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Family Ritual

By: james1feb



Hello everyone. My name is James and let me narrate to you a story which happened to me last year. I had come home for my summer break and was enjoying my vacations at home, when one day one of our relatives called up my dad and asked for me to visit his place for some ritual. This relative of mine lived in a village nearby and had the couple themselves and 4 daughters in their family. Out of the 4, 3 were already married and I had heard that they have fixed the last one's marriage being due after like 6 months, in the winter. When I enquired with my dad about the ritual, he just said, it's because they fixed up the younger daughter's marriage so they have this ritual to be conducted by the cousin brother who is still not married. 

I didn't bother too much and decided to go in the next day in the morning itself. I did call up the relative about my coming tomorrow and reached to his place the next day at around 9-9.30am. 

His name was Rakesh, in his sixties, his wife Ramila was in her fifties and their 3 other married daughters, all of them in their late twenties or early thirties, were there on summer vacations with 2 kids. I think the elder 2 sisters had one child each. All of them welcomed me in their living room and gave me light breakfast and tea. We chatted for a while and then Rakesh uncle told me to come with him to his shop, where he needed to talk about something. I left with Rakesh uncle to his shop which was not too far from his house. 

Uncle -- I would really like to thank you for coming over for the ritual.

Me -- There's no need to thank me. It's totally fine.

Uncle -- So, did your dad explain to you about the ritual?

Me -- No, not really. What is it?

Uncle -- OK, so as you know, my younger daughter Krupa's marriage has been fixed with XYZ. And, we have this ritual in our family that a cousin brother who is not married, would deflower the to-be bride before the marriage. So, we want you to spend time with Krupa and show her the joy of making love. 

Me -- (Shocked and laughing) Are you serious or is this is a joke of somekind? Is this really a family ritual?

Uncle -- Yes, beta. Everyone in the family has gone through this. 

Me -- So, what happened during your other daughters?

Uncle -- Your elder cousins, Ajay and Vijay did the others. But because they are married, they can't do the ritual. 

Me -- OMG, how come no one ever told me about this ritual ever?

Uncle -- It is a ritual which is followed from generations where, we don't send virgin brides for the marriage. 

Me -- ok, got it uncle. I'll do it, but doesn't Krupa know about all this.

(I am not in touch with Krupa as such but I have only chatted with her, here and there)

Uncle -- Ha beta, she knows about the ritual, but we haven't told her about you and the ritual taking place today. 

Me -- Ok. Got it uncle.

Uncle -- So beta, I want you to go home where your aunty would help you and you can complete the ritual. I'll see you later in the day then. 

I reached home and aunty called me inside the house and shut the main door. They have a house with one room on the top and rest everything on the ground floor. 

Aunty -- Just wait here in the living room. Have uncle told you everything about the ritual?

Me -- Yea, I think so. 

Aunty -- OK. I want you to go take a royal bath and freshen up first. The girls are going to help you.

The three sisters, who were in their salwar-suits, showed me the way to the bathroom for the royal bath. There I got to know that there was this ritual where these sisters have to wash me clean before the act. So, all three of them entered in the bathroom with me. I was a little ashamed to get naked in front of all of them; hence, I decided to be in my undies and sat on the stool in the bathroom. The eldest sister started by dropping warm water on me after some mantra and then the others followed her. After that, all of them took soap and started cleaning different parts of my body. The elder sister cleaned my front part, including my face, neck, chest, stomach and armpits. The 2nd sister had my back, including my hair, back and my arms. The youngest of them, had my thighs and legs. I was soo turned on by all this, that i was having a hard on now. The younger sister saw it and started giggling. The elder sister too it as a clue and said both the other sisters to move out. 

The elder sister shut the door and came back to me, sat on the wet floor, and started caressing my hard cock above my undies. 

Elder sister -- don't tell anyone about this. 

She removed my cock out and started sucking it. I was feeling on the top of the world. After getting a 2-3 min blowjob from the elder sister, the other sister came in and the elder sister walked out. She did the same, blowing my cock. I even caressed her boobs while she was at my cock. Then, when the third sister walked in and I asked her to get naked before the blowjob as both her sisters did it. She didn't hesitate and got naked and started blowing me like anything. I caressed her boobs, pussy and her asshole before she came and then we stopped. She wore the clothes and then all three sisters were back in the bathroom. They cleaned all the water from my body using the towel and then was taken out of the bathroom naked. 

Aunty was ready with some plate with a diya, flower and a glass of water. Aunty was plump, with big boobs, big ass and long hair. She was wearing a yellow sari with yellow blouse. 

She came to me and started saying some mantras and rotating the plate in circle around my face. After that she threw the flowers on me. 

Aunty -- Let me tell you something about ritual. You can make any rules anytime and demand for anything while being here. 

Saying this she grabbed my penis with my pant and started caressing it. 

Me -- really? 

Aunty started blowing my penis with her right hand. Then she took that water in the glass and cleaned my penis. I grabbed her left breast in my right hand and placed my lips on hers. She didn't even know how to smooch, so we were like that for a while after which, she pushed me and asked me to go upstairs. Before I go upstairs, the girls came with a red dhoti which I was supposed to wear before going upstairs. While I wear my dhoti, Aunty comes back with a plate full of condoms and offered me to take as many as I want. I took a half a dozen for the sake of it, when she said -- Make sure that the first time you enter her, it's without the condom, it's a ritual. 

I smiled and climbed the stairs upstairs. They have made this upper compartment of wood, just as an extension and utilization of space. There was a parda and when i entered in, Krupa was reading something on the bed. She was in only white gagra-choli with nothing inside and open hair. She looked nervous when i first saw her there. Krupa is 5'7, 60 kgs thin girl with her hair going till her bum. She greeted me with a smile and so did I and moved towards her. 

Me -- So, do you know why I am here today?

Krupa -- Not really, my sisters told me that it's a ritual

Me -- I have bought something sweet for you, which is it. 

Krupa -- ohh, is that it?

Me -- Yea, but to have it, you have to do something.

Krupa -- whats that?

I went close to her, held her face with both my hands and placed my lips on hers. She tried pushing me to start with, but then got into the flow and started responding. I moved my hands down and pushed her gagra down, making her naked from the bottom while kissing her. She started trembling. I slowly moved below to her neck and went behind her kissing her neck. She was feeling the heat and I moved my hands towards her back to open her choli and make her nude. As soon as her choli came off, she ran towards the bed taking a dupatta, lying there. She lay on the bed on one side, folding her legs and covered herself with the dupatta. She was shy. I moved slowly towards her, and pulled the dupatta off her. She moved further into a shrink out of shyness. I caught both her legs in both my hands and opened her up to take a look at her pussy. She had a lot of pubic hair out there. I got myself on the bed, opened my dhoti and laid myself on top of her. I used my right hand to position myself towards her pussy and pushed my penis inside her in one shot. She screamed out really loud and I let my penis in there for a while as it is. She had a few tears rolling from her eyes. Aunty, quickly ran upstairs to see us.

Aunty -- hey, what happened, is everything alrite?

Me -- If you come upstairs again without being called, I'll fuck the shit out of you first. Just get lost.

And she just left. I looked back at Krupa and saw blood coming out of her pussy. I started the fcuking motion before Krupa starts reacting with blood coming out. The pain for her was turning into a pleasure and she was enjoying the fuck, moaning and trembling like anything. Kissing is something which helped me gain trust with her and make her believe that all is good. She started reacting to my smooches and later to the fucking motion. After about 7-8 mins of fucking in missionary, I got up and lifted her up to stand up on the floor. Both of us were naked. I started smooching her again and she started reaching. Then I went down to her boobs and sucked them alternately. She caressed my chest and then started caressing my hair and back. We went back to smooching, before getting her on all fours and entering her from behind. She was trembling and mourning at the same time. She was enjoying herself as the pleasure was kicking in. I kept slapping her huge bums which turned red in no time and then used her shoulder or hair to control the fucking. 

After about 6 mins of fucking, I pulled my cock out and started sucking her pussy. She had already cum 2-3 times and her cum was delicious. While sucking her pussy, I moved slowly towards her asshole, when she shouted -- Please don't enter there. Its a request. 

I moved back to the pussy, but wanted to know why said that

Me -- Why? What happened?

Krupa -- One of our brothers, entered my elder sister in there during the same ritual, and she couldn't walk properly for a week. I am really scared of bearing that much pain. My mom said that this ritual is to impress Kaam Dev, who are you and you, can give any orders or make any rules as you like while you are here.

Me -- Thats ok, I wont enter your ass don't worry.

By this time, both of us were horny and I was about to come. I told her how to give a blowjob and she performed above expectations, blowing my nut and I sprayed my cum on her breasts. Both of us just lied on our backs next to each other, waiting to rest before the next round. 

Just then, Aunty came upstairs again with some food. Even though I was hungry, I was upset with the way, she just comes upstairs disturbing me. 

Me -- What the fuck is this? I told you not to come here unless called.

Aunty -- I am sorry beta. I just wanted both of you to eat something.

Me -- you'll have to pay for it. Come here, and give me a blowjob. 

Krupa and I sat up and were having food, while Aunty was sucking my dick. I was hard within no time and really wanted to fuck someone. 

Me -- Aunty, quickly remove your clothes, get naked, put a condom on my cock and sit on it. 

She quietly followed the orders, uses her mouth to put the condom on and then used her right hand to guide the cock in the correct hole. I smooched her and her breasts while she was going up and down. Krupa, after finishing the food, changed the bedsheets which were red due to the blood from her hymen. She was horny too and was now on my side ensuring I get the maximum pleasure. She brought a colgate toothpaste and started entering her mom's asshole and making it big using her fingers while she was being fucked in the pussy. Aunty came many times. Then, I got her into doggy style and entered her ass directly in one go. Aunty screamed loudly too and I asked Krupa to control. She started smooching her mom and fondling her breasts. This was too horny for me to keep going. 

Hearing Aunty voice, Uncle came upstairs to see me fucking his wife and his daughter kissing her. 

Me -- Hey, Why are you here?

Uncle -- I was just ensuring if everything is ok. 

Me -- Everything is ok. 

Uncle -- ok then, i'll go.

Me -- Listen, go downstairs and get my iphone from my trousers.

While he did that, we three were still in our flow.

Me -- ok, now take a video of us three in the iphone from all the angles possible.

Uncle quietly did that. He was hard within no time looking at his wife being fucked by someone else. Krupa was horny too and she grabbed her father cock from above his pants while he was videographing. Krupa, zip opened his pants and took his cock in her mouth and started blowing him. After 2-3 mins, Uncle couldn't control and came in Krupa's mouth. Krupa, went to the washroom to clean herself and uncle gave his tool to aunty to suck. I was about to cum, hence I increased my speed and came in her asshole. It was late in the evening by then. Hence, I got freshened up with an erotic bath with Krupa in the bathroom. 

Me -- Uncle, now that the ritual is done, can i take your permission to leave and wish all of you best of luck for the future.

Uncle -- I think, its too late for you to travel in the night with crazy drivers driving in the night and you being really tired with the day's workout. I suggest you to stay the night.

Me -- Ok uncle as you wish.

All of us ate dinner and later were just chit-chatting about the day's happenings. I showed all of them the video which uncle shot. The kids were fast asleep. Watching the video, the other sisters were jealous and really wanted to enjoy this discrete sexual experience. They asked if I would be up for a game. 

Me -- I don't mind, until it doesn't hurt anyone's sentiments and rituals.

Elder sister -- pooja, early 30s, big boobs, petite with long hair till her hips. Has a son

Middle sister -- Reena, late 20s, average boobs, about 5'8, with medium hair.

3rd sister -- Rita, around 27, average boobs, medium height, with medium hair.

Pooja -- ok then, we would have two bowls, one filled with chits of one of the girls' names including aunty and krupa and the second one filled with chits of fantasies which the girls have. Every incident would be recorded by the rest of the girls and once, everyone assembles, we go for the next round. 

Within no time the bowls were ready and we were ready for the game. Uncle, picked up the chit from first bowl and it was Pooja. The second bowl had "threesome with mom" written on it. Uncle, aunty and Pooja, moved on one side of the hall. Next was my turn. I had Reena and some specific scene from kamasutra mentioned there. Krupa was our designated videographer and Rita was theirs. My uncle, aunty and Pooja, went upstairs with Rita. 

I went towards Reena, and asked her about the pose. She said, it was not given by her, but it was her mother's handwriting. I smiled and lifted her to stand up with me. She was in a Punjabi suit with her hair tied behind. I moved my hands to her hips, slapped her and then pulled her towards me. I kept my lips on hers and she didn't hesitate in responding. While kissing, we removed each other's clothes within no time and were ready to get into action. I came down to her boobs through her neck and she started saying stuff about how her husband doesn't suck her boobs. I pushed her to get on her knees and guided my half erect penis into her mouth. She did it just fine. After which I pushed her on her back and took a good look at her hairy pussy. I wanted to make sure its lubricated before the intercourse, hence I inserted my finger to find her pussy soaking wet. Now, I knew she was ready for the real game.

I asked her to lift her legs in the air, I put on a condom and move my penis in her tight pussy. After the intercourse, I ask her to put her legs behind my hips and I hugged her such that I am sucking her boobs. I lifted her so that we were in the sitting position. This was the pose that was asked for. Both of us were new to this hence, we gave our extra energy to make sure each of us enjoyed. I started thrusting her harder and harder and she kept on saying good things about me and bad things about her husband. Both of us were least bothered about we being taped and Krupa being present there. After a good 15-20 mins fuck, with a lot of sweat, I came in the condom itself which ended our session. Both of us went to the bathroom to refresh ourselves and then waited for Uncle and gang to complete their session.

They came down after a good 30 mins while Reena, Krupa and myself were hydrating ourselves. Within, no time, the girls were ready for the next round. Uncle picked up a chit of Rita and threesome with Uncle and me with no taping. It was Pooja, who wrote this down. Rita, didn't bother as she was the only one left to get a penis in her. We three went upstairs and got into action within no time. Rita, was so desperate and wet that, she wanted us to directly start fucking her. Uncle started humping her pussy, while she was blowing my tool. After after 5 mins, uncle laid down on his back and Rita sat on his cock. I pushed Rita on uncle and without asking, just inserted my penis in her tiny tight asshole. It was her first time and she screamed like anything. Both of us didn't stop and started speeding up. We changed into multiple positions to service all her holes. 

When we came down after the session, all the ladies were doing their lesbian act, sucking each other off. Uncle and I were exhausted by then; hence we decided to call it a night. I left the next day.

I was a great time which I had and I hope you guys liked it. 

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Family Rituals Ch. 01



Copyright 2006
Written by Powerone and SummerElizabeth8

Chapter 1: The Marriage Proposal

She had thought it was good news, and wasn't even sure how she ended up in this position. Her parents had always been strict, not strict in the same sense that others used it, but strict in the sense of corporal punishment. And it wasn't just her, but also her mother, hearing her Mother Teresa's sobbing and pleading through her walls late at night while she grew up. It seemed that only her brother was spared, two years older then she was, in college now. She accepted it, but never mentioned it to her friends, sure they would not understand.

She was so excited, she rushed into the house and blurted out the good news to her mother and father in the living room. "Evan asked me to marry him. And I accepted." She saw the look on her fathers face. "He'll be over to ask for my hand in matrimony tonight Daddy." She had just graduated from high school, Evan being her boyfriend for the last two years. They had been dating exclusively. Her parents had instilled a strict morality in her, and they had never progressed past first base. She was a virgin at eighteen, almost a relic of the past. But Amanda had learned that you didn't disobey your parents, especially her Father. Even in high school she often found herself thrown over her Fathers lap, punished by his large, powerful hand as he spanked her butt, her Mother standing meekly by, unknown to Amanda that her Mother would have to be available after the spanking to alleviate her Fathers aroused state. She even shut out of her mind the feeling of his hard cock beneath her lap as he spanked her, her squirming doing little more then to aggravate his obvious arousal. She always blamed herself for the state he was in.

Now she found herself again over his lap, his hard cock pushing into her stomach as she squirmed beneath his hand as he slapped her ass cheeks hard. Evan had come over, asking for her hand in marriage, and her Father graciously gave it. But then she and her mother were quickly ushered out of the room, her Father and Evan in a private discussion. She didn't know what was said, but Evan left without saying a thing to her, leaving Amanda confused and worried.

Her mother called her into her Father's study, a large room that reeked of male dominance, wood furniture and bookshelves smelling of polish, stale cigar smoke permeated the cloth furniture, animal heads gracing the walls testifying to the ferocity of the owner of the room. Her Father was waiting for her, sitting in the large heavy chair that out of place in the middle of the room, and Amanda instantly knew its purpose.

"Did I displease you Daddy?"

"You never displease me Amanda. You are forever my little girl. You just have never been explained the family rituals that were handed down by generations. It is time you learned your place in life. I have spoken to Evan and he has agreed to the terms of your marriage. It is as much for his benefit as for your training. But first a spanking is necessary to get you into the correct frame of reference. Come, over my lap. You know what is expected of you." He motioned her over to him, watching her as she did. She had grown up to be a beautiful girl, just as her mother was. A lovely pair of tits danced delightfully beneath the cashmere sweater she was wearing, full hips, and a lovely pert ass that would make his cock jerk in pleasure as he spanked the muscled cheeks. And he yearned to see the treasures between her legs, her mother guaranteeing that her pussy was shaved bald, highlighting the full mound that he had been promised. He had to hold back the groan when her soft body spread over his lap, his cock jerking to attention as she settled on top of him.

She felt it beneath her, his hard cock jerking against her, unable to stop squirming as she tried to get comfortable, knowing that she was the cause of his discomfort. She deserved to be punished, she knew she should not have accepted Evan's marriage proposal until her Father had given his permission. She finally stopped moving, feeling the familiar touch of her Father's hand on her ass, never even considering the fact that it was unnatural. After all, her Mother was standing near her, watching as her Father prepared her. She felt his hand clench onto one of her cheeks, squeezing it as if he were checking it for ripeness for the spanking. His hand moved to the other side, sliding along her crack, her cheeks clenched tightly together. He had never done this before.

"Don't tighten your cheeks on me!" He slapped one cheek hard, the sound ringing out in the room, the pain taking a moment to reach her brain. He felt her jerk beneath him, a tiny cry escaping from her lips. But she surrendered, feeling her cheeks loosen, his hands eager to explore her flesh. 

She felt his hands return to run over her ass cheeks, one cheek still stinging from the blow. His hands seemed to explore her butt, moving from one side to the other, clenching on and off of her cheeks. She felt his hands slide along her crease, pulling them apart, and Amanda, grateful that she was at least still fully clothed, embarrassed as she felt the tug on her anus. She felt a finger push into her skirt, sliding along her crease, the pressure pushing down until she felt it stop on her anus, a strange tingling in her tiny hole as it began to spasm uncontrollably. She looked at her Mother but all she got back was a stern look. He had never touched her like this before. It confused her, yet at the same time she felt a degree of arousal between her legs, a wetness. She had never even masturbated before, a strict taboo, the threat of punishment always in the back of her mind. When Evan had stroked her breasts, making her nipples hard as a rock she felt her panties get wet with desire, fighting the urge to let his hands explore between her legs. But always the image of her Father was etched in her brain, not quenching her desires, only limiting her actions. Now it was his hands that were arousing her, her mind fighting the conflicting emotions. She was brought back to reality with a sharp slap to her other cheek, her butt arching up before settling back down. His cock felt harder and bigger as she squirmed again, his hands rubbing her ass as if encouraging her salacious behavior. 

He enjoyed the way she rubbed up against him, his hard cock jerking in pleasure as his daughter began the slow masturbation of his cock. When she slowed down again, he would slap her until she began again, enjoying the lovely sight of her luscious cheeks moving up and down on his lap. He let her slide down a bit, her mound now over his cock, making it jerk in pleasure against her. He slapped her again, this time hitting each cheek in succession, watching as she danced on his lap. His hand began to move over her ass again, rubbing harder, pushing her down on his cock, sliding her side to side in a gentle masturbation.

Her Father slid her lower, feeling her sex pushed against his cock. It was huge, growing as Amanda turned red in shame for making her Father so aroused. His hands were moving more urgently on her ass, making her move side to side, a slap to her ass enforcing her obedience. His slaps to her ass became less frequent as she began to get into the rhythm he wanted of her, a strange desire between her legs making her tingle strangely. Her sex was pushed against his hard cock, rubbing her on her clit, the tiny pleasure button that she avoided like the plague, sure that if she had rubbed it she would cum, the punishment too shameful for her to even fathom. Now her Father seemed to be intentionally doing it to her at the same time she felt his cock rubbing against her. Would he make her cum? She moved her hips more urgently now, sliding back and forth, feeling his cock jerk in pleasure as she did. She pressed harder, his hard cock sliding back and forth over her clit as she shook in pleasure, her body betraying her. She felt his hands on her ass pulling her cheeks apart again, her muscles relaxed as she let her Father have his way with her, knowing that he would do what was best for her. "MMMM," she moaned, unable to control herself any longer as his finger slid along her crease until his finger pushed on her anus, driving her sex harder onto his cock. She held her breath as it moved back and forth over her anus, feeling the uncontrollable clenching of her anus as she was touched so intimately by her Father. She looked at her Mother, a smile on her face as she watched her rubbing salaciously against her Father. The finger on her anus seemed to drive into her, even separated by her skirt and panties she felt her anus slowly stretching open under his probing. She humped her Father's cock, pumping up and down, no longer caring how it looked. All she cared about was the burning desire between her legs, the only way it could be quenched was by the intimate rubbing against her Father's hard cock. She was panting now, unable to control her emotions, grunting in lust as her Father's hand controlled her movements, back and forth over his cock. It jerked and shook beneath her, her brow wet, as she humped him like a dog in heat.

"Yes Amanda. Can you feel the lust between your legs? Let yourself go. Cum as you rub against me." He was ready to cum, fighting back the delightful feeling that his own daughter induced when her young body rubbed against him. He wanted her to cum when he did.

He had said it, the words making it easier for her to perform, anything to make her Father pleased with her. He wanted her to have an orgasm, Amanda bracing for her first as she humped up and down on his cock, her Father telling her it was all right. She wanted to please him, hoping that she was doing it right, hoping that he would cum also. "Like that Daddy?" She pushed down hard on his cock, jerking her hips from side to side as she felt his cock jumping beneath her. Her clit seemed swollen in lust, and Amanda wished she were naked rubbing against him, wanting to feel his hot flesh against her naked sex. How sinful it was, masturbating her Father as her Mother watched. And approved, smiling as Amanda panted in lust. It seemed almost natural when it hit her like a ton of bricks, her body shaking and shuddering as if she were having a heart attack. She thought she peed her panties, her pussy gushing as she came. She jerked up and down so hard she thought she had hurt him, his head thrown back as if in pain, his mouth open as he cried out. Then she felt his cock jerking beneath her, it suddenly dawning on her, he was cumming. And she was doing it. Then next orgasm came crashing down on her, her nipples so sensitive they felt as though they would burst, her thighs pressed tightly together, another release of her pent up lust rushing from her body. Her panties felt drenched in her juices.

He couldn't hold out any longer, cumming in his pants, filling his shorts with his hot cum, wishing it was Amanda's mouth or her virgin pussy that was receiving his seed. He felt her orgasm rocking her untrained body, and delighted in the fact that this was her first of many that he would induce in her. He began to stroke her back and ass gently as she came down from the explosive orgasm that shook her body. "Good girl Amanda. You came so nicely for Daddy. And you should be so proud the way you made me cum. As good as your Mother." He patted her ass as she tried to catch her breath.

She never felt anything like it before, her body still shaken, not sure she could even stand. She was grateful as her Father petted her and purred into her ears his encouragement feeling so proud of herself. Even her Mother's smile beamed from ear to ear. "I never felt anything like that before Daddy. Thank you." He finally let her get up, standing in front of him on her shaky legs.

"I had a talk with Evan about your marriage. While I agreed to it, there are some family rituals that must be honored before you can consummate your marriage. He has agreed to my stipulations."

"Family rituals. I don't understand Daddy."

"Just as your Mother and her Mother did, the family believes that the daughter must be trained sexually for your new husband. He does not have the experience or ability to train a virgin in the manner that she needs to fulfill her wifely duties. For generations this has fallen to the Father and I will take the mantle of tradition and indoctrinate you in the joys of submission. Your Mother and even your brother, Jason will participate. This will be a lengthy process, taking a year. During that time you can continue seeing Evan but are not to participate in any sexual relations. I had a lengthy conversation with Evan and we understand that it will be difficult for a man to go another year without sexual contact. Your Mother is still a very beautiful and sexy woman at thirty-five. I have offered your Mother's sexual services to Evan during this one year period. He will begin to explore the pleasure that you will be taught to give him and what is expected of him as the Master of his house. While a bit reluctant, he has agreed. And once he enjoys the pleasures that your Mother will give him he will come around more enthusiastically. After a while he will be allowed to watch as you are put through your paces."

Amanda was shocked, but also highly aroused, even after just cumming. She loved Evan and would do anything for him. And she loved her Father more than that. To be able to please both of them was all that she asked in the world. Her Father was always the Master of the house, and now she understood it more fully. And she understood what she would have to do to honor the family tradition. She felt so proud of the way she used her body for her Father's pleasure. There would be much more, so much more. She just didn't understand the part about her Mother and brother, especially her brother, but it was quickly gone from her mind as thoughts of her Father's cock raced in her mind. She was a virgin, but knew that soon her Father would take her innocence from her. And more, the unknown exciting her more. And the thought of her Mother with Evan bothered her, but 

It also gave her an intense desire to learn as much as she could from her Father, wanting to please Evan more then even her Mother could. She would make him soon forget her. "Yes Daddy," was all that she could say.

"Very good Amanda. I want you to take a shower and change your clothes. Mother has put the clothes I want you to wear on your bed. I want you back in my office in two hours. I will begin your training immediately.



Family Rituals Ch. 02



Copyright 2006
Written by Powerone and SummerElizabeth8

Chapter 2: Training Begins

Amanda couldn't believe what had just happened in her Father's study. It was all so surreal. Maybe in the back of her mind, she knew that someday it would come to this, but she had never expected her Father to be the one to reveal the mysteries of sex to her. Outwardly, it didn't seem right, but in a strange, much deeper way, it did. She shrugged off her doubts, knowing that her Father would not be moved. 

She took her shower, remembering her Mother's reminder to make sure that she was completely shaved all over. Father was very strict about this. She also took great care to wash every nook and cranny of her nubile young body. The hot water slightly stung her spanked ass cheeks, but it also soothed and calmed her as she finished preparing for her training. She was unprepared, however for the garment that her mother had placed out on the bed for her to wear.

It was...old fashioned. It was a white nightgown that had a high neck and a skirt that looked as if it would skim the floor when she put it on. The collar and long buttoned sleeves were trimmed in delicate lace and there was a row of tiny buttons that ran from the neck down the entire front of the nightgown. Amanda was surprised and a little disappointed. This was hardly the sexy garment that she had envisioned while she was taking her shower. But Father wanted her to wear this, and so she would. She didn't want to begin her training on a bad note. 

However, the old fashioned nightgown had one more feature that Amanda had failed to notice while it rested on her goose-down comforter. When she picked it up to examine the buttons, she noticed that it was so sheer that the outlines of her entire body including her breasts and nipples would surely be seen even with a casual glance. She blushed completely down to the tips of her toes as her nipples contracted and hardened. There was nothing casual in the way her Father would be treating her in the next year.

She stood naked before the mirror as she had done hundreds of times before, but tonight, she realized, everything would change. She would begin to walk the path of true womanhood and learn everything she needed to know about being a good and obedient wife. If the sounds from her parent's bedroom were any indication, it was a never ending path that took you through every phase of your marriage, but she was willing to accept her role. Somehow it seemed more like her fate, mused Amanda silently.

She glanced at the clock on her bedside table and noticed that she only had twenty minutes to finish getting ready and present herself in Father's study. She heard a light knock on the door, and her Mother entered. Amanda stared at her Mother, who was wearing a nightgown that exactly matched the one she was holding in her hands. Her swollen, red nipples were clearly on display as well as the cleft between her buttocks and shadow between her thighs. Amanda's mother, Teresa, had a slim, tone body and worked hard to keep it that way because that was her Husband's wish. Luckily, she had good genetics on her side and her 36D breasts were still firm and proud.

Her Mother clucked and fussed as if nothing were out of the ordinary. She had a hairbrush in her hand and two long pink ribbons. She moved behind Amanda and started brushing her hair as she spoke. "You don't want to be late for your first lesson," Teresa spoke softly. "Father would be very angry. It would set a bad manner for the whole year. You have always striven to be deferential to your Father and so you will continue to be. He will expect more from you now, which is the main difference. I know that you will be a good girl and apply yourself to these new life lessons."

Amanda moved around to hug her Mother in earnest. Her naked breasts felt warm against the cool fabric of her Mothers nightgown. She felt the tingle begin again between her legs and her nipples began to get hard. When she pulled back, she noticed that her Mother's nipples were stiff also. Impulsively, she leaned forward and kissed her right nipple through the fabric. Teresa laughed and turned her naked daughter around to finish tying a single ponytail in Amanda's hair.

"I'm scared, Mom," Amanda whispered quietly.

"I can well understand," Her Mother replied. "I was too, in the beginning and I still get scared sometimes even after all these years. But one of the things that I have learned is that being scared is part of the thrill and I hope that you will learn to embrace it."

Teresa tied the second pink ribbon around Amanda's throat like a choker. She tied it not too tight, but not too loose either. Just enough to remind her beautiful young daughter that it was there. Quickly undoing the buttons on the top of the nightgown, her Mother lifted it over Amanda's head and settled it down around her shoulders before doing up the front buttons over the girl's pert breasts. The gown made Amanda feel almost like a little girl again instead of a woman about to be married.

Without saying a word, Teresa took her daughter by the hand and led her out of the bedroom and down the stairs. She paused and knocked at the heavy French doors to the study and the ladies stood patiently, hand in hand, and waited for Father to tell them that they may enter. When it came, however, the order was given by Amanda's fiancé, Evan. Startled, Teresa and Amanda looked at each other quickly before Teresa opened the doors and gestured for Amanda to enter first. 

Amanda's Father, William, was sitting in his large chair, in its usual spot in front of the fireplace. Evan sat in a matching leather wingchair opposite William, staring unabashedly at the two entering ladies. Amanda, for her part, was totally mortified that he should see her on such display. She couldn't help but blush all the way down, causing her pert breasts to harden and exhibit themselves further.

Her Father seemed amused, Amanda noticed, at the young couple's discomfort. He motioned for the ladies to come over to where the men sat. "Sit, Sit," he waved. "We have much to discuss." As there was no other nearby chairs, Amanda followed her Mother's lead and sank to the floor to sit at Evan's feet. Her Father cleared his throat and began.

"We will begin your lessons with some basic ground rules. These are simple, but you had better remember them if you want things to go smoothly for you. First, the Husband is the Master of the house. Evan will assume that role upon your marriage, but for the interim, I will be the Master that will train you. You will address me as Sir, do you understand?"

Amanda looked up and nodded to Daddy. "Yes, Sir, I understand." Amanda's mother smiled at her little girl at this first sign of acceptance.

"Good," William continued. "Second, you will wear regular clothes anytime you are out of the house, unless your Master says otherwise. When you are at home, however, you will be dressed as your Master wishes you to dress. You will strive to keep yourself beautiful and ready for your Master at all times." 

Knowing that that meant keeping fit, clean and shaved, Amanda nodded again and her Father continued.

"Next, you will learn different positions for presenting yourself to your Master. He may decide to inspect you or maybe just have you displayed like a work of art. Or he may decide to make use of one of your tight holes for his pleasure. You will have to remember the position numbers and be ready to present on command. As I remember, your Mother had a particularly hard time with that lesson," William shook his head, fondly remembering. "But she knows them well enough now," he growled. 

"Two!" He barked and Teresa rose off the floor gracefully. She went to stand in the middle of the room, where the chair usually sat for a spanking and sank back down on her knees. She shifted her weight evenly on the balls of her feet and toes, resting her bottom on her heels, and spread her knees as wide as she could. Then, she brought her hands up to the back of her neck and spread her elbows wide so that the bodice of the gown was stretched tight against her puckered nipples. Her eyes were downcast as she held her position, and Amanda stared at the display that her Mother had created. It sent tingles through her young pussy as her Father continued.

"Fourth, Your Master will have the use of your entire body, including your mouth, pussy and ass. You will service him and others whenever and wherever he sees fit." 

Amanda gasped and stole a look at her Mother. Teresa didn't quite meet Amanda's eyes and confirmed her worst fears that Daddy and Evan would eventually use her body like a common whore! The thought of this was unbearable, but what choice did she have? Did they really mean to stick their penises in her tiny asshole? Why did her nipples get hard at the thought? Amanda blushed as she realized that the room had gone silent and that all three of them were looking at her hard nipples, Evan in amazement, her Mother with lust, and her Father with a smile. 

"And lastly, you will follow the rules as laid down by your Master. Any departure from the set rules will earn you a punishment deemed appropriate by your Master. Those are the basics. Your Mother and I raised you very traditionally, so you should already grasp the framework of this. Before, you were only spanked. I hope that you realize that now that you are about to become a woman, there are much more inventive and interesting ways that your Master may punish you." He let the weight of his words hang in the air as Amanda's imagination took flight.

She wasn't sure what to expect, but she was sure that she wanted to strive to be as perfect of a wife as she could be. She could feel her damp pussy between her thighs and she knew that tonight, her life would change forever. She looked up at Evan, and saw that he was looking down at her with a powerful stare. He seemed to be realizing the power that he would soon wield over Amanda and her body flushed as her stomach turned over. She loved Evan, knew that he would become a wonderful Master, and she would endeavor to submit to him in all ways. 

Amanda's Father shifted his attention to his wife. "Let's show Evan and Amanda the basic positions, shall we? One," he said firmly. Teresa stood up in the same spot on the floor and planted her feet about shoulder width apart. Her hands went back behind her neck and the fabric stretch tight. "As you can see, position one is very similar to position two with the exception being that she is standing. Her nipples are very stiff and red. I regret that I had to punish them last night. My beautiful wife forgot to get milk at the grocery yesterday," William directed his comments towards Evan.

Evan glanced down at Amanda again and met her nervous gaze. "You punished her for something that small?" He asked his soon to be Father-in-Law.

"Yes, it is my responsibility as her Master to correct her forgetfulness and other bad behavior. My girls work hard to do their best. It doesn't happen often, but must be dealt with when it does," William replied. "So you have already seen position two, on to position three, then," he instructed his wife.

More graceful than she could ever hope to be, Amanda thought to herself, Teresa lay on her back on the floor. She brought her legs up in the air and spread them impossibly wide. The sheer gown gathered about her waist and exposed her wet gash, also red and swollen, only this time with lust. Being exposed like this was no strange feeling to her, but the fact that it was happening in front of her daughter and her soon to be son heaped more humiliation and embarrassment than she had felt in a long time.

"When Teresa was first being trained, her father had to use a spreader bar to get her to remember just the right distance between the legs," William said to Evan. "I remember she used to walk around locked into it for hours. I still break it out on occasion just to remind her," he sniggered. Amanda's mother blushed anew, remembering her own Father's extreme love for and use of the device. 

Evan was riveted, as was Amanda, both inflamed by her Father's words. "And the fourth basic position," He motioned to Teresa again. "This one is my personal favorite" Without hesitation, she rolled over onto her hands and knees and dipped her head low onto the plush carpet. Her knees, she spread wide and her back, she arched high, exposing her treasures to all who cared to see. Her lush pussy was open and her little brown hole was winking from behind welted ass cheeks. It seemed that she couldn't help but wag her hips a bit, and it was obvious to everyone that she was greatly aroused. This was the time for Amanda to learn that he was in charge of all, and it would always be the way that her Master wanted it to be, William thought to himself.

"Evan, does my wife arouse you?" he asked pointedly.

Tearing his gaze away from Teresa, Evan looked shamefacedly at William. 

"It's perfectly all right. She is a beautiful woman and you are a healthy young man," he told Evan.

"She turns me on," he said simply to William, looking back to Teresa again.

"Feel her breasts. They are sensitive today, and very responsive," he instructed Evan. He moved quickly over to her and didn't hesitate to rub the tender nubs through the sheer fabric of her nightgown. Teresa moaned low, and Evan was encouraged to deepen the contact. He cupped her breasts in his hands and jiggled them slightly. He could feel their heat through the fabric and he slightly pinched her nipples. 

William motioned for Amanda to sit in the chair that Evan had vacated and watch.

"Tell her to suck your cock," he instructed Evan.

Evan looked down at Teresa and wasted no time. "Undo my pants," he told her. She had it done and in seconds, Evans proud 8 ½" pole was grazing Teresa's cheek. If anyone had been looking towards Amanda, they would have seen her eyes go wide at the first sight of her fiancé's cock. It was only a quick sight, though, because soon enough, Evan had ordered her to swallow it. It had been a long time since he had had anyone, since before he had met Amanda. And he had only fucked a few giggly girls at that. He was going to make good use of this woman's mouth, he decided.

Teresa literally dove into her task, plunging her face down as far as she could onto the thick meat before coming back up and swirling her tongue around the head. The fact that her Husband and daughter were watching her suck off this young man only aroused her more. She heard her Husband undo his pants and knew that he had exposed his hard cock, also and was stepping out of his slacks.

Evan was struggling now to undo the buttons on the front of her nightgown. He was having a difficult time of it, and was getting increasingly frustrated in his horny state. 

William laughed and bent over Teresa's back. He grabbed the material and pulled it on either side so that the buttons all gave at the seam and the fabric tore from her body in one fluid motion. 

Teresa moaned loudly, and cried out as William buried his hard cock in her pussy in one fluid motion. She was overcome by the friction and struggled not to come without permission. Still sucking on Evans cock, she stilled her hips and waited for her Husband to set the pace. 

William began forcing his huge cock in and out of his wife's sopping pussy. He knew that she was as turned on tonight as she had ever been in her entire life. The way that she was wolfing down this young kid's cock was making her spasm around him and he flexed his hips to push every last inch of his pole into her dripping cunt. 

Seeing all of this, laid out like a tableau in front of her, Amanda desperately wanted to touch her aching pussy. Without permission, though, she knew that this lesson would quickly turn bad for her. She looked pleadingly at her Father, but he shook his head. He was not about to let her have satisfaction again today. Lesson number one: Master's needs come first.

Evan was moaning loudly now, and knew that he was about to blow his load into the mouth of this sweet mother. Holding her head in his hands, Evan started using Teresa's mouth like a pussy and pumped his cock in and out as deep into her throat as he could get on the down stroke. This slut took it like a pro, he thought, and he had no trouble lodging the head in her throat on the down stroke. Teresa moaned around Evan's cock and wagged her hips at her husband in a silent plea to play with her pussy. William slapped her ass hard twice and she refocused on the rhythm of being speared by two hard cocks.

"I'm about to cum," Evan moaned and sank his shaft as far as it would go into Teresa's throat. Amanda's eyes widened again and she could see the tip of his cock make a visible bulge in her Mother's neck. Evan held her there as he spurted again and again directly into her stomach. William never let up impaling her pussy, and with a few more strokes, dragged her up to his cock and shot his wad all over her face and breasts. After coating her with his semen, he held his softening cock to her lips and she sucked it clean without being told.

"Good girl," William said to her as Evan buckled himself back up and went to sit back with Amanda. Teresa exited quickly to go and clean up while William faced the kids. "Any questions?" he asked them. They both sat there. "No, then you may leave now Evan. You will not be allowed to see Amanda's training. This will allow you to have a honeymoon that will surprise and pleasure you. But once a week you will come over and Amanda's mother will take care of your lust and give you a look into what you may expect from Amanda. I'm sure you will not be disappointed." He nodded goodnight to Evan as he left the room, the door closing leaving Amanda alone with him. "And we will now begin your training."

To Be Continued



Family Rituals Ch. 03-04



Written by Powerone and SummerElizabeth8

Chapter 3
Forced to her Knees

The room was suddenly empty, Amanda alone with her father. He sat in the chair, his eyes watching her. 

"Stand in front of the fire," his voice was commanding.

Amanda was suddenly scared. Not of her father, but what she might have to do. She had never really thought of her father in a sexual way, what girl did? But now he was going to train her sexually and that would require him to see her naked and touch her. Touch her in her most intimate spots. And she would have to reciprocate. Touch his penis. She didn't know if she could do that. It just felt wrong. 

She grew jealous of her mother when she sucked Evan's penis, especially when she drank his cum. In spite of hearing her parent's lovemaking at night, it surprised Amanda to see her mother perform for her father, getting into the doggy position, all of it seemed so degrading. And they expected Amanda to do the same. 

She moved quickly to stand in front of the fireplace, her training still making her act without thinking whenever her father ordered her. She looked at him, remembering how transparent the nightgown she was wearing.

"Spread you legs wider. Your thighs must never touch when a man is near. You are to allow them complete access to your sex." He could see the way her perky nipples pushed out the thin garment. Just like her mother, her nipples hardened at the mere thoughts of arousal. He could see the outline of her spread legs, the mystery of her sex enhanced. "Turn sideways. Thrust out your tits for me."

She turned to the side, her back arching as she exaggerated the position, her breasts almost pointing in the air. She felt the material stretching across her breasts, teasing her nipples harder. They felt so big, rubbing against the rough material. She was sure that he could see her dark brown areolas through the almost gauze like material, ashamed at how big they were. She waited, her legs trembling, holding the position he required of her.

He loved her pert ass, her cheeks pushing out the nightgown in the back. She had such a lovely body. He couldn't wait to get her naked and explore her intimately. "Face me." He stood up, moving close to her. "Do you remember position #1?"

She remembered the position, nodding her head. "Yes Sir." She put her hands behind her neck, bowing her elbows out, feeling her breasts pushing hard against the material of the nightgown. She posed for him, her breasts thrust out obscenely.

"Your feet should be spread shoulder width. I want you open and available." He watched as she got into the position. "Very good." His hands went up to her breasts, Amanda flinching when he cupped both of her breasts so naturally, cradling the full breasts in his large hand.

She hadn't expected it, though she should have. His hands moved up and cupped her breasts, making her jump. She had to fight the urge to move away from him, his large hands gripping her breasts almost harshly.

"Still Amanda. Hold still." He felt her body tense as he tightened his grip on her breasts, his fingers digging into her flesh. They were so firm, his large hand able to grip them tightly. He could feel the hard nipples beneath his fingertip. He released them, his fingers moving up to her nipples pushing hard against the fabric. He pinched each one with two fingers, watching her face as he tightened on the throbbing tips. "Don't move," he warned her as he twisted her nipples, feeling the blood pulsating in the tips. 

Not even Evan had touched her this way, Evan's touch always gentle. Her father pinched her nipples until the pain raced through her breasts, twisting them until they ached. She was relieved when he released them, but he was not through yet. She watched as his large fingers slowly opened the small buttons of the nightgown with such skill. He pulled the nightgown to the sides until her cleavage was exposed. His finger gave her goose bumps as it traced up and down her deep cleavage, Amanda feeling her nipples getting so hard she thought they would burst. 

"Very lovely tits, just like your mothers." He opened the buttons all the way to the waist, his hands moving up to pull the garment to the side. Her raised arms prevented him from slipping it from her shoulders, so he slipped his hands inside and grabbed her naked breasts and pulled them out.

She felt a strange tingling between her legs when his calloused hands touched her naked breasts, feeling him hefting them up as if they were cantaloupe and pulling them out into the flickering light of the fireplace. He cradled them while a finger rubbed back and forth over her swollen nipples, teasing them harder. His eyes stared at her naked bosom, taking in the sight of her young flesh, her bosom turning red in shame.

"Take off the nightgown," his voice breaking the silence of the room, only Amanda's heavy breathing as she felt her breasts caressed by her father seemed almost natural. 

She put her hands down, sliding the nightgown off of her shoulders, letting it fall to her feet. She stepped out of it, kicking it to the side as she stood in front of her father in only the simple white panties. She spread her legs again, her arms going back up to arch her back, her naked breasts thrust into her father's face. 

He looked down, able to see the outline of her pussy lips, her shorn labia leaving little to the imagination beneath the white panties. He thought he could see a wet spot on her panties. Was she already becoming aroused?

"AAAAHHH," she suddenly yelled out, her arms falling down to her side, shocked by the unexpected touch of her father. He had gripped her sex almost like a ball, his hand curling around her labia to cup it in his large palm, one fat finger forcing her panties between her lips.

"Don't defy me. Arms back up and keep your legs spread." His hand returned, this time he felt her body tense as he cupped her sex again. He could feel her wetness, his finger moving up and down her slit effortlessly. He clenched his hand on her pussy. He could feel the way her pussy lips curled around his trapped finger. "Your pussy is wet." It was a statement, not a question.

She had never felt such a touch. Yes, she had masturbated, but in solo masturbation you always knew what was going to happen. With her father, it was so sudden, her pussy gripped by his hand, goosing her as she stood with her legs spread, allowing him complete access to her sex. And then there was the finger trapped between her lips, moving around almost inside her, up and down, teasing so close to her swollen clit. She was ashamed at how wet he had made her. "I'm sorry Sir," was the only thing she could stammer, sounding so pitiful after she said it.

His hands slid into around to grip her ass cheeks, pulling her close to him until he felt her pussy pushed against his hard cock. His cock jerked in pleasure when he felt her, reminding him of when she rubbed up against him until he came. He clenched her cheeks tightly, almost painfully, enjoying the way she squirmed against him. 

She could feel his penis rubbing against her pussy, her thin panties giving little protection. It felt bigger then before, feeling it jerk between her legs. She squirmed as her father wormed a finger between her ass cheeks, unceremoniously pulling them apart until she felt the hard tip of his finger pushing on her anus, shoving the panties into her backside. Her anal ring was forced open, the dry panties hurting as his finger attempted to breach her backside. She hadn't even thought of such a thing, or she put it out of her mind, the thought of taking a hard penis in her backside so disgusting. She jerked her hips up and down as his finger goosed her in the ass, rubbing back and forth against her father's penis. She was relieved when he stopped, but his touch gave her goose bumps as his fingers slipped into the waist band of her panties. She knew he was going to make her naked and she really feared that, afraid of him intimately probing her body. She put her legs together as he slipped her panties down her legs, Amanda stepping out of them one leg at a time. 

He moved back, admiring her shorn labia, her lips wet with her juices, her puffy lips split by her gash. He moved behind her, admiring her ass, the delicate crack that held her treasures from his view. There would be time for a more intimate inspection of her asshole. "Into the next room and get on the bed." He held her arm as they moved into the next room, his eyes staring at her breasts as they bounced gently as she walked. 

She felt as though it was the final walk. Onto the bed, he had stated. Would he take her virginity so quickly? He opened the door into the bedroom, her parent's large imposing bed the centerpiece of the room. He led her over to it, Amanda having to crawl into the center of it, knowing that he was watching her from behind, sure that she gave him a great look of her naked sex. She lay down on her back.

"No, sit up. Lean the pillow against the headboard." He moved to the other side of the bed. He took off of his robe, standing naked before her, his hand reaching down to stroke his cock in front of him. He saw her gaze. "You will learn to satisfy a cock in many ways. Your hand, your mouth, your pussy. Even that tight asshole." He could see the shocked look on her face as she was confronted with the reality of the situation.

Her eyes watched as he took off the robe, her eyes opening wide when she saw how big his penis was. She couldn't believe it. She was staring at her father's naked penis and he was stroking it in front of her. It was huge. Much larger then it felt when he rubbed up against her. She would never be able to take anything that large inside her, sure that he would tear her apart if he tried. And he threatened to place it in all of her orifices. He got on the bed, sliding along beside her.

"Bring your knees up and spread your legs for me." He posed her, his hands urging her thighs out wider when she didn't comply with his liking. 

She looked down, ashamed at the way her pussy lips had pulled back, her shorn pussy so obscenely exposed. Ashamed at how wet she was. She looked over at him, her eyes dropping instantly to the hard cock that thrust up from between his legs, his hand sliding slowly up and down the thick shaft, her pussy wet at the thought of what he would force her to do with his cock.

She looked so beautiful, a young girl, his daughter, naked and spread on the bed next to him, his hard, throbbing cock jutting up from his thighs, jerking as he thought of her small hands encircling his rod. His mind conjured up the images of her servicing his cock. He reached for her hand, bringing it until she touched his cock, his cock jerking as her small, silky hand touched his flesh. "Wrap your hand around it. I'll teach you how to give me pleasure with your hand. Gently now," he urged her, her hand barely able to encircle the thick shaft. He groaned in pleasure as her hand tightened on his cock. "Up and down," his hand guiding hers, moving it up and down the shaft. "Make it tight when you move over the head." His hand covered hers until she got into the rhythm, moving away, watching as she continued to masturbate his cock.

His cock was so hot when she touched it, feeling the blood pounding in the shaft as she stroked it, his hand guiding her up and down. She moved over the head, feeling her fingers get wet as his cock leaked on her hand as her fingers touched the hole in the center of the head. His juices were wet and sticky, her hand sliding up and down the shaft, her Father's hand leaving her, expecting her to continue the masturbation. Amanda was afraid of stopping, afraid of what he might do if she didn't obey. His cock grew in her hand, each time she stroked it, it felt longer, and thicker. If it wouldn't have been so embarrassing to be doing it to her Father, she might have felt proud that her hand could invoke such a response.

She was almost as good as her Mother, trained by her Father before William had married her. "Very good Amanda. Use your other hand and cup my balls. They are full of cum. Cum that you will drain from them with your lovely hand." He let his hips rise up as her other hot little hand gripped his ball sack, touching him so tentatively as if she was afraid of breaking them. "A bit tighter on my balls Amanda. MMMMM, yes that is good," his voice almost purring with pleasure.

His balls were so hot, her hand tightening on the hairy ball sack until she felt the twin balls inside floating around almost mysteriously. She tightened her hand, feeling his hips rise up from the chair, her other hand straining to hold onto his jerking cock. She couldn't believe the power she had in her hands to please him. 

His hand followed his gaze, sliding down between her widely spaced thighs, seeking out her juicy pussy, her inner lips pulled back, glistening with her juices. Her eyes shot up to his when he touched her, her body jerking as if she was being touched with a hot knife. "Relax and enjoy it," seeing her thighs trembling to stay open to his intimate touch. Just like her Mother, Amanda's pussy was drenched, both of them aroused by being dominated sexually. His finger rode up and down her gash, her lips pushed harshly aside by his two thick fingers, rubbing her intimate inner lips, feeling along her silky insides as if he was studying her clinically. He could see her clit poking out as if it were a little cock, the bud red and swollen. With such a large clit she would cum easily.

Her legs spread wider, opening up her sex to her Father's fingers that rode her. Please touch my clit, she mentally begged. Her hand moved faster on her Father's cock, hoping it would make him touch her more, ashamed at how aroused she was. She looked over at him, the look of pleasure on his face as she masturbated him, his eyes staring lewdly at her spread open sex. She felt ashamed and at the same time aroused, her mind still unable to comprehend what her Father was making her do. All she cared about now was cumming. Cumming now. "Please," she begged him.

"Do you want Daddy to make you cum Amanda?" He wanted her to beg.

"Yes, please." She pleaded with him. 

"What do you want me to do honey?"

She hated to say it aloud, but she was desperate, his fingers extracting so much pleasure from her body. Much more than she could ever have done by herself. "Make me cum Daddy." Her hips rose up higher from the bed, wanting to feel his hard fingers touch her harder. Her hand sped up, stroking his cock with long, even strokes, her fingers tightening on the head as it sped over it, just as he had taught her. Her other hand squeezed his balls, clenching on and off the twin balls, hoping to make him cum, hoping he would reciprocate and make her cum. "AAAWWWW," she screamed in pleasure as his fingers lashed at her clit. Lashed is what they did, snapping at the swollen bud, igniting a combination of pain and pleasure that drove deep into her loins, her hips bucking up and down as her pussy gushed her juices. "OOOHH, GGGGGODDDD DAADDDDDY!" He had gripped her clit unceremoniously, two powerful fingers tightening on the swollen bud, Amanda finding her pleasure button feel as if it were in a vice, her hips pulled up as his fingers yanked it harshly upward, stretching it obscenely out of shape.

He was ready to cum, his finger finding her swollen clit and snapping it back and forth with his fingernails, feeling her body jerk from the sudden shock of being touched so harshly on such a delicate organ. She began to scream in pleasure, her hand moving so fast up and down his cock, her other hand coaxing the cum from his balls. He was ready to cum, yanking her clit with his fingers, wanting her to cum while he so masterfully took his pleasure from her untrained body. His breathing was ragged, his hips pumping up and down as she masturbated his cock to an orgasm. 

She felt her virgin pussy suddenly impaled on a thick finger, finding her pussy spread wide by the wet digit as it corkscrewed inside her, a gasp drawn from her lips as it banged into her hymen, Armanda afraid he would take her virginity. She had put her own finger inside her, carefully as to not damage her fragile hymen, wanting to save herself for her husband, but now her Father was rubbing inside her, his finger harsh as it banged against her hymen, Amanda feeling it stretch as he tested its resiliency. His thick thumb mashed her clit into her pelvic bone, grinding it back and forth as she came under the duel ravishment. She felt his cock swell in her hand, Amanda instinctively knowing that he was about to cum. She braced herself for the unexpected, almost able to feel the cum shooting up from his balls, the head of his cock growing bigger. She looked down just in time to see the hole in the head of his cock open, thick milky cum shooting out from the end to spread on her Father's stomach, dripping down onto her hand. It was so hot, as if her hand would burn as it sat on her skin as her hand continued to masturbate him. Her hand slid easily up and down his shaft, aided by the abundant slippery crème that continued to burst from his cock. She continued to squeeze his balls after each shot of cum, never failing to get another load of cum to shoot. Her hand was drenched with his cum as she felt her own orgasm overcome her body. "YYYYEEEESSS!" She came under his fingers, her clit massaged back and forth beneath his demanding thumb, her virgin pussy impaled by his fat finger. She came in spite of her body being tense, afraid of him busting her cherry, yet at the same time enjoying the way his finger explored her virgin pussy, pushing aside all her resistance as it sought entrance to her tight hole.

Her pussy was so tight on his finger, the orgasm that overcame her body making her shake and shudder. Her face was contoured in pleasure as she came, bathing his finger in her juices, as her pussy uncontrollably clenched on his finger as if it were his cock. And his cock began to spew his cum all over her hand, as she coaxed his cum from his balls, her hand flying up and down his slick cock, her other hand milking the cum from his balls like an expert. 

They both continued to move their hands and fingers, slower now as the orgasms sapped their strength.

William's cock began to soften, his lap covered in his thick cum, her hand slick with his juices still moving up and down the semi-hard weapon. He pulled his finger from her pussy, but not before banging up against her hymen one last time to remind her of the power he had over her virgin body. "Get a warm washcloth from the bathroom. Clean my cock with it." He watched her as her naked ass swayed so sexily to the bathroom, his cock already stirring. There would be no need for her to clean his cock next time, it would be her mouth that would extract the pleasure from his body. But first he would taste the sweet nectar of her virgin body, sure that she had never felt the delights of being orally serviced.

Chapter 4
Master's Wishes

When Amanda returned with the cloth from the bathroom, William noted the mixture of fear and desire still present in Amanda's eyes. He had used her little pussy roughly with his fingers, but she would have to get used to it and more. In time, she would come to love it as her Mother did. 

"Did you make sure to use warm water?" he questioned his naked daughter.

"Yes, Daddy. I didn't want to shock you," she giggled nervously.

William smiled as her little titties swayed, but thought it was time for another reminder of who was in control. He spoke gently but resolutely as she knelt at his feet and bathed his softening cock. "You must always do all you can to see that your Master is pleased. Be it with your body, the house, the meal, anything. You must learn to truly love serving and satisfying your Master. A large part of your satisfaction will come from this, do you understand what I mean?" 




Family Rituals Ch. 03-04



Amanda looked up shyly and gave her head a quick shake. "Not really, Daddy, but I think that I will learn in time.

"I want you to understand that your Master will have total discretion. I will school Evan to be fair, but he alone will eventually determine what your life will be like as his wife and property. He will have his expectations and you must obey. He will see to your punishments. And you must obey. You - must - obey." William enunciated every word of his last sentence to make his point and Amanda shuddered.

"But Daddy, what if he is too harsh with me?" She questioned him, looking up at him.

"Always call your Master Sir. You have forgotten the very first rule, Amanda. I am disappointed. But I will answer your question," he said as Amanda hung her head. "As I said, I will teach Evan to temper his anger and his lust with fairness. You will have to trust me that I will be strong enough to show him the correct way to be a good Master to you. As I am strong enough to teach you how to be a proper wife to him."

Amanda thought that he was certainly going to be an excellent Master to train her. And, she had always known Daddy, no, Master, she corrected herself, to be strict but fair. She had always trusted him to be her rock, so now she would trust him in this too.

"You know that I am going to punish you for your lack of memory, right?" William questioned his daughter.

"Yes, Sir. Shall I get the paddle?" Amanda asked, almost with a sigh.

"Not tonight, Amanda. Tonight, I am going to start to show you that your Master has other ways of punishing you than just spanking your bottom. Go to the top drawer of my dresser and bring me the Velcro restraints that are on top."

Amanda rose shakily and walked to where her Father instructed. She was shaking with the knowledge that she would be completely at his mercy when she knew she had a punishment coming. What would he do? Punish her breasts like he had done her Mother's? Her hands trembled as she reached to get the items and she tried to take a deep breath to calm herself. William smiled as he read his daughter's distress written clearly on her beautiful, youthful face. As she tried to soothe herself, he noticed the rise and fall of her pert breasts and noted that they would lend themselves well to clamps and weights. Two of William's favorite apparatus. 

She found what she was looking for, and turned back to the bed. Her Father stopped her before she could take a step. "Go down on your hands and knees for me," he ordered. Amanda immediately did as she was told, but the trepidation in her eyes grew, William noticed. Although she didn't look at him directly, keeping her eyes downcast like a good submissive, her expression deepened and she was obviously dreading the coming punishment. "Crawl over to me, but put the straps in your mouth first," William directed. 

Amanda did her best to do as she was told, but two of the straps fell to the floor as she moved. She tried to be graceful as she had seen her Mother do, but she felt like a clumsy idiot. 

William missed nothing of her emotions and bent to pet her head when she knelt at his feet. "You are doing beautifully in your lessons," he praised his daughter, knowing that she needed to hear this often as part of her early training. It would help reinforce his earlier words about getting pleasure from serving him.

She looked up and smiled shyly before lifting her chin and offering her Father the straps to bind her with. "Get up on the bed, on your back," he ordered her, and this time she hesitated briefly before obeying. 

Stretching her arms and legs out as she knew was expected, she strove to maintain her composure as William secured her to the bed. Her body trembled as her arms were pulled to opposite corners, her breasts rising up. One leg was unceremoniously pulled to the side, the Velcro wrapped tightly around it. She watched her Father move to the other side of the bed, Amanda's thighs clenched tightly together. He gave her a stern look, Amanda surrendering, her free leg slowly moving over towards her Father until she felt his powerful grip on her slim ankle. He smiled as he looked between her legs, pulling her leg open until she felt like a chicken ready to be plucked, the Velcro tight around her ankle. She looked down, her pussy spread open and vulnerable. She tested the straps, finding her unable to move.

From the nightstand, William withdrew a black silken blindfold. "I am going to put this on you to allow you to focus more on the physical sensations that I am going to bring out in your body," he told his daughter. "I want you to concentrate on how your punishment makes you feel as you lay there, unable to escape," he finished. 

Amanda was suddenly thrown into darkness. Nothing of the light of the room made its way behind her mask. She knew she must try to bear what came next with as much poise as possible. 

William strove to deny his natural paternal feelings to keep his daughter safe and happy. With training and understanding, her anxiety will dissipate, he told himself as he paused to gaze at her lovely young body spread out in front of him. She had no idea that tonight's punishment would be more a lesson in self control than pain. Eventually, she would come to learn that this form of torment would be much worse. But tonight, she would be relieved to be spared the paddle.

He started with soft kisses on the inside of her knees. Amanda's thighs quivered as her Father's hands roamed her firm calves. It almost tickled, but the sensations were more centered in her pussy, she thought to herself. She knew she was becoming aroused again and wondered how these sweet sensations could be punishment. Amanda thrashed in her bonds while her Father's lips moved upward in slow motion towards their goal. She thought she knew his intent, but she was slightly panicked, none the less. No man had ever seen her in so intimate or so... bare of a position. 

When William reached the apex of his daughter's thighs, he stopped to take in the charming sight before him. With little experience in sexual matters, her bud had just begun to grow with use. Her pink lips were plump and glistened with her juice and her thighs trembled with the double stress of being stretched and tied, laid open for his private inspection. His gaze traveled up her luscious body and he saw that her whole body was blushing. 

Amanda could hardly believe this was happening. She could feel her Father's breath on her most secret places and she knew that he was taking his time, taking in the sight of her most intimate body. She was mortified and aroused at the same time, wanting him to kiss her most sensitive place, dreading it at the same time. Her bonds abruptly seemed too restrictive and she longed to just reach out and press her Father's head down to her aching snatch. She knew that this would earn her more punishment and suddenly, she realized that that was her Father's intent. To teach her to control her actions. She knew that this punishment would be difficult. There was no more time to ponder the thought because William chose that instant to place a soft kiss right on the moist, open folds of her sweet little pussy. Amanda gasped aloud when she felt her father's tongue slip between her wet lips to find her most sensitive spot. 

He curled his tongue briefly around her sensitive clittie and traveled south to the damp interior of his daughter's open pussy. He deliberately poked his tongue directly into her woman's hole, mimicking the cock that would take her sweet virginity. He chuckled when she jerked against the confines of the straps that held her. Her body was as tight as a bowstring and her pale skin shimmered with a fine sheen of moisture.

William continued to plunge his tongue in and out of her sweet hole for long minutes, enjoying the fresh taste of her unspoiled body, her gasps bringing such joy to him. His ultimate goal, however, was to torment her sweet little clit and bring her right to the edge. He wanted his daughter to know how it felt to be drawn out and kept in a state of longing. He had given her several orgasms, but none so intimate and nearly all she had to work to achieve. When his lips caught her small bud, he sucked it between his lips and nibbled gently with his teeth. 

Amanda had never felt anything as intense as this direct stimulation to her female organ and she thought it was almost painful. "Please, Sir!" Amanda cried out, and flung her head back and forth. She tried to control her hips, but they continued to move in spite of the severe bondage. God, she had never felt anything so pleasurable, his tongue and lips extracting such pleasure from her body.

William noted with some satisfaction that she remembered to use his correct title, even in her agitated state. He eased the pressure of his lips and tickled her clittie with the tip of his tongue. 

Amanda relaxed some, but then began to quiver with need as her Father's tongue swished over her nub with broad strokes. It felt so good but she was almost afraid to enjoy it, lest she loose control and cum. She already knew that she would be punished severely for that. She made a supreme effort to calm down, but her mind wandered back to the scene with her Mother. I will always try to be a good slave and do my best for my Husband and Master, Amanda vowed, giving herself completely to the feelings that her Father was arousing in her.

William saw her emotions written on her face and drew out his strides to a languorous pace. "Go ahead and cum, sweetheart..." he told her kindly. "...If you can," he said, going back to his task with a chortle.

Amanda knew then that her Father meant to torture her with pleasure. She had his permission to cum, but he would try his best to keep her from cumming at the same time. The light fluttering directly on her engorged clit made her entire body throb. Her limbs thrashed as her body spiraled towards her goal. Her hips strained for deeper contact with her Father's mouth and she thought she could almost see the dazzling light.

All at once, her Father licked down to catch the juice leaking out of her horny twat. William thought his daughter was beautiful, even in her highly frustrated state. Her pussy was succulent and pink, with a fresh, clean taste that he found highly arousing. He had not tasted such young flesh in years and was thankful that he would have the next year to bend her body to his will.

Amanda, unaware of her Father's dark thoughts, was struggling to maintain some composure. She felt so slutty tied to the bed with her legs spread wide. She thought about what she must look like with her Father's head between her thighs and she felt a sizzling rush that went from her nipples to her toes. She felt it again when her Father's tongue met her tiny, closed rosebud. When she jerked again, William chuckled at her condition. 

He knew that despite all she had seen and done so far, Amanda was still very shy. His tongue coming into contact with such a secret place on her body was a shock to her. She seemed to recover quickly, he noted wryly. She was already writhing around trying to make him connect with her engorged clit again. He let one hand slip under her ass, feeling her body tense as his finger slid along the sweaty crack. His finger pushed against her anus, feeling her muscles struggle to keep his finger out. "Relax your asshole," his voiced demanding her obedience. She surrendered, his finger pressing harder, suddenly sucked into her hot, steamy hole. He plunged his digit in and out of her anal ring a few times as she gasped. "Get used to it," he mumbled into her twat and dived back for the succulent nub. Her gasps of pleasure were exciting as her pleasure mounted again. William knew that the tightness in his Daughter's frame was immense. He knew that she was getting closer and closer to her peak. He thought to bring her there eventually, but he knew that drawing out the tension and teasing her over the top would make it the most incredible orgasm she had had until then. 

Amanda gasped, moaned and writhed her hips and again, she desperately wished that she could grasp her Father's head and press it tightly between her thighs. She felt feverish, but she knew that it was just the effect of her Father's tongue whipping her pussy. Each time she got close, he would back off and go back to licking her two holes. It was humiliating when his tongue touched her anus, but it was better than his finger pushing hard in her rectum. She was embarrassed that he kept sticking his tongue inside of her, fucking her with it like a cock in both places. She felt so wanton, but she just couldn't seem to help herself from fucking it back. She knew that she couldn't endure much more.

With a singular finality, William sucked his beautiful daughter's bud between his lips and sucked on it fiercely. Nibbling with his teeth, he loosened pressure only to suck the nub back again and begin Amanda's torture anew. 

She sensed that he was ready to gift her with orgasm at last and let the sensations escalate until she knew that she could no longer hold them back. She gave a hoarse cry and felt her body shudder until she was soaring in the heavens. It seemed like the earth had shattered and she had been hurled into the stars. She had never felt anything so intensely searing. 

"Beautiful, beautiful," William lapped the delicious nectar from her pussy and brought his lips up to hers for a scorching kiss. 

Her father removed the blindfold, Amanda could see the fire from her Father's eyes and in her languorous, post cum state; she was both drawn and repelled by the taste of her on his lips and tongue. She wondered if he was going to force her to satisfy him while she was tied, but instead, he rose and put on his robe. "Good night, pet. I will see you in the morning. Try to get some rest." And then he was gone. It took a few minutes before it dawned on Amanda that her Father had no intention of releasing her, and she would be strapped to his bed all night, the orgasm sapping her strength. She would be spread wide open and yearning for more until her Father came to release her. She heard his footsteps going down the hall and willed herself to still her breathing. It was going to be a long night.

Down the hall in the laundry room, William found his wife bent over in front of the dryer pulling clothes out. Her beautifully round ass was stuck up in the air, still bearing faint marks from earlier punishment. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over the closed lid of the washer. She capitulated immediately, knowing that he had been closeted with their daughter and needed a full-fledged fucking to sate his passion. His hard cock found her cunt and he started pounding her without any pretense at softness, the lust of Amanda still in his head 

Theresa loved to be taken this way, in a fit of primal lust and she bent her torso down flat to allow him to penetrate her more deeply. She was horny as well, thinking about the night before with Evan and imagining what was going on behind closed doors with Amanda. She had also been thinking a lot about her own Father lately and his training techniques. He had been a harsh Master to her Mother and herself and her training had been arduous.

William needed to unload his cum in his wife, pulling out of her pussy and he forced her to her knees and rammed his rod as far as he could down her throat. He only thought about his blinding need to force a soft body to receive his seed. 

She choked and gagged as she felt William's load being shot directly into the back of her throat. But years of training had conditioned her take what she was given and she swallowed happily as her Husband and Master smiled down on her, replete.

To be Continued