She winced with every one, sometimes groaning. Daddy would pause, flicking one, bringing a squeal of pain from Mommy. It was so obvious they had done this many times before. Daddy’s dick throbbed so hard. He enjoyed the pain he caused Mommy as much as she loved it.
Daddy looked up at me as he finished her left breast, a fatherly smile on his lips. “You want one, don’t you, slut?”
I nodded my head.
Daddy reached over Mommy’s body and pinched a clothespin at the bottom of my right breast, indulging me like any doting father. I gasped. It bit harder than the nipple clamp, pinching my skin. I groaned, fighting the pain, my clit and nipple throbbing again. The had grown numb and I almost forgot about them.
“You may cum, Slut,” Daddy said as he pulled out the last four clothespins from the bag.
“Thank you, sir,” Mommy nodded.
He didn’t attach them to her breast but to her engorged labia. Mommy had thick lips that peeked out of her vulva. Daddy clamped on two per labia, and I winced. Mommy bucked each time. She gasped and moaned and then Daddy slapped her right on the clit.
Mommy came. “Yes, yes, yes, thank you, sir. Oh, yes. Oh, wow, that’s amazing. Oh, my god. Oh, yes.”
I watched her heave in ecstasy, her breasts jiggling and bouncing, the clothespins waving. It had to hurt so much. The pleasure crossed her face as she bucked and gasped. I was so envious. I wanted that orgasm. I wanted to cum that hard right now. My pussy was on fire.
“Oh, my god, Mom,” Alice gasped. “Holy shit, you are such a pain-slut.”
“I am,” Mommy moaned. “Oh, god, I am. I love it. Thank you, Sir. Thank you. You are the most wonderful master a slave could ever want. I love you.”
“I love you, June,” Daddy said, stroking her cheek.
Then he bent down and kissed her hard. Mommy shuddered, moaning in pain and pleasure as she kissed Daddy, her hands still over her head. He flicked the clothespin pinching her right nipple as they kissed, bringing out another squeal.
And then he pulled away and turned to Alice. His eyes were hungry for his daughter’s barely legal, cherry cunt.
“Are you going to fuck me, now, Daddy?” Alice asked, squirming, shaved cunt gleaming.
“My dick needs to be lubed first,” Daddy growled then glanced at me. “Kneel, slut, let me use that cunt.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I gasped, quickly kneeling. The nipple clamps pulled on my tits as I knelt and the clothespin pinched. They swayed back and forth, weighted by the clamps. I winced at the pain. It was exquisite. I sucked in deep breaths against the waves of pain, trying to control–
Daddy thrust his cock into my cunt.
His huge, thick cock filled me. I gasped, my back arching as he hammered me. His balls smacked into my clamped clit. Agony knifed into the rapture his dick churned. I gasped and moaned, humping back into him.
“Use my cunt to lube your cock, Daddy,” I screamed at the sudden pleasure.
Intense bliss rushed through me. I clawed at the carpet as I fought against my orgasm. It was so hard. I was so excited. The pain and agony throbbing my clit and nipples, the butt plug filling my ass, the thrill of watching my mom and sister built my orgasm. I needed my release. I should ask for it, beg for it, but I could only scream and gasp.
Daddy grunted, pounding me with such force. I felt Mommy and Alice’s eyes on me. I caught my twin’s gaze. Such envy. She wanted it. She squirmed on the spanking bench as Daddy rammed his huge cock into my tight cunt.
“Fuck, Melody,” Daddy grunted. “Such a tight, hot cunt. You are Daddy’s good girl. His slut.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, finding words again. “I love your cock, Daddy. I… I…” A shudder ran through me. I clenched harder at the carpet. I was so close to cumming. I strained and fought against it, my pussy and asshole clenching down, increasing the friction of Daddy’s pounding cock.
A mistake.
My eyes squeezed shut as I clenched my teeth. I groaned so loud. Daddy’s cock stabbed so deep into me. I couldn’t control myself. I needed my release. My breasts swayed with his thrusts, the clamps pulling hard on my nubs. My clit and nipples throbbed with agony. Pain and pleasure, agony and ecstasy. Merging. Mixing. Driving me wild.
And then Daddy said the words, “You may cum, slut!”
I exploded.
My pussy writhed about Daddy’s cock. My juices flooded out of my cunt. Mommy called out her praised while Daddy grunted. My spasming pussy marinated his dick. I coated him with so much of my juices while the ecstasy boiled through my body. He grunted, groaned, and then ripped his dick out of me without erupting.
Daddy had self-control. He was a man.
But I missed it. I wanted his cum in me. I half-collapsed, rubbing my cheek into the carpet as my orgasm burned through my body. I gasped and sighed. It was wonderful. My release let me dizzy, stars dancing through my vision.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I panted.
“Fuck, Melody, that was awesome,” Alice groaned.
“You came hard,” Mommy purred. She grasped my shoulders and lifted me up. The clothespins attached to her tits brushed my side. “Mommy’s so proud of the both of you.”
“And now it’s time for Alice to lose her cherry,” I said.
Daddy knelt, ready to fuck her. He looked at us. “Sluts, get your asses over here. I want you two to guide my dick right to my newsiest slave’s cherry and then lick us as I pound Alice into rapture.”
Mommy and I moaned together and crawled to him. We nestled behind him, nuzzling between his legs, our cheeks pressed tight. His heavy balls swung over us. We reached up, grasping his dick dripping with my juices, and guided him right to Alice’s virgin cunt.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” the slut moaned. “Please, please, pop my cherry. Let my cunt satiate your cock. I was such a bad girl for so many years. Such a brat. And now I’m ready to be your good girl, Daddy. Please, let my pussy love you.”
“Fuck your daughter, Sir.”
“She’s such a whore, Daddy. Just like you raised her. Me. Us.”
Daddy thrust.
I had a front row seat to my sister’s cherry popping. Daddy’s cock pressed on her hymen for a second and then he slammed through it. Alice gasped in pain as Daddy’s dick slammed into her depths. A pink froth churned about his cock as he drew back–her virgin blood.
Then Daddy slammed in again, balls slapping into her clit clamp. Alice gasped and moaned, her body straining to buck against her restraints. Her moans were full of pleasure as she loved Daddy’s cock fucking her virgin, barely legal cunt.
Mommy and I licked nuzzled as we pressed against each other. Our tongues grazed Daddy’s balls and licked up the sweet musk dripping out of my sister’s cunt. Daddy stirred her to a froth with his powerful thrusts.
“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy,” she moaned. “Your cock is amazing. You feel so wonderful in my cunt. Oh, yes, Daddy. I love being your good, little girl! Do you love my cunt?”
“Such an amazing cunt,” Daddy said, his voice thick with pride. “You’re mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy, yours. Oh, I love it. Keep fucking me. Keep pounding me. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. May I cum, Daddy?”
“You may cum as much as you want right now,” he said. “Your reward for being such a good girl.”
Mommy let out a soft sob as we lapped at the incestuous meeting of their genitals. Her tears warmed my cheek as we licked and nuzzled. Hearing Alice’s words were so beautiful. We were both Daddy’s good girls now.
Alice came a moment later. Her voice was thick and throaty as her sweet juices squirted around Daddy’s cock, spraying our faces as we licked up the wonderful mess. I savored it, our tongues lashing at my sister’s spread-open pussy lips while she screamed out her pleasure.
Daddy fucked her so hard. And she came again before he finished. She bucked at her restraints, pulling hard on them as she groaned, so lost to the pleasure and pain she was incoherent with her moans and pants.
“My good girl,” Daddy groaned as he slammed his cock into her pussy and unloaded.
I sucked on his balls as they spurted taboo seed into my sister’s deflowered cunt. Daddy grunted with each blast. And then, after the final spurt, he pulled his cock out. Mommy and I were ready, our lips nuzzling into Alice’s cunt and lapping up the salty cum that poured out, mixed with sweet pussy juices.
It was the filthiest, most taboo thing I had ever done as I drank Daddy’s cum out of my sister’s cunt, my tongue brushing Mommy’s, our lips nuzzling until we were kissing and snowballing the incestuous mix back and forth.
“All my good girls,” Daddy groaned, smiling at us.
Mommy and I broke our kiss, staring up at him. She moaned, “Yes, Sir,” while Alice and I breathed, “Yes, Daddy.” Then together, we said, “Always.”
* * *
Five years later…
But it wasn’t always for Alice. Today, she was getting married, twenty-three and beautiful. She appeared as the pianist struck up the traditional wedding march. She looked radiant in her white dress, her arm entwined with Daddy’s. Around her neck was the gold choker Daddy gave her a two weeks after she lost her cherry and proved herself at the private dungeon before all the other Masters.
Most of them were here in attendance along with their slaves.
It was at the dungeon Alice met Brian a year ago, a handsome man despite his glasses. He stood back straight, with all the poise of an army soldier. He was back from Ranger training, his hair buzzed short, looking even hunkier than normal in his dress uniform as he stood at the altar.
I stood at the altar, too, since I was my sister’s maid-of-honor–though we all joked I was her sister-slut-of-honor. Sun was beside me, my sister’s bridesmaid as well as my girlfriend–her parents were not happy when they found out we were dating. Sun didn’t care about her parents closed-minded attitude.
But just because we were dating didn’t mean I wasn’t first and foremost Daddy’s good girl.
I had my choker tight about my neck, the dolphin engraved with: “Melody, Daddy’s Good Girl.”
Sun understood. She liked to play with us, and she didn’t mind when I left our bed early in the morning to give Daddy his wake-up blowjob when it was my turn or when Daddy would interrupt our date to fuck me in the restaurant’s or movie theater’s restroom before sending me back to Sun with a pussy full of his cum.
And she had her fun, too. I loved watching her fuck random guys in public, my pussy getting all juicy while I was denied my orgasm. If Daddy didn’t give me permission, I couldn’t cum no matter how much my girlfriend teased me.
Daddy reached the altar with Alice. I took her bouquet, tears burning in my eyes. Daddy reached beneath her veil and pulled off the choker about her neck. He slipped it into his jacket pocket and produced a collar, chosen by Brian, and handed it to him. They shook hands, sealing their agreement.
Alice was no longer Daddy’s good girl, but Brian’s slave. He put the choker about her neck before the ceremony continued in a more traditional fashion. Tears fell down her eyes. I hear Mommy let out a sob as she sat in the front row, looking prim and proper in her conservative dress. I knew the truth. She had a remote-control vibrator buried in her cunt.
Sun and I had matching ones.
Daddy sat down beside Mommy, his hand slipping into his jacket pocket. The vibrator hummed to life inside me at its lowest setting, and I smiled as I shivered. Sun made a murmur beside me, hips shifting while Mommy squirmed beside Dad.
Brian took Alice’s hands, staring at her with such love. He was a good Master. She would be so happy with him. But I knew I never would find a man I loved more than my Daddy. I was so glad Sun understood. If she made me choose, well, it would be a simple choice.
I was Daddy’s good girl for life.
And she was also one-hundred percent supportive of another thing I did for Daddy.
I rubbed my stomach with my free hand, the other clutching the bouquet. I wasn’t showing, yet. But it wouldn’t be too much longer. After five years of wheedling, Daddy had finally accepted that I would always be his good girl. That like Mommy, I was his permanent sex slave. Unlike Alice, I wouldn’t choose a new Master. So he had his vasectomy reversed.
His daughter grew in my belly. As my sister and her new Master kissed, sealing their new life together, I knew my daughter would be Daddy’s good girl, too.