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 Brett By Jerry D.



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   Brett

   Chapter 1 - Wednesday

   It was a bright spring day in Springfield Park.  Flowers were starting
to bloom and the trees created cool shady oases.  The birds chirped as if
to sing a song that had never been heard.  The sun's rays showed through
the trees shining on the bright green grass below.

   Brett felt like she was the only one there.  The beautiful day couldn't
ruin her mood but she was starting to wonder it her friends would ever show
up.  She wasn't a patient person and was never put on hold for anybody. 
She hated waiting as much as she wanted to leave she couldn't resist the
weather.

   Soon her friend showed up, Frank, Drew and Katie.  They were all such
big shots, the kind of people who made it in life so that Brett couldn't
help but feel jealous at times.  She knew these people well enough though,
that even if she was a bit envious she always remained happy around them.
Besides it was such a beautiful day.

   Brett said her greetings, falling back out of the conversation beyond
that.  She stared off as the other three made small talk.  Brett couldn't
help but smile slightly at some of kids playing in the park.  Life was so
simple back then wasn't it?  When the best part of the day was recess and
your greatest fear was cooties and who can forget nap time?

   "Hey Brett, back me up on this," Katie asked, bringing Brett out of her
daydream "who do you think will win the baseball game tonight, the Cubs or
the Rays?

   Brett, knowing absolutely nothing about baseball, quickly said, "The
Rays of course!"

   Drew and Frank disagreed faster than Brett expected.

   Drew said "Let's place a bet.  I bet your car that the Cubs will win."

   "Ok and if the Rays win I want $1,000 and a date with Frank," returned
Brett.

   She had fantasized about dating Frank since the three had started
hanging together in high school.  Frank and Drew had both dated Katie a few
times but neither had ever shown any interest in Brett.  She was not ugly
by any stretch of the imagination but her family was not wealthy and she
couldn't, even now that she was on her own and working, afford the stylish
clothes to show her at her best.

   She thought about what she had just said, wondering why she had said it.
Would Frank think that she was so hard up that she needed to win a bet to
get a date?  Would he think that she had the hots for him and try to go too
far on the first date?  Suddenly she was sorry she had said it.

   "Don't I have any say in the matter?" asked Frank.

   "I'm paying $1,000 if we lose," grumbled Drew "the least you can do is
take her to dinner and a movie."

   Frank argued "You get her car if the Cubs win.  What do I get."

   Suddenly Katie was back in the conversation.  You get a date with me
Frank!"

   "Let's see, if the Cubs win I take Katie to dinner and a movie or if the
Rays win I take Brett.  That could be a win win situation," mused Frank

   Wow thought Brett maybe Frank won't mind taking me out.  She felt
prepared to lose her car but she wasn't sure if she was ready to date
Frank. She wanted to but she needed to be prepared to make sure he wanted
to take her out again.  Could she make Frank prefer her to Katie?  A
thousand thoughts tumbled through her mind.

   Then the alarm went off and she was awake.  She wasn't sure what to make
of the dream.  Was it an omen of things to come or just wishful thinking on
her part?  She looked out the window towards the park.

   It was a bright spring day in Springfield Park.  Flowers were starting
to bloom and the trees created cool shady oases.  The birds chirped as if
to sing a song that had never been heard.  The sun's rays showed through
the trees shining on the bright green grass below.

   Brett went to the bathroom to shower and dress.  As the water ran over
her D-cup breasts she soaped them and thought of Frank caressing them for
her.  She stopped herself and quickly finished showering and brushed her
teeth.  As she dried she wondered what the day would bring.  Dressing in a
loose top and her shortest shorts she was determined to get Franks
attention today.

   Downstairs her brother Jake was fixing himself a bowl of cereal.  She
wondered if it would work and decided to try it on her little brother.  He
deserved the torture it would cause.  All little brothers deserved to be
tortured.

   "Want some juice Jake?"

   "Sure", then he watched her smallish butt as she bent over to put the
juice away.

   Brett walked over to Jake and placed the glass of juice by his plate,
bending over just a little more than she needed to.  Jakes eyes got huge as
her tits and nipples came into his view down her blouse.  Brett knew her
plan would work and she would have Frank staring at her tits later that
day. .

   She finished her breakfast and put the dishes in the dishwasher.  Jakes
eyes were still glazed over as he followed her movements.  Bret knew he
would be in agony all day.  After all he was fifteen and had just seen two
real boobs.  Even though they were on his sister they were still real.  Now
all he could do was watch her butt as she walked away from the house.  Jake
was beginning to see his sister as a real person and a real woman.

   Brett walked through the park to the usual meeting place for her friends
and sat down to enjoy the sun and relax as she waited.  Daydreaming, she
felt herself getting warm all over and not the kind of warm that comes from
the sun.  Her nipples got hard and tingly as she remembered the look on
Jakes face as he got his first look at real live breasts.  She wondered if
Frank would look the same and her nipples got even harder.

   She sat up and saw old Mr.  Bracken walking toward her.  He was the
local pervert and was always checking out the girls trying to get a peek at
something he wasn't supposed to see.  She decided to practice for when
Frank got there so she knelt on one knee and leaned over to tie her shoe.
As he walked by she smiled and said "Hi".  He stammered something
unintelligible and by the look on his face she knew that it had worked. 
Brett had shown her tits to two men that day and they were feeling full,
tight and hard.  They felt like they were engorged with blood making the
nipples hard and the skin felt tight all over.  She thought for a second
and decided she liked the feeling.  What would they feel like when Frank
saw them?

   The three friends showed up and they talked for a while about this and
that and decided that they would watch the game on Drew's big screen TV. 
This seemed to suit everyone as Brett knelt to retie her other shoe with
her back to Drew and Katie but letting Frank get an eyeful.  She showed him
what she had waiting for him if she won.  They agreed to meet at his house
at five when the game was to begin.

   The four friends parted to go home and eat lunch before gathering at
Drew's for the game.

   The house was quiet except the sounds of Jake's video game coming from
the family room.  Katie fixed herself a sandwich and a drink and went in
hoping that Jake might stop so that she could watch something while she
ate.

   Jake saw her enter out of the corner of his eye.  Pausing the game he
offered to stop and watch TV.

   Wow, thought Katie that is not like Jake at all.  Maybe that peek of tit
did something for his humanity.

   "Can you fix me a sandwich and drink while I put this away and find
something to watch?"

   Definitely not like Jake.  "OK", answered Katie.

   When she returned with the sandwich and his drink he was sitting on the
couch surfing channels with the remote.  She placed his plate in front of
him, again bending just enough to give him the view she knew he wanted.

   With bulging eyes Jake stammered, "T-t-thanks Brett."

   Brett laughed to herself and Jake found one of her favorite shows.

   Her brother seemed to be turning into a nice guy.  Maybe it wasn't so
bad giving him a peek now and then.

   Jake even offered to clean up while she went to get ready to go watch
the game.  She left Jake alone with his video game and walked to Drew's. 
Glad that it was only a couple of blocks, actually closer than the park,
she was there in a short time.  Brett had changed into a short skirt and
button-up blouse in hopes that Frank would try something tonight.  She
unbuttoned another button as she rang the doorbell.  She would probably
never be able to wear the designer clothes they did but she made what she
did have look its' best.

   Frank and Katie were already sitting on the couch.  They were probably a
little closer than necessary and left no room for Brett except next to
Katie or in a chair by herself.  She chose the chair and Drew came in with
chips and dip and beers for each.  He sat next to Katie.

   The game started and the Cubs jumped to a 3 run start in the first
inning to 1 for the Rays.  By the seventh Brett had had four beers and the
Cubs were ahead by four.  Frank and Drew were both stroking Katie's legs
and they had each kissed her at least twice.  She was beginning to feel
really awkward and uncomfortable.  She had two more beers during the eighth
inning and the cubs got two more runs.  During the ninth she watched as the
Cubs scored three more times.  She guzzled a beer after each run, she was
drunk from the beer, discouraged that she had lost her car, melancholy that
she would not get a date with Frank and from the looks of things Frank
would be out with Katie that evening and probably Drew would have her in
the back seat of Brett's car the next evening.

   She said nothing to her so called friends on the way out, wondering if
they had conspired to win her car.  They knew much more about baseball than
her.  Had they ever really been her friends?  Katie wondered more as Drew
called, "I'll be by tomorrow about noon for the title, Brett."

   Brett staggered slightly as she made her way home.  Entering the front
door she had noticed that her parents were not home yet and she heard Jakes
video game from the family room.  Making her way carefully down the stairs
she only bumped the wall twice.  She fell heavily beside Jake as she tried
to sit.  Another button had come undone and her breasts almost fell out. 
She turned red and apologized as she put her breasts back inside her blouse
and buttoned it up.

   "You didn't need to do that." said Jake with a smile.  "What's wrong?"

   "What makes you think anything is wrong?" she asked.

   "You weren't' this bad when Buster died."

   "Oh Jake," she blurted and told him the story.

   Jake was turning redder as the tale unfolded and began to see what had
been done to his sister.  By the time she finished he was fuming and not at
her for her carelessness with her words but at her so-called friends
treatment of her.

   "Want me to take care of them?" he asked.  Jake was her little brother
but he was on the JV football and wrestling teams.

   "I don't know Jake, what can you do?"

   "Just tell me to take care of it for you and stand back tomorrow when
Drew gets here." Jake was smiling just a little as he thought of
confronting Drew.

   Brett hugged Jake tightly pressing her breasts into him as he gently
held her.

   "I better go to bed before mom and dad get here and see me this way."
Brett was starting to feel a little better but still couldn't be sure of
being steady on her feet.  "Can you help me upstairs?"

   Jake didn't answer but stood and took his sister by the hands and helped
her stand putting his arm around her to steady her they started up the
stairs to Brett's room.  As Brett sat on the bed she slumped to the pillow.

   "You can't sleep like this Brett, mom may come to check on you."

   Jake went to her dresser and removed a long t-shirt that he knew she
liked to sleep in.  Back at the bed he helped her stand and removed her
shirt, and put the t-shirt over her head.  He unfastened her shorts and let
the t-shirt fall to cover what he uncovered as he slid the shorts down her
legs.  The he stood and saw his sister with the t-shirt down almost to her
knees, her shorts around her ankles and a very red face.  He helped her sit
on the bed and removed her shows and shorts and then put her under the
covers and turned to go.  Suddenly he turned around and gave her a kiss on
her forehead and said, "Good night sis."

   In his own room Jake slipped out of his clothes and got in bed.  He had
been hard since he sister had come home.  He closed his eyes and saw her
lovely huge tits with the hard nipples perched at the peaks.  Wondering
what they would feel like he stroked himself slowly.  He knew that she was
drunk enough that he could have done anything he wanted with her but he was
beginning to enjoy their new relationship and it was not worth messing that
up.  Besides he would have other chances now that they were becoming close.
He released his cock and went to sleep.

   Chapter 2 - Thursday

   Waking early Jake showered and dressed while mentally preparing for the
confrontation with Drew.  He wore older jeans and a t-shirt with a hole in
it.  If Drew got physical he didn't want to ruin any of his good clothes.
He planned for Brett to be near the door but out of sight.  He wanted her
to hear what went on but not be involved.

   He had made his plans and was in the kitchen making coffee when Brett
came down.  She was dressed just the way he had put her to bed.  The
t-shirt came down almost to her knees and he knew she had on only panties
underneath.

   "How are you feeling this morning?" he asked quietly.  He suspected she
might have a hangover due to the slowness of her movements.

   "Awful", was all she said.

   Jake put a glass of water in front of her.  Plop, plop, fizz, fizz.  He
put two pieces of bread on the toaster and cream in a cup for her.  The
Alka-Seltzer was ready.

   "Drink up" as he slid the glass closer.

   She drank and there were two pieces of dry toast and a cup of coffee in
front of her.  She wondered if Jake had ever had a hangover.  Seeing this
side of her little brother she realized how little she really knew about
him.

   Jake fixed cereal and coffee for himself and they ate in silence as her
morning slowly got a little brighter and her head stopped throbbing.  She
wasn't sure whether or not to try moving as Jake put the dishes in the sink
and cleaned up.  He moved behind her and massaged her neck and shoulders.
He had learned in athletics how soothing this could be.  As he massaged her
felt his sister relax.

   "It's time for you to get dressed.  Drew will be here shortly.  Run
along and I'll straighten up."

   Bret was finding it harder to believe that this was the same bratty
little boy that had so annoyed her most all of her seventeen years.  She
went upstairs to get dressed feeling much better about her life than she
had last night after the game.  She put on shorts and a tank top and tennis
shoes.  Not quite the attire she had worn yesterday in her unbelievable bid
to get Frank.

   She brushed her teeth and hair.  Brett didn't wear make-up which was one
of the reasons she looked plain compared to other girls her age.  She
considered lip stick but thought she might have to face Drew if her brother
wanted her to and she didn't want him to think it was on his account,
though she might have if it was to be just her and Jake.

   Brett was having a hard time reconciling her new feelings.  Jake was her
brother and she felt that this was getting dangerously close to incest. 
But he was not really her blood brother.  After a hard delivery with Brett
her mother had found out that she couldn't have anymore children.  Her
father had wanted a boy so they had adopted Jake when Brett was four and he
was two.

   A car in the driveway pulled Brett from her musings.  She ran
downstairs, surprising herself after the trouble she had encountered that
morning.  It was Drew and Jake told her to sit at the dining room table in
the room next to the front door.  She would be able to hear but not have to
see Drew.  Frank and Katie were in the car and Drew knocked.  Drew looked
surprised when Jake answered the door.  Jake was almost three years younger
than Drew but about three inches taller and twenty pounds heavier.

   "I came for the title" stated Drew.

   "You're not getting it.  That was a sucker bet and you know it. 
Gambling is illegal so you can't go to the cops.  If you mess with my
sister or try to give her a bad name I will mess you up and you know I can
do it." Jake was calm and collected on the outside but fuming underneath
that he would actually try to collect.

   Drew looked at him and saw that he meant every word.  He simply turned
and walked away.  Drew closed the door and went in to sit with Brett as
they drove away.

   "Wow that was almost too easy.  I'm glad you're my brother" she gushed.
Brett stared at Jake with a look that he had never seen before.  He wasn't
sure but he thought that this might be love that he saw.  It was certainly
different than the way any other girl had looked at him.

   Brett wasn't sure what she was feeling but it sure felt nice.  She just
had to do something special for her wonderful brother who had just saved
her from at least a very embarrassing moment.  She stood with her eyes
still fixed on her little brother and took hold of the bottom of her tank
top and started to lift it.

   "Stop!" demanded Jake.

   She was stunned both by the authority in his voice and that he had
stopped what she really thought he wanted her to do.  Before she would have
been mad that he thought he could tell her what to do and she would
probably have just continued but she felt she had to do what he had told
her.  Not asked, it was certainly not a request.

   "I want to talk a minute" Jake said calmly.  "Tell me why you showed me
your tits and why you want to show them to me now."

   That made Brett stop and think.  She knew what she felt when someone
looked at them.  She knew what that did to her breasts.  She knew how they
swelled and how hard her nipples got and the warm felling that permeated
her chest.  Was she trying to get that feeling for herself or did she want
to see the look of pleasure that Jake had gotten when he saw down her
blouse?  "You seemed to enjoy the view when I bent over and after what you
did for me I wanted to do something for you Jake.  I know I'm not the best
looking girl around and you can probably have almost anyone you want at but
if I can do anything for you, you just have to tell me.  I really like the
way we have become close the past few days."

   Jake stood and walked past Brett.  "Come." Was all he said as he passed
her.  She followed him without hesitation.  She couldn't not go.  She
wanted to go.  She followed him down to the family room and Jake said
"Stop" just before he sat in his favorite chair for watching TV.  She was
standing in the middle of the room trembling.  Those two words had told her
that he was in charge and that she would do whatever he said.  She knew
this and knew that she wouldn't fight it.  She had told him that she was
his and he had taken her at her word.  That was the result of his one word.
When he had told her to stop she had known that she would do that and
anything else he told her to do.

   He sat in the big over stuffed chair just gazing at her.  It was like he
could see all of her without moving his eyes.  "Put your hands under your
top." She did but only just to her wrists.  "Higher." He seemed to like one
word commands and she obeyed them immediately.  She inched her hands
higher. She thought she might know what he wanted but she didn't want to
seem to take the control from him so she did only what he told her and no
more.  "Higher." This time a little louder so she moved her hands to cover
her breasts.  She could feel her rock hard nipples against the palms of her
hands.

   "Squeeze them" he ordered.  And she did.  Kneading them and feeling them
get hotter and more swollen as she did.

   Jake said, "Tell me about them.  You let me get a peek but I want to
hear you describe them to me.  I don't want any surprises when I allow you
to reveal them fully to me."

   It was unbelievable what his words did to her.  They left no doubt that
he was in charge.  He would "allow" her to reveal her breasts, but only
when he told her to do it.  She thought about putting an end to his
domination of her but she realized that she craved what he was doing to
her.

   "They are a D-cup but most of my bras are a little tight.  Right now
they feel bigger than they ever have.  The skin feels so tight and smooth
over them that they might even be a DD.  Usually they sag just a bit due to
the weight but they are so tight that they don't right now." Brett wondered
what he would tell her to do next.  She knew that whatever it was she would
not hesitate to do it.

   Jake was enjoying the pleasure that Brett was deriving from his words.
He knew that he could tell her to strip, lie down and spread her legs for
him and she would do it but he wanted to prolong her pleasure and let it
build.  He was feeling immensely horny.  His hard on, which he had
straightened out while walking down the stairs in front of her so she
wouldn't see, was throbbing.  He wanted her but he wanted to ensure that
she would be his anytime he commanded.  "Pinch your nipples and tell me
about them."

   She did; harder than she had ever done when she was masturbating.  She
winced.  But it was a nice pain.  The pain was more pleasurable because of
the slight smile she saw on Jakes face.

   "They are harder than they have ever been.  They are about an inch long
and about three quarters of an inch across.  The aureoles are almost three
inches in diameter and they are raised above my breasts so that the nipples
sit on a kind of puffy pillow on top of my titties, Jake."

   "Tell me what else happens when you squeeze them and pinch your
nipples." Jake got up and walked behind Brett.

   She wanted to turn around but she couldn't.  She had been staring into
his eyes since he had told her where to stand and so she continued to do
what he had ordered her to do.  "Talk to me Brett."

   "My pussy is wet.  Sopping and it gets wetter when I squeeze my tits. 
My pussy contracts when I pinch my nipple hard.  It is wetter and hotter
than when I masturbate.  It feels like it does just before I cum." Brett
said as fast as she could.

   "Do you want to cum?" asked Jake.

   "Yeeesssssss!" shouted Brett.

   Jake asked, "Why haven't you?"

   Brett though a second.  That was something she hadn't even asked
herself. She could have.  A pinch or a squeeze and she would go off like a
canon.  Then she figured it out.  "You haven't told me I could." She
whispered.

   "Turn around." She faced him.  "Pull your top off." She did.

   Jake took in the view of her lovely breasts.  Brett felt faint from his
gaze.  She trembled all over.

   "Cum for me Brett." She did.  She came like she had never come before.
Not from a touch or a caress or even the pinching and squeezing.  But from
her brothers command.  Her knees started to give way.  She couldn't stand
up.  Jake's arms were under hers holding her up.  He lifted her and placed
her gently on the couch.  She had passed out from sheer pleasure.

   When she woke she started trembling again.  Just the thought of her
orgasm was enough to get her started again.  Jake came in and handed Brett
her top and told her to put it on.  "Mom and dad will be home in a little
while.  Why don't you make us all some dinner?"

   It sounded like a request but Brett knew that her brother would never
ask her to do anything again.  She knew that it was an order.  She simply
said "Yes sir." and got up to go upstairs.  Why had she called him Sir? 
She didn't call her father Sir.  She didn't call any of her teachers Sir.
But she knew deep down that Jake was her Master and she needed to treat him
as such.  It felt so good to be owned.  To know that he would take care of
all her needs.  That he would never let anything bad happen to her.  That
she belonged to him.

   She looked through the refrigerator, the freezer and the cupboard.  She
decided on hamburgers with baked potato and baked beans.  Mostly because it
was Jakes favorite.  She prepared everything just the way he liked it.  Set
the table and had the food ready to serve when their parents got home.

   She wandered upstairs and knocked on Jakes door.  "Come in." She opened
the door quietly not wanting to disturb her new Master too much.  As she
slipped in he turned from the computer and asked "What can I do for you
Brett?  Is dinner ready?"

   "I can serve it as soon as mom and dad get home." She said quietly. 
"May I ask you a question?"

   "Yes" was all he said.

   "Why didn't you do anything to me or have me do something for you?"
Brett was as satisfied sexually had she had ever been and probably more.

   "What's it to you?" asked Jake.  "Is that any of your business?"

   "No Sir" she was getting nervous.  Would she say something to make him
drop her?  "You made me feel things I could never have imagined before.  I
want to do things for you too."

   "Will you do what I ask?"

   "As though it is a command."

   "Then I don't need you to offer yourself to me do I?  You are mine and I
will use you when and how I want to.  Won't I?"

   "Yes Sir." Brett was afraid.  She might have angered Jake and he might
punish her.  The thought made her tremble, not in fear but in anticipation.

   "Then get out and serve dinner.  Mom and dad just pulled in."

   Brett met her mom and dad at the front door and led them to the dining
room.  Jake came in and sat down while Brett served everyone.  Dinner was
quiet, mostly because it was so different.  Ordinarily they would have
ordered take-out and eaten in different rooms or in front of the TV.  Dad
showed little interest other than finishing and going to bed but mom looked
at the brother and sister with curiosity but didn't say anything.

   Dad got up and went to bed and Jake went to play his video games.  Brett
cleaned up while her mom finished eating.

   Her mom was watching her closely.  Bret seemed happy cleaning the table
and washing and putting the dishes away.  She brought her dishes in and
Brett washed them and put them away.  Watching from the doorway her mom was
trying to figure out what had happened to her daughter that would cause her
to act this way.  Teenagers did not like housework.  That was a biological
fact.  But Brett was doing it with pleasure.  That seemed to be the look on
her face.  How could her teenage daughter derive pleasure from washing
dishes?

   Brett hung up her towel and turned to leave the kitchen when she saw her
mother had been watching her.  She simply smiled and walked past to the
stairs to the basement family room.

   "Are you finished?" asked Jake.

   "Yes Sir" answered Brett.  She trembled in his presence.

   "Did you enjoy it?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "Tits."

   Brett lifted her top over her head and dropped it.  She cupped the
bottom of her breasts offering them to him.  The sudden swelling and
tightness made her wonder if she would get stretch marks.  Her tits
actually seemed to be getting bigger but she hadn't worn a bra in a couple
of days and so couldn't be sure.

   "Come for me sis."

   BANG!  She was soaked.  Cum ran out of her pussy like a river.  She
shook visibly.  She managed to stay standing and not pass out this time. 
It was incredible that his words could have such and effect on her.

   "Shower and go to bed" he told her.

   She did.

   Jake's cock was hard.  He wanted his sister so bad but was sure he would
get more from her by waiting.  He was going to make her beg and then he
would take her.

   Chapter 3 - Friday



   Friday morning and their parents were off to work again.  Jake walked
past his sister's room and knocked twice.  "Get down to the kitchen." He
continued walking.  As he got to the bottom of the steps his sister ran
past him.  When Jake got to the kitchen his sister was standing by the
sink.

   "What can I get you Sir?" she asked breathlessly.  Brett didn't want to
disappoint her little brother.  She feared what he might stop doing much
more than anything he might do to her.  She considered the alternative of
what her life had been like less than a week ago.  Aimless summer days with
people she knew now were more enemies than friends.  Now she had a goal, to
please her brother in any way he wanted so that he would give her the
pleasures that she had not been able to even dream about.

   "Toast, coffee and a topless waitress" was Jake's request.  She stripped
her top off and tossed it toward the door.  She could feel her breasts
bouncing and swelling as she went about making his order.  Her nipples were
like small rocks hard on top of her puffy aureoles.

   Will that be all Sir?" as she served him watching his eyes to see if he
appreciated her breasts, now bare for him.

   "Go and kneel in the corner facing me and wait." The order made her
pussy wetter.  She felt like she was ready to cum but knew not to.  He took
a bite of toast and a sip of coffee as she moved to the corner and knelt
facing her Master.  He continued to eat as he studied her upper body.  He
had seen it but this was the first time he had had a chance to really
appreciate the heaviness of her breasts and the exotic beauty of her
aureole and nipples.  The curve of her waist was sexy as was her neck.

   "Hold your back straighter."

   She did.

   "Shoulders back."

   She did.

   "Are you comfortable?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "Are you wet?"

   "Ever since you ordered me to the kitchen Sir."

   "Are you happy with your new role as my slave?"

   "Yes Sir, very."

   "I've been reading and studying online about Dominance/submission and
voluntary slavery.  You strike me as a natural submissive.  You have taken
to your roll with no training so far.  I have read of contracts between
Masters and their slaves.  They contain such things as `No blood.' "No
scat.' `No kids.' Some have safe words so that the submissive can stop the
action at anytime she wants.  I don't want a contract between us.  Do you
want to set limits on my power over you?" asked Jake.

   "Do you remember when I tried to take off my top for you and you told me
to stop?" asked Brett.

   "Yes" he answered.

   "Since the moment you said `Stop' you have owned me Sir.  I mentally
gave myself to you.  You can do with me as you like."

   "Anything?" asked Jake.

   "If you think it will make me a better slave for you then you can do
anything to me and I will accept it."

   "Pick up your top and go downstairs" ordered Jake.  He had finished the
toast and coffee.  He realized that she had eaten nothing.  As he entered
the family room Brett had knelt in the center of the room.  Her back was
straight and her breasts looked as if they were straining to pull
themselves free from her chest.  Jake removed his belt and placed it by the
arm of the couch.  He sat in his chair and called her over.

   "Place yourself over my knees Brett."

   She did.

   Jake hit her hard, once on each cheek of her ass.  "That was play
spanking" He told her.  "Now go lean over the arm of the couch." He took
the belt and hit her twice again.  "That was punishment.  Do you see the
difference?"

   "I think so Sir." She was starting to cry.

   Jake took her by her arms and stood her in front of him.  "I will never
punish you with my hands and I will never play with the belt.  Understand?"

   "Yes Sir." She felt better as he explained to her.

   Jake took Brett in his arms and held her tight.  He pushed her away
slightly and kissed her.  She had never been kissed by a boy and now she
was in this passionate embrace with her little brother, her Master.  He
kissed and slipped his tongue around her lips pressing gently.  She pushed
her tongue against his and pulled back as an invitation to him to enter her
mouth.  He did and then he stopped and took two steps back.  Brett wanted
to follow him.  She didn't want the kiss to end.  But she knew she couldn't
and she could still feel his sample of what she would get for disobedience.
Jake picked her up and laid her on the couch kneeling beside her he ran his
hands across her breasts squeezing them and pinching her nipples.

   Brett breathed heavily, "That is so much better than when you had me do
it to myself yesterday.  May I cum while you squeeze and pinch them Sir."

   Jake looked annoyed.  "You belong to me.  When, where, how and if you
cum is my prerogative.  You will be punished for that.  You do not have the
right to request sexual services from me.  Now strip and stand in the
middle of the room."

   Brett was anxious.  She had been topless but not nude in front of her
brother.  He was going to punish her for real now.  Would it be really
painful?  How long would it hurt?  Would he do anything else to her?  Or
would he send her to her room?  By the time she finished these thoughts she
was nude and standing in the middle of the room.

   "Why are you being punished Brett?" demanded Jake.

   "Because I forgot my place as your slave Sir" answered Brett.

   "For that I will reduce your punishment by one and you will only get
three.  Bend over and hold your knees." Jake started to swing the belt as
soon as she was bent over.  He swung it three quick times.  Brett's ass was
on fire.  "Stand up." Brett stood up and Jake came in front of her. 
Looking at him made the fire bearable and it seemed to move into her pussy.
She was wet and warm and her ass was bearable.  "You will remember this
won't you sis?" She only shook her head up and down.

   Jake walked behind her and grasped her breasts pulling her back into his
body.  His crotch was pressed against her freshly spanked ass and his hands
squeezed her tits hard.  She was sopping, her cum was running out of her
pussy and down her thighs.  When her brother pinched her nipples her pussy
contracted and would not hold the juices that were already there much less
then new flood that the pinch produced.  Her brother's squeezing and
pinching combined with the heat in her ass made her ready to cum but she
had to fight the urge.  She knew her brother would be really upset with her
if she came without permission.

   "Brett?" asked Jake.

   She responded, "Yes Sir."

   "Cum."

   And she did.  Harder than ever.  Her juices squirted out of her spasming
cunt.  She would have collapsed except for her brother's hold on her
titties.  He lowered her gently to the floor and let her rest.

   He went to his room to surf the web and left his sister lying naked in
the family room floor.  He checked his email and a couple of he favorite
BDSM sites.  He was planning to tie his sister soon.  After an hour or so
he went down and woke her.  "It's time to fix dinner for mom and dad
Brett."

   She rose and asked, "Should I get dressed Sir?"

   "Not yet but take your clothes with you" Jake told her.

   She went to the kitchen and started supper setting the table as it
cooked.

   Jake stuck his head in and smiled.  "Good girl" he told her and her
breasts swelled with pride in her self.  She was determined to be a good
slave to her brother.

   The car pulled in and she quickly got dressed and put on an apron. 
Again she showed her parents to the table and served them.  Jake came in
and she served him and then herself.  They ate quietly but their mom was
even more curious than the night before.  She eyed her daughter discretely.
Brett showed no sign of the new relationship between her and her brother.
Dad went to bed and mom offered to help Brett clean up.  Brett looked at
Jake and her mom caught the look but didn't say anything.  Jake simply
shook his head yes.

   Brett and her mom took the dishes to the kitchen and mom cleaned the
table as Brett started washing.  When the dining room was clean mom went to
help dry and put the dishes away.  Jake came in when they were almost done.
Brett looked at him questioningly and Jake simply smiled at her.  She knew
she was doing a good job and felt pride in his smile.  Mom was beginning to
see that Jake had some hold on Brett.  She wondered if he was blackmailing
his big sister.  Jake turned and went downstairs.

   Brett came in followed by her mother.

   "Jake, your father has to work tomorrow so it will just be you and us
girls.  Do you want to do anything in particular son?" The question from
his mom was odd.  First she didn't usually make a big deal out of dad
working on Saturday.  Second she had asked him and not Brett.  Was she
sensing something between them?  Did Brett get her submissiveness from her
mom?  Would his mom submit to him also?

   "I'll let you know tomorrow mom.  I'll have waffles and bacon for
breakfast." It was an order.  Brett understood but had he meant it for her
or her mom?  Jake went upstairs.

   Brett looked at her mother who was ....  what was that look.  Surprise?
Shock?  Pleasure?  Was it possible that her mom was actually pleased that
Jake had ordered her to make him breakfast?  "I'll help you" offered Brett.
Then she went upstairs to bed.

   Monica Carlton was not a ravishing beauty.  She did not turn heads when
she walked down the street.  She was short, only 4' 10", and a full foot
shorter than her son.  She was dumpy to put it mildly.  She did have nice
legs, though short, and a round plump butt.  Her best asset, as far as she
was concerned, were her breasts; DD with large aureoles and nipples that
would choke a horse.  No one knew that though.

   She had been a virgin when she married Bill right out of high school and
had Brett just nine months later.  Her husband was not a sexual person,
three or four times a year was enough for him and it was always him on top
with no regard for her.  He was not a leader in the home and let everyone
do their own thing.

   Monica was wet.  She had gotten wet when her son told her to make him
breakfast.  She had never been told to do anything by her husband.  She
realized that it was something that had been missing from her life.  She
walked upstairs to get ready for tomorrow.

   Chapter 4 - Saturday

   Monica woke as her husband prepared for work but she didn't stir.  She
got up as soon as he left and walked to Brett's room.  "Get up honey we
have to fix breakfast for Jake" she said shaking her gently.

   Brett stirred and rose from the bed.  He mother was dressed in her
nighty with a robe and slippers.  Brett wore a t-shirt that came almost to
her knees.  The two women walked to the kitchen and began preparing waffles
and bacon for Jake.  Brett set the table while Monica prepared the waffles.
When they were ready Brett asked Monica if she would go and wake her son.

   Monica stopped at the door to Jakes room.  Jake was still asleep but he
had thrown the covers off and Monica was looking at the bulge of her son's
morning woody under his briefs.  It looked slightly bigger than her
husband's but not huge as she had heard some might be.  She knew he was
circumcised.  She wondered if Brett had seen it.  She wanted to see it. 
She called to Jake from the door.  He rolled over on his stomach and she
crossed the room to his bed.  She shook called him again and when he didn't
move she shook his shoulder calling him a third time.

   Jake awoke.  "Son, breakfast is ready" she said.

   Jake said "Go down and wait at the table with Brett."

   Monica shivered.  His orders made her nipples hard.  Just his firm voice
was turning his own mother on.  She turned and left.  Downstairs Brett was
sitting in her place waiting so Monica sat in her place and the women
waited, each wondering what the day would bring.

   Brett was hoping that Jake would fuck her.  She loved the way he made
her cum with just a word but she wanted more.  She wanted his prick in her
pussy.

   Monica was hoping to find out more about this relationship that seemed
to make Brett so happy.

   Jake came in and sat down.  Brett jumped up and served him quietly and
then served her mother and finally herself.  They ate quietly and when Jake
was finished he said, "Put on your bathing suits and come into the back
yard." Then he got up and went out of the back door.

   "What took you so long?" was the question he asked when they got out to
him.  They were each wearing the skimpiest bathing suits they had.  Monica
had originally put on a one piece but Brett suggested that Jake might want
something a little more revealing.

   "I'm sorry Sir" answered Brett "I asked mom to put on this one for you
instead of a one piece and it took time for her to change.  I hope you like
these."

   Jake looked at the women and nodded his approval.  "It's a good thing
you told her to change.  I might have had to punish you if she came down in
a bathing suit that you knew I would not like."

   Monica wondered what punishment he might give her and shuttered at the
possibilities.  Brett simply got wetter at the thought.

   "Brett I want you to do jumping jacks for me.  Mom come over here and
watch with me."

   His mother came and sat on the lounge swing beside her son.  Brett
started doing jumping jacks.  She was careful at first.  Her breasts
bounced heavily up and down as she jumped.  "Higher" was Jakes command.  So
Brett jumped higher and her breasts bounced out of her top.  She stopped to
put them back but Jake stopped her and told her to keep jumping.  She did
and Jake smiled as he watched her bare tits bouncing in the open.

   Monica was surprised that Brett would do this for her brother.  She
watched her daughter jumping and her tits bouncing lewdly.  She wondered at
the size of the aureoles and the puffiness of them.  She surprised herself
when she wondered what they would feel like in her mouth.

   "You can stop Brett.  Mom it's your turn."

   "You can't expect your old mom to do that do you son?"

   "I do unless you want me to punish you.

   "What will you do to me son?" Monica looked a little worried but inside
she was getting excited and wet.  Her nipples were poking at the small
piece of cloth that covered them.

   "Whatever I want.  Right mom?"

   "Yes son" she almost whispered.  She couldn't understand what was
happening to her but it felt right.  She needed this.  She wanted it.  She
started jumping.

   Brett sat next to her brother watching his mother do jumping jacks for
him.  Her tits bounced even more than Brett's.  He placed his arm around
his sister and pulled her close.  As he felt her shiver under his touch he
let his hand drop to her breast and pinched the nipple.  She shuttered and
almost quit breathing.  Her mom was watching her children in a sexual
embrace.  She jumped higher and her tits fell free.  They almost hit her
face as she jumped.  She wanted her son's attention on her instead of her
daughter.  She realized she was jealous.

   "Stop mom."

   He pinched Brett's tit and made her squeal.

   "Pinch your nipples mother."

   She looked at her son but only for a second and pinched both her nipples
pulling them out and up.  Wincing at the exquisite pain.

   "Are you wet mother?"

   "Yes son."

   "How wet mother?"

   "Wetter than I have ever been son."

   "Cum for me mother.'

   The command shocked her but she did it without thinking.  It was a deep
soul searing cum like she had never felt in her 36 years.

   "Both of you go to mom's room."

   Jake was trying to decide which one to have make him cum.  He knew it
was time and both of them wanted him.  He decided to torture Brett a little
more as he knew she was a virgin and wanting not to be.  He sat on his
mother's bed and told his mother to stand in the middle of the room. 
"Brett, strip your mother" he ordered.  Brett unfastened the bathing suit
top in the back and untangled it from her mother's pendulous boobs.  She
then pulled down the bottom allowed her mother to step out of it.  Standing
back a little she admired her mother's body especially her tits.  Brett
hoped that she would look half as good when she was her mother's age.

   Jake ogled his mother's tits.  Bigger than Brett's by a full cup size
they sagged a little more but to Jake that added to their beauty as they
jiggled wonderfully when she walked.  He watched her nipples harden as she
saw her son's lust for her body.  "Suck her left nipple, Brett and mother
suck your right nipple" and Jake watched as his mother and sister teased
his mother's tits.  He watched for a few minutes until he saw his mother's
eyes glaze over with pleasure.  "Brett, strip and come kneel here" brought
Monica back to the moment.  Monica watched her son watching her daughter
strip.  He looked appraisingly if not appreciatively at her body as it was
revealed.  Brett knelt where Jake had pointed.

   Monica was still standing naked in the middle of the room.  "Have you
ever sucked cock, mom?" her son asked.

   "No son, I tried once with your father but he thought it was nasty and
made me stop" she apologized.

   "Good then I get to fuck your virgin mouth mom." It was a comment. 
Definitely not a request.

   "Yes son I look forward to it."

   "I will come in your mouth but I don't want you to swallow it all.  Save
some so that Brett can taste me after she watches you give your first blow
job." Jake ordered.

   "Yes son"

   Jake looked at Brett.  She looked disappointed but anxious at the same
time.

   Brett was both.  Disappointed that she would have to wait to feel her
brother's cock in her mouth but anxious to get her first taste of his cum.
She was also glad that she would get to watch her mother and hopefully
learn from her mistakes as Jake trained her to suck his cock.

   "Blow me mother."

   Monica walked over and knelt between her son's knees placing her arms
and hands on his thighs but not touching his cock or balls yet.  She had
read somewhere that men liked to feel the woman's mouth only and not be
handled.  Being touched by her hands made it too much like a hand job and
she was sure that her son did not want that.  She lowered her head to kiss
the tip of his cock and licked around the head savoring the warmth and the
flavor of the pre-cum oozing out of the tip.

   She dipped her head taking an inch or two into her mouth testing her
ability to suck him.  She fucked her head up and down a few strokes at that
depth and then took a little more into her mouth.  A few strokes at that
and then she tried a little more.  Gagging some she backed off and sucked
as deeply as she felt comfortable now.

   Jake was enjoying his mother's mouth.  He watched the back of her head
bobbing up and down fucking his cock with her mouth.  He glanced at his
sister knowing that from the position he had placed her she could see his
cock sliding in and out of her mother's mouth.  Brett's eyes were wide with
amazement as she watched.

   "Mother I want you to take more of me in.  When you feel yourself about
to gag I want you to swallow.  Keep at it and get me all in or I will push
your head down." Jake told her.

   Monica wondered at his orders.  She had not doubt that he would force
himself all the way into her mouth but the real wonder was if she would be
able to do it by herself.  She was almost tempted to stop trying an let him
force her, after all she was his to do with as he wanted but also she did
so want to please him.  She tried a couple of times gagging a little and
then swallowed and felt him slide in to touch her throat.  She backed out
and swallowed on her way down enjoying the feel of her son's cock so deep
in her mouth.  After a couple of more times swallowing she found that she
no longer had to and simple fucked him all the way in each time.  Then she
backed out sucking only the head, slurping loudly to let her son know how
much she was enjoying his cock in her mouth.  Then back to the bottom and
then more teasing.

   Brett watched with amazement and not a little fear.  She knew that soon
she would be told to perform just as her mother was doing now.  She was
anxious to try.  She wanted to feel her brother's cock in her mouth and to
taste him.  She noticed that her mother's tits were bouncing lewdly as she
worked her mouth up and down on her sons' rigid cock.  Brett noticed that
Jakes legs were straightening and that he was tensing up all over.  She
realized that he was about to shoot his cum in his mother's sucking mouth
and soon she would be tasting it.

   Monica could feel her son getting bigger in her mouth and she pushed to
take him all in.  She wanted to please him and to feel his cock shooting
cum into her mouth as she had felt his father shooting his into her pussy.
She knew she would enjoy this so much more.

   Jake shot his wad into his mom.  He felt her trying hard not to swallow
and to keep all of his sperm in her mouth.

   She wanted to share it with her daughter and to please her son by that
act.  She managed to not swallow and to not dribble for Jake and as he
eased off his cum she fucked his cock with her mouth even though she was
unable to suck because of her mouthful of he cum.

   She backed off and opened her mouth, swirling the cum with her tongue,
and showing her Master that she had obeyed him.  Jake merely leaned back
and watched as his mother moved to her daughter and allowed the cum to
dribble into her open mouth until she had about half of it.  Then both
women showed him mouths full of cum and swallowed, showing him their empty
mouths after.

   Jake noticed the clock and told his girls, "Go fix dinner for dad while
I prepare for tomorrow.  Brett, you can come get me when it's ready." They
did as they were told and Jake went to his room.  He had been preparing for
this day for some time although he had never had any idea that it would be
his sister or his mother, much less both of them, that he would be teaching
submission.  He checked the bag in his closet that contained the items he
had been collecting for a little over a year now.  It contained ropes,
handcuffs, clothes pins, and a dildo that he had carefully selected online
to approximate his size, blindfolds, and silk scarves.  Tomorrow he would
teach his mother about bondage as Brett looked on.  Brett knocked and Jake
put the bag back before telling her to come in.  She entered and knelt
before him with out being told.  "You're learning sis.  Soon I will start
training you seriously.  Let's go eat."

   In the kitchen Jake said, "After dinner go straight to bed.  I have a
big day planned for you ladies tomorrow."

   Chapter 5 - Sunday

   Sunday morning and her husband would spend all day on the golf course
and most of the evening in a bar and maybe even later with a hooker. 
Monica couldn't understand why he ignored her to pay them.  If he had only
told her to do what he wanted she would gladly have done it but he had
seemed afraid of her and never pushed her to do anything.  Now it was too
late she belonged to her son and she was glad of it.  She hoped Jake would
be able to get him to leave without too much trouble.  But she knew that
whatever happened she could count on Jake as she never had been able to
count on her husband.

   Monica heard his car pull away and jumped up going to Brett's room to
wake her and go to her son to see what he had in store for them.  Both
women went to Jakes room and stripped kneeling at his bed and Monica called
"Son we are ready to serve you." Jake sat up and smiled as he saw his women
had taken to their roles with relish.

   "Bacon and eggs mom and a blow job from Brett."

   Monica smiled at Brett as she turned to go to the kitchen knowing what
her son had in store for her daughter.

   Brett was nervous.  She had never even touched a cock and now she was
expected to suck her brother until he came in her mouth.  She stood and
tried to figure the best way to accomplish her mission without disturbing
him and also to make it easier for her to get him all into her mouth.  She
pulled the covers off and slipped his boxers down and tossed them in the
corner.  She spread his legs and knelt between them placing her hands on
either side of his hips she lowered her mouth to kiss and lick the head
just as she had seen her mother do yesterday.  She was happy that he had
allowed her to watch; otherwise she would have had no idea what to do.  She
moved her mouth up and down his hard dick slurping and slathering him with
her saliva.  She swallowed as she went down and he slid easily to her
throat pushing slightly into it.  She moved her head faster sucking hard on
the way out and sliding easily down on the way in.  She had enjoyed his
taste yesterday and wanted to taste him again as he came directly into her
mouth.  And he did.  She had not thought about prolonging it for him to
enjoy but she had done what was necessary to get what she wanted.  Jake
knew this and planned a suitable punishment for her.

   Just as Brett was swallowing the last of her brothers cum Monica knocked
on the door and announced that breakfast was ready.

   Jake was quiet during breakfast.  He was trying to decide which of his
girls he wanted to submit to his bondage.  He planned a session that the
woman would enjoy and thought that his mother was more deserving.  She had
given him a wonderful blow job that had been all about his pleasure whereas
Brett had been about hers.  He decided to punish Brett by having her watch
as he pleasured his mother.

   As he finished he said, "Mother wait for me in your room.  Brett you can
join us after you clean the kitchen" and with that he stood to walk
upstairs.  Monica was off like a shot.  She was not to be outdone by her
daughter and she had no idea which blowjob her son had enjoyed most.  She
was waiting on her knees as her son entered with his bag of tricks.  He
ordered her onto her bed and positioned her in the middle with her arms
pointed at the corner posts of the headboard and her legs spread wide
apart. The position felt right to Monica.  She was his after all and she
wanted him to have complete access to all of her.

   Jake started with the blindfold, covering her eyes so that she saw
nothing.  Then he started binding his mother by tying her wrists to the
headboard posts with silk handkerchiefs.  Ropes around her ankle and under
the bed to pull the other leg out meant that she could not move.  He placed
elastic terry cloth headbands around the base of her tits squeezing them an
making them stand upright, swelling them with blood and tightening the
skin. Monica moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure.  Just as Brett
came to the door Jake shushed her with a gesture them took a flogger from
his bag that he had made from directions online.  The handle was PVC and
glued into it was a bungee cord with the sheath removed so that all the
rubber bands inside were available to stroke her skin.  Brett held her
breath as Jake brought it down on his mother's right thigh.  She flinched
but then sighed as he sucked her left nipple into his mouth for just a
moment.  He turned to leave the room after placing the flogger between her
legs.

   In the hall he motioned Brett to follow him and he let her to the
basement.  He stopped her in the middle of the TV room and turned to face
her.

   Brett did not like the look on her brother's face.  "D-D-Did I do
something wrong Sir?"

   "Did you?" Jake asked.

   Brett was afraid that he had not enjoyed her blow job and asked, "Did I
not suck you correctly this morning Sir?"

   "You paid no attention to my pleasure and only hurried either to get it
over with or to eat my cum.  Which was it?"

   "I wanted to eat your cum Sir.  It had tasted so good last night and I
wanted more." Brett was afraid of what her brother would do to her.  "I
promise to make sure that you enjoy it next time Sir."

   Jake glared at her.  "There may not be a next time.  I may just let
mother suck me and eat my cum.  I'm not sure that you deserve to try
again."

   "Please punish me as you see fit but don't tell me I can't please you. I
beg you Sir."

   Jake took off his belt and Brett knew what was coming.  "Bend over the
arm of the sofa and don't move until I give you permission."

   As soon as she was in position and her naked ass pointed up to him he
laid the belt to her.  Then he turned and walked upstairs to the room where
his mother awaited him.  There he kissed her neck from ear to ear sucking
gently and pecking.  She moaned.

   He then went back down to Brett and laid the belt to her ass twice
watching with satisfaction as the welts turned red.

   He went to the kitchen and opened a coke, sitting at the table and
watching the clock.  He intended to go to his mother every five minutes for
the first hour alternating pleasure and pain but mixing them so she would
not know what to expect.  He had decided to whip Brett after each trip to
his mother's room.

   As the clock approached another five minute mark he went in and tongued
her ear and sucked her earlobe as he pinched the already swollen nipple of
her right tit.

   Then back to the TV room to spank Brett again.  Two this time.  Then he
told her to stand up.  "Kneel!" He approached her and placed his cock to
her lips and pushed.  She gagged as he went all the way in surprising her
with his roughness.  He fucked her face hard for about two minutes then
pulled out and told her to get back over the arm of the couch.  She was
thankful that he didn't hit her with the belt again.

   He moved back and forth between the rooms spacing the time to ten
minuets and then fifteen.  After three hours of this his mother was in
heaven as she had come to appreciate the pain he inflicted as much as the
pleasure and she would never again desire one over the other.  She awaited
him not knowing whether it had been one minute or one hour.  Whatever he
did to her she flooded the sheets with her juices being careful not to cum
for she did not want to anger him so that he might stop her pleasure.

   Back in the TV room Brett lay over the arm waiting whatever her brother
might deem proper to do to her.  She too was beginning to understand that
the pain could be as much of a turn on as the pleasure and her thighs were
soaked to her knees and caked with her drying cum.  As he walked in she
started creaming again as she anticipated what he might do to her.  He
caressed her ass and said "Cum".  It was massive.  She squirted cum out
like she was peeing.  She convulsed and swooned almost passing out again.
The time that she had been turned on had multiplied the intensity of the
orgasm to unbelievable heights.  As she came down Jake told her to follow
him.  She did, like a puppy, and to her self she vowed never again to take
his pleasure for granted.

   At his mother's door he shushed Brett and left her standing there.  He
entered and picked up the flogger.  He trailed it across her skin from her
neck to her ankles.  She shivered the entire time.  He could see that she
was too turned on to care what he did to her as long as he did something.
He simple said, "Cum".  It shot toward Brett who moved forward a little to
allow her mother's cum to drench her.  She caught some in her mouth and the
taste was not unlike her own.  She hoped Jake would appreciate this and not
punish her for moving.  As his mother came down from her sexual high he
loosened the bonds and allowed her to move finally.  He motioned Brett to
come and sit by his mom and the two women hugged knowing that they had just
experienced similar things for their training by their Master.

   "Mom, Brett, we have to do something about dad.  I want him out of here
and I have a plan to get him out.  When he returns Mom and I will go to the
store for school supplies.  Brett will stay here and let him catch her
masturbating.  She will seduce him but as soon as she gets her hand on his
dick she will call me.  Dial me now and then you will just have to press
call twice and my phone will ring and we will come in and catch him with
you.  Now mom you get ready to go out with me and Brett as soon as she
finishes her shower you can get in and prepare yourself to have your father
molest you."

   When he came in, drunk as usual, Jake and his mom left him in the
kitchen.  Brett was down stairs in her nighty and her dad went down to see
what she was up to.  She was lying on the couch with a breast half out and
her hand up under stroking her pussy.

   "You don't have to do that yourself Brett" he slurred.

   She jumped back in surprise and dialed Jake with her hidden hand.

   He approached and placed his hand on her boob and caressed it stroking
the nipple.

   Brett shivered with disgust.  But she followed her brother's
instructions and reached for her fathers cock.  He pushed it into her hand
and she felt how much smaller that Jake it was.  No wonder her mother
preferred her son to her husband.

   Monica and Jake approached quietly slipping in the kitchen door and
quietly down the stairs.  Jake took the picture.

   "What do you think you're doing Bill?" asked Monica as the flash faded.

   He jumped up and turned to face his wife turning red as he did so.

   Brett jumped up and ran to her mom, "He made me mom.  I didn't want to
do it but he made me."

   "Bill you will pack some things and get out tonight.  If you know what's
good for you, you will sign whatever my lawyer puts in front of you."

   He meekly answered, "Yes, dear" as he went to the bedroom.

   Fifteen minutes later he was pulling out of the driveway and out of
their lives forever.

   "Bedtime ladies"

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