which only cemented how low I'd fallen.

Simon didn't let me have any water after he spilled down my throat, so I woke up to the acrid taste of his seed still on my tongue. The phantom flavor somehow remained all day, a reminder of my lowly position as the family wench. But I wasn't truly the family wench, not yet at least.

"Come sit on my lap, sweetie," Daddy instructed when I walked into his room later that night. Mommy sent me in after dressing me in nothing but stockings and panties.

One of his hands went around my lower back while the other pinched my pink nipples. Our contrast was ridiculous. Me: thin, smooth, pale, in lingerie. Him: tanned, strong, bearded, in a work shirt and jeans.

"Have you liked stayin' with us so far?" he asked in between sultry kisses.

"Umm.. Uhh! I guess so...." With Daddy feeling up my trim waist I couldn't stop moaning.

"I think you've liked becoming my daughter. Simon told me you've also taken to your role in other ways, huh. Do you have anything to say about that?"

"Umm... He... He made me...."

"Now we both know that's horseshit," he said with a wry smirk. "Bitch boys like you are born to suck dick."

Tonight he didn't get mean though. Instead my uncle pulled the cherished key to my orgasms out of his pocket. My eyes lit up! Finally, a chance to be free! I started kissing his neck, hoping he wouldn't change his mind.

"Were you born to suck dick?" he asked, waving the the key in front of my face.

"Uhhh..." I didn't want to say it but I needed to cum so badly! "Y-yes, Daddy...."

"Yes, what, bitch?"

"Y-yes, Daddy... I was born to suck dick...."

There, I said it. The magic words. And they worked! Daddy unlocked the prison and my cock, pent up from days in chastity, sprang to life! Daddy's slapped my hand away with his big paw and instead fondled it himself. He then jammed his middle finger up my butt, all while caressing my sensitive shaft.

"Oooohhhh... Fuuuuckkk...." I whimpered.

His warm palm was covering my whole package, thumb circling my dripping tip. I was in heaven. Daddy made me preach my homosexuality, acknowledge I was born to take dick, born to be his bitch, all of which I admitted proudly. I'd never felt so good in my life and wanted to explode! But suddenly he stopped.

"Not yet, bitch. It's my turn now. On your knees."

I scrambled down and looked up, pupils full, so fucking turned on. His pants were off in a flash and fished out his package, but before I could give it a proper kiss he shoved it right in!

"ACK!"

I choked, because in fatherly fashion his was even bigger than Simon's! A pale sword with sheathed tip and blonde bush sprouting wildly at the base.

"That's it. That's why you really came here this summer. To be my little cunt. My faggot. My bitchboy daughter-wife fuck toy slave! UNH!"

He twisted his hips and slapped my cheeks with his surprisingly hefty cock. Left, right, left, right. It started to hurt so I grabbed it with both hands and dove down on the uncut tip. I slurped the pooling precum while pulling his skin down, then licked all around his sensitive crown.

"Fuuuuuck, that's good."

Betty probably didn't suck him often because my uncle was sweating after only a minute.

"Hold up," he panted, then stood. He positioned his tip in my mouth and told me to look up. "Jerk off now, boy. I know you're horny. Let's see that clit squirt with my cock in yer mouth."

My eyes widened at his lewd request, but it was a simple task. I was rock hard and ready to go, and sucking his giant cock only got me closer to busting. As I jerked myself, uncle worked my head down another inch. Cock in my throat, stockings rubbing my smooth shins, thong riding my asscrack, it was all so fucking hot I couldn't believe it! My eyes rolled back and my whole body shuddered rabidly.

"UooOoohhhhHHh!" I cried, ribbons spewing onto Daddy's jeans and hairy feet.

He came at the same time, filling my mouth with a ridiculous amount of bitter goo. I sputtered and tried to swallow but he scolded me. It tasted foul, but Daddy made me hold it in my mouth until he felt he'd fully drained himself, then he pulled his tip out and let me drink it.

Daddy seemed pretty sleepy after the affair and started drifting towards his bed, simultaneously shooing me out of his room.

"Goodnight, princess, I love you."

"Goodnight, Daddy, love you too."

I kissed him and parted. Walking to my room, I was giddy because in Daddy's fatigue he'd forgotten to lock me. I had to be quick to bed though, because the hallways were a jungle at this time of night with beasts prowling every corner.

"Gotcha!"

A hand shot out of the dark and yanked me into the laundry room.

"Quiet down!" the southern drawl grunted while wrestling me to the floor. I recognized the voice as Aaron and was shocked! He finally broke!

I knew better than to fight so I laid in the position he was forcing, on my back.

"Stay there," he muttered, then crawled up my chest and locked his knees around my ribcage.

Staring down at me, I could see he was completely naked. His hairy upper thighs and cute hairy butt looked well-trained and ready to hump. He had a strong stomach, round biceps, juicy pecs, and was covered in fur in all the right places. While I drooled slack jaw at the specimen on top of me, Aaron took advantage.

"Aar-ACK!"

He slipped his 8 inches right into my wet, open mouth. It wasn't as long as the rest of his family's but it was thicker, and his coke nearly broke my jaw. He dipped in and out, smirking as he slowly fucked my face.

"Fuck... Yeah..." he huffed, getting worked up.

I could feel myself getting worked up too, even though I'd just cum with his father. My cock was rock hard from getting skull fucked again!! Each glide past my uvula made my engorged tip twitch. After a few more gags Aaron kneeled up and started jerking his thick club. Then he leaned forward and stared at me.

"You better still have this on your face when I see you tomorrow."

I looked at him quizzically but he just laughed, then:

"Fuuuuuckk!"

His load was ludicrously large, and by the time the two dozen or so ropes had shot my entire face was coated. It took him 20 seconds just to get it all out and I was positively drenched after.

When I opened my painted lips some dripped in, mixing father and son's seed. Breathing through my nostrils was no better as cum flowed in like mucous. And of course my eyes were glued shut, but that didn't matter because Aaron had already stood up.

"You might wanna lay here for a minute til it dries, otherwise you're gonna have to clean the carpet."

He walked out and left me lying in the dark. I obeyed and stayed still for 10 minutes, soaking it all in. I'd now tasted the sperm or every man in this house, been finger fucked daily, even sucked tits for Christ's sake! And through it all, just like now, my cock was raging.

I stood up and scraped the crusty glue off my orifices. Opening my eyes turned out to be a mistake though because I saw Aaron had left me laundry to fold. Mommy would kill me if I didn't take care of it immediately, so I went straight to work, dry cum on my face. The whole situation turned out to be too much much to handle though and I almost broke down. My tummy was so full of cum and I was so tired. But then out of nowhere my prince charming walked in!

"Oh, sweetheart, what's wrong?"

He came over and I told him what happened.

"Heh, he really drenched ya, huh? Well, I guess I can't kiss you then."

I pouted but Simon just pulled me up.

"Fold those tomorrow, you got something else to take care of now." He grabbed my diamond hard clit and led me down the dark hall. "Pop let you out of the cage?"

"Yeah..."

"Look at you. Hard as a rock in your panties. Cum all over your face. I bet you swallowed my Dad tonight too, didn't you?"

"Yeah..."

"Ahh, our little girl makin' us proud. Come on now, sweet thang, lay on your back."

He'd brought us into my room and my head was now back in the pillows. His arms went under my knees and he folded me in half. His thick body was pressed against mine, our faces touching, and suddenly everything felt real. This wasn't just blowjobs anymore. Simon was about to take my virginity!

"Siii-uhhhhh..."

Why even try to stop him? His big naked body felt so good on mine.... I surrendered.

"That's it," he whispered, dick slick, tip pushing in like a fist. I cried out but he covered my mouth with one hand. "Don't wake everyone up."

I wondered if he cared about touching his own brother's jizz that was still on my face, but he seemed more occupied with shimmying his junk into my small hole. He spread my legs wider and nudged in a few more inches. With no cage, my dick stuck straight up between us.

"Look at you. You love this."

He pawed it like a cat but never stopped his descent.

"Eeee!" I squealed when he got all the way in.

Though I'd been eager to get fucked, he was huge and it was a lot to take! My hole felt beyond full, my prostate pushed past its limit.

"Fuck baby...." He slid out halfway. "You're so fuuuucking tight..."

I clawed the sheets each time he drove his cock back in. Once I was open though, the pleasure was unreal. His big cock gliding in and out of my smooth insides was mind blowing--I couldn't believe it! I was so close to busting, to cumming all over another man's cock!

"Uhhh! Oh god! OH GOD! UUHHHHH!"

"My. Fuckin'. Cunt," he puffed, punching back in with each word.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!!!"

"Do it! Cum on my fuckin' dick!"

"AAAAHHHH!"

Simon jerked my clit while humping and it made me explode. My walls put his shaft in a chokehold and each squirt massaged all 9 inches. He started busting inside me, inside the only hole they hadn't yet filled, and now I was positively stuffed. Every hole, every possible place they could've filled me they did, and all in an hour! I felt so bizarre, so confused about having the best orgasms of my life while being reduced to a sissy sex slave. Why was I enjoying this?? It didn't make sense!!

"I want you to get a pad for your panties once I'm gone. I don't want my nut slippin' out while you sleep." Simon stroked my face lovingly but still didn't kiss me, since his brother's crust remained. "Alright, princess, I gotta go to bed. See you tomorrow. I love you."

It was humiliating to say I loved him back, especially after being so thoroughly degraded by this family, but they are my family....

I couldn't get my maxi pad until my face dried again, since Aaron's cum had mixed with some sweat and tears and remoistened. After I did I eventually fell asleep, undeniably dominated.

Things were different after that night. The men knew they owned me now in all ways. Daddy cornered me in the bathroom before work the next morning to assault my mouth.

"I know what you did last night, givin' up your cherry so easy. You'll be punished for it later."

He angrily skull fucked me and when he came all over my face it ruined my makeup. Then he walked out and I heard him hop in his truck. Mommy entered after to see me distraught, on my knees, covered in her husband's jizz. Instead of consoling me though she berated me.

"Dammit, girl, now we're gonna have to do you all over again!"

Incidents like these were commonplace once I'd settled in as the bitch girl, and strangely I got used to them, as well as my new family. I became fond of my cousins, even Aaron who was much nicer when he realized I gave better blowjobs when happy. But I was especially fond of Simon, who couldn't help but fuck me twice as often as the rest.

Mommy got her fill too, often joining in at night while Daddy railed me. She'd force my ass back on his dick, mash my head into his pubes, and even make me eat her cunt, something I never got used to.

But usually it was just the guys who had their way with me. Our TV hour had morphed into an orgy, my mouth passed from lap to lap while they drank beer. Or I'd be impaled on Daddy and have to suck Simon and Aaron's dicks simultaneously. It wasn't easy, but I was always just as hard as them.

A few other racy scenarios occurred, like when our neighbor, a handsome gentleman from down the road, stopped by for drinks. Daddy was showing me off, evidently proud of his daughter, making me fetch cocktails. By the time they were drunk he offered up my mouth, and I, a bit tipsy myself, happily obliged. I was so used to obeying that the request didn't even seem absurd, and in the end I actually liked sucking him!

July 4th marched by, then August, September, and suddenly Labor Day was around the corner. I knew I had to get back to the city but also felt an unnerving desire to stay. To be their daughter, their sex slave. I loved getting pretty with Mommy and receiving attention from the boys. But most of all, I loved the life-changing orgasms they gave me, the raw submission of taking their cocks like a bitch. But who was I kidding, I had to go back!

I decided to broach the topic with my Aunt since I feared Daddy would whoop me for even suggesting I leave. He acted like I was their permanent daughter now and would surely be sore at losing his on-tap blowjobs.

"Mommy....." I peeped cautiously while we folded laundry.

"Yes, dear?"

She looked at me, her smile bright as ever. She'd been in a jolly mood since the day she turned me and I was terrified of ruining it.

"Umm... I was wondering if you might be able to drive me to the bus stop tomorrow morning. It leaves at 6...."

"Oh, don't be silly, dear, you're not going anywhere. You're staying right here with us. You don't need to go back to that dirty school where the men will surely take advantage of you. Back to college... Tuh. As if a girl like you needs an education. It'll do nothing but spoil you, everything you need is here with us."

She gave a satisfied "hmph" then returned to folding.

"But Mommy...."

I finally got the courage to look up and she was glaring at me, nostrils flared.

"Dammit, girl! You're my daughter now and that's final! And if you EVER bring up leaving again I'll lock you in the basement and we'll keep you there til you behave!"

Aware that her threats carried weight, I shut up and began formulating a new plan. While we cleaned, I covertly hunted for my belongings but strangely couldn't find them anywhere. Realizing she'd hidden my clothes, I needed plan C.

"Simon...."

"What was that?" Mommy snapped. "Get back to work, and don't forget what I said!"

Later that night during one of Simon's conjugal visits, his cum up deep in my ass, his father's and brother's in my belly, I asked for help.

"But I don't want you to leave either," he responded earnestly, to my disappointment. "I finally got me a girl who does what I say with a smile on her face."

He gave me a kiss and I couldn't help but grin at him. It was true, I loved doing things for Simon, being his girl, his bitch, but I had to leave! So I manipulated his cock and mind, played into his machismo, told him he's my favorite but I'll never forgive him if he doesn't help me. Finally he acquiesced, seconds before his loving, lubey handjob ended in fireworks.

"Thank you." I kissed him.

"Can I visit you? Maybe even bring a dress....? We could get a hotel."

He looked sullen about me leaving but also hopeful for the future. I told him of course he could visit, which was probably true but that didn't matter right now. I instructed him to sneak into the attic and grab my stuff, then throw it all in his car. Once it was ready, he was to wake me up then ideally carry me down. He promised I wouldn't even have to break my beauty sleep.

"Thank you for this, Simon, really."

We kissed once more then he slipped into the hallway. I was too anxious to sleep and especially terrified he'd get caught while rustling around. If he fucked this up I'd undoubtedly get spanked! Or worse!!

Sleep ultimately got the best of me and I passed out around 2AM. I had told Simon we should leave at 3 in order to beat his early bird parents. He could just drop me at the bus stop, and by the time Mommy and Daddy knew I was gone I'd be well on my way back east.

"Wake up," I heard in the middle of a dream. "We gotta go."

"Uhhh... Did you get everything?" I asked groggily.

"Yeah, yeah, just go back to sleep."

"Okay...." he didn't have to ask me twice. I passed out right in Simon's arms.

I could feel us walking downstairs, then the warm Texan air. The car door opened, Simon laid me down and we drove down a flat highway to the stop. When we got there, he gave me a nudge and asked:

"How bout one more, for old times?"

I opened my eyes to see his sausage spearing upwards.

"Okay..." I tried to hide my adoration and excitement. I knew he was also doing this for me.

"Well, I guess I can't kiss you...." he said somewhat sorely after cumming down my throat for the last time this summer.

We looked at each other warmly as the sun rose.

"Ah, fuck it," he scoffed, then gave me a big fat kiss on the lips. It was perfect.

"Bye, Simon," I said gloomily when the bus rolled up. He'd waited with me the whole time like a gentleman.

"Bye, Princess. Hope you stay with us again next year."

"M-me too....."

I was close to crying as all the emotions from the past few months rained down. I wasn't sure I'd ever be the same again. These people had changed me permanently.

I got on the bus and stared wistfully out the window. Conflicted as I was, my hand slipped into my pocket to cradle the only thing that could bring me comfort now, the pair of panties I'd snuck out with me. I couldn't wait to wear them secretly at school, maybe even find a guy to show them off to. If not though, I knew there was always next summer...