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 The Climb to Contentment

   By Cablock 10-11-03 Cablock_7@hotmail.com

   Chapter One

   "Do you want to be home schooled?  Is that what you want?" Jim asked his
fourteen year old daughter Jamie.  "Your mother and I have discussed this
with you enough times I think!"



   "No sir." Jamie replied with a tear in her eye.



   "Then obey the rules or that is exactly what we will do." Jim growled at
his daughter who had been a couple of hours late getting home from school.
She had gotten home after dark again which really angered him.  He was not
going to raise his children as heathens which is what every other family he
knew seemed to be doing.



   Jim gave his daughter a firm stare as he thought about how many more
times he was going to go through this scene before he said to hell with it.
This would mean his wife Rachel would have to quit her job as a teacher's
assistant, which meant giving up her salary which the family really needed,
and begin home schooling their three kids.



   None of their kids, Greg 16, Jamie 14, or Lisa 12 wanted home-schooling,
the girls especially.  They saw this as the end of their social lives,
pleading with their parents not to do this as it would mean losing all of
their friends which would "warp" them for life.  Greg seemed most concerned
about losing out on extracurricular activities feeling he could get over
seeing his friends on a daily bases, after all there was always weekends.
Jim and Rachel tried to reassure their son that it was likely the local
school would still allow him to participate in after school activities just
as if he was a regular student.



   "Now drop your pants young lady and let's get this over with." Jim
always had to deal with a ting of guilt when he spanked Jamie, as part of
him felt she was too old for this but in the end he always came to the
conclusion that for now martial punishment was the best he could do to
control the situation.  He and his wife put in long hours at work and just
did not have the energy as of late to work out a better solution.  Besides,
he did feel considerable satisfaction after administering a sound spanking;
he was after all a bit of a control freak.  He understood that this feeling
of euphoria was in part sexual in nature; after all he got a much bigger
rush from spanking his daughters then his son whom he no longer spanked. 
Greg was much more responsive to being shammed then spanked.



   Jim would have to hide his erection for a few minutes after spanking
Jamie.  He could manage that as the payoff later that day would be worth
it. He and Rachel would have a great time in bed later on when he rode her
from behind.  "Damn", he thought as he fixed his eyes on the panty clad
target Jamie presented, his wife really got into that type of fucking after
a disciplinary session.  Rachel would be moaning like a bitch in heat as he
slapped the cheeks of her ass while he fucked her doggy-style.

   The rest of the family listened quietly from the kitchen where they
could not see what was going on in the living room but each could imagine
the seen as each, including Rachel, had gone through this numerous times.
Jamie would be standing up against a chair or other piece of furniture with
her pants around her ankles as her dad laid into her panty covered ass with
considerable force.  Jim made sure a spanking not only humiliated but hurt.



   A piercing slap followed by a troubled "ONE", which was voiced by Jamie.
It was the victim's job to count aloud the strokes and to ponder how many
more there would be as Jim never told before hand.



   Rachel kept a solemn look on her face as she looked from Lisa to Greg
and listened as Jamie counted slowly to fifteen.  She would be sore for a
day her mother thought, hoping that the lesson would be remembered.  Jim
was in charge of this family and the kids needed to be reminded that his
word, and almost to the same extent her word, was law in this household. 
She tried to put out of her mind thoughts of the sex she and Jim would have
later but thoughts of being dominated by an aroused husband often won out
over other thoughts.  "Damn", she though to herself with some guilt, "I'm
really horny."



   Jim and Jamie returned to the kitchen and the family sat down for the
evening meal.  Jamie's eyes were red and she was sniffling as well as
fidgeting in her chair.  She kept her eyes fixed on her food and hoped the
meal would go quickly.



   Jim sat pondering for a moment then announced the decision he had
privately come too.  "I'm going to give someone else disciplinarian status
over you kids", as he looked from Jamie to Lisa.



   The kids did not understand what there father meant but it sounded
ominous.



   "Greg", there father said, "I'm going to put you in charge of Lisa and
Jamie during the day when your mother and I are at work.  You will place
all other activities secondary to this task ...  no exceptions!"



   There was a moment of silence before Greg finally ventured an "I'm not
sure what you mean dad."



   "In other words you will be home when ever it is appropriate for Lisa
and or Jamie to be in this house during those times that your mother and I
are unavailable.  Much like you have been doing already but to a much
greater degree."



   Everyone had stopped eating and was now listening intently to Jim.



   Jim went on to say.  "I know we have tried to arrange your schedule,
Greg, so that you are at home after school when your sisters are but it has
not always worked out.  We have had times when the two of them have been
alone and your mother and I do not want that.  They are two young ladies
and as such should be chaperoned whenever possible."



   Lisa did not like the sound of this and was pretty sure that Jamie was
not going to either but had the suspicion that Jamie had not caught on yet
to the just of the conversation.  Jamie could be a bit dense at times.



   "Lisa!" Jim growled.  He had gotten the impression from her body
language that she was thinking she might have something to say about the
arrangement.  She needed to be reminded that she did not.



   "You will do as you're told by me, by your mother and BY YOUR BROTHER!
Is that clear?"



   "Yes sir." Lisa sheepishly replied.  When her father said things like
this with the conviction in his voice that he now had she knew the law had
just been laid down.  Thoughts of her brother lying on the couch lording
over his sisters came to her mind and she found it not unappealing.  She
loved her brother, he was actually a pretty good guy and as such she liked
pleasing him.  She just hoped he did not make her fetch things for him all
the time ...  that would get old real quick.



   Lisa focused again on what her father had been saying just in time to
catch him say "...if he needs to he has my permission to spank either of
you.  And if I find out that you or Jamie resist when he decides to spank
you there will be hell to pay."

   Greg was not enjoying this conversation at all.  Sounded to him like he
was getting stuck with a whole lot more work after school and was going to
take the blame for everything that happened with his sisters from now on.
Spanking had some appeal but he did not want his sisters to hate him.



   "We will discuss this later this evening after your mother and I talk
things over.  You kids cleanup the dishes and attend to your homework and
other chores."



   Jim motioned to his wife, saying "come on dear lets leave them to
contemplate, I'm sure they will come up with some questions." He and Rachel
then proceeded up the stairs to the master bedroom.







   Jim closed the door to the bedroom and then spoke to Rachel in a tone of
voice that conveyed both authority and urgency.  "Show me your tits honey".



   Rachel quickly stripped off her blouse and removed her bra and presented
her tits to her husband.  She expected him to caress her in a hurried but
gently fashion but was surprised when he firmly grabbed both her nipples
and pulled upward until she exhaled sharply.



   "I'm going to ride you hard!" was all he said as he released her right
nipple with his left hand and grabbed her hair pulling her head back to
allow him to suck on the nap of her neck.  He nearly gave her a strong
hickey then and there but refrained himself, she did have to be presentable
at school the next day after all.



   He began telling her what he was about to do to her using an occasional
vulgar word knowing that Rachel abhorred vulgarities but at times got
turned on by him when he used them.  "Going to mount you from the rear baby
...  going to slap that fine ass of yours until it glows red."



   As he spoke to her he continued to control the movement of her head,
keeping it tilted back, while alternating between pulling sharply upward on
her left tit and gently rotating it between his fingers.  Rachel tried at
times to relieve the pressure on her tit by both standing on her tiptoes
and using her hands to grasp her husbands waist and push her self upward
all the time moaning "umm ...  umm".



   Jim decided to exert a little more control over Rachel then he normally
did as she was really getting excited and he figured he could get away with
more so long as they both enjoyed it.



   "Put your hands behind you baby and keep them there."



   Rachel complied while letting out a moan followed by a drawn out "p l e
a s e" as he pulled a little bit harder on her hair and on her tit.  He
would then release her tit momentarily so he could slap Rachel on the ass.
The fabric of her skirt muffled the impact but Jim silently hoped that the
kids could hear it down stairs anyway and considered making sure that later
on when he rode Rachel that the slapping would be a lot louder.



   "Hush." Jim commanded as he let up on her.  "Time for me to drop a load
in you baby ...  time for you to please me."



   "Yes...yes" she responded as Jim directed her to the bed while helping
her remove her skirt and panties while almost simultaneously stripping
himself.



   She positioned herself as directed, on her knees and elbows in the
center of the bed.  He moved up quickly behind her on his knees and began a
long series of slap's on her ass which she took quietly at first but then
voiced a "please not so hard dear".



   He ignored her stating instead "you have forgotten to count" after which
he almost added the word "slut" but figured he would be pushing it if he
did.



   Rachel began to count as Jim continued to spank.  He slowed, striking
sometimes high on her shapely ass and sometimes on her upper thighs.  He
also occasionally rubbed his rock hard cock along her slit gauging the
wetness of her pussy which was now soaked.



   After a few minutes he announced "Going to fuck you now baby" while he
simultaneously plunging his cock deep within her and while reaching forward
to grasp her hair.  He had pulled her hair in the past at times while he
fucked her doggy-style but now did so with more purpose.



   He was planning to cum in a short time so his thrusts quickly became
rapid in pace.  He then pulled Rachel's head back as far as he could
without truly hurting her and bringing his face close to hers he issued
commands saying "I'm going to take my pleasure now from your pussy ...you
are here at this moment only to give me pleasure."



   Rachel kept her eyes closed as her husband, and now master it would
seem, commanded her further.



   "Your are to remain silent until told otherwise.  Do you understand?"
Jim voice was raised and he was accenting every syllable.



   "Yes" Rachel replied in a voice that conveyed complete submission.



   Jim began to ride her harshly, slamming his cock into her while keeping
her head pulled backed and while raining slaps down upon her ass.



   Damn this was great Jim thought to himself as he concentrated on pulling
his cock out just the right amount so he could then slam it home again with
full force.



   Rachel kept as silent as she could; reveling in the amount of pleasure
she was obviously giving her husband.



   "Fuck ...  Fuck ...take it BITCH " he yelled as he shot his load and
then collapsed on his wife.



   He lay on top of her for a while gently caressing her ass and
maintaining control of her head my holding her long hair.  Rachel tried to
gently and slowly shift into a new position but Jim simply pulled tightly
on her hair preventing movement by her.



   She remembered to remain silent during all of this which pleased the
both of them.



   Fifteen or twenty minutes later Jim pulled his wife around so she could
lie comfortably on her back.  He spoke almost to himself, "I'm not sure I
could stop this type of sex play now even if I wanted to."



   He looked her in the eye and continued, "I expect a lot more of this
from you in the future.  Please speak up against it now or ..." He
shrugged.



   Rachel responded after a short pause, "I'm not going to speak up against
it dear.  I think that this is what you want and like and ...I want to make
you happy."



   Jim smiled at her, "Having control of you is an intoxicant second to
nothing.  It makes all of my efforts at work and elsewhere in life seem
meaningful.  I don't know that they would seem so otherwise."



   After a kiss on her forehead he said, "I don't plan to discuss with you
what I may and may not do with you when it comes to sex, or for that matter
in any other part of our relationship.  I will simply do it."



   There, he said it.  His pulse quickened as he waited for a negative or
ambiguous response like "I'm not sure why you feel this way" or "I need to
think about this dear" but instead she replied differently.



   "I will simply accept it dear", she replied, "because I love you and for
reasons I don't understand I like it when you make decisions for me."

   Jim smiled and hugged her.



   "Let's take a shower and then have a talk with the kids", Jim said.



   He was thinking while they showered about how much control he would be
able to funnel to Greg.  He now wanted to find out just how far a man (and
his son) could drive the women of the family toward complete submission. 
He wanted everyone to be happy and content and figured there was no reason,
short of scruples, why he could not accomplish the building of a household
that fit his growing desire for control.









   Chapter Two

   The whole family was gathered in the living room to hear Jim detail the
new guidelines concerning the behavior he expected of his three children
particularly his daughters.  The lecture basically centered on giving Greg
the responsibility and authority for the day to day activities of his two
sisters.  He could discipline as he saw fit and the girls had to live with
that.  If he went too far with some type of punishment then their father
would let Greg know and would then take the appropriate actions to see it
that it was not repeated.  The girls were to always cooperate when it came
to being disciplined by Greg, adding that it would be a far greater offense
to their father (and to Greg) to resist as opposed to the original
transgression.



   Jim made it clear that failure meant home schooling, like it or not.



   Everyone was quite after he finished until Rachel spoke up.



   "Girls, if you can't commit fully to this then I suggest you tell your
father now so we can save Greg a whole lot of troubles."



   Lisa thought for a moment and then replied, "We can try mom but do you
really want him to spank us, I mean I never heard of any of my friends
having brothers that do that."



   "I will not have you growing up to become any thing less then a
productive citizen." her father replied.  "What other families do is not
your concern.  Is that understood young lady?"



   "Yes, sir", Lisa replied, looking down at the floor.



   "Do you understand Jamie?"



   "Yes, sir", Jamie replied, giving her dad that "I'm here to obey look"
that she was so good at.



   Damn, Jim thought to himself, why can't all daughters be as pliable as
Jamie; the world would run so much smoother.



   "Dad", Greg said, "I think that unless we all take some sort of pledge
or maybe some sort of training we will just go back to the way we were.  I
mean I don't know if there is a way to teach Lisa and Jamie to listen to me
short of me bullying them but unless there is I don't see how I can do what
you ask."



   "Then its home schooling", Jim replied.



   "No, please dad give us a chance", Lisa pleaded, "I promise that I will
change.  Greg can tell me to do anything he wants and I'll do it.  I'll
clean his room; I'll go to bed when he tells me ...  anything I promise."



   Jim wondered if Greg's cock was hard, he knew his was, still he was
inclined to believe that the girls could not commit for long to obeying
their brother.

   "Jamie you've been pretty quiet", Jim remarked.



   "I will do it daddy like you want me to, but can Greg promise not to
spank very hard and not to tell me to do embarrassing things.  I mean I
don't want my friends to think I'm weird."



   Jim replied, "If Greg has you do things you don't like ...  well you do
them, I will not tolerate you disobeying him...then afterwards you can
always come to me and we can discuss it."



   "Will that work for you girls?" Rachel asked.



   "Yes, I think we can do it", Lisa replied as she got an enthusiastic
node from Jamie.



   "I still think we need some kind of pledge", Greg remarked.



   "I will work up a ceremony that is agreeable to everyone", Jim said, "I
will also take the next couple of days off from work to get you girls
started down the right path.  Understood?"



   Both Jamie and Lisa replied with a quick "yes, sir."



   "Until then let's start this off by you girls curtsying in front of
Greg, addressing him as sir, while looking him in the eye and promising to
obey him as you obey me", Jim said, adding "If I hear a smirk or any sign
that you are not sincere I will give both of you a spanking that will have
you sleeping on your stomach tonight because your butt will be too sore for
you to sleep on your back."



   "Please, girls", Rachel said with emotion, "if you think you can't do
this then say so."



   There was silence for a moment after which Jim glanced at Jamie and said
"Do it or tell me you can't, and don't worry about him spanking too hard,
you're a big girl, you can take it."



   Jamie got up slowly but then paused, unsure of just how to do this.



   Greg spoke up and motioned for her to come before him, "Let's just do
this Jamie, I won't abuse my authority I promise."



   "How do you address him now, Jamie?" Jim asked.



   Jamie walked up to Greg and looked him in the eye.  When she did this
she felt a great sense of relief which allowed her to continue, "Sir, I
promise to obey you as if you were daddy."



   Greg made what Jim considered a brilliant move, he reached out and
hugged Jamie tightly and kissed her on the cheek and said, "thank you
Jamie."



   Lisa then did essentially the same thing, after which everyone smiled
and all tension seemed to be lifted from the room.



   Jim paused to enjoy the moment while trying to determine if Greg had an
erection.  Jim was semi-hard and knew that a lot of pre-cum was soaking
into his shorts.  Time to ride his wife again he decided.  He then made eye
contact with Rachel, giving her a firm stare which caused her to fidget and
look down.



   "Greg, I want you to dismantle the cable connection, no more cable TV
until you establish your authority firmly with your sisters", Jim added.



   "Yes, dad", Greg replied.



   "You girls follow Greg around the house for the rest of the evening, I
want you to get used to being together while being civil to one another. 
Before you turn in tonight I want Greg to give a spanking to both of you,
and a hard one at that.  I don't want any psychological barriers to
prohibit Greg from disciplining you so let's get the first spanking out of
the way."



   Jim was rock hard now and was in the process of herding Rachel upstairs
as he spoke to the kids.  When they were in the upstairs hallway he spoke
softly to Rachel, saying "Remember when I last took pleasure from your
pussy Rachel."



   "Yes", she replied.



   "About a couple of hours ago wasn't it ...  well I'm about to do it
again." As they entered the bedroom he continued, "And I just might shoot a
load down your throat."



   This shocked Rachel, she gave him head occasionally but he never came in
her mouth, always preferring to shoot on her tits...she did not care for
the taste of cum.



   She did not say anything though but simply waited for Jim to direct her
which he did, placing her on her knees next to the bed.  Jim closed the
door and addressed his wife.



   "Your going to obey aren't you?"



   "Yes", Rachel replied.



   "Tell me what you're going to do Rachel."



   "I'm going to pleasure you with my mouth", Rachel replied.



   Jim was not surprised she did not use a term like "blow-job" or even use
the word "cock".  Rachel was a lady and ladies did not say such things. 
Jim decided he was going to force such words out of her.



   "Use the words "cock" and "cum" to describe what I'm going to have you
do", Jim demanded.



   Rachel looked at him briefly but avoided his eyes and then said, "I'm
going to suck on your cock and watch you cum."



   "Watch me cum Rachel!" Jim growled, "Your going to get at least twenty
slaps on the ass honey for not saying it right.  Now tell me how your going
to swallow every drop of my cum." He then grabbed her by the hair and
forcefully draped her over the edge of the bed exposing her ass which was
still covered.  He then lifted her skirt and violently pulled down her
panties.



   "Say it Rachel", he commanded.  He then laid into her bare ass with ten
quick strokes using nearly all the force he could muster.



   The slapping sounds were surprisingly loud to both of them and Jim had
no doubt that the kids could hear it.  Rachel was not thinking of the sound
but rather the pain.



   "Ow ...  ow ...  ow, oh please, please", Rachel pleaded.



   "You know what you are to say bitch, now say it", Jim demanded.



   He had stopped spanking her and was once again directing her to her
knees by pulling on her hair.



   "Keep your skirt up so I can see your pussy."



   Rachel quickly complied.



   "Now say it", Jim demanded again but now I want you to plead for the
privilege.



   Rachel quickly caught her breath and said, "...please sir, I know I am
to suck your cock and swallow every drop of your cum.  It is my place to do
so as you desire.  If there is anything else I can do to please you, please
tell me."



   "Damn right", Jim touted, "there is some other things.  After you blow
me I'm going to take a little knap during which you will shave your pussy
bald.  Got it!"



   "Yes, sir", Rachel urgently replied.  She was not sure how she would
accomplish the shave but determined to do her best to get it done quickly.



   "After I'm rested and have fingered your bald pussy I'll get back to
finishing the spanking since you failed to count out the strokes." Jim then
stripped off his clothes, walked up to his kneeling wife and stuck his cock
into her mouth.  Working his cock in and out while pulling on her hair was
really making his day.  The slurping sounds, mixed with the sounds of her
frantic breathing, was music to his ears.



   When she let her skirt slip down too much he slapped her face, not too
hard but hard enough to get her complete attention.



   "Up with the skirt Rachel", he commanded.



   He then paused, taking his cock out of her mouth.  He looked down at her
while she caught her breath and lifted her skirt higher.  It was good to be
in control he thought.  I wonder how far I can push her...damn I'll bet she
would bring Jamie up here right now to watch her blow me if I told her too.
Don't think she would let Jamie participate yet but maybe I can work up to
that, though I'm not sure I would ever do it.  Don't want to break by
little girl's heart, have to get Jamie to want to watch first.  Not sure if
it can be done.



   Jim stuck his cock back in and told Rachel, "I'm going to shoot cum down
your throat baby, get ready." He quickened his thrust trying to get as much
cock down her throat as he could but backing off just in time to prevent
her from gagging.



   Jim planned to face fuck her a while longer but wanted Rachel to think
he was about to shoot.  After all anticipation was half the fun.



   Rachel was doing her best, lots of pre-cum was now seeping down her
throat but so far it was not bothering her.  She tried to prepare herself
for when he came hoping desperately that she would not gag.  She was really
starting to get off on pleasing her husband, it gave her a high that lasted
much longer then any orgasm and blotted out most of the discomfort he was
causing her.



   "Your hot baby", he was saying to her, "damn you look sexy sucking on my
cock.  You're a fine...  fine...  bitch and I'm going to cream down your
throat any second."



   Jim was toying with her now; he had been saying he was close to coming
for the last 3 or 4 minutes.  When Rachel started showing signs of fatigue
he decided to end this face fuck.



   "I swear bitch, if you don't swallow all my cum I'm going to take a belt
to your ass until it's stripped liked a tiger's", Jim said to her as his
balls tightened as did his grip on her hair.



   "Fuck...Fuck ...  F U C K", he yelled as he came, "Take it...  take it".



   When his balls were drained and Rachel had stopped her swallowing he
pulled her head back and said to her, "You're a damn good cock sucker
Rachel, damn good." He purposely used her name instead of calling her baby
or bitch as he thought this would drive her even further into submission,
preventing her from separating their love play from other aspects of their
relationship.



   Chapter Three





   Rachel was lost in thought as she prepared breakfast.  She had so many
things to remember to do today and so many things to think about.  Jim had
instructed her the night before to commit to overtime at the school where
she worked as a teacher's aid.  "But don't count on using that extra money
for anything, I've got it earmarked for equipment and the like...  things
to enhance our play" Jim had said.



   She was a bit apprehensive and yes ...  she had to admit to herself a
little excited.  They had not employed sex toys much in their marriage and
she was wondering what was available these days at one of those disgusting
adult bookstores located downtown.  Her pulse quickened as she pictured Jim
walking into one and picking out a dildo for her or ...  god forbid ...  a
paddle or some other leather object.  She just hoped he was discrete, she
did not want to have to explain to her friends why her husband was seen
leaving a sex shop.



   Jamie and Lisa came into the kitchen and greeted their mother with a
kiss on the cheek.



   "You girls doing ok" Rachel asked.



   "Our bottoms are sore...Greg really hits hard" Lisa replied as she
thought to herself "before today I would have used the word 'butt' instead
of 'bottom'" but she now felt that she should not risk being overheard by
dad or Greg as she just might get spanked for it.



   Rachel and Jamie each let out a chuckle to her obvious reference to the
spanking Greg had been instructed to give her and Jamie yesterday evening.



   "Don't be overheard Lisa!" Rachel warned, "I'm not going to get between
you and Greg when it comes to a spanking."



   Rachel was a little unsure as to her place in this new order that Jim
had established but was content in the belief that Jim would instruct her.
He had done some of that last night, telling her not to be concerned about
being home less in order to work overtime as Greg would fill in for her. 
"You are to concentrate more on pleasing me." He had said, adding "you are
becoming by dream wife, I want as much of your time as I can have.  I want
you thinking of me when we are apart, all other burdens shall be lifted
from you my love."



   Jim walked into the kitchen and greeted them each with a kiss on the
cheek and a cheerful "good morning." After which he instructed the girls to
go assist Greg with anything that he needed before they went off to school.



   When they had left the kitchen he went up to Rachel and placed a hand in
the small of her back and then slid his fingers down under the waist band
of her slacks and panties.  "Kind of hard to get access to your pussy
Rachel when your wearing pants." He said softly.  "See that it does not
become a habit ...  understand?"



   "Yes dear" Rachel replied.



   "The correct response is 'Yes sir'." Jim said in a slow deliberate
fashion.



   "Yes sir" Rachel responded.



   "Pick up some KY-jelly honey before you get home from work." He said in
a casual tone.  "I will be plumbing the depths of your ass later today I
think."



   Rachel looked into Jims eyes looked away then looked back.  Jim was sure
he had just ignited a little lust in her.



   "Now go up stairs and change dear." He then hugged her close and
whispered in her ear "I want to feel some wet panties before you go off to
work today...  understand?"



   "Yes sir."



   He then sent her off toward the stairs with a sharp smack on her ass
that produced a little squeal from her.  "Damn...  what a babe I have to
train" he said to himself.







   When Greg came into the kitchen Jim questioned him about how things were
going with the girls.  Greg replied that things were going good so far and
when asked whether he found slapping a fine female ass to his liking Greg
seemed to relax a bit and laughed with his dad.



   "Training a girl, whether a lady like your mother, or young ones such as
your sisters, does not have to be a burden Greg." Jim ventured.  "As long
as you take this seriously I see no reason why you...  and myself also...
can't get our rocks off so to speak."



   Jim used to talk with his son like a buddy would from time to time but
had not done so for while.  Greg missed that and was pleasantly surprised
by his dad's tone.



   "Don't get me wrong buddy...everyone needs to be happy and content, and
there is no reason why the girls can't be instructed to put you and I first
and still be completely happy.  Follow me son?"



   "Yea dad!"



   "I don't think that all families should be this way, Greg, I have simply
made the decision that our family will be this way and I intend to see that
it gets done."



   Jim continued, "You and I can take a lot of the burdens in life off the
girls and put them on our shoulders.  They will come to appreciate this
buddy.  Girls have a tougher life out there being more vulnerable and all.
This will allow them more time to be ...  well girls."



   Rachel had just walked in and was now wearing a dress.



   "You look much better in a dress dear." Jim remarked.



   "Thank you dear" she responded.



   "Greg, go and see that the girls don't come into the kitchen until I say
it is ok." Jim was staring hungrily at his wife when he said this and was
wondering if Greg noticed.



   When Greg walked out Jim lifted up Rachel's dress and felt for a wet
spot on her panties...  he was not disappointed.



   Rachel kept nervously glancing back toward the living room and final
worked up the courage to say "Please honey I don't want you to be doing
this in the kitchen."



   "I'm not asking for permission." Jim said in a low tone as he pushed
aside her panties and worked two fingers into her pussy.  He then began to
work them in and out at a good pace.



   "You got yourself wet quick upstairs...how did you do it ...  or were
you simply wet by the time you got to the bedroom?"



   "A little of both." She said softly.  "I played with myself through my
panties before putting the dress on."



   "Good...  good," Jim replied as he stared intently at her face while
increasing the pace of the finger-fuck.



   "Think I can bring you off?" Jim asked.



   "I don't know...  I'm really not comfortable." She complained.



   "Close your eyes and let yourself go." Jim instructed as he grabbed her
hair with his free hand and pulled her head back and slightly to the side
so that anybody who looked in to the kitchen would see that 'she was under
control.'



   Rachel was moaning regularly now and had grabbed Jim's wrist to try and
control the pace.



   "Put your left leg up on the counter and put your hands behind you" Greg
hissed as he finger-fucked her faster.  After a couple of minutes or so he
temporarily let go of her hair so he could loosen a couple of buttons of
her dress then he managed to get her right tit to flop free of the dress.
After grabbing her hair again he took in as much tit flesh as he could into
his mouth, just above the nipple and proceeded to suck as hard as he could.



   She had been moaning "ooh...ooh...  ooh" until he started the hickey
after which she began moaning "nooh...  nooh." Her pussy was now beginning
to grip his fingers and Jim could feel a tremor coming forth from within
her.



   "Cum...  baby...  cum" Jim said loudly.



   "Ogod ...ogod...  ooogoood." Streamed forth from Rachel's mouth as she
came.

   "That's it baby ...  that's it" Jim continued to say until Rachel began
to slump back on to the counter which was when Jim slowed his
finger-fucking down to about a stroke every other second.  He helped Rachel
lie prone on the counter, moving the toaster out of the way so she could
put her head down.



   Jim then pulled his fingers out of her pussy and stuck them between her
lips.  Rachel accepted them willingly.



   "You're a beautiful obedient bitch Rachel" Jim remarked, after which he
walked toward the living room.



   All three kids were sitting in the living room; Jim guessed Greg had
instructed them to sit.  Lisa had an apprehensive look on her face, Jamie
was mostly staring at the carpet and Greg was trying to look cool, putting
on an air of nonchalance.



   "Time for you kids to get off to school isn't it?"



   "Yea it is dad" Greg replied.  "Come on Jamie ...  Lisa let's go." Greg
then motioned for the girls to head out the normal way which was through
the kitchen.



   When the kids entered the kitchen they found their mother sitting at the
table trying to compose herself.



   "Have a good day at school girls." Rachel said.  She avoided making eye
contact with Greg who kissed her on the cheek then ushered his sisters out
the back door.



   Jim came into the kitchen after the kids left.  "You got time for a
blow-job honey" he asked.



   "No" Rachel replied as she squatted in front of her husband.  She then
unzipped his fly and began fishing out his cock which was rock hard.



   "I want you to get used to squatting...  'Cause you look so damn sexy
down there."



   She began sucking and licking his cock and managed to free his balls
from his pants.  Rachel was planning to implement all sorts of oral moves
but was cut short when Jim grabbed her hair with both hands.



   "Put your hands on your knees...  time to turn this into a face-fuck."
Jim commanded.



   He watched in ecstasy as his wife's red lips moved up and down on his
cock.

   "Baby I'm going to pull out before I come and shoot my load on the
floor" he announced.



   "Know why!" he said in a rhetorical tone.  "Because then I can watch you
lick it up baby...  That will give you an incentive to have the girls keep
the kitchen floor clean."



   He was really getting turned on now and thought to him self, "time to
use the bitch word."



   "Bitch are you ready to do this?" he blurted out.



   Rachel could only mumble a reply.



   "Hard to talk with a big old cock in your mouth ...  uh BITCH" Jim spat.



   Another minute passed with Jim pumping his cock in and out of Rachel's
mouth by half thrusting his hips and half pulling her head forward by her
hair.



   "Time to shoot!" he yelled as he pulled out and took two steps back.  He
grabbed his cock with his right hand and jerked it furiously before a load
of cum shoot out onto the floor.



   "Lick it up" Jim barked as he flopped into a chair.



   Rachel, already resigned to her fate, dropped to her hands and knees
before the closest puddle of cum.



   "Get your knees off the floor Rachel." Jim commanded.



   Rachel struggled but finally managed to get her mouth near the drop of
cum while keeping her knees off the floor.



   "Stop!" said Jim.  "Your going to soil your dress ...  come here."



   Jim pulled the dress over Rachel's head, smug with the knowledge that he
was prolonging her distress by causing a delay in her licking.



   "Do it now honey ...  but go very slow...  I like to watch that sexy
tongue of yours soak up my cum."



   She positioned herself again and reached out slowly with her tongue and
scoped up the first drops.  Rachel felt like she was having an out of body
experience and pondered why she gave no thought to disobeying Jim.



   Jim stroked his cock while he directed Rachel to go slower then she was.
Her arms began to tremble after she had licked up the four closest cum
drops.  Jim then commanded her to stop.



   "Get up." He said, "Now squat." Jim then reached down from his chair and
scooped up the rest of the cum one drop at a time with a finger, placing
each on Rachel's tongue while he watched her face closely as she swallowed
each.



   When all the cum was gone Jim sat back in his chair and instructed
Rachel to sit in his lap.



   "You are no longer allowed to wear a bra or panties while in this
house." He told her.  "You will put them on in the garage before you leave
and take them off in there before you come in the house.  Tits like yours
should hang free and always be accessible."



   "Now put your dress on and head out to work.  I want you to drive in
with the taste of cum in your mouth."



   Rachel got dressed smiled at her husband and then headed for the
backdoor.



   "Have a nice day at work my love." Jim called out as she left.