My Mom Is a Slut Ch. 04

"Oh god! I - I - I'm sorry, Steve! I just - Oh God! It's time for breakfast!" Sandy couldn't look her brother in his eyes as she turned and fled the room!

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A short while later Master Nathan, Mistress Erin, Sandy and Steven were all at the table, with the guests seated at the head and foot, and the youngsters at the sides. Before emerging, Steven had slipped his singlet back on to offer himself some modesty in front of their guests. Whilst he sat at the table however, Steven found himself carefully inspecting the older couple, deciding correctly that they were both naked under their dressing gowns.

After an initially cold reception to her brother's arrival at the table, Sandy couldn't help herself, having to share with her brother the news about the cage on their father's penis. Surprisingly, he didn't seem all that surprised. After some discussion he admitted having seen "something" a few times over the months, not to mention wondering why his father had become so keen on avoiding urinals at public restrooms, instead choosing to always use a cubicle.

The still very naked slave maryanne and slave aaron finally emerged from the kitchen with food, placing it in front of each person in turn, before standing awkwardly near the breakfast-bar between the kitchen and dining rooms, much as they had the night before, although then they had been clothed. Unlike the night before, this time Master did not invite the slaves to join them at the table, and the couple stood awaiting further instructions.

Master had a question. "Can you help me, Sandy?"

The young lady was still very unsure about everything that she was learning, but she knew that what she did want was for her parents to be happy, and trying to be accepting toward their new 'friends' seemed the best way to do that. She offered a hesitant "Yes?"

"You choose - should your father kneel under the table in front of me again, like when I was drinking my coffee, or in front of Mistress Erin?"

Steven had also been brought up to speed about Master's accoutrement to his morning coffee... though neither sibling appreciated that this was a regular meal-time event to have their slaves pleasure them sexually under the table whenever they dined with the kids' parents - at least, except when in public. As insane as the question felt to be asked of her to decide, Sandy still found herself pondered it. If her dad actually did like sucking cocks... maybe she should let him do what he liked? She felt everyone's eyes on her, including those of her father.

"Um well, maybe just - stay the same as before?" Sandy pondered. She wondered how her mother must feel watching her husband sucking a man's cock. Or how she would feel seeing him giving oral pleasure to another woman. "No, swap!" She blurted out, flushing a little at making such a decision.

"Slaves, under the table." Master directed, as the kids realised it wasn't just slave aaron that the decision was effecting. The two slaves crawled under the table as their children watched, slave aaron in front of Mistress Erin, and slave maryanne in front of Master Nathan. Sandy eyed her brother as their unseen parents began oral duties on their Master and Mistress. Unlike earlier, they could all hear distinct noises coming from under the table as the slaves began pleasing their owners. The older couple continued to find small talk to engage the siblings, as Sandy noticed that her father's attentions toward his Mistress seemed to have a greater effect on her than he had had earlier on his Master; Mistress Erin was clearly enjoying her father's tongue as she talked and ate, to the point that she occasionally cooed out "Good boy" to slave aaron.

Once Master and Mistress had finished their breakfast, the two slaves were invited to join them at the table and have their breakfast. Sandy and Steven both gave their parents a number of sideways glances as they emerged from under the table. Before disappearing to fetch their food however, Master ordered the two slaves to kiss. Sandy and Steven watched on as their parents exchanged a kiss, something they had seen a million times before, even passionate kisses on occasion, but this time knowing their mouths had just been orally pleasuring their owners.

To the kids amusement, the two slaves then sat on the laps of their Master and Mistress. Whilst seeing their mother sitting on Master's lap appeared very sexual, somehow their father sitting on Mistress Erin's lap had a more comical tone to their eyes. Despite the fact they were now sitting at the table with their naked parents, it felt almost tame considering what they had just been doing under the table. Although mostly out of sight, it was obvious that both Master and Mistress were toying with their slaves' genitals under the table as they tried to eat.

When the slaves had finished their breakfast and cleared the table, Master produced a leash and attached it to slave maryanne's collar. "Are you ready for walkies?" he asked her.

"Yes please, Master, i'm busting!" came slave maryanne's frank reply to a question that left the two teens confused. This lead to Master Nathan's next question.

"Can you help me with something else please, Sandy?" he asked her sincerely. He held up a second leash. "My slaves have not been allowed to pee yet this morning."

Sandy's brow furrowed as she considered how long it had been since they had woken up; she always had to urgently pee as soon as she woke up. Before Master could continue, Sandy blurted out - "I can't exactly pee for them?" She smirked a little.

Master all but ignored her comment. "Can you bring your father out to the back yard for his morning walk." He handed the leash toward Sandy, who recoiled from the offer.

Watching on from the table, Steven was mostly staring at his naked mother. Mistress Erin slid into the chair beside him, and put a hand on his thigh. She could feel the tension in the fabric of his boxers.

"You want me to take my dad walkies like a, a dog?" Sandy asked, a look of both confusion and some revulsion on her face.

Master placed the collar into Sandy's hand until she took it hesitantly from his fingers. The fact that she accepted it was all Master needed.

"Yes. They are both getting quite uncomfortable now, if you hadn't noticed. A good Master is mindful of his slaves' comfort." He tugged on slave maryanne's leash, and she lowered herself down onto all fours, like she had been the previous night.

Sandy let her eyes rest on her naked father. Her eyes were drawn to his metal-caged penis, pondering the fact that his bladder must be ready to burst, before she looked up to his face. "D-do you really want me to..."

"It is not his place to approve or disapprove, Sandy." Master informed her. Turning to his slave, he asked, "Do you need to pee, little one?"

"Yes, Master, please may i pee, soon?" slave aaron almost pleaded, trying not to look at Sandy, even though his words were clearly for her.

Sandy bit her lip. "I don't have to - hold him while he pees or anything - do I?"

Master laughed. "No, just bring him outside for me." With that, he walked slave maryanne to the door, and stepped out with her into the back yard.

For a moment Sandy stood awkwardly considering what she'd been asked to do.

"It's ok, sweetie," slave aaron whispered, trying to comfort her.

"Quiet slave," came a quick reprimand from Mistress Erin.

Making up her mind that her dad needed her help, Sandy found the end of the leash, and fumbled a little as she attached it to the D ring on her father's collar. When Mistress offered to help her, Sandy admonished her with an "I can do it." Following Master's lead, she tugged on the leash, and watched her father move down onto his hands and knees. She had a sudden flashback to being a little girl, going for a ride on her father's back as he played a horse for her. This was a very different game, she thought to herself, as she lead him outside.

Still sitting at the table, Mistress' hand was now resting fully over Steven's boxers, her fingers gently squeezing his cock. "Now young man, tell me about last night..."

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In the secluded yard Master and slave maryanne were waiting. As Sandy and slave aaron appeared, Master said quietly to his slave, "See, I told you," before calling out "Bring the little one over here."

Sandy walked her dad around the pool to the nice soft lawn. It was a surreal sensation to be walking in her own back yard, the warm morning sun on her face, with her naked dad crawling next to her on a leash like a dog. Master's warm smile greeted Sandy, and he thanked her for helping him. He then gave a tug on slave maryanne's leash to get her already undivided attention, and gave the command, "Pee."

Stepping back a little apprehensively, Sandy watched on as her mother stepped around a little to find a good position, opening out her back legs, and quickly unleashed a wild stream of yellow pee onto the grass below. Her mother, member of her school's PTA, woman who taught her to be mindful of accidental flashing, was peeing like a dog in their back yard. Try as she obviously did, some of the pee was clearly splashing on her thighs and legs, but the relief she felt at emptying her bladder overcame that embarrassment.

As the stream of pee splashed eagerly out of slave maryanne's exposed pussy, a long moan of relief slipped from her lips, until Master called "Stop." Sandy watched, surprised, as the flow of pee halted to a few dribbles as a look of intense concentration came over her mother's face. Master smiled, reaching down and rustling his fingers in his slave's hair. "Good girl. Let it go again," he told her, and again the pee rushed out of her urethra as her daughter and husband both watched. Finally the stream dwindled to a few drops, and finished. As if just suddenly aware of what she has just done, slave maryanne's cheeks flush ed as she smiled nervously at her daughter.

Sandy couldn't help but look at the ground and watch the puddle of pee, if just to make sure it wasn't running in her direction. The leash in her hand reminded her that at the other end of it was her increasingly desperate father. Chewing her lip, Sandy shook the leash a little. "Go on..." she hesitantly instructed her father.

Master held slave maryanne's leash a little tighter, and showed Sandy - "First you get the pet's attention." He gave the leash a tug. "Then you give the command - 'Pee!'."

Instinctively at hearing the command slave aaron's cock began to dribble pee as he tried hard to hold it. Nothing could have prepared him for this; having his own princess holding his leash and walking him around in his own back yard, and about to command him to pee. Chewing her lip, Sandy toyed with the end of the leash. "Ok, um..." She pulled the leash tighter, and then tugged, making her father almost lose balance. "Oh sorry, dad!" she said hurriedly. "Ok, sorry, so - Pee, daddy."

A little awkwardly her father lifted one of his legs into the air, and - for a moment nothing happened. Thinking she had done something wrong, Sandy repeated the command. "Pee!" As her father continued not to pee, Sandy couldn't help but bend to see her father's caged cock, which was bouncing a little under him. Seeing his daughter's concerned face, slave aaron closed his eyes, his nervous bladder not finding it any easier with her staring at him.

Master's patient but firm voice interceded. "Open your eyes, little one. Look at your daughter and obey her command as if it were my own."

"Yes, Master," came slave aaron's strained reply.

Sandy realised her father was struggling to pee in front of her, even though toilet doors never stayed more closed or off limits than bathroom doors in their house. She had seen and heard her father peeing regularly all of her life, even if it was usually only ever from behind and not explicit. Frowning in thought, Sandy suddenly barked out "Pee, now!" at her father.

Finally slave aaron began to pee. The cage around his cock caused the strong yellow stream to spray, and Sandy found she couldn't take her eyes off her father's erupting cock. She felt Master Nathan and her mom watching her as she stared at her urinating father. She wasn't sure why, but knowing they were watching, she felt the urge to try something. "Stop!" she practically yelled. Her father, with some great difficulty, stopped his stream and looked up at his daughter, clearly embarrassed and desperate to continue. Master smiled from ear to ear.

"Pee." Sandy ordered, and her father started to pee again. "Stop!" And he stopped. "Pee!" Sandy giggled at the insane situation she was in, and the power she suddenly felt she had over her father's most basic bodily function.

A hand rested on Sandy's shoulder. "With great power comes great responsibility."

The quote was lost on Sandy.

With great relief, slave aaron finished peeing over his neatly manicured lawn, for not the first time in his once mundane life. Whilst the yard was secluded, he had wondered on many occasions over the past months what the neighbors may have heard, and wondered. And he knew it was always possible someone could look over the fence if they wanted to badly enough. The compromising situations he had found himself in since submitting to Master seldom felt as intense as in his own back yard.

"Good boy. Ok little one - clean the puppy." Master instructed Sandy's father. For a moment he hesitated, his face beet red at having just peed in front of his daughter, now unsure whether he could perform this last step, even if he had done it for Master many times. But knowing better than to resist, he crawled over to his wife, and started to lick the salty tang of his wife's pee-wet pussy lips, licking up the droplets that had remained after his wife had relieved herself. Knowing that Sandy was watching him made his cock ache inside his cage as he moved on to licking his wife's thighs, too, making sure she was clean.

Master studied the expression on Sandy's face. She had seemed quite excited before, but was clearly unsure about watching her father licking up her mother's pee. He turned to the clean slave maryanne. "Clean the puppy," he simply commanded, and without hesitation Sandy's mom began the same process, however her job was a little impeded by the metal cage around her husband's cock. Licking at it first, her face pressed under his belly, the scene still clearly confused their teen daughter, however also caused her a little mirth watching her mother now having to clean her dad up.

"Urine is sterile, Sandy." Master explained. "As long as the person peeing is healthy, and the pee is consumed before anything can breed in the open air, it is completely safe. I am not asking your parents to do anything dangerous."

Sandy glanced around the yard. "So long as the neighbors don't see..." she said, peering at the high fence.

Master grinned. "Well, nothing has happened so far, and we've played quite a few games out here." They watched as slave maryanne licked and licked at her husbands caged penis, and down his legs, using her tongue to mop up the mess of pee that he had made pissing out of his cage.

Once the puppies had cleaned each other, Master Nathan stepped over and gave slave aaron a pat on his side. "Good boy. Good boy!" He reached under the slave and gave his caged cock a little rub, which Sandy saw immediately made her father's back arch. Still holding her father's leash, Sandy stepped back a little watching the male - male interaction. She could see Master's thumb was rubbing over the tip of the cage, clearly causing a strong reaction in her father.

Almost as if she was a jealous puppy, slave maryanne pressed her face into Master's other hand. He chuckled, and redirected his attention to her. "And you were a good girl too, weren't you, slut!" He gave her a pat too, and then reached under and Sandy watched as he pinched one of her nipples, immediately eliciting a gasping moan from her mother. Bringing his hand back up, he firmly ran his hand down the slave's back, repeating what a good girl she was.

His hand rested on her ass, enjoying a little grope before he let a finger slide between her pussy lips and momentarily teased her clit. Although her husband had just licked up her pee, her pussy was wet from her pussy juices. Sandy stood awkwardly watching as she was reminded that this man seemed to have complete control over her parents. And that seemed to make them both horny as all hell.

"Now, did you mention a farmers market, slut? Let's go check that out."