2 comments/ 60469 views/ 16 favorites Lucy's Family Business By: mollyj Lucy found her orgasm with her hand. Her pleasure flared. It ended quickly. It was a poor substitute for her husband. The only pleasure she had this last year, was alone in her bed. Her masturbation sometimes brought her relief. This morning her hands brought her excitement. Most mornings they brought her frustration. Nights brought her only loneliness. The year before Frank died, had been emotionally trying. She watched her husband slowly fade from her. She at least had his comfort then. Taking care of him, as he slipped from her life, took most of her time. It took most of her energy. It drained her emotionally. Her son Frank Junior was an immense help. He had taken over the running of the house. He had stepped into his fathers place. Frank's health insurance covered most of the expenses. His life insurance covered the costs of the funeral. It covered little else. Except for Frank Junior's job, they would have lost the house. After her husbands death, Lucy stopped calling her son Junior. She felt comfortable calling him Frank. Except for her bed, he filled his fathers shoes completely. Frank worked. He brought the money home. He paid the bills. Lucy would be lost without him. His sister Betty was going to the university. Her good grades had produced a small scholarship. It did not cover the cost of her schooling. It did cover enough of the costs to allow her to keep going. Only, if Frank kept working and bringing the money home. It was a burden on him. The finances were tight. There was little money to do anything but the basics. Lucy was worried that he would somehow stop bringing home the money for the house. She did not think that he would become irresponsible. He had never been that way. Mostly she worried that he would get involved with a young woman. He would want to start his own family. He was quite young. She knew that he would be only be able to deny his sexual drive for a short time. Lucy's eyes were alive. She went about her day with a spring in her step. She had not felt this way for a long time. She had been excited all week. Last weekend Betty was home from the university. She came home every other weekend. Just before Betty had left last weekend. Lucy slipped on a robe to go tell Betty something just before she left. She had picked up her thin silk robe. She was naked underneath the robe. She had to know if Frank was attracted to her sexually. He had showed no sign of it. She was sure that he was. As she dealt with Betty, she posed for Frank. She let her robe fall open, flashing her nakedness for Frank's gaze. She kissed Betty lightly as she led her to the door. When she returned to the front room. Frank was blushing. He had an erection in his pants. He excused himself. He left the room. The flush of passion that Lucy felt was powerful. She was excited. Her vagina flushed. She could feel her vaginal lips swell. She was sure that Frank had gone to his room to masturbate. She wanted to masturbate. She was excited enough to do it. She went to her room. She had to be careful, not to move to fast. She dressed in a modest terry cloth robe. Lucy got a drink. Lucy entered the den. She put on some soft music. She nursed the drink while she thought. Lucy had always been a slow thinker. Her intelligence was razor sharp. She always took time in her thought. She never made snap decisions. She never allowed anyone to hurry her. She pet the smooth slickness between her legs as she thought. She made her decision quickly. It was not a snap decision. There was not much to think about. Lucy planned her seduction. She stood up. She walked to the mirror. She smiled as she saw her reflection. She was far from being young. She was just as far away from being old. Hers was a mature beauty. She was not small. Her body was lush. Her breasts sagged slightly. It did not detract from her beauty. Her breasts had lost none of their beauty, or their sensitivity. Her belly was not flat. It showed the marks left from the birth of both of her children. She bore the stretch marks proudly. Her stomach had lost some of it's tone. Not much. She had always been physically active. When she wore her corset, all of that went away. She had always liked to wear them. She had worn corsets before she needed the support, and waist cinching. She was sure that she had the equipment for her plan. It was Friday night. Frank came home from work. Lucy met him at the door. Her tight corset pushed up her full breasts. Her cleavage was impressive. Her crisp skirt and blouse were not overtly sexy. They displayed her body well, while still within modesty's bounds. Her heels were of modest height. Lucy kissed her son on the cheek. She took his brief case and coat. "Frank, Let me get that stuff. Go get cleaned up. Put on something nice. We are going to dinner and dancing." Frank looked surprised. There had been no social activities in the house since his father had become ill. "What is all of this about? There's no money for dinner and dancing. I barely covered the bills this month." "I've stashed away a little money. We need to get out of the house. It seems like forever since we have done anything outside of this house, since your father died." Frank went to his room to get ready. Lucy was flushed with sexual excitement. She could hardly keep her hands out of her vagina. She could see her erect nipples straining against the thin material of the dress. Her panties were wet. She was trembling with excitement. She didn't feel like she was seducing her son. She felt as if she was seducing his father all over again. The diner was quiet. The food was nice. Frank relaxed with his meal. Lucy was not relaxed. She was raging. She radiated her sexuality. She did not flaunt it. Her manner was prim and proper. The energy of her sexuality filled the area around her. She could smell her own arousal. She was sure Frank did also. The energy rose while they were dancing. Lucy did not allow Frank to stand away from her as they danced. She held him tight against her body. She felt his erection come and go several times. He tried to keep it from contact with her body. Lucy would not allow it. Lucy could feel the sexual energy from Frank. She was sure he felt hers also. The trip home was quite. Lucy took Frank's arm, as she led him into the den. She sat Frank down. She poured two drinks. She set the lights and music on low. Lucy sat close to Frank. She took his hand and set it on her thigh. Frank pulled away from her. "Mother, you're acting strange. I think I should go to bed." Frank dear, please call me Lucy. I'm not acting strange. I'm acting like a woman. You need a woman in your life right now. I need a man right now." Lucy began to stroke Franks erection. Frank was red with embarrassment. "I think I should be going to bed before anything more happens. We both drank a lot of alcohol." Lucy unzipped Franks pants. She pulled his erection from his pants. "You work so hard. You're so young. You need a woman." Lucy leaned over. She took Frank's erection into her mouth. Frank tried to pull away. Only for a moment. Frank's lust carried him away. First he let Lucy suck him. As his lust rose he took Lucy's hair in his hands. He began to use Lucy's hair to guide her head. He began to stroke himself into her mouth. Lucy's hand went to her open vagina. She masturbated as she pleasured her man. Lucy's lust was raging, as Frank ejaculated deep into her mouth. Frank lay back onto the couch. He was red with embarrassment. Lucy stood in the dim room. She began to sway with the music. Lucy's strip tease became a dance of seduction. Frank. You can't leave me like this. You're not the only one who's excited." "I think I should go to bed. We're just a little drunk. We'll forget about this in the morning." "We won't forget about this in the morning. We'll continue this in the morning. You don't need to go to bed. We need to go to bed. We need to go to bed together." Lucy was standing in her corset. Her open legs were encased in silk. She radiated sexuality. Franks erection was full again. "I can see that I excite you. It wouldn't be fair to leave me like this. I need relief also. Come with me." Lucy took Frank's hand. She pulled him to his feet. She led him into the bedroom. Lucy turned the covers of her bed down. She pushed Frank on to the bed. She captured his erection in her mouth. Frank no longer had the power to resist. His driving sexual need took over. He wanted more than her mouth. He took what his body demanded. Lucy raged with pent up passion, as Frank's erection entered her body. They were no longer mother and son. They were a woman, and a man. They were lovers. Frank's passion was not gentle. He was as passionate like his father. Lucy did not want him to be gentle. She had always liked her sex rough and feral. Lucy was lost in the sex. It was as if her husband had been reborn in a younger body. Lucy found her orgasm in passionate waves of pleasure, that took her whole body. The sex satisfied her completely. Frank found his orgasm deep inside of her body. They did not sleep until late into the night. Frank took control of the lovemaking. His passion rose and fell through the night. Lucy took all of it with pleasure. When their passion was spent, Lucy slept next to Frank. Lucy slept better than she had in a long time. Lucy woke to an empty bed. She was somewhat disappointed. She felt cheated, when she discovered the bed was empty. She had always liked early morning sex. She rolled onto her back. Her hands went to her vagina. She was still charged with the sexual energy from last night. She found her orgasm easily and quickly. Lucy relaxed into her bath. She masturbated again. She loved the sex. She needed it. She needed more. She needed the feel of leather on her ass. She needed to be dominated. Only the whip would raise her lust. Frank was young. She knew that she would have to teach him. She was sure that he would learn it. He would learn to crave the harder forms of dominance and sex. He was so much like his father. She was sure that he would learn as well as his father had Her orgasm in the bath was powerful. It took her whole body. She moaned aloud in her pleasure. She hoped that Frank could hear her. Her seduction had just started. Lucy walked out wearing just her thin silk robe. She tied it lightly. It gaped open as she walked. She radiated her sexuality. It was a relief not to have to hide it. Frank was at the table having coffee. He blushed when Lucy entered the room. His voice was almost inaudible. "I'm sorry about last night. It won't happen again." "You're lying to me, and to yourself. It will happen again. The only way it will not happen again, is if you move out. If you do, I'll lose the house. Betty will lose her collage. You must have sex In your life. Your body demands it." Lucy went to Frank. She held his head close to her. She lay his cheek against her bare stomach. She pulled his mouth up to her breast. "My body demands it also. I need a man's touch. I needed last night, as much as you did." Lucy's passion raised almost immediately. She looked down at Frank. "I needed it last night. I need it now." Frank's resolve died with the touch and the smell of the woman before him. His passion flared as he let go of the mother in his mind. He took pleasure in the woman in his arms. Lucy pulled him from the chair into a full embrace. She stroked his cock. It became an erection in her hand. Lucy led Frank back into her bed. Frank was wild with his need. His hands were not gentle. His kisses were passionate. He took Lucy with passion and power. His lust controlled him. When he pulled from her, he lay back in the bed. Lucy sucked his cock, as his erection softened in her mouth. "You're not sorry. You're glad. You're a man. You have to have a woman. You don't need a strange woman. Every thing that you need is right here within your family. Everything that I need is here also." Lucy played with Frank as she spoke. He was ready quickly. Frank was less frantic as he fucked Lucy. He was more relaxed in it all. He was still not gentle. Lucy was glad. She did not need gentle sex. She needed raw pure passion. Frank delivered it to her. They stayed in bed most of the day. Lucy feed him on the bed between couplings. The day was filled with passion and sex. Lucy was happy for the first time since her husband became ill. Their driving need for release was sated, when Lucy got up. "Get dressed. We're going to dinner." Lucy saw the look of worry in franks face. "We had fun last night. We can't afford another night out. I'm not sure how we afforded it last night." "I still have some money. I just received a check from our old business. We have to talk about money. There are some parts of the family finance you don't know about." Frank looked confused. He didn't question Lucy about it. He knew that she would bring it up at her convenience. He had never been able to hurry his mother in any way. They had a pleasant dinner. It was served in a modest restaurant. It was well prepared, and well served. As the dinner progressed, Lucy spoke to her son. "I received a check a week ago for seven hundred dollars. Half of it belongs to Jim and Sally Evens. They have been our business partners for many years. The business is no longer active. We still receive royalties. Not much, but occasionally a check still comes in." "I never knew the you had a business with the Evens. What type of a business was it? How do you still receive money from it? If I'm doing the family finances I should know about it." Lucy was blushing as she replied. "We made movies. Specialty movies. They were marketed in Europe. We never told you, or your sister, about them. The movies were of a special type. Something that you don't talk about with children. The movies were what allowed us to live so well even on your fathers low wages. I am sure that you can see the cash crunch we are headed for. Our life style is larger than your wages also. "What type of movies were they?" "I'll show you some of them when we get back. It is easier for you to see them, than for me to describe them." There was troubled look on Frank's face. He knew better than to try to push his mother. She would not be hurried. They went dancing again. They had a few drinks. They were loose and easy with each other. Frank was not tense as they danced. He was relaxed about the sex. He was looking forward to more. He knew in his mind he should not be excited about it. He was. When they arrived home, there was no thought of movies or finance. Both of them were in full sexual flush. They took each others cloths off, like new lovers. Lucy was a new lover for frank. Frank was an old lover reborn for Lucy. They shared their passion. They found excitement and completion in each others arms. They were sated for the moment. Lucy led Frank into the den. She left him there with a drink. Lucy was excited as she donned her sexiest corset. She smoothed her stockings to her legs. Her garters were lacy. They matched the trim of her Corset. Her hands were trembling with excitement as she buckled her radical high heels to her ankles. The flush of sexual arousal flooded through her body as she secured the heels to her ankles. Lucy surveyed her self in the mirror. She radiated sex. She almost glowed with the energy. Her aura was full. She knew that her beauty was still vibrant. She also knew that she had passed the star stage in the movie scene. Lucy went to the special dresser in the back of the closet. She took out a set of wrist restraints. She almost cried as she picked up the whip. She caressed it. She kissed it lovingly. Tears were in her eyes. She still missed Frank's strong hand. She would have broken down in full emotional trauma, if it had not been for these last two nights. She knew in her heart, that Frank would completely fill his fathers shoes. Lucy took one of her favorite movies out of the bottom drawer. The complete set filled one drawer and half of another one. They had filmed one or two movies each summer while the kids were at summer camp. They were more than porno. The movies were art. They were her art. She wrote the scripts. She directed the action. She and Frank stared in them. Sally played supporting roles. Jim never got in front of the camera. He always stood behind the cameras. His camera work was also art. Lucy had the idea and did the first marketing. Their films were not the stuff of adult theaters. They were sold to private collectors. By anyone's standards they were art films. The erotic nature of the art kept them under the counter, and expensive. Lucy walked into the room. She placed the restraints and the whip on the table in front of Frank. Frank blushed when he saw them. Lucy put the film into the video player. She handed the remote to Frank, as she knelt beside him. She knelt with her back straight. Her shoulders were back. Her head was bowed. Her words were soft. "For my masters pleasure." Frank was blushing furiously. He stammered. He could not find any words. Lucy could see his erection clearly through her eyelashes, from her lowered eyes. Frank started to stand. His mind was in a whirl. His emotions oscillated from embarrassment to lust. Lucy put her hand on his leg. She kept him in his seat. She picked up the remote. The screen flashed to brightness. The title was displayed: 'The Masters Servant.' Lucy knelt next to Frank. She was sure that he would find his boldness from the film. For Frank it was all surreal. He watched his father and his mother on the screen. They were both younger than he remembered them. It was like a home movie of his relatives. The movie was not clean family entertainment. Frank was amazed at the quality of the film. He found it hard to believe that it was an amateur film, made in an amateur studio. The film was intensely erotic. Lucy could feel franks passion raise. She knelt beside him, awaiting his command. She knew he would need her soon. She watched his passion raising to lust. Lucy smiled as Frank wound his hand into her hair as he watched the film. He took no thought of Lucy except as a servant to his needs. Just like she was a servant to his father in the film. Reality and fantasy began to merge in his head. He became his father. He lived the role he saw on the film. He pulled Lucy's head to his erection. Lucy struggled to pull away. Her struggles further inflamed his lust. His hands became rough and demanding. Lucy continued to struggle. Frank would not be denied. Lucy struggled harder. She used her hands to keep herself away form Frank's erection. Frank's attention left the film, as his hands demanded Lucy's mouth. Frank saw the restraints on the table. Lucy could not prevent her bondage. She did not want to prevent her bondage. Lucy's hands were secured behind her back. Lucy was completely into her role as an abused servant to her master. Frank pushed her head onto his erection. He was lost in his lust. The film continued to play. The film no longer commanded his attention. He was intent in his domination of the woman at his feet. Lucy was no longer his mother. She was no longer his lover. She was his servant. His only intent was to use his servant for his pleasure. Lucy allowed her mouth to be fucked. She was crying in her violation. She had become a chaste woman sold to her master. She fought against her violation. Frank picked up the whip. It felt good in his hand. He had no question in his mind as to what to do. The movie was like a crash course in domination. He used the whip on Lucy's back. His voice was deep and demanding. "Use your mouth. Use your tongue. Pleasure me. I'll find pleasure from your mouth, or I'll find pleasure in your screams." Lucy's Family Business His line was right out of the movie. Lucy shuddered with arousal as she listened to Frank say the words, she had written so many years ago. Frank used the whip with force. The thin red lines appeared on Lucy's back. Frank sat up. He used the whip on Lucy's ass. Lucy found a shuddering orgasm from the pain alone. There were tears of relief in her eyes. It had been such a long time since she had tasted lust. The tears further inflamed Frank. He was no longer in the present. He was a young lord in Old England. He was abusing his servant. It was his right as a lord. Lucy gave up her struggles. She began to pleasure her lord, which was her duty. Frank's orgasm was powerful. He was pleasantly surprised as Lucy took the full length of his erection into her throat. Lucy tried to swallow after the erection crossed her throat muscles. The muscles contracted around Frank's erection. She caressed his erection with her throat muscles. She was a pro. She took the first ejaculation in her throat. She raised her head. She took the next ejaculation into her mouth. She let the semen fill her mouth. She coated his erection with the smooth silky fluid. She let some of it fall from her lips as she raised her head above his erection. She used her tongue. She was smiling inside. She wished the camera's were rolling. It was a perfect cum shot. Reality began to return to Frank. He could not believe what he had just done. He saw the thin red welts across Lucy's back and ass. He was embarrassed again. Lucy licked him clean. There was a twinkle in her eyes as she spoke a line from the movie. "Please master. Please leave my modesty. Do not take my virtue from me." The film continued like an adult education film. He saw himself on the screen. He became his role again. There was no embarrassment on his face or indecision in his voice. "I bought your virtue, and your body. I'll have them both. You'll serve me your virtue. When it's gone, I'll sell you and buy some more. Virtue comes cheap." Lucy began to cry. Her reality was that of a purchased servant. She always became the role she played. All of her roles were tailored made for her. She wrote them from the active imagination of her mind. Lucy tried to stand up. She wanted to flee. She wanted to protect her virtue. Her lord smiled at her struggles as he pushed her to the floor. He removed his clothes. He was smiling in his power and control as he stroked himself with one hand. He used his whip with the other. He pulled Lucy to his erection. He used her head to pleasure himself, as he found his pleasure with the whip. He was the lord. He was arrogant in his power. He used his servants mouth. He used his whip. He was fully engrossed in his lust. His lust for power and control, was greater than his sexual desires. His erection was like a whip, to use for his pleasure. His lust rose. He would not be denied. He pushed Lucy onto her back onto the padded rug. He knelt between Lucy's open legs. She lay on her back as she begged. Her lines were right out of the movies script, as was Frank's reply. "Please master, don't do this. I've saved my self for love." "I'm so glad that you did. I'll love the feel of your modesty, as I rip it from you. There will be no modesty left in you when I'm done. I'll take it all." Frank used the whip to stop his servants struggles. He flushed with pleasure . Frank slashed her bare tits. Lucy screamed with pain. He found pleasure in her tears. She relaxed open for his violation. Frank sank his erection into her open vagina. She wailed as if she had just lost her virginity. In her mind she had just done so. She cried tears of loss. She wept in her defilement. The tears of grief and loss brought Frank to full lust. He was no longer abusing his servant. He was fucking for his own pleasure. He fucked in full long strokes. He fucked as if it were a victory dance. As he fucked, he watched the film. In the film, the lord was taking his servants ass. He was shocked and excited. His reality became a kaleidoscope of perspectives. He was the Lord. He was his dad. He was himself. He did not care which perspective was real. His raging lust was real. The hot sucking vagina that caressed his erection was real. His blinding orgasm and his ejaculation were real. The pleasure and lust in seeing his servant laying below him, crying in her violation, was real. He was in love. He was in love with the whip. And, the power it brought him. As the sexual aura faded Lucy was once again in control. She was the director. She was the director of all of the films. She was the director of her life. She had stalked Frank from the beginning. She had hunted him. She had captured him. He was exactly fitted for her pleasure. If she had found her pleasure holding the whip, she would have hunted someone else. She was released from her bonds, by a command from her eyes. Frank's power and domination fled from him. He held only the pleasant memory of his power. His mind was in turmoil. He had just dominated his servant. He was sure he could never dominate his mother. As she rose to her feet, he could see in her eyes that she was in charge. She had been in charge all along. Frank found relief in her control, of this part of his life. He knew he would be the lord again. She would determine the time and place. His mind was filled with the afterglow of pleasure. His mind was filled with the vision, of the lord stripping his servant of her last virtue. He could almost feel the tightness of Lucy's deep dark recess. He lusted for it. He smiled knowing it would be his, even as he obeyed Lucy's orders. They slept cuddled together. Lucy woke once in the night. She was filled with passion, as Frank filled her with his erection. Drifting in and out of sleep through the sex had left a dream like quality to the experience. Lucy woke to her own passion. She captured Frank's morning erection in her mouth. She was slow and soft in her devotion to Frank's erection. Frank awoke. His response was neither slow or soft. Frank took control of the morning wake up. Lucy was surprised at Frank's force and energy in the coupling. It was like the early times with her husband. Lucy served Frank coffee and a light breakfast in bed. Their day was one of cuddling and sweet kisses, between lust filled couplings. Frank seemed to have an unlimited quantity of lust to share with Lucy. She encouraged him to burn off his excess. Lucy wanted him to work off the quantity of youthful lust. She would bring out the quality necessary for filming. Right now, Lucy was happy with the quantity. She would be just as happy with the quality, as it developed. It was like training a young stallion. She enjoyed her roll as a trainer Lucy was sated for the moment. She noticed the time. She wondered where the day had gone. It seemed to have flown by quickly. "Get cleaned up. We are having dinner with Jim and Sally tonight. I'll start dinner. The dinner will be prim and proper, until I change the mood. You must still appear to the world, as a faithful and chaste son. You must not change your attitude about me. That should be easy for you. You know your role well. Play it like a movie script." CHAPTER Lucy was pleased with Frank. He met the Evens at the door. He was a perfect host. He always was. He took their coats. He served them drinks and small talk. His attention to his mother was one of chaste love and duty. Lucy served a delicious meal. They chatted as they ate. No one would have ever guessed the real relationship between them. Lucy and the Evens had practiced their role most of their adult life. Lucy continued the charade. She wanted Frank to be just as comfortable as they were, in the illusion. The mood changed when they went into the den. Lucy stripped off her outer clothes. She had a thin flexible whip in her hand. She stood before Sally. She glared at her. "Strip bitch. What color is your underwear? They had better turn me on when I see them" Sally lowered her eyes. She was shocked. It had been over two years since she had heard her mistress' voice. She had thought she would never hear it again. Lucy slapped her. "I heard no reply. Perhaps you have forgotten how to serve your mistress?" "No mistress. I have not forgotten.' "Stand up and do it in front of Frank. He is now your master. You will serve him well." "Yes mistress. My under wear is lavender. I hope they please my mistress." "Your ass will soon know, if they please me." Lucy sparkled, as she sat down beside Jim. "Just like old time's Jim." "Yes ma'am." Lucy sat next to Jim as he stroked his erection. He loved his wife. He loved to watch. His greatest pleasure came from watching his wife being submissive to others. His work with the camera was an extension of his lust. He loved the fact that there were a lot of people jacking off to Sally's image, of service to her mistress and her master. Jim was as pleased as Lucy was. Everyone was pleased with the script Lucy unfolded that night. Lucy watched as Sally stood before Frank. Her head was bowed to him. Frank became the lord of the manor. Sally became another servant. He would have her virtue also. First, he would have her mouth. Lucy walked to Frank. She handed him the whip. "My lord. A servant must know her place." Frank took the whip. His lust flared. He was fully aroused. He slashed Sally's legs. His command was deep, feral, and demanding. "Follow your mistress' orders. Now." "Yes sir." Sally's eyes were flashing. It had been so long since she had found her lust from the whip. Lust filled her eyes and her vagina. She served her mistress, as she removed her clothes. Frank pulled her to her knees before him. She was still in her sexy lavender underwear. Frank peeled the bra cups from her breasts. Her nipples were fully erect. Her panties were wet with her desire. Frank's pleasure was for himself. He was the lord of the manor. He took his servant's mouth. He used it for his pleasure. He used his whip, like he used his erection. He used the whip to cover Sally's back and ass with thin red lines. He found as much pleasure in seeing the welts as he did in seeing Sally's lush body, and her submission to his will. He was totally overcome by his lust. He ejaculated into sally's mouth. He almost did nor hear Lucy's command. It was the command of a director of the film. "Pull it out. Cum on her face. Never miss a cum shot. They're real money makers. So is the slut on her knees." Frank pulled his erection from Lucy's mouth. He almost missed the cum shot. He had expended most of it into Sally's mouth. Sally was a pro. She gathered her saliva with the semen in her mouth She opened her mouth and let the thick white liquid fall from her mouth. She was crying in shame, at her violation. Jim orgasmed onto his hand. "Damn. No camera. That was great. We're back in business." "Almost" Lucy was still fully in charge. She made Sally strip to her heels. Sally's heels buckled onto her ankles. She only wore one style of shoes. Lucy put her into bondage with the wrist restraints. Sally was bound with her hands behind her. Lucy knelt her at Frank's feet. Lucy's heels did not buckle around her ankles tonight. Tonight she was the mistress of the house. She was comfortable wearing either set of heel's. She liked being in charge. As long as someone was in charge of her, when it came time for sex. Nothing got her higher sexually, than the kiss of the whip. She smiled knowing she would change her heels before the night was over. Lucy served drinks to everyone. Frank feed Sally her drink. Lucy turned her attention to Jim. They had always done the business together. Sally and Frank listened. The sexual nature of their poses, did not turn their attention from the conversation. Lucy handed Jim three hundred and fifty dollars. "This is your half of the royalty check. Every year it gets smaller. With young Frank on board, we could be back in business. I have a new script in my head. Your hand and eye are still steady with the camera. We have almost everything we need." "Almost everything? What do we lack?" Lucy stood up. She walked to Sally. She pulled Sally to her feet. She posed herself and Sally before Jim. "Your eyes are still clear. We have both aged well. But, we have aged. We can no longer play anything but supporting parts. We need a female star as young and fresh as Frank is." "I know you well Lucy. I can see it in your eyes. You have a plan. Give it up. I'm not into playing twenty questions tonight." Lucy returned Sally to her servitude, to Frank. Her eyes were sparkling. "We need Betty." Frank and Sally both sat up in amazement. Jim laughed. "I am sure that it was not hard to get Frank involved with this. He is young and full of energy. It is not hard to lead a young erection. You may not be a film star any more, but you have what it takes to bring up an erection. What makes you think you can get Betty involved." "The same thing that will get Melody involved. Money." Melody was the evens daughter. Betty and Melody were almost the same age. Sally began to protest for her daughter. Lucy walked up to Sally. She slapped her sharply. "Shut the fuck up, bitch. I heard no protest from your mouth about Betty's innocence and young age. Shut up and listen. If you do not. I'll gag you." Sally began to cry softly as she bowed her head. "Yes mistress." Jim spoke clearly. He had little emotion in his voice. "I am not into taking either of our daughters innocence from them." "Neither one of them are innocent. We all know that. We all pretend to a virtue that does not exist. Can you believe either of them are still innocent, when you see them walk. Is there any innocence left in their aura? They have both been fucking since before they left high school. You know it, and so do I. Not only that, I know there is no innocence in their shared bed in their frequent over nights. I have heard them late at night in this house. I am sure you have heard it in your house as well." Jim nodded his head. He knew that they were more than friends. He had known for a long time. "I have no intention of forcing either of them into this. They are both modern young women. They will give it up for the money. They are both, material girls in a material world. Give me back the money. I'll go shopping with them. I'll propose it to Betty next weekend. If she agrees, I'll approach Melody the weekend after that. School is out in one month. We'll film the summer away like old times. This summer all of our children will all be in summer camp. A film camp." Jim did not think long. He handed Lucy the money. "Money is tight. Both of our families need this. I am on board, as long as every one agrees to it. I'll have no one forced into anything. Sally agrees also." Jim glared a Sally. Sally cried softly as she bowed her head. She cried for her daughters lost innocence. She knew that it had been gone for a long time. She allowed herself to accept it. "Good. We film tonight. It'll be a screen test for Frank. It will be fun for us. I have brought some equipment up from storage. We'll set up in the bed room. One roving camera. Two stationary cameras. Go set it up." "Yes Ma'am." Lucy walked over to Sally. "You look like the end of the world has happened. Serve Frank. It will relax both of you for the film. Frank dear. Your servant is awaiting your command." Lucy sat back down. She masturbated as she watched. She would be aroused for the film. She always masturbated without allowing herself any relief before she went before the cameras. She always filmed better when her passion was raised. Her sparkling eyes always filmed well. Frank was beyond happy. He was beaming. He had looked at Sally and her daughter many times, with lust in his eyes. He blushed just a little bit, when he thought about the times he had looked at his sister the same way. Frank picked up the whip as if he had always carried one when he had sex. He had never held one before this weekend. He had few sexual experiences in his life. He was sure he would have to tell Lucy, some of those sexual experiences were with Melody. Some of the late night sounds of sex Lucy had heard in the house, were from Melody receiving his lust. She was quite passionate. It had excited him even more knowing his sister was lying in the bed next to them, masturbating as they fucked. He was sure Melody would agree to all of this. He looked forward to fucking her again. He looked forward to the time he would hold a whip in his hand as he did. Right now Sally would have to do. Frank found it easy to slip into the role of the manor lord. His sexual fantasies were usually in the form of domination and force. He had never fantasized about a whip. His fantasies had been close. He took Sally's mouth without foreplay or preparation. He just started fucking her mouth, as he used the whip on her. He loved seeing her in bondage. Her helplessness excited him. He fucked her as if he owned her. He watched her passion raise. He covered her ass and back with thin red lines of pain. He pulled her from the floor. He put her face down across the padded arm of the couch. He took her with a full deep thrust. Sally's hips became alive. Her vagina was wet and active. He fucked her for his own pleasure. It was his right. He was the lord of the manor. As his orgasm approached, he remembered Lucy's instruction to never waste a cum shot. Sally was near her orgasm. She crested, just before Frank pulled from her. He pulled her to her knees. Frank watched Lucy masturbate. He used his hand to jack off into Sally's mouth. He was fucking Lucy with his eyes as he brought his orgasm on. When he ejaculated, he covered Sally's face with the white milky fluid. Sally wanted to masturbate. She was still hot. She could only whimper in her need. Frank smeared her face with his cum. Lucy found a small orgasm against her will. Frank's powerful dominate energy, took it from her. She had been unable to break eye contact. Or, to stop her hands. The orgasm had not taken away the sparkle of arousal from her eyes. She relaxed for only a moment. Frank's domination of her just now, scared Lucy a bit. Right now, she was in full control of the situation. She hoped that she could remain in control. Stallions are not always easy to control. "Frank let her loose. Both of you bathe. Sally do your hair and makeup. Use a lot. You will be under the lights tonight. "Yes mistress." Lucy went to frank. She kissed him deeply. Her kiss was one of a lover. There was no mother in her kiss, or the caress of her body against Frank. Sally left the room, as Lucy sank to her knees before Frank. He was young. She knew that he could preform many times in a night. Lucy wanted him to preform a longer time tonight, for the camera. She guided him back to the couch as she sucked his soft cock. He sat back. He was in heaven. Lucy talked to him, as she pleasured his cock back to an erection. "I know you want Betty. She is so hot. I've seen you look at her. Help me with her seduction. You can fuck her often. She'll feel good to you, underneath your body. Her lips will feel good on your cock. She'll beg for more. She's my daughter. I know she'll beg. She'll orgasm while she begs." Franks erection had returned fully. Lucy sucked him like a pro. She was a pro. She felt good inside. The ragged need of Frank's youthful lust was calming down. He would do good in the film. Lucy expertly raised him up to completion. He started to ejaculate. She pulled her mouth from him. She felt the hot sticky semen hit her face. She caught some in her mouth. She sucked him without swallowing any of it. There was a strand of it connecting his erection to her mouth. She looked up at him with a contented smile. Lucy's Family Business "Never waste a cum shot. Even with me." "Yes ma'am." CHAPTER They all met in the bedroom. Lucy and Sally were made up. Their hair was neatly done. The bedroom was filled with photo lights. Jim walked around with a light meter as he made final adjustments of the lights. Lucy made up Franks face. Much to his displeasure. The makeup kept his skin from shining. Lucy also lined his eyes and darkened his lashes. His eyes became alive with the light makeup. It was not effeminate even out of the photo lights. Lucy was still in charge. "This is a simple plot. Modern dress. Modern setting. Frank holds the mortgage on the house. He has sent papers to Sally to evict her. She is pleading to save her house. He wants her and her services, as his whore. I'm one of his whores. He makes me serve him, and turn tricks for him. I'm his personal servant. I must please him, or I'll be evicted also. Frank will be on set. I'll lead Sally onto the set." Lucy went to frank. She kissed him deeply. His passion and his erection, had both risen. "Frank, become your role. Be the evil landlord. Enjoy the power you have over us both. Use me to show her what you expect. Make her serve you completely. You must have no heart. You enjoy both subservience and violation. Have no mercy on her, or her plight. Your pleasure is all that matters. I know you can do it. Do not act. Become." "Sally. Look sharp, you are coming to talk to your landlord. You are begging him for mercy. Your dress is simple and modest. You know where the costumes are. Most of them will fit. You have not gained much weight. Film call five minutes." Lucy was dressed already. Her only addition to her costume, was her thin silk robe. She would change shoes when the film was done. When she was alone with frank. She shivered, just thinking about it. She used the time to drink and masturbate. She refused to allow her body to find an orgasm. When she was finished, she was a little loose from the alcohol. She was raging with her need. The idea of being in front of the camera again, excited her further. Lucy was ready. She knew that Sally would be ready. She hoped that Frank would be ready also. It would work if he was not camera shy. Frank was seated on a chair by the bed. He had drank some alcohol. He seemed relaxed. Lucy hoped for the best, as she led Sally onto the set. She took no thought of the camera. Jim was an artist. "Mrs smith to see you sir." Lucy led Sally to Frank. She knelt next to Frank. She allowed her robe to fall open, as she knelt by the chair. Lucy flushed with excitement. Her vagina was open and wet. She was always like this when she filmed. "Mrs smith, how good to see you. You are probably here about your eviction notice." "Yes sir. I don't have the money to pay you. Please, give me some more time." "I can't do that. It's unfortunate that you have fallen on hard times. I'm a business man. Unless you can pay, you'll have to vacate." Sally began to cry. She had always been good at that. "Please sir, I beg you. Please don't evict me. My family has no place to go." Frank began to fondle Lucy. He pushed the robe off of her shoulders. Lucy's breasts were completely bared. Her corset held them up high. Her cleavage was deep. Mrs Jones had the same problem. I helped her out by giving her a job. I could be persuaded to help you out also. Mrs Jones is very cooperative." Frank pulled Lucy up on her knees by her hair. Lucy pulled out his erection. She began to suck it. Sally began to cry as she watched. "Please sir. I can't do that." "You'll kneel before me. You'll pleasure me. If you do it well, I'll give you a job as my whore." "Please sir. I'm not a whore." "You will be my whore tonight, or the sheriff will be at your door tomorrow morning." Frank reached out and grabbed her hair. He pulled her to her knees. He was grinning as he fondled her breasts through her thin dress. "In fact I insist. I'll have you now. Mrs Jones will testify that you propositioned me. She'll swear that you are a professional whore. I'll fuck you now. I'll get your permission afterwords." Frank pushed Lucy from his erection. He pulled Sally's head to his erection as she struggled. Lucy stood up. She was grinning. "I'll help her sir. She is just a little shy. She'll get into it, as soon as she has been properly warmed to the job. Lucy stood behind Sally, with the whip in her hand. She lifted Sally's skirt. She lashed at Sally's thinly covered ass. Lucy spoke in crisp commands. She used the whip on Sally. "Suck him bitch. Use your mouth. You're a whore right now. You're my masters whore. It'll be easier for you to agree to work for my master, after you have already served him. He'll take what virtue you think you have, as he took mine." Frank was totally into his pleasure. He was fucking her mouth. Sally was still struggling, as her mouth was being violated. Lucy continued to use her whip. "I'll beat you, until you serve my master. Sally continued to struggle as she cried. The pain became to much for her. She began to use her mouth. Frank used her mouth for his pleasure. "That's better. Keep up the good work, my pretty whore." Frank was lost in his passion. He rose to his orgasm. He took satisfaction in ejaculating onto Sally's face. He smeared it around her face before he returned his softening erection to her mouth. He received his pleasure from her tears, as his erection softened. He pushed her away from him. She lay on her side crying. "Get her naked. Make her do it." "Yes master." Lucy stood over the crying woman. Lucy smiled down at Sally. "Bitch. I hope you are hard to convince. I love the sounds of screams. I love to see your tears. Lucy was masturbating as she spoke. Lucy pulled her hand from her wet vagina. She squatted down next to Sally. Lucy pushed her fingers into Sally's mouth. "Get used to the taste, bitch. You'll eat a lot of pussy. My master likes to watch. It turns him on. Sally turned her head. She was sobbing as she snapped. "Leave my alone. I won't do it." Lucy stood up. She used her whip with furry. She masturbated as she did. Her blows covered the fallen woman. Sally's thin clothes a did little to mute the blows. "Get on your knees before your master, bitch. Sit up straight, or very soon you'll be unable to do so. He'll fuck you either way. My master's lust will not be denied." The pain was to much for Sally. She had to obey. Sally was sobbing as she knelt up. "Please sir. Please don't do this." Frank stroked his soft cock. It began to swell, as he heard her pleas. He was completely into his roll. There was no sympathy in him. He had only lust in his eyes. "You beg well. You'll beg more, before this night is done. You beg for you virtue now. You'll beg for your violation soon." Lucy slashed Sally across her bare legs. "Strip bitch. A whore with clothes on, is of no value." Sally could no longer stand the pain. "Please stop hitting me. I'll do it. Please." Lucy slashed at her. "Smile while you do. Bitch." Sally tried to smile as she unbuttoned her dress. Her hands were trembling. She had problems with the buttons. Frank was leering at her. "Let me help you." Frank tore her dress open with a flourish. Lucy slid the dress from Sally's shoulders. Lucy began to use the whip again. "Take off the bra. Show my master your tits. Offer them to his mouth. Do it now, bitch. You'll be screaming soon, if you do not. My master will find as much excitement in your screams, as he will with your tits." Sally removed her bra. She knelt up. She offered Frank her naked breasts. Frank roughly fondled one of them, as he sucked the other one. Frank nipped her nipples, and the tender globes of her breasts. Sally whimpered with pain. She tried to pull away. Lucy stood behind her. She held Sally in place. Frank's voice was filled with passion. His voice was a harsh command. "Beg me to be gentle. If you do. I might be nice. I'll be as nice, as your begging is." Sally began to beg. Her tears were flowing down her cheeks. "Please be gentle. I'll do any thing you say. Please don't hurt me anymore." "Kiss me bitch. Kiss me now." Lucy used her whip on Sally's bare back. "Obey my master. Do it now." Sally knelt up. She kissed Frank. Her kiss was gentle and full. She broke the kiss. Frank slapped her. "Bitch. I'm not your lover. I am your master. Kiss me like a whore. You'll earn your money tonight. Your wet pussy will buy you one more month in your house." Sally was defeated. She knelt up and kissed Frank with all the passion she could muster. Frank accepted her kiss. He made free use of her body as she kissed him. Franks erection was full again. He relaxed back into his chair. "I enjoyed fucking your lovely mouth. Now I'll have a blow job. Every whore is a cock sucker. Suck my cock, whore." Sally was still crying. She was no longer sobbing. She was totally defeated. She lowered her head to his erection. She took it into her mouth. Frank fondled her breasts as she worked. Lucy knelt behind her. Lucy used her hands to masturbate Sally, as she sucked him. Lucy raised Sally's passion. Sally was lost in her lust. She sucked Frank. She rocked her hips. She was flushed with passion. Frank loved his role. He was fully into it. He took pleasure in Sally's passion, and her mouth. Frank rose to his orgasm. He pulled his erection from her mouth as he ejaculated onto her face again. He returned his cock to her mouth. Sally sucked it as it softened in her mouth. Lucy came in front of her. She licked the fresh semen from Sally's face. "Get naked for my master. He'll use your wet cunt to find his pleasure. While he rests, you'll entertain him. Stand up bitch." Sally stood up. She stripped her clothes from her body. Lucy stood behind her. She used the whip as she spoke. "Get your hands in your cunt. Get it hot for your master. Make your pussy drip." Sally began to masturbate. She stood before her master. Her legs were open. She was moaning, as her hands worked. Sally was filled with lust. It had been so long, she was ready almost immediately. She found her orgasm. Her screams were ones of pure passion. She could no longer stand. She fell back onto the bed, as she continued to pleasure herself. Lucy slashed her with the whip. "Open your legs to your master. Show him what he is paying for." Sally opened herself to her masters leering eyes. Lucy used her whip on Sally's tender tits." "Beg for his cock. Beg like a whore." Sally began to croon, as she continued to raise her lust. "Master please. Fuck me. I want your cock. I'll be so good for you." Frank was ready. He wanted her. He took what he wanted. He mounted Sally. He fucked her with power and passion. He took no thought of anything, except his own pleasure. Sally was fully charged. She writhed as she found her orgasm. Frank was methodical. He was in no hurry. He fucked her with full strokes. He found pleasure in her passion. He would have loved fucking her just as much without it. He continued fucking Sally, as she found another noisy orgasm. Frank's lust was rising. He would soon be ejaculating. He pulled from her. He grabbed Lucy. He pulled her to him. He ejaculated onto her face. She masturbated him, as he pumped his lust onto her face. He pushed Lucy aside. He picked up the whip. He slashed Sally's tit's. "Clean her up bitch." Sally rolled over. She licked Lucy's face clean. Lucy accepted her service. She kissed Sally deeply. Lucy lay back onto her back. She pulled Sally's face to her vagina. "My turn bitch. Eat my pussy. I need it now." Sally brought Lucy pleasure. Lucy's orgasm was pleasant and full. Lucy shared her pleasure with Frank, through her eyes. Lucy received Sally's service, as a whore. Lucy was in love again. She loved her work. She loved her master, and his whip." Lucy lay back in her afterglow. One by one the lights went off. Jim smiled down at Lucy. "Just like old times babe." Jim pulled Sally up into his arms. "Nice work love. If that doesn't hold you for a while, nothing will." Lucy took Frank into her arms. She kissed him. She held him tight to her. She whispered into his ear. "The night is still young. My young master." CHAPTER Jim packed the equipment. Lucy and Sally cuddled together. Frank helped carry the equipment to the storage. Jim was bubbling with happy. He was sure the film was good. Jim always knew if the film was good or not, before he saw the proofs. He was smiling as he spoke to Lucy. "Great film. Frank has what it takes. I'll process the film. I'll have it on video tape and the film in the vault by mid week. I'll drop it off as soon as I get it. I'm excited about this. We're ready to go. I have a little more money put away. I'll drop it by also. Material girls in a material world, will not be impressed with three hundred and fifty dollars." Frank saw them to the door. When Frank returned, Lucy was changing her shoes. She lowered her head. "When my shoes are buckled around my ankles, you are my lord and master." Lucy picked up the whip. She knelt before Frank. Lucy kissed the whip. She offered it to Frank. She bowed her head. She awaited her masters command. Frank's mind went to the movie he had seen earlier. He was again the lord of the manor. He spoke in a firm voice. "Plead for your virtue. Lucy became her role. Her eyes filled with tears, She plead with a sad voice. "Please master leave me my virtue." "You have no virtue. Any virtue you have is now mine. I'll leave none of it for you." Frank spoke the lines from the movie. He thought of nothing other than having Lucy's virtue completely. He lusted for her ass. The thought of it brought him intense pleasure. Frank pulled Lucy up to him by her hair. He put his lust and desire into his kiss. His kiss was powerful and full. He fondled Lucy intimately, as the kiss deepened. He broke the kiss. He spoke another line from the movie. "You must learn your place, in your masters house." Lucy heard the words. A flush of passion filled her body. She was open and wet. Her lust rose, like a raging beast. Lucy glowed in radiant arousal. She began to cry softly. It had been so long since she had felt the stinging caress, of her master's whip. She longed for it. She ached for it. Her vagina took control of her hips. Her vagina wept tears as her eyes did. Frank stood. He took Lucy's hair in his hand. He pulled her into the bedroom. Frank knelt Lucy in the center of the room. Frank began to paint bright red welts across Lucy's body. Frank was cold in his domination. Intense waves of pleasure filled his mind. He lashed Lucy's body with the whip. His pleasure was full. He whipped her methodically. Lucy screamed out her pain. She was delirious with the sensations. Her pain dissolved into pleasure. Each stripe of the whip, rose her lust higher. All of the sensations merged together, into a blinding flash of pure pleasure. Her orgasm took her body. Her lust took her mind. Lucy lost all control of her body. She lay on the floor. She shook, with convulsive shudders of delight. Frank's pleasure in his domination, turned to lust for Lucy's body. He pulled her body onto the bed. Frank lost all control of himself. He raged with lust. His erection demanded a vagina. His erection took what it wanted. Frank filled Lucy with his erection, and his lust. Lucy's vagina ate it all. Her vagina ate his lust like a ravenous beast, after a successful hunt. Frank fucked Lucy with power and force. Lucy's hips met Franks with the same wild energy. They coupled with no thoughts. There was nothing but their lusts. There lusts mated as completely as their body's did. The room filled with the sights, smells, and emanations of pure raw sexual energy. The shroud of civilized behavior, was ripped from them. There was nothing but sex in the room. Neither one of them resided in their minds. They both floated on a cloud of lust. The cloud exploded into pure pleasure. Their pleasure took them away. Neither Frank or Lucy thought of cum shots. There were no thoughts. There was only raging lust. Frank's orgasm came in ejaculations, deep into Lucy's center. Her vagina drank the infusion, with shudders of pleasure. Lucy was no longer present. She was above her body like a spectator. Lucy and Frank lay in repose, side by side. There only movement came from little waves of pleasure, that rippled through their bodies. Frank found his consciousness first. His sexual lust had been soothed. His desire to completely dominate Lucy, had grown. He lusted for her ass. His lust resided in his mind. His lust for complete domination took his hand. He used his whip lightly across Lucy's body. The first slash brought Lucy firmly into her head. The second lash brought Lucy into her body. The lashes were like the caress of a young lover. Frank caressed every part of Lucy's body with the whip. Lucy cried out in pain, as Frank laid red stripes across the insides of her thighs. Lucy spread her legs further. She opened her self completely, to her master's whip. Lucy was in total lust. Frank's erection returned, full and fresh. His erection rose from his domination and control. Lucy knew where this was leading to. She had written the script so long ago. Lucy reached over to the drawer beside the bed. She pulled out a tube of lubrication. She knelt before Frank. Her head was bowed. She offered the lubrication to Frank. "For my masters pleasure." "On your knees, whore. I'll have all of you." Lucy knelt in the middle of the bed. She lay her head on the bed. Her ass was open to Frank's lustful gaze. Her ass was available for his use. Frank greased up Lucy's ass, and his erection. He was fully conscious of his power. He was not controlled by blinding lust. He was methodical in his violation of his servant. He was the lord of the manor. He took what was his. His pleasure was complete. The violation of his servant was neither sexual need nor desire. Frank's pleasure came from total domination, and control, of his servant. It was his right. He was the lord of the manor. Lucy's pleasure was sexual. It was deeply sexual. Her submission was sexual. Her pain was sexual. She was washed by waves of lust. She wanted her violation . She wanted it with every fiber of her being. Frank took her fully. He was not filled with need. He took her with full consciousness. He was in full control. He fucked her, as he had lashed her. It was for his pleasure alone. Waves of passion and pleasure consumed him. Lucy screamed in her pain and pleasure. Frank fucked slowly. There was no ragged edge to his lust. His mind controlled his erection. He fucked for complete domination, of the woman beneath him. His pleasure was the only thing in his mind. Frank's erection slowly took control of his mind. Franks lust of domination, slid into sexual passion. Frank's erection swelled, as his lust came to fruition. His orgasm was powerful and complete. His pleasure was full. He ejaculated deep into Lucy's bowels. Lucy began her orgasm with the first blinding flash of pain, as Frank's erection breached her tight ass muscle. Her orgasm rolled in waves, as Frank violated her ass. One wave of pleasure subsided as another grew. She had no control of her body, or her will. She belonged to Frank. Her body was for his pleasure. Her ass was for his use. Lucy was fully content. She lay helpless in her service to Frank. She was deeply in love with her husband, her lover, her son. They both fell into a contented sleep. Their passion was stilled. Their lust had been satisfied. Their sleep was restful. They both smiled in their sleep. They were content. CHAPTER Lucy woke to an empty bed. She felt cheated again. She knew that Frank had gone to work. She found a raging orgasm in her bed. She found another one in her bath.