Part VIII - 3: Who's The Master In This House?

"Tim, you never did say why you were coming with us," Penny said as she got comfortable against Michael's chest. We were riding in the limo with the permanent bed. I had planned to use it for sleep if not sex.

Penny was a little mad at me for insisting I ride along with her. She thought I wanted some gratitude from her in the form of sex. Her eyes were cold as I looked into them.

"Your father," was all I said.

Penny went from being a self-assured, powerful, intelligent young woman to a frightened little girl. It was such a drastic change in her, the two brothers glared at me for reminding her. They still didn't understand anything of what I could do. And like two male animals, they were feeling very protective over their female. Or more to the point, they were feeling rather hostile towards me.

"What are you going to do?" Penny said in a small voice.

"I'm not sure. It depends on his intentions. But I'm not doing anything until you face him alone."

"Alone?" Penny said pitifully.

"Look," Michael said as he suddenly got in my face and grabbed my shirt at the neck. "She doesn't need your help, and she doesn't need you getting her all upset! So why don't you shut the fuck up or I'll... "

I looked into his eyes and said, "Michael, either you let me go, or you can walk home. Penny asked me to help her, and that's what I'm going to do."

"What makes you think you can help her where we can't?" David sneered. "Just because you're a rich prick doesn't mean... "

"Stop it, both of you!" Penny cried. "Tim, please... Don't hurt them... "

"Hurt us?" Michael said, "What do you think we are? Wimps like him? You saw how he hugged and kissed those other wimps. I think he's a fag."

"At least I don't go around licking peoples asses," I replied as he fell unconscious.

"What the fuck?" David said before Penny grabbed him by the chin.

"David, listen to me. If you don't apologize to Tim right now and help him help me, I'll never have anything to do with you or your brother again. Do you understand? He is... my most trusted friend."

Her last words shocked me. I never imagined her saying something like that about me.

"I... apologize," David said, gritting his teeth.

"NO!" Penny said angrily. "You will say it and mean it!"

"Look, sweety, I apologized, but I'm not going to beg some faggit friend of yours."

"Okay, that's it," I said. "Don't worry Penny. I'm not going to hurt them. Just teach them a lesson."

"The fuck you are," David said getting ready to defend himself.

I rolled Michael over and gave him a couple of gentle slaps on the cheek to wake him, then got off the bed and sat down on the seat.

"What the fuck happened? Did he hit you?" David asked.

"No... I mean I don't think so. I didn't feel anything."

"Man... he's fucking with the wrong brothers then. You ready to lick some ass?"

"Yeah... Huh?" Michael said.

"I didn't mean lick, I meant suck his ass. NO! I want to fuck his ass not... SHIT!" David said before slapping his hand over his mouth.

"David are you okay?" Michael asked. "You're making me horny."

David looked at him with wide open eyes as Michael realized he also hadn't said what he meant.

"I mean you're acting so sexy and... Holy shit!... I wanna fuck your ass!" Michael slapped his hand over his mouth too, then followed his brother's gaze towards me.

"Well, that was interesting," Penny said, slightly amused.

"Oh, it gets better. Until they beg to kiss my ass, they won't be able to say anything but what they think homosexuals say to each other."

Michael said, "I'm going to suck your dick so hard your balls will deflate."

"You promise?" I said with an evil smile.

David said, "If you don't blow your load all over my face, I'm gonna start licking your ass until you cry."

"Looks like Michael isn't the only one who likes to lick ass."

"You got such a gorgeous cock. I wish you'd fuck me with it," Michael said to me.

"Next time my brother blows me, I'll be thinking of you," David agreed.

"I love the taste of your fresh blown wad in my mouth. Does mine taste as sweet as yours?" Michael asked his brother.

"Not as sweet as your ass. Especially when you tease me with your baby farts," David replied.

"I love it when your tongue... " Michael started before he gave it up.

"Shit, I need my ass fucked," David sighed as he got off the bed coming towards me.

"Me too," Michael said, a little surprised his words came out straight.

Just as I thought they were going to beg, they suddenly rushed me. Before I could send them off to the dream land, they punched me in the stomach and got me in the balls. After I caught my breath and put ice on my jewels, Penny offered herself in any way I liked if I didn't hurt them.

"Shit, Penny. What do you think I am? Stop worrying about them getting hurt. Fuck, I'm the one who was talking like a choir boy a few minutes ago. The worse thing I'd do to them is make them hot for each other's bods for a little while and not let them get close each other.

"I guess I kinda deserved it anyway. I got a little sloppy by not monitoring their thoughts before they came at me. They thought I really would make them kiss my ass. "

"Well I would have. But what about my father? You don't seem worried about him."

"To tell you the truth, I'm not. Penny, I have to know what he's up to before I can figure out what to do with him. Please, just trust me. I won't let anything happen to you."

"Just don't get sloppy," Penny warned.

"Heh. I guess I walked right into that one. Okay. How about a little TV before we turn in."

"What about them?"

"What about who?" Michael said as he crawled up next to Penny.

"Hey Tim, you want anything to drink?" David called from the fridge.

"Yeah, I'll take a Pepsi."

"Hey, can I have one of these beers?" David asked.

"You got beer?" Michael asked hopefully.

"What do you think it's in there for. But if you puke, you're licking it back up."

"What, puke from drinking beer? Us? Yeah right," Michael said getting up to join his brother.

"What did you do?" Penny asked me quietly.

"Just made them think I'm the coolest guy on the planet."

"Why didn't you just do that in the first place?"

"I didn't think it would be as fun. Sorry. I guess I was playing God again."

"Here ya go," David said, handing me my soda. Then in an apologetic voice he asked Penny, "Would you like anything?"

"Would you share your beer with me?"

"Sure!"

I watched the two brothers drink six diet root beers each and pass out thinking they were drunk. Penny only drank a half a can, but mentioned to me she was feeling sleepy from the alcohol. I smiled and offered to snuggle, but she politely refused and curled up between her two root beer drunks.

I had figured revenge didn't have to be unpleasant to the victims as long as I got a kick out of it. So after I was sure Penny was out cold, I woke the two brothers up and listened to them drunkenly tell me about their sex lives. I sometimes asked them to give me a demonstration, and man, those were a riot. And no, they never touched anyone while they did them. That's probably what made it so funny.

We all woke up when the limo got off the highway. The twin brothers put their shorts and shirts on, and for the first time resembled something other than two sex toys. We dropped them off at their house which to my surprise was dark and looking rather empty.

"Didn't their parents know they were coming home tonight?" I asked Penny as they disappeared behind the house.

"Sure they knew. They just don't care. But one of their brothers will let them in."

Two minutes later, the limo pulled up to Penny's house and we got out. The driver got the packages out of the trunk and then took the limo with him to a motel for the night.

The front porch light was on, but the house was dark inside. Penny opened the door for me while I carried the packages in. As I leaned over to set the packages down on the floor, I heard a pop, then thump as something stung me in the back. I started turning around and I found myself very sleepy, passing out before I reached the floor.

I felt the entire world spinning below me as I struggled to consciousness. When I was more or less aware of my surroundings, I found I was laying on a bed, struggling against the bonds holding my hands and legs. A finger pulled my eyelid up, and some man shone a light in my eye. I couldn't make sense out of what he said to me, but whatever it was, it didn't seem I would like it.

He walked out of my eye sight for a while, then he and a woman came back in. The woman's face seemed vaguely familiar, and was very friendly. Her face filled my range of vision, and I found her hand taking my dick out of my shorts. The man said something to her, so she moved her hands to the sides of my face and gently held them there while she smiled and said soft things to me.

Suddenly I felt a needle in my arm. I tried to look up to see what was going on, but her hands prevented me from looking at anything but her face.

Her beautiful face. A face that I wanted to kiss, and love... And fuck. My dick went hard and stayed that way. I wanted her so badly... But yet I was just happy to lay their and take in her face, memorizing it, tracing every detail of her lovely skin.

Her voice was an erotic thrill, while her breath only made me lust to taste her lips. Her eyes made my skin tingle where ever they gazed, and her body... OH her body.

My body felt like it was one huge penis, and her weight on top of me felt like the pressure of a tight cunt pushing in on me. Every movement she made was like a stroking of my bodily prick, flooding me with sexual pleasure and even more desire.

She was like sex itself, and I was silly putty in her hands. Even if I wasn't tied up, I probably would have laid there without resistance, allowing her to do what ever she wished to me as long as she wanted.

Her hands began touching my chest, sending tidal waves of pleasure to my brain. I passed out numerous times as she continually overloaded my pleasure center just with her touch. I have no idea how long it was before her words began to make some sense to me, but at some point I had awoken to find the sun had come up.

She was laying on top of me with her head on my chest, constantly moving her hands across some part of my body. The first words I comprehended fully was, "Sweet lovely boy. Penny's sweet lovely boy is now my sweet lovely slave."

Even though her words almost overloaded my pleasure center again, something inside me awoke, and it was disturbed by her comment.

The woman fell asleep a while later after filling my head with loving yet enslaving words. The bonds that held my arms and legs actually were now sexually stimulating to me, as was basically everything I felt right then. Except that disturbed feeling deep inside me, which was growing stronger. But my mind was still not clear enough to take much notice, and I was too happy and aroused from having my lovely owner sleeping on top of me. That was all that mattered to my drugged mind. We laid there like that for hours. I fought my sleepiness to enjoy the feeling of her sleeping on top of me. Although I hadn't orgasmed once, every moment felt like I was being brought to the brink of one.

Several hours passed without her stirring, but the disturbed feeling inside me was finally beginning to hold some of my attention. When a familiar cry came from another room, the disturbance inside me overcame me.

"Penny," I gasped.

The woman awoke, then positioned herself to cover the greatest about of my body with hers. Despite my attempts to resist the pleasure I felt, I couldn't help but moan from her movements.

"Does my pretty boy slave feel like talking? Please talk to me," she said before kissing my chin.

Her kiss ignited an explosion of pleasure, knocking me out momentarily. When my sight returned to see her face glazing into mine, I was overcome by my need to have her.

"Slave... " I muttered.

"Yes. You're my slave. My happy pretty boy slave."

"No... You... "

My words confused her, and she couldn't think of anything to respond with except, "I'm your mistress, you're my slave."

"No... Penny... Must help."

"Shhhh," she said, rubbing her torso against my dick. "See how good that feels? Call me mistress and I will let you feel it again."

"Slave... You... Slave."

"No. Me mistress, you slave. You very horny slave. "

"Penny!" I cried.

"No, now be quiet. You don't want my Master hearing you."

I struggled to get free, then just as I was about to cry out again, she saw she needed to subdue me. Her lips met mine, making my mind focus on my lust for her. She allowed my tongue to enter her mouth, then after several minutes of my sucking, she broke our lips apart.

"Now, call me mistress, or no more kissing."

I very badly wanted to, and almost did so, but then my mind's wheels actually turned a bit, and I remembered I didn't have to give in to her demands.

Our eyes met as I whispered, "Kiss me."

The commands struck home, and a moment later we were moaning in each others mouths. We kissed and sucked and tongued each other's mouths for what seemed to be days before I reached a saturation point where I lusted for more than just kissing.

Something in the back of my mind demanded the release from my bonds, even though they had become an erotic element in my mind. Once I was free, she helped me out of my clothes before stripping herself. And as she lowered herself onto my prick, I suddenly understood who she was.

Her breasts were larger than her daughter's, but other than her face, that was the only major difference in appearance between her and Penny. Her pussy was no where near as tight, but at that time, everything about her seemed perfect to me.

With each rise and fall of her ass, I orgasmed with pain and delight. After my seed had been spent and my mind cleared a bit, I forced her onto her back and proceeded to fuck her mad. I remember feeling similar drives that I had felt while in the fuck lust with Bethany, but this was different in the sense that when I collapsed, I was able to command her to suck it while I regained my strength.

I awoke with a much clearer head, but still with a hard-on which was still being serviced by a very tired mouth. I allowed her to continue her sucking anyway, and was feeling close to cumming when I heard Penny's cry again.

I sent Penny's mother into dreamland, then struggled to my feet and stumbled to the door. I leaned against the wall feeling dizzy while I turned the handle, then managed to stay vertical as I slid myself along the wall and into the hall.

I had to stand still a few moments while everything spun around me, but lunged towards another closed door after I heard a moan from Penny.

My balance was screwed to hell, making me slam into the closed door. I wasn't hurt, but a man's voice said, "What the hell!" and I knew I wouldn't be leaning against the door long.

I managed to open the door just as he got off the bed, and for a moment he stood there stunned.

"How the FUCK did you get out!" he said before stepping towards me.

"Penny... " I called as he fell to the floor asleep. I tripped over his legs as I tried to reach her, my head and shoulders bouncing on the edge of the bed before I landed on the floor dazed.

After I organized the few able brain cells in my head so they would function, I climbed up on the bed to find Penny nude and bounded just as she had been twelve years ago.

Her eyes contained a strange mixture of lust and fear, both wanting and loathing my male body. As carefully as I could, I crawled up to her and attempted to untie her bonds. My attention was constantly being pulled to her nude body, looking so much like her mothers I almost gave in to my own lust.