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“Wow, don’t stop on my account,” Alan said as he watched his nephew lay pipe on his caged wife. He didn’t question her kinky behavior around the house.
Tucker froze, and his leg muscles wouldn’t move. He pulled his pecker out and faced his Uncle. He looked mortified.
“Really give it to her good!! Sock it to that sweet ass of hers! Betty likes it rough and hard,” Alan suggested with a wicked grin. He was happy his wife was getting plowed while she was in the cage. He assumed they were both getting off on it. He had no reason to believe that his wife was being taken against her will. She loved sex, and he assumed that his nephew had her permission to take her ass.
She would have told him so if not.
Alan said he was just up to get something to drink. “Have fun, I am not a jealous guy. Betty needs more sex than I can ever give her,” Alan said. He was incredibly turned on that other men wanted his wife. They wanted what HE had. He could tell her not to do it if he wanted to but Alan had a very kinky side as well.
Alan wasn’t jealous because he wasn’t insecure about her. He knew that Betty was his even if she was doing what her sister told her to do. He’d seen Mark make her perform jumping jacks and smack his wife’s ass around the house. It had only made him chuckle. He didn’t question the fact that his nephew was dumping a load into his wife’s ass. He went to the kitchen and got himself a drink and went back to bed without question.
Tucker, on the other hand, cleaned himself up and left without another word to Betty. She felt bad about what had happened, but she was willing to admit what had happened if it bothered her sister. She was also ready to be punished in any fashion she thought was necessary. He was panicking inside with the possibility of his mother finding out what he had been doing with his Aunt.
He wasn’t sure how Mark would take it. He did not mind Tucker smacking his mother’s bottom, but he wasn’t sure if his cousin would be cool with the two of them fucking. Tucker’s mind raced with the terrible thoughts about his behavior, and he was ashamed of himself.
That next day Alan didn’t say anything about what he had seen. Karen was oblivious to what happened. He watched his wife crawl into the kitchen and make him breakfast. She waited with his daughters on the floor and then ate off the floor like an animal with her hands behind her back. He had to go to work before he could watch Tucker take them out into the yard to piss and shit. Alan thought he would quite like to watch that.
Karen picked out extremely revealing clothes for the girls to wear at school over their chastity belts. There were a lot of slutty girls in school, and these outfits would definitely get noticed, but it wouldn’t get them sent home with a note.
She drove them to school, so they didn’t have to take the bus. Karen decided to finally register her son in high school. She wasn’t sure if that was the right thing to do. She might be taking that job if it was offered to her, and he’d have to change schools again. Tucker actually wanted to go to school. Mark made it seem like it would be fun.
On the way to school, Cheyenne sat on Tucker’s lap. She casually brushed his dick with her hand and pretended not to notice. At school, they didn’t call everyone Sir or Ma’am, but they generally acted polite whenever Mark or Tucker was around.
Tucker got registered into school, and Mark helped orient him around. He introduced him to his friends and helped him get acquainted.
The following week things went like clockwork around the house. Once all the kids were off to school, Karen began setting up the schedule. She’d go over what guys could and couldn’t do and give them a price range. She greeted them at the door and offered them a beverage while they waited for Betty.
If Betty didn’t have a client she was either cleaning up or doing chores around the house or sitting on her perch at Karen’s feet while Karen worked on setting up appointments. Betty practiced sucking cocks and sliding up and down on the fat dildo plug perched in her ass.
Karen kept her sister fairly busy fucking guys all afternoon.
If they didn’t have any appointments, she put Betty on the computer and made her perform webcam shows. Tucker had set up a Patreon and Onlyfans account for her and showed her how to run the site.
Karen insisted that Betty wear anal beads while she sat in a chair and played with herself. They hung down like a tail. Betty didn’t enjoy the impersonal nature of the shows, but she obeyed. It was another stream of revenue, and Karen wanted to keep her sister busy.
Karen also read a lot about BDSM online when Betty was in a session without her. Most of her reading confirmed what Karen had been told by Master Robert. She understood that dominants had a responsibility that came along with the authority they had over their submissive. She was responsible for educating their submissives on the proper behaviors and attitude as well as maintaining discipline and giving them a purpose. The submissive does not have to question what they will do that day. They have to think and focus but they don’t have the headaches and stress of being the one to make the plan. They simply obey and serve. Karen structured her lessons to motivate Betty along those lines. She found calling her Piggy and talking down to her was a form of positive reinforcement that kept Betty in a constant submissive mindset. Karen learned that pain came in many different forms and that humiliation was sometimes more painful than the whip.
It was very enlightening to her. She also found herself frequently masturbating to dirty stories she read online. She was surprised how many of the stories included families and how they dealt with finding their kinky lives intersecting with their vanilla lives. Karen was pleased to see that so many of those stories involved being open and honest about what they were doing because she had secretly felt shame about some of it.
Once the girls got home from school, they stripped and removed their wigs. Karen made them act as hostesses and be friendly to the clients. They took turns greeting people at the door. The greeter had to get down on her knees and ask if they could remove their shoes. Karen wanted them to kiss their feet, but they refused to kiss old men’s feet.
The greeter checked them in with Karen and verified they had an appointment. Then they offered to bring them a cold beverage or a complimentary snack. The other girl would act as a table and remain at Karen’s feet so that customers could set their drinks and food on their backs.
Naturally, the girls preferred to be the greeter over table duty.
Karen loosened some of her restrictions about the girls. She allowed customers to slap their butts and pinch them, but because they had on chastity belts and nipple shields, they could only touch around them. Karen didn’t advertise that the men could do it, but she didn’t mind a little slap or a tickle now and then.
She wouldn’t allow men to touch her that way, though. She maintained a distance herself. The sessions she did with her sister were always with her as a domme whipping or spanking Betty for the amusement of the men.
The girls also performed what Mark started calling “Sexcercise.” Deep knee bends, squats, and a lot of dancing and jiggling around the house at his direction. The customers seemed to really enjoy watching the girls workout in the living room.
If Betty was available, she would also participate with the girls. Karen liked to make her stand up and snap to attention and then squat very low on her perch – impaling her asshole down on the fat dildo by the couch. Karen was kind enough to give Betty time to lube her asshole between sessions so she wouldn’t hurt herself – but her ass was almost always stretched out between sessions. These sit-down/stand up drills were pretty frequent during the day when they were alone.
Karen still felt a little self-conscious about everything her son and Mark were witnessing, but she viewed it now as a necessary side-effect of disciplining her sister, and since they had already seen it happen she didn’t feel so guilty about instructing Betty to sit down on a thick dildo in front of them.
Karen always made sure to ask the customers how the session went. They were usually quite pleased. Most of her regulars noted that Betty was more attentive and giving than ever in the bedroom. Once a customer wasn’t satisfied with Betty’s performance during a session.
Karen made Betty apologize and admit that her mind had been elsewhere during the session and spanked her ass black and blue in front of him. It was one of the few times she really had to discipline Betty outside of the bedroom sessions when she acted as a Pro-Domme and whipped her sister.
Betty had gone from having three to four customers on average per day to having more than twenty. She was also on display for countless strangers on webcam.
Betty was never given permission to masturbate. Karen told her when and how to masturbate for relief as a reward for good behavior. The only time Cheyenne and Savannah were permitted to masturbate was when their chastity belts needed cleaning.
Karen made it a ritual and usually performed it in full view of customers as sort of a floor show while they were waiting to fuck Betty. She handcuffed Savannah’s hands behind her back and unlocked her chastity belt.
“Cheyenne will shave you and play with you afterward for fifteen minutes while you sniff your chastity belt,” Karen said. She let the girls shave each other over a mirror in the living room in front of customers. This earned them a lot of tips. Once Cheyenne was finished, she washed the chastity belt with rubbing alcohol, and it was locked back on Savannah.
It only took 15 minutes for the slender Plush dildos to be recharged. Karen didn’t slide them inside the girls. She left them touching their clits and assholes so that they would tease – but never quite satisfy them.
A few hours later, Cheyenne would get her chastity belt cleaned the same way by Savannah in front of different customers. It was intensely erotic, and Cheyenne and Savannah seemed to enjoy the show once they got used to it.
Sleeping together nipple to nipple and face to face every night had taught them to be very open about touching each other’s bodies. It also helped them earn the most tips!
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