Patriarch

"He said you had to discover your place in the world."

She went on to tell me that they lived this lifestyle 24/7 from the time they first got together. We weren't aware of it because he had determined they needed codes to help them live in public. Dad gave the order 'submit' and she went from zero to his slave in seconds. When she would be on her own, he would say 'release', and she was free to be on her own.

She admitted that more than a few times, he had, intentionally or unintentionally, neglected to release her. She would be forced to spend the day in some dress that allowed easy and complete access to any part of her, and she would be forced to shop, cook, clean and deal with children in a skirt or dress, with no panties and no bra.

She said some of these were the most exciting days for her. I told her that old rules did not apply, and I would be retraining her to my personal tastes. With that, I reached out and pinched her nipple hard. She gasped but never cried out. Her expression was a mix of pain and pleasure, and she tilted herself toward me to make her other nipple more accessible.

I decided to keep the code and told her so. I asked how it came about that she was shared with other men. She told me that she was trained to be a slave to her master's will.

I didn't buy that explanation, but I knew I had plenty of time to find out what I wanted to know. I gave her some instructions, and left to make an appearance at work. I thought about how dad had managed this secret life right under our noses, especially mine, since I had been at home when all 3 of my sisters had turned 18, and I never suspected a thing. Many things clicked into place.

I was often away from home, and so were my sisters. The camping weekends with the scouts, my sisters spending the nights with their girlfriends, and many other opportunities for us to be away, in addition to their bedroom in the front being far removed from our bedrooms in the back of the house gave mom and dad complete privacy. We wouldn't have heard it if a bomb went off in the front of the house.

Other memories also made more sense. I saw mom's tits shaking under her shirts many times. Growing up with 4 females in the house, hard nipples and jiggling breasts weren't uncommon, and I even saw some peeks of bodies here and there. These always woke dick, and I spent my teens, like most boys, in a state of perpetual hard on.

Jenn was very sharp about girls and boys, and actually helped me get laid through her advice. I realized that she had been inducted into dad's little harem right around the time I started chasing girls. Between the advice of her and dad, I charted my way through uncertain high school waters to become one of the guys that was being chased, rather than the one doing the chasing.

My big sister teased me with her body. My new relationship in the family made me think of this differently. Every now and then, she would come into my room for a talk. We would sit on my bed and talk, and she would be on one end, legs crossed Indian style, in a little baby doll nightie.

More than once, I realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. I'm sure she could see me straining, both for a better look and against my raging hard on. She never wore a bra under her little nightgowns, so I got flashes of full breasts and nipples. Now I wondered if she was in service to dad on some of those nights, forbidden to wear anything under her clothes.

I controlled my emotions over these memories. This wasn't fantasy. This was my learning curve. I had done nothing more intense than slapping a girl's ass or pulling her hair as I fucked her. Now I was in a place where there were specific expectations of control on my part, and I didn't want to appear weak or inexperienced.

I got some work done and went over things with my manager. As always, my business was fine in the capable hands of my team, and my plans for my second location were proceeding nicely. I would be up and running in 6 weeks. The team I had hired for the second location would be starting in 2 weeks at my primary store, shadowing my team right up to the grand opening.

I felt good on the drive home. I would have more free time whenever I wanted, having set myself up a schedule that allowed me more freedom. My mind went back to my home situation. I was excited by the possibilities, and my cock was hard for the entire ride.

There was no way to surprise myself, since I knew what everyone in the family drove. Heidi's car was in the driveway. I came in through my entrance at the back of the house. As I came toward the front, I looked into my room. It was cleaned and the bed was made. The box was gone.

I hadn't released mom before I left for work. This meant she would be clean, naked or nearly so as she completed any chores, but ready for action, sexual or otherwise. I had left her a surprise.

On my bed, I left the photo book I had made of her activities over the years. I also left the box of restraints and implements. At first glance, the box was junk, pieces of rope and leather and chain. Upon further inspection, there were leather wrist and ankle cuffs, harnesses, clamps, whips, paddles and other assorted restraints and toys.

I'm sure these were the things that mom and the girls had searched for after dad died. My bed was now empty. The bed was nicely made up. I figured mom had either stashed the box back in my closet or hidden it elsewhere.

When I reached the kitchen, I saw that the contents were laid out neatly across the kitchen counter, along with the toys from the other box. They were set up in groups so that I had my choice of items.

My mom was naked, on her knees. My sister sat on one of the stools, with a curious look on her face. I smiled and spoke the word.

"Submit."

Damn, she looked good. She wore a short skirt and a sweater. She sat, legs crossed, looking at me. She looked me in the eye and smiled. If I had a challenge, I would have expected it to be from Jenn. Jackie was a sweetheart, the smallest of the group, and I didn't expect problems from her.

Heidi, on the other hand, being the baby, always went along. She was sharp and athletic, but tended to flow into the group. This defiance was unexpected. I smiled at her and snatched her off the stool by the hair.

She tried to pull away, but I was faster and stronger and had her wrists handcuffed behind her back without much effort. I easily picked her up and laid her across the kitchen table.

She never said a word, but didn't make it easy for me, and it took a few minutes to tie her spread eagle on the table. She didn't really fight me, just tried to pull away, when I tied each ankle, undid the cuffs, and tied each wrist. There was a defiant challenge in her eyes.

The smells of mom's cooking filled the kitchen. I casually asked my slut what she had prepared. Mom scrambled to answer as I went to the utility drawer. I got the shears and told mom to get candles as I cut Heidi's skirt off.

She looked shocked. Mom scurried to pick it up when I dropped it on the floor. The panties followed, and mom added these to the bag with the skirt. I sliced the sweater up the front and down the arms, pulling it out from her. She felt the cold blade of the scissors as I slipped it under her bra between her breasts, snipping it open. A quick snip of each bra strap and she was nearly naked. I pointed, and mom took off her shoes and socks.

I ran my eyes over my prize. She waited, curious about my next move. I ran my palm over her belly, up to her nipple. Just my touch made them harden, and I pinched them until I got a reaction. She breathed in between clenched teeth, just enough for me to hear. I pinched each again, harder, and ran my hand down her belly.

Her pussy lips were puffy and pink, shaved clean. She had a landing strip just above her cleft, a stripe of medium length light brown hair, about a half inch wide. Heidi gave no reaction to me looking at her pussy. I grabbed the hair closest to her slit and pulled up. She gasped but still said nothing.

I took my time with her. I lit a candle and placed it between her breasts. I tied a rope around one breast, around the candle, and over to the next breast. I slipped a ball gag into her mouth in case she tried to blow the candle out.

Her b cups were tight against the candle, her nipples barely out of the way. Hot wax was already pooling around the flame. I patted Heidi's belly and told mom this would be my plate. Mom looked at Heidi, then back at me, and I saw a small smile on her face. Mom put a piece of meatloaf on Heidi's belly. She put a spoon on corn on one side, right over her belly button, and a spoon of her parsley potatoes on the other side between the candle and the meat.

I sat down and began to eat. Heidi had jumped when the hot food was placed on the human dish, but there wasn't a sufficient pool of wax to cause any to drip or splash onto her. As I ate, that changed. I cut my meat with the flat of my fork, but spearing the pieces of meat and potatoes caused my fork to jab her skin just enough.

Heidi jumped when the fork tines touched her skin, and she succeeded in dripping and splashing hot wax on her breasts and nipples. She made muffled noises, and I'm certain she would have given in at that point, but her defiance demanded a strong response. When I finished, mom wiped her down like she was washing a dish.

Heidi had candle wax over both breasts, and thin ribbons of wax were beginning to travel down toward her belly. She began to plead with her eyes. I washed my hands and picked up a riding crop. I hit the wax on both sides of her breasts with the leather end, making more wax pool on her skin. I stepped between her legs and slapped her clit with the crop.

A muffled scream came out from the ball gag, and Heidi was drooling when I hit her the second time. The third time, she jumped so much that a piece of hot wax fell away, and the flame jumped as the wax flowed down to her belly button, pooling there.

I slapped the crop on her landing strip, and another on her pussy. I blew out the candle and put my face an inch from hers. I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her face up to look in her eyes.

"You still want to try me? I'd like that. I'm just getting started."

She shook her head in resignation. Her eyes pleaded for relief.

"You understand, don't you?"

She nodded and I let go of her hair. I untied her wrists and ankles. I expected her to move, to remove the gag, to rub her hands over her wrists, to peel the wax away. She did nothing, waiting for a command. I slapped her landing strip again with the crop. I looked at mom.

"Get her cleaned up."

Mom took the gag off and untied Heidi's tits from the candle. They said nothing, going to the master bathroom. I settled into the big armchair, dad's chair, and turned the television on. I was surfing channels when they came out. They dropped to their knees on either side of me.

"Release."

Heidi looked up like she had been slapped.

"You jerk! That was my favorite sweater!"

"Submit."

She went back to her knees, looking down.

"Inspection."

Heidi looked up, confused. Mom poked her and got on her knees, facing away from me. Her forehead rested on the cold stone floor. Heidi watched and followed, opening herself as mom did. Neither moved. I looked into my sister's wet opening.

"Who gave you permission to cum?"

Heidi, I could see even in her position, was turning red. She had some splotches of red on her tits and belly from hot wax and hot food, but these were no more serious than a mild sunburn, if that. Her face was turning red, her embarrassment evident from being caught.

"Up, slut."

Neither moved. They kind of glanced at each other and tried to look at me without moving. The wrong one did not want to be the first to move. I touched Heidi with my foot.

"Up, slut."

Heidi scrambled up and came to me. I pulled her in and positioned her on my lap. I pinched her nipple as I brought my hand down hard on her ass. When I had turned her ass a rosy red, I pushed her off my lap.

"That is for cumming without permission. You, take her place."

I touched mom's back with my foot. As mom took her place on my lap, I told Heidi to strip me. Heidi did her best, working around the spanking I was giving mom.

"One!"

My shirt was being unbuttoned.

"Two, oh."

My shirt was being pulled off.

"Uh, three, oh!"

Hands reached under mom to undo my belt and unzip me.

"Oh, four, oh!"

My shoes and socks came off.

"Uh, five!" My pants were pulled down.

"Uh, uh, six!"

My underwear was gone. My cock strained at mom's belly.

"Seven!"

Heidi put my socks in my shoes and moved them neatly to one side.

"Eight!"

Heidi folded my underwear and slacks, laying them neatly over a chair.

"Uh, oh, nine!"

Mom's ass was red for the third time today as Heidi folded my shirt.

"Oh, Oh, ten!"

I pushed mom off of my lap.

"For letting her cum without permission."

I put Heidi back in the same position. I grabbed a handful of tit and mauled her as I opened her pussy lips with my fingers. Heidi gasped. She was wet and her lips were puffy and open. I pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger. She jumped but never made a sound. I smacked her ass again, 10 hard slaps.

"You will count when you are being punished."

I put her on her knees in front of me. I pulled her in by her hair and she opened her mouth to take my cock.

I looked at mom.

"Prepare her."

In truth, Heidi was wet. Her juices were flowing, but I wanted to watch this. I had seen some of this action on the discs I watched. Mom got her face right in under Heidi's ass, and I felt her sigh contentedly as mom's tongue found her clit.

Heidi sucked my cock and balls, going back and forth. She couldn't get all of me into her mouth, and I made a mental note to change this. I had taken gym with other guys all through school, taking showers with them and changing in front of them, and I knew I was bigger than average. My cock was long and thick and I saw Heidi's eyes widen when she saw it.

I pulled a footstool over and put Heidi on it on her back. I told mom to sit on her face. Heidi was wet, but she wasn't ready to accept my entire cock into her at once. I shoved my cock into that tiny tight hole until I was in her balls deep. I wasn't going to take it easy on her.

My balls tried to betray me a few times, but I held out for about 15 minutes of straight hard fucking in 3 positions. I fucked my sister hard and fast, slapping her ass and manhandling her tits, sticking my fingers into mom and having Heidi suck them clean.

I fucked my cock with long strong strokes, pounding her pussy until she was groaning and panting. She couldn't help the words that slipped out. Most were moans and grunts, but over and over, whispered words escaped her.

"Oh, yes. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Oh, Oh, Fuck me hard."

Then her body betrayed her. Heidi let out a scream and her eyes rolled back as I felt warm wet girl cum drench my cock. I added my cum to hers seconds later. I have never been a noisy guy, and this was no exception. I just shot my cum into my sister with nothing more than a sigh. I slumped back into my chair and mom looked at me, wide eyed.

"Clean her up."

Mom started to pull Heidi up.

"No, here. With your tongue."

Mom looked confused, but started in without question. She licked my creampie out of my sister, running her tongue up and down Heidi's pussy lips, lapping up thick cum as it dripped out. She kept at it until Heidi couldn't take any more. Heidi looked up at me and I gestured toward my cock. Heidi immediately moved into position and cleaned my cock and balls with her tongue.

"You came again."

Heidi sheepishly looked up at me, her mouth filled with cock. She smiled a cute smile and I gave her a hard look.

"There will be consequences."

She tried hard to play the scared slut that knew she was in quicksand, but the smile actually grew at this news. I pushed her away. She popped back up and kissed my cock.

"Release."

She leaned up and kissed my cock again. Mom smiled. Mom went to the kitchen naked and began to clean up. Heidi wandered off in search of some of her old clothes to wear home. I stabbed the button on the remote. News came on and I blinked, confused. I looked at the clock and realized it was 11:00. We had been engaged in our activities for 5 hours, but it had felt like only minutes had passed.

I began to understand some of dad's motivation for having others fuck his slut. These girls could probably go all night, and I had never done better than 4 times in one day. I was ready to sleep until Tuesday, and it was only Friday. A part of me thought I might be in over my head.

Heidi came out in an old pair of ratty jeans and an old t shirt. She gave mom a kiss and a long embrace. She came over and sat on my lap.

"I love you, brother. I always have."

Heidi gave me a kiss that was as far from a brother and sister as you could possibly get. She kissed me like a lover, pressing her body into mine. I felt her tits under her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, and she pushed her tits into my hand. After a long kiss and embrace, she jumped up.

"Bye, mom."

Mom smiled. She finished up and took my hand. She walked me to her bedroom.

"This is yours now. I'll sleep wherever you want me."

I looked at the closet. She had moved my clothes in here while I had been gone. I took a long look at my mom. Her clear blue eyes sparkled. There were a few small wrinkles at the corner of her eyes, but other than that, she was unmarked. Her full tits were hanging proud and her hard nipples pointed straight ahead.

Her body was toned and I felt her ass before putting my finger between her pussy lips, feeling her warm wet pussy. I took her hand and pulled her into bed with me. Mom played with my balls and sucked my cock. I rolled her over on her back and she spread her legs wide.

After cumming twice already, I thought I'd last longer, but mom had skills. She matched me stroke for stroke, pulling me in deep. She groaned and fucked me hard, working her pussy over my cock. She was hot and wet and tight and she reached down and rubbed her clit just as I started to cum inside her.

She felt me tighten and knew what was coming.

"Oh, yes. Blow your balls out in me."

She rubbed her clit hard as I emptied into her, and I felt her pussy spasm as a little orgasm hit her. She kissed me and I played with her tits. She looked in my eyes. Mom dropped down and licked my cock clean.

"I had the best day today."

I smiled and rolled over. My new role took a lot out of me. I felt her rub my back for a few seconds and I was fast asleep.

When I woke the next morning, mom wasn't there. I slipped on a robe and went for coffee. I sat at the counter, thinking about the previous day. I made some plans for the weekend. I knew I had to stop in at the business. My work for the week was always done by noon on Friday, but I had made it a point to make an appearance on Saturday mornings.

This was the best time to go over any details with my weekend manager, and it kept the part time staff on their toes. I went in and took a quick shower. I had time, so I dressed casually and went downstairs.

Mom was on the treadmill, naked except for socks and tennis shoes. Her tits moved nicely through her strides, and her ass shook back and forth invitingly. I could feel my cock getting hard.

I glanced over at the television and realized she wasn't in a foreign land. She had a porn movie in, and when I looked closer, I saw myself. Dad had several video cameras, and this one must have had a remote. Mom had obviously switched it on when she came out with Heidi.

She was about halfway through, and I saw myself fucking my sister while mom rode her face. I cleared my throat and mom looked at me. She glanced down at the treadmill controls.