Chapter 6
Living in sin
The door bell rang. The noise interupted Peter's sleep. It rang again. He stirred in the early morning light rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Rolling over his arm fell across someone. Anna or Mary? Black hair, it was Mary. She opened her eyes.
"Hello darling." she said, her hand reached down to stroke his penis.
Hearing the door bell again he said, "Would you mind seeing who that is and send them away? We are going to be busy today."
Mary obeyed. Rising, she wrapped a satin gown around her beautiful curves and departed the bedroom.
The movement caused Anna to wake and drape her arm over Peter. Her bare body pressed against his. Although he enjoyed abusing her the night before, he felt guilty, laying naked with her. In their childhood she had tormented him but, in her special way, she loved him as any sister loved their brother. He pushed her arm away.
Muffled voices came through from the doorway. Peter pulled his trousers on, thinking how he would have to collect his cloths from home. The sound of the voices grew louder, a arguement must have broken out. He went to explore.
Mother stood at the entrance wearing a long coat, Mary barred her way. From their stance either woman looked poised to strike the other. It took Peter a moment to realise how his commands had caused to situation.
Mary said through clenched teeth. "He does not want to see you. We are going to be busy all day."
Mother reproached, "Let me see my son or I'll tear your eyes out Mary."
Peter was about to interupt when soft arms circled his chest. Anna cuddled him from behind.
Mother looked his way. She switched her gaze between Mary, who blocked her path, naked Anna, and finally Peter. Her eyes shifted between his face and groin.
"What's going on here Pete?" she asked suspiciously. "Tell this bitch to let me in and tell me what you have done this time."
Peter nodded to Mary to let Mother in. In the room, surrounded by the three woman he loved the most, his guilt rose in a flame. Mother's question made him realise how he had abused his power. To make them love him was nice but turn them into mindless sex slaves meant losing their personalities.
Mother true motivations were revealed. Pulling her coat open, she exposed a sexy teddy with white lacing barely covering her breasts and crotch. She looked good but this only made Peter feel worse. Her new behavour outweighed her concern as a mother and she knelt down to unhook his trousers.
Upon seeing the act Mary and Anna joined in by smothering Peter in kisses. Hands stroked his body and lips kissed him everywhere. The sensation washed over him, his penis swelled in Mother's mouth, and sperm shot forth uncontrollably across her face.
As the excitement lessened his guilt returned. Mother cleaned her face by wriping the sperm with her fingers and tasting every drop. Anna and Mary embraced each other on the carpet. The scene was erotic but, at the same time, shameful.
He said, "Mom, Mary, Anna. I want to show you something. Please look here."
They all glanced his way in time to see the ring glow. The ring shook in his hand, the effort of captivating three people seemed to try its power.
Quickly he said, "Mom and Anna I want you to behave the way you did before my birthday. Forget about my previous command and the past few days. Become your old selves with just a couple of exceptions. You will agree with whatever I say and do, and you will help me to do whatever I want. Mary, I like the way you are but you will be more discreet when you are with other people. You will act the way you use to except when we are alone or when I say so."
The women came out of the trance. After clearing the slepy blur they gawked at their own dress, or lack of. The room became a flurry of action as each person grabbed for the nearest cloths or ran out to find something to wear.
Mother and Anna still did not understand why they were in Mary's appartment or what had occured when they were fully clad.
Peter explained, "There is nothing to worry about. We all stayed the night here and you were waiting to have a shower."
Anna asked, "Okay but why can't I remember anything and why was I on the floor with Mary?"
"Because you were drunk last night and Mary helped you up. You tripped over the step. Now you better be on your way home. I'm going to stay here."
Mother asked, "Why are you staying Pete? Aren't you coming with us?"
He pulled Mary close to him and slid a hand onto one of her large breasts. "No, I going to stay and fuck Mary for the rest of the weekend. Is that alright with you?"
"Yes perfectly," said Mother smiling. "I only wanted to know when you're coming home."
"When I feel like it."