************************************************************************ This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Stuffin. Reposting or any other DISCLAIMER: Email to [email protected] Helping the Babysitter Become a Model The three women sat in their chairs waiting for him to give them a command. Bob was relieved that the programming had worked on all three of them. He had been most worried about the mother, not having been in the same room to hear the white noise from the sound machine as she slept. But she seemed to be as completely under his control as her two daughters. They still had their own personalities, but they had to obey their master, no matter what he asked of them. Bob was eager to bring Kristin out and have some fun, but he wanted to find out a few things about his new slaves first. As he stood up to lock the front door, he asked, “Amanda, when was the last time you had sex?” “Over a year ago, before my husband left.” “Was it with your husband?” “Yes, master, my husband and his secretary Kate.” She blushed as she answered the question, embarrassed that her daughters were also hearing her answer. Bob hadn’t expected that answer. He had expected her to possibly say she had been with a few people since her husband left, but didn’t expect her to say that her last sexual encounter was a threesome and that she had been celibate since her husband left. “Is that why he left?” “Todd had been having an affair for about six months. I found out and asked him to stop. I loved him since I was in junior high and I didn’t know what I would do without him. He got me pregnant with my girls when I was only sixteen and we got married shortly after. Somehow he talked me into having a threesome with his secretary. He left me soon after.” Bob wanted to hear this story, but it could wait until later. He wanted to get the festivities started soon. “You have already answered a few of my other questions, I was going to ask if you had ever had sex with another woman, but I guess you have. And you have had sex with more than one person at the same time. Have you ever had anal sex?” “No, I haven’t.” “Sara, what about you? Have you ever had sex?” “Yes, master.” The shy girl didn’t want to answer and was blushing furiously, but was compelled by her programming to answer his questions. Another surprise. “I want to know about your sex life. How many times, with who, when was the first time, when was the last time.” Her face was crimson as she answered him. “I had sex two months ago for the first time. It was with a girl in my math study group. She had brought a bottle of whiskey to the study session but we were the only two to show up. I had never been drunk before. She had me give her oral sex.” “Is that all, you ate her pussy but she didn’t eat yours? And I want you to remember, you are my cum slut now and I want you to talk like it.” “She made me,” she had to think of what to say, having never talked dirty before, “she made me eat her pussy but she didn’t do anything for me. She asked if I had ever had sex with another girl and when I said no she asked if I wanted to. She didn’t really give me a chance to answer before she was kissing me and pushing me back on the floor. When I was laying on my back she climbed up and sat on my face, holding my arms down with her legs. She was wearing a skirt and she pulled her panties to the side. She started rubbing her pussy up and down my face and telling me to stick out my tongue. She rubbed against my mouth for a few minutes before cumming on my face. She stood up and laughed as she told me that I looked pretty with her cum on my face. Then she left.” “So you are still a virgin? You’ve never had anything up your pussy or your ass?” “Yes, master. I am still a virgin.” “Do you masturbate?” “Yes, master. I rub my clit, but I don’t stick anything inside of myself.” “What do you think about when you masturbate?” She looked down at her lap as she answered, even more embarrassed, “I think about being forced to eat her pussy again.” Bob smiled at the introverted little slut in front of him. “Sara, come with me. You too Amanda.” Bob took the two women into the studio. He had Sara sit in a chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by video cameras. “Show me how you masturbate. Amanda, I want you to sit in front of Sara’s chair and watch your daughter play with herself.” Amanda walked over to her daughter and sat down in front of her as Sara slowly pulled her pants down around her ankles and started rubbing her pussy through her white cotton panties. Her face was still flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t disobey his commands. “After your daughter cums, I want you to eat her pussy until I come back. Sara, if your mother can’t make you cum at least five times she will have to be punished.” Amanda whined as she stared at her daughter’s crotch, not wanting to eat her daughter’s pussy, but not wanting to be punished either. Sara had already pulled her panties to one side and she was beginning to rub her fingers up and down her slit. Bob watched for a minute before returning to Robin. “Stand up, slut.” He said to her as he walked over to stand in front of her. Robin obediently stood up. “Here, put this on.” He handed her a perfect replica of her cheerleading uniform. She took the clothes and put them on the chair she had been sitting in so she could start taking her clothes off as he gave her her next set of instructions. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kristin was getting impatient when Bob came back into his office. She had tried reading one of her school books but she couldn’t concentrate on it. She paced back and forth for awhile but everytime she came near the door she could hear Bob speaking to someone in the lobby. She wanted to try and listen to get some idea of what he had planned, but knew he would be upset if he caught her eavesdropping. The worst part was that her pussy was getting wet in anticipation. She ended up sitting in the chair which she had turned to face the door and listening to the recording that Bob had given her. It seemed to be the only way she could relax anymore. She was tempted to masturbate, but didn’t know if Bob would be upset or not. When Bob opened the door she jumped up and pulled the headphones off. He closed the door behind him before she could see who was in the lobby. She was nervous and excited at the same time. Last week she had gotten to help him make Brenda a slave, but she wasn’t sure what had happened the week before, she just had the vague memory of something crawling all over her body and the black hairs that had come off in the shower. She didn’t know what Bob had planned. “My, you are excited, aren’t you?” He was pleased to see that she had been listening to the white noise even when she didn’t have to, the more she listened, the deeper the programming would be in her subconscious. “I hate waiting. I don’t know what you have planned and it scares me and excites me at the same time. I heard you speaking to someone in the lobby but I couldn’t tell who it was or what you were saying. I didn’t try to listen because I knew you would be upset. I hate that I was getting horny from not knowing what was going to happen to me. I assume that I am going to get fucked, possibly by multiple people and my pussy was starting to get wet. Just look.” She lifted up the front of her skirt to show him the wet spot on the crotch of her panties. Bob smiled, she never would have admitted to getting wet in anticipation of getting gang banged or willingly shown him her panties a week ago. Having her help him with Brenda had made a huge change in her behavior. He wondered how having Robin as another slave would affect her. “I’m sure you are going to like your present. Are you ready?” He opened the door and motioned for her to go first. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kristin walked into the lobby and saw Robin sitting in one of the chairs. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform and was looking at a magazine, she didn’t seem to notice that they had come in the room. “What is she doing here?” “She is your present. Don’t you like her?” Bob was amused that Kristin hadn’t figured that out yet, she was so focused on her dislike of the other girl. “Slut, come over here and greet your mistress.” Robin stood up and put the magazine down, Kristin saw that it was one of the hard core bondage magazines that Bob had submitted some of her photos to. She walked over and dropped to her knees in front of Kristin, “Hello, mistress. How may this slut serve you?” Bob could see the embarrassment on her face as she looked up at Kristin. Kristin looked at Bob and then back at the red headed cheerleader kneeling in front of her. “How did you do this? She would never agree to this, she hates me as much as I hate her.” Bob looked down at Robin, “Do you hate your mistress?” “No, master. I love my mistress and want nothing more than to serve her. Mistress, please, what may I do to serve you?” Her words and her face told two different stories. Bob could tell by Robin’s face that she would rather be anywhere else. “See Kristin, she wants to be your slave. You can do anything that you want with her with a few conditions. She is still a virgin and I want her to stay that way. So nothing up her cunt, but you can stick anything up her ass that you want. And no permanent damage, no marks on the face or anywhere else that can be seen, do you understand? Can you live with those restrictions?” “Is she really my slave?” Kristin had reached out and was stroking Robin’s face. The look of disgust on Robin’s face clashed with the way she was allowing Kristin to stroke her face like an adoring puppy. “She belongs to me, but I am willing to let you play with her tonight.” Kristin’s hand moved to Robin’s hair and grabbed a handful as she pulled Robin’s face back. “Then start eating my pussy, slut.” She pulled Robin’s face to her pussy, lifting her skirt and pulling her panties to the side with her other hand. She stood there for a few minutes, legs spread and crotch pushed forward into the cheerleader’s face before pushing Robin back on the floor and straddling her face. Bob thought this was probably pretty close to what had happened to Sara and smiled at the thought. “You’re not a very good pussy licker. We’re going to have to work on that. Stick your tongue farther in my pussy, bitch.” She still had her hand wrapped in Robin’s hair, pulling her slave’s face into her crotch. Kristin reached behind her with her other hand and started rubbing Robin’s breasts through her sweater. She pulled the sweater up and started pinching her nipples through her bra, making Robin groan into her pussy. “That’s right you little slut. You like having your nipples pinched, don’t you.” Kristin pulled her pussy from Robin’s face and told her, “Stick your tongue out as far as you can. I want to fuck your mouth.” She moving her pussy up and down on Robin’s tongue, fucking the cheerleader’s face as she strained to stick her tongue out as far as possible. Kristin couldn’t believe this. Bob couldn’t have given her a better present. She had so many things that she wanted to do to Robin to make up for how the cheerleader had treated her over the last few years. Even with the eager way that Robin was eating her pussy, Kristin could tell that Robin didn’t really want to do it. Robin’s tongue was inexperienced and didn’t know exactly where to lick to get a girl off, but it still felt good. Kristin lost herself in a fantasy of making Robin fuck the entire football team, making her beg each one to fill her mouth with their cum. Kristin was cumming in Robin’s face before she knew it. She hadn’t expected to be able to make herself cum without Bob shooting his cum into one of her holes so she was surprised by the sudden wash of pleasure that shot through her body, leaving her breathless. She grabbed Robin’s hair with both hands and ground her pussy into her face as she came, her entire body quivering. As Kristin began to cum, Robin couldn’t stop herself from opening her mouth as wide as she could and then clamping it down on her mistress’s pussy, covering it as much as possible. She began sucking, trying to swallow as much of Kristin’s cum as she could as it gushed from her pussy. She swallowed quickly, but couldn’t keep some of Kristin’s cum from shooting out all over her face. She continued sucking on Kristin’s pussy until Kristin pulled her face away from her pussy. “That’s enough, slut. You like the taste of my pussy, don’t you?” “Yes, mistress. Thank you for fucking my face and cumming in my mouth.” Her face was red with anger and embarrassment now. Bob helped Kristin stand up. Her legs were still unsteady so he helped her over to one of the chairs. Robin was still lying on the floor, using her fingers to scoop up as much of Kristin’s juices from her face and then licking her fingers. Her programming had included instructions to not let any of her master’s or mistress’s cum go to waste. “Are you ready for the rest of your present,” Bob asked when he saw that Kristin had recovered enough from her orgasm. “There’s more? I thought Robin was my present.” “Oh, she is. But I got lucky. Did you know that Robin is dirt poor and lives in a one bedroom apartment with him mother and sister?” Bob looked at Robin, more embarrassed that Kristin was hearing about her living situation than about having just eaten her pussy, and said, “On your hands and knees, slut. Come with me.” Robin got on her hands and knees and crawled to Bob’s side. Kristin saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties or bloomers under her cheerleading skirt. Her pussy was covered by a thin covering of red hair. “That’s going to have to go,” Kristin thought as she stood up and followed Bob and Robin into the studio. Kristin still had her eyes on Robin’s pussy, thinking about what she was going to do her and didn’t immediately see what was going on in the middle of the room. When she did look up, she recognized Robin’s sister sitting in a chair getting her pussy eaten by another woman. Her entire body was flushed and she had her legs spread wide, pulling the other woman’s head into her crotch. Kristin couldn’t tell if she was flushed with embarrassment, pleasure or both. The woman between Sara’s legs was eating her pussy enthusiastically, making Sara moan with pleasure. Bob looked at Kristin and said, “I’m sure you recognize Robin’s sister, Sara. But do you recognize the other woman?” Kristin walked around the chair so she could look in the woman’s face as she eagerly ate the teenager’s pussy. The woman looked her in the eyes and then immediately looked away in shame, never taking her mouth from Sara’s cunt. She looked familiar, but Kristin didn’t know who she was. “Who is she? She looks familiar but I don’t recognize her.” She reached down, grabbing a handful of the woman’s hair and pulling her mouth away from Sara’s pussy, making the young girl whine in displeasure. The woman strained to get her tongue back in the young girls slit and Kristin recognized her. She looked like an older version of Robin, sticking her tongue out to eat the pussy in front of her. “Is this their mom,” she asked, surprised. “It is.” Bob looked at Sara and asked, “How many times did your mother make you cum, Sara?” Sara didn’t want to answer. She didn’t want to admit that her mother had eaten her pussy and made her cum. She also didn’t want to admit that she had only cum four times and her mother would have to be punished. She didn’t know what that meant, but she didn’t want her mother to be punished because of her. “She made me cum four times, master, but I’m about to cum again. Please, let her make me cum again.” Sara hoped that if he let her cum again, her mother wouldn’t need to be punished. “You have my permission to cum again, slut.” At his words, Kristin pushed Amanda’s face back into her daughter’s pussy. Sara moaned again as her mother started licking her cunt again. She was mortified that there were now people watching and she flushed to the point that her face was bright red. Her mother was sucking on her clit, something that had already made her cum two times. She started writhing on the chair, willing her body to cum so her mother wouldn’t be punished. Sara reached down and grabbed her mother’s hair and pulled her face into her pussy hard as her mother made her cum for the fifth time. She released her mother’s hair, but Amanda was compelled to lick up all of her daughter’s cum before sitting back. “Amanda, you only made your daughter cum four times before I came back in the room. Do you know what that means?” “I have to be punished, master.” she answered, face to the floor, not wanting to admit it. Amanda didn’t look excited about the prospect of being punished in front of her daughters. “How should you be punished? What do you think you deserve?” Amanda didn’t know what to answer. She looked around the room for any ideas, but didn’t see anything. “Maybe I should be spanked, master?” She hoped that a spanking would fulfil the requirement for punishment that she deserved. Her subliminal programming made her actually believe that she deserved to be punished for disobeying her master. “I don’t think that is going to be enough, slut, but it is a start.” Bob took Sara’s hand and pulled her out of the chair. Sometime while they were in the other room she had kicked her pants off and her panties were still pulled to the side. “Amanda, stand up and then bend over the chair, sticking your ass out.” As she bent over the chair, pushing her ass out to be spanked, Bob handed Sara and Robin each a paddle. “Did your mother ever spank you when you were little?” He asked the two girls. “No, daddy always spanked me when I was naughty.” Robin answered. Sara looked down and said, “I’ve never been spanked.” “Well, girls, your mother has been very naughty and deserves a spanking. I can’t think of anyone better than her little girls to give it to her. Each one of you will take turns giving her twenty swats and if I don’t think they are hard enough you will get to take her place. Amanda, after each swat, I want you to tell your daughter thank you and then ask for another. Amanda, why are your pants still on? You need to have a bare ass for your spankings.” Amanda reached down and peeled her pants and panties down, pushing them down to her ankles. “You may begin.” By the time the spankings were done, all three girls were covered in sweat. Amanda stayed bent over the chair, her entire body shuddering. Her daughters had not been gentle, and her ass was bright red. She had started to cry after the third swat but she had thanked them after every spanking and had asked for another in between sobs. Kristin had watched as her high school rival and her sister spanked their mother. She knew in her heart that what they were doing was wrong, but she didn’t care. She could see on Robin’s face that she didn’t want to spank her mother and she was glad. She wanted to humiliate her just as she had been humiliated by Robin and her friends. Kristin walked over to Robin, taking the paddle away from her. “Look what you did to your mother’s ass, Robin. Doesn’t that look like it hurts? Maybe you should kiss it and make it better.” She pushed Robin down to her knees behind Amanda. Robin shot a look at Kristin, showing her exactly what she thought about Kristin’s command, even as she leaned over and started planting kisses on her mother’s ass cheeks. “No, that isn’t how you kiss it to make it better. Pull her ass cheeks apart and start licking her asshole. I thought you were my little slut. Do I have to teach you everything?” Robin reached up and pulled her mother’s ass cheeks apart, giving Kristin a look of hate the entire time. She closed her eyes as she stuck out her tongue and started licking her mother’s asshole. Amanda was still sobbing, but she started pushing her ass back into her daughter’s face. Kristin stood there, watching Robin rim her mother against her own will. “Deeper slut, your mother deserves a good tongue fucking.” Robin pushed her face farther into her mother’s ass as Amanda’s sobs started to turn to sounds of pleasure. Kristin looked over at Sara, standing there watching her sister lick their mother’s ass, still with her panties pulled to the side from when her mother was eating her pussy. Sara needed something to do and she had the perfect idea. Kristin went to a cabinet at the side of the room and pulled out a strap on dildo before walking over to Sara. “Sara, take off your panties and put them in your mother’s mouth. Then put this on.” Sara pulled off her panties and then walked around and put them in her mother’s mouth, making sure to put the crotch right on her tongue. She walked back to Kristin, who helped Sara strap the dildo in place making sure that the vibrating base was right over Sara’s clit. Sara immediately started moving her hips, moaning quietly. “You like the way that feels, don’t you? Of course you do, you little slut. Now you are going to put your new cock to use. Apparently your slut sister is still a virgin, so you can’t fuck her cunt yet, but you can definitely fuck her pretty little ass. You have a choice, you can fuck her dry or you can bend down and lick her ass to get it wet. What are you going to do?” “I don’t want to lick her ass, mistress, but won’t it hurt if I don’t?” “Of course it will. Robin, raise your ass up so your sister can fuck you like the fucking slut you are, but you better not take your tongue out of your mother’s asshole.” Robin stood up as best as she could, keeping her mouth in her mother’s ass. She felt her sister step up behind her. Kristin was standing beside Sara, wanting to get have a good view as Robin was fucked up the ass for the first time. Robin was still wearing her cheerleading uniform so Kristin reached over and pulled up her skirt and tucked the bottom into the elastic band at the waist. “Rub the head of your cock up and down her slit a few times to get it wet enough to get it up her ass. If she’s as big a slut as I think she is her pussy will be dripping.” Sara took the plastic dildo in one hand and rubbed the tip on her sister’s slit a few times before putting the head on her sister’s asshole. “Are you ready, Robin? Because your sister’s big cock is going up your ass whether you are ready or not. Fuck her now, Sara.” Sara took a hold of Robin’s hips and started slowly pushing her cock up her sister’s ass. Robin gasped as the head pushed in. “Pull it out again. I want to hear your slut sister beg for you to fuck her ass. Robin, don’t you want your sister to fuck your ass? Beg for it.” Robin took her mouth away from her mother’s ass only long enough to say, “Please, Sara, please fuck my ass” and then started licking her mother’s asshole again. “That didn’t sound very sincere Robin. Try again.” Again, Robin stopped only long enough to beg her sister, “Please Sara, I need your cock in my ass. I can’t stand it, please fuck me.” “Okay, Sara, go ahead and start fucking your slutty sister again. Fuck her slow and deep.” Sara started pushing the dildo back up her sister’s ass, slowly pushing it in before pulling it almost all the way out again. Sara would moan every time she was pushing the cock up her sister’s ass, pushing the vibrating base harder against her own clit. When she finally pushed the dildo all the way up Robin’s ass Kristin told her to stop. “Just hold it there, slut.” Kristin grabbed the remote that controlled the vibration on the dildo and turned it to the highest setting. Both girls began to moan louder as their bodies began to squirm. “Stay like that, sluts. Robin, I want you to make your mother cum before you do. If you cum first I am going to whip your tits. Sara, start fucking her again. Oh, one other thing, none of you can cum without my permission.” Sara started pushing the dildo in and out of her sister’s ass again, slowly building up speed as the vibrator over her clit pushed her closer to orgasm. Sara couldn’t believe what she was doing, she wanted to cum so bad. She was fucking her sister in the ass and knew she was hurting her, but she couldn’t stop. Sara was close but she was too embarrassed to ask permission. Her pussy was starting to ache. It felt so good and she wanted to cum so bad, but she still couldn’t bring herself to ask. She couldn’t help herself, but she started to whine as she continued to fuck her sister. Robin was vigorously tonguing her mother’s ass, trying to make her cum first so she wouldn’t get her tits whipped. Her asshole felt so good, but she had to make her mother cum first. She started pushing her tongue in and out of her mother’s ass as fast as she could, pushing it in as far as she could before pulling it out again. After a few minutes, she clamped her mouth around her mother’s asshole and started sucking. Amanda wanted to cum too. She felt so dirty with one daughter’s tongue in her ass and her other daughter’s cum stained panties in her mouth. She could feel how strongly Sara was fucking Robin, pushing Robin’s face into her ass with every stroke. She couldn’t stand it any longer and knew that if she didn’t cum first her daughter would be punished like she had been. She started mumbling around the panties in her mouth, “Please mistress, may I please cum? I’m ready to cum, please, may I?” Kristin smiled, “No, I don’t think so, slut. Not yet.” She had no intention of letting Amanda cum first. Amanda began whimpering, wanting to cum to save her daughter as well as because she just needed to cum. Her asshole felt so good as her daughter sucked on it. Robin was groaning, trying to keep herself from cumming. The cock in her ass felt too good and she couldn’t stand it any longer. She started to cry as she began to repeat, “Please, oh please,” in between continuing to suck and lick her mother’s ass. Kristin knelt down beside Robin’s head, “What’s that slut? Please what?” Robin looked at Kristin, pleading with her eyes. “May I please cum, mistress?” “I thought you’d never ask. You may cum.” Robin immediately shrieked as she came as her sister continued fucking her ass. Her cum squirted out, running down her legs. “Amanda you may cum too. Robin, don’t forget to suck out all of your mother’s cum and swallow every drop.” She looked back at Sara. She was still fucking her sister’s ass, continuing to whine, refusing to ask permission to cum. “Sara, do you want to cum?” “Yes, mistress.” “Then all you have to do is ask permission.” Sara stood there, still fucking her sister, tears starting to run down her face from the shame she felt. She whispered, “May I please cum, mistress?” “I can’t hear you, slut. Speak up.” “May I please cum, mistress?” “Why should I let you cum?” Sara didn’t want to answer, but she needed to cum and she had an idea of what Kristin wanted, “Because I’m a dirty slut?” “Was that a question? You should already know if you are a dirty slut or not. If you don’t really know, you don’t deserve to cum yet.” “I am a dirty slut, mistress. Please let me cum. Let me cum while I’m fucking my sister’s asshole. Oh, please.” “You may cum, Sara.” Sara pushed the rubber cock all the way up her sister’s ass and threw her head back as she came. Her orgasm was silent, wracking her body with shudders as she refused to make a noise. “My good little whores. Good little sluts remember to thank their mistress for their orgasms.” “Thank you, mistress” all three girls echoed simultaneously. |