TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c March 2005 By C.D.E. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form or sold for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. STORY CONTENT: Cuckoldry, MMM+/F, MMM+/M, Mdom, Fdom, TV, Male Feminization, Mind Control WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE READING A FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE GENRE, WHERE GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, PSYCHOLOGICALLY MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES' MALE LOVERS. TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Father & Son Cuckolds Part 4 By C.D.E. Before you read this story, please heed the story content bar above, as well as the general content caution warnings. This story is probably not everyone's cup of tea for a cuckold theme. ABSTRACT: When Victor begins dating the vivacious Vy, he had no idea of the path that he and his family would end up on, after being introduced to, and then persuaded, then manipulated, and then totally controlled by his future in- laws. Victor also finds out his mother is not the woman he thought she was. His mom is not only tempted by the lewd temptation cast her way by Vy's handsome black stepfather, but is willing and eager sexual prey for him. That leads to her aiding Victor's new father-in-law to subjugate not only her son, Victor, but his dad as well, in a most interesting, but degrading manner. This story is focused on the ordeal of father and son under the manipulation, psychological domination, and outright subjugation under their wives and their in-laws. And yes, our favorite relationship counselor has a key role in the action here. Dr. Judy is very much in evidence after being brought in by the cunning Mr. Jones, Vy's step-father. CAST: Husband - Victor Victor's wife - Vy Vy's Father - Mr. Jones Vy's Mother - Mrs. Jones Victor's mother and father (((DAD & I AFTER OUR FIRST DAY OF WHORING)))) Dad and I were somewhat tired after we each had sucked our last client of that first day, that is, as suck whores for Mr. Jones. We were back home in the kitchen sipping drinks as we talked. It was just us two in the house. Mother was still out turning tricks for Mr. Jones and probably wouldn't be in until the wee hours of the morning. Even though it was obvious neither of us were happy at the idea about having to whore for Mr. Jones, we both had to admit it had indeed been educational to have been exposed to such a variety of hard dicks in one day. We both slowly began to talk of our experiences of earlier in the evening. As we sipped our drinks, we were soon eagerly exchanging comments about the size, and length of the dicks that were shoved in our mouths as well as the taste and amounts of the many men's hot slimy gushing jism. We also spent a lot of time discussing the size of the men's balls and nut sacs and how it felt to handle, kiss, lap and suckle their velvety softness of them for their owners. Another common thread in our conversation was how well endowed all of the 40 black men were who used our mouths as cum dumps. Some of the customers were not rough as they mouth fucked us, but vigorous - almost like our mouths were like cunt holes, nothing more. The others were very comely and encouraged us to move our mouths up and down their large poles as we sucked and drew out their hot ropy slimy semen. We both had similar experiences with our "Tricks". "You know something, son, the first time one of them used me a bit roughly and literally fucked my face, I was a bit scared, but I could tell my throat muscles were flexible and accustomed from the couple of fellows that'd done me like this way before. You know, some of the Jones Brothers' buddies. I guess training is good, even cocksucking training. "Well anyway, when the man ejaculated, I swallowed his thick cum easily and seemed to anticipate his moment of spurting easily. After four more times of being treated by other men like that, I was very much at ease in being mouth fucked so soundly. Actually, I-I guess you might say I even felt pretty proud of myself for being able to take their stuff so easily." After dad's admission, I eagerly chimed in with a parallel of his experience, for the same situations had occurred with me. Blushing, I too admitted my pride in being able to accommodate the well hung customers and take their forcefully discharged heated sperm. We recounted that of the 40 men between the two of us, he had been vigorously mouth fucked by 6, and myself, 4. As we refilled our glasses, the drinks had us feeling mellow and less embarrassed and inhibited about talking of our cocksucking experiences that was primarily for Mr. Jones' profit. "Dad, did any of your men tell you how good it was coming in your mouth?" "Now that you mention it, yes several did. How about you?" "Yes, some did. However, most just walked away and zipped up their pants. However, I heard a several who walked away like that tell other men in line something like "that little sissy fag" - they were talking about me - "can really suck good"." "Did it make you feel good to hear `em say that? Tell me the truth." "I was a bit slow in responding, but I stammered and said "I-I g-guess so." "That's okay son. I understand. The same thing happened to me too. But I could tell from the expression on the men's faces that didn't compliment me that they too enjoyed getting their hard dick meat sucked on by me. And I'll have to tell you the truth, I did enjoy receiving the compliments. For some reason, I really felt so useful and delighted that I was of use to the men. I heard one say that my mouth was as good as some pussy he'd fucked, but that he'd never gotten such a good come for such a cheap price." Dad then went on to further tell me that even though he was at first thoroughly embarrassed at becoming a suck whore for my father-in-law, he confessed that after just one day of whoring, he was delighted at being of service to men who needed a low cost way of obtaining sexual relief. "Son, I know I'm not a fag and that neither are you, for we both like pussy, especially eating it. But I sense you also liked what you've been forced to do also, as well as your contribution to lightening the loads in the balls of the men we sucked off today. Don't you?" Again I was slow in responding, but eventually I nodded affirmatively with a blushing red face. Dad held my hand and reassured me that it was okay to admit my feelings. His words gave me the courage to speak more confidently. "Dad, like you said, I'm not a fag, b-but as the men were using my mouth ejaculating their gooey cum in me, I-I didn't mind them calling m-me all sort of dirty names in- including a "faggot". S-S-Should I-I be..." "No son, you shouldn't be ashamed. I complained to your mother that her agreeing to have us whore for Mr. Jones would literally be making Faggots out of us. She quickly replied "Just because you'll be doing what faggots do doesn't make you one." So son, building on your mother's words of wisdom, just because you may enjoy feeling like a lowly fairy faggot because you're doing what they might do, also doesn't make you one." "Oh thank you dad, that is so comforting to know. You don't know how much better that makes me feel." Dad then told me he too felt good at being on his knees and doing what a fag does as well as being treated as a lowly fairy cocksucker by better endowed men, especially black men. "Your mother also told me that since I had gotten use to the taste of another man's cum in her pussy, that I wouldn't have any trouble taking it from a dick. She was right about that, and it looks like the same holds true for you." Feeling more natural about this whole subject area now, I quickly and confidently agreed with him. I also added that I found the taste of jism from dicks creamier and more full bodied than when mixed with pussy juice. "Yes, I agree with you son. But I also have to say that I find it tasty, even delicious either way. In fact I feel very contented sitting here with a belly full of cum from 20 men." "I do too dad. I guess we owe it all to Mr. Jones even though we both despised him for coercing and subjugating us the way he has." "Well son, even though we both may have disagreed with the way we've been treated, I think we both understand now that what has happened has turned out good for us." I had to agree with him after a moment of reflection. As he and I continued to talk and reflect, and rationalize also, we concluded that guys like us were susceptible to be corralled, subjugated and controlled by stronger more able bodied men like Mr. Jones, and made to do their bidding. We also concluded that it was also why Nature adapted up to accept, adapt, and acclimate to even enjoy being of submissive service to others too. After that first day on the job as my father-in-law's sissy "Hoes", dad and I went on to accept our roles and indeed did very well adapting and immersing ourselves in them. In just two weeks we each exceeded our 120 dicks a week quota Mr. Jones had set for us. At the end of a month we each had sucked and swallowed the heavy heated slimy loads of over 525 strange men who paid to fuck our faces and use our mouths as their personal sperm dumps. In addition, we also were proud of the fact that we had lapped and licked every man's balls whose dick we sucked. Pleased, but also chuckling at how much cum we had drank for him, Mr. Jones estimated we each had consumed about 2 gallons of smelly slimy dick scum for his profit. Dad and I were thoroughly embarrassed at his glee and his having done so in front of my wife - his daughter - and my mother. Their snickering praise of us also didn't ease our humiliation either. But later as dad and I talked alone, we were both very contented and proud of our unusual accomplishment of having swallowed so much warm gooey semen. We knew we'd swallowed a lot of creamy cum from all the spurting dicks, but never thought of trying to calculate just how much, as Mr. Jones had. We were really pleased with ourselves as Dr. Judy has always taught us to be from bringing relief and pleasure to so many hard up men. As we worked on our knees for Mr. Jones, Dad and I often were splattered with jism, had saliva drool hanging in ropy strands from our lips, and the inside of our mouths were constantly coated with the slimy residue of jism. We also reeked of semen and would have a heavy "dick breath". Yet, and it was strange to us at first, but the more we were like that, the more it thrilled both of us and made us feel very satisfied. Neither of us knew why, but Dr. Judy told us it was okay to be happy to enjoy being messy and nasty after being on the receiving end of many dicks. In fact, the more time we spent in Dr. Judy's booth - which we still continued to do over the years - the more content we are to be used, being messy, nasty, and dripping with jism. In fact, dad and I felt our self esteem rise because men, real men, were paying to stick their dicks in us. Mother was pleased at us both and openly lavished praise on us for being such good dick suckers, as did Vy - my wife. Our women's happiness at us having pleased Mr. Jones, therefore pleased both dad and I. Dad and I are cruising along and blowing about 500 - 550 dick a month each for Mr. Jones's profit. On several occasions, we've done as many as 700 each when Mr. Jones has demanded that of us. This is especially true when the ships come in. You see, there is a naval port in our town. When the ships come in, dad and I often become "cheap sailor's whores" as we take down those loads that have been building up in their balls for 6 months or so. Dad and I guess that at $25 a dick, together we put over $25,000 a month gross, in his pockets. While he gives our wives 5% of what we earn for him, they only provide dad and I an allowance of about $30 a week. Our wives now manage all the money affairs of our respective households. Neither dad nor I have a real clue about the financial management of our households. Both our wives have instead encouraged us to focus our time and energies into more meaningful things, like sucking and getting fucked for Mr. Jones's profit. We both have resigned ourselves to the new roles that have been laid out for us, by our wives and Mr. Jones. We have found that the more debase he's treated us and made us more like gutter suck hoes, the more we've adapted and reveled in our lowly lusty roles. We both are surprised at how comfortable we have become about all this. ((((MOTHER & DR. JUDY GUIDES US ON))) Between mother, my wife Vy, Vy's father and mom, dad and I were urged and encouraged to feel to more freely explore doing and adjust to the lifestyle of sissy fags, as we role played as sissy whores for Mr. Jones. The women soon persisted in getting us to dress in drag as we serviced "Tricks" and pretty soon we were also giving us both head and ass. Mother was especially persuasive in goading dad and I into letting men penetrate our assess with their dicks. She got Dr. Judy to prescribe special "douches" for us which relaxed our ass hole muscles so that we could comfortably accommodate hefty size cocks and be fucked as women. Mr. Jones was very pleased at mother helping us becoming fuckable. (((( MOTHER AND I TALK ))))) "Vicki, I'm so pleased that you've settled in and become a good whore like we all wanted you too." "T-Thank you mother, I-I've guess I-I've come to accept it as normal that so many strange men want to put their dicks in my mouth and shoot off their hot creamy cum." "It is normal dear. And besides they know a good fuck face when they see it sweetie. Beside you have a great reputation as an exceptional cocksucker - both you and your dad." "I-I guess I should thank you mom. He and I both try to do the best we can to please men's dicks with our mouths. Speaking of a fuck face, I-I've really come to like the Johns slowly rocking their stiff cocks back and forth in my mouth as they slowly fuck my face while I'm kneeling. I-I really feel so useful a-and really like a pussy getting fucked when they do that." "That's wonderful honey, and you should. After all, you're a good sissy cunt too." I went on to tell mom that Dr. Judy had gotten me to feel rather proud to suck Mr. Jones dick as well as to be a whore for him too. "I'm proud of you too sweetie. I'm just glad that he to thought you were good whore material and guided and mentored you along the right path to a new found happiness of dick sucking, cum drinking and getting ass fucked. (((AFTER ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF SISSY WHORES)) It was two months or so after our first night of being cock suck whores when dad and I were returning home late one Saturday night. We were tired, but happily and satisfactorily tired. It was dad who first mentioned this and I was quick to reply. "I feel the same way. My jaws ache from being not only opened so long but also wide for all those big dongs we had to get off tonight. Those sailors were hung and horny weren't they?" "And had full balls too. I guess being out to sea for six months will do that." "Yes, but there was nothing watery about their thick rich goo. It took a little extra effort to get their extra slimy down, but I managed." I gleefully added. "You're right about that son. Their sponk was good and rich." Dad replied with a chuckle. "You know dad, when we first started going to Dr. Judy at mother's and Vy's insistence, I really thought she was way out there and full of quackery. However, the more we attended her sessions, I've had to accept her opinion that I-I was just too stubborn a-and misguided to see that what we are doing for Mr. Jones a-and the support and encouragement of our wives were giving us was good for us and them." "Yes son, I have to agree with you on that. Another thing about her sessions are those quiet chambers. They are so relaxing and comfortable." "Yes, it is nice to just lie back and listen to the soothing music. Every time I go in there, I fall asleep for at least an hour, but I'm so relaxed and have a much better understanding of her concepts and perceptions about the correct behavior for us." "So do I. In fact, I often feel so stupid for not having seen what she was talking about earlier. Take for instance, her assertion that our role playing and us doing things that women and sissies and faggots do really shows a type of courage a so called real man would probably never exhibit. Hence, you and are actually demonstrating more courage and grit than real men." "You're so right dad. With us taking all the dicks we do, and especially the many loads of hot sticky gluey gooey jism we swallow, we really demonstrate that we have no fear of those bigger real men and their big hard dicks." "yes son you're so right. We may not be as endowed or as well built or as masculine, but we make up for it by the way we do things real men would be afraid of or just too chicken to do." "That's right dad. And another thing, have you noticed how much more pride and respect mother and Vy have shown us now that we have been implementing all Dr. Judy's recommendations and suggestions as well as totally immersing ourselves in our roles as sissies and fairy fags?" "Yes son I have, and I must admit it's good to have their increased admiration. It does both our self esteem good to have our women telling us that we do things for them that no real man would ever consider doing or lowering themselves to do for." "It does dad. In addition, having mother and Vy show their men pictures and videos of us sucking off lines of tricks and getting fucked while giving blowjobs really does get some of their studs. Mom says when their studs see them, they call us all sorts of names for doing such lewd acts for the women we love, but they never say anything about competing with us as sissy fag whores." "Just as Dr. Judy has told us, that's proof enough that our women see that their studs won't be competing with us to prove their affection to your mother and Vy the way we do by doing the things we do for Mr. Jones and in turn for them." "Yes dad, I have to agree with you. Vy has told me numerous times that she has no intentions of leaving me for her studs, even though they fuck her better than I ever could dream of doing. She says that I'm just too good of a sucker for her to do that. She just raves about how well I suck her slimy frothy pussy after she's been extensively screwed and put away wet, yet she says, I devotedly proceed to mouth and thoroughly clean up her gloppy snatch with no expectation of getting to put my little thing in afterwards." "Yes son, Dr. Judy's training relating to "unselfish love and sex" really has helped us to improve our relationships with our women. After I too eat your mother out after one or more of her black studs loads her up with their viscous goo, I too have no expectation of getting any and am perfectly content to jack off if she tells me to. I'm so thankful that Dr. Judy has helped me see that it's so natural for me to eat other men's sperm from my wife's sloppy pussy and to pull myself off if I need to get off. Or if you're around, for us to do a 69 and get each other off." "Your warm mouth does feel good on my prick." "And yours likewise on mine. Yes son, as I said earlier, we thought that Mr. Jones was evil in the deeds he perpetrated on us. However, it turns out that not only was his actions a blessing in disguise because it has allowed us to share so much time together as we whore together, but also it has allowed us to bond in an intimate special way, as we do when do each other." "Yes dad, it's all been very special. But you know what dad, one thing I really enjoy is our little talks each night after our whoring sessions are over, about dick sizes and shapes and the taste of cum from all the dicks we get pushed in us." "Yes son, that's special for me too. Dr. Judy strongly encourages us doing it too. After our first night of whoring, I quickly discovered I loved talking about other men's dicks and the taste of their hot creamy sperm." "I was angry when mother had us go to Dr. Judy to get us psyched up to suck dicks for money. But just like you, I have to admit now, her relaxation therapy was effective in eliminating my anxiety to be a whore for Mr. Jones, and just go ahead and accept that I should do it and that it was going to happen. And after it happened, like you, I was very thrilled and excited at having other men, strangers use my mouth as a for hire, fuck hole and jism dump." "Yes son, Dr. Judy helped us get our act together and to also realize that the women were right all along in their advice for you and I to be whores for Mr. Jones." "Yes dad, they were. In addition, Dr. Judy has helped me to see that whatever money Mr. Jones makes off us should not be our concern, only making sure we do what he says to best service the clients and make money for him." "Yes son, I've come to the same conclusion. Sure money is important and I realize what little he gives us is a mere pittance for what we earn for him. Anyway, he gives our wives our 5%. But to be honest with you, just like Dr. Judy said I would, all that cum from all those big hard spurting dicks is a reward in itself." "I second that." I added with a slight chuckle. "By the way, son, don't you think this pearl jewelry adds a nice accent on us? "Yes. A single strand pearl necklace and a bracelet and matching pearl watch really makes us outstanding as guys who want to flaunt that we aren't real men and aren't afraid to show it." (((( DAD & I ON DISCUSSING BEING OBEDIENT & CORPORAL PUNISHMENT)))) "It took me a while, bit I have come around to being fond of being obedient to Mr. Jones and doing what he tells us to do. Just knowing he's in charge of things is-is a kind of cozy feeling. I don't know why I feel that way, but I do. In my book, dad, he can do no wrong." "Son I share that same feeling. But as you said, even though I'm not certain why I have so much confidence that he'll do the right things for us, I too want to obey him unconditionally. Plus both our wives say we should and that in itself should be good enough for us. Don't you think?" "Yes it is. By the way, remember Dr. Judy said that starting next month, she is prescribing that our wives paddle us even more each month from now on. They can give us up to 30 strokes now." "I remember, also, your mother got a new perforated thick rubber paddle in the mail this morning. She's anxious to try it out on me. The look in her eyes was pure joy. Yes, she's very anxious to beat me with it." "So did Vy and I know she's also eager to beat me with it. I'm a bit scared, but then if Dr. Judy says we have to be whipped more, then... SIGH! I know we'll have to accept it." "Yes son, we will. Just like when Mr. Jones occasionally slaps us around to make sure that we remember our places. We've learned to accept and adapt to that. I'm confident we'll do the same with being whipped more intensely by our wives. Besides, son, just like Dr. Judy said, this kind of treatment is good for us in making sure we have solid loving relationships with our wives. Remember what Dr. Judy said, "no pain, no gain". And son, since our wives are totally in agreement with Dr. Judy's recommendation - that is, to inflict pain on our rear ends and blister them to ensure we're good husbands- then we must therefore accept it. You do understand that, don't you? We have no choice since we love our wives so." "Y-You're right of course, dad, h-how silly of me. Like you said, I'm sure I'll get accustomed to being given more paddle strokes." "That's my boy. Our wives can't help but love us more dearly as we eagerly submit to them so they can blister our bottoms and hear us squalling like children from their paddling. This will be good for us because it'll further validate we know our places as loving devoted husbands." "Vy has basically told me that she knows that beating my ass even more at our monthly sessions can only make our loving marriage even closer, so I'm sure you're correct dad." "Yes I believe I am. Just like I was when your mother was pleased when we took she and Vy's advice and let Mr. Jones fuck us up our asses like women, and then began having us sell our sissy ass-cunts for his profit too." "Yes dad you were. Speaking of getting fucked for cash for our pimp - Mr. Jones - tonight was a perfect ending for a good day of taking dicks." "Yes it was son. I guess you also liked the rough condescending way the group of earthy brawny men talked to us?" "Oh yes I did. I just knew it was going to be exciting when time they knew who we were they said "C'mon in here you two cute little fag bitches and strip down to your panties"." "Yes, a delicious thrill ran through me as the group groped, grabbed and squeezed us as we stripped down to our panties, camisole, garter belts and nylons. It felt good to have 8 pairs of rough hands running all over my smooth skin and ass." "Yes dad it did. Of course, it felt even better to have them stuff our mouths with their dicks after we licked and sucked on their big bloated cum filled balls. Of course, when they started fucking us in our mouths and assess, and then lining up in front and back of us to pull a train on each of us, it was so delicious to be sandwiched between those men as they moaned and grunted as they fucked us in pursuit of getting their nuts in us." "Yes it was ecstatic to be sissy pussies for those big handsome "Johns". Those kind of guys really gives us an opportunity to play our sissy roles to the fullest." Yes it does dad. They were all at least 6 feet tall and each was very muscular like construction workers. But it was so delightful to have those big brawny men moaning and groaning as they humped their dicks in us to get off. Having their rigid rods moving in and out of my mouth and ass, sort of-of made me feel, uh, so-so, well equal to them, even though they were the real men." "I know the feeling, son. It's because we were taking all they were dishing out. They had their poles and we were their holes. And when we got their hot gooey cum in us, that really made me feel significant." "Yes, you're so right dad. I felt likewise. I really enjoyed getting group fucked and treated in such a condescending nasty manner. They were very pleased that we eagerly licked their asses as gesture of gratitude for letting us be their whores for the evening." "Yes they were. They gave us $250 in tips. Of course, I gave it all to Mr. Jones, as is the usual practice." "That was a nice tip, but then again we really earned it. After all, this was the first time that we have been peed on and had to swallow the piss from a group of Johns." "It wasn't that bad, neither was the taste. That Jacuzzi style bathtub they had us lay in was ideal for the two of us, as they sprayed all their recycled beer on us." Dad went on to add that since the men had given us such a generous tip, he suspected that Mr. Jones would be advertising to other group clients that he had two sissy whores that didn't mind being pissed on. I had to agree with him. Dad and I both continued to talk about the yellow shower we'd been subjected to. The group of masterful brawny men didn't ask if they could use us as urinal targets, they just told us to strip naked and get ready for them to piss on us. Well, one thing dad and I have learned as sissy whores, the customer always comes first - pun intended - so when we were ordered by the men to do as they wanted, we quickly did - even though we didn't know that was on the agenda for the evening. Anyway, since we've been whoring, dad and I have become more submissive in our nature and thoughts. This has been promulgated daily on us by everyone close to us - Mr. Jones, his wife, mother, Vy, and of course Dr. Judy. "Submissiveness, subservience, servility, and sucking are four things that you two should aspire to be the best at and doing for Mr. Jones, your wives and your wives' lovers". These were Dr. Judy's repeated words to dad and I whenever we go in for our frequent session with her. ((((SUNDAY DINNER))))) After Mr. Jones built his dream mansion from the steady income of his whores, Sunday dinners in the new mansion became quite an affair, as the family all gathered around the large dinner table. The table was huge, It was circular and about 12 feet in diameter. The huge stately chair at one spot around the table made it clear where Mr. Jones sat. Mr. Jones decided that cooking dinner and the associated cleaning up afterwards was not what he wanted his women - mom, his wife, and Vy - doing on Sundays. Therefore, he ordered dad and I to cook, serve, and clean up afterwards. We usually never sit at the table with the rest of the family, as we were dressed in frilly maid's uniforms and served the food, and stood by like English maid servants. We had four different color maids' outfits - traditional black/white, lavender, bright pink, and bright yellow. We wore a different color each week. Dad and I usually ate our meals in the kitchen, like the servants we were, and long after the others in the family had eaten. As you the reader can surmise, Mr. Jones had not only made us his sissy whores, but his maidservants as well. However, by this time, dad and I truly knew our places. We had no fight in us to refuse any demands placed on us. We had resigned ourselves to our plight and obediently did as we were told. EPILOGUE: ((((SEVERAL YEARS LATER)))) Dad and I had come in from a day of non-stop whoring for Mr. Jones, our pimp. As was usual, we were sitting around the kitchen table in Mr. Jones's new 8 bedroom mansion, relaxing after a day of dick sucking and being fucked a time or two or three or more. "You know dad, as I sit here tired and full as a tick with all the loads I've swallowed today, I feel so satisfied and never felt better about myself. Even though we live under his roof and Mr. Jones controls us, I really don't mind serving and being managed by him. Actually, it's a rather very contented feeling to know that I can depend on him and Vy to decide things for me and all I have to do is obey their directions. I gather you feel the same about him and mother now? "Yes son, I do, and like you, I am very contented with myself. And even though we aren't allowed to come in the front door, just the servant's entrance, it's not bad living here under his roof and supervision." Dad replied with a broad smile of contentment on his face. Another good thing has come out of all this. Now that Dad and I have been laid off from our regular jobs, we have a reliable trade and good skills to fall back on (actually on our knees) to provide for our families. And speaking of our families, I have a new 2 1/2 year old brother and a 2 1/2 year old son. Both courtesy of Mr. Jones knocking up mother and my wife Vy (his daughter). Both boys are the spitting image of Mr. Jones. In addition, Vy and I also have a set of fraternal twins that are now 14 months. An old boyfriend of hers , named Theo, sired them. They also strongly resemble him, not her or me. By the way, he's black. ((((DADDY KNOWS BEST))) Somehow or the other, we all came to start calling Mr. Jones "Daddy". Vy of course had called him that all along, but now we all - his wife, mother, as well as dad and I somehow got caught up in doing so too. It's probably also because of the benevolent pimp image he tries to portray to each of us, especially when collecting "his money" that we earn for him. He really gets on our case if we don't make our quotas of dicks and tricks. He really comes across as a pimp at these times. He's not really hit the women hard, but he's threaten to paddle their asses, and has slapped them playfully hard on their pretty asses. Dad and I have been slapped around once or twice by him also, but it was more to show that he was in Daddy was in charge and that he wanted to make sure we knew it, and our places. Vy, mother and his wife constantly cater to "Daddy's" good side and are always bragging how Daddy likes their head or pussy better than the others. It's a rivalry pure and simple. "Daddy" stokes the flames of the petty rivalry by saying who was best for him at one time or another when he's fucked them in the mouth or cunt or ass. The women always brag when they've been recently fucked and have "Daddy's" sperm in, or dripping, from them. It's nothing for mother to tell the others that when Daddy needed head, he would come to her first because she could do it better than the rest of us. Of course that would start a series of lewd and raunchy conversations among the women. However, Daddy also made a point to include dad and I in the rivalry by congratulating one or both of us on how well we took his cum. He only had to do that once and before dad and I knew it, the women had considered us competition and included us in their jovial but sluttish discussions. "So you hot ass little sissies think you're as good as my prime pussy fuck meat huh?" Was one such comment jokingly directed toward dad and I. We didn't really have much choice in taking "Daddy's" cum, as neither dad or I had much will to resist him when he demanded sex from us. And since we found it hard not to adore his macho manliness, I suspect we too were a bit subconsciously proud to be his sperm takers also. "Daddy" also acted as judge and jury on disputes in our little clan of whores. One such incident involved me and Vy and Theo - remember him? Her black lover and the father of "our" twins. Well the situation was this. Vy and Theo wanted to go on a cruise. She asked "Daddy" for the money. His response: "Baby girl, I love you, but you're married. Your husband should take care of that for you, and especially so since you have to carry a real man, and not him, to make it romantic." Needless to say, his words were a definite put down to me. But to rub salt further into the wound, "Daddy" decided that Vy could go, but that I would pay the whole tab for she and her lover. To make matters even worse, "Daddy" told me: "Vicki, I'm gonna loan Vy and Theo the money, but since you're her husband, you're responsible for paying it back with 5% interest." I could only gasp in response to his words. What he said next took my breath away. "And you have to work on your own time to hustle dicks to make the payments. It doesn't come out of my money you make for me. Understand!" The tone of seriousness in his voice sent a slight chill through me. However, I knew there was nothing I could do. He even had me thank him for the "Low" family interest rate. To make a long sad story short, Vy and Theo went on their 5 days deluxe cruise at my total expense. The $6,000 bill, including spending money for Theo, meant that it was going to take me quite a while to basically work overtime hustling dicks and selling my ass to pay it all back. I was thankful dad volunteered to help me out some. I later discovered that the week of the cruise was also Vy's fertile time of the month and she made it known that she wasn't packing her birth control pills. Oh well, such is life. ((((LIFE GOES ON IN "Daddy" JONES' HOUSE)))) Vy returned from her cruise delightfully tanned and with many pictures and videos of all the fun in the sun she and Theo enjoyed. A month later, it was also learned that she also picked up some weight from the cruise also. She's currently impregnated with our "4th" child. Theo spends a lot of time with Vy in our residence at "Daddy" house. Theo also demands I suck his impressive dick rather frequently. My wife offered my services to him for free. Even though I'm a suck whore, I thought he still should pay. She didn't. Her reason: "Honey, after all, he's made you a daddy twice over and has also put another one in the oven for you, the least you could do is suck his dick for him when he needs you to. And by the way, if I'm not around to take his jism and he wants more than a suck out, offer him your sissy cunt for me too." It was obvious that my wife was in no mood to hear any dissent from me and I knew better than to present any. In addition, when your wife is the one that gives you your prescribed monthly spanking (as directed by Dr. Judy), it's difficult to get up the courage to stand up to her. Therefore, I meekly agreed to her demands. Even though pregnant, Vy still loves to whore for her father part time, and still finds time to sex 3 other steady studs besides Theo. I'm afraid that she also wants to have kids by them also. Oh well, she said she wanted to have a large family. Despite all that, I'll have to give credit where credit is due, Vy has still been a great mother and wife. Vy's mom and my mother are also still part time "Hoes", and really into the lifestyle. Mr. Jones, while rolling in dough, doesn't seem to mind in the least. As for dad and I, Mr. Jones is still pretty demanding as to us sucking our monthly quota of dicks. He wants to make sure that we are responsible and diligent husbands and able to provide for both our growing families, that is, out of the 5% he pays us. So all in all, dad and I have come to see that Dr. Judy was right to cultivate us into not being ashamed to be subservient and to show humility as we devoted ourselves to our wives and their real men. She showed us how we were not endowed enough to compete with real men who could possibly steal our wives. But with her therapies and by becoming pussy whipped sissy husbands, we leveled the playing field. The results, we were able to keep the women we love, in our lives, as well as ward off other men from stealing them. Our numerous demonstrations of devotion we show to them daily have really paid off for us. Even though dad was at first worried about "Daddy" Jones stealing mother's love from him, dad is quite satisfied now sharing mother with "Daddy" and also that "Daddy" Jones shares his dick with dad. By now readers, you know in the beginning, dad felt coerced and made perverted by becoming `Daddy's" cocksucker, then fairy slut, and then finally his fag whore. But along the way, Dr. Judy guided him into seeing that each step was an investment toward marital and personal happiness for he and mother. Now dad is very pleased that "Daddy" is he and mother's man and that they both share being receptacles for "Daddy's" dick and vessels for his copious loads of sperm. "Son, I'm so pleased that you and your dad gave in and let real men make faggots out of you and he, rather than both of you continuing to pretend to be something you could never be." Mother said to me one time with a broad maternal smile. I for sure never thought things would've turn out the way they have. But Dr. Judy was right about one thing, many men may fuck our wives, but very few men - well actually, none that I know of - have tried to compete with dad and I in doing the things we've done to show our love to our wives and keep them ours. ***THE END***