Training female parent and Her girl

At age 35, I found myself divorced after XIV age of married couple, and for the first time in my life, living on my own. My wife and I had married"Brigham Young ”, with me being 21 and my ex being 18 at the time. Like many vernal people, we had gotten married to"get away from home ”, and had been reasonably successful. We were both inexperienced with sex before our marriage, but we were both tidal bore and quick learners, and tried virtually every location and every position, short of doing it in public, that society would allow. After a match of years, we settled into a bit that was satisfactory for both of us, and had what we both would bear described as a"commodity"sex life.

Unfortunately, my married woman fell for the appeal of her outflank friend's married man, and I caught them having an affair. I was sorely tempted to fluff his brains out, but the bastard was too cowardly to waste a bullet on, and simply withdrew from the scene after I confronted him. Although my wife said it"wasn't about the sex ”, I could never accept that, and we eventually divorced. I read somewhere that you can either let a situation like this destroy you, or you can use it to stool you stronger. I was determined to make it the latter.

When I moved into a group of 1 apartment, I noticed a turn of"hardbody"females, ranging in age from 20 to 30, but I felt old and out of shape. I was 6'1"and weighed 220 lbs, and though I had always been acrobatic, the lastly few years, I had gotten voiced. I started watching my dieting and hitting the gym, first for three days, and working up to five mean solar day per week. It didn't take long to shed some weightiness, and begin to demo the results of my exercise. I also took up jogging, working up to two miles a day, and actually started to like it.

As this physical process was going on, I began to date, and in the foremost year, had dated and bedded over a 12 women. All were reasonably attractive, and a couple of them were even spectacular, but none were meant to be a farsighted term relationship. But I learned a cracking deal from the experiences. During this transition period, I began to experiment and even study the intimate operation. I learned what pleased cleaning woman ; what worked to get them to submit, and more importantly, what I really wanted in a family relationship and what type of intimate activity I really enjoyed.

I came to watch that I had definite"Dominant"inclination, and I liked to insure the situation. I was not into inflicting pain, mind you, but I wanted the womanhood to give in to my wishes, and if she did, the most exciting affair for me was to play her to a howling climax ; in fact, the More orgasms, the better, though most women are usually done after only one, despite storey to the contrary. I knew all about the clitoris, but I also learned to find the"G"spot, and to find out if my collaborator could experience an orgasm from this stimulation. I learned that some womanhood have trouble having an climax at all, despite all manner of swordplay, and even the use of toys. I learned that almost women, though not as aroused as a man over erotic pictures, usually would enjoy erotic literature, and if a little"romance"was included, so very much the better.

I had several issues of Penthouse letters, and some of the stories were a real turn on. When I found one that I thought was particularly"sensual ”, from a woman's perspective, I would share it with my mate at the time, and the results were often spectacular. Once, I was dating a slightly sr. charwoman, and I had her say some of the stories in the recent edition, and as she did, I gently licked her labia and button with the absolute slowest and softest strokes I could manage. She exploded in one of the wildest sexual climax I have ever seen a woman have. This taught me that if I could cause my partner 's mind at the same meter I was stimulating her dead body, she would invariably lose unadulterated controller, and cum like there was no tomorrow. And, of course, once you have given a woman one of these"terra firma shattering"orgasm, she is yours to do with as you wish. Few men seem to ever infer this enigma, and instead, rush to their own pleasure, and miss out on the really good sexual experiences.

After a yoke of years of the single life, and working myself into the best physical shape I had been in since kicking camp, I had become cognizant of another important fact. I was a"prime prospect"to any exclusive adult female out there, even if I had never gone to the gym. I was clean-living, had a good steady job, didn't do drugs, wasn't a drunk and didn't get my boot beating up on woman. At the same meter, I was clearly an"Alpha male ”, and more than one fair sex commented that I"intimidated"some people, or they found me a"short"grave and always felt safe when they were with me. Perhaps it was the fact that I was a cop and I didn't take any bullshit from anybody.

So much for the background. About this time, a friend of mine told me about a dame he knew who was a friend of his wife, and they wanted me to meet her. They set up a dinner day of the month, and I met Carol for the first meter. She was a stunning, bantam blonde. At 5'3"and 125 punt, she had an stupefy frame with breasts that were 35Cs, a twenty five in waist and hip joint that were a arrant 30 five to match the upper half of her. She had baby blue sky oculus and a dazzling smile, and had been divorced just over a class from an opprobrious, souse husband. She was a nurse at a local hospital, and worked almost the Saami hours I did.

I had managed to buy a squeamish star sign in the northern part of the city, and with the service of various sidekick, had fixed it up quite nicely. It had a kitty and a spa, and a houseful of well-fixed, if inexpensive, furniture. After our first date, Christmas carol came back to my firm with me, and it was brighten that she was instill with its appearance and neatness. We made out on the sofa for a bit, and though I could suffer made love to her right there, I made it a point not to hold sex on the first date, especially if I thought I would really like the madam. This kept me in control, and often resulted in the madam in question being very much more eager to delight the following time, if only from a feeling of insecurity. char often believe they control the intimate side of a family relationship, but it doesn't take a not bad raft of feat to overrule that control.

On our second gear day of the month, it was different. In fact, we never even left the family. We had sex on the couch, on the trading floor, in my bed and in a half dozen different positions. Carol loved sex, and as I discovered, she loved being dominated. I didn't have to inflict bother ; I simply controlled her status, her pace, and made her ask for license to cum. For whatever reason, this intensified her coming, and made her want even more. As I said earlier, not all women are multi orgasmic, but carol was. I could often get her off three or Thomas More times before I climaxed, and this lone brought her more under my control. I learned her husband was not a very in force lover, and according to carol, he often withheld sexual satisfaction from her as a mannikin of punishment. foolish man !

On our third base date, I went to Carol's house for dinner, and met her two cover girl girl. I am not normally one who is into very youth daughter, but both of her daughters were spitting figure of speech of their mother. Jennifer had just turned 14, and was an extremely cute fiddling blonde who also had huge sister drear eyes, and the kind of Brigham Young build that was already ripe, and made her looking at like an adult. Her breasts were saucy, and her ass was almost a perfect heart human body. She was about five feet and about 100 pounds, and wore extremely strain fitting little shorts and a halter top that left petty to the imagination. Her baby Pamela was eleven,"almost twelve"as she told me, and except for the boylike trope that had not yet begun to blossom, was almost identical to her sis. For whatever reason, both girls gave off a sensualness and suggestiveness that was beyond their years, but carol didn't seem to find, or to care.

We had a very nice dinner party, and I took them all out for ice cream after, and we got home around nine, which was close to the little girl'bedtime. They both went in to shower and get ready for bed while carol and I cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes. As we finished, and I started for the keep room, the bathroom threshold in the hallway opened, and Jennifer emerged, bare except for a towel held in battlefront of her, and started for the bedroom. She looked over her shoulder and saw me looking, and just smiled and continued on. I felt my shaft startle a bit, but that's only normal.

After the girls were in bed, Carol and I settled on the couch and made out, waiting until we thought the girls would be asleep, and then I began to touch her and fondle her. Carol had done one of the things I asked her ; she was not wearing a bra, since we weren't going out in public, and she had no panties on. It made access to her sensible seat much well-off. I was wearing trunks and a Polo shirt, and After I had Christmas carol nice and warmed up, she slid down to the floor, and as I lay back on the sofa and spread out my legs, she unzipped my shorts and fished out my cock and began to work out and stroke it. She has an extremely soft and ennoble mouth, which I like, because it allows me to hold off cumming for an indefinite period. She had been working at this for about five minutes, when I happened to spread my eye, and when I looked over, Pamela stood in the foyer debut, in her jammies and holding a blanket in front of her, watching us. I don't know how foresightful she had been there, or just what she had seen, but I sat straight up, and Christmas carol came off of me, startled and wondering what was going on. She saw where I was looking, and turned to see Pamela just standing there.

"Mommy, I'm hungry"Pam explained. Carol got up as though cypher had happened, and went to the kitchen, got her daughter a glass of water, then took her to her bedroom and tucked her in."Do you cerebrate she saw what you were doing ?"I asked when Carol returned, but she didn't seem concerned and thought Pam had just gotten up and was still half asleep and saw nothing.

We retired to her sleeping accommodation, and I was even more conjure than before. I brought Carol to a climax by licking her and fingering her at the Same fourth dimension. She had shaved her pussy, except for a small exclamation detail just above her button, and I loved the bare look and spirit of that on my glossa. After she came, I rolled her over on her stomach and got her into a doggie spatial relation, and made her put her custody behind her, as though she were handcuffed, and resting her weight on her chin and shoulders. Her ass was absolutely beautiful, and her anus was completely exposed. I had fucked her bow-wow style before, but had never had her anally. I fingered her kitty-cat for a minute, because it was already wet and juicy, but then I transferred some of that juice to her anus, and worked my finger in to the middle knuckle joint. She moaned as I did this, but didn't object. I asked her if she had ever been fucked in the ass, and she said no. Her ex had tried to squeeze her to do it once, but he was so roughly, she pushed him off and he never tried again. I told her I was going to get it on her in the ass, and I would make sure she was fully set before I entered her."OK"she said, quietly. She was totally in my control.

I first worked one finger, then two in her rectum ; turning them around, and stretching the opening, gradually. Carol moaned at every new movement, but it sounded like a moan of pleasure. Finally, I thought she was as prepared as she would be, and my cock was hard and throbbing and covered in pre-cum. I positioned the heading against her anus and jabbing gently, while pulling her hips toward me at the like fourth dimension. I didn't need to worry, because Christmas carol pushed back against my cock at the same clip. It was a very tight chess opening, but very gradually, I got the head word of my cock past her sphincter muscle, and with each thrust went deeper and recondite until she was completely impaled on my cock. I held it there for a few arcsecond, just throbbing in her ass while she continued to gasp and moan."Are you O.K."I asked her."I'm wonderful"she answered. She later told me it was an incredible intuitive feeling, and had always been a fancy of hers to be ass fucked, but only if it was done right, and she said I definitely did it right. I began pumping, and gradually picked up the pace until I was pounding into her as hard as I could go. We were both making noises, but were also completely lost in our own sensations, and suddenly, I felt her nails rake across my ballock, and the sensory faculty caused me to blow up and fill her with my load. It was an incredible orgasm for me, and Christmas carol said that she also climaxed, even though she didn't think she would.

We fell asleep, but I woke early, and got up and showered, dressed, and was about to leave when I heard yelling in the early room. Carol and Jennifer were squared off against one another, yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs. carol was wearing a short-change robe, with null under it, and Jennifer was again wearing a halter top, and the nasty duo of white short-circuit shorts I've ever seen, and they were almost transparent. It was cleared she was not wearing a bra, and her nipples were clearly visible under the thin material. My dick jumped involuntarily at the sight of her. The argument was plainly about what she was wearing, and Christmas carol was demanding she change before going to school, and Jennifer was just as adamant she was not going to. About that fourth dimension, Pamela entered the room, and joined in the yelling, though I wasn't trusted whose face she was on.

One thing I won't tolerate is topsy-turvydom, and this situation was clearly getting out of handwriting. Suddenly I heard Pam screaming at her female parent, and she was saying something about"I saw you sucking him off finale night, so how can you be such a prude"as she looked at me accusingly."That's none of your business, Loretta Young lady, and besides, we are adult and you are youngster"Carol screamed back, clearly not in control of the berth. Finally, I had had enough, and I roared at them to SHUT UP ! All three immediately went tranquillize, and turned to depend at me. Jennifer looked a little scare and Carol and Pamela both were a little stunned by my tumultuous disturbance. When I yell, I can be quite convince and intimidating, and I used it for all it was worth.

"Ladies, one thing I will NOT put up with is yelling and hollering when I am in the house. I don't like chaos ; I don't like disrespect and I will not put up with sass !"I looked at the two girls and said"I am dating your mother, and I am beginning to like her a great quite a little. I was also beginning to wish both of you a great deal. You are both gorgeous, and are going to drive the boys crazy, if you aren't, already. But if I am going to be involved in your life history, there are going to be rules ; MY rules. For one thing, what goes on in this house, or in my menage is just among US ; not anyone else. Jennifer, if you want to dress as revealing as potential around the house, and among US, that's ticket, but when you want to leave the house, you will dress in an reserve and MODEST manner. You turn the boys on enough, as it is, I'm for certain. But tempting them to rip your clothes off and have their way with you is NOT ACCEPTABLE ! Am I making myself shed light on ?"

Jennifer stared at me a few present moment, then quietly answered"Yes, sir."

"Then go to your elbow room, and put something more seize on, and be certain that you are wearing a bra and step-in, and that I can't see anything of your private area when you return."

Jennifer left for her way to modify, and I turned to Pamela and saw a slightly frightened expression on her face."Well, Brigham Young lady, it looks like you were someplace you weren't supposed to be last night. Did you get a safe smell ?"

Pamela grew red in the font and looked down at the floor."I didn't mean to look. I was just thirsty, and when I came out, you were doing it and…"

"How long were you there ?"I asked her.

"Just a span of proceedings ; I didn't see everything…I just know what Mom was doing to you."she said.
"Well, I suppose it was our fault for not being more secret, but grownup are allowed to do thing like that with each other, and nestling are not. Do you understand ?"

"I guess so"she smiled."I wish I was old enough to do that, though."

"I'm sure you will be, soon enough, but in the meantime, you are to forget what you saw, unless you are talking to you mother or me, in individual. Is that clear ? You are not to severalize anyone else about what you saw."

"Yes sir, I promise"and again, a trivial impish smile crept across her face.
Pamela headed off to her chamber, and Carol and I were alone."I'm sorry"she said."I can't seem to hold in them, anymore, and their beginner was such a lech, I'm afraid they may be heading for trouble, and I can't stop them."

"Do you want my aid ?"I asked her.

"Yes, I would love that, but are you for sure you want to put up with this ?"she answered.

"No, I'm not sure, but if you trust me, and will pay me absolute and total control over BOTH you and the girls, I think I can help. Unless I have that control, then I won't be sticking around."
She got a look of concern in her centre."Please, I need you to stay. Anything you say, we'll do ; just please stay"she pleaded.

"I'll remind you of that hope, if you complain about my methods. If you do, I'll leave immediately and I won't be coming back"I told her."I'm going nursing home, and I have to work this week. I have to get some detail for the side by side meter we are together. I think next weekend, I'll have you and the young woman over to my post for the weekend. give surely you all bring swimsuits. The sexier, the better ; and I mean for you AND the missy. They are becoming curious, at a dangerous age, and they need to be taught…properly. Don't you agree ?"I smiled at her.

Christmas carol looked a little scared, but then her expression cleared, and she answered"Whatever you say."
I smiled, kissed her deeply, and then started to leave. Just as I got to the door, Jennifer came out in a E. B. White, long sleeved blouse, with the sleeves rolled up and a pleated skirt that stopped just above her genu. She had on black slip-ons and though she looked endearing, she was no longer the sex kitten of a few minutes before.
"Is this OK ?"she asked, while turning in a full moon band for me.

"Yes, that is very attractive, and appropriate. You are still a knockout, but now, you don't feeling like a jade anymore"I told her."I can tell you have a bra on. What about the panties ?"I asked her.

She blushed, slightly, and then lifted her chick to exhibit me she was wearing a twain of white Jockey shorts. I could still see the outline of her pussy through them, but that was acceptable. Once again, my dick jumped involuntarily. I finally made my way out of the house and headed home.

Once I got home, I began to compile a list of the"token"I would need to properly control a houseful of pin-up ma'am, and teach them the things they needed to know in the manner I thought they should be taught. I am not one who normally is into young young woman, but for both their sake, and that of their mother, I needed to control their sexuality before they got themselves into trouble. After searching online for awhile, I found everything on my leaning, plus a brace of point I hadn't thinking of. I placed the orders, and paid duplicate for contiguous delivery. Everything arrived in the future three twenty-four hours, and I took a day off from work to rest home and assemble the point that needed assembly. My shaft stayed hard the totally time, but I did nothing to assuage myself. It could wait.

On Fri night, Carol showed up with the girls and all of them had a humble piece of luggage with clothes for the weekend. In addition to the bathing suit I had asked Carol to land, I also told her both miss could pick out any article of clothing they wished to wear at my theater for the weekend, even if Christmas carol thought it inappropriate. Carol understood the message, and simply told the little girl they were unloosen to choose whatever they wished to wear. She told me that Jennifer seemed to smile when she told her that.

We ordered a pizza pie for dinner, and Carol and I had a ice of wine-coloured with our meals. After, I told the girlfriend to change into their bathing costume, and we would try out the pool. carol had brought a gorgeous bikini that showed off her tits and ass in an incredible way. I usually wear boxer vogue luggage compartment, but I had been working out and running, and I was down to a XXX four waist and had ripped abs that were Charles Frederick Worth showing off. My arms, thorax and shoulders were well defined, and the work in the gym clearly showed and I wanted to put on a display. As a result, I bought a twain of Speedo brief that barely concealed my packet, and in fact, my pubic tomentum peeked over the top. I had trimmed the hair off the top interior of my thighs so it wouldn't show out the sides.

When we reached the pool, both little girl were already jumping in and spatter, and then would get out and run to the diving control board and jump again. Jennifer was wearing a very brief chocolate brown bikini, not unlike her mother's, and her young, ripe soma showed even more clearly, particularly now that the suit was wet. The top was not padded, and her nipples clearly showed through the fabric. Pamela was only slightly more modestly dressed, in that she was wearing a illume blue two patch case, but not a Bikini. Her breasts were not yet developed enough to require a bra, but her nipples and areola were beginning to blow up out, and it wouldn't be long before she would develop like her sister. At the sight of them, as well as the presence of their beautiful mother, my peter began to swell, slightly, and in the bantam Speedo, it was obvious to anyone who looked, but I didn't care. In fact, that was the whole point.

Jennifer, in fact, obviously noticed. As I approached the puddle, her eyes couldn't leave my crotch. At number one, Pamela didn't seem to take posting, but when I dove into the pool, the emerged wet, the view was even more pronounced, and both Jennifer and Pamela were staring. I looked over at Carol, and saw that she was also staring at my bulge, and she licked her lips without realizing it. I saw her glance at the girls, but she said aught, but returned to her own staring. My cock chose that minute to flick, slightly, and Jennifer let out a giggle. I simply plunk back into the pond and began to float a few laps.

After a while in the puddle, we had decent show, and it was exonerated that the intimate tension, even among the young girls, was thick. I called everyone out of the consortium and into the theatre. The daughter wrapped themselves in with child beach towels, and carol put on a vaporous slip on, while I put on a Tommy Bahama silk shirt, but left it unbuttoned. The ladies went into the living room, and I made some hot chocolate for us all. When the fille were all seated, I told them I had an promulgation to make.

"Your mother and I obviously like one another a great mess, but whenever a stranger joins a household, not everyone is pleased with it. For starters, what do you girls think of me living with you and your mother ?"I asked them.

"DOE that entail you're getting married ?"Pamela asked.

"Not necessarily, right away. That may happen down the road, but right now, we want to make sure that we can all experience together as a happy family, before we make it sound"I told them.

"I think that's cool"Jennifer said.

"So do I"Pam affirmed. Both girlfriend kept stealing coup d'oeil at my private parts, but my stopcock had relaxed, for the consequence, and wasn't quite so obvious.

"Well, if we are going to be one sept, you are probably going to number here to survive. My house is great, and I have a pocket billiards and a hot tub. There's plentifulness of room, but you would accept to change school, and make some new Quaker"I told them.
Both shouted that that was OK. They had vauntingly grin on their faces.

"But, if you're going to be with me, in my family, you will have to postdate my formula, and con to obey me. I will NOT tolerate shouting and arguments like I heard the other day. I am in boot, and I will administer field of study whenever, and however I feel requisite. That applies to both the two of you and to your female parent !"This caused a surprise feeling on the lady friend'faces, but Christmas carol kept an absolutely true nerve.

"Your mother has agreed to turn over control to me, and also turn over your training to me. I will learn you about things you are curious about, and also about things you need to know. You may experience some painfulness from my method, but you also will experience pleasure, some of which you know nothing about. And whatever you learn or experience in this firm, you may NOT talk to ANYONE outside this household about. Before I go on, are you still willing to come here to live, with your mother and me ?"

Both girls were staring at me with a potpourri of care and excitement. They weren't for certain what I was talking about, and weren't for sure how to answer. They looked at each other, then at their mother. carol looked at me, and said"I told you I trust you completely, in this, but you won't hurt them, will you ?"

I looked each of them in the eye before replying."I will not injure them in any way, but part of the training will take painful sensation. I do not enjoy inflicting pain, as some do, but sometimes, pain is necessary to make a level. For object lesson, if you are told not to touch on a hot pan on the stove, and you do so anyway, you will get burned. Once that happens, you learn the lesson much better than simply being told."

"Oh, that's obvious. We're not that dumb."said Jennifer.

"Oh, I know you are not slow ; far from it. You are both highly intelligent and extremely beautiful, and as a result, you could get yourselves, and possibly others hurt, even though you don't mean value to do so."
"What do you stand for ?"asked Jennifer.

"The other break of the day when you were dressed so…provocatively, on your way to school, you knew you looked extremely sexy, didn't you ?"

"I suppose so, but a lot of girls garb that way. It doesn't mean anything"she answered defiantly.

"Oh, but it does mean something. It means you are advertising that you are available for sex, even though you may not mean to. It means that you don't respect yourself decent to overcompensate your plus, and that you are afraid if you don't show them off, the male child won't be attracted to you. It means the abode you are brought up in doesn't maintenance enough about you that they will make you vesture seize clothing, and they don't care if someone takes advantage of you and force you to have sex. After all, you are advertising, aren't you ? That's the same as ‘ Don't touch the hot pan ’, but in this case, the ‘ burn'might be more than you bargain for ”.

Pamela was looking at me very seriously, now."Do I bear your nail pledge and promise of respect, or do your female parent and I end it here ?"I asked them.

After a moment, they both looked at each other, and then at their mother, then back at me. Both respond"We promise ”.

"commodity ! Then there are a few things I need to show you. You are going to be staying here for the weekend, so MY rules are in force immediately. get along with me, all of you."

Christmas carol followed the two girl as the all followed me down the manse to the lord bedroom. I reached under the bed, and pulled out the low gear item, and opened it up. The token looked like a individual prayer kneeler, found in a church, except the kneel pad was slightly wider, and in situation of the padded rest in front, there was a 2x12 stock, which had two smaller holes for deal and a larger hollow in the middle for a neck. It was split across the centre, and had padding inside of each hole. One side of meat was hinged, and the other side had a latch, to mesh it in place. Each side of the gunstock had an adjustable bracket, so it could be raised and lowered, to fit the person who was in it.

"This is a brisk stock. If one of you misbehaves to the extent it is required, you will be brought in here, placed in the gillyflower, and I will spank you the capture numeral of times, until I think the degree has been made. Oh…by the way…when and if I must spank you, you will have to off your habiliment, and will be completely naked in the spanking breed. The humiliation and plethora of being displayed in such a fashion is as practically a handicap as the spanking would be."

I took out the next token, which looked something like a roman print sword, except that the end was rounded, rather than pointed. The edges were tapered, but not to an sharpness. The edge itself was also rounded. It was about 30 inches in overall length, and had a daily round leather wrapped handle."This is the boat paddle I will use if it becomes requirement to distribute a spanking. It is made of birch tree, and is slightly flexile, which gives it good pop, when used properly. As I told your mother, I will never ‘ injure'you, intentionally, but with this paddle, I can inflict sufficient pain to get the message across. It stings like to dickens, but won't bruise too badly, and it won't cut the skin."

Next, I took out a 24"leather riding crop, with several four inch leather strips on the end."This is a ‘ quirt ’, also known as a riding crop. This can also be used for spanking, but it has other, more appropriate uses on certain stamp, private function that may need to be ‘ trained ’."

I could separate by their rapt stares that none of the ladies was missing a Christian Bible of what I was saying. I took out a charge card squeeze bottle that contained a whitish heart and soul."This is a soothing cream. It almost immediately begins to sooth the painfulness and reduces the redness when it is applied. I will employ this when I think you have learned your lesson, before you are released from the stock."

I took out another small-scale bundle. interior were three duration of velvet ; one shameful, with a gold emblem on the end, and about a one-half in extensive. Two more velvet cartoon strip were in the packet ; one a dark royal Amytal with a silver clasp and the second a deep deep red, also with a silver clasp. I laid these down on the bed, but said nothing.
"carol, you are initiatory. Please step to the kneeler, and get in position, so it can be adjusted to fit you."
"M…Me"she stammered.

"Yes, you. You are topic to my rule, and you will be field to my subject field. You DID correspond to that, didn't you ?"I asked her.

"Y…yes, I guess I did. I just didn't expect… ”, but she stood, and walked to the kneeler and knelt down while I opened the stock. It was obviously too high, and I loosened the brackets, and lowered it several notches, so that when she leaned forward, her knees were perpendicular style to her vertebral column, and her back was horizontal to the base. The kneeling pad had a pyramid in the center, so that the knees had to be kept at least sixteen in apart. This opened the buttocks and thigh of the someone kneeling, both to observation and to access. I fastened Carol in the stock, and asked if she was comfortable, could breath, and other than being a lilliputian afraid, was she OK. She nervously said she was. I then released her, and she moved away quickly.

"Jennifer, you're next."
"W, ,, why me ?"Jennifer asked nervously
"Because you are next oldest ; Christmas carol was oldest, so she went first. You are next. You aren't going to debate with me about this, are you ?"

"N…no sir, I guess not"and she slowly moved to the kneeler and took her place.
The lineage was a slight high for Jennifer from her mother's fitting. I marked the angle bracket with a C for Carol's fitting, and then adjusted it lower for Jennifer. It was about one notch too low for her when she got into the line of descent, and I was about to parent it one notch when I noticed that with her head and berm slightly lower than her hips, her ass stuck up in the air at an incredibly aphrodisiac Angle, and I knew that I would revalue the opinion even more, should Brigham Young Jen ever need the spanking store, for real. Somehow, I thought that clip might not be too far off. I fitted the breed to her, made certainly she was comfy ( she didn't seem to note the slim lean ), and then released her.

Pam moved to the stock without my asking. She saw the other two do it without harm, and went along with it without wavering. The same fitting that had fit Jennifer also fit Pamela, though in her case, her spinal column was parallel to the floor, as Christmas carol's had been. I marked the square bracket with a J and a P for the girls.

"Now that you have been fitted for the"pain"token, now we must fit you for the pleasure items."I picked up the black velvet ribbon, and walked over to Carol, and put it around her neck. The gold clasp snapped into stead, and it fit perfectly. The Royal blue catch I put around Pamela's neck opening and the silver clasp snapped shut. Finally, the crimson neckband I placed around Jennifer's neck, and snapped the clench into place.

"These collar are to be worn around the sign of the zodiac, when I am home. They are your way of acknowledging me as your skipper and that you are subject to my commands, whatever they may be. You are NEVER to wear these collars outside of the home, unless I give you a specific instruction to do so. Is that pass ?"

All of them looked at me and nodded their heads. They were totally mesmerized, even Carol. I took another bag from the dresser drawer. Inside were three boxes. Each was marked with an initial. I opened the one marked C."Christmas carol, come and stomach here, in nominal head of me, please."

carol did as instructed, as I removed the hanker flatware chain from the box. I had known her sizing pretty well, and made a pretty good guesswork at the young lady. As Christmas carol stood still, I put the quarter inch silver chain around her articulatio coxae, just below her navel, and fastened the grasp. It was a consummate fit, and would lay against her skin just below the scanty line. At one end, a six inch length still hung down, and on the end was a half column inch stainless steel ballock. I positioned this"dangle"directly below her navel, and the globe bearing fell just below her clitoral area, but outside her bikini buns. I looked at her and grinned, then pulled the social movement of her bikini out, and dropped the piffling ball down the front. I used my fingers to slew it into position, then up…and out of site.

"How does that find ?"I asked her with a smile.

"Oh, my God, that's incredible ! Do you KNOW what that feels like ? I don't think I can strike this very long."
"You'll learn to enjoy it, and then apprize what else I can do for you"I told her with a smile.
"Jennifer, come here, please ”. Jennifer moved slowly toward me, her eyes never leaving the little clod on the end of the chain.

"I may need to line up this some, because I had to guess at you girls'sizes, but it should be close."
I fastened the flatware chain around her hips, just as I had Christmas carol's, and let the dangle with the nut nightfall straight down.
"Do you consider they are quick for this ?"Carol asked, apprehensively.

"Will it hurt them ? Or will it give them pleasance, and avail in their training ?"I asked her, before continuing.
"MOM ! He knows what he's doing, leave him alone, and let him rail us."Jennifer blurted out.

Carol laughed, and so did I."Go ahead, then"she told me.

Jennifer was almost shaking in prevision and fervor. As fill up as I was to her, I could smell her feminine aroma, and it was intoxicating. My cock was starting to throb at the thought of what I was about to do. I opened the front line of Jennifer's Bikini, but before I dropped the ball in, I looked down her tum. I could see a lowly, delicate wisp of blonde hair, but it looked as though she was trimmed exactly as her mother. My cock continued to pinch as I dropped the orchis into space, and released the cloth. It turned out to be an excellent fit, and again using my finger's breadth on the exterior of her bikini bottom, I worked the little egg to the meat of her opening, and then tucked it into her, just beneath her clitoral toughie. As I did so, Jennifer's genu buckled, as she experienced a firm orgasm. I caught her before she fell, but she was groaning and almost delirious with pleasure. Carol knew what had happened, and started to rush over, but stopped when I slightly shook my head. Pamela had a smile on her aspect, so I guess she also knew, but she said naught, and simply waited her turn.

Jennifer finally recovered, and looked at me with the most incredulous look, the she grinned and said"WOW !"
Pamela was next, and as I fitted the Ernst Boris Chain around her shank, I whispered to her"You might not experience quite the Lapp level of pleasance as you mother and sis, but give it a little time, and you'll becharm up to them. And I may evince you another way, if you like, but it will be private"I winked at her.

She leaned close to my ear, and whispered,"You just wait until next year, when I start my period. Then we'll see"and she smiled down at me. I dropped the clod down her front, and again, used my fingers, to stance it in her little opening, and then tucked it up and under her clit. She didn't spasm quite as toilsome as Jennifer, but almost. The untried lady actually had an coming, and when she had recovered, she put her arms around my neck, squeezed me hard and said"WOW !"and then kissed me hard on the mouth.

There were a figure of other surprise I had in store for all the girls, but I was so conjure up, I needed to fuck Christmas carol in the worse way, so we broke up the meeting and sent the fille off to bed, but neither of them would go to sleep until I had come in to hug and kiss them good night. Both lady friend insisted on being kissed on the lip, and Jennifer offered me her tongue, which I accepted. I am a valet, of course.

Carol was naked in the sleeping accommodation, when I came in, except she still had the arrest and the body chain on, as had the little girl. I began kissing and stroking her, and felt for her G spot, up behind her clitoris, and very gently massaged it, whispering dirty little things in her ear, as I did. Just as she started to top out, I asked if she saw the way that Jennifer had climaxed so hard when I placed the pleasure ball in place. The memory of that import, brought back so clearly by my watchword, set off a fantastic orgasm for Carol, and she bucked and moaned and spasmed on my paw and fingers for almost 30 endorsement. When she was finally through, I could wait no longer. My balls were swollen and killing me from my constant state of arousal.

I instructed Carol to carry her property on the spanking kneeler, which in this pillowcase, was going to be used as the fucking kneeler. I didn't quite raise it back to her full moon position, but left it a notch lower so her ass was more elevated and her pussy exposed, as Jennifer's had been. I moved into military position behind her, and found it gave me perfect admission to either her pussy, her ass, or if I moved to the other position, her back talk. I decided her pussy would do just fine, tonight, but as I began to slowly cerebrovascular accident into her soaking wet tunnel, I asked her to describe how the young woman were feeling, and to order me what she had felt as I started on the girls'training. She told me it made her so hot, she thought she was going to cum just from watching and listening, and she told me the missy appeared to be in good script, then she started to tell me some"training"hypnotism for them, and it was so graphic and so hot I exploded my cum into her, enjoying one of the longest and surd climaxes I've ever had.
I am looking forward to far family breeding .