106

SCOTT
What the fuck is Julia doing, I thought when she asked Zoe about Penal Code 285. Christ, we knew what it was because we'd been playing on the boundaries of it for a week. Is she going to tell everyone Cindy's been sucking my cock? Telling her to shut up wasn't going to do anything but call attention to Cindy and I, so I had to keep quiet. I hoped there was damn good reason she was bringing this up which wasn't going to put a fucking spotlight on us. Those hopes were quickly dashed.
"The law governing incest?" Zoe asked.
"Yes."
"My specialty is commercial law, not criminal. I'm only vaguely familiar with it."
"How quickly would it take you to look it up?"
Everyone began looking at us, wondering why Julia was asking the question. Cindy lowered her eyes, knowing a well as I did this was all going to come out. My parents were looking at me, then Cindy, then me again. My Dad's lips tightened the way they did when he got mad. I hadn't seen that look for a whole lot of years. Mom had a scared look on her face, wondering how deep our shame extended. Julia was only looking at Zoe, not looking at anyone else. Was she oblivious?
"About ten seconds on my phone," Zoe said.
"Could you please look it up right now?"
Zoe glanced at me, then Cindy. She looked at her phone, pulling up the relevant law.
"In your understanding of 285" Julia asked; "is there anything in there which would prohibit the new slave from expressing her gratitude for her feeding by sucking or licking the genitals of her brother or parents?"
Okay, not where I thought this might be going, but she was playing a risky game.
Zoe gave the explanation I knew she'd give. There was no legal reason Cindy couldn't suck my cock, nor Dad's nor Mom's cunt for that matter. So Julia asked Brianna if she would be outraged if Cindy treated her own family members no differently than anyone else. So all Brianna had to do was decide and maybe that would be the end of it, but Brianna had to know more. She asked why Julia was familiar with that particular law.
Julia said that Rhonda had looked it up. Julia had been concerned with her role as Cindy's Domina and wanted to know if she'd be violating the law. When Brianna asked if the knowledge of the law had resulted in some cock sucking training, Julia said it had. Dads hands balled up into fists. Oh, he was royally pissed. Mom looked more at ease, however. Perhaps the knowledge that nothing illegal had occurred and her children weren't going to be arrested, putting her mind to rest.
Brianna said she wouldn't be outraged if her slave showed gratitude the way she would to the others, but she wouldn't make her serve us either. Dad couldn't let it stand. He needed to know more and he wasn't going to be satisfied with where it was now. He asked for permission to discuss this with his family. Brianna handed Cindy her end of the leash and told her to go to her family, offering us the living room for some privacy.
"What have you done, Julia?" I whispered to the back of her head.
She turned and struggled to her knees. "Please forgive me, Master. I think it's best they know. These things tend to slip out over time. I'm hoping your parents will be reasonable."
"We'll soon find out, won't we?"
I joined the rest of my family and I felt like every eye was on me as we left the room.
We'd barely crossed the threshold when Dad turned and pushed his face into mine and low and threatening said, "What the fuck have you two been doing?"
Mom put a hand on his arm. "Honey, they didn't break the law." She thought a moment more. "Did you?"
"No, Mother, we followed the letter of the law," Cindy lied. "No one wanted to test Rhonda's loyalty to her job against her loyalty to Julia. We haven't fucked, at least, not that way."
"Why?" Dad growled, a vein throbbing on his forehead.
I didn't know what to say. I lusted after my sister. Even now I wanted to fuck her, despite my father's anger.
"It's my fault," Cindy said. "Mine entirely. Blame me if you must."
"It takes two to fuck," Dad said. "Why should I blame only you?"
"Because I love him," Cindy said. "I've loved him since I was a teenager. It's the reason I spied on him and Zoe having sex. I wasn't trying to learn about sex. I was jealous. I wanted to fuck him. I hatched a plan hoping he'd fuck me. I waited naked for him one day when you were gone and he was coming home from college. I pretended to come out of the shower when he went into the bathroom to pee. I was hoping he'd see me and make love to me, but either I wasn't pretty enough, or he was too honorable to fuck his little sister and he left me alone in the bathroom to cry."
Ah, jeez. Cindy had planned that whole thing?
"It's why I moved clear across the country and never come to visit. Because I couldn't stand seeing him happily married to Julia and knowing she was fucking him and I couldn't." She started crying. "I can't help how I feel about him, Mom."
Mother put her arms around her and pulled her into an embrace. "Oh, dear. We wondered why you never came home."
"Julia found out how much I loved him. She's generous enough to share even a tiny part of him with me. It's why I'm moving back to California. Perhaps her knowing and making sure we stay within what was legal and making sure nothing worse happened is the only reason nothing did. She makes sure we stay within the bounds of the law."
Except for once, in an incredible burst of generosity.
"Daddy, please don't hate me, and don't hate Scott either. I've added joy back into my life. I'm able to live closer to you because Julia doesn't mind if I love him and can share a tiny piece of him."
"Is that why you've never married, Cindy?" Dad asked.
"Partly. No other man I've dated ever measured up to my own brother. Except for him, females are more attractive to me. If I can't have him completely, I'd prefer Brianna."
"How about you, son?" Dad asked. "Is that why you married someone who looked so much like your sister? Don't think I didn't notice how much alike they are."
"I suspect it might have been part of my initial attraction, though I didn't realize it at the time. I've come to realize it might be part of it. It's not why I married her. I love Julia, and nothing I feel for anyone else would ever change that, but I am attracted to my sister. I feel the same things when she fucks someone else as I do when Julia fucked someone else. It may not be right, but I'm not sure it's entirely wrong, either. So what do we do about it? I doubt anyone's feelings or affections for each other is going to change, just because we know it's wrong."
"And you've been together sexually for how long?"
"Practically from the moment Cindy wanted to explore her submissiveness, so over a week now," I replied.
"And all your slaves were in on it?"
"Yes. We're all complicit. I'm not making excuses, Dad. I loved Cindy sucking my cock and I love eating her cunt. I loved fucking her ass. The others make sure it doesn't get out of hand. Someone else always sleeps between Cindy and I. We care for each other and my slaves don't give a shit."
"Fuck! I can't just let this go. You may not be breaking the fucking law, but you're having sex with your sibling. Christ!"
"Punish us, Daddy," Cindy said. "We have been bad. I should have talked to you first. I should have talked to you a long time ago. Told you how I felt, why I moved away, but I was too ashamed to tell you. Well, I'm a slave now. I have no more shame. You've seen me do things most fathers would never witness their daughter doing. I've done other things you haven't seen. Mom licking my Mistress while Mistress licked me. Mom watched me get double fucked by Sam and Bill while she masturbated. As a slave, I have no more shame. I'm not permitted to be anything other than a desirable little slut. But slaves are also punished. Punish me, punish all of us. I happily admit to being bad and deserving of punishment."
Dad looked at Mom. "Sandra?" A plea of I don't know what.