Triplet X Love Times 2
Book Two – Sex High
By DoubleDxxx
(txlt2@yahoo.com)

Chapter One – Family Pet

Lana moaned and moaned as scenes from her erotic dream flashed
by, though she was still more asleep than awake, she could feel
the flood of pussy juice escaping her cunt. She then started
feeling some new sensations, and she started to become aware of
the delightful essence right above her nose.
As Lana finally opened her eyes, she was greeted by a rear end
view of the family pet. Their beloved bitch’s vagina seemed to
blink at her as it opened and closed invitingly every time she
lowered her head and bent down a little.
Lana loved when their pet awoke her this way; on all fours, above
her lapping at Lana’s early morning juices. Lana grabbed the
family pet, nicknamed Honey, from behind, and lowered Honey’s
pussy to her own mouth, loving the taste of early morning cunt
juice herself.
On realizing that Lana was now completely awake, Honey increased
her attack on Lana’s pussy, allowing her tongue to go deep into
Lana’s hole, rather than just lick the clit and outer lips.
Lana felt some stirring beside her and realized that her sister
Ana must be up as well. Letting her eyes go up, she saw that not
only was Ana awake, but she was standing on the floor behind her.
Lana had fallen asleep with her head toward the end of the bed,
so Ana was actually standing in front of their pet’s ass; and
though her head was buried in Honey’s pussy, Lana still managed
to catch a glimpse of Ana bending down behind the bitch. Lana
suspected she knew what Ana had in mind, and when Honey gave a
loud howl in her pussy, followed by a happy yelp, her suspicions
that Ana was now eating Honey’s ass where confirmed.
Their pet’s extremely talented tongue had Lana, who had already
been on the verge of cumming in her dreams, in orgasm heaven
before long. Lana redoubled her effort on Honey’s pussy, wanting
to return the favor just as quickly.
In no time at all she felt their bitch shaking and shaking. She
instantly glued her mouth to their pet’s furry hole and waited
for the powerful flood of cunt juice that always accompanied
Honey’s orgasms.
As her orgasm subsided, Ana began to pet Honey on the back and
behind. She then climbed back on the bed and petted the family’s
one and only pet on the head and behind the ears.
“You are such a good girl, I love you Honey.” Ana said, “and I
can’t wait for you to be able to wake me up like that.”
Lana crawled out of bed from under Honey and looking at her said,
“Honey, why don’t you go fetch Ana and me some nice warm fresh
cum? Pietro should be up. Wait; let me check the monitor to be
sure.”
Going over to the computer, Lana pressed some keys and as she
worked said, “The boys are still asleep, I think we really wore
them out last night; Dad is asleep too; well what do you expect,
he did Mom, Amy, us and the boys, one after another, I didn’t
think anyone could cum that much; Mom is up though, looks like
she’s just starting a shower. I think Amy is getting ready to
make breakfast, but Pietro is just starting to get up now. Quick,
run down there and give him a nice good morning fuck and bring us
that cum girl.”
Honey jumped to the floor on all fours and running to the door
scratched at it waiting for it to be opened.
Lana walked over giving her an exhausted look and opened the
door. Giving a happy bark she ran out.
Ana looked at Lana and said, “You know, I’m really starting to
worry about her, aren’t you Queen?”
Walking over to Ana, Lana got back on the bed and pulled Ana on
top of her kissing her passionately. She then said, “To tell you
the truth Sugar, I’m not half as worried about her as I am about
you.”
Kissing her again Lana brought a hand down between them and
finding Ana’s very wet hole stuck two fingers in it and started
pumping, making sure to give Ana’s g-spot and her clit (which she
rubbed gently with her thumb) equal attention.
Ana moaned into Lana’s mouth, and suddenly breaking off the kiss
said, “Forgive me Queen, but aren’t we breaking an important
rule. Keep on like that and you’ll have me cumming in no time.”
“That’s the idea,” Lana said wickedly,” Ron talked to me last
night, he told me your therapy is up.”
Ana’s eyes shone brightly, and she said excitedly, “It is? So the
ban on Mom, Honey and you is over? What did he say?”
“Well, he said that you are definitely 100% lesbian, that you
will never fall in love with anyone but another girl, and that he
and the boys are proud of you for being able to come out and
admit that. He also said that, on the other hand, you have
totally remembered what it is like to be at least 75% bi- and are
truly enjoying a cock in the fullest way and in all possible
ways: pussy, ass, mouth, tits, his exact words were, ‘you are
addicted to cum’ and the boys and Dad are happy about that.”
“So if everything is okay, why do you say you’re more worried
about me than Honey? I mean she’s been running around on all
fours since Mom and Dad got back almost a week ago. She refuses
to say anything, just bark!”
“Honey knows she only has less than two more days to dedicate to
the role of family pet. Ron already ordered her to be number one
in every class this year. She fully intends to obey her orders.
Ron couldn’t have gotten a more obedient bitch if he had sent her
to obedience school.”
Ana laughed at this and Lana smiled at her, so happy to see her
sister still knew how to laugh. She kissed her again, still
working furiously on her pussy.
“You, on the other hand,” Lana suddenly continued, “do you plan
to stand watch at the entrance of the nude beach again all day
today?”
“I can’t,” Ana said frowning, “I can’t go within 100 feet of the
front entrance or I can get arrested.”
“What are you talking about?” Lana asked surprised?
“The guard got tired of shooing me away, as well as pulling me
out the few times I was able to sneak by him, so he took out a
restraining order against me. It stays active until I’m 18 years
old.
This news so shocked Lana that she couldn’t help but break out
laughing, “A restraining order; well, you have spent most of the
last two weeks camped out there. I guess they got nervous.”
Ana, however, did not find this amusing. “Don’t laugh, that nude
beach is my only hope of ever finding Patty! Before she turned
into Honey, 24-7, I had Hannah, computer genius extraordinaire,
try to find Patty, but without the name of a college, an exact
grade, or even a proper age, I might as well have been looking
for the name Jane Doe.” Ana started crying again. She had wept a
lot since finding and losing her soul-mate 3 weeks earlier, and
with the ban on female orgasms, there wasn’t much Lana could do
to comfort her sister. Now, however, she let three weeks of anger
at her sister acting like a lovesick puppy rush up.
“Oh shut up! Stop crying like there’s no tomorrow. If you and
this Patty are truly meant to be, then you will find her. In the
meantime, you will enjoy every single orgasm the nine other
people in this house, lovingly give you! Not to mention the
Wilson kids. Now turn around, it’s been close to 3 weeks since I
had a taste of Sugar. I’ve almost forgotten what it tastes like!”
Ana stared at her with a smile in her eyes but didn’t move.
Lana looked at her and said, “What are you waiting for, I gave
you an order!”
“Nothing’s wrong my Queen, it’s just that I was thinking that it
has also been almost 3 weeks since I last felt your wrath; you
wouldn’t believe how much I’ve missed it!”
With that she leaned down and after giving Lana another kiss,
turned and assumed a 69 position and presenting her twat to Lana,
began feasting herself.

*****

After leaving the girls’ bedroom, Honey, the family pet, began
her appointed mission of finding some fresh warm cum for Lana and
Ana.
Honey ran all the way down to the basement level where the game
room and servant’s quarters were located. Once there, she ran
passed all the game tables, and, on all fours again, ran through
the open door in the back and into one of the two equally open
doors behind it.
Neither Pietro nor Amy had closed their doors since Stan and
Laura had gotten back from their honeymoon 5 days ago. It was
their way of letting the entire family, and each other, know that
their doors were always open.
“Well, hello Honey,” Pietro said, “As the pet scurried into the
room and lifted her naked ass before him. “Is it time to feed the
bitches already?”
Honey moved her head up and down violently and gave a happy bark
to show this to be true.
Pietro bent down and patted her on the head, as he did; Honey
grabbed the edge of his boxer shorts with her teeth and pulled
them down, freeing his semi-erect cock. Seeing him not fully
hard, she growled disappointedly.
“Well do something about it?” Pietro said, knowing well what she
was thinking.
Honey gave a happy bark and began licking and at times sucking
Pietro’s penis and his balls. Honey didn’t want to suck Pietro’s
cock for long though. This was because the pet knew that Hannah,
her other self, was an incurable cum whore. If Honey got a good
taste of pre-cum, it might just trigger the Hannah in her to not
release Pietro’s cock until the fresh hot supply of Pietro cream
was pouring down her throat. Honey couldn’t let that happen,
she’d been sent on a mission to retrieve the supply for her
beloved Queen and sweet Sugar.
With these thoughts, she regretfully let Pietro’s hard bone, drop
from her mouth, as soon as she felt it at its full size. She then
turned her pussy to him and presented it like a gas tank ready to
be filled.
Pietro wasted no time or words, he simply impaled her and enjoyed
first a slow, gentle fucking as he let his Honey adjust to his
cock in her, then very strong violent thrusts that caused Honey
pain as much as pleasure and she was quickly in a blissful joy.
Honey once more thought how much she loved her master, she knew
it was he that had taught all the males in the household the
proper method for fucking a submissive pain loving bitch like
her. She picked one of her hands off the floor and let it go to
her neck where she once more rubbed her dog collar, which she
wore with pride and joy.
As she felt Pietro about to blow, she tried to control her
emotions; she didn’t want to violently cum again and have
everything Pietro deposited in her escape before she had
delivered it to Lana and Ana.
It was a little hard to keep from cumming as she felt Pietro
filling her to the extreme; he always seemed to be able to cum
twice as much as anyone else. She felt her cunt filled to the
point of exploding, and since he still had some in him, in one
quick move he pulled out of her pussy and rammed his cock into
her ass while it was still flowing.
It took every bit of will power Honey had not to cum after that,
especially as she now felt the glorious hot liquid flowing in her
dirty little hole.
Finally, Pietro stopped cumming and he pulled out of her ass,
turning her around and saying, “I saved a little bit for you, go
ahead, it needs a good cleaning anyway.”
Overjoyed, Honey, no, that is to say Hannah, locked her lips
around Pietro’s cock and sucked and sucked, moving her tongue all
around the head’s crown and sticking it deep into the slit, not
letting a single drop of cum go to waste.
When she finished she looked up at him happily and lovingly.
Pietro thought to himself, “If she had a tail it would be wagging
violently right now.” Out loud he said, “Well, you better get
that upstairs and feed my other little bitches. You should really
use two legs if you don’t want to lose any of it.”
Honey nodded her head in agreement and standing up Hannah said,
“Thanks Pietro, this will make my Queen and Sugar so happy.”
“So you do remember how to talk,” Pietro said mischievously.
Hannah threw him a dirty look and smiled as she walked out the
door, only to feel herself pulled by the arm into the adjoining
room. Before she realized what was happening, she was on Amy’s
bed and Amy was bent over her sucking her pussy clean.
“Amy no,” Hannah begged, “I’m supposed to get that to Lana and
Ana.”
“Oh, so you’re talking today are you? Well good, maybe you’ll
deliver a message to your sisters and remind them that we have a
deal. All the supply of cream down here belongs to me, and they
have the supply on their floor!” Amy gave Hannah’s tits a violent
pinch and Hannah couldn’t hold off cumming any more, the pain was
just too beautiful! As she came all the liquids in her, her own
as well as Pietro’s, flowed into Amy’s eager mouth, she sucked
and licked and drank until Hannah’s entire pussy was cleaned out.
Amy then turned Hannah around and greedily fed on the supply of
Pietro cream in her ass, leaving her as clean as if she’d just
taken a bath.
When Amy was finished she looked at Hannah who now looked back at
her with sad puppy dog eyes and growled a little.
“Oh, you’re back ehhh? Well listen, if you need a refill, I just
saw your father wake up. I was leaving him the paper; your mother
is still taking a bath so maybe he can throw you a bone.”
Honey, who had returned so suddenly, leapt off the bed and ran
all the way across the basement and up the stairs, once more on
all fours. She didn’t stop running until she reached the master
bedroom’s open door and going through quickly leapt on the bed
presenting her rear to Stan.
“Sorry Honey, though I have a giant bone here,” he showed her his
9 inches of fully hard cock, “if you want the treat that goes
with it, you’ll have to become human long enough to do all the
work yourself. I’m still exhausted from last night.”
He lied back down with his boner pointing straight up and Hannah
caught the clue. She stood up on the bed, and straddling her
father, she lowered her well used, yet still extremely tight,
pussy bit by bit onto Stan’s cock until it was completely
enveloped. Stan couldn’t believe how good it felt to have his
cock once more in one of his three new daughters. Since he and
his new wife Laura returned almost a week ago he’d been taking
this opportunity (before he started his new job and the kids
started school) to try to connect with Laura’s three girls (his
girls now too since he’d officially adopted them and given them
his name) as much as possible and he truly loved them all and he
truly felt that they loved him too.
As Hannah rode him, truly doing all the work, Stan felt a sudden
surge of strength and energy and reaching up he pulled Hannah
flat on top of him and gave her a passionate kiss, letting his
tongue duel furiously with hers. Stan then turned around, and
without ever removing his cock from Hannah’s cunt, turned her
with him so that she was now on the bottom and he was the one
doing the work. He continued to kiss her as he humped away.
Hannah was wild with love and lust. Her new dad’s 9 inches was
actually the largest real cock she ever had in her. Before that
Pietro’s 8 inches had held the record. Her sisters and she had
been playing with much larger toys for years, but nothing beat a
true warm blooded cock, except for a true warm blooded cock of a
larger and thicker size.
Hannah suddenly felt her father explode in her and she felt
herself being filled once more. She was once more beyond joy;
especially when after pouring what seemed like several gallons
into her pussy, Stan scooted up his daughter and presented his
slimy now semi-hard cock to her mouth.
“Oh yes,” Hannah thought, “more cum for me!” and as with
Pietro’s, she set to work sucking, licking, reaming every bit of
it, she was amazed when she felt it get super hard once more in
her mouth. She loved its taste; she never wanted to surrender it.
Suddenly, she felt something between her legs, “Oh no,” she
thought, “not again.”
The supply of cum which Hannah had safely in reserve for her
sisters, was being drained once more. She wanted to say
something, but talking would mean having to let this beautiful
cock out of her mouth, and she couldn’t bring herself to do that,
she needed to suck it, and to drain it until it was hard no more.
Not to mention that the tongue working every inch of her pussy
was keeping her from thinking anything except, “NO! Don’t Stop,
Ever!”
Hannah knew it was her mother at work there, only she knew so
perfectly every last joy sensor of her cunt.
Suddenly, Hannah felt Stan’s cock grow even bigger in her mouth
and she knew he was about to blow again, she knew with the supply
in her pussy gone, she should try to conserve this load for Lana
and Ana, but she couldn’t stop herself, she bit her dad’s cock
head gently and felt him blow his load, full force, into her. She
couldn’t believe that it was as large as the first deposit he had
left in her cunt. She drank joyously until she felt her own
orgasm hit and once more she was herself a gusher, this time her
juices pouring into her mother’s eagerly sucking mouth.
When all was over, including the aftermath of her own sexual
high, Hannah got sadly off the bed without saying a word and
without even looking at her mother. She got on all fours again
and Honey ran out of the room and up the stairs. Now what was she
to do?

*****

Hannah had decided it was time to go back to being a human
submissive 24-7, but Honey, the family pet, had been told to, no,
had been ordered to complete an assignment, until Honey finished,
Hannah couldn’t justify returning.
As she passed her master’s room, she heard voices inside and got
excited again, here was the answer! They’d help her and then she
could simply cross over to her room via the connecting bathroom
and deliver the goods.
Honey began to scratch loudly at the door and bark until Don went
over and opened the door.
Rushing inside, she jumped on the bed and presented her empty
holes to her master and John.
“Ron, I think your bitch is in heat,” John said smiling.
“Well she has good timing at least.” Ron said, “Those two have my
cock painfully near exploding.” He threw a glance at the plasma
TV as he said this. Honey followed his gaze and was happy to see
Lana and Ana in full sex mode.
“At least they may not notice how late I am.” She then noticed
the screams coming from nearby for the first time, and looking
again at the screen realized that the Queen was not just in sex
mode, she was in full wrath mode.”
“I only told Lana last night we were lifting the ban,” Ron said,
“I think she’d been dying to be able to unleash her wrath on Ana
for some time.”
“I think Ana had been dying to feel it for just as long.” Don
said.
“Man, if I don’t stick this somewhere soon,” John said, looking
down at his hard cock, “I think I’m going to die.”
“Well,” Ron said, “with my bitch here we have three happy holes
just waiting to be filled.” Grabbing some clamps he always kept
by his bed now, he pinched each of Honey’s nipples painfully, as
well as her clit.
Lying back with his head toward the end of the bed, Ron pulled
his bitch on top of himself and forcefully drilled his cock deep
in her pussy, she gave several happy yelps.
John then climbed on top of her and drilled his hard cock in her
butt making sure it hurt her. He personally didn’t like rough
sex, but he knew it was what the bitch loved.
Don then came around and presented his cock at Honey’s mouth.
Everything that had happened so far had her in a blissful place
already, but this, the simple opportunity to suck another cock,
pushed her over the edge. Hannah started having a massive full
body orgasm that shook her violently from head to toe.
The three Anderson boys continued their drilling of all of
Honey’s holes brutally and without mercy until one by one they
started to cum.  She felt first her pussy, then her ass, and
finally, her greatest reward, her mouth being filled over and
over again.
The joy in her eyes at her abuse and misuse could not be hidden.
She felt her liquids flowing all over her master, and
unfortunately, realized too late, that it wasn’t just cunt juice
flowing.
“Holy shit, Ron,” Don said, “You’re bitch just peed all over our
bed!”
Ron, who had felt the strong flow of warm liquid on his legs
smiled and said, “I think she’s so happy she’s marking her
territory; so she can get back whenever she wants to.”
Hannah had a small laughing fit when she heard this and leaning
down kissed Ron passionately saying, “I love you, Master.”
“She talks!” John said as he got off Hannah. Hannah then got up
and said to Ron.
“I’ll see you later; I have a delivery to complete.”
“Thanks for the relief bitch,” Don said smiling.
“Hey,” Hannah said angrily, “a bitch is a female dog. I’m a
person and only my master talks to me like that!”
As she stepped through the connecting bathroom door to enter her
own room, Don turned to Ron surprised and said, “Since when is
she a person?”

*****

In her room, Hannah found Ana on the corner of the bed still
being drilled by Lana’s 12 inch strap on dildo. Hannah climbed on
Ana and, with her ass facing Lana, presented her cunt to Ana’s
mouth.
While Lana was still drilling Ana, she leaned over toward Hannah
and began feasting on the cream in her ass.
As she once more enjoyed tongues plunging in and out of both her
holes, Hannah said, “Drink up and enjoy, you wouldn’t believe
what I’ve been through to get this to you.” She then gave an
extra happy yelp as Ana reached up and squeezed her boobs while
Lana reached between her legs and squeezed her clit, making
Hannah suddenly realize that all these areas were still clamped.
Smiling she thought, “It’s a miracle my master didn’t clamp my
pee hole too.”
Chapter Two – End of Vacation Bash

With everyone eating breakfast at the same time for once, Amy
prepared the table in the dining room rather that the smaller
kitchen table. As she saw the girls enter she said to Hannah,
“So, you’re on two legs today, I take it that means you’ll be
eating at the table with the rest rather than that dog bowl on
the floor.”
“I probably won’t need my dog bowl again until next summer.”
Hannah said smiling as she took her place at the table.
The boys came into the dining room next, and on spotting Hannah
at the table Don said, “Wow, I guess you really are a person
again.” The boys then smiled and winked at her as they took their
place at the table. If it weren’t for the fact that everyone at
the table was completely naked, they could have been confused for
a normal everyday family.
Lana passed something to Ron saying, “I hope you don’t mind, but
I took the liberty of removing these, they were blocking some
areas I desperately wanted to lick and suck.”
On taking the clamps Ron said, “I wondered where I’d left those.”
“So Hannah,” John said, “you are Hannah now right, because it is
confusing sometimes. Anyway, are you really back for good because
as much as I love my female counterpart in the computer world; I
am going to miss that bitch.”
“Like I was telling Lana and Ana, school starts in just two days
and I figured that after spending almost a whole week as the
family dog, I needed at least 1 whole day to remember how to be
totally human before then.”
“Good, then you can sing at the party tonight rather than bark,”
Don said.
All the girls turned and looked at him. “The party,” Lana
questioned.
“What party,” Ana asked.
“The party we planned two weeks ago. Hosted by Triplet X Love
Times 2 in the backyard,” Ron said.
“The ‘End of Vacation Bash’,” Hannah said suddenly remembering a
conversation a couple of zillion orgasms ago.
“Not to mention a combination birthday celebration for all of
us,” John said, “isn’t it something that we were all born in the
same month?”
“Wouldn’t it have been something if we had all been born on the
exact same day,” Ana said.
“Actually that would have been a bit too weird,” Lana said,
“Anyway, about this party, I hadn’t heard anything more about it
since that day.”
“That’s because we left all the preparations and invitations to
the Wilson kids,” Ron reminded her. “That way we could
concentrate on rehearsing our songs.”
“That’s right,” Ana said suddenly, “I knew we were practicing for
something.”
As Stan and Laura entered and joined their children Stan said,
“Did I hear something about a party?”
“Sorry Dad,” John said, “It’s no adults allowed.”

*****

Later that morning, the kids escaped to the studio in the garage
to rehearse once more before getting things set up for the party.
As they finished the rehearsal John spoke to the girls saying,
“You sound incredible, as always!” To Hannah in particular he
said, “you especially, since you haven’t been at our last 3
rehearsals.”
“I have so been here,” Hannah argued.
“Yeah,” Don said, “you were lying on the floor scratching your
ears with your back foot.”
“But the important thing is that I was here and could hear
exactly how you wanted things done,” Hannah said smiling.
“Actually Sis,” Lana said, “What you were doing was keeping us
from rehearsing better. If you remember, every time you would
raise your foot to your ear, opening up that beautiful wet cunt
of yours, one of these three would stop playing and go stick
their cock in it.”
“Hey,” John defended, “I can remember you and Ana stopping in the
middle of some songs to stick your tongues in there too!”
“He’s right Lana,” Ana admitted, “but who was going to resist
such an open invitation?”
“The important thing,” Ron said a little annoyed, “is that we
managed to get ready somehow.” Then looking over at Hannah he
said, “and Honey, I meant to tell you, I prohibit you from ever
disrupting rehearsals like that again. UNDERSTAND?”
“Yes Master!” Hannah said grinning.
Turning to Lana and Ana, he added, “That goes for you two also.
Especially,” he said looking at Ana, “for you. You are supposed
to be in charge of the band, and somehow I’ve ended up with the
job.”
“Well I’ve been in some serious therapy these last two weeks,
remember?” Ana said this a bit annoyed then added, “but I promise
to take care of things now that my therapy is over.
They heard the studio door open and Debbie and Katrina entered
and walked over to them.
Lana looked at the Wilson girls clothes and said, “Hey, what’s
that? You know the rules by now!”
Debbie gave a small sigh and Katrina a big smile as they got out
of their clothes and left them lying in a bundle on the ground.
“Next time remember that the cabinet outside is there to hang up
your clothes before you come inside!” Lana exhorted.
“Not that I in any way mind,” Katrina said eyeing all the naked
Anderson kids, “but doesn’t practicing in the nude throw your
rhythm off in any way? Especially you Donny,” she said walking
over to him, “sitting at those drums with this long hard
drumstick just waiting to be used.” She dropped to her hands and
knees in front of him and said forcefully, “use it!”
Don only studied Katrina’s open pussy for a moment before ramming
his erect cock in her cunt and starting a slow fuck rhythm.
“So I take it you bring news of the party tonight,” Lana said
going over and lying in front of Katrina so Katrina would bury
her mouth in Lana’s pussy as Don fucked her.
“Well,” Debbie said, rolling her eyes at her sister, “We’ve only
gotten confirmation from around 300 of the students, but we’re
pretty sure that more will show up, plus, we got a tip that at
least two of the other high schools are planning to crash the
party. We decided it’ll be best not to stop them; we don’t want
to start a turf war over possession of you six.”
Debbie suddenly noticed the shocked look on the Anderson kids and
stopped talking giving John a, “is something wrong” look.
“300 plus students,” John questioned. “Debbie, when we talked
about a combination end of vacation and birthday bash, we were
thinking on the level of you inviting around 20 of the most
decent (preferably sexually active) kids from our year here to
the studio for some music, dancing, cake and hopefully a little
Anderson type fun. How did we end up with 300 plus guests and
where are we suppose to host a party like that?”
Seeing he was upset, Debbie walked over to him and hugged him
giving him a tender kiss, she then dropped her hand to his cock
and placing it at the entrance of her cunt impaled herself. As
John calmed down a little, working his cock in and out of her,
she said, “This is a birthday party for you; everything is being
taken care of. The six of you have to do nothing except show up
and play 2 or 3 sets between 6 P.M. and Midnight tonight.”
“Show up,” Ana asked suspiciously, “where exactly?”
“At the school auditorium of course,” Debbie answered, moaning as
Ron stepped behind her and impaled her ass. “We also have
permission to use the cafeteria to serve the cake and soda.”
“You have cake and soda for 300 plus kids?” Hannah asked
incredulously.
“Yeah,” Katrina said, raising her head from Lana’s pussy for a
moment. “The Wise kids arranged for these incredible giant cakes,
one for each of you, with a small statue of you on top. That’s
Henry and Martha Wise, by the way; their parents own the local
bakery.” With that, Katrina buried her face once more in Lana’s
twat.
“And the Clinton kids, Jack and Jerry, provided us with several
cases of soft drinks. Their parents own the supermarket in the
mall.” Debbie said.
“Did you say from 6 to midnight,” Ana questioned.
“Six hours,” Hannah said, “that’s pretty long isn’t it?”
“Well you won’t be alone, ‘the Riverdale Rockers’ another local
band from our school will be playing between your sets.”
“Yeah,” Katrina said, torturing Lana by once more interrupting
her sucking just as Lana had been about to cum, “and ‘Cool Carl’
and ‘Loud Leo’ are going to alternate the DJ duties, they both go
to your high school also.”
“FINISH ME ALREADY!” Lana screamed.
“Oh,” Katrina said smiling wickedly, “sorry don’t know how I
could have forgotten.” She bent down and sticking two fingers in
Lana’s twat, pumped furiously and then, biting Lana’s clit,
pulled her fingers out rapidly and glued her mouth to Lana’s hole
just as she exploded like ‘Old Faithful’.
After a good and very long drink that left Lana weak and
helpless, Katrina said, once more smiling, “You’re as reliable as
‘Old Faithful’ Lana.”
Hardly able to talk Lana gave Katrina a wry smile and said,
“You’re evil!”
“I’ll say,” Don commented from behind her. “I’ve been pumping her
forever and she refuses to cum for me!”
“I cum when I want to cum!” Katrina said defiantly, “no one makes
me cum.”
“So you’ve said,” Don said a little annoyed, “and I respect that,
but that little ‘in no way are you to cum before me’ rule of
yours puts me in a bit of a mess, because girl, I have been
ready!”
“Well, I am a bit thirsty,” Katrina admitted dislodging Don’s
cock and turning, “I give you permission to cum in my mouth.”
With that she sucked Don’s cock in.
Lana, who was still on the floor, saw Katrina’s spread legs and
she had a perfect view of Katrina’s open pussy, her swollen and
over-sized clit, and her rosebud. She slowly slid behind Katrina
and when she was sure Don had started to cum, she simultaneously
stuck the index finger of one hand deep in Katrina’s ass, three
fingers from the other hand in Katrina’s open twat and Lana then
glued her mouth to Katrina’s super-swollen and currently super
sensitive clit. As Lana started pumping all fingers furiously,
and bit Katrina’s clit, a scream escaped from around Don’s
exploding cock; Katrina, however, didn’t stop sucking and
drinking Don’s offering for a second. Lana knew that Katrina was
even more of a cum whore than Hannah (if that was possible) and
that once she started drinking she would never risk losing a
single drop of cum, Lana therefore took the opportunity to force
a massive orgasm on Katrina and as Don finished cumming, Katrina
fell to the ground screaming loudly as Lana continued pumping
away at both her pussy and ass.
Debbie, who totally enjoyed watching Katrina being sexually
dominated (her younger sister had been mercilessly dominating
both her and her brother since she hit puberty) gave a scream of
her own as, sandwiched between John and Ron, she started to cum
violently herself. John and Ron took this as a signal to let go
of their own orgasms and they flooded Debbie’s cunt and her ass
with cum.
Lana finally pulled her fingers out of Katrina’s pussy and
started drinking her flowing juices, taking the opportunity to
violently tongue fuck her and make her cum again and again.
After around 15 minutes of this, and Katrina’s repeated pleas for
it to stop, Lana finally relinquished control of Katrina to Don
who went over and bending down over Katrina started kissing her
as he squeezed her tits.
Lana in the meantime looked over at Debbie and found her in a 69
with Ana who cleaning out John’s cum in her pussy while Hannah
leaning over Debbie cleaned out Ron’s cum from her ass. Soon it
was obvious that Debbie was cumming again too, and if she wasn’t
screaming as usual, it was only because her tongue and mouth were
busy in Ana’s pussy.
After everyone had a time to catch their breath, and come back to
their senses, Katrina looked angrily at Lana and said, “That
wasn’t fair; you sneaked up on me!”
“Well I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy yourself.” Lana said
mischievously.
Katrina went over to Lana and hugging her bent down bringing Lana
to the ground with her, as she ended up lying flat on top of
Lana, Katrina said, “Who said I didn’t like it my Queen.” Katrina
then locked lips with Lana and as their tongues dueled they
locked legs around each other squishing their breasts against one
another and Katrina rubbed her brunette cunt against Lana’s blond
one, at times actually pumping her large swollen clit in Lana’s
twat.”
“Looks like those two are going to be in a domination war for a
while,” John said, helping Debbie up. “Tell me something, with
the way you two scream when you cum, how is it possible for your
parents not to know that you have been sexually active for
years?”
“It’s not,” Debbie said, “Mom even walked in on the three of us
in action once.”
“And she didn’t say anything?” Hannah said.
“Or at least ask to join you,” Ana added.
“Yeah,” Don said, “if they didn’t want to stop you, it usually is
because they wouldn’t mind joining you.”
“Well Mom just smiled at us,” Debbie said, “and walked out. She’s
never mentioned it, and neither has Dad, but we’re sure she told
him.”
“Well that’s weird,” John said, “anyway, about the school
concert, at what time can we go set up the equipment?”
“Oh yeah,” Debbie said suddenly remembering something, “That’s
what we came to tell you, Jason will be by at around 3 P.M. to
pick up all of your equipment, Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos
will be helping him. They’ll be coming in Harry’s van, so they’ll
have plenty of room for everything, even you six if you want to
go early and personally manage the stage set.”
“Maybe we’ll do that,” John said throwing an eye at where Katrina
and Lana were still trying to dominate each other. They were both
obviously on the verge of cumming, but neither wanted to be the
one forced to cum first. John walked over to them and bending
down behind Katrina rapidly stuck a finger up her ass causing her
to scream and let go of her defenses making her once more cum
strongly. Lana breathing a sigh of relief then allowed herself to
orgasm strongly as well. “I expect we’ll all be more relaxed by
then,” John finished smiling.

*****

As their equipment was packed up later that afternoon, John
caught Lana throwing him a dirty look, she hadn’t spoken to him
since band practice and he was starting to get annoyed. Going
over to her he said, “Come on, you can’t still be angry at me.”
“I could have beaten her without your help!” Lana said coldly.
“Well the point is you didn’t have to do it alone. Katrina needed
a small reminder that when it comes to Triplet X Love Times 2, if
you take on one of us, you take on all of us. You needed a little
reminding of that yourself. Plus, you were about to explode and I
couldn’t let an outsider beat one of us.”
“I was not about to explode!” Lana screamed furiously.
“Lana,” John said calmly, “I’ve seen you cum a zillion times now,
I could recognize that look on your face.” As he said this he
smiled at her.
Lana smiled back and said, “Okay, I admit it, I was about to
blow, but it was more over the thought that she could actually
use that damn beautiful super-large clit of hers like a small
cock, than from the actual sensations. I’m telling you, and this
is just between you and me for now, if there is one girl that
temps me to cross over completely like Ana has, it’s Katrina.”
“It would never work though,” John said, “the two of you are too
much alike.”
“Yeah,” Lana said frowning, but then, quickly smiling she added,
“but I bet we could be most ‘fucking’ best friends around.”
“Hey you two,” they heard someone say, “are you coming or what;
everything is ready.”
As they stepped out of the studio, where they had gone to check
for anything they might have forgotten, Ron said, “So, did you
find anything?”
“No,” John said throwing Lana a nod, “I think we have everything
covered.”
“Yeah,” Lana agreed. “We have everything.”
Harry Fuller’s van turned out to be a 15 passenger Dodge Ram 3500
with, as promised, more than enough room for everything, but,
since the Andersons decided to pack their equipment in its usual
trailer, which they attached to the back of the van, the van
itself seemed much larger than necessary. Even with eleven people
in it. As well as the Andersons, the van passengers included, the
3 Wilson kids (Katrina kept throwing looks at Lana that
alternated between, “I’m going to kill you” and “Will you marry
me”), Jennifer Ramos (whom the Andersons understood had actually
taken over the entertainment coordination) and Harry Fuller who
was driving. During the long ride to the school, the Andersons
talked to (or rather interrogated) these last two intensively,
the Andersons couldn’t quite put their finger on it, but there
was something very strange about this pair.

*****

“Oh—My—GOD!” Hannah screamed as the van finally pulled into the
school parking lot. She was the only one that had found a voice
to talk. Everyone else was just too shocked.
John finally said, “How far does it go?”
“Around the next three or four blocks,” Jennifer answered calmly.
“How are we supposed to get around that mob of people and how are
they supposed to fit in the same auditorium at once,” Don asked.
“The auditorium holds 25 rows of 40 seats; that’s 1000 people. To
cut down on attendance we started two lines and said that anyone
willing to donate 20 dollars could get on the donation line and
that everyone on that line would be allowed to enter first.”
As Jennifer explained this, John threw another look at the giant
multi-block line or teenagers and said, “I only see one line,
guess no one wanted to donate ehhh?”
“Actually,” Jennifer said, “That’s the donation line. No one
wanted to risk losing their place on the line so they all coughed
up the 20 bucks. We used the school computer to print up the
thousand tickets and passed them around last night.”
“Wait a second,” Hannah said, “you sold 1000 tickets at 20
dollars a piece for them to be here tonight! That’s--”
“—20,000 dollars, yeah, I was trying to figure a decent way to
split it between the other band and two disc jockeys but they all
agreed that since they had planned to do this as a free birthday
gift to you, you can keep it all.” Hearing three loud thuds
behind her, Jennifer looked around and saw John, Ron and Don each
trying to give one of the Anderson girls some air. “What
happened,” she asked concerned.
“It’s all right,” John said, “they all just seem to have fainted,
good thing we’re here so early, they’re going to need some
serious relaxation time before the concert.”

*****

Two hours later, as Debbie and Katrina helped the girls into
their costumes (after a long and satisfying period of relaxation
‘exercises’) Lana said, “so tell me some more about Harry and
Jennifer, I mean, they seem nice enough, but I kept getting a
strange vibe from them I really don’t know what.”
“Yeah,” Hannah said, “that Harry was weird. I noticed he wouldn’t
give any of us a second look, but he wouldn’t stop checking out
the front of the boys shorts.”
“Well Harry may not have wanted to give us a second look, but
Jennifer not only wouldn’t stop looking at us, she pulled me to
the side and after winking at me passed me her phone number and
said, “when you’re ready to come out, call me.” Ana held up a
piece of paper and added, “I don’t know what she meant.”
“They might be easier to understand when you know that they are
the co-Presidents of the ‘Gay and Lesbian Society’,” Katrina said
helping Ana on with her long boots.
“Gay and Lesbian Society,” Ana said surprised, “but how did—I
mean what did she mean—” Ana couldn’t quite get her words out and
Lana decided to talk instead.
“So, a Gay and Lesbian Society, that means that students can
proudly proclaim who they are in High School without fear of
being mocked.”
“Not really,” Debbie said sadly, “those that go to their meetings
know it’s like painting a bulls-eye on their backs, but most of
them don’t care what other people think. The majority of the
members are activists like Jennifer. She actually sued the school
last year for the right to open the club.”
“Wow,” Ana said, somewhat impressed, “that’s brave; I don’t think
I could ever be brave like that.”
When they had all finished dressing, Ana made a final inspection
of their costumes and frowning at Hannah said, “Honey, I’m sorry;
you can not wear your dog collar on stage. We are supposed to all
look exactly alike. Now take it off.”
Hannah looked horrified at the thought, but finally, nodded and
taking it off, passed it to Debbie for safe keeping.
Lana noticed the frown on Hannah’s face; she actually looked like
she wanted to cry. “It’s okay,” Ana said, “you’ll have it back
soon enough.”
“I know,” Hannah said, “it’s just that I feel so naked all of a
sudden.”
Coming from a girl that had just spent the last 5 to 6 days
totally naked, and was now wearing the most she had worn in 3
weeks, this statement sounded so absurd that they all, even
Hannah herself, started cracking up with laughter, all final
pangs of nervousness washing away from them.

*****

As the applause finally died down a little, Debbie took the
podium in the corner of the stage and said, “We thank Triplet X
Love Times 2 for that super-awesome first set! They will be back
in half-an-hour with their 2nd set of the night. Now I leave you
with ‘Loud Leo’!”
As more applause was heard, and someone else took the stage, the
Andersons could see from back stage Debbie turn and almost run
toward them. She gave a leap and landed right in John’s arms and
somehow, her lips managed to land on his.
“Umm,” Lana said, “so I take it WE sounded alright?”
Debbie finally stopped kissing John long enough to say, “Do you
really have to ask?”
“Well no,” Lana said, “but from the reward you were giving John I
thought you needed reminding that it wasn’t a solo act,” she
smiled as she said this.
Smiling back, Debbie took a quick look around and when she was
sure no one else could see them, she grabbed Lana and gave her as
hot and intimate a kiss as she had just given John.
“Okay,” Ana said, “that’s enough of that, for now anyway, what do
we do next?”
“Well,” Debbie said releasing Lana, “you should all go and cut
your cakes in the cafeteria. I just was a picture of each of you
making the first cut.”

*****

As they walked into the cafeteria they were greeted by a loud
chorus of “Happy Birthday to You” by a rather large group of
students. The cafeteria was to be used for scheduled
intermissions throughout the concert night, but students were
free to take a break as they pleased; and it obviously pleased a
lot of them to take breaks when Triplet X Love Times 2 wasn’t on
stage.
As Debbie then led the Andersons through some back doors, into
the kitchen area, they froze when they saw the six giant cakes
with figurines of each of them on top.
“Holy cow,” John said looking at one of the miniature statues,
“it’s me; blue belt and necklace stone and all!”
“Hey,” Lana said, “here I am, an ‘L’ on both the costume and the
necklace.”
“We’ve only been active here for 3 weeks,” Ana said, “How could
anyone get all these details so perfect?”
Then, suddenly freezing, all the Andersons turned and looking at
the Wilson kids shot them a bit of an angry look.
A little nervous, the Wilsons all smiled and said once more,
“Happy Birthday!”
The Andersons eased up a little and smiling back said, “Thank
You!”
As pictures were taken of each of them cutting their cakes, they
were handed the figurines on top as memorials and Debbie then led
them all back into the cafeteria to eat their cake and have
something to drink.
In a table in the center of the cafeteria they received another
surprise.
“Mom, Dad, Amy, Pietro—what are—”
“Hey,” Stan said, “we missed your first big concert in this town;
did you really think we’d miss the 2nd one too?”
“Happy birthday kids,” Laura said.
“Thanks Mom,” they all said as they sat and ate cake while
waiting for the next set.
“You know,” Ron said, leaning over and whispering to John, “A
person can get to enjoy this attention thing.”
“Yeah,” John said, “but they can also let it go to their heads
too.”
Chapter Three – The Mistress of Pain and her Secret Lair
The next afternoon John called a meeting of the band in the
studio, he seemed extra happy about something.
The concert the night before had been a—well the words ‘complete
success’—just doesn’t start to cover what the night had been.
However, by the end of the concert all the Anderson household,
even the adults that were not on stage working, were pretty tired
out. When they finally got home, everyone went straight to bed
for once and ended up sleeping in late.
Now, as all the kids entered the studio, they still had sleepy
looks, as well as inquisitive ones on their faces.
“I know you’re all a bit tired still,” John began, “God knows I
am, look at this cock of mine, it hasn’t sprung to life all day,”
he looked at the girls and smiling said, “and just being in the
same room with those incredible naked bodies of yours is usually
enough to have it at full size. Anyway though, since we start
school tomorrow, I wanted to figure out by the end of today what
should be done with this.” He pulled out what appeared to be a
bank passbook from under the computer keyboard.
“What is it,” Lana asked.
“It’s a bank book,” Hannah said in an ‘isn’t that obvious’ tone,
“the real question is whose is it?”
“It belongs to Triplet X Love Times 2,” John said, “and it holds
$20,000.00.”
“You’re kidding,” Ana said, “I thought that Jennifer girl was
just pulling our legs, I mean, she didn’t mention anything more
about it.”
“Probably because her first mention of it left you three so
freaked out,” Ron said smiling.
“Well, she gave this to me after we finished our last set,” John
said, “I decided to let you all get a good night's sleep before
mentioning it.”
“So what should we do with it?” Don asked.
“Well, we can split it evenly among all of us and everyone does
what they want,” Ron suggested.
“No,” Ana said strongly, “this is the bands money and we should
use it solely for the band!”
“What,” Lana said, “like for new instruments and costumes?”
“Our instruments are already brand new,” Don said, “and as for
your costumes, NEVER change them.”
“Personally,” John said, “I agree with Ana, that this is the
bands money and it should be used exclusively for the band, which
is why I had a bit of a suggestion myself.”
“And that is—” Lana said dubiously.
“Well, we’ll all be sixteen by the end of this month,” John said,
“old enough to have driver’s licenses…”
“You want us to buy a vehicle for the band,” Ana said with a
smile.
“I like that idea,” Ron said, “but 20,000 dollars won’t get us
much of van and any vehicle for the band should definitely be a
large van, at least.”
“But if we all agree, we can talk to Mom and Dad; let them know
we have the down-payment and ask them to put up the rest as our
birthday and if necessary even our Christmas gifts this year. You
decide,” John said.
“If Mom and Dad agree to put up the rest on a good van,” Lana
said, “I’m in!”
“But it has to be a new van,” Ana said, “nothing used.”
“And we have to agree to have equal use of it when not in use for
the band!” Don added strongly.
“Let’s do it,” Ron said.
“Well, my master’s vote is my vote!” Hannah said, “So I guess
it’s unanimous.”
“Great,” John said, “We can talk to Mom and Dad at dinner
tonight.”

“Wow,” Ana said as the girls walked back to their room. “The
Triplet X Love Times 2 tour van, do you think there’s a chance
Mom and Dad will agree to it?”
“Well,” Lana said, “John had some pretty convincing arguments
ready. I think the one about the school being so far away and
that with our own van we wouldn’t need to wait for anyone else to
drive us there will probably win it for us in the end.”
As they entered the room Hannah said, “Oh, I forgot, I was going
to get a cup of coffee. Anyone want anything?”
Lana grabbed Ana and pulling her on the bed said, “What I want to
drink is right here,” and she buried her head in Ana’s cunt.
Hannah rolled her eyes a second and stepped out.
As she walked down the hall toward the stairs, she noticed a
light on the ceiling start to blink. “Oh come on,” Hannah (the
electronics genius) thought, “we haven’t been in this house 3
weeks, well 5 if you count the 2 weeks the boys were here before
us, still, the lights can’t be dying already.”
Hannah looked closely at the ceiling and realized that she hadn’t
really taken a notice of it until now. “I never noticed how
beautiful those hall lamps really are, and those chandeliers are
exquisite!”
As she studied the two chandeliers, her eyes drifted to the
almost blank space on the ceiling between them, she especially
caught sight of the ugly metal round hook that seemed so out of
place, “Maybe someone had a large plant hanging from there once,”
Hannah thought at first.
Hannah wasn’t sure why this caught her attention so much, but she
figured it was because its location was so mathematically
disproportionate to the rest of the items on the ceiling.
Sometimes being a mathematician could be a curse.
She walked over to it and kept looking up at the ceiling, there
was something wrong here; Hannah didn’t know how she could have
failed to see it before.
Hannah looked around the hall for something long and with a
curved end, spotting the umbrella stand, she saw several
umbrellas but thought, “They won’t work”. Hannah then noticed a
metal cane among them and thought, “But that might be strong
enough.”
Grabbing the cane, she walked over and stood right under the
circular hook, stretching, she tried to hook it with the end of
the cane. After a few failed tries, she finally hooked it and
thought, “Well, now let’s see if my hunch is right.” Hannah
pulled down, it required a bit of force, but she finally smiled
as she brought the ceiling down with her, or rather the trap door
on the ceiling which had stairs on the other side. She took the
cane out of the hook and returned it to the umbrella stand.
“I knew it!” Hannah thought excitedly, “an attic room.” She ran
up the stairs and instantly found a light switch and turned on
the lights.
Once the lights were on, she quickly found a rope that was used
to manually raise the stairs back up and re-seal the ceiling
below. Doing that, she thought, “now let’s take a good look at
this room.”
Hannah was standing in a very large room, and at first glance,
she thought there was nothing in it, but then, she realized that
there were several large covers throughout the entire room, and
there was obviously furniture under them.
Hannah slowly began to fold the dust covers, making sure not to
spread, what appeared to be, a decades worth of dust on the
protected furniture below.
“Wow!” Hannah thought as she looked around the blood red room she
was in. Everything from the curtains on the windowless wall, to
the bed sheets of the incredibly large circular bed in the center
of the room was a very provocative and almost erotic red.
In front of the bed was an old, old fashioned, TV with an old VCR
on top and several video cassettes. They were apparently home
movies and they all began with the words “The Mistress of Pain
and” in the handwritten title.
Wondering if this ancient equipment could still work (it seemed
very well preserved) Hannah hit the on button of the TV and it
powered on. Nothing however could be seen except for snow. Hannah
then hit the power button of the VCR, and noticing that there was
already a tape in it, hit the play button.

A whip cracked as a picture focused on a woman dressed in thin
red leather and a mask saying, “You suck my pussy! Suck it ‘til I
cum!”
Hannah noticed that the Mistress’ costume had holes where the
tits, pussy and ass coverings would normally be, these areas were
therefore all exposed. In fact, Hannah suddenly realized, her
whole back is, Hannah hadn’t noticed before because she was
wearing a cape.
“She sort of looks like Catwoman, in hot red. Man she has a nice
cunt. Her boobs aren’t bad either.”
Hannah sat on the bed to watch the movie and gave a little
scream. As soon as she sat, the bed started to vibrate.
“Wow, a vibrating bed; that is so cool.”
She lay flat on her stomach and let the beds vibrations rush
through her naked cunt and clit as well as the nipples of her
boobs; Hannah then watched as the Mistress’ first slave went to
work on her pussy, she then saw the Mistress crack her whip again
and when she pulled it back, it was tied around the neck of a
young girl.
“She can’t be older than me,” Hannah thought.
“While your brother takes care of my lower region, darling, you,
you will take care of my tits,” and using the whip pulled the
young girls head right onto one of her boobs, “do it right!”
The young girl immediately began to suck her tit hard and fast,
grabbing the other one with her hand and squeezing and pinching
it.
“More!” The Mistress screamed, “I need to feel more! I need toys
tonight, many, many toys!” She cracked her whip again and when
she pulled it back it was around the waist of 10 to 11 year old
girl.
“Your brother and sister are helping me to calm down girl, but I
need more HELP!”
“Tell me what you need me to do my mistress.” The girl said.
“I need you to suck my ass. I need to feel your tongue deep in
me. Can you do that girl?”
“Yes my mistress, my true love,” and she walked around the
Mistress and started working on her butt.”
Hannah felt herself getting very hot, whether because of the
action on screen or because of the vibrations on her clit she
wasn’t sure, “It’s probably both,” Hannah thought gasping.
“I still have a tit without a mouth, that hand is not enough,
this isn’t good!” Grabbing the young lady on her breast by her
red hair and pulling her up she said, “Bring me another mouth to
feed, NOW!”
The young lady scampered off the screen only to return a few
minutes later with what appeared to be an 8 to 9 year old naked
boy. Except for the Mistress, all those on screen were totally
naked. “Sort of feels like home, “Hannah thought smiling.
“My mistress,” the young lady said, “this is my youngest brother,
he too is yours today.”
The Mistress presented her tit to the little boy and he began
feasting joyously. The Mistress then took him in her arms and she
signaled the young lady to return to her other boob.
“All she needs is something to suck herself,” Hannah thought, “Oh
shit!”
Hannah was shocked when she saw the Mistress bend her head and
start sucking the young boys little cock as he continued sucking
her boobs.
Hannah suddenly felt her cunt juices flowing and she realized
that she was in the middle of a massive orgasm. After several
minutes, in which Hannah thought she would dehydrate from the
gallons of cunt juice she was losing, she tried to force herself
down from the sexual high she was in, but she couldn’t break the
orgasm.
“Ohhhh mmmmyyyyy GGGooooodddd—” she thought, “ththththiiiissss
isss grreaaat!!!” However, great as she felt, she knew she had to
stop it somehow. “I have to get—get—get off this bbbeeeddddd!”
She thought. She realized that it was the vibrations going
directly to her clit and cunt that were keeping her in orgasm,
but she couldn’t bring herself to pull away.
Finally, using every source of will power available, she rolled
strongly to her side, and kept rolling, she rolled right off the
bed and, WHUP! She fell right onto the soft round rug that
surrounded the circular bed. She just lied there for several
minutes looking to regain her strength.
“That’s right, suck away my little boy; drink all that juice so
you will be a good strong young man one day. Amy, since your
brother and sister are a little busy there on the rug, why don’t
you climb up here and give me something to drink. This bed is too
big for just your baby brother and me anyway.”
Hannah seemed to be hearing these words miles away, but some of
the words seemed to pull her closer to reality: the name of the
youngest red-headed girl, Amy, the mention of a big bed, and the
mention of a rug on the floor.
Hannah looked at the screen and she saw the older siblings in a
69 on the very rug she was now lying on; on the bed above was the
Mistress, lying on her back with the little boy between her legs
sucking wildly at her pussy. Amy was climbing over the Mistress
and straddling her face, the Mistress then began exploring Amy’s
pussy with her tongue.
“Well that’s one mother that loved her kids as much as Mom,”
Hannah thought smiling; she had no doubt that the kids the
Mistress was playing with were her own. The fact that they all,
the Mistress included, had the same deep red hair seemed to
confirm this; a deep red hair, by the way, that she had been
seeing for the last 3 weeks on someone else.
Hannah finally felt enough strength to explore the room a bit
more. She noticed that the room actually connected to two other
rooms, one on either side.
“Holy Cow,” Hannah thought as she walked into one of the rooms.
“SHIT, now this is a BATH room!”
The room she was standing in was around the size of a small
bedroom. On first stepping in there was a toilet bowl on the
right hand and a hand sink with mirrored medicine cabinet on the
left. The entire rest of the room was made up of a bath tub large
enough for around 8 people to sit in comfortable.
“I bet I can swim in that thing” Hannah thought.
Turning around, she decided to take a peek at the other room. As
she stepped through the door, her eyes popped and her mouth
dropped open. “What is this place,” she thought, “a 14th century
dungeon in an attic?” Hannah walked over to what appeared to be a
rack, a sort of long table with chains on the arms and legs and a
wheel to stretch people into pure anguish. In front of this was a
stock, with holes for a person’s ankles and wrists. There were
chains throughout the walls also.
Looking toward the other wall, Hannah saw all sorts of spanking
pads and whipping tools hanging from the wall: whips, belts, pads
of all sizes and shapes and even, and this shocked Hannah, some
stun guns, “I didn’t even know they had anything like that back
then.”
Hannah turned her attention to one final item in the room, a
large double door wardrobe cabinet against a third wall.
On opening the double doors Hannah screamed “Oh my God, I’ve been
transported to Erotic Narnia!”
Hanging on the inner doors were: dildos (vaginal, anal, strap-on,
rubber, metal, vibrating, long, short, thick, thin and even
remote controlled ones), anal bead strings (small, large,
graduated, vibrating), collars, leashes and (Hannah looked
puzzled) feathers?
Hannah picked up a remote control ‘kit box’ for careful
investigation and possible future use. She then looked in the
wardrobe itself (as the majority of what she had been looking at
was hanging from the inner doors and found negligees of various
colors but all meant to be extra tempting and super-sexual, and
Hannah found…
“Wow, it’s her!” Hannah pulled out a hanger with the Mistress’
complete costume, she looked at the mask and grabbing it, she put
it on, suddenly, an evil smile formed on Hannah’s face, she bent
down in the wardrobe and pulled out a mace like spray can with
the words ‘Knock-out’ on it. Closing the door she looked at
herself in the wardrobe mirror and said wickedly, “I need toys
tonight, many, many toys!”
Chapter Four – The Mistress Reborn
“So Mom, Dad, what do you think,” John asked, “is it a fair
deal?”
“Hmmm,” Stan said as he took a bite of his ham, “So you have 20
thousand and you want us to put up the rest for a good van,
possibly between 60 and 70 thousand for the purchase,
registration and insurance for new drivers; and this van is for
use by the band.” He took another bite of his ham and said, “in
return we give you no presents this year for your birthday or
Christmas.”
Laura looked at him as he looked thoughtfully at his ham, “What
do you think, Stan,” she asked.
“Well, they having their own van can definitely be helpful, but,
I need to think better about exactly how many birthday and
Christmas gifts our share would truly be worth. I am an
accountant remember! Not to mention that—” he looked over his
shoulder and called, “Amy can I get that special bottle.” Turning
back he said, “what was I saying, oh yeah, not to mention—” Amy
came rushing in with a box about the size of a champagne bottle.
“Here you are sir, just imported.” She looked around the table
and stopping on Hannah gave a small scream.
“Amy, what’s wrong?” Everyone said.
“Oh,” Amy said, catching herself before saying anything
suspicious, “felt a little dizzy for a second.”
“You haven’t been sampling that imported champagne have you?”
John asked suspiciously, “You know what it can do to you,
especially since no one in this house drinks alcohol.”
Amy smiled a bit, but unable to hold back she asked, “Hannah,
pet, are you trying to channel Michael Jackson, because really
that should be white if you are.”
Everyone turned their eyes to Hannah and for the first time that
whole night noticed that she was wearing a long red leather glove
on one hand.
“Oh,” Hannah said, “my hand was hurting a little and I put this
on to keep a little pressure on it. I hope I’m not getting carpel
tunnel already, I have been on a computer since I was like 1 year
old.”
“Not to mention the number of hand jobs you’ve been giving
lately.” Lana said smiling.
“You mean like this,” Hannah said, suddenly grabbing Ron’s cock,
in the seat next to her, with her gloved hand and pumping
furiously, “this is actually exercising my hand, good therapy.”
Ron, who had been taken by surprise, more by Hannah’s sudden
dominant attitude than the action itself, said “Hannah don’t,
—don’t –don’t stop please don’t stop!” Something about the feel
of the gloves fabric as well as the very different masturbation
technique Hannah was using was driving him over the edge. Hannah
suddenly bent down, swallowed Ron’s cock and with the gloved hand
squeezed his balls while she bit his cock head; Ron joyously blew
his load into her eager and greedily swallowing mouth.
Everyone seemed paralyzed by Hannah’s action, but Amy, more than
anyone, seemed, not only paralyzed, but almost terrified, and
when Hannah sat back up and said, “What, I was thirsty, this is
the dinner table; we should be able to have our favorite drinks
here.” Amy ran out of the dining room without a backward glance.
“Looks like someone had a serious call of nature,” Hannah added.
No one talked for several minutes, they all tried to look extra
shocked and annoyed, but the truth was Hannah’s actions had made
them all just want to start masturbating like crazy themselves,
and they needed to fight to keep their cool.
When everyone continued in silence Hannah finally broke it by
saying, “So Dad, what’s really in the box?”
“What,” Stan said suddenly.
“The champagne box, what’s the surprise you have for us?” Hannah
repeated.
All the other kids looked suspiciously from Stan to Hannah and
Stan said, “How—”
“—next time you want to wrap a surprise present, remember, like
John said, no one in this house drinks alcohol.”
“Oh right,” Stan said sheepishly as all the kids now turned to
him with a ‘hey, that’s right’ look.
“You know,” Laura said, “having a genius for a daughter can
sometimes be a drag. Okay Stan, show them.”
“Like I said before, we’ll discuss how many birthday and
Christmas gifts this van deal would be worth, but as for this
birthday, seeing as it is your 16th and somewhat special, we have
a little something for each of you.” He opened the box on the
table and, tilting it, let six smaller boxes slide out. These
were gift wrapped and each had the name of one of the kids.
“Now I want you to take very good care of these,” Stan said, “and
learn to use them wisely.”
The kids, each, opened their box and smiling Lana was the first
to say, “A cell phone!”
“A camera cell phone,” Don corrected.
“No, it’s a video camera cell phone,” Ana added.
Hannah and John had shocked looks on their faces and couldn’t
seem to talk.
Ron was the first to say, “Wait a minute, is this Windows Mobile
on the phones display, and is this a stylus on its side? Are
these—”
“Pocket Computer Cell Phones,” Hannah and John finally said
together, “they’re everything!”
“Oh wow,” Ana said, “it’s even an mp3 player!”
“Dad, these are incredible,” John said.
“I think they like them, Stan,” Laura said.
“Okay, remember kids, you share 3000 peek hours a month, that’s
500 a piece, but you have unlimited nights, text messaging,
weekends and mobile-to-mobile; any questions?”
“How did you find this house,” Hannah asked suddenly. Everyone
threw her a ‘what kind of question is that look’ and she said,
“he said any question.”
“Well,” Stan said laughing, “I actually meant about the gifts,
but as to the house, it was actually Amy that found it. I don’t
know how she came to know about it, but we got it pretty much
gift wrapped itself. Incredible house that it is and we got it
for almost nothing. Which is why we were able to afford a lot of
the extras you find in it, like those plasma TV’s and the
computer network that controls most of the stuff around here.”
“So Amy got the owner to, pretty much, give it away,” Hannah
repeated thoughtfully, “how interesting.”
Stan and Laura retreated to their room early that night, around
at eight, with a request that no one disturb them. Stan would be
starting his new job the next day and he wanted to sleep well and
long, meaning that any fun he planned on having with Laura would
have to come earlier than usual.
“Let’s go to our room,” Hannah told her sisters, “I want to show
you something.”
“It has to do with these new cell phones right,” Ana said, “come
on; I want to learn everything about them.”
As they climbed the stairs, Lana asked, “So what was all that at
dinner, a slave rebellion? And what about all those questions
about the house and Amy? And are you still refusing to tell us
what you were doing for 8 hours today when you apparently
vanished from the face of the earth?”
Hannah didn’t say anything, she just led the way into the room
and when they were all in she said, “Ana, come help me in the
bathroom with something; Lana wait here, it’s a surprise.”
“A birthday surprise for your Queen,” Lana asked smiling.
“You can say that,” Hannah said as she and Ana passed through the
bathroom door.
Not two minutes later Hannah re-emerged wearing a big smile and
Lana said, “so where is my surprise?”
“You’ll have to come and see,” Hannah said.
As Lana pulled beside her she said, “You know, I know that look
in your eye, you are super-horny today, even more than usual I
mean.”
“Maybe,” Hannah admitted, “by the way, smell this new perfume of
mine, its called ‘sex toy gatherer’.” She sprayed something in
Lana’s face and as Lana crumbled to the floor she said, “More
toys, I need more toy!”
She heard the door in the boys’ room open and as she heard John
excitedly explaining some of the features of their new cell
phones she squinted her eyes and once again smiled mischievously.
“Forgive me for this intrusion, Master, but can you help me
please, it’s important.”
“It better be,” Ron said, “because to tell you the truth, I’m not
very happy with you as a slave at the moment!” He said this very
angrily while inside he was smiling and saying, “though if there
were some way to make you my official girl friend at school that
would be your role.”
He followed Hannah into the bathroom and as he passed the bathtub
asked, “Why is Ana sleeping in the tub?”
“She’s mad at us because I won’t lend her this new perfume of
mine,” and turning to face him said, “here, smell.”
Three minutes later she reentered the boys room saying, “Forgive
me again, Don, my Master says this job may take a little more
strength, he asks if you’ll please come in and help.”
Don got up and wasn’t through the door a moment before Hannah
reentered the room saying, “While they’re busy,” going over to
John, “I wanted to talk to you about the new cell phone PC’s. I
take it we can all install your mobile version of the
surveillance system program on them, right?”
“I actually hadn’t thought of it,” John said, “but yeah, it is
the same Windows mobile, so, yeah, it should work.”
Hannah leaned over him with something in her hand saying, “What
do you think of this knock out feature?”

*****

Around half-an-hour later, Hannah came down from the attic steps
and thought, “One more, I need one more for a matched set.”
She pushed the steps back to the closed position just as she
heard someone on the steps. Looking toward the end of the hall
she saw Amy coming at her; she was looking very agitated.
“Is something wrong Aims?”
Amy opened her eyes wide again and said, “Please don’t call me
that. It’s, well, it’s a little painful—anyway, I wanted to ask
you about your glove, it’s rather rare, where exactly did you
find it?”
“Oh, I don’t remember really, it was lying around somewhere and I
just picked it up; maybe in the garage on the way to the studio.”
“Can—can I see it?” Amy asked nervously.
“Sure you can,” Hannah said, “Look at this, its some knock-out
craftsmanship!”

*****

Lana was feeling a little strange, she felt very contorted, she
tried to straighten up, but there was something holding her
wrists and her ankles tightly. Where was she? What was she doing?
She tried to let her eyes adjust, wherever she was, the lights
were on a maximum low. Was that one of the boys on a bed in front
of her? “No,” she said, as her eyes adjusted more, “it’s not a
bed, it’s some sort of long table and I think he’s chained to
it.”
Lana tried to say something, but suddenly realized she was
gagged. Looking around the room a bit more, she saw several
people chained to a wall, exactly how Ron had once had her. But
the ‘Master of Love’ definitely wasn’t behind this, she knew
because she could see John and Don (she could make out the blue
and green stones in their necklaces) were two of those chained to
the wall. They were between one of her sisters (she couldn’t
quite see the letter on her necklace) and Amy (who was chained
with her back towards Lana, she only knew it was her by the
hair), that meant that Ron, was the brother on the table, meaning
that whoever was behind this (and she had her suspicions as to
who that was) wanted the ‘Orgasm Queen’ and the ‘Master of Love’
to have some special attention.
Lana tried to speak again, even through the gag when, SLAP! She
looked up shocked to see who had just hit her so hard across the
face.
“You dare to try to use your mouth to speak Slave,” the person
standing before her said, “a slave’s mouth was not made for
talking! Must I ‘The Mistress of Pain’ demonstrate to your stupid
ignorant self what a slave’s mouth is for?”
A masked young woman with red hair (a wig Lana was sure) stepped
into clear view of Lana. She was wearing the most incredibly sexy
red costume Lana had ever seen. “Wow,” Lana thought, “I thought
our Triplet X costumes were something, but that costume make me
just want to kneel in front of her and stick my tongue up her
exposed cunt (I better remember not to point out to her that her
pubic hair is blond).”
Lana knew exactly who was behind the mask, the red gloves of the
costume were a dead give away; she just could not believe it.
“This takes slave rebellion to a whole other level. The slave
will not only be free, the slave will become the master. Well,”
Lana thought, “no one complained when she wanted to spend a week
as the family dog, but where the hell are we, and how did she get
us here?”
“Very well you naïve little whore, I am a little thirsty again,
let me show you what your mouth is to be used for.” The Mistress
walked over to where Ron was lying on the table and engulfed his
cock (which was pointing straight up to the ceiling) in her
mouth.
The Mistress sucked Ron off for some time, but when he was just
on the verge of cumming, she suddenly released his cock taking a
clamp from the table, clamped up the bottom of Ron’s cock, just
where the balls end and the penis starts. Ron threw her a painful
and horrified look that said, “You can’t leave me like this!”
“Why don’t I give you a little help controlling you pc muscles
slave. I’m thirsty, yes, but I have another job for Ron Jr.
later, so let’s not waste this load.”
The Mistress walked over to Ana and Lana could see that she had
picked something else off the table, “a feather,” Lana thought,
“what does she—oh no!”
Lana saw the Mistress pull something from Ana’s twat and realized
at once she had had Ana on a powerful vibrator, and that Ana was
on the verge of cumming. But apparently, the Mistress was
planning to have a little fun before allowing Ana any relief.
The Mistress took the vibrator she had just pulled out of Ana out
and said, “Since this is so nice and slick and—” she licked it,
“tasty, why don’t we give it a safe new home.”
She walked over to Amy and spreading her ass cheeks said, “Open
wide, Aims, your Mistress has a nice birthday present for you.”
She then rammed the vibrator up Amy’s ass and without letting her
adjust to the size or to the pain, took a whip hanging from her
belt and whipped Amy three times in the butt before finally
turning the vibrator on full blast.
As Lana saw Amy’s juices flowing between her legs while she had
an orgasm, Lana’s only thought was “get to me already! I want to
cum like that too!”
The Mistress walked back to stand in front of poor Ana, who was
in dire need of an orgasm, and taking the feather in her hand
alternated tickling Ana’s nipples and her clit. This action
resulted in Ana being pushed closer and closer toward the massive
orgasm she desperately needed, but somehow, it never quite came.
Every time the Mistress lifted the feather to move it to another
location, Ana’s impending orgasm would be delayed.
“Oh,” Lana thought, “that is beyond cruel, I push Ana to the
point where she’s begging not to cum anymore, but all her eyes
say now are ‘please for the love of God, let me cum already!’”
“Do you want to cum, Sugar?” The Mistress asked looking Ana in
the eyes. Ana looked back almost in tears nodding furiously.
“Well,” the Mistress said, “I’m not evil,” then letting out a
bone tingling, wicked laugh she added, “well not entirely,
anyway, and I did want that drink. If I let you cum, Sugar, do
you promise to give me enough juice to quench my thirst?”
Ana nodded again and the Mistress stopped teasing with the
feather and said, “very well, what say we press the button on
this water fountain then.” She then glued her mouth to Ana’s hole
and as she sucked, she grabbed Ana’s clit with her gloved hand
and squeezing, rubbed it furiously between two fingers, the feel
of the leather drove Ana over the edge and she came buckets and
buckets, all of the cum flowing directly into the Mistress’
greedy mouth.
“Damn,” Lana thought, “I could use some of that right now. Does
she have to drink it all?”
As she finished cumming, Ana collapsed against the wall, and only
the chains kept her standing.
“Holy shit,” Lana thought, “she looks like she does after I’ve
forced around 10 continuous orgasms on her.”
“My, that was sweet,” the Mistress said, getting to her feet. “I
knew there was a reason they called you Sugar.” She grabbed a
handful of Ana’s hair and pulled her forehead to her lips, she
first licked Ana’s sweat and then kissed her forehead and said,
“then again, honey is just as sweet, if not sweeter than sugar.”
She stuck a finger from her free hand in her own pussy, getting
the glove’s fabric good and wet, she then brought it to her lips
and tasted saying, “yes, definitely better.” She then did it
again, this time sticking the finger under the gag Ana was
wearing and rolling it over Ana’s tongue.
“This Mistress is really brutal,” Lana thought with awe and not a
little pride. Then she impatiently thought, “When will she get to
me!”
The Mistress next kneeled between John and Don; needless to say
their cocks were rock hard with all they’d seen to this point.
Their eyes showed that they had been as impatient as Lana for a
visit from the Mistress.
Grabbing each of their cocks, one in each hand, she pulled them
toward her and raising her head began to alternate sucking them
off, bringing first one, then the other to the verge of cumming,
then moving to the other letting the one about to explode rest.
After several rounds of this, you would see the thick drops of
sweat on the boys’ foreheads and the looks of despair in their
eyes.
“Oh,” The Mistress said suddenly, “would the little boys like to
cum for their Mistress now?”
John and Don nodded, their eyes pleading that is would be so.
“Umm, It is true that I haven’t had a cocktail since dinner. But
who to take,” she questioned. John and Don started turning their
hands within the chains and pointing rapidly at themselves their
eyes screaming, “ME, take me, take me please!”
The Mistress stretched out their cocks to the side so their cock
heads would rub together; from time to time she would bury the
slits on the top into one another so that it looked like the two
cocks were passionately kissing. “Eeny, Meany, Miny, Mow,” she
said as she pulled them together and John and Don closed their
eyes as if they were praying to be the one chosen, “which of you
has greatest flow?”
The Mistress studied the look of relief on John and the look of
total anguish on Don as John’s cock was chosen, but then smiling
she said, “Oh what the heck, let’s make this cocktail a double!”
Bending over the Mistress put both cockheads in her mouth at once
and obviously bit tightly.
Lana saw the blissful look that suddenly washed over the boys’
faces as they were finally allowed to cum, and cum, and cum, and
cum and, “oh my God,” Lana thought, “she’s a bottomless pit that
can’t be filled!”
The boys looked near collapse also, but finally they ran dry. The
Mistress studied their flaccid dicks and said, “Well this isn’t
good, this isn’t good at all!”
Sticking a hand in the pouch hanging on her belt she extracted
what seemed like 3 rather thin dildos. Taking two of them, she
quickly stuck them up John and Don’s butts. A buzzing sound told
Lana that they were vibrators, and that they were on high. The
Mistress then alternated sucking one of the boys’ cocks and using
the third vibrator in her hand on the other boy’s cock, she would
concentrate on the cock head mostly, tonguing the slit and
rimming the crown especially.
Within minutes Lana was thinking, “I don’t believe it, she has
them rock hard again already, after loads like they just let out.
God, they look even bigger than usual!” Lana suddenly became
aware of the steady continuous flow between her legs, she thought
at first she had peed, but she caught a whiff and thought, “cunt
juice. I’m flowing as if I’d cum, and she hasn’t even given me
any real attention yet.” Lana gave a shiver at the thought of
what could be left of her when the Mistress finally did set her
sight on her. “Oh,” Lana thought, “looks like now that she has
them back up, she doesn’t want them blowing again any time soon.
The Mistress of Pain had put clamps on John and Don’s cocks
similar to the one already worn by Ron. She then walked behind
Amy and grabbing the vibrator from her ass pulled it out saying,
“Why don’t we plug up this leak.” And ramming the vibrator into
Amy’s pussy said, “Aims, you naughty, naughty girl, look how
you’ve wet the floor!”
Lana saw that the floor under Amy did in fact look as if a bottle
of water had just been turned over and let flow on it.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The Mistress whipped Amy’s ass three times, then gave the
vibrator in her cunt three pumps in and out. The Mistress then
produced a key which she used to separate the chain holding
John’s arm to the wall, she didn’t remove the chains from John’s
hands; she separated the end attached to the large round metal
screw on the wall. Next, she attached the newly freed ends (which
were really long handcuffs) to Amy’s wrists. The Mistress then
did the same with the chains holding John’s legs. The result was
that as Amy remained chained to the wall with her back to John,
John was now chained to her with his very erect penis pointing at
Amy’s, still very open, anus. It was obvious what the Mistress
wanted him to do, so he drilled his cock deep in Amy’s butt.
She smiled and then proceeded to do the exact same thing with Don
and Ana, except that, since Ana was facing Don, the Mistress
positioned Don’s cock at the entrance of Ana’s cunt, and he
pushed in.
“Now keep pumping you two, I don’t want you to stop for anything
or I will get very, very mad.”
 CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
She whipped each of them on the butt twice and they pumped hard
into the holes in front of them.
“Finally,” Lana thought, as the Mistress turned and walked toward
her.
“Umm,” the Mistress said stopping in front of Lana, “looks like
we’ve sprung quite a leak here too. You wouldn’t be trying to cum
would you?”
The Mistress reached in her pouch and Lana (who had not yet
realized it was pouch) thought, “God, how deep is that pocket
that she can hold so much stuff?” It was then, on a closer
inspection, that she realized it was actually a leather pouch,
connected to the same belt that she hung her whip. Lana noticed
that the belt also had several holders in which could be found
various sized dildos, “A Batman utility belt for sexual
predators,” Lana thought, “where did she get all this stuff?”
Lana suddenly started to shake her head furiously as she saw the
Mistress pull her feather out.
SLAP!
“You would shake your head at me Slave!”
SLAP!
“You would deny your Mistress her fun!”
Lana lowered her head and stared at the wet floor below her.
“That’s better,” the Mistress said, running a gloved finger
through Lana’s leaking twat and bringing it to her mouth. “Hmm,
yes, Ana is truly sweet, but you dear, you are majestic.”
Smiling at Lana she leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and
forehead several times. Then whispered in her ear, “Will you
believe me if I tell you I’m going to make you CUM like you’ve
never cum before?”
Lana nodded greatly as she looked happily in her Mistress’ eyes.
“But,” the Mistress then said, “for the incredible CUM I offer
you, there is a price.” Lana looked at the Mistress with eager
eyes that said, “I’ll do anything you want!”
“My price,” the Mistress continued, “is patience.”
Lana looked down at the floor sadly thinking, “She’s going to
make me wait.”
The Mistress bent over the stock and ran her tongue through
Lana’s leaking cunt a few times then quickly standing again said,
“the decision is yours dear. I can let you have a small, mediocre
cum now, giving you some relief, or I can give you a cum that
will stay with you through your entire life and which you’ll
still be talking about in a retirement home when you’re ancient.
Would you like a CUM like that?”
Lana nodded yes. She could give herself all the mediocre cums she
wanted; Lana wanted to feel the orgasm the Mistress could give
her.
“Very well then, remember DON’T CUM UNTIL I SAY SO! Now, I have
some business with my Master, I’ll be back for you when I’m
finished with him.” She returned the feather to her belt pouch
and Lana breathed a sigh of relief, but then, she saw the
Mistress bring out some other things; what looked like a contour
massager,  a butt plug, and a TV remote control (at least that’s
what it looked like to her).
“How could I be so stupid,” Lana thought, “did I really think she
was going to make it easy for me not to cum?”
The Mistress placed the contour massager and the butt plug in
Lana’s pussy and ass respectfully and said, “Queen if you really
want to feel what I have for you, I suggest you start thinking of
a few of the worst things you know.”
She walked away from Lana and Lana was happy to note that the
Mistress had not activated either vibrator. She thought of the
Mistress’ last words and smiled as she thought of a private joke
the sisters had had since their mother’s wedding.
Laura had been so nervous that she had had Pietro fuck her right
in the church to calm her. The girls had helped a little, but by
the end of the ordeal, when the girls were to start their marches
in the procession, they were dead horny and dying to cum
themselves, but poor Ana looked like she’d start exploding cum
all the way down the aisle. Suddenly the two girls thought they
heard Ana humming something lightly, it was the tune from the
song, “My Favorite Things” from the Sound of Music. That evening,
when questioned about how she had managed to keep from cumming,
Ana said, “I simply concentrated on a song, I was thinking
about,” then she sang:

“When I don’t want to cum
But I’m right on the verge
I simply take note of the worst things I know.
Standing in shit with brand new lovely shoes,
Throwing right up on a boy who loves you,
Post menstrual syndrome and unchanged cat litter
These are a few of the worst things I know.”

The girls had cracked up but they had admitted that thinking of
these things could really dampen a good cum.
Lana watched as the Mistress climbed up on the Master and
lowering her exposed cunt on to his erect cock she began to ride
him looking deep into his eyes. “God, those two love each other.
You’d have to be dumb not to recognize that look in their eyes!”
Suddenly, without dislodging Ron’s dick from her cunt, the
Mistress turned around so she was facing Lana and Lana remembered
the remote control for the first time. “Oh, no,” Lana thought as
she felt the massager turn on and start making furious circles
around both her g-spot and her clit

“When I don’t want to cummmm
But I’m right on ohhh—”

Lana used every bit of will power possible not to let herself
cum.

“Stepping in shit, PMS, Nausea…”

The Mistress, in the meantime, was still riding Ron for all he
was worth, but since he still had his penis clamped, he could not
cum. Looking at Lana and seeing her pre-cumming expression, the
Mistress pressed a button on the remote control and massager
slowed to something equivalent to the feather tickling. Lana
caught her breath as she continued to think of some of the worst
things she knew. Giving her enough of a rest, the Mistress
pressed another button on her remote control and the butt plug
vibrator sprung into full life.
“Oh my Goooddddd,” Lana thought,

“Unchanged cat litter, throwing up,
Not being allowed to cum (no, let me not think of that)
PMS symptoms”

The Mistress now jumped off Ron and she started turning a wheel
by the table a few times, Lana noticed that Ron’s arms and legs
seemed to be stretched beyond belief. “Holy shit,” Lana suddenly
thought, “that’s no table, that’s a rack!”
The Mistress suddenly grabbed Ron’s cock and gave it a few
furious pumps with her gloved hands; the look on his face (Lana
thought) was beyond torturous and painful. Then, while still
pumping Ron’s cock with one hand, the Mistress brought the other
hand to it and removed the clamp quickly giving his balls a
squeeze. The result can only be compared to a volcano erupting.
Lana looked on shocked as the first spout actually reached the
ceiling, the following bursts didn’t reach as high, but they were
amazing to watch, then for almost two minutes a flood of cum
could be seen flowing out of the slit and going down the sides of
Ron’s penis like lava going down a volcanoes side. This was too
much for Lana and she was just about to blow herself, suddenly,
however, she felt both vibrators stop completely. She threw a
look at the Mistress and saw the remote control in her hand
pointing at her.
Quickly Lana thought,

“A decomposed body,
A dirty old rat,
Kissers with bad breath,
And bad diarrhea,
These are a few of the Worst Things I Know!”

As she thought this, she watched as the Mistress began to slowly
clean off Ron’s groin area with her tongue. She licked every bit
clean, from the tip of his penis head, to the bottom of his
balls, leaving him entirely cumless.
 She then looked into his eyes again and said, “Your turn.” She
took his gag off and stared coldly at him, as if daring him to
speak. Ron kept silent and the Mistress climbed up and sat on his
face, facing Lana. Lana had suspected this would be her next
move, seeing how she had made it clear that a slave’s mouth was
only needed for one thing. As Ron began to literally fuck the
Mistress with his tongue, she once more aimed the remote control
at Lana, but left both the vaginal and anal vibrators at minimum
setting, leaving Lana in a constant state of excitement, but
never letting her cross over.
The Mistress threw a look at the other two couples, and saw that
they looked almost like zombies; the boys had obeyed her, and had
not stopped pumping for anything. Ana and Amy had obviously both
cum multiple times by now and were near death with joy. The boys,
on the other hand, because of their PC muscle clamps, had not
been allowed another release.
The Mistress smiled wickedly, and squeezing a nipple and rubbing
her clit, she allowed herself to cum (buckets no less) in Ron’s
eagerly drinking mouth.
As she allowed herself to return from her sexual high, she looked
at Lana and, using the remote control, shut the vibrators off
again.
Quickly Lana thought,

“a house full of roaches,
my hair full of lice,
These are a few of the Worst Things I know!”

The Mistress slowly got off Ron and, by putting her finger to her
mouth, reminded him he was still not to speak. She unchained him
and allowed him to slowly sit up, she then walked over to John
and pulling his cock out of Amy’s butt, swallowed it, releasing
the clamp and biting the penis head so that she was once more
drinking an incredible load of cum. When she was finished, she
continued sucking and rimming his cock, this with the aid of the
anal vibrator that was still operating in his ass, quickly got
John hard again. The Mistress then stuck her tongue in Amy’s butt
and tongue fucked her dirty hole and rimmed her rosebud for
several minutes.
The Mistress then passed over to Don and Ana, doing exactly the
same with Don’s penis and with Ana’s cunt.
Finally she got up and removed all their chains, but she made it
clear that none were to talk or take any action even though they
were now unchained and without gags.
This left only Lana and all looked at her expectantly as if
saying, “What has the Mistress got in store for you?”
The Mistress went over to Lana and after removing the massager
and butt plug, she released her from the stocks and removed her
gag, Lana knew better than to speak. The Mistress still owed her
that promised orgasm of a lifetime, and she wasn’t about to do
anything to upset her.
The Mistress pointed them all to a door on the side and they
understood they were to follow her. As they walked through, their
eyes all widened as they entered what seemed like a massive
bedroom, all eyes that is except Amy, who seemed to know exactly
where she was.
Taking Lana by the hand, the Mistress walked her over to the
enormous circular bed and had Lana lie face down in the very
center. She pushed Lana’s back and her ass down tight on the bed
letting Lana know that no matter what, she wanted her to stay
flat, her breasts and cunt especially were not to separate from
the bed.
The others gathered around the bed, standing in the thick soft
rug that surrounded the bed. They watched as the Mistress threw,
what seemed like a light switch, by the bed, and suddenly, it
began to vibrate violently.
Lana was caught even more off guard than Hannah had been the
first time she discovered the room.
The vibrations and sensations proved too much for Lana,
especially for someone that had been on the verge of cumming for
so long. She exploded, and exploded, and exploded and couldn’t
stop exploding.
The Mistress signaled Ana and Amy that she wanted them to get on
the bed on either side of Lana.
“Keep those breasts against the bed!” The Mistress screamed, but
I want those asses up and those knees spread. Someone help Lana
into position!” Amy did as asked and soon there were three spread
cunts on the bed waiting to be filled. “Do I have to tell you
three shat I want you to do,” the Mistress asked, looking at
John, Ron and Don.
Without a word they jumped on the vibrating bed and started to
pump their cocks in and out of pussies. Lana, especially,  who as
yet had not had a true fucking, went wild as she continued with
same continuous orgasm she had had since the bed was first
activated. After a while, one by one the boys started to cum in
the pussies before them, when they had cum, the Mistress switched
the bed off, and everyone on it collapsed on top of each other.
The Mistress quickly climbed up and one by one started sucking
clean each and every cock and cunt. Finally she said, “Well,
tomorrow is a school day children, as fun as this all is, it’s
time to get cleaned up and go to bed.” She pointed toward another
doorway and they understood they were to go through.
As they did, once more they stood in awe of what they saw. Before
actually stepping in the tub, several, if not all of them, took
the opportunity to use the toilet bowl and gain a different type
of relief. They then entered the giant bath tub which they
quickly learned vibrated as much as the bed, but in a much more
relaxing way.
After around 20 minutes, they noticed the Mistress get out of the
tub, but she signaled them to stay, she stepped out of the room
and closing the door pressed a button by it. One by one she saw
the occupants peacefully drift asleep. When they were all out she
reached for her new cell phone on the end table and making a call
said, “They’re ready my loyal servant, remember to bring many
towels.” As she then waited, she pressed two more buttons, one
cleaned the air in the bathroom, the other drained the bathtub of
all water.
When her loyal servant arrived, he helped the Mistress, first to
dry everyone off, and then to carry them all to their rooms.
Finally, when alone with her servant she thanked him saying, “I
truly appreciate your help Pietro, you can go to bed now, but
please don’t tell anyone about the entrance to this room yet.
I’ll tell them eventually, but I want to have some fun getting
them to try and find it themselves first.”
“Don’t worry young Mistress, my lips are sealed.”
When he left, the Mistress went back into the torture room and
completely removed her costume, laying the Mistress to rest once
more.
Hannah reached into the wardrobe and grabbed a dog collar which
she quickly put around her neck. She quickly left to join her
sisters in their own bed.
Chapter Five - School Inauguration
Ana awoke the next morning to the same glorious sensations Lana
had two days earlier. Opening her eyes, she was greeted by
Hannah’s winking twat and pulling her down on her mouth had an
early morning drink.
After they had both cum, Hannah turned around and lying face to
face on her sister kissed her with true sisterly love, and
probably a lot more.
“So,” Hannah said, “did you think I’d forgotten I had promised
you a good wake up?”
Rolling off the bed Hannah stood up and Ana noticed her dog
collar. “So I see that you’re back to yourself,” Ana said.
Hannah gave her a confused look and said, “What does that mean?”
But before Ana could answer she noticed Lana awake and looking at
her. “Oh Lana, you’re awake, I thought you’d never want to wake
up. That must have been some incredible dream you were having
last night; both of you actually. I swear, the moaning and
groaning you two were doing made me want to sneak into my
Master’s room and try to get him to fuck me I was so wet.”
“Dreaming,” Lana said curiously, wondering.
“I had promised Amy I’d help her with breakfast today, I’ll see
you both there,” Hannah rushed out of the room as she said this.
Ana looked at Lana and said, “we weren’t dreaming were we?”
“You don’t sound very sure,” Lana said giggling.
“Well are you?”
“Let me think, large torture rooms, enormous round vibrating
beds, mini-pool sized bathtub with soothing vibrations, why would
I doubt any of that was real?” She smiled and Ana broke out
laughing.
“So, do you think we’ll ever get the Mistress to tell us what
really happened, where we were and how she got us there?”
“Right now,” Lana said, “there is no Mistress to ask.”

*****

“Wow,” Ron said as he walked into the kitchen with his brothers,
“what is this, ‘Father Knows Best’?” He looked over the stacks of
pancakes, bowls of scrambled eggs, sausages, and bacon. Looking
at Amy he said, “Amy, you really outdid yourself today.”
“Actually,” Amy said, “I just got up. Someone,” she cast an eye
at Hannah, “was a little eager to serve us all this morning, too
eager if you ask me.”
As Lana and Ana walked in and also stared at all the food on the
table they couldn’t decide where to start.
Trying to justify her actions Hannah said, “Well, today is a
special day, it’s the first day of the rest of our lives!”
“Isn’t it that day every day,” Don asked, placing some pancakes
and sausages on a plate.
“Well, yes actually,” Hannah said, “but if you’re asking if I’m
going to prepare breakfast like this every day, the answer is no
way!” Then catching Ron’s eye she said, “that is unless my Master
orders it so.”
“Actually,” Ron said, “That’s what the cook is for.” He started
digging into his eggs and bacon. Then he said, “You just come
into my bedroom every morning like you did today and let me eat a
special meal. I promise to have a little something for you to
snack on too.”
“Hey,” Don said angrily to Ron, “you promised us you’d keep her
off our bed from now on. It took us forever to clean up after her
last visit.”
“I promise to always go to the bathroom first, before ever
stepping in your room again,” Hannah said, almost begging not to
be banned from their room.
Don and Ron threw a look at John and he knew that they were
waiting for him to be the tie breaker in the decision, he looked
over at Hannah’s sad eyes and said, “Okay, just don’t forget to
empty yourself real good.” Don shot him an angry look and John
said, “Oh come on, how could I say no when she used that sad,
puppy-dog eye, look on me?”
“Talking about the first day,” Lana said, “I guess Pietro is
driving us in the family car right?”
They heard something crash to the floor and turning caught a
glimpse of Amy’s tear filled face as she ran out of the kitchen
and down the stairs.
“What happened to her,” Ana said.
“Great going, Queen!” Ron said angrily to Lana.
“Me,” Lana said confused, “what did I do?”
“You had to go and remind her we’d be driving to our first day of
school today!” John said.
“And,” Lana said confused but defiant.
“Amy doesn’t like the subject much,” Don said, “we don’t really
know why. Driving doesn’t bother her, neither does school, but
driving to school on the first day, never mention it again.”
“Oh,” Hannah said suddenly running down after Amy, leaving her
brothers and sisters with shocked looks.
Hannah ran into Amy’s room and found her crying on the bed. She
walked over to her and, sitting next to her, gently raised her
head and had Amy suck on one of her tits. Though this technique
was usually used by the Anderson woman for calming each other
when terribly upset, Hannah happened to know that Amy’s mother
also used it a lot.
As Amy started calming down a bit, Hannah started fingering Amy’s
cunt gently and said, “They all died didn’t they? It happened
while driving on the first day of school.”
Amy looked up at Hannah’s eyes and smiling she let Hannah’s tit
fall from her mouth and pushing Hannah’s head between her legs,
slowly studied her soft blond hair.
After a while, she said, “I was only eleven you know. Technically
I was even still a virgin; Mom had promised to break in my pussy
on my twelfth birthday. I saw all the videos on the TV, I know
you know more about me than Stan and the boys ever have.”
Amy continued stroking Hannah’s head. “I should have been with
them you know; but I woke up sick that day. Mom insisted I stay
in bed until she got back from dropping my brothers and sister
off at school; she was going to take me to the doctor as soon as
she returned. Since the doctor’s office was in the opposite
direction from the school, she didn’t see any logic in having me
locked in the car with the others while she drove them to school.
The unnecessary car ride could have made me sicker, and it would
have exposed the others to whatever I had.”
Amy gave another sob, but this one was actually a joyous sob as
Hannah started expertly tongue fucking her pussy. “She never came
back for me,” Amy said sadly, “none of them did. Instead what
showed up was a social worker taking me to my first foster home.”
Hannah stopped sucking long enough to look up and ask, “Did you
find out exactly how it happened?”
“It was a drunk driver apparently; witnesses said he came out of
nowhere at almost 100 miles an hour right into Mom’s car. They
say the four of them, along with the drunken bastard must have
died instantly.”
“I’m sorry,” Hannah said, once more looking up, “your mother, she
seemed like an incredible woman.”
“Yeah,” Amy said pulling Hannah up and locking tits with her for
several minutes, “however, someone reminded me, only last night,
that no one is ever truly completely gone.”
“So you’re not mad at me,” Hannah said shyly.
“Never,” Amy said, “especially when you tell me where the
entrance to the Mistress’ Lair is.”
“Don’t you know?” Hannah asked puzzled.
“Honey, not only had I not been there since I was eleven, but
whenever I was there I was taken there in my sleep and removed
from there in the same way. That was like Mom’s batcave, she kept
its location secret from everyone.”
Pietro stepped into the room and said, “Young mistress your
brothers and sisters are all getting ready to leave, you should
be dressed already.”
“Oh,” Hannah said jumping out of bed. “Pietro, when you and Amy
are alone at some time, take her to the room we were in last
night.”
“You know where it is,” Amy said to Pietro.
“You didn’t really think I got all of you up there alone did
you?” Hannah asked stepping out of the room.

*****

“Well,” Ron said in the ride to school, “I guess that explains
why Amy never allowed any of us to as much as taste a beer.”
“It’s so sad about her family,” Lana said actually sniffing.
“Yeah,” Don said sadly, “we never knew.”
“And I get the feeling there’s more we still don’t know,” John
said looking suspiciously at Hannah.
Hannah looked nervously at the car floor; her master had ordered
her to say what was wrong with Amy, so she had told them what Amy
said about her mother’s accident. She had not, however, mentioned
anything about the original Mistress of Pain.
Ron noticed his slaves ‘please don’t ask me anything more’
attitude and said, “We know enough, we certainly know a lot more
about Amy now than we ever have.”
“Yeah,” Don said, “it sure explains why she chose to home school
herself rather than accept Dad’s offer to send her to school.”
“Home schooled,” Hannah said shocked.
“Hah,” John said, “so she didn’t tell you everything. Amy never
went to high school; she knew how to read and do basic math when
she first got to us, but Dad felt she needed more and wanted her
to study in school while we were in school. She refused and
started buying tons and tons of text books to read and study
while we were away.”
Taking up the story Ron said, “As soon as Amy turned 18 she went
for a high school equivalency diploma and scored one of the
highest grades in the state. She could have used it to get into
pretty much any college she wanted. Dad was willing to help her
with tuition.”
“Why didn’t she go,” Ana asked.
“She claimed that people went to college to prepare for lifelong
jobs,” Don said, “and she said she already had a life long job
she loved, why waste time studying for another.”
“Good point,” Lana said smiling.

*****

As they pulled up to the school John said, “Does it look a little
deserted around here?”
“No,” Ron said, “it looks COMPLETELY deserted.”
“Doesn’t class start in 15 minutes, where is everyone,” Don said,
“Class does start today right?”
As they got out and Pietro drove away John said, “Can we be late,
is everyone inside already?”
“It’s only a quarter to nine,” Ron said checking his watch. “They
don’t open the doors to students until 10 minutes to nine.”
John suddenly noticed how quiet the girls were and said, “You
know, half of this group seems suspiciously quiet.”
Ron threw the girls a suspicious look also and said, “Hannah, why
aren’t you more surprised that there is no one here?”
Hannah bit her lip a second and then said quickly, “Because the
first class doesn’t start for an hour and fifteen minutes.”
“What,” all the boys said.
“We sort of fixed your alarm clock and watches,” Lana said, “It’s
a quarter to eight not a quarter to nine.”
“And the point of getting us here and hour early is,” John
questioned.
“Now don’t be mad,” Ana said, “We just wanted to anoint our new
school.”
“Anoint our new school,” Ron repeated unbelievingly, “what does
that mean?”
“Well, you know how some people like to anoint their new homes
with oil,” Lana said.
“Yes,” Ron said telling her with the tone to get to the point
fast.
“Well,” Ana said, “for the next four years this is going to be
our home away from home and we want to properly anoint the
hallways.”
“With oil,” John said in a “why do I feel I know the answer”
tone.
“Well, not exactly,” Lana said, “come on, let’s start quick.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something,” John said, “like that the
doors won’t open for another hour.”
Lana pulled something from her pocket and said, “The door is
never closed for me.” She flashed them a copy of the master key
Debbie had had the night of the concert.
“Do we even want to know how you got that,” Don asked.
“Probably not,” Lana said, “but come on.”
Lana led them to a back ramp entrance that lead down to the
basement.
“Don’t they have surveillance cameras,” John asked.
“They have cameras at all the entrances,” Hannah said, “and on
all floors inside.”
“So why are we here then,” Don asked nervously.
“Because the camera at this entrance has been out since last
year, and the cameras inside aren’t turned on until the doors are
officially opened for the students to enter,” Lana said.
“Are we really going to let them pull us into whatever crazy plan
they have,” Don asked John and Ron.
The other two shrugged and Ron said, “I’ve a feeling they’ve
planned it all out carefully. I think it should be safe.”

*****

“Okay,” Lana said, “It’s 8 o’clock in 5-4-3-2-1; start everyone!”
Lana was directing everybody from her position in the north side
of the 3rd floor. The high school was divided into two giant
rectangular 3 floor buildings, referred to as the North and South
buildings.
A much smaller square building right in the center of the two
main buildings acted as a bridge between them all. Through the
Atrium building you could get from the North building to the
South building without having to go outside and back. The full
block basement which was divided into the auditorium, cafeteria,
gymnasium and pool could be reached from any of the three
buildings above also.
Lana had positioned the girls in the North building: Hannah on
the first floor, Ana on the second and as previously stated, she
was directing them from the third floor. The boys were positioned
in the South building with John on the first floor, Ron on the
second and Don on the third.
“Now remember all of you, you need a good amount of anointing
cream so make it good!” Lana said.
“How about giving us a good shot of your majestic beauty in
action,” John said, “a little inspiration can’t hurt.”
“Yeah,” Ron added, “that may help me get up quicker.”
“Hey Master,” Hannah said, “Take a look at this, maybe it will
help.” Everyone was treated to a video of Hannah running her
fingers deep in her wet cunt, slowly in and out.
“Oh that definitely helps,” Ron said, “have I told you lately how
much I love you?”
“Hey, what about me,” Ana said as she focused on squeezing her
boobs and pulling her nipples, sending the video feed to all.”
“Ana that is definitely nice, but at the moment, Hannah excites
me just a bit more,” Ron said.
“Yeah,” Lana said a little cross, “when are you excited by anyone
but her?”
“Hey, you are all gorgeously exciting,” Ron said, “hell, you all
look exactly alike, but—”
“—but you and Hannah just have a special connection,” Lana
finished, “Yeah, yeah we know! Hannah, show him your cunt again
or he may die from not seeing it.”
Hannah’s smiling face appeared and she focused down on her
dripping pussy again so they could all see the floor being
anointed with the juices.
“Now that is an anointing,” Don said, “Ron that bitch of yours
just never runs dry does she?”
“There’s always honey in my pot,” Ron said. Then added, “Hannah,
this is for you and focusing on his hard cock, showing his slow
masturbation, he zoomed in on the head just as he blew his load,
he then instantly zoomed out so you could see his cum flying all
over the floor of 2 South.
“Not bad Master, but just watch your Queen cum,” as Lana said
this, she focused on her pussy and zoomed in on her twat just as
it began to gush cunt juice, she then zoomed out and you could
see her running while still gushing more and more juices. When
she stopped, she gave a long view of the corridor she was in, and
you could see the long trail of cunt juice she had left on the
floor.
“God that’s hot,” John said, “it just makes me want to CUM to
you,” and he then showed his cock shooting strands and strands of
cum.
When all of them had cum, Lana said, “Okay everyone, get to the
basement and we’ll meet backstage in the auditorium, we’ll finish
our anointing of the school there and get cleaned up at the same
time. By the way, John, this video conferencing feature is
fantastic!”
“Actually, it was Hannah that figured out how to work it,” John
admitted, “see you in a few minutes.”

*****

When they all arrived in the basement and the auditorium’s back
stage, they instantly paired off and in 69s cleaned each other
off, but not only did they clean each other off, they made sure
not to stop until they had all cum once more and when Don, the
last to cum finally said, “we inaugurate you Sex High; our home
away from home for the next four years!”
Giggling they all fixed their clothes (not surprisingly, none of
them had any underwear) and sneaked out just as a crowd of
students was starting to form out front.
Chapter Six – Stan's Personal Staff
Stan went out to have breakfast at exactly 8 o’clock. He had
woken up at 7 when he was sure he heard the kids walking around.
Turning he had found his wife also up and said, “What time is
it?”
When she told him it was seven, he had panicked a little,
thinking he might be late to his first day at work. Laura had
then reminded him that his new office was only 15 minutes away
and that he started at 9 o’clock. Laura then proceeded to give
him an incredible good morning fuck. Around half-an-hour after
waking up, Stan had heard the front door and said, “the kids
can’t be leaving for school already, can they? I know it’s a bit
of a drive, but it’s only 7:30.”
Laura got up and checking said, “Yeah, they are leaving already.
I guess they want to be early on their first day.”
“An hour early,” Stan questioned suspiciously, then said,
“anyway, I better take a shower so I can get dressed and have
breakfast. Maybe I should take a lesson from the kids, better to
be extremely early than 5 minutes late on your first day.”

*****

When he entered to eat his breakfast, he was therefore determined
to finish quickly and speed off to work. He was impressed though
by all the choices he had for a good breakfast.
“Amy, there’s so much to choose from I can’t decide what to eat;
why so much variance?”
“Well there are 10 people in this house, but I had nothing to do
with it. Breakfast was ready by the time I got up.”
“Really,” Stan said deciding to take a bit of everything, “who
made it?”
“Apparently it was Hannah,” Laura said, “Amy won’t tell me
exactly what happened, but from what I’ve been able to figure
out, our family pet wasn’t acting much like a family pet last
night and she woke up a little over-eager to compensate.”
“A little slave rebellion last night, ehhh? Ron’s plan to pull
her away from her submissive ways may be working much faster than
even he dreamed.”
“Well, as soon as he started forcing her to think for herself, it
was bound to happen,” Laura said.
“I heard that for the two weeks of our honeymoon she refused to
obey anyone but Ron. Something her old submissive self would
never do. I thought those days she spent as a loyal dog was
simply an attempt to reconnect with her old self.”
“I don’t think it worked very well,” Amy said.
Stan and Laura both looked at her inquisitively, but she refused
to clarify any more.
Eventually, Stan left for the office in his small car and by the
time he pulled into his reserved parking space in front of the
giant corporate office building that housed his firm’s offices he
was somewhat nervous again.
As head of the Accounting Department, Stan wouldn’t have to do
much of the receipt gathering and number recording he was used to
as a regular accountant, he would have several people under him
doing the work in different divisions of his department. His job
would be to push them around and keep them on their toes and
maybe once a month have a meeting with all of them to compare
notes, analyze the numbers and get everything ready for the
tri-monthly income and expenses report he would need to present
to the board of directors and directly to the head of the
corporation.
This sounded pretty simple, but the truth of the matter was that
Stan had never been a boss before, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able
to order anyone around.
As he entered the accounting department, he noted quite a few
eyes looking him over, the area seemed overflowing with cubicles,
exactly how many people did work here. The eyes staring at him
were obviously trying to size him up. He wasn’t ready to talk
with anyone yet so he hurried toward his own private office, and
entering found a small outer office with a lovely young brown
haired and big-titted beauty seated at the desk.
“Good morning Maggie,” Stan said. Maggie Styles, his personal
secretary, was the only member of his staff he had met before.
When the senior partners had first brought him to view his new
office, the accounting department itself was closed, but they had
asked Maggie to be present so that Stan could give her some
instructions as to how he would like to find his office on the
first day.
“Good morning, Mr. Anderson,” Maggie said.
“Please,” Stan said, “don’t call me that. It makes me feel like I
should start doing some incredible gymnastics or jump off giant
buildings. Stan will be fine.”
Maggie smiled at him and said, “You have a message from Mr.
Carson, he wanted you to receive it immediately.” She handed him
a note.
“Wow,” Stan said reading it nervously, “summoned to the big boss’
office on the first day of work. It sounds as bad as being
summoned to the principal’s office on the first day of school.”
Stan suddenly wondered how the kids were doing. The thought of
the kids’ first day somehow increased his nervousness and Maggie
noticed him give a little shiver and sweat a bit.”
“Are you alright Mr.—I mean Stan?”
“Yes, just a sudden feeling of dread about being called in to see
the big guys so soon, it’s not good news I know it.” Stan tried
to think of something to take his mind off it and get him calmed
down before the meeting which the note said would be in
half-an-hour. Looking around, only one thing truly stood out in
the office, and that was Maggie’s boobs, Stan was suddenly very
aware of the fact that Maggie was not wearing a bra, and that her
nipples were so hard that they seemed to want to break through
the thin material of her blouse.
“What’s on you mind Stan,” Maggie asked a little mischievously.
Stan noticed her eyes looking down his body and stopping suddenly
at the very large bump that had suddenly formed between his legs.
A little nervous, Stan said, “Actually I was thinking how much I
wished my wife or housekeeper were here right now. They’d help
calm me down instantly.”
Maggie jumped up and Stan’s cock gave a leap of joy with her as
he saw that she was wearing a short-short skirt that would make
Daisy Duke blush, and it was pretty obvious she wasn’t wearing
anything else under it.
“I can help you Sir, it’s what I’m here for. You do seem very
tense. I’m sure I can bring you relief.”
“I’m sure you can also,” Stan said, his eyes almost popping from
his head when she bent over to pick up a pen she had
non-accidentally dropped. Widening her stance she gave Stan a
full view of the relief she offered. Suddenly breaking the trance
he was in, Stan said, “I’ll let you know about that Maggie. I
need to check on my wife a minute. If I think you can help I’ll
call you in.” He quickly passed through the door to his office.
Once away from Maggie, his nervous feelings about meeting with
the boss returned full blast and he started to wish he had taken
Maggie up on her obvious offer. However, Stan would not get
involved with anyone without first talking to Laura and getting
her permission. His marriage might be completely open, but it was
also completely honest.
He called her up and said, “Hi, honey, how are you?”
“Pretty much how I was when you left me around 15 minutes ago.
What’s wrong?” She asked this last question with a very
suspicious ‘I know something’s up tone’.
“It’s nothing, dear, it’s just that the big boss, Mr. Carson,
left a note that he wants to meet me in half-an-hour.”
“Already,” Laura said shocked. “Well how do you feel? Are you
ready to meet him?”
“Well, I doubt he wants me to make any reports after only
half-an-hour here, but I have to admit I’m pretty nervous. My
personal secretary, Maggie, has offered to help relieve my
nerves, but I really needed to talk to you first.”
“You wanted my permission to screw your secretary?”
“Something like that,” Stan said giving a nervous laugh.
“Well,” Laura said, “just be sure she understands first that if I
ever need a little relief, and I turn up at your office, she’s
obligated to help me out too. I take it she’s pretty?”
“Incredibly, and she has the most enormous boobs I’ve ever seen
on such a young person.”
“Well,” Laura said, “I can’t wait to meet her. Go get your relief
so you can talk to the boss with a calm head.”
“Thanks dear,” Stan said, “have I told you yet today how much I
love you?” After a few more minutes, Stan hung up the phone.
Stan then pressed a button on the intercom and said, “Maggie,
will you come in please.”
As she entered he pointed to a chair opposite him and spoke, “I
think we need to talk about some office rules. First of all, from
now on you’re skirt should at least reach your knees and your
blouse should be darker than those very dark aureoles of yours,
it’s up to you if you want to wear anything under that, but I do
not want to be constantly on a bone when you walk in the room. Is
that understood,” Stan spoke firmly letting her understand who
was boss.
A little disappointed Maggie nodded and said, “I understand sir,
and I apologize for my behavior.”
“You don’t have to apologize,” Stan said, “we hadn’t talked about
any of this before so you’ve done nothing wrong. Second, I just
talked to my wife about your offer to help me—”
Maggie’s eyes widened and she said, “You talked to you’re wife?”
“My wife and I have a very open and above all faithful
relationship. She says that so long as you remember that if she
ever comes in with similar needs of relief, you’d be expected to
give her the same treatment you give me, your at liberty to help
me whenever I need it.”
Maggie looked over at several pictures of women on Stan’s desk,
all of them were gorgeous and she wouldn’t mind helping any of
them out. She didn’t want to seem to eager though, so she asked,
“I take it the blond is your wife and the red-head is your
housekeeper.”
“How can you tell,” Stan asked surprised.
“The set of identical triplets are all blond too. The boys have
your black hair though. “Maggie studied the picture of John, Ron
and Don and Stan noticed her nipples get even harder.
“Now what are you thinking about Maggie?”
“It’s nothing Sir, I’m just eager to start helping you out.”
Maggie figured it wouldn’t be the best thing to say, “just
wondering what it would be like to have one of your sons in each
of my hungry little holes at once.”
“Well, in that case,” Stan said, getting up and walking around to
where Maggie was sitting, “let’s get started.” He extended his
hand to help her up and then bending her over the desk and
releasing his cock stuck it deep in her cunt. He fucked her
furiously for the next quarter hour, getting out all pent up fear
and tension, until he felt himself arriving at blissful calm.
Reaching around Maggie, he found one of her nipples with one hand
and her clit with the other, rubbing and squeezing both
simultaneously as she began cumming; he released his own load and
the two of them just kept cumming and cumming together.
When they both finally stopped, Maggie dropped to her knees and
started cleaning him up with her tongue and mouth.
“Okay,” Stan said, “okay that’s enough, keep on like that and
I’ll be rock hard again by the time I have to see the boss, here
let me clean you out, I don’t want you dripping all over the
office.”
Stan helped her up and sitting her on the edge of the desk
proceeded to lick and suck her pussy clean. Enjoying her taste,
he began tongue fucking her, and started rubbing her clit again.
He kept this up until he had brought his secretary to another
orgasm, the cunt juice from which he drank happily.
When he was completely finished he helped her off the desk and
said, “I have to thank you, Maggie, I truly feel much better
now.”
“It’s almost time for your meeting Sir; you should wash your face
before going in to talk to the boss.
Realizing his face was now covered in cunt juice he smiled and
said, “I think you’re right; where’s the restroom again?”



Walking into the large 3 stall bathroom he walked over to one of
the sinks and washed his face. As he did so, he suddenly became
aware of the moaning coming from all of the stalls. He had
noticed as he walked through the large shared office, that
several of the cubicles were lacking the employees he had seen on
first arriving.
Opening all the doors, one after another, he stepped back to look
at all the occupants at once.
He looked from the two naked women fingering each other behind
door number one, to the woman sucking a guys cock behind door
number two (“nice cock,” Stan thought), to the young man sucking
a very beautiful hairless pussy behind door number three.
Stan gave all the shocked faces looking at him an angry ‘I’m the
boss and I demand to know what’s going on’ look and all six
employees quickly dressed and stepped out of the stalls to look
nervously at him.
“Names,” Stan said giving them all piercing stares.
One of the women from stall one said, “Cristina Ross, Sir, I’m in
charge of the Accounts Payable division. This is my secretary
Elena.”
“George Fuller,” said the man with the nice cock from stall 2,
“Accounts Receivable, Sir, this is my secretary, Angelina.”
“I’m Annette Harris,” said the woman from stall 3, Payroll
division and this is—”
“Don’t tell me,” Stan said, feigning disgust and anger, though
very much amused on the inside, “This is your secretary.”
“No, Sir, my name is Harry Jackson. I’m in charge of the General
Accounts division.”
“What,” Stan said, “don’t you two have personal secretaries?”
“Yes Sir,” Annette said, “but they were busy with each under
Janet’s (that’s my secretary) desk.”
“I have a meeting with Mr. Carson in a few minutes. Half-an-hour
after I return I want a staff meeting with all division heads, is
that clear?”
“Yes Sir,” they all said.
“Can you do me a favor and tell the other heads,” Stan said to
Cristina’s secretary Elena.
“Yes Sir,” Elena said.
The six of them then rushed out leaving Stan smiling to himself
until he realized he’d better not keep his own boss waiting.

*****

“Stanley, I called you here because I have some news. We need to
make some cuts to save money.”
Stan looked nervous again, “Cuts,” he thought, “you don’t have to
be an accountant to know that cut’s equals ‘pink slips’.” Then
Stan thought, “and since I’m the last in my department hired—”
“Now you being the head of the accounting department, you have
nothing to worry about, if anyone’s job is secure it’s yours,
maybe even more than mine, but for some reason, your accounting
department (or rather the department you’ve just inherited) has
always been one of our most over-staffed departments.”
“I bet I know why,” Stan thought to himself, remembering
everyone’s need for a personal secretary.
“Jacobs was a great head of accounting, but he couldn’t find a
way to satisfactorily solve the problem.” Jacobs, Stan knew, had
been his predecessor. “By the time it was clear what had to be
done, he was too closely connected to all his staff members.”
“I can imagine,” Stan thought.
“He couldn’t bring himself to do what had to be done, which is
why he transferred out and accepted a new position. This is why I
am giving you this assignment now, before you have a chance to
even properly meet your staff. Do what you have to!”

*****

Stan was sitting at his desk looking at files; twenty-one files
including his own. “Six Divisions,” he thought, “each one with
its own head, secretary and bookkeeper. No wonder Mr. Carson
seemed furious, there are close to twelve unneeded employees in
this department. Besides Maggie, whom I’ll need as my own
personal secretary, just one other general secretary will be fine
for the department. As for bookkeepers, these so called division
heads should be able to fill the numbers in on their own
worksheets without needing to pay anyone else to do what we pay
them to do!”
He looked at the clock and saw it was time to meet the division
heads.
“Maggie, I’ll need you in the conference room with me taking
notes.”
“Yes Sir,” Maggie answered over her intercom.
Stan hadn’t seen Maggie when he first returned from Mr. Carson’s
office and as he stepped out of his office he was glad to see her
in a black knee length skirt and black blouse, and she was
wearing glasses.
When Maggie saw him looking at her inquisitively she said, “Well
you didn’t honestly think I walked to work wearing my office
clothes did you? I change as soon as I get in. Mr. Jacobs always
wanted me to keep my office clothes here.”
“Which set exactly did he consider the office clothes,” Stan said
curiously.
“Not this get-up, that’s for sure,” Maggie said.

*****

Five minutes later, Stan was standing in front of his personal
staff, in the staff conference room. Besides the four he had met
already, the division heads also included Ernie Webber, head of
the Sales division and Margaret Anders of Purchases.
Stan signaled that he wanted complete silence as he spoke.
“As you know, I’m the new head of this Department, and your boss.
Should I decide to allow you to continue working here,” Everyone,
even Maggie focused very worried eyes on Stan.
Taking a white board and placing it on an aisle, Stan wrote
“Accounting Department” Under that he placed his name and a line
connecting his name to Maggie Styles on the same line. Below this
he then wrote the names of the six divisions, and a vertical line
under each of the division titles connected to the name of that
divisions head, below that another line connected the division
heads to their bookkeepers names, and finally on the last line,
the names of each divisions secretary.
“As you all know, also, I just came from a meeting with Mr.
Carson; he gave me a tough job for my first official assignment,”
Stan ran a line through the names of the six secretary’s on the
bottom line and everyone looked horrified. “We’re to cut the
staff to only the truly needed employees, and the first thing I
have to say is that we don’t need a personal secretary for every
division. If the employees I choose to remain need a little
relief, I’m sure they can help each other out, DURING SCHEDULED
BREAKS!” The staff shivered.
One of the staff raised his hand and when Stan signaled he could
speak said, “Forgive me Sir, but we need a secretary, Maggie
can’t handle everything.”
“I’m quite aware of that Harry.” Grabbing an eraser, Stan cleared
away the entire bottom line and put the words Department
Secretary in it’s place and lines that clearly showed she would
work for all the divisions. “None of the current secretaries are
skilled enough to do work for a single division, let alone all
six, which is why I’ll be hiring a professional secretary myself.
It will also be a lot easier than choosing one of the current six
to stay. Now we move to the next part,” Stan said with a sort of
wicked smile, the way his personal staff was squirming was sort
of turning him on. “Hmm,” he thought to himself, “maybe there is
a bit of the dominator in me too.” Out loud he said, “Being
employees of the accounting department you all know that the
meaning of downsizing is cutting out the middle man; leaving just
those that are actually doing the work. Now let’s see who’s in
the middle here, and who is actually doing the work. Stan cracked
up inside as he saw several of his staff almost pee in their
chairs as he said this.
“Well,” Stan said as if thinking out loud, “these six division
heads bring me some very clear and important reports. I can’t do
without those reports.” His staff turned hopeful eyes on him.
Then Stan said, “then again, they only report on the numbers
these bookkeepers fill in; how hard can it be to teach these
bookkeepers to bring me clear reports of the numbers they fill
in?” The division heads looked scared again, maybe even nauseas
especially when Stan put the marker at the start of the line with
their names.
Annette raised her hand and said, “Please Sir, may I speak?”
Stan turned to her and said, “Sounds to me like you are already
speaking, but go ahead, you can continue.”
“Well,” Annette said nervously, “it’s just that training a simple
bookkeeper to give proper accounting reports can be more time
consuming and problematic than you think.’
“This may be true,” Stan said, “but is there an alternative?”
Looking around at her co-workers who were all nodding at her that
she should say it, Annette said, “well, as well as giving
reports, all of us are accountants, we already know how to keep
books.”
Stan gave a ‘let me see if I understand what you’re saying’ look
and said, “I see, so you are saying that you can easily do the
bookkeeping jobs as well as give me the reports is that it?”
All of them nodded and Stan said, “Hmm, it would save me the
hassle of training anyone for new jobs.” He kept a pensive look
on his face, and when he didn’t move the marker from the line
with their names he noticed a few of his staff members start to
sweat. “Oh I can’t be this cruel,” Stan thought to himself and
slowly lowering the marker to the line with the bookkeeper’s
names crossed it out.
Stan actually heard a sigh of relief from his staff and he then
said, “I expect you all to give the workers in your division a
pink slip with a 2 week notice by the end of the day. That will
be all for now,” he then added, “I believe the restroom is
completely empty, why don’t you all take a 20 minute break to
calm your nerves before going on. Only you, however, get used to
helping each other out. Come on Maggie, this has been a little
tense for me too.” And with that, they all quickly left the
conference room.
Chapter Seven – The Duties of a Housewife
“Amy, what am I suppose to be doing?” Laura asked suddenly from
her seat at the kitchen table.
Laura had been sitting in the same place now since Stan had
called almost two hours earlier. She had just read a House and
Garden Magazine cover to cover and suddenly realized she had no
interest in houses or gardens.
Amy, who had just come down from cleaning the kids’ rooms to make
lunch, looked at Laura inquisitively and said, “What’s that you
say?”
“What am I suppose to be doing?” Laura repeated, “As a housewife,
you know? I’m not interested in this gardening stuff, even if
Pietro would let me anywhere near his garden. I like cooking, a
little, but you have made it clear that that is your department,
as is the house cleaning. What then am I suppose to do? Start
watching day time soap operas?”
“It is one thing a lot of housewives do,” Amy said with a smile.
“Well not this housewife, I didn’t study four years in college to
sit in front of a TV watching ‘The Bold and the Beautiful’ or
‘The Young and the Restless’ while the days of my life pass me
by.” Laura gave a deep sigh. “It’s my first day as a housewife
and I’m already bored to death. I can already tell this simply
isn’t for me.” She gave a sad, ‘but what am I to do’ look and Amy
took pity on her.
“You know, a housewife is only needed when a house needs to be
tended to, if there are two servants in a house to do that, then
you are pretty free to do anything you want. You just have to
decide what that is.”
“What do I want,” Laura repeated thinking out loud. She looked
over at Amy as she bent down to get something out of the cabinet
under the kitchen counter and saw Amy’s bald pussy open up a bit
and drip some cunt juice on the floor. Though it had been a week
since she had returned from her honeymoon, she hadn’t really had
much opportunity to connect with this gorgeous red-head. The main
theme that week had been making two families truly one, and she
had focused especially on her three new sons as well as her
husband and daughters.
“Well, what would you like,” Amy said from her bent position,
breaking Laura’s trance as she looked lustfully at Amy’s twat.
“What’s that,” Laura asked having forgotten what they were
discussing.
“To know what you want to do you have to start by deciding what
you like to do.”
“What I like to do is work!” Laura said exasperated. “My husband
is working, my children are at school, and there is no need for
me here in the house. I’m getting a job. I’ll talk it over with
Stan and let him know that it’s not because we need extra money,
it’s because I’ll go crazy if I don’t get something to do.”
“Stan never told me,” Amy said, “what exactly did you do?”
“I actually have two very different degrees, one is in Fashion
Design, that’s what I was doing since I graduated, designing
clothes. I was pretty good at it, but I got tired of the big
labels getting the credit for my ideas, and I couldn’t get any
backing, financially or through recommendation to start putting
out my own line of clothes. Anyway, a project of that magnitude
would have kept me away from my girls for a lot longer than my 9
to 5 job.”
“So I take it you are not interested in going back to that line
of work,” Amy said grabbing some cups and bringing the coffee pot
to the table, “a little coffee to help you think?”
“Yes, please,” Laura said smiling, and in no way trying to hide
her fascination with Amy’s boobs or her hairless pussy, “and no,
fashion designing just doesn’t interest me anymore at this time.”
Amy poured Laura some coffee and then sat directly opposite her
with her legs parted; Laura could smell Amy’s beautiful scent
over the smell of the coffee. She found it very intoxicating.
“What was the other degree,” Amy asked.
“What,” Laura said surprised, returning suddenly from the erotic
heaven the scent of Amy’s open pussy had taken her to.
“You said you had two degrees, I was wondering what the other one
was for.”
“Oh yes, my fallback career, one should always have one for when
that dream career of theirs just slips away from them. I got my
2nd degree in Office Management, it allows me to get, well apply
anyway, for any type of clerical job from secretary, to
receptionist to data input clerk.”
Amy noted Laura’s excitement when she spoke of this and said, “It
sounds like you’d like that.”
“Well,” Laura said mischievously, “I’ve always had this secret
fantasy of working as the secretary in a giant office and being
able to have an affair with all of my superiors; I was so jealous
before when Stan called and asked permission to fuck his
secretary, not because she was about to screw my husband, but
because she was living my dream.”
“Maybe you should ask Stan if they have any openings for a
secretary at his office.
“You know,” Laura said suddenly, “that’s a great idea, there may
not be anything in his department, but that building is a giant
haven of nothing but offices, he can keep his ears open for me.”
“I’m sure the recommendation of the head of the accounting
department can’t hurt your chances. Are you going to talk to him
now?”
“No, for all I know he’s still in some meeting, he promised to
call me when he starts his lunch hour. I’ll talk to him then.”
“So what are you going to do in the meantime,” Amy asked.
“In the meantime, I’m going to take you to bed and fuck you
crazy, because if I have to sit here for one more second smelling
that beautiful pussy of yours without getting a good taste of it,
I’m going to go crazy.’
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Amy said getting up and grabbing
Laura’s hand she pulled her up and led her out of the kitchen.

*****

Around an hour later the phone rang and Laura stubbornly opened
her eyes. She found Amy’s pussy still covering her head exactly
as it had been ten minutes ago when she had passed out after her
sixth or seventh massive orgasm. She started licking and sucking
again, even as she stretched out her hand to grab the cordless
phone on the night table by the bed. As she took her mouth off
Amy’s pussy long enough to say “hello” she felt her own pussy
once more being invaded by Amy’s super talented tongue.
“Hi honey,” Stan said over the phone, “what are you doing?”
“Trying to recover from an incredible fuck session with Amy.”
“Well that will take a while,” Stan said humorously, “Believe me
I know.”
“How about you,” Laura asked, “how’s your first day been going?”
“Well, except for the fact that I’ve had to fuck 9 women and 3
guys, that’s without counting the two times I have fucked Maggie,
things haven’t gone to great.”
“Why, what’s wrong,” Laura asked nervously.
The boss met with me to let me know that the first thing I had to
do was fire pretty much my entire staff.”
“Oh no,” Laura said horrified.
“Yeah, but I guess he had a point, it was pretty easy doing it
before I’d actually made any kind of connection with them. The
problem is that since my meeting with the main staff, these
others have been marching into my office wanting a chance to
prove they have the balls, or in most cases, not the balls, to
continue working here. I felt bad enough having to reject them as
employees without having to reject them as people also.”
“And to think, I was going to ask you if there were any
secretarial positions open at your job.”
Laura gave a loud moan and had to bury her head in Amy’s cunt
again.
“Is Amy still in bed with you,” Stan asked, “because you
definitely won’t recover any time soon if you’re still fucking
her?” Then as if he suddenly caught something he said, “What do
you mean a secretarial position?”
Letting Amy know that she needed her to stop a while, she had Amy
turn around so that she was lying on top of Laura in a face to
face position with their boobs squishing together and their cunts
rubbing into one another.
“Stan, I’m sorry, it’s only been less than a day and already I
know I can’t do this housewife thing; mostly because we don’t
need a housewife here. There’s nothing for me to do. Pietro is
working his garden, Amy is cooking and cleaning, well when she’s
not in bed with me anyway, the kids are at school, you’re at
work, are you understanding what I’m trying to say.”
“I think I am,” Stan said, “you’re having trouble adjusting to
housewife duties because in fact, you have none. I can see how
that can get tiresome. But why did you mention a secretarial
position, you were a fashion designer.”
Laura rubbed her free hand into the crack of Amy’s butt and begun
slowly working her index finger into Amy’s butt hole.
“Yes, I was, but remember, I also have my bachelors in Office
Management.”
“Right your fall back career, I remember now.”
“That’s why I was hoping that with so many companies sharing that
giant office building you’re in, you might hear if someone has an
opening.”
Stan’s eyes flashed again as he took in what Laura had just said,
“so many companies,” Stan repeated thoughtfully, “yes, I wonder
how many might just need a personal secretary or a bookkeeping
clerk, why didn’t I think of this before!”
Laura had absolutely no idea what Stan was talking about and she
started to say so when he interrupted saying, “Honey, I’m going
to need you to pry yourself free of Amy, I know that’s not
exactly an easy task, but I think I have exactly what you need.
Take a shower, a cold one preferably, and have Pietro drive you
here in about an hour-and-a-half, I have to get started, I have a
lot of phone calls to make.”
As Laura hung up, Amy kissed her passionately and began more
strongly grinding her twat into Laura’s. Laura was about to tell
her she had to get up, but feeling very blissful thought, “oh
heck, there’s always time for one more orgasm; I just have to
make sure not to pass out this time.”
Chapter Eight – Ana’s Soul-mate Vs. Ana’s Teacher
The bell rang signaling the end of the third period class, and
the Andersons walked out trying to draw as little attention to
themselves as possible. Third period had ended up being the first
class they went to because for some reason the school delayed
opening for more than an hour. No one had been told why, but
there had been rumors of a mysterious substance being present
throughout the halls of the school. No one gave an official word
as to what was found, but obviously it wasn’t dangerous since
they eventually let the students enter the school after
everything was cleaned up.
“I can’t believe we all have the exact same classes,” Lana said,
“what are the chances?”
“I don’t think chance has anything to do with it,” John said, “I
heard something about exact twins or triplets often being kept
together to stop the temptation of switching places on things
like tests. You can’t go substitute for your sibling if you have
to be in the same room at the same time taking the exact same
test.”
“Bummer,” Ana said, “Well, that they kept both sets of us
completely together is a plus.”
“Yeah,” Hannah said locking an arm around Ron, “don’t you think
so Master.”
Ron shot her an angry look and whispered, “Do I have to remind
you that in school I am not you’re master; I’m your brother.”
“Oh, right,” Hannah said suddenly releasing his arm, then,
looking at him said a little loudly, “thanks for the tip brother,
you’re a genius,” and leaning up to him gave him a quick kiss on
the cheek as she whispered, “this is going to be hard.”
He smiled at her then shaking his head said, “Music class next;
that should be an easy ‘A’ for us.”
“Not if the teacher only wants us to do that Beethoven or Chopin
stuff that usually puts me asleep,” Ana commented, “God I hope we
get a hip music teacher.”
“Well, we better head out,” John said, “it’s all the way in the
North building, room N335, wow, that’s some walk from here.”
“Come on,” Ron said, “we better hurry.”
“You three go ahead and grab us some good seats in the front,”
Lana said, “we need to pace ourselves a bit, plus we need to stop
in a restroom on the way.”
Don and John looked at the girls puzzled, and rolling his eyes
Ron said, “They mean it’s almost that time of the month and they
have to go slow. Do they have to spell it out?”
“Hey,” John said angrily, “you’re the only one that is a real
relationship with one of them. Don’t blame us if we don’t have
you’re level of understanding.”
They took off quickly in the direction of the exit that leads to
the center building and eventually the North.
“I’m feeling a little oozy already,” Lana said, “I think I’m
going to get a ginger ale from the vending machine and take a
Midol.”
“Well I really have to go now,” Ana said, “so I’ll meet you in
class.”
“I’ll stay with you Lana; you know how you get sometimes when it
starts.” Hannah said.
As Ana ran in search of the nearest girl’s room, Hannah and Lana
walked toward the vending machine.
Lana sat on a bench next to it and as Hannah got her the drink
she pulled out a pack of pills from her pocket.
After taking it and sitting a minute or two Lana said, “You
better go ahead, I’m okay but I better go slowly.”
“Well I’ll wait for you,” Hannah insisted.
“Nah, that’s okay, go ahead; remember, you are under orders to be
every one of your teachers’ favorite student, showing up late to
their first class doesn’t help with that.”
“Oh,” Hannah said as she suddenly turned and started running
without looking back.
She was just turning a corner toward the center building door
when CRASH!

*****

“Oww,” Hannah said getting up quickly and seeing the young
hazel-eyed brunette trying to stand as well. “Oh dear,” Hannah
said, “I shouldn’t have been running like that, I’m so sorry.”
As the young lady focused her eyes on Hannah she started to say,
“No, it’s as much my fault, I was running too, I’m going to be
late to my—” getting a good look at Hannah she said, “Oh my God,
it’s you. Oh I’ve been looking and looking for you!”
Hannah was a bit confused but she remembered why she was running
in the first place and said, “I’m sorry miss, I think you must
have me confused with someone else. I’m sort of in a rush though,
I can’t be late. Nice running in to you.” Hannah then turned and
ran, leaving a shocked, confused and somewhat hurt Patty picking
up some books.
“She didn’t seem to recognize me, not even to know me,” Patty
thought as she picked up another book. “But that can’t be. My
Sugar loves me as much as I love her, I know she does.” Patty
heard someone walking quickly behind her as she picked up another
book and heard a voice behind her say, “There’s one more behind
you; here I have it.”
Patty stood up and took a book that was being handed to her,
“Thank YOU!” she said, “but I just—I—I”
“It’s okay,” Lana said hurrying on, throwing the young lady an
odd look. “She must have a stuttering problem,” Lana thought,
“she’s very pretty though.”
“No,” Patty thought, “I must be going crazy. I’ve seen her so
much in my dreams these past three weeks that now I’m seeing her
wherever I go. Oh Lord, I must look flushed and crazed at the
moment; I can’t meet my first class of the semester looking like
that. I saw a girl’s bathroom down the hall, maybe I should make
a quick stop. No time to waste looking for the nearest staff
bathroom. I’m already late.”
Patty walked quickly toward the bathroom she had seen and on
entering, put her books on the lid of a trash can and proceeded
to wash her face. Through the mirror she noticed a skirt lying in
front of one of the stalls. Smiling she thought,” someone was in
a hurry to get in there.” She then suddenly frowned worriedly as
she thought she heard someone throwing up. “Hello,” she said,
“are you alright?”
No one talked for a minute and getting more worried, Patty
decided to open the stall door and check. Picking up the skirt in
front of the stall, she opened the door and found a young blond
girl bent over the bowl barfing. The girl was naked from the
waist down, this didn’t surprise Patty seeing as she was holding
the girls skirt. The girl’s bent over and wide-legged stance gave
Patty a clear look into the girl’s wet cunt and Patty thought,
“what a beautiful juicy looking pussy, it looks just like my—”
out loud she then said, “SUGAR!”
The girl in the stall had stood straight and turned to see who
had opened the door. She looked unbelievingly at Patty for a
minute then screamed, “PATTY!” Ana pulled Patty into the stall
with her and started kissing her passionately, forgetting that
she had just been throwing up.
Patty, however, didn’t care, there was doubt about it; this girl
standing before her was her Sugar.
“Oh Patty,” Ana said between kisses, “I’ve tried so much to find
you since that day, I shouldn’t have just left like that, but I
was so confused at first, because I realized how in love I am
with you. I had been having sex with girls for years, but I had
never fallen in love with one before. It frightened me a little,
but I’ve accepted who I am now, and I’m not afraid to tell you
how much I love you.”
Patty was kissing Ana just as much as Ana was kissing her, and as
they continued to embrace, Patty’s hand somehow ended up in Ana’s
cunt, and two or three fingers started pumping the hole that had
reminded Patty who she truly was. But Patty suddenly stopped and
said, “Sugar, what’s wrong, why are you throwing up?”
“Oh, it’s almost that time. I came in rushing to use the
bathroom, and suddenly it hit me. But I’m fine now; with you
here, I’ll always be fine.”
Patty suddenly realized something and pulling her fingers out of
Ana’s pussy said, “Sugar, do you go to school here?”
“Why yes,” Ana said finding it an odd question, but then
remembered that Patty had believed she had been a college
freshman.
Patty quickly handed Ana her skirt and turning stepped out of the
stall without saying a word.
“Patty,” what’s wrong,” Ana said, “Okay, so I’m not as old as you
thought, I’m still the same person, and I still love you.”
Patty didn’t say a word, she was gathering up her books as
quickly as possible.
“Patty, talk to me please,” Ana said almost in tears.
Patty was at the door of the bathroom and hearing Ana give a sob
turned and said, “Don’t cry, please, we’ll talk, but I’m late at
the moment for a class. If you want, we’ll talk during lunch next
period. Meet me in room N335 at the end of this period. And
Sugar, I love you and I always will, but I think we’re going to
have a little problem.” With that, Patty rushed out and almost
ran to class.

*****

Patty rushed into the class without even looking at the students.
With her back to the class she started writing on the board
saying, “I’m sorry I’m late class, I had a small accident on my
way here,” on the board she had written the name ‘Ms. Patricia
Clark’ “I am Ms. Clark to all of you. Anyone who dares call me
Prof. Clark will get an instant ‘F’. Prof. Clark makes me sound
too old.” She finally turned and said, “oh my—”
“You!” both Hannah and Lana said together.
Patty didn’t know these girls, but she didn’t have to be a genius
to realize they were her Sugars sisters. Besides them, there were
three young boys sitting in the front row, all also exact
triplets, and between the two girls was an empty seat with two
book bags in it. The girls were obviously saving the seat for
someone, and Patty had a very unhappy feeling she knew exactly
who that someone was.
Going over to her desk she grabbed the roster and quickly
spotting six names she called out, “John Anderson, Ron Anderson,
Don Anderson Hannah Anderson, Ana Anderson, Lana Anderson.”
As she called each name she took note as the student raised his
or her hand, when she finished calling the entire roll she had
one name that had not responded present. She suddenly heard the
door open and someone ran past her and as Lana and Hannah removed
their bags, Ana sat and said without truly looking up. “I’m sorry
I’m late, teacher, I was in the bathroom and I was suddenly
caught ill.”
“I know Ana, I was there. By the way, as I was saying I am Ms.
Clark, your music teacher.”
Ana looked up shocked and as her mouth dropped open in awe,
Hannah and Lana looked curiously at her and Lana said, “What’s
wrong?”
“It’s her,” Ana whispered, “it’s Patty!”
Chapter Nine – Lunchtime Lovers
When the bell signaled the end of their fourth period, Patty
said, “Andersons, can you stay a few minutes please, I’d like to
speak with you.”
Ana looked curiously at Patty, they were supposed to have a
private talk, why keep her brothers and sisters there.
When everyone else had left and Patty was alone with the
Andersons, they gathered around her desk and she said, “I know
who you are,” she seemed to be talking to the group, but her eyes
were locked with Ana’s. “I didn’t recognize you at first, you
look somewhat different out of costume; plus, last time I saw you
it was night time on a beach; Triplet X Love Times 2, isn’t it?”
Ana, who was the only one of the six Patty seemed to see nodded
and Patty continued, “You’re incredibly talented and have a
chance of really going somewhere, however, my point is that I
have taught many groups in my time, ranging from really rotten to
semi-cool, to—” and this time she took a moment to look over all
of them as she said, “extremely awesome.”
The kids all felt a sense of pride as they realized that their
music teacher was obviously praising their musical skills.
“However,” Patty continued, “more often than a music teacher
would like, the majority of band and group members, even awesome
ones, end up failing music class.” The kids all threw her a
worried look at this statement, and Patty explained, “It’s not
because they can’t play or sing, but because they are locked into
one style of music: rock, rap, disco, etc. and they forget that
music class is not about their style of music, it is about the
appreciation of music, all music, do you understand that?”
As the kids nodded again Patty said, “Who’s the leader of the
group?”
Ana quickly said, “I’m in charge of the band Pa—Ms. Clark.”
“I’m not surprised; you’re the lead voice aren’t you?”
“Yes Mam.”
“Why don’t we let your brothers and sisters go to lunch and you
hang around a bit longer. I’m going to need a T.A. and who better
to be the T.A. in a music class than the leader and lead voice of
an awesome band.” Patty smiled as she said this.
“Hey,” Hannah said, “I’m supposed to be the teacher’s pet.”
Smiling she then said, “but I’m sure my master wouldn’t mind
making one exception,” and she walked to the door followed by the
others. Ana followed also, locking the door as the others left,
she then quickly turned and looking confused and upset said, “I
guess you’re really not as young as you look.”
“Well like I said at the beach, most people confuse me for a high
school student here, but I am only twenty-two, don’t tell anyone
though, they tend not to respect you as much if they think you’re
too young.”
“Twenty-two,” Ana said shocked, “but you just made it sound like
you’ve been teaching for years.”
“Four years to be exact. I was a bit of a prodigy, I graduated
high school when I was ten, college when I was fourteen and had
my teaching masters by the age of eighteen.”
Ana looked incredulous at Patty, “but you told me you met your
first true love in high school?”
“Yeah, but I didn’t mention that she was somewhat older than me
and had a thing for kids,” Patty said smiling.
“I love you,” Ana suddenly said, “you know that, right? I don’t
care if you’re somewhat older than me.”
“Ana, you know I love you too, but when we first got together I
believed you were at least eighteen. The fact that your are only
15—”
“16 next week,” Ana said.
“Fine, 16, doesn’t change the fact that I am your teacher and
that I am risking my job just by meeting alone with you.”
“I’m a very sweet 16 don’t you think?” Ana said raising her skirt
and flashing her naked twat.
“Please don’t do that,” Patty said, knowing how little she could
resist Ana’s sweet juices.
Instead of lowering her skirt, Ana stuck a finger up her pussy
and began to swirl it around and around getting it good and wet,
then walking straight up to Patty, pulled the finger out and
stuck under Patty’s nose saying, “Do you want to remember just
how sweet I am?”
Patty smelled Ana’s beautiful scent on her finger and tried to
resist saying, “Please, we can—” but before she could finish, Ana
rammed the finger in her mouth and wouldn’t release the pressure
on it until she felt Patty willingly and joyously sucking the
juices off it.
“You see,” Ana said, “You do love me.”
“I told you I do, but I also told you that’s not the issue.”
“If I love you, and you love me, what other issue is there, who
has the right to keep us apart?”
Patty thought about the question a little, and suddenly, coming
to a decision said, “No one has the right to keep us apart!” she
then sat Ana on the edge of the desk, right in front of her
chair, and buried her face in Ana’s twat; how she had dreamed
over the last three weeks of being able to savor her sweet
Sugar’s juices again.
As Patty feasted, joyously, Ana slipped a hand under Patty’s
blouse and started to squeeze and cup her boobs. Ana then pinched
Patty’s nipple sending glorious sensations throughout Patty’s
body.
Patty didn’t even realize how it happened, but before she knew it
she was lying on the floor with Ana sitting on her face. Ana
suddenly bent forward and raising Patty’s skirt, lowered her
panties and buried her own face in Patty’s glorious cunt. Ana
started pumping two fingers in and out of Patty’s pussy as she
glued her mouth to Patty’s clit. Patty moaned a little and began
pumping her tongue savagely in and out of Ana’s tight twat,
fucking her with her tongue as if it were a true cock.
Ana was going wild, she added another finger into Patty’s pussy,
there were now three fingers pumping rapidly in and out. Somehow
this still didn’t seem enough, so she worked a fourth finger in
as Patty screamed lightly into Ana’s own cunt. Ana went all the
way, working her whole hand into Patty’s pussy. Once inside, she
closed her hand into a fist and continued pumping rapidly. Ana
felt Patty going over the edge, Patty redoubled her tongue
fucking effort, wanting desperately to give Ana as much joy as
Ana was giving her; she brought a hand over Ana’s ass, and
finding the crack, began to explore it with her index finger,
finding Ana’s rosebud, she rammed her finger in mercilessly.
Ana moaned around Patty’s clit; actually biting it when she felt
Patty’s finger reach deep in her anus, she sped up her fisting of
Patty’s cunt to a rate that she could easily be compared to
Sylvester Stallone in a Rocky movie.
Patty gave a scream that, if not muffled by her tongue in Ana’s
twat, would have had all school security officials breaking down
the door. As Patty started to cum, Ana brutally pulled her fist
out of Patty’s cunt, intensifying her pleasure with a bit of
pain. Ana then glued her mouth to Patty’s cunt, drinking the
floods of juice that flowed freely into her mouth; on once more
being able to finally taste Patty’s juices, she went over the
edge herself, cumming and cumming and cumming for Patty, wanting
to give her so much that Patty would never want to separate her
mouth from Ana’s twat again.
They both came so much that they actually passed out from the
intensity. They were brought back by a phone ringing and on
struggling back to full consciousness, Ana flipped her cell phone
open and saw Lana looking at her.
“If you and Ms. Clark are finished with your meeting, maybe the
two of you should take a few minutes to ‘freshen up’ next period
starts in 10 minutes.”
“Oh God,” Ana heard Patty say, “We better hurry. Tell your sister
thanks for me.”
Getting up and helping Ana up, Patty held her in an embrace for a
minute and then kissing her like the soul-mate she was said, “No
one will come between us, ever. Now let’s get freshened up, we
both look like we’ve just cum buckets.”
Ana smiled and they left the room separately and in opposite
directions, Ana towards the girls room, and Patty toward the
staff bathroom.


Chapter Ten – The Office Party
Stan had been on the phone for two hours straight after his talk
with Laura. He had locked himself in his office and informed
Maggie that absolutely no one was to disturb him, and that with
the exception of his wife, his kids or Mr. Carson she was to take
all phone messages.
When he stepped out of his office, he found twelve naked people
anxiously staring at him eager for a second interview. He threw a
disapproving eye at Maggie who was now sitting at her desk
completely naked also.
“I’m sorry sir,” she said noting the look on his face, “but I
started to feel really weird after a while, being the only person
in here with clothes I mean.”
“Everybody in the conference room now,” Stan said firmly.
Without even bothering to dress, everyone quickly stepped out of
Stan’s office and paraded across the main accounting office,
toward the conference room.
Seeing them all march through, the remaining six employees looked
curiously at Stan as he passed, and he signaled that they could
join them. As they all took seats in the conference room, Stan
said, “my decision hasn’t changed, it’s not my decision to
change!”
Everyone, even those lucky enough to still have their jobs sadly
lowered their heads.
“However, I’ve been on the phone for the last two hours, it might
interest you all to know that there are exactly 350 different
companies sharing this office building, of those 16 were in
immediate need of a new bookkeeper and 20 in need of new personal
secretaries. Everyone was suddenly looking at Stan with a new
interest and some excitement.
Stan put his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out a pack of
folded envelopes. “Rather than two weeks notice, I’ve decided to
give the twelve of you that have to go an envelope with your name
on it, the envelope has the name and location of a company that
wants you to start with them tomorrow at your present salary, a
personal letter of recommendation from me, and two weeks salary.
Do you think you would be happy with that?”
Not only did Stan’s words receive some enthusiastic nods and
approval, he actually heard some cheering. The dread of having to
search for a new job that would pay near enough to their old
salaries to cover their debts is what had most of them parading
the office in the nude; to be handed a new job right then and
there lifted a great load off all of their shoulders.
They all appreciatively grabbed the envelope with their name, and
were still thanking him when to their horror the conference room
door opened and a woman they didn’t know stepped in; a very
beautiful blond woman whom most eyed nervously with a ‘don’t I
know this woman from somewhere’ expression. Being that the
majority of them had spent a little time in Stan’s office that
day, they had seen her before; in the picture they had studied on
Stan’s desk to be exact.
Stan then tried to make the nervous group of naked former
employees feel more relaxed by saying, “I want to introduce the
person you should all really be thanking; this is Ms. Laura
Irving.” Laura threw him a questioning look when introduced with
her maiden name. “Ms. Irving is the new general secretary and
office manager of our department, it was she that brought to my
attention the fact that there were so many other companies in
this building.”
The group turned appreciative eyes toward Laura. She, on the
other hand, was looking wide-eyed at her husband.
“You know,” Stan said, “I should celebrate the fact that everyone
is coming out of this ahead.”
He suddenly dropped his pants, revealing a massive erection and
pulled off his shirt, standing before them completely nude. “What
say we forget about work for the rest of the day and just party?”
Everyone seemed to love that idea, and quickly, the few remaining
employees still wearing clothes dropped them leaving Laura the
only person in the room still wearing clothes.
Laura looked around as the people in the room began pairing off
and sometimes forming groups of three or four, she especially
took note of Stan who had dropped to his knees and buried his
face in the beautiful hairless pussy of a very gorgeous brunette.
“Hey,” Laura said, “isn’t this as much a welcome to the office
party for me as it is a goodbye party for those leaving?” She
dropped her skirt and pulling off her blouse lay down on the
conference table with her pussy right on the edge, feet up and
knees apart, throughout the rest of the afternoon all the guys in
the room took their turn fucking her to the point of cumming in
her; between the guys, one of the women would suck her clean,
readying her for the next cock; and she had one of the women
sitting on her face at every moment.
“Now this is an office party,” Laura thought, and as Stan rammed
his cock in and out of Maggie’s ass, he had the same exact
thought.


Chapter Eleven – The Sex Education Teacher
The Anderson kids walked into their sixth period class a little
nervously. More nervous than one might expect; they were truly
dreading what might be said in this class.
As usual, the girls decided to sit in the front, right in front
of the teacher’s desk, the boys on the other hand, opted to sit
in the very last row. Debbie Wilson was with the Andersons in
this class as were: Martha Wise, Jerry Clinton, Harry Fuller and
Jennifer Ramos. Harry and Jennifer were supposed to have taken
the class the previous year, but as part of their protest in
securing a Gay and Lesbian Society for the school, they had
refused to attend.
Everyone waited for the old boring ‘know nothing about today’s
world’ creep that would be teaching them that sex was a bad
thing.
The door opened and they saw a young man in his late twenty’s (at
the most) enter; as had most of the other teachers that day, he
gave special attention to the Anderson kids. It’s not every day,
I guess, you have two sets of exact triplets in one class. He
especially seemed interested in the clothes that the Anderson
girls were wearing. Lana took the opportunity to size him up a
bit. He definitely wasn’t the old fogy she was expecting, in
fact, Lana thought, “he is damn hot!”
He turned around and walking to the board wrote the words, “Dr.
Randolph Lewis” and under that “SE101” and next to that “24
days!”
He walked around the desk and looked at the class, he sat on the
edge of his desk and said, “24 days, that’s what they give me to
try and teach you a lesson that needs to last you the rest of
your lives. One that, if you don’t learn can mean the end of your
life or at least the end of your life as you ever imagined it.”
“Here it comes,” Lana thought, “the sex is evil speech.”
“If you are waiting for me to tell you that sex is evil, you can
just keep waiting,” Dr. Lewis said. “There is nothing evil about
sex. Sex is in fact one of the most beautiful, fulfilling,
calming and pleasing activities God ever invented. It is in fact
the only original activity God left.”
The class all had their eyes focused on the Sex Ed. Teacher as if
in shock. Pretty much everyone had looked up some good rebuttals
for when the teacher started saying what a horrible thing sex
was, but what were they to say to this guy?
“So,” Dr. Lewis said, “am I telling you to go out and start
having sex like rabbits?” Lana threw him a hopeful, ‘oh yes
please’ look. Dr. Lewis however said, “No, I’m not! Am I
therefore telling you not to have sex?” He looked deep in Lana’s
eyes, she was sitting right in front of his desk and Lana had a
strange feeling that he was reading her every thought. “No!” Dr.
Lewis continued, “Your body is your body, feel free to do
whatever you want with it, if you want to screw around 24-7 that
is up to you, I have no say in that!”
Dr. Lewis now got off the desk and again walked to the
blackboard. “So what am I here for,” he said. “There’s something
I have to teach you kids, and seeing as my 24 days will already
be down one by our next meeting, I better start teaching it.”
He erased what was written on the board and in the center of the
board in big block letters wrote the words, “SAFE SEX” Turning to
the class he said, “What I have to teach you is no joke, can
anyone guess what I’m here to teach you?”
Lana raised her hand and said, “That you can have all the sex you
want as long as you’re protected.” She went into the pocket of
her skirt and pulling something out held it high and said,
“girls, always have one handy, you can’t trust the guys to
remember them.” The entire class started to break into laughter,
but they suddenly froze up when they realized that someone was
laughing a lot louder, and a lot more wickedly than any of them.
Between fits of insane laughter Dr. Lewis said, “Oh is that what
you think I’m here to teach you missy. Then lady you are
definitely going to fail, because what I am here to teach you is
this.”
In even bigger and bolder letters, he wrote the following words
under the two already there, “IS A JOKE!”
The class looked puzzled, obviously beyond understanding.
“Anyone know what an oxy-moron is?” Dr. Lewis asked suddenly.
Debbie raised her hand and said, “a phrase that is made
meaningless by the fact that the elements of the phrase are
contradicting and therefore cancel each other out.”
“One dictionary,” Dr. Lewis said continuing Debbie’s explanation
“gave a simple example ‘a mournful optimist’ Can you see how
ridiculous this phrase is, how can an optimist ever be mournful?
The world today is full of some incredible oxy-morons one of the
latest is ‘reality TV’. With the exception of watching the news,
most people sit in front of a TV to escape reality for a while.
Now, one of the most harmful, if not deadly, oxy-morons is the
phrase you see on the board right now ‘SAFE SEX’. Class, do you
know what hot, satisfying, true, beautiful sex is?”
“It’s fantastic!” Lana shouted.
“Well yes,” Dr. Lewis said smiling, “it’s definitely that too;
however, first and foremost, sex, the kind of sex worth having,
worth talking about, worth bragging about is a RISK. Have you
ever heard of a safe risk?”
“Forgive me Sir,” Lana said angrily, “if you’re going to be
thinking like that then all you’ll eventually do is miss out on
the thrill the risk can bring you.”
“Miss out ehhh,” Dr. Lewis repeated, “I have some guests with me
today. Why don’t we hear a few of the things we might miss out
on.”

*****

“It was what I believed to have been one of the most beautiful
days of my life,” a young girl who looked no older than any of
them said, “we started with some incredible oral sex. Jack just
kept sucking my pussy fantastically, and every now and then he
would bite my clit while pumping me with his fingers. I was
leaking enough cunt juice to flood the entire city. After I had
cum, it was my turn to do Jack, and his cock tasted incredible, I
started by pumping him a bit with my hand first to get him really
hard, but when I sucked him into my mouth and down my throat,
that was the greatest. I could feel his cock making its way down
my throat, and my throat muscles would sort of contract around
it, then he really started fucking my face at a nice rhythm and I
could taste his wonderful pre-cum on my tongue. The best part of
that was feeling his cock grow even bigger right before it
exploded (I miss that feeling) in my mouth. God I loved his cum.
I love cum period. Anyway, after that I kept sucking him and
biting his cock head until he was hard again, then we really did
it. We had the most glorious sex for almost two hours. I can
still remember his cock pumping in and out of my cunt, first at a
slow pace, then very rapidly as he was getting ready to cum; I of
course had already cum I don’t know how many times. It was
wonderful, it was also the last time I ever saw Jack. Any
questions?”
Lana looked at the girl’s pretty face, then down to her breasts,
the girls hard nipples were trying to break through her blouse.
The telling of her story had obviously excited the young lady as
much as it did her. Lana then looked down at the girls large
pregnant belly and said, “Didn’t you think of using the pill.”
“I’d been on the pill for a whole year. Dr. Lewis had told us
last year that sometimes the pill didn’t work, but I didn’t
believe him. I wish I’d taken him a little more seriously, but at
least Jack didn’t seem to have had any STD’s”
“And this was a guy you had just met that night,” Lana said.
“A guy with a really hot body and a long-thick dick,” the girl
said, “I just wish I’d at least gotten his last name; for the
baby you know.”

*****

A young man in an orange jump suit looked at the kids. “Yeah,” he
said, “it’s been two years since I was sitting right there in the
back row, laughing at Dr. Lewis when he mentioned how dangerous
sex could be. I’d actually been having sex since I was eleven. It
never seemed dangerous to me, just pure joy. Then suddenly, last
year, I found out how true Dr. Lewis’ statement was. Marylyn, she
was my girlfriend, and the love of my life, she found out too
that what we were doing was no game. You see, Marylyn, she was a
true submissive; she loved to feel pain as much as pleasure
during sex. I remember how sad she’d look sometimes if I hadn’t
given her some good spankings and slaps in the face during our
regular sex sessions. Anyway, this day I’m talking about, it
started like any regular day, I clamped Marylyn’s nipples and her
clit, I jammed a twelve inch bump filled vibrator up her twat and
I started fucking her anally like a mad man. She loved anal sex,
it was really painful for her; that of course is what she loved.
I had a nice thick leather belt that I used to beat her arms,
legs and back, and sometimes I’d pull quickly out of her ass and
give her a few whacks on the rear. This always brought her so
much joy. After twenty minutes into the fucking, my adrenaline
was pumping as much as my cock and I decided to give Marylyn a
gift by making this ass fucking extra brutal, I’m still not sure
what happened, I just know that it got a little more painful than
even Marylyn was comfortable with and she ended up saying “No!”
“Oh no,” Hannah said out loud, shocked that any true submissive
would every say that to her master.”
“My thoughts exactly Honey,” the young man said looking at
Hannah. “I slapped her a few times across the mouth as I
continued pumping, and when she said, ‘No!’ a second time I
grabbed the belt and tightened it around her neck screaming that
she shut up and respect her master! Well, she finally kept quiet
and stopped resisting, and I was able to finish fucking her until
I came, a marvelous cum by the way. She would have liked the
feeling of my cum flowing in her, too bad she never got to feel
it. The worst thing is  her parents didn’t even let me go to the
funeral, the bastards.”
In the back of the class Ron slowly raised his hand and said,
“Are you saying—you killed her?”
“Duh, why do you think I’m in jail? But she felt a lot of pain at
that last fucking; I can only believe that she died happy.”
The prison guard accompanying the young man then escorted him out
of the classroom.
Ron and Hannah, in the meantime, threw each other uncomfortable
looks from the back to the front of the room.

*****

The final visitor was a beautifully bronzed skinned young lady,
from the reaction of many of the students when she entered, she
was obviously well known.
“I know a lot of you, and you know me, we’ve had some fantastic
fucks together. I know a lot of you have been calling my house,
and Marty’s too, wondering where we’ve been all summer. As you
know, we had a great end of the year orgy at the end of last
semester, and as you also know, my motto was never do anyone you
didn’t know, and never do anyone without protection. Well, the
thing is, Marty and I had the most incredible fuck session that
night, it was a night of sex worth bragging about. Those that did
him might remember that Marty had a nine inch extra thick cock
that could put you in heaven the moment it slid up your cunt. He
had an incredible weapon and he knew how to use it. He did me in
every single hole that night, but when he did my twat doggy
style, that was when it really got intense, doggy is my favorite
position, it really allows my pussy to open up and feel a cock
penetrate me to the end. Well, we were really worked up, and he
started fucking me extra strong and fast, powerful thrusts that
sent electricity from my twat to the end of my hair to the tip of
my toe nails. Man it felt good. The problem though, is that it
got so good and intense, that his condom broke and I felt his cum
flowing in me, so warm, hot and creamy. I got a little nervous so
I asked one of the girls there to suck me out, and even though I
was on the regular pill, I took a morning after pill the next day
just to be sure. Luckily I’m not pregnant.”
Debbie raised her hand and asked, “so if everything worked out,
why haven’t we seen you all summer. And why do you keep talking
about Marty like he’s not around anymore?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” The girl said absent-mindedly. “Marty died
of pneumonia last month. He had aids and his system couldn’t
fight the infection. Turns out he got it from a girl that passed
through town for a day last year. He never believed much in my
only people you know and always protected rule. Anyway, his
parents have kept it pretty quiet.”
“Wait a second,” Lana said suddenly, “so do you—well—I mean—”
“Well, I never met this girl, but when you sleep with someone you
sleep with every person they’ve ever slept with so you can say I
slept with her too, so did my sister, she was the girl at the
party I asked to suck me clean. That’s really the most painful
thing about this sickness, knowing that because of me, my sister
is lying in a hospital dying at this moment, the triple cocktail
I’m on wasn’t as effective on her.”

*****

“Now most of you may think this class in not as important as
other classes,” Dr. Lewis said as the bell was about to sound,
“but remember the grade you get will be averaged into your years
GPA, if you play your cards right and follow the simple
assignments of this class you can have an easy ‘A+’ to average in
with your other grades. Now forty percent of your grade is
determined by attendance, so fail to come and you fail this
class. Ten percent of the grade is determined by participation so
even if you decide to come in and say absolutely nothing, you can
still get an ‘A-’ as long as you do the other things necessary.
Finally, fifty percent of your grade is determined by your
completion of a simple assignment, this assignment is to go down
to the hospital, take a full STD test for most STDs including HIV
and AIDS and then submit a copy with a small report on how you
felt while waiting for the result and finally receiving it.”
The bell rang and everyone quickly got up and as soon as possible
stepped out. Lana, however, noticed that Dr. Lewis was not
leaving the class and she said to the rest, “go on ahead, I’ll
see you later.”
“Lana,” Ana said, “What are you going to do?”
“He’s wrong about what he’s missing, I just want to show him what
that truly is.”
“And how do you plan to do that?” Hannah asked worried.
“I have my ways,” Lana said smiling.
As she reentered the classroom, Ron took Hannah by the hand and
said, “Listen, Honey, I think we should talk a little about a
safety phrase, and here’s a direct order, LEARN TO USE IT! Come
and walk with me.”
“I wonder what the Queen is up to now,” Ana said looking at the
door.
“Do you really want to know,” Don asked walking away as fast as
he could.
“You don’t think he’d have her expelled if she got mad and tried
to unleash her wrath on him do you?”
“Nah,” John said, “he’d probably just ask her to marry him. Now
come on, stop worrying.”
Casting a final worried look at the door, Ana shrugged her
shoulders and followed the others to their seventh period class.
Chapter Twelve – Lana's Detention
When Lana reentered the classroom, she found Dr. Lewis sitting at
his desk underlining something on a sheet of paper. She boldly
walked up to the front of his desk and looking up Dr. Lewis said,
“Did you forget something, Lana?”
“I wanted to say that—hey wait a minute, how did you know my
name? You didn’t even call role?”
“Doesn’t mean I don’t have the roster,” he said showing her the
paper he’d been studying. Lana saw that it was, in fact, a copy
of the class roster and that Dr. Lewis had underlined four names
and put notes next to them. Two of the notes ended in question
marks, as if uncertain, but the other two were in big bold
letters as if saying ‘NO DOUBT ABOUT IT’.”
“You’ve underlined me and all my sisters and my brother Ron.
You’ve labeled us!” Lana said this angrily as she read the word
‘submissive’ in big bold letters next to Hannah’s name, ‘master’
with a question mark next to Ron, ‘lesbian’ also with a question
mark next to Ana and— “What do you mean ‘sexual leader and
trouble!” she demanded as she studied the note by her name. “How
dare you try to analyze us as if we were psychos at some shrinks
office?”
“I notice you are not denying any of the notes are correct,” Dr.
Lewis said calmly.
“What if they are, that’s beyond the point that it’s insulting to
have yourself—”
“—be so obvious about your life that you can be easily labeled?”
Dr. Lewis finished in a calm voice. “Why did come in here Lana?
Did you forget something, or were you thinking possibly of
seducing me so that I would truly understand what I was missing?”
Lana seemed a bit flustered and not knowing truly what to say
said, “So how did you know which sister was which if you never
called role?”
“I figured the different letters on your individual blouses were
there for a reason.”
“And Ron, how did you know him,” Lana asked.
“That was purely guess work, out of blue, red and green, red is
the only color that starts with a letter that also starts one of
your brother’s names, I figured they’d probably start the color
coding by pairing those two up.”
Lana couldn’t help but be impressed a little with Dr. Lewis’
observation skills, this also made her nervous, because what if
he was right about everything else too?
“I noticed you didn’t add any labels to John and Don,” she said.
“They didn’t talk during the class. For now I’d say they both
seem normal, though probably bi- like the rest of your family,
but eventually one of them will cross completely like your sister
Ana and accept he’s gay. Who, by the way, is green and who is
blue?
“Dad says that since Don is the youngest, he’s always green with
envy.” Giving a puzzled look she said, “I won’t ask why you think
my entire family is bi-, I won’t deny it either, I have no shame,
we do nothing wrong. However, I am curious to know, why do you
think either John or Don will eventually become gay?”
“Exact multi-birth siblings eventually want to make a powerful
statement that they are themselves and not just a clone or carbon
copy of their sibling. A statement that powerful can’t be made
with a simple declaration of a different career choice.”
“So they do it with a different sexual preference,” Lana said.
“It does make them stand out,” Dr. Lewis said.
Suddenly remembering the roster still in her hand, Lana lashed
out saying, “Maybe I am a ‘sexual leader’ and maybe I did come in
here to show you what you’re missing,” suddenly pulling off her
skirt and bending and turning around to give Dr. Lewis a good
view of her open dripping pussy she said, “that doesn’t make me
trouble!”
“It makes you trouble for me,” Dr. Lewis said still in that same
calm and unexcited voice, “it makes you an unnecessary temptation
I have to overcome.”
“A temptation,” Lana repeated straightening up and walking around
the desk, “you had me labeled as a temptation to you before I
even came in.” Giving him a big smile and leaping on his desk she
sat right in front of his face and spread her legs.
“It’s not a compliment,” Dr. Lewis said coldly, “please get off
my desk and put your skirt back on. Don’t make any plans for the
next three days after class,” he said, opening a drawer and
pulling out a blue sheet of paper and a pen. He also took out a
regular sheet of note paper. Instead of getting off and putting
her skirt back on, Lana pulled her blouse over her head and let
her naked breasts hit Dr. Lewis on the face as he bent down to
write.
“Make that the next 5 days, starting today.” Dr. Lewis said
calmly and apparently unfazed. When he finished writing he looked
at his watch and noted the time on the regular note paper; he
then handed both the note he had written and a carbon copy of the
blue sheet to Lana.
The words on the top of the blue sheet stood out in Lana’s eyes,
‘Detention Slip’ she read it over and said smiling, “So you want
me alone with you after school for the next 5 days? I think that
can be fun.”
“Detention is never fun my dear,” Dr. Lewis said, in no way
hiding that he was taking pleasure in having Lana’s totally naked
body sitting right in front of him, no matter what he said, “you
might look over the second sheet.”
Looking it over Lana said horrified, “It’s a note to my seventh
period teacher, ‘forgive Ms. Anderson for being late as I have
decided to make her my T.A. and needed to discuss some important
procedures with her. However, one of the things I need to teach
my T.A. is responsibility, so I suggest you give her an hours
detention for every minute past ten minutes from the time noted
here, the time at which we concluded our meeting’ Oh shit, I have
10 minutes to get to class or get more detention,” Lana said
jumping off the desk and putting her clothes on as quickly as
possible.
“Remember,” Dr. Lewis said, “come straight here after class, I’ll
have spoken with your parents by then and we can leave for your
detention.”
“Spoken with my parents,” Lana said freezing, “why do you have to
talk to them?”
“Well I need their signed consent to take you off the premises.”
“Off the premises,” Lana repeated a little nervously.
“You don’t think I’m fool enough to lock myself up with you alone
for two hours do you? You’ll be serving your detention in a very
public place. By the way, you now have nine minutes to get to
your next class.”
“Oh,” Lana said and ran quickly out the door.

*****

“Wow, detention ehhh,” Ana said admiringly, “I should tell Patty
to give me detention for a week.”
“Don’t smile,” Lana said, “I get the feeling it’s not going to be
as much fun as I anticipated.”
“Why do you say that,” Hannah asked.
“Because he was going to call Mom and Dad to get permission to
take me to some public place to complete it,” Lana said gloomily.
“Right,” Ron said, “he probably just wants the permission to take
you off the school grounds and to his house.”
“You think so,” Lana said hopefully.
“Maybe we should ask to stay with her,” John said.
“Why do you say that,” Ana asked
“Come on, a guy she just met today wants to take her away
somewhere, she shouldn’t be alone with him.”
“Maybe John is right,” Hannah said suddenly.
“Come on guys,” Lana said rolling her eyes, “we’re talking about
one my teachers not some mystery guy on the internet, what’s he
going to do, rape me before I get a chance to rape him?”
“Lana’s got a point,” Don said, “if anyone needs protection it’s
Dr. Lewis.”
“Look, don’t worry guys, just go home and I’ll fill you in on
everything that happens.”
“Well,” John said, obviously still worried, “at least keep your
cell phone on and close by at all times, okay.” He leaned over
and hugging her, kissed her on the cheek like a truly concerned
brother.
Lana then turned a corner in the hall they were walking and
headed toward the Sex Ed. classroom. The others continued toward
the school exit.
Lana found Dr. Lewis locking the Sex Ed. room and said, “You’re
not going to permit me one minute alone with you, are you?”
“Like I said,” Dr. Lewis said as he turned to look at her, “I’m
not stupid. Come on, I have your father’s signed permission slip
to take you. For the next two hours, for the next five days, you
are my slave.”
Lana’s eyes flashed in excitement at the thought then said
suddenly, “Wait a minute, Dad’s at his job, how did you get a
signed permission slip from him?”
“The joys of modern technology dear, ever hear of something
called a fax machine?”
“You’re mocking me, aren’t you?” Lana said smiling.
“Ah a Buffy and Angel fan ehhh,” Dr. Lewis said indicating Lana
should follow him.
“Will you stop analyzing me, please,” Lana said, her smile
turning into a frown, “It’s really starting to creep me out how
you can tell a lot about a person’s life just by one or two
sentences they speak.”

*****

Lana sat in the front seat of Dr. Lewis’ car, and as he drove,
she threw a few quick looks at the groin area of his pants,
looking for some sign that would tell her that he was, at least,
a little excited to be alone with her. Disappointed not to see
any, she boldly allowed her hand to drop right on Dr. Lewis’
thigh; encouraged by the fact that he had no objection, she
rubbed his thigh a little and slowly inched her hand up toward
his groin section.
“If you don’t want me to get too excited and crash this car,” Dr.
Lewis said in his cold voice, “I wouldn’t move any closer to that
area if I were you. My thigh has been feeling a bit sore so I
don’t mind it getting a free massage, but that’s as close as you
get honey.”
Lana removed her hand looking disheartened, “can you at least
tell me where we’re going,” she asked, suddenly as cold as Dr.
Lewis.
“We’re here,” he said pulling into the driveway of the local
hospital.
“The hospital,” Lana said shocked, “what—”
“Just follow me slave!” Dr. Lewis said forcefully, and for once
Lana was not excited about what prospects the term ‘slave’ had in
store for her.
On entering, Dr. Lewis took Lana over to the receptionist’s desk
and said, “Helen, let me get a temporary volunteer’s badge, name
Lana Anderson, age 15—”
“16,” Lana corrected.
“Not until next week,” Dr. Lewis said giving her a cold stare.
“This is too eerie,” Lana thought, “he even knows my birthday and
I can’t even remember his first name!”
“As I was saying,” Dr. Lewis continued, “age 15, hair blond, eyes
blue, height 5 ft. 8 in. I’d say.”
“5 ft. 10 in.” Lana corrected.
“Maybe in higher heels, but not in those,” Dr. Lewis said. “Helen
make an emergency appointment for her at the blood lab. Tell them
I’m taking her there now for a rapid super rush hematology exam
to check for all standard STDs.”
“Yes,” Helen said, “the required volunteer exam.”
“If she’s going to be within 10 ft. of one of my patients I want
a guarantee she’s clean!” Dr. Lewis threw Lana another cold stare
and noticed how frightened she suddenly looked.
“What’s wrong,” he said, “worried about what we might find in
your blood?”
Worried wasn’t the word for it, Lana was suddenly very, very
scared about what an STD test might show. “I’m a minor,” she
said, “you can’t give me a blood test without my parent’s
permission!”
“Oh,” Dr. Lewis said smiling mischievously, “suddenly you’re a
minor, ehhh? Well, as it happens, I asked your father to fax me
permission to treat you medically; I have it right here,” he said
producing a hospital permission slip for the treatment of minors.
“Come on, we don’t want to keep the hematologist waiting.”

*****

After having a giant tube of her blood removed, Dr. Lewis left
instructions to be paged as soon as the results came in. He then
told Lana, “Come on, while we wait for the results we can start
working with a patient. The results of your test won’t matter
much in her case.”
Dr. Lewis led Lana to what seemed like a very crowded ward on the
17th floor of the hospital. Lana didn’t fail to note all the
crying and sad people around her, every room on this ward seemed
to be filled with depressed people, the visitors as much as the
patients. Lana also did not fail to notice that many of the
patients in the beds were very young and even some that looked no
older than children. “What is this place,” Lana asked Dr. Lewis,
actually shivering a little.
“This is one of the two wards in the hospital nicknamed ‘Sex
Land’; behold the beauty of sex all around you.”
“The STD ward,” Lana thought, “how could he make me come here?”
They walked to the very end of the ward and stopped in front of a
heavy metal door with a small window. Looking through it, Lana
only saw an equally heavy metal door. Opening the door, Dr. Lewis
and Lana quickly walked in shutting it behind them.
On one side of the small area behind the first door Lana noticed
a counter full of plastic bags with items like gowns, filter
masks, plastic gloves and cleaning rags. On the other side was a
giant metal barrel that had the word, ‘TOXIC’ on it.
“Put these on,” Dr. Lewis said, passing Lana a gown a mask and
three sets of gloves. He noticed Lana lowering her skirt and
yelled, “Over your clothes!”
“Sorry,” Lana said, and then added, “why three sets of gloves?”
“Because they are made from the same material as that condom of
yours and can therefore break just as easily.”
Dr. Lewis also suited up and bending below the counter, pulled
out a plastic bag with the words “General Toiletries” on it this
included items such as: a bed pan, a square wash bucket, 2 bars
of anti-bacterial soap, several sheets of sanitary bed covers,
something that looked like a diaper and a few more cleaning rags.
Lana didn’t say a word, but her eyes didn’t hide her fear of what
they would find behind door number two. As they walked through,
Lana saw a single ring of curtains, obviously hiding a bed behind
it, and Dr. Lewis said, “This is the isolation room. Any patient
in here has already developed a complication that can, if not
controlled instantly, lead to their death. The air in here, like
all the items we found in the other room has to be kept
completely sterilized.”
“Why are we here,” Lana asked, her tone almost pleading to be let
out.
“It’s time for someone’s bath,” Dr. Lewis said walking over to
the curtain and pulling them open.
“Oh my God,” Lana said, as she stared at the nearly skeletal body
of a young lady with very little hair, and hollowed eyes; she had
the palest complexion she’d seen since an ‘Adam’s Family’ movie.
“Fill the wash pan with some warm water and bring it here,” Dr.
Lewis ordered, “I’ll take off her sanitary pants. Let me get the
bed pan and a wash rag.”
Lana noticed the sink across from her for the first time and
opening the general toiletries bag passed Dr. Lewis what he asked
for, at the same time grabbing the wash pan and heading for the
sink.
When she brought it back she saw Dr. Lewis had removed the diaper
like sanitary pants from the patient and had her semi-sitting on
the bed pan. She noticed he was supporting her now totally naked
body with one hand behind her back. With the other hand he was
massaging and squeezing one of her almost totally deflated tits.
Laura noticed that the nipples were still quite full and getting
harder every second.
“Well, are you just here to watch,” Dr. Lewis said annoyed, “get
on the other side of the bed and help support her?”
Lana did as she was asked and using one hand, helped support the
young woman’s back. As she watched the bed pan filling with a
clear liquid, whether piss or liquid shit, she was unsure, she
suddenly felt her breast squeezed over her gown and looking down
saw that the woman had her hand on it and was rubbing and
squeezing it more and more through the material. Throwing Dr.
Lewis a worried look, she saw that the woman’s other hand was
rubbing and squeezing the doctor’s cock through his gown. Lana
noticed the large bulge between his legs and thought, “So he can
get an erection, and a pretty large one obviously.” Dr. Lewis
locked eyes with Lana and then directed his sight to the woman’s
other breast. Lana understood what he wanted and with her free
hand grabbed the woman’s boob and started to squeeze it, she felt
the woman sigh and knew she was happy.
After around ten minutes of this, in which Lana was starting to
get somewhat hot, she heard the say in a mournful voice, “do it,
please.”
Lana cast Dr. Lewis a look and he signaled to slowly lay the
woman on her back. Once on her back, Dr. Lewis removed the bed
pan and placed it is a heavy plastic bag hanging on the side of
the bed. He handed Lana a wash rag and made her understand she
was to totally clean the woman’s ass and with a second rag, she
was to wipe clean the rest of her groin area.
“Take your time doing it,” he said as he once more grabbed on of
the woman’s boobs in a hand, and with the other began drawing
circles around the woman’s belly button.
“One thing’s for sure,” Lana thought, “he knows a woman’s
pleasure points.” She started cleaning off the woman’s ass,
taking time to draw circles around her rosebud with the rag,
occasionally even pushing it in and out of her asshole softly;
she heard the woman moan and looking at her saw there was a smile
on her face. When she finished with the woman’s ass, she passed
Dr. Lewis the soiled rag (which he promptly discarded in the
plastic bag) and began giving the woman’s cunt, pee hole and clit
the same treatment with a clean rag. Every now and then pushing
the rag in the woman’s cunt and pumping.
Lana saw the doctor bring the hand that had been working on the
woman’s button hole down to her clit and start to rub and squeeze
it, even as Lana continued pumping the wash rag in and out of her
twat. The woman gave a sudden gasp and as she shook violently
Lana realized she was having an orgasm. Lana noticed the rag she
was using getting wetter and wetter and realized it was cunt
juice, poisoned cunt juice to be exact. Worried she looked at Dr.
Lewis who gave her a ‘don’t worry, we’re safe’ look and more
confidently let the woman finish cumming.
When it was over, the woman said softly to Lana, “one more,
please,” the woman put her hand on Lana’s pubic area and through
Lana’s gown and skirt rubbed her cunt, “except for Randy, no one
comes to pleasure me anymore, and I don’t even remember what
another girls cunt looks like, can I see it?”
Lana looked at Dr. Lewis who, shaking his head, let Lana know she
was in no way to lift her protective gown and skirt.
“Mabel,” Dr. Lewis said, “you know that can’t be done, continue
to enjoy playing with her cunt and boobs over the gown, and I’ll
give you one more in the meantime.”
Mabel nodded and she alternated between rubbing Lana’s pussy and
squeezing her boob, Mabel’s other hand remained on Dr. Lewis’
cock, which she never stopped rubbing and squeezing. Lana watched
curiously as Dr. Lewis removed the first level of gloves from his
hand, turning them inside out and putting them in the discard
bag, with his new clean-gloved hands, he then reached in his
pocket under his gown and pulled out a napkin with something
wrapped in it. Opening the napkin, Lana’s eyes nearly popped when
she saw him extract a rubber vibrator around 7 inches in a
plastic sandwich bag.
Taking the vibrator out of the bag, Dr. Lewis passed it to Lana
along with a condom saying, “prepare it; you can do it all”.
Smiling, Lana prepared the vibrator, and once she had it ready,
positioned it at the entrance of Mabel’s cunt, she pushed in,
slowly at first, but since Mabel had just cum, it slipped all the
way in rather easily, she pumped it in and out of Mabel’s pussy,
with the other hand alternating between squeezing Mabel’s free
boob (the doctor had once more claimed possession of the other)
and Mabel’s clit. Every now and then she also increased the
vibrators speed. It was getting a little harder to concentrate
because Mabel had never stopped playing with Lana’s own cunt and
boobs, and Lana was feeling right on the verge of her own orgasm.
“Don’t let her make you cum,” Dr. Lewis warned sternly, and Lana
pulled her cunt out of reach of Mabel’s hand, leaving her access
to one of her boobs though.
Soon Mabel started to shake again and she gave a low satisfied
scream. As Mabel recovered, Dr. Lewis signaled that Lana could
turn off the vibrator and remove it. Doing this, Lana passed it
to Dr. Lewis, who, slowly rolled off the condom and discarded it,
leaving the vibrator looking as clean as if it had never been
used. Dr. Lewis then returned it to the plastic bag and napkin it
had been in, finally, after removing a second set of gloves,
returning it to his pocket.
“Give her one more, quick cleaning with the wash cloth, only a
cleaning this time, while I discard these sanitary clothes on the
bed and replace them with clean ones.”
When everything was done, Dr. Lewis put a new diaper on Mabel and
said, “What do you want to hear today, Mabel, how about
Gulliver’s Travels?”
Mabel nodded and Dr. Lewis said, “Lana, remove one level of
gloves and pass them to me for discarding, then look on that
table for the CD labeled ‘Gulliver’s Travels’ and put it in the
player of Mabel.”
As Lana followed her orders, Dr. Lewis prepared the discard bag
for removal; putting everything else that had in any way been
used into it, except what they were still wearing, and tying it
tightly he took it down and replaced it with an empty one.
As the audio book started playing, Lana heard the young woman
say, “Thank you, and goodbye.” She then said to Dr. Lewis, “Love
you Randy, if you call Mom and Dad, tell them I miss them and I
love them too.”
“I love you too, Sis,” Dr. Lewis said.
Stepping outside he placed the discard bag with all its contents
in the metal ‘toxic’ barrel he then had Lana watch as he removed
first his mask, then his gown and last of all his gloves,
discarding everything in the barrel as he removed them. Lana then
did the same and they stepped out making sure the ‘toxic’ barrel
was well sealed.

*****

“Mabel is your sister,” Lana asked, “what happened?”
“Do you really need to ask,” Dr. Lewis questioned.
“Yes I do,” Lana said.
“It’s simple really; she was faithful with a guy that wasn’t
totally faithful with her. He’s dead already, as are some of his
and Mabel’s best friends and some of his sisters. He came from a
pretty close-knit family. You’d know something about that,
wouldn’t you?”
“Well it doesn’t exactly look like you and Mabel were strangers,”
Lana said crossly.
“No, we’d been screwing together since junior high school; her
real fear, absolute terror to be exact, when she first tested
positive was that she had somehow passed it to me. I had visited
her right after my college graduation, before heading out to
Medical School, and we’d had a fantastic night together, for old
time’s sake. She was already together with this guy, but
apparently, he didn’t get infected until after that. I hadn’t had
an opportunity to join with her again after that.”
Lana looked horrified as, reading between the lines; she
understood that Dr. Lewis had been looking forward to having that
opportunity. “I was well into my first two choices for areas of
expertise when Mabel was finally diagnosed; I changed my area of
expertise after that.”
“And your focus of Sex Ed. teaching,” Lana questioned, “why do I
have the feeling you were once a firm believer in ‘safe sex’.”
The elevator they were on came to a stop and as they got off he
said, “Once upon a time, before seeing all the hundreds of cases
that bombard the STD clinic on a daily basis. Did you notice all
the young people and even children in that ward we were in?”
Lana nodded; she hadn’t wanted to bring that up.
“Well,” Dr. Lewis continued, “that’s nothing compared to the
number that pass through the outpatient clinic.”
Lana heard a beeping and Dr. Lewis took out a pager, after
reading the message he said, “Looks like your results are in.”
Lana couldn’t believe how terrified she felt, not only for her,
but her parents, her sisters, her brothers, Amy, Pietro, their
best friends the Wilson kids; if she was in any way infected,
that meant that any, if not all of them could also be infected.
Dr. Lewis copied a number from the beeper on to a paper and
taking it to a clerk’s desk said, “Print me up a copy of this
report please.” He watched as Lana stared nervously back and
forth from the printer to him, trying to see in his eyes if he
had a clue what was in the report. “Let’s discuss this in a
private room,” he said as the clerk passed him a paper. He didn’t
even look at it until they had found an empty room and closed the
door.
“Well,” Lana said, suddenly impatient as Dr. Lewis continued to
read down the paper. “What is it?”
“Well your count here is a bit high,” he said thoughtfully.
Lana looked at him horrified and said, “What does that mean?”
“It means you started your period today or will before tomorrow.
Other than that you’re one hundred percent fuckable.”
SLAP!!!
As Dr. Lewis rubbed his face and began getting over the shock of
being slapped so strongly by Lana he smiled and said, “I take it
you get a little cranky during this time of the month.”
“You’re evil,” Lana said.
“Maybe, come on, since you’re clean we can visit ‘Sex Land 2’.”
Dr. Lewis led Lana to a door that was labeled ‘OBS’. “The mommy
to be clinic,” Lana said skeptically.
“Or not to be, that is the question with many of these.”
On passing through the door and seeing all the patients waiting
in the room Lana said, “They’re children.”
“They’re pregnant, and don’t let their looks fool you, there
isn’t a child in here,” Dr. Lewis said, “however, most of them
are here to see if they will survive the pregnancy, let alone the
delivery.”
Lana remembered suddenly a story she had heard. Noticing her face
Dr. Lewis asked, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing, just that, my brother’s birth mother, she died
giving birth to them. The doctors said she had been too young to
be giving birth to so many at once.”
“Oh,” the Doctor said, “why don’t we just see one patient here,
then we can leave.”
Was she imagining things, or did there seem to suddenly be a
competition as to who could best get Dr. Lewis’ attention and be
chosen as the patient he saw. Looking over some records Dr. Lewis
chose one and called Elizabeth Baxter. An eleven to twelve year
old girl jumped up and nearly cheered.
She followed Dr. Lewis into a room and Lana followed behind.
Lana had hardly closed the door when the little girl jumped on
the examination table, pulled off her clothes and positioned her
legs in the stirrup spreading them wide and saying, “I’m ready,
examine me please.”
Lana looked shocked for a second then smiling thought, “Dr. Lewis
is right, this is no child.” She watched as the doctor, putting
on a pair of gloves walked up to the girl and holding her small
pussy lips open with one hand stuck the index finger of the other
hand into the girls little twat and started pumping. As he
play—that is examined the girl, Lana noticed that very prominent
bulge return to the front of the doctors pants.
After a few minutes the girl said, “Isn’t it time to test that
the juices have the correct flavor; to make sure they are strong
enough to support the baby you know.”
“Yes, Lizzy, that is a good idea,” and removing his finger bent
down and replaced it with his tongue. Lana was shocked when after
tongue fucking the girl’s pussy a few minutes Dr. Lewis said,
“Lana, why don’t you continue this examination, I need to get her
temperature.”
“Oh goody,” Lizzy said.
Lana bent over the girl and took over the tongue fucking—that is
the taste examination duties. She kept an eye on Dr. Lewis
though, watching him carefully to see if he did what she thought
he was going to do. Sure enough, Dr. Lewis pulled out his cock,
all ten inches of it, and put it at the mouth of the little girl,
she opened her mouth and quickly swallowed as much as she could
without choking, actually deep throating a good portion of the
Dr.’s monster cock. As the girl continued to expertly suck the
doctor off Lana thought, “Wow, I thought my sisters and I were
advance at her age, but I don’t think I can match that technique
even now. Lana decided to concentrate on the girls little clit a
while and could hear the girl moaning as she joyfully continued
sucking the doctor off. Lana noticed the girls cunt juices
flowing and thought, “I can’t believe she has that much; why am I
willing to bet every cent I’ve ever had in my life that that
little hole of hers has seen more action than Mine, Hannah’s and
Ana’s put together?” Suddenly the girl came and Lana locked her
mouth to the young girl’s cunt drinking up her young offering.
She watched the doctor and realized he was cumming in the girls
mouth and more amazingly, that though he was obviously cumming
buckets, this girl was not letting one mini-drop of cum get away
from her. Feeling frustrated Lana thought, “Great, now I’m the
only one that doesn’t get to cum. Even Mabel got to cum twice.”
When Lizzy and the doctor finished cumming, Dr. Lewis said, “Okay
Lizzy, everything seems to be working fine, just get dressed and
we’ll see you back here next week.”
Lizzy looked disappointed and said, “But Dr. Lewis, you haven’t
taken my vaginal temperature yet, for comparison you know.”
“I’ll tell you what Lizzy, if your tests show you are still
staying clean, next week I’ll check both your vaginal and your
anal temperature, okay.”
Her eyes brightened and she said, “You promise?” As she asked
this she threw him a very wicked smile.
“Cross my heart and hope never to be able to examine someone like
you again.”

*****

Around 20 minutes later Lana was following the doctor out of the
building and heading toward his car.
“Why did you pick, Lizzy to ‘examine’ she was hardly the
prettiest, though there is no doubt she was experienced; is that
why because you knew she was long past being a child.”
“I picked her because one of the first things we do with an
expectant mother is check for STDs; of all the girls in that
clinic, Lizzy was the oldest of the 5 girls that were completely
clean.”
“One hundred percent fuckable, you mean!” Lana said with a big
smile on her face.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I mean. Come on, in the car.”
“Are you sure that you’re one hundred percent fuckable?” Lana
asked suddenly quite serious.
Reaching into the glove compartment he pulled out a sheet of
paper saying, “being that I am among STD patients every day, I
take a full exam every two weeks, I owe it to my patients to stay
clean. A couple that is faithful, truly faithful only to each
other, should still find time to get tested at least once a year.
Rare as it might be, there are other ways to contract STDs
outside of having sex with an infected patient. Did you ever
wonder how the first person to get any one of those diseases got
it if sex with an infected person was the only way to get it?
Throwing Lana a sideways glance he said, “A person doing multiple
partners should be tested at least twice a year if not more. And,
if he or she does a stranger that he or she is not absolutely
sure, through documented proof, was clean, he or she should give
the regular partners the courtesy of not having sex with them
until he or she has been immediately retested. Do you understand
that?”
“Yes I do,” Lana said truthfully, “I’m going to tell my family
and my best friends that I want them all to get tested,” Lana
said determinedly.
“Good,” Dr. Lewis said, pulling into a driveway of a very nice
house. “It’ll have to wait until tomorrow though. For now, you
are still in detention.”
“Where are we,” Lana asked.
“This is my house, I called your parents and I told them I was
merging your five days of detention into one whole night. So,
until 7 AM tomorrow morning, when I take you home to get ready
for school, you are still my slave.”
“Really,” Lana said, her eyes flashing excitedly, “and, not to
sound too much like my sister, but, what do you have planned with
me Master?”
“Well, you’re one hundred percent fuckable, and I’m one hundred
percent fuckable, I’m sure I can think of something to do with
you.”
Putting his arm around Lana’s shoulder, he walked her into the
house saying, “I knew you were going to be trouble for me, you
know.”

Chapter Thirteen – Laura's First Day
“You want us to what?” Laura asked looking at Lana as if she’d
gone mad
“I want you to get a full STD checkup before having sex with any
of us again. I heard about the office party you had yesterday.
Mom, Dad, think of it, you had sex with close to 20 people you
had never met before in your lives. 20 people that were obviously
themselves very much into sex; I don’t know who those people are
and I don’t want to have sex with them.”
“Lana, what are you talking about,” Stan said, “who’s asking you
to have sex with them?”
“If I have sex with you, I have sex with everyone you’ve had sex
with, if you two love me and the rest of the kids, you’ll go to
this quick appointment Dr. Lewis set up for you at the hospital,
it’s just 15 minutes from your job and you can just walk in and
out of the lab in 5 minutes.”
“I think she’s been brainwashed,” Ron said, looking a bit
annoyed.
“I knew we shouldn’t have let her go,” John said, throwing his
parents and angry look he said, “and I still can’t believe you
gave someone you’ve never met permission to take one of your kids
over night!”
“We didn’t exactly have much choice,” Stan said nervously, “when
a school official calls you up and starts giving you a detailed
account of every last thing that is happening in your house with
your kids, you’re sort of too scared of hearing the words, ‘every
single one of them will be taken away from you forever’, so when
he said, ‘why don’t you just give me Lana for tonight and we can
forget we ever had this conversation’ it was a bit of a relief,
especially when he added, ‘she won’t have to do anything she
doesn’t want to do’.”
“I knew we should have stayed with you,” Hannah added.
“Maybe you should have, then you would have seen what I saw in
the hospital’s STD ward and the OBS clinic. Maybe then you’d see
how serious the situation really was.”
“Wait a minute,” Ana said, “didn’t you just spend all the time
you were dressing bragging about the most incredible night of sex
you’ve ever had!”
“Yeah,” Hannah said, then mimicking Lana said, “‘I’m telling you
girls you can’t have better sex than with a guy that has studied
every single pleasure point on a woman professionally and knows
how to use them!’ Why shouldn’t we be worried about what you
might have brought home?”
“Because I have this,” Lana said pulling out her test report form
and saying proudly, “its proof that I am one hundred percent
fuckable and none of you have to worry about catching anything
from me, and since Randy—I mean Dr. Lewis—didn’t even touch me
until he had shown me his, you don’t have to worry about catching
anything through him either.”
“Cool,” Don said, “hey, if you’re clean, doesn’t that
automatically mean that we are too?”
“I don’t know,” Lana said, “but since you five have to be tested
anyway for the Sex Ed. project, it really doesn’t matter. Dr.
Lewis is going to meet us in the school infirmary at 8:30 this
morning and draw the blood himself. Pietro, Amy, Debbie, Katrina
and Jason will all be there too.”
“Wait a minute, Katrina and Jason don’t even go to our school,”
Ana said.
“But they constantly fuck us,” Lana said, “the Wilsons are riding
in with us and, when Pietro and Amy are finished, they’ll drop
Katrina and Jason off at their school. That okay with you two?”
Lana said looking behind her at Pietro and Amy.
“Anything to insure the safety of the family,” Pietro said
smiling.
“It’s fine by me too, especially if I can get to meet this expert
on women’s pleasure points you’ve been ranting about,” Amy said.
“Well don’t expect him to do anything with you,” Lana said, “not
until you have your documented proof that you’re fuckable
anyway.”
“You know,” Ron said, “maybe I’m starting to be brainwashed too,
but there is something that sounds incredibly logical about all
this.”
They continued eating the breakfast that had been served in the
large dining room table so this emergency meeting could be given
while eating, and Laura said, “Stan, I think we should do it. Do
you realize that we have had sex with every single couple and
family, that Henry and Josie Carter ever had sex with? We should
check and make sure that we aren’t putting the kids at risk.”
“You know, I was actually just thinking the exact same thing,”
Stan said suddenly very much in thought, “Okay, lunchtime today,
plus, I’m not fucking anyone else at the office unless they have
documented proof that they’re not endangering my kids.”
“Great,” Lana said, holding up her coffee cup, “a toast to ‘True
Safe Sex’ lots and lots of it.”
“To ‘Safe Sex’,” everybody repeated.

*****

Around 8 o’clock Pietro and Amy left with the kids in the family
car, they left early since they would be making a detour to pick
up the Wilson kids.
Stan and Laura left in his car to the office, it was to be
Laura’s first day. Officially she was being employed as Laura
Irving, so as not to make any of the other employees around her
nervous; unofficially, though, everyone realized by now that she
was the wife of the Accounting Department’s big boss, and how
could somebody not be nervous around the boss’ wife?
On entering the accounting department, the Andersons at first
thought they had arrived at the wrong office; it certainly didn’t
look like the cubicle crowded office they had been through the
day before.
“Wow,” Stan said, “what happened here?”
The room now consisted of seven cubicles three large, equal sized
ones on either side of a seventh one in the center equal in
length to the three cubicles on either side. This center cubicle
seemed to contain most of the shared office equipment such as
copy machine, fax machine, printer, etc. Each cubicle desk did,
however, have its own personal computer and phone.
“It certainly is roomier now,” Annette Harris said from her
cubicle labeled ‘Payroll’.
“Apparently they came in last night and reorganized everything,”
Cristina Ross said from ‘Accounts Payable’.
Ernie Webber from ‘Sales’ said, “Seems they instantly took
everyone else’s computers, phones, desks, etc. and sold it to
some new company in the building.”
“Ms. Irving,” George Fuller said, “have you seen your new desk?”
He came out from his ‘Accounts Receivable’ cubicle and pointed to
an opening that led into the center cubicle.
Stan walked into the cubicle and they saw that there was an
opening connecting this, section is a better word for it, to
every other cubicle.
Harry Jackson of ‘General Accounts’ and Margaret Anders of
‘Purchases’ both walked in heading for the copy machine, seeing
Laura, Margaret said, “Ms. Irving, welcome, do you like your
desk, as you can see you are accessible to everyone.”
“Or if you prefer,” Harry said nervously, “everyone is accessible
to you.”
Laura walked over to the desk in the center of this area, a sign
on it read “Laura Irving Office Manager/General Secretary” she
looked at the computer and said, “Oh God Stan, I am going to have
to bring John and Hannah over one day and have a serious talk
with them.”
Stan smiled and said, “You’ll be fine honey—I mean Ms. Irving.”
“Oh,” Laura said remembering she had just called him Stan, “thank
you Mr. Anderson.”
“Stan will be fine; I don’t even let Maggie call me Mr.
Anderson.”
“Right and you can just call me Laura,” she winked at him and she
sat at her desk as Stan walked toward his private office.
When he walked into his office, Stan was happy to see that Maggie
was complying with the office dress code he had set.
“Good morning, Maggie—” He said, “good to see—” he stopped
suddenly as he caught ear of several buzzing sounds.
“Good morning, Stan, Mr. Carson sent you a memo congratulating
your quote ‘incredible speed, efficiency and wit’ end quote in
dealing with the difficult task that was set before you on your
first day.”
“Maggie,” Stan said disapprovingly, “why do I get the feeling
you’ve been reading my memos?”
“Because it’s my job as your personal secretary to do so,” Maggie
said a smile on her face. Stan also did not fail to note her
glassy-eyed expression and blissful manner. “I’m supposed to go
through all your early morning memos and mention any that might
be of immediate importance or interest when you first walk
through the door. It’s the same with phone messages.” Suddenly,
giving a small frown, Maggie said, “at least that’s how it was
with Mr. Jacobs.”
Stan accepted the validity of this system and said, “it works for
me too.” He then threw her a suspicious look and said, “However,
there is something that does not work for me; unless otherwise
specified, your mind when you are in this office is to be on your
work and nothing else, is that understood?”
“Yes sir,” Maggie said dropping her eyes sadly.
“Hand them over,” Stan said, “you can come in and get them during
your break if you want.”
Maggie stood up resentfully and Stan saw the giant wet stain on
the front of her skirt. She lifted it, showing she was not
wearing underwear; nothing could be seen out of place, except for
the extensive amount of cunt juice that seemed to be flowing from
Maggie’s pussy. There was no mistaking were the buzzing was
coming from though. She stuck two fingers deep in her twat and
when they slowly emerged again she was holding an egg shaped
vibrator which she passed to Stan. She was about to put down her
skirt when Stan looked at her annoyed.
“The other one,” he said strongly.
Looking down-hearted, Maggie reached behind herself and pulled a
combination vibrator and butt plug from her ass and gave it to
Stan.
“You’re going to be a mean boss aren’t you,” she said sadly as
she sat.
“I’m going to be an efficient boss,” Stan said smiling.
Looking down at the puddle forming at her feet Maggie said, “Well
having me leaking like this isn’t very efficient, can’t you at
least dry me off nicely.”
“Sorry Maggie, but there will be no more days like yesterday
around here, not unless I see documented proof that you’re safe
to fuck anyway. My family is going a little safe-sex activist.”
“But I have my responsibility papers on file; everybody in the
office does; everyone except you and Ms. Irving.”
“Responsibility paper, what’s that?” Stan asked.
Maggie reached in the file drawer of her desk and pulled out a
folder labeled ‘Responsibility Act’ and passed it to Stan.
Looking through the folder he said, “Just out of curiosity, how
did Mr. Jacobs justify getting a copy of everyone’s current STD
test results?”
“Mr. Jacobs’ motto was, ‘If you can’t be responsible with
yourself, you can’t be responsible with this company’s money’.”
Smiling, Stan said, “I like that motto, make a note that the
responsibility act is now to be followed tri-monthly. With the
next update expected the first week in January since all of these
were handed in this month. And, since your report is so clean,
why don’t I just completely clean you off so you can work more
efficiently.”
“Thank you sir,” Maggie said smiling, “It would be greatly
appreciated.”

*****

Laura was sitting at her desk and she was trying to figure out
what exactly she should be doing. Strangely enough, she felt
exactly as he had felt the day before when she was trying to
figure out what her new duties as a housewife were to be.
She looked around her new non-private space, and everything
looked well managed, what was she to do as an office manager?
Everybody seemed to be keeping their own files, typing their own
memos, even getting their own coffee; shouldn’t the general
secretary be handling all this?
She had been sitting at her desk for a whole hour-and-a-half and
no one had given her any orders at all. Deciding to hunt for a
little something to do she entered Annette’s cubicle and froze
when she saw Annette staring blankly at her computer screen tears
in her eyes.
“Annette,” Laura said, “what’s wrong?”
“Oh dear,” Annette said turning and seeing Laura over her
shoulder, “Mrs. Anderson—I mean Ms. Irving—Laura?”
“Laura is fine,” Laura said smiling, amused a little by how
nervous Annette obviously was, but unsure why.
“I’m sorry—Laura—I’ll get back to work I promise. I’ll figure out
a way to write this letter. I mean, how hard can it be to write a
letter? I mean I have, ‘Dear Sir’, or maybe it should be ‘Dear
Madam’. ‘To Whom It May Concern’ sounds so impersonal—oh dear,”
she said flustered and sobbing. “I wish Harry wasn’t busy, he
could suck my pussy and that would be so calming, he always did
it when my secre—oh dear—what am I saying, I’m sorry Mrs.
Anderson, I know, I know ‘Dear Sir or Madam’ that’s it!” As she
said this she typed then said victoriously, “I did it, I got the
first line!”
Laura suddenly had a sneaking suspicion why she had been so work
free her first day. “These people have got to stop thinking of me
as Stan’s wife or I may as well be at home in front of my TV
now,” she thought, and making a decision she thought, “It is
definitely time for some office management!”
Walking back to her desk she sent a general intercom message to
the six surrounding cubicles, “I want to see everybody in the
center section immediately!” she said.
In a flash everyone was away from their desks and standing around
Laura who had moved her wheeled desk chair to an empty part of
the section.
Looking at the nervous faces around her she asked, “Do you all
know who I am?”
They all nodded enthusiastically, and Laura continued, “I don’t
think so, because if you knew who I was you would not have come
rushing in here as if the boss’ wife had demanded your presence.
If you knew who I was, you would all know that I WORK FOR YOU! If
you need a report filed, I’ll file it; If you need a file
fetched, just order me to get it; if you need a letter typed,
don’t waste time trying to figure out how to start it, that’s my
job!” Annette lowered her eyes a bit frightened, “and finally, if
you want to take a scheduled break, and need a little help
calming,” Laura went over to Annette, pulled up her skirt and
dropping in front of her pantiless bald pussy said, “every one of
my holes, and my tongue and my fingers are yours!” She stuck her
tongue up Annette’s twat and sucked expertly for several minutes,
having Annette calm and over the edge in no time, thoroughly
enjoying her juices and finally saying, “Have I made myself
clear?”
She heard a flood of echoes all saying, “Yes Mam.”
“And one more thing, the name is Laura. It’s not Mrs. Anderson,
it’s not Ms. Irving, and it is certainly not Mam, Understand?”
She heard a new and less nervous flood of echoes all saying, “Yes
Laura.”
“Good,” Laura said, “now who needs help with something?”
“Well, I sort of need that letter finished,” Annette said
smiling.
“I’ve been looking for a file all morning,” Cristina admitted,
“but I’m not quite sure where it’s found; is there any chance you
can find it for me?”
“Maybe at the same time you could put some files away for me,”
Harry said, “I’ve needed to file them all morning but haven’t the
faintest idea where they go.”
“Do you think you could make us some coffee,” Margaret said,
“I’ve been dying for a cup all morning but can’t quite figure out
how to work the coffee maker.”
“You think you can get rid of this for me,” George said sticking
his erect cock in Laura’s face, “seeing as how it got that way
watching you and Annette, you should get rid of it.”
Smiling Laura said, “I’m taking a quick cocktail break everybody,
return to you cubicles and I’ll be in to take care of each of
your problems,” grabbing George by the cock she said, “and other
needs immediately.” She sucked George’s cock into her mouth and
thought, “what a great job!”

*****

“So, how has your first day gone so far,” Stan asked Laura as
they headed for a quick stop at the hospital and then an even
quicker lunch.
“It started off pretty slow, but once I got the others to stop
looking at me as your wife things got much better. By the way,
thanks for tipping me so quickly about the fuckability of all of
them.”
“Well I knew it would come in handy for you to know it was safe
to perform all secretarial duties expected in this office.”
“It’s good to know we don’t have to worry about yesterday’s, and
any future’s, office party being a danger to the kids,” Laura
said.
“Yeah, now all we have to worry about is everyone Josie and Henry
ever fucked,” Stan said frowning.
“Oh,” Laura said, suddenly remembering something, “I almost
forgot; I talked to Josie.”
“You talked to her,” Stan said wide-eyed, “when?”
“During that first hour, while I was waiting desperately for
something to do. I emailed her at the address she left us and she
emailed me right back with instructions on how to talk with her
using and instant messenger. We were actually able to talk
face-to-face, well screen-to-screen anyway.”
“Did you mention our concerns,” Stan asked slowly.
“Yes, and it turns out that among swingers, regular STD testing
is like an unwritten law they all comply with. They’re out in the
middle of the Bahamas now with another couple, but as soon as
they docked with us last week Josie says Henry and her got an
updated test result, and they were clean and since Lana is also
clean, then we probably are too.”
“Great,” Stan said smiling, obviously very relieved, “we’ll just
get the official documentation and from now on, for the sake of
the kids, we’ll make sure we stay clean.”
“Amen to that,” Laura agreed
“You know,” Stan said, “when Lana first told us about this at
breakfast, I thought the ‘Orgasm Queen’ had gone majestically
whacko, but after thinking over Dr. Lewis’ safe sex theories, Mr.
Jacobs responsibility act, and now Henry and Josie’s unwritten
swinger’s law; this really isn’t a game is it.”
“Safety is never a game, Honey,” Laura said seriously,
“Especially when you’re dealing with the safety of everyone you
know and love intimately.”
They pulled into the hospital driveway very determined to comply
with Lana’s new house rules.
Chapter Fourteen – The Butler Did It… With the Cook
When the kids had arrived at the school early that morning, they
had found the area around the school semi-deserted, similar to
the day before.
The only real difference was that they found Patty waiting by the
front door. The eleven people crowded in the car, counting
Pietro, Amy and the 3 Wilson kids, clambered out and breathed a
sigh of relief. The only people that really enjoyed the ride were
John and Debbie (Debbie was riding on John’s lap and he took the
opportunity to position the bare cunt under her skirt on his
erect cock), Ron and Hannah (who were in a position similar to
John and Debbie’s except that Ron chose to use Hannah’s asshole
to store his erect cock) and Lana and Katrina (after much
argument about their mission, Lana had finally agreed that if she
was in no way infected after some of the incredible fucks they’d
shared lately, Katrina, and probably all the rest were also clean
and this was just a mission to get the official document that
stated the obvious. Lana had then sat Katrina on her lap and
alternated finger fucking her and sucking her boobs).
Once out of the car, Ana ran to Patty and had to stop herself
suddenly, because she had fully intended to jump Patty and suck
her off right there at the school steps. Instead, she controlled
herself and said, “Ms. Clark, you’re here early.”
“As are all of you,” Patty said smiling.
Ana had in fact called Patty as soon as the family meeting at the
breakfast table ended, telling her that it was important for
their relationship that she be there early.
“It’s almost 8:30,” Lana said, “Dr. Lewis is supposed to—”
She hadn’t finished talking when the front door opened; letting
them all in quickly Dr. Lewis closed the door behind them. Dr.
Lewis then led them to the infirmary located on the 2nd floor of
the center building.
When Patty noticed there was no one else around she said, “You’re
Dr. Lewis aren’t you? Do you know why we’re here?”
Dr. Lewis threw Lana a questioning look; he certainly had not
expected to find any other teachers around.
“Dr. Lewis,” Lana said, “this is Ms. Clark, she’s the music
teacher. Just watch her eyes when she looks at Ana and you’ll
know why she’s here.”
“Ms. Clark gave a worried look and Dr. Lewis said, “Ms. Clark,
since I spent the entire night fucking Lana, I’m sure there’s no
need for you to look worried.” He then smiled at her and she
definitely felt more at ease.
Smiling back Patty repeated, “So do you know why we’re here?”
“The group before you is all in some way or another sexually
active with each other, we’re here to draw everyone’s blood and
confirm that no one is putting everyone else in danger.”
 “Ahh,” Patty said with understanding, “STD testing, it is your
expertise I believe.”
“As are obstetrics and sexology,” Lana said sounding a little
cocky with her pride in Dr. Lewis.
“That’s a lot of fields for one so young,” Patty said.
“Aren’t you several years younger than me? You were a prodigy
weren’t you?”
“Dr. Lewis,” Lana said, “shouldn’t we be doing this already, and
what did I say about analyzing everybody.”
Dr. Lewis took out some needles and tubes and said, “Actually Ms.
Clark, obstetrics was my original choice of expertise, with
sexual psychology as a sort of  back up for it. I changed the
specialty when—well when something happened.” Dr. Lewis was
working quickly to draw blood from each of those present as he
spoke. He would draw the blood, label the tube, and put it in a
mini-cooler type case to preserve the freshness.
“Someone very close to you got aids,” Patty said, “It’s such a
horrible thing for a family to go through.” As she said this a
tear came to her eye.
Dr. Lewis looked at her and said, “For me it was my sister, with
whom I was very close, who was it for you?”
“Also my sister, it’s been 5 years since she died and I still
miss her so much. I was also very close with her.”
“She was your first lesbian lover?” Dr. Lewis asked.
“DR. LEWIS!” Lana screamed angrily.
“Sorry,” Dr. Lewis said smiling, “no more analyzing, no need to
hit me.” Turning to Patty with a smile he said, “She gets a
little violent this time of the month.”
“Oh,” Patty said suddenly grabbing Ana and making her jump as she
hugged her from behind, “this one gets a bit nauseous and I
noticed extra jumpy.”
“Hmm,” Dr. Lewis said looking at Hannah, whose blood he was
presently drawing, “that means this one probably gets mournful
and weepy.”
Some tears came to Hannah’s eyes and she said sadly, “You don’t
have to say it like I’m some classic head case!”
“I’m sorry, if you’ll forgive me, I promise to make the needle
hurt when it comes out.”
“Really,” Hannah said beaming, “Oww! Hey that hurt—Oh wow—oh that
feels good, thanks Dr. Lewis,” and bending over she kissed him on
the forehead and said, “I don’t know how you did that with just a
needle in my arm, but I really, really felt it, down there you
know.”
Patty was smiling and whispered as Hannah walked away with Ron,
“I guess it really helps being a sexologist.”
When he had finished all of them, he noted, “well, first bell is
about to ring, I’ll get these right down to the hospital lab.
They should be ready when your parents get there. I’ll give the
results to your parents, is that okay. Debbie, will it be okay
for me to send yours, your brother’s and sister’s with the
Andersons also?”
“Yes,” Debbie said, “that will be fine. Katrina and Jason won’t
mind either, I know.” Katrina, Jason, Pietro and Amy had been the
first tested so that they could leave immediately and the younger
Wilson kids could be taken to their school.
“What about you Ms. Clark, would you like me to send yours with
the Andersons or bring it to school tomorrow when I come to give
class?”
“You can send it with the Andersons; the sooner things are
confirmed, the better.”
“Those were my exact thoughts yesterday,” Dr. Lewis said,
throwing Lana a smile.
“By the way,” Patty said, “since in a way we’re going to be
family now, please call me Patty, Dr. Lewis.”
“Only if you call me Randy,” Dr. Lewis said and leaning over, he
kissed Patty on the forehead and walked out leaving everyone
feeling pretty good about themselves.

*****

After dropping off Jason and Katrina, Pietro and Amy drove back
to the Anderson home and while in the car Amy said, “I’ve been
meaning to talk to you since early yesterday, but even rooming
right next to each other I haven’t really had an opportunity to
get you alone until now.”
“So what would you like to say?” Pietro said.
“I want to know where the entrance to my mother’s secret chamber
is, remember, Hannah told you to take me when we were alone.”
“Your mother,” Pietro said throwing her a sideways glance as he
drove.
“Yeah, you know, ‘The Mistress of Pain’, Hannah did tell you that
the house we’re in now used to be my parents didn’t she?”
“No, I’m afraid the young mistress had left that rather
surprising detail out.”
“Well anyway, do you have time to take me there today? Before the
kids finish school?”
“Absolutely, we’ll go immediately on arriving home.”
“You know, I always believed that when I found it, I would want
some time alone there, just to reconnect with mom’s memory—”
“—I fully understand, I will merely—”
“No, Pietro, that’s just it, I realize now that being alone when
I first get there is really the last thing I want, and I hope you
can stay with me for a while.”
“As long as you need, Miss Amy.”
“Thank you.”
As they drove into the driveway, Amy actually shivered for a
second. This was what she had originally come back to this house
to do, find her mother’s hidden lair, the only place she could
ever truly connect with the real her, and the only place she
would be able to find memories of her two brothers and her
sister. Amy knew her mother video taped most of their sessions
together, those tapes had to be up there, and judging by how
perfectly Hannah had portrayed her mother the other night, she
had seen them.
She followed Pietro and he led her upstairs. Since they first
moved in, Amy had been focused on finding some entrance to a
secret sub-cellar, how could her mother’s lair be upstairs.
Seeing her curious and even doubtful looks, Pietro said, “I
assure you, this is the way.”
In the hall of the second floor he grabbed the metal cane from
the umbrella stand as he passed, and reaching the circular hook
on the ceiling, positioned himself right under it and, being
somewhat taller than Hannah, easily hooked it and pulled down the
attic stairs.
“An attic,” Amy said, suddenly remembering a very old dream in
which she was climbing some stairs to a hidden room in her house.
“I must have been around 3” Amy thought, “mom had left me
sleeping but I woke up and leaving my room saw that some stairs
magically appeared leading up to what I thought was heaven.”
“Are you okay, Miss Amy,” Pietro asked.
“Yes, just remembering some very old memories. Come on,” she
suddenly said excitedly, “let’s remember some more!” And she led
the way up the stairs.
Once upstairs she said, “This is it,” standing in the center room
she said, “The Mistress’ room of pleasure, her room of torture is
right through there,” she said pointing at one of the doors, “and
that door leads to her private bath.” Spotting the TV and VCR,
she noticed the tapes on it and rushing over read some of the
titles, “‘The Mistress of Pain and Family Caring’, “The Mistress
of Pain and the Room of Torture’, ‘The Mistress of Pain and Tips
for Forcing Him Up’,” She then found one that did not begin with
the words ‘The Mistress of Pain’, “‘Amy’s Ninth Birthday: Aim’s
First Anal’, Oh,” she said suddenly, “I remember that day so
clearly, I bet Hannah loved this one, ‘The Mistress of Pain and
the Pleasure of Withholding Pleasure: How to Turn What Would Have
Been 2 or 3 Mediocre Orgasms Into 1 Unforgettable Experience’.”
Amy then found another video and looking it over curiously said,
“I don’t remember this at all, ‘The Mistress of Pain and the
Dominating Submissive’?”
“I believe the young mistress added that one the other night.”
Pietro said.
“She video taped everything,” Amy said.
“She was playing the role of the Mistress of Pain, and” casting
an eye to the stacks of videos still left untouched, “the
Mistress of Pain always taped her best sessions.”
Smiling Amy said, “Yes she did, Pietro, you can’t imagine what
these are worth to me.” Suddenly taking off all her clothes she
said, “Let’s watch some, right now, and take off those clothes,
it’s an insult to my mother’s memory for there to even be clothes
up here.”
Slipping in a tape, Amy heard her mother’s voice as she turned on
the TV saying, “I need toys tonight! More toys!”
Amy lay on the bed and insisted that Pietro, now naked, lay down
next to her to watch.”
“Now, now,” the Mistress was saying to Amy’s sister, “don’t cum
yet, I promised you a cum like you’ve never had before, but you
need to be strong and not cum now!”
“Hannah definitely watched this,” Amy said.
“I’d say studied is a more proper term,” Pietro said.
“And as for you,” the Mistress said talking to Amy’s older
brother, on your back! The Mistress needs to take a ride!”
Amy started getting hot watching her mother ride her brother. She
looked over at Pietro and saw that beautiful cock of his sneaking
out from under his body, she wondered what excuse she could use
to get him to fuck her. Even though they’d been fucking
constantly now for 3 weeks, and even with their open door policy,
neither of the two had felt comfortable going up to the other and
just saying, “fuck me now!” They had, however, managed to think
up some amazing, and sometimes utterly absurd, reasons to lead
into sex. Seeing her mother make an incredible split while still
riding her brother Amy said, “Wow, did you see how she did that?
Quick, turn around; I have got to try that.” As Pietro turned and
she saw he was only semi-hard she said, “Wait up, I need you
fully erect before I can try it, let me help.” She instantly bent
over and swallowed his cock whole. After several minutes of crown
rimming and scrotum massaging, Amy had Pietro at full strength
and instantly climbed on him, deeply impaling herself and riding
to her hearts content. At one moment she jumped off and said, 
“wait a second we’re missing something,” she went to the wall,
hit a switch and was back on Pietro in seconds, the bed now
vibrating at a steady and pleasant rate.
The TV, which had by now gone completely forgotten, showed the
Mistress talking to a ten year old Amy and trying to focus her
attention on the cunt licking she wanted, “What,” the Mistress
said, “are you interested in his cock more than on me?” The young
Amy’s eyes kept wavering to her older brothers erect cock, “you
want to be riding him rather than pleasuring your mistress? Well
let me tell you my girl, you’re attention will stay on me, and no
cock will draw it away!”
In the present, the grown Amy continued riding Pietro’s cock
happily, oblivious of any other sound in the room but that of
Pietro’s cock sloshing in and out of her hungry cunt, and that of
her own moans of joy and delight.

*****

Around two hours later, Amy found herself on the bottom of a 69
cleaning Pietro’s cock as he cleaned her off from her seventh or
eighth powerful orgasm, with an uncountable number of minor ones
in the middle. Deciding it was time to start bringing the joyous
session to a rest, Pietro jumped off of Amy and going to the
bed’s control switch turned it off. He returned, however, to the
bed and pulled Amy on to him one last time, inserting his
semi-hard cock (the result of Amy’s sucking) into her still wet
cunt one last time.
Amy leaned down lovingly and they kissed passionately for several
minutes. After finally breaking the kiss Amy said, “You know, if
we don’t make an effort to really stop, neither of us is going to
get any work done today.”
“Maybe we need a break for a day,” Pietro said smiling and
kissing her some more.
“You know,” Amy said again, “you think that after this incredible
fuck session we can just start going up to each other and saying,
‘fuck me!’ without needing to find some lame excuse?”
“To tell you the truth,” Pietro said, “trying to think of some
worthwhile excuse to fuck you has been part of the fun.”
“Yeah,” Amy admitted, “but it’s getting a little old trying to
think up new excuses when we could just be fucking any time we
want.”
“Actually fucking any time we want doesn’t really work with me,”
Pietro said.
A little hurt Amy said, “why not!?!”
“Because,” Pietro said, leaning up and kissing her once more, “if
I could truly fuck you whenever I wanted, my cock would never
leave that beautiful hairless pussy of yours, and no work would
ever be done around here.”
Amy looked at him lovingly and said, “You know, it is way too
early for either of us to say anything like, ‘I love you’, but
can I say Pietro that I very, very much like you?”
“That you can,” Pietro said again kissing her, and feeling that
his cock had once more grown to its full size within her cunt, he
started once more pumping in and out of her, “and may I say Amy,
that I very, very much like you?”
“Your cock sure likes me,” Amy said smiling, “he hardly rests
before he’s full of energy again.” After several more minutes of
sucking each others tongues Amy said, “and as for my cunt, now
she can freely say that she is in love with your cock, and if it
were up to her, Pietro Jr. would never step outside her again.”
Realizing that things were suddenly getting a little more
intimate than either of them could possibly be ready for, Pietro
changed to some casual conversation as he continued this slow
final fuck.
“So now that you have found this place, what do you intend to do
with it?”
“I’m giving it to Hannah,” Amy said with no doubt in her mind.
This answer surprised Pietro and he said, “but I thought you’d
been searching for this place for some time, now that you’ve
found it you are simply giving it away?”
“The treasure I’ve been looking for is right on top of the TV,
and once I get Hannah to transfer them to DVD I won’t have to
worry about them getting damaged. Hannah will feel right at home
here, both her dominating and her submissive sides.”
“And the Master and Mistress Anderson, won’t they have a say what
happens to this area?” Pietro said a little disapproving.
“Stan brought a house with a basement, a first floor and a second
floor from me. As far as I see it, this extra floor is mine to do
with as I see fit. I will, however, give Hannah two conditions
when I pass ownership to her, the first being that she not
immediately exhibit this area to the world, she’ll want to tell
Lana and Ana of course, and I bet she’s dying to bring Ron to the
torture room for a roles reversed replay of the other day, but
for now that’s enough. One of the things Mom most loved about
this place was that it was her secret sanctuary of which no one
knew the entrance.”
“And the second condition,” Pietro asked curiously as he felt Amy
starting to cum again.
Amy was just able to say, “That at least once a month she brings
my mother back to life like she did the other night.” That’s the
last thing she was able to say for the next half-an-hour as she
was suddenly lost in a G-spot orgasm and in heaven.
Chapter Fifteen – Rare Gusher
Ana, Hannah and Lana were in bed talking about the events of the
recent days. Their birthday was now three days away and they were
trying to figure out what birthday event could possibly be more
exciting or welcomed than Ana’s finding Patty, Lana’s day of
detention with Dr. Lewis or Hannah’s (still un-admitted) journey
into the dark side.
Ana pulled something out from under her pillow and looked it
over.
“Are you still keeping your test results under your pillow,” Lana
asked rolling her eyes at her, “not even I was that excited to
learn I was totally clean.”
“I know, it’s just that—”
“—you see it as your ticket to being with Patty for the rest of
your life.” Lana said, having heard the statement several times
already.
“It is good to know we are all totally clean,” Hannah said, “now
all we have to do is stay that way.”
“Yeah, it’s easy for either of you to say. We’re only 16, well in
a few days anyway,” Lana added quickly, “and you two already
think you have the rest of your lives planned out.”
“Well,” Ana said, “I do, I’ll finish high school, go to college
and one day marry Patty. I figure by then it will be as normal
and accepted as marrying a guy. In between then I’ll keep clean
by just fucking my totally clean family and while here in high
school the Wilsons.”
“Sounds like a good plan to me,” Hannah said, “it also sounds
exactly like my plan except that it will be my master I
eventually marry, even if he is my brother.”
“Well I think it’s silly to be thinking of the one love of your
life at this age,” Lana said, “I have to find a way to meet
Randy’s challenge, find a way to have all the sex I want but
still guarantee that I can stay clean.”
“So you’re saying you haven’t met that special someone yet,”
Hannah asked with a glow in her eyes.
Ana suddenly pulled Lana on top of her and as their boobs and
cunts rubbed together, she kissed her for some time, when she
finally released her, Lana looked blissful.
“What was all that about,” Lana asked.
“I was just wondering if there isn’t something you’ve been
neglecting to tell me, little sister,” Ana said.
“What, because I tell you I love you every day,” Lana brought her
hands up and squeezed and rubbed both of Ana’s boobs at once.
“I was just wondering if you have found your true love and just
haven’t admitted it yet?”
Hannah looked over interested, wondering what she’s been missing.
“What are you talking about,” Lana asked.
“Come on,” Ana said, “when you finally come out like I have you
get a deeper understanding of your surroundings, of the people
circling you and,” she said smiling and looking deep into Lana’s
eyes, “especially of the people like you.’
“I’m still not following you, Sis,” Lana said in a confused
voice, but her eyes were twinkling and smiling.
“I’ve notice the looks you and Katrina keep giving each other,
and how you hardly want to be with anyone but each other when
we’re together, if you two aren’t in love, then you are in very,
very serious like with each one another.”
“I don’t deny that Katrina and I have grown into something more
than the best friend’s relationship I had originally planned for
us,” Lana said, taking a few minutes to tongue Ana aggressively.
“You and Katrina are in love,” Hannah said shocked. “but doesn’t
that mean that the two of you are—” she threw Ana a cautious look
not wanting to say anything that might insult either of her
sisters, “well, you know.”
“No it doesn’t,” Lana said looking deep into Ana’s eyes as she
said this, “Katrina and I are bi-, truly bi-, unlike the two of
you.”
“What do you mean, Sis,” Ana said, “I spent two weeks doing
nothing but reminding myself I’m truly bi-”
“The two of you are bi- in merely a sexual pleasure sense,
meaning you can get just as much pleasure from either a cock or a
cunt. You both, however, have preferences about which of the two
you would eventually like to walk down the aisle with. Katrina
and I are beyond that, we may be in love with each other, but
Katrina is also very much in love with Don, though he’s been
pulling away from her lately.”
“I’m not surprised,” Hannah said, “sounds like she’s a bit
confused to me.”
“Well, I haven’t told him (I doubt I have to tell him anything)
but I think I’m in love with Randy,” Lana said dreamily.
Ana gave Lana a disapproving look and said, “I don’t know about
him.”
“What,” Lana asked a little cross.
“Lana, I admit he’s an incredible person, and from the way Hannah
still talks about the mini-orgasm she almost had when he was just
drawing her blood, I can only imagine he’s an incredible lover,
but come on Lana, he had you help him perform sex on a critically
ill patient and on an 11 year old girl, that last one is still
considered child abuse by the way.”
“First of all this critically ill patient you’re talking about is
his sister and they’d been having a relationship since junior
high school, just like us I might add. I think it’s fantastic
that in her condition he still takes the time to pleasure her
when he can. We were never in any danger because we were well
protected, and she was so happy, especially that I was there. She
obviously liked it both ways also. As for the girl you call a
child, Lizzy was no child, she was a professional prostitute with
the face of an adolescent, like us at her age, only she is way
beyond any level we were in at that age. I noticed that the
second she stripped and opened her legs in that ‘come and get me’
manner. Lizzy was probably around 3 or 4 the last time you could
seriously say anybody abused her. You should have heard her when
Randy cut the examination short, ‘but doctor, you haven’t taken
my vaginal temperature yet’.”
“Vaginal temperature,” Hannah said smiling, “you’re kidding, kids
today still use that as a code for, “stick it in me and fuck
away’. I don’t think I’ve used it since I was ten.”
“And would you say anybody ever abused us,” Lana asked Hannah but
looking deep into Ana’s eyes.
Ana is the one that answered saying with a sigh and a smile,
“Never as much as we abused them.”
“And never as much as we would have liked,” Hannah added, also
smiling.
“Anyway,” Lana said, “my final point is even if I do end up
having a true full-blown romance with either Katrina or Randy, I
in no way plan to plot the rest of my life’s course around it.”
“Well we can at least plan our 16th birthday around our present
loves can’t we,” Hannah asked.
Lana moved over on top of Hannah and started kissing her
passionately too. After a while she took time to answer and said,
“Yeah, I guess you can do that, though it would leave me in a bad
place.”
“Why do you say that Lana,” Ana said leaning over and kissing
first Hannah then Lana’s face.
“Because unlike you two who would know exactly who to plan the
day around, I’d still have to make a choice between Randy and
Katrina.” Smiling, she kissed Hannah again and letting her hand
drop, found Ana’s wet hole and sticking two fingers in started
massaging Ana’s G-spot while with her thumb she rubbed Ana’s
clit. “Maybe I can talk the two of them into a threesome!” She
suddenly said excitedly.
Ana gave a content sigh and said, “Can’t we just spend the rest
of our lives together like this?”
Hannah and Lana both giggled and started once more to let their
tongues dance together.

*****

The next day was a pretty regular day in the lives of the
Andersons, but Lana was still brooding a little and upset that
she had not yet found a decent solution to a question Dr. Lewis
had put before her when she said she didn’t want to limit her sex
life to just the same people for the rest of eternity. “Well,” he
said, “just show me a descent plan that allows you all the
multiple partners you would like and still guarantees that you
will stay one hundred percent clean and you have my blessing.”

By the end of the seventh period, Lana looked like she wanted to
bite someone. The boys weren’t sure what was wrong, but Hannah
and Ana warned them to tread cautiously, “her PMS may be gone,
but her crabbiness usually lingers an extra day or two—”Ana
whispered to John and Ron.
“And she’s off the Midol,” Hannah added, “she isn’t very calm.”
“Well I’m sure we could calm her down,” Ron said smiling.
Giving him a scared look Hannah said, ‘Forgive me Master, but
believe me when I tell you, you would not want to suggest
anything like that to her right now.”
“Yeah,” Ana said, “not unless you’d like to know what it feels
like to be castrated with someone’s molars.  Believe me, if she
wants calming, she’ll take it whether you want to give it to her
or not.”
Lana walked past the corridor that leads to the exit and Hannah
called, “Lana, you’re going the wrong way.”
Lana turned and gave her a ‘tell me something like that again and
next time our tongues dance I’ll bite it off’ look and Hannah
backed away squeamishly. “You all go ahead,” Lana said, “I’m
going to see Randy, I’ll get him to take me home!”
“I get the feeling she’s going to take some calming medicine,”
Ron said grimly.
“Yeah,” Hannah said, shedding some tears, “poor Dr. Lewis.”
Ron wiped away her tears and said, “I thought it was over?”
“Hannah is the last one to start,” Ana explained, “so she’ll
always be a day or two behind us in recovery.”
“Oh,’ Ron said giving Hannah a quick kiss on the lips.
“Hey,” John said, “cool it. We’re still in the school hallway you
know!”

*****

Lana walked into the Sex Ed. classroom and seeing Dr. Lewis
sitting at his desk grading papers, locked the door and closed
the window blind; Lana then stripped and walked around the desk.
“Say a single word and you will feel sorry,” she said fishing his
cock out of his pants and inhaling it into her mouth.
Dr. Lewis, of course, knew better than to try to argue with her
and just attempted to concentrate on marking the papers before
him. Apparently 75% of the class had already completed the simple
assignment given them, in hopes of not having to do much more in
his class for its duration.
When Lana had Dr. Lewis’ cock good and ready, she leapt on the
chair with him, put her cell phone on the table, and directing
his cock into her cunt said, “I’m your T. A. remember, I should
be marking those papers. You concentrate on keeping me calm!”
Dr. Lewis gave a small laugh and giving a shrug started kissing
Lana’s neck, ears and even the top of her head, knowing these all
to be a few of a woman’s erogenous zones. In no time at all Lana
was feeling much calmer and was looking over the papers on the
doctor’s desk.
“This is sad,” Lana said as she unconsciously started separating
the papers into two piles.
“What’s wrong,” the doctor asked.
“It’s just, look at the size of this ‘can’t be fucked’ pile
compared to this ‘one hundred percent fuckable’ pile. There have
to be more than two infected students to every totally clean one.
It’s not all HIV or AIDS, look at this, syphilis, gonorrhea,
hepatitis.”
Dr. Lewis continued pumping Lana’s cunt, and had moved his hands
to her breasts where he was drawing circles around her entire
breasts this included underneath them which, he knew, being on of
a females most sensitive parts, was often ignored.
“You know,” Dr. Lewis said, “as my T.A. I trust you not to say
anything to anyone about who is in that ‘can’t be fucked’ pile as
you call it.”
“Shouldn’t someone be warned,” Lana said, “I mean look at these
three,” she held up some papers. “I so wanted to fuck them last
week and her,” she said holding up another one. “I saw her
leaking cunt juice in the girls bathroom the other day and I
almost licked the bowl when she left, to taste some, but that
seemed a bit extreme even for me so I was hatching a plot to
slowly seduce her later this year,” she started getting upset
again. Dr. Lewis kissed Lana’s neck a few more times and his hand
had traveled down to her belly button and was drawing little
circles around it, in the meantime, he made sure his penis rubbed
strongly against Lana’s G-spot with every single pump he took.
Feeling blissful again, Lana started making a list, writing down
the names of every student, (male and female), in the ‘100%
Fuckable pile’ this pile of 15 students also included herself,
her brothers, and sisters and Debbie Wilson. The other eight,
totally clean students were: Henry and Martha Wise, Louise
Carson, Jerry Clinton, Harry Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn
Jacobs and Annie Styles. Lana knew why Henry, Martha, Jerry,
Harry and Jennifer sounded familiar, they had all been involved
in some way with the end of vacation bash they had given;
however, she wondered why the names, Carson, Jacobs and Styles
all sounded familiar too.
Suddenly, Lana felt Dr. Lewis’ finger and thumb, which by now had
moved down to start drawing circles around her swollen clit
tighten as he rapidly rubbed and put pressure on her G-spot, Lana
felt a little strange she suddenly felt like she was going to—”
“Oh my God,” she said loudly, “I’m going to take a piss and I
can’t control it!”
Before she knew it, she was ejaculating buckets and buckets of a
clear white liquid and when she realized it wasn’t piss, she
suddenly started to shake and shake violently as Dr. Lewis
continued stimulating her G-spot, Lana was faintly aware of his
having abandoned her clit to grab something.
“Oh God,” she thought before not being able to think any more,
“this is more than calm, this is heaven!”

*****

Lana opened her eyes slowly, wondering where she was, she knew
where she had been, she had been in bliss, Shangri-La, Valhara
and Heaven all at once. But now she was forced to come back here,
wherever here was. She looked around and thought for a second
that she was locked in a box, “a coffin,” she thought, “oh my
God, I really did die, the pleasure was just too much for me to
handle!”
She then turned her head and saw the legs of someone in dungarees
and sneakers sitting on a chair above, “oh no, there’s someone
here and I’m Naked!” She put her hand on her stomach and feeling
the fabric of her blouse said, “Wait a minute, I’m not naked,”
fully clothed, feeling under her skirt she thought sadly, “and
completely wiped clean, no one will ever believe me when I tell
them.” Moving a bit she said out loud, “excuse me, hello.”
“Lana, you’re back in our world. A lot calmer too I trust. I hope
you’re not mad that I stored you under the desk, but I knew it
would be a while before you worked yourself back from a G-spot
orgasm of that magnitude, especially,” Dr. Lewis added, “one
accompanied by such an impressive if not incredible female
ejaculation. The door is still locked but I couldn’t risk a
maintenance or custodial worker coming in and finding you passed
out and naked on the top of my desk, so I cleaned you up, dressed
you and kept you out of site.”
“Randy, what happened to your clothes?” Lana said, finally
finding the strength to get up.
 “Only about a quart of female ejaculation liquids and a gallon
of cunt juice,” Dr. Lewis said smiling, “luckily I always keep
this set of casual wear here at all times.”
Lana suddenly jumped on his lap and started kissing him
passionately and furiously, when she came up for breath she said,
“I ejaculated? I don’t believe it. How will I get anyone else to
believe it if I can’t believe it myself? Why hadn’t I ever done
it before? Can we do it again?”
“Whoa girl, slow down. First of all a female ejaculation is a
very rare thing, so don’t be surprised, or—” he said leaning over
and kissing her gently on the lips, “—disappointed if you never
do it again, 99% of the women never experience it once, so you
are now way ahead of them all.”
“I still wish I could have had some evidence for when I tell
Hannah and Ana, they are so going to think I’m making it up.”
“Maybe this will help,” he said passing Lana her cell phone from
his desk. “Replay the last video capture.”
Doing so Lana saw herself yelling she was about to piss and the
camera then focused down and captured the first few spurts of
Lana’s tremendous ejaculation.
“I recognized the signs just before you blew and since this was
right on the desk I readied it with my free hand.”
“Why didn’t you get the whole thing?” Lana asked, both grateful
and disappointed at the same time.
Reaching in his shirt pocket he said, “Because I wanted to get
this as well.” He passed her a small test tube full of
ejaculation fluid. “This is for you, I hope you don’t mind but I
kept a nice sample of it myself. With a female ejaculation being
such a rare thing, it’s every sexologist’s dream to be able to
have a sample to analyze.”
Leaning up and deeply kissing him again Lana said, “Have I told
you I love you?”
“Several times at my house the other night, yes; But you also
love your friend Katrina Wilson.”
“And I can’t love you both in exactly the same way,” Lana said in
no way denying the doctor’s words.
“Actually Lana,” the doctor said, “a true bi- is a very rare
thing.”
“As rare as a female ejaculation,” Lana asked smiling.
“Yes,” Dr. Lewis said smiling back at her, “exactly as rare.”
Chapter Sixteen – Pajama Party
Dr. Lewis dropped Lana off at her house an hour later and Lana
instantly grabbed her sisters by the arm and pulled them up to
her room.
“Well,” Hannah said, “you definitely look a bit happier than when
we last saw you.”
“What’s up Lana,” Ana said smiling, “you have that ‘I’ve got a
secret’ look about you.”
“Do you two love me,” Lana said.
“What kind of a question is that,” Ana asked.
“Of course we love you,” Hannah said, “why wouldn’t we love you?”
“Because in a few minutes the two of you are going to be so
jealous of me for life that you’ll end up hating the thought of
me and probably never speak to me again.”
“Oh my God,” Ana said excited, “Lana, you did it, you’re
pregnant!”
“Not only pregnant,” Hannah said, “pregnant with triplets just
like Mom was at her age!”
“That’s what you get for having sex with and obstetrician,” Ana
said smiling.
Lana was looking at the two in a very ‘if these two don’t shut up
I won’t be responsible for what I do’ way and they fell silent.
“Okay,” Ana said, “so you’re not pregnant, so what is it
already?”
Lana reached in her pocket and pulled out the tube of liquid.
“Look at this,” she said holding it our proudly.
The two of them looked at the tube and then to each other and
shrugged.
“Well,” Lana said, “aren’t you going to at least congratulate
me?”
“Because you have a tube of water,” Hannah said doubtfully.
“THAT IS NOT WATER!” Lana screamed, and then controlling herself
said more calmly, “It’s female ejaculation fluid!”
“Female ejaculation fluid,” Ana said staring at the tube again,
“you’re joking!”
“Of course she’s joking, it can’t possibly be true,” Hannah said.
“Oh no,” Lana said smiling, taking out her cell phone and
pressing some controls, “Hannah, I just sent you an email, can
you put it on the big screen for us to watch?”
Hannah went over to their computer and quickly retrieving Lana’s
mail saw there was a video file attached and clicked it.
“Oh my God, I’m going to take a piss and I can’t control it!”
They heard Lana scream as her face appeared on the screen, they
then saw the camera pan down and immediately floods of clear
white liquid start spouting from her pee hole, the feed was cut
off just as she was beginning what was obviously to be a massive
orgasm.
Lana turned to see her sisters wide-eyed, awe-struck and just
plain paralyzed with envy.
“Oh my God,” Ana finally said, “Lana, I hate you!”
“Yeah,” Lana said smiling, “I thought you might say that.”
Hannah started crying like crazy, “Lana, that was incredible; why
can’t something like that happen to me?”
Lana hugged her and said, “Don’t worry, Honey, I doubt it would
even have happened to me if it wasn’t for the fact that I was
doing a professional sexologist as the time.”
“Hey,” Ana said suddenly, “how about we send that clip to the
boys. It will drive them crazy to see what a real sex expert can
make a girl do.”
“Are they in their room?” Lana asked grinning.
“Yeah, they were working on that Social Studies report together,”
Hannah said.
“You mean the one we turned in 3 days ago,” Lana asked.
“That’s the one,” Ana said.
“Hannah,” Lana said, “send them and email: Subject: ‘Look What
Happened To Me’. In the body write one line, ‘Bet none of you can
get a girl to do this’. Attach the file, then get in bed and get
ready to be fucked like crazy when they burst in and try to get
us to ejaculate for them.”
As expected, the boys busted through the bathroom door 5 minutes
later and each one jumped on one of the girls and started fucking
like mad, because the video file they had just seen had gotten
them so horny that they just had to try to get a girl to do that
right then and there! They fucked the girls silly for the next 2
hours, they gave them some incredible orgasms, but sadly, they
couldn’t get single one of them to ejaculate.

*****

After the two hours, Ron, who for once was not with Hannah, said
to Lana, “Okay, I give up, how did he do it, how did he get you
to ejaculate like that?”
“I have to say, Lana,” John said, “that was the all time hottest
thing I have ever seen.” He pumped his cock into Hannah a few
more times and said, “If I could get Debbie to do that, I doubt
she’d ever even think of leaving me.”
“I don’t think she even thinks of leaving you without you getting
her to do that,” Lana said, “Katrina tells me she’s sick and
tired of hearing your name, since Debbie won’t talk about
anything else.”
“When Katrina sees that video,” Don said, “It will be the final
end of her and me. She already considers the orgasms I give her
mediocre at best.” Don said this smiling and gave Ana, who was
laying on top of him a kiss.
“You don’t sound too unhappy with the thought of her dropping
you,” Ana said.
“Well,” Don said, “I’ve been trying to think of a nice way to
drop her for a while. I mean she’s in love with Lana and she’s
not ashamed to admit it. What then is she doing with me? I’ve
just been giving her an opportunity to do it first.”
“Well,” Ana said, “after she sees what Dr. Lewis got Lana to do I
think she’ll consider her chances of winning Lana’s permanent
affections highly depleted, so don’t expect her to give up on you
any time soon.”
“You thing,” Don said with a look of dread on his face.
“What’s wrong with you,” Ana said, “I thought knowing that
Katrina probably isn’t about to dump you would make you happy?”
“It’s nothing,” Don said, “really.” He turned Ana around so that
she too was staring at the ceiling. Reinserting his cock in her
pussy, he started drawing circles on her breasts with one hand
and circles around her clit with the other. As he squeezed her
breast he asked, “Ana, what’s it like being in love with Patty?
Does it ever seem too confusing?”
Without removing Don’s cock from her cunt, she once more turned
around to face him. “Well,” she said, “you know how confused and
upset I was in the beginning, but once I accepted it was real and
most important of all that it made me happy, I was fine.”
Hearing what they were saying, Lana looked up from the 69
position she was now in with Ron and said, “That’s how it is with
Katrina and me, you’re never happier than when you accept the
truth. You know, Randy told me that first day I was with him that
either you or John would be coming out soon. When I told him that
night that John was very happy with Debbie, but that you were
having problems with Katrina because she liked me as well, he
asked me if you spent a lot of time with Ana when we got
together.”
“Well what does that mean,” Don said, “I really like Ana, it’s
not that I like her more that you or Hannah, it’s just that we
have a special sort bond.”
“That’s what he said when I told him that you and Ana almost
always paired up with each other lately; he said that it was
final then. You were in love with a guy and since you were
relating so much with Ana at the moment, you were looking to her
for comfort and understanding of yourself.”
“You know, I’m really starting to dislike your Dr. Lewis,” Don
said.
Ana was looking in Don’s eyes and said, “so it’s true, you’re in
love with a guy?”
Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused their attention
on Don.
Don pulled out of Ana’s cunt and pulled her up so he could
position her in a kneeling position over his mouth. Before
digging in he said, “maybe, but don’t worry, because no matter
what else happens, I don’t plan on forgetting how to enjoy a
juicy cunt,” and he dug right in.
The others giggled and Lana saw their mood as perfect to spring
her news, “We’re having a little party for our birthday by the
way.”
“What,” Ron said, from around her cunt, “another one?”
“No, it’s nothing like that monster bash we had at the end of
vacation,” Lana assured them. “This is going to be a two day
sleep-over—”
“A pajama party!” Hannah said excitedly.
“—well if I get my way,” Lana said smiling, “no one will be
wearing any pajamas. Anyway, it will have a limited, by
invitation only, guest list. Besides the Wilson kids, I have 8
other people selected to invite.” Lana said.
“So are you going to tell us what you are really up to,” John
asked suspiciously.
“It’s about meeting a challenge,” Lana said, “it’s amazing how
clearly you can think when you are truly calm, you can really
start to see what is in front of your eyes.”

*****

Triplet X Love Times 2 would like to invite you to attend a two
night sleep over to be held at the bands studio. The party will
begin on the evening of Friday the 13th and conclude in the
afternoon of Sunday the 15th.
This is a by invitation only affair and to enter you must present
your letters at the door, 1 letter per guest.
We apologize if, in families with multiple children, not all have
received an invitation, but limited space has forced the
selection of the desired guest be made in a random lottery style.
NOTE: Triplet X Love Times 2 does not promote the use of alcohol,
drugs, or cigarettes so none of these are allowed. Your hosts,
however, will be completely open to fill all your other desired
needs, in every possible way, and should you accept cumming, we
guarantee you a blissful and happy two days.
FINAL NOTE: Should your parents have any doubts about letting you
attend, they can contact Mr. Stanley Anderson and Mrs. Laura
Anderson for reassurance.

*****

Eight copies of the above letter, with full contact information
were sent by express mail to: Henry Wise, Martha Wise, Louise
Carson, Jerry Clinton, Henry Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn
Jacobs and Annie Styles; and pretty much by return mail,
confirmation of the acceptance of the invitations arrived.
“Okay,” John said, “so everyone is coming, and hopefully everyone
will be cumming,” he added smiling as he helped place a few more
mattresses that had been rented for the weekend in a corner of
the studio. That corner had been converted into a giant bed.
“However,” John continued, “you have still not told us your real
plans.”
“Our plans for the first part of the party are to fuck everyone
silly and make them never want to separate from us,” Lana said,
“if everything works, on Sunday we’ll be having a very special
meeting.”
Don came in carrying some DVDs and said, Hannah gave me a copy of
those Mistress videos, these should get some action started, and
if not,” he pulled out another video disk and said, “there’s
always this.”
“What’s that?” Lana said, curiously.
“A hot little number titled a ‘Rare Gusher’,” Don said winking
and quickly moved away.
Hannah, Ana, Debbie and Katrina entered with several bags of
party favors and placed them on a table.
“What did you get,” Lana asked.
“Oh the usual,” Katrina said, “Pretzels, potato chips, corn
chips, condoms, dildos, anal beads, a couple of strap-ons, some—”
“Okay,” Lana said, “that’s enough, I get the picture, you got you
usual.”
“Shouldn’t we test the stuff first,” Katrina asked smiling
mischievously.
“Sweetie, we are going to get together so much during this
sleep-over that we’ll want to take a one month vacation from each
other when it’s over, but for now,” Lana said, “let’s just finish
getting the place ready.”
Ron and Jason came in with a few bags also, “Some party games,”
Ron said, “to liven things up if they slow down.”
“Great,” Lana said, “Hannah, I just need those signs I asked you
to print up.”
“They’re on the computer desk, Lana, right next to you”
“Oh,” Lana said, spotting them and picking them up. She studied
the three large signs:

NO CLOTHES ALLOWED PAST THIS DOOR

PLACE ALL CLOTHES HERE

IF YOU ENTER THIS DOOR YOU ARE EXPECTED
TO PARTICIPATE IN ALL PARTY ACTIVITIES

“Great,” Lana said again, “I’ll go hang them on the front door
and on that wardrobe we left next to it.”
“What time is it,” Debbie asked nervously.
“It’s around 5,” John said putting his hands around her
shoulders, “I think everything is pretty ready here, why don’t we
check out how comfortable those mattresses in the corner really
are?”
“John,” Debbie said worried, “I have to tell you that I still
don’t know if I’ll be able to do this. Being with your family is
one thing, but being with a whole lot of other people is really
different to me. I’m just not Katrina!”
“I know you’ll be fine honey. Just focus on the pleasure and not
on whose giving it to you.” As he said this he lay her down and
fucked her to a couple of soothing orgasms to calm her down.

*****

It was 6:30 when the first guests arrived at the house. Amy and
Pietro were ordered to be well clothed and orderly to receive all
guests at the door and gather them in the family room. Stan and
Laura were to be there too, to greet any parents that might want
a last minute chat with them.
When all guests had arrived and the few parents that chose to
escort their kids in were gotten rid of, Amy and Pietro led the
eight guests to the garage studio. They were pointed toward the
back door and informed they were to read all the signs first. Amy
and Pietro then returned to the house.
“I don’t get it,” Louise Carson said, “Why didn’t the Anderson
kids meet us themselves immediately.
“Maybe they’re not dressed in the proper clothes to greet
people,” Jerry Clinton said reading a sign and pointing it out to
the others.
“‘No clothes allowed past this door’,” Martha Wise read, “what
does that mean?”
“What do you think it means, Sis,” Henry said, pointing out the
wardrobe by the door, “Place all clothing here,” shrugging he
started stripping and putting away his clothes.
“Henry!” Martha said, “Mom and Dad would kill you!”
“No one is going to tell them, now if you want to come with me
Sis, follow the rules; we agreed when we accepted the invitation
that we knew exactly what they were saying when they
non-accidentally misspelled certain words.”
As Martha nervously started to strip, the other guests followed
the Wise twins lead.
Before knocking Annie Styles asked, “Just out of curiosity,
anyone know what these party activities we’ll be expected to
participate in involve?”
“Who cares,” Jennifer said, “I’ve been dying to CUM here since I
got the letter. Now knock already.”
When Annie knocked, Katrina was waiting to open the door.
Nervously they all stepped in.

*****

“I want to thank you all for coming,” Lana said, “and I want to
thank you in advance for the cumming you’ll be doing in these two
days of fucking fun,” Lana said. “I want to direct your attention
to the four tables at the end of the room, we have the snack
table, the beverage table, the ‘toy’ table and the helpful info
table where you can find information to help make your stay here
a little more enjoyable.”
“Excuse me,” Harry Fuller said, “but what type of information are
we talking about exactly?”
“Well,” Lana said, “we have charts of both the male and female
most relevant parts. A list of a woman’s 17 erogenous zones and
how best to stimulated them, also of course a list of the 10
erogenous zones on a male; we have diagramed charts of the most
pleasurable positions, articles on proper foreplay, intercourse,
cunningulus, analingulus, an so forth. You’d be amazed to know
how much more pleasurable and experience can be when you actually
understand what you’re doing.”
“Actually I’m already amazed,” Jerry Clinton said looking over
Lana’s naked body.
“Anyway,” Lana said, “everything here is self-service when it
comes to anything on the tables. When it comes to any activity,
please don’t stay by yourself. Try always to be with someone, and
don’t stay with just the same person or persons, mingle and mix.
We do have condoms on the toys table, but they are absolutely
unnecessary here.”
“What do you mean unnecessary?” Louise Carson questioned
seriously.
“If you haven’t figured it out already,” Lana said, “now speaking
as much to her brothers and sisters and the Wilson kids as to the
other guests, “with the exception of Katrina and Jason Wilson,
everyone in here is in Dr. Lewis’ Sex Ed. class this trimester
and all of you have completed your special project of which, as
class T.A. I know the results of. Everyone in this room is 100%
clean and safe to fuck with no need to worry about protection. If
anyone is worried or doubtful, I have copies of the
documentation, but you can all take it from me, everybody in this
room is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT FUCKABLE and you can, with no
worries, enjoy every last inch of each other.” Smiling she then
added, “and sex is never more enjoyable than when you know it is
truly safe sex.”

*****

Around 20 minutes into the party Triplet X Love Times 2 played a
few songs, and encouraged the naked guests to get together and
dance a bit, by the end of the set, there wasn’t a single
non-erect cock nor non-hard nipple in the studio.
“We now invite everyone to take a seat in front of the big screen
while we watch 1 or 2 home clips,” Lana said, “We suggest you all
stop by the toys table and grab a little something to entertain
yourself with while watching the movie.”
Everyone passed by the toys table and grabbed something from
among the many selections of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, anal
beads, male massagers etc. and took a seat to enjoy a movie. To
Hannah’s horror, because she didn’t even know how John got a
copy, let alone a digital copy, the first movie he put on was
‘The Mistress of Pain and the Dominating Submissive’. It,
however, turned out to be a perfect choice to start getting the
guests extra hot and super-horny. By the time the movie finished,
Henry Wise, Jerry Clinton and Jason Wilson all had a girl, Louise
Carson, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie Styles respectively, sitting on
their lap and they were pumping away at their cunts as they
enjoyed the movie. John then put on the DVD of Triplet X Love
Times 2 first unofficial music video; it had the group singing,
“American Pie” at their first concert on the beach, and was
filled with scenes of the Anderson kids and other family members
committing sexual acts throughout the house. As a final bonus
John played the clip of Lana’s female ejaculation, and that
really pushed everyone out of their seats, literally, and onto
the floor with someone. Ron was fucking Martha Wise, while her
brother Henry was busy with Lana. Jennifer Ramos, who was a
lesbian, pulled Ana to her and in no time had her in a 69. Henry
Fuller was in the same position with Don, and Don was relieved to
see that no one seemed to think it strange. Debbie had pulled
Hannah between her legs, and Katrina was behind Hannah licking
her ass. John finally finished working the computer and pulling
Katrina away from Hannah’s ass, started fucking her doggie-style.
This first part of the party was definitely a big success.

*****

Around two hours later, when things started to slow down a bit,
Ron took over the hosting and announced they’d be playing a group
game. “Now I’m sure you’re all expecting a nice round of ‘Pin the
Tail on the Donkey’, but unfortunately, I lost the pieces
somewhere. Instead, we’ll play a simple game I like to call,
‘Stick it in the Submissive’.” Both Marilyn and Louise looked up,
and Ron couldn’t fail noticing how excited their eyes looked.
“Now, we’ll start with my number one slave,” he said, grabbing
Hannah by the arm and dragging her across the room to where he
had some arm and leg restraints attached to the wall.
Everyone followed and watched as Ron cuffed Hannah with her butt
facing them. Grabbing a regular paddle from the toys table, as
well as a string of 5 very large anal beads, he spanked Hannah
two or three times to soften her up then said, “Now, the object
of this game is very simple,” he picked up a 7 minute timer from
the table and said, “you have 7 minutes to try to insert one
large bead completely in the submissive’s ass, if you succeed,
you win an additional 10 minutes to stick whatever you want in
the bitches other hole, this can be a cock, a tongue, a dildo a
fist etc. you win her cunt for 10 minutes. If you think you will
not be able to get a bead in before the allowed 7 minutes, you
are free to use the remaining time to tongue her cunt. You can
constantly finger her throughout the process to try and relax
her, and you should really also try constantly tonguing her ass.”
He gave her two more whacks with the paddle and said, “Who wants
first shot?”
Henry, Jerry and Jennifer all stepped forward enthusiastically
and Ron smiling said, “Why don’t we let the lady go first.”
Jennifer stepped up and as Ron set the timer, instantly kneeled
before Hannah’s butt. She started by kissing both of Hannah’s ass
cheeks, then she spread them apart and with one hand held them
open. She then started to rim and lick Hannah’s asshole. Hannah
let out a moan, and Jennifer began applying pressure on her butt
hole with her tongue, now that her face was between Hannah’s butt
cheeks, Jennifer used her now free hand to finger Hannah’s pussy,
relaxing her. Jenny finally broke through the resistance with her
tongue and once inside took a minute to truly tongue fuck
Hannah’s butt lubing it well.
She now brought the hand holding the string of 5 large beads to
Hannah’s ass, and removing her tongue quickly replaced it with a
finger which she pumped deep in Hannah’s ass and swirled it
around and around pushing the hole of Hannah’s butt more and more
open. The loud moans and groans from Hannah testified to how much
she was loving this, beside that though, not a sound was heard
from her.
Looking at the time and seeing she only had 2 minutes left, Jenny
added 2 more fingers to the 1 she had constantly pumping Hannah’s
pussy, and removing the one in Hannah’s butt, began trying to
insert the large bead.
By now the crowd watching was really excited, if the cocks and
nipples had gone soft before the game started, by now everyone
was again in full sex charge.
Jenny hadn’t wanted to just ram the bead into Hannah, she didn’t
want to cause her needless pain, but she suddenly realized that
pain was exactly what Hannah needed and wanted, so she started
applying more and more pressure, constantly turning and turning
the bead until with a small pop and with less than a minute to
go, Jenny got the bead completely in someone started to cheer.
“Yes,” Ron said, “We have a winner,” then looking at Hannah’s
pain-filled and happy face he added, “two winners actually,” and
he smacked Hannah two more times on the ass with his paddle.”
“Oh yes,” Hannah said, speaking for the first time, “more please,
come claim your prize!”
“Jenny, the cunt is totally yours for 10 minutes, what would you
like to do with it?”
Going to the toys table, Jenny, grabbed a strap-on with a six
inch dildo and clit stimulator on the inside and a massive 12
inch by 3 inch imitation cock on the outside, putting it on and
walking back to Hannah she said, “I’m going to give her what she
asked for, more pain.”
Ron set another timer and after giving Hannah’s butt two more
whacks said, “Your time starts—NOW!” He activated the timer.
Jennifer quickly stepped behind Hannah and positioning the
massive cock head at the opening of Hannah’s hole began to push
in, slowly at first, but since Hannah’s twat was as wet as the
ocean by now, it proved to be a lot easier than Jenny thought;
not wanting to cheat Hannah out of any pain, Jenny started to ram
in and out, each time she went in she would go just a bit beeper,
until Jenny’s brunette pubic hairs were touching Hannah’s
sensitive ass cheeks. Jenny then started pumping full blast, she
herself being driven wild by the fact that every time she rammed
into Hannah the dildo in her own pussy would tilt upwards and
scratch her G-spot, and the clit stimulator would constantly rub
and squeeze her clit.
Jennifer, who was near cumming herself, looked at the timer and
saw there were only three minutes left to her prize. She pulled
out of Hannah and quickly removing the strap-on, got on her knees
and gluing her mouth to Hannah’s cunt began swirling her tongue
inside Hannah, getting all the juices around her. Without ever
removing her mouth from her prize, she began to stimulate the
bead in Hannah’s ass by pulling a little on the string and then
pushing a finger in to make sure the bead wasn’t ejected, with
her other hand, she began pinching and rubbing Hannah’s clit.
With one minute left to fully claim her prize, Jenny pinched
Hannah’s clit tightly and pulled hard; Hannah couldn’t take the
joy anymore and she let herself go, she began to flow freely,
pouring a gallon of cunt juice into Jenny’s eagerly waiting
mouth. Jenny lapped it up and licked Hannah dry and by the time
the timer buzzed the ending of Jenny’s time, Hannah was ready for
contestant number 2.
With one bead already in her, everyone knew that no other would
be as difficult as the first one had been, but it still proved to
be a challenge, Henry inserted bead number 2 after four minutes
of long tonguing and fingering, he then proceeded to claim his
prize by fucking her, since he was near cumming already, Katrina
kneeled next to them and when, after 5 minutes, Henry said he was
about to cum, Katrina pulled him out of Hannah and sucked him
into her mouth and drank him until he was dry. Henry then used
his remaining time tongue fucking Hannah and sucking her clit.
Jerry then took his turn, expecting to be able to quickly claim
his prize, but with 2 beads already in Hannah’s ass, getting his
bead in wasn’t as easy as he had expected and he almost ran out
of time before he did it. He then enjoyed a good fucking of
Hannah so much, that he almost forgot he wasn’t suppose to cum in
her, he pulled out just as he was starting to explode and covered
Hannah’s cunt, and rear in hot cream. Lana cleaned up his cock
while Ana cleaned up Hannah and got her ready for the 4th
contestant.’
Ron gave Hannah’s ass a few whacks as it was decided who should
go next, Annie Styles was finally given the privilege, and
getting the fourth bead in proved so difficult that she almost
decided to forfeit and just give Hannah a quick cunt sucking, the
crowd however encouraged her to try and she continued forward and
to loud applause finally inserted bead number 4. Going over to
the toys table she picked up a small vibrator ball with wrist
extension, a fanny slapper, butt plug vibrator, a regular
vibrator and a very large graduated dildo.  Tying the wrist
extension of the vibrator ball to Hannah’s wrist she said evilly,
“Hold onto that dear, you wouldn’t want to lose it.” She then
turned on the vibrator and stuck it deep in Hannah’s twat. She
then stuck the butt plug vibrator in her own ass and the regular
vibrator in her twat. She then proceeded to use her prize time to
alternate between slapping Hannah’s twat, perineum (the area
between the twat and butt hole) and ass (all erogenous zones of a
woman), and ramming the graduated dildo forcefully in and out of
Hannah’s twat, obviously relishing Hannah’s screams of pain and
erotic joy. Hannah was in ecstasy.
“This one has the makings of a true master, no doubt about it,”
Ron thought. He then looked over at the looks of excitement and
almost divine reverence on Louise and Marilyn and thought, “and
we have some candidates for her first slave, if I don’t just
decide to keep them all myself.”
By the time Annie was finished with her, Hannah looked near
death, and there were some worried looks now as well as looks of
joy and excitement. Ron went over to Hannah, as he had after
every person’s turn, and looked her in the eye waiting for her to
say something; she smiled at him and said feebly, “More, please,
give me more!”
Ron nodded and called Martha Wise forward. Now, prior to this
night, Martha had only had one sexual experience in her entire
life, and she hadn’t truly enjoyed it. However, after the first
fucking that night (given to her by Ron), she knew that she was
now hooked on sex for life and she wanted to, no, needed to
experience it from all sides. She couldn’t believe how excited
she had been, how wet she had gotten, watching Annie’s incredible
mistreatment of Hannah, she knew she wanted to be Hannah’s master
for a while, to enjoy giving Hannah pain and pleasure at once. On
the other hand, she also knew that she couldn’t wait to be
Hannah, just hanging there with that look of blissful pain and
ecstasy, begging for more.
No one seriously thought Martha would be able to get the final
5th bead into Hannah’s so small looking rectum. Martha, however,
was determined to succeed, and after six and a half minutes of
more furious tonguing, fingering and enlarging of Hannah’s hole,
in almost the very last second, she got the bead in and once more
everyone cheered and applauded like crazy.
Ron threw Hannah another look and waited to see if she said
anything, she only moaned in pain and joy and finally said, “it’s
time for her to claim her prize.” Ron looked deep in her eyes as
if asking, “Are you sure?” Hannah giving a weak nod said, “Do it
please, do it now!”
Ron nodded and looking at Martha said, “She’s all yours!”
Martha had no idea what to do with her prize; going over to the
toy table she saw a strap-on similar to the one Jenny had used,
except, that the dildo that went into her own pussy was as large
as the monster imitation cock on the outside. The clit stimulator
on this one could also be set to constantly vibrate. Martha
shrugged and started by grabbing this, and, after slowly
inserting the inner dildo into her pussy, secured the strap-on to
her body, Katrina and Lana helped her tighten it around her body.
Throwing the table another look for anything else she could use,
she grabbed two nipple clamps, a vibrating clit clamp, an anal
vibrator (which she inserted in her own ass) and a whip.
Going over to Hannah’s limp body, she took a second to look into
Hannah’s eyes, Martha’s eyes saying, “your absolutely sure?”
Hannah looked back at Martha and said, “Your 10 minutes are about
to start; enjoy them, I know I will.”
Smiling, Martha proceeded to put a nipple clamp on each of
Hannah’s nipples, making extra sure they hurt. Martha then placed
the vibrating clit clamp on Hannah’s over-swollen, over sensitive
clit. Hannah had a small orgasm from just this action. Martha
then whipped Hannah’s butt, back and legs with the whip, feeling
joy and excitement beyond belief every time she made Hannah
scream. “Scream for me BITCH!” Martha yelled loudly, “tell me
what you want. Do you want me to stop or do you want me to shove
this giant dildo up your pussy!”
WHIP! WHIP! WHIP!
“Talk to me now,” WHIP! “What do you want?” WHIP!
Hannah looked at her feebly and said, “Fuck me, please fuck me.
My cunt needs more!”
Martha got into position behind Hannah and ramming the faux cock
into Hannah with no thought whatsoever of giving Hannah a little
adjustment time, instantly connected her pubic hairs to Hannah’s
pained and untouchable rear. Martha began fucking Hannah
violently, loving at times bringing the fake cock almost
completely out of Hannah’s cunt, just to quickly and forcefully
ram it back all the way in.
When Martha’s 10 minutes were up, Martha was still yelling, “Take
this bitch! Do you like it Whore? Well it doesn’t really matter
if you like it or not, I won this cunt and it’s mine to do with
what I want! As I enjoy! What you want or like is irrelevant!”
“Umm, Martha,” Ron said, “your time is up. This cunt is no longer
yours.”
Martha threw Ron a look that said, “How dare you tell me she’s
not mine!” and Ron thought, “Wow, who would have thought, she
seems like such a sweet girl.” Then he remembered Lana’s dark
side and thought, “I better bring her back gently or she may
never want to give Hannah back to me.”
“Martha,” Ron said calmly, “have you noticed that beautiful
collar Hannah is wearing?” He smiled at her gently and with his
eyes led hers to the collar. “I was wondering, can you please
read me what it says?”
Martha, who was still deep inside Hannah and right against her
back put her hand on Hannah’s collar and turned it until she
could read the inscription on the license, “Hannah Property of
Ronald Anderson.”
Martha almost cried, not out of quilt for what she had done, but
from true pain at the realization that Hannah wasn’t hers to
treat this way whenever she wanted.”
When she had finally pulled out Martha grabbed Jenny and led her
to the mattresses without a word; Jenny didn’t normally let
herself be led around, but she recognized that Martha’s eyes were
saying, “I don’t want to stop fucking, I need a cunt now!” and
since Jenny was dying for another good fucking, why not?
Martha, by the way, had chosen Jenny because she had come to
another realization while collecting her prize, not only did she
love and need to be the one dominating the action, she loved and
needed to fuck cunts. She very much had liked being fucked by a
guys cock, but fucking a girl’s cunt was the ultimate for her.
She finally understood why the one sexual experience she had had
before this night was nothing to talk about, there had been no
wet dripping naked beautiful cunts around giving off their
wonderful aroma to inspire her! That night it had just been her
and a cock, nothing worth thinking about.
In the meantime, Ron had gone over to Hannah and waiting to see
what she said heard her whisper, “The Mistress has a headache.”
The others, her brothers and sisters included, wondered what that
meant; Ron, however, nodded to Hannah got on his hands and knees
and gluing his own mouth to Hannah’s pussy, grabbed the long
string hanging from Hannah’s ass. Giving one rapid violent pull,
he extracted all 5 beads in Hannah’s ass, she gave a scream and
shaking violently had a final massive orgasm in her master’s
mouth. When he finished all his cunt juice, Ron removed all the
clamps Martha had left on Hannah’s nipples and clit, and
signaling Debbie and Katrina to help him, removed Hannah’s
restraints.
“Take her to a mattress and have her rest, Debbie stay with her
and give her some soothing comfort, the boobs and asshole
especially, until she’s sleeping peacefully.”
As Katrina and Debbie took Hannah away, Ron addressed the
remaining players saying, “Well, we seem to have lost our
submissive, and these beads are badly soiled.” He threw them into
a hamper of used toys for cleaning, and then said, “but look what
we have here,” and he pulled out another string of beads. “Now
all we need is a submissive and the game can continue.” As he
expected both Louise and Marilyn jumped up almost begging him to
choose her, “well,” Ron said, a little wickedly, “I think we’re
going to have a lot of fun this night.” And choosing Louise
first, he began spanking her butt to get her nice and ready for
her first contestant.

Chapter Seventeen – The Master's New Pets
It was ten in the morning when the last of the guests finally
awoke, fully recovered from the evening’s activities, and looking
forward to what fun this new day might bring.
Martha and Jenny (who had really worn themselves out while
growing almost inseparable the night before) were the last to
awaken. Amazingly, the first to have awakened was Hannah, closely
followed by Louise and Marilyn, all fully fit and fully anxious
to continue where they had left off the night before.
Pietro and Amy had rolled two large carts into the garage around
9 AM, and had told the Anderson kids to simply roll them in the
studio when they were ready to eat, and when they had finished,
simply roll them back out and leave them where they had found
them.
The Anderson kids presented their guests with a choice of
pancakes, omelets, bacon, ham, sausage etc. as well as a refill
for the coffee makers and warm milk distributors already on the
beverage table. There was also a choice of toast, muffins, bagel
and croissants.
After the first night of intense sexual activity everyone had
participated in, there wasn’t one person that wasn’t looking to
have seconds, if not thirds. Well, actually, there were two
people there that kept looking longingly at the table that had
been unfolded and filled with the food, yet didn’t seem to dare
go near it.
Going over to these two Ron said, “Aren’t you two hungry?”
Louise and Marilyn lowered their heads and didn’t answer their
eyes however seemed to be begging Ron for something.
“Oh,” Ron said a little annoyed (he didn’t like having to give
his slaves permission to do things they knew they should or could
do) “go and eat and the next time food is presented you, you are
not to wait for anyone to give you permission to eat! If you are
hungry, eat! And if you are thirsty drink something! Understand!”
They nodded appreciatively, happy to be spoken at so forcefully.
They went and finally began eating.
John had put on another of the ‘Mistress of Pain’ movies while
everyone finished their breakfast. As those in the room whose
attention was not on their food, had their attention captured by
the Mistress’ unique talent for bringing her victims to
mind-altering, body-shaking orgasms, this explained why only one
person noticed Ron’s conversation with Louise and Marilyn.
“Is it my imagination,” John said, “or does the ‘Master of Love’
have two new slaves to play with?”
Ron turned and smiling said, “It sure looks that way. I sure
didn’t want any more. Hannah is a 24-7 responsibility of mine.
How am I supposed to share her time with two strangers. I’d tell
them to find someone else if I didn’t know what the thought of
rejection might do to them?”
“Well, whatever you do;” John said looking very worried, “don’t
in any way upset them.”
“Why, what’s so special about them?”
“I had a good talk with Marilyn while I was fucking her last
night, I was trying to remember why the name Jacobs sounded so
familiar.”
“And—” Ron said questionably.
“Her father is the same Mr. Jacobs that dad replaced as head of
Accounting. Dad had originally thought Mr. Jacobs had completely
quit the company, but he was actually given a promotion in the
company to Head Advisor and Consultant of a very old friend of
his Mr. Carson.”
“Mr. Carson,” Ron said, “as in Dad’s boss Mr. Carson?”
“Dad’s boss and Marilyn’s, best friend since childhood Louise’s,
dad.”
“Oh, oh,” Ron said throwing another look at his two eager new
slaves as they ate, “this is not good!”

*****

After everyone had eaten, it was decided that everyone should go
into the house and take a bath. The Anderson kids were trying to
figure out how to best use the three large bathrooms in the
house.
“Each one allows up to three people to shower at once, so we just
have to do it in 2 shots.” Lana said.
“I wish there was a way to get everyone cleaned off at once,” Ron
said, “the quicker the better. Things are going to good to have
to break the group up for 2 long showering periods.”
“We’d need a super bathtub for everyone to get clean at once,”
Lana joked.
“Oh,” Hannah said suddenly on hearing those words, “I know what
to do!” But then she suddenly shut up as though she had said a
bad word; which to her she was because she had just implied that
she knew more than her master.
“It’s okay,” Ron said to Hannah, “remember I gave you orders to
use that great brain of yours so if you’ve got and idea tell us.”
“I can take all the guests somewhere where they can all bath at
once, it the meantime, John, Don and yourself, my master, can use
the 2nd floor bathroom, the Wilson’s can use the first floor
and,” turning to Lana and Ana, “you two can use Amy and Pietro’s
bathroom.”
“A place where the guests can all bath at once,” Ron said
doubtfully.
“I don’t think there’s a bathroom big enough for eight people,
nine if your going to include yourself,” Ana said.
Hannah had her head down, but the others saw her shift her eyes
and they were directed at the big screen. The other guests were
still watching a movie. In the latest scene, a large group of the
Mistress’ ‘toys’ were sharing a bath in the Mistress’ bathtub.
“Oh,” Ana said suddenly, “maybe there is one bathroom we can fit
them in.”
“All of you take your baths, and while you’re showering, I’ll
escort the guests, there are plenty of blindfold masks on the
toys table, that should work,” Hannah said.
All the others looked at her a little annoyed, she didn’t show
any care towards most of them, but she was a little upset that
her master seemed annoyed and said, “is something wrong, Master?”
“I’ll tell you what’s wrong,” Lana said, “you’re still not going
to let us know where the Mistress’ Lair is, are you?”
Hannah acted as if she hadn’t even heard Lana, however, before
Ron could say anything she said, “If YOU would like to accompany
me master, I would be pleased.”
The stress on the word ‘you’ told the others that this invite was
for one person and one person only.
“That would please me too,” Ron said smiling.
Hannah smiled back and didn’t even notice the frowns all the
others were wearing.

*****

Around 15 minutes later, the Andersons led the parade of guests
toward the house, a thin robe had been provided to each of them
to get them from the garage to the house (the Andersons and
Wilsons didn’t bother with them, they had learned by now that you
could easily get from the garage to the house without being
spotted by anyone, the other guests however were new to all
this).
In the house they found Amy and Pietro; Stan and Laura had seen
the kids’ request that they not be around on Saturday as an
excuse to get away to a B & B for 24 hours like the weekends they
would spend together while dating.
“We’re going to shower and bathe,” Lana said, “then we’re going
to spend a good part of the day in the game room.” Looking at Amy
and Pietro she said, “Can you two tidy up the studio and ready it
for tonight, please?”
“Absolutely, Miss Anderson,” Pietro said.
“The toys especially need a good cleaning,” Ana said.
“I’ll take care of them,” Amy promised.
“Wipe them with something besides your tongue,” Ron said.
“Don’t worry,” Amy assured them, “as soon as I finish using my
tongue, I’ll use a towel as well.”

*****

Once Lana and Ana, the Wilson kids, and John and Don separated to
the respective bathrooms they’d be using, Ron and Hannah led the
other guests out of the family room where they’d been waiting and
gathered them in front of the steps.
“When we get to the top of the stairs I want everyone to put on
the blindfold mask you were given,” Hannah said. “No one is to
remove the blindfolds until told.”
This sounded a little strange to a group that was just heading to
take a bath, but they in no way complained, they’d had too much
fun up to now to question anything they were told to do. So after
reaching the top of the steps everyone was firmly blindfolded.
Hannah then helped line them up with hands on the hips of the
person in front as if preparing to dance the Locomotion. Since
they had left their robes in the family room, this positioning
led to some special fun all in its own. Especially since being
blindfolded they had no idea who was in front or behind them; in
other words, they didn’t know whose cunt their hand had just
‘accidentally’ dropped into, who had gotten so close behind them
that his erect cock had just scraped their ass, and whose finger
every now and then entered your asshole etc. Hannah and Ron kept
them lined up in the hall a few minutes, knowing how much fun
they were enjoying as they waited.
Finally, though Hannah started to walk down the second floor
hall, and Harry Fuller (whose hands were on her waist) followed,
along with everyone else. Passing the umbrella stand, she took a
moment to grab the metal cane and continued toward the hidden
attic opening. Once close enough, she ordered “Everyone stop and
wait for my signal. Master can you help me please.”
Ron went up to her and she pointed out the circular hook on the
ceiling, handing him the metal cane she let him know what had to
be done.
Ron smiled and hooking the circular hook pulled down to reveal
the attic stairs.
“An entire extra floor,” Ron thought, “I knew the distance
between the 2nd floor windows and the roof seemed too large.”

“Okay everyone,” Hannah said, “we’re going to climb some more
steps so I want you to be very careful, just keep your hand on
the back of  the person in front and take one step at a time.”
Soon everyone was upstairs and Hannah signaled Ron to pull the
steps back up, she shepherded all the guests to the center room
and sat them on the bed saying, “You can take your blindfolds off
now.”
Martha was the first to clearly state what they were all
thinking, “Wow, this is it! This is the bedroom of the Mistress
of Pain!”
“And we’ll be using her bathroom right through that door,” Hannah
said pointing.
“So,” Louise said a little excited, “does that mean that that
door leads to—you know?”
“Oh can we go please!” Marilyn said, but then dropped her head
realizing she was speaking out of place.
“We have to get this bath over with as quickly as possible, we
don’t want the Mistress showing up and putting us all into
chains,” Hannah said leading the way to the bathroom.
Everyone followed except Louise and Marilyn who took Hannah’s
statement to be too much like an order, and in their minds only
one person could give them orders.
Seeing they weren’t moving, Ron went over to them and said, “Go
take a bath now! You are to take a good shower every day!
Cleanliness is important to me, as is proper nutrition! I don’t
want to own any dirty of malnutrition bitches is that
understood!”
“Yes Master,” Marilyn said getting off the bed and kneeling at
his right side.
Louise quickly followed and kneeling at his left side said, “Yes
Master.”
Ron got up and grabbing them both by their hairs pulled them up
on their feet and SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
He gave them each two hard spanks on each of their butt cheeks
and said, “Remember that because if I ever have to waste my time
telling either of you to do something you know you should or
could do, you can both find yourselves a new Master! Now go take
that bath! And I don’t want anyone to know you’re my slaves yet
so act natural in there understand!”
“Yes Master,” they both said happily.
Ron had waited for everyone else to go through the door before
confronting his new slaves, he knew his one true beloved slave
wouldn’t dare come back to question why he was taking his time,
however, he was starting to worry a little about how he was going
to explain to her that he’d picked up two more slaves.
In a normal master/slave relationship, a slave gained pride with
every new slave their master picked up, but his relationship with
Hannah had never been a normal master/slave one.
When he walked into the bathroom he found Louise and Marilyn
waiting to see where in the bathtub he would sit. Everyone was
already there, and he was a little cross at seeing that Hannah
had taken the liberty of positioning herself between Jerry and
Henry. He knew there was something about this place that turned
her into a more aggressive and decisive person, but still, she
knew he’d be in, she could have waited like his two new slaves.
His dislike must have shown on his face because Hannah threw him
an inquisitive look. However, the look she gave him was not a
‘have I done something wrong’ look, it was a ‘why are you mad,
look what you’re standing between look.
The look Hannah gave him angered Ron and putting his arms around
Louise and Marilyn he led them into the water positioning himself
between them and with their heads on his chest, he started
playing with their breasts, pinching them aggressively and making
his new pets moan.
Hannah shot him another look, one that clearly said, “how dare
you” and before they themselves understood what was happening,
Jerry and Harry each found themselves with their mouths on one of
Hannah’s breasts and, though her hands were under the bubbly
water, it was pretty obvious what she had in them.
Ron cast Hannah a nasty look and grabbing Louise sat her right on
his cock and finding her opening under the water began clearly
pumping away. He then leaned to his side and started swapping
spit vigorously with Marilyn while continuing to pinch her tits.
Hannah growled and leapt on Henry’s lap, she turned and started
riding him side saddle and leaned back onto Jerry’s shoulder and
encouraged him to lean over and start kissing her while Henry’s
cock pumped busily in her.
By now, the other four people in the bath tub had caught on that
something more than a bathing was taking place, they didn’t
really understand the battle between Ron and Hannah, but they
wanted in on the action because it was getting them excited.
Martha pulled Jennifer onto her lap and grabbing a bar of soap
started soaping up Jenny’s boobs taking time to squeeze and
stretch the nipples.
Once she had Jenny’s boobs thoroughly clean, she brought the soap
between Jenny’s legs and started slowly soaping up her cunt and
ass, at times actually fucking Jenny with the bar of soap.
Seeing this, Annie threw Harry Fuller a very wicked look that
stated, “I don’t care if you’re gay, I need a cock now and, since
yours is the only one available, it is mine!” Annie straddled
Harry’s cock and started riding him deep and hard.
Hannah whispered something to Henry and then getting off his lap
she straddled Jerry’s in a face to face position letting his cock
slide deep in her cunt. She then grabbed a bar of soap and as she
hugged and kissed him, she soaped up his back and neck while he
pumped her pussy. Henry had also grabbed a bar of soap and
kneeling behind Hannah began soaping up her back and neck. Like
Jerry, Henry was also pumping with a steady rhythm, and it was
pretty obvious what he was pumping was her ass.
Ron whispered some instructions to Louise, and as she got off
him, he pulled Marilyn on to his cock in the same face to face
position Jerry and Hannah were in. Ron continued kissing Marilyn,
and Louise (having gotten a bar of soap) started soaping both Ron
and Marilyn’s backs.
Everyone continued in this erotic bathing until one by one
everyone in the bathtub had cum, the water they were in quickly
filled with both male and female juices. They soon found it
necessary to drain the water and refill the tub to get a quick
rinsing off.

*****

“Wow,” Martha said as she stepped out to dry up, “That was the
greatest bath I’ve ever had.”
“I know what you mean, Sis,” Henry said, “I hope we can take
another like it sometime.”
“I doubt you’ll find another bathtub like this to take it in,”
Annie said enviously.
“This place is amazing,” Jenny said.
Soon Ron and Hannah had everyone ready to return to the real
world, and making sure everyone had their masks tightly secure,
they prepared to lead them down the steps. Hannah made a quick
check of the game room to confirm that everyone was there and it
was safe to open the trap door. She did this by using her cell
phone PC, the pocket computer version of the surveillance system
program had been added to all their cell phones. Confirming that
everyone was in the game room, she opened the trap door and they
lead everyone down slowly and very carefully. Hannah was smiling
at Ron now, but he was in no way smiling at her.
Hannah gave him a ‘oh come on, we were just having fun’ look, but
he gave her a furious look that made her tremble.
Once they had everyone on the second floor and the attic stairs
once again hidden, they lead the guests to the stairs and before
going down Hannah said, “you can all take your masks off now.”
As they did, everyone looked around for the stairs they had just
climbed and come down from, but all they saw was a corridor with
two bedroom doors.
The quests quickly went down to join the others in the game room,
Hannah, however, lingered behind to talk to Ron.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “please don’t be angry with me master.”
Hannah had her collar in her hand and was about to put it on when
Ron grabbed it from her and looking angrily at her said, “Never
call me master again!”
Looking down the stairs he saw Louise and Marilyn waiting for him
and he said, “You two, get up here now!”
Running up they joined him and Marilyn, bowing her head said
questionably, “Yes Master?”
“What can we do for you Master,” asked Louise.
SLAP! Ron hit Louise hard across the face and said, “Never ask me
what you can do for me! When I want you to do something I’ll tell
you and you just do it! Understand?”
“Yes Master,” They both said joyously and with love in their
eyes.
“Good, now let’s go,” he said putting his arm around their
shoulders, “I wanted us to stay together!” They went down without
once looking back at Hannah.
Hannah was so shocked that she just stood there for several
minutes staring down the stairs after them.
Slowly, however, it began to sink in, “rejected,” she said to
herself, tears starting to flood her eyes. “I’ve been rejected!”
She ran to her room and jumping on the bed pulled the sheets
completely over herself and just started to cry bitterly and
without stopping.
Chapter Eighteen – Game Room Uses
Ron walked into the game room with his arms still around his new
slaves, their heads on his shoulder and everyone, Ana and Lana in
particular, gave him a curious look.
“So what games do we have scheduled for this morning,” Ron asked
looking at Lana.
Lana looked at him coldly, she shot Marilyn and Louise some angry
looks, but they could not care less what anybody but their master
thought of them. “Where is Hannah,” Lana asked strongly.
Casting Lana an equally cold stare, Ron said, “Your pet
overexerted herself a bit during that bath, you may remember she
had a pretty long and fulfilling night, I think all the activity
has caught up with her a bit.”
“Where is she,” Lana repeated strongly, she had not missed Ron’s
failure to call Hannah ‘my pet’.
“She’s fine, I’m sure. She’s probably in her room sleeping.”
Lana knew things weren’t as simple as Ron was making them out,
but she knew that Hannah probably was okay, and she still had a
house full of guests to entertain, she’d deal with Ron and Hannah
after the party was over.
Going to the front of the room so she could address everyone she
said, “There are too many of us to play a good game of strip
poker, not that any of us has anything on to take off, so, I dug
up an old family game I use to love.
She produced a small red square box and started passing them all
large boards.
“Pokeno boards,” Ron questioned.
“Oh, I like Pokeno,” Martha said, “it’s just like Bingo and Poker
combined almost. Can I get the Ace of Spades center board?”
“Everyone plays with the board they get. There’s only one board
with a name on it.”
“And which would that be,” John asked.
She showed him her board, labeled ‘A-3’ on the bottom. There was
a name on the top of the board, ‘The Orgasm Queen’ and the card
in the center was the Queen of Hearts.
Going over to her, Ron grabbed the rest of the boards from her
and she gave him an angry look, he searched through the boards
until finding what he was looking for, and seeing a marker in the
Pokeno box, grabbed it and wrote something on the board. He then
handed her back the other boards and said, “Now there are two
boards with names on them,” and turning the board, labeled ‘D-4’
on the bottom, Lana saw that he had written ‘The Master of Love’
above and that the King of Hearts, was in the center. She shot
him another angry look but continued passing around the rest of
the boards.
“Now, this is how we will play this,” Lana said. “There are two
regular prizes to try for and one grand prize to hope for. The
first prize is the right to pick one of these special cards,” she
said producing a deck of cards with couples in various sexual
positions on top. “The person who’s center card is called first
wins that prize. The second prize is the right to participate in
whatever the card says; the first to reach Pokeno wins that.”
“What if the person that gets the center card is the same person
that gets Pokeno,” John asked.
“A double win gives you the right to not only pick the card, but
to pick for yourself who to share it with.”
“Cool,” Henry said unconsciously throwing Annie Styles a lustful
look.
“What’s the grand prize you mentioned,” Katrina asked.
“Well, it’s a grand prize because it is so hard to get,” Lana
explained, “and it is won only if a person can get the four
corner cards on their board,” she pointed out the ‘Jack of
Clubs’, ‘Jack of Spades’ ‘Nine of Clubs’ and ‘King of Spades’ on
her own board, “before anyone has reached Pokeno.”
“And what exactly is the grand prize,” Harry Fuller asked.
“Well, think of it this way,” Lana said grinning evilly, “you are
one of the corners, and the three other corners are any 3 players
you choose, and the final goal is to try and fill as many holes
as possible at once.”
“Now that sounds just yummy,” someone said from the stairs. All
turned their heads and were shocked to see Amy standing there
totally nude. She had not been seen by any of the guests in her
birthday suit until now.
“Amy,” Lana said, “what are you doing here?”
“Just bringing you your toys,” she said showing them a large bag,
“thought you might need it, especially if some of the girls would
like something more than a tongue to fill someone’s hole with.”
She pulled a harness out of the bag with a hole that could be
filled by attaching various dildos, vibrators and faux cocks.
“Oh,” Lana said, “yes, thank you Amy, that can be handy.”
“Mind if I play,” Amy said, “I notice you’ve got an empty chair
that needs filling.” She cast a look at the chair Hannah should
have been in, “And I have got this poor empty cunt that needs
filling,” She bent over and gave them all a good look at her
pussy, widening her stance so that it opened up and dripped cunt
juice on the steps.
“Amy,” Lana said, “you know this is a special party.”
“Oh right,” Amy said pulling a sheet of paper out of the bag as
well, “safety awareness isn’t it, well I do have my documentation
that I am safe.”
Lana looked at her crossly and said, “What a coincidence that you
just happen to be walking around with that.”
“Lana, we don’t mind if she stays,” John said.
There was suddenly an uproar of echoes like, “yeah, please join
us,”; “we don’t mind,”; “we’d love to help fill that poor empty
hole,”; “will you marry me?”
Everyone turned and looked at Jerry Clinton, the last to speak,
his eyes were focused hard and directly on Amy’s totally bald,
juice dripping cunt, and he didn’t seem to notice what he had
just said.
Everyone broke into laughter and even Lana had to smile and
finally said, “Oh alright, we do have an empty seat, but you get
the ‘A-1’ board. That’s the one with the Ace of Spades in the
center.”
“Hey,” Martha said crossly but bit her lip.
“That because my name starts with an ‘A’,” Amy asked.
“No,” Lana answered, “that’s because any of these guys that ends
up having sex with you will probably die of pleasure before it’s
over.”
Amy smiled and, grabbing the board handed to her, took Hannah’s
empty seat.
“The last and final rule, and the most important rule is that if
you’re in the game, you’re in it 100%. What do I mean by that? I
mean if you accept to play, you accept that you can end up being
chosen as anybody’s prize the same way anybody can be chosen by
you. If anyone has any medieval concepts about male/female only
interaction, this is your last chance to back out and go home,
so, is anybody out, or are we all in?”
Some of the guests, boys mostly, looked a little nervous at the
sudden realization that they might have to end up performing
sexual acts with another guy, but then Amy ‘accidentally’ dropped
her board and standing up she bowed down to pick it up standing
once more with her legs widely apart, so that everyone behind her
once more got a good look, and even clearer look this time, of
that beautiful dripping pussy of hers, and any doubts about
playing the game flew away. Nobody wanted to miss the chance to
win that prize!
“Good,” Lana said when nobody left, “we can begin then.” Pulling
out a regular deck of playing cards she shuffled it several times
and started drawing cards.
The fifth card she called was the ‘Jack of Spades’ and John
called, “Center!”
Lana said, “Great, our first winner, you’ll be drawing the card
at the end of the round.” She then continued calling cards until
Louise screamed, “Oh that’s my card! Pokeno!” but then she
suddenly lowered he head and her eyes shifted toward Ron next to
her.
Talking to both her and Marilyn he ordered, “just follow the
rules of the game.”
John and Louise went up to the front and Lana grabbed the special
deck and, opening them like a fan, presented them to John in a
‘pick a card, any card’ way.
John picked a card from the right end and turning it around saw a
picture of a woman sitting in a chair with a guy presenting his
cock to her mouth; above the picture it said ‘Who’s Your Daddy”;
under the picture it had an ‘S’. John looked questionably at
Lana.
“The title is the name of a sexual position, the picture gives a
demonstration of it and the ‘S’ stands for suck, so she just has
to suck you for around 5 minutes. If it had been a ‘B’ it would
have stood for blowjob and she’d have had to keep going until you
came. So get to it guys, this first one is pretty easy.” John
pulled up a chair for Louise to sit in and when she was ready,
presented his cock to her mouth, hesitating she looked over at
Ron again and he gave her a reassuring nod. She then opened up
her mouth and swallowed John’s cock.
Louise was actually an incredible cock sucker, and like Hannah
and Katrina, she was a true cum whore, she loved it and couldn’t
get enough of it. She was really working John’s cock, licking
every part of it with her tongue, using her lips to truly suction
him in while she sucked, occasionally using her teeth to scrape
the rim of his cock head and once in a while gently biting it.”
When Lana told them their time was up, Louise screamed, “No!” and
looked totally depressed, she had been looking forward to a good
cocktail. John in no way looked happy about having to cut this
short either.
“Sorry,” Lana said, “Maybe your master will throw you a bone
later,” she said this last part very coldly, Louise, however,
didn’t seem to notice.
In the second round, at the drawing of the very first card, ‘the
queen of clubs’, Martha said, “That’s me, center!”
Lana nodded an acknowledgement and continued calling cards until
Ana screamed, “Pokeno!”
Standing up, Martha and Ana quickly walked up to the front and
Martha chose a card from the center of the fan.
The card Martha chose showed two people in the classic 69
position, it was titled ‘69’ and had an ‘O’ under the picture.
“The ‘O’ stands for orgasm you have to suck each other to
orgasm.”
“And where exactly do we do this,” Ana said.
“Yeah,” Martha agreed, “this floor doesn’t look too comfortable.”
Amy spoke up and said, “Well what do you think the pool table is
for, to play Pool?”
Martha and Ana smiled, and climbing on the pool table, Martha
took the bottom while Ana lay on her facing her cunt. Ana then
buried her face in Martha’s twat and began exploring it with her
tongue. Martha moaned when she felt Ana’s excellent cunningulus
skills, and wanting to instantly repay the favor pulled Ana’s
cunt onto her mouth and started sucking away. Martha let her
tongue swirl in Ana’s pussy, trying to get a full taste, mentally
comparing it to Jenny and Hannah the only other girls she’d as
far tasted. “God she’s so sweet,” Martha thought, “it’s like
drinking sugar.” She gave a little squeal when she felt Ana
insert two then three fingers in her pussy while gluing her mouth
to Martha’s clit. Martha realized how incredibly good it felt and
decided if it was good for her, it would be good for Ana too; she
therefore, inserted three fingers in Ana’s hole and started
pumping in and out in a nice steady rhythm, she then began
teasing and finally truly sucking Ana’s clit.
The other guests were very noticeably excited, and Marilyn and
Louise were even fingering each other, but the boys mostly looked
like the scene alone would make them pop. “What is it about, girl
on girl action that drives guys so wild,” Lana wondered.
Finally, after around 10 to 15 minutes of the show, both Ana and
Martha let themselves go, flowing freely into each others mouths
and lapping up the prize.
There was an incredible round of applause as John went over and
helped first Ana, then Martha off the table and back to their
chairs.
As they began the next round, everyone was looking determined to
be a winner. Lana called the first few cards, then, the sixth
card she picked, she gave a sour look and her eyes revealed a
powerful anger. She looked like she wanted to rip the card up,
but finally she said, ‘King of Hearts’.”
“Center,” Ron called with a smirk, knowing well that Lana didn’t
want him to win anything at all; less for him to win something
before her.
Lana continued calling cards until, to her utter disgust, Ron
yelled out, “and that is Pokeno!”
Ron went up to Lana with a smug look and Lana felt like slapping
him across the face, she held off though, remembering the last
time the ‘Orgasm Queen’ had tried to confront the ‘Master’ at the
moment they were tied one to one and preferred it stay like that
for now. At least until they didn’t have a house full of
witnesses if she ended up on a dog leash again.
Ron pulled a card and it showed a woman laying on the bed with
her twat and ass just on the edge, there was a man standing over
her pumping his cock in and out of her, ‘Bedside Bravado’ was the
positions name and below the picture was an ‘A + MO’.
Ron looked inquisitively at Lana, “this position can be used for
either vaginal or anal sex, one guess which you have.”
“I take it the ‘MO’ stands for male orgasm.”
“Well it sure doesn’t stand for ‘Money Order’,” Lana said coldly,
“you’ll need to choose a partner, since it’s anal it doesn’t
matter who you pick.”
Ron gave a look at everyone there Louise and Marilyn actually
stood up in hopes their master would call one of them. Ron
however turned back around and grabbing Lana by the hand said,
“Come on, it’s time to claim my prize.”
This time Lana actually did try to slap Ron, but he caught her
other hand and holding her arms behind her head whispered, “Now,
now, you know the rules, you invented them, ‘if you accept to
play you accept that you can become anybody’s prize’, well
‘Queen’ you are my prize. You wouldn’t want the guests to think
you can’t follow your own rules would you?”
Lana calmed down a little, but the look of loathing and total
hate in her eyes only intensified.
Pulling her hands away from Ron she said, “I can get there
myself, unlike total nut case bitches, I don’t need a master
leading me around.”
“Lana,” Ron said mischievously, “you shouldn’t talk about your
sister that way.”
Reaching the pool table and jumping on the edge Lana looked at
him defiantly and said, “Just remember what I told you last time,
if you have in any—”
Ron didn’t let her finish, he pushed her back and slammed his
cock deep in her cunt pile driving in and out several times,
making sure his penis rubbed her G-spot every time. In mere
moments she was under control.
He pulled out and just as quickly went to her other hole, with
his cock nicely lubed with Lana’s cunt juices, he went in fairly
simply and began fucking Lana’s ass at a steady pace.
At the same time he jammed 3 fingers into Lana’s cunt and
continued stimulating her G-spot, he wanted to make sure the
‘Queen’ stayed under his control until it was over.
“Louise, Marilyn, come here!” In a flash they were at his side.
“Each of you, suck one of her boobs. I know this one, she can
always us a little extra stimulation.”
Lana shot him another look of disgust, but unfortunately the look
of appreciation at his treatment of her overshadowed it.
“Louise, rub her neck while you suck that boob. Marilyn, pet her
scalp and ears gently.”
‘The Master’ now closed his thumb over Lana’s clit and began
rubbing while the fingers inside her twat never failed to work
her G-spot.
Poor Lana suddenly found around 7 or 8 of her erogenous zones
being attacked at once, and the sensations were incredible,
unbearable, unbelievable, beautiful, “Oh no,” Lana thought as she
felt something, “no! I won’t give him the pleasure—I—I—” suddenly
she screamed as for the second time in her life, she ejaculated.
To the awe of all those around, ‘The Master’ bent his head and
gluing it to Lana’s urethra, actually began to drink up the rare
offering. This proved beyond support for Lana and she broke into
a full body orgasm that lasted a full ten minutes before she lost
consciousness for the next half-an-hour.

*****

When Lana finally came to, she heard some cards being called, and
slowly allowing the world to return, she realized that Ron was
now in control (of the game that is) he was calling the cards and
she heard Don scream, “Finally, Pokeno!”
Looking over, Lana saw Henry Wise (somewhat hesitantly) and Don
(very excitedly) going up to Ron. Henry drew a card from the
special deck and showed that it said ‘69’.
Don grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the Ping-Pong
table (which they’d been using while Lana recovered) and pushing
him on his back. Henry, who had been able to avoid any type of
guy on guy action until now looked very nervous, however, as soon
as he felt Don’s mouth on his cock, he felt more at peace. This
was nothing more than another mouth on his erect cock, a mouth
that was as skilled in the art of giving a blowjob as any he’d
every felt. After a few minutes he felt comfortable enough to
stick out his tongue and give Don’s cock head a little taste,
finding it in no way unpleasant, he gave it a few more licks,
finally engulfing the whole thing and starting a serious blowjob
himself.
Within minutes they were both really into it, Henry had never
dreamed he’d enjoy another guy’s cock, but he had to admit it
wasn’t bad.
After a few more minutes, both Don and Henry were on the edge,
Don gave Henry’s cock head a gentle bite, and Henry’s cock
suddenly grew in his mouth and exploded. As he drank up Henry’s
rich cream, he himself exploded. It took Henry by surprise at
first and he choked a little, but he got used to the taste and
the sensations and swallowed all the remaining cocktail joyously.
When the two of them finished, there was another round of
applause and for the first time people noticed that Lana was back
among them.
“Lana,” Ron said smiling, “you’re alive.”
“Very funny,” Lana said, still trying to sound angry, but unable
to do anything but smile at him, “So, what did it taste like?”
“I was telling everyone it tasted like a pre-packaged version of
‘Anderson Dressing’; a well mixed sample of something that tasted
like imitation ‘Pietro Cream’, Lana juice and Lana Golden Juice
(without the golden color of course), I was telling everyone how
much I prefer the home made version better, you can control the
percentage of the individual ingredients to exactly your taste
when you mix them yourself.”
“So have I missed much?”
“Three rounds before this one; Jerry and Harry got the ‘Doggy
Style Anal’, Marilyn and Annie the ‘Doggie Style Vaginal’ and
Katrina and Jenny the ‘Missionary’.”
“Wow,” Lana said, bummed at having missed so much action, “so
Jerry and Harry, who—”
“Jerry was kind enough to give Harry what he wanted, a cock up
his butt.”
“And Annie and Marilyn?”
“Annie made excellent use of one of the harnesses and a rather
extra large faux cock Amy provided.”
“I guess Katrina and Jenny did too.”
“Are you kidding,” Katrina said sounding insulted, yet smiling.
She got up and went over to where Lana’s legs were still hanging
off the edge of the pool table (she might have been back, but she
still hadn’t mustered enough strength to sit up), “since when
have I needed a faux cock to screw a girl,” and lifting Lana’s
legs over her shoulders, she positioned he larger than large clit
at Lana’s opening and started pumping furiously.
“Hey you two,” Ron said, “we’re still in the middle of a game.
There’s plenty of time for that later. We’re going to play on
last round and then break for lunch. This round doesn’t end until
someone wins the grand prize, so do not clear your boards even
when someone calls ‘Pokeno’.” He looked over at Lana and said,
“You playing?”
“I think I still need to rest,” Lana said laying her head back.
“Okay then,” Ron said, “let’s get started.” And shuffling the
cards he started calling them out. The second card was the ‘Jack
of Clubs’.
“I don’t believe it,” Jason said, “finally, center!”
They kept going until they heard someone say, “Oh no! Pokeno!”
Everyone looked over to see who could have sounded so
disappointed about winning. “But he’s my brother!” Debbie said.
Everyone, the Anderson kids in particular, were giving her a
‘you’ve got to be kidding’ look, “my real brother,” she added
noticing their stares.
When they didn’t stop looking at her as if she were crazy she
said, “Oh alright, it’s not like Katrina hasn’t made me fuck him
before!”
“Great,” Ron said, “but first we keep playing to see who gets the
grand prize.” He kept calling cards and eventually several of the
guests were mumbling, “just one more come on, come on.”
“Corners!” Amy said as Ron announced, “my card the ‘King of
Hearts’.”
“Wow,” Ron said, “I guess I’m pretty lucky for you.”
“Don’t try to get me to pick you.” Amy said, “I want some new
blood!”
“Fine,” Ron said, “but first Jason and Debbie need to take their
prizes.”
Going up Jason picked a card and it read, ‘Cowgirl’ and showed a
picture of a woman riding a guy’s cock as he played with her
tits. Jason walked over to the Ping-Pong table and lying down had
his cock point straight up. Debbie got on and mounting her steed,
couldn’t quite hide how happy she felt to finally have a cock in
her wet cunt, even if it was her brothers. She started riding up
and down quickly, and then, as if she were on a real horse, she
tilted forward a little allowing her little brother easy access
to her tits.
“Hi Oh Silver!” She screamed as she started getting really,
really excited and felt the pressure mounting, she rode harder
and faster until she felt Jason explode within her, it always
felt unreal to feel the showers of warm cum filling her, the
sensation was enough to send her into orgasm too and for a few
minutes she felt that blissful, peaceful feeling wash over her
body.
Debbie collapsed on her brother who, hugging her, said, “who was
that masked woman?” Before, pretty much, passing out himself.
Now the moment had arrived for Amy to claim her grand prize.
Since Debbie and Jason didn’t look like they were abandoning the
Ping-Pong table for a while, Lana got off the pool table.
“So Amy, have you made your choices,” Ron said.
“Yes, Mr. Wise (right?), yes, you will be on the pool table face
up and feed my poor hungry cunt; Mr. Clinton, you did such a
great job with Mr. Fuller’s ass, you can stand at the table’s
edge and do the same for mine, and since I would like a good
portion of cunt juice filling my mouth right now, I’d like to
borrow your Miss Carson, she can kneel before me while I drink.
That okay with you?”
“Works for me,” Ron said smiling, “except it might be easier for
Jerry to be on the table and do your ass from there while Henry
fills your cunt from the edge of the table, that way my sla—I
mean Louise can directly kneel over your face insuring you don’t
waste any of that precious juice you want to drink.”
“You are a ‘Master of Love’ aren’t you,” Amy said, “that will
definitely work better.”
“Okay,” Ron said, “Jerry, on the table, stay close to the edge.”
When both Jerry and Henry were pumping away at Amy’s bottom
holes, Ron ordered, “Louise, get up there and squat over her
face! Make sure she gets full access to your juice machine!”
“Yes Master,” Louise said climbing quickly on the table and
squatting over Amy’s face, facing Amy’s feet, until she could
feel Amy’s tongue deeply exploring her cunt. For balance, Louise
leaned forward and grabbed hold of Amy’s breasts wish she began
to kneed and pinch. Amy gave a low moan into Louise’s twat and it
sent shivers up her spine. Louise felt happy because she felt it
signified she was doing a good job and her master would be proud
of her.
Henry and Jerry, in the meantime, were in absolute heaven, no one
had more control of her vaginal and anal muscles than Amy, and
she could have perfect control of them all at once. If Henry and
Jerry thought they had had sex before, they were learning a much
different lesson now. By controlling the pressure her respective
holes exerted, tongue in cunt included, she was actually able to
control when her hole fillers came. If she felt they were getting
too near, too soon, she simply reduced the pressure, if she
thought they were tapering off a bit, she would give them a super
surge of pressure that would pop their eyes, and soon, she felt
they were all ready, and with a sudden increase of pressure on
all fronts, she suddenly had cum exploding throughout her body.
Cum in her twat, cum in her ass, cum of the female variety in her
mouth; Amy was in bliss and with total satisfaction, she allowed
herself to join those that were cumming; she then thought to
herself,  “Now this is what I needed!”
Chapter Nineteen – The OHPF Club
Ron ordered his new pets to clean Amy up so she could make them
all some lunch. While Louise drained Henry’s cum from her twat,
Marilyn performed a little analingulus to drain her ass of
Jerry’s seed.
As soon as she was cleaned up, she headed for the kitchen; she
had actually already prepared lunch and simply needed to heat
everything up in the microwave.
While waiting, most of the guests took some time to play a few of
the regular games found in the game room (sex free); Lana,
however, decided it was time to go up and check on Hannah. Going
into their room, Lana at first thought that it was empty, then
she heard low sobs coming from the bed and realized that Hannah
was under the sheets. Pulling the sheets away she found an
extremely red-eyed and distraught Hannah sobbing bitterly.
“Oh Honey,” Lana said upset, “have you been crying here since you
finished your bath?”
Hannah didn’t speak and Lana tried to calm her by offering her a
boob to suck for a while. Hannah however, didn’t feel she
deserved to be calmed and refused it.
“Hannah, you have to stop crying and tell me what happened. What
did that creep do to you?”
Hannah however seemed to have lost her will to do anything but
cry. “Oh come on Honey, this has to stop, you look like Winky in
HP book 4.” A light suddenly flashed in Lana’s eyes and she
noticed for the first time that Hannah wasn’t wearing her
precious collar, “That’s it isn’t it, he set you free.”
“He rejected me!” Hannah screamed, thinking it ludicrous to
compare rejection with freedom.
Lana suddenly remembered what Ron’s first words to her had been
when she first asked about Hannah. She realized that the last
thing Hannah needed at the moment was a loving sister, what she
really needed was—”
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP, YOU STUPID BITCH! STOP CRYING LIKE SOME BABY!”
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Hannah shut up immediately and bowed her head.
“Now, tell me exactly what happened, Bitch, because if you don’t
belong to Ron anymore then I’m reclaiming you and you are my
slave now!”
SLAP!
“Do you understand that Bitch!?!”
When Hannah didn’t respond quickly enough, Lana grabbed her by
the hair and pulled her face down over her lap.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
“When I ask you a question whore, I want you to answer instantly,
now do you understand that I own your sorry ass now!”
“Yes Master,” Hannah said.
“I own your cunt!” Lana said sticking three fingers brutally in
Hannah’s pussy and starting to pump. “I own your mouth!” As she
said this she pulled Hannah down by the hair so that Hannah’s
mouth was on Lana’s pussy, which Hannah instantly started to
suck. “And I own this ass!” Bending over Lana started to lick and
suck Hannah’s asshole occasionally tongue fucking it, while the
fingers of her hand were still busy in Hannah’s pussy. Soon she
heard Hannah moaning and felt her tensing up, Hannah was
redoubling her effort on Lana’s pussy, she felt it would be wrong
for a simple slave like her to cum before her master had cum.
Hannah bit Lana’s clit and felt her master start to cum, gluing
her mouth to Lana’s hole she drunk and drunk her master’s
majestic juices. Feeling she had accomplished her mission, Hannah
allowed herself to finally cum also, and she felt a blissful
peace and joy she had not felt since Ron rejected her.
When both had come down from their sexual highs, Lana once more
grabbed Hannah by the hair and lying back in the bed herself,
pulled Hannah on top of her and locking legs around Hannah’s,
squeezed her tightly against her body kissing her passionately,
but at the same time dropping a hand to one of Hannah’s boobs and
pinching it painfully. Hannah was suddenly in a joyous place
again.
Finally, Lana released Hannah and said strongly, “Now I command
you to tell me what happened!”
Hannah told her everything and said, “It was my fault, I defied
him and actually attempted to humiliate him; how could I have
done that? How could I think he would consider me a loyal
faithful slave after trying something like that?”
“Honey, you did a lot more than that the last time you had him up
there.”
“No!” SLAP! SLAP! “I’m sorry Master, forgive me, what I mean is,
the last time he was there, it wasn’t me, it was the ‘Mistress of
Pain’ and my master,” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! “I’m sorry Master,
forgive me! Please! I meant to say that Ron accepted that it
wasn’t me. But this time, there was no costume, there was no
mask, there was only me not acting like a slave should act in the
presence of—a former master.”
“Go get washed up! You look horrid, I expect you to join us
downstairs. I want you to eat before we leave for the studio, and
I want you to remember everything your former master told you to
do, nothing has changed except for the fact that I own you now!
Is that understood?”
“Yes Master,” Hannah said getting out of bed and heading to the
bathroom.
Lana went downstairs and found Ron with his cell phone in his
hand. “Nice beating,” he said smiling, “you may become a real
master, yet.”
“I hate having to be that brutal with her.” Lana said guiltily.
“One of the reasons I gave in so easily when you took her from me
was because I knew I could never be a true master. Thanks for
telling me what to do though; I was a little slow understanding
when you called her my pet.”
“Thanks for taking care of her but,” Ron walked over to Lana and
giving her a tender ‘I love you, sis’ kiss’ he said, “You know
it’s only temporary right?”
“I thought as much, but what’s really up? Why make her suffer
through the thought that you’re rejecting her if you’re not?”
“Well, for one thing she did need to learn a serious lesson; if
she wants to use me as a toilet while pretending to be a dog,
that’s fine; if she wants to completely dominate me while
pretending to be a totally different person, that’s fine too, but
she needed to remember that when we are just being ourselves, I
am her master and I expect her to behave as my slave should
behave. But the truth is that there aren’t many ways to get a
true submissive to accept taking orders from someone else for a
while and I need to make sure she’ll get the attention she
deserves. Except for the ‘Mistress of Pain’, the ‘Orgasm Queen’
is the only other person in this house capable of doing that for
a little while. I need her taken care of because I’ll have my
hands full during that time with Louise and Marilyn. I have to
figure out how to get rid of them without eventually upsetting
Dad’s boss or the Consultant to Dad’s boss.”
“Well, good luck with that,” Lana said, “you’re going to need
it.”
“Yeah, I probably am, and here, you’ll need this,” he handed Lana
a very nice dog collar with a gold engraved license that simple
said in big bold letters, “HANNAH”.
“Thanks,” Lana said, “and by the way, thanks for that super
incredible orgasm earlier,” she smiled lovingly at him.
“Well, I knew you’d be taking care of my favorite pet for a
while,” Ron said smiling,  “I thought I should give you a good
payment in advance and a promise of much more like it if you do a
good job.”

*****

The rest of the party, from Saturday afternoon to early Sunday
morning went pretty much in the same way; with an incredible
mixture of live music (provided by Triplet X Love Times 2 – now
known to their fans a TXLT2), incredible videos, mind-blowing sex
games, and uncountable, unending orgasms. Not to mention of
course that everyone in the group grew incredibly close during
the two nights the party lasted.
On Sunday morning Lana made a shocking announcement, “I’d like
everybody to get fully dressed please.”
“What,” Henry Wise said unbelieving, he was in the middle of
screwing Annie Styles. The others throughout the studio, who were
in the middle of similar activities, echoed Henry’s feelings.
“We’re going to have a meeting in one hour, and we will be having
some guests from the school staff. After the meeting, we’ll
officially end the party with one mind blowing super orgy.”
“Hasn’t this entire party been one mind blowing super orgy?” As
Annie Styles said this she broke out giggling.
“Not officially,” Lana said smiling mischievously.
“I can’t wait to see what an official one looks like then,” Harry
Fuller said.
“Did you say someone from the school staff was coming here?”
Debbie asked looking a bit worried.
“Yes, Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark will be joining us for the
meeting, and, though it’s probably not necessary, I’d prefer the
meeting be held with everyone wearing clothes, it would seem a
little more official.”
As everyone started getting their clothes, the rest of the
Anderson kids gathered around Lana.
“You invited Patty here,” Ana said angrily, “do you know the
trouble she could get into if someone mentions this meeting?”
“No less than Randy,” Lana said, “and don’t worry, I very much
doubt anyone will mention this meeting.”
“Why don’t you tell us what’s going on?” Don said, “We know
you’ve had some master plan since you first sent out the
invitations to this party, don’t you think it’s time to fill us
in on it?”
“My master plan,” Lana said, “has been to have loads of safe sex.
Wouldn’t you agree that it’s been working fine?”
Smiling, John turned to the others and said, “We can’t argue with
that. What say we just let her finish whatever she’s up too?”
The others gave differing levels of consent and went to find some
clothes to put on.

*****

An hour later, everyone was sitting in front of the big screen
and it seemed like a normal club, gathering for a normal meeting.
Lana stepped up to the front of the room and Hannah (wearing her
brand new collar proudly under her blouse) sat at the computer.
“I’ve gathered you all here today to talk to you about one of the
most wonderful, beautiful things on this earth,” giving Hannah a
nod one word came on the screen ‘SEX’, “However,” Lana continued,
“being the most glorious thing under Heaven, recent conditions
have also turned it into one of the most dangerous and
troublesome things.” Giving Hannah a nod, an underlined heading
zoomed across the screen, ‘STD’ followed quickly by two
underlined sub-headings: ‘Curable’ and ‘Incurable’ under curable
appeared the words: Chlamydia, gonorrhea, PID, Syphilis, and
Trichomoniasis.  On the other side of the screen, under the
‘Incurable’ heading were the words: Genital herpes, genital
warts, hepatitis B, HIV, and AIDS.
“These are just a few of the hundreds of dangers that lovers of
sex face on a daily basis,” Lana said, “not to mention,” she
nodded at Hannah who hitting a key revealed a new slide showing a
crying baby in the hands of an obviously agitated and depressed
young mother, “unwanted pregnancy. The knowledge that these
things exist is important, but can really end up dampening the
joy that a good sex session can have. Knowing that the morning
after pill is only effective 75% of the time and that the regular
pill is only 92% to 95% effective can be worrisome sometimes when
you want to feel that rush of warm hot cum flowing in your pussy.
But what can a sex lover do? The answer to truly enjoying sex is
to make sex as stress free as possible by eliminating as many of
the factors that make sex dangerous as possible. Have you all
enjoyed yourself here these last two nights?”
There were loud echoes of, “Yes”, “Beyond belief” and “Do you
even have to ask”.
Lana continued, “And am I mistaken in assuming that one of the
things that made it so awesome was the fact that you all knew
that everyone here was 100% safe to fuck and you had no worries
of getting ill?”
Everyone around the room began to nod their agreements accepting
the fact that if they did not know that, the last two days would
have been worrisome rather than the unspeakable fun it was.
Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark were in the back of the studio
observing all the guests.
“We can’t do much about unwanted pregnancy,” Lana said, “though I
will tell you that if you use the pill 100% the way it is
supposed to be used (which no one ever does) it can be up to 99%
effective. A sex lover that truly never wants to worry about it
can use more permanent methods like a vasectomy of tying the
tubes (I wouldn’t recommend these for anyone who one day in their
lives would like to have a child).”
Lana nodded to Hannah and she went back to the STD slide. “This,
however, need never cramp your sex lives again, if you take the
proper precautions. Someone told me that there is no way you can
hope to have a multi-sex partner sex life and hope to always stay
clean. I think he’s wrong!” She shot Dr. Lewis a defiant look.
“When two people are married, and they make vows to stay faithful
to each other, and they comply with those vows, they needn’t
worry about contamination. But why does this only have to be true
among two people? Can’t three, four, ten, even a hundred people
that are totally clean take a vow to be faithful only to each
other and have the same result? This is my proposal, “she nodded
at Hannah who pressing a key opened a new slide that read, ‘The
OHPF Club’ “I want to found a new club at our school and I am
inviting everybody here to join as the official first members.”
“The OHPF Club,” Louise said curiously, “what does it stand for?”
“Officially it would be registered as ‘The Only Helpful
Protection Forever Club, and since our motto would be ‘The only
safe sex’ people would assume us to be a new abstinence club, but
abstinence,” she said, shooting a look at Dr. Lewis, “is not safe
sex, it is no sex.”
“So unofficially,” Ron said, “What does OHFP stand for?”
“Do you really have to ask,” Lana said nodding at Hannah who
instantly put a new slide on the screen, ‘The One Hundred Percent
Fuckable Club’.
“You’re right,” Ron said smiling, “I shouldn’t have had to ask.”
“If you accept membership you would have to accept some very
strict rules the first and foremost being that you would accept
that your bodies belong to anybody in the club, just like any
other members would belong to you. Second, that if possible you
would have sex with absolutely no one but club members, though
sex with another person that has up-to-date documented proof they
are one hundred percent fuckable is acceptable (note that if you
truly trust this person, you can recommend them for membership).
Third, that if you do end up having some passionate one night
stand with someone you are unsure is clean, you immediately turn
in your club ID to one of the faculty advisors until you have
gotten new updated test results proving you are still clean.
Finally, even if you’ve stayed faithful to the rules, you will
hand in a new updated test result every 3 months. Are there any
questions?”
“How do you keep just anybody from joining a school club,” Jenny
asked.
“The OHPF club will be a private by invitation only club, which
is why, unlike the normal public clubs that require only one
faculty advisor of any sex, we would require two, one from each
sex. Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark have both suffered personal losses
to the dangers we face, which is why I trust them to help us keep
clean, because I for one am not going to stop having all the sex
I want and need,” Lana said once more looking defiantly at Dr.
Lewis, “so if they want to help me stay clean, they’ll have to do
it by helping me make this club a success!”
Dr. Lewis shot her a smile and a small nod.
Patty looked over at Ana and smiled, then looking back at Lana
also nodded her agreement to help.
Lana pulled out a box and pouring it contents on the table showed
they were bracelets all with gold engraved plates that read,
‘OHPF’. The bands of the bracelets were of three different
colors.
“Why three different bands,” Annie asked, “why not make them all
completely the same?”
“Like I mentioned before, the first rule is that you belong to
everybody, but eventually, even a bisexual has a preference who
they might want to end up with in a serious relationship. The
band colors signify what that preference is to you. Blue means
you would eventually like a serious relationship with someone of
the opposite sex, Green someone of the same sex, and red means
you are a true bisexual and you will take true love from wherever
it comes.” She pulled up the sleeve of her blouse to reveal that
she was herself wearing a red band bracelet. We’ll talk about
things like election of officials, requirements of dues, and out
of school activities at our first official meeting on Wednesday
after school; we’ll be meeting in the Sex. Ed. Classroom. I just
want to mention that we have two junior members, Katrina and
Jason Wilson, they are not in the high school this year, but they
will be taking special Math classes there on Wednesdays; Junior
H.S. math is proving unchallenging to them so they’ve been
permitted the opportunity to sample H.S. math.”
“Coincidentally on Wednesdays,” John said suspiciously.
Lana smiled and said, “This meeting is now adjourned. Those that
accept membership remain for the big OHPF initiation celebration,
those who wish to decline membership can leave and we thank you
for having been with us these incredible two nights.”
She bowed and signaled that the membership bands should be taken.
People started to get up and take their bands; Lana was happy to
see a few grab red ones, these included: Katrina, Annie, Henry
and Ron.
“Well, red is my color,” Ron said smiling when Lana gave him a
weird look and smiled.
Harry, Jennifer and Ana all grabbed green ones of course; Lana
was surprised, however, when she saw Martha Wise and Don grab
green also.
The rest, Louise, Jerry, Marilyn, John, Debbie, Hannah and Jason
all grabbed blue. Jason however seemed to take a long time
deciding; Don gave him a disappointed look when he finally
grabbed it and Jason lowered his head sadly to stare at the
floor. Absolutely no one declined membership.
Lana then said, “now, if everyone will just get rid of these
filthy clothes,” she completely stripped, “let’s celebrate the
initiation of the OHPF club!”
Chapter Twenty - The World's Greatest Submissive
Dear Students:

	As President of the OHPF Club I want to clearly inform all of
you that OHPF is a private ‘by invitation only’ club.
	Many have been asking me (too many) on a daily basis where you
apply for membership, the answer is, “you can not apply!”
	You can, however, comply with certain standards encouraged by
the club and hope that it earns you recognition by one of our
members; they in turn would recommend your name for an interview
as a prospective member. Note that members have been told not to
recommend anyone that asks to be recommended.
	Since the motto of the OHPF is ‘The Only Safe Sex’ the first
thing anyone hoping to catch the eye of one of our members should
do is get an up-to-date STD test and have the documentation that
proves you understand what safe sex is all about.
	OHPF in no way condones the use of drugs, alcohol or cigarettes.
The first two especially, drugs and alcohol can end up leading a
person into unsafe and sometimes even unwanted sex. Anyone using
any of these can be assured you will not receive a recommendation
to join.
	Thank you for your time in reading this letter, note that the
email it has been sent from was only developed for this letter
and will be cancelled immediately on the letter being sent. Do
not therefore attempt to respond to it.

Thank you Again,
Lana Anderson
President of OHPF

*****

There was an incredible surge in curiosity towards the new club
at the school by the end of the first week. Lana’s expectation
that the faculty would accept the pseudo name, ‘Only Helpful
Protection Forever’ and the motto ‘The only safe sex’ to indicate
that the club was in fact an abstinence awareness club, proved
right on the money; they were actually very proud of the large
number of students enrolled as the original members. They were
able to justify making it a private club by reasoning that their
beliefs would bring much jeering, skepticism and even attacks
from students who felt their ways were being attacked, and that
to have an open meeting every week could end up hindering the
important life lessons they wished to teach. The staff agreed
that they needed to use all their available time to teach their
lessons and not to chase away faux members.
The student body, however, was not so easily deceived. They’d
heard the abstinence club rumor, but the fact that Harry Fuller
and Jennifer Ramos, co-presidents of the Gay and Lesbian Society,
and that Triplet X Love Times 2 were among the members made them
doubt it somewhat.
They would constantly approach Lana (who had been voted official
President of the club at the first meeting) in the halls and at
lunch to request information on how to join. Tired of having to
repeat the same thing over and over she sent the letter seen
above to the entire student body under the subject ‘From Lana
Anderson, President of The OHPF Club’. The majority, if not all
of the students, received it. Since the email address was created
with the school server it was able to penetrate most anti-spam
software. More importantly, everyone that got it, read it, hoping
that it was an invitation to join the club.
After the email was sent, members of the OHPF were left in peace,
though it was obvious that other students still had deep hope of
gaining recognition and being asked to join.
Five new members were added in that first month though, Lana had
asked the present members to recommend certain students they
trusted and fit the clubs requirements when she heard a rumor
about OHPF’s method of student selection that really upset her.
The new members Jane Wesley, Aaron Brown, Le-Ann Ching, Wei-Lu Ce
and Roberto Reyes were to make a statement, as much to the
existing members, as to the rest of the student body that safe
sex has nothing to do with race.
Jane Wesley and Aaron Brown were both afro-American, they were
both tall, but Lana learned painfully at the final test for
membership that Aaron was not only tall, he was BIG and she loved
it. Le-Ann Ching and Wei-Lu Ce were two very incredibly hot and
flexible oriental girls who blew the clubs review board away
(before literally blowing all of them of course) by servicing
themselves, like Amy could, until they came and not even showing
a sign of strain on their muscles once they had finished drinking
themselves dry. As for Roberto Reyes, well, have you ever heard
the myth about the hot Latin lovers? Well all that can be said is
that with Roberto, it was no myth. He was actually able to bring
all three Anderson girls to powerful orgasms at the same time, by
himself, while doing all the work.
Everything was going great for everyone, and everybody was
totally happy.
Well almost everybody.

*****

Amy walked into the girls’ room one day after school to clean up
and she heard some sobbing and turned startled, she hadn’t
noticed anyone when she came in.
Going over to the bed she pulled the covers and seeing Hannah
crying she said, “Aren’t you supposed to be at a club meeting
today?”
“I wasn’t feeling well,” Hannah lied, “I asked my master
permission to be absent.”
“Really,” Amy said, “just out of curiosity, what did they have
scheduled today?”
“Nothing really,” Hannah said, “just the regular 30 minutes
lecture on proper love making techniques followed by the
hour-and-a-half of on hand practice with other members.”
“And what specifically were today’s lecture techniques focused
on?” Amy said suspiciously.
Hannah pulled the sheet back over her head and began crying
loudly again.
“Hannah,” Amy said strongly, “I’m sure your master did not give
you permission to come here and cry yourself silly! Now tell me
what’s wrong!”
The force with which Amy spoke to her made Hannah shut up and
listen.
“Well,” Amy said.
“Ron is showing the proper way to treat your favorite pet today.
He couldn’t really choose a favorite between Louise and Marilyn
without upsetting the other, so they both get to receive his most
brutal and glorious treatment.”
“Still hasn’t been able to find a way to dump them ehhh,” Amy
said.
“No,” Hannah said angrily, “and it’s been more than a month. They
stick to him like glue wherever he goes. I’m sure you’ve noticed
they practically live here. Neither wants to give Ron the
opportunity to choose the other his favorite, so they make sure
he’s never alone with the other. Ron doesn’t want to upset them
by ordering them to give him some private time with the other so
he’s practically killing himself with non-stop threesomes.”
Hannah gave an angry scream, grabbed a cup by her bed and hurled
it at the door of the restroom that connected the girls’ room and
boys’ room. “And in the meantime,” she screamed, “I’m stuck with
Lana, who refuses to brutalize me daily, and prohibited me from
having any alone time with Ron myself.”
“He’s still punishing you,” Amy said sadly.
“He says he’s not,” Hannah said aggravated, “he says he’s noticed
how I have truly returned to my full submissive ways, and he’ll
be very proud of me when he reclaims me. The problem is he
refuses to do that until, and I quote, ‘I can give you the 100%
attention that you deserve’, end quote.” She suddenly grabbed
another item from the bedside table and was about to hurl it when
Amy grabbed it from her and said, “Whoa girl, you have got to let
go of some of that anger, you do not resemble a submissive slave
of any nature at the moment, and if you recall, that is the kind
of behavior that got you on probation with Ron in the first
place.”
Hannah started crying again and said, “but what am I suppose to
do? How do I get rid of these aggressive feelings I’m having?”
“Well, why don’t you start by strapping on your largest dildo and
fucking me as brutally as you want, that will get some of the
anger and aggression out of you and leave you free to be your
submissive self again.”
Hannah looked at her doubtfully; dominating her didn’t seem the
best route to submissiveness. “Amy I don’t think I can do that.”
“Then I order you to do it!” Amy said. “You are the family bitch
aren’t you? Right now my cunt needs some serious brutalizing and
since you’re the WHORE of everyone in this house I’m ordering you
to do it NOW!”
Hannah jumped out of bed and ran to get one of her strap-ons,
when she turned she found Amy sitting on the edge of the bed with
her legs up on the bed and wide apart.
Hannah walked over and positioning the end of her dildo at the
opening of Amy’s twat, pushed in, slowly at first, but suddenly,
the total fury of her aggravation took over and in one brutal
thrust she buried herself until her pubic hair and Amy’s hairless
pubic area kissed. She then began pile driving in and out of Amy
as if she were an annoying nail that refused to be hammered into
the wall; before she herself realized what she was doing, Hannah
was bending over Amy and biting (and I do mean biting) her tits.
Amy screamed and an evil grin took over Hannah’s face as she
pulled out of Amy’s cunt and in one thrust buried herself in
Amy’s ass, which she proceeded to give the same brutal treatment
she’d been giving Amy’s twat.
After around twenty minutes of this, Hannah suddenly slowed down
and looking at Amy guiltily, pulled out of her ass.
“Hey,” Amy said, “did I give you permission to stop. That felt
awesome little Mistress.”
Hannah shot her a scared look and said, “Don’t call me that
please. I’m not her! I can’t keep letting her take over like
that! Ron will never be my master again.”
“Why don’t you stick that back in my twat and just lie on top of
me for a while. I want to tell you a story. It involves one of
the most successful submissives this world has ever known.”
Looking sadly at Amy, Hannah complied and climbing on top of her
after the dildo was inserted allowed her tits to squash into
Amy’s badly bitten ones.
With her head resting on Amy’s shoulder, Amy petted her as she
spoke, “Now, this woman I’m talking about, her name was Susan
Cane, and even though she was, like I say, the most successful
submissive around, she was also a woman with a very short temper
and a very dominating dark side. Needless to say these last two
qualities could really cramp her submissive style from time to
time; it was even the cause of her losing her first master.”
“She was a rejected slave,” Hannah said looking up interested.
“You can say that, her dark side always said her first master was
a rejected master,” Amy smiled and said, “Anyway, after he left
her with four kids, she swore she’d take control of her dark side
so that no Master would ever want to reject her again. But she
discovered that to be one of the most submissive women in the
world, she had to start off by being one of the strongest women
in the world.”
Hannah looked at her shocked and said, “Well that sounds a bit
contradicting.”
“That’s what she thought, but more and more she realized it was
true, because you see, she realized that it was human nature to
be dominating and controlling and you have to be very strong to
fight human nature.”
“Well I’d have to agree with her there,” Hannah said coldly,
fighting the urge to pump furiously into Amy’s cunt. She then
said curiously, “You say that she was the most successful
submissive in the world, so she obviously found a solution, what
did she do?”
“Her submissive nature made a deal with her dominating nature;
talking to herself she said, ‘I know I can’t suppress you
forever, I know that if I don’t let you have control once in a
while you’ll just keep inflating and inflating like a balloon and
could pop at the most embarrassing or inappropriate times, so,
I’ll make a deal with you’ she said looking at herself in the
mirror. One night a month, for the entire night, I give you full
control. I let you be the most dominating, most cruel, most
wicked being on earth, and in return I do not hear from you again
for the rest of the month.’ ‘Just one night’, her dark side
answered, ‘what’s that to me?’ ‘Oh believe me,’ Susan said, ‘you
will get so much action in that one night that you will be too
exhausted to even consider showing your face again before it’s
time. I’ll even let you video tape everything so you’ll always
have evidence that there were times in our lives when you alone
were the leader.’ Her dominating self smiled and said, ‘Susan
Cane, the dominator, Yes!’ ‘NO!’ Susan yelled back, ‘you are not
Susan Cane. Susan Cane is a very proud submissive who loves the
pain and pleasure her masters can bring her. Since you are not
me, you will have your own name, your own look, and even your own
private space hidden away from my real world. Do we have a deal?’
Susan’s dark side stared back at her and smiling wickedly said,
‘It’s a deal; just call me PAIN.’”
Hannah was looking at Amy in utter shock, “Your mother, The
Mistress of Pain, was a submissive,” she said unbelievingly.
“Every single day of the month, every single night, except the
last Saturday of every month, when my mother would mysteriously
stop existing and one of the most dominating, evil and believe me
very exciting women in the world would show up from nowhere and
drop into our lives, or better said, we would drop into her
world.”
Hannah was looking at Amy really excited now, her heart pumping
fast. It sounded crazy, but she understood Susan’s theory
perfectly. For almost a week before her original escape into the
Mistress’ world, Hannah had been undergoing the most complete
oppression of dominating feelings she’d ever attempted, by that
night, her inner dominant was screaming to be let out. After that
night, Hannah had once more been able to be her incredible
submissive self for more than a month, up to that horrid bathing
incident.
“I understand,” Hannah said excitedly, “and what’s more, I know
it works!” She leaned over and locked lips with Amy.
When they finally got out of the bed Amy said, “Come on, I have
something to show you.”
Hannah dropped her strap-on and followed Amy out into the hall.
“Ever since Pietro took me up to the Mistress’ Lair, I’ve been
having small dreams, memories that I’d been trying to piece
together about one night when I came out unexpectedly and caught
my Mom getting ready to go to her lair. The thing that bothered
me was that I could not remember seeing Mom using anything to
bring the stairs down, in my memory; I just see the stairs
descending by themselves like magic. In one of my last memories
of it, I was able to remember two important things, where Mom was
when the stairs came down, and a key.”
Hannah looked at her in a ‘what does it mean’ manner and said,
“Well?”
Amy walked over to the umbrella stand and put her hand on the
wall above it, right on a metal plating Hannah had never thought
much about, Amy pulled it and it swung open like a tiny circular
metal door to reveal—
“A key hole,” Hannah said amazed.
“I’ve had some mechanics and some locksmiths here for the past
two weeks while all of you were out.” Amy reached into the
umbrella stand and pulled up a chain, and on the end of the
chain—
“A key,” Hannah said more excited than ever.
Amy inserted the key and turning it, Hannah watched as the attic
stairs opened slowly up.
“Wow, and to think, I’ve been killing myself trying to hook that
thing!” They heard the door downstairs open and Amy quickly
turned the key back to automatically retract the stairs. She then
put the chain around Hannah’s neck and giving her one last
passionate kiss said, “It’s yours, finder’s keepers. All I ever
really wanted were those videos, the last real memory of my
family, you can keep all the rest,” and she headed down the
stairs leaving Hannah a bit shocked.
Hearing someone coming up the stairs she quickly closed the metal
plating to hide the key hole. Turning, she found herself looking
right into Ron’s eyes. He had his arms locked around Louise and
Marilyn on either side of him. He gave her a nervous smile and
turning led his pets into his room.
Hannah kept staring at the door as it closed wanting almost to
run in and pull those bimbos by the hair down the stairs. They
liked being dominated; maybe she should dominate them right out
of hers and Ron’s lives.
Suddenly a light shined in her eyes and a wicked evil grin
appeared on her face, she said very strongly to herself, “This
ends Saturday, my day!”
Chapter Twenty-one – The Mistress Takes Command
Early the next day, Hannah watched the screen to see when John
and Don left the room. She knew Ron would be the last to leave
because, as was usual of late, his two pets had totally drained
him and left him beyond exhausted.
As soon as Hannah saw John and Don exit the room, she rushed
through the bathroom and into the boys’ room.
Ron still had his eyes closed, but he was somewhat awake. He felt
someone get on the bed, but not wanting to completely wake up
yet, he just ignored it. That is until he felt someone’s mouth
wrap around his cock. Opening his eyes he found himself staring
deep into one of the most beautiful beloved pussies he knew.
Strangely enough, it was and exact copy of 2 other pussies in the
house, but neither of those brought the level of excitement, joy
and love to Ron that this one did. He reached up and pulling her
down stuck his tongue deep in her honey pot. How he had missed
this honey sweet taste lately. Hannah’s juices seemed to
reenergize Ron, and he quickly forgot how tired he was. Soon he
was completely into the act of sucking his one true pet.
Hannah, on the other end, was having similar thoughts of how she
had missed so greatly Ron’s masterly cream in the morning. Having
Lana’s majestic juices for breakfast everyday was in no way bad,
but man she missed Ron’s cream.
They sucked and sucked on each other until they’d made each other
cum. When they had, Ron realized that Hannah had no plan of
releasing his cock just yet, as she was still sucking on it,
fighting to return it to its full glory.
“Someone really woke up in need this morning,” Ron thought
smiling, deciding to enjoy it and attacked Hannah’s pussy again.
When she had Ron at full strength, Hannah got up and straddling
him in a ‘Cowgirl’ position rode her fine steed long and hard.
Finally, a little tired, she just lay on Ron lovingly, his cock
still in her cunt, where, to her mind, it belonged.
She leaned up and kissing him long and hard asked, “Do you love
me?”
Ron looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you have to ask?” And
kissing her again embraced her strongly as if never wanting to
release her.
“I have a plan,” Hannah said finally, “a solution to our
problem.”
Ron smiled and said, “you’re kidding.”
“It’ll work, I know it will, but I need you to do one little
thing for me. I’m having a small slumber party here on Saturday,
just me and four of the girls from the OHPF club, not even Lana
and Ana are invited.”
Ron looked at her questionably and said, “What do you need me to
do?”
“I need you to order your pets to be two of my guests.”
Ron looked at her suspiciously and said, “Are you going to tell
me what your plan is?”
“No,” Hannah said smiling, “but if you truly love me, you’ll
trust that our problems are over.”
“Just out of curiosity, who will your other invited guests be?”
“Martha Wise and Annie Styles,” Hannah said with a glow in her
eye.
Ron smiled and said, “Two masters and two submissives, this
should be a great party. I’ll tell Louise and Marilyn they’re not
to miss it.”

*****

On Saturday evening, Hannah looked closely at her four guests;
she was trying to figure out what the perfect match would be.
Louise and Marilyn were on one side of the girls’ bed staring
dreamily at the door to the bathroom. Their master was alone in
the boys’ room. Hannah had asked John, Don, Lana and Ana to camp
out in the studio that night and give her full reign of the 2nd
floor that night. She had requested Ron stay close by though,
should his pets get out of hand.
“Either match looks fine,” she thought, “I’ll just let Annie and
Martha choose for themselves, I’ll let them test them both out
before we go up.”
Going over to Marilyn she said, “Annie and Martha are thirsty,
spread your legs so they can have something to drink,”
Marilyn looked angrily at her and said, “You’re not my master you
can’t—”
“Your master ordered the two of you to listen to me during this
party; didn’t he?”
Marilyn lowered her head in agreement and spreading her legs wide
let Martha fall between them.
“Louise, while Martha is sampling the Marilyn juice, why don’t
you let Annie have a good taste of Louise juice?” Grabbing
something off the chest of drawers she told the other two,
“Sample them both very well, I’m interested in knowing which one
you like best, I’ll be back in around 20 minutes so have your way
with them.” Smiling she walked into the bathroom and quickly
walked across to the boys bedroom.
“I thought you were coming to see me,” Ron said, he was looking
at the Plasma TV screen where Annie and Martha could be seen
doing some fine dining.
“Have you been watching all night,” Hannah asked.
“Since the first fuck session, so far you’ve had the masters fuck
them both (first in the pussies then the asses), you then had
each of the slaves return the favor, you then had Marilyn and
Louise suck both Annie and Martha, now you’re giving the masters
a good taste test. So are they close to deciding yet?”
“So far they’ve scored them pretty even and would be happy either
way; this taste test should be a true tie breaker.”
“You know Honey, this still may not work, you can’t just present
them with new masters, not while they feel they have one already
and are loyal to him.”
“I know,” Hannah said, “that’s why the first part of the plan is
to get them to reject you as a master.”
“Good luck with that,” Ron said a little amused, “only way that
would happen is if they saw me dominated by someone and
considered themselves prized trophies of the new master.”
“Exactly,” Hannah said smiling wickedly, “goodnight dear, I’ll
see you after she’s finished, I love.”
“What are you talking—” Ron hadn’t finished talking when Hannah
raised the mace like bottle of knock out spray to his face and
sprayed.
Grabbing Ron’s cell phone from the desk she dialed quickly and
talking said, “He’s ready, come pick him up. She then sat on the
bed to watch the girls in the next room a while, she was happy to
see that they seemed very comfortable together.
Martha had moved on to Louise, while Annie was now sampling
Marilyn, the two couples had gotten into 69 positions and were
really going all for it. Hannah took special note of the looks on
Martha and Annie and thought, “Oh yeah, they’ve made their
choices!”
The hall door opened and Pietro and Amy came in, “Take him up and
secure him in the stocks, you can leave the stairs down. I’m
letting Martha and Annie stay awake to carry their new pets up
themselves.
Once you have him secured, you can return to your rooms, you
won’t be needed again tonight.”
“Yes young Mistress,” Pietro said smiling and going over to where
Ron was slumped on the floor grabbed him under his arms while Amy
grabbed Ron’s feet. Together they easily carried him out.
Hannah took another look at the screen and thought, “Good, Martha
and Annie remembered to keep their heads on opposite sides of the
bed like I asked, this should be quick.” She grabbed her can of
‘Knock Out’ and headed for her room.
She walked into her room slowly, not wanting to alert Marilyn or
Louise, she walked to the end of the bed where Louise’s head was
buried in Martha’s cunt; next to them Annie was sucking Marilyn’s
clit and giving it tiny bites. Annie threw Hannah a look as she
stood by Louise and in one swift move sprayed her. Annie smiled
and went back to attacking Marilyn’s clit.
Hannah walked around to the other side of the bed where Martha
was still digging into Louise’s cunt, even though she knew Louise
was no longer conscious. Next to them Marilyn was sucking Annie’s
cunt feverishly, unaware of what was happening anywhere else in
the room. Hannah gave her a quick spray and she was instantly
out. Annie, however, did not stop attacking Marilyn’s clit.
“I take it you’ve made your choices,” Hannah said.
“Oh yeah,” Martha said, “I love this girl’s taste, I can’t get
enough of it.”
“I don’t find much difference in their taste,” Annie said, “but I
love how this girl knows exactly how to best stimulate me with
that talented tongue of hers. I’d have her down there 24-7 if I
could.”
“You can,” Hannah smiled, “she is all yours after tonight,”
Hannah went over to a drawer and pulled out four dog collars she
had had prepared, she discarded two and presented Martha and
Annie each with one of the other two. “My gift to you,” she said,
“now let’s get this show on the road.”

*****

Ron didn’t have the faintest idea how much time had elapsed
before he caught a whiff of something and slowly started to
return to his senses. He seemed in a far off place. Someone was
talking, shouting actually, he couldn’t quite make out the words
yet. He wanted to rub his eyes, but something was keeping his
hands from moving, trying to stretch his legs, Ron found that
they too were secured.
“And who is this,” someone was shouting, “tell me who is he?”
“He—he—he’s ourrrr mmaasssterrr,” someone said nervously and
tearfully.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
“This is not a master you dumb worthless piece of Shit! This is
my toilet!”
These words forced Ron to fully open his eyes and become aware of
his situation. He looked around and saw immediately that he was
in the Mistress’ torture room again. From the contorted position
he was in, it was easy to guess he was in the same stocks Lana
had been in when they last paid the Mistress a visit.
Ron could make out three people in front of him, the Mistress and
his two pets. “Damn they look fucked up,” Ron thought, “I don’t
think I want to know what hell she has put them through. They
look beyond overjoyed though.” He caught sight of some smelling
salts on the floor by the Mistress and thought, “Well that
explains why I’m back among the world of the living, ‘anti-Knock
out’. She probably kept me out cold and in front of the pets the
whole time taunting them to ask me what to do if they couldn’t
make up their minds.”
“Now what is he? Tell me!” The Mistress screamed. Both Louise and
Marilyn kept silent, they had noticed that Ron was now awake and
looking at them.
“They want me to tell them what to say,” Ron thought, “but if I
give them an order, I’ll be declaring that I am still their
master; on the other hand, I am the ‘Master’! Am I going to let
this faux dominator, this non-existent myth, steal my slaves!”
Ron flashed anger in his eyes and was opening his mouth when—
SLAP!
“Keep quiet toilet!” The mistress ordered. “We’re almost finished
here! Open up wide, I need to go, now!”
Ron was so shocked by the fury with which the Mistress had
slapped him that his mouth just dropped open in surprise. The
Mistress took advantage of the moment of uncertainty to climb
right over the stocks and squat on Ron’s face, making sure her
urine hole was right on his mouth.
“Oh my God, Marilyn, she’s right! He is nothing but a toilet!”
Louise screamed as the Mistress let her golden juices flow all
over Ron’s face and a good quantity ran right down his mouth and
throat.
“Oh Louise,” Marilyn said almost in tears, “what are we going to
do, we have no master!”
They turned hopeful eyes at the Mistress as if begging her to
claim them, she was after all the one that had humiliated their
previous master, by rights they belonged to her; the Mistress
just needed to make it official by declaring them her slaves.
The Mistress got off Ron’s face and walked over to the Rack right
in front. She jumped up and sitting on the edge spread her legs.
Ron took a good look finding something very strange or at least
different about the cunt of his life. He looked at her face, her
head especially and thought, “I can’t believe how real that red
hair looks, if it wasn’t for the small clash with her pussy hairs
last time, I may have doubted it was her, I guess she decided to
fix that problem this time.” Looking back down at her cunt he
thought, “I can’t wait to try it out though.”
The Mistress picked up a bell and rang it a few times. Louise and
Marilyn brightened up, believing they were being summoned to her.
Turning their backs on Ron they started walking toward her when
suddenly, as if from nowhere they were both grabbed from behind.
“So you think you don’t have a master, well you’re wrong!” SLAP!
“You do have a master, BITCH! I’m your master! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
It was Martha Wise that was working out on Louise’s face.
At the same time, Annie Styles had grabbed Marilyn by the hair
and dragged her across the room to a bench where, throwing
Marilyn over her knees, she started screaming, “Do you know who I
am you worthless WHORE!?!” SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! “Do you know!?!”
She grabbed a large bump filled vibrator off the bench and
ramming it forcefully into Marilyn’s cunt screamed again, “Do you
know who I am!” SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! She turned the vibrator on
full speed and bending down bit Marilyn’s tits hard.
Marilyn screamed in delight, “Yes, I-I know who you are, you are
my master!”
On the other side, Martha’s treatment of Louise had been having
similar effects.
“Who am I!?!” Martha screamed. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
“Holy shit,” Ron thought, “she’s using a stun gun on her!” Ron
could hear multiple vibrator sounds coming from inside Louise’s
twat and her ass. He noticed recovery leashes on Martha’s wrist.
“She’s inserted them directly into her,” Ron thought as he heard
louder ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
“I said do you understand who I am you stupid maladjusted BITCH
SLAVE!”
“You’re—you’re my master.” Louise said smiling happily.
“Well what do you know,” Ron thought, “I think it worked.”
“Damn right you are my slave!” Martha screamed pulling out a very
nice dog collar, “Read this bitch, tell the world what it says!”
Reading, Louise’s eyes brightened and she smiled happily as she
said, “LOUISE Property of Martha Wise.”
“Damn right bitch,” Martha said throwing a blindfold over
Louise’s head and saying, “Now I am taking my property to have a
little private play time with my favorite new toy.” Once
blindfolded, she placed the collar on Louise’s neck and attaching
a leash to it, led her out of the torture room. In the meantime,
Annie had also placed a blindfold, collar and leash on Marilyn
and was pulling her along directing her out of the room.
Ron was left alone with the Mistress who was looking right at him
in a very, ‘now it’s your turn way’.
The Mistress jumped down from the rack, where she had remained
sitting the whole time, and going over to Ron smiled
mischievously, she then bent down and licked her own piss off
Ron’s face, and then loosening the locks from the stocks, helped
him up.
“Wait in the next room,” she said coldly, “I’ll send that whore
bitch of yours out as soon as she’s finished her work.”
A little amazed as well as amused at how easily the Mistress
could talk about Hannah as a third person, he stepped out and
waited by the bed in the next room. Looking around he noted that
the two new masters and his old pets were nowhere to be seen.
“I did you your favor; now get the hell out of my world!” He
heard the Mistress scream from inside the room, but he was pretty
sure she wasn’t talking to him, “and don’t forget our deal, I
expect to see you here next month, and keep that cunt just the
way I like it, I expect a good long private drink every month
before you start working.”
Hannah stepped awkwardly out of the torture room and locking the
door with a key she screamed back, “Yeah, well you just remember,
you don’t leave that room, ever again!” She dropped something on
the TV as she passed. She then turned and spotting Ron ran over
to him and said, “Ron, are you alright? She didn’t hurt you did
she; that stupid bitch.”
“I’m fine honey; she didn’t even touch me; though she did force a
good amount of her piss down my throat.”
“Oh,” Hannah said bringing her hand to her mouth in what could
only have been taken for true shock and horror, “Oh dear, I’m
sorry, it’s my fault, I told her she should bring you here in an
attempt to get Louise and Marilyn to reject you. But I promise
you, you never have to see her again.”
“Don’t worry honey,” Ron said smiling, “I mean, it worked; Louise
and Marilyn are out of our lives. They rejected me and I am
therefore not obligated to ever take them back, no matter what
eventually happens with their new masters.”
“I can’t believe the Mistress was actually able to get them to
reject you, who in their right minds would give you up?”
“Yeah,” Ron said suddenly a bit depressed, ‘but who in their
right mind wants a toilet for a master.”
Hannah went up to him and giving him a strong kiss said, “I know
someone, downstairs.”
“Downstairs,” Ron questioned, “there’s no one up here willing to
have me as a master?”
“Masters and submissives don’t exist on this floor, except in her
room of course,” as she said this she threw the door to the
torture room and angry look. “In this room and in the bathroom,
only people in love exist, and occasionally people looking for
some family fun.”
“And are you in love or just looking for family fun?”
“Both actually,” Hannah said smiling and leaning over she kissed
him again but quickly retracted.
Ron looked at her questionably and asked, “Something wrong?”
Giggling Hannah said, “You taste like piss. Maybe we should take
a bath first. We’ll have to sleep up here since both rooms
downstairs are currently being used for breaking in slaves.”
Ron walked with her toward the bathroom door but stopping
abruptly said, “What did she mean about a deal and seeing you
next month?”
“I had to offer her something to help us. I promised I’d be back
every last Saturday of the month, in the evening, to help her
with her video diaries.”
She turned back toward the TV and grabbed what she dropped there.
Returning to Ron she showed him a DVD disk, “like this one I
helped her with tonight. The recording world has changed a little
since the last time she was around and she doesn’t truly
understand digital. She had me title it, I know what the main
title of this means, but I don’t know what she was thinking when
she had me add the subtitle.”
Ron read the main title and smiled, ‘The Mistress of Pain and the
Master’s Pets’ he however, smiled more strongly at the subtitle,
‘The Mistress of Pain and The Master of Love Forever’.
“Well,” Ron said, “Forever is a long time, I’m sure this isn’t
finished yet.”
“You don’t mind that I’ll be helping her once a month; like I
said before, you never have to see her again.”
“Nonsense, if you’re going to be up here with her, then that’s
where I’ll be too, I mean, the favor she did was as much for me
as for you.”
Hannah jumped him kissing him again and again, finally Ron said,
“What happened to me tasting like piss?”
“Oh it’s not that bad; you might remember you once had me drink a
whole cup of yours.”
“That’s right,” Ron said, “and you’re right, it wasn’t bad,
though, and never tell the Mistress I said this, but for that
perfect bitter taste and that beautiful golden color, I still
prefer 3 fl. Oz. of Lana golden juice as the secret ingredient.”
Hannah gave him an angry push onto the bed an then jumped in
after him saying, “Well I know one of my juices you prefer over
Lana’s, and wait until you see what the Mistress made me do,
right after she shaved herself, I know you are going to love it.”
She then straddled his face with her new hairless pussy and
leaning down caught his cock in her mouth.
Chapter Twenty-two – Patty's Principal Problem
“By the return of spring, everything was going incredibly well
for all of the Andersons: Stan had been made employee of the
month 3 months running (for some amazing budget saving
breakthroughs); Laura was happy with her family at work as much
as with her family at home; John and Debbie had officially
announced they were going steady; Ron and Hannah were, well, they
were Ron and Hannah most of the time though every other week they
would escape to the Mistress’ old bed chamber and be Romeo and
Juliet for the weekend; Don was apparently in a serious
relationship with Harry Fuller, however, his brothers and sisters
had a funny feeling about this, there was a bit of a mystery
about it, for some reason the relationship was being kept
semi-secret they both openly admitted it, but they were never
truly seen together; Lana was leading the OHPF club from
successful meeting to successful meeting, though in her personal
life she was still as much Dr. Lewis’ secret love as she was
Katrina’s official love, the three of them had shared some
awesome threesomes in the Mistress’ bed chamber (Hannah had
finally revealed it’s location to both Lana and Ana, but except
for Ron, Amy and Pietro they were still the only ones in the
house that knew the entrance); and finally, there was Ana, whose
relationship with Patricia Clark can be described in two simple
words ‘True Love’. With everything going so well, who could have
dreamed that there was trouble (and big one) just around the
corner?

*****

As soon as the bell announcing the end of music class sounded,
most of the students poured out of the class. Hannah, Ana and
Lana hung around a few moments and when everyone else was out,
the three of them headed to the desk.
“Miss Clark,” Lana said, “don’t forget our special off campus
meeting this Saturday.”
“I’d never forget it, Lana; you know you can’t keep me away.”
“Yeah,” Ana said, “remember, her true love will be there.” She
caressed Patty’s face as she said this.
“Well I wouldn’t go announcing it to the world,” Patty said
smiling and pinching Ana’s cheeks, “remember, my true love is a
student of mine and I could lose my job if anyone even suspected
anything sexual was happening.”
At that moment, there was an urgent knock on the door, it had
been locked by Ana as soon as the last student had left; she now
walked from around Patty’s desk to go open it.
A worried looking Rita Mars came in and said, “Oh, Miss Clark,
I’m sorry to disturb you but I forgot my new Pocket PC, I ran out
in such a hurry.” She ran over to her desk and said, “Oh thank
goodness it’s still here.” She quickly picked it up and ran back
out.
“Hannah, did you want something?” Miss Clark asked.
“I was just wondering how I did on the last exam.”
Ana had once more locked the door and returned to Patty’s side of
the desk, actually sitting on her lap this time.”
“You still want to know if you have the grades to be the
Teacher’s Pet,” kissing Ana on the neck a few times she added,
“if, of course, I didn’t have a beautiful pet already.”
“I think we better get out of here Hannah,” Lana said smiling as
Ana turned to sit facing Patty, “I think we’re cutting into their
valuable 45 minutes of daily private alone time.” As Patty and
Ana started to kiss, Lana added, “I’ll make sure the door is
locked when we leave.”
By the time Hannah and Lana reached the door and stepped out,
Patty and Ana had begun unbuttoning their blouses for their daily
milking ritual.

*****

At a lunch table, ‘Fat Freak’ (A. K. A. Joshua Myers) was sitting
as his best friend Rita Mars came in and sat across from him
smiling.
“I take it you found it,” Joshua said.
“Yes,” she said pulling out the Pocket PC she had recovered. “I’m
telling you ‘Fat Freak’, Mom and Dad would have killed me if I’d
lost it after just one week of having it.”
“I may kill you if you don’t stop calling me ‘Fat Freak’,” Joshua
said annoyed.
“What do you mean,” Rita asked looking at him puzzled, “that’s
your name, you invented it, and you wore it proudly all through
J.H.S., best rapper in our graduating class.”
“Yeah, well I’m not into rap anymore, so I’ll just search for a
new name. In the meantime, Josh will do fine.”
Rita was looking oddly at her Pocket PC and she pressed a button.
“Yeah, well I’m not into rap anymore, so I’ll just search for a
new—” Rita hit a button to shut it off.
“Well fancy that,” she said, “it’s still been recording all this
time. God knows how much worthless babble I’ll have to listen to
now before finding that final assignment Miss Clark gave us.”
She went back several minutes in the file and heard, “Oh thank
goodness it’s still—” Rita paused the playback.
“Okay, so that is just before I picked it up again, so the
assignment can’t me much further back.”
Going back just a little more in the file she heard, “Yeah,
remember her true love will be there. Well I wouldn’t go
announcing it to the world, remember my true love is a student of
mine and I could lose my job if anyone even suspected anything
sexual was happening.” They then heard loud furious knocking and
then, “Oh Miss Clark—” Rita shut if off looking wide-eyed.
“Did you hear that,” she said a little shocked and a little angry
(Rita was an activist for school rules and responsibilities; it’s
what made her a school outcast). “Miss Clark is having an affair
with a student, and she was joking about it to the Anderson
girls; oh,” she said suddenly even angrier, “it must be one of
the Anderson boys!”
The reason this made her angrier is because she had personally
tried to seduce each and every one of the Anderson boys herself
and been rejected by all of them. “We have to get this to
Principal Green immediately!”
“Wait up, Rita,” Josh said nervously, “I’m not sure I heard
anything clearly, we were just listening to a fragment of speech.
For all we know they could have been discussing making a musical
version of the Graduate!”
Actually, Josh knew quite well what he had heard, but he was torn
by the fact that Rita was his best friend and he wouldn’t want
her to look like a fool, and the fact that Ms. Clark was his
favorite teacher and he wouldn’t like to see her in any trouble,
especially trouble that could ultimately get her fired and even
land her in jail. He was therefore unsure what to do at the
moment and preferred they not do anything at all too quickly.
“Well here, listen from the beginning if you have to, I’ve heard
enough, I’m going to get Principal Green and bring her here.”
Josh didn’t stop to wonder why Rita wasn’t simply taking the PC
to Principal Green’s office to play in private. He knew his best
friend was in all sense of the phrase a ‘Drama Queen’ and would
prefer unveiling her evidence in the center of a crowded
cafeteria rather than alone in an office with no audience.
As she got up and left, Josh wondered, “my best friend’s high
school reputation, or my best teacher’s entire future life?”
He looked over at another table and saw the Anderson kids, minus
Ana, plus Debbie Wilson. “Then again,” he thought, “there is a
third thing to consider.” He rushed over to the table with the
Andersons and pulling up a chair said to their shocked faces,
“Sorry to do this like this, but we don’t have much time. Rita is
on her way to get Principal Green to have her listen to this.”
Josh pressed a button on the PC and to their horror they heard
Patty saying, “Remember my true love is a student of mine and I
could lose my job if anyone even suspected anything sexual was
happening.”
Josh shut it off and said to Lana and Hannah especially, “It was
recording the whole time you were there, Rita had been taking
notes when she forgot it.”
“Everything we said is in there,” Lana said looking frightened,
what more had they said? She couldn’t remember, she had talked
about the OHPF club, had she said anything specific?
“What do you want,” Ron said suddenly taking control.
“Ron, what do you mean,” Lana asked.
“He’s showing us this for a reason; what’s the reason?”
“I want into the OHPF club immediately, I have the documentation
you need and fit all the requirements that were in the letter.
Accept me right now and I’ll reset the PC to original status
before they get here. Rita has only had this for a week so she
won’t lose much, plus all contacts, tasks and notes from before
today are backed up on her regular home computer and are easily
retrievable. So what do you say? Do I make the evidence go away,
or do I just hand Rita back her un-tampered with property?” He
was talking directly to Lana.
“Make it go away,” Lana said, “bring the necessary documentation
to Wednesday’s OHPF meeting and your in.”
Josh nodded and said, “Remember, there will still be an
accusation, and maybe even an investigation into the accusation,
but without this,” he looked at the PC, “it is just a rumor and
everyone should simply act like it’s a ridiculous rumor. And
someone should warn Miss Clark as soon as possible. If anyone
asks you, you were discussing ‘Dawson’s Creek’.
He got up and returned to his seat just as Rita returned with
Principal Green; in a second, he held down the power button while
sticking the point of his pen in the reset slot on the back. He
slipped the PC back in its case just as Principal Green and Rita
reached the table.
“May I see that,” Principal Green said holding out her hand. Josh
handed it to her at an angle and it slipped through her fingers
and fell with a thud to the floor.
“Oh no,” Rita said, “my PC!” She dove to pick it up and pulling
it out of its case quickly examined it. “Oh no, what’s happening
to it,” she shouted.
“Let me see,” Josh said, “I understand them better.”
Rita passed it to him and after looking at is said, “Don’t worry,
it’s fine; it just reset to original status. When you synchronize
with your home computer you should get everything back exactly as
it was this morning. Unfortunately, today’s music notes are gone
for good. I’ll talk to Jane and see if she’ll give us a copy of
the assignment.”
“Oh no, did you hear any more about who she’s having an affair
with?”
“I couldn’t understand much, I heard her talking about ‘Dawson’s
Creek’; maybe that’s what we heard, you know Pacey’s affair with
Ms. Jacobs.”
“How they can even show such ridiculous trash on public
television is beyond me,” Principal Green said angrily.
“No,” Rita argued furiously, “I know what I heard, she was
talking in the first person, about herself, not about someone
else, and certainly not about a TV show! She was confessing to
having a sexual relationship with a student in this school.”
“Rita, we have no evidence of that,” Josh said. “Not without that
PC recording, right Principal Green.”
He looked at Principal Green and saw her looking very somber,
“unfortunately, without that recording we also have no evidence
that Ms. Clark was not talking about having an affair with a
student. An accusation has been made and the school must
investigate if it is valid enough to bring before the entire
school board.”

*****

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Debbie pounded furiously at the door of Ms. Patty’s music
classroom, but, in the same way they had ignored Lana’s cell
phone calls to both their lines, they were ignoring the urgent
pounding. They did not like being cheated out of their precious
private sex time.
Finally Debbie decided it was time to use the last resort, she
pulled out the copy of the master key that Lana had passed her
and opening the door walked right in, locking it quietly behind
her.
Ana was still on Patty’s lap, only now they were both totally
nude, Ana was leaning back against the desktop as Patty sucked
her tits, and she was moving her hips up and down as if pumping.
Debbie walked around to look at them from the side; amazingly
they were so into each other, they still hadn’t even noticed her
there.
Debbie saw that the two were connected at the cunts by a long,
obviously, double-sided dildo that was partially extracted from
both their twats when Ana moved up, and fully reinserted when she
moved down.
“Wow,” Debbie said, “that’s so cool, it’s as if you were fucking
each other.” Debbie said to Ana.
“What,” Patty said embarrassed.
“Debbie!” Ana screamed annoyed. “What are you doing here?”
Debbie had been so entranced watching them, that she had
forgotten the urgency of her mission. “Oh my,” she suddenly said,
“quick you have to stop and get dressed. No time to explain
completely just that they suspect Ms. Clark is having an affair
with a student and they might be here to talk to her soon!”
“Oh God,” Ana said, leaping onto the desk to totally extract the
dildo from her pussy. The other end, which was still in Patty’s
pussy, was then extracted, and they dressed in a rush.
During that time Debbie gave a more detailed explanation of what
had transpired, explaining too that the evidence was being
destroyed and that if questioned they should say they were
talking about ‘Dawson’s Creek’. Patty was actually an old fan of
the show and knew what that meant.
As soon as they were finished dressing, Patty sat normally at her
desk with a stack of papers to grade in front, Ana and Debbie ran
out and headed toward the lunch room, they passed Principal Green
heading toward the music department on their way.
“Oh no,” Ana said, this isn’t happening. We’ve been so careful,
how can this happen?”
“Maybe a classroom is not the best place to have an affair with a
teacher.” Debbie suggested lamely, drawing a cold stare from Ana.
They reached the lunch table where the others were gathered and
Lana said, “Everything alright?”
“I just saw Principal Green heading toward the Music Dept!” Ana
said excitedly. “Were they able to lose the evidence?”
Lana threw a look at the table where Josh and Rita sat, they were
arguing a bit loudly. At least Rita was, Josh was trying to get
her to keep her voice down.
“I’m sorry Rita, but if you don’t calm down I’m going to have to
sit somewhere else.” They heard him say, “I’m sorry that your PC
reset itself, but you saw it wasn’t my fault so don’t be angry
with me.”
“I’m guessing it worked,” Lana said, “at least the destruction of
the evidence, but the accusation still stands as does the need
for—”
“A preliminary investigation,” Ron said sourly.
“Poor Patty,” Ana said, “this is all my fault; I should be with
her right now!”
“Now, now,” Lana said, “don’t go worrying, it’s not as if they
have anything solid. As to being with Patty, that is exactly what
you should not be until this is completely cleared up. Everything
is going to work out fine.”

*****

In Patty’s classroom, Principal Green entered without knocking;
Patty was bent over a report, reading it.
“Ms. Clark, forgive me,” Principal Green said.
“Principal Green, how can I help you?”
Principal Green went over to Patty’s desk and to Patty’s
surprise, began taking deep breaths. After around a minute of
this she started studying Patty’s face intensely.
“Forgive me Principal—” Patty began but Principal Green held out
her hand signaling her to stop.
Principal Green then took one of the papers on Patty’s desk and
laid it down on the corner edge of the desk. Patty looked
curiously, but said nothing. Principal Green then began
systematically lifting the paper, moving it over the width of the
paper and laying it again on the desk. Patty had no idea what
Principal Green could possibly be looking for, until, that is,
she found it. Toward the center of the desk, where Ana last sat,
the paper Principal Green laid down suddenly developed a big
round wet spot.
“Oh,” Patty said surprised, “I must have spilled my water.”
Principal Green lifted the paper and brought the damp spot to her
nose. “That doesn’t smell like water,” she said very serious.
“Ms. Clark, have you been feeling well, you seemed incredibly
flushed when I came in, you looked liked you’d just been running
the hundred mile dash. What classroom activity can possibly leave
a person looking so exhausted?”
“I’ve been marking a lot of papers since class ended,” Patty said
quickly, “a music class in which I was demonstrating the
differences between dancing to disco and dancing to rock.”
“Yes I can see how that can tire someone out a bit,” Principal
Green said smiling, but then, once more becoming very serious she
said, “Ms. Clark, I’ll come right to the point, I’ve had several
complaints throughout the year from the maintenance department
and the custodians of very strange odors in this room, such as
the powerful biological odor I was scenting when I came in. They
have also been complaining of constantly having to wash powerful
unknown stains from your desk. I had some suspicions what might
be going on, but you are an incredible teacher and I was willing
to give you the benefit of a doubt. However, a clear and precise
accusation has now been made and I can not in any way disregard
it , or disregard the evidence I have found in this room. I’m
going to recommend an immediate preliminary hearing to weigh the
accusation against the evidence found. If what we find seems
credible, it will be taken to the board of education for a full
investigation of your activities as a teacher and eventually our
findings would probably have to be turned into the state for a
criminal investigation into possible criminal charges. Normally
for this preliminary hearing you’d be allowed to continue
teaching, giving you the decency of a benefit of a doubt, but as
I said before, I’ve been giving you that for some time now. You
are immediately suspended from work; the official hearing itself
will take place one week from today. I’ll leave you with this
important tip, you should avoid contact with any student in this
school until then, this includes all forms of communication, face
to face, phone, email, IM and Net-conferencing, Should it go all
the way to criminal court, any and all records could be used.
Please pack your things.”
“Principal Green,” Patty said tearfully, “this can’t be real. Do
I even get to know what I have been accused of?”
“I think you know, but if you want me to say it, fine, you’re
being accused of having a sexual relationship with one of our
students. The young girl that made the accusation was under the
impression that it was a boy, but—” she gave the wet spot on the
paper she was holding another sniff, “I don’t think she is quite
right about that part.”

*****

Principal Green looked at Hannah, Ana and Lana suspiciously, she
had immediately called them into her office.
The three of you were with Ms. Clark after class today,” she
stated strongly, “why?”
“Well I was there because I had to talk over some club business,”
Lana said calmly, maybe too calmly, “she’s our faculty advisor
and I’m the President.”
“Right,” Principal Green said doubtfully, “your abstinence club.
It will have to be temporarily, if not permanently, shut down.
Ms. Clark can not function as faculty advisor at this time and
until you find a replacement—”
“What,” Lana said unbelieving, “but we have another faculty
advisor, we have Dr. Lewis.”
“Yes, of course, well your club being a private club you should
really have two, however, I’ll allow Dr. Lewis up to one month to
be sole faculty advisor, after that, if Ms. Clark has not
returned and you have not found a suitable substitute, you must
close.”
Lana looked almost tearful, she was in shock, but nodded her
agreement.
“What about you two?” Principal Green said to Hannah and Ana,
“What were you doing in her office after class?”
“I was just trying to find out my grade on a test we had at the
beginning of the week.” Hannah said, “I’ve been trying to achieve
a 4.0 grade point average. So far I’ve been pretty successful,
but I was really worried about that test.”
“Yes, I’ve heard of you. Every teacher’s pet. Every teacher,
strangely enough, except Ms. Clark. I wonder why that would be.
What about you,” she added quickly, looking at Ana, “why were you
there?”
“I’m Ms. Clark’s T.A., I’m always there for a little while during
lunchtime to help mark some papers.”
Somewhere in Principal Green’s head a little voice shouted,
“BINGO!” She looked at Ana penetratingly and said, “so you’re
there every day, ever spend time sitting on her desk?”
“I—What!” Ana said shocked at the question and suddenly looking
very guilty.
“Do you wear underwear Ms. Anderson?” Principal Green asked.
“I—I—now listen, I don’t know what you mean by these questions
but—”
“Ms. Clark has been suspended on suspicion of having an affair
with a student,” Principal Green said brutally, “Due to evidence
I found in her classroom when I went to speak to her I had
narrowed the wide selection of students down to the female
population. Due to testimony that was given me during lunch, I
narrowed that down to 3 probabilities, and now, I have a strong
suspicion that I know exactly what student we’re talking about.
I’ll tell you the same thing I told her Ana, if the hearing in
one week shows that the suspicions are substantiated, it will be
taken to the board of education for an investigation, which will
result, no doubt, in the loss of her teaching license, and, due
to the age of the other suspected party,” she looked Ana straight
in the eyes, “in all probably a criminal investigation.”
“NO!” Ana said crying, “It’s not true! She’s innocent, she hasn’t
done anything wrong!”
“And as for the student involved,” Principal Green said,
“determining the level of her knowledgeable participation in a
criminal act, anything from probation, to temporary suspension,
to complete suspension for the rest of the school year, to total
expulsion from the school.”
Ana looked both shocked and scared. She couldn’t find any words
to speak.
“One last thing I told Ms. Clark is that she definitely should
have no form of communication with any students in this school
until the hearing. Should any student try to get Ms. Clark to
break that ban, they would only be doing her much more harm. You
three are excused now.” Principal Green said with a smile.

*****

In TXLT2’s studio at the Anderson garage, the OHPF club members
had been called in for an emergency meeting. Ana had asked Josh
Myers to be there too, she wanted a first hand account of
everything that had happened directly from him.
“Fellow members, we are in dire need of your aid, one of our own
is in trouble, and when one of us has a problem, we all have a
problem for we are a family!” It was Ana speaking, she had called
this meeting in search of ideas. “This problem, especially,
affects us all, because if we don’t find a solution, it can be
the end of the OHPF club completely.”
The members had been briefed on the situation and were trying to
come up with a logical solution. But there was no good honest
solution to be found.
Finally Josh stood up and said, “Then maybe we need a dishonest
solution.
“Excuse me,” Ana said.
“I said, if we can’t find an honest solution, then maybe it’s
time to start looking for a dishonest one. I didn’t dishonestly
force my way into this club just to have it closed down within a
month of my getting in. If you can’t fight clean, then fight
dirty. Principal Green is the focal point. She is the principle
problem. The final decision on Ms. Clark’s hearing is made by
her. You have one week to find a way to ‘persuade’ Principal
Green to completely shut down the investigation.”
“And how do we do that?” John asked doubtfully.
“You tell me,” Josh said smiling, “I just got here; you know
better than me what your member’s special talents are.”
“Our member’s special talents,” Ana repeated questionably. Then
smiling at Josh especially and then at the rest of the members
she said, “Okay club, this is what I need to know, I need to know
what the good principal finds irresistible, is she a dominator in
search of slaves?” she said casting Hannah, Louise and Marilyn
looks, “does she like being dominated and need a master?” as she
said this she threw Ron, Martha and Annie strong looks. “Does she
like soul food?” she said looking a Jan Wesley and Aaron Brown,
“Chinese food” she said glancing at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, “or
Spanish dishes,” she nodded to Jennifer and Roberto. “Does she
need a cunt or a cock more? I need to know this guys, and I need
to know it yesterday! Dr. Lewis, haven’t you ever talked with
her?”
Dr. Lewis stood up and said, “Just once or twice, but she always
left things strictly business like and to the point as if she was
afraid I’d analyze her if she said something otherwise.” Then
smiling said, “Were I to make an analysis I would say there is a
deep dark secret in there somewhere she doesn’t want to get out.”
“Well I want it out,” Ana said, “starting tomorrow, NO; starting
now I want everyone on this! Get out there and find her
weakness!” Then suddenly almost crying she added, “Please!”

*****

That evening Principal Green was to go to a fund raiser at the
Carson Estate, Stan and Laura would be there too, but the only
actual members of the OHPF there were Louise and Marilyn. They
watched her like a hawk, trying to find an opportunity to be able
to be alone with her. Finally they saw her heading for a bathroom
and when she was inside, they went into a bedroom that connected
to the bathroom and quickly stripped and grabbing dildos started
pumping each other against the door, making sure it opened and
they dropped into the bathroom floor right in front of Principal
Green. They continued pumping each other as if they didn’t notice
what had happened. They were, in fact, paying very much attention
to Principal Green’s reaction. They saw her sweating as she shot
longing looks at both Louise and Marilyn’s juicy cunts, she was
herself urinating at the time and she now grabbed some toilet
paper, and she started to rub herself dry furiously. However, she
then came to her senses and said, “Girls, I don’t think you
realize what’s happened.”
They looked up surprised and Louise said, “Oh my, Principal
Green, how—”
“Louise, we fell in the bathroom!” They jumped up leaving their
dildos on the floor. Louise then bent down with her cunt almost
in Principal Green’s mouth, to pick one of the dildos up, at the
same time Marilyn bent down with her cunt right in Louise’s face
to pick up the other one. Louise suddenly took the opportunity to
stick her tongue in Marilyn’s honey pot and lick deep and long.
Principal Green saw this and licked her lips anxiously, looking
deep into Louise’s pussy wanting so much to taste it. She
however, bit her tongue and closing her eyes resisted the
temptation. Louise and Marilyn finally stood up and headed back
to the connecting bedroom.
“Test one completed,” Louise told Ana over the phone. “Cunts
definitely turn her on, she didn’t try anything, but there’s no
doubt she very much wanted to.”
“Thanks girls,” Ana said making a note, “now let’s check what she
thinks of cocks.”

*****

Principal Green was driving home from the fund raiser. To say she
was worked up would be the understatement of the year; she had
gotten so hot and excited with Louise and Marilyn’s exhibition
that she could hardly drive straight.
She was reaching her house when she thought she saw someone
standing by one of the trees on her property. Stopping the car
and getting out to investigate she saw it was someone urinating.
“Hey you,” she said angrily, “that tree is part of my property!”
Roberto Reyes turned around giving the Principal a full sight of
his fully erect, Latin lover cock which was still in his hand.
“I’m sorry did you—” he began, and as if shocked he said,
“Principal Green, I’m sorry, can I help you with something?” He
started, supposedly, unconsciously masturbating slowly as he
spoke. “What did you say?”
“I said this is my property and you are urinating on my tree!”
She wasn’t even looking at his cock, obviously she wasn’t the
least bit attracted.
“Oh, sorry, we had been driving for some time and we really
needed to go.”
“We?” Principal Green questioned.
“Yes, right Aaron?”
Aaron Brown stepped out from behind the same tree with his
massive piece of dark meat sticking out in front of him and said,
“did you say something Roberto?” He too grabbed his cock as he
spoke and started pumping back and forth slowly. He noticed
Principal Green (apparently for the first time) and said,
“Principal Green, hello, do you have to go too?”
“No, I do not have to go!” She said angrily and again with little
to no notice of the incredible hunk of meat in front of her. “You
two have to go before I call the police. You are lucky you are
not near the school or I would expel you! And put those things
away!” She turned around and headed for her house.”
Roberto and Aaron shrugged their shoulders and put away their
equipment (meaning of course their cocks). Once back in Roberto’s
car he made a call and said, “Test two completed, you will
definitely get no help from the testosterone enriched members.
This woman is 100% non-cock attracted.”

*****

The next day during lunch, Dr. Lewis entered Principal Green’s
office with an assortment of lunch possibilities.
“Irma, can we have a talk please. I brought some lunch. I wasn’t
sure what you liked so I brought a little of everything, some
American,” he pulled a hot plate with an illustrated covering and
set it before the Principal, the picture on the cover was of a
normal white Anglo-Saxon teen girl (very beautiful I may add),
“some soul food,” he placed a second hot plate next to the first,
this one had a beautiful afro-American teenage girl on the cover,
Principal Green gave this one a lot more looks than the first but
still showed great resistance, “some Chinese,” he put a plate
with a beautiful oriental girl on the cover down by the others,
Dr. Lewis did not fail to notice that not only did the picture on
this third selection totally capture the Principal’s attention,
her heart actually appeared to skip a few beats and she
definitely started to sweat, “and of course some Spanish food,
what’s your specialty?” Principal Green did not even bother
looking at the Latin bombshell on the cover of the final
selection, her eyes were on number three and nothing else.
“Dr. Lewis—”
“Please call me Randy, the entire faculty does.”
“Randy I don’t think we should be talking here.”
“Please it’s the best place to talk about the current situation,
and who better to talk it over with than a sexologist?”
Principal Green looked at him for a minute and stretching out her
hand grabbed the plate of Chinese food saying, “Maybe you’re
right, maybe you can help. You know both Ms. Clark and Ana
Anderson well, what are your ideas on the current situation? Dr.
Lewis watched as , subconsciously, Principal Green grabbed a chop
stick and started pumping it in and out through a hole she had
formed with the thumb and index finger of the other hand, she had
yet to open her food, she simply kept staring at the picture and
actually licked her lips as she continued pumping.
“I’ll give you my ideas but they are 100% off the record, is that
understood?”
“Yes of course Dr.—I mean Randy.”
“My ideas are that your suspicions are 100% correct and you’ll
find that confirmed soon enough.”
“Really,” Principal Green said surprised at the admission, then
remembering why he was there said, “So what did you want to talk
about?”
“Just that, you should eat your food now, it will get cold,” and
just like that he grabbed the other plates stood up and left.
Outside, Ana and Lana were waiting for him and they walked down
the hall together, “Well,” Ana said impatiently when he wouldn’t
talk.
“Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, definitely, they are your ultimate weapon,”
and he continued walking down the hall alone.

*****

The next morning, Principal Green arrived at her office, early as
she usually did. She was always the first one there and at first
she believed this to be true that day also, until she turned on
the lights of her office and found a major surprise on her desk.
“What are you two doing here?” Principal Green said nervously. “I
mean, I see what you’re doing, so beautiful, I mean, how did you
get in here? Where are your clothes, those delicious china
cunts—I mean you shouldn’t be doing that—my desk, full of juice,
delicious Chinese juice.”
Principal Green had walked in on the OHPF members in a 69 on her
desk. They now looked up as if shocked.
“Principal Green,” Le-Ann said, “it was a dare. We had to accept
it or look like chicken,” as she said this she jumped off the
desk.
“Yes,” Principal Green said, hypnotized by Le-Ann’s gorgeous full
china doll body, “Chicken,” she repeated, mesmerized and then
giving Le-Ann’s cunt another deep stare said, “tastes like
chicken.”
“Not me,” Le-Ann said, dragging her finger in her pussy and
rolling it around several times. “I taste sweet,” she said,
presenting her finger to Green’s mouth “Go ahead, try.”
“Le-Ann, I really can—” Le-Ann stuck her finger in Principal
Green’s mouth and let it role on her tongue. Principal Green
locked her lips around the finger and started truly sucking it,
determined to get every bit of wonderful flavor off it.
“I’m sweet, yes,” Le-Ann said.
“Oh yes you are,” Principal Green said.
“Hey, how about me,” Wei-Lu said, standing up on the desk and
bending down so that her china twat was right in Principal
Green’s nose where she absorbed the aroma.
Before Principal Green could help herself, her tongue was deep in
Wei-Lu’s beautiful pussy. How she loved Chinese food.
In the meantime, Le-Ann had pulled down her skirt and panties and
was pumping her tongue in and out of Principal Green’s cunt.
Principal Green didn’t resist, because the only thing she loved
more than her tongue in a Chinese pussy was a Chinese tongue in
her pussy. Principal Green kept sucking Wei-Lu’s cunt, clit and
asshole until she felt Wei-Lu on the verge, then she locked her
mouth on her main sex hole and pumped her tongue in and out
furiously until she felt her most favorite treat in the world
flood her mouth, “China juice,” Principal Green thought, “oh yes,
it had been way too long since I last tasted it.”
As she finished drying Wei-Lu off, Le-Ann quickly jumped on the
desk and bringing her legs up spread wide and said, “Don’t forget
me.”
“Never,” Principal Green said, bending to some fine dining in
this amazing Chinese restaurant that was her office.
Wei-Lu, in the meantime, had taken over the job abandoned by
Le-Ann, the job of sucking Principal Green’s pussy, not to
mention her ass and her clit.
Principal Green attacked Le-Ann’s clit and, bringing her fingers
into play for the first time, stuck three fingers into Le-Ann’s
cunt and started pumping joyously away.
Principal Green felt her own juices starting to flow and Wei-Lu
lapped them up like a cat. Principal Green then locked her mouth
over Le-Ann’s cunt and pinching and pulling her little China
clit, caused her to scream as she came and came like the Asian
Ocean.
When Wei-Lu had finished Principal Green’s juices, And Principal
Green had finished with Le-Ann, Principal Green fell exhausted
into her chair; the OHPF china dolls weren’t finished with her
yet though. They each jumped on one of her legs and together
pulled off her blouse and bra.
They each then locked on to one of her boobs. “Oh joy,” she
thought, “beautiful china lips on my tits. She hadn’t played with
the girls boobs yet, but she now wrapped a arm around each of
them and filled each hand with a delectable yellow orb.
It was in that position that she remained when the door suddenly
swung open and a naked Ana entered the room and sat on Principal
Green’s desk staring right into her eyes. Principal Green moved
her eyes down to Ana’s open cunt which was now leaking juice all
over her desk.
“You see Principal Green, I like sitting on lots of desks, it
doesn’t mean I’m in a sexual relationship with the desk’s owner.
Now we need to talk about Patty.” Ana said seriously, “You have
no real evidence against her and should drop the investigation
immediately declaring that you found the rumors 100% untrue.”
“And why would I do that, even without solid evidence I can still
make my case,” she said this angrily with the china dolls still
sucking her boobs and her hands still on one each of theirs.
“Because if you can make a case without evidence, what do you
think I can do?” She revealed a cell phone she’d been holding and
opening it showed that it was running a video of everything that
had just transpired.
“You set this up!” Principal Green said, still not releasing the
boobs in her hand.
“And you seem to have enjoyed it very much,” Ana said smiling.
“So that’s all you want, that I drop Ms. Clark’s investigation?”
“Also that should any similar accusations surface against any
OHPF member that you quickly dismiss it, and that you make sure
that as long as you are Principal that the OHPF stays open and
review free. That’s all we need.”
“This deal only goes as to the clubs special activities,”
Principal Green said starting to feel a strong itch between her
legs brought on by the continuous double milking she was
receiving. “If any of them are caught cheating, cutting, not
doing work etc. any regular school rule, they are not to try and
hide behind this.”
“That’s fair,” Ana agreed, “anything else?”
“And these two are mine twice a week,” Principal Green said
smiling at Wei-Lu and Le-Ann, “They are now my official
Principal’s Assistants.” She kissed them both on the forehead.
Ana looked at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu who looked back and without
releasing the tits they were sucking, nodded their consent. “It’s
a deal,” Ana said smiling, “With the condition that you stay
clean, test yourself tri-monthly. We knew you were clean because
you were the first tested at our awareness campaign, but if you
are going to continue regularly with two of our members you have
to stay clean. ‘Safe Sex’ is out motto.”

*****

Patty stared up at the ceiling as she recovered from her latest
orgasm and said, “I haven’t thanked you for whatever you did
Sugar.” She was smiling as she turned her face to look at Ana.
“Principal Green called me personally yesterday to say that it
was all a mistake and that she apologized for the inconvenience
it caused me.
“Did she say anything else?”
“Just that she was canceling all maintenance and custodial
services to my office from now on. The cleaning should therefore
be handled by me and my T.A., preferably on a daily basis.”
“So you’ll be back in school on Monday,” Ana asked.
“Absolutely, Principal Green also said that they are paying me
for the time I was on suspension. She sounded incredibly happy
about something.”
Ana turned in Patty’s bed where they had spent the last 24 hours
together and said, “How can she not be happy, she’s found who she
wants to be with and she’s with them.”
She then climbed on top of Patty’s naked body and kissing her
said, “Just like me!”
“Just like me too,” Patty confirmed and kissed her passionately
back.
Chapter Twenty-three – The Boss’ Dinner Party
George Fuller had been feeling a little stressed at his Accounts
Receivable Division, with summer just around the corner, it meant
that the company’s fiscal year would be ending and with that
meant end of year reports. “Laura,” he said over the intercom,
“can you bring me some coffee please?”
Laura came in quickly and saw how pale he looked, “George, what’s
wrong?” she said.
“I’m just getting aggravated a little with some of these
numbers.” He gave a furious look at his keyboard. “I’m forgetting
something, something simple.”
“George you need some serious inspiration,” putting the cup in
the cup holder of his desk she said, “Let me help.” Unzipping his
pants she fished out his cock and getting on her knees began
sucking as George thought.
“The amount of the income is off by several thousands of dollars
in September. What was the company doing at that time, a fund
raiser, activity, did we get a last minute client I haven’t put
down here.”
Seeing he wasn’t totally relaxing, Laura got up and said “Let me
take a peak.” She sat on his lap inserting his cock deep in her
cunt and constantly ground her hip. While doing this she looked
over his September page on the computer. Feeling him near
blowing, and not wanting to spend the rest of the day with a cum
filled pussy, she leapt off again and getting back on her knees
suctioned him in and continued sucking until he had cum and was
definitely looking more blissful and rested.
Getting up she said, “Drink your coffee, then add all the money
that the company got from the sale of the excess office equipment
and furniture from our department in September to your report.
That should make it balance out.”
“Oh,” said George his eyes lighting, “how could I be so stupid!”
“Don’t worry about it, everybody seems the same these days,”
Laura said smiling.
“I take it you’ve been busy inspiring the others?”
“Sometimes two or three times a day,” Laura admitted.
“Well, you do a good job, thanks.” And George grabbed his coffee,
gulped it down and got right to work.
Stepping back toward her own desk she saw Stan standing by it.
“Hello Mr. Anderson,” she said smiling, “can I help you with
something? Feeling stressed in any way?”
“No thanks Ms. Irving,” Stan said also smiling, “Maggie has been
keeping me stress free with 10 minute service breaks every hour
on the hour.”
“Good,” Laura said, suddenly talking like a concerned wife, “this
time of year seems to have a lot of people around here on edge.”
“And you’ve been taking them over a different edge, I noticed,”
Stan said smiling.
“I’ve been taking them over a different edge so they don’t go
crazy.”
“Well, keep up the good work.”
“So, did you want something Stan,” Laura said.
“Mr. Carson called me; he’s requested the two of us join him for
dinner tonight at his house. He said that the dinner was in my
honor and he will be presenting me with a special bonus for my
incredible achievements and accomplishments at the company this
year.”
“Stan,” Laura said proudly, “that’s fantastic!”
“Yes it is.” Stan said, but sounded a bit nervous.
“So why do you look worried?” Laura said.
“It’s nothing just that I’ve never been to a private dinner at
the big boss’ house; I may have to dress for dinner.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Laura said smiling, “I eat with the big
boss every day, there’s nothing to it.”

*****

That evening, Stan and Laura drove nervously into the driveway of
the Carson estate, they’d been here a few months earlier, but
that had been for a public and very crowded  fund-raiser, neither
had had much opportunity to talk with the Carsons themselves.
They rang the bell and a very beautiful large titted young lady
wearing a short apron and maids cap opened the door. Beside the
cap and apron there was nothing else.
Getting over the shock of what the maid was wearing, or better
said, not wearing, Stan said awkwardly, “Stan and Laura
Anderson.”
The maid seemed to be looking very disapprovingly at the
Andersons and then a man came to the door, and said “Is something
wrong Sophia?”
“It’s just that the Master and Mrs. will never approve of that
attire, I’m unsure if it’s wise to let them in?”
“They are invited guests Sophie,” casting an eye over the
Andersons he said, “Hmm, but I see what you mean, they are a tad
over-dressed. Why don’t you take them up to the guest room first
and get them some proper guest’s clothes before presenting them.”
The Andersons might have been a bit insulted if they weren’t so
amazed by what the man, obviously the butler, was wearing; a bow
tie, nothing else.
“Good idea Brandon,” and to the Andersons she said, “Please
follow me.” She led them upstairs when she heard a bell, “Oh, the
Master needs me.” She spotted someone on the landing above and
called, “Fife, come here.”
“Yes Sophia,” said a young lady with a feather duster and white
gloves (and of course, nothing else).
“Can you please take the Andersons to the guest room and get them
some proper guest clothes, the Master is calling me.”
“Sure, Sophie,” and to the Andersons she said, “It’s right this
way.”
Laura bent over toward Stan and whispered, “I think I understand
what the butler meant by overdressed.”
The upstairs maid led the Andersons into a large bedroom and
showed them the closet.
“Help yourselves, any of them are suitable.” Fife said.
The Andersons looked in the closet and saw a collection of extra
short men’s robes and extra sexy woman’s negligee.
Stan and Laura looked at each other and shrugging began to strip.
“Oh my,” Fife said, “would you like some help with that sir?”
Fife was staring at the rock hard erection between Stan’s legs.
He had been right behind Sophia as they climbed the steps, and
the view of her perfect cunt and ass had gotten to him a bit.
“Fife, I’d love your help, “Stan said smiling, “but we have a
deal with our kids about who we let help with things like this.”
“If you’re referring to being safe,” Fife said, “you have no
worries. Ever since the little Miss joined that school club, safe
sex has been taken very seriously in this house, we all get our
documentation updated regularly.”
“Really,” Stan said, “well, in that case, please, be my guest,
help all you want.”
The Maid dropped to her knees in front of Stan’s blade and did
some incredible sword swallowing; Right down her throat. Fife
then used the muscles of her throat to squeeze and stimulate
Stan’s entire cock at once.
In the meantime, Laura was checking out the negligees, she saw a
deep red one that really turned her on, it had holes where the
tits, cunt and ass would be (sort of like a negligee version of
The Mistress of Pain’s costume), she tried it out and found it to
be a perfect fit.
Turning she said to Stan, “How do I look dear.”
Laying his eyes on her, Stan said, “Wow,” and then he exploded in
the maid’s mouth and throat.
“Now that is definitely a good sign,” Laura said giggling.
“When Fife had finished cleaning Stan off, he grabbed a white
robe and threw it on. Fife then led the Andersons back downstairs
and into a sitting room where they saw Mr. Carson, dressed in a
robe similar to the one Stan was now wearing, he had Sophia
against the wall and was fucking her from behind.
“The Andersons, Sir,” Fife presented.
Mr. Carson looked up and said, “Stan, Laura, good you could make
it. Sophie told me they were getting you some more suitable
clothes. We have a sort of specific dress code in this house when
we’re not throwing public events. Hope that doesn’t bother you.”
“No, Mr. Carson, not at all. It’s actually quite similar at my
house.” Stan said.
“Jimmy, in this house you call me Jimmy,” looking at Laura he
said, “that goes for both of you.”
The butler came in and said, “Lady Rene says she’ll be right in,
she was just getting a last minute taste of the cook.”
“Don’t you mean the cooking,” Stan said smiling.
“No I don’t, Sir” The butler said seriously and stepped out.
“Oh,” Stan said perplexed as he looked back toward where Mr.
Carson was still pumping Sophia.
Just then, a young blond woman in her early to mid-twenties
entered the room, she seemed aggravated and upset.
“Jimmy,” she said, “this isn’t fair. She will not give me
anything anymore. Everything is for her Master. If it weren’t for
the fact that we sleep in the same bed, I’d never get a piece of
her.”
“Mary, don’t worry, you know she loves you like an older sister,
you’ve been her nanny since she was 5 years old.”
“I know,” Mary said somewhat depressed, “but she just left for
the Wise house again, she spends most of her free time either
there or at the Anderson house now. When do I have time to be her
nanny anymore?”
Laura said in a kindly voice, “Our kids’ nannies realized early
this school year that the kids were too old for a nanny, what
they did was accept official other titles in the household. They
are still near the kids should they ever be needed.”
Mary saw that Mr. Carson had just cum in Sophia and she rushed
over and swallowed up his cock to clean it off for him.
“Mary,” Mr. Carson said, “that’s a good idea. Why don’t you take
on a different role in the house, you can still sleep with Louise
and have her every night.”
Mary moved over to Sophia’s cum filled pussy and started sucking
her clean and dry. Stan’s cock started to quickly grow again
watching the young woman in action. When she was finished she
stood up and said, “Besides nanny what role can I possible play
in this household?”
“Well that’s a silly question,” someone said from behind the
Andersons. They turned to see a gorgeous brunette in her
mid-thirties standing totally nude. Looking toward her pussy Stan
noticed she was leaking cum.
Mary noticed this too and rushing past the Andersons dropped to
her knees in front of Mrs. Carson’s leaky twat and glued her
mouth to it, sucking everything she could find there. When she
finished cleaning Mrs. Carson she stood up in front of her and
Mrs. Carson hugged her.
“You see there, in the first place no one in this household can
clean a cock or a cunt as perfectly and as fully as you can.”
Mary laughed and said, “Yeah, but I don’t think official groin
cleaner is a household title.”
“No,” Mrs. Carson said smiling “doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be.
Anyway, personal secretary is a title and with Margaret now
official gone, I need one, and since you’ve been doing most of
the work since Margaret took her leave, the title is yours if you
want it.”
“Really,” Mary said excitedly, she locked lips with Mrs. Carson
and the Andersons saw some pretty incredible tongue sucking
before they finally separated.
“I take it that means you accept the job?” Mrs. Carson said
smiling.
“Absolutely, thank you Miriam, I love you,” she ran out
excitedly.
Sophia followed her out, though at a much slower pace, this left
only the Carsons and the Andersons in the room.
“We haven’t officially been introduced,” Miriam said, looking as
though she was talking to Stan’s erect cock (as her eyes were
glued to it), “My name is Miriam Carson, please call me Miriam.
I’m sorry for the delay but I found it necessary to get a sample
of Chef Moor’s exquisite cream.”
“It’s truly okay,” Stan said looking over every inch of Miriam
before two words popped into his head and he turned his head
embarrassed, the words he thought were, “boss’ wife.”
“I’m Laura Anderson by the way,” Laura said holding out her hand,
“and this is my husband Stanley; Stan and Laura will be fine.”
“I have to say,” Stan said to Mr. Carson, “you have a pretty
amazing and service-minded household here.”
“Yes, we believe in true togetherness and belonging to one
another,” Mr. Carson said, “Louise has told me that it is not
much different at your house.”
“Well, we only have 2 servants,” Stan said smiling.
“Yeah,” Mr. Carson said, “but we only have one daughter.”
“And for a while we were afraid she’d end up permanently living
in your house,” Miriam joked.
“Yeah,” Mr. Carson laughed, “her and Jerry’s girl Marilyn were in
such a furious competition for your son’s attention we thought
neither of them would ever leave his side.”
“We can’t tell you how happy we were when they showed up from
your house one day each with their own personal masters,” Miriam
said, “we still don’t know how your son got them to so easily
accept a transition.”
“We’re somewhat in the dark about that night too.” Stan said
amused, “all we know is the next day there were a lot of very
happy people in the house.”
Sophia and the butler entered, “Chef Moor said that dinner will
be ready to set on the table in 15 minutes.” Sophia said.
“Would you like some drinks in the meantime,” Brandon asked.
The Carsons looked over at the Andersons and Stan said, “I’ll
have tonic water and my wife will have a ginger ale.”
“Very good, and you Sir,” he said turning to Mr. Carson.
“Let me get a scotch on the rocks,” Mr. Carson said.
“I’ll just have a regular cocktail before dinner,” Miriam said.
“Very well Madam,” Brandon said, “I’ll be right back with your
drinks.”
“Why don’t we all sit a while and chat,” Miriam said.
Stan and Laura walked over to a love chair and sat down, Mr.
Carson sat down in a recliner chair across from them and Miriam
sat down on his lap and started massaging his cock with her cunt.
“So how have you enjoyed living in Riverdale, it’s been almost a
year now since you moved in.” Miriam said.
“Oh it’s been more beautiful than we could have ever imagined,”
Laura said, “and the kids have been so happy.”
“Ah yes, your kids, Triplet X Love Times 2, the most exciting
thing to reach the town since the Mistress of Pain mysteriously
disappeared.” Mr. Carson said.
“The Mistress of Pain,” Laura questioned.
“Yes,” Miriam said smiling, “bit of a local legend; once a month
the Mistress would choose two or three of the local teens to
become her toys along with some specific reserved toys that
always seemed to be present.”
“Did anyone know who she was,” Laura asked curiously.
“Oh, everybody knew who she was,” Mr. Carson said, “but everyone
also knew that there was a sort of unspoken law that stated,
‘Anyone that connects the two names forfeits the opportunity of
ever being chosen as the Mistress’ toy again’ and nobody wanted
to miss the chance to be one of her toys.”
“It was so tragic what happened to her, “Miriam said sadly, then
catching herself said, “I mean its sad that no one ever got to
see the Mistress again.”
“Well until now,” Mr. Carson said smiling, “Louise and Marilyn
actually claim to have spent an incredibly exciting and awesome
night with her not long ago.”
Stan smiled and said, “Really.”
Just then Brandon returned carrying a tray on which three glasses
could be found. “Ginger ale,” he said, handing Laura a glass,
“Tonic Water, Sir,” he said as he handed Stan a glass, he then
went over to the Carsons and after handing the final glass to Mr.
Carson said, “Your cocktail Madam, I made it strong and hot, just
the way you like it,” He presented his erect cock at her mouth
and as she bent down to devour it, Laura tried to suppress a
laugh. The seriousness with which the butler was presenting
Miriam her drink was too much for her to handle.
In the meantime, Miriam’s little lap dance on her husband’s cock
had gotten it good and hard again and he inserted it in her cunt
and started to pump.
Mr. Carson put his drink on the table by his recliner and picked
up and envelope. Sophia had just reentered and was nodding that
dinner was ready.
“We’ll be right in,” Mr. Carson said, “pass this to Stan.”
Sophia came over and grabbing the envelope passed it to Stan.
“Go ahead, open it,” Mr. Carson said.
Stan opened the envelope curiously and extracting what seemed
like a folded picture, unfolded it and studied it. After a minute
or two he looked over at Mr. Carson questionably.
“I told you that as employee of the year you get a special bonus,
the bonus is a fully paid summer vacation. You can keep in
contact with your staff wherever you are through daily
video-conferencing, there will be two interns over the summer to
handle Laura’s work as well.”
Stan and Laura looked doubtful and Laura said, “I doubt any
intern can just be brought in to take care of some of my more
sensitive duties.”
“Which is why we’re not hiring just any intern,” Mr. Carson said,
“George’s son Harry and Maggie’s sister Annie will be doing the
work.”
“Harry Fuller and Annie Styles,” Stan said amazed, “I know them
both, I never realized they were related to members of my staff.
Yes, they could certainly handle all the duties and being part of
my daughter’s OHPF club there’d be no worries.” Stan then looked
down at the picture in his hand again and said oddly, “but this?”
“Well that is a special gift of gratitude from my family to
yours, for saving our lives.” Mr. Carson said smiling but
obviously very serious.
Stan and Laura looked at him wide-eyed. They then heard Miriam
swallowing, they looked closely and saw her cheeks were
continuously filling out and emptying as she would take deep loud
swallows. They looked back at Mr. Carson questionably.
“I’m sorry sir,” Stan said, “I don’t understand, ‘saving your
lives’.”
“I can explain,” Miriam said releasing Brandon’s well cleaned
cock, “you heard me give Mary Margaret’s old job as my personal
secretary, Margaret worked with me for 10 years also and I love
her dearly, but she got in trouble. It happened the very day the
OHPF club was formed by your daughter.”
“Jerry had been trying to get my family to take the subject of
‘safe sex’ seriously for over a year, ever since 3 of his
servants came down with serious STDs,” Mr. Carson said, “putting
his wife and daughter at risk; I didn’t believe much in it.”
“That day, however,” Miriam continued, “Louise came back from
your home and declared straight out that no one in this house was
to have sex again until we had all gotten tested. Jimmy and I
thought she’d gone crazy but we saw she was in her “you better
take me serious’ attitude which could sometimes lead to several
weeks of arguments, so to avoid it the next day everyone was
tested.”
“And Margaret tested positive,” Laura said.
“For HIV, the very day of the meeting she had had the day off and
spent it with a guy she had just met. We don’t even know where he
is now, but the thing is, my beloved Margaret was infected and if
it had not been for your daughter’s OHPF rules, I would have been
infected by the next morning too,” Miriam finished sadly.
“Which means that within a week, everyone in this house would
have been,” Mr. Carson added. “Since it was caught so early,
Margaret has been adjusting well physically to that triple
cocktail thing they have her on; mentally and emotionally though,
she’s been in an unending depression, unable to accept that the
life she used to have is over.”
“But, the important thing is, we believe we owe our lives to your
family, and want you to accept this small personal gift of
gratitude,” Miriam said.
“Louise never mentioned anything about Margaret,” Stan said, “I
guess it was a pretty private matter, but still this—”
“Is perfect for your backyard, I’ve had some contractors taking
measurements and samples in secret for around two weeks. You
don’t have one, the kids can use it, and you’d piss off your boss
by not accepting a personal gift from him,” Mr. Carson said
smiling.
Gulping Stan said, “This is truly generous of you sir, my family
accepts it with much gratitude.”
“Good,” Mr. Carson said, “now let’s go eat dinner. After that
there are some other things I’d like to sample.” He was looking
hungrily a Laura’s cunt and she let her legs drop farther apart
as if saying, “Whenever you want.”
Chapter Twenty-four – The Master’s New Look & His Pet’s Special
Gift
Earlier that same day Lana walked the school halls with Hannah;
being that they had this period free, Ana was busy being Patty’s
T.A. Somehow Lana and Hannah had fallen into an argument they’d
been having for almost two months.
“I don’t think she has anything against you,” Hannah said, “and I
don’t think anybody could have told her that Ron prefers you’re
golden juices to hers. This is ridiculous Lana, ever since I told
you that you’ve taken it to mean that’s why she doesn’t choose
you.”
“Come on Hannah, since she started her monthly torture parties
she’s taken four different other toys each month, besides her
prized and precious two Ron and Amy. Every single member of our
family, even Mom and Dad, have been her toys more than once, even
the Wilson kids and other OHPF members have gotten the honor, yet
she has never once chosen me!”
“I told you she has a very random way of choosing her toys and it
deals with her appetite when she lets me know who to have ready.
Like last month she was really hungry for some Wilson cunt juice
and a Wilson cocktail, that’s why she asked me to have the
Wilsons over. And the month before that she had some incredible
cravings for sweet and sour Chinese food, that’s why she had me
invite Le-Ann and Wei-Lu (she must have had a ton of their cunt
and golden juices that night),  and remember when she was dying
to find out what soul food tasted like and told me to get her Jan
and Aaron?”
“Just out of curiosity,” Lana said coldly, “if the Mistress never
leaves her torture room, how exactly does she let you know who to
get her?”
“Oh,” Hannah said smiling, “she has John’s old Pocket PC. He
wasn’t using it anymore after Dad got us the PC cell phones and
it was just going to waste so the Mistress got him to give it to
her, promising to choose him every other month. She just emails
me when she makes her choices, and between you and me, I think
she is constantly watching us with the security surveillance
program.”
Lana rolled her eyes, but rather than argue simply said, “Can you
please talk to her and get her to choose me. You’re with her
every single month keeping her video journals, she might listen
to you.”
“I’ll try,” Hannah said, “I actually know how you feel. Ron
hasn’t been giving me that special sort of attention either,” her
eyes showed strong pain.
“What are you talking about? The two of you are all but married,
you have your own bedroom from which the two of you hardly come
out, you get to be with him every month when the Mistress
brutalizes him,” Hannah shot her a cold stare and Lana added
quickly, “recording everything I mean, and the two of you share
every single class in school together, how can you claim he’s not
giving you special attention?”
“It’s just that he hasn’t been my vicious brutal master in
months. Yeah, he’s been my loving husband (you can say) but I
miss my master. You know he’s brutalized you more in the last few
months than he has me? How many times has he had you on a chain
now, even making you ejaculate more than once? You know he told
me he loves you a lot, he considers you sort of my opposite, he
says I’m his submissive that can occasionally be very dominating,
but he says the ‘Orgasm Queen’ is his dominator that can
occasionally be very submissive.” She had a tear in her eye, and
seeing someone approaching she made a quick turn and went the
other way.
“What was that about,” someone said angrily as Lana watched
Hannah run. “You haven’t been bugging her about talking to the
Mistress again have you?”
Turning and seeing Ron she smiled saying, “You know how confusing
it is talking to her about the Mistress? It gets damn frustrating
sometimes.”
“Well just leave her alone, this has really been working out just
great for her and everyone she touches for that matter.”
“Well I wouldn’t know about that, since for some reason (that I
am suddenly starting to understand a little better) I’m not
allowed to touch her, and anyway, I’m not the reason she ran, you
are.”
“Me,” Ron said raising his eyebrows, “what have I done?”
“Apparently it’s what you haven’t done; you haven’t been giving
her enough time lately.”
“Please tell me you’re kidding,” Ron said.
“I had the same reaction, but apparently you haven’t been acting
like her Master lately. She says she’s happy with you being,
pretty much, her loving husband, but she’s been missing her
brutal master.”
Ron seemed shocked by the revelation, but then thought out loud,
“so that’s why she’s been so distant lately. Since the beginning
she’s been under orders to treat me only as her brother while in
school, and at home I’ve been keeping her in the Mistress’ bed
chamber, I like that we are totally equal there, but I’d
forgotten—”
“—that she doesn’t want to be your equal,” Lana said, “the whole
point of having the Mistress stop by one night a month is so you
can have a totally submissive Hannah 30 to 31 days a month.”
“She should have told me,” Ron said a little bitterly, “she knows
I always want her to tell me when something is wrong.”
“How was she supposed to tell you,” Lana said a little annoyed by
Ron’s lack of logical reasoning, “Like you said, here in school
she’s under orders to just be your sister, ‘please brutalize me
more’ isn’t exactly normal brother/sister talk. In that bedroom
of yours you have that ban on any dominant/submissive talk, and
anywhere else she’d consider it a violation of her perfect
submissiveness to be upset with how you choose to treat her.”
“She could have had the Mistress pull my ear.”
Lana gave him a wry smile and said, “and how was Hannah supposed
to explain the Mistress knowing her most ultimate thoughts, they
don’t exactly get together for sisterly chats.”
“So she got you to pull my ear,” Ron said smiling.
“Yeah, she’s a manipulative bitch, but would we want her any
other way,” Lana said smiling back.
“I have to do something to make it up to her.” Ron said feeling
both worried and guilty.
All this time, they had continued walking down the hall toward
Dr. Lewis classroom (they had completed their Sex. Ed. training
but they had offered to talk that day about their opinions on
‘safe sex’); reaching the Sex. Ed. classroom, they found Dr.
Lewis outside hanging a sign on the closed door.
“Class is cancelled today, thanks for your offer to help though,”
he said on seeing them. He looked somewhat sad.
Lana noticed something was wrong immediately and said, “Randy,
what’s wrong?”
“I just got a call from the hospital, Mabel is dead.”
“What,” Lana said, a tear coming to her eye, “but she was so much
better, she’s been out of isolation for months.”
“She caught a new strain of pneumonia over night; it ate through
what little was left of her immune system.” Seeing Lana crying he
said, “Don’t cry girl, I’m not, it’s not like we weren’t
expecting it, and it’s not like Mabel isn’t finally at peace.”
“But it’s so sad,” Lana said, “and she was your only sister.”
“Sad,” Dr. Lewis questioned, “do you want to hear something sad,”
he said gravely, “You remember Lizzy?”
The memory of the mini-whore brought a smile to Lana’s face, “How
could I forget? “She said in an amused voice.
“Her, and her one month old baby are in the STD ward right now.”
“What,” Lana said shocked, “but she was totally clean!”
“And she stayed totally clean all the time she was my patient;
she knew she wouldn’t be chosen for any ‘special’ examinations by
me if she didn’t. However, as soon as the baby was born she
celebrated its birth with an orgy in an unused classroom at her
school.”
“But I don’t understand,” Lana said confused, “if she was clean
until she had the baby, why is the baby in the STD ward too?”
“Because she’d been breast feeding it,” Dr. Lewis said grimly, “I
had warned her against it, but she considered it an ‘erotic’
connection to her new son.”
“Breast fee—” Lana seemed perplexed, “does a, what is she now,
twelve year old even have milk to breast feed?”
“All mothers do,” Dr. Lewis said starting to turn, “it’s a
natural part of having a baby.”
Ron, who had been very silent up to now, saw Dr. Lewis was about
to walk away and said, “Dr. Lewis, can I walk with you, I’d like
to ask you something very quickly,” throwing Lana, who seemed
intent on following them a sharp look he added, “just between you
and me?”
Taking the hint Lana stopped and said to Dr. Lewis, “call me if
you need help with something, wake preparations, invitations,
comforting, whatever, I’m there for you.”
“Thanks Lana, but since this was expected, everything has pretty
much been ready for sometime, I will however get back to you on
that offer for comfort. Come on Ron, we can talk about Hannah on
the way to the car.”
Ron shot him a shocked look but then continued after him as Lana
turned around a few tears still in her eyes (whether for Mabel
who was now dead, or Lizzy and her baby that now had to live
through the horror, she wasn’t sure) as she walked in the
direction of the school library.

*****

Early that evening, most of the Andersons were gathered in the
family room and Lana said to Ron, “what happened to you after you
left with Randy, you never showed up at 7th period?”
“I had to do a little shopping,” Ron said.
“So what did you want to talk to Randy about?”
“Lana, there’s a reason why I didn’t talk to him about it in
front of you.”
“It can’t be because it’s a secret,” Lana said annoyed, “because
we don’t keep secrets from each other.”
“It’s because it’s private,” Ron said coldly, “and privacy does
still exist at times, even among us.”
Lana shut up, knowing she wouldn’t be able to beat that one.
Stan then said, “So what is everyone doing tonight? As you all
know, Laura and I will be having dinner at the Carson Estate
tonight so we won’t be joining you and we’re not really sure how
late we’ll be.”
“Why don’t we have a decent game night,” John said to the others,
“we haven’t just hung around for a while now.”
“I think we should have a decent rehearsal,” Ana said, “We
haven’t had one since that beach opening bash a month ago.”
“Actually,” Ron said, “I think the four of you should spend this
Friday night out,” Ron said looking at his brothers and sisters.
Everyone looked at him sharply and Don said, “what do you mean
away, and what do you mean you four?”
“I just mean,” Ron said, “I think it would be nice for you to go
out, have dinner at some nice junk food restaurant, or possibly
pizza, and then see a good movie. When was the last time you did
that?”
“Someone is trying to get rid of us,” Lana said suspiciously,
“What’s up?”
“The evening is on me,” Ron added smiling.
“Free pizza and a movie,” John said, “in return for what?”
“You stay away until at least ten, and when you do come back you
don’t wonder what happened to anyone else in the family for a
day.” He threw Hannah, who had been looking at him curiously a
dominant ‘don’t ask’ look and she bowed her head.
Lana caught the look, and suspecting what it was all about said,
“You know brother, pizza and a movie sounds good, but I don’t
think you need to pay to get rid of us, we can all find other
things to do. I wanted to spend the night with Randy, he doesn’t
admit it, but I know he’s really hurt and,” turning to Ana,
“didn’t you want to spend another full night at Patty’s?”
Ana smiled and said, “You bet I do!”
“Well,” John said, “I can use the money for the pizza and movie,
I can take Debbie, we haven’t had a chance to be alone on a date
in a while.”
“I don’t want to see any movie,” Don said, “however, since John
is going by the Wilson’s to pick up Debbie, maybe he can grab
Jason also and him and I can go bowling,” he saw a lot of curious
looks and he quickly added, “Harry is working tonight and Jason
is the closest thing to a best friend I have, after you guys.”
“So no one is staying for dinner,” Amy asked a little cross.
“Looks that way,” Ron said smiling at his brothers and sisters,
“Amy why don’t you and Pietro take the night off, after doing me
a little favor later that is.”
“And where exactly would we go,” Amy asked.
“I’m sure you can find something to do,” Ron said.
“So Ron,” Stan said amused, “it looks like you’ve just
manipulated everyone into leaving the place to you and Hannah for
most of the night, I don’t have to worry do I?”
“Absolutely not dad, I still remember what you told me last year,
about playing nice with Hannah.”
He threw Hannah a look and her eyes brightened with excitement at
the thought of what ‘nice’ things Ron might have planned for
her.”

*****

Around an hour later, Stan and Laura had left for the Carsons’;
Lana, Ana, John and Don had left for their respective nights out,
and Pietro and Amy were in their bedrooms waiting to do Ron his
‘favor’ before finding something else to do with themselves (or
more likely, with each other).
He and Hannah were presently still in the Family Room and looking
across at her, Ron said, “come here” she got up quickly and went
to his side.
Ron was sitting in one of the recliners and he told Hannah, “sit
here on my lap.”
As she did so, he grabbed her by the hair and pulling her head
back he said, “I’m going to make you say it today, you’ll get
absolutely no rest, you’ll say it, or you’ll die! That’s a
promise,” and he suddenly grabbed a hand towel Hannah had noticed
by the end of the table and plastered it on her face.
“What is that,” Hannah thought to herself, feeling suddenly very
strange, “oh, chloroform,” she thought, just before passing out.
Ron picked up his cell phone and making a call said, “Amy, grab
Pietro and come up to the family room, I need a special present
gift wrapped and delivered.”

*****

Hannah’s eyes opened very slowly, she had been hearing a sound
somewhere for some time, it sounded like waves repeatedly
crashing somewhere in the distance, over and over again she heard
it, and there was a strong smell like the sea, the sound and
smell were bringing shivers to Hannah’s spine, she wasn’t sure
why, but possibly because she knew that they were not things
normally found at home.
Hannah tried to move, but she felt herself totally restrained,
where was she?
Finally opening her eyes, she tried to adjust to the surrounding
light, but realized that it didn’t help much because the red
lights surrounding her didn’t allow much range to see around, not
that she would have been able to turn her head much to see.
Hannah had first thought she was lying on a bed with her arms and
legs tied to the ends, she saw now that she wasn’t even lying
down, she was suspended in the middle of a room, or at least the
middle of a circle of red light, somewhere, her arms raised high
and attached to chains on the ceiling, that were attached to
wrist restraints. Hannah’s feet weren’t touching the floor, but
she was attached to the floor by strong bindings that were
connected to ankle restraints on her legs. Hannah realized that
there were also bindings holding her steady from both the right
and left side (obviously connected to the walls of wherever this
place was) these bindings were attached to neck, thigh and waist
restraints.
“Are you totally awake BITCH!?!” someone asked from behind
Hannah, “I’ve been waiting for you to join the party, I’ve been
waiting to play.”
Hannah felt a finger rammed up her twat and swirled around and
around violently, it was then pulled out just as quickly as it
had been inserted and Hannah could here a finger being sucked
somewhere behind her. “And waiting to eat,” the person said.
Hannah felt the restraints on the right side of her body removed
and someone stepped into view in front of her. As he stepped into
the small range covered by the red lights, Hannah gave a shiver.
The person was wearing an executioner’s hood; he was wrapped
around his arms, shoulders and waist by a crisscrossing leather
belt that attached to a harness in his groin section. In the
front of that harness was a gigantic cock extension larger than
anything Hannah had ever had in her twat, and she had had some
pretty big things in there at times.
The entire body of the man before her seemed to be covered in
gruesome artwork; skulls, dead people, beheaded people, zombies,
bats wolves, etc. and she couldn’t see any eyes behind the holes
of his hood. “He must be wearing black sun-glasses,” Hannah
thought nervously suddenly unsure if this could truly be her
master standing before her.
The man growled at Hannah and she saw several missing and
deformed teeth, “Do you know who I am?” He asked her viciously.
Hannah didn’t know what to say, Ron neither had tattoos nor
missing teeth, yet who else could it be if not him?
“I said do you know who I am WHORE!?!” SLAP!
Still Hannah kept quiet.
“I see I’m going to have to loosen you lips a little.” He put his
hand in a pouch that hung at his waist (like the Mistress’ bag of
goodies it too was attached to his belt) and pulled out some
items, among them: two nipple clamps (these unlike others that
Hannah was familiar with were shaped like scissors and could be
either quickly or slowly tightened to increasing levels of pain)
and a clit clamp with vibrator. He attached the first nipple
clamp and rapidly closed it half way yelling, “WHO AM I BITCH!?!”
Hannah screamed and for a minute thought her nipple had actually
been cut off. Gulping she said slowly, “I don’t know who you
are.”
The man growled and attaching the other nipple clamp slapped
Hannah twice across the face. He then proceeded to say, “I” SLAP!
“AM” SLAP! “YOUR” SLAP! “MASTER” SLAP! “SAY IT!” SLAP!
Hannah didn’t talk and the Master pulled her clit violently
making it swell quickly, he then attached the clit clamp, which
also remained attached to the area with a powerful suction and
the Master powered the mini-vibrator in it. This sent constant
stimulating vibrations directly into Hannah’s clit, however, not
enough to make her cum, only enough to keep her on edge forever
if necessary.”
“Now tell me who I am.”
After a while the need to cum was getting so torturous, more so
than any beating, that Hannah gasped out, “Master? You are My
Master!”
“Damn right I’m your master, whore. And since you acknowledge I’m
your master, you accept that I can do anything I want to with
your body, any part of your body, I want. I can fuck your whore
cunt,” he stuck a finger in her twat again and started pumping.
“I can lick your beautiful orbs,” he started running his tongue
around her boobs, “but more importantly,” he said untying
something from his belt, “I can use this on your pain hungered
ass.” He held a long rectangular paddle to her eyes and let her
see that the word ‘SPANK’ was written on it in metal letters. He
then showed her that on the paddle’s other side the letters
pushed out and the word SPANK appeared mirrored.
The Master walked behind Hannah and reattached all the right side
restraints so she was completely secure and steady.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
“I’m going to make you say it Bitch, I want to hear you say it!
SAY IT!”
“NEVER,” Hannah was thinking in her mind, “he’ll never get me to
say it.”
“Isn’t that a beautiful word that is written all over your
beautiful ass?” He looked over the impressions of the SPANK that
the ‘Spank’ paddle had left on Hannah’s butt. He got on his knees
and started kissing the word and licking the areas left marked by
it. He then parted her butt cheeks and sticking his tongue deep
in her asshole he began gently pushing in and out, at the same
time he reached in his pouch and pulled out what looked like a
jumbo egg-shape vibrator, there was a strong and somewhat long
recovery leach attached to it. Tying the leash to one of Hannah’s
legs, while still pumping his tongue in and out of her ass, he
pushed the egg into Hannah’s twat with incredible force; she
screamed but said nothing more.
Say it, BITCH!” The Master screamed.
“Never,” Hannah thought again just as she came for the first
time.
The Master aimed his tongue a little lower and began to lap up
Hannah’s non-stop flow. After helping himself to a generous
amount, he took something else out of his pouch, it was a remote
control that he aimed at Hannah’s butt, and on pressing a button
activated the vibrator deep in her cunt.
“Oh,” Hannah squealed as she felt the vibrations deep in her
pussy now, in addition to the ones her clit clamp had never
stopped delivering.
“Are you getting close to saying it slave,” the Master asked.
“Are you kidding,” Hannah thought, “this is just starting to get
good.” Out loud, as usual, she said nothing.
“Not ready to talk yet whore, well let’s see how you feel after
this.” And he put his hand in his pouch and pulled out a string
of five graduated thunder anal ass beads, the last one much
larger than the ones they had once used for a game of ‘Stick it
in the Submissive’.
“What say we get this ass a little tenderer?”
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Worried the word SPANK would be permanently imbedded on Hannah’s
ass, the Master switched to his hands in the end.
He then kneeled and once more began to dig his tongue into
Hannah’s ass; lubing it as much as possible. He then took his
tongue out and in its place stuck his index finger and started
working it in her ass all the way to the end. He then pumped in
and out for a few minutes before sticking his thumb into her ass.
“God this is too much,” Hannah thought, “but he won’t do it, he
won’t make me say it, ever!”
With a finger and thumb in Hannah’s ass, the Master started to
open up her asshole, “Open wide and take your medicine!” As he
said this the Master brought the first bead to Hannah’s ass;
slowly extracting his fingers, he simultaneously inserted this
first bead. It wasn’t as large as the ones previously used, which
in no way means it was small, however, it was easier to get in
this first bead than it had been for Jenny at the party.
The master then produced a leather belt and SMACK! “SAY IT!”
SMACK! “SAY IT!” He put his hand around her and, finding her
nipple clamp, closed the already tight clamp another degree
making Hannah scream. At the same time he reached for his remote
control and increased the speed of the vibrator in Hannah’s
pussy, she screamed again, but this time in pleasure as she came
and came again.
Giving her a second to rest, the Master then said, “Are you ready
to say it wench; are you ready to speak?”
“There’s nothing you can do that will ever make me talk;” Hannah
thought, “this joy won’t ever end!”
When she said nothing aloud, the master said, “Time for another
pill then.” And grabbing the next bead in the string, slightly
larger than the first, he began pushing it into Hannah’s ass.
“Ahh,” Hannah said, closing her eyes.
“What’s that Bitch? Are you trying to tell me something? Do you
want me to stop? Tell me what you want.”
“I want more!” Hannah said strongly, feeling his direct command
gave her permission to say this.
Finally inserting the second bead completely, the Master stood
and grabbed the ‘Spank’ paddle in one hand and the leather belt
in the other. Standing at Hannah’s side and positioning the
paddle over her bald pubic area and the belt over her ass: SPANK!
SMACK! SPANK! SMACK! SPANK! SMACK!
Hannah gave screams of pain and pleasure, especially when the
paddle made minor contact with her clit clamp vibrator, giving
her already over-swollen and over-stimulated clit even more
stimulation.
“Are you ready to say it, whore? SAY IT!” Standing behind her and
grabbing a nipple clamp in each hand, he tightened them both
another notch, making Hannah scream and cum at the same time.
Whether she screamed from the pain of the clamps or the pleasure
of cumming was both unclear and irrelevant, since to Hannah pain
equaled pleasure.
“Have you had enough, Bitch?” The Master screamed.
Hannah was truly in pain and total discomfort now, but she bit
her tongue so as not to say anything.
“Umm,” the Master said, “a tough one, well we can fix that.” He
grabbed the third bead in the string, this one the size of those
used at the pajama party, and pushed it quickly into her ass, she
was still screaming from that when he grabbed the fourth,
slightly larger bead and pushed it right in after the third. He
then pushed his index finger in and made sure the beads were as
deep as they could go. He would need a lot of room for monster
bead number five, this one was a thunder vibrator bead and had a
recovery leash attached. The Master tied the leash to one of
Hannah’s legs; the other leg still had the leash of the vaginal
vibrator tied to it.
“I’m giving you a chance, Bitch, say it NOW! You can’t take
anymore. Tell me what you want!”
“I—Want—More!” Hannah said gasping between words.
The Master pulled something else from his pouch; it was a roll of
medical tape. He cut off two or three very long strips and stuck
these to Hannah’s legs in preparation. He then grabbed the fifth
anal bead and began pushing as strongly as he could into her ass.
This one was getting some resistance, but the Master just pushed
harder and harder, he ignored Hannah’s screams, which he knew
were more from ecstasy than they were from pain, and did not stop
pushing until he had gotten this monster bead completely in her
ass.
The Master then grabbed the long strips of tape and wrapped them
around Hannah’s body, pinning her ass cheeks together and, on the
other side, it tightened the hold of her clit clamp and prevented
its removal. Producing another remote control, he aimed it at her
ass and the thunder vibrator bead began humming in her anus.
Hannah gave a gasp of bliss and pain as her eyes popped open.
With the tape around her body, only Hannah’s cunt hole was still
accessible, and when the Master once more removed the restraints
from her right side and stepped in front of her Hannah thought,
“this is it, he’s either going to make me say it, or kill me
trying, but I won’t give in, he won’t rob me of the pleasure of
my pain.”
“Are you going to say it, Bitch? Tell me what you want!”
“I—Want—It—All!” Hannah said casting a look down at the monster
cock extension attached to the Master’s harness.
SLAP! SMACK! The Master hit Hannah across the face with the palm
of his hand, and then brought it back, just at quickly hitting
her on the other side of the face with the back of his hand. The
true fury with which he had hit her left Hannah in shock,
especially when with true disgust and loathing he said, “I hate
you BITCH! I hate that you’re making me do this to you!” He spit
in her face and said, “That’s what I think of you WHORE!”
He grabbed the recovery leash attached to the vibrator in her
cunt and gave a furious tug, extracting it completely and
catching it in his hand. Shutting it down manually, he brought it
to Hannah’s mouth and said, “One last chance Bitch, there’s no
turning back after this, are you going to say it?”
Hannah said nothing and he said, “Open your mouth and taste
yourself.” He held the vibrator to her mouth and sticking out her
tongue, Hannah slowly licked it, “I said OPEN your mouth and open
WIDE.”
Hannah opened her mouth and the Master pushed the vibrator
half-way in, “should you decide to say it, simply push this out
with you tongue, in the meantime I strongly suggest you keep it
where it is.”
The Master reattached the restraints from Hannah’s right side
once more looking to keep her completely balanced and sturdy. He
then placed the head of the giant faux cock at her cunt door.
Hannah had been cumming steadily for the last 40 minutes, with a
major dam bursting around every 5 minutes; because of this, the
Master found it very easy to begin pushing the cock head into her
‘slippery as oil’ pussy. He went slowly at first though, he
didn’t want his favorite hole in the world in any way permanently
damaged.  Even when he had managed to connect his pubic hairs to
Hannah’s bald pubic, he still proceeded very slowly for a while.
He pushed very gently in and out, in and out; when he was certain
Hannah’s cunt had thoroughly adjusted he gave one last look at
Hannah’s eyes as if asking, “You’re sure?”
Even though she couldn’t see his eyes, Hannah seemed to sense the
concerns they currently held and, with the strength she has left,
gave a reassuring nod.
The Master began pumping more quickly, every few pumps increasing
both the speed and intensity with which he was fucking Hannah. He
fucked her this way another 20 minutes. He himself had cum around
3 times now since the action begun; but since he was fucking her
with the cock extension, there was no need to slow down when he
came again. He felt Hannah’s flood waters run at least two more
times and she looked almost dead, but still she refused to give
in.
“Time for the secret weapon,” The Master thought, “either she
says it willingly after that, or I will order her to say it.”
The Master extracted his monster cock and quickly bent to his
knees to glue his mouth to her hole once more; he began drinking
some of the continuously running juices, a lot of this sweet
nectar had gone to waste during the night and he wanted to take
advantage of some of it before moving on to the next stage.
As he drank, his nose rubbed against her taped clit clamp and he
could feel it buzzing away, “that is going to be one
hyper-sensitive clit for the next few days,” he thought. Having
his hands on her butt as he held her precious overflowing cup to
his mouth, he could also feel the strong buzzing of the vibrator
bead in her ass.
“Ass, check,” he thought to himself, “clit, check. Only about 15
more erogenous zones to go; starting,” he thought as he once more
reached in his pouch and extracted something, “with the mother of
all female erogenous zones.” He unglued his mouth from her cunt
and brought what he was holding to view.
“A G-spot massager,” Hannah thought, “if he puts that on me for
long I may not be able to resist.”
The Master put it in place and on instantly powering it to half
speed triggered another orgasm in Hannah, “how many have those
been now,” Hannah wondered, “I lost count after the first 25.”
With the massager securely in place, the Master got to his feet
and started petting Hannah’s scalp and ears. At the same time he
put his other hand behind her neck and gently rubbed it. He kept
this up until he felt Hannah have another minor orgasm. He
removed his hand from her head and pulled the egg-vibrator out of
her mouth and began deeply kissing Hannah, making sure to
concentrate on her lips, massaging them with his own and running
circles over them with his tongue. While doing this he manually
turned on the vibrator in his hand and brought it to Hannah’s
boobs, massaging them with the back of his hand and drawing
gentle circles around them with the vibrator, taking care to play
as much with the underside of the boobs as with the top. He now
brought the hand that had remained busy on her neck down to her
belly button, dropping the vibrator into it on the way down; he
began drawing soft circles around her belly button with the
vibrator. After a while he took his hand that had now been
squeezing and pinching her boobs down and grabbed the vibrator,
he continued drawing circles around it with his fingers, the hand
with the vibrator was now moving slowly up and down her right
side from her armpits to her waste sending vibrations through all
her soft spots, on one trip down he brought it back to meet his
other hand at Hannah’s belly button and taking over the
stimulation there, passed the vibrator on to the hand at Hannah’s
left side and began giving that side of Hannah’s body the same
treatment her right side has just received.
“Time to start moving in for the kill,” the Master thought to
himself as he turned off the vibrator and returned it to Hannah’s
mouth. He then began slowly bending down, both hands now moving
down and caressing a butt cheek each.
“All my doors are closed,” Hannah was thinking playfully from
some blissful heaven where the stimulation of most of her
erogenous zones had sent her, “what more can you do down there?”
The Master moved one hand from her butt cheek down to gently
caress her perineum, and moved his mouth in the direction of her
cunt.
Hannah saw this and giggling inside thought, “have you forgotten
your path is blocked?”
But as it turns out, there was another small hole still
accessible, and Hannah was shocked when, finding it, the Master
began running circles around it with his tongue and sucking on
it.
“Are you trying to make me pee?” Hannah thought, “Because if you
aren’t, that’s exactly what you are doing.”
She had been trying to hold it, but she could feel herself
flowing golden juices; flowing straight into her master’s mouth
that was happily drinking every drop. “He’s drinking every drop
of me,” Hannah thought joyously, “take that Lana, whose ‘golden
juice’ is his favorite now?”
With her bladder empty, Hannah felt the Master move his hand up
to her cunt and lie on the exterior side of the G-spot massager,
then, with his lips still sucking at her urethra he turned the
massager up full blast; applying total pressure on her G-spot.
“What—what’s hap—happening—to—to—me?” Hannah thought as an
incredible, glorious, feeling suddenly took possession of her
body. It was like no feeling she’d had before, except maybe, that
since whatever it was seemed to be centered at the pee hole her
Master was still sucking, it may have been a little like peeing,
but it was so much more than that she was , “CUMMMMMING!” she
tried to shout, before remembering her mouth was also still
blocked. She was having a G-spot stimulated orgasm that was
shaking her entire body like a 10 point earthquake, but at the
same time, something else was happening, she could feel her
Master drinking her juices as they flowed, but not the river
running down her twat, what he was drinking was the incredible
gusher shooting from her urethra, the cups of clear liquid that
made up Hannah’s first ever, though she definitely hoped not
last, female ejaculation.
“Now there’s a brand of pre-mixed Anderson dressing I can learn
to love.” Hannah heard her Master say as he began standing.
 “Ha, now really take that Lana;” Hannah thought, “my cunt juice,
my golden juice and now my rare juice, how’s that for a triple
cocktail, or is that a cunttail?” Hannah felt herself wanting to
lose consciousness  but she fought it thinking, “NO, no I don’t
want to go, I refuse to go, I want more,  I need more, I don’t
care if I die, I know I’ll die happy.”
As he finished standing, the Master revealed that he was holding
another paddle.
The new paddle was similar to the ‘Spank’ paddle, except that
instead of a word, what it had on it was a big red heart.
“Now I think this has gone far enough,” the Master said, “it’s
time for you to say it.”
He released all her side restraints, leaving only the chains on
her arms and legs to support her. He then removed the vibrator in
her mouth and screamed, “SAY IT!”
When she refused to talk he connected the paddle to her ass cheek
with a resounding SPANK!
“Say it damn you BITCH! I’m not giving you a choice anymore.”
SPANK! There was now a large impression of a heart on each of
Hannah’s butt cheeks. “This is a direct order from your master,
SLAVE, SAY IT NOW!”
“That was it,” Hannah thought, nearly unconscious, (it was
actually a miracle she was still in any way responsive after a
cum like she had just experienced), now she’d been given an
order, and no good slave could disobey a direct order. Weakly and
with much trouble she voice the phrase that guaranteed an end to
all her fun, for now anyway, “The Mistress has a headache,” she
said softly, and then, with surprising strength added, “and she
loves you for it,” she then passed out completely and just hung
there like a puppet waiting for its strings to be pulled.
The Master immediately set about the task of removing all the
equipment still on and in Hannah: the nipple clamps, G-spot
massager, clit clamp vibrator, and anal beads (which he extracted
very slowly), he then walked out of the circle of red light for a
few minutes and soon the room they were in was flooded in true
light. The Master walked over to a table in the center of the
room and leaned over to study the screen of a computer notebook,
on it he viewed six tiled windows all showing the now almost
lifeless Hannah from six different angles and was satisfied to
see them all still recording. Shutting them all down, he started
removing his costume, the darkened caps in his teeth especially,
were proving a drag. The fake tattoos, also, were more bothersome
than he imagined.
After a while, however, Ron was standing in front of Hannah’s
limp and suspended body and after slowly lowering the ceiling
chain holding her arms, he let Hannah lie on the ground while he
unchained her legs and arms. He then carried her to a cot against
one wall of this large chamber is a better word, he lay her down
and then lay himself down next to her.
Ron then pulled Hannah’s unconscious body on top of his and his
semi-hard cock slid easily into her still wide open pussy; he
kissed her pale motionless face and said, “Don’t get too used to
that kind of treatment. I love you and want you always to be as
happy as you can be, but I also want you alive and by my side for
as long as I live.” He kissed her again and letting her head lie
comfortable on his chest, he closed his eyes and let the sound of
the waves crashing against the cave entrance outside lull him to
sleep.
Chapter Twenty-five – Family Room
“There’s that annoying ringing again,” Ron thought as for
something like the third time in the last hour he heard a phone
ringing somewhere nearby. He had woken up when the first ring
sounded an hour ago but he had refused to open his eyes, refused
to move, he felt so fantastic just the way he was, his cock
especially couldn’t be better, he didn’t know how long it had
been, but he knew it was still where he had put it for safe
keeping when he fell asleep. He could feel the warmth and wetness
of Hannah’s cunt all around it, and every now and then, he could
feel her cunt muscles clenching and unclenching it, keeping it
rock hard.
She was still asleep, he was sure of that; he could feel her
steady, even breathing as she slept on top of him. This was
another reason he hadn’t wanted to get up to answer the phone, he
hadn’t wanted to disturb her.
Ron was starting to wonder though, who wanted to talk to him so
badly, “How long have we been down here?” He wondered.
“Maybe it is time to answer it,” he heard Hannah say.
Opening his eyes he smiled at her and said, “You’re awake, I
thought you were still sleeping.”
“I was until a little while ago. But I’d been hearing the phone
for a while. We better get it.”
“It would mean we would have to separate.” Ron said as he began
pumping his cock in her cunt a few times.
“It’s Saturday, I think,” Hannah said, suddenly unsure, “we have
all day to reconnect.”
Ron felt her stomach grumbling and he said, “Maybe you’re right.
You need to eat something. How are you feeling?”
“Awesome,” she said leaning down and giving him a kiss, “I love
you Master, thank you so much, for everything.”
She rolled slowly off of him allowing his cock to pull out of her
cunt; she felt suddenly very empty. She had felt her master’s
wonderful cock in her all night as she slept; now suddenly it
wasn’t there.
Ron got up and checking his cell phone said, “It’s Saturday
alright, Saturday evening to be exact. We’ve been in bed for
around 18 hours.”
“You’re kidding; your cock has been in my cunt for 18 hours
straight;” Hannah said smiling, “no wonder I suddenly feel so
empty. But it does also explain why I feel so rested.”
“It looks like everybody has been trying to call us all day.” Ron
said, “Even Amy and Pietro have called twice; I had asked them
not to tell anyone where we were and they were probably feeling
pressured by now.”
“Just out of curiosity,” Hannah said, “how did you get an
unconscious me way down into this bomb shelter,” then thinking
better said, “on second thought, I’d rather not know.”
“Yeah,” Ron said smiling, “I figured you wouldn’t.”
“It’s a miracle though that the others haven’t just come and
gotten us by now.” Hannah said, “they must know, Lana especially,
the kind of night we were going to have. And they know that for
those times, this is our special place.”
“They probably do know, but I sort of locked the entrance. I also
left a few signs on the plateau above that we were not to be
disturbed. But it looks like they’ve been getting worried.” He
closed the phone and said, “come on, we better go show them we
haven’t killed each other. We can leave everything here for now.”
He put on some shorts and threw Hannah a large over sized
tee-shirt. “Just so we have something on when we walk through the
crowded beach.” He said.
Hannah, who had missed catching the shirt turned around and bent
down to pick it up. As she turned her ass to Ron, he saw the
clear impressions of a heart on each ass cheek as well as several
impressions of the word ‘SPANK’. Smiling he said, “How does your
ass feel?”
“Like it’ll hurt for a month; I’ll be cumming every time I sit
down.” She rubbed her ass and gave a small tremble. “See what I
mean. It’s FANTASTIC!”
“Did I ever tell you that you’re weird?” Ron said grinning, “It
doesn’t change the fact that I love you more than anybody can
love anybody, but you are weird.” He put his arm around her
shoulder and led her to the ladder that led to the opening of the
manhole like entrance to the bomb shelter they were in. On the
long climb up, Ron took advantage of the fact that Hannah’s naked
hairless cunt was clearly visible from under the shirt and stuck
his tongue in it, sucking it all the way up. By the time she
reached the top Hannah was seriously cumming once more in Ron’s
mouth.
Allowing herself to finish cumming, and letting Ron clean her
off, Hannah finally open the hidden entrance to the bomb shelter
and came out on the small hidden plateau on the beach. Stepping
completely out they found John, Don, Lana, and Ana outside
looking seriously concerned.
“What the hell have you two been doing?” Lana screamed. “You know
how worried everyone has been! You couldn’t take one minute away
from your lovemaking to answer the phone and say, ‘don’t worry
we’re fine!’”
Ron looked at Hannah and said, “is it that time of the month
already?”
“I think she’s a day or two early this month,” Hannah said.
“Listen,” Ron said, “I’m sorry about worrying everybody but
believe it or not we just woke up. We had a bit of a tiring night
and somehow ended up missing all of today.”
Hannah bent down to help roll the cover stone that hid the bomb
shelter entrance back into place and John caught sight of her
butt as her shirt rolled up, “I see what you mean,” he said
smiling.
“Oh shit,” Lana said going over and pulling Hannah’s shirt up to
get a good look at her ass. “how could you, you Bastard!” She
dropped to her knees in front of Hannah’s ass and starting
kissing and licking her butt cheeks, she then stuck her tongue in
the crack to lick and sooth the inner cheeks, finally sticking
her tongue in Hannah’s ass and tongue fucking her ass for a
while.”
“Lana,” Hannah said, “it’s okay, but if you keep on like that
you’re going to kill me with over-joy, I’ve already had more than
my share in the last 24 hours.”
“So is there any particular reason we were woken up?” Ron asked,
looking to change the subject.
“Oh,” Ana said, “Mom and Dad have wanted to have a family meeting
all day. We better go.”
As Lana helped Hannah climb over the rocks that kept the man-made
plateau hidden from the regular beach goers she took one last
opportunity to tongue Hannah’s ass and as she helped push her
over the rock, to stick her fingers in Hannah’s still somewhat
tender hole.
As they all walked across the beach, Hannah took a moment to
whisper to her two sisters, “I did it, I ejaculated! I’ll fill
you both in later.”

*****

Two hours later, the family gathered in the large family room to
hear what Stan and Laura had to say.
“Hannah,” Laura said concerned, “don’t you want to sit down?”
“I think I’ll stay standing,” Hannah said smiling, “I don’t want
to risk anything like what just happened in the dining room
happening in here.”
“The sofas and love seats in here are much softer than the dining
room chairs, I doubt you’ll have another orgasm attack and start
cumming on them,” Laura said.
“And it isn’t like most of them aren’t stained with cum already
anyway,” Lana added.
Ron was sitting on one of the single recliners in the room and
said, “Just come here and sit with me Honey, we’re suppose to be
getting reconnected anyway.”
Stan watched amused as Hannah went happily over to Ron and,
having her cunt swallow his cock, sat down on his lap. “You two
will be paying attention right?”
“Of course Dad,” Ron said, “So what’s your news?”
Looking around Stan asked, “Well, before I say anything how about
you all tell me a little about how things are going with you.
This is our first meeting of this type in months. How have you
all been; anything new happening? Have you finally chosen that
vehicle you’ve been trying to buy all school year?”
The kids smiled at this last question and John said, “Almost
there Dad, now that Ana and Don finally have their licenses we
can get to work on buying one.”
“I still don’t know why we had to wait until we all had
licenses,” Lana said angrily.
Stan looked surprised by her outburst and whispered to Laura, “Is
it that time already?”
Ana snapped jumpily, “Because we’re all going to own it and we
should all be able to drive on the very first day, and we aren’t
going into that again!” Quickly changing the subject she said,
“How is Dr. Lewis? Patty wanted to know if there’s anything she
can do to help with the memorial service for his sister.”
“He’s pretty much set. He’s had all the arrangements ready for
months. He knew that when it happened it could be just like it
was, at the moment.”
“When is the service?” Laura asked.
“Tomorrow, he asked me to say something at the church and I
prepared a small speech that focuses on Mabel, her young death,
and the need to be aware of the STD danger out there. I’ve asked
all the OHPF members to attend.”
“Well I’m very proud of your work this year dear,” Stan said,
“you’ll never really know the number of lives you may have helped
save.”
“I’ll tell Patty about tomorrow’s service,” Ana said, “I know
she’ll want to be there too.”
“How is everything with Ms. Clark,” Laura asked, “She’s had no
more trouble with Principal Green?”
“I doubt she’ll ever have trouble there again. Principal Green is
an unofficial member of OHPF now,” Lana said, “the relationship
between her, Le-Ann and Wei-Lu has really escalated.”
“I knew they’d be perfect for each other,” Ana said proudly,
“just like me and Patty.”
“Well, since there are three of them involved,” Lana said, “it’s
more like Randy, Katrina and me.”
“How is that working out?” Laura said suspiciously.
“It’s fine, they both accept that I love them both equally and
they’ve started having a really hot relationship themselves even
when I’m not around.”
“And that doesn’t bother you,” John said frowning.
“No,” Lana said, “I love and trust both of them and want them to
feel the same way about each other.”
“I don’t think I’d ever be able to be in a relationship like
that,” Don said, “Ja—Harry is enough for now. By the way, I
talked with Harry the other day and he’s going to be working for
you over the summer Dad.”
“Yes,” Stan said, “Mr. Carson told me last night, and talking
about the summer, that is what this meeting is truly about, our
first entire summer together and what to do.”
“Well towards the middle of July they all have to come to summer
camp with us. We’ve really been looking forward to it.”
Stan turned his head to see who had spoken and saw Debbie walk in
followed by Katrina and Jason. It had been Katrina that had
talked.
Seeing how Hannah was sitting, Katrina went over to Lana and sat
on her lap. Lana immediately started playing with Katrina’s twat
and that incredible clit she had fallen so much in love with.
Debbie walked over to John and also sat on his lap saying, “we
brought applications to Sun View Hill Summer Camp; they should be
filled out as soon as possible.”
“Summer camp,” Lana said hugging Katrina tightly by the back, “I
always wanted to go to summer camp.”
“Fantastic,” Don exclaimed, “I really want to try some of the
water activities like kayaking or rafting.”
Stan and Laura looked a bit put off and Stan said, “Kids, we were
sort of hoping to spend the summer together.”
“Summer can be a long time, Dad,” Ron said. “There should be time
for the family to do something together during the first half
while still leaving us the last half for summer camp.”
Thinking a little Laura suddenly said, “You know, Stan, the last
half does cover our first anniversary and I sort of had dreams of
spending it the way we did our honeymoon, on Josie and Henry’s
yacht in the middle of some ocean.”
Stan, who had been frowning, suddenly smiled at the prospect of
another deep sea getaway. “Well, I guess hoping to spend 3 months
somewhere with the kids would be too much.”
“Thee months,” Ron questioned, “don’t the two of you work?”
“I’ve been given an extended vacation as a special bonus for
making ‘Employee of the Year’ I just have to check in daily with
my staff via the internet.”
“Wow,” Lana said proudly, “congratulations Dad.”
“Yeah,” Ron said, “‘Employee of the Year’ in less than a year.”
“So that still leaves us the first half of the summer,” Stan said
moving on, any suggestions how to spend it?”
“A lot of people back pack across Europe,” Hannah said happily
(the happiness came from the fact she had just cum and not from
the thought of a trip to Europe.)
“Somehow I think a European vacation for 8 might blow our
budget,” Stan said, “especially if the six of you want to come
back and go to summer camp.”
“We can stay in the country and go to a Hawaiian Luau,” Ana said
hopefully. “Patty will be there the first half of the summer and
she asked if I’d join her. But she’s going to be with her family
and I’m not sure I want to meet them, not alone anyway. Patty
admitted they don’t approve of certain things.” Then smiling she
said, “but it might be easier to meet her family if my family was
there.”
“I think we should just go camping like we’ve always done,” John
said.
“I’d like to take a road-trip,” Ron said, “a cross-country road
trip.”
“John is the oldest and smartest,” Debbie protested, then
remembering it was a family meeting added, “not that this is my
meeting of course.”
“Hey,” John said, “whatever we do, I expect you to join us, you
are definitely family,” he looked around the room as if daring
anyone, even his parents, to contradict that.
“I like the idea of a road trip,” Lana said, “it sounds
exciting.”
“Well, I’ve always wanted to go camping,” Ana said, “I mean
really camping.”
“Why don’t you do both,” Katrina added.
“Don’t be silly,” Lana said, “reaching around her and grabbing
her tits, “there aren’t enough days to take a road trip, go
camping, and then go to summer camp while Mom and Dad go on
another Caribbean Cruise.”
“You can take a road trip tour of the different camp resorts in
the mountain areas,” Katrina said.
“A road trip and camping at the same time,” Ron said smiling
looking over at John.
“I like it,” John said smiling back.
“Now that’s what I call a compromise,” Stan said, also smiling,
“and I like it too, how about the rest of you?”
“It sounds great Dad,” Don said casting a weird look in Jason’s
direction and hoping no one noticed, “I can’t wait to get on the
road.”
“I can’t wait to roast marshmallows over and open fire while
telling ghost stories,” Ana said.
“Can I really come,” Debbie asked hopefully.
“Absolutely,” Stan said, “We’ll have to get a pretty large RV for
the trip, but what’s one more.”
Lana gave a loud, obviously fake cough and everyone turned to
where her fingers were now busy in Katrina’s cunt as she kissed
her back.
“Right,” Stan said understanding, “well, Pietro and Amy will be
staying to supervise some work that will be done in the backyard
while we’re away, so when I say one more, I mean one more than
the ten that would normally be going.” He looked over at Jason
and smiled saying, “I take it you will be going with us?”
“You bet!” Jason said smiling and looking at Don, but then
quickly looking away.
“Maybe we should rent two RVs,” John said.
“One extra large one should be fine; the majority of you will be
sleeping in tents at the different resorts.” Stan said.
“What’s going to be happening in the backyard,” Lana said
suddenly as Pietro and Amy entered with some trays filled with
snacks and sodas.”
“That is a surprise,” Laura said, “don’t worry about it.”
“So, I take it this meeting is over,” Ron said, starting to pump
Hannah more strongly.
“Absolutely,” Stan said, “and I like your idea for a finale son.”
He grabbed Laura and pushing her back in the couch stuck his cock
deep in her wet pussy.
John also was already deep into pumping Debbie said, “I like it
too.”
Ana grabbed Katrina right off Lana’s lap and to an angry Lana
said, “This clit belongs to you and you can use it any time you
want, so how about sharing it for once.”
Ana pulled Katrina to the floor onto herself where Katrina
instantly started pumping Ana’s pussy with her magic clit.
Lana continued looking annoyed for a few minutes but then pushing
Jason onto the floor, straddled his cock and burying it deep in
her pussy began to ride her. He actually did not seem as
overjoyed about this as he was when they first met. That is until
Don walked behind Lana and pushing her completely onto Jason,
began pumping her ass. Lana could feel the two cocks in her
constantly meeting, separated only by a thin membrane somewhere
between her cunt and her anus. She had the strangest feeling that
neither of the guys pumping her even noticed she was between
them. Then Pietro came over to them and kneeling before Lana’s
head presented his cock to her mouth and she sucked it in
joyously, the thought of a good mouthful of warm hot Pietro cream
always helped wash all other thoughts away.
Amy, searching for a way to join in the fun walked over to where
Katrina was pumping Ana and, sitting on Ana’s face, had Ana suck
her cunt deeply. Bending forward, Katrina was able to suck Amy’s
ass at the same time. Amy gave a small sigh thinking, “Home sweet
home, it’s just like you always wanted it Mom!”

The End




The Story Continues In:

Triplet X Love Times 2
Book 3
PLEASURES OF CAMPING