The Professor's Wife Ch. 10

The Professor's Wife -- ch 10

"What time are you expecting your folks today?" Janice asked Jason as they sat at the kitchen island eating some breakfast, along with Sharon. The ladies were wearing their favorite oversized football jersey, while Jason was dressed as he usually was while at home, in his gym shorts and oversized t-shirt.

"Probably around 3:00. Although, if I know dad, it will probably be more like 2:00." Jason replied.

"I have a couple showings this afternoon." Sharon chimed into the conversation. Then she looked at Jason, laying her hand on his arm. "Are you sure you want me around while they're visiting? I really don't mind staying away while your folks are visiting. I don't want to make things more tense then they need to be."

Jason looked at Sharon, laying his hand over hers. "This is your home now. You belong here as much as Janice and I do now. I want you here. Janice wants you here. I don't give a shit what anyone else wants, especially mom." He looked back and forth between his ladies. "You both need to understand the relationship I have with mom. I do love her. But we've had a strained relationship since I moved out. She has control issues. And they've only gotten worse as she's gotten older. There was a time dad let her get away with it. But not anymore, especially with me. And I'm not going to let her get away with it. So, if she gives either of you a hard time while they're here, you let me know immediately." He smiled as he thought about it. "I can picture dad spanking the shit out of her now."

Janice and Sharon looked at him with wide eyes. "And your mom is ok with that?" Sharon asked.

Jason laughed. "She won't admit it. But dad and I both think that deep down she loves it. It's like a powerplay between the two of them. I think there are times she acts up on purpose just to feel him exercise his authority over her. But for them, a good spanking for mom is foreplay. Because it usually ends up with mom on her back or on her knees."

"You've seen this?" Janice asked in shock.

"Oh no!" Jason laughed again. "Dad would never humiliate mom like that. Although, he has threatened at times to take her in front of the family if she gets really bitchy. I guess she hasn't pushed him that far yet. No, I haven't witnessed their ritual." He smiled. "But dad has told me what it was like on a couple of occasions. I guess mom can become quite the compliant lover when she's been put in her place."

Janice grabbed his hand. "Well, I'm just letting you know right now, I'm not backing down from your mother. No matter how much of a bitch she becomes. I'm not some little school girl who's afraid to meet your parents. I know who I am. And I know what I want. I want you. If the bitch wants to pick a fight, then she's in for an ass kicking."

Jason smiled at her as he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck. "I didn't think it was possible for you to turn me on anymore than you already have. But you have!" He pulled their heads together and kissed her passionately.

Sharon watched for a few seconds before standing up. "Alright you two! I have to get to work."

Jason broke the kiss with Janice and reached out, grabbing her arm and pulling her back down onto the barstool. His thinking of how his dad would take control of his mom had gotten him thinking how he and Janice could take control of Sharon. All three of them knew how her demeanor changed completely whenever he and Janice took charge of her. And Sharon knew she couldn't resist, and really didn't want to. "Not so fast!" He said. "I think you need your morning protein shake. As a matter of fact, I think you both do."

"Oohh!" Sharon groaned. "I need to get to the office." She almost sounded like she was whining.

Jason wrapped one hand around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss as his other hand mauled her breast, through the jersey she was wearing.

Janice got up and moved around to the other side of her. Then bent over to whisper in her ear as she squeezed her other breast. "You do as your told or maybe we'll start using a belt on you."

Sharon began to whimper as the combination of her words and their control of her body took hold of her psyche. She knew she wanted to live with them more than anything she'd ever wanted. But she also knew that would mean her sexual servitude to both of them, with all the passion that accompanied it. A passion she was becoming lost in.

Jason led each of them by the hand as he walked back into the bedroom. His self-confidence with each of them had grown over the last few weeks as he'd come to understand their need for each other and their eagerness for the three-way relationship they shared. He slid his shorts down his legs and climbed on the bed, his back against the headboard. "You two are overdressed." He said smiling, holding up his hand to them.

Both ladies pulled their jerseys over their heads and threw them on the floor. Sharon reached out and took his hand, climbing on the bed between his legs.

Jason leaned forward, taking her face in his hands. He kissed her softly as he held her steady. "I'm glad you're here." He said softly as he brushed her hair from her face. "You belong here, with us. I guess my question for you is, 'Is this where you want to belong?'"

"Yes! More than anything!" She gasped softly. She could feel her mind and will bowing to his, the way it always bowed to Janice's whenever she exerted her will over hers.

"Good!" He said smiling before kissing her again, then sitting back.

Sharon reached for his manhood as she knelt between his legs. She began stroking it with both hands, bringing it to life, as Janice walked around the bed, crawling up on the bed and laying in Jason's arms, facing Sharon.

Jason wrapped his arms around Janice, caressing her breasts and stomach as they watched Sharon.

"May I ask you both something?" Sharon asked with a voice that sounded more like a small child than a middle-aged woman.

Janice reached out and caressed her face. "Of course, baby. What is it?"

"I know I belong to you." Sharon said, looking at Janice. "Am I going to belong to both of you now?" She asked, looking at both of them.

"Do you want to belong to both of us?" Jason asked.

"I do!" Sharon replied without hesitation, smiling.

Janice pulled her down and kissed her. "Then that's the way it will be, baby. You now belong to both of us. You'll be our good girl from now on, not just my good girl. Does that make you happy?"

Sharon smiled. "Yes! Very!"

Jason sat in silence as he watched this new dynamic playout between them. He had seen some of these tendencies in his mother, whenever his dad took control of her. But this was a deeper level he'd never seen before.

"I know how much you like being told you're a good girl." Janice spoke softly to her. "Tell Jason so he understands."

Sharon sat back on her legs, looking at Jason. "I don't know how to describe it other than it's my escape. I get tired of running my own real estate business. Always being the boss. Always making decisions. Always being the bitch that everyone hates. When I'm away from it all, I crave being someone's baby girl. Someone who will make all my decisions for me. Someone who will tell me what to do. Someone who will cherish me and take care of me. Someone who will tell me I'm their good girl." She paused as she looked back and forth between them. She had never opened up like that with anyone, except for Janice, fearful of being laughed at. "Does any of this make sense to you?" She asked Jason.

Jason remembered seeing the dynamics that took place between his parents over the years. He had seen a degree of what Sharon was talking about playing out between them. He reached out and caressed her face. "It all makes sense to me, sexy. I think I understand you better now. I'm glad you told me. Now that you belong to both of us, we're going to take good care of you." He smiled. "I still want you to be a real bitch when it comes to business." All three laughed. "But when you're with us, you're our baby girl."

Sharon's eyes lit up. "I like that!"

Janice grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her down, kissing her. "I love you, baby. I love you so much!" She moaned softly, their foreheads touching as she spoke. Then she smiled at her. "Now get to work, bitch!" She said teasingly.

Sharon giggled as she crawled backwards, then laid down between Jason's legs. Her hair cascaded around her face as it hovered over his cock. She stroked it a few more times before lowering her head, filling her mouth with his shaft.

Jason's head dropped back as he groaned his approval of her oral skills. "You're incredible Sha-Sha." Using the name for her that only Janice had called her before this.

Janice sat up and turned in his arms, facing him. "Hey! That's my name for her!" She said teasing.

Jason opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Not anymore. Now she belongs to me, too. Remember?" He replied as he pulled her into his body and kissed her.

Janice wrapped her arms around his head, moaning as the kiss continued. "We both do, baby."

The two kissed as Jason fondled and squeezed Janice's breasts. He slid his hand down her body and between her legs as Sharon's mouth worked his shaft, her lips sliding up and down it as her tongue swirled around the head.

Janice groaned, attacking his mouth with a passion, feeling her own orgasm building. Then she suddenly broke the kiss and pushed herself up, lifting her breast to his mouth. "Here baby!" She said panting. "Suck on these! I know you want to!"

Jason sucked her breast in his mouth, raking the nipple over his teeth, bathing it with his tongue as he curled two fingers inside her gushing pussy.

Janice moaned, wrapping her arm around his head and crushing his face against her breast. She gasped laughing. "Oh shit, baby! You're going to make me cum!"

Jason intensified his efforts, flicking the tip of his tongue over her swollen nub as he shoved his fingers inside her as far as he could, looking for her sweet spot. He got the response he was looking for.

"AAAAHHHHH FUCK!" Janice screamed as her body began to writhe and spasm. She squeezed his head against her chest as she grunted and shook through her orgasm.

Sharon had never felt as content as she did at that moment, listening to Janice as Jason took her. She knew how deeply Janice had come to love him. And how much Jason loved Janice. And now she was part of that. She had found her safe place. That place where she was accepted and loved for who and what she was. That place where she could give up control and let them make the decisions. She had longed for so long to be someone's Babygirl. She'd found what she was looking for.

Jason groaned, keeping his mouth locked on Janice's breast as his orgasm took control. He grunted with each ejaculation, not wanting to release Janice. Sharon's mouth felt like liquid velvet wrapped around his cock. The intensity of her sucking on it only intensifying his pleasure. At one point the thought crossed his mind that she was going to suck the life out of him.

Sharon worked his cock with the fervor and eagerness of a woman needing to hear she pleased him. Then it struck her again. Every now and then, the dichotomy within her life slapped her in the face. The horror of the people who worked for her knowing what she was really like gripped her. All they saw was the woman in control, decisive and cutthroat in her business dealings. A wave of humiliation swept over her as she thought about what it would be like if they knew what she was really like, and what she really needed. What would their reaction be if they saw her laying between a man's legs servicing his cock like a common whore?

She became lost in her thoughts as she nursed and suckled on Jason's deflating cock. She was where she wanted to be. It didn't matter if no one else understood her or her needs. Jason and Janice understood her and loved her for who she was and what she needed. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she felt Jason's hands on the sides of her face, lifting her head.

"Get up here." He said smiling at her.

Sharon crawled up the bed and turned, sitting between Jason and Janice. Each of them began fondling her breasts as Janice turned her head and kissed her.

Their tongues played together as Janice thought about how much she had grown to love her friend. Theirs was a love cemented together by shared pasts and needs. But there had always been a missing element, until now. Jason's involvement in their lives seemed to deepen their love and need for each other in a way neither had anticipated. "I love you, Babygirl." Janice said softly.

Sharon giggled like a schoolgirl. "I love you too." Then she turned to look at Jason.

He kissed her as tenderly as she'd ever been kissed by Janice. He held her there for a couple minutes, fondling her breast, until she began to moan and whimper. "I love you as well, baby. We're going to take care of you and love you the way you need."

Sharon pulled their heads together again and kissed him. "I love you too, daddy. And I'm going to take good care of you."

Her response caught Jason off guard. He quickly realized her needs went deeper than he'd first thought. He was holding a middle-aged woman who needed to be treated like a little girl during their times of intimacy. Or was it even deeper than that? He'd have to figure this out. He knew he had a treasure in both of them. He was going to do whatever he had to, to keep both of them. "I know you will baby." He kissed her again. "And we're going to love you like you've never been loved before." He smiled at her. "Now be a good girl and go get ready for work. I give you permission to slip into bitch mode now." He said chuckling.

It was like a complete transformation took place before their eyes as Sharon slid down the bed. "Yeah!" She said with disgust. "Tony fucked up all kinds of paperwork on a closing that was supposed to take place today. I need to get in there and fix it before I lose the sale. A two and half million dollar house." She said as she walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked with wide eyes.

Janice slid over and sat next to him, laying her hand on his thigh. "I told you she has some deep needs. Although, I must confess, I was a little shocked by her response as well. She's always been on the submissive side with me. But her response to you was an eye opener. Is that a turn-off for you?"

"Not at all. I was just a little shocked. I've seen that response before. A little bit in mom, in the way she responds to dad. But my uncle has a woman he keeps on a leash." He laughed. "Literally at times." He got serious, putting his arm around her shoulders and pulling her into his body. "Now I have a question for you. I meant it when I told her I loved her. Is that going to be a problem for you?"

She reached up and caressed his face. "No baby." She said softly. "I need you both in my life. I love you both, and dread the thought of losing either of you. I knew when I brought her into our relationship this might happen. Just please don't make me compete with her for your affection." Her last statement sounding like the plea it was.

He caressed her face as he looked at her tenderly. "Never going to happen, sexy. I love you too much to lose you or make you compete for anything. You'll always be number one." Then he chuckled as he thought about their three-way relationship. "As fucked up as this sounds, you'll always be Mommy, I'll always be Daddy, and she'll always be Babygirl."

Janice laughed. "That really does sound fucked up."

"Yeah! But we're going to have a fucking good time." He said smiling before kissing her as he dropped his hand to fondle her breast. "You know what this means, don't you?" He replied before she could respond. "This means you and I can never break up. It would be too devastating for the kids."

Janice smiled at him as she slid her hand down his stomach and grabbed his manhood, squeezing it. "Then we do what we must for the kids, baby." She replied with a seductive voice, before kissing him.

"Dad!" Jason greeted his father as he stood in the doorway to the condo. He stepped us and hugged him. "How was the drive down?" He asked as he released his dad and side stepped to hug his mother. He could feel the tension in her body.

"It was alright. Traffic wasn't too bad."

"Well, welcome to our humble dwelling." Jason said chuckling. "Give me your suitcases. I'll take them into your bedroom." Just as he grabbed their suitcases, Janice stepped up behind him. "Dad, mom, this is Janice."

Janice decided to set the tone from the beginning. She'd walked out of their bedroom wearing her favorite pair of jeans that fit her toned body, perfectly. And Jason's favorite blouse that accentuated her assets. She held out her hand to Roger. "Roger. It's so nice to finally meet you. I can see where Jason gets his looks from now."

Roger took her hand and just stared for a few seconds, his eyes roaming up and down her body. "Janice, the pictures Jason sent us of you do not do you justice. You are a gorgeous woman." He wanted to tell her what he really thought of her, looks wise, but kept it to himself, not wanting to be too crude.

"Well, thank you. You're very kind." Janice replied before turning to Marcy holding out her hand. "Marcy. I'm so glad to finally meet you." She said smiling, while her eyes glared at her screaming, 'Go ahead bitch and mess with me! I'll kick your fucking ass!'

Marcy took her hand. "It's nice meeting you, finally. Jason has told us so much about you. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better." The two women stood holding the other's hand as they stared at each other.

Janice squeezed her hand a little tighter. "And I'm looking forward to getting to know you as well. I already know we have one thing in common. Our love for your son."

"Yes! Well! We have much to talk about." Marcy replied without expression.

"Don't you have to use the bathroom?" Roger spoke up. "You've been telling me about it for the last half hour." He said, glaring at her.

"Just down the hallway." Jason said, leading the way with the suitcases. "Follow me."

Roger and Janice watched them walk away and down the hallway. Roger grabbed Janice by her upper arms. "Janice. You are a beautiful woman. I can see what my son sees in you. He's a lucky man to have found you."

Janice could see where Jason got not just his looks from, as Roger held her. But also his take charge personality. "Again, thank you. But I think I'm the lucky one. Has he by chance told you how we met?"

"No! He hasn't."

"He's told me how open you two are. You should have him tell you that story." Janice said smiling. "I think you'd enjoy it."

Her smile elevated Roger's desire for her. "My dear! I can see you're going to be the perfect partner for my son." He chuckled. "If I didn't have his bitch mother, I'd try to steal you from him."

"Well aren't you the charmer!" She said teasingly. "But no one is going to steal me away from him."

"Good answer. I'm liking you more and more with each passing minute. As far as his mother goes. She's under strict orders to behave herself and treat you with respect and kindness. If she mistreats you in anyway, I want to know about it! I mean that!"

"Thank you. But I can defend myself. I love your son. I'm not about to let some overbearing mother come between us. Jason's told me all about her. And just so you'll know. I won't tolerate her talking down to the man I love. You two will always be welcome here. But this is our house. When she's here, I expect her to behave like a well behaved guest. If she can't do that, then leave her at home next time."

Roger just smiled. "Oh, you gorgeous woman. I'm loving you more and more. If she give you any grief, I give you my permission to kick her ass."

"Be careful. I may take you up on that." Janice replied smiling. Then she giggled. "I can't wait to see her reaction when Sharon gets here for dinner."

Roger released her arms. The two of them walked into the living room and sat down. "Who's Sharon? Jason hasn't mentioned her before."

"She's a very dear friend of mine that I've known for years. She lives with us now. She has her own real estate business. She'd be here now, but she has a house she's closing on today. She should be here by dinner time."

"Who will be here by dinner time?" Marcy asked, walking into the living room.

"A friend of theirs who has her own real estate business." Roger replied. "I'm looking forward to meeting her." He said, smiling at Janice.

"Why is she coming here for dinner?" Marcy asked, sounding irritated. "I thought it was just going to be the four of us this weekend."

"Sharon lives here now." Janice spoke up. "Or at least she's going to. She hasn't made the move official yet."

"We invited her to come live with us because she's become very close to both of us." Jason added as he walked into the room, having overheard the conversation.

He glared at his mom, knowing she was working herself into one of her rages. He'd learned years ago his mother had a very narrow perspective on life and the world around her. If something happened that did not fit her schedule or how she thought things should be done, she became intransigent in the way she dealt with it.

He walked up to her and grabbed her upper arms the way his dad had done with Janice. "We both love Sharon and she's an important part of our family now. Whether you like her or not is irrelevant to us. She's here to stay." He growled at her.

Marcy glared at Roger, looking for him to back her up. "Are you going to say anything?!" She almost shouted.

Roger glared back at her. "Yeah! I am! Shut the fuck up and sit down!" He continued to glare at her as she sat down next to him. "What did I tell you on the drive down here this morning?" He growled at her.

"I don't care! I don't like what's going on here! I don't like any of it!" Marcy yelled back, shaking from anger.

Roger stood up and looked at Jason and Janice, sitting opposite them. He smiled at them as he calmed himself. "I apologize for your mother's behavior. Now if you two will excuse us, I have some business to take care of." He reached down and grabbed a fistful of Marcy's hair, lifting her till she was standing.

Marcy reached over her head with both hands, slapping at his hands as he pulled her towards the bedroom they would be staying in. "I'm sorry! I'll be good!"

Roger laughed. "Oh, I'm sure you will. After you've had an attitude adjustment."

Jason and Janice watched them walk down the hallway and then the bedroom door slammed behind them. "Now the fun begins." Jason said smiling at her.

Roger threw her on the bed. "You sanctimonious, self-righteous bitch!" He yelled at her, trying not to be too loud. "I'm done with your trying to control everything and everyone around you!"

"I don't trust them! Jason is being led around by his dick, by that bitch! And now there's another bitch too! I won't allow it! I WON'T!"

Roger walked over to her, shoved her back on the bed till she was laying on her back. Then he crawled up on the bed and straddled her body. He wrapped one hand around her neck as he glared down at her. "I know you're his mother." He growled at her. "And for that reason I'm trying to cut you some slack. But you're really pushing it with me this time. I trust our son. I trust his judgment. And I trust his choice of the women in his life. You may not like it. But you know what? No one gives a shit what you like anymore." He paused as he glared down at her, squeezing her neck tighter. "So here's what's going to happen. You're going to go out there and apologize to our son and Janice for being a bitch! And then you're going to behave yourself for the rest of our visit with them."

Marcy glared back at him. "I won't! I won't!" Sounding more like a defiant child, than a grown woman.

Roger smiled down at her. "So be it, bitch! You've had this coming for a long time. I'm blaming myself for not doing it sooner." He slid down her body till he was straddling her waist. Then with both hands he began ripping her clothes from her body.

The two struggled as he quickly ripped every piece of clothing from her body, Marcy slapping and screaming, knowing what was coming next. Roger climbed off the bed and grabbed the backpack he'd brought. Marcy quickly jumped off the bed, only to be thrown back on it with a fistful of her hair.

"Where do you think you're going, bitch? We're just getting started!" He rolled her on her stomach, then straddled her body again, holding her in place. He grabbed two pairs of hand-cuffs from his backpack. He pulled her arms behind her back and cuffed them together. Then he got off the bed and cuffed her ankles together. Rummaging through his backpack he found the length of chain he was looking for. A short piece with carbuncles at each end. He clipped one end to the cuffs on her wrists, then lifted her legs and clipped the other end to the cuffs on her ankles.

Marcy felt herself already tiring from all the struggling. "Please don't do this! Please!"

Roger laughed again. "Too late for that, bitch!" He rolled her over till she was laying her side, her legs pulled back, bound to her arms. "I brought my whip with me for this trip. I had a feeling I'd be needing it."

Marcy's eyes widened in fear. "No! Please! I'll be good! I promise!" She began to whimper.

"Yeah! Right!" Roger laughed. "You're full of shit!" He stepped back and admired her body. Her nice tits and her clean shaved pussy. "You know! After seeing what Jason's got with Janice, I think I'm going to have those C tits of yours bumped up a few sizes. Sit tight. I'll be right back." He walked out of the bedroom and back to the living room.

"Hey buddy!" Roger said, smiling at his son and Janice. "I was hoping this wouldn't happen. But here we are. I'm not sure how long this will take."

Jason held up his hand. "Dad. We have nothing planned for the whole weekend. We can eat dinner anytime. You do what you need to do."

Roger nodded his head. "Thank you, buddy." Then he looked at Janice. "My dear. You are a beautiful woman I am looking forward to getting to know. I'm truly sorry you have to listen to what's about to happen. I just want you to know. If Jason wants you in his life. Then I want you in our lives."

Janice didn't know how to reply. "Thank you. Like I told you before. I love your son. And I won't let anything come between us."

Roger smiled at Jason as he pointed at Janice. "I love this lady! I'm glad you two found each other." Then he turned and walked back to the bedroom.

"Now what?" Janice asked with wide eyes, looking at Jason.

Jason smiled. "Now the show really starts." He wrapped one arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his body, taking her face in his other hand and kissing her.

Roger closed the door behind him, stepping back into the bedroom. He grabbed his backpack and threw it on the bed.

"Please! You don't have to do this!" Marcy whimpered. "I promise I'll be good! I do trust Jason. He's a good boy. I do trust his judgment!" She was trying to think of anything that would change the outcome she saw coming.

Roger pulled a ball-gag from his backpack and shoved it in her mouth, fastening it around her head. Marcy began to whimper and sob, her body shaking in anticipation of the punishment it was about to be subjected to. Roger dumped the rest of his backpack on the bed. He found the length of rope he was looking for. He fastened one end to the cuffs around her ankles, then unsnapped them from the chain holding them attached to her arms. He looped the rope through the frame of the bed, then brought it back up and fastened the other end to the cuffs around her ankles, after pulling it tight.

Marcy lay on her stomach, her legs fastened to the frame of the bed, her hands still cuffed behind her back. Her whimpering and sobbing had no effect on Roger as he pulled the belt from his pants. She turned her head to see what was coming. Her body trembled as she sobbed and whimpered, her head shaking 'NO.'

"I could give you some bullshit line that I'm not going to enjoy this." Roger said chuckling. "But I'd be lying. I'm really going to enjoy this." He doubled his belt over then raised it over his head.

Marcy screamed through the ball-gag as the belt came down across her ass cheeks. Her ass and the back of her thighs began to glow red as the belt slowly broke her will.

"I've tolerated your bullshit for years!" Roger growled at her as his spanking her continued, mercilessly. "Not anymore!" He grunted with each downward swing of his belt.

"I am getting so turned on listening to this." Janice confessed, laying in Jason's arms, her hand squeezing the bulge in his pants.

Jason laughed as he fondled her breast. "I was wondering how it would affect you. Although, this is more intense than anything they've ever done before. I'm not sure where this is going."

Roger grabbed the short whip from pile he had dumped on the bed. Marcy sobbed harder, snot running from her nose, drool running from around the ball-gag, when she saw what he was holding. He kneeled on the bed and leaned over, brushing her hair from her face. "You're going to let go of this bitch, self-righteous attitude of yours," he whispered in her ear. "Or I'm going to give you to Charlie, and letting him and his boys have some fun with you. And I know you know what they'll do to you. You want to act like a bitch, then you'll be treated like one."

Marcy turned her head as best she could, looking at her husband. The fear in her eyes evident. She understood what he was threatening her with. She whimpered as she looked at him.

Roger smiled. "That's what I thought." He dragged the leather whip across her already burning ass. "I probably don't need to do this. But I want to." He said laughing.

He stood up, next to the bed, raised his arm and brought the whip down across her ass.

Marcy screamed through her ball-gag, her body stiffening, then shaking from the pain. Her screams and sobs coming with every lash across her flesh.

Roger felt like he was unleashing years of anger and frustration as he brought the whip down across her tender flesh, over and over. He finally relented when her heard her screams morph into sobs of resignation. He threw the whip on the bed and examined her ass and back of her thighs. They were criss crossed with the welts from the belt and whip.

He reached for her ankles, unsnapping the cuffs that held them bound together. He then pulled her off the bed and helped her stand, her hands still bound behind her back. He reached behind her head as she stood in front of him and unhooked the ball-gag.

Marcy gulped in air, her chin dripping with her drool, her face streaked with tears as she looked up at him. He had never disciplined her like this before. She realized she'd gone too far this time. He'd broken her and she knew his threats were not hollow ones.

"I meant what I said." Roger said, sternly. "I'm done with your shitty behavior. You want to remain the matriarch of this family?" He asked.

"Yes!" She replied, still sobbing.

"Then you fucking act the way I tell you to! Or I'll turn you into the family whore! Now get on your knees, bitch!"

Roger unbuckled his pants, then shoved them down his legs, with his shorts, as he watched Marcy drop to her knees. He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, then reached for her head, pulling her between his legs.

"I don't want to do any of those things to you." He growled at her, holding her head back with a fistful of hair. "But if that's what it takes to get your attention, then so be it. Now put your mouth to better use."

Marcy offered no resistance as he pulled her head down. She opened her mouth and allowed him to fill it with his flesh, fearing the consequences of displeasing him.

Roger groaned as he pumped her head up and down, feeling his cock hardening in her mouth. "Mmmm! This is more like it! Maybe I'll just shove my cock in your mouth every time you open it." He yanked her head back to look at him, keeping her mouth stuffed with his cock. "I'm not putting up with your shit anymore. You either get rid of your attitude, or I'll whip it out of you. Except next time, my cock won't be the only one you service afterwards."

Roger held her head securely, working it up and down at the speed he wanted. He closed his eyes picturing what it would be like to fuck Janice's big tits. He chuckled, looking down at Marcy. "Yeah! I'm going to get those tits of yours pumped up."

"It got quiet back there." Janice said as she stroked Jason's cock, sitting next to him. "What do you think is going on now?"

Jason laughed. "Probably the same thing you're doing, except with her mouth."

She smiled. "You mean like this?" She dropped her head and slid the length of his manhood in her mouth. Her tongue worked the head of his cock as her lips slid up and down its length.

Jason's head fell back on the loveseat. "Oh fuck! Twice in one day! Does it get any better than this?"

Janice giggled as she lifted herself off his cock. "Wait till our Babygirl gets home and I tell her how you defended her. You may be getting this all night."

Roger looked down Marcy's back as her head bobbed up and down on his cock. A pang of guilt gripped him when he focused on the stripes across her ass. He knew he'd allowed his anger to get the better of him. Then he remembered all the years he'd tolerated her selfish behavior, especially her controlling efforts when it came to their son. He and Jason had always shared a special bond. He'd allowed her to get away with her behavior when Jason was younger. But no more. His guilt became trumped by his anger and resentment. "Look at me." He commanded her softly.

Marcy looked up the length of his body, her mouth remaining impaled on his shaft. 'Now what?' She fearfully thought.

"You're going to apologize to both Jason and Janice this evening." He saw her immediate reaction in her eyes. "You either apologize for your shitty behavior or I'll humiliate you in front of all of them. Your choice. I've tolerated your behavior, especially towards our son, long enough. No more. I'm keeping you on a short leash for the rest of the weekend." He smiled when he saw her eyes widen. "Yeah! I brought your collar and leash. You'll be wearing your collar the rest of our time here. Do as your told from now on, or I'll attach the leash." Then a thought flashed across his brain he'd never had before. "I'll put your leash on and give it to Jason." He laughed when he saw the fear in her eyes. "That would be fun. Seeing how he decided to deal with you. I might even give him free reign over you." He laughed again. "Now finish sucking that cock! I came here to visit with my son. Fuck with that anymore and I swear you'll regret it."

"Oh shit!" Jason grunted as his cock exploded in Janice's sucking mouth. Jason grunted with each ejaculation as Janice purred like a cat, swallowing every drop of cum he pumped into her mouth.

Her love for Jason was deepening every day. There were times her love and yearning for him still scared her, it was so overwhelming. It wasn't who he was and their age difference that scared her. It was the fear that all this would be ripped from her and she'd be cast adrift, fending for herself again. He'd shown her a love she'd never felt before. The thought of losing that is what scared her the most.

She lifted her mouth off his deflating shaft, kissing it softly as she cradled it in her hands. Hearing him groan as his hand stroked the back of her head gave her a sense of completion and satisfaction. She sat up and snuggled up next to him. "I love you so much!" She whispered in his ear.

"I love you, baby." He replied, turning to look at her. He held her tight against his body, caressing her face as she in turn stroked his cock with a light, feathery touch, using only the tips of her fingers. "I've been wanting to tell you something since this morning."

"What's that baby?" She asked before kissing the side of his face with soft kisses.

"Things with Sharon are getting a lot more intense and intimate than I ever expected." He took her chin in hand and made her look at him. "I am growing to love her and care for her. But you will always be number one with me. I'm going to love her and give her what she needs. But she will never take your place in my life."

Janice began to tear up at his words. "Thank you for telling me that. I almost felt damned if I do and damned if I don't when I wrestled with introducing her into our circle. I love her so much, the thought of excluding her was killing me. But then I thought, 'what if she steals you from me?'"

He smiled at her. "Never going to happen, sexy. No one's taking you from me, or me from you." He chuckled. "We'll co-parent our Babygirl together." They heard the bedroom door open. "Oh shit!" Jason whispered as he tucked his cock back in his pants and zipped up.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Roger asked, smiling, as she stepped into the living room, noticing Jason putting the finishing touches on buttoning up.

Jason smiled back. "No. We were just finishing up."

"I can't tell you both how pleased I am that you two found each other. You are going to tell me and your mother the story at dinner this evening. Speaking of your mother. She should be out shortly. She's had an attitude adjustment. And just so you both know before she gets out here, if she reverts back to her bitchy self at any time during the rest of our visit, I want to know about it immediately." He walked up to Jason to get closer. "And just so you know," He said softly. "I've already told your mother, the next time she acts up, I'm putting her on the leash and I'm turning that leash over to you."

Jason looked at him, shocked. He'd only seen his dad put his mom on the leash a couple times over the years. And both times she'd really pushed his dad so far, Jason was surprised at the level of self-control his dad had displayed each time. "Are you serious?"

"Your mother is a strong-willed, proud, arrogant woman who fancies herself as always being right, and we should all cower to her every whim. I've had enough of it. From now on the punishment will be the very thing she fears the most, humiliation. So yes! I'm serious."

Roger sat down across from them. "I gotta tell you, buddy. I still love your mother. But I'm about done with her bullshit. After the talk we had on the drive here today, I thought she'd do an about face. I've decided when we get home I'm going to give her two options. She either gives up this bitch act, or I give her, her walking papers."

Marcy came walking into the living room, head bowed, too humiliated to look at anyone. Roger had put a collar around her neck before he'd walked out of the bedroom. It would remain around her neck the rest of their visit. She had tried on a couple different outfits before deciding on the loose fitting sun dress she was wearing. Everything else she'd tried on was too irritating to her ass and the back of her thighs. Even as she stood there she could feel her backside burning. She walked up and stood in front of Jason and Janice.

"I want to apologize for being such a bitch." She spoke as she stared at the floor, not able to look either of them in the eye. "I really do like you Janice. I think you two are good together."

Janice felt a wave of compassion for Marcy grip her. She stood up and hugged her. "Thank you, Marcy. I really am looking forward to getting to know you better."

Marcy looked at her, giving Janice a weak smile. "Thank you. I am too."

"Are you a wine drinker?" Janice asked as she kept her arms wrapped around Marcy.

"Oh yes!" Marcy replied, smiling. The atmosphere in the room becoming more normal.

Janice tucked her arm in Marcy's arm. "Let's go break a bottle or two open."

Roger and Jason watched Janice lead Marcy into the kitchen. "Does Janice have a sister?" Roger asked smiling. "If she does I want to meet her."

Jason laughed. "No! She's an only child. But her friend, Sharon is just as hot. But she's already spoken for." He was taken back by his dad's admission he was thinking about divorcing his mom. "Were you serious about divorcing mom?"

Roger looked at his son. "Wait! Are you banging both of them?"

Jason smiled. "Almost every night. You didn't answer my question."

"Good for you, my boy!" Roger replied smiling. "Now you've got your old man thinking."

"I'm afraid to ask what you're thinking. Now, answer my question, please. I've known for quite a while things weren't great between you two. But I wasn't expecting this."

"Yeah, well, I've tolerated it long enough. I think the older she gets, the worse it becomes. Hell! I've even contemplated handing her over to your Uncle Charlie and letting him and his guys have their fun with her for a weekend or so."

Jason could sense the anger in his dad's voice. "I guess things have gotten worse since I moved out. I knew mom could be a...." He hesitated calling her a bitch to his dad.

"What? A bitch! Say it boy! You don't have to hold back with me!"

"OK! I knew mom could be a bitch at times. I just didn't think it was that bad. And I always thought it was foreplay for you two."

"Not anymore! Oh, I still take what I want, when I want it." He chuckled. "Your mother spends a lot of time on her knees these days. Not that I give her a choice. She's become quite the accomplished cock sucker." He said laughing.

"Dad! What the fuck!" Jason reacted to his dad's crudeness. He wasn't shocked by what they did. But by the way his father was talking about it, like his mother was just a cheap whore he'd picked up off the street.

Roger laughed. "What? You shocked that I treat your mother that way?" He leaned forward. "You're a man now, son. Time to see things the way they really are. Your mother wants to behave like a bitch. Then that's the way I'll treat her from here on out." He gave his son a sinister smile. "Don't worry. If I farm her out, I'll keep it in the family."

Jason sat there taking it all in, not knowing how to respond. He had to admit to himself, he had developed some serious resentment towards her over the last few years. It was to the point he really didn't want to have much to do with her anymore. He'd even developed some real anger issues with her because of her smothering control she tried to continually exert over him. But through all that he had never thought of her as a sexual creature before. She was his mom! But his dad's admission of things he was contemplating doing with her was planting all kinds of images in his head. "You'd really give her to Uncle Charlie?"

Roger sat back and smiled. "Thinking about it. Of course, there would be ground rules. No damaging the property." He said chuckling. He paused. "But I don't think that's going to be necessary, now. I think she understands the gravity of her situation. Which is too bad! I was hoping she'd act up again while we were here. I would enjoy putting that leash on her and handing it to you."

"And what would I do with her?" He asked, fearful of what his dad was thinking.

Roger stared at his son for a few seconds, just smiling. "Whatever you wanted to do with her. You're a man now. You figure it out. Now tell me about this business venture you've been talking about. I want to hear all about it."

The afternoon flew by as the ladies talked in the kitchen, polishing off a bottle of wine, as Jason and Roger sat in the living room. The tension between the ladies gradually diminished as the wine had it's affect on Marcy. Eventually, they were heard laughing together as they began making dinner. Jason had been glad his dad asked about the business he was thinking about starting. He was really getting uncomfortable with where their conversation about his mom was going. Sex had always been a subject the whole family talked about openly and freely as he was growing up. But his dad was taking their discussions to a whole new level.

Sharon walked through the front door shortly after 5:00, just in time for dinner.

'Holy shit!' Roger thought to himself when he laid eyes on her. 'She's as fucking gorgeous as Janice!' He laughed to himself. 'I'm fucking jealous of my own son.'

"Hey baby!" Janice greeted her. She walked up to her and kissed her. "I want you to be Sharon while they're here." She whispered in her ear. "Not our Babygirl. Understood?"

Sharon smiled at her. "Yes! Thank you!"

Janice turned. "Roger. Marcy. This is our dear friend Sharon. She helped us find this place."

Marcy greeted her with a handshake and smile. She wanted to lash out at her. But the fear of the consequences of those actions helped keep her under control. Roger did his best to be a gentleman as he shook her hand. The whole time thinking what it would be like to have both of them in bed.

Jason walked up to her, grabbed her hips and kissed her, knowing he was being watched. "Did you get Tony taken care of?" He asked, smiling at her. He wanted to take her to bed right there. But knew he had to display a measure of self-control.

"I did." Sharon replied, returning his smile, grabbing his arms. "I'm about ready to fire him. I told him this morning, 'one more fuck up like this and you're gone.' That one almost cost me $140,000."

"OUCH!" Roger said loudly, standing behind Jason. "You're a lot nicer person than I would be. I'd of fired that boy."

Sharon looked around Jason as he continued to hold her. She smiled at Roger. "I thought about it. I guess I'm too much of a softy. Despite my label as the office bitch." She looked at Janice. "What's for dinner, babe. I'm starved. Haven't had anything since breakfast."

"It's all ready. Let's eat."

The five of them ate dinner, Jason entertained them with the story of how he and Janice met. Roger made sure no details were left out, wanting to hear every twisted detail. Marcy remained quiet as the story unfolded. Too fearful of saying something that would incur her husband's wrath.

Marcy excused herself after dinner, spending the rest of the evening in the bedroom, claiming to have a headache. Roger's angry looks throughout dinner was the real reason. She knew she had pushed him too far this time. They'd had these times of punishment before. Most people would call them abuse. For Marcy and Roger, it was all part of their twisted relationship. To call their relationship a "love/hate" one would be an understatement. At least it was for Marcy. But she'd never seen Roger this angry before. She took a quick shower, then climbed into bed to play on her phone the rest of the evening.

"You really have a headache?" Roger asked, after walking into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"No!" Marcy replied, sitting on the bed focusing on her phone, not wanting to look him in the eye. "I just thought you would prefer if I gave you some alone time with our son."

Roger sat down on the bed next to her. "Smart. You're not as dumb as I thought you were." He replied as he reached out and pulled down her nighty to play with her tits. Staring at Janice's and Sharon's tits all evening had him worked up. "You have nice tits. I'm going to make them bigger. I don't know why it's taken me this long to get this done. I'll call doc first thing when we get back."

She looked up at him. The look on her face was that of a broken woman. "Are you never satisfied?"

Her question angered him. "You fucking hypocrite! You ask me that question? You're the one who's never satisfied! Never content with what you've got! Never happy until you're controlling everything and everyone around you." He grabbed the phone from her hands and threw it on the bed. Then he grabbed her arm and pulled her out of bed as he stood. He quickly undressed and crawled onto the bed, pulling her with him. "Here! You want something to play with. Play with this!" He laid her hand on his cock as he settled in with his back against the headboard.

Marcy knew better than to protest. She knelt between his legs and began stroking his flaccid manhood with both hands, staring at it. She knew this was all she was going to be good for, from this point on. A side of her didn't care. As much as she hated to admit it, he was right about her on every count. She lived a comfortable life, not wanting for anything. If this was the price she had to pay for that life, than so be it.

Roger laughed as he watched her. "Isn't this just a kick in the ass! I have to visit my son to get two blowjobs in one day. Hell! Maybe I'll go for three. It's still early enough!"

"I'll be glad when they are gone." Jason said, sitting on the couch with Janice and Sharon on either side of him. He had an arm around each of them, pulling them into his body. "I can't believe how much those two hate each other. I guess I never saw it before."

"I think your dad likes us." Janice said, smiling at Sharon across Jason's body. She reached over and caressed Sharon's face. "He couldn't take his eyes off our chests." She added giggling.

"You noticed that too." Sharon replied smiling.

"So did I." Jason chimed in. "I don't remember dad being so lecherous."

Sharon pushed herself off Jason's body. "You mind if I go take a shower? It's been a long day. And that client wore a cologne I thought was going to choke me. I swear, he must have taken a bath in the stuff!"

"Is that what I've been smelling since you got home?" Jason blurted out. He pulled her into his body again and kissed her. "You don't have to ask permission to take a shower, baby. This is your home as much as it is ours."

Sharon smiled before returning his kiss. "I know. I just like being your Babygirl. And babygirls always ask permission."

Janice reached across Jason's body and grabbed Sharon by the back of the neck. She pulled their heads together and kissed. Jason just smiled as he watched their kiss linger. "Go get cleaned up baby." Janice said as she dropped her head on Jason's chest.

"Yeah! We'll probably be right behind you. I'm guessing those two are done for the evening." Jason added as Sharon walked away.

Roger sat in bed watching Marcy's head bob up and down, nice and slow, the way he told her. The grin on his face was from his picturing Janice and Sharon in bed with him. One of them riding his cock with her tits bouncing. While the other fed her tits to him. 'I'm not only going to get her tits blown up when we get home.' He thought to himself. 'I'm going to find another big titted bimbo to play in bed with us. She won't like it.' He laughed to himself. 'Like I give a fuck!'

"Mmmmm!" Roger groaned. "Never let it be said I don't give credit where credit is due. You are an excellent cock sucker." He said, laughing.

Marcy almost lifted her head to thank him for the rare compliment. She stopped herself.

"Suck on those balls! Come on bitch! You know how I like that!"

Marcy slid further down the bed between his legs and cocked her head as she lifted his scrotum to her mouth. She felt a twisted sense of satisfaction hearing his groans of approval as her tongue and lips bathed his nut sack.

Jason was sitting up in bed, Janice laying in his arms, when Sharon came out of the bathroom, looking like she was ready to go on a date instead of bed. Janice turned, saw her lover and friend, then slid off Jason's chest, knowing what was coming. Sharon climbed on the bed, at the foot of the bed, and crawled up the bed towards Jason. Her tits swayed slightly from side to side with each movement. Her brushed hair hanging in her face gave her a seductive look that wasn't lost on Jason. The bedroom door was closed. It was just the three of them in their own little world. Sharon felt herself slipping into her Babygirl persona

Jason held out his arms. "Come here, baby." Sharon crawled closer, straddling his body. Jason took her face in his hands as she got closer. He leaned closer and kissed her tenderly, holding it as he listened to her sigh and moan. "I love you, Babygirl." He whispered in her ear.

Sharon pushed on his chest till he was sitting back, resting against the headboard of the bed. She shuffled up his body, then sat back, straddling his thighs, his semi-erect manhood in front of her. She began to lightly stroke his manhood as she leaned forward, caressing his face with her other hand. "Ja-Ja told me what you did for me this afternoon. How you defended me. I can't remember anyone ever defending me before. Thank you." She leaned forward and kissed him. Their kiss went on and on as Sharon felt his manhood swelling in her hand.

Jason took her face in his hands again, brushing her hair from her eyes. "I'll always defend you baby. I love you. And my love for you is growing. You're an incredible woman, Sharon. But you're more than that. You're my Babygirl. You're our Babygirl. You belong to us, and we belong to you."

Sharon felt her desire for him deepening as he spoke softly to her. She had found what she'd been longing for most of her adult life. A deep emotional connection with a couple that could fill the void she'd felt growing up absent of loving parents. Now she needed to feel that connection, physically. "Your Babygirl wants to ride Daddy's cock." She said as she started tugging on his hardening shaft. "Please Daddy!" She whimpered, leaning into his body and kissing him. "I need to feel you inside me!"

Jason impulsively wanted to bring Janice into their copulation, making it a threesome. He reached for Janice's neck, pulling her into his body, Sharon just inches from him. They kissed passionately. "Baby wants me to fuck her! What do you think my love? Should I give our dirty girl what she needs?"

Janice turned to Sharon, smiling at her. She grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her as her other hand began mauling her breast, pinching and pulling on the nipple. "I love you baby." She panted, their foreheads touching. "Are you our dirty girl?"

"Oooohhhh fuck yes!" Sharon moaned, almost sobbing as her emotions overtook her. "I'll be whatever Daddy and Mommy want me to be!"

"You are such a dirty, bad girl!" Janice moaned as she mauled Sharon's breast.

"Ooohhh fuck! I am! I am!" Sharon almost screamed before Janice put her hand over Sharon's mouth.

Janice giggled as she looked at Jason. "I almost forgot, our Babygirl is a noisy bitch."

Jason kissed Janice, with an arm around each of them, now. "Let me have her now." He looked at Sharon as Janice removed her hand from Sharon's mouth. He could feel her body shaking with need as he stared at her. He grabbed a fistful of her hair. "Are you going to be a noisy bitch for Daddy? Or are you going to be a good girl, and keep quiet?"

"Oooohhhh!" Sharon moaned softly. "I'll be good! I promise!" She said moaning.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Jason growled at her. His lust for her now in control. "Ride that cock baby! Make Daddy feel good!"

Sharon lifted herself slightly, pointing the head of his hard shaft at the opening to her womb. She moaned, her body shuddering, as she lowered herself onto his manhood. A feeling of oneness with him washed over her as her body was filled with his flesh. She wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him into her body. "Oohh Daddy! Yes! Yes!" She sobbed. "I need you and Mommy so much!"

Jason looked over Sharon's shoulder at Janice, as Sharon sobbed in his arms. His look of shock at Sharon's confession wasn't lost on Janice.

Janice smiled, leaning into him and kissing him. "She's all yours baby! I told you, you'd be getting it a third time today." She said softly in his ear.

Sharon gyrated her hips, grinding her pelvis into his body, trying to get as much of his cock inside her as she could. Jason smiled at Janice, looking over Sharon's shoulder as he held her tight. He knew he was in for a nice long ride. Then he thought he'd have some fun at Sharon's expense. He brought his hand between their bodies and lifted one of her breasts as he dropped his head. Sucking the nipple into his mouth, he raked it over his teeth as he flicked it with the tip of his tongue.

Sharon gasped before squealing so softly it sounded more like a mouse squeaking. "No Daddy! Please! You're gonna make me cum!" She squealed softly. "I'm trying to be a good girl! I'm trying!" She squealed, panting.

Jason took a firm grip on her breast, then bit down on it gently, still teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

Sharon squealed with her lips sealed together, tightly. Her body exploding with a kaleidoscope of sensations coursing through her body, between her breasts and pussy. Her squeals quickly morphed into sobs as her body spasmed and shook, her pussy gushing her juices till Jason could feel them running down his shaft and over his scrotum.

Janice could sit and watch no more. She sat up, grabbed a fistful of Sharon's hair and yanked her head back. She then covered her mouth with her own. The two began a frenzied kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance. Janice finally sucked Sharon's tongue into her mouth and held it, listening to her lover moan and sob, feeling her body convulsing and shaking.

Jason maintained his hold on her body and breast as she rode him through what was either multiple orgasms, or one long one that never seemed to end. He stayed focused on her pleasure, trying not to think about the grip her pussy had on his impaled cock.

Roger came out of their bedroom to see if Jason was still up. The sounds coming from Jason's bedroom told him they were all up, but doubted they'd be coming back out. He walked softly up to their bedroom door and listened. The sounds of three people grunting and moaning, with muffled squeals was all he heard, as he stood there. A wave of jealousy washed over him. 'Fuck! I have to get me some of that!' He thought to himself.

Jason couldn't hold out any longer. The feeling of her pussy contracting and squeezing his shaft, as though it was trying to milk his seed from him, was too much. He began snorting and grunting, Sharon's breast still filling his mouth, as his cock exploded inside her. It felt as though every muscle in his body was cramping or spasming.

Sharon was sent spiraling into a new round of sensations as she felt Jason's body convulsing with hers. She moaned loudly, Janice still kissing her with a passion. She no longer cared about being a quiet, good girl.

Time seemed to stand still as their bodies stayed locked together. Each feeling a sense of completion and connection with the other two. Each not wanting the euphoria of their union to end.

Jason finally released Sharon's breast from his mouth, panting and moaning, keeping his face buried in her chest. Janice released Sharon's head and dropped on the bed next to Jason. The two of them looked at each other and kissed, before laying down on the bed, pulling Sharon down between them.

Sharon moaned and sighed softly as Jason and Janice covered her face with kisses, as their hands caressed and fondled her breasts.

"We love you, baby." Janice whispered softly. "We love you so much!"

"We do, baby." Jason added as he reached across Sharon's body, pulling Janice over Sharon's body. "I love both my girls." He kissed her as Sharon watched.