extrem incest

Grandpa drove with me by the window and Mom in the middle. As soon as we buckled up, Mom slid her hand over his crotch and began to gently stroke his cock.

“You’re a very handsome man, Karl,” she said lovingly. “I’ve always known that. I didn’t realize what a stud you were until today.” She sighed. “Think of all the good fucking I’ve missed.”

“We’ll make up for it, sweet pussy,” he answered.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she said, squeezing his cock. “But I want to fuck Rick, too.”

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“Only when I give you permission, sweet pussy,” Grandpa replied. “Let’s talk about the Allisons. When we get to the Allison’s house, I’m going to inject something in Dr. Allison’s mouth. I want you to help me.”

“All right, Karl,” she said sweetly. “What do you want me to do?”

“Rick’ll grab her around the arms and hold her. You make sure she doesn’t kick by grabbing her legs. Grab both of them, Vicki.”

“Of course, Karl.”

“But if there’s an obvious change of plans, follow my lead. Pay attention and help.”

“Yes, Karl, but why are you doing this?”

“So I can make her my playmate like you are.”

“That’ll be nice,” Mom said brightly. “Oh, my. That means I’ll have sex with her, too.”

“What do you mean, Mom?” I asked.

“Rick, when Karl fucks Patty he’ll want me to join them. Won’t you, my naughty boy?” she said.

“Yes, I will, sweet pussy. Yes, I will.”

“But, Karl,” she said in a petulant little girl tone, “Can I still get all of your cock I want?”

“Yes, sweet pussy, you can,” Grandpa replied. Mom started unzipping his fly. “Not now, Vicky.”

“Please, Karl,” she whined as she continued trying to get his cock out.

“Vicky,” he said sternly. “I said not now. Don’t think about fucking me. Think about how I can make Patty my playmate.”

“Can I think about fucking Rick?” she asked.

“No, Vicky. Don’t think about fucking at all. Think about how you can please me by doing other things for me,” he said.

“Like making Patty your playmate?” she asked.

“Yes, Vicky. Like that.”

Grandpa sounded a little exasperated. I guessed he’d adjust Mom’s programming sometime soon or she’d fuck him to death. Mom sighed and rezipped his trousers. She sat back and folded her hands in her lap.

“Karl,” she said. “I heard a rumor that Patty’s bisexual.”

“Oh?” Grandpa said. He was as surprised as I was.

“Yes.” She was silent for several blocks before she said, “I didn’t believe it at first. She’s always been very professional with me. But during my last visit, I got turned on by her touch.”

“Maybe you’re bisexual,” Grandpa said.

“Well, I’ve been awfully horny,” Mom twittered.

Her horny? I thought my cock was going to rip through my slacks. I had visions of Mom and Julie and, hell, a dozen of them, in a big, naked pile in the middle of the floor. I could smell the pussy and feel the heat. I could see the squirming and twitching bodies. I closed my eyes to watch the vision in my head.

“Rick, we’re here,” Mom said, gently tapping my leg.

Dr. Patricia Allison and her daughters lived in a big, lovely house in the nicest section of town. It must have been four times as large as the house Mom and I shared.

Dr. Allison was wearing a black pantsuit when she opened the door. Her long blonde hair was neatly piled on her head. She looked like an older version of Julie, which meant she took my breath away. I looked at her in a different way because she wasn’t just Julie’s mother anymore. Soon, she’d be Grandpa’s playmate and my playmate, too. I wondered if Julie would like that when she was forty, with the same features adjusted for an easy aging.

Grandpa’s a handsome guy. When he leered at her, her eyes twinkled as she repressed a smile. I could tell from her face that Grandpa appealed to her, too. She probably didn’t know it, but she subtly turned and arched so he got a nice view of her tits. They’re nice tits to view, too.

“Hi, Vicki,” Dr. Allison said. She looked at me with fire in her eyes and I don’t mean the kind of fire Mom has when she looks at Grandpa. “Hello, Rick,” she said cooly.

“Hi, Patty,” I replied in my sexiest and most manly voice. Her brow furrowed and she gave me the evil eye.

“Patty, this is Karl Miller, Rick’s grandfather,” Mom said.

“Hello, Karl Miller,” Patty Allison replied. There was a sexy lilt in her voice as she offered her hand.

“Hello, beautiful lady,” Grandpa replied with a flourish before he kissed the back of her hand.

Patty’s eyes twinkled before she led us into her living room.

“Julie’s in her room. If you’ll wait here, I’ll get her so we can all talk,” she said.

“What are we going to talk about?” Grandpa asked innocently.

“Sex, Mr. Miller,” Patty said. “Rick’s pressuring Julie to give up her virginity.”

“If she looks like you, I don’t blame him,” Grandpa said.

Dr. Allison tensed. Her voice was cutting when she said, “I don’t think that’s appropriate, Mr. Miller.”

“Why not?”

“Rick’s in the room for one thing.”

“Rick knows about sex,” Grandpa replied. “We all do.”

“I don’t,” Mom said. She took a step that left her inches from Patty. “I don’t how women make love.”

“What’s going on here?” Patty whispered.

“I want to make love to you,” Mom replied in a low, sexy voice.

Mom held Patty’s head in both hands as she kissed her long and hard. Patty didn’t resist as Grandpa gently pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed her wrists together. Mom nibbled down her throat when Grandpa pulled Patty’s head back and injected the formula in her mouth.

“It’s all right, Patty. Everything’s going to be all right, ” Grandpa said gently just before she lost consciousness.

“Mom! Where are you?” we heard Julie shout.

“Go get her, tiger,” Grandpa said.

Grandpa had given me a job, which was to keep Julie away from her mom until Grandpa’s hypnotism session was through, and two pieces of rope, in case I needed them. I went off to do my duty with a smile on my face. As I closed the doors behind me, Julie was coming down the stairs.

Julie Allison is the wet dream of every guy who knows her. About five four in height, she has a jutting, aggressive, teenaged-girl’s ass that’s so high and firm it defies gravity. She has the greatest legs around. They’re muscular, yet feminine, with trim ankles. She has a tiny waist and what we all imagined were the most beautiful boobs ever.

But from the neck up she’s even better than from the neck down. She has a beautiful face, with a wide mouth dimpled on each side, and a pouty lower lip. Her nose is pert. She has huge, blue eyes. It’s all topped by the thick, golden blonde hair which comes to her shoulder blades. She’s a killer, a real killer.

But a fourteen year old girl who looks like that and has a single parent who dotes on her thinks her shit doesn’t stink. Some people called her a bitch and she was sometimes. A lot of guys called her a prick tease and she definitely was that, but she wasn’t the worst I knew.

She was dressed in a bright green halter top with tiny strings attached around her neck and behind her back. It was almost a bikini top. She wore khaki micro shorts that let the bottom of her ass cheeks pooch out. Her skin was already getting dark from the late spring sun.

When she saw me, her eyes twinkled and her gait changed. She starting swaying like Mom did after Grandpa hypnotized her. My cock was bursting out of my pants and her eyes dropped to glance at it.

“Hi, Rick. What are you doing here?” she said sexily.

“Your mom is talking to my Mom and Grandpa Karl in the living room. They don’t want to be disturbed. Why don’t we go to your room?”

“No. I want to see my mother,” she said forcibly and started to walk around me.

I’d been thinking about what I wanted to do with Julie. Since she was going to be mine in less than an hour, I didn’t see any reason to be restrained with her. As she walked by, I grabbed her arm and spun her around to stop her. She spun all the way into my arms.

She was crushed against me. My arms were around her waist and her breasts were against my chest. My hard cock was jammed into her stomach. Her eyes got big and wet. Her crotch was slowly rotating against my crotch.

“Let go of me, Rick,” she said.

She was trying to act angry, but her hips were moving and her eyes gave her away. I cupped her ass cheeks with both hands and pushed her harder into me. She tilted her head down a little, but those big blue eyes never left mine. The tip of her pink tongue snaked out an inch.

“You need to quit rubbing your pussy against my cock,” I said.

“If you talk like that, I won’t go out with you,” she said haughtily.

She was gauging the situation to decide how hard to play it. She didn’t know her world was going to change. Her eyes hardened.

“If you don’t let me go this instant, I’ll never speak to you again,” she commanded as she pushed hard against me. I didn’t budge. She tried another tack. “Well, okay. Do you want to go to my room and listen to music?” she said softly.

“Great idea,” I replied.

“We won’t have sex, Rick,” she said, but her eyes watched me for a reaction.

She led the way and I followed. Following Julie Allison’s ass is, in itself, a sexual act. Julie’s room was on the second floor and down the hall. I don’t remember seeing anything except the back of Julie as I walked to it.

“You go on in,” she said. “I have to go down the hall.”

She took two steps before I realized she was going downstairs. I caught her on the middle of the stairwell. She started to scream before my hand covered her mouth. I carried a squirming and fighting Julie back into her bedroom and shut the door.

She tried falling down in an effort to get away. I fell on her, pinning her face down. Her legs were spread with me between them. My cock was wedged against her ass. With her delightful ass squirming against my cock, I was glad Grandpa had programmed me to hold back. If nothing else, that was going to come in handy.

I closed my fingers over her nose for a few moments. When I thought she had enough, I let go and she gasped for air.

“Be quiet or I’ll gag you,” I said menacingly in her ear.

I pulled her to her feet by her hair. She squeaked as she wrapped her hands around my wrist to ease the pressure. I would’ve been easier on Julie, but there was something in her face that told me she was enjoying this as much as I was.

“Get on your bed, Julie,” I ordered.

She tried to pull away again, so I swatted her ass hard. Damn. It felt good on my hand. Julie squealed and started rubbing it. She looked so delectable, I kissed her. She ground herself into me and her arms wrapped around my neck. When the kiss was over, I was a little disoriented.

“What are you going to do to me, Rick?” she asked shyly. Once again, those blue eyes burned me like lasers from under her long black lashes.

“Whatever I want, Julie. Get on your back on the bed.” I said firmly, but not meanly.

She didn’t resist. In fact, I had to hurry to keep up with her. She lay back in the middle of the bed with her feet a few inches apart. She was breathing rapidly, which made her breasts go up and down, up and down. Talk about hypnotic. I don’t know how long I sat there watching them rise and fall.

Finally, I remembered what I was doing. I slipped the loop of one of the ropes Grandpa gave me over her wrist, pulled the slipknot tight, and tied her wrist to the bedpost. She didn’t say a word.

When I slipped the loop over the other wrist, she said, “You’re tying me to the bed.”

“That’s right.”

“Rick?”

It was a soft, sexy whisper. I stopped because of the way she called my name. And, my cock twitched again. She looked sexy and inviting.

“Are you going to rape me?”

Maybe it was the way she said it. Or, maybe, it was the hypnotic suggestion Grandpa gave me to think clearly. Maybe, it was me. For whatever reason, I played back in my mind what she’d said. When she said, “are you going to rape me?” it wasn’t like “oh my God, don’t do this to me.” The tone was hopeful, like when you ask your parents, “are you going to let me go out with my friends.”

I noticed her leg farthest from me was now bent, her foot on the bed. Her toes were pointed. Damn, she had good legs. When she saw me looking at her legs, she arched her back just a little as her other leg moved further apart. I took a deep breath.

“I’ll do with you whatever I want to do, Julie,” I replied.

“I was just asking,” she said enticingly. Her lower lip came out in a little pout. I kissed her again and her free arm went around my neck to pull me to her. When we broke the kiss, she smiled shyly and extended her arm to I could bind it to the bedpost.

When I reached to untie the bow behind her neck, her eyes were wide and wanting. She turned as far as she could to let me reach the bow behind her back. When she lay flat again, the halter was untied and balanced on those perfect mounds.

I felt like a famous sculptor unveiling my work of art as I slowly lifted the halter from her. Damn. They were every bit as beautiful as I had imagined. Firm, high, rounded underneath so perfectly. Her nipples were huge, erect, in a dusky pink. I just stared at her for a few moments, drinking in her beauty.

I lay down beside her, propping myself on one arm. My hand dropped to her waist. I felt her stomach muscles quiver. Slowly, I leaned over to take her nipple in my mouth.

“Rick?” she whispered. It was an urgent sound.

“Yes, Julie,” I answered, perturbed by the interruption.

“Don’t you want to take off my shorts? You can’t rape me unless you take them off first.”

“I said I’d do what I wanted. Be quiet or I’ll gag you.”

“Rick?”

“Yes, Julie?”

“Please. Take off my shorts.”

She said it so hotly that I reached for the button on her shorts before I thought. Her legs snapped together so I could wiggle them off her. It must’ve been the motion. A musky smell overwhelmed me. I stopped and took a deep breath. Ah, the smell of pussy. There’s nothing like it.

Her shorts were soaked and you could wring out her panties. I was right. Sweet little Julie was getting off on this. I did as she asked. I slipped off the shorts and the panties, too. I stuck them in my face and inhaled deeply. Julie was watching with a smile on her face. I stuck the panties in her face. I never knew she could take a breath that deep. She sighed audibly when I removed them from her nose.

She pulled her legs up and open. She smiled when she heard me groan. You would have groaned, too, if you were looking down into Julie’s wet and bloated pussy like I was. There was an expectant look on her face which changed to visible disappointment when I lay down beside her again.

“Rick,” she asked, sounding exasperated, “aren’t you going to rape me?”

“I told you I was going to what I wanted to do to you, Julie. Don’t ask any more questions. You need to understand that I’m your master and you’re my slave.”

“Your slave?” she replied with a squeak.

Julie raised her head. Her eyes were huge, her mouth open in a perfect circle.

“Yes. My sex slave.”

“Will I have to serve you sexually whenever you ask? Will you make do anything you want no matter how vile?”

“Yes, Julie. I will.”

That thought made her so happy she wiggled all over. She flopped back down again and gazed into my eyes.

“All right. I’ll be your slave, but, please, Rick, you’ve got to rape me, or play with me, or something. I need to cum.”

“Julie, are you a virgin?” I asked.

“You bastard! Did you think I was teasing you and screwing someone else? Well, that’s sick and it really pisses me off. How could you think I’d do that?”

“Relax. I just asked.”

“Don’t ask. Just because I haven’t put out for you doesn’t mean I’m doing someone else.”

“Shhh,” I said as I kissed her neck. I nibbled on the throat, then down to her breasts.

I took her beautiful nipple in my mouth. When my tongue flicked against it, she groaned down deep in her throat and her knees came up and open.

“Please, Rick,” she whimpered. “Please, fuck me.”

I was going to fuck her as often as I wanted, but I didn’t want to do it right then. I wanted to watch her cum. I let my fingers swim in the murky waters between her legs. I gave her clit one little twist. Her feet jammed into the bed as she arched and screamed. I kept twisting her hard button. She humped my hand as she sobbed ‘oh, God’ over and over before her ass fell back to the bed. She was sweating profusely and gasping for air.

“Did you like that?” I asked in a teasing way.

“Umm,” she murmured.

“You like being tied up, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she answered sexily.

“And you like being my sex slave?”

“Of course not. Let me go right now, Rick,” she said, but her voice sounded dreamy.

“Not until you’re honest with me.”

“I’m going to like whatever you do to me,” she whispered. She raised her head to be kissed.

Red-skinned and sheened with sweat, her pussy wet from her orgasm, her legs splayed, her wrists tied to the headboard, her nipples hard with ongoing passion, Julie was a carnal vision. As she watched me undress, her face reflected her needs, which made my need for her even greater, if that was possible. When she stared unabashedly at my cock as it popped into view, she licked her lips.

“Rick? Are you going to rape me now?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“It’s about time,” she whispered in a low, throaty voice.

She blushed crimson, but wiggled all over, as I crawled between her legs. I lifted her legs up, trapping them in the crooks of my arms. My cock was searching for her opening as I kissed her, but before it found it’s home, the door opened. Julie squealed and tried to kick me away as her mom, my mom and Grandpa walked in.

“Mother! I couldn’t stop him. He tied me up and was going to rape me. He… “

“Be quiet, Julie,” Patty said firmly.

Julie’s mouth dropped open. She couldn’t believe her Mom wasn’t mad, but Patty’s eyes twinkled as she looked at me.

“Have you had sex with her yet, Rick?” she asked.

“No, I haven’t.”

“She’s not on the pill. Do you want to get her pregnant now?”

“Holy shit, no.”

Patty laughed. “I’ll fit her for a diaphragm in the morning and I’ll start her on the pill. Tonight you better use a condom.”

“Mother?” Julie asked incredulously. “What are you saying?”

Patty sat down on the bed by her daughter.

“I’m saying that you and Rick are going to have sex and that it’s all right with me. Karl, Vicki, and I had a long talk downstairs.”

Julie suddenly realized the others were in the room. She blushed again and twisted to cover herself.

“Mother,” Julie whispered. “Mrs. Miller and a man are here.”

“This is Karl Miller, Rick’s grandfather,” Patty said as she straightened Julie’s legs. “Don’t hide yourself, honey.”

“Mom,” Julie whimpered as she crossed her ankles.

“Julie?” Grandpa said. Julie stared at him without responding. “I’m Rick’s grandfather. Call me Karl.” Grandpa’s kindly expression morphed into a scowl, making Julie wince. “Did you hear what your mother said?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” Julie answered.

“Then spread your legs so that I can see you.”

When Julie hesitated, Patty uncrossed her legs and pulled one toward her. Grandpa pulled the other one and Julie was opened for all to see.

“Do as Karl says, honey,” Patty said firmly.

“Mom, what’s happening?” Julie asked.

“We were talking about sex. I was telling you that we had a talk downstairs. Then I had sex with Karl.”

“You what?” Julie squeaked. She tried to sit up, but the ropes held her in place.

“You heard me. Karl and I fucked, if you prefer that word.”

“Did you say fuck?” Julie gasped.

“Yes, I did and I’ll say it again. Fuck. It’s a good word and Karl’s a good fuck.” Patty grinned and sighed. “I’d forgotten how good sex is, how absolutely delightful it made me feel. I’m sorry I stopped you from having sex with Rick, honey, but I won’t do it again. I want you to have sex with him as much as he wants.”

“Mother, are you sick or something?”

“No. I’m well for the first time in years.”

“I don’t believe you. This is a trick,” Julie said, still not believing her mother’s change in attitude.

“It’s no trick.”

“All right then. Tell me exactly what I have your permission to do,” Julie demanded.

“You have my permission to be Rick’s woman and to do anything he asks of you. You have my permission to love him and to love sex. Is that clear?”

“It was clear, but I don’t believe it.”

Patty laughed as she stroked the lips of Julie’s pussy, retrieving a dollop of pussy juice.

“Mother!” Julie squealed.

Patty smelled her finger and then sucked the juices from it. “It looks like you’re enjoying sex already,” Patty said. “Karl and Rick need to talk to you, so I’ll leave you alone with them.”

“Mother, don’t leave,” Julie called, but Patty and Mom went out the door.

Julie crossed her legs again and Grandpa opened them.

“Rick, what’s going on?” Julie asked.

“It sounds like your mother realizes how much fun sex is and she wants you to have fun, too.”

“That’s what it sounds like, but she doesn’t sound like my mother,” Julie replied.

Grandpa reached in his pocket. “Can I talk to you alone, Grandpa?” I asked.

“Sure,” he replied.

We went out in the hall to talk.

“Grandpa, I don’t want to program her now.”

“Why not?”

“I want our first to be the way she really feels.”

“We should do it, Rick.”

“Please,” I pleaded.

“All right. We’ll program her in the morning.” Grandpa grinned. “I guess you noticed her mother’s in the fold. You were right, Rick. She’s a beautiful and sexy woman. I’ll be really pleased with her on one side of me and your mother on the other.”

“You fucked her downstairs?”

“Of course, and now I’m going to do it again. Here. You’ll need these.”

He handed me three condoms.

“Have fun, Rick.”

Julie stared at me as I walked back into her bedroom.

“What’s happening?” she asked.

“We’re going to fuck,” I said.

“Where’s my mother?”

“In her bedroom.”

“Doing what?”

“Having sex with Grandpa and Mom.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Yes, you do,” I said.

“I want to see. Let me go.”

“Julie, what did I tell you?”

“That I’d be your sex slave and that’s fine for playing, but this is serious. I need to see my mother.”

I didn’t reply.

“Let me go now, Rick,” she commanded.

She squealed when I grabbed her left leg, rolled her half way over, and pinned her knee to the bed. She squirmed knowing her ass with exposed. When I drew back my hand, she barked “no” and tried to kick her way free, but she couldn’t move much. She was vulnerable and helpless. Damn, I liked that.

That’s when I noticed it - the hollow between her rib cage and her hip bone. The sexy narrows that are soft and squeezable. She gasped when I nibbled at the bottom rib and kissed my way down her side.

“Rick,” she murmured. “Please don’t.”

I swatted her ass lightly.

“Don’t ever tell me ‘don’t’ again,” I commanded.

“You’re so demanding. What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothing’s gotten into me, but I’ll be getting into you anytime I want.”

“Rick, I want you, too, but something’s wrong with my mother and I need to see her. Please. It won’t take long.”

While Julie was sincere in her pleading that wasn’t what swayed me. I wanted to see what the three of them were doing.

“We’ll do it my way,” I said.

She gave me a sexy little half smile. “I wouldn’t expect anything else.”

I undid one of the ropes from the headboard and used it to tie Julie’s wrists behind her. The other rope I fashioned into a leash. Her eyes twinkled at me when I snugged it around her neck.

“Do you plan to keep me leashed all the time?” she asked coquettishly.

“Do you think I need to?”

“Maybe,” she teased.

I spun her around and swatted her naked ass hard enough to leave a red hand print, before I pulled her against me.

“What did you say?” I asked.

“You don’t have to leash me. I’ll be good without it,” she said, but if looks were daggers, I’d be bleeding on the floor.

“Can you be quiet or do you need another swat?”

“I’ll be quiet,” she said.

“All right. Let’s sneak a peak,” I replied.

Naked, we sneaked down the hall until we could see in Patty’s bedroom. They hadn’t bothered shutting the door.

They were all naked. Mom and Patty were in each other’s arms kissing with their legs entwined, their hands busy exploring the other. Grandpa was propped up on the pillows watching them.

I pulled Julie back against me and my hard cock slid down between her ass cheeks. I cupped a breast in each hand. She couldn’t be still and pushed back against me rhythmically.

‘This is what it’s going to be like, ‘ I thought. ‘Naked woman pleasing each other and ready to please me.’

Grandpa looked our way and grinned.

“Something wrong?” he asked.

“Julie can’t believe she has permission to fuck,” I replied.

Patty and Mom had stopped and were looking at us.

“Believe it, honey. Now go do what Rick wants,” Patty said. She moaned as Mom starting kissing her breasts.

“I’ve seen enough. Let’s go back to my room,” Julie said.

Back in her room, Julie pirouetted away from me as far as the leash allowed. “I’m all yours, Rick,” she said.

I’d dreamed about this moment. I’d awakened in the night hot and hard as I dreamed about Julie Allison happily compliant with me. I’d masturbated thinking of her. I spurted to the ceiling as I imagined her pussy wrapped around my cock instead of my hand. Now that the moment was here, I wanted it to last forever.

“Are you all right?” she asked tenderly.

“Perfect. I’m enjoying looking at you.”

“Oh? Do you like what you see?” she teased. She posed for me, turning and twisting to let me see her, but her eyes never left mine. Those delightful poses made me ache with wanting. Those beautiful eyes held all the promise any man could want.

I pulled her to me with the leash and she said, “Untie my hands so I can feel you, too.”

Her hands were eager and hot, her smell was in my nose. We kissed and explored until she nibbled her way down my body to kneel in front of me. With the tips of her nails, she touched my cock for the first time. I was glad Grandpa had programmed me to control my ejaculations or I’d've shot in her face.

“He’s beautiful,” she whispered.

She examined my cock like it was a work of art before she kissed the tip. With her lips pursed, she slowly took it into her mouth until it touched the back of her throat and let him slide out again. Her big blue eyes were shining up at me.

“Did you like that?” she asked.

“I loved it.”

“Me, too. Do you want me to do it some more or do you want to fuck me?”

I tugged on the leash and she slid up my body. I led her to bed.

My first fuck with Julie wasn’t what I’d imagined. It wasn’t two breasts rutting. It was two lovers exploring and learning each other.

Her nipples were diamond hard and very sensitive as I suckled them. Sweat poured from both of us. Our skin was hot and wet, our feelings’ electric, our eyes diffused, when I slipped between her legs.

“Hurry, Rick, please,” she whimpered as I entered her the first time. “Oh, God, your hardness feels so good in me. That’s it. I love it.”

I loved it, too, particularly when she chanted, “Rick. Rick. Rick.”

I wasn’t keeping score, so I don’t know how many times she orgasmed before I let myself cum, or how often she groaned my name. When I exploded in her, her pussy spasmed on my cock. I pulled the covers over us with her hot body pressed into mine and happily went to sleep.

It had been the best day of my life and I knew tomorrow would be even better.

“Wake up. Look alive. Breakfast is in fifteen minutes.”

I opened my eyes to see Patty smiling down at us. My arm was asleep because Julie was lying on it as she curled against me. She yawned, looked at her mother, and gasped.

“Mother,” Julie said, “You’re naked.”

“How about that?” Patty quipped. “Why don’t you come down to breakfast naked, too, dear?”

“But Rick’s mom and grandfather are still here.”

“That’s all right. They saw you last night. Remember?”

“Yes, but I want to wear something.”

“Let Rick decide for you,” Patty replied. “See you two in a few minutes.”

Julie’s expression was like a person who’d crossed into an alternate universe where they didn’t understand any of the rules.

When she asked, “Rick, may I wear something?” she sounded confused.

“You are,” I replied with a grin.

She blushed and scowled. “Besides this rope around my neck,” she said curtly.

“I like you in that. It has a certain savior faire.”

“You don’t even know what that means,” she snapped. “I’m getting dressed.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Try and stop me!”

I did stop her, which was an enjoyable process as she squirmed and struggled. I managed to avoid flying claws except for one time when she got the back of my hand. I wasn’t in any hurry to subdue her because it was too much fun, but when Grandpa yelled up for us, I finished the job by tying her wrists behind her back and using the other rope to tie her legs together. I preferred to use that rope as a leash, but I didn’t want to get kicked.

Sweet Julie looked lovely in her bondage. Her body was damp with sweat from her struggles. Her chest was heaving from her exertion. Her face didn’t look lovely however. It was contorted in anger because she was mad as hell.

“Wait until we get downstairs, you bastard. My mother will call the police and have them cart you away,” she barked.

“Now, Julie, that’s no way to talk to the man who’s fucked you so nicely,” I said.

I threw her over my left shoulder and started downstairs, but I’d only taken a step before I decided a little stimulation would be good for Julie. I mean, with that delightful ass sticking up in the air, why not use it? And her pussy was readily available, too.

“Don’t do that,” she squealed as I swatted her. “Rick, no,” she barked as I dunked my thumb in her pussy. Swat and dunk. Swat and dunk. The swats weren’t hard. The dunks were deep, ending with a flick of her clit. I had a regular rhythm going. Julie’s complaints gave way to encouraging gasps by the time I reached the bottom of the stairs. By the time I reached the breakfast room, she was squirming on my shoulder in need of an orgasm.

The three of them were sitting at the table. Mom jumped up and kissed me with her tongue down my throat and her hand caressing my cock.

“Good morning, baby,” she said sweetly.

Then she kissed Julie on her bloated lower lips.

“Oh, God in heaven,” Julie squealed as Mom buried her tongue in Julie’s twat.

Julie started vibrating and her legs tightened. She groaned - ohhhhhhhhh - and arched her back as I felt her tighten. Mom kept sucking and slurping at Julie’s love hole until Julie lay depleted over my shoulder.

Mom kissed me again and whispered, “Karl says we can do it today.” Her eyes shone up at me.

I sat down with Julie sitting in my lap. We didn’t talk much at breakfast, which was fine by me. I was too busy feeding the two of us.

When Julie recovered her senses after the orgasm Mom gave her, and her stomach was getting full, her attitude changed.

“Mother, I want to be released this instant. Tell Rick to let me go,” she demanded.

“Why?” her mother asked as she nibbled on a piece of toast larded with jam.

“I have no intention of being Rick’s sex slave. That what he said he’d do to me, Mother. Make me his slave.”

“You said you’d like whatever I did to you,” I said to Julie.

“That was the orgasm talking. Not me,” she said fiercely. “Now let me go. Mother, tell him to let me go.”

“No, dear,” Patty said. Her tone was like any mother’s, soft but unyielding. “You’re going to belong to him.”

“Mother!”

“Let’s go, Rick. It’s time,” Grandpa said as he stood up.

Julie kicked and squirmed when I tried to stand. Grandpa lifted her off my lap, swatted her across the ass, and marched out of the room with Julie in his arms. I was right behind him.

When Grandpa got to Julie’s room, he dumped her on the bed. He sat beside her with his hand in her hair to hold her head against the bed.

“Be still, you little bitch, or I’ll swat you again,” he threatened.

Wide eyed and angry, Julie stilled.

“Rick, Julie’s lied to you. She wasn’t a sweet little virgin and she had no intention of being faithful,” Grandpa said.

“I don’t believe you,” I replied, but when I saw Julie’s expression, I knew Grandpa was telling the truth.

“That’s not true, Rick. I was a virgin,” Julie lied. “You’ve got to believe me.”

“Ready?” Grandpa asked.

“Ready,” I answered.

I lay on top of her. My weight pressed her into the mattress and I used her hair to hold her head. Julie was terrified as Grandpa squirted the liquid in her mouth. She spit some out so he squirted another full dose and held her mouth shut. In seconds, she was out like a light.

Grandpa began his hypnotic trance. “Relax, Julie. Relax and sleep. Julie, listen to my voice, only my voice. I want you to relax, totally relax, and sleep. Your conscious mind is asleep. You hear only my voice. Deeper, Julie, deeper. You are going deeper into sleep. You feel comfortable, feel relaxed and happy. You enjoy this feeling. You enjoy being this open and receptive to my voice. Deeper now, Julie. Listen to my voice. Each time you hear my voice you go deeper and deeper into your relaxed, warm, happy, feeling. Deeper, Julie, Deeper.”

Julie was totally limp, her breathing slow and easy, her eyes closed.

“Listen to me, Julie. You enjoy listening to my voice. You enjoy obeying my instructions to you. It makes you feel good to obey me. Good and warm and fuzzy with happiness when you obey me. Deeper now, Julie. Julie, can you hear me?”

“Yes,” she said in a ghostly monotone.

“I want you to answer all my questions with complete and total honesty. Julie, who took your virginity?”

“Tommy Thompson.”

“Shit,” I said. Grandpa’s expression said I told you so as he silenced me with a finger across his lips.

“When?”

“Three weeks ago.”

“How many times have you had sex with Tommy?”

“Three.”

“Have you had any other men?”

“Just last night with Rick.”

“Who did you enjoy more, Tommy or Rick?”

“Rick.”

“Why did you enjoy him more, Julie?”

“I… I don’t know.”

“Any other sexual activities with men?” Grandpa asked.

“I’ve let a couple of other boys touch my body through my clothes when we were making out.”

“Have you ever had sex with a woman?”

“Yes.”

You could’ve knocked me over with a feather, but Grandpa smiled knowingly.

“Who was it?”

“Melissa’s friend, Angel.”

“How many times have you and Angel made love?”

“Five.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yes.”

“Who did you enjoy more, Rick or Angel?”

“Angel.”

“Do you love Rick?”

“Yes.”

“Would you marry him?”

“Yes.”

“Then why did you fuck Tommy?”

“All the girls do. He’s a stud.”

“If you married Rick, would you be faithful?”

“I’ll never be faithful.”

“Why?”

“I want to fuck a lot of men… and women.”

Grandpa could see the confusion and hurt on my face. I was so pissed off at Julie I didn’t give a damn if she was programmed for me or not. And I wanted to beat the shit out of Tommy. Grandpa waited and watched me. Julie’s revelations shook me to the core, but they proved one thing. Grandpa was right. She needed to be programmed.

“Julie,” he said. “All girls have sexual fantasies. I want you to think about yours. Think about your favorite fantasy, the one you imagine when you masturbate.”

Grandpa winked and squeezed my hand. I took a deep breath and repressed my anger. I was glad Grandpa had programmed me to be in control or I might have gone through the roof.

“Julie, tell me your favorite fantasy,” Grandpa said.

“I’m a princess captured by a pirate band. The men bind my arms behind me and put a rope around my neck like a leash. They give me to their captain. He’s stunned by my beauty, by my sexiness. He strips me naked in front of his crew before dragging me into his quarters. He rapes me. He rapes me over and over. He makes me his slave and I always wear his collar around my neck to show I belong to him. He’s afraid he’ll lose me, but he won’t lose me because I don’t want to leave him.”

“Why do you want to stay with him?”

“He shares me with his crew because he knows how much I like sex. They all fuck me. They fuck me as much as I want, but I’m his woman. I sleep in his bed next to him, no matter who I’ve fucked.”

“Listen to my voice, Julie. Go deeper, deeper and deeper. You enjoy obeying me. Obeying me makes you feel warm and happy. Warm and happy. You’ll remember everything I say and know that it’s true. Julie, Rick’s the pirate who captures you. Rick’s the man who owns you. You are his. You belong to him and you’ll obey him. It pleases you to obey him. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“I want you to repeat after me: “I love Rick. I enjoy Rick owning me. I want to obey Rick. I want to please Rick.”

Julie repeated it once.

“Julie, I want you to repeat those words until I call your name again.”

As she began repeating, Grandpa motioned for me to follow him. When we were out in the hall, Grandpa said, “Well?”

“She’s a little slut who’s going to fuck around on me,” I snapped.

“No, Rick. She’s a teenaged girl full of fantasies just like you’re a boy full of fantasies. You plan to fuck around on her, don’t you?”

“That’s different,” I said defensively.

“Why?”

“Grandpa, whose side are you on?”

“Yours. She’s an adorable, sexy little fox that last night you would’ve married on a bet. So, cool it. After the programming, you’ll never need to worry about her love or affection, or who she’s fucking.”

“But I wanted her to love me.”

“What did she say before I programmed her?”

“That she loves me, but… “

“But nothing. She said it naturally and she said it in a trance when she was programmed not to lie. She does love you. Don’t get hung up over her wanting to experiment and play around because that’s normal. Women are sexual creatures, Rick, and that little woman loves sex, or didn’t you notice?”

“I noticed, but I want her to be mine.”

“She is and she will be. After this programming, her love will never cool and she’ll always be faithful. Come on. Let’s go back inside.”

Julie was still repeating those words when Grandpa called her name and she stopped talking.

“Julie, Rick is a man. You understand a man wants to have sex with more than one woman. You’re happy when Rick has sex with other women because you know it makes him happy. When you see him having sex with another woman it’ll make you want to have sex with both of them. You’ll never be jealous. You’ll tell him about any woman who has a sexual interest in him. It pleases you to help him seduce other women. Do you know anyone who has an interest in Rick, Julie?”

“Yes.”

“Who?”

“Shauna Williamson has a terrible crush on him.”

That made my ears perk up. Shauna was a soccer player with an ass and legs almost as good as Julie’s.

“Julie, Rick is the pirate captain who owns you, but I’m the pirates’ admiral. You’ll fuck me anytime I ask you to do it. But, except for me, Rick controls your sexuality. That pleases you because it makes him happy. It makes you feel warm and happy knowing Rick controls your sexuality. If he tells you to have sex with another man, you will enjoy it and make sex enjoyable for the man, too. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“You’ll have and enjoy sex with any woman who lives in this house because you know that pleases Rick. If Rick tells you, you’ll have sex with other women, too.”

Grandpa continued by implanting her post hypnotic suggestion, which was ‘blue dog’, and by telling her she wouldn’t remember being hypnotized but that she’d obey and believe everything he said. Then he brought her out of the trance.

She looked up at me with wide, sincere, loving eyes.

“I love you, Rick,” she said softly.

“I love you, too, Julie,” I said, but I was hurt by what she’d said. Deeply hurt.