1 Movie Night Chapter 179: Submissive Incest Mind Control, a 13 tzameti fanfic

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 1: Naughty Daughter Spanked

mypenname3000

Fiction, Discipline, Domination/submission, Female solo, First Time, Incest, Males / Female, Mind Control, Spanking, Virginity, Voyeurism

Introduction:

A daughter mind-controls her daddy to finally punish and spank her!

Submissive Incest Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter One: Naughty Daughter Spanked

By mypenname3000

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

"We're not angry with you," my mother said, giving me a slight smile, "we're just disappointed, Bess."

"Disappointed?" I groaned. "That's it? Disappointed?"

I glanced at my father's car, the front end crumbled, radiator fluid forming a larger and larger puddle. I pushed up my glasses and then rubbed at the back of my neck. The tow truck beeped loudly as it backed up to the vehicle.

"That's right, Bess, disappointed," my father said while nodding.

He stood tall over me but his brown eyes stared at the wreckage of his car. He loved his Mustang. The cherry-red, sleek sports car held a prized place in our garage. Every Saturday he spent a good hour or two washing and waxing it, stroking the vehicle with all the care of a man caressing his lover.

"We're just glad that you're okay," my father added.

My mother nodded, her light-brown hair spilling about her face. She put her arm around my shoulder, pulling me to her. I winced, my neck aching more from the violent impact. I couldn't believe she was comforting me.

"You're not going to punish me?" I demanded.

"Honey," my mom sighed, shaking her head. Her green eyes focused on me. "What is going through your head these days?"

"That I wished my parents would be my parents?" I muttered.

"And how are we not your parents?" my father asked. He ran a hand through his black hair, the same shade as my own locks spilling down my face. "Because we don't do something as hindering to your development as punishing you?"

"Yes!" What did it take to get them angry at me?

"You're just going through a phase," my mother said. "I was rebellious when I was eighteen, too."

"Did you steal your father's car?" I muttered.

"Steal?" my mother asked, amusement in your tone. "I'd hardly call what you did stealing, Bess. You're part of the family. You borrowed your father's car."

I stared at her, shaking my head in shock. "I only have a learner's permit. Dad never even teaches me in his Mustang."

"Being curious and testing boundaries is a part of life," my father said, quoting that dumb, hippy philosophy my parents subscribed to. "That's all. You were just exploring your potential." He let out a sigh. "And your potential is not in driving my car."

"So... what are you going to do to me?" I asked, squirming in my mother's embrace.

"Love you," my mother said. "Perhaps we need to give you more attention."

I ground my teeth together. "You need to punish me! I was bad! I wrecked Dad's car! After I stole it."

"What do you want us to do?" Dad asked, his brown eyes finally falling on me, puzzlement crossing his handsome face. "Spank you?"

"Yes!"

"My father spanked me," my mother said, "and it didn't do anything but make me resentful."

"It's cruel. Children shouldn't be harmed by their parents," my dad said. "Misbehavior is merely a cry out for attention."

"And you must really want our attention." My mom gave a smile. "We should have a family night tomorrow. We'll go see a movie, have a nice dinner, and—"

I let out a shrieking groan. Nothing. There was nothing I could do to get my parents to punish me. To treat me like an actual daughter. I glanced over at my cousin Louisa, my partner in crime. She had been riding shotgun after I suggested we steal my father's car and go cruising. I was eager to show off what we were driving.

Her parents, Aunt Georgia and Uncle Wayne, shouted at her like proper parents. She shrank between them, squirming and wilting beneath her mother's angry tirade. The words weren't clear, drowned out by the traffic streaming by on the road, but the anger was there. Louise would face actual consequences to her actions. They would make her do chores, or maybe even spank her.

I would love to be spanked.

I shook my head. How could Aunt Georgia and my mom be sisters? What went wrong with my mom? How had she infected my dad with her hippie nonsense? Children needed to be disciplined, dominated. They needed to be controlled or they would do dumb things.

Like me.

"Is this like when you borrowed my vibrator?" my mom asked. "Did you take your dad's car so we'd punish you?"

"Yes!"

"See," my father said, "this is what society does to people. It gives them horrible expectations. It's brainwashed you to think we need to be authoritarian. It's so confused you, kiddo. You don't have to act this way. We love you."

"So let's go home, sweetheart." My mom rubbed my arm. "We can get ice cream on the way home. Cold Stone's on the way."

Ice cream...? Ice cream...? My parents were insane. Poor Louisa was trembling. She had tears glistening on her cheeks. Her father was shouting at her now, standing over her, looking so handsome and strong, so powerful.

A naughty wave of heat washed through me for Uncle Wayne. My eighteen-year-old pussy clenched. Such dizzying lust spun through me. I swayed against my mother, wishing to be Louisa so badly. If my father was as strong as Uncle Wayne...

That would be so hot.

My phone beeped. My parents wouldn't even take my phone away since they paid the bill. As my mother lead me to the family minivan, I swiped in my unlock pattern on the screen and tapped the notification, bringing up a long text message.

"What?" I muttered as I read:

CONGRATULATIONS Bess Atwater!!!

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product! The Halo is the answer to all your life's needs. Tired of your parents treating you more like a friend than their daughter? Tired of them not living up to your expectations?

Well you're in luck. Our patented Halo mind control technology will allow you to take control of the people in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we by this amazing possibility. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE lucky candidates to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to seize your new life!

Your package should arrive in moments by drone. Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

Mind control? Wouldn't that be nice? To have real parents. Not ones who bought me ice cream after I wrecked a thirty-thousand car. Or after I was caught masturbating in the living room with Mom's dildo. Or getting into my parents locked liqueur cabinet. Nothing I could do would get them mad at me. I tried so hard to be naughty.

I just wanted them to be strong and dominating. I yearned for it. Especially my father. I wanted them to punish me. To degrade and humiliate me when I was bad. It made me so wet. It had me masturbating furiously just thinking about it.

How wonderful would it be, to be spanked...?

Oh, I would love to be bent over my father's knee and feel his hand falling on my rump. I wanted to feel his anger. To feel his punishment. I wanted the pain burning through my ass. To make me shudder.

I swiped away the crazy text message. Mind control... It didn't exist. It would be wonderful to mold my parents...

I climbed into the back of the minivan, taking a seat. My eyes stared out the window. I caught my reflection, my narrow face wistful, my green eyes yearning. I rubbed my thighs together, my virgin pussy so wet, my panties getting soaked with my excitement. I wanted to squeeze my small breasts and pinch my large nipples.

I had bigger nipples than my cousin Louisa despite her larger breasts.

Father started up the minivan. He adjusted to mirror until I could see his eyes. They seemed to be smiling. "Let's get you some ice cream, kiddo."

Kiddo! He should call me pumpkin or sweetie or slut. He should be so angry. He should be growling, "When we get home, young lady, you're going over my lap and feeling my hand on your bare bottom. I'll make you understand why you don't steal my car and wreck it! Then I'll tie you up to your bed all night, shove your mother's wand massager against your cunt, and leave you like that all night. You want my cock fucking your cunt, you'll earn it, slut!"

I wanted to masturbate so badly. I squirmed and groaned as we drove down the street, my cheek pressed against the window, feeling the cool kiss of the window. My heart thudded beneath my chest, my nipples so hard against my bra. I rubbed my hands up and down my thigh. I so wanted to get home, get in my bedroom, and satiate my hot cunt.

Abuse my slutty pussy.

I would cry out so loud. I would say such obscene things. My father would hear and realize just how much of a whore I was. How he needed to discipline me and make me his sweet daughter again. He'd have to be so strong, so dominate, a father, not a weak man who wanted to buy me ice cream for wrecking his car.

Only he wouldn't do any of that. A year of masturbating and moaning and letting my parents know I pleasured myself had done nothing. My mother just gave me an understanding smile and my father pretended I didn't do anything.

"It's good that you're pleasuring yourself, sweetheart," she'd told me. "You shouldn't let your desires bottle up. Do you want me to buy you any toys?"

It wasn't right.

The closest I came to punishment today was suffering going to the Cold Stone Creamery and sitting with my parents eating ice cream like a child. While my pussy burned and itched. I couldn't satiate myself. I was denied my own pleasure. I focused on that, trying to fantasize it was deliberate, that my father knew I had a hot cunt needing to be touched and punished me by denying me any chance of satiating myself.

But he had no idea that I needed to masturbate. I was sure if he did, he'd drive us home right now and give me all the privacy I needed to satiate myself. If I asked, he'd probably go buy me a sex toy to make sure that I had the best masturbation session possible.

So I ate my mint chocolate chip ice cream and waffle cone in silence while my parents chatted about boring things. I suffered, aching to get home. I couldn't wait. I would abuse my pussy so hard. I would scream out in rapture, begging to be spanked and disciplined. It would be such an amazing orgasm.

I would pretend I had real parents!

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"Feed's live," Alexis Icke's twin brother, Alex, said. She squirmed on his lap, naked, her eighteen-year-old breasts swaying. She rubbed at her stomach. She'd learned only an hour ago that her twin brother had bred her, following the last god's instructions. Brother's should breed their sisters. It sent such giddy delight through the girl.

"Good," she moaned. "I'm so eager for what Bess will teach us. She's our age."

"But has no brothers," sighed Alex, his hand rubbing Alexis's belly, sending waves of heat through her body. She whimpered as they stared at the screen. An image appeared, broadcast from a drone hovering up in the air. "A drone feed?"

"Why aren't we seeing a spycam from inside the house?" Alexis asked. The Institute of Apotheosis wasn't really a typical tech company. While they produced hardware and software, they were dedicated to creating new gods, using the Halos created by the company's dead founder, Dr. Henry Peter Blavatsky. The guru of their group had a vision to enlighten mankind and staffed the company with his followers.

Even after him and his wife's deaths, Alexis's mother continued the work. Today, the fifth god, Bess Atwater, had been sent the halo.

Alex tapped the keyboard, cycling through the various spycams embedded in Bess's house to monitor her progress and witness her revelations to the world. Alexis frowned, the house appeared empty and...

"She's not home?" Alexis asked as they returned to the orbiting drone feed. "Look, look, the package is still on the doorstep."

"Delivery must have messed up," muttered Alex. "They were supposed to make sure she was home before letting the drones deliver it. Now anyone could find the Halo and make themselves into a god."

"No," Alexis gasped. "She has to find it." She squirmed on her brother's lap, fear twisting through her stomach.

Alex nodded his agreement.

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"Finally," I muttered as my parent's minivan pulled into our driveway. The garage door opened. The space father's Mustang should be parked in looked so bare. He let out a sigh as he pulled in and, for a moment, I had hope I'd feel his anger and be disciplined.

But that wouldn't happen.

My phone chirped again as I climbed out of the car, so eager to masturbate. I grabbed it and saw another text message from that same place. It mentioned my package had been delivered to the doorstep. I didn't care. I had a hot pussy to enjoy.

I darted into the kitchen and raced through the house. Why wouldn't my parents just punish me? Why couldn't they be normal and spank me? Just once? To show me that they saw me as their daughter, not their friend. I thudded up the stairs and threw myself into my room. I flung myself onto my bed, surrounded by my stuffed animals. I kicked off my shoes and attacked the fastener of my jeans. I wiggled them down my lithe legs, my rump squirming, my pussy clenching.

"Ooh, Daddy, just spank my bare bottom," I moaned as I threw my jeans to the floor. I grabbed my body pillow, fluffed it, and then threw myself over it, my ass up in the air. I yanked down my panties. "Look, look, my naughty ass needs to be disciplined."

My pussy clenched as my hands reached behind me to grope my rump. I kneaded my butt-cheeks, my nipples throbbing in my bra. Juices dribbled down my thighs. I breathed in, smelling my spicy musk. It tickled my nose.

"Just spank my naughty bottom!" I moaned. "I was so wicked today!"

I smacked my own ass, but it just didn't feel amazing. I felt it would be incredible if my father did it. I spanked myself a second time. My pussy clenched. My fingers itched. I slid them down my butt-cheeks to my pussy.

I rubbed myself. I groaned, pressing my face into my bedspread as I stroked up and down my virgin pussy. My flesh quivered, drinking in the sensations of my fingers. I groaned, brushing my clit, sparks flying through me.

My eyes closed. I pictured my father watching me, such a stern look on his face, so strong, so dominating. He would just take control of me. He would just dominate me and spank me so hard. His hand would crack over and over on my ass. Seeing me masturbate, witnessing that I was a wanton slut, would make him control me.

"Yes, yes, punish me, Daddy!" I moaned, not hiding my voice as my fingers penetrated my cunt. I sank into my juicy snatch, pleasure rippling through my body. "Spank me so hard! Look at me, fingering my cunt, wishing it was your cock in me! That's so wrong! You should spank me and show me how nasty I am!"

I frigged my fingers in and out of my cunt. My eyes squeezed shut. I groaned and gasped, wiggling my hips. The delicious fingers stirred me up faster and faster. I whimpered and moaned, my snatch clenching hot and wet about them.

"I'm masturbating to you, Daddy!" I howled. "I wish you were fucking me! That's how nasty and filthy I am! You have to punish me!"

I shoved a third finger into my cunt, stretching out my hole. Only fingers and dildos had touched it. I had never had a man inside my twat. I wanted my father to fuck me so badly. To get so hard from spanking me and then to ram his cock into me so hard. To bury his cock over and over into me.

My pleasure built and built. More and more of my juices spilled down my thighs. I whimpered and moaned. My left hand squeezed at my butt-cheek, my fingernails biting into my rump. I shuddered at the sharp pain shooting through me for a moment. The sound of my fingers plunging into my cunt made me shiver.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me so—"

A soft knock came at my door. "You got a package, sweetheart," my mom said. "I'm leaving it out here for when you finish."

My cheeks went scarlet. She didn't care that I was masturbating. Or that I wanted to fuck my father, her husband so badly. My family was so fucked up and not in the way I wanted. My lusts died. What was the point in being a filthy, nasty slut if they wouldn't punish me and try to make me into a proper young woman?

I ripped my fingers out of my pussy, wiping them off on my thighs. I rolled into a sitting position. I stared at the door, biting my lip. A package... Mind control... If only that was real. My heart thudded in my chest. I squirmed on the bed, my heart beating faster and faster.

I could feel the package on the other side of the door. Just waiting for me to claim it. To make my family the way it should be. To have them punish me for being such a freak. My pussy clenched, itched. I could be fucked by my father.

I stood up and tottered to my door. I didn't care that I only had a shirt and bra on as I opened it and peered into the hallway. Let my parents see what a filthy slut I was. I looked down at the box and, feeling bold, stepped out into the hallway, bending over and pointing my naked ass and barely legal cunt right at the stairs, hoping one of them would find me as I studied the box.

It had my name and address on it, but no return address. That was strange. There was no packaging slips or stamps or anything. Had someone just dropped it off on the porch? How weird. My heart beat faster and faster. I was so aware of my naked pussy pointing at the stairs. I fought the urge to run into my bedroom as I ripped open the packaging tape.

They would have to punish me for this. For pointing my pussy at the stairs. They would see my cunt juices dripping down my thighs. I fumbled at the tape. I pulled at it. The cardboard ripped up with it as I pulled harder.

Packing peanuts spilled around a foam container. Instruction manual lay on top for the Halo. I furrowed my brow as I picked it up, still bent over. I ignored the growing ache in my back and the juices rolling down my thighs.

I was such a filthy slut. I shuddered. Why couldn't one of my parents walk up right now? They would have to punish me for this level of naughtiness, right?

Probably not.

I sighed and flipped through the instruction manual. It was written in a dozen different languages like stereo instructions. I frowned, stopping on an English page and read:

The Halo's patented nanotechnology will bond with your DNA, enhancing the generation of your brain waves. Simply place the device on your head, and you will gain the ability to control others actions. Your brain waves will be so powerful, broadcasting from your mind, that they will override the brain waves of others.

This is all thanks to the ground breaking work of our founder, Dr. Henry P. Blavatsky and his wife Alicia Bailey.

"That's crazy," I muttered and threw it on the floor. I looked at the foam packaging. I pulled it open and found a gold circlet inside. My forehead furrowed more. It definitely looked like a halo. I grabbed it, feeling the cool surface.

This would give me mind control power? It would bond with my DNA? This was so dumb. A nervous writhe went through my stomach. My heart beat faster and faster as the excitement of my exhibitionism rippled through me. I wanted to dive into my room. But... I still had to put on the halo. I still had to give my parents a few more seconds to catch me being a nasty slut.

I put the halo on my head.

Heat washed through me. I gasped and shuddered, blinking at the fuzzing warmth that spread across my mind. I gasped and ran my fingers through my black hair, searching for the ring to take it off and—

Where was it?

My fingers slid faster and faster, scratching at my scalp through my hair, searching for the feel of the gold ring. It had to be on my head. I'd just set it down on my head and... Where had it gone? Did it...? Did it melt into my brain? Had it bonded with my DNA?

Did I have mind control powers?

Stairs creaked behind me. I froze, hearing footsteps walk up the stairs. I shivered, biting my lips. I had a second to dart into my room and not get caught pointing my pussy right at the door. I should just dive in. My parents wouldn't care. Just think it was my exhibitionist phase and it was perfectly natural for eighteen-year-old girls to walk around displaying their pussies.

But... The halo vanished.

The groaning grew closer. The footsteps heavy. My father. A hot wave washed through me. My pussy clenched. A fresh line of juices trickled down my thighs. My heart beat faster and faster as he climbed the stairs higher and higher and—

"Kiddo?" he asked, his voice strained. "What are you doing?"

"Being a filthy slut," I said, shoved my right hand between my thighs, and plunged my fingers into my pussy. "See!"

Discipline me!

"Kiddo," he groaned as I masturbated right before him. "Why are you acting like this? Are you that desperate to be punished?"

"Yes!" I hissed, pleasure surging through my body. My heart thudded in my chest. I whimpered, wiggling my hips, my fingers plunging faster and faster into my cunt. "Fathers punish their daughters when they're naughty, filthy sluts!"

My thoughts prickled. I gasped as I felt a thousand, thousand needles stabbing into my mind. Darkness fuzzed across my vision. I trembled and groaned, my entire body shaking as my cunt clenched down hard on my fingers.

"Kiddo," Daddy said, his voice hard. "Y-you're grounded for... for being a filthy slut!"

I gasped, standing up and pulling my fingers out of my pussy. I whirled around, facing him. "Y-you're punishing me?"

A look of shock crossed his handsome face. "I... I guess I am. You're being a filthy slut and... and fathers have to punish filthy sluts. S-so you're grounded, kiddo."

"Young lady!" I snapped. "Fathers should address naughty, filthy sluts as young lady. Not kiddo! And grounding isn't a punishment. Fathers spank their daughters who are wicked whores and do nasty things like me!"

The pain stabbed into my mind again. I swayed and gasped. My eyes fluttered as the darkness fuzzed my vision. I swayed and grabbed the wall with my fingers coated in my juices. My heart pounded in my chest, blood screaming through my veins.

"Young lady!" Daddy said. "I... I'm going to spank you. Right now. So put on panties and... and come to my bedroom."

"No, spankings are done bare bottom!" I commanded. This time my thoughts only prickled. My heart pounded. It was working. "And bare handed unless I've been really bad. Then you use your belt."

"I... Yes," he nodded, shaking his head. "What is wrong with me? I... This is so wrong, but... get your butt into my bedroom right now, young lady."

A hot shiver ran through me.

"Yes, Daddy," I moaned, so excited. It was happening. I was being punished.

I darted past Daddy into my parent's room, just so thrilled. I grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it off as I raced by, dropping it at his feet. Then I reached behind me to unhook my bra, freeing my little titties and my big, fat nipples. They thrust so large from my tiny breasts, so at odd with my barely budding mounds.

"Young lady," Dad gasped, his voice sounding so strangled. "What are you doing? Why are you getting naked?"

"Because I'm a naughty, filthy slut!" I moaned. "So I guess you'll just have to punish me even harder!" My thoughts buzzed.

He groaned as he stumbled after me. He looked so dazed. He shook his head as something almost like fear glinted in his eyes. That wouldn't do. I faced him, naked, hands on my hips. I would have to mold him into the perfect dominating father.

"When you have a rebellious, filthy, nasty slut for a daughter, you have to be a dominating daddy," I told him, my thoughts prickling more and more. "You have to want to spank her. To punish her. You have to think of new ways to control her. Orgasm denial. Bondage. Nipple clamps. Spankings. Rough anal sex! All of it! You have to consider all of it. You have to take her by the scruff of the neck and discipline her.

"Because it makes you hard! It excites you to discipline your naughty, slutty daughter!"

I gasped as more needles jabbed into my mind. Daddy groaned and then... then he transformed.

Lust burned in his eyes. He suddenly loomed so tall over me, his back straightening. For the first time in my life, he felt like a man, like a Daddy. I quivered, my pussy clenching. A faint, shuddering wave of heat washed out of my naughty cunt.

"I'm sick and tired of how you've been acting lately, young lady," he growled. "The way you've been masturbating, moaning and groaning, letting your mother and I hear all your shameful words, begging to be fucked by me. We thought it was a phase. That you would stop doing it if we ignored it, but you keep persisting."

He seized my black hair in a strong fist as I felt his true feelings. He was angry with me. He was frustrated by my actions.

"You! Wrecked! My! Car!" he growled, pulling on my hair so I looked up at him. "Then you come home and masturbate in front of me?"

"I'm such a wicked girl, Daddy. So bad!" I shivered. "Bad girls have to be punished."

"Yes!"

He hauled me by the hair to the bed, acting so strong and dominant. Finally. Finally he was my real daddy. He sat down and hauled me over his lap. I squirmed across on him, bent over for real, ready to be spanked. I squirmed and...

His cock bulged in his jeans.

I felt him pressed against my stomach. I whimpered in utter delight. My daddy was hard for me. It excited him disciplining his slut-daughter. I wanted to weep for joy. This Halo was amazing. I loved it so much.

CRACK!

"Daddy!" I howled as pain—true, searing agony—erupted across my right butt-cheek. I shuddered on his lap, my toes curling, my pussy clenching. The heat melted down into my cunt, turning my juices into molten passion. This was what I needed. "Yes, yes, punish me!"

"I'm tried of you being such a nasty, filthy girl, young lady!'

CRACK!

"I have been!" I moaned, the pain exploding across my right butt-cheek. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing out tears. It hurt so wonderfully bad.

"Your mother and I have tried to raise you!"

CRACK!

"But you just want to be a naughty!"

CRACK!

"Whore!"

CRACK

"A slut!"

CRACK!

"Masturbating all the time!"

CRACK!

"Wanting me to fuck you!"

CRACK!

"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!" I howled out, my ass a mass of burning, stinging pain. Every smack sent a wave of heat through me. My pussy grew tighter and tighter. Agony verged on the edge of ecstasy, teetering back and forth, whip-lashing me between the two opposite sensations. "I make you so hard, don't I?"

"I fought against my lusts!" he growled.

CRACK!

"I fucked your mother thinking about your pussy!"

CRACK!

"You made me want to fuck my own daughter! That's how much of a slut you are, young lady!"

CRACK!

"I'm such a wicked daughter!" I moaned, squirming harder, pressing my stomach into his cock. "And you're so hard right now. I made you just ache, didn't I? You're throbbing against my belly. I'm so sorry, Daddy."

CRACK!

"Sorry?" he growled. "Will that repair my fucking Mustang, young lady?"

"No, no," I moaned. "Let me make it up to you, Daddy? My pussy... No guy has ever fucked my pussy!"

His hand suddenly cupped my furred muff. I gasped at the feel of it. My burning butt-cheeks clenched together as my labia drank in the feel of him rubbing up and down my slit. I whimpered and writhed on his stomach, pressing my belly into his hardon, letting him know I would satiate him. I would give him such pleasure with my naughty body.

"You're wet!" he growled. "Are you so much of a filthy cunt that you get off on being spanked by your father, young lady?"

"Yes!" I howled. "I'm so turned on right now. My cunt just makes me so wanton."

He drew back his hand from my pussy. Then I heard the air swish.

SMACK!

I gasped as he spanked my cunt. Pain exploded across my labia and clit. The agony shot into the core of my pussy. My entire body bucked as the agony triggered ecstasy. My twat convulsed. Juices gushed out of my pussy as waves of rapture washed through my body.

I came from being spanked!

I drank in the wonderful abuse. I savored it as I bucked so hard on his lap. My nipples rubbed into the comforter on my parents bed. My pussy spasmed while juices squirted out and bathed his hand rubbing at my cunt.

"You nasty whore," he groaned. "Young lady, are you cumming like a filthy slut?"

"Yes, Daddy!" I howled, grinding on his hardon, making him ache and throb as the ecstasy seared through my mind. "I'm that wanton! You have to dominate me all the time! You have to make sure I'm punished and controlled. Bad girls like me just need that sort of control from the man in their lives!"

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"Man in their lives," Alexis whispered, staring at the screen in awe as her pussy clenched down on her twin brother's dick. Is Alex the man in my life. Or is it Daddy?

She rubbed at her belly as her twin gripped her hips, working her cunt up and down his dick. Pleasure fluttered through her. She had her twin brother's baby in her. Fucking her dad was wonderful, but... But it was her brother to whom she truly loved. Whom she truly enjoyed.

"You're my man, Alex!" she moaned as her orgasm exploded through her cunt. "When I'm bad, you have to spank me like Daddy does Mommy!"

"Yes!" he howled, slamming her convulsing cunt down her dick. Then she groaned at the wondrous delight of his hot cum spurting into her bred depths. She quivered and shuddered on him, rapture boiling her mind.

Another amazing revelation from one of the new gods.

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"I'll control you, little slut," Daddy growled, rubbing at my cumming pussy. I still ached from his hard spanking. I savored that wondrous bliss rushing through me. "I'll make sure you are punished whenever you're naughty."

"Yes, yes, yes!" I moaned. "And you deserve your reward, Daddy. To use me. To finally fuck my tight, young cunt like you've always wanted. When I make you hard, Daddy, you don't have to settle for Mommy's pussy. You can fuck my slutty twat!"

Only the faintest prickling raced across my thoughts.

"Yes!" he snarled. And then he grabbed my long hair and yanked.

I gasped in pain as he forced me off his lap. I stood before him, trembling, my body quivering. He rose, looming over me. My slender frame trembled. I pushed up my glasses, my heart thudding beneath my small breasts.

He grabbed one of my fat nipples and twisted hard. I groaned at the shock of pain shooting down to my cunt. I whimpered and squirmed, my pussy growing so hot and juicy. Despite just cumming, I was so eager for more. He abused my little nipple as I looked up into his dark, commanding eyes.

"Strip me naked, young lady!"

"Yes, Daddy," I moaned.

I grabbed his t-shirt and untucked it out of his jeans. He released my nipple and lifted his arms over his head so I could pull it off. I groaned at the sight of his revealed, fit body. My parents' hippy nonsense led them to be health nuts. So it had one positive.

I salivated over his strong body. I ran my hands down his chest and torso, shuddering in delight, my pussy molten passion. I reached his jeans. I fumbled with his belt loop. Then I undid it. I worked it open and then hauled down his jeans.

"Oh, Daddy," I moaned, squeezing his cock through his white boxers with red hearts on them, a Father's Day gift from me. "I made you so hard, Daddy. I'm so sorry. I'm such a nasty daughter for doing this to you."

"Yes, you are, young lady," he growled.

I shivered and fell to my knees before him. I trembled, so eager to obey him, so glad I mind-controlled him to the perfect father. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his boxers. I ripped them down and groaned as his hard cock popped out before me. He was thicker than Mom's dildo. My eyes widened. A hot wave of heat shot through me.

I opened my mouth and sucked on his cock. He groaned at the incestuous feel of my mouth wrapped about his dick. My tongue danced about his crown, bringing a long, low groan from him. He seized my black hair as I sucked and bobbed my mouth, putting all my fantasies into play.

Finally! Finally, I sucked my daddy's dick. I loved it. Drool ran down my chin as I made such sloppy sounds. My cheeks hollowed. His precum flowed. This wondrous, salty flavor spilled across my tongue.

My pussy clenched.

Daddy growled. He held my hair so tight as I moved him. My hands slid up his thick, hairy thighs to his black bush. I cupped his heavy balls with my right hand, cradling them, feeling the incestuous spunk in them.

He'd soon fill my barely legal pussy with his jizz.

"You slutty girl!" he groaned, trembling. "Did I tell you to suck my cock?"

I popped my mouth off his dick long enough to moan, "No, Daddy!"

"Young lady!" he grunted as I sucked on his dick again. "Just a wanton whore. Where did we go wrong with you?"

No discipline.

"We were too easy on you. Your mother and I thought we could spare you discipline, that you would turn out fine. But you became such a slut." He groaned. "Ooh, yes, yes, just a whore. You're going to make me cum in your mouth."

I sucked harder.

"But I want to cum in your cunt, young lady!"

I gasped as he ripped me off his cock by the hair. Wondrous pain flared across my scalp. Then he pulled me to my feet. I whimpered, tears burning in my eyes. He manhandled me the way I always dreamed and threw me over the foot of the bed, my ass pointed at him.

He smacked my rump again. Hot pain seared through me. I moaned into the comforter, my nipples throbbing against the cloth, as I wiggled my hips. Then I groaned, feeling his dick nudging my upper thigh. It slid higher and higher.

My pussy clenched in anticipation.

"I love you so much, Daddy!" I moaned when he found the entrance to my cunt. "Fuck me, Daddy! You've earned the right to use my cunt whenever you want for finally becoming such a dominating daddy!"

"Good!" he groaned and thrust into my tight snatch. He let out such a moan of pleasure as I squeezed down on him. "I'll use your young cunt whenever you're naughty and flash me."

"Yes!" I moaned, feeling him in me to the hilt. His crotch pressed on my burning ass, adding a flare of pain to this wondrous moment.

Then he drew back his cock while I whimpered in rapture. Such delight flooded through me. My daddy's dick was fucking me. He groaned, his hands sliding up my sides and back, so strong. He pulled back until only the tip of his dick remained in my hot and horny pussy.

I wished I hadn't broken my hymen on Mom's dildo. I wished I'd saved it for him.

He slammed his cock into me. My eyes bulged at the rush of rapture followed the wave of agony. His crotch smacked into my spanked rump. I moaned, shuddering on the bed as he drew back and rammed in again. And again. And again.

My daddy fucked my naughty cunt.

"Young lady!" he grunted, thrusting his hips so hard. "Oh, yes, yes, yes! You're just a nasty slut! You're just a fucking whore!"

"I am!" I whimpered in utter delight. It was so amazing to be fucked by my Daddy. To feel his cock reaming my cunt over and over again. I savored it. I had such a huge smile on my lips as he plowed into me. "Ooh, yes, Daddy, just fuck me so hard! Just plow into me! Mmm, you're going to make me erupt so hard on your dick."

"Uh-huh," he grunted, pumping away at my cunt. His hands slid up to my shoulders. He seized my hair in a tight fist. "You love it, don't you, whore?"

"I do!" I whimpered, clenching my cunt down on his dick. "That's how much of a whore I am! Use my cunt, Daddy! Work that dick in my filthy depths! Don't hold back. You don't have to. Not any longer. I'm your submissive daughter. Your slut! Your filthy cunt!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" he growled. "I own you, don't I?"

"You do, Daddy! Some girls just need to be owned! So they need to have strong men to control them! Control me, Daddy!"

He grunted and thrust so hard. His crotch smacked over and over into my ass, spanking me again and again. The pain mixed with the pleasure surging through my body. It made me whimper and groan. I shuddered on the bed, squirming, rubbing my hard nipples into the comforter as he used me.

My orgasm swelled through me. A magnificent promise of rapture. His every thrust of his cock into my juicy cunt, his every smack of his crotch into my aching ass, swelled it. An incestuous flood of ecstasy brimming to be unleashed in me. To drown me in such nasty delight.

"Daddy!" I moaned over and over. "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Young lady!" he growled. "I'm going to cum in your cunt! I'm going to pump your slut-pussy so full of my jizz!"

"Yes!" I howled.

And came.

My pussy writhed about the incestuous shaft plunging over and over into my flesh. My cunt squeezed and released it, so eager for his forbidden seed to flood into my twat. Stars washed across my vision as the bed creaked louder and louder.

Such wondrous rapture filled my mind. It carried me to heights of taboo ecstasy I didn't know I could reach. All other orgasms I had paled before the delight of cumming on my daddy's cock. My flesh milked it, so eager for his spunk to fill me.

"Yes, yes, yes, cum in me, Daddy!" I howled, bucking on the bed. "Dump all your seed in me now!"

My thoughts fuzzed just a tiny bit.

"Yes, young lady!" he snarled and buried his cock into my cunt.

I gasped as hot jizz spurted into me. My father's jizz. I whimpered, another orgasm sweeping through me as incestuous cum filled my fertile depths. My first taste of a man's passion came from my dominating father.

My pussy convulsed about his dick, sucking at it, so hungry for every drop of cum brimming in his balls. I whimpered and moaned, my ass drinking in the press of his flesh as he leaned over me, trembling.

"You naughty slut!" he snarled as he pumped me full of cum. "Take it all!"

"Yes, Daddy!" I squealed. "I am! Whenever you want to use me, you can fuck my cunt! And you want to fuck my cunt all the time! You're so horny for it!"

My thoughts twinged.

"I am!" he growled.

"For my mouth, too. And my asshole. You want to use every bit of me. You want to tie me up. You want to clamp my nipples. You want to spank me. To flog me. To coat me in your cum! You want to use me for your pleasure, Daddy!"

"Yes!" he howled as the last drop of his cum spurted into my pussy.

My cunt wrung him dry.

He panted and moaned over me. I shuddered on the bed, my orgasm peaking. I mewled in delight and glanced at the open doorway. A shadow fell there. My mother entered, her face pale. Then her eyes flashed in anger.

"You fucking bastard!" she snarled. "What are you doing to my little girl?"

"Disciplining her," Daddy answered, sounding so strong and wonderful.

I smiled. Now it was time for Mommy to learn how to be a parent, too.

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"Oh, yes," Alexis gasped as she squirmed on her brother's lap, his cum leaking out of her bred pussy. "How will she handle this? Will she make her mother a slut like her?"

"Like you?" Alex asked.

Alexis shivered as her twin brother pinched her nipple hard.

To be continued…

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 2: Naughty Daughter's Vibrating Punishment

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Boy, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Mind Control, Toys

Introduction:

Bess uses her mind control powers to make her parents discipline her, but has she gone too far?

Submissive Incest Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Two: Naughty Daughter's Vibrating Punishment

By mypenname3000

Eighteen-year-old Cindy sat with her twin sister, Mindy, in their father's office at the Institute of Apotheosis, the two of them watching the computer monitor with rapt attention. An excitement built inside of Cindy's pussy, a ball of heat that had her shivering.

The new goddess, Bess Atwater, moaned and gasped as her father fucked her hard from behind, her ass glowing red from being spanked. The sight had utterly captivated Cindy. Witnessing the goddess being spanked after she revealed to her father how he should act as a parent had stimulated Cindy.

"This is so amazing," Mindy whispered to her twin sister.

Cindy nodded, her eyes glancing over at their father, James Maxwell, his hands stroking his hard cock as he watched Bess moaning and gasping. Cindy licked her lips then asked her twin in a hushed voice, "How can we be naughty?"

Mindy's eyes widened. She glanced at their masturbating father. "You're so wicked."

Cindy nodded, aching to be spanked by her father and then fucked so hard. The goddess and her father reached their climax, both gasping and moaning. Cindy's imagination burned with such delight. The goddess Bess had taken it upon her to be an example of how naughty daughters should be disciplined. She surrendered her own body to her father's spanking, taking the pain, the naughty crimes of all daughters, upon herself.

It was so self-sacrificing. Cindy loved the new goddess so much. She grabbed her twin sister's hand, squeezing so hard, her pussy soaking her panties. She was so glad her father had joined the Institute, that they followed the teachings of Dr. H. P. Blavatsky and helped locate the new gods and goddess to awaken mankind.

Because incest was amazing. Cindy loved eating her twin's pussy, especially when it was full of their father's cum. And now... Now she had to experience the ecstasy Bess showed her. She had to be naughty, too.

"Oh, my," Mindy gasped as the Goddess's mother burst into the bedroom. "What will the Goddess teach her mother?"

Cindy squeezed Mindy's hand, eager to find out.

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"Disciplining her?" Mommy snarled, her face twisting with anger, her light-brown hair spilling about a face mottled with red rage. Her green eyes, the same hue of my own, stared at me. "You're DISCIPLINING her!"

I had never seen her angry before. I had finally done something naughty enough to get her mad, and it was my father that received her wroth, not me. It was so unfair. I had used my new mind control powers, gifted to me by the strange Halo sent by the weird Institute of Apotheosis, to finally educate him to be a proper father.

My ass burned from being spanked by him and my pussy... My pussy reveled at the feel his hard cock buried deep in me, his cum filling me up. He had taken my virginity. He had fucked my eighteen-year-old body hard, finally aroused by me. It was amazing.

And then Mommy burst in and found us.

"You bastard!" she snarled, advancing on us. "How could you fuck our daughter?"

"Mommy," I gasped, staring at her hard, my black hair spilling about my flushed face, "relax."

Needles stabbed into my mind. A thousand prickling, tingling pricks that washed across my thoughts. My vision fuzzed dark along the edges as my cunt clenched down hard on my daddy's softening cock. I groaned as my new mind control powers affected my mother.

The anger melted out of her face. Her body's tension vanished, her hands unclenching from fists. She shook her head, her eyes widening, bewilderment crossing her face. Her hands went up to her breasts. She took a step back.

"W-what, Bess?"

"This how a father disciplines his daughter," I said, more prickling pain hitting my mind. The more my commands changed someone, the more it tingled or even hurt. "How a parent disciplines their daughter when she's naughty."

Mother shuddered, shaking her head. Her forehead furrows. "He... he spanked you... Fucked you."

"Yes, I made him so hard, Mommy. Just like I make you so wet!"

Darkness crossed my vision. I gasped, my cunt clenching again as they prickling danced across my thoughts. It was such a powerful sensation. My mother let out a wicked moan. I blinked, shaking my head, my thoughts buzzing.

"Daughters have to spanked and used when they're naughty," I continued, the prickling dying down to a buzz as Mommy stared at me with a growing hunger in her green eyes. She licked her lips, her body shaking, her nipples hardening against her breasts. "They have to be tied up as a punishment. The opposite way of how you've handled me until now!"

"Tied up..." Mommy said. "Like BDSM?"

"Yes, yes, just like that!" I gasped in delight as my daddy groaned with my mommy. My heart pounded in my chest as I knelt on their bed, my small tits jiggling beneath me. "I was so naughty today. I wrecked Daddy's car! I masturbated in the hallway! I do that all the time, begging to be fucked by Daddy, acting like a slut."

"Yes," Mommy moaned. "A slut... You've been such a handful. You've made me so angry. I thought I should suppress it, but..."

"But when you're angry at me, you have to discipline me!" I moaned. "Make me submit to your punishment."

"Oh, young lady, we will," Daddy said, his hands stroking my sides, his dick half-hard in my pussy.

"Yes, yes, you've been such a naughty slut," Mommy moaned, her voice thick and throaty. Her hands went to the buttons of her blouse, working them down. "You've caused so many problems for me. You've driven me to my wits ends trying to be a good mother. Trying not to lose my anger with you. To not be a terrible parent like my mother."

"But now you see how wrong that was!" I gasped in delight as Daddy pulled out of me. His cum ran down my thighs, so hot and naughty.

Mother pulled off her blouse, her breasts constrained in a gray bra. She reached behind her, unhooking her bra, her tits spilling out, nice and round, with a plumpness about them that made me shiver. Her nipples fat and pink like my own (I had small tits, but big nubs). I licked my lips, such hunger surging through me as she unzipped her baggy mom jeans. She had matching panties beneath, the same design as her bra.

"Yes, yes, get naked to discipline me, Mommy," I moaned, no tingles at all racing about my thoughts. "Show me how wet I've made you. Ooh, you want to eat my pussy full of Daddy's cum. You love eating creampies!"

"I do," she said, barely more than an itch crossing my mind. "Such a treat."

"Yes!" I gasped as she shoved down her panties, revealing her pussy. Her shaved pussy. I blinked at that, my mother's pussy lips on display, pink and swollen, thrusting out of her vulva like the blossoms of a beautiful flower, her nectar beading on the folds. "You're going to love it."

She let out a purr of delight, nodding her head.

She walked to her closet naked, my eyes following her rump until I couldn't turn my neck any more. I stared down at the comforter, trembling, waiting for her to eat my creampie. Daddy sat on the bed beside me, his body strong. He was a tall man with short, black hair. He had a chiseled face, the perfect, masculine, fatherly features. And now that he'd gotten all that hippie nonsense out of his head so he could properly discipline me.

The closer door rattled open. Clothing rustled, hangers sliding across the wooden dowel. Was she looking for an outfit? Something creaked and then wood ground on wood. I frowned, wondering what she was doing. I looked over my shoulder and—

"Holy shit!"

My mom had opened up a hidden panel. Their closet was deeper than I thought. They had a whole compartment full of BDSM paraphernalia. There was a leather flogger, rope, restraints, handcuffs, a wooden paddle, nipple clamps, several dildos and vibrators, a pair of butt plugs, a wand massager, blindfolds, gags.

"What?" I gasped.

"Your mother gets naughty sometimes," Daddy said, his hand idly stroking my sore ass.

"What?" I gasped again. I couldn't believe this. My parents were into BDSM. And they didn't want to discipline me? What was wrong with them? I was so glad that I fixed them.

My mother grabbed something and advanced on the bed. I hardly noticed it as I kept staring at all the things they had. Nipple clamps! My nubs tingled. And what was that glove covered in little spikes? And was that a leather hood? Did Daddy put that on Mommy?

Mommy grabbed my black hair and jerked my head back. I gasped, delighting in the flare of pain across my scalp. My mouth opened wide as the heat rippled out of my pussy. My mommy was punishing me—

She shoved a gag into my mouth. Not a ball gag, but a wide ring that force my mouth to be open wide. I could thrust my tongue through it but couldn't move my jaw. She secured it behind my head. Something clicked. Like it had a lock.

Panic shot through me. My eyes widened. I tried to speak, but only mushy sounds came out, my tongue flailing around in my mouth. I couldn't speak. I couldn't give orders to my parents. I was utterly helpless. At their mercy.

I shuddered, the heat in my cunt growing as I stared into Mommy's green eyes. She stared down at me, a dark, satisfied grin on her face. She licked her lips, her hips swaying from side to side. She let out a purring moan.

"My mother always said children should be seen, not heard," she said, her voice a honey-smooth. Such a sultry sound. "I thought that was barbaric, but..."

I tried to say, "But now you know." It came out as an unintelligent mush. Drool ran down my chin. I couldn't stop it. I felt so demeaned. Like such a bad girl. It made my pussy tingle more. My nipples throbbed.

"You have been such a trial, Bess," she continued. "You've made me want to pull out my hair with your wild antics. And now... Your Father and I will punish you right. We'll mold you into a proper young lady."

I whimpered in delight. I was at their mercy, so helpless, and I loved it.

"Yes, we will," Daddy said. "Woman, I know you're hungry to eat that creampie."

"So much, Father," Mommy said.

She called him Father when they played BDSM? How did I not realize my parents were such kinky freaks? This was awesome. And now... Now I got to play with them. What would they do to me?

"Eat that barely legal cunt," Daddy growled. "Feast on that hot, little pussy. Clean out every drop of my cum out her snatch."

Yes, Father," Mommy moaned. "And you, you little tramp, get your Father's cock so hard. Put that whore mouth to use. You won't say those filthy words any longer. You won't backtalk us or give us sass with your mouth stuffed full of dick."

Her hand yanked my head down to my daddy's cock glistening with my juices. I smelled my spicy juices on him. I whimpered, more drool leaking out of my gagged mouth. The ring kept my mouth opened wide enough to swallow my daddy's dick. She grasped his half-hard shaft by the base and forced it into my mouth.

I sucked.

My tongue danced around the shaft, feeling it throb, tasting my spicy pussy. It was so naughty. My hips wiggled, more and more of his cum trickling out of me. It ran in thick rivulets down my thighs as I sucked with wanton abandon.

"That's it, young lady," Daddy groaned. "That's how you treat your father."

"Yes," Mommy moaned, moving around the bed. "Oh, Father, we're going to mold her into the perfect daughter." Her hands grasped my spanked rump. She squeezed, pain flaring across my butt-cheeks.

I shivered, moaning about my daddy's hardening cock. Her tongue lapped up my legs. She gathered the salty cum running down my thighs. She dragged her tongue up my skin, tingles racing ahead of it to my juicy pussy. I made such wanton, noisy suckling sound as my hips wiggled.

Her fingers dug into my asscheeks again. The wonderful flare of heat sent dizzy delight through me. I nursed hard on my daddy's dick. He was fully hard again. He groaned, his fatherly face twisting with the pleasure I gave him.

Mommy's tongue reached my pussy.

She nuzzled into my trimmed bush, her tongue lapping through my folds. She teased my pussy lips, sending such sweet delight through me. My mommy ate my pussy while I sucked my daddy's cock. This day couldn't get any better. I was naughty, and they punished me.

Her fingers kneaded my throbbing ass. The pain mixed with the pleasure. I loved it. I sucked as hard as I could on his dick. I bobbed my head, my little tits jiggling. Mommy licked again and again, gathering Daddy's incestuous seed as it poured out of my snatch.

"Mmm, she tastes like me, Father," Mommy said. "It's even better than when I scoop your cum out of my pussy."

"She's takes after naughty mother," Daddy said. "She has your green eyes. And she sucks cock with such enthusiasm."

"Wicked slut," Mommy moaned. Her hand smacked my spanked rump.

I moaned, my cunt clenching. Then her tongue buried into my snatch. She wiggled it deep, searching around inside of me. Pleasure built and built in the depths of my cunt as Mommy ate my snatch. She gathered all of Daddy's cum out of me that she could, stimulating my pussy walls.

Every flutter of her tongue brought me closer and closer to my orgasm. I reveled in this, bobbing my head, my tongue swirling about my daddy's cock. Drool ran down my chin. I felt like such a slutty whore. A wanton daughter.

It was everything I wanted.

My fingers dug into the bedspread as my pussy clenched about my mother's probing tongue. She swirled it around in me. I squirmed my hips back into her, grinding on her hot pussy lips. She feasted on me. She gave me such pleasure and such pain, her fingers digging into my rump.

"She's got such a hot cunt, Father," Mommy moaned.

"And a hot mouth, woman," he growled, his hands grabbing my head. He bobbed my head, fucking my mouth up and down his cock.

I utterly surrendered to his lusts. His cock brushed the back of my throat. He kept forcing my head down. I gasped, unable to stop him. I chocked and coughed. I gasped, a gurgling moan rising in my throat. Then he rammed his dick down my gullet. My eyes widened, heat swirling through my pussy.

He used me. It was amazing.

I came hard.

My pussy convulsed. My mommy's tongue fluttered through my cunt, lapping up the juices flooding out of me. Ecstasy shot through my body. Stars burst across my vision. I moaned about my daddy's cock, my throat constricting about his shaft.

He groaned. His head threw back. He let out low moans of delight. He enjoyed it. Even though I was cumming, I still gave him pleasure. My hips wiggled back and forth, rubbing against my mother's hungry mouth.

It felt amazing.

My parents used me. Pleasure rippled through my body. The waves washed through me. Daddy's fingers tightened in my hair. He ripped my mouth up his cock. I sucked the entire time, my pleasure peaking through me.

"Young lady!" Daddy growled.

His cum fired into my mouth.

Salty, delicious, thick, cream. It coated the roof of my mouth and my tongue. It swirled around my teeth. I gulped it down, swallowing every drop of my daddy's incestuous cream. My mommy's tongue wiggled through my pussy as another orgasm burst through me.

"That's it, young lady!" Daddy growled.

"That's how you please your father," my mommy moaned between licks. Her tongue fluttered against my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body. It was amazing. Sparks burst across my vision. I loved it. I wanted to be used over and over.

Daddy's cock erupted a final time into my mouth. I gulped it down, sucking in breaths through my nostrils as the rapture carried me to such heights of pleasure. He released my hair, gasping and groaning, his face flushed with the ecstasy I gave him.

"Mmm, young lady, you're earning our forgiveness," Mommy said, her fingers squeezing my rump once more. Then she let go. "But you have more to do."

"Yes," Daddy groaned. "Woman, you know what to do."

"Yes, Father," my mother purred.

I still couldn't believe my mother was my Daddy's submissive. It was so wild. I rested my head in my daddy's lap, his softening dick rubbing on my cheek. I panted, my heart pounding blood through my veins. Drool dribbled out of my open lips, making me feel even more like a wanton whore. I couldn't close my mouth. I couldn't talk. I could only give pleasure with my mouth. No talking back. No arguing. Just servicing my parents.

My mother gathered supplies. I trembled, a ball of excitement growing in my stomach. I wondered what she would do to me. I closed my eyes, waiting to find out. I breathed in the musk in the air, salty cum, my spicy pussy, my daddy's musk. It was so amazing.

She returned to the bed. She grabbed my right ankle, pulling my leg farther apart. She put a leather cuff around it. Then another one on my other ankle. I shuddered, feeling a bar connected to the cuffs, forcing my legs to stay apart.

"Put those hands behind your back, young lady," Mommy said, her voice so stern.

I whimpered and obeyed. This forced my head to rest on my daddy's hard cock. The trembles grew. My pussy dripped juices; my mouth drooled saliva. She grabbed my wrists, attaching leather cuffs to them, manacling my arms behind my back. I shivered, feeling even more helpless. I couldn't move now. I could only lie here and let them use me.

Discipline me.

Then I heard the familiar rip of duct tape. I shivered. Why did she have that?

She pressed something round against my pussy, as wide as my fist but curved. I shuddered at the feel of it against me. It connected to a long handle the length of my forearm. She pressed it against my right thigh and taped it to my leg, holding the end against me.

I wanted to ask what it—

It hummed to life.

My eyes bulged. It was a wand massager.

It stimulated my clit and pussy lips. The pleasure rippled through me. I gasped and groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. It attacked my snatch with bliss. My eyes squeezed shut as the ecstasy washed through me.

"Now think about what you've done, young lady," Mommy said. "I have to go make dinner. And your father has his work to do."

"Lawn won't mow itself," he laughed, lifting my head so he could slid out from beneath me and climb off the bed.

I moaned, my tongue wiggling in my spread-open mouth. I laid there, chin on the bed, my ass up in the air. The wand massager buzzed against me. It stimulated my entire pussy. The door closed, plunging the room into shadows. I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body wiggling, my limbs pulling at my restraints.

My orgasm swelled in me. I couldn't fight it. It was a rising tide of rapture. The vibrator made my clit ache. Sparks showered through my snatch. My cunt clenched. My juices flowed out of me, coating the massager with my cream. It ran down my thighs.

I cried out as the ecstasy convulsed through my pussy. It washed through my body and into my mind. Rapture smothered my thoughts. I moaned louder, wordless passion filling the room. The bed creaked as I shuddered. My hard nipples ached while my labia... My labia drank in the vibration, turning it into bliss.

Humming, euphoric bliss.

It wouldn't stop. It kept going and going. More and more vibrating rapture rippled through my body. My pussy spasmed and writhed. My entire body quaked. There was nothing I could do to stop it. The euphoria bliss surged through me.

Another orgasm exploded in my cunt. My juices bathed the wand massager. My eyes fluttered. Darkness washed across my vision. My hips wiggled from side to side. The buzzing end shifting on my clit, my labia.

It wouldn't end.

It kept going and going. I drowned in rapture. The pleasure verged on aching agony. My clit and labia so sensitive, growing numb from the humming delight. I drank in the ecstasy. Time vanished. There was only bliss.

Rapture.

Ecstasy.

How long would his last?

How long could I take never-ending bliss. I screamed out as another orgasm spasmed through my cunt. Juices flooded down my thighs. My drool flooded out of my mouth as I howled out in euphoria. The wand massager kept giving me delight.

Delight...

My punishment carried me into ecstasy.

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"Ooops," Cindy said, knocking over the computer monitor. It fell off the back of their father's desk, hitting the ground with a loud clatter.

"Cindy?" their father spluttered, the moans from the goddess's punishment cut off.

Mindy pushed off the second monitor. "Oh, no," she gasped then faced their father, a big grin on her face. "Sorry, Daddy."

"Sorry," Cindy said, her entire body shaking.

Their father rose, his face growing dark. "Panties off, young ladies."

"Yes, Daddy!" Cindy moaned with her twins.

Cindy pulled off her sodden panties down her lithe, young thighs. She stepped out of them, thrusting the dainty scrap of light-blue towards her father. A moment later, Mindy held her soft-pink panties in her hand. Her daddy snatched up their panties.

Cindy shuddered as her daddy shoved Mindy's panties into her own mouth. She tasted her twin sister's tart passion as she moaned into her improvised gag. Then her daddy shoved her own panties into Mindy's mouth, making her twin look so naughty.

"Bend those asses over the desk, young lady!"

Cindy moaned in delight into her panty gag.

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The orgasms never stopped.

I didn't know how many times I came. How many times my pussy convulsed in utter rapture. It drowned me. In bliss. It swamped my mind with ecstasy. My pussy ached. The wand massager gave me so much rapture it hurt. My labia and clit grew so sore, overstimulated.

And that just made my climaxes spasm my cunt harder. Made me scream louder. I trembled on the bed, my thighs slicked with my pussy juices. My spicy musk filled my every inhalation. My heart thundered in my chest. The bed creaked as I writhed.

The wand massager was relentless. It would never end. It would keep me in this world of bliss. I would cum and cum and cum. I would drown in orgasms.

Ecstasy.

Rapture.

Something hot splashed on my ass. I shuddered, wiggling my hips as this thick cream spilled over my burning asscheeks. I didn't know what it was. Couldn't understand more than just the feel of it running over my rump. It dribbled into my butt-crack and soothed the dull ache from my spanking.

I whimpered in wordless bliss, another orgasms surging through me. My pussy convulsed as my labia and clit begged for relief from the buzzing bliss. Stars burst across my vision a more and more of the cream spurted on my ass. A salty, familiar scent filled my nose.

And then the buzzing ended.

It took me a minute to even realized the vibrating assault on my pussy had ceased. That it no longer hummed away against me. My cunt still spasmed. Bliss still pumped through my veins. Ecstasy still burned through my system.

I blinked my eyes, realizing the bedroom lights had turned back on. My parents stood over me, both naked, Mommy's nipples hard and her shaved pussy glistening with her juices. She stroked Daddy's cock as they stared down at me. White cum dripped from the edge of his dick.

"Mmm, young lady," Mommy purred, releasing his cock and rubbing the hot cream—his cum—into my ass. "Let me soothe away all that hurt. Your punishment is over. I hoped you learned your lesson."

I moaned, pulling at the restraints, unable to answer her.

"Mmm, I hope you didn't," she purred. "Father and I want to keep disciplining you. We'll mold you into being a proper, young lady."

"Just like I had to mold your mother," Daddy said, stroking his half-hard cock.

I whimpered in delight, feeling at once both so exhausted and so eager for more fun. Especially as Mommy's fingers worked his cum into my rump like it was a fine lotion. She followed the rivulets across my skin and even dipped her digits into my butt-crack.

My eyes widened when she found my sphincter. I moaned as she stroked my puckered hole. Her finger massaged his cum into my anal ring. My pussy clenched. A hot trickle of my pussy cream ran down my thigh, stimulating my skin.

"Mmm, yes, yes, you need to learn to be a proper young lady," Mommy moaned as the tip of her finger penetrated my asshole.

My eyes bulged at the feel of her digit worming into my asshole. She pumped it in and out, using Daddy's cum to lube the way. It sent such naughty ripples through my body. It stimulated me in ways I'd never expected.

My bowels clenched down on her finger, drinking in the new sensation, so glad my pussy had some relief. I whimpered, my eyes fluttered as I watched Daddy. He stared down at me, such hunger in his fatherly face, his hand stroking his hard dick.

"Mmm, Father, she's still being naughty," Mommy purred. "Just listen to her."

"She is making such wicked noises," Daddy said. "Young lady, you haven't learned anything. We're going to have to keep punishing you, aren't we?"

I moaned out in delight, my entire body shaking, my asshole squeezing down so hard on my mommy's finger.

Mommy purred and shoved a second finger into my asshole. I groaned as she stimulated me. This delicious heat boiled out of my asshole and into my pussy. I wiggled my hips, rubbing my pussy against the wand massager still taped to my thighs.

Daddy leaned down. He pulled at the tape. Hard. I screamed as the sticky restraint ripped at my skin. My entire body convulsed at the surge of wicked pain through me. My toes curled. Stars floated across my vision. I gasped again as he ripped the second piece, the wand massager falling away from my cunt.

"The little slut loved that, Father. Her asshole clenched down so hard on my fingers." Mommy jammed her two digits deeper into my rectum.

"We are going to have spend all night educating her," Daddy said.

"Mmm, yes," Mommy moaned. Then her tongue flicked across my pussy lips. I shuddered, the touch feeling cool against my burning, overstimulated labia.

Her licks were gentle, soothing. Just enough to make me tingle. I shook, my arms pulling at the handcuffs, the leather rubbing on my lower back. I sucked in breaths through my open mouth, more drool leaking out, soaking into the bed.

Daddy rummaged through the BDSM closet. I shivered in delight, aching to see what he would find. He chuckled. "Perfect."

"Mmm, I bet it is, Father," Mommy purred before she probed her tongue with delicate care into the depths of my cunt.

Daddy mounted the bed, the springs creaking. He stretched out on his side behind me, his fists clenched about something small. I whimpered, wiggling my hips, my asshole clenching and relaxing on Mommy's probing fingers.

Daddy opened his hands. A nipple clamp rested in each palm, the snapping, metal jaws covered in a thin layer of pink felt. I shivered, my fat nubs throbbing. He just gave me such a strong smile as he opened and closed them both.

I whimpered and wiggled.

"Mmm, yes, Father, punish our wicked daughter!"

I gasped as he pinched the first nipple. A rush of pain shot through me. My nub ached until the initial flare died down to a pulsing throb matching the beat of my pounding heart. It pulled at my small breast, distending my nipple. As I shook, it swayed, adding sparks of agony to the bliss my mommy's tongue and fingers stirred in my cunt.

Then Daddy clamped my second nipple.

I moaned through the ring gag. My jaw ached, wanting to snap shut. I whimpered and shuddered. The clamps transformed my nipples into pulsing points of pain. My nostrils flared as heavy exhales burst out of them.

"There, young lady, think about what you've done," he said. "You keep being a naughty whore, and we'll have to keep punishing you."

"Mmm, yes." Mommy's tongue fluttered against my clit. She forced a third finger into my asshole.

My eyes widened as my sphincter spread wider and wider about my digits. Daddy groaned, stroking his dick as he watched Mommy play with my asshole. He had such a hungry look on his face as his cock swelled harder and harder.

"Get that ass ready for me, woman."

"Yes, Father."

My eyes widened. My entire body shook, jiggling my little titties, the clamps pulling on my abused nipples. I moaned in wanton need, squeezing my bowels down on those three fingers stretching me out, getting me ready for my daddy's cock.

What a wonderful day.

I wanted to cry out my thanks to the crazy institute for giving me mind control powers.

Mommy licked through my pussy folds again, moaning her delight. She jammed her digits deep into my rectum. She wiggled them around, making me squirm. She stimulated my anal sheath, the sensation so different from having my pussy played with.

So wonderful.

"She's ready for you, Father."

"Mmm, good," Daddy said.

Mommy ripped my fingers out of my asshole. She stretched out over the bed, her round tits swaying, and kissed Daddy on the lips, her mouth stained with my juices. Daddy tasted them on her lips, his fingers pinching her nipples hard.

Mommy whimpered, sounding just like me as he distended those fat, pink nubs. Her tits stretched. He abused them. My nipples ached harder, feeling the clamps biting into them. I whimpered, wiggling in my restrains.

"Enjoy her, Father," Mommy said, breathless. "Her ass is so tight."

"As tight as yours when I broke it in, woman?"

"Tighter!"

Daddy let out a groan of delight. He grinned. "Woman, enjoy our daughter's mouth on that slutty cunt."

Mommy squealed like a little girl. "Yes, Father!"

She kissed him again, thrusting her tongue into his mouth while her breasts pressed against his, his cock rubbing on her stomach. He kissed her back, devouring her mouth. He rolled her onto her back, atop her.

She gasped as he rammed into her cunt. My asshole clenched in envy. I thought he was going to fuck me. Mommy quivered beneath him, whimpering into his kiss as he pumped away at her snatch. Frustration swirled through me.

If I could talk...

Then Daddy ripped his cock out of her cunt. It thrust hard and glistening before him and... I groaned in realization. He moved behind me, pressing his lubed dick between my butt-cheeks and finding my sphincter. Mommy, shivering in delight, moved up the bed, settling before me, her pussy inches from my face.

She grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her pussy. She tasted spicy. Like me. "Eat my cunt, young lady!"

I moaned into her snatch my tongue thrusting through my forced-open lips. I fluttered it through her folds, gathering her spicy flavor, reveling in the incestuous delight of her pussy. I trembled, my body shaking, my daddy's cock poised at the entrance of my cunt and—

Daddy thrust.

I groaned.

My asshole surrendered.

I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed into Mommy's juicy cunt. My anal ring spread wider and wider. It stretched and stretched to swallow the tip of Daddy's pussy-lubed cock. He popped into my bowels and slid deeper and deeper into me.

I pressed my face tight into my mother's shaved cunt. My tongue buried into her depths as Daddy filled my bowels. He was so thick. So huge. My anal sheath clenched about him, feeling every inch of his girth in me.

"Young lady," Daddy groaned, his voice so throaty.

"Mmm, enjoy her ass, Father!" Mommy pulled harder on my hair, keeping my face planted against her cunt. The very cunt that birthed me. "Fuck our wanton daughter so hard. She's wanted this for so long."

"So long," grunted Daddy.

Then he drew back. My eighteen-year-old body shuddered as his cock slid through my anal sheath. My bowels gripped down on him, celebrating the velvety friction. The heat melted into my pussy. My cunt drank in the sensation.

He slammed into me. His crotch smacked my spanked ass. My titties jiggled. The nipple clamps swayed. Pain and pleasure surged through my body, assaulting me from every direction. I moaned into my mommy's cunt as my tongue flailed through her folds.

Mommy groaned. Her tits jiggled as she ground her hot cunt against me. I feasted on her incestuous twat. I reveled in pleasing the very hole that birthed me. I came from this pussy. The cock fucking my ass planted me in this cunt.

I groaned in wordless pleasure.

"Yes, yes, yes," grunted Daddy as he plowed my asshole. He buried over and over into me, his crotch spanking my rump again and again.

My pussy clenched every time.

"Fuck, you have a tight ass, young lady."

"Mmm, and an agile tongue." Mommy twisted her fingers around my hair. "Oh, yes, yes, young lady, eat my cunt. Feast on it. Drive that tongue so deep into me and make me explode!"

I wanted that. So badly. I wanted to feast on her. To devour that delicious pussy. I wanted to drink her cream as it gushed out of her pussy. I flailed my tongue through her pussy folds, devouring my first cunt, reveling in the incestuous bliss while Daddy pounded my asshole so hard.

His every thrust brought me closer and closer to my orgasm. My eyes rolled back in my head as I shuddered. His dick thrust so hard. His wonderful, incestuous shaft gave me such rapture. My body shuddered, my nipples throbbed, my asshole burned.

Juices poured out of my pussy as my orgasm swelled and swelled.

My tongue flicked at my mommy's clit as I came closer to cumming. Ripples of heat washed through me as my parent's used my body. Mommy ground her cunt against me, her tits heaving, pleasuring crossing her face.

"Oh, Father, our wanton daughter is making me feel so good!"

"Good!" he grunted, thrusting even harder, his balls smacking into my taint. They felt so heavy with his seed. "Young lady! Keep working that ass back. I'm going to dump so much cum into your wanton asshole. You want it so badly, slut!"

I did!

I squeezed my bowels around his dick, whimpering while my tongue assaulted Mommy's clit. I gave them all the pleasure I could while bliss rippled out of my pussy. The pressure swelled in my core. I locked my lips around my mother's nub, sucking so hard on it.

She squealed. Her fingers pulled at my hair. Her entire body heaved.

"You nasty slut!" she cried out. "Young lady, you are a pussy-licking whore!"

My mother bathed my face with her excitement. Her hot, spicy cream poured out of her cunt. It spilled over my cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut, whimpering, loving the delight. More and more of her cream stained my cheeks. It felt wonderful. Magical. I never wanted this to stop. I wanted it to keep washing over me.

I drank it up. I licked and lapped up the flood of pussy juices gushing out of her cunt. The wondrous delight poured into my mouth. My cunt grew hotter. I bucked back into my daddy's hard thrusts.

He grunted. "Damn! Young lady, damn! You made your mother cum!"

His cock buried to the hilt in my bowels. The hard impact of his crotch smacking my burning ass rocked my body forward. My nipples screamed in momentary pain, stretched by the clamps. My body drank in it.

Daddy erupted into my asshole.

His hot cum jetted into my bowels. It sloshed inside of me. My eyes squeezed shut. I moaned into my mother's cunt, my tongue wiggling through her folds. Pleasure surged through me as Daddy grunted with each blast.

"You are a whore, young lady!" growled my daddy. "An anal whore!"

I screamed out in rapture, my orgasm exploding through me.

Juices gushed out of my cunt and flooded down my thighs.

My entire body quaked and quivered.

Rapture surged through my body and drowned my mind.

I moaned and gasped into my mommy's spicy cunt. Stars danced through my vision. My pussy convulsed. My asshole writhed about my daddy's cock, milking out every drop of incestuous cum. The bliss surged through me. It inundated every inch of my body, a wondrous flood that had me quivering in delight.

My pleasure surged through me. I loved this. I loved mind-controlling my parents into treating me like their little whore. To use me. To punish me. I panted into my mommy's pussy, my jaw aching, my nipples throbbing, my bowels burning, and my asshole spasming.

Pleasure and pain.

Agony and ecstasy.

I loved them both. I was like my mother, a BDSM slut. I nuzzled into her pussy as Daddy pulled his cock out of my asshole. His cum trickled out of my sphincter and ran down to my bush, matting my silk. I sucked in breaths, my wrists chafing, my arms sore, my body trembling from being restrained for hours.

"Mmm, Father, we have got to introduce my sister to this form of discipline," Mommy purred. "She would just love it."

"So would Georgia," Daddy said.

I groaned, imagining Georgia, my cousin and partner in crime, getting spanked and fucked by my hunky Uncle Wayne and my sexy Aunt Louisa, mom's sister. I wanted that so badly. I would educate them, too.

I couldn't wait.

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Tears fell down Cindy's cheeks as she beamed in delight. Her ass burned so wonderfully. She stared at her twin sister, their cheeks both pressed against their daddy's desk. Mindy, too, had tears staining her flushed features, her dark eyes glazed.

Cindy moaned into her panty gag as her daddy's cock rammed home into her cunt. Her barely legal snatch clenched down on it, the bliss shuddering through her. She whimpered as he fucked her hard, his crotch smacking into her disciplined rump.

Thank you, Goddess Bess, she thought, thank you for suffering and being an example to my sister and me.

To be continued...

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 3: Daughter's Bondage Punishment

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female exhibitionist, Lesbian, Male / Females, Male Domination, Male/Female, Mind Control, Spanking, Virginity, Voyeurism

Introduction:

With her mind control powers, Bess shows her virginal cousin Georgia she needs to be disciplined, too!

Submissive Incest Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Three: Daughter's Bondage Punishment

By mypenname3000

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

I whimpered into the ring gag, keeping my mouth forced open, as my mother worked the butt plug into my asshole. My well-spanked rump burned as her left hand gripped it, her right pressed the conical toy deeper and deeper into me. Saliva ran down my chin, leaking out of my mouth. The ring kept my mouth open wide enough to suck my dad's cock while keeping me from being able to talk.

It made me feel so helpless. Though I had gained mind control powers from the strange halo that the weird Institute of Apotheosis had sent me. With it, I had educated my parents to stop being such hippies when it came to disciplining me. No more wanting to talk, no more thinking my misbehavior was a cry for attention. Now they punished me. Spanked me. Tied me up.

Fucked me.

The butt plug popped into my asshole. I groaned, my newly deflowered pussy clenching. I whimpered, my eighteen-year-old body trembling. My hands pulled at the cuffs binding them behind my back. My legs shifted as much as the spreader bar would allow. I groaned, my bowels clenching down on the toy filling me up, trapping my dad's cum in me.

It was so wild. I couldn't believe that my parents were into BDSM.

"Dinner is ready, Father," Mom said. She called dad that when they were playing their BDSM games. She was his submissive. I know where I got my desire to be dominated from.

"Sounds great," Dad said, stretching, naked and hunky. He stood tall, his hair black like mine, so strong and sexy. I shivered, my pussy clenched as my juices ran down my thighs. His cock wasn't hard, but it was still so impressive.

He'd fucked all my holes.

"Free her, slut," Dad ordered.

"Yes, Father."

I groaned in relief as my mother freed my wrists. I finally could move. I'd been bound for hours as part of my punishment. She removed the spreader bar next then finally took out the ring gag. I worked my jaw, trying to get feeling back into it. I shuddered at being ungagged, now able to order my parents around with my new mind control powers.

I didn't want to.

"Come on, you naughty whore," Mom said as I sat up, my small breasts jiggling, both my fat nipples aching, pinched by nipple clamps. "I bet you're starving."

"Yes, Mother," I said, my voice a little raw, sore from lack of use.

I stood up and groaned as the nipple clamps pulled at my nubs. The butt plug shifted in my rear. I shivered, my stomach twisting. I let out a whimper of pain. Fresh throbbing assaulted my nipples. Fresh pain that washed through me and made my pussy clench. Such a delicious, wonderful, naughty sensation.

I drank in the pain. I absorbed it. It made me feel so wicked. I breathed in deeply against it.

Mom smiled at me and put her arms around my shoulder. "Young lady, you love it, don't you?"

I nodded my head.

She kissed me on the forehead. Then I lifted my lips. Mom hesitated, maybe some residual question at her actions, before she kissed me. I had to mind control her into accepting incest. Into being dominant for me like Dad was.

I groaned into her kiss while Dad watched us. He had a grin on his face that proclaimed how lucky he was.

I walked with Mom out of their bedroom, glancing into my bedroom. The box the Halo came in was gone; no packing peanuts littered the hallway. My mom was a clean freak. She couldn't abide anything disordering her house for too long. Not that she would ever yell at me about it in the past. She would just brightly tell me, "An orderly house is so much better than a cluttered one. I hope one day you see that, but it's okay for you to express your individuality."

At least the new her would discipline me now instead of being so frustratingly understanding.

Going down the stairs made me whimper. My breasts bounced more, the nipple clamps tugging on my abused nubs while the butt plug really stirred in my cum-filled bowels. It stimulated me in a nice way, adding a tingling heat that met the jolts of pain shooting from my tits.

Every step reminded me of their domination. It was amazing. Finally, thanks to the halo and my mind control powers, I had the parents I wanted. I had more than I imagined. I had all my kinky fantasies fulfilled and in ways I never imagined.

BDSM!

How deliciously exciting.

I sucked in a breath as I sat down, my spanked butt-cheeks reminding me of Dad's punishment. I whimpered, my butt plug pushed deeper into my bowels. My hands clenched as I groaned through my clenched teeth. I drank in the pain. I welcomed it.

My parents disciplined me!

Part of me wanted to cry. Not from the pain, but from the joy.

"I love that feeling," Mom said to me as she carried the salad she'd made from the kitchen. "That wonderful reminder of your father's hand. There were times I drove you to school with my ass burning from being spanked the night before."

I still couldn't believe that they did this. I wanted to talk, but then I might give them orders. I shouldn't do that. I had all this power, but I needed to be controlled by them. I needed to be dominated. It was the proper way of things.

Dad took the head of the table, seating there the way the patriarch should. Strong and commanding as Mom came in with the tuna casserole, a savory scent filling the air. She must have left it to stay warm in the oven while they came upstairs to play with me.

"I read the instruction manual that came with your box," Dad said as Mom dished up his food. She always dished up the food. I never realized that it was a sign that she was serving him. I felt so blind.

Then I realized what Dad said. I blinked and stared at him.

"I know what you did to us, young lady," he said.

"You're not angry but happy I did it," I said, speaking clearly. "Both of you." A tiny prickle ran across my thoughts as I changed them ever so slightly.

"Of course we are happy, young lady," Mom said, dishing up my food now. "We both understand that it was wrong of us not to discipline you."

"It's an... interesting device," Father continued. "It has effects on your body. It speeds up your body's recovery. Your ass is already healing. I spanked you hard, and you won't even have bruises by tomorrow. I'm going to have to spank you often to make the discipline stick."

A wonderful shiver ran through me.

"When your done with dinner, you will text your cousin and get her to come over here." His eyes fell on me, something hungry stirring in them. "She has to be punished for wrecking my car with you, young lady."

"Yes, Daddy," I said a hot wave washing through me. "She's a naughty slut, too."

There was something in his eyes. Something so powerful. I knew he'd thought about fucking me—I mean, I was masturbating and moaning how I wanted him to fuck me for a while to see how far I could push my parents—but did he also want to fuck Georgia? She was a brassy-haired girl with blue eyes.

She was a hottie.

I couldn't wait. I dug into my food. I had to eat as fast as possible.

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Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis, shivered as her ex-husband said, "We should buy some of the equipment like the goddess's parents own."

Deidre swallowed as she stared at the screen of Bess Atwater eating her food as fast as possible, eager to be a submissive slut for her parents. The gods each had their own lessons to teach. The previous four had dominated to some extent, but now there was a goddess showing how to be a good submissive. How someone should submit to a father or a husband.

Or an ex-husband?

"You want to make sure our daughter is punished?" she asked Robert. Together, they had twins, Alex and Alexis. Since the last god, Randy Lyon, had revealed brothers should fuck and breed their sisters, Alex and Alexis had been inseparable, their flesh united once more, joined together the way it once had been in Deidre's womb.

"I think our son has her in hand," Robert said. "But what about you? You're a naughty wife."

A hot shiver ran through Deidre's body. The third god, Michael Horne, had shown that wives needed to be punished when they were cheating whores. Like Deidre had been. She'd destroyed her marriage with her affair. She hadn't meant to cheat on Robert, but they were working so hard to make Dr. Blavatsky's vision of the new gods come true after the death of him and his wife. She'd grown apart from Robert, and...

"Maybe we should," she said, her pussy on fire. Since her punishment, the rift between them had slowly mended. They were becoming a family again because of the new gods.

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I knelt naked before the door, trembling, waiting for Georgia to arrive. She texted she'd be right over. For Georgia, that could be in the next few minutes or the next hour. I had invited her to stay over. My mom had to talk to her mom because unlike me, Georgia's parents actually punished her. Despite being eighteen, they grounded her because she still lived at home. Even being grounded would have been an improvement over the way they had treated me.

I trembled, so eager for her to arrive, to be punished, too. She deserved it. I didn't have the nipple clamps on. I squirmed, my rump resting on my calves, the butt plug filling my bowels. Dad was right. My ass didn't burn nearly as much as it had an hour ago. The nanites in me that let my brain waves write over others also healed my body, gave me more sexual stamina, and had effects on those in my life.

"Father will have more virility," Mom had explained as we ate dinner like a family. "Which is good if he has another submissive girl to please."

My pussy leaked juices. I felt so swollen there. I wished I was gagged, but I would have to give Georgia directions. Mom bustled in the kitchen, humming as she cleaned the way she always did. She was naked save for the apron.

"We don't have to hide things from Bess any longer," Dad had said, "so, slut, you will go naked at all times. You can wear an apron though. I like seeing you in your apron."

Mom had giggled like a little girl.

Finally, after waiting for an eternity kneeling before the door, but was only like fifteen minutes, I heard footsteps crunching up the path. I hoped it was my cousin. A shadow moved through the frosted windows in our front door. It opened.

Georgia and I spent enough time at the other's house that we just walked in. We were family, our mothers were sisters. She burst in wearing a pair of tight jeans and a belly shirt that cupped her round breasts. We were both eighteen, only a few months apart in age. I felt like she was my sister. I told her everything, how I masturbated to my father (which she thought was hot) to how I misbehaved at home to get them to punish me.

"Hey, Bess, what's so..." Her jaw dropped as she stared at me. "Holy shit, are you just going full nudist to see how far your parents will let you go? What did your mom say when she saw you? I bet it was, 'Oh, what an interesting phase you're going through, Bess. I fully support your expression. It's your body and you should be proud of it.' Am I close?"

"Something even better," I said, staring up at her. "When a young lady is bad and naughty, she needs to be punished. Hard. She has to be spanked and bound and treated like a BDSM slave."

My thoughts prickled hard. My cousin gasped, the words so alien to her. My vision fuzzed for a moment, my brainwaves working so hard to change her, to mold her. She blinked at me as everything shifted in her.

"And when you make your parents have to discipline you, then you have to satiate them. You have to let them use your body," I continued. This hurt more. The pain almost overwhelmed me for a moment. But my dad wanted me to say these words, to explain it to her. "It excites you to please your parents, the person who punishes you, with your body."

"Holy shit," Georgia said, shaking her head, her blue eyes wide. "Are you saying...?"

"My parents used me, Georgia," I said, hopping to my feet, my bowels squeezing down on my butt plug. "They punished me for being a bad girl. And... you were a bad girl, too, Georgia. What does that mean?"

"That I need to be punished," she said, her eyes widening. "Oh, shit, I need to go home to my parents."

"No!" I shouted, more prickling electrified my thoughts. I couldn't let her leave. Dad wanted to punish her. Fuck her. "My parents can discipline you, too. You're my cousin. You're family! You have to submit to my parents. To let them use you, too."

"Oh, damn," Georgia groaned. "Wow... That's... Wow..."

I nodded my head. I took her hand and pulled her into the house. "You have to strip. Naughty young ladies have to go naked in this house."

A faint prickle. After what I'd just done to her brain, this was only a small correction. Her hands shot to the hem of her top. She pulled it off, her round breasts jiggling in her bra. I was so jealous of her tits. They were bigger than mine. She had fat, pink nipples like Mom and me, but her tits were a nice B cup verging on a C where I had little A's. It sucked. We were the same age.

Shame the Halo couldn't give me bigger tits.

Georgia reached behind her. She shrugged her shoulders out of the straps. Her breasts came into sight, her pink nipples hard and thrusting forward, just perfect to be clamped. To be played with. I couldn't help reaching over and tweaking one.

She gasped. "I guess... we'll be... doing stuff, too."

"Oh, yes," I nodded, my pussy growing wetter. I hadn't ever really thought of my cousin in a sexual way, but... God, she was sexy. "You got the hots for me." My thoughts prickled harder.

"Wow," Georgia said. "I do. It's like... Like you're... you're opening my eyes."

I just grinned at her as she wiggled out of her jeans. She pushed them down her lithe legs, revealing the thong she wore beneath. I licked my lips. I'd seen her naked so many times, I knew she had a shaved pussy, but now I wanted to witness her body. To lust over it. She pushed down her thong.

I groaned at the sight of her shaved twat, this tight, virginal slit. Like me, she hadn't had sex, but she wanted it. Just waiting for the right boy to come along. Or the right man. I shivered, so thrilled that she would lose her virginity to the same man who took mine.

"Oh, Georgia, you've blossomed into such a beautiful young lady," Mom said as she walked naked into the room, holding a ball gag in her hand. Like the ring gag, it had a lock on it. I had to stay gagged, or I would just start giving orders.

I shouldn't be in power longer than was necessary. I needed to be dominated. Controlled.

"Hey, Aunt Meredith," my cousin said, blinking at the sight of my naked mother, her light-brown hair swaying about her hair.

Mom's green eyes sparkled as she held up the ball gag. I didn't resist as she shoved the red ball into my mouth. Then she pulled the straps tight about my head, the lock clicking into place. A flutter of panic shot through me.

I was no longer in control. I had lost all my power. I had to be truly submissive now. And it was wonderful. That helplessness only made me groan. Made me shiver. Made my pussy burn and ache. This was so wonderful. This is what I craved.

I just had to gain superpowers to gain it.

"Follow, young ladies," Mom said, her voice stern. "Father awaits."

"Father?" whispered Georgia, shooting me a questioning glance. "Oh, right, can't talk."

I just moaned, wanting to tell her. My teeth pressed into the rubber, the flavor filling my mouth.

Naked, we padded after my mother, the butt plug shifting in my bowels. My eyes fell on her ass, swaying back and forth. She kept in great shape, her body lush and firm. It made my pussy ache and burn. Excitement swept through me, this flush of heat that washed down my veins. My sexual juices flowed, matting my black bush. I shivered, trembling, so eager for this.

Daddy waited in the living room, sitting naked on his recliner, his cock hard and rampant before him. He grinned like a sultan witnessing his harem parading before him, his strong eyes feasting on our flesh. I shivered as Mom knelt before him.

I fell to my knees on her right, the butt plug shifting in my ass, sending an exciting wave through me After a moment, Georgia joined us, her cheeks red, her brassy-brown hair swaying about her shoulders. Her round breasts had such a nice bounce to them. She shivered, licking her lips, looking so nervous.

Daddy surveyed us then his eyes fell down on Georgia. "You were a naughty slut today, Georgia, by helping my daughter steal my Mustang and wrecking it, weren't you?"

"Sorry, sir," Georgia said, her voice tight and throaty. "I didn't think we'd wreck it. We just wanted to show off."

"You didn't think about the consequences," he growled. "You and Bess never do. You just think you can do whatever you want. It's our fault. Your parents, my wife, me. We were lax with all of you. We didn't take you and Bess in hand and treat you like the wanton sluts you are."

"Sluts?" groaned Georgia. "I'm a virgin, sir."

"But you have those wanton desires. You've thought about doing such wicked things. It drives you to misbehave, doesn't it? That hot cunt between your thighs makes you do wicked things."

Georgia shivered. "Yes, sir," she said, her blue eyes wide, her voice sounding shocked like she couldn't believe she was answering him. "I... I do have a hot cunt between my thighs." Her cheeks flamed now. "I... I..."

"That's okay, young lady," Mom said, rubbing her back. "Your mother and I both have hot cunts, too. But when you're bad, you have to be punished." Mom leaned against her. "Look at his cock. Look at how hard it is. Because of you, you naughty slut."

"Me, Aunt Meredith?"

"You, my daughter, and me." Mom licked Georgia's ear, her hand sliding down to grope my cousin's ass. My pussy dripped. I wanted to speak. My tongue pressed on the ball gag, wishing to shove it out of my mouth. But I couldn't. I had to be silent. Powerless.

Vulnerable.

"We're all such wanton whores. And we need to be controlled. Punished." Mom nipped Georgia's ear. "You made that cock hard, so suck it, slut. Suck it while taking your punishment."

"I've never sucked a cock before," Georgia whispered even as she moved, her body obeying because of my commands. "I don't know how."

"You'll figure it out, young lady," Daddy growled. "You're going to make me cum with that mouth."

"Yes, sir," she moaned as she rose, her hands grabbing his thighs. She bent over, her breasts swaying, her brassy hair falling down past her face. Her hands grabbed his thighs, squeezing his muscular thighs as she leaned over.

My pussy clenched as I watched her mouth coming closer and closer to his dick. I whimpered into my ball gag. His shaft twitched. My cousin licked her lips moments before she reached my father's cock. Her tongue flicked out, brushing the tip of his cock, gathering a drop of precum. For a breathless moment, the drop glistened on her tongue.

Then she pulled it into her mouth.

I swayed as she licked again and again. She was pleasing my father. She was making amends for what we did today. He groaned, pleasure crossing his face as her tongue danced across the crown of his dick. Then her lips kissed it, nuzzled at it, sucked at it.

Her mouth slid over his cock. She moaned as she sucked, her cheeks hollowing. Her breasts swayed as she trembled, sucking her first-ever cock. My mouth watered at the sight of my cousin blowing my daddy.

Because of me.

"That's it, young lady," Daddy groaned, her saliva staining his shaft as she pleasured him. "Work that whore-mouth up and down my dick."

I glanced at my cousin's ass wiggling back and forth, her rump pale and ivory. Juices glistened on her virgin pussy lips, her vulva so plump and red. Cream fell down her thighs, thick rivulets were dribbling down her flesh. It looked so yummy. I wanted to eat her and...

And I couldn't. I didn't have my ring gag in my mouth. Maybe I should order my parents to only use that gag...

No! They controlled me. I had to remember that. I couldn't let this power seduce me.

"The slut is making amends," Daddy groaned. "But she needs to be punished. She needs to have that naughty ass spanked."

"Yes, Father," Mom moaned then glanced at me. "On your feet, young lady. We have to discipline your naughty cousin."

My eyes widened. Did she mean...?

She did. We were going to spank Georgia, at Daddy's command, while she sucked him. I groaned as I rose, my pussy growing even hotter, my butt plug shifting in me. This was so wicked. This was so wild. I stared at my cousin's rump, standing on her left. She needed to have that crimson flush blushing her cheeks staining her rear.

Mom cocked back her arm, hand open wide, and smacked down.

CRACK!

The stinging sound sent a flutter through me, my bowels clenching down on my butt plug. A bright, red handprint blossomed on my cousin's rump. She moaned on my daddy's cock. She sucked hard, making a sloppy noises. It was so hot. So nasty. And it was my turn.

I drew back my hand, trembling, a strange exhilaration surged through me as Daddy's dark eyes stared at me. My hand snapped down. The air streaked by. And then—

SMACK!

I felt the stinging impact in my hand. Her butt-cheek rippled. Red rose to the surface. Proof that I had punished her for my daddy. My cousin groaned, her eyes squeezing shut. She sucked so hard on his cock, sounding so wanton.

CRACK!

Mom's hand fell down on her right butt-cheek, landing in a different spot, spreading the red.

SMACK!

My pussy clenched as my hand landed on my cousin's left butt-cheek. I loved the sound. The sting on my hand. The blush of her ass.

"That's it," Daddy groaned, voice growing thick with pleasure. His hand grabbed Georgia's brassy hair, holding it tight in his fist. "Suck my cock while you take your punishment, young lady."

Yes!

CRACK!

Georgia moaned, her hips wiggling from Mom's hand.

SMACK!

I whimpered as I landed my third spanking on her ass, feeling the heat of her rump. I gave her a squeeze.

CRACK!

SMACK!

CRACK!

SMACK!

The rhythm of the spanking echoed through the living room. I swayed and groaned, the sound rippling around us. Georgia moaned, sucking harder and harder, bobbing her mouth as she took her punishment. More and more of her pussy juices dribbled down her thighs, down my mother's thighs, down mine. We were all wet, the scents of our hot cunts mixing in the air.

Perfuming the punishment.

Her ass grew brighter and brighter red, grew hotter and hotter. I savored every impact. I was merely an extension of Daddy's will, dispensing his punishment on the whore. It made me dizzy with delight to serve him. To ensure that he received such pleasure.

"That's it, young lady," he growled. Then his dark eyes flicked from me to my mother. "Spank the naughty whore. And slut... harder. Make her feel it."

"Yes, Father," Mom groaned.

CRACK!

Georgia yelped about my father's cock, tears falling down her face. But her back arched her rump up at us. Though it hurt her, she craved more. She wanted to keep being disciplined. To keep being spanked.

SMACK!

I gave it to her. I punished my slutty cousin, my thighs rubbing together, my clit on fire. I wanted to masturbate, but Daddy hadn't given me any orders to. It was so hard to deny myself. I was a goddess. The institute had given me these powers.

But I submitted to my daddy.

CRACK!

SMACK!

"Take your punishment, young lady," Daddy groaned.

"Yes, yes, suck his cock!" Mom hissed.

CRACK!

"Suck on my dick so hard, young lady!"

SMACK!

My cousin whimpered, her entire body shook as Daddy groaned. His face contorted with rapture. I moaned into my ball gag as he came into my cousin's mouth. He pumped blast after blast of his spunk down her throat. He groaned, his hand tightening in her hair. His chair creaked.

I stared at him with such delight, so happy for him that he had reached his climax. That he had exploded into my cousin's mouth. I wanted to scream out, "Flood her whore-mouth, Daddy! Use her! Use the slut!" But I couldn't.

So I moaned as I swayed.

CRACK!

"Swallow all that cum, slut!" moaned Mom.

SMACK!

My cousin whimpered, her throat working as she gulped down that yummy, salty flood. I shuddered in delight, ripples of almost orgasmic pleasure buzzing through my body. I felt so alive. So in need of cumming. I needed to be fucked. I wanted to rip off my ball gag—

Stop thinking like that!

"Damn, young lady, for a virgin cock-sucker, you were such a slut."

Georgia whimpered.

"Now kneel on the floor by Bess." His eyes flashed to me. He didn't even have to say it. I fell to my knees. "Neither of you move."

"Yes, yes, we're going to have so much fun with them, Father," Mother moaned before she swept out of the room.

Georgia knelt by me, flushed face stained with tears, cum and drool running down her chin. She glanced at me, her blue eyes glossy. Her entire body trembled. I nodded at her, knowing just what she felt, how amazing it was.

Daddy stood up and walked passed us to the ceiling fan in the center of our living room. He reached up and unscrewed the central cap. I frowned at that then blinked. Nestled in the middle of the fan was a thick hook.

"Your mother and I concealed our lifestyle from you," Daddy said. "We invested in a number of ways to hide it. This ceiling fan we found once on a website. I had to anchor it into the joist above to make sure it had the strength to hold enough weight. It can take 350 lbs." He grabbed the hook, pulled on it, his muscles in his arms bulging. "More than enough."

"For what?" Georgia asked.

"Did I tell you to speak, young lady?" Daddy growled.

Georgia gasped. "Sorry, Sir."

Mother came out with a large coil of red rope slung over her shoulders and a strange device. It almost looked like a gag, but it had short dildos thrust from both ends. She had such a naughty grin in her eyes as she came to us.

She sat the rope down then knelt with us. "Face each other, girls. It's time to get you ready."

I blinked. Daddy released my ball gag. I had only a moment to work my jaw before the penis gag was shoved into my mouth. I groaned, the other end flopping before me, pink and rubbery. Would I have to fuck Mom's pussy with my head, ramming the dildo in and out of her cunt while I sucked on the other end. I shivered as she tightened the straps around my head.

Then she grabbed Georgia's hair and shoved my cousin's face at the other end of the gag. The dildo slid into Georgia's mouth. My cousin's face pressed against mine, our foreheads rubbing, her nose brushing mine. All I could see were her blue, tremulous eyes.

"Mmm, yes, that's so hot," Mom purred. "Father has always wanted to play with this particular gag for so long. We just never had the right second woman with us." I hadn't noticed the other set of straps. They went around Georgia's head, forcing us together, a thin rubber gasket separating our lips, our mouths full of dildo.

"Goddamn," groaned Daddy as he uncoiled the rope. "Slut, that is as beautiful as I could hope. We have to use it on you and whore."

"Oh, my, that would be naughty, but..." Mom nodded her head, glancing at Georgia and me. "I think we could try that. Have you... always wanted to see me and whore together?"

"Yes," Daddy growled.

Who was whore?

"Okay, young ladies, lie on the ground, stretched out, your bodies pressed tight," Mom commanded, clapping her hands. She sounded like the head servant of the sultan, the one who delivered his commands to the harem slaves. "I want tits pressed to tits, cunts to cunts. You're going to be bound together."

I shuddered, my cousin and I moving together, both of us moaning, unable to speak, so helpless before my parents. It was awkward, our heads forced together, making us move with care. But that just made this more exciting. We were already bound together, and it would only be strengthened.

I found myself on the bottom, my cousin atop me, her larger tits soft on mine. She squirmed, her nipples sliding, our fat nubs brushing. I moaned about my dildo gag, pleasure shooting down to my pussy. It was so hot. I wanted a cock in me so badly.

Daddy had a hard cock. The halo had affected him in subtle ways. I didn't follow how this all worked, I was just glad it did.

Georgia shivered atop me, her brassy hair falling around our faces. I stared into her eyes as my parents moved around us. Mom shifted our bodies, my thighs straddling Georgia's waist, my ankles down at her knees while Mom spread her legs wide apart. I gasped as our clits brushed and kissed as we squirmed on the living room floor.

This was so exciting. My heart thundered in my chest as I felt her pussy juices drip down to my cunt. My bowels clenched on my butt plug.

Then I heard the rough sound of rope sliding over flesh. Daddy knelt by us. His strong hands grasped us. I gasped as he slipped a loop of the rope around my ankle, pulled it tight, then went to work on us.

Mom helped, her hands positioning our bodies as Daddy tied us together. Georgia and I whimpered into our dildo gags. Our bodies trembled as the rope worked about our legs first, binding us together with our legs spread apart, my ankles at her knees. It forced our clits to rub hard together, our little buds sparking with pleasure.

I stared into my cousin's eyes, lost to their blue hue as Daddy kept working. He had our legs bound tight, the rough fiber irritating my skin, adding a level of discomfort to my excitement. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, my nipples throbbing against my cousin's fat nubs.

Then Daddy worked the rope higher. He and Mom rolled my cousin back and forth as the rope climbed up to our torsos. Our arms were bound hugging the other, hands trapped on each other's rumps. I squeezed my cousin's tush, moaning into the gag, enjoying our closeness so much.

"They are just gorgeous together, Father," Mom moaned. "Ooh, look at their pussies humping together."

"Yes," Daddy growled, his hands working, the rope reaching our upper backs, holding us so tight, my small tits crushed against Georgia's now. We could hardly move, our skin caressing each other.

I grew more and more sensitive. Everything stimulated me. The rope, my cousin's hot body, my parents' hands as they bound us together, the butt plug buried in my asshole. I whimpered as we rolled over and over, our weight shifting from one to the other.

I wanted to tell Georgia how much I loved this. So glad I could share it with her.

But I could see the delight in her eyes. She had to see it in mine. We didn't need to speak, to communicate with words, to let the other know about our excitement. We could feel it. Hard nipples, racing hearts, pussy juices dripping to the other's snatch. Our musks filled the air.

"Oh, yes, they are a work of art," Mom moaned. "Let me get my phone. I have to take pictures."

It was such a mom thing to say. It made this even more surreal and wonderful.

Then Daddy rolled me onto my back, my cousin atop me. He attached something to the rope. I didn't know what. Mom returned. Her phone clicked as she walked around us, making such cooing, motherly sounds.

"Oh, you both are such sexy young ladies," she groaned. "Mmm, Father, aren't they?"

"Yeah," he growled, attaching something to the hook on the ceiling.

Why did he do that...? Was he going to... lift us?

"Ooh, you two are just so beautiful." Mom shook her head. "I wish I was there to record Bess losing her virginity. But we'll get yours, Georgia."

Georgia whimpered and groaned and then—

Ropes squeaked on metal. Daddy grunted. My cousin and I rose from the ground in a jerky yank. We both squealed in shock, our bodies writhing as much as they could in the bounds. I felt pressure on my back, spread out through the multiple ropes covering my body, distributing the weight and keeping it from being too uncomfortable.

Daddy grunted again. We were yanked another half-foot into the air. We turned, drifting now, the living room swirling around us. Daddy kept pulling the rope, lifting us higher and higher above the living room floor.

I wanted to scream as we kept turning, my hands clutching at my cousin's rump, her fingers digging into my butt-cheeks. My heart pounded in fear. I felt so helpless. So out of control. I could only stare into my cousin's eyes, feel her body squirm against mine, and shudder as more of her pussy juices trickled down to my cunt.

This made her as hot as it made me.

"There," Daddy groaned. We shook as he secured us. Then Georgia and I slowly turned, the rope creaking. "Perfect."

"It is, Father," moaned mom. "Ooh, they're just so beautiful."

Her phone clicked as she took more pictures.

Daddy's strong hands grabbed my spread-open thighs. I gasped as I realized he was between our legs and... His cock nudged at my pussy. I whimpered. He lifted us to the perfect height to fuck us. I shivered and shook, the ropes creaking as I strained against my bonds. Rough fibers bit into my body.

Georgia squirmed with me, staring down at me, our nipples brushing, clits grinding together. Sparks shot through my hot pussy as Daddy rubbed his cock up and down my snatch. I groaned, loving the heat, the excitement. My fingers kneaded my cousin's ass. And she returned the favor.

"Young ladies, you can cum," Daddy growled. "I want to feel your pussies convulsing on my dick. I'm going to fuck you both so hard."

We both moaned our agreements.

Then Daddy thrust his cock into my pussy.

I shuddered as his thick, incestuous shaft slammed into my cunt. My eyes bulged as he filled me. My bowels clenched down on my butt plug as he fucked my cunt. He plunged in and out of my depths, making me squirm and gasp and moan about the dildo. My body rubbed against Georgia's, nipples kissing, my clit brushing against hers.

Adding sparks of delight to the heat churned in my pussy by Daddy's cock.

Incestuous rapture rippled through me. I groaned louder, cunt clenching on his thrusting dick, my bowels tightening on the butt plug. My toes curled, my fingers digging into Georgia's rump as my daddy fucked me. His flesh slapped us both, our bodies swaying.

"Oh, yes, fuck our daughter, Father," moaned Mom, still circling us. Was she filming us now?

So hot.

My cousin whimpered. I could see the jealousy in Georgia's eyes. She wanted that dick in her. That wonderful cock plunging over and over into her cunt. I squirmed, humping my hips as much as the ropes would allow, their fibers digging into my skin.

Then Daddy ripped his dick out of my pussy. I moaned in frustration, biting down on my rubbery dildo gag. I missed his cock. My cunt needed him fucking me. I wanted to rip off this ball gag and order him to...

No. Stop thinking like that. I was the slave.

Daddy thrust not into my pussy, but into my cousin's. Her eyes bulged as I felt Daddy's balls smack my clit. He had buried his cock into her virgin pussy, popping her cherry with ease. She shuddered atop me, fingers clenching my rump and pulling apart my butt-cheeks. She squealed and gasped, voice muffled by her dildo.

"Oh, fuck, you have a tight cunt, young lady," grunted Daddy. "I've always wanted to do this with..."

"With me and whore?" Mom asked.

"Yes!" he growled, pounding my cousin so hard. "Damn, Georgia has a tight cunt. But so does Bess."

Daddy ripped his cock out of my cousin and slammed it into my snatch. My pussy clamped down on the intruding dick. My cunt rejoiced to be filled again, to have the incestuous delight of my daddy fucking my whore-twat once more.

We swung from the ropes, our bodies swaying as he fucked my pussy. He pounded me with such virile strength, such masculine prowess. My daddy stirred my cunt to a hot froth, building me towards that amazing explosion of—

He switched pussies.

"Fuck, yes!" Daddy groaned as he pounded my cousin's cunt.

I wanted him back in my pussy. I needed to cum. I humped and squirmed, grinding my clit against my cousin's. Georgia moaned with me, her eyes glassy with delight. The excitement of her body writhing atop mine kept my pleasure alive, kept me brimming on that cusp and—

Daddy rammed back into my pussy. He thrust through my silky sheath. The incestuous friction sent heat billowing through my body. It washed up to my mind, making my eyes squeeze shut. I whimpered about the dildo, just a few more strokes from exploding and—

Georgia squealed about her dildo as Daddy fucked her so hard. He pounded her, enjoying her cunt. I whimpered, pussy juices soaking my pussy and running down to the cheeks of my ass. Georgia's fingers bit into my rump as she screamed—

Bliss rippled through me. Daddy's cock pumped away into my snatch, thrusting so hard and—

His balls smacked my clit as he fucked Georgia hard, making my cousin tremble and—

Just a few more strokes of Daddy's cock through my pussy and I would—

I moaned in frustration as Georgia writhed atop me, taking that cock.

"Fuck them so hard, Father!" Mom moaned. "This is so hot. You're fucking them both. You're pounding both their barely legal cunts!"

"Yes!" Daddy groaned, ramming his cock so hard into my pussy, fucking me, my snatch clenching down on his shaft, bringing me to the cusp—

"Such hot, tight young cunt!" he growled fucking Georgia so hard, his balls thwacking into my clit, sending sparks of pleasure—

He filled me up again. I moaned and whimpered. My toes curled. I couldn't take more of this teasing and—

I whimpered, my body fighting the restraints. My asshole clenched on the butt plug. The rope creaked around me. I needed to cum. I needed my—

Daddy's dick rammed into my cunt. It was so amazing. My snatch welcomed his shaft. He groaned as he buried to the hilt in me once, twice, thrice. My fingernails bit into my cousin's spanked rump as the pleasure exploded through me.

My orgasm detonated.

My pussy writhed about his cock and—

He yanked out of my convulsing depths and rammed back into my cousin's cunt. I thrashed beneath Georgia, the pleasure rippling through me anyways. My body drank in the euphoria, savoring the incestuous delight that had delivered it.

Georgia squeezed her eyes closed. She bucked hard atop me.

"She's cumming, too," groaned Daddy. "Both the little sluts are cumming."

"Yes!" hissed Mom. "You have to give them both a taste of your cum, Father! They've earned it!"

Daddy's cock slammed back into my pussy, spreading open my spasming cunt. I felt so wonderfully full. My twat massaged his cock as his balls smacked into my taint. I bucked, nipples rubbing against my cousin's tits.

Then his hot cum fired into me.

My eyes widened at the feel of his jizz spurting over and over into me. This wicked, wondrous flood of spunk had me shivering. That had me groaning. It was incredible. His seed filled me. It spurted so hot into me. It made me shiver and gasped and moan and—

He ripped his dick out of me. I felt a creamy spurt of cum splash on my bush before he slammed into my cousin's. She let out such a wanton moan as Daddy finished pumping his jizz into her hole, giving her a taste of her uncle's spunk.

I shuddered, my body buzzing, the bliss peaking through me. I shuddered, savoring it. My orgasm was incredible. Being bound helpless against my cousin was amazing. My heart thundered in my chest as rapture blazed through my mind.

"Holy shit, I'm cumming in her, slut!" Daddy groaned.

"Yes, yes, you've fucked both your daughters, Father!" Mom moaned.

My eyes bulged. Georgia moaned above me. Daughters? What the fuck?

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"They're both his daughters?" Deidre Icke gasped, hands bound behind her back by her ex-husband's belt, her face almost pressed into the monitor as Robert fucked her cheating cunt from behind. "Holy shit! That's hot!"

"Yes!" Robert groaned and his cum fired into her pussy.

Deidre stared at the screen in rapt attention, so eager for what would happened next.

To be continued...

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 4: Daughter's Wicked Command

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Incest, Male / Females, Mind Control, Oral Sex

Introduction:

Bess uses her mind control to give her parents a wicked command!

Submissive Incest Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Four: Daughter's Wicked Command

By mypenname3000

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

My thoughts whirled as I squirmed atop my cousin—my sister!—bound to her body. Her eyes danced wildly from the revelation that she was my father's daughter. She moaned about the dildo gag. Our flesh rubbed together. Daddy's cum ran out of my pussy and dribbled to hers, my clit caressing hers, my nipples kissing hers. The ropes held us tight together, our bodies squeezed tight. We slowly twisted, suspended from the ceiling in the middle of my living room.

I wanted to speak, but I had the same dildo gag shoved into my mouth. It was connected to my cousin—my sister!—the straps wrapped about both our heads with only a thin piece of rubber gasket keeping our lips from kissing. My toes flexed. My pussy clenched. My asshole squeezed down on the butt plug filling my bowels.

I wanted to speak. Never had I wanted to use my mind control powers more than right now. I ached to demand answers. My parents walked around my cousin—my sister!—and me, Mom filming us with her camera phone as naked as me, Dad's cock wet with our pussy juices.

But I was gagged and bound, unable to use my new abilities. It was part of my punishment for wrecking Dad's car today when I "borrowed" it.

If Georgia was my sister, did this mean that Dad fucked Aunt Louisa, my mom's sister. Was she the one they called whore?

My parents secretly practiced BDSM I had no idea until I started dominating them into punishing me. Mom was his submissive slut. He even called her slut like it was her name. But there was also whore. Another woman. Was that... Aunt Louisa? And what about Uncle Wayne? Did he know that Georgia wasn't his daughter?

I let out a frustrated moan. This was so horrible. I was being deprived the answers to my question because of this gag. And... And I felt my parents watching me. I caught a glimpse of my daddy's expression, something in the firmness of his face, in his eyes, made me realize that he planned this.

This revelation was part of my punishment.

It was a true punishment. One that denied me the use of my new powers sent to me by that strange Institute. I squeezed my eyes shut, Georgia's squirming stimulating my body. She moaned, too, equally frustrated, equally punished. Her fingers dug into my rump, spreading my butt-cheeks. She was my partner in crime in the events that lead to me wrecking Daddy's mustang.

"Mmm, look at them," Mom purred. "Father, your daughters are both squirming so hard."

"Yes, they are, slut," Daddy said, sounding so strong.

Mom was at my feet. Her hand grabbed my ankle, stopping the slow spin of me and my sister. Then it hit me. Mom knew that Daddy had knocked up her own sister. She was... okay with it. Aunt Louisa had to be whore.

"She wants to know so badly," Mom purred. Her finger lightly stroked the bottom sole of my foot.

Sensations rippled up my leg to my pussy. I groaned about the dildo gag, my toes clenching. My pussy tightened. I squirmed more, grinding my clit into Georgia. Sparks of pleasure fluttered through my body as I tribbed my half-sister.

No wonder I always felt so close to her. We often were said to look like sisters even though she had brassy-brown hair and I had black. But genetics could be funny like that. It made our pussies rubbing together even naughtier.

It was a wickeder form of incest.

"Mmm, yes, Father, she's just aching to know. Should we tell her?" Mom's finger fluttered faster on the sole of my foot.

My cousin let out a loud moan like she was trying to shout, "Yes!"

Her thighs rubbed on mine. She humped against me, our clits sliding past each other. Our little buds kissed. Pleasure surged through me. She felt so naughty beneath me. Our breasts, hers rounder and softer than mine, pressed tight. Our nipples tingled as they brushed each other. I moaned, staring into her blue eyes.

My sister's eyes!

"Mmm, Father, you made both their pussies so beautiful with your cum," Mom purred, her fingernail stroking faster and faster up and down my foot. "Look at that spunk leaking out of them. It's running from Bess's cunt to Georgia's. You have two pretty daughters, Father."

"Yes, I do," Daddy said, sounding proud as he circled us. "You want to feast on them, don't you, slut?"

"Yes, Father," Mom moaned, her voice so throaty. She kissed the bottom of my foot, her tongue licking it. "Our daughter showed us it was okay. Imagine all the times I could have licked whore clean?"

"Yes," Daddy groaned. "Do it! Lick your daughter and your niece's cunts. Feast on them. I want their pussies sparkling."

"Yes, Father!"

Mom's hair caressed my thighs as she moved closer to our pussies. The silky strands tickled me. The touch sent more sensations rushing up to my pussy and made my bowels squeeze about the butt plug. I groaned. I didn't want my pussy licked. I wanted answers to my questions.

Georgia whimpered beneath me, her hips undulating in circles. The movement bit the ropes deeper into my flesh. I shuddered and groaned, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. More cum ran out of me as Mom came closer and closer.

I felt her breath kissing my pussy, wafting around my trimmed bush. I shivered, squeezing my eyes shut. She was only inches away. Now I just wanted her to eat me. My cunt burned again, hungry for her passionate licks. She would drive me nuts. She would make me explode in rapture.

Georgia squealed beneath me then Mom's tongue fluttered up into my pussy from my half-sister. Her tongue slid through my folds, gathering Daddy's cum staining my bush and leaking out of my depths.

"Mmm, they both taste so good," Mom groaned. "Ooh, Father, your daughters taste so yummy."

"Of course they do," Daddy said. "Their mothers both have hot, depraved cunts."

A loud smack cracked. Mom moaned. Daddy spanked her. That drove her tongue deep into my pussy. She wiggled it around, stimulating me. I shuddered, the pleasure rushing into my frustration, transforming it into a lusty, building energy.

The ropes creaked, hemp fibers biting into my flesh. It held me tight, squeezing me against my sister. I whimpered about the dildo gag, my tongue rubbing it. I bucked as much as I could as my mom's licking drove me wild. I pressed my nipples harder into Georgia's, zaps of lightning shooting down to my cunt.

Then Mom's tongue flicked down from my pussy. Georgia whimpered beneath me. Her eyes fluttered. Mom's nose nuzzled into my clit, stimulating me as her tongue pleasured my half-sister. Mom must have her tongue jammed deep into Georgia.

"Such good tasting pussy," Mom moaned.

Her hands stroked up my thigh, sliding over the ropes binding my thighs to Georgia, holding us tight together. Her tongue danced over both our pussies. She fluttered up and down, caressing our clits pressed tight, making me squirm and moan.

I wanted to move so much, but the ropes held me so tight to my sister. Mom groaned and gasped. Her lips sucked on my labia, nuzzled at my clit. Her tongue touched every bit of me as she rooted through our cunts.

It was incredible.

I wanted to scream out how much I loved it. I moaned into the dildo, my saliva dribbling out, staining the rubber gasket. Lights danced across my vision as I stared into the universe of my half-sister's blue eyes.

She bucked beneath me. She gasped and moaned, muffled by the dildo gag. She fought the same bonds as me, teased and devoured by my mother's tongue. Mom moaned her delight, reveling in our pussies, in the incestuous delight of feasting on her husband's cum leaking out of her daughter's and niece's cunts.

My fingers clenched into my cousin's ass. I gripped her rump, unable to move my hands much. They were bound to her hips. She squeezed mine as she squirmed beneath me. My nipples and clit throbbed against her as the pleasure built and built inside of me, my butt plug stirring in my asshole.

"Just feasting on them, slut," Daddy groaned. "And shaking that ass at me."

SMACK!

Mom moaned into my cunt, her tongue wiggling through my pussy.

"You're teasing me, slut, as you eat my daughters."

SMACK!

"I'm so naughty, Father!" Mom moaned into my cunt. Then she slid down to pleasure Georgia, leaving me frustrated.

My cunt clenched and my bowels tightened on that naughty cone in me.

Then Mom squealed. I heard the slap of flesh, not a spanking but... The rhythmic sound of fucking. Daddy fucked Mom while she ate us out. I shuddered, wishing I could see his strong form fucking her, pounding her from behind, treating her like a slut.

Like me.

Mom's tongue fluttered through my folds again. My orgasm swelled and swelled, fed by all the sensations assaulting my flesh. The rough bite of the ropes, being bound to my half-sister, the press of our flesh, and Mom's wicked tongue. She danced across my pussy, teasing my petals as she moaned and gasped.

"That's it, slut!" growled Daddy, pounding Mom so hard, fucking her with all his passion. "Make them cum. Worship my daughters' cunts."

I wanted to scream, "Yes!"

The pressure built and built in my cunt as my mom fluttered her tongue through our pussies. She moaned and groaned, her face pressing into our cunts, driving me wild. I wiggled my hips as much as I could, grinding my clit into my sister's.

She moaned with me. Her blue eyes, glassy with delight, fluttered with me. Her fingers bit into my rump, teased by Mom's tongue, too. Every brush of Mom's tongue brought me closer and closer to erupting.

"Yes, yes, yes, make my daughters cum, slut!" growled Daddy. "I want your face drenched in their incestuous juices."

"Yes, Father!" Mom moaned, her voice so tight as she took his dick.

I so envied her. I wanted to be fucked by Daddy right now. But Mom's tongue felt amazing. It slammed into my pussy, wiggling around, fucking me like Daddy's cock fucked her cunt. I squirmed against the ropes, my snatch clenching so tight.

Them Mom's tongue fluttered against my clit, brushing my bud and Georgia's. My half-sister gasped beneath me. Her body bucked, pressing her stomach tight against mine. Her silky, warm flesh caressed me as her eyes squeezed shut.

Then she screamed in rapture.

"Yes, yes, bathe my face!" moaned Mom. "Oh, Father, I made one cum."

"Now make the other!" Daddy growled, his voice full of passion. The rhythmic slap grew faster as he fucked Mom as hard as he could, turned on by making her eat our cunts. His daughter's cunts.

Mom's tongue drove into my cunt again. She stimulated me. She drove me wild. I gasped and bucked, under full assault by her tongue. It drove me wild. It made me ache and buck. My orgasm swelled in me and—

She found my clit, sucked on it.

I screamed as the rapture shot through me. My pussy spasmed hard. My juices gushed out of me, bathing my mom's face. She moaned as I coated her. The incestuous waves of pleasure washed through my thoughts, burying my mind in ecstasy.

My mom made me cum atop my half-sister.

"Yes," Daddy growled. "That's it, slut! That's how you please my daughters!" he grunted. I could hear the pleasure in his voice.

My mom made him cum. His jizz spurted hot into her pussy. That was how they made me. I shuddered atop my half-sister, Mom moaning into my cunt, joining us in rapture. We were all gasping and shuddering and whimpering.

My mind melted into ecstasy.

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The Goddess's muffled moans echoed in the background as Alexis knelt naked beside her mother. Her twin brother, Alex, and her father each held a length of rope. Alex was before her, staring down at his phone while their father played with the rope.

"Okay, it says that the Shinju is a foundation that's great for a number of arm restraints. It also highlight's the breasts by coiling the rope around the woman's tits," he said, looking up at Alexis.

A shiver ran through Alexis. She wanted to be bound by her brother like their new Goddess. She had surrendered to him, the strong man to control her. Her mother had done the same to their father. Despite their divorce, they were coming closer and closer. Being punished helped their father forgive their mother's cheating affair that destroyed their marriage.

"So we start with the rope draped over their neck and forming a double coin knot," Alex said, looking up from his phone.

"Double coin knot?" their dad asked, sliding his hand along his rope. They were learning Shibari, the same style of Japanese rope bondage that had tied the Goddess Bess to her mortal half-sister.

"Yeah, it looks like a double pretzel." Alex showed their dad the phone.

Alexis shivered, her pussy dripping with excitement and her brother's jizz. He'd already bred her, but now he would also be her master. It made her heart beat faster. She was so glad her mother discovered Dr. Blavatsky's message about the new gods, that she became the president of the Institute.

Alex draped the hemp rope about her neck, the fibers rough as they fell down between her breasts. She trembled, an exhilaration surging through her. Her pussy tightened, squeezing out more of his cum as his hands moved, working on the knot.

Alexis couldn't wait to be bound like the new Goddess. Her eyes flicked to the screen. The goddess had a new gag in her mouth. A ball gag, keeping her from asking the questions about her half-sister's story. Her punishment continued.

There were so many ways a naughty girl could be disciplined. Goddess Bess was such an inspiration to allow herself to be treated like a regular woman, to be an example to Alexis and her mother and other women on how they should behave.

Thank you, sweet Goddess, Alexis thought as the knot formed between her tits. Her brother wrapped the rope about her chest, one loop going above her tits, the other below, squeezing her mounds and making them thrust out.

"Beautiful," Alex said.

Alexis whimpered in delight.

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My jaw ached as my eyes fluttered open. The rubber ball gagged filled my mouth. My tongue probed against it. I let out a frustrated sigh. The straps were locked in place. I couldn't remove it. I couldn't use my powers. My asshole clenched around the butt plug still filling my asshole. I sucked in a deep breath, squirming. I brushed my half-sister Georgia.

I still didn't know how she was my sister. My father swapped my gags so fast last night I didn't have a chance to give him an order and command him to tell me the truth. He knew how my powers worked and purposefully denied me the opportunity. He read through the instruction manual that came with the Halo from cover to cover. He loved reading boring things like that.

Georgia came awake beside me, her blue eyes wide. She blinked at me, a matching pink ball shoved in her mouth, the black straps tight about her head, molding her mussed, brassy hair down about her skull.

She let out a groan.

I moaned in answer, nodding my head. I wanted to know. I wanted this ball gag off. But... I had to accept my punishment. This is what I craved. I sighed, squirming on my bed, the mattress springs creaking beneath me.

I glanced at the clock. It was 8:17 the next morning. Twenty-four hours ago, my parents were such hippies. Despite their BDSM sex life that they must share with my aunt, they treated me with such kid gloves. That absorbed all this nonsense about talking to me and praising me, showering me with attention whenever I was bad. I was acting out to get them to punish me.

But nothing I did could make them mad. By the end, I was masturbating as loud as I could, crying out for Daddy to fuck me. He heard it and it was torture, but society made him think he couldn't touch his daughters.

Now he knew better.

I didn't know what to do know. I had to pee. I squirmed, the butt plug filling me up. I glanced at Georgia, arched eyebrow. She shrugged and made a moaning sound. Her eyes fluttered. She stretched, her round breasts peeking out of the covers.

She had cute tits.

I couldn't help cupping my half-sister's breast. I squeezed them, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples. They were fat and pink, like mine despite my small titties. It must be a trait of women of our family because my mom also had fat nubs. Her nipples hardened beneath my touch. I wanted to suck on them.

Couldn't.

An itch formed in my pussy as I played with her. A molten look appeared in her eyes. She quivered on the bed, her head pressing against mine. Our ball gags met, almost like we were kissing. I squeezed her tits. My pussy found her hip, rubbing on it.

The door to my bedroom opened.

I pulled my hands away, guilt flushing through me. I was touching my half-sister sexily. Even though everything we did last night was such wonderful incest, I still felt I was doing something furtive in the privacy of my bedroom only to have my dad walk in on us, naked.

He arched an eyebrow. "Now that is the look of two guilty girls. I see hard nipples. Were you two playing with each other?"

I shivered, hearing the strength in his voice. I nodded my head.

Georgia whimpered.

He shook his head. "What a pair of naughty daughters. Did I give either of you permission to touch each other?"

I shook my head, my black hair falling loose about my shoulders, caressing my skin.

"I'll remember that for the next time I have to punish you," he said.

My pussy clenched, that heat stirred by fondling my half-sister's tits. I couldn't wait for my punishment.

"It's breakfast. You have five minutes to attend to yourselves then be downstairs," he said. "And Bess, you can pull out your butt plug."

My stomach growled and I nodded.

Georgia and I scrambled out of bed and rushed for the bathroom. We didn't have time to do more than pee. I wanted to brush my teeth, but... ball gag. It was strange sharing the bathroom with her. Though we had sex together, it fostered a new level of intimacy between us.

But breakfast meant we could take out our ball gags. I could finally get answers. I could order my parents...

No. I couldn't fall into that trap. I only could order them to punish me and fuck me. If I did anything else then I was controlling them. That wasn't the point of doing this. I had to use my powers wisely. I had to deny myself that urge.

But... It itched at me. Deep in my pussy. I had to know what was going on. I practically darted down to the first floor, my small tits bouncing naked. I burst into our kitchen, the breakfast nook already set with plates, Mom making French toast in nothing but an apron, her plump ass wiggling, her light-brown hair swaying about her shoulders and down her back.

My eyes widened at the sight of cum staining her butt-crack. Daddy had fucked her up the ass and then sent her to make breakfast. A hot shudder ran through me. I had such a sexy father. He sat at the breakfast nook reading the paper, naked, too.

"Slut, you can remove their ball gags," Daddy said without looking up.

"Yes, Father," Mom said. She sounded so happy saying it. How many times had she wanted to call him that, her version of Master, and couldn't because they hid their lifestyle from us. Now they could be open about things.

It made her so happy.

Mom produced a key from the pocket of her apron. I turned around and sighed as she unlocked me. She removed my ball gag. I worked my mouth, my tongue so dry, my mouth parched. Mom patted my ass.

"Drink a Gatorade," she said, nodding to the fridge. "Every drop. You need to replace your electrolytes."

"Yes, Mom," I said, fighting the urge to command her to tell me everything.

I fetched two, a blue for me and a purple for Georgia, and hurried to the table. She sat down beside me with Daddy to my left. I wanted to ask. I squirmed in my chair as I chugged down the sports drink. I was so thirsty.

Mom came to the table with a platter of French toast and another with bacon. She set it down with a smile, her breasts swaying behind her apron. A hard, fat nipple peeked out for a moment, only a little bigger than one of mine, before it vanished out of sight.

"That smells delicious, slut," Daddy said, folding his newspaper and setting it beside his plate.

Mom beamed at him. I was starting to get why she loved cooking. It was a subtle way for her to please Daddy. He could compliment her meal, for making something delicious for him to eat and showing off her servitude, right beneath my nose.

"It does, Mom," I said, that urge to blurt out my orders rising in me. It was so hard to resist.

Georgia glanced at me, arching an eyebrow. She knew I could do things. Then she sighed and said, "Uncle... eh... Dad, can I ask a question?"

"No," he said. "You can eat your breakfast, young lady."

"Yes, Daddy," she said, sighing. She gave me another look, eyes wide, her head jerking forward towards me.

I shook my head and snagged a piece of French toast. I drizzled it with maple syrup.

It was so hard to eat breakfast as my parents made inane chatter, talking about running errands today. My stomach twisted and writhed. My pussy itched to find out the truth, a wet heat building and building in me.

But I denied it. I had to. I was the slave. I had to remember that. This was what I wanted. I had to avoid the temptation of giving into the impulse to satiate my own desires. My desires were whatever Daddy and Mommy told me they were.

I had to surrender to their will.

It made my pussy hotter and hotter. The more I resisted temptation, the more I denied myself, the more like a slave I felt. A slut-slave to my parents. My cunt felt so hot, my vulva puffy. I squirmed on my chair, a growing puddle of my spicy juices forming beneath me, filling the air with my excitement.

Finally, Daddy pushed away the plate, glancing at me. He held his mug of coffee—something he needed every morning—and nodded to me. "It's nice to see you practicing self control like a proper young lady."

"Thank you, Daddy," I said, my back straightening.

"So you're probably wondering how Georgia is my daughter."

I nodded my head. Georgia let out a groan beside me.

"I met your mother through the small BDSM community on our college. Wayne was the president of our university's chapter. It was an underground club, only about a dozen members. Your mother was already so into it when I met her, Bess. And she had convinced her sister to give it a try. The first time I bound up slut and whipped her ass..." My Daddy stared at Mom, such a look of love in his eyes. "Well, she was beautiful. I'd never seen anything as radiant as her until you were born."

I smiled at him.

"We started dating. She became my primary slave," Dad continued. "But the masters still liked to swap around our girls. It wasn't uncommon for me to play with a few different girls, sometimes with your mother, sometimes when she was with another master."

My stomach twisted. I didn't like that at all. I didn't want to be shared with another guy. I only wanted my daddy to be my master. And it didn't feel right for Mom to be touched by other guys, too. She was Daddy's slut.

"The only girl your mom didn't play with directly was whore, of course." He glanced at Georgia. "Your mom. We thought incest was wrong until Bess... reprogrammed us."

"Now I want to play with my sister," Mom moaned. "With Father and Master."

"Master?" I frowned. "Who's that?"

"Your Uncle Wayne."

"He is not your Master!" I hissed, something dark boiling up inside of me. "You belong only to Daddy! We all only belong to Daddy! You can't ever want to be touched by another man. Daddy can never give you to another man! Only he gets to play with us, with his daughters, with his slut and whore!"

The prickles burned through my mind. My vision fuzzed almost entirely black. It was like when I changed them into liking incest, into punishing me. I had to rewrite their minds so much. My parents... accepted this.

"Other men can share their women if they want," I hissed, "but not you, Daddy! You don't ever want to share us."

He shook his head. "No, no... Never. You're all mine and..." He gave me a hard look. "You're giving commands."

"Necessary ones, Daddy," I said even knowing I went too far. I didn't care. I wouldn't be shared. "But if you feel the need to punish me, that's fine. I'll accept. I'm your young lady, Daddy. Only yours."

Georgia nodded beside me. "Only yours, Daddy."

"Your father and I always thought monogamy was... an outdated idea, but..." Mom swallowed. "I can see what you mean. Your father is so special and..." She stared at Daddy. "Your slut only wants to be your slave. Your slut only wants your masculine hands touching her, no other. Not even... Wayne."

Daddy nodded.

Georgia swallowed. "So... was I a mistake? How did I...?"

"After college, I married your father and your mother married Wayne. We both wanted to have children, to be bred at the same time. We had some tests run and it turned out Wayne... Wayne is infertile. So he asked your father to breed your mother with me. Whore and I are pretty much on the same cycle, so your father fucked us both around the same time. It didn't quite work out, it's why you're a little older, Georgia. But we tried to be bred at the same time."

"So he knows that I'm not his real daughter," Georgia said.

"He loves you like his daughter," Mom said. "Father was just... the sperm donor. We never planned to tell you but... Things have changed."

"So he... let himself be cuckolded," I said. "He let the better man breed his woman."

Daddy gave me a sharp look. A commanding look. I closed my mouth.

"We invited them over to play tonight," Mom said. "Now... Maybe we should cancel? But how do we get Wayne to understand he can't touch his wife again because..." Mom frowned, giving me a look. "Because whore is yours, Father."

"Leave that to me," I said, my stomach churning. They were going to let Wayne touch me? He was a handsome man, but he wasn't my Daddy. Maybe... Maybe I could have let him play with Georgia, but learning he was a cuckold... That he let another man touch his woman...

I shook my head. I didn't like that one bit. A real man shouldn't be so weak.

"After you girls shower and get ready, we're going out," Daddy said. "I have some errands to run with you girls. But first, Georgia, can you bend over the table. I need to examine your ass."

"Yes, Daddy," she said and rose. She pushed aside her dish and then pressed her round breasts against it. I couldn't help staring at the sweep of her back towards her rump, her flesh pale and curvy.

I had the sudden urge to play with her.

Daddy stood up and moved around the table. He grabbed her ass, showing how he owned her the way a man should own a young lady. He parted her butt-cheeks, staring at her asshole. Then he glanced at me.

"Do you see anything wrong about her ass, young lady?"

I frowned. I stood up and peered closer as he massaged her rump, his thumbs digging into her pale-beige flesh. I caught a glimpse of her puckered sphincter. I shook my head, not sure what I should be seeing. It looked like a cute ass.

"Sorry, Daddy, I don't."

"We spanked her hard last night," Mom said. "She should still have a red ass. You both should."

"Well, the nanites in me heal me, right? That's what you said, Daddy?" A slight tingle ran across my mind. I flushed, not meaning to give him a command.

"That's what the instruction manual said. I read all sixty-seven pages of the English section last night. Your nanites have effect on other people, too."

"Yes, yes, you said it gave your cock stamina, Daddy. So you could fuck all your slaves."

He nodded, smiling. His cock was hard, nuzzling at Georgia's thigh. A hot thrill ran through me. "But your nanites do other things, too. While you and your sister were sleeping tight last night, they healed her spanked ass. Like I thought."

"Is that important?" I asked.

"Piercings normally take a while to heal," he said.

Piercings? What was Daddy talking about?

"Especially clitoral piercings," he continued. "I haven't had your mother pierced yet because, well, I just didn't want to deny myself her pussy for a month while she healed. But with you..."

"I gasped in understanding, my pussy clenching.

"A slave needs to be marked," he said, staring down at me.

A flutter ran through me. I nodded my head, a whimper building in my throat. "A slave should be marked."

Daddy's cock throbbed. I stared at it, a hot surge of desire shooting through me while my nipples and clit ached and throbbed. I wanted to suck on it. I wanted to take it into my pussy and my asshole. I rested my head on sister's rump, staring at it.

"We have time, Father," Mom said, grabbing plates and clearing them. "If you need to satiate yourself. Our appointment isn't until 11."

"Yes, yes, can we indulge, Daddy?" I purred, loving the silky heat of my sister's rump against my face.

"You were a good young lady" he said, staring at me. "I suppose you deserve a reward."

"Thank you, Daddy," I moaned.

"Lick your sister's asshole. Indulge your naughty mouth and get her nice and wet for my cock. I need to take her last virginity. I was going to trade her to the body piercer, use her anal cherry to pay for it, but... we have other options."

"Yes, Daddy," I moaned, my pussy clenching. I didn't feel jealousy that he wasn't going to fuck me. I was just one of his slaves. I had to please him. That made my pussy so happy.

Daddy pulled away from Georgia. My sister shivered as I moved around to kneel behind her. My fingers dug into her butt-cheeks. I parted her and stared at her asshole in utter delight. It was so amazing to look at her. I licked my lips, so eager to feast on her. To make her squeal in delight. I smelled her sour musk mixing with the tangy aroma of her pussy.

I hungered to feast on my sister. To pleasure her with my tongue. It was so amazing that she was my sister and not just my cousin. No wonder we felt so close. A giddy rush shot through me from my cunt. A dizzy exhilaration. I held onto her rump, an anchor against my excitement.

I buried my face between her butt-cheeks and licked her asshole.

"Bess!" she gasped, her rump clenching, her asscheeks pressing into my face. "Oh, Bess, that's so nasty. I love it."

Juices trickled out of my boiling pussy as my tongue danced around her sphincter. I teased her naughty hole, drinking in her sour musk. My tongue wiggled and pressed against her cherry opening, getting her so ready for that wonderful treat of being fucked by our daddy's cock. I swirled my tongue faster, caressing that slick, velvety opening.

It felt so naughty on my tongue. My fingers dug into her rump as she let out a low moan. Her hips wiggled. The table creaked as she squirmed. I pressed my tongue harder against her, her anal ring so tight.

It surrendered to my tongue.

I wiggled in just an inch into her bowels. My eyes squeezed shut at just how wicked this was. I had my tongue in my sister's rectum. I was such a slut. A whore. A slave doing this for my daddy's delight. I couldn't help my shivers as I knelt there, pussy juices leaking down my thighs.

"Oh, Bess, wow," groaned my sister. "Ooh, you're just getting me ready for our daddy."

"Uh-huh," I moaned, my hand sliding up her thigh. I found her shaved pussy lips. I stroked her plump vulva, her juices staining my fingers. "Just relax and let me get you so ready."

I pressed my tongue against her asshole again as Mom hummed, collecting more dishes. I shuddered, her normal domesticity contrasting to the incestuous delights I shared with my sister. My tongue popped into my sister's bowels, wiggling deeper, making her groan.

Daddy's hands suddenly seized my hips. I gasped as he grunted and rammed his cock into my juicy pussy. He filled me in a heartbeat. One moment, I had an empty cunt, the next his amazing dick filled me. My twat clenched around his girth, my clit loving the feel of his heavy balls resting against it, so full of his cum.

I hoped he would breed me and Georgia. To knock us up at the same time.

I wiggled and swirled my tongue around my sister's asshole as Daddy groaned. His hand slid up my body to my nipples. He grabbed them, pinching them hard. Pain flared down to my pussy, my snatch squeezing down so hard as he drew back his dick and rammed it into my juicy depths.

"You're going to have gold rings pierced through these fat nubs," he groaned, abusing my nipples with his strong fingers.

I whimpered in pain into my sister's asshole, the rapture washing out of my pussy engulfing the agony.

"I'm going to have the rings soldered together. Solid gold that you can never remove. And on your clit, too. I'm going to lead you, your sister, your mother, and your aunt around like my personal slaves held on my leashes, young lady."

He pulled on my nipples, stretching out my small titties. I whimpered into my sister's cunt, my pussy claiming down on his dick. I whimpered, my hips dancing, swirling my whore-snatch around his dick, massaging him with my incestuous flesh.

"She loves that idea, Father," Mom said from the kitchen. "Look at her moan. She's tonguing your daughter's asshole with all her might."

"She is, Daddy," Georgia moaned. "Oh, my god, she's got her tongue so deep into me and her fingers... They're playing with my clit, Daddy. The clit that you'll pierce. I want to make you so happy. I want you to lead me around like a bitch, Daddy!"

Daddy groaned and fucked me faster. His balls thwacked into my clit. Pleasure sparked through my body. Waves of heat buffeted me. They made me whimper and groan. My tongue shoved deeper into my sister's sour bowels. My fingers danced on her clit, her juices coating my fingers.

Bliss rippled through me with every plunge of my daddy's thick shaft. This taboo dick created both Georgia and me. Now it fucked me. Fucked us. It gave me such taboo pleasure. I shuddered, squeezing my snatch down on his dick, drinking in the feel of him. This wonderful shaft. He would give me so much pleasure.

He twisted and tugged on my fat nipples. The pain jolted through me. I whimpered into my sister's asshole. I sucked on her butthole, tongue her, did all I could to ready her for the thick shaft fucking in and out of my cunt. My thumb rubbed through her hot cunt's folds as I massaged her clit.

Then I jammed it into her.

"Bess!" she gasped, her silky depths sucking at my thumb. I pumped it in and out of her, making her squirm and moan. Her passion echoed through the kitchen, mixing with the sounds of Mom washing dishes.

"Ooh, make her cum so hard, young lady," Mom said brightly. "You're doing so well, honey. You're making Georgia moan and your Father... Well, he sounds like he's in heaven fucking that tight, barely legal cunt."

I shuddered, rubbing harder on Georgia's pussy. I wanted to make them both cum. My sister and my daddy. I bucked back into the hard thrusts ramming into my cunt. I thrust my tongue as deep as I could into Georgia's asshole while my thumb fucked in and out of her snatch. Her juices dribbled down my arm.

I moaned and groaned. The pleasure swelled inside of me. Daddy's cock felt incredible. He grunted and groaned, tugging hard on my nipples. He jerked them, sending flares of agony shooting through me. It was incredible.

"Yes, yes, yes, young lady," he growled. "Make your sister cum. That's what good sister's do."

I whimpered and groaned into my sister's sour sphincter, squeezing my pussy down on his dick. My tongue danced inside of her. I caressed her velvety flesh. She grunted and groaned, her juicy snatch squeezing down on my tongue.

"Oh, my god, Daddy, I'm going to cum on her naughty mouth! And her thumb! May I?" Georgia's asshole clenched about my probing tongue. "May I cum on Bess's mouth and thumb, Daddy?"

"You may, young lady," growled Daddy, his dick slamming so hard and deep into my cunt.

I shuddered, waves of delight surging through me. I fucked my thumb as fast as I could in and out of her pussy. I wanted to give my sister all the bliss I could. My body trembled, hovering on the verge of my own orgasm.

I held it back. I fought against the rapture burning in my cunt from Daddy's thrusting dick to the pain throbbing through my abused nubs. I put up a bulwark, holding off, straining. My snatch squeezed down so hard as I resisted. I focused my all on pleasing my daddy and my sister.

On being a good slut-slave.

"Yes, yes, yes," Daddy grunted. "Make your sister cum, young lady! Love her!"

"She is, Daddy!" gasped Georgia. "She... Yes!"

Her pussy spasmed about my thumb. Hot juices gushed out around my hand. Her asshole writhed. I felt her flesh convulsing. My tongue wiggled through her, reveling in making her erupt. My eyes squeezed shut, a moan rising in my throat.

My pussy drank in Daddy's hard, incestuous shaft reaming me. He pounded my eighteen-year-old cunt so hard. He fucked me with such passion. He created me. He created us both. I shuddered, stars burning across my vision.

"Fuck, young lady!" Daddy grunted, pinching my nipples so hard a new flare of agony shot through me.

Then his cum erupted into my pussy. His seed pumped into my fertile cunt. I whimpered as he grunted, enjoying every moment of pumping me full of his spunk. Stars washed across my vision as the pleasure surged through me, crashing into my resolve.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes you're such a good girl, young lady," Mom moaned. "You pleasured them both."

"You did, young lady," Daddy growled. "Cum. Let me feel that pussy spasming about my dick."

"Yes!" I squealed, my head snapping up from my sister's butt-cheeks.

My pussy convulsed about my daddy's spurting cock. My cunt milked him. I groaned, shivering. My body quaked as I milked his cock dry with my hungry pussy. My snatch writhed about him, sucking in every drop of his jizz I could. His sperm surged into me, filling me up with all that yummy heat.

I trembled. I whimpered. I loved it. It was so amazing. It was so hot to be filled with all that delicious spunk. It spilled through my pussy. That heat washed out of me. I thrust my tongue deep into Georgia's spasming cunt as the incestuous pleasure drowned my mind.

I pleased my daddy.

"Her asshole's ready for you, Daddy," I whimpered, resting my head on my sister's ass. "She's nice and wet, and my pussy soaked your cock for her."

"You did a good job, young lady," he said, pulling his dick out of me. "Now help your mother clean up."

"Yes, Daddy," I purred. I wanted to stay, to play, but it sent such a naughty thrill through me that I was sent away. That I had to go and help my mother clean while Daddy used his other slave-daughter to satiate his cock.

I rose on unsteady feet. His cum leaked out of me, running down my flesh, a constant reminder that he fucked me. My nipples throbbed, the dull ache melting away. Soon... I would be pierced. All of us would be.

I couldn't wait.

"Daddy!" Georgia squealed. I looked over my shoulder and smiled as I witnessed our father's pussy-lubed cock working into her virgin asshole. "Oh, yes, yes, yes, that's so amazing, Daddy! Does my ass make your cock feel amazing?"

"Yes, it does, young lady."

Mom put her arm around my shoulder. "I know... It's so beautiful to watch, isn't it?"

I nodded my head, so glad I had my mind control powers. That I arranged for all of this. I didn't resist as Mom led me to the kitchen sink. Georgia's grunts and groans echoed while we washed the dishes like a pair of good slaves.

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Alexis whimpered and moaned, her brother's cock fucking her pussy, the ropes bound tight about her body. His second attempt had her arms pressed together behind her back, her fingers down by her rump. Her tits jiggled and bounced, squeezed by the lengths of hemp around them. The eighteen-year-old loved it.

"Don't worry," Alex groaned. "You can still fuck dad, too."

Alexis nodded her head, so glad the goddess said other couples could use different rules. Other men could fuck her if Alex allowed it. And she didn't want to give up that special relationship with her father that the other god taught her.

What will I do if the gods start to contradict each other?

She didn't know. But right now, she just got to enjoy her brother fucking her, her nipples tingling. She pictured gold rings through them and being led around by her twin. Her orgasm shuddered through her a moment later.

"Sweet Goddess Bess!" she cried out as her pussy massaged his cock, eager for his incestuous seed to fill her pregnant snatch. She loved the new Goddess's lessons so much.

She felt so close to her twin. To her family.

"Sweet Bess!" her brother grunted as his cum filled her, warming her up, making her feel so loved and desired.

To be continued...

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 5: Daughter's Sexy New Jewelry

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, Interracial, Male / Females, Male/Female, Sado-Masochism, Threesome, Toys

Introduction:

Bess uses her mind contorl powers so her daddy can her her nipples and clit pierced, proving who owns her!

"Drone control must be having trouble piloting," Mindy's father said, the three of them watching the screen, following the progress of their new Goddess, Bess Atwater.

Mindy found her fascinating. She was such an inspiration. A Goddess who used the powers granted her by the Halo, the device created by the very Institute of Apotheosis Research that the eighteen-year-old girl was at. It made her shiver, her naked body pressed against her twin sister, Cindy, their round tits smeared in their father's cum.

They loved incest and now they loved being submissive to their father. To let him control them the way Bess let herself be controlled by her parents. The Goddess had the power to be dominant the way the previous four Gods had, but instead she surrendered herself to others. She was a living example to women on how to serve the men in their lives if they craved that need.

Mindy couldn't look away from the shaky image. The drone hovering in the air over the Goddess and her family wasn't flying smooth. Cindy giggled while Mindy imagined the drone pilots being so turned on by the image of the three naked women, two of whom were barely legal girls, following a man down the street being led by leashes attached to collars around their throats.

It made Mindy ache. She wanted to be paraded naked by her daddy. To stride with her round tits, coated in their father's jizz. She couldn't wait for the Gods to spread their teaching and show the world that such prudishness was outdated. That people should be able to go around naked, to be shown off by their sexy daddy who owned them.

"I want that," Cindy whispered.

Mindy nodded to her twin. They glanced at each other. The mirrored passion she witnessed in Cindy's dark eyes made Mindy shiver. Then her lips found her sister's. They kissed so hard, their tongues dancing together.

I love this so much, Mindy thought as the heat washed out of her pussy.

"They're at the tattoo parlor, girls," groaned their father.

The twins wrenched their lips from each other, staring at the screen. Mindy let out a whining, "Ooh, I hope drone control gets a camera inside! I want to watch the piercings so badly!"

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I loved the feel of the leather cuffs on my wrists, the short chain connecting them holding my arms pinned behind my back, my fingers brushing the tops of my naked ass. I trembled as Daddy fit the leather collar about my throat, a thick ring set into the black material. My half-sister (I thought she was my cousin for the longest time until we learned today that she was actually my father's daughter) Georgia already had her collar, a leash connected to it.

"Oh, she just looks so sexy, Father," Mom said, the submissive woman always addressed Daddy as "Father" in lieu of "Master." She, too, had a collar about her neck, a thick choker with an attached leash. She also had a leather corset that lifted her round breasts into a lush pair of mounds, her fat, pink nipples thrusting out before her. She also had these sexy, thigh-high boots with stiletto heels.

I didn't have anything on but a pair of white socks and boring shoes. But my parents were practicing BDSM from before I was even born (another surprise that came out since I gained my mind control powers). I would soon have my own naughty outfit because we were going shopping today.

But first, Daddy wanted his slaves marked.

Daddy connected the leash to my collar. He gave a sharp tug on it, making me gasp and flutter, my pussy clenching. Already a line of juices ran down my thighs. "Yes, you are a sexy thing, young lady."

"Thank you, Daddy," I said. Part of me wished I was gagged so I wouldn't be tempted to use my mind control powers. I needed to be careful with them. I should never use my powers on my parents now that I had corrected them.

Now that I had shown them that they didn't have to treat me in their weird, hippy, liberal way where they tried to be my friend instead of disciplining me. Instead of treating me like their daughter-slave. Now that they understood, part of me never wanted to speak again.

But the world wouldn't accept us. So I needed to speak. Especially with what Daddy had planned for today.

He was so hard, his cock tenting his leather pants. He, too, had his BDSM outfit on, black leather pants and a leather vest that showed off his muscular torso. It made him look so strong. So powerful. I quivered just looking at him, his dark-brown eyes almost swallowing me up.

I loved him so much. I was so glad I was his slave.

Daddy grabbed the leashes dangling from my half-sister and mother's collars. He held all three in a tight fist. Mom opened the door—unlike my Georgia and me, she wasn't cuffed—and bowed her head, murmuring, "Father."

Daddy walked past her, his polished boots thudding on the ground. We all followed after, stepping naked into the outside world. I shuddered at the feel of the late morning sun kissing my naked breasts. A hot thrill rippled through me. My heart beat faster and faster. Anyone could see us.

Anyone.

Our neighbors. My friends from college. Strangers. People would judge us. They would be shocked. Object. They wouldn't be free enough to be controlled by another. To have the strength to dominate and unleash their passions upon the world.

I would show them. The weird Institute sent me the Halo to become a Goddess. I would be an example to them all. I would show everyone the joys of submission. The thrills of exhibitionism. The rapture in bondage.

My small breasts jiggled before me. I walked with my back straight, proud to be Daddy's slave. Georgia walked beside me, her brassy-brown hair tumbling about her eighteen-year-old face. We had similar features. Her round breasts were large, but we both had those same fat, pink nipples my mom had.

Did Aunt Louisa have the same nipples? I'd find out tonight when Mom's sister and her husband, Uncle Wayne, came over to play.

Daddy marched us up to the family minivan. Not his cool Mustang. I wrecked that yesterday. Only Daddy didn't go to the driver seat like I expected. Mom did. He let go her leash so she could walk around the other side of the car. He wrenched open the sliding side door.

"Georgia," he said, letting go of her leash.

"Daddy," she whimpered and then climbed in, her thighs glistening with her excitement.

Then Daddy wrenched open the passenger seat and sat down. He still held my leash. He tugged on it. I gasped, stumbling forward as he slid the seat back as far as he could. He fished out his hard cock from his leather pants. It thrust thick and huge from it.

"Take your seat, young lady," he said.

My pussy clenched. "Yes, Daddy."

I climbed up into the minivan, my cunt growing hotter and hotter. Tingles buzzed through my body. I whimpered, my body trembling at how hot this was. I wiggled, my fingers flexing, wishing I could grab stuff and steady myself as I moved into place. I couldn't. This helplessness made it more exciting. I felt so helpless. So weak. So naughty.

I shifted over and groaned as his dick nudged my butt-cheek. I couldn't grab his shaft and guide it to my cunt. I had to wiggle my hips, feeling his cock sliding around my crotch, probing into my trimmed, black bush. I gasped as the tip brushed my clit. I shifted forward, feeling that spongy crown against my slit.

It was right at my pussy. I just had to press down and...

I groaned as his dick popped downward and slid past my taint and nuzzled in between my butt-cheeks. I lifted with my thighs, my muscles burning as I shifted my hips back. My face screwed up with concentration. My cunt ached to be filled.

"We're in a hurry, young lady," Daddy said, his voice stern.

"Sorry, Daddy," I whimpered.

I shifted back. His cock nudged me again. My pussy lips loved the feel of him. My hips swiveled to the side, pressing against his crown. It nuzzled into my labia and...

I slid down his shaft. My eyes widened at the hot feel of his thick cock spreading me open. My back arched. I let out a long, shuddering moan as my pussy swallowed every inch of my Daddy's incestuous dick.

"I did it, Daddy!" I moaned out in delight, my butt-cheeks resting on his leather-clad thighs.

Daddy slammed the passenger door before hugging me to him. He pulled me tight against his chest, my hands pressed against his stomach, the leather vest rubbed on my arms. His hands cupped my tits, squeezing them.

His thumbs swept out over my fat nipples. "Last time they're going to be like this, young lady."

"Yes, Daddy," I quivered, my pussy clenching on his dick.

Mom smiled at me in that motherly way she did when she saw Daddy and me bonding or sharing a moment. It almost made me giggle. Before I gained my powers, she never would have made that smile while watching Daddy fondle my tits while my pussy engulfed his dick.

She backed the minivan out of the driveway. I groaned as the movement stirred my pussy around his dick. I whimpered, pleasure fluttering through me. My snatch squeezed down hard on his cock, reveling in the feel of it.

As she drove down the street, I preened. I squirmed, making Daddy groan and knead my tits. I stared out at the pedestrians hoping they would see us. I loved it, being shown off. I savored my incestuous submission. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, my juices dribbling out of me. I kept wiggling my hips, sliding my sheath around Daddy's cock, giving him as much pleasure as he could.

Mom kept glancing at us, her tits jiggling with the car's vibrations. She had smoky, green eyes. Her light-brown hair swept about her flushed face. She squirmed, too. I smiled, realizing she had such a hot pussy.

She wished to be in my place. But I proved that I didn't know how to drive yesterday.

"Is my pussy making your dick feel good, Daddy?" I asked. "Is it making the trip feel amazing."

"What do you think, young lady?" he asked, his fingers finding my fat nipples. He pinched them.

I whimpered, my pussy clamping down hard on his dick. That swelled the pleasure building in me. I groaned, "I think my cunt is making your dick feel amazing. You're so hard in me. You're just throbbing."

He twisted my nipples. I gasped. My pussy clenched. My back arched. A wave of dizzy darkness washed across my vision. My impending orgasm swelled in me. I groaned, wiggling more and more, wanting to drive myself towards cumming.

But Daddy didn't give me permission to.

Mom hit a pothole. I gasped as my pussy slid up Daddy's shaft. I gasped at the sudden stimulating friction. Then I slammed down his shaft. My butt-cheeks smacked into his leather pants. His dick speared so deep into me.

I gasped, a sudden rush of pleasure rippling through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, my cunt clamping down on his dick. I wanted to cum. I wanted to just explode. I whimpered through my clenched teeth.

I couldn't cum.

I wanted to cum.

I could just give the command. I could just order my Daddy to let me cum when I want. I could just tell him to give me so many orgasms and—

I was the slave! Not Daddy. Me!

I let out an explosive breath as the impending orgasm passed. I leaned back into Daddy, my head lolling to the side. My head pressed against the window. The cool glass kissed my flushed forehead. I let out a groan of relief.

"You were almost naughty, young lady," Daddy groaned.

"Yes, Daddy, but I want to be a good girl."

I truly did. Which was why I needed to control myself.

A few minutes later, Mom parked on the side of the road. Down the sidewalk a block ahead flashed Wicked Dragon Tattoos. I shivered, our destination. My nipples throbbed as Daddy gave a final twist before he wrenched open the door. I groaned as I climbed off his dick. His cock popped out of my pussy. I stumbled, my wrists pulling on the restraints.

Daddy steadied me and helped me step down onto the sidewalk right into the path of a family. Father, mother, and two kids who were eighteen or nineteen. They all gasped at the sight of my naked body, my hands cuffed behind me, a leash about my throat connected to Daddy's hand.

"Honey!" the wife squealed.

"I... I..." the man stammered, his hand fumbling at his pocket.

The boy, my age, gaped at me while the girl, maybe a year older, jaw dropped. Then she whimpered and grabbed her dad's arm, hindering him from grabbing his phone out of his pocket. I loved the reaction.

"Calm down," I commanded, my thoughts buzzing, pain prickling across my mind as my brain waves rewrote theirs. "There is nothing wrong with people walking around naked and bound. It's normal."

"Yeah," the boy said, a smile growing as he openly ogled me, a dominating glint spreading in them.

I shivered at it.

"Sorry," the wife said. "You just startled us."

I smiled. "You, daughter," I said, staring at the girl still holding her father's arm. "You want nothing more than to be your daddy's sex slave. You love him. You ache for him. You want to submit to everything he does to you. And you—" Pain raged across my mind. My words choked off as my vision fuzzed. I drew in deep breaths as I rewrote her brain. I shook my head, stars bursting across my vision, dancing in red and blues and greens. "And you, Mom, you want the same... from your son. You're his sex slave. You worship him with your mature body."

More pain burned, but it wasn't as bad. Sweat broke out across my forehead. My breath quickened, heart hammering in my chest.

"Oh, yes," the mother said, suddenly hugging her son from behind.

The daughter whimpered, molding herself to her father. "Oh, Daddy, what would you like to do to me?"

The father gaped while the son... The son grinned.

"And you, Dad and son, you will dominate your new sex slaves," I groaned, my voice so strained now. Daddy grabbed my shoulders, stopping my swaying. The pain hurt but... but it was easing with every word I spoke. "You will tie them up. You will fuck their holes. You will use them to satiate any sexual desires you have. They will love everything you do to them."

"Yes, I will," the boy groaned.

"Will you fuck me, Daddy?" the daughter whimpered.

"Yes, kumquat," he groaned, voice so thick, eyes wide.

"Head home and enjoy your new life," I said, smiling at them, my pussy growing so hot as prickling faded from my thoughts.

The family turned around, heading for the car, mother clutching to her new master, her son, while the daughter clung to her Daddy-Master. It made my pussy so wet. I shivered, trembling in delight. I loved my powers. It was so amazing to teach women to be submissive sluts to their men. To their daddies. To their sons. To their husbands or boyfriends.

I turned, facing the street. Others watched us. I smiled and started giving commands.

My thoughts prickled as I walked behind Daddy with Georgia and Mom. I gave my commands to everyone I could see. Everyone I passed. I told women to be submissive sluts. To worship their men. My thoughts burned but... it eased with each one. It was like... exercise. The more you did something, the better you got at it. I had more... mental endurance.

I was buzzing on my power when we reached the tattoo parlor. It was only a short walk, but it was such a busy Saturday and people were shopping. I grinned as Daddy opened the black-tinted doors, with a neon dragon drawn snarling on it. I stepped in, the shop smelling of spicy incense. The walls were covered in pencil sketches of various designs, ideas for tattoos. There was a pair of leather couches and other seats around, a table covered in tattoo and ink magazines. It was owned by a fellow BDSM master Daddy knew with the help of the man's wife/sex slave named Lilac.

Through a curtain of black beads, two people entered. The first was a man, burly and muscled, wearing a black tank top that left his thick arms exposed. Sleeve tattoos full of dragons, skulls, and vines covered his forearms. He had a thick mustache growing on his lips, his eyes hard. The woman wore a belly shirt, her lips pierced three or four times with silver rings, other piercings adorning her eyebrows, nose, and ears. She had her hair dyed hot pink, cut short with a fade on the right side.

"Hey, Cliff," the man said then his eyes bulged. "What the fuck, man? Why are you bringing naked women...? Is that your daughter?" Anger swelled through the man's face. "You turned your daughter into a slave? What the fuck is wrong with you? You fucking crazy?"

His anger offended me. This man was a friend of Dad's! A fellow master. A man who'd fucked my mother before. Daddy was originally going to order me to fuck this man to pay for my piercings. My Daddy was going to give this man an amazing gift, to fuck his Goddess-daughter's cunt, and now he was getting mad and insulting my Daddy?

"Shut up!" I snarled at him, my will slamming into him, my thoughts prickling. "You listen to me, you little worm. My Daddy is not crazy! He's amazing! He's my Master. My owner! You should understand that! You're a dom! You shouldn't judge him! There is nothing wrong with incest!"

"Bess," Daddy said, voice stern.

My anger surged out of me. "You don't deserve to be a dom! No, no, you're a little sub! You're her sub!" I pointed at the girl who must be his slave-wife, Lilac. "She owns you. She's your mistress. You worship her. You do whatever she wants." My eyes fell on Lilac. "You own him now. You're his bitch-mistress. You love spanking him! Using him! Making him eat your pussy! You enjoy making him your bitch!"

"Yes!" Lilac groaned, her body shivering, her eyes wide.

I didn't even feel the pain through my anger. My eyes shot over to the man, Jim. This big, burly man fell to his knees and kissed at the leather boots Lilac wore. I shuddered, my pussy on fire. I needed to cum. I needed to explode right now. I just had to—

"Young lady!" Daddy snarled, jerking on my leash.

I gasped, spun around to face Daddy. Anger filled his face. He pulled me right to him. I shuddered before him, my stomach twisting with guilt. His face filled my vision. "S-sorry, Daddy. I... I... He insulted you and... I..."

"We will discuss your punishment later, young lady," he growled. Then he glanced at Lilac. "My women are ready for their piercing appointment."

"Mmm, right," Lilac said. She glanced down at her former master. "Enough of that, bitch. You need to get ready for your next customer."

"Yes... Mistress," Jim moaned, stopping kissing her boots.

It was only when Daddy led me and his other two slaves through the beaded curtain that I realized he didn't order me to fix Jim and Lilac. He was just mad that I used my power without his permission. That I lost control. His friends already had the BDSM lifestyle I told those we passed about. I just needed to make them accept incest. But these powers were so... so intoxicating. I wanted to keep talking. To keep changing people.

I wanted to cum so bad. My pussy was on fire.

Past the beaded braids there were several stations each with their own privacy curtains. They each had chairs that could fold in a variety of ways to allow the tattoo artist to work on the various places on the human body.

"You're up first, young lady," Daddy said as Lilac closed the curtain around the station, enclosing my family in a screen of privacy.

"Just hop on up," Lilac said, giving me a soft smile. It was almost motherly, but also naughty with her piercings.

I took a deep breath. This would hurt. Even with my healing powers, it would hurt. I would have to endure it. For my Daddy. He wanted my body marked in a permanent way. He wanted us all pierced in the same way. I wanted to submit. I pushed down my fear and stretched out on the chair. It was arranged so I would lie down but my legs would dangle off the edge. I settled down, my bound wrists still trapped behind me, putting an arch to my spine, pushing my flat belly upward. I swallowed, glancing at Daddy.

"May I be gagged, Daddy?" I asked, my heart beating faster. Cold pumped through my body, making me shiver.

"No," he said, giving me a look, almost pinning me in place with his strength. He understood. He wanted me to swallow my fear. To submit to his will when I could stop it. When I could put an end to all of this.

I had something even more powerful than a safe word.

I swallowed, a fist squeezing my heart. I squeaked when Lilac picked up the piercing gun. I saw the needle. It was so thick. That would pierce through my nipples and clit. I whimpered, my breath coming in fast gasp and—

Daddy loomed over me.

He brought his cock to my pussy. He rubbed it against my hot flesh as his eyes captured mine. I stared into his dark depths as he slid into me. His thick cock filled my pussy I whimpered at his confidence, his belief in my inner strength, filled me. The coddling father I used to know was gone. Now I had a Daddy who knew I could take pain.

That I could withstand discipline.

"That is kinky," Lilac purred. "I had my nipple pierced with a vibrator churning my cunt. It's going to hurt. And you're going to love it."

"Okay," I whimpered as she brought the piercing gun to my nipple. My hard nipple. Despite my fear, I was aroused. My pussy was soaking wet. My cunt clenched about my Daddy's dick. The anxiety heightened my rapture.

The piercing gun encircled my nub. I shivered, my eyes staying locked on Daddy's eyes, my body concentrating on his cock filling my pussy and—

Pain exploded in my nipple.

A sharp, hot ripple rushed down to my pussy. I gasped, my cunt clenching down on Daddy's cock. My body bucked as the needle withdrew from my nub. Painful heat surged through me. I embraced it. I drank it in. Like with the spanking, it changed inside of me, crossing that line from agony into ecstasy.

Then Lilac threaded the golden piercing through it. Fat and heavy, shaped like a ring with a small opening to let her slide it through my nub. I quivered, my burning nipple stimulated from the inside. I gasped and shuddered, my pussy squeezing and relaxing on my daddy's dick. She screwed a large ball onto one the end she threaded to me, the other already capped. The balls were too big to fit through the hole in my nipple and since they were so close together, the balls almost touching each other, they made the ring feel solid.

Permanent.

"There you are," she said. "Mmm, you look just delicious. When your father called and told us he wanted three women pierced with heavy rings, well, I thought it was your mother, her sister, and someone else. Not you and your cousin."

"Half-sister," I moaned, my voice thick with pain and pleasure. My body squirmed, stirring my juicy cunt around that incestuous shaft. An ache swelled in the depths of my snatch. "Daddy bred my aunt."

"Mmm, naughty," she purred moving around the chair to the other side. She squeezed my firm tit and found my pink nipple so hard and bare. It wasn't pretty like my right one was. Already the pain fled, my nanites healing me.

The piercing gun went around my nipple.

"You're doing good, young lady," Daddy said, his hips moving, pumping his cock just an inch or two in and out of my snatch.

"Thank you, Daddy!" I whimpered as ripples of delight washed—

The needle pierced my nipple with molten fire.

I cried out in pain, my back arching. My thighs locked about Daddy's waist, holding him tight to me. I squirmed, the agony crossing that line, feeding that ache. I whimpered and moaned as the ring slipped through the hole, teasing my nub from the inside.

Daddy grasped my right ring, tugging on it. My nipple stretched. My pussy clenched. He groaned as I undulated my hips. My entire body trembled on the verge of my climax. This was so incredible to submit to him in this way. To let him mark my body permanently.

"For you, Daddy!" I moaned as Lilac capped my other nipple ring. I squirmed, my hands pressing into the small of my back. My fingers flexed as the throbbing in my nipples fed my pleasure.

I couldn't cum. I had to fight this. But... these new sensations were intoxicating. My nipples both felt so much more sensitive now. The rings caressed the inner parts of my nubs, teasing them, shooting electricity down to my pussy stuffed with Daddy's cock.

"Last one," Lilac purred. "You got to stop fucking her, Sir, or I might slip. We don't want to mess this one up."

"No," Daddy groaned. He stopped thrusting. He didn't even have his dick all the way in me, only halfway, leaving her room to work.

I whimpered, my stomach clenching. Would this one hurt more? My clit was so sensitive. And to have it pierced... I whimpered as Lilac's fingers rubbed through my folds. She found my bud, touching it, making my cunt flutter.

"Mmm, such a cute clit," she purred. "It'll be beautiful adorned in gold."

"Yes it will," Daddy groaned, his voice so thick.

The piercing gun pressed against my pussy and pubic mound, so cold and mechanical. I sucked in a deep breath. I was so afraid to move now. I stared up at Daddy, that ache swelling as Lilac lined up the device to pierce my clitoris. Daddy's eyes were my universe.

I was his slave.

"You can do this," Georgia whispered.

"So proud of you, young lady," Mom whispered. I'd forgotten they were here through the pain. But they watched me, too. They would soon be in my place, submitting to Daddy the way I—

Agony knifed through my clit.

Ecstasy exploded in my cunt.

The feel of the needle penetrating my sensitive bud fired rapture into my swelling orgasm. Before I could stop it, my pussy convulsed about Daddy's cock. My back arched. I screamed out as waves of euphoric ecstasy slammed into my mind.

Stars burst across my vision as throbbing pain and delirious rapture warred in my spasming pussy. My body bucked on the exam table, my back rubbing against my bound wrists. I moaned and shuddered, my small tits jiggling. My new nipples piercings shifted, stimulating my nubs without them even getting touched.

"I'm your slave, Daddy!" I screamed through the drowning bliss.

His cock slammed into my cunt, burying to the hilt in my convulsing snatch. He grunted. His cum fired into me. Spurt after hot spurt spilled through me. I whimpered, staring into his eyes, my pussy milking out every drop of his incestuous spunk into my fertile depths.

"Naughty young lady!" Daddy groaned, his face twisted with his rapture.

"So naughty!" I gasped, my pussy wringing his dick dry. I wanted every last spurt of his jizz in me. I shuddered, my pleasure peaking in me as the pain throbbed through my clit. "Oh, yes, yes, yes."

"Isn't she just a little pain slut, Meredith?" Lilac asked.

"Yes," Mom moaned. "Ooh, young lady, you look so pretty."

"She takes after her mother," Daddy groaned and ripped his cock out of my cunt. "Though she's more disobedient."

My eyes widened. I came without permission. "I'm sorry, Daddy."

"I'll remember when it comes time for your punishment," he said, his voice throaty. His cum leaked out of me.

Then I groaned as Lilac leaned over and threaded the fat, gold ring through my clitoris. I gasped, another orgasm almost rippling through me, a mini-burst of rapture. I groaned, clamping down on it as my throbbing bud drank in the twisting feel. She capped it.

I was marked by Daddy. I was forever his. I stared down my body and smiled at the gold glittering in my bush and adorning my pink nipples. Fat rings perfect for being leashed. My head fell back on the table as my body buzzed and throbbed. Pain and pleasure tingled through me.

I loved it so much.

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Mindy trembled as she stared at her twin. They lay atop each other, their Daddy fucking back and forth between their pussies. "She came so hard!"

"Yes," Cindy moaned back, her nipples kissing Mindy's, adding to the delight churning through Mindy's cunt.

Her daddy ripped his cock out of Mindy's pussy and slammed it into Cindy's. He fucked her hard, groaning, "Damn, that was so hot the way the Goddess exploded."

"Yes, it was, Daddy!" Mindy whimpered, her pussy feeling so empty and—

Her daddy slammed back into her. The eighteen-year-old whimpered in delight. Her body trembled on the table. She kissed her sister as Daddy groaned. His cum fired into her cunt, inspired by the antics of their newest Goddess.

As the hot cum filled her, Mindy wondered, Does Daddy want to pierce us?

I hope so.

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I shivered as Lilac brought the piercing gun to Mom. I stood beside her, my nipples and clit still tingling with excitement. Daddy's cum leaked out of her. Daddy watched from nearby, his eyes hungry as Mom stared at him.

"For you, Father," she said. "I love you."

"I love you, slut," Daddy said, taking her hand.

Lilac let out an awwing sigh and pulled the trigger on the piercing gun.

Mom sucked in a deep breath as the needle pierced her fat nipple. Both of mine throbbed. Georgia gasped nearby. She leaned forward, my half-sister's blue eyes open so wide. She wiggled her body, her arms still bound behind her like mine were. It made her breasts sway, her nipples in desperate need of being pierced.

"Damn, that hurt," Mom whimpered. "Oh, damn, it hurt so amazingly, Father."

"It's only going to get better," Lilac purred as she threaded the heavy gold ring through Mom's nipple. It was so hot watching the end vanish into mom's nub then appear out the other side, passed cleanly through her nub. Lilac screwed on the ball. "There you are."

"Thank you," Mom moaned then gasped as I leaned over and engulfed her nub.

I had to spread my healing nanites. According to Daddy, who read the thick instruction manual for my Halo, I spread them with my fluids; especially my saliva. So sucking on her nipple would let them heal far faster than normal.

Mom whimpered as my tongue danced and played with her fat nub and its new adornment. I flicked it back and forth inside my mouth, making Mom squirm. I loved it. Her green eyes fluttered. Her body squirmed.

"Oh, Daddy, our little girl is getting so naughty." Her hand reached out, fingers brushing my stomach. They slid down my body, making me tingle as she reached my brown bush. Then she found my clit piercing. She tugged on it.

A flash of throbbing pain was then swallowed by a wash of shuddering pleasure.

"Mmm, she's so juicy," Mom said. "She—

"Fuck!"

The piercing gun needled her left nipple. She shuddered on the chair, her breast jiggling in my mouth. I sucked hard on her right nub, playing with her gold ring, my eyes locked on her other nipple. Mom tugged again on my clit piercing, my pussy clenching, forcing out more of Daddy's cum. She whimpered as Lilac threaded her nipple.

I released her right nub, leaned over Mom's body, and licked her left nipple ring. I fluttered my tongue against it, batting her ring. Then I sucked on it so hard, drawing as much of her nipple and areola into my mouth as I could, loving her.

She hissed in delight, squirming on the table.

"Ooh, Bess, I can't wait for you to soothe me," Georgia whimpered, her thighs glistening with her juices. She leaned over the other side. "I want to be in your place so badly, Aunt Meredith."

"You will, young lady," mom moaned. "Now, Lilac, pierce my clit. My Master has wanted this for so long."

"Mmm, and he's going to love it," Lilac said. "You have such a hot pussy, Meredith."

The pink-haired woman leaned over, bringing the piercing gun to my mom's shaved pussy. Lilac's fingers pulled back my mom's labia, exposing that pink, glistening clit. I sucked so hard, watching out of the corner of my eye. I nursed on Mom's nipple, my pussy squeezing tight in anticipation. My body shook and—

"Oh, yes!" Mom cried out as the piercing gun hissed, plunging the needle through her sensitive clit. "Oh, Father, I'm marked! I'm yours!"

I popped my mouth off mom's nipple, hungering to suck and nibble on her clit now. Lilac threaded the third golden ring through that beautiful nub. It twitched and throbbed as she worked. I licked my lips, leaning down and—

Daddy grabbed me. "Georgia, you're up."

"Don't you want me to heal Mom, Daddy?" I asked, my body shaking as his dick nudged against my rump.

"You will," he said.

Mom's round tits jiggled, gold rings flashing as she moved. She stood up, her pussy dribbling its juices. She squeezed her tits, staring down at her piercings, her green eyes so hot. Then Georgia slipped onto the piercing station, my eighteen-year-old half-sister shivering as she squirmed, her belly arched into the air, her thighs spread wide.

Her shaved pussy glistened.

I loved my sister's nipples after each one was pierced. I sucked on them. I played with her rings. I swirled my tongue around them. I made Georgia gasp and moan. She squirmed on the table while I wiggled, Daddy rubbing his hard dick, still wet with my pussy, across my rump. It made me ache and shiver.

"Daddy!" Georgia screamed when Lilac pulled the trigger, piercing her clit. My half-sister bucked, my mouth sucking hard on her left nipple. "Oh, Daddy, I'm yours! Yours! I love you so much! I'm your slave! Everyone will know!"

"Everyone," Daddy groaned, his voice so thick, his cock sliding up and down my butt-crack. "Slut, drape yourself over your niece. And you, young lady, heal their clits."

"Oh, yes, Daddy," I moaned as Mom purred, "Yes, Father."

Mom stretched her mature and gorgeous body on my half-sister's youthful form. Mom straddled her, bringing their shaved pussies together. Their pierced clits nuzzled, rings sliding against each other. Mom leaned over, bringing her breasts and gold-adorned nipples down to my half-sister.

"Mmm, he owns us both, doesn't he, young lady?" Mom purred.

"Yes, Aunt Meredith," Georgia panted.

Then they kissed. I groaned at the lesbian, incestuous passion. Their bodies squirmed together, pierced nubs rubbing against the other's. I moved between their legs, Georgia's hanging off the chair, Mom's half-tucked under my sister's. Their two beautiful pussies awaited, both glistening with their passion.

I nuzzled into their clits. My tongue flicked out, sliding through my half-sister's folds. I loved the taste of her tangy cunt. The feel of her on my tongue. She whimpered, squirming, grinding her clit into my mother's. I flicked up, brushing their piercings. Mother's spicy cream mixed with my half-sisters.

What a delicious treat.

I sucked on both their clit piercings. I made them both groan into their shared kiss. My nose nuzzled into my mother's folds, her spicy musk filling my inhalation. I shuddered, wiggling my hips, cum and pussy cream running down my thighs.

"What a delicious sight," Daddy growled from behind me. He grabbed my waist. His cock slipped between my butt-cheeks, dripping wet with my pussy cream. He found my asshole.

Thrust.

"Daddy!" I whimpered into the two pussies grinding together before me. My breasts jiggled as his cock slid into my asshole.

It was amazing.

My bowels expanded to take his dick. That velvety heat swept through me. My eyes squeezed shut. My entire body trembled. My tongue fluttered out, circling round my half-sister's and mother's pierced clits, battering their rings.

Making them moan in delight.

They tribbed together, humping their pussies into the other as I licked them. I drank their tangy and spicy musk as Daddy sodomized my asshole. He drew back his cock and rammed it into me again. His balls smacked into my taint.

My pussy clenched, loving the feel of him burying into me. The heat from the velvety friction consuming my asshole flowed into my cunt. More and more of his cum ran down my thighs. He smacked my ass with his rump.

His hand slid around my hip to my belly. His fingers were so strong. I whimpered as he moved lower towards my pussy. Towards my clit. I squeezed my eyes shut, nibbling on both my mother's and half-sisters buds.

Daddy found my new clit ring.

He tugged on it.

I squealed in rapture, my bowels clenching down so hard on his dick.

"Young lady!" he growled, twisting my clit piercing as he hammered my bowels.

Pain swelled through my pussy, meeting the rapture flowing out of my asshole. I groaned and gasped, my thighs flexing to buck my hips back into Daddy's thrust. My clit throbbed, loving the abuse, feeding my cunt all the agony and ecstasy it craved.

I sucked so hard on my mother's and half-sister's pierced clits. I loved them both with my tongue and lips as the pleasure hurtled through me. Daddy's cock hammered my bowels, driving me towards another orgasm.

But I couldn't cum.

I squirmed, resisting the urge to be naughty and to surrender to my own deviant lusts. I squeezed my eyes shut, my entire body trembling. The heat swelled and swelled through me. My bowels clenched down so hard on my Daddy's cock. The friction burned through me. His finger tugged on my clit over and over.

It was so hard to resist. I pressed my face into the two pussies writhing before me. Spicy and tangy juices coated my face. My head spun, assaulted by bliss and pain. They drove me towards new heights of rapture and agony.

"Oh, Father, may your slaves cum?" Mom moaned. "May Georgia and I writhe on your daughter's mouth? She's making our new clit piercings feel amazing."

"So amazing, Daddy!" Georgia whimpered. "May we cum?"

Daddy pulled hard on my clit piercing, stretching out my bud to her limits. I whimpered about my mother's and half-sister's rings. My lips were sealed tight about them both. I sucked so hard, my bowels squeezing down with such pressure on Daddy's cock.

"You may!" Daddy growled. "You two may cum! Drench her face! Drown Bess in your pussy juices!"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Yes, Father!"

As if Daddy's words were enough to set them off, my sister and mother exploded. Their pussy cream gushed from their cunts as they spasmed and writhed together. They bathed my face in spicy and tangy cream. I lapped it up, my eyes fluttering, my own orgasm building and building.

"May I cum, Daddy?" I gasped as he hammered me so hard, his heavy balls smacking into my taint. "Please, please, Daddy?"

"Not yet!" he growled, his voice so throaty. He twisted my clit piercing, my bud throbbing beneath the assault. My juices flowed. My cunt on fire. That swelling ache made me tremble. I was so close to exploding. "I'm almost there and... Yes!"

Hot cum erupted into my asshole.

Daddy buried his cock to the hilt in my bowels as he unloaded his spunk. "You may cum, young lady!"

I surrendered into pain and rapture. Agony and ecstasy consumed me.

The dueling sensations catapulted me into a new space. A buzzing euphoria swept over me, consuming me. I gasped and moaned, my legs quivered. My bowels milked Daddy's cock. I whimpered into my mother's and half-sister's pussies. I quivered as my mind was inundated in numbing bliss.

Darkness crashed through me. I sank into a wonderful delight of ecstasy. I drifted through rapture, an endless space of a wordless passion. I felt strong arms holding me. I felt such powerful love about me. Other arms joined me, holding me. My family.

My eyes fluttered open. Mom smiled down at me. Dad was on the other side, his hand stroking my hair. I whimpered, my wrists still bound behind me. Georgia knelt before me, smiling at me, her green eyes wide with some emotion.

Awe?

"You exploded, Bess," she said. "It was awesome!"

I smiled, my body feeling drained yet energized all at the same time. I buzzed, wanting to sleep and yet wanting to have more sex. With my family. With my Daddy's harem. But it wasn't complete. Aunt Louisa, Daddy's whore, needed to join the fun.

I couldn't wait for her to show up tonight.

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"Will you pierce our clits, Daddy?" Mindy asked, his cum running out of her cunt as she knelt before him.

"Yes, Daddy, will you?" Cindy moaned, kneeling beside her.

Their father grinned at them, his cock hard before him coated in their pussy juices. "Yes, I will."

Mindy shuddered with her twin sister as their daddy grabbed their heads and guided their eager lips to his dick. Thank you, Goddess Bess, thought Mindy as her tongue lapped up the mix of her and her sister's sweet juices. Thank you for enlightening us!

To be continued...

Submissive Incest Mind Control Chapter 6: Daughter's Ultimate Submission

mypenname3000

Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cuckold, Discipline, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Female/Female, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Sado-Masochism, Spanking

Introduction:

Thanks to her mind control powers, Bess has been naughty and needs to be disciplined by her daddy!

Submissive Incest Mind Control

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Six: Daughter's Ultimate Submission

By mypenname3000

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Such pride surged through me as Daddy led us out of the massage parlor, his hands clutching our leashes. Every time he tugged on it, my clit flared with pleasurable pain. The black leash clipped onto the thick, gold ring pierced through my bud and nestled between my folds of my snatch.

Proof that I was Daddy's sex slave.

I walked between my submissive mother and my half-sister Georgia. All three of us were naked (well, Mom wore her black corset, lifting her round breasts into delicious mounds, and her thigh-high, heeled boots), our fat nipples and clits freshly pierced, marked by my dominating Daddy. Though I had mind control powers, I gave myself to my parents.

To my daddy.

I loved the kiss of the warm sun on my naked breasts as we stepped out of the tattoo parlor onto the street. The foot traffic passing us froze at the sight of us, guys grinning and women gasping. I shuddered, juices running out of my pussy, my asshole full of Daddy's cum. I licked my lips, tasting my mother and half-sister's pussy juices. I ate them both out, soothing their freshly pierced clits with my tongue and the nanites inside my body given to me by the Halo.

"Nudity is something wonderful to see," I ordered the people we passed, banishing shock from their faces. "BDSM is amazing. Women, you need to be your lovers' slaves. You need to worship your man with your body. Whether it's your husband, your boyfriend, your father, or even your brother. Incest is wonderful. And men, you need to dominate and love your women. Spank them when they're naughty. Use their bodies to satiate your cock. Make them cum and cum then coat their bodies in your jizz."

My thoughts prickled as I rewrote the morals of the people around me, using my artificial goddess powers to educate. It was so delicious watching eyes widen in realization. The pain wasn't as bad as it was earlier. The more I used my powers, the easier it became.

"Incest is amazing," I told a daughter walking with her father as we headed back to the family's minivan. "You are your Daddy's sex slave. You want nothing more than to please him with your body. It makes you so wet to be spanked by him. To pleasure him. You want to suck his cock and let him fuck your tight cunt. And you, Daddy, you want to dominate your daughter. You want to fuck her body. Her pussy. Her asshole. You want her to drink your cum with her pretty mouth. When she's bad, you have to spank her and tie her up and do any naughty things you want to her."

The father and daughter shuddered as my thoughts prickled. I knew they would be so happy.

Daddy glanced back at me, nodding his head in approval. He tugged on the leashes, making the three of us all gasp in delight, my half-sister Georgia shuddering beside me, her larger tits jiggling. My pussy clenched at the flare of delicious pain.

"Mmm, you made her so happy, young lady," Mom said. "And him, too."

Georgia nodded her head, her brassy hair sparkling in the sunlight. She grabbed my ass and gave me a pinch. "Just making every girl into a submissive slut like you."

"Yep," I said, loving my power. "I made you into one, and you love it."

"I do," she sighed.

I shivered. My powers were so intoxicating. But I had to be careful about using my mind control. I was already bad once today. I grew angry at the owner of the tattoo parlor. I made Jim into his sex slave's submissive, reversing their roles. Daddy promised to punish me tonight for it.

But before then, we had shopping to do. We were heading to a sex shop so Georgia and I could have sexy corsets and thigh-high boots like my mother. Then we were getting Daddy a new Mustang to replace the one I wrecked yesterday.

It meant so much walking. So many opportunities to pass on the good news.

"You want to be your boyfriend's sex slave," I grinned at a beautiful woman a few years older than me, tingles racing across my thoughts.

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Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis, shivered as she knelt bound next to her eighteen-year-old daughter, Alexis. She glanced at her daughter, both of them grinning in delight at the ropes crisscrossing their body. Their men had mastered shibari, the Japanese art of rope bondage. Deidre loved the hemp cables squeezing her breasts into delicious mounds before her, her nipples hard and thick, her arms secured behind her back same as her daughter's.

Her son brought his cock to his twin sister's mouth. Alexis swallowed Alex's dick with ease, sucking so hard on it, bobbing her head while her body twitched. Pride shivered through Deidre as her daughter pleased her son.

Then her ex-husband brandished his cock for Deidre. She shuddered, glad that the new Gods had repaired their relationship. She understood now. She was such a wanton cunt for cheating on him. Her place was to serve him. To love him. She found such joy in it as she sucked on his cock.

Her cheeks hollowed as her eyes watched the new Goddess Bess parade down the road, lead by her Daddy, her Master. The barely legal Goddess looked so happy as she spread her message of submission and incestuous love.

I wish you were here to see it, Deidre thought, missing her guru, the man who invented the halo and envisioned the new Gods and Goddesses changing the world.

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I knelt before the door wearing my new corset. It felt so wicked feeling the black leather snug tight about my torso, emphasizing my hourglass figure and lifting my small breasts giving them more shape. My pierced nipples ached, my hands wanting to touch them. To play with them. My pussy dripped with juices. A day spent naked in public, led by my daddy's leash attached to my clit, made my pussy drip.

Georgia knelt beside me, her hands behind her back like mine were. We weren't bound, but keeping our hands back there because Daddy ordered it. It was sexier forcing myself to keep my hands behind me then being bound. It required my active submission to stay good.

I loved it.

I shivered, hearing the footsteps approach the door. I was so eager for tonight. Aunt Louisa, my mother's sister and Georgia's mother, was coming over along with her husband, my Uncle Wayne. Until last night, Georgia and I both thought Uncle Wayne was her father.

But he was impotent and let my daddy breed his wife at the same time he bred my mother. Or near enough. Georgia was a few months older than me.

Daddy stood behind us. I could feel him looming. I licked my lips as the two figures reached the door. I could feel them on the other side. I was so ready to make Uncle Wayne accept the loss of his wife to Daddy. I would make him happy to give up Aunt Louisa. She was my daddy's sex slave. He didn't deserve to share his women with another man like he had before.

Mom opened the door.

"Incest is acceptable," I ordered my aunt and uncle at the first moment, my thoughts tingling for a moment as the words blurted out of my mouth.

"Yes, it is," Uncle Wayne said after shaking his head, accepting my commands. Then he smiled at my mother and said, "Slut," calling my mother by the name Daddy used on her.

My jaw dropped at the ease the tall man with brown hair called my mother by her sex slave name. Then he reached out and, with familiarity, grabbed my mom's ass and squeezed it like he owned her. Like he thought he was her master and had the right to touch her.

The anger surged out of me. I bounced to my feet, my small breasts jiggling as I faced my uncle and my beautiful aunt. She gasped in shock, surprise spilling across a face shaped similar to my mother's at the sight of my naked body. But what swelled my fury was the way my asshole uncle dared to stare at my naked beauty with such lust.

I was Daddy's sex slave!

"Uncle Wayne, you're now our pathetic, cuckold house slave!" I hissed, the anger boiling through me. "You don't ever touch us. Me, Georgia, your wife, and my mother are all off-limits to you! You're not a man! You're a little beta male! A wimpy cuckold! My Daddy bred your wife! He knocked her up! He owns her pussy! She's his whore! Only his! You can't ever touch her. Touch us! Your dick can't even get hard! You're that pathetic! Aunt Louisa, you never want Uncle Wayne to touch you. You're only Daddy's sex slave! You love only him! Serve only him! Uncle Wayne, all you can do is watch Daddy use us and serve us as our house slave! Now strip your woman naked right now so Daddy can—"

A strong hand clamped over my mouth from behind as my thoughts burned. Daddy cut off my commands. My eyes widened in realization. I wasn't supposed to do this. I wasn't supposed to give these orders. I just got so angry and...

My body shook. The rage boiling through me evaporated in a moment. I quivered as Daddy kept his hand clamped so tight over my mouth. Tears burned my eyes as my body shook. Emotion overwhelmed me. The shudders rattled my body, a hitching sob building in my chest.

I was bad again. I kept being a naughty girl. Not a good young lady. I had to stop being dominant and using my powers.

Daddy hauled me out of the living room, leaving Uncle Wayne to strip my blue-eyed aunt naked, exposing her busty breasts and the matching corset to my mother's she wore hidden beneath her loose dress. I had a last glimpse of Wayne on his knees, pulling off his wife's panties before Daddy dragged me down the hallway.

He brought me into the bathroom, shoving me through the door. He wasn't gentle. I could feel his anger at me, his disappointment, as he thrust me before the mirror. I gasped, my black hair, gathered in a braid, falling off my shoulder and spilling down my back. My small breasts jiggled. My green eyes swam with tears. Hitching shivers wracked my body. Daddy's hand muffled my sobs.

I wanted to tell him I was sorry, to beg for his forgiveness. His strong face, tight with his anger at me, loomed over my shoulder. I felt his strong body pressing into me, his cock against my ass. I deserved to be spanked so hard for being a bad girl. I did it again. I used my powers when I wasn't supposed to.

But it was just so easy. I could do anything with my powers. I could make anyone do anything. I wanted to change everyone. I wanted to give orders. But... I was Daddy's sex slave. I shouldn't do anything without his permission.

Tears spilled down my cheeks and ran down to his hand. Daddy released my mouth.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy," spilled out of my lips the moment I could speak, my words choked by my fear. "I got so mad when he touched Mom's ass and... and... I'm such a bad girl. I try.. But... But..."

"Young lady," Daddy growled, his voice so strong, so commanding, "look at yourself in the mirror."

Through bleary eyes, I did. A snuffling shiver ran through me as I stared at myself, my green eyes reddened by tears. They made tracts down my cheeks, the tip of my nose red. I stared so hard at myself, wanting to be a good young lady.

"Concentrate on yourself," Daddy said. "Focus all your will on yourself."

I did, my tears slowing. My sobs dwindling. I bent all my focus on myself, staring so hard darkness fuzzed at the edge of my vision. My perception shrank down into tunnel. Only my reflection mattered.

"Now repeat after me," Daddy whispered into my ear, his voice quiet yet powerful. His hands cupped my breasts, fingers brushing my nipple rings. Tingles raced through me as he said, "'I will never give a command again without Daddy's permission.'"

A shiver ran through me, my pussy clenching. It was the ultimate act of surrender. To utterly give the reigns of my mind control powers, the ability to do whatever I wanted, to my daddy. To devote myself to him with every ounce of my soul. I didn't have to do this. I could order him to love it when I gave commands. To be happy that I turned Uncle Wayne into a pathetic cuckold, to punish the man for daring to touch my mother.

It would be so easy. But... then I wouldn't be submissive. I wouldn't be his sex slave. I would control him. A daughter shouldn't control her parents. Her daddy.

"I will never give a command again without Daddy's permission," I said, speaking the words with all my conviction.

The moment the words left my mouth, my thoughts tingled as I felt my mind changing. I experienced what every one else did. My command settled into my own mind and... and it felt so right. I never should give a command again. Not without Daddy telling me to. My powers were his to use when he felt like it. I had no urge now to order him to love what I did to Uncle Wayne. A smile spread on my lips.

I was his slave forever now. I wiggled in his embrace, rubbing my ass against his hard cock. Incestuous desire surged through me. I wanted him to fuck me right now but... I didn't feel the urge to give him the command. I didn't have to war with myself to resist my powers. I didn't have to fight that allure.

"Thank you, Daddy," I said, such joy surging through me.

"Your mother and I always knows what's best for you, young lady," Daddy whispered in my ear. His dick slipping between the cheeks of my butt, nestling between them. He felt so hard. He needed to use me. I was so ready for him, pussy juices flowing down my thighs.

"Let me satiate you with my body," I moaned, squeezing my butt-cheeks around his dick. "Please, Daddy, use me. You're so hard. My holes are ready for you."

"But you've been a bad girl," Daddy said, grabbing my nipple piercings and tugging hard on both rings. Pain flared in my nubs, shooting down to my hot cunt. It only made me wetter. Made my cunt ache more for my Daddy's cock. "And what happens to bad girls?"

"They're punished by their parents," I whimpered.

"Follow."

Daddy pulled away from me, releasing my nipple rings. I groaned, missing his cock being sandwiched between my butt-cheeks. I wiped at my cheeks and followed after him, my stomach tensing. What would my punishment be this time? He already planned on disciplining me for my naughty behavior earlier.

Now I was bad again.

My aunt was stripped down to a leather corset similar to my own. She knelt between my mom and her daughter, Georgia. A tingle raced through me at the naughty, incestuous sight of the women of my family quivering for Daddy as he entered behind me. Wayne slinked in the corner, the wimpy cuckold watching his wife thrusting her large tits, the biggest in the family, out at Daddy, her fat nipples looking so bare.

They needed to be pierced.

Daddy seized my black braid and yanked me into the center of the living room. I gasped as I stood beneath the fan. It was a custom job that hid a hook Daddy could suspend a bound woman from. My parents used to have to hide their BDSM lifestyle from me. Learning my mother was a submissive explained so much about me and my desires.

"Slut, fetch the rope and floggers," Daddy growled as he grabbed my hands and lifted them above my face.

"Yes, Father," Mom purred. She rose with smooth action, her round breasts jiggling before her.

She hurried out of the room, her rump swaying. She was such a good sex slave. She didn't do naughty things like I did. But I didn't have to worry about that any longer. It was such a weight off my shoulders not to have any control over my powers. Daddy made all my decisions for me. Even though I was about to be punished, such excitement surged through me.

Mom returned with a coil of rope and handful of floggers, the leather straps each different colors and thicknesses. One had purple floggers with thin streamers while another had bright red straps that were nearly as thick as my wrist.

"Father," she purred, thrusting the rope at Daddy.

He seized it and set to work. With skill, he tied my wrists hard together, the rough fibers biting into my flesh. I savored the burning pain, trembling as he threaded the rope through the hook and then pulled it taut, stretching my arms above my head. He anchored the rope to the foot of the heavy entertainment system. I shuddered, my small breasts quivering. I felt so exposed with my arms over my head.

"Strip her corset, whore," Daddy snarled.

"Yes, Father," Aunt Louisa purred.

My aunt rose with equal grace, moving with all the poise of a submissive slave. She, too, wanted to please my daddy. I couldn't help smiling as Georgia watched her mother scurry to obey. All four of Daddy's slaves were together the way we were meant to be. My busty aunt moved around behind me. She unlaced my corset. I groaned as it released its grip on my torso. Loosened, she pulled it down my body, my new boots creaking as I stepped out of it.

I felt even more exposed now. Naked save for my thigh-high boots, I quivered. Pussy juices ran down my thighs. The hot trickle made me whimper. I groaned, as Daddy moved around me, his thick cock so hard.

"Hand out the floggers, slut," Daddy growled, holding out his hand.

Mom placed the flail with the thickest straps in his hand. He gripped it, the tails swaying as he stared at me. My heart beat faster, the tension growing in me. Mom handed the purple-tailed one to my aunt and a black-tailed one to my half-sister. Georgia rose, her round tits jiggling before her. She, too, had juices running down her thighs.

"You've been so naughty, Bess," my half-sister said, such an eager grin swelling across her lips. She smacked the flogger into her hand, the thudding sound making me shiver. "You deserve to be punished."

"I do," I moaned, wiggling my hips.

"Spread those thighs, young lady," Daddy said as he moved around me, flicking the tails of his flogger.

I shuddered and moved my feet apart. I felt my pussy exposed to all their gazes. My aunt, my mom, and my half-sister all licked their lips, staring at me with such lust. They all wanted to love me. To feast on me. To share such incestuous passion with me.

But first they had to punish me.

My family circled me. They moved around me, the four flails swishing through the air. I whimpered, pulling at the ropes holding my arms above my body. My hips wiggled, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. I kept moving my head, trying to keep track of all four of them as they moved around me, Daddy's cock so hard.

But I couldn't keep them all in my sight. I whimpered, my heart racing. When would the first blow come? Who would spank me first? Daddy? Or would one of his slaves strike first? Air stirred around me, churned by their flicking of the flails. The currents caressed my body, stimulating my skin.

I felt so aware of my body. I could feel every inch of me waiting. The carpet was thick beneath my feet. The rough fibers of the rope bit into my wrist. My nipples were so hard, throbbing with the pounding beat of my heart. My pussy ached to be filled. I wanted my Daddy's cock in me. Fucking me. I wanted him to pound me.

My ass wiggled, begging to be whipped. I deserved to be punished. But when would it come? I whimpered, the tension building and building in me. My entire body shuddered, my heavy nipple rings pulling on my nubs, stimulating them. Tingles raced through my body.

It was growing so unbearable.

My whimpers grew louder and louder. I whined, staring at my daddy as he circled me, his muscular body so strong. Uncle Wayne watched from the corner, looking so pathetic, wanting to join in but not allowed to.

"P-please, Daddy," I moaned. "I... I need to be spanked."

"Why?" he demanded.

"Because I was a bad girl," I groaned. "I used my powers without your permission. I gave orders I shouldn't have. I made Uncle Wayne into a cuckold, and Jim into his wife's sex slave. My powers are yours, Daddy. I never should give commands without your permission."

"That's right," Daddy growled. "Good young ladies obey their parents. Their daddies."

"Yes!" I moaned. "That's why I need to be whipped." I shivered. "Please, Daddy, punish me. Let your sex slaves discipline my wicked flesh."

Daddy walked out of my sight. I quivered, feeling him behind me. I threw a look over my shoulder, my braided hair swaying across my back. I shivered, staring at his naked form. He smacked the flail into his hand.

The thudding sound made my pussy clench.

I groaned again, my entire body trembling. I needed to be spanked. I was so glad I couldn't give commands or I would be bad again.

My pussy dripped with molten passion. The rope creaked through the living room, twisting about my wrist as I squirmed. I tracked Daddy as he moved around me, his eyes staring at me. He smacked the flail into his hand again, my ass clenching, aching to feel that kissing my rump and—

CRACK!

Pain flared across my back. One of the floggers wielded by my fellow sex slaves struck me at the shoulder, burning striping my back. I gasped, throwing a look over my shoulder and witnessing my mother's tits heaving, a big grin on her face as she—

SMACK!

Pain blossomed across my tits. My nipple throbbed as the thick straps whipped my breasts. My head snapped around, staring at Daddy as he grinned at me. I whimpered, the agony flowing through my body to my hot cunt, making me—

CRACK!

My aunt's flail landed on my rump, kissing me with burning fire. I rose on my tiptoes, my breasts jiggling. I swayed, the rope creaking above me. Pain throbbed across my body, pulsing where the three floggers had whipped my body and—

SMACK!

Georgia's flail hit my side, wrapping around my flesh to sting the side of my stomach. I sucked in a breath, moaning as the rapturous pain surged through me. My body swayed, rope biting into my wrist, adding more sensations to the agony rippling through me.

CRACK!

SMACK!

CRACK!

SMACK!

The thudding, whipping impacts hit my body from all sides. My family disciplined me. My daddy, my mom, my aunt, and my half-sister all flogged me. I gasped and moaned, drinking in the different feel of each flail. The sharp sting of the narrow flail to the thudding impacts of the wide ones.

The tails landed on my rump, my sides, my back, my upper thighs, my tits. They kissed my body with pain over and over. I screamed, my head arching, my body trembling. The heat seared me with such wondrous agony. My body drank it in. It fed my pussy.

My cunt grew hotter and hotter. Juices flooded down my thighs.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I moaned, my voice thick with the pain. Tears fell down my cheeks. It hurt so badly. I loved it.

The pain.

The agony.

The thudding impacts.

The punishment.

I deserved this.

CRACK!

I was naughty.

SMACK!

I was wicked.

CRACK!

The pain blossomed across every inch of my body.

SMACK!

My ass burned with such delicious pain.

CRACK!

My nipples throbbed from the bruising impacts.

SMACK!

Welts puckered my skin, striping me in beautiful red.

CRACK!

I could feel my daddy's strong eyes on me, his cock so hard as he whipped me.

SMACK!

Pussy juices stained my fellow sex slave's thighs, turned on by the incestuous delight of my flogged body.

CRACK!

I swayed and groaned as they covered my body in burning stripes. The flails thudded on my stomach, whipped my tits, cracked across my back, and smacked my rump. The pain transformed in my cunt into pleasure, building and building my pleasure.

My orgasm.

I shuddered, fighting against the rapture begging for my surrender. It would be so easy to let the pain carry me off into a new realm. To drift through ultimate ecstasy. But I was being punished. I couldn't cum yet. I needed permission.

Then, as if Daddy knew the struggle brewing in me, his flail swished up between my thighs.

He whipped my pussy.

"Daddy!" I howled at the pain exploding across the delicate lips of my cunt, my labia drinking in the thudding agony. My clit throbbed, my piercing twisting and stimulating my bud from the inside. "Oh, god, Daddy!"

"You've been such a bad girl," he growled, voice thick as my body trembled. My fellow sex slaves whipped the rest of my body as I stared at my daddy.

"So bad!" I moaned, fresh tears pouring down my cheeks, so cool against my hot flesh. I whimpered, squirming, my pussy begging for more. The pain was so close to rapture. Only a knife's edge separated the two.

SMACK!

He whipped my naughty cunt again.

The fail kissed my pussy lips with fiery agony. My breasts heaved as my entire body bucked. I hardly felt the other floggers thudding across my body. The pain of their impacts dwindled before the searing rapture burning through my pussy.

My cunt clenched. I wanted to cum. I begged to cum. The pain was so sweet. My hair swayed down my burning body. My stinging ass clenched. My tits heaved as my half-sister slammed her fail across them.

"Look at you," Daddy said, just watching as his slaves disciplined my naughty flesh. "You want to cum, don't you?"

"So badly, Daddy!" I howled, my pussy quivering. As the tears flooded down my cheeks, my cream ran down my thighs. I shuddered, sobs and moans bursting from my mouth. "May I... May I cum?"

"No."

He flicked his wrist with expert skill. His fail swished upward, hissing through the air.

CRACK!

My pussy drank in more agony. It transformed into ecstasy inside of me. Stars danced across my eyes. Darkness fuzzed around the edges of my vision, seeking to devour my sight as I stared at his strong face. My toes curled against the carpet as I warred against my instincts. I wanted to cum. Needed to cum.

But I would be a good girl. I would endure. For my daddy.

"Look at the naughty girl quiver," Mom moaned.

"Mmm, she wants to explode so badly," Aunt Louisa purred. "Her body's just aching for it."

"She's such a slut, Mom," Georgia moaned. "Mmm, my slutty sister."

"Such a slut," I whimpered, my pussy throbbing with bruised delight. "Please, Daddy, please, may I cum?"

"No."

I shuddered at the iron in his words. His flail flicked upward again, cracking across my pussy. The wet, thudding impact echoed through the living room. My screams followed. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting against my orgasm.

I wanted to cum so badly. The agony flowed into rapture. My pussy clenched so hard, forcing out more of my juices to flood down my thighs. The ropes creaked over my head. I gasped, my fingers clenching so hard. I wanted to be bad. I wanted to give in to my body's needs.

I. Would. Be. Good.

I grit my teeth, groaning through them as I swayed. My entire body throbbed and ached. Pulses of pain beat with my body. I felt so striped. Almost every inch of me hurt, the agony so sweet. I pulled on the ropes, pain flaring in my wrists. I wanted to be free. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to cum.

"Please, let me cum, Daddy!" I screamed. "Oh, god, I need it."

"Yes, you do," Daddy said, his voice coming from behind me.

A thick finger stroked along a welt painting my ass. I sucked in a hissing breath against the pain. He crossed over my crack to stroke my other cheek. He followed the puckered welt around to my hip. Then his finger reached my belly, finding a new line of pain to follow down to my shaved pubic mound.

To my clit's piercing.

I gasped as he grabbed the ring threaded through my throbbing bud. My clit felt so swollen. By the pain. By the pleasure. He tugged on it, making my entire body jiggle. Another flare of agony assaulted my pussy. I moaned as I fought against my orgasms.

"You want to cum so badly," Daddy said. "But you're not. Why?"

"I want to be your good girl," I moaned, my entire body shaking. Fresh sobs racked me, my shoulders trembling. My words grew choked. "N-not your... bad girl... Your good girl..."

His cock pressed against my welted rump, the tip sliding across my stripes of pain leaving cooling precum behind. I felt his incestuous need for my eighteen-year-old body. His cock dipped into the crack of my ass, nuzzling past my asshole as he moved it lower and lower until he found my throbbing labia.

Agony and need pulsed through my engorged pussy lips. I whimpered as he slid the thick tip of his cock up and down my abused cunt. He twisted my clit piercing as he found the entrance to my pussy. I quivered, wanting him to penetrate me.

"Use my b-body, Daddy," I said, my voice still thick with pain. My entire body hurt so wonderfully. "Let my n-naughty cunt satiate your dick."

He pressed his cock an inch forward into my snatch. I groaned at the wondrous pleasure sweeping through me, feeding my growing orgasm. My cunt clenched on him. I wiggled my hips, stirring the crown around in the entrance of my pussy. I ached to be filled by him.

"Are you going to cum if I slide my dick into all the way into your pussy, young lady?" Daddy asked, keeping only the tip in me.

"Only if you t-tell me I can," I moaned. "I'm your slut, Daddy. Your whore. Use me. Dump your jizz in me! I don't have to cum to serve you. To be your good girl."

He tugged on my clit piercing. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting against he pleasure. It was so hard not to cum. It would be so easy to surrender. But I wouldn't. I tossed my head back and forth as I warred against my climax.

"That's right," Daddy cooed into my ear. "Good girls only cum when their masters allow it."

"And you're such a good girl, young lady," Mom moaned.

"Yes," Aunt Louisa moaned.

I blinked and realized my mom had her arm around her sister, their bodies squeezed tight, her right breast pressed into Aunt Louisa left tit. Then mom moaned, turned her head and kissed her sister on the mouth, sharing in that lesbian incest they always wanted to indulge in but couldn't because they thought it was wrong. Even though they played BDSM together, sharing my daddy, they never touched each other.

But now they could because I was a goddess. A submissive goddess who would be such a good girl to her daddy. "I'll never be bad again, Daddy. Please, just use my body. You're so hard. You need to cum."

"You do, Daddy," my half-sister whimpered as she stood beside our kissing mothers. "I can satiate you if Bess isn't good enough. I don't have to cum, either. I just want to make you happy, Daddy."

Mom broke her kiss with her sister. "We all just want to make you happy, Father."

"Mmm, yes," Aunt Louisa moaned, her blue eyes fluttering, her large tits swaying. She licked her lips, a smile growing on them. "This is so delicious, Father."

"Yes, it is," Daddy growled. "You don't have to cum to please me, Bess, but it makes me happy when you do. You can orgasm as much as you want, young lady. I forgive you for being naughty."

Daddy thrust his cock to the hilt into my pussy.

Incestuous rapture exploded through my cunt.

"Thank you, Daddy!" I howled as my orgasm erupted through me.

My pussy spasmed on his dick. My flesh convulsed about him as I swayed and shuddered. My moans echoed through the living room. My back arched, rubbing into my daddy's strong chest. Juices gushed down my thighs as my cunt worshiped his dick.

I spasmed about him as he drew back, the ecstasy quivering through my body. The silky friction of his dick sliding through my cunt added more rapture to the bliss flowing out through me. It bathed my mind, stars bursting across my vision. They danced and swirled before me as I swayed, my shoulders burning, my wrists pulling on the restraint.

Daddy buried back into my convulsing cunt.

"Fuck, you have such a hot pussy, young lady," Daddy groaned, his crotch smacking into my welted ass. The pain flared, mixing with the rapture boiling through my snatch. "Just sucking at my cock."

"It wants to please you, Daddy!" I howled as the waves of ecstasy inundated my mind, each one triggered by his dick slamming into my quivering cunt. "It wants you to cum in me. To breed me like you bred Mom and Aunt Louisa!"

"Yes!" he snarled, thrusting harder, his balls smacking into my pierced clit with heavy thuds.

I groaned as his hands cupped my welted tits, jiggling my small boobs. My aunt and mom looked on with such hunger in their eyes. They licked their lips. I quivered beneath their incestuous lust, my pussy rejoicing about my daddy's cock slamming over and over into my convulsing cunt.

My mom and aunt broke apart and flowed to me. The older women leaned over and sucked on my pierced nipples. My nubs ached and throbbed in their hungry mouths. Their tongues played with my nipples rings, batting them, twisting them, stimulating my nubs. Tingles raced down to my pussy, adding to the boiling rapture quivering through my flesh.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm rippled through my whipped body. My breasts throbbed in Daddy's squeezing hand, my rump drinking in the thudding impact of his crotch every time he rammed into me. "It's incredible. I love you all!"

"Mmm, we love you, too, young lady," Mom moaned before she sucked on my right nipple again, engulfing my fat nub and piercing with her hungry mouth.

She sucked so hard.

I groaned, squirming, my pussy spasming so hard on my daddy's thrusting dick. My mom and aunt's mouths felt so similar and yet so different on my nipples. They both sucked and played with my nub, but Aunt Louisa fluttered her tongue faster, flicking my piercing up and down so fast. The gold ring stimulated my nub from the inside, increasing the pleasure.

Whimpers burst from my mouth, caused by my daddy's plunging cock and the two hot mouths sucking on my nipples. Pleasure flowed through my body and drowned my mind. My body bucked and quivered, pulling on the rope overhead. The hemp creaked as I twisted my wrists, aching to be free.

I was glad I was bound.

Then a new delight engulfed my clit. A pair of hot lips sucked on my pierced bud. I gasped, eyes widening in realization. My half-sister nursed at my clit, her tongue playing with my ring. Her chin rubbed in to my labia as Daddy fucked me so hard. She stimulated my bud, sending me to new heights of rapture.

I came even harder.

"Oh, my fucking god, yes!" I screamed as fuzzy darkness washed across my vision. Stars burst before me, twinkling with reds and blues and yellows. "Georgia! I love you!"

"Yes!" Daddy groaned, slamming his cock into me. "Love your sister. Your mother. Your aunt! You're all mine!"

"Yours, Daddy!" I whimpered, trembling beneath the sucking assault of my fellow sex slaves.

Georgia's tongue swirled around my clit before she tugged on my piercing with her teeth, pulling it from side to side. My eyes squeezed shut as such wonderful bliss flowed through me. My pussy convulsed so hard.

"Cum in me, Daddy, please!" I moaned, not giving him a command. I couldn't do that. I could only beg. "Please, please, breed me! I want to have your daughter! I want to give birth to your next sex slave!"

"Shit!" he grunted, pounding so hard into my orgasming snatch.

My mom and aunt sucked even harder on my nipples. Their eyes stared up at me, glassy with desire. They wanted that, too. I could feel it. They wanted Georgia and me bred by our daddy. They wanted to witness their granddaughters serving their master like they did.

My pussy writhed about my daddy's thrusting dick, so hungry for his incestuous cum to pump into my snatch and breed me. I wanted it so badly. My body heaved, Daddy's hands squeezing my small tits so hard as his sex slaves sucked on my nubs.

Incestuous bliss assaulted me from so many different directions. Georgia moaned about my clit as she sucked on it, her tongue batting my piercing. My nipples throbbed in my mom's and Aunt Louisa's mouths. My screams burst from my throat.

Then Daddy slammed into me. "Bess!"

His cock erupted.

"Take my seed, young lady! I want you bred!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I screamed, my most powerful orgasm exploding out of my cunt.

My pussy milked my daddy's erupting cock. My hot flesh writhed about his dick, wringing out every drop of his spunk. My greedy cunt wanted it all. Wanted to be bred. Flashes of my future, pregnant self flowed through my mind, my hands holding my round belly swollen with my daddy's daughter.

His future sex slave.

"I love being your goddess-daughter and slave, Daddy!" I howled as the rapture slammed into my mind.

"My beautiful goddess," he growled into my ear as the final blast of his spunk flooded my cunt.

My orgasm surged even harder at his words. The ecstasy slammed into my mind. Darkness swept across my vision. I plunged into a sea of incestuous bliss, carried there by my daddy's hard cock and my fellow sex slaves sucking mouths.

I drifted through a never ending space of bliss. I hurtled through a dark void of incestuous ecstasy. I gasped and moaned and trembled. My body drank in so many sensations. I couldn't catalog them all. They consumed me. All thoughts vanished.

I was merely a goddess writhing in the bliss of submission.

A hand stroked me. So strong.

Other hands caressed me. Loved me.

Voices whispered around me.

I felt something inside of me. Something change. Maybe it was all in my imagination, but... I was certain I could feel Daddy's sperm impregnating my egg, forming a daughter as I drifted through the rapture.

My eyes fluttered open.

I lay on the floor, my entire body aching and quivering from pain and rapture. My head lay on my daddy's lap. My mother, aunt, and half-sister knelt around me, stroking my body while Daddy caressed my forehead. My mom held a glass of water to my lips. I sipped it.

"You were gone for a half-hour," Aunt Louisa said, such an envious smile on her lips. "Mmm, I love hitting subspace. It's such a bliss."

"Yeah," I croaked, trembling. I sipped more of the water, my body rising out of my stupor, my nanites numbing away the pain, healing my flesh. I smiled up at Daddy. "You bred me. You put a daughter in my belly. I can feel it. I don't know why, but I can."

"Of course you can," he said. "The halo changed you. Made you something more than human."

"Made me your sex slave," I purred, rubbing my cheek into his hand. "I love you, Daddy. I'm your little goddess-slave."

"Yes, you are," he said, something almost like awe in his stern voice. He stroked my cheek. "I love you, young lady."

"We all do, sis," Georgia said.

My mom nodded and my aunt beamed at me.

I shuddered, so glad I was a goddess owned by my father.

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Deidre quivered, still in awe of her Goddess Bess surrendering her mind control powers to her father. The lesson rattled through her mind that sometimes power couldn't be trusted in anyone. Bess was a living example, a Goddess who gave up so much of her own control to enlighten the world.

"You're amazing," Deidre whispered to the screen as the Goddess recovered from her discipline surrounded by her family.

"She is," her husband, Robert, said. He stroked her hair, such a possessive gesture. His cum ran out of her pussy.

She looked up at him, her heart feeling so tight as it increased its beat. "May I... May I be your wife again? And also... your slave?"

As she trembled, waiting for his answer, Deidre realized she had to surrender her power to him. She ran the institute. She was his boss. She realized now why she cheated on him. To prove that she wasn't owned by him. That she was independent of him, a modern woman.

But now... now she knew a woman should be owned. Bess taught her that. She now had to surrender her power to her master, to the man she loved.

"Yes," Robert answered.

Deidre shuddered, so happy. She couldn't wait for the next God to be found, for the next deity to enlighten the world. Joy flowed through her as she lifted her head and let her husband, her master, claim her lips in a powerful kiss.

Like her Goddess Bess, she was owned.

The END