Family Master Ch. 41-44

Chapter 41

Two years after their initiation into the club, the twins were in their new apartment, making dinner together. Once they reached the third year of college, classes ramped up and it was decided that they needed to be closer to campus to relieve some of the travel stress. Both of them, as well as their parents, were a bit unhappy about the change. They'd reached a comfortable routine, where Steven gave them all that they needed as slaves; most of their needs were being met, but with Steven moving away, their parents fell back into a lonely frustration.

So they moved together. They still returned home any weekend that Nathan and Ericka were there, and they tried to get home a few nights a week for food, laundry, and sex with their parents. But, in general, Steven and Sandy lived together, with Sandy switching between sister and slave when necessary. They slept in the same bed but kept separate bedrooms in case friends came over.

Sandy walked up behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, leaned her head into his back, and asked, "Are you sure about this?"

"I think it's necessary," he said, spinning around in her arms, leaned down, and kissed her. Plus, I think it could be really fun!"

"We don't need them," she whined and rubbed the front of his pants. "I should be enough!"

"It's not about the sex, at least not wholly; it's about hiding our relationship from the world and making a future for all of us. Them included."

Sandy leaned further into his chest, "I wish we didn't have to hide from the world."

"Me too. But we do, and this way works really well for everyone."

"Yeah... It does," she said reluctantly.

He kissed her again, then said. "It's just a date. Give them a chance, but if you truly don't like them, then we'll figure something else out. But, seriously," he held her face and looked her in the eyes, "Give them a real chance."

"Fine," she spread out the word like a petulant child.

He laughed that off and kissed her once again before returning to the meal. Once the meal was in the oven, they set the table, did some last-minute cleaning, and then sat together on the couch. Ten minutes after they sat down, the knock finally came at the door and they went together to open it.

On the other side of the door was a man and woman. Of similar age to the twins, the woman had long, straight, platinum blonde hair, was about 5'6" tall, a thin, fit, nearly perfect body, with what looked like firm c-cup breasts in her white tank top. She had bright beautiful blue eyes, a small nose, and a small puckered mouth. The only thing that may have kept her from being a perfect ten was a jaw and chin that were a little too strong and a forehead that was a little too big, but otherwise a head-turning stunner.

The man's face was similar to the woman's, but the strong features worked well on him. His hair was the same color as the woman's, but it was short and styled. He was a little taller than Steven and muscular. "Welcome!" Steven said cheerfully, reaching his hand out for a shake. The woman took it first, then the man. Come on in."

They came inside, sat on the couch and Sandy got everyone drinks then slid in next to Steven and placed her hand on his thigh in an intimate gesture. Steven noticed the possessiveness but didn't want to bring any extra notice to it. Once, they have settled Steven just bluntly said, "Okay, if there's one thing the Club taught me is that being straightforward about these unusual topics is the best and quickest way to avoid the awkwardness.

"So, I'm Steven. This is my twin sister and sex slave, Sandy. I am also a Master and have sex with my parents and we have a lot of sex with members of the Club. What we are looking for in this arrangement are partners that we hope to one day marry and have children with. We want to have partners who are okay with our relationship and our actions with Club members. To have them help us hide our relationship from the world. We are looking to see if you can be those partners."

The woman made a similar gesture with her hand on the leg of the man beside her and smiled at Steven and Sandy. Then said, "I'm Svetlana, Lana to my friends. This is my brother and lover, Anton." She smiled up at her brother. "We don't have as much sex with Club members as you do, Anton likes to watch me be with another man, then we later have sex together, so we only do private get-togethers with members. Before we heard from Alan and read your e-mail, we hadn't really thought about our future relationships or children. But, since then, we've talked, a lot, and we agree with your assessment; we don't want to end our relationship with each other and your idea sounds like it could work well for everyone. As long as we can all get along," she added.

Steven released the tension he didn't know he was holding, the first step went well. "I'm glad you've given this so much consideration."

"How do you see this going?" Lana asked.

"First, we should establish if we're physically attracted to each other." He paused and looked at Lana, "I find you incredibly sexy Lana."

Lana gave a girlish giggle and smiled at him, "Well, normally I like my men a little bulkier," she grabbed her brother's arm muscle. "But, you're pretty hot."

"Sandy?" Steven asked her.

"I mean, I don't really have a solid type, but yeah, um, Anton, you're totally hot! And I think you are too, Lana." She said embarrassed.

Anton looked at Sandy and then back at his sister with a pleading look in his eyes. She nodded back at him, and then he said, "Yes, Sandy. I also think you're cute; your body looks nice..." he said in a shy, quiet voice, trailing off.

"Good!" Steven said, "That's a great start. We should also consider having sex tonight. Make sure we're sexually compatible before we get too deep. In the meantime, we should try to establish some boundaries."

"Sex already," Lana smirked as she said it.

"We're all part of a sex club; it's not that crazy," Steven joked back.

"Fair," Lana laughed. Steven liked her laugh and her sense of humor.

Anton said something to Lana in what sounded like Russian, and she answered back in the same.

"Russian?" Steven asked once they stopped talking.

"Da," Lana said bringing out an accent she wasn't using before. "Our parents were both born in Russia and work in a business that brings them back there for at least two months a year. They mostly speak Russian at home, so we're fluent."

"Nice, that accent is sexy," Steven said and she smiled back at him.

Soon dinner was ready and they continued their conversation while eating. Anton seemed very shy and almost anything he said that wasn't directly asked of him was said in Russian to his sister. Steven could tell this was bothering Sandy, but he liked Lana and wanted this to work; he just didn't know what to do about it.

"So, your parents obviously know about your relationship, why do you need a beard?" Lana asked.

"A beard?" Sandy asked.

Steven answered, "A 'beard' is a term used by gay people when they marry or are in a relationship with a person of the opposite gender, in order to hide their sexuality, either from family or for like a political career. So in this context, we're using each other to hide our true selves from the world."

"Oh," Sandy said.

"We need a 'beard' because now that we're living on campus, friends are coming over and not seeing us dating anyone. I've brought Claire to a few parties to belay some suspicion, but I think we need something stronger. Also, Sandy and I talked about it, and we want children, but obviously can't have them together, so we need to start something that can eventually lead to that.

"We need someone who knows, understands, and accepts our incestuous relationship. Someone of the right age and with similar goals. If you think about it, you're the absolute perfect couple, at least for these factors. If we can't get along or don't like each other, then there isn't much we can do about that, but for now, for our goals, it's pretty solid."

"Okay..." Lana said slowly, "I can see that. We also need someone to meet our parents, to hide. We also talked about it, and we and our parents want us to have children. This does look like a good set-up," she glanced at Anton who was fidgeting. "We are going to talk about tonight more, which means no sex until my brother and I make a decision together."

"Alright, too bad," Steven smirked, "But I'm glad you're giving it due thought."

"Oh, we really are!"

They ate together and had normal double-date conversations, at least all of them but Anton did. They then played a board game and drank a little more before Lana said they were going to head out. She went to Steven, stood on her tiptoes, gave him a quick, but intimate kiss, and then whispered in his ear, "I like you. I want this work. Anton, despite being quiet, does like Sandy. That's what all that Russian was about. He's just shy. If you can get Sandy on board, we 'will' be doing this again. And next time sex 'will' be on the table. Maybe even that table," she pointed at the kitchen table and laughed.

Steven grabbed her chin and kissed her again, more passionately, "Deal. And the table is strong enough, we've tried it before." They both laughed.

Sandy went to Anton, hugged him and then pulled his head down and gave him a quick kiss, "It was nice to meet you, Anton."

He blushed, but said, "You too. I had fun."

Once they were out the door, Sandy turned and jumped Steven, wrapping her legs around his waist and covering him with kisses. "I'm horny!" Sandy pleaded. "I thought we were going to fuck them!"

"I tried." He said, then walked to the couch, and sat down hard with Sandy straddling his waist. "Did you like Anton?"

"He was too quiet, he only said a handful of words to me all night, and he's kind of weird."

"Weird? Says the girl who likes to be tied up and plowed by half a dozen men?"

"It's a different kind of weird," she pouted.

"Will you at least keep going on dates with us?"

"I don't know. He's not really my type."

"Is there anything I can do to convince you?" Steven asked as he roughly grabbed her ass.

She moaned, "If you tie me up and fuck my ass, I'll give you one more date."

"Oh, no!" Steven put the back of his hand to his forehead and in mock distress said, "How will I ever handle paying such a high price? I just hope I have the will and strength to do this task for you!" He then jumped up, threw her over his shoulder, smacked her ass hard, and rushed back to his bedroom.

He set her on the floor and lifted her sundress over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, so she stood there in just a pink, lacy thong. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, lightly biting and licking. He then turned her and pushed her onto her stomach on the bed. He reached down grabbed the side of her thong and pulled it down her legs. Between her ass he saw a butt plug; she must have wanted or expected anal sex tonight.

Steven went into his closet, brought out a trunk, unlocked it, and then pulled out a bunch of things, and some white bondage rope. He then placed a blindfold around her head. He grabbed one of the ropes and straddled her back and let his hard cock rub against her through his jeans before he grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back.

He looped the rope around her wrists and tied it so she had very little movement. He then took the longest rope and looped it around her chest so that it circled her breasts in figure eight before he tied it behind her back as well. As he finished tying it, she moaned softly. He pushed her onto her stomach and tied the last pieces of rope around her ankles to the corners of the bed, spreading her legs wide. He stepped back to admire her sexy body. The white ropes contrasted nicely with her summer tan.

"I want you to fuck me," she said. "Use me however you want. Make me your toy."

He removed his clothes and crawled back onto the bed and slapped her ass hard. She moaned even as a red mark showed up. He then slapped the other cheek and the sound filled the room. He crawled around to the head of the bed and he gently slapped the side of her face with his hard cock and she giggled. He then slapped the other side of her face harder and she moaned rather than giggled. He set the head of his dick on her lips and she started to lick the tip.

He rubbed the tip of his dick against her lips so that his precum joined her lip gloss and made her lips glisten. He parted her lips with his dick and pushed between them. She began to swirl her tongue around his cock and he shuddered each time she licked the sensitive spot right underneath the head. He eased his cock further into her mouth. Sandy took his dick into her mouth with no problem. He thrust his hips slowly and fucked her mouth. Soon, he felt himself building toward orgasm and pulled his dick from her sexy mouth.

He moved around her and slapped her ass a few more times to make it red again. He traced his finger down her slit and she shuddered. Her pussy was drenched with desire. He slapped her ass even harder and left a complete handprint on it. He grabbed the lube and pulled out her butt plug. He poured some of the lube on her ass and rubbed it in until it shined. He then started teasing her asshole. He lubed up the silicon butt plug and spread her ass. He rubbed the end of the butt plug against her hole. She shuddered and moaned, but didn't say anything. He used the plug to spread the lube around her asshole before inserting the tip back in. He eased it in and out slowly a few times and each time pushed it in deeper. He added a little more lube to it and pushed it all the way. As soon as her asshole closes around it she sighed with a fluttering breath.

"You like your ass being filled?" He asked and slapped her again.

"Yes, Master," she moaned out and shuddered.

He slapped her ass a few more times. He then grabbed a dildo and used it to tease her pussy. He traced it around her mound. He caressed her sweet pussy lips with it. He parted her lips and run it across them before thrusting the dildo into her pussy in one quick motion. She gasped and moaned. He fucked her with the dildo slowly at first, but soon picked up the pace. He used his other hand to rub her clit and she started to twitch and shudder. He rubbed her clit and pounded her with the dildo as fast and hard as he could. Soon she cummed hard.

"Fuck!" she screamed. "That feels so good. That feels so fucking good."

He made her convulse as long as he thought she could take. He slowed down, until, finally, he stopped. He took the dildo out of her pussy and it was covered in her juices, so he brought it to her lips.

"Suck on it," he told her. "I want you to taste yourself. Keep it in your mouth until I tell you to stop."

She obeyed by wrapping her lips around it. He thrust it in and out of her mouth, making sure she cleaned all her juices off it before he let go. He slapped her ass again and she moaned through the dildo in her mouth. He removed the butt plug again, added more lube to his cock and her hole, and then plunged his cock into her tight asshole. She screamed. He began to pound her right away. His balls slapped against her wet pussy.

"You like being tied up and fucked?" He asked. "You like being used like my own little fuck toy?"

"God!" she mumbled then something else that Steven couldn't understand.

He switched from quick thrusts to long hard thrusts that made her body rock forward each time He slammed down into her. With each thrust, he let his cock almost completely slip out of her before he thrust it back in. He began to thrust faster and faster. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He felt the orgasm boiling up inside me. His balls tightened and his vision blurred. "Oh fuck," he said. "I'm going to cum so deep in your ass!"

"Yes!" More mumbling.

He groaned loudly and his load began to erupt into her. It was so intense. After a few more thrusts that he was barely aware of, he pumped all his hot cum into her. He slipped out and he started to slump over. Her ass leaked and the dildo was still in her mouth. Once he regained a sense of himself, he pulled it from her mouth.

"God! Yes! Thank you, Master!" Sandy said. He then removed the blindfold but kept her tied. He then lay down next to her and looked her in the eyes.

"What do you really think of Anton?" He asked seriously.

"He's hot, but not 'strong'." She said as she readjusted.

"I don't want another Dom in your life and if you think about it, I don't think you would either."

"What!? I like Doms!"

"Oh, I know!" Steven smiled at her. "But you already have two Masters. Nathan and I have had many conversations and arguments about our positions and slaves and after two years we've come to an unsteady truce. A third would break that peace and I doubt we could all get along. Let me ask you. What would you do if Anton was one of your Masters and you married him; if he then ordered you not to be with me anymore, would you?"

"Of course not! You're my Master!"

"What if I told you not to listen to Nathan anymore?"

"You wouldn't do that!"

"If he were hurting you, I would. But, that's not the point, what if I ordered it?"

"Well... I agreed to be your slave first, so, um, I guess, uh, I would follow your orders."

"Thanks, but you see how hard that is? What if you had a husband-master? It'd be just as hard to turn him down. You don't need more Masters, a weaker Anton is a good thing for us and our future."

"But it's not sexy," she almost whined.

Steven laughed, "I mean you seem to get off pretty regularly with Dad, and he is even weaker. Why can't it be the same with Anton?"

"Um..." She paused, "I guess, I just always thought the man I married would be... in control. I guess I imagined it'd be you..."

"Yet... We can't marry, and this is the only way we can be together for life."

"But, I thought you wanted the marriage to be 'real', yet it sounds like you're okay if I treat him like a mannequin; a prop for the public."

"I want it to look like a normal-person marriage to outsiders, but we're not normal, we don't need normal, our marriages won't be normal, I'm okay with it not being 'normal', but it will be real, our type of real."

"I guess then I don't understand what that will look like," Sandy said.

"I'm not sure, I know what I want it to look like, but people are unique and I can't guess how they'll react to my wants."

"Well, maybe if he'll actually have a real conversation with me, then I can see if I can see myself with him."

Steven laughed, "Fair enough." He then untied her and they got ready for bed.

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Once Sandy no longer expected Anton to be Dom-like, she could relax into the next double date. She even started to find his shyness cute, rather than grating. They all went out for the next date, they even went to a place where they'd be likely to run into friends to help start the rumors. Sandy even found it fun to tease Anton a bit, grabbing and holding his hand, placing and rubbing her hand on his leg, whispering seductively into his ear; she was enjoying being a little dominant over him.

After they ate, drank, and talked for a nice solidly long date on campus, they walked hand in hand back to their apartment. As soon as the door closed, Lana and Steven locked each other in an embrace and furiously started making out, dragging each other to the couch, and pulling off clothes on the way. Anton turned and watched them intently, almost going into a trance and ignoring Sandy. She looked back and forth from the couple making out to Anton. She took a deep annoyed breath, while Steven doing something with another woman and forcing Sandy to watch and wait was normal, somehow, her date doing it to her made her upset.

She took the initiative and turned the recliner in the living room toward the couple, then grabbed and pushed Anton down into the chair. He resisted for a second until he realized he could still watch them while sitting in comfort. Sandy then knelt before Anton and started to unbuckle his belt and pulled his pants down a little. Anton didn't resist at all, didn't even seem to notice that much.

She reached in and fished out a penis, fully erect from just watching his sister. It was a nice dick, about five and a half inches, but with a lot of girth, it was uncircumcised, and he was also shaved. She grabbed hold of the dick and rubbed it up and down a few times; he was already leaking pre-cum, which she quickly licked from the tip. He tasted good.

She started to tease him some more, by licking the shaft up and down but avoided the head again. She pushed back the foreskin with her lips and licked under the ridge of the head. Then she licked all the way down to the base of his shaft and onto his balls. She took his balls into her mouth, one at a time, and sucked on them softly.

Next, she slowly engulfed it in her mouth. Ever so slowly, it slid past her tonsils, she deep-throated him. She stayed just like that, with his whole shaft inside her mouth, tip at the back of her throat; for thirty seconds or so, just letting the feel of the wetness and warmth of her mouth on his cock, and the firmness of his cock in her throat. He moaned, and Sandy hoped it was from her actions, rather than him just watching his sister.

She slowly withdrew his cock until only the head remained. She started to suck the head while it is still in her mouth, ringing around the ridge, flickering at the tip. Then she started to move towards the tops and sucked in again gently until she pulled almost all of it out of her mouth.

She slowly moved the thick cock in and out of her mouth in long strokes, sucking softly. She licked the head again, probed the hole with her tongue, licked the shaft, and cupped his balls with her free hand.

His cock was wet with all the saliva that had dripped down from constant licking and sucking, making him good and wet. She started to move her hand up and down. He started to ooze cum. She drank his cum and swallowed fast and hard, he sent rope after rope of hot cum down her throat.

She sucked him dry and licked him clean, and when she looked up to his face, expecting to see him smiling down at her, instead he was staring across the room; she bristled at that. She turned and saw Lana riding Steven backward so she too could look at Anton and he could see the cock impaling her. Despite her annoyance, she had to admit that Lana's body was banging, with smooth ivory skin, perfect c-cup globes that were firm, having almost no bounce as she slid up and down on Steven, flat stomach, with a bit of abs, thin hips, and shaved pussy.

Sandy knelt for a while, between Anton's legs, watching Lana and Steven. The submissive part of her liked being ignored, forced to sit quietly and still while others did what they wanted, but the 'young woman on a date' part was bothered by Anton's disinterest, especially after the amazing blowjob she gave him.

Lana put her legs up on the couch on either side of him, leaned forward, put her hands on his knees, and set her own pace. Bouncing her whole body on his dick while staring her brother in the eyes. Anton stood and stripped naked, his eyes never leaving Lana. He then started to stroke his cock back to life. Lana moaned out, "Watch me! Watch me take it! It's so big! He's going to cum in my cunt! Watch him!"

Anton just stood there above Sandy, still and silent like a statue. Lana increased her already frantic pace, watching Anton, and begging him to watch her. Even with Steven being just used and ignored, Lana's skills were evident and soon Steven grabbed a hold of her breasts, thrust up, and released a load into her pussy.

She slowly stood up and Steven's dick plopped out of her. As soon as she was clear of Steven, Anton rushed forward, grabbed Lana around the waist, kissed her deeply and passionately, and then turned her around, and pushed her forward, until her knees were on the couch and her breasts were resting on the back. Then he unceremoniously thrust into her, fucking with her juices and Steven's cum as lubricate. Sandy was surprised at this newfound dominance and assertiveness.

Steven watched the scene with wide eyes for a moment before looking to Sandy, smirking a little, then silently snapping and pointing to his dick. Sandy smiled, rushed forward, and started to clean up her Master's dick as she listened to Lana and Anton fuck.

With both of them so worked up, it didn't take long before Lana screamed out that she was going to cum and ordered Anton to do the same. He followed her orders and they moaned and screamed out together, cum dripping from her pussy, before he set her gently on the couch while he stood and looked down on her lovingly. Steven leaned over, grabbed Lana's face, and kissed her, "That was hot," he said.

She smiled broadly, "I'm glad. I was worried it'd be too much, but I needed you to see it."

He gestured down to Sandy still slowly and lovingly licking and sucking his cock, "Are you okay with this?"

"Oh, god, yes! So hot."

"Anton?" Steven asked, drawing his attention.

"Da, I think this can work," he said slowly.

Lana smiled even deeper, "Yes! This can work! Steven, your dick is so big and you're so hot. You're okay with Anton fucking me next to you. Sandy is hot and willing to serve. This could be more than just a convenience, this could be real!"

"I really do hope so," Steven said seriously.

Chapter 42

There was an absurdity in their relationship, an absurdity in their sex lives, an absurdity in their conversations. But for all the weirdness and craziness, much of their relationship was absurdly normal. They went on many more double dates, but they also had to force Sandy and Anton to go out alone; they were way too dependent on their siblings. They had normal conversations, trying to get to know each other. They had normal meals, spending time together. And while they mostly had the crazy orgy sex, they also had normal couple sex; just to make sure they could. Anton was by far the most resistant to this, but Sandy also didn't like 'normal' sex and Anton was very reluctant to tie her up.

They also had to meet the parents. The first meeting was with the twin's parents, and they did it in a restaurant, in family mode, with no collars, trying very hard to make it feel normal. It wasn't completely normal, after two years of falling into slave mode around their son, it was even harder to stop, but for the twin's first serious relationship, they made an effort.

Luckily, everyone was aware of everyone else's sexual proclivities, therefore, anything weird that was said could be understood and moved past. They didn't have that same safety net when they met Anton's and Lana's parents.

Their father was very intense and spoke mostly to his children in Russian and would only coldly answer one of the twins when directly asked a question. Their mother was only slightly better, she did ask some questions, but they were so surface level that it felt hollow. The dinner was long and at least to the twins it felt cold. Oddly, after the dinner, Lana said their parents really liked them and were excited about the relationship. Steven had to ask her a dozen times if she was joking or covering up for them, but she continued to claim she was serious. Maybe, since Steven had sex with his parents that he had different expectations for happy family meals, but he had trouble believing that dinner went well.

But, after all that, there was one more thing that Lana and Anton had to see for the relationship to truly move forward. So the four of them were in Steven's car, heading to their parent's house. Steven nervously said, "You don't have to join in anything, but you're both welcome to play..."

Lana smiled grabbed his hand, kissed it, and smiled at him, "We understand."

"I don't think you can," Steven said slowly, "I'm in the middle of it and even I can see how crazy it is. But this is my, our, life. And I hope you can understand, appreciate, and accept it."

"I think we can," Lana said as she looked behind her at her brother.

Steven just grunted at that, worried about them meeting Nathan and Ericka and seeing the way his parents act when they are there. They were doing a full weekend of activities with Lana and Anton seeing all of it. Seeing what their relationship will truly look like; words are not enough to show Lana the truth. Seeing will be believing.

"Will they be naked all weekend?" Anton asked from the back.

"Yes, it's one of Nathan's rules. For me, it's not 'as' important. Nathan's rules are more extreme than mine, so for the ones that don't bother me, we tend to go with his."

"That doesn't seem too fair," Lana said in a way that Steven could tell was her just stirring the pot.

He smirked at her, "Well, the way I see it is that I don't mind if they are naked, while it bothers Nathan if they're not, therefore, it's no hardship on me that they are. But, yes, it is a little unbalanced, but I also agree that my parents are more his slaves than mine. Sandy is more mine than his, and that's the line we kind of live by. We both use each other's slaves, it's the agreement we have for now."

"Interesting," Lana said mostly to herself, Steven didn't like that look.

From the backseat, Sandy grabbed Anton's hand and said, "So, I know you've seen me do some of the 'slave' things with Steven, but these weekends are much more... intense. It's going to be on a whole different level. Please tell me if you can't handle seeing it, but just know I don't have a lot of choice."

"Okay." Anton said slowly, "I think, um, I guess I'll try, but I think it will be okay."

"Okay... But I care for you and don't want you to be hurt by all this."

Anton kissed her hand, "I care for you too. You've accepted me and my sister completely and I want to do the same for you. If you need this, I want to be there for you." It was more words than he normally said at one time.

Sandy smiled, grabbed his face, and kissed him deeply. "Thank you! Thank you! I 'do' need this!"

They walked into their parent's house without knocking and heard their mother from the kitchen, "coming!" She walked into the living room, wiping her hands with a handcloth. She was in a short, light, yellow sundress; very similar to the white one that Lana was wearing and the green one Sandy was wearing. Steven guessed they had to have coordinated that. Maryanne came forward, first to Steven, and gave him a long passionate kiss. She then moved to her daughter, repeated the process, then she moved to Lana; the kiss was shorter but just as intense. Finally, she moved to Anton who could see what was about to happen, and his face was blushed, but he didn't resist and even wrapped an arm around her back as she kissed him. "Welcome, kids. We're just finishing up making dinner and Master Nathan and Mistress Ericka are about twenty minutes away."

Sandy followed her mother back to the kitchen to help with the meal, while the other three sat on the sofas and started to talk. Slave Aaron came in, dressed in yellow short shorts, and a tight pink shirt tied up to expose his stomach, he was carrying a tray of drinks and gave each of them one. "Thank you, Rex," Steven said.

"Of course, Master," he said back bowing his head. He lingered for a moment to see if Steven had any more instructions before he too returned to the kitchen.

Ten minutes or so later, the three slaves walked into the living room, naked but for their collars. They gave a brief glimpse to the people on the couch before they approached the door, dropped to their knees, and waited. Anton's eyes were wide seeing Steven's family act in such a way and Lana licked her lips and her hand was ever so subtly rubbing her thigh moving slowly up to her pussy. "What are they doing?" Lana asked in almost a whisper, likely thinking the moment was more sacred than it was.

"It's Nathan's greeting ritual," Steven said in a normal voice. "He likes to know they are waiting, excited, and obedient as soon as he walks in the door. Then things will get a 'little' more casual after the greeting. Or, there is a chance he'll try to impress you two and ramp it up a bit."

"Like what?" Anton asked, also quietly.

"Try to make them walk into the front yard naked, although, I always stop him from 'exposing' themselves like that. He might have them suck him off while trying to leave the door open. Might start spanking right away... Hard to say, or he might just stick to the routine; present it as causal and normal."

Lana's voice had a slight shake as she said, "I hope he does 'more'."

Steven looked at her with curiosity. But, before he could think of anything to say, they heard a car roll into the driveway. A minute later the front door opened and Ericka and Nathan walked in. Ericka was also wearing a sundress, blue, with an incredibly low neck line showing off her large globes. Nathan wore dark trousers and a dark, fitted, expensive-looking button-up shirt. Steven could tell they were trying to make an impression on Lana and Anton. And judging by Lana's fidgeting, it was working.

Nathan and Ericka moved along the line, brought a slave up, kissed, and groped them. He left the door open again and once again Steven got up himself and closed it, but while he was there he grabbed hold of Ericka's waist and pulled her into a tight embrace and softly and romantically kissed her lips, then along her face, then nibbled her ear and whispered, "I've missed you."

She melted into his arms and whispered back, "Me too. I hope we can get some time alone."

"I'll make sure of it," Steven said as he ran his hand under her dress and grabbed a hold of her ass. She moaned into his shoulder.

Once the ritual was complete and the three slaves were once again kneeling by the door, the three masters turned to the siblings on the couch. "This scene reminds me of when we first met you two," Nathan said with a smirk to Steven. He walked forward, took Lana's hand in his, and kissed the back of it. She smiled at him and blushed a little. Ericka went to Anton and did a double kiss on his cheeks, then they switched and Nathan kissed the back of Anton's hand. Steven watched and remembered the first time Nathan did that to him, he'd pulled his hand away hand; Anton didn't.

"Rex," Steven said, "put on a robe and get their bags." He knew Nathan would ask for it and try to get away with sending Aaron out naked, so he jumped the gun.

"Yes, Master," he said, jumped up, rushed out of the room, returned with a robe, and went out front. And as usually planned, the dinner timer went off very soon after they arrived and Kat and Red went to get it all set up. The others then talked about mostly normal things, with a sexual question occasionally thrown in to keep them off guard. Steven was very familiar with their actions but wanted to see where it went with the siblings; wanting to see where they would actually fall on the sub-dom scale.

Once the bags were delivered and the table was set, the five non-slaves sat and were served by the naked slaves. Steven could see the wonder in Lana's and Anton's eyes. They'd seen him do some smaller things to and with Sandy, but he'd yet to have her naked and obedient while the siblings were around; he didn't want to push Anton too hard, too early, seeing her as more than Steven's slave was important, but he now needed him to see the other part. The part that would take Sandy from his bed at Steven's or Nathan's whims; few men could let their wives do that. He did sense however that Anton was one of the ones that could.

When they were served and eating, the slaves stood back, eyes down, and waited. After about five minutes of conversation, where Lana and Anton were distracted by the naked people around them, Nathan ordered them under the table. Lana's eyes went wide as they squeezed past Steven crawling single file under the table, causing chairs to move and people to jump. Steven could tell they took a position in front of Nathan, Ericka, and himself. Then he felt hands opening his pants; he could tell by the technique that it was his father. Then he was getting a blowjob as he talked to his girlfriend across the table, her eyes wide, mouth slack, almost drooling at the thought of what was below her.

Then Nathan called, "Switch, one to the right."

Steven knew this would put Aaron in front of Anton and he didn't know how he'd feel about that. "Remember, you don't have to take part in anything. And if you're okay with one gender, but not the other, you can say that too."

He looked toward Anton, who was about to say something before he jumped from a touch on his leg, "What..." He leaned back and looked under the table. His eyes went wide at what he was seeing, then he turned to Lana, "What do I... Um, I don't know..." he stammered, but didn't dismiss the man who was opening his pants under the table. Then his eyes rolled back and his breathing went wild. "Lana? I'm..."

Lana grabbed his hand in a comforting grip, "You don't have to do this, but I think it's hot!"

"You're okay with..." he stammered.

"God! Yes!" Lana said, and unbeknownst to Steven, Nathan sent someone to the front of Lana as she jumped and looked down. Steven guessed it would be Maryanne, Nathan would like the symmetry of his parents pleasuring their future son and daughter-in-law; especially same-genders matching up.

Usually, table blowjobs were slow and quiet affairs, taking place in the background of dinner. But, Lana did not have quiet orgasms; she was a screamer. "God! Yes! You're a good cunt-licking whore!" She yelled to the quiet room. Ericka and Steven had trouble keeping the wide smiles off their faces and avoided laughing by taking drinks.

Anton was visibly uncomfortable, but Aaron was likely the best at oral of anyone in the group and it was likely hard for Anton to hold out. Steven saw that Anton was close to cumming, but the table was distracted by Lana's ear-splitting scream of pleasure; Steven had to often gag her when at their apartment as the neighbors would likely call the cops for a noise complaint or the chance a woman was being murdered. "Oh, god, oh god, oh god. She's so good at that! Steven, why aren't you that good?" She smirked at him, Steven knew he was good enough, he'd given her the same outcome several times. "Kidding, honey," she said, her breath ragged and her muscles weak.

Anton's eyes were also rolled back and Steven could hear a slight slurping; his father cleaning the mess and getting the last drops for himself. Steven smiled to himself, this was actually an amazing outcome; if they could see what they had to gain from his family and their sexual oddities, they'd be far more likely to embrace it all. He was, however, a little surprised at how quickly Anton accepted a man's touch. He'd never seen any sign of bi-sexuality, but as he thought about it, he also didn't see Anton looking at anyone but his sister with real, hard, desire, so he'd never had seen it anyways.

Soon after the sibling's orgasms, the slaves came up, got dinner, and joined them at the table; their nudity now seeming more prominent. It then lulled into a 'normal' family dinner, with conversation and jokes.

After dinner was cleaned up and dishes were done, Nathan stood up and announced, "Well, we were going to have an orgy with our slaves," he gestured to Ericka, "Would you like to join us?" He asked toward Lana and Anton.

Anton stared at Maryanne's breasts and then at Ericka's, then turned to Lana and raised an eyebrow in a questioning look. She in turn did the same to the breasts, then at Nathan, then at Steven. He gave her a loving smile, hoping to convey he was okay with any choice. She then looked at Anton, grabbed his hand, and said, "I want to. Would you like to watch or join?"

He said something back in quick Russian.

She answered in English, "Yes, it's likely you can."

He once again answered in Russian, just a few words.

"We're going to join!" She said excitedly.

"Wonderful!" Nathan clapped his hands once with enthusiasm.

They moved to the bedroom, where all clothes were removed while the slaves knelt before them. Once they were naked, Steven stood in front of Sandy, Nathan in front of Maryanne, and Ericka in front of Aaron, leaving the siblings standing alone. Steven said, "Lana, why don't you start with Anton." He wanted to see how she'd follow his commands, as Anton would usually be the one pleasing her.

She looked at him, gave him a quick kiss, and dropped to her knees quickly, without complaint. Steven found the speed interesting.

Steven watched as Lana looked up and lowered her mouth to Anton's cock. Her tongue reached out for the tip and flicked it. Meanwhile, Sandy engulfed his dick. Taking it as deep as she could and licking it along his shaft. Anton's groans of pleasure escaped his lips as his sister licked the glans of his dick. Lana took the tip into her mouth and flicked her tongue along the tiny slit. Steven heard Lana moan like she was tasting a favorite meal. Lana slid down his erection until it started to tickle the back of her throat. Steven noticed that her nose was smashed against his crotch. Anton gasped as she swirled her tongue around his shaft and cupped his balls at the same time.

After a couple of head bobs, she pulled off his dick, looked up and said, "I love you, brother."

I love you too, Stevlana." Lana quickly returned to her task.

Lana slowly dragged her tongue along the bottom of his dick as she lifted her head. A slight pop was made when she let go of his dick.

When his cock returned to the warm, wet, orifice, Lana sped up her pace. Anton was unconsciously thrusting up into her face. Minutes passed by without notice as Steven enjoyed his slave while watching Lana, trying to get a sense of her mood.

"Lana... I'm about to..." Anton stuttered. She grabbed the base of his cock to pump it and gently massaged his balls. His throbbing cock fired off ropes of sticky hot semen into her open mouth. She immediately started to gulp down her brother's cum.

"Delicious," Lana moaned as she licked at the tip again and her hands.

Steven stopped Sandy, removed his cock from her mouth, helped Lana to her feet, and pushed her forward onto the bed, so her ass was up and out toward him.

Steven's cock was rock hard as he plunged two fingers into Lana's wet pussy, and satisfied she was wet enough, he took his large cock and slipped between her swollen labia and into her pussy.

Nathan moved up onto the bed, up to Lana's front, and shoved his cock in her mouth, she was being spit roasted by two men, but she didn't complain and Anton was staring on with fascination.

Steven was rhythmically fucking Lana while reaching around and rubbing her clit, Nathan was fucking her throat and looked close to cumming. Anton stood up and started massaging her breasts, her nipples were hard against the touch.

Steven was fucking faster and harder. Lana's pussy was filled with cock as her clit was being rubbed, getting wetter, she was tasting the precum in her mouth, and her breasts were being massaged as they bounced with each thrust.

Nathan moaned and started to cum as Lana muttered 'oh fuck' several times, Steven kneeled up and thrust his cock into her pussy and immediately groaned that he was cumming, they came together and they watched as cum started to drip from Lana's mouth as she greedily tried to swallow it all, more cum dripped from her pussy.

Anton knelt up and pulled Lana up to him and kissed her deeply, the cum from her mouth transferred to Anton. He slid his fingers between her legs, getting cum all over them. He put the fingers to his mouth and licked. He then lifted her up and dropped her on his cock.

She leaned forward and started to gently ride him. Steven grabbed a bottle of lube, rubbed his dick, lubed his finger, and inserted it into Lana's puckered hole. She looked back surprised, "Oh! Oh... Are you going to...?"

"If you don't mind."

"Oh. Go slow." She adjusted herself on her brother's cock and stuck her ass out. Lana had a big smile on her face as she looked back at him. He stopped her movement and slowly pushed his cock into her ass. As the tip broke through her ring she yelled out, "That's good. Go slow!"

He pushed in deeper; slowly, but consistently until he was as deep as possible. He then waited and ordered, "Okay, Anton, start moving." Anton continued fucking and Steven felt it through her pussy as he waited for Lana to adjust. After a while of just enjoying the feeling, Steven also started to thrust, finding a rhythm with Anton, as Lana's screams started again. Nathan took the opportunity to gag her and slipped his cock back into her mouth. She seemed to welcome it, as she started to suck like it was water in the desert. Nathan's balls were right over Anton's face, and as far as Steven could tell, he didn't mind how close they were.

Anton cried out, "I'm cumming again!"

Steven felt Anton's dick twitch and jerk within Lana's pussy and Lana in turn convulsed around both the dicks. The various pressures pushed Steven over the edge and he released into her ass. A massive muffled scream announced that she cummed at the same time.

Anton said in Russian what Steven now recognized meant, "I love you."

She removed Nathan's cock from her mouth and said, "I love you, too, lyubimiy," a Russian pet name for beloved. Then they kissed as Steven slowly withdrew from her ass. Looking over, Steven saw the three slaves using their mouths and tongues across Ericka's entire body.

On unsteady legs, he moved around the corner of the bed, stood next to the slaves, and said, "Someone clean this up." Maryanne, nearest to the edge, hopped down and started licking his cock clean.

Lana rolled off Anton, lay next to him, and said to the air, "Is it always like this?"

"I think we're all trying a little harder to impress you," Steven said, "But, yeah, in general, it's like this."

"Wow! Anton, we've been depriving ourselves by sticking with single members."

"Da, this was..." he trailed off, thinking, "Good."

Lana laughed, "Yeah, 'good'."

A few more people needed to get off and they moved around to stimulate those that needed it, including Nathan fucking Aaron. Steven watched Anton closely as the gay sex happened so close to him, but he couldn't see a reaction negative or positive, about how he felt about that. He was having trouble pinning Anton's kinks down; maybe it was his sister and only his sister.

After some more action and a bit of cuddling, they got up and headed out of the room. Lana seemed surprised that everyone, including the slaves, stayed naked. Steven told her that unless there is a good reason, once they're naked they tend to stay that way, as sex happens nearly constantly all weekend. Lana wasn't in any way shy but paused for a bit before stepping out of the room.

When they got to the kitchen, Maryanne pulled out ice cream and started to serve everyone. Steven called out to Nathan and asked him to talk, and they headed into the backyard. The night was a little chilly, and Steven chuckled to himself, just mentioning that he had a good reason to dress, but it wasn't unbearable.

As they sat he asked Nathan, "What do you think of them?"

"They're eager and fit in quite well."

"Yeah. Do you think they're submissive? I can't get a great read on Anton."

"Yes, I think I understand him. I think his sexual kink is devotion. In that, he will do anything for his sister. I think that if she wanted him to suck a cock, he would, and be happy about it because it'd make her happy, but I don't think he 'wants' to suck a cock. In a very real way, he is a slave to her and submissive to her whims, but I doubt BDSM activities are what give him the thrill. Like, if 'she' wanted him to be her master, he'd do that, but again, wouldn't get the thrill from dominating, but instead from giving her pleasure. That's my theory at least."

"Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. Do you think he can love or marry Sandy?"

"Theoretically, if he moved some devotion to her then he'd happily marry her."

"I feel like he's getting there. I've seen his attitude toward her evolve a lot in a short amount of time."

"That's good. If he's devoted to her and she's devoted to you, then control will be much easier."

"Alright, What about Lana? She seemed to accept everything once we got started."

"At the very least I think she's sexually submissive, but maybe not fully submissive," Nathan said.

"What's the difference?" Steven asked.

"Many women like to be spanked during sex and some will do dirty talk and demand you call them whores or the like, but once you're done and lying together in bed, they'll say that if you call them a whore outside the bedroom, they'll break your nose. During sex, some people will do anything, but won't do the collars and begging and under-table BJs outside the bedroom. I think she's at least bedroom submissive; doesn't exclude she may be more. She was really excited watching the greeting ritual, so there's hope she could be another slave."

"Well, help me watch out for her behavior, and let me know if you think she's more."

Chapter 43

The next day Lana and Anton were introduced to the sex dungeon. It had grown a lot over the past two years. Racks, frames, stocks, benches, swings, ceiling and wall hooks, and dozens of paddles, whips, and floggers. The siblings were already getting comfortable with nudity around everyone else and Lana walked around the room, looking at, and lightly touching the tools and equipment; her nipples were hard, her pussy was glistening, and her body quivered as the genttly touched the chains on one of the frames.

"Sandy? Do you like getting paddled?" She tried to keep her voice steady, but it quivered a little at the word paddle.

"Oh, god, so much," Sandy moaned, "especially when you're immobilized." She breathed deeply and closed her eyes thinking about it.

"Steven, honey?" Lana asked him, "Would you, um, could you help me try?"

"I loved to show you this part of my life," he said back trying to keep the excitement out of his voice.

He walked to her, grabbed her face roughly, and kissed her forcefully. She melted into him and he grabbed her arms and forced them behind her back. Holding her there, he kissed her again, he used her, as he held her still. He then stopped, turned her around, and pushed her towards the stock. "You sure?" He asked her.

"Yes..." she got out.

He pushed her head down toward the beautifully tooled leather in front of them. The open stock had notched bars like teeth in a hungry mouth, and it forced you to kneel, making your ass a perfect target. She knelt on the padded blocks, placed her wrists in the side notches, took a deep breath, swallowed, leaned over, and allowed her neck to be placed in the middle notch. Steven then lowered the top bar, its leather padding locking down around her neck and wrists. The catch clicked closed.

"Shall I whip you now?" He asked.

She swallowed hard and said "Yes, please," and she tried to stretch her ass into the air to offer it to him.

He chuckled, a low rumble in his throat. He then walked to the wall of tools; Lana couldn't see anything but the wall, the tension would be building for her. He grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails and gave it a loud snap in the air. She jumped in the stocks and he then explained the color-coded safe word system, then he flicks the whip toward her ass. The leather of the cat touched her ass and she flinched. The tails flowed over her skin, caressed it, and one tail slipped down and stroked her pussy lips. She tried to extend her ass back to him. As he touched her again, she cringed away from the coming blow. "Are you okay?"

"Yes... Sir," she added an honorific at the end, that was interesting.

He hadn't swung the whip with almost any force, Sandy or Maryanne would call the strikes 'tickles' compared to what they enjoy. But she was new, scared, and maybe not a submissive, so he went slow. She moaned at each strike and those moans got louder with each strike. He stayed well shy of Sandy's level but continued until she cummed from the strikes. He then walked around to the front of the stock, stroked her face, and asked, "Did you like that?"

"Yeah, that was good," she said but didn't call him sir this time. That was confusing.

He walked closer to her and rubbed his dick across her lips. She didn't object or use a safe word, so he pushed forward. She opened her mouth and let him slide across her lips. She raised her tongue, licking the soft skin on the bottom of his cock, pressing his head against her palate as he pushed deeper. He gently fucked her face for a few minutes. As he pulled out she stuck her tongue out and licked. Then he shoved forward, filling her mouth and tickling her tonsils before backing off so that she could comfortably suck for a few seconds.

He pulled out of her mouth entirely and walked around behind her. He rubbed her pussy, lined up his dick, and slammed into her hard enough to jam her shoulders against the stock. She yelped, he pounded, the stock shuddered. She gasped and yelped alternately as she got hammered. She was grunting out, "Uh, oof, ugh, oof," as first his hips slammed into her, and then her shoulders slammed into the stock. His breathing was getting more and more ragged. He was on the edge when he pulled away again. They were both gasping while he clutched her hips and tried to breathe. She tried to push back into his dick, but couldn't reach.

He caught his breath for a minute and then walked to the side, unlatched the stock, and swung the bar up. As soon as she was free she launched herself into him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and planted her mouth on his. He stumbled and had to scramble to grab the stock to avoid falling over with her on top of him.

She eased forward, her right arm slithered around his neck, left around his side, and mouth opening, she went in. Her tongue drove into his mouth, sliding and swirling. Both of their breathing was getting heavier and raspier. His hands reached down and around, grabbed her ass, and pulled her up. She lifted her legs, wrapped them around him, and bored in. They passionately made out as the other six people in the room watched on, Steven didn't think Lana remembered they were there.

He continued to enjoy each other for about another two minutes before he set her back down and turned back to the crowd. "Anton, would you like a turn in the rack? Or maybe you'd like to spank Sandy while she's in it?"

"Oh," he stammered as she stared at Lana, either trying to get her to answer for him or from jealousy from Steven using her. "I don't... need a turn."

"But, do you 'want' a turn?" Steven asked.

He stammered and sputtered some more, "No, thank you."

Sandy grabbed his hand with one of hers and his dick with another, "If you're going to be my husband, you should at least know some basic techniques. I love all this!"

"Oh, well, if 'you' want to. I guess I could try..."

-

Sandy held his hand and pulled him toward the center of the room. "Let's use these. Steven will show you some techniques." She reached up to the leather cuffs attached to the ceiling and put one on herself, "You do the other," she said to Anton. He carefully grabbed her wrist, lifted it up, attached the other cuff, and tightened it.

"He that alright?" He asked kindly.

"Yes," Sandy said simply and smiled at him.

Steven walked over to him and said, "Let's start with your hand. Follow my lead. He then lightly spanked her tit. Then gestured to Anton, who tried to copy, but did it much more softly. Steven smiled, slapped again, and asked Anton to do it harder. It was a little harder but not as hard as Steven, who was still at a 'low' level. Steven did it again harder; her tits got quite red, her nipples got rigid, and the wetness in her cunt became noticeable.

He then moved to her ass and spanked her hard, "You hear that sound?" he asked Anton, "That's the sound you want to hear." Anton tried but didn't produce the right sound and Steven had him do it again and again, until finally the sharp sound rang out into the basement and Sandy moaned deeply. "The sound of the slap and the sound of her pleasure are what you want to hear." Anton sincerely smiled at the handprint he left on her ass.

Steven then went and got a small paddle. His first two swats on her left nipple were too light, and the third one was perhaps a bit heavy. Then he found his rhythm, she was shocked, each swat on her tits sent an electric bolt straight to her cunt. She was so engrossed in the feeling that she lost count. Then Steven handed the paddle to Anton and the process started again, although again it was softer than Steven's, but with the sting already present, it felt good.

Steven took the paddle back and started lightly spanking her cunt. It sounded wet when the paddle lightly hit it. Her whole body started to shiver. That shiver got even stronger as her cunt spanking progressed. She nearly came, then Steven stopped and handed over the paddle and said, "She's close. Don't stop until she cums."

He took the paddle and started spanking. Almost immediately Steven said, "You have to go a little harder." The next firmer stroke sent the same electric bolt through her body. The shock started in her cunt, but her whole body felt it. It didn't take long and as Steven said the swats took her over the edge and she cried out.

As he finished the cunt swats, Steven pushed Anton onto his knees in front of her and Anton attacked her sore wet cunt with his tongue and fingers. Sore from the swats and tired from the orgasm, Sandy had trouble focusing on what Anton was doing. But, Anton didn't let up. Sandy wasn't sure what Steven told him to do, but he continued to orally please her for half a dozen minutes before her second orgasm came on and she covered his face with her juices.

After the second orgasm, her legs gave out and she was hanging heavily from the cuffs. Anton stood quickly, put his arm under her ass, and lifted her easily, taking the pressure off her wrists, and then he kissed her deeply, sharing her juices with her. She eagerly licked and sucked the juices off his face. Then Steven walked up to them and placed a hand on Anton's shoulder, "Now it's time for you to get 'your' pleasure from this fuck toy."

Anton's eyes went wide and he looked uncertain, but under Steven's relentless gaze, he finally nodded his head, stood, and circled behind Sandy. A hand reached around her body, grabbed her tit roughly, and another grabbed around her stomach and pulled her ass back into his naked crotch. She was forced to arch her back a little due to the position of her arms and her breasts were projecting prominently. Her nipples were standing out in sharp relief.

As his body made contact with hers Sandy's thighs parted and her legs opened as Anton moved forward lodging the large mushroom-shaped head of his cock in the entrance of her pussy. He started to push his cock all the way inside her. She opened her legs wide in surrender to him.

"Oh Fuck!" Sandy gasped as she felt the head throb at the entrance of her tight pussy as Anton thrust his cock deep into her body. His hips moved, driving his cock into her pussy to the hilt. "Fuck me!" Sandy gasped as her pussy was crammed full of cock. Anton grunted and thrust with all his might.

Anton moved in and out, fucking Sandy's pussy hard, making sure to twist her nipple and flick her clitoris on each stroke. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder!" Sandy arched her back with her legs spread wide, too restricted to do anything but just hang there like a lifeless doll gasping as Anton fucked her wet pussy with his rock-hard cock.

"So Deep... Hard... My god... Fuck Me! Fuck me harder... Yes! Harder... Fuck me harder!" Sandy mindlessly begged as Anton continued to slam his cock in and out of her pussy.

Sandy realized that she was on the verge of an orgasm as Anton continued to abuse her tight wet pussy, "God... Yes! My god! Yes!" Sandy felt her pussy contract and squeeze his cock as the stimulation to her engorged clit, hard swollen nipples, and fully impaled pussy was causing her to reach near orgasm.

She screamed. Anton fucked her harder and faster. Her pussy was contracting and gripping his cock as he approached his impending release. Sandy tried with all her might to hang on until Anton was ready, and just before she could no longer hold that line, Anton grunted and she felt the unmistakable feel of cum fill her cunt. So she, in turn, stopped fighting and let go; an orgasm ripped through her body, a third one in such rapid succession caused her mind to go blank and she thought she may have passed out.

-

"Is she alright?" Anton asked with concern, holding Sandy's limp body within his muscular arms.

"Yeah, she'll be fine. Great orgasms cause her to disassociate for a bit. Nice work! That only happens when it's really good!" Steven said slapping Anton's back.

Then Lana came up to them as well, slapped her brother's ass, and said, "Nice job, Little Brother!"

After about half a minute later, Sandy stirred and found her feet, lifting herself up under her own power. Anton slowly released her, asked if she was okay, and reached up to release her, but Steven stopped him and said, "No, leave her there. She has to watch as we continue to play."

Anton looked concerned but stopped. Sandy's look was pleading, but she didn't contradict her Master. If the siblings thought that after they had their orgasms the fun in the basement would be over, they were very wrong. They continued for hours, Aaron and Maryanne were placed in equipment and used. Lana was used in another device by Anton. Nathan fucked Sandy had she stayed attached to the ceiling. Steven found a chance to fuck Ericka in the sex swing, although as she was a mistress right now, he didn't tie her down.

It felt like an eventful day and a crash course education for Lana and Anton about the twin's world and they didn't run away; so that was excellent. The next day was lower-key but still filled with nudity and sex.

After that weekend, it seemed the relationships took a massive step forward. The twins no longer felt they were hiding any parts of themselves and that they were fully accepted. Anton and Lana didn't always come home with them when Nathan was there, but they did join more often than not. They also joined them for dinner with just their parents many times and joined them for the sex afterward often.

They continued that way for close to a year and then Steven proposed marriage; for all four of them. They all quickly agreed, and then they moved in together. Lana and Anton were on the wealthier side and didn't want to live in the twin's smaller apartment, so they instead moved to Lana's high-rise condo.

Steven found that during sex, Lana continued to be quite submissive, and with Anton completely following her commands, that put Steven in firm control of everyone in the sexual sessions. However, outside of sex, he couldn't pin down her personality, which shouldn't be surprising as people, women especially, are complicated. She sometimes acted almost exactly like Sandy, doing anything he asked, other times she'd try to take control of everything. But, she never once turned him down for sex and was very adventurous, so from one perspective it wasn't too much different from Sandy's slave behavior, but on the other hand, he'd prefer clear lines.

He guessed most men would like to know that line.

Chapter 44

Several months later, and three weeks before the wedding, the Club threw them a bachelor and bachelorette party. Members marrying other members was a huge event and always celebrated, two sets of members, with the popularity of the twins, the popularity of incest, and the fact that it was a Club event, meant it was not a small affair.

At the start of their relationship, the only big event that Lana and Anton had been to at the Club was their initiation. But since they got together with the twins and especially after the first weekend with their parents, they'd been to several and both had become much more adventurous.

They arrived at the Club an hour before the start of the event and met with the board of directors. They were mostly the same members from three and a half years ago, but Hector had been replaced with Edgar, a tall, thin, older, white man with long brown hair, dull brown eyes, and a pretty big nose.

They talked about the event while trying not to give away any surprises. They asked and made note of their sexuality and preferences, got them all drinks, and showed them around the main room, set up for the party.

Afterward, they went to change for the party. As the brides and grooms, they had to wear white. So Lana and Sandy wore stockings and thongs, while Sandy had a garter and lacy bra, Lana wore a corset, pushing her breasts up higher. Anton wore silk pajamas with the top open, showing off his muscled chest, and Steven wore a full white suit.

The twin's parents were the first to arrive, as part of the family, they also wore white. Maryanne dressed just like her daughter and Aaron wore just white silk boxers. After a handful of more arrivals, Nathan and Ericka appeared, dressed in a dark suit and a long black dress respectively.

They stood around a table drinking and greeting new arrivals who came by the table to offer their congratulations. By now Steven knew most of their names, he knew most of them intimately. He and his sister were very popular, with Lana and Anton it was doubly so, with their parents it was heavenly. The orgies that they joined were simply legendary and there was no shortage of invitations.

Unfortunately, with trying to maintain grades at college, the wedding, and trying to sexually satisfy Sandy, Lana, and his parents, parties were getting harder and harder to find the energy to attend. Tonight, he hoped would be a respite from the pressure of the wedding planning.

After about an hour of greetings and cocktails, dinner was served. Tables were brought out and then food was dropped off. Steven's group was at a sort of head table set away from the others. The food was an expensive and delicious steak and lobster meal. Steven relished in the meal and conversation, and about halfway through the meal, Alan addressed the crowd and praised Steven and the others, and gave a speech, before turning it over to others who did the same. Nathan, his mother, Ericka, and about half a dozen people, he'd had sex with and formed friendships with, also gave speeches. The contrast of half-naked members of a sex club giving such heartfelt speeches was funny and heartwarming.

Near the end of the meal a dozen people came onto the stage, music started to play, and they started to dance. The routine was a skilled display of acrobatics and dancing. As they danced, subtly, clothes began to come off, then they were all dancing naked, then subtly, during the routine, they were fucking, and as the music crescendoed, they came together as a group. It was impressive, erotic, and entertaining. When the lights came up, the cheers erupted.

Then Alan was back on stage, acting as the MC. "Now! In order to get these newlyweds a nice start in life, it's time for the auction!" The crowd cheered. "Remember, you're only playing for a date, paid for by the Club; we can't sell sex. But, you all know these four, they're sluts! You'll get your money's worth." The crowd laughed. Anton's eyes were a bit wide, he still wasn't good alone. "All proceeds go to the couples, and we have several volunteers, who've also offered themselves for a bigger gift pool. Let's get started with Aaron and Maryanne. They're selling their time together!" Once again the crowd cheered, they were popular and slutty members.

It cost a good bit of money to join the Club. Some members just made the payment; they wouldn't allow someone if it would cause them financial hardship. Some members were insanely wealthy. But most tended to be just very well-off. Those that couldn't buy a mega-mansion, but could find a million in an emergency. Therefore, it was surprising, but not shocking when the bid ended a bit over $100,000, and Steven would be given at least a quarter of that.

Next came Ericka, to more cheers, and another $40,000. Then Claire, Jenny, and a few others, then onto the four people of the hour.

Sandy was first, she stood and did several gymnastic stretches, showing just how fun and flexible she was; driving the price up to $120,000. Then Lana stood up and just stood there in a sexy pose, driving the price up to $125,00, and she turned to Sandy and stuck out her tongue to her in a fun mocking gesture. Then Anton reluctantly stood up and the bidding was solid, but not like the girls and he ended up with $35,000. Last Steven stood and bidding started; it just seemed men didn't get the same interest as women, but finally, Nathan bid the most and won. Steven looked at him with a smirk, it felt like another of Nathan's schemes, as Steven would have had dinner with him without the bid.

Then they moved on to games. Games that on the surface could sound normal, but always came with a sex twist. And although, everyone in the room was playing various games or in various sex acts, most of the activity was focused on the two couples.

After a few hours, several games, a dozen partners, and four or five orgasms, Steven was drained. The night had been fun.

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The day of the wedding, Lana and Sandy were together alone in a dressing room, looking at themselves in the mirror, marveling at the beauty of their dresses. "You look amazing," Sandy said to Lana. "I'm so glad you're going to be my sister. Steven's great, but I've always wanted a sister."

"Me too," Lana said, spinning a little to flare the bottom of the dress. "And it's nice I can have sex with my new sister."

Sandy laughed, "That's a nice perk!" She stroked the soft material over her stomach. "I'm so nervous," she admitted.

"Me too. I never thought I'd be able to be with Anton for so long. I never thought I'd fall in love with two men. I never thought I'd find a real family in such a weird world. I never thought I'd be accepted with my crazy kinks. I never thought I be here like this..." Lana said staring deep into the mirror. "I didn't think I could be so happy."

Sandy turned and whisk her into a hug, "Don't cry. Your make-up is perfect. You don't want to ruin it."

Lana laughed, "Okay," she said hugging Sandy back. "Ready?"

"I think so."

The girls left the room, hand in hand and met their fathers waiting just outside. Sandy went to her father and gave him a loving hug and a kiss on his cheek. Lana's father showed to such affection and mearly asked Lana in Russian if she was ready. Lana looked a little sad, but affirmed it and took his arm and walked toward the nave.

They got to the curtain, where the wedding planner told them to wait for the start of the music. Sandy had her father's arm on one side and grabbed Lana's hand on the other side. "I love you, daddy. I love you, sis." Sandy said as the wedding march music started to play and the curtain opened on the brides.