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Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly.
"It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."
"Wasn't my brother enough of a man for you?"
"Master is the most skillful lover I've ever had. The best orgasms of my life have been with him?"
"Would you agree, Lisa?" Cindy asked.
"Definitely. Totally cosmic cums; much better than my former husband."
"The one who raped you both, who got shot? Mom and Dad told me about him."
"That's the one."
"So why did you fantasize about multiple men fucking you?" Cindy asked.
"Haven't you? A cock in your cunt, one in your ass, another in your mouth, all making you cum and cum and cum?" I asked.
"I don't think I've ever thought about it before."
"You should. There's nothing like it to a slave slut like me."
"Wait a minute! You've been triple penetrated?" Cindy asked, shocked.
"During the first three weeks of my slavery, Master allowed me to fuck other men. Due to the books he knew I was reading, he thought I might like to experience some of my fantasies."
"What other things have you done as a slave?"
"Sucked his cock under the table at a restaurant. Seduced a sales clerk in a dressing room at a Department Store. Fucked a food delivery driver. Orally pleasured a bunch of his friends when they won poker pots. Had my sexual services sold at an auction. Walked a part of the Pacific Crest Trail naked, fucking a couple of the strangers we met on the trail. Been spanked, paddled and whipped until cumming. Worn a Slave Trainer until I begged to cum. Fucked countless women, orally and with toys."
With each thing I listed, her mouth opened a little more until you could shove one of the Strong boys cocks in it. I still hadn't mentioned the orgy on Memorial Day. That might have dislocated her jaw.
"You did all those things too, Lisa?"
"Every one."
"What about you, Rhonda?"
"I haven't done everything on that list. Domina tries to protect me from public sex due to my profession. I've only had two men share my body at once, though between the four of us, I've had all three holes filled at once."
"My own family? Who would have believed my own family capable of this?" Cindy wondered aloud.
"My parents are in an open marriage," I said. "They date and have sex with other people, though they have no desire to leave one another. Lisa's parents participate in regular orgies. Your parents played with Bondage and Discipline. We never knew until after we became slaves. People hide a lot of what they do behind closed doors. What's the strangest thing you've ever done sexually?"
"Had sex with two men on the same day, and I felt like such a slut doing it. That wasn't even doing them both at the same time."
The three slaves laughed. "You just thought you were a slut," Lisa said. "We are sluts and loving it."
Master came back, hair damp, smelling of bath gel. Looking good enough to eat.
"Nice junk, brother," Cindy said.
"I don't think my sister should be commenting about my junk," he said.
"Perhaps you would feel more comfortable if you could comment about mine," Cindy said.
She started slowly unbuttoning her blouse, pausing as she undid the last button. If she expected one of us to stop her, she was mistaken. We were naked slaves who'd come to terms with our sexuality. Master didn't stop her either, perhaps curious about his adult sibling. She undid the last button and shrugged her blouse off her shoulders.
Underneath, she wore a lacy bra, black, and her areolae were faintly visible. She pulled down the zipper on her dress and unbuttoned the waistband, pausing again, waiting to see if we'd stop her. We didn't. She dropped the waistband and the dress dropped to the floor, puddling at her feet. She had on a matching pair of panties, pale pubic hair visible between the lace. She stepped out of the dress and reached behind her for the bra clasp, unhooking it. Waiting momentarily to see if anyone would stop her. The only one who would stop her now would be herself. Master was watching with interest, his cock starting to engorge slightly as blood left his brain and flow to his cock. It was an excellent strip show. Her shoulders shifted forward and the bra slipped down, baring her breasts, nice C cups with a puffy areola and nipples, which seemed to swell under our gaze.
She straightened up, letting her bra drop on her dress. She looked at us. We looked at her. Nobody said a word. She grabbed the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them down her hips, releasing them when there was nothing holding them up anymore. They dropped to the floor.
"Nice junk," Master said, somewhat breathlessly.
"You look good enough to eat," Rhonda said, and Cindy blushed.
She was beautiful. I'd eat her in a heartbeat. She was tall, like me, blonde like me, but blonder, more like Master. The sun made my hair lighter, but my pubes, when I had them, were darker. Her bush was blonde, the light hair doing very little to cover her cleft. She kept it trimmed on the top and sides, a nice delta, maybe trimmed shorter, though I'd probably need to run my fingers through it to be sure. She had the natural grace and athleticism of her brother, perhaps a wee bit firmer and wider in the waist than my pre-pregnancy figure. Our faces weren't all that similar except for the blonde hair.
"Her body looks a lot like yours, Julia," Lisa said. "Well she would if you weren't pregnant."
"Did you ever imagine you were fucking your little sister when you fucked me, Master?" I asked.
The question was obvious, given the similarity in our appearance. Master ignored his slave, but Cindy asked too.
"Did you imagine you were fucking me when you fucked Julia, Scott?"
Dan and Sandy rang the doorbell, Master saved from answering for the moment. He went to answer the door. I doubted he'd be able to avoid the question forever.
"Rhonda, please bring Cindy's clothes to her room, unless she'd like to put them back on for her parents." I looked at her questioningly.
"No. I want to see what this is like," she replied.
"Yes, Domina."
She gathered up Cindy's clothes and took them away. Cindy was blushing. She probably hadn't been naked in front of her mother since she was in her teens and in front of her father for longer. That was about to change in a big way. Scott brought them into the house and they saw their daughter standing there in her altogether.
"Mom, Dad, it's good to see you again."
Sandra immediately went to Cindy and wrapped her in a big, bare, bear hug. Dan was more hesitant, reacting more as he did with me, hesitant to bring me in close for the full squeeze he did when I had clothing on. Cindy wouldn't let him get away with it. She pulled him in tight until his arms went around her back, just above her bare ass.
"You decided to go naked like the rest of them, Cindy dear?" Sandy asked.
"When in Rome," she replied.
"I wish I looked nice enough to go naked," Sandy said. "It does seem comfortable."
I knew for a fact she didn't look bad for a woman of her age. I kept my mouth shut. She could choose to strip or not.
"Dinner is ready," I said. "Why don't you all have a seat in the dining room and we'll serve."
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