Slavery: A series of erotic games (Book 04)

Fuck! He was telling my parents I could fuck them. And I could, at least if Dad didn't fuck my pussy.    

    

"Is this true?" Dad asked.    

    

"Yes," I said, ruefully. "Rhonda confirmed it when Master's sister was staying here."    

    

"So Scott has fucked his sister's ass and mouth?" Reggie asked.    

    

"And his mother's; and I've fucked his parents, once we all realized it was legal."    

    

"This prohibition does not extend to in-laws, which is why I've fucked both Julia and Lisa," Dan continued. "So, my son could fuck Mary in any way they chose. The same applies to Lisa and her parents. Now, I'm not saying anyone has to take advantage of this law. You may have internal prohibitions which would stop you from doing any or all of the above. I merely wish to bring it up as food for thought before we start in on our chili. My son said both of his slaves enjoy having all three of their holes filled at the same time, what is known to them as being airtight. And there are three men here. This is not coincidence. It was planned this way.    

    

"Now there are some restrictions in place made by my son. Scott, their Master; Rhonda, as a police officer; me or my wife as his parents, must be present if a parent wants to fuck their daughter to ensure no law is broken. No slave is required to fuck her parent and may get out of doing so by saying Alpha, which is their safe word. This is not a one time offer, but the restrictions will always remain in place. He wants to provide his slaves for your sexual gratification today. Scott hopes no one feels compelled to refuse, but understands if you can't. He has one other request for today. If everyone agrees that you can have sex with one of the slaves, that photos and videos be taken so he can ensure his slaves perform as they've been trained to perform. He will discipline them if they don't.    

    

"Rhonda, as a lesbian, is not available to any male except for her mouth. All three women are experienced cunt lickers. My wife, Sandra, is also available to anyone who wishes to partake of her services. She has undergone training under Julia's guidance to ensure she's capable of providing gratification to any female. Harold, you've dated her and know how well she fucks and sucks cocks.    

    

"My toast is to three very experienced slaves and the pleasure they provide my son; and to his children, plural, as he will soon have another with a young woman, Lucia, who helped save Julia's and Lisa's life and who they named Lucas after. If you haven't previously met her, you will next weekend. And to my wife, who has taken up the mantle of a full time slave. Now please, enjoy your meals."    

    

Dan sat down. For quite a while, no one said a word, nor did they eat. They looked at Dan, at the other parents, at the slaves and finally, at their spouses. I was quite certain no one would make any decision without speaking to their spouse, probably in private, but they were all considering they might have a form of sex with their child and none of it would be illegal, as long as it was consensual.    

    

Nor had Master ordered us to have sex with our parents. He was leaving it up to us. We could bow out without consequence, but if we did, he expected us to perform well under pain of punishment. Lisa and I looked at each other. I imagined whatever we chose to do, we'd choose it together, either none or both of us having sex with our parents if they wished to.    

    

What was confusing me is that I had no compunctions anymore fucking his parents, nor about him fucking his mother or sister. It no longer seemed abnormal to me. I'd fucked Lisa's parents on Memorial Day, and would have no problem doing so again. But my parents were another story. Even though it was under the same law, having sex with them seemed sinful in a way any other sex did not. Yet as sinful as it seemed, my cunt was dripping at the thought my father could fuck me, or that I might have to serve all three men at once.    

    

The meal was eaten in relative silence. Not much small talk went on. There was a little talk about the bonding ceremony and all of them meeting at Master's parents house for the trip down. I knew the poker players were all meeting at Chen's, and several others would be meeting at Luigi's due to the parking available at the mall.    

    

Lucas started fussing at the tail end of the meal, heard on the baby monitor. I stood up and asked Lisa if she could give me some assistance. Two of the other women jumped up to volunteer, but I said I needed to speak to my sister slave alone, and we'd bring Lucas out so they could enjoy him.    

    

As soon as we were in his room, Lisa said, "What are you going to do if your father asks for sex?"    

    

I picked up Lucas and put him on a nipple, unsure how to answer her.    

    

"I don't know yet. What will you do?"    

    

"I haven't a clue."    

    

"I believe Master wants us to have sex with them," I said.    

    

"I thought that was obvious, and no time to think about it beforehand, either."    

    

"The thing is, I don't have an issue with Master having sex with his sister or mother, nor do I have any issues having sex with his parents anymore, or Cindy, for that matter. I've accepted it's natural for him to do so. But having sex with my own seems sinful in a way his having sex with his family does not, probably because they are my parents. It doesn't really matter what the law says; we've been raised to believe it's wrong. So I can accept him having sex with his and you with yours, because the law says it's fine, but my own is entirely different somehow, because they're mine."    

    

"I know. I liked having sex with Dan and Harry on Memorial Day and Dan since. But thinking about sex with my father or mother is freaking me out. But despite how freaked I am, I'm also dripping wet just thinking about it. The taboo part of it arouses hell out of me."    

    

"I feel the same. I think whatever we do, we should do together; either both of us do it, or neither does."    

    

"What if we agree to fuck them, but say your parents don't want to, but mine do. Would you feel betrayed if I was the only one who ended up fucking her parents?"    

    

"I don't think so. We have no choice about what our parents do. We only have our own choices. This is another one of Master's strange wishes. Wanting us to fuck all these men again, and now our parents. I wish I knew what the hell he was thinking. I'm confused about the whole thing, but I do want to obey him if I can."    

    

"I get the feeling that means you're thinking of not using your safe word?"    

    

"I suppose that is the way I'm leaning, but I still don't know."    

    

"What about this? We don't say anything to our parents. If one of our parents asks for sex, that slave decides in that moment what they're going to do. Whatever they decide, the other one goes along with it. So if my father, for instance, wants me to suck his cock and I say no, you make the same decision with your own parents. If I say yes, then you're having sex with yours."    

    

"God! I suppose that's as good as anything I can cook up. Fine. Let's do it your way. We ignore it as long as we can and whoever is faced with the choice first, decides for both of us."    

    

We brought the diaper bag with us out to the dining room and sat down as if nothing had happened and momentous decisions weren't in the process of being made. I had a little more chili and beer as I fed Lucas. The others were kind of picking at their food as well. Lisa's parents went into the kitchen to get another beer and I heard their murmurs as they discussed the situation. When they returned, they didn't talk about it.    

    

My parents found some excuse to leave the room together as well, no murmured whispers heard. They were too far away. I was still feeding Lucas, but the other slaves started clearing the table as no one else was even picking at their food. Dan invited the others into the living room and offered them cocktails. Mom and Dad came back and sat on the couch, Dan taking their drink orders. The house was relatively quiet. You could hear Lucas sucking my nipple as he took his milk. Finally, he finished drinking and I handed him to Marge to change his diaper. She then brought him to his room.    

    

"So," my father asked, "according to the laws of California, it's legal for you to suck my cock?"    

    

"Yes," I responded, "it is."    

    

"Would you?"    

    

There it was. Decision time and I was making it for both Lisa and I. I thought of her. I thought of Master and what he wanted and I thought about me and sex, and my father and mother and everything implied by my decision. It was at least a half minute before I answered.    

    

"Yes, I will."    

    

I knelt down in front of him and pulled down the zipper on his trousers and pulled his cock out of his boxers. I lowered my mouth over his growing erection and sucked him to the back of my throat. Shortly after, a cock filled my cunt. I didn't look to see who it was, but from the size alone, guessed it was Lisa's dad, who wasn't as large as Master's father in the dick department. Beside me, Mom was spreading her legs and Sandra started licking her cunt, just another slave.    

    

Dan eventually appeared behind the couch and Father, taking photos. When my father climaxed in my mouth, I realized I was swallowing the seed which created me. I'd cum twice from the fucking, but I orgasmed again when I thought of it. Mom was cumming too. Sandy had learned her lessons well. I knew she'd had sex with Father before. I wondered if it was the first time having sex with my mother?    

    

Since I'd made the decision for both of us, a short time later, Lisa was led into the bedroom by all three men. Sandy went with them with the camera. The door closed behind them. I'd soon find myself in the same place, but for now, Rhonda was in a sixty nine with Lisa's mom on the carpeted floor with a couple pillows thrown down.    

    

Mother said, "That looks like fun." She removed the rest of her clothes. "Won't you join me on the couch?"    

    

She laid back on the couch and I moved over her, lowering my cunt over her face, while putting mine between her legs and tasting the wellspring of my birth. Reggie's cum was still in me. No one had cleaned me after his fucking. It made no difference to her. She gently licked my cum soaked cunt, inexperienced at pleasuring a woman, but loving and generous towards her daughter. She followed my example and did what I was doing and it didn't take long for me to climax. Nor was she shy in climaxing as I pleasured her. We were still fucking when Sandra came out of the bedroom and took some pictures of us, our faces soaked in each other fluids. I smiled for the camera, knowing my Master would soon see these pictures. He might as well get his money's worth.    

    

After about twenty minutes, the bedroom door opened and all four of them came out. The men's pricks all glistened with nothing more than saliva, as Lisa had performed her slave duties. The men's cum, on the other hand, was running down her legs. No one had bothered to clean the slave. Lisa's mother called her over and had her squat over her face so she could lick her clean. Marge regularly participated in orgies, so cleaning cum was nothing new to her.    

    

The men sat down to rest, Dan getting them another drink. The women didn't need to rest; we could cum all day long if need be. Rhonda traded places with me, taking over with Mother. I went to Lisa's mom and started licking her cunt.    

    

After the women all climaxed several more times, the men started getting restless again. Lisa, Sandra and I were tasked with getting them hard enough to fuck me. I was sucking Dad again, Sandra was sucking her Master and Lisa was sucking her father. Within five minutes, all three were sporting erections hard enough to use me. They led me into the bedroom and Master Dan got on the bed first and had me mount him. Dad chose to fuck my ass, and Reggie went for my mouth.    

    

All the men had cum several times already, so they fucked me long and hard. Sandra came in after a few minutes and started to take pictures and video. She captured me cumming multiple times as I was triple penetrated by the three men. Dan was the first to cum, having cum one less time than the others, but he managed to maintain most of his erection from the stimulation he was receiving from my orgasms and my father's prick plowing my back door right beside him. Reginald orgasmed next, not nearly enough sperm to flood my mouth, though I was impressed he had so much the third time around. That left only Father, slamming my ass with rhythmic regularity. Finally, he grunted and I felt his prick pulsing inside me, leaving me the memento of his visit.    

    

The good obedient slave I was, I cleaned all three of their pricks, my father's last. He patted my cheek as I finished.    

    

"Well done," he said, kissing me, a fatherly peck, not a lovers kiss.    

    

"Thank you, sir," I replied shyly.    

    

"We'll leave you alone now," Dan said. "I'm sure you need to process what happened and the implications for the future. I'll send Rhonda in to clean you up. Don't see us out. We used your phone to take the photographic evidence. Don't forget to send it to your Master."    

    

"Thank you, Master Dan."    

    

The men departed and Rhonda joined me, cleaning me like a slave should her Mistress. Lisa came in after the others left and crawled into bed with us. I hugged her and started to cry, wondering if I'd done the right thing. The two women soothed me, first by offering words of comfort, and later, when my sobbing eased, with their mouths and facile tongues, making me cum again and again, taking my tension away. I returned the favor, only stopping when Lucas woke up again.    

    

I got up and picked up Lucas, putting him to my breast. I collected my phone from the living room and handed it to Lisa.    

    

"Send the pictures to Master," I said. "Everything is on my phone."    

    

Lisa nodded and sent everything off. All we could do is wait. It was still early. He was probably working.