by Writing Shark
The new maid is broken in
Almost six hours, Valerie thinks. At least she suspects so, hearing Alice’s voice in the house. She doesn’t know why Gemma didn’t go to school today, but it must be afternoon by the time Alice gets back. Shortly after, there is a knock at the door.
“Daddy I’m back,” Alice Winters says kindly and smiles at her father. Valerie gives the girl pleading looks. Alice is smart and sweet. Yes, she too has not been treated well by Valerie but this is all going too far. Sure Alice must… But she too ignores Valerie completely as her father speaks.
“Hello, my darling.” Master James is lying on his side, his exhausted daughter snuggled up to him, his erect cock between her thighs.
“Is there a problem?” Alice asks, sounding serious but the Master shakes his head and strokes Elise’s hair.
“She’s a little sore” he grins. “I think I’ve overwhelmed her a bit.”
“She’s just hooked on you” Alice grins contentedly as the powerful cock keeps jutting out from between Elise’s thighs. “We all are.”
Without further ado, Alice pulls off her gym shorts and kicks them off, pulling down her white panties as well. Today was cheerleading practice Valerie reminds herself while Alice takes off her long shirt as well. Grace immediately rushes forward and picks up the clothes after Alice nods to her. Then the girl stands wide-legged in front of her father. Valerie sees only the firm trained buttocks of the other girl who, like everyone here, doesn’t seem to care about bare skin. Valerie notices her breasts and… She gasps. Her nipples are stiff. Must be the fear, she tells herself, but raises her hands. Immediately her mother hits her again.
“Look at Master and his Mistresses Tiny Titts.” Alice and Elise giggle, both absently, one from fatigue, one from lust. Then Alice’s hands move down and spread her opening for her father.
“Maybe you’ll aim and hit,” she grins, “and gift me a baby.” Her father thrusts faster between his other daughter’s thighs.
“You’d like that you little slut.” Valerie barely feels her horror, so numb is she already.
“Oh yes, daddy. You make me a child. I’m your mistress” she moans “That’s what I’m here for. To be what you want me to be.”
“Pregnant and happy,” James moans. Open-mouthed, Valerie watches as Elise wiggles under the thrusts while Alice strokes her opening. Standing on tiptoe she pines for her father.
“Can I come Daddy” she gasps “Please, I haven’t had any fun since this morning and Miss Hoover isn’t here to take care of me and school is so lonely without Elise and Gemma.” Her father groans.
“Come here dear.” Alice prances over to James, who pulls her to him. “No children yet,” he murmurs in her ear. Alice moans in pleasure. “We’re not at our destination yet.
“Anything you want Daddy. I want to be at our destination with you. I want to come with you.”
“Then come for me, my little girl. Come for me muffin.”
“Daddy!” Elise twitches and giggles as wave after wave of white sticky cum shoot out from between her thighs and land on Alice’s belly. Then more shoots out, gumming up the space between her thighs. Then another gush into Alice’s belly button. The two girls giggle happily and as Elise slowly begins to stir Alice wants to run her finger through the torrents of cum on her body.
“Wait muffin,” her father says lovingly. Then his voice changes. “Tiny tits.” This time Valerie immediately startles when she hears her horrible nickname. Speaking is hard for her, she’s too befuddled, but the fear of being beaten is stronger than her confusion. “Yes… Yes sir?”
“Do your job.” But Valerie didn’t understand and a heavy silence settled over the room.
“Sir… I don’t know…”
“Jesus you are one dumb cunt.” Elise, filled with new angry energy, swings out of bed, crosses the room and grabs Valerie by the hair in the neck. “When my daddy tells you to do something then you do it.” Enraged, one girl drags the other across the room, cum sticking between her tights. Confused and helpless, Valerie looks at her mother, but she does nothing. Then Elise throws her enemy on the floor in front of the bed. Valerie lands in the puddle of cum dripping from Alice’s body. Helplessly she looks from one face to the other. “Come on you bitch!” barks Elise and Valerie makes herself very small. A blow to the back of the head, a kick in the ass.
“Wait Elise,” Alice says softly and the girl pauses.
“Okay… Mistress” she grumbles, but pulls herself together as Alice waves Grace over.
“Tiny Tits,” she says softly. “Look here.” And Valerie obeys, fixing her teary, fearful eyes on the naked, cum-covered girl. “Watch what Bouncy Butt does and do it just like her.”
“You need to learn,” Grace also says. “We’re not truly useful until Master and the Mistresses don’t have to tell us everything all the time.” With those words – sounding almost maternal – Grace Hoover leans down and gently runs her tongue over Alice, her student’s belly.
“Oh…” That’s all Valerie dares to say. Alice giggles and turns to her sister.
“We were lucky, dear sister,” she sighs as Grace cleans her. “But Tiny Tits never had the chance to see the power of our father. You shouldn’t be angry with her.”
“I know,” Elise pouts. “But she didn’t treat you well either. Have you forgotten that yet?” Alice shakes her head and moves Grace’s across her stomach to just above her lap.
“No. But we shouldn’t stand in his way with our feelings. We are all girls here and there is only this one man who can guide our lives. Anger has no place in this house. And if Tiny Tits or any other sub needs discipline then Daddy knows best what to do. It’s not up to us to fill our heads with bad thoughts.”
“Well said,” Mister Winters nods while Grace licks over Alice’s belly. “Elise, I know how you feel and there will be plenty of opportunities for good anger. But I don’t want to see you hurt.” Elise grimaces painfully.
“Hmmmmm I know. Okay, you are right. Thank you, sis. Thanks Daddy.” Then she turns to Valerie.
“Do you hear that Tiny Tits? Even now, with all this power, my sister is still a better person than you. Do you understand how lucky you are to have only been beaten by Bouncy Butt?”
And in that moment, Valerie considers herself really, really lucky. It makes sense and even now, in her emotional chaos, she knows she was lucky.
“Yes Mistress,” she says, tonelessly, but manages to look at Elise. She smiles and looks over at Grace who has licked the last traces of cum from Alice’s body.
“Then do your job.” And Valerie knows she has no choice but to obey.
Writing Shark 