Chapter 7

“Well ... I liked it, Sir. I mean I really liked it! Mom and I had talked once she told me that you were fucking her and she said that you were good. But oh my God, Sir – I had no idea you were THAT good! The things you made me feel ... well, they were incredible! I’ve never felt anything like it!

“You stuffed my poor pussy so full I thought for a minute you were going to tear me. But you were so careful and so gentle – until I got used to you. Then oh my God, you were like an animal! Oh, Tommy, you were amazing bro, and I can’t wait to do it again ... and a LOT more!” she said excitedly.

“I’m glad you had a good time and I’m glad that you want to have more of them because I have a lot of plans for you – both of you. Some of the things I’m sure you will enjoy ... like the fucking I gave you. Other things I’m not so sure about because you may not have ever tried them. But we will give them a chance and see how you take to new ideas and techniques.”

“What kinds of things do you mean? What kinds of techniques are you talking about?” Diane said, a note of concern in her voice.

Tommy reached down to take her by the hand and pulled her to her feet, then he pulled her into a warm, passionate kiss. He felt her sway and then felt her weight as her legs buckled slightly. He held her firm though not breaking the tender kiss until he knew she had given surrendered herself.

When he finally let her take a breath she gasped “Oh Tommy!”

“Sis, I love you more than any man ever could. You are my sister. I will never do anything that will hurt you in any way. Everything I do will be because I know you will enjoy it.

“And if it’s something new to you, we will take it slow and easy to introduce it to you. You always have your safeword and you have me looking out for you. You don’t need to be scared or concerned – you are safe with me. I promise you, you are safe with me,” he said.

Then Tommy kissed her again and he felt her trembling in his arms. He held her through until her trembling subsided and when he pulled back to look at her face, she had tears running down her cheeks.

As he held her face in his hands, he wiped her tears away with his thumbs. “I love you too, Tommy. I didn’t realize how much until just now, but I do love you so much,” she said. He smiled and kissed her on the nose.

Then he looked down at his mother still kneeling on the floor but she was teary-eyed too. Tommy held out his other hand and pulled her to him as well, wrapping both his girls in his arms. “I’m so happy ... both my kids are getting along ... it’s beautiful!” she said, her voice cracking as she tried to keep from crying.

“Well, all that childish bickering is behind us now. We have a lot to look forward to and it promises to be a very fun and very loving arrangement, don’t you think, girls?” he asked.

“Yes Sir!” they both exclaimed in unison.

The girls went off to the bathroom to get cleaned up and talk between themselves. Tommy went to the other bathroom to get cleaned up himself and when he came out, the two women were in the kitchen preparing dinner.

“Something smells good!” he said.

“Well, you worked up quite an appetite in us so we needed something to give us back our strength!” Diane said with a naughty smirk.

“That’s right baby ... you really put us to the test today!” Carol added.

“Well you’d better get used to being rode hard ... cause that’s the way I like to ride my sluts!” he said.

“And I wouldn’t want it any other way either darling!” Carol said in reply, blowing him a kiss from the kitchen.

Dinner was indeed delicious – both Carol and Diane were very good cooks and Tommy was more than happy to be the recipient of their kitchen skills. After dinner was over and the dishes were put in the dishwasher, the three of them went into the living room to digest their meal and rest.

They had been sitting and watching TV for a couple hours when Diane asked, “So Sir, since you wore us out today, just what do you have planned for your two eager sluts tomorrow?”

“Well, I thought tomorrow we would do a little shopping. I know your wardrobe and you don’t have anything suitable to wear as my house slut. So I think some new house attire is in order don’t you?” he said.

“But, Sir ... I don’t have any money for new clothes! I haven’t got paid and my paycheck this time has to go to bills ... and giving Mom something for my living here,” she said.

“Don’t worry about the money, Sis. I have some money put away for a ‘rainy day’ ... and it looks a little cloudy out already! I will loan you the money for the clothes and you can pay me back by looking smoking hot for me in them!” he said.

“Really? Oh, Tommy thank you! Oh, I will look smoking hot for you! And I will pay you back – with interest, I promise!” she said.

“Oh, I think the ‘interest’ part is already taken care of!” he remarked. Diane blushed at his comment.

“And don’t worry about giving me anything for living here this month either, honey – you are plenty helpful all the time, and besides ... you help by taking some of the pressure off with Sir here!” she giggled.

“Speaking of pressure, slut, I think we have some unfinished business don’t you?” he said, turning to Carol.

“Unfinished business, Sir?” Carol asked.

“That’s right. If I remember correctly, you were caught masturbating while you watched me fuck Diane. You were only supposed to watch – I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself!”

“But Sir! I didn’t cum, honest I didn’t!” Carol protested.

“No, you didn’t. But if Diane had been able to last another minute or two, you would have. And whether you came or not, you still broke the rules! Now go get your hairbrush – the wooden one with the flat back – and bring it to me!”

Carol got up reluctantly and went off to get the hairbrush. Once she turned the corner Tommy turned to Diane. “Go get her vibrator. And be quiet about it, I don’t want her knowing I have it. I have a surprise in mind for that one!” he said.

Diane crept off to do as he said, returning with the toy only moments before Carol appeared again. As she started crossing the living room he stopped her. “No, slut, go back and I want you to crawl. Push the hairbrush across the floor with your nose and crawl. And make sure those tits drag on the carpet too!” he said.

Carol looked at him like he was crazy. But when he didn’t crack a smile or show any emotion she knew he was serious. She returned to the corner and got down on all fours, lowering her face and chest to the floor. She began pushing the hairbrush across the carpet as he had commanded.

Diane watched in awe as her mother debased herself in front of her and Tommy, crawling on the floor and pushing the hairbrush like some trained circus animal. Her DD tits did indeed drag on the floor and although neither Tommy nor Diane knew it at the time, the roughness of the carpet had made her nipples diamond-hard. Her pussy was dripping at this shameless act of submission as well and she could hardly breathe, she was so sexually excited.

This was what Carol wanted more than anything – to serve and to submit to a power beyond her own. More than the fucking, which she could get anyplace if she really wanted it, more than being a slut or a fucktoy. She wanted this ... the humiliation, the servitude, the being “forced” to perform all manner of degrading, demeaning acts for someone else’s entertainment.

She pushed the hairbrush all the way across the carpeted floor, feeling her nipples burn and her pussy smolder, until she got right up to his feet. She pushed the hairbrush between his feet then as an adding act of contrition, she kissed his feet one at a time. She stayed on the floor crouched in a supplicating manner as if worshipping him until he grabbed her hair and brought her upright to her knees.

Tommy, who was now sitting on the sofa, turned her face to look at him. Now, slut, suppose you tell me why you are about to get a spanking,” he said.

“Because I ... masturbated while watching you fuck Diane, Sir.”

“That’s right. You have been my slut long enough to know the rule about pleasuring yourself without permission, yet you went ahead and did it, didn’t you?”

“Y-yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir, I couldn’t help it ... you were fucking her so good ... I ... I wanted to be the one you were fucking like that!” she said, looking at the floor as she spoke.

“Yes, I was fucking this little slut pretty good. But haven’t I fucked you in a similar manner? I recall you crying out pretty loudly a time or two!”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I treat both of my sluts with equal care and equal passion. True, you may have to wait your turn occasionally, but neither of you has been ignored. You are going to have to learn a little patience, my greedy slut. And you are going to have to learn that when I make a rule, it is not to be trifled with!” he said.

“Yes Sir,” she said defeatedly.

“Up over my knee then, slut, and let’s get on with it.” Carol Got up and bent over Tommy’s knees with her head and chest draped over his left side and her legs over his right. This put her in just the right spot for the right-handed Tommy to use the hairbrush on her naked, upturned ass.

Tommy started slowly, caressing her ass and getting her to relax a bit. He wanted her to start getting into it and thinking it wouldn’t be as bad as she anticipated. Carol was tense at his first touch but then began mewling and wriggling her ass as his hand pleasured her.

He got her body to relax and even took her mind off why she was draped over him for a moment. It was then that he quickly picked up the hairbrush before she even realized he had stopped rubbing her ass. She was still mewling happily when the first blow came crashing down.

“YEEEOWCH!” Carol screeched as the searing blow sent pain signals racing up her spine. Her hand shot back behind her, an automatic response designed to try to protect her backside.

But Tommy knew what she would do and just as quickly he swept up her hand and held it in the small of her back. Another blow followed the first only moments between and once again Carol screeched in protest. Now she had matching red blotches in the shape of the hairbrush on either asscheek.

Tommy gave her a couple moments to let the burn set in and let her feel the sting before he continued. This time though, he didn’t stop at just a couple of swats. He let her have swat after swat, switching from one side to the other and varying the targeted spot so her entire ass was soon covered in angry red blotches.

Carol howled and squirmed when she realized he wasn’t going to stop this time, but Tommy was strong and he had a firm grip on his mother – she had no chance of escaping his punishment.

After an additional eight swats, four on each cheek, her ass was on fire and she was pleading with him to stop. He did stop – momentarily at least. He let her catch her breath and moan a bit as she lay over his lap squirming a bit as she tried to cool her blazing buttocks.

Tommy set the hairbrush down on her back and used his hand to gently rub her ass, feeling the heat coming from it and trying to soothe the burning flesh a bit. Carol moaned as she felt his hand but she appreciated what he was trying to do. She was just starting to feel a little better and was thinking that the worst was over now. It wasn’t.