Chapter 14

Dad left their blindfolds on and pulled Bubbles by her nipples to the center of the room by the couch. He made her hold her ass cheeks apart and placed the dildo on its base under her face. The dildo base looked like the tip of two balls.

My sister’s ass was facing the window only a few feet away. It was bright in our house, and the curtains were wide open. I wondered if she thought that anyone walking past might see them? It was a good thing we had the window treatment that would prevent that.

Dad relocated Freckles and Bubbles to the couch as well. He picked up a long wooden spoon. He explained how far it could go up their asses and held it up to the sides of their waist to show me approximately how far in their “guts” that really was.

It was between five and six inches depending on how they stood. Dad wasn’t shy about tapping their assholes or touching them. He also frequently moved their dildo out of their mouth and made them lick the spoon while he talked about their butts as if they were simply mannequins or training dummies. The girls shivered sometimes when he discussed what I could do to them.

“You should never force or ram this up an asshole. It can tear their skin and cause bleeding. Once you get it nice and wet, let me show you,” Dad inserted the spoon into Freckle’s asshole. I thought he would start with Buffy because she was the most sexually experienced.

Dad would eventually show me how each of their asses reacted differently. “You’ve played with your butt many times haven’t you Freckles?” Dad asked.

Freckle nodded right away. Dad smacked her ass and told her to answer.

“Yesfff Suh,” she gulped on the dildo. “I can always tell a girl who likes it in the ass,” Dad snickered. Freckles was blushing. I felt she would eventually get so used to humiliation that she either continuously blushed or she didn’t blush at all. However, her face went from red to pale ash the moment he stuffed the spoon into her asshole. He did it nice and slow like he was feeding to her puckered asshole.

Her butthole reminded me of the top of the lid of a fountain drink, and the spoon handle was a straw from Mcdonald’s – nice and round, holding that hole wide open. Dad slid it in and out several times until the elasticity of my sister’s booty hole started to expand.

“Don’t worry, it snaps back nice and tight after you play with it,” he flicked her butthole, and she shook her tits reflexively. “Asses are stinky. They’ve got poop in them. They are going to smell, but there is no point digging for fudge, Son. The girls should be taking a shit often during the day and keeping their holes empty. Make them go twice a day,” he said.

Make them go? I was intrigued.

“On the lawn?” I asked.

He chuckled as if I was joking.

“I walked Freckles out on the lawn today, Sir,” I offered nervously and quickly pointed out that I went back and bagged it up afterward.

Buffy and Bubbles giggled. My brother didn’t believe it, and Freckle’s confirmed it by trying to take as much of the dick as she could down her throat almost as if she was trying to hide her head in the pillows of the couch.

“Oh, you actually did? That was unexpected. Did your mother tell you to make her do that?” he asked. I told him no and he seemed a little confused. “How do the other girls do it?”

“They just ask to use the toilet,” I shrugged.

“You don’t let them shut the door though, right?” he asked. I did, and I didn’t think about that. I admitted that I did. “They don’t get privacy in the house, so you don’t actually have to stand in there with them, but I want the doors open from now on when they take a shit or piss. Three to five minutes tops. Knock on the door and give them a one-minute warning as a courtesy, and if you can – spot check to make sure they aren’t rubbing one out. They should be training their mouths even then.”

Bubbles and Buffy were blushing now, bearing down a little harder on their dildos as if to prevent themselves from thinking about Dad was suggesting – at least that was my take. They may have simply become more comfortable gobbling on the latex peckers in front of their faces.

“I can watch them in the bathroom?”

“I assumed you had,” Dad shrugged. “You are obviously a butt man,” Dad observed. He told me that is all I ever seemed to look at. I told him that I looked at pussies and tits as well and blushed.

“Georgie is a boob watcher, aren’t you Georgie?” Dad slapped my brother on the back. “You like to watch ‘em shake, bounce and you want to motorboat ‘em?” Dad pantomimed someone shaking their head between two great tits and made an engine noise.

“It’s okay guys, you think girls don’t check out boys too? They like abs, butts, even cocks. There is nothing wrong with liking the opposite sex and celebrating the female form,” “There are perfect asses,” Dad smacked Bubble’s ass. “So round and juicy like a peach! Perfectly proportioned with the right amount of cushion.”

He smacked Freckles ass and rated it as well as tight and firm. “You can bounce a quarter on that tiny ass. Freckles can get so uptight that you could shove a piece of coal up her ass and wait a week and have a diamond after the pressure builds up,” he laughed. “Watch this,” he made Freckles pull her cheeks further apart and told her to wink at him. She didn’t at first but after flicking her butthole a few times she began to wink it. I wondered how she knew what muscles to engage to make it do that. I’ve seen her reflexively do that when she got nervous and so had my father. It was interesting that she could do it on command.

“Now, you’ve got Buffalo Butt here! I’ve seen fatter, more disgusting asses with cottage cheese. This is a just a healthy ba-donk-a-donk. An ass you can really sink your teeth into,” he slapped Buffy’s ass like it was the hood of an old Chevy and then bit the air like a dog chewing on a steak that it didn’t want to share.

“You are going to be in close quarters with the girls for a few weeks and more if they don’t get their shit together. You’ll probably get bored of seeing their pretty wet cunts and dirty assholes dripping like this,” he snickered before winking at me and whispering that I wouldn’t.

“I didn’t think I had to tell you something like that, because I am not punishing you or Georgie and this is all voluntary on your part. I am not a micromanager, and I want you to have fun and not feel like you are my apprentice,” Dad said.

I WANTED to be his apprentice- a SITH apprentice. My father and I could rule the galaxy together. I really admired him even before the punishment phases of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee began – but now I thought he was a legend.

“What if they go out of the house? Do they get privacy in a public restroom?” I asked.

Dad snickered and told me it might be a while before that happened and if it did him or my mom would be there to handle it. “The short answer is that you should focus on the more immediate things I am teaching you. If you fill your head with things that aren’t even likely to happen you won’t have room to focus on what I need you to learn.”

I nodded.

“I don’t want you to stick ANYTHING up their asses that you haven’t done in front of me enough times that I think you can do it.”

“Chicken Nuggets?” I asked.

Dad smiled and replied patiently that it was not a big deal. “Oh yeah, as long as they aren’t piping hot or have hot sauce.”

I heard Buffy groan as she imagined hot wing sauce sizzling on her asshole.

“No more than ONE finger at a time,” Dad slipped his finger into his mouth and sucked on it and then popped it right into Bubble’s delicate, smooth asshole. I watched her suck her breath in and then open her eyes wide as she fucked herself back on his finger and slid forward. Dad seemed a little caught off guard by how cooperative Bubbles was. I saw him withdraw his finger and adjust his jeans. He moved her dildo just long enough to let her clean it.

“Anytime you put ANYTHING in their ass, they should clean it,” Dad explained casually.

When she sucked his finger, Dad had to adjust himself again. I think she sucked his finger like a tiny dick, and nearly consumed it.

“The committee is called that because they are a team, and they must learn to cooperate with each other and partner. Any one of them will clean the other’s mess.”

Dad began to play with Freckle’s asshole as if he was firing an invisible gun into her butthole with his pointer finger. “Now, if you pull back brown, actual peanut butter. The rule changes. The girls are not shit gobblers. If you are ever in doubt, wash your hands thoroughly. Don’t touch anything else – especially your eyes. That’s how you get pink eye.”

“So, I can try this now, Sir?” I asked my father in anticipation. Dad shrugged his shoulders. I jammed my pinky into my mouth and slipped it into Buffy’s asshole. She turned her head to the left a little and kept sucking the dildo in her mouth. Buffy reminded me of a horse – a sheen of sweat was coating her sexy back and made highlighted the definition in her shoulder muscles. When she turned her head slightly it was like a horse moving its mane to turn in another direction when you use the reigns. I felt like she was a powerful mare – bigger than me but under my control.

“You can do the shocker,” Dad showed me it by inserting his pinky into Freckle’s asshole and then two of his larger fingers into her pussy.

“Two in the pink and one in the stink!” Georgie held up his hands like Mr. Spock except in that same configuration of two fingers up, one finger down, and then the pinky finger up. “I’ve always wondered what that meant. So, it’s like a sex thing?”

“Have you ever had a shocker, Freckles?” Dad asked. My sister shook her head no and blushed.

I did the same thing to Buffy but took my time and only used the tips of my finger.

“I can put my fingers in their pussies?”

“I am really surprised you hadn’t, and I applaud you. You can do two in the pink and one in the stink at a time- that’s fair. Now, I want to talk about something Georgie said,” Dad addressed the comment about a sex thing. “You aren’t having sex with your sisters and that isn’t going to happen. Lindsay, Ruthie, and Katie aren’t here right now,” Dad said.

Honestly, hearing those names sounded alien to me now. They were Buffy, Bubbles, and Freckles to me now.

“So anything you do with them, you MAY not do unless you have their permission after the punishment is over. Clear? You can’t just walk up and jab a finger in a random hole. That’s not how this works. While they are in punishment, you should have a reason. This is NOT a sex thing. You are either doing hole training or inspecting them.”

“Inspecting them for what, Sir?” I asked.

“They’ve got to keep their cunts hairless, no stray hairs in their ass cracks,” Dad said.

I didn’t know girls could grow hair on their buttholes. I could – but I thought that was a guy thing.

“If you see one, pluck it out with tweezers or your fingers,” he said. That sounded painful. “You are looking for cuts, abrasions, sores, anything like that is serious. Snap a picture and send it to your mom and me. Our family text group is X-rated now anyway, so that won’t be a problem,” Dad implied that Freckles started that with her nude selfies.