Chapter 12: Ablutions

I started. My head snapped up as I took a sudden breath. Had I really just passed out? I sat up. In front of me was a woman ... oh Kayley, that’s right. My head was still fuzzy struggling to catch up. Kayley was laying on a pile of wood I had a perfect view of her red swollen pussy in front of me, leaking out something white and sticky, oh it’s cum.

A contented sounding sigh came from the side and I looked over the see Kandi and Tommy both sitting in the same position. The twins slouched back with their legs sticking lewdly out to the sides. Their arms dangling in the air. Kandi’s pussy was dripping down onto the carpet. Tommy’s cock and the insides of his legs were dripping cum, and I noticed some hanging on Kandi’s hand. It was so ironic. It was like looking in a mirror, but the mirror was displaying the complete opposite: One boy and one girl, one was submissive and one was dominant, one a sexpot and one an innocent. How had twins who were born together, raised together, played together, and schooled together, how could they turn out to be so opposite?

Kandi noticed my stare. She smiled at me blissfully. “May I have some of that, please?” and giggled at her own wit. I glanced to Kayley and back in question. “Oh she went out about the same time you did.” She was purring out her words. “You just came back first.” She looked over at her mother. “Poor table, I hope you weren’t planning to bring it with us.”

“Poor table? Why not poor Mommy?” I said, with another quick glance to make sure she was actually breathing. She was.

“Poor Mommy!? With the fucking you just gave her, I only wish we could all be so unfortunate!”

Kayley began to stir. She propped herself up on one arm and asked, “Where am I?” She paused and slowly shook her head clear of cobwebs. I watched as her memory came back. She put on a Cheshire grin, “And who drove a Mac truck through my pussy?”

I grinned back, “That’s ‘Who drove a Mac truck through my pussy, Master?’”

I suppose we were all a little euphoric at the moment. “My cunt is telling me that I’ve already received my punishment, Master.” She emphasized the title.

Fair enough. I stood and walked over to Kandi. “We’re all here now to hear you say it, did you or did you not offer up all of your holes?”

She nodded, “I did, Sir.”

“Does the offer still stand?”

Again, “Yes Sir.”

“Good, then you can clean my cock.”

She purred, “Yes Sir.” She used her hand to lift up my cock and leaned forward to begin licking my cock clean of mine and Kayley’s spend.

It wasn’t sexual really, but it was incredibly intimate. I became choked up, and had to breathe deeply to remain calm. After the session I’d just had, I wasn’t about to get hard again, but Kandi seemed to know that. She just bowed to her task with a look of adoration in her eyes. She might be right, I could fall for this girl.

Tommy watched the interaction curiously. Then, he looked to his mother. Her eyes went wide as he knelt down and began tentatively licking the cum dripping from her pussy. She groaned, “Please, it’s too sensitive for that.”

I grinned. “Tommy ignore her. From now on anytime you encounter a cum filled cunt, you will clean it out.”

He was looking at me and nodded, “Yes Master.”

She groaned as she laid back. “You sir, are a sadist ... Master.”

I had noticed Tommy’s use of the word Master. Somehow, in the events that had transpired, I had crossed some kind of threshold in his mind. He had made a decision. He was submitting himself to me completely.

Kayley sucked in her breath as Tommy went about his work. Clearly, it was uncomfortable, possibly even painful for her. But Kayley laid there and let herself be cleaned.

I turned to Kandi? and whispered, “Once they are finished, I gave you an assignment.” I reached down and plucked out one of her hairs. She jerked. I held it up to her, “You as well. I don’t care which one does it. I would recommend Kayley though as she has more experience.” Kandi nodded. “Oh, and no more Mommy. Not at home anyway. If you are to be her mistress, then you are to use her name, or I may even adopt a more embarrassing name later.”

I’ve read stories online where slaves were renamed to whore, or cunt, or slut. I rather fancied having one of those myself, to be able to shout “Slut, come suck my dick!”. That would be such an ego-boost. For some reason though, I couldn’t reconcile any such names with this woman.

With those thoughts running through my mind, I stood and left the room. My first stop was the bathroom where I laid out scissors, shaving gel, my razor with several blade refills, and a few fresh hand towels. Then I went to my bedroom. I was making them walk around naked. That doesn’t mean I had to, so I put on a pair of running shorts and a tank top. Then I sat down on my bed and pulled out my laptop. I pulled up my security feeds and pulled up all views of the dining room. I then saved copies of all the post-dinner events. That should be amusing for later.

I heard all three of them troop into the bathroom, and I quickly switched to my bathroom feed. I couldn’t wait to move to the new home. Since purchasing the place I had set up multiple angles to view in each room. I wouldn’t be limited to just the one that I had now.

I took this moment as my cue to move into the living room where I sat myself on the couch. I threw my display up onto the 59” television for a better view.

I watched Kandi gesticulating as she made her demands. I cursed myself for not setting up the audio channel, but if I turned it on now, they would likely hear it, and I’d be giving away my involvement. No, I wanted to see how Kandi did when I wasn’t there.

While setting up, I had missed the action so I rewound to the beginning and played it back at one and a half speed. I heard a yelp come from the bathroom and I was curious to find out the cause for that.

Now I could break down the events in detail, but that would be long and tedious [believe me I tried]. Instead, I’ll just give you the highlights reel.

All three of them walked into the bathroom with Kandi bringing up the rear. Kayley from what I could see still looked a little weak in the knees. Kandi perched herself up on the vanity and cringed against the sudden cold, but she settled herself back and began with the hand motions while she told them what they were to be doing. When she then pointed from Kayley to Tommy’s crotch, Kayley looked apprehensively at the door then down at Tommy’s dick.

Kayley started to say something, and Kandi jumped down, grabbed Kayley by the nipple and twisted violently. That must have been the yelp. Kandi started talking and Kayley took a position on her knees. Kandi had forced her mother into the kneeling position. Tommy just watched the interaction not sure what he was supposed to be doing. Only when Kayley nodded to something Kandi was saying did Kandi let go of the nipple. Kayley then raised her hand and began to massage the pain. Kandi reared her hand back and slapped her mother. At her size it couldn’t have hurt too much, but Kayley did fall backwards staring up at her daughter. Kandi started pointing at Kayley’s breast then the doorway. After a second, Kayley resumed her position and nodded again.

The slap coincided with my reaching the present as I could hear it as I watched it on the television.

Kandi resumed her seat on the vanity and gestured for them to get on with it. Kayley sat her son down on the edge of the bathtub legs splayed wide, and started running the water. She then set to her work. Occasionally, she would need to move Tommy’s little penis out of the way. When she did so, it was generally with two fingers gingerly holding the tip. Inexperienced as she was at shaving male genitalia, I suppose she didn’t realize that his soft state would make it more difficult. Eventually, she threw her hands up in frustration and sat back trying to figure it out.