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Triplet X Love Times 2: Book 2: Sex High
by DoubleDxxx (txlt2@yahoo.com)

***

The sexually charged Anderson family begins their new 
lives in Riverdale as the kids start their new school 
and the parents start new careers. (couples, adults, 
teens, dom, inc, bi, orgy, bd, spank, ws)

***

Chapter One – Family Pet
 

Lana moaned and moaned as scenes from her erotic dream 
flashed by, though she was still more asleep than 
awake, she could feel the flood of pussy juice escaping 
her cunt. She then started feeling some new sensations, 
and she started to become aware of the delightful 
essence right above her nose.

As Lana finally opened her eyes, she was greeted by a 
rear end view of the family pet. Their beloved bitch's 
vagina seemed to blink at her as it opened and closed 
invitingly every time she lowered her head and bent 
down a little.

Lana loved when their pet awoke her this way; on all 
fours, above her lapping at Lana's early morning 
juices. Lana grabbed the family pet, nicknamed Honey, 
from behind, and lowered Honey's pussy to her own 
mouth, loving the taste of early morning cunt juice 
herself.

On realizing that Lana was now completely awake, Honey 
increased her attack on Lana's pussy, allowing her 
tongue to go deep into Lana's hole, rather than just 
lick the clit and outer lips.

Lana felt some stirring beside her and realized that 
her sister Ana must be up as well. Letting her eyes go 
up, she saw that not only was Ana awake, but she was 
standing on the floor behind her. 

Lana had fallen asleep with her head toward the end of 
the bed, so Ana was actually standing in front of their 
pet's ass; and though her head was buried in Honey's 
pussy, Lana still managed to catch a glimpse of Ana 
bending down behind the bitch. Lana suspected she knew 
what Ana had in mind, and when Honey gave a loud howl 
in her pussy, followed by a happy yelp, her suspicions 
that Ana was now eating Honey's ass where confirmed.

Their pet's extremely talented tongue had Lana, who had 
already been on the verge of cumming in her dreams, in 
orgasm heaven before long. Lana redoubled her effort on 
Honey's pussy, wanting to return the favor just as 
quickly. 

In no time at all she felt their bitch shaking and 
shaking. She instantly glued her mouth to their pet's 
furry hole and waited for the powerful flood of cunt 
juice that always accompanied Honey's orgasms.

As her orgasm subsided, Ana began to pet Honey on the 
back and behind. She then climbed back on the bed and 
petted the family's one and only pet on the head and 
behind the ears.

"You are such a good girl, I love you Honey." Ana said, 
"and I can't wait for you to be able to wake me up like 
that."

Lana crawled out of bed from under Honey and looking at 
her said, "Honey, why don't you go fetch Ana and me 
some nice warm fresh cum? Pietro should be up. Wait; 
let me check the monitor to be sure."

Going over to the computer, Lana pressed some keys and 
as she worked said, "The boys are still asleep, I think 
we really wore them out last night; Dad is asleep too; 
well what do you expect, he did Mom, Amy, us and the 
boys, one after another, I didn't think anyone could 
cum that much; Mom is up though, looks like she's just 
starting a shower. I think Amy is getting ready to make 
breakfast, but Pietro is just starting to get up now. 
Quick, run down there and give him a nice good morning 
fuck and bring us that cum girl."

Honey jumped to the floor on all fours and running to 
the door scratched at it waiting for it to be opened.

Lana walked over giving her an exhausted look and 
opened the door. Giving a happy bark she ran out.

Ana looked at Lana and said, "You know, I'm really 
starting to worry about her, aren't you Queen?"

Walking over to Ana, Lana got back on the bed and 
pulled Ana on top of her kissing her passionately. She 
then said, "To tell you the truth Sugar, I'm not half 
as worried about her as I am about you."

Kissing her again Lana brought a hand down between them 
and finding Ana's very wet hole stuck two fingers in it 
and started pumping, making sure to give Ana's g-spot 
and her clit (which she rubbed gently with her thumb) 
equal attention. 

Ana moaned into Lana's mouth, and suddenly breaking off 
the kiss said, "Forgive me Queen, but aren't we 
breaking an important rule. Keep on like that and 
you'll have me cumming in no time."

"That's the idea," Lana said wickedly," Ron talked to 
me last night, he told me your therapy is up."

Ana's eyes shone brightly, and she said excitedly, "It 
is? So the ban on Mom, Honey and you is over? What did 
he say?"

"Well, he said that you are definitely 100% lesbian, 
that you will never fall in love with anyone but 
another girl, and that he and the boys are proud of you 
for being able to come out and admit that. He also said 
that, on the other hand, you have totally remembered 
what it is like to be at least 75% bi- and are truly 
enjoying a cock in the fullest way and in all possible 
ways: pussy, ass, mouth, tits, his exact words were, 
'you are addicted to cum' and the boys and Dad are 
happy about that."

"So if everything is okay, why do you say you're more 
worried about me than Honey? I mean she's been running 
around on all fours since Mom and Dad got back almost a 
week ago. She refuses to say anything, just bark!"

"Honey knows she only has less than two more days to 
dedicate to the role of family pet. Ron already ordered 
her to be number one in every class this year. She 
fully intends to obey her orders. Ron couldn't have 
gotten a more obedient bitch if he had sent her to 
obedience school."

Ana laughed at this and Lana smiled at her, so happy to 
see her sister still knew how to laugh. She kissed her 
again, still working furiously on her pussy.

"You, on the other hand," Lana suddenly continued, "do 
you plan to stand watch at the entrance of the nude 
beach again all day today?"

"I can't," Ana said frowning, "I can't go within 100 
feet of the front entrance or I can get arrested."

"What are you talking about?" Lana asked surprised?

"The guard got tired of shooing me away, as well as 
pulling me out the few times I was able to sneak by 
him, so he took out a restraining order against me. It 
stays active until I'm 18 years old.

This news so shocked Lana that she couldn't help but 
break out laughing, "A restraining order; well, you 
have spent most of the last two weeks camped out there. 
I guess they got nervous."

Ana, however, did not find this amusing. "Don't laugh, 
that nude beach is my only hope of ever finding Patty! 
Before she turned into Honey, 24-7, I had Hannah, 
computer genius extraordinaire, try to find Patty, but 
without the name of a college, an exact grade, or even 
a proper age, I might as well have been looking for the 
name Jane Doe." Ana started crying again. She had wept 
a lot since finding and losing her soul-mate 3 weeks 
earlier, and with the ban on female orgasms, there 
wasn't much Lana could do to comfort her sister. Now, 
however, she let three weeks of anger at her sister 
acting like a lovesick puppy rush up.

"Oh shut up! Stop crying like there's no tomorrow. If 
you and this Patty are truly meant to be, then you will 
find her. In the meantime, you will enjoy every single 
orgasm the nine other people in this house, lovingly 
give you! Not to mention the Wilson kids. Now turn 
around, it's been close to 3 weeks since I had a taste 
of Sugar. I've almost forgotten what it tastes like!"

Ana stared at her with a smile in her eyes but didn't 
move.

Lana looked at her and said, "What are you waiting for, 
I gave you an order!"

"Nothing's wrong my Queen, it's just that I was 
thinking that it has also been almost 3 weeks since I 
last felt your wrath; you wouldn't believe how much 
I've missed it!"

With that she leaned down and after giving Lana another 
kiss, turned and assumed a 69 position and presenting 
her twat to Lana, began feasting herself.

 

After leaving the girls' bedroom, Honey, the family 
pet, began her appointed mission of finding some fresh 
warm cum for Lana and Ana.

Honey ran all the way down to the basement level where 
the game room and servant's quarters were located. Once 
there, she ran passed all the game tables, and, on all 
fours again, ran through the open door in the back and 
into one of the two equally open doors behind it.

Neither Pietro nor Amy had closed their doors since 
Stan and Laura had gotten back from their honeymoon 5 
days ago. It was their way of letting the entire 
family, and each other, know that their doors were 
always open.

"Well, hello Honey," Pietro said, "As the pet scurried 
into the room and lifted her naked ass before him. "Is 
it time to feed the bitches already?"

Honey moved her head up and down violently and gave a 
happy bark to show this to be true.

Pietro bent down and patted her on the head, as he did; 
Honey grabbed the edge of his boxer shorts with her 
teeth and pulled them down, freeing his semi-erect 
cock. Seeing him not fully hard, she growled 
disappointedly.

"Well do something about it?" Pietro said, knowing well 
what she was thinking.

Honey gave a happy bark and began licking and at times 
sucking Pietro's penis and his balls. Honey didn't want 
to suck Pietro's cock for long though. This was because 
the pet knew that Hannah, her other self, was an 
incurable cum whore. If Honey got a good taste of pre-
cum, it might just trigger the Hannah in her to not 
release Pietro's cock until the fresh hot supply of 
Pietro cream was pouring down her throat. Honey 
couldn't let that happen, she'd been sent on a mission 
to retrieve the supply for her beloved Queen and sweet 
Sugar.

With these thoughts, she regretfully let Pietro's hard 
bone, drop from her mouth, as soon as she felt it at 
its full size. She then turned her pussy to him and 
presented it like a gas tank ready to be filled.

Pietro wasted no time or words, he simply impaled her 
and enjoyed first a slow, gentle fucking as he let his 
Honey adjust to his cock in her, then very strong 
violent thrusts that caused Honey pain as much as 
pleasure and she was quickly in a blissful joy. Honey 
once more thought how much she loved her master, she 
knew it was he that had taught all the males in the 
household the proper method for fucking a submissive 
pain loving bitch like her. She picked one of her hands 
off the floor and let it go to her neck where she once 
more rubbed her dog collar, which she wore with pride 
and joy.

As she felt Pietro about to blow, she tried to control 
her emotions; she didn't want to violently cum again 
and have everything Pietro deposited in her escape 
before she had delivered it to Lana and Ana.

It was a little hard to keep from cumming as she felt 
Pietro filling her to the extreme; he always seemed to 
be able to cum twice as much as anyone else. She felt 
her cunt filled to the point of exploding, and since he 
still had some in him, in one quick move he pulled out 
of her pussy and rammed his cock into her ass while it 
was still flowing. 

It took every bit of will power Honey had not to cum 
after that, especially as she now felt the glorious hot 
liquid flowing in her dirty little hole.

Finally, Pietro stopped cumming and he pulled out of 
her ass, turning her around and saying, "I saved a 
little bit for you, go ahead, it needs a good cleaning 
anyway."

Overjoyed, Honey, no, that is to say Hannah, locked her 
lips around Pietro's cock and sucked and sucked, moving 
her tongue all around the head's crown and sticking it 
deep into the slit, not letting a single drop of cum go 
to waste.

When she finished she looked up at him happily and 
lovingly. Pietro thought to himself, "If she had a tail 
it would be wagging violently right now." Out loud he 
said, "Well, you better get that upstairs and feed my 
other little bitches. You should really use two legs if 
you don't want to lose any of it."

Honey nodded her head in agreement and standing up 
Hannah said, "Thanks Pietro, this will make my Queen 
and Sugar so happy."

"So you do remember how to talk," Pietro said 
mischievously.

Hannah threw him a dirty look and smiled as she walked 
out the door, only to feel herself pulled by the arm 
into the adjoining room. Before she realized what was 
happening, she was on Amy's bed and Amy was bent over 
her sucking her pussy clean.

"Amy no," Hannah begged, "I'm supposed to get that to 
Lana and Ana."

"Oh, so you're talking today are you? Well good, maybe 
you'll deliver a message to your sisters and remind 
them that we have a deal. All the supply of cream down 
here belongs to me, and they have the supply on their 
floor!" Amy gave Hannah's tits a violent pinch and 
Hannah couldn't hold off cumming any more, the pain was 
just too beautiful! As she came all the liquids in her, 
her own as well as Pietro's, flowed into Amy's eager 
mouth, she sucked and licked and drank until Hannah's 
entire pussy was cleaned out.

Amy then turned Hannah around and greedily fed on the 
supply of Pietro cream in her ass, leaving her as clean 
as if she'd just taken a bath.

When Amy was finished she looked at Hannah who now 
looked back at her with sad puppy dog eyes and growled 
a little.

"Oh, you're back ehhh? Well listen, if you need a 
refill, I just saw your father wake up. I was leaving 
him the paper; your mother is still taking a bath so 
maybe he can throw you a bone."

Honey, who had returned so suddenly, leapt off the bed 
and ran all the way across the basement and up the 
stairs, once more on all fours. She didn't stop running 
until she reached the master bedroom's open door and 
going through quickly leapt on the bed presenting her 
rear to Stan.

"Sorry Honey, though I have a giant bone here," he 
showed her his 9 inches of fully hard cock, "if you 
want the treat that goes with it, you'll have to become 
human long enough to do all the work yourself. I'm 
still exhausted from last night."

He lied back down with his boner pointing straight up 
and Hannah caught the clue. She stood up on the bed, 
and straddling her father, she lowered her well used, 
yet still extremely tight, pussy bit by bit onto Stan's 
cock until it was completely enveloped. Stan couldn't 
believe how good it felt to have his cock once more in 
one of his three new daughters. 

Since he and his new wife Laura returned almost a week 
ago he'd been taking this opportunity (before he 
started his new job and the kids started school) to try 
to connect with Laura's three girls (his girls now too 
since he'd officially adopted them and given them his 
name) as much as possible and he truly loved them all 
and he truly felt that they loved him too.

As Hannah rode him, truly doing all the work, Stan felt 
a sudden surge of strength and energy and reaching up 
he pulled Hannah flat on top of him and gave her a 
passionate kiss, letting his tongue duel furiously with 
hers. Stan then turned around, and without ever 
removing his cock from Hannah's cunt, turned her with 
him so that she was now on the bottom and he was the 
one doing the work. He continued to kiss her as he 
humped away.

Hannah was wild with love and lust. Her new dad's 9 
inches was actually the largest real cock she ever had 
in her. Before that Pietro's 8 inches had held the 
record. Her sisters and she had been playing with much 
larger toys for years, but nothing beat a true warm 
blooded cock, except for a true warm blooded cock of a 
larger and thicker size.

Hannah suddenly felt her father explode in her and she 
felt herself being filled once more. She was once more 
beyond joy; especially when after pouring what seemed 
like several gallons into her pussy, Stan scooted up 
his daughter and presented his slimy now semi-hard cock 
to her mouth.

"Oh yes," Hannah thought, "more cum for me!" and as 
with Pietro's, she set to work sucking, licking, 
reaming every bit of it, she was amazed when she felt 
it get super hard once more in her mouth. She loved its 
taste; she never wanted to surrender it. Suddenly, she 
felt something between her legs, "Oh no," she thought, 
"not again."

The supply of cum which Hannah had safely in reserve 
for her sisters, was being drained once more. She 
wanted to say something, but talking would mean having 
to let this beautiful cock out of her mouth, and she 
couldn't bring herself to do that, she needed to suck 
it, and to drain it until it was hard no more. Not to 
mention that the tongue working every inch of her pussy 
was keeping her from thinking anything except, "NO! 
Don't Stop, Ever!"

Hannah knew it was her mother at work there, only she 
knew so perfectly every last joy sensor of her cunt.

Suddenly, Hannah felt Stan's cock grow even bigger in 
her mouth and she knew he was about to blow again, she 
knew with the supply in her pussy gone, she should try 
to conserve this load for Lana and Ana, but she 
couldn't stop herself, she bit her dad's cock head 
gently and felt him blow his load, full force, into 
her. She couldn't believe that it was as large as the 
first deposit he had left in her cunt. She drank 
joyously until she felt her own orgasm hit and once 
more she was herself a gusher, this time her juices 
pouring into her mother's eagerly sucking mouth.

When all was over, including the aftermath of her own 
sexual high, Hannah got sadly off the bed without 
saying a word and without even looking at her mother. 
She got on all fours again and Honey ran out of the 
room and up the stairs. Now what was she to do?

***

Hannah had decided it was time to go back to being a 
human submissive 24-7, but Honey, the family pet, had 
been told to, no, had been ordered to complete an 
assignment, until Honey finished, Hannah couldn't 
justify returning.

As she passed her master's room, she heard voices 
inside and got excited again, here was the answer! 
They'd help her and then she could simply cross over to 
her room via the connecting bathroom and deliver the 
goods.

Honey began to scratch loudly at the door and bark 
until Don went over and opened the door.

Rushing inside, she jumped on the bed and presented her 
empty holes to her master and John.

"Ron, I think your bitch is in heat," John said 
smiling.

"Well she has good timing at least." Ron said, "Those 
two have my cock painfully near exploding." He threw a 
glance at the plasma TV as he said this. Honey followed 
his gaze and was happy to see Lana and Ana in full sex 
mode.

"At least they may not notice how late I am." She then 
noticed the screams coming from nearby for the first 
time, and looking again at the screen realized that the 
Queen was not just in sex mode, she was in full wrath 
mode."

"I only told Lana last night we were lifting the ban," 
Ron said, "I think she'd been dying to be able to 
unleash her wrath on Ana for some time."

"I think Ana had been dying to feel it for just as 
long." Don said.

"Man, if I don't stick this somewhere soon," John said, 
looking down at his hard cock, "I think I'm going to 
die."

"Well," Ron said, "with my bitch here we have three 
happy holes just waiting to be filled." Grabbing some 
clamps he always kept by his bed now, he pinched each 
of Honey's nipples painfully, as well as her clit.

Lying back with his head toward the end of the bed, Ron 
pulled his bitch on top of himself and forcefully 
drilled his cock deep in her pussy, she gave several 
happy yelps.

John then climbed on top of her and drilled his hard 
cock in her butt making sure it hurt her. He personally 
didn't like rough sex, but he knew it was what the 
bitch loved.

Don then came around and presented his cock at Honey's 
mouth. Everything that had happened so far had her in a 
blissful place already, but this, the simple 
opportunity to suck another cock, pushed her over the 
edge. Hannah started having a massive full body orgasm 
that shook her violently from head to toe.

The three Anderson boys continued their drilling of all 
of Honey's holes brutally and without mercy until one 
by one they started to cum. She felt first her pussy, 
then her ass, and finally, her greatest reward, her 
mouth being filled over and over again.

The joy in her eyes at her abuse and misuse could not 
be hidden. She felt her liquids flowing all over her 
master, and unfortunately, realized too late, that it 
wasn't just cunt juice flowing.

"Holy shit, Ron," Don said, "You're bitch just peed all 
over our bed!"

Ron, who had felt the strong flow of warm liquid on his 
legs smiled and said, "I think she's so happy she's 
marking her territory; so she can get back whenever she 
wants to."

Hannah had a small laughing fit when she heard this and 
leaning down kissed Ron passionately saying, "I love 
you, Master."

"She talks!" John said as he got off Hannah. Hannah 
then got up and said to Ron.

"I'll see you later; I have a delivery to complete."

"Thanks for the relief bitch," Don said smiling.

"Hey," Hannah said angrily, "a bitch is a female dog. 
I'm a person and only my master talks to me like that!"

As she stepped through the connecting bathroom door to 
enter her own room, Don turned to Ron surprised and 
said, "Since when is she a person?"

***

In her room, Hannah found Ana on the corner of the bed 
still being drilled by Lana's 12 inch strap on dildo. 
Hannah climbed on Ana and, with her ass facing Lana, 
presented her cunt to Ana's mouth.

While Lana was still drilling Ana, she leaned over 
toward Hannah and began feasting on the cream in her 
ass.

As she once more enjoyed tongues plunging in and out of 
both her holes, Hannah said, "Drink up and enjoy, you 
wouldn't believe what I've been through to get this to 
you." She then gave an extra happy yelp as Ana reached 
up and squeezed her boobs while Lana reached between 
her legs and squeezed her clit, making Hannah suddenly 
realize that all these areas were still clamped. 
Smiling she thought, "It's a miracle my master didn't 
clamp my pee hole too."


Chapter Two – End of Vacation Bash
 

With everyone eating breakfast at the same time for 
once, Amy prepared the table in the dining room rather 
that the smaller kitchen table. As she saw the girls 
enter she said to Hannah, "So, you're on two legs 
today, I take it that means you'll be eating at the 
table with the rest rather than that dog bowl on the 
floor."

"I probably won't need my dog bowl again until next 
summer." Hannah said smiling as she took her place at 
the table. 

The boys came into the dining room next, and on 
spotting Hannah at the table Don said, "Wow, I guess 
you really are a person again." The boys then smiled 
and winked at her as they took their place at the 
table. If it weren't for the fact that everyone at the 
table was completely naked, they could have been 
confused for a normal everyday family.

Lana passed something to Ron saying, "I hope you don't 
mind, but I took the liberty of removing these, they 
were blocking some areas I desperately wanted to lick 
and suck."

On taking the clamps Ron said, "I wondered where I'd 
left those."

"So Hannah," John said, "you are Hannah now right, 
because it is confusing sometimes. Anyway, are you 
really back for good because as much as I love my 
female counterpart in the computer world; I am going to 
miss that bitch."

"Like I was telling Lana and Ana, school starts in just 
two days and I figured that after spending almost a 
whole week as the family dog, I needed at least 1 whole 
day to remember how to be totally human before then."

"Good, then you can sing at the party tonight rather 
than bark," Don said.

All the girls turned and looked at him. "The party," 
Lana questioned.

"What party," Ana asked.

"The party we planned two weeks ago. Hosted by Triplet 
X Love Times 2 in the backyard," Ron said.

"The 'End of Vacation Bash'," Hannah said suddenly 
remembering a conversation a couple of zillion orgasms 
ago.

"Not to mention a combination birthday celebration for 
all of us," John said, "isn't it something that we were 
all born in the same month?"

"Wouldn't it have been something if we had all been 
born on the exact same day," Ana said.

"Actually that would have been a bit too weird," Lana 
said, "Anyway, about this party, I hadn't heard 
anything more about it since that day."

"That's because we left all the preparations and 
invitations to the Wilson kids," Ron reminded her. 
"That way we could concentrate on rehearsing our 
songs."

"That's right," Ana said suddenly, "I knew we were 
practicing for something."

As Stan and Laura entered and joined their children 
Stan said, "Did I hear something about a party?"

"Sorry Dad," John said, "It's no adults allowed."

***

Later that morning, the kids escaped to the studio in 
the garage to rehearse once more before getting things 
set up for the party.

As they finished the rehearsal John spoke to the girls 
saying, "You sound incredible, as always!" To Hannah in 
particular he said, "you especially, since you haven't 
been at our last 3 rehearsals."

"I have so been here," Hannah argued.

"Yeah," Don said, "you were lying on the floor 
scratching your ears with your back foot."

"But the important thing is that I was here and could 
hear exactly how you wanted things done," Hannah said 
smiling.

"Actually Sis," Lana said, "What you were doing was 
keeping us from rehearsing better. If you remember, 
every time you would raise your foot to your ear, 
opening up that beautiful wet cunt of yours, one of 
these three would stop playing and go stick their cock 
in it."

"Hey," John defended, "I can remember you and Ana 
stopping in the middle of some songs to stick your 
tongues in there too!"

"He's right Lana," Ana admitted, "but who was going to 
resist such an open invitation?"

"The important thing," Ron said a little annoyed, "is 
that we managed to get ready somehow." Then looking 
over at Hannah he said, "and Honey, I meant to tell 
you, I prohibit you from ever disrupting rehearsals 
like that again. UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes Master!" Hannah said grinning.

Turning to Lana and Ana, he added, "That goes for you 
two also. Especially," he said looking at Ana, "for 
you. You are supposed to be in charge of the band, and 
somehow I've ended up with the job."

"Well I've been in some serious therapy these last two 
weeks, remember?" Ana said this a bit annoyed then 
added, "but I promise to take care of things now that 
my therapy is over.

They heard the studio door open and Debbie and Katrina 
entered and walked over to them. 

Lana looked at the Wilson girls clothes and said, "Hey, 
what's that? You know the rules by now!"

Debbie gave a small sigh and Katrina a big smile as 
they got out of their clothes and left them lying in a 
bundle on the ground.

"Next time remember that the cabinet outside is there 
to hang up your clothes before you come inside!" Lana 
exhorted.

"Not that I in any way mind," Katrina said eyeing all 
the naked Anderson kids, "but doesn't practicing in the 
nude throw your rhythm off in any way? Especially you 
Donny," she said walking over to him, "sitting at those 
drums with this long hard drumstick just waiting to be 
used." She dropped to her hands and knees in front of 
him and said forcefully, "use it!"

Don only studied Katrina's open pussy for a moment 
before ramming his erect cock in her cunt and starting 
a slow fuck rhythm.

"So I take it you bring news of the party tonight," 
Lana said going over and lying in front of Katrina so 
Katrina would bury her mouth in Lana's pussy as Don 
fucked her.

"Well," Debbie said, rolling her eyes at her sister, 
"We've only gotten confirmation from around 300 of the 
students, but we're pretty sure that more will show up, 
plus, we got a tip that at least two of the other high 
schools are planning to crash the party. We decided 
it'll be best not to stop them; we don't want to start 
a turf war over possession of you six."

Debbie suddenly noticed the shocked look on the 
Anderson kids and stopped talking giving John a, "is 
something wrong" look.

"300 plus students," John questioned. "Debbie, when we 
talked about a combination end of vacation and birthday 
bash, we were thinking on the level of you inviting 
around 20 of the most decent (preferably sexually 
active) kids from our year here to the studio for some 
music, dancing, cake and hopefully a little Anderson 
type fun. How did we end up with 300 plus guests and 
where are we suppose to host a party like that?"

Seeing he was upset, Debbie walked over to him and 
hugged him giving him a tender kiss, she then dropped 
her hand to his cock and placing it at the entrance of 
her cunt impaled herself. As John calmed down a little, 
working his cock in and out of her, she said, "This is 
a birthday party for you; everything is being taken 
care of. The six of you have to do nothing except show 
up and play 2 or 3 sets between 6 P.M. and Midnight 
tonight."

"Show up," Ana asked suspiciously, "where exactly?"

"At the school auditorium of course," Debbie answered, 
moaning as Ron stepped behind her and impaled her ass. 
"We also have permission to use the cafeteria to serve 
the cake and soda."

"You have cake and soda for 300 plus kids?" Hannah 
asked incredulously.

"Yeah," Katrina said, raising her head from Lana's 
pussy for a moment. "The Wise kids arranged for these 
incredible giant cakes, one for each of you, with a 
small statue of you on top. That's Henry and Martha 
Wise, by the way; their parents own the local bakery." 
With that, Katrina buried her face once more in Lana's 
twat.

"And the Clinton kids, Jack and Jerry, provided us with 
several cases of soft drinks. Their parents own the 
supermarket in the mall." Debbie said.

"Did you say from 6 to midnight," Ana questioned. 

"Six hours," Hannah said, "that's pretty long isn't 
it?"

"Well you won't be alone, 'the Riverdale Rockers' 
another local band from our school will be playing 
between your sets."

"Yeah," Katrina said, torturing Lana by once more 
interrupting her sucking just as Lana had been about to 
cum, "and 'Cool Carl' and 'Loud Leo' are going to 
alternate the DJ duties, they both go to your high 
school also."

"FINISH ME ALREADY!" Lana screamed.

"Oh," Katrina said smiling wickedly, "sorry don't know 
how I could have forgotten." She bent down and sticking 
two fingers in Lana's twat, pumped furiously and then, 
biting Lana's clit, pulled her fingers out rapidly and 
glued her mouth to Lana's hole just as she exploded 
like 'Old Faithful'.

After a good and very long drink that left Lana weak 
and helpless, Katrina said, once more smiling, "You're 
as reliable as 'Old Faithful' Lana."

Hardly able to talk Lana gave Katrina a wry smile and 
said, "You're evil!"

"I'll say," Don commented from behind her. "I've been 
pumping her forever and she refuses to cum for me!"

"I cum when I want to cum!" Katrina said defiantly, "no 
one makes me cum."

"So you've said," Don said a little annoyed, "and I 
respect that, but that little 'in no way are you to cum 
before me' rule of yours puts me in a bit of a mess, 
because girl, I have been ready!"

"Well, I am a bit thirsty," Katrina admitted dislodging 
Don's cock and turning, "I give you permission to cum 
in my mouth." With that she sucked Don's cock in.

Lana, who was still on the floor, saw Katrina's spread 
legs and she had a perfect view of Katrina's open 
pussy, her swollen and over-sized clit, and her 
rosebud. She slowly slid behind Katrina and when she 
was sure Don had started to cum, she simultaneously 
stuck the index finger of one hand deep in Katrina's 
ass, three fingers from the other hand in Katrina's 
open twat and Lana then glued her mouth to Katrina's 
super-swollen and currently super sensitive clit. As 
Lana started pumping all fingers furiously, and bit 
Katrina's clit, a scream escaped from around Don's 
exploding cock; Katrina, however, didn't stop sucking 
and drinking Don's offering for a second. 

Lana knew that Katrina was even more of a cum whore 
than Hannah (if that was possible) and that once she 
started drinking she would never risk losing a single 
drop of cum, Lana therefore took the opportunity to 
force a massive orgasm on Katrina and as Don finished 
cumming, Katrina fell to the ground screaming loudly as 
Lana continued pumping away at both her pussy and ass.

Debbie, who totally enjoyed watching Katrina being 
sexually dominated (her younger sister had been 
mercilessly dominating both her and her brother since 
she hit puberty) gave a scream of her own as, 
sandwiched between John and Ron, she started to cum 
violently herself. John and Ron took this as a signal 
to let go of their own orgasms and they flooded 
Debbie's cunt and her ass with cum.

Lana finally pulled her fingers out of Katrina's pussy 
and started drinking her flowing juices, taking the 
opportunity to violently tongue fuck her and make her 
cum again and again.

After around 15 minutes of this, and Katrina's repeated 
pleas for it to stop, Lana finally relinquished control 
of Katrina to Don who went over and bending down over 
Katrina started kissing her as he squeezed her tits.

Lana in the meantime looked over at Debbie and found 
her in a 69 with Ana who cleaning out John's cum in her 
pussy while Hannah leaning over Debbie cleaned out 
Ron's cum from her ass. Soon it was obvious that Debbie 
was cumming again too, and if she wasn't screaming as 
usual, it was only because her tongue and mouth were 
busy in Ana's pussy.

After everyone had a time to catch their breath, and 
come back to their senses, Katrina looked angrily at 
Lana and said, "That wasn't fair; you sneaked up on 
me!"

"Well I'm sorry you didn't enjoy yourself." Lana said 
mischievously.

Katrina went over to Lana and hugging her bent down 
bringing Lana to the ground with her, as she ended up 
lying flat on top of Lana, Katrina said, "Who said I 
didn't like it my Queen." Katrina then locked lips with 
Lana and as their tongues dueled they locked legs 
around each other squishing their breasts against one 
another and Katrina rubbed her brunette cunt against 
Lana's blond one, at times actually pumping her large 
swollen clit in Lana's twat."

"Looks like those two are going to be in a domination 
war for a while," John said, helping Debbie up. "Tell 
me something, with the way you two scream when you cum, 
how is it possible for your parents not to know that 
you have been sexually active for years?"

"It's not," Debbie said, "Mom even walked in on the 
three of us in action once."

"And she didn't say anything?" Hannah said.

"Or at least ask to join you," Ana added.

"Yeah," Don said, "if they didn't want to stop you, it 
usually is because they wouldn't mind joining you."

"Well Mom just smiled at us," Debbie said, "and walked 
out. She's never mentioned it, and neither has Dad, but 
we're sure she told him."

"Well that's weird," John said, "anyway, about the 
school concert, at what time can we go set up the 
equipment?"

"Oh yeah," Debbie said suddenly remembering something, 
"That's what we came to tell you, Jason will be by at 
around 3 P.M. to pick up all of your equipment, Harry 
Fuller and Jennifer Ramos will be helping him. They'll 
be coming in Harry's van, so they'll have plenty of 
room for everything, even you six if you want to go 
early and personally manage the stage set."

"Maybe we'll do that," John said throwing an eye at 
where Katrina and Lana were still trying to dominate 
each other. They were both obviously on the verge of 
cumming, but neither wanted to be the one forced to cum 
first. John walked over to them and bending down behind 
Katrina rapidly stuck a finger up her ass causing her 
to scream and let go of her defenses making her once 
more cum strongly. Lana breathing a sigh of relief then 
allowed herself to orgasm strongly as well. "I expect 
we'll all be more relaxed by then," John finished 
smiling.

*** 

As their equipment was packed up later that afternoon, 
John caught Lana throwing him a dirty look, she hadn't 
spoken to him since band practice and he was starting 
to get annoyed. Going over to her he said, "Come on, 
you can't still be angry at me."

"I could have beaten her without your help!" Lana said 
coldly.

"Well the point is you didn't have to do it alone. 
Katrina needed a small reminder that when it comes to 
Triplet X Love Times 2, if you take on one of us, you 
take on all of us. You needed a little reminding of 
that yourself. Plus, you were about to explode and I 
couldn't let an outsider beat one of us."

"I was not about to explode!" Lana screamed furiously.

"Lana," John said calmly, "I've seen you cum a zillion 
times now, I could recognize that look on your face." 
As he said this he smiled at her.

Lana smiled back and said, "Okay, I admit it, I was 
about to blow, but it was more over the thought that 
she could actually use that damn beautiful super-large 
clit of hers like a small cock, than from the actual 
sensations. I'm telling you, and this is just between 
you and me for now, if there is one girl that temps me 
to cross over completely like Ana has, it's Katrina."

"It would never work though," John said, "the two of 
you are too much alike."

"Yeah," Lana said frowning, but then, quickly smiling 
she added, "but I bet we could be most 'fucking' best 
friends around."

"Hey you two," they heard someone say, "are you coming 
or what; everything is ready."

As they stepped out of the studio, where they had gone 
to check for anything they might have forgotten, Ron 
said, "So, did you find anything?"

"No," John said throwing Lana a nod, "I think we have 
everything covered."

"Yeah," Lana agreed. "We have everything."

Harry Fuller's van turned out to be a 15 passenger 
Dodge Ram 3500 with, as promised, more than enough room 
for everything, but, since the Andersons decided to 
pack their equipment in its usual trailer, which they 
attached to the back of the van, the van itself seemed 
much larger than necessary. 

Even with eleven people in it. As well as the 
Andersons, the van passengers included, the 3 Wilson 
kids (Katrina kept throwing looks at Lana that 
alternated between, "I'm going to kill you" and "Will 
you marry me"), Jennifer Ramos (whom the Andersons 
understood had actually taken over the entertainment 
coordination) and Harry Fuller who was driving. During 
the long ride to the school, the Andersons talked to 
(or rather interrogated) these last two intensively, 
the Andersons couldn't quite put their finger on it, 
but there was something very strange about this pair.

*** 

"OH—MY—GOD!" Hannah screamed as the van finally pulled 
into the school parking lot. She was the only one that 
had found a voice to talk. Everyone else was just too 
shocked.

John finally said, "How far does it go?"

"Around the next three or four blocks," Jennifer 
answered calmly.

"How are we supposed to get around that mob of people 
and how are they supposed to fit in the same auditorium 
at once," Don asked.

"The auditorium holds 25 rows of 40 seats; that's 1000 
people. To cut down on attendance we started two lines 
and said that anyone willing to donate 20 dollars could 
get on the donation line and that everyone on that line 
would be allowed to enter first."

As Jennifer explained this, John threw another look at 
the giant multi-block line or teenagers and said, "I 
only see one line, guess no one wanted to donate ehhh?"

"Actually," Jennifer said, "That's the donation line. 
No one wanted to risk losing their place on the line so 
they all coughed up the 20 bucks. We used the school 
computer to print up the thousand tickets and passed 
them around last night."

"Wait a second," Hannah said, "you sold 1000 tickets at 
20 dollars a piece for them to be here tonight! That's-
-"

"—20,000 dollars, yeah, I was trying to figure a decent 
way to split it between the other band and two disc 
jockeys but they all agreed that since they had planned 
to do this as a free birthday gift to you, you can keep 
it all." Hearing three loud thuds behind her, Jennifer 
looked around and saw John, Ron and Don each trying to 
give one of the Anderson girls some air. "What 
happened," she asked concerned.

"It's all right," John said, "they all just seem to 
have fainted, good thing we're here so early, they're 
going to need some serious relaxation time before the 
concert."

***

Two hours later, as Debbie and Katrina helped the girls 
into their costumes (after a long and satisfying period 
of relaxation 'exercises') Lana said, "so tell me some 
more about Harry and Jennifer, I mean, they seem nice 
enough, but I kept getting a strange vibe from them I 
really don't know what."

"Yeah," Hannah said, "that Harry was weird. I noticed 
he wouldn't give any of us a second look, but he 
wouldn't stop checking out the front of the boys 
shorts."

"Well Harry may not have wanted to give us a second 
look, but Jennifer not only wouldn't stop looking at 
us, she pulled me to the side and after winking at me 
passed me her phone number and said, "when you're ready 
to come out, call me." Ana held up a piece of paper and 
added, "I don't know what she meant."

"They might be easier to understand when you know that 
they are the co-Presidents of the 'Gay and Lesbian 
Society'," Katrina said helping Ana on with her long 
boots.

"Gay and Lesbian Society," Ana said surprised, "but how 
did—I mean what did she mean—" Ana couldn't quite get 
her words out and Lana decided to talk instead.

"So, a Gay and Lesbian Society, that means that 
students can proudly proclaim who they are in High 
School without fear of being mocked."

"Not really," Debbie said sadly, "those that go to 
their meetings know it's like painting a bulls-eye on 
their backs, but most of them don't care what other 
people think. The majority of the members are activists 
like Jennifer. She actually sued the school last year 
for the right to open the club."

"Wow," Ana said, somewhat impressed, "that's brave; I 
don't think I could ever be brave like that."

When they had all finished dressing, Ana made a final 
inspection of their costumes and frowning at Hannah 
said, "Honey, I'm sorry; you can not wear your dog 
collar on stage. We are supposed to all look exactly 
alike. Now take it off."

Hannah looked horrified at the thought, but finally, 
nodded and taking it off, passed it to Debbie for safe 
keeping.

Lana noticed the frown on Hannah's face; she actually 
looked like she wanted to cry. "It's okay," Ana said, 
"you'll have it back soon enough."

"I know," Hannah said, "it's just that I feel so naked 
all of a sudden."

Coming from a girl that had just spent the last 5 to 6 
days totally naked, and was now wearing the most she 
had worn in 3 weeks, this statement sounded so absurd 
that they all, even Hannah herself, started cracking up 
with laughter, all final pangs of nervousness washing 
away from them.

*** 

As the applause finally died down a little, Debbie took 
the podium in the corner of the stage and said, "We 
thank Triplet X Love Times 2 for that super-awesome 
first set! They will be back in half-an-hour with their 
2nd set of the night. Now I leave you with 'Loud Leo'!"

As more applause was heard, and someone else took the 
stage, the Andersons could see from back stage Debbie 
turn and almost run toward them. She gave a leap and 
landed right in John's arms and somehow, her lips 
managed to land on his.

"Umm," Lana said, "so I take it WE sounded alright?"

Debbie finally stopped kissing John long enough to say, 
"Do you really have to ask?"

"Well no," Lana said, "but from the reward you were 
giving John I thought you needed reminding that it 
wasn't a solo act," she smiled as she said this.

Smiling back, Debbie took a quick look around and when 
she was sure no one else could see them, she grabbed 
Lana and gave her as hot and intimate a kiss as she had 
just given John.

"Okay," Ana said, "that's enough of that, for now 
anyway, what do we do next?"

"Well," Debbie said releasing Lana, "you should all go 
and cut your cakes in the cafeteria. I just was a 
picture of each of you making the first cut."

*** 

As they walked into the cafeteria they were greeted by 
a loud chorus of "Happy Birthday to You" by a rather 
large group of students. The cafeteria was to be used 
for scheduled intermissions throughout the concert 
night, but students were free to take a break as they 
pleased; and it obviously pleased a lot of them to take 
breaks when Triplet X Love Times 2 wasn't on stage.

As Debbie then led the Andersons through some back 
doors, into the kitchen area, they froze when they saw 
the six giant cakes with figurines of each of them on 
top.

"Holy cow," John said looking at one of the miniature 
statues, "it's me; blue belt and necklace stone and 
all!"

"Hey," Lana said, "here I am, an 'L' on both the 
costume and the necklace."

"We've only been active here for 3 weeks," Ana said, 
"How could anyone get all these details so perfect?"

Then, suddenly freezing, all the Andersons turned and 
looking at the Wilson kids shot them a bit of an angry 
look.

A little nervous, the Wilson's all smiled and said once 
more, "Happy Birthday!"

The Andersons eased up a little and smiling back said, 
"Thank You!"

As pictures were taken of each of them cutting their 
cakes, they were handed the figurines on top as 
memorials and Debbie then led them all back into the 
cafeteria to eat their cake and have something to 
drink.

In a table in the center of the cafeteria they received 
another surprise.

"Mom, Dad, Amy, Pietro—what are—"

"Hey," Stan said, "we missed your first big concert in 
this town; did you really think we'd miss the 2nd one 
too?"

"Happy birthday kids," Laura said.

"Thanks Mom," they all said as they sat and ate cake 
while waiting for the next set.

"You know," Ron said, leaning over and whispering to 
John, "A person can get to enjoy this attention thing."

"Yeah," John said, "but they can also let it go to 
their heads too."


Chapter Three – The Mistress of Pain and her Secret 
Lair


The next afternoon John called a meeting of the band in 
the studio, he seemed extra happy about something. 

The concert the night before had been a—well the words 
'complete success'—just doesn't start to cover what the 
night had been.

However, by the end of the concert all the Anderson 
household, even the adults that were not on stage 
working, were pretty tired out. When they finally got 
home, everyone went straight to bed for once and ended 
up sleeping in late.

Now, as all the kids entered the studio, they still had 
sleepy looks, as well as inquisitive ones on their 
faces.

"I know you're all a bit tired still," John began, "God 
knows I am, look at this cock of mine, it hasn't sprung 
to life all day," he looked at the girls and smiling 
said, "and just being in the same room with those 
incredible naked bodies of yours is usually enough to 
have it at full size. Anyway though, since we start 
school tomorrow, I wanted to figure out by the end of 
today what should be done with this." He pulled out 
what appeared to be a bank passbook from under the 
computer keyboard.

"What is it," Lana asked.

"It's a bank book," Hannah said in an 'isn't that 
obvious' tone, "the real question is; whose is it?"

"It belongs to Triplet X Love Times 2," John said, "and 
it holds $20,000.00."

"You're kidding," Ana said, "I thought that Jennifer 
girl was just pulling our legs, I mean, she didn't 
mention anything more about it."

"Probably because her first mention of it left you 
three so freaked out," Ron said smiling.

"Well, she gave this to me after we finished our last 
set," John said, "I decided to let you all get a good 
night's sleep before mentioning it."

"So what should we do with it?" Don asked.

"Well, we can split it evenly among all of us and 
everyone does what they want," Ron suggested.

"No," Ana said strongly, "this is the bands money and 
we should use it solely for the band!"

"What," Lana said, "like for new instruments and 
costumes?"

"Our instruments are already brand new," Don said, "and 
as for your costumes, NEVER change them."

"Personally," John said, "I agree with Ana, that this 
is the bands money and it should be used exclusively 
for the band, which is why I had a bit of a suggestion 
myself."

"And that is—" Lana said dubiously.

"Well, we'll all be sixteen by the end of this month," 
John said, "old enough to have driver's licenses…"

"You want us to buy a vehicle for the band," Ana said 
with a smile.

"I like that idea," Ron said, "but 20,000 dollars won't 
get us much of van and any vehicle for the band should 
definitely be a large van, at least."

"But if we all agree, we can talk to Mom and Dad; let 
them know we have the down-payment and ask them to put 
up the rest as our birthday and if necessary even our 
Christmas gifts this year. You decide," John said.

"If Mom and Dad agree to put up the rest on a good 
van," Lana said, "I'm in!"

"But it has to be a new van," Ana said, "nothing used."

"And we have to agree to have equal use of it when not 
in use for the band!" Don added strongly.

"Let's do it," Ron said.

"Well, my master's vote is my vote!" Hannah said, "So I 
guess it's unanimous."

"Great," John said, "We can talk to Mom and Dad at 
dinner tonight."

*** 

"Wow," Ana said as the girls walked back to their room. 
"The Triplet X Love Times 2 tour van, do you think 
there's a chance Mom and Dad will agree to it?"

"Well," Lana said, "John had some pretty convincing 
arguments ready. I think the one about the school being 
so far away and that with our own van we wouldn't need 
to wait for anyone else to drive us there will probably 
win it for us in the end."

As they entered the room Hannah said, "Oh, I forgot, I 
was going to get a cup of coffee. Anyone want 
anything?"

Lana grabbed Ana and pulling her on the bed said, "What 
I want to drink is right here," and she buried her head 
in Ana's cunt.

Hannah rolled her eyes a second and stepped out.

As she walked down the hall toward the stairs, she 
noticed a light on the ceiling start to blink. "Oh come 
on," Hannah (the electronics genius) thought, "we 
haven't been in this house 3 weeks, well 5 if you count 
the 2 weeks the boys were here before us, still, the 
lights can't be dying already."

Hannah looked closely at the ceiling and realized that 
she hadn't really taken a notice of it until now. "I 
never noticed how beautiful those hall lamps really 
are, and those chandeliers are exquisite!"

As she studied the two chandeliers, her eyes drifted to 
the almost blank space on the ceiling between them, she 
especially caught sight of the ugly metal round hook 
that seemed so out of place, "Maybe someone had a large 
plant hanging from there once," Hannah thought at 
first.

Hannah wasn't sure why this caught her attention so 
much, but she figured it was because its location was 
so mathematically disproportionate to the rest of the 
items on the ceiling. Sometimes being a mathematician 
could be a curse.

She walked over to it and kept looking up at the 
ceiling, there was something wrong here; Hannah didn't 
know how she could have failed to see it before.

Hannah looked around the hall for something long and 
with a curved end, spotting the umbrella stand, she saw 
several umbrellas but thought, "They won't work". 
Hannah then noticed a metal cane among them and 
thought, "But that might be strong enough."

Grabbing the cane, she walked over and stood right 
under the circular hook, stretching, she tried to hook 
it with the end of the cane. After a few failed tries, 
she finally hooked it and thought, "Well, now let's see 
if my hunch is right." Hannah pulled down, it required 
a bit of force, but she finally smiled as she brought 
the ceiling down with her, or rather the trap door on 
the ceiling which had stairs on the other side. She 
took the cane out of the hook and returned it to the 
umbrella stand.

"I knew it!" Hannah thought excitedly, "an attic room." 
She ran up the stairs and instantly found a light 
switch and turned on the lights.

Once the lights were on, she quickly found a rope that 
was used to manually raise the stairs back up and re-
seal the ceiling below. Doing that, she thought, "now 
let's take a good look at this room."

Hannah was standing in a very large room, and at first 
glance, she thought there was nothing in it, but then, 
she realized that there were several large covers 
throughout the entire room, and there was obviously 
furniture under them.

Hannah slowly began to fold the dust covers, making 
sure not to spread, what appeared to be, a decades 
worth of dust on the protected furniture below.

"Wow!" Hannah thought as she looked around the blood 
red room she was in. Everything from the curtains on 
the windowless wall, to the bed sheets of the 
incredibly large circular bed in the center of the room 
was a very provocative and almost erotic red.

In front of the bed was an old, old fashioned, TV with 
an old VCR on top and several video cassettes. They 
were apparently home movies and they all began with the 
words "The Mistress of Pain and" in the handwritten 
title.

Wondering if this ancient equipment could still work 
(it seemed very well preserved) Hannah hit the on 
button of the TV and it powered on. Nothing however 
could be seen except for snow. Hannah then hit the 
power button of the VCR, and noticing that there was 
already a tape in it, hit the play button.

*** 

A whip cracked as a picture focused on a woman dressed 
in thin red leather and a mask saying, "You suck my 
pussy! Suck it 'til I cum!"

Hannah noticed that the Mistress' costume had holes 
where the tits, pussy and ass coverings would normally 
be, these areas were therefore all exposed. In fact, 
Hannah suddenly realized, her whole back is, Hannah 
hadn't noticed before because she was wearing a cape.

"She sort of looks like Catwoman, in hot red. Man she 
has a nice cunt. Her boobs aren't bad either."

Hannah sat on the bed to watch the movie and gave a 
little scream. As soon as she sat, the bed started to 
vibrate.

"Wow, a vibrating bed; that is so cool."

She lay flat on her stomach and let the beds vibrations 
rush through her naked cunt and clit as well as the 
nipples of her boobs; Hannah then watched as the 
Mistress' first slave went to work on her pussy, she 
then saw the Mistress crack her whip again and when she 
pulled it back, it was tied around the neck of a young 
girl.

"She can't be older than me," Hannah thought.

"While your brother takes care of my lower region, 
darling, you, you will take care of my tits," and using 
the whip pulled the young girls head right onto one of 
her boobs, "do it right!"

The young girl immediately began to suck her tit hard 
and fast, grabbing the other one with her hand and 
squeezing and pinching it.

"More!" The Mistress screamed, "I need to feel more! I 
need toys tonight, many, many toys!" She cracked her 
whip again and when she pulled it back it was around 
the waist of 10 to 11 year old girl.

"Your brother and sister are helping me to calm down 
girl, but I need more HELP!"

"Tell me what you need me to do my mistress." The girl 
said.

"I need you to suck my ass. I need to feel your tongue 
deep in me. Can you do that girl?"

"Yes my mistress, my true love," and she walked around 
the Mistress and started working on her butt."

Hannah felt herself getting very hot, whether because 
of the action on screen or because of the vibrations on 
her clit she wasn't sure, "It's probably both," Hannah 
thought gasping.

"I still have a tit without a mouth, that hand is not 
enough, this isn't good!" Grabbing the young lady on 
her breast by her red hair and pulling her up she said, 
"Bring me another mouth to feed, NOW!"

The young lady scampered off the screen only to return 
a few minutes later with what appeared to be an 8 to 9 
year old naked boy. Except for the Mistress, all those 
on screen were totally naked. "Sort of feels like home, 
"Hannah thought smiling.

"My mistress," the young lady said, "this is my 
youngest brother, he too is yours today."

The Mistress presented her tit to the little boy and he 
began feasting joyously. The Mistress then took him in 
her arms and she signaled the young lady to return to 
her other boob.

"All she needs is something to suck herself," Hannah 
thought, "Oh shit!"

Hannah was shocked when she saw the Mistress bend her 
head and start sucking the young boys little cock as he 
continued sucking her boobs.

Hannah suddenly felt her cunt juices flowing and she 
realized that she was in the middle of a massive 
orgasm. After several minutes, in which Hannah thought 
she would dehydrate from the gallons of cunt juice she 
was losing, she tried to force herself down from the 
sexual high she was in, but she couldn't break the 
orgasm.

"Ohhhh mmmmyyyyy GGGooooodddd—" she thought, 
"ththththiiiissss isss grreaaat!!!" However, great as 
she felt, she knew she had to stop it somehow. "I have 
to get—get—get off this bbbeeeddddd!" She thought. She 
realized that it was the vibrations going directly to 
her clit and cunt that were keeping her in orgasm, but 
she couldn't bring herself to pull away.

Finally, using every source of will power available, 
she rolled strongly to her side, and kept rolling, she 
rolled right off the bed and, WHUP! She fell right onto 
the soft round rug that surrounded the circular bed. 
She just lied there for several minutes looking to 
regain her strength.

"That's right, suck away my little boy; drink all that 
juice so you will be a good strong young man one day. 
Amy, since your brother and sister are a little busy 
there on the rug, why don't you climb up here and give 
me something to drink. This bed is too big for just 
your baby brother and me anyway."

Hannah seemed to be hearing these words miles away, but 
some of the words seemed to pull her closer to reality: 
the name of the youngest red-headed girl, Amy, the 
mention of a big bed, and the mention of a rug on the 
floor.

Hannah looked at the screen and she saw the older 
siblings in a 69 on the very rug she was now lying on; 
on the bed above was the Mistress, lying on her back 
with the little boy between her legs sucking wildly at 
her pussy. Amy was climbing over the Mistress and 
straddling her face, the Mistress then began exploring 
Amy's pussy with her tongue.

"Well that's one mother that loved her kids as much as 
Mom," Hannah thought smiling; she had no doubt that the 
kids the Mistress was playing with were her own. The 
fact that they all, the Mistress included, had the same 
deep red hair seemed to confirm this; a deep red hair, 
by the way, that she had been seeing for the last 3 
weeks on someone else.

Hannah finally felt enough strength to explore the room 
a bit more. She noticed that the room actually 
connected to two other rooms, one on either side.

"Holy Cow," Hannah thought as she walked into one of 
the rooms. "SHIT, now this is a BATH room!"

The room she was standing in was around the size of a 
small bedroom. On first stepping in there was a toilet 
bowl on the right hand and a hand sink with mirrored 
medicine cabinet on the left. The entire rest of the 
room was made up of a bath tub large enough for around 
8 people to sit in comfortable.

"I bet I can swim in that thing" Hannah thought.

Turning around, she decided to take a peek at the other 
room. As she stepped through the door, her eyes popped 
and her mouth dropped open. "What is this place," she 
thought, "a 14th century dungeon in an attic?" Hannah 
walked over to what appeared to be a rack, a sort of 
long table with chains on the arms and legs and a wheel 
to stretch people into pure anguish. In front of this 
was a stock, with holes for a person's ankles and 
wrists. There were chains throughout the walls also.

Looking toward the other wall, Hannah saw all sorts of 
spanking pads and whipping tools hanging from the wall: 
whips, belts, pads of all sizes and shapes and even, 
and this shocked Hannah, some stun guns, "I didn't even 
know they had anything like that back then."

Hannah turned her attention to one final item in the 
room, a large double door wardrobe cabinet against a 
third wall.

On opening the double doors Hannah screamed "Oh my God, 
I've been transported to Erotic Narnia!"

Hanging on the inner doors were: dildos (vaginal, anal, 
strap-on, rubber, metal, vibrating, long, short, thick, 
thin and even remote controlled ones), anal bead 
strings (small, large, graduated, vibrating), collars, 
leashes and (Hannah looked puzzled) feathers?

Hannah picked up a remote control 'kit box' for careful 
investigation and possible future use. She then looked 
in the wardrobe itself (as the majority of what she had 
been looking at was hanging from the inner doors and 
found negligees of various colors but all meant to be 
extra tempting and super-sexual, and Hannah found…

"Wow, it's her!" Hannah pulled out a hanger with the 
Mistress' complete costume, she looked at the mask and 
grabbing it, she put it on, suddenly, an evil smile 
formed on Hannah's face, she bent down in the wardrobe 
and pulled out a mace like spray can with the words 
'Knock-out' on it. Closing the door she looked at 
herself in the wardrobe mirror and said wickedly, "I 
need toys tonight, many, many toys!"


Chapter Four – The Mistress Reborn


"So Mom, Dad, what do you think," John asked, "is it a 
fair deal?"

"Hmmm," Stan said as he took a bite of his ham, "So you 
have 20 thousand and you want us to put up the rest for 
a good van, possibly between 60 and 70 thousand for the 
purchase, registration and insurance for new drivers; 
and this van is for use by the band." He took another 
bite of his ham and said, "in return we give you no 
presents this year for your birthday or Christmas."

Laura looked at him as he looked thoughtfully at his 
ham, "What do you think, Stan," she asked.

"Well, they having their own van can definitely be 
helpful, but, I need to think better about exactly how 
many birthday and Christmas gifts our share would truly 
be worth. I am an accountant remember! Not to mention 
that—" he looked over his shoulder and called, "Amy can 
I get that special bottle." Turning back he said, "what 
was I saying, oh yeah, not to mention—" Amy came 
rushing in with a box about the size of a champagne 
bottle.

"Here you are sir, just imported." She looked around 
the table and stopping on Hannah gave a small scream.

"Amy, what's wrong?" Everyone said.

"Oh," Amy said, catching herself before saying anything 
suspicious, "felt a little dizzy for a second."

"You haven't been sampling that imported champagne have 
you?" John asked suspiciously, "You know what it can do 
to you, especially since no one in this house drinks 
alcohol."

Amy smiled a bit, but unable to hold back she asked, 
"Hannah, pet, are you trying to channel Michael 
Jackson, because really that should be white if you 
are."

Everyone turned their eyes to Hannah and for the first 
time that whole night noticed that she was wearing a 
long red leather glove on one hand.

"Oh," Hannah said, "my hand was hurting a little and I 
put this on to keep a little pressure on it. I hope I'm 
not getting carpel tunnel already, I have been on a 
computer since I was like 1 year old."

"Not to mention the number of hand jobs you've been 
giving lately." Lana said smiling.

"You mean like this," Hannah said, suddenly grabbing 
Ron's cock, in the seat next to her, with her gloved 
hand and pumping furiously, "this is actually 
exercising my hand, good therapy."

Ron, who had been taken by surprise, more by Hannah's 
sudden dominant attitude than the action itself, said 
"Hannah don't, —don't –don't stop please don't stop!" 
Something about the feel of the gloves fabric as well 
as the very different masturbation technique Hannah was 
using was driving him over the edge. Hannah suddenly 
bent down, swallowed Ron's cock and with the gloved 
hand squeezed his balls while she bit his cock head; 
Ron joyously blew his load into her eager and greedily 
swallowing mouth.

Everyone seemed paralyzed by Hannah's action, but Amy, 
more than anyone, seemed, not only paralyzed, but 
almost terrified, and when Hannah sat back up and said, 
"What, I was thirsty, this is the dinner table; we 
should be able to have our favorite drinks here." Amy 
ran out of the dining room without a backward glance. 
"Looks like someone had a serious call of nature," 
Hannah added.

No one talked for several minutes, they all tried to 
look extra shocked and annoyed, but the truth was 
Hannah's actions had made them all just want to start 
masturbating like crazy themselves, and they needed to 
fight to keep their cool.

When everyone continued in silence Hannah finally broke 
it by saying, "So Dad, what's really in the box?"

"What," Stan said suddenly.

"The champagne box, what's the surprise you have for 
us?" Hannah repeated.

All the other kids looked suspiciously from Stan to 
Hannah and Stan said, "How—"

"—next time you want to wrap a surprise present, 
remember, like John said, no one in this house drinks 
alcohol."

"Oh right," Stan said sheepishly as all the kids now 
turned to him with a 'hey, that's right' look.

"You know," Laura said, "having a genius for a daughter 
can sometimes be a drag. Okay Stan, show them."

"Like I said before, we'll discuss how many birthday 
and Christmas gifts this van deal would be worth, but 
as for this birthday, seeing as it is your 16th and 
somewhat special, we have a little something for each 
of you." He opened the box on the table and, tilting 
it, let six smaller boxes slide out. These were gift 
wrapped and each had the name of one of the kids.

"Now I want you to take very good care of these," Stan 
said, "and learn to use them wisely."

The kids, each, opened their box and smiling Lana was 
the first to say, "A cell phone!"

"A camera cell phone," Don corrected.

"No, it's a video camera cell phone," Ana added.

Hannah and John had shocked looks on their faces and 
couldn't seem to talk.

Ron was the first to say, "Wait a minute, is this 
Windows Mobile on the phones display, and is this a 
stylus on its side? Are these—"

"Pocket Computer Cell Phones," Hannah and John finally 
said together, "they're everything!"

"Oh wow," Ana said, "it's even an mp3 player!"

"Dad, these are incredible," John said.

"I think they like them, Stan," Laura said.

"Okay, remember kids, you share 3000 peek hours a 
month, that's 500 a piece, but you have unlimited 
nights, text messaging, weekends and mobile-to-mobile; 
any questions?"

"How did you find this house," Hannah asked suddenly. 
Everyone threw her a 'what kind of question is that 
look' and she said, "he said any question."

"Well," Stan said laughing, "I actually meant about the 
gifts, but as to the house, it was actually Amy that 
found it. I don't know how she came to know about it, 
but we got it pretty much gift wrapped itself. 
Incredible house that it is and we got it for almost 
nothing. Which is why we were able to afford a lot of 
the extras you find in it, like those plasma TV's and 
the computer network that controls most of the stuff 
around here."

"So Amy got the owner to, pretty much, give it away," 
Hannah repeated thoughtfully, "how interesting."

Stan and Laura retreated to their room early that 
night, around at eight, with a request that no one 
disturb them. Stan would be starting his new job the 
next day and he wanted to sleep well and long, meaning 
that any fun he planned on having with Laura would have 
to come earlier than usual.

"Let's go to our room," Hannah told her sisters, "I 
want to show you something."

"It has to do with these new cell phones right," Ana 
said, "come on; I want to learn everything about them."

As they climbed the stairs, Lana asked, "So what was 
all that at dinner, a slave rebellion? And what about 
all those questions about the house and Amy? And are 
you still refusing to tell us what you were doing for 8 
hours today when you apparently vanished from the face 
of the earth?"

Hannah didn't say anything, she just led the way into 
the room and when they were all in she said, "Ana, come 
help me in the bathroom with something; Lana wait here, 
it's a surprise."

"A birthday surprise for your Queen," Lana asked 
smiling.

"You can say that," Hannah said as she and Ana passed 
through the bathroom door.

Not two minutes later Hannah re-emerged wearing a big 
smile and Lana said, "so where is my surprise?"

"You'll have to come and see," Hannah said.

As Lana pulled beside her she said, "You know, I know 
that look in your eye, you are super-horny today, even 
more than usual I mean."

"Maybe," Hannah admitted, "by the way, smell this new 
perfume of mine, it's called 'sex toy gatherer'." She 
sprayed something in Lana's face and as Lana crumbled 
to the floor she said, "More toys, I need more toy!"

She heard the door in the boys' room open and as she 
heard John excitedly explaining some of the features of 
their new cell phones she squinted her eyes and once 
again smiled mischievously.

"Forgive me for this intrusion, Master, but can you 
help me please, it's important."

"It better be," Ron said, "because to tell you the 
truth, I'm not very happy with you as a slave at the 
moment!" He said this very angrily while inside he was 
smiling and saying, "though if there were some way to 
make you my official girl friend at school that would 
be your role."

He followed Hannah into the bathroom and as he passed 
the bathtub asked, "Why is Ana sleeping in the tub?"

"She's mad at us because I won't lend her this new 
perfume of mine," and turning to face him said, "here, 
smell."

Three minutes later she reentered the boys room saying, 
"Forgive me again, Don, my Master says this job may 
take a little more strength, he asks if you'll please 
come in and help."

Don got up and wasn't through the door a moment before 
Hannah reentered the room saying, "While they're busy," 
going over to John, "I wanted to talk to you about the 
new cell phone PC's. I take it we can all install your 
mobile version of the surveillance system program on 
them, right?"

"I actually hadn't thought of it," John said, "but 
yeah, it is the same Windows mobile, so, yeah, it 
should work."

Hannah leaned over him with something in her hand 
saying, "What do you think of this knock out feature?"

*** 

Around half-an-hour later, Hannah came down from the 
attic steps and thought, "One more, I need one more for 
a matched set."

She pushed the steps back to the closed position just 
as she heard someone on the steps. Looking toward the 
end of the hall she saw Amy coming at her; she was 
looking very agitated.

"Is something wrong Aims?"

Amy opened her eyes wide again and said, "Please don't 
call me that. It's, well, it's a little painful—anyway, 
I wanted to ask you about your glove, it's rather rare, 
where exactly did you find it?"

"Oh, I don't remember really, it was lying around 
somewhere and I just picked it up; maybe in the garage 
on the way to the studio."

"Can—can I see it?" Amy asked nervously.

"Sure you can," Hannah said, "Look at this, its some 
knock-out craftsmanship!"

*** 

Lana was feeling a little strange, she felt very 
contorted, she tried to straighten up, but there was 
something holding her wrists and her ankles tightly. 
Where was she? What was she doing? She tried to let her 
eyes adjust, wherever she was, the lights were on a 
maximum low. Was that one of the boys on a bed in front 
of her? "No," she said, as her eyes adjusted more, 
"it's not a bed, it's some sort of long table and I 
think he's chained to it."

Lana tried to say something, but suddenly realized she 
was gagged. Looking around the room a bit more, she saw 
several people chained to a wall, exactly how Ron had 
once had her. But the 'Master of Love' definitely 
wasn't behind this, she knew because she could see John 
and Don (she could make out the blue and green stones 
in their necklaces) were two of those chained to the 
wall. 

They were between one of her sisters (she couldn't 
quite see the letter on her necklace) and Amy (who was 
chained with her back towards Lana, she only knew it 
was her by the hair), that meant that Ron, was the 
brother on the table, meaning that whoever was behind 
this (and she had her suspicions as to who that was) 
wanted the 'Orgasm Queen' and the 'Master of Love' to 
have some special attention.

Lana tried to speak again, even through the gag when, 
SLAP! She looked up shocked to see who had just hit her 
so hard across the face.

"You dare to try to use your mouth to speak Slave," the 
person standing before her said, "a slave's mouth was 
not made for talking! Must I 'The Mistress of Pain' 
demonstrate to your stupid ignorant self what a slave's 
mouth is for?"

A masked young woman with red hair (a wig Lana was 
sure) stepped into clear view of Lana. She was wearing 
the most incredibly sexy red costume Lana had ever 
seen. "Wow," Lana thought, "I thought our Triplet X 
costumes were something, but that costume make me just 
want to kneel in front of her and stick my tongue up 
her exposed cunt (I better remember not to point out to 
her that her pubic hair is blond)."

Lana knew exactly who was behind the mask, the red 
gloves of the costume were a dead give away; she just 
could not believe it.

"This takes slave rebellion to a whole other level. The 
slave will not only be free, the slave will become the 
master. Well," Lana thought, "no one complained when 
she wanted to spend a week as the family dog, but where 
the hell are we, and how did she get us here?"

"Very well you naïve little whore, I am a little 
thirsty again, let me show you what your mouth is to be 
used for." The Mistress walked over to where Ron was 
lying on the table and engulfed his cock (which was 
pointing straight up to the ceiling) in her mouth.

The Mistress sucked Ron off for some time, but when he 
was just on the verge of cumming, she suddenly released 
his cock taking a clamp from the table, clamped up the 
bottom of Ron's cock, just where the balls end and the 
penis starts. Ron threw her a painful and horrified 
look that said, "You can't leave me like this!"

"Why don't I give you a little help controlling you pc 
muscles slave. I'm thirsty, yes, but I have another job 
for Ron Jr. later, so let's not waste this load."

The Mistress walked over to Ana and Lana could see that 
she had picked something else off the table, "a 
feather," Lana thought, "what does she—oh no!"

Lana saw the Mistress pull something from Ana's twat 
and realized at once she had had Ana on a powerful 
vibrator, and that Ana was on the verge of cumming. But 
apparently, the Mistress was planning to have a little 
fun before allowing Ana any relief.

The Mistress took the vibrator she had just pulled out 
of Ana out and said, "Since this is so nice and slick 
and—" she licked it, "tasty, why don't we give it a 
safe new home."

She walked over to Amy and spreading her ass cheeks 
said, "Open wide, Aims, your Mistress has a nice 
birthday present for you." She then rammed the vibrator 
up Amy's ass and without letting her adjust to the size 
or to the pain, took a whip hanging from her belt and 
whipped Amy three times in the butt before finally 
turning the vibrator on full blast.

As Lana saw Amy's juices flowing between her legs while 
she had an orgasm, Lana's only thought was "get to me 
already! I want to cum like that too!"

The Mistress walked back to stand in front of poor Ana, 
who was in dire need of an orgasm, and taking the 
feather in her hand alternated tickling Ana's nipples 
and her clit. This action resulted in Ana being pushed 
closer and closer toward the massive orgasm she 
desperately needed, but somehow, it never quite came. 
Every time the Mistress lifted the feather to move it 
to another location, Ana's impending orgasm would be 
delayed.

"Oh," Lana thought, "that is beyond cruel, I push Ana 
to the point where she's begging not to cum anymore, 
but all her eyes say now are 'please for the love of 
God, let me cum already!'"

"Do you want to cum, Sugar?" The Mistress asked looking 
Ana in the eyes. Ana looked back almost in tears 
nodding furiously. "Well," the Mistress said, "I'm not 
evil," then letting out a bone tingling, wicked laugh 
she added, "well not entirely, anyway, and I did want 
that drink. If I let you cum, Sugar, do you promise to 
give me enough juice to quench my thirst?"

Ana nodded again and the Mistress stopped teasing with 
the feather and said, "very well, what say we press the 
button on this water fountain then." She then glued her 
mouth to Ana's hole and as she sucked, she grabbed 
Ana's clit with her gloved hand and squeezing, rubbed 
it furiously between two fingers, the feel of the 
leather drove Ana over the edge and she came buckets 
and buckets, all of the cum flowing directly into the 
Mistress' greedy mouth.

"Damn," Lana thought, "I could use some of that right 
now. Does she have to drink it all?"

As she finished cumming, Ana collapsed against the 
wall, and only the chains kept her standing.

"Holy shit," Lana thought, "she looks like she does 
after I've forced around 10 continuous orgasms on her."

"My, that was sweet," the Mistress said, getting to her 
feet. "I knew there was a reason they called you 
Sugar." She grabbed a handful of Ana's hair and pulled 
her forehead to her lips, she first licked Ana's sweat 
and then kissed her forehead and said, "then again, 
honey is just as sweet, if not sweeter than sugar." She 
stuck a finger from her free hand in her own pussy, 
getting the glove's fabric good and wet, she then 
brought it to her lips and tasted saying, "yes, 
definitely better." She then did it again, this time 
sticking the finger under the gag Ana was wearing and 
rolling it over Ana's tongue.

"This Mistress is really brutal," Lana thought with awe 
and not a little pride. Then she impatiently thought, 
"When will she get to me!"

The Mistress next kneeled between John and Don; 
needless to say their cocks were rock hard with all 
they'd seen to this point. Their eyes showed that they 
had been as impatient as Lana for a visit from the 
Mistress.

Grabbing each of their cocks, one in each hand, she 
pulled them toward her and raising her head began to 
alternate sucking them off, bringing first one, then 
the other to the verge of cumming, then moving to the 
other letting the one about to explode rest. After 
several rounds of this, you would see the thick drops 
of sweat on the boys' foreheads and the looks of 
despair in their eyes.

"Oh," The Mistress said suddenly, "would the little 
boys like to cum for their Mistress now?"

John and Don nodded, their eyes pleading that is would 
be so.

"Umm, It is true that I haven't had a cocktail since 
dinner. But who to take," she questioned. John and Don 
started turning their hands within the chains and 
pointing rapidly at themselves their eyes screaming, 
"ME, take me, take me please!"

The Mistress stretched out their cocks to the side so 
their cock heads would rub together; from time to time 
she would bury the slits on the top into one another so 
that it looked like the two cocks were passionately 
kissing. "Eeny, Meany, Miny, Mow," she said as she 
pulled them together and John and Don closed their eyes 
as if they were praying to be the one chosen, "which of 
you has greatest flow?"

The Mistress studied the look of relief on John and the 
look of total anguish on Don as John's cock was chosen, 
but then smiling she said, "Oh what the heck, let's 
make this cocktail a double!" Bending over the Mistress 
put both cockheads in her mouth at once and obviously 
bit tightly.

Lana saw the blissful look that suddenly washed over 
the boys' faces as they were finally allowed to cum, 
and cum, and cum, and cum and, "oh my God," Lana 
thought, "she's a bottomless pit that can't be filled!"

The boys looked near collapse also, but finally they 
ran dry. The Mistress studied their flaccid dicks and 
said, "Well this isn't good, this isn't good at all!"

Sticking a hand in the pouch hanging on her belt she 
extracted what seemed like 3 rather thin dildos. Taking 
two of them, she quickly stuck them up John and Don's 
butts. A buzzing sound told Lana that they were 
vibrators, and that they were on high. The Mistress 
then alternated sucking one of the boys' cocks and 
using the third vibrator in her hand on the other boy's 
cock, she would concentrate on the cock head mostly, 
tonguing the slit and rimming the crown especially.

Within minutes Lana was thinking, "I don't believe it, 
she has them rock hard again already, after loads like 
they just let out. God, they look even bigger than 
usual!" Lana suddenly became aware of the steady 
continuous flow between her legs, she thought at first 
she had peed, but she caught a whiff and thought, "cunt 
juice. I'm flowing as if I'd cum, and she hasn't even 
given me any real attention yet." Lana gave a shiver at 
the thought of what could be left of her when the 
Mistress finally did set her sight on her. "Oh," Lana 
thought, "looks like now that she has them back up, she 
doesn't want them blowing again any time soon.

The Mistress of Pain had put clamps on John and Don's 
cocks similar to the one already worn by Ron. She then 
walked behind Amy and grabbing the vibrator from her 
ass pulled it out saying, "Why don't we plug up this 
leak." And ramming the vibrator into Amy's pussy said, 
"Aims, you naughty, naughty girl, look how you've wet 
the floor!"

Lana saw that the floor under Amy did in fact look as 
if a bottle of water had just been turned over and let 
flow on it.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The Mistress whipped Amy's ass three times, then gave 
the vibrator in her cunt three pumps in and out. The 
Mistress then produced a key which she used to separate 
the chain holding John's arm to the wall, she didn't 
remove the chains from John's hands; she separated the 
end attached to the large round metal screw on the 
wall. Next, she attached the newly freed ends (which 
were really long handcuffs) to Amy's wrists. 

The Mistress then did the same with the chains holding 
John's legs. The result was that as Amy remained 
chained to the wall with her back to John, John was now 
chained to her with his very erect penis pointing at 
Amy's, still very open, anus. It was obvious what the 
Mistress wanted him to do, so he drilled his cock deep 
in Amy's butt.

She smiled and then proceeded to do the exact same 
thing with Don and Ana, except that, since Ana was 
facing Don, the Mistress positioned Don's cock at the 
entrance of Ana's cunt, and he pushed in.

"Now keep pumping you two, I don't want you to stop for 
anything or I will get very, very mad."

 CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

She whipped each of them on the butt twice and they 
pumped hard into the holes in front of them.

"Finally," Lana thought, as the Mistress turned and 
walked toward her.

"Umm," the Mistress said stopping in front of Lana, 
"looks like we've sprung quite a leak here too. You 
wouldn't be trying to cum would you?"

The Mistress reached in her pouch and Lana (who had not 
yet realized it was pouch) thought, "God, how deep is 
that pocket that she can hold so much stuff?" It was 
then, on a closer inspection, that she realized it was 
actually a leather pouch, connected to the same belt 
that she hung her whip. Lana noticed that the belt also 
had several holders in which could be found various 
sized dildos, "A Batman utility belt for sexual 
predators," Lana thought, "where did she get all this 
stuff?"

Lana suddenly started to shake her head furiously as 
she saw the Mistress pull her feather out.

SLAP!

"You would shake your head at me Slave!"

SLAP!

"You would deny your Mistress her fun!"

Lana lowered her head and stared at the wet floor below 
her.

"That's better," the Mistress said, running a gloved 
finger through Lana's leaking twat and bringing it to 
her mouth. "Hmm, yes, Ana is truly sweet, but you dear, 
you are majestic."

Smiling at Lana she leaned over and kissed her on the 
cheek and forehead several times. Then whispered in her 
ear, "Will you believe me if I tell you I'm going to 
make you CUM like you've never cum before?"

Lana nodded greatly as she looked happily in her 
Mistress' eyes.

"But," the Mistress then said, "for the incredible CUM 
I offer you, there is a price." Lana looked at the 
Mistress with eager eyes that said, "I'll do anything 
you want!"

"My price," the Mistress continued, "is patience."

Lana looked down at the floor sadly thinking, "She's 
going to make me wait."

The Mistress bent over the stock and ran her tongue 
through Lana's leaking cunt a few times then quickly 
standing again said, "the decision is yours dear. I can 
let you have a small, mediocre cum now, giving you some 
relief, or I can give you a cum that will stay with you 
through your entire life and which you'll still be 
talking about in a retirement home when you're ancient. 
Would you like a CUM like that?"

Lana nodded yes. She could give herself all the 
mediocre cums she wanted; Lana wanted to feel the 
orgasm the Mistress could give her.

"Very well then, remember DON'T CUM UNTIL I SAY SO! 
Now, I have some business with my Master, I'll be back 
for you when I'm finished with him." She returned the 
feather to her belt pouch and Lana breathed a sigh of 
relief, but then, she saw the Mistress bring out some 
other things; what looked like a contour massager, a 
butt plug, and a TV remote control (at least that's 
what it looked like to her).

"How could I be so stupid," Lana thought, "did I really 
think she was going to make it easy for me not to cum?"

The Mistress placed the contour massager and the butt 
plug in Lana's pussy and ass respectfully and said, 
"Queen if you really want to feel what I have for you, 
I suggest you start thinking of a few of the worst 
things you know."

She walked away from Lana and Lana was happy to note 
that the Mistress had not activated either vibrator. 
She thought of the Mistress' last words and smiled as 
she thought of a private joke the sisters had had since 
their mother's wedding.

Laura had been so nervous that she had had Pietro fuck 
her right in the church to calm her. The girls had 
helped a little, but by the end of the ordeal, when the 
girls were to start their marches in the procession, 
they were dead horny and dying to cum themselves, but 
poor Ana looked like she'd start exploding cum all the 
way down the aisle. 

Suddenly the two girls thought they heard Ana humming 
something lightly, it was the tune from the song, "My 
Favorite Things" from the Sound of Music. That evening, 
when questioned about how she had managed to keep from 
cumming, Ana said, "I simply concentrated on a song, I 
was thinking about," then she sang:

"When I don't want to cum

But I'm right on the verge

I simply take note of the worst things I know.

Standing in shit with brand new lovely shoes,

Throwing right up on a boy who loves you,

Post menstrual syndrome and unchanged cat litter

These are a few of the worst things I know."

The girls had cracked up but they had admitted that 
thinking of these things could really dampen a good 
cum.

Lana watched as the Mistress climbed up on the Master 
and lowering her exposed cunt on to his erect cock she 
began to ride him looking deep into his eyes. "God, 
those two love each other. You'd have to be dumb not to 
recognize that look in their eyes!" Suddenly, without 
dislodging Ron's dick from her cunt, the Mistress 
turned around so she was facing Lana and Lana 
remembered the remote control for the first time. "Oh, 
no," Lana thought as she felt the massager turn on and 
start making furious circles around both her g-spot and 
her clit

 

"When I don't want to cummmm

But I'm right on ohhh—"

Lana used every bit of will power possible not to let 
herself cum.

"Stepping in shit, PMS, Nausea…"

The Mistress, in the meantime, was still riding Ron for 
all he was worth, but since he still had his penis 
clamped, he could not cum. Looking at Lana and seeing 
her pre-cumming expression, the Mistress pressed a 
button on the remote control and massager slowed to 
something equivalent to the feather tickling. Lana 
caught her breath as she continued to think of some of 
the worst things she knew. Giving her enough of a rest, 
the Mistress pressed another button on her remote 
control and the butt plug vibrator sprung into full 
life.

"Oh my Goooddddd," Lana thought, 

"Unchanged cat litter, throwing up, 

Not being allowed to cum (no, let me not think of that)

PMS symptoms"

The Mistress now jumped off Ron and she started turning 
a wheel by the table a few times, Lana noticed that 
Ron's arms and legs seemed to be stretched beyond 
belief. "Holy shit," Lana suddenly thought, "that's no 
table, that's a rack!"

The Mistress suddenly grabbed Ron's cock and gave it a 
few furious pumps with her gloved hands; the look on 
his face (Lana thought) was beyond torturous and 
painful. Then, while still pumping Ron's cock with one 
hand, the Mistress brought the other hand to it and 
removed the clamp quickly giving his balls a squeeze. 
The result can only be compared to a volcano erupting. 

Lana looked on shocked as the first spout actually 
reached the ceiling, the following bursts didn't reach 
as high, but they were amazing to watch, then for 
almost two minutes a flood of cum could be seen flowing 
out of the slit and going down the sides of Ron's penis 
like lava going down a volcanoes side. This was too 
much for Lana and she was just about to blow herself, 
suddenly, however, she felt both vibrators stop 
completely. She threw a look at the Mistress and saw 
the remote control in her hand pointing at her.

Quickly Lana thought,

"A decomposed body,

A dirty old rat,

Kissers with bad breath,

And bad diarrhea,

These are a few of the Worst Things I Know!"

As she thought this, she watched as the Mistress began 
to slowly clean off Ron's groin area with her tongue. 
She licked every bit clean, from the tip of his penis 
head, to the bottom of his balls, leaving him entirely 
cumless.

She then looked into his eyes again and said, "Your 
turn." She took his gag off and stared coldly at him, 
as if daring him to speak. Ron kept silent and the 
Mistress climbed up and sat on his face, facing Lana. 
Lana had suspected this would be her next move, seeing 
how she had made it clear that a slave's mouth was only 
needed for one thing. As Ron began to literally fuck 
the Mistress with his tongue, she once more aimed the 
remote control at Lana, but left both the vaginal and 
anal vibrators at minimum setting, leaving Lana in a 
constant state of excitement, but never letting her 
cross over.

The Mistress threw a look at the other two couples, and 
saw that they looked almost like zombies; the boys had 
obeyed her, and had not stopped pumping for anything. 
Ana and Amy had obviously both cum multiple times by 
now and were near death with joy. The boys, on the 
other hand, because of their PC muscle clamps, had not 
been allowed another release.

The Mistress smiled wickedly, and squeezing a nipple 
and rubbing her clit, she allowed herself to cum 
(buckets no less) in Ron's eagerly drinking mouth.

As she allowed herself to return from her sexual high, 
she looked at Lana and, using the remote control, shut 
the vibrators off again.

Quickly Lana thought,

"a house full of roaches,

my hair full of lice,

These are a few of the Worst Things I know!"

The Mistress slowly got off Ron and, by putting her 
finger to her mouth, reminded him he was still not to 
speak. She unchained him and allowed him to slowly sit 
up, she then walked over to John and pulling his cock 
out of Amy's butt, swallowed it, releasing the clamp 
and biting the penis head so that she was once more 
drinking an incredible load of cum. 

When she was finished, she continued sucking and 
rimming his cock, this with the aid of the anal 
vibrator that was still operating in his ass, quickly 
got John hard again. The Mistress then stuck her tongue 
in Amy's butt and tongue fucked her dirty hole and 
rimmed her rosebud for several minutes.

The Mistress then passed over to Don and Ana, doing 
exactly the same with Don's penis and with Ana's cunt.

Finally she got up and removed all their chains, but 
she made it clear that none were to talk or take any 
action even though they were now unchained and without 
gags.

This left only Lana and all looked at her expectantly 
as if saying, "What has the Mistress got in store for 
you?"

The Mistress went over to Lana and after removing the 
massager and butt plug, she released her from the 
stocks and removed her gag, Lana knew better than to 
speak. The Mistress still owed her that promised orgasm 
of a lifetime, and she wasn't about to do anything to 
upset her.

The Mistress pointed them all to a door on the side and 
they understood they were to follow her. As they walked 
through, their eyes all widened as they entered what 
seemed like a massive bedroom, all eyes that is except 
Amy, who seemed to know exactly where she was.

Taking Lana by the hand, the Mistress walked her over 
to the enormous circular bed and had Lana lie face down 
in the very center. She pushed Lana's back and her ass 
down tight on the bed letting Lana know that no matter 
what, she wanted her to stay flat, her breasts and cunt 
especially were not to separate from the bed.

The others gathered around the bed, standing in the 
thick soft rug that surrounded the bed. They watched as 
the Mistress threw, what seemed like a light switch, by 
the bed, and suddenly, it began to vibrate violently.

Lana was caught even more off guard than Hannah had 
been the first time she discovered the room.

The vibrations and sensations proved too much for Lana, 
especially for someone that had been on the verge of 
cumming for so long. She exploded, and exploded, and 
exploded and couldn't stop exploding.

The Mistress signaled Ana and Amy that she wanted them 
to get on the bed on either side of Lana.

"Keep those breasts against the bed!" The Mistress 
screamed, but I want those asses up and those knees 
spread. Someone help Lana into position!" Amy did as 
asked and soon there were three spread cunts on the bed 
waiting to be filled. "Do I have to tell you three shat 
I want you to do," the Mistress asked, looking at John, 
Ron and Don.

Without a word they jumped on the vibrating bed and 
started to pump their cocks in and out of pussies. 
Lana, especially, who as yet had not had a true 
fucking, went wild as she continued with same 
continuous orgasm she had had since the bed was first 
activated. After a while, one by one the boys started 
to cum in the pussies before them, when they had cum, 
the Mistress switched the bed off, and everyone on it 
collapsed on top of each other. 

The Mistress quickly climbed up and one by one started 
sucking clean each and every cock and cunt. Finally she 
said, "Well, tomorrow is a school day children, as fun 
as this all is, it's time to get cleaned up and go to 
bed." She pointed toward another doorway and they 
understood they were to go through.

As they did, once more they stood in awe of what they 
saw. Before actually stepping in the tub, several, if 
not all of them, took the opportunity to use the toilet 
bowl and gain a different type of relief. They then 
entered the giant bath tub which they quickly learned 
vibrated as much as the bed, but in a much more 
relaxing way.

After around 20 minutes, they noticed the Mistress get 
out of the tub, but she signaled them to stay, she 
stepped out of the room and closing the door pressed a 
button by it. One by one she saw the occupants 
peacefully drift asleep. When they were all out she 
reached for her new cell phone on the end table and 
making a call said, "They're ready my loyal servant, 
remember to bring many towels." As she then waited, she 
pressed two more buttons, one cleaned the air in the 
bathroom, the other drained the bathtub of all water.

When her loyal servant arrived, he helped the Mistress, 
first to dry everyone off, and then to carry them all 
to their rooms.

Finally, when alone with her servant she thanked him 
saying, "I truly appreciate your help Pietro, you can 
go to bed now, but please don't tell anyone about the 
entrance to this room yet. I'll tell them eventually, 
but I want to have some fun getting them to try and 
find it themselves first."

"Don't worry young Mistress, my lips are sealed."

When he left, the Mistress went back into the torture 
room and completely removed her costume, laying the 
Mistress to rest once more. 

Hannah reached into the wardrobe and grabbed a dog 
collar which she quickly put around her neck. She 
quickly left to join her sisters in their own bed.


Chapter Five - School Inauguration


Ana awoke the next morning to the same glorious 
sensations Lana had two days earlier. Opening her eyes, 
she was greeted by Hannah's winking twat and pulling 
her down on her mouth had an early morning drink.

After they had both cum, Hannah turned around and lying 
face to face on her sister kissed her with true 
sisterly love, and probably a lot more.

"So," Hannah said, "did you think I'd forgotten I had 
promised you a good wake up?"

Rolling off the bed Hannah stood up and Ana noticed her 
dog collar. "So I see that you're back to yourself," 
Ana said.

Hannah gave her a confused look and said, "What does 
that mean?" But before Ana could answer she noticed 
Lana awake and looking at her. "Oh Lana, you're awake, 
I thought you'd never want to wake up. That must have 
been some incredible dream you were having last night; 
both of you actually. I swear, the moaning and groaning 
you two were doing made me want to sneak into my 
Master's room and try to get him to fuck me I was so 
wet."

"Dreaming," Lana said curiously, wondering.

"I had promised Amy I'd help her with breakfast today, 
I'll see you both there," Hannah rushed out of the room 
as she said this.

Ana looked at Lana and said, "we weren't dreaming were 
we?"

"You don't sound very sure," Lana said giggling.

"Well are you?"

"Let me think, large torture rooms, enormous round 
vibrating beds, mini-pool sized bathtub with soothing 
vibrations, why would I doubt any of that was real?" 
She smiled and Ana broke out laughing.

"So, do you think we'll ever get the Mistress to tell 
us what really happened, where we were and how she got 
us there?"

"Right now," Lana said, "there is no Mistress to ask."

*** 

"Wow," Ron said as he walked into the kitchen with his 
brothers, "what is this, 'Father Knows Best'?" He 
looked over the stacks of pancakes, bowls of scrambled 
eggs, sausages, and bacon. Looking at Amy he said, 
"Amy, you really outdid yourself today."

"Actually," Amy said, "I just got up. Someone," she 
cast an eye at Hannah, "was a little eager to serve us 
all this morning, too eager if you ask me."

As Lana and Ana walked in and also stared at all the 
food on the table they couldn't decide where to start.

Trying to justify her actions Hannah said, "Well, today 
is a special day, it's the first day of the rest of our 
lives!"

"Isn't it that day every day," Don asked, placing some 
pancakes and sausages on a plate.

"Well, yes actually," Hannah said, "but if you're 
asking if I'm going to prepare breakfast like this 
every day, the answer is no way!" Then catching Ron's 
eye she said, "that is unless my Master orders it so."

"Actually," Ron said, "That's what the cook is for." He 
started digging into his eggs and bacon. Then he said, 
"You just come into my bedroom every morning like you 
did today and let me eat a special meal. I promise to 
have a little something for you to snack on too."

"Hey," Don said angrily to Ron, "you promised us you'd 
keep her off our bed from now on. It took us forever to 
clean up after her last visit."

"I promise to always go to the bathroom first, before 
ever stepping in your room again," Hannah said, almost 
begging not to be banned from their room.

Don and Ron threw a look at John and he knew that they 
were waiting for him to be the tie breaker in the 
decision, he looked over at Hannah's sad eyes and said, 
"Okay, just don't forget to empty yourself real good." 
Don shot him an angry look and John said, "Oh come on, 
how could I say no when she used that sad, puppy-dog 
eye, look on me?"

"Talking about the first day," Lana said, "I guess 
Pietro is driving us in the family car right?"

They heard something crash to the floor and turning 
caught a glimpse of Amy's tear filled face as she ran 
out of the kitchen and down the stairs.

"What happened to her," Ana said.

"Great going, Queen!" Ron said angrily to Lana.

"Me," Lana said confused, "what did I do?"

"You had to go and remind her we'd be driving to our 
first day of school today!" John said.

"And," Lana said confused but defiant.

"Amy doesn't like the subject much," Don said, "we 
don't really know why. Driving doesn't bother her, 
neither does school, but driving to school on the first 
day, never mention it again."

"Oh," Hannah said suddenly running down after Amy, 
leaving her brothers and sisters with shocked looks.

Hannah ran into Amy's room and found her crying on the 
bed. She walked over to her and, sitting next to her, 
gently raised her head and had Amy suck on one of her 
tits. Though this technique was usually used by the 
Anderson woman for calming each other when terribly 
upset, Hannah happened to know that Amy's mother also 
used it a lot.

As Amy started calming down a bit, Hannah started 
fingering Amy's cunt gently and said, "They all died 
didn't they? It happened while driving on the first day 
of school."

Amy looked up at Hannah's eyes and smiling she let 
Hannah's tit fall from her mouth and pushing Hannah's 
head between her legs, slowly studied her soft blond 
hair.

After a while, she said, "I was only eleven you know. 
Technically I was even still a virgin; Mom had promised 
to break in my pussy on my twelfth birthday. I saw all 
the videos on the TV, I know you know more about me 
than Stan and the boys ever have."

Amy continued stroking Hannah's head. "I should have 
been with them you know; but I woke up sick that day. 
Mom insisted I stay in bed until she got back from 
dropping my brothers and sister off at school; she was 
going to take me to the doctor as soon as she returned. 
Since the doctor's office was in the opposite direction 
from the school, she didn't see any logic in having me 
locked in the car with the others while she drove them 
to school. The unnecessary car ride could have made me 
sicker, and it would have exposed the others to 
whatever I had."

Amy gave another sob, but this one was actually a 
joyous sob as Hannah started expertly tongue fucking 
her pussy. "She never came back for me," Amy said 
sadly, "none of them did. Instead what showed up was a 
social worker taking me to my first foster home."

Hannah stopped sucking long enough to look up and ask, 
"Did you find out exactly how it happened?"

"It was a drunk driver apparently; witnesses said he 
came out of nowhere at almost 100 miles an hour right 
into Mom's car. They say the four of them, along with 
the drunken bastard must have died instantly."

"I'm sorry," Hannah said, once more looking up, "your 
mother, she seemed like an incredible woman."

"Yeah," Amy said pulling Hannah up and locking tits 
with her for several minutes, "however, someone 
reminded me, only last night, that no one is ever truly 
completely gone."

"So you're not mad at me," Hannah said shyly.

"Never," Amy said, "especially when you tell me where 
the entrance to the Mistress' Lair is."

"Don't you know?" Hannah asked puzzled.

"Honey, not only had I not been there since I was 
eleven, but whenever I was there I was taken there in 
my sleep and removed from there in the same way. That 
was like Mom's batcave, she kept its location secret 
from everyone."

Pietro stepped into the room and said, "Young mistress 
your brothers and sisters are all getting ready to 
leave, you should be dressed already."

"Oh," Hannah said jumping out of bed. "Pietro, when you 
and Amy are alone at some time, take her to the room we 
were in last night."

"You know where it is," Amy said to Pietro.

"You didn't really think I got all of you up there 
alone did you?" Hannah asked stepping out of the room.

*** 

"Well," Ron said in the ride to school, "I guess that 
explains why Amy never allowed any of us to as much as 
taste a beer."

"It's so sad about her family," Lana said actually 
sniffing.

"Yeah," Don said sadly, "we never knew."

"And I get the feeling there's more we still don't 
know," John said looking suspiciously at Hannah.

Hannah looked nervously at the car floor; her master 
had ordered her to say what was wrong with Amy, so she 
had told them what Amy said about her mother's 
accident. She had not, however, mentioned anything 
about the original Mistress of Pain. 

Ron noticed his slaves 'please don't ask me anything 
more' attitude and said, "We know enough, we certainly 
know a lot more about Amy now than we ever have."

"Yeah," Don said, "it sure explains why she chose to 
home school herself rather than accept Dad's offer to 
send her to school."

"Home schooled," Hannah said shocked.

"Hah," John said, "so she didn't tell you everything. 
Amy never went to high school; she knew how to read and 
do basic math when she first got to us, but Dad felt 
she needed more and wanted her to study in school while 
we were in school. She refused and started buying tons 
and tons of text books to read and study while we were 
away."

Taking up the story Ron said, "As soon as Amy turned 18 
she went for a high school equivalency diploma and 
scored one of the highest grades in the state. She 
could have used it to get into pretty much any college 
she wanted. Dad was willing to help her with tuition."

"Why didn't she go," Ana asked.

"She claimed that people went to college to prepare for 
lifelong jobs," Don said, "and she said she already had 
a life long job she loved, why waste time studying for 
another."

"Good point," Lana said smiling.

*** 

As they pulled up to the school John said, "Does it 
look a little deserted around here?"

"No," Ron said, "it looks COMPLETELY deserted."

"Doesn't class start in 15 minutes, where is everyone," 
Don said, "Class does start today right?"

As they got out and Pietro drove away John said, "Can 
we be late, is everyone inside already?"

"It's only a quarter to nine," Ron said checking his 
watch. "They don't open the doors to students until 10 
minutes to nine."

John suddenly noticed how quiet the girls were and 
said, "You know, half of this group seems suspiciously 
quiet."

Ron threw the girls a suspicious look also and said, 
"Hannah, why aren't you more surprised that there is no 
one here?"

Hannah bit her lip a second and then said quickly, 
"Because the first class doesn't start for an hour and 
fifteen minutes."

"What," all the boys said.

"We sort of fixed your alarm clock and watches," Lana 
said, "It's a quarter to eight not a quarter to nine."

"And the point of getting us here and hour early is," 
John questioned.

"Now don't be mad," Ana said, "We just wanted to anoint 
our new school."

"Anoint our new school," Ron repeated unbelievingly, 
"what does that mean?"

"Well, you know how some people like to anoint their 
new homes with oil," Lana said.

"Yes," Ron said telling her with the tone to get to the 
point fast.

"Well," Ana said, "for the next four years this is 
going to be our home away from home and we want to 
properly anoint the hallways."

"With oil," John said in a "why do I feel I know the 
answer" tone.

"Well, not exactly," Lana said, "come on, let's start 
quick."

"Aren't you forgetting something," John said, "like 
that the doors won't open for another hour."

Lana pulled something from her pocket and said, "The 
door is never closed for me." She flashed them a copy 
of the master key Debbie had had the night of the 
concert.

"Do we even want to know how you got that," Don asked.

"Probably not," Lana said, "but come on."

Lana led them to a back ramp entrance that lead down to 
the basement.

"Don't they have surveillance cameras," John asked.

"They have cameras at all the entrances," Hannah said, 
"and on all floors inside."

"So why are we here then," Don asked nervously.

"Because the camera at this entrance has been out since 
last year, and the cameras inside aren't turned on 
until the doors are officially opened for the students 
to enter," Lana said.

"Are we really going to let them pull us into whatever 
crazy plan they have," Don asked John and Ron.

The other two shrugged and Ron said, "I've a feeling 
they've planned it all out carefully. I think it should 
be safe."

*** 

"Okay," Lana said, "It's 8 o'clock in 5-4-3-2-1; start 
everyone!"

Lana was directing everybody from her position in the 
north side of the 3rd floor. The high school was 
divided into two giant rectangular 3 floor buildings, 
referred to as the North and South buildings.

A much smaller square building right in the center of 
the two main buildings acted as a bridge between them 
all. Through the Atrium building you could get from the 
North building to the South building without having to 
go outside and back. The full block basement which was 
divided into the auditorium, cafeteria, gymnasium and 
pool could be reached from any of the three buildings 
above also.

Lana had positioned the girls in the North building: 
Hannah on the first floor, Ana on the second and as 
previously stated, she was directing them from the 
third floor. The boys were positioned in the South 
building with John on the first floor, Ron on the 
second and Don on the third.

"Now remember all of you, you need a good amount of 
anointing cream so make it good!" Lana said.

"How about giving us a good shot of your majestic 
beauty in action," John said, "a little inspiration 
can't hurt."

"Yeah," Ron added, "that may help me get up quicker."

"Hey Master," Hannah said, "Take a look at this, maybe 
it will help." Everyone was treated to a video of 
Hannah running her fingers deep in her wet cunt, slowly 
in and out.

"Oh that definitely helps," Ron said, "have I told you 
lately how much I love you?"

"Hey, what about me," Ana said as she focused on 
squeezing her boobs and pulling her nipples, sending 
the video feed to all."

"Ana that is definitely nice, but at the moment, Hannah 
excites me just a bit more," Ron said.

"Yeah," Lana said a little cross, "when are you excited 
by anyone but her?"

"Hey, you are all gorgeously exciting," Ron said, 
"hell, you all look exactly alike, but—"

"—but you and Hannah just have a special connection," 
Lana finished, "Yeah, yeah we know! Hannah, show him 
your cunt again or he may die from not seeing it."

Hannah's smiling face appeared and she focused down on 
her dripping pussy again so they could all see the 
floor being anointed with the juices.

"Now that is an anointing," Don said, "Ron that bitch 
of yours just never runs dry does she?"

"There's always honey in my pot," Ron said. Then added, 
"Hannah, this is for you and focusing on his hard cock, 
showing his slow masturbation, he zoomed in on the head 
just as he blew his load, he then instantly zoomed out 
so you could see his cum flying all over the floor of 2 
South.

"Not bad Master, but just watch your Queen cum," as 
Lana said this, she focused on her pussy and zoomed in 
on her twat just as it began to gush cunt juice, she 
then zoomed out and you could see her running while 
still gushing more and more juices. When she stopped, 
she gave a long view of the corridor she was in, and 
you could see the long trail of cunt juice she had left 
on the floor.

"God that's hot," John said, "it just makes me want to 
CUM to you," and he then showed his cock shooting 
strands and strands of cum.

When all of them had cum, Lana said, "Okay everyone, 
get to the basement and we'll meet backstage in the 
auditorium, we'll finish our anointing of the school 
there and get cleaned up at the same time. By the way, 
John, this video conferencing feature is fantastic!"

"Actually, it was Hannah that figured out how to work 
it," John admitted, "see you in a few minutes."

*** 

When they all arrived in the basement and the 
auditorium's back stage, they instantly paired off and 
in 69s cleaned each other off, but not only did they 
clean each other off, they made sure not to stop until 
they had all cum once more and when Don, the last to 
cum finally said, "we inaugurate you Sex High; our home 
away from home for the next four years!"

Giggling they all fixed their clothes (not 
surprisingly, none of them had any underwear) and 
sneaked out just as a crowd of students was starting to 
form out front.


Chapter Six – Stan's Personal Staff


Stan went out to have breakfast at exactly 8 o'clock. 
He had woken up at 7 when he was sure he heard the kids 
walking around. Turning he had found his wife also up 
and said, "What time is it?"

When she told him it was seven, he had panicked a 
little, thinking he might be late to his first day at 
work. Laura had then reminded him that his new office 
was only 15 minutes away and that he started at 9 
o'clock. Laura then proceeded to give him an incredible 
good morning fuck. Around half-an-hour after waking up, 
Stan had heard the front door and said, "the kids can't 
be leaving for school already, can they? I know it's a 
bit of a drive, but it's only 7:30."

Laura got up and checking said, "Yeah, they are leaving 
already. I guess they want to be early on their first 
day."

"An hour early," Stan questioned suspiciously, then 
said, "anyway, I better take a shower so I can get 
dressed and have breakfast. Maybe I should take a 
lesson from the kids, better to be extremely early than 
5 minutes late on your first day."

*** 

When he entered to eat his breakfast, he was therefore 
determined to finish quickly and speed off to work. He 
was impressed though by all the choices he had for a 
good breakfast.

"Amy, there's so much to choose from I can't decide 
what to eat; why so much variance?"

"Well there are 10 people in this house, but I had 
nothing to do with it. Breakfast was ready by the time 
I got up."

"Really," Stan said deciding to take a bit of 
everything, "who made it?"

"Apparently it was Hannah," Laura said, "Amy won't tell 
me exactly what happened, but from what I've been able 
to figure out, our family pet wasn't acting much like a 
family pet last night and she woke up a little over-
eager to compensate."

"A little slave rebellion last night, ehhh? Ron's plan 
to pull her away from her submissive ways may be 
working much faster than even he dreamed." 

"Well, as soon as he started forcing her to think for 
herself, it was bound to happen," Laura said.

"I heard that for the two weeks of our honeymoon she 
refused to obey anyone but Ron. Something her old 
submissive self would never do. I thought those days 
she spent as a loyal dog was simply an attempt to 
reconnect with her old self."

"I don't think it worked very well," Amy said.

Stan and Laura both looked at her inquisitively, but 
she refused to clarify any more.

Eventually, Stan left for the office in his small car 
and by the time he pulled into his reserved parking 
space in front of the giant corporate office building 
that housed his firm's offices he was somewhat nervous 
again.

As head of the Accounting Department, Stan wouldn't 
have to do much of the receipt gathering and number 
recording he was used to as a regular accountant, he 
would have several people under him doing the work in 
different divisions of his department. His job would be 
to push them around and keep them on their toes and 
maybe once a month have a meeting with all of them to 
compare notes, analyze the numbers and get everything 
ready for the tri-monthly income and expenses report he 
would need to present to the board of directors and 
directly to the head of the corporation.

This sounded pretty simple, but the truth of the matter 
was that Stan had never been a boss before, he wasn't 
sure if he'd be able to order anyone around.

As he entered the accounting department, he noted quite 
a few eyes looking him over, the area seemed 
overflowing with cubicles, exactly how many people did 
work here. The eyes staring at him were obviously 
trying to size him up. He wasn't ready to talk with 
anyone yet so he hurried toward his own private office, 
and entering found a small outer office with a lovely 
young brown haired and big-titted beauty seated at the 
desk.

"Good morning Maggie," Stan said. Maggie Styles, his 
personal secretary, was the only member of his staff he 
had met before. When the senior partners had first 
brought him to view his new office, the accounting 
department itself was closed, but they had asked Maggie 
to be present so that Stan could give her some 
instructions as to how he would like to find his office 
on the first day.

"Good morning, Mr. Anderson," Maggie said.

"Please," Stan said, "don't call me that. It makes me 
feel like I should start doing some incredible 
gymnastics or jump off giant buildings. Stan will be 
fine."

Maggie smiled at him and said, "You have a message from 
Mr. Carson, he wanted you to receive it immediately." 
She handed him a note.

"Wow," Stan said reading it nervously, "summoned to the 
big boss' office on the first day of work. It sounds as 
bad as being summoned to the principal's office on the 
first day of school." Stan suddenly wondered how the 
kids were doing. The thought of the kids' first day 
somehow increased his nervousness and Maggie noticed 
him give a little shiver and sweat a bit."

"Are you alright Mr.—I mean Stan?"

"Yes, just a sudden feeling of dread about being called 
in to see the big guys so soon, it's not good news I 
know it." Stan tried to think of something to take his 
mind off it and get him calmed down before the meeting 
which the note said would be in half-an-hour. Looking 
around, only one thing truly stood out in the office, 
and that was Maggie's boobs, Stan was suddenly very 
aware of the fact that Maggie was not wearing a bra, 
and that her nipples were so hard that they seemed to 
want to break through the thin material of her blouse.

"What's on you mind Stan," Maggie asked a little 
mischievously.

Stan noticed her eyes looking down his body and 
stopping suddenly at the very large bump that had 
suddenly formed between his legs.

A little nervous, Stan said, "Actually I was thinking 
how much I wished my wife or housekeeper were here 
right now. They'd help calm me down instantly."

Maggie jumped up and Stan's cock gave a leap of joy 
with her as he saw that she was wearing a short-short 
skirt that would make Daisy Duke blush, and it was 
pretty obvious she wasn't wearing anything else under 
it.

"I can help you Sir, it's what I'm here for. You do 
seem very tense. I'm sure I can bring you relief."

"I'm sure you can also," Stan said, his eyes almost 
popping from his head when she bent over to pick up a 
pen she had non-accidentally dropped. Widening her 
stance she gave Stan a full view of the relief she 
offered. Suddenly breaking the trance he was in, Stan 
said, "I'll let you know about that Maggie. I need to 
check on my wife a minute. If I think you can help I'll 
call you in." He quickly passed through the door to his 
office.

Once away from Maggie, his nervous feelings about 
meeting with the boss returned full blast and he 
started to wish he had taken Maggie up on her obvious 
offer. However, Stan would not get involved with anyone 
without first talking to Laura and getting her 
permission. His marriage might be completely open, but 
it was also completely honest.

He called her up and said, "Hi, honey, how are you?"

"Pretty much how I was when you left me around 15 
minutes ago. What's wrong?" She asked this last 
question with a very suspicious 'I know something's up 
tone'.

"It's nothing, dear, it's just that the big boss, Mr. 
Carson, left a note that he wants to meet me in half-
an-hour."

"Already," Laura said shocked. "Well how do you feel? 
Are you ready to meet him?"

"Well, I doubt he wants me to make any reports after 
only half-an-hour here, but I have to admit I'm pretty 
nervous. My personal secretary, Maggie, has offered to 
help relieve my nerves, but I really needed to talk to 
you first."

"You wanted my permission to screw your secretary?"

"Something like that," Stan said giving a nervous 
laugh.

"Well," Laura said, "just be sure she understands first 
that if I ever need a little relief, and I turn up at 
your office, she's obligated to help me out too. I take 
it she's pretty?"

"Incredibly, and she has the most enormous boobs I've 
ever seen on such a young person."

"Well," Laura said, "I can't wait to meet her. Go get 
your relief so you can talk to the boss with a calm 
head."

"Thanks dear," Stan said, "have I told you yet today 
how much I love you?" After a few more minutes, Stan 
hung up the phone.

Stan then pressed a button on the intercom and said, 
"Maggie, will you come in please."

As she entered he pointed to a chair opposite him and 
spoke, "I think we need to talk about some office 
rules. First of all, from now on you're skirt should at 
least reach your knees and your blouse should be darker 
than those very dark aureoles of yours, it's up to you 
if you want to wear anything under that, but I do not 
want to be constantly on a bone when you walk in the 
room. Is that understood," Stan spoke firmly letting 
her understand who was boss.

A little disappointed Maggie nodded and said, "I 
understand sir, and I apologize for my behavior."

"You don't have to apologize," Stan said, "we hadn't 
talked about any of this before so you've done nothing 
wrong. Second, I just talked to my wife about your 
offer to help me—"

Maggie's eyes widened and she said, "You talked to 
you're wife?"

"My wife and I have a very open and above all faithful 
relationship. She says that so long as you remember 
that if she ever comes in with similar needs of relief, 
you'd be expected to give her the same treatment you 
give me, your at liberty to help me whenever I need 
it."

Maggie looked over at several pictures of women on 
Stan's desk, all of them were gorgeous and she wouldn't 
mind helping any of them out. She didn't want to seem 
to eager though, so she asked, "I take it the blond is 
your wife and the red-head is your housekeeper."

"How can you tell," Stan asked surprised.

"The set of identical triplets are all blond too. The 
boys have your black hair though. "Maggie studied the 
picture of John, Ron and Don and Stan noticed her 
nipples get even harder.

"Now what are you thinking about Maggie?"

"It's nothing Sir, I'm just eager to start helping you 
out." Maggie figured it wouldn't be the best thing to 
say, "just wondering what it would be like to have one 
of your sons in each of my hungry little holes at 
once."

"Well, in that case," Stan said, getting up and walking 
around to where Maggie was sitting, "let's get 
started." He extended his hand to help her up and then 
bending her over the desk and releasing his cock stuck 
it deep in her cunt. 

He fucked her furiously for the next quarter hour, 
getting out all pent up fear and tension, until he felt 
himself arriving at blissful calm. Reaching around 
Maggie, he found one of her nipples with one hand and 
her clit with the other, rubbing and squeezing both 
simultaneously as she began cumming; he released his 
own load and the two of them just kept cumming and 
cumming together.

When they both finally stopped, Maggie dropped to her 
knees and started cleaning him up with her tongue and 
mouth.

"Okay," Stan said, "okay that's enough, keep on like 
that and I'll be rock hard again by the time I have to 
see the boss, here let me clean you out, I don't want 
you dripping all over the office."

Stan helped her up and sitting her on the edge of the 
desk proceeded to lick and suck her pussy clean. 
Enjoying her taste, he began tongue fucking her, and 
started rubbing her clit again. He kept this up until 
he had brought his secretary to another orgasm, the 
cunt juice from which he drank happily.

When he was completely finished he helped her off the 
desk and said, "I have to thank you, Maggie, I truly 
feel much better now."

"It's almost time for your meeting Sir; you should wash 
your face before going in to talk to the boss.

Realizing his face was now covered in cunt juice he 
smiled and said, "I think you're right; where's the 
restroom again?"

*** 

Walking into the large 3 stall bathroom he walked over 
to one of the sinks and washed his face. As he did so, 
he suddenly became aware of the moaning coming from all 
of the stalls. He had noticed as he walked through the 
large shared office, that several of the cubicles were 
lacking the employees he had seen on first arriving.

Opening all the doors, one after another, he stepped 
back to look at all the occupants at once.

He looked from the two naked women fingering each other 
behind door number one, to the woman sucking a guys 
cock behind door number two ("nice cock," Stan 
thought), to the young man sucking a very beautiful 
hairless pussy behind door number three.

Stan gave all the shocked faces looking at him an angry 
'I'm the boss and I demand to know what's going on' 
look and all six employees quickly dressed and stepped 
out of the stalls to look nervously at him.

"Names," Stan said giving them all piercing stares.

One of the women from stall one said, "Cristina Ross, 
Sir, I'm in charge of the Accounts Payable division. 
This is my secretary Elena."

"George Fuller," said the man with the nice cock from 
stall 2, "Accounts Receivable, Sir, this is my 
secretary, Angelina."

"I'm Annette Harris," said the woman from stall 3, 
Payroll division and this is—"

"Don't tell me," Stan said, feigning disgust and anger, 
though very much amused on the inside, "This is your 
secretary."

"No, Sir, my name is Harry Jackson. I'm in charge of 
the General Accounts division."

"What," Stan said, "don't you two have personal 
secretaries?"

"Yes Sir," Annette said, "but they were busy with each 
under Janet's (that's my secretary) desk."

"I have a meeting with Mr. Carson in a few minutes. 
Half-an-hour after I return I want a staff meeting with 
all division heads, is that clear?"

"Yes Sir," they all said.

"Can you do me a favor and tell the other heads," Stan 
said to Cristina's secretary Elena.

"Yes Sir," Elena said.

The six of them then rushed out leaving Stan smiling to 
himself until he realized he'd better not keep his own 
boss waiting.

*** 

"Stanley, I called you here because I have some news. 
We need to make some cuts to save money."

Stan looked nervous again, "Cuts," he thought, "you 
don't have to be an accountant to know that cut's 
equals 'pink slips'." Then Stan thought, "and since I'm 
the last in my department hired—"

"Now you being the head of the accounting department, 
you have nothing to worry about, if anyone's job is 
secure it's yours, maybe even more than mine, but for 
some reason, your accounting department (or rather the 
department you've just inherited) has always been one 
of our most over-staffed departments."

"I bet I know why," Stan thought to himself, 
remembering everyone's need for a personal secretary.

"Jacobs was a great head of accounting, but he couldn't 
find a way to satisfactorily solve the problem." 
Jacobs, Stan knew, had been his predecessor. "By the 
time it was clear what had to be done, he was too 
closely connected to all his staff members."

"I can imagine," Stan thought.

"He couldn't bring himself to do what had to be done, 
which is why he transferred out and accepted a new 
position. This is why I am giving you this assignment 
now, before you have a chance to even properly meet 
your staff. Do what you have to!"

*** 

Stan was sitting at his desk looking at files; twenty-
one files including his own. "Six Divisions," he 
thought, "each one with its own head, secretary and 
bookkeeper. No wonder Mr. Carson seemed furious, there 
are close to twelve unneeded employees in this 
department. Besides Maggie, whom I'll need as my own 
personal secretary, just one other general secretary 
will be fine for the department. As for bookkeepers, 
these so called division heads should be able to fill 
the numbers in on their own worksheets without needing 
to pay anyone else to do what we pay them to do!"

He looked at the clock and saw it was time to meet the 
division heads.

"Maggie, I'll need you in the conference room with me 
taking notes."

"Yes Sir," Maggie answered over her intercom.

Stan hadn't seen Maggie when he first returned from Mr. 
Carson's office and as he stepped out of his office he 
was glad to see her in a black knee length skirt and 
black blouse, and she was wearing glasses.

When Maggie saw him looking at her inquisitively she 
said, "Well you didn't honestly think I walked to work 
wearing my office clothes did you? I change as soon as 
I get in. Mr. Jacobs always wanted me to keep my office 
clothes here."

"Which set exactly did he consider the office clothes," 
Stan said curiously.

"Not this get-up, that's for sure," Maggie said.

*** 

Five minutes later, Stan was standing in front of his 
personal staff, in the staff conference room. Besides 
the four he had met already, the division heads also 
included Ernie Webber, head of the Sales division and 
Margaret Anders of Purchases.

Stan signaled that he wanted complete silence as he 
spoke.

"As you know, I'm the new head of this Department, and 
your boss. Should I decide to allow you to continue 
working here," Everyone, even Maggie focused very 
worried eyes on Stan. 

Taking a white board and placing it on an aisle, Stan 
wrote "Accounting Department" Under that he placed his 
name and a line connecting his name to Maggie Styles on 
the same line. Below this he then wrote the names of 
the six divisions, and a vertical line under each of 
the division titles connected to the name of that 
divisions head, below that another line connected the 
division heads to their bookkeepers names, and finally 
on the last line, the names of each divisions 
secretary.

"As you all know, also, I just came from a meeting with 
Mr. Carson; he gave me a tough job for my first 
official assignment," Stan ran a line through the names 
of the six secretary's on the bottom line and everyone 
looked horrified. "We're to cut the staff to only the 
truly needed employees, and the first thing I have to 
say is that we don't need a personal secretary for 
every division. If the employees I choose to remain 
need a little relief, I'm sure they can help each other 
out, DURING SCHEDULED BREAKS!" The staff shivered.

One of the staff raised his hand and when Stan signaled 
he could speak said, "Forgive me Sir, but we need a 
secretary, Maggie can't handle everything."

"I'm quite aware of that Harry." Grabbing an eraser, 
Stan cleared away the entire bottom line and put the 
words Department Secretary in its place and lines that 
clearly showed she would work for all the divisions. 

"None of the current secretaries are skilled enough to 
do work for a single division, let alone all six, which 
is why I'll be hiring a professional secretary myself. 
It will also be a lot easier than choosing one of the 
current six to stay. Now we move to the next part," 
Stan said with a sort of wicked smile, the way his 
personal staff was squirming was sort of turning him 
on. "Hmm," he thought to himself, "maybe there is a bit 
of the dominator in me too." 

Out loud he said, "Being employees of the accounting 
department you all know that the meaning of downsizing 
is cutting out the middle man; leaving just those that 
are actually doing the work. Now let's see who's in the 
middle here, and who is actually doing the work. Stan 
cracked up inside as he saw several of his staff almost 
pee in their chairs as he said this.

"Well," Stan said as if thinking out loud, "these six 
division heads bring me some very clear and important 
reports. I can't do without those reports." His staff 
turned hopeful eyes on him. Then Stan said, "then 
again, they only report on the numbers these 
bookkeepers fill in; how hard can it be to teach these 
bookkeepers to bring me clear reports of the numbers 
they fill in?" The division heads looked scared again, 
maybe even nauseas especially when Stan put the marker 
at the start of the line with their names.

Annette raised her hand and said, "Please Sir, may I 
speak?"

Stan turned to her and said, "Sounds to me like you are 
already speaking, but go ahead, you can continue."

"Well," Annette said nervously, "it's just that 
training a simple bookkeeper to give proper accounting 
reports can be more time consuming and problematic than 
you think.'

"This may be true," Stan said, "but is there an 
alternative?"

Looking around at her co-workers who were all nodding 
at her that she should say it, Annette said, "well, as 
well as giving reports, all of us are accountants, we 
already know how to keep books."

Stan gave a 'let me see if I understand what you're 
saying' look and said, "I see, so you are saying that 
you can easily do the bookkeeping jobs as well as give 
me the reports is that it?"

All of them nodded and Stan said, "Hmm, it would save 
me the hassle of training anyone for new jobs." He kept 
a pensive look on his face, and when he didn't move the 
marker from the line with their names he noticed a few 
of his staff members start to sweat. "Oh I can't be 
this cruel," Stan thought to himself and slowly 
lowering the marker to the line with the bookkeeper's 
names crossed it out.

Stan actually heard a sigh of relief from his staff and 
he then said, "I expect you all to give the workers in 
your division a pink slip with a 2 week notice by the 
end of the day. That will be all for now," he then 
added, "I believe the restroom is completely empty, why 
don't you all take a 20 minute break to calm your 
nerves before going on. Only you, however, get used to 
helping each other out. Come on Maggie, this has been a 
little tense for me too." And with that, they all 
quickly left the conference room.


Chapter Seven – The Duties of a Housewife


"Amy, what am I suppose to be doing?" Laura asked 
suddenly from her seat at the kitchen table.

Laura had been sitting in the same place now since Stan 
had called almost two hours earlier. She had just read 
a House and Garden Magazine cover to cover and suddenly 
realized she had no interest in houses or gardens.

Amy, who had just come down from cleaning the kids' 
rooms to make lunch, looked at Laura inquisitively and 
said, "What's that you say?"

"What am I suppose to be doing?" Laura repeated, "As a 
housewife, you know? I'm not interested in this 
gardening stuff, even if Pietro would let me anywhere 
near his garden. I like cooking, a little, but you have 
made it clear that that is your department, as is the 
house cleaning. What then am I suppose to do? Start 
watching day time soap operas?"

"It is one thing a lot of housewives do," Amy said with 
a smile.

"Well not this housewife, I didn't study four years in 
college to sit in front of a TV watching 'The Bold and 
the Beautiful' or 'The Young and the Restless' while 
the days of my life pass me by." Laura gave a deep 
sigh. "It's my first day as a housewife and I'm already 
bored to death. I can already tell this simply isn't 
for me." She gave a sad, 'but what am I to do' look and 
Amy took pity on her.

"You know, a housewife is only needed when a house 
needs to be tended to, if there are two servants in a 
house to do that, then you are pretty free to do 
anything you want. You just have to decide what that 
is."

"What do I want," Laura repeated thinking out loud. She 
looked over at Amy as she bent down to get something 
out of the cabinet under the kitchen counter and saw 
Amy's bald pussy open up a bit and drip some cunt juice 
on the floor. Though it had been a week since she had 
returned from her honeymoon, she hadn't really had much 
opportunity to connect with this gorgeous red-head. The 
main theme that week had been making two families truly 
one, and she had focused especially on her three new 
sons as well as her husband and daughters.

"Well, what would you like," Amy said from her bent 
position, breaking Laura's trance as she looked 
lustfully at Amy's twat.

"What's that," Laura asked having forgotten what they 
were discussing.

"To know what you want to do you have to start by 
deciding what you like to do."

"What I like to do is work!" Laura said exasperated. 
"My husband is working, my children are at school, and 
there is no need for me here in the house. I'm getting 
a job. I'll talk it over with Stan and let him know 
that it's not because we need extra money, it's because 
I'll go crazy if I don't get something to do."

"Stan never told me," Amy said, "what exactly did you 
do?"

"I actually have two very different degrees, one is in 
Fashion Design, that's what I was doing since I 
graduated, designing clothes. I was pretty good at it, 
but I got tired of the big labels getting the credit 
for my ideas, and I couldn't get any backing, 
financially or through recommendation to start putting 
out my own line of clothes. Anyway, a project of that 
magnitude would have kept me away from my girls for a 
lot longer than my 9 to 5 job."

"So I take it you are not interested in going back to 
that line of work," Amy said grabbing some cups and 
bringing the coffee pot to the table, "a little coffee 
to help you think?"

"Yes, please," Laura said smiling, and in no way trying 
to hide her fascination with Amy's boobs or her 
hairless pussy, "and no, fashion designing just doesn't 
interest me anymore at this time."

Amy poured Laura some coffee and then sat directly 
opposite her with her legs parted; Laura could smell 
Amy's beautiful scent over the smell of the coffee. She 
found it very intoxicating. "What was the other 
degree," Amy asked.

"What," Laura said surprised, returning suddenly from 
the erotic heaven the scent of Amy's open pussy had 
taken her to.

"You said you had two degrees, I was wondering what the 
other one was for."

"Oh yes, my fallback career, one should always have one 
for when that dream career of theirs just slips away 
from them. I got my 2nd degree in Office Management, it 
allows me to get, well apply anyway, for any type of 
clerical job from secretary, to receptionist to data 
input clerk."

Amy noted Laura's excitement when she spoke of this and 
said, "It sounds like you'd like that."

"Well," Laura said mischievously, "I've always had this 
secret fantasy of working as the secretary in a giant 
office and being able to have an affair with all of my 
superiors; I was so jealous before when Stan called and 
asked permission to fuck his secretary, not because she 
was about to screw my husband, but because she was 
living my dream."

"Maybe you should ask Stan if they have any openings 
for a secretary at his office.

"You know," Laura said suddenly, "that's a great idea, 
there may not be anything in his department, but that 
building is a giant haven of nothing but offices, he 
can keep his ears open for me."

"I'm sure the recommendation of the head of the 
accounting department can't hurt your chances. Are you 
going to talk to him now?"

"No, for all I know he's still in some meeting, he 
promised to call me when he starts his lunch hour. I'll 
talk to him then."

"So what are you going to do in the meantime," Amy 
asked.

"In the meantime, I'm going to take you to bed and fuck 
you crazy, because if I have to sit here for one more 
second smelling that beautiful pussy of yours without 
getting a good taste of it, I'm going to go crazy.'

"Sounds like a plan to me," Amy said getting up and 
grabbing Laura's hand she pulled her up and led her out 
of the kitchen.

*** 

Around an hour later the phone rang and Laura 
stubbornly opened her eyes. She found Amy's pussy still 
covering her head exactly as it had been ten minutes 
ago when she had passed out after her sixth or seventh 
massive orgasm. She started licking and sucking again, 
even as she stretched out her hand to grab the cordless 
phone on the night table by the bed. As she took her 
mouth off Amy's pussy long enough to say "hello" she 
felt her own pussy once more being invaded by Amy's 
super talented tongue.

"Hi honey," Stan said over the phone, "what are you 
doing?"

"Trying to recover from an incredible fuck session with 
Amy."

"Well that will take a while," Stan said humorously, 
"Believe me I know."

"How about you," Laura asked, "how's your first day 
been going?"

"Well, except for the fact that I've had to fuck 9 
women and 3 guys, that's without counting the two times 
I have fucked Maggie, things haven't gone to great."

"Why, what's wrong," Laura asked nervously.

The boss met with me to let me know that the first 
thing I had to do was fire pretty much my entire 
staff."

"Oh no," Laura said horrified.

"Yeah, but I guess he had a point, it was pretty easy 
doing it before I'd actually made any kind of 
connection with them. The problem is that since my 
meeting with the main staff, these others have been 
marching into my office wanting a chance to prove they 
have the balls, or in most cases, not the balls, to 
continue working here. I felt bad enough having to 
reject them as employees without having to reject them 
as people also."

"And to think, I was going to ask you if there were any 
secretarial positions open at your job."

Laura gave a loud moan and had to bury her head in 
Amy's cunt again.

"Is Amy still in bed with you," Stan asked, "because 
you definitely won't recover any time soon if you're 
still fucking her?" Then as if he suddenly caught 
something he said, "What do you mean a secretarial 
position?" 

Letting Amy know that she needed her to stop a while, 
she had Amy turn around so that she was lying on top of 
Laura in a face to face position with their boobs 
squishing together and their cunts rubbing into one 
another.

"Stan, I'm sorry, it's only been less than a day and 
already I know I can't do this housewife thing; mostly 
because we don't need a housewife here. There's nothing 
for me to do. Pietro is working his garden, Amy is 
cooking and cleaning, well when she's not in bed with 
me anyway, the kids are at school, you're at work, are 
you understanding what I'm trying to say."

"I think I am," Stan said, "you're having trouble 
adjusting to housewife duties because in fact, you have 
none. I can see how that can get tiresome. But why did 
you mention a secretarial position, you were a fashion 
designer."

Laura rubbed her free hand into the crack of Amy's butt 
and begun slowly working her index finger into Amy's 
butt hole.

"Yes, I was, but remember, I also have my bachelors in 
Office Management."

"Right your fall back career, I remember now."

"That's why I was hoping that with so many companies 
sharing that giant office building you're in, you might 
hear if someone has an opening."

Stan's eyes flashed again as he took in what Laura had 
just said, "so many companies," Stan repeated 
thoughtfully, "yes, I wonder how many might just need a 
personal secretary or a bookkeeping clerk, why didn't I 
think of this before!"

Laura had absolutely no idea what Stan was talking 
about and she started to say so when he interrupted 
saying, "Honey, I'm going to need you to pry yourself 
free of Amy, I know that's not exactly an easy task, 
but I think I have exactly what you need. Take a 
shower, a cold one preferably, and have Pietro drive 
you here in about an hour-and-a-half, I have to get 
started, I have a lot of phone calls to make."

As Laura hung up, Amy kissed her passionately and began 
more strongly grinding her twat into Laura's. Laura was 
about to tell her she had to get up, but feeling very 
blissful thought, "oh heck, there's always time for one 
more orgasm; I just have to make sure not to pass out 
this time."


Chapter Eight – Ana's Soul-mate Vs. Ana's Teacher


The bell rang signaling the end of the third period 
class, and the Andersons walked out trying to draw as 
little attention to themselves as possible. Third 
period had ended up being the first class they went to 
because for some reason the school delayed opening for 
more than an hour. No one had been told why, but there 
had been rumors of a mysterious substance being present 
throughout the halls of the school. No one gave an 
official word as to what was found, but obviously it 
wasn't dangerous since they eventually let the students 
enter the school after everything was cleaned up.

"I can't believe we all have the exact same classes," 
Lana said, "what are the chances?"

"I don't think chance has anything to do with it," John 
said, "I heard something about exact twins or triplets 
often being kept together to stop the temptation of 
switching places on things like tests. You can't go 
substitute for your sibling if you have to be in the 
same room at the same time taking the exact same test."

"Bummer," Ana said, "Well, that they kept both sets of 
us completely together is a plus."

"Yeah," Hannah said locking an arm around Ron, "don't 
you think so Master."

Ron shot her an angry look and whispered, "Do I have to 
remind you that in school I am not you're master; I'm 
your brother."

"Oh, right," Hannah said suddenly releasing his arm, 
then, looking at him said a little loudly, "thanks for 
the tip brother, you're a genius," and leaning up to 
him gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as she 
whispered, "this is going to be hard."

He smiled at her then shaking his head said, "Music 
class next; that should be an easy 'A' for us."

"Not if the teacher only wants us to do that Beethoven 
or Chopin stuff that usually puts me asleep," Ana 
commented, "God I hope we get a hip music teacher."

"Well, we better head out," John said, "it's all the 
way in the North building, room N335, wow, that's some 
walk from here."

"Come on," Ron said, "we better hurry."

"You three go ahead and grab us some good seats in the 
front," Lana said, "we need to pace ourselves a bit, 
plus we need to stop in a restroom on the way."

Don and John looked at the girls puzzled, and rolling 
his eyes Ron said, "They mean it's almost that time of 
the month and they have to go slow. Do they have to 
spell it out?"

"Hey," John said angrily, "you're the only one that is 
a real relationship with one of them. Don't blame us if 
we don't have you're level of understanding."

They took off quickly in the direction of the exit that 
leads to the center building and eventually the North.

"I'm feeling a little oozy already," Lana said, "I 
think I'm going to get a ginger ale from the vending 
machine and take a Midol."

"Well I really have to go now," Ana said, "so I'll meet 
you in class."

"I'll stay with you Lana; you know how you get 
sometimes when it starts." Hannah said.

As Ana ran in search of the nearest girl's room, Hannah 
and Lana walked toward the vending machine.

Lana sat on a bench next to it and as Hannah got her 
the drink she pulled out a pack of pills from her 
pocket.

After taking it and sitting a minute or two Lana said, 
"You better go ahead, I'm okay but I better go slowly."

"Well I'll wait for you," Hannah insisted.

"Nah, that's okay, go ahead; remember, you are under 
orders to be every one of your teachers' favorite 
student, showing up late to their first class doesn't 
help with that."

"Oh," Hannah said as she suddenly turned and started 
running without looking back.

She was just turning a corner toward the center 
building door when CRASH!

"Oww," Hannah said getting up quickly and seeing the 
young hazel-eyed brunette trying to stand as well. "Oh 
dear," Hannah said, "I shouldn't have been running like 
that, I'm so sorry."

As the young lady focused her eyes on Hannah she 
started to say, "No, it's as much my fault, I was 
running too, I'm going to be late to my—" getting a 
good look at Hannah she said, "Oh my God, it's you. Oh 
I've been looking and looking for you!"

Hannah was a bit confused but she remembered why she 
was running in the first place and said, "I'm sorry 
miss, I think you must have me confused with someone 
else. I'm sort of in a rush though, I can't be late. 
Nice running in to you." Hannah then turned and ran, 
leaving a shocked, confused and somewhat hurt Patty 
picking up some books.

"She didn't seem to recognize me, not even to know me," 
Patty thought as she picked up another book. "But that 
can't be. My Sugar loves me as much as I love her, I 
know she does." Patty heard someone walking quickly 
behind her as she picked up another book and heard a 
voice behind her say, "There's one more behind you; 
here I have it."

Patty stood up and took a book that was being handed to 
her, "Thank YOU!" she said, "but I just—I—I"

"It's okay," Lana said hurrying on, throwing the young 
lady an odd look. "She must have a stuttering problem," 
Lana thought, "she's very pretty though."

"No," Patty thought, "I must be going crazy. I've seen 
her so much in my dreams these past three weeks that 
now I'm seeing her wherever I go. Oh Lord, I must look 
flushed and crazed at the moment; I can't meet my first 
class of the semester looking like that. I saw a girl's 
bathroom down the hall, maybe I should make a quick 
stop. No time to waste looking for the nearest staff 
bathroom. I'm already late."

Patty walked quickly toward the bathroom she had seen 
and on entering, put her books on the lid of a trash 
can and proceeded to wash her face. Through the mirror 
she noticed a skirt lying in front of one of the 
stalls. Smiling she thought," someone was in a hurry to 
get in there." She then suddenly frowned worriedly as 
she thought she heard someone throwing up. "Hello," she 
said, "are you alright?"

No one talked for a minute and getting more worried, 
Patty decided to open the stall door and check. Picking 
up the skirt in front of the stall, she opened the door 
and found a young blond girl bent over the bowl 
barfing. The girl was naked from the waist down, this 
didn't surprise Patty seeing as she was holding the 
girls skirt. The girl's bent over and wide-legged 
stance gave Patty a clear look into the girl's wet cunt 
and Patty thought, "what a beautiful juicy looking 
pussy, it looks just like my—" out loud she then said, 
"SUGAR!"

The girl in the stall had stood straight and turned to 
see who had opened the door. She looked unbelievingly 
at Patty for a minute then screamed, "PATTY!" Ana 
pulled Patty into the stall with her and started 
kissing her passionately, forgetting that she had just 
been throwing up.

Patty, however, didn't care, there was doubt about it; 
this girl standing before her was her Sugar.

"Oh Patty," Ana said between kisses, "I've tried so 
much to find you since that day, I shouldn't have just 
left like that, but I was so confused at first, because 
I realized how in love I am with you. I had been having 
sex with girls for years, but I had never fallen in 
love with one before. It frightened me a little, but 
I've accepted who I am now, and I'm not afraid to tell 
you how much I love you."

Patty was kissing Ana just as much as Ana was kissing 
her, and as they continued to embrace, Patty's hand 
somehow ended up in Ana's cunt, and two or three 
fingers started pumping the hole that had reminded 
Patty who she truly was. But Patty suddenly stopped and 
said, "Sugar, what's wrong, why are you throwing up?"

"Oh, it's almost that time. I came in rushing to use 
the bathroom, and suddenly it hit me. But I'm fine now; 
with you here, I'll always be fine."

Patty suddenly realized something and pulling her 
fingers out of Ana's pussy said, "Sugar, do you go to 
school here?"

"Why yes," Ana said finding it an odd question, but 
then remembered that Patty had believed she had been a 
college freshman.

Patty quickly handed Ana her skirt and turning stepped 
out of the stall without saying a word.

"Patty," what's wrong," Ana said, "Okay, so I'm not as 
old as you thought, I'm still the same person, and I 
still love you."

Patty didn't say a word, she was gathering up her books 
as quickly as possible.

"Patty, talk to me please," Ana said almost in tears.

Patty was at the door of the bathroom and hearing Ana 
give a sob turned and said, "Don't cry, please, we'll 
talk, but I'm late at the moment for a class. If you 
want, we'll talk during lunch next period. Meet me in 
room N335 at the end of this period. And Sugar, I love 
you and I always will, but I think we're going to have 
a little problem." With that, Patty rushed out and 
almost ran to class.

*** 

Patty rushed into the class without even looking at the 
students. With her back to the class she started 
writing on the board saying, "I'm sorry I'm late class, 
I had a small accident on my way here," on the board 
she had written the name 'Ms. Patricia Clark' "I am Ms. 
Clark to all of you. Anyone who dares call me Prof. 
Clark will get an instant 'F'. Prof. Clark makes me 
sound too old." She finally turned and said, "oh my—"

"You!" both Hannah and Lana said together.

Patty didn't know these girls, but she didn't have to 
be a genius to realize they were her Sugars sisters. 
Besides them, there were three young boys sitting in 
the front row, all also exact triplets, and between the 
two girls was an empty seat with two book bags in it. 
The girls were obviously saving the seat for someone, 
and Patty had a very unhappy feeling she knew exactly 
who that someone was.

Going over to her desk she grabbed the roster and 
quickly spotting six names she called out, "John 
Anderson, Ron Anderson, Don Anderson Hannah Anderson, 
Ana Anderson, Lana Anderson."

As she called each name she took note as the student 
raised his or her hand, when she finished calling the 
entire roll she had one name that had not responded 
present. She suddenly heard the door open and someone 
ran past her and as Lana and Hannah removed their bags, 
Ana sat and said without truly looking up. "I'm sorry 
I'm late, teacher, I was in the bathroom and I was 
suddenly caught ill."

"I know Ana, I was there. By the way, as I was saying I 
am Ms. Clark, your music teacher."

Ana looked up shocked and as her mouth dropped open in 
awe, Hannah and Lana looked curiously at her and Lana 
said, "What's wrong?"

"It's her," Ana whispered, "it's Patty!"


Chapter Nine – Lunchtime Lovers


When the bell signaled the end of their fourth period, 
Patty said, "Andersons, can you stay a few minutes 
please, I'd like to speak with you."

Ana looked curiously at Patty, they were supposed to 
have a private talk, why keep her brothers and sisters 
there.

When everyone else had left and Patty was alone with 
the Andersons, they gathered around her desk and she 
said, "I know who you are," she seemed to be talking to 
the group, but her eyes were locked with Ana's. "I 
didn't recognize you at first, you look somewhat 
different out of costume; plus, last time I saw you it 
was night time on a beach; Triplet X Love Times 2, 
isn't it?"

Ana, who was the only one of the six Patty seemed to 
see nodded and Patty continued, "You're incredibly 
talented and have a chance of really going somewhere, 
however, my point is that I have taught many groups in 
my time, ranging from really rotten to semi-cool, to—" 
and this time she took a moment to look over all of 
them as she said, "extremely awesome."

The kids all felt a sense of pride as they realized 
that their music teacher was obviously praising their 
musical skills.

"However," Patty continued, "more often than a music 
teacher would like, the majority of band and group 
members, even awesome ones, end up failing music 
class." The kids all threw her a worried look at this 
statement, and Patty explained, "It's not because they 
can't play or sing, but because they are locked into 
one style of music: rock, rap, disco, etc. and they 
forget that music class is not about their style of 
music, it is about the appreciation of music, all 
music, do you understand that?"

As the kids nodded again Patty said, "Who's the leader 
of the group?"

Ana quickly said, "I'm in charge of the band Pa—Ms. 
Clark."

"I'm not surprised; you're the lead voice aren't you?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Why don't we let your brothers and sisters go to lunch 
and you hang around a bit longer. I'm going to need a 
T.A. and who better to be the T.A. in a music class 
than the leader and lead voice of an awesome band." 
Patty smiled as she said this.

"Hey," Hannah said, "I'm supposed to be the teacher's 
pet." Smiling she then said, "but I'm sure my master 
wouldn't mind making one exception," and she walked to 
the door followed by the others. Ana followed also, 
locking the door as the others left, she then quickly 
turned and looking confused and upset said, "I guess 
you're really not as young as you look."

"Well like I said at the beach, most people confuse me 
for a high school student here, but I am only twenty-
two, don't tell anyone though, they tend not to respect 
you as much if they think you're too young."

"Twenty-two," Ana said shocked, "but you just made it 
sound like you've been teaching for years."

"Four years to be exact. I was a bit of a prodigy, I 
graduated high school when I was ten, college when I 
was fourteen and had my teaching masters by the age of 
eighteen."

Ana looked incredulous at Patty, "but you told me you 
met your first true love in high school?"

"Yeah, but I didn't mention that she was somewhat older 
than me and had a thing for kids," Patty said smiling.

"I love you," Ana suddenly said, "you know that, right? 
I don't care if you're somewhat older than me."

"Ana, you know I love you too, but when we first got 
together I believed you were at least eighteen. The 
fact that your are only 15—"

"16 next week," Ana said.

"Fine, 16, doesn't change the fact that I am your 
teacher and that I am risking my job just by meeting 
alone with you."

"I'm a very sweet 16 don't you think?" Ana said raising 
her skirt and flashing her naked twat.

"Please don't do that," Patty said, knowing how little 
she could resist Ana's sweet juices.

Instead of lowering her skirt, Ana stuck a finger up 
her pussy and began to swirl it around and around 
getting it good and wet, then walking straight up to 
Patty, pulled the finger out and stuck under Patty's 
nose saying, "Do you want to remember just how sweet I 
am?"

Patty smelled Ana's beautiful scent on her finger and 
tried to resist saying, "Please, we can—" but before 
she could finish, Ana rammed the finger in her mouth 
and wouldn't release the pressure on it until she felt 
Patty willingly and joyously sucking the juices off it.

"You see," Ana said, "You do love me."

"I told you I do, but I also told you that's not the 
issue."

"If I love you, and you love me, what other issue is 
there, who has the right to keep us apart?"

Patty thought about the question a little, and 
suddenly, coming to a decision said, "No one has the 
right to keep us apart!" she then sat Ana on the edge 
of the desk, right in front of her chair, and buried 
her face in Ana's twat; how she had dreamed over the 
last three weeks of being able to savor her sweet 
Sugar's juices again.

As Patty feasted, joyously, Ana slipped a hand under 
Patty's blouse and started to squeeze and cup her 
boobs. Ana then pinched Patty's nipple sending glorious 
sensations throughout Patty's body.

Patty didn't even realize how it happened, but before 
she knew it she was lying on the floor with Ana sitting 
on her face. Ana suddenly bent forward and raising 
Patty's skirt, lowered her panties and buried her own 
face in Patty's glorious cunt. Ana started pumping two 
fingers in and out of Patty's pussy as she glued her 
mouth to Patty's clit. Patty moaned a little and began 
pumping her tongue savagely in and out of Ana's tight 
twat, fucking her with her tongue as if it were a true 
cock.

Ana was going wild, she added another finger into 
Patty's pussy, there were now three fingers pumping 
rapidly in and out. Somehow this still didn't seem 
enough, so she worked a fourth finger in as Patty 
screamed lightly into Ana's own cunt. Ana went all the 
way, working her whole hand into Patty's pussy. Once 
inside, she closed her hand into a fist and continued 
pumping rapidly. 

Ana felt Patty going over the edge, Patty redoubled her 
tongue fucking effort, wanting desperately to give Ana 
as much joy as Ana was giving her; she brought a hand 
over Ana's ass, and finding the crack, began to explore 
it with her index finger, finding Ana's rosebud, she 
rammed her finger in mercilessly.

Ana moaned around Patty's clit; actually biting it when 
she felt Patty's finger reach deep in her anus, she 
sped up her fisting of Patty's cunt to a rate that she 
could easily be compared to Sylvester Stallone in a 
Rocky movie.

Patty gave a scream that, if not muffled by her tongue 
in Ana's twat, would have had all school security 
officials breaking down the door. As Patty started to 
cum, Ana brutally pulled her fist out of Patty's cunt, 
intensifying her pleasure with a bit of pain. 

Ana then glued her mouth to Patty's cunt, drinking the 
floods of juice that flowed freely into her mouth; on 
once more being able to finally taste Patty's juices, 
she went over the edge herself, cumming and cumming and 
cumming for Patty, wanting to give her so much that 
Patty would never want to separate her mouth from Ana's 
twat again.

They both came so much that they actually passed out 
from the intensity. They were brought back by a phone 
ringing and on struggling back to full consciousness, 
Ana flipped her cell phone open and saw Lana looking at 
her.

"If you and Ms. Clark are finished with your meeting, 
maybe the two of you should take a few minutes to 
'freshen up' next period starts in 10 minutes."

"Oh God," Ana heard Patty say, "We better hurry. Tell 
your sister thanks for me."

Getting up and helping Ana up, Patty held her in an 
embrace for a minute and then kissing her like the 
soul-mate she was said, "No one will come between us, 
ever. Now let's get freshened up, we both look like 
we've just cum buckets."

Ana smiled and they left the room separately and in 
opposite directions, Ana towards the girls room, and 
Patty toward the staff bathroom.


Chapter Ten – The Office Party


Stan had been on the phone for two hours straight after 
his talk with Laura. He had locked himself in his 
office and informed Maggie that absolutely no one was 
to disturb him, and that with the exception of his 
wife, his kids or Mr. Carson she was to take all phone 
messages.

When he stepped out of his office, he found twelve 
naked people anxiously staring at him eager for a 
second interview. He threw a disapproving eye at Maggie 
who was now sitting at her desk completely naked also.

"I'm sorry sir," she said noting the look on his face, 
"but I started to feel really weird after a while, 
being the only person in here with clothes I mean."

"Everybody in the conference room now," Stan said 
firmly.

Without even bothering to dress, everyone quickly 
stepped out of Stan's office and paraded across the 
main accounting office, toward the conference room.

Seeing them all march through, the remaining six 
employees looked curiously at Stan as he passed, and he 
signaled that they could join them. As they all took 
seats in the conference room, Stan said, "my decision 
hasn't changed, it's not my decision to change!"

Everyone, even those lucky enough to still have their 
jobs sadly lowered their heads.

"However, I've been on the phone for the last two 
hours, it might interest you all to know that there are 
exactly 350 different companies sharing this office 
building, of those 16 were in immediate need of a new 
bookkeeper and 20 in need of new personal secretaries. 
Everyone was suddenly looking at Stan with a new 
interest and some excitement.

Stan put his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out a 
pack of folded envelopes. "Rather than two weeks 
notice, I've decided to give the twelve of you that 
have to go an envelope with your name on it, the 
envelope has the name and location of a company that 
wants you to start with them tomorrow at your present 
salary, a personal letter of recommendation from me, 
and two weeks salary. Do you think you would be happy 
with that?"

Not only did Stan's words receive some enthusiastic 
nods and approval, he actually heard some cheering. The 
dread of having to search for a new job that would pay 
near enough to their old salaries to cover their debts 
is what had most of them parading the office in the 
nude; to be handed a new job right then and there 
lifted a great load off all of their shoulders.

They all appreciatively grabbed the envelope with their 
name, and were still thanking him when to their horror 
the conference room door opened and a woman they didn't 
know stepped in; a very beautiful blond woman whom most 
eyed nervously with a 'don't I know this woman from 
somewhere' expression. Being that the majority of them 
had spent a little time in Stan's office that day, they 
had seen her before; in the picture they had studied on 
Stan's desk to be exact.

Stan then tried to make the nervous group of naked 
former employees feel more relaxed by saying, "I want 
to introduce the person you should all really be 
thanking; this is Ms. Laura Irving." Laura threw him a 
questioning look when introduced with her maiden name. 
"Ms. Irving is the new general secretary and office 
manager of our department, it was she that brought to 
my attention the fact that there were so many other 
companies in this building."

The group turned appreciative eyes toward Laura. She, 
on the other hand, was looking wide-eyed at her 
husband.

"You know," Stan said, "I should celebrate the fact 
that everyone is coming out of this ahead."

He suddenly dropped his pants, revealing a massive 
erection and pulled off his shirt, standing before them 
completely nude. "What say we forget about work for the 
rest of the day and just party?"

Everyone seemed to love that idea, and quickly, the few 
remaining employees still wearing clothes dropped them 
leaving Laura the only person in the room still wearing 
clothes.

Laura looked around as the people in the room began 
pairing off and sometimes forming groups of three or 
four, she especially took note of Stan who had dropped 
to his knees and buried his face in the beautiful 
hairless pussy of a very gorgeous brunette.

"Hey," Laura said, "isn't this as much a welcome to the 
office party for me as it is a goodbye party for those 
leaving?" She dropped her skirt and pulling off her 
blouse lay down on the conference table with her pussy 
right on the edge, feet up and knees apart, throughout 
the rest of the afternoon all the guys in the room took 
their turn fucking her to the point of cumming in her; 
between the guys, one of the women would suck her 
clean, readying her for the next cock; and she had one 
of the women sitting on her face at every moment.

"Now this is an office party," Laura thought, and as 
Stan rammed his cock in and out of Maggie's ass, he had 
the same exact thought.


Chapter Eleven – The Sex Education Teacher


The Anderson kids walked into their sixth period class 
a little nervously. More nervous than one might expect; 
they were truly dreading what might be said in this 
class.

As usual, the girls decided to sit in the front, right 
in front of the teacher's desk, the boys on the other 
hand, opted to sit in the very last row. Debbie Wilson 
was with the Andersons in this class as were: Martha 
Wise, Jerry Clinton, Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos. 
Harry and Jennifer were supposed to have taken the 
class the previous year, but as part of their protest 
in securing a Gay and Lesbian Society for the school, 
they had refused to attend.

Everyone waited for the old boring 'know nothing about 
today's world' creep that would be teaching them that 
sex was a bad thing.

The door opened and they saw a young man in his late 
twenty's (at the most) enter; as had most of the other 
teachers that day, he gave special attention to the 
Anderson kids. It's not every day, I guess, you have 
two sets of exact triplets in one class. He especially 
seemed interested in the clothes that the Anderson 
girls were wearing. Lana took the opportunity to size 
him up a bit. He definitely wasn't the old fogy she was 
expecting, in fact, Lana thought, "he is damn hot!" 

He turned around and walking to the board wrote the 
words, "Dr. Randolph Lewis" and under that "SE101" and 
next to that "24 days!"

He walked around the desk and looked at the class, he 
sat on the edge of his desk and said, "24 days, that's 
what they give me to try and teach you a lesson that 
needs to last you the rest of your lives. One that, if 
you don't learn can mean the end of your life or at 
least the end of your life as you ever imagined it."

"Here it comes," Lana thought, "the sex is evil 
speech."

"If you are waiting for me to tell you that sex is 
evil, you can just keep waiting," Dr. Lewis said. 
"There is nothing evil about sex. Sex is in fact one of 
the most beautiful, fulfilling, calming and pleasing 
activities God ever invented. It is in fact the only 
original activity God left."

The class all had their eyes focused on the Sex Ed. 
Teacher as if in shock. Pretty much everyone had looked 
up some good rebuttals for when the teacher started 
saying what a horrible thing sex was, but what were 
they to say to this guy?

"So," Dr. Lewis said, "am I telling you to go out and 
start having sex like rabbits?" Lana threw him a 
hopeful, 'oh yes please' look. Dr. Lewis however said, 
"No, I'm not! Am I therefore telling you not to have 
sex?" He looked deep in Lana's eyes, she was sitting 
right in front of his desk and Lana had a strange 
feeling that he was reading her every thought. "No!" 
Dr. Lewis continued, "Your body is your body, feel free 
to do whatever you want with it, if you want to screw 
around 24-7 that is up to you, I have no say in that!"

Dr. Lewis now got off the desk and again walked to the 
blackboard. "So what am I here for," he said. "There's 
something I have to teach you kids, and seeing as my 24 
days will already be down one by our next meeting, I 
better start teaching it."

He erased what was written on the board and in the 
center of the board in big block letters wrote the 
words, "SAFE SEX" Turning to the class he said, "What I 
have to teach you is no joke, can anyone guess what I'm 
here to teach you?"

Lana raised her hand and said, "That you can have all 
the sex you want as long as you're protected." She went 
into the pocket of her skirt and pulling something out 
held it high and said, "girls, always have one handy, 
you can't trust the guys to remember them." The entire 
class started to break into laughter, but they suddenly 
froze up when they realized that someone was laughing a 
lot louder, and a lot more wickedly than any of them.

Between fits of insane laughter Dr. Lewis said, "Oh is 
that what you think I'm here to teach you missy. Then 
lady you are definitely going to fail, because what I 
am here to teach you is this."

In even bigger and bolder letters, he wrote the 
following words under the two already there, "IS A 
JOKE!"

The class looked puzzled, obviously beyond 
understanding. 

"Anyone know what an oxy-moron is?" Dr. Lewis asked 
suddenly.

Debbie raised her hand and said, "a phrase that is made 
meaningless by the fact that the elements of the phrase 
are contradicting and therefore cancel each other out."

"One dictionary," Dr. Lewis said continuing Debbie's 
explanation "gave a simple example 'a mournful 
optimist' Can you see how ridiculous this phrase is, 
how can an optimist ever be mournful? The world today 
is full of some incredible oxy-morons one of the latest 
is 'reality TV'. With the exception of watching the 
news, most people sit in front of a TV to escape 
reality for a while. Now, one of the most harmful, if 
not deadly, oxy-morons is the phrase you see on the 
board right now 'SAFE SEX'. Class, do you know what 
hot, satisfying, true, beautiful sex is?"

"It's fantastic!" Lana shouted.

"Well yes," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "it's definitely 
that too; however, first and foremost, sex, the kind of 
sex worth having, worth talking about, worth bragging 
about is a RISK. Have you ever heard of a safe risk?"

"Forgive me Sir," Lana said angrily, "if you're going 
to be thinking like that then all you'll eventually do 
is miss out on the thrill the risk can bring you."

"Miss out ehhh," Dr. Lewis repeated, "I have some 
guests with me today. Why don't we hear a few of the 
things we might miss out on."

*** 

"It was what I believed to have been one of the most 
beautiful days of my life," a young girl who looked no 
older than any of them said, "we started with some 
incredible oral sex. Jack just kept sucking my pussy 
fantastically, and every now and then he would bite my 
clit while pumping me with his fingers. I was leaking 
enough cunt juice to flood the entire city. 

"After I had cum, it was my turn to do Jack, and his 
cock tasted incredible, I started by pumping him a bit 
with my hand first to get him really hard, but when I 
sucked him into my mouth and down my throat, that was 
the greatest. I could feel his cock making its way down 
my throat, and my throat muscles would sort of contract 
around it, then he really started fucking my face at a 
nice rhythm and I could taste his wonderful pre-cum on 
my tongue. 

"The best part of that was feeling his cock grow even 
bigger right before it exploded (I miss that feeling) 
in my mouth. God I loved his cum. I love cum period. 
Anyway, after that I kept sucking him and biting his 
cock head until he was hard again, then we really did 
it. We had the most glorious sex for almost two hours. 
I can still remember his cock pumping in and out of my 
cunt, first at a slow pace, then very rapidly as he was 
getting ready to cum; I of course had already cum I 
don't know how many times. It was wonderful, it was 
also the last time I ever saw Jack. Any questions?"

Lana looked at the girl's pretty face, then down to her 
breasts, the girls hard nipples were trying to break 
through her blouse. The telling of her story had 
obviously excited the young lady as much as it did her. 
Lana then looked down at the girls large pregnant belly 
and said, "Didn't you think of using the pill."

"I'd been on the pill for a whole year. Dr. Lewis had 
told us last year that sometimes the pill didn't work, 
but I didn't believe him. I wish I'd taken him a little 
more seriously, but at least Jack didn't seem to have 
had any STD's"

"And this was a guy you had just met that night," Lana 
said.

"A guy with a really hot body and a long-thick dick," 
the girl said, "I just wish I'd at least gotten his 
last name; for the baby you know."

***

A young man in an orange jump suit looked at the kids. 
"Yeah," he said, "it's been two years since I was 
sitting right there in the back row, laughing at Dr. 
Lewis when he mentioned how dangerous sex could be. I'd 
actually been having sex since I was eleven. It never 
seemed dangerous to me, just pure joy. Then suddenly, 
last year, I found out how true Dr. Lewis' statement 
was. Marylyn, she was my girlfriend, and the love of my 
life, she found out too that what we were doing was no 
game. 

"You see, Marylyn, she was a true submissive; she loved 
to feel pain as much as pleasure during sex. I remember 
how sad she'd look sometimes if I hadn't given her some 
good spankings and slaps in the face during our regular 
sex sessions. Anyway, this day I'm talking about, it 
started like any regular day, I clamped Marylyn's 
nipples and her clit, I jammed a twelve inch bump 
filled vibrator up her twat and I started fucking her 
anally like a mad man. She loved anal sex, it was 
really painful for her; that of course is what she 
loved. I had a nice thick leather belt that I used to 
beat her arms, legs and back, and sometimes I'd pull 
quickly out of her ass and give her a few whacks on the 
rear. This always brought her so much joy. 

"After twenty minutes into the fucking, my adrenaline 
was pumping as much as my cock and I decided to give 
Marylyn a gift by making this ass fucking extra brutal, 
I'm still not sure what happened, I just know that it 
got a little more painful than even Marylyn was 
comfortable with and she ended up saying, "No!"

"Oh no," Hannah said out loud, shocked that any true 
submissive would every say that to her master."

"My thoughts exactly Honey," the young man said looking 
at Hannah. "I slapped her a few times across the mouth 
as I continued pumping, and when she said, 'No!' a 
second time I grabbed the belt and tightened it around 
her neck screaming that she shut up and respect her 
master! Well, she finally kept quiet and stopped 
resisting, and I was able to finish fucking her until I 
came, a marvelous cum by the way. She would have liked 
the feeling of my cum flowing in her, too bad she never 
got to feel it. The worst thing is her parents didn't 
even let me go to the funeral, the bastards."

In the back of the class Ron slowly raised his hand and 
said, "Are you saying—you killed her?"

"Duh, why do you think I'm in jail? But she felt a lot 
of pain at that last fucking; I can only believe that 
she died happy."

The prison guard accompanying the young man then 
escorted him out of the classroom.

Ron and Hannah, in the meantime, threw each other 
uncomfortable looks from the back to the front of the 
room.

***

The final visitor was a beautifully bronzed skinned 
young lady, from the reaction of many of the students 
when she entered, she was obviously well known.

"I know a lot of you, and you know me, we've had some 
fantastic fucks together. I know a lot of you have been 
calling my house, and Marty's too, wondering where 
we've been all summer. As you know, we had a great end 
of the year orgy at the end of last semester, and as 
you also know, my motto was never do anyone you didn't 
know, and never do anyone without protection. 

"Well, the thing is, Marty and I had the most 
incredible fuck session that night, it was a night of 
sex worth bragging about. Those that did him might 
remember that Marty had a nine inch extra thick cock 
that could put you in heaven the moment it slid up your 
cunt. He had an incredible weapon and he knew how to 
use it. He did me in every single hole that night, but 
when he did my twat doggy style, that was when it 
really got intense, doggy is my favorite position, it 
really allows my pussy to open up and feel a cock 
penetrate me to the end. 

"Well, we were really worked up, and he started fucking 
me extra strong and fast, powerful thrusts that sent 
electricity from my twat to the end of my hair to the 
tip of my toe nails. Man it felt good. The problem 
though, is that it got so good and intense, that his 
condom broke and I felt his cum flowing in me, so warm, 
hot and creamy. I got a little nervous so I asked one 
of the girls there to suck me out, and even though I 
was on the regular pill, I took a morning after pill 
the next day just to be sure. Luckily I'm not 
pregnant."

Debbie raised her hand and asked, "so if everything 
worked out, why haven't we seen you all summer. And why 
do you keep talking about Marty like he's not around 
anymore?"

"Didn't I tell you?" The girl said absent-mindedly. 
"Marty died of pneumonia last month. He had aids and 
his system couldn't fight the infection. Turns out he 
got it from a girl that passed through town for a day 
last year. He never believed much in my only people you 
know and always protected rule. Anyway, his parents 
have kept it pretty quiet."

"Wait a second," Lana said suddenly, "so do you—well—I 
mean—"

"Well, I never met this girl, but when you sleep with 
someone you sleep with every person they've ever slept 
with so you can say I slept with her too, so did my 
sister, she was the girl at the party I asked to suck 
me clean. That's really the most painful thing about 
this sickness, knowing that because of me, my sister is 
lying in a hospital dying at this moment, the triple 
cocktail I'm on wasn't as effective on her."

***

"Now most of you may think this class in not as 
important as other classes," Dr. Lewis said as the bell 
was about to sound, "but remember the grade you get 
will be averaged into your years GPA, if you play your 
cards right and follow the simple assignments of this 
class you can have an easy 'A+' to average in with your 
other grades. Now forty percent of your grade is 
determined by attendance, so fail to come and you fail 
this class. Ten percent of the grade is determined by 
participation so even if you decide to come in and say 
absolutely nothing, you can still get an 'A-' as long 
as you do the other things necessary. 

"Finally, fifty percent of your grade is determined by 
your completion of a simple assignment, this assignment 
is to go down to the hospital, take a full STD test for 
most STDs including HIV and AIDS and then submit a copy 
with a small report on how you felt while waiting for 
the result and finally receiving it."

The bell rang and everyone quickly got up and as soon 
as possible stepped out. Lana, however, noticed that 
Dr. Lewis was not leaving the class and she said to the 
rest, "go on ahead, I'll see you later."

"Lana," Ana said, "What are you going to do?"

"He's wrong about what he's missing, I just want to 
show him what that truly is."

"And how do you plan to do that?" Hannah asked worried.

"I have my ways," Lana said smiling.

As she reentered the classroom, Ron took Hannah by the 
hand and said, "Listen, Honey, I think we should talk a 
little about a safety phrase, and here's a direct 
order, LEARN TO USE IT! Come and walk with me."

"I wonder what the Queen is up to now," Ana said 
looking at the door.

"Do you really want to know," Don asked walking away as 
fast as he could.

"You don't think he'd have her expelled if she got mad 
and tried to unleash her wrath on him do you?"

"Nah," John said, "he'd probably just ask her to marry 
him. Now come on, stop worrying."

Casting a final worried look at the door, Ana shrugged 
her shoulders and followed the others to their seventh 
period class.


Chapter Twelve – Lana's Detention


When Lana reentered the classroom, she found Dr. Lewis 
sitting at his desk underlining something on a sheet of 
paper. She boldly walked up to the front of his desk 
and looking up Dr. Lewis said, "Did you forget 
something, Lana?"

"I wanted to say that—hey wait a minute, how did you 
know my name? You didn't even call role?"

"Doesn't mean I don't have the roster," he said showing 
her the paper he'd been studying. Lana saw that it was, 
in fact, a copy of the class roster and that Dr. Lewis 
had underlined four names and put notes next to them. 
Two of the notes ended in question marks, as if 
uncertain, but the other two were in big bold letters 
as if saying 'NO DOUBT ABOUT IT'."

"You've underlined me and all my sisters and my brother 
Ron. You've labeled us!" Lana said this angrily as she 
read the word 'submissive' in big bold letters next to 
Hannah's name, 'master' with a question mark next to 
Ron, 'lesbian' also with a question mark next to Ana 
and— "What do you mean 'sexual leader and trouble!" she 
demanded as she studied the note by her name. "How dare 
you try to analyze us as if we were psychos at some 
shrinks office?"

"I notice you are not denying any of the notes are 
correct," Dr. Lewis said calmly.

"What if they are, that's beyond the point that it's 
insulting to have yourself—"

"—be so obvious about your life that you can be easily 
labeled?" Dr. Lewis finished in a calm voice. "Why did 
come in here Lana? Did you forget something, or were 
you thinking possibly of seducing me so that I would 
truly understand what I was missing?"

Lana seemed a bit flustered and not knowing truly what 
to say said, "So how did you know which sister was 
which if you never called role?"

"I figured the different letters on your individual 
blouses were there for a reason."

"And Ron, how did you know him," Lana asked.

"That was purely guess work, out of blue, red and 
green, red is the only color that starts with a letter 
that also starts one of your brother's names, I figured 
they'd probably start the color coding by pairing those 
two up."

Lana couldn't help but be impressed a little with Dr. 
Lewis' observation skills, this also made her nervous, 
because what if he was right about everything else too?

"I noticed you didn't add any labels to John and Don," 
she said.

"They didn't talk during the class. For now I'd say 
they both seem normal, though probably bi- like the 
rest of your family, but eventually one of them will 
cross completely like your sister Ana and accept he's 
gay. Who, by the way, is green and who is blue?

"Dad says that since Don is the youngest, he's always 
green with envy." Giving a puzzled look she said, "I 
won't ask why you think my entire family is bi-, I 
won't deny it either, I have no shame, we do nothing 
wrong. However, I am curious to know, why do you think 
either John or Don will eventually become gay?"

"Exact multi-birth siblings eventually want to make a 
powerful statement that they are themselves and not 
just a clone or carbon copy of their sibling. A 
statement that powerful can't be made with a simple 
declaration of a different career choice."

"So they do it with a different sexual preference," 
Lana said.

"It does make them stand out," Dr. Lewis said.

Suddenly remembering the roster still in her hand, Lana 
lashed out saying, "Maybe I am a 'sexual leader' and 
maybe I did come in here to show you what you're 
missing," suddenly pulling off her skirt and bending 
and turning around to give Dr. Lewis a good view of her 
open dripping pussy she said, "that doesn't make me 
trouble!"

"It makes you trouble for me," Dr. Lewis said still in 
that same calm and unexcited voice, "it makes you an 
unnecessary temptation I have to overcome."

"A temptation," Lana repeated straightening up and 
walking around the desk, "you had me labeled as a 
temptation to you before I even came in." Giving him a 
big smile and leaping on his desk she sat right in 
front of his face and spread her legs.

"It's not a compliment," Dr. Lewis said coldly, "please 
get off my desk and put your skirt back on. Don't make 
any plans for the next three days after class," he 
said, opening a drawer and pulling out a blue sheet of 
paper and a pen. He also took out a regular sheet of 
note paper. Instead of getting off and putting her 
skirt back on, Lana pulled her blouse over her head and 
let her naked breasts hit Dr. Lewis on the face as he 
bent down to write.

"Make that the next 5 days, starting today." Dr. Lewis 
said calmly and apparently unfazed. When he finished 
writing he looked at his watch and noted the time on 
the regular note paper; he then handed both the note he 
had written and a carbon copy of the blue sheet to 
Lana.

The words on the top of the blue sheet stood out in 
Lana's eyes, 'Detention Slip' she read it over and said 
smiling, "So you want me alone with you after school 
for the next 5 days? I think that can be fun."

"Detention is never fun my dear," Dr. Lewis said, in no 
way hiding that he was taking pleasure in having Lana's 
totally naked body sitting right in front of him, no 
matter what he said, "you might look over the second 
sheet."

Looking it over Lana said horrified, "It's a note to my 
seventh period teacher, 'forgive Ms. Anderson for being 
late as I have decided to make her my T.A. and needed 
to discuss some important procedures with her. However, 
one of the things I need to teach my T.A. is 
responsibility, so I suggest you give her an hours 
detention for every minute past ten minutes from the 
time noted here, the time at which we concluded our 
meeting' Oh shit, I have 10 minutes to get to class or 
get more detention," Lana said jumping off the desk and 
putting her clothes on as quickly as possible.

"Remember," Dr. Lewis said, "come straight here after 
class, I'll have spoken with your parents by then and 
we can leave for your detention."

"Spoken with my parents," Lana said freezing, "why do 
you have to talk to them?"

"Well I need their signed consent to take you off the 
premises."

"Off the premises," Lana repeated a little nervously.

"You don't think I'm fool enough to lock myself up with 
you alone for two hours do you? You'll be serving your 
detention in a very public place. By the way, you now 
have nine minutes to get to your next class."

"Oh," Lana said and ran quickly out the door.

*** 

"Wow, detention ehhh," Ana said admiringly, "I should 
tell Patty to give me detention for a week."

"Don't smile," Lana said, "I get the feeling it's not 
going to be as much fun as I anticipated."

"Why do you say that," Hannah asked.

"Because he was going to call Mom and Dad to get 
permission to take me to some public place to complete 
it," Lana said gloomily.

"Right," Ron said, "he probably just wants the 
permission to take you off the school grounds and to 
his house."

"You think so," Lana said hopefully.

"Maybe we should ask to stay with her," John said.

"Why do you say that," Ana asked

"Come on, a guy she just met today wants to take her 
away somewhere, she shouldn't be alone with him."

"Maybe John is right," Hannah said suddenly.

"Come on guys," Lana said rolling her eyes, "we're 
talking about one my teachers not some mystery guy on 
the internet, what's he going to do, rape me before I 
get a chance to rape him?"

"Lana's got a point," Don said, "if anyone needs 
protection it's Dr. Lewis."

"Look, don't worry guys, just go home and I'll fill you 
in on everything that happens."

"Well," John said, obviously still worried, "at least 
keep your cell phone on and close by at all times, 
okay." He leaned over and hugging her, kissed her on 
the cheek like a truly concerned brother.

Lana then turned a corner in the hall they were walking 
and headed toward the Sex Ed. classroom. The others 
continued toward the school exit.

Lana found Dr. Lewis locking the Sex Ed. room and said, 
"You're not going to permit me one minute alone with 
you, are you?"

"Like I said," Dr. Lewis said as he turned to look at 
her, "I'm not stupid. Come on, I have your father's 
signed permission slip to take you. For the next two 
hours, for the next five days, you are my slave."

Lana's eyes flashed in excitement at the thought then 
said suddenly, "Wait a minute, Dad's at his job, how 
did you get a signed permission slip from him?"

"The joys of modern technology dear, ever hear of 
something called a fax machine?"

"You're mocking me, aren't you?" Lana said smiling.

"Ah a Buffy and Angel fan ehhh," Dr. Lewis said 
indicating Lana should follow him.

"Will you stop analyzing me, please," Lana said, her 
smile turning into a frown, "It's really starting to 
creep me out how you can tell a lot about a person's 
life just by one or two sentences they speak."

*** 

Lana sat in the front seat of Dr. Lewis' car, and as he 
drove, she threw a few quick looks at the groin area of 
his pants, looking for some sign that would tell her 
that he was, at least, a little excited to be alone 
with her. Disappointed not to see any, she boldly 
allowed her hand to drop right on Dr. Lewis' thigh; 
encouraged by the fact that he had no objection, she 
rubbed his thigh a little and slowly inched her hand up 
toward his groin section.

"If you don't want me to get too excited and crash this 
car," Dr. Lewis said in his cold voice, "I wouldn't 
move any closer to that area if I were you. My thigh 
has been feeling a bit sore so I don't mind it getting 
a free massage, but that's as close as you get honey."

Lana removed her hand looking disheartened, "can you at 
least tell me where we're going," she asked, suddenly 
as cold as Dr. Lewis.

"We're here," he said pulling into the driveway of the 
local hospital.

"The hospital," Lana said shocked, "what—"

"Just follow me slave!" Dr. Lewis said forcefully, and 
for once Lana was not excited about what prospects the 
term 'slave' had in store for her.

On entering, Dr. Lewis took Lana over to the 
receptionist's desk and said, "Helen, let me get a 
temporary volunteer's badge, name Lana Anderson, age 
15—"

"16," Lana corrected.

"Not until next week," Dr. Lewis said giving her a cold 
stare.

"This is too eerie," Lana thought, "he even knows my 
birthday and I can't even remember his first name!"

"As I was saying," Dr. Lewis continued, "age 15, hair 
blond, eyes blue, height 5 ft. 8 in. I'd say."

"5 ft. 10 in." Lana corrected.

"Maybe in higher heels, but not in those," Dr. Lewis 
said. "Helen make an emergency appointment for her at 
the blood lab. Tell them I'm taking her there now for a 
rapid super rush hematology exam to check for all 
standard STDs."

"Yes," Helen said, "the required volunteer exam."

"If she's going to be within 10 ft. of one of my 
patients I want a guarantee she's clean!" Dr. Lewis 
threw Lana another cold stare and noticed how 
frightened she suddenly looked.

"What's wrong," he said, "worried about what we might 
find in your blood?"

Worried wasn't the word for it, Lana was suddenly very, 
very scared about what an STD test might show. "I'm a 
minor," she said, "you can't give me a blood test 
without my parent's permission!"

"Oh," Dr. Lewis said smiling mischievously, "suddenly 
you're a minor, ehhh? Well, as it happens, I asked your 
father to fax me permission to treat you medically; I 
have it right here," he said producing a hospital 
permission slip for the treatment of minors. "Come on, 
we don't want to keep the hematologist waiting."

*** 

After having a giant tube of her blood removed, Dr. 
Lewis left instructions to be paged as soon as the 
results came in. He then told Lana, "Come on, while we 
wait for the results we can start working with a 
patient. The results of your test won't matter much in 
her case."

Dr. Lewis led Lana to what seemed like a very crowded 
ward on the 17th floor of the hospital. Lana didn't 
fail to note all the crying and sad people around her, 
every room on this ward seemed to be filled with 
depressed people, the visitors as much as the patients. 
Lana also did not fail to notice that many of the 
patients in the beds were very young and even some that 
looked no older than children. "What is this place," 
Lana asked Dr. Lewis, actually shivering a little.

"This is one of the two wards in the hospital nicknamed 
'Sex Land'; behold the beauty of sex all around you."

"The STD ward," Lana thought, "how could he make me 
come here?"

They walked to the very end of the ward and stopped in 
front of a heavy metal door with a small window. 
Looking through it, Lana only saw an equally heavy 
metal door. Opening the door, Dr. Lewis and Lana 
quickly walked in shutting it behind them.

On one side of the small area behind the first door 
Lana noticed a counter full of plastic bags with items 
like gowns, filter masks, plastic gloves and cleaning 
rags. On the other side was a giant metal barrel that 
had the word, 'TOXIC' on it.

"Put these on," Dr. Lewis said, passing Lana a gown a 
mask and three sets of gloves. He noticed Lana lowering 
her skirt and yelled, "Over your clothes!"

"Sorry," Lana said, and then added, "why three sets of 
gloves?"

"Because they are made from the same material as that 
condom of yours and can therefore break just as 
easily."

Dr. Lewis also suited up and bending below the counter, 
pulled out a plastic bag with the words "General 
Toiletries" on it this included items such as: a bed 
pan, a square wash bucket, 2 bars of anti-bacterial 
soap, several sheets of sanitary bed covers, something 
that looked like a diaper and a few more cleaning rags.

Lana didn't say a word, but her eyes didn't hide her 
fear of what they would find behind door number two. As 
they walked through, Lana saw a single ring of 
curtains, obviously hiding a bed behind it, and Dr. 
Lewis said, "This is the isolation room. Any patient in 
here has already developed a complication that can, if 
not controlled instantly, lead to their death. The air 
in here, like all the items we found in the other room 
has to be kept completely sterilized."

"Why are we here," Lana asked, her tone almost pleading 
to be let out.

"It's time for someone's bath," Dr. Lewis said walking 
over to the curtain and pulling them open.

"Oh my God," Lana said, as she stared at the nearly 
skeletal body of a young lady with very little hair, 
and hollowed eyes; she had the palest complexion she'd 
seen since an 'Adam's Family' movie. 

"Fill the wash pan with some warm water and bring it 
here," Dr. Lewis ordered, "I'll take off her sanitary 
pants. Let me get the bed pan and a wash rag."

Lana noticed the sink across from her for the first 
time and opening the general toiletries bag passed Dr. 
Lewis what he asked for, at the same time grabbing the 
wash pan and heading for the sink.

When she brought it back she saw Dr. Lewis had removed 
the diaper like sanitary pants from the patient and had 
her semi-sitting on the bed pan. She noticed he was 
supporting her now totally naked body with one hand 
behind her back. With the other hand he was massaging 
and squeezing one of her almost totally deflated tits. 
Laura noticed that the nipples were still quite full 
and getting harder every second.

"Well, are you just here to watch," Dr. Lewis said 
annoyed, "get on the other side of the bed and help 
support her?"

Lana did as she was asked and using one hand, helped 
support the young woman's back. As she watched the bed 
pan filling with a clear liquid, whether piss or liquid 
shit, she was unsure, she suddenly felt her breast 
squeezed over her gown and looking down saw that the 
woman had her hand on it and was rubbing and squeezing 
it more and more through the material. Throwing Dr. 
Lewis a worried look, she saw that the woman's other 
hand was rubbing and squeezing the doctor's cock 
through his gown. 

Lana noticed the large bulge between his legs and 
thought, "So he can get an erection, and a pretty large 
one obviously." Dr. Lewis locked eyes with Lana and 
then directed his sight to the woman's other breast. 
Lana understood what he wanted and with her free hand 
grabbed the woman's boob and started to squeeze it, she 
felt the woman sigh and knew she was happy.

After around ten minutes of this, in which Lana was 
starting to get somewhat hot, she heard the say in a 
mournful voice, "do it, please."

Lana cast Dr. Lewis a look and he signaled to slowly 
lay the woman on her back. Once on her back, Dr. Lewis 
removed the bed pan and placed it is a heavy plastic 
bag hanging on the side of the bed. He handed Lana a 
wash rag and made her understand she was to totally 
clean the woman's ass and with a second rag, she was to 
wipe clean the rest of her groin area.

"Take your time doing it," he said as he once more 
grabbed on of the woman's boobs in a hand, and with the 
other began drawing circles around the woman's belly 
button.

"One thing's for sure," Lana thought, "he knows a 
woman's pleasure points." She started cleaning off the 
woman's ass, taking time to draw circles around her 
rosebud with the rag, occasionally even pushing it in 
and out of her asshole softly; she heard the woman moan 
and looking at her saw there was a smile on her face. 
When she finished with the woman's ass, she passed Dr. 
Lewis the soiled rag (which he promptly discarded in 
the plastic bag) and began giving the woman's cunt, pee 
hole and clit the same treatment with a clean rag. 
Every now and then pushing the rag in the woman's cunt 
and pumping.

Lana saw the doctor bring the hand that had been 
working on the woman's button hole down to her clit and 
start to rub and squeeze it, even as Lana continued 
pumping the wash rag in and out of her twat. The woman 
gave a sudden gasp and as she shook violently Lana 
realized she was having an orgasm. Lana noticed the rag 
she was using getting wetter and wetter and realized it 
was cunt juice, poisoned cunt juice to be exact. 
Worried she looked at Dr. Lewis who gave her a 'don't 
worry, we're safe' look and more confidently let the 
woman finish cumming.

When it was over, the woman said softly to Lana, "one 
more, please," the woman put her hand on Lana's pubic 
area and through Lana's gown and skirt rubbed her cunt, 
"except for Randy, no one comes to pleasure me anymore, 
and I don't even remember what another girls cunt looks 
like, can I see it?"

Lana looked at Dr. Lewis who, shaking his head, let 
Lana know she was in no way to lift her protective gown 
and skirt.

"Mabel," Dr. Lewis said, "you know that can't be done, 
continue to enjoy playing with her cunt and boobs over 
the gown, and I'll give you one more in the meantime."

Mabel nodded and she alternated between rubbing Lana's 
pussy and squeezing her boob, Mabel's other hand 
remained on Dr. Lewis' cock, which she never stopped 
rubbing and squeezing. Lana watched curiously as Dr. 
Lewis removed the first level of gloves from his hand, 
turning them inside out and putting them in the discard 
bag, with his new clean-gloved hands, he then reached 
in his pocket under his gown and pulled out a napkin 
with something wrapped in it. Opening the napkin, 
Lana's eyes nearly popped when she saw him extract a 
rubber vibrator around 7 inches in a plastic sandwich 
bag.

Taking the vibrator out of the bag, Dr. Lewis passed it 
to Lana along with a condom saying, "prepare it; you 
can do it all".

Smiling, Lana prepared the vibrator, and once she had 
it ready, positioned it at the entrance of Mabel's 
cunt, she pushed in, slowly at first, but since Mabel 
had just cum, it slipped all the way in rather easily, 
she pumped it in and out of Mabel's pussy, with the 
other hand alternating between squeezing Mabel's free 
boob (the doctor had once more claimed possession of 
the other) and Mabel's clit. Every now and then she 
also increased the vibrators speed. It was getting a 
little harder to concentrate because Mabel had never 
stopped playing with Lana's own cunt and boobs, and 
Lana was feeling right on the verge of her own orgasm.

"Don't let her make you cum," Dr. Lewis warned sternly, 
and Lana pulled her cunt out of reach of Mabel's hand, 
leaving her access to one of her boobs though.

Soon Mabel started to shake again and she gave a low 
satisfied scream. As Mabel recovered, Dr. Lewis 
signaled that Lana could turn off the vibrator and 
remove it. Doing this, Lana passed it to Dr. Lewis, 
who, slowly rolled off the condom and discarded it, 
leaving the vibrator looking as clean as if it had 
never been used. Dr. Lewis then returned it to the 
plastic bag and napkin it had been in, finally, after 
removing a second set of gloves, returning it to his 
pocket.

"Give her one more, quick cleaning with the wash cloth, 
only a cleaning this time, while I discard these 
sanitary clothes on the bed and replace them with clean 
ones."

When everything was done, Dr. Lewis put a new diaper on 
Mabel and said, "What do you want to hear today, Mabel, 
how about Gulliver's Travels?"

Mabel nodded and Dr. Lewis said, "Lana, remove one 
level of gloves and pass them to me for discarding, 
then look on that table for the CD labeled 'Gulliver's 
Travels' and put it in the player of Mabel."

As Lana followed her orders, Dr. Lewis prepared the 
discard bag for removal; putting everything else that 
had in any way been used into it, except what they were 
still wearing, and tying it tightly he took it down and 
replaced it with an empty one.

As the audio book started playing, Lana heard the young 
woman say, "Thank you, and goodbye." She then said to 
Dr. Lewis, "Love you Randy, if you call Mom and Dad, 
tell them I miss them and I love them too."

"I love you too, Sis," Dr. Lewis said.

Stepping outside he placed the discard bag with all its 
contents in the metal 'toxic' barrel he then had Lana 
watch as he removed first his mask, then his gown and 
last of all his gloves, discarding everything in the 
barrel as he removed them. Lana then did the same and 
they stepped out making sure the 'toxic' barrel was 
well sealed.

*** 

"Mabel is your sister," Lana asked, "what happened?"

"Do you really need to ask," Dr. Lewis questioned.

"Yes I do," Lana said.

"It's simple really; she was faithful with a guy that 
wasn't totally faithful with her. He's dead already, as 
are some of his and Mabel's best friends and some of 
his sisters. He came from a pretty close-knit family. 
You'd know something about that, wouldn't you?"

"Well it doesn't exactly look like you and Mabel were 
strangers," Lana said crossly.

"No, we'd been screwing together since junior high 
school; her real fear, absolute terror to be exact, 
when she first tested positive was that she had somehow 
passed it to me. I had visited her right after my 
college graduation, before heading out to Medical 
School, and we'd had a fantastic night together, for 
old time's sake. She was already together with this 
guy, but apparently, he didn't get infected until after 
that. I hadn't had an opportunity to join with her 
again after that."

Lana looked horrified as, reading between the lines; 
she understood that Dr. Lewis had been looking forward 
to having that opportunity. "I was well into my first 
two choices for areas of expertise when Mabel was 
finally diagnosed; I changed my area of expertise after 
that."

"And your focus of Sex Ed. teaching," Lana questioned, 
"why do I have the feeling you were once a firm 
believer in 'safe sex'."

The elevator they were on came to a stop and as they 
got off he said, "Once upon a time, before seeing all 
the hundreds of cases that bombard the STD clinic on a 
daily basis. Did you notice all the young people and 
even children in that ward we were in?"

Lana nodded; she hadn't wanted to bring that up. 

"Well," Dr. Lewis continued, "that's nothing compared 
to the number that pass through the outpatient clinic."

Lana heard a beeping and Dr. Lewis took out a pager, 
after reading the message he said, "Looks like your 
results are in."

Lana couldn't believe how terrified she felt, not only 
for her, but her parents, her sisters, her brothers, 
Amy, Pietro, their best friends the Wilson kids; if she 
was in any way infected, that meant that any, if not 
all of them could also be infected.

Dr. Lewis copied a number from the beeper on to a paper 
and taking it to a clerk's desk said, "Print me up a 
copy of this report please." He watched as Lana stared 
nervously back and forth from the printer to him, 
trying to see in his eyes if he had a clue what was in 
the report. "Let's discuss this in a private room," he 
said as the clerk passed him a paper. He didn't even 
look at it until they had found an empty room and 
closed the door.

"Well," Lana said, suddenly impatient as Dr. Lewis 
continued to read down the paper. "What is it?"

"Well your count here is a bit high," he said 
thoughtfully.

Lana looked at him horrified and said, "What does that 
mean?"

"It means you started your period today or will before 
tomorrow. Other than that you're one hundred percent 
fuckable."

SLAP!!!

As Dr. Lewis rubbed his face and began getting over the 
shock of being slapped so strongly by Lana he smiled 
and said, "I take it you get a little cranky during 
this time of the month."

"You're evil," Lana said.

"Maybe, come on, since you're clean we can visit 'Sex 
Land 2'."

Dr. Lewis led Lana to a door that was labeled 'OBS'. 
"The mommy to be clinic," Lana said skeptically.

"Or not to be, that is the question with many of 
these."

On passing through the door and seeing all the patients 
waiting in the room Lana said, "They're children."

"They're pregnant, and don't let their looks fool you, 
there isn't a child in here," Dr. Lewis said, "however, 
most of them are here to see if they will survive the 
pregnancy, let alone the delivery."

Lana remembered suddenly a story she had heard. 
Noticing her face Dr. Lewis asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just that, my brother's birth mother, 
she died giving birth to them. The doctors said she had 
been too young to be giving birth to so many at once."

"Oh," the Doctor said, "why don't we just see one 
patient here, then we can leave."

Was she imagining things, or did there seem to suddenly 
be a competition as to who could best get Dr. Lewis' 
attention and be chosen as the patient he saw. Looking 
over some records Dr. Lewis chose one and called 
Elizabeth Baxter. An eleven to twelve year old girl 
jumped up and nearly cheered.

She followed Dr. Lewis into a room and Lana followed 
behind.

Lana had hardly closed the door when the little girl 
jumped on the examination table, pulled off her clothes 
and positioned her legs in the stirrup spreading them 
wide and saying, "I'm ready, examine me please."

Lana looked shocked for a second then smiling thought, 
"Dr. Lewis is right, this is no child." She watched as 
the doctor, putting on a pair of gloves walked up to 
the girl and holding her small pussy lips open with one 
hand stuck the index finger of the other hand into the 
girls little twat and started pumping. As he play—that 
is examined the girl, Lana noticed that very prominent 
bulge return to the front of the doctors pants.

After a few minutes the girl said, "Isn't it time to 
test that the juices have the correct flavor; to make 
sure they are strong enough to support the baby you 
know."

"Yes, Lizzy, that is a good idea," and removing his 
finger bent down and replaced it with his tongue. Lana 
was shocked when after tongue fucking the girl's pussy 
a few minutes Dr. Lewis said, "Lana, why don't you 
continue this examination, I need to get her 
temperature."

"Oh goody," Lizzy said.

Lana bent over the girl and took over the tongue 
fucking—that is the taste examination duties. She kept 
an eye on Dr. Lewis though, watching him carefully to 
see if he did what she thought he was going to do. Sure 
enough, Dr. Lewis pulled out his cock, all ten inches 
of it, and put it at the mouth of the little girl, she 
opened her mouth and quickly swallowed as much as she 
could without choking, actually deep throating a good 
portion of the Dr.'s monster cock. As the girl 
continued to expertly suck the doctor off Lana thought, 
"Wow, I thought my sisters and I were advance at her 
age, but I don't think I can match that technique even 
now."

Lana decided to concentrate on the girls little clit a 
while and could hear the girl moaning as she joyfully 
continued sucking the doctor off. Lana noticed the 
girls cunt juices flowing and thought, "I can't believe 
she has that much; why am I willing to bet every cent 
I've ever had in my life that that little hole of hers 
has seen more action than Mine, Hannah's and Ana's put 
together?" Suddenly the girl came and Lana locked her 
mouth to the young girl's cunt drinking up her young 
offering.

She watched the doctor and realized he was cumming in 
the girls mouth and more amazingly, that though he was 
obviously cumming buckets, this girl was not letting 
one mini-drop of cum get away from her. Feeling 
frustrated Lana thought, "Great, now I'm the only one 
that doesn't get to cum. Even Mabel got to cum twice."

When Lizzy and the doctor finished cumming, Dr. Lewis 
said, "Okay Lizzy, everything seems to be working fine, 
just get dressed and we'll see you back here next 
week."

Lizzy looked disappointed and said, "But Dr. Lewis, you 
haven't taken my vaginal temperature yet, for 
comparison you know."

"I'll tell you what Lizzy, if your tests show you are 
still staying clean, next week I'll check both your 
vaginal and your anal temperature, okay."

Her eyes brightened and she said, "You promise?" As she 
asked this she threw him a very wicked smile.

"Cross my heart and hope never to be able to examine 
someone like you again."

***

Around 20 minutes later Lana was following the doctor 
out of the building and heading toward his car.

"Why did you pick, Lizzy to 'examine' she was hardly 
the prettiest, though there is no doubt she was 
experienced; is that why because you knew she was long 
past being a child."

"I picked her because one of the first things we do 
with an expectant mother is check for STDs; of all the 
girls in that clinic, Lizzy was the oldest of the 5 
girls that were completely clean."

"One hundred percent fuckable, you mean!" Lana said 
with a big smile on her face.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean. Come on, in the 
car."

"Are you sure that you're one hundred percent 
fuckable?" Lana asked suddenly quite serious.

Reaching into the glove compartment he pulled out a 
sheet of paper saying, "being that I am among STD 
patients every day, I take a full exam every two weeks, 
I owe it to my patients to stay clean. A couple that is 
faithful, truly faithful only to each other, should 
still find time to get tested at least once a year. 
Rare as it might be, there are other ways to contract 
STDs outside of having sex with an infected patient. 
Did you ever wonder how the first person to get any one 
of those diseases got it if sex with an infected person 
was the only way to get it?

Throwing Lana a sideways glance he said, "A person 
doing multiple partners should be tested at least twice 
a year if not more. And, if he or she does a stranger 
that he or she is not absolutely sure, through 
documented proof, was clean, he or she should give the 
regular partners the courtesy of not having sex with 
them until he or she has been immediately retested. Do 
you understand that?"

"Yes I do," Lana said truthfully, "I'm going to tell my 
family and my best friends that I want them all to get 
tested," Lana said determinedly. 

"Good," Dr. Lewis said, pulling into a driveway of a 
very nice house. "It'll have to wait until tomorrow 
though. For now, you are still in detention."

"Where are we," Lana asked.

"This is my house, I called your parents and I told 
them I was merging your five days of detention into one 
whole night. So, until 7 AM tomorrow morning, when I 
take you home to get ready for school, you are still my 
slave."

"Really," Lana said, her eyes flashing excitedly, "and, 
not to sound too much like my sister, but, what do you 
have planned with me Master?"

"Well, you're one hundred percent fuckable, and I'm one 
hundred percent fuckable, I'm sure I can think of 
something to do with you."

Putting his arm around Lana's shoulder, he walked her 
into the house saying, "I knew you were going to be 
trouble for me, you know."


Chapter Thirteen – Laura's First Day


"You want us to what?" Laura asked looking at Lana as 
if she'd gone mad

"I want you to get a full STD checkup before having sex 
with any of us again. I heard about the office party 
you had yesterday. Mom, Dad, think of it, you had sex 
with close to 20 people you had never met before in 
your lives. 20 people that were obviously themselves 
very much into sex; I don't know who those people are 
and I don't want to have sex with them."

"Lana, what are you talking about," Stan said, "who's 
asking you to have sex with them?"

"If I have sex with you, I have sex with everyone 
you've had sex with, if you two love me and the rest of 
the kids, you'll go to this quick appointment Dr. Lewis 
set up for you at the hospital, it's just 15 minutes 
from your job and you can just walk in and out of the 
lab in 5 minutes."

"I think she's been brainwashed," Ron said, looking a 
bit annoyed.

"I knew we shouldn't have let her go," John said, 
throwing his parents and angry look he said, "and I 
still can't believe you gave someone you've never met 
permission to take one of your kids over night!"

"We didn't exactly have much choice," Stan said 
nervously, "when a school official calls you up and 
starts giving you a detailed account of every last 
thing that is happening in your house with your kids, 
you're sort of too scared of hearing the words, 'every 
single one of them will be taken away from you 
forever', so when he said, 'why don't you just give me 
Lana for tonight and we can forget we ever had this 
conversation' it was a bit of a relief, especially when 
he added, 'she won't have to do anything she doesn't 
want to do'."

"I knew we should have stayed with you," Hannah added.

"Maybe you should have, then you would have seen what I 
saw in the hospital's STD ward and the OBS clinic. 
Maybe then you'd see how serious the situation really 
was."

"Wait a minute," Ana said, "didn't you just spend all 
the time you were dressing bragging about the most 
incredible night of sex you've ever had!"

"Yeah," Hannah said, then mimicking Lana said, "'I'm 
telling you girls you can't have better sex than with a 
guy that has studied every single pleasure point on a 
woman professionally and knows how to use them!' Why 
shouldn't we be worried about what you might have 
brought home?"

"Because I have this," Lana said pulling out her test 
report form and saying proudly, "its proof that I am 
one hundred percent fuckable and none of you have to 
worry about catching anything from me, and since Randy—
I mean Dr. Lewis—didn't even touch me until he had 
shown me his, you don't have to worry about catching 
anything through him either."

"Cool," Don said, "hey, if you're clean, doesn't that 
automatically mean that we are too?"

"I don't know," Lana said, "but since you five have to 
be tested anyway for the Sex Ed. project, it really 
doesn't matter. Dr. Lewis is going to meet us in the 
school infirmary at 8:30 this morning and draw the 
blood himself. Pietro, Amy, Debbie, Katrina and Jason 
will all be there too."

"Wait a minute, Katrina and Jason don't even go to our 
school," Ana said.

"But they constantly fuck us," Lana said, "the Wilson's 
are riding in with us and, when Pietro and Amy are 
finished, they'll drop Katrina and Jason off at their 
school. That okay with you two?" Lana said looking 
behind her at Pietro and Amy.

"Anything to insure the safety of the family," Pietro 
said smiling.

"It's fine by me too, especially if I can get to meet 
this expert on women's pleasure points you've been 
ranting about," Amy said.

"Well don't expect him to do anything with you," Lana 
said, "not until you have your documented proof that 
you're fuckable anyway."

"You know," Ron said, "maybe I'm starting to be 
brainwashed too, but there is something that sounds 
incredibly logical about all this."

They continued eating the breakfast that had been 
served in the large dining room table so this emergency 
meeting could be given while eating, and Laura said, 
"Stan, I think we should do it. Do you realize that we 
have had sex with every single couple and family, that 
Henry and Josie Carter ever had sex with? We should 
check and make sure that we aren't putting the kids at 
risk."

"You know, I was actually just thinking the exact same 
thing," Stan said suddenly very much in thought, "Okay, 
lunchtime today, plus, I'm not fucking anyone else at 
the office unless they have documented proof that 
they're not endangering my kids."

"Great," Lana said, holding up her coffee cup, "a toast 
to 'True Safe Sex' lots and lots of it."

"To 'Safe Sex'," everybody repeated.

*** 

Around 8 o'clock Pietro and Amy left with the kids in 
the family car, they left early since they would be 
making a detour to pick up the Wilson kids.

Stan and Laura left in his car to the office, it was to 
be Laura's first day. Officially she was being employed 
as Laura Irving, so as not to make any of the other 
employees around her nervous; unofficially, though, 
everyone realized by now that she was the wife of the 
Accounting Department's big boss, and how could 
somebody not be nervous around the boss' wife?

On entering the accounting department, the Andersons at 
first thought they had arrived at the wrong office; it 
certainly didn't look like the cubicle crowded office 
they had been through the day before.

"Wow," Stan said, "what happened here?"

The room now consisted of seven cubicles three large, 
equal sized ones on either side of a seventh one in the 
center equal in length to the three cubicles on either 
side. This center cubicle seemed to contain most of the 
shared office equipment such as copy machine, fax 
machine, printer, etc. Each cubicle desk did, however, 
have its own personal computer and phone.

"It certainly is roomier now," Annette Harris said from 
her cubicle labeled 'Payroll'.

"Apparently they came in last night and reorganized 
everything," Cristina Ross said from 'Accounts 
Payable'.

Ernie Webber from 'Sales' said, "Seems they instantly 
took everyone else's computers, phones, desks, etc. and 
sold it to some new company in the building."

"Ms. Irving," George Fuller said, "have you seen your 
new desk?" He came out from his 'Accounts Receivable' 
cubicle and pointed to an opening that led into the 
center cubicle.

Stan walked into the cubicle and they saw that there 
was an opening connecting this, section is a better 
word for it, to every other cubicle.

Harry Jackson of 'General Accounts' and Margaret Anders 
of 'Purchases' both walked in heading for the copy 
machine, seeing Laura, Margaret said, "Ms. Irving, 
welcome, do you like your desk, as you can see you are 
accessible to everyone."

"Or if you prefer," Harry said nervously, "everyone is 
accessible to you."

Laura walked over to the desk in the center of this 
area, a sign on it read "Laura Irving Office 
Manager/General Secretary" she looked at the computer 
and said, "Oh God Stan, I am going to have to bring 
John and Hannah over one day and have a serious talk 
with them."

Stan smiled and said, "You'll be fine honey—I mean Ms. 
Irving."

"Oh," Laura said remembering she had just called him 
Stan, "thank you Mr. Anderson."

"Stan will be fine; I don't even let Maggie call me Mr. 
Anderson."

"Right and you can just call me Laura," she winked at 
him and she sat at her desk as Stan walked toward his 
private office.

When he walked into his office, Stan was happy to see 
that Maggie was complying with the office dress code he 
had set.

"Good morning, Maggie—" He said, "good to see—" he 
stopped suddenly as he caught ear of several buzzing 
sounds.

"Good morning, Stan, Mr. Carson sent you a memo 
congratulating your quote 'incredible speed, efficiency 
and wit' end quote in dealing with the difficult task 
that was set before you on your first day."

"Maggie," Stan said disapprovingly, "why do I get the 
feeling you've been reading my memos?"

"Because it's my job as your personal secretary to do 
so," Maggie said a smile on her face. Stan also did not 
fail to note her glassy-eyed expression and blissful 
manner. "I'm supposed to go through all your early 
morning memos and mention any that might be of 
immediate importance or interest when you first walk 
through the door. It's the same with phone messages." 
Suddenly, giving a small frown, Maggie said, "at least 
that's how it was with Mr. Jacobs."

Stan accepted the validity of this system and said, "it 
works for me too." He then threw her a suspicious look 
and said, "However, there is something that does not 
work for me; unless otherwise specified, your mind when 
you are in this office is to be on your work and 
nothing else, is that understood?"

"Yes sir," Maggie said dropping her eyes sadly.

"Hand them over," Stan said, "you can come in and get 
them during your break if you want."

Maggie stood up resentfully and Stan saw the giant wet 
stain on the front of her skirt. She lifted it, showing 
she was not wearing underwear; nothing could be seen 
out of place, except for the extensive amount of cunt 
juice that seemed to be flowing from Maggie's pussy. 
There was no mistaking were the buzzing was coming from 
though. She stuck two fingers deep in her twat and when 
they slowly emerged again she was holding an egg shaped 
vibrator which she passed to Stan. She was about to put 
down her skirt when Stan looked at her annoyed.

"The other one," he said strongly.

Looking down-hearted, Maggie reached behind herself and 
pulled a combination vibrator and butt plug from her 
ass and gave it to Stan.

"You're going to be a mean boss aren't you," she said 
sadly as she sat.

"I'm going to be an efficient boss," Stan said smiling.

Looking down at the puddle forming at her feet Maggie 
said, "Well having me leaking like this isn't very 
efficient, can't you at least dry me off nicely."

"Sorry Maggie, but there will be no more days like 
yesterday around here, not unless I see documented 
proof that you're safe to fuck anyway. My family is 
going a little safe-sex activist."

"But I have my responsibility papers on file; everybody 
in the office does; everyone except you and Ms. 
Irving."

"Responsibility paper, what's that?" Stan asked.

Maggie reached in the file drawer of her desk and 
pulled out a folder labeled 'Responsibility Act' and 
passed it to Stan.

Looking through the folder he said, "Just out of 
curiosity, how did Mr. Jacobs justify getting a copy of 
everyone's current STD test results?"

"Mr. Jacobs' motto was, 'If you can't be responsible 
with yourself, you can't be responsible with this 
company's money'."

Smiling, Stan said, "I like that motto, make a note 
that the responsibility act is now to be followed tri-
monthly. With the next update expected the first week 
in January since all of these were handed in this 
month. And, since your report is so clean, why don't I 
just completely clean you off so you can work more 
efficiently."

"Thank you sir," Maggie said smiling, "It would be 
greatly appreciated."

*** 

Laura was sitting at her desk and she was trying to 
figure out what exactly she should be doing. Strangely 
enough, she felt exactly as he had felt the day before 
when she was trying to figure out what her new duties 
as a housewife were to be.

She looked around her new non-private space, and 
everything looked well managed, what was she to do as 
an office manager? Everybody seemed to be keeping their 
own files, typing their own memos, even getting their 
own coffee; shouldn't the general secretary be handling 
all this?

She had been sitting at her desk for a whole hour-and-
a-half and no one had given her any orders at all. 
Deciding to hunt for a little something to do she 
entered Annette's cubicle and froze when she saw 
Annette staring blankly at her computer screen tears in 
her eyes.

"Annette," Laura said, "what's wrong?"

"Oh dear," Annette said turning and seeing Laura over 
her shoulder, "Mrs. Anderson—I mean Ms. Irving—Laura?"

"Laura is fine," Laura said smiling, amused a little by 
how nervous Annette obviously was, but unsure why.

"I'm sorry—Laura—I'll get back to work I promise. I'll 
figure out a way to write this letter. I mean, how hard 
can it be to write a letter? I mean I have, 'Dear Sir', 
or maybe it should be 'Dear Madam'. 'To Whom It May 
Concern' sounds so impersonal—oh dear," she said 
flustered and sobbing. "I wish Harry wasn't busy, he 
could suck my pussy and that would be so calming, he 
always did it when my secre—oh dear—what am I saying, 
I'm sorry Mrs. Anderson, I know, I know 'Dear Sir or 
Madam' that's it!" As she said this she typed then said 
victoriously, "I did it, I got the first line!"

Laura suddenly had a sneaking suspicion why she had 
been so work free her first day. "These people have got 
to stop thinking of me as Stan's wife or I may as well 
be at home in front of my TV now," she thought, and 
making a decision she thought, "It is definitely time 
for some office management!"

Walking back to her desk she sent a general intercom 
message to the six surrounding cubicles, "I want to see 
everybody in the center section immediately!" she said.

In a flash everyone was away from their desks and 
standing around Laura who had moved her wheeled desk 
chair to an empty part of the section.

Looking at the nervous faces around her she asked, "Do 
you all know who I am?"

They all nodded enthusiastically, and Laura continued, 
"I don't think so, because if you knew who I was you 
would not have come rushing in here as if the boss' 
wife had demanded your presence. If you knew who I was, 
you would all know that I WORK FOR YOU! If you need a 
report filed, I'll file it; If you need a file fetched, 
just order me to get it; if you need a letter typed, 
don't waste time trying to figure out how to start it, 
that's my job!" 

Annette lowered her eyes a bit frightened, "and 
finally, if you want to take a scheduled break, and 
need a little help calming," Laura went over to 
Annette, pulled up her skirt and dropping in front of 
her pantiless bald pussy said, "every one of my holes, 
and my tongue and my fingers are yours!" She stuck her 
tongue up Annette's twat and sucked expertly for 
several minutes, having Annette calm and over the edge 
in no time, thoroughly enjoying her juices and finally 
saying, "Have I made myself clear?"

She heard a flood of echoes all saying, "Yes Ma'am."

"And one more thing, the name is Laura. It's not Mrs. 
Anderson, it's not Ms. Irving, and it is certainly not 
Ma'am, Understand?"

She heard a new and less nervous flood of echoes all 
saying, "Yes Laura."

"Good," Laura said, "now who needs help with 
something?"

"Well, I sort of need that letter finished," Annette 
said smiling.

"I've been looking for a file all morning," Cristina 
admitted, "but I'm not quite sure where it's found; is 
there any chance you can find it for me?"

"Maybe at the same time you could put some files away 
for me," Harry said, "I've needed to file them all 
morning but haven't the faintest idea where they go."

"Do you think you could make us some coffee," Margaret 
said, "I've been dying for a cup all morning but can't 
quite figure out how to work the coffee maker."

"You think you can get rid of this for me," George said 
sticking his erect cock in Laura's face, "seeing as how 
it got that way watching you and Annette, you should 
get rid of it."

Smiling Laura said, "I'm taking a quick cocktail break 
everybody, return to you cubicles and I'll be in to 
take care of each of your problems," grabbing George by 
the cock she said, "and other needs immediately." She 
sucked George's cock into her mouth and thought, "what 
a great job!"

*** 

"So, how has your first day gone so far," Stan asked 
Laura as they headed for a quick stop at the hospital 
and then an even quicker lunch.

"It started off pretty slow, but once I got the others 
to stop looking at me as your wife things got much 
better. By the way, thanks for tipping me so quickly 
about the fuckability of all of them."

"Well I knew it would come in handy for you to know it 
was safe to perform all secretarial duties expected in 
this office."

"It's good to know we don't have to worry about 
yesterday's, and any future's, office party being a 
danger to the kids," Laura said.

"Yeah, now all we have to worry about is everyone Josie 
and Henry ever fucked," Stan said frowning.

"Oh," Laura said, suddenly remembering something, "I 
almost forgot; I talked to Josie."

"You talked to her," Stan said wide-eyed, "when?"

"During that first hour, while I was waiting 
desperately for something to do. I emailed her at the 
address she left us and she emailed me right back with 
instructions on how to talk with her using and instant 
messenger. We were actually able to talk face-to-face, 
well screen-to-screen anyway."

"Did you mention our concerns," Stan asked slowly.

"Yes, and it turns out that among swingers, regular STD 
testing is like an unwritten law they all comply with. 
They're out in the middle of the Bahamas now with 
another couple, but as soon as they docked with us last 
week Josie says Henry and her got an updated test 
result, and they were clean and since Lana is also 
clean, then we probably are too."

"Great," Stan said smiling, obviously very relieved, 
"we'll just get the official documentation and from now 
on, for the sake of the kids, we'll make sure we stay 
clean."

"Amen to that," Laura agreed

"You know," Stan said, "when Lana first told us about 
this at breakfast, I thought the 'Orgasm Queen' had 
gone majestically whacko, but after thinking over Dr. 
Lewis' safe sex theories, Mr. Jacobs responsibility 
act, and now Henry and Josie's unwritten swinger's law; 
this really isn't a game is it."

"Safety is never a game, Honey," Laura said seriously, 
"Especially when you're dealing with the safety of 
everyone you know and love intimately."

They pulled into the hospital driveway very determined 
to comply with Lana's new house rules.


Chapter Fourteen – The Butler Did It… With the Cook


When the kids had arrived at the school early that 
morning, they had found the area around the school 
semi-deserted, similar to the day before.

The only real difference was that they found Patty 
waiting by the front door. The eleven people crowded in 
the car, counting Pietro, Amy and the 3 Wilson kids, 
clambered out and breathed a sigh of relief. The only 
people that really enjoyed the ride were John and 
Debbie (Debbie was riding on John's lap and he took the 
opportunity to position the bare cunt under her skirt 
on his erect cock), Ron and Hannah (who were in a 
position similar to John and Debbie's except that Ron 
chose to use Hannah's asshole to store his erect cock) 
and Lana and Katrina (after much argument about their 
mission.)

Lana had finally agreed that if she was in no way 
infected after some of the incredible fucks they'd 
shared lately, Katrina, and probably all the rest were 
also clean and this was just a mission to get the 
official document that stated the obvious. Lana had 
then sat Katrina on her lap and alternated finger 
fucking her and sucking her boobs.

Once out of the car, Ana ran to Patty and had to stop 
herself suddenly, because she had fully intended to 
jump Patty and suck her off right there at the school 
steps. Instead, she controlled herself and said, "Ms. 
Clark, you're here early."

"As are all of you," Patty said smiling.

Ana had in fact called Patty as soon as the family 
meeting at the breakfast table ended, telling her that 
it was important for their relationship that she be 
there early.

"It's almost 8:30," Lana said, "Dr. Lewis is supposed 
to—"

She hadn't finished talking when the front door opened; 
letting them all in quickly Dr. Lewis closed the door 
behind them. Dr. Lewis then led them to the infirmary 
located on the 2nd floor of the center building.

When Patty noticed there was no one else around she 
said, "You're Dr. Lewis aren't you? Do you know why 
we're here?"

Dr. Lewis threw Lana a questioning look; he certainly 
had not expected to find any other teachers around.

"Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "this is Ms. Clark, she's the 
music teacher. Just watch her eyes when she looks at 
Ana and you'll know why she's here."

"Ms. Clark gave a worried look and Dr. Lewis said, "Ms. 
Clark, since I spent the entire night fucking Lana, I'm 
sure there's no need for you to look worried." He then 
smiled at her and she definitely felt more at ease.

Smiling back Patty repeated, "So do you know why we're 
here?"

"The group before you is all in some way or another 
sexually active with each other, we're here to draw 
everyone's blood and confirm that no one is putting 
everyone else in danger."

 "Ahh," Patty said with understanding, "STD testing, it 
is your expertise I believe."

"As are obstetrics and sexology," Lana said sounding a 
little cocky with her pride in Dr. Lewis.

"That's a lot of fields for one so young," Patty said.

"Aren't you several years younger than me? You were a 
prodigy weren't you?"

"Dr. Lewis," Lana said, "shouldn't we be doing this 
already, and what did I say about analyzing everybody."

Dr. Lewis took out some needles and tubes and said, 
"Actually Ms. Clark, obstetrics was my original choice 
of expertise, with sexual psychology as a sort of back 
up for it. I changed the specialty when—well when 
something happened." Dr. Lewis was working quickly to 
draw blood from each of those present as he spoke. He 
would draw the blood, label the tube, and put it in a 
mini-cooler type case to preserve the freshness.

"Someone very close to you got aids," Patty said, "It's 
such a horrible thing for a family to go through." As 
she said this a tear came to her eye.

Dr. Lewis looked at her and said, "For me it was my 
sister, with whom I was very close, who was it for 
you?"

"Also my sister, it's been 5 years since she died and I 
still miss her so much. I was also very close with 
her."

"She was your first lesbian lover?" Dr. Lewis asked.

"DR. LEWIS!" Lana screamed angrily.

"Sorry," Dr. Lewis said smiling, "no more analyzing, no 
need to hit me." Turning to Patty with a smile he said, 
"She gets a little violent this time of the month."

"Oh," Patty said suddenly grabbing Ana and making her 
jump as she hugged her from behind, "this one gets a 
bit nauseous and I noticed extra jumpy."

"Hmm," Dr. Lewis said looking at Hannah, whose blood he 
was presently drawing, "that means this one probably 
gets mournful and weepy."

Some tears came to Hannah's eyes and she said sadly, 
"You don't have to say it like I'm some classic head 
case!"

"I'm sorry, if you'll forgive me, I promise to make the 
needle hurt when it comes out."

"Really," Hannah said beaming, "Oww! Hey that hurt—Oh 
wow—oh that feels good, thanks Dr. Lewis," and bending 
over she kissed him on the forehead and said, "I don't 
know how you did that with just a needle in my arm, but 
I really, really felt it, down there you know."

Patty was smiling and whispered as Hannah walked away 
with Ron, "I guess it really helps being a sexologist."

When he had finished all of them, he noted, "well, 
first bell is about to ring, I'll get these right down 
to the hospital lab. They should be ready when your 
parents get there. I'll give the results to your 
parents, is that okay. Debbie, will it be okay for me 
to send yours, your brother's and sister's with the 
Andersons also?"

"Yes," Debbie said, "that will be fine. Katrina and 
Jason won't mind either, I know." Katrina, Jason, 
Pietro and Amy had been the first tested so that they 
could leave immediately and the younger Wilson kids 
could be taken to their school.

"What about you Ms. Clark, would you like me to send 
yours with the Andersons or bring it to school tomorrow 
when I come to give class?"

"You can send it with the Andersons; the sooner things 
are confirmed, the better."

"Those were my exact thoughts yesterday," Dr. Lewis 
said, throwing Lana a smile.

"By the way," Patty said, "since in a way we're going 
to be family now, please call me Patty, Dr. Lewis."

"Only if you call me Randy," Dr. Lewis said and leaning 
over, he kissed Patty on the forehead and walked out 
leaving everyone feeling pretty good about themselves.

***

After dropping off Jason and Katrina, Pietro and Amy 
drove back to the Anderson home and while in the car 
Amy said, "I've been meaning to talk to you since early 
yesterday, but even rooming right next to each other I 
haven't really had an opportunity to get you alone 
until now."

"So what would you like to say?" Pietro said.

"I want to know where the entrance to my mother's 
secret chamber is, remember, Hannah told you to take me 
when we were alone."

"Your mother," Pietro said throwing her a sideways 
glance as he drove.

"Yeah, you know, 'The Mistress of Pain', Hannah did 
tell you that the house we're in now used to be my 
parents didn't she?"

"No, I'm afraid the young mistress had left that rather 
surprising detail out."

"Well anyway, do you have time to take me there today? 
Before the kids finish school?"

"Absolutely, we'll go immediately on arriving home."

"You know, I always believed that when I found it, I 
would want some time alone there, just to reconnect 
with mom's memory—"

"—I fully understand, I will merely—"

"No, Pietro, that's just it, I realize now that being 
alone when I first get there is really the last thing I 
want, and I hope you can stay with me for a while."

"As long as you need, Miss Amy."

"Thank you."

As they drove into the driveway, Amy actually shivered 
for a second. This was what she had originally come 
back to this house to do, find her mother's hidden 
lair, the only place she could ever truly connect with 
the real her, and the only place she would be able to 
find memories of her two brothers and her sister. Amy 
knew her mother video taped most of their sessions 
together, those tapes had to be up there, and judging 
by how perfectly Hannah had portrayed her mother the 
other night, she had seen them.

She followed Pietro and he led her upstairs. Since they 
first moved in, Amy had been focused on finding some 
entrance to a secret sub-cellar, how could her mother's 
lair be upstairs.

Seeing her curious and even doubtful looks, Pietro 
said, "I assure you, this is the way."

In the hall of the second floor he grabbed the metal 
cane from the umbrella stand as he passed, and reaching 
the circular hook on the ceiling, positioned himself 
right under it and, being somewhat taller than Hannah, 
easily hooked it and pulled down the attic stairs.

"An attic," Amy said, suddenly remembering a very old 
dream in which she was climbing some stairs to a hidden 
room in her house. "I must have been around 3" Amy 
thought, "mom had left me sleeping but I woke up and 
leaving my room saw that some stairs magically appeared 
leading up to what I thought was heaven."

"Are you okay, Miss Amy," Pietro asked.

"Yes, just remembering some very old memories. Come 
on," she suddenly said excitedly, "let's remember some 
more!" And she led the way up the stairs.

Once upstairs she said, "This is it," standing in the 
center room she said, "The Mistress' room of pleasure, 
her room of torture is right through there," she said 
pointing at one of the doors, "and that door leads to 
her private bath." Spotting the TV and VCR, she noticed 
the tapes on it and rushing over read some of the 
titles, "'The Mistress of Pain and Family Caring', "The 
Mistress of Pain and the Room of Torture', 'The 
Mistress of Pain and Tips for Forcing Him Up'," She 
then found one that did not begin with the words 'The 
Mistress of Pain', "'Amy's Ninth Birthday: Aim's First 
Anal', Oh," she said suddenly, "I remember that day so 
clearly, I bet Hannah loved this one, 'The Mistress of 
Pain and the Pleasure of Withholding Pleasure: How to 
Turn What Would Have Been 2 or 3 Mediocre Orgasms Into 
1 Unforgettable Experience'." Amy then found another 
video and looking it over curiously said, "I don't 
remember this at all, 'The Mistress of Pain and the 
Dominating Submissive'?"

"I believe the young mistress added that one the other 
night." Pietro said.

"She video-taped everything," Amy said.

"She was playing the role of the Mistress of Pain, and" 
casting an eye to the stacks of videos still left 
untouched, "the Mistress of Pain always taped her best 
sessions."

Smiling Amy said, "Yes she did, Pietro, you can't 
imagine what these are worth to me." Suddenly taking 
off all her clothes she said, "Let's watch some, right 
now, and take off those clothes, it's an insult to my 
mother's memory for there to even be clothes up here."

Slipping in a tape, Amy heard her mother's voice as she 
turned on the TV saying, "I need toys tonight! More 
toys!"

Amy lay on the bed and insisted that Pietro, now naked, 
lay down next to her to watch."

"Now, now," the Mistress was saying to Amy's sister, 
"don't cum yet, I promised you a cum like you've never 
had before, but you need to be strong and not cum now!"

"Hannah definitely watched this," Amy said.

"I'd say studied is a more proper term," Pietro said.

"And as for you," the Mistress said talking to Amy's 
older brother, on your back! The Mistress needs to take 
a ride!"

Amy started getting hot watching her mother ride her 
brother. She looked over at Pietro and saw that 
beautiful cock of his sneaking out from under his body, 
she wondered what excuse she could use to get him to 
fuck her. Even though they'd been fucking constantly 
now for 3 weeks, and even with their open door policy, 
neither of the two had felt comfortable going up to the 
other and just saying, "fuck me now!" They had, 
however, managed to think up some amazing, and 
sometimes utterly absurd, reasons to lead into sex. 

Seeing her mother make an incredible split while still 
riding her brother Amy said, "Wow, did you see how she 
did that? Quick, turn around; I have got to try that." 
As Pietro turned and she saw he was only semi-hard she 
said, "Wait up, I need you fully erect before I can try 
it, let me help." 

She instantly bent over and swallowed his cock whole. 
After several minutes of crown rimming and scrotum 
massaging, Amy had Pietro at full strength and 
instantly climbed on him, deeply impaling herself and 
riding to her hearts content. At one moment she jumped 
off and said, "wait a second we're missing something," 
she went to the wall, hit a switch and was back on 
Pietro in seconds, the bed now vibrating at a steady 
and pleasant rate.

The TV, which had by now gone completely forgotten, 
showed the Mistress talking to a ten year old Amy and 
trying to focus her attention on the cunt licking she 
wanted, "What," the Mistress said, "are you interested 
in his cock more than on me?" The young Amy's eyes kept 
wavering to her older brothers erect cock, "you want to 
be riding him rather than pleasuring your mistress? 
Well let me tell you my girl, you're attention will 
stay on me, and no cock will draw it away!"

In the present, the grown Amy continued riding Pietro's 
cock happily, oblivious of any other sound in the room 
but that of Pietro's cock sloshing in and out of her 
hungry cunt, and that of her own moans of joy and 
delight.

*** 

Around two hours later, Amy found herself on the bottom 
of a 69 cleaning Pietro's cock as he cleaned her off 
from her seventh or eighth powerful orgasm, with an 
uncountable number of minor ones in the middle. 
Deciding it was time to start bringing the joyous 
session to a rest, Pietro jumped off of Amy and going 
to the bed's control switch turned it off. He returned, 
however, to the bed and pulled Amy on to him one last 
time, inserting his semi-hard cock (the result of Amy's 
sucking) into her still wet cunt one last time.

Amy leaned down lovingly and they kissed passionately 
for several minutes. After finally breaking the kiss 
Amy said, "You know, if we don't make an effort to 
really stop, neither of us is going to get any work 
done today."

"Maybe we need a break for a day," Pietro said smiling 
and kissing her some more.

"You know," Amy said again, "you think that after this 
incredible fuck session we can just start going up to 
each other and saying, 'fuck me!' without needing to 
find some lame excuse?"

"To tell you the truth," Pietro said, "trying to think 
of some worthwhile excuse to fuck you has been part of 
the fun."

"Yeah," Amy admitted, "but it's getting a little old 
trying to think up new excuses when we could just be 
fucking any time we want."

"Actually fucking any time we want doesn't really work 
with me," Pietro said.

A little hurt Amy said, "why not!?!"

"Because," Pietro said, leaning up and kissing her once 
more, "if I could truly fuck you whenever I wanted, my 
cock would never leave that beautiful hairless pussy of 
yours, and no work would ever be done around here."

Amy looked at him lovingly and said, "You know, it is 
way too early for either of us to say anything like, 'I 
love you', but can I say Pietro that I very, very much 
like you?"

"That you can," Pietro said again kissing her, and 
feeling that his cock had once more grown to its full 
size within her cunt, he started once more pumping in 
and out of her, "and may I say Amy, that I very, very 
much like you?"

"Your cock sure likes me," Amy said smiling, "he hardly 
rests before he's full of energy again." After several 
more minutes of sucking each others tongues Amy said, 
"and as for my cunt, now she can freely say that she is 
in love with your cock, and if it were up to her, 
Pietro Jr. would never step outside her again."

Realizing that things were suddenly getting a little 
more intimate than either of them could possibly be 
ready for, Pietro changed to some casual conversation 
as he continued this slow final fuck.

"So now that you have found this place, what do you 
intend to do with it?"

"I'm giving it to Hannah," Amy said with no doubt in 
her mind.

This answer surprised Pietro and he said, "but I 
thought you'd been searching for this place for some 
time, now that you've found it you are simply giving it 
away?"

"The treasure I've been looking for is right on top of 
the TV, and once I get Hannah to transfer them to DVD I 
won't have to worry about them getting damaged. Hannah 
will feel right at home here, both her dominating and 
her submissive sides."

"And the Master and Mistress Anderson, won't they have 
a say what happens to this area?" Pietro said a little 
disapproving.

"Stan brought a house with a basement, a first floor 
and a second floor from me. As far as I see it, this 
extra floor is mine to do with as I see fit. I will, 
however, give Hannah two conditions when I pass 
ownership to her, the first being that she not 
immediately exhibit this area to the world, she'll want 
to tell Lana and Ana of course, and I bet she's dying 
to bring Ron to the torture room for a roles reversed 
replay of the other day, but for now that's enough. One 
of the things Mom most loved about this place was that 
it was her secret sanctuary of which no one knew the 
entrance."

"And the second condition," Pietro asked curiously as 
he felt Amy starting to cum again.

Amy was just able to say, "That at least once a month 
she brings my mother back to life like she did the 
other night." That's the last thing she was able to say 
for the next half-an-hour as she was suddenly lost in a 
G-spot orgasm and in heaven.


Chapter Fifteen – Rare Gusher


Ana, Hannah and Lana were in bed talking about the 
events of the recent days. Their birthday was now three 
days away and they were trying to figure out what 
birthday event could possibly be more exciting or 
welcomed than Ana's finding Patty, Lana's day of 
detention with Dr. Lewis or Hannah's (still un-
admitted) journey into the dark side.

Ana pulled something out from under her pillow and 
looked it over.

"Are you still keeping your test results under your 
pillow," Lana asked rolling her eyes at her, "not even 
I was that excited to learn I was totally clean."

"I know, it's just that—"

"—you see it as your ticket to being with Patty for the 
rest of your life." Lana said, having heard the 
statement several times already.

"It is good to know we are all totally clean," Hannah 
said, "now all we have to do is stay that way."

"Yeah, it's easy for either of you to say. We're only 
16, well in a few days anyway," Lana added quickly, 
"and you two already think you have the rest of your 
lives planned out."

"Well," Ana said, "I do, I'll finish high school, go to 
college and one day marry Patty. I figure by then it 
will be as normal and accepted as marrying a guy. In 
between then I'll keep clean by just fucking my totally 
clean family and while here in high school the 
Wilson's."

"Sounds like a good plan to me," Hannah said, "it also 
sounds exactly like my plan except that it will be my 
master I eventually marry, even if he is my brother."

"Well I think it's silly to be thinking of the one love 
of your life at this age," Lana said, "I have to find a 
way to meet Randy's challenge, find a way to have all 
the sex I want but still guarantee that I can stay 
clean."

"So you're saying you haven't met that special someone 
yet," Hannah asked with a glow in her eyes.

Ana suddenly pulled Lana on top of her and as their 
boobs and cunts rubbed together, she kissed her for 
some time, when she finally released her, Lana looked 
blissful.

"What was all that about," Lana asked.

"I was just wondering if there isn't something you've 
been neglecting to tell me, little sister," Ana said.

"What, because I tell you I love you every day," Lana 
brought her hands up and squeezed and rubbed both of 
Ana's boobs at once.

"I was just wondering if you have found your true love 
and just haven't admitted it yet?"

Hannah looked over interested, wondering what she's 
been missing.

"What are you talking about," Lana asked.

"Come on," Ana said, "when you finally come out like I 
have you get a deeper understanding of your 
surroundings, of the people circling you and," she said 
smiling and looking deep into Lana's eyes, "especially 
of the people like you.'

"I'm still not following you, Sis," Lana said in a 
confused voice, but her eyes were twinkling and 
smiling.

"I've notice the looks you and Katrina keep giving each 
other, and how you hardly want to be with anyone but 
each other when we're together, if you two aren't in 
love, then you are in very, very serious like with each 
one another."

"I don't deny that Katrina and I have grown into 
something more than the best friend's relationship I 
had originally planned for us," Lana said, taking a few 
minutes to tongue Ana aggressively.

"You and Katrina are in love," Hannah said shocked. 
"but doesn't that mean that the two of you are—" she 
threw Ana a cautious look not wanting to say anything 
that might insult either of her sisters, "well, you 
know."

"No it doesn't," Lana said looking deep into Ana's eyes 
as she said this, "Katrina and I are bi-, truly bi-, 
unlike the two of you."

"What do you mean, Sis," Ana said, "I spent two weeks 
doing nothing but reminding myself I'm truly bi-"

"The two of you are bi- in merely a sexual pleasure 
sense, meaning you can get just as much pleasure from 
either a cock or a cunt. You both, however, have 
preferences about which of the two you would eventually 
like to walk down the aisle with. Katrina and I are 
beyond that, we may be in love with each other, but 
Katrina is also very much in love with Don, though he's 
been pulling away from her lately."

"I'm not surprised," Hannah said, "sounds like she's a 
bit confused to me."

"Well, I haven't told him (I doubt I have to tell him 
anything) but I think I'm in love with Randy," Lana 
said dreamily.

Ana gave Lana a disapproving look and said, "I don't 
know about him."

"What," Lana asked a little cross.

"Lana, I admit he's an incredible person, and from the 
way Hannah still talks about the mini-orgasm she almost 
had when he was just drawing her blood, I can only 
imagine he's an incredible lover, but come on Lana, he 
had you help him perform sex on a critically ill 
patient and on an 11 year old girl, that last one is 
still considered child abuse by the way."

"First of all this critically ill patient you're 
talking about is his sister and they'd been having a 
relationship since junior high school, just like us I 
might add. I think it's fantastic that in her condition 
he still takes the time to pleasure her when he can. We 
were never in any danger because we were well 
protected, and she was so happy, especially that I was 
there. She obviously liked it both ways also. 

"As for the girl you call a child, Lizzy was no child, 
she was a professional prostitute with the face of an 
adolescent, like us at her age, only she is way beyond 
any level we were in at that age. I noticed that the 
second she stripped and opened her legs in that 'come 
and get me' manner. Lizzy was probably around 3 or 4 
the last time you could seriously say anybody abused 
her. You should have heard her when Randy cut the 
examination short, 'but doctor, you haven't taken my 
vaginal temperature yet'."

"Vaginal temperature," Hannah said smiling, "you're 
kidding, kids today still use that as a code for, 
"stick it in me and fuck away'. I don't think I've used 
it since I was ten."

"And would you say anybody ever abused us," Lana asked 
Hannah but looking deep into Ana's eyes.

Ana is the one that answered saying with a sigh and a 
smile, "Never as much as we abused them."

"And never as much as we would have liked," Hannah 
added, also smiling.

"Anyway," Lana said, "my final point is even if I do 
end up having a true full-blown romance with either 
Katrina or Randy, I in no way plan to plot the rest of 
my life's course around it."

"Well we can at least plan our 16th birthday around our 
present loves can't we," Hannah asked.

Lana moved over on top of Hannah and started kissing 
her passionately too. After a while she took time to 
answer and said, "Yeah, I guess you can do that, though 
it would leave me in a bad place."

"Why do you say that Lana," Ana said leaning over and 
kissing first Hannah then Lana's face.

"Because unlike you two who would know exactly who to 
plan the day around, I'd still have to make a choice 
between Randy and Katrina." Smiling, she kissed Hannah 
again and letting her hand drop, found Ana's wet hole 
and sticking two fingers in started massaging Ana's G-
spot while with her thumb she rubbed Ana's clit. "Maybe 
I can talk the two of them into a threesome!" She 
suddenly said excitedly.

Ana gave a content sigh and said, "Can't we just spend 
the rest of our lives together like this?"

Hannah and Lana both giggled and started once more to 
let their tongues dance together.

***

The next day was a pretty regular day in the lives of 
the Andersons, but Lana was still brooding a little and 
upset that she had not yet found a decent solution to a 
question Dr. Lewis had put before her when she said she 
didn't want to limit her sex life to just the same 
people for the rest of eternity. "Well," he said, "just 
show me a descent plan that allows you all the multiple 
partners you would like and still guarantees that you 
will stay one hundred percent clean and you have my 
blessing."

 
***

By the end of the seventh period, Lana looked like she 
wanted to bite someone. The boys weren't sure what was 
wrong, but Hannah and Ana warned them to tread 
cautiously, "her PMS may be gone, but her crabbiness 
usually lingers an extra day or two—"Ana whispered to 
John and Ron.

"And she's off the Midol," Hannah added, "she isn't 
very calm."

"Well I'm sure we could calm her down," Ron said 
smiling.

Giving him a scared look Hannah said, 'Forgive me 
Master, but believe me when I tell you, you would not 
want to suggest anything like that to her right now."

"Yeah," Ana said, "not unless you'd like to know what 
it feels like to be castrated with someone's molars. 
Believe me, if she wants calming, she'll take it 
whether you want to give it to her or not."

Lana walked past the corridor that leads to the exit 
and Hannah called, "Lana, you're going the wrong way."

Lana turned and gave her a 'tell me something like that 
again and next time our tongues dance I'll bite it off' 
look and Hannah backed away squeamishly. "You all go 
ahead," Lana said, "I'm going to see Randy, I'll get 
him to take me home!"

"I get the feeling she's going to take some calming 
medicine," Ron said grimly.

"Yeah," Hannah said, shedding some tears, "poor Dr. 
Lewis."

Ron wiped away her tears and said, "I thought it was 
over?"

"Hannah is the last one to start," Ana explained, "so 
she'll always be a day or two behind us in recovery."

"Oh,' Ron said giving Hannah a quick kiss on the lips.

"Hey," John said, "cool it. We're still in the school 
hallway you know!"

***

Lana walked into the Sex Ed. classroom and seeing Dr. 
Lewis sitting at his desk grading papers, locked the 
door and closed the window blind; Lana then stripped 
and walked around the desk.

"Say a single word and you will feel sorry," she said 
fishing his cock out of his pants and inhaling it into 
her mouth.

Dr. Lewis, of course, knew better than to try to argue 
with her and just attempted to concentrate on marking 
the papers before him. Apparently 75% of the class had 
already completed the simple assignment given them, in 
hopes of not having to do much more in his class for 
its duration.

When Lana had Dr. Lewis' cock good and ready, she leapt 
on the chair with him, put her cell phone on the table, 
and directing his cock into her cunt said, "I'm your T. 
A. remember, I should be marking those papers. You 
concentrate on keeping me calm!"

Dr. Lewis gave a small laugh and giving a shrug started 
kissing Lana's neck, ears and even the top of her head, 
knowing these all to be a few of a woman's erogenous 
zones. In no time at all Lana was feeling much calmer 
and was looking over the papers on the doctor's desk.

"This is sad," Lana said as she unconsciously started 
separating the papers into two piles.

"What's wrong," the doctor asked.

"It's just, look at the size of this 'can't be fucked' 
pile compared to this 'one hundred percent fuckable' 
pile. There have to be more than two infected students 
to every totally clean one. It's not all HIV or AIDS, 
look at this, syphilis, gonorrhea, hepatitis."

Dr. Lewis continued pumping Lana's cunt, and had moved 
his hands to her breasts where he was drawing circles 
around her entire breasts this included underneath them 
which, he knew, being on of a females most sensitive 
parts, was often ignored.

"You know," Dr. Lewis said, "as my T.A. I trust you not 
to say anything to anyone about who is in that 'can't 
be fucked' pile as you call it."

"Shouldn't someone be warned," Lana said, "I mean look 
at these three," she held up some papers. "I so wanted 
to fuck them last week and her," she said holding up 
another one. "I saw her leaking cunt juice in the girls 
bathroom the other day and I almost licked the bowl 
when she left, to taste some, but that seemed a bit 
extreme even for me so I was hatching a plot to slowly 
seduce her later this year," she started getting upset 
again. 

Dr. Lewis kissed Lana's neck a few more times and his 
hand had traveled down to her belly button and was 
drawing little circles around it, in the meantime, he 
made sure his penis rubbed strongly against Lana's G-
spot with every single pump he took. Feeling blissful 
again, Lana started making a list, writing down the 
names of every student, (male and female), in the '100% 
Fuckable pile' this pile of 15 students also included 
herself, her brothers, and sisters and Debbie Wilson. 

The other eight, totally clean students were: Henry and 
Martha Wise, Louise Carson, Jerry Clinton, Harry 
Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie 
Styles. Lana knew why Henry, Martha, Jerry, Harry and 
Jennifer sounded familiar, they had all been involved 
in some way with the end of vacation bash they had 
given; however, she wondered why the names, Carson, 
Jacobs and Styles all sounded familiar too.

Suddenly, Lana felt Dr. Lewis' finger and thumb, which 
by now had moved down to start drawing circles around 
her swollen clit tighten as he rapidly rubbed and put 
pressure on her G-spot, Lana felt a little strange she 
suddenly felt like she was going to—"

"Oh my God," she said loudly, "I'm going to take a piss 
and I can't control it!"

Before she knew it, she was ejaculating buckets and 
buckets of a clear white liquid and when she realized 
it wasn't piss, she suddenly started to shake and shake 
violently as Dr. Lewis continued stimulating her G-
spot, Lana was faintly aware of his having abandoned 
her clit to grab something.

"Oh God," she thought before not being able to think 
any more, "this is more than calm, this is heaven!"

*** 

Lana opened her eyes slowly, wondering where she was, 
she knew where she had been, she had been in bliss, 
Shangri-La, Valhara and Heaven all at once. But now she 
was forced to come back here, wherever here was. She 
looked around and thought for a second that she was 
locked in a box, "a coffin," she thought, "oh my God, I 
really did die, the pleasure was just too much for me 
to handle!"

She then turned her head and saw the legs of someone in 
dungarees and sneakers sitting on a chair above, "oh 
no, there's someone here and I'm Naked!" She put her 
hand on her stomach and feeling the fabric of her 
blouse said, "Wait a minute, I'm not naked," fully 
clothed, feeling under her skirt she thought sadly, 
"and completely wiped clean, no one will ever believe 
me when I tell them." Moving a bit she said out loud, 
"excuse me, hello."

"Lana, you're back in our world. A lot calmer too I 
trust. I hope you're not mad that I stored you under 
the desk, but I knew it would be a while before you 
worked yourself back from a G-spot orgasm of that 
magnitude, especially," Dr. Lewis added, "one 
accompanied by such an impressive if not incredible 
female ejaculation. The door is still locked but I 
couldn't risk a maintenance or custodial worker coming 
in and finding you passed out and naked on the top of 
my desk, so I cleaned you up, dressed you and kept you 
out of site."

"Randy, what happened to your clothes?" Lana said, 
finally finding the strength to get up.

 "Only about a quart of female ejaculation liquids and 
a gallon of cunt juice," Dr. Lewis said smiling, 
"luckily I always keep this set of casual wear here at 
all times."

Lana suddenly jumped on his lap and started kissing him 
passionately and furiously, when she came up for breath 
she said, "I ejaculated? I don't believe it. How will I 
get anyone else to believe it if I can't believe it 
myself? Why hadn't I ever done it before? Can we do it 
again?"

"Whoa girl, slow down. First of all a female 
ejaculation is a very rare thing, so don't be 
surprised, or—" he said leaning over and kissing her 
gently on the lips, "—disappointed if you never do it 
again, 99% of the women never experience it once, so 
you are now way ahead of them all."

"I still wish I could have had some evidence for when I 
tell Hannah and Ana, they are so going to think I'm 
making it up."

"Maybe this will help," he said passing Lana her cell 
phone from his desk. "Replay the last video capture."

Doing so Lana saw herself yelling she was about to piss 
and the camera then focused down and captured the first 
few spurts of Lana's tremendous ejaculation.

"I recognized the signs just before you blew and since 
this was right on the desk I readied it with my free 
hand."

"Why didn't you get the whole thing?" Lana asked, both 
grateful and disappointed at the same time.

Reaching in his shirt pocket he said, "Because I wanted 
to get this as well." He passed her a small test tube 
full of ejaculation fluid. "This is for you, I hope you 
don't mind but I kept a nice sample of it myself. With 
a female ejaculation being such a rare thing, it's 
every sexologist's dream to be able to have a sample to 
analyze."

Leaning up and deeply kissing him again Lana said, 
"Have I told you I love you?"

"Several times at my house the other night, yes; But 
you also love your friend Katrina Wilson."

"And I can't love you both in exactly the same way," 
Lana said in no way denying the doctor's words.

"Actually Lana," the doctor said, "a true bi- is a very 
rare thing."

"As rare as a female ejaculation," Lana asked smiling.

"Yes," Dr. Lewis said smiling back at her, "exactly as 
rare."


Chapter Sixteen – Pajama Party


Dr. Lewis dropped Lana off at her house an hour later 
and Lana instantly grabbed her sisters by the arm and 
pulled them up to her room.

"Well," Hannah said, "you definitely look a bit happier 
than when we last saw you."

"What's up Lana," Ana said smiling, "you have that 
'I've got a secret' look about you."

"Do you two love me," Lana said.

"What kind of a question is that," Ana asked.

"Of course we love you," Hannah said, "why wouldn't we 
love you?"

"Because in a few minutes the two of you are going to 
be so jealous of me for life that you'll end up hating 
the thought of me and probably never speak to me 
again."

"Oh my God," Ana said excited, "Lana, you did it, 
you're pregnant!"

"Not only pregnant," Hannah said, "pregnant with 
triplets just like Mom was at her age!"

"That's what you get for having sex with and 
obstetrician," Ana said smiling.

Lana was looking at the two in a very 'if these two 
don't shut up I won't be responsible for what I do' way 
and they fell silent.

"Okay," Ana said, "so you're not pregnant, so what is 
it already?"

Lana reached in her pocket and pulled out the tube of 
liquid. "Look at this," she said holding it our 
proudly.

The two of them looked at the tube and then to each 
other and shrugged.

"Well," Lana said, "aren't you going to at least 
congratulate me?"

"Because you have a tube of water," Hannah said 
doubtfully.

"THAT IS NOT WATER!" Lana screamed, and then 
controlling herself said more calmly, "It's female 
ejaculation fluid!"

"Female ejaculation fluid," Ana said staring at the 
tube again, "you're joking!"

"Of course she's joking, it can't possibly be true," 
Hannah said.

"Oh no," Lana said smiling, taking out her cell phone 
and pressing some controls, "Hannah, I just sent you an 
email, can you put it on the big screen for us to 
watch?"

Hannah went over to their computer and quickly 
retrieving Lana's mail saw there was a video file 
attached and clicked it.

"Oh my God, I'm going to take a piss and I can't 
control it!" They heard Lana scream as her face 
appeared on the screen, they then saw the camera pan 
down and immediately floods of clear white liquid start 
spouting from her pee hole, the feed was cut off just 
as she was beginning what was obviously to be a massive 
orgasm.

Lana turned to see her sisters wide-eyed, awe-struck 
and just plain paralyzed with envy.

"Oh my God," Ana finally said, "Lana, I hate you!"

"Yeah," Lana said smiling, "I thought you might say 
that."

Hannah started crying like crazy, "Lana, that was 
incredible; why can't something like that happen to 
me?"

Lana hugged her and said, "Don't worry, Honey, I doubt 
it would even have happened to me if it wasn't for the 
fact that I was doing a professional sexologist as the 
time."

"Hey," Ana said suddenly, "how about we send that clip 
to the boys. It will drive them crazy to see what a 
real sex expert can make a girl do."

"Are they in their room?" Lana asked grinning.

"Yeah, they were working on that Social Studies report 
together," Hannah said.

"You mean the one we turned in 3 days ago," Lana asked.

"That's the one," Ana said.

"Hannah," Lana said, "send them and email: Subject: 
'Look What Happened To Me'. In the body write one line, 
'Bet none of you can get a girl to do this'. Attach the 
file, then get in bed and get ready to be fucked like 
crazy when they burst in and try to get us to ejaculate 
for them."

As expected, the boys busted through the bathroom door 
5 minutes later and each one jumped on one of the girls 
and started fucking like mad, because the video file 
they had just seen had gotten them so horny that they 
just had to try to get a girl to do that right then and 
there! They fucked the girls silly for the next 2 
hours, they gave them some incredible orgasms, but 
sadly, they couldn't get single one of them to 
ejaculate.

*** 

After the two hours, Ron, who for once was not with 
Hannah, said to Lana, "Okay, I give up, how did he do 
it, how did he get you to ejaculate like that?"

"I have to say, Lana," John said, "that was the all 
time hottest thing I have ever seen." He pumped his 
cock into Hannah a few more times and said, "If I could 
get Debbie to do that, I doubt she'd ever even think of 
leaving me."

"I don't think she even thinks of leaving you without 
you getting her to do that," Lana said, "Katrina tells 
me she's sick and tired of hearing your name, since 
Debbie won't talk about anything else."

"When Katrina sees that video," Don said, "It will be 
the final end of her and me. She already considers the 
orgasms I give her mediocre at best." Don said this 
smiling and gave Ana, who was laying on top of him a 
kiss.

"You don't sound too unhappy with the thought of her 
dropping you," Ana said.

"Well," Don said, "I've been trying to think of a nice 
way to drop her for a while. I mean she's in love with 
Lana and she's not ashamed to admit it. What then is 
she doing with me? I've just been giving her an 
opportunity to do it first."

"Well," Ana said, "after she sees what Dr. Lewis got 
Lana to do I think she'll consider her chances of 
winning Lana's permanent affections highly depleted, so 
don't expect her to give up on you any time soon."

"You thing," Don said with a look of dread on his face.

"What's wrong with you," Ana said, "I thought knowing 
that Katrina probably isn't about to dump you would 
make you happy?"

"It's nothing," Don said, "really." He turned Ana 
around so that she too was staring at the ceiling. 
Reinserting his cock in her pussy, he started drawing 
circles on her breasts with one hand and circles around 
her clit with the other. As he squeezed her breast he 
asked, "Ana, what's it like being in love with Patty? 
Does it ever seem too confusing?"

Without removing Don's cock from her cunt, she once 
more turned around to face him. "Well," she said, "you 
know how confused and upset I was in the beginning, but 
once I accepted it was real and most important of all 
that it made me happy, I was fine."

Hearing what they were saying, Lana looked up from the 
69 position she was now in with Ron and said, "That's 
how it is with Katrina and me, you're never happier 
than when you accept the truth. You know, Randy told me 
that first day I was with him that either you or John 
would be coming out soon. When I told him that night 
that John was very happy with Debbie, but that you were 
having problems with Katrina because she liked me as 
well, he asked me if you spent a lot of time with Ana 
when we got together."

"Well what does that mean," Don said, "I really like 
Ana, it's not that I like her more that you or Hannah, 
it's just that we have a special sort bond."

"That's what he said when I told him that you and Ana 
almost always paired up with each other lately; he said 
that it was final then. You were in love with a guy and 
since you were relating so much with Ana at the moment, 
you were looking to her for comfort and understanding 
of yourself."

"You know, I'm really starting to dislike your Dr. 
Lewis," Don said.

Ana was looking in Don's eyes and said, "so it's true, 
you're in love with a guy?"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused their 
attention on Don.

Don pulled out of Ana's cunt and pulled her up so he 
could position her in a kneeling position over his 
mouth. Before digging in he said, "maybe, but don't 
worry, because no matter what else happens, I don't 
plan on forgetting how to enjoy a juicy cunt," and he 
dug right in.

The others giggled and Lana saw their mood as perfect 
to spring her news, "We're having a little party for 
our birthday by the way."

"What," Ron said, from around her cunt, "another one?"

"No, it's nothing like that monster bash we had at the 
end of vacation," Lana assured them. "This is going to 
be a two day sleep-over—"

"A pajama party!" Hannah said excitedly.

"—well if I get my way," Lana said smiling, "no one 
will be wearing any pajamas. Anyway, it will have a 
limited, by invitation only, guest list. Besides the 
Wilson kids, I have 8 other people selected to invite." 
Lana said.

"So are you going to tell us what you are really up 
to," John asked suspiciously.

"It's about meeting a challenge," Lana said, "it's 
amazing how clearly you can think when you are truly 
calm, you can really start to see what is in front of 
your eyes."

*** 

Triplet X Love Times 2 would like to invite you to 
attend a two night sleep over to be held at the bands 
studio. The party will begin on the evening of Friday 
the 13th and conclude in the afternoon of Sunday the 
15th. 

This is a by invitation only affair and to enter you 
must present your letters at the door, 1 letter per 
guest.

We apologize if, in families with multiple children, 
not all have received an invitation, but limited space 
has forced the selection of the desired guest be made 
in a random lottery style.

NOTE: Triplet X Love Times 2 does not promote the use 
of alcohol, drugs, or cigarettes so none of these are 
allowed. Your hosts, however, will be completely open 
to fill all your other desired needs, in every possible 
way, and should you accept cumming, we guarantee you a 
blissful and happy two days.

FINAL NOTE: Should your parents have any doubts about 
letting you attend, they can contact Mr. Stanley 
Anderson and Mrs. Laura Anderson for reassurance. 

***

Eight copies of the above letter, with full contact 
information were sent by express mail to: Henry Wise, 
Martha Wise, Louise Carson, Jerry Clinton, Henry 
Fuller, Jennifer Ramos, Marilyn Jacobs and Annie 
Styles; and pretty much by return mail, confirmation of 
the acceptance of the invitations arrived.

"Okay," John said, "so everyone is coming, and 
hopefully everyone will be cumming," he added smiling 
as he helped place a few more mattresses that had been 
rented for the weekend in a corner of the studio. That 
corner had been converted into a giant bed. "However," 
John continued, "you have still not told us your real 
plans."

"Our plans for the first part of the party are to fuck 
everyone silly and make them never want to separate 
from us," Lana said, "if everything works, on Sunday 
we'll be having a very special meeting."

Don came in carrying some DVDs and said, Hannah gave me 
a copy of those Mistress videos, these should get some 
action started, and if not," he pulled out another 
video disk and said, "there's always this."

"What's that?" Lana said, curiously.

"A hot little number titled a 'Rare Gusher'," Don said 
winking and quickly moved away.

Hannah, Ana, Debbie and Katrina entered with several 
bags of party favors and placed them on a table.

"What did you get," Lana asked.

"Oh the usual," Katrina said, "Pretzels, potato chips, 
corn chips, condoms, dildos, anal beads, a couple of 
strap-ons, some—"

"Okay," Lana said, "that's enough, I get the picture, 
you got you usual."

"Shouldn't we test the stuff first," Katrina asked 
smiling mischievously.

"Sweetie, we are going to get together so much during 
this sleep-over that we'll want to take a one month 
vacation from each other when it's over, but for now," 
Lana said, "let's just finish getting the place ready."

Ron and Jason came in with a few bags also, "Some party 
games," Ron said, "to liven things up if they slow 
down."

"Great," Lana said, "Hannah, I just need those signs I 
asked you to print up."

"They're on the computer desk, Lana, right next to you"

"Oh," Lana said, spotting them and picking them up. She 
studied the three large signs:

NO CLOTHES ALLOWED PAST THIS DOOR

PLACE ALL CLOTHES HERE

IF YOU ENTER THIS DOOR YOU ARE EXPECTED

TO PARTICIPATE IN ALL PARTY ACTIVITIES

"Great," Lana said again, "I'll go hang them on the 
front door and on that wardrobe we left next to it."

"What time is it," Debbie asked nervously.

"It's around 5," John said putting his hands around her 
shoulders, "I think everything is pretty ready here, 
why don't we check out how comfortable those mattresses 
in the corner really are?"

"John," Debbie said worried, "I have to tell you that I 
still don't know if I'll be able to do this. Being with 
your family is one thing, but being with a whole lot of 
other people is really different to me. I'm just not 
Katrina!"

"I know you'll be fine honey. Just focus on the 
pleasure and not on whose giving it to you." As he said 
this he lay her down and fucked her to a couple of 
soothing orgasms to calm her down.

 

It was 6:30 when the first guests arrived at the house. 
Amy and Pietro were ordered to be well clothed and 
orderly to receive all guests at the door and gather 
them in the family room. Stan and Laura were to be 
there too, to greet any parents that might want a last 
minute chat with them.

When all guests had arrived and the few parents that 
chose to escort their kids in were gotten rid of, Amy 
and Pietro led the eight guests to the garage studio. 
They were pointed toward the back door and informed 
they were to read all the signs first. Amy and Pietro 
then returned to the house.

"I don't get it," Louise Carson said, "Why didn't the 
Anderson kids meet us themselves immediately.

"Maybe they're not dressed in the proper clothes to 
greet people," Jerry Clinton said reading a sign and 
pointing it out to the others.

"'No clothes allowed past this door'," Martha Wise 
read, "what does that mean?"

"What do you think it means, Sis," Henry said, pointing 
out the wardrobe by the door, "Place all clothing 
here," shrugging he started stripping and putting away 
his clothes.

"Henry!" Martha said, "Mom and Dad would kill you!"

"No one is going to tell them, now if you want to come 
with me Sis, follow the rules; we agreed when we 
accepted the invitation that we knew exactly what they 
were saying when they non-accidentally misspelled 
certain words."

As Martha nervously started to strip, the other guests 
followed the Wise twins lead.

Before knocking Annie Styles asked, "Just out of 
curiosity, anyone know what these party activities 
we'll be expected to participate in involve?"

"Who cares," Jennifer said, "I've been dying to CUM 
here since I got the letter. Now knock already."

When Annie knocked, Katrina was waiting to open the 
door. Nervously they all stepped in.

*** 

"I want to thank you all for coming," Lana said, "and I 
want to thank you in advance for the cumming you'll be 
doing in these two days of fucking fun," Lana said. "I 
want to direct your attention to the four tables at the 
end of the room, we have the snack table, the beverage 
table, the 'toy' table and the helpful info table where 
you can find information to help make your stay here a 
little more enjoyable."

"Excuse me," Harry Fuller said, "but what type of 
information are we talking about exactly?"

"Well," Lana said, "we have charts of both the male and 
female most relevant parts. A list of a woman's 17 
erogenous zones and how best to stimulated them, also 
of course a list of the 10 erogenous zones on a male; 
we have diagramed charts of the most pleasurable 
positions, articles on proper foreplay, intercourse, 
cunningulus, analingulus, an so forth. You'd be amazed 
to know how much more pleasurable and experience can be 
when you actually understand what you're doing."

"Actually I'm already amazed," Jerry Clinton said 
looking over Lana's naked body.

"Anyway," Lana said, "everything here is self-service 
when it comes to anything on the tables. When it comes 
to any activity, please don't stay by yourself. Try 
always to be with someone, and don't stay with just the 
same person or persons, mingle and mix. We do have 
condoms on the toys table, but they are absolutely 
unnecessary here."

"What do you mean unnecessary?" Louise Carson 
questioned seriously.

"If you haven't figured it out already," Lana said, 
"now speaking as much to her brothers and sisters and 
the Wilson kids as to the other guests, "with the 
exception of Katrina and Jason Wilson, everyone in here 
is in Dr. Lewis' Sex Ed. class this trimester and all 
of you have completed your special project of which, as 
class T.A. I know the results of. 

"Everyone in this room is 100% clean and safe to fuck 
with no need to worry about protection. If anyone is 
worried or doubtful, I have copies of the 
documentation, but you can all take it from me, 
everybody in this room is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT FUCKABLE 
and you can, with no worries, enjoy every last inch of 
each other." Smiling she then added, "and sex is never 
more enjoyable than when you know it is truly safe 
sex."

***

Around 20 minutes into the party Triplet X Love Times 2 
played a few songs, and encouraged the naked guests to 
get together and dance a bit, by the end of the set, 
there wasn't a single non-erect cock nor non-hard 
nipple in the studio.

"We now invite everyone to take a seat in front of the 
big screen while we watch 1 or 2 home clips," Lana 
said, "We suggest you all stop by the toys table and 
grab a little something to entertain yourself with 
while watching the movie."

Everyone passed by the toys table and grabbed something 
from among the many selections of dildos, vibrators, 
butt plugs, anal beads, male massagers etc. and took a 
seat to enjoy a movie. To Hannah's horror, because she 
didn't even know how John got a copy, let alone a 
digital copy, the first movie he put on was 'The 
Mistress of Pain and the Dominating Submissive'. 

It, however, turned out to be a perfect choice to start 
getting the guests extra hot and super-horny. By the 
time the movie finished, Henry Wise, Jerry Clinton and 
Jason Wilson all had a girl, Louise Carson, Marilyn 
Jacobs and Annie Styles respectively, sitting on their 
lap and they were pumping away at their cunts as they 
enjoyed the movie. John then put on the DVD of Triplet 
X Love Times 2 first unofficial music video; it had the 
group singing, "American Pie" at their first concert on 
the beach, and was filled with scenes of the Anderson 
kids and other family members committing sexual acts 
throughout the house. 

As a final bonus John played the clip of Lana's female 
ejaculation, and that really pushed everyone out of 
their seats, literally, and onto the floor with 
someone. Ron was fucking Martha Wise, while her brother 
Henry was busy with Lana. Jennifer Ramos, who was a 
lesbian, pulled Ana to her and in no time had her in a 
69. Henry Fuller was in the same position with Don, and 
Don was relieved to see that no one seemed to think it 
strange. Debbie had pulled Hannah between her legs, and 
Katrina was behind Hannah licking her ass. John finally 
finished working the computer and pulling Katrina away 
from Hannah's ass, started fucking her doggie-style. 
This first part of the party was definitely a big 
success.

***

Around two hours later, when things started to slow 
down a bit, Ron took over the hosting and announced 
they'd be playing a group game. "Now I'm sure you're 
all expecting a nice round of 'Pin the Tail on the 
Donkey', but unfortunately, I lost the pieces 
somewhere. Instead, we'll play a simple game I like to 
call, 'Stick it in the Submissive'." Both Marilyn and 
Louise looked up, and Ron couldn't fail noticing how 
excited their eyes looked. "Now, we'll start with my 
number one slave," he said, grabbing Hannah by the arm 
and dragging her across the room to where he had some 
arm and leg restraints attached to the wall.

Everyone followed and watched as Ron cuffed Hannah with 
her butt facing them. Grabbing a regular paddle from 
the toys table, as well as a string of 5 very large 
anal beads, he spanked Hannah two or three times to 
soften her up then said, "Now, the object of this game 
is very simple." 

He picked up a 7 minute timer from the table and said, 
"You have 7 minutes to try to insert one large bead 
completely in the submissive's ass, if you succeed, you 
win an additional 10 minutes to stick whatever you want 
in the bitches other hole, this can be a cock, a 
tongue, a dildo a fist etc. you win her cunt for 10 
minutes. If you think you will not be able to get a 
bead in before the allowed 7 minutes, you are free to 
use the remaining time to tongue her cunt. You can 
constantly finger her throughout the process to try and 
relax her, and you should really also try constantly 
tonguing her ass." He gave her two more whacks with the 
paddle and said, "Who wants first shot?"

Henry, Jerry and Jennifer all stepped forward 
enthusiastically and Ron smiling said, "Why don't we 
let the lady go first."

Jennifer stepped up and as Ron set the timer, instantly 
kneeled before Hannah's butt. She started by kissing 
both of Hannah's ass cheeks, then she spread them apart 
and with one hand held them open. She then started to 
rim and lick Hannah's asshole. Hannah let out a moan, 
and Jennifer began applying pressure on her butt hole 
with her tongue, now that her face was between Hannah's 
butt cheeks, Jennifer used her now free hand to finger 
Hannah's pussy, relaxing her. Jenny finally broke 
through the resistance with her tongue and once inside 
took a minute to truly tongue fuck Hannah's butt lubing 
it well.

She now brought the hand holding the string of 5 large 
beads to Hannah's ass, and removing her tongue quickly 
replaced it with a finger which she pumped deep in 
Hannah's ass and swirled it around and around pushing 
the hole of Hannah's butt more and more open. The loud 
moans and groans from Hannah testified to how much she 
was loving this, beside that though, not a sound was 
heard from her.

Looking at the time and seeing she only had 2 minutes 
left, Jenny added 2 more fingers to the 1 she had 
constantly pumping Hannah's pussy, and removing the one 
in Hannah's butt, began trying to insert the large 
bead.

By now the crowd watching was really excited, if the 
cocks and nipples had gone soft before the game 
started, by now everyone was again in full sex charge.

Jenny hadn't wanted to just ram the bead into Hannah, 
she didn't want to cause her needless pain, but she 
suddenly realized that pain was exactly what Hannah 
needed and wanted, so she started applying more and 
more pressure, constantly turning and turning the bead 
until with a small pop and with less than a minute to 
go, Jenny got the bead completely in someone started to 
cheer.

"Yes," Ron said, "We have a winner," then looking at 
Hannah's pain-filled and happy face he added, "two 
winners actually," and he smacked Hannah two more times 
on the ass with his paddle."

"Oh yes," Hannah said, speaking for the first time, 
"more please, come claim your prize!"

"Jenny, the cunt is totally yours for 10 minutes, what 
would you like to do with it?"

Going to the toys table, Jenny, grabbed a strap-on with 
a six inch dildo and clit stimulator on the inside and 
a massive 12 inch by 3 inch imitation cock on the 
outside, putting it on and walking back to Hannah she 
said, "I'm going to give her what she asked for, more 
pain."

Ron set another timer and after giving Hannah's butt 
two more whacks said, "Your time starts—NOW!" He 
activated the timer.

Jennifer quickly stepped behind Hannah and positioning 
the massive cock head at the opening of Hannah's hole 
began to push in, slowly at first, but since Hannah's 
twat was as wet as the ocean by now, it proved to be a 
lot easier than Jenny thought; not wanting to cheat 
Hannah out of any pain, Jenny started to ram in and 
out, each time she went in she would go just a bit 
beeper, until Jenny's brunette pubic hairs were 
touching Hannah's sensitive ass cheeks. Jenny then 
started pumping full blast, she herself being driven 
wild by the fact that every time she rammed into Hannah 
the dildo in her own pussy would tilt upwards and 
scratch her G-spot, and the clit stimulator would 
constantly rub and squeeze her clit.

Jennifer, who was near cumming herself, looked at the 
timer and saw there were only three minutes left to her 
prize. She pulled out of Hannah and quickly removing 
the strap-on, got on her knees and gluing her mouth to 
Hannah's cunt began swirling her tongue inside Hannah, 
getting all the juices around her. Without ever 
removing her mouth from her prize, she began to 
stimulate the bead in Hannah's ass by pulling a little 
on the string and then pushing a finger in to make sure 
the bead wasn't ejected, with her other hand, she began 
pinching and rubbing Hannah's clit. 

With one minute left to fully claim her prize, Jenny 
pinched Hannah's clit tightly and pulled hard; Hannah 
couldn't take the joy anymore and she let herself go, 
she began to flow freely, pouring a gallon of cunt 
juice into Jenny's eagerly waiting mouth. Jenny lapped 
it up and licked Hannah dry and by the time the timer 
buzzed the ending of Jenny's time, Hannah was ready for 
contestant number 2.

With one bead already in her, everyone knew that no 
other would be as difficult as the first one had been, 
but it still proved to be a challenge, Henry inserted 
bead number 2 after four minutes of long tonguing and 
fingering, he then proceeded to claim his prize by 
fucking her, since he was near cumming already, Katrina 
kneeled next to them and when, after 5 minutes, Henry 
said he was about to cum, Katrina pulled him out of 
Hannah and sucked him into her mouth and drank him 
until he was dry. Henry then used his remaining time 
tongue fucking Hannah and sucking her clit.

Jerry then took his turn, expecting to be able to 
quickly claim his prize, but with 2 beads already in 
Hannah's ass, getting his bead in wasn't as easy as he 
had expected and he almost ran out of time before he 
did it. He then enjoyed a good fucking of Hannah so 
much, that he almost forgot he wasn't suppose to cum in 
her, he pulled out just as he was starting to explode 
and covered Hannah's cunt, and rear in hot cream. Lana 
cleaned up his cock while Ana cleaned up Hannah and got 
her ready for the 4th contestant.'

Ron gave Hannah's ass a few whacks as it was decided 
who should go next, Annie Styles was finally given the 
privilege, and getting the fourth bead in proved so 
difficult that she almost decided to forfeit and just 
give Hannah a quick cunt sucking, the crowd however 
encouraged her to try and she continued forward and to 
loud applause finally inserted bead number 4. Going 
over to the toys table she picked up a small vibrator 
ball with wrist extension, a fanny slapper, butt plug 
vibrator, a regular vibrator and a very large graduated 
dildo. Tying the wrist extension of the vibrator ball 
to Hannah's wrist she said evilly, "Hold onto that 
dear, you wouldn't want to lose it." 

She then turned on the vibrator and stuck it deep in 
Hannah's twat. She then stuck the butt plug vibrator in 
her own ass and the regular vibrator in her twat. She 
then proceeded to use her prize time to alternate 
between slapping Hannah's twat, perineum (the area 
between the twat and butt hole) and ass (all erogenous 
zones of a woman), and ramming the graduated dildo 
forcefully in and out of Hannah's twat, obviously 
relishing Hannah's screams of pain and erotic joy. 
Hannah was in ecstasy.

"This one has the makings of a true master, no doubt 
about it," Ron thought. He then looked over at the 
looks of excitement and almost divine reverence on 
Louise and Marilyn and thought, "and we have some 
candidates for her first slave, if I don't just decide 
to keep them all myself."

By the time Annie was finished with her, Hannah looked 
near death, and there were some worried looks now as 
well as looks of joy and excitement. Ron went over to 
Hannah, as he had after every person's turn, and looked 
her in the eye waiting for her to say something; she 
smiled at him and said feebly, "More, please, give me 
more!"

Ron nodded and called Martha Wise forward. Now, prior 
to this night, Martha had only had one sexual 
experience in her entire life, and she hadn't truly 
enjoyed it. However, after the first fucking that night 
(given to her by Ron), she knew that she was now hooked 
on sex for life and she wanted to, no, needed to 
experience it from all sides. She couldn't believe how 
excited she had been, how wet she had gotten, watching 
Annie's incredible mistreatment of Hannah, she knew she 
wanted to be Hannah's master for a while, to enjoy 
giving Hannah pain and pleasure at once. On the other 
hand, she also knew that she couldn't wait to be 
Hannah, just hanging there with that look of blissful 
pain and ecstasy, begging for more.

No one seriously thought Martha would be able to get 
the final 5th bead into Hannah's so small looking 
rectum. Martha, however, was determined to succeed, and 
after six and a half minutes of more furious tonguing, 
fingering and enlarging of Hannah's hole, in almost the 
very last second, she got the bead in and once more 
everyone cheered and applauded like crazy.

Ron threw Hannah another look and waited to see if she 
said anything, she only moaned in pain and joy and 
finally said, "it's time for her to claim her prize." 
Ron looked deep in her eyes as if asking, "Are you 
sure?" Hannah giving a weak nod said, "Do it please, do 
it now!"

Ron nodded and looking at Martha said, "She's all 
yours!"

Martha had no idea what to do with her prize; going 
over to the toy table she saw a strap-on similar to the 
one Jenny had used, except, that the dildo that went 
into her own pussy was as large as the monster 
imitation cock on the outside. The clit stimulator on 
this one could also be set to constantly vibrate. 
Martha shrugged and started by grabbing this, and, 
after slowly inserting the inner dildo into her pussy, 
secured the strap-on to her body, Katrina and Lana 
helped her tighten it around her body. Throwing the 
table another look for anything else she could use, she 
grabbed two nipple clamps, a vibrating clit clamp, an 
anal vibrator (which she inserted in her own ass) and a 
whip.

Going over to Hannah's limp body, she took a second to 
look into Hannah's eyes, Martha's eyes saying, "your 
absolutely sure?"

Hannah looked back at Martha and said, "Your 10 minutes 
are about to start; enjoy them, I know I will."

Smiling, Martha proceeded to put a nipple clamp on each 
of Hannah's nipples, making extra sure they hurt. 
Martha then placed the vibrating clit clamp on Hannah's 
over-swollen, over sensitive clit. Hannah had a small 
orgasm from just this action. Martha then whipped 
Hannah's butt, back and legs with the whip, feeling joy 
and excitement beyond belief every time she made Hannah 
scream. "Scream for me BITCH!" Martha yelled loudly, 
"tell me what you want. Do you want me to stop or do 
you want me to shove this giant dildo up your pussy!"

WHIP! WHIP! WHIP!

"Talk to me now," WHIP! "What do you want?" WHIP!

Hannah looked at her feebly and said, "Fuck me, please 
fuck me. My cunt needs more!"

Martha got into position behind Hannah and ramming the 
faux cock into Hannah with no thought whatsoever of 
giving Hannah a little adjustment time, instantly 
connected her pubic hairs to Hannah's pained and 
untouchable rear. Martha began fucking Hannah 
violently, loving at times bringing the fake cock 
almost completely out of Hannah's cunt, just to quickly 
and forcefully ram it back all the way in.

When Martha's 10 minutes were up, Martha was still 
yelling, "Take this bitch! Do you like it Whore? Well 
it doesn't really matter if you like it or not, I won 
this cunt and it's mine to do with what I want! As I 
enjoy! What you want or like is irrelevant!"

"Umm, Martha," Ron said, "your time is up. This cunt is 
no longer yours."

Martha threw Ron a look that said, "How dare you tell 
me she's not mine!" and Ron thought, "Wow, who would 
have thought, she seems like such a sweet girl." Then 
he remembered Lana's dark side and thought, "I better 
bring her back gently or she may never want to give 
Hannah back to me."

"Martha," Ron said calmly, "have you noticed that 
beautiful collar Hannah is wearing?" He smiled at her 
gently and with his eyes led hers to the collar. "I was 
wondering, can you please read me what it says?"

Martha, who was still deep inside Hannah and right 
against her back put her hand on Hannah's collar and 
turned it until she could read the inscription on the 
license, "Hannah Property of Ronald Anderson."

Martha almost cried, not out of quilt for what she had 
done, but from true pain at the realization that Hannah 
wasn't hers to treat this way whenever she wanted."

When she had finally pulled out Martha grabbed Jenny 
and led her to the mattresses without a word; Jenny 
didn't normally let herself be led around, but she 
recognized that Martha's eyes were saying, "I don't 
want to stop fucking, I need a cunt now!" and since 
Jenny was dying for another good fucking, why not?

Martha, by the way, had chosen Jenny because she had 
come to another realization while collecting her prize, 
not only did she love and need to be the one dominating 
the action, she loved and needed to fuck cunts. She 
very much had liked being fucked by a guys cock, but 
fucking a girl's cunt was the ultimate for her. She 
finally understood why the one sexual experience she 
had had before this night was nothing to talk about, 
there had been no wet dripping naked beautiful cunts 
around giving off their wonderful aroma to inspire her! 
That night it had just been her and a cock, nothing 
worth thinking about.

In the meantime, Ron had gone over to Hannah and 
waiting to see what she said heard her whisper, "The 
Mistress has a headache."

The others, her brothers and sisters included, wondered 
what that meant; Ron, however, nodded to Hannah got on 
his hands and knees and gluing his own mouth to 
Hannah's pussy, grabbed the long string hanging from 
Hannah's ass. Giving one rapid violent pull, he 
extracted all 5 beads in Hannah's ass, she gave a 
scream and shaking violently had a final massive orgasm 
in her master's mouth. When he finished all his cunt 
juice, Ron removed all the clamps Martha had left on 
Hannah's nipples and clit, and signaling Debbie and 
Katrina to help him, removed Hannah's restraints.

"Take her to a mattress and have her rest, Debbie stay 
with her and give her some soothing comfort, the boobs 
and asshole especially, until she's sleeping 
peacefully."

As Katrina and Debbie took Hannah away, Ron addressed 
the remaining players saying, "Well, we seem to have 
lost our submissive, and these beads are badly soiled." 
He threw them into a hamper of used toys for cleaning, 
and then said, "but look what we have here," and he 
pulled out another string of beads. "Now all we need is 
a submissive and the game can continue." As he expected 
both Louise and Marilyn jumped up almost begging him to 
choose her, "well," Ron said, a little wickedly, "I 
think we're going to have a lot of fun this night." And 
choosing Louise first, he began spanking her butt to 
get her nice and ready for her first contestant.


Chapter Seventeen – The Master's New Pets


It was ten in the morning when the last of the guests 
finally awoke, fully recovered from the evening's 
activities, and looking forward to what fun this new 
day might bring.

Martha and Jenny (who had really worn themselves out 
while growing almost inseparable the night before) were 
the last to awaken. Amazingly, the first to have 
awakened was Hannah, closely followed by Louise and 
Marilyn, all fully fit and fully anxious to continue 
where they had left off the night before.

Pietro and Amy had rolled two large carts into the 
garage around 9 AM, and had told the Anderson kids to 
simply roll them in the studio when they were ready to 
eat, and when they had finished, simply roll them back 
out and leave them where they had found them.

The Anderson kids presented their guests with a choice 
of pancakes, omelets, bacon, ham, sausage etc. as well 
as a refill for the coffee makers and warm milk 
distributors already on the beverage table. There was 
also a choice of toast, muffins, bagel and croissants.

After the first night of intense sexual activity 
everyone had participated in, there wasn't one person 
that wasn't looking to have seconds, if not thirds. 
Well, actually, there were two people there that kept 
looking longingly at the table that had been unfolded 
and filled with the food, yet didn't seem to dare go 
near it.

Going over to these two Ron said, "Aren't you two 
hungry?"

Louise and Marilyn lowered their heads and didn't 
answer their eyes however seemed to be begging Ron for 
something.

"Oh," Ron said a little annoyed (he didn't like having 
to give his slaves permission to do things they knew 
they should or could do) "go and eat and the next time 
food is presented you, you are not to wait for anyone 
to give you permission to eat! If you are hungry, eat! 
And if you are thirsty drink something! Understand!"

They nodded appreciatively, happy to be spoken at so 
forcefully. They went and finally began eating.

John had put on another of the 'Mistress of Pain' 
movies while everyone finished their breakfast. As 
those in the room whose attention was not on their 
food, had their attention captured by the Mistress' 
unique talent for bringing her victims to mind-
altering, body-shaking orgasms, this explained why only 
one person noticed Ron's conversation with Louise and 
Marilyn.

"Is it my imagination," John said, "or does the 'Master 
of Love' have two new slaves to play with?"

Ron turned and smiling said, "It sure looks that way. I 
sure didn't want any more. Hannah is a 24-7 
responsibility of mine. How am I supposed to share her 
time with two strangers. I'd tell them to find someone 
else if I didn't know what the thought of rejection 
might do to them?"

"Well, whatever you do;" John said looking very 
worried, "don't in any way upset them."

"Why, what's so special about them?"

"I had a good talk with Marilyn while I was fucking her 
last night, I was trying to remember why the name 
Jacobs sounded so familiar."

"And—" Ron said questionably.

"Her father is the same Mr. Jacobs that dad replaced as 
head of Accounting. Dad had originally thought Mr. 
Jacobs had completely quit the company, but he was 
actually given a promotion in the company to Head 
Advisor and Consultant of a very old friend of his Mr. 
Carson."

"Mr. Carson," Ron said, "as in Dad's boss Mr. Carson?"

"Dad's boss and Marilyn's, best friend since childhood 
Louise's, dad."

"Oh, oh," Ron said throwing another look at his two 
eager new slaves as they ate, "this is not good!"

*** 

After everyone had eaten, it was decided that everyone 
should go into the house and take a bath. The Anderson 
kids were trying to figure out how to best use the 
three large bathrooms in the house.

"Each one allows up to three people to shower at once, 
so we just have to do it in 2 shots." Lana said.

"I wish there was a way to get everyone cleaned off at 
once," Ron said, "the quicker the better. Things are 
going to good to have to break the group up for 2 long 
showering periods."

"We'd need a super bathtub for everyone to get clean at 
once," Lana joked.

"Oh," Hannah said suddenly on hearing those words, "I 
know what to do!" But then she suddenly shut up as 
though she had said a bad word; which to her she was 
because she had just implied that she knew more than 
her master.

"It's okay," Ron said to Hannah, "remember I gave you 
orders to use that great brain of yours so if you've 
got and idea tell us."

"I can take all the guests somewhere where they can all 
bath at once, it the meantime, John, Don and yourself, 
my master, can use the 2nd floor bathroom, the Wilson's 
can use the first floor and," turning to Lana and Ana, 
"you two can use Amy and Pietro's bathroom."

"A place where the guests can all bath at once," Ron 
said doubtfully.

"I don't think there's a bathroom big enough for eight 
people, nine if your going to include yourself," Ana 
said.

Hannah had her head down, but the others saw her shift 
her eyes and they were directed at the big screen. The 
other guests were still watching a movie. In the latest 
scene, a large group of the Mistress' 'toys' were 
sharing a bath in the Mistress' bathtub.

"Oh," Ana said suddenly, "maybe there is one bathroom 
we can fit them in."

"All of you take your baths, and while you're 
showering, I'll escort the guests, there are plenty of 
blindfold masks on the toys table, that should work," 
Hannah said.

All the others looked at her a little annoyed, she 
didn't show any care towards most of them, but she was 
a little upset that her master seemed annoyed and said, 
"is something wrong, Master?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong," Lana said, "you're still 
not going to let us know where the Mistress' Lair is, 
are you?"

Hannah acted as if she hadn't even heard Lana, however, 
before Ron could say anything she said, "If YOU would 
like to accompany me master, I would be pleased."

The stress on the word 'you' told the others that this 
invite was for one person and one person only.

"That would please me too," Ron said smiling.

Hannah smiled back and didn't even notice the frowns 
all the others were wearing.

*** 

Around 15 minutes later, the Andersons led the parade 
of guests toward the house, a thin robe had been 
provided to each of them to get them from the garage to 
the house (the Andersons and Wilson's didn't bother 
with them, they had learned by now that you could 
easily get from the garage to the house without being 
spotted by anyone, the other guests however were new to 
all this).

In the house they found Amy and Pietro; Stan and Laura 
had seen the kids' request that they not be around on 
Saturday as an excuse to get away to a B & B for 24 
hours like the weekends they would spend together while 
dating.

"We're going to shower and bathe," Lana said, "then 
we're going to spend a good part of the day in the game 
room." Looking at Amy and Pietro she said, "Can you two 
tidy up the studio and ready it for tonight, please?"

"Absolutely, Miss Anderson," Pietro said.

"The toys especially need a good cleaning," Ana said.

"I'll take care of them," Amy promised.

"Wipe them with something besides your tongue," Ron 
said.

"Don't worry," Amy assured them, "as soon as I finish 
using my tongue, I'll use a towel as well."

*** 

Once Lana and Ana, the Wilson kids, and John and Don 
separated to the respective bathrooms they'd be using, 
Ron and Hannah led the other guests out of the family 
room where they'd been waiting and gathered them in 
front of the steps.

"When we get to the top of the stairs I want everyone 
to put on the blindfold mask you were given," Hannah 
said. "No one is to remove the blindfolds until told."

This sounded a little strange to a group that was just 
heading to take a bath, but they in no way complained, 
they'd had too much fun up to now to question anything 
they were told to do. So after reaching the top of the 
steps everyone was firmly blindfolded. Hannah then 
helped line them up with hands on the hips of the 
person in front as if preparing to dance the 
Locomotion. 

Since they had left their robes in the family room, 
this positioning led to some special fun all in its 
own. Especially since being blindfolded they had no 
idea who was in front or behind them; in other words, 
they didn't know whose cunt their hand had just 
'accidentally' dropped into, who had gotten so close 
behind them that his erect cock had just scraped their 
ass, and whose finger every now and then entered your 
asshole etc. Hannah and Ron kept them lined up in the 
hall a few minutes, knowing how much fun they were 
enjoying as they waited.

Finally, though Hannah started to walk down the second 
floor hall, and Harry Fuller (whose hands were on her 
waist) followed, along with everyone else. Passing the 
umbrella stand, she took a moment to grab the metal 
cane and continued toward the hidden attic opening. 
Once close enough, she ordered "Everyone stop and wait 
for my signal. Master can you help me please."

Ron went up to her and she pointed out the circular 
hook on the ceiling, handing him the metal cane she let 
him know what had to be done.

Ron smiled and hooking the circular hook pulled down to 
reveal the attic stairs.

"An entire extra floor," Ron thought, "I knew the 
distance between the 2nd floor windows and the roof 
seemed too large."

*** 

"Okay everyone," Hannah said, "we're going to climb 
some more steps so I want you to be very careful, just 
keep your hand on the back of the person in front and 
take one step at a time."

Soon everyone was upstairs and Hannah signaled Ron to 
pull the steps back up, she shepherded all the guests 
to the center room and sat them on the bed saying, "You 
can take your blindfolds off now."

Martha was the first to clearly state what they were 
all thinking, "Wow, this is it! This is the bedroom of 
the Mistress of Pain!"

"And we'll be using her bathroom right through that 
door," Hannah said pointing.

"So," Louise said a little excited, "does that mean 
that that door leads to—you know?"

"Oh can we go please!" Marilyn said, but then dropped 
her head realizing she was speaking out of place.

"We have to get this bath over with as quickly as 
possible, we don't want the Mistress showing up and 
putting us all into chains," Hannah said leading the 
way to the bathroom.

Everyone followed except Louise and Marilyn who took 
Hannah's statement to be too much like an order, and in 
their minds only one person could give them orders.

Seeing they weren't moving, Ron went over to them and 
said, "Go take a bath now! You are to take a good 
shower every day! Cleanliness is important to me, as is 
proper nutrition! I don't want to own any dirty of 
malnutrition bitches is that understood!"

"Yes Master," Marilyn said getting off the bed and 
kneeling at his right side.

Louise quickly followed and kneeling at his left side 
said, "Yes Master."

Ron got up and grabbing them both by their hairs pulled 
them up on their feet and SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

He gave them each two hard spanks on each of their butt 
cheeks and said, "Remember that because if I ever have 
to waste my time telling either of you to do something 
you know you should or could do, you can both find 
yourselves a new Master! Now go take that bath! And I 
don't want anyone to know you're my slaves yet so act 
natural in there understand!"

"Yes Master," they both said happily.

Ron had waited for everyone else to go through the door 
before confronting his new slaves, he knew his one true 
beloved slave wouldn't dare come back to question why 
he was taking his time, however, he was starting to 
worry a little about how he was going to explain to her 
that he'd picked up two more slaves.

In a normal master/slave relationship, a slave gained 
pride with every new slave their master picked up, but 
his relationship with Hannah had never been a normal 
master/slave one.

When he walked into the bathroom he found Louise and 
Marilyn waiting to see where in the bathtub he would 
sit. Everyone was already there, and he was a little 
cross at seeing that Hannah had taken the liberty of 
positioning herself between Jerry and Henry. He knew 
there was something about this place that turned her 
into a more aggressive and decisive person, but still, 
she knew he'd be in, she could have waited like his two 
new slaves. His dislike must have shown on his face 
because Hannah threw him an inquisitive look. However, 
the look she gave him was not a 'have I done something 
wrong' look, it was a 'why are you mad, look what 
you're standing between look.

The look Hannah gave him angered Ron and putting his 
arms around Louise and Marilyn he led them into the 
water positioning himself between them and with their 
heads on his chest, he started playing with their 
breasts, pinching them aggressively and making his new 
pets moan.

Hannah shot him another look, one that clearly said, 
"how dare you" and before they themselves understood 
what was happening, Jerry and Harry each found 
themselves with their mouths on one of Hannah's breasts 
and, though her hands were under the bubbly water, it 
was pretty obvious what she had in them.

Ron cast Hannah a nasty look and grabbing Louise sat 
her right on his cock and finding her opening under the 
water began clearly pumping away. He then leaned to his 
side and started swapping spit vigorously with Marilyn 
while continuing to pinch her tits.

Hannah growled and leapt on Henry's lap, she turned and 
started riding him side saddle and leaned back onto 
Jerry's shoulder and encouraged him to lean over and 
start kissing her while Henry's cock pumped busily in 
her.

By now, the other four people in the bath tub had 
caught on that something more than a bathing was taking 
place, they didn't really understand the battle between 
Ron and Hannah, but they wanted in on the action 
because it was getting them excited.

Martha pulled Jennifer onto her lap and grabbing a bar 
of soap started soaping up Jenny's boobs taking time to 
squeeze and stretch the nipples.

Once she had Jenny's boobs thoroughly clean, she 
brought the soap between Jenny's legs and started 
slowly soaping up her cunt and ass, at times actually 
fucking Jenny with the bar of soap.

Seeing this, Annie threw Harry Fuller a very wicked 
look that stated, "I don't care if you're gay, I need a 
cock now and, since yours is the only one available, it 
is mine!" Annie straddled Harry's cock and started 
riding him deep and hard.

Hannah whispered something to Henry and then getting 
off his lap she straddled Jerry's in a face to face 
position letting his cock slide deep in her cunt. She 
then grabbed a bar of soap and as she hugged and kissed 
him, she soaped up his back and neck while he pumped 
her pussy. Henry had also grabbed a bar of soap and 
kneeling behind Hannah began soaping up her back and 
neck. Like Jerry, Henry was also pumping with a steady 
rhythm, and it was pretty obvious what he was pumping 
was her ass.

Ron whispered some instructions to Louise, and as she 
got off him, he pulled Marilyn on to his cock in the 
same face to face position Jerry and Hannah were in. 
Ron continued kissing Marilyn, and Louise (having 
gotten a bar of soap) started soaping both Ron and 
Marilyn's backs.

Everyone continued in this erotic bathing until one by 
one everyone in the bathtub had cum, the water they 
were in quickly filled with both male and female 
juices. They soon found it necessary to drain the water 
and refill the tub to get a quick rinsing off.

"Wow," Martha said as she stepped out to dry up, "That 
was the greatest bath I've ever had."

"I know what you mean, Sis," Henry said, "I hope we can 
take another like it sometime."

"I doubt you'll find another bathtub like this to take 
it in," Annie said enviously.

"This place is amazing," Jenny said.

Soon Ron and Hannah had everyone ready to return to the 
real world, and making sure everyone had their masks 
tightly secure, they prepared to lead them down the 
steps. Hannah made a quick check of the game room to 
confirm that everyone was there and it was safe to open 
the trap door. She did this by using her cell phone PC, 
the pocket computer version of the surveillance system 
program had been added to all their cell phones. 
Confirming that everyone was in the game room, she 
opened the trap door and they lead everyone down slowly 
and very carefully. Hannah was smiling at Ron now, but 
he was in no way smiling at her.

Hannah gave him a 'oh come on, we were just having fun' 
look, but he gave her a furious look that made her 
tremble.

Once they had everyone on the second floor and the 
attic stairs once again hidden, they lead the guests to 
the stairs and before going down Hannah said, "you can 
all take your masks off now."

As they did, everyone looked around for the stairs they 
had just climbed and come down from, but all they saw 
was a corridor with two bedroom doors.

The quests quickly went down to join the others in the 
game room, Hannah, however, lingered behind to talk to 
Ron.

"I'm sorry," she said, "please don't be angry with me 
master."

Hannah had her collar in her hand and was about to put 
it on when Ron grabbed it from her and looking angrily 
at her said, "Never call me master again!"

Looking down the stairs he saw Louise and Marilyn 
waiting for him and he said, "You two, get up here 
now!"

Running up they joined him and Marilyn, bowing her head 
said questionably, "Yes Master?"

"What can we do for you Master," asked Louise.

SLAP! Ron hit Louise hard across the face and said, 
"Never ask me what you can do for me! When I want you 
to do something I'll tell you and you just do it! 
Understand?"

"Yes Master," They both said joyously and with love in 
their eyes.

"Good, now let's go," he said putting his arm around 
their shoulders, "I wanted us to stay together!" They 
went down without once looking back at Hannah.

Hannah was so shocked that she just stood there for 
several minutes staring down the stairs after them.

Slowly, however, it began to sink in, "rejected," she 
said to herself, tears starting to flood her eyes. 
"I've been rejected!" She ran to her room and jumping 
on the bed pulled the sheets completely over herself 
and just started to cry bitterly and without stopping.


Chapter Eighteen – Game Room Uses


Ron walked into the game room with his arms still 
around his new slaves, their heads on his shoulder and 
everyone, Ana and Lana in particular, gave him a 
curious look.

"So what games do we have scheduled for this morning," 
Ron asked looking at Lana.

Lana looked at him coldly, she shot Marilyn and Louise 
some angry looks, but they could not care less what 
anybody but their master thought of them. "Where is 
Hannah," Lana asked strongly.

Casting Lana an equally cold stare, Ron said, "Your pet 
overexerted herself a bit during that bath, you may 
remember she had a pretty long and fulfilling night, I 
think all the activity has caught up with her a bit."

"Where is she," Lana repeated strongly, she had not 
missed Ron's failure to call Hannah 'my pet'.

"She's fine, I'm sure. She's probably in her room 
sleeping."

Lana knew things weren't as simple as Ron was making 
them out, but she knew that Hannah probably was okay, 
and she still had a house full of guests to entertain, 
she'd deal with Ron and Hannah after the party was 
over.

Going to the front of the room so she could address 
everyone she said, "There are too many of us to play a 
good game of strip poker, not that any of us has 
anything on to take off, so, I dug up an old family 
game I use to love.

She produced a small red square box and started passing 
them all large boards.

"Pokeno boards," Ron questioned.

"Oh, I like Pokeno," Martha said, "it's just like Bingo 
and Poker combined almost. Can I get the Ace of Spades 
center board?"

"Everyone plays with the board they get. There's only 
one board with a name on it."

"And which would that be," John asked.

She showed him her board, labeled 'A-3' on the bottom. 
There was a name on the top of the board, 'The Orgasm 
Queen' and the card in the center was the Queen of 
Hearts.

Going over to her, Ron grabbed the rest of the boards 
from her and she gave him an angry look, he searched 
through the boards until finding what he was looking 
for, and seeing a marker in the Pokeno box, grabbed it 
and wrote something on the board. He then handed her 
back the other boards and said, "Now there are two 
boards with names on them," and turning the board, 
labeled 'D-4' on the bottom, Lana saw that he had 
written 'The Master of Love' above and that the King of 
Hearts, was in the center. She shot him another angry 
look but continued passing around the rest of the 
boards.

"Now, this is how we will play this," Lana said. "There 
are two regular prizes to try for and one grand prize 
to hope for. The first prize is the right to pick one 
of these special cards," she said producing a deck of 
cards with couples in various sexual positions on top. 
"The person who's center card is called first wins that 
prize. The second prize is the right to participate in 
whatever the card says; the first to reach Pokeno wins 
that."

"What if the person that gets the center card is the 
same person that gets Pokeno," John asked.

"A double win gives you the right to not only pick the 
card, but to pick for yourself who to share it with."

"Cool," Henry said unconsciously throwing Annie Styles 
a lustful look.

"What's the grand prize you mentioned," Katrina asked.

"Well, it's a grand prize because it is so hard to 
get," Lana explained, "and it is won only if a person 
can get the four corner cards on their board," she 
pointed out the 'Jack of Clubs', 'Jack of Spades' 'Nine 
of Clubs' and 'King of Spades' on her own board, 
"before anyone has reached Pokeno."

"And what exactly is the grand prize," Harry Fuller 
asked.

"Well, think of it this way," Lana said grinning 
evilly, "you are one of the corners, and the three 
other corners are any 3 players you choose, and the 
final goal is to try and fill as many holes as possible 
at once."

"Now that sounds just yummy," someone said from the 
stairs. All turned their heads and were shocked to see 
Amy standing there totally nude. She had not been seen 
by any of the guests in her birthday suit until now.

"Amy," Lana said, "what are you doing here?"

"Just bringing you your toys," she said showing them a 
large bag, "thought you might need it, especially if 
some of the girls would like something more than a 
tongue to fill someone's hole with." She pulled a 
harness out of the bag with a hole that could be filled 
by attaching various dildos, vibrators and faux cocks.

"Oh," Lana said, "yes, thank you Amy, that can be 
handy."

"Mind if I play," Amy said, "I notice you've got an 
empty chair that needs filling." She cast a look at the 
chair Hannah should have been in, "And I have got this 
poor empty cunt that needs filling," She bent over and 
gave them all a good look at her pussy, widening her 
stance so that it opened up and dripped cunt juice on 
the steps.

"Amy," Lana said, "you know this is a special party."

"Oh right," Amy said pulling a sheet of paper out of 
the bag as well, "safety awareness isn't it, well I do 
have my documentation that I am safe."

Lana looked at her crossly and said, "What a 
coincidence that you just happen to be walking around 
with that."

"Lana, we don't mind if she stays," John said.

There was suddenly an uproar of echoes like, "yeah, 
please join us,"; "we don't mind,"; "we'd love to help 
fill that poor empty hole,"; "will you marry me?"

Everyone turned and looked at Jerry Clinton, the last 
to speak, his eyes were focused hard and directly on 
Amy's totally bald, juice dripping cunt, and he didn't 
seem to notice what he had just said.

Everyone broke into laughter and even Lana had to smile 
and finally said, "Oh alright, we do have an empty 
seat, but you get the 'A-1' board. That's the one with 
the Ace of Spades in the center."

"Hey," Martha said crossly but bit her lip.

"That because my name starts with an 'A'," Amy asked.

"No," Lana answered, "that's because any of these guys 
that ends up having sex with you will probably die of 
pleasure before it's over."

Amy smiled and, grabbing the board handed to her, took 
Hannah's empty seat.

"The last and final rule, and the most important rule 
is that if you're in the game, you're in it 100%. What 
do I mean by that? I mean if you accept to play, you 
accept that you can end up being chosen as anybody's 
prize the same way anybody can be chosen by you. If 
anyone has any medieval concepts about male/female only 
interaction, this is your last chance to back out and 
go home, so, is anybody out, or are we all in?"

Some of the guests, boys mostly, looked a little 
nervous at the sudden realization that they might have 
to end up performing sexual acts with another guy, but 
then Amy 'accidentally' dropped her board and standing 
up she bowed down to pick it up standing once more with 
her legs widely apart, so that everyone behind her once 
more got a good look, and even clearer look this time, 
of that beautiful dripping pussy of hers, and any 
doubts about playing the game flew away. Nobody wanted 
to miss the chance to win that prize!

"Good," Lana said when nobody left, "we can begin 
then." Pulling out a regular deck of playing cards she 
shuffled it several times and started drawing cards.

The fifth card she called was the 'Jack of Spades' and 
John called, "Center!"

Lana said, "Great, our first winner, you'll be drawing 
the card at the end of the round." She then continued 
calling cards until Louise screamed, "Oh that's my 
card! Pokeno!" but then she suddenly lowered he head 
and her eyes shifted toward Ron next to her.

Talking to both her and Marilyn he ordered, "just 
follow the rules of the game."

John and Louise went up to the front and Lana grabbed 
the special deck and, opening them like a fan, 
presented them to John in a 'pick a card, any card' 
way.

John picked a card from the right end and turning it 
around saw a picture of a woman sitting in a chair with 
a guy presenting his cock to her mouth; above the 
picture it said 'Who's Your Daddy"; under the picture 
it had an 'S'. John looked questionably at Lana.

"The title is the name of a sexual position, the 
picture gives a demonstration of it and the 'S' stands 
for suck, so she just has to suck you for around 5 
minutes. If it had been a 'B' it would have stood for 
blowjob and she'd have had to keep going until you 
came. So get to it guys, this first one is pretty 
easy." John pulled up a chair for Louise to sit in and 
when she was ready, presented his cock to her mouth, 
hesitating she looked over at Ron again and he gave her 
a reassuring nod. She then opened up her mouth and 
swallowed John's cock.

Louise was actually an incredible cock sucker, and like 
Hannah and Katrina, she was a true cum whore, she loved 
it and couldn't get enough of it. She was really 
working John's cock, licking every part of it with her 
tongue, using her lips to truly suction him in while 
she sucked, occasionally using her teeth to scrape the 
rim of his cock head and once in a while gently biting 
it."

When Lana told them their time was up, Louise screamed, 
"No!" and looked totally depressed, she had been 
looking forward to a good cocktail. John in no way 
looked happy about having to cut this short either.

"Sorry," Lana said, "Maybe your master will throw you a 
bone later," she said this last part very coldly, 
Louise, however, didn't seem to notice.

In the second round, at the drawing of the very first 
card, 'the queen of clubs', Martha said, "That's me, 
center!"

Lana nodded an acknowledgement and continued calling 
cards until Ana screamed, "Pokeno!"

Standing up, Martha and Ana quickly walked up to the 
front and Martha chose a card from the center of the 
fan.

The card Martha chose showed two people in the classic 
69 position, it was titled '69' and had an 'O' under 
the picture.

"The 'O' stands for orgasm you have to suck each other 
to orgasm."

"And where exactly do we do this," Ana said.

"Yeah," Martha agreed, "this floor doesn't look too 
comfortable."

Amy spoke up and said, "Well what do you think the pool 
table is for, to play Pool?"

Martha and Ana smiled, and climbing on the pool table, 
Martha took the bottom while Ana lay on her facing her 
cunt. Ana then buried her face in Martha's twat and 
began exploring it with her tongue. Martha moaned when 
she felt Ana's excellent cunningulus skills, and 
wanting to instantly repay the favor pulled Ana's cunt 
onto her mouth and started sucking away. Martha let her 
tongue swirl in Ana's pussy, trying to get a full 
taste, mentally comparing it to Jenny and Hannah the 
only other girls she'd as far tasted. "God she's so 
sweet," Martha thought, "it's like drinking sugar." 

She gave a little squeal when she felt Ana insert two 
then three fingers in her pussy while gluing her mouth 
to Martha's clit. Martha realized how incredibly good 
it felt and decided if it was good for her, it would be 
good for Ana too; she therefore, inserted three fingers 
in Ana's hole and started pumping in and out in a nice 
steady rhythm, she then began teasing and finally truly 
sucking Ana's clit.

The other guests were very noticeably excited, and 
Marilyn and Louise were even fingering each other, but 
the boys mostly looked like the scene alone would make 
them pop. "What is it about, girl on girl action that 
drives guys so wild," Lana wondered.

Finally, after around 10 to 15 minutes of the show, 
both Ana and Martha let themselves go, flowing freely 
into each others mouths and lapping up the prize.

There was an incredible round of applause as John went 
over and helped first Ana, then Martha off the table 
and back to their chairs.

As they began the next round, everyone was looking 
determined to be a winner. Lana called the first few 
cards, then, the sixth card she picked, she gave a sour 
look and her eyes revealed a powerful anger. She looked 
like she wanted to rip the card up, but finally she 
said, 'King of Hearts'."

"Center," Ron called with a smirk, knowing well that 
Lana didn't want him to win anything at all; less for 
him to win something before her.

Lana continued calling cards until, to her utter 
disgust, Ron yelled out, "and that is Pokeno!"

Ron went up to Lana with a smug look and Lana felt like 
slapping him across the face, she held off though, 
remembering the last time the 'Orgasm Queen' had tried 
to confront the 'Master' at the moment they were tied 
one to one and preferred it stay like that for now. At 
least until they didn't have a house full of witnesses 
if she ended up on a dog leash again.

Ron pulled a card and it showed a woman laying on the 
bed with her twat and ass just on the edge, there was a 
man standing over her pumping his cock in and out of 
her, 'Bedside Bravado' was the positions name and below 
the picture was an 'A + MO'.

Ron looked inquisitively at Lana, "this position can be 
used for either vaginal or anal sex, one guess which 
you have."

"I take it the 'MO' stands for male orgasm."

"Well it sure doesn't stand for 'Money Order'," Lana 
said coldly, "you'll need to choose a partner, since 
it's anal it doesn't matter who you pick."

Ron gave a look at everyone there Louise and Marilyn 
actually stood up in hopes their master would call one 
of them. Ron however turned back around and grabbing 
Lana by the hand said, "Come on, it's time to claim my 
prize."

This time Lana actually did try to slap Ron, but he 
caught her other hand and holding her arms behind her 
head whispered, "Now, now, you know the rules, you 
invented them, 'if you accept to play you accept that 
you can become anybody's prize', well 'Queen' you are 
my prize. You wouldn't want the guests to think you 
can't follow your own rules would you?"

Lana calmed down a little, but the look of loathing and 
total hate in her eyes only intensified.

Pulling her hands away from Ron she said, "I can get 
there myself, unlike total nut case bitches, I don't 
need a master leading me around."

"Lana," Ron said mischievously, "you shouldn't talk 
about your sister that way."

Reaching the pool table and jumping on the edge Lana 
looked at him defiantly and said, "Just remember what I 
told you last time, if you have in any—"

Ron didn't let her finish, he pushed her back and 
slammed his cock deep in her cunt pile driving in and 
out several times, making sure his penis rubbed her G-
spot every time. In mere moments she was under control.

He pulled out and just as quickly went to her other 
hole, with his cock nicely lubed with Lana's cunt 
juices, he went in fairly simply and began fucking 
Lana's ass at a steady pace.

At the same time he jammed 3 fingers into Lana's cunt 
and continued stimulating her G-spot, he wanted to make 
sure the 'Queen' stayed under his control until it was 
over.

"Louise, Marilyn, come here!" In a flash they were at 
his side. "Each of you, suck one of her boobs. I know 
this one, she can always us a little extra 
stimulation."

Lana shot him another look of disgust, but 
unfortunately the look of appreciation at his treatment 
of her overshadowed it.

"Louise, rub her neck while you suck that boob. 
Marilyn, pet her scalp and ears gently."

'The Master' now closed his thumb over Lana's clit and 
began rubbing while the fingers inside her twat never 
failed to work her G-spot.

Poor Lana suddenly found around 7 or 8 of her erogenous 
zones being attacked at once, and the sensations were 
incredible, unbearable, unbelievable, beautiful, "Oh 
no," Lana thought as she felt something, "no! I won't 
give him the pleasure—I—I—" suddenly she screamed as 
for the second time in her life, she ejaculated. To the 
awe of all those around, 'The Master' bent his head and 
gluing it to Lana's urethra, actually began to drink up 
the rare offering. This proved beyond support for Lana 
and she broke into a full body orgasm that lasted a 
full ten minutes before she lost consciousness for the 
next half-an-hour.

When Lana finally came to, she heard some cards being 
called, and slowly allowing the world to return, she 
realized that Ron was now in control (of the game that 
is) he was calling the cards and she heard Don scream, 
"Finally, Pokeno!"

Looking over, Lana saw Henry Wise (somewhat hesitantly) 
and Don (very excitedly) going up to Ron. Henry drew a 
card from the special deck and showed that it said 
'69'.

Don grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the 
Ping-Pong table (which they'd been using while Lana 
recovered) and pushing him on his back. Henry, who had 
been able to avoid any type of guy on guy action until 
now looked very nervous, however, as soon as he felt 
Don's mouth on his cock, he felt more at peace. This 
was nothing more than another mouth on his erect cock, 
a mouth that was as skilled in the art of giving a 
blowjob as any he'd every felt.

After a few minutes he felt comfortable enough to stick 
out his tongue and give Don's cock head a little taste, 
finding it in no way unpleasant, he gave it a few more 
licks, finally engulfing the whole thing and starting a 
serious blowjob himself.

Within minutes they were both really into it, Henry had 
never dreamed he'd enjoy another guy's cock, but he had 
to admit it wasn't bad.

After a few more minutes, both Don and Henry were on 
the edge, Don gave Henry's cock head a gentle bite, and 
Henry's cock suddenly grew in his mouth and exploded. 
As he drank up Henry's rich cream, he himself exploded. 
It took Henry by surprise at first and he choked a 
little, but he got used to the taste and the sensations 
and swallowed all the remaining cocktail joyously.

When the two of them finished, there was another round 
of applause and for the first time people noticed that 
Lana was back among them.

"Lana," Ron said smiling, "you're alive."

"Very funny," Lana said, still trying to sound angry, 
but unable to do anything but smile at him, "So, what 
did it taste like?"

"I was telling everyone it tasted like a pre-packaged 
version of 'Anderson Dressing'; a well mixed sample of 
something that tasted like imitation 'Pietro Cream', 
Lana juice and Lana Golden Juice (without the golden 
color of course), I was telling everyone how much I 
prefer the home made version better, you can control 
the percentage of the individual ingredients to exactly 
your taste when you mix them yourself."

"So have I missed much?"

"Three rounds before this one; Jerry and Harry got the 
'Doggy Style Anal', Marilyn and Annie the 'Doggie Style 
Vaginal' and Katrina and Jenny the 'Missionary'."

"Wow," Lana said, bummed at having missed so much 
action, "so Jerry and Harry, who—"

"Jerry was kind enough to give Harry what he wanted, a 
cock up his butt."

"And Annie and Marilyn?"

"Annie made excellent use of one of the harnesses and a 
rather extra large faux cock Amy provided."

"I guess Katrina and Jenny did too."

"Are you kidding," Katrina said sounding insulted, yet 
smiling. She got up and went over to where Lana's legs 
were still hanging off the edge of the pool table (she 
might have been back, but she still hadn't mustered 
enough strength to sit up), "since when have I needed a 
faux cock to screw a girl," and lifting Lana's legs 
over her shoulders, she positioned he larger than large 
clit at Lana's opening and started pumping furiously.

"Hey you two," Ron said, "we're still in the middle of 
a game. There's plenty of time for that later. We're 
going to play on last round and then break for lunch. 
This round doesn't end until someone wins the grand 
prize, so do not clear your boards even when someone 
calls 'Pokeno'." He looked over at Lana and said, "You 
playing?"

"I think I still need to rest," Lana said laying her 
head back.

"Okay then," Ron said, "let's get started." And 
shuffling the cards he started calling them out. The 
second card was the 'Jack of Clubs'.

"I don't believe it," Jason said, "finally, center!"

They kept going until they heard someone say, "Oh no! 
Pokeno!" Everyone looked over to see who could have 
sounded so disappointed about winning. "But he's my 
brother!" Debbie said. Everyone, the Anderson kids in 
particular, were giving her a 'you've got to be 
kidding' look, "my real brother," she added noticing 
their stares.

When they didn't stop looking at her as if she were 
crazy she said, "Oh alright, it's not like Katrina 
hasn't made me fuck him before!"

"Great," Ron said, "but first we keep playing to see 
who gets the grand prize." He kept calling cards and 
eventually several of the guests were mumbling, "just 
one more come on, come on."

"Corners!" Amy said as Ron announced, "my card the 
'King of Hearts'."

"Wow," Ron said, "I guess I'm pretty lucky for you."

"Don't try to get me to pick you." Amy said, "I want 
some new blood!"

"Fine," Ron said, "but first Jason and Debbie need to 
take their prizes."

Going up Jason picked a card and it read, 'Cowgirl' and 
showed a picture of a woman riding a guy's cock as he 
played with her tits. Jason walked over to the Ping-
Pong table and lying down had his cock point straight 
up. Debbie got on and mounting her steed, couldn't 
quite hide how happy she felt to finally have a cock in 
her wet cunt, even if it was her brothers. She started 
riding up and down quickly, and then, as if she were on 
a real horse, she tilted forward a little allowing her 
little brother easy access to her tits.

"Hi Oh Silver!" She screamed as she started getting 
really, really excited and felt the pressure mounting, 
she rode harder and faster until she felt Jason explode 
within her, it always felt unreal to feel the showers 
of warm cum filling her, the sensation was enough to 
send her into orgasm too and for a few minutes she felt 
that blissful, peaceful feeling wash over her body.

Debbie collapsed on her brother who, hugging her, said, 
"who was that masked woman?" Before, pretty much, 
passing out himself.

Now the moment had arrived for Amy to claim her grand 
prize. Since Debbie and Jason didn't look like they 
were abandoning the Ping-Pong table for a while, Lana 
got off the pool table.

"So Amy, have you made your choices," Ron said.

"Yes, Mr. Wise (right?), yes, you will be on the pool 
table face up and feed my poor hungry cunt; Mr. 
Clinton, you did such a great job with Mr. Fuller's 
ass, you can stand at the table's edge and do the same 
for mine, and since I would like a good portion of cunt 
juice filling my mouth right now, I'd like to borrow 
your Miss Carson, she can kneel before me while I 
drink. That okay with you?"

"Works for me," Ron said smiling, "except it might be 
easier for Jerry to be on the table and do your ass 
from there while Henry fills your cunt from the edge of 
the table, that way my sla—I mean Louise can directly 
kneel over your face insuring you don't waste any of 
that precious juice you want to drink."

"You are a 'Master of Love' aren't you," Amy said, 
"that will definitely work better."

"Okay," Ron said, "Jerry, on the table, stay close to 
the edge." When both Jerry and Henry were pumping away 
at Amy's bottom holes, Ron ordered, "Louise, get up 
there and squat over her face! Make sure she gets full 
access to your juice machine!"

"Yes Master," Louise said climbing quickly on the table 
and squatting over Amy's face, facing Amy's feet, until 
she could feel Amy's tongue deeply exploring her cunt. 
For balance, Louise leaned forward and grabbed hold of 
Amy's breasts wish she began to kneed and pinch. Amy 
gave a low moan into Louise's twat and it sent shivers 
up her spine. Louise felt happy because she felt it 
signified she was doing a good job and her master would 
be proud of her.

Henry and Jerry, in the meantime, were in absolute 
heaven, no one had more control of her vaginal and anal 
muscles than Amy, and she could have perfect control of 
them all at once. If Henry and Jerry thought they had 
had sex before, they were learning a much different 
lesson now. By controlling the pressure her respective 
holes exerted, tongue in cunt included, she was 
actually able to control when her hole fillers came. 

If she felt they were getting too near, too soon, she 
simply reduced the pressure, if she thought they were 
tapering off a bit, she would give them a super surge 
of pressure that would pop their eyes, and soon, she 
felt they were all ready, and with a sudden increase of 
pressure on all fronts, she suddenly had cum exploding 
throughout her body. Cum in her twat, cum in her ass, 
cum of the female variety in her mouth; Amy was in 
bliss and with total satisfaction, she allowed herself 
to join those that were cumming; she then thought to 
herself, "Now this is what I needed!"


Chapter Nineteen – The OHPF Club


Ron ordered his new pets to clean Amy up so she could 
make them all some lunch. While Louise drained Henry's 
cum from her twat, Marilyn performed a little 
analingulus to drain her ass of Jerry's seed.

As soon as she was cleaned up, she headed for the 
kitchen; she had actually already prepared lunch and 
simply needed to heat everything up in the microwave. 

While waiting, most of the guests took some time to 
play a few of the regular games found in the game room 
(sex free); Lana, however, decided it was time to go up 
and check on Hannah. Going into their room, Lana at 
first thought that it was empty, then she heard low 
sobs coming from the bed and realized that Hannah was 
under the sheets. Pulling the sheets away she found an 
extremely red-eyed and distraught Hannah sobbing 
bitterly.

"Oh Honey," Lana said upset, "have you been crying here 
since you finished your bath?"

Hannah didn't speak and Lana tried to calm her by 
offering her a boob to suck for a while. Hannah 
however, didn't feel she deserved to be calmed and 
refused it.

"Hannah, you have to stop crying and tell me what 
happened. What did that creep do to you?"

Hannah however seemed to have lost her will to do 
anything but cry. "Oh come on Honey, this has to stop, 
you look like Winky in HP book 4." A light suddenly 
flashed in Lana's eyes and she noticed for the first 
time that Hannah wasn't wearing her precious collar, 
"That's it isn't it, he set you free."

"He rejected me!" Hannah screamed, thinking it 
ludicrous to compare rejection with freedom.

Lana suddenly remembered what Ron's first words to her 
had been when she first asked about Hannah. She 
realized that the last thing Hannah needed at the 
moment was a loving sister, what she really needed was—
"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP, YOU STUPID BITCH! STOP CRYING LIKE 
SOME BABY!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Hannah shut up immediately and bowed her head.

"Now, tell me exactly what happened, Bitch, because if 
you don't belong to Ron anymore then I'm reclaiming you 
and you are my slave now!"

SLAP!

"Do you understand that Bitch!?!"

When Hannah didn't respond quickly enough, Lana grabbed 
her by the hair and pulled her face down over her lap.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"When I ask you a question whore, I want you to answer 
instantly, now do you understand that I own your sorry 
ass now!"

"Yes Master," Hannah said.

"I own your cunt!" Lana said sticking three fingers 
brutally in Hannah's pussy and starting to pump. "I own 
your mouth!" As she said this she pulled Hannah down by 
the hair so that Hannah's mouth was on Lana's pussy, 
which Hannah instantly started to suck. "And I own this 
ass!" Bending over Lana started to lick and suck 
Hannah's asshole occasionally tongue fucking it, while 
the fingers of her hand were still busy in Hannah's 
pussy. 

Soon she heard Hannah moaning and felt her tensing up, 
Hannah was redoubling her effort on Lana's pussy, she 
felt it would be wrong for a simple slave like her to 
cum before her master had cum. Hannah bit Lana's clit 
and felt her master start to cum, gluing her mouth to 
Lana's hole she drunk and drunk her master's majestic 
juices. Feeling she had accomplished her mission, 
Hannah allowed herself to finally cum also, and she 
felt a blissful peace and joy she had not felt since 
Ron rejected her.

When both had come down from their sexual highs, Lana 
once more grabbed Hannah by the hair and lying back in 
the bed herself, pulled Hannah on top of her and 
locking legs around Hannah's, squeezed her tightly 
against her body kissing her passionately, but at the 
same time dropping a hand to one of Hannah's boobs and 
pinching it painfully. Hannah was suddenly in a joyous 
place again.

Finally, Lana released Hannah and said strongly, "Now I 
command you to tell me what happened!"

Hannah told her everything and said, "It was my fault, 
I defied him and actually attempted to humiliate him; 
how could I have done that? How could I think he would 
consider me a loyal faithful slave after trying 
something like that?"

"Honey, you did a lot more than that the last time you 
had him up there."

"No!" SLAP! SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me, what I 
mean is, the last time he was there, it wasn't me, it 
was the 'Mistress of Pain' and my master," SLAP! SLAP! 
SLAP! "I'm sorry Master, forgive me! Please! I meant to 
say that Ron accepted that it wasn't me. But this time, 
there was no costume, there was no mask, there was only 
me not acting like a slave should act in the presence 
of—a former master."

"Go get washed up! You look horrid, I expect you to 
join us downstairs. I want you to eat before we leave 
for the studio, and I want you to remember everything 
your former master told you to do, nothing has changed 
except for the fact that I own you now! Is that 
understood?"

"Yes Master," Hannah said getting out of bed and 
heading to the bathroom.

Lana went downstairs and found Ron with his cell phone 
in his hand. "Nice beating," he said smiling, "you may 
become a real master, yet."

"I hate having to be that brutal with her." Lana said 
guiltily. "One of the reasons I gave in so easily when 
you took her from me was because I knew I could never 
be a true master. Thanks for telling me what to do 
though; I was a little slow understanding when you 
called her my pet."

"Thanks for taking care of her but," Ron walked over to 
Lana and giving her a tender 'I love you, sis' kiss' he 
said, "You know it's only temporary right?"

"I thought as much, but what's really up? Why make her 
suffer through the thought that you're rejecting her if 
you're not?"

"Well, for one thing she did need to learn a serious 
lesson; if she wants to use me as a toilet while 
pretending to be a dog, that's fine; if she wants to 
completely dominate me while pretending to be a totally 
different person, that's fine too, but she needed to 
remember that when we are just being ourselves, I am 
her master and I expect her to behave as my slave 
should behave. 

"But the truth is that there aren't many ways to get a 
true submissive to accept taking orders from someone 
else for a while and I need to make sure she'll get the 
attention she deserves. Except for the 'Mistress of 
Pain', the 'Orgasm Queen' is the only other person in 
this house capable of doing that for a little while. I 
need her taken care of because I'll have my hands full 
during that time with Louise and Marilyn. I have to 
figure out how to get rid of them without eventually 
upsetting Dad's boss or the Consultant to Dad's boss."

"Well, good luck with that," Lana said, "you're going 
to need it."

"Yeah, I probably am, and here, you'll need this," he 
handed Lana a very nice dog collar with a gold engraved 
license that simple said in big bold letters, "HANNAH".

"Thanks," Lana said, "and by the way, thanks for that 
super incredible orgasm earlier," she smiled lovingly 
at him.

"Well, I knew you'd be taking care of my favorite pet 
for a while," Ron said smiling, "I thought I should 
give you a good payment in advance and a promise of 
much more like it if you do a good job."

***

The rest of the party, from Saturday afternoon to early 
Sunday morning went pretty much in the same way; with 
an incredible mixture of live music (provided by 
Triplet X Love Times 2 – now known to their fans a 
TXLT2), incredible videos, mind-blowing sex games, and 
uncountable, unending orgasms. Not to mention of course 
that everyone in the group grew incredibly close during 
the two nights the party lasted.

On Sunday morning Lana made a shocking announcement, 
"I'd like everybody to get fully dressed please."

"What," Henry Wise said unbelieving, he was in the 
middle of screwing Annie Styles. The others throughout 
the studio, who were in the middle of similar 
activities, echoed Henry's feelings.

"We're going to have a meeting in one hour, and we will 
be having some guests from the school staff. After the 
meeting, we'll officially end the party with one mind 
blowing super orgy."

"Hasn't this entire party been one mind blowing super 
orgy?" As Annie Styles said this she broke out 
giggling.

"Not officially," Lana said smiling mischievously.

"I can't wait to see what an official one looks like 
then," Harry Fuller said.

"Did you say someone from the school staff was coming 
here?" Debbie asked looking a bit worried.

"Yes, Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark will be joining us for 
the meeting, and, though it's probably not necessary, 
I'd prefer the meeting be held with everyone wearing 
clothes, it would seem a little more official."

As everyone started getting their clothes, the rest of 
the Anderson kids gathered around Lana.

"You invited Patty here," Ana said angrily, "do you 
know the trouble she could get into if someone mentions 
this meeting?"

"No less than Randy," Lana said, "and don't worry, I 
very much doubt anyone will mention this meeting."

"Why don't you tell us what's going on?" Don said, "We 
know you've had some master plan since you first sent 
out the invitations to this party, don't you think it's 
time to fill us in on it?"

"My master plan," Lana said, "has been to have loads of 
safe sex. Wouldn't you agree that it's been working 
fine?"

Smiling, John turned to the others and said, "We can't 
argue with that. What say we just let her finish 
whatever she's up too?"

The others gave differing levels of consent and went to 
find some clothes to put on.

*** 

An hour later, everyone was sitting in front of the big 
screen and it seemed like a normal club, gathering for 
a normal meeting.

Lana stepped up to the front of the room and Hannah 
(wearing her brand new collar proudly under her blouse) 
sat at the computer.

"I've gathered you all here today to talk to you about 
one of the most wonderful, beautiful things on this 
earth," giving Hannah a nod one word came on the screen 
'SEX', "However," Lana continued, "being the most 
glorious thing under Heaven, recent conditions have 
also turned it into one of the most dangerous and 
troublesome things." Giving Hannah a nod, an underlined 
heading zoomed across the screen, 'STD' followed 
quickly by two underlined sub-headings: 'Curable' and 
'Incurable' under curable appeared the words: 
Chlamydia, gonorrhea, PID, Syphilis, and 
Trichomoniasis. On the other side of the screen, under 
the 'Incurable' heading were the words: Genital herpes, 
genital warts, hepatitis B, HIV, and AIDS.

"These are just a few of the hundreds of dangers that 
lovers of sex face on a daily basis," Lana said, "not 
to mention," she nodded at Hannah who hitting a key 
revealed a new slide showing a crying baby in the hands 
of an obviously agitated and depressed young mother, 
"unwanted pregnancy. The knowledge that these things 
exist is important, but can really end up dampening the 
joy that a good sex session can have. 

"Knowing that the morning after pill is only effective 
75% of the time and that the regular pill is only 92% 
to 95% effective can be worrisome sometimes when you 
want to feel that rush of warm hot cum flowing in your 
pussy. But what can a sex lover do? The answer to truly 
enjoying sex is to make sex as stress free as possible 
by eliminating as many of the factors that make sex 
dangerous as possible. Have you all enjoyed yourself 
here these last two nights?"

There were loud echoes of, "Yes", "Beyond belief" and 
"Do you even have to ask".

Lana continued, "And am I mistaken in assuming that one 
of the things that made it so awesome was the fact that 
you all knew that everyone here was 100% safe to fuck 
and you had no worries of getting ill?"

Everyone around the room began to nod their agreements 
accepting the fact that if they did not know that, the 
last two days would have been worrisome rather than the 
unspeakable fun it was.

Dr. Lewis and Prof. Clark were in the back of the 
studio observing all the guests.

"We can't do much about unwanted pregnancy," Lana said, 
"though I will tell you that if you use the pill 100% 
the way it is supposed to be used (which no one ever 
does) it can be up to 99% effective. A sex lover that 
truly never wants to worry about it can use more 
permanent methods like a vasectomy of tying the tubes 
(I wouldn't recommend these for anyone who one day in 
their lives would like to have a child)."

Lana nodded to Hannah and she went back to the STD 
slide. "This, however, need never cramp your sex lives 
again, if you take the proper precautions. Someone told 
me that there is no way you can hope to have a multi-
sex partner sex life and hope to always stay clean. I 
think he's wrong!" She shot Dr. Lewis a defiant look.

"When two people are married, and they make vows to 
stay faithful to each other, and they comply with those 
vows, they needn't worry about contamination. But why 
does this only have to be true among two people? Can't 
three, four, ten, even a hundred people that are 
totally clean take a vow to be faithful only to each 
other and have the same result? This is my proposal, 
"she nodded at Hannah who pressing a key opened a new 
slide that read, 'The OHPF Club' "I want to found a new 
club at our school and I am inviting everybody here to 
join as the official first members."

"The OHPF Club," Louise said curiously, "what does it 
stand for?"

"Officially it would be registered as 'The Only Helpful 
Protection Forever Club, and since our motto would be 
'The only safe sex' people would assume us to be a new 
abstinence club, but abstinence," she said, shooting a 
look at Dr. Lewis, "is not safe sex, it is no sex."

"So unofficially," Ron said, "What does OHFP stand 
for?"

"Do you really have to ask," Lana said nodding at 
Hannah who instantly put a new slide on the screen, 
'The One Hundred Percent Fuckable Club'.

"You're right," Ron said smiling, "I shouldn't have had 
to ask."

"If you accept membership you would have to accept some 
very strict rules the first and foremost being that you 
would accept that your bodies belong to anybody in the 
club, just like any other members would belong to you. 
Second, that if possible you would have sex with 
absolutely no one but club members, though sex with 
another person that has up-to-date documented proof 
they are one hundred percent fuckable is acceptable 
(note that if you truly trust this person, you can 
recommend them for membership). Third, that if you do 
end up having some passionate one night stand with 
someone you are unsure is clean, you immediately turn 
in your club ID to one of the faculty advisors until 
you have gotten new updated test results proving you 
are still clean. Finally, even if you've stayed 
faithful to the rules, you will hand in a new updated 
test result every 3 months. Are there any questions?"

"How do you keep just anybody from joining a school 
club," Jenny asked.

"The OHPF club will be a private by invitation only 
club, which is why, unlike the normal public clubs that 
require only one faculty advisor of any sex, we would 
require two, one from each sex. Dr. Lewis and Prof. 
Clark have both suffered personal losses to the dangers 
we face, which is why I trust them to help us keep 
clean, because I for one am not going to stop having 
all the sex I want and need," Lana said once more 
looking defiantly at Dr. Lewis, "so if they want to 
help me stay clean, they'll have to do it by helping me 
make this club a success!"

Dr. Lewis shot her a smile and a small nod.

Patty looked over at Ana and smiled, then looking back 
at Lana also nodded her agreement to help.

Lana pulled out a box and pouring it contents on the 
table showed they were bracelets all with gold engraved 
plates that read, 'OHPF'. The bands of the bracelets 
were of three different colors.

"Why three different bands," Annie asked, "why not make 
them all completely the same?"

"Like I mentioned before, the first rule is that you 
belong to everybody, but eventually, even a bisexual 
has a preference who they might want to end up with in 
a serious relationship. The band colors signify what 
that preference is to you. Blue means you would 
eventually like a serious relationship with someone of 
the opposite sex, Green someone of the same sex, and 
red means you are a true bisexual and you will take 
true love from wherever it comes."

She pulled up the sleeve of her blouse to reveal that 
she was herself wearing a red band bracelet. We'll talk 
about things like election of officials, requirements 
of dues, and out of school activities at our first 
official meeting on Wednesday after school; we'll be 
meeting in the Sex. Ed. Classroom. I just want to 
mention that we have two junior members, Katrina and 
Jason Wilson, they are not in the high school this 
year, but they will be taking special Math classes 
there on Wednesdays; Junior H.S. math is proving 
unchallenging to them so they've been permitted the 
opportunity to sample H.S. math."

"Coincidentally on Wednesdays," John said suspiciously.

Lana smiled and said, "This meeting is now adjourned. 
Those that accept membership remain for the big OHPF 
initiation celebration, those who wish to decline 
membership can leave and we thank you for having been 
with us these incredible two nights."

She bowed and signaled that the membership bands should 
be taken.

People started to get up and take their bands; Lana was 
happy to see a few grab red ones, these included: 
Katrina, Annie, Henry and Ron.

"Well, red is my color," Ron said smiling when Lana 
gave him a weird look and smiled.

Harry, Jennifer and Ana all grabbed green ones of 
course; Lana was surprised, however, when she saw 
Martha Wise and Don grab green also.

The rest, Louise, Jerry, Marilyn, John, Debbie, Hannah 
and Jason all grabbed blue. Jason however seemed to 
take a long time deciding; Don gave him a disappointed 
look when he finally grabbed it and Jason lowered his 
head sadly to stare at the floor. Absolutely no one 
declined membership.

Lana then said, "now, if everyone will just get rid of 
these filthy clothes," she completely stripped, "let's 
celebrate the initiation of the OHPF club!"


Chapter Twenty - The World's Greatest Submissive


Dear Students:

As President of the OHPF Club I want to clearly inform 
all of you that OHPF is a private 'by invitation only' 
club.

Many have been asking me (too many) on a daily basis 
where you apply for membership, the answer is, "you can 
not apply!"

You can, however, comply with certain standards 
encouraged by the club and hope that it earns you 
recognition by one of our members; they in turn would 
recommend your name for an interview as a prospective 
member. Note that members have been told not to 
recommend anyone that asks to be recommended.

Since the motto of the OHPF is 'The Only Safe Sex' the 
first thing anyone hoping to catch the eye of one of 
our members should do is get an up-to-date STD test and 
have the documentation that proves you understand what 
safe sex is all about.

OHPF in no way condones the use of drugs, alcohol or 
cigarettes. The first two especially, drugs and alcohol 
can end up leading a person into unsafe and sometimes 
even unwanted sex. Anyone using any of these can be 
assured you will not receive a recommendation to join.

Thank you for your time in reading this letter, note 
that the email it has been sent from was only developed 
for this letter and will be cancelled immediately on 
the letter being sent. Do not therefore attempt to 
respond to it.

Thank you Again,

Lana Anderson

President of OHPF

There was an incredible surge in curiosity towards the 
new club at the school by the end of the first week. 
Lana's expectation that the faculty would accept the 
pseudo name, 'Only Helpful Protection Forever' and the 
motto 'The only safe sex' to indicate that the club was 
in fact an abstinence awareness club, proved right on 
the money; they were actually very proud of the large 
number of students enrolled as the original members. 

They were able to justify making it a private club by 
reasoning that their beliefs would bring much jeering, 
skepticism and even attacks from students who felt 
their ways were being attacked, and that to have an 
open meeting every week could end up hindering the 
important life lessons they wished to teach. The staff 
agreed that they needed to use all their available time 
to teach their lessons and not to chase away faux 
members.

The student body, however, was not so easily deceived. 
They'd heard the abstinence club rumor, but the fact 
that Harry Fuller and Jennifer Ramos, co-presidents of 
the Gay and Lesbian Society, and that Triplet X Love 
Times 2 were among the members made them doubt it 
somewhat.

They would constantly approach Lana (who had been voted 
official President of the club at the first meeting) in 
the halls and at lunch to request information on how to 
join. Tired of having to repeat the same thing over and 
over she sent the letter seen above to the entire 
student body under the subject 'From Lana Anderson, 
President of The OHPF Club'. 

The majority, if not all of the students, received it. 
Since the email address was created with the school 
server it was able to penetrate most anti-spam 
software. More importantly, everyone that got it, read 
it, hoping that it was an invitation to join the club.

After the email was sent, members of the OHPF were left 
in peace, though it was obvious that other students 
still had deep hope of gaining recognition and being 
asked to join.

Five new members were added in that first month though, 
Lana had asked the present members to recommend certain 
students they trusted and fit the clubs requirements 
when she heard a rumor about OHPF's method of student 
selection that really upset her.

The new members Jane Wesley, Aaron Brown, Le-Ann Ching, 
Wei-Lu Ce and Roberto Reyes were to make a statement, 
as much to the existing members, as to the rest of the 
student body that safe sex has nothing to do with race.

Jane Wesley and Aaron Brown were both afro-American, 
they were both tall, but Lana learned painfully at the 
final test for membership that Aaron was not only tall, 
he was BIG and she loved it. Le-Ann Ching and Wei-Lu Ce 
were two very incredibly hot and flexible oriental 
girls who blew the clubs review board away (before 
literally blowing all of them of course) by servicing 
themselves, like Amy could, until they came and not 
even showing a sign of strain on their muscles once 
they had finished drinking themselves dry. 

As for Roberto Reyes, well, have you ever heard the 
myth about the hot Latin lovers? Well all that can be 
said is that with Roberto, it was no myth. He was 
actually able to bring all three Anderson girls to 
powerful orgasms at the same time, by himself, while 
doing all the work.

Everything was going great for everyone, and everybody 
was totally happy.

Well almost everybody.

*** 

Amy walked into the girls' room one day after school to 
clean up and she heard some sobbing and turned 
startled, she hadn't noticed anyone when she came in.

Going over to the bed she pulled the covers and seeing 
Hannah crying she said, "Aren't you supposed to be at a 
club meeting today?"

"I wasn't feeling well," Hannah lied, "I asked my 
master permission to be absent."

"Really," Amy said, "just out of curiosity, what did 
they have scheduled today?"

"Nothing really," Hannah said, "just the regular 30 
minutes lecture on proper love making techniques 
followed by the hour-and-a-half of on hand practice 
with other members."

"And what specifically were today's lecture techniques 
focused on?" Amy said suspiciously.

Hannah pulled the sheet back over her head and began 
crying loudly again.

"Hannah," Amy said strongly, "I'm sure your master did 
not give you permission to come here and cry yourself 
silly! Now tell me what's wrong!"

The force with which Amy spoke to her made Hannah shut 
up and listen.

"Well," Amy said.

"Ron is showing the proper way to treat your favorite 
pet today. He couldn't really choose a favorite between 
Louise and Marilyn without upsetting the other, so they 
both get to receive his most brutal and glorious 
treatment."

"Still hasn't been able to find a way to dump them 
ehhh," Amy said.

"No," Hannah said angrily, "and it's been more than a 
month. They stick to him like glue wherever he goes. 
I'm sure you've noticed they practically live here. 
Neither wants to give Ron the opportunity to choose the 
other his favorite, so they make sure he's never alone 
with the other. Ron doesn't want to upset them by 
ordering them to give him some private time with the 
other so he's practically killing himself with non-stop 
threesomes." Hannah gave an angry scream, grabbed a cup 
by her bed and hurled it at the door of the restroom 
that connected the girls' room and boys' room. "And in 
the meantime," she screamed, "I'm stuck with Lana, who 
refuses to brutalize me daily, and prohibited me from 
having any alone time with Ron myself."

"He's still punishing you," Amy said sadly.

"He says he's not," Hannah said aggravated, "he says 
he's noticed how I have truly returned to my full 
submissive ways, and he'll be very proud of me when he 
reclaims me. The problem is he refuses to do that 
until, and I quote, 'I can give you the 100% attention 
that you deserve', end quote." She suddenly grabbed 
another item from the bedside table and was about to 
hurl it when Amy grabbed it from her and said, "Whoa 
girl, you have got to let go of some of that anger, you 
do not resemble a submissive slave of any nature at the 
moment, and if you recall, that is the kind of behavior 
that got you on probation with Ron in the first place."

Hannah started crying again and said, "but what am I 
suppose to do? How do I get rid of these aggressive 
feelings I'm having?"

"Well, why don't you start by strapping on your largest 
dildo and fucking me as brutally as you want, that will 
get some of the anger and aggression out of you and 
leave you free to be your submissive self again."

Hannah looked at her doubtfully; dominating her didn't 
seem the best route to submissiveness. "Amy I don't 
think I can do that."

"Then I order you to do it!" Amy said. "You are the 
family bitch aren't you? Right now my cunt needs some 
serious brutalizing and since you're the WHORE of 
everyone in this house I'm ordering you to do it NOW!"

Hannah jumped out of bed and ran to get one of her 
strap-ons, when she turned she found Amy sitting on the 
edge of the bed with her legs up on the bed and wide 
apart.

Hannah walked over and positioning the end of her dildo 
at the opening of Amy's twat, pushed in, slowly at 
first, but suddenly, the total fury of her aggravation 
took over and in one brutal thrust she buried herself 
until her pubic hair and Amy's hairless pubic area 
kissed. 

She then began pile driving in and out of Amy as if she 
were an annoying nail that refused to be hammered into 
the wall; before she herself realized what she was 
doing, Hannah was bending over Amy and biting (and I do 
mean biting) her tits. Amy screamed and an evil grin 
took over Hannah's face as she pulled out of Amy's cunt 
and in one thrust buried herself in Amy's ass, which 
she proceeded to give the same brutal treatment she'd 
been giving Amy's twat.

After around twenty minutes of this, Hannah suddenly 
slowed down and looking at Amy guiltily, pulled out of 
her ass.

"Hey," Amy said, "did I give you permission to stop. 
That felt awesome little Mistress."

Hannah shot her a scared look and said, "Don't call me 
that please. I'm not her! I can't keep letting her take 
over like that! Ron will never be my master again."

"Why don't you stick that back in my twat and just lie 
on top of me for a while. I want to tell you a story. 
It involves one of the most successful submissives this 
world has ever known."

Looking sadly at Amy, Hannah complied and climbing on 
top of her after the dildo was inserted allowed her 
tits to squash into Amy's badly bitten ones.

With her head resting on Amy's shoulder, Amy petted her 
as she spoke, "Now, this woman I'm talking about, her 
name was Susan Cane, and even though she was, like I 
say, the most successful submissive around, she was 
also a woman with a very short temper and a very 
dominating dark side. Needless to say these last two 
qualities could really cramp her submissive style from 
time to time; it was even the cause of her losing her 
first master."

"She was a rejected slave," Hannah said looking up 
interested.

"You can say that, her dark side always said her first 
master was a rejected master," Amy smiled and said, 
"Anyway, after he left her with four kids, she swore 
she'd take control of her dark side so that no Master 
would ever want to reject her again. But she discovered 
that to be one of the most submissive women in the 
world, she had to start off by being one of the 
strongest women in the world."

Hannah looked at her shocked and said, "Well that 
sounds a bit contradicting."

"That's what she thought, but more and more she 
realized it was true, because you see, she realized 
that it was human nature to be dominating and 
controlling and you have to be very strong to fight 
human nature."

"Well I'd have to agree with her there," Hannah said 
coldly, fighting the urge to pump furiously into Amy's 
cunt. She then said curiously, "You say that she was 
the most successful submissive in the world, so she 
obviously found a solution, what did she do?"

"Her submissive nature made a deal with her dominating 
nature; talking to herself she said, 'I know I can't 
suppress you forever, I know that if I don't let you 
have control once in a while you'll just keep inflating 
and inflating like a balloon and could pop at the most 
embarrassing or inappropriate times, so, I'll make a 
deal with you' she said looking at herself in the 
mirror. One night a month, for the entire night, I give 
you full control. 

"I let you be the most dominating, most cruel, most 
wicked being on earth, and in return I do not hear from 
you again for the rest of the month.' 'Just one night', 
her dark side answered, 'what's that to me?' 'Oh 
believe me,' Susan said, 'you will get so much action 
in that one night that you will be too exhausted to 
even consider showing your face again before it's time. 
I'll even let you video tape everything so you'll 
always have evidence that there were times in our lives 
when you alone were the leader.' 

"Her dominating self smiled and said, 'Susan Cane, the 
dominator, Yes!' 'NO!' Susan yelled back, 'you are not 
Susan Cane. Susan Cane is a very proud submissive who 
loves the pain and pleasure her masters can bring her. 
Since you are not me, you will have your own name, your 
own look, and even your own private space hidden away 
from my real world. Do we have a deal?' Susan's dark 
side stared back at her and smiling wickedly said, 
'It's a deal; just call me PAIN.'"

Hannah was looking at Amy in utter shock, "Your mother, 
The Mistress of Pain, was a submissive," she said 
unbelievingly.

"Every single day of the month, every single night, 
except the last Saturday of every month, when my mother 
would mysteriously stop existing and one of the most 
dominating, evil and believe me very exciting women in 
the world would show up from nowhere and drop into our 
lives, or better said, we would drop into her world."

Hannah was looking at Amy really excited now, her heart 
pumping fast. It sounded crazy, but she understood 
Susan's theory perfectly. For almost a week before her 
original escape into the Mistress' world, Hannah had 
been undergoing the most complete oppression of 
dominating feelings she'd ever attempted, by that 
night, her inner dominant was screaming to be let out. 
After that night, Hannah had once more been able to be 
her incredible submissive self for more than a month, 
up to that horrid bathing incident.

"I understand," Hannah said excitedly, "and what's 
more, I know it works!" She leaned over and locked lips 
with Amy.

When they finally got out of the bed Amy said, "Come 
on, I have something to show you."

Hannah dropped her strap-on and followed Amy out into 
the hall.

"Ever since Pietro took me up to the Mistress' Lair, 
I've been having small dreams, memories that I'd been 
trying to piece together about one night when I came 
out unexpectedly and caught my Mom getting ready to go 
to her lair. The thing that bothered me was that I 
could not remember seeing Mom using anything to bring 
the stairs down, in my memory; I just see the stairs 
descending by themselves like magic. In one of my last 
memories of it, I was able to remember two important 
things, where Mom was when the stairs came down, and a 
key."

Hannah looked at her in a 'what does it mean' manner 
and said, "Well?"

Amy walked over to the umbrella stand and put her hand 
on the wall above it, right on a metal plating Hannah 
had never thought much about, Amy pulled it and it 
swung open like a tiny circular metal door to reveal—

"A key hole," Hannah said amazed.

"I've had some mechanics and some locksmiths here for 
the past two weeks while all of you were out." Amy 
reached into the umbrella stand and pulled up a chain, 
and on the end of the chain—

"A key," Hannah said more excited than ever.

Amy inserted the key and turning it, Hannah watched as 
the attic stairs opened slowly up.

"Wow, and to think, I've been killing myself trying to 
hook that thing!" They heard the door downstairs open 
and Amy quickly turned the key back to automatically 
retract the stairs. She then put the chain around 
Hannah's neck and giving her one last passionate kiss 
said, "It's yours, finder's keepers. All I ever really 
wanted were those videos, the last real memory of my 
family, you can keep all the rest," and she headed down 
the stairs leaving Hannah a bit shocked.

Hearing someone coming up the stairs she quickly closed 
the metal plating to hide the key hole. Turning, she 
found herself looking right into Ron's eyes. He had his 
arms locked around Louise and Marilyn on either side of 
him. He gave her a nervous smile and turning led his 
pets into his room.

Hannah kept staring at the door as it closed wanting 
almost to run in and pull those bimbos by the hair down 
the stairs. They liked being dominated; maybe she 
should dominate them right out of hers and Ron's lives.

Suddenly a light shined in her eyes and a wicked evil 
grin appeared on her face, she said very strongly to 
herself, "This ends Saturday, my day!"


Chapter Twenty-one – The Mistress Takes Command


Early the next day, Hannah watched the screen to see 
when John and Don left the room. She knew Ron would be 
the last to leave because, as was usual of late, his 
two pets had totally drained him and left him beyond 
exhausted.

As soon as Hannah saw John and Don exit the room, she 
rushed through the bathroom and into the boys' room.

Ron still had his eyes closed, but he was somewhat 
awake. He felt someone get on the bed, but not wanting 
to completely wake up yet, he just ignored it. That is 
until he felt someone's mouth wrap around his cock. 
Opening his eyes he found himself staring deep into one 
of the most beautiful beloved pussies he knew. 
Strangely enough, it was and exact copy of 2 other 
pussies in the house, but neither of those brought the 
level of excitement, joy and love to Ron that this one 
did. He reached up and pulling her down stuck his 
tongue deep in her honey pot. How he had missed this 
honey sweet taste lately. Hannah's juices seemed to 
reenergize Ron, and he quickly forgot how tired he was. 
Soon he was completely into the act of sucking his one 
true pet.

Hannah, on the other end, was having similar thoughts 
of how she had missed so greatly Ron's masterly cream 
in the morning. Having Lana's majestic juices for 
breakfast everyday was in no way bad, but man she 
missed Ron's cream.

They sucked and sucked on each other until they'd made 
each other cum. When they had, Ron realized that Hannah 
had no plan of releasing his cock just yet, as she was 
still sucking on it, fighting to return it to its full 
glory.

"Someone really woke up in need this morning," Ron 
thought smiling, deciding to enjoy it and attacked 
Hannah's pussy again.

When she had Ron at full strength, Hannah got up and 
straddling him in a 'Cowgirl' position rode her fine 
steed long and hard. Finally, a little tired, she just 
lay on Ron lovingly, his cock still in her cunt, where, 
to her mind, it belonged.

She leaned up and kissing him long and hard asked, "Do 
you love me?"

Ron looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you have to 
ask?" And kissing her again embraced her strongly as if 
never wanting to release her.

"I have a plan," Hannah said finally, "a solution to 
our problem."

Ron smiled and said, "you're kidding."

"It'll work, I know it will, but I need you to do one 
little thing for me. I'm having a small slumber party 
here on Saturday, just me and four of the girls from 
the OHPF club, not even Lana and Ana are invited."

Ron looked at her questionably and said, "What do you 
need me to do?"

"I need you to order your pets to be two of my guests."

Ron looked at her suspiciously and said, "Are you going 
to tell me what your plan is?"

"No," Hannah said smiling, "but if you truly love me, 
you'll trust that our problems are over."

"Just out of curiosity, who will your other invited 
guests be?"

"Martha Wise and Annie Styles," Hannah said with a glow 
in her eye.

Ron smiled and said, "Two masters and two submissives, 
this should be a great party. I'll tell Louise and 
Marilyn they're not to miss it."

*** 

On Saturday evening, Hannah looked closely at her four 
guests; she was trying to figure out what the perfect 
match would be.

Louise and Marilyn were on one side of the girls' bed 
staring dreamily at the door to the bathroom. Their 
master was alone in the boys' room. Hannah had asked 
John, Don, Lana and Ana to camp out in the studio that 
night and give her full reign of the 2nd floor that 
night. She had requested Ron stay close by though, 
should his pets get out of hand.

"Either match looks fine," she thought, "I'll just let 
Annie and Martha choose for themselves, I'll let them 
test them both out before we go up."

Going over to Marilyn she said, "Annie and Martha are 
thirsty, spread your legs so they can have something to 
drink,"

Marilyn looked angrily at her and said, "You're not my 
master you can't—"

"Your master ordered the two of you to listen to me 
during this party; didn't he?"

Marilyn lowered her head in agreement and spreading her 
legs wide let Martha fall between them.

"Louise, while Martha is sampling the Marilyn juice, 
why don't you let Annie have a good taste of Louise 
juice?" Grabbing something off the chest of drawers she 
told the other two, "Sample them both very well, I'm 
interested in knowing which one you like best, I'll be 
back in around 20 minutes so have your way with them." 
Smiling she walked into the bathroom and quickly walked 
across to the boys bedroom.

"I thought you were coming to see me," Ron said, he was 
looking at the Plasma TV screen where Annie and Martha 
could be seen doing some fine dining.

"Have you been watching all night," Hannah asked.

"Since the first fuck session, so far you've had the 
masters fuck them both (first in the pussies then the 
asses), you then had each of the slaves return the 
favor, you then had Marilyn and Louise suck both Annie 
and Martha, now you're giving the masters a good taste 
test. So are they close to deciding yet?"

"So far they've scored them pretty even and would be 
happy either way; this taste test should be a true tie 
breaker."

"You know Honey, this still may not work, you can't 
just present them with new masters, not while they feel 
they have one already and are loyal to him."

"I know," Hannah said, "that's why the first part of 
the plan is to get them to reject you as a master."

"Good luck with that," Ron said a little amused, "only 
way that would happen is if they saw me dominated by 
someone and considered themselves prized trophies of 
the new master."

"Exactly," Hannah said smiling wickedly, "goodnight 
dear, I'll see you after she's finished, I love."

"What are you talking—" Ron hadn't finished talking 
when Hannah raised the mace like bottle of knock out 
spray to his face and sprayed.

Grabbing Ron's cell phone from the desk she dialed 
quickly and talking said, "He's ready, come pick him 
up. She then sat on the bed to watch the girls in the 
next room a while, she was happy to see that they 
seemed very comfortable together.

Martha had moved on to Louise, while Annie was now 
sampling Marilyn, the two couples had gotten into 69 
positions and were really going all for it. Hannah took 
special note of the looks on Martha and Annie and 
thought, "Oh yeah, they've made their choices!"

The hall door opened and Pietro and Amy came in, "Take 
him up and secure him in the stocks, you can leave the 
stairs down. I'm letting Martha and Annie stay awake to 
carry their new pets up themselves.

Once you have him secured, you can return to your 
rooms, you won't be needed again tonight."

"Yes young Mistress," Pietro said smiling and going 
over to where Ron was slumped on the floor grabbed him 
under his arms while Amy grabbed Ron's feet. Together 
they easily carried him out.

Hannah took another look at the screen and thought, 
"Good, Martha and Annie remembered to keep their heads 
on opposite sides of the bed like I asked, this should 
be quick." She grabbed her can of 'Knock Out' and 
headed for her room.

She walked into her room slowly, not wanting to alert 
Marilyn or Louise, she walked to the end of the bed 
where Louise's head was buried in Martha's cunt; next 
to them Annie was sucking Marilyn's clit and giving it 
tiny bites. Annie threw Hannah a look as she stood by 
Louise and in one swift move sprayed her. Annie smiled 
and went back to attacking Marilyn's clit.

Hannah walked around to the other side of the bed where 
Martha was still digging into Louise's cunt, even 
though she knew Louise was no longer conscious. Next to 
them Marilyn was sucking Annie's cunt feverishly, 
unaware of what was happening anywhere else in the 
room. Hannah gave her a quick spray and she was 
instantly out. Annie, however, did not stop attacking 
Marilyn's clit.

"I take it you've made your choices," Hannah said.

"Oh yeah," Martha said, "I love this girl's taste, I 
can't get enough of it."

"I don't find much difference in their taste," Annie 
said, "but I love how this girl knows exactly how to 
best stimulate me with that talented tongue of hers. 
I'd have her down there 24-7 if I could."

"You can," Hannah smiled, "she is all yours after 
tonight," Hannah went over to a drawer and pulled out 
four dog collars she had had prepared, she discarded 
two and presented Martha and Annie each with one of the 
other two. "My gift to you," she said, "now let's get 
this show on the road."

*** 

Ron didn't have the faintest idea how much time had 
elapsed before he caught a whiff of something and 
slowly started to return to his senses. He seemed in a 
far off place. Someone was talking, shouting actually, 
he couldn't quite make out the words yet. He wanted to 
rub his eyes, but something was keeping his hands from 
moving, trying to stretch his legs, Ron found that they 
too were secured.

"And who is this," someone was shouting, "tell me who 
is he?"

"He—he—he's ourrrr mmaasssterrr," someone said 
nervously and tearfully.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"This is not a master you dumb worthless piece of Shit! 
This is my toilet!"

These words forced Ron to fully open his eyes and 
become aware of his situation. He looked around and saw 
immediately that he was in the Mistress' torture room 
again. From the contorted position he was in, it was 
easy to guess he was in the same stocks Lana had been 
in when they last paid the Mistress a visit.

Ron could make out three people in front of him, the 
Mistress and his two pets. "Damn they look fucked up," 
Ron thought, "I don't think I want to know what hell 
she has put them through. They look beyond overjoyed 
though." He caught sight of some smelling salts on the 
floor by the Mistress and thought, "Well that explains 
why I'm back among the world of the living, 'anti-Knock 
out'. She probably kept me out cold and in front of the 
pets the whole time taunting them to ask me what to do 
if they couldn't make up their minds."

"Now what is he? Tell me!" The Mistress screamed. Both 
Louise and Marilyn kept silent, they had noticed that 
Ron was now awake and looking at them.

"They want me to tell them what to say," Ron thought, 
"but if I give them an order, I'll be declaring that I 
am still their master; on the other hand, I am the 
'Master'! Am I going to let this faux dominator, this 
non-existent myth, steal my slaves!" Ron flashed anger 
in his eyes and was opening his mouth when—

SLAP!

"Keep quiet toilet!" The mistress ordered. "We're 
almost finished here! Open up wide, I need to go, now!"

Ron was so shocked by the fury with which the Mistress 
had slapped him that his mouth just dropped open in 
surprise. The Mistress took advantage of the moment of 
uncertainty to climb right over the stocks and squat on 
Ron's face, making sure her urine hole was right on his 
mouth.

"Oh my God, Marilyn, she's right! He is nothing but a 
toilet!" Louise screamed as the Mistress let her golden 
juices flow all over Ron's face and a good quantity ran 
right down his mouth and throat.

"Oh Louise," Marilyn said almost in tears, "what are we 
going to do, we have no master!"

They turned hopeful eyes at the Mistress as if begging 
her to claim them, she was after all the one that had 
humiliated their previous master, by rights they 
belonged to her; the Mistress just needed to make it 
official by declaring them her slaves.

The Mistress got off Ron's face and walked over to the 
Rack right in front. She jumped up and sitting on the 
edge spread her legs. Ron took a good look finding 
something very strange or at least different about the 
cunt of his life. He looked at her face, her head 
especially and thought, "I can't believe how real that 
red hair looks, if it wasn't for the small clash with 
her pussy hairs last time, I may have doubted it was 
her, I guess she decided to fix that problem this 
time." Looking back down at her cunt he thought, "I 
can't wait to try it out though."

The Mistress picked up a bell and rang it a few times. 
Louise and Marilyn brightened up, believing they were 
being summoned to her. Turning their backs on Ron they 
started walking toward her when suddenly, as if from 
nowhere they were both grabbed from behind.

"So you think you don't have a master, well you're 
wrong!" SLAP!

"You do have a master, BITCH! I'm your master! SLAP! 
SLAP! SLAP! It was Martha Wise that was working out on 
Louise's face.

At the same time, Annie Styles had grabbed Marilyn by 
the hair and dragged her across the room to a bench 
where, throwing Marilyn over her knees, she started 
screaming, "Do you know who I am you worthless 
WHORE!?!" SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "Do you know!?!" She 
grabbed a large bump filled vibrator off the bench and 
ramming it forcefully into Marilyn's cunt screamed 
again, "Do you know who I am!" SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! She 
turned the vibrator on full speed and bending down bit 
Marilyn's tits hard.

Marilyn screamed in delight, "Yes, I-I know who you 
are, you are my master!"

On the other side, Martha's treatment of Louise had 
been having similar effects.

"Who am I!?!" Martha screamed. ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!

"Holy shit," Ron thought, "she's using a stun gun on 
her!" Ron could hear multiple vibrator sounds coming 
from inside Louise's twat and her ass. He noticed 
recovery leashes on Martha's wrist. "She's inserted 
them directly into her," Ron thought as he heard louder 
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!

"I said do you understand who I am you stupid 
maladjusted BITCH SLAVE!"

"You're—you're my master." Louise said smiling happily.

"Well what do you know," Ron thought, "I think it 
worked."

"Damn right you are my slave!" Martha screamed pulling 
out a very nice dog collar, "Read this bitch, tell the 
world what it says!"

Reading, Louise's eyes brightened and she smiled 
happily as she said, "LOUISE Property of Martha Wise."

"Damn right bitch," Martha said throwing a blindfold 
over Louise's head and saying, "Now I am taking my 
property to have a little private play time with my 
favorite new toy." Once blindfolded, she placed the 
collar on Louise's neck and attaching a leash to it, 
led her out of the torture room. In the meantime, Annie 
had also placed a blindfold, collar and leash on 
Marilyn and was pulling her along directing her out of 
the room.

Ron was left alone with the Mistress who was looking 
right at him in a very, 'now it's your turn way'.

The Mistress jumped down from the rack, where she had 
remained sitting the whole time, and going over to Ron 
smiled mischievously, she then bent down and licked her 
own piss off Ron's face, and then loosening the locks 
from the stocks, helped him up.

"Wait in the next room," she said coldly, "I'll send 
that whore bitch of yours out as soon as she's finished 
her work."

A little amazed as well as amused at how easily the 
Mistress could talk about Hannah as a third person, he 
stepped out and waited by the bed in the next room. 
Looking around he noted that the two new masters and 
his old pets were nowhere to be seen.

"I did you your favor; now get the hell out of my 
world!" He heard the Mistress scream from inside the 
room, but he was pretty sure she wasn't talking to him, 
"and don't forget our deal, I expect to see you here 
next month, and keep that cunt just the way I like it, 
I expect a good long private drink every month before 
you start working."

Hannah stepped awkwardly out of the torture room and 
locking the door with a key she screamed back, "Yeah, 
well you just remember, you don't leave that room, ever 
again!" She dropped something on the TV as she passed. 
She then turned and spotting Ron ran over to him and 
said, "Ron, are you alright? She didn't hurt you did 
she; that stupid bitch."

"I'm fine honey; she didn't even touch me; though she 
did force a good amount of her piss down my throat."

"Oh," Hannah said bringing her hand to her mouth in 
what could only have been taken for true shock and 
horror, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I told her 
she should bring you here in an attempt to get Louise 
and Marilyn to reject you. But I promise you, you never 
have to see her again."

"Don't worry honey," Ron said smiling, "I mean, it 
worked; Louise and Marilyn are out of our lives. They 
rejected me and I am therefore not obligated to ever 
take them back, no matter what eventually happens with 
their new masters."

"I can't believe the Mistress was actually able to get 
them to reject you, who in their right minds would give 
you up?"

"Yeah," Ron said suddenly a bit depressed, 'but who in 
their right mind wants a toilet for a master."

Hannah went up to him and giving him a strong kiss 
said, "I know someone, downstairs."

"Downstairs," Ron questioned, "there's no one up here 
willing to have me as a master?"

"Masters and submissives don't exist on this floor, 
except in her room of course," as she said this she 
threw the door to the torture room and angry look. "In 
this room and in the bathroom, only people in love 
exist, and occasionally people looking for some family 
fun."

"And are you in love or just looking for family fun?"

"Both actually," Hannah said smiling and leaning over 
she kissed him again but quickly retracted.

Ron looked at her questionably and asked, "Something 
wrong?"

Giggling Hannah said, "You taste like piss. Maybe we 
should take a bath first. We'll have to sleep up here 
since both rooms downstairs are currently being used 
for breaking in slaves."

Ron walked with her toward the bathroom door but 
stopping abruptly said, "What did she mean about a deal 
and seeing you next month?"

"I had to offer her something to help us. I promised 
I'd be back every last Saturday of the month, in the 
evening, to help her with her video diaries."

She turned back toward the TV and grabbed what she 
dropped there. Returning to Ron she showed him a DVD 
disk, "like this one I helped her with tonight. The 
recording world has changed a little since the last 
time she was around and she doesn't truly understand 
digital. She had me title it, I know what the main 
title of this means, but I don't know what she was 
thinking when she had me add the subtitle."

Ron read the main title and smiled, 'The Mistress of 
Pain and the Master's Pets' he however, smiled more 
strongly at the subtitle, 'The Mistress of Pain and The 
Master of Love Forever'.

"Well," Ron said, "Forever is a long time, I'm sure 
this isn't finished yet."

"You don't mind that I'll be helping her once a month; 
like I said before, you never have to see her again."

"Nonsense, if you're going to be up here with her, then 
that's where I'll be too, I mean, the favor she did was 
as much for me as for you."

Hannah jumped him kissing him again and again, finally 
Ron said, "What happened to me tasting like piss?"

"Oh it's not that bad; you might remember you once had 
me drink a whole cup of yours."

"That's right," Ron said, "and you're right, it wasn't 
bad, though, and never tell the Mistress I said this, 
but for that perfect bitter taste and that beautiful 
golden color, I still prefer 3 fl. Oz. of Lana golden 
juice as the secret ingredient."

Hannah gave him an angry push onto the bed an then 
jumped in after him saying, "Well I know one of my 
juices you prefer over Lana's, and wait until you see 
what the Mistress made me do, right after she shaved 
herself, I know you are going to love it." She then 
straddled his face with her new hairless pussy and 
leaning down caught his cock in her mouth.


Chapter Twenty-two – Patty's Principal Problem


"By the return of spring, everything was going 
incredibly well for all of the Andersons: Stan had been 
made employee of the month 3 months running (for some 
amazing budget saving breakthroughs); Laura was happy 
with her family at work as much as with her family at 
home; John and Debbie had officially announced they 
were going steady; Ron and Hannah were, well, they were 
Ron and Hannah most of the time though every other week 
they would escape to the Mistress' old bed chamber and 
be Romeo and Juliet for the weekend; Don was apparently 
in a serious relationship with Harry Fuller.

"However, his brothers and sisters had a funny feeling 
about this, there was a bit of a mystery about it, for 
some reason the relationship was being kept semi-secret 
they both openly admitted it, but they were never truly 
seen together; Lana was leading the OHPF club from 
successful meeting to successful meeting, though in her 
personal life she was still as much Dr. Lewis' secret 
love as she was Katrina's official love.

"The three of them had shared some awesome threesomes 
in the Mistress' bed chamber (Hannah had finally 
revealed it's location to both Lana and Ana, but except 
for Ron, Amy and Pietro they were still the only ones 
in the house that knew the entrance); and finally, 
there was Ana, whose relationship with Patricia Clark 
can be described in two simple words 'True Love'. With 
everything going so well, who could have dreamed that 
there was trouble (and big one) just around the 
corner?"

*** 

As soon as the bell announcing the end of music class 
sounded, most of the students poured out of the class. 
Hannah, Ana and Lana hung around a few moments and when 
everyone else was out, the three of them headed to the 
desk.

"Miss Clark," Lana said, "don't forget our special off 
campus meeting this Saturday."

"I'd never forget it, Lana; you know you can't keep me 
away."

"Yeah," Ana said, "remember, her true love will be 
there." She caressed Patty's face as she said this.

"Well I wouldn't go announcing it to the world," Patty 
said smiling and pinching Ana's cheeks, "remember, my 
true love is a student of mine and I could lose my job 
if anyone even suspected anything sexual was 
happening."

At that moment, there was an urgent knock on the door, 
it had been locked by Ana as soon as the last student 
had left; she now walked from around Patty's desk to go 
open it.

A worried looking Rita Mars came in and said, "Oh, Miss 
Clark, I'm sorry to disturb you but I forgot my new 
Pocket PC, I ran out in such a hurry." She ran over to 
her desk and said, "Oh thank goodness it's still here." 
She quickly picked it up and ran back out.

"Hannah, did you want something?" Miss Clark asked.

"I was just wondering how I did on the last exam."

Ana had once more locked the door and returned to 
Patty's side of the desk, actually sitting on her lap 
this time."

"You still want to know if you have the grades to be 
the Teacher's Pet," kissing Ana on the neck a few times 
she added, "if, of course, I didn't have a beautiful 
pet already."

"I think we better get out of here Hannah," Lana said 
smiling as Ana turned to sit facing Patty, "I think 
we're cutting into their valuable 45 minutes of daily 
private alone time." As Patty and Ana started to kiss, 
Lana added, "I'll make sure the door is locked when we 
leave."

By the time Hannah and Lana reached the door and 
stepped out, Patty and Ana had begun unbuttoning their 
blouses for their daily milking ritual.

***

At a lunch table, 'Fat Freak' (A. K. A. Joshua Myers) 
was sitting as his best friend Rita Mars came in and 
sat across from him smiling.

"I take it you found it," Joshua said.

"Yes," she said pulling out the Pocket PC she had 
recovered. "I'm telling you 'Fat Freak', Mom and Dad 
would have killed me if I'd lost it after just one week 
of having it."

"I may kill you if you don't stop calling me 'Fat 
Freak'," Joshua said annoyed.

"What do you mean," Rita asked looking at him puzzled, 
"that's your name, you invented it, and you wore it 
proudly all through J.H.S., best rapper in our 
graduating class."

"Yeah, well I'm not into rap anymore, so I'll just 
search for a new name. In the meantime, Josh will do 
fine."

Rita was looking oddly at her Pocket PC and she pressed 
a button.

"Yeah, well I'm not into rap anymore, so I'll just 
search for a new—" Rita hit a button to shut it off.

"Well fancy that," she said, "it's still been recording 
all this time. God knows how much worthless babble I'll 
have to listen to now before finding that final 
assignment Miss Clark gave us."

She went back several minutes in the file and heard, 
"Oh thank goodness it's still—" Rita paused the 
playback.

"Okay, so that is just before I picked it up again, so 
the assignment can't me much further back."

Going back just a little more in the file she heard, 
"Yeah, remember her true love will be there. Well I 
wouldn't go announcing it to the world, remember my 
true love is a student of mine and I could lose my job 
if anyone even suspected anything sexual was 
happening." They then heard loud furious knocking and 
then, "Oh Miss Clark—" Rita shut if off looking wide-
eyed.

"Did you hear that," she said a little shocked and a 
little angry (Rita was an activist for school rules and 
responsibilities; it's what made her a school outcast). 
"Miss Clark is having an affair with a student, and she 
was joking about it to the Anderson girls; oh," she 
said suddenly even angrier, "it must be one of the 
Anderson boys!"

The reason this made her angrier is because she had 
personally tried to seduce each and every one of the 
Anderson boys herself and been rejected by all of them. 
"We have to get this to Principal Green immediately!"

"Wait up, Rita," Josh said nervously, "I'm not sure I 
heard anything clearly, we were just listening to a 
fragment of speech. For all we know they could have 
been discussing making a musical version of the 
Graduate!"

Actually, Josh knew quite well what he had heard, but 
he was torn by the fact that Rita was his best friend 
and he wouldn't want her to look like a fool, and the 
fact that Ms. Clark was his favorite teacher and he 
wouldn't like to see her in any trouble, especially 
trouble that could ultimately get her fired and even 
land her in jail. He was therefore unsure what to do at 
the moment and preferred they not do anything at all 
too quickly.

"Well here, listen from the beginning if you have to, 
I've heard enough, I'm going to get Principal Green and 
bring her here."

Josh didn't stop to wonder why Rita wasn't simply 
taking the PC to Principal Green's office to play in 
private. He knew his best friend was in all sense of 
the phrase a 'Drama Queen' and would prefer unveiling 
her evidence in the center of a crowded cafeteria 
rather than alone in an office with no audience.

As she got up and left, Josh wondered, "my best 
friend's high school reputation, or my best teacher's 
entire future life?"

He looked over at another table and saw the Anderson 
kids, minus Ana, plus Debbie Wilson. "Then again," he 
thought, "there is a third thing to consider." He 
rushed over to the table with the Andersons and pulling 
up a chair said to their shocked faces, "Sorry to do 
this like this, but we don't have much time. Rita is on 
her way to get Principal Green to have her listen to 
this."

Josh pressed a button on the PC and to their horror 
they heard Patty saying, "Remember my true love is a 
student of mine and I could lose my job if anyone even 
suspected anything sexual was happening."

Josh shut it off and said to Lana and Hannah 
especially, "It was recording the whole time you were 
there, Rita had been taking notes when she forgot it."

"Everything we said is in there," Lana said looking 
frightened, what more had they said? She couldn't 
remember, she had talked about the OHPF club, had she 
said anything specific?

"What do you want," Ron said suddenly taking control.

"Ron, what do you mean," Lana asked.

"He's showing us this for a reason; what's the reason?"

"I want into the OHPF club immediately, I have the 
documentation you need and fit all the requirements 
that were in the letter. Accept me right now and I'll 
reset the PC to original status before they get here. 
Rita has only had this for a week so she won't lose 
much, plus all contacts, tasks and notes from before 
today are backed up on her regular home computer and 
are easily retrievable. So what do you say? Do I make 
the evidence go away, or do I just hand Rita back her 
un-tampered with property?" He was talking directly to 
Lana.

"Make it go away," Lana said, "bring the necessary 
documentation to Wednesday's OHPF meeting and your in."

Josh nodded and said, "Remember, there will still be an 
accusation, and maybe even an investigation into the 
accusation, but without this," he looked at the PC, "it 
is just a rumor and everyone should simply act like 
it's a ridiculous rumor. And someone should warn Miss 
Clark as soon as possible. If anyone asks you, you were 
discussing 'Dawson's Creek'.

He got up and returned to his seat just as Rita 
returned with Principal Green; in a second, he held 
down the power button while sticking the point of his 
pen in the reset slot on the back. He slipped the PC 
back in its case just as Principal Green and Rita 
reached the table.

"May I see that," Principal Green said holding out her 
hand. Josh handed it to her at an angle and it slipped 
through her fingers and fell with a thud to the floor.

"Oh no," Rita said, "my PC!" She dove to pick it up and 
pulling it out of its case quickly examined it. "Oh no, 
what's happening to it," she shouted.

"Let me see," Josh said, "I understand them better."

Rita passed it to him and after looking at is said, 
"Don't worry, it's fine; it just reset to original 
status. When you synchronize with your home computer 
you should get everything back exactly as it was this 
morning. Unfortunately, today's music notes are gone 
for good. I'll talk to Jane and see if she'll give us a 
copy of the assignment."

"Oh no, did you hear any more about who she's having an 
affair with?"

"I couldn't understand much, I heard her talking about 
'Dawson's Creek'; maybe that's what we heard, you know 
Pacey's affair with Ms. Jacobs."

"How they can even show such ridiculous trash on public 
television is beyond me," Principal Green said angrily.

"No," Rita argued furiously, "I know what I heard, she 
was talking in the first person, about herself, not 
about someone else, and certainly not about a TV show! 
She was confessing to having a sexual relationship with 
a student in this school."

"Rita, we have no evidence of that," Josh said. "Not 
without that PC recording, right Principal Green."

He looked at Principal Green and saw her looking very 
somber, "unfortunately, without that recording we also 
have no evidence that Ms. Clark was not talking about 
having an affair with a student. An accusation has been 
made and the school must investigate if it is valid 
enough to bring before the entire school board."

***

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Debbie pounded furiously at the door of Ms. Patty's 
music classroom, but, in the same way they had ignored 
Lana's cell phone calls to both their lines, they were 
ignoring the urgent pounding. They did not like being 
cheated out of their precious private sex time.

Finally Debbie decided it was time to use the last 
resort, she pulled out the copy of the master key that 
Lana had passed her and opening the door walked right 
in, locking it quietly behind her.

Ana was still on Patty's lap, only now they were both 
totally nude, Ana was leaning back against the desktop 
as Patty sucked her tits, and she was moving her hips 
up and down as if pumping. Debbie walked around to look 
at them from the side; amazingly they were so into each 
other, they still hadn't even noticed her there.

Debbie saw that the two were connected at the cunts by 
a long, obviously, double-sided dildo that was 
partially extracted from both their twats when Ana 
moved up, and fully reinserted when she moved down.

"Wow," Debbie said, "that's so cool, it's as if you 
were fucking each other." Debbie said to Ana.

"What," Patty said embarrassed.

"Debbie!" Ana screamed annoyed. "What are you doing 
here?"

Debbie had been so entranced watching them, that she 
had forgotten the urgency of her mission. "Oh my," she 
suddenly said, "quick you have to stop and get dressed. 
No time to explain completely just that they suspect 
Ms. Clark is having an affair with a student and they 
might be here to talk to her soon!"

"Oh God," Ana said, leaping onto the desk to totally 
extract the dildo from her pussy. The other end, which 
was still in Patty's pussy, was then extracted, and 
they dressed in a rush.

During that time Debbie gave a more detailed 
explanation of what had transpired, explaining too that 
the evidence was being destroyed and that if questioned 
they should say they were talking about 'Dawson's 
Creek'. Patty was actually an old fan of the show and 
knew what that meant.

As soon as they were finished dressing, Patty sat 
normally at her desk with a stack of papers to grade in 
front, Ana and Debbie ran out and headed toward the 
lunch room, they passed Principal Green heading toward 
the music department on their way.

"Oh no," Ana said, this isn't happening. We've been so 
careful, how can this happen?"

"Maybe a classroom is not the best place to have an 
affair with a teacher." Debbie suggested lamely, 
drawing a cold stare from Ana.

They reached the lunch table where the others were 
gathered and Lana said, "Everything alright?"

"I just saw Principal Green heading toward the Music 
Dept!" Ana said excitedly. "Were they able to lose the 
evidence?"

Lana threw a look at the table where Josh and Rita sat, 
they were arguing a bit loudly. At least Rita was, Josh 
was trying to get her to keep her voice down.

"I'm sorry Rita, but if you don't calm down I'm going 
to have to sit somewhere else." They heard him say, 
"I'm sorry that your PC reset itself, but you saw it 
wasn't my fault so don't be angry with me."

"I'm guessing it worked," Lana said, "at least the 
destruction of the evidence, but the accusation still 
stands as does the need for—"

"A preliminary investigation," Ron said sourly.

"Poor Patty," Ana said, "this is all my fault; I should 
be with her right now!"

"Now, now," Lana said, "don't go worrying, it's not as 
if they have anything solid. As to being with Patty, 
that is exactly what you should not be until this is 
completely cleared up. Everything is going to work out 
fine."

***

In Patty's classroom, Principal Green entered without 
knocking; Patty was bent over a report, reading it.

"Ms. Clark, forgive me," Principal Green said.

"Principal Green, how can I help you?"

Principal Green went over to Patty's desk and to 
Patty's surprise, began taking deep breaths. After 
around a minute of this she started studying Patty's 
face intensely.

"Forgive me Principal—" Patty began but Principal Green 
held out her hand signaling her to stop.

Principal Green then took one of the papers on Patty's 
desk and laid it down on the corner edge of the desk. 
Patty looked curiously, but said nothing. Principal 
Green then began systematically lifting the paper, 
moving it over the width of the paper and laying it 
again on the desk. Patty had no idea what Principal 
Green could possibly be looking for, until, that is, 
she found it. Toward the center of the desk, where Ana 
last sat, the paper Principal Green laid down suddenly 
developed a big round wet spot.

"Oh," Patty said surprised, "I must have spilled my 
water."

Principal Green lifted the paper and brought the damp 
spot to her nose. "That doesn't smell like water," she 
said very serious. "Ms. Clark, have you been feeling 
well, you seemed incredibly flushed when I came in, you 
looked liked you'd just been running the hundred mile 
dash. What classroom activity can possibly leave a 
person looking so exhausted?"

"I've been marking a lot of papers since class ended," 
Patty said quickly, "a music class in which I was 
demonstrating the differences between dancing to disco 
and dancing to rock."

"Yes I can see how that can tire someone out a bit," 
Principal Green said smiling, but then, once more 
becoming very serious she said, "Ms. Clark, I'll come 
right to the point, I've had several complaints 
throughout the year from the maintenance department and 
the custodians of very strange odors in this room, such 
as the powerful biological odor I was scenting when I 
came in. They have also been complaining of constantly 
having to wash powerful unknown stains from your desk. 

"I had some suspicions what might be going on, but you 
are an incredible teacher and I was willing to give you 
the benefit of a doubt. However, a clear and precise 
accusation has now been made and I can not in any way 
disregard it, or disregard the evidence I have found in 
this room. I'm going to recommend an immediate 
preliminary hearing to weigh the accusation against the 
evidence found. If what we find seems credible, it will 
be taken to the board of education for a full 
investigation of your activities as a teacher and 
eventually our findings would probably have to be 
turned into the state for a criminal investigation into 
possible criminal charges. 

"Normally for this preliminary hearing you'd be allowed 
to continue teaching, giving you the decency of a 
benefit of a doubt, but as I said before, I've been 
giving you that for some time now. You are immediately 
suspended from work; the official hearing itself will 
take place one week from today. I'll leave you with 
this important tip, you should avoid contact with any 
student in this school until then, this includes all 
forms of communication, face to face, phone, email, IM 
and Net-conferencing, Should it go all the way to 
criminal court, any and all records could be used. 
Please pack your things."

"Principal Green," Patty said tearfully, "this can't be 
real. Do I even get to know what I have been accused 
of?"

"I think you know, but if you want me to say it, fine, 
you're being accused of having a sexual relationship 
with one of our students. The young girl that made the 
accusation was under the impression that it was a boy, 
but—" she gave the wet spot on the paper she was 
holding another sniff, "I don't think she is quite 
right about that part."

***

Principal Green looked at Hannah, Ana and Lana 
suspiciously, she had immediately called them into her 
office.

The three of you were with Ms. Clark after class 
today," she stated strongly, "why?"

"Well I was there because I had to talk over some club 
business," Lana said calmly, maybe too calmly, "she's 
our faculty advisor and I'm the President."

"Right," Principal Green said doubtfully, "your 
abstinence club. It will have to be temporarily, if not 
permanently, shut down. Ms. Clark can not function as 
faculty advisor at this time and until you find a 
replacement—"

"What," Lana said unbelieving, "but we have another 
faculty advisor, we have Dr. Lewis."

"Yes, of course, well your club being a private club 
you should really have two, however, I'll allow Dr. 
Lewis up to one month to be sole faculty advisor, after 
that, if Ms. Clark has not returned and you have not 
found a suitable substitute, you must close."

Lana looked almost tearful, she was in shock, but 
nodded her agreement.

"What about you two?" Principal Green said to Hannah 
and Ana, "What were you doing in her office after 
class?"

"I was just trying to find out my grade on a test we 
had at the beginning of the week." Hannah said, "I've 
been trying to achieve a 4.0 grade point average. So 
far I've been pretty successful, but I was really 
worried about that test."

"Yes, I've heard of you. Every teacher's pet. Every 
teacher, strangely enough, except Ms. Clark. I wonder 
why that would be. What about you," she added quickly, 
looking at Ana, "why were you there?" 

"I'm Ms. Clark's T.A., I'm always there for a little 
while during lunchtime to help mark some papers."

Somewhere in Principal Green's head a little voice 
shouted, "BINGO!" She looked at Ana penetratingly and 
said, "so you're there every day, ever spend time 
sitting on her desk?"

"I—What!" Ana said shocked at the question and suddenly 
looking very guilty.

"Do you wear underwear Ms. Anderson?" Principal Green 
asked.

"I—I—now listen, I don't know what you mean by these 
questions but—"

"Ms. Clark has been suspended on suspicion of having an 
affair with a student," Principal Green said brutally, 
"Due to evidence I found in her classroom when I went 
to speak to her I had narrowed the wide selection of 
students down to the female population. Due to 
testimony that was given me during lunch, I narrowed 
that down to 3 probabilities, and now, I have a strong 
suspicion that I know exactly what student we're 
talking about. I'll tell you the same thing I told her 
Ana, if the hearing in one week shows that the 
suspicions are substantiated, it will be taken to the 
board of education for an investigation, which will 
result, no doubt, in the loss of her teaching license, 
and, due to the age of the other suspected party," she 
looked Ana straight in the eyes, "in all probably a 
criminal investigation."

"NO!" Ana said crying, "It's not true! She's innocent, 
she hasn't done anything wrong!"

"And as for the student involved," Principal Green 
said, "determining the level of her knowledgeable 
participation in a criminal act, anything from 
probation, to temporary suspension, to complete 
suspension for the rest of the school year, to total 
expulsion from the school."

Ana looked both shocked and scared. She couldn't find 
any words to speak.

"One last thing I told Ms. Clark is that she definitely 
should have no form of communication with any students 
in this school until the hearing. Should any student 
try to get Ms. Clark to break that ban, they would only 
be doing her much more harm. You three are excused 
now." Principal Green said with a smile.

***

In TXLT2's studio at the Anderson garage, the OHPF club 
members had been called in for an emergency meeting. 
Ana had asked Josh Myers to be there too, she wanted a 
first hand account of everything that had happened 
directly from him.

"Fellow members, we are in dire need of your aid, one 
of our own is in trouble, and when one of us has a 
problem, we all have a problem for we are a family!" It 
was Ana speaking, she had called this meeting in search 
of ideas. "This problem, especially, affects us all, 
because if we don't find a solution, it can be the end 
of the OHPF club completely."

The members had been briefed on the situation and were 
trying to come up with a logical solution. But there 
was no good honest solution to be found.

Finally Josh stood up and said, "Then maybe we need a 
dishonest solution.

"Excuse me," Ana said.

"I said, if we can't find an honest solution, then 
maybe it's time to start looking for a dishonest one. I 
didn't dishonestly force my way into this club just to 
have it closed down within a month of my getting in. If 
you can't fight clean, then fight dirty. Principal 
Green is the focal point. She is the principle problem. 
The final decision on Ms. Clark's hearing is made by 
her. You have one week to find a way to 'persuade' 
Principal Green to completely shut down the 
investigation."

"And how do we do that?" John asked doubtfully.

"You tell me," Josh said smiling, "I just got here; you 
know better than me what your member's special talents 
are."

"Our member's special talents," Ana repeated 
questionably. Then smiling at Josh especially and then 
at the rest of the members she said, "Okay club, this 
is what I need to know, I need to know what the good 
principal finds irresistible, is she a dominator in 
search of slaves?" she said casting Hannah, Louise and 
Marilyn looks, "does she like being dominated and need 
a master?" as she said this she threw Ron, Martha and 
Annie strong looks. "Does she like soul food?" she said 
looking a Jan Wesley and Aaron Brown, "Chinese food" 
she said glancing at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, "or Spanish 
dishes," she nodded to Jennifer and Roberto. "Does she 
need a cunt or a cock more? I need to know this guys, 
and I need to know it yesterday! Dr. Lewis, haven't you 
ever talked with her?"

Dr. Lewis stood up and said, "Just once or twice, but 
she always left things strictly business like and to 
the point as if she was afraid I'd analyze her if she 
said something otherwise." Then smiling said, "Were I 
to make an analysis I would say there is a deep dark 
secret in there somewhere she doesn't want to get out."

"Well I want it out," Ana said, "starting tomorrow, NO; 
starting now I want everyone on this! Get out there and 
find her weakness!" Then suddenly almost crying she 
added, "Please!"

 

That evening Principal Green was to go to a fund raiser 
at the Carson Estate, Stan and Laura would be there 
too, but the only actual members of the OHPF there were 
Louise and Marilyn. They watched her like a hawk, 
trying to find an opportunity to be able to be alone 
with her. Finally they saw her heading for a bathroom 
and when she was inside, they went into a bedroom that 
connected to the bathroom and quickly stripped and 
grabbing dildos started pumping each other against the 
door, making sure it opened and they dropped into the 
bathroom floor right in front of Principal Green. 

They continued pumping each other as if they didn't 
notice what had happened. They were, in fact, paying 
very much attention to Principal Green's reaction. They 
saw her sweating as she shot longing looks at both 
Louise and Marilyn's juicy cunts, she was herself 
urinating at the time and she now grabbed some toilet 
paper, and she started to rub herself dry furiously. 
However, she then came to her senses and said, "Girls, 
I don't think you realize what's happened."

They looked up surprised and Louise said, "Oh my, 
Principal Green, how—"

"Louise, we fell in the bathroom!" They jumped up 
leaving their dildos on the floor. Louise then bent 
down with her cunt almost in Principal Green's mouth, 
to pick one of the dildos up, at the same time Marilyn 
bent down with her cunt right in Louise's face to pick 
up the other one. Louise suddenly took the opportunity 
to stick her tongue in Marilyn's honey pot and lick 
deep and long.

Principal Green saw this and licked her lips anxiously, 
looking deep into Louise's pussy wanting so much to 
taste it. She however, bit her tongue and closing her 
eyes resisted the temptation. Louise and Marilyn 
finally stood up and headed back to the connecting 
bedroom.

"Test one completed," Louise told Ana over the phone. 
"Cunts definitely turn her on, she didn't try anything, 
but there's no doubt she very much wanted to."

"Thanks girls," Ana said making a note, "now let's 
check what she thinks of cocks."

*** 

Principal Green was driving home from the fund raiser. 
To say she was worked up would be the understatement of 
the year; she had gotten so hot and excited with Louise 
and Marilyn's exhibition that she could hardly drive 
straight.

She was reaching her house when she thought she saw 
someone standing by one of the trees on her property. 
Stopping the car and getting out to investigate she saw 
it was someone urinating.

"Hey you," she said angrily, "that tree is part of my 
property!"

Roberto Reyes turned around giving the Principal a full 
sight of his fully erect, Latin lover cock which was 
still in his hand.

"I'm sorry did you—" he began, and as if shocked he 
said, "Principal Green, I'm sorry, can I help you with 
something?" He started, supposedly, unconsciously 
masturbating slowly as he spoke. "What did you say?"

"I said this is my property and you are urinating on my 
tree!" She wasn't even looking at his cock, obviously 
she wasn't the least bit attracted.

"Oh, sorry, we had been driving for some time and we 
really needed to go."

"We?" Principal Green questioned.

"Yes, right Aaron?"

Aaron Brown stepped out from behind the same tree with 
his massive piece of dark meat sticking out in front of 
him and said, "did you say something Roberto?" He too 
grabbed his cock as he spoke and started pumping back 
and forth slowly. He noticed Principal Green 
(apparently for the first time) and said, "Principal 
Green, hello, do you have to go too?"

"No, I do not have to go!" She said angrily and again 
with little to no notice of the incredible hunk of meat 
in front of her. "You two have to go before I call the 
police. You are lucky you are not near the school or I 
would expel you! And put those things away!" She turned 
around and headed for her house."

Roberto and Aaron shrugged their shoulders and put away 
their equipment (meaning of course their cocks). Once 
back in Roberto's car he made a call and said, "Test 
two completed, you will definitely get no help from the 
testosterone enriched members. This woman is 100% non-
cock attracted."

***

The next day during lunch, Dr. Lewis entered Principal 
Green's office with an assortment of lunch 
possibilities.

"Irma, can we have a talk please. I brought some lunch. 
I wasn't sure what you liked so I brought a little of 
everything, some American," he pulled a hot plate with 
an illustrated covering and set it before the 
Principal, the picture on the cover was of a normal 
white Anglo-Saxon teen girl (very beautiful I may add), 
"some soul food," he placed a second hot plate next to 
the first, this one had a beautiful afro-American 
teenage girl on the cover, Principal Green gave this 
one a lot more looks than the first but still showed 
great resistance, "some Chinese," he put a plate with a 
beautiful oriental girl on the cover down by the 
others.

Dr. Lewis did not fail to notice that not only did the 
picture on this third selection totally capture the 
Principal's attention, her heart actually appeared to 
skip a few beats and she definitely started to sweat, 
"and of course some Spanish food, what's your 
specialty?" Principal Green did not even bother looking 
at the Latin bombshell on the cover of the final 
selection, her eyes were on number three and nothing 
else.

"Dr. Lewis—"

"Please call me Randy, the entire faculty does."

"Randy I don't think we should be talking here."

"Please it's the best place to talk about the current 
situation, and who better to talk it over with than a 
sexologist?"

Principal Green looked at him for a minute and 
stretching out her hand grabbed the plate of Chinese 
food saying, "Maybe you're right, maybe you can help. 
You know both Ms. Clark and Ana Anderson well, what are 
your ideas on the current situation? Dr. Lewis watched 
as, subconsciously, Principal Green grabbed a chop 
stick and started pumping it in and out through a hole 
she had formed with the thumb and index finger of the 
other hand, she had yet to open her food, she simply 
kept staring at the picture and actually licked her 
lips as she continued pumping.

"I'll give you my ideas but they are 100% off the 
record, is that understood?"

"Yes of course Dr.—I mean Randy."

"My ideas are that your suspicions are 100% correct and 
you'll find that confirmed soon enough."

"Really," Principal Green said surprised at the 
admission, then remembering why he was there said, "So 
what did you want to talk about?"

"Just that, you should eat your food now, it will get 
cold," and just like that he grabbed the other plates 
stood up and left.

Outside, Ana and Lana were waiting for him and they 
walked down the hall together, "Well," Ana said 
impatiently when he wouldn't talk.

"Le-Ann and Wei-Lu, definitely, they are your ultimate 
weapon," and he continued walking down the hall alone.

***

The next morning, Principal Green arrived at her 
office, early as she usually did. She was always the 
first one there and at first she believed this to be 
true that day also, until she turned on the lights of 
her office and found a major surprise on her desk.

"What are you two doing here?" Principal Green said 
nervously. "I mean, I see what you're doing, so 
beautiful, I mean, how did you get in here? Where are 
your clothes, those delicious china cunts—I mean you 
shouldn't be doing that—my desk, full of juice, 
delicious Chinese juice."

Principal Green had walked in on the OHPF members in a 
69 on her desk. They now looked up as if shocked.

"Principal Green," Le-Ann said, "it was a dare. We had 
to accept it or look like chicken," as she said this 
she jumped off the desk.

"Yes," Principal Green said, hypnotized by Le-Ann's 
gorgeous full china doll body, "Chicken," she repeated, 
mesmerized and then giving Le-Ann's cunt another deep 
stare said, "tastes like chicken."

"Not me," Le-Ann said, dragging her finger in her pussy 
and rolling it around several times. "I taste sweet," 
she said, presenting her finger to Green's mouth "Go 
ahead, try."

"Le-Ann, I really can—" Le-Ann stuck her finger in 
Principal Green's mouth and let it role on her tongue. 
Principal Green locked her lips around the finger and 
started truly sucking it, determined to get every bit 
of wonderful flavor off it.

"I'm sweet, yes," Le-Ann said. 

"Oh yes you are," Principal Green said.

"Hey, how about me," Wei-Lu said, standing up on the 
desk and bending down so that her china twat was right 
in Principal Green's nose where she absorbed the aroma.

Before Principal Green could help herself, her tongue 
was deep in Wei-Lu's beautiful pussy. How she loved 
Chinese food.

In the meantime, Le-Ann had pulled down her skirt and 
panties and was pumping her tongue in and out of 
Principal Green's cunt. Principal Green didn't resist, 
because the only thing she loved more than her tongue 
in a Chinese pussy was a Chinese tongue in her pussy. 
Principal Green kept sucking Wei-Lu's cunt, clit and 
asshole until she felt Wei-Lu on the verge, then she 
locked her mouth on her main sex hole and pumped her 
tongue in and out furiously until she felt her most 
favorite treat in the world flood her mouth, "China 
juice," Principal Green thought, "oh yes, it had been 
way too long since I last tasted it."

As she finished drying Wei-Lu off, Le-Ann quickly 
jumped on the desk and bringing her legs up spread wide 
and said, "Don't forget me."

"Never," Principal Green said, bending to some fine 
dining in this amazing Chinese restaurant that was her 
office.

Wei-Lu, in the meantime, had taken over the job 
abandoned by Le-Ann, the job of sucking Principal 
Green's pussy, not to mention her ass and her clit.

Principal Green attacked Le-Ann's clit and, bringing 
her fingers into play for the first time, stuck three 
fingers into Le-Ann's cunt and started pumping joyously 
away.

Principal Green felt her own juices starting to flow 
and Wei-Lu lapped them up like a cat. Principal Green 
then locked her mouth over Le-Ann's cunt and pinching 
and pulling her little China clit, caused her to scream 
as she came and came like the Asian Ocean.

When Wei-Lu had finished Principal Green's juices, And 
Principal Green had finished with Le-Ann, Principal 
Green fell exhausted into her chair; the OHPF china 
dolls weren't finished with her yet though. They each 
jumped on one of her legs and together pulled off her 
blouse and bra. 

They each then locked on to one of her boobs. "Oh joy," 
she thought, "beautiful china lips on my tits. She 
hadn't played with the girls boobs yet, but she now 
wrapped a arm around each of them and filled each hand 
with a delectable yellow orb.

It was in that position that she remained when the door 
suddenly swung open and a naked Ana entered the room 
and sat on Principal Green's desk staring right into 
her eyes. Principal Green moved her eyes down to Ana's 
open cunt which was now leaking juice all over her 
desk.

"You see Principal Green, I like sitting on lots of 
desks, it doesn't mean I'm in a sexual relationship 
with the desk's owner. Now we need to talk about 
Patty." Ana said seriously, "You have no real evidence 
against her and should drop the investigation 
immediately declaring that you found the rumors 100% 
untrue."

"And why would I do that, even without solid evidence I 
can still make my case," she said this angrily with the 
china dolls still sucking her boobs and her hands still 
on one each of theirs.

"Because if you can make a case without evidence, what 
do you think I can do?" She revealed a cell phone she'd 
been holding and opening it showed that it was running 
a video of everything that had just transpired.

"You set this up!" Principal Green said, still not 
releasing the boobs in her hand.

"And you seem to have enjoyed it very much," Ana said 
smiling.

"So that's all you want, that I drop Ms. Clark's 
investigation?"

"Also that should any similar accusations surface 
against any OHPF member that you quickly dismiss it, 
and that you make sure that as long as you are 
Principal that the OHPF stays open and review free. 
That's all we need."

"This deal only goes as to the clubs special 
activities," Principal Green said starting to feel a 
strong itch between her legs brought on by the 
continuous double milking she was receiving. "If any of 
them are caught cheating, cutting, not doing work etc. 
any regular school rule, they are not to try and hide 
behind this."

"That's fair," Ana agreed, "anything else?"

"And these two are mine twice a week," Principal Green 
said smiling at Wei-Lu and Le-Ann, "They are now my 
official Principal's Assistants." She kissed them both 
on the forehead.

Ana looked at Le-Ann and Wei-Lu who looked back and 
without releasing the tits they were sucking, nodded 
their consent. "It's a deal," Ana said smiling, "With 
the condition that you stay clean, test yourself tri-
monthly. We knew you were clean because you were the 
first tested at our awareness campaign, but if you are 
going to continue regularly with two of our members you 
have to stay clean. 'Safe Sex' is out motto."

***

Patty stared up at the ceiling as she recovered from 
her latest orgasm and said, "I haven't thanked you for 
whatever you did Sugar." She was smiling as she turned 
her face to look at Ana. "Principal Green called me 
personally yesterday to say that it was all a mistake 
and that she apologized for the inconvenience it caused 
me.

"Did she say anything else?"

"Just that she was canceling all maintenance and 
custodial services to my office from now on. The 
cleaning should therefore be handled by me and my T.A., 
preferably on a daily basis."

"So you'll be back in school on Monday," Ana asked.

"Absolutely, Principal Green also said that they are 
paying me for the time I was on suspension. She sounded 
incredibly happy about something."

Ana turned in Patty's bed where they had spent the last 
24 hours together and said, "How can she not be happy, 
she's found who she wants to be with and she's with 
them."

She then climbed on top of Patty's naked body and 
kissing her said, "Just like me!"

"Just like me too," Patty confirmed and kissed her 
passionately back.


Chapter Twenty-three – The Boss' Dinner Party


George Fuller had been feeling a little stressed at his 
Accounts Receivable Division, with summer just around 
the corner, it meant that the company's fiscal year 
would be ending and with that meant end of year 
reports. "Laura," he said over the intercom, "can you 
bring me some coffee please?"

Laura came in quickly and saw how pale he looked, 
"George, what's wrong?" she said.

"I'm just getting aggravated a little with some of 
these numbers." He gave a furious look at his keyboard. 
"I'm forgetting something, something simple."

"George you need some serious inspiration," putting the 
cup in the cup holder of his desk she said, "Let me 
help." Unzipping his pants she fished out his cock and 
getting on her knees began sucking as George thought.

"The amount of the income is off by several thousands 
of dollars in September. What was the company doing at 
that time, a fund raiser, activity, did we get a last 
minute client I haven't put down here."

Seeing he wasn't totally relaxing, Laura got up and 
said "Let me take a peak." She sat on his lap inserting 
his cock deep in her cunt and constantly ground her 
hip. While doing this she looked over his September 
page on the computer. Feeling him near blowing, and not 
wanting to spend the rest of the day with a cum filled 
pussy, she leapt off again and getting back on her 
knees suctioned him in and continued sucking until he 
had cum and was definitely looking more blissful and 
rested.

Getting up she said, "Drink your coffee, then add all 
the money that the company got from the sale of the 
excess office equipment and furniture from our 
department in September to your report. That should 
make it balance out."

"Oh," said George his eyes lighting, "how could I be so 
stupid!"

"Don't worry about it, everybody seems the same these 
days," Laura said smiling.

"I take it you've been busy inspiring the others?"

"Sometimes two or three times a day," Laura admitted.

"Well, you do a good job, thanks." And George grabbed 
his coffee, gulped it down and got right to work.

Stepping back toward her own desk she saw Stan standing 
by it.

"Hello Mr. Anderson," she said smiling, "can I help you 
with something? Feeling stressed in any way?"

"No thanks Ms. Irving," Stan said also smiling, "Maggie 
has been keeping me stress free with 10 minute service 
breaks every hour on the hour."

"Good," Laura said, suddenly talking like a concerned 
wife, "this time of year seems to have a lot of people 
around here on edge."

"And you've been taking them over a different edge, I 
noticed," Stan said smiling.

"I've been taking them over a different edge so they 
don't go crazy."

"Well, keep up the good work."

"So, did you want something Stan," Laura said.

"Mr. Carson called me; he's requested the two of us 
join him for dinner tonight at his house. He said that 
the dinner was in my honor and he will be presenting me 
with a special bonus for my incredible achievements and 
accomplishments at the company this year."

"Stan," Laura said proudly, "that's fantastic!"

"Yes it is." Stan said, but sounded a bit nervous.

"So why do you look worried?" Laura said.

"It's nothing just that I've never been to a private 
dinner at the big boss' house; I may have to dress for 
dinner."

"Don't worry about it," Laura said smiling, "I eat with 
the big boss every day, there's nothing to it."

*** 

That evening, Stan and Laura drove nervously into the 
driveway of the Carson estate, they'd been here a few 
months earlier, but that had been for a public and very 
crowded fund-raiser, neither had had much opportunity 
to talk with the Carson's themselves.

They rang the bell and a very beautiful large titted 
young lady wearing a short apron and maids cap opened 
the door. Beside the cap and apron there was nothing 
else.

Getting over the shock of what the maid was wearing, or 
better said, not wearing, Stan said awkwardly, "Stan 
and Laura Anderson."

The maid seemed to be looking very disapprovingly at 
the Andersons and then a man came to the door, and said 
"Is something wrong Sophia?"

"It's just that the Master and Mrs. will never approve 
of that attire, I'm unsure if it's wise to let them 
in?"

"They are invited guests Sophie," casting an eye over 
the Andersons he said, "Hmm, but I see what you mean, 
they are a tad over-dressed. Why don't you take them up 
to the guest room first and get them some proper 
guest's clothes before presenting them."

The Andersons might have been a bit insulted if they 
weren't so amazed by what the man, obviously the 
butler, was wearing; a bow tie, nothing else.

"Good idea Brandon," and to the Andersons she said, 
"Please follow me." She led them upstairs when she 
heard a bell, "Oh, the Master needs me." She spotted 
someone on the landing above and called, "Fife, come 
here."

"Yes Sophia," said a young lady with a feather duster 
and white gloves (and of course, nothing else).

"Can you please take the Andersons to the guest room 
and get them some proper guest clothes, the Master is 
calling me."

"Sure, Sophie," and to the Andersons she said, "It's 
right this way."

Laura bent over toward Stan and whispered, "I think I 
understand what the butler meant by overdressed."

The upstairs maid led the Andersons into a large 
bedroom and showed them the closet.

"Help yourselves, any of them are suitable." Fife said.

The Andersons looked in the closet and saw a collection 
of extra short men's robes and extra sexy woman's 
negligee.

Stan and Laura looked at each other and shrugging began 
to strip.

"Oh my," Fife said, "would you like some help with that 
sir?" Fife was staring at the rock hard erection 
between Stan's legs. He had been right behind Sophia as 
they climbed the steps, and the view of her perfect 
cunt and ass had gotten to him a bit.

"Fife, I'd love your help, "Stan said smiling, "but we 
have a deal with our kids about who we let help with 
things like this."

"If you're referring to being safe," Fife said, "you 
have no worries. Ever since the little Miss joined that 
school club, safe sex has been taken very seriously in 
this house, we all get our documentation updated 
regularly."

"Really," Stan said, "well, in that case, please, be my 
guest, help all you want."

The Maid dropped to her knees in front of Stan's blade 
and did some incredible sword swallowing; Right down 
her throat. Fife then used the muscles of her throat to 
squeeze and stimulate Stan's entire cock at once.

In the meantime, Laura was checking out the negligees, 
she saw a deep red one that really turned her on, it 
had holes where the tits, cunt and ass would be (sort 
of like a negligee version of The Mistress of Pain's 
costume), she tried it out and found it to be a perfect 
fit.

Turning she said to Stan, "How do I look dear."

Laying his eyes on her, Stan said, "Wow," and then he 
exploded in the maid's mouth and throat.

"Now that is definitely a good sign," Laura said 
giggling.

"When Fife had finished cleaning Stan off, he grabbed a 
white robe and threw it on. Fife then led the Andersons 
back downstairs and into a sitting room where they saw 
Mr. Carson, dressed in a robe similar to the one Stan 
was now wearing, he had Sophia against the wall and was 
fucking her from behind.

"The Andersons, Sir," Fife presented.

Mr. Carson looked up and said, "Stan, Laura, good you 
could make it. Sophie told me they were getting you 
some more suitable clothes. We have a sort of specific 
dress code in this house when we're not throwing public 
events. Hope that doesn't bother you."

"No, Mr. Carson, not at all. It's actually quite 
similar at my house." Stan said.

"Jimmy, in this house you call me Jimmy," looking at 
Laura he said, "that goes for both of you."

The butler came in and said, "Lady Rene says she'll be 
right in, she was just getting a last minute taste of 
the cook."

"Don't you mean the cooking," Stan said smiling.

"No I don't, Sir" The butler said seriously and stepped 
out.

"Oh," Stan said perplexed as he looked back toward 
where Mr. Carson was still pumping Sophia.

Just then, a young blond woman in her early to mid-
twenties entered the room, she seemed aggravated and 
upset.

"Jimmy," she said, "this isn't fair. She will not give 
me anything anymore. Everything is for her Master. If 
it weren't for the fact that we sleep in the same bed, 
I'd never get a piece of her."

"Mary, don't worry, you know she loves you like an 
older sister, you've been her nanny since she was 5 
years old."

"I know," Mary said somewhat depressed, "but she just 
left for the Wise house again, she spends most of her 
free time either there or at the Anderson house now. 
When do I have time to be her nanny anymore?"

Laura said in a kindly voice, "Our kids' nannies 
realized early this school year that the kids were too 
old for a nanny, what they did was accept official 
other titles in the household. They are still near the 
kids should they ever be needed."

Mary saw that Mr. Carson had just cum in Sophia and she 
rushed over and swallowed up his cock to clean it off 
for him.

"Mary," Mr. Carson said, "that's a good idea. Why don't 
you take on a different role in the house, you can 
still sleep with Louise and have her every night."

Mary moved over to Sophia's cum filled pussy and 
started sucking her clean and dry. Stan's cock started 
to quickly grow again watching the young woman in 
action. When she was finished she stood up and said, 
"Besides nanny what role can I possible play in this 
household?"

"Well that's a silly question," someone said from 
behind the Andersons. They turned to see a gorgeous 
brunette in her mid-thirties standing totally nude. 
Looking toward her pussy Stan noticed she was leaking 
cum.

Mary noticed this too and rushing past the Andersons 
dropped to her knees in front of Mrs. Carson's leaky 
twat and glued her mouth to it, sucking everything she 
could find there. When she finished cleaning Mrs. 
Carson she stood up in front of her and Mrs. Carson 
hugged her.

"You see there, in the first place no one in this 
household can clean a cock or a cunt as perfectly and 
as fully as you can."

Mary laughed and said, "Yeah, but I don't think 
official groin cleaner is a household title."

"No," Mrs. Carson said smiling "doesn't mean it 
shouldn't be. Anyway, personal secretary is a title and 
with Margaret now official gone, I need one, and since 
you've been doing most of the work since Margaret took 
her leave, the title is yours if you want it."

"Really," Mary said excitedly, she locked lips with 
Mrs. Carson and the Andersons saw some pretty 
incredible tongue sucking before they finally 
separated.

"I take it that means you accept the job?" Mrs. Carson 
said smiling.

"Absolutely, thank you Miriam, I love you," she ran out 
excitedly.

Sophia followed her out, though at a much slower pace, 
this left only the Carson's and the Andersons in the 
room.

"We haven't officially been introduced," Miriam said, 
looking as though she was talking to Stan's erect cock 
(as her eyes were glued to it), "My name is Miriam 
Carson, please call me Miriam. I'm sorry for the delay 
but I found it necessary to get a sample of Chef Moor's 
exquisite cream."

"It's truly okay," Stan said looking over every inch of 
Miriam before two words popped into his head and he 
turned his head embarrassed, the words he thought were, 
"boss' wife."

"I'm Laura Anderson by the way," Laura said holding out 
her hand, "and this is my husband Stanley; Stan and 
Laura will be fine."

"I have to say," Stan said to Mr. Carson, "you have a 
pretty amazing and service-minded household here."

"Yes, we believe in true togetherness and belonging to 
one another," Mr. Carson said, "Louise has told me that 
it is not much different at your house."

"Well, we only have 2 servants," Stan said smiling.

"Yeah," Mr. Carson said, "but we only have one 
daughter."

"And for a while we were afraid she'd end up 
permanently living in your house," Miriam joked.

"Yeah," Mr. Carson laughed, "her and Jerry's girl 
Marilyn were in such a furious competition for your 
son's attention we thought neither of them would ever 
leave his side."

"We can't tell you how happy we were when they showed 
up from your house one day each with their own personal 
masters," Miriam said, "we still don't know how your 
son got them to so easily accept a transition."

"We're somewhat in the dark about that night too." Stan 
said amused, "all we know is the next day there were a 
lot of very happy people in the house."

Sophia and the butler entered, "Chef Moor said that 
dinner will be ready to set on the table in 15 
minutes." Sophia said.

"Would you like some drinks in the meantime," Brandon 
asked.

The Carson's looked over at the Andersons and Stan 
said, "I'll have tonic water and my wife will have a 
ginger ale."

"Very good, and you Sir," he said turning to Mr. 
Carson.

"Let me get a scotch on the rocks," Mr. Carson said.

"I'll just have a regular cocktail before dinner," 
Miriam said.

"Very well Madam," Brandon said, "I'll be right back 
with your drinks."

"Why don't we all sit a while and chat," Miriam said.

Stan and Laura walked over to a love chair and sat 
down, Mr. Carson sat down in a recliner chair across 
from them and Miriam sat down on his lap and started 
massaging his cock with her cunt.

"So how have you enjoyed living in Riverdale, it's been 
almost a year now since you moved in." Miriam said.

"Oh it's been more beautiful than we could have ever 
imagined," Laura said, "and the kids have been so 
happy."

"Ah yes, your kids, Triplet X Love Times 2, the most 
exciting thing to reach the town since the Mistress of 
Pain mysteriously disappeared." Mr. Carson said.

"The Mistress of Pain," Laura questioned.

"Yes," Miriam said smiling, "bit of a local legend; 
once a month the Mistress would choose two or three of 
the local teens to become her toys along with some 
specific reserved toys that always seemed to be 
present."

"Did anyone know who she was," Laura asked curiously.

"Oh, everybody knew who she was," Mr. Carson said, "but 
everyone also knew that there was a sort of unspoken 
law that stated, 'Anyone that connects the two names 
forfeits the opportunity of ever being chosen as the 
Mistress' toy again' and nobody wanted to miss the 
chance to be one of her toys."

"It was so tragic what happened to her, "Miriam said 
sadly, then catching herself said, "I mean its sad that 
no one ever got to see the Mistress again."

"Well until now," Mr. Carson said smiling, "Louise and 
Marilyn actually claim to have spent an incredibly 
exciting and awesome night with her not long ago."

Stan smiled and said, "Really."

Just then Brandon returned carrying a tray on which 
three glasses could be found. "Ginger ale," he said, 
handing Laura a glass, "Tonic Water, Sir," he said as 
he handed Stan a glass, he then went over to the 
Carson's and after handing the final glass to Mr. 
Carson said, "Your cocktail Madam, I made it strong and 
hot, just the way you like it," He presented his erect 
cock at her mouth and as she bent down to devour it, 
Laura tried to suppress a laugh. The seriousness with 
which the butler was presenting Miriam her drink was 
too much for her to handle.

In the meantime, Miriam's little lap dance on her 
husband's cock had gotten it good and hard again and he 
inserted it in her cunt and started to pump.

Mr. Carson put his drink on the table by his recliner 
and picked up and envelope. Sophia had just reentered 
and was nodding that dinner was ready.

"We'll be right in," Mr. Carson said, "pass this to 
Stan."

Sophia came over and grabbing the envelope passed it to 
Stan.

"Go ahead, open it," Mr. Carson said.

Stan opened the envelope curiously and extracting what 
seemed like a folded picture, unfolded it and studied 
it. After a minute or two he looked over at Mr. Carson 
questionably.

"I told you that as employee of the year you get a 
special bonus, the bonus is a fully paid summer 
vacation. You can keep in contact with your staff 
wherever you are through daily video-conferencing, 
there will be two interns over the summer to handle 
Laura's work as well."

Stan and Laura looked doubtful and Laura said, "I doubt 
any intern can just be brought in to take care of some 
of my more sensitive duties."

"Which is why we're not hiring just any intern," Mr. 
Carson said, "George's son Harry and Maggie's sister 
Annie will be doing the work."

"Harry Fuller and Annie Styles," Stan said amazed, "I 
know them both, I never realized they were related to 
members of my staff. Yes, they could certainly handle 
all the duties and being part of my daughter's OHPF 
club there'd be no worries." Stan then looked down at 
the picture in his hand again and said oddly, "but 
this?"

"Well that is a special gift of gratitude from my 
family to yours, for saving our lives." Mr. Carson said 
smiling but obviously very serious.

Stan and Laura looked at him wide-eyed. They then heard 
Miriam swallowing, they looked closely and saw her 
cheeks were continuously filling out and emptying as 
she would take deep loud swallows. They looked back at 
Mr. Carson questionably.

"I'm sorry sir," Stan said, "I don't understand, 
'saving your lives'."

"I can explain," Miriam said releasing Brandon's well 
cleaned cock, "you heard me give Mary Margaret's old 
job as my personal secretary, Margaret worked with me 
for 10 years also and I love her dearly, but she got in 
trouble. It happened the very day the OHPF club was 
formed by your daughter."

"Jerry had been trying to get my family to take the 
subject of 'safe sex' seriously for over a year, ever 
since 3 of his servants came down with serious STDs," 
Mr. Carson said, "putting his wife and daughter at 
risk; I didn't believe much in it."

"That day, however," Miriam continued, "Louise came 
back from your home and declared straight out that no 
one in this house was to have sex again until we had 
all gotten tested. Jimmy and I thought she'd gone crazy 
but we saw she was in her "you better take me serious' 
attitude which could sometimes lead to several weeks of 
arguments, so to avoid it the next day everyone was 
tested."

"And Margaret tested positive," Laura said.

"For HIV, the very day of the meeting she had had the 
day off and spent it with a guy she had just met. We 
don't even know where he is now, but the thing is, my 
beloved Margaret was infected and if it had not been 
for your daughter's OHPF rules, I would have been 
infected by the next morning too," Miriam finished 
sadly.

"Which means that within a week, everyone in this house 
would have been," Mr. Carson added. "Since it was 
caught so early, Margaret has been adjusting well 
physically to that triple cocktail thing they have her 
on; mentally and emotionally though, she's been in an 
unending depression, unable to accept that the life she 
used to have is over."

"But, the important thing is, we believe we owe our 
lives to your family, and want you to accept this small 
personal gift of gratitude," Miriam said.

"Louise never mentioned anything about Margaret," Stan 
said, "I guess it was a pretty private matter, but 
still this—"

"Is perfect for your backyard, I've had some 
contractors taking measurements and samples in secret 
for around two weeks. You don't have one, the kids can 
use it, and you'd piss off your boss by not accepting a 
personal gift from him," Mr. Carson said smiling.

Gulping Stan said, "This is truly generous of you sir, 
my family accepts it with much gratitude."

"Good," Mr. Carson said, "now let's go eat dinner. 
After that there are some other things I'd like to 
sample." He was looking hungrily a Laura's cunt and she 
let her legs drop farther apart as if saying, "Whenever 
you want."


Chapter Twenty-four – The Master's New Look & His Pet's 
Special Gift


Earlier that same day Lana walked the school halls with 
Hannah; being that they had this period free, Ana was 
busy being Patty's T.A. Somehow Lana and Hannah had 
fallen into an argument they'd been having for almost 
two months.

"I don't think she has anything against you," Hannah 
said, "and I don't think anybody could have told her 
that Ron prefers you're golden juices to hers. This is 
ridiculous Lana, ever since I told you that you've 
taken it to mean that's why she doesn't choose you."

"Come on Hannah, since she started her monthly torture 
parties she's taken four different other toys each 
month, besides her prized and precious two Ron and Amy. 
Every single member of our family, even Mom and Dad, 
have been her toys more than once, even the Wilson kids 
and other OHPF members have gotten the honor, yet she 
has never once chosen me!"

"I told you she has a very random way of choosing her 
toys and it deals with her appetite when she lets me 
know who to have ready. Like last month she was really 
hungry for some Wilson cunt juice and a Wilson 
cocktail, that's why she asked me to have the Wilson's 
over. And the month before that she had some incredible 
cravings for sweet and sour Chinese food, that's why 
she had me invite Le-Ann and Wei-Lu (she must have had 
a ton of their cunt and golden juices that night), and 
remember when she was dying to find out what soul food 
tasted like and told me to get her Jan and Aaron?"

"Just out of curiosity," Lana said coldly, "if the 
Mistress never leaves her torture room, how exactly 
does she let you know who to get her?"

"Oh," Hannah said smiling, "she has John's old Pocket 
PC. He wasn't using it anymore after Dad got us the PC 
cell phones and it was just going to waste so the 
Mistress got him to give it to her, promising to choose 
him every other month. She just emails me when she 
makes her choices, and between you and me, I think she 
is constantly watching us with the security 
surveillance program."

Lana rolled her eyes, but rather than argue simply 
said, "Can you please talk to her and get her to choose 
me. You're with her every single month keeping her 
video journals, she might listen to you."

"I'll try," Hannah said, "I actually know how you feel. 
Ron hasn't been giving me that special sort of 
attention either," her eyes showed strong pain.

"What are you talking about? The two of you are all but 
married, you have your own bedroom from which the two 
of you hardly come out, you get to be with him every 
month when the Mistress brutalizes him," Hannah shot 
her a cold stare and Lana added quickly, "recording 
everything I mean, and the two of you share every 
single class in school together, how can you claim he's 
not giving you special attention?"

"It's just that he hasn't been my vicious brutal master 
in months. Yeah, he's been my loving husband (you can 
say) but I miss my master. You know he's brutalized you 
more in the last few months than he has me? How many 
times has he had you on a chain now, even making you 
ejaculate more than once? You know he told me he loves 
you a lot, he considers you sort of my opposite, he 
says I'm his submissive that can occasionally be very 
dominating, but he says the 'Orgasm Queen' is his 
dominator that can occasionally be very submissive." 
She had a tear in her eye, and seeing someone 
approaching she made a quick turn and went the other 
way.

"What was that about," someone said angrily as Lana 
watched Hannah run. "You haven't been bugging her about 
talking to the Mistress again have you?"

Turning and seeing Ron she smiled saying, "You know how 
confusing it is talking to her about the Mistress? It 
gets damn frustrating sometimes."

"Well just leave her alone, this has really been 
working out just great for her and everyone she touches 
for that matter."

"Well I wouldn't know about that, since for some reason 
(that I am suddenly starting to understand a little 
better) I'm not allowed to touch her, and anyway, I'm 
not the reason she ran, you are."

"Me," Ron said raising his eyebrows, "what have I 
done?"

"Apparently it's what you haven't done; you haven't 
been giving her enough time lately."

"Please tell me you're kidding," Ron said.

"I had the same reaction, but apparently you haven't 
been acting like her Master lately. She says she's 
happy with you being, pretty much, her loving husband, 
but she's been missing her brutal master."

Ron seemed shocked by the revelation, but then thought 
out loud, "so that's why she's been so distant lately. 
Since the beginning she's been under orders to treat me 
only as her brother while in school, and at home I've 
been keeping her in the Mistress' bed chamber, I like 
that we are totally equal there, but I'd forgotten—"

"—that she doesn't want to be your equal," Lana said, 
"the whole point of having the Mistress stop by one 
night a month is so you can have a totally submissive 
Hannah 30 to 31 days a month."

"She should have told me," Ron said a little bitterly, 
"she knows I always want her to tell me when something 
is wrong."

"How was she supposed to tell you," Lana said a little 
annoyed by Ron's lack of logical reasoning, "Like you 
said, here in school she's under orders to just be your 
sister, 'please brutalize me more' isn't exactly normal 
brother/sister talk. In that bedroom of yours you have 
that ban on any dominant/submissive talk, and anywhere 
else she'd consider it a violation of her perfect 
submissiveness to be upset with how you choose to treat 
her."

"She could have had the Mistress pull my ear."

Lana gave him a wry smile and said, "and how was Hannah 
supposed to explain the Mistress knowing her most 
ultimate thoughts, they don't exactly get together for 
sisterly chats."

"So she got you to pull my ear," Ron said smiling.

"Yeah, she's a manipulative bitch, but would we want 
her any other way," Lana said smiling back.

"I have to do something to make it up to her." Ron said 
feeling both worried and guilty.

All this time, they had continued walking down the hall 
toward Dr. Lewis classroom (they had completed their 
Sex. Ed. training but they had offered to talk that day 
about their opinions on 'safe sex'); reaching the Sex. 
Ed. classroom, they found Dr. Lewis outside hanging a 
sign on the closed door.

"Class is cancelled today, thanks for your offer to 
help though," he said on seeing them. He looked 
somewhat sad.

Lana noticed something was wrong immediately and said, 
"Randy, what's wrong?"

"I just got a call from the hospital, Mabel is dead."

"What," Lana said, a tear coming to her eye, "but she 
was so much better, she's been out of isolation for 
months."

"She caught a new strain of pneumonia over night; it 
ate through what little was left of her immune system." 
Seeing Lana crying he said, "Don't cry girl, I'm not, 
it's not like we weren't expecting it, and it's not 
like Mabel isn't finally at peace."

"But it's so sad," Lana said, "and she was your only 
sister."

"Sad," Dr. Lewis questioned, "do you want to hear 
something sad," he said gravely, "You remember Lizzy?"

The memory of the mini-whore brought a smile to Lana's 
face, "How could I forget? "She said in an amused 
voice.

"Her, and her one month old baby are in the STD ward 
right now."

"What," Lana said shocked, "but she was totally clean!"

"And she stayed totally clean all the time she was my 
patient; she knew she wouldn't be chosen for any 
'special' examinations by me if she didn't. However, as 
soon as the baby was born she celebrated its birth with 
an orgy in an unused classroom at her school."

"But I don't understand," Lana said confused, "if she 
was clean until she had the baby, why is the baby in 
the STD ward too?"

"Because she'd been breast feeding it," Dr. Lewis said 
grimly, "I had warned her against it, but she 
considered it an 'erotic' connection to her new son."

"Breast fee—" Lana seemed perplexed, "does a, what is 
she now, twelve year old even have milk to breast 
feed?"

"All mothers do," Dr. Lewis said starting to turn, 
"it's a natural part of having a baby."

Ron, who had been very silent up to now, saw Dr. Lewis 
was about to walk away and said, "Dr. Lewis, can I walk 
with you, I'd like to ask you something very quickly," 
throwing Lana, who seemed intent on following them a 
sharp look he added, "just between you and me?"

Taking the hint Lana stopped and said to Dr. Lewis, 
"call me if you need help with something, wake 
preparations, invitations, comforting, whatever, I'm 
there for you."

"Thanks Lana, but since this was expected, everything 
has pretty much been ready for sometime, I will however 
get back to you on that offer for comfort. Come on Ron, 
we can talk about Hannah on the way to the car."

Ron shot him a shocked look but then continued after 
him as Lana turned around a few tears still in her eyes 
(whether for Mabel who was now dead, or Lizzy and her 
baby that now had to live through the horror, she 
wasn't sure) as she walked in the direction of the 
school library.

*** 

Early that evening, most of the Andersons were gathered 
in the family room and Lana said to Ron, "what happened 
to you after you left with Randy, you never showed up 
at 7th period?"

"I had to do a little shopping," Ron said.

"So what did you want to talk to Randy about?"

"Lana, there's a reason why I didn't talk to him about 
it in front of you."

"It can't be because it's a secret," Lana said annoyed, 
"because we don't keep secrets from each other."

"It's because it's private," Ron said coldly, "and 
privacy does still exist at times, even among us."

Lana shut up, knowing she wouldn't be able to beat that 
one.

Stan then said, "So what is everyone doing tonight? As 
you all know, Laura and I will be having dinner at the 
Carson Estate tonight so we won't be joining you and 
we're not really sure how late we'll be."

"Why don't we have a decent game night," John said to 
the others, "we haven't just hung around for a while 
now."

"I think we should have a decent rehearsal," Ana said, 
"We haven't had one since that beach opening bash a 
month ago."

"Actually," Ron said, "I think the four of you should 
spend this Friday night out," Ron said looking at his 
brothers and sisters.

Everyone looked at him sharply and Don said, "what do 
you mean away, and what do you mean you four?"

"I just mean," Ron said, "I think it would be nice for 
you to go out, have dinner at some nice junk food 
restaurant, or possibly pizza, and then see a good 
movie. When was the last time you did that?"

"Someone is trying to get rid of us," Lana said 
suspiciously, "What's up?"

"The evening is on me," Ron added smiling.

"Free pizza and a movie," John said, "in return for 
what?"

"You stay away until at least ten, and when you do come 
back you don't wonder what happened to anyone else in 
the family for a day." He threw Hannah, who had been 
looking at him curiously a dominant 'don't ask' look 
and she bowed her head.

Lana caught the look, and suspecting what it was all 
about said, "You know brother, pizza and a movie sounds 
good, but I don't think you need to pay to get rid of 
us, we can all find other things to do. I wanted to 
spend the night with Randy, he doesn't admit it, but I 
know he's really hurt and," turning to Ana, "didn't you 
want to spend another full night at Patty's?"

Ana smiled and said, "You bet I do!"

"Well," John said, "I can use the money for the pizza 
and movie, I can take Debbie, we haven't had a chance 
to be alone on a date in a while."

"I don't want to see any movie," Don said, "however, 
since John is going by the Wilson's to pick up Debbie, 
maybe he can grab Jason also and him and I can go 
bowling," he saw a lot of curious looks and he quickly 
added, "Harry is working tonight and Jason is the 
closest thing to a best friend I have, after you guys."

"So no one is staying for dinner," Amy asked a little 
cross.

"Looks that way," Ron said smiling at his brothers and 
sisters, "Amy why don't you and Pietro take the night 
off, after doing me a little favor later that is."

"And where exactly would we go," Amy asked.

"I'm sure you can find something to do," Ron said.

"So Ron," Stan said amused, "it looks like you've just 
manipulated everyone into leaving the place to you and 
Hannah for most of the night, I don't have to worry do 
I?"

"Absolutely not dad, I still remember what you told me 
last year, about playing nice with Hannah."

He threw Hannah a look and her eyes brightened with 
excitement at the thought of what 'nice' things Ron 
might have planned for her."

***

Around an hour later, Stan and Laura had left for the 
Carson's'; Lana, Ana, John and Don had left for their 
respective nights out, and Pietro and Amy were in their 
bedrooms waiting to do Ron his 'favor' before finding 
something else to do with themselves (or more likely, 
with each other).

He and Hannah were presently still in the Family Room 
and looking across at her, Ron said, "come here" she 
got up quickly and went to his side.

Ron was sitting in one of the recliners and he told 
Hannah, "sit here on my lap."

As she did so, he grabbed her by the hair and pulling 
her head back he said, "I'm going to make you say it 
today, you'll get absolutely no rest, you'll say it, or 
you'll die! That's a promise," and he suddenly grabbed 
a hand towel Hannah had noticed by the end of the table 
and plastered it on her face.

"What is that," Hannah thought to herself, feeling 
suddenly very strange, "oh, chloroform," she thought, 
just before passing out.

Ron picked up his cell phone and making a call said, 
"Amy, grab Pietro and come up to the family room, I 
need a special present gift wrapped and delivered."

***

Hannah's eyes opened very slowly, she had been hearing 
a sound somewhere for some time, it sounded like waves 
repeatedly crashing somewhere in the distance, over and 
over again she heard it, and there was a strong smell 
like the sea, the sound and smell were bringing shivers 
to Hannah's spine, she wasn't sure why, but possibly 
because she knew that they were not things normally 
found at home.

Hannah tried to move, but she felt herself totally 
restrained, where was she?

Finally opening her eyes, she tried to adjust to the 
surrounding light, but realized that it didn't help 
much because the red lights surrounding her didn't 
allow much range to see around, not that she would have 
been able to turn her head much to see.

Hannah had first thought she was lying on a bed with 
her arms and legs tied to the ends, she saw now that 
she wasn't even lying down, she was suspended in the 
middle of a room, or at least the middle of a circle of 
red light, somewhere, her arms raised high and attached 
to chains on the ceiling, that were attached to wrist 
restraints. Hannah's feet weren't touching the floor, 
but she was attached to the floor by strong bindings 
that were connected to ankle restraints on her legs. 
Hannah realized that there were also bindings holding 
her steady from both the right and left side (obviously 
connected to the walls of wherever this place was) 
these bindings were attached to neck, thigh and waist 
restraints.

"Are you totally awake BITCH!?!" someone asked from 
behind Hannah, "I've been waiting for you to join the 
party, I've been waiting to play."

Hannah felt a finger rammed up her twat and swirled 
around and around violently, it was then pulled out 
just as quickly as it had been inserted and Hannah 
could here a finger being sucked somewhere behind her. 
"And waiting to eat," the person said.

Hannah felt the restraints on the right side of her 
body removed and someone stepped into view in front of 
her. As he stepped into the small range covered by the 
red lights, Hannah gave a shiver. The person was 
wearing an executioner's hood; he was wrapped around 
his arms, shoulders and waist by a crisscrossing 
leather belt that attached to a harness in his groin 
section. In the front of that harness was a gigantic 
cock extension larger than anything Hannah had ever had 
in her twat, and she had had some pretty big things in 
there at times.

The entire body of the man before her seemed to be 
covered in gruesome artwork; skulls, dead people, 
beheaded people, zombies, bats wolves, etc. and she 
couldn't see any eyes behind the holes of his hood. "He 
must be wearing black sun-glasses," Hannah thought 
nervously suddenly unsure if this could truly be her 
master standing before her.

The man growled at Hannah and she saw several missing 
and deformed teeth, "Do you know who I am?" He asked 
her viciously.

Hannah didn't know what to say, Ron neither had tattoos 
nor missing teeth, yet who else could it be if not him?

"I said do you know who I am WHORE!?!" SLAP!

Still Hannah kept quiet.

"I see I'm going to have to loosen you lips a little." 
He put his hand in a pouch that hung at his waist (like 
the Mistress' bag of goodies it too was attached to his 
belt) and pulled out some items, among them: two nipple 
clamps (these unlike others that Hannah was familiar 
with were shaped like scissors and could be either 
quickly or slowly tightened to increasing levels of 
pain) and a clit clamp with vibrator. He attached the 
first nipple clamp and rapidly closed it half way 
yelling, "WHO AM I BITCH!?!"

Hannah screamed and for a minute thought her nipple had 
actually been cut off. Gulping she said slowly, "I 
don't know who you are."

The man growled and attaching the other nipple clamp 
slapped Hannah twice across the face. He then proceeded 
to say, "I" SLAP! "AM" SLAP! "YOUR" SLAP! "MASTER" 
SLAP! "SAY IT!" SLAP!

Hannah didn't talk and the Master pulled her clit 
violently making it swell quickly, he then attached the 
clit clamp, which also remained attached to the area 
with a powerful suction and the Master powered the 
mini-vibrator in it. This sent constant stimulating 
vibrations directly into Hannah's clit, however, not 
enough to make her cum, only enough to keep her on edge 
forever if necessary."

"Now tell me who I am."

After a while the need to cum was getting so torturous, 
more so than any beating, that Hannah gasped out, 
"Master? You are My Master!"

"Damn right I'm your master, whore. And since you 
acknowledge I'm your master, you accept that I can do 
anything I want to with your body, any part of your 
body, I want. I can fuck your whore cunt," he stuck a 
finger in her twat again and started pumping. "I can 
lick your beautiful orbs," he started running his 
tongue around her boobs, "but more importantly," he 
said untying something from his belt, "I can use this 
on your pain hungered ass." He held a long rectangular 
paddle to her eyes and let her see that the word 
'SPANK' was written on it in metal letters. He then 
showed her that on the paddle's other side the letters 
pushed out and the word SPANK appeared mirrored.

The Master walked behind Hannah and reattached all the 
right side restraints so she was completely secure and 
steady.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"I'm going to make you say it Bitch, I want to hear you 
say it! SAY IT!"

"NEVER," Hannah was thinking in her mind, "he'll never 
get me to say it."

"Isn't that a beautiful word that is written all over 
your beautiful ass?" He looked over the impressions of 
the SPANK that the 'Spank' paddle had left on Hannah's 
butt. He got on his knees and started kissing the word 
and licking the areas left marked by it. He then parted 
her butt cheeks and sticking his tongue deep in her 
asshole he began gently pushing in and out, at the same 
time he reached in his pouch and pulled out what looked 
like a jumbo egg-shape vibrator, there was a strong and 
somewhat long recovery leach attached to it. Tying the 
leash to one of Hannah's legs, while still pumping his 
tongue in and out of her ass, he pushed the egg into 
Hannah's twat with incredible force; she screamed but 
said nothing more.

Say it, BITCH!" The Master screamed.

"Never," Hannah thought again just as she came for the 
first time.

The Master aimed his tongue a little lower and began to 
lap up Hannah's non-stop flow. After helping himself to 
a generous amount, he took something else out of his 
pouch, it was a remote control that he aimed at 
Hannah's butt, and on pressing a button activated the 
vibrator deep in her cunt.

"Oh," Hannah squealed as she felt the vibrations deep 
in her pussy now, in addition to the ones her clit 
clamp had never stopped delivering.

"Are you getting close to saying it slave," the Master 
asked.

"Are you kidding," Hannah thought, "this is just 
starting to get good." Out loud, as usual, she said 
nothing.

"Not ready to talk yet whore, well let's see how you 
feel after this." And he put his hand in his pouch and 
pulled out a string of five graduated thunder anal ass 
beads, the last one much larger than the ones they had 
once used for a game of 'Stick it in the Submissive'.

"What say we get this ass a little tenderer?"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Worried the word SPANK would be permanently imbedded on 
Hannah's ass, the Master switched to his hands in the 
end.

He then kneeled and once more began to dig his tongue 
into Hannah's ass; lubing it as much as possible. He 
then took his tongue out and in its place stuck his 
index finger and started working it in her ass all the 
way to the end. He then pumped in and out for a few 
minutes before sticking his thumb into her ass.

"God this is too much," Hannah thought, "but he won't 
do it, he won't make me say it, ever!"

With a finger and thumb in Hannah's ass, the Master 
started to open up her asshole, "Open wide and take 
your medicine!" As he said this the Master brought the 
first bead to Hannah's ass; slowly extracting his 
fingers, he simultaneously inserted this first bead. It 
wasn't as large as the ones previously used, which in 
no way means it was small, however, it was easier to 
get in this first bead than it had been for Jenny at 
the party.

The master then produced a leather belt and SMACK! "SAY 
IT!" SMACK! "SAY IT!" He put his hand around her and, 
finding her nipple clamp, closed the already tight 
clamp another degree making Hannah scream. At the same 
time he reached for his remote control and increased 
the speed of the vibrator in Hannah's pussy, she 
screamed again, but this time in pleasure as she came 
and came again.

Giving her a second to rest, the Master then said, "Are 
you ready to say it wench; are you ready to speak?"

"There's nothing you can do that will ever make me 
talk;" Hannah thought, "this joy won't ever end!"

When she said nothing aloud, the master said, "Time for 
another pill then." And grabbing the next bead in the 
string, slightly larger than the first, he began 
pushing it into Hannah's ass.

"Ahh," Hannah said, closing her eyes.

"What's that Bitch? Are you trying to tell me 
something? Do you want me to stop? Tell me what you 
want."

"I want more!" Hannah said strongly, feeling his direct 
command gave her permission to say this.

Finally inserting the second bead completely, the 
Master stood and grabbed the 'Spank' paddle in one hand 
and the leather belt in the other. Standing at Hannah's 
side and positioning the paddle over her bald pubic 
area and the belt over her ass: SPANK! SMACK! SPANK! 
SMACK! SPANK! SMACK!

Hannah gave screams of pain and pleasure, especially 
when the paddle made minor contact with her clit clamp 
vibrator, giving her already over-swollen and over-
stimulated clit even more stimulation.

"Are you ready to say it, whore? SAY IT!" Standing 
behind her and grabbing a nipple clamp in each hand, he 
tightened them both another notch, making Hannah scream 
and cum at the same time. Whether she screamed from the 
pain of the clamps or the pleasure of cumming was both 
unclear and irrelevant, since to Hannah pain equaled 
pleasure.

"Have you had enough, Bitch?" The Master screamed.

Hannah was truly in pain and total discomfort now, but 
she bit her tongue so as not to say anything.

"Umm," the Master said, "a tough one, well we can fix 
that." He grabbed the third bead in the string, this 
one the size of those used at the pajama party, and 
pushed it quickly into her ass, she was still screaming 
from that when he grabbed the fourth, slightly larger 
bead and pushed it right in after the third. He then 
pushed his index finger in and made sure the beads were 
as deep as they could go. He would need a lot of room 
for monster bead number five, this one was a thunder 
vibrator bead and had a recovery leash attached. The 
Master tied the leash to one of Hannah's legs; the 
other leg still had the leash of the vaginal vibrator 
tied to it.

"I'm giving you a chance, Bitch, say it NOW! You can't 
take anymore. Tell me what you want!"

"I—Want—More!" Hannah said gasping between words.

The Master pulled something else from his pouch; it was 
a roll of medical tape. He cut off two or three very 
long strips and stuck these to Hannah's legs in 
preparation. He then grabbed the fifth anal bead and 
began pushing as strongly as he could into her ass. 
This one was getting some resistance, but the Master 
just pushed harder and harder, he ignored Hannah's 
screams, which he knew were more from ecstasy than they 
were from pain, and did not stop pushing until he had 
gotten this monster bead completely in her ass.

The Master then grabbed the long strips of tape and 
wrapped them around Hannah's body, pinning her ass 
cheeks together and, on the other side, it tightened 
the hold of her clit clamp and prevented its removal. 
Producing another remote control, he aimed it at her 
ass and the thunder vibrator bead began humming in her 
anus. Hannah gave a gasp of bliss and pain as her eyes 
popped open.

With the tape around her body, only Hannah's cunt hole 
was still accessible, and when the Master once more 
removed the restraints from her right side and stepped 
in front of her Hannah thought, "this is it, he's 
either going to make me say it, or kill me trying, but 
I won't give in, he won't rob me of the pleasure of my 
pain."

"Are you going to say it, Bitch? Tell me what you 
want!"

"I—Want—It—All!" Hannah said casting a look down at the 
monster cock extension attached to the Master's 
harness.

SLAP! SMACK! The Master hit Hannah across the face with 
the palm of his hand, and then brought it back, just at 
quickly hitting her on the other side of the face with 
the back of his hand. The true fury with which he had 
hit her left Hannah in shock, especially when with true 
disgust and loathing he said, "I hate you BITCH! I hate 
that you're making me do this to you!" He spit in her 
face and said, "That's what I think of you WHORE!"

He grabbed the recovery leash attached to the vibrator 
in her cunt and gave a furious tug, extracting it 
completely and catching it in his hand. Shutting it 
down manually, he brought it to Hannah's mouth and 
said, "One last chance Bitch, there's no turning back 
after this, are you going to say it?"

Hannah said nothing and he said, "Open your mouth and 
taste yourself." He held the vibrator to her mouth and 
sticking out her tongue, Hannah slowly licked it, "I 
said OPEN your mouth and open WIDE."

Hannah opened her mouth and the Master pushed the 
vibrator half-way in, "should you decide to say it, 
simply push this out with you tongue, in the meantime I 
strongly suggest you keep it where it is."

The Master reattached the restraints from Hannah's 
right side once more looking to keep her completely 
balanced and sturdy. He then placed the head of the 
giant faux cock at her cunt door. Hannah had been 
cumming steadily for the last 40 minutes, with a major 
dam bursting around every 5 minutes; because of this, 
the Master found it very easy to begin pushing the cock 
head into her 'slippery as oil' pussy. He went slowly 
at first though, he didn't want his favorite hole in 
the world in any way permanently damaged. Even when he 
had managed to connect his pubic hairs to Hannah's bald 
pubic, he still proceeded very slowly for a while. He 
pushed very gently in and out, in and out; when he was 
certain Hannah's cunt had thoroughly adjusted he gave 
one last look at Hannah's eyes as if asking, "You're 
sure?"

Even though she couldn't see his eyes, Hannah seemed to 
sense the concerns they currently held and, with the 
strength she has left, gave a reassuring nod.

The Master began pumping more quickly, every few pumps 
increasing both the speed and intensity with which he 
was fucking Hannah. He fucked her this way another 20 
minutes. He himself had cum around 3 times now since 
the action begun; but since he was fucking her with the 
cock extension, there was no need to slow down when he 
came again. He felt Hannah's flood waters run at least 
two more times and she looked almost dead, but still 
she refused to give in.

"Time for the secret weapon," The Master thought, 
"either she says it willingly after that, or I will 
order her to say it."

The Master extracted his monster cock and quickly bent 
to his knees to glue his mouth to her hole once more; 
he began drinking some of the continuously running 
juices, a lot of this sweet nectar had gone to waste 
during the night and he wanted to take advantage of 
some of it before moving on to the next stage.

As he drank, his nose rubbed against her taped clit 
clamp and he could feel it buzzing away, "that is going 
to be one hyper-sensitive clit for the next few days," 
he thought. Having his hands on her butt as he held her 
precious overflowing cup to his mouth, he could also 
feel the strong buzzing of the vibrator bead in her 
ass.

"Ass, check," he thought to himself, "clit, check. Only 
about 15 more erogenous zones to go; starting," he 
thought as he once more reached in his pouch and 
extracted something, "with the mother of all female 
erogenous zones." He unglued his mouth from her cunt 
and brought what he was holding to view.

"A G-spot massager," Hannah thought, "if he puts that 
on me for long I may not be able to resist."

The Master put it in place and on instantly powering it 
to half speed triggered another orgasm in Hannah, "how 
many have those been now," Hannah wondered, "I lost 
count after the first 25."

With the massager securely in place, the Master got to 
his feet and started petting Hannah's scalp and ears. 
At the same time he put his other hand behind her neck 
and gently rubbed it. He kept this up until he felt 
Hannah have another minor orgasm. He removed his hand 
from her head and pulled the egg-vibrator out of her 
mouth and began deeply kissing Hannah, making sure to 
concentrate on her lips, massaging them with his own 
and running circles over them with his tongue. 

While doing this he manually turned on the vibrator in 
his hand and brought it to Hannah's boobs, massaging 
them with the back of his hand and drawing gentle 
circles around them with the vibrator, taking care to 
play as much with the underside of the boobs as with 
the top. He now brought the hand that had remained busy 
on her neck down to her belly button, dropping the 
vibrator into it on the way down; he began drawing soft 
circles around her belly button with the vibrator. 

After a while he took his hand that had now been 
squeezing and pinching her boobs down and grabbed the 
vibrator, he continued drawing circles around it with 
his fingers, the hand with the vibrator was now moving 
slowly up and down her right side from her armpits to 
her waste sending vibrations through all her soft 
spots, on one trip down he brought it back to meet his 
other hand at Hannah's belly button and taking over the 
stimulation there, passed the vibrator on to the hand 
at Hannah's left side and began giving that side of 
Hannah's body the same treatment her right side has 
just received.

"Time to start moving in for the kill," the Master 
thought to himself as he turned off the vibrator and 
returned it to Hannah's mouth. He then began slowly 
bending down, both hands now moving down and caressing 
a butt cheek each.

"All my doors are closed," Hannah was thinking 
playfully from some blissful heaven where the 
stimulation of most of her erogenous zones had sent 
her, "what more can you do down there?"

The Master moved one hand from her butt cheek down to 
gently caress her perineum, and moved his mouth in the 
direction of her cunt.

Hannah saw this and giggling inside thought, "have you 
forgotten your path is blocked?"

But as it turns out, there was another small hole still 
accessible, and Hannah was shocked when, finding it, 
the Master began running circles around it with his 
tongue and sucking on it.

"Are you trying to make me pee?" Hannah thought, 
"Because if you aren't, that's exactly what you are 
doing."

She had been trying to hold it, but she could feel 
herself flowing golden juices; flowing straight into 
her master's mouth that was happily drinking every 
drop. "He's drinking every drop of me," Hannah thought 
joyously, "take that Lana, whose 'golden juice' is his 
favorite now?"

With her bladder empty, Hannah felt the Master move his 
hand up to her cunt and lie on the exterior side of the 
G-spot massager, then, with his lips still sucking at 
her urethra he turned the massager up full blast; 
applying total pressure on her G-spot.

"What—what's hap—happening—to—to—me?" Hannah thought as 
an incredible, glorious, feeling suddenly took 
possession of her body. It was like no feeling she'd 
had before, except maybe, that since whatever it was 
seemed to be centered at the pee hole her Master was 
still sucking, it may have been a little like peeing, 
but it was so much more than that she was , 
"CUMMMMMING!" she tried to shout, before remembering 
her mouth was also still blocked. 

She was having a G-spot stimulated orgasm that was 
shaking her entire body like a 10 point earthquake, but 
at the same time, something else was happening, she 
could feel her Master drinking her juices as they 
flowed, but not the river running down her twat, what 
he was drinking was the incredible gusher shooting from 
her urethra, the cups of clear liquid that made up 
Hannah's first ever, though she definitely hoped not 
last, female ejaculation.

"Now there's a brand of pre-mixed Anderson dressing I 
can learn to love." Hannah heard her Master say as he 
began standing.

 "Ha, now really take that Lana;" Hannah thought, "my 
cunt juice, my golden juice and now my rare juice, 
how's that for a triple cocktail, or is that a 
cunttail?" Hannah felt herself wanting to lose 
consciousness but she fought it thinking, "NO, no I 
don't want to go, I refuse to go, I want more, I need 
more, I don't care if I die, I know I'll die happy."

As he finished standing, the Master revealed that he 
was holding another paddle.

The new paddle was similar to the 'Spank' paddle, 
except that instead of a word, what it had on it was a 
big red heart.

"Now I think this has gone far enough," the Master 
said, "it's time for you to say it."

He released all her side restraints, leaving only the 
chains on her arms and legs to support her. He then 
removed the vibrator in her mouth and screamed, "SAY 
IT!"

When she refused to talk he connected the paddle to her 
ass cheek with a resounding SPANK!

"Say it damn you BITCH! I'm not giving you a choice 
anymore." SPANK! There was now a large impression of a 
heart on each of Hannah's butt cheeks. "This is a 
direct order from your master, SLAVE, SAY IT NOW!"

"That was it," Hannah thought, nearly unconscious, (it 
was actually a miracle she was still in any way 
responsive after a cum like she had just experienced), 
now she'd been given an order, and no good slave could 
disobey a direct order. Weakly and with much trouble 
she voice the phrase that guaranteed an end to all her 
fun, for now anyway, "The Mistress has a headache," she 
said softly, and then, with surprising strength added, 
"and she loves you for it," she then passed out 
completely and just hung there like a puppet waiting 
for its strings to be pulled.

The Master immediately set about the task of removing 
all the equipment still on and in Hannah: the nipple 
clamps, G-spot massager, clit clamp vibrator, and anal 
beads (which he extracted very slowly), he then walked 
out of the circle of red light for a few minutes and 
soon the room they were in was flooded in true light. 
The Master walked over to a table in the center of the 
room and leaned over to study the screen of a computer 
notebook, on it he viewed six tiled windows all showing 
the now almost lifeless Hannah from six different 
angles and was satisfied to see them all still 
recording. Shutting them all down, he started removing 
his costume, the darkened caps in his teeth especially, 
were proving a drag. The fake tattoos, also, were more 
bothersome than he imagined.

After a while, however, Ron was standing in front of 
Hannah's limp and suspended body and after slowly 
lowering the ceiling chain holding her arms, he let 
Hannah lie on the ground while he unchained her legs 
and arms. He then carried her to a cot against one wall 
of this large chamber is a better word, he lay her down 
and then lay himself down next to her.

Ron then pulled Hannah's unconscious body on top of his 
and his semi-hard cock slid easily into her still wide 
open pussy; he kissed her pale motionless face and 
said, "Don't get too used to that kind of treatment. I 
love you and want you always to be as happy as you can 
be, but I also want you alive and by my side for as 
long as I live." He kissed her again and letting her 
head lie comfortable on his chest, he closed his eyes 
and let the sound of the waves crashing against the 
cave entrance outside lull him to sleep.


Chapter Twenty-five – Family Room


"There's that annoying ringing again," Ron thought as 
for something like the third time in the last hour he 
heard a phone ringing somewhere nearby. He had woken up 
when the first ring sounded an hour ago but he had 
refused to open his eyes, refused to move, he felt so 
fantastic just the way he was, his cock especially 
couldn't be better, he didn't know how long it had 
been, but he knew it was still where he had put it for 
safe keeping when he fell asleep. He could feel the 
warmth and wetness of Hannah's cunt all around it, and 
every now and then, he could feel her cunt muscles 
clenching and unclenching it, keeping it rock hard.

She was still asleep, he was sure of that; he could 
feel her steady, even breathing as she slept on top of 
him. This was another reason he hadn't wanted to get up 
to answer the phone, he hadn't wanted to disturb her.

Ron was starting to wonder though, who wanted to talk 
to him so badly, "How long have we been down here?" He 
wondered.

"Maybe it is time to answer it," he heard Hannah say.

Opening his eyes he smiled at her and said, "You're 
awake, I thought you were still sleeping."

"I was until a little while ago. But I'd been hearing 
the phone for a while. We better get it."

"It would mean we would have to separate." Ron said as 
he began pumping his cock in her cunt a few times.

"It's Saturday, I think," Hannah said, suddenly unsure, 
"we have all day to reconnect."

Ron felt her stomach grumbling and he said, "Maybe 
you're right. You need to eat something. How are you 
feeling?"

"Awesome," she said leaning down and giving him a kiss, 
"I love you Master, thank you so much, for everything."

She rolled slowly off of him allowing his cock to pull 
out of her cunt; she felt suddenly very empty. She had 
felt her master's wonderful cock in her all night as 
she slept; now suddenly it wasn't there.

Ron got up and checking his cell phone said, "It's 
Saturday alright, Saturday evening to be exact. We've 
been in bed for around 18 hours."

"You're kidding; your cock has been in my cunt for 18 
hours straight;" Hannah said smiling, "no wonder I 
suddenly feel so empty. But it does also explain why I 
feel so rested."

"It looks like everybody has been trying to call us all 
day." Ron said, "Even Amy and Pietro have called twice; 
I had asked them not to tell anyone where we were and 
they were probably feeling pressured by now."

"Just out of curiosity," Hannah said, "how did you get 
an unconscious me way down into this bomb shelter," 
then thinking better said, "on second thought, I'd 
rather not know."

"Yeah," Ron said smiling, "I figured you wouldn't."

"It's a miracle though that the others haven't just 
come and gotten us by now." Hannah said, "they must 
know, Lana especially, the kind of night we were going 
to have. And they know that for those times, this is 
our special place."

"They probably do know, but I sort of locked the 
entrance. I also left a few signs on the plateau above 
that we were not to be disturbed. But it looks like 
they've been getting worried." He closed the phone and 
said, "come on, we better go show them we haven't 
killed each other. We can leave everything here for 
now." He put on some shorts and threw Hannah a large 
over sized tee-shirt. "Just so we have something on 
when we walk through the crowded beach." He said.

Hannah, who had missed catching the shirt turned around 
and bent down to pick it up. As she turned her ass to 
Ron, he saw the clear impressions of a heart on each 
ass cheek as well as several impressions of the word 
'SPANK'. Smiling he said, "How does your ass feel?"

"Like it'll hurt for a month; I'll be cumming every 
time I sit down." She rubbed her ass and gave a small 
tremble. "See what I mean. It's FANTASTIC!" 

"Did I ever tell you that you're weird?" Ron said 
grinning, "It doesn't change the fact that I love you 
more than anybody can love anybody, but you are weird." 
He put his arm around her shoulder and led her to the 
ladder that led to the opening of the manhole like 
entrance to the bomb shelter they were in. On the long 
climb up, Ron took advantage of the fact that Hannah's 
naked hairless cunt was clearly visible from under the 
shirt and stuck his tongue in it, sucking it all the 
way up. By the time she reached the top Hannah was 
seriously cumming once more in Ron's mouth. 

Allowing herself to finish cumming, and letting Ron 
clean her off, Hannah finally open the hidden entrance 
to the bomb shelter and came out on the small hidden 
plateau on the beach. Stepping completely out they 
found John, Don, Lana, and Ana outside looking 
seriously concerned.

"What the hell have you two been doing?" Lana screamed. 
"You know how worried everyone has been! You couldn't 
take one minute away from your lovemaking to answer the 
phone and say, 'don't worry we're fine!'"

Ron looked at Hannah and said, "is it that time of the 
month already?"

"I think she's a day or two early this month," Hannah 
said.

"Listen," Ron said, "I'm sorry about worrying everybody 
but believe it or not we just woke up. We had a bit of 
a tiring night and somehow ended up missing all of 
today."

Hannah bent down to help roll the cover stone that hid 
the bomb shelter entrance back into place and John 
caught sight of her butt as her shirt rolled up, "I see 
what you mean," he said smiling.

"Oh shit," Lana said going over and pulling Hannah's 
shirt up to get a good look at her ass. "how could you, 
you Bastard!" She dropped to her knees in front of 
Hannah's ass and starting kissing and licking her butt 
cheeks, she then stuck her tongue in the crack to lick 
and sooth the inner cheeks, finally sticking her tongue 
in Hannah's ass and tongue fucking her ass for a 
while."

"Lana," Hannah said, "it's okay, but if you keep on 
like that you're going to kill me with over-joy, I've 
already had more than my share in the last 24 hours."

"So is there any particular reason we were woken up?" 
Ron asked, looking to change the subject.

"Oh," Ana said, "Mom and Dad have wanted to have a 
family meeting all day. We better go."

As Lana helped Hannah climb over the rocks that kept 
the man-made plateau hidden from the regular beach 
goers she took one last opportunity to tongue Hannah's 
ass and as she helped push her over the rock, to stick 
her fingers in Hannah's still somewhat tender hole.

As they all walked across the beach, Hannah took a 
moment to whisper to her two sisters, "I did it, I 
ejaculated! I'll fill you both in later."

*** 

Two hours later, the family gathered in the large 
family room to hear what Stan and Laura had to say.

"Hannah," Laura said concerned, "don't you want to sit 
down?"

"I think I'll stay standing," Hannah said smiling, "I 
don't want to risk anything like what just happened in 
the dining room happening in here."

"The sofas and love seats in here are much softer than 
the dining room chairs, I doubt you'll have another 
orgasm attack and start cumming on them," Laura said.

"And it isn't like most of them aren't stained with cum 
already anyway," Lana added.

Ron was sitting on one of the single recliners in the 
room and said, "Just come here and sit with me Honey, 
we're suppose to be getting reconnected anyway."

Stan watched amused as Hannah went happily over to Ron 
and, having her cunt swallow his cock, sat down on his 
lap. "You two will be paying attention right?"

"Of course Dad," Ron said, "So what's your news?"

Looking around Stan asked, "Well, before I say anything 
how about you all tell me a little about how things are 
going with you. This is our first meeting of this type 
in months. How have you all been; anything new 
happening? Have you finally chosen that vehicle you've 
been trying to buy all school year?"

The kids smiled at this last question and John said, 
"Almost there Dad, now that Ana and Don finally have 
their licenses we can get to work on buying one."

"I still don't know why we had to wait until we all had 
licenses," Lana said angrily.

Stan looked surprised by her outburst and whispered to 
Laura, "Is it that time already?"

Ana snapped jumpily, "Because we're all going to own it 
and we should all be able to drive on the very first 
day, and we aren't going into that again!" Quickly 
changing the subject she said, "How is Dr. Lewis? Patty 
wanted to know if there's anything she can do to help 
with the memorial service for his sister."

"He's pretty much set. He's had all the arrangements 
ready for months. He knew that when it happened it 
could be just like it was, at the moment."

"When is the service?" Laura asked.

"Tomorrow, he asked me to say something at the church 
and I prepared a small speech that focuses on Mabel, 
her young death, and the need to be aware of the STD 
danger out there. I've asked all the OHPF members to 
attend."

"Well I'm very proud of your work this year dear," Stan 
said, "you'll never really know the number of lives you 
may have helped save."

"I'll tell Patty about tomorrow's service," Ana said, 
"I know she'll want to be there too."

"How is everything with Ms. Clark," Laura asked, "She's 
had no more trouble with Principal Green?"

"I doubt she'll ever have trouble there again. 
Principal Green is an unofficial member of OHPF now," 
Lana said, "the relationship between her, Le-Ann and 
Wei-Lu has really escalated."

"I knew they'd be perfect for each other," Ana said 
proudly, "just like me and Patty."

"Well, since there are three of them involved," Lana 
said, "it's more like Randy, Katrina and me."

"How is that working out?" Laura said suspiciously.

"It's fine, they both accept that I love them both 
equally and they've started having a really hot 
relationship themselves even when I'm not around."

"And that doesn't bother you," John said frowning.

"No," Lana said, "I love and trust both of them and 
want them to feel the same way about each other."

"I don't think I'd ever be able to be in a relationship 
like that," Don said, "Ja—Harry is enough for now. By 
the way, I talked with Harry the other day and he's 
going to be working for you over the summer Dad."

"Yes," Stan said, "Mr. Carson told me last night, and 
talking about the summer, that is what this meeting is 
truly about, our first entire summer together and what 
to do."

"Well towards the middle of July they all have to come 
to summer camp with us. We've really been looking 
forward to it."

Stan turned his head to see who had spoken and saw 
Debbie walk in followed by Katrina and Jason. It had 
been Katrina that had talked.

Seeing how Hannah was sitting, Katrina went over to 
Lana and sat on her lap. Lana immediately started 
playing with Katrina's twat and that incredible clit 
she had fallen so much in love with.

Debbie walked over to John and also sat on his lap 
saying, "we brought applications to Sun View Hill 
Summer Camp; they should be filled out as soon as 
possible."

"Summer camp," Lana said hugging Katrina tightly by the 
back, "I always wanted to go to summer camp."

"Fantastic," Don exclaimed, "I really want to try some 
of the water activities like kayaking or rafting."

Stan and Laura looked a bit put off and Stan said, 
"Kids, we were sort of hoping to spend the summer 
together."

"Summer can be a long time, Dad," Ron said. "There 
should be time for the family to do something together 
during the first half while still leaving us the last 
half for summer camp."

Thinking a little Laura suddenly said, "You know, Stan, 
the last half does cover our first anniversary and I 
sort of had dreams of spending it the way we did our 
honeymoon, on Josie and Henry's yacht in the middle of 
some ocean."

Stan, who had been frowning, suddenly smiled at the 
prospect of another deep sea getaway. "Well, I guess 
hoping to spend 3 months somewhere with the kids would 
be too much."

"Thee months," Ron questioned, "don't the two of you 
work?"

"I've been given an extended vacation as a special 
bonus for making 'Employee of the Year' I just have to 
check in daily with my staff via the internet."

"Wow," Lana said proudly, "congratulations Dad."

"Yeah," Ron said, "'Employee of the Year' in less than 
a year."

"So that still leaves us the first half of the summer," 
Stan said moving on, any suggestions how to spend it?"

"A lot of people back pack across Europe," Hannah said 
happily (the happiness came from the fact she had just 
cum and not from the thought of a trip to Europe.)

"Somehow I think a European vacation for 8 might blow 
our budget," Stan said, "especially if the six of you 
want to come back and go to summer camp."

"We can stay in the country and go to a Hawaiian Luau," 
Ana said hopefully. "Patty will be there the first half 
of the summer and she asked if I'd join her. But she's 
going to be with her family and I'm not sure I want to 
meet them, not alone anyway. Patty admitted they don't 
approve of certain things." Then smiling she said, "but 
it might be easier to meet her family if my family was 
there."

"I think we should just go camping like we've always 
done," John said.

"I'd like to take a road-trip," Ron said, "a cross-
country road trip."

"John is the oldest and smartest," Debbie protested, 
then remembering it was a family meeting added, "not 
that this is my meeting of course."

"Hey," John said, "whatever we do, I expect you to join 
us, you are definitely family," he looked around the 
room as if daring anyone, even his parents, to 
contradict that.

"I like the idea of a road trip," Lana said, "it sounds 
exciting."

"Well, I've always wanted to go camping," Ana said, "I 
mean really camping."

"Why don't you do both," Katrina added.

"Don't be silly," Lana said, "reaching around her and 
grabbing her tits, "there aren't enough days to take a 
road trip, go camping, and then go to summer camp while 
Mom and Dad go on another Caribbean Cruise."

"You can take a road trip tour of the different camp 
resorts in the mountain areas," Katrina said.

"A road trip and camping at the same time," Ron said 
smiling looking over at John.

"I like it," John said smiling back.

"Now that's what I call a compromise," Stan said, also 
smiling, "and I like it too, how about the rest of 
you?"

"It sounds great Dad," Don said casting a weird look in 
Jason's direction and hoping no one noticed, "I can't 
wait to get on the road."

"I can't wait to roast marshmallows over and open fire 
while telling ghost stories," Ana said.

"Can I really come," Debbie asked hopefully.

"Absolutely," Stan said, "We'll have to get a pretty 
large RV for the trip, but what's one more."

Lana gave a loud, obviously fake cough and everyone 
turned to where her fingers were now busy in Katrina's 
cunt as she kissed her back.

"Right," Stan said understanding, "well, Pietro and Amy 
will be staying to supervise some work that will be 
done in the backyard while we're away, so when I say 
one more, I mean one more than the ten that would 
normally be going." He looked over at Jason and smiled 
saying, "I take it you will be going with us?"

"You bet!" Jason said smiling and looking at Don, but 
then quickly looking away.

"Maybe we should rent two RVs," John said.

"One extra large one should be fine; the majority of 
you will be sleeping in tents at the different 
resorts." Stan said.

"What's going to be happening in the backyard," Lana 
said suddenly as Pietro and Amy entered with some trays 
filled with snacks and sodas."

"That is a surprise," Laura said, "don't worry about 
it."

"So, I take it this meeting is over," Ron said, 
starting to pump Hannah more strongly.

"Absolutely," Stan said, "and I like your idea for a 
finale son." He grabbed Laura and pushing her back in 
the couch stuck his cock deep in her wet pussy.

John also was already deep into pumping Debbie said, "I 
like it too."

Ana grabbed Katrina right off Lana's lap and to an 
angry Lana said, "This clit belongs to you and you can 
use it any time you want, so how about sharing it for 
once."

Ana pulled Katrina to the floor onto herself where 
Katrina instantly started pumping Ana's pussy with her 
magic clit.

Lana continued looking annoyed for a few minutes but 
then pushing Jason onto the floor, straddled his cock 
and burying it deep in her pussy began to ride her. He 
actually did not seem as overjoyed about this as he was 
when they first met. That is until Don walked behind 
Lana and pushing her completely onto Jason, began 
pumping her ass. Lana could feel the two cocks in her 
constantly meeting, separated only by a thin membrane 
somewhere between her cunt and her anus. 

She had the strangest feeling that neither of the guys 
pumping her even noticed she was between them. Then 
Pietro came over to them and kneeling before Lana's 
head presented his cock to her mouth and she sucked it 
in joyously, the thought of a good mouthful of warm hot 
Pietro cream always helped wash all other thoughts 
away.

Amy, searching for a way to join in the fun walked over 
to where Katrina was pumping Ana and, sitting on Ana's 
face, had Ana suck her cunt deeply. Bending forward, 
Katrina was able to suck Amy's ass at the same time. 
Amy gave a small sigh thinking, "Home sweet home, it's 
just like you always wanted it Mom!"

To be continued in Book 3...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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