19 comments/ 186472 views/ 25 favorites Family Cuckold Ch. 04 By: cuckrobin Preface This is part four of a continuing story about me (Robin), my wife Mary, and our daughter Gina. It is based largely on many real life experiences I have had the pleasure of experiencing, stitched together with snippets of fiction and fantasy. If you don't like stories with themes of cuckoldry, femdom, incest, humiliation and S&M, please stop now. Otherwise, please let me know how you like it. There is more to come, and I'd appreciate your feedback Thank-you, CAROL, for your incredible contribution. You have made this, and hopefully future chapters, much better than they would have been otherwise! *** Mary had just described, in fairly explicit detail, what cuckolding was, and what I was made to do as her cuckold, for her and her lovers. Gina was silent for a full 30 seconds as her mind strained to digest what Mary described. Finally, she turned to look at me. "You do that? You do all of those things, daddy? For real?" "Umm, yes, Miss Gina, I do. Whatever your mother tells me to do. Yes" "You suck their cocks?" "Yes" "You watch them, umm, do it? You watch them have sex with Mom?" "Yes" Gina turned to look at her mother. "I. I umm, Jeez. I dunno what to say. You go out and meet guys, and bring them back to the house, and you order him to serve you, lick you both, watch you umm, fuck? And he does it?" "Yes, Baby. I'm sorry; I was hoping this wouldn't upset you." Mary was clearly worried. "Upset? I'm not upset, Mom!" She smiled, for the first time since the conversation had started. "I'm just freaking amazed, that's all." Gina turned back to me. "Fuck, daddy, you really are a sissy-panty slut, aren't you? Is that what you meant, when you were telling me about your, umm, switch this morning?" Before I could answer, Tammy appeared back at the table. She had changed out of her uniform, and was now wearing a pair of pink denim shorts and a ruffled white shoulderless blouse which stopped at her midriff. We all lookup up in surprise, and Mary started to speak. "Oh, err, Hi, Tammy. Umm, listen, dear, we were just in the middle of something, and would you .." Gina cut her mothers sentence off. "No, it's ok, Mom. I'd like Tammy to join us. Please?" "Well, Ok, sure darling, if you are sure?" "Oh yeah, I'm sure", Gina smiled. "Come on, Tammy. Sit down by Mom. I wanna hear what you think!" Tammy smiled broadly and sat opposite me. She looked at Gina and then Mary with a big grin on her face, and then at me, and covered her mouth as she laughed. "Think about what, Gina?" Gina laughed with her. "You know what! My father is a panty-wearing slave. I made him buy lingerie and nail polish today, and we let the salesgirls know it was for him. I showed them his panties, just like I showed you." Tammy looked at me and giggled. "Tell her sissy. Tell Tammy what you told me this morning. Tell her everything, and tell her what you were doing, while you were talking to me. Do it. I need her advice, and she can only give it to me if she knows everything." I looked around the table. My face was burning. There was no sympathy from any of them. "I. I was trying to explain to Miss Gina that I would do anything she wanted." I started. "No. Tell her first how it was." "I, umm, I was naked. I went into her bedroom to wake her up. Miss Gina made me. Gina. Please?" "Tell her slave. Do it or we will have to punish you!" "Sorry, Miss Gina." I looked at Tammy. She was returning my stare, expectantly. "Ok. Miss Gina ordered me to stand by her bed and, umm, play with myself while I told her, well, begged her to dominate me. I masturbated while I begged her to abuse me, anyway she wanted." I was close to tears, yet at the same time strangely proud to admit to this girl that I would do anything for my daughter and her mother. Anything at all. "And. What are the rules when Mom and I order you to stroke your sissy cock, daddy?" "I'm not allowed to come without permission, Miss Gina" Gina had been staring, wide eyed, gently biting her lower lip. Upon hearing this she burst out laughing. "No fucking way! Really? You make him do stuff like that, and you don't, like, let him shoot? Oh god, this is too much!" She was still laughing. "Show her your legs, daddy!" I extended my right leg out of the booth and pulled my pants leg up slightly. The dark stockings were obvious. "Now. Tell her what you just told me. Tell her what you do for Mom!" Even Mary gasped when she heard this latest order from Gina. "Tell her!" Gina repeated. I couldn't deny my daughter. I was more humiliated than I had ever been in my life, but there was something in me which made me want to do it, need to do it. "Well, umm, I am her cuckold. That means that she is free to have sex with anyone she wants. I am required to serve them. I." As much as I wanted to say it, it was difficult. Not only because of Tammy, but I was going to say it, explicitly, in front of Gina. "I serve them, I undress them. I lick and suck them both to get them ready. And I watch them have sex." "And, daddy. Tell her. Tell her the last part?" I looked into Gina's eyes. They were both hard and sparkling at the same time. She wanted to hear me say it. Wanted to make me tell this young girl, this stranger, one of our most intimate secrets. "W-When they have finished. I, umm, I suck them both clean". There. I had said it. I wanted to shrivel into the seat. At the same time, there was an elation racing in my head. "So, Tammy. Here I am, I'm only 18. And, in the last few days I've discovered my own father wears panties and will submit to pretty much anything. I've seen him in panties and naked. I've made him jack his cock in front of me. He's begged me to let him be my slave. And now I've just found out he will even suck cocks and, oh fuck, he swallows cum!" Gina's face was flushed as she talked to Tammy. "How would you feel? What do you think? Would you let him be your slave? Do that kind of stuff?" Tammy's chest was rising and falling as she tried to get herself under control. "Honestly?" "Yeah, of course!" Gina replied. "I'd freaking love it. Men can be such jerks, such pigs sometimes. And you have the chance to make him into your slave? Shit. I'd do it in a second! Who cares if he's your father? I think that's even better, it's like the ultimate revenge, ya know?" Gina laughed. She was obviously pleased with what she had heard. Mary had been listening intently and was, I think, scared of what Gina's reaction to the whole thing was going to be. Now, in an instant, the tension disappeared and she started laughing too. Even I managed a weak smile, although I was trembling inside. "Yeah. I do know. I was hoping you would say that, because I was, ya know, scared that I was like some kind of sick freak because I liked the idea! And maybe I am, but at least now I know I'm not the only one!" Now we all burst out laughing. The mood had changed completely. "Well! It seems you were exactly the right person, in exactly the right place, at exactly the right time, Tammy!" Mary said excitedly. "I think we should get to know each other more, if you'd like that?" "Oh Yeah!" Gina immediately chimed in. "Well, err, are you sure?" Tammy laughed. "I think that sounds kinda cool!" "Then it's settled. How would you like to come over to our house and spend the afternoon with us?" Mary asked "Sure! I have to go home first, though" she hesitated, but that'll only take me half an hour, one at the most. I have a couple of things I need to get done. Is that ok?" "Of course it is, darling! Just come on over whenever you are ready!" Mary scribbled out our address and phone number on a napkin and gave it to Tammy. "We can't wait to have you join us!" "Great. Thanks. I'll, umm, get going, then, and see you all later!" I paid the check and gave Tammy a big tip. We all got out of the booth and while Tammy disappeared into the back, the three of us walked back out into the Mall. "Mom! Thank you so much! I hope you didn't mind, but I just felt like, well, I wanted to hear what she would say. She's, you know, like closer to my age?" Gina was apparently worried that Mary would be insulted. "It's fine, my love. She was a stranger, and the worst that would have happened is that we would have just left! But, as it turned out, you have made a new friend. Well, all of us have made a new friend!" We left the mall and walked in the sunlight to the car. Unlike this morning, I was not in the least scared that the light would make my panties more obvious. I was still on a mental high. When we got to the car, I unlocked it and opened the doors for my two ladies. As on the way to the Mall, Mary got in the back and Gina sat in the passenger seat. I went around and got into the drivers side, and started the engine. As we left the parking lot and started down the road back to our house, Gina looked at me. "You are a sick, perverted sissy panty slave, daddy. But, don't worry. I'm glad you are, and I love you!" I looked, stunned, at Gina, and then at Mary in the rear view mirror. My eyes were suddenly damp. All I could manage was to reach over and squeeze her hand and whisper "Thank you, darling. I love you too. Thank you!" Gina, in turn, reached over into my lap and gave my cock a squeeze. I felt myself stiffening under her hand. "Do it darling", Mary whispered from the back seat. "You've deserved it. Make him hard, tease him and make him want it. Do it, let me watch you do it!" Gina giggled as she turned and looked at her mom. "Really?" "Yes, baby. Now you know how far he will go for us. Do anything you want to him!" Gina turned in her seat to face me. I tried to focus on driving, but could not help look at her quickly. She was beaming. Her other arm reached over and then, with both hands, carefully unzipped my pants. She reached into them and felt my cock through the panties. I was hard. "Shit daddy, you really are like a girl", she squealed, "Your panties are soaking" "Yes, I bet they are", Mary laughed. Gina fumbled for a second and then, for the first time, pulled my panties down over my cock and pulled it out into the open. She stared at it and then started to stroke it, rubbing her thumb over the head, smearing the wetness everywhere. "This is so much fun, sissy. Do you like it? Do you like me playing with your sissy cock?" The feeling was intense. She was stroking me so lightly, yet firmly. Fingers around the shaft, thumb caressing the head. My mind was spinning. My Gina was playing with my cock, my Mary was watching her do it, encouraging her to do it, and she was loving it. "Please, Miss Gina. Please. I won't be able to stand it, and we're sure to have an accident if you make me come. Please!" "Oh, don't worry, sissy. You're still not allowed to come. But I am going to make you beg for it. I want to make you suffer. You suck cocks, daddy, and you are my slave, just like you are Mom's. I'm going to learn to make you beg!" I squirmed in my seat, but Gina was relentless. However I moved, her hand simply followed, never losing its grip. She would stroke me for a few seconds, and then stop. And then do it again. By the time I got home, I could barely focus my eyes. I pulled the car into the driveway, and turned the engine off. "Leave it out, slut. I want you to walk to the front door with your cock sticking out. And don't forget the shopping bags in the trunk" Mary ordered, laughing with Gina. They watched with great amusement as I frantically looked around to make sure that there were no people out in the street, then rushed to the back of the car, fumbled to open the trunk, grabbed the bags, and basically ran to open the front door. Once we were in the family room, Mary told me to put the bags down and go and get some drinks. She was obviously in a good mood, because she finished up with "and, seeing as you have been so obedient today, slut, bring a glass for yourself. You can join us in a drink as you change" I went into the kitchen and returned with a cold bottle of Riesling and three glasses, having made a note to myself to get to the store and buy another case of Pinot Grigio. We had finished the last bottle the other night. After filling the glasses, I raised mine and offered a toast. "Here's to the two best Mistresses a husband and father could ever ask for" I said. Kind of lame, but it was how I felt. Gina and Mary joined me in the toast, and then Gina said. "Ok, sissy. You're shaved like a girl, wear panties like a girl. Do, umm, other things like a girl. Now you have to finish shopping like a girl. We want a fashion show!" I smiled, nervously. I remembered that there were more than just panties in the bag. Things I had never worn before. I put my glass down on the table and stood in front of them. They were back in their favorite positions, on the two-seat couch, knees raised and feet resting on the edge of the coffee table. Mary had her thin dress on, Gina her miniskirt. I could clearly see both of their pairs of panties from where I stood. Mary had dark blue, Gina's were pale yellow. They both knew I was looking at them, but didn't seem to mind. "Strip, Slut!" Mary ordered. I undid the shirt and took it off, folding it and placing it on one of the chairs. Then, after slipping off my shoes, undid my pants and stepped out of them. After folding them onto the chair, also, I stood in front of them. I was proud, happy, but still embarrassed. The panties were stretched and wet from my hard-on, and the nylons felt suddenly cool on my legs without the pants. "And the panties, sissy, you have new ones to show us!" Gina smiled. I stretched the waistband down over my cock and slid them down my legs. I could feel the air on my balls and was reminded that I was really naked, thanks to Gina having shaved me the night before. "Give them to me!" Mary instructed. I handed them to her, and she rubbed the front of them between her thumb and forefinger. "Mmmm, so wet, so slippery, you're right, Gina, he IS just like a girl - feel them" She handed the panties to Gina, who repeated the process. Even though Gina had been stroking my cock all the way home in the car, and had felt my precum from the source, so to speak, it was very erotic to watch her inspecting my panties and rubbing it between her fingers. "Ok, let's see the panties, bra and garter belt first, sissy", she said, as she smiled and dropped my wet panties on the table. I went and picked up the shopping bags, and brought them back to the coffee table. "It was such a good idea of yours, baby, to shave him. I love how his cock and balls are so completely exposed, don't you. It's really hot" "Yeah, it is," Gina replied, "I really kinda like it! It doesn't seem so rude, when it's hard, without all that ugly hair." "You're absolutely right, darling. And don't think that means you can just get hard whenever you want, Slut, but your daughter is right, at least it's not so rude looking when it is!" "Thank you, Mistress, Miss Gina" I knew what they were waiting for, so reached into the bag and pulled out the matching set. I pretty much knew how the garter belt should be worn, so soon had it around my waist. Even though the stockings I was wearing were thigh-highs, and had elastic lace around the top to keep them up, I figured they would want to see the garters connected to them. After quite a bit of fumbling, and a lot of laughter from Mary and Gina, I had them all done. "Such a pretty slut", Mary remarked, "Come on, we want to see the whole outfit!" Trying to delay the inevitable, I took the panties and slid them up my legs. As I had predicted, it was close to impossible to fit everything inside them. Even though I was hard and my cock was upright, my balls still wanted to fall out one side or the other. The girls thought this was hilarious, and I was so embarrassed I started to soften. "Now the bra, sissy!" Gina giggled. I had, of course, watched Mary put her own on many many times, but I knew for a fact I would never be able to get it fastened by reaching back behind me. I used the trick I had seen on TV and put it on backwards, fastening it in front, and then sliding it around my waist. I started to slide it up my chest, but it was tight. Partly because it was something I had never felt before, and partly because I was slightly bigger than 38 around the chest, which was the bra size. Thank god I was not a big man! Now I struggled to get the shoulder straps up over my arms. It was not as easy as I had imagined, but finally I got it done and stood in front of them. Now I really did feel humiliated. I enjoyed panties, but really felt silly in the bra. I knew I did not look anything like a girl. "Ohmygod, Mom, look at him!" "Yes, I know, dear, it IS funny, isn't it! Maybe if we put something in the cups it will help, do you think?" "Well, maybe, I dunno. What can we use?" Mary looked at my wet panties on the table and smiled. "Well, let's just try those, if they help, maybe we'll buy him some breast forms! I know where we can get some from, on the web" "Well, yeah, but it'll still look weird, Mom, with just one side!" Mary smiled at Gina and then at me. She reached down under her dress, lifted her butt off the couch, and pulled her panties off. "MOM!" "Oh, Gina. It's ok, we're both girls, and your dad has seen me naked before, you know!" "Yeah, I guess so", Gina laughed. Mary handed her panties to Gina, "Put them in his cups, baby, lets see if it's worth giving him real breasts!" Gina took Mary's panties and then looked at her "Mom! They're soaked! You are worse than he is!" "I know, darling, but I bet you are just the same!" Gina blushed and didn't answer. She took another large sip of wine and stood up. "Come here, Sissy!" I took a couple of steps to where she was and stood silently as she tucked the panties into each of my cups and then sat back down. This time, as she put her feet back on the table, they were further apart and I could clearly see the outline of her cunt under the yellow nylon. Not wanting to be caught staring I stepped back and stood in front of them. I was completely soft, now. It really was embarrassing. "Well, it is an improvement, but I'm not convinced. The pink looks nice on him, that's for sure, but the panties are a distraction, you can see them through the cups. What do you think?" Mary asked. "Yeah. I agree. But, it is much better to see him with a little shape in there. Can we get him some of those silicon things? Just to try? Are they expensive?" "No, I don't think so, darling. I bet we can get them for less than fifty dollars. Why don't you search the web and find some. You can use my credit card" "Great. Thanks, Mom!" "You're welcome, baby. Pour us some more wine, slut, just because we're in a good mood doesn't mean you can forget your duties!" "I'm sorry, Mistress!" I pulled the bottle from the cooler and refilled their glasses, leaving mine alone. "It's ok; you can have some more, slut!" "Thank you, Mistress." I refilled mine, took the empty bottle back to the kitchen and returned with another, placing it in the cooler. I took a sip of the wine and stood back in front of them. "Look at you, sissy. You're all soft. Why don't you like the pretty lingerie we picked for you? I'm insulted that you don't like our choices. Make it hard. Now!" Gina ordered. I reached down and started to caress myself through the panties. They both watched intently. Gina actually licked her upper lip, lightly. As I began to harden, I pulled my cock up above the waistband and started to stroke it. "Yes, such a pretty bare shaved cock", Mary murmured, drinking more wine. "It is, isn't it, Mom! It's so hot to watch him doing that! I still can't believe it, but I love it!" Family Cuckold Ch. 04 Forgetting how silly I was sure I looked, and knowing I was turning them on, I really began to get into what I was doing. My eyes closed as I felt the heat and hardness between my fingers, and then opened to look directly at my two Mistresses. Mary was softly caressing the inside of her thigh as she watched, not just me, but also Gina. Gina was sipping wine from her glass in one hand, and subconsciously running the other over her tits, she was engrossed in what I was doing. "Look at it, darling, look at his cock. He is such a submissive little slut, he will do anything you want him to, and you can do anything you want. Enjoy it. Feel the power!" Mary whispered. I had to slow down. I was as hard as I could be, now. I was softly stroking the head, and then the shaft, pulling the foreskin all the way back, stretching it and causing my glans to swell, then back again. With my other hand I pulled my balls out of the side of the panties and rolled them between my fingers. "Let's tease him, baby, let's take him right to the edge and then stop him!" Mary slid her dress further up her legs, which were now wide open. She was completely exposed to me, and only slightly less so to Gina because she was sitting to her mothers side. She slowly ran her finger down her slit, between her swollen lips. Gina looked at her mother, back at me. She sipped more wine and put the glass back on the table. "So fucking hot" she whispered, to no one in particular. "Beg her to abuse you, Slut" I knelt in front of Gina, still stroking, my fingers soaked. I kissed her toes and then looked up. Her knees were farther apart, now, and her panties were stretched tight across her sex. She was clearly wet. "Please, Miss Gina. I will do anything that you tell me to. You flipped my switch a long time ago, and I beg you to make me your slave!" Gina's eyes were slits, but she was still watching me with the occasional glance at Mary. She was openly playing with her nipple, now. "Don't you dare fucking come yet, sissy. I want to see what it's like to really make you suffer for it" "Show him your tits, baby. It's ok. I know you have let him see them before. You are the one in control; you can do whatever you want." Without saying anything, Gina unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall open. Her tits were just like her mothers, but even smaller, which I loved. Her small nipples were hard and deep pink. Her hand moved back up and began to rub the tip of left breast, causing it to harden even more. "Stand up, daddy. I want to watch you. Do it. Stroke it. Rub your cock for me and tell me what you are, what you do!" I stood back up, but stayed directly in front of her. "I'm your sissy slave, Miss Gina. I am here to serve you, to do anything you tell me to. Anything at all" My fingers were so wet I could feel it beginning to drip. I decided to go further and lifted my hand to my face and, making sure they were both watching, I sucked my own precum off of my thumb and fingers. "Oh fuck. Yesss. You're tasting yourself. Now I know it, daddy. You ARE a cock sucker!" Gina's other hand was moving on the inside of her thigh, now. "Yes, baby, he is. He's a sissy cock sucking slave, but he's our sissy cock sucking slave!", Mary whispered. "Please, Miss Gina," I groaned, "Please let me stop for a second. I just can't control it otherwise. I can't take it. PLEASE!" "I don't care, sissy, that's not my problem, it's yours," she groaned. The fingers of her right hand were alternately rolling and pinching her left nipple, while her left hand was moving ever closer to her crotch each time she ran it up her thigh. Her legs were as open as her mini skirt would permit. I looked at Mary for help. She knew I could not take much more of this. I was amazed to see that she was openly fucking herself with two fingers of her right hand as she watched Gina watching me. She glanced at me and understood my dilemma. "Baby, you're all bunched up. Lift your ass a second. And you, slut. You heard your daughter, she gave you an order. Now obey her. You can do it slowly, if you must, but you WILL do as she tells you!" Gina and I both groaned again, but for different reasons. She was intoxicated. Partly from the wine, I'm sure, but also from the eroticism of the moment and mostly from the total power she was realizing she held over me. I was simply at my minds' edge trying to control the ejaculation which was so dangerously close. There was only one thing I could think of. I lowered my left hand and, as lightly as I could, I started to stroke the shaft of my cock. I didn't dare let my fingers go anywhere near the glans. My right hand dropped lower and gripped my balls and squeezed them hard. Mary often did this to me when we were fucking and she needed to make me last a little longer. Without taking her eyes away from me, Gina lifted her ass an inch off the cushion. "Good girl," Mary smiled and used both hands to slide the skirt all the way up over Gina's hips. As she slid her hands back down, and before Gina had fully returned to the seat, she snagged the yellow panties with her thumbs and started to pull them down. For the first time, Gina's eyes moved away from me and she looked at Mary questioningly. "It's ok baby, he's just our slave now. We can do anything we want. Anything!" Without pausing, Mary pulled them down to Gina's knees, forcing them to close as she did. Gina's eyes closed. "Help me, slut. You know a mistress should not have to undress herself. Take them off her legs." I could hardly believe what Mary was doing, but was grateful for any opportunity to stop touching myself. I stepped around the table and took the delicate fabric in my hands and pulled it down, over her knees, and passed her calves. Lifting her feet off the table, Gina allowed me to remove them completely. As she returned her feet to their resting place, Mary gently pushed Gina's thighs apart until they were almost flat out to her sides. For the first time in almost ten years I was looking at her pussy. Her cunt. It was completely shaved, like Mary's, and was a deep, deep pink in contrast to the pale skin of her stomach and legs. Her mound was really prominent and was beautiful with the little cleft at the bottom, leading to her clit, and her swollen, shining labia. Below them I could easily see her tight little rosebud. Gina still had her eyes closed, but was still toying with her nipple. Her other hand returned to the inside of her thigh and slowly moved upwards, her fingertips barely touching the skin. Finally, they reached her sex, and she began to lightly caress her lips, running them up and down her slit. "Open your eyes, baby, watch him" Gina's eyes slowly opened. She looked at Mary first and, seeing her smile, stared back at me. I still had her panties in my hand. Mary followed Gina's gaze and looked at me also. She was still close to Gina, still had one hand gently holding one of her thighs wide open. "Put them in your mouth, slut. Taste them. Taste your Mistress!" I lifted them to my face and kissed the crotch. They were soaking wet. I began to lick it. With the other hand, I resumed my oh-so-slow stroking of my cock. Gina watched me. Her eyes were glassy. Her fingers were pressing a little harder now, causing the lips of her glistening cunt to part slightly. Without warning, it happened. My hips jerked forwards and my cock lurched. My knees sagged, my balls tightened and my mind began to fry as the orgasm rolled over me like a steamroller. The first long stream of cum shot out with incredible force and splashed against Mary's cheek. My knees sagged a little more, my hips were obscenely jerking back and forth. Two more long ropes of cum literally exploded from my cock. The first all over Mary's arm, the second landed on Gina's thigh, from her knee most of the way up to her groin. My eyes rolled back in my head. The next few spurts were a little less powerful, but still landed on her lower thigh and more on Mary's arm. As I fell to my knees in front of them, I heard Gina groan loudly, watched through blurred eyes as her finger tips dug into her cunt and pressed hard against her clit. "Oh God," I moaned, "I, I'm sorry. It just happened. I'm sorry!" They were both staring at me and then at the mess I had made over their arms and legs, and back at me. Gina's hips were lifted up off the cushion, her chest was heaving and her lips were parted. Her fingers were directly over her clit, now, with the tips curled down and into her wetness. I could see the muscles on her forearm tight as she gripped herself. The lips of her cunt were spread around the two fingers which were inside her. The room was silent for a minute as we were all lost in the moment, lost in our individual thoughts. Slowly I began to come to my senses. "Please, I tried to warn you, but it just happened. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it!" "You fucking useless wimp" Mary whispered, her tone hard. I looked into her eyes. They were not as hard as her voice. She knew it was inevitable. "Look at us. We're covered in it. You know what to do. Clean us up. Now!" Still dazed, I leaned forward and began to lick my come off of Mary's arm. It was still warm as I sucked it into my mouth. Salty. Slippery. I swallowed it. Gina's hand started moving again as she watched me. Looking first at Mary for permission, I moved my face to Gina's knee. As softly, gently as I could, I started cleaning her, licking, swallowing, moving slowly upwards. Her hips started to undulate and her fingers were moving faster. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she groaned to herself, "oh my fucking god" My face was close to her sex now. I could smell her arousal. Her fingers, still moving inside herself, were just an inch from my nose. I licked the last of my come off her thigh and looked up at her face. She was watching me do it, her eyes slitted. With one last groan her hips lifted up further and she came again. Hard. I felt fingers in my hair. Mary pulled my head up to look at her. Her cheek was still dripping. "You are going to suffer for your disobedience," she had a slight smile on her face, "you are going to have to be punished, and Gina is going to do it to you. And then you will thank her and beg her forgiveness. Do you understand?" "Y-yes, Mistress. I'm sorry. Thank-you" Gina was still lost in the afterglow of her second orgasm. Mary leaned down and kissed me. I felt her tongue force itself into my mouth, then back out. She bit down on my lip and her fingers dug harder into my scalp. She moved her face away and looked at me. "Clean my face, slut" I kissed up and down her cheek, swallowing all that I found. "Ok, now pour us some wine, while Gina recovers. Then you had better be prepared for your punishment, and there had better be no complaints. I expect you to take it in silence. You have a lot to make up for!" *** More in Chapter 5 *** Family Cuckold Ch. 05 Preface This is part five of a continuing story about me (Robin), my wife Mary, and our daughter Gina. It is based largely on many real life experiences I have had the pleasure of experiencing, stitched together with snippets of fiction and fantasy. If you don't like stories with themes of cuckoldry, femdom, incest, humiliation and S&M, please stop now. Otherwise, please let me know how you like it. There is more to come, and I'd appreciate your feedback Please excuse the delay since Chapter 4. I have had some unexpected things to deal with which have totally consumed my time for many months. I'm back on track now! To remind everyone what has happened so far: Chapter 1: Mary (my wife) decides that our daughter Gina is old enough, and mature enough, to know about our lifestyle, my submissiveness and my craving for sexual humiliation. She orders me to strip in front of Gina and show her what I wear under my normal clothes: panties. Gina is shocked, but not grossed out. Mary orders me to masturbate in front of both her and Gina, but will not allow me to cum; she wants Gina to understand the power of dominating and denying a male, especially me; Mary wants Gina to know that she is welcome to dominate and abuse me as well. Chapter 2: Gina learns more about me as the three of us talk, and Mary mentions some of the things she does to humiliate me. Gina shows her imagination by suggesting to Mary that if I am going to wear panties like a sissy girl, I should shave like one. Mary loves the idea and takes it one step further, she persuades Gina to do it to me, to shave my cock and balls. As Gina does it to me, I'm unable to prevent myself from getting hard. Mary uses this as an opportunity to introduce Gina to the pleasure of inflicting pain on me. Chapter 3: Mary and Gina take me shopping. Gina makes me try and buy nail polish, right in the store, and then takes me to the lingerie department where we buy panties, bra, garter belt with Gina making sure that the salesgirl knows they are for me. After shopping we go to lunch and talk about how wonderful the morning was; exciting for them and deliciously embarrassing for me. Our waitress, Tammy, overhears us talking and Gina invites her to sit with us. Before the lunch is over, Mary and Gina have invited Tammy to join us at our home that evening. Mary tells Gina about "cuckolding" and how I serve not only her, but her lovers. Chapter 4: On the way home after shopping, Gina teases me by stroking my exposed cock as I drive. Once we are home, Mary and Gina have me serve them wine while I put on a fashion show and model the lingerie they made me buy. Afterwards, Gina wants to see me stroke my cock. As I'm doing it, she is clearly turned on and Mary persuades her to undo her blouse and take of her panties, exposing herself to me to torment me even more. Despite my best efforts, I'm unable to control myself and cum, explosively, squirting over the both of them. Mary orders me to lick it all up, which drives Gina even more crazy, realizing that I really am a cock-sucking sissy; this makes Gina orgasm as I'm licking my own cum off her legs. Mary tells me that I must be punished for cumming without permission, and that Gina must do it to me. Now to Chapter 5 ... *** Still kneeling in front of both Mary and Gina, I reached over Gina's feet which were resting on the table and refilled their wine glasses. Gina was recovering from her two orgasms, and was watching me, slightly detached. Her legs were no longer splayed wide, but nonetheless were still open, still showing her pussy in its entirety. I passed her glass to her. "Here, Miss Gina, please accept my apologies for my failure." Gina lifted her hand and took hold of the wine glass. As she did, her fingers momentarily caressed mine, gently, softly. We looked into each others eyes, and I saw heat and lust in her stare. She took the glass and lifted it to her mouth, taking a long swallow before lowering it, letting it rest against her breast. Her blouse was still wide open, and I could see her nipple harden slightly from the cold glass. Still looking at me, Gina smiled. "Ok, slut. You were disobedient. I gave you a direct order, and you ignored it. What are we going to do with you?" "Please miss Gina. I'm so sorry. It happened so quickly that I couldn't do anything to stop it. I beg for your forgiveness. Please punish me in anyway you want, I know I deserve it." Mary smiled at my contrition and my begging tone. "Ok, Daddy. Yes. You are my father, my daddy, but you are also a cock sucking, cum drinking, panty wearing sissy. You are a slut. I am your daughter, but I am also your Mistress, and even though I'm kinda new at this shit, I know that you cannot be permitted to get away without being punished. Besides," she grinned, "I want to do it, I WANT to punish you, I want to hurt you! I love you Daddy, and that's part of why I want to do it; I know you want it, and in the past few nights I've been doing a lot of reading on the internet. Enough to know that it's really gonna turn me on to punish you, hurt you. Do you understand?" I looked at Mary. She was watching Gina, and had a look of both surprise and pride on her face. "Yes, Thank you, Miss Gina", I whimpered. "First, kneel down on the floor, facing away from us. Put your head down on the floor too", she ordered. "And make sure your legs are wide apart, I want you to be fully exposed, completely vulnerable, do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress" As I started to kneel down, the doorbell rang. I looked up at Mary and Gina. "That is probably Tammy", Gina said, "perfect timing. Go and let her in, Slut" I looked incredulously at Gina, and then down at myself. I was still wearing panties, stockings, garter belt and bra. Before I could say anything, Mary interrupted. "You heard her, Slave! You are already about to be punished for your gross disobedience. I hope you are not going to make it worse by doing it again? Go and welcome our guest you fucking slut. NOW!" Gina smiled; cruelly, enjoying the fact that Mary was fully supporting her ability to order me to embarrass myself. "B-but, what if it's not her", I whispered, scared, "what if it's someone else?" "This is your last chance, you fucking sissy. Open the door or I promise we will both make your life hell. For months!" "Yes, I'm sorry, Mistress" I walked to the door, trembling, scared that it might be Tammy, even more scared that it might be someone else, a neighbor, a friend. The front door had a frosted glass panel. As I approached I could see the outline of a girl standing there. I opened it, hiding behind it, and poked my head around the door. It was Tammy! She was dressed in a flowery sundress with buttons down the front. I couldn't see a bra, but I couldn't see any details of her breasts, either, that pattern on the dress was effectively hiding everything. "Err, hi", she said, confused that all she could see was my face, "am I too early, late? Should I come some other time?" "No, please Tammy, please. Come in" I tried to smile, but my nerves made it difficult. She stepped into the hallway, and I closed the door behind her. She turned to look at me and, for the first time, saw how I was dressed. Her hands flew to her mouth and she burst out laughing. "Oh my god. oh jeezus, what the hell am I getting into!" "Please, Miss Tammy, please come into the family room. Mary and Gina are waiting for you." Still giggling, she followed me back to the family room. Gina had slipped her skirt and blouse back on, but had only fastened a couple of buttons. She and Mary were standing expectantly, waiting. Gina stepped up and gave Tammy a hug, kissing her on the cheek. "It's so great that you came! I was worried you would flake out on us!" "Yes," Mary echoed, "I was worried too, and I also want to welcome you. Thank you for coming! Come and sit down!" Mary pointed Tammy at the couch. She sat down next to Gina, and Mary sat in one of the armchairs to the side of the coffee table. "Where are your manners, slut. Pour some wine for our guest!" I rushed to the kitchen and returned with a clean glass. I filled it and offered it to Tammy. She laughed again as she looked at me standing in front of her in pink panties and bra, garter belt, and nylons. "Yeah, it is pretty funny, isn't it," Gina giggled with Tammy, "What do you think, how do you like our sissy slave? He can serve you, now, instead of you serving us in the restaurant!" "It's just so wierd", Tammy replied, "I've heard of people like him, of course, but I've never, like, met one or anything before. And, then, like, he's your Dad as well, it just freaks me out, but in a good way. Just give me a moment, I'll get into it!" "Take your time, my dear", Mary joined in, "we're not going anywhere!" "Yeah," Gina said, "in fact, your timing is perfect. We were just about to punish him, and now you can watch us do it. Would you like that? Please say you will?" Tammy looked at Gina and Mary, and then at me. She giggled again at how I was dressed, and then looked back at Gina. "Are you kidding, I dunno what you're gonna do, but if you want me to watch, I'd love it. So long as you're sure?" "Oh yeah, I'm sure!" Gina giggled, "having you here will help me to do this. I want it, I really fucking want it, but it's my first time, and I'm a little nervous, ya know? You and Mom are my moral support!" "Then do it, I can't wait to see it. This is so freakin sick, but good sick, I wanna see it" Mary joined in "Me too Tammy. I want to see this too. I want to enjoy watching my daughter punish our little slut, to hurt him and abuse him. Do it Gina!" Gina laughed and then looked at me. "Ok, Sissy-Daddy. Looks like I have all the support I need. I hope you are ready, because this is going to be fun for me, but not for you! Now, back to where we were. I want you on your hands and knees, facing away from us, but first I want you naked, I want you exposed, completely! Take your pretty underwear off, I promise you can put them back on later!" Tammy giggled when she heard this. "Y-yes, Miss Gina" I whispered. I did as she said. It was a relief to remove the bra. I put it, my panties, and the ones they had given me to fill the bra cups on the coffee table, then knelt down on the floor, facing away from them. I parted my knees as far as I could, and then lowered my head to the floor, resting it on my hands in front of me. I suddenly realized that Gina was right. I was completely exposed and open. Without the panties, they could both see my cock and balls hanging down between my legs, and my bare asshole. It was much more embarrassing to let my daughter and Tammy, a relative stranger, see me like this; more than anything else I had done in the last few days. I heard them whispering to each other, but dared not look up. After a couple of giggles, I heard Mary's voice. "Oh Yes, darling, that's incredible. It's perfect. I can't believe you thought of that! You don't have to ask my permission, now, or in the future. He is your slut as well as mine. You can abuse him anyway you want. Just one thing. Make him.." Then their voices returned to unintelligible whispers for a second. "Are you sure?" then "Ok, Thank you, Mommy." The next thing I knew, Gina's bare feet appeared in front of my face. She had gotten up from the couch and was standing in front of me. "Look up at me, you fucking sissy" I lifted my head and looked up at my daughter, my Mistress. "Daddy. Fuck. I love to call you Daddy when I'm about to punish you! Daddy, I know that you are a masochist and that you love to be humiliated. Because of that, I have to be careful that your punishment is not too pleasurable for you. Punishment is not supposed to be enjoyable, don't you agree?" "err, Y-Yes, Miss Gina", I mumbled, scared, "You're right, it should not" "Good. I've discussed it with Mom, and we both agree your punishment should be part physical, part emotional. Now, I need a couple of things first, so put your face back into the carpet and don't move. I'll be right back. I did as I was told, and heard her feet as she lightly moved away from me. The sliding door into the back yard opened and I heard her go out onto the deck. Then silence. While I was waiting, Mary started talking. "I think we've created a monster, darling. Our daughter is really getting into this. She likes it, wants it, and is VERY imaginative. Tammy and I can't wait to watch what she is going to do!" I was scared, but dared not move or lift my head. After a couple of minutes which seemed like half an hour, I heard her come back into the room from the back yard. There was some rustling, and then she was back in front of me. "Daddy, my feet are all dirty. Clean them!" I lifted my head. She had clearly been walking in a muddy part of the garden. I reached forward and took her left ankle in my hand. She lifted her arm and used the wall for balance as I lifted her foot and brought it towards me. The sole of her foot and her toes were brown with mud. "Do it!" she whispered. I started to lick her foot. It was gritty and dirty and smelled musty. I licked everything off her sole, trying to simply swallow the dirt without it rubbing between my teeth, without thinking about what I might be tasting. I heard Tammy behind me "Oh fuck, he's doing it, Gina. He's licking dirt off of your feet. This is incredible!" "Yeah, I know, it's great isn't it!" then "Don't forget my toes, slut!" I opened my mouth and pulled her foot into it, sucking on each toe, one at a time. My cheeks were burning as I cleaned her. "Good. Now the other one! Suck the filth off it, you slut! And do it well, lick them clean, taste the dirt you fucking wimp!" I repeated the process with her right foot. Finally, it was done. I lowered her foot to the floor and tried to work up enough spit to rinse my mouth and get rid of the taste and the grit. "Ok, Daddy. Now I hope you don't think that was your punishment! That was just a service which you should be willing to perform for me or Mom anytime we come in from outside. Do you understand?" "Yes, Miss Gina. Yes, I understand" "Good. Now, Head back down on the floor. Your punishment is about to to begin. Now. Mom told you already that you had better take it in silence, right, Slut?" "Yes, Miss Gina. I will be quiet" "You'd better be", Mary laughed, "and, not only in silence. If you move, if you try and get away from her, or get up off the floor, then I guarantee you that the fun will end, and the you will regret it for months!" "Ok, Daddy. Beg me to do it to you" "Please, Miss Gina. Please punish me. Please do it so that I can make amends, and so that I can earn your forgiveness." I had no idea what I was begging her to do. I just knew that I had to do it, had to take whatever was in her mind. "Good" At first, all I heard was a little more rustling, then I felt something lightly rubbing between my legs. At first I thought it was a small tree branch or something from outside, and that she was getting ready to hit my ass with it. I clenched the cheeks of my ass and gritted my teeth in preparation. Then, it hit me. It seemed like there were hundreds of needles rubbing all over my cock and balls. No. They were red hot needles. I was on fire. My crotch was exploding in pain. I started to yell, then, in a fog, remembered Mary's order to be silent, and not to move. I clenched my fists. Every muscle in my body went rigid. The pain was indescribable. What the fuck was she doing? Then I realized what it was. There was a clump of stinging nettles down in the corner of the garden. She had brought some into the house and was rubbing them all over my crotch! I had to scream, it was so intense. I pushed my face down into the carpet and squealed, trying to muffle it as best as I could. The leaves were rubbing all over my cock and balls, up over my exposed asshole, and then back down to my cock. My foreskin was rolled back and the head of my cock was completely exposed. I felt the leaves rub against it, felt like it was being set on fire. It was the most intense pain I'd ever felt. Finally, she took the leaves away from my body. But the pain, the fire, continued. I felt like my crotch was wrapped in red-hot sandpaper. "Ok, Daddy. It's over. It will take a little while for it to wear off, but I'm not touching you any more. You can relax" Relax? Was she fucking crazy? I could barely think, I was in so much pain. I couldn't stop my ass from wriggling as I tried, uselessly, to get the burning to stop. I felt wetness on my cheek and realized there were tears in my eyes. I just knelt there, squirming, groaning into the carpet. The next thing I new, I felt a hand pulling on my hair, lifting my head. In a fog I looked up, my eyes blurry. Gina was standing in front of me. She had removed her blouse and her skirt. She was completely naked. "Yeah, look at me, slut", she hissed, "look at me, your daughter. Look at my tits, my pussy. See how hard my nipples are, see how wet I am. That's from what I just did to you, Daddy. I want you to fully know how much that fucking turned me on, and that I loved it. I'll fucking do it again in a heartbeat, that's how much I liked it!" "Y-yes, Miss Gina, Thank-you" was all I could think of to say to her. "Good, but just a verbal thank you is not enough. Mom told me that there's something special you do to show your devotion to her, and that you should be made to do it for me, as well." She turned her back to me and reached back, parting the tight cheeks of her beautiful ass. "Lick it, you fucking slave. Worship my asshole. I am your Mistress" I got up on my knees and leaned forward. Holding her cheeks apart with my hands I started to kiss and then lick and suck on her brown-pink rosebud. I could hardly believe it, and even through the still present stinging of my tortured genitals I felt myself begin to harden as I made love to her asshole with my tongue. I was tasting my daughters most intimate orifice. I loved Mary for suggesting it, and Gina for making me do it. She groaned and pushed her bottom back into my face. I pushed hard in return with my tongue, trying my best to penetrate her hole. "Oh, fuck, mom, Thank you. This feels SO good. I never knew this could feel like this!" I heard Mary laugh behind me. "Yes, darling, it is good isn't it! And, remember, it's not only the proper way for a slave to show his respect for his Mistress, but it's something he's good at and can do for a long time, so you can enjoy it whenever you want, for as long as you want! All you have to do is tell him when you want him to do it!" Gina was literally grinding her ass in my face, now, and her hands had moved back to her front. From the slight movements of her elbows, I could tell she was touching herself. "Fuck Yeah. It's so dirty, to have someone lick you there, you know, where you, ahhhh, ahhhhh, where you poop, but it feels soooo good." "Don't worry about that, Baby, it's true a lot of people would consider it dirty, filthy even, but number one, that's his problem, he's the slut slave, and two, it's one of the most sensitive erogenous zones in your body. Enjoy it, enjoy the sensations and enjoy the power of making him lick you there, making him taste you there!" Gina was bending forwards at the waist, and apparently looked back between her legs. "You are such a freaking pervert, sissy daddy, look at you. You're kneeling naked in front of me, Mom and Tammy. I just tortured you with stinging nettles, and I know it must of hurt, and now you're licking, well, you know, your licking my poop-hole, tasting it, and you're hard! I can't believe the things which turn you on, the things you'll do, but I love it, and I'm gonna discover all of them! Thank you, Mom, for sharing this with me; all the thoughts I had about boys before are making sense to me now; I'm realizing this is how I want to be, how it should be between me and men; even if the man is my father!" Family Cuckold Ch. 05 Finally, she stood up straight and turned to face me. "Enough, Daddy. But only for now. You're gonna do that a lot for me in the future. Now, have you learned your lesson? Have you learned that when I give you an order you must obey me, and if you don't I'll get off on punishing, hurting you? Answer me, you fucking sissy!" "Yes, Miss Gina, Yes, I've learned. You are my Mistress, and I will obey you, and I beg you to punish me when I do not please You. Thank you, Mistress!" Gina smiled then turned and went back and sat on armchair behind me. I dared not move and, to be honest, wasn't sure I could. My entire crotch was still burning from the nettles. "Fuck, Gina, you are so cruel, and I mean that in a good way. That was so fucking hot! Thank you! Thank you for letting me see it!" "Yes, Gina, I agree with Tammy," Mary said, "that was incredible. You really are turning out to be a wonderful dominatrix, so sadistic, so imaginative!" "I have one more thing, if it's ok, Mom? One more thing I want to make him do?" "Of course Darling, anything you want, as many things as you want. I'm so wet watching you, you can keep abusing him all night if you want!" "Thank you, Mom. Ok, Daddy, I think you need to be humiliated a little more, especially now that Tammy is here. I want her to see just how sick you are, ok?" I was still kneeling, still facing away from them. "Yes, Miss Gina, whatever you say" She had reduced me to a quivering jelly; there was no way I was going to refuse her anything. "Good. now reach back behind you and spread your cheeks. Show us, all of us, show us your hole!" I did as she ordered. I reached back and spread my ass even more. I couldn't see them, but I knew they were staring at my asshole. I felt completely open, vulnerable. "Ok, now stick a finger in there. All the way in. Put a finger up your ass for us, Daddy" I couldn't believe she wanted to make me do this, especially in front of Tammy. Nonetheless, I obeyed her. I stretched out the middle finger of my left hand and felt for my asshole with the tip. I was still burning from the nettles, but not as much as before. Slowly I pushed my finger into my ass. It was tight, and my finger was dry, but slowly it went in, all the way to the base. "Oh my god. He's doing it. He's fucking himself in front of us! This is incredible" ... it was Tammy's voice "Yeah. I told you. He's a sick fuck. Fuck yourself and tell her Daddy. Tell her you're a sick slut and will do anything" Gina was right. My switch had been turned a long time ago. I was in pain. I was scarlet red in the face from humiliation. But my cock was telling its own story. It was hard, and getting harder now that my finger was rubbing against my prostrate. "Yes, Miss Gina. You're right. I'm your sick sissy slave. I will do it; do anything that you want me to" "Well, we're about to see, Daddy. Take your finger out of your ass and stand up" I did as I was told and turned to face them. Gina was on the armchair, still naked. I was amazed at how quickly she had apparently become comfortable with the situation. She was openly showing me her body, getting pleasure from abusing me. Mary was sitting next to Tammy on the couch, her legs were spread again, and her hand was stroking the inside of her thigh. Tammy was more decent, she wasn't touching herself, but her cheeks were flushed and she was staring at my cock. Gina smiled at me. I looked into her eyes. I could see excitement, heat and, surprisingly, love and pride. "Now, Daddy. I want you to jack off again. But this time, I want you to do it different. I want you to make yourself come, and I want you to suck it while you do it. You know what I mean, don't you slut?" I knew what she meant. I was amazed. But I knew what she wanted. My daughter was really getting off on this, and I had to admit, so was I. Still looking at her, I lifted my left hand and pushed the middle finger into my mouth. It didn't really taste of much, but the act was one of total submission and degradation. All three of them had just watched me push it deep into my ass, and now I was sucking it. With my right hand I reached down and started stroking my cock. It was throbbing. "Yeah. That's it, Daddy. Do it. Show us. Prove to me, to Tammy, that you are mine, that you will do anything." As I sucked and stroked I turned to face Tammy and Mary. Tammy's eyes were wide open as she watched me. I rubbed my fingers over the head of my cock. It was incredibly tender from the nettles, still, but that actually made it more sensitive, more pleasurable in a bizarre way, and I was drooling wet. I took my finger out of my mouth, lowered it and got a glob of my precum on the tip and slowly licked it all off, staring at Tammy and Mary as I did it. Tammy grabbed hold of Mary's forearm and then looked down, noticing for the first time that Mary was stroking herself, very close to her pussy. She smiled and ran her hand down so that it was over the top of Mary's. Mary continued caressing herself, but now moved her fingers up over her slit, taking Tammy's hand with her. She tucked her fingers down and into herself, looking at Tammy as she did it. Tammy smiled as she felt her fingers following Mary's, felt her wetness. Mary turned to look at Gina and with her free arm reached over to take her hand, smiling warmly with both her mouth and her eyes at our daughter. "I'm so proud of you, darling. You have no idea how much of a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. It is so nice not to have to keep secrets from you any more, to be able to share our entire lifestyle with you, to watch you dominate our little sissy. He is such a slut, such a submissive masochist, and to have you, with your imagination and new ideas to enjoy abusing him with is just wonderful!" "Thank you, Mommy. I had kinda guessed a little bit about how you were, and when I started reading more about it on the web it really kinda turned me on. I still can't believe some of the things you've told me, and what we have already done, but I promise it's not because I don't like it. I fucking love it. I wanna do it more, a lot more!" Gina turned and looked at me. "I've changed my mind, Daddy. Put your panties back on, you fucking sissy. I want to see you serving us like a slut. I think I love seeing you in panties almost as much as anything else" I did as she asked and, seeing that their glasses were empty, poured them a refill. "Now, Daddy, I think you should take us out to dinner and some dancing. I want to celebrate tonight, if that's ok with you, Mom? I want to celebrate becoming a dominatrix and I want to flirt and dance in front of my sissy daddy!" "It's a wonderful idea, darling, of course we can!" Mary was still fingering herself, still had Tammy's hand over hers, letting her feel her. "Tammy, will you come with us, please? I think we're going to have a lot of fun tonight!" She leaned forward and kissed Tammy. Gina and I watched as Tammy's lips parted and Mary's toungue pushed into it. It was so sensual. Gina's eye's moved from them to me. She smiled, with love. As I watched, she let her legs fall open and dropped her hand into her lap. Still smiling, eyes glinting, she slowly pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. My own daughter was slowly fucking herself while I watched, was openly doing it in front of me. "I love you, Daddy, I really do. Tonight, I'm going to watch you suck a cock. I want to see you do it!" *** More in Chapter 6 *** Family Cuckold Ch. 06 Preface ----------------- This is part six of a continuing story about me (Robin), my wife Mary, and our daughter Gina. It is based largely on many real life experiences I have had the pleasure of experiencing, stitched together with snippets of fiction and fantasy. If you don't like stories with themes of cuckoldry, femdom, incest, humiliation and S&M, please stop now. Otherwise, please let me know how you like it. There is more to come, and I'd appreciate your feedback I know, it's been a long long time since the last chapter; all I can say is sorry! To remind everyone what has happened so far: Chapter 1: Mary (my wife) decides that our daughter Gina is old enough, and mature enough, to know about our lifestyle, my submissiveness and my craving for sexual humiliation. She orders me to strip in front of Gina and show her what I wear under my normal clothes: panties. Gina is shocked, but not grossed out. Mary orders me to masturbate in front of both her and Gina, but will not allow me to cum; she wants Gina to understand the power of dominating and denying a male, especially me; Mary wants Gina to know that she is welcome to dominate and abuse me as well. Chapter 2: Gina learns more about me as the three of us talk, and Mary mentions some of the things she does to humiliate me. Gina shows her imagination by suggesting to Mary that if I am going to wear panties like a sissy girl, I should shave like one. Mary loves the idea and takes it one step further, she persaudes Gina to do it to me, to shave my cock and balls. As Gina does it to me, I'm unable to prevent myself from getting hard. Mary uses this as an opportunity to introduce Gina to the pleasure of inflicting pain on me. Chapter 3: Mary and Gina take me shopping. Gina makes me try and buy nail polish, right in the store, and then takes me to the lingerie department where we buy panties, bra, garter belt with Gina making sure that the salesgirl knows they are for me. After shopping we go to lunch and talk about how wonderful the morning was; exciting for them and deliciously embarrassing for me. Our waitress, Tammy, overhears us talking and Gina invites her to sit with us. Before the lunch is over, Mary and Gina have invited Tammy to join us at our home that evening. Mary tells Gina about "cuckolding" and how I serve not only her, but her lovers. Chapter 4: On the way home after shopping, Gina teases me by stroking my exposed cock as I drive. Once we are home, Mary and Gina have me serve them wine while I put on a fashion show and model the lingerie they made me buy. Afterwards, Gina wants to see me stroke my cock. As I'm doing it, she is clearly turned on and Mary persuades her to undo her blouse and take of her panties, exposing herself to me to torment me even more. Despite my best efforts, I'm unable to control myself and cum, explosively, squirting over the both of them. Mary orders me to lick it all up, which drives Gina even more crazy, realizing that I really am a cock-sucking sissy; this makes Gina orgasm as I'm licking my own cum off her legs. Mary tells me that I must be punished for cumming without permission, and that Gina must do it to me. Chapter 5: Just as Gina is about to punish me, the door bell rings. I am ordered to go and answer it, still wearing bra, panties, stockings. Fortunately, it's Tammy (our waitress from lunch). She laughs at me as she comes in, and then joins Gina and Mary in the living room. Gina, now with a supportive audience, gets down to punishing me. She's been browsing the web and has come up with a very painful experience for me, and very arousing for her - she's definitely decided that she is a confirmed sadist and mistress. ----------------- "Now, Daddy, I think you should take us out to dinner and some dancing. I want to celebrate tonight, if that's ok with you, Mom? I want to celebrate becoming a dominatrix and I want to flirt and dance in front of my sissy daddy!" "It's a wonderful idea, darling, of course we can!" Mary was still fingering herself, still had Tammy's hand over hers, letting her feel her. "Tammy, will you come with us, please? I think we're going to have a lot of fun tonight!" She leaned forward and kissed Tammy. Gina and I watched as Tammy's lips parted and Mary's toungue pushed into it. It was so sensual. Gina's eye's moved from them to me. She smiled, with love. As I watched, she let her legs fall open and dropped her hand into her lap. Still smiling, eyes glinting, she slowly pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. My own daughter was slowly fucking herself while I watched, was openly doing it in front of me. "I love you, Daddy, I really do. Tonight, I'm going to watch you suck a cock. I want to see you do it!" After I served the girls one more glass of wine and waited on them as they relaxed, we all got up, changed, and prepared to go out to a club which Tammy had recommended. Gina wore a thin, spaghetti-strapped yellow top, no bra, and a black skirt which was tight around her ass, but which then flared out before ending a few inches above her knees. Tammy had not brought a change of clothes with her, but with help from Mary and Gina's wardrobe was soon dressed in a small black cocktail dress, while Mary was in a mini-skirt and pink cashmere sweater. Her bare nipples were erect under the thin, soft wool. While Gina and I watched, Tammy caressed Mary's breasts and nipples lightly with her finger tips, making them protrude even more. "They're beautiful, Mary," Tammy whispered, "just so beautiful!" "And now it's your turn, Daddy-slut," Gina announced, "What do you think, Tammy, what shall we make him wear? What can we get away with where we're going?" "Well, gee, I've never like done this before, so I'm not sure. Let's not be too obvious, you know, we don't want to be kicked out or anything. You can always make him, like, show someone what he has on underneath, like you did at the restaurant. That was a kick!" "Yeah, it was!" Gina giggled. "Ok, Daddy. I want you to wear stockings, panties, and the thinnest, silkiest slacks and shirt you own. No Socks!" "Yes, Mistress Gina, I think I have some you will approve of." "God, though, I wish we had a cami, or something, we could make you wear under your shirt. Something which wouldn't be obvious, but that could easily be seen if we wanted it to be!" "Well," Mary had been listening, and joined the conversation. "I might be able to help with that; I do have a couple of old cami's which might work." She walked over to the dresser in our bedroom and started rummaging around in her lingerie drawers. After a few seconds she pulled out a white nylon cami which had lace trim around the bodice. "I haven't worn this for years," she said, "and I never thought of making our sissy wear it, but it might work. The cups might be a little large, of course," she smiled, "but under a shirt it shouldn't be too bad. Let's try it on and see how it looks." I took it from Mary and held it up. Apart from the cups, it looked impossibly small, even for my fairly slim build. "Err, I, err, I don't think this will fit, Mistress." "Shut up and put it on, cock-sucker, how will we know until we see it!" Mary glared at me, and both Tammy and Gina smiled at her power. I slipped it over my head and slowly pulled it down over my shoulders. It was tight, but it didn't split or tear as I got it down over my chest and stomach. It was high on my chest, the cups were kind of baggy, of course, but I was more worried about the lace trim. How would I be able to keep it hidden? "Oh, yeah, fuck, that's great, Mom. It's tight, but I don't care. Let's make him wear it, please! What do you think, Tammy?" Tammy looked me up and down; Dark thigh-high stockings, pink lacy boy-shorts, stretched in front from my balls and semi-hard cock, white, lace-trimmed cami. She giggled and looked at both Gina and Mary. "I hope you don't mind me saying this," she said, "but what a fucking sissy slut he is, look at him. I can't believe I'm part of this, seeing this, but I am so glad you invited me, trusted me. It's just freakin awesome! Thank-you, both of you!" Mary and Gina both laughed at Tammy's words. "You're welcome, my dear," Mary smiled, "and, seeing as we deliberately invited you to join us, and seeing as you are a female, feel free to say whatever you want. He thrives on being humiliated, and the more the merrier as far as I'm concerned, right, Gina?" Gina smiled back, "Oh yeah, for sure. We let you - actually we wanted you - to see him. We wanted to embarrass our slut in front of you, so of course you can join in and degrade him with us!" I put my shirt and slacks on, covering up all the lingerie the three of them had insisted I wear. Looking in the mirror, it was obvious that anything more than a casual glance would be enough to notice the outlines of the cami under my shirt. It was going to be a difficult evening! We walked out to the car and I opened the doors for my three mistresses. Mary and Tammy got into the back and held hands. Gina, as before, sat in the front next to me. As I pulled out onto the street, I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Mary and Tammy in a soft but definitely passionate kiss. Gina leaned over, slightly, and put her hand in my lap, gently squeezing my balls. "Daddy, I want to ask you some questions, and I want you to answer me honestly, ok, not like a slave, but honestly?" "Ok," I glanced at her, "I can do that, darling." "Good. I want to talk about hurting you. It made me so fucking hot to do you with the nettles, to know I was doing that to you, my father, and that you wanted it. But, I'm worried, was it too much? Tell me honestly?" I looked in the mirror again. Tammy and Mary were snuggling together, but listening quietly. "No, darling, it wasn't too much. I told you before, once my switch has been flipped, pretty much nothing is too much. You, umm, saw that I was hard after you did it. It was not just the pain, which I have to say was pretty intense, but also the fact that you, my daughter, was the one doing it, and that your Mom and Tammy were watching. So, no, it was not too much. Thank you for doing it." Gina squeezed my balls a little harder. It wasn't painful, but it was definitely a squeeze, not a caress. "Good. I was hoping you felt the same way. I'm beginning to understand what Mom said at the beginning, about it being important that love is included. I love you Daddy, and the fact that you're my Dad, and that we love each other, that's what makes this so incredibly hot. Don't get me wrong, Daddy, even though I've only hurt you twice, I already know that I have some, you know, sadism in me. It really gets me off to do it. But the fact that it's you, that just flips MY switch!" she giggled at the use of the phrase I'd used to describe my own feelings. "I want to do more of it Daddy. I know you will let me because you're now my slave as well as Mom's. But, will you enjoy it Daddy, if I do it more, hurt you more, degrade you more, try some things?" Again, I took my eyes off the road for a second and looked at my daughter. She was looking directly into my eyes, and I could see she was serious. Her eyes were wide, pupils slightly dilated, lips slightly parted. "Gina. I'd love that. It's really important to me, to your Mom, that what we do excites us. And I think you are discovering that same excitement, that same pleasure that we get from doing things which a lot of others would consider disgusting or extreme, you know? I know you've been scanning the web, reading about this stuff. I would love to be the person you experiment with. Let's do this. Seeing as I know you are a little scared of going too far, we'll use a safe word, which you have probably read about. It means that I can scream or shout or swear or say 'no more' or whatever, but you can ignore that completely unless you hear me say 'Red Light'. If you hear me say that, it means stop, it's too much. Unless I say that, you can do anything you want. Ok?" "Perfect, Daddy." This time, she squeezed my balls harder, making me wince. I knew she needed some reassurance, so I lifted my ass slightly off my seat, inviting her to do it more. She did, and then released me and turned to look back at Tammy and Mary. "Mom, is it ok with you? I, you know, I don't want to do something to make you mad!" Mary, who had been listening, smiled at Gina. "Baby, I love you. I've said it before, but I really mean it. I am so proud, and so happy that you are enjoying this, and I'm even more proud that you have the maturity to understand the importance of love in what we are doing. And, because you understand that, I want you to know this clearly; you can do or try anything you want. You don't need to ask me, you don't need my permission, or anything. We love your Dad, and I know you respect him as your father, but inside this part of our relationship, he is our slut, he is here for our pleasure, and it really doesn't matter what our pleasure is. Watching you today was incredible, you saw how hot it made me, and I can't wait to watch you do more. But I want you to understand; even if I am not around, you can do anything, and make him do anything you want. I just want you both to promise to tell me about the things you do later, so that I can enjoy them too. Ok?" "Fuck yes, Mom, I'll tell you. Thank you!" I glanced back towards Mary and Tammy. Mary was leaning back, skirt hiked up and legs spread wide, while Tammy was stroking her through her panties. Gina, seeing me look, also turned back around to face them. "Oh my god, Mom, I didn't know you liked girls that much!" "Well, my love, you'll be learning more and more about me in the future, but yes, I like girls. And, when it's someone as sexy as Tammy or you, then I really like girls!" Gina turned back to face the front, flushed in the face. I wasn't sure if she was embarrassed at Mary's reference to her, and the implications, or if she was just turned on. "So, darling, tell us some of the things you've read about or thought of, that you want to try? I can't wait to hear what you'd like to play around with" Mary asked. "Well, I know I'm enjoying him in panties and stuff, and I know I've enjoyed humiliating him about it with other people. I love that I can just, like, tell him to do something and he will, that's incredibly hot," she replied, "especially when it's something really different, like licking my feet or my ass - I loved that, and I'm gonna do a lot more of that." She paused and reached for my lap again, stroking and squeezing. "When I read some stuff about sadism, it sounded really cool, and I thought I'd enjoy it. But when I used the nettles on him earlier, it really got me off. I really wanna try some more things. I dunno if you'll enjoy them as much as me, Daddy," she giggled, "but I am going to do more with pain. Like now, squeezing your balls, hurting them, but when you're not driving I want to do it a lot harder. I also read about men, and women, who get into kicking them, and things, they called it ballbusting. I'm hot just thinking about it. I hope you can take it, Daddy." I looked at her and tried to smile. The truth was, I did want those things, but at the same time, was scared of them. "I don't know if I can, Mistress Gina, but I promise you that I want you to try. I want to see you enjoying doing it, so I hope I will be able to take it from you." She smiled back; one of those kind of cruel, superior smiles that only a teenage girl can have. "But I also want to do more, like, degrading stuff Daddy. I really get off on being able to force you to do things. Like tonight. I dunno if we can find someone, I hope we can, but I really want to make you suck a cock and swallow cum while I watch you. I just can't believe I can tell you to do something like that, and that you will obey me, it's so hot. And, you know what, the reason I made you, you know, play with your ass today, is because I read about, umm, strap-on things. I, umm, I want to do your ass, Daddy. I want to make you a real slut." Mary laughed in the back seat. "Baby, you can do that anytime you want. I have one of those strap-on dildo's at home, I use it on him myself, sometimes, and I'd love to watch you doing it!" Tammy, who had been very quiet, just sitting and caressing and occasionally kissing Mary, suddenly burst out laughing. "Oh my God! Do you really? You fuck his ass? Oh Jeez!" Gina also turned around in surprise. "Really, Mom? You have one? Can I use it? Please?" "Of course you can, darling, any time you want!" "Did you hear that, panty-daddy? I'm going to do you in the ass. You are going to be a real slut, my slut!" "Yes, Miss Gina. Thank-you. To be honest, I'd never dared to dream about you doing any of this kind of stuff, and I was terrified when your Mom told me she was going to tell you all about it. I really was. But, know that you know, and now that I know you like it, I can't believe how lucky I am!" By now, we were getting close to the bar Tammy wanted us to go to, so she started giving directions. A few minutes later, we pulled into the parking lot and I held the doors while the girls got out of the car. As we entered the club, we were met by very low lighting, lots of tables and cubicles, music, and a small dance floor. There must have been about fifty or more people in there. A lot of couples, but also what appeared to be several singles, mostly men, and some women. We found a cubicle and sat down. Mary immediately sat next to Tammy, leaving me and Gina next to each other, with me on the inside. A waitress appeared pretty quickly, and we ordered wine for the girls and a bourbon for me, I was pretty sure I was going to need it. The waitress was friendly, but after looking at me as she took our order, looked slightly puzzled. Fortunately, that and the dim lighting distracted her from Gina and she never thought to ask about age or ID. As we were waiting for the drinks to come, Tammy looked at me and giggled. "You really are weird, Robin. I like it, you know, but I can't believe some of the things I've seen and heard today. I know they are true, because I've been part of it, you know, but like if I read it I wouldn't believe it." She was smiling happily, and I could tell from Mary's movements that she was caressing Tammy under the table. They looked at each other and gave each other a kiss. "I'm glad we met you, Tammy, and even more glad that Gina decided to let you in on our secrets. I hope you'll visit us, and spend time with us, a lot. If you want to, of course?" "Oh, I do, Mary, and I will!" The drinks came, and we all sat and took a few (large) sips, each in our own way thinking of things to come. The music changed and a slightly slower song started. "Daddy, come and dance with me." "I'd like that, Miss Gina." I got up from the table, and held her hand as we walked out onto the floor. It was only then that I realized the lighting here was brighter, and that there was a UV light somewhere. I was panicked that it would make my lingerie obvious. I took my daughter in my arms, and tried to guide her to a slightly darker corner. At first she went along with me, her head on my shoulder, facing into my neck and ear. I felt her breath and then her lips as she kissed my neck. "I love you, Daddy. You are a slut, you're my cock sucking slut, I want to do things, bad things, to you, but I love you." I turned my face and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "I know you do, Baby, and that's why I want you to do them, and why I want you to enjoy them." She ran her hands up my back, and then down over my ass. "I can feel what you're wearing, slave, and I like it, and I'm going to make sure at least one new person finds out tonight." Before I could react, she spun away from me, just holding on with one hand. Her skirt rose up, and you could almost see the bottom of her ass before it settled back down. I looked around, there were two other couples on the floor, and then I saw Tammy and Mary a little further away, dancing in each others arms. I knew that Mary liked other women on occasion, but I had never seen her so quickly seduced, and so blatant about what they were doing. She had her arms over Tammy's shoulders, and Tammy was using both hands to stroke her ass. Family Cuckold Ch. 06 Gina danced back into my arms, and noticed me looking at Mary and Tammy. "It's hot, isn't it Daddy, to see her like that. Did she really mean what I think she meant? That she wants to do stuff with me?" "I think so, Miss Gina, but like anything else, she will only do things if she is sure you want it also. You know how important that is to her." "Yes, I know, Daddy. Maybe I'll let her. Does it make you hot, to think of us together?" "Of course it does," I whispered, "the two women I love and care for most, how could I not want to see you both together!" "There's something else I wanted to ask you, Daddy-slut. But it's kinda embarrassing for me, and I'm not like you, I don't want to be embarrassed, so I waited" "Well, we're alone now, Mistress, you can ask me, and I promise you I won't embarrass you." "Ok, well, I wanted to ask you, you, umm, you like to be forced to be dirty, don't you slut, I mean, made to do dirty things? Tell me?" "Umm, what do you mean?" "Come on Daddy, I think you know. You've licked my feet like three or four times now, and today they were really gross. And then licking my asshole, this afternoon, you slut, you didn't just lick it, I felt you, I felt you pushing your tongue into it, as deep as you could get it. And, you were hard from it, even though I'd just hurt you with the nettles, doing that made you hard, didn't it, slut?" I leaned back and looked into her eyes, there seemed to be a little excitement there, at least no judgment or criticism. "Ok, yes, Mistress Gina, you're right, I do like those kinds of things. Why?" "Well, because I read about some things, Daddy, and they were interesting. Plus, all the things I'm learning about from you and Mom, the pain, the panties, the humiliation of you; I love them, but what I really love is that I can tell you to do something really degrading and dirty, and you'll do it, and you'll be hard because I made you do it. That really makes me hot. And, well, the stuff I read about, I think I want to try, but I don't think I could do it with others around because it would embarrass me as well." "Ok, well, I don't know for sure what you were thinking of Mistress, but if there's something you really want to try, but just can't bring yourself to do with others around, then I'll let you try them if we're alone. But, there's something you must understand. I don't want to do that very often. Your Mom and I are very much into trusting each other. She already told you that you can do anything you want, with or without her there, but she'd like to know about them. Not because she wants to give you permission, or to judge you, but because it turns her on to know you are abusing me. It's just like you touching yourself, Baby, a few days ago you were shocked when Mom even mentioned it, but today you were perfectly willing to let me see you naked, to lick your ass, and to touch yourself in front of me. So, even though you might find something embarrassing now, I hope you will find a way to get over it, so that we can all enjoy it together, Ok?" Gina thought for a few seconds, smiled at me, and then kissed me on the lips. "You're right, Daddy. I'd like to try some things with you alone, first, and maybe I won't enjoy them. But if I do, I promise I'll try and at least talk to Mom about them, ok?" "Good, Baby, but, umm, you haven't told me what you were thinking of?" Just then the song ended. She smiled up at me, kissed me again, and said "You'll find out, Slut. If I decide to try them, it will be very degrading for you, though. You'll have to be patient. You're a slave, my slave; I'll tell you when I'm ready!" She grabbed my hand and walked me off the stage back to the booth, where Tammy and Mary were already sitting, giggling and sipping their wine. "Well, darling, how was your first dance with a slut, our slut?" Mary smiled. "It was great, thanks, Mom, he behaved himself just like a slave should, and I decided that seeing as we only just got here, I would not embarrass him yet!" The waitress came, and we ordered another round of drinks. As she left, a single guy from the bar came over to our booth. "Hi, I hope you don't mind me interrupting, but I see three lovely ladies here and only one man. I was hoping one of you might like to dance with me? My name is Bob." Mary looked up at him and grinned. "Sure, Bob, I'll dance with you once. This is Tammy, Gina, and my husband Robin." Bob looked a little surprised that Mary was both willing to dance with him, and that she was here with her husband. "Oh, I'm sorry." he started to say. "Oh, it's fine," Mary interrupted, "just because he is here, doesn't mean I can't dance with anyone else. Isn't that right, Robin?" She looked at me, grinning. "Err, Yes, that's right, darling, you can dance with anyone you want, whenever you want." Bob looked me strangely, but before he could say anything, Mary was up and leading him onto the floor. Gina watched them for a few seconds, and then looked at me. "So, this is how it works, Daddy? Mom just starts dancing and flirting with guys, while you sit here, and then if she wants to, they go home and do it, and you serve them?" "Yeah," Tammy chimed in, "Tell us how this works, I wanna know, I can't imagine being married and my husband being ok with me doing stuff with others." "Well," I said, "I guess that's because what I like is not what most guys like. I want Mary to be happy, to have a great sex life, and I'm not jealous of the physical stuff. I'd be jealous if she fell in love with another guy, but we are both convinced that will never happen, we're very secure as far as that's concerned. So, as long as that part is safe, this works great for both of us. She gets to have sex with anyone she chooses, without having to worry about my feelings or anything. And, for me, I get the pleasure which you both know about, even if you don't fully understand it yet. I get the pleasure of being submissive, of serving her, and of being sexually humiliated while she does it." "And, what about the sucking and the, umm, you know, the cleaning them afterwards, Robin. Do you like doing that, do you like the taste of cum, and sucking cocks?" Tammy asked. "Well, I'm definitely not gay," I replied. "I know you may think I am because of the lingerie I wear, and because I do those things when Mary wants me to. But I do them more because it is what I'm ordered to do, and because doing it when ordered is very exciting for me. I get a real thrill from being made, ordered, to do things which others would not, and even sometimes, things which I don't want to do. The first time Mary made me taste cum, even my own, I didn't enjoy it at all. Same with sucking a cock. But now I don't mind. And, so long as it is embarrassing, or humiliating, or painful, I really get off on it." "Or dirty and degrading, right, Slut?" Gina smiled. "Yes, Mistress Gina, yes, if it's dirty and degrading then I really enjoy it, will beg for it." We looked out on the dance floor. Bob had Mary in his arms, and was caressing her ass and, once in a while, one of her breasts. She was kissing his ear and his mouth, leaning into him, thrusting against what I'm sure was a very hard cock. I'd danced with Mary myself, and knew what she could be like. Gina reached over and felt my cock. I was hard and she stroked it a couple of times. "God, you're cock is hard, panty-slave, you must really like to watch them dancing like that, and to think of what may happen later." Tammy looked back at us both and giggled. "Fuck," she said, "it is so hot to think you're his daughter, and yet you are out here in public, he is wearing panties, and you are stroking his cock through them!" "I know. It's fucking awesome isn't it? My Dad is my panty wearing cock sucking slave, and I can make him do anything." I blushed at their conversation, and at the thought someone would overhear them. "Undo a button on your shirt, Slave. I can't see your cami. I want to be able to see that lacy thing!" I looked at Gina, but knew it was no good. She had already told me she intended for someone to see. As nonchalantly as possible, I reached up with one hand and undid one button on my shirt. I didn't dare look down to see how much of the cami was now visible. Tammy smiled at Gina. "He is a slut!" Before I could say anything, Bob and Mary appeared back at the table. Before Bob could sit down, Mary looked at him and said "Thanks for the dance, Bob, but I want to spend some time with them, now, I hope you don't mind?" Bob looked a little disappointed but was polite enough to say "No Problem, Thanks." and then returned to the bar. Mary sat back down next to Tammy and then looked at me and Gina. "He was a good dancer, but his cock was a little small, and I'm not sure whether or not I want a guy tonight," she whispered while putting her arm around Tammy's shoulders, "and, if I was going to fuck a guy tonight, it wouldn't be one with a tiny cock, I have one of those at home already, don't I slut?" Tammy and Gina burst out laughing, while I blushed bright red. I knew my cock was not much below average, and was not really ashamed of it, but it still made me squirm to hear her describe me like that. We sat and drank and joked and talked for a while, all three girls taking opportunities to make fun of me in one way or another. After a while with no more solicitations from guys in the club, Mary reached over to Gina "would you dance with me, darling?" Gina looked surprised, and then smiled, "Sure Mom, if you want to!" They stood up and, as they walked away from the table, Mary looked back and said to Tammy "Do anything you want, Tammy, anything!" Tammy smiled back and then looked at me. "I'd like you to go and get us some more drinks, Robin, I'm thirsty, and I'm pretty sure they will be too, when they get back." At first, it seemed like a simple request, but then I remembered the button. I started to button it back up, but Tammy stopped me. "I didn't say you could do that," she smiled, "in fact, because you assumed you could, you need to learn a lesson. Undo another one, and then go to the bar!" I looked at her with wide eyes and open mouth. She grinned back "Do it." I blushed and undid another button. Now with just a glance I could see the lace trim of the cami, and knew that it would be pretty obvious to anyone who looked. I turned to the bar and looked for an open area with hardly any customers and walked towards it. I had an idea. I would lean on the bar and hunch my shoulders. If I did it right, it would cause the two sides of my shirt to come together and hide what I was wearing. I got to the bar, and before the girl behind it was able to walk up to me, I leaned forward and hunched. It worked; the shirt appeared to be more closed. "Hi, what can I get for you?" she smiled. "Umm three glasses of cabernet, please, and a bourbon-coke." She turned around and started to prepare the drinks. Within a minute, she was back in front of me with the glasses. "That'll be nineteen bucks, please." Without thinking I reached back into the back pocket of my pants for my wallet and fiddled with the button on the pocket. As I was pulling the wallet out, I realized what I had done and looked up at the bartender. Her eyes were fixed on my chest. I looked down and my shirt had pulled tight. The lace trim of the cami was clearly visible, and she was staring at it. Not knowing what else to do, I gave her a five and a twenty, and started to pick up the glasses. She looked down at the bills, back at my chest, and laughed. "Thanks, sir, let me know if you want anything else." I mumbled thanks and stumbled back to the table, all the glasses balanced in my hands. I didn't want to have to make two trips. Tammy was sitting watching the whole performance, giggling with her hand over her mouth. "Fuck, that was funny, "she said, "I could see from her face that she noticed. Now I know what Gina meant about it being a thrill to be able to tell you do something like that, and having you do it! It's amazing!" I blushed again, and took a sip from my drink. I looked out at the dance floor. Mary and Gina were in each others arms, swaying to the music. Mary's hands were on Gina's ass, and she was nibbling her ear and whispering to her. The song came to an end and Gina looked up into her mothers face. Mary tilted her face down and kissed Gina on the lips, softly. It lasted for a couple of seconds and then they parted and walked back towards us. My cock was throbbing and I could feel wetness in my panties. After sitting back down, they noticed the new glasses and took a couple of drinks. "I sent him to the bar, with his shirt undone, and she saw him." Tammy smiled. We all looked over to the bar. The girl was still back there, but was now over by another guy, talking to him. She laughed and, with her eyes, directed his attention to us. He turned and looked, and saw all four of us sitting together, looking back at him. He smiled, picked up his beer, and walked in our direction. Even before he arrived, we could see he was tall, muscular. He was wearing a cotton shirt tucked into his jeans which were clearly pretty tight. "Shelley tells me there are three lovely ladies over here," he smiled, and then looking at me, added "or is it four?" Gina, Mary and Tammy burst into laughter. Mary looked him up and down, her eyes hesitating at his crotch, and said, "Well, do you mind which the answer is?" "Hell no," he laughed, "so long as there's at least one, I don't mind how many more of you there are!" "Why don't you join us for a drink?" "Thanks, I will." He sat down next to Mary, making her slide over closer to Tammy. "My name's Jason." he smiled. "I'm Mary, and this is Tammy, Robin and Gina." "Nice to meet you, Mary, and Tammy and Robin and Gina," he smiled, "what's the occasion, what are you all celebrating?" "Well, it's a long story," Mary said, "let's just say we're celebrating Gina's graduation. Graduation from a private school. A very exclusive school." I was sitting quietly, trying not to attract any more attention as the girls laughed, enjoying Mary's joke. "And what's the story with Robin?" Jason looked at me, and then back at Mary. "Well, let's just say he is in touch with his feminine side, and we are encouraging that." "Ok, well, that's cool with me. I like feminine!" The girls looked at him and, deciding he was serious, looked at each other and smiled. "Feel like a dance, Jason?" Mary asked. "Of course." He took her hand and led her away. Tammy and Gina watched them, and then looked at each other. Gina was the first to speak. "Oh my god, did you see his body, he's hot!" "Oh yeah, he is. I think your Mom likes him!" We all looked over to the dance floor. Jason and Mary were barely dancing, already locked in a passionate kiss. It was obvious that their tongues were in each others mouths. Gina put her hand in my lap and dug her fingernails into my cock. Even though it was protected by my slacks and panties, I could feel the sharpness. "Well, Daddy slut, I hope you're ready, because I think you are going to be sucking his cock tonight, and we're going to watch you do it." Tammy giggled. "Fuck, I hope so, I want to see it." Gina kept squeezing my cock. "Yeah, me too, Tammy, I can't wait. I want to see his cock in your mouth, slut. I want to see you sucking it. You'll do it, won't you?" "Yes, Miss Gina, I will, but only if both he and Mary want me to." "Oh, I don't think we have to worry about that," Tammy giggled. "Mary was talking to me while we were dancing. She knows how much Gina wants to see it, and told me she hoped she could find someone. Judging by how they are dancing, I think she has!" Mary was in Jason's arms. One hand was on his shoulder, the other between them, moving up and down from his chest to his crotch. They were still kissing, passionately. He had one hand on her ass, squeezing it, pulling him into his body. Gina started to stroke my cock. "Like what you see, slut? Your wife is there, with a complete stranger. They're kissing, and groping each other right in front of you, while you sit here, dressed like a sissy, and letting me play with your cock. Say it, slave, say it for me!" "What, Miss Gina?" "I want to hear you tell me what is going to happen tonight." "Mary is going to get him to fuck her. I'm going to serve them. And, if he wants me to, I'm going to be made to suck him, in front of you." "Yes-sss," she squealed with obvious delight. Tammy, and even I, laughed at her enthusiasm. We sat for another minute, watching the dancing and sipping our drinks. Finally, the music paused and Mary and Jason walked back to the table. I could see that they were talking and laughing as they approached us. Mary's cheeks were flushed and her nipples were blatantly hard under the pink cashmere. I looked at Jason and saw that his jeans were bulging at his crotch. "Your wife is an incredible dancer," he smiled as they sat down, "I wanted to stay out there all night with her." "But, then I promised him we could do some more dancing, different dancing, back at our place. He thought that sounded like fun." Mary looked at me and said "You won't mind us four sluts entertaining him, will you, sissy?" Jason laughed and I felt my face turning red. "No, of course not, Mistress. It will be our pleasure." "Good, then drink up and let's get going," she laughed, "I'll drive with Jason, to give him directions, and you can bring our car. Gina, would you mind staying with him, someone needs to make sure he behaves himself? And Tammy, would you like to come with us, or with Gina?" Gina squeezed my balls, hard "Yeah, that's fine, Mom, I will make sure he behaves." Tammy looked at Mary and then Gina. "Umm, if it's ok with you, Mary, I'll go with Robin and Gina?" We finished our drinks in two swallows and all got up to leave. As we did, I noticed Shelley, behind the bar. I smiled at her, and she laughed. Once we were all in the cars and back on the road, with Mary and Jason leading the way, Tammy leaned forwards between the two front seats. She brushed Gina's hair back from the side of her face and kissed her neck. "Seems like you're gonna get your wish, Gina." Her hand moved down and cupped Gina's breast. "Are you excited? I am. I've never experienced anything like this, I can't believe what's happening!" "I know, me too." Gina turned her face and kissed Tammy on the lips. "I'm so glad you're here. Thank you for coming. I know you, you know, like Mom, and want to do stuff with her, and that's cool, I just like that you are here to, like, support me!" "Oh, I am, but I don't think you need any support, I think you have everything fully under control" "I dunno. Do I Daddy? Do I have everything under control?" I took my eyes off the road for a second and looked at them both. "Miss Gina, you have all the control you want, you know that. You can decide what happens, or doesn't, and what you do or don't do." "I know, slut, I just wanted to hear you say it," she laughed. "But, just to prove it, undo your shirt buttons, All of them. Let me see you." I took one hand off the wheel and slowly undid the remaining three buttons that were above my belt line. Tammy moved her hand from Gina's chest to mine. "Fuck, it's so weird to see and feel a man's chest in something soft and lacy. I like it though, it's kinda hot. Shame you don't have tit's though, Robin, even small ones, just to fill out the cups a little." She laughed. "Yeah, Mom and I talked about that," Gina giggled, "We're going to get him some fake ones, you know, the ones you can stick to your chest. And, you'll wear them, won't you, panty slut, you'll be both my Daddy and a girl, all pretty in panties and stuff, and with real tits!" Family Cuckold Ch. 06 "Yes, Mistress Gina. If you want me to, I will." "How does it feel, Robin? I mean, like, it's already pretty fucking weird that you let me, and Gina, see you in panties and stuff, and act like a slave and all, but we're women. How does it feel to know that your wife is up in that car in front of us, with a guy, a real guy, and pretty soon, he is also going to see you without your pants and shirt, and is going to fuck her?" "It's umm, hard to explain." I tried to concentrate on driving as well as giving the best explanation I could. "It's a lot of things all at once. It's very scary, you know, because you're right, it's different knowing a guy is going to see the way I'm dressed. But, it's also exciting too, very exciting, because I know Mary and, of course, Gina and you want it to happen, and I want to please them. I will do anything for them, anything they want me to." "You are such a good slut, Daddy," Gina laughed, "but I hope you don't regret that. Anything is a big word. I remember you telling me that a few times when I was younger!" She reached across and gripped my nipple through the cami. I felt her fingernails digging into it, and her hand turning to twist and pull it. "Like I said, slave, I love you, but I really want to find out more about what it's like to hurt you, a lot! It's good that you like this, you cock sucker, but it's more important that I like it, and," she dug her nails in even harder, making me wince, "I want to find out how it feels to make you feel and do things you don't like so much, and then have you thank me and beg for it. Then I'll know for sure what it's like to have a slave!" "Put your fingers on my cunt, Slave!" My hands twitched slightly on the wheel. Did she really want me to finger her? "It's ok, do it." She lifted her ass slightly and pulled her skirt up. "Put your hand on my cunt, and feel it." I did as she said, trying to concentrate on keeping the car in a straight line. She was soaking wet. Soft and slippery, hot, and totally soaked. "Feel how wet I am? You know why I'm so wet? It's not just because this stuff we've done today is incredibly hot, which it is, but it's because I'm really beginning to realize how much I like the thought of it, how much I want to control and dominate and humiliate and degrade and hurt you. That's what's really making me wet, Daddy." I felt her ass moving, sliding herself around on my fingertips. "Ok, that's enough. Now take your hand away and let Tammy lick your fingers. You're a slave, a fucking sissy slave, you don't get to taste my cunt, but Tammy can!" I did as she said, and lifted my hand up into the air. Tammy immediately grabbed it and I felt her lips and tongue slide down over my fingers, licking and sucking Gina's wetness from them. I could not believe how Gina had changed in just the last couple of days. Mary was right, we had unleashed a monster, and it was making me tremble. Tammy finished with my fingers and turned to Gina, laughing. "You are such a bitch," she said, "but such a hot bitch. I'm so glad I met you." Gina smiled and leaned forward. They kissed again. I couldn't see, but from the breathing and the sounds of wetness, it was obvious it was passionate and that they were using their tongues to explore each others mouths. We were now close to our home. The girls stopped kissing just as we were pulling into the driveway. Jason had parked his car on the street, and as I got out of my car, I saw he and Mary walking up towards us, holding hands. I went and unlocked the front door and held it open for everyone to come in. Tammy and Gina, their arms around each others waist, and Mary and Jason, who released each others hands as soon as they were inside the house and turned to kiss each other. "Go and get us all some drinks, slut," Mary ordered while Jason was working on her neck, "we're thirsty." I blushed, but turned and went to the kitchen. I opened a new bottle of wine and put it in a small ice bucket on a tray with three glasses. I poured a cold Heineken into a glass for Jason and put that onto the tray also. Carrying everything into the living room and putting it onto the coffee table, I was thinking to myself "what the hell has happened in the last few days?" I was used to serving Mary and her lovers, of course, but it was still humiliating for me. And having Gina and Tammy there magnified the emotions about ten times. Tammy and Gina were on the couch together. Gina was leaning her back into Tammy's body, and Tammy had her arm around Gina's shoulder. Her hand was caressing Gina's shoulder and chest, just above her breast. Jason was sitting in the large armchair, with Mary on his lap. Her skirt had ridden up and he was stroking the insides of her legs, which were spread, we could all see that she didn't have any panties on, and that Jason's fingers were within an inch of her swollen lips. I leaned down to pick up the wine bottle when Mary stopped me. "What do you think you're doing?" "I was, umm, going to pour your wine," I answered, wondering what I had done wrong. "I think you are forgetting your place, slut. You are inside our home now, not back at the club. Why are you still wearing those mens clothes? Take them off. Now. Serve us the way you are meant to!" Jason was quiet, but had a big smile on his face. Behind me I heard Tammy and Gina giggle. "I'm sorry Mistress. You are right, I just wanted to get you your drinks as quickly as possible." I stood back up and pulled the unbuttoned shirt out of my pants. I took my shoes off, and then undid the belt on my pants and unbuttoned and unzipped them. Taking a deep breath, I lowered and stepped out of my pants, folding them and putting them under the coffee table. Mary just stared at me, a small grin on her face. I undid the last two buttons on the shirt and took it off, placing it with my pants and shoes. Now I was there for all to see. Dark thigh-highs, a white cami with lace trim, and the pink boyshorts which, for a moment at least, were able to hide my cock and balls as the embarrassment of undressing in front of them had made me soften a little. Jason, still caressing the inside of Mary's thighs looked me up and down and grinned. "You were right, Mary, he is a pretty little panty boy. Very pretty." Again, I heard the girls laughing behind me. "Ok, panty boy," he continued, "now you can bring us our drinks." "Yes Sir." I whispered. I poured the wine into the glasses and served Mary hers first. As I turned back to the coffee table I could see Tammy and Gina, still cuddling, grinning at my discomfort. I picked up their glasses and handed them to them. Tammy reached out and, as she took her glass, said "Thank you slut. Fucking sissy panty slut. This is so freaking crazy, I can't believe it!" Gina took hers next, still smiling that cruel smile of hers. She didn't say anything, but I could see in her eyes that she was burning with excitement. I turned back to Mary. Her legs were spread wider now, and Jason's fingers were rubbing her clit and lips. Her sex was swollen, red and glistening wet. "Is there anything else I can get you, Mistress?" "Yes, I promised Jason some more dancing. Put some music on." I found a CD, one of Rod Stewart's later "crooning" albums, and put it on. The music was a little soft, so I turned it up a fraction. As I turned back to face the room, Mary stood up from Jason's lap. "Now come and undress me for him, slut, make me ready for him." She turned her back to me, facing Jason. He looked up at her, smiling. His hand was in his lap, stroking himself through his jeans. I stood behind Mary and put my hands under the bottom of her sweater. It was so soft and sensual, and her skin was hot underneath it. I lifted it up, slowly, baring first her stomach and then her breasts as she raised her arms into the air. I pulled it up over her head, being careful not to mess her hair too much. She stood topless in front of him as I folded the cashmere and put it on top of my clothes. Turning back I unzipped her skirt and started to slide it down. She wiggled her hips to help me. As it puddled at the floor, she stepped out of it, naked, towards Jason, letting him savor her body. She reached out towards him with her hand, taking his and pulling him out of the chair. "Now him!" she ordered. The girls gasped. Not only were they about to see him, naked, but they were going to see me undress him, bare his body so that he could fuck my wife. I moved to their side and unbuttoned his shirt, then his jeans. As I took his shirt off his shoulders, we could all see he had a great body. Thin waist, hard chest, broad shoulders. I reached to unzip his pants. As I pulled the zipper down I could feel the shape and heat of his cock. It was hard, of course, and felt thick. The heat coming from his crotch was incredible. I knelt down to pull his pants down and he stepped out of them. He was wearing tight cotton boxers underneath. My hands were trembling slightly as I pulled them down as well. His cock sprang up against his stomach as it released from the shorts. I looked at it. He was not much longer than me, but very thick. His balls hung below, large and heavy, and most of his pubic hair was shaved clean. The girls were silent as they stared wide eyed at the scene in front of them. I moved all the clothes out of the way, and Jason took Mary into his arms. Her tits flattened into his chest, and his cock pushed up into her stomach and between them. They started to kiss and move with the music. Remaining on my knees, I watched them. They were engrossed in each other. Exploring each others bodies with their hands, Mary grinding her cunt against his cock, still kissing frantically. I glanced towards the couch. Tammy had pulled Gina's top off, and was playing with her bare nipples. Gina had lifted her feet up onto the coffee table, her legs were spread. They were intently watching Jason and Mary, and me, kneeling to the side. The first song came to an end, and as the next started Mary lifted her face away from Jason and looked at me on the floor. "It's time, slave. Come here and get him ready for me. I need to feel his cock in me." Still on my knees I moved the couple of feet over to where they were standing. Mary moved to the side, opposite the girls so that they had an unobstructed view of Jason's body. She reached down and took hold of his cock, stroking it from bottom to top and back down. The shaft was thick, as I had already noticed, but the head was huge, swollen, dark red. She pointed it down. I knew what I had to do. I leaned forward, opening my mouth. She pushed it passed my lips, which were stretching to accommodate it. I could feel and taste his precum on my toungue. Slippery, slightly salty. "Oh fuck," I heard from the side, "He's doing it. He's sucking his cock!" I think it was Tammy, but my ears were ringing slightly, and I was not sure. "Suck it pretty boy, get it wet for your wife." I heard Jason whisper. His hand came down behind my head and pulled me forward. I tried to get some spit in my mouth. He was pushing forward into me, forcing his cock into my face. I tried to run my tongue over his cock head in my mouth, but it was not easy, I was so full. I felt it pushing at the back of my throat, then he started to pull back a fraction. I breathed through my nose as he moved back and forward, fucking my face. "Oh my God." Again from my right. This time I recognized Gina's voice clearly. "Suck it, you fucker, this is incredible, I can't believe I'm seeing this."