Chapter 25

Grant woke to the now almost familiar feeling of a wet sucking mouth bobbing on his already standing morning wood. The thing that was different was that it was Princess Mia who was shining his meat missile with Abi watching her and giving her a lesson in cock sucking. “Oh, you woke him up, Princess. Now your real lesson can begin. Swing your leg over him and scoot so that your pussy is right over his mouth, and we’ll teach you about sixty-nineing. That’s when he eats your royal pussy while you suck that big, hard cock until you both cum in the other’s mouth.”

Fiona spoke up. “No, Mistress, Mia can’t have his cum today. She got all of him last night because it was her first time. Master must put it all in me and mom’s pussies, or how will we ever get knocked up?”

“Oh, that’s true. I forgot for a second my housewife fiancée. When he gets close, we’ll have Mia set up on his face and you can climb on and get his first two loads while he makes her cum. Then I’ll switch with Mia so Mommy-Slut can get her two loads. Tiffany, you still haven’t been punished for telling the cheerleaders and flag girls they can come here for Grant to protect them, and he’ll fuck any of them that want. So instead of getting a turn this morning, you get to take Precious to do her business and then wash her and help her dress. You are not to have her pleasure you, but I want you to make sure her little puppy pussy and ass are sucked clean.”

Grant could barely hear, “Yes, Mistress. From every mouth but his and Mia’s, he couldn’t help but think their little family was coming together. The only one missing was Cheri, and if he had to bet, he’d guess she’d be around sometime this afternoon or evening for another lesson in sexual pleasure. This time he was going to bury his face in their little peach’s juicy Georgia slit and eat her like the peach she was. Then his mouth was covered with his Royal Princess’ pussy, and he started lapping her from clit to star over and over. Occasionally shoving his tongue in her snatch, fucking her with it as she moaned and ground down on his mouth. Her voice went higher, and the vibrations increased the wonderful feelings shooting down his dick and into his balls. He could feel Abi’s breath on them and knew she was watching for them to tighten so she could have Mia sit up and Fiona climb on for the first of the two loads of baby-making cum he was about to blast his sister’s womb with. He knew he couldn’t impregnate her yet. She hadn’t been off her birth control long enough, but as they had always been told, better to start as you wished to continue.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long until Abi was helping Mia sit on his face while Fiona sank down on his throbbing, almost ready to blow cock. Fiona went after her first load like gangbusters. Slamming herself as far down on him as she could go until he couldn’t take it anymore and roared into Mia’s spurting honey pot as her cum poured into his mouth, her voice raised in an orgasmic scream and as the first jet of his cum shot into Fiona’s waiting womb, she added her cries of ecstasy to the chorus. Mia moved off his face and Abi settled on him, and Fiona kept bouncing on his Baby Maker as round two began.

After pumping a second load into Fiona, she moved over, putting her hips up on a wedge pillow so that all his cum was headed in the right direction. When she complained to Abi that it was a waste of her time because she still had too much of the birth control pills inside her Abi ordered her to stay on the wedge for fifteen minutes because the pill was only 90% and with the amount of his cum in her, she might just be in the other 10% and end up pregnant.

Abi came several times and then crawled off his face and he found his mom waiting for him to take her from behind. Her ass was in the air and her head was on her hands on the bed. This gave Grant deeper access and put Cecilia in the position for his cum to pool at the opening of her cervix, giving them the best chance of impregnation. With all the cum he’d already dumped in her since this whole thing started, he would be shocked if she wasn’t already pregnant. But it would be another week before she could take an early pregnancy test and find out if she was indeed carrying her son’s child.

After his mother had the required two loads in her, it was time for everyone to get cleaned up. The girls, except his mom, headed upstairs for showers and he took the small shower off the new bedroom. His mom stayed on the wedge Fiona had just been released from and would follow him in the shower after her required fifteen minutes of baby basting was complete.

Then the day would start with Cecilia heading to work. Mia, Grant, and Tiffany heading to the bank for Mia to sign her signature card and then to add Tiffany as Grant’s executive assistant/ office manager to be added to the account and her signature card filled out. Abi and Fiona were headed to the University for Fiona to withdraw from classes. Then they were going to Cherry’s shop to pick up two more collars and get Precious’ new dog bone lock with the proper name on it.

Precious, aka Becky during working hours, was staying at the house to meet with the representative of the security company to set up security for the properties and for the girls. Grant had spoken with Westly, and they agreed that until the mess with the school and the Chadwick’s was dealt with, they wanted at least one female bodyguard for each girl. Six for the property, two roving the grounds and two at each house. They were also going to have two overnight on property and fix what had been Liam’s old office for them to use as the security command center. Grant’s only requirement was a top-of-the-line security system for both his and the Long’s house and that all the girls’ bodyguards had to be women. They didn’t want the security to stand out and Grant didn’t want a bunch of horny guys around any of his women. Becky had taken notes and would call Grant to get his approval before any contract was signed.

Grant knew he needed to hurry, as did Abi and Fiona. There was a genuine possibility that they would be descended on by at least half the cheerleaders and more than half of the Flag Corp. Each of them looking for Grant to keep them all safe from the bastards in the football program. On top of that, he knew that Chief O’Brien had said he’d send the detective and an IT person out to help look for the evidence that might be on the ClickTalk server.

As they were discussing all this at breakfast, Tiffany told the others about the night before and ran into Dean and some of the players at the creamery. Most of them laughed about the insults Grant had leveled at them, everyone that is except Abi. “What the hell were you thinking? You can’t keep pushing on them or they’re going to retaliate. You only know the side they show at school. Dean is vicious, Grant. He won’t come after you directly. He’ll find some sneaky, underhanded way to get back at you. Like convincing one of the cheerleaders who stayed to come here and get you alone and then cry that you forced her to service you.”

Grant wrapped his arms around his Mistress Fiancée. “It’s okay Abi. The detective will be here soon, as will our security team. I’ll find the evidence the Chief needs to arrest them and then we’ll be safe.”

Abi shook her head. “You don’t understand. I’m serious Grant, this will not go away that easily. I can feel it. Something is going to happen. Something bad. Mr. Chadwick has done this for years and he always gets away with it. Dean isn’t playing, he’s serious about never losing. He will find a way out of this and turn it on you or do something else to keep you away and take it out on one or more of us. None of us are safe.”

As if to prove her point, her mom’s cell phone rings. Her eyes get big. “It’s Chadwick, Marsten and Cline.”

“Put it on speakerphone and we’ll record it. That might give us more evidence to hand to the detective today.” Grant said as he pulled out his own phone and put it next to Becky’s.

She nodded and hit the speakerphone button as she answered hers. “Hello?”

They could all hear the voice of Clarence Chadwick booming out of the speaker. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Ms. Long? You can’t resign from working with me, not if you want that slut of a daughter of yours to have a future.”

“Your threats won’t work anymore, Mr. Chadwick. You see, Abigail and I had a long talk the other day. I know what you did, threatening to send her to a foster home run by a child molester, lying to her and telling her you’d send me to prison. Oh, and I spent time yesterday at the county clerk’s office and guess what I found out? I don’t have a mortgage on my house. It’s paid off. There is no lien like you showed me. So, unless you want me to inform the Police Chief O’Brien of the forged loan papers and lien on my home, you and your disgusting son are going to forget you ever knew Abigail and Rebecca Long. If you don’t, I will bury you! I wonder what your partners would do if they knew you had several legal documents forged in your little schemes to fuck the women you want that are out of your league?”

“Be careful Ms. Long! I don’t lose and no slut leaves me before I’m done with her. If you think that your threats or that you are safe with having a teenager as your protector, you are very sadly mistaken. You’ve done nothing but make certain that when you come crawling back to me for your happy life back that I’ll have no choice but to punish you severely! Or you can save us all the trouble and yourself and your daughter a lot of pain. Get your daughter to return to my son and you get your sweet ass in my office in the next hour, or you won’t like the consequences. If you think I’m without resources to win against that McLeod kid, then you are sorely mistaken. Life for you and Abi is about to become hell on earth. Not to mention the upstart who thinks he can keep you and others safe. SO, BRING YOUR ASS BACK HERE BEFORE I GET REALLY PISSED OFF!”