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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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I knelt before my Mistress. My submission was absolute. I drank the golden nectar that flowed from her pussy. I was her slave, body, mind, soul, and heart. I would do anything for her. If you want to discover the ultimate submission, then you must embrace even the filthiest request of your Master or Mistress. You must devote yourself to their pleasure. In doing so, you will discover yours.

—The Slave Chronicles 4:1-2

Mark Glassner

My sister shuddered beside me as Mary devoured my cum from Antsy’s pussy. The sight made my dick ache in April’s hungry, sucking mouth. I stroked my hand through the April’s bushy hair as she bobbed and sucked while her cute glasses slipped down her nose.

This was wonderful. I was sharing the joys of the sluts with my family. Mary, my sister, and my mother all savored delights, each beyond the taboos of religion and society that proclaimed what was going on in here a sin and crime.

“Mmm, Mistress, that was an amazing cum,” moaned Joy. “I must repay you. Mistress Mary taught me to love licking pussy.”

My mom shuddered as Joy slipped down to the floor. The Asian slut licked her lips as she unbuttoned my mother’s jeans. My mom sucked her fingers, sticky with Joy’s pussy juices, into her mouth as she stared down at her sex slave.

“Yes, show me what you can do,” moaned my mom.

Mom lifted her ass up, allowing Joy to wiggled her pants and panties off. My mom spread her legs, showing off her thick, brown bush. She stroked Joy’s black hair as the slut leaned in and took her first lick of my mom’s pussy.

“Oh, yes, sweetie,” moaned my mom, her hips undulating into Joy’s hungry lips. “Mmm, lick Momma’s cunt.”

Antsy looked over at Mom. My little sister licked her lips as she shuddered on my fiancee’s lips. “You’re so beautiful, Momma.”

My mom’s hazel eyes flickered open and she gazed lovingly at my sister. The two saw each other not as mother and daughter, but as women. Beautiful, sexy women discovering the joys they had to offer each other.

“Not as beautiful as you’ve become, Samantha,” purred my mom. She leaned over and, to my utter delight, she kissed my sister right on the lips.

“Damn,” I groaned, my dick almost erupting into April’s sucking mouth.

My mom and sister made out. They moaned as they kissed, both shuddering as their pussies were devoured. My sister’s hand stroked my mom’s cheek, so tender and loving. I gripped April’s bushy hair as the pleasure of her mouth made my balls boil.

April bobbed her head on my cock, sucking and twirling her tongue while her fist pumped up and down the bottom of my shaft. She moaned and purred, eager to please me while I watched the incestuous sight beside us.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Mary moaned.

I glanced down at my fiancee. Her lips were smeared with my cum and my little sister’s pussy juices as she watched the taboo kiss. Her hand rubbed Antsy’s thigh as Mary leaned back in to tongue my sister’s cunt. Antsy moaned into my mom’s kiss, her breasts jiggling.

I placed my hand atop Mary’s. “Naughty filly.”

Mary smiled back up at me. She licked her stained lips. “Horny stallion.”

It was wonderful to hear our nicknames for each other.

Antsy gasped as my fiancee buried her face back into my little sister’s pussy. Mary devoured my sister’s cunt and tongued her hard. Antsy moaned louder into the kiss with our mom as she shuddered beside me. I groaned, so close to cumming.

The doorknob rattled.

Everyone froze. We all glanced at the front door as it creaked open. “Hey, Sandy,” a woman called out. “My mom baked a casserole for you.”

Betty Cooley, my mom’s lover, walked in holding a glass casserole dish. She took two steps into the house before she realized that an orgy had broken out in the living room. Her eyes locked on Sandy with another woman between her thighs and her hand on her daughter’s lips.

Stunned hurt painted Betty’s face mocha-skinned face. Disbelief gleamed in her blue eyes as she drank in the entire sight. Her lips worked soundlessly. It must have been quite the shock to her to walk into an incestuous orgy.

I studied Betty. She was gorgeous. I had once asked her out to a school dance. She said no. She was half-black and half-white which gave her an alluring, light-chocolate skin and brilliant blue eyes. When the economy tanked, Betty moved back in with her parents up the street and she and my mom became close and somehow fell into being lovers. Last Saturday night, my dad caught them in bed together. My mom believed Dad was going to hurt Betty, so she shot him in the back.

He probably was going to hurt Betty—the guy was an abusive, drunken asshole.

Mary was the quickest of us to react, standing up and reaching the stunned woman. She placed an arm around her shoulder. Betty glanced at Mary and shivered, her body reacting to Mary.

“It’s okay,” Mary cooed. “It’s just a family that’s expressing their love for each other.”

“I’m sorry, Betty,” my mom said, covering her face in shame. “I…I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s okay, Sandy,” Mary soothed taking the casserole from Betty and handing it off to Via. The slut scurried off to the kitchen with it, her naked ass flashing beneath the hem of her scrub top.

“I really don’t understand,” Betty said, squirming in Mary’s embrace.

“Just relax. Everything that happens is perfectly fine.”

Betty’s shock and nervousness went out of her as she fell under Mary’s mind control. Betty’s once silver aura was now black. My dick throbbed in April’s mouth. I was eager to see what Mary would do next.

It was hot knowing Mary made people obey the same way I did.

“Just relax and have fun,” purred Mary as she reached beneath Betty’s flowery sundress.

Betty’s eyes widened as Mary did something beneath Betty’s skirt. Then Mary pulled down a pair of racy pair of red panties. Betty stepped out of them and Mary held them up in her hands, a big grin on her face.

“So, did you come over here to bring a casserole or make love to Sandy?”

Betty’s cheeks grew darker. “Make love.”

Mary let out a purring laugh as she tossed the panties to me. I caught the frilly underwear and brought them to my nose. I inhaled. Betty had a spicy musk. I came into April’s sucking mouth as I savored the panties of my teenage crush. My cum boiled out of me into April’s eager mouth. The slut moaned as she swallowed every drop.

Mary had a naughty glint in her eye as she led the pantyless Betty over to me. Mary knew all about my high school crush on Betty. My dick stayed hard in April’s sucking mouth. I had a feeling I knew exactly the game my Mary wanted to play.

“April, finish Antsy off,” I told her. “Make my sister cum.”

“Yes, Master,” April said, my cock popping out of her mouth. She scooted over and Antsy gasped as April dived into her cunt.

“Shit, that’s hot, bro,” my sister moaned as she squirmed on April’s eager mouth.

“Betty, just sit down on Mark’s cock and everything will feel better,” Mary whispered in the girl’s ear.

“Okay,” Betty whispered. She glanced at my mom, who smiled and nodded at her. My mom relaxed and let herself enjoy Joy’s pussy licking.

“Hi, Mark,” Betty said, straddling my waist, the tip of my cock brushing her pussy. “I never thought we’d have sex.”

“Is that why you didn’t go with me to the dance? Cause you’re gay?”

“In High School?” She shook her head. “I wasn’t sure I was gay then. But, well, you were such a nerd back then.”

“And now he has the best cock in the world and you are wet to fuck it,” Mary purred in Betty’s ears.

“Yes,” groaned Betty. Her pussy grew wet, her juices coating the head of my cock in her juices. “Oh, yes, I can’t believe it. He does have the best cock.”

Mary winked at me as Betty’s tight cunt slowly sank down on my cock. I had the best fiancee in the world. I groaned as I savored the wet, tight grip of Betty’s cunt. It was my boyhood fantasies come true. I spent so many nights jerking off into my sock thinking about Betty Cooley riding my dick.

“That’s it, slut,” I groaned. “Love my cock.”

Betty’s eyes fluttered and her pussy clenched down on me. She was so hot. I may have just cum in April’s hungry mouth, but I would be quickly depositing another load into Betty’s tight snatch. My mom’s lover bottomed out on my cock, her mouth open wide in silent pleasure.

Mary sat behind her on my knees, pressing her body up against Betty’s back and licked at her ear. “Mmm, doesn’t Mark’s cock feel great inside you?”

“Yes,” Betty moaned, her hips slowly moving on my cock. “Oh, I haven’t had a cock in me for years.”

Mary reached her hands up, pulling off the straps of Betty’s sundress from her round shoulder. Mary tugged the dress down to expose a racy, red bra supporting Betty’s round breasts. I cupped a tit through her bra.

“You were ready to seduce my mom, weren’t you?” I asked.

Betty’s cunt gripped my cock as she slid down my girth. “Yes.”

“Oh, and I would have let you,” gasped my mom. “You know how much I love red panties.”

I was learning new, startling things about my mom every day.

Mary undid the clasp of Betty’s bra. Her chocolate breasts spilled out before me, dark nipples erect. I rubbed my face between them, enjoying the silky softness as Betty rode my cock. I sucked Betty’s nipple into my mouth.

She moaned and shuddered on me.

“Now, Betty, do you still love Sandy?” Mary purred.

“I do,” Betty moaned, her hips moving her pussy faster on my cock as I suckled on her nipple. Her cunt felt so amazing on my dick. “I love you, Sandy!”

“How about you, Sandy?” Mary asked.

“God, help me,” my mom admitted, looking surprised. Joy was still eating her pussy out. “I, I guess I do. Even though it’s wrong. Even though it’s a sin. I love Betty.”

“Love is never wrong,” Mary firmly told my mom. “Now, Sandy, I have three orders for you and you can choose to ignore any other thing I tell you, okay?”

“Yes,” my mother moaned, her eyes locked on Betty riding my cock.

“One, you will be available to Mark so he can perform the Zimmah ritual whenever he needs to.”

For me to perform the ritual, I need to fuck my mom, cum in her cunt, and have whatever Thrall I was binding to my soul drink our combined fluids. It was an important ritual. The only way to ensure our sluts couldn’t be controlled by someone else was to bind them with the spell, otherwise a nun could turn them against us.

“Two, you will let me perform the Zimmah ritual on you. Three, you will move into our neighborhood and let Mark and I protect you from our enemies.”

“O-okay,” Sandy admitted, not that she had a choice, then she gave Betty a look of love. “Would you like to move in with me?”

“Yeah,” Betty gasped. She bucked atop me as she shuddered in joy. “I’d love that, Sandy.”

“This is Joy, she’s our sex slave,” Sandy introduced.

Joy looked up, her almond eyes shining with happiness, her lips sticky with my mom’s juices. “I hope to make you very happy, Mistress.”

Betty nodded, lust shining in her eyes. Mary reached around, her soft hands playing with Betty’s breasts as I nursed at her Betty’s nipple. My hands caressed Mary’s and we squeezed Betty’s tits together.

“Betty,” Mary purred, “I’m going to give you three orders and then you can ignore whatever else I tell you. First, having a sex slave if perfectly normal. Second, you will let me perform the ritual of Zimmah on you. Third, incest is perfectly all right. Okay, sweetie?”

“What’s the Zima ritual. Isn’t that the weird alcohol from the Nineties?” asked Betty, turning her head to look back at Mary.

“It’s a spell,” Mary told her. “And it has nothing to do with any alcoholic drink.” Mary caught her lips in a kiss as Betty’s cunt slammed up and down on my cock.

Next to me, Antsy gave out a little shriek and shuddered on the couch, her eyes fluttering as an orgasm washed over her. She gripped April’s bushy-brown hair. Antsy kept the slut’s mouth pressed tight against Antsy’s pussy. Her breasts jiggled as she writhed.

“Ooh, that was nice. Can I have a sex slave?” Antsy asked eagerly after her orgasm passed. “They seem kinda neat. It’s nice having someone available to lick your pussy when you get horny.

I released Betty’s nipple. “Sure,” I answered. I pulled my sister’s face in and kissed her on the lips. “Love you, baby sis.”

“You can have Via,” Mary said. “Ask to pee in her mouth, she loves it.”

“I do,” Via said, kneeling down before Antsy beside April. “Would you pee in my mouth, Mistress?”

Antsy blinked at her. “Um, I guess I could.”

Mary gave Antsy similar orders that she gave my mom: to move into the neighborhood and to let Mary perform the Zimmah ritual on her and then she could ignore any other orders Mary gave her. I wasn’t paying too much attention.

Betty’s pussy felt amazing on my cock.

She rose on my cock faster and faster, working hard to make us both cum. Mary sucked at Betty’s neck and with her breast. Mary’s right hand slid down and found Betty’s hard clit. Betty shuddered on me, her pussy spasming as Mary rubbed her nub.

“Oh, god, that’s so hot. Oh, yes, Keep rubbing my clit.”

“Please, piss in my mouth, Mistress,” Via moaned beside me. She had taken April’s spot before my sister. “I love to drink pee. Please, Mistress. I’m a pee slut. I need it.”

“Fine, I’ll piss in your mouth,” Antsy groaned.

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Samantha “Antsy” Glassner

Everyone looked at me, even Betty as she rode my brother’s cock hard. Mom writhed on Joy’s mouth and Mary had a big grin on her face. But my new sex slave was the one that captured my eyes. She knelt before me, an excited grin on her face.

“You’ll love it, Mistress,” she promised.

I hoped so.

I couldn’t believe it. I had fallen into the delight of a woman’s mouth licking my pussy. Maybe I wasn’t straight like I had thought. A woman’s mouth on my pussy was different from a man’s. She was softer, her tongue more nimble, and she knew where to lick to make me cum.

The memory of Theodora’s pussy filled my mind. What would Via’s pussy be like to lick? Or Mary’s? A hot flush ran through me as a naughty, taboo thought filled me. What would my Mom’s taste like? I glanced at my mother. She was so beautiful as she stared at me with such encouraging eyes.

What would it be like to sixty-nine with my mother?

“Oh, you have such a pretty pussy, Mistress,” moaned Via as she seized my hips and pulled me to her pussy. Her lips latched on to my pussy, sealing tight over my urethra. She sucked and I could feel the pee wanting to flow out of my bladder into her mouth.

I swallowed. The living room echoed with the wet, slurping sound of Betty’s cunt riding my brother’s cock. Betty had looked away, back to concentrating on making my brother cum. Her hips writhed as she fucked my brother. She had to be close to cumming. She kept gasping and moaning, her voice growing higher and higher in pitch.

Via sucked again.

I shuddered, and looked down at her. I tried to relax my bladder, but a nervous tingle ran through me. Everyone was staring at me. I wanted to cover my naked body. I couldn’t do this. Peeing was something that should be done in the privacy of the bathroom.

Even if I was peeing into a woman’s mouth instead of a toilet.

“You’re so beautiful,” my mom moaned. “Oh, yes, I’m cumming.”

Listening to my mother’s passionate moans, while hot, did not help me pee. I glanced at her. Mom’s breasts jiggled as she ground her pussy against Joy’s mouth. Even though she was cumming hard, Mom still stared at me with hungry eyes.

She wanted to watch me pee in Via’s mouth.

“Please stop looking,” I muttered. “I can’t go if everyone’s looking.

Mom stood up and walked up behind me. I shuddered as she pressed her warm body into my back, her breasts so soft but her nipples hard. The contrast sent an excited flutter through my body down to my pussy. Her lips brushed my neck then her tongue licked up to my ear.

“It’s okay, Samantha,” purred Mom. “I think we are all passed being embarrassed about the nasty things we like to do. We’re a family now. Let’s share everything.”

I nodded my head. My naked mother held me while a woman was ready to drink my pee. Never in my life had I thought this moment would have come. I groaned, undulating my hips on Via’s mouth as I relaxed my bladder.

My urine flooded out. It splashed into Via’s mouth. The woman moaned as she swallowed my piss. I stared down at her, my pussy clenching at the sudden rush of heat that passed through me. I pissed harder, my urine splashing into her hungry mouth.

This woman would do anything.

“Fuck this is nasty,” I moaned.

Mom’s hands slid up my body and squeezed my tits. I moaned, leaning my head back against Mom as I savored the wicked delight of pissing in my sex slave’s mouth. Mom’s fingers pinched my nipples, the superclass shooting down to my aching pussy.

“Piss in her mouth, sweetie,” purred Mom.

“Yes,” I groaned, my bladder clenching, forcing out the last few drops into Via’s hungry mouth.

“Delicious,” Via moaned, pulling her face away. Some of my piss had trickled down her chin in yellow rivulets. “Now I have to clean you up.”

Via buried her mouth back into my pussy. I shuddered in my mom’s embrace as Via’s tongue swirled through my pussy folds. My sex slave was eager to find any errant drops of piss and lick them off my pussy.

I loved it.

“Fuck, you’re one nasty slut, Via,” I moaned, rubbing my ass against Mom’s stomach as I writhed on Via’s face.

My pussy was on fire. My mom licked and nibbled at my ear as I ground my hot flesh on my sex slave’s mouth. I made a woman drink my pee. My pussy clenched at the thought. I let out a low moan and shuddered as my orgasm burst through me.

Via kept licking me through my orgasm, hungry for my pussy juices as much as my pee.

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Mark Glassner

Betty fucked me faster, grinding her clit into my pubic bone as she bent down and kissed me on the lips. I still watched my sister shudder on her pee slut’s lips out of the corner of my eye as I gripped Betty’s ass. My dick throbbed in the Black girl’s cunt.

“I should have said yes when you asked me out to that dance,” Betty moaned when she broke the kiss. “Your cock is amazing! I just didn’t want to…to not be popular.”

“You were missing out,” Mary moaned into Betty’s ear. My fiancee squeezed those delicious, light-chocolate breasts.

Betty let out a low moan, her cunt squeezing my cock hard as she rode me. Her body trembled in our arms. Mary licked and nibbled at Betty’s ear. The Black girl slammed her hips down on me, her body shuddering.

“I’m going to cum so hard,” moaned Betty.

“Scream his name,” hissed Mary. “Scream my horny stallion’s name as you cum on his cock, whore.”

“Yes, yes!” moaned Betty. Her pussy spasmed on my cock, milking me. “Mark! Your dick’s so good. Oh, fuck. Oh, yes!”

Betty shuddered between Mary and me, her pussy spasming on my dick. The caress of her flesh shot pleasure through my body. I squeezed her ass and groaned as my seed spilled inside Betty’s cunt, inside my mom’s lover. The couch groaned as my back arched. The pleasure rushed through me at the taboo delight.

“Damn,” I groaned. “We did miss out, Betty.”

She smiled at me and gave me a softer kiss.

Mary slid off my knees and sat down next to me. I broke the kiss with Betty, put my arm around my naughty filly, and pulled her close. I gave her a kiss. When I broke it, I groaned, “Thank you, Mare, you’re the best.”

“You found a winner there, son,” Mom said as she walked over from Antsy. She bent down and kissed Mary, too. My dick throbbed in Betty’s wet pussy as I loved the sight of my mom kissing my fiancee.

“I lucked out, too,” Mary grinned when my mom broke the kiss.

My mom smiled then grabbed Betty and pulled her off my cock. “Come on, my chocolate bunny, I want to eat my son’s cum out of your cunt.”

“Oh, that’s so wrong,” groaned Betty with a shudder as she was led down the hallway to my mom’s bedroom. Joy followed. The door closed.

“They’re cute together,” I told Mary.

She nodded at me, then motioned to my sister cumming on Via. “They’re pretty cute, too.”

I grinned and watched my sister writhed and buck, held upright by Via’s hands gripping her ass. The sex slave devoured my sister’s pussy. Juices ran down her chin, joining the lines of piss. Antsy bucked one more time and let out a low moan, then she stumbled back.

“Fuck, that was hot,” panted my sister.

“So you’ll pee in my mouth again?” Via asked hopefully, staring up at my sister.

“Hell, yeah, slut!” Antsy excitedly said. “I came so fast and hard on your nasty, pee-drinking mouth. What should I do with you tonight? I’ve never had a sex slave.”

“Well, there’s this great club called the Clam Diver,” Via said.

“Sure, let’s go,” Antsy said then led Via off to Antsy’s bedroom. “Let’s find something for us to wear. You look about my size.”

“Are you going to tell her that the Clam Diver’s a lesbian club?” Mary asked me.

“That’s the club you went to last week?” I asked Mary.

“Yeah, I met Via there.”

I laughed. “Well, Antsy may not be a lesbian, yet.”

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