Category: Family patriarch

by Writing Shark

Your three daughters give you a triple blow job

“Oh Daddy, you taste so good.” Elise sucks on your glans like a homeless person in front of a 7Eleven with a beer bottle.

“Yes Daddy, feed your daughters your cum, Daddy.” Alice runs her tongue along one side of your cock.

“We only serve you, Daddy,” Gemma whispers and kisses your other side with puckered lips.

Life goes on around you but your world only consists of the three hot, wet, warm, soft mouths that want to pamper you. You bred your two daughters for this very purpose and your dreams would be to see the young bodies, 18 and 20 years old, at your feet.

Alice the cheerleader, now head cheerleader after Valerie’s taking, has simply folded her legs to her side in a kind of folded split with her cunny almost brushing against the floor if she wasn’t still wearing her black gym shorts.

Elise has her legs under her sides, is already completely naked and is rocking back and forth on her hips while your cock flattens her tongue.

And Gemma sits on the floor in her jeans panties like a puppy, her arms squeezing her titties and she’s panting slightly while her big eyes stare up at you.

“Please, Daddy,” begs Alice, the only one still fully clothed, running the tip of her tongue over your throbbing cock and looking up at you. “May I suck you too.” You stroke her cheek and instinctively she opens her mouth for your thumb. But this time you deny her your mercy.

“No,” her eyes widen. “Do it like in the limo in Japan.” Elise knows what you mean and stands up.

“Suck daddy’s cock sister,” she says to Gemma.

“Yeeee..” Then your youngest’s inexperienced lips close around your cock and a quarter of your length as Else pulls Alice next to you.

“That has to go,” the naked girl says businesslike, stretches and pulls the shirt off Alice’s body. Only in black underwear, your daughter lounges on her sister for your pleasure while you stroke Gemma’s hair like a good puppy. “Come here. Kiss me for daddy, you little whomph…” Alice attacks her sister hard and horny and the moans of the two girls only make Gemma want to spoil you even more.

You proudly watch as your youngest stands on her heels and rocks her body, using all her weight to push herself onto you.

“Come here, Princess.” As a man, you take the lead, placing your fingers gently against her jaw and slowly moving backwards. Gemma gets back on her knees in front of you, then her hands follow and then she follows you to the corner sofa while she desperately sucks on your cock like a popsickle. Alice and Elise, now both naked and wet as a waterfall, make room for you as you sit down on the sofa.

“Yes,” Elise breathes. “Suck it, sister.” She rubs her clit wildly and fantasizes about finally being part of this perfect family. In the background, Grace is doing her work and Hellen is checking on Valerie in the kitchen. A normal evening in which three daughters have sex with their father.

Gemma and you arrive at the sofa and Alice quickly takes off her younger sister’s pants and her white panties. While Elise makes herself comfortable on the sofa with her legs spread on her knees, Alice kneels behind her sister and places her hands on her bottom.

“Blow him sister” she also says. “Suck the cock we came from.” Not only do you moan at the thought, Gemma goes wild too and gets you halfway down her throat. Her madness, cockhungry mindset and all, needs something more, her love for you is too great. Soon she will be just as stupid and ready as Elise, who watches Alice live out her incestuous, brutally forbidden and therefore horny fantasies. “Suck him and get his sperm out of his cock.” Then she looks at you briefly, then back at Gemma. “Forget what we said. He desides.” Gemma groans and rolls her eyes. “Suck your siblings out of his cock and swallow them.”

You’re nowhere near ready to come, it’s just dirty talk that Alice loves so much, but the idea excites you, makes you so hard it almost hurts.

“Oh God!” Gemma comes off your cock, sucking deep and loud as her chin glistens. “He’s so hard sisters! I can’t… he’s so strong and… My God!” She pounces on your cock again, coughing and choking.

“Don’t sit there so uselessly,” you hiss at Elise. “Make yourself useful and lick your sister.”

“Yes Sir!” she says obediently, smiling and leaning forward on the sofa. She sits next to you on the corner sofa while Alice kneels on the floor. Elise bends down low and puts her face next to her sister’s, both inches from Gemma’s jiggling ass. “Will you look at that,” Elise grins and looks at Alcie. “Are we giving Daddy a show?” Alice grins, her eyes glassy with lust.

“Oh yeah. Kiss me in Gemma’s pussy.”

The two girls lean forward, eyes on you while Gemma sucks the cock that made her. Then the tips of their noses meet and you see your youngest stiffen with pleasure.

Alice and Elise literally torture Gemma with their double cunnilingus, driving their tongues together into her cunt while their willing victim moans and gasps. The sisters spread her ass cheeks and also lick the skin on her bottom while their hands caress her body.

Elise kicks her legs, crossing them over her arching bare bottom while Alice lets her back arch to get a good angle on her sister. Gemma, on the other hand, gets wilder and wilder on your cock and you feel her throat tighten around you the deeper she pushes herself onto you like a hot, warm cover for your cock. Elise is playful, using her tongue to control Gemma. Alice is a little wilder and presses her face between her sister’s butt cheeks, only pushing her deeper onto your cock.

Finally you feel Gemma’s hot chin on your balls. You let her go, making a way out for her, but her shaking body stays in place, holding the position as you watch the life drain from her tired eyes. It’s erotic to see your youngest suffocating on you, but before she can ultimately show you that you have control over her, it’s you who pulls her back.

“Good girl,” you say as Gemma chokes out a thick glob of precum and salvia onto the floor. Nothing Valerie can’t lick up later.

“Thank you, Daddy,” says Gemma in a barely audible voice, her sisters now in a chain behind her, Elise sandwiched between Gemma and Alice, Alice’s tongue deep in her cunt. “I live to serve you.”

by Writing Shark

The good shepherd cares for his three lambs

Alice is still lying underneath you, panting wildly, when you get up. Her pleading eyes follow you but she says nothing. Daddy decides if and when she comes.

Elise skids to a stop, falls almost full length, flails her arms and then catches herself. Then Gemma comes hopping over and takes a stand next to her newest sister.

“Girls,” you say and smile. “I know you want to tell me something.” The desire in their eyes is unmistakable. But also the fear. Everyone here knows what happens if one don’t respect the order you have created. In the end, you do everything with masculine perfection and it is not a woman’s job to decide and lead. Women follow and are happy. “And I’m always open to whatever you want to tell me. I am your father.” The three girls look at each other, Alice from the sofa, naked and denied, the others in front of you, ready and willing. “But please, also remember that as your father, I make the difficult, important decisions.” You see it first in Elise’s eyes, then in Alice’s and finally Gemma has also come through.

“You’re right, Daddy,” says Elise and steps towards you. She snuggles into your side and tiptoes kisses your neck. “You decide.”

“Yes,” Alice says from the sofa, stands up and steps next to you, doing the same as her sister. But Gemma doesn’t move.

“I don’t understand, Daddy,” she murmurs quietly, swinging from side to side.

“It’s okay,” you say, waving her over to you. Gemma obeys immediately and you put your hand on Elise’s shoulder. “You are three wonderfully beautiful, strong, feminine women.” You gently push Elise onto her knees. The young girl allows herself to be led without argument and gets on her knees in front of you. “I know what you want, what you need,” you breathe into her ear as your 18-year-old daughter goes to your side. “These are hard, big decisions and I’m here for you, Princess.”

“Yes, Daddy.” And that decides the matter for Gemma too.

“Now I decide that the four of us have sex together.”

“Mmmh” Elise hums as her dainty fingers stroke the bulge in your pants. “Daddy always has the best ideas.”

“And we listen to Daddy,” Alice breathes, nibbling on your neck. Then she giggles.

“I can feel it throbbing. Fuck daddy you’re so powerful.”

It’s a shared moment. Hellen is just packing up the things on the table – your foursome is only a tiny distraction from what you and Hellen are up to – Valerie is in the kitchen and Grace is moving quietly and unobtrusively through the house, keeping things tidy. It’s cozy and beautiful and you enjoy every moment with your three horny angels.

“Take us Daddy,” Alice whispers next to you and strokes your stomach.

“We’re yours, Daddy,” Gemma whispers, stroking your back.

They are women and like women, your three daughters succumb to their hormones as they compete for you like sisters. You don’t even have to do anything, Alice, Gemma and Elise will ensure that their rivalry turns you on but doesn’t challenge you.

“We want you, Daddy.” Alice takes the lead and kisses you.

“Oh Daddy, you’re so big.” But Elise doesn’t give up and stretches her mouth on the tip of your cock. Her greedy tongue strokes your throbbing glans while her hands rest on your thighs. Then her head begins to bob back in front as she takes you a little deeper into her throat with each thrust. Her tongue creates a soft bed for your cock to lie on and her soft moans are needy but feminine. Elise blows you well, she’s had a lot of practice, but you’re too big and powerful even for a blow machine like her and soon she’ll have to fight. Your daughters love you and at the moment they are not as wild as in the intoxication that you can so easily get them into, but you are a good father and you also help them in their amorous role as good daughters.

“Help your sister,” you say to Alice and she immediately bends down at the waist. Her fingers dig into Elise’s hair and press the girl onto your cock with gentle force, revving it up just enough that her gagging and coughing stimulates herself. “And you give Daddy a big, loving kiss Princess,” you whisper, grabbing Gemma with one strong arm and lifting the girl up to you with ease. Her lips immediately press against yours.

It goes on like this for a few minutes until Elise is so horny and ready that she pounces on your cock of her own accord. Gemma is on the verge of an orgasm just from the contact of your skin and your lips on hers and you can feel the wet warmth under her shorts as she sits on your forearm and clings to you. Alice comes back up and pulls herself up on you. Holding two girls is as easy for you as anything else and you take your free hand and guide Alice to the point where you and Gemma meet.

An intimate three-way kiss develops, three tongues meet and wrestle with each other. The 20 year-old sister kisses her 18 year-old sister past your tongue while you hold her and your cock is being pampered by your other 20 year-old daughter.

“Daddy you are so good to us” Alice whimpers as you and Gemma mix your saliva together. Then you feel your princess start to shake and break the kiss. Gemma whimpers but nods absently.

“We’re yours, Daddy,” she breathes, her voice cracking. “Tell us what to do.”

“Tell us what we should be,” Alice pleads.

“Tell us how to be” Elise adds as she pumps your cock.

Three daughters. Three lives. Three girls who put everything about them at your service.

by Writing Shark

A new life for your daughters

Your wife Hellen still giggles like a little girl when you kiss her neck and massage her shoulders. But she would never say something like ‘Leave it, I have to work.’ Resistance doesn’t really exist in her and after you regularly fuck her two daughters and her foster daughter, she pounces with feminine force on every touch and every gentle or hard gesture you give her.

“How it’s gowing?” you ask.

“Good. Here.” It fills you with male pride that Hellen is capable of so many things. Of course, women are capable of things on their own, but perfection, real, happy perfection, can only be achieved under the supervision of a caring, strong and dominant man. Only with masculine force, femininity can grow. You trained Hellen well and of course, she doesn’t use her mathematical and planning skills as an opportunity to pull any feminist self-determination bullshit. For three days, Hellen has been poring over the family’s finances and monitoring your investments in your company’s shares with eagle eyes. Your wife is good with money, especially because she spends it on her family and not on her emotional desires and so women in your family make the decisions about the money you earn, knowing that they are spending it on you and your loved ones, not for yourself. Your eyes widen slightly when you see the numbers. Hellen put Amy’s 40k and the knowledge of what will happen to your company’s shares after your daughters messed with the brains of the Japanese managers to good use and reinvested the profits. “Will that be enough, darling?” You kiss her gently on her warm, soft skin and caress her shoulders.

“Yes. Well done darling.” That’s enough reward to get her through the hard work and her smile is your reward. “I love you so much.” A deep kiss, then Hellen giggles again.

“But I should actually make dinner.” Together you look into the kitchen where Gemma and Valerie are standing. Your maid may be older but Gemma is still two steps above her. The girls learn to cook together and even have fun cutting ingredients and throwing them into the big pot.

Valerie has thrived after you broke her brain and her Stockholm Syndrome has turned into genuine affection as she does genuinely useful things and receives genuine praise that she has worked hard to earn. She wears her black and white ruffled uniform with pride and her movements are energetic and direct as she helps your youngest daughter.

Gemma swims in her youthful naivety and lives for the moment. You have ensured that she will hardly think beyond the next hour and you are already seeing the first signs of the final stage of her domestication. If she was once too stupid and spoiled to see your plan, she is now full of love-filled trust and would throw herself off a cliff for you without hesitation, you would assure her that you would catch her at the bottom. Her dependence already exceeds Hellen’s and even if you can’t trust Gemma with much of what your wife can do, you still want it that way. Gemma was never meant for more than the role you planned for her and seeing her give herself to you so much, even if she doesn’t know what the next day has in store for her, moves you so much that you have to grab Hellen and kiss her not to spoil the surprise for Gemma.

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“Daddy!” comes out of two mouths a short time later. Apparently today is the day that they have succumbed to their youthful urges, as they throw themselves into your arms and cover your whole face with kisses. Their bodies are light in your arms as you lead them into the house, a young girl on either side, both purring contentedly.

“How was your day, my two angels?” you ask and feel their hands on your body.

“We need to talk to you about something, Daddy,” Alice whispers as she stands on her tiptoes so she can kiss you.

“Not now,” you admonish her and point to the table where Hellen is sitting. Your daughters’ eyebrows scrunch briefly, but they are well trained and bad thoughts have no place in their little heads. Daddy decides what is important to them.

“Hey Mom,” Alice greets her mother and Hellen waves to her while she types something into a calculator. Behind you, Grace comes in the door but Elise kisses you one last time and then goes into the kitchen. You hear a clap and a scream from Valerie. “Hey, Sis.” At least she’s nice to Gemma.

“Is everything okay in the house?” Alice asks you in the living room without letting go of you. A nod confirms that you are happy, that her life has meaning and Alice feels that way. “Can I have you then?” Her eyes focus on you, squinting slightly as she nibbles on her lip.

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“God, I love my family so much.” Elise sips her orange juice while leaning relaxed against the kitchen counter and looking into the living room. With a satisfied smile, she watches her father’s muscular body as he hammers Elise into the corner sofa with all his strength, like a hammer thrashing a nail. The girl screams and curses wildly, clawing at his crumpled shirt while her panties hang off one of her thighs.

“Daddy cares for us,” says Gemma and tastes the sauce, only dressed in shoes and a white apron, her firm ass sticking out.

“You too.” Elise pats her sister on the arm. “We are all connected and that feels so nice.” The two girls smile at each other. “Considering that I wouldn’t have noticed you otherwise. You’re such a nice girl.” Gemma giggles and hunches her shoulders.

“You’re only saying that because I handed you Tiny Titts.” Valerie kneels between Elise’s spread legs, her head thrown back, her back arched, a rope of pussy juice on her cheek, her nose pressing Elise’s clitoris and her tongue licking through her dripping snatch.

“Hah…” Elise breathes. “Not just because of that. It’s so liberating, don’t you think? Three girls in one house, all getting fucked whenever their daddy wants them to. Shit, we’re so lucky.” Gemma flinches at the bad word, but smiles.

“Ah!” comes from the living room. “Fuck! Ah ah ah Da-ha-ha-dy-hy-hy!”

“God, I want him inside me.” Elise nibbles on her lip and pushes Valerie’s head deeper into her with girlish force. The young Maud huffs into her snatch and licks even faster, desperate to be of use.

“He’s particularly ambitious about them,” Gemma murmurs, briefly looking up from the stove. “Do you think…” The two sisters already act as if they would live together forever, having already shared the most intimate details with each other. “Do you think Mistress Alice has already asked him… if…” Elise giggles.

“I don’t think Alice is able to talk right now.” But then Elise sees the expression on her sister’s face. “But don’t worry.” She hugs the 18 year-old girl. “Daddy cares about us. He will decide it.”

“Yes.” Gemma smiles and continues cooking.

“Fuck! Daddy, I’m coming! Please may I come?” Alice can be heard clearly.

“Gemma! Elise!” The two girls turn around and look at the living room. “Get your asses in line here! Now!” Elise immediately sprints out of the room without looking back, knocking Valerie to the ground. Gemma throws the wooden spoon into the pot, picks up Valerie, who is gasping for breath, and places her in front of the stove.

“Don’t screw this up for Daddy,” she admonishes as she rips off her apron. Then she disappeares too.

by Writing Shark

Daughter threesome with pregnant thoughts

It’s a magical moment for the three girls, they all have the thoughts in their heads that you always wanted to implant in them after you shaped them according to your ideas.

Alice, your strong, beautiful daughter and right hand. She imagines what it would be like if she married you, her belly round and swollen in a beautiful white dress, her hair braided, a beautiful smile on her lips, hidden behind the white veil of innocence.

Gemma, your little piece of property. Where Alice sees marriage, Gemma sees possession and security. She also imagines what it’s like to be pregnant, to carry your children. Your gaze rests on her belly, full of your life, another daughter for you. The idea makes Gemma wet.

And Elise. When she imagines being pregnant she gets a bad feeling. The desire to have children is also deeply implanted in her 20 year-old head but she sees herself much more from the sidelines, Gemma and Alice happy. And her father James is proud of her. In her mind she doesn’t even feel the pregnancy, she just sees the image of a happy family in front of her and James nodding at her admiringly.

All three girls have the same thought, just think differently, and you are always in the middle of what they imagine. You are the center of their actions.

And none of your daughters think about how this could happen. Elise, a girl, your daughter but still a girl, came up with this idea. But ideas have no place in girls’ heads. Inspiring girls and creating men, that’s how it’s always been at Winters House. But your girls know who to turn to with their ideas.

It’s not even a wish, just a desire to please you. Your daughters are – each in their own way – trying to please you, to make you smile, and Elise said something that they had all already thought of, just not in this way.

Now they are yours, completely, and the thought of taking the next step, the step from woman to mother, when you have just taken them from girl to woman, evokes different feelings in the three minds of the young girls.

They are heavy thoughts, as heavy as the bellies they want for you. If Daddy likes it then it is their job to get pregnant from you.

Alice only sees her love for you, the desire to be the daughter you want. She knows you fuck your daughters, create them as you see fit, take any woman you want. So she is looking forward to presenting you with another opportunity in which she can satisfy you, another life that exists only for you.

Gemma is just filled with the thought of giving herself to you. It doesn’t matter what happens to her body and her time. You are the master of all this and more and whatever you want to do to her you do and she will obey you as a good girl. She’s a little afraid to take the step, doesn’t know enough about what it’ll be like at 18, but she knows that Daddy will lead her to where she’s supposed to be.

And Elise hopes for your fiery affection for the idea, which she hopes you like. It scares her to think she’s ahead of you. You filled the last woman who thought that with the life who is now called Elise and didn’t see her own mother as important. In some ways, Elise Schoomer is a disappointment. But Elise Winters is a victory and the 20 year-old girl wants to continue to be your greatest victory, a sexy diamond pressed out of a desperate woman.

Different thoughts on a topic. But the most important element remains in their minds. You. You once these girls in their pursuit of happiness for themselves and the people they love.

Alice and Elise kiss again as Gemma moves her lips from one sister to the other. Soon she’s licking Elise as she runs her tongue over Alice’s chest.

The thought of you fires them up and replaces thoughts of their bodies or the future, nothing of this is more important than you. This is the gift you give them. Regardless of whether they want it or not, in the end, you decide anyway and as always, your daughters will respect, support and encourage the decision of their owner and father.

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Alice and Elise take the lead, sharing the reins and putting Gemma in the middle. Alice gives, Elise receives and Gemma is overwhelmed. While Elise brings her lips to Gemma’s pussy and strokes her hair, Alice licks her way up between her little sister’s trembling nacked thighs. So much has changed in the lives of the three girls, all in such a short time, but they don’t care how new it is to see, lick and finger a naked girl. They know what lust and love feel like and it’s too good a feeling not to share with one’s family.

Both girls feel the power they have over Gemma. Elise guides her head and her lips, gives commands and leads. She imagines what it would be like to be with James. Alice is already at this point and can let herself go. She enjoys giving, was with Gemma for 18 years. Now splitting Gemma’s tight labia with her tongue feels completely natural. She tastes her sister and feels good while supporting the confused girl in this threesome.

And Gemma can enjoy being used. She has so much love in her, especially for her daddy, also for her mother, and a lot for her sisters. It feels so good that Elise uses her like a masturbation tool while she feels her big sister inside her. Gemma feels useful and safe, doesn’t have to think and knows that she is exactly what her sisters need for the family. She gives herself up, does what her daddy taught her, doesn’t think about herself or her desires and enjoys being used. Free and content, she does everything she can to pamper her sisters in the way they want to use her.

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That I would ever experience something like that… damn James, what’s wrong with you? But you know it. Of course you know. A man must know himself so that he can lead others.

And you know yourself well enough to know how much you’d love to come into the room right now like a force of nature to turn off the minds of your three nubile, slim and perfect lesbian (only for you bi) daughters. You made Gemma, Elise and Alice lesbians, turned them into cunt licking nymphos and only the love and the devotion towards you keep them sane, pure and loyal, hold them in this world and protect them. No other men will have a chance against the three of them, that’s wad you wanted for them. They are lesbians who will suck, fuck and worship your cock in a heartbeat. But you won’t do that.

Gemma couldn’t di it but no one notices you in your house. It’s not the pictures that enchants you either. You know what these three girls look like naked, spread pussy, fucked raw and on wobbly legs and for the thrill of the new you have Valerie and her mother, fresh and almost unused. And other girls and women.

It’s the sounds that show you that you’ve done it right. Elise’s moans, just the goal of coming and being free in her little sweet head. You will not control her, you will guide her under your protection. The whimper of Gemma, tender and fragile you will take her and lead her to the sun. And Alice’s laugh. She will stand by your side and be infinitely happy because she makes you infinitely happy.

Your three daughters. You are ready. It’s nice to see them making decisions about their own lives, all in the areas that you have cleared for them. But of course you are already ahead of them.

As Gemma moves between her sisters and slides her slender fingers into the girls who are spreading their legs and holding their hands, you move the three boxes of pills in your hand that you picked up from the bathroom.

They are girls and everyone is in love with you. Of course they didn’t notice. You respect these girls’ wishes because you love them more than anything else in this world. And their desires are what led you down this path.

But you are the man, the father, the family patriarch. You decide for these girls. And you have a plan. For each of them.

by Writing Shark

Elise and Alice fuck

“Your pussy feels so good Sis,” Elise breathes, her voice broken with lust. Her juices mix between her pussy lips and her sister’s, forming a slippery film over which her clit rubs against her sister’s. Even though they are both 20, Elise knows who is in charge and the warmth and kindness of Alice have made her just as submissive as the care and nurturing of her current mother Hellen and the strictness and protection of her daddy. But at 20, Elise already knows what she likes about sex and Alice also knows what she wants.

“Thanks Sis…” Alice moans and rubs herself more intensely against her sister. At heart, she is still the good, sweet girl that Elise secretly envied, now she has power over people and things and doesn’t become corrupt because of it. Elise wants to reward her sister for this. And because she allows her to fuck her daddy. And because she gets to fuck Alice. And because everything is just so fucking perfect.

“You know what would be even better?”

“Daddy!” It’s a natural reaction for a 20-year-old girl to moan her father’s name when she feels like she’s about to cum, and Alice does, perhaps in response or as a wish. Elise doesn’t care, she feels the same. She loves her new sister, is in love with her and wants to have lesbian sex with her. But she would never look at her again if her daddy told her to. There is only one law in this house and it has a huge cock, a strong body and an even stronger will.

“Yes!” Elise does the same and presses herself closer to Alce, pulling her closer to her shoulder. “His cock between our pussies.”

“Yes… oh fuck yes…” Alice will come soon and Elise is enjoying her ability to sexually stimulate a girl.

“Imagine it Sis,” Elise demands, stroking her neck. “The way he looms between us, his cock stiff and hard and wet and slippery from our cunt juices.” Alice whimpers. “He’s so hot, you know it, Alice. Only we can make him that hard.”

“Yes… hard… daddy…” She sweet girl clothes her eyes, contorts her face and fucks her sister faster, toes curling and shirt sweaty.

“My mom has never seen him so hard, never seen him so hot. Do you feel it Alice? He burns for us? He wants to fuck us. We own him.”

“Daddy…take my body…please daddy…”

“Yes.” Elise tries harder, lifting her body and pressing it onto Alice as she places her sister on her back. Then she grabs her leg, holds it tight and starts fucking her 20 year-old sister hard. “No one makes him as hard as his daughters. Only we can do it.”

“Yes! Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your muffin Daddy! Pleasohmygoddaddy” It’s almost done.

“Daddy loves your pussy, Alice,” Elise cheers her on. “20 year-old pussy is the best!”

“And… 18 year old too! Fuck!” Elise blinks and slows her rubbing. “What…” Alice moans pleadingly. “Elise what…why…”

“Fuck you’re so good Alice.” She shakes her head. Then her sister hisses as her fingernails dig into her skin. “Say it you good girl.”

“It is so beautiful! Daddy’s cock and… your pussy and… fuck fuck me Elise.” But the girl saw something that Alice missed. Her lust is not yet as all-consuming as Alice’s. Permanently wet and willing, both burning for her father, Elise has something in common with him and wants to fuck her sister to an explosive orgasm. So Elise notices the crack through which Gemma peeks into the room, her hand gently on her thighs, her eyes wide open as she realizes it’s about her too. Their eyes meet, sister and sister, and Gemma flinches guiltily. But Elise just grins.

“Say it. Be Daddy’s little girl.”

“It’s so wonderful!” Alice shrieks, biting her lip. “You are so happy! And me too. And Gemma! Finally he fucks Gemma! I’m so happy for all of us! It’s so beautiful!” Alice lifts her hips towards an invisible cock and spreads her juices over Alice’s thighs as she heads towards her orgasm. And Elise sees Gemma standing outside the door, biting her tongue too. The two sisters are so alike. But then she feels a hand on her neck and turns back to Alice. “Now fuck me you fucking bitch and make me come!”

“Anything my Mistress asks,” smiles Elise, then kisses her sister while leaning above her, nudging her legs apart and sinking her face between her wet legs.

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Outside in the hallway, Gemma can’t take it anymore. Her 18 year-old brain can’t handle pleasure like her sisters and the young girl is a slave to anyone who tells her what to do sexually. Her daddy, of course. He is her God, her guiding star who turns off her brain, who makes her stupid and fuckable, who fills her empty head with new thoughts and things, makes her useful. Her sister Alice. She is the Mistress, the extended arm of her God. But when their eyes meet, when Alice falls for her lust like a good Winters girl, Elise looks at her. Her new sister, strong and beautiful, first helpless like her, now confident like Alice. And she brings Gemma into this world of submissive girls, does something for her, even if Gemma is too weak to do anything in return. Gemma also feels her father’s cock deep inside her. He fills them, fills them with light and strength. She can see him, looming like a tower between the 20-year-old’s twitching thighs.

“Daddy…” she whispers. “Alice…” And she smiles at the girl. “Elise…” Yes, Gemma is content to be the stupid little thing as long as everyone around her is happy. And Elise is beautiful. Gemma also wants to sleep with her, again and again, when her Daddy can watch. Two girls made to be useful. “Daddy…”

by Writing Shark

Elise fucks a dream into her sisters

“He comes in you Alice,” Elise continues to encourage her sister. “He can only cum inside you!” She feels her sister’s cunt start to twitch wildly. Her muscles are tense, sweat is on her forehead, her eyes are closed and her head is filled with her daddy. And he also appears before Elise’s eyes, the image of James Winters, the man who saved her, to whom her life, her soul, her spirit belongs. It happens on its own, she loves him that much. And Elise also feels his cock, but not in her. She gives this to Alice. She is a good daughter and sister, for Alice but also for Gemma. “Come for Daddy Alice” she gasps and feels the warm wetness on her thighs. She wants to be there for Alice.

But maybe she can also do something for the family.

Alice has duties, so many duties. And no one could do it as well as the 20 year-old wonder girl who fucks her father. But she sometimes forgets herself because she is so devoted to her duties. And Gemma is so happy. Elise looks again at her other sister, little shy Gemmy, in the doorway. These two are everything Elise needs in life, no other woman. And her daddy as a man. But she’s 20, a girl inevitably heads towards these thoughts and her daddy gave them to her. Elise is happy the way she is now. James saved her. But maybe she can give something back to Alice… and Gemma, for the gift of a family.

“He’s cumming inside Alice.” Her white teeth, brighter than Elise’s, Mister Winters is concerned about his daughters’ health, draw hot furrows through her lips. Should she really do it? Is she even allowed to do it? But her father’s love is unconditional, she knows that. What she gives him, mind, body and soul, are gifts, not payment. And so she gives something that she knows will bring joy.

“Yes… daddy… cum in me daddy…”

“He’s coming, Alice.” Elise grabs her, uses her fingers, rubs her twitching clit wildly while her cunt presses against Alice’s. And then she says it. “He cums inside you… and makes you a baby.”

---

Alice opens her big doe eyes. But before she can say anything, her mouth falls open and a silent scream of pleasure smothers everything else. Elise feels the familiar feeling of a 20 year-old’s cunt as it contracts, squeezing love juice from her body and squirting girl cum as her walls close around an imaginary cock and want to keep it inside her. Her mouth opens and closes as Elise, the subordinate, under Gemma’s gaze, gives her superior thoughts that she might never have thought of herself.

“Yes, Alice! Come for daddy! You feel his cum inside you, hitting your walls hard. You know it!” she hisses and feels how she herself is on the verge of climax. “You know it! He’s making you pregnant Alice!”

“Hurg…fffff”

A dull thud is heard in the hallway outside.

“He cums inside you, so deep and hard. It burns Alice, his cum is so hot in your tight cunny. And it finds its target Alice, Fuck Alice he makes you pregnant! He’ll make you a child Alice!”

Finally, Elise has to use her strength to hold her sister in her arms while, she is sure, she experiences an orgasm that rivals the superior ones that her daddy gives her. She would never compare herself to James, she’s just a 20 year-old silly little lovestruck girl versus a man with a huge cock and an iron will. A mouse versus a wolf. But Alice moans rough and wild and floods the tight area between them with warm wetness, squirting all over Elise’s body and then hanging limply in the covers.

---

Alice sees stars before her eyes, lights dancing and music playing, or so it seems to her. But she’s just lying in her bed, warm and safe and satisfied. But Elise isn’t there.

She lifts her head heavily and looks around with dull eyes. There is Elise, ruffled, wet between her legs, the healthy blush on her cheeks that Alice finds so attractive in her sisterfriend. She would do anything for her daddy because she loves him and because following his orders makes her wetter than the ocean. And finding Elise sexy, desiring her, her body and her manner and her smile and her pussy, that’s easy for her. And she is grateful to her daddy for it. Grateful that he gives her sexy girls and his cock and gives her everything she needs so she doesn’t have to worry about whether she’s bi or just a dirty, willing whore-daughter for her king. But Elise… she’s doing something on the door.

“Wow…” says the newest Winters whore in her father’s stable and leans into the hallway. Alice can see between her legs, her twitching, pink, wet hole aching for cock like every hole in every woman in this house.

Alice almost wishes Elise would drag her father into the room, but the thought of James Winters being controlled by someone other than her (that thought is already making her wet again) makes her laugh. That’s why she’s a little disappointed when Elise pulls the trembling Gemma into the room.

“Looks like someone is even more into daddy than you Mistress Alice.”

Her brow furrows a little when she sees Gemma, she wanted her daddy too much. But daddy also wants his daughters to like each other and so Alice fills her heart with love again, fueled by the fire of lust in her cunt. Elise is her friend, but so is Gemma now that her daddy made her perfect, his cock in her cunt, ass and mouth.

“What’s wrong with her?” she asks and looks at Gemma, who is hanging limply in Elise’s arms. Gemma looks…different. Alice has never seen this look on her 18 year-old sister’s face. Apparently she was eavesdropping but… She looks at Elise, who nods. “Bring her here.” Elise obeys, Mistress Alice is back after her orgasm, and helps young Gemma into her sister’s arms. Her hands stroke her hair and Alice holds Gemma while she speaks calmly to the violently shaking girl. “Take it easy, sister,” Alice whispers. “I know…” She kisses the girl on the cheek. “I know…”

“Alice…” Gemma just murmurs and presses her face against her sister’s bare breast, snuggling up against her own flesh and blood, rubbing her nose right under Alice’s stiff nipples. At first, Elise thinks Gemma is crying, but is surprised when Alice begins to moan softly and she hears the feminine, girlish sucking of soft lips on hard nipples. “That’s right Gemma… good girl…” Alice and Elise look at each other over their shared little sister’s hair.

“Was I that good?” asks Elise, a little surprised herself.

“That was the… third best orgasm of my life,” Alice says in a soft voice.

“But…” Now it’s Elise’s turn to widen her eyes. “Didn’t you just… with daddy…” But Alice nods.

“Yes. My first time… and in Japan… once strong, once loving… And you…” Then Alice understands and she giggles, a giggle that turns into a soft moan as Gemma takes refuge in the familiarity of her breasts. “Elise, none of us fuck as well or make love as skillfully as Daddy. You know we can’t hold a candle to him.” Elise nods firmly. “But Daddy is strong enough, much stronger than us, and he’s not in competition with us.” She smiles, the motherly smile that Elise saw in her and that she wanted to help her achieve.

Alice is made for the role of mother.

“Elise you can admit it, you fuck wonderfully and I love having sex with my sister.”

“Thank you, Mistress…”

“Say Alice to me, at least today.”

“Alice…” Now Elise is smiling.

“What you said… With… babies… and stuff…” Alice takes a deep breath and smiles a mother’s smile. “Do you really think…”

by Writing Shark

Your daughters wake up before you

The next morning it was a short night for Alice too. Nevertheless, she wakes up full of energy, enthusiasm and drive. Every day with Daddy is a good day. She dutifully gets up, washes herself, shaves her armpits, legs and pubic area, makes herself fresh and fuckable and then goes downstairs. To her surprise, she finds Elise in her dressing gown and bare feet. The girl leans in the doorway to the living room and glances furtively into the room. A light touch on the hip draws her attention to her sister. The first thing she does is a be quiet sign, then she curtsies out of respect and points into the room.

“They fell asleep in front of the TV,” whispers the newest Winters and smiles with amusement. Alice sees her father, mother and Amy lying arm in arm on the couch, the women snuggled up to the man, all three asleep. “What do we do now?” Elise wants to know. Alice nods quietly upwards. Elise nods and follows her sister on tiptoes back up the stairs into the bedroom.

“We always have to take that into account,” Alice says a little louder as she closes the door behind her.

“What actually happened yesterday? I was outside at night but you weren’t there.” Alice tells Elise the story. “It’s a shame,” the girl finally pouts. “I would have liked to punish Valerie too.” The two of them giggle quietly and Elise sits down on the bed. Alice looks at the girl, her bare knees under her long shirt.

“Then today is your lucky day,” she says and checks her reflection again. She wants to look perfect for her daddy. “He said Valerie will be punished for running away.” Then Alice turns to Elise and sees the devilish grin on her face. “But you’ll have to make an effort. Daddy made a good girl out of her yesterday.”

“Oh, I’ll think of something.” With that, Elise drops the topic and starts a new one. “I’m so jealous of you that you were able to have him yesterday. And in front of Mister Schoomer, too. Poor bastard.” Alice sits down next to Elise.

At 20, Alice is already well-raised and a good girl, but Elise, just a little younger, is already clearly showing that she has given up her old style of life and is embracing her father’s style. So she just moans lustfully as the old sister, with the sole right to have sex outside of Mister Winter’s field of vision, lets her hands wander over the young girl’s tight body. All their lives they were friends, saw each other naked sometimes, but now it’s different. They’re lovers for her father and each other and Elise loves to fell Alice’s hands on her body.

“What are you doing?” she asks and giggles, her body still warm from the pleasant night.

“I’ll take what I want,” Alice whispers, her head still fuzzy from wet dreams about her father. “I’m always so horny,” she whispers as her movements become bolder and presses her body against her sister’s. “I dream of him every night, of getting fucked by him, fuck him, blow him. Alone, with Gemma, you, all of us, with the maids and everything. Fuck. Every fucking day, every fucking night. I want sex. Always.”

“Yes…” breathes Elise as she feels her older sister’s fingers between her thighs, spreading them. “I’m always wet too. Life here… oh… Everything here is so wonderful…” Then the girl uses the luxury that Mister Winters gave her of being the bratty daughter and grabs Alice’s cheeks. “I understand Daddy that he raises his daughters the way he wants them.” 20-year-old lips press together in an already trained, intimate kiss. It’s so easy with Daddy to be a lesbian, only turning bi for him. “You can only get horny.” Tongues entwine and the two girls moan into their wet mouths. “And wet.” Aliche puts her forehead on Elise’s and giggles. “I like the way you giggle… Mistress… Big Sister.”

“We’re both 20,” Alice breathes, brushes Elise’s panties aside, easily slips two fingers in her hot, well-lubricatet snatch and starts pumping her fingers. So much has changed since Daddy took them all. Now Elise always makes sure that a hand can easily go between her legs or to her breasts. She is smaller, a cute girl compared to her towering father, so it’s easy for her sister to fingerfuck her too.

“But you are the Mistress,” Elise says in a thick voice and makes moves her hips. For her, there is only one thing that is better than starting the day sexually with her new sister. “You decide.” But before Elise can lose herself in her sister’s already well-trained fingers, Elise pulls her towards her. “Now decide that we have sex, sister.”

---

Gemma shuffles across the hallway with puffy eyes and lame legs. She loves the feeling of anticipation, the weariness that is removed by her father’s love and replaced with loyal devotion. She wouldn’t dream of going into her daddy’s room without being asked, she has to ask Alice, but because she has already woken up wet and wanton, her first route after making herself presentable and taking her pill is to her Mistress’s room. Her delicate fingers are already clenching to gently tap the door when she hears the familiar soft moans of girlish voices.

Gemma is a good girl and a little proud of that, even though she got off to a bad start thanks to her mother, at 18 she is already the well-behaved, sweet child of a perfect father, willing to do any sex act, which Alice was only able to enjoy at 20. But of course she doesn’t wallow in it for too long. She’s too good for that. And too wet.

She quietly opens the door a crack and carefully looks into the luxuriously furnished room. Her father has spared no expense or effort for his daughters but the expensive furnishings are forgotten when Gemma sees the two twitching bodies on the large, soft bed, both naked expect a long shirt.

Alice and Elise are sitting there, arm in arm, their legs crossed and rubbing their laps together wildly and jerkily, looking deeply into each other eyes, breathing heavily while Elise has her hands on her sister’s shoulders.

Since she’s only 18, Gemma isn’t nearly as experienced as her older sisters and doesn’t fully understand what her Mistress and Elise are doing, but she’s had more than enough sex with Daddy to know that her sisters are thinking about him. They make the same faces Gemme has when he makes her loose her little mind.

“Daddy…” she hears again and again from both sisters. And “Alice…” And “Elise…” Gemma is happy to see that the sisters are setting such a good example of sexual devotion for her and eagerly saves every picture they give her. But then she feels her pussy twitching and burning under her sky blue pajamas, a completely normal morning for the girl, wanting to get fucked by her Daddy, get spanked and be a good little princess. But even if she burns in her wetness, Gemma knows that Alice and Elise are allowed to satisfy themselves, but Gemma is not. And Gemma is good, so she just caresses her inner thigh over the soft fabric of her pajamas, listening to her sisters’ voices and quietly joining in as they pay homage to the only man in her life.

by Writing Shark

Aftercare for your loyal sluts

“Goodbye honey.” Grace Hoover leans down to her husband and kisses him gently and lovingly on the mouth. You allow her this closeness one last time, you don’t want it now that your juice covers her whole face like icing on a delicious cake. Harold Hoover is sobbing, not just because he is losing his wife, but because his daughter now has a load of his sperm in her stomach.

Valerie stands faithfully and patiently next to Amy and waits for you and Alice while Grace takes care of the last things and leaves her old life behind her.

“You’ll be fine,” she encourages her husband, dripping your juices onto his cheek. “Just do what Master James tells you and everything will be fine. And we’re not far away. If he orders it then we will come and visit you.”

“Honey…”

“Look at your daughter,” Grace whispers angelically. “She is happy. And she liked sucking your cock, believe me. We women do things like that to please a man.” Except that you were that man, but you can see on his face that Harold had other thoughts on his mind.

“Hop and go,” you say and Grace leaves her husband behind before he gets the idea to ask you for a second round on his daughter.

---

“Dad?” Alice sits next to you in the car while the other women find their own way to get home. “That was… incredibly hot.” Alice beams at you, confident and in love. “Thank you for letting me live this out.”

“That’s what I’m here for, honey,” you assure her. “Power is something to be enjoyed and I’m happy to give you that power.”

“But I don’t need that with you.” Your daughter leans against you as you drive the car through the night. She snuggles up to you and puts her head on your shoulder. Freshly fucked she seems to glimmer in the night, has an angelic smile on her face and those dim eyes she always get’s after a great fuck. She is so grown upt now, content on fucking her own father for all to see and you see it in her face. She loves to fuck you, only loves you more than that. She is depraved and a little whore for you, your little cute angel. She’s 20 and perfect. “What’s happening now?” she asks, drawing lines on your forearm while her breaths becomes normal again.

“With Harold? With him, I secured your and Elise’s future,” you explain with one hand on the steering wheel, the other lying around your daughter’s slim body, your fingers tightly and securely wrapped around her small breast, massaging her tenderly, sending shivers trough her body. You enjoy the opportunity to always keep her wet and horny and her deep, big, round and loyal eyes look at you thankfully.

“And Gemma?” While Alice was enjoying the evening, as a father and family patriarch, you kept your head free for more important thoughts than pleasing Grace and Valerie. You’re a little amused that you’ve found something that’s less important to you than Amy Schoomer but you found it in the Schoomer Girls.

“Gemma will not follow the path I have prepared for you and Elise,” you confess, pulling Alice close to you and kissing her on the head. “I give you two the opportunity to develop yourselves. Gemma…”

“My sister was always meant for you, Daddy,” Alice whispers. “Just like we all do.” Her hand places itself on your thigh and strokes you gently. “Decide over us.”

---

Once home, the duty of a father is paramount. While Alice goes to bed, you lift Gemma onto your lap. Hellen holds her in her arms while you let your little daughter bounce on your massive cock, slamming her ass cheeks on your lap while riding you like a horsie. With an exhausting orgasm you send your princess to bed with her queen, both with your cum deep in their bodies. Then you are alone with your wife.

“So?” Hellen asks as she cuddles up to you in front of the big TV. Together you wait for Amy, something that surprises Hellen but she accepts it naturaly. She just enjoys being around you.

“It is finished,” you tell her and hug her too.

“Valerie never had a chance against you,” Hellen hums, fighting against her tiredness. You too are tired but other things are more important.

“Not just that” you whisper and kiss Hellen. “Everything. My family is complete.” Hellen sits up. It started with her and you want to celebrate the end with her.

“I’m so grateful to you, darling. You make us a family. Us all. Thank you.” Her lips are warm and soft as they press against yours and then move down your neck to your collarbone.

In the comfortable presence of your wife, you allow yourself a sigh of relaxation, lean back and wrap your arms around Hellen.

“Now I can see the future,” you mutter happily. “The present belongs to us.”

“It belongs only to you, darling,” Hellen contradicts. Thanks to you and your punishment, she is sure of her position in life again. She is grateful to you and knows that she can contradict you on this. “We are all yours.” Her hands lie warmly on your chest. “It’s just like Mistress Alice said. All women are yours.”

“Maybe I should stop,” you think. “It’s fine the way it is.” And Hellen supports you as a mother and wife.

“Do you want to stop?” You look at her, grin, and she gives you the smile you fell in love with. Even if Alice is more important to you, what daughter wouldn’t be, you still love Hellen and she loves you.

“No.” Her smile widens. It’s that slightly silly but loving smile full of trust in you, your love and the future.

“And does Alice want you to stop?”

“You are good, darling.” A deep, long, loving kiss. You are completely relaxed and calm.

“You made me feel good. And Mistress Alice makes sure that I stay well.” Her hair smells pleasant and her body gives you warmth. “You have everything you need to conquer the world. Everything is yours. Take it.”

---

Valerie and her mother come through the door first. They have taken the and bus Valerie is only dressed a little more than before, but both seem satisfied. They bow to you and after you dismiss them they wave goodbye and descend to their basement dungeon like well-behaved maids.

“And Tiny Tits?” Valerie turns around and looks at you questioningly. “The next few weeks are going to be hell on earth for you, you realize that?”

“Yes, Master.” Valerie bows politely and then turns to leave.

“Come here, darling,” you say to Hellen. “I want you.”

---

Amy opens the door to the house quietly and carefully. Her feet hurt from the way home (the Maids deserved a bus ride, she not) and the already rising sun casts warm rays on her disheveled hair. She is tired and everything hurts but she is happy. She sneaks quietly through the house so as not to wake anyone, the Winters are infinitely more important than her. But then she sees light in the living room that mixes with that of the rising sun.

James Winters sits there, behind his wife. The two don’t have sex, they’re dressed. James massages his wife’s shoulders while Hellen’s head slowly sways from side to side. But James is Amy’s superior in every way, and even his senses are sharper than hers at this hour. He turns around to face her.

The usual fear grips her when he looks at her, but her burning love for him makes the fear act like an aphrodisiac and her cunt becomes wet again. It’s always the same game with this man and in shock Amy stares at him as his eyes fixate on her.

“Why did it take so long?” he asks quietly.

“It’s my fault, Master,” she says automatically. “I didn’t have money for the bus so I walked.”

“Come here,” he says and Amy obeys. In front of him, Hellen has her eyes closed and appears relaxed and peaceful. Then he hits Amy hard on the cheek.

“Thank you Sir!” she gasps as Hellen wakes up again from the bang.

“That was because you kept my wife awake.” Then his face changes to something that Amy doesn’t understand but makes her very happy. Master James smiles. “Now come here.” As if in a trance, she moves in front of him and squeaks when he pulls her battered body onto the sofa next to him.

“Oh God…” Amy whispers. “Oh my God… My God…” She can’t believe it when he puts his arm around her. Then Hellen does the same.

“That’s right Amy,” she hears his voice over the other woman’s calm breathing. “I am your God.”

“Yes my lord…” Her heart beats wildly at the proximity to him. Harold still feels within her that he has sullied her, made her dirty. She had thought she had forfeited the right to be touched by James. She had made this sacrifice to please him. Now she is in his arms.

“And you did a good job. Amy. I am happy.”

---

You hold Amy for a long time, fighting the tiredness together with Hellen while the young woman, failed mother, slave and sex toy cries on your chest like a small child. It’s touching if she didn’t stink so much of sweat and dirt.

But you smile contentedly as first Hellen falls asleep on one side of you and then Amy is overcome by her exhaustion.

The sun is already ringing in the morning as you fall asleep with the women in your arms that gave your the three most important people in the world.

by Writing Shark

The Pact III

You don’t want to expose Grace and Valerie to the temptations of power for too long. Women do not understand power, cannot handle it and use it incorrectly. Giving women power is only useful to make them understand what you feel when you subjugate them. And you can see that you are right. As Grace and Valerie, mother and daughter, rub their wet pussies together like they’re trying to start a fire, you’re met by their grateful looks, overlaid by their loud, whorish moans. They do it like animals, wild and insatiable while Amy and Alice pamper your cock with dainty hands and featherlight kisses.

All four women experienced power today and discovered that they too can exercise power. But only Alice has been able to develop her own power, the power from within herself, and she understands the difference between being allowed to touch another man and what she is now doing to Harold Hoover. She would never touch this man, Alice will never touch another man. But her eyes are focused on the battered figure who sits on his hands like a schoolboy so as not to touch his twitching cock. He looks pleadingly at your daughter to allow him to come or just leave the room for a moment so that he can get some relief. But Alice is too busy licking your cock with the tip of her head.

As a king, you watch your queen as she experiences her kingdom, sees and rules her subjects. It’s intoxicating, the real meaning of the forbidden. You take away a man’s family just because they dared to say a few words against your daughter. And now you’re fucking your daughter in another man’s life, on his bed, with his wife and his own daughter.

It’s a drug and you enjoy the high.

But you also have yourself under control. You are all addicts here and have made a pact. Everyone is as free as you allow them to be and you enjoy control over people. But you are also the only one who doesn’t let himself go and distributes power in a controlled manner according to his desire. And Alice loves you for it, loves you for the freedom to torture this poor man because it makes her teenage cunt wet.

“It’s so big Harold,” she breathes warm air onto your wet cock. With her eyes closed, Amy enjoys your cock while Alice is the queen. “This cock owns your wife and daughter. We took them simply because we wanted to.”

“Oh Alice,” Valerie moans from the floor, riding her wet, dripping cunt harder against her mother, right in front of her father. “I’m so glad I met you. Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Mistress.” Alice allows the slip-up with her name, she is a good queen. Plus, your cock just tastes too good.

“Your life is mine now, Harold,” you say, stroking Alice’s head tenderly, her lips now on you shaft. You almost feel sorry for the man whose cock has already leaked precum and is desperately reaching towards one of the women who are spread out naked in the room. He has the same challenges and hurdles in life as you, life is equally bad for every man. It’s all about how you deal with it. And you decided to fight. And you won. That’s what separates you from Harold. And because you defied life, because you worked hard and determinedly to become the man you are now, you have four pussies at your disposal and Harold doesn’t have a single one. “I decide what happens to it. Do you understand?” The short, chubby man only has eyes for your women. Especially his wife and daughter, who kiss each other deeply for your pleasure while rubbing their smeared pussies together and maliciously enjoying the gaze of their father/husband. “Harold.” No force in the world could separate you from Alice, but your voice makes it clear that Halrold is turning away from the goings-on. That’s why he loses. “Do you understand what that means?”

“No.” At least he’s honest. Immediately afterwards he looks back at Valerie, who begins to moan loudly and untamed, holding on to her mother, lifting her ass of the ground.

“That means we are making a pact. A pact between… two men.” He doesn’t see your nasty grin, he only has eyes for his family. You’ve had fun so far, but now it’s time to think about the future. You are the man, this is your duty.

You gently pull Alice and Amy off your cock and press their faces together. The two immediately fall on each other and end up in a steamy sweatty 69 that allows Alice to rub Amy and watch you. Then you step in front of mother and daughter. Grace immediately stops satisfying herself with her daughter and looks up at you faithfully and expectantly. Valerie is still too inexperienced and really wants to come. Your hand on her cheek changes that.

“Six sir… or… five? Thank you, Sir!” You shake your head and sigh.

“From the beginning.” Zack! Zack! Zack! Zack! Zack!

“One two three four five sir! Thank you Sir!”

“Good girl.” Then you look at Harold.

“Do you like that?” you ask mockingly. “Mother and daughter happy and submissive?”

“Yes…” the man gasps, pressing his spongy legs together. “They… you… deserve it?” The man slowly gets behind the idea. “They… Well, obviously they want it.”

“They need it,” you say.

“Yes. Please…James…”

“We’re making a pact now, Harold,” you say sternly. “I am a good father. But there are areas in life where society makes it difficult for me to take care of my little angels. Do you understand?”

“No…James..please…”

“Keep your mouth shut. Shit, you’re weak. You are the principal of the school. And you want to fuck, I can see that.” Everyone can see it.

“Yes yes. Yes!”

“Then from now on you allow me to do with my women as I see fit. Even at school.” There’s no question. And Harold doesn’t see it as a question but just nods. “Then that would be settled. Do you want to come?”

“Fuck! Yes yes! Fuck!” And you’re not a monster. You haven’t gotten the shot today either, it’s just that you can tolerate this fate better than the man in tears.

Without further ado, you grab Grace and Valerie, pull them up and hold them out to Harold, who dares to take a step towards his family. Only then does he understand.

“Amy is mine, Harold. She’s too useful. But my maids… Who do you want?”

by Writing Shark

The Pact II

First you fuck Alice. Naturally. Nothing feels more natural than fucking your own daughter. This is what you brought her into this world for, and the perverse joy and mischievous grin on her face as Harold watches you commit the gravest crime warms your face. And Alice loves it.

Maybe it’s the way he teaches or something else, but your daughter derives a perverse, destructive pleasure from giving her teacher a show like the best hardcore porn doesn’t provide. She screams and moans and writhes on you, sweating and gyrating her hips, knowing that her daddy is keeping her safe and secure in his arms. But where she acts almost maternally with Gemma, Elise and her mother and, to a certain extent, the other women, Harold Schoomer delivers a show that surprises even you.

It’s because of her role, you finally realize as Alice asks Harold to look closely. She can let go.

You have almost never been as proud of your little muffin as you are now, as you can now see that she has completely accepted her role by directing her evil energy and perverted thoughts against your enemies and victims, not against the people you have subjected to her.

“My queen,” you whisper in her ear and lay her on Harold and Grace’s marriage bed.

“My king,” she giggles in love and spreads her tender legs for you. “Fuck your queen, my lord and master. Take me my king.”

---

“This is it,” Grace whispers to her husband, who is put against the wall like a naughty schoolboy. “Don’t they look wonderful together? Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Grace… please…” But Harold is no longer in a state to ask Grace to come back into his life. She doesn’t hate her husband, her priorities have just shifted. But Master Winters was kind enough to bring the former couple together one last time. While Master Winters pulls his daughter’s slender abdomen over the edge of the bed, lifts it up and fucks into her while Amy runs her tongue over her stiff nipples, Grace jerks off her husband for the last time in her life.

She doesn’t know what the future holds for her but she doesn’t care. Master James decides what happens to her in the next minute, hour, month or year and Grace feels freer and safer than ever. So she doesn’t mind being the only woman in the room serving a man other than James Winters. As she feels the wild twitch of Harold’s little cock in her hand, Grace feels as happy as Amy as James strokes her head, as satisfied as Alice with his monster cock deep in her insides, and as superior as James living his best life. At least almost as superior as James. No one is as strong, powerful and determined as her master.

“Grace…please…” Harold wants to come, Grace can feel it, and it’s a good thing that James has trained her well enough not to let Harold come right away. As ordered, Harold stares at the fucking trio of bodies, twitching in Grace’s hand and fighting the urge to be weak. Even here, James makes this man better and Grace is so grateful to him. Maybe one day he’ll get a girl, maybe James will give him one if he’s good. The fact that he could pose a threat doesn’t get in Grace’s way. A mole is also not a danger to a wolf.

“No, Harold. Control yourself,” she hisses but jerks her husband faster. The power she has over him doesn’t go unnoticed by Grace either. Submitting to a man who is stronger than her is just as natural as torturing a man who is weaker. “Tiny Tits. Come here and help me.” It goes against everything she has learned in her life. Be nice to your husband. Support your daughter. Be loyal. But Valerie also has a mischievous smile on her face as her hand closes around her mother’s and she and Grace jerk off her father.

“Sorry Harold,” she murmurs absently and looks at her master.

“Please…let me come…”

“You’re so weak Dad.” So Valerie also understood the lesson that Master James gave them. “Look at the master. He fucks and fucks and the girls come and come. He’s so controlled.” Her grip tightens on Grace’s hand, Valerie wants him.

But the two still have to wait. On the bed, Alice wraps her slim legs around her father, who drills himself deep, hard and fast into her. The girl screams and clings to Amy, who does her duty and doesn’t stop licking the girl’s nipples.

Eventually, James withdraws from his daughter. With heavy breath, he looks at Harold and gives him an evil smile, then grabs Amy. The young woman has earned a reward and screams out her contact orgasm around his cock as she cleans it with her mouth.

“That’s why we live, Harold,” Valerie says in a gentle voice. “Be happy for us. It’s such a beautiful life.”

“The most beautiful life,” Grace hums dreamily while Amy happily licks Master’s cock like a well-behaved kitten.

“Oh Mom… Mom I can’t take it anymore…” Valerie also hears her father jerking off, leans over him and kisses her mother on the mouth. “Please kiss me mom… please… I want to be good, I obey. The master, the mistress, you. Just please…”

“Tiny Tits!” Valerie immediately snaps around to her master. He’s standing in front of the bed on which Alice is lounging as if it belonged to her. His hand is entangled in Amy’s hair and he holds her on a leash like a puppy.

“Master?”

“Come here. Little Amy wants to share her gift.” Without saying another word, Valerie leaves her parents behind and kneels before her master. She’s seen this woman maybe three times, now she’s kissing her like she’s her long-lost lesbian mate. It’s so surreal for Valerie but she does it to obey. And then the taste of cum hits her like a wrecking ball and everything in her head goes soft and fluffy. Moaning, she kisses Amy, lets the mixture of sperm and spit roll on her tongue, closes her eyes and hopes to give her Master and Mistress a good show. Then they are good to her and then she has a good life.

She is weak, Valerie knows that, she fell so quickly. So deep. But down here in the dirt, under her mother and the feet of every other woman in her life, this is where she feels comfortable. It’s warm and comfortable and the orgasms that Master James allows her make her forget her old life that she doesn’t miss.

It’s right here.