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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Triplet X Love Times 2: Book 2: Sex High by DoubleDxxx (txlt2@yahoo.com) *** The sexually charged Anderson family begins their new lives in Riverdale as the kids start their new school and the parents start new careers. (couples, adults, teens, dom, inc, bi, orgy, bd, spank, ws) *** Chapter One – Family Pet Lana moaned and moaned as scenes from her erotic dream flashed by, though she was still more asleep than awake, she could feel the flood of pussy juice escaping her cunt. She then started feeling some new sensations, and she started to become aware of the delightful essence right above her nose. As Lana finally opened her eyes, she was greeted by a rear end view of the family pet. Their beloved bitch's vagina seemed to blink at her as it opened and closed invitingly every time she lowered her head and bent down a little. Lana loved when their pet awoke her this way; on all fours, above her lapping at Lana's early morning juices. Lana grabbed the family pet, nicknamed Honey, from behind, and lowered Honey's pussy to her own mouth, loving the taste of early morning cunt juice herself. On realizing that Lana was now completely awake, Honey increased her attack on Lana's pussy, allowing her tongue to go deep into Lana's hole, rather than just lick the clit and outer lips. Lana felt some stirring beside her and realized that her sister Ana must be up as well. Letting her eyes go up, she saw that not only was Ana awake, but she was standing on the floor behind her. Lana had fallen asleep with her head toward the end of the bed, so Ana was actually standing in front of their pet's ass; and though her head was buried in Honey's pussy, Lana still managed to catch a glimpse of Ana bending down behind the bitch. Lana suspected she knew what Ana had in mind, and when Honey gave a loud howl in her pussy, followed by a happy yelp, her suspicions that Ana was now eating Honey's ass where confirmed. Their pet's extremely talented tongue had Lana, who had already been on the verge of cumming in her dreams, in orgasm heaven before long. Lana redoubled her effort on Honey's pussy, wanting to return the favor just as quickly. In no time at all she felt their bitch shaking and shaking. She instantly glued her mouth to their pet's furry hole and waited for the powerful flood of cunt juice that always accompanied Honey's orgasms. As her orgasm subsided, Ana began to pet Honey on the back and behind. She then climbed back on the bed and petted the family's one and only pet on the head and behind the ears. "You are such a good girl, I love you Honey." Ana said, "and I can't wait for you to be able to wake me up like that." Lana crawled out of bed from under Honey and looking at her said, "Honey, why don't you go fetch Ana and me some nice warm fresh cum? Pietro should be up. Wait; let me check the monitor to be sure." Going over to the computer, Lana pressed some keys and as she worked said, "The boys are still asleep, I think we really wore them out last night; Dad is asleep too; well what do you expect, he did Mom, Amy, us and the boys, one after another, I didn't think anyone could cum that much; Mom is up though, looks like she's just starting a shower. I think Amy is getting ready to make breakfast, but Pietro is just starting to get up now. Quick, run down there and give him a nice good morning fuck and bring us that cum girl." Honey jumped to the floor on all fours and running to the door scratched at it waiting for it to be opened. Lana walked over giving her an exhausted look and opened the door. Giving a happy bark she ran out. Ana looked at Lana and said, "You know, I'm really starting to worry about her, aren't you Queen?" Walking over to Ana, Lana got back on the bed and pulled Ana on top of her kissing her passionately. She then said, "To tell you the truth Sugar, I'm not half as worried about her as I am about you." Kissing her again Lana brought a hand down between them and finding Ana's very wet hole stuck two fingers in it and started pumping, making sure to give Ana's g-spot and her clit (which she rubbed gently with her thumb) equal attention. Ana moaned into Lana's mouth, and suddenly breaking off the kiss said, "Forgive me Queen, but aren't we breaking an important rule. Keep on like that and you'll have me cumming in no time." "That's the idea," Lana said wickedly," Ron talked to me last night, he told me your therapy is up." Ana's eyes shone brightly, and she said excitedly, "It is? So the ban on Mom, Honey and you is over? What did he say?" "Well, he said that you are definitely 100% lesbian, that you will never fall in love with anyone but another girl, and that he and the boys are proud of you for being able to come out and admit that. He also said that, on the other hand, you have totally remembered what it is like to be at least 75% bi- and are truly enjoying a cock in the fullest way and in all possible ways: pussy, ass, mouth, tits, his exact words were, 'you are addicted to cum' and the boys and Dad are happy about that." "So if everything is okay, why do you say you're more worried about me than Honey? I mean she's been running around on all fours since Mom and Dad got back almost a week ago. She refuses to say anything, just bark!" "Honey knows she only has less than two more days to dedicate to the role of family pet. Ron already ordered her to be number one in every class this year. She fully intends to obey her orders. Ron couldn't have gotten a more obedient bitch if he had sent her to obedience school." Ana laughed at this and Lana smiled at her, so happy to see her sister still knew how to laugh. She kissed her again, still working furiously on her pussy. "You, on the other hand," Lana suddenly continued, "do you plan to stand watch at the entrance of the nude beach again all day today?" "I can't," Ana said frowning, "I can't go within 100 feet of the front entrance or I can get arrested." "What are you talking about?" Lana asked surprised? "The guard got tired of shooing me away, as well as pulling me out the few times I was able to sneak by him, so he took out a restraining order against me. It stays active until I'm 18 years old. This news so shocked Lana that she couldn't help but break out laughing, "A restraining order; well, you have spent most of the last two weeks camped out there. I guess they got nervous." Ana, however, did not find this amusing. "Don't laugh, that nude beach is my only hope of ever finding Patty! Before she turned into Honey, 24-7, I had Hannah, computer genius extraordinaire, try to find Patty, but without the name of a college, an exact grade, or even a proper age, I might as well have been looking for the name Jane Doe." Ana started crying again. She had wept a lot since finding and losing her soul-mate 3 weeks earlier, and with the ban on female orgasms, there wasn't much Lana could do to comfort her sister. Now, however, she let three weeks of anger at her sister acting like a lovesick puppy rush up. "Oh shut up! Stop crying like there's no tomorrow. If you and this Patty are truly meant to be, then you will find her. In the meantime, you will enjoy every single orgasm the nine other people in this house, lovingly give you! Not to mention the Wilson kids. Now turn around, it's been close to 3 weeks since I had a taste of Sugar. I've almost forgotten what it tastes like!" Ana stared at her with a smile in her eyes but didn't move. Lana looked at her and said, "What are you waiting for, I gave you an order!" "Nothing's wrong my Queen, it's just that I was thinking that it has also been almost 3 weeks since I last felt your wrath; you wouldn't believe how much I've missed it!" With that she leaned down and after giving Lana another kiss, turned and assumed a 69 position and presenting her twat to Lana, began feasting herself. After leaving the girls' bedroom, Honey, the family pet, began her appointed mission of finding some fresh warm cum for Lana and Ana. Honey ran all the way down to the basement level where the game room and servant's quarters were located. Once there, she ran passed all the game tables, and, on all fours again, ran through the open door in the back and into one of the two equally open doors behind it. Neither Pietro nor Amy had closed their doors since Stan and Laura had gotten back from their honeymoon 5 days ago. It was their way of letting the entire family, and each other, know that their doors were always open. "Well, hello Honey," Pietro said, "As the pet scurried into the room and lifted her naked ass before him. "Is it time to feed the bitches already?" Honey moved her head up and down violently and gave a happy bark to show this to be true. Pietro bent down and patted her on the head, as he did; Honey grabbed the edge of his boxer shorts with her teeth and pulled them down, freeing his semi-erect cock. Seeing him not fully hard, she growled disappointedly. "Well do something about it?" Pietro said, knowing well what she was thinking. Honey gave a happy bark and began licking and at times sucking Pietro's penis and his balls. Honey didn't want to suck Pietro's cock for long though. This was because the pet knew that Hannah, her other self, was an incurable cum whore. If Honey got a good taste of pre- cum, it might just trigger the Hannah in her to not release Pietro's cock until the fresh hot supply of Pietro cream was pouring down her throat. Honey couldn't let that happen, she'd been sent on a mission to retrieve the supply for her beloved Queen and sweet Sugar. With these thoughts, she regretfully let Pietro's hard bone, drop from her mouth, as soon as she felt it at its full size. She then turned her pussy to him and presented it like a gas tank ready to be filled. Pietro wasted no time or words, he simply impaled her and enjoyed first a slow, gentle fucking as he let his Honey adjust to his cock in her, then very strong violent thrusts that caused Honey pain as much as pleasure and she was quickly in a blissful joy. Honey once more thought how much she loved her master, she knew it was he that had taught all the males in the household the proper method for fucking a submissive pain loving bitch like her. She picked one of her hands off the floor and let it go to her neck where she once more rubbed her dog collar, which she wore with pride and joy. As she felt Pietro about to blow, she tried to control her emotions; she didn't want to violently cum again and have everything Pietro deposited in her escape before she had delivered it to Lana and Ana. It was a little hard to keep from cumming as she felt Pietro filling her to the extreme; he always seemed to be able to cum twice as much as anyone else. She felt her cunt filled to the point of exploding, and since he still had some in him, in one quick move he pulled out of her pussy and rammed his cock into her ass while it was still flowing. It took every bit of will power Honey had not to cum after that, especially as she now felt the glorious hot liquid flowing in her dirty little hole. Finally, Pietro stopped cumming and he pulled out of her ass, turning her around and saying, "I saved a little bit for you, go ahead, it needs a good cleaning anyway." Overjoyed, Honey, no, that is to say Hannah, locked her lips around Pietro's cock and sucked and sucked, moving her tongue all around the head's crown and sticking it deep into the slit, not letting a single drop of cum go to waste. When she finished she looked up at him happily and lovingly. Pietro thought to himself, "If she had a tail it would be wagging violently right now." Out loud he said, "Well, you better get that upstairs and feed my other little bitches. You should really use two legs if you don't want to lose any of it." Honey nodded her head in agreement and standing up Hannah said, "Thanks Pietro, this will make my Queen and Sugar so happy." "So you do remember how to talk," Pietro said mischievously. Hannah threw him a dirty look and smiled as she walked out the door, only to feel herself pulled by the arm into the adjoining room. Before she realized what was happening, she was on Amy's bed and Amy was bent over her sucking her pussy clean. "Amy no," Hannah begged, "I'm supposed to get that to Lana and Ana." "Oh, so you're talking today are you? Well good, maybe you'll deliver a message to your sisters and remind them that we have a deal. All the supply of cream down here belongs to me, and they have the supply on their floor!" Amy gave Hannah's tits a violent pinch and Hannah couldn't hold off cumming any more, the pain was just too beautiful! As she came all the liquids in her, her own as well as Pietro's, flowed into Amy's eager mouth, she sucked and licked and drank until Hannah's entire pussy was cleaned out. Amy then turned Hannah around and greedily fed on the supply of Pietro cream in her ass, leaving her as clean as if she'd just taken a bath. When Amy was finished she looked at Hannah who now looked back at her with sad puppy dog eyes and growled a little. "Oh, you're back ehhh? Well listen, if you need a refill, I just saw your father wake up. I was leaving him the paper; your mother is still taking a bath so maybe he can throw you a bone." Honey, who had returned so suddenly, leapt off the bed and ran all the way across the basement and up the stairs, once more on all fours. She didn't stop running until she reached the master bedroom's open door and going through quickly leapt on the bed presenting her rear to Stan. "Sorry Honey, though I have a giant bone here," he showed her his 9 inches of fully hard cock, "if you want the treat that goes with it, you'll have to become human long enough to do all the work yourself. I'm still exhausted from last night." He lied back down with his boner pointing straight up and Hannah caught the clue. She stood up on the bed, and straddling her father, she lowered her well used, yet still extremely tight, pussy bit by bit onto Stan's cock until it was completely enveloped. Stan couldn't believe how good it felt to have his cock once more in one of his three new daughters. Since he and his new wife Laura returned almost a week ago he'd been taking this opportunity (before he started his new job and the kids started school) to try to connect with Laura's three girls (his girls now too since he'd officially adopted them and given them his name) as much as possible and he truly loved them all and he truly felt that they loved him too. As Hannah rode him, truly doing all the work, Stan felt a sudden surge of strength and energy and reaching up he pulled Hannah flat on top of him and gave her a passionate kiss, letting his tongue duel furiously with hers. Stan then turned around, and without ever removing his cock from Hannah's cunt, turned her with him so that she was now on the bottom and he was the one doing the work. He continued to kiss her as he humped away. Hannah was wild with love and lust. Her new dad's 9 inches was actually the largest real cock she ever had in her. Before that Pietro's 8 inches had held the record. Her sisters and she had been playing with much larger toys for years, but nothing beat a true warm blooded cock, except for a true warm blooded cock of a larger and thicker size. Hannah suddenly felt her father explode in her and she felt herself being filled once more. She was once more beyond joy; especially when after pouring what seemed like several gallons into her pussy, Stan scooted up his daughter and presented his slimy now semi-hard cock to her mouth. "Oh yes," Hannah thought, "more cum for me!" and as with Pietro's, she set to work sucking, licking, reaming every bit of it, she was amazed when she felt it get super hard once more in her mouth. She loved its taste; she never wanted to surrender it. Suddenly, she felt something between her legs, "Oh no," she thought, "not again." The supply of cum which Hannah had safely in reserve for her sisters, was being drained once more. She wanted to say something, but talking would mean having to let this beautiful cock out of her mouth, and she couldn't bring herself to do that, she needed to suck it, and to drain it until it was hard no more. Not to mention that the tongue working every inch of her pussy was keeping her from thinking anything except, "NO! Don't Stop, Ever!" Hannah knew it was her mother at work there, only she knew so perfectly every last joy sensor of her cunt. Suddenly, Hannah felt Stan's cock grow even bigger in her mouth and she knew he was about to blow again, she knew with the supply in her pussy gone, she should try to conserve this load for Lana and Ana, but she couldn't stop herself, she bit her dad's cock head gently and felt him blow his load, full force, into her. She couldn't believe that it was as large as the first deposit he had left in her cunt. She drank joyously until she felt her own orgasm hit and once more she was herself a gusher, this time her juices pouring into her mother's eagerly sucking mouth. When all was over, including the aftermath of her own sexual high, Hannah got sadly off the bed without saying a word and without even looking at her mother. She got on all fours again and Honey ran out of the room and up the stairs. Now what was she to do? *** Hannah had decided it was time to go back to being a human submissive 24-7, but Honey, the family pet, had been told to, no, had been ordered to complete an assignment, until Honey finished, Hannah couldn't justify returning. As she passed her master's room, she heard voices inside and got excited again, here was the answer! They'd help her and then she could simply cross over to her room via the connecting bathroom and deliver the goods. Honey began to scratch loudly at the door and bark until Don went over and opened the door. Rushing inside, she jumped on the bed and presented her empty holes to her master and John. "Ron, I think your bitch is in heat," John said smiling. "Well she has good timing at least." Ron said, "Those two have my cock painfully near exploding." He threw a glance at the plasma TV as he said this. Honey followed his gaze and was happy to see Lana and Ana in full sex mode. "At least they may not notice how late I am." She then noticed the screams coming from nearby for the first time, and looking again at the screen realized that the Queen was not just in sex mode, she was in full wrath mode." "I only told Lana last night we were lifting the ban," Ron said, "I think she'd been dying to be able to unleash her wrath on Ana for some time." "I think Ana had been dying to feel it for just as long." Don said. "Man, if I don't stick this somewhere soon," John said, looking down at his hard cock, "I think I'm going to die." "Well," Ron said, "with my bitch here we have three happy holes just waiting to be filled." Grabbing some clamps he always kept by his bed now, he pinched each of Honey's nipples painfully, as well as her clit. Lying back with his head toward the end of the bed, Ron pulled his bitch on top of himself and forcefully drilled his cock deep in her pussy, she gave several happy yelps. John then climbed on top of her and drilled his hard cock in her butt making sure it hurt her. He personally didn't like rough sex, but he knew it was what the bitch loved. Don then came around and presented his cock at Honey's mouth. Everything that had happened so far had her in a blissful place already, but this, the simple opportunity to suck another cock, pushed her over the edge. Hannah started having a massive full body orgasm that shook her violently from head to toe. The three Anderson boys continued their drilling of all of Honey's holes brutally and without mercy until one by one they started to cum. She felt first her pussy, then her ass, and finally, her greatest reward, her mouth being filled over and over again. The joy in her eyes at her abuse and misuse could not be hidden. She felt her liquids flowing all over her master, and unfortunately, realized too late, that it wasn't just cunt juice flowing. "Holy shit, Ron," Don said, "You're bitch just peed all over our bed!" Ron, who had felt the strong flow of warm liquid on his legs smiled and said, "I think she's so happy she's marking her territory; so she can get back whenever she wants to." Hannah had a small laughing fit when she heard this and leaning down kissed Ron passionately saying, "I love you, Master." "She talks!" John said as he got off Hannah. Hannah then got up and said to Ron. "I'll see you later; I have a delivery to complete." "Thanks for the relief bitch," Don said smiling. "Hey," Hannah said angrily, "a bitch is a female dog. I'm a person and only my master talks to me like that!" As she stepped through the connecting bathroom door to enter her own room, Don turned to Ron surprised and said, "Since when is she a person?" *** In her room, Hannah found Ana on the corner of the bed still being drilled by Lana's 12 inch strap on dildo. Hannah climbed on Ana and, with her ass facing Lana, presented her cunt to Ana's mouth. While Lana was still drilling Ana, she leaned over toward Hannah and began feasting on the cream in her ass. As she once more enjoyed tongues plunging in and out of both her holes, Hannah said, "Drink up and enjoy, you wouldn't believe what I've been through to get this to you." She then gave an extra happy yelp as Ana reached up and squeezed her boobs while Lana reached between her legs and squeezed her clit, making Hannah suddenly realize that all these areas were still clamped. Smiling she thought, "It's a miracle my master didn't clamp my pee hole too." Chapter Two – End of Vacation Bash With everyone eating breakfast at the same time for once, Amy prepared the table in the dining room rather that the smaller kitchen table. As she saw the girls enter she said to Hannah, "So, you're on two legs today, I take it that means you'll be eating at the table with the rest rather than that dog bowl on the floor." "I probably won't need my dog bowl again until next summer." Hannah said smiling as she took her place at the table. The boys came into the dining room next, and on spotting Hannah at the table Don said, "Wow, I guess you really are a person again." The boys then smiled and winked at her as they took their place at the table. If it weren't for the fact that everyone at the table was completely naked, they could have been confused for a normal everyday family. Lana passed something to Ron saying, "I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of removing these, they were blocking some areas I desperately wanted to lick and suck." On taking the clamps Ron said, "I wondered where I'd left those." "So Hannah," John said, "you are Hannah now right, because it is confusing sometimes. Anyway, are you really back for good because as much as I love my female counterpart in the computer world; I am going to miss that bitch." "Like I was telling Lana and Ana, school starts in just two days and I figured that after spending almost a whole week as the family dog, I needed at least 1 whole day to remember how to be totally human before then." "Good, then you can sing at the party tonight rather than bark," Don said. All the girls turned and looked at him. "The party," Lana questioned. "What party," Ana asked. "The party we planned two weeks ago. Hosted by Triplet X Love Times 2 in the backyard," Ron said. "The 'End of Vacation Bash'," Hannah said suddenly remembering a conversation a couple of zillion orgasms ago. "Not to mention a combination birthday celebration for all of us," John said, "isn't it something that we were all born in the same month?" "Wouldn't it have been something if we had all been born on the exact same day," Ana said. "Actually that would have been a bit too weird," Lana said, "Anyway, about this party, I hadn't heard anything more about it since that day." "That's because we left all the preparations and invitations to the Wilson kids," Ron reminded her. "That way we could concentrate on rehearsing our songs." "That's right," Ana said suddenly, "I knew we were practicing for something." As Stan and Laura entered and joined their children Stan said, "Did I hear something about a party?" "Sorry Dad," John said, "It's no adults allowed." *** Later that morning, the kids escaped to the studio in the garage to rehearse once more before getting things set up for the party. As they finished the rehearsal John spoke to the girls saying, "You sound incredible, as always!" To Hannah in particular he said, "you especially, since you haven't been at our last 3 rehearsals." "I have so been here," Hannah argued. "Yeah," Don said, "you were lying on the floor scratching your ears with your back foot." "But the important thing is that I was here and could hear exactly how you wanted things done," Hannah said smiling. "Actually Sis," Lana said, "What you were doing was keeping us from rehearsing better. If you remember, every time you would raise your foot to your ear, opening up that beautiful wet cunt of yours, one of these three would stop playing and go stick their cock in it." "Hey," John defended, "I can remember you and Ana stopping in the middle of some songs to stick your tongues in there too!" "He's right Lana," Ana admitted, "but who was going to resist such an open invitation?" "The important thing," Ron said a little annoyed, "is that we managed to get ready somehow." Then looking over at Hannah he said, "and Honey, I meant to tell you, I prohibit you from ever disrupting rehearsals like that again. UNDERSTAND?" "Yes Master!" Hannah said grinning. Turning to Lana and Ana, he added, "That goes for you two also. Especially," he said looking at Ana, "for you. You are supposed to be in charge of the band, and somehow I've ended up with the job." "Well I've been in some serious therapy these last two weeks, remember?" Ana said this a bit annoyed then added, "but I promise to take care of things now that my therapy is over. They heard the studio door open and Debbie and Katrina entered and walked over to them. Lana looked at the Wilson girls clothes and said, "Hey, what's that? You know the rules by now!" Debbie gave a small sigh and Katrina a big smile as they got out of their clothes and left them lying in a bundle on the ground. "Next time remember that the cabinet outside is there to hang up your clothes before you come inside!" Lana exhorted. "Not that I in any way mind," Katrina said eyeing all the naked Anderson kids, "but doesn't practicing in the nude throw your rhythm off in any way? Especially you Donny," she said walking over to him, "sitting at those drums with this long hard drumstick just waiting to be used." She dropped to her hands and knees in front of him and said forcefully, "use it!" Don only studied Katrina's open pussy for a moment before ramming his erect cock in her cunt and starting a slow fuck rhythm. "So I take it you bring news of the party tonight," Lana said going over and lying in front of Katrina so Katrina would bury her mouth in Lana's pussy as Don fucked her. "Well," Debbie said, rolling her eyes at her sister, "We've only gotten confirmation from around 300 of the students, but we're pretty sure that more will show up, plus, we got a tip that at least two of the other high schools are planning to crash the party. We decided it'll be best not to stop them; we don't want to start a turf war over possession of you six." Debbie suddenly noticed the shocked look on the Anderson kids and stopped talking giving John a, "is something wrong" look. "300 plus students," John questioned. "Debbie, when we talked about a combination end of vacation and birthday bash, we were thinking on the level of you inviting around 20 of the most decent (preferably sexually active) kids from our year here to the studio for some music, dancing, cake and hopefully a little Anderson type fun. How did we end up with 300 plus guests and where are we suppose to host a party like that?" Seeing he was upset, Debbie walked over to him and hugged him giving him a tender kiss, she then dropped her hand to his cock and placing it at the entrance of her cunt impaled herself. As John calmed down a little, working his cock in and out of her, she said, "This is a birthday party for you; everything is being taken care of. The six of you have to do nothing except show up and play 2 or 3 sets between 6 P.M. and Midnight tonight." "Show up," Ana asked suspiciously, "where exactly?" "At the school auditorium of course," Debbie answered, moaning as Ron stepped behind her and impaled her ass. "We also have permission to use the cafeteria to serve the cake and soda." "You have cake and soda for 300 plus kids?" Hannah asked incredulously. "Yeah," Katrina said, raising her head from Lana's pussy for a moment. "The Wise kids arranged for these incredible giant cakes, one for each of you, with a small statue of you on top. That's Henry and Martha Wise, by the way; their parents own the local bakery." With that, Katrina buried her face once more in Lana's twat. "And the Clinton kids, Jack and Jerry, provided us with several cases of soft drinks. Their parents own the supermarket in the mall." Debbie said. "Did you say from 6 to midnight," Ana questioned. "Six hours," Hannah said, "that's pretty long isn't it?" "Well you won't be alone, 'the Riverdale Rockers' another local band from our school will be playing between your sets." "Yeah," Katrina said, torturing Lana by once more interrupting her sucking just as Lana had been about to cum, "and 'Cool Carl' and 'Loud Leo' are going to alternate the DJ duties, they both go to your high school also." "FINISH ME ALREADY!" Lana screamed. "Oh," Katrina said smiling wickedly, "sorry don't know how I could have forgotten." She bent down and sticking two fingers in Lana's twat, pumped furiously and then, biting Lana's clit, pulled her fingers out rapidly and glued her mouth to Lana's hole just as she exploded like 'Old Faithful'. After a good and very long drink that left Lana weak and helpless, Katrina said, once more smiling, "You're as reliable as 'Old Faithful' Lana." Hardly able to talk Lana gave Katrina a wry smile and said, "You're evil!" "I'll say," Don commented from behind her. "I've been pumping her forever and she refuses to cum for me!" "I cum when I want to cum!" Katrina said defiantly, "no one makes me cum." "So you've said," Don said a little annoyed, "and I respect that, but that little 'in no way are you to cum before me' rule of yours puts me in a bit of a mess, because girl, I have been ready!" "Well, I am a bit thirsty," Katrina admitted dislodging Don's cock and turning, "I give you permission to cum in my mouth." With that she sucked Don's cock in. Lana, who was still on the floor, saw Katrina's spread legs and she had a perfect view of Katrina's open pussy, her swollen and over-sized clit, and her rosebud. She slowly slid behind Katrina and when she was sure Don had started to cum, she simultaneously stuck the index finger of one hand deep in Katrina's ass, three fingers from the other hand in Katrina's open twat and Lana then glued her mouth to Katrina's super-swollen and currently super sensitive clit. As Lana started pumping all fingers furiously, and bit Katrina's clit, a scream escaped from around Don's exploding cock; Katrina, however, didn't stop sucking and drinking Don's offering for a second. Lana knew that Katrina was even more of a cum whore than Hannah (if that was possible) and that once she started drinking she would never risk losing a single drop of cum, Lana therefore took the opportunity to force a massive orgasm on Katrina and as Don finished cumming, Katrina fell to the ground screaming loudly as Lana continued pumping away at both her pussy and ass. Debbie, who totally enjoyed watching Katrina being sexually dominated (her younger sister had been mercilessly dominating both her and her brother since she hit puberty) gave a scream of her own as, sandwiched between John and Ron, she started to cum violently herself. John and Ron took this as a signal to let go of their own orgasms and they flooded Debbie's cunt and her ass with cum. Lana finally pulled her fingers out of Katrina's pussy and started drinking her flowing juices, taking the opportunity to violently tongue fuck her and make her cum again and again. After around 15 minutes of this, and Katrina's repeated pleas for it to stop, Lana finally relinquished control of Katrina to Don who went over and bending down over Katrina started kissing her as he squeezed her tits. Lana in the meantime looked over at Debbie and found her in a 69 with Ana who cleaning out John's cum in her pussy while Hannah leaning over Debbie cleaned out Ron's cum from her ass. Soon it was obvious that Debbie was cumming again too, and if she wasn't screaming as usual, it was only because her tongue and mouth were busy in Ana's pussy. After everyone had a time to catch their breath, and come back to their senses, Katrina looked angrily at Lana and said, "That wasn't fair; you sneaked up on me!" "Well I'm sorry you didn't enjoy yourself." Lana said mischievously. Katrina went over to Lana and hugging her bent down bringing Lana to the ground with her, as she ended up lying flat on top of Lana, Katrina said, "Who said I didn't like it my Queen." Katrina then locked lips with Lana and as their tongues dueled they locked legs around each other squishing their breasts against one another and Katrina rubbed her brunette cunt against Lana's blond one, at times actually pumping her large swollen clit in Lana's twat." "Looks like those two are going to be in a domination war for a while," John said, helping Debbie up. "Tell me something, with the way you two scream when you cum, how is it possible for your parents not to know that you have been sexually active for years?" "It's not," Debbie said, "Mom even walked in on the three of us in action once." "And she didn't say anything?" Hannah said. "Or at least ask to join you," Ana added. "Yeah," Don said, "if they didn't want to stop you, it usually is because they wouldn't mind joining you." "Well Mom just smiled at us," Debbie said, "and walked out. She's never mentioned it, and neither has Dad, but we're sure she told him." "Well that's weird," John said, "anyway, about the school concert, at what time can we go set up the equipment?" "Oh yeah," Debbie said suddenly remembering something, "That's what we came to tell you, Jason will be by at around 3 P.M. to pick up all of your equipment, Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos will be helping him. They'll be coming in Harry's van, so they'll have plenty of room for everything, even you six if you want to go early and personally manage the stage set." "Maybe we'll do that," John said throwing an eye at where Katrina and Lana were still trying to dominate each other. They were both obviously on the verge of cumming, but neither wanted to be the one forced to cum first. John walked over to them and bending down behind Katrina rapidly stuck a finger up her ass causing her to scream and let go of her defenses making her once more cum strongly. Lana breathing a sigh of relief then allowed herself to orgasm strongly as well. "I expect we'll all be more relaxed by then," John finished smiling. *** As their equipment was packed up later that afternoon, John caught Lana throwing him a dirty look, she hadn't spoken to him since band practice and he was starting to get annoyed. Going over to her he said, "Come on, you can't still be angry at me." "I could have beaten her without your help!" Lana said coldly. "Well the point is you didn't have to do it alone. Katrina needed a small reminder that when it comes to Triplet X Love Times 2, if you take on one of us, you take on all of us. You needed a little reminding of that yourself. Plus, you were about to explode and I couldn't let an outsider beat one of us." "I was not about to explode!" Lana screamed furiously. "Lana," John said calmly, "I've seen you cum a zillion times now, I could recognize that look on your face." As he said this he smiled at her. Lana smiled back and said, "Okay, I admit it, I was about to blow, but it was more over the thought that she could actually use that damn beautiful super-large clit of hers like a small cock, than from the actual sensations. I'm telling you, and this is just between you and me for now, if there is one girl that temps me to cross over completely like Ana has, it's Katrina." "It would never work though," John said, "the two of you are too much alike." "Yeah," Lana said frowning, but then, quickly smiling she added, "but I bet we could be most 'fucking' best friends around." "Hey you two," they heard someone say, "are you coming or what; everything is ready." As they stepped out of the studio, where they had gone to check for anything they might have forgotten, Ron said, "So, did you find anything?" "No," John said throwing Lana a nod, "I think we have everything covered." "Yeah," Lana agreed. "We have everything." Harry Fuller's van turned out to be a 15 passenger Dodge Ram 3500 with, as promised, more than enough room for everything, but, since the Andersons decided to pack their equipment in its usual trailer, which they attached to the back of the van, the van itself seemed much larger than necessary. Even with eleven people in it. As well as the Andersons, the van passengers included, the 3 Wilson kids (Katrina kept throwing looks at Lana that alternated between, "I'm going to kill you" and "Will you marry me"), Jennifer Ramos (whom the Andersons understood had actually taken over the entertainment coordination) and Harry Fuller who was driving. During the long ride to the school, the Andersons talked to (or rather interrogated) these last two intensively, the Andersons couldn't quite put their finger on it, but there was something very strange about this pair. *** "OH—MY—GOD!" Hannah screamed as the van finally pulled into the school parking lot. She was the only one that had found a voice to talk. Everyone else was just too shocked. John finally said, "How far does it go?" "Around the next three or four blocks," Jennifer answered calmly. "How are we supposed to get around that mob of people and how are they supposed to fit in the same auditorium at once," Don asked. "The auditorium holds 25 rows of 40 seats; that's 1000 people. To cut down on attendance we started two lines and said that anyone willing to donate 20 dollars could get on the donation line and that everyone on that line would be allowed to enter first." As Jennifer explained this, John threw another look at the giant multi-block line or teenagers and said, "I only see one line, guess no one wanted to donate ehhh?" "Actually," Jennifer said, "That's the donation line. No one wanted to risk losing their place on the line so they all coughed up the 20 bucks. We used the school computer to print up the thousand tickets and passed them around last night." "Wait a second," Hannah said, "you sold 1000 tickets at 20 dollars a piece for them to be here tonight! That's- -" "—20,000 dollars, yeah, I was trying to figure a decent way to split it between the other band and two disc jockeys but they all agreed that since they had planned to do this as a free birthday gift to you, you can keep it all." Hearing three loud thuds behind her, Jennifer looked around and saw John, Ron and Don each trying to give one of the Anderson girls some air. "What happened," she asked concerned. "It's all right," John said, "they all just seem to have fainted, good thing we're here so early, they're going to need some serious relaxation time before the concert." *** Two hours later, as Debbie and Katrina helped the girls into their costumes (after a long and satisfying period of relaxation 'exercises') Lana said, "so tell me some more about Harry and Jennifer, I mean, they seem nice enough, but I kept getting a strange vibe from them I really don't know what." "Yeah," Hannah said, "that Harry was weird. I noticed he wouldn't give any of us a second look, but he wouldn't stop checking out the front of the boys shorts." "Well Harry may not have wanted to give us a second look, but Jennifer not only wouldn't stop looking at us, she pulled me to the side and after winking at me passed me her phone number and said, "when you're ready to come out, call me." Ana held up a piece of paper and added, "I don't know what she meant." "They might be easier to understand when you know that they are the co-Presidents of the 'Gay and Lesbian Society'," Katrina said helping Ana on with her long boots. "Gay and Lesbian Society," Ana said surprised, "but how did—I mean what did she mean—" Ana couldn't quite get her words out and Lana decided to talk instead. "So, a Gay and Lesbian Society, that means that students can proudly proclaim who they are in High School without fear of being mocked." "Not really," Debbie said sadly, "those that go to their meetings know it's like painting a bulls-eye on their backs, but most of them don't care what other people think. The majority of the members are activists like Jennifer. She actually sued the school last year for the right to open the club." "Wow," Ana said, somewhat impressed, "that's brave; I don't think I could ever be brave like that." When they had all finished dressing, Ana made a final inspection of their costumes and frowning at Hannah said, "Honey, I'm sorry; you can not wear your dog collar on stage. We are supposed to all look exactly alike. Now take it off." Hannah looked horrified at the thought, but finally, nodded and taking it off, passed it to Debbie for safe keeping. Lana noticed the frown on Hannah's face; she actually looked like she wanted to cry. "It's okay," Ana said, "you'll have it back soon enough." "I know," Hannah said, "it's just that I feel so naked all of a sudden." Coming from a girl that had just spent the last 5 to 6 days totally naked, and was now wearing the most she had worn in 3 weeks, this statement sounded so absurd that they all, even Hannah herself, started cracking up with laughter, all final pangs of nervousness washing away from them. *** As the applause finally died down a little, Debbie took the podium in the corner of the stage and said, "We thank Triplet X Love Times 2 for that super-awesome first set! They will be back in half-an-hour with their 2nd set of the night. Now I leave you with 'Loud Leo'!" As more applause was heard, and someone else took the stage, the Andersons could see from back stage Debbie turn and almost run toward them. She gave a leap and landed right in John's arms and somehow, her lips managed to land on his. "Umm," Lana said, "so I take it WE sounded alright?" Debbie finally stopped kissing John long enough to say, "Do you really have to ask?" "Well no," Lana said, "but from the reward you were giving John I thought you needed reminding that it wasn't a solo act," she smiled as she said this. Smiling back, Debbie took a quick look around and when she was sure no one else could see them, she grabbed Lana and gave her as hot and intimate a kiss as she had just given John. "Okay," Ana said, "that's enough of that, for now anyway, what do we do next?" "Well," Debbie said releasing Lana, "you should all go and cut your cakes in the cafeteria. I just was a picture of each of you making the first cut." *** As they walked into the cafeteria they were greeted by a loud chorus of "Happy Birthday to You" by a rather large group of students. The cafeteria was to be used for scheduled intermissions throughout the concert night, but students were free to take a break as they pleased; and it obviously pleased a lot of them to take breaks when Triplet X Love Times 2 wasn't on stage. As Debbie then led the Andersons through some back doors, into the kitchen area, they froze when they saw the six giant cakes with figurines of each of them on top. "Holy cow," John said looking at one of the miniature statues, "it's me; blue belt and necklace stone and all!" "Hey," Lana said, "here I am, an 'L' on both the costume and the necklace." "We've only been active here for 3 weeks," Ana said, "How could anyone get all these details so perfect?" Then, suddenly freezing, all the Andersons turned and looking at the Wilson kids shot them a bit of an angry look. A little nervous, the Wilson's all smiled and said once more, "Happy Birthday!" The Andersons eased up a little and smiling back said, "Thank You!" As pictures were taken of each of them cutting their cakes, they were handed the figurines on top as memorials and Debbie then led them all back into the cafeteria to eat their cake and have something to drink. In a table in the center of the cafeteria they received another surprise. "Mom, Dad, Amy, Pietro—what are—" "Hey," Stan said, "we missed your first big concert in this town; did you really think we'd miss the 2nd one too?" "Happy birthday kids," Laura said. "Thanks Mom," they all said as they sat and ate cake while waiting for the next set. "You know," Ron said, leaning over and whispering to John, "A person can get to enjoy this attention thing." "Yeah," John said, "but they can also let it go to their heads too." Chapter Three – The Mistress of Pain and her Secret Lair The next afternoon John called a meeting of the band in the studio, he seemed extra happy about something. The concert the night before had been a—well the words 'complete success'—just doesn't start to cover what the night had been. However, by the end of the concert all the Anderson household, even the adults that were not on stage working, were pretty tired out. When they finally got home, everyone went straight to bed for once and ended up sleeping in late. Now, as all the kids entered the studio, they still had sleepy looks, as well as inquisitive ones on their faces. "I know you're all a bit tired still," John began, "God knows I am, look at this cock of mine, it hasn't sprung to life all day," he looked at the girls and smiling said, "and just being in the same room with those incredible naked bodies of yours is usually enough to have it at full size. Anyway though, since we start school tomorrow, I wanted to figure out by the end of today what should be done with this." He pulled out what appeared to be a bank passbook from under the computer keyboard. "What is it," Lana asked. "It's a bank book," Hannah said in an 'isn't that obvious' tone, "the real question is; whose is it?" "It belongs to Triplet X Love Times 2," John said, "and it holds $20,000.00." "You're kidding," Ana said, "I thought that Jennifer girl was just pulling our legs, I mean, she didn't mention anything more about it." "Probably because her first mention of it left you three so freaked out," Ron said smiling. "Well, she gave this to me after we finished our last set," John said, "I decided to let you all get a good night's sleep before mentioning it." "So what should we do with it?" Don asked. "Well, we can split it evenly among all of us and everyone does what they want," Ron suggested. "No," Ana said strongly, "this is the bands money and we should use it solely for the band!" "What," Lana said, "like for new instruments and costumes?" "Our instruments are already brand new," Don said, "and as for your costumes, NEVER change them." "Personally," John said, "I agree with Ana, that this is the bands money and it should be used exclusively for the band, which is why I had a bit of a suggestion myself." "And that is—" Lana said dubiously. "Well, we'll all be sixteen by the end of this month," John said, "old enough to have driver's licenses…" "You want us to buy a vehicle for the band," Ana said with a smile. "I like that idea," Ron said, "but 20,000 dollars won't get us much of van and any vehicle for the band should definitely be a large van, at least." "But if we all agree, we can talk to Mom and Dad; let them know we have the down-payment and ask them to put up the rest as our birthday and if necessary even our Christmas gifts this year. You decide," John said. "If Mom and Dad agree to put up the rest on a good van," Lana said, "I'm in!" "But it has to be a new van," Ana said, "nothing used." "And we have to agree to have equal use of it when not in use for the band!" Don added strongly. "Let's do it," Ron said. "Well, my master's vote is my vote!" Hannah said, "So I guess it's unanimous." "Great," John said, "We can talk to Mom and Dad at dinner tonight." *** "Wow," Ana said as the girls walked back to their room. "The Triplet X Love Times 2 tour van, do you think there's a chance Mom and Dad will agree to it?" "Well," Lana said, "John had some pretty convincing arguments ready. I think the one about the school being so far away and that with our own van we wouldn't need to wait for anyone else to drive us there will probably win it for us in the end." As they entered the room Hannah said, "Oh, I forgot, I was going to get a cup of coffee. Anyone want anything?" Lana grabbed Ana and pulling her on the bed said, "What I want to drink is right here," and she buried her head in Ana's cunt. Hannah rolled her eyes a second and stepped out. As she walked down the hall toward the stairs, she noticed a light on the ceiling start to blink. "Oh come on," Hannah (the electronics genius) thought, "we haven't been in this house 3 weeks, well 5 if you count the 2 weeks the boys were here before us, still, the lights can't be dying already." Hannah looked closely at the ceiling and realized that she hadn't really taken a notice of it until now. "I never noticed how beautiful those hall lamps really are, and those chandeliers are exquisite!" As she studied the two chandeliers, her eyes drifted to the almost blank space on the ceiling between them, she especially caught sight of the ugly metal round hook that seemed so out of place, "Maybe someone had a large plant hanging from there once," Hannah thought at first. Hannah wasn't sure why this caught her attention so much, but she figured it was because its location was so mathematically disproportionate to the rest of the items on the ceiling. Sometimes being a mathematician could be a curse. She walked over to it and kept looking up at the ceiling, there was something wrong here; Hannah didn't know how she could have failed to see it before. Hannah looked around the hall for something long and with a curved end, spotting the umbrella stand, she saw several umbrellas but thought, "They won't work". Hannah then noticed a metal cane among them and thought, "But that might be strong enough." Grabbing the cane, she walked over and stood right under the circular hook, stretching, she tried to hook it with the end of the cane. After a few failed tries, she finally hooked it and thought, "Well, now let's see if my hunch is right." Hannah pulled down, it required a bit of force, but she finally smiled as she brought the ceiling down with her, or rather the trap door on the ceiling which had stairs on the other side. She took the cane out of the hook and returned it to the umbrella stand. "I knew it!" Hannah thought excitedly, "an attic room." She ran up the stairs and instantly found a light switch and turned on the lights. Once the lights were on, she quickly found a rope that was used to manually raise the stairs back up and re- seal the ceiling below. Doing that, she thought, "now let's take a good look at this room." Hannah was standing in a very large room, and at first glance, she thought there was nothing in it, but then, she realized that there were several large covers throughout the entire room, and there was obviously furniture under them. Hannah slowly began to fold the dust covers, making sure not to spread, what appeared to be, a decades worth of dust on the protected furniture below. "Wow!" Hannah thought as she looked around the blood red room she was in. Everything from the curtains on the windowless wall, to the bed sheets of the incredibly large circular bed in the center of the room was a very provocative and almost erotic red. In front of the bed was an old, old fashioned, TV with an old VCR on top and several video cassettes. They were apparently home movies and they all began with the words "The Mistress of Pain and" in the handwritten title. Wondering if this ancient equipment could still work (it seemed very well preserved) Hannah hit the on button of the TV and it powered on. Nothing however could be seen except for snow. Hannah then hit the power button of the VCR, and noticing that there was already a tape in it, hit the play button. *** A whip cracked as a picture focused on a woman dressed in thin red leather and a mask saying, "You suck my pussy! Suck it 'til I cum!" Hannah noticed that the Mistress' costume had holes where the tits, pussy and ass coverings would normally be, these areas were therefore all exposed. In fact, Hannah suddenly realized, her whole back is, Hannah hadn't noticed before because she was wearing a cape. "She sort of looks like Catwoman, in hot red. Man she has a nice cunt. Her boobs aren't bad either." Hannah sat on the bed to watch the movie and gave a little scream. As soon as she sat, the bed started to vibrate. "Wow, a vibrating bed; that is so cool." She lay flat on her stomach and let the beds vibrations rush through her naked cunt and clit as well as the nipples of her boobs; Hannah then watched as the Mistress' first slave went to work on her pussy, she then saw the Mistress crack her whip again and when she pulled it back, it was tied around the neck of a young girl. "She can't be older than me," Hannah thought. "While your brother takes care of my lower region, darling, you, you will take care of my tits," and using the whip pulled the young girls head right onto one of her boobs, "do it right!" The young girl immediately began to suck her tit hard and fast, grabbing the other one with her hand and squeezing and pinching it. "More!" The Mistress screamed, "I need to feel more! I need toys tonight, many, many toys!" She cracked her whip again and when she pulled it back it was around the waist of 10 to 11 year old girl. "Your brother and sister are helping me to calm down girl, but I need more HELP!" "Tell me what you need me to do my mistress." The girl said. "I need you to suck my ass. I need to feel your tongue deep in me. Can you do that girl?" "Yes my mistress, my true love," and she walked around the Mistress and started working on her butt." Hannah felt herself getting very hot, whether because of the action on screen or because of the vibrations on her clit she wasn't sure, "It's probably both," Hannah thought gasping. "I still have a tit without a mouth, that hand is not enough, this isn't good!" Grabbing the young lady on her breast by her red hair and pulling her up she said, "Bring me another mouth to feed, NOW!" The young lady scampered off the screen only to return a few minutes later with what appeared to be an 8 to 9 year old naked boy. Except for the Mistress, all those on screen were totally naked. "Sort of feels like home, "Hannah thought smiling. "My mistress," the young lady said, "this is my youngest brother, he too is yours today." The Mistress presented her tit to the little boy and he began feasting joyously. The Mistress then took him in her arms and she signaled the young lady to return to her other boob. "All she needs is something to suck herself," Hannah thought, "Oh shit!" Hannah was shocked when she saw the Mistress bend her head and start sucking the young boys little cock as he continued sucking her boobs. Hannah suddenly felt her cunt juices flowing and she realized that she was in the middle of a massive orgasm. After several minutes, in which Hannah thought she would dehydrate from the gallons of cunt juice she was losing, she tried to force herself down from the sexual high she was in, but she couldn't break the orgasm. "Ohhhh mmmmyyyyy GGGooooodddd—" she thought, "ththththiiiissss isss grreaaat!!!" However, great as she felt, she knew she had to stop it somehow. "I have to get—get—get off this bbbeeeddddd!" She thought. She realized that it was the vibrations going directly to her clit and cunt that were keeping her in orgasm, but she couldn't bring herself to pull away. Finally, using every source of will power available, she rolled strongly to her side, and kept rolling, she rolled right off the bed and, WHUP! She fell right onto the soft round rug that surrounded the circular bed. She just lied there for several minutes looking to regain her strength. "That's right, suck away my little boy; drink all that juice so you will be a good strong young man one day. Amy, since your brother and sister are a little busy there on the rug, why don't you climb up here and give me something to drink. This bed is too big for just your baby brother and me anyway." Hannah seemed to be hearing these words miles away, but some of the words seemed to pull her closer to reality: the name of the youngest red-headed girl, Amy, the mention of a big bed, and the mention of a rug on the floor. Hannah looked at the screen and she saw the older siblings in a 69 on the very rug she was now lying on; on the bed above was the Mistress, lying on her back with the little boy between her legs sucking wildly at her pussy. Amy was climbing over the Mistress and straddling her face, the Mistress then began exploring Amy's pussy with her tongue. "Well that's one mother that loved her kids as much as Mom," Hannah thought smiling; she had no doubt that the kids the Mistress was playing with were her own. The fact that they all, the Mistress included, had the same deep red hair seemed to confirm this; a deep red hair, by the way, that she had been seeing for the last 3 weeks on someone else. Hannah finally felt enough strength to explore the room a bit more. She noticed that the room actually connected to two other rooms, one on either side. "Holy Cow," Hannah thought as she walked into one of the rooms. "SHIT, now this is a BATH room!" The room she was standing in was around the size of a small bedroom. On first stepping in there was a toilet bowl on the right hand and a hand sink with mirrored medicine cabinet on the left. The entire rest of the room was made up of a bath tub large enough for around 8 people to sit in comfortable. "I bet I can swim in that thing" Hannah thought. Turning around, she decided to take a peek at the other room. As she stepped through the door, her eyes popped and her mouth dropped open. "What is this place," she thought, "a 14th century dungeon in an attic?" Hannah walked over to what appeared to be a rack, a sort of long table with chains on the arms and legs and a wheel to stretch people into pure anguish. In front of this was a stock, with holes for a person's ankles and wrists. There were chains throughout the walls also. Looking toward the other wall, Hannah saw all sorts of spanking pads and whipping tools hanging from the wall: whips, belts, pads of all sizes and shapes and even, and this shocked Hannah, some stun guns, "I didn't even know they had anything like that back then." Hannah turned her attention to one final item in the room, a large double door wardrobe cabinet against a third wall. On opening the double doors Hannah screamed "Oh my God, I've been transported to Erotic Narnia!" Hanging on the inner doors were: dildos (vaginal, anal, strap-on, rubber, metal, vibrating, long, short, thick, thin and even remote controlled ones), anal bead strings (small, large, graduated, vibrating), collars, leashes and (Hannah looked puzzled) feathers? Hannah picked up a remote control 'kit box' for careful investigation and possible future use. She then looked in the wardrobe itself (as the majority of what she had been looking at was hanging from the inner doors and found negligees of various colors but all meant to be extra tempting and super-sexual, and Hannah found… "Wow, it's her!" Hannah pulled out a hanger with the Mistress' complete costume, she looked at the mask and grabbing it, she put it on, suddenly, an evil smile formed on Hannah's face, she bent down in the wardrobe and pulled out a mace like spray can with the words 'Knock-out' on it. Closing the door she looked at herself in the wardrobe mirror and said wickedly, "I need toys tonight, many, many toys!" Chapter Four – The Mistress Reborn "So Mom, Dad, what do you think," John asked, "is it a fair deal?" "Hmmm," Stan said as he took a bite of his ham, "So you have 20 thousand and you want us to put up the rest for a good van, possibly between 60 and 70 thousand for the purchase, registration and insurance for new drivers; and this van is for use by the band." He took another bite of his ham and said, "in return we give you no presents this year for your birthday or Christmas." Laura looked at him as he looked thoughtfully at his ham, "What do you think, Stan," she asked. "Well, they having their own van can definitely be helpful, but, I need to think better about exactly how many birthday and Christmas gifts our share would truly be worth. I am an accountant remember! Not to mention that—" he looked over his shoulder and called, "Amy can I get that special bottle." Turning back he said, "what was I saying, oh yeah, not to mention—" Amy came rushing in with a box about the size of a champagne bottle. "Here you are sir, just imported." She looked around the table and stopping on Hannah gave a small scream. "Amy, what's wrong?" Everyone said. "Oh," Amy said, catching herself before saying anything suspicious, "felt a little dizzy for a second." "You haven't been sampling that imported champagne have you?" John asked suspiciously, "You know what it can do to you, especially since no one in this house drinks alcohol." Amy smiled a bit, but unable to hold back she asked, "Hannah, pet, are you trying to channel Michael Jackson, because really that should be white if you are." Everyone turned their eyes to Hannah and for the first time that whole night noticed that she was wearing a long red leather glove on one hand. "Oh," Hannah said, "my hand was hurting a little and I put this on to keep a little pressure on it. I hope I'm not getting carpel tunnel already, I have been on a computer since I was like 1 year old." "Not to mention the number of hand jobs you've been giving lately." Lana said smiling. "You mean like this," Hannah said, suddenly grabbing Ron's cock, in the seat next to her, with her gloved hand and pumping furiously, "this is actually exercising my hand, good therapy." Ron, who had been taken by surprise, more by Hannah's sudden dominant attitude than the action itself, said "Hannah don't, —don't –don't stop please don't stop!" Something about the feel of the gloves fabric as well as the very different masturbation technique Hannah was using was driving him over the edge. Hannah suddenly bent down, swallowed Ron's cock and with the gloved hand squeezed his balls while she bit his cock head; Ron joyously blew his load into her eager and greedily swallowing mouth. Everyone seemed paralyzed by Hannah's action, but Amy, more than anyone, seemed, not only paralyzed, but almost terrified, and when Hannah sat back up and said, "What, I was thirsty, this is the dinner table; we should be able to have our favorite drinks here." Amy ran out of the dining room without a backward glance. "Looks like someone had a serious call of nature," Hannah added. No one talked for several minutes, they all tried to look extra shocked and annoyed, but the truth was Hannah's actions had made them all just want to start masturbating like crazy themselves, and they needed to fight to keep their cool. When everyone continued in silence Hannah finally broke it by saying, "So Dad, what's really in the box?" "What," Stan said suddenly. "The champagne box, what's the surprise you have for us?" Hannah repeated. All the other kids looked suspiciously from Stan to Hannah and Stan said, "How—" "—next time you want to wrap a surprise present, remember, like John said, no one in this house drinks alcohol." "Oh right," Stan said sheepishly as all the kids now turned to him with a 'hey, that's right' look. "You know," Laura said, "having a genius for a daughter can sometimes be a drag. Okay Stan, show them." "Like I said before, we'll discuss how many birthday and Christmas gifts this van deal would be worth, but as for this birthday, seeing as it is your 16th and somewhat special, we have a little something for each of you." He opened the box on the table and, tilting it, let six smaller boxes slide out. These were gift wrapped and each had the name of one of the kids. "Now I want you to take very good care of these," Stan said, "and learn to use them wisely." The kids, each, opened their box and smiling Lana was the first to say, "A cell phone!" "A camera cell phone," Don corrected. "No, it's a video camera cell phone," Ana added. Hannah and John had shocked looks on their faces and couldn't seem to talk. Ron was the first to say, "Wait a minute, is this Windows Mobile on the phones display, and is this a stylus on its side? Are these—" "Pocket Computer Cell Phones," Hannah and John finally said together, "they're everything!" "Oh wow," Ana said, "it's even an mp3 player!" "Dad, these are incredible," John said. "I think they like them, Stan," Laura said. "Okay, remember kids, you share 3000 peek hours a month, that's 500 a piece, but you have unlimited nights, text messaging, weekends and mobile-to-mobile; any questions?" "How did you find this house," Hannah asked suddenly. Everyone threw her a 'what kind of question is that look' and she said, "he said any question." "Well," Stan said laughing, "I actually meant about the gifts, but as to the house, it was actually Amy that found it. I don't know how she came to know about it, but we got it pretty much gift wrapped itself. Incredible house that it is and we got it for almost nothing. Which is why we were able to afford a lot of the extras you find in it, like those plasma TV's and the computer network that controls most of the stuff around here." "So Amy got the owner to, pretty much, give it away," Hannah repeated thoughtfully, "how interesting." Stan and Laura retreated to their room early that night, around at eight, with a request that no one disturb them. Stan would be starting his new job the next day and he wanted to sleep well and long, meaning that any fun he planned on having with Laura would have to come earlier than usual. "Let's go to our room," Hannah told her sisters, "I want to show you something." "It has to do with these new cell phones right," Ana said, "come on; I want to learn everything about them." As they climbed the stairs, Lana asked, "So what was all that at dinner, a slave rebellion? And what about all those questions about the house and Amy? And are you still refusing to tell us what you were doing for 8 hours today when you apparently vanished from the face of the earth?" Hannah didn't say anything, she just led the way into the room and when they were all in she said, "Ana, come help me in the bathroom with something; Lana wait here, it's a surprise." "A birthday surprise for your Queen," Lana asked smiling. "You can say that," Hannah said as she and Ana passed through the bathroom door. Not two minutes later Hannah re-emerged wearing a big smile and Lana said, "so where is my surprise?" "You'll have to come and see," Hannah said. As Lana pulled beside her she said, "You know, I know that look in your eye, you are super-horny today, even more than usual I mean." "Maybe," Hannah admitted, "by the way, smell this new perfume of mine, it's called 'sex toy gatherer'." She sprayed something in Lana's face and as Lana crumbled to the floor she said, "More toys, I need more toy!" She heard the door in the boys' room open and as she heard John excitedly explaining some of the features of their new cell phones she squinted her eyes and once again smiled mischievously. "Forgive me for this intrusion, Master, but can you help me please, it's important." "It better be," Ron said, "because to tell you the truth, I'm not very happy with you as a slave at the moment!" He said this very angrily while inside he was smiling and saying, "though if there were some way to make you my official girl friend at school that would be your role." He followed Hannah into the bathroom and as he passed the bathtub asked, "Why is Ana sleeping in the tub?" "She's mad at us because I won't lend her this new perfume of mine," and turning to face him said, "here, smell." Three minutes later she reentered the boys room saying, "Forgive me again, Don, my Master says this job may take a little more strength, he asks if you'll please come in and help." Don got up and wasn't through the door a moment before Hannah reentered the room saying, "While they're busy," going over to John, "I wanted to talk to you about the new cell phone PC's. I take it we can all install your mobile version of the surveillance system program on them, right?" "I actually hadn't thought of it," John said, "but yeah, it is the same Windows mobile, so, yeah, it should work." Hannah leaned over him with something in her hand saying, "What do you think of this knock out feature?" *** Around half-an-hour later, Hannah came down from the attic steps and thought, "One more, I need one more for a matched set." She pushed the steps back to the closed position just as she heard someone on the steps. Looking toward the end of the hall she saw Amy coming at her; she was looking very agitated. "Is something wrong Aims?" Amy opened her eyes wide again and said, "Please don't call me that. It's, well, it's a little painful—anyway, I wanted to ask you about your glove, it's rather rare, where exactly did you find it?" "Oh, I don't remember really, it was lying around somewhere and I just picked it up; maybe in the garage on the way to the studio." "Can—can I see it?" Amy asked nervously. "Sure you can," Hannah said, "Look at this, its some knock-out craftsmanship!" *** Lana was feeling a little strange, she felt very contorted, she tried to straighten up, but there was something holding her wrists and her ankles tightly. Where was she? What was she doing? She tried to let her eyes adjust, wherever she was, the lights were on a maximum low. Was that one of the boys on a bed in front of her? "No," she said, as her eyes adjusted more, "it's not a bed, it's some sort of long table and I think he's chained to it." Lana tried to say something, but suddenly realized she was gagged. Looking around the room a bit more, she saw several people chained to a wall, exactly how Ron had once had her. But the 'Master of Love' definitely wasn't behind this, she knew because she could see John and Don (she could make out the blue and green stones in their necklaces) were two of those chained to the wall. They were between one of her sisters (she couldn't quite see the letter on her necklace) and Amy (who was chained with her back towards Lana, she only knew it was her by the hair), that meant that Ron, was the brother on the table, meaning that whoever was behind this (and she had her suspicions as to who that was) wanted the 'Orgasm Queen' and the 'Master of Love' to have some special attention. Lana tried to speak again, even through the gag when, SLAP! She looked up shocked to see who had just hit her so hard across the face. "You dare to try to use your mouth to speak Slave," the person standing before her said, "a slave's mouth was not made for talking! Must I 'The Mistress of Pain' demonstrate to your stupid ignorant self what a slave's mouth is for?" A masked young woman with red hair (a wig Lana was sure) stepped into clear view of Lana. She was wearing the most incredibly sexy red costume Lana had ever seen. "Wow," Lana thought, "I thought our Triplet X costumes were something, but that costume make me just want to kneel in front of her and stick my tongue up her exposed cunt (I better remember not to point out to her that her pubic hair is blond)." Lana knew exactly who was behind the mask, the red gloves of the costume were a dead give away; she just could not believe it. "This takes slave rebellion to a whole other level. The slave will not only be free, the slave will become the master. Well," Lana thought, "no one complained when she wanted to spend a week as the family dog, but where the hell are we, and how did she get us here?" "Very well you naïve little whore, I am a little thirsty again, let me show you what your mouth is to be used for." The Mistress walked over to where Ron was lying on the table and engulfed his cock (which was pointing straight up to the ceiling) in her mouth. The Mistress sucked Ron off for some time, but when he was just on the verge of cumming, she suddenly released his cock taking a clamp from the table, clamped up the bottom of Ron's cock, just where the balls end and the penis starts. Ron threw her a painful and horrified look that said, "You can't leave me like this!" "Why don't I give you a little help controlling you pc muscles slave. I'm thirsty, yes, but I have another job for Ron Jr. later, so let's not waste this load." The Mistress walked over to Ana and Lana could see that she had picked something else off the table, "a feather," Lana thought, "what does she—oh no!" Lana saw the Mistress pull something from Ana's twat and realized at once she had had Ana on a powerful vibrator, and that Ana was on the verge of cumming. But apparently, the Mistress was planning to have a little fun before allowing Ana any relief. The Mistress took the vibrator she had just pulled out of Ana out and said, "Since this is so nice and slick and—" she licked it, "tasty, why don't we give it a safe new home." She walked over to Amy and spreading her ass cheeks said, "Open wide, Aims, your Mistress has a nice birthday present for you." She then rammed the vibrator up Amy's ass and without letting her adjust to the size or to the pain, took a whip hanging from her belt and whipped Amy three times in the butt before finally turning the vibrator on full blast. As Lana saw Amy's juices flowing between her legs while she had an orgasm, Lana's only thought was "get to me already! I want to cum like that too!" The Mistress walked back to stand in front of poor Ana, who was in dire need of an orgasm, and taking the feather in her hand alternated tickling Ana's nipples and her clit. This action resulted in Ana being pushed closer and closer toward the massive orgasm she desperately needed, but somehow, it never quite came. Every time the Mistress lifted the feather to move it to another location, Ana's impending orgasm would be delayed. "Oh," Lana thought, "that is beyond cruel, I push Ana to the point where she's begging not to cum anymore, but all her eyes say now are 'please for the love of God, let me cum already!'" "Do you want to cum, Sugar?" The Mistress asked looking Ana in the eyes. Ana looked back almost in tears nodding furiously. "Well," the Mistress said, "I'm not evil," then letting out a bone tingling, wicked laugh she added, "well not entirely, anyway, and I did want that drink. If I let you cum, Sugar, do you promise to give me enough juice to quench my thirst?" Ana nodded again and the Mistress stopped teasing with the feather and said, "very well, what say we press the button on this water fountain then." She then glued her mouth to Ana's hole and as she sucked, she grabbed Ana's clit with her gloved hand and squeezing, rubbed it furiously between two fingers, the feel of the leather drove Ana over the edge and she came buckets and buckets, all of the cum flowing directly into the Mistress' greedy mouth. "Damn," Lana thought, "I could use some of that right now. Does she have to drink it all?" As she finished cumming, Ana collapsed against the wall, and only the chains kept her standing. "Holy shit," Lana thought, "she looks like she does after I've forced around 10 continuous orgasms on her." "My, that was sweet," the Mistress said, getting to her feet. "I knew there was a reason they called you Sugar." She grabbed a handful of Ana's hair and pulled her forehead to her lips, she first licked Ana's sweat and then kissed her forehead and said, "then again, honey is just as sweet, if not sweeter than sugar." She stuck a finger from her free hand in her own pussy, getting the glove's fabric good and wet, she then brought it to her lips and tasted saying, "yes, definitely better." She then did it again, this time sticking the finger under the gag Ana was wearing and rolling it over Ana's tongue. "This Mistress is really brutal," Lana thought with awe and not a little pride. Then she impatiently thought, "When will she get to me!" The Mistress next kneeled between John and Don; needless to say their cocks were rock hard with all they'd seen to this point. Their eyes showed that they had been as impatient as Lana for a visit from the Mistress. Grabbing each of their cocks, one in each hand, she pulled them toward her and raising her head began to alternate sucking them off, bringing first one, then the other to the verge of cumming, then moving to the other letting the one about to explode rest. After several rounds of this, you would see the thick drops of sweat on the boys' foreheads and the looks of despair in their eyes. "Oh," The Mistress said suddenly, "would the little boys like to cum for their Mistress now?" John and Don nodded, their eyes pleading that is would be so. "Umm, It is true that I haven't had a cocktail since dinner. But who to take," she questioned. John and Don started turning their hands within the chains and pointing rapidly at themselves their eyes screaming, "ME, take me, take me please!" The Mistress stretched out their cocks to the side so their cock heads would rub together; from time to time she would bury the slits on the top into one another so that it looked like the two cocks were passionately kissing. "Eeny, Meany, Miny, Mow," she said as she pulled them together and John and Don closed their eyes as if they were praying to be the one chosen, "which of you has greatest flow?" The Mistress studied the look of relief on John and the look of total anguish on Don as John's cock was chosen, but then smiling she said, "Oh what the heck, let's make this cocktail a double!" Bending over the Mistress put both cockheads in her mouth at once and obviously bit tightly. Lana saw the blissful look that suddenly washed over the boys' faces as they were finally allowed to cum, and cum, and cum, and cum and, "oh my God," Lana thought, "she's a bottomless pit that can't be filled!" The boys looked near collapse also, but finally they ran dry. The Mistress studied their flaccid dicks and said, "Well this isn't good, this isn't good at all!" Sticking a hand in the pouch hanging on her belt she extracted what seemed like 3 rather thin dildos. Taking two of them, she quickly stuck them up John and Don's butts. A buzzing sound told Lana that they were vibrators, and that they were on high. The Mistress then alternated sucking one of the boys' cocks and using the third vibrator in her hand on the other boy's cock, she would concentrate on the cock head mostly, tonguing the slit and rimming the crown especially. Within minutes Lana was thinking, "I don't believe it, she has them rock hard again already, after loads like they just let out. God, they look even bigger than usual!" Lana suddenly became aware of the steady continuous flow between her legs, she thought at first she had peed, but she caught a whiff and thought, "cunt juice. I'm flowing as if I'd cum, and she hasn't even given me any real attention yet." Lana gave a shiver at the thought of what could be left of her when the Mistress finally did set her sight on her. "Oh," Lana thought, "looks like now that she has them back up, she doesn't want them blowing again any time soon. The Mistress of Pain had put clamps on John and Don's cocks similar to the one already worn by Ron. She then walked behind Amy and grabbing the vibrator from her ass pulled it out saying, "Why don't we plug up this leak." And ramming the vibrator into Amy's pussy said, "Aims, you naughty, naughty girl, look how you've wet the floor!" Lana saw that the floor under Amy did in fact look as if a bottle of water had just been turned over and let flow on it. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The Mistress whipped Amy's ass three times, then gave the vibrator in her cunt three pumps in and out. The Mistress then produced a key which she used to separate the chain holding John's arm to the wall, she didn't remove the chains from John's hands; she separated the end attached to the large round metal screw on the wall. Next, she attached the newly freed ends (which were really long handcuffs) to Amy's wrists. The Mistress then did the same with the chains holding John's legs. The result was that as Amy remained chained to the wall with her back to John, John was now chained to her with his very erect penis pointing at Amy's, still very open, anus. It was obvious what the Mistress wanted him to do, so he drilled his cock deep in Amy's butt. She smiled and then proceeded to do the exact same thing with Don and Ana, except that, since Ana was facing Don, the Mistress positioned Don's cock at the entrance of Ana's cunt, and he pushed in. "Now keep pumping you two, I don't want you to stop for anything or I will get very, very mad." CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! She whipped each of them on the butt twice and they pumped hard into the holes in front of them. "Finally," Lana thought, as the Mistress turned and walked toward her. "Umm," the Mistress said stopping in front of Lana, "looks like we've sprung quite a leak here too. You wouldn't be trying to cum would you?" The Mistress reached in her pouch and Lana (who had not yet realized it was pouch) thought, "God, how deep is that pocket that she can hold so much stuff?" It was then, on a closer inspection, that she realized it was actually a leather pouch, connected to the same belt that she hung her whip. Lana noticed that the belt also had several holders in which could be found various sized dildos, "A Batman utility belt for sexual predators," Lana thought, "where did she get all this stuff?" Lana suddenly started to shake her head furiously as she saw the Mistress pull her feather out. SLAP! "You would shake your head at me Slave!" SLAP! "You would deny your Mistress her fun!" Lana lowered her head and stared at the wet floor below her. "That's better," the Mistress said, running a gloved finger through Lana's leaking twat and bringing it to her mouth. "Hmm, yes, Ana is truly sweet, but you dear, you are majestic." Smiling at Lana she leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and forehead several times. Then whispered in her ear, "Will you believe me if I tell you I'm going to make you CUM like you've never cum before?" Lana nodded greatly as she looked happily in her Mistress' eyes. "But," the Mistress then said, "for the incredible CUM I offer you, there is a price." Lana looked at the Mistress with eager eyes that said, "I'll do anything you want!" "My price," the Mistress continued, "is patience." Lana looked down at the floor sadly thinking, "She's going to make me wait." The Mistress bent over the stock and ran her tongue through Lana's leaking cunt a few times then quickly standing again said, "the decision is yours dear. I can let you have a small, mediocre cum now, giving you some relief, or I can give you a cum that will stay with you through your entire life and which you'll still be talking about in a retirement home when you're ancient. Would you like a CUM like that?" Lana nodded yes. She could give herself all the mediocre cums she wanted; Lana wanted to feel the orgasm the Mistress could give her. "Very well then, remember DON'T CUM UNTIL I SAY SO! Now, I have some business with my Master, I'll be back for you when I'm finished with him." She returned the feather to her belt pouch and Lana breathed a sigh of relief, but then, she saw the Mistress bring out some other things; what looked like a contour massager, a butt plug, and a TV remote control (at least that's what it looked like to her). "How could I be so stupid," Lana thought, "did I really think she was going to make it easy for me not to cum?" The Mistress placed the contour massager and the butt plug in Lana's pussy and ass respectfully and said, "Queen if you really want to feel what I have for you, I suggest you start thinking of a few of the worst things you know." She walked away from Lana and Lana was happy to note that the Mistress had not activated either vibrator. She thought of the Mistress' last words and smiled as she thought of a private joke the sisters had had since their mother's wedding. Laura had been so nervous that she had had Pietro fuck her right in the church to calm her. The girls had helped a little, but by the end of the ordeal, when the girls were to start their marches in the procession, they were dead horny and dying to cum themselves, but poor Ana looked like she'd start exploding cum all the way down the aisle. Suddenly the two girls thought they heard Ana humming something lightly, it was the tune from the song, "My Favorite Things" from the Sound of Music. That evening, when questioned about how she had managed to keep from cumming, Ana said, "I simply concentrated on a song, I was thinking about," then she sang: "When I don't want to cum But I'm right on the verge I simply take note of the worst things I know. Standing in shit with brand new lovely shoes, Throwing right up on a boy who loves you, Post menstrual syndrome and unchanged cat litter These are a few of the worst things I know." The girls had cracked up but they had admitted that thinking of these things could really dampen a good cum. Lana watched as the Mistress climbed up on the Master and lowering her exposed cunt on to his erect cock she began to ride him looking deep into his eyes. "God, those two love each other. You'd have to be dumb not to recognize that look in their eyes!" Suddenly, without dislodging Ron's dick from her cunt, the Mistress turned around so she was facing Lana and Lana remembered the remote control for the first time. "Oh, no," Lana thought as she felt the massager turn on and start making furious circles around both her g-spot and her clit "When I don't want to cummmm But I'm right on ohhh—" Lana used every bit of will power possible not to let herself cum. "Stepping in shit, PMS, Nausea…" The Mistress, in the meantime, was still riding Ron for all he was worth, but since he still had his penis clamped, he could not cum. Looking at Lana and seeing her pre-cumming expression, the Mistress pressed a button on the remote control and massager slowed to something equivalent to the feather tickling. Lana caught her breath as she continued to think of some of the worst things she knew. Giving her enough of a rest, the Mistress pressed another button on her remote control and the butt plug vibrator sprung into full life. "Oh my Goooddddd," Lana thought, "Unchanged cat litter, throwing up, Not being allowed to cum (no, let me not think of that) PMS symptoms" The Mistress now jumped off Ron and she started turning a wheel by the table a few times, Lana noticed that Ron's arms and legs seemed to be stretched beyond belief. "Holy shit," Lana suddenly thought, "that's no table, that's a rack!" The Mistress suddenly grabbed Ron's cock and gave it a few furious pumps with her gloved hands; the look on his face (Lana thought) was beyond torturous and painful. Then, while still pumping Ron's cock with one hand, the Mistress brought the other hand to it and removed the clamp quickly giving his balls a squeeze. The result can only be compared to a volcano erupting. Lana looked on shocked as the first spout actually reached the ceiling, the following bursts didn't reach as high, but they were amazing to watch, then for almost two minutes a flood of cum could be seen flowing out of the slit and going down the sides of Ron's penis like lava going down a volcanoes side. This was too much for Lana and she was just about to blow herself, suddenly, however, she felt both vibrators stop completely. She threw a look at the Mistress and saw the remote control in her hand pointing at her. Quickly Lana thought, "A decomposed body, A dirty old rat, Kissers with bad breath, And bad diarrhea, These are a few of the Worst Things I Know!" As she thought this, she watched as the Mistress began to slowly clean off Ron's groin area with her tongue. She licked every bit clean, from the tip of his penis head, to the bottom of his balls, leaving him entirely cumless. She then looked into his eyes again and said, "Your turn." She took his gag off and stared coldly at him, as if daring him to speak. Ron kept silent and the Mistress climbed up and sat on his face, facing Lana. Lana had suspected this would be her next move, seeing how she had made it clear that a slave's mouth was only needed for one thing. As Ron began to literally fuck the Mistress with his tongue, she once more aimed the remote control at Lana, but left both the vaginal and anal vibrators at minimum setting, leaving Lana in a constant state of excitement, but never letting her cross over. The Mistress threw a look at the other two couples, and saw that they looked almost like zombies; the boys had obeyed her, and had not stopped pumping for anything. Ana and Amy had obviously both cum multiple times by now and were near death with joy. The boys, on the other hand, because of their PC muscle clamps, had not been allowed another release. The Mistress smiled wickedly, and squeezing a nipple and rubbing her clit, she allowed herself to cum (buckets no less) in Ron's eagerly drinking mouth. As she allowed herself to return from her sexual high, she looked at Lana and, using the remote control, shut the vibrators off again. Quickly Lana thought, "a house full of roaches, my hair full of lice, These are a few of the Worst Things I know!" The Mistress slowly got off Ron and, by putting her finger to her mouth, reminded him he was still not to speak. She unchained him and allowed him to slowly sit up, she then walked over to John and pulling his cock out of Amy's butt, swallowed it, releasing the clamp and biting the penis head so that she was once more drinking an incredible load of cum. When she was finished, she continued sucking and rimming his cock, this with the aid of the anal vibrator that was still operating in his ass, quickly got John hard again. The Mistress then stuck her tongue in Amy's butt and tongue fucked her dirty hole and rimmed her rosebud for several minutes. The Mistress then passed over to Don and Ana, doing exactly the same with Don's penis and with Ana's cunt. Finally she got up and removed all their chains, but she made it clear that none were to talk or take any action even though they were now unchained and without gags. This left only Lana and all looked at her expectantly as if saying, "What has the Mistress got in store for you?" The Mistress went over to Lana and after removing the massager and butt plug, she released her from the stocks and removed her gag, Lana knew better than to speak. The Mistress still owed her that promised orgasm of a lifetime, and she wasn't about to do anything to upset her. The Mistress pointed them all to a door on the side and they understood they were to follow her. As they walked through, their eyes all widened as they entered what seemed like a massive bedroom, all eyes that is except Amy, who seemed to know exactly where she was. Taking Lana by the hand, the Mistress walked her over to the enormous circular bed and had Lana lie face down in the very center. She pushed Lana's back and her ass down tight on the bed letting Lana know that no matter what, she wanted her to stay flat, her breasts and cunt especially were not to separate from the bed. The others gathered around the bed, standing in the thick soft rug that surrounded the bed. They watched as the Mistress threw, what seemed like a light switch, by the bed, and suddenly, it began to vibrate violently. Lana was caught even more off guard than Hannah had been the first time she discovered the room. The vibrations and sensations proved too much for Lana, especially for someone that had been on the verge of cumming for so long. She exploded, and exploded, and exploded and couldn't stop exploding. The Mistress signaled Ana and Amy that she wanted them to get on the bed on either side of Lana. "Keep those breasts against the bed!" The Mistress screamed, but I want those asses up and those knees spread. Someone help Lana into position!" Amy did as asked and soon there were three spread cunts on the bed waiting to be filled. "Do I have to tell you three shat I want you to do," the Mistress asked, looking at John, Ron and Don. Without a word they jumped on the vibrating bed and started to pump their cocks in and out of pussies. Lana, especially, who as yet had not had a true fucking, went wild as she continued with same continuous orgasm she had had since the bed was first activated. After a while, one by one the boys started to cum in the pussies before them, when they had cum, the Mistress switched the bed off, and everyone on it collapsed on top of each other. The Mistress quickly climbed up and one by one started sucking clean each and every cock and cunt. Finally she said, "Well, tomorrow is a school day children, as fun as this all is, it's time to get cleaned up and go to bed." She pointed toward another doorway and they understood they were to go through. As they did, once more they stood in awe of what they saw. Before actually stepping in the tub, several, if not all of them, took the opportunity to use the toilet bowl and gain a different type of relief. They then entered the giant bath tub which they quickly learned vibrated as much as the bed, but in a much more relaxing way. After around 20 minutes, they noticed the Mistress get out of the tub, but she signaled them to stay, she stepped out of the room and closing the door pressed a button by it. One by one she saw the occupants peacefully drift asleep. When they were all out she reached for her new cell phone on the end table and making a call said, "They're ready my loyal servant, remember to bring many towels." As she then waited, she pressed two more buttons, one cleaned the air in the bathroom, the other drained the bathtub of all water. When her loyal servant arrived, he helped the Mistress, first to dry everyone off, and then to carry them all to their rooms. Finally, when alone with her servant she thanked him saying, "I truly appreciate your help Pietro, you can go to bed now, but please don't tell anyone about the entrance to this room yet. I'll tell them eventually, but I want to have some fun getting them to try and find it themselves first." "Don't worry young Mistress, my lips are sealed." When he left, the Mistress went back into the torture room and completely removed her costume, laying the Mistress to rest once more. Hannah reached into the wardrobe and grabbed a dog collar which she quickly put around her neck. She quickly left to join her sisters in their own bed. Chapter Five - School Inauguration Ana awoke the next morning to the same glorious sensations Lana had two days earlier. Opening her eyes, she was greeted by Hannah's winking twat and pulling her down on her mouth had an early morning drink. After they had both cum, Hannah turned around and lying face to face on her sister kissed her with true sisterly love, and probably a lot more. "So," Hannah said, "did you think I'd forgotten I had promised you a good wake up?" Rolling off the bed Hannah stood up and Ana noticed her dog collar. "So I see that you're back to yourself," Ana said. Hannah gave her a confused look and said, "What does that mean?" But before Ana could answer she noticed Lana awake and looking at her. "Oh Lana, you're awake, I thought you'd never want to wake up. That must have been some incredible dream you were having last night; both of you actually. I swear, the moaning and groaning you two were doing made me want to sneak into my Master's room and try to get him to fuck me I was so wet." "Dreaming," Lana said curiously, wondering. "I had promised Amy I'd help her with breakfast today, I'll see you both there," Hannah rushed out of the room as she said this. Ana looked at Lana and said, "we weren't dreaming were we?" "You don't sound very sure," Lana said giggling. "Well are you?" "Let me think, large torture rooms, enormous round vibrating beds, mini-pool sized bathtub with soothing vibrations, why would I doubt any of that was real?" She smiled and Ana broke out laughing. "So, do you think we'll ever get the Mistress to tell us what really happened, where we were and how she got us there?" "Right now," Lana said, "there is no Mistress to ask." *** "Wow," Ron said as he walked into the kitchen with his brothers, "what is this, 'Father Knows Best'?" He looked over the stacks of pancakes, bowls of scrambled eggs, sausages, and bacon. Looking at Amy he said, "Amy, you really outdid yourself today." "Actually," Amy said, "I just got up. Someone," she cast an eye at Hannah, "was a little eager to serve us all this morning, too eager if you ask me." As Lana and Ana walked in and also stared at all the food on the table they couldn't decide where to start. Trying to justify her actions Hannah said, "Well, today is a special day, it's the first day of the rest of our lives!" "Isn't it that day every day," Don asked, placing some pancakes and sausages on a plate. "Well, yes actually," Hannah said, "but if you're asking if I'm going to prepare breakfast like this every day, the answer is no way!" Then catching Ron's eye she said, "that is unless my Master orders it so." "Actually," Ron said, "That's what the cook is for." He started digging into his eggs and bacon. Then he said, "You just come into my bedroom every morning like you did today and let me eat a special meal. I promise to have a little something for you to snack on too." "Hey," Don said angrily to Ron, "you promised us you'd keep her off our bed from now on. It took us forever to clean up after her last visit." "I promise to always go to the bathroom first, before ever stepping in your room again," Hannah said, almost begging not to be banned from their room. Don and Ron threw a look at John and he knew that they were waiting for him to be the tie breaker in the decision, he looked over at Hannah's sad eyes and said, "Okay, just don't forget to empty yourself real good." Don shot him an angry look and John said, "Oh come on, how could I say no when she used that sad, puppy-dog eye, look on me?" "Talking about the first day," Lana said, "I guess Pietro is driving us in the family car right?" They heard something crash to the floor and turning caught a glimpse of Amy's tear filled face as she ran out of the kitchen and down the stairs. "What happened to her," Ana said. "Great going, Queen!" Ron said angrily to Lana. "Me," Lana said confused, "what did I do?" "You had to go and remind her we'd be driving to our first day of school today!" John said. "And," Lana said confused but defiant. "Amy doesn't like the subject much," Don said, "we don't really know why. Driving doesn't bother her, neither does school, but driving to school on the first day, never mention it again." "Oh," Hannah said suddenly running down after Amy, leaving her brothers and sisters with shocked looks. Hannah ran into Amy's room and found her crying on the bed. She walked over to her and, sitting next to her, gently raised her head and had Amy suck on one of her tits. Though this technique was usually used by the Anderson woman for calming each other when terribly upset, Hannah happened to know that Amy's mother also used it a lot. As Amy started calming down a bit, Hannah started fingering Amy's cunt gently and said, "They all died didn't they? It happened while driving on the first day of school." Amy looked up at Hannah's eyes and smiling she let Hannah's tit fall from her mouth and pushing Hannah's head between her legs, slowly studied her soft blond hair. After a while, she said, "I was only eleven you know. Technically I was even still a virgin; Mom had promised to break in my pussy on my twelfth birthday. I saw all the videos on the TV, I know you know more about me than Stan and the boys ever have." Amy continued stroking Hannah's head. "I should have been with them you know; but I woke up sick that day. Mom insisted I stay in bed until she got back from dropping my brothers and sister off at school; she was going to take me to the doctor as soon as she returned. Since the doctor's office was in the opposite direction from the school, she didn't see any logic in having me locked in the car with the others while she drove them to school. The unnecessary car ride could have made me sicker, and it would have exposed the others to whatever I had." Amy gave another sob, but this one was actually a joyous sob as Hannah started expertly tongue fucking her pussy. "She never came back for me," Amy said sadly, "none of them did. Instead what showed up was a social worker taking me to my first foster home." Hannah stopped sucking long enough to look up and ask, "Did you find out exactly how it happened?" "It was a drunk driver apparently; witnesses said he came out of nowhere at almost 100 miles an hour right into Mom's car. They say the four of them, along with the drunken bastard must have died instantly." "I'm sorry," Hannah said, once more looking up, "your mother, she seemed like an incredible woman." "Yeah," Amy said pulling Hannah up and locking tits with her for several minutes, "however, someone reminded me, only last night, that no one is ever truly completely gone." "So you're not mad at me," Hannah said shyly. "Never," Amy said, "especially when you tell me where the entrance to the Mistress' Lair is." "Don't you know?" Hannah asked puzzled. "Honey, not only had I not been there since I was eleven, but whenever I was there I was taken there in my sleep and removed from there in the same way. That was like Mom's batcave, she kept its location secret from everyone." Pietro stepped into the room and said, "Young mistress your brothers and sisters are all getting ready to leave, you should be dressed already." "Oh," Hannah said jumping out of bed. "Pietro, when you and Amy are alone at some time, take her to the room we were in last night." "You know where it is," Amy said to Pietro. "You didn't really think I got all of you up there alone did you?" Hannah asked stepping out of the room. *** "Well," Ron said in the ride to school, "I guess that explains why Amy never allowed any of us to as much as taste a beer." "It's so sad about her family," Lana said actually sniffing. "Yeah," Don said sadly, "we never knew." "And I get the feeling there's more we still don't know," John said looking suspiciously at Hannah. Hannah looked nervously at the car floor; her master had ordered her to say what was wrong with Amy, so she had told them what Amy said about her mother's accident. She had not, however, mentioned anything about the original Mistress of Pain. Ron noticed his slaves 'please don't ask me anything more' attitude and said, "We know enough, we certainly know a lot more about Amy now than we ever have." "Yeah," Don said, "it sure explains why she chose to home school herself rather than accept Dad's offer to send her to school." "Home schooled," Hannah said shocked. "Hah," John said, "so she didn't tell you everything. Amy never went to high school; she knew how to read and do basic math when she first got to us, but Dad felt she needed more and wanted her to study in school while we were in school. She refused and started buying tons and tons of text books to read and study while we were away." Taking up the story Ron said, "As soon as Amy turned 18 she went for a high school equivalency diploma and scored one of the highest grades in the state. She could have used it to get into pretty much any college she wanted. Dad was willing to help her with tuition." "Why didn't she go," Ana asked. "She claimed that people went to college to prepare for lifelong jobs," Don said, "and she said she already had a life long job she loved, why waste time studying for another." "Good point," Lana said smiling. *** As they pulled up to the school John said, "Does it look a little deserted around here?" "No," Ron said, "it looks COMPLETELY deserted." "Doesn't class start in 15 minutes, where is everyone," Don said, "Class does start today right?" As they got out and Pietro drove away John said, "Can we be late, is everyone inside already?" "It's only a quarter to nine," Ron said checking his watch. "They don't open the doors to students until 10 minutes to nine." John suddenly noticed how quiet the girls were and said, "You know, half of this group seems suspiciously quiet." Ron threw the girls a suspicious look also and said, "Hannah, why aren't you more surprised that there is no one here?" Hannah bit her lip a second and then said quickly, "Because the first class doesn't start for an hour and fifteen minutes." "What," all the boys said. "We sort of fixed your alarm clock and watches," Lana said, "It's a quarter to eight not a quarter to nine." "And the point of getting us here and hour early is," John questioned. "Now don't be mad," Ana said, "We just wanted to anoint our new school." "Anoint our new school," Ron repeated unbelievingly, "what does that mean?" "Well, you know how some people like to anoint their new homes with oil," Lana said. "Yes," Ron said telling her with the tone to get to the point fast. "Well," Ana said, "for the next four years this is going to be our home away from home and we want to properly anoint the hallways." "With oil," John said in a "why do I feel I know the answer" tone. "Well, not exactly," Lana said, "come on, let's start quick." "Aren't you forgetting something," John said, "like that the doors won't open for another hour." Lana pulled something from her pocket and said, "The door is never closed for me." She flashed them a copy of the master key Debbie had had the night of the concert. "Do we even want to know how you got that," Don asked. "Probably not," Lana said, "but come on." Lana led them to a back ramp entrance that lead down to the basement. "Don't they have surveillance cameras," John asked. "They have cameras at all the entrances," Hannah said, "and on all floors inside." "So why are we here then," Don asked nervously. "Because the camera at this entrance has been out since last year, and the cameras inside aren't turned on until the doors are officially opened for the students to enter," Lana said. "Are we really going to let them pull us into whatever crazy plan they have," Don asked John and Ron. The other two shrugged and Ron said, "I've a feeling they've planned it all out carefully. I think it should be safe." *** "Okay," Lana said, "It's 8 o'clock in 5-4-3-2-1; start everyone!" Lana was directing everybody from her position in the north side of the 3rd floor. The high school was divided into two giant rectangular 3 floor buildings, referred to as the North and South buildings. A much smaller square building right in the center of the two main buildings acted as a bridge between them all. Through the Atrium building you could get from the North building to the South building without having to go outside and back. The full block basement which was divided into the auditorium, cafeteria, gymnasium and pool could be reached from any of the three buildings above also. Lana had positioned the girls in the North building: Hannah on the first floor, Ana on the second and as previously stated, she was directing them from the third floor. The boys were positioned in the South building with John on the first floor, Ron on the second and Don on the third. "Now remember all of you, you need a good amount of anointing cream so make it good!" Lana said. "How about giving us a good shot of your majestic beauty in action," John said, "a little inspiration can't hurt." "Yeah," Ron added, "that may help me get up quicker." "Hey Master," Hannah said, "Take a look at this, maybe it will help." Everyone was treated to a video of Hannah running her fingers deep in her wet cunt, slowly in and out. "Oh that definitely helps," Ron said, "have I told you lately how much I love you?" "Hey, what about me," Ana said as she focused on squeezing her boobs and pulling her nipples, sending the video feed to all." "Ana that is definitely nice, but at the moment, Hannah excites me just a bit more," Ron said. "Yeah," Lana said a little cross, "when are you excited by anyone but her?" "Hey, you are all gorgeously exciting," Ron said, "hell, you all look exactly alike, but—" "—but you and Hannah just have a special connection," Lana finished, "Yeah, yeah we know! Hannah, show him your cunt again or he may die from not seeing it." Hannah's smiling face appeared and she focused down on her dripping pussy again so they could all see the floor being anointed with the juices. "Now that is an anointing," Don said, "Ron that bitch of yours just never runs dry does she?" "There's always honey in my pot," Ron said. Then added, "Hannah, this is for you and focusing on his hard cock, showing his slow masturbation, he zoomed in on the head just as he blew his load, he then instantly zoomed out so you could see his cum flying all over the floor of 2 South. "Not bad Master, but just watch your Queen cum," as Lana said this, she focused on her pussy and zoomed in on her twat just as it began to gush cunt juice, she then zoomed out and you could see her running while still gushing more and more juices. When she stopped, she gave a long view of the corridor she was in, and you could see the long trail of cunt juice she had left on the floor. "God that's hot," John said, "it just makes me want to CUM to you," and he then showed his cock shooting strands and strands of cum. When all of them had cum, Lana said, "Okay everyone, get to the basement and we'll meet backstage in the auditorium, we'll finish our anointing of the school there and get cleaned up at the same time. By the way, John, this video conferencing feature is fantastic!" "Actually, it was Hannah that figured out how to work it," John admitted, "see you in a few minutes." *** When they all arrived in the basement and the auditorium's back stage, they instantly paired off and in 69s cleaned each other off, but not only did they clean each other off, they made sure not to stop until they had all cum once more and when Don, the last to cum finally said, "we inaugurate you Sex High; our home away from home for the next four years!" Giggling they all fixed their clothes (not surprisingly, none of them had any underwear) and sneaked out just as a crowd of students was starting to form out front. Chapter Six – Stan's Personal Staff Stan went out to have breakfast at exactly 8 o'clock. He had woken up at 7 when he was sure he heard the kids walking around. Turning he had found his wife also up and said, "What time is it?" When she told him it was seven, he had panicked a little, thinking he might be late to his first day at work. Laura had then reminded him that his new office was only 15 minutes away and that he started at 9 o'clock. Laura then proceeded to give him an incredible good morning fuck. Around half-an-hour after waking up, Stan had heard the front door and said, "the kids can't be leaving for school already, can they? I know it's a bit of a drive, but it's only 7:30." Laura got up and checking said, "Yeah, they are leaving already. I guess they want to be early on their first day." "An hour early," Stan questioned suspiciously, then said, "anyway, I better take a shower so I can get dressed and have breakfast. Maybe I should take a lesson from the kids, better to be extremely early than 5 minutes late on your first day." *** When he entered to eat his breakfast, he was therefore determined to finish quickly and speed off to work. He was impressed though by all the choices he had for a good breakfast. "Amy, there's so much to choose from I can't decide what to eat; why so much variance?" "Well there are 10 people in this house, but I had nothing to do with it. Breakfast was ready by the time I got up." "Really," Stan said deciding to take a bit of everything, "who made it?" "Apparently it was Hannah," Laura said, "Amy won't tell me exactly what happened, but from what I've been able to figure out, our family pet wasn't acting much like a family pet last night and she woke up a little over- eager to compensate." "A little slave rebellion last night, ehhh? Ron's plan to pull her away from her submissive ways may be working much faster than even he dreamed." "Well, as soon as he started forcing her to think for herself, it was bound to happen," Laura said. "I heard that for the two weeks of our honeymoon she refused to obey anyone but Ron. Something her old submissive self would never do. I thought those days she spent as a loyal dog was simply an attempt to reconnect with her old self." "I don't think it worked very well," Amy said. Stan and Laura both looked at her inquisitively, but she refused to clarify any more. Eventually, Stan left for the office in his small car and by the time he pulled into his reserved parking space in front of the giant corporate office building that housed his firm's offices he was somewhat nervous again. As head of the Accounting Department, Stan wouldn't have to do much of the receipt gathering and number recording he was used to as a regular accountant, he would have several people under him doing the work in different divisions of his department. His job would be to push them around and keep them on their toes and maybe once a month have a meeting with all of them to compare notes, analyze the numbers and get everything ready for the tri-monthly income and expenses report he would need to present to the board of directors and directly to the head of the corporation. This sounded pretty simple, but the truth of the matter was that Stan had never been a boss before, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to order anyone around. As he entered the accounting department, he noted quite a few eyes looking him over, the area seemed overflowing with cubicles, exactly how many people did work here. The eyes staring at him were obviously trying to size him up. He wasn't ready to talk with anyone yet so he hurried toward his own private office, and entering found a small outer office with a lovely young brown haired and big-titted beauty seated at the desk. "Good morning Maggie," Stan said. Maggie Styles, his personal secretary, was the only member of his staff he had met before. When the senior partners had first brought him to view his new office, the accounting department itself was closed, but they had asked Maggie to be present so that Stan could give her some instructions as to how he would like to find his office on the first day. "Good morning, Mr. Anderson," Maggie said. "Please," Stan said, "don't call me that. It makes me feel like I should start doing some incredible gymnastics or jump off giant buildings. Stan will be fine." Maggie smiled at him and said, "You have a message from Mr. Carson, he wanted you to receive it immediately." She handed him a note. "Wow," Stan said reading it nervously, "summoned to the big boss' office on the first day of work. It sounds as bad as being summoned to the principal's office on the first day of school." Stan suddenly wondered how the kids were doing. The thought of the kids' first day somehow increased his nervousness and Maggie noticed him give a little shiver and sweat a bit." "Are you alright Mr.—I mean Stan?" "Yes, just a sudden feeling of dread about being called in to see the big guys so soon, it's not good news I know it." Stan tried to think of something to take his mind off it and get him calmed down before the meeting which the note said would be in half-an-hour. Looking around, only one thing truly stood out in the office, and that was Maggie's boobs, Stan was suddenly very aware of the fact that Maggie was not wearing a bra, and that her nipples were so hard that they seemed to want to break through the thin material of her blouse. "What's on you mind Stan," Maggie asked a little mischievously. Stan noticed her eyes looking down his body and stopping suddenly at the very large bump that had suddenly formed between his legs. A little nervous, Stan said, "Actually I was thinking how much I wished my wife or housekeeper were here right now. They'd help calm me down instantly." Maggie jumped up and Stan's cock gave a leap of joy with her as he saw that she was wearing a short-short skirt that would make Daisy Duke blush, and it was pretty obvious she wasn't wearing anything else under it. "I can help you Sir, it's what I'm here for. You do seem very tense. I'm sure I can bring you relief." "I'm sure you can also," Stan said, his eyes almost popping from his head when she bent over to pick up a pen she had non-accidentally dropped. Widening her stance she gave Stan a full view of the relief she offered. Suddenly breaking the trance he was in, Stan said, "I'll let you know about that Maggie. I need to check on my wife a minute. If I think you can help I'll call you in." He quickly passed through the door to his office. Once away from Maggie, his nervous feelings about meeting with the boss returned full blast and he started to wish he had taken Maggie up on her obvious offer. However, Stan would not get involved with anyone without first talking to Laura and getting her permission. His marriage might be completely open, but it was also completely honest. He called her up and said, "Hi, honey, how are you?" "Pretty much how I was when you left me around 15 minutes ago. What's wrong?" She asked this last question with a very suspicious 'I know something's up tone'. "It's nothing, dear, it's just that the big boss, Mr. Carson, left a note that he wants to meet me in half- an-hour." "Already," Laura said shocked. "Well how do you feel? Are you ready to meet him?" "Well, I doubt he wants me to make any reports after only half-an-hour here, but I have to admit I'm pretty nervous. My personal secretary, Maggie, has offered to help relieve my nerves, but I really needed to talk to you first." "You wanted my permission to screw your secretary?" "Something like that," Stan said giving a nervous laugh. "Well," Laura said, "just be sure she understands first that if I ever need a little relief, and I turn up at your office, she's obligated to help me out too. I take it she's pretty?" "Incredibly, and she has the most enormous boobs I've ever seen on such a young person." "Well," Laura said, "I can't wait to meet her. Go get your relief so you can talk to the boss with a calm head." "Thanks dear," Stan said, "have I told you yet today how much I love you?" After a few more minutes, Stan hung up the phone. Stan then pressed a button on the intercom and said, "Maggie, will you come in please." As she entered he pointed to a chair opposite him and spoke, "I think we need to talk about some office rules. First of all, from now on you're skirt should at least reach your knees and your blouse should be darker than those very dark aureoles of yours, it's up to you if you want to wear anything under that, but I do not want to be constantly on a bone when you walk in the room. Is that understood," Stan spoke firmly letting her understand who was boss. A little disappointed Maggie nodded and said, "I understand sir, and I apologize for my behavior." "You don't have to apologize," Stan said, "we hadn't talked about any of this before so you've done nothing wrong. Second, I just talked to my wife about your offer to help me—" Maggie's eyes widened and she said, "You talked to you're wife?" "My wife and I have a very open and above all faithful relationship. She says that so long as you remember that if she ever comes in with similar needs of relief, you'd be expected to give her the same treatment you give me, your at liberty to help me whenever I need it." Maggie looked over at several pictures of women on Stan's desk, all of them were gorgeous and she wouldn't mind helping any of them out. She didn't want to seem to eager though, so she asked, "I take it the blond is your wife and the red-head is your housekeeper." "How can you tell," Stan asked surprised. "The set of identical triplets are all blond too. The boys have your black hair though. "Maggie studied the picture of John, Ron and Don and Stan noticed her nipples get even harder. "Now what are you thinking about Maggie?" "It's nothing Sir, I'm just eager to start helping you out." Maggie figured it wouldn't be the best thing to say, "just wondering what it would be like to have one of your sons in each of my hungry little holes at once." "Well, in that case," Stan said, getting up and walking around to where Maggie was sitting, "let's get started." He extended his hand to help her up and then bending her over the desk and releasing his cock stuck it deep in her cunt. He fucked her furiously for the next quarter hour, getting out all pent up fear and tension, until he felt himself arriving at blissful calm. Reaching around Maggie, he found one of her nipples with one hand and her clit with the other, rubbing and squeezing both simultaneously as she began cumming; he released his own load and the two of them just kept cumming and cumming together. When they both finally stopped, Maggie dropped to her knees and started cleaning him up with her tongue and mouth. "Okay," Stan said, "okay that's enough, keep on like that and I'll be rock hard again by the time I have to see the boss, here let me clean you out, I don't want you dripping all over the office." Stan helped her up and sitting her on the edge of the desk proceeded to lick and suck her pussy clean. Enjoying her taste, he began tongue fucking her, and started rubbing her clit again. He kept this up until he had brought his secretary to another orgasm, the cunt juice from which he drank happily. When he was completely finished he helped her off the desk and said, "I have to thank you, Maggie, I truly feel much better now." "It's almost time for your meeting Sir; you should wash your face before going in to talk to the boss. Realizing his face was now covered in cunt juice he smiled and said, "I think you're right; where's the restroom again?" *** Walking into the large 3 stall bathroom he walked over to one of the sinks and washed his face. As he did so, he suddenly became aware of the moaning coming from all of the stalls. He had noticed as he walked through the large shared office, that several of the cubicles were lacking the employees he had seen on first arriving. Opening all the doors, one after another, he stepped back to look at all the occupants at once. He looked from the two naked women fingering each other behind door number one, to the woman sucking a guys cock behind door number two ("nice cock," Stan thought), to the young man sucking a very beautiful hairless pussy behind door number three. Stan gave all the shocked faces looking at him an angry 'I'm the boss and I demand to know what's going on' look and all six employees quickly dressed and stepped out of the stalls to look nervously at him. "Names," Stan said giving them all piercing stares. One of the women from stall one said, "Cristina Ross, Sir, I'm in charge of the Accounts Payable division. This is my secretary Elena." "George Fuller," said the man with the nice cock from stall 2, "Accounts Receivable, Sir, this is my secretary, Angelina." "I'm Annette Harris," said the woman from stall 3, Payroll division and this is—" "Don't tell me," Stan said, feigning disgust and anger, though very much amused on the inside, "This is your secretary." "No, Sir, my name is Harry Jackson. I'm in charge of the General Accounts division." "What," Stan said, "don't you two have personal secretaries?" "Yes Sir," Annette said, "but they were busy with each under Janet's (that's my secretary) desk." "I have a meeting with Mr. Carson in a few minutes. Half-an-hour after I return I want a staff meeting with all division heads, is that clear?" "Yes Sir," they all said. "Can you do me a favor and tell the other heads," Stan said to Cristina's secretary Elena. "Yes Sir," Elena said. The six of them then rushed out leaving Stan smiling to himself until he realized he'd better not keep his own boss waiting. *** "Stanley, I called you here because I have some news. We need to make some cuts to save money." Stan looked nervous again, "Cuts," he thought, "you don't have to be an accountant to know that cut's equals 'pink slips'." Then Stan thought, "and since I'm the last in my department hired—" "Now you being the head of the accounting department, you have nothing to worry about, if anyone's job is secure it's yours, maybe even more than mine, but for some reason, your accounting department (or rather the department you've just inherited) has always been one of our most over-staffed departments." "I bet I know why," Stan thought to himself, remembering everyone's need for a personal secretary. "Jacobs was a great head of accounting, but he couldn't find a way to satisfactorily solve the problem." Jacobs, Stan knew, had been his predecessor. "By the time it was clear what had to be done, he was too closely connected to all his staff members." "I can imagine," Stan thought. "He couldn't bring himself to do what had to be done, which is why he transferred out and accepted a new position. This is why I am giving you this assignment now, before you have a chance to even properly meet your staff. Do what you have to!" *** Stan was sitting at his desk looking at files; twenty- one files including his own. "Six Divisions," he thought, "each one with its own head, secretary and bookkeeper. No wonder Mr. Carson seemed furious, there are close to twelve unneeded employees in this department. Besides Maggie, whom I'll need as my own personal secretary, just one other general secretary will be fine for the department. As for bookkeepers, these so called division heads should be able to fill the numbers in on their own worksheets without needing to pay anyone else to do what we pay them to do!" He looked at the clock and saw it was time to meet the division heads. "Maggie, I'll need you in the conference room with me taking notes." "Yes Sir," Maggie answered over her intercom. Stan hadn't seen Maggie when he first returned from Mr. Carson's office and as he stepped out of his office he was glad to see her in a black knee length skirt and black blouse, and she was wearing glasses. When Maggie saw him looking at her inquisitively she said, "Well you didn't honestly think I walked to work wearing my office clothes did you? I change as soon as I get in. Mr. Jacobs always wanted me to keep my office clothes here." "Which set exactly did he consider the office clothes," Stan said curiously. "Not this get-up, that's for sure," Maggie said. *** Five minutes later, Stan was standing in front of his personal staff, in the staff conference room. Besides the four he had met already, the division heads also included Ernie Webber, head of the Sales division and Margaret Anders of Purchases. Stan signaled that he wanted complete silence as he spoke. "As you know, I'm the new head of this Department, and your boss. Should I decide to allow you to continue working here," Everyone, even Maggie focused very worried eyes on Stan. Taking a white board and placing it on an aisle, Stan wrote "Accounting Department" Under that he placed his name and a line connecting his name to Maggie Styles on the same line. Below this he then wrote the names of the six divisions, and a vertical line under each of the division titles connected to the name of that divisions head, below that another line connected the division heads to their bookkeepers names, and finally on the last line, the names of each divisions secretary. "As you all know, also, I just came from a meeting with Mr. Carson; he gave me a tough job for my first official assignment," Stan ran a line through the names of the six secretary's on the bottom line and everyone looked horrified. "We're to cut the staff to only the truly needed employees, and the first thing I have to say is that we don't need a personal secretary for every division. If the employees I choose to remain need a little relief, I'm sure they can help each other out, DURING SCHEDULED BREAKS!" The staff shivered. One of the staff raised his hand and when Stan signaled he could speak said, "Forgive me Sir, but we need a secretary, Maggie can't handle everything." "I'm quite aware of that Harry." Grabbing an eraser, Stan cleared away the entire bottom line and put the words Department Secretary in its place and lines that clearly showed she would work for all the divisions. "None of the current secretaries are skilled enough to do work for a single division, let alone all six, which is why I'll be hiring a professional secretary myself. It will also be a lot easier than choosing one of the current six to stay. Now we move to the next part," Stan said with a sort of wicked smile, the way his personal staff was squirming was sort of turning him on. "Hmm," he thought to himself, "maybe there is a bit of the dominator in me too." Out loud he said, "Being employees of the accounting department you all know that the meaning of downsizing is cutting out the middle man; leaving just those that are actually doing the work. Now let's see who's in the middle here, and who is actually doing the work. Stan cracked up inside as he saw several of his staff almost pee in their chairs as he said this. "Well," Stan said as if thinking out loud, "these six division heads bring me some very clear and important reports. I can't do without those reports." His staff turned hopeful eyes on him. Then Stan said, "then again, they only report on the numbers these bookkeepers fill in; how hard can it be to teach these bookkeepers to bring me clear reports of the numbers they fill in?" The division heads looked scared again, maybe even nauseas especially when Stan put the marker at the start of the line with their names. Annette raised her hand and said, "Please Sir, may I speak?" Stan turned to her and said, "Sounds to me like you are already speaking, but go ahead, you can continue." "Well," Annette said nervously, "it's just that training a simple bookkeeper to give proper accounting reports can be more time consuming and problematic than you think.' "This may be true," Stan said, "but is there an alternative?" Looking around at her co-workers who were all nodding at her that she should say it, Annette said, "well, as well as giving reports, all of us are accountants, we already know how to keep books." Stan gave a 'let me see if I understand what you're saying' look and said, "I see, so you are saying that you can easily do the bookkeeping jobs as well as give me the reports is that it?" All of them nodded and Stan said, "Hmm, it would save me the hassle of training anyone for new jobs." He kept a pensive look on his face, and when he didn't move the marker from the line with their names he noticed a few of his staff members start to sweat. "Oh I can't be this cruel," Stan thought to himself and slowly lowering the marker to the line with the bookkeeper's names crossed it out. Stan actually heard a sigh of relief from his staff and he then said, "I expect you all to give the workers in your division a pink slip with a 2 week notice by the end of the day. That will be all for now," he then added, "I believe the restroom is completely empty, why don't you all take a 20 minute break to calm your nerves before going on. Only you, however, get used to helping each other out. Come on Maggie, this has been a little tense for me too." And with that, they all quickly left the conference room. Chapter Seven – The Duties of a Housewife "Amy, what am I suppose to be doing?" Laura asked suddenly from her seat at the kitchen table. Laura had been sitting in the same place now since Stan had called almost two hours earlier. She had just read a House and Garden Magazine cover to cover and suddenly realized she had no interest in houses or gardens. Amy, who had just come down from cleaning the kids' rooms to make lunch, looked at Laura inquisitively and said, "What's that you say?" "What am I suppose to be doing?" Laura repeated, "As a housewife, you know? I'm not interested in this gardening stuff, even if Pietro would let me anywhere near his garden. I like cooking, a little, but you have made it clear that that is your department, as is the house cleaning. What then am I suppose to do? Start watching day time soap operas?" "It is one thing a lot of housewives do," Amy said with a smile. "Well not this housewife, I didn't study four years in college to sit in front of a TV watching 'The Bold and the Beautiful' or 'The Young and the Restless' while the days of my life pass me by." Laura gave a deep sigh. "It's my first day as a housewife and I'm already bored to death. I can already tell this simply isn't for me." She gave a sad, 'but what am I to do' look and Amy took pity on her. "You know, a housewife is only needed when a house needs to be tended to, if there are two servants in a house to do that, then you are pretty free to do anything you want. You just have to decide what that is." "What do I want," Laura repeated thinking out loud. She looked over at Amy as she bent down to get something out of the cabinet under the kitchen counter and saw Amy's bald pussy open up a bit and drip some cunt juice on the floor. Though it had been a week since she had returned from her honeymoon, she hadn't really had much opportunity to connect with this gorgeous red-head. The main theme that week had been making two families truly one, and she had focused especially on her three new sons as well as her husband and daughters. "Well, what would you like," Amy said from her bent position, breaking Laura's trance as she looked lustfully at Amy's twat. "What's that," Laura asked having forgotten what they were discussing. "To know what you want to do you have to start by deciding what you like to do." "What I like to do is work!" Laura said exasperated. "My husband is working, my children are at school, and there is no need for me here in the house. I'm getting a job. I'll talk it over with Stan and let him know that it's not because we need extra money, it's because I'll go crazy if I don't get something to do." "Stan never told me," Amy said, "what exactly did you do?" "I actually have two very different degrees, one is in Fashion Design, that's what I was doing since I graduated, designing clothes. I was pretty good at it, but I got tired of the big labels getting the credit for my ideas, and I couldn't get any backing, financially or through recommendation to start putting out my own line of clothes. Anyway, a project of that magnitude would have kept me away from my girls for a lot longer than my 9 to 5 job." "So I take it you are not interested in going back to that line of work," Amy said grabbing some cups and bringing the coffee pot to the table, "a little coffee to help you think?" "Yes, please," Laura said smiling, and in no way trying to hide her fascination with Amy's boobs or her hairless pussy, "and no, fashion designing just doesn't interest me anymore at this time." Amy poured Laura some coffee and then sat directly opposite her with her legs parted; Laura could smell Amy's beautiful scent over the smell of the coffee. She found it very intoxicating. "What was the other degree," Amy asked. "What," Laura said surprised, returning suddenly from the erotic heaven the scent of Amy's open pussy had taken her to. "You said you had two degrees, I was wondering what the other one was for." "Oh yes, my fallback career, one should always have one for when that dream career of theirs just slips away from them. I got my 2nd degree in Office Management, it allows me to get, well apply anyway, for any type of clerical job from secretary, to receptionist to data input clerk." Amy noted Laura's excitement when she spoke of this and said, "It sounds like you'd like that." "Well," Laura said mischievously, "I've always had this secret fantasy of working as the secretary in a giant office and being able to have an affair with all of my superiors; I was so jealous before when Stan called and asked permission to fuck his secretary, not because she was about to screw my husband, but because she was living my dream." "Maybe you should ask Stan if they have any openings for a secretary at his office. "You know," Laura said suddenly, "that's a great idea, there may not be anything in his department, but that building is a giant haven of nothing but offices, he can keep his ears open for me." "I'm sure the recommendation of the head of the accounting department can't hurt your chances. Are you going to talk to him now?" "No, for all I know he's still in some meeting, he promised to call me when he starts his lunch hour. I'll talk to him then." "So what are you going to do in the meantime," Amy asked. "In the meantime, I'm going to take you to bed and fuck you crazy, because if I have to sit here for one more second smelling that beautiful pussy of yours without getting a good taste of it, I'm going to go crazy.' "Sounds like a plan to me," Amy said getting up and grabbing Laura's hand she pulled her up and led her out of the kitchen. *** Around an hour later the phone rang and Laura stubbornly opened her eyes. She found Amy's pussy still covering her head exactly as it had been ten minutes ago when she had passed out after her sixth or seventh massive orgasm. She started licking and sucking again, even as she stretched out her hand to grab the cordless phone on the night table by the bed. As she took her mouth off Amy's pussy long enough to say "hello" she felt her own pussy once more being invaded by Amy's super talented tongue. "Hi honey," Stan said over the phone, "what are you doing?" "Trying to recover from an incredible fuck session with Amy." "Well that will take a while," Stan said humorously, "Believe me I know." "How about you," Laura asked, "how's your first day been going?" "Well, except for the fact that I've had to fuck 9 women and 3 guys, that's without counting the two times I have fucked Maggie, things haven't gone to great." "Why, what's wrong," Laura asked nervously. The boss met with me to let me know that the first thing I had to do was fire pretty much my entire staff." "Oh no," Laura said horrified. "Yeah, but I guess he had a point, it was pretty easy doing it before I'd actually made any kind of connection with them. The problem is that since my meeting with the main staff, these others have been marching into my office wanting a chance to prove they have the balls, or in most cases, not the balls, to continue working here. I felt bad enough having to reject them as employees without having to reject them as people also." "And to think, I was going to ask you if there were any secretarial positions open at your job." Laura gave a loud moan and had to bury her head in Amy's cunt again. "Is Amy still in bed with you," Stan asked, "because you definitely won't recover any time soon if you're still fucking her?" Then as if he suddenly caught something he said, "What do you mean a secretarial position?" Letting Amy know that she needed her to stop a while, she had Amy turn around so that she was lying on top of Laura in a face to face position with their boobs squishing together and their cunts rubbing into one another. "Stan, I'm sorry, it's only been less than a day and already I know I can't do this housewife thing; mostly because we don't need a housewife here. There's nothing for me to do. Pietro is working his garden, Amy is cooking and cleaning, well when she's not in bed with me anyway, the kids are at school, you're at work, are you understanding what I'm trying to say." "I think I am," Stan said, "you're having trouble adjusting to housewife duties because in fact, you have none. I can see how that can get tiresome. But why did you mention a secretarial position, you were a fashion designer." Laura rubbed her free hand into the crack of Amy's butt and begun slowly working her index finger into Amy's butt hole. "Yes, I was, but remember, I also have my bachelors in Office Management." "Right your fall back career, I remember now." "That's why I was hoping that with so many companies sharing that giant office building you're in, you might hear if someone has an opening." Stan's eyes flashed again as he took in what Laura had just said, "so many companies," Stan repeated thoughtfully, "yes, I wonder how many might just need a personal secretary or a bookkeeping clerk, why didn't I think of this before!" Laura had absolutely no idea what Stan was talking about and she started to say so when he interrupted saying, "Honey, I'm going to need you to pry yourself free of Amy, I know that's not exactly an easy task, but I think I have exactly what you need. Take a shower, a cold one preferably, and have Pietro drive you here in about an hour-and-a-half, I have to get started, I have a lot of phone calls to make." As Laura hung up, Amy kissed her passionately and began more strongly grinding her twat into Laura's. Laura was about to tell her she had to get up, but feeling very blissful thought, "oh heck, there's always time for one more orgasm; I just have to make sure not to pass out this time." Chapter Eight – Ana's Soul-mate Vs. Ana's Teacher The bell rang signaling the end of the third period class, and the Andersons walked out trying to draw as little attention to themselves as possible. Third period had ended up being the first class they went to because for some reason the school delayed opening for more than an hour. No one had been told why, but there had been rumors of a mysterious substance being present throughout the halls of the school. No one gave an official word as to what was found, but obviously it wasn't dangerous since they eventually let the students enter the school after everything was cleaned up. "I can't believe we all have the exact same classes," Lana said, "what are the chances?" "I don't think chance has anything to do with it," John said, "I heard something about exact twins or triplets often being kept together to stop the temptation of switching places on things like tests. You can't go substitute for your sibling if you have to be in the same room at the same time taking the exact same test." "Bummer," Ana said, "Well, that they kept both sets of us completely together is a plus." "Yeah," Hannah said locking an arm around Ron, "don't you think so Master." Ron shot her an angry look and whispered, "Do I have to remind you that in school I am not you're master; I'm your brother." "Oh, right," Hannah said suddenly releasing his arm, then, looking at him said a little loudly, "thanks for the tip brother, you're a genius," and leaning up to him gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as she whispered, "this is going to be hard." He smiled at her then shaking his head said, "Music class next; that should be an easy 'A' for us." "Not if the teacher only wants us to do that Beethoven or Chopin stuff that usually puts me asleep," Ana commented, "God I hope we get a hip music teacher." "Well, we better head out," John said, "it's all the way in the North building, room N335, wow, that's some walk from here." "Come on," Ron said, "we better hurry." "You three go ahead and grab us some good seats in the front," Lana said, "we need to pace ourselves a bit, plus we need to stop in a restroom on the way." Don and John looked at the girls puzzled, and rolling his eyes Ron said, "They mean it's almost that time of the month and they have to go slow. Do they have to spell it out?" "Hey," John said angrily, "you're the only one that is a real relationship with one of them. Don't blame us if we don't have you're level of understanding." They took off quickly in the direction of the exit that leads to the center building and eventually the North. "I'm feeling a little oozy already," Lana said, "I think I'm going to get a ginger ale from the vending machine and take a Midol." "Well I really have to go now," Ana said, "so I'll meet you in class." "I'll stay with you Lana; you know how you get sometimes when it starts." Hannah said. As Ana ran in search of the nearest girl's room, Hannah and Lana walked toward the vending machine. Lana sat on a bench next to it and as Hannah got her the drink she pulled out a pack of pills from her pocket. After taking it and sitting a minute or two Lana said, "You better go ahead, I'm okay but I better go slowly." "Well I'll wait for you," Hannah insisted. "Nah, that's okay, go ahead; remember, you are under orders to be every one of your teachers' favorite student, showing up late to their first class doesn't help with that." "Oh," Hannah said as she suddenly turned and started running without looking back. She was just turning a corner toward the center building door when CRASH! "Oww," Hannah said getting up quickly and seeing the young hazel-eyed brunette trying to stand as well. "Oh dear," Hannah said, "I shouldn't have been running like that, I'm so sorry." As the young lady focused her eyes on Hannah she started to say, "No, it's as much my fault, I was running too, I'm going to be late to my—" getting a good look at Hannah she said, "Oh my God, it's you. Oh I've been looking and looking for you!" Hannah was a bit confused but she remembered why she was running in the first place and said, "I'm sorry miss, I think you must have me confused with someone else. I'm sort of in a rush though, I can't be late. Nice running in to you." Hannah then turned and ran, leaving a shocked, confused and somewhat hurt Patty picking up some books. "She didn't seem to recognize me, not even to know me," Patty thought as she picked up another book. "But that can't be. My Sugar loves me as much as I love her, I know she does." Patty heard someone walking quickly behind her as she picked up another book and heard a voice behind her say, "There's one more behind you; here I have it." Patty stood up and took a book that was being handed to her, "Thank YOU!" she said, "but I just—I—I" "It's okay," Lana said hurrying on, throwing the young lady an odd look. "She must have a stuttering problem," Lana thought, "she's very pretty though." "No," Patty thought, "I must be going crazy. I've seen her so much in my dreams these past three weeks that now I'm seeing her wherever I go. Oh Lord, I must look flushed and crazed at the moment; I can't meet my first class of the semester looking like that. I saw a girl's bathroom down the hall, maybe I should make a quick stop. No time to waste looking for the nearest staff bathroom. I'm already late." Patty walked quickly toward the bathroom she had seen and on entering, put her books on the lid of a trash can and proceeded to wash her face. Through the mirror she noticed a skirt lying in front of one of the stalls. Smiling she thought," someone was in a hurry to get in there." She then suddenly frowned worriedly as she thought she heard someone throwing up. "Hello," she said, "are you alright?" No one talked for a minute and getting more worried, Patty decided to open the stall door and check. Picking up the skirt in front of the stall, she opened the door and found a young blond girl bent over the bowl barfing. The girl was naked from the waist down, this didn't surprise Patty seeing as she was holding the girls skirt. The girl's bent over and wide-legged stance gave Patty a clear look into the girl's wet cunt and Patty thought, "what a beautiful juicy looking pussy, it looks just like my—" out loud she then said, "SUGAR!" The girl in the stall had stood straight and turned to see who had opened the door. She looked unbelievingly at Patty for a minute then screamed, "PATTY!" Ana pulled Patty into the stall with her and started kissing her passionately, forgetting that she had just been throwing up. Patty, however, didn't care, there was doubt about it; this girl standing before her was her Sugar. "Oh Patty," Ana said between kisses, "I've tried so much to find you since that day, I shouldn't have just left like that, but I was so confused at first, because I realized how in love I am with you. I had been having sex with girls for years, but I had never fallen in love with one before. It frightened me a little, but I've accepted who I am now, and I'm not afraid to tell you how much I love you." Patty was kissing Ana just as much as Ana was kissing her, and as they continued to embrace, Patty's hand somehow ended up in Ana's cunt, and two or three fingers started pumping the hole that had reminded Patty who she truly was. But Patty suddenly stopped and said, "Sugar, what's wrong, why are you throwing up?" "Oh, it's almost that time. I came in rushing to use the bathroom, and suddenly it hit me. But I'm fine now; with you here, I'll always be fine." Patty suddenly realized something and pulling her fingers out of Ana's pussy said, "Sugar, do you go to school here?" "Why yes," Ana said finding it an odd question, but then remembered that Patty had believed she had been a college freshman. Patty quickly handed Ana her skirt and turning stepped out of the stall without saying a word. "Patty," what's wrong," Ana said, "Okay, so I'm not as old as you thought, I'm still the same person, and I still love you." Patty didn't say a word, she was gathering up her books as quickly as possible. "Patty, talk to me please," Ana said almost in tears. Patty was at the door of the bathroom and hearing Ana give a sob turned and said, "Don't cry, please, we'll talk, but I'm late at the moment for a class. If you want, we'll talk during lunch next period. Meet me in room N335 at the end of this period. And Sugar, I love you and I always will, but I think we're going to have a little problem." With that, Patty rushed out and almost ran to class. *** Patty rushed into the class without even looking at the students. With her back to the class she started writing on the board saying, "I'm sorry I'm late class, I had a small accident on my way here," on the board she had written the name 'Ms. Patricia Clark' "I am Ms. Clark to all of you. Anyone who dares call me Prof. Clark will get an instant 'F'. Prof. Clark makes me sound too old." She finally turned and said, "oh my—" "You!" both Hannah and Lana said together. Patty didn't know these girls, but she didn't have to be a genius to realize they were her Sugars sisters. Besides them, there were three young boys sitting in the front row, all also exact triplets, and between the two girls was an empty seat with two book bags in it. The girls were obviously saving the seat for someone, and Patty had a very unhappy feeling she knew exactly who that someone was. Going over to her desk she grabbed the roster and quickly spotting six names she called out, "John Anderson, Ron Anderson, Don Anderson Hannah Anderson, Ana Anderson, Lana Anderson." As she called each name she took note as the student raised his or her hand, when she finished calling the entire roll she had one name that had not responded present. She suddenly heard the door open and someone ran past her and as Lana and Hannah removed their bags, Ana sat and said without truly looking up. "I'm sorry I'm late, teacher, I was in the bathroom and I was suddenly caught ill." "I know Ana, I was there. By the way, as I was saying I am Ms. Clark, your music teacher." Ana looked up shocked and as her mouth dropped open in awe, Hannah and Lana looked curiously at her and Lana said, "What's wrong?" "It's her," Ana whispered, "it's Patty!" Chapter Nine – Lunchtime Lovers When the bell signaled the end of their fourth period, Patty said, "Andersons, can you stay a few minutes please, I'd like to speak with you." Ana looked curiously at Patty, they were supposed to have a private talk, why keep her brothers and sisters there. When everyone else had left and Patty was alone with the Andersons, they gathered around her desk and she said, "I know who you are," she seemed to be talking to the group, but her eyes were locked with Ana's. "I didn't recognize you at first, you look somewhat different out of costume; plus, last time I saw you it was night time on a beach; Triplet X Love Times 2, isn't it?" Ana, who was the only one of the six Patty seemed to see nodded and Patty continued, "You're incredibly talented and have a chance of really going somewhere, however, my point is that I have taught many groups in my time, ranging from really rotten to semi-cool, to—" and this time she took a moment to look over all of them as she said, "extremely awesome." The kids all felt a sense of pride as they realized that their music teacher was obviously praising their musical skills. "However," Patty continued, "more often than a music teacher would like, the majority of band and group members, even awesome ones, end up failing music class." The kids all threw her a worried look at this statement, and Patty explained, "It's not because they can't play or sing, but because they are locked into one style of music: rock, rap, disco, etc. and they forget that music class is not about their style of music, it is about the appreciation of music, all music, do you understand that?" As the kids nodded again Patty said, "Who's the leader of the group?" Ana quickly said, "I'm in charge of the band Pa—Ms. Clark." "I'm not surprised; you're the lead voice aren't you?" "Yes Ma'am." "Why don't we let your brothers and sisters go to lunch and you hang around a bit longer. I'm going to need a T.A. and who better to be the T.A. in a music class than the leader and lead voice of an awesome band." Patty smiled as she said this. "Hey," Hannah said, "I'm supposed to be the teacher's pet." Smiling she then said, "but I'm sure my master wouldn't mind making one exception," and she walked to the door followed by the others. Ana followed also, locking the door as the others left, she then quickly turned and looking confused and upset said, "I guess you're really not as young as you look." "Well like I said at the beach, most people confuse me for a high school student here, but I am only twenty- two, don't tell anyone though, they tend not to respect you as much if they think you're too young." "Twenty-two," Ana said shocked, "but you just made it sound like you've been teaching for years." "Four years to be exact. I was a bit of a prodigy, I graduated high school when I was ten, college when I was fourteen and had my teaching masters by the age of eighteen." Ana looked incredulous at Patty, "but you told me you met your first true love in high school?" "Yeah, but I didn't mention that she was somewhat older than me and had a thing for kids," Patty said smiling. "I love you," Ana suddenly said, "you know that, right? I don't care if you're somewhat older than me." "Ana, you know I love you too, but when we first got together I believed you were at least eighteen. The fact that your are only 15—" "16 next week," Ana said. "Fine, 16, doesn't change the fact that I am your teacher and that I am risking my job just by meeting alone with you." "I'm a very sweet 16 don't you think?" Ana said raising her skirt and flashing her naked twat. "Please don't do that," Patty said, knowing how little she could resist Ana's sweet juices. Instead of lowering her skirt, Ana stuck a finger up her pussy and began to swirl it around and around getting it good and wet, then walking straight up to Patty, pulled the finger out and stuck under Patty's nose saying, "Do you want to remember just how sweet I am?" Patty smelled Ana's beautiful scent on her finger and tried to resist saying, "Please, we can—" but before she could finish, Ana rammed the finger in her mouth and wouldn't release the pressure on it until she felt Patty willingly and joyously sucking the juices off it. "You see," Ana said, "You do love me." "I told you I do, but I also told you that's not the issue." "If I love you, and you love me, what other issue is there, who has the right to keep us apart?" Patty thought about the question a little, and suddenly, coming to a decision said, "No one has the right to keep us apart!" she then sat Ana on the edge of the desk, right in front of her chair, and buried her face in Ana's twat; how she had dreamed over the last three weeks of being able to savor her sweet Sugar's juices again. As Patty feasted, joyously, Ana slipped a hand under Patty's blouse and started to squeeze and cup her boobs. Ana then pinched Patty's nipple sending glorious sensations throughout Patty's body. Patty didn't even realize how it happened, but before she knew it she was lying on the floor with Ana sitting on her face. Ana suddenly bent forward and raising Patty's skirt, lowered her panties and buried her own face in Patty's glorious cunt. Ana started pumping two fingers in and out of Patty's pussy as she glued her mouth to Patty's clit. Patty moaned a little and began pumping her tongue savagely in and out of Ana's tight twat, fucking her with her tongue as if it were a true cock. Ana was going wild, she added another finger into Patty's pussy, there were now three fingers pumping rapidly in and out. Somehow this still didn't seem enough, so she worked a fourth finger in as Patty screamed lightly into Ana's own cunt. Ana went all the way, working her whole hand into Patty's pussy. Once inside, she closed her hand into a fist and continued pumping rapidly. Ana felt Patty going over the edge, Patty redoubled her tongue fucking effort, wanting desperately to give Ana as much joy as Ana was giving her; she brought a hand over Ana's ass, and finding the crack, began to explore it with her index finger, finding Ana's rosebud, she rammed her finger in mercilessly. Ana moaned around Patty's clit; actually biting it when she felt Patty's finger reach deep in her anus, she sped up her fisting of Patty's cunt to a rate that she could easily be compared to Sylvester Stallone in a Rocky movie. Patty gave a scream that, if not muffled by her tongue in Ana's twat, would have had all school security officials breaking down the door. As Patty started to cum, Ana brutally pulled her fist out of Patty's cunt, intensifying her pleasure with a bit of pain. Ana then glued her mouth to Patty's cunt, drinking the floods of juice that flowed freely into her mouth; on once more being able to finally taste Patty's juices, she went over the edge herself, cumming and cumming and cumming for Patty, wanting to give her so much that Patty would never want to separate her mouth from Ana's twat again. They both came so much that they actually passed out from the intensity. They were brought back by a phone ringing and on struggling back to full consciousness, Ana flipped her cell phone open and saw Lana looking at her. "If you and Ms. Clark are finished with your meeting, maybe the two of you should take a few minutes to 'freshen up' next period starts in 10 minutes." "Oh God," Ana heard Patty say, "We better hurry. Tell your sister thanks for me." Getting up and helping Ana up, Patty held her in an embrace for a minute and then kissing her like the soul-mate she was said, "No one will come between us, ever. Now let's get freshened up, we both look like we've just cum buckets." Ana smiled and they left the room separately and in opposite directions, Ana towards the girls room, and Patty toward the staff bathroom. Chapter Ten – The Office Party Stan had been on the phone for two hours straight after his talk with Laura. He had locked himself in his office and informed Maggie that absolutely no one was to disturb him, and that with the exception of his wife, his kids or Mr. Carson she was to take all phone messages. When he stepped out of his office, he found twelve naked people anxiously staring at him eager for a second interview. He threw a disapproving eye at Maggie who was now sitting at her desk completely naked also. "I'm sorry sir," she said noting the look on his face, "but I started to feel really weird after a while, being the only person in here with clothes I mean." "Everybody in the conference room now," Stan said firmly. Without even bothering to dress, everyone quickly stepped out of Stan's office and paraded across the main accounting office, toward the conference room. Seeing them all march through, the remaining six employees looked curiously at Stan as he passed, and he signaled that they could join them. As they all took seats in the conference room, Stan said, "my decision hasn't changed, it's not my decision to change!" Everyone, even those lucky enough to still have their jobs sadly lowered their heads. "However, I've been on the phone for the last two hours, it might interest you all to know that there are exactly 350 different companies sharing this office building, of those 16 were in immediate need of a new bookkeeper and 20 in need of new personal secretaries. Everyone was suddenly looking at Stan with a new interest and some excitement. Stan put his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out a pack of folded envelopes. "Rather than two weeks notice, I've decided to give the twelve of you that have to go an envelope with your name on it, the envelope has the name and location of a company that wants you to start with them tomorrow at your present salary, a personal letter of recommendation from me, and two weeks salary. Do you think you would be happy with that?" Not only did Stan's words receive some enthusiastic nods and approval, he actually heard some cheering. The dread of having to search for a new job that would pay near enough to their old salaries to cover their debts is what had most of them parading the office in the nude; to be handed a new job right then and there lifted a great load off all of their shoulders. They all appreciatively grabbed the envelope with their name, and were still thanking him when to their horror the conference room door opened and a woman they didn't know stepped in; a very beautiful blond woman whom most eyed nervously with a 'don't I know this woman from somewhere' expression. Being that the majority of them had spent a little time in Stan's office that day, they had seen her before; in the picture they had studied on Stan's desk to be exact. Stan then tried to make the nervous group of naked former employees feel more relaxed by saying, "I want to introduce the person you should all really be thanking; this is Ms. Laura Irving." Laura threw him a questioning look when introduced with her maiden name. "Ms. Irving is the new general secretary and office manager of our department, it was she that brought to my attention the fact that there were so many other companies in this building." The group turned appreciative eyes toward Laura. She, on the other hand, was looking wide-eyed at her husband. "You know," Stan said, "I should celebrate the fact that everyone is coming out of this ahead." He suddenly dropped his pants, revealing a massive erection and pulled off his shirt, standing before them completely nude. "What say we forget about work for the rest of the day and just party?" Everyone seemed to love that idea, and quickly, the few remaining employees still wearing clothes dropped them leaving Laura the only person in the room still wearing clothes. Laura looked around as the people in the room began pairing off and sometimes forming groups of three or four, she especially took note of Stan who had dropped to his knees and buried his face in the beautiful hairless pussy of a very gorgeous brunette. "Hey," Laura said, "isn't this as much a welcome to the office party for me as it is a goodbye party for those leaving?" She dropped her skirt and pulling off her blouse lay down on the conference table with her pussy right on the edge, feet up and knees apart, throughout the rest of the afternoon all the guys in the room took their turn fucking her to the point of cumming in her; between the guys, one of the women would suck her clean, readying her for the next cock; and she had one of the women sitting on her face at every moment. "Now this is an office party," Laura thought, and as Stan rammed his cock in and out of Maggie's ass, he had the same exact thought. Chapter Eleven – The Sex Education Teacher The Anderson kids walked into their sixth period class a little nervously. More nervous than one might expect; they were truly dreading what might be said in this class. As usual, the girls decided to sit in the front, right in front of the teacher's desk, the boys on the other hand, opted to sit in the very last row. Debbie Wilson was with the Andersons in this class as were: Martha Wise, Jerry Clinton, Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos. Harry and Jennifer were supposed to have taken the class the previous year, but as part of their protest in securing a Gay and Lesbian Society for the school, they had refused to attend. Everyone waited for the old boring 'know nothing about today's world' creep that would be teaching them that sex was a bad thing. The door opened and they saw a young man in his late twenty's (at the most) enter; as had most of the other teachers that day, he gave special attention to the Anderson kids. It's not every day, I guess, you have two sets of exact triplets in one class. He especially seemed interested in the clothes that the Anderson girls were wearing. Lana took the opportunity to size him up a bit. He definitely wasn't the old fogy she was expecting, in fact, Lana thought, "he is damn hot!" He turned around and walking to the board wrote the words, "Dr. Randolph Lewis" and under that "SE101" and next to that "24 days!" He walked around the desk and looked at the class, he sat on the edge of his desk and said, "24 days, that's what they give me to try and teach you a lesson that needs to last you the rest of your lives. One that, if you don't learn can mean the end of your life or at least the end of your life as you ever imagined it." "Here it comes," Lana thought, "the sex is evil speech." "If you are waiting for me to tell you that sex is evil, you can just keep waiting," Dr. Lewis said. "There is nothing evil about sex. Sex is in fact one of the most beautiful, fulfilling, calming and pleasing activities God ever invented. It is in fact the only original activity God left." The class all had their eyes focused on the Sex Ed. Teacher as if in shock. Pretty much everyone had looked up some good rebuttals for when the teacher started saying what a horrible thing sex was, but what were they to say to this guy? "So," Dr. Lewis said, "am I telling you to go out and start having sex like rabbits?" Lana threw him a hopeful, 'oh yes please' look. Dr. Lewis however said, "No, I'm not! Am I therefore telling you not to have sex?" He looked deep in Lana's eyes, she was sitting right in front of his desk and Lana had a strange feeling that he was reading her every thought. "No!" Dr. Lewis continued, "Your body is your body, feel free to do whatever you want with it, if you want to screw around 24-7 that is up to you, I have no say in that!" Dr. Lewis now got off the desk and again walked to the blackboard. "So what am I here for," he said. "There's something I have to teach you kids, and seeing as my 24 days will already be down one by our next meeting, I better start teaching it." He erased what was written on the board and in the center of the board in big block letters wrote the words, "SAFE SEX" Turning to the class he said, "What I have to teach you is no joke, can anyone guess what I'm here to teach you?" Lana raised her hand and said, "That you can have all the sex you want as long as you're protected." She went into the pocket of her skirt and pulling something out held it high and said, "girls, always have one handy, you can't trust the guys to remember them." The entire class started to break into laughter, but they suddenly froze up when they realized that someone was laughing a lot louder, and a lot more wickedly than any of them. Between fits of insane laughter Dr. Lewis said, "Oh is that what you think I'm here to teach you missy. Then lady you are definitely going to fail, because what I am here to teach you is this." In even bigger and bolder letters, he wrote the following words under the two already there, "IS A JOKE!" The class looked puzzled, obviously beyond understanding. "Anyone know what an oxy-moron is?" Dr. Lewis asked suddenly. Debbie raised her hand and said, "a phrase that is made meaningless by the fact that the elements of the phrase are contradicting and therefore cancel each other out." "One dictionary," Dr. Lewis said continuing Debbie's explanation "gave a simple example 'a mournful optimist' Can you see how ridiculous this phrase is, how can an optimist ever be mournful? The world today is full of some incredible oxy-morons one of the latest is 'reality TV'. With the exception of watching the news, most people sit in front of a TV to escape reality for a while. Now, one of the most harmful, if not deadly, oxy-morons is the phrase you see on the board right now 'SAFE SEX'. Class, do you know what hot, satisfying, true, beautiful sex is?" "It's fantastic!" Lana shouted. "Well yes," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "it's definitely that too; however, first and foremost, sex, the kind of sex worth having, worth talking about, worth bragging about is a RISK. Have you ever heard of a safe risk?" "Forgive me Sir," Lana said angrily, "if you're going to be thinking like that then all you'll eventually do is miss out on the thrill the risk can bring you." "Miss out ehhh," Dr. Lewis repeated, "I have some guests with me today. Why don't we hear a few of the things we might miss out on." *** "It was what I believed to have been one of the most beautiful days of my life," a young girl who looked no older than any of them said, "we started with some incredible oral sex. Jack just kept sucking my pussy fantastically, and every now and then he would bite my clit while pumping me with his fingers. I was leaking enough cunt juice to flood the entire city. "After I had cum, it was my turn to do Jack, and his cock tasted incredible, I started by pumping him a bit with my hand first to get him really hard, but when I sucked him into my mouth and down my throat, that was the greatest. I could feel his cock making its way down my throat, and my throat muscles would sort of contract around it, then he really started fucking my face at a nice rhythm and I could taste his wonderful pre-cum on my tongue. "The best part of that was feeling his cock grow even bigger right before it exploded (I miss that feeling) in my mouth. God I loved his cum. I love cum period. Anyway, after that I kept sucking him and biting his cock head until he was hard again, then we really did it. We had the most glorious sex for almost two hours. I can still remember his cock pumping in and out of my cunt, first at a slow pace, then very rapidly as he was getting ready to cum; I of course had already cum I don't know how many times. It was wonderful, it was also the last time I ever saw Jack. Any questions?" Lana looked at the girl's pretty face, then down to her breasts, the girls hard nipples were trying to break through her blouse. The telling of her story had obviously excited the young lady as much as it did her. Lana then looked down at the girls large pregnant belly and said, "Didn't you think of using the pill." "I'd been on the pill for a whole year. Dr. Lewis had told us last year that sometimes the pill didn't work, but I didn't believe him. I wish I'd taken him a little more seriously, but at least Jack didn't seem to have had any STD's" "And this was a guy you had just met that night," Lana said. "A guy with a really hot body and a long-thick dick," the girl said, "I just wish I'd at least gotten his last name; for the baby you know." *** A young man in an orange jump suit looked at the kids. "Yeah," he said, "it's been two years since I was sitting right there in the back row, laughing at Dr. Lewis when he mentioned how dangerous sex could be. I'd actually been having sex since I was eleven. It never seemed dangerous to me, just pure joy. Then suddenly, last year, I found out how true Dr. Lewis' statement was. Marylyn, she was my girlfriend, and the love of my life, she found out too that what we were doing was no game. "You see, Marylyn, she was a true submissive; she loved to feel pain as much as pleasure during sex. I remember how sad she'd look sometimes if I hadn't given her some good spankings and slaps in the face during our regular sex sessions. Anyway, this day I'm talking about, it started like any regular day, I clamped Marylyn's nipples and her clit, I jammed a twelve inch bump filled vibrator up her twat and I started fucking her anally like a mad man. She loved anal sex, it was really painful for her; that of course is what she loved. I had a nice thick leather belt that I used to beat her arms, legs and back, and sometimes I'd pull quickly out of her ass and give her a few whacks on the rear. This always brought her so much joy. "After twenty minutes into the fucking, my adrenaline was pumping as much as my cock and I decided to give Marylyn a gift by making this ass fucking extra brutal, I'm still not sure what happened, I just know that it got a little more painful than even Marylyn was comfortable with and she ended up saying, "No!" "Oh no," Hannah said out loud, shocked that any true submissive would every say that to her master." "My thoughts exactly Honey," the young man said looking at Hannah. "I slapped her a few times across the mouth as I continued pumping, and when she said, 'No!' a second time I grabbed the belt and tightened it around her neck screaming that she shut up and respect her master! Well, she finally kept quiet and stopped resisting, and I was able to finish fucking her until I came, a marvelous cum by the way. She would have liked the feeling of my cum flowing in her, too bad she never got to feel it. The worst thing is her parents didn't even let me go to the funeral, the bastards." In the back of the class Ron slowly raised his hand and said, "Are you saying—you killed her?" "Duh, why do you think I'm in jail? But she felt a lot of pain at that last fucking; I can only believe that she died happy." The prison guard accompanying the young man then escorted him out of the classroom. Ron and Hannah, in the meantime, threw each other uncomfortable looks from the back to the front of the room. *** The final visitor was a beautifully bronzed skinned young lady, from the reaction of many of the students when she entered, she was obviously well known. "I know a lot of you, and you know me, we've had some fantastic fucks together. I know a lot of you have been calling my house, and Marty's too, wondering where we've been all summer. As you know, we had a great end of the year orgy at the end of last semester, and as you also know, my motto was never do anyone you didn't know, and never do anyone without protection. "Well, the thing is, Marty and I had the most incredible fuck session that night, it was a night of sex worth bragging about. Those that did him might remember that Marty had a nine inch extra thick cock that could put you in heaven the moment it slid up your cunt. He had an incredible weapon and he knew how to use it. He did me in every single hole that night, but when he did my twat doggy style, that was when it really got intense, doggy is my favorite position, it really allows my pussy to open up and feel a cock penetrate me to the end. "Well, we were really worked up, and he started fucking me extra strong and fast, powerful thrusts that sent electricity from my twat to the end of my hair to the tip of my toe nails. Man it felt good. The problem though, is that it got so good and intense, that his condom broke and I felt his cum flowing in me, so warm, hot and creamy. I got a little nervous so I asked one of the girls there to suck me out, and even though I was on the regular pill, I took a morning after pill the next day just to be sure. Luckily I'm not pregnant." Debbie raised her hand and asked, "so if everything worked out, why haven't we seen you all summer. And why do you keep talking about Marty like he's not around anymore?" "Didn't I tell you?" The girl said absent-mindedly. "Marty died of pneumonia last month. He had aids and his system couldn't fight the infection. Turns out he got it from a girl that passed through town for a day last year. He never believed much in my only people you know and always protected rule. Anyway, his parents have kept it pretty quiet." "Wait a second," Lana said suddenly, "so do you—well—I mean—" "Well, I never met this girl, but when you sleep with someone you sleep with every person they've ever slept with so you can say I slept with her too, so did my sister, she was the girl at the party I asked to suck me clean. That's really the most painful thing about this sickness, knowing that because of me, my sister is lying in a hospital dying at this moment, the triple cocktail I'm on wasn't as effective on her." *** "Now most of you may think this class in not as important as other classes," Dr. Lewis said as the bell was about to sound, "but remember the grade you get will be averaged into your years GPA, if you play your cards right and follow the simple assignments of this class you can have an easy 'A+' to average in with your other grades. Now forty percent of your grade is determined by attendance, so fail to come and you fail this class. Ten percent of the grade is determined by participation so even if you decide to come in and say absolutely nothing, you can still get an 'A-' as long as you do the other things necessary. "Finally, fifty percent of your grade is determined by your completion of a simple assignment, this assignment is to go down to the hospital, take a full STD test for most STDs including HIV and AIDS and then submit a copy with a small report on how you felt while waiting for the result and finally receiving it." The bell rang and everyone quickly got up and as soon as possible stepped out. Lana, however, noticed that Dr. Lewis was not leaving the class and she said to the rest, "go on ahead, I'll see you later." "Lana," Ana said, "What are you going to do?" "He's wrong about what he's missing, I just want to show him what that truly is." "And how do you plan to do that?" Hannah asked worried. "I have my ways," Lana said smiling. As she reentered the classroom, Ron took Hannah by the hand and said, "Listen, Honey, I think we should talk a little about a safety phrase, and here's a direct order, LEARN TO USE IT! Come and walk with me." "I wonder what the Queen is up to now," Ana said looking at the door. "Do you really want to know," Don asked walking away as fast as he could. "You don't think he'd have her expelled if she got mad and tried to unleash her wrath on him do you?" "Nah," John said, "he'd probably just ask her to marry him. Now come on, stop worrying." Casting a final worried look at the door, Ana shrugged her shoulders and followed the others to their seventh period class. Chapter Twelve – Lana's Detention When Lana reentered the classroom, she found Dr. Lewis sitting at his desk underlining something on a sheet of paper. She boldly walked up to the front of his desk and looking up Dr. Lewis said, "Did you forget something, Lana?" "I wanted to say that—hey wait a minute, how did you know my name? You didn't even call role?" "Doesn't mean I don't have the roster," he said showing her the paper he'd been studying. Lana saw that it was, in fact, a copy of the class roster and that Dr. Lewis had underlined four names and put notes next to them. Two of the notes ended in question marks, as if uncertain, but the other two were in big bold letters as if saying 'NO DOUBT ABOUT IT'." "You've underlined me and all my sisters and my brother Ron. You've labeled us!" Lana said this angrily as she read the word 'submissive' in big bold letters next to Hannah's name, 'master' with a question mark next to Ron, 'lesbian' also with a question mark next to Ana and— "What do you mean 'sexual leader and trouble!" she demanded as she studied the note by her name. "How dare you try to analyze us as if we were psychos at some shrinks office?" "I notice you are not denying any of the notes are correct," Dr. Lewis said calmly. "What if they are, that's beyond the point that it's insulting to have yourself—" "—be so obvious about your life that you can be easily labeled?" Dr. Lewis finished in a calm voice. "Why did come in here Lana? Did you forget something, or were you thinking possibly of seducing me so that I would truly understand what I was missing?" Lana seemed a bit flustered and not knowing truly what to say said, "So how did you know which sister was which if you never called role?" "I figured the different letters on your individual blouses were there for a reason." "And Ron, how did you know him," Lana asked. "That was purely guess work, out of blue, red and green, red is the only color that starts with a letter that also starts one of your brother's names, I figured they'd probably start the color coding by pairing those two up." Lana couldn't help but be impressed a little with Dr. Lewis' observation skills, this also made her nervous, because what if he was right about everything else too? "I noticed you didn't add any labels to John and Don," she said. "They didn't talk during the class. For now I'd say they both seem normal, though probably bi- like the rest of your family, but eventually one of them will cross completely like your sister Ana and accept he's gay. Who, by the way, is green and who is blue? "Dad says that since Don is the youngest, he's always green with envy." Giving a puzzled look she said, "I won't ask why you think my entire family is bi-, I won't deny it either, I have no shame, we do nothing wrong. However, I am curious to know, why do you think either John or Don will eventually become gay?" "Exact multi-birth siblings eventually want to make a powerful statement that they are themselves and not just a clone or carbon copy of their sibling. A statement that powerful can't be made with a simple declaration of a different career choice." "So they do it with a different sexual preference," Lana said. "It does make them stand out," Dr. Lewis said. Suddenly remembering the roster still in her hand, Lana lashed out saying, "Maybe I am a 'sexual leader' and maybe I did come in here to show you what you're missing," suddenly pulling off her skirt and bending and turning around to give Dr. Lewis a good view of her open dripping pussy she said, "that doesn't make me trouble!" "It makes you trouble for me," Dr. Lewis said still in that same calm and unexcited voice, "it makes you an unnecessary temptation I have to overcome." "A temptation," Lana repeated straightening up and walking around the desk, "you had me labeled as a temptation to you before I even came in." Giving him a big smile and leaping on his desk she sat right in front of his face and spread her legs. "It's not a compliment," Dr. Lewis said coldly, "please get off my desk and put your skirt back on. Don't make any plans for the next three days after class," he said, opening a drawer and pulling out a blue sheet of paper and a pen. He also took out a regular sheet of note paper. Instead of getting off and putting her skirt back on, Lana pulled her blouse over her head and let her naked breasts hit Dr. Lewis on the face as he bent down to write. "Make that the next 5 days, starting today." Dr. Lewis said calmly and apparently unfazed. When he finished writing he looked at his watch and noted the time on the regular note paper; he then handed both the note he had written and a carbon copy of the blue sheet to Lana. The words on the top of the blue sheet stood out in Lana's eyes, 'Detention Slip' she read it over and said smiling, "So you want me alone with you after school for the next 5 days? I think that can be fun." "Detention is never fun my dear," Dr. Lewis said, in no way hiding that he was taking pleasure in having Lana's totally naked body sitting right in front of him, no matter what he said, "you might look over the second sheet." Looking it over Lana said horrified, "It's a note to my seventh period teacher, 'forgive Ms. Anderson for being late as I have decided to make her my T.A. and needed to discuss some important procedures with her. However, one of the things I need to teach my T.A. is responsibility, so I suggest you give her an hours detention for every minute past ten minutes from the time noted here, the time at which we concluded our meeting' Oh shit, I have 10 minutes to get to class or get more detention," Lana said jumping off the desk and putting her clothes on as quickly as possible. "Remember," Dr. Lewis said, "come straight here after class, I'll have spoken with your parents by then and we can leave for your detention." "Spoken with my parents," Lana said freezing, "why do you have to talk to them?" "Well I need their signed consent to take you off the premises." "Off the premises," Lana repeated a little nervously. "You don't think I'm fool enough to lock myself up with you alone for two hours do you? You'll be serving your detention in a very public place. By the way, you now have nine minutes to get to your next class." "Oh," Lana said and ran quickly out the door. *** "Wow, detention ehhh," Ana said admiringly, "I should tell Patty to give me detention for a week." "Don't smile," Lana said, "I get the feeling it's not going to be as much fun as I anticipated." "Why do you say that," Hannah asked. "Because he was going to call Mom and Dad to get permission to take me to some public place to complete it," Lana said gloomily. "Right," Ron said, "he probably just wants the permission to take you off the school grounds and to his house." "You think so," Lana said hopefully. "Maybe we should ask to stay with her," John said. "Why do you say that," Ana asked "Come on, a guy she just met today wants to take her away somewhere, she shouldn't be alone with him." "Maybe John is right," Hannah said suddenly. "Come on guys," Lana said rolling her eyes, "we're talking about one my teachers not some mystery guy on the internet, what's he going to do, rape me before I get a chance to rape him?" "Lana's got a point," Don said, "if anyone needs protection it's Dr. Lewis." "Look, don't worry guys, just go home and I'll fill you in on everything that happens." "Well," John said, obviously still worried, "at least keep your cell phone on and close by at all times, okay." He leaned over and hugging her, kissed her on the cheek like a truly concerned brother. Lana then turned a corner in the hall they were walking and headed toward the Sex Ed. classroom. The others continued toward the school exit. Lana found Dr. Lewis locking the Sex Ed. room and said, "You're not going to permit me one minute alone with you, are you?" "Like I said," Dr. Lewis said as he turned to look at her, "I'm not stupid. Come on, I have your father's signed permission slip to take you. For the next two hours, for the next five days, you are my slave." Lana's eyes flashed in excitement at the thought then said suddenly, "Wait a minute, Dad's at his job, how did you get a signed permission slip from him?" "The joys of modern technology dear, ever hear of something called a fax machine?" "You're mocking me, aren't you?" Lana said smiling. "Ah a Buffy and Angel fan ehhh," Dr. Lewis said indicating Lana should follow him. "Will you stop analyzing me, please," Lana said, her smile turning into a frown, "It's really starting to creep me out how you can tell a lot about a person's life just by one or two sentences they speak." *** Lana sat in the front seat of Dr. Lewis' car, and as he drove, she threw a few quick looks at the groin area of his pants, looking for some sign that would tell her that he was, at least, a little excited to be alone with her. Disappointed not to see any, she boldly allowed her hand to drop right on Dr. Lewis' thigh; encouraged by the fact that he had no objection, she rubbed his thigh a little and slowly inched her hand up toward his groin section. "If you don't want me to get too excited and crash this car," Dr. Lewis said in his cold voice, "I wouldn't move any closer to that area if I were you. My thigh has been feeling a bit sore so I don't mind it getting a free massage, but that's as close as you get honey." Lana removed her hand looking disheartened, "can you at least tell me where we're going," she asked, suddenly as cold as Dr. Lewis. "We're here," he said pulling into the driveway of the local hospital. "The hospital," Lana said shocked, "what—" "Just follow me slave!" Dr. Lewis said forcefully, and for once Lana was not excited about what prospects the term 'slave' had in store for her. On entering, Dr. Lewis took Lana over to the receptionist's desk and said, "Helen, let me get a temporary volunteer's badge, name Lana Anderson, age 15—" "16," Lana corrected. "Not until next week," Dr. Lewis said giving her a cold stare. "This is too eerie," Lana thought, "he even knows my birthday and I can't even remember his first name!" "As I was saying," Dr. Lewis continued, "age 15, hair blond, eyes blue, height 5 ft. 8 in. I'd say." "5 ft. 10 in." Lana corrected. "Maybe in higher heels, but not in those," Dr. Lewis said. "Helen make an emergency appointment for her at the blood lab. Tell them I'm taking her there now for a rapid super rush hematology exam to check for all standard STDs." "Yes," Helen said, "the required volunteer exam." "If she's going to be within 10 ft. of one of my patients I want a guarantee she's clean!" Dr. Lewis threw Lana another cold stare and noticed how frightened she suddenly looked. "What's wrong," he said, "worried about what we might find in your blood?" Worried wasn't the word for it, Lana was suddenly very, very scared about what an STD test might show. "I'm a minor," she said, "you can't give me a blood test without my parent's permission!" "Oh," Dr. Lewis said smiling mischievously, "suddenly you're a minor, ehhh? Well, as it happens, I asked your father to fax me permission to treat you medically; I have it right here," he said producing a hospital permission slip for the treatment of minors. "Come on, we don't want to keep the hematologist waiting." *** After having a giant tube of her blood removed, Dr. Lewis left instructions to be paged as soon as the results came in. He then told Lana, "Come on, while we wait for the results we can start working with a patient. The results of your test won't matter much in her case." Dr. Lewis led Lana to what seemed like a very crowded ward on the 17th floor of the hospital. Lana didn't fail to note all the crying and sad people around her, every room on this ward seemed to be filled with depressed people, the visitors as much as the patients. Lana also did not fail to notice that many of the patients in the beds were very young and even some that looked no older than children. "What is this place," Lana asked Dr. Lewis, actually shivering a little. "This is one of the two wards in the hospital nicknamed 'Sex Land'; behold the beauty of sex all around you." "The STD ward," Lana thought, "how could he make me come here?" They walked to the very end of the ward and stopped in front of a heavy metal door with a small window. Looking through it, Lana only saw an equally heavy metal door. Opening the door, Dr. Lewis and Lana quickly walked in shutting it behind them. On one side of the small area behind the first door Lana noticed a counter full of plastic bags with items like gowns, filter masks, plastic gloves and cleaning rags. On the other side was a giant metal barrel that had the word, 'TOXIC' on it. "Put these on," Dr. Lewis said, passing Lana a gown a mask and three sets of gloves. He noticed Lana lowering her skirt and yelled, "Over your clothes!" "Sorry," Lana said, and then added, "why three sets of gloves?" "Because they are made from the same material as that condom of yours and can therefore break just as easily." Dr. Lewis also suited up and bending below the counter, pulled out a plastic bag with the words "General Toiletries" on it this included items such as: a bed pan, a square wash bucket, 2 bars of anti-bacterial soap, several sheets of sanitary bed covers, something that looked like a diaper and a few more cleaning rags. Lana didn't say a word, but her eyes didn't hide her fear of what they would find behind door number two. As they walked through, Lana saw a single ring of curtains, obviously hiding a bed behind it, and Dr. Lewis said, "This is the isolation room. Any patient in here has already developed a complication that can, if not controlled instantly, lead to their death. The air in here, like all the items we found in the other room has to be kept completely sterilized." "Why are we here," Lana asked, her tone almost pleading to be let out. "It's time for someone's bath," Dr. Lewis said walking over to the curtain and pulling them open. "Oh my God," Lana said, as she stared at the nearly skeletal body of a young lady with very little hair, and hollowed eyes; she had the palest complexion she'd seen since an 'Adam's Family' movie. "Fill the wash pan with some warm water and bring it here," Dr. Lewis ordered, "I'll take off her sanitary pants. Let me get the bed pan and a wash rag." Lana noticed the sink across from her for the first time and opening the general toiletries bag passed Dr. Lewis what he asked for, at the same time grabbing the wash pan and heading for the sink. When she brought it back she saw Dr. Lewis had removed the diaper like sanitary pants from the patient and had her semi-sitting on the bed pan. She noticed he was supporting her now totally naked body with one hand behind her back. With the other hand he was massaging and squeezing one of her almost totally deflated tits. Laura noticed that the nipples were still quite full and getting harder every second. "Well, are you just here to watch," Dr. Lewis said annoyed, "get on the other side of the bed and help support her?" Lana did as she was asked and using one hand, helped support the young woman's back. As she watched the bed pan filling with a clear liquid, whether piss or liquid shit, she was unsure, she suddenly felt her breast squeezed over her gown and looking down saw that the woman had her hand on it and was rubbing and squeezing it more and more through the material. Throwing Dr. Lewis a worried look, she saw that the woman's other hand was rubbing and squeezing the doctor's cock through his gown. Lana noticed the large bulge between his legs and thought, "So he can get an erection, and a pretty large one obviously." Dr. Lewis locked eyes with Lana and then directed his sight to the woman's other breast. Lana understood what he wanted and with her free hand grabbed the woman's boob and started to squeeze it, she felt the woman sigh and knew she was happy. After around ten minutes of this, in which Lana was starting to get somewhat hot, she heard the say in a mournful voice, "do it, please." Lana cast Dr. Lewis a look and he signaled to slowly lay the woman on her back. Once on her back, Dr. Lewis removed the bed pan and placed it is a heavy plastic bag hanging on the side of the bed. He handed Lana a wash rag and made her understand she was to totally clean the woman's ass and with a second rag, she was to wipe clean the rest of her groin area. "Take your time doing it," he said as he once more grabbed on of the woman's boobs in a hand, and with the other began drawing circles around the woman's belly button. "One thing's for sure," Lana thought, "he knows a woman's pleasure points." She started cleaning off the woman's ass, taking time to draw circles around her rosebud with the rag, occasionally even pushing it in and out of her asshole softly; she heard the woman moan and looking at her saw there was a smile on her face. When she finished with the woman's ass, she passed Dr. Lewis the soiled rag (which he promptly discarded in the plastic bag) and began giving the woman's cunt, pee hole and clit the same treatment with a clean rag. Every now and then pushing the rag in the woman's cunt and pumping. Lana saw the doctor bring the hand that had been working on the woman's button hole down to her clit and start to rub and squeeze it, even as Lana continued pumping the wash rag in and out of her twat. The woman gave a sudden gasp and as she shook violently Lana realized she was having an orgasm. Lana noticed the rag she was using getting wetter and wetter and realized it was cunt juice, poisoned cunt juice to be exact. Worried she looked at Dr. Lewis who gave her a 'don't worry, we're safe' look and more confidently let the woman finish cumming. When it was over, the woman said softly to Lana, "one more, please," the woman put her hand on Lana's pubic area and through Lana's gown and skirt rubbed her cunt, "except for Randy, no one comes to pleasure me anymore, and I don't even remember what another girls cunt looks like, can I see it?" Lana looked at Dr. Lewis who, shaking his head, let Lana know she was in no way to lift her protective gown and skirt. "Mabel," Dr. Lewis said, "you know that can't be done, continue to enjoy playing with her cunt and boobs over the gown, and I'll give you one more in the meantime." Mabel nodded and she alternated between rubbing Lana's pussy and squeezing her boob, Mabel's other hand remained on Dr. Lewis' cock, which she never stopped rubbing and squeezing. Lana watched curiously as Dr. Lewis removed the first level of gloves from his hand, turning them inside out and putting them in the discard bag, with his new clean-gloved hands, he then reached in his pocket under his gown and pulled out a napkin with something wrapped in it. Opening the napkin, Lana's eyes nearly popped when she saw him extract a rubber vibrator around 7 inches in a plastic sandwich bag. Taking the vibrator out of the bag, Dr. Lewis passed it to Lana along with a condom saying, "prepare it; you can do it all". Smiling, Lana prepared the vibrator, and once she had it ready, positioned it at the entrance of Mabel's cunt, she pushed in, slowly at first, but since Mabel had just cum, it slipped all the way in rather easily, she pumped it in and out of Mabel's pussy, with the other hand alternating between squeezing Mabel's free boob (the doctor had once more claimed possession of the other) and Mabel's clit. Every now and then she also increased the vibrators speed. It was getting a little harder to concentrate because Mabel had never stopped playing with Lana's own cunt and boobs, and Lana was feeling right on the verge of her own orgasm. "Don't let her make you cum," Dr. Lewis warned sternly, and Lana pulled her cunt out of reach of Mabel's hand, leaving her access to one of her boobs though. Soon Mabel started to shake again and she gave a low satisfied scream. As Mabel recovered, Dr. Lewis signaled that Lana could turn off the vibrator and remove it. Doing this, Lana passed it to Dr. Lewis, who, slowly rolled off the condom and discarded it, leaving the vibrator looking as clean as if it had never been used. Dr. Lewis then returned it to the plastic bag and napkin it had been in, finally, after removing a second set of gloves, returning it to his pocket. "Give her one more, quick cleaning with the wash cloth, only a cleaning this time, while I discard these sanitary clothes on the bed and replace them with clean ones." When everything was done, Dr. Lewis put a new diaper on Mabel and said, "What do you want to hear today, Mabel, how about Gulliver's Travels?" Mabel nodded and Dr. Lewis said, "Lana, remove one level of gloves and pass them to me for discarding, then look on that table for the CD labeled 'Gulliver's Travels' and put it in the player of Mabel." As Lana followed her orders, Dr. Lewis prepared the discard bag for removal; putting everything else that had in any way been used into it, except what they were still wearing, and tying it tightly he took it down and replaced it with an empty one. As the audio book started playing, Lana heard the young woman say, "Thank you, and goodbye." She then said to Dr. Lewis, "Love you Randy, if you call Mom and Dad, tell them I miss them and I love them too." "I love you too, Sis," Dr. Lewis said. Stepping outside he placed the discard bag with all its contents in the metal 'toxic' barrel he then had Lana watch as he removed first his mask, then his gown and last of all his gloves, discarding everything in the barrel as he removed them. Lana then did the same and they stepped out making sure the 'toxic' barrel was well sealed. *** "Mabel is your sister," Lana asked, "what happened?" "Do you really need to ask," Dr. Lewis questioned. "Yes I do," Lana said. "It's simple really; she was faithful with a guy that wasn't totally faithful with her. He's dead already, as are some of his and Mabel's best friends and some of his sisters. He came from a pretty close-knit family. You'd know something about that, wouldn't you?" "Well it doesn't exactly look like you and Mabel were strangers," Lana said crossly. "No, we'd been screwing together since junior high school; her real fear, absolute terror to be exact, when she first tested positive was that she had somehow passed it to me. I had visited her right after my college graduation, before heading out to Medical School, and we'd had a fantastic night together, for old time's sake. She was already together with this guy, but apparently, he didn't get infected until after that. I hadn't had an opportunity to join with her again after that." Lana looked horrified as, reading between the lines; she understood that Dr. Lewis had been looking forward to having that opportunity. "I was well into my first two choices for areas of expertise when Mabel was finally diagnosed; I changed my area of expertise after that." "And your focus of Sex Ed. teaching," Lana questioned, "why do I have the feeling you were once a firm believer in 'safe sex'." The elevator they were on came to a stop and as they got off he said, "Once upon a time, before seeing all the hundreds of cases that bombard the STD clinic on a daily basis. Did you notice all the young people and even children in that ward we were in?" Lana nodded; she hadn't wanted to bring that up. "Well," Dr. Lewis continued, "that's nothing compared to the number that pass through the outpatient clinic." Lana heard a beeping and Dr. Lewis took out a pager, after reading the message he said, "Looks like your results are in." Lana couldn't believe how terrified she felt, not only for her, but her parents, her sisters, her brothers, Amy, Pietro, their best friends the Wilson kids; if she was in any way infected, that meant that any, if not all of them could also be infected. Dr. Lewis copied a number from the beeper on to a paper and taking it to a clerk's desk said, "Print me up a copy of this report please." He watched as Lana stared nervously back and forth from the printer to him, trying to see in his eyes if he had a clue what was in the report. "Let's discuss this in a private room," he said as the clerk passed him a paper. He didn't even look at it until they had found an empty room and closed the door. "Well," Lana said, suddenly impatient as Dr. Lewis continued to read down the paper. "What is it?" "Well your count here is a bit high," he said thoughtfully. Lana looked at him horrified and said, "What does that mean?" "It means you started your period today or will before tomorrow. Other than that you're one hundred percent fuckable." SLAP!!! As Dr. Lewis rubbed his face and began getting over the shock of being slapped so strongly by Lana he smiled and said, "I take it you get a little cranky during this time of the month." "You're evil," Lana said. "Maybe, come on, since you're clean we can visit 'Sex Land 2'." Dr. Lewis led Lana to a door that was labeled 'OBS'. "The mommy to be clinic," Lana said skeptically. "Or not to be, that is the question with many of these." On passing through the door and seeing all the patients waiting in the room Lana said, "They're children." "They're pregnant, and don't let their looks fool you, there isn't a child in here," Dr. Lewis said, "however, most of them are here to see if they will survive the pregnancy, let alone the delivery." Lana remembered suddenly a story she had heard. Noticing her face Dr. Lewis asked, "What's wrong?" "It's nothing, just that, my brother's birth mother, she died giving birth to them. The doctors said she had been too young to be giving birth to so many at once." "Oh," the Doctor said, "why don't we just see one patient here, then we can leave." Was she imagining things, or did there seem to suddenly be a competition as to who could best get Dr. Lewis' attention and be chosen as the patient he saw. Looking over some records Dr. Lewis chose one and called Elizabeth Baxter. An eleven to twelve year old girl jumped up and nearly cheered. She followed Dr. Lewis into a room and Lana followed behind. Lana had hardly closed the door when the little girl jumped on the examination table, pulled off her clothes and positioned her legs in the stirrup spreading them wide and saying, "I'm ready, examine me please." Lana looked shocked for a second then smiling thought, "Dr. Lewis is right, this is no child." She watched as the doctor, putting on a pair of gloves walked up to the girl and holding her small pussy lips open with one hand stuck the index finger of the other hand into the girls little twat and started pumping. As he play—that is examined the girl, Lana noticed that very prominent bulge return to the front of the doctors pants. After a few minutes the girl said, "Isn't it time to test that the juices have the correct flavor; to make sure they are strong enough to support the baby you know." "Yes, Lizzy, that is a good idea," and removing his finger bent down and replaced it with his tongue. Lana was shocked when after tongue fucking the girl's pussy a few minutes Dr. Lewis said, "Lana, why don't you continue this examination, I need to get her temperature." "Oh goody," Lizzy said. Lana bent over the girl and took over the tongue fucking—that is the taste examination duties. She kept an eye on Dr. Lewis though, watching him carefully to see if he did what she thought he was going to do. Sure enough, Dr. Lewis pulled out his cock, all ten inches of it, and put it at the mouth of the little girl, she opened her mouth and quickly swallowed as much as she could without choking, actually deep throating a good portion of the Dr.'s monster cock. As the girl continued to expertly suck the doctor off Lana thought, "Wow, I thought my sisters and I were advance at her age, but I don't think I can match that technique even now." Lana decided to concentrate on the girls little clit a while and could hear the girl moaning as she joyfully continued sucking the doctor off. Lana noticed the girls cunt juices flowing and thought, "I can't believe she has that much; why am I willing to bet every cent I've ever had in my life that that little hole of hers has seen more action than Mine, Hannah's and Ana's put together?" Suddenly the girl came and Lana locked her mouth to the young girl's cunt drinking up her young offering. She watched the doctor and realized he was cumming in the girls mouth and more amazingly, that though he was obviously cumming buckets, this girl was not letting one mini-drop of cum get away from her. Feeling frustrated Lana thought, "Great, now I'm the only one that doesn't get to cum. Even Mabel got to cum twice." When Lizzy and the doctor finished cumming, Dr. Lewis said, "Okay Lizzy, everything seems to be working fine, just get dressed and we'll see you back here next week." Lizzy looked disappointed and said, "But Dr. Lewis, you haven't taken my vaginal temperature yet, for comparison you know." "I'll tell you what Lizzy, if your tests show you are still staying clean, next week I'll check both your vaginal and your anal temperature, okay." Her eyes brightened and she said, "You promise?" As she asked this she threw him a very wicked smile. "Cross my heart and hope never to be able to examine someone like you again." *** Around 20 minutes later Lana was following the doctor out of the building and heading toward his car. "Why did you pick, Lizzy to 'examine' she was hardly the prettiest, though there is no doubt she was experienced; is that why because you knew she was long past being a child." "I picked her because one of the first things we do with an expectant mother is check for STDs; of all the girls in that clinic, Lizzy was the oldest of the 5 girls that were completely clean." "One hundred percent fuckable, you mean!" Lana said with a big smile on her face. "Yeah, that's exactly what I mean. Come on, in the car." "Are you sure that you're one hundred percent fuckable?" Lana asked suddenly quite serious. Reaching into the glove compartment he pulled out a sheet of paper saying, "being that I am among STD patients every day, I take a full exam every two weeks, I owe it to my patients to stay clean. A couple that is faithful, truly faithful only to each other, should still find time to get tested at least once a year. Rare as it might be, there are other ways to contract STDs outside of having sex with an infected patient. Did you ever wonder how the first person to get any one of those diseases got it if sex with an infected person was the only way to get it? Throwing Lana a sideways glance he said, "A person doing multiple partners should be tested at least twice a year if not more. And, if he or she does a stranger that he or she is not absolutely sure, through documented proof, was clean, he or she should give the regular partners the courtesy of not having sex with them until he or she has been immediately retested. Do you understand that?" "Yes I do," Lana said truthfully, "I'm going to tell my family and my best friends that I want them all to get tested," Lana said determinedly. "Good," Dr. Lewis said, pulling into a driveway of a very nice house. "It'll have to wait until tomorrow though. For now, you are still in detention." "Where are we," Lana asked. "This is my house, I called your parents and I told them I was merging your five days of detention into one whole night. So, until 7 AM tomorrow morning, when I take you home to get ready for school, you are still my slave." "Really," Lana said, her eyes flashing excitedly, "and, not to sound too much like my sister, but, what do you have planned with me Master?" "Well, you're one hundred percent fuckable, and I'm one hundred percent fuckable, I'm sure I can think of something to do with you." Putting his arm around Lana's shoulder, he walked her into the house saying, "I knew you were going to be trouble for me, you know." Chapter Thirteen – Laura's First Day "You want us to what?" Laura asked looking at Lana as if she'd gone mad "I want you to get a full STD checkup before having sex with any of us again. I heard about the office party you had yesterday. Mom, Dad, think of it, you had sex with close to 20 people you had never met before in your lives. 20 people that were obviously themselves very much into sex; I don't know who those people are and I don't want to have sex with them." "Lana, what are you talking about," Stan said, "who's asking you to have sex with them?" "If I have sex with you, I have sex with everyone you've had sex with, if you two love me and the rest of the kids, you'll go to this quick appointment Dr. Lewis set up for you at the hospital, it's just 15 minutes from your job and you can just walk in and out of the lab in 5 minutes." "I think she's been brainwashed," Ron said, looking a bit annoyed. "I knew we shouldn't have let her go," John said, throwing his parents and angry look he said, "and I still can't believe you gave someone you've never met permission to take one of your kids over night!" "We didn't exactly have much choice," Stan said nervously, "when a school official calls you up and starts giving you a detailed account of every last thing that is happening in your house with your kids, you're sort of too scared of hearing the words, 'every single one of them will be taken away from you forever', so when he said, 'why don't you just give me Lana for tonight and we can forget we ever had this conversation' it was a bit of a relief, especially when he added, 'she won't have to do anything she doesn't want to do'." "I knew we should have stayed with you," Hannah added. "Maybe you should have, then you would have seen what I saw in the hospital's STD ward and the OBS clinic. Maybe then you'd see how serious the situation really was." "Wait a minute," Ana said, "didn't you just spend all the time you were dressing bragging about the most incredible night of sex you've ever had!" "Yeah," Hannah said, then mimicking Lana said, "'I'm telling you girls you can't have better sex than with a guy that has studied every single pleasure point on a woman professionally and knows how to use them!' Why shouldn't we be worried about what you might have brought home?" "Because I have this," Lana said pulling out her test report form and saying proudly, "its proof that I am one hundred percent fuckable and none of you have to worry about catching anything from me, and since Randy— I mean Dr. Lewis—didn't even touch me until he had shown me his, you don't have to worry about catching anything through him either." "Cool," Don said, "hey, if you're clean, doesn't that automatically mean that we are too?" "I don't know," Lana said, "but since you five have to be tested anyway for the Sex Ed. project, it really doesn't matter. Dr. Lewis is going to meet us in the school infirmary at 8:30 this morning and draw the blood himself. Pietro, Amy, Debbie, Katrina and Jason will all be there too." "Wait a minute, Katrina and Jason don't even go to our school," Ana said. "But they constantly fuck us," Lana said, "the Wilson's are riding in with us and, when Pietro and Amy are finished, they'll drop Katrina and Jason off at their school. That okay with you two?" Lana said looking behind her at Pietro and Amy. "Anything to insure the safety of the family," Pietro said smiling. "It's fine by me too, especially if I can get to meet this expert on women's pleasure points you've been ranting about," Amy said. "Well don't expect him to do anything with you," Lana said, "not until you have your documented proof that you're fuckable anyway." "You know," Ron said, "maybe I'm starting to be brainwashed too, but there is something that sounds incredibly logical about all this." They continued eating the breakfast that had been served in the large dining room table so this emergency meeting could be given while eating, and Laura said, "Stan, I think we should do it. Do you realize that we have had sex with every single couple and family, that Henry and Josie Carter ever had sex with? We should check and make sure that we aren't putting the kids at risk." "You know, I was actually just thinking the exact same thing," Stan said suddenly very much in thought, "Okay, lunchtime today, plus, I'm not fucking anyone else at the office unless they have documented proof that they're not endangering my kids." "Great," Lana said, holding up her coffee cup, "a toast to 'True Safe Sex' lots and lots of it." "To 'Safe Sex'," everybody repeated. *** Around 8 o'clock Pietro and Amy left with the kids in the family car, they left early since they would be making a detour to pick up the Wilson kids. Stan and Laura left in his car to the office, it was to be Laura's first day. Officially she was being employed as Laura Irving, so as not to make any of the other employees around her nervous; unofficially, though, everyone realized by now that she was the wife of the Accounting Department's big boss, and how could somebody not be nervous around the boss' wife? On entering the accounting department, the Andersons at first thought they had arrived at the wrong office; it certainly didn't look like the cubicle crowded office they had been through the day before. "Wow," Stan said, "what happened here?" The room now consisted of seven cubicles three large, equal sized ones on either side of a seventh one in the center equal in length to the three cubicles on either side. This center cubicle seemed to contain most of the shared office equipment such as copy machine, fax machine, printer, etc. Each cubicle desk did, however, have its own personal computer and phone. "It certainly is roomier now," Annette Harris said from her cubicle labeled 'Payroll'. "Apparently they came in last night and reorganized everything," Cristina Ross said from 'Accounts Payable'. Ernie Webber from 'Sales' said, "Seems they instantly took everyone else's computers, phones, desks, etc. and sold it to some new company in the building." "Ms. Irving," George Fuller said, "have you seen your new desk?" He came out from his 'Accounts Receivable' cubicle and pointed to an opening that led into the center cubicle. Stan walked into the cubicle and they saw that there was an opening connecting this, section is a better word for it, to every other cubicle. Harry Jackson of 'General Accounts' and Margaret Anders of 'Purchases' both walked in heading for the copy machine, seeing Laura, Margaret said, "Ms. Irving, welcome, do you like your desk, as you can see you are accessible to everyone." "Or if you prefer," Harry said nervously, "everyone is accessible to you." Laura walked over to the desk in the center of this area, a sign on it read "Laura Irving Office Manager/General Secretary" she looked at the computer and said, "Oh God Stan, I am going to have to bring John and Hannah over one day and have a serious talk with them." Stan smiled and said, "You'll be fine honey—I mean Ms. Irving." "Oh," Laura said remembering she had just called him Stan, "thank you Mr. Anderson." "Stan will be fine; I don't even let Maggie call me Mr. Anderson." "Right and you can just call me Laura," she winked at him and she sat at her desk as Stan walked toward his private office. When he walked into his office, Stan was happy to see that Maggie was complying with the office dress code he had set. "Good morning, Maggie—" He said, "good to see—" he stopped suddenly as he caught ear of several buzzing sounds. "Good morning, Stan, Mr. Carson sent you a memo congratulating your quote 'incredible speed, efficiency and wit' end quote in dealing with the difficult task that was set before you on your first day." "Maggie," Stan said disapprovingly, "why do I get the feeling you've been reading my memos?" "Because it's my job as your personal secretary to do so," Maggie said a smile on her face. Stan also did not fail to note her glassy-eyed expression and blissful manner. "I'm supposed to go through all your early morning memos and mention any that might be of immediate importance or interest when you first walk through the door. It's the same with phone messages." Suddenly, giving a small frown, Maggie said, "at least that's how it was with Mr. Jacobs." Stan accepted the validity of this system and said, "it works for me too." He then threw her a suspicious look and said, "However, there is something that does not work for me; unless otherwise specified, your mind when you are in this office is to be on your work and nothing else, is that understood?" "Yes sir," Maggie said dropping her eyes sadly. "Hand them over," Stan said, "you can come in and get them during your break if you want." Maggie stood up resentfully and Stan saw the giant wet stain on the front of her skirt. She lifted it, showing she was not wearing underwear; nothing could be seen out of place, except for the extensive amount of cunt juice that seemed to be flowing from Maggie's pussy. There was no mistaking were the buzzing was coming from though. She stuck two fingers deep in her twat and when they slowly emerged again she was holding an egg shaped vibrator which she passed to Stan. She was about to put down her skirt when Stan looked at her annoyed. "The other one," he said strongly. Looking down-hearted, Maggie reached behind herself and pulled a combination vibrator and butt plug from her ass and gave it to Stan. "You're going to be a mean boss aren't you," she said sadly as she sat. "I'm going to be an efficient boss," Stan said smiling. Looking down at the puddle forming at her feet Maggie said, "Well having me leaking like this isn't very efficient, can't you at least dry me off nicely." "Sorry Maggie, but there will be no more days like yesterday around here, not unless I see documented proof that you're safe to fuck anyway. My family is going a little safe-sex activist." "But I have my responsibility papers on file; everybody in the office does; everyone except you and Ms. Irving." "Responsibility paper, what's that?" Stan asked. Maggie reached in the file drawer of her desk and pulled out a folder labeled 'Responsibility Act' and passed it to Stan. Looking through the folder he said, "Just out of curiosity, how did Mr. Jacobs justify getting a copy of everyone's current STD test results?" "Mr. Jacobs' motto was, 'If you can't be responsible with yourself, you can't be responsible with this company's money'." Smiling, Stan said, "I like that motto, make a note that the responsibility act is now to be followed tri- monthly. With the next update expected the first week in January since all of these were handed in this month. And, since your report is so clean, why don't I just completely clean you off so you can work more efficiently." "Thank you sir," Maggie said smiling, "It would be greatly appreciated." *** Laura was sitting at her desk and she was trying to figure out what exactly she should be doing. Strangely enough, she felt exactly as he had felt the day before when she was trying to figure out what her new duties as a housewife were to be. She looked around her new non-private space, and everything looked well managed, what was she to do as an office manager? Everybody seemed to be keeping their own files, typing their own memos, even getting their own coffee; shouldn't the general secretary be handling all this? She had been sitting at her desk for a whole hour-and- a-half and no one had given her any orders at all. Deciding to hunt for a little something to do she entered Annette's cubicle and froze when she saw Annette staring blankly at her computer screen tears in her eyes. "Annette," Laura said, "what's wrong?" "Oh dear," Annette said turning and seeing Laura over her shoulder, "Mrs. Anderson—I mean Ms. Irving—Laura?" "Laura is fine," Laura said smiling, amused a little by how nervous Annette obviously was, but unsure why. "I'm sorry—Laura—I'll get back to work I promise. I'll figure out a way to write this letter. I mean, how hard can it be to write a letter? I mean I have, 'Dear Sir', or maybe it should be 'Dear Madam'. 'To Whom It May Concern' sounds so impersonal—oh dear," she said flustered and sobbing. "I wish Harry wasn't busy, he could suck my pussy and that would be so calming, he always did it when my secre—oh dear—what am I saying, I'm sorry Mrs. Anderson, I know, I know 'Dear Sir or Madam' that's it!" As she said this she typed then said victoriously, "I did it, I got the first line!" Laura suddenly had a sneaking suspicion why she had been so work free her first day. "These people have got to stop thinking of me as Stan's wife or I may as well be at home in front of my TV now," she thought, and making a decision she thought, "It is definitely time for some office management!" Walking back to her desk she sent a general intercom message to the six surrounding cubicles, "I want to see everybody in the center section immediately!" she said. In a flash everyone was away from their desks and standing around Laura who had moved her wheeled desk chair to an empty part of the section. Looking at the nervous faces around her she asked, "Do you all know who I am?" They all nodded enthusiastically, and Laura continued, "I don't think so, because if you knew who I was you would not have come rushing in here as if the boss' wife had demanded your presence. If you knew who I was, you would all know that I WORK FOR YOU! If you need a report filed, I'll file it; If you need a file fetched, just order me to get it; if you need a letter typed, don't waste time trying to figure out how to start it, that's my job!" Annette lowered her eyes a bit frightened, "and finally, if you want to take a scheduled break, and need a little help calming," Laura went over to Annette, pulled up her skirt and dropping in front of her pantiless bald pussy said, "every one of my holes, and my tongue and my fingers are yours!" She stuck her tongue up Annette's twat and sucked expertly for several minutes, having Annette calm and over the edge in no time, thoroughly enjoying her juices and finally saying, "Have I made myself clear?" She heard a flood of echoes all saying, "Yes Ma'am." "And one more thing, the name is Laura. It's not Mrs. Anderson, it's not Ms. Irving, and it is certainly not Ma'am, Understand?" She heard a new and less nervous flood of echoes all saying, "Yes Laura." "Good," Laura said, "now who needs help with something?" "Well, I sort of need that letter finished," Annette said smiling. "I've been looking for a file all morning," Cristina admitted, "but I'm not quite sure where it's found; is there any chance you can find it for me?" "Maybe at the same time you could put some files away for me," Harry said, "I've needed to file them all morning but haven't the faintest idea where they go." "Do you think you could make us some coffee," Margaret said, "I've been dying for a cup all morning but can't quite figure out how to work the coffee maker." "You think you can get rid of this for me," George said sticking his erect cock in Laura's face, "seeing as how it got that way watching you and Annette, you should get rid of it." Smiling Laura said, "I'm taking a quick cocktail break everybody, return to you cubicles and I'll be in to take care of each of your problems," grabbing George by the cock she said, "and other needs immediately." She sucked George's cock into her mouth and thought, "what a great job!" *** "So, how has your first day gone so far," Stan asked Laura as they headed for a quick stop at the hospital and then an even quicker lunch. "It started off pretty slow, but once I got the others to stop looking at me as your wife things got much better. By the way, thanks for tipping me so quickly about the fuckability of all of them." "Well I knew it would come in handy for you to know it was safe to perform all secretarial duties expected in this office." "It's good to know we don't have to worry about yesterday's, and any future's, office party being a danger to the kids," Laura said. "Yeah, now all we have to worry about is everyone Josie and Henry ever fucked," Stan said frowning. "Oh," Laura said, suddenly remembering something, "I almost forgot; I talked to Josie." "You talked to her," Stan said wide-eyed, "when?" "During that first hour, while I was waiting desperately for something to do. I emailed her at the address she left us and she emailed me right back with instructions on how to talk with her using and instant messenger. We were actually able to talk face-to-face, well screen-to-screen anyway." "Did you mention our concerns," Stan asked slowly. "Yes, and it turns out that among swingers, regular STD testing is like an unwritten law they all comply with. They're out in the middle of the Bahamas now with another couple, but as soon as they docked with us last week Josie says Henry and her got an updated test result, and they were clean and since Lana is also clean, then we probably are too." "Great," Stan said smiling, obviously very relieved, "we'll just get the official documentation and from now on, for the sake of the kids, we'll make sure we stay clean." "Amen to that," Laura agreed "You know," Stan said, "when Lana first told us about this at breakfast, I thought the 'Orgasm Queen' had gone majestically whacko, but after thinking over Dr. Lewis' safe sex theories, Mr. Jacobs responsibility act, and now Henry and Josie's unwritten swinger's law; this really isn't a game is it." "Safety is never a game, Honey," Laura said seriously, "Especially when you're dealing with the safety of everyone you know and love intimately." They pulled into the hospital driveway very determined to comply with Lana's new house rules. Chapter Fourteen – The Butler Did It… With the Cook When the kids had arrived at the school early that morning, they had found the area around the school semi-deserted, similar to the day before. The only real difference was that they found Patty waiting by the front door. The eleven people crowded in the car, counting Pietro, Amy and the 3 Wilson kids, clambered out and breathed a sigh of relief. The only people that really enjoyed the ride were John and Debbie (Debbie was riding on John's lap and he took the opportunity to position the bare cunt under her skirt on his erect cock), Ron and Hannah (who were in a position similar to John and Debbie's except that Ron chose to use Hannah's asshole to store his erect cock) and Lana and Katrina (after much argument about their mission.) Lana had finally agreed that if she was in no way infected after some of the incredible fucks they'd shared lately, Katrina, and probably all the rest were also clean and this was just a mission to get the official document that stated the obvious. Lana had then sat Katrina on her lap and alternated finger fucking her and sucking her boobs. Once out of the car, Ana ran to Patty and had to stop herself suddenly, because she had fully intended to jump Patty and suck her off right there at the school steps. Instead, she controlled herself and said, "Ms. Clark, you're here early." "As are all of you," Patty said smiling. Ana had in fact called Patty as soon as the family meeting at the breakfast table ended, telling her that it was important for their relationship that she be there early. "It's almost 8:30," Lana said, "Dr. Lewis is supposed to—" She hadn't finished talking when the front door opened; letting them all in quickly Dr. Lewis closed the door behind them. Dr. Lewis then led them to the infirmary located on the 2nd floor of the center building. When Patty noticed there was no one else around she said, "You're Dr. Lewis aren't you? Do you know why we're here?" Dr. Lewis threw Lana a questioning look; he certainly had not expected to find any other teachers around. "Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "this is Ms. Clark, she's the music teacher. Just watch her eyes when she looks at Ana and you'll know why she's here." "Ms. Clark gave a worried look and Dr. Lewis said, "Ms. Clark, since I spent the entire night fucking Lana, I'm sure there's no need for you to look worried." He then smiled at her and she definitely felt more at ease. Smiling back Patty repeated, "So do you know why we're here?" "The group before you is all in some way or another sexually active with each other, we're here to draw everyone's blood and confirm that no one is putting everyone else in danger." "Ahh," Patty said with understanding, "STD testing, it is your expertise I believe." "As are obstetrics and sexology," Lana said sounding a little cocky with her pride in Dr. Lewis. "That's a lot of fields for one so young," Patty said. "Aren't you several years younger than me? You were a prodigy weren't you?" "Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "shouldn't we be doing this already, and what did I say about analyzing everybody." Dr. Lewis took out some needles and tubes and said, "Actually Ms. Clark, obstetrics was my original choice of expertise, with sexual psychology as a sort of back up for it. I changed the specialty when—well when something happened." Dr. Lewis was working quickly to draw blood from each of those present as he spoke. He would draw the blood, label the tube, and put it in a mini-cooler type case to preserve the freshness. "Someone very close to you got aids," Patty said, "It's such a horrible thing for a family to go through." As she said this a tear came to her eye. Dr. Lewis looked at her and said, "For me it was my sister, with whom I was very close, who was it for you?" "Also my sister, it's been 5 years since she died and I still miss her so much. I was also very close with her." "She was your first lesbian lover?" Dr. Lewis asked. "DR. LEWIS!" Lana screamed angrily. "Sorry," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "no more analyzing, no need to hit me." Turning to Patty with a smile he said, "She gets a little violent this time of the month." "Oh," Patty said suddenly grabbing Ana and making her jump as she hugged her from behind, "this one gets a bit nauseous and I noticed extra jumpy." "Hmm," Dr. Lewis said looking at Hannah, whose blood he was presently drawing, "that means this one probably gets mournful and weepy." Some tears came to Hannah's eyes and she said sadly, "You don't have to say it like I'm some classic head case!" "I'm sorry, if you'll forgive me, I promise to make the needle hurt when it comes out." "Really," Hannah said beaming, "Oww! Hey that hurt—Oh wow—oh that feels good, thanks Dr. Lewis," and bending over she kissed him on the forehead and said, "I don't know how you did that with just a needle in my arm, but I really, really felt it, down there you know." Patty was smiling and whispered as Hannah walked away with Ron, "I guess it really helps being a sexologist." When he had finished all of them, he noted, "well, first bell is about to ring, I'll get these right down to the hospital lab. They should be ready when your parents get there. I'll give the results to your parents, is that okay. Debbie, will it be okay for me to send yours, your brother's and sister's with the Andersons also?" "Yes," Debbie said, "that will be fine. Katrina and Jason won't mind either, I know." Katrina, Jason, Pietro and Amy had been the first tested so that they could leave immediately and the younger Wilson kids could be taken to their school. "What about you Ms. Clark, would you like me to send yours with the Andersons or bring it to school tomorrow when I come to give class?" "You can send it with the Andersons; the sooner things are confirmed, the better." "Those were my exact thoughts yesterday," Dr. Lewis said, throwing Lana a smile. "By the way," Patty said, "since in a way we're going to be family now, please call me Patty, Dr. Lewis." "Only if you call me Randy," Dr. Lewis said and leaning over, he kissed Patty on the forehead and walked out leaving everyone feeling pretty good about themselves. *** After dropping off Jason and Katrina, Pietro and Amy drove back to the Anderson home and while in the car Amy said, "I've been meaning to talk to you since early yesterday, but even rooming right next to each other I haven't really had an opportunity to get you alone until now." "So what would you like to say?" Pietro said. "I want to know where the entrance to my mother's secret chamber is, remember, Hannah told you to take me when we were alone." "Your mother," Pietro said throwing her a sideways glance as he drove. "Yeah, you know, 'The Mistress of Pain', Hannah did tell you that the house we're in now used to be my parents didn't she?" "No, I'm afraid the young mistress had left that rather surprising detail out." "Well anyway, do you have time to take me there today? Before the kids finish school?" "Absolutely, we'll go immediately on arriving home." "You know, I always believed that when I found it, I would want some time alone there, just to reconnect with mom's memory—" "—I fully understand, I will merely—" "No, Pietro, that's just it, I realize now that being alone when I first get there is really the last thing I want, and I hope you can stay with me for a while." "As long as you need, Miss Amy." "Thank you." As they drove into the driveway, Amy actually shivered for a second. This was what she had originally come back to this house to do, find her mother's hidden lair, the only place she could ever truly connect with the real her, and the only place she would be able to find memories of her two brothers and her sister. Amy knew her mother video taped most of their sessions together, those tapes had to be up there, and judging by how perfectly Hannah had portrayed her mother the other night, she had seen them. She followed Pietro and he led her upstairs. Since they first moved in, Amy had been focused on finding some entrance to a secret sub-cellar, how could her mother's lair be upstairs. Seeing her curious and even doubtful looks, Pietro said, "I assure you, this is the way." In the hall of the second floor he grabbed the metal cane from the umbrella stand as he passed, and reaching the circular hook on the ceiling, positioned himself right under it and, being somewhat taller than Hannah, easily hooked it and pulled down the attic stairs. "An attic," Amy said, suddenly remembering a very old dream in which she was climbing some stairs to a hidden room in her house. "I must have been around 3" Amy thought, "mom had left me sleeping but I woke up and leaving my room saw that some stairs magically appeared leading up to what I thought was heaven." "Are you okay, Miss Amy," Pietro asked. "Yes, just remembering some very old memories. Come on," she suddenly said excitedly, "let's remember some more!" And she led the way up the stairs. Once upstairs she said, "This is it," standing in the center room she said, "The Mistress' room of pleasure, her room of torture is right through there," she said pointing at one of the doors, "and that door leads to her private bath." Spotting the TV and VCR, she noticed the tapes on it and rushing over read some of the titles, "'The Mistress of Pain and Family Caring', "The Mistress of Pain and the Room of Torture', 'The Mistress of Pain and Tips for Forcing Him Up'," She then found one that did not begin with the words 'The Mistress of Pain', "'Amy's Ninth Birthday: Aim's First Anal', Oh," she said suddenly, "I remember that day so clearly, I bet Hannah loved this one, 'The Mistress of Pain and the Pleasure of Withholding Pleasure: How to Turn What Would Have Been 2 or 3 Mediocre Orgasms Into 1 Unforgettable Experience'." Amy then found another video and looking it over curiously said, "I don't remember this at all, 'The Mistress of Pain and the Dominating Submissive'?" "I believe the young mistress added that one the other night." Pietro said. "She video-taped everything," Amy said. "She was playing the role of the Mistress of Pain, and" casting an eye to the stacks of videos still left untouched, "the Mistress of Pain always taped her best sessions." Smiling Amy said, "Yes she did, Pietro, you can't imagine what these are worth to me." Suddenly taking off all her clothes she said, "Let's watch some, right now, and take off those clothes, it's an insult to my mother's memory for there to even be clothes up here." Slipping in a tape, Amy heard her mother's voice as she turned on the TV saying, "I need toys tonight! More toys!" Amy lay on the bed and insisted that Pietro, now naked, lay down next to her to watch." "Now, now," the Mistress was saying to Amy's sister, "don't cum yet, I promised you a cum like you've never had before, but you need to be strong and not cum now!" "Hannah definitely watched this," Amy said. "I'd say studied is a more proper term," Pietro said. "And as for you," the Mistress said talking to Amy's older brother, on your back! The Mistress needs to take a ride!" Amy started getting hot watching her mother ride her brother. She looked over at Pietro and saw that beautiful cock of his sneaking out from under his body, she wondered what excuse she could use to get him to fuck her. Even though they'd been fucking constantly now for 3 weeks, and even with their open door policy, neither of the two had felt comfortable going up to the other and just saying, "fuck me now!" They had, however, managed to think up some amazing, and sometimes utterly absurd, reasons to lead into sex. Seeing her mother make an incredible split while still riding her brother Amy said, "Wow, did you see how she did that? Quick, turn around; I have got to try that." As Pietro turned and she saw he was only semi-hard she said, "Wait up, I need you fully erect before I can try it, let me help." She instantly bent over and swallowed his cock whole. After several minutes of crown rimming and scrotum massaging, Amy had Pietro at full strength and instantly climbed on him, deeply impaling herself and riding to her hearts content. At one moment she jumped off and said, "wait a second we're missing something," she went to the wall, hit a switch and was back on Pietro in seconds, the bed now vibrating at a steady and pleasant rate. The TV, which had by now gone completely forgotten, showed the Mistress talking to a ten year old Amy and trying to focus her attention on the cunt licking she wanted, "What," the Mistress said, "are you interested in his cock more than on me?" The young Amy's eyes kept wavering to her older brothers erect cock, "you want to be riding him rather than pleasuring your mistress? Well let me tell you my girl, you're attention will stay on me, and no cock will draw it away!" In the present, the grown Amy continued riding Pietro's cock happily, oblivious of any other sound in the room but that of Pietro's cock sloshing in and out of her hungry cunt, and that of her own moans of joy and delight. *** Around two hours later, Amy found herself on the bottom of a 69 cleaning Pietro's cock as he cleaned her off from her seventh or eighth powerful orgasm, with an uncountable number of minor ones in the middle. Deciding it was time to start bringing the joyous session to a rest, Pietro jumped off of Amy and going to the bed's control switch turned it off. He returned, however, to the bed and pulled Amy on to him one last time, inserting his semi-hard cock (the result of Amy's sucking) into her still wet cunt one last time. Amy leaned down lovingly and they kissed passionately for several minutes. After finally breaking the kiss Amy said, "You know, if we don't make an effort to really stop, neither of us is going to get any work done today." "Maybe we need a break for a day," Pietro said smiling and kissing her some more. "You know," Amy said again, "you think that after this incredible fuck session we can just start going up to each other and saying, 'fuck me!' without needing to find some lame excuse?" "To tell you the truth," Pietro said, "trying to think of some worthwhile excuse to fuck you has been part of the fun." "Yeah," Amy admitted, "but it's getting a little old trying to think up new excuses when we could just be fucking any time we want." "Actually fucking any time we want doesn't really work with me," Pietro said. A little hurt Amy said, "why not!?!" "Because," Pietro said, leaning up and kissing her once more, "if I could truly fuck you whenever I wanted, my cock would never leave that beautiful hairless pussy of yours, and no work would ever be done around here." Amy looked at him lovingly and said, "You know, it is way too early for either of us to say anything like, 'I love you', but can I say Pietro that I very, very much like you?" "That you can," Pietro said again kissing her, and feeling that his cock had once more grown to its full size within her cunt, he started once more pumping in and out of her, "and may I say Amy, that I very, very much like you?" "Your cock sure likes me," Amy said smiling, "he hardly rests before he's full of energy again." After several more minutes of sucking each others tongues Amy said, "and as for my cunt, now she can freely say that she is in love with your cock, and if it were up to her, Pietro Jr. would never step outside her again." Realizing that things were suddenly getting a little more intimate than either of them could possibly be ready for, Pietro changed to some casual conversation as he continued this slow final fuck. "So now that you have found this place, what do you intend to do with it?" "I'm giving it to Hannah," Amy said with no doubt in her mind. This answer surprised Pietro and he said, "but I thought you'd been searching for this place for some time, now that you've found it you are simply giving it away?" "The treasure I've been looking for is right on top of the TV, and once I get Hannah to transfer them to DVD I won't have to worry about them getting damaged. Hannah will feel right at home here, both her dominating and her submissive sides." "And the Master and Mistress Anderson, won't they have a say what happens to this area?" Pietro said a little disapproving. "Stan brought a house with a basement, a first floor and a second floor from me. As far as I see it, this extra floor is mine to do with as I see fit. I will, however, give Hannah two conditions when I pass ownership to her, the first being that she not immediately exhibit this area to the world, she'll want to tell Lana and Ana of course, and I bet she's dying to bring Ron to the torture room for a roles reversed replay of the other day, but for now that's enough. One of the things Mom most loved about this place was that it was her secret sanctuary of which no one knew the entrance." "And the second condition," Pietro asked curiously as he felt Amy starting to cum again. Amy was just able to say, "That at least once a month she brings my mother back to life like she did the other night." That's the last thing she was able to say for the next half-an-hour as she was suddenly lost in a G-spot orgasm and in heaven. Chapter Fifteen – Rare Gusher Ana, Hannah and Lana were in bed talking about the events of the recent days. Their birthday was now three days away and they were trying to figure out what birthday event could possibly be more exciting or welcomed than Ana's finding Patty, Lana's day of detention with Dr. Lewis or Hannah's (still un- admitted) journey into the dark side. Ana pulled something out from under her pillow and looked it over. "Are you still keeping your test results under your pillow," Lana asked rolling her eyes at her, "not even I was that excited to learn I was totally clean." "I know, it's just that—" "—you see it as your ticket to being with Patty for the rest of your life." Lana said, having heard the statement several times already. "It is good to know we are all totally clean," Hannah said, "now all we have to do is stay that way." "Yeah, it's easy for either of you to say. We're only 16, well in a few days anyway," Lana added quickly, "and you two already think you have the rest of your lives planned out." "Well," Ana said, "I do, I'll finish high school, go to college and one day marry Patty. I figure by then it will be as normal and accepted as marrying a guy. In between then I'll keep clean by just fucking my totally clean family and while here in high school the Wilson's." "Sounds like a good plan to me," Hannah said, "it also sounds exactly like my plan except that it will be my master I eventually marry, even if he is my brother." "Well I think it's silly to be thinking of the one love of your life at this age," Lana said, "I have to find a way to meet Randy's challenge, find a way to have all the sex I want but still guarantee that I can stay clean." "So you're saying you haven't met that special someone yet," Hannah asked with a glow in her eyes. Ana suddenly pulled Lana on top of her and as their boobs and cunts rubbed together, she kissed her for some time, when she finally released her, Lana looked blissful. "What was all that about," Lana asked. "I was just wondering if there isn't something you've been neglecting to tell me, little sister," Ana said. "What, because I tell you I love you every day," Lana brought her hands up and squeezed and rubbed both of Ana's boobs at once. "I was just wondering if you have found your true love and just haven't admitted it yet?" Hannah looked over interested, wondering what she's been missing. "What are you talking about," Lana asked. "Come on," Ana said, "when you finally come out like I have you get a deeper understanding of your surroundings, of the people circling you and," she said smiling and looking deep into Lana's eyes, "especially of the people like you.' "I'm still not following you, Sis," Lana said in a confused voice, but her eyes were twinkling and smiling. "I've notice the looks you and Katrina keep giving each other, and how you hardly want to be with anyone but each other when we're together, if you two aren't in love, then you are in very, very serious like with each one another." "I don't deny that Katrina and I have grown into something more than the best friend's relationship I had originally planned for us," Lana said, taking a few minutes to tongue Ana aggressively. "You and Katrina are in love," Hannah said shocked. "but doesn't that mean that the two of you are—" she threw Ana a cautious look not wanting to say anything that might insult either of her sisters, "well, you know." "No it doesn't," Lana said looking deep into Ana's eyes as she said this, "Katrina and I are bi-, truly bi-, unlike the two of you." "What do you mean, Sis," Ana said, "I spent two weeks doing nothing but reminding myself I'm truly bi-" "The two of you are bi- in merely a sexual pleasure sense, meaning you can get just as much pleasure from either a cock or a cunt. You both, however, have preferences about which of the two you would eventually like to walk down the aisle with. Katrina and I are beyond that, we may be in love with each other, but Katrina is also very much in love with Don, though he's been pulling away from her lately." "I'm not surprised," Hannah said, "sounds like she's a bit confused to me." "Well, I haven't told him (I doubt I have to tell him anything) but I think I'm in love with Randy," Lana said dreamily. Ana gave Lana a disapproving look and said, "I don't know about him." "What," Lana asked a little cross. "Lana, I admit he's an incredible person, and from the way Hannah still talks about the mini-orgasm she almost had when he was just drawing her blood, I can only imagine he's an incredible lover, but come on Lana, he had you help him perform sex on a critically ill patient and on an 11 year old girl, that last one is still considered child abuse by the way." "First of all this critically ill patient you're talking about is his sister and they'd been having a relationship since junior high school, just like us I might add. I think it's fantastic that in her condition he still takes the time to pleasure her when he can. We were never in any danger because we were well protected, and she was so happy, especially that I was there. She obviously liked it both ways also. "As for the girl you call a child, Lizzy was no child, she was a professional prostitute with the face of an adolescent, like us at her age, only she is way beyond any level we were in at that age. I noticed that the second she stripped and opened her legs in that 'come and get me' manner. Lizzy was probably around 3 or 4 the last time you could seriously say anybody abused her. You should have heard her when Randy cut the examination short, 'but doctor, you haven't taken my vaginal temperature yet'." "Vaginal temperature," Hannah said smiling, "you're kidding, kids today still use that as a code for, "stick it in me and fuck away'. I don't think I've used it since I was ten." "And would you say anybody ever abused us," Lana asked Hannah but looking deep into Ana's eyes. Ana is the one that answered saying with a sigh and a smile, "Never as much as we abused them." "And never as much as we would have liked," Hannah added, also smiling. "Anyway," Lana said, "my final point is even if I do end up having a true full-blown romance with either Katrina or Randy, I in no way plan to plot the rest of my life's course around it." "Well we can at least plan our 16th birthday around our present loves can't we," Hannah asked. Lana moved over on top of Hannah and started kissing her passionately too. After a while she took time to answer and said, "Yeah, I guess you can do that, though it would leave me in a bad place." "Why do you say that Lana," Ana said leaning over and kissing first Hannah then Lana's face. "Because unlike you two who would know exactly who to plan the day around, I'd still have to make a choice between Randy and Katrina." Smiling, she kissed Hannah again and letting her hand drop, found Ana's wet hole and sticking two fingers in started massaging Ana's G- spot while with her thumb she rubbed Ana's clit. "Maybe I can talk the two of them into a threesome!" She suddenly said excitedly. Ana gave a content sigh and said, "Can't we just spend the rest of our lives together like this?" Hannah and Lana both giggled and started once more to let their tongues dance together. *** The next day was a pretty regular day in the lives of the Andersons, but Lana was still brooding a little and upset that she had not yet found a decent solution to a question Dr. Lewis had put before her when she said she didn't want to limit her sex life to just the same people for the rest of eternity. "Well," he said, "just show me a descent plan that allows you all the multiple partners you would like and still guarantees that you will stay one hundred percent clean and you have my blessing." *** By the end of the seventh period, Lana looked like she wanted to bite someone. The boys weren't sure what was wrong, but Hannah and Ana warned them to tread cautiously, "her PMS may be gone, but her crabbiness usually lingers an extra day or two—"Ana whispered to John and Ron. "And she's off the Midol," Hannah added, "she isn't very calm." "Well I'm sure we could calm her down," Ron said smiling. Giving him a scared look Hannah said, 'Forgive me Master, but believe me when I tell you, you would not want to suggest anything like that to her right now." "Yeah," Ana said, "not unless you'd like to know what it feels like to be castrated with someone's molars. Believe me, if she wants calming, she'll take it whether you want to give it to her or not." Lana walked past the corridor that leads to the exit and Hannah called, "Lana, you're going the wrong way." Lana turned and gave her a 'tell me something like that again and next time our tongues dance I'll bite it off' look and Hannah backed away squeamishly. "You all go ahead," Lana said, "I'm going to see Randy, I'll get him to take me home!" "I get the feeling she's going to take some calming medicine," Ron said grimly. "Yeah," Hannah said, shedding some tears, "poor Dr. Lewis." Ron wiped away her tears and said, "I thought it was over?" "Hannah is the last one to start," Ana explained, "so she'll always be a day or two behind us in recovery." "Oh,' Ron said giving Hannah a quick kiss on the lips. "Hey," John said, "cool it. We're still in the school hallway you know!" *** Lana walked into the Sex Ed. classroom and seeing Dr. Lewis sitting at his desk grading papers, locked the door and closed the window blind; Lana then stripped and walked around the desk. "Say a single word and you will feel sorry," she said fishing his cock out of his pants and inhaling it into her mouth. Dr. Lewis, of course, knew better than to try to argue with her and just attempted to concentrate on marking the papers before him. Apparently 75% of the class had already completed the simple assignment given them, in hopes of not having to do much more in his class for its duration. When Lana had Dr. Lewis' cock good and ready, she leapt on the chair with him, put her cell phone on the table, and directing his cock into her cunt said, "I'm your T. A. remember, I should be marking those papers. You concentrate on keeping me calm!" Dr. Lewis gave a small laugh and giving a shrug started kissing Lana's neck, ears and even the top of her head, knowing these all to be a few of a woman's erogenous zones. In no time at all Lana was feeling much calmer and was looking over the papers on the doctor's desk. "This is sad," Lana said as she unconsciously started separating the papers into two piles. "What's wrong," the doctor asked. "It's just, look at the size of this 'can't be fucked' pile compared to this 'one hundred percent fuckable' pile. There have to be more than two infected students to every totally clean one. It's not all HIV or AIDS, look at this, syphilis, gonorrhea, hepatitis." Dr. Lewis continued pumping Lana's cunt, and had moved his hands to her breasts where he was drawing circles around her entire breasts this included underneath them which, he knew, being on of a females most sensitive parts, was often ignored. "You know," Dr. Lewis said, "as my T.A. I trust you not to say anything to anyone about who is in that 'can't be fucked' pile as you call it." "Shouldn't someone be warned," Lana said, "I mean look at these three," she held up some papers. "I so wanted to fuck them last week and her," she said holding up another one. "I saw her leaking cunt juice in the girls bathroom the other day and I almost licked the bowl when she left, to taste some, but that seemed a bit extreme even for me so I was hatching a plot to slowly seduce her later this year," she started getting upset again. Dr. Lewis kissed Lana's neck a few more times and his hand had traveled down to her belly button and was drawing little circles around it, in the meantime, he made sure his penis rubbed strongly against Lana's G- spot with every single pump he took. Feeling blissful again, Lana started making a list, writing down the names of every student, (male and female), in the '100% Fuckable pile' this pile of 15 students also included herself, her brothers, and sisters and Debbie Wilson. The other eight, totally clean students were: Henry and Martha Wise, Louise Carson, Jerry Clinton, Harry Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie Styles. Lana knew why Henry, Martha, Jerry, Harry and Jennifer sounded familiar, they had all been involved in some way with the end of vacation bash they had given; however, she wondered why the names, Carson, Jacobs and Styles all sounded familiar too. Suddenly, Lana felt Dr. Lewis' finger and thumb, which by now had moved down to start drawing circles around her swollen clit tighten as he rapidly rubbed and put pressure on her G-spot, Lana felt a little strange she suddenly felt like she was going to—" "Oh my God," she said loudly, "I'm going to take a piss and I can't control it!" Before she knew it, she was ejaculating buckets and buckets of a clear white liquid and when she realized it wasn't piss, she suddenly started to shake and shake violently as Dr. Lewis continued stimulating her G- spot, Lana was faintly aware of his having abandoned her clit to grab something. "Oh God," she thought before not being able to think any more, "this is more than calm, this is heaven!" *** Lana opened her eyes slowly, wondering where she was, she knew where she had been, she had been in bliss, Shangri-La, Valhara and Heaven all at once. But now she was forced to come back here, wherever here was. She looked around and thought for a second that she was locked in a box, "a coffin," she thought, "oh my God, I really did die, the pleasure was just too much for me to handle!" She then turned her head and saw the legs of someone in dungarees and sneakers sitting on a chair above, "oh no, there's someone here and I'm Naked!" She put her hand on her stomach and feeling the fabric of her blouse said, "Wait a minute, I'm not naked," fully clothed, feeling under her skirt she thought sadly, "and completely wiped clean, no one will ever believe me when I tell them." Moving a bit she said out loud, "excuse me, hello." "Lana, you're back in our world. A lot calmer too I trust. I hope you're not mad that I stored you under the desk, but I knew it would be a while before you worked yourself back from a G-spot orgasm of that magnitude, especially," Dr. Lewis added, "one accompanied by such an impressive if not incredible female ejaculation. The door is still locked but I couldn't risk a maintenance or custodial worker coming in and finding you passed out and naked on the top of my desk, so I cleaned you up, dressed you and kept you out of site." "Randy, what happened to your clothes?" Lana said, finally finding the strength to get up. "Only about a quart of female ejaculation liquids and a gallon of cunt juice," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "luckily I always keep this set of casual wear here at all times." Lana suddenly jumped on his lap and started kissing him passionately and furiously, when she came up for breath she said, "I ejaculated? I don't believe it. How will I get anyone else to believe it if I can't believe it myself? Why hadn't I ever done it before? Can we do it again?" "Whoa girl, slow down. First of all a female ejaculation is a very rare thing, so don't be surprised, or—" he said leaning over and kissing her gently on the lips, "—disappointed if you never do it again, 99% of the women never experience it once, so you are now way ahead of them all." "I still wish I could have had some evidence for when I tell Hannah and Ana, they are so going to think I'm making it up." "Maybe this will help," he said passing Lana her cell phone from his desk. "Replay the last video capture." Doing so Lana saw herself yelling she was about to piss and the camera then focused down and captured the first few spurts of Lana's tremendous ejaculation. "I recognized the signs just before you blew and since this was right on the desk I readied it with my free hand." "Why didn't you get the whole thing?" Lana asked, both grateful and disappointed at the same time. Reaching in his shirt pocket he said, "Because I wanted to get this as well." He passed her a small test tube full of ejaculation fluid. "This is for you, I hope you don't mind but I kept a nice sample of it myself. With a female ejaculation being such a rare thing, it's every sexologist's dream to be able to have a sample to analyze." Leaning up and deeply kissing him again Lana said, "Have I told you I love you?" "Several times at my house the other night, yes; But you also love your friend Katrina Wilson." "And I can't love you both in exactly the same way," Lana said in no way denying the doctor's words. "Actually Lana," the doctor said, "a true bi- is a very rare thing." "As rare as a female ejaculation," Lana asked smiling. "Yes," Dr. Lewis said smiling back at her, "exactly as rare." Chapter Sixteen – Pajama Party Dr. Lewis dropped Lana off at her house an hour later and Lana instantly grabbed her sisters by the arm and pulled them up to her room. "Well," Hannah said, "you definitely look a bit happier than when we last saw you." "What's up Lana," Ana said smiling, "you have that 'I've got a secret' look about you." "Do you two love me," Lana said. "What kind of a question is that," Ana asked. "Of course we love you," Hannah said, "why wouldn't we love you?" "Because in a few minutes the two of you are going to be so jealous of me for life that you'll end up hating the thought of me and probably never speak to me again." "Oh my God," Ana said excited, "Lana, you did it, you're pregnant!" "Not only pregnant," Hannah said, "pregnant with triplets just like Mom was at her age!" "That's what you get for having sex with and obstetrician," Ana said smiling. Lana was looking at the two in a very 'if these two don't shut up I won't be responsible for what I do' way and they fell silent. "Okay," Ana said, "so you're not pregnant, so what is it already?" Lana reached in her pocket and pulled out the tube of liquid. "Look at this," she said holding it our proudly. The two of them looked at the tube and then to each other and shrugged. "Well," Lana said, "aren't you going to at least congratulate me?" "Because you have a tube of water," Hannah said doubtfully. "THAT IS NOT WATER!" Lana screamed, and then controlling herself said more calmly, "It's female ejaculation fluid!" "Female ejaculation fluid," Ana said staring at the tube again, "you're joking!" "Of course she's joking, it can't possibly be true," Hannah said. "Oh no," Lana said smiling, taking out her cell phone and pressing some controls, "Hannah, I just sent you an email, can you put it on the big screen for us to watch?" Hannah went over to their computer and quickly retrieving Lana's mail saw there was a video file attached and clicked it. "Oh my God, I'm going to take a piss and I can't control it!" They heard Lana scream as her face appeared on the screen, they then saw the camera pan down and immediately floods of clear white liquid start spouting from her pee hole, the feed was cut off just as she was beginning what was obviously to be a massive orgasm. Lana turned to see her sisters wide-eyed, awe-struck and just plain paralyzed with envy. "Oh my God," Ana finally said, "Lana, I hate you!" "Yeah," Lana said smiling, "I thought you might say that." Hannah started crying like crazy, "Lana, that was incredible; why can't something like that happen to me?" Lana hugged her and said, "Don't worry, Honey, I doubt it would even have happened to me if it wasn't for the fact that I was doing a professional sexologist as the time." "Hey," Ana said suddenly, "how about we send that clip to the boys. It will drive them crazy to see what a real sex expert can make a girl do." "Are they in their room?" Lana asked grinning. "Yeah, they were working on that Social Studies report together," Hannah said. "You mean the one we turned in 3 days ago," Lana asked. "That's the one," Ana said. "Hannah," Lana said, "send them and email: Subject: 'Look What Happened To Me'. In the body write one line, 'Bet none of you can get a girl to do this'. Attach the file, then get in bed and get ready to be fucked like crazy when they burst in and try to get us to ejaculate for them." As expected, the boys busted through the bathroom door 5 minutes later and each one jumped on one of the girls and started fucking like mad, because the video file they had just seen had gotten them so horny that they just had to try to get a girl to do that right then and there! They fucked the girls silly for the next 2 hours, they gave them some incredible orgasms, but sadly, they couldn't get single one of them to ejaculate. *** After the two hours, Ron, who for once was not with Hannah, said to Lana, "Okay, I give up, how did he do it, how did he get you to ejaculate like that?" "I have to say, Lana," John said, "that was the all time hottest thing I have ever seen." He pumped his cock into Hannah a few more times and said, "If I could get Debbie to do that, I doubt she'd ever even think of leaving me." "I don't think she even thinks of leaving you without you getting her to do that," Lana said, "Katrina tells me she's sick and tired of hearing your name, since Debbie won't talk about anything else." "When Katrina sees that video," Don said, "It will be the final end of her and me. She already considers the orgasms I give her mediocre at best." Don said this smiling and gave Ana, who was laying on top of him a kiss. "You don't sound too unhappy with the thought of her dropping you," Ana said. "Well," Don said, "I've been trying to think of a nice way to drop her for a while. I mean she's in love with Lana and she's not ashamed to admit it. What then is she doing with me? I've just been giving her an opportunity to do it first." "Well," Ana said, "after she sees what Dr. Lewis got Lana to do I think she'll consider her chances of winning Lana's permanent affections highly depleted, so don't expect her to give up on you any time soon." "You thing," Don said with a look of dread on his face. "What's wrong with you," Ana said, "I thought knowing that Katrina probably isn't about to dump you would make you happy?" "It's nothing," Don said, "really." He turned Ana around so that she too was staring at the ceiling. Reinserting his cock in her pussy, he started drawing circles on her breasts with one hand and circles around her clit with the other. As he squeezed her breast he asked, "Ana, what's it like being in love with Patty? Does it ever seem too confusing?" Without removing Don's cock from her cunt, she once more turned around to face him. "Well," she said, "you know how confused and upset I was in the beginning, but once I accepted it was real and most important of all that it made me happy, I was fine." Hearing what they were saying, Lana looked up from the 69 position she was now in with Ron and said, "That's how it is with Katrina and me, you're never happier than when you accept the truth. You know, Randy told me that first day I was with him that either you or John would be coming out soon. When I told him that night that John was very happy with Debbie, but that you were having problems with Katrina because she liked me as well, he asked me if you spent a lot of time with Ana when we got together." "Well what does that mean," Don said, "I really like Ana, it's not that I like her more that you or Hannah, it's just that we have a special sort bond." "That's what he said when I told him that you and Ana almost always paired up with each other lately; he said that it was final then. You were in love with a guy and since you were relating so much with Ana at the moment, you were looking to her for comfort and understanding of yourself." "You know, I'm really starting to dislike your Dr. Lewis," Don said. Ana was looking in Don's eyes and said, "so it's true, you're in love with a guy?" Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Don. Don pulled out of Ana's cunt and pulled her up so he could position her in a kneeling position over his mouth. Before digging in he said, "maybe, but don't worry, because no matter what else happens, I don't plan on forgetting how to enjoy a juicy cunt," and he dug right in. The others giggled and Lana saw their mood as perfect to spring her news, "We're having a little party for our birthday by the way." "What," Ron said, from around her cunt, "another one?" "No, it's nothing like that monster bash we had at the end of vacation," Lana assured them. "This is going to be a two day sleep-over—" "A pajama party!" Hannah said excitedly. "—well if I get my way," Lana said smiling, "no one will be wearing any pajamas. Anyway, it will have a limited, by invitation only, guest list. Besides the Wilson kids, I have 8 other people selected to invite." Lana said. "So are you going to tell us what you are really up to," John asked suspiciously. "It's about meeting a challenge," Lana said, "it's amazing how clearly you can think when you are truly calm, you can really start to see what is in front of your eyes." *** Triplet X Love Times 2 would like to invite you to attend a two night sleep over to be held at the bands studio. The party will begin on the evening of Friday the 13th and conclude in the afternoon of Sunday the 15th. This is a by invitation only affair and to enter you must present your letters at the door, 1 letter per guest. We apologize if, in families with multiple children, not all have received an invitation, but limited space has forced the selection of the desired guest be made in a random lottery style. NOTE: Triplet X Love Times 2 does not promote the use of alcohol, drugs, or cigarettes so none of these are allowed. Your hosts, however, will be completely open to fill all your other desired needs, in every possible way, and should you accept cumming, we guarantee you a blissful and happy two days. FINAL NOTE: Should your parents have any doubts about letting you attend, they can contact Mr. Stanley Anderson and Mrs. Laura Anderson for reassurance. *** Eight copies of the above letter, with full contact information were sent by express mail to: Henry Wise, Martha Wise, Louise Carson, Jerry Clinton, Henry Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie Styles; and pretty much by return mail, confirmation of the acceptance of the invitations arrived. "Okay," John said, "so everyone is coming, and hopefully everyone will be cumming," he added smiling as he helped place a few more mattresses that had been rented for the weekend in a corner of the studio. That corner had been converted into a giant bed. "However," John continued, "you have still not told us your real plans." "Our plans for the first part of the party are to fuck everyone silly and make them never want to separate from us," Lana said, "if everything works, on Sunday we'll be having a very special meeting." Don came in carrying some DVDs and said, Hannah gave me a copy of those Mistress videos, these should get some action started, and if not," he pulled out another video disk and said, "there's always this." "What's that?" Lana said, curiously. "A hot little number titled a 'Rare Gusher'," Don said winking and quickly moved away. Hannah, Ana, Debbie and Katrina entered with several bags of party favors and placed them on a table. "What did you get," Lana asked. "Oh the usual," Katrina said, "Pretzels, potato chips, corn chips, condoms, dildos, anal beads, a couple of strap-ons, some—" "Okay," Lana said, "that's enough, I get the picture, you got you usual." "Shouldn't we test the stuff first," Katrina asked smiling mischievously. "Sweetie, we are going to get together so much during this sleep-over that we'll want to take a one month vacation from each other when it's over, but for now," Lana said, "let's just finish getting the place ready." Ron and Jason came in with a few bags also, "Some party games," Ron said, "to liven things up if they slow down." "Great," Lana said, "Hannah, I just need those signs I asked you to print up." "They're on the computer desk, Lana, right next to you" "Oh," Lana said, spotting them and picking them up. She studied the three large signs: NO CLOTHES ALLOWED PAST THIS DOOR PLACE ALL CLOTHES HERE IF YOU ENTER THIS DOOR YOU ARE EXPECTED TO PARTICIPATE IN ALL PARTY ACTIVITIES "Great," Lana said again, "I'll go hang them on the front door and on that wardrobe we left next to it." "What time is it," Debbie asked nervously. "It's around 5," John said putting his hands around her shoulders, "I think everything is pretty ready here, why don't we check out how comfortable those mattresses in the corner really are?" "John," Debbie said worried, "I have to tell you that I still don't know if I'll be able to do this. Being with your family is one thing, but being with a whole lot of other people is really different to me. I'm just not Katrina!" "I know you'll be fine honey. Just focus on the pleasure and not on whose giving it to you." As he said this he lay her down and fucked her to a couple of soothing orgasms to calm her down. It was 6:30 when the first guests arrived at the house. Amy and Pietro were ordered to be well clothed and orderly to receive all guests at the door and gather them in the family room. Stan and Laura were to be there too, to greet any parents that might want a last minute chat with them. When all guests had arrived and the few parents that chose to escort their kids in were gotten rid of, Amy and Pietro led the eight guests to the garage studio. They were pointed toward the back door and informed they were to read all the signs first. Amy and Pietro then returned to the house. "I don't get it," Louise Carson said, "Why didn't the Anderson kids meet us themselves immediately. "Maybe they're not dressed in the proper clothes to greet people," Jerry Clinton said reading a sign and pointing it out to the others. "'No clothes allowed past this door'," Martha Wise read, "what does that mean?" "What do you think it means, Sis," Henry said, pointing out the wardrobe by the door, "Place all clothing here," shrugging he started stripping and putting away his clothes. "Henry!" Martha said, "Mom and Dad would kill you!" "No one is going to tell them, now if you want to come with me Sis, follow the rules; we agreed when we accepted the invitation that we knew exactly what they were saying when they non-accidentally misspelled certain words." As Martha nervously started to strip, the other guests followed the Wise twins lead. Before knocking Annie Styles asked, "Just out of curiosity, anyone know what these party activities we'll be expected to participate in involve?" "Who cares," Jennifer said, "I've been dying to CUM here since I got the letter. Now knock already." When Annie knocked, Katrina was waiting to open the door. Nervously they all stepped in. *** "I want to thank you all for coming," Lana said, "and I want to thank you in advance for the cumming you'll be doing in these two days of fucking fun," Lana said. "I want to direct your attention to the four tables at the end of the room, we have the snack table, the beverage table, the 'toy' table and the helpful info table where you can find information to help make your stay here a little more enjoyable." "Excuse me," Harry Fuller said, "but what type of information are we talking about exactly?" "Well," Lana said, "we have charts of both the male and female most relevant parts. A list of a woman's 17 erogenous zones and how best to stimulated them, also of course a list of the 10 erogenous zones on a male; we have diagramed charts of the most pleasurable positions, articles on proper foreplay, intercourse, cunningulus, analingulus, an so forth. You'd be amazed to know how much more pleasurable and experience can be when you actually understand what you're doing." "Actually I'm already amazed," Jerry Clinton said looking over Lana's naked body. "Anyway," Lana said, "everything here is self-service when it comes to anything on the tables. When it comes to any activity, please don't stay by yourself. Try always to be with someone, and don't stay with just the same person or persons, mingle and mix. We do have condoms on the toys table, but they are absolutely unnecessary here." "What do you mean unnecessary?" Louise Carson questioned seriously. "If you haven't figured it out already," Lana said, "now speaking as much to her brothers and sisters and the Wilson kids as to the other guests, "with the exception of Katrina and Jason Wilson, everyone in here is in Dr. Lewis' Sex Ed. class this trimester and all of you have completed your special project of which, as class T.A. I know the results of. "Everyone in this room is 100% clean and safe to fuck with no need to worry about protection. If anyone is worried or doubtful, I have copies of the documentation, but you can all take it from me, everybody in this room is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT FUCKABLE and you can, with no worries, enjoy every last inch of each other." Smiling she then added, "and sex is never more enjoyable than when you know it is truly safe sex." *** Around 20 minutes into the party Triplet X Love Times 2 played a few songs, and encouraged the naked guests to get together and dance a bit, by the end of the set, there wasn't a single non-erect cock nor non-hard nipple in the studio. "We now invite everyone to take a seat in front of the big screen while we watch 1 or 2 home clips," Lana said, "We suggest you all stop by the toys table and grab a little something to entertain yourself with while watching the movie." Everyone passed by the toys table and grabbed something from among the many selections of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, anal beads, male massagers etc. and took a seat to enjoy a movie. To Hannah's horror, because she didn't even know how John got a copy, let alone a digital copy, the first movie he put on was 'The Mistress of Pain and the Dominating Submissive'. It, however, turned out to be a perfect choice to start getting the guests extra hot and super-horny. By the time the movie finished, Henry Wise, Jerry Clinton and Jason Wilson all had a girl, Louise Carson, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie Styles respectively, sitting on their lap and they were pumping away at their cunts as they enjoyed the movie. John then put on the DVD of Triplet X Love Times 2 first unofficial music video; it had the group singing, "American Pie" at their first concert on the beach, and was filled with scenes of the Anderson kids and other family members committing sexual acts throughout the house. As a final bonus John played the clip of Lana's female ejaculation, and that really pushed everyone out of their seats, literally, and onto the floor with someone. Ron was fucking Martha Wise, while her brother Henry was busy with Lana. Jennifer Ramos, who was a lesbian, pulled Ana to her and in no time had her in a 69. Henry Fuller was in the same position with Don, and Don was relieved to see that no one seemed to think it strange. Debbie had pulled Hannah between her legs, and Katrina was behind Hannah licking her ass. John finally finished working the computer and pulling Katrina away from Hannah's ass, started fucking her doggie-style. This first part of the party was definitely a big success. *** Around two hours later, when things started to slow down a bit, Ron took over the hosting and announced they'd be playing a group game. "Now I'm sure you're all expecting a nice round of 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey', but unfortunately, I lost the pieces somewhere. Instead, we'll play a simple game I like to call, 'Stick it in the Submissive'." Both Marilyn and Louise looked up, and Ron couldn't fail noticing how excited their eyes looked. "Now, we'll start with my number one slave," he said, grabbing Hannah by the arm and dragging her across the room to where he had some arm and leg restraints attached to the wall. Everyone followed and watched as Ron cuffed Hannah with her butt facing them. Grabbing a regular paddle from the toys table, as well as a string of 5 very large anal beads, he spanked Hannah two or three times to soften her up then said, "Now, the object of this game is very simple." He picked up a 7 minute timer from the table and said, "You have 7 minutes to try to insert one large bead completely in the submissive's ass, if you succeed, you win an additional 10 minutes to stick whatever you want in the bitches other hole, this can be a cock, a tongue, a dildo a fist etc. you win her cunt for 10 minutes. If you think you will not be able to get a bead in before the allowed 7 minutes, you are free to use the remaining time to tongue her cunt. You can constantly finger her throughout the process to try and relax her, and you should really also try constantly tonguing her ass." He gave her two more whacks with the paddle and said, "Who wants first shot?" Henry, Jerry and Jennifer all stepped forward enthusiastically and Ron smiling said, "Why don't we let the lady go first." Jennifer stepped up and as Ron set the timer, instantly kneeled before Hannah's butt. She started by kissing both of Hannah's ass cheeks, then she spread them apart and with one hand held them open. She then started to rim and lick Hannah's asshole. Hannah let out a moan, and Jennifer began applying pressure on her butt hole with her tongue, now that her face was between Hannah's butt cheeks, Jennifer used her now free hand to finger Hannah's pussy, relaxing her. Jenny finally broke through the resistance with her tongue and once inside took a minute to truly tongue fuck Hannah's butt lubing it well. She now brought the hand holding the string of 5 large beads to Hannah's ass, and removing her tongue quickly replaced it with a finger which she pumped deep in Hannah's ass and swirled it around and around pushing the hole of Hannah's butt more and more open. The loud moans and groans from Hannah testified to how much she was loving this, beside that though, not a sound was heard from her. Looking at the time and seeing she only had 2 minutes left, Jenny added 2 more fingers to the 1 she had constantly pumping Hannah's pussy, and removing the one in Hannah's butt, began trying to insert the large bead. By now the crowd watching was really excited, if the cocks and nipples had gone soft before the game started, by now everyone was again in full sex charge. Jenny hadn't wanted to just ram the bead into Hannah, she didn't want to cause her needless pain, but she suddenly realized that pain was exactly what Hannah needed and wanted, so she started applying more and more pressure, constantly turning and turning the bead until with a small pop and with less than a minute to go, Jenny got the bead completely in someone started to cheer. "Yes," Ron said, "We have a winner," then looking at Hannah's pain-filled and happy face he added, "two winners actually," and he smacked Hannah two more times on the ass with his paddle." "Oh yes," Hannah said, speaking for the first time, "more please, come claim your prize!" "Jenny, the cunt is totally yours for 10 minutes, what would you like to do with it?" Going to the toys table, Jenny, grabbed a strap-on with a six inch dildo and clit stimulator on the inside and a massive 12 inch by 3 inch imitation cock on the outside, putting it on and walking back to Hannah she said, "I'm going to give her what she asked for, more pain." Ron set another timer and after giving Hannah's butt two more whacks said, "Your time starts—NOW!" He activated the timer. Jennifer quickly stepped behind Hannah and positioning the massive cock head at the opening of Hannah's hole began to push in, slowly at first, but since Hannah's twat was as wet as the ocean by now, it proved to be a lot easier than Jenny thought; not wanting to cheat Hannah out of any pain, Jenny started to ram in and out, each time she went in she would go just a bit beeper, until Jenny's brunette pubic hairs were touching Hannah's sensitive ass cheeks. Jenny then started pumping full blast, she herself being driven wild by the fact that every time she rammed into Hannah the dildo in her own pussy would tilt upwards and scratch her G-spot, and the clit stimulator would constantly rub and squeeze her clit. Jennifer, who was near cumming herself, looked at the timer and saw there were only three minutes left to her prize. She pulled out of Hannah and quickly removing the strap-on, got on her knees and gluing her mouth to Hannah's cunt began swirling her tongue inside Hannah, getting all the juices around her. Without ever removing her mouth from her prize, she began to stimulate the bead in Hannah's ass by pulling a little on the string and then pushing a finger in to make sure the bead wasn't ejected, with her other hand, she began pinching and rubbing Hannah's clit. With one minute left to fully claim her prize, Jenny pinched Hannah's clit tightly and pulled hard; Hannah couldn't take the joy anymore and she let herself go, she began to flow freely, pouring a gallon of cunt juice into Jenny's eagerly waiting mouth. Jenny lapped it up and licked Hannah dry and by the time the timer buzzed the ending of Jenny's time, Hannah was ready for contestant number 2. With one bead already in her, everyone knew that no other would be as difficult as the first one had been, but it still proved to be a challenge, Henry inserted bead number 2 after four minutes of long tonguing and fingering, he then proceeded to claim his prize by fucking her, since he was near cumming already, Katrina kneeled next to them and when, after 5 minutes, Henry said he was about to cum, Katrina pulled him out of Hannah and sucked him into her mouth and drank him until he was dry. Henry then used his remaining time tongue fucking Hannah and sucking her clit. Jerry then took his turn, expecting to be able to quickly claim his prize, but with 2 beads already in Hannah's ass, getting his bead in wasn't as easy as he had expected and he almost ran out of time before he did it. He then enjoyed a good fucking of Hannah so much, that he almost forgot he wasn't suppose to cum in her, he pulled out just as he was starting to explode and covered Hannah's cunt, and rear in hot cream. Lana cleaned up his cock while Ana cleaned up Hannah and got her ready for the 4th contestant.' Ron gave Hannah's ass a few whacks as it was decided who should go next, Annie Styles was finally given the privilege, and getting the fourth bead in proved so difficult that she almost decided to forfeit and just give Hannah a quick cunt sucking, the crowd however encouraged her to try and she continued forward and to loud applause finally inserted bead number 4. Going over to the toys table she picked up a small vibrator ball with wrist extension, a fanny slapper, butt plug vibrator, a regular vibrator and a very large graduated dildo. Tying the wrist extension of the vibrator ball to Hannah's wrist she said evilly, "Hold onto that dear, you wouldn't want to lose it." She then turned on the vibrator and stuck it deep in Hannah's twat. She then stuck the butt plug vibrator in her own ass and the regular vibrator in her twat. She then proceeded to use her prize time to alternate between slapping Hannah's twat, perineum (the area between the twat and butt hole) and ass (all erogenous zones of a woman), and ramming the graduated dildo forcefully in and out of Hannah's twat, obviously relishing Hannah's screams of pain and erotic joy. Hannah was in ecstasy. "This one has the makings of a true master, no doubt about it," Ron thought. He then looked over at the looks of excitement and almost divine reverence on Louise and Marilyn and thought, "and we have some candidates for her first slave, if I don't just decide to keep them all myself." By the time Annie was finished with her, Hannah looked near death, and there were some worried looks now as well as looks of joy and excitement. Ron went over to Hannah, as he had after every person's turn, and looked her in the eye waiting for her to say something; she smiled at him and said feebly, "More, please, give me more!" Ron nodded and called Martha Wise forward. Now, prior to this night, Martha had only had one sexual experience in her entire life, and she hadn't truly enjoyed it. However, after the first fucking that night (given to her by Ron), she knew that she was now hooked on sex for life and she wanted to, no, needed to experience it from all sides. She couldn't believe how excited she had been, how wet she had gotten, watching Annie's incredible mistreatment of Hannah, she knew she wanted to be Hannah's master for a while, to enjoy giving Hannah pain and pleasure at once. On the other hand, she also knew that she couldn't wait to be Hannah, just hanging there with that look of blissful pain and ecstasy, begging for more. No one seriously thought Martha would be able to get the final 5th bead into Hannah's so small looking rectum. Martha, however, was determined to succeed, and after six and a half minutes of more furious tonguing, fingering and enlarging of Hannah's hole, in almost the very last second, she got the bead in and once more everyone cheered and applauded like crazy. Ron threw Hannah another look and waited to see if she said anything, she only moaned in pain and joy and finally said, "it's time for her to claim her prize." Ron looked deep in her eyes as if asking, "Are you sure?" Hannah giving a weak nod said, "Do it please, do it now!" Ron nodded and looking at Martha said, "She's all yours!" Martha had no idea what to do with her prize; going over to the toy table she saw a strap-on similar to the one Jenny had used, except, that the dildo that went into her own pussy was as large as the monster imitation cock on the outside. The clit stimulator on this one could also be set to constantly vibrate. Martha shrugged and started by grabbing this, and, after slowly inserting the inner dildo into her pussy, secured the strap-on to her body, Katrina and Lana helped her tighten it around her body. Throwing the table another look for anything else she could use, she grabbed two nipple clamps, a vibrating clit clamp, an anal vibrator (which she inserted in her own ass) and a whip. Going over to Hannah's limp body, she took a second to look into Hannah's eyes, Martha's eyes saying, "your absolutely sure?" Hannah looked back at Martha and said, "Your 10 minutes are about to start; enjoy them, I know I will." Smiling, Martha proceeded to put a nipple clamp on each of Hannah's nipples, making extra sure they hurt. Martha then placed the vibrating clit clamp on Hannah's over-swollen, over sensitive clit. Hannah had a small orgasm from just this action. Martha then whipped Hannah's butt, back and legs with the whip, feeling joy and excitement beyond belief every time she made Hannah scream. "Scream for me BITCH!" Martha yelled loudly, "tell me what you want. Do you want me to stop or do you want me to shove this giant dildo up your pussy!" WHIP! WHIP! WHIP! "Talk to me now," WHIP! "What do you want?" WHIP! Hannah looked at her feebly and said, "Fuck me, please fuck me. My cunt needs more!" Martha got into position behind Hannah and ramming the faux cock into Hannah with no thought whatsoever of giving Hannah a little adjustment time, instantly connected her pubic hairs to Hannah's pained and untouchable rear. Martha began fucking Hannah violently, loving at times bringing the fake cock almost completely out of Hannah's cunt, just to quickly and forcefully ram it back all the way in. When Martha's 10 minutes were up, Martha was still yelling, "Take this bitch! Do you like it Whore? Well it doesn't really matter if you like it or not, I won this cunt and it's mine to do with what I want! As I enjoy! What you want or like is irrelevant!" "Umm, Martha," Ron said, "your time is up. This cunt is no longer yours." Martha threw Ron a look that said, "How dare you tell me she's not mine!" and Ron thought, "Wow, who would have thought, she seems like such a sweet girl." Then he remembered Lana's dark side and thought, "I better bring her back gently or she may never want to give Hannah back to me." "Martha," Ron said calmly, "have you noticed that beautiful collar Hannah is wearing?" He smiled at her gently and with his eyes led hers to the collar. "I was wondering, can you please read me what it says?" Martha, who was still deep inside Hannah and right against her back put her hand on Hannah's collar and turned it until she could read the inscription on the license, "Hannah Property of Ronald Anderson." Martha almost cried, not out of quilt for what she had done, but from true pain at the realization that Hannah wasn't hers to treat this way whenever she wanted." When she had finally pulled out Martha grabbed Jenny and led her to the mattresses without a word; Jenny didn't normally let herself be led around, but she recognized that Martha's eyes were saying, "I don't want to stop fucking, I need a cunt now!" and since Jenny was dying for another good fucking, why not? Martha, by the way, had chosen Jenny because she had come to another realization while collecting her prize, not only did she love and need to be the one dominating the action, she loved and needed to fuck cunts. She very much had liked being fucked by a guys cock, but fucking a girl's cunt was the ultimate for her. She finally understood why the one sexual experience she had had before this night was nothing to talk about, there had been no wet dripping naked beautiful cunts around giving off their wonderful aroma to inspire her! That night it had just been her and a cock, nothing worth thinking about. In the meantime, Ron had gone over to Hannah and waiting to see what she said heard her whisper, "The Mistress has a headache." The others, her brothers and sisters included, wondered what that meant; Ron, however, nodded to Hannah got on his hands and knees and gluing his own mouth to Hannah's pussy, grabbed the long string hanging from Hannah's ass. Giving one rapid violent pull, he extracted all 5 beads in Hannah's ass, she gave a scream and shaking violently had a final massive orgasm in her master's mouth. When he finished all his cunt juice, Ron removed all the clamps Martha had left on Hannah's nipples and clit, and signaling Debbie and Katrina to help him, removed Hannah's restraints. "Take her to a mattress and have her rest, Debbie stay with her and give her some soothing comfort, the boobs and asshole especially, until she's sleeping peacefully." As Katrina and Debbie took Hannah away, Ron addressed the remaining players saying, "Well, we seem to have lost our submissive, and these beads are badly soiled." He threw them into a hamper of used toys for cleaning, and then said, "but look what we have here," and he pulled out another string of beads. "Now all we need is a submissive and the game can continue." As he expected both Louise and Marilyn jumped up almost begging him to choose her, "well," Ron said, a little wickedly, "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this night." And choosing Louise first, he began spanking her butt to get her nice and ready for her first contestant. Chapter Seventeen – The Master's New Pets It was ten in the morning when the last of the guests finally awoke, fully recovered from the evening's activities, and looking forward to what fun this new day might bring. Martha and Jenny (who had really worn themselves out while growing almost inseparable the night before) were the last to awaken. Amazingly, the first to have awakened was Hannah, closely followed by Louise and Marilyn, all fully fit and fully anxious to continue where they had left off the night before. Pietro and Amy had rolled two large carts into the garage around 9 AM, and had told the Anderson kids to simply roll them in the studio when they were ready to eat, and when they had finished, simply roll them back out and leave them where they had found them. The Anderson kids presented their guests with a choice of pancakes, omelets, bacon, ham, sausage etc. as well as a refill for the coffee makers and warm milk distributors already on the beverage table. There was also a choice of toast, muffins, bagel and croissants. After the first night of intense sexual activity everyone had participated in, there wasn't one person that wasn't looking to have seconds, if not thirds. Well, actually, there were two people there that kept looking longingly at the table that had been unfolded and filled with the food, yet didn't seem to dare go near it. Going over to these two Ron said, "Aren't you two hungry?" Louise and Marilyn lowered their heads and didn't answer their eyes however seemed to be begging Ron for something. "Oh," Ron said a little annoyed (he didn't like having to give his slaves permission to do things they knew they should or could do) "go and eat and the next time food is presented you, you are not to wait for anyone to give you permission to eat! If you are hungry, eat! And if you are thirsty drink something! Understand!" They nodded appreciatively, happy to be spoken at so forcefully. They went and finally began eating. John had put on another of the 'Mistress of Pain' movies while everyone finished their breakfast. As those in the room whose attention was not on their food, had their attention captured by the Mistress' unique talent for bringing her victims to mind- altering, body-shaking orgasms, this explained why only one person noticed Ron's conversation with Louise and Marilyn. "Is it my imagination," John said, "or does the 'Master of Love' have two new slaves to play with?" Ron turned and smiling said, "It sure looks that way. I sure didn't want any more. Hannah is a 24-7 responsibility of mine. How am I supposed to share her time with two strangers. I'd tell them to find someone else if I didn't know what the thought of rejection might do to them?" "Well, whatever you do;" John said looking very worried, "don't in any way upset them." "Why, what's so special about them?" "I had a good talk with Marilyn while I was fucking her last night, I was trying to remember why the name Jacobs sounded so familiar." "And—" Ron said questionably. "Her father is the same Mr. Jacobs that dad replaced as head of Accounting. Dad had originally thought Mr. Jacobs had completely quit the company, but he was actually given a promotion in the company to Head Advisor and Consultant of a very old friend of his Mr. Carson." "Mr. Carson," Ron said, "as in Dad's boss Mr. Carson?" "Dad's boss and Marilyn's, best friend since childhood Louise's, dad." "Oh, oh," Ron said throwing another look at his two eager new slaves as they ate, "this is not good!" *** After everyone had eaten, it was decided that everyone should go into the house and take a bath. The Anderson kids were trying to figure out how to best use the three large bathrooms in the house. "Each one allows up to three people to shower at once, so we just have to do it in 2 shots." Lana said. "I wish there was a way to get everyone cleaned off at once," Ron said, "the quicker the better. Things are going to good to have to break the group up for 2 long showering periods." "We'd need a super bathtub for everyone to get clean at once," Lana joked. "Oh," Hannah said suddenly on hearing those words, "I know what to do!" But then she suddenly shut up as though she had said a bad word; which to her she was because she had just implied that she knew more than her master. "It's okay," Ron said to Hannah, "remember I gave you orders to use that great brain of yours so if you've got and idea tell us." "I can take all the guests somewhere where they can all bath at once, it the meantime, John, Don and yourself, my master, can use the 2nd floor bathroom, the Wilson's can use the first floor and," turning to Lana and Ana, "you two can use Amy and Pietro's bathroom." "A place where the guests can all bath at once," Ron said doubtfully. "I don't think there's a bathroom big enough for eight people, nine if your going to include yourself," Ana said. Hannah had her head down, but the others saw her shift her eyes and they were directed at the big screen. The other guests were still watching a movie. In the latest scene, a large group of the Mistress' 'toys' were sharing a bath in the Mistress' bathtub. "Oh," Ana said suddenly, "maybe there is one bathroom we can fit them in." "All of you take your baths, and while you're showering, I'll escort the guests, there are plenty of blindfold masks on the toys table, that should work," Hannah said. All the others looked at her a little annoyed, she didn't show any care towards most of them, but she was a little upset that her master seemed annoyed and said, "is something wrong, Master?" "I'll tell you what's wrong," Lana said, "you're still not going to let us know where the Mistress' Lair is, are you?" Hannah acted as if she hadn't even heard Lana, however, before Ron could say anything she said, "If YOU would like to accompany me master, I would be pleased." The stress on the word 'you' told the others that this invite was for one person and one person only. "That would please me too," Ron said smiling. Hannah smiled back and didn't even notice the frowns all the others were wearing. *** Around 15 minutes later, the Andersons led the parade of guests toward the house, a thin robe had been provided to each of them to get them from the garage to the house (the Andersons and Wilson's didn't bother with them, they had learned by now that you could easily get from the garage to the house without being spotted by anyone, the other guests however were new to all this). In the house they found Amy and Pietro; Stan and Laura had seen the kids' request that they not be around on Saturday as an excuse to get away to a B & B for 24 hours like the weekends they would spend together while dating. "We're going to shower and bathe," Lana said, "then we're going to spend a good part of the day in the game room." Looking at Amy and Pietro she said, "Can you two tidy up the studio and ready it for tonight, please?" "Absolutely, Miss Anderson," Pietro said. "The toys especially need a good cleaning," Ana said. "I'll take care of them," Amy promised. "Wipe them with something besides your tongue," Ron said. "Don't worry," Amy assured them, "as soon as I finish using my tongue, I'll use a towel as well." *** Once Lana and Ana, the Wilson kids, and John and Don separated to the respective bathrooms they'd be using, Ron and Hannah led the other guests out of the family room where they'd been waiting and gathered them in front of the steps. "When we get to the top of the stairs I want everyone to put on the blindfold mask you were given," Hannah said. "No one is to remove the blindfolds until told." This sounded a little strange to a group that was just heading to take a bath, but they in no way complained, they'd had too much fun up to now to question anything they were told to do. So after reaching the top of the steps everyone was firmly blindfolded. Hannah then helped line them up with hands on the hips of the person in front as if preparing to dance the Locomotion. Since they had left their robes in the family room, this positioning led to some special fun all in its own. Especially since being blindfolded they had no idea who was in front or behind them; in other words, they didn't know whose cunt their hand had just 'accidentally' dropped into, who had gotten so close behind them that his erect cock had just scraped their ass, and whose finger every now and then entered your asshole etc. Hannah and Ron kept them lined up in the hall a few minutes, knowing how much fun they were enjoying as they waited. Finally, though Hannah started to walk down the second floor hall, and Harry Fuller (whose hands were on her waist) followed, along with everyone else. Passing the umbrella stand, she took a moment to grab the metal cane and continued toward the hidden attic opening. Once close enough, she ordered "Everyone stop and wait for my signal. Master can you help me please." Ron went up to her and she pointed out the circular hook on the ceiling, handing him the metal cane she let him know what had to be done. Ron smiled and hooking the circular hook pulled down to reveal the attic stairs. "An entire extra floor," Ron thought, "I knew the distance between the 2nd floor windows and the roof seemed too large." *** "Okay everyone," Hannah said, "we're going to climb some more steps so I want you to be very careful, just keep your hand on the back of the person in front and take one step at a time." Soon everyone was upstairs and Hannah signaled Ron to pull the steps back up, she shepherded all the guests to the center room and sat them on the bed saying, "You can take your blindfolds off now." Martha was the first to clearly state what they were all thinking, "Wow, this is it! This is the bedroom of the Mistress of Pain!" "And we'll be using her bathroom right through that door," Hannah said pointing. "So," Louise said a little excited, "does that mean that that door leads to—you know?" "Oh can we go please!" Marilyn said, but then dropped her head realizing she was speaking out of place. "We have to get this bath over with as quickly as possible, we don't want the Mistress showing up and putting us all into chains," Hannah said leading the way to the bathroom. Everyone followed except Louise and Marilyn who took Hannah's statement to be too much like an order, and in their minds only one person could give them orders. Seeing they weren't moving, Ron went over to them and said, "Go take a bath now! You are to take a good shower every day! Cleanliness is important to me, as is proper nutrition! I don't want to own any dirty of malnutrition bitches is that understood!" "Yes Master," Marilyn said getting off the bed and kneeling at his right side. Louise quickly followed and kneeling at his left side said, "Yes Master." Ron got up and grabbing them both by their hairs pulled them up on their feet and SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! He gave them each two hard spanks on each of their butt cheeks and said, "Remember that because if I ever have to waste my time telling either of you to do something you know you should or could do, you can both find yourselves a new Master! Now go take that bath! And I don't want anyone to know you're my slaves yet so act natural in there understand!" "Yes Master," they both said happily. Ron had waited for everyone else to go through the door before confronting his new slaves, he knew his one true beloved slave wouldn't dare come back to question why he was taking his time, however, he was starting to worry a little about how he was going to explain to her that he'd picked up two more slaves. In a normal master/slave relationship, a slave gained pride with every new slave their master picked up, but his relationship with Hannah had never been a normal master/slave one. When he walked into the bathroom he found Louise and Marilyn waiting to see where in the bathtub he would sit. Everyone was already there, and he was a little cross at seeing that Hannah had taken the liberty of positioning herself between Jerry and Henry. He knew there was something about this place that turned her into a more aggressive and decisive person, but still, she knew he'd be in, she could have waited like his two new slaves. His dislike must have shown on his face because Hannah threw him an inquisitive look. However, the look she gave him was not a 'have I done something wrong' look, it was a 'why are you mad, look what you're standing between look. The look Hannah gave him angered Ron and putting his arms around Louise and Marilyn he led them into the water positioning himself between them and with their heads on his chest, he started playing with their breasts, pinching them aggressively and making his new pets moan. Hannah shot him another look, one that clearly said, "how dare you" and before they themselves understood what was happening, Jerry and Harry each found themselves with their mouths on one of Hannah's breasts and, though her hands were under the bubbly water, it was pretty obvious what she had in them. Ron cast Hannah a nasty look and grabbing Louise sat her right on his cock and finding her opening under the water began clearly pumping away. He then leaned to his side and started swapping spit vigorously with Marilyn while continuing to pinch her tits. Hannah growled and leapt on Henry's lap, she turned and started riding him side saddle and leaned back onto Jerry's shoulder and encouraged him to lean over and start kissing her while Henry's cock pumped busily in her. By now, the other four people in the bath tub had caught on that something more than a bathing was taking place, they didn't really understand the battle between Ron and Hannah, but they wanted in on the action because it was getting them excited. Martha pulled Jennifer onto her lap and grabbing a bar of soap started soaping up Jenny's boobs taking time to squeeze and stretch the nipples. Once she had Jenny's boobs thoroughly clean, she brought the soap between Jenny's legs and started slowly soaping up her cunt and ass, at times actually fucking Jenny with the bar of soap. Seeing this, Annie threw Harry Fuller a very wicked look that stated, "I don't care if you're gay, I need a cock now and, since yours is the only one available, it is mine!" Annie straddled Harry's cock and started riding him deep and hard. Hannah whispered something to Henry and then getting off his lap she straddled Jerry's in a face to face position letting his cock slide deep in her cunt. She then grabbed a bar of soap and as she hugged and kissed him, she soaped up his back and neck while he pumped her pussy. Henry had also grabbed a bar of soap and kneeling behind Hannah began soaping up her back and neck. Like Jerry, Henry was also pumping with a steady rhythm, and it was pretty obvious what he was pumping was her ass. Ron whispered some instructions to Louise, and as she got off him, he pulled Marilyn on to his cock in the same face to face position Jerry and Hannah were in. Ron continued kissing Marilyn, and Louise (having gotten a bar of soap) started soaping both Ron and Marilyn's backs. Everyone continued in this erotic bathing until one by one everyone in the bathtub had cum, the water they were in quickly filled with both male and female juices. They soon found it necessary to drain the water and refill the tub to get a quick rinsing off. "Wow," Martha said as she stepped out to dry up, "That was the greatest bath I've ever had." "I know what you mean, Sis," Henry said, "I hope we can take another like it sometime." "I doubt you'll find another bathtub like this to take it in," Annie said enviously. "This place is amazing," Jenny said. Soon Ron and Hannah had everyone ready to return to the real world, and making sure everyone had their masks tightly secure, they prepared to lead them down the steps. Hannah made a quick check of the game room to confirm that everyone was there and it was safe to open the trap door. She did this by using her cell phone PC, the pocket computer version of the surveillance system program had been added to all their cell phones. Confirming that everyone was in the game room, she opened the trap door and they lead everyone down slowly and very carefully. Hannah was smiling at Ron now, but he was in no way smiling at her. Hannah gave him a 'oh come on, we were just having fun' look, but he gave her a furious look that made her tremble. Once they had everyone on the second floor and the attic stairs once again hidden, they lead the guests to the stairs and before going down Hannah said, "you can all take your masks off now." As they did, everyone looked around for the stairs they had just climbed and come down from, but all they saw was a corridor with two bedroom doors. The quests quickly went down to join the others in the game room, Hannah, however, lingered behind to talk to Ron. "I'm sorry," she said, "please don't be angry with me master." Hannah had her collar in her hand and was about to put it on when Ron grabbed it from her and looking angrily at her said, "Never call me master again!" Looking down the stairs he saw Louise and Marilyn waiting for him and he said, "You two, get up here now!" Running up they joined him and Marilyn, bowing her head said questionably, "Yes Master?" "What can we do for you Master," asked Louise. SLAP! Ron hit Louise hard across the face and said, "Never ask me what you can do for me! When I want you to do something I'll tell you and you just do it! Understand?" "Yes Master," They both said joyously and with love in their eyes. "Good, now let's go," he said putting his arm around their shoulders, "I wanted us to stay together!" They went down without once looking back at Hannah. Hannah was so shocked that she just stood there for several minutes staring down the stairs after them. Slowly, however, it began to sink in, "rejected," she said to herself, tears starting to flood her eyes. "I've been rejected!" She ran to her room and jumping on the bed pulled the sheets completely over herself and just started to cry bitterly and without stopping. Chapter Eighteen – Game Room Uses Ron walked into the game room with his arms still around his new slaves, their heads on his shoulder and everyone, Ana and Lana in particular, gave him a curious look. "So what games do we have scheduled for this morning," Ron asked looking at Lana. Lana looked at him coldly, she shot Marilyn and Louise some angry looks, but they could not care less what anybody but their master thought of them. "Where is Hannah," Lana asked strongly. Casting Lana an equally cold stare, Ron said, "Your pet overexerted herself a bit during that bath, you may remember she had a pretty long and fulfilling night, I think all the activity has caught up with her a bit." "Where is she," Lana repeated strongly, she had not missed Ron's failure to call Hannah 'my pet'. "She's fine, I'm sure. She's probably in her room sleeping." Lana knew things weren't as simple as Ron was making them out, but she knew that Hannah probably was okay, and she still had a house full of guests to entertain, she'd deal with Ron and Hannah after the party was over. Going to the front of the room so she could address everyone she said, "There are too many of us to play a good game of strip poker, not that any of us has anything on to take off, so, I dug up an old family game I use to love. She produced a small red square box and started passing them all large boards. "Pokeno boards," Ron questioned. "Oh, I like Pokeno," Martha said, "it's just like Bingo and Poker combined almost. Can I get the Ace of Spades center board?" "Everyone plays with the board they get. There's only one board with a name on it." "And which would that be," John asked. She showed him her board, labeled 'A-3' on the bottom. There was a name on the top of the board, 'The Orgasm Queen' and the card in the center was the Queen of Hearts. Going over to her, Ron grabbed the rest of the boards from her and she gave him an angry look, he searched through the boards until finding what he was looking for, and seeing a marker in the Pokeno box, grabbed it and wrote something on the board. He then handed her back the other boards and said, "Now there are two boards with names on them," and turning the board, labeled 'D-4' on the bottom, Lana saw that he had written 'The Master of Love' above and that the King of Hearts, was in the center. She shot him another angry look but continued passing around the rest of the boards. "Now, this is how we will play this," Lana said. "There are two regular prizes to try for and one grand prize to hope for. The first prize is the right to pick one of these special cards," she said producing a deck of cards with couples in various sexual positions on top. "The person who's center card is called first wins that prize. The second prize is the right to participate in whatever the card says; the first to reach Pokeno wins that." "What if the person that gets the center card is the same person that gets Pokeno," John asked. "A double win gives you the right to not only pick the card, but to pick for yourself who to share it with." "Cool," Henry said unconsciously throwing Annie Styles a lustful look. "What's the grand prize you mentioned," Katrina asked. "Well, it's a grand prize because it is so hard to get," Lana explained, "and it is won only if a person can get the four corner cards on their board," she pointed out the 'Jack of Clubs', 'Jack of Spades' 'Nine of Clubs' and 'King of Spades' on her own board, "before anyone has reached Pokeno." "And what exactly is the grand prize," Harry Fuller asked. "Well, think of it this way," Lana said grinning evilly, "you are one of the corners, and the three other corners are any 3 players you choose, and the final goal is to try and fill as many holes as possible at once." "Now that sounds just yummy," someone said from the stairs. All turned their heads and were shocked to see Amy standing there totally nude. She had not been seen by any of the guests in her birthday suit until now. "Amy," Lana said, "what are you doing here?" "Just bringing you your toys," she said showing them a large bag, "thought you might need it, especially if some of the girls would like something more than a tongue to fill someone's hole with." She pulled a harness out of the bag with a hole that could be filled by attaching various dildos, vibrators and faux cocks. "Oh," Lana said, "yes, thank you Amy, that can be handy." "Mind if I play," Amy said, "I notice you've got an empty chair that needs filling." She cast a look at the chair Hannah should have been in, "And I have got this poor empty cunt that needs filling," She bent over and gave them all a good look at her pussy, widening her stance so that it opened up and dripped cunt juice on the steps. "Amy," Lana said, "you know this is a special party." "Oh right," Amy said pulling a sheet of paper out of the bag as well, "safety awareness isn't it, well I do have my documentation that I am safe." Lana looked at her crossly and said, "What a coincidence that you just happen to be walking around with that." "Lana, we don't mind if she stays," John said. There was suddenly an uproar of echoes like, "yeah, please join us,"; "we don't mind,"; "we'd love to help fill that poor empty hole,"; "will you marry me?" Everyone turned and looked at Jerry Clinton, the last to speak, his eyes were focused hard and directly on Amy's totally bald, juice dripping cunt, and he didn't seem to notice what he had just said. Everyone broke into laughter and even Lana had to smile and finally said, "Oh alright, we do have an empty seat, but you get the 'A-1' board. That's the one with the Ace of Spades in the center." "Hey," Martha said crossly but bit her lip. "That because my name starts with an 'A'," Amy asked. "No," Lana answered, "that's because any of these guys that ends up having sex with you will probably die of pleasure before it's over." Amy smiled and, grabbing the board handed to her, took Hannah's empty seat. "The last and final rule, and the most important rule is that if you're in the game, you're in it 100%. What do I mean by that? I mean if you accept to play, you accept that you can end up being chosen as anybody's prize the same way anybody can be chosen by you. If anyone has any medieval concepts about male/female only interaction, this is your last chance to back out and go home, so, is anybody out, or are we all in?" Some of the guests, boys mostly, looked a little nervous at the sudden realization that they might have to end up performing sexual acts with another guy, but then Amy 'accidentally' dropped her board and standing up she bowed down to pick it up standing once more with her legs widely apart, so that everyone behind her once more got a good look, and even clearer look this time, of that beautiful dripping pussy of hers, and any doubts about playing the game flew away. Nobody wanted to miss the chance to win that prize! "Good," Lana said when nobody left, "we can begin then." Pulling out a regular deck of playing cards she shuffled it several times and started drawing cards. The fifth card she called was the 'Jack of Spades' and John called, "Center!" Lana said, "Great, our first winner, you'll be drawing the card at the end of the round." She then continued calling cards until Louise screamed, "Oh that's my card! Pokeno!" but then she suddenly lowered he head and her eyes shifted toward Ron next to her. Talking to both her and Marilyn he ordered, "just follow the rules of the game." John and Louise went up to the front and Lana grabbed the special deck and, opening them like a fan, presented them to John in a 'pick a card, any card' way. John picked a card from the right end and turning it around saw a picture of a woman sitting in a chair with a guy presenting his cock to her mouth; above the picture it said 'Who's Your Daddy"; under the picture it had an 'S'. John looked questionably at Lana. "The title is the name of a sexual position, the picture gives a demonstration of it and the 'S' stands for suck, so she just has to suck you for around 5 minutes. If it had been a 'B' it would have stood for blowjob and she'd have had to keep going until you came. So get to it guys, this first one is pretty easy." John pulled up a chair for Louise to sit in and when she was ready, presented his cock to her mouth, hesitating she looked over at Ron again and he gave her a reassuring nod. She then opened up her mouth and swallowed John's cock. Louise was actually an incredible cock sucker, and like Hannah and Katrina, she was a true cum whore, she loved it and couldn't get enough of it. She was really working John's cock, licking every part of it with her tongue, using her lips to truly suction him in while she sucked, occasionally using her teeth to scrape the rim of his cock head and once in a while gently biting it." When Lana told them their time was up, Louise screamed, "No!" and looked totally depressed, she had been looking forward to a good cocktail. John in no way looked happy about having to cut this short either. "Sorry," Lana said, "Maybe your master will throw you a bone later," she said this last part very coldly, Louise, however, didn't seem to notice. In the second round, at the drawing of the very first card, 'the queen of clubs', Martha said, "That's me, center!" Lana nodded an acknowledgement and continued calling cards until Ana screamed, "Pokeno!" Standing up, Martha and Ana quickly walked up to the front and Martha chose a card from the center of the fan. The card Martha chose showed two people in the classic 69 position, it was titled '69' and had an 'O' under the picture. "The 'O' stands for orgasm you have to suck each other to orgasm." "And where exactly do we do this," Ana said. "Yeah," Martha agreed, "this floor doesn't look too comfortable." Amy spoke up and said, "Well what do you think the pool table is for, to play Pool?" Martha and Ana smiled, and climbing on the pool table, Martha took the bottom while Ana lay on her facing her cunt. Ana then buried her face in Martha's twat and began exploring it with her tongue. Martha moaned when she felt Ana's excellent cunningulus skills, and wanting to instantly repay the favor pulled Ana's cunt onto her mouth and started sucking away. Martha let her tongue swirl in Ana's pussy, trying to get a full taste, mentally comparing it to Jenny and Hannah the only other girls she'd as far tasted. "God she's so sweet," Martha thought, "it's like drinking sugar." She gave a little squeal when she felt Ana insert two then three fingers in her pussy while gluing her mouth to Martha's clit. Martha realized how incredibly good it felt and decided if it was good for her, it would be good for Ana too; she therefore, inserted three fingers in Ana's hole and started pumping in and out in a nice steady rhythm, she then began teasing and finally truly sucking Ana's clit. The other guests were very noticeably excited, and Marilyn and Louise were even fingering each other, but the boys mostly looked like the scene alone would make them pop. "What is it about, girl on girl action that drives guys so wild," Lana wondered. Finally, after around 10 to 15 minutes of the show, both Ana and Martha let themselves go, flowing freely into each others mouths and lapping up the prize. There was an incredible round of applause as John went over and helped first Ana, then Martha off the table and back to their chairs. As they began the next round, everyone was looking determined to be a winner. Lana called the first few cards, then, the sixth card she picked, she gave a sour look and her eyes revealed a powerful anger. She looked like she wanted to rip the card up, but finally she said, 'King of Hearts'." "Center," Ron called with a smirk, knowing well that Lana didn't want him to win anything at all; less for him to win something before her. Lana continued calling cards until, to her utter disgust, Ron yelled out, "and that is Pokeno!" Ron went up to Lana with a smug look and Lana felt like slapping him across the face, she held off though, remembering the last time the 'Orgasm Queen' had tried to confront the 'Master' at the moment they were tied one to one and preferred it stay like that for now. At least until they didn't have a house full of witnesses if she ended up on a dog leash again. Ron pulled a card and it showed a woman laying on the bed with her twat and ass just on the edge, there was a man standing over her pumping his cock in and out of her, 'Bedside Bravado' was the positions name and below the picture was an 'A + MO'. Ron looked inquisitively at Lana, "this position can be used for either vaginal or anal sex, one guess which you have." "I take it the 'MO' stands for male orgasm." "Well it sure doesn't stand for 'Money Order'," Lana said coldly, "you'll need to choose a partner, since it's anal it doesn't matter who you pick." Ron gave a look at everyone there Louise and Marilyn actually stood up in hopes their master would call one of them. Ron however turned back around and grabbing Lana by the hand said, "Come on, it's time to claim my prize." This time Lana actually did try to slap Ron, but he caught her other hand and holding her arms behind her head whispered, "Now, now, you know the rules, you invented them, 'if you accept to play you accept that you can become anybody's prize', well 'Queen' you are my prize. You wouldn't want the guests to think you can't follow your own rules would you?" Lana calmed down a little, but the look of loathing and total hate in her eyes only intensified. Pulling her hands away from Ron she said, "I can get there myself, unlike total nut case bitches, I don't need a master leading me around." "Lana," Ron said mischievously, "you shouldn't talk about your sister that way." Reaching the pool table and jumping on the edge Lana looked at him defiantly and said, "Just remember what I told you last time, if you have in any—" Ron didn't let her finish, he pushed her back and slammed his cock deep in her cunt pile driving in and out several times, making sure his penis rubbed her G- spot every time. In mere moments she was under control. He pulled out and just as quickly went to her other hole, with his cock nicely lubed with Lana's cunt juices, he went in fairly simply and began fucking Lana's ass at a steady pace. At the same time he jammed 3 fingers into Lana's cunt and continued stimulating her G-spot, he wanted to make sure the 'Queen' stayed under his control until it was over. "Louise, Marilyn, come here!" In a flash they were at his side. "Each of you, suck one of her boobs. I know this one, she can always us a little extra stimulation." Lana shot him another look of disgust, but unfortunately the look of appreciation at his treatment of her overshadowed it. "Louise, rub her neck while you suck that boob. Marilyn, pet her scalp and ears gently." 'The Master' now closed his thumb over Lana's clit and began rubbing while the fingers inside her twat never failed to work her G-spot. Poor Lana suddenly found around 7 or 8 of her erogenous zones being attacked at once, and the sensations were incredible, unbearable, unbelievable, beautiful, "Oh no," Lana thought as she felt something, "no! I won't give him the pleasure—I—I—" suddenly she screamed as for the second time in her life, she ejaculated. To the awe of all those around, 'The Master' bent his head and gluing it to Lana's urethra, actually began to drink up the rare offering. This proved beyond support for Lana and she broke into a full body orgasm that lasted a full ten minutes before she lost consciousness for the next half-an-hour. When Lana finally came to, she heard some cards being called, and slowly allowing the world to return, she realized that Ron was now in control (of the game that is) he was calling the cards and she heard Don scream, "Finally, Pokeno!" Looking over, Lana saw Henry Wise (somewhat hesitantly) and Don (very excitedly) going up to Ron. Henry drew a card from the special deck and showed that it said '69'. Don grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the Ping-Pong table (which they'd been using while Lana recovered) and pushing him on his back. Henry, who had been able to avoid any type of guy on guy action until now looked very nervous, however, as soon as he felt Don's mouth on his cock, he felt more at peace. This was nothing more than another mouth on his erect cock, a mouth that was as skilled in the art of giving a blowjob as any he'd every felt. After a few minutes he felt comfortable enough to stick out his tongue and give Don's cock head a little taste, finding it in no way unpleasant, he gave it a few more licks, finally engulfing the whole thing and starting a serious blowjob himself. Within minutes they were both really into it, Henry had never dreamed he'd enjoy another guy's cock, but he had to admit it wasn't bad. After a few more minutes, both Don and Henry were on the edge, Don gave Henry's cock head a gentle bite, and Henry's cock suddenly grew in his mouth and exploded. As he drank up Henry's rich cream, he himself exploded. It took Henry by surprise at first and he choked a little, but he got used to the taste and the sensations and swallowed all the remaining cocktail joyously. When the two of them finished, there was another round of applause and for the first time people noticed that Lana was back among them. "Lana," Ron said smiling, "you're alive." "Very funny," Lana said, still trying to sound angry, but unable to do anything but smile at him, "So, what did it taste like?" "I was telling everyone it tasted like a pre-packaged version of 'Anderson Dressing'; a well mixed sample of something that tasted like imitation 'Pietro Cream', Lana juice and Lana Golden Juice (without the golden color of course), I was telling everyone how much I prefer the home made version better, you can control the percentage of the individual ingredients to exactly your taste when you mix them yourself." "So have I missed much?" "Three rounds before this one; Jerry and Harry got the 'Doggy Style Anal', Marilyn and Annie the 'Doggie Style Vaginal' and Katrina and Jenny the 'Missionary'." "Wow," Lana said, bummed at having missed so much action, "so Jerry and Harry, who—" "Jerry was kind enough to give Harry what he wanted, a cock up his butt." "And Annie and Marilyn?" "Annie made excellent use of one of the harnesses and a rather extra large faux cock Amy provided." "I guess Katrina and Jenny did too." "Are you kidding," Katrina said sounding insulted, yet smiling. She got up and went over to where Lana's legs were still hanging off the edge of the pool table (she might have been back, but she still hadn't mustered enough strength to sit up), "since when have I needed a faux cock to screw a girl," and lifting Lana's legs over her shoulders, she positioned he larger than large clit at Lana's opening and started pumping furiously. "Hey you two," Ron said, "we're still in the middle of a game. There's plenty of time for that later. We're going to play on last round and then break for lunch. This round doesn't end until someone wins the grand prize, so do not clear your boards even when someone calls 'Pokeno'." He looked over at Lana and said, "You playing?" "I think I still need to rest," Lana said laying her head back. "Okay then," Ron said, "let's get started." And shuffling the cards he started calling them out. The second card was the 'Jack of Clubs'. "I don't believe it," Jason said, "finally, center!" They kept going until they heard someone say, "Oh no! Pokeno!" Everyone looked over to see who could have sounded so disappointed about winning. "But he's my brother!" Debbie said. Everyone, the Anderson kids in particular, were giving her a 'you've got to be kidding' look, "my real brother," she added noticing their stares. When they didn't stop looking at her as if she were crazy she said, "Oh alright, it's not like Katrina hasn't made me fuck him before!" "Great," Ron said, "but first we keep playing to see who gets the grand prize." He kept calling cards and eventually several of the guests were mumbling, "just one more come on, come on." "Corners!" Amy said as Ron announced, "my card the 'King of Hearts'." "Wow," Ron said, "I guess I'm pretty lucky for you." "Don't try to get me to pick you." Amy said, "I want some new blood!" "Fine," Ron said, "but first Jason and Debbie need to take their prizes." Going up Jason picked a card and it read, 'Cowgirl' and showed a picture of a woman riding a guy's cock as he played with her tits. Jason walked over to the Ping- Pong table and lying down had his cock point straight up. Debbie got on and mounting her steed, couldn't quite hide how happy she felt to finally have a cock in her wet cunt, even if it was her brothers. She started riding up and down quickly, and then, as if she were on a real horse, she tilted forward a little allowing her little brother easy access to her tits. "Hi Oh Silver!" She screamed as she started getting really, really excited and felt the pressure mounting, she rode harder and faster until she felt Jason explode within her, it always felt unreal to feel the showers of warm cum filling her, the sensation was enough to send her into orgasm too and for a few minutes she felt that blissful, peaceful feeling wash over her body. Debbie collapsed on her brother who, hugging her, said, "who was that masked woman?" Before, pretty much, passing out himself. Now the moment had arrived for Amy to claim her grand prize. Since Debbie and Jason didn't look like they were abandoning the Ping-Pong table for a while, Lana got off the pool table. "So Amy, have you made your choices," Ron said. "Yes, Mr. Wise (right?), yes, you will be on the pool table face up and feed my poor hungry cunt; Mr. Clinton, you did such a great job with Mr. Fuller's ass, you can stand at the table's edge and do the same for mine, and since I would like a good portion of cunt juice filling my mouth right now, I'd like to borrow your Miss Carson, she can kneel before me while I drink. That okay with you?" "Works for me," Ron said smiling, "except it might be easier for Jerry to be on the table and do your ass from there while Henry fills your cunt from the edge of the table, that way my sla—I mean Louise can directly kneel over your face insuring you don't waste any of that precious juice you want to drink." "You are a 'Master of Love' aren't you," Amy said, "that will definitely work better." "Okay," Ron said, "Jerry, on the table, stay close to the edge." When both Jerry and Henry were pumping away at Amy's bottom holes, Ron ordered, "Louise, get up there and squat over her face! Make sure she gets full access to your juice machine!" "Yes Master," Louise said climbing quickly on the table and squatting over Amy's face, facing Amy's feet, until she could feel Amy's tongue deeply exploring her cunt. For balance, Louise leaned forward and grabbed hold of Amy's breasts wish she began to kneed and pinch. Amy gave a low moan into Louise's twat and it sent shivers up her spine. Louise felt happy because she felt it signified she was doing a good job and her master would be proud of her. Henry and Jerry, in the meantime, were in absolute heaven, no one had more control of her vaginal and anal muscles than Amy, and she could have perfect control of them all at once. If Henry and Jerry thought they had had sex before, they were learning a much different lesson now. By controlling the pressure her respective holes exerted, tongue in cunt included, she was actually able to control when her hole fillers came. If she felt they were getting too near, too soon, she simply reduced the pressure, if she thought they were tapering off a bit, she would give them a super surge of pressure that would pop their eyes, and soon, she felt they were all ready, and with a sudden increase of pressure on all fronts, she suddenly had cum exploding throughout her body. Cum in her twat, cum in her ass, cum of the female variety in her mouth; Amy was in bliss and with total satisfaction, she allowed herself to join those that were cumming; she then thought to herself, "Now this is what I needed!" Chapter Nineteen – The OHPF Club Ron ordered his new pets to clean Amy up so she could make them all some lunch. While Louise drained Henry's cum from her twat, Marilyn performed a little analingulus to drain her ass of Jerry's seed. As soon as she was cleaned up, she headed for the kitchen; she had actually already prepared lunch and simply needed to heat everything up in the microwave. While waiting, most of the guests took some time to play a few of the regular games found in the game room (sex free); Lana, however, decided it was time to go up and check on Hannah. Going into their room, Lana at first thought that it was empty, then she heard low sobs coming from the bed and realized that Hannah was under the sheets. Pulling the sheets away she found an extremely red-eyed and distraught Hannah sobbing bitterly. "Oh Honey," Lana said upset, "have you been crying here since you finished your bath?" Hannah didn't speak and Lana tried to calm her by offering her a boob to suck for a while. Hannah however, didn't feel she deserved to be calmed and refused it. "Hannah, you have to stop crying and tell me what happened. What did that creep do to you?" Hannah however seemed to have lost her will to do anything but cry. "Oh come on Honey, this has to stop, you look like Winky in HP book 4." A light suddenly flashed in Lana's eyes and she noticed for the first time that Hannah wasn't wearing her precious collar, "That's it isn't it, he set you free." "He rejected me!" Hannah screamed, thinking it ludicrous to compare rejection with freedom. Lana suddenly remembered what Ron's first words to her had been when she first asked about Hannah. She realized that the last thing Hannah needed at the moment was a loving sister, what she really needed was— " SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "SHUT UP! SHUT UP, YOU STUPID BITCH! STOP CRYING LIKE SOME BABY!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Hannah shut up immediately and bowed her head. "Now, tell me exactly what happened, Bitch, because if you don't belong to Ron anymore then I'm reclaiming you and you are my slave now!" SLAP! "Do you understand that Bitch!?!" When Hannah didn't respond quickly enough, Lana grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face down over her lap. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "When I ask you a question whore, I want you to answer instantly, now do you understand that I own your sorry ass now!" "Yes Master," Hannah said. "I own your cunt!" Lana said sticking three fingers brutally in Hannah's pussy and starting to pump. "I own your mouth!" As she said this she pulled Hannah down by the hair so that Hannah's mouth was on Lana's pussy, which Hannah instantly started to suck. "And I own this ass!" Bending over Lana started to lick and suck Hannah's asshole occasionally tongue fucking it, while the fingers of her hand were still busy in Hannah's pussy. Soon she heard Hannah moaning and felt her tensing up, Hannah was redoubling her effort on Lana's pussy, she felt it would be wrong for a simple slave like her to cum before her master had cum. Hannah bit Lana's clit and felt her master start to cum, gluing her mouth to Lana's hole she drunk and drunk her master's majestic juices. Feeling she had accomplished her mission, Hannah allowed herself to finally cum also, and she felt a blissful peace and joy she had not felt since Ron rejected her. When both had come down from their sexual highs, Lana once more grabbed Hannah by the hair and lying back in the bed herself, pulled Hannah on top of her and locking legs around Hannah's, squeezed her tightly against her body kissing her passionately, but at the same time dropping a hand to one of Hannah's boobs and pinching it painfully. Hannah was suddenly in a joyous place again. Finally, Lana released Hannah and said strongly, "Now I command you to tell me what happened!" Hannah told her everything and said, "It was my fault, I defied him and actually attempted to humiliate him; how could I have done that? How could I think he would consider me a loyal faithful slave after trying something like that?" "Honey, you did a lot more than that the last time you had him up there." "No!" SLAP! SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me, what I mean is, the last time he was there, it wasn't me, it was the 'Mistress of Pain' and my master," SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me! Please! I meant to say that Ron accepted that it wasn't me. But this time, there was no costume, there was no mask, there was only me not acting like a slave should act in the presence of—a former master." "Go get washed up! You look horrid, I expect you to join us downstairs. I want you to eat before we leave for the studio, and I want you to remember everything your former master told you to do, nothing has changed except for the fact that I own you now! Is that understood?" "Yes Master," Hannah said getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Lana went downstairs and found Ron with his cell phone in his hand. "Nice beating," he said smiling, "you may become a real master, yet." "I hate having to be that brutal with her." Lana said guiltily. "One of the reasons I gave in so easily when you took her from me was because I knew I could never be a true master. Thanks for telling me what to do though; I was a little slow understanding when you called her my pet." "Thanks for taking care of her but," Ron walked over to Lana and giving her a tender 'I love you, sis' kiss' he said, "You know it's only temporary right?" "I thought as much, but what's really up? Why make her suffer through the thought that you're rejecting her if you're not?" "Well, for one thing she did need to learn a serious lesson; if she wants to use me as a toilet while pretending to be a dog, that's fine; if she wants to completely dominate me while pretending to be a totally different person, that's fine too, but she needed to remember that when we are just being ourselves, I am her master and I expect her to behave as my slave should behave. "But the truth is that there aren't many ways to get a true submissive to accept taking orders from someone else for a while and I need to make sure she'll get the attention she deserves. Except for the 'Mistress of Pain', the 'Orgasm Queen' is the only other person in this house capable of doing that for a little while. I need her taken care of because I'll have my hands full during that time with Louise and Marilyn. I have to figure out how to get rid of them without eventually upsetting Dad's boss or the Consultant to Dad's boss." "Well, good luck with that," Lana said, "you're going to need it." "Yeah, I probably am, and here, you'll need this," he handed Lana a very nice dog collar with a gold engraved license that simple said in big bold letters, "HANNAH". "Thanks," Lana said, "and by the way, thanks for that super incredible orgasm earlier," she smiled lovingly at him. "Well, I knew you'd be taking care of my favorite pet for a while," Ron said smiling, "I thought I should give you a good payment in advance and a promise of much more like it if you do a good job." *** The rest of the party, from Saturday afternoon to early Sunday morning went pretty much in the same way; with an incredible mixture of live music (provided by Triplet X Love Times 2 – now known to their fans a TXLT2), incredible videos, mind-blowing sex games, and uncountable, unending orgasms. Not to mention of course that everyone in the group grew incredibly close during the two nights the party lasted. On Sunday morning Lana made a shocking announcement, "I'd like everybody to get fully dressed please." "What," Henry Wise said unbelieving, he was in the middle of screwing Annie Styles. The others throughout the studio, who were in the middle of similar activities, echoed Henry's feelings. "We're going to have a meeting in one hour, and we will be having some guests from the school staff. After the meeting, we'll officially end the party with one mind blowing super orgy." "Hasn't this entire party been one mind blowing super orgy?" As Annie Styles said this she broke out giggling. "Not officially," Lana said smiling mischievously. "I can't wait to see what an official one looks like then," Harry Fuller said. "Did you say someone from the school staff was coming here?" Debbie asked looking a bit worried. "Yes, Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark will be joining us for the meeting, and, though it's probably not necessary, I'd prefer the meeting be held with everyone wearing clothes, it would seem a little more official." As everyone started getting their clothes, the rest of the Anderson kids gathered around Lana. "You invited Patty here," Ana said angrily, "do you know the trouble she could get into if someone mentions this meeting?" "No less than Randy," Lana said, "and don't worry, I very much doubt anyone will mention this meeting." "Why don't you tell us what's going on?" Don said, "We know you've had some master plan since you first sent out the invitations to this party, don't you think it's time to fill us in on it?" "My master plan," Lana said, "has been to have loads of safe sex. Wouldn't you agree that it's been working fine?" Smiling, John turned to the others and said, "We can't argue with that. What say we just let her finish whatever she's up too?" The others gave differing levels of consent and went to find some clothes to put on. *** An hour later, everyone was sitting in front of the big screen and it seemed like a normal club, gathering for a normal meeting. Lana stepped up to the front of the room and Hannah (wearing her brand new collar proudly under her blouse) sat at the computer. "I've gathered you all here today to talk to you about one of the most wonderful, beautiful things on this earth," giving Hannah a nod one word came on the screen 'SEX', "However," Lana continued, "being the most glorious thing under Heaven, recent conditions have also turned it into one of the most dangerous and troublesome things." Giving Hannah a nod, an underlined heading zoomed across the screen, 'STD' followed quickly by two underlined sub-headings: 'Curable' and 'Incurable' under curable appeared the words: Chlamydia, gonorrhea, PID, Syphilis, and Trichomoniasis. On the other side of the screen, under the 'Incurable' heading were the words: Genital herpes, genital warts, hepatitis B, HIV, and AIDS. "These are just a few of the hundreds of dangers that lovers of sex face on a daily basis," Lana said, "not to mention," she nodded at Hannah who hitting a key revealed a new slide showing a crying baby in the hands of an obviously agitated and depressed young mother, "unwanted pregnancy. The knowledge that these things exist is important, but can really end up dampening the joy that a good sex session can have. "Knowing that the morning after pill is only effective 75% of the time and that the regular pill is only 92% to 95% effective can be worrisome sometimes when you want to feel that rush of warm hot cum flowing in your pussy. But what can a sex lover do? The answer to truly enjoying sex is to make sex as stress free as possible by eliminating as many of the factors that make sex dangerous as possible. Have you all enjoyed yourself here these last two nights?" There were loud echoes of, "Yes", "Beyond belief" and "Do you even have to ask". Lana continued, "And am I mistaken in assuming that one of the things that made it so awesome was the fact that you all knew that everyone here was 100% safe to fuck and you had no worries of getting ill?" Everyone around the room began to nod their agreements accepting the fact that if they did not know that, the last two days would have been worrisome rather than the unspeakable fun it was. Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark were in the back of the studio observing all the guests. "We can't do much about unwanted pregnancy," Lana said, "though I will tell you that if you use the pill 100% the way it is supposed to be used (which no one ever does) it can be up to 99% effective. A sex lover that truly never wants to worry about it can use more permanent methods like a vasectomy of tying the tubes (I wouldn't recommend these for anyone who one day in their lives would like to have a child)." Lana nodded to Hannah and she went back to the STD slide. "This, however, need never cramp your sex lives again, if you take the proper precautions. Someone told me that there is no way you can hope to have a multi- sex partner sex life and hope to always stay clean. I think he's wrong!" She shot Dr. Lewis a defiant look. "When two people are married, and they make vows to stay faithful to each other, and they comply with those vows, they needn't worry about contamination. But why does this only have to be true among two people? Can't three, four, ten, even a hundred people that are totally clean take a vow to be faithful only to each other and have the same result? This is my proposal, "she nodded at Hannah who pressing a key opened a new slide that read, 'The OHPF Club' "I want to found a new club at our school and I am inviting everybody here to join as the official first members." "The OHPF Club," Louise said curiously, "what does it stand for?" "Officially it would be registered as 'The Only Helpful Protection Forever Club, and since our motto would be 'The only safe sex' people would assume us to be a new abstinence club, but abstinence," she said, shooting a look at Dr. Lewis, "is not safe sex, it is no sex." "So unofficially," Ron said, "What does OHFP stand for?" "Do you really have to ask," Lana said nodding at Hannah who instantly put a new slide on the screen, 'The One Hundred Percent Fuckable Club'. "You're right," Ron said smiling, "I shouldn't have had to ask." "If you accept membership you would have to accept some very strict rules the first and foremost being that you would accept that your bodies belong to anybody in the club, just like any other members would belong to you. Second, that if possible you would have sex with absolutely no one but club members, though sex with another person that has up-to-date documented proof they are one hundred percent fuckable is acceptable (note that if you truly trust this person, you can recommend them for membership). Third, that if you do end up having some passionate one night stand with someone you are unsure is clean, you immediately turn in your club ID to one of the faculty advisors until you have gotten new updated test results proving you are still clean. Finally, even if you've stayed faithful to the rules, you will hand in a new updated test result every 3 months. Are there any questions?" "How do you keep just anybody from joining a school club," Jenny asked. "The OHPF club will be a private by invitation only club, which is why, unlike the normal public clubs that require only one faculty advisor of any sex, we would require two, one from each sex. Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark have both suffered personal losses to the dangers we face, which is why I trust them to help us keep clean, because I for one am not going to stop having all the sex I want and need," Lana said once more looking defiantly at Dr. Lewis, "so if they want to help me stay clean, they'll have to do it by helping me make this club a success!" Dr. Lewis shot her a smile and a small nod. Patty looked over at Ana and smiled, then looking back at Lana also nodded her agreement to help. Lana pulled out a box and pouring it contents on the table showed they were bracelets all with gold engraved plates that read, 'OHPF'. The bands of the bracelets were of three different colors. "Why three different bands," Annie asked, "why not make them all completely the same?" "Like I mentioned before, the first rule is that you belong to everybody, but eventually, even a bisexual has a preference who they might want to end up with in a serious relationship. The band colors signify what that preference is to you. Blue means you would eventually like a serious relationship with someone of the opposite sex, Green someone of the same sex, and red means you are a true bisexual and you will take true love from wherever it comes." She pulled up the sleeve of her blouse to reveal that she was herself wearing a red band bracelet. We'll talk about things like election of officials, requirements of dues, and out of school activities at our first official meeting on Wednesday after school; we'll be meeting in the Sex. Ed. Classroom. I just want to mention that we have two junior members, Katrina and Jason Wilson, they are not in the high school this year, but they will be taking special Math classes there on Wednesdays; Junior H.S. math is proving unchallenging to them so they've been permitted the opportunity to sample H.S. math." "Coincidentally on Wednesdays," John said suspiciously. Lana smiled and said, "This meeting is now adjourned. Those that accept membership remain for the big OHPF initiation celebration, those who wish to decline membership can leave and we thank you for having been with us these incredible two nights." She bowed and signaled that the membership bands should be taken. People started to get up and take their bands; Lana was happy to see a few grab red ones, these included: Katrina, Annie, Henry and Ron. "Well, red is my color," Ron said smiling when Lana gave him a weird look and smiled. Harry, Jennifer and Ana all grabbed green ones of course; Lana was surprised, however, when she saw Martha Wise and Don grab green also. The rest, Louise, Jerry, Marilyn, John, Debbie, Hannah and Jason all grabbed blue. Jason however seemed to take a long time deciding; Don gave him a disappointed look when he finally grabbed it and Jason lowered his head sadly to stare at the floor. Absolutely no one declined membership. Lana then said, "now, if everyone will just get rid of these filthy clothes," she completely stripped, "let's celebrate the initiation of the OHPF club!" Chapter Twenty - The World's Greatest Submissive Dear Students: As President of the OHPF Club I want to clearly inform all of you that OHPF is a private 'by invitation only' club. Many have been asking me (too many) on a daily basis where you apply for membership, the answer is, "you can not apply!" You can, however, comply with certain standards encouraged by the club and hope that it earns you recognition by one of our members; they in turn would recommend your name for an interview as a prospective member. Note that members have been told not to recommend anyone that asks to be recommended. Since the motto of the OHPF is 'The Only Safe Sex' the first thing anyone hoping to catch the eye of one of our members should do is get an up-to-date STD test and have the documentation that proves you understand what safe sex is all about. OHPF in no way condones the use of drugs, alcohol or cigarettes. The first two especially, drugs and alcohol can end up leading a person into unsafe and sometimes even unwanted sex. Anyone using any of these can be assured you will not receive a recommendation to join. Thank you for your time in reading this letter, note that the email it has been sent from was only developed for this letter and will be cancelled immediately on the letter being sent. Do not therefore attempt to respond to it. Thank you Again, Lana Anderson President of OHPF There was an incredible surge in curiosity towards the new club at the school by the end of the first week. Lana's expectation that the faculty would accept the pseudo name, 'Only Helpful Protection Forever' and the motto 'The only safe sex' to indicate that the club was in fact an abstinence awareness club, proved right on the money; they were actually very proud of the large number of students enrolled as the original members. They were able to justify making it a private club by reasoning that their beliefs would bring much jeering, skepticism and even attacks from students who felt their ways were being attacked, and that to have an open meeting every week could end up hindering the important life lessons they wished to teach. The staff agreed that they needed to use all their available time to teach their lessons and not to chase away faux members. The student body, however, was not so easily deceived. They'd heard the abstinence club rumor, but the fact that Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos, co-presidents of the Gay and Lesbian Society, and that Triplet X Love Times 2 were among the members made them doubt it somewhat. They would constantly approach Lana (who had been voted official President of the club at the first meeting) in the halls and at lunch to request information on how to join. Tired of having to repeat the same thing over and over she sent the letter seen above to the entire student body under the subject 'From Lana Anderson, President of The OHPF Club'. The majority, if not all of the students, received it. Since the email address was created with the school server it was able to penetrate most anti-spam software. More importantly, everyone that got it, read it, hoping that it was an invitation to join the club. After the email was sent, members of the OHPF were left in peace, though it was obvious that other students still had deep hope of gaining recognition and being asked to join. Five new members were added in that first month though, Lana had asked the present members to recommend certain students they trusted and fit the clubs requirements when she heard a rumor about OHPF's method of student selection that really upset her. The new members Jane Wesley, Aaron Brown, Le-Ann Ching, Wei-Lu Ce and Roberto Reyes were to make a statement, as much to the existing members, as to the rest of the student body that safe sex has nothing to do with race. Jane Wesley and Aaron Brown were both afro-American, they were both tall, but Lana learned painfully at the final test for membership that Aaron was not only tall, he was BIG and she loved it. Le-Ann Ching and Wei-Lu Ce were two very incredibly hot and flexible oriental girls who blew the clubs review board away (before literally blowing all of them of course) by servicing themselves, like Amy could, until they came and not even showing a sign of strain on their muscles once they had finished drinking themselves dry. As for Roberto Reyes, well, have you ever heard the myth about the hot Latin lovers? Well all that can be said is that with Roberto, it was no myth. He was actually able to bring all three Anderson girls to powerful orgasms at the same time, by himself, while doing all the work. Everything was going great for everyone, and everybody was totally happy. Well almost everybody. *** Amy walked into the girls' room one day after school to clean up and she heard some sobbing and turned startled, she hadn't noticed anyone when she came in. Going over to the bed she pulled the covers and seeing Hannah crying she said, "Aren't you supposed to be at a club meeting today?" "I wasn't feeling well," Hannah lied, "I asked my master permission to be absent." "Really," Amy said, "just out of curiosity, what did they have scheduled today?" "Nothing really," Hannah said, "just the regular 30 minutes lecture on proper love making techniques followed by the hour-and-a-half of on hand practice with other members." "And what specifically were today's lecture techniques focused on?" Amy said suspiciously. Hannah pulled the sheet back over her head and began crying loudly again. "Hannah," Amy said strongly, "I'm sure your master did not give you permission to come here and cry yourself silly! Now tell me what's wrong!" The force with which Amy spoke to her made Hannah shut up and listen. "Well," Amy said. "Ron is showing the proper way to treat your favorite pet today. He couldn't really choose a favorite between Louise and Marilyn without upsetting the other, so they both get to receive his most brutal and glorious treatment." "Still hasn't been able to find a way to dump them ehhh," Amy said. "No," Hannah said angrily, "and it's been more than a month. They stick to him like glue wherever he goes. I'm sure you've noticed they practically live here. Neither wants to give Ron the opportunity to choose the other his favorite, so they make sure he's never alone with the other. Ron doesn't want to upset them by ordering them to give him some private time with the other so he's practically killing himself with non-stop threesomes." Hannah gave an angry scream, grabbed a cup by her bed and hurled it at the door of the restroom that connected the girls' room and boys' room. "And in the meantime," she screamed, "I'm stuck with Lana, who refuses to brutalize me daily, and prohibited me from having any alone time with Ron myself." "He's still punishing you," Amy said sadly. "He says he's not," Hannah said aggravated, "he says he's noticed how I have truly returned to my full submissive ways, and he'll be very proud of me when he reclaims me. The problem is he refuses to do that until, and I quote, 'I can give you the 100% attention that you deserve', end quote." She suddenly grabbed another item from the bedside table and was about to hurl it when Amy grabbed it from her and said, "Whoa girl, you have got to let go of some of that anger, you do not resemble a submissive slave of any nature at the moment, and if you recall, that is the kind of behavior that got you on probation with Ron in the first place." Hannah started crying again and said, "but what am I suppose to do? How do I get rid of these aggressive feelings I'm having?" "Well, why don't you start by strapping on your largest dildo and fucking me as brutally as you want, that will get some of the anger and aggression out of you and leave you free to be your submissive self again." Hannah looked at her doubtfully; dominating her didn't seem the best route to submissiveness. "Amy I don't think I can do that." "Then I order you to do it!" Amy said. "You are the family bitch aren't you? Right now my cunt needs some serious brutalizing and since you're the WHORE of everyone in this house I'm ordering you to do it NOW!" Hannah jumped out of bed and ran to get one of her strap-ons, when she turned she found Amy sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs up on the bed and wide apart. Hannah walked over and positioning the end of her dildo at the opening of Amy's twat, pushed in, slowly at first, but suddenly, the total fury of her aggravation took over and in one brutal thrust she buried herself until her pubic hair and Amy's hairless pubic area kissed. She then began pile driving in and out of Amy as if she were an annoying nail that refused to be hammered into the wall; before she herself realized what she was doing, Hannah was bending over Amy and biting (and I do mean biting) her tits. Amy screamed and an evil grin took over Hannah's face as she pulled out of Amy's cunt and in one thrust buried herself in Amy's ass, which she proceeded to give the same brutal treatment she'd been giving Amy's twat. After around twenty minutes of this, Hannah suddenly slowed down and looking at Amy guiltily, pulled out of her ass. "Hey," Amy said, "did I give you permission to stop. That felt awesome little Mistress." Hannah shot her a scared look and said, "Don't call me that please. I'm not her! I can't keep letting her take over like that! Ron will never be my master again." "Why don't you stick that back in my twat and just lie on top of me for a while. I want to tell you a story. It involves one of the most successful submissives this world has ever known." Looking sadly at Amy, Hannah complied and climbing on top of her after the dildo was inserted allowed her tits to squash into Amy's badly bitten ones. With her head resting on Amy's shoulder, Amy petted her as she spoke, "Now, this woman I'm talking about, her name was Susan Cane, and even though she was, like I say, the most successful submissive around, she was also a woman with a very short temper and a very dominating dark side. Needless to say these last two qualities could really cramp her submissive style from time to time; it was even the cause of her losing her first master." "She was a rejected slave," Hannah said looking up interested. "You can say that, her dark side always said her first master was a rejected master," Amy smiled and said, "Anyway, after he left her with four kids, she swore she'd take control of her dark side so that no Master would ever want to reject her again. But she discovered that to be one of the most submissive women in the world, she had to start off by being one of the strongest women in the world." Hannah looked at her shocked and said, "Well that sounds a bit contradicting." "That's what she thought, but more and more she realized it was true, because you see, she realized that it was human nature to be dominating and controlling and you have to be very strong to fight human nature." "Well I'd have to agree with her there," Hannah said coldly, fighting the urge to pump furiously into Amy's cunt. She then said curiously, "You say that she was the most successful submissive in the world, so she obviously found a solution, what did she do?" "Her submissive nature made a deal with her dominating nature; talking to herself she said, 'I know I can't suppress you forever, I know that if I don't let you have control once in a while you'll just keep inflating and inflating like a balloon and could pop at the most embarrassing or inappropriate times, so, I'll make a deal with you' she said looking at herself in the mirror. One night a month, for the entire night, I give you full control. "I let you be the most dominating, most cruel, most wicked being on earth, and in return I do not hear from you again for the rest of the month.' 'Just one night', her dark side answered, 'what's that to me?' 'Oh believe me,' Susan said, 'you will get so much action in that one night that you will be too exhausted to even consider showing your face again before it's time. I'll even let you video tape everything so you'll always have evidence that there were times in our lives when you alone were the leader.' "Her dominating self smiled and said, 'Susan Cane, the dominator, Yes!' 'NO!' Susan yelled back, 'you are not Susan Cane. Susan Cane is a very proud submissive who loves the pain and pleasure her masters can bring her. Since you are not me, you will have your own name, your own look, and even your own private space hidden away from my real world. Do we have a deal?' Susan's dark side stared back at her and smiling wickedly said, 'It's a deal; just call me PAIN.'" Hannah was looking at Amy in utter shock, "Your mother, The Mistress of Pain, was a submissive," she said unbelievingly. "Every single day of the month, every single night, except the last Saturday of every month, when my mother would mysteriously stop existing and one of the most dominating, evil and believe me very exciting women in the world would show up from nowhere and drop into our lives, or better said, we would drop into her world." Hannah was looking at Amy really excited now, her heart pumping fast. It sounded crazy, but she understood Susan's theory perfectly. For almost a week before her original escape into the Mistress' world, Hannah had been undergoing the most complete oppression of dominating feelings she'd ever attempted, by that night, her inner dominant was screaming to be let out. After that night, Hannah had once more been able to be her incredible submissive self for more than a month, up to that horrid bathing incident. "I understand," Hannah said excitedly, "and what's more, I know it works!" She leaned over and locked lips with Amy. When they finally got out of the bed Amy said, "Come on, I have something to show you." Hannah dropped her strap-on and followed Amy out into the hall. "Ever since Pietro took me up to the Mistress' Lair, I've been having small dreams, memories that I'd been trying to piece together about one night when I came out unexpectedly and caught my Mom getting ready to go to her lair. The thing that bothered me was that I could not remember seeing Mom using anything to bring the stairs down, in my memory; I just see the stairs descending by themselves like magic. In one of my last memories of it, I was able to remember two important things, where Mom was when the stairs came down, and a key." Hannah looked at her in a 'what does it mean' manner and said, "Well?" Amy walked over to the umbrella stand and put her hand on the wall above it, right on a metal plating Hannah had never thought much about, Amy pulled it and it swung open like a tiny circular metal door to reveal— "A key hole," Hannah said amazed. "I've had some mechanics and some locksmiths here for the past two weeks while all of you were out." Amy reached into the umbrella stand and pulled up a chain, and on the end of the chain— "A key," Hannah said more excited than ever. Amy inserted the key and turning it, Hannah watched as the attic stairs opened slowly up. "Wow, and to think, I've been killing myself trying to hook that thing!" They heard the door downstairs open and Amy quickly turned the key back to automatically retract the stairs. She then put the chain around Hannah's neck and giving her one last passionate kiss said, "It's yours, finder's keepers. All I ever really wanted were those videos, the last real memory of my family, you can keep all the rest," and she headed down the stairs leaving Hannah a bit shocked. Hearing someone coming up the stairs she quickly closed the metal plating to hide the key hole. Turning, she found herself looking right into Ron's eyes. He had his arms locked around Louise and Marilyn on either side of him. He gave her a nervous smile and turning led his pets into his room. Hannah kept staring at the door as it closed wanting almost to run in and pull those bimbos by the hair down the stairs. They liked being dominated; maybe she should dominate them right out of hers and Ron's lives. Suddenly a light shined in her eyes and a wicked evil grin appeared on her face, she said very strongly to herself, "This ends Saturday, my day!" Chapter Twenty-one – The Mistress Takes Command Early the next day, Hannah watched the screen to see when John and Don left the room. She knew Ron would be the last to leave because, as was usual of late, his two pets had totally drained him and left him beyond exhausted. As soon as Hannah saw John and Don exit the room, she rushed through the bathroom and into the boys' room. Ron still had his eyes closed, but he was somewhat awake. He felt someone get on the bed, but not wanting to completely wake up yet, he just ignored it. That is until he felt someone's mouth wrap around his cock. Opening his eyes he found himself staring deep into one of the most beautiful beloved pussies he knew. Strangely enough, it was and exact copy of 2 other pussies in the house, but neither of those brought the level of excitement, joy and love to Ron that this one did. He reached up and pulling her down stuck his tongue deep in her honey pot. How he had missed this honey sweet taste lately. Hannah's juices seemed to reenergize Ron, and he quickly forgot how tired he was. Soon he was completely into the act of sucking his one true pet. Hannah, on the other end, was having similar thoughts of how she had missed so greatly Ron's masterly cream in the morning. Having Lana's majestic juices for breakfast everyday was in no way bad, but man she missed Ron's cream. They sucked and sucked on each other until they'd made each other cum. When they had, Ron realized that Hannah had no plan of releasing his cock just yet, as she was still sucking on it, fighting to return it to its full glory. "Someone really woke up in need this morning," Ron thought smiling, deciding to enjoy it and attacked Hannah's pussy again. When she had Ron at full strength, Hannah got up and straddling him in a 'Cowgirl' position rode her fine steed long and hard. Finally, a little tired, she just lay on Ron lovingly, his cock still in her cunt, where, to her mind, it belonged. She leaned up and kissing him long and hard asked, "Do you love me?" Ron looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you have to ask?" And kissing her again embraced her strongly as if never wanting to release her. "I have a plan," Hannah said finally, "a solution to our problem." Ron smiled and said, "you're kidding." "It'll work, I know it will, but I need you to do one little thing for me. I'm having a small slumber party here on Saturday, just me and four of the girls from the OHPF club, not even Lana and Ana are invited." Ron looked at her questionably and said, "What do you need me to do?" "I need you to order your pets to be two of my guests." Ron looked at her suspiciously and said, "Are you going to tell me what your plan is?" "No," Hannah said smiling, "but if you truly love me, you'll trust that our problems are over." "Just out of curiosity, who will your other invited guests be?" "Martha Wise and Annie Styles," Hannah said with a glow in her eye. Ron smiled and said, "Two masters and two submissives, this should be a great party. I'll tell Louise and Marilyn they're not to miss it." *** On Saturday evening, Hannah looked closely at her four guests; she was trying to figure out what the perfect match would be. Louise and Marilyn were on one side of the girls' bed staring dreamily at the door to the bathroom. Their master was alone in the boys' room. Hannah had asked John, Don, Lana and Ana to camp out in the studio that night and give her full reign of the 2nd floor that night. She had requested Ron stay close by though, should his pets get out of hand. "Either match looks fine," she thought, "I'll just let Annie and Martha choose for themselves, I'll let them test them both out before we go up." Going over to Marilyn she said, "Annie and Martha are thirsty, spread your legs so they can have something to drink," Marilyn looked angrily at her and said, "You're not my master you can't—" "Your master ordered the two of you to listen to me during this party; didn't he?" Marilyn lowered her head in agreement and spreading her legs wide let Martha fall between them. "Louise, while Martha is sampling the Marilyn juice, why don't you let Annie have a good taste of Louise juice?" Grabbing something off the chest of drawers she told the other two, "Sample them both very well, I'm interested in knowing which one you like best, I'll be back in around 20 minutes so have your way with them." Smiling she walked into the bathroom and quickly walked across to the boys bedroom. "I thought you were coming to see me," Ron said, he was looking at the Plasma TV screen where Annie and Martha could be seen doing some fine dining. "Have you been watching all night," Hannah asked. "Since the first fuck session, so far you've had the masters fuck them both (first in the pussies then the asses), you then had each of the slaves return the favor, you then had Marilyn and Louise suck both Annie and Martha, now you're giving the masters a good taste test. So are they close to deciding yet?" "So far they've scored them pretty even and would be happy either way; this taste test should be a true tie breaker." "You know Honey, this still may not work, you can't just present them with new masters, not while they feel they have one already and are loyal to him." "I know," Hannah said, "that's why the first part of the plan is to get them to reject you as a master." "Good luck with that," Ron said a little amused, "only way that would happen is if they saw me dominated by someone and considered themselves prized trophies of the new master." "Exactly," Hannah said smiling wickedly, "goodnight dear, I'll see you after she's finished, I love." "What are you talking—" Ron hadn't finished talking when Hannah raised the mace like bottle of knock out spray to his face and sprayed. Grabbing Ron's cell phone from the desk she dialed quickly and talking said, "He's ready, come pick him up. She then sat on the bed to watch the girls in the next room a while, she was happy to see that they seemed very comfortable together. Martha had moved on to Louise, while Annie was now sampling Marilyn, the two couples had gotten into 69 positions and were really going all for it. Hannah took special note of the looks on Martha and Annie and thought, "Oh yeah, they've made their choices!" The hall door opened and Pietro and Amy came in, "Take him up and secure him in the stocks, you can leave the stairs down. I'm letting Martha and Annie stay awake to carry their new pets up themselves. Once you have him secured, you can return to your rooms, you won't be needed again tonight." "Yes young Mistress," Pietro said smiling and going over to where Ron was slumped on the floor grabbed him under his arms while Amy grabbed Ron's feet. Together they easily carried him out. Hannah took another look at the screen and thought, "Good, Martha and Annie remembered to keep their heads on opposite sides of the bed like I asked, this should be quick." She grabbed her can of 'Knock Out' and headed for her room. She walked into her room slowly, not wanting to alert Marilyn or Louise, she walked to the end of the bed where Louise's head was buried in Martha's cunt; next to them Annie was sucking Marilyn's clit and giving it tiny bites. Annie threw Hannah a look as she stood by Louise and in one swift move sprayed her. Annie smiled and went back to attacking Marilyn's clit. Hannah walked around to the other side of the bed where Martha was still digging into Louise's cunt, even though she knew Louise was no longer conscious. Next to them Marilyn was sucking Annie's cunt feverishly, unaware of what was happening anywhere else in the room. Hannah gave her a quick spray and she was instantly out. Annie, however, did not stop attacking Marilyn's clit. "I take it you've made your choices," Hannah said. "Oh yeah," Martha said, "I love this girl's taste, I can't get enough of it." "I don't find much difference in their taste," Annie said, "but I love how this girl knows exactly how to best stimulate me with that talented tongue of hers. I'd have her down there 24-7 if I could." "You can," Hannah smiled, "she is all yours after tonight," Hannah went over to a drawer and pulled out four dog collars she had had prepared, she discarded two and presented Martha and Annie each with one of the other two. "My gift to you," she said, "now let's get this show on the road." *** Ron didn't have the faintest idea how much time had elapsed before he caught a whiff of something and slowly started to return to his senses. He seemed in a far off place. Someone was talking, shouting actually, he couldn't quite make out the words yet. He wanted to rub his eyes, but something was keeping his hands from moving, trying to stretch his legs, Ron found that they too were secured. "And who is this," someone was shouting, "tell me who is he?" "He—he—he's ourrrr mmaasssterrr," someone said nervously and tearfully. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "This is not a master you dumb worthless piece of Shit! This is my toilet!" These words forced Ron to fully open his eyes and become aware of his situation. He looked around and saw immediately that he was in the Mistress' torture room again. From the contorted position he was in, it was easy to guess he was in the same stocks Lana had been in when they last paid the Mistress a visit. Ron could make out three people in front of him, the Mistress and his two pets. "Damn they look fucked up," Ron thought, "I don't think I want to know what hell she has put them through. They look beyond overjoyed though." He caught sight of some smelling salts on the floor by the Mistress and thought, "Well that explains why I'm back among the world of the living, 'anti-Knock out'. She probably kept me out cold and in front of the pets the whole time taunting them to ask me what to do if they couldn't make up their minds." "Now what is he? Tell me!" The Mistress screamed. Both Louise and Marilyn kept silent, they had noticed that Ron was now awake and looking at them. "They want me to tell them what to say," Ron thought, "but if I give them an order, I'll be declaring that I am still their master; on the other hand, I am the 'Master'! Am I going to let this faux dominator, this non-existent myth, steal my slaves!" Ron flashed anger in his eyes and was opening his mouth when— SLAP! "Keep quiet toilet!" The mistress ordered. "We're almost finished here! Open up wide, I need to go, now!" Ron was so shocked by the fury with which the Mistress had slapped him that his mouth just dropped open in surprise. The Mistress took advantage of the moment of uncertainty to climb right over the stocks and squat on Ron's face, making sure her urine hole was right on his mouth. "Oh my God, Marilyn, she's right! He is nothing but a toilet!" Louise screamed as the Mistress let her golden juices flow all over Ron's face and a good quantity ran right down his mouth and throat. "Oh Louise," Marilyn said almost in tears, "what are we going to do, we have no master!" They turned hopeful eyes at the Mistress as if begging her to claim them, she was after all the one that had humiliated their previous master, by rights they belonged to her; the Mistress just needed to make it official by declaring them her slaves. The Mistress got off Ron's face and walked over to the Rack right in front. She jumped up and sitting on the edge spread her legs. Ron took a good look finding something very strange or at least different about the cunt of his life. He looked at her face, her head especially and thought, "I can't believe how real that red hair looks, if it wasn't for the small clash with her pussy hairs last time, I may have doubted it was her, I guess she decided to fix that problem this time." Looking back down at her cunt he thought, "I can't wait to try it out though." The Mistress picked up a bell and rang it a few times. Louise and Marilyn brightened up, believing they were being summoned to her. Turning their backs on Ron they started walking toward her when suddenly, as if from nowhere they were both grabbed from behind. "So you think you don't have a master, well you're wrong!" SLAP! "You do have a master, BITCH! I'm your master! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! It was Martha Wise that was working out on Louise's face. At the same time, Annie Styles had grabbed Marilyn by the hair and dragged her across the room to a bench where, throwing Marilyn over her knees, she started screaming, "Do you know who I am you worthless WHORE!?!" SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Do you know!?!" She grabbed a large bump filled vibrator off the bench and ramming it forcefully into Marilyn's cunt screamed again, "Do you know who I am!" SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! She turned the vibrator on full speed and bending down bit Marilyn's tits hard. Marilyn screamed in delight, "Yes, I-I know who you are, you are my master!" On the other side, Martha's treatment of Louise had been having similar effects. "Who am I!?!" Martha screamed. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! "Holy shit," Ron thought, "she's using a stun gun on her!" Ron could hear multiple vibrator sounds coming from inside Louise's twat and her ass. He noticed recovery leashes on Martha's wrist. "She's inserted them directly into her," Ron thought as he heard louder ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! "I said do you understand who I am you stupid maladjusted BITCH SLAVE!" "You're—you're my master." Louise said smiling happily. "Well what do you know," Ron thought, "I think it worked." "Damn right you are my slave!" Martha screamed pulling out a very nice dog collar, "Read this bitch, tell the world what it says!" Reading, Louise's eyes brightened and she smiled happily as she said, "LOUISE Property of Martha Wise." "Damn right bitch," Martha said throwing a blindfold over Louise's head and saying, "Now I am taking my property to have a little private play time with my favorite new toy." Once blindfolded, she placed the collar on Louise's neck and attaching a leash to it, led her out of the torture room. In the meantime, Annie had also placed a blindfold, collar and leash on Marilyn and was pulling her along directing her out of the room. Ron was left alone with the Mistress who was looking right at him in a very, 'now it's your turn way'. The Mistress jumped down from the rack, where she had remained sitting the whole time, and going over to Ron smiled mischievously, she then bent down and licked her own piss off Ron's face, and then loosening the locks from the stocks, helped him up. "Wait in the next room," she said coldly, "I'll send that whore bitch of yours out as soon as she's finished her work." A little amazed as well as amused at how easily the Mistress could talk about Hannah as a third person, he stepped out and waited by the bed in the next room. Looking around he noted that the two new masters and his old pets were nowhere to be seen. "I did you your favor; now get the hell out of my world!" He heard the Mistress scream from inside the room, but he was pretty sure she wasn't talking to him, "and don't forget our deal, I expect to see you here next month, and keep that cunt just the way I like it, I expect a good long private drink every month before you start working." Hannah stepped awkwardly out of the torture room and locking the door with a key she screamed back, "Yeah, well you just remember, you don't leave that room, ever again!" She dropped something on the TV as she passed. She then turned and spotting Ron ran over to him and said, "Ron, are you alright? She didn't hurt you did she; that stupid bitch." "I'm fine honey; she didn't even touch me; though she did force a good amount of her piss down my throat." "Oh," Hannah said bringing her hand to her mouth in what could only have been taken for true shock and horror, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I told her she should bring you here in an attempt to get Louise and Marilyn to reject you. But I promise you, you never have to see her again." "Don't worry honey," Ron said smiling, "I mean, it worked; Louise and Marilyn are out of our lives. They rejected me and I am therefore not obligated to ever take them back, no matter what eventually happens with their new masters." "I can't believe the Mistress was actually able to get them to reject you, who in their right minds would give you up?" "Yeah," Ron said suddenly a bit depressed, 'but who in their right mind wants a toilet for a master." Hannah went up to him and giving him a strong kiss said, "I know someone, downstairs." "Downstairs," Ron questioned, "there's no one up here willing to have me as a master?" "Masters and submissives don't exist on this floor, except in her room of course," as she said this she threw the door to the torture room and angry look. "In this room and in the bathroom, only people in love exist, and occasionally people looking for some family fun." "And are you in love or just looking for family fun?" "Both actually," Hannah said smiling and leaning over she kissed him again but quickly retracted. Ron looked at her questionably and asked, "Something wrong?" Giggling Hannah said, "You taste like piss. Maybe we should take a bath first. We'll have to sleep up here since both rooms downstairs are currently being used for breaking in slaves." Ron walked with her toward the bathroom door but stopping abruptly said, "What did she mean about a deal and seeing you next month?" "I had to offer her something to help us. I promised I'd be back every last Saturday of the month, in the evening, to help her with her video diaries." She turned back toward the TV and grabbed what she dropped there. Returning to Ron she showed him a DVD disk, "like this one I helped her with tonight. The recording world has changed a little since the last time she was around and she doesn't truly understand digital. She had me title it, I know what the main title of this means, but I don't know what she was thinking when she had me add the subtitle." Ron read the main title and smiled, 'The Mistress of Pain and the Master's Pets' he however, smiled more strongly at the subtitle, 'The Mistress of Pain and The Master of Love Forever'. "Well," Ron said, "Forever is a long time, I'm sure this isn't finished yet." "You don't mind that I'll be helping her once a month; like I said before, you never have to see her again." "Nonsense, if you're going to be up here with her, then that's where I'll be too, I mean, the favor she did was as much for me as for you." Hannah jumped him kissing him again and again, finally Ron said, "What happened to me tasting like piss?" "Oh it's not that bad; you might remember you once had me drink a whole cup of yours." "That's right," Ron said, "and you're right, it wasn't bad, though, and never tell the Mistress I said this, but for that perfect bitter taste and that beautiful golden color, I still prefer 3 fl. Oz. of Lana golden juice as the secret ingredient." Hannah gave him an angry push onto the bed an then jumped in after him saying, "Well I know one of my juices you prefer over Lana's, and wait until you see what the Mistress made me do, right after she shaved herself, I know you are going to love it." She then straddled his face with her new hairless pussy and leaning down caught his cock in her mouth. Chapter Twenty-two – Patty's Principal Problem "By the return of spring, everything was going incredibly well for all of the Andersons: Stan had been made employee of the month 3 months running (for some amazing budget saving breakthroughs); Laura was happy with her family at work as much as with her family at home; John and Debbie had officially announced they were going steady; Ron and Hannah were, well, they were Ron and Hannah most of the time though every other week they would escape to the Mistress' old bed chamber and be Romeo and Juliet for the weekend; Don was apparently in a serious relationship with Harry Fuller. "However, his brothers and sisters had a funny feeling about this, there was a bit of a mystery about it, for some reason the relationship was being kept semi-secret they both openly admitted it, but they were never truly seen together; Lana was leading the OHPF club from successful meeting to successful meeting, though in her personal life she was still as much Dr. Lewis' secret love as she was Katrina's official love. "The three of them had shared some awesome threesomes in the Mistress' bed chamber (Hannah had finally revealed it's location to both Lana and Ana, but except for Ron, Amy and Pietro they were still the only ones in the house that knew the entrance); and finally, there was Ana, whose relationship with Patricia Clark can be described in two simple words 'True Love'. With everything going so well, who could have dreamed that there was trouble (and big one) just around the corner?" *** As soon as the bell announcing the end of music class sounded, most of the students poured out of the class. Hannah, Ana and Lana hung around a few moments and when everyone else was out, the three of them headed to the desk. "Miss Clark," Lana said, "don't forget our special off campus meeting this Saturday." "I'd never forget it, Lana; you know you can't keep me away." "Yeah," Ana said, "remember, her true love will be there." She caressed Patty's face as she said this. "Well I wouldn't go announcing it to the world," Patty said smiling and pinching Ana's cheeks, "remember, my true love is a student of mine and I could lose my job if anyone even suspected anything sexual was happening." At that moment, there was an urgent knock on the door, it had been locked by Ana as soon as the last student had left; she now walked from around Patty's desk to go open it. A worried looking Rita Mars came in and said, "Oh, Miss Clark, I'm sorry to disturb you but I forgot my new Pocket PC, I ran out in such a hurry." She ran over to her desk and said, "Oh thank goodness it's still here." She quickly picked it up and ran back out. "Hannah, did you want something?" Miss Clark asked. "I was just wondering how I did on the last exam." Ana had once more locked the door and returned to Patty's side of the desk, actually sitting on her lap this time." "You still want to know if you have the grades to be the Teacher's Pet," kissing Ana on the neck a few times she added, "if, of course, I didn't have a beautiful pet already." "I think we better get out of here Hannah," Lana said smiling as Ana turned to sit facing Patty, "I think we're cutting into their valuable 45 minutes of daily private alone time." As Patty and Ana started to kiss, Lana added, "I'll make sure the door is locked when we leave." By the time Hannah and Lana reached the door and stepped out, Patty and Ana had begun unbuttoning their blouses for their daily milking ritual. *** At a lunch table, 'Fat Freak' (A. K. A. Joshua Myers) was sitting as his best friend Rita Mars came in and sat across from him smiling. "I take it you found it," Joshua said. "Yes," she said pulling out the Pocket PC she had recovered. "I'm telling you 'Fat Freak', Mom and Dad would have killed me if I'd lost it after just one week of having it." "I may kill you if you don't stop calling me 'Fat Freak'," Joshua said annoyed. "What do you mean," Rita asked looking at him puzzled, "that's your name, you invented it, and you wore it proudly all through J.H.S., best rapper in our graduating class." "Yeah, well I'm not into rap anymore, so I'll just search for a new name. In the meantime, Josh will do fine." Rita was looking oddly at her Pocket PC and she pressed a button. "Yeah, well I'm not into rap anymore, so I'll just search for a new—" Rita hit a button to shut it off. "Well fancy that," she said, "it's still been recording all this time. God knows how much worthless babble I'll have to listen to now before finding that final assignment Miss Clark gave us." She went back several minutes in the file and heard, "Oh thank goodness it's still—" Rita paused the playback. "Okay, so that is just before I picked it up again, so the assignment can't me much further back." Going back just a little more in the file she heard, "Yeah, remember her true love will be there. Well I wouldn't go announcing it to the world, remember my true love is a student of mine and I could lose my job if anyone even suspected anything sexual was happening." They then heard loud furious knocking and then, "Oh Miss Clark—" Rita shut if off looking wide- eyed. "Did you hear that," she said a little shocked and a little angry (Rita was an activist for school rules and responsibilities; it's what made her a school outcast). "Miss Clark is having an affair with a student, and she was joking about it to the Anderson girls; oh," she said suddenly even angrier, "it must be one of the Anderson boys!" The reason this made her angrier is because she had personally tried to seduce each and every one of the Anderson boys herself and been rejected by all of them. "We have to get this to Principal Green immediately!" "Wait up, Rita," Josh said nervously, "I'm not sure I heard anything clearly, we were just listening to a fragment of speech. For all we know they could have been discussing making a musical version of the Graduate!" Actually, Josh knew quite well what he had heard, but he was torn by the fact that Rita was his best friend and he wouldn't want her to look like a fool, and the fact that Ms. Clark was his favorite teacher and he wouldn't like to see her in any trouble, especially trouble that could ultimately get her fired and even land her in jail. He was therefore unsure what to do at the moment and preferred they not do anything at all too quickly. "Well here, listen from the beginning if you have to, I've heard enough, I'm going to get Principal Green and bring her here." Josh didn't stop to wonder why Rita wasn't simply taking the PC to Principal Green's office to play in private. He knew his best friend was in all sense of the phrase a 'Drama Queen' and would prefer unveiling her evidence in the center of a crowded cafeteria rather than alone in an office with no audience. As she got up and left, Josh wondered, "my best friend's high school reputation, or my best teacher's entire future life?" He looked over at another table and saw the Anderson kids, minus Ana, plus Debbie Wilson. "Then again," he thought, "there is a third thing to consider." He rushed over to the table with the Andersons and pulling up a chair said to their shocked faces, "Sorry to do this like this, but we don't have much time. Rita is on her way to get Principal Green to have her listen to this." Josh pressed a button on the PC and to their horror they heard Patty saying, "Remember my true love is a student of mine and I could lose my job if anyone even suspected anything sexual was happening." Josh shut it off and said to Lana and Hannah especially, "It was recording the whole time you were there, Rita had been taking notes when she forgot it." "Everything we said is in there," Lana said looking frightened, what more had they said? She couldn't remember, she had talked about the OHPF club, had she said anything specific? "What do you want," Ron said suddenly taking control. "Ron, what do you mean," Lana asked. "He's showing us this for a reason; what's the reason?" "I want into the OHPF club immediately, I have the documentation you need and fit all the requirements that were in the letter. Accept me right now and I'll reset the PC to original status before they get here. Rita has only had this for a week so she won't lose much, plus all contacts, tasks and notes from before today are backed up on her regular home computer and are easily retrievable. So what do you say? Do I make the evidence go away, or do I just hand Rita back her un-tampered with property?" He was talking directly to Lana. "Make it go away," Lana said, "bring the necessary documentation to Wednesday's OHPF meeting and your in." Josh nodded and said, "Remember, there will still be an accusation, and maybe even an investigation into the accusation, but without this," he looked at the PC, "it is just a rumor and everyone should simply act like it's a ridiculous rumor. And someone should warn Miss Clark as soon as possible. If anyone asks you, you were discussing 'Dawson's Creek'. He got up and returned to his seat just as Rita returned with Principal Green; in a second, he held down the power button while sticking the point of his pen in the reset slot on the back. He slipped the PC back in its case just as Principal Green and Rita reached the table. "May I see that," Principal Green said holding out her hand. Josh handed it to her at an angle and it slipped through her fingers and fell with a thud to the floor. "Oh no," Rita said, "my PC!" She dove to pick it up and pulling it out of its case quickly examined it. "Oh no, what's happening to it," she shouted. "Let me see," Josh said, "I understand them better." Rita passed it to him and after looking at is said, "Don't worry, it's fine; it just reset to original status. When you synchronize with your home computer you should get everything back exactly as it was this morning. Unfortunately, today's music notes are gone for good. I'll talk to Jane and see if she'll give us a copy of the assignment." "Oh no, did you hear any more about who she's having an affair with?" "I couldn't understand much, I heard her talking about 'Dawson's Creek'; maybe that's what we heard, you know Pacey's affair with Ms. Jacobs." "How they can even show such ridiculous trash on public television is beyond me," Principal Green said angrily. "No," Rita argued furiously, "I know what I heard, she was talking in the first person, about herself, not about someone else, and certainly not about a TV show! She was confessing to having a sexual relationship with a student in this school." "Rita, we have no evidence of that," Josh said. "Not without that PC recording, right Principal Green." He looked at Principal Green and saw her looking very somber, "unfortunately, without that recording we also have no evidence that Ms. Clark was not talking about having an affair with a student. An accusation has been made and the school must investigate if it is valid enough to bring before the entire school board." *** KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Debbie pounded furiously at the door of Ms. Patty's music classroom, but, in the same way they had ignored Lana's cell phone calls to both their lines, they were ignoring the urgent pounding. They did not like being cheated out of their precious private sex time. Finally Debbie decided it was time to use the last resort, she pulled out the copy of the master key that Lana had passed her and opening the door walked right in, locking it quietly behind her. Ana was still on Patty's lap, only now they were both totally nude, Ana was leaning back against the desktop as Patty sucked her tits, and she was moving her hips up and down as if pumping. Debbie walked around to look at them from the side; amazingly they were so into each other, they still hadn't even noticed her there. Debbie saw that the two were connected at the cunts by a long, obviously, double-sided dildo that was partially extracted from both their twats when Ana moved up, and fully reinserted when she moved down. "Wow," Debbie said, "that's so cool, it's as if you were fucking each other." Debbie said to Ana. "What," Patty said embarrassed. "Debbie!" Ana screamed annoyed. "What are you doing here?" Debbie had been so entranced watching them, that she had forgotten the urgency of her mission. "Oh my," she suddenly said, "quick you have to stop and get dressed. No time to explain completely just that they suspect Ms. Clark is having an affair with a student and they might be here to talk to her soon!" "Oh God," Ana said, leaping onto the desk to totally extract the dildo from her pussy. The other end, which was still in Patty's pussy, was then extracted, and they dressed in a rush. During that time Debbie gave a more detailed explanation of what had transpired, explaining too that the evidence was being destroyed and that if questioned they should say they were talking about 'Dawson's Creek'. Patty was actually an old fan of the show and knew what that meant. As soon as they were finished dressing, Patty sat normally at her desk with a stack of papers to grade in front, Ana and Debbie ran out and headed toward the lunch room, they passed Principal Green heading toward the music department on their way. "Oh no," Ana said, this isn't happening. We've been so careful, how can this happen?" "Maybe a classroom is not the best place to have an affair with a teacher." Debbie suggested lamely, drawing a cold stare from Ana. They reached the lunch table where the others were gathered and Lana said, "Everything alright?" "I just saw Principal Green heading toward the Music Dept!" Ana said excitedly. "Were they able to lose the evidence?" Lana threw a look at the table where Josh and Rita sat, they were arguing a bit loudly. At least Rita was, Josh was trying to get her to keep her voice down. "I'm sorry Rita, but if you don't calm down I'm going to have to sit somewhere else." They heard him say, "I'm sorry that your PC reset itself, but you saw it wasn't my fault so don't be angry with me." "I'm guessing it worked," Lana said, "at least the destruction of the evidence, but the accusation still stands as does the need for—" "A preliminary investigation," Ron said sourly. "Poor Patty," Ana said, "this is all my fault; I should be with her right now!" "Now, now," Lana said, "don't go worrying, it's not as if they have anything solid. As to being with Patty, that is exactly what you should not be until this is completely cleared up. Everything is going to work out fine." *** In Patty's classroom, Principal Green entered without knocking; Patty was bent over a report, reading it. "Ms. Clark, forgive me," Principal Green said. "Principal Green, how can I help you?" Principal Green went over to Patty's desk and to Patty's surprise, began taking deep breaths. After around a minute of this she started studying Patty's face intensely. "Forgive me Principal—" Patty began but Principal Green held out her hand signaling her to stop. Principal Green then took one of the papers on Patty's desk and laid it down on the corner edge of the desk. Patty looked curiously, but said nothing. Principal Green then began systematically lifting the paper, moving it over the width of the paper and laying it again on the desk. Patty had no idea what Principal Green could possibly be looking for, until, that is, she found it. Toward the center of the desk, where Ana last sat, the paper Principal Green laid down suddenly developed a big round wet spot. "Oh," Patty said surprised, "I must have spilled my water." Principal Green lifted the paper and brought the damp spot to her nose. "That doesn't smell like water," she said very serious. "Ms. Clark, have you been feeling well, you seemed incredibly flushed when I came in, you looked liked you'd just been running the hundred mile dash. What classroom activity can possibly leave a person looking so exhausted?" "I've been marking a lot of papers since class ended," Patty said quickly, "a music class in which I was demonstrating the differences between dancing to disco and dancing to rock." "Yes I can see how that can tire someone out a bit," Principal Green said smiling, but then, once more becoming very serious she said, "Ms. Clark, I'll come right to the point, I've had several complaints throughout the year from the maintenance department and the custodians of very strange odors in this room, such as the powerful biological odor I was scenting when I came in. They have also been complaining of constantly having to wash powerful unknown stains from your desk. "I had some suspicions what might be going on, but you are an incredible teacher and I was willing to give you the benefit of a doubt. However, a clear and precise accusation has now been made and I can not in any way disregard it, or disregard the evidence I have found in this room. I'm going to recommend an immediate preliminary hearing to weigh the accusation against the evidence found. If what we find seems credible, it will be taken to the board of education for a full investigation of your activities as a teacher and eventually our findings would probably have to be turned into the state for a criminal investigation into possible criminal charges. "Normally for this preliminary hearing you'd be allowed to continue teaching, giving you the decency of a benefit of a doubt, but as I said before, I've been giving you that for some time now. You are immediately suspended from work; the official hearing itself will take place one week from today. I'll leave you with this important tip, you should avoid contact with any student in this school until then, this includes all forms of communication, face to face, phone, email, IM and Net-conferencing, Should it go all the way to criminal court, any and all records could be used. Please pack your things." "Principal Green," Patty said tearfully, "this can't be real. Do I even get to know what I have been accused of?" "I think you know, but if you want me to say it, fine, you're being accused of having a sexual relationship with one of our students. The young girl that made the accusation was under the impression that it was a boy, but—" she gave the wet spot on the paper she was holding another sniff, "I don't think she is quite right about that part." *** Principal Green looked at Hannah, Ana and Lana suspiciously, she had immediately called them into her office. The three of you were with Ms. Clark after class today," she stated strongly, "why?" "Well I was there because I had to talk over some club business," Lana said calmly, maybe too calmly, "she's our faculty advisor and I'm the President." "Right," Principal Green said doubtfully, "your abstinence club. It will have to be temporarily, if not permanently, shut down. Ms. Clark can not function as faculty advisor at this time and until you find a replacement—" "What," Lana said unbelieving, "but we have another faculty advisor, we have Dr. Lewis." "Yes, of course, well your club being a private club you should really have two, however, I'll allow Dr. Lewis up to one month to be sole faculty advisor, after that, if Ms. Clark has not returned and you have not found a suitable substitute, you must close." Lana looked almost tearful, she was in shock, but nodded her agreement. "What about you two?" Principal Green said to Hannah and Ana, "What were you doing in her office after class?" "I was just trying to find out my grade on a test we had at the beginning of the week." Hannah said, "I've been trying to achieve a 4.0 grade point average. So far I've been pretty successful, but I was really worried about that test." "Yes, I've heard of you. Every teacher's pet. Every teacher, strangely enough, except Ms. Clark. I wonder why that would be. What about you," she added quickly, looking at Ana, "why were you there?" "I'm Ms. Clark's T.A., I'm always there for a little while during lunchtime to help mark some papers." Somewhere in Principal Green's head a little voice shouted, "BINGO!" She looked at Ana penetratingly and said, "so you're there every day, ever spend time sitting on her desk?" "I—What!" Ana said shocked at the question and suddenly looking very guilty. "Do you wear underwear Ms. Anderson?" Principal Green asked. "I—I—now listen, I don't know what you mean by these questions but—" "Ms. Clark has been suspended on suspicion of having an affair with a student," Principal Green said brutally, "Due to evidence I found in her classroom when I went to speak to her I had narrowed the wide selection of students down to the female population. Due to testimony that was given me during lunch, I narrowed that down to 3 probabilities, and now, I have a strong suspicion that I know exactly what student we're talking about. I'll tell you the same thing I told her Ana, if the hearing in one week shows that the suspicions are substantiated, it will be taken to the board of education for an investigation, which will result, no doubt, in the loss of her teaching license, and, due to the age of the other suspected party," she looked Ana straight in the eyes, "in all probably a criminal investigation." "NO!" Ana said crying, "It's not true! She's innocent, she hasn't done anything wrong!" "And as for the student involved," Principal Green said, "determining the level of her knowledgeable participation in a criminal act, anything from probation, to temporary suspension, to complete suspension for the rest of the school year, to total expulsion from the school." Ana looked both shocked and scared. She couldn't find any words to speak. "One last thing I told Ms. Clark is that she definitely should have no form of communication with any students in this school until the hearing. Should any student try to get Ms. Clark to break that ban, they would only be doing her much more harm. You three are excused now." Principal Green said with a smile. *** In TXLT2's studio at the Anderson garage, the OHPF club members had been called in for an emergency meeting. Ana had asked Josh Myers to be there too, she wanted a first hand account of everything that had happened directly from him. "Fellow members, we are in dire need of your aid, one of our own is in trouble, and when one of us has a problem, we all have a problem for we are a family!" It was Ana speaking, she had called this meeting in search of ideas. "This problem, especially, affects us all, because if we don't find a solution, it can be the end of the OHPF club completely." The members had been briefed on the situation and were trying to come up with a logical solution. But there was no good honest solution to be found. Finally Josh stood up and said, "Then maybe we need a dishonest solution. "Excuse me," Ana said. "I said, if we can't find an honest solution, then maybe it's time to start looking for a dishonest one. I didn't dishonestly force my way into this club just to have it closed down within a month of my getting in. If you can't fight clean, then fight dirty. Principal Green is the focal point. She is the principle problem. The final decision on Ms. Clark's hearing is made by her. You have one week to find a way to 'persuade' Principal Green to completely shut down the investigation." "And how do we do that?" John asked doubtfully. "You tell me," Josh said smiling, "I just got here; you know better than me what your member's special talents are." "Our member's special talents," Ana repeated questionably. Then smiling at Josh especially and then at the rest of the members she said, "Okay club, this is what I need to know, I need to know what the good principal finds irresistible, is she a dominator in search of slaves?" she said casting Hannah, Louise and Marilyn looks, "does she like being dominated and need a master?" as she said this she threw Ron, Martha and Annie strong looks. "Does she like soul food?" she said looking a Jan Wesley and Aaron Brown, "Chinese food" she said glancing at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, "or Spanish dishes," she nodded to Jennifer and Roberto. "Does she need a cunt or a cock more? I need to know this guys, and I need to know it yesterday! Dr. Lewis, haven't you ever talked with her?" Dr. Lewis stood up and said, "Just once or twice, but she always left things strictly business like and to the point as if she was afraid I'd analyze her if she said something otherwise." Then smiling said, "Were I to make an analysis I would say there is a deep dark secret in there somewhere she doesn't want to get out." "Well I want it out," Ana said, "starting tomorrow, NO; starting now I want everyone on this! Get out there and find her weakness!" Then suddenly almost crying she added, "Please!" That evening Principal Green was to go to a fund raiser at the Carson Estate, Stan and Laura would be there too, but the only actual members of the OHPF there were Louise and Marilyn. They watched her like a hawk, trying to find an opportunity to be able to be alone with her. Finally they saw her heading for a bathroom and when she was inside, they went into a bedroom that connected to the bathroom and quickly stripped and grabbing dildos started pumping each other against the door, making sure it opened and they dropped into the bathroom floor right in front of Principal Green. They continued pumping each other as if they didn't notice what had happened. They were, in fact, paying very much attention to Principal Green's reaction. They saw her sweating as she shot longing looks at both Louise and Marilyn's juicy cunts, she was herself urinating at the time and she now grabbed some toilet paper, and she started to rub herself dry furiously. However, she then came to her senses and said, "Girls, I don't think you realize what's happened." They looked up surprised and Louise said, "Oh my, Principal Green, how—" "Louise, we fell in the bathroom!" They jumped up leaving their dildos on the floor. Louise then bent down with her cunt almost in Principal Green's mouth, to pick one of the dildos up, at the same time Marilyn bent down with her cunt right in Louise's face to pick up the other one. Louise suddenly took the opportunity to stick her tongue in Marilyn's honey pot and lick deep and long. Principal Green saw this and licked her lips anxiously, looking deep into Louise's pussy wanting so much to taste it. She however, bit her tongue and closing her eyes resisted the temptation. Louise and Marilyn finally stood up and headed back to the connecting bedroom. "Test one completed," Louise told Ana over the phone. "Cunts definitely turn her on, she didn't try anything, but there's no doubt she very much wanted to." "Thanks girls," Ana said making a note, "now let's check what she thinks of cocks." *** Principal Green was driving home from the fund raiser. To say she was worked up would be the understatement of the year; she had gotten so hot and excited with Louise and Marilyn's exhibition that she could hardly drive straight. She was reaching her house when she thought she saw someone standing by one of the trees on her property. Stopping the car and getting out to investigate she saw it was someone urinating. "Hey you," she said angrily, "that tree is part of my property!" Roberto Reyes turned around giving the Principal a full sight of his fully erect, Latin lover cock which was still in his hand. "I'm sorry did you—" he began, and as if shocked he said, "Principal Green, I'm sorry, can I help you with something?" He started, supposedly, unconsciously masturbating slowly as he spoke. "What did you say?" "I said this is my property and you are urinating on my tree!" She wasn't even looking at his cock, obviously she wasn't the least bit attracted. "Oh, sorry, we had been driving for some time and we really needed to go." "We?" Principal Green questioned. "Yes, right Aaron?" Aaron Brown stepped out from behind the same tree with his massive piece of dark meat sticking out in front of him and said, "did you say something Roberto?" He too grabbed his cock as he spoke and started pumping back and forth slowly. He noticed Principal Green (apparently for the first time) and said, "Principal Green, hello, do you have to go too?" "No, I do not have to go!" She said angrily and again with little to no notice of the incredible hunk of meat in front of her. "You two have to go before I call the police. You are lucky you are not near the school or I would expel you! And put those things away!" She turned around and headed for her house." Roberto and Aaron shrugged their shoulders and put away their equipment (meaning of course their cocks). Once back in Roberto's car he made a call and said, "Test two completed, you will definitely get no help from the testosterone enriched members. This woman is 100% non- cock attracted." *** The next day during lunch, Dr. Lewis entered Principal Green's office with an assortment of lunch possibilities. "Irma, can we have a talk please. I brought some lunch. I wasn't sure what you liked so I brought a little of everything, some American," he pulled a hot plate with an illustrated covering and set it before the Principal, the picture on the cover was of a normal white Anglo-Saxon teen girl (very beautiful I may add), "some soul food," he placed a second hot plate next to the first, this one had a beautiful afro-American teenage girl on the cover, Principal Green gave this one a lot more looks than the first but still showed great resistance, "some Chinese," he put a plate with a beautiful oriental girl on the cover down by the others. Dr. Lewis did not fail to notice that not only did the picture on this third selection totally capture the Principal's attention, her heart actually appeared to skip a few beats and she definitely started to sweat, "and of course some Spanish food, what's your specialty?" Principal Green did not even bother looking at the Latin bombshell on the cover of the final selection, her eyes were on number three and nothing else. "Dr. Lewis—" "Please call me Randy, the entire faculty does." "Randy I don't think we should be talking here." "Please it's the best place to talk about the current situation, and who better to talk it over with than a sexologist?" Principal Green looked at him for a minute and stretching out her hand grabbed the plate of Chinese food saying, "Maybe you're right, maybe you can help. You know both Ms. Clark and Ana Anderson well, what are your ideas on the current situation? Dr. Lewis watched as, subconsciously, Principal Green grabbed a chop stick and started pumping it in and out through a hole she had formed with the thumb and index finger of the other hand, she had yet to open her food, she simply kept staring at the picture and actually licked her lips as she continued pumping. "I'll give you my ideas but they are 100% off the record, is that understood?" "Yes of course Dr.—I mean Randy." "My ideas are that your suspicions are 100% correct and you'll find that confirmed soon enough." "Really," Principal Green said surprised at the admission, then remembering why he was there said, "So what did you want to talk about?" "Just that, you should eat your food now, it will get cold," and just like that he grabbed the other plates stood up and left. Outside, Ana and Lana were waiting for him and they walked down the hall together, "Well," Ana said impatiently when he wouldn't talk. "Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, definitely, they are your ultimate weapon," and he continued walking down the hall alone. *** The next morning, Principal Green arrived at her office, early as she usually did. She was always the first one there and at first she believed this to be true that day also, until she turned on the lights of her office and found a major surprise on her desk. "What are you two doing here?" Principal Green said nervously. "I mean, I see what you're doing, so beautiful, I mean, how did you get in here? Where are your clothes, those delicious china cunts—I mean you shouldn't be doing that—my desk, full of juice, delicious Chinese juice." Principal Green had walked in on the OHPF members in a 69 on her desk. They now looked up as if shocked. "Principal Green," Le-Ann said, "it was a dare. We had to accept it or look like chicken," as she said this she jumped off the desk. "Yes," Principal Green said, hypnotized by Le-Ann's gorgeous full china doll body, "Chicken," she repeated, mesmerized and then giving Le-Ann's cunt another deep stare said, "tastes like chicken." "Not me," Le-Ann said, dragging her finger in her pussy and rolling it around several times. "I taste sweet," she said, presenting her finger to Green's mouth "Go ahead, try." "Le-Ann, I really can—" Le-Ann stuck her finger in Principal Green's mouth and let it role on her tongue. Principal Green locked her lips around the finger and started truly sucking it, determined to get every bit of wonderful flavor off it. "I'm sweet, yes," Le-Ann said. "Oh yes you are," Principal Green said. "Hey, how about me," Wei-Lu said, standing up on the desk and bending down so that her china twat was right in Principal Green's nose where she absorbed the aroma. Before Principal Green could help herself, her tongue was deep in Wei-Lu's beautiful pussy. How she loved Chinese food. In the meantime, Le-Ann had pulled down her skirt and panties and was pumping her tongue in and out of Principal Green's cunt. Principal Green didn't resist, because the only thing she loved more than her tongue in a Chinese pussy was a Chinese tongue in her pussy. Principal Green kept sucking Wei-Lu's cunt, clit and asshole until she felt Wei-Lu on the verge, then she locked her mouth on her main sex hole and pumped her tongue in and out furiously until she felt her most favorite treat in the world flood her mouth, "China juice," Principal Green thought, "oh yes, it had been way too long since I last tasted it." As she finished drying Wei-Lu off, Le-Ann quickly jumped on the desk and bringing her legs up spread wide and said, "Don't forget me." "Never," Principal Green said, bending to some fine dining in this amazing Chinese restaurant that was her office. Wei-Lu, in the meantime, had taken over the job abandoned by Le-Ann, the job of sucking Principal Green's pussy, not to mention her ass and her clit. Principal Green attacked Le-Ann's clit and, bringing her fingers into play for the first time, stuck three fingers into Le-Ann's cunt and started pumping joyously away. Principal Green felt her own juices starting to flow and Wei-Lu lapped them up like a cat. Principal Green then locked her mouth over Le-Ann's cunt and pinching and pulling her little China clit, caused her to scream as she came and came like the Asian Ocean. When Wei-Lu had finished Principal Green's juices, And Principal Green had finished with Le-Ann, Principal Green fell exhausted into her chair; the OHPF china dolls weren't finished with her yet though. They each jumped on one of her legs and together pulled off her blouse and bra. They each then locked on to one of her boobs. "Oh joy," she thought, "beautiful china lips on my tits. She hadn't played with the girls boobs yet, but she now wrapped a arm around each of them and filled each hand with a delectable yellow orb. It was in that position that she remained when the door suddenly swung open and a naked Ana entered the room and sat on Principal Green's desk staring right into her eyes. Principal Green moved her eyes down to Ana's open cunt which was now leaking juice all over her desk. "You see Principal Green, I like sitting on lots of desks, it doesn't mean I'm in a sexual relationship with the desk's owner. Now we need to talk about Patty." Ana said seriously, "You have no real evidence against her and should drop the investigation immediately declaring that you found the rumors 100% untrue." "And why would I do that, even without solid evidence I can still make my case," she said this angrily with the china dolls still sucking her boobs and her hands still on one each of theirs. "Because if you can make a case without evidence, what do you think I can do?" She revealed a cell phone she'd been holding and opening it showed that it was running a video of everything that had just transpired. "You set this up!" Principal Green said, still not releasing the boobs in her hand. "And you seem to have enjoyed it very much," Ana said smiling. "So that's all you want, that I drop Ms. Clark's investigation?" "Also that should any similar accusations surface against any OHPF member that you quickly dismiss it, and that you make sure that as long as you are Principal that the OHPF stays open and review free. That's all we need." "This deal only goes as to the clubs special activities," Principal Green said starting to feel a strong itch between her legs brought on by the continuous double milking she was receiving. "If any of them are caught cheating, cutting, not doing work etc. any regular school rule, they are not to try and hide behind this." "That's fair," Ana agreed, "anything else?" "And these two are mine twice a week," Principal Green said smiling at Wei-Lu and Le-Ann, "They are now my official Principal's Assistants." She kissed them both on the forehead. Ana looked at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu who looked back and without releasing the tits they were sucking, nodded their consent. "It's a deal," Ana said smiling, "With the condition that you stay clean, test yourself tri- monthly. We knew you were clean because you were the first tested at our awareness campaign, but if you are going to continue regularly with two of our members you have to stay clean. 'Safe Sex' is out motto." *** Patty stared up at the ceiling as she recovered from her latest orgasm and said, "I haven't thanked you for whatever you did Sugar." She was smiling as she turned her face to look at Ana. "Principal Green called me personally yesterday to say that it was all a mistake and that she apologized for the inconvenience it caused me. "Did she say anything else?" "Just that she was canceling all maintenance and custodial services to my office from now on. The cleaning should therefore be handled by me and my T.A., preferably on a daily basis." "So you'll be back in school on Monday," Ana asked. "Absolutely, Principal Green also said that they are paying me for the time I was on suspension. She sounded incredibly happy about something." Ana turned in Patty's bed where they had spent the last 24 hours together and said, "How can she not be happy, she's found who she wants to be with and she's with them." She then climbed on top of Patty's naked body and kissing her said, "Just like me!" "Just like me too," Patty confirmed and kissed her passionately back. Chapter Twenty-three – The Boss' Dinner Party George Fuller had been feeling a little stressed at his Accounts Receivable Division, with summer just around the corner, it meant that the company's fiscal year would be ending and with that meant end of year reports. "Laura," he said over the intercom, "can you bring me some coffee please?" Laura came in quickly and saw how pale he looked, "George, what's wrong?" she said. "I'm just getting aggravated a little with some of these numbers." He gave a furious look at his keyboard. "I'm forgetting something, something simple." "George you need some serious inspiration," putting the cup in the cup holder of his desk she said, "Let me help." Unzipping his pants she fished out his cock and getting on her knees began sucking as George thought. "The amount of the income is off by several thousands of dollars in September. What was the company doing at that time, a fund raiser, activity, did we get a last minute client I haven't put down here." Seeing he wasn't totally relaxing, Laura got up and said "Let me take a peak." She sat on his lap inserting his cock deep in her cunt and constantly ground her hip. While doing this she looked over his September page on the computer. Feeling him near blowing, and not wanting to spend the rest of the day with a cum filled pussy, she leapt off again and getting back on her knees suctioned him in and continued sucking until he had cum and was definitely looking more blissful and rested. Getting up she said, "Drink your coffee, then add all the money that the company got from the sale of the excess office equipment and furniture from our department in September to your report. That should make it balance out." "Oh," said George his eyes lighting, "how could I be so stupid!" "Don't worry about it, everybody seems the same these days," Laura said smiling. "I take it you've been busy inspiring the others?" "Sometimes two or three times a day," Laura admitted. "Well, you do a good job, thanks." And George grabbed his coffee, gulped it down and got right to work. Stepping back toward her own desk she saw Stan standing by it. "Hello Mr. Anderson," she said smiling, "can I help you with something? Feeling stressed in any way?" "No thanks Ms. Irving," Stan said also smiling, "Maggie has been keeping me stress free with 10 minute service breaks every hour on the hour." "Good," Laura said, suddenly talking like a concerned wife, "this time of year seems to have a lot of people around here on edge." "And you've been taking them over a different edge, I noticed," Stan said smiling. "I've been taking them over a different edge so they don't go crazy." "Well, keep up the good work." "So, did you want something Stan," Laura said. "Mr. Carson called me; he's requested the two of us join him for dinner tonight at his house. He said that the dinner was in my honor and he will be presenting me with a special bonus for my incredible achievements and accomplishments at the company this year." "Stan," Laura said proudly, "that's fantastic!" "Yes it is." Stan said, but sounded a bit nervous. "So why do you look worried?" Laura said. "It's nothing just that I've never been to a private dinner at the big boss' house; I may have to dress for dinner." "Don't worry about it," Laura said smiling, "I eat with the big boss every day, there's nothing to it." *** That evening, Stan and Laura drove nervously into the driveway of the Carson estate, they'd been here a few months earlier, but that had been for a public and very crowded fund-raiser, neither had had much opportunity to talk with the Carson's themselves. They rang the bell and a very beautiful large titted young lady wearing a short apron and maids cap opened the door. Beside the cap and apron there was nothing else. Getting over the shock of what the maid was wearing, or better said, not wearing, Stan said awkwardly, "Stan and Laura Anderson." The maid seemed to be looking very disapprovingly at the Andersons and then a man came to the door, and said "Is something wrong Sophia?" "It's just that the Master and Mrs. will never approve of that attire, I'm unsure if it's wise to let them in?" "They are invited guests Sophie," casting an eye over the Andersons he said, "Hmm, but I see what you mean, they are a tad over-dressed. Why don't you take them up to the guest room first and get them some proper guest's clothes before presenting them." The Andersons might have been a bit insulted if they weren't so amazed by what the man, obviously the butler, was wearing; a bow tie, nothing else. "Good idea Brandon," and to the Andersons she said, "Please follow me." She led them upstairs when she heard a bell, "Oh, the Master needs me." She spotted someone on the landing above and called, "Fife, come here." "Yes Sophia," said a young lady with a feather duster and white gloves (and of course, nothing else). "Can you please take the Andersons to the guest room and get them some proper guest clothes, the Master is calling me." "Sure, Sophie," and to the Andersons she said, "It's right this way." Laura bent over toward Stan and whispered, "I think I understand what the butler meant by overdressed." The upstairs maid led the Andersons into a large bedroom and showed them the closet. "Help yourselves, any of them are suitable." Fife said. The Andersons looked in the closet and saw a collection of extra short men's robes and extra sexy woman's negligee. Stan and Laura looked at each other and shrugging began to strip. "Oh my," Fife said, "would you like some help with that sir?" Fife was staring at the rock hard erection between Stan's legs. He had been right behind Sophia as they climbed the steps, and the view of her perfect cunt and ass had gotten to him a bit. "Fife, I'd love your help, "Stan said smiling, "but we have a deal with our kids about who we let help with things like this." "If you're referring to being safe," Fife said, "you have no worries. Ever since the little Miss joined that school club, safe sex has been taken very seriously in this house, we all get our documentation updated regularly." "Really," Stan said, "well, in that case, please, be my guest, help all you want." The Maid dropped to her knees in front of Stan's blade and did some incredible sword swallowing; Right down her throat. Fife then used the muscles of her throat to squeeze and stimulate Stan's entire cock at once. In the meantime, Laura was checking out the negligees, she saw a deep red one that really turned her on, it had holes where the tits, cunt and ass would be (sort of like a negligee version of The Mistress of Pain's costume), she tried it out and found it to be a perfect fit. Turning she said to Stan, "How do I look dear." Laying his eyes on her, Stan said, "Wow," and then he exploded in the maid's mouth and throat. "Now that is definitely a good sign," Laura said giggling. "When Fife had finished cleaning Stan off, he grabbed a white robe and threw it on. Fife then led the Andersons back downstairs and into a sitting room where they saw Mr. Carson, dressed in a robe similar to the one Stan was now wearing, he had Sophia against the wall and was fucking her from behind. "The Andersons, Sir," Fife presented. Mr. Carson looked up and said, "Stan, Laura, good you could make it. Sophie told me they were getting you some more suitable clothes. We have a sort of specific dress code in this house when we're not throwing public events. Hope that doesn't bother you." "No, Mr. Carson, not at all. It's actually quite similar at my house." Stan said. "Jimmy, in this house you call me Jimmy," looking at Laura he said, "that goes for both of you." The butler came in and said, "Lady Rene says she'll be right in, she was just getting a last minute taste of the cook." "Don't you mean the cooking," Stan said smiling. "No I don't, Sir" The butler said seriously and stepped out. "Oh," Stan said perplexed as he looked back toward where Mr. Carson was still pumping Sophia. Just then, a young blond woman in her early to mid- twenties entered the room, she seemed aggravated and upset. "Jimmy," she said, "this isn't fair. She will not give me anything anymore. Everything is for her Master. If it weren't for the fact that we sleep in the same bed, I'd never get a piece of her." "Mary, don't worry, you know she loves you like an older sister, you've been her nanny since she was 5 years old." "I know," Mary said somewhat depressed, "but she just left for the Wise house again, she spends most of her free time either there or at the Anderson house now. When do I have time to be her nanny anymore?" Laura said in a kindly voice, "Our kids' nannies realized early this school year that the kids were too old for a nanny, what they did was accept official other titles in the household. They are still near the kids should they ever be needed." Mary saw that Mr. Carson had just cum in Sophia and she rushed over and swallowed up his cock to clean it off for him. "Mary," Mr. Carson said, "that's a good idea. Why don't you take on a different role in the house, you can still sleep with Louise and have her every night." Mary moved over to Sophia's cum filled pussy and started sucking her clean and dry. Stan's cock started to quickly grow again watching the young woman in action. When she was finished she stood up and said, "Besides nanny what role can I possible play in this household?" "Well that's a silly question," someone said from behind the Andersons. They turned to see a gorgeous brunette in her mid-thirties standing totally nude. Looking toward her pussy Stan noticed she was leaking cum. Mary noticed this too and rushing past the Andersons dropped to her knees in front of Mrs. Carson's leaky twat and glued her mouth to it, sucking everything she could find there. When she finished cleaning Mrs. Carson she stood up in front of her and Mrs. Carson hugged her. "You see there, in the first place no one in this household can clean a cock or a cunt as perfectly and as fully as you can." Mary laughed and said, "Yeah, but I don't think official groin cleaner is a household title." "No," Mrs. Carson said smiling "doesn't mean it shouldn't be. Anyway, personal secretary is a title and with Margaret now official gone, I need one, and since you've been doing most of the work since Margaret took her leave, the title is yours if you want it." "Really," Mary said excitedly, she locked lips with Mrs. Carson and the Andersons saw some pretty incredible tongue sucking before they finally separated. "I take it that means you accept the job?" Mrs. Carson said smiling. "Absolutely, thank you Miriam, I love you," she ran out excitedly. Sophia followed her out, though at a much slower pace, this left only the Carson's and the Andersons in the room. "We haven't officially been introduced," Miriam said, looking as though she was talking to Stan's erect cock (as her eyes were glued to it), "My name is Miriam Carson, please call me Miriam. I'm sorry for the delay but I found it necessary to get a sample of Chef Moor's exquisite cream." "It's truly okay," Stan said looking over every inch of Miriam before two words popped into his head and he turned his head embarrassed, the words he thought were, "boss' wife." "I'm Laura Anderson by the way," Laura said holding out her hand, "and this is my husband Stanley; Stan and Laura will be fine." "I have to say," Stan said to Mr. Carson, "you have a pretty amazing and service-minded household here." "Yes, we believe in true togetherness and belonging to one another," Mr. Carson said, "Louise has told me that it is not much different at your house." "Well, we only have 2 servants," Stan said smiling. "Yeah," Mr. Carson said, "but we only have one daughter." "And for a while we were afraid she'd end up permanently living in your house," Miriam joked. "Yeah," Mr. Carson laughed, "her and Jerry's girl Marilyn were in such a furious competition for your son's attention we thought neither of them would ever leave his side." "We can't tell you how happy we were when they showed up from your house one day each with their own personal masters," Miriam said, "we still don't know how your son got them to so easily accept a transition." "We're somewhat in the dark about that night too." Stan said amused, "all we know is the next day there were a lot of very happy people in the house." Sophia and the butler entered, "Chef Moor said that dinner will be ready to set on the table in 15 minutes." Sophia said. "Would you like some drinks in the meantime," Brandon asked. The Carson's looked over at the Andersons and Stan said, "I'll have tonic water and my wife will have a ginger ale." "Very good, and you Sir," he said turning to Mr. Carson. "Let me get a scotch on the rocks," Mr. Carson said. "I'll just have a regular cocktail before dinner," Miriam said. "Very well Madam," Brandon said, "I'll be right back with your drinks." "Why don't we all sit a while and chat," Miriam said. Stan and Laura walked over to a love chair and sat down, Mr. Carson sat down in a recliner chair across from them and Miriam sat down on his lap and started massaging his cock with her cunt. "So how have you enjoyed living in Riverdale, it's been almost a year now since you moved in." Miriam said. "Oh it's been more beautiful than we could have ever imagined," Laura said, "and the kids have been so happy." "Ah yes, your kids, Triplet X Love Times 2, the most exciting thing to reach the town since the Mistress of Pain mysteriously disappeared." Mr. Carson said. "The Mistress of Pain," Laura questioned. "Yes," Miriam said smiling, "bit of a local legend; once a month the Mistress would choose two or three of the local teens to become her toys along with some specific reserved toys that always seemed to be present." "Did anyone know who she was," Laura asked curiously. "Oh, everybody knew who she was," Mr. Carson said, "but everyone also knew that there was a sort of unspoken law that stated, 'Anyone that connects the two names forfeits the opportunity of ever being chosen as the Mistress' toy again' and nobody wanted to miss the chance to be one of her toys." "It was so tragic what happened to her, "Miriam said sadly, then catching herself said, "I mean its sad that no one ever got to see the Mistress again." "Well until now," Mr. Carson said smiling, "Louise and Marilyn actually claim to have spent an incredibly exciting and awesome night with her not long ago." Stan smiled and said, "Really." Just then Brandon returned carrying a tray on which three glasses could be found. "Ginger ale," he said, handing Laura a glass, "Tonic Water, Sir," he said as he handed Stan a glass, he then went over to the Carson's and after handing the final glass to Mr. Carson said, "Your cocktail Madam, I made it strong and hot, just the way you like it," He presented his erect cock at her mouth and as she bent down to devour it, Laura tried to suppress a laugh. The seriousness with which the butler was presenting Miriam her drink was too much for her to handle. In the meantime, Miriam's little lap dance on her husband's cock had gotten it good and hard again and he inserted it in her cunt and started to pump. Mr. Carson put his drink on the table by his recliner and picked up and envelope. Sophia had just reentered and was nodding that dinner was ready. "We'll be right in," Mr. Carson said, "pass this to Stan." Sophia came over and grabbing the envelope passed it to Stan. "Go ahead, open it," Mr. Carson said. Stan opened the envelope curiously and extracting what seemed like a folded picture, unfolded it and studied it. After a minute or two he looked over at Mr. Carson questionably. "I told you that as employee of the year you get a special bonus, the bonus is a fully paid summer vacation. You can keep in contact with your staff wherever you are through daily video-conferencing, there will be two interns over the summer to handle Laura's work as well." Stan and Laura looked doubtful and Laura said, "I doubt any intern can just be brought in to take care of some of my more sensitive duties." "Which is why we're not hiring just any intern," Mr. Carson said, "George's son Harry and Maggie's sister Annie will be doing the work." "Harry Fuller and Annie Styles," Stan said amazed, "I know them both, I never realized they were related to members of my staff. Yes, they could certainly handle all the duties and being part of my daughter's OHPF club there'd be no worries." Stan then looked down at the picture in his hand again and said oddly, "but this?" "Well that is a special gift of gratitude from my family to yours, for saving our lives." Mr. Carson said smiling but obviously very serious. Stan and Laura looked at him wide-eyed. They then heard Miriam swallowing, they looked closely and saw her cheeks were continuously filling out and emptying as she would take deep loud swallows. They looked back at Mr. Carson questionably. "I'm sorry sir," Stan said, "I don't understand, 'saving your lives'." "I can explain," Miriam said releasing Brandon's well cleaned cock, "you heard me give Mary Margaret's old job as my personal secretary, Margaret worked with me for 10 years also and I love her dearly, but she got in trouble. It happened the very day the OHPF club was formed by your daughter." "Jerry had been trying to get my family to take the subject of 'safe sex' seriously for over a year, ever since 3 of his servants came down with serious STDs," Mr. Carson said, "putting his wife and daughter at risk; I didn't believe much in it." "That day, however," Miriam continued, "Louise came back from your home and declared straight out that no one in this house was to have sex again until we had all gotten tested. Jimmy and I thought she'd gone crazy but we saw she was in her "you better take me serious' attitude which could sometimes lead to several weeks of arguments, so to avoid it the next day everyone was tested." "And Margaret tested positive," Laura said. "For HIV, the very day of the meeting she had had the day off and spent it with a guy she had just met. We don't even know where he is now, but the thing is, my beloved Margaret was infected and if it had not been for your daughter's OHPF rules, I would have been infected by the next morning too," Miriam finished sadly. "Which means that within a week, everyone in this house would have been," Mr. Carson added. "Since it was caught so early, Margaret has been adjusting well physically to that triple cocktail thing they have her on; mentally and emotionally though, she's been in an unending depression, unable to accept that the life she used to have is over." "But, the important thing is, we believe we owe our lives to your family, and want you to accept this small personal gift of gratitude," Miriam said. "Louise never mentioned anything about Margaret," Stan said, "I guess it was a pretty private matter, but still this—" "Is perfect for your backyard, I've had some contractors taking measurements and samples in secret for around two weeks. You don't have one, the kids can use it, and you'd piss off your boss by not accepting a personal gift from him," Mr. Carson said smiling. Gulping Stan said, "This is truly generous of you sir, my family accepts it with much gratitude." "Good," Mr. Carson said, "now let's go eat dinner. After that there are some other things I'd like to sample." He was looking hungrily a Laura's cunt and she let her legs drop farther apart as if saying, "Whenever you want." Chapter Twenty-four – The Master's New Look & His Pet's Special Gift Earlier that same day Lana walked the school halls with Hannah; being that they had this period free, Ana was busy being Patty's T.A. Somehow Lana and Hannah had fallen into an argument they'd been having for almost two months. "I don't think she has anything against you," Hannah said, "and I don't think anybody could have told her that Ron prefers you're golden juices to hers. This is ridiculous Lana, ever since I told you that you've taken it to mean that's why she doesn't choose you." "Come on Hannah, since she started her monthly torture parties she's taken four different other toys each month, besides her prized and precious two Ron and Amy. Every single member of our family, even Mom and Dad, have been her toys more than once, even the Wilson kids and other OHPF members have gotten the honor, yet she has never once chosen me!" "I told you she has a very random way of choosing her toys and it deals with her appetite when she lets me know who to have ready. Like last month she was really hungry for some Wilson cunt juice and a Wilson cocktail, that's why she asked me to have the Wilson's over. And the month before that she had some incredible cravings for sweet and sour Chinese food, that's why she had me invite Le-Ann and Wei-Lu (she must have had a ton of their cunt and golden juices that night), and remember when she was dying to find out what soul food tasted like and told me to get her Jan and Aaron?" "Just out of curiosity," Lana said coldly, "if the Mistress never leaves her torture room, how exactly does she let you know who to get her?" "Oh," Hannah said smiling, "she has John's old Pocket PC. He wasn't using it anymore after Dad got us the PC cell phones and it was just going to waste so the Mistress got him to give it to her, promising to choose him every other month. She just emails me when she makes her choices, and between you and me, I think she is constantly watching us with the security surveillance program." Lana rolled her eyes, but rather than argue simply said, "Can you please talk to her and get her to choose me. You're with her every single month keeping her video journals, she might listen to you." "I'll try," Hannah said, "I actually know how you feel. Ron hasn't been giving me that special sort of attention either," her eyes showed strong pain. "What are you talking about? The two of you are all but married, you have your own bedroom from which the two of you hardly come out, you get to be with him every month when the Mistress brutalizes him," Hannah shot her a cold stare and Lana added quickly, "recording everything I mean, and the two of you share every single class in school together, how can you claim he's not giving you special attention?" "It's just that he hasn't been my vicious brutal master in months. Yeah, he's been my loving husband (you can say) but I miss my master. You know he's brutalized you more in the last few months than he has me? How many times has he had you on a chain now, even making you ejaculate more than once? You know he told me he loves you a lot, he considers you sort of my opposite, he says I'm his submissive that can occasionally be very dominating, but he says the 'Orgasm Queen' is his dominator that can occasionally be very submissive." She had a tear in her eye, and seeing someone approaching she made a quick turn and went the other way. "What was that about," someone said angrily as Lana watched Hannah run. "You haven't been bugging her about talking to the Mistress again have you?" Turning and seeing Ron she smiled saying, "You know how confusing it is talking to her about the Mistress? It gets damn frustrating sometimes." "Well just leave her alone, this has really been working out just great for her and everyone she touches for that matter." "Well I wouldn't know about that, since for some reason (that I am suddenly starting to understand a little better) I'm not allowed to touch her, and anyway, I'm not the reason she ran, you are." "Me," Ron said raising his eyebrows, "what have I done?" "Apparently it's what you haven't done; you haven't been giving her enough time lately." "Please tell me you're kidding," Ron said. "I had the same reaction, but apparently you haven't been acting like her Master lately. She says she's happy with you being, pretty much, her loving husband, but she's been missing her brutal master." Ron seemed shocked by the revelation, but then thought out loud, "so that's why she's been so distant lately. Since the beginning she's been under orders to treat me only as her brother while in school, and at home I've been keeping her in the Mistress' bed chamber, I like that we are totally equal there, but I'd forgotten—" "—that she doesn't want to be your equal," Lana said, "the whole point of having the Mistress stop by one night a month is so you can have a totally submissive Hannah 30 to 31 days a month." "She should have told me," Ron said a little bitterly, "she knows I always want her to tell me when something is wrong." "How was she supposed to tell you," Lana said a little annoyed by Ron's lack of logical reasoning, "Like you said, here in school she's under orders to just be your sister, 'please brutalize me more' isn't exactly normal brother/sister talk. In that bedroom of yours you have that ban on any dominant/submissive talk, and anywhere else she'd consider it a violation of her perfect submissiveness to be upset with how you choose to treat her." "She could have had the Mistress pull my ear." Lana gave him a wry smile and said, "and how was Hannah supposed to explain the Mistress knowing her most ultimate thoughts, they don't exactly get together for sisterly chats." "So she got you to pull my ear," Ron said smiling. "Yeah, she's a manipulative bitch, but would we want her any other way," Lana said smiling back. "I have to do something to make it up to her." Ron said feeling both worried and guilty. All this time, they had continued walking down the hall toward Dr. Lewis classroom (they had completed their Sex. Ed. training but they had offered to talk that day about their opinions on 'safe sex'); reaching the Sex. Ed. classroom, they found Dr. Lewis outside hanging a sign on the closed door. "Class is cancelled today, thanks for your offer to help though," he said on seeing them. He looked somewhat sad. Lana noticed something was wrong immediately and said, "Randy, what's wrong?" "I just got a call from the hospital, Mabel is dead." "What," Lana said, a tear coming to her eye, "but she was so much better, she's been out of isolation for months." "She caught a new strain of pneumonia over night; it ate through what little was left of her immune system." Seeing Lana crying he said, "Don't cry girl, I'm not, it's not like we weren't expecting it, and it's not like Mabel isn't finally at peace." "But it's so sad," Lana said, "and she was your only sister." "Sad," Dr. Lewis questioned, "do you want to hear something sad," he said gravely, "You remember Lizzy?" The memory of the mini-whore brought a smile to Lana's face, "How could I forget? "She said in an amused voice. "Her, and her one month old baby are in the STD ward right now." "What," Lana said shocked, "but she was totally clean!" "And she stayed totally clean all the time she was my patient; she knew she wouldn't be chosen for any 'special' examinations by me if she didn't. However, as soon as the baby was born she celebrated its birth with an orgy in an unused classroom at her school." "But I don't understand," Lana said confused, "if she was clean until she had the baby, why is the baby in the STD ward too?" "Because she'd been breast feeding it," Dr. Lewis said grimly, "I had warned her against it, but she considered it an 'erotic' connection to her new son." "Breast fee—" Lana seemed perplexed, "does a, what is she now, twelve year old even have milk to breast feed?" "All mothers do," Dr. Lewis said starting to turn, "it's a natural part of having a baby." Ron, who had been very silent up to now, saw Dr. Lewis was about to walk away and said, "Dr. Lewis, can I walk with you, I'd like to ask you something very quickly," throwing Lana, who seemed intent on following them a sharp look he added, "just between you and me?" Taking the hint Lana stopped and said to Dr. Lewis, "call me if you need help with something, wake preparations, invitations, comforting, whatever, I'm there for you." "Thanks Lana, but since this was expected, everything has pretty much been ready for sometime, I will however get back to you on that offer for comfort. Come on Ron, we can talk about Hannah on the way to the car." Ron shot him a shocked look but then continued after him as Lana turned around a few tears still in her eyes (whether for Mabel who was now dead, or Lizzy and her baby that now had to live through the horror, she wasn't sure) as she walked in the direction of the school library. *** Early that evening, most of the Andersons were gathered in the family room and Lana said to Ron, "what happened to you after you left with Randy, you never showed up at 7th period?" "I had to do a little shopping," Ron said. "So what did you want to talk to Randy about?" "Lana, there's a reason why I didn't talk to him about it in front of you." "It can't be because it's a secret," Lana said annoyed, "because we don't keep secrets from each other." "It's because it's private," Ron said coldly, "and privacy does still exist at times, even among us." Lana shut up, knowing she wouldn't be able to beat that one. Stan then said, "So what is everyone doing tonight? As you all know, Laura and I will be having dinner at the Carson Estate tonight so we won't be joining you and we're not really sure how late we'll be." "Why don't we have a decent game night," John said to the others, "we haven't just hung around for a while now." "I think we should have a decent rehearsal," Ana said, "We haven't had one since that beach opening bash a month ago." "Actually," Ron said, "I think the four of you should spend this Friday night out," Ron said looking at his brothers and sisters. Everyone looked at him sharply and Don said, "what do you mean away, and what do you mean you four?" "I just mean," Ron said, "I think it would be nice for you to go out, have dinner at some nice junk food restaurant, or possibly pizza, and then see a good movie. When was the last time you did that?" "Someone is trying to get rid of us," Lana said suspiciously, "What's up?" "The evening is on me," Ron added smiling. "Free pizza and a movie," John said, "in return for what?" "You stay away until at least ten, and when you do come back you don't wonder what happened to anyone else in the family for a day." He threw Hannah, who had been looking at him curiously a dominant 'don't ask' look and she bowed her head. Lana caught the look, and suspecting what it was all about said, "You know brother, pizza and a movie sounds good, but I don't think you need to pay to get rid of us, we can all find other things to do. I wanted to spend the night with Randy, he doesn't admit it, but I know he's really hurt and," turning to Ana, "didn't you want to spend another full night at Patty's?" Ana smiled and said, "You bet I do!" "Well," John said, "I can use the money for the pizza and movie, I can take Debbie, we haven't had a chance to be alone on a date in a while." "I don't want to see any movie," Don said, "however, since John is going by the Wilson's to pick up Debbie, maybe he can grab Jason also and him and I can go bowling," he saw a lot of curious looks and he quickly added, "Harry is working tonight and Jason is the closest thing to a best friend I have, after you guys." "So no one is staying for dinner," Amy asked a little cross. "Looks that way," Ron said smiling at his brothers and sisters, "Amy why don't you and Pietro take the night off, after doing me a little favor later that is." "And where exactly would we go," Amy asked. "I'm sure you can find something to do," Ron said. "So Ron," Stan said amused, "it looks like you've just manipulated everyone into leaving the place to you and Hannah for most of the night, I don't have to worry do I?" "Absolutely not dad, I still remember what you told me last year, about playing nice with Hannah." He threw Hannah a look and her eyes brightened with excitement at the thought of what 'nice' things Ron might have planned for her." *** Around an hour later, Stan and Laura had left for the Carson's'; Lana, Ana, John and Don had left for their respective nights out, and Pietro and Amy were in their bedrooms waiting to do Ron his 'favor' before finding something else to do with themselves (or more likely, with each other). He and Hannah were presently still in the Family Room and looking across at her, Ron said, "come here" she got up quickly and went to his side. Ron was sitting in one of the recliners and he told Hannah, "sit here on my lap." As she did so, he grabbed her by the hair and pulling her head back he said, "I'm going to make you say it today, you'll get absolutely no rest, you'll say it, or you'll die! That's a promise," and he suddenly grabbed a hand towel Hannah had noticed by the end of the table and plastered it on her face. "What is that," Hannah thought to herself, feeling suddenly very strange, "oh, chloroform," she thought, just before passing out. Ron picked up his cell phone and making a call said, "Amy, grab Pietro and come up to the family room, I need a special present gift wrapped and delivered." *** Hannah's eyes opened very slowly, she had been hearing a sound somewhere for some time, it sounded like waves repeatedly crashing somewhere in the distance, over and over again she heard it, and there was a strong smell like the sea, the sound and smell were bringing shivers to Hannah's spine, she wasn't sure why, but possibly because she knew that they were not things normally found at home. Hannah tried to move, but she felt herself totally restrained, where was she? Finally opening her eyes, she tried to adjust to the surrounding light, but realized that it didn't help much because the red lights surrounding her didn't allow much range to see around, not that she would have been able to turn her head much to see. Hannah had first thought she was lying on a bed with her arms and legs tied to the ends, she saw now that she wasn't even lying down, she was suspended in the middle of a room, or at least the middle of a circle of red light, somewhere, her arms raised high and attached to chains on the ceiling, that were attached to wrist restraints. Hannah's feet weren't touching the floor, but she was attached to the floor by strong bindings that were connected to ankle restraints on her legs. Hannah realized that there were also bindings holding her steady from both the right and left side (obviously connected to the walls of wherever this place was) these bindings were attached to neck, thigh and waist restraints. "Are you totally awake BITCH!?!" someone asked from behind Hannah, "I've been waiting for you to join the party, I've been waiting to play." Hannah felt a finger rammed up her twat and swirled around and around violently, it was then pulled out just as quickly as it had been inserted and Hannah could here a finger being sucked somewhere behind her. "And waiting to eat," the person said. Hannah felt the restraints on the right side of her body removed and someone stepped into view in front of her. As he stepped into the small range covered by the red lights, Hannah gave a shiver. The person was wearing an executioner's hood; he was wrapped around his arms, shoulders and waist by a crisscrossing leather belt that attached to a harness in his groin section. In the front of that harness was a gigantic cock extension larger than anything Hannah had ever had in her twat, and she had had some pretty big things in there at times. The entire body of the man before her seemed to be covered in gruesome artwork; skulls, dead people, beheaded people, zombies, bats wolves, etc. and she couldn't see any eyes behind the holes of his hood. "He must be wearing black sun-glasses," Hannah thought nervously suddenly unsure if this could truly be her master standing before her. The man growled at Hannah and she saw several missing and deformed teeth, "Do you know who I am?" He asked her viciously. Hannah didn't know what to say, Ron neither had tattoos nor missing teeth, yet who else could it be if not him? "I said do you know who I am WHORE!?!" SLAP! Still Hannah kept quiet. "I see I'm going to have to loosen you lips a little." He put his hand in a pouch that hung at his waist (like the Mistress' bag of goodies it too was attached to his belt) and pulled out some items, among them: two nipple clamps (these unlike others that Hannah was familiar with were shaped like scissors and could be either quickly or slowly tightened to increasing levels of pain) and a clit clamp with vibrator. He attached the first nipple clamp and rapidly closed it half way yelling, "WHO AM I BITCH!?!" Hannah screamed and for a minute thought her nipple had actually been cut off. Gulping she said slowly, "I don't know who you are." The man growled and attaching the other nipple clamp slapped Hannah twice across the face. He then proceeded to say, "I" SLAP! "AM" SLAP! "YOUR" SLAP! "MASTER" SLAP! "SAY IT!" SLAP! Hannah didn't talk and the Master pulled her clit violently making it swell quickly, he then attached the clit clamp, which also remained attached to the area with a powerful suction and the Master powered the mini-vibrator in it. This sent constant stimulating vibrations directly into Hannah's clit, however, not enough to make her cum, only enough to keep her on edge forever if necessary." "Now tell me who I am." After a while the need to cum was getting so torturous, more so than any beating, that Hannah gasped out, "Master? You are My Master!" "Damn right I'm your master, whore. And since you acknowledge I'm your master, you accept that I can do anything I want to with your body, any part of your body, I want. I can fuck your whore cunt," he stuck a finger in her twat again and started pumping. "I can lick your beautiful orbs," he started running his tongue around her boobs, "but more importantly," he said untying something from his belt, "I can use this on your pain hungered ass." He held a long rectangular paddle to her eyes and let her see that the word 'SPANK' was written on it in metal letters. He then showed her that on the paddle's other side the letters pushed out and the word SPANK appeared mirrored. The Master walked behind Hannah and reattached all the right side restraints so she was completely secure and steady. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "I'm going to make you say it Bitch, I want to hear you say it! SAY IT!" "NEVER," Hannah was thinking in her mind, "he'll never get me to say it." "Isn't that a beautiful word that is written all over your beautiful ass?" He looked over the impressions of the SPANK that the 'Spank' paddle had left on Hannah's butt. He got on his knees and started kissing the word and licking the areas left marked by it. He then parted her butt cheeks and sticking his tongue deep in her asshole he began gently pushing in and out, at the same time he reached in his pouch and pulled out what looked like a jumbo egg-shape vibrator, there was a strong and somewhat long recovery leach attached to it. Tying the leash to one of Hannah's legs, while still pumping his tongue in and out of her ass, he pushed the egg into Hannah's twat with incredible force; she screamed but said nothing more. Say it, BITCH!" The Master screamed. "Never," Hannah thought again just as she came for the first time. The Master aimed his tongue a little lower and began to lap up Hannah's non-stop flow. After helping himself to a generous amount, he took something else out of his pouch, it was a remote control that he aimed at Hannah's butt, and on pressing a button activated the vibrator deep in her cunt. "Oh," Hannah squealed as she felt the vibrations deep in her pussy now, in addition to the ones her clit clamp had never stopped delivering. "Are you getting close to saying it slave," the Master asked. "Are you kidding," Hannah thought, "this is just starting to get good." Out loud, as usual, she said nothing. "Not ready to talk yet whore, well let's see how you feel after this." And he put his hand in his pouch and pulled out a string of five graduated thunder anal ass beads, the last one much larger than the ones they had once used for a game of 'Stick it in the Submissive'. "What say we get this ass a little tenderer?" SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Worried the word SPANK would be permanently imbedded on Hannah's ass, the Master switched to his hands in the end. He then kneeled and once more began to dig his tongue into Hannah's ass; lubing it as much as possible. He then took his tongue out and in its place stuck his index finger and started working it in her ass all the way to the end. He then pumped in and out for a few minutes before sticking his thumb into her ass. "God this is too much," Hannah thought, "but he won't do it, he won't make me say it, ever!" With a finger and thumb in Hannah's ass, the Master started to open up her asshole, "Open wide and take your medicine!" As he said this the Master brought the first bead to Hannah's ass; slowly extracting his fingers, he simultaneously inserted this first bead. It wasn't as large as the ones previously used, which in no way means it was small, however, it was easier to get in this first bead than it had been for Jenny at the party. The master then produced a leather belt and SMACK! "SAY IT!" SMACK! "SAY IT!" He put his hand around her and, finding her nipple clamp, closed the already tight clamp another degree making Hannah scream. At the same time he reached for his remote control and increased the speed of the vibrator in Hannah's pussy, she screamed again, but this time in pleasure as she came and came again. Giving her a second to rest, the Master then said, "Are you ready to say it wench; are you ready to speak?" "There's nothing you can do that will ever make me talk;" Hannah thought, "this joy won't ever end!" When she said nothing aloud, the master said, "Time for another pill then." And grabbing the next bead in the string, slightly larger than the first, he began pushing it into Hannah's ass. "Ahh," Hannah said, closing her eyes. "What's that Bitch? Are you trying to tell me something? Do you want me to stop? Tell me what you want." "I want more!" Hannah said strongly, feeling his direct command gave her permission to say this. Finally inserting the second bead completely, the Master stood and grabbed the 'Spank' paddle in one hand and the leather belt in the other. Standing at Hannah's side and positioning the paddle over her bald pubic area and the belt over her ass: SPANK! SMACK! SPANK! SMACK! SPANK! SMACK! Hannah gave screams of pain and pleasure, especially when the paddle made minor contact with her clit clamp vibrator, giving her already over-swollen and over- stimulated clit even more stimulation. "Are you ready to say it, whore? SAY IT!" Standing behind her and grabbing a nipple clamp in each hand, he tightened them both another notch, making Hannah scream and cum at the same time. Whether she screamed from the pain of the clamps or the pleasure of cumming was both unclear and irrelevant, since to Hannah pain equaled pleasure. "Have you had enough, Bitch?" The Master screamed. Hannah was truly in pain and total discomfort now, but she bit her tongue so as not to say anything. "Umm," the Master said, "a tough one, well we can fix that." He grabbed the third bead in the string, this one the size of those used at the pajama party, and pushed it quickly into her ass, she was still screaming from that when he grabbed the fourth, slightly larger bead and pushed it right in after the third. He then pushed his index finger in and made sure the beads were as deep as they could go. He would need a lot of room for monster bead number five, this one was a thunder vibrator bead and had a recovery leash attached. The Master tied the leash to one of Hannah's legs; the other leg still had the leash of the vaginal vibrator tied to it. "I'm giving you a chance, Bitch, say it NOW! You can't take anymore. Tell me what you want!" "I—Want—More!" Hannah said gasping between words. The Master pulled something else from his pouch; it was a roll of medical tape. He cut off two or three very long strips and stuck these to Hannah's legs in preparation. He then grabbed the fifth anal bead and began pushing as strongly as he could into her ass. This one was getting some resistance, but the Master just pushed harder and harder, he ignored Hannah's screams, which he knew were more from ecstasy than they were from pain, and did not stop pushing until he had gotten this monster bead completely in her ass. The Master then grabbed the long strips of tape and wrapped them around Hannah's body, pinning her ass cheeks together and, on the other side, it tightened the hold of her clit clamp and prevented its removal. Producing another remote control, he aimed it at her ass and the thunder vibrator bead began humming in her anus. Hannah gave a gasp of bliss and pain as her eyes popped open. With the tape around her body, only Hannah's cunt hole was still accessible, and when the Master once more removed the restraints from her right side and stepped in front of her Hannah thought, "this is it, he's either going to make me say it, or kill me trying, but I won't give in, he won't rob me of the pleasure of my pain." "Are you going to say it, Bitch? Tell me what you want!" "I—Want—It—All!" Hannah said casting a look down at the monster cock extension attached to the Master's harness. SLAP! SMACK! The Master hit Hannah across the face with the palm of his hand, and then brought it back, just at quickly hitting her on the other side of the face with the back of his hand. The true fury with which he had hit her left Hannah in shock, especially when with true disgust and loathing he said, "I hate you BITCH! I hate that you're making me do this to you!" He spit in her face and said, "That's what I think of you WHORE!" He grabbed the recovery leash attached to the vibrator in her cunt and gave a furious tug, extracting it completely and catching it in his hand. Shutting it down manually, he brought it to Hannah's mouth and said, "One last chance Bitch, there's no turning back after this, are you going to say it?" Hannah said nothing and he said, "Open your mouth and taste yourself." He held the vibrator to her mouth and sticking out her tongue, Hannah slowly licked it, "I said OPEN your mouth and open WIDE." Hannah opened her mouth and the Master pushed the vibrator half-way in, "should you decide to say it, simply push this out with you tongue, in the meantime I strongly suggest you keep it where it is." The Master reattached the restraints from Hannah's right side once more looking to keep her completely balanced and sturdy. He then placed the head of the giant faux cock at her cunt door. Hannah had been cumming steadily for the last 40 minutes, with a major dam bursting around every 5 minutes; because of this, the Master found it very easy to begin pushing the cock head into her 'slippery as oil' pussy. He went slowly at first though, he didn't want his favorite hole in the world in any way permanently damaged. Even when he had managed to connect his pubic hairs to Hannah's bald pubic, he still proceeded very slowly for a while. He pushed very gently in and out, in and out; when he was certain Hannah's cunt had thoroughly adjusted he gave one last look at Hannah's eyes as if asking, "You're sure?" Even though she couldn't see his eyes, Hannah seemed to sense the concerns they currently held and, with the strength she has left, gave a reassuring nod. The Master began pumping more quickly, every few pumps increasing both the speed and intensity with which he was fucking Hannah. He fucked her this way another 20 minutes. He himself had cum around 3 times now since the action begun; but since he was fucking her with the cock extension, there was no need to slow down when he came again. He felt Hannah's flood waters run at least two more times and she looked almost dead, but still she refused to give in. "Time for the secret weapon," The Master thought, "either she says it willingly after that, or I will order her to say it." The Master extracted his monster cock and quickly bent to his knees to glue his mouth to her hole once more; he began drinking some of the continuously running juices, a lot of this sweet nectar had gone to waste during the night and he wanted to take advantage of some of it before moving on to the next stage. As he drank, his nose rubbed against her taped clit clamp and he could feel it buzzing away, "that is going to be one hyper-sensitive clit for the next few days," he thought. Having his hands on her butt as he held her precious overflowing cup to his mouth, he could also feel the strong buzzing of the vibrator bead in her ass. "Ass, check," he thought to himself, "clit, check. Only about 15 more erogenous zones to go; starting," he thought as he once more reached in his pouch and extracted something, "with the mother of all female erogenous zones." He unglued his mouth from her cunt and brought what he was holding to view. "A G-spot massager," Hannah thought, "if he puts that on me for long I may not be able to resist." The Master put it in place and on instantly powering it to half speed triggered another orgasm in Hannah, "how many have those been now," Hannah wondered, "I lost count after the first 25." With the massager securely in place, the Master got to his feet and started petting Hannah's scalp and ears. At the same time he put his other hand behind her neck and gently rubbed it. He kept this up until he felt Hannah have another minor orgasm. He removed his hand from her head and pulled the egg-vibrator out of her mouth and began deeply kissing Hannah, making sure to concentrate on her lips, massaging them with his own and running circles over them with his tongue. While doing this he manually turned on the vibrator in his hand and brought it to Hannah's boobs, massaging them with the back of his hand and drawing gentle circles around them with the vibrator, taking care to play as much with the underside of the boobs as with the top. He now brought the hand that had remained busy on her neck down to her belly button, dropping the vibrator into it on the way down; he began drawing soft circles around her belly button with the vibrator. After a while he took his hand that had now been squeezing and pinching her boobs down and grabbed the vibrator, he continued drawing circles around it with his fingers, the hand with the vibrator was now moving slowly up and down her right side from her armpits to her waste sending vibrations through all her soft spots, on one trip down he brought it back to meet his other hand at Hannah's belly button and taking over the stimulation there, passed the vibrator on to the hand at Hannah's left side and began giving that side of Hannah's body the same treatment her right side has just received. "Time to start moving in for the kill," the Master thought to himself as he turned off the vibrator and returned it to Hannah's mouth. He then began slowly bending down, both hands now moving down and caressing a butt cheek each. "All my doors are closed," Hannah was thinking playfully from some blissful heaven where the stimulation of most of her erogenous zones had sent her, "what more can you do down there?" The Master moved one hand from her butt cheek down to gently caress her perineum, and moved his mouth in the direction of her cunt. Hannah saw this and giggling inside thought, "have you forgotten your path is blocked?" But as it turns out, there was another small hole still accessible, and Hannah was shocked when, finding it, the Master began running circles around it with his tongue and sucking on it. "Are you trying to make me pee?" Hannah thought, "Because if you aren't, that's exactly what you are doing." She had been trying to hold it, but she could feel herself flowing golden juices; flowing straight into her master's mouth that was happily drinking every drop. "He's drinking every drop of me," Hannah thought joyously, "take that Lana, whose 'golden juice' is his favorite now?" With her bladder empty, Hannah felt the Master move his hand up to her cunt and lie on the exterior side of the G-spot massager, then, with his lips still sucking at her urethra he turned the massager up full blast; applying total pressure on her G-spot. "What—what's hap—happening—to—to—me?" Hannah thought as an incredible, glorious, feeling suddenly took possession of her body. It was like no feeling she'd had before, except maybe, that since whatever it was seemed to be centered at the pee hole her Master was still sucking, it may have been a little like peeing, but it was so much more than that she was , "CUMMMMMING!" she tried to shout, before remembering her mouth was also still blocked. She was having a G-spot stimulated orgasm that was shaking her entire body like a 10 point earthquake, but at the same time, something else was happening, she could feel her Master drinking her juices as they flowed, but not the river running down her twat, what he was drinking was the incredible gusher shooting from her urethra, the cups of clear liquid that made up Hannah's first ever, though she definitely hoped not last, female ejaculation. "Now there's a brand of pre-mixed Anderson dressing I can learn to love." Hannah heard her Master say as he began standing. "Ha, now really take that Lana;" Hannah thought, "my cunt juice, my golden juice and now my rare juice, how's that for a triple cocktail, or is that a cunttail?" Hannah felt herself wanting to lose consciousness but she fought it thinking, "NO, no I don't want to go, I refuse to go, I want more, I need more, I don't care if I die, I know I'll die happy." As he finished standing, the Master revealed that he was holding another paddle. The new paddle was similar to the 'Spank' paddle, except that instead of a word, what it had on it was a big red heart. "Now I think this has gone far enough," the Master said, "it's time for you to say it." He released all her side restraints, leaving only the chains on her arms and legs to support her. He then removed the vibrator in her mouth and screamed, "SAY IT!" When she refused to talk he connected the paddle to her ass cheek with a resounding SPANK! "Say it damn you BITCH! I'm not giving you a choice anymore." SPANK! There was now a large impression of a heart on each of Hannah's butt cheeks. "This is a direct order from your master, SLAVE, SAY IT NOW!" "That was it," Hannah thought, nearly unconscious, (it was actually a miracle she was still in any way responsive after a cum like she had just experienced), now she'd been given an order, and no good slave could disobey a direct order. Weakly and with much trouble she voice the phrase that guaranteed an end to all her fun, for now anyway, "The Mistress has a headache," she said softly, and then, with surprising strength added, "and she loves you for it," she then passed out completely and just hung there like a puppet waiting for its strings to be pulled. The Master immediately set about the task of removing all the equipment still on and in Hannah: the nipple clamps, G-spot massager, clit clamp vibrator, and anal beads (which he extracted very slowly), he then walked out of the circle of red light for a few minutes and soon the room they were in was flooded in true light. The Master walked over to a table in the center of the room and leaned over to study the screen of a computer notebook, on it he viewed six tiled windows all showing the now almost lifeless Hannah from six different angles and was satisfied to see them all still recording. Shutting them all down, he started removing his costume, the darkened caps in his teeth especially, were proving a drag. The fake tattoos, also, were more bothersome than he imagined. After a while, however, Ron was standing in front of Hannah's limp and suspended body and after slowly lowering the ceiling chain holding her arms, he let Hannah lie on the ground while he unchained her legs and arms. He then carried her to a cot against one wall of this large chamber is a better word, he lay her down and then lay himself down next to her. Ron then pulled Hannah's unconscious body on top of his and his semi-hard cock slid easily into her still wide open pussy; he kissed her pale motionless face and said, "Don't get too used to that kind of treatment. I love you and want you always to be as happy as you can be, but I also want you alive and by my side for as long as I live." He kissed her again and letting her head lie comfortable on his chest, he closed his eyes and let the sound of the waves crashing against the cave entrance outside lull him to sleep. Chapter Twenty-five – Family Room "There's that annoying ringing again," Ron thought as for something like the third time in the last hour he heard a phone ringing somewhere nearby. He had woken up when the first ring sounded an hour ago but he had refused to open his eyes, refused to move, he felt so fantastic just the way he was, his cock especially couldn't be better, he didn't know how long it had been, but he knew it was still where he had put it for safe keeping when he fell asleep. He could feel the warmth and wetness of Hannah's cunt all around it, and every now and then, he could feel her cunt muscles clenching and unclenching it, keeping it rock hard. She was still asleep, he was sure of that; he could feel her steady, even breathing as she slept on top of him. This was another reason he hadn't wanted to get up to answer the phone, he hadn't wanted to disturb her. Ron was starting to wonder though, who wanted to talk to him so badly, "How long have we been down here?" He wondered. "Maybe it is time to answer it," he heard Hannah say. Opening his eyes he smiled at her and said, "You're awake, I thought you were still sleeping." "I was until a little while ago. But I'd been hearing the phone for a while. We better get it." "It would mean we would have to separate." Ron said as he began pumping his cock in her cunt a few times. "It's Saturday, I think," Hannah said, suddenly unsure, "we have all day to reconnect." Ron felt her stomach grumbling and he said, "Maybe you're right. You need to eat something. How are you feeling?" "Awesome," she said leaning down and giving him a kiss, "I love you Master, thank you so much, for everything." She rolled slowly off of him allowing his cock to pull out of her cunt; she felt suddenly very empty. She had felt her master's wonderful cock in her all night as she slept; now suddenly it wasn't there. Ron got up and checking his cell phone said, "It's Saturday alright, Saturday evening to be exact. We've been in bed for around 18 hours." "You're kidding; your cock has been in my cunt for 18 hours straight;" Hannah said smiling, "no wonder I suddenly feel so empty. But it does also explain why I feel so rested." "It looks like everybody has been trying to call us all day." Ron said, "Even Amy and Pietro have called twice; I had asked them not to tell anyone where we were and they were probably feeling pressured by now." "Just out of curiosity," Hannah said, "how did you get an unconscious me way down into this bomb shelter," then thinking better said, "on second thought, I'd rather not know." "Yeah," Ron said smiling, "I figured you wouldn't." "It's a miracle though that the others haven't just come and gotten us by now." Hannah said, "they must know, Lana especially, the kind of night we were going to have. And they know that for those times, this is our special place." "They probably do know, but I sort of locked the entrance. I also left a few signs on the plateau above that we were not to be disturbed. But it looks like they've been getting worried." He closed the phone and said, "come on, we better go show them we haven't killed each other. We can leave everything here for now." He put on some shorts and threw Hannah a large over sized tee-shirt. "Just so we have something on when we walk through the crowded beach." He said. Hannah, who had missed catching the shirt turned around and bent down to pick it up. As she turned her ass to Ron, he saw the clear impressions of a heart on each ass cheek as well as several impressions of the word 'SPANK'. Smiling he said, "How does your ass feel?" "Like it'll hurt for a month; I'll be cumming every time I sit down." She rubbed her ass and gave a small tremble. "See what I mean. It's FANTASTIC!" "Did I ever tell you that you're weird?" Ron said grinning, "It doesn't change the fact that I love you more than anybody can love anybody, but you are weird." He put his arm around her shoulder and led her to the ladder that led to the opening of the manhole like entrance to the bomb shelter they were in. On the long climb up, Ron took advantage of the fact that Hannah's naked hairless cunt was clearly visible from under the shirt and stuck his tongue in it, sucking it all the way up. By the time she reached the top Hannah was seriously cumming once more in Ron's mouth. Allowing herself to finish cumming, and letting Ron clean her off, Hannah finally open the hidden entrance to the bomb shelter and came out on the small hidden plateau on the beach. Stepping completely out they found John, Don, Lana, and Ana outside looking seriously concerned. "What the hell have you two been doing?" Lana screamed. "You know how worried everyone has been! You couldn't take one minute away from your lovemaking to answer the phone and say, 'don't worry we're fine!'" Ron looked at Hannah and said, "is it that time of the month already?" "I think she's a day or two early this month," Hannah said. "Listen," Ron said, "I'm sorry about worrying everybody but believe it or not we just woke up. We had a bit of a tiring night and somehow ended up missing all of today." Hannah bent down to help roll the cover stone that hid the bomb shelter entrance back into place and John caught sight of her butt as her shirt rolled up, "I see what you mean," he said smiling. "Oh shit," Lana said going over and pulling Hannah's shirt up to get a good look at her ass. "how could you, you Bastard!" She dropped to her knees in front of Hannah's ass and starting kissing and licking her butt cheeks, she then stuck her tongue in the crack to lick and sooth the inner cheeks, finally sticking her tongue in Hannah's ass and tongue fucking her ass for a while." "Lana," Hannah said, "it's okay, but if you keep on like that you're going to kill me with over-joy, I've already had more than my share in the last 24 hours." "So is there any particular reason we were woken up?" Ron asked, looking to change the subject. "Oh," Ana said, "Mom and Dad have wanted to have a family meeting all day. We better go." As Lana helped Hannah climb over the rocks that kept the man-made plateau hidden from the regular beach goers she took one last opportunity to tongue Hannah's ass and as she helped push her over the rock, to stick her fingers in Hannah's still somewhat tender hole. As they all walked across the beach, Hannah took a moment to whisper to her two sisters, "I did it, I ejaculated! I'll fill you both in later." *** Two hours later, the family gathered in the large family room to hear what Stan and Laura had to say. "Hannah," Laura said concerned, "don't you want to sit down?" "I think I'll stay standing," Hannah said smiling, "I don't want to risk anything like what just happened in the dining room happening in here." "The sofas and love seats in here are much softer than the dining room chairs, I doubt you'll have another orgasm attack and start cumming on them," Laura said. "And it isn't like most of them aren't stained with cum already anyway," Lana added. Ron was sitting on one of the single recliners in the room and said, "Just come here and sit with me Honey, we're suppose to be getting reconnected anyway." Stan watched amused as Hannah went happily over to Ron and, having her cunt swallow his cock, sat down on his lap. "You two will be paying attention right?" "Of course Dad," Ron said, "So what's your news?" Looking around Stan asked, "Well, before I say anything how about you all tell me a little about how things are going with you. This is our first meeting of this type in months. How have you all been; anything new happening? Have you finally chosen that vehicle you've been trying to buy all school year?" The kids smiled at this last question and John said, "Almost there Dad, now that Ana and Don finally have their licenses we can get to work on buying one." "I still don't know why we had to wait until we all had licenses," Lana said angrily. Stan looked surprised by her outburst and whispered to Laura, "Is it that time already?" Ana snapped jumpily, "Because we're all going to own it and we should all be able to drive on the very first day, and we aren't going into that again!" Quickly changing the subject she said, "How is Dr. Lewis? Patty wanted to know if there's anything she can do to help with the memorial service for his sister." "He's pretty much set. He's had all the arrangements ready for months. He knew that when it happened it could be just like it was, at the moment." "When is the service?" Laura asked. "Tomorrow, he asked me to say something at the church and I prepared a small speech that focuses on Mabel, her young death, and the need to be aware of the STD danger out there. I've asked all the OHPF members to attend." "Well I'm very proud of your work this year dear," Stan said, "you'll never really know the number of lives you may have helped save." "I'll tell Patty about tomorrow's service," Ana said, "I know she'll want to be there too." "How is everything with Ms. Clark," Laura asked, "She's had no more trouble with Principal Green?" "I doubt she'll ever have trouble there again. Principal Green is an unofficial member of OHPF now," Lana said, "the relationship between her, Le-Ann and Wei-Lu has really escalated." "I knew they'd be perfect for each other," Ana said proudly, "just like me and Patty." "Well, since there are three of them involved," Lana said, "it's more like Randy, Katrina and me." "How is that working out?" Laura said suspiciously. "It's fine, they both accept that I love them both equally and they've started having a really hot relationship themselves even when I'm not around." "And that doesn't bother you," John said frowning. "No," Lana said, "I love and trust both of them and want them to feel the same way about each other." "I don't think I'd ever be able to be in a relationship like that," Don said, "Ja—Harry is enough for now. By the way, I talked with Harry the other day and he's going to be working for you over the summer Dad." "Yes," Stan said, "Mr. Carson told me last night, and talking about the summer, that is what this meeting is truly about, our first entire summer together and what to do." "Well towards the middle of July they all have to come to summer camp with us. We've really been looking forward to it." Stan turned his head to see who had spoken and saw Debbie walk in followed by Katrina and Jason. It had been Katrina that had talked. Seeing how Hannah was sitting, Katrina went over to Lana and sat on her lap. Lana immediately started playing with Katrina's twat and that incredible clit she had fallen so much in love with. Debbie walked over to John and also sat on his lap saying, "we brought applications to Sun View Hill Summer Camp; they should be filled out as soon as possible." "Summer camp," Lana said hugging Katrina tightly by the back, "I always wanted to go to summer camp." "Fantastic," Don exclaimed, "I really want to try some of the water activities like kayaking or rafting." Stan and Laura looked a bit put off and Stan said, "Kids, we were sort of hoping to spend the summer together." "Summer can be a long time, Dad," Ron said. "There should be time for the family to do something together during the first half while still leaving us the last half for summer camp." Thinking a little Laura suddenly said, "You know, Stan, the last half does cover our first anniversary and I sort of had dreams of spending it the way we did our honeymoon, on Josie and Henry's yacht in the middle of some ocean." Stan, who had been frowning, suddenly smiled at the prospect of another deep sea getaway. "Well, I guess hoping to spend 3 months somewhere with the kids would be too much." "Thee months," Ron questioned, "don't the two of you work?" "I've been given an extended vacation as a special bonus for making 'Employee of the Year' I just have to check in daily with my staff via the internet." "Wow," Lana said proudly, "congratulations Dad." "Yeah," Ron said, "'Employee of the Year' in less than a year." "So that still leaves us the first half of the summer," Stan said moving on, any suggestions how to spend it?" "A lot of people back pack across Europe," Hannah said happily (the happiness came from the fact she had just cum and not from the thought of a trip to Europe.) "Somehow I think a European vacation for 8 might blow our budget," Stan said, "especially if the six of you want to come back and go to summer camp." "We can stay in the country and go to a Hawaiian Luau," Ana said hopefully. "Patty will be there the first half of the summer and she asked if I'd join her. But she's going to be with her family and I'm not sure I want to meet them, not alone anyway. Patty admitted they don't approve of certain things." Then smiling she said, "but it might be easier to meet her family if my family was there." "I think we should just go camping like we've always done," John said. "I'd like to take a road-trip," Ron said, "a cross- country road trip." "John is the oldest and smartest," Debbie protested, then remembering it was a family meeting added, "not that this is my meeting of course." "Hey," John said, "whatever we do, I expect you to join us, you are definitely family," he looked around the room as if daring anyone, even his parents, to contradict that. "I like the idea of a road trip," Lana said, "it sounds exciting." "Well, I've always wanted to go camping," Ana said, "I mean really camping." "Why don't you do both," Katrina added. "Don't be silly," Lana said, "reaching around her and grabbing her tits, "there aren't enough days to take a road trip, go camping, and then go to summer camp while Mom and Dad go on another Caribbean Cruise." "You can take a road trip tour of the different camp resorts in the mountain areas," Katrina said. "A road trip and camping at the same time," Ron said smiling looking over at John. "I like it," John said smiling back. "Now that's what I call a compromise," Stan said, also smiling, "and I like it too, how about the rest of you?" "It sounds great Dad," Don said casting a weird look in Jason's direction and hoping no one noticed, "I can't wait to get on the road." "I can't wait to roast marshmallows over and open fire while telling ghost stories," Ana said. "Can I really come," Debbie asked hopefully. "Absolutely," Stan said, "We'll have to get a pretty large RV for the trip, but what's one more." Lana gave a loud, obviously fake cough and everyone turned to where her fingers were now busy in Katrina's cunt as she kissed her back. "Right," Stan said understanding, "well, Pietro and Amy will be staying to supervise some work that will be done in the backyard while we're away, so when I say one more, I mean one more than the ten that would normally be going." He looked over at Jason and smiled saying, "I take it you will be going with us?" "You bet!" Jason said smiling and looking at Don, but then quickly looking away. "Maybe we should rent two RVs," John said. "One extra large one should be fine; the majority of you will be sleeping in tents at the different resorts." Stan said. "What's going to be happening in the backyard," Lana said suddenly as Pietro and Amy entered with some trays filled with snacks and sodas." "That is a surprise," Laura said, "don't worry about it." "So, I take it this meeting is over," Ron said, starting to pump Hannah more strongly. "Absolutely," Stan said, "and I like your idea for a finale son." He grabbed Laura and pushing her back in the couch stuck his cock deep in her wet pussy. John also was already deep into pumping Debbie said, "I like it too." Ana grabbed Katrina right off Lana's lap and to an angry Lana said, "This clit belongs to you and you can use it any time you want, so how about sharing it for once." Ana pulled Katrina to the floor onto herself where Katrina instantly started pumping Ana's pussy with her magic clit. Lana continued looking annoyed for a few minutes but then pushing Jason onto the floor, straddled his cock and burying it deep in her pussy began to ride her. He actually did not seem as overjoyed about this as he was when they first met. That is until Don walked behind Lana and pushing her completely onto Jason, began pumping her ass. Lana could feel the two cocks in her constantly meeting, separated only by a thin membrane somewhere between her cunt and her anus. She had the strangest feeling that neither of the guys pumping her even noticed she was between them. Then Pietro came over to them and kneeling before Lana's head presented his cock to her mouth and she sucked it in joyously, the thought of a good mouthful of warm hot Pietro cream always helped wash all other thoughts away. Amy, searching for a way to join in the fun walked over to where Katrina was pumping Ana and, sitting on Ana's face, had Ana suck her cunt deeply. Bending forward, Katrina was able to suck Amy's ass at the same time. Amy gave a small sigh thinking, "Home sweet home, it's just like you always wanted it Mom!" To be continued in Book 3... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 42