Cursed Pt. 02

I hid for the remainder of the afternoon, trying to stay off everyone's 'radar'. However, just as I was ready to leave for my dinner break, Leslie walked into the back room. "Would you like to go have something to eat?" she asked.

The word was out of my mouth before my brain engaged, "Sure!" I said. So I joined her in her little red sports car as she zipped out of the parking lot and down the road. "So, what are you in the mood for, Mexican? Chinese?" I asked.

"Cock, Pussy." was her reply. She again drove to the park, but pulled into a rather busy parking lot. I looked at her quizzically. She popped the trunk and grabbed a blanket then took my hand and guided me toward one of the trails. I was beginning to see her plan.

We hiked a few minutes, then she led me to a barely discernible side path. A few hundred yards later the path entered a small, secluded clearing. "How's this?" she asked.

"Beautiful!" was my honest reply.

Leslie spread out the blanket, then stripped off all of her clothes and lay naked on the blanket in a public park just a few hundred yards away from a busy trail! However, I joined her. Our clothes were in a stack when I took her in my arms and kissed her. Her ample, naked breasts were pressed against me as our passionate kiss continued. Without breaking our lip lock, she rolled on top of me and slid my hard cock into her pussy. We were both panting when that kiss ended.

Then she raised herself just enough that her nipples grazed my chest, moving back and forth, up and down, teasing my nipples with hers, and teasing my cock with the slight motions of her body. However, I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping and loosening, massaging my cock inside her. (As my cock has grown larger, I have been able to feel the actions and contractions of my partner's pussy around my cock more distinctly.) Her nipples brushing against mine sent shock waves through my system. Finally, I lifted one breast to my mouth and began to thrust up into her wet pussy. Her breasts were a sumptuous feast! She responded by pumping and rocking her hips as she rode my engorged shaft. The pace of our coupling increased and increased, until we were pumping and thrusting furiously; it was almost as if I were trying to buck her off, which of course, I was not! Then Leslie's coordination failed her as she began to tremble and spasm. I grabbed her hips to control the action as I continued to thrust powerfully into her convulsing pussy. Again and again my rigid shaft penetrated deep inside her until my own climax roared through me and exploded in jets of semen shooting into her. I pumped and thrust wildly, rockets of my cum shooting deep into her core on every thrust. Again and again I shot my essence into her, until my passion was spent and I began to relax. Leslie collapsed onto my sweat covered chest, her beautiful breasts sliding over my sweat slick flesh.

We lay there, joined together, recovering, in the afternoon sun. We were naked, one with nature, floating on our post-orgasmic high. The breeze was drying the perspiration off our sex fevered bodies.

Then we heard voices coming from the little side trail. Someone was coming! We scrambled for our clothes. We both had pants on, and Leslie was picking up her top when another couple entered the clearing. She quickly pulled her top over her head, but I was sure that the other couple saw enough to know exactly what we had been doing. However, they were also carrying a blanket, so they most likely would be doing the same thing.

We greeted the other couple while putting on shoes and generally finishing getting dressed. Then we wished them good luck and goodbye and headed back to the car.

I asked Leslie to drop me at the other end of the mall so I could pick up the supplements I had requested earlier. Mia was gone for the day, but the four boxes were sitting beside the register. A substantial discount reduced the total cost, marked 'friends and family discount', with several hearts and smiley face around the note. The guy who rung up the sale smiled when he saw that, but did not comment.

The evening shift went like many recent ones: women touching and rubbing my chest or my genitals, women exposing their breasts or pussy to me, women rubbing their bodies against mine, women making lewd suggestive comments or outright propositioning me.

But one stands out. I was covering in ladies athletic wear when a 50-something lady came up to me. From the outset she had an air of entitlement, she believed that she should ALWAYS get whatever she might want. As she approached she was unbuttoning the front of her blouse, and she had at least four buttons open to show her massive cleavage. She rubbed her hands up and down my chest, then she continued down my body to caress my firm abdomen. As she prepared to continue further down my body, she lifted her enormous boobs up and over the top of her bra, fully displaying her massive breasts to me. Then she bent slightly, allowing her mammaries to hang freely as she reached down to rub and caress my cock and balls. I cannot say that the combination of the visual and physical stimulation had no effect on me, but I did not respond.

When she straightened she rubbed her bare boobs against my chest and asked, "Isn't there someplace here that we could go to 'talk' and get to know each other intimately?"

"No, ma'am." I responded. "We don't have any room like that. Besides, I'm required to be helping here on the sales floor. "

She waggled her shoulders and rubbed her massive, naked boobs against my chest. "Wouldn't you like to spend a little private time with me? Huh, big boy?"

I stiffened my back and said, "No, we do not have a private space for such activities. Also, please note: you appear to be older than my mother, and I would not choose to FUCK my mother!"

She slapped me, turned on her heel, and stormed toward the front door while trying to stuff her huge boobs back into her bra. Adrianne caught my eye and gave me two thumbs up.

However, about 10 minutes later a man came storming in demanding to speak to the manager, that same lady following behind. Arianna was the acting manager, so she went to speak to him. As was protocol, she suggested that they move to the manager's office to discuss their concerns, but the man would not hear of it. In the middle of the store and in a booming voice that carried to every corner of the store, he said that I had physically and sexually assaulted his wife. He demanded that I be fired immediately, and that I be held until the police arrived because they were going to press charges.

Now Arianna smiled and said, "I happen to have witnessed the entire incident. Perhaps you would like to come to the office where you can watch the security video. If you want to proceed with legal action, we will happily provide you with a copy of the security footage."

The man, pleased with her cooperation, agreed. Arianna asked me to also be present during the showing. The lady was now suggesting to her husband that maybe this had been blown out of proportion, maybe they should just forget it and go home. But the man was angry and would not listen.

Arianna smiled as she arranged some chairs around the small monitor for viewing security footage. She selected the appropriate camera and queued up to a time shortly before the lady approached me. The video clearly showed her rubbing herself against me, caressing my chest, exposing her breasts, and touching my genitals. Without sound it also showed her earnestly speaking to me, then her slapping me. Throughout, I never raised a hand or touched her in any way.

The man's face changed from anger to disbelief and then to rage, while his wife shrank smaller and smaller in her seat. Finally, he grabbed her wrist and stormed out of the office and out of the store without a word.

Adrianna said, "That was priceless!"

As I left after the store closed there were congratulations and high fives all around. The man had made certain that everyone in the store knew that he planned to have me fired and arrested. When he stormed out dragging his wife behind him, it was clear that things had not gone his way. I was still employed, and that said it all as far as the staff was concerned. I was in the right, and the company had stood behind me! Everyone felt better because of that.

As I drove home, the surveillance video ran through my head again and again. When I reached the house, Marlin was at the club as usual. Lauren and Ashley had gone to a local theater production. I put the supply of tea away.

Then I began to search, it didn't take long! Lauren's old room had a smoke detector in it, and there was another one in the hall just outside her room. Odd? I opened the one in her room and found just what I expected, a miniature video camera! My father had been peeping on Lauren, probably since she moved into the house!

I then went to my father's small study and opened his computer (his password was his initials and birthdate!). After searching for a few minutes I found a large folder labeled 'Lauren', filled with encrypted files. That was very suspicious.

I called a friend who is a computer whiz and told him what I suspected. He said that he could come over and make a clone of the drive, then he would work on breaking the encryption. Before Ashley and Lauren were home, Brian had a copy of the drive and was headed home to work on it.

I was livid! My own father was a filthy pervert!! Now, I am fine with nudity and about any sex act that consenting adults choose to participate in. But spying on your unsuspecting step-daughter? No way!

I began to think about his penalty. I started by rerouting the video feed to my computer. Then I went online and ordered several top-of-the-line surveillance cameras and some other items. He would have NO privacy! Then I decided on the rest of his penalty!

The girls arrived home soon after that. They went into the bedroom, removed their clothing, and came back to the kitchen. I had stripped earlier, so we sat at the kitchen table in the nude while they drank some tea and I had a beer. I did not mention my discovery.

Then we went to the bedroom to 'play'.

It was much later when I heard Melvin returning home from the club. I had changed the password to his computer, and I heard him swearing and slamming things in his study. Tomorrow morning would be interesting.

I had set an alarm for 7:00 AM on Saturday. Lauren and Ashley grumbled at the sound, but rolled over and were quickly back asleep.

I went to Melvin's new room, threw open the door, and turned on the light. "You foul, worthless, perverted piece of shit!" I bellowed. He was hungover and confused. "Spying on your step-daughter! You videoed her in her bedroom, then, what? Did you masturbate while you watch them?" His reaction told me that I was exactly correct. "You worthless worm!"

Then I continued, "Your life is no longer yours, starting NOW! You invaded Lauren's privacy, now you will have NO PRIVACY! NONE AT ALL!! You will be our SLAVE!! I will video you whenever you are in the house, but at least you know it! You will wear what we tell you to wear, you will do what we tell you to do, you will refrain from doing anything that we tell you not to do." I was on a roll and Marvin was shrinking smaller and smaller on his bed. "At home you will address me as Master, or Master Michael. You will address the Ladies as Mistress Ashley or Mistress Lauren, or just Mistress, but never by just their first name. In public you will address them as Lady Ashley or Lady Lauren, and me as Sir, or Mr. Michael." Then I continued, "I will outline your financial situation later, but suffice it to say that you will provide comfortably for this household and its occupants!" I concluded with, "If you are not willing to accept these terms, I will make sure that your firm, the wider community, and the authorities know what you have been doing!"

He pleaded, "Please, no. I will do what you want. I couldn't stand to be disgraced. I couldn't bear to go to jail!"

"How do you address me?"

Tentatively he said, "Master Michael?"

"That's right! Master Michael, or Master; in public Sir, or Mr. Michael. And the Ladies?"

"Mistress, Mistress Ashley or Mistress Lauren?"

"Right! And in public?"

"Lady?"

"Go on..."

"Lady Ashley or Lady Lauren. But won't people think that strange?"

"You can simply say that you feel there has been a terrible decline in civility, and you are trying to do your part to restore it." Then I added, "You will not discuss the structure and arrangements of this household with ANYONE other than the three of us, nor will you discuss any occurrences that you may witness or experience with anyone outside of this household. Clear?"

"Yes." he said contritely.

"Yes, WHAT?" I bellowed.

"Yes, Master."

"That's better. But you need to practice, don't you agree?"

"Yes, Master Michael."

"Yes, that is better. Now, go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. Put on a jock strap, you do have one, don't you? Then go to the kitchen and fix a nice breakfast for the rest of us. Understood?"

"Yes, Master Michael."

I left the room and returned to the Master Bedroom where my Ladies were beginning to awaken. I explained what I had discovered. Ashley looked ready to kill, Lauren looked like she was going to throw-up. Then I told them what his punishment was.

At first Ashley couldn't believe it. "You are making him our SLAVE?"

"Exactly! Inside this house he will do exactly what you or I say. Outside the house he will continue to work, but otherwise he will follow our commands. He will refer to you as Mistress in the house, and Lady when we are in public."

Then I continued, "I will use the same camera he used to spy on you, Lauren, to monitor his activity. Because, now I haven't told him this part yet, I will instruct him that he is not allowed to ejaculate without permission. If he wants, he can masturbate, but he is not allowed to cum!"

"Like you do with us, Lauren asked?"

"Not at all!" I said sharply. "With you, it is to build sexual awareness, trust, and increased passion. For him, it will be punishment, plain and simple; a means to reinforce his new, subservient position. In the house he will wear what we tell him to wear. I was thinking about only a leather collar plus a leather cock and ball harness. Nothing else."

Ashley asked, "Isn't that a little harsh?"

"Weren't you ready to strangle him with your bare hands just a few minutes ago? It is not as extreme as that. He has proven that he is a foul, perverted, worthless worm. He will be treated as such."

Both Ladies agreed and nodded.

"Something else that I have been thinking about is for the three of us to go nude while in the house. It would reflect our new sexual freedom, and would be a torment to Melvin."

Ashley and Lauren both paused, then Ashley said, "Let's think about that for a while. Maybe later, after all the other changes settle, but not yet. But, we could be 'clothing optional'. If one chooses to wear clothes, fine; if one wants to go nude that's good too."

"OK, I 'm good with that. Melvin is in the kitchen making breakfast; I told him to wear only a jock strap. I want him to feel embarrassed and intimidated, especially now." No one objected to this.

I walked into the kitchen nude, my cock was about 1/3 erect, so it didn't stand straight up, but showed much of its size. Ashley wore bra and thong panties, while Lauren wore a silk robe with a nothing underneath. Melvin was wearing a jock strap and nothing else. The pouch of it showed that it was not very full.

He served us sausage and pancakes with warm syrup, he prepared tea for the Ladies and coffee for me. Then he ate standing up at the counter while the three of us enjoyed our breakfast. When we had finished, we left the table for Melvin to clean up. After dressing for work I stopped in the kitchen and told Melvin, "One other rule: You are not to ejaculate for any reason or under any circumstances unless one of us orders you to do that. CLEAR?"

He gulped. "Yes... Yes, Master Michael. I understand and I will obey."

I left for work.

The store did not receive shipments on Saturday, so I was on the sales floor all day. There was some kind of special discount sale going on so we were especially busy. As a roving sales assistant, I moved from department to department as the customer flow required. I had a number of female customers flirting with me and groping me, but not as many, or not as obviously as many days. We barely had time for dinner break, so someone ordered delivery from the food court. It was soon 9PM, and I had made it through the day without any major incidents.

When I arrived home, my Ladies were watching a romantic comedy in the den. Marlin was in his study, so I went on to my old room. I scanned the video feed from Marlin's room and verified that he had not masturbated or ejaculated during the day. Then I grabbed a XXX video and took it into the den where that movie was coming to its tearful conclusion. I suggested that we could watch the entire video, then each lady could pick one scene that they would like to reenact. Both Lauren and Ashley were excited about that plan.

During the 90 minute video called "Blast Off" there were numerous male-female scenes including nearly every position ever recorded on video: cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggie, rocking chair, side-by-side, standing, numerous variations of missionary; there was fellatio, cunnilingus, m-f 69, f-f 69, m-m 69, double penetration, triple penetration, some female strap-on scenes, and on and on. The opening scene showed a man masturbating with a cum shot that looked like it went nearly 3 feet in the air.

My Ladies decided. First they were going to masturbate me. They were sure mine was more forceful than that in the opening scene. Lauren wanted to try with her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, but most of her weight supported by my cock joined into her pussy. Ashley said, "I'm curious about double penetration, vagina-anus, but I don't want to bring anyone else into our little circle."

"Do you have a vibrator?" I asked..

Ashley blushed. "Well, yes, Michael." This beautiful, 40 year old woman, with whom I had sex in nearly every imaginable way, was blushing to admit that she owned a vibrator. Amazing!

"Would you prefer my cock in your pussy or your anus?"

"Oh, my pussy, please, Michael." She said looking at the size of my cock.

"Do you have an appropriate size vibrator that you would be willing to dedicate to anal play?"

"Yes ... But why?"

"Once the vibrator has been used in the anus, it will pick up fecal bacteria that are almost impossible to remove. We don't want to risk the possibility of transferring any of that bacteria into your vagina."

"Oh!"

Ashley went to a drawer next to the bed and pulled out several dildo vibrators of various sizes. "Which one do you think?"

"It should be large enough to create a real sense of fullness. As large as a man's cock or slightly larger. How about this one?" It was a big, black, heavily veined dildo over 8" long and at least 2" in diameter. It had a handle extension for a good grip, and a large large knob of a penis head.

"THAT??!! Won't that split my ass wide open?" Ashley exclaimed with some alarm.

"Choose what you want, but if you want the sensation of double penetration, you will need something like that. Of course, some lube will be required."

"A LOT of lube, I believe!" But she left that one sitting on the bed and returned the others to her drawer.

Lauren said, "Now that we have that decided, let's get down to business! Michael, please lie down in the middle of the bed."

I did as requested, a Lady on each side. They began caressing my chest, moving toward my nipples, then circling my nipples with their fingers. After my cock was rigidly pointing straight up, they began to suck on my nipples with increasing vigor.