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 Robert 2_3 (Robert Lives)

   This story takes over where "Robert Lives" part 2 left off.  I highly
recommend reading Robert 2_1 and 2_2 first.  You might want to read "The
Salt Pile" also.  This story is about a deviant little boy that begins his
life as a "Master"; with a little help from an old acquaintance of the
family.

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   By The Devil's Advocate

   1.

   Ten-year-old Linda's face was a beet red.  The ends of her long brown
hair danced in the warm summer breeze as she sat on a park bench trying to
hide her face in her hands.

   Standing just a few feet away was her 13-year-old brother, Robert.  He
had a grin on his face as he watched tears begin to escape from under her
palms.  Robert was thankful he had worn a longer than normal shirt that
day. It would help him conceal his hard cock later when they walked home.

   It was a Thursday and the siblings had been on their way home from their
last day of school.  The walk started out very well for Linda.  Not only
was it the beginning of summer vacation, but she was also absolutely
ecstatic when Robert told her that she would not have to stay with her
babysitter that day.

   Linda was starting to actually enjoy her time with her babysitter,
Nikki. However, the other girl Nikki watched (13-year old Jane) was often
at the house.  Jane somehow always manage to get Linda alone for an hour or
two each day.  It was this "alone time" that Linda dreaded so much.  Jane
made her do some of the nastiest sex things.

   It had all started out slow, but then got progressively worse.  Many
times she thought about telling Nikki, but she was afraid Nikki wouldn't
believe her.  And if it leaked to Jane then Linda knew her afternoons would
become even worse.  Linda hoped that once her relationship with Nikki got
even stronger, she would be able to convince the woman about Jane.

   Linda now wished she had told her mom, Karen, about Jane a long time
ago. But, she was too embarrassed to do so; plus, she had always hoped Jane
would just stop doing things to her.  Telling her mother now, however, was
not really an option.  Things were more complicated now.  Linda knew that
once her mother heard about Jane then Nikki would probably get into
trouble. And even if she didn't, Nikki would no longer be her babysitter.

   A part of Linda dreaded the thought of losing Nikki as her babysitter.
Linda's feelings toward Nikki were often a bit of a roller coaster ride. 
One moment, Linda felt she loved the woman.  Other times, however, Linda
wasn't so sure; especially when Nikki would make her do naughty things.

   The sex with Nikki didn't bother her as much as it used too, but that
didn't mean she necessarily enjoyed it either.  She only went through with
it because she wanted to please Nikki.  She still wasn't sure why she
wanted to please Nikki, but she guessed it must be because she was in love
with her.  Though, this feeling she had in regards to Nikki was nothing
like what Linda had always imagined love would feel like.  But, what else
could the feeling be?

   None of this, however, had anything to do with her current state of
embarrassment.  As they walked through the park, her brother had asked her
to sit down so he could tell her something.

   "You like watching mom and I at night don't you?" Robert said in a calm
voice.

   Linda's face immediately turned red with shame and embarrassment.  She
couldn't look her brother in the eyes, so she averted her gaze downward. 
Her mind was a haze as she sat there trying to think of what to say. 
Almost a minute went by before she realized that her new line of sight had
brought her gaze to her brother's crotch.  She quickly looked to the left
toward the path home, instead.

   "Don't think of running off," Robert warned her.  "You take off and I
will go straight home and tell mom that you have been spying on us."

   "I...I haven't been doing anything," Linda said a bit inconvincibly.

   Robert expected her to say something like this.  He reached into his
back pocket and pulled out a piece of paper.  Linda looked on in curiosity
and fright as he unfolded it.

   "I hid a video camera in the hallway for a week," Robert told her as he
showed her the picture.  "I captured this from the video and had to print
it out on my crappy printer, so it doesn't look that great.  But I can
assure you that the tape is much better.  If I show it to mom she won't
have any trouble figuring out what you have been doing."

   It was then that Linda covered her face with her hands.  She just
couldn't face the world right now.  The thoughts of what she had been doing
each night came rushing back to her.  She had discovered almost two weeks
ago what her brother and mom had been doing at night.

   She was woken late one night.  She remembered slowly walking toward her
mother's room and hearing the noise get louder as she approached.  She knew
she should have knocked.  Had she knocked then maybe she would have never
found out about what was going on behind that door.

   But, she hadn't knocked.  Instead, she put her ear to the door and
listened.  Even to Linda's innocent mind, it quickly became clear who was
behind the door and what they were doing.  That first night she had tip
toed back to her room and cried herself to sleep.  She felt somewhat
betrayed.  At the same time, however, she also felt rather jealous.  She
didn't want to have sex with her mom or brother, but it upset her that they
obviously wanted to have sex with each other.

   The next night, however, Linda found herself sneaking down the hall
again toward her mother's room.  She told herself she just wanted to
confirm it had not all be a dream.  But deep down she knew it was more than
just that.  She was curious what it would look like to see a man and a
woman having sex.  And even though this was her own brother and mother, it
still excited her to get the opportunity.  That night, she was both amazed
and joyful to find the door unlocked.  Once the noises started she slowly
cracked the door open so she could peek inside.  The things she seen them
do that night, and every night since, both scared and excited her.

   "Was that the first time you ever stuck a finger up your asshole?"
Robert said as he looked down at the sheet of paper.

   The captured image showed Linda kneeling in the hall looking through her
mother's door.  The girl had pulled down her panties, lifted her nightgown
to her waist and was playing with her own asshole.  Linda remembered the
moment very well.  Jane had stuck a finger up Linda's asshole several times
in the past.  However, seeing her mother being fucked up the ass had given
Linda a whole different perspective.

   Linda was in awe that her mother could take Robert's huge cock up her
ass.  While her mother was in some pain, she also seemed to be highly
enjoying it.  Linda stuck her finger up her own ass just to see if she
could get pleasure from the feeling as well.  But no pleasure came; it was
just painful.  It didn't make much sense, but for a moment, she thought
maybe it only felt good when the asshole got stretched much further.  She
tried sticking a second finger in to test the theory, but the pain just got
too unbearable as she tried to get it inside.

   Robert could have gone on talking about the videos that showed Linda
doing other "experiments", but he knew he had gotten his point across.

   "Shhh...  it's okay," Robert said as he sat down on the bench next to
her.

   He put his right arm around her and pulled her towards his chest.  Linda
accepted the embrace and even lowered her own hands in order to return it.
She knew Robert was the source of her dilemma, but it also felt very
comforting to be held by him.

   "I'm sorry," Linda whispered as her tears soaked through Robert's shirt.
"I won't do it again, I promise."

   "Don't be silly," Robert said.  "I'm not angry or anything.  It's normal
to be curious about these things.  I'm just upset you never came to me to
ask questions about sex and stuff."

   Linda pulled her head away from her brother's chest in order to look him
in the face.  Had he been serious about what he just said?

   "I...I couldn't talk to you about stuff like that," Linda whispered as
she put her head back to his chest.  To talk to one's own brother about
sex, there was no way in the world she would ever do that.  Just him
suggesting it made her feel very awkward.

   "You have to talk to someone about it," Robert said with a fake concern.
"I guess I could show mom the tapes and she could then talk to you."

   "No!" Linda said a bit too loud.

   "Maybe...  maybe I could talk to Nikki," Linda continued after a moment.

   "You can't tell her," Robert said.  "What mom and I do is illegal.  If
she tells anyone then mom could end up going to jail.  And besides, I just
don't trust that woman.  Last week I saw her necking with this young
red-headed girl in her car in the mall parking lot.  You start talking
about sex with her and I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't try to neck
with you also."

   Linda's face turned a darker shade of red at that comment.  She could
only imagine what her brother would think of her if he knew what Nikki and
her had already been doing together.  Her reaction, however, was more than
just embarrassment.  She also felt great anger.  Linda thought she was
Nikki's girlfriend.  Why would Nikki be out kissing other girls?

   Robert was glad Linda could not see his face.  He currently had a very
wide smile.  The little mall story would put a serious wrench into Vee's
(Nikki's real name) plans for his sister.  The story was made up, but he
highly doubted Linda would ask Nikki about the redhead.  Nikki had a
certain attitude about her that Robert was sure even Linda had picked up on
by now.  Linda surely knew that confronting Nikki about anything would just
make the woman very angry.

   "Come on, let's head on home," Robert said as he got off the bench and
reached out his hand to his sister.  "Mom said she would be out of the
house until 7 tonight.  So we will have plenty of time for you to ask me
all the questions you have about what mom and I have been doing."

   Robert held his sister's hand all the way home.  The closer they got the
more her hand seemed to sweat.  It turned him on that she was not looking
forward to talking to him about sex.  He also wondered if a part of her was
scared he might actually try to have sex with her.  That fear would be
misplaced, though.  He just wanted to see her squirm in her chair a bit. 
He had no intention of fucking her.  Not today anyway.

   2.

   Summer vacation meant longer days at Nikki's house for Linda.  Vee
(Nikki) had been looking forward to this day for weeks now.  She had
introduced Linda to her pussy a week earlier.  Nikki knew that Jane had
made Linda eat her pussy on many occasions, however, Nikki still got a good
blush out of Linda each time she had the little girl go down on her.

   While Linda was actually half way decent at sucking pussy, Nikki knew
that the girl would be 10 times better by the end of summer vacation. 
Nikki planned to have the little minx licking at her pussy all day, every
day.  The week prior Nikki had even measured the girl's tongue.  Linda
thought it was funny when the older woman did it.  It had all been in fun,
but Linda wouldn't have been laughing had she understood why her babysitter
was doing it.  It was a little secret game Nikki played.  She always
measured a new slave's tongue before their training got too serious; then
measure it at regular intervals as the months went by.

   For example, Jane's tongue grew almost a full inch during her training.
It wasn't just natural growth either.  Nikki could tell it had grown
because of her training.  Not only was it longer but it was much stronger.
The girl could make her tongue as hard as a bar of iron if she wanted too.
Plus, she could now lick a pussy or asshole all day long if she was ordered
to do so...  which of course Nikki had put to the test on more than one
occasion.

   Yes, Nikki had been very joyful that summer vacation had finally
arrived. That is, until Linda showed up that day.

   "What do you mean you don't feel like it?" Nikki said after Linda
refused to go down on her.

   "Can't we just watch TV?"

   A small part of Linda actually wanted to eat Nikki's pussy.  She didn't
know why though.  It was gross and a very bad thing to do.  She figured
maybe it was because she knew Nikki liked it so much.  But Linda was still
angry with Nikki for what her brother said he seen her do to the redhead.
The more she thought about it, the more it pissed her off.  She thought
Nikki loved her.  But she was starting to think that maybe she was just
using her.

   "I thought you wanted to be a lesbian," Nikki said.

   She felt silly for saying it but she was currently at a loss for words.
Most of her newer slaves are very resistant at first, but she had never had
a girl refuse her this far into her training.  Granted, she was using a
vastly different approach for Linda, but still, all the signs showed that
it had been working out just fine.

   Linda just let the statement hang in the air and focused her attention
on the television instead.  Had it been any other slave, Nikki would
currently be whipping her ass raw.  Instead, she decided to keep her anger
in check until she could think of a different course of action.  She was
pleased that Linda at least let her put her arm around the girl while the
watched TV.

   Down stairs in the basement, Robert was doing his best not to laugh or
even smile.  He knew the main camera downstairs couldn't get a good view of
his face, but it wouldn't surprise him if Nikki didn't have another camera
hidden somewhere.  He wasn't sure what he would do if Nikki found out he
was responsible for Linda's current behavior.  It bothered him that he
hadn't thought up a good contingency plan if that were to happen.  Nikki's
risky nature must be rubbing off on him, Robert figured.

   While still kind of funny to watch, the live feed action became boring
for Robert real fast.  So, he turned his attention back to the little sex
show being performed for him.  Per Robert's orders, the Sanders' sisters
were putting on a little show for him.  He had 20-year-old Sandra on all
fours.  She was out of her cage but Robert still put ankle cuffs on her
whenever Jane was in the same room.  Her training was coming along very
well, but he knew there was still a good chance she would try to escape if
she knew she could take her sister with her.

   Kneeling behind her was her 13-year-old sister, Jane.  Jane had both of
her hands on Sandra's ass.  She was using her hands to spread her sister's
cheeks open so she could have better access to the girl's asshole.  Jane
had blushed slightly when Robert had given the order, but she never
hesitated to obey.  She even looked half way enthusiastic about performing
the act.  Though, Robert was certain that most of that enthusiasm was just
an act.  An act that Nikki had long since taught her how to perform.

   Upon receiving her orders, Jane smiled at Robert and then got behind her
sister and started rimming her asshole out.  She did a good job of it also.
She first licked up and down the crack like the taste was her favorite
ice-cream flavor or something.  She then started rotating from doing this
to kissing and then tongue fucking Sandra's ass.  Some times it even looked
like the girl was trying to French kiss her sister's hole.

   It was exciting for Robert to watch.  It would have been more exciting,
however, if Jane showed more signs of embarrassment or shame.  He knew this
was all Nikki's doing.  Nikki preferred her slaves to be completely broken
in.  Sure, like Robert, she got turned on by the shame and embarrassment
slaves displayed during their training.  However, the final product of
total obedience and loyalty is what turned Nikki on the most.

   While Jane gave at least the illusion she was enjoying the act, Sandra's
expression made it very clear that she was not.  She looked both disgusted
and embarrassed.  Nikki had made Jane do this same thing a couple times in
the past and Sandra had hated it just as much then as now.  It concerned
Sandra that her little sister now seemed to cherish the act.  She could
only imagine how many hours her sister has spent rimming Nikki's asshole.

   "That's right, get that hole ready for my dick," Robert informed Jane.

   Sandra looked back over her shoulder at Robert in shock.  Was he
serious? Did he actually plan to fuck her asshole?  Sandra's embarrassment
turned to fright when she seen Robert smiling down at her while he played
with his dick.  She had seen his dick many times, but she now examined it
even closer.  It was huge!  It was at least 2 inches thick and seemed a
mile long.  Would it actually fit?

   "Don't give me that look," Robert laughed.  "You knew this day was
coming."

   It was true.  It had never been spoken out loud, but there was no doubt
in Sandra's mind that Robert was prepping her asshole for his cock.  For
weeks now Robert had made her wear butt plugs almost every day.  And each
week the plugs got slightly larger.  She hated Robert for what he was about
to do, but at the same time she was somewhat grateful to him for breaking
her ass in first with the plugs.  She knew Nikki would not have been as
kind.

   "I tell you what," Robert said to Sandra.  "I'm feeling charitable
today, I will let you choose.  I can bust your little sister's pussy cherry
today or I can bust your ass cherry."

   Robert knew Nikki would never allow him to bust Jane's cherry.  However,
he knew Sandra would protect her sister.  And he was right.  Sandra didn't
even hesitate, she nudged her sister's face away from her ass and turned so
it faced Robert.

   Jane's role in life was to please her master/mistress.  Without being
told, she rushed back to Sandra's side and used her hands to spread her
sister's ass cheeks.  Robert smiled as Sandra's blush suddenly spread to
her shoulders.  He wondered what embarrassed her the most.  Her sister's
actions, knowing that her asshole was so opening exposed, or the thought of
what was about to happen to her.  Whatever it was, Robert was about to make
it worse.

   "You did a good job sugar," Robert said to Jane.  "She looks nice and
ready.  I can handle it from here though.  For a reward, why don't you
crawl in front of your sister so she can return the favor."

   Robert almost laughed at Sandra's groan of despair.  He also noticed
that the blush did indeed spread further.  He figured Sandra's mind must
really be dizzy right now with all that blood being utilized.

   Jane's face took on a look of concern.  An instant later, however, she
masked it with a smile and then moved into position as ordered.  Robert
knew the girl was not worried about possibly having her own ass fucked. 
Her pussy might be virgin but Jane's ass definitely wasn't.  Nikki gave him
permission weeks ago to fuck it.  Robert guessed that he probably was the
first boy to fuck her ass, but Nikki had clearly stuck many toys up it in
the past.  Jane barely even grunted the first time he stuck his dick
inside. He could barely get half his length inside the girl, but she had no
problems with his width.

   No, he was certain that Jane's concern was probably just for her sister.
She knew this was probably the first time Sandra had eaten ass.  Jane
either felt sorry for her sister or possibly had a flash back of the first
time she was made to perform the act.

   Jane positioned herself on all fours with her ass just inches in front
of her sister's face.  She then reached back with one hand to pull one of
her ass cheeks to the side.  Several seconds passed, and when nothing
happened, Jane let go of the cheek and craned her head back.  Her sister
was staring back at her through tear-filled eyes.  No words were
exchanged...  none were needed.  Jane let her smile drop and she gave her
sister a knowing sympathetic look.  For an moment Robert thought he seen
Jane's eye's start to tear up.  Before any tears could form, however, Jane
turned and looked away again.  Slowly, she reached her hand back and parted
her cheek again.

   Robert's dick got painfully hard as Sandra slowly moved her head toward
her sister's ass.  She then started kissing Jane's ass cheeks.  She rotated
back and forth.  It wasn't exactly what Robert wanted, but it was a start.

   Content for the moment, Robert focused his attention on the ass cheeks
in front on him.  He grabbed hold of his dick and angled it so the head
touched the bottom of her pussy.  He then slowly slid the head of his dick
up her slit and through her ass cheeks.  He then reversed directions.  He
rubbed his dick up and down like this several times before he noticed
Sandra's hips involuntarily hump back at him slightly.  Sandra was no
virgin, but she had felt a lot of pain the first time Robert fucked her
pussy.  She quickly acquired a taste for it, however, and he knew her body
was already craving it inside her.

   "You're gonna have to earn this dick from now on," Robert whispered as
though answering her cunt's silent request.

   Jane had done a good job of lubricating the asshole, but Sandra's pussy
juice made a fine addition.  As she juiced up, Robert noticed that Sandra
had stopped kissing the ass cheeks and was now tentatively licking at her
sister's crack.  It looked like she was still avoiding the bulls eye, but
Robert knew it wouldn't be long and she would give in.

   "Oh!" Sandra let out as Robert suddenly jabbed the head of his dick past
her anal ring.

   She had not protested earlier, so Robert felt she deserved at least a
fast entry.  Had she put up an argument he would have made the initial
entry extremely slow.  Sandra would have had plenty of time to tense up and
it would have been very painful for her.  Not that either method was
completely painless.  This method was just slightly less is all.

   Sandra let out a long moan as Robert slowly pushed his dick deeper. 
Robert expected to only fit about 5 inches of his dick up her ass, but was
surprisingly pleased to see 6 inches disappear.  With a little extra
pressure the last 2 to 3 inches slid in as well.

   "I think your ass was made for fucking," Robert said as he held his dick
deep inside her.

   Robert gave her a minute to adjust to the new penetration.  When he seen
her starting to lick at her sister's ass again, he slowly withdrew his
dick. Before he was completely out, however, he stopped and slid it all the
way back inside.  He repeated this over and over...  slowly building up
speed as he went.  It wasn't long and the basement echoed with the slapping
of his hips against her ass cheeks.

   After a few minutes of this, Robert could feel Sandra lightly humping
her ass back to meet his thrusts.  Around the 5-minute mark he noticed that
Sandra was no longer avoiding her sister's asshole.  In fact, she seemed so
blinded by lust that she was savagely attacking the hole with her tongue
and lips.  A minute later he felt her body go into convulsions as she rode
out an anal climax.  His mother had these sometimes as well, Robert
wondered if all women enjoyed anal sex this much.

   Right when Sandra was starting to come down from her peak, Robert
suddenly withdrew his dick from her ass and showed it up her cunt.  The
sudden entry by the huge thing was slightly painful even in her aroused
state.  Yet, somehow it renewed her climax; it was like throwing gasoline
on a flame.  Her climax shot through the roof and the flames threatened to
burn her very soul.  When she didn't feel it was possible for the fire to
burn any hotter, Robert withdrew his dick from her cunt and slammed it back
up her asshole.

   Robert rotated back and forth like this until it appeared Sandra was on
the verge of passing out.  His dick was up her ass when he finally came to
a halt.  He just stood still behind her and enjoyed her quivering body as
she rode out the last of her climax.  Slowly, she stopped humping back at
his cock and got her breathing under control again.

   "Thank you master," Sandra said before she could catch herself.

   What shocked her was not that she had said it, but that she actually had
meant it.  This was one of the worst things she had ever had to do in her
life.  How could she willingly thank the person that made her do it?  It
made no sense to her, she was embarrassed and upset about what just
happened, yet somehow grateful to her master at the same time.  Was this
what it was like for Jane as well?  Would she some day be thankful for
everything her master made her do?  A part of her wished it was so. 
Another part, however, wept inside.

   3.

   "It's Becky isn't it?" Karen asked Robert as they sat watching her clips
from that week.

   Karen had been thinking the question since the very first day Robert
found out about her past.  She only now was getting up the courage to ask
it.

   Becky was away from the house when the local cops kicked the door down
and rescued Karen and her family so many years ago.  The authorities
promised her family over and over that they would soon catch the girl. 
However, the teen turned out to be way more elusive than they expected. 
Karen had nightmares for years afterward in which Becky found her and
locked her in the basement again.

   "You know better than to be asking questions like that," Robert smiled.
"How I found out about your past is none of your fucking business.  You're
my slave now and that is all you need to be thinking about.  Got it!?"

   A part of Robert actually wanted to let his mother know it wasn't Becky.
What Becky did to his mother was way beyond what Robert felt was
acceptable. He wished he could tell Karen what had happened to Becky as
well.  Robert had asked Vee about the girl the very first week.

   Becky had seen the cops and ran off into the night.  The girl actually
made it all the way back to her mother, Vee, in Kansas.  Vee, however, was
extremely pissed that Becky had not called to warn her that the cops had
rescued the family.  Luckily for the two, it would be another week before
the family was well enough to start providing names and additional
information.  By the time the cops started their search in Kansas, Vee and
Becky were already settling down in Mexico.

   It was at this point of the story that Robert realized for the first
time how vicious Vee actually could be.  In exchange for room and board,
Vee sold her daughter to a whore house.  Vee laughed as she recounted how
her daughter had begged for mercy.  Vee even showed him some video clips of
Becky.  Apparently, her new owner had decided to venture into the film
market and was making various flicks using the girl.  Vee downloaded them
off the owner's web site.  Becky was over 18 when the flicks were made, so
technically they were legal.  Though, some of the more recent tapes Robert
watched showed the girl performing acts he wasn't sure were legal or not;
like having sex with dogs.

   "Yes master."

   Karen's reply brought Robert out of his trance.

   Karen knew she shouldn't have asked the question; especially today.  She
got sick this week and knew she was probably going to run low on points. 
This would mean a punishment and the last thing she should be doing right
now is pissing her master off.

   God she hated this game.  She seemed to be out of the house all day
every day looking for strangers to fuck and suck just so she could earn
points for this stupid game.  It was just so humiliating to constantly be
coming onto people.  It was even more humiliating to have to watch the
videos she created via the hidden camera in her purse.  She suffered all of
this just to avoid that damn box full of punishments...  her so-called
"Hope Chest".

   "Wow, 40 points short!" Robert said as he did the final tallies.  "Did
you even try this week?"

   "I tried, master.  I really did.  But I was sick in bed for half the
week," Karen said in defense.

   "So, what you are saying is that you not only failed to meet your quota,
but you also failed to take care of my property?" Robert said.

   Karen just sighed in defeat.  There was no winning and she knew it.

   "I went 50 over last week," she pointed out.

   Robert just ignored her comment and slid the "hope chest" across the
coffee table until it was sitting in front of her.  Karen just looked in
dread at the box full of paper slips.  Robert put his hand over her eyes
and had her dig one out from the box.

   Karen grabbed one with her trembling hand and held it out to Robert. 
She kept her eyes closed even after Robert removed his hand.  She was too
scared to see what it said.  She knew Robert would tell her in a few
seconds, but that was still a few seconds she could spare herself the
thought of what horrid punishment might be written on the slip of paper.

   Karen didn't know it, but the game was rigged.  Robert knew that she
would eventually fail to meet her quota.  And if she didn't, he would
simply up that quota until she did.  So, by getting sick this week she was
actually doing herself a favor.  It meant a small delay in having her point
quota upped.

   That wasn't the only thing rigged, however.  Robert had been practicing
a little "magic act" ever since he started the game.  It was a simple
trick; he placed the slip of paper with the punishment he wanted to give
Karen in his right hand prior to entering the room.  He then used his left
hand to accept the piece of paper Karen drew from the chest.  As he moved
his left hand he used his thumb to quickly push the piece of paper down
between his pinky and ring finger.  When his left hand reached his right
one, however, he only opened his thumb, middle and forefinger.  This gave
the illusion that he was transferring the slip from his left to right hand,
when in reality the slip was already there.

   The trick was especially easy to pull off since he knew his mother's
eyes would probably be full of tears; which of course they were.

   "Kiss Linda"

   Karen stared at the slip of paper Robert was now presenting to her.  She
closed her eyes hard and opened them again hoping that somehow the act
might make the slip read something else.

   "Okay, we may have a problem," Robert said after a moment.  "When I
wrote that punishment I was thinking you would just kiss Linda for however
many points you were off; and each of those kisses would last for that
duration as well.  But I never imagined you would miss your goal by 40. 
Seriously, 40 kisses for 40 seconds each?  You would turn sis into a
lesbian by the end of the week if you did that."

   Karen looked at Robert in hope that he might let her pick another
punishment.  The grin on his face told her he had something else in mind.

   "Rules are rules, so you will still need to kiss Linda," Robert began.
"However, instead of wearing her lips out, how about you just have a little
talk with her one day about kissing and maybe demonstrate a little?  I'm
thinking 40 minutes of tape on it with several kisses to include at least
one 40 second French kiss."

   Karen just hung her head down in despair.  It was much better than the
alternative, yet it was still so very bad.

   "Hold on, I'm not done yet," Robert said as Karen began to nod her head
up and down in agreement.  "To make up for the additional embarrassment
that you will be avoiding, I'm thinking that each night you will put on a
little show for me in your room.  I'm thinking number 7."

   Karen looked down at the "Hope Chest" which had the rules of the game
taped to it.  Number seven turned out to be one she had avoided performing
so far.  It was the one in which she masturbated to climax while looking at
pictures of Linda and talking dirty about her.

   "Good, then it's a deal," Robert said when Karen didn't give a positive
or negative reaction.  "How about you make the tape this Friday when Linda
gets home from the sitter?  I will make up something about going to a
friend's house and watch from the window."

   Karen wasn't sure if the date was good or bad.  It gave her 5 days to
plan out what she was going to say to her daughter, but it also gave her a
full week to worry about actually doing it.  The only positive thing about
the punishment was that Robert said he would give her points for
masturbating each night.

   Robert was no longer in the room when Karen finally came down from her
haze of confusion and despair.  As she gathered her wits, she realized she
had to make preparations for that night.  First, she got out the family
photo album and looked for a few acceptable images of Linda.  Her options
were pretty slim since most of the photos were from many years back.  There
were only about 10 images that were less than a year old.

   Luckily, most of the images were of parties and such.  This meant that
Karen could actually focus on the other people in the photos when she
masturbated.  All the other people in the photos were underage, but at
least it was something.  She just didn't think she could cum while
fantasizing about her own daughter.

   Of course, there was still the problem of the dirty comments she had to
make.  There was a 10-year-old girl named "Alice" that showed up in 3 of
the images.  Karen decided it would be this girl she would focus most of
her attention.  The girl was cute and all of that, but the main reason
Karen picked her was that she looked nothing like her own daughter.  It
would help her block her own daughter's image out of her fantasy.  To help
her even further, Karen stared at Alice's image for over 30 minutes and
kept repeating to herself that Alice's real name was Linda.  She hoped this
little exercise would make repeating the name easier to do.

   All of the preparation was fine and dandy, but when the time finally
came that night, she found herself having a very hard time to climax. 
Karen was no stranger to masturbation, but she had never fantasized about
having sex with an underage child before.  She tried thinking about just
kissing the girl, but that was not enough.  She had to keep progressing the
fantasy further into depravity in order to get herself excited.  The things
she ended up doing to that poor little girl in her fantasy would surely get
her a one-way ticket to hell, Karen thought.  It had taken her almost a
full hour, but Karen finally managed to climax.

   She would like to have said that her own daughter never entered her
mind. But the truth was that every few seconds Linda's image kept replacing
Alice's in her fantasy.  And to her great shame, it was Linda's face she
seen as she convulsed through her climax.

   As bad as all of this was, Karen surely would have rolled up and died of
embarrassment had she known Linda was watching the whole thing.

   She wasn't watching from the door, however.  She was watching from the
closet.  Robert snuck his sister there while Karen was busy in the bathroom
with her nightly enema.  He then greeted Karen as she left the bathroom.

   "Shhh," Robert whispered to Karen as he put his index finger over his
lips.  "She's asleep already."

   He then guided his mother all the way to the master bedroom so she
wouldn't get the opportunity to check in on her daughter.  It seemed a
little odd, but Karen figured that everything with Robert seemed a bit odd
these days.

   Convincing Linda to actually hide in the closet was a lot more difficult
for Robert.

   "But why?" Linda had asked.

   A part of her actually wanted to do it.  It would mean a much better
view of what took place in the room each night.  At the same time, however,
it was just too embarrassing to do so since her brother would know she was
there.  Plus, she couldn't imagine what she would do if her mother caught
her.

   "Just do what you are told," Robert had said in a stern voice.

   Robert could have spent 30 minutes convincing Linda that this would be
good for her sex education and all that nonsense.  But, he found that his
sister seemed to respond best if he just ordered her around.  Vee had been
right about the girl, she was a natural submissive.  All of Jane and Vee's
training was really bringing that aspect to the surface.  Besides, it's not
like his sister didn't want to do it anyway.  Why else would she have spied
on them every night, Robert figured.

   Karen didn't understand why, but she got kind of tingly in her naughty
place when her brother had told her to hide in the closet.  She wasn't sure
if it was the excitement of doing it or that she was being ordered to do
it.

   As she hid in the closet, that tingling just kept growing as the night
went on.  Especially when her brother and mother got naked only a few feet
away.

   "Oh," Linda let out the sound when she seen her brother hand a pair of
dirty underwear to her mother.  It was a pair of Linda's underwear! 
Luckily, the outburst was very low and her mother had not noticed.

   Her mother looked embarrassed, but to Linda's amazement, Karen did not
protest.  She just accepted the panties.  Linda spent the next hour in
almost total shock as she watched her mother masturbate.  Not only was she
constantly sniffing at the panties, but her mom was also looking at photos
of her and saying nasty things about her.

   Linda had no idea that her own mother had such fantasies about her.  It
made Linda kind of sick, but at the same time she felt a sense of pride
that she was giving her mom such fantasies.

   Several days prior, Robert had explained to Linda that their mother had
a sickness.  Robert said that their mom was a "nympho".  He explained what
it was, but Linda didn't believe such a thing existed, so she later looked
the word up in the dictionary.  Sure enough, there were women that had
abnormal sexual desires.

   According to Robert, his nightly visits to their mother's room was just
to help her.  None of it made any sense to Linda though.  Why not just get
some pills from a doctor.  Hiding in the closet watching her mother
masturbate like this...  it dawned on Linda that this was not a normal
sickness that could be cured with a pill.  Her mother had some kind of
mental sickness, much like grandma Beth did.  And grandma Beth gets pills
every day and the sickness never leaves.

   Linda was young, but it was very clear to her that what her brother was
doing with their mother was very naughty and very wrong.  However, she was
glad he was trying to help their mother.  The thought of her mother being
put into the hospital with their grandma was very frightful.  She didn't
want to loose her mother.  Who would take care of them if that happened?

   Yet, to do sex things with one's own mother; it was just wrong, wasn't
it?

   Despite how much the idea revolted Linda, a part of her could not help
but wonder what it would be like.  Surely it couldn't be any worse than
what Jane did to her.  Before she could catch herself, Linda even imagined
what her mother might taste like.  Would she taste like Jane or Nikki?  As
she hunched in the closet listening to her mother, Linda suddenly realized
something.  Her mother wasn't just fantasizing about making Linda do things
to her.  She also seemed to be fantasizing about pleasing Linda as well. 
With Jane and Nikki it was always a one-way street.  They never tried to
please Linda.  She wondered what it would feel like.

   After Karen finally managed to cum, Robert put her on all fours on the
floor and fucked her in the ass.  Robert made sure he moved his mother
around a bit from time to time so that his sister would get a good view
from all angles.

   The anal fuck seemed to last forever, but it was only about 30 minutes.
Robert then sent his mother to the bathroom to get cleaned up.  Once she
was out of the room he opened the closet door to find a very sweaty and red
faced Linda.

   Until recent months, Robert had never really thought of his sister as
being sexy.  After all, not only was she his sister but she was also only
10 years old.  Her body was at such an early stage of development it looked
more like a boy's body than that of a girl; especially when compared to
someone like the 20-year-old Sandra.  Even Sandra's 13-year-old sister,
Jane, had a much more feminine body.

   Had you asked Robert several months back he would have laughed at the
thought of his sister being sexy.  Sure, he had masturbated several times
thinking of his sister, but those times he was just fantasizing about
dominating her.  He had never really thought seriously about fucking her or
anything like that.

   Now, however, as he looked at his sister, he couldn't believe how blind
he had once been.  More than anything, he now wanted to get into his
sister's pants.  However, it was more than just attractiveness that drew
him to her.  It was hard to put a finger on it, but if Robert had to
describe it he would have used the word, "innocence".

   From her soft brown hair to her cute little nose, Linda just radiated
innocence.  Her slim underdeveloped body only seemed to add to this.  In a
way, it upset Robert that this innocence was a large part of what attracted
him to her.  He knew that it was going to give him great pleasure to rob
his sister of that innocence.  However, he also knew that by doing so he
would eventually remove the one thing that attracted him to her most. 
Basically, it was a no win situation.

   As he took in her beauty, he noticed she was too embarrassed to look him
in the eye.  A second later, he realized that she was not just looking away
from his face.  She was staring at his cock.

   "Do you want to touch it?" Robert whispered to her.

   Linda bit her lower lip for a second as she actually pondered the offer.
She was extremely curious to know what it felt like, but could she actually
bring herself to do such a thing?  If it wasn't her brother, then maybe;
but not only was this her brother, but she had a flash back of exactly
where that cock had been just minutes ago.  It was all just so confusing
for her.  Finally, tears formed in her eyes and she ran from the room.  She
was part way down the hall before she remembered that her mother couldn't
know she was currently awake.  So, she slowed down and went back into
stealth mode.

   Ten minutes later she heard her door crack open.  Linda peeked through
one eye and seen that it was her mother looking in on her.  A few seconds
later the door closed again and she heard her mother walking away.  The
door had not been open for long, but Linda could swear her room now
radiated with the sweet yet bitter smell of her mother's sex.  She was
certain that it was just her imagination.  Yet, she couldn't understand why
her mind would trick her into believing such a thing.  Even more, she could
not understand why the imaginary smell made her tingle so much.

   4.

   The week dragged on unmercifully slow for Karen.  However, it was even
worse for Sandra.  Sandra was at what Vee had called the "total commitment"
stage.  Vee had used poker as an example of what she was talking about. 
The more money a player puts into a poker pot the harder it becomes for
them to fold their cards.  At some point the amount becomes so high that it
is basically impossible to fold the hand.  Of course, Robert had never
played poker before so the analogy didn't do much, but he got the general
idea anyway.

   Basically, Sandra had sacrificed so much to her master's training that
to back out now was unthinkable.  Or at least, very close to unthinkable.
To relapse now would mean starting over almost from scratch.  She knew she
had a losing hand, but unlike a poker player, she couldn't just fold and
walk away from the table.

   What all this meant was that Robert could now step up his training.  The
only problem was that Robert was starting to run out of ideas.  Or at least
he was running out of ideas for things Sandra hadn't already seen done to
her sister.

   Coming up with these new things wasn't easy either.  First, he had to
watch most of the tapes of Jane's training.  This alone had taken him
forever to get through.

   There were some things though that Robert guessed were pretty universal
when it came to training slaves.  For example, making Sandra drink piss was
something he had to do regardless of whether she had seen Jane do it in the
past or not.

   However, Robert even tried to find twists to these standard acts.  When
he found out that Jane had only drunk Vee's piss, Robert quickly
incorporated Jane into the act.  Sandra had accepted Robert's piss the
first time, however, she put up quite a protest this week when he had Jane
squat on top of Sandra's cage and piss on her.

   She refused to open her mouth to take in the flow.  She even refused to
lick it off the floor of her cage.  Robert gave her a bit of a spanking,
yet the next day she still refused.  The following day, however, Robert was
successful.  Sandra at first refused to kneel below her sister and open her
mouth.  However, Robert got out a bunch of long needles and threatened to
push them through Jane's breasts if Sandra didn't comply.  Sandra looked on
in horror but still refused, that is until Robert pushed the first one
through Jane's small tit.

   For the rest of the week, and for the weeks to follow for that matter,
Sandra never refused her sister's piss.  And she got plenty of it also. 
Jane hardly ever used the bathroom anymore when she needed to piss.  Robert
or Vee would just lead the girl downstairs and have her climb up on her
sister's cage.

   The act normally wasn't much of a turn on for Robert.  Though, it did
turn him on a little when he would put Jane in the cage with Sandra.  Once
in the cage he would have Sandra seal her mouth over her sister's opening
and chug it straight from the source.  Robert liked this more because you
didn't actually hear the piss splashing around.  All you could see and hear
was Sandra gulping it down.

   One would think this was the "highlight" of Sandra's week.  One would be
wrong.  Robert had something else planned for his slave.  That Friday,
Robert told his mom he would be watching her little kissing session with
Linda from the window.  But he lied.  He only said it in order to help
encourage her to follow through with it.  The truth was that he knew he
couldn't watch the act from the window without jacking off.  But he had
promised himself he would never do that again.  So, he headed over to Vee's
house to have a little fun with his slave.

   "Get out of your cage," Robert commanded.

   Jane was not in the room so he didn't bother with any cuffs on Sandra's
hands or ankles.  Though, with her potty training still in its early
stages, Robert felt it best not to turn his back on her at any time.  She
may just decide that escape for herself was worth the risk of danger to her
younger sister.

   Once she got out of her cage, however, Robert seen that Sandra could
barely crawl let alone flee.  Robert had given her a series of enemas
earlier in the day.  He had only started giving Sandra enemas about a week
ago.  He knew his mother used them, but he had never insisted on watching.
With Sandra he had no real choice.  He could trust her only so far.  He had
mixed feelings.  The sounds and smells disgusted him; yet, those very
things brought such shame and embarrassment to Sandra.  This in turn got
him very horny.

   Anyway, after several large enemas he grabbed a beer from Vee's fridge
and warmed it in a bowl of hot water.  He then poured this into an empty
enema bag and drained it into Sandra's ass.  At first it burned slightly,
then her ass and the rest of her body started to become numb, yet tingly.

   "No, you are going to hold that in you all day," Robert said when Sandra
looked over at the toilet.  He then got out a 1-inch butt plug and shoved
it up her ass.  That was about 2 hours ago.

   As Sandra now wobbled across the floor he noticed she still had the plug
in her.  He checked the floor of her cage and even her food and water dish
just to make sure she hadn't expelled it.

   "Is there any of it left?" Robert asked.

   Sandra was so out of it that she could barely make out what he was
asking.  She just shrugged.  She was so numb she had no idea if any of the
beer was still in her asshole or if her body had absorbed it all.

   Just to be safe, Robert helped her to her feet and guided her to the
bathroom.  She sat down on the toilet and strained for a while but only a
little beer had been left in her.  Convinced she was clean, Robert guided
her back into the main area of the basement and onto a mat he had put there
earlier.

   "Open up," Robert said once she was on the mat.

   Sandra was so giddy that she didn't even hesitate.  Though, she did give
him a bit of a questioning look when he brought a small 2-inch wide water
balloon toward and then into her mouth.

   "It's full of your sister's piss," Robert informed her.  "If you pop it
you not only will be drinking it but you will get 20 with the bullwhip."

   The mention of the bullwhip got Sandra's attention.  Even in her drunken
state she knew she didn't want to feel the whip again...  ever.  Just
thinking about it caused sudden shadow pains to echo through her body.  The
whip hit so hard that it cut the skin.  The pain was beyond anything Sandra
could have ever imagined...  and she had only ever gotten 5 hits with it
before.  She couldn't imagine taking 20; it would surely kill her.

   The balloon filled her mouth so full that Robert thought it might just
pop on it's own from the pressure.  But it didn't.  After he got it secured
in her mouth he used a piece of duct tape to hold her lips closed over it.

   "Guess what we are going to do," Robert said as he started lubing his
dick.

   Sandra just sighed in despair.  He was going to fuck her asshole again.
Her ass had just barely recovered from their first anal session about a
week ago.  She tried her best not to cry.  She knew Robert enjoyed watching
her cry and she didn't want to give him any additional pleasure.  However,
when Robert handed her the lube, she couldn't help but let a few tears
squeeze out.  She wiped them away as fast as she could and then proceeded
to lube her asshole.  She made sure she got plenty of the lube on her
asshole.  She also used one of her fingers to push some inside.  She was no
expert at anal sex, but she was smart enough to know that the more lube she
used the better.

   After she handed it back to Robert, he took it back to the main desk. 
Sandra looked on in confusion when he then picked up a folding metal chair
and brought it to the mat.  He put the opened chair at the center of the
mat with the seat end pointing toward Sandra.

   "Crawl under the chair," Robert instructed.

   Still confused, Sandra did what she was told.  Goose bumps raised all
over her as the cold metal legs of the chair slid down the sides of her
body.  She had to drop her upper body down to her elbows in order to fit
through the small opening.  Robert told her to halt when just her ass and
legs were sticking out the front end.  It was a good thing too since she
wouldn't have been able to fit through without dropping her hips to the
floor and army crawling.

   "Let's warm you up a bit first," Robert said.

   A few seconds later, Sandra heard a swish and then a sharp pain on her
right ass cheek.  She knew before it even hit that it wasn't the whip.  The
whip always made a much higher pitch sound as it cut through the air.  This
was the belt he was using on her.  She could tell not just by the sound but
also by the wide impact.  While very painful, the belt was still much more
endurable.

   Sandra noticed that her drunken haze did seem to cut the pain somewhat.
The pain was still there, but it was nothing like when she was sober.  As
the belt repeatedly slapped against her ass cheeks, Sandra realized
something else; she was getting wet.  She had noticed this in the past,
also.  Whenever Robert had used the belt or his hand she would sometimes
feel a slight tingling radiating from her clit.

   She had never really paid it much mind though since it was always hidden
by greater sensations of pain.  However, the alcohol had diminished that
pain somewhat and the tingling sensation was starting to get equal footing.

   She knew what it was but she would not allow herself to face the fact
that her body was somehow getting turned on by the spanking.

   "No, not this," Sandra thought as the feeling grew to the point that it
could no longer be ignored.  "I don't want to get excited by this."

   Even as she thought this she found herself lowering her face all the way
to the floor so she could angle her ass and give Robert an easier target.
Her face and shoulders turned red in shame as Robert picked up on her
surrender and increased the strength of the blows.

   Was it 20 blows or 200?  Sandra lost complete sense of time and reality
as the sting of the belt continued to feed the fire that was now raging
inside her cunt.

   "No," Sandra managed to whisper in her mind as her orgasm finally hit
her.

   Sandra let out a long moan as she bucked her hips at the belt.  Sandra
was in total shock that she could actually have an orgasm this way.  She
was even more shocked at the strength of it.  It took all of her
concentration not to accidentally pop the balloon in her mouth.

   As she rode the downward slope of her orgasm, Sandra noticed the belt
was no longer hitting her.  She realized in shame that had it not been for
the duct tape she probably would have spit the balloon out and begged for
the belt again.

   "Mmm!" Sandra let out when Robert suddenly shoved half his dick up her
ass.

   Robert had been using lots of large butt plugs on her, but the insertion
was still very painful for her.  That pain, however, seemed to travel from
her asshole to somewhere deep in her stomach.  There it seemed to just
fester; almost as though it was being transformed into something else. 
Over the next few minutes as Robert fucked her ass, the feeling in her
stomach seemed to just build higher.  As it grew it seemed to fill not only
her stomach but her breasts as well.  Then finally it seemed to reach
critical mass and all of it shot down her body and directly into her clit.

   Sandra could taste her sister's piss as the balloon popped in her mouth.
Even the piss filling her taste buds seemed to drive her climax higher. 
She knew she would get the whip for breaking the balloon but at that moment
she didn't care.  All she cared about was riding that wave.

   "Only your second time and you are already turning into a real anal slut
aren't you?" Robert laughed as Sandra's convulsions slowly subsided.  "I
wonder how many more climaxes we can get out of your ass tonight."

   It was now that Sandra realized the purpose of the chair.  Robert put a
pillow on the seat of the chair and leaned forward so his elbows were on
the pillow.  He then just stood still while he rested liked that.

   "Get to work," Robert whispered to her.

   Sandra let out a moan in defeat as she grabbed the edge of the mat in
front of her and used it for leverage to help push her ass back toward
Robert's dick.  She let out a grunt as Robert's dick slid all the way up
her asshole.  Slowly, she slid forward until only the head was inside her
and then pushed back on it again.

   She did this for over 5 minutes before she realized that there was no
real pain anymore; just a dull pressure.  With sorrow, she also noticed
that the tingling in her clit was starting up again.  Deep down she knew
that the tingling was being caused by more than just Robert's dick up her
ass.  Part of that tingling was caused by the humiliation of performing the
act.  That knowledge both confused and frightened her; she tried her best
to push it out of her mind.

   Robert let his slave ride through 2 more climaxes before he could hold
out no longer.  As she came down from her final climax Robert yanked the
chair off her.  It made a loud clang as he set it down on the concrete
floor a few feet away.  He then grabbed her sweaty hips with his hands and
humped full speed up her channel until he shot his load.

   Sandra was in such a daze that she was back in her cage before she even
realized Robert had withdrawn from her ass.  She felt extremely
embarrassed. She didn't know why, but climaxing from the whipping and ass
fuck seemed to embarrass her almost as much as when she had to drink her
sister's piss.

   As she knelt there in her cage she could feel something start to leak
from her ass.  She guessed it was Robert's cum but she swiped her finger
across her asshole just to make sure.  She brought her wet finger in front
of her so she could ensure it wasn't blood.  Sure enough, it was Robert's
white cum.

   "I wouldn't waste that," Robert said when she went to wipe the finger on
her leg.  "That is your dinner for tonight."

   Sandra just looked up at him in disgust.  She couldn't eat cum from her
asshole.  God, she probably couldn't even eat it from her pussy.  It was
beyond perverse and sickening to even suggest such a thing.

   "Don't worry, you don't have to eat it if you don't want too," Robert
said as he positioned a camcorder near her cage and turned it on. 
"However, if you do then I might just forget about that balloon."

   Sandra's eyes got wide as she remembered she had popped the balloon. 
Tears began to splash to the floor of her cage as she watched Robert leave
the basement.  She knelt there for over 10 minutes before she was certain
he didn't plan to come back.  She then removed the duct tape and what
remained of the water balloon.

   She then drank some water from her dog bowl in order to help get some of
the taste from her mouth.  She wasn't allowed to use her hands so she had
to kneel down and lap at the liquid.  It didn't do a lot of good though. 
The water in her bowl was only about 90 percent pure.  The other 10 percent
was always Robert or Jane's piss, depending on who filled her bowl that
particular day.  She couldn't remember off hand who fed her that day, nor
did she really care.  A few days ago it would have mattered but after this
week it didn't; piss was piss.

   After she knelt back up, Sandra looked over at the camcorder and tripod.
She cringed when she noticed Robert had placed the bullwhip next to the
base of the tripod.  The message was pretty clear, come morning she would
be in great humiliation while Robert watched the camcorder footage of her
eating the cum or she would be in great pain from the bullwhip.  The choice
was hers.

   It wasn't much of a choice though.  She would do anything to avoid the
bullwhip and she knew Robert was aware of that.  For a moment she thought
of robbing him of his pleasure of watching her deface herself further.  But
her memory of the whip quickly ended her little protest.  Slowly, she got
up off her knees and hunched down like she was about to go to the bathroom;
in a way, she kind of was.  She also angled herself so the camera would get
a good view.  It was very embarrassing but if she was going to go through
with this disgusting act then she wanted to make sure Robert gave her full
credit.

   She put her right hand a few inches under her and let her asshole
muscles loosen slightly.  There was so much cum in her ass that she didn't
have to squeeze any out.  The second her muscles loosened she was rewarded
with over a teaspoon of cum in her palm.  She tightened the muscle again
and brought her hand in front of her.  She inspected it closely but it
didn't look dirty or anything.  It looked just like normal cum.

   Tears began to run down her cheeks as she closed her eyes and started
eating her dinner.

   5.

   Cherry popper.

   That is what Vee called it anyway.  Robert just called if fucking
awesome.  Most of Vee's training wasn't all that inventive, but even Robert
was a little impressed by this little gizmo.

   Vee said she had a friend make it for her many years ago and it has been
the prize of her collection ever since.  It actually didn't look all that
impressive when you first seen it.  Robert had seen it sitting in Vee's box
of toys for months now and hadn't paid it any mind.  That is, until he
found out what it was for.

   It was a pretty simple device.  It had a belt that the girl put on. 
There was a 1.5-inch strip of leather that hung down from the back of the
belt.  This strip of leather was brought between the girl's legs and then
connected to the front of the belt.  Once tightly fastened the leather
strip pretty much hid the girl's pussy lips and asshole...  kind of like an
odd sort of g-string.  What made it an exciting piece of equipment was that
there were two half-inch wide rubber dildos attached to the leather strip
near the center.  One was a good 7 inches long and the other looked to be
about 3 to 4 inches.

   When Robert first seen it, he guessed that the short prong went up the
girl's asshole and the long one in her pussy.  But he was wrong.  It
probably could have been worn "backwards" in order to accomplish that, but
that is not how Vee used it.

   One afternoon, Robert had been upstairs on the couch with Vee watching
some of his sister's tapes.  Vee had gotten Linda back to sucking pussy
again, but hadn't progressed her much further than that.  Anyway, as he
watched the boring tape, he noticed Vee order Jane over to her side.  She
then presented the little device.  When she seen Robert watching she
whispered to him the name she had given it.

   "I think it's about time this slut lost her cherry," Vee said out loud.

   Jane looked over at Robert with a worried look on her face.  Clearly,
she had misinterpreted Vee's comment to mean Robert was going to pop her
cherry.  Robert had to admit that he kind of hoped to some day perform that
task, but he knew Vee would never allow it.  Vee wasn't concerned for Jane,
she just didn't want to give Robert the pleasure of deflowering the girl.

   "How about we warm you up first with this," Vee said as she started to
fasten the device on Jane.

   Vee had no intention of letting Robert fuck the girl any time soon, but
she liked the idea that Jane would spend the next hour or so thinking he
was going to rip her cherry out with his huge cock.  She also liked it when
the girls didn't realize the true purpose of the "cherry popper" device
until it was too late.

   "Oh!" Jane let out as Vee slid the full 7 inches of the first dildo up
her asshole.

   Vee then aligned the much smaller dildo with Jane's cunt.  Once she got
it through the lips she slid the end of the leather strap through the
buckle on the front of the belt.  She then slowly tightened the belt.  As
she did so the small dildo slid further in.  Vee stopped tightening it when
she heard Jane let out a grunt.  This meant the tip of the dildo was
starting to push at the girl's hymen.  Vee then secured the strap so it
would not loosen.

   Vee inspected the strap closely where it connected with Jane's pussy. 
Sure enough, there was still a good 1 to 1.5 inches of the dildo sticking
out of her cunt.

   "See, that wasn't so bad," Vee told the girl.  "Now, why don't you get
down on all fours and make yourself useful."

   Jane let out small grunts of discomfort as she got down on the floor. 
Getting on all fours seemed to tighten the belt slightly.  She could feel
the small dildo pushing dangerously hard against her cherry.

   Vee positioned Jane so that her legs went under the coffee table with
one leg on either of one of the table's legs.  The result was that when
Jane backed up in order to eat her mistress' pussy, the leather strap over
her own ass and pussy came into contact with the corner of the coffee
table.

   Robert was impressed with Vee's precision.  The distance had been
perfect.  The leather strap was just barely pressing against the coffee
table.  Enough to let Jane know it was there, but not enough to push the
dildo any deeper.

   "Mmm!" Jane let out.

   For an instant Robert thought she had just lost her cherry.  But that
wasn't it.  The sound seemed more pleasure than pain.  There was something
else going on that he couldn't see.  He leaned down closer to her ass but
still didn't notice anything.

   "The dildos vibrate," Vee said.

   Robert turned off the TV and got even closer.  Sure enough, he could
barely make out the sounds.  He seen a small box attached to the belt and
guessed that it contained the batteries.  He looked up at Vee and noticed
she was holding a small remote control.  She turned a knob on it and Jane
let out another long moan of pleasure.

   Jane also started sucking at Vee's pussy more enthusiastically.  It
wasn't often that Jane was given pleasure under Vee's care and she was
going to do her best to thank her mistress.

   Vee then raised one of her legs higher.  Jane took the hint and moved
from Vee's pussy and started rimming her asshole.  Robert had seen Jane do
this many times in the past.  It wasn't much of a turn on for him.  Even
Robert had to admit that Vee was rather good looking and all that,
especially for someone as old as her.  She had to be at least 45, yet could
have easily passed for mid thirties.  What turned him off was that he just
couldn't stand watching Vee enjoy herself.  Sure, if Jane had been very
embarrassed or something then that would help offset it some, but that
wasn't the case.  Jane seemed to be greatly enjoying her new toy.

   "Mmm!  Mmm!" Jane started to moan much louder.

   "Watch," Vee silently mouth to Robert as she pointed toward Jane's
bottom.

   Sure enough, as the girl entered her climax she started thumping the
edge of the coffee table with the leather strap.

   "Oh!" Jane suddenly gasped in pain.  At the peak of her climax she
involuntarily humped back at the table and drove the small dildo through
her cherry.

   The sight of the girl loosing her cherry to a coffee table while sucking
someone's asshole made Robert's dick hard.  Jane's blush excited Robert
even further.

   As Jane tried to catch her breath, Vee got up from the couch and stood
the girl up.

   "Oh," Jane protested as Vee tightened the leather strap further.

   "You better get used to it slut," Vee said.  "We are going to be putting
a lot of things in that hole from now on."

   Robert could think of one thing he wanted to stick in that hole right
now.  But Vee gave him a look that made it clear Jane was still off limits
to him.

   "If you want, you can take her down stairs and let her sister suck out
what's left of her cherry," Vee grinned.

   Robert wasn't sure if the sick bitch was serious or if she was just
rubbing in the fact that that was the closest he was going to be allowed to
having access to Jane's hole.  He declined, stating that he had to be
getting home.  Making Sandra do something like that seemed a tad too cruel
to him.

   Robert saw Jane wearing the "cherry popper" for several days.  Then the
device was finally removed for the last time and placed back in its box
where it then stayed.  Robert guessed that Vee wouldn't use the thing again
for several months.  At which point she would probably use it on his
sister.

   Vee was true to her word also.  She had Jane struggling with a 1-inch
dildo the very day the "cherry popper" came off.  Robert knew that girls
felt pain when they lost their cherries.  However, he hadn't thought about
how much pain larger objects might give them.  Babies came out of that hole
after all.  He figured once the cherry was gone they could accommodate
about any size.  As Jane struggled with the ever-increasing dildos, Robert
realized that this was not the case.  Or it at least wasn't the case with a
young girl like Jane.

   Granted, Vee didn't give Jane much time to recuperate.  The second Jane
managed to fit the 1 inch dildo in, Vee just tossed her a 1.5 inch one. 
That one took considerably longer for Jane to fit.  It was over 2 days
before she could get it inside herself.  But again, Vee tossed her an even
larger one.

   Robert guessed that at this rate the poor girl would have a six-inch
wide dildo up her cunt by the end of the month.  But Vee stopped at 2
inches.  Robert overheard her tell Jane that she didn't want the girl too
loose; that her new boyfriend will probably like the pleasure of stretching
her out further.

   He asked Jane later what Nikki/Vee had meant by the comment.  Jane just
shrugged.  She had no clue, nor did she seem to be that concerned about it.
To Jane, her life was a simple one, especially during summer vacation.  Her
mistress told her what to do and she did it.  She did not care to, nor was
it her position, to question her mistress.  Or at least, that is what she
thought.

   6.

   "Wh...  what's that?" Linda asked her brother.

   Linda was nervous as she looked at it.  It didn't look dangerous, but
she was pretty certain it had something to do with sex.

   What Robert was holding out was a small device called a "butterfly".  Or
at least that is what the package it came in was titled.  Robert had seen a
similar one in Vee's collection.  Vee didn't seem to ever use it, but he
didn't want to risk using an item from Vee's collection that Linda might
some day recognize.  So, he described the item to his mother and had her go
to a sex shop and buy a different color one.  His mother was curious how he
knew about such things, but Robert just played it off like he had seen it
on the internet.

   Simply put, the butterfly was a female masturbation tool; only, without
any penetration.  It was a small soft jelly-rubber object about 3 inches
wide and tall; apply shaped into a crude butterfly.  In the belly of the
butterfly was a micro vibrator.  There was an elastic strap attached to the
top and bottom of each wing of the butterfly.  These four straps were used
to hold the butterfly snuggly against the woman's clit and pussy.

   There was also a small box with wires attached to it.  This was where
the batteries were stored.  What Robert liked about this model was that
there were no on or off switches on the box.  Not even speed controls. 
Instead, the butterfly was completely controlled via a remote control.

   Normally, it would have been a pretty inexpensive item.  However, the
remote control option made it cost way more than Karen had wanted to pay.
It didn't take much from Robert to get Karen to finally cave in and buy it.
When she started telling him about food and utility bills, Robert just told
her to shut up and then gave her permission to start charging her "dates"
for the rental of his property.  He made it sound like it was her option,
but she knew it was really an order.  She sighed in defeat yet again as she
realized she was now to become a prostitute.

   Robert had Linda in mind when he had his mother buy the butterfly.  But
he had to admit that it was a lot of fun using it on Karen as well.  He
especially liked turning it on while Karen, Linda and he were watching TV
or at the dinner table having casual conversation.  The more he turned the
speed up the redder his mother's face would get as she struggled to hide
her impending climax from her daughter.

   Linda was currently having similar embarrassment as Robert showed her
how to put the item on.  He demonstrated by attaching it to her over her
jeans, but Linda felt dirty as she imagined putting it on under her
clothes. She still didn't fully understand its function but she new it was
something very naughty.

   "I want you to be wearing this under your nightgown tonight while you
watch in the closet," Robert said.  "And don't try putting underwear or
something on under it either."

   "I don't want too," Linda whispered.

   "Just do it!" Robert replied.

   Robert was tempted to yank her pants down and put it on her himself.  He
wasn't sure if she was ready for that yet though.  Maybe in a week or two
he could do something like that but he wasn't so sure about now.  Besides,
his mother could be home at any time.  Last thing he needed was her asking
questions about why Linda was crying.

   Linda hid the butterfly under her mattress.  Little did she know, that
is the first place parents always checked for paraphernalia.  Luckily for
her, her mother was not worried about her activities.  And even if she was,
Karen had plenty of other things to keep herself busy; the "Hope Chest"
game to be specific.  She used every spare moment she had ensuring she
gathered as many points as possible.  There was no way in hell she was
going to come up short on points again.  After her last punishment, Karen
still turned red every time Linda walked into the room.

   She still couldn't believe she had actually gone through with the
punishment.  Just weeks prior she had told herself she would never allow
Robert to bring Linda into their games.  When it came to Linda, Karen
remembered drawing what she felt was a very impenetrable line in the sand.
Yet, somehow she had let herself be pushed across that line?

   Making that kissing video with Linda was more than just an embarrassing
act.  The event taught Karen something about herself that even she had not
known; or at least had not fully realized.  That was that she truly could
not disobey her master.  Until then, she thought that it was the fear of
punishments that caused her to follow Robert's orders.  But no punishment
would have been worse than creating that video.  She knew that, yet she had
obeyed.

   What made things even worse was that Karen remembered getting moist as
she Frenched her little girl.  She didn't loose control or anything, but
she definitely started to get turned on.  She knew it couldn't possibly be
the act itself, which only left her with the logical conclusion that it was
the fact that she had been ordered to do this that turned her on so much.
Maybe her son was right, maybe she had been waiting all these years for her
master to return.  It made her cry each time she thought about it.  She
felt so helpless.

   The kissing lesson had not been easy on Linda either.  She thought she
was hearing things when her mom told her what she wanted to teach her.

   "You are getting to that age when boys will start wanting to kiss you,"
Karen had explained.  "I think it is important that you learn about
kissing. There are some kisses that are okay at your age and some that are
not."

   Linda wanted to tell her mom she knew all about kissing.  She had kissed
Jane tons in the last few months.  Despite how she had learned, Linda even
felt somewhat proud about her new kissing skills.  She didn't dare say
anything though.  Her mom would want to know whom she had been kissing and
Linda would absolutely die if her mom ever found out the truth.  God, it
would be even worse than if she were caught in the closet.

   At first Linda didn't mind the kissing lecture.  None of her friends
ever mentioned anything about getting these kinds of lessons from their
moms, but it didn't seem too bad.  The first few kisses her mother
demonstrated were pretty standard smooches.  She had given her mom these
types of kisses before.  Heck, she had even given her brother a few of
these in the past on birthdays and such.

   It wasn't until Karen started talking about open mouth and tongue kisses
that Linda started to get concerned.

   "Surely she won't demonstrate those kinds of kisses," Linda remembered
thinking.

   But sure enough, her mother demonstrated these as well.  They turned out
to be very long kisses also.  Linda blushed deeply as the kisses lingered
on and on.  They seemed to last for an eternity.  Linda was left breathless
by the end of each kiss.

   These kisses felt even naughtier than when she kissed Jane; much
naughtier.  Not only was this her mother, but Linda knew from hiding in the
closet that her mother had the "hots" for her.  As the kissing demo got
more intense, Linda started to get scared that her mother planned to
actually have sex with her that night.

   Linda didn't know what she would do if her mom tried something like
that. She wasn't even sure if there was anything she could do.  It was her
mother after all.  She was supposed to do what her mother told her wasn't
she?  But could she obey such a demand?

   What scared her most was that she knew that a part of her actually liked
kissing her mother.  She knew that same part of her would probably like
having sex with her mom as well.  At the same time, however, the thought
also sickened her.  It was a lot like when she was with Nikki.  Linda
didn't like licking Nikki's nasty tasting pussy, yet at the same time a
part of her did like doing it.  Linda struggled to make heads or tails of
what it all meant.

   As Linda darted her tongue against her mother's, Linda could feel that
familiar tingling inside her.  Linda's tongue became very eager in her
mother's mouth before she realized what she was doing and calmed herself
down.  She prayed that her mother had not noticed her sudden enthusiasm.

   "Hey sweetie," Karen said as she opened Linda's bedroom door.

   Linda's face turned red as she snapped back to the present.  She also
noticed that her mom's face was red as well.  Was it possible she had been
thinking about the same thing?

   Her mother must have been home for several minutes already because she
was about to do a load of clothes.  Linda knew this because her mom always
checked her room for dirty clothes she might have forgotten to put into the
hamper.  Sure enough, she had a small pile of clothes at the foot of her
bed.

   "I wore those today," Linda said in defense.  "I was about to put them
in the hamper."

   Karen gave her a warm smile showing that she was not angry with her.

   Linda got slightly more embarrassed as she watched her mother gather the
clothes.  Maybe it was her imagination, but Linda would have sworn her
mother paused very briefly when she reached for the dirty pair of underwear
that was on top of the pile.  It was as though she was somehow inspecting
it or something.

   Linda wonder if her mother had certain preferences when it came to
selecting the pair of panties she was going to masturbate too.  Did her
mother prefer a certain color of panties?  Did she like them to smell a
certain way?  Or, did she just pick them at random?  These thoughts were
still shooting around in her mind as her mother turned and left the room.

   The rest of the day went pretty uneventful.  They ate then watched some
television.  They also talked about this and that, but Linda couldn't
remember much of it.  She remembered something about possibly going on a
trip to Kansas for whatever reason.  Nothing earth shattering though. 
Definitely nothing that even approached taking her mind off what was going
to happen later that night.

   Though, other than wearing that strange device, Linda didn't really know
what was going to happen.  Maybe that was what always made her nervous each
night.  It was a very strange type of nervousness also.  She was scared
whenever she spied from the door and absolutely petrified when Robert would
put her in the closet.  Yet, it was exciting at the same time.

   Many of the things she witnessed looked very scary to Linda.  Some even
made her sick to her stomach.  Despite this, she still felt somewhat
privileged to be able to see it all.  It had opened up a whole new world to
her.  Just a couple weeks ago all she knew about sex really was what Jane
and Nikki were teaching her.  But that was lesbian sex.  Lesbian sex seemed
a little exciting at first, but now that she had seen what "real" sex was
like...  well, let's just say her love for Nikki was quickly diminishing.

   The thought of actually having sex with a boy was still very frightening
for her.  Her brother was the only guy she had ever seen naked, but if his
huge cock was standard issue then it would be a long time before she would
want to have sex with a boy.  However, the idea of boy/girl sex just seemed
more "natural" to Linda.

   "I think I will go get ready for bed," Karen said as she got up from the
couch and headed toward her bedroom.

   This was Linda's cue to get ready as well.  She looked up nervously at
Robert in hopes he might give her a reprieve.  But he just smiled back at
her and then pointed toward her room.

   Linda nervously bit her lower lip as she got up and headed to her own
room.  On her way there she passed her mom who was now headed toward the
bathroom.  Linda noticed that her mom seemed to spend a lot of time in the
bathroom lately.

   Linda waited until she heard the shower running before she dug the
butterfly out from under her mattress.  She had been in her nightgown for
over an hour already, so all she had to do was remove her panties in order
to put the device on.  It still took her over 5 minutes to figure out
exactly how to put the thing on.  She wished she had paid more attention to
her brother's demonstration earlier.

   For some reason, she expected the device to hurt her pussy.  But it
didn't.  Though, the soft rubbery butterfly did feel a bit odd touching her
secret place.  She felt very naughty wearing the thing.  She also felt
extremely embarrassed at the fact that her brother knew she would have it
on under her nightgown.

   "Oh," Linda let out as she took her first step after putting the device
on.

   As she walked her pussy lips seemed to separate slightly.  The tacky
surface of the butterfly's wings seemed to grab onto her lips and prevented
them from closing fully.  By the time she reached her door her pussy felt
like it was stretched very open.  At the same time, the round belly of the
butterfly seemed to be nuzzled up against her clit and cunt hole.

   For a moment she thought about removing the device.  But it didn't seem
to be hurting her or anything.  As a matter of fact, it seemed to be quite
the opposite.  As she walked the movement of the butterfly sent little
shivers throughout her pussy.

   "Still, maybe I should put on some panties under it," Linda thought. 
"He won't actually check will he?"

   The thought of her brother lifting her nightgown to check created mixed
emotions.  She knew her bother had seen her naked on the videos, but this
would be completely different.  He would be seeing her in the "flesh". 
When she put her hand on the doorknob she wasn't sure if she should open it
or lock it and put a chair against it.

   Linda opened the door and peaked up and down the hall.  She wasn't sure
why though.  Her walking up and down the hall was not going to get her into
trouble.  She guessed it was just the guilt of what she was wearing under
her nightgown.  Not to mention what she was about to do.

   While the view from the closet was better, Linda still became deathly
afraid whenever Robert would hide her there.  Robert had only made her get
in the closet a few times, but Linda was no fool.  She knew that the more
she hid there the greater the chances of her mom catching her.  Enough
times and her mom would eventually become very suspicious of why Robert was
preventing her from looking in on her daughter before going to bed.  The
thought of being caught made her shake like a leaf as Robert guided her
into the closet.

   "Remember, don't make a sound," Robert told her.

   "No duh," Linda whispered when she knew Robert was out of earshot.

   Linda waited for what seemed an eternity before she heard her mom and
brother enter the room.  Like all the times before, Linda's heart was
beating so hard in her chest that she thought for sure her mom would hear
it.

   "Don't worry, she's asleep," Robert told their mom.  "If it makes you
feel any better we will play the radio tonight."

   Robert then switched the radio on.  He didn't blast it or anything.  He
just turned it up to a normal level; just enough to put his mom at ease. 
Karen was still dreading whatever Robert had planned, but at least now if
Linda woke and got up to investigate she would hear the radio playing and
just think that it was the radio that had gotten her attention.  Or at
least she hoped.

   Robert blindfolded Karen once they had removed what little clothes they
had on.  Robert seemed to blindfold her a lot these days.  Karen figured it
was some kind of "trust" thing.

   "Look at the things you are making me do!  As if a blindfold is ever
going to earn you my trust," Karen wished she had the guts to tell her son
that.

   The blindfold had its ups and downs.  The best part about it was that it
made it easier for her to pretend it wasn't her son making her do all these
nasty things.  The big down side was that the things they were doing were
not just nasty but often very nasty.  For example, Robert would often take
his cock out of his mother's asshole and make her suck it for a while. 
Some nights he would rotate back and forth from her ass to her mouth for
over an hour.  Karen knew her asshole was clean, but it still made her feel
better when she could visually verify that fact.  She figured that must be
where the "trust" came into play.  She had to trust Robert not to let her
suck something nasty off the end of his dick.  Though, she trusted her
skills at giving herself enema's more than she trusted her son.

   Trust of course was not part of Robert's plan.  He could care less if
his mom trusted him or not.  In fact, if he were to think about it he
probably would have preferred that she not trust him.  That would make her
dread their time together even more.  Robert loved that look of fear in his
mom's eyes whenever he would walk into the room.

   The main reason he put the blindfold on her was so that Linda could get
a better look at the action.  It also allowed him to humiliate Linda more
this way.  Each time he put the blindfold on his mother he would open
whichever door Linda happened to be hiding behind that day.  And each time
he would open that door slightly more.

   God he loved the look on Linda's face every time he opened that door. 
She always turned a bright red.  She would look away from Robert and her
mother as though she was trying to ignore what was going on in the room. 
However, every time Robert would glance back her way he would catch her
staring at them again.  She would then look away again once she seen Robert
watching her.

   Robert never caught her playing with herself though.  Not directly
anyway.  He did notice, however, that she would sometimes slowly rock back
and forth on an old suitcase she would sit on in the closet.  He couldn't
tell if she was having climaxes, but she was definitely getting a little
excited.

   "Wait on the bed while I get some toys from the closet," Robert told his
mother.

   In the past, Karen kept her "toys" in her dresser.  But Robert had
recently moved it all to the top shelf of her closet.  She remembered
Robert telling her that he felt she was too big of a slut to have all those
toys within reach.

   While Robert liked teasing his mom about being a slut, the true reason
for the new location was mainly to embarrass Linda, not Karen.

   Linda blushed when she heard Robert say he was going to get the toys. 
She knew what was going to happen next and it excited and embarrassed her.
Opening the closet door was part of the embarrassment, but not all of it.
After he got the door open he stepped forward and then reached up for the
box of toys.  This placed his huge cock right in Linda's face.  She always
tried to hide from it but there was only so much room in the closet.  She
also had to restrict her movements so she wouldn't make too much sound.

   The truth, however, was that part of her actually enjoyed it when Robert
got his dick this close to her.  She always faced away from the huge tool,
but in reality she was inspecting it very thoroughly out of the corner of
her eye.  She didn't know why, but it excited her to get such a close look
at the thing.  It was so big and long that sometimes it would even rub up
against her.

   The last time he did this the head of his cock briefly slid across the
side of her mouth and cheek.  It left a wet slimy trail as it did so.  She
had put her hand up to protect herself from the thing.  She pretended to be
totally grossed out, but the second her brother turned his back she snaked
her tongue out and licked the slime from her lips.  She didn't even
remember making a conscious decision to perform such a vulgar act.  It was
like her body had a mind of it's own.  She was so shocked with her own
actions that she couldn't remember what it tasted like.  Or, maybe it just
didn't have a taste.

   Today, Robert seemed to linger there forever.  His huge dick bounced up
and down right next to her face as he slowly maneuvered the box from it's
hiding place.  Robert finally pulled the box down and walked away from the
closet.  As Linda feared, Robert this time left the closet door wide open.

   "Hmm, should I use this one?"

   Robert said it like he was talking to himself.  But he was looking
directly at Linda as he held up a large butt plug.  Linda blushed and
immediately looked at the floor.  Robert didn't give up, however.  He put
the plug back into the box and pulled out a very large dildo.

   "Maybe this one?"

   Linda couldn't help but glance up.  Again, Robert was looking right back
at her and again Linda looked away quickly.

   "Oh, this one is nice."

   This time Linda didn't dare look back up.  She just tried her best to
ignore her brother.

   "Wow, I bet this one would make mommy tingle!"

   Tears were forming in Linda's eyes as she realized her brother didn't
plan to stop until she agreed on one of the toys.  Linda knew her mom would
eventually pick up on the fact that he was actually speaking to someone
else in the room.  So, despite her embarrassment, Linda nodded agreement.

   "Yeah, I think I will use this one tonight," Robert said as Linda made
the choice.

   Linda looked up to see which one had been chosen.  Her eyes got huge
when she realized she had agreed to a huge butt plug.  It was even larger
than the first one her brother had held up.  It had to be a good 3.5 inches
across.  Linda had watched them play anal games before and she knew exactly
what this type of toy was used for.  She tried shaking her head back and
forth in an effort to undo her choice, but Robert just ignored her.

   "Get this ready slut," Robert said as he put the plug in his mother's
hands.

   Karen let out a moan of despair as she gripped the plug and realized
which toy Robert had selected.  She had only recently managed to get the
3-inch plug up her ass and knew this one would hurt like hell.  Still, she
did not dare disobey her master.  She brought it to her mouth and started
licking at it.  She got as much spit on it as she could.  She was positive
her tears would have added an equal amount of moisture had it not been for
the blindfold soaking them all up.

   "You know where it goes," Robert said when Karen reached out blindly to
hand it back to him.

   This order was actually Karen's first break of the week.  While it added
to her embarrassment, this also meant she could control the entry of the
plug to some degree.  For a brief moment it shocked even her how being
allowed to put a huge plug up her own ass could actually be considered a
reward.

   Karen didn't dare hesitate.  She quickly moved the plug behind her and
started poking it at her asshole.  The plug sunk a hair deeper each time
she would push on it.  She would push it then let it slide back out
slightly, then push at it again.  She knew she would be punished if she
complained, so she did her best to act like she was enjoying the insertion.
It was hard though.  The damn thing was just so big.  She couldn't help but
let out sounds of pain.  But even these sounds she tried to turn into moans
of pleasure.

   Not only would this prevent punishment, but Karen had learned quickly
that the more she hated something the more her son would make her perform
the act.  The sad fact was, however, that despite all the pain, she knew
that once the plug was inside her she would indeed start to enjoy the
feeling.  It made absolutely no sense to her why this happened.  Maybe it
was the full feeling she got.  Maybe it was the humiliation.  She didn't
know.  She just knew that she always got her greatest climaxes when her ass
was stuffed.

   As Karen struggled with the plug, Linda had her own struggle going on.

   "Oh!" Linda let out when her little butterfly suddenly came to life.

   Linda had a very scared look on her face as she glanced first down at
her waist then over at Robert and her mom.  Robert couldn't tell if it was
the butterfly that scared her or if she was worried her mom had heard her
outburst.  Robert just smiled back at his sister, then pointed the remote
control at her and turned the butterfly up another notch.  The device had a
25-foot range so he didn't actually have to point it or anything, he just
wanted to make it clear to Linda that it was him controlling it.  The
maneuver worked and he was rewarded with a nice blush from his little
sister.  God it made his dick throb whenever he seen his sister blush like
that.

   It took all of his will power not to just yank his sister from the
closet and fuck the shit out of her virgin cunt.  There would be a lot of
begging and protesting, but he knew he could get away with it.  Well,
assuming that he could even get the head of his huge tool inside the little
girl.

   While this is a maneuver Vee would no doubt take if she were him, Robert
knew that such a step would deprive him of most of his pleasure.  Sure, he
would enjoy the climax, but it was the humiliation that really drove
Robert. Raping his sister like that would only really humiliate her once,
but by taking her in small steps he could draw that humiliation out over
weeks, if not months.  In a way, he was kind of grateful to Vee for
prolonging Linda's training.  It had given him time to realize his own true
nature.

   Often Robert would almost convince himself to stop playing all these
stupid games and just fuck the girl.  But as he watched her biting her
lower lip and fidgeting on the suitcase, he knew that it was this that
really turned him on.  Granted, his mom and Sandra provided him with a full
supply of pussy, so it's not like he was hurting in that department.

   "Oh God," Karen said.

   Robert looked down thinking the dumb bitch might have removed her
blindfold without permission and seen her daughter.  But the outburst had
nothing to do with Linda.  Karen was just struggling with the last inch of
the plug.

   It was times like this that Robert allowed himself to masturbate.  As he
watched his mother trying to fit the last of the plug up her ass, Robert
started to jack on his cock.  He stood at the side of the bed with his hard
cock poised over his mother's chest and face.  As he jacked off he could
see Linda out of the corner of his eye.  He could tell she had a good sweat
going from the butterfly and was staring at him and her mother very
intently.  It was hard to tell from his limited view, but it looked like
his little sister might be reaching a small climax of her own.  For a
moment he thought about turning his head to confront her gaze; just to see
her blush one more time.  But he decided not too, he wanted her to see what
he was about to do to their mother.

   Robert reached his point of climax but backed off.  He kept himself
right on the edge for over a minute until he seen his mother finally fit
the remainder of the huge butt plug up her ass.  The second he seen her
seed it in place Robert gave his dick a last couple strokes and started
spewing cum all over his mother's face and tits.

   Robert squeezed off the end of his dick as his climax neared its end. 
He could feel the pressure of the cum build up inside the stem of his dick
but it wasn't enough to cause any real pain.

   "Clean that up while I put the rest of the toys away," Robert ordered as
he struggled to get a good grip on the box of toys with his remaining hand.

   Karen sobbed under her blindfold as she used her fingers to scoop the
cum from her body.  Linda watched in fascination as her mother sucked the
cum off her fingers and then repeated the procedure over and over.  So
entranced, she didn't even realize Robert was watching her again until his
movements blocked her view.  She quickly looked away in shame.

   This time, however, when Robert stood over her to put the toys away,
Linda had an even greater desire to stare at his cock.  She didn't
understand why, but the vibrations from the butterfly were making her
tingle all over.  Slowly, she turned her head to get a better view of the
huge organ.  She was almost fully facing it now and was wishing her brother
would move his hand away from it so she could get a better view.  As though
reading her mind, Robert's hand suddenly left his cock and went above him
to help position the box of toys into place.

   Linda's eyes got big as saucers when she seen a large wad of cum
suddenly shoot out of her brother's dick.  She turned her head just fast
enough to keep the cum from shooting into her mouth.  But it still hit her
cheek.  There had to be a good tablespoon of the stuff and it quickly slid
down her cheek and onto her neck.  She was still in shock a few seconds
later when her brother turned and went back to the bed.  He helped their
mom get to her feet and walked her all the way to the door before he
removed her blindfold.

   "Go to the bathroom and wait for me there bitch," Robert said.  "And
that plug better still be in when I get there."

   Robert watched his mother wobble down the hall and into the bathroom. 
He then walked back to the closet.  He was glad to see that Linda had not
wiped the cum away yet.  Though, she did turn her head slightly in order to
help hide the evidence of what had happened.

   "Okay, I want you to wait in here for 15 minutes before you go to your
own room," Robert instructed.

   Linda could barely make out what her brother was telling her.  Not only
was she still in shock at having her brother's cum on her, but the
butterfly was fogging her mind with an overflow of sensations.

   Before leaving, Robert pointed the control once more at his sister and
smiled.  Linda gave him a pleading looked.  But it was hard to tell if she
was pleading for the device to be turned down or turned up.  Robert of
course turned it up.  It still wasn't on full speed but it was enough to
get another moan from his sister.

   When Robert turned and left the room, Linda put her hands down to her
crotch.  Robert didn't say it was okay to take the device off.  But he
hadn't said to leave it on either.

   "How would he know anyway," Linda thought.  Little did she know, Robert
had a hidden camera focused on the closet area.

   Linda's mind wrestled with the decision for over a minute.  The
butterfly felt so yummy as it danced on her naughty place; but that was the
problem, it felt way too good.  She could feel something building up inside
her...  something wonderful, yet scary at the same time.  In the end, she
decided to leave it on.

   Slowly, she moved her hands away from her crotch, closed her eyes and
waited for the butterfly to do its job.  As the sensations built up inside
her, Linda started getting flashes of images in her mind.  Some were images
of her eating Jane and Nikki's pussy, but most were of her brother and
mother having sex together.

   Before she even realized what she was doing, her right hand moved up to
her neck where most of Robert's cum had collected.  Slowly, she let her
finger tips touch the pool of cum.

   "This is the same cum that mother just ate," Linda thought.

   As though her hand had a mind of its own, her fingers scooped up a good
portion of the goo like she had seen her mother do earlier.  She brought
her slimy fingers up to her nose and sniffed.

   "It's so disgusting," Linda thought as she remembered seeing her mom eat
the stuff.  "I couldn't do that."

   Even as she thought it she found herself opening her mouth and
tentatively sticking her tongue out.  After the tip of her tongue was
coated with the stuff she slowly brought it back into her mouth.  She then
closed her mouth and let herself savor the flavor.

   "God, I can't believe I just did that."

   The flavor was not horrible.  However, knowing what it was made her feel
so naughty.  It sent shivers through her tummy that seemed to mingle with
the barrage of sensations the butterfly had already sent there.

   The sperm mixed with the saliva that had already collected in her mouth.
She debated spitting the mixture out, but instead closed her eyes even
tighter and swallowed it.  As the slime ran down her throat the sensations
inside her belly and pussy seemed to reach a critical mass.  She then felt
a sudden burst of energy inside her as she experience her first climax
ever.

   Linda went to yell out in joy only to realize she had at some point
stuffed her cum covered fingers into her mouth.  So, instead of yelling she
moaned around the fingers and then sucked them clean.

   Linda convulsed and bucked at the suitcase for only a minute, but to her
it seemed to last forever.  As her climax subsided she started to cry, but
for the life of her she didn't know why.  Maybe it was just from the
overflow of emotions.  Or, maybe it was just her body's way of letting her
know that something monumental had just happened.  Regardless, it was the
most wonderful cry of her life.

   7.

   Robert about pissed himself when he entered Vee's back yard and seen a
huge black dog running toward him.  He knew better than to run, the dog
would just take him down by a bite to the back of the leg.  By facing him,
however, the dog might think twice before attacking.

   Robert didn't know that much about dogs, but this one looked to be some
kind of mixed breed.  He could give a shit though what breed it was.  The
thing was huge and that's all that mattered right now.

   The dog ran right up to him and then stopped.  He wasn't growling or
anything so Robert slowly extended his hand toward the dog.  Sure enough,
the dog didn't seem threatened in the least, so Robert continued to reach
out and started petting him.  Once a rapport had been established, Robert
made his way to the outside basement door.  Despite how friendly the dog
seemed, Robert still made sure he didn't turn his back to him.

   The dog was extremely anxious to enter the basement but Robert managed
to keep him out.  After closing and locking the door he descended the steps
to start Sandra's training for the day.

   Robert was surprised to see Sandra was already crying.  This was very
unusual.  She cried like this the first few weeks when he would arrive, but
her training had long since reached a point where she seemed to almost look
forward to Robert's visits.  Well, she was never overjoyed or anything. 
But she had become addicted, or at least very accustomed, to the mix of
humiliation and pleasure that Robert would inflict on her during his
visits. Robert could tell that it wasn't fake enthusiasm either.  Every
time he would arrive her cunt would become soaking wet.  She still seemed
too embarrassed to willingly participate in her own debasement, but it
seldom took more than a simple order to get her to obey.

   "Please turn it off master," Sandra begged as she huddled at the
opposite end of her cage trying to ignore the monitor.

   Robert looked over at the screen as he approached Sandra's cage.  He
didn't see what the big deal was, it was just a feed from upstairs.  It
wasn't until he seen Vee bring the large black dog into the living room
that Robert realized that the images on the screen were not live but a
recording.  He also noticed that his sister was not in the room with them
either...  and he had just dropped her off there minutes ago.  Plus, he
could still hear the dog scratching at the outer basement door.  Robert
guessed that Vee recorded the activities and had it on a constant loop for
Sandra's benefit.

   Robert had been anxious to get Sandra's training started for the day,
but the fact that she didn't want to watch the video again sparked his
curiosity.  It took a lot to get Sandra to cry these days so he knew
whatever it was it must be something good.

   Robert ignored Sandra's pleas as he got undressed.  The volume was
pretty high and he had no problem making out what Vee was saying on the
tape.  He could even hear the dog panting as it sat waiting for it's
orders. It was then that Robert realized the dog was well trained.  It
looked very anxious to run around yet didn't move an inch once Vee told him
to sit.

   "Please," Sandra begged again as Robert unlocked her cage.

   Robert just tossed a pillow onto the concrete floor and then knelt down
on it facing the monitor.  Sandra didn't need orders, she knew what was
expected of her.  She crawled out of her cage and over to in front of
Robert.  Once there, she assumed her slave pose and waited for her master's
orders.

   "Cunt."

   It was all Robert had to say.  Sandra got back on her hands and knees,
turned her ass toward Robert then backed up until she felt his huge cock
touch her buttock.  She then reached back and guided his dick to her cunt
entrance.

   "Oh," Sandra moaned with a mix of pain and pleasure as she slowly sunk
the thing up her channel.

   Robert smiled at how wet she was despite her obvious sadness over
whatever was about to happen on the monitor.  Her training was definitely
nearing its end.  It wouldn't be long and she probably could even be left
unlocked at night.

   "This is Blacky, your new boyfriend."

   Vee's voice on the monitor drew Robert's attention again.  It wasn't a
very original name but it did suit the dog well.  The dog was pure black.
Even his eyes were black as coal.

   "It's going to be your job to take care of him," Vee said to Jane.  "He
will stay in the back yard whenever we have visitors, but all other times
he is to be in the house.  Understand?"

   Jane didn't look like she fully understood but she nodded just the same.


   "While you will be feeding him and letting him in and out, I don't want
you to think you are in 'charge' of him," Vee continued.  "The chain of
command goes from me, to Blacky to your sorry ass.  That means that if
Blacky wants something from you then you obey."

   Vee didn't bother to ask if she understood.  It was very clear from
Jane's expression that she did not.  Instead, Vee just smiled at her
innocence.

   "Put these on his front feet," Vee said as she tossed something toward
Jane.  Blacky shot up for a second when he seen the object fly through the
air.  It was clear he wanted to chase it but he caught himself and sat back
down.

   Robert was as puzzled by the objects as Jane seemed to be.  They looked
like thick leather socks.

   Jane picked them up and slowly crawled toward the beast.  When she
reached him Blacky automatically lifted one of his feet.  While Jane and
Robert were still puzzled, it was clear Blacky knew what these items were
for.  Once she got the first one on, Blacky lowered his foot to the floor
and lifted the other one up.

   It wasn't until the next day that Robert asked about the dog's socks. 
Turns out they are meant to prevent the dog from scratching up the slave
while he mounts them.  Vee said it was Jane's job to put the socks on
Blacky the second he walked into the house.  That way he could knock Jane
down and rape her whenever he wanted.

   "Stay there," Vee said when Jane had finished putting the socks on. 
"It's time for you two to get to know each other better."

   A light bulb lit up over both Jane and Robert's heads at the same time.
They still were not sure what Vee had planned but this latest comment made
it clear it was going to be something sexual.  Vee didn't keep them waiting
long though.

   "Up," Vee ordered.  Blacky got up immediately.  "Get under him and give
him a kiss."

   Jane was totally confused and her expression showed it.  She would have
to stand just to kiss his mouth.  There was no way she would ever reach it
if she were under him.

   "His dick dumbshit," Vee said when she realized Jane was never going to
figure it out on her own.

   Jane looked up at her mistress in shock.  Her expression slowly changed
from shock to disgust as she realized Vee was serious about the command.

   Over the months, Robert had seen Jane ordered to do some very vile
things.  However, he never once seen her hesitate or show any real disgust
like she was doing now.  He didn't blame her of course; it was a fucking
dog for God's sake.

   Robert was aware that his mother had performed similar acts in the past.
It sometimes turned him on thinking about his mother being forced to fuck
or suck a dog.  However, now that he was actually about to see it take
place he wasn't sure if he actually wanted to watch it.  He wasn't sure why
he was debating turning the monitor off.  His dick was rock hard from the
thought of watching Jane perform the act.  He guessed that he was probably
just scared that it might turn out to be too disgusting to watch.  It
certainly would ruin a lot of fantasies he sometimes had about making his
mother or sister do similar things.  Not that he ever seriously thought
about actually making them do them.  They were just fantasies.

   In the end, Robert decided to leave the monitor on.  He figured that if
it turned out to be too disgusting then so be it.  However, if it was
something he could easily stomach then maybe he would actually go through
with it and make his fantasies of his sister and mother a reality as well.

   Vee was using the hand held camera now and positioned it for a better
view as Jane crawled under the beast.  Jane crinkled her nose up in disgust
when she got her first real look at Blacky's penis.  Robert had to admit
that it didn't look that appealing.  He was surprised though that it was so
small.  Robert expected a dog the size of Blacky to have a large dick.  But
Blacky's penis was only about an inch around and a few inches long.

   "Do it Jane Dung," Vee said when Jane hesitated yet again.

   Jane's eyes fluttered briefly at the mention of her code word.  Her mind
went blank for a moment.  By the time she realized where she was again, she
had already inserted the dog's cock into her mouth.  It was much warmer
than she had expected.  However, it as just as slimy as it had looked.  The
taste, however, was nowhere near as bad.  It still didn't taste good but it
definitely could have been worse.

   Jane's head shot back suddenly.  At first Robert thought she was just
regaining her senses and had decided she didn't want to perform the act. 
However, her expression was one of surprise.  The camera left her face and
angled toward Blacky's dick.  Robert then seen why she was shocked. 
Blacky's dick had rapidly grown.  Even Robert had to rub his eyes to make
sure he was not seeing things.  It was now a good 8 or 9 inches long and
probably 2 inches thick.  It was huge, especially compared to what he had
seen earlier.

   The size wasn't the only thing that had surprised Jane.  As Robert
watched the monitor he noticed something squirt out of the end of Blacky's
dick.  It was like a squirt gun.  There was a strong short blast, then
nothing.  Then a few seconds later yet another short blast.  The dog was
cumming.  Or at least Robert guessed that that was his climax.  Robert
decided that he would definitely have to read up on dogs more.

   "Don't fucking waste all of that," Vee yelled at Jane.

   Jane looked up at her mistress with tears in her eyes.  Then she closed
them, turned her head back toward Blacky and guided the cock back into her
mouth.

   A huge knot seemed to form at the base of the dog's dick.  Blacky
periodically humped this knot at Jane's mouth, but there was no danger of
it actually entering.  Jane could barely fit the cock in her mouth.  There
was no way the knot would ever fit.  His attempts did make the scene a bit
more erotic; at least in Robert's eyes.  Each time Blacky would hump, his
long shaft would force its way down the girl's throat.  Jane would force it
back out quickly in order to breath again.  This only lasted for a minute.
By then Jane figured out she could wrap her hand around the base of
Blacky's dick to keep the entire thing from shooting down her throat.

   Robert was disappointed at first.  But then he noticed that instead of
Blacky cumming down her throat he was now cumming in her mouth.  Jane's
cheeks would swell up as they filled with the dog's cum.  Then, with a loud
moan of despair, she would swallow the mixture.  Then, her cheeks would
start to swell up again.  It was amazing how much the dog was cumming in
her mouth.  Robert couldn't actually see the cum but Jane must have
swallowed at least 10 times over the course of 15 minutes.

   Finally, Blacky seemed to have had his fill of Jane's mouth and pulled
away from her.

   "You're his bitch now," Vee laughed as Jane struggled to keep from
throwing up.  "He's going to come sniffing around you whenever he's horny
from now on.  That will be his way of ordering you to satisfy him.  I
better not ever see you deny him either!"

   Jane rolled up in a ball on the floor and cried.  Vee just sat back in
her chair and started playing with herself as she watched the child ball
her eyes out.

   "After Linda leaves tonight I think we will let Blacky here bust your
cherry," Vee said once Jane got herself under control.  This comment caused
Jane to break down crying again for another 5 minutes.  Vee managed to get
at least one climax during that time.  She then pulled Jane's face to her
cunt so she could give it a nice tongue bath.

   A few minutes later the monitor went black; a few minutes after that the
tape started all over again.  Robert watched the start of the tape again
for a minute before he turned his attention back to Sandra.

   "Well, you don't see that every day," Robert finally said with a laugh.

   Sandra didn't find it funny though.  She was still crying over what Vee
had made her sister do.  She also knew she would be forced to watch later
tonight as Blacky fucked Jane.  She felt this was cruel even by Nikki's
standards.

   "Shhh...  it will be okay," Robert told Sandra as she continued to hump
back and forth on his dick.

   Robert then grabbed onto her hips and started brutally fucking into her
with all his might.  Watching Jane suck the dog had not turned him off in
the least.  In fact, it had been a very huge turn on.  It only took him
another minute before he shot his load up Sandra's cunt.

   Sandra spun around once he removed his dick and started licking and
sucking it clean.  Once she was sure it was clean she attended to herself.
She reached down and started using her fingers to spoon the cum from her
cunt and feed it to herself.

   She still gagged sometimes when performing the task, but she no longer
moaned or complained about it.  To her it was now just another duty to
perform, kind of like doing the laundry.  Something you got no enjoyment
out of but it had to be done.

   This was far from the end of Sandra's training for the day though.  She
got 2 hours of ass training with Robert forcing ever larger plugs up her
ass.  They finished the night with some refresher potty training.  Sandra
had drunk so much piss by this point in her training that it hardly
bothered her anymore when Robert pissed down her throat.  Robert did it
more for his own enjoyment than to actually train or humiliate her.

   Finally, he locked a very tired Sandra back into her cage.  He glanced
at the monitor and noticed that it was no longer showing the tape but
instead had a live feed from upstairs.  They were all sitting on the sofa
watching TV as they waited for Robert to show up to take Linda home.  Linda
was still wiping away tears and looked very flushed.  Robert made a note to
watch the tape tomorrow to see what they had done to his sister.

   "Please," Sandra whispered as Robert turned to leave.

   Robert turned back to face her and she looked up at the monitor.  Robert
knew it was about Blacky.  He couldn't tell if she was pleading for him to
turn the monitor off so she wouldn't have to watch, or if she was actually
begging him to keep it from happening in the first place.  He guessed it
was probably the latter.

   "She is Nikki's slave," Robert pointed out.  "You know if I tried to
stop her she would just make it worse somehow."

   Sandra just lowered her eyes in defeat.  She knew Robert was right.  In
a sick sort of way, she was actually pleased her master had at least
listened to her plea and considered it.

   "If it makes you feel any better, I promise I won't ever make you have
sex with Blacky," Robert said.  "However, if you decide you want to have
sex with him then all you have to do is ask.  As long as your training
progresses well, I will let you have sex with him as often as you wish."

   Robert then turned and walked away.  Sandra was very confused.  Why
would she ever wish to have sex with a dog?  She started crying, however,
when it dawned on her why Robert had made the offer.  She realized that she
indeed wanted to have sex with Blacky; lots of sex with him in fact.  For
every time she had sex with him would mean one less time he would want to
have sex with her sister.

   8.

   Several weeks had passed since Blacky was introduced to his new
'girlfriend'.  Robert still got turned on every time he would arrive and
Sandra would start begging to have sex with the dog.  He knew she only was
trying to spare her sister, but it got him hard just the same.  And he of
course kept to his word and let her have sex with him every time she
requested it.

   However, he did put some restrictions on it.  For example, he wouldn't
let Blacky cum more than twice with Sandra.  He had to give Jane at least a
chance at some quality time with her new boyfriend.  Robert also dictated
what kind of sex it was going to be.  The first time Sandra tried to get
away with just giving the dog a hand job.  Robert made it very clear that
wasn't going to cut it.  Sometimes he had her suck him off.  Other times
she got fucked by the dog.  A couple times he even let Blacky fuck Sandra's
asshole.

   Robert always had to gag Sandra when she was getting fucked by the
beast. Especially when fucked up the ass.  Even with the gag in her mouth
Linda and everyone else upstairs could almost hear Sandra screaming
whenever Blacky would feed the girl his knot.  Robert thought Blacky killed
her the first time he got his knot up her asshole.  Robert didn't even
think it was possible until he heard her scream briefly and then pass out.
Robert ran over to help but there wasn't anything he could do.  The knot
was already in her and there was no way in hell it was coming out until it
was ready.

   They were still stuck together when Sandra came too 5 minutes later. 
Minutes later, however, she screamed and passed out yet again when Blacky
finally managed to pull the somewhat deflated, yet still huge, knot from
her ass.

   Even Vee seemed to enjoy watching the tapes of Blacky and Sandra.  She
especially liked watching it in person from time to time.  She always made
sure Jane was present also.

   "Maybe some day soon you will be able to take that knot also," Vee would
tell Jane.

   Blacky, however, turned out to be a lot more than just entertainment for
Robert to watch.  He also helped confirm some of Robert's worst fears about
Vee's plans for him and his sister.

   A week after Blacky showed up, Robert had asked Vee if he could use the
dog on his mother.  To his amazement, Vee had declined.  He knew damn well
Vee wanted nothing more than to see Karen being fucked by the beast.  It
was then that he realized that that is exactly what she had planned.

   She wanted to be there the first time a dog was introduced back into
Karen's life.  However, if she just wanted to watch then it could easily be
arranged even without Karen knowing.  But Vee hadn't even proposed this. 
To Robert this meant only one thing.  Vee wanted to basically take over
where her daughter had left off so many years ago.

   Robert suspected that the conclusion of Vee's plans would see not just
Linda but Karen locked in Sandra's basement.  There, they would be
subjected to some of the most inhumane things possible.  Robert guessed
that he would probably end up in one of those cages as well; or worse.

   The only thing that wasn't clear was why she was playing all these
games. Maybe she was trying to train Linda to the point she would be a
willing participant in her mother's capture and torture?  Robert didn't
know and didn't plan to wait to find out.  He would have to push his own
plan along even faster.

   Before doing so, however, he wanted to take Linda one step further in
her training.  He wanted to make sure she was ready to leave Vee and come
under his wing instead.  And tonight was the final test.

   ------------------------------------------

   Linda adjusted the butterfly, took a deep breath, and then opened her
bedroom door.  Normally, at this point Robert would lead her into the
bedroom where she would hide in the closet.  When she opened her door,
however, Robert was already standing there and told her to go back into her
own room.

   "Wait in here in your room tonight," Robert said.  "Lay in bed and
pretend to be asleep just in case mom checks on you."

   Linda didn't know if she should be happy or sad.  The fear of being
caught in the closet was now gone, but she also knew she wouldn't get as
good of a look at the action from the door.

   Linda laid in her bed for over 30 minutes before her mom checked in on
her.  Linda pretended to be asleep as her mom approached her and gave her a
goodnight kiss.  Linda noted that the kiss was on her lips and not her
forehead like in months past.

   Linda stayed in bed long after her mom left the room.  It was almost 20
minutes before she felt it was safe to get out of bed and sneak down the
hall.  Before she could get out of bed, however, her door opened.  Her
heart skipped a beat, then she realized it was her brother.

   "Come on," Robert told her.

   The confused and scared part of Linda wanted to refuse.  That part of
her wanted to tell her brother that she didn't feel like watching tonight.
The rest of her, however, was so excited to comply that she almost felt
like she had to pee.

   Robert led her down the hall toward their mother's room.  As they
approached, this odd breach in procedure made Linda became fearful that
maybe Robert had told their mom about her spying on them.  That maybe their
mother was waiting inside the room to either punish her or have sex with
her.  Linda wasn't sure which prospect scared her the most.

   Linda thought her suspicions had been confirmed when Robert didn't stop
at the door but opened it wide and walked right in.  Linda was about to
turn and flee, but before she could she caught sight of her mom.

   Her mom was tied spread eagle on the bed with some kind of black rubber
mask on her face.  Linda had seen Robert tie her mother up in the past, so
it was the mask that drew all of her attention.  It covered her entire
head, even part of her neck.  It was one solid piece of black rubber with
the exception of a large hole over her mother's mouth and nose.

   "Come on in," Robert said.

   Linda took a step back when Robert said it.  It wasn't a whisper but a
normal voice he had used.

   "Don't worry, she can't hear us.  She's wearing tiny earphones and
listening to a tape," Robert said as he pointed to a small mp3 player taped
to the bed's headboard.

   As Robert and Linda chatted, Karen was stuck in her own private little
hell.  This was the first time Robert had used the black mask on her while
in the house.  All of the prior times it was used in that sleazy hotel. 
What concerned Karen was that she knew someone else was in the room.  Or at
least she suspected such.  Every time Robert used the mask on her he had
invited a stranger to use her body.  Usually it was a man.

   Today, however, she knew it would be a woman.  She knew because of the
tape that she was listening too.  Robert extracted sound files from the
videos she created for the "Hope Chest" game.  If he played a sound clip of
her with a man then that meant the stranger was going to be a man. 
However, this clip was one of her with another woman.  This meant it would
be a woman she had sex with tonight.

   Karen guessed that it would probably be the same young girl Robert had
used twice in the past.  Karen had been wearing the mask both times, but
she was pretty certain it had been the same girl.  She couldn't tell for
sure, but she guessed from the size of the girl that she couldn't be much
older than her son.

   The thought of having sex with an underage girl was bad enough, but it
concerned her that the girl would now know where they lived.  From this day
forward, every girl scout selling cookies or other girl visiting the house
would make Karen wonder if she was the one having sex with her.

   "She knows someone else is in the room," Robert said as Linda tiptoed
across the room to get a better look.  "We've played this game several
times before.  If you haven't figured it out already, mom doesn't just like
having sex, she likes having kinky sex.  I put the mask on her like this
sometimes and then let other people have sex with her.  Sometimes it's a
boy, sometimes a girl."

   Linda put her hand up to her mouth in shock.  She wasn't sure why she
was so surprised though.  She had heard her mom masturbating and talking
about having sex with her own daughter, having sex with other men and women
definitely was no worse than that.  She guessed she was mainly surprised to
hear that her mom had actually done more than just fantasize about such
things.

   "I need you to baby-sit her tonight," Robert said.

   "W...what?" Linda whispered as she took a step back.  She wasn't sure
what her brother was talking about but it didn't sound good.

   "You know that girl, Jane, that Nikki watches sometimes?" Robert said.
"I have a date with her tonight.  Don't tell mom though, she would have a
fit if she knew I was going out this late.  Jane is sneaking out of her
house and should be here any minute."

   Linda's eyes lit up at the explanation.  Her expression was more than
just understanding though; it was also that of joy.  If Robert started
dating Jane then maybe Jane would leave her alone for a while.

   "W...what do I need to do?" Linda finally asked.

   Linda jumped when the doorbell suddenly rang.

   "That's her now," Robert said as he headed toward the bedroom door. 
"You can do whatever you want with her.  I wouldn't just 'watch' her all
night though.  You know how nasty she is.  She will be expecting something
to happen to her.  If you just stand there and do nothing she will know I
wasn't here and will probably guess it was you in the room the whole time."

   "B...but..."

   Linda had a million questions but it was too late.  Robert had already
left the room and was opening the front door.  She listened quietly as
Robert and Jane spoke briefly and then left the house.  Linda was a bit
suspicious as to why Jane would come to their front door if they were
supposed to be sneaking out.  Just to make sure Robert wasn't playing some
kind of trick, Linda ran down stairs to make sure they had actually left,
which they had.  She looked out the living room window just in time to see
the couple turn the corner at the end of the block.

   Linda stood there in the living room staring blankly out the window for
what seemed like forever.  She wasn't really looking for her brother
anymore, she was just debating in her mind what she was going to do.  It
wasn't until she noticed an old man staring at her that she snapped back to
reality and closed the curtains and stepped away.  The man looked to be
about 50.  Linda recognized him as one of their neighbors.  He looked to
just be out for a late night walk or something and had caught site of the
lovely girl standing in the window in her nightgown.  Linda blushed at
having given the old man the brief peep show.

   She snuck back to the window and peaked out again to make sure the old
man wasn't approaching the house or anything.  However, he was nowhere to
be seen.  Relieved, Linda double checked the locks on the door and snuck
back upstairs.

   While somewhat embarrassing, the old man had at least given her mind a
brief distraction from her current dilemma.  That being, what was she going
to do?

   When she reached her mother's room, she peaked inside to make sure Karen
had not gotten loose.  Sure enough, she was still just lying there.  Her
mother looked almost as worried as herself.  Linda entered the room and
closed and locked the door behind her in case her brother got home early.
She couldn't even remember if her brother had said how long he would be
out. She guessed he would be gone at least an hour or two.

   Linda surveyed the room.  It only took a second to find where Robert had
placed the box of toys.  Her main goal, however, was to located the video
camera.  She found it on the nightstand.  She inspected it closely to make
sure it was turned off, which it was.  She still felt self conscious with
it there, so she turned the lens so it faced away.

   As Linda turned to face her mom again, she noticed for the first time
that something was playing on the small TV mounted on the wall.  What she
seen made her gasp.  It was a video of her mother with some other woman.

   It was no coincidence that Robert had selected this tape.  It was the
only girl his mother had "picked up" as part of the "Hope Chest" game.  In
fact, it was the audio from this tape that he had extracted for the mp3
player his mom was now listening too.

   Robert got a huge kick out of the tape.  When he asked his mother, she
had told him that she had gone to a lesbian club in hopes of finding a
married woman that might be interested in having a threesome with their
husband.  This would have gotten Karen tons of points.

   Karen's big mistake, however, was that she told the first girl she met
what she was looking for.  The girl's name was Kim.  Kim told her she was
in luck and that that was why she was there that night as well.  A naive
Karen actually believed her and followed her home.  The tape she now
listened too was what happened after they got inside the front door.

   It turns out, not only was Kim not married but she was a dike by every
definition of the word.  Karen put up a little resistance at first, but Kim
had her naked and eating pussy in a matter of minutes.  Before the night
was over, Karen's tongue had gotten a full workout on Kim's pussy and
asshole.  The dike didn't even pretend to be interested in Karen's sexual
satisfaction.  Well, she did use some huge dildos on Karen's pussy and
asshole, but it didn't look like the dike was really trying to give
pleasure with them.  The video looked more like a rape than anything else;
which basically it was to a certain degree.

   Linda almost forgot her mom was in the room as she sat on the edge of
the bed and watched the video play out.  Linda nervously bit her lower lip
as she watched her mom eat the dike's pussy.  She wondered if that was how
she looked when she was made to eat Nikki or Jane's pussy.

   She knew she should have been repulsed by the images, but for some
reason the video had the opposite effect.  She started feeling warm and
tingly all over; especially in her naughty place.  It was then that Linda
realized she was wearing the butterfly but it wasn't on.  She took her eyes
off the video long enough to look into the box of toys.  She found what she
was looking for right on top of the pile.  She reached down and picked up
the butterfly's remote control.  She blushed when she realized that it was
probably no coincidence that the control was so easy to find.  Her brother
surely put it there knowing she would want to use it.

   For an instant she thought of defying her brother's assumptions.  But
then she remembered how good the butterfly always felt.  She reasoned that
her brother wouldn't know one way or the other anyway.

   Little did Linda know, Robert knew very well what she was doing.  After
turning the corner, he and Jane had run full speed around the block and
then cut through their back neighbor's yard in order to enter his own back
yard.  Robert had two hidden cameras in the room recording everything, but
he wanted to see it live as well.  Even as Linda figured out the controls
for the butterfly, Robert was already standing on a lawn chair and looking
through the bedroom window.  Below him stood Jane sucking on the end of his
dick.  There wasn't very much cover outside his mother's window so they had
to look around from time to time to make sure none of their neighbors
happened to go into their back yards.

   "Oh!" Linda said when she found the right button and the butterfly began
to buzz.

   Linda shivered and goose bumps rose all over her body as the butterfly
did its little dance on her tiny clit.  She closed her eyes in order to
savor all the sensations running through her body.  It became too
overpowering, however, and she had to open her eyes so she could sit on the
bed before her legs buckled under her.

   Linda was currently at the foot of the bed and had to sit between her
mother's spread legs.  After sitting, Linda looked up at the TV.  Her mom
was still sucking on the woman's pussy.  As she watched, she noticed a
familiar smell.  It only took Linda a millisecond to realize she was
smelling her mom's arousal.

   Linda got stiff as it fully dawned on her that her mother was anxious to
have sex...  with her!  Well, she didn't know it was her own daughter but
that didn't matter from Linda's perspective.

   "It's wrong," Linda whispered.

   Even as she said it, however, she found herself slowing turning her
upper body.  Linda bit her lower lip nervously as she took in her mother's
beauty.  Her mom was absolutely stunning.

   "Maybe I am a lesbian," Linda thought as stared at her mother's lovely
breasts.

   Slowly, she let her gaze roam from her breasts to her slim waist and
then to her mother's naughty place.  Linda had gotten tons of close up
views of Nikki and Jane's pussies over the last few months, but neither of
those held a candle to her mother's.  Linda didn't even know what
distinguished it from the other two, it just did.  Maybe it was because of
what Jane and Nikki always made her do?

   All she knew was that right now her mother's pussy looked very inviting.
The thought of eating her mother's pussy was repulsive, yet still somehow
pleasing.  Or, was it just the wild sensations that the butterfly was
sending through her?  Her mind was so blurry right now that she didn't know
what it was.  It was like she was on autopilot or something.

   Linda bit her lower lip even harder when she seen her own hand reach out
toward her mother's pussy.  She didn't even remember giving the command to
do so.  However, she did tell herself to pull it back, but it didn't
listen.

   "Mmm!" Karen moaned in pleasure when she felt someone's fingers finally
touch her.

   Linda let her fingers slide up and down her mother's slit for a moment.
She had gotten tons of practice and knew exactly what would feel good to
her mother.  Linda toyed with her mom's pussy for a moment then turned her
own body further around and leaned in so she could use her other hand as
well.  She used her thumbs to slowly open the petals of her mother's
flower. It didn't take her long to locate what she was looking for.  It was
her mother's special button, her clit.

   Linda blushed deeply once she found it because she knew what always came
next whenever she did this to Nikki and Jane.

   "No, don't," Linda told herself as she seen her mother's pussy
approaching her face.

   It took her a second to realize that it wasn't her mother's pussy
approaching her face, but her face approaching the pussy.

   "God, I'm going to lick mom's pussy," Linda thought.

   She wanted to stop, she really did.  But her body just wouldn't let her.
Linda had eaten a lot of pussy, but this was the first time she had ever
done so while being stimulated herself.  It was like night an day.  Her
mom's pussy tasted pretty much the same as Jane and Nikki's, yet somehow it
didn't disgust her as much.  In fact, it seemed to fuel the fire that was
building inside her.

   The higher the flames grew the more Linda felt she needed to feed it
further.  It wasn't long and she was eagerly licking and sucking at her
mother's clit.  A few times, Linda even voluntarily let her mouth roam
downward to her mom's sloppy hole and sucked up some of her juice.  This
was something she had never willingly done in the past.  Jane and Nikki
always had to force her face down there.  Linda still felt it was a very
disgusting thing to do, yet she gladly did it.  But she didn't do it just
for her mother's sake.  She did it also because she instinctively knew that
the revulsion of the act would take her even higher...  which it did.

   "Mmm!"

   Both Linda and her mom were now moaning out loud as they reached climax.
It was a wonderful climax for the both of them.  It was by far the most
intense one Linda had felt so far.  Not that she had had very many to judge
it against.  It also ranked pretty high on Karen's chart.  Karen had a ton
more sexual experience, but she had never had anyone eat her cunt as
eagerly.  Toward the end it felt almost like someone was using a vacuum
hose on her or something.  There was so much suction that it neared moving
from pleasure to pain.

   Outside the window Jane was busy swallowing Robert's load.  She suckled
on the dick for a few minutes and then began to move away.  Robert put his
hand on her head, however, to let her know to stay where she was at.  He
suspected that he would soon have another load for her to take care of.

   He was right too.  Inside the house Linda had gotten up from the bed. 
She was staring at her wet fingers in both shock and awe in the realization
of what she had just done.  Robert could tell there was a major conflict
going on inside the girl's head.  He could also tell when one side finally
won.  Linda slowly brought her slick fingers to her face and sucked each
one of them clean.

   "Let me take care of you also," Karen suddenly whispered.

   The comment shocked Karen almost as much as it did Linda.  Karen
couldn't believe she had just offered to suck another woman.  Despite how
many times she had been made to do so, she had never found any pleasure in
eating pussy.  Yet, for some reason she now wanted to perform this task for
this mystery girl.  She guessed that it was probably because this girl had
actually thought about her needs.  This was something a slave such as
herself was not used too.  In fact, she couldn't remember a single female
that had ever eaten her pussy.  A few had fingered her a little, but none
had actually tried to please her as this girl had.

   Linda didn't have to be asked twice.  For months now she had wondered
what it would feel like to have someone lick her pussy for a change.  And
to her own surprise, she couldn't think of anyone she would rather have do
it than her own mother.

   Linda pulled her nightgown off and let fall to the floor.  She unsnapped
the butterfly and let it fall as well.  She didn't even bother to turn it
off.  Now completely naked, Linda got back on the bed and slowly crawled
toward her mother's upper body.  As she crawled upward she debated stopping
at her mom's breasts so she could suckle them for a bit.

   "Maybe later," Linda told herself as she continued upward.

   Karen's head didn't look that appealing in the black leather mask. 
However, it wasn't exactly her head that Linda was staring at.  It was her
mouth.

   Linda wasn't exactly sure how she should proceed in regards to
positioning herself.  She decided that to start with she probably should
just kneel over her mom's head facing upward.  This way her butt wouldn't
cover her mom's nose.  Now standing over her mom's head, Linda slowly
lowered her pussy downward.  For an instant a very naughty thought shot
through her mind.  What would it feel like if she fed her asshole to her
mom instead of her pussy?  She chastised herself for thinking such a thing.
But then whispered again, "maybe later."

   9.

   "She moved?" Linda asked.

   Robert had just told her that Nikki had suddenly moved away.  Linda was
shocked and was struggling to hold back tears.  While Nikki had a strange
way of showing it, Linda had thought the woman loved her.  There were many
things about Nikki that Linda hated, but deep down she knew she loved her.

   "I spoke to her on the phone the other day," Robert said.  "She said
something about moving to another state with her girlfriend so she could
get married.  I guess she is finally coming out of the closet."

   Linda didn't want to show too much emotion in front of her brother but
this last comment was too much and she started to cry.  She turned and ran
to her bedroom and shut the door behind her.  She was so upset that she
didn't even care if her outburst resulted in Robert guessing what Nikki and
her real relationship was.

   Robert could hear his sister's sobs through the door.  The crying went
on for over an hour before she seemed to wear herself out.  It was another
2 hours before their mom finally got home.  By then Linda had regained her
senses and was able to put up a good front for her mom.  Karen could still
tell her daughter was upset by the loss of her babysitter and friend, but
it was to be expected.

   Convinced everything was going to work out okay at home, Robert made his
way over to Vee's house.  He now had a key to the place and used it to let
himself in.  He tiptoed through the house and to the basement door.  It
wasn't really necessary to be quiet though, the basement was well insulated
for sound.  It just seemed natural to do so.

   He stayed in stealth mode as he descended the stairs.  Everyone was
asleep it seemed.  Jane was hogtied on the mattress via a pair of
interlinking metal cuffs on her ankles and wrists.  For most, this position
would have been too uncomfortable to rest, but Jane was used to much worse
and was sleeping like a baby.

   Cradling Jane was her sister Sandra who was also asleep on the mattress.
Only a leg cuff and a long stretch of chain bolted to the floor bound
Sandra.  The chain was long enough that she could access everything in the
basement except the door leading outside.  Still, Robert was certain that
if she really wanted too she probably could devise a way of escape.

   However, her training was at the point where he didn't feel she would
attempt such a thing.  Though, he did want to make it slightly difficult
for her just in case it did enter her mind.

   Robert stared at the two for over a minute.  They looked very inviting
and it took all of his willpower not to walk over and play some games with
them.  But he had something even greater in mind.  And that something was
locked in Sandra's old metal cage.

   He walked over to the cage and stared at their new captive.  It had been
several hours and the drugs should have worn off by now.  Robert unzipped
his pants and pulled his dick out.  He held it over the sleeping body for a
minute then started to piss.

   "Mmph!" Vee let out around her gag once she came too and realized what
was happening.

   Vee shot to her feet only to fall back down when her head banged against
the top of the cage.  Once it dawned on her where she was she scooted to
the far end of the cage.  Robert just followed her with his stream of piss
until he finally ran dry.

   Robert still couldn't believe he had gotten the balls to drug and cage
the woman.  But he knew it had to be done.  Thanks to Robert, Vee was
getting nowhere with her current approach with Linda.  It wouldn't have
been long before she decided to take drastic actions that Robert would not
agree too.

   Robert knew that once she decided to go down that road she would have to
do something to keep Robert out of her hair.  Maybe she would run off with
Linda.  Or, maybe she would try to train Robert or blackmail him.  There
were dozens of things she could possibly have planned.  All of which Robert
knew he would not like.

   Slip some drugs in her drink, wait for her to pass out, then drag her
into the basement and cage her.  It sounded like a simple plan but was
actually way more complicated.  First, he had to make sure she didn't have
any friends that were aware of her location.  This took time.  Then, there
was the two sisters.  Taking care of them and Vee would become a full time
job if he didn't find a way of delegating.  So, that's exactly what he did.

   "Ah ah ah," Robert said when Vee went to remove the gag.  "You remove
that and I promise you that the next stream of piss will be going down your
throat."

   Vee was absolutely livid.  It took all her willpower not to remove the
gag and start bitching Robert out.  She looked over at Jane and Sandra who
were now awake.  She noticed that Jane was tied up, but even if she wasn't
Jane was no match for Sandra let alone Robert.

   "I think it is time that I answered your question," Robert said.

   Vee just shook her head in confusion.

   "Don't you remember?" Robert said.  "You asked me what I had whispered
to Sandra to get her to submit to her training."

   As he spoke, Sandra crawled from the mattress and to her master.  She
then knelt up and sucked the last few drops of Robert's piss from his cock.

   "All I did was make her a promise," Robert continued.  "And if you
haven't guessed yet, that promise was you.  In exchange for becoming my
slave, you are going to become hers."

   Robert reached down and ran his fingers through Sandra's hair as she
continued to suckle on his dick.

   "The three of you will spend the rest of the school summer vacation down
here," Robert said.  "Once school starts back up I plan to release both
Sandra and her sister.  She will be more trained by then, but if Sandra
decides to go to the police, then so be it.  By then I will have hidden
away any evidence that I was ever here.  At best, they might be able to
prove that I had sex with them, but it will be Sandra, not I, that gets
into trouble for that...  I'm underage after all.

   "I don't think she will go to the police though.  I think she will
gladly put up with me just so she can dish out her own justice to you.  And
she has a lot of justice to hand out also.  Not just for what you did to
her and her sister, but what she is convinced you did to their mother."

   Vee shook her head back and forth at this last comment.  Robert couldn't
tell if she was begging for her freedom or just denying her role in their
mother's death.  It didn't matter.  Even if she could convince Sandra she
was innocent of the murder, there were many other things Sandra knew Vee
was guilty of.

   "Is it okay if I have a little fun with your slave," Robert asked Sandra
after a moment.

   "Of course master," Sandra replied as she smiled over at Vee.

   "I'm going to teach you a new game," Robert told Vee.  "Its called
Horsey.  You are going to love it."

   -- end -

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written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such activities
in real life.  `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````