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Issues Ch. 03: Fritzie Gets Trapped

Waking up is so nice these days. It used to be that the first thing I'd notice was how sore my mouth was from a long night of grinding and clenching my teeth.

The first thing you notice now is the sound of ducks outside in the pond and the smell of bacon. It's just home and breakfast and it makes your tummy rumble in all the warm fuzzy ways, which in turn does wonders for waking the sleeping brain. To take it away from that amazing dream you had of running through fields of bacon while you get slapped in the face with bac... wait... that's not bacon.

The second thing I notice is my mother's cunt being lowered to your mouth for easy access while she completes her blowjob. I open my eyes and look up and only see the back of her quickly toning thighs and the most beautifully clean pussy, being lowered down to greet me.

As this realization is bringing me into the moment, she hums loudly and in a deep warning as if to let me know she is about to make contact, like it or not, using only the vibrations from her mouth through my cock and into my awareness. Her moist pussy was perfectly hairless and inviting all on its own.Issues Ch. 03: Fritzie Gets Trapped фото

I wrap my arms around her thighs to lock her into position and I reach my head up slightly leading with my tongue. I lap at her clit eagerly, wagging my tongue on her sensitive nub, then break off to stab my tongue into her tart hole, lapping as much as I can from beneath. As I enjoy the feast's first course, holding her in place, I hear the bacon sizzle and her whimper.

I pull her ass away from my mouth and slap it as hard as I can three times before moving my hand to the back of her head to hold it down onto my cock. "Don't you fucking dare take that cock out of your mouth, you filthy old slut... did you forget to turn off the bacon before you sat on my face and got me started??" I then thrust it into her deep and held it on the edge of her throat.

Her eyes winced with her mouth full, as a showing of guilty behavior. She forgot and the burning bacon could bring the house down. "Go Get It!!!" I screamed at her.

She withdrew the large cock from her mouth, drooling a large string of saliva as she drew her body away. The saliva landed on her fat tit, which swayed like an old hanging tree swing on a windy day as she scattered to get the burning bacon. Her body was firming up with the extra work but she still had a long road to travel before she was actually 'firm'.

I remain lying where I was awoken. Nothing close to fully awake yet, I stretch the sleep out of my body and fart once... ok, twice. I reached for my cell phone to wake it and see if there were any late-night messengers. I scroll through the newest news and late-night scores to get up to speed on all essential goings on, then start sudoku to kill the few minutes until her return.

She returns before my game ends holding a plate of food with a large hot tea. "I am very sorry... I thought I was good enough to get it out of you quickly but then I started playing with my pussy looking at you before I started, and I wanted to swallow it so bad, but then I had to rub my old cunt, so I started rubbing it and...."

"Back in your mouth, Ibsy, no excuses. We both know this is unacceptable and we will discuss that later. For now, get your load and be gone with you. I got shit to do..." I did my best to show disappointment and disinterest in her working my cock.

She first lay next to me to offer her pussy should I want to play more. I reached toward her but over her ass to the plate of food to grab a slice of bacon. Leaning on my right side, I lifted my left knee into the air to better access Mom's throat as I pumped it hard. Hooking my foot behind her head I slapped her hands away from helping and grabbed a tit for leverage. I held her head and shoved my cock in as far as I could and held it until I counted to ten.

I released her head after hitting ten and allowed her to breathe a deep breath. I grabbed her head with a fistful of hair and I brought it to my face. With my free hand, I grab her mouth by the cheeks, to speak to her face-to-face. "I am disappointed and I expect you to make this up to me. I've decided to task you with an act of apology." I slap her face strong enough to make the point, but not enough to sting, then grab it again. Her eyes showed she was sorry, and I wasn't as bothered as much as using an opportunity to manipulate the need for her to appreciate what being sorry feels like.

While I was feeling catharsis, I may still be working through some things on my own, my way.

And, I'm still ok with that...

Where was I? Oh yes, stopping my mother from sucking my cock to slap her in the face...

Using the hand that was grabbing her face I move to grab my stiffening rod. I shove the head between her lips until she reaches her lips and tongue to it. I let her suck the head for only a second before hitting her in the face with it, at least as hard as the slaps were before it.

Once punished enough, I again guide the head between her lips and force it between her teeth. When she resists I reach back up to hold her nose until her mouth needs a breath.... Her mouth opens in a cough and I drive my cock straight into her throat, hooking my leg behind her head again to stop her from pulling back.

Slap, SLAP, slap-slap, "Open that hole slut, now! I want to cum. She feigns reluctance, then goes twenty-dollar whore on my cock like it is the only means for her to get her fix. There was no beauty in it, nor celebration, of the biological bond we share. She sucked me as her life depended on it until I finally obliged her with a large salty mouthful of satisfaction, which she swallowed like a good little Ibsyslut.

As I grabbed another slice of bacon, she gobbled my cock clean. I lay back again to accommodate her efficiency. Whilst enjoying my bacon, I begin to speak out loud.

"Ibsyslut, I have a busy day. I need you to finish up here and clean the house. I was thinking of having friends over and I would love the idea of having you be used by everyone before the night ends, like a little old party whore. So, spare no expense to prepare yourself. Ibsyslut, every time you think of this punishment, your pussy will get wet. Ibsyslut, you will tell nobody of your preparation or my plan, and every time you want to tell someone, you come and suck my cock as you tell me about what happened. Ibsyslut, please share your entire itinerary over the next few days so that I can plan my fuck-event properly."

While no evidence remained on my penis, she continued to lick and suck at my cock until she was relieved of service. My hand moves to her pussy as she responds. She accommodates his access.

"First, I did have plans to see Fritzie today. She called me asking to see if things were going well with our new living conditions. I just think she was feeling a little jealous and hadn't had momma in her pussy in a minute or two. She needs to suck on my titties. But, she's playing it like she gives a shit, so I told her I would try to find time. After that, I wanted to make a nice dinner for us, but we can change that up if you want to use me... in a different way."

My cock is now chubbing back to life, I insert a finger deep into her warmth. She sucks on my head as her eyes tell a story.

I ponder the new news. My first idea was to bring her to a glory hole and make her work it for an hour or two while I filmed her. And I still plan to do this. I put that idea aside to have a few friends over to parade her around for them to use as needed, no holds barred type shit. Of course, I also plan to do this, and charge for it... But this idea with my sister has been eating at me for a minute.

Opportunistically strategic, door number 3 seems like the best idea.

Fucking into her mouth, while ignoring her mostly, I fondle her body selfishly. "What time did she want to meet with you, and Ibsyslut, describe in detail your typical visit."

She removes the cock from her mouth so she can speak but never stops offering the attention. "Usually for a few hours in the afternoon, we will meet after lunch. And what we do depends a lot on where we are. If you want to guarantee she gets into the mood, I will invite her here to be sure. She doesn't always want to do it when we're there." She puts the head of my cock back into her mouth for a few long sucks. She is getting into her acts now.

"I can see you're excited. Is this because you get to lick pussy again? Or, is it because you will get to lick her pussy again? Ibsyslut, be honest, what about this is getting you so turned on?

She maintained eye contact as she lowered her head, then stuck out her tongue to reach my balls, forcing the head into her throat. Her eyes began to water. She nodded her head to answer 'yes' to my question. As she slowly pulled her head back, she slurped enough to make the audible acknowledgment but didn't care to create enough suction to hold the saliva in place, causing a long slow drool, over the head of my cock and down the shaft.

Moving her hand to the surrogate for the moment her mouth is otherwise occupied, she begins. "Yes, of course, I am dying to get my mouth on that hairy pussy of hers." She licks my balls like she would do to the pussy she wants so bad. "But, if you are gonna make me speak honestly, I have to tell you... I think WE can fuck her today...." She plunges her head back down, forcing me deep into her mouth and against her throat, using her hand to double the pleasure. Bobbing her head for a few strokes, she looks back up to me. "I think you like the idea of that too... I want to eat her pussy while you use her and cum in her mouth." Bobbing down again to breach the entrance of her throat, using that muscle to grab my head and extract my deposit.

This undoubtedly pushed me over the edge, so I returned my hands to her head to hold onto it as I drove deep and released my load. Two grunts later, she was able to breathe again and went back to her task of cleaning all evidence of the transaction.

I flopped back into my bed as she licked every inch. Gently holding my shrinking cock in her hands, she moves it in each direction and laps away. She sucks at the head to ensure no future drippings occur, then milks it from the hilt to the head for any remaining salty treats from within. Then she repeated the process with my ball sack.

Sucking the cock clean left her with a sensation of feeling fulfilled.

I look up at the ceiling and say out loud, "Do you think you can make that happen? I get she would lick you. I get that. But fucking me seems like a big ask? What makes you think you can get her to fuck me?"

She looked down at my head, not hard but not close to soft yet, then back up to my eyes. Her tongue extends out from her mouth and keeps going like Gene Simmons until it reaches my cock without ever moving her head. She laps at it twice, making me twitch.

Bringing a smile to her face as she drags it back down to my balls where it never stopped moving. Muffled, her voice carried through, "I want another one...." She pulls each of my balls into her mouth with care and hums a gentle pleasure. "But I can't..."

Lifting her head to look at me, she shakes her head side to side to remove her from this want. She slaps down on my leg, making my cock jump again in return.... "Not yet... But I do want it." She looks at me more like my mother used to now and shifts gears as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, savoring anything left over as she speaks. "What makes me sure is that she wants me... I know she will do anything I tell her to do because I told her to do everything I wanted for years. To reward her, I'd lick her pussy. I can get her to take anal on the altar of your church of choice on live tv if that is what I want. You don't need to make her do anything. I will... And she will do anything, trust that, anything."

She gives me a knowing smile as she raises both her arms to her hair to fix the ponytail. Her enormous breasts sway with every motion. She sees me looking at them. "Okay, fine, but only a second. If you get all hard again, I'm getting one more out of you and we can't do this till tomorrow because I'm sucking that thing all day."

I reach out for my grope. The nipples get me every time. My fingers sink into the flesh as my hand always ends up moving toward her huge rubbery nipples. I pull them out hard. Her eyes roll back and her hand reaches down to her hairless pussy to rub on her clit. My head tilts to the side. I pull harder. She whimpers through it.

As I remove myself from the bed, still holding the nipple, her hand still working her pussy, I say, "You get one, that's all. Follow me around and make yourself cum as soon as you possibly can. Cum before my shower or I'm fucking your ass and changing this plan to a day where you are more accommodating. And then, that's two things you will need to make up for later when we get around to talking about that. Understand?"

She nods her head while intensifying her manipulations. I stand from the bed, grab my phone and the plate of food, and walk toward the kitchen completely naked. Holding both in one hand, I grab what food I can as I walk and chew. I hear her stepping behind me and sloshing her hand in her old cunt as she walks, ending up being right behind me as I stand next to the raised countertop and stuff my face. When satisfied with my last large bite, I leave the plate for her to clean and use my now free hand to caress the breasts before me.

"Looks like Ibsyslut is getting close?" I slap at her large tit only to see the ripple run through like a sonic wave on the flesh, then move my hand to her face to stick my thumb in her mouth. She sucks deep as she rubs her clitoris with added intensity. "I want it to run down your leg and leave a puddle at your feet." Pulling my thumb from her mouth I return to grip her face by the cheeks and squeeze. "You like that, Ibsyslut... I know you like that... Show me how much..." I lick her face from lips to nose and slap her cheek with force before grabbing a fist full of hair to pull her head back, face to the ceiling. My left-hand grabs at her breast hard.

The whimper turns into a whine, which then turns into a top-of-her-lungs scream. The flow juts out from her body, but age and standing quickly bind the flow to the skin, save for a peak that thrusts from her every time the wave crashes into the shore.

Still holding her hair I pull her head close. "Do what you need to do to get that mouth on my cock, as soon as possible. Tell her anything you need to." I stick out my tongue and she sucks it into her mouth, kissing me hard. "Are you my slut? Are you happy being my Ibsyslut?"

She pulls her head back from my tongue and inserts her fingers into her mouth to taste them. Not to clean, as if with my salty cock, but to enjoy the taste. The expressions were different. She did sincerely enjoy the taste of pussy, and she answered my question this way.

"Good girl." I finally let go of her hair and slap her face one more time for emphasis. "Now go clean up. This house is a mess, and I need a shower. You have a lot of work to do."

The only way I can describe the look I received from her was a mix of lust and infatuation, the look Paul McCartney would get from a fan as she sucks him off. I walked away, swinging cock, to enjoy my very long, very hot shower and some alone time.

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My sister Fritzie was unique. She was older than I was by a few years, but even though the age gap between my siblings and me is similar, the age gap in terms of mutual friend groups or working together at a job was much closer with my younger sister, Tishy.

Fritzie was never close with me, so I have a good hate fuck waiting for her, no doubt. The other side of that coin is I have had nothing to do with her for so long, I don't much care to even fuck with her literally or figuratively. I will need to muster from within to get the cock hard, to begin with.

More than anything, I'm indifferent. Sure, I get that she knew. I genuinely believe that if you're not condemning an issue, you are condoning it. Sitting by and allowing that to happen to me, even if it did save her from being in the same position, has blame and resentment associated with it. She did in fact, know and sit by as I was teased and abused. Cinderella's stepsister is no less to blame than the stepmother and should pay a price as well.

The last time I saw Fritzie was forever, and a day ago. She was a typical mom-type that you would expect to see behind the counter at the Department of Motor Vehicles or as an office manager for some air conditioning company, or the like. Having a decent mom-bod with some shape where you prefer, she was nothing attractive, nor was she ugly, just average in all the best ways.

There was very little reason to be attracted to her, even as we grew up. She developed but I don't remember anything special. If anything, there was a knowledge of the boobs being there, but nothing where I was dirtying sheets in her honor. There were no wet dreams of incestual desires at all. She was just there, but we were never especially close, which helps....

While my sister deserves the abuse we plan to put on her, it is significant that Ibsy controls Fritzie. This is a whore of another color. This onion has layers and opens up a world of opportunity not previously considered.

The first layer of the onion is programming. At the very least, the ability to adjust the programs to consider boundaries and which boundaries should be considered. Being that this was Ibsy's idea, how much should I even try to control? It was happening naturally based on my previous programming, so I would only need to add a guardrail or two to stay on the track, and maybe boost up her emphasis to impress me with her idea... I mean, it couldn't hurt, right??

I open the app to enter new suggestions.

Expect Fritzie to ask questions about your relationship with Mikey.

When Fritzie asks about Mikey in terms of living conditions, payment arrangements, their relationship, roommate agreements, or anything sensitive and specific, you will emphatically address the concern with compassion and understanding, then smile and explain how you and Mikey worked all things out and have come to an agreement we are both happy and are now making the best of it trying to recover all of the time lost, without sharing any factual details within your response.

@ibsyslut - You will control Fritzie for Mikey's pleasure.

@ibsyslut - You will teach Fritzie to follow all of the rules that you follow.

@ibsyslut - You will control Fritzie and dominate her, but will always submit to Mikey.

@ibsyslut - You will teach Fritzie how to properly suck Mikey's cock and swallow his cum

I pondered for a moment and giggled to myself. I look down at my right shoulder to see the angel with his arms tied behind his back, wearing a dildo headband. He's currently being used freely by an elderly woman who seems like she remembered how to squirt because he rests in a big puddle as she squats on his forehead for another.

I turn to my left shoulder and smirk. The devil looks up from his (stolen) newspaper (which was being held upside down), shrugs his shoulders, and tries to apologize... poorly. "Oh, that's my mom. It's her birthday, so I splurged." He looks over his paper to her and waves. My smirk gets more serious. "Oh, ok, just let her have one last one. Like a dog with a bone ya know, that one...." I shrug in acceptance. "While I have you, I think you should add one more thing to that list..."

I considered his suggestions and updated my app with the newly finer-tuned settings. This should provide a good baseline of where we want to take this. Hopefully, this prevents any major issues from blowing up.

With this in place, I turn on the shower and begin my process.

 

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Alas, my thoughts here are not what I would've predicted they would be. I am not thinking of my mother's heavy breasts or my sister's perversions. I realize that I am truly emotionless towards my sister now. It would take effort to get sexually excited on her behalf. The best word to describe it is indifference.

I realize now that Ibsy is proving quite a hidden talent. Be it because of years of suppressed feelings or the idea of a friendly app brainwashing her, I didn't care. The truth was, I didn't in any capacity program her to want to dominate my sister on my behalf. It's possible this was inside her our entire lives, and she now has a chance to fulfill a desire she suppressed for decades.

I stand in front of the mirror, toweling off, thinking about what lies before me. Walking naked, as I've now become accustomed to, is the norm and I enter the bedroom. I do hear talking from the other room but give it no credence.

I grab my phone and stand in the middle of the room allowing the breeze to dry me. I hear a second elevated voice from afar, more elevated, maybe angry. From off in the distance, someone yells, "FFUUUHHHHuuHHuuuccckkk! Whhhaa.... I caaannnttt..."

That's not mom's voice. I know that voice. Still naked, I turn to investigate. Leaving my room, holding only a cell phone, I walk closer to the source.

"I don't know what the fuck is going on. I was ready to cum. I was going to cover your face I was so close and it's been so long... Now, I can't get there. Try sucking the clit again..." I hear my sister say from behind the wall I approached. My penis began to swell.

Before I turn the corner into a noticeable position, I reach out for my phone and consider the app and its reach. When programming Ibsy, she was the only subject in range. I hadn't had the app open or active around anyone else. Was the reason Fritzie was unable to orgasm associated with the app running near her, causing her to follow those instructions as well? I never tested anything of this nature.

I hear her scream again in frustration, followed by my mother apologizing for not doing it right. Looking down at the flashing prompt begging me to play Master of Puppets, I ponder my options.

First, a quick test. I delete the instruction to only allow an orgasm with my permission and replace that with, "Orgasm hard then scream out the name of your favorite farm animal." I hear them both scream in unison as soon as I hit 'deliver'. I hear the liquid drip onto the wooden floor before my mother screams "CHICKENS!!!"

They both burst out laughing, Fritzies laugh turns to a large scream, which turns into, "Hahahhhhaa.... aaaaahhhhhhaaaahhhhhhhaahhhhhhhhhhpppppppPPPPPPPPIIIIGGGGGGGGG!!!!!" With Ibsy muffled and gurgling, I assumed she accepted the stream in her mouth.

I wait a second to see how they react to the unusual suggestion, and only after a few breaths, Ibsy asks Fritzie curiously, "Pig?".

"No clue.... needed to... you said 'Chickens' by the way..." They look at each other and laugh together.

I take the time to associate a demand to a user in the app quickly. I need to create a test to isolate the user so I can then adjust my existing commands for specificity.

I type "@ibsyslut slap her ass." I keep it generic enough that either could pick up the transmission, should the direct command to the username not work. Remember fine reader, when psycho-manipulating family members into sex toys, never be afraid to experiment. Logic is our friend. Good times.

I hear a single slap, followed immediately by a single yelp. Success.

"@ibsyslut sit on her face and make her lick you until you cum on her face three times, no exceptions. Tell her how happy you are in your new relationship with Mikey, how all you want to do now is make it up to him in every way you can think of. " Then I hit deliver.

I hear the movement in the next room as I continue to program my sluts.

"@ibsyslut - After your second orgasm, tell @fritzie that she is your gift to Mikey as appreciation for the years. Tell her about how excited you were to be able to finally suck Mikey's cock, and how you will teach her to do it too. After your third orgasm, you will own Fritzie like a sex slave to do what you wish, as long as it pleases Mikey."

Without the prohibitor requiring my permission to orgasm, Ibsyslut got there quickly and screamed through her first wave. I laugh to myself as I address the existing commands that were designed only for her. I added the tag '@ibsyslut' in front of most of the existing list, saving a few commands I want both to follow, like the one about lying to me, which needs to cover all users.

I also noticed that the tag @fritzie was first colored red and has now been switched to green. My first intuition was that the app somehow identified and accepted the new user being offered. Let's try it out. Diligence is also our friend.

"@fritzie -- Pinch your mom's ass hard enough to bruise, then intensify your licking until she cums." Then, 'deliver'.

"AAAAAOAOOOOOOUUUUUUUUWWW!! What the fuckkkkaaahhhghhhgHAAHHH!?!?!?!" The Ibsyslut screams from the other room, the only noise after being an encouraging muffled eating noise from beneath. Not knowing why she did that, Fritzie decides to eat her way to an apology instead of speaking it and intensifies her tongue action, pulling her mother's legs closer to get her tongue in deeper still.

Nonetheless, our theories are now proven. We have full control of either or both of them. Lets fine tune my new slut properly. I enter a bunch of commands specific to my sister...

"@fritzie -- You will do anything your mother asks you to do." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You no longer want sex from anyone you are not blood-related to." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You will never speak of your incestual relationships outside of with those you are related to." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You will always tell the entire truth, and answer all questions about the abuse you helped bestow upon Mikey, as well as all abuses laid upon you." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You have never been so happy in your life. Being a slave fulfills you." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You are sexually excited by the idea of incest." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- You are now the sexual slave owned by your mother, who is now your Master. You will obey her every command. You only desire to be of sexual service to those around you at all times. You will serve all needs, as commanded, without doubt, question, or hesitation." Then, 'deliver'.

"FFFFFFUUUUUUuuuuuuuuhhhhhuuuuuuuucccckk!!!!!!" My Ibsyslut screams when I submit the last entry. On queue, once the breathing levels out, I hear a calmer speaking voice coming from my mother. I don't recognize sentences as much as broken words that break through the distance. "Thank you... not done.... Something I want to tell you.... Mikey.... Abusive... make it up to him... you are my gift...." Now knowing the trap is set and my meal is caught, I lean up against the door frame to the room they occupied, watching the end of the conversation.

I see my mother push my sister onto her back as she positions herself to squat over her face. My sister beneath is half-dressed, one tit out, her shorts pulled down, panties to the side showing her hairy beaver. "Now lick mommy's cunt one more time before we fuck him stupid." She looks up to me for approval, and I nod with a smile. "She accepts our terms, we'll be with you in just a minute. I need to cover her face one more time, I want her hair dripping." She looks down at the body before her and reaches out to pull her nipple as she grinds down on her face like it was a Sybian. Then to me, "Her titties are just as much fun to pull on. You will enjoy this gift." Ibsy grinds down on the face, pushing her tongue deeper into the hole.

"@fritzie -- You will only orgasm as a reward for making others orgasm. You are permitted one orgasm, larger than the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced, every time you swallow Mikey's load, as long as he cums in your mouth. If you are shared cum or eat it out of your Master's pussy, you receive one average orgasm. Every 5th time you get your Master to cum, you get one large orgasm." Then, 'deliver'.

"@fritzie -- Moving forward, you will begin to realize a craving for making others orgasm, including a desire to prostitute yourself for Mikey's financial gain. You will slowly open up to the idea that you know both men and women who had always wanted to fuck you, who you will now offer yourself to for a moderate fee. You will suggest this idea to Mikey, proving you mean it by giving him a blowjob. You will submit 75% of the collected monies to Mikey directly. As a reward, for every $5,000 donated to Mikey, he will let you suck him off." Then, 'deliver'.

Smug, proud, and oddly turned on by the show before me, I put my phone down and undressed. "Is she good at being used? Is she a good little slut eating mommy's pussy?"

Ibsy looks back at me with renewed intensity, "She has me worn out already, I'm only giving her one more 'cause she looked hungry. But, yes, she is good at being used. We've made our deal and she accepts that I own her now." Her tongue is so deep inside the folds that you can only see the chin and tongue for the occasional split second before it disappears again under the folds. Her arms are up and wrapped around her mother's legs pulling her meal as close as possible, red finger marks show on each leg.

"Ok, then orgasm one more time and cover her face... Leave her to me when you're done and make us a nice meal. I have some training to begin before dinner. Come join us when you get dinner in the oven, I'm sure I'll have a load for your slutty mouth soon."

A muffled whine of disappointment came from beneath. Ibsy slapped her hand down directly onto her slave's furry cunt to teach her a lesson. The hands grabbed and pulled tighter. "Of course, thank you for allowing me to orgasm." She lifted her knee so that it was turned up from the floor, pulled her pussy off the wagging tongue, and fingered her clit rubbing it back and forth until the gush started. Up from beneath, the baby bird tried and tried to get whatever she could from the tap, but it flowed too fast and it ended up filling her mouth, as well as covering her face. Her hair dripped.

As soon as the stream stopped, Ibsy took two solid breaths while she was lapped at from beneath. She stood at her feet and pulled her daughter up to hers from her dripping hair. Using her hair as a lead, Ibsy dragged her like a cavewoman toward me standing at the doorway. "My gift to you, she will do anything at all you tell her to do."

Before she walked away, I grabbed my Ibsyslut by her right tit to stop her leaving and squeezed it hard. "You did well, Ibsyslut." Using her tit as a lead, I pulled her towards me and my mouth for a big wet kiss. I taste my sister's pussy for the first time on her tongue. She leans into me, wrapping her hands around my neck for a large passionate kiss. I grope down her body and find the folds between her legs to explore the wetness, seeking the nub. I feel her breathing intense in my arms as a whimper escapes her mouth and into mine. I move my wet fingers between us to show her how much transferred from her to my hand. Raising my eyebrows for effect, I don't offer them to my mother to lick clean. Instead, while looking my mother into her eyes, I shove my hand into my sister's mouth to clean as I return to kissing my mother passionately.

After a few seconds, I noticed that the mouth began to move without being forced, Within minutes, my hand was clean, my mother was wet, and my cock was hard and ready to train my new proxy-slave. I grab my sister by the mouth and pull her close and into my mother's mouth to continue the kiss I started with her. The two related women kissed like they were girls exploring their sexuality in a late-night sleepover. Their kiss was extremely sloppy, mutually selfish, and fumbly. But even bad pizza is good. The worst blowjob is never bad, and watching my mother and my sister engaged in a sloppy tongue-fest of a mess is still a show I want to watch, now please get the popcorn.

I take the opportunity to explore my new toy. I began by groping, poking, and playing with... well, whatever the fuck I wanted to, as they continued their kiss. Opportunistic as always, I think to lay down the base rules.

"Ibsyslut, please turn her around to face me... Present her to me. While we teach, feel free to intervene and course correct as needed." My sister turns to face me, but keeps her head down and looking away from me."

SMACK!!! My sister's face pains in a grimace.

"IF I AM YOUR MASTER, AND HE IS MY MASTER, WHAT DOES THAT MAKE YOU!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK!!!! Tears begin to well in my sister's eyes as fast as the blood rushes to the skin of her ass cheeks.

"That makes me a slave." Her head turned further from me.

Ibsyslut grabs her wet head from the top and pulls it up. Using her left hand, she moves the slave's mouth and pulls it in my direction. "THIS MEANS YOU'RE HIS SLAVE TOO. LOOK HIM IN THE EYE WHEN IN HIS PRESENCE, YOU INSULANT BITCH!"

I move my hand to her face in a loving way and push the hair hanging in front of her eyes to each side behind her ears. Then I moved my hand down to between her legs and inserted my middle finger in deep, as far as I was able to do from where I stood, to wiggle it curled up into the come here position. With her eyes now locked onto mine, I smile.

I tell my mother, "Ibsy, I got it from here. Please continue as planned."

Smiling like I hadn't seen in quite some time, she looked at me glowingly and kissed me on my cheek before saying, "I will go make dinner for us and come back to swallow your fat load once dinner is in the oven." Then, she slapped her daughter's ass hard. "You two kids have fun!"

Now alone, I reach out to grope and touch every part before me. "I'm sure this could all be a shock to you." I pull myself back and focus on my finger. Her pussy is extremely tight, but also hairy and wet. I finger her in and out, not caring for the resistance, I feel her clench on from within.

"Interesting. Ok, so I'm sure this could all be a shock to you. I want to be as honest as possible, knowing there is nothing you can do about it, and being over the idea of this family going back to Christmas around the campfire bullshit. I just don't give a fuck any longer, so pay attention because this is where you come in.

I hear her breathing intensify so I remove my finger and slap her ass hard. "That was just to wake you up. We have a lot of work to get done, and knowing her cooking, she will be back here in a few, you better have me fucking ready or that will be painful. Deal?" Before she could complete the in-breath to respond, I continued, "Ok, good." I grab her tits to feel the density of them, pull them up by the nipples to see them bounce down. Pinch each nipple to see how hard, how pliable, how dark. "I wanted to share some things with you before I start asking you questions. OK? Great. So. There is a bit of a backstory. I am not only her Master. The truth is I am controlling her brain... Crazy, right? Alas, because of that, now, I am also controlling your brain. Who saw that coming, right?? After years of being abused and manipulated, I'm kinda out for revenge. Awesome, right?? I'd love to test this out later, now that you know I'm doing it but still forcing you stuff, but that's tomorrow's problem..."

I squat down to my knees for a closer look at the bottom floor. "This pussy is so hairy... We will need to remedy that. I will have Mom take you to get it cleaned up.... There are no issues there. She gets hers done regularly now, and you will too." I reach between the beaver to find the pussy and pull the lips apart. Her clitoris is a bit of a butterfly, large and cuntish. I pinch the lips together and move my fingers back and forth to rub the clitoris between them. Her legs go weak before she regains herself.

"So, here is how it's gonna work, so you know there is nothing you can do, and it would just be easier to know you cannot win, accept that, and just go along with my silly little game. This will avoid me forcing you to teach you lessons, which primarily involve me sexually abusing you, in public, in ways you cannot imagine. Trust me, I have issues here I'm dealing with, and you are as guilty and you will comply, like it or not. I need this, and you are fucked.... Speaking of which.... I have questions...."

I stand and slap her ass hard again as a preamble to what she should expect. "Remember, before I start, you are already preprogrammed to be unable to lie to me. What you will be graded on, moving forward is how honest you are when you answer. Half-truths are lies. Holding back facts are lies. You are required to give me the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, or you will be punished. Before we begin, I want to prove my point, you are programmed."

I walk to my phone. The app is active and online. "I am going to type in a command for your mother to follow. Pick a number between 5 and 15."

Not being sure if he was asking her to answer, she hesitated before throwing out the first number that jumped into her head, 'Uuuhm... Twelve."

I speak through the characters I'm typing at the same time I enter them. "At Ibsyslut -- Bring Mikey a tool to use to slap Fritzies ass with every time she lies, then use it to slap her twelve times before pulling Mikey's cock into your mouth to fluff it. Enter."

I look up at her eyes when I hear the utensil drawer open from the other room. I say, "Oooh, I wonder what she will bring??!??" My sister's eyes widen in shock, darting in the direction of the noises in the other room.

Within seconds, my mother enters holding a bamboo straight spatula. My sister's eyes widen further. My mother, almost dancing across the floor with the excitement of her gate, smacks the palm of her hand twice as a test. "I thought you would need this, you know, in case you need to teach her the policy about lying to you!" She bends Fritzie to an angle popping out her butt, then rips the bamboo onto the flesh for exactly twelve solid smacks. Ibsy turns back to me, "Oooh, I bet this will leave a mark, here." Falling to her knees before me, "I also thought you may need this as well..." Before asking permission or showing care, my mother took my entire cock into her drooling mouth and began her work like a classic pornstar would.

My sister's eyes shift from shock to submission and defeat. My cock begins to grow inside my mother's slutty mouth. I grab Fritzies face by the mouth and pull it to look at me in the eyes. "Do we understand each other and are you going to play nice? I'm telling you, you won't enjoy 'lessons'. Are we clear? Do you comply? The more you comply, the less I will have to force you to comply. Moving forward, I get whatever the fuck I want, whether you do it by choice or I force you to do it, which will still make you do it, but now worse, with punishment."

I move my mother off my cock, toward my balls. "Isn't that right, my fuck doll Ibsyslut? Don't you like it now, don't you feel better, don't you want to tongue my asshole before sticking your tongue in your daughter's mouth to clean it for you??" Without hesitation, she complied while moaning yum yum the entire time. I turn back to my sister, looking her deep in the eyes, and say completely deadpan, "Do we understand each other?" I pull my mother up by her hair and hold it in front of my sister's face. My mother keeps her tongue out offering it to the baby bird.

Fritzie comes to terms quickly with the idea there is no way out, at least right now. The hand was played and she was trapped before she knew she was in the game. She looks at me, then at my mother, and decides on her own to grab my mother's head and suck her tongue clean kissing her clean before us both. After a passionate exchange, Frtizie turns to me, "I will comply with your every demand. You will not need the app to control me. I will do anything you ask."

 

"Good girl. Henceforth, you shall be known as 'Fritzie'... 'Slut'.... I shall teach you our ways, and we will find a way to heal this family, as best we can, one incestual submissive fuck at a time." I pull Ibsy's head, "Good job, back to work, slut."

Mom scampers off to return to her tasks.

"Question -- Did you know she was abusing me?"

Her head drops again, "yes, everyone did. Somehow it was everyone but you knew. But to answer your question, yeah... I knew."

"Question -- Were you a willing participant in what first happened to you, or were you abused as well?"

"Technically, I was curious before it got to me. Mom didn't treat me the same. I wasn't abused like you were, but at the same time, entering a sexual relationship with your mother at eighteen years old isn't exactly healthy or typical. So, probably, to be completely honest, I was somewhat willing, but never should've been presented that as an option."

The first two answers hit harder than I had expected and I needed time to process, so I started darting my questions from multiple fronts with the hope I could recover.

"Do you consider yourself a lesbian? When was the last time you had sex with a penis?" My exploration is currently at her ass. I return her to the slightly bent position Mom had her in earlier and inspect her from behind, like it was a melon at the grocery store, with righteous intent, and without a single emotion. I use my thumbs to spread, then I grab the moist muff from beneath, then insert two fingers as best I can. Even the second finger had trouble fitting.

"UuhhmmMMmm... I uhhmm don't consider myself a lesbian. I like licking pussy because it gets Mom off. I like that, but I don't care for girls like that, in general. It's been a long time since I've had sex with a man. I don't know how long, but it's been a very long time."

"So, wait, you only have sex with Mom, and that is not even your sexual orientation?? Any woman can find a cock if she wants. Every woman. Why don't you go get laid?" Now I'm fingering her with intent. My goal here is to have her come to terms with the idea she cannot cum without my permission.

Whimpering now, you can feel her push back on my efforts. "Mmmmhhuuuummm... I guess I never really thought about it... MMMmmmmmm... Yes, that is true."

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK....

With the spatula...

"Slave, was that a half-truth??"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.....

Her knees buckle. She felt very close to her orgasm, which immediately turned to a burning sting on the cheeks of her ass. A tear ran down her face.

Realizing her mistake, she corrects it quickly before the next onslaught of paddles. "Yes, Master. I apologize with sincerity. I suppose I could get laid, as you put it if I wished."

SMACK "Does that mean you haven't wished??" SMACK

Knowing she has no out in the situation, she embraces what she hides from herself. "Yes, Master, it does." Knowing the pain behind being caught in a half-truth, she decides to avoid that suffering again and offer the entirety. "At least before now."

"Good answer, get on your knees. Show me how much you want to suck cock. I want to see how warm the inside of that mouth is." She falls to her knees and grabs his penis, pulling it with her hand. I bend over her to pull her up from her hips, raising her ass high. Then I take the paddle and hit each cheek hard. SMACK SMACK. "I didn't say, 'hands'... slut, mouth, get it in, get it wet, make it hard..." SMACK SMACK...

From there, the effort level was good, and we could teach better there. But the execution was like in the back of the Ford, not exactly 'skilled'... See my "worst blowjob" theory from above... So I come to terms with my best possible out-cum here and reason with the idea I'm going to have to do some leg work myself...

"Has a man ever cum in your mouth?"

She begins to remove my cock to respond, but I grab her (now a mess of a...) head and teach her how to communicate with her mouth full. Through gargling something that sounded more like "go", she shook her head from side to side, adding a flare to her otherwise virgin blowjob. My penis officially hits 'stiffy' status, finally on the path. With my hand already stuck in her mop of a head and my penis beginning to respond, I hold her head still as I face fuck her.

"That's ok. I'm sure before today is over, you will quickly learn what is expected of you so that you can learn to crave that as much as your slut of a mother does."

"What do I do?" Ibsy said as she entered the room. "Ok, good, after all that slapping I heard from the other room, I never thought you'd get her to be a good slut. How is she??" Mom walked into the room and inspected her efforts as if she was buying meat from a butcher.

"M'eh... but you will teach her, won't you? So, here is your task list. Her blowjobs are awful, you need to teach her. Have her watching porn with you constantly, she needs help. I want you to teach her each time you suck me off, but no cum for her until she has proven herself. All loads are yours until she can get me off on her own, which may take a minute. This is our new top priority. You will continue to use her for your benefit however you choose. You will only see her as your slave moving forward, all familial bonds are no longer being considered, as neither of you deserve them. You are nothing but whores and slaves and will proceed accordingly until further discussed."

Mom's eyes light up in the most devious way. "Yes, Master. Anything you wish."

I continue, "Good. Also, that pussy is a forest. A complete Brazillian needs to be done, have her on a fitness plan, reduce her fatty foods, her belly is hanging down, this pussy is like a werewolf is living down there, and you cannot even find her cunt, how on earth do you lick that thing??"

A look of guilt washed over her. "I always kinda liked it all bushy, but I know your preferences, and she will never have another body hair again, ever. Agreed. How is her ass??"

"Aside from the cellulose and in need of about 10,000 stairs to climb, it is tolerable. I can see her on all fours when applicable. Have her begin using butt plugs to open that up some. If the pussy is that tight I couldn't get a finger in her ass, so start that process, it will take some weeks to be useful to me. I won't go near that pussy until it is ready for me, so mouth only and honestly, lots of it because she needs the practice, understood?"

My cock had never left my sister's mouth as her fate was being discussed. Her eyes moved back and forth between us as we negotiated her attributes and fixes to improve each. This turned her on in a way she didn't quite understand yet. But she liked the idea she would be 'improved', even if it was at this cost.

"One problem here, sir. All of this will cost money. How will we afford this?"

I look down at my mother and appreciate her tits for a moment. I reach out and grab the one close to me, pulling at her nipples. Again, I reach down and pull her in for a large passionate kiss.

"I do have some ideas. Let's be realistic. We will each need to do our part here to make this work. Fritzie can move in here if we like, and transfer those funds to us to help. From there, we need to earn, however possible, to make this work. Agreed??" I look down into the eyes of my mother. Her eyes back are nothing but evil... but happy.

"Yes, Master." She realizes there was only one response. She responds to me by reaching up, leading with her tongue diving into my mouth. Once it finds its target, she grabs the head below and pushes it down onto the cock, now entering her throat. "I didn't hear you, slut."

Choking off the cock, hoping for a breath but being pulled back into her throat by now two hands from both of her Masters she appreciates the lesson and mumbles out, "Mmeesss... MMmmmmusssssmmaahhtrr"

Her mouth is now pulled back and forth by my mother's head. The slave does her best to keep the cock from being released, and drools an enormous amount of saliva from the side of her mouth, enabling her to better her efforts. When her head is held to the tip of his cock, she pays special attention to licking around and slurping it with her mouth.

Back to my mother, "Is dinner ready, did you need to go check on anything?"

"You are so smart, I have no idea how long I've been in here. I have a timer set, but I know what's next and it's better I go inside and do that now to get it out of the way. I'll give you both enough time to finish your training here, and I'll be right back to finish you off once dinner is ready."

Once she leaves us, I pull my sister up from her hair and stand her up next to me again. I grab her tit as I talk to her. The nipples are so rubbery. It's worth keeping her around all the time, only to have those here to play with. Like a fidget spinner, they are hard to put down once you get your hands on it.

"Ok, good first day. You have come a long way already. Do you have any questions for me? No? Good. Here are your moving forward tasks. Your mother is about to come back into this room and get her mouth filled with my cum. She abused me for years and now, it's my turn to be in charge, and you promised to do everything I said or you will be punished. IS THIS ALL CORRECT?"

"Yes, Master."

"Good. Step one. Rules, aside from the ones I've already programmed you to follow. You will never lie to me, you will always be honest with me and you will never tell anyone what you are doing here or why. Moving forward, what happens here and what happens sexually with your Master's is something you will not be able to discuss with anyone outside our circle. I am going to program you to act like a monkey locked in a cage at the zoo if you even ponder the idea of talking to anyone outside of this circle about what goes on here. You are moving to this address, so cancel your lease or sell your house or do whatever the fuck you need to do and move in tonight. You shouldn't need most of your belongings. Only bring what you must and sell off the rest as best you can. Add the funds to the family account. Ibsy will find you a place to sleep, figure that out with her. You will be woken to assist in the task of my nightly wake-and-bake blowjob. She will need a fluffer as she prepares my weed, so take to her training and learn how to give head. You have a lot of work to do there, so suck as much cock as you can, it can't hurt. If you have a job or regular schedule, let's keep that in place for now. We will eliminate those as needed to provide you with the time required to serve us. For now, let's keep your social presence active to limit questions. But again, don't ever tell anyone about what is going on here. I have not programmed this yet, so we're trusting you, but I will know if you break my trust. Understood?"

"I'm baaaacckk!!!" Says my mother, as she prances back to us. Then directly over to her slave, who she grabs by the mouth, "On your knees, get my pussy wet, slut." After pushing her head down below for service, she turns to me, 'Dinner is ready, sir. I know you always want to end by filling my slutty mouth, but first, would you prefer a fuck or just quick head so we can just go eat."

"Interesting proposal, my dear," I respond. "How about this, knowing how wet that pussy must be right now, why don't you bend over that chair over there and I will fuck you for a moment before rewarding you with the load."

My mother does a little clap of happiness before turning. She drags my sister with her for the 15 steps it takes to get to the chair, where she lifts her leg onto the arm of the chair keeping my sister attached the whole time like a leech. Once in position, I move myself behind Ibsy's ass and align my cock. I pull the head away from blocking my target and I slide it into my toy's offering open mouth. "Get it nice and wet for me." She sucks, and drools, and offers as much saliva as her mouth can produce.

I slide my cock into the warm hole slowly. I fucking love that first thrust. I enter completely, bottoming out right out of the gate. I hear my mother moan. I move the toy's head to underneath, beneath my balls to keep it busy as I work. I start slow but have been close to cumming for quite a time now already. Now, I only want to fill a hole and eat a great home-cooked meal while I watch my game and smoke a big, fat blunt.

For whatever reason, and I can easily imagine exactly what that reason is, my mother's pussy is especially wet tonight. She is very turned on and her pussy is on fire. She responds in her fucking now not in any maternal way, but as a lover would. Someone with deep intense feelings for the person she is giving herself to. I know she would do anything for me, well, because I selfishly programmed her to be my sex slave, but my point is when someone looks at you with a look of intense love, it's very easy to begin to experience those same feelings back to the originator.

While I fuck my mother from behind, standing off the chair in the living room of our house, my sister licks my balls from underneath. I pop it out of the pussy only to stick it in the mouth to show control, I remove it selfishly and plow it deep into the pussy again to bottom out. Again, my mother groans in ecstasy. I pull her hair back and hold her hip as I thrust.

"I want your slutty mouth. Go get your prize."

My mother falls to her knees and grabs my sister by the head so that she follows and gets a very close look at what is taught as the 'proper' technique. My mother wraps her full lips around the head of the cock. Proud of her stature here and playing for her attentive audience, she puts on a show, licking and sucking, deepthroating, slurping, and gagging. She pulls herself off to teach, "You will feel him get thick, really thick, right before he shoots, the second you taste it, shove it into the back of your throat and inhale to get him down there, then use your throat to squeeze on him, oooh, just like this...."

On command, I unleash my orgasm, and she does exactly how she taught. I hold her head thrusting it deeper, her hands holding onto my legs as she accepts the entire deposit. While sucking the last out of me and looking into my eyes, I reply with, "Feed her, mama bird..."

The evil smile returns to her eyes... Ibsyslut wraps her lips tight against my cock again, pulling and sucking in hard. Holding all she can in her mouth without gulping, you see her form a pool of all the contents within. Still holding Frizie by the back of her hair, she pulls down so that Fritzies face turns upward. "Open your mouth, slut, taste your prize."

Once Fritzie opens her mouth and tilts her head back, Ibsyslut drools the contents within, passing the load onto a new mouth and a new belly. Ibsy, still holding her mouth and head back, watched her daughter's eyes roll back into her head and begin an enormous orgasm, convulsing uncontrollably on the floor like a boated halibut.

Ibsy turns to me, eyes impressed. I respond with a shrug, "No matter. I will leave you kids alone to figure things out while I eat my meal in my room. Is there a blunt rolled and waiting for me?"

"The plate is ready on the counter, and the blunt is ready at your seat with the lighter right next to it. The game should start in less than ten minutes. Enjoy yourself, Master. We will be in later to practice blowjobs."

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