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 Home For Thanksgiving --------------------

   Wednesday Nov 21 4:40 PM Thanksgiving Eve.  _______

   It feels so good that I reach down with both hands and grab handfuls of
hair, pulling Stephen tightly against my clit while I cum.  I hear his
muffled gasps as his tongue continues flicking my clit, his open mouth
encapsulates my pussy while I moan.  After a few moments, I release my
grip, and push him away.  Relaxing for a few minutes before he begins
licking the juices that have leaked out, and run down into my ass crack.

   While Stephen finishes, I grab my phone to see who was texting me while
I was cumming.

   Bridget's text; "U have Stephen?"

   Me text; "Yeah why?"

   Bridget's text; "I can't find my black jeans, and he didn't bring up
laundry!"

   Me text; "K sending him"

   Bridget's text; "Tnx"

   I look down at the top of Stephen's head between my parted thighs.  His
tongue -(TM)s lapping away at my sensitive pussy, and I look back at my
phone and tap the calendar.

   Tapping Wednesday, November 21 and the days schedule pops up.

    -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" 9 AM
Political Science 11 AM Psychology 1 PM Lunch with Erin 2 PM Art History

   Stephen - Clean Bridget's Room

    -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -" -"

   I look at the time, 4:45.

   I push Stephen away and swing my legs off the bed and sit on the edge.
Stephen slips to the floor and kneels, silently waiting.

   Me; "Did you clean Bridget's room today?"

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress, of course."

   Me; "She said her laundry wasn't done."

   Stephen; "She had 3 loads, and the last load was drying when you got
home Mistress."

   I know how Bridget can be with clothes.  3 loads didn't surprise me at
all.  I should probably have Stephen start digging through her hamper
daily, pulling out the clothes she only tried on, or wore half an hour and
hang back in the closet.

   I stood up letting my skirt fall into place, then walked to my vanity
and sat down.  In the mirror I see the reflection of Stephen straightening
the comforter.  I run a brush through my hair while watching him till he's
finished.

   Me; "Stephen, go check on Bridget and finish her laundry, she must have
a hot date.  Oh, she's looking for her black jeans."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress, they're in the dryer."

   I watch in the mirror as he stands and walks across the room.  No way! I
spin my stool around and sure enough, his dick is hard and swinging back
and forth with each step.

   Me; "What the fuck Stephen, why is your dick hard?"

   Stephen; "I'm sorry Mistress, I, I can't stop it, It's got a mind of its
own lately."

   He pauses, looking down at it.  I can see he's slightly embarrassed and
his face reddens.  I take a few seconds to think.

   Me; "Well, get my stick."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   He walks over and opens the closet.  He locates the crop hanging on the
back of the closet door, together with an assortment of leather floggers
and whips, and takes it off the hook.  Closing the door, he walks back to
where I'm sitting and stands several feet away, holding the crop out with
both hands.  I look at his dick, it's still sticking straight out.  I look
up at his face, he's looking straight out over my head at the far wall, and
biting his lower lip.  I look back down, surprised his dick is still hard.
Usually it's gone soft at the thought of the crop.  I take the crop from
his outstretched arms, and he lets them fall to his side.  I wait a few
moments for his dick to soften but it doesn't.  Finally, I decide it's
time.

   Me; "Get ready."

   I watch Stephen put his hands behind his back and scoots his feet a
little further apart.  Lastly, he pushes his hips forward causing his dick
to bounce up and down as if waving at me while presenting it.

   Stephen; "Ready Mistress."

   I wait another moment hoping he'll soften but all I see is slight
movement as it throbs.  I raise the crop till it points straight up to the
ceiling.  I hear Stephen let out a soft gasp then suck in a deep breath.  I
concentrated on accuracy and bare down.

   Swish. .  Crack

   Stephen screams, and his knees buckle.  His dick bounces up and down,
banging against his stomach a few times before settling down.  He bends
over gasping, taking a series of short breaths.  His legs are shaky as he
squirms in place, twisting at the waist, trying desperately to recover. 
His hands are still locked behind his back while he slowly straightens up.
I look at his dick and see a nasty red line beginning at its head and
continuing all the way to its base at a slight angle.  His knees are still
weak as he locks them back in place, to keep them from shaking.

   I sit, waiting for his dick to soften.  He's moaning which is to be
expected, and his breathing is labored and deep while recovering from the
crop.

   A minute or two pass with no shrinkage at all.  I'm surprised, because
usually just the thought of the crop is enough, but this time a full-blown
swat hasn't fixed it.

   Me; "When's the last time you came?"

   Stephen; "Halloween Mistress."

   Me; "Halloween, you're kidding?  I thought Carrie was fucking you on her
day, um, Mondays!"

   Stephen; "She's seeing Richard again Mistress."

   Me; "Really?  I thought that was over when he cheated on her."

   Stephen; "Evidently not Mistress."

   I look up into his eyes and see he's recovered some but still breathing
deep.  Then I look down at his dick and the line is changing from a bright
red to a bluish purple.  He's still hard and it's slightly lifting each
time it throbs.

   Me; "So you haven't cum since that fountain trick at the Sigma Kappa
Sorority party?  That was three weeks ago."

   Stephen; "No Mistress."

   Me; "Interesting, go to your corner."

   I watched Stephen walk to the corner near the head of my bed and kneel,
facing into my bedroom.  I walk to the door and open it.  Stepping into the
hallway I yell out.

   Me; "Carrie, Bridget!  Meeting in my room right now!"

   Back in my bedroom I look over at Stephen who's now kneeling and looking
down at the floor.  His dick is still rock hard and twitching ever so
slightly.

   Me; "Start jerking it."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   I sit down at my vanity listening to doors opening and foot falls coming
down the hallway.  Stephen is jerking his dick with his right hand while
keeping his left positioned slightly in front of his dick, ready just in
case.

   First Bridget, then Carrie walks into my room.  They both look over at
Stephen stroking himself in his corner.

   Bridget; "What's up?"

   Both are standing side by side, Carrie having just gotten out of the
shower, one towel wrapped around her body and another wrapped around her
wet hair.  Bridget is wearing only a sweater and black panties.  Both
looking at me with a puzzled look of their faces.

   Me; "Did either of you know Stephen hasn't come since Halloween?"

   Carrie; "How would I know when he came last?"

   Bridget; "I don't keep track!"

   Me; "Hey, we had a deal!  The cage stays off for quick and easy access
so you can ride him whenever you want, but he can't go walking around the
house with a fucking boner all the time!"

   Carrie; "He always has a boner lately."

   Me; "Well yeah, because he hasn't cum for three fucking weeks!  Which
one of you used him last?"

   Carrie; "I haven't since Monday, but he only licked me off!"

   I looked at Bridget, waiting for her response.

   Bridget; "Fine, this morning but only to lick me off, I didn't fuck
him!"

   Me; "I don't care how often he licks you off but if he's going to walk
around hard constantly I'm caging him again.  Fuck, he got stiff licking me
and now look at him."

   Bridget; "That's gross, I thought it was just us making him hard."

   Carrie; "He's your brother, can't you just tell him to get it soft? 
Besides, why's he getting a boner with you anyway?"

   Me; "Because you two aren't letting him cum.  It's not my job to make
him cum, it's yours remember?  Cage off and you'll keep it under control.
Fuck he can't help it, don't blame him!"

   Bridget; "Why doesn't he just ask if he needs to cum that bad?"

   I throw my arms up in disbelief.

   Me; "Carrie do you want to field that one?" I watch her look down first
then at Bridget.

   Carrie; "Because he's not allowed to beg."

   Me; "Bingo!"

   We hear moaning from the corner and look toward Stephen.  He's on the
edge and squeezing his dick hard.  He's jerking slowly and pausing between
strokes.  In the silence I hear him just above a whisper.

   Stephen; "Mistress, I'm ready whenever."

   I look at both Carrie and Bridget.  They're looking at Stephen edging
himself and I can tell they feel guilty.  I thought for a moment Bridget
was going to speak, but then she didn't.

   Me; "Fine, do it, you know what to do."

   Stephen; "Thank you, Mistress."

   I watch him speed up and get ready before looking back at Carrie and
Bridget.

   Me; "Look, we made a deal.  It was your jobs to keep his dick under
control not mine.  I have a cage for that.  So either you both take better
care of his dick when you're done with him or the cage goes back on. 
What's it going to be?"

   Carrie; "Off, I'll make sure he cums if he's hard."

   Bridget; "Me too."

   We hear him let out a loud moan, and look over at him.  He's looking
down and pounding himself hard while covering the end with his free hand to
catch his cum.  When he finally has some control, he tips his head back and
continues slowly stroking it, letting the cum spill out into the palm of
his left hand.  We watch him squeezing it from base to its head, milking
it. Finally, he looks down at what he's done, and we watch him wipe the end
off onto the side of his palm.  As he holds his dick motionless he lifts
his left hand to his lips and tips it up, sipping it into his mouth.  He
makes little slurping noises as it goes in, then begins licking his hand. I
look back at the girls as they watch Stephen finish himself off.

   Me; "I took care of it this time, but from now on it's up to you two. 
It's not like you haven't seen him do that lots of times.  Shit we all grew
up together for crying out loud.  He was both of your first fuck, and you
should at least give him a little credit for how many times he's been there
for you between boyfriends."

   Bridget; "Yeah, but he's almost like a brother.  I mean shit, he's ok to
fuck sometimes, and he can lick better than any bf ever, but he's still
your twin brother when it comes right down to it."

   Me; "Yeah and who's reaped the benefit of that our whole life?  We all
have.  Right Carrie, hell, he took you to the prom!"

   Carrie; "That's only because Scott had the flu and couldn't go. 
Besides, I didn't even fuck him that night."

   Bridget; "Yes you did, I was there, remember?"

   Carrie; "Well, I can't remember every time I've fucked him."

   Me; "Shit, enough!  Anyway, just take care of it from now on.  Okay, now
are you two riding home with us tomorrow for Thanksgiving, we're leaving at
10?"

   Bridget; "I am."

   Carrie; "Me too but can you drop me off at my grandparents?"

   Me; "Yeah no problem."

   Bridget; "Hey Stephanie, look, I have to go soon and Stephen hasn't
finished my laundry yet!"

   Me; "Fine, there he is, tell him."

   We all look toward Stephen who's just finished licking his hand clean.
When he sees us looking he puts both hands behind his back and looks ahead.
His dick finally softened.

   Bridget; "Stephen, I have a date in like 30 minutes, so I need my black
jeans!  Where's my clothes?"

   Stephen; "Your jeans are in the dryer, and dry by now Mistress B."

   Bridget; "Well, go get them, hurry!"

   We watch as Stephen jumps up and hurry across the room saying.

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress B, sorry."

   Bridget; "Thanks, hey, wash your hands before touching my stuff!"

   Stephen; "Of course Mistress B."

   We watch Stephen disappear down the hallway.  I again turned to the
girls.

   Me; "I didn't mean to come down so hard on you, it's just I can't be the
only responsible person here.  Look, neither of you have to lift a finger
here because Stephen does everything for you.  You don't even pay rent, so
the least you can do is make sure he cums regularly.  I can't be expected
to do it, I'm not the one fucking him you are.  I only need his tongue and
have no use for his dick."

   Carrie; "I know and I'm sorry.  I saw him walking around hard cleaning
the kitchen yesterday and I should have asked him why.  I'll start making
sure he cums now and then since I probably fuck him the most."

   Me; "Fine, but both of you need to watch him.  We've been best friends
since third grade, so I know I can count on you, ok!  Carrie, get dressed
and let's go see what he started for dinner.  Bridget, send him down as
soon as you're done with him."

   Bridget; "Okay."

   _______

   Thursday Nov 22 9:30 AM Thanksgiving Day _______

   After sleeping till 8, then showering and getting ready to go, I walked
into the dining room where Bridget is sitting at the table.  She's having
her regular oatmeal and toast with orange juice.  I walk past her to my
regular chair at the head of the table and sit down.

   Me; "Good morning Bridget, how did your date go?"

   Bridget; "He's an ass, took me for pizza at Barneys and then some girl
walked over and started yelling at him.  Turns out he has a girlfriend."

   Me; "I bet that was awkward, what did you do?"

   Bridget; "Uber'd to the mall."

   Stephen walks in from kitchen carrying a plate of sliced apples.  When
he sees me, he sets the plate down in the center of the table and steps to
me, dropping to his knees and bending over to kiss the top of my right
shoe.

   Stephen; "Good morning Mistress."

   Me; "Did you buy anything new?"

   Bridget; "I bought a new sweater and these awesome boots!"

   Bridget spun to the side and stretched her leg out showing me her boot.
I turned to the side, pulling my foot from under Stephen's lips to see. 
They were great, dark brown shiny leather and at least 3-inch heels.  More
of a fair weather winter boot, and definitely looked hot on her.

   Me; "Wow I love them, great color, do they go with the sweater?"

   Bridget; "Yep!"

   Stephen had risen and headed back into the kitchen.  I spun back to the
table and reached for a slice of apple as Bridget picks up her spoon and
takes another bite of her oatmeal.

   A moment later we both look up as Carrie walks into the dining room with
her usual wide smile.

   Carrie; "Good morning, am I late?"

   Bridget; "Morning Carrie."

   Me; "Morning, you're not late."

   Carrie walks to her usual chair to my left grabbing an apple slice as
she sat down.  While Bridget tells Carrie the same story about her date and
trip to the mall, Stephen walks back in and sets down a plate with a soft
scrambled egg and wheat toast in front of me.  Then sets my cup of tea down
before looking at Carrie and waiting for a pause in the conversation.

   Stephen; "Good morning Mistress C, juice or tea this morning?"

   Carrie smiles up at Stephen.

   Carrie; "Good morning Stephen, I think orange juice and just a slice of
toast this morning, thank you."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress C."

   I can't help but notice Carrie looked down at Stephen's dick as he turns
back toward the kitchen door.  I smile inwardly thinking about yesterday
and his erection problem.  Maybe she's serious about her promise this time.

   We sit and enjoy our breakfast for another half hour.  I look at the
clock and realize we need to get going soon.  Stephen is standing in his
usual spot by the kitchen door waiting.

   Me; "Have you two packed and ready to go?"

   Bridget and Carrie say their suitcases are in their room, as is mine.

   Me; "Stephen, go get dressed for the trip.  Make sure to put your cage
on, then load the bags."

   I finished my tea and began scrolling through Insta while waiting to go.
The girls are talking about what they're going to do for the weekend.  I
hear the back door opening and closing several times and make a mental note
that Stephen hasn't fixed that squeaky hinge.  After 10 minutes Stephen
walks into the dining room.  I look up at him standing in the doorway
dressed for the first time in weeks.  He's wearing the driving clothes
mother insisted on getting him when we moved into this house back in
August. I didn't necessarily want him wearing it, but I know better than
argue with mother.  Besides, she wouldn't let me come to college unless she
could buy this house and bring Stephen along to take care of me.  And it's
nice to have my two bff's living with me.  Mother is paying Carrie's
tuition, but Carrie doesn't know it.  I can't break you three up after all
these years she said.  We decided not to tell Carrie because we don't want
her feeling personally indebted.

   It's a two-hour drive home and a beautiful day for a road trip.  We
listen to music and talk about our plans for a party before Christmas
break.

   We finally arrive at Carrie's grandparents house.  She gives us both a
hug before Stephen got her suitcase out of the trunk, then opens the door.
Carrie smiles as she steps out and turns to me.

   Carrie; "Say hello to my mom and dad if you see them."

   Me; "I will, have fun, and we'll pick you up Sunday.  I'll text on the
way."

   Bridget; "Have fun!"

   Stephen closes the door, and as he's getting back in the car says.

   Stephen; "Have a nice weekend Mistress C."

   The next 10 minutes home went quickly.  Bridget lives across the street
from us, and we live right next door to Carrie's parents.  We all grew up
neighbors so it's no wonder we've been friends for so long.  This is our
first time home since moving out to attend college, and we're excited to
see everyone.

   Arriving at Bridget's, Stephen helped get her suitcase, and we agreed to
meet later on this evening after dinner.  Stephen pulled across the street
to the gate, pushed the code and entered when the gate opened.  He pulled
around the circle drive and up to the front.  After opening the door, he
helped me out of the car, then assisted in straightening my skirt to make
sure everything was perfect.  The black leather skirt and matching jacket
over the purple satin top looked good, the dark stockings and 4 inch heels
set it all off.  Mother has specific preferences in her dress code for me
and I want things to go well.  We had bumped heads a few times over the
summer after I turned 18, and I don't want any static from that.

   As I walked to the front door Stephen drove around back to the garage.
He will be coming in through the rear vestibule, and changing into whatever
is appropriate for today, most likely nothing.

   The front door was locked, and since I don't have a front door key I
rang the doorbell.  After a minute the door opened and Dana's face lit up
with a big smile.  She was almost stuttering as she stepped to the side to
make way for me to enter.

   Dana; "O O Oh M Mistress Stephanie welcome home Mistress!"

   As soon as I got inside, she closed the door and spun around quickly,
then threw herself down onto her knees looking up at me.

   Me; "Hi Dana, it's good to see you too!  How are you?"

   She wrapped her arms around my thighs giving me a hug.

   Dana; "I'm wonderful, and glad you're home early Mistress.  Your mother
will be so happy."

   Me; "I'm sure she will."

   Dana let go of my thighs and bent at the waist, lowering her lips to my
feet, and kissing each shoe before gracefully rising.  She pushed back and
stood, still with the broad smile on her face.  She was wearing her typical
french maid outfit, breasts barely covered and about to pop a button.  The
little dress hiding none of the stockings, the 6 inch stilettos made her
tower over me by almost a full head.

   Dana; "Please come Mistress."

   Dana turned and began walking through the foyer.  I turned to follow
although I knew where I wanted to go.  Dana could walk in spikes smoother
and as graceful as anyone I've seen.  I watched her hips sway back and
forth in rhythm with her long blonde ponytail, and I understood why my
mother has kept her.  She's been here since the summer I turned 10, making
her probably about 30, give or take.

   When we get to the end of the foyer, I look up at the life-size portrait
of mother hanging on the wall under lights.  Not many are brave enough to
display a portrait of themselves, but mother has never been just anybody.
This portrait was from a movie she made about 15 years ago where she played
a southern bell in a remake of one of those old time plantation movies.  I
smile thinking how appropriate it is.

   Dana turns to the left which leads to a huge gathering room where mother
displays her art collection.  As we walk in, I notice the room is vacant
except for the far corner of the room.  We step closer and Dana side steps
to keep her distance from the far corner, but when I pause she stops and
points to the proximity detectors on the wall.  I nod when I see them.

   Me; "Is mother being creative or is he in trouble?"

   Dana; "Not sure, but he's been there since noon Mistress Stephanie."

   We stand just out of range of the detectors.  He's kneeling naked on a
corner table.  His knees are spread wide and sitting back on his crossed
ankles.  He's wearing a ring gag and dripping saliva from his chin.  His
right hand is held inches from his rock hard cock, as if ready to grip it
at any moment, and his left hand held behind his back.  His eyes are glazed
over as if in a trance, deep in concentration and looking straight ahead. I
haven't seen him for months, and he's keeping his eyes diverted from me.  I
hold up my hand and wave but ignored.  I look over at Dana who is looking
back and forth from him then me.  Finally, out of curiosity I walk toward
him.  After taking two steps I've tripped the motion sensors and suddenly
spotlights turn on, lighting him up.  Simultaneously he grabs his cock and
begins jerking it hard and fast.  I continue the last 4 or 5 steps till I'm
directly in front of him.  He's looking straight ahead pounding his cock,
paying no attention to me whatsoever.  I look right into his eyes watching
his expressions and occasional eye movement.  I know he sees me but
obviously ignoring me.  Finally, I can resist no longer.  Looking up at
him, I finally say.

   Me; "Hi daddy!"

   I look him right in the eyes, then he slowly looks down into mine, and
even with the ring gag stretching his mouth uncomfortably wide I sense a
smile and sense he's happy to see me.  He continues pounding his cock as we
lock eyes.  The bright spotlights are hot and I can feel the heat from them
even though they're directed at him.  After a few moments I break our
stare, looking down at his hand stroking his hard cock.

   Me; "Good to see you daddy."

   I turn and walk back toward Dana, and as I step out of range of the
motion detectors the lights turn off.  When I look back he's stopped
stroking and once again holding his hand inches away from his cock, ready
to grab it.  His eyes staring straight ahead, waiting for the inevitable. I
look at Dana who has watched me greet my father.

   Me; "Daddy looks good, has he lost some weight?"

   Dana; "Mistress has had him eating vegan for the last month Mistress
Stephanie."

   Me; "It's working, but I bet daddy hates it."

   Dana; "He does Mistress."

   Dana turns, and we walk through another door leading down to the
kitchen.

   Dana; "Mistress is overseeing things in the kitchen and anxious to see
you Mistress Stephanie."

   We're heading toward the kitchen and I'm anxious to see mother as well.
When we enter the kitchen, mother is sitting on a stool at the island
holding a glass of wine.  When she hears us walk in she looks our way and
smiles excitedly.  She slides off the stool as I walk up, and we hug for a
long time.

   Mother; "I've missed you so much sweetheart."

   Me; "I've missed you mom."

   We break our embrace and mother pushes me back at arms length.

   Mother; "Let me take a look at you...  You look good enough to eat! 
Nice outfit."

   Me; "You look good yourself, how've you been mom?"

   Mother; "Just fabulous!"

   We stand looking at each other after being apart these long months. 
Mothers black skirt is shorter than mine, and she's wearing a rust colored
silk blouse.  Very appropriate for fall.  Her sheer stockings and black
heels make her look sexy for a women of 43.  After a moment, mother looks
around the kitchen.

   Mother; "Where's Stephen, is he taking good care of you?"

   Me; "He went to park the car, he's doing great mom.  where's David?"

   Mother; "He's around here somewhere, maybe he's helping your Uncle Bobby
set the table.  Dana, go find David and tell him his sister is here."

   Dana; "Yes Mistress."

   Dana turns and walks toward the dining room.  I glance around the room,
then smile when I see Monica and Bradley Anderson at the counter getting
dinner ready.  They're both naked except for small white waist aprons and
Monica's spiked heels.  They are excellent cooks, so I know this dinner
will be, excellent.

   Mother; "I want to catch up.  Oh, you need a glass of wine don't you
sweetie!  Jessica?  Jessica?  where are you?"

   I hear a voice from inside the walk in pantry call back.

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress?"

   I don't remember a Jessica, but mother often has new servants she's
training for herself or others.

   Mother; "Jessica, come out here and get Stephanie a glass or wine and
refill mine."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress, right away."

   I can hear her heels on the tile floor as she steps through the door
into the kitchen.  My jaw dropped when I see her walk over to the small
kitchen bar across the room.  I hadn't seen my High School Principal since
graduation 6 months ago, when she handed me my diploma at the podium.  She
had often asked about my mother during school.  My mother wasn't one to go
to teacher parent conferences, or attend school functions.  Mostly because
it often caused a fuss with people asking questions about her acting
career. I had seen mother and principal Newman speaking after graduation,
but I was busy with friends and didn't hang out with my parents much that
day.  Now she's standing at the bar wearing a red garter, red stocking and
red spike heels.  They're perfect with her red hair flowing over her
shoulders and half-way down her back.  I looked at mother who smiled at me,
knowing this is a surprise.

   Mother and I are standing next to each other as Principal Newman turns
and walks toward us carrying a stemmed wine glass.  Her eyes are downcast
as she steps directly in front of me.  She lowers to the floor and kneels,
then holds the glass of wine up with both hands.  On her left wrist she's
wearing a gold chain with 2 pendants.  One pendant was the letter C about
the size of a dime.  The other pendant was a circle with a cross centered
within.

   Jessica; "Your wine Mistress Stephanie."

   I take the glass from her and look at mother, and we both smile.  Then,
without a word, I watch my old principal bend to the floor, her hair
spreading out over the floor around my feet as she kisses each shoe with an
audible smooch.

   Jessica; "It's wonderful to see you ,and it looks like college suits you
Mistress Stephanie."

   Me; "College is great, how've you been Princi....  Jessica?"

   Jessica; "This cunt is well, thank you for asking Mistress Stephanie."

   I look down at her.  She has a hand on each side of my feet supporting
herself while she hovers over them.  I notice she is still wearing her
wedding ring.  When I look at mother, who's grinning, and obviously proud
of her accomplishment.

   Me; "Are you still the School Principal?"
Jessica: "Yes, it's been 7 years now, Mistress Stephanie."

   Me; "Good, everyone liked you, well almost everybody.  How's Mr Newman?"

   Jessica; "Well thank you, Mistress Stephanie."

   Me; "So, where is he on Thanksgiving Day?"

   Jessica; "The cuckold has taken our kids to his parents for Thanksgiving
since this cunt is busy here Mistress Stephanie."

   Me; "I'm sure they're enjoying it, and probably watching football about
now."

   Jessica; "Probably, Mistress Stephanie."

   Mother; "Jessica, I don't mean to break up homecoming but I still need
that refill."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress, Mistress Stephanie, may this cunt be excused."

   Me; "Sure, go ahead."

   Jessica; "Thank you, Mistress Stephanie."

   I watch Jessica rise to her feet and walk to the bar.  Picking up the
bottle of red wine, she walks back with her breast swaying gently.  Her
nipples were pierced with small bars, and the left nipple also has a ring.
As she approached mother she slipped to her knees.  She held the bottle up
with both hands at a slight angle and waited for mother to lower the glass
from her lips.  After a few more sips to empty her glass, mother held her
glass down.  Jessica filled mothers glass, then mother raised it up,
looking through it.

   Mother; "This is good wine for being only a few years old and relatively
inexpensive."

   Me; "It is."

   Jessica; "Will there be anything else Mistress?"

   Mother; "So Steph, how are your classes?"

   Me; "Good, everything is going great and I'm enjoying them too."

   Mother; "Great, I haven't heard you mention a boy, or a girl either.  Is
there anyone special?"

   Me; "I've gone on a couple of dates, but I'm still trying to get the
house set up and studying right now.  I just don't have time to date and
haven't met the right guy"

   I lowered my wine glass toward Jessica, and she immediately refilled it.

   Mother; "Well you need something to take your mind off studying.  Why
don't you call Randy while you're home this weekend.  Or that girl you met
at the beach house.  If only for a bit of fun."

   Me; "I don't know mom.  Last time Randy and I went out, he started
getting all serious.  He even mentioned marriage."

   Mother; "Ohhh, well you don't want that.  You just need to relax and
have some fun, nothing serious.  Hey, speaking of fun, Jessica, show Steph
what you can do with your tongue.  Watch this, you'll love it, she can
touch the tip of her nose with her tongue!"

   Me; "Seriously, cool!"

   We both looked down at Jessica.  She looked up at me and stuck her
tongue out, stretching it out till she touched the tip of her nose and held
it there.

   Mother; "See, I told you."

   Me; "That's awesome mom.  I've never seen anyone who could do that."

   Mother; "Well you have now, practice makes perfect.  You'll have to give
it a try when you get a chance."

   Mother; "Jessica, make sure you demonstrate all your tongue tricks for
Steph.  Actually, while Stephanie is here just make her your top priority,
and be available full time.  How's that sound Steph."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Me; "Sounds great, thanks mom."

   Mother; "Good, you'll see what I mean.  She'll lick you to a multi, and
tongues deeper than any tongue I've ever rode.  You'll see."

   Me; "Can't wait mom."

   Mother; "Go ahead and get back to work Jessica."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Jessica rises, and after placing the wine bottle back on the bar, goes
back into the pantry.  Mother and I sit down on the stools at the island
and watch Monica and Bradley working.  They've been with mother for about 3
years.  Bradley lost his job, and mother recruited them to help here. 
Bradley has found another job, but they're dedicated to mother and our
family now.  Plus, the way mother keeps everyone in line they don't have
time or the inclination to leave her.  She is generous and rewards her
servants for good behavior.  And just as likely to punish those who don't.

   There's a sound at the back door vestibule, and we look that direction,
a moment later Stephen walks into the kitchen.  He's naked except for the
penis cage.  He has a room above the garage he shares with our brother
David.  They never have a need to wear clothes in the main house, so
generally he remains naked at home.  Mother is pretty strict about some
things and this is one of them.  If they need clothes, she picks them out,
and tells them when to change.

   Stephen immediately walks to mother, dropping to his knees sliding into
place the last few steps.  He bends to her feet that are on the stool
footrest and kisses them.  With his lips still brushing her shoes I hear.

   Stephen; "Mistress, it's good to see you.  I've missed you mother."

   Stephen hovers over her feet while mother finishes the story about our
house cat Frickles causing havoc with the motion detectors.

   Mother; "Stephen, I'm glad you're here.  Stand up and let me see you."

   Stephen stands up straight and puts his hands behind his back.  Mother
looks him up and down then reaches out and pulls him into her, first
kissing his cheek, then giving him a hug.  Stephen reaches around and hugs
mother, letting out a moan of pleasure, obviously happy that mother is
showing such affection.  After a moment mother breaks the hug and pulls
away.

   Mother; "Are you taking good care of your sister Stephen?"

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress of course."

   Mother looks at me with those questioning eyes and I smile and nod.

   Mother; "Good boy, I'm glad she has you.  You look good, have you been
dieting?"

   Stephen; "No Mistress but the Mistresses don't eat at regular times, and
sometimes skip, so there's no set meal schedule."

   Mother; "Well, you'll adjust and it seems to suit you.  Are you taking
good care of Bridget and Carrie?"

   Stephen; "Yes of course Mistress."

   When mother mentioned Carrie's name I noticed Monica and Bradley look
our way.  I smiled to them, knowing they're curious to hear about their
only daughter.  I slid off the stool and walked around the island to where
Monica and Bradley Anderson are working.  As I approach they both quickly
dry their hands on a towel, then eased to their knees.  When I reached them
they both bent to the floor and kissed the closest shoe.

   Me; "Hi Mr and Mrs Anderson.  How are you?"

   Monica; "Wonderful Mistress Stephanie.  It's good to have you home for
Thanksgiving."

   Me; "Thank you."

   Bradley; "How's Carrie, Mistress?"

   Me; "She's great, we dropped her off at her grandparents about an hour
ago."

   Monica; "Thank you, my parents were excited they get to have her there
for Thanksgiving Mistress."

   Bradley; "Can we see her before you go back Mistress."

   Me; "I'll see what I can arrange, I think she'd like to see you. 
Actually, I know she would."

   I could hear each kissing my shoes again for a brief moment.

   Monica; "Thank you, I hope it works out Mistress."

   Me; "We'll see, but feel free to ask Stephen anything you want to know
about her, okay?"

   Bradley; "Thank you, Mistress."

   I took a step back, pulling my feet from under them, turned and walked
away.  They both stood and busied themselves preparing dinner.  I walked
around the island to see Stephen still kneeling at mothers feet.

   Me; "Mom, I'm going up to my room to freshen up.  I need Stephen to
bring my suitcase up."

   Mother; "Alright, I'll take care of it."

   As I walk toward the back staircase leading to the second floor, I hear
mother say.

   Mother; "Stephen, go get your sisters bags."

   Upstairs in my room, I see nothing's changed, it's clean and I have a
feeling mother's had it freshened up for me.  After a visit to the restroom
I lie down on the chaise lounge to relax and scroll through Insta.  After a
few minutes I hear a tap at the door, most likely Stephen with my suitcase,
so I don't bother getting up.

   Me; "Come in!"

   I don't look up but hear the door open and the suitcase rolling across
the floor.  Then I hear..

   Jessica; "Where do you want your things Mistress Stephanie?"

   I look up to see Principal Newman standing there.  I thought how odd it
is having my High School Principal in my bedroom.  She waits patiently for
me while I obviously stare at her, then I wave my hand toward my closet
behind me ...

   Me; "Hang them in the closet and some go in the dresser."

   I finish by pointing to my dresser behind her.

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   She pulls the suitcase to the closet, puts it on the floor and opens it.
I go back to my phone, scrolling Insta while she puts my clothes away. 
After a while, I hear her going to my bathroom and assume she's putting my
toiletries in there.

   After 10 minutes Jessica comes and kneels next to the chaise.  I am busy
commenting on one of my friends post and don't look at her.  When I finally
finish typing and go back to scrolling I hear.

   Jessica; "Mistress, will there be anything else?"

   I continue reading posts, thinking about Mrs Newman and wonder how
things are at school.  I've thought about some of my friends who are
seniors this year.  After a few moments ..

   Me; "How's Jacob Siena.  Did he make varsity this year?"

   Jessica; "Yes, he is playing varsity this year Mistress."

   Me; "Does he still have a cute butt?"

   There's a pause and when it seems she's taken too long.

   Me; "Well?"

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress, he does."

   Me; "Mm, I remember," chuckling.

   I switch to Twit and start checking out what my fave celebs are saying.
I sense Jessica is getting ency, and decide to give her something to do.

   Me; "Principal Newman, go down and get me a glass of ice water and
something cool to munch on, like grapes."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   I watch out of the corner of my eye as she gets up and walks toward the
door.  I lift my cell and snap a quick shot of her walking away.  That
should keep her busy till I finish catching up on Taylor S's status.

   I text the pic to Bridget.

   Me Texting; "Guess who?"

   After about 10 minutes there's the tap on the door again.

   Me; "Come!"

   I watch Jessica come in carrying a tray.  She closes the door and walks
over to me, placing the tray on the small table just behind the chaise.  I
see she's gotten the grapes.  Then she kneels and holds up the water glass
saying..

   Jessica; "Your ice water Mistress."

   I take the glass and have a few sips, then hand it back to her.

   Me; "Are the grapes chilled?"

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Me; "Let me try one."

   Jessica puts the water glass down and pulls a single grape from the
bunch.  As she turns back, I open my mouth without looking up from my
phone. She places the grape in my mouth and it -(TM)s delicious.

   Bridget Text; "Don t know..  who?"

   Me Text; "Ull never guess, come see when u can k"

   Bridget Text; "Turn her around."

   I open my mouth again and when Jessica sees it, she quickly grabs
another grape, then drops it into my mouth.

   For a while, I continue texting and teasing Bridget while Jessica drops
grape after grape in my mouth.  Finally, Bridget stops texting, so I go
back to Insta.  Then I say...

   Me; "I like the grapes.  Take my shoes off, the straps are a little
tight and my feet are sore."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   She puts a handful of grapes back onto the tray, and while still on her
knees, sidesteps down to my feet and begins unstrapping my heels.  She
slides each shoe off and places them on the floor.  I watch her over the
top of my phone, then scroll and read a few more posts.

   When she finishes, I lift my right foot and let it hover a little over
the chaise.  She gets the signal and holds my foot, gently massaging it. 
Even through the stockings it feels good, and I begin relaxing.  I make an
Insta post about being home for Thanksgiving and watch the likes count
rise. Having almost 30,000 followers, there's always someone on.  Of course
the only reason anyone follows me is because of my parents.  When your
father is a movie producer and mother's an actress, people seem to find and
follow you.  Although my mother hasn't made a movie in years, people don't
forgot.

   Jessica switches feet and I look over the top of my phone at her.  She
tries not to be obvious, But I see her sneaking peeks up my skirt.  I look
down and see my skirt has risen up past the tops of my stockings.  I don't
let on that I've noticed, and let her continue massaging my feet.

   After what seems like a long enough time, I pull my foot away bending my
knee just a little and her fingers follow.  Then I raise and straighten
till it's hovering just in front of her face.  I look into her eyes,
they're transfixed on my foot, then she begins to move forward till her
lips meet the ball just under my big toe.  She kisses it and I feel my toes
touch her nose.  I slowly slide my foot up feeling her lips slide down to
the sole.  I hear a soft smooch as she kisses it.  She holds my foot, so I
can relax and continues to caresses it from sole to toe, then kisses the
bottom of each toe.  She's got my juices flowing, so I close my eyes while
she makes love to my foot, I finally say..

   Me; "Higher"

   She slowly works up my ankle and calve, kissing and dragging her tongue
upwards.  She's breathing heavier as she licks and kisses till reaching the
bare thigh above my stocking tops.  Her lips are warms and I feel her
breath as is blows across the moist kisses.

   Me; "Panties"

   She moans as her fingers slide up my thighs till reaching the waist band
of my panties.  As she pulls them down I rise just enough to slip them
under my butt, then down and off.  I spread my thighs allowing her to
easily slide up between them.  Her breath is warm, and she barely touches
my skin with her lips while kissing her way up my left inner thigh. 
Reaching my pussy, she runs her tongue up my slit.

   Me; "Show me those tongue tricks mother told me about."

   Jessica; "Mm Yes Mistress."

   I felt her tongue push into my pussy.  It does reach depths I haven't
felt before when being eaten.  Mother was right and I let out a moan.  Her
tongue would fuck me, then pull out and circle my clit, then dive right
back into me.  She could both suck my clit while fucking me at the same
time.  I looked down at her red hair muff diving with her ass sticking up
and couldn't resist taking another pic with my cell.

   Me texting; Pic "Highly educated."

   I closed my eyes and spend time enjoying the most talented tongue I've
ever had.  I pulled my knees up to my chest, and without hesitation her
tongue slid down and began poking my asshole.  She could roll and stiffen
her tongue and push hard enough that if I relaxed just enough, I'm sure she
could have penetrated me.  I jumped when I heard my cell chime, then
looked.

   Bridget; "wtf who?"

   I didn't answer and put my phone down.  I grabbed a handful of hair at
the back of her head and pulled.  I could feel her nose pushing between my
wet lips while her tongue teased my ass.  I let out another moan and let go
of her head.  I took my right hand and teased my left nipple through my
thin bra while gently stroking the side of my face with my left.  I lowered
my knees back till my feet rest on the chase and her wet tongue glided up
from my ass to my clit.  I opened my eyes and look down at her, she's
looking at me over the top of my mound.  Her eyes are glued to mine.  I
feel a tingle of emotion watching my once high school principal trying so
hard to get me to cum.  I close my eyes again, thinking only how good this
feels, and not wanting it to stop, ever.

   A soft knock at my door gets my attention and I open my eyes.  I remain
quiet, I ignore it as Mrs Newman continues licking.  A moment passes and I
close my eyes again.  Another soft knock and I suddenly feel frustrated and
just want to hurry and get it over with.

   Me; "C C Come."

   I look at the door ready to say either get out, or if it's mother, thank
her for Jessica.  As the door opens, Bridget walks in and immediately spots
us on the chaise.  She was curious enough to walk across the street to get
to the bottom of those cryptic texts.  She closes the door and walks
straight over to us.  I'm looking over the top of Jessica's head, her ass
is swaying slightly as her tongue is circling my clit.

   As Bridget gets close..

   Bridget; "Ok what's this?"

   She finally stops walking and stands next to the chaise looking down.  I
look up at her knowing all she can see is a pile of red hair munching me,
and a bare ass in the air.  Bridget has seen me in this position many times
with some girl or guy so this is nothing new for her or even embarrassing
to me.  Even Bridget and I have had some fun nights back when we were
experimenting with our sexuality.  With her facial expression asking the
silent question...

   Me; "Bridget, you're not going to believe this."

   I felt Jessica's tongue stop.  She hadn't as much as paused when Bridget
knocked, came in and walked across the room and stood watching.  But when
she heard her name, she froze.  Having only two girls at school named
Bridget, and this one, being my best friend, Principal Newman knew exactly
who was standing there.

   I reached down and touched the back of her head, and she continued
licking, but more slowly.

   Me; "She licks sooo good.  And you should see what she can do with her
tongue."

   Bridget; "Ok, fine, what?"

   Me; "Watch this, hey, show Bridget how you can lick your own nose!"

   I look down at the pile of red hair expectantly.  I feel her stop
licking, then a short pause.  I watch as Principal Newman raises up on her
elbows.  I can see the embarrassment on her face as she looks up at
Bridget. I see Bridget's mouth drop open when she sees who just looked up
from munching me.  Bridget took an audible breath when Principal Newman
stuck her tongue out, and held it to the tip of her nose.  A smile crossed
Bridget's face as Principal Newman's tongue rubbed back and forth, licking
it, then held the tip of her tongue to the tip of her nose.

   Bridget; "Oh my god, you're Principal Newman."

   I chuckled and watched Principal Newman's expression and eyes widen,
with her tongue still held at the tip of her nose.  Principal Newman was
already aware it was Bridget before she lifted her head, but Bridget's
facial expression was priceless which only added to Principal Newman's
embarrassment.

   Me; "Yeah, but isn't it kewl what she can do with her tongue?"

   I watched Bridget's head tilt to the right, getting a better angle and
making sure she's seeing this clearly.  I could almost hear the gears
turning as she took it in.

   Bridget; "Yeah it's cool and all but, how'd this happen?"

   I reached and took Principal Newman's head pushing her back down.  She
immediately dove back between my thighs and began licking again.

   Me; "I don't know, she's my moms, but she's taking care of me this
weekend."

   Bridget; "Oh kewl, are you bringing her to the party this weekend?"

   Principal Newman paused.

   Me; "No!  she's still the Principal!"

   Principal Newman continued.

   Bridget; "Oh yeah, that wouldn't be good."

   Me; "Not with half the kids coming still going to City High."

   I felt Principal Newman push her tongue deep into me, in appreciation of
me understanding her position.  Bridget turned, walked over and sat on the
edge of the bed.

   Bridget; "What are we doing tonight after dinner, I don't want to hang
out with all my family.  They're boring and my cousins are annoying."

   Me; "I don't know, you think of something.  Give me a minute."

   Bridget; "Fine."

   When I glance her way she's going through her phone.  I closed my eyes
to enjoy the tongue that's licking my clit.  I feel myself getting closer
within moments of surrendering to her tongue.  She senses my growing
arousal and flicks at my clit, then gently sucks before thrusting her
tongue into me, then repeating till I'm on the edge.  When she feels me
tense and hold my breath, she flicks my clit steadily until my orgasm
rushes through me, then she gently sucks on my clit with each wave. 
Finally, I have to push her away, being more intense than I can stand.  I
hold her head away and take several deep breaths.

   I open my eyes.  Principal Newman is looking at me, and when I look over
at Bridget, she is looking over the top of her phone at me while standing
next to the bed.  Then she sits down on the bed again.

   Me; "What?"

   Bridget; "Nothing, are you about done?"

   Me; "Yeah, why?"

   Bridget; "I want to show you something on here."

   Me; "Ok ok, move."

   As Principal Newman slips from between my legs onto the floor I swing my
legs to the side, sitting sideways on the chaise.  My skirt is all the way
up around my waist.  I finally stand up and as I do my skirt falls down
into place and I walk over to sit on the bed next to Bridget.

   She holds her phone and taps a video.  I look and see myself lying on
the chase with Principal Newman between my thighs.  I can just hear myself
softly moaning as the video comes closer in behind Principal Newman. 
There's a close up of her cunt partly spread open and as the video zooms
closer I see where her juices have run down.  Then I see the juices gather
and begin dripping from her clit that's sticking out from under its hood.
Again it drips before zooming out again.  Then the video moves to the side
before stepping back across the room to the bed.

   Me; "Damn Bridget."

   Bridget; "I know, right!"

   I stood up and walked back over to the chaise where Principal Newman
knelt.

   Me; "Help me with my panties and shoes."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   She picks up my panties and holds them to my feet.  Resting a hand on
her head for balance, I raise one foot after the other, then she pulls my
panties up.  After getting them up, she straightens my skirt.  She picks up
my shoes and helps me slip my feet into them.

   I walk back over and sit on the bed next to Bridget.

   Me; "Come over here Jessica."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Jessica stands and walks to us, then kneels once again.  I watch her
expression as she glances at Bridget, then to the floor.  Principal Newman
has reason for concern, at least she thinks so.  Bridget Bonnet's father
happens to be the School District Superintendent, and basically, Principle
Newman's boss.

   Me; "Principal Newman, I'm sure you remember Bridget, don't you?"

   Jessica; "Of course Mistress.  It's good to see you again Ma'am."

   Bridget; "Hi Principal Newman, how are you?"

   I smile to myself knowing what's coming.  Mother's pets are so
predictable and I'd already witnessed this one earlier.  Now, will she
respond appropriately?  There's just enough of a pause to indicate some
thought before..

   Jessica; "This cunt is well, thank you for asking Ma'am."

   I look at Bridget, not knowing if she's been exposed to one like this
before.  Bridget looks at me and smiles, I smile back and decide to play.

   Me; "Principal Newman, Bridget noticed you were dripping while licking
me off.  Are you excited, do you want to cum?  And don't dare lie!"

   We watch Principal Newman's discomfort.  She swallows hard, then takes a
short breath before answering..

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress, this cunt wanted, no, wants to cum."

   I look down at Principal Newman.  Her eyes cast to the floor.  Her
breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath.  Her nipples are stiff, her
desire obvious.  I take a glance at Bridget, the grin on her face looks
almost evil yet erotic.

   Me; "Spread your knees wide and rub one out, cunt."

   Principal Newman spreads her knees apart to their widest.  Then reaches
down, and begins to rub her clit.  Her head tips back and eyes stare off in
the distance.  It's not long before she's moaning.  As she rubs I hear a
text come in and look at my phone.

   Mother texting; "Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes."

   Me texting; "Ok I'll be down shortly."

   Mother texting; "Is Bridget coming down or eating at home?  Where's
Jessica?"

   Me; "Bridget is heading home and Jessica is currently rubbing one out."

   Mother texting; "Make sure she's finished in time to help serve dinner.
She does well with countdown of 30 if needed."

   Me texting; "k"

   I look at her rubbing feverishly.  She'll probably finish soon anyway.
Bridget is scrolling her phone doing something while watching Jessica.  I
think about it for a moment then lean over and whisper into Bridget's ear.

   Me whispering; "Tell Principal Newman to countdown from 30 then ask to
cum."

   Bridget smiled at me and I could tell she was all in on doing it.  Then
I hear..

   Bridget; "Principal Newman!"

   Jessica's eyes flew open and looked at Bridget ..

   Jessica; "Y,Y,Yes Ma'am?" she stuttered out.

   Bridget; "Count down from 30 then ask before cumming."

   Jessica; "Y,Yes Ma'am."

   Jessica began rubbing harder and counting down from 30.  Bridget smiled
at me when our old Principal counted aloud.  Jessica seemed to be able to
time it by the second pretty well.  When I heard 15..

   Bridget; "From 10 down look at me."

   Jessica nodded and counted 12..11..  and at 10 she looked into Bridget's
eyes intently.  10..9..8..7 then when Jessica got to 5 Bridget joined her
on the count.  I smiled watching them, their eyes locked.  3..2..1...  with
quivering lips..

   Jessica; "Ma'am, may this cunt cum for you please?"

   Bridget; "Cum"

   Principal Newman gasped as her orgasm exploded out of her.  She began
shaking and kept rubbing as each wave hit till finally she held her hand
against her cunt.  I watched as a full minute went by with Principal
Newman's eyes glued to Bridget's.  When she finally recovered to short
breaths I hear..

   Jessica; "Thank you for allowing this cunt to cum for you Ma'am."

   Bridget; "You're welcome Principal Newman."

   Me; "Ok Principal Newman, mother needs you in the kitchen, you're
excused for now."

   Jessica; "Yes, thank you, Mistress, Ma'am."

   I watch her bend to the floor and working from left to right kissing the
toe of first mine, then Bridget's shoes.  When she finished she stood and
turned, walking around the bed, then left the room.

   Me; "I need to get downstairs for dinner.  Are you going home or
staying?"

   Bridget; "I have to go, we're eating in half hour."

   Bridget and I walk downstairs and I see her to the door.  Walking back
through the foyer Dana shows up and escorts me to the dining room.  She had
been alerted about activity at the front door by motion detection.

   When we enter the dining room mother is already seated at the far end of
the table.  My grandmother is seated at this end end with my aunt Ellen on
her left.  Aunt Cynthia is at grandmothers right, and my cousins Suzanne
and Hillary, aunt Cynthia's daughters, are next to her.  Everybody is
staring at me as if I'm late while I take my seat at mother's right. 
There's an empty chair between myself and aunt Ellen, but a place setting
is there.  Obviously I'm not the last one to arrive.  I say hello to
everyone, and a moment later I hear the clock chime 3 o'clock.  Why do
people eat so early on Thanksgiving day?

   Mother starts by saying..

   Mother; "I'm glad everyone could make it this afternoon.  This is why we
love celebrating Thanksgiving.  An afternoon where we get together, relax,
and enjoy all that we have."

   Then mother picked up her little bell and rang it.  I hate that bell,
although I am not expected to respond to it like the help, she used to use
it to get my attention when I was young.

   The door opened and Stephen and David walked in carrying bottles of
chardonnay.  They walked around the table filling each glass, even the one
next to me at the vacant seat.  Stephen and David left without a word
spoken.  This is the first time I've seen David since I left for college in
August.  He's 2 years older than Stephen and I, and has always been very
sweet.

   A few minutes later salads were brought out.  This time each of us had
our own server.  I'm used to Stephen serving me, and was surprised when he
and David placed salads down at my 2 cousins while Jessica served me.  Dana
served mother, aunt Ellen's husband Joey served her, Cynthia's husband
Richard served her, and my grandfather served my grandmother.  After being
served, each server stood behind us to wait as usual.

   After our main course was served, I was surprised to see Dana guide
someone in that I didn't recognize.  She was seated in the empty seat
between aunt Ellen and I, and introduced as Valerie.  As she was seated
uncle Joey served her the main course.  Ellen apologized for Valerie's late
arrival, and informed us they are now lovers.  I looked at uncle Joey's
cage, and can bet it's not coming off anytime soon.

   It was nice catching up with my cousins and the conversation varied from
school to shopping.  My grandmother was interested in my classes, and how
living on my own was bearable.  Well, she's had a staff of housekeepers,
groundskeepers and attendants for the last 35 years, and spoiled worse than
me, and I know I am.  Grandmother controls the money for the most part,
which means she gets to make the rules.  And my grandfather has no choice
but happily go along with it.  He gets to do what he enjoys most which is
chemistry.

   My grandparents hold the patents to a variety of drugs.  Most of which
are for veterinary use on both large and small animals.  One has been kept
privately labeled all these years.  Nobody has heard of it, and less than a
hundred people know of it.  For veterinary use it keeps animals calm and
relaxed that are usually vicious and unpredictable.  But on humans it makes
them dependent and compliant.  Dependent to their desires and needs,
dependent on being needed and useful, but more than anything, accepting of
direction and instruction.  The effect is almost to the point of hypnosis
when first introduced, and grandmother, has made a point that we all fully
understand its use.  And the need for secrecy.  Not even my closest friends
know, they just assume people are happily serving, and oddly enough, they
are, they would feel lost and useless without direction now.  They crave to
be needed, to serve makes their life worth living.  They accept what
they're told as fact, without question.  Even though they know the pill
they take each morning is what's making them compliant, they take it
without fail for the euphoric contentment they feel.  Without the pill they
would eventually resort back to their previous state within a few months,
once they've endured the withdrawals that begin after a few weeks without
it.  Funny thing is, only a weekly dose is needed.

   Dinner was fabulous.  The Anderson's are wonderful chefs and I'm glad
mother had them over for Thanksgiving.  As soon as the plates are cleared,
grandmother is ready to find a more comfortable chair to sit.  After more
than an hour sitting at the table, it was becoming boring.

   We retired to the gathering room and I wasn't surprised to see my father
still kneeling at the ready.  I looked at my watch and it's been 3 hours
since I arrived home.  Daddy looked no worse for wear, and I've seen him
kept in various positions for much longer.  I did notice him lift his hand
from resting on his thigh to a raised position.  He hates disappointing
mother but smart enough to rest when he can.  Lucky for daddy, nobody
walked within the proximity sensors as we took a seat.

   Dana, Stephen and Jessica remain with us to keep our glasses topped off
while the others stayed busy clearing the table and cleaning up.  I could
sense Valerie was a little unsure about everything, even though she's
familiar with Joey, she's not sure what's going on with the entire family.

   Grandmother mentioned a few changes to the drug that grandfather
created. Adding more intense desires and lengthening the time between
doses. Actually I'm amazed that nothing is kept from any of those taking
it, they're listening to every word about the drug and know exactly how it
works, and their dependency, but they don't care and would never disclose
the secret, for fear it would stop, and the fact they've been told not to
discuss it with anybody.

   I've been talking with Suzanne and Hillary.  We're only a few years
apart in age, so they're into the same things I am.  Suzanne has a bf who
is with his family today and Hillary is between steady boyfriends, we all
know she isn't much into commitment.

   Valerie stood to go to the restroom and unknowingly stepped into the
proximity field setting off the spotlights on daddy.  Being startled to see
what had happened, she wandered even further into range.  Daddy was jerking
full throttle by the time she turned to see, and quite embarrassed by it.
She had noticed daddy kneeling there on the table but wasn't aware of the
sensors.  Aunt Ellen got up and helped escort her out of range, but it took
a moment for the timer to expire and shut off the lights.  Grandmother was
laughing at mothers new artwork, and everybody got a good chuckle out of
it.

   By the time uncle Joey, uncle Richard, my brother and grandpa finished
in the kitchen we were all having a good time.  Mother had probably had a
little too much to drink and thought it would be fun to play charades.  Of
course that meant the servants acting or playing out the phrases and us
trying to guess.

   Grandmother went first by whispering into David's ear.  David walked to
the middle of the room and thought a moment.  Then he held up 3 fingers,
then put both arms forward and thrust his hips.

   Hillary; "Thrust!"

   He shakes his head no.

   Ellen; "Fuck!"

   David points to Ellen and a yes shake.

   Then David points to himself.

   Mother; "Me!"

   David points to mother, yes.

   Then David turns facing to our left and looks at us.

   I'm half puzzled then it dawns on me.

   Me; "Side?"

   And suddenly...

   Suzanne yells; "Fuck me sideways!"

   David turns, smiles and points to Suzanne.  She won the first round and
I felt cheated because I kinda figured it out, but she said it first.

   Next mother motioned Jessica over and whispered in her ear.  Jessica
walked to the front and thought.  Then she held up 3 fingers for 3 words.
Then she pointed to her eye.

   Hillary; "I"

   Jessica point to Hillary, yes

   Then Jessica held both hands up to her chest and twisted back and forth.

   Cynthia; "Hug, no, Love!"

   Jessica points to Cynthia, yes.

   Then Jessica stood and held her hand up in front of her face jerking it
while moving her head around.

   We thought a moment then...

   Valerie; "I love facials!"

   Jessica smiled pointing to Valerie.  We all laughed and had so much fun
for the next hour playing adult charades.  The funniest one was Richard
acting out the phrase, "Fuck my ass balls deep".  Hillary was the first to
blurt that one out.  They always make a good father daughter team when we
play games.

   My phone chimes ...

   Bridget text; "U ready?"

   Me text; "Yeah 20 or so"

   Bridget text; "k"

   I asked Hillary and Suzanne if they want to come with me, but they're
leaving soon to meet with friends.  I excused myself and head up to my room
with Jessica shadowing me.  I used the bathroom, then walked into my closet
to change into something appropriate for a party.  Jessica is helping me go
through not only what I brought home, but clothes that I didn't take to
school.

   A knock on the door again.

   Me; "Come"

   I assume it's Bridget and keep looking at clothes till..

   Stephen; "Mistress?"

   Me; "Oh Stephen, what's up?"

   Stephen; "I am just making sure you don't need anything Mistress."

   Me; "Thanks but Principal Newman is helping me find something to wear
tonight.  Have you two talked yet?"

   Stephen; "I only spoke to her in the kitchen and said hello, Mistress."

   Me; "You two will have to catch up then.  Say hello to Stephen Principal
Newman."

   Jessica; "Hello Master Stephen, Sir."

   Stephen; "Hi Principal Newman."

   Me; "Principal Newman, remember when Stephen didn't want to dress out
for PE and you made him get a doctors order?  It was really because of his
penis cage!  Now you know the real reason."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress, but not liking PE wasn't a good enough excuse.
Now that this cunt knows, it understands."

   I saw Stephen's face turning red from embarrassment.  But even funnier
was his penis was straining against the cage making his little penis turn
red.

   Me; "See Principle Newman, his little penis is going to turn purple in
his cage just talking about."

   Jessica looked down at Stephen's penis caged up and straining.  Her face
turned as red as his and I wondered why.

   Me; "Stephen, are you turned on or embarrassed?"

   Stephen's face turned even redder.  I raised an eyebrow waiting for an
answer.

   Stephen; "Both Mistress."

   How interesting.  I suddenly felt badly for him.

   Me; "Stephen, I'm sorry but I didn't bring the key to your cage.  I
didn't think I would need it but mother might have a master key for your
little lock.  I'll ask her next time I see her."

   Stephen; "That's ok, I understand Mistress."

   Me; "I'll tell you what, Principle Newman, you should be able to suck
him even with the small cage on.  Go ahead, you never know, he may be able
to cum with the cage on.  Give it a try."

   I watched Principal Newman's eyes widen, then she swallowed hard.

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   I took the skirt Principal Newman was holding for me and watched her
drop to her knees in front of Stephen.  His eyes went from looking at me,
down to her.  When she was positioned right in front of him, I watched her
take his caged penis in her hand and hold it up.  The forced downward bend
shouldn't be much of a problem as she lifted it and wrapped her lips around
it.  It looked like it was stuffing her mouth to its limits, but she was
able to get it in.

   Stephen began to moan as Principal Newman sucked his caged prick.  I
could tell by the look on his face that he was enjoying it.  Out of
curiosity I asked..

   Me; "Stephen, when's the last time you got your dicky sucked?"

   Stephen; "The last time was when we had the Easter race around the back
yard Mistress."

   Me; "What?  that was like 2 years ago!  You won and Uncle Richard came
in last, right?"

   Stephen; "Yeah that was it Mistress."

   Me; "Wait!  you mean all the times when Carrie and Bridget are fucking
you they never suck your dick?"

   Stephen; "No, never Mistress."

   Me; "I'll be damned.  Well, when they fuck you do they ever let you get
on top?"

   Stephen; "Sometimes, Carrie let me get on top the 4th of July Mistress."

   Me; "That was 5 months ago!"

   Me; "Principal Newman, go downstairs and ask my mom if she has an extra
key to Stephens cage, tell her I need it."

   Jessica pulled off Stephen's dick and got up from her knees.  Then
turned toward the door, saying..

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Watching her hesitantly walk across the floor I say...

   Me; "Hurry!"

   Jessica speeds to a brisk walk, then almost a run out the door.  I pick
out a top to go with the skirt and change with Stephen's help.  I'm in the
bathroom brushing my teeth when.d..

   Mother text; "You sent the cunt for a key?"

   Me text; "Ya I don't keep Stephen's key with me."

   Mother text; "You should keep it with the car keys!"

   Me text; "Good idea mom."

   Mother text; "Sending one."

   Two minutes later, just as I've finished touching up my makeup I hear
the tap at the door.

   Me; "Come"

   Principal Newman walks back in and steps toward me.  I see she has a
small key in her hand.  I glance down at Stephen who is kneeling next to me
and tap his shoulder...

   Me; "Get up."

   As Stephen rises Principal Newman stops in front of me.  She looks into
my eyes then immediately drops to her knees.  I look down at her asking..

   Me; "Do you have the key?"

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   She lifts the key up to me, holding it in the palm of her hand.  Her
eyes are cast to the floor as I look down at her, then to Stephen, standing
next to me.

   Me; "Principal Newman, unlock Stephens cage and take it off."

   She shuffled to the right, in front of Stephen and removed his cage,
then placed it on the counter.

   Me; "Good, now, Principal Newman, since it's been so long since
Stephen's been properly sucked would you please suck him good and hard. 
But don't cum Stephen, and Principal Newman if you think he gets too close
to cumming, squeeze it."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   I watch Principal Newman scoot closer then lift Stephen's half hard
penis.  She leaned in taking it into her mouth, then locking her lips
behind its head.  She began sucking him slowly at first, but as soon as his
penis began to grow she sped up.

   Me; "You can hold her head Stephen."

   I turned and walked over to the lounge and sat, pulling out my phone to
text Bridget.

   Me text; "whre r u"

   Bridget; "comn up nw"

   I took a quick pic of Stephen holding Principal Newman's head just as
the door opened and Bridget walking in.  She was wearing a great outfit, a
black shiny skirt with a red sequin top, the top few buttons loose showing
some nice cleavage.

   Bridget was already walking towards me when she caught sight of
Stephen's hips pumping himself into Principal Newman's mouth.  She never
broke stride but watched intently as she approached.  When she stopped she
sat next to me before saying ...

   Bridget; "Well, I never expected to see that."

   Me; "It's partly your fault, but he seems to be enjoying himself."

   Bridget; "It's not my fault he's good at licking, anyway, we need to go
soon.  There's a party at Chris Taylor's house since his parents are out of
town."

   Me; "We'll leave in a minute, just one more thing."

   I pointed over at Stephen and Principal Newman.

   Me; "Stephen, you said it's been a long time since you've been on top
fucking, so you two listen up.  When I say go, I want to see how fast you
can go from getting blown, to Principal Newman lying down, legs spread and
up, and you on top fucking her.  I'll be timing it.  Got it?"

   I watch as Principal Newman shakes her head up and down with Stephen's
dick in her mouth.  Stephen responded.

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   I look at my watch and hear Bridget chuckle while waiting for the
seconds to be exactly 0.

   Me; "Go!"

   Bridget and I watch Principal Newman pull off Stephen's dick, then drop
to the floor.  Stephen follows her down, holding her hands while she sits
her butt on the floor, then lies back.  She's already spread her thighs
letting Stephen settle between them.  Principal Newman raises her knees
toward her chest while Stephen falls forward, resting his elbows on the
floor.  Then Stephen reached down grabbing his dick, guiding it to her
slit, runs the head up and down, then we watch him push into her cunt.  She
lets out a faint gasp and I look at my watch to see it took 22 seconds to
go from getting head to fucking her.

   I looked at Bridget and smiled.  She nodded but shrugged her shoulders.
Under my breath I asked..

   Me; "They weren't in a hurry at all were they?"

   Bridget; "Not really."

   Me; "Well, we've got to go, are you driving?"

   Bridget; "Sure, I can drive since Stephen is busy."

   We got off the lounge, and while Bridget walked toward the door, I step
over and stand over Stephen while he's fucking Principal Newman...

   Me; "Alright you two, here's the deal.  Stephen you go ahead and fuck
Principal Newman till you're done.  But then, till I get back, you two will
be practicing for speed because that was a pretty weak effort.  Stephen,
since this is your first time on top in 5 months, I expect you two to be
able to transition from sucking to fucking in 5 seconds or less by the time
I get back.  That gives you roughly 3 hours to get it right.  And I expect
every hole equally fast.  Understood?"

   Stephen & Jessica; "YeYses MisMistsrtress."

   I turned and walked out the door with Bridget, leaving them to finish up
and begin training.  It's almost 6 and I don't want to stay out late
tonight after promising mother I'd spend time with her.

   The party was great and I hooked up for a quickie, before heading home.
Bridget dropped me off at my parents front door then drove across the
street to her parents.  As I was walking to the front door, it opened and
Dana greeted me on the porch.  The motion detectors always tell her when
someone's here.  Dana told me mother was in the gathering room with father
and led the way as always.

   Dana wiggles her ass like a pro as she walks.  She's either 31 or 32 now
and been with us for around 8 years.  She worked at a Pilates studio as in
instructor and modeled part-time for some marketing company.  When mother
was still acting, she had hired her for private instruction here at home.
As I recall within a few weeks she had moved in as our full time
housekeeper and my part-time nanny.  Since I was already 10 when she came
to us I felt I was too old for a nanny.  But didn't take that many years to
learn to appreciate her nanny skills.

   We entered the gathering room and I saw mother laying back against the
arm of the sofa.  When I came around the sofa daddy was kneeling close to
mothers head.  He was rubbing her temples, so I assume she had had a little
too much wine?  I smiled seeing daddy and walked right up to them.  As soon
as daddy saw me he immediately turned and dropped his head to my feet
kissing them.  I said hello to mother, and she told me how the evening
went. We spoke for a few minutes while daddy groveled at my feet,
whispering how happy he is to see me.  After an appropriate amount of time,
I sat down on the sofa where mother had made room for me.  I looked over
and saw David had taken daddy's place as mother's art exhibit.  Mother is
always coming up with interesting ideas.

   Me; "Daddy, get up and give me a hug."

   Daddy lifted from my feet and knelt directly in front of me.  I leaned
forward and we embraced in a heartfelt hug.  I miss him and truly love him.
It's funny, I've been away for 4 months and remembered exactly what he
smells like.  That same cologne he's worn for years mixed with his
aftershave.

   Me; "Hi daddy, I missed you."

   Daddy; "I missed you too, and wish you would come home at least once a
month Mistress."

   Me; "It's over 2 hours each way, besides we're studying a lot daddy."

   Daddy; "I understand, I loved college and all that studying as well
Mistress."

   Daddy chuckled which gave me a laugh too.  I looked over at David and
realized I haven't had a chance to speak with him once since getting home.
Although I saw him around, there was never an appropriate time.  And now
I'm ready to go upstairs and check on Stephen's progress.  I finally stood
up announcing I was headed upstairs.

   Mother; "Sweetheart, David was disappointed today not speaking with you
and afraid you're upset with him."

   Me; "I'm not, he's been busy every time I've seen him today."

   Mother; "Well he's not busy now, you should at least say goodnight to
him, then maybe tomorrow you two can catch up."

   Me; "Fine mother!"

   I gave daddy a kiss on top of his head then bent down and kissed
mother's cheek.  I turned and walked across the room.  About halfway to
where David was displayed the motion detectors turned on the spotlights,
and David immediately grabbed his dick and began jerking vigorously. 
Walking closer I notice the plaque under the display that I had payed no
attention to earlier today that reads, "Viagra Calls Under Light".  I
always knew mother had a sense of humor.  I stopped in front of David, and
looked up at him.  He, just like daddy had, looked straight ahead over the
top of my head.  David, kneeling on what appeared to be a pub table and me
being 5'2 had him elevated to where he was jerking directly in front of my
face.

   I looked closely at his face, and he looked no different from when I
last saw him, but why would there be in only 4 months.  Ah but there is
something, yes, mother has gotten him some deep blue contacts.  Probably to
go with the dish of little blue pills sitting on the table as if it was
candy.  I finally raised my arm up over my head directly in front of
David's gaze and snapped my fingers.  When I saw his eyes focus on my hand,
I lowered it slowly letting his eyes follow.  When he was finally looking
at me I smiled at him and even though he was already panting from his
jerking, he did his best to smile even wearing that dreaded ring gag. 
Personally I think it's gross how the saliva drips off his chin.

   Me; "Hi David, I know you're a little busy at the moment but it's good
to see you."

   David's mouth widened and I could see in his eyes that he was happy to.

   me; "Well look, I'm heading upstairs but tomorrow we'll talk, okay?"

   David ever so slightly nodded his head.  I smiled again then turned and
walked toward the entrance to the kitchen area while waving.  The
spotlights on David turning off as I moved out of range.

   Me; "Good night mom, dad."

   I heard both parents saying goodnight as I walked down the short hall to
the kitchen.  I wanted a bottle of juice before going up the back stairs. I
heard voices as soon as I got to the kitchen door and upon entering saw
Dana and Mr Anderson sitting at the island.  As soon as they saw me enter
they both jumped off their stools, but no sooner than their feet hit the
floor...

   Me; "Stop!  Sit back down.  I can see you're having wine and, oh yummy,
is that one of your famous cold turkey sandwiches Mr Anderson?"

   Both froze with a surprised look on their faces.  They weren't expecting
anyone in the kitchen at 10pm and were relaxing.  I watched them climb onto
the stools again, Mr Anderson's metal penis cage knocking against it as he
sat.  I walked to the refrigerator and opened the door, then took a bottle
of dark cherry juice from the shelf.  I looked at the date and saw it
didn't expire for months.  I looked back over at them ...

   Me; "I thought these would be expired by now."

   Mr Anderson; "They had, but we stocked up when we heard you were coming
home Mistress."

   I walked back over and leaned against the island counter opposite them.
Mr Anderson had a half-eaten sandwich on a plate and Dana had a small bowl
of mixed fruit.

   Me; "Thank you, so you're still sneaking in here every Thanksgiving for
your turkey sandwiches.  It's like a tradition."

   Mr Anderson; "It is, will you be joining us Mistress?

   Me; "Not tonight, I've been snacking at a party.  I'm heading up now"

   Mr Anderson; "Good night then Mistress."

   Dana; "Sleep well, oh, would you like your bed turned down Mistress?"

   Me; "Not tonight Dana."

   Dana; "Goodnight then, Mistress."

   I make my way up the back stairs.  Mother would never use these but I've
used them to sneak up and down my whole life.  It's the most direct route
to the kitchen when raiding the fridge.

   I open my bedroom door and looked around.  The room is dimly lite but I
see both Stephen and Jessica getting up to kneel in Stephen's corner.  I
could see they'd been resting while I was gone.  I am later than I thought
by more than an hour but enjoyed myself that last hour with a cute guy.

   I walk over and put my purse on the dresser, then sat down on the chaise
lounge.  I lie back and bring my feet up to relax.

   Me; "Principal Newman, come take my shoes off please."

   Principal Newman immediately got up and walked over to the foot of the
chaise.  She knelt and began unstrapping my heels, removing each.

   Me; "Rub my feet please."

   Principal Newman gently massaged each foot.  She wears even higher heels
than I do so she's familiar with how uncomfortable they can be.  While she
was concentrating on my feet, I looked over at Stephen ..

   Me; "Stephen, come here."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   He stood and walked over, then knelt next to the chaise.

   Me; "Did you two practice?"

   Stephen; "We did, then went downstairs to have dinner Mistress."

   Me; "Good, did you get the time down?"

   Stephen; "Yes, we got it down Mistress."

   Me; "We'll have to time you two again then.  You two go ahead and show
me what you can do."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress, come on Principal Newman."

   Stephen stepped to the center of the room.  His dick wasn't hard as
Principal Newman walked to him.  She stopped then knelt, taking his dick in
hand she began sucking him.  She was stroking him as she sucked and it only
took a few minutes before he began to harden.

   Me; "Are you wet enough Principal Newman?"

   She reached down and dipped her fingers into her cunt, then without
pulling off Stephens dick she nodded yes.  I kept watching and waiting for
Stephen's dick to get as stiff as I know it can get.  Finally ...

   Me; "Just like before, I'll say go.  We're going for a time of no more
than 5 seconds.  I'll say what to do and time everything with the timer on
my phone."

   I watched closely and saw them both get ready.  Stephen's dick was hard
and buried in her mouth.  She had one hand on his dick and the other on his
hip...

   Me; "I want your dick all the way in her cunt Stephen.  On your mark,
get set, GO!"

   I clicked the start button and saw Principal Newman pull off quick, she
fell back while he helped break her fall.  Her legs flew up and spread all
in one smooth motion.  Stephen dropped at the same time and was already
falling onto her as her legs flew up and out.  Stephen had his dick in hand
and with one smooth motion I saw him flip it right to her cunt.  He pushed
while she simultaneously pulled him into her.  As soon as I saw his hips
thrust forward and stop I tapped the stop button.

   Me; "Freeze!"

   They stopped and I walked over and got down on one knee and bent down to
make sure he was in because it was so fast I couldn't tell from my seat.  I
see his dick is fully inside almost to his balls.  I stood back up and
looked at the stop watch.

   Me; "You were definitely practicing because that was 4.28 seconds.  You
guys are fast, how many times did it take to get below 5?"

   Stephen; "I don't know how many exactly, maybe 25 times Mistress."

   Me; "Good job.  Ok this time we'll try it in reverse.  Go from fucking
to sucking when I say go.  Ready, set, GO!"

   Stephen jumped up pulling Principal Newman up with him.  She had to flip
from her back all the way to her knees before grabbing his dick and getting
it in her mouth.  Tap stop and looked.

   Me; "That was even faster but it looked easier.  3.83 seconds."

   Stephen; "We didn't practice that, we only practiced the other way
Mistress."

   Me; "You're doing great too Principal Newman."

   Principal Newman shook her head up and down and mumbled something
unintelligible with Stephen's dick in her mouth which made not only me, but
Stephen smile as well.

   Me; "This time when I say go, get it in her ass Stephen.  I'm sure you
practiced that so get ready.  I saw them both tense up and position
themselves like runners in a race.  Ready, set, GO!"

   Tap and it starts.  She dropped and Stephen lowered her to the floor
just as before.  He dropped and was both pushing her legs up and out. 
Principal Newman quickly hooked her ankles over Stephen's shoulders as he
grabbed his dick searching for her asshole.  I stepped forward watching
closely and as soon as Stephen pushed and Principal Newman let out a grunt
...

   Stephen; "In"

   I tapped the stop button and looked, Stephen was just inside but only
the very head of his dick was in.  Principal Newman was panting trying to
catch her breath.

   Me; "Sorry guys, not sure what was different but that was 5.67 seconds.
We'll have to go back to sucking.  Ok get ready, set, GO!"

   Tap to start.  Then watched a pretty smooth transition again and as soon
as I saw Stephen's dick get into her mouth.  Tap.

   Me; "Great grea.  That must be easy because this time you got 3.61 even
faster."

   I was really getting into this and felt like I was coaching them.  It
was almost like being back in school but instead of cheer, I was the coach.
Stephen bent down and whispered something to Principal Newman.  I waited
till he raised back up.

   Me; "Ok let's try it again but faster.  Ready, set, GO!"

   Tap, this time Principal Newman grabbed Stephen's hand with her left
hand and flips over then released his hand ending up on her hands and
knees. Stephen drops straight down behind Principle Newman already grasping
his dick.  Principal Newman braces and Stephen found her ass quickly and
thrusts in.  She gasps again and lets out a loud moan.

   Stephen; "In"

   Tap, I look down and see Stephen's dick is a little more than half way
in.  She's still panting hard when I look at the time.

   Me; "Alright!  You did it in 4.92 seconds, just under the wire.  Good
job you two."

   Stephen; "Thank you, Mistress, we worked hard while you were gone."

   Me; I can tell."

   I walk back over to the chaise lounge and lie back.  Looking over at
them with Stephen's dick still in Principal Newman's ass got me thinking.

   Me; "Stephen, without pulling out you two come over here so Principal
Newman can lick one out of me."

   I watch Principal Newman crawling with Stephen pushing to stay embedded.
They turn to the right heading toward the foot of the chaise.  As they
approach the foot I spread my legs, so she can climb onto the chaise
between my thighs.

   I can't help but giggle watching Stephen trying to keep his dick in her
ass while she climbs onto the chaise.  A moment later her knees are resting
on the chaise, her ass is in the air and Stephen is standing behind her. 
Stephen smiles with self-satisfaction and accomplishment.  I look into the
wide eyes of Principal Newman as she briefly hovers over my waiting pussy.
I reach down and pull my skirt up even higher, so I can watch her lick.

   Me; "Start!"

   Principal Newman drops her head and I simultaneously feel that long
tongue dip between my lips and her nose press just above my clit.  Her eyes
are locked with mine as she slowly runs her tongue up between my inner
lips, then up to my clit.  When she closes her lips over my clit, she lets
out a low moan.  I smile and give her a little wink, and she takes a deep
breath and quivers before licking back down.

   I look up at Stephen standing behind her, his dick still buried in
Principal Newman's ass and holding her hips.  I smile at my twin, happy
with him, and for him.

   Me; "Stephen, go ahead and fuck her ass and let's time it like we used
to, and cum at the same time."

   Stephen; "That sounds like fun Mistress."

   Me; "Principal Newman, you can join in if you want to rub one out with
us."

   I hear only a moan from Principal Newman and a quick thrust of her
tongue into me.  Her hand slips down to her cunt as she begins lapping at
my clit.  I close my eyes and feel each thrust as Stephen's dick slams into
Principal Newman, pushing her into me.  A minute later she's stuck her
tongue into me, letting Stephen's thrust push her tongue deeper, simulation
a fucking tongue.  I smile and feel my insides begin to tingle.  I think
about the cock that was thrusting into me only an hour or so ago and feel a
tremor.  Then with a smile I open my eyes and catch Principal Newman's eyes
gazing at me.  Her breath is coming in short gasps.

   Me; "Principal Newman, can you taste anything special in there mixed
with my juices?"

   Principal Newman's eyes widen as she shakes her head confirming she
tastes that unmistakable flavor of a man's cum.  She continues licking
vigorously...

   Me; "I saw Jacob Siena and couldn't resist hooking up with him to check
out that cute butt we talked about.  Turns out he has a nice cock too.  And
you didn't mention he's quarterback this year."

   I see her eyes widen even more, then briefly holds her breath. 
Principal Newman just realized she's licked her schools quarterbacks cum
out of my pussy.  Even I get a thrill thinking about that.

   Me; "Does that taste like the cum of the quarterback who can take City
High to state championship Principal Newman?"

   Again Principal Newman's tongue paused as she thought..

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress it does."

   Me; "How are you doing Steph?"

   Stephen; "I'm close Mistress."

   Me; "Me too, how about you Principal Newman?"

   I see her trembling and shaking her head yes.  I wait and feel my clit
being sucked hard with a tongue pressed against it rubbing.  I wait until I
think I'm too close to stop...

   Me; "Ok everybody wait 10 seconds then cum with me!"

   I clinch my eyes closed and grab Principal Newman's head.  I'm counting
down but don't really care when I cum as long as it's ...

   Me; "NOW!"

   I felt my orgasm building up inside before exploding.  This is going to
be a good one, so I pull Principal Newman's head in tight.  I could feel
her trashing about with her nose pushed into my clit while I ground into
her.  Stephen was groaning aloud as he came and the short thrusts were
helping push Principal Newman's nose tight.  Usually I don't care or react
when a servant is cumming with me but this time I loved that Principal
Newman was cumming with us.  It took several moments before we calmed
enough to release my grip, letting her come up for air.  I looked at
Stephen and saw in his eyes he was spent.  He slowly backed off and I heard
Principal Newman moan when he pulled out of her ass.

   Stephen walked to the side of the chaise and knelt next to it, then
rests his head on my stomach and collapses.  Principal Newman slides back
off the foot of the chaise, leaving her upper body laying between my legs.
I lower my knees and straighten my legs, then rest my right calve over
Principal Newman's shoulder.  We lay for quite some time before I decide
I'm not comfortable and want to go to bed.

   Me; "Alright you two, it's time for bed.  And one of you get some ice
and water."

   An exhausted Stephen slowly gets up followed by Principal Newman.

   Jessica; "This cunt will go get the ice and water Mistress."

   Me; "Ok, Stephen, get me some panties, Jacob kept them tonight, and turn
my bed down please."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   Principal Newman walked out pulling up her stockings and straightening
the garter that Stephen had pulled out of place while fucking her ass.

   I walked to the foot of the bed and started getting undressed.  Putting
my clothes on the bed for Stephen to sort through.  He came over and held
fresh panties at my feet to step into before pulling them up.  Then he
turned down the bed before gathering my clothes.  He looked at each, and
either hung something up, or put it directly into the hamper.

   I walked over, picked up my cell and climbed into bed.  When I saw
Stephen finish with my clothes ...

   Me; "Stephen, come sit down."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   As Stephen walked toward my bed I was happy to see his dick had
completely softened and barely had any swing at all.  I was happy he had
cum at least twice and possibly more than that.  He sat on the bed where I
had patted.  I was laying comfortably propped up with 2 pillows.

   Me; "Stephen, two things.  First, tomorrow morning I need to get up by
9. And second, is there anything special you want for birthday?"

   Stephen; "I can't wake you up tomorrow morning because mother wants me
on the Viagra display from 6 till noon Mistress."

   Me; "Oh, I didn't know mother would have you there.  Fine, I'll set my
phone.  What about birthday?"

   Stephen; "It's not for another week but do you think one of the girls
will let me fuck them Mistress?"

   Me; "It depends on if we come back home or not.  It's on Wednesday, so I
don't think we can because I have to study for tests."

   Stephen; "It's ok if it doesn't work out Mistress."

   Me; "I'll talk to Carrie and Bridget and ask them, but if they don't
want to I can have someone drive up.  Also, if we're not coming home for
birthday I need to tell mother tomorrow."

   Principal Newman came back carrying a tray with ice water and glasses.
She pours us each some, then holding one in each hand, kneels next to the
bed, holding them up to each of us.  We take a glass and sip, Stephen
drinking half the glass before handing it back to her.  After a few more
sips I hand her the glass, and she rises and puts them back on the tray.

   Me; "Principal Newman, put Stephen's cage back on him please."

   As she steps over to get the cage I watch her closely.  Her hips sway
gracefully even wearing those extremely high spikes.  Her breasts are at
least a D cup and still hang well for someone as old as she is.  I've
always liked red hair and envied natural redheads.  Her skin is pale with
freckles scattered about but not extreme like some redheads I've seen.  I
know she has kids and only one small place that may show signs of
stretching but barely noticeable.  Out of curiosity I ask...

   Me; "Principal Newman, how old are you?"

   She had a puzzled look when she answered as if a question ...

   Jessica; "This cunt is 34 Mistress?"

   She knelt next to the bed where Stephen sat and placed the cage on his
dick.  I watched as she held it then locked it up.  She handed me the key
and I put it on the nightstand.

   Me; "How many kids and how old are they?"

   I could sense she was curious where this was going.

   Jessica; "This cunt has a daughter who's 7 and a son who's 5 Mistress."

   I was curious only to know how much care they needed.  Little babies
need more time than hers do.

   Me; "Tell me about your husband."

   Jessica; "The cuckold is 35 and an accountant at the hospital Mistress."

   Me; "When was the last time he fucked you?"

   Jessica; "August 25th Mistress."

   Me; "So 3 months."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Me; "Is he caged?"

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   Me; "Ok I get it.  What are you doing this Wednesday evening?"

   Jessica; "This cunt has a board meeting after school from 4 till 6, then
home to make dinner Mistress."

   Me; "Ok.  Anyway, Stephen, run me a bath.  Principal Newman, do you know
where the warm towels are kept?  Get some."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress."

   Jessica; "Yes this cunt knows and will get some."

   Stephen went to run my bath.  He knows exactly how hot I like the water.
Principal Newman headed out to the linen closet to get warm towels.  I sat
wearing only my panties on the bed while Stephen finished running my bath.

   I hear the water stop and go into the bathroom.  I shimmy out of the
panties while Stephen pulled out a washcloth and body wash.  I slipped into
the hot tub and Stephen placed a hand towel and the end of the tub for me
to lay back on.  As I relaxed against the tub Principal Newman walked in
with warm towels and set them down...

   Me; "Stephen, you may go.  The key is on the nightstand, in the morning
you may come in and unlock yourself for your job."

   Stephen; "Yes Mistress, thank you."

   Stephen left to get some rest and I looked at Principal Newman and said
..

   Me; "You may bath me."

   I closed my eyes as Principal Newman kneel next to the tub.  Relaxing as
she used the body wash and washcloth to gently bath me.  The warmth of the
water, and soft soapy cloth as she rubbed it over my breasts made me feel
so euphoric.  After a half hour of soaking and gentle scrubbing I stood and
stepped out of the tub.  She used the warm towels to dry me as I stood on
the bath mat.  When I was dry and content I stepped to the sink and picked
up my toothbrush.  I turned on the water and held my toothbrush up. 
Principal Newman caught on and uncapped my toothpaste and squeezed some
onto my brush.  When I finished, I handed her my brush to clean up while I
rinsed.  As she took care of cleaning up I walked back into my room and
climbed into bed.

   Me; "Hurry and come to bed Principal Newman."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   After a few minutes Principal Newman walked into the room and I flipped
the blanket back giving her a place to climb in.  She sat on the edge of
the bed and began wiping the bottom of her spike heels.

   Me; "You may take your heels off."

   Jessica; "Thank you but the key to the locks are attached to a chain in
its closet at home Mistress."

   Me; "That's my mom for you."

   She settled into place next to me on her back.  I spent some time
exploring her body.  Her skin was so smooth to the touch and her boobs felt
so perfectly squishy.  I got on my side and took a nipple into my mouth
playing with it.  It stiffened as I gently nibbled.  I ran my hand down
exploring her clit before feeling inside her.  She was very wet but the
pills tend to keep women ready like that.  I felt her everywhere then the
last thing was to kiss her, pushing my tongue into her mouth and tasting
her.  She let out a soft moan and I noticed an increase in the depth of
each breath.  I broke the kiss and rolled over onto my side facing away
from her, getting comfortable.

   Me; "Lightly rub my back all over till I fall asleep.  After I'm asleep
spoon and hold me.  Wake me up at 9."

   Jessica; "Yes Mistress."

   I felt her turning onto her side facing me.  Then the light touch of her
fingers running over my back.  I felt myself easing into a very relaxed
state.  I often have Stephen do this to help me get to sleep, just no
spooning.  I lay here thinking about the next few days and things to do.  I
drift off thinking about Jacob Siena pounding into me and his musky scent
mixed with the smell of strawberry shampoo.  I wonder if he realized he
smelt like that....  Zzz

   End Ch.1